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I loved it, I felt the need to squeeze my brain power and capacity and try to write at least a little-

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Barry was really excited for the League meeting this time! (which is a rare thing)

It turns out that this time, they would be getting a new member! A considerably new hero from Fawcette City, named Captain Marvel!

He's heard some stories about the new guy, and seriously bro, the whole of Fawcette seems to love him, that should be more than enough of an indication that the man is nice

So Barry tried to get there a bit more early and not be late this time, just a little bit.

The speedster happily sat down in his chair next to Hal and greeted him, then trying to be patient as he waited for the trinity and the rookie to arrive for the meeting to begin.

It took a little while, but soon Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman arrived with who Barry assumed was Captain Marvel, if he had to guess with that red suit and the fact that Fawcette's new hero was affectionately nicknamed as Big Red Cheese.

Batman: I would like to introduce everyone to Captain Marvel, the new hero who emerged from Fawcette and the newest member of the Justice League.

The said hero waved a little shyly to everyone in the room but with a big and shining smile on a small two-seconds delay as if he was checking his cue at the moment.

Superman: We hope everyone on the team can give a great welcome to Marvel as a new coworker and friend!

The big blue scout says with his usual encouraging smile.

Wonder Woman: We also expect everyone to understand and include Marvel, given to his certain... condition.

The Amazon added, looking at everyone in the room analytically.

Green Lantern: And what condition exactly would that be?

Hal questioned what Barry and probably the others were curious to know.

Batman: Captain Marvel unfortunately suffers from deafness, so I will be providing a sign language course for everyone in the League, in addition to being able to communicate with Marvel, it is also a step towards expanding the members' communication skills, that would be useful in case interacting with deaf civilians is necessary. *The dark knight clicked on his tablet and sent the said course to everyone.*

Batman: Attendance at the course for least twice a week is mandatory.

He added in a firm tone.

Meanwhile, Marvel was standing behind the trinity, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, still with a beaming smile on his face as the situation was explained.

Is it weird that Barry finds the deaf electrolux refrigerator grown ass man's behavior kinda cutie potatie?

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After the meeting ended, the speedster made a point of going to Marvel.

Flash: Hey man! *He called, momentarily forgetting about the other's deafness and half a second later remembering and then touching his shoulder to get his attention.*

Marvel: *He jumped slightly in fright and turned around to see a slightly embarrassed but also excited Flash.*

He smiled at Barry and waved at him before pulling out a little notebook from god knows where.

Hello! You are the Flash, right? It's nice to meet you!

Barry nodded and left in a second to go to his room and get a notebook himself.

Yes I am! And you are Captain Marvel, i have heard a lot of things about ya, it's to nice meet you too buddy! :)

Really? Cool, I wish it wasn't anything weird! I would like to not cause a bad first impression :D

Naahh, just nice stuff, the people from your city genuinely loves you, huh?

I think you could say that, I always try my best to help anyone who needs, so be loved by those people is kinda nice and makes my heart warm ^^

Yeap, the guy is nice, and kinda cute, It's like interacting with a big, condensed, radiant sunshine ball.

Cool! You really are quite a hero, huh? I'd would love to be your friend.

Marvel froze for a second, before his eyes widened and his smile grew brighter and brighter (if that's possible)

Yes yes!! I would love to be your friend too! You have no idea! :DD

The writing was a bit messy from Marvel's hustle and bustle, but it was still quite readable and got the message across well.

Soon the sprinter found himself wasting a few more sheets of paper and pen ink on more conversation.

Something tells he his future self might thank him for this.

Deaf Captian Marvel

When Billy came to the Rock of Eternity he was so confused and oh so excited

The idea of getting super powers and helping people? A dream come true

The wizard told him to prepare himself and called the lightining

It was loud and scary, the crackling, booming sound echoed trough the throne room, filling every little nook and cranny with its presence

And thus, Billy Batsons word came silent

And Captain Marvel awoke

Justice league had the newbie from Fawcett on their radar for a while now, he seems good at what he does and seems genuinely nice

They eventually decided that it's time to finally recruit him

They land on the roof of a tall building where Captain Marvel, as the people called him, was hovering on, drawing something in a notebook

Superman: hello, you're Captian Marvel, right?

The Captian didn't answer him, didn't even acknowledge him, just kept drawing. Rude

Bruce: Captian Marvel

Still nothing

Wonder Woman: I kindly ask you to at least look at us when we're talking to you

When she placed her hand on his shoulder he flinched and turned around frightenent

Like he didn't notice they've been there for some time now

Superman: ah finally, we'd like to talk to you about- huh?

Captian Marvel was motioning him to stop, he opened his notebook on a fresh page and started scribbling something and showed them when he was done

I'm deaf, sorry

Oh

Oh

That explains why he didn't hear them earlier

Batman started signing to him but was met with frantic shaking head

So he took out a notebook

How long have you been deaf?

Since always

The how come you don't know sign language? Don't people who are born deaf learn it early on to talk with people?

I never really had anyone to teach me or talk to

Well that was, sad

Are you interested in joining the Justice League?

As soon as Captian Marvel readed the note he started shaking his head and smiling as brightly as a sun

Well then it's decided

On the next meeting Batman assigned mandatory sign language lessons

Thought this turned out nice

hello biggayhimbo enjoyers!

new fic just went up! it’s a velrisa-centric one-shot for a transmasc vel au. it’s mainly inspired by a short-hair fanart of vel that @ttrpgenjoyer drew a little while back, so go check them out!

when michael tells henry to let him die in the fire

little gremlin kid, an absolute menace

the first birthday sirius' remembered was their third birthday, when nothing was wrong and their hands were small and regulus was still wobbly on his feet, when their mother never screamed at them and they still saw their father from time to time.

they did know that nothing much happened, because they were still young and they didn't remember much, but one memory stood with them from then onwards, and every birthday it played in their head over and over again.

walburga picked them up in her arms and they remember they giggled. walburga smiled to her son softly.

"joyeux anniversaire, mon fils chéri." walburga said, barely over a whisper, those words only meant for sirius to hear.

it was the last time sirius would hear those words from her.

-

their twelfth birthday was quiet. it felt different, because it was different.

regulus wasn't there, sirius was away. they were apart for the first time and it hurt. they didn't know if it hurt for regulus, but it hurt for them.

no letter came from anyone from home. ever since the black family had found that sirius wore the red tie instead of the green all of them did, something changed. and it made sirius scared to go home for christmas

"happy birthday, sirius!" james smiled, putting his hand on sirius'.

it felt warm, a weird warm that sirius had never quite felt before. it felt... homelike.

"we didn't know what to get you..." remus shrugged, "so we just wrote you a letter. well, peter wrote it, because if either me or james did you wouldn't understand anything." he added with a smile.

peter grabbed his bag ceremoniously and put it on the chair next to him.

"here you are, good sir." peter nodded, handing sirius the letter, who almost snatched it out of the boy's hand due to excitement.

dear sirius,

hi and happy birthday. you're cool. we love and cherish you, dear roommate, you're also cute.

the boys

although it was short and seemingly unimportant for anyone else, tears welled up in sirius' eyes.

"thanks, friends." they said, and they hugged.

and sirius found a new home.

-

sirius' fifteenth birthday was an emotional rollercoaster.

first of all, they woke up next to remus. and they didn't remember how it happened.

"happy padfoot, birthday..." james muttered groggily from his bed.

"did you mean happy birthday, padfoot, james?" peter snickered as he was scratching his neck. "happy birthday, bestie. swear on merlin i'll give your gift later."

he glanced into remus and sirius' direction, then grinned.

"james, let's go, give the saps- uh, i mean remus and sirius! some time together. yeah. let's go."

james looked confused as he was dragged out of bed by his friend. peter looked at remus and sirius and winked, then closed the door behind them.

"good morning." remus smiled sleepily. "happy birthday, sirius."

and before either of them knew, they were kissing, softly, like it never happened to sirius before. they knew they could get caught, but they didn't care, because both of them knew what they hid from each other.

they had each other, in that moment.

them and no one else.

"is this good?" remus asked, but the purpose of the question was a whole other, that sirius understood.

"yeah." they smiled, butterflies erupting in their stomach.

-

non arguably, sirius' seventeenth birthday was the best one they ever had.

they got away from their family and, at last, they were free.

"happy birthday, fuckface." remus groaned in the crook of sirius' neck from his spot in his bed.

"happy birthday, pads!" james yodeled and sirius covered their ears their ears with the thick pillow.

"fucking hell, mate, thanks," they sighed, smiling. "but merlin's tits spare me of the screeching."

"asshole." james rolled his eyes and threw a box right next to sirius, who opened it.

inside was a black watch with stars, almost as old as time.

they knew it was fleamont's, and they rubbed their eyes in an attempt to not let a teardrop fall out of their eyes.

it was a real gift from a real family.

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Sirius,

I haven't written in a long time, Mother has hidden the parchment ever since you left so I couldn't write.

I wanna start off with an "I'm sorry.". I should have been stronger, I should have said something, I should have done something but I never did. Because I was scared, unlike you. And for that I have always been bitter, of how you could stand up to someone like Mother and Father. I wish I could have been more like you.

It hurt after you left, it was hard, but you did what was right, because that house has been rougher on you than on anyone else. I understand why you did it and I have never been mad at you for leaving, because you did what you had to do. I was lonely ever since, though, and no one could light up the house like you did.

The little box contains your gift. It'll remind you of me. Don't forget me in your new, perfect life, Sirius.

I hope you're ok.

Happy birthday, big brother.

I love you,

your little brother, RAB

-

"happy bi'thday, pa'foo!" hari squealed from his father's arms.

"you taught him that for this special occasion?" remus asked, looking at his now fiancé, a soft smile lighting up his features.

james nodded, giving his friend a grin. "had to, hari loves them."

"hey kiddo!" sirius cooed. "did you miss me?"

hari nodded frantically, holding out his little hands, trying to reach sirius. they put their finger out and hari's little hand surrounded sirius' long finger, who smiled.

"bravo hari."

and everything was still normal.

-

"prisoner three-hundred nine."

together, forever?

"we'll change the world!" james exclaimed, hugging his friends tightly.

forever doesn't exist

"charged with a life sentence to azkaban."

hey everyone! i'm back to tumblr (again)

i know i've been really inactive and that's because i have school and a lot of homework, also i lost motivation and some things happened in my life and i needed time to process everything

also, i know i didn't say anything about the hogwarts champion, but i'll restart writing as soon as the winter holiday starts.

sorry i've been so inactive but i hope i can post more :)

ShikaNaru Headcanons

☀️Shikamaru definitely realizes his feelings first and it is 100% an "oh, shit" moment.

☀️I imagine the Nara clan to love not as angrily as the Uchiha, but just as obsessively. Where the Uchiha seek to almost possess, the Nara clan covets knowledge. In this case, Shikamaru wants to know everything about Naruto— no detail is too small.

☀️ I'm not saying Shikamaru is stalking him, but he'd definitely follow him everywhere. Like, he's not trying to hide. Naruto just hasn't noticed because it's... Well, it's Naruto.

☀️And the few times he does notice him it's just— "Wow, what're you doing here Shikamaru? 😀" baby you should be asking why you've seen him ten different times this week and it's only Monday.

☀️Nara Fixation Nara Fixation Nara Fixation Nara Fixation Nara Fixation Nara Fixation, did I say Nara Fixation yet?

☀️Naruto wants for nothing because somehow, Shikamaru always knows exactly what he needs and is able to predict exactly when he's going to need it.

☀️ Naruto never quite realizes the depth of the obsession/love. He's just completely oblivious to the fact that Shikamaru is kind of, slightly, a little bit (maybe a lot a bit) insane. With a cherry on top.

☀️ Lowkey, I am a huge fan of crazy Shikamaru. Like, not outwardly crazy, but "I know your height, weight, regular resting heart rate, wrist diameter, and how many times you've said 'believe it' today" crazy Shikamaru. Knows too much Shikamaru.

☀️Naruto 100% just assumes they're dating after a while of certain details accumulating. Shikamaru feeds him like, daily. Shikamaru has shared a bed with him several times. They spend a lot of time together. They hold hands. Shikamaru knows like, everything about him somehow.

☀️ Naturally, they must've been dating this entire time and Naruto simply didn't notice until now. And because Naruto has zero experience with healthy relationships, he just accepts this as fact and moves on with his life.

☀️ Shikamaru when Naruto grabs him by the face on day, plants a huge kiss on him with no context, and then skips off: 👁️👄👁️

☀️ Come on, it'd be so funny.

☀️ Insert Naruto also knowing a surprising amount about Shikamaru, because he's more attentive than people give him credit for. Shikamaru follows him around so much, of course he learns about him over time. He may be an idiot, but he's not a moron. Or... something like that.

☀️ Naruto is just happy someone actually wants to be around him. Sasuke is Sasuke, Sakura constantly yells at him, Kakashi literally runs, Yamato is only around for training, and Sai just insults him in increasing intervals when they're together.

☀️ Touch-Starved! Naruto vs. Can't get enough of touching him! Shikamaru! Go! Fight!

☀️ Shikamaru "he's never going to love me" Nara and Naruto "I wonder when Shikamaru is gonna propose" Uzumaki

☀️ Naruto just goes to the court house and files the documents himself. Surprise, Shikamaru. Not only does he love you, you've been married for the past four months.

☀️ Alternatively, Shikamaru could pull the same move. Oh, you kissed me on the mouth? Sounds like a proposal to me.

☀️ For a certified genius, Shikamaru would absolutely be the kind of idiot to assume Naruto couldn't ever return his feelings. There could be so much evidence to the contrary and it really WOULD take an entire kiss to the lips to convince him.

☀️ No worries, Naruto is more than willing to oblige.

☀️ Basically um I love them, they're both smart AND stupid in different ways, but they make it work. And nobody can change my mind.

If you've ever summoned demon!hawks by accident, I feel bad for you.

Maybe you were feeling a tiny bit vindictive and gladly gathered the offerings required to make a deal with a lower-level demon you were planning to summon. Just a small little homeless spell...and only for a certain amount of time! That's it, you swear.

Unfortunately, things went slightly awry when you decided to make a tiny error in your summoning spell. An action you quickly came to regret when an entirely different entity spawned in your summoning circle.

…

A small hiss of smoke emerges from the pentagram, till it erupts into a full blown cloud of smoke that makes you shut your eyes and cough. You wave your arms around aimlessly to help dispel it. You silently pray to God it doesn't trigger any smoke detectors.

You squint to look around at your home, but it's like it's been engulfed in a thick fog, and your eyes begin to water. Maybe this was a bad idea...

Suddenly, just as you were thinking to leave through a window, a powerful gust of wind sends the smoke flying away. You immediately hack a cough and take in a large inhale through your mouth at the bout of fresh air.

You blink your watery eyes at what the hell just happened, and you gasp.

A demon stands proud in the middle of the pentagram. Entirely bare, his body is painted with strange, intricate black markings, the most remarkable ones being on his eyes. Sharp, golden eyes.

He flaps his large, red wings lightly to clear the remaining smoke, looking rather disinterested. 

You pale.

Whatever this thing is, it is not what you intended to summon. Hell, you were half predicting nothing would show up at all. You blink and come to your senses; then, bambi-scramble towards the counter for your book.

"Hey, where are you going?" His voice sounds male. Humanly so, and you shiver.

"Shut up." You respond mindlessly as your shaky hands open the marked page on your book. After a few rather inexpert turns, you finally do, and your eyes zero in on the picture of the demon.

Fat, garish, stubby, and old looking. Truly, one of the ugliest pictures your eyes had the misfortune of gazing upon.

You look back at your demon. He's lean, tall, and perhaps... handsome. 

No, no. Anything is handsome when compared to the demon in your book, you reason.

You run your hands across your face and resist a groan. What the hell were you even thinking? You're gonna go to work tomorrow after this. It's already late, and you have the audacity to make a mess at this hour.

Perhaps you're dreaming. Oh, yes. That is the most plausible answer. What the hell is a demon anyway? A being made to scare children into believing the moral of the story. That's all. All you need to do is pinch yourself, and you'll be awake--

"Hellooo?" The demon calls out, quite poutily. "Big, scary demon in your house. Come and sell your soul to mee." He waves as if that'll catch your attention.

You ignore him, and look over the instructions that you followed to summon the entity.

You slip from behind the counter with the book to your nose to stand in front of the summoning circle. Your eyes flit from the book to the circle, appraising your work. You circle it, paying attention to every detail. You’ve followed every step correctly, so…what gives?

"Hey!"

You finally look up from your book to him. He doesn't look amused.

He huffs, "I don't appreciate how rude you're being. I'm a high-class demon, and I’m being treated like this?"

"Are you?" You pipe up, surprised, "No, no, that can't be right..." You look back to your book. You specifically intended to summon a lower-class demon.

He guffaws, "Am I?"

Your eyes finally land on the ingredient list, orange-red salt.

You look at the summoning circle. Blood-red salt.

You facepalm. God, how could you be so stupid? You messed everything up over such a tiny mistake. Just great. Whole night ruined over what? Just because you were a vindictive little thing that wanted to get back at your trash bag ex, and it totally came and bit you in the ass. Stupid, stupid, stupid...

A loud creak is heard and your train of thought is cut off. You look up and pale at the sight of one of the wooden boards holding your house up having been snapped almost halfway. What on Earth…?

"Tick-tock." Your eyes look to his own, and there’s no hint of joking to them. They’re only sharp and intimidating. "You're on borrowed time, human. Better make a deal fast before this whole house comes crashing down on us." He doesn't look relaxed anymore, tone and demeanour rather serious.

You inhale through your nose, looking at him with wary curiosity, "What...does that mean?"

He laughs, "Don’t got a clue in the world, do ya?" He crosses his arms over his chest, "Well, I'll tell you. Since I'm so nice."

You tilt your head to the side, suddenly feeling anxious. The ceiling creaks again. "Tell me what?"

"Well, well, well, let's see here..." He puts his hand on his hip, drawing your eyes to a rather unsavory part of his body, you quickly look back at his eyes, "You opened a gateway from Hell to Earth inside your cute little house here, and it's putting quite the strain on it." You hear small splinters give way from above you, "Keep it open long enough, and well..." He looks unbothered, like it’s not his problem, "It'll all come crashing down on us."

You blink slowly, jaw slightly ajar. You swallow, and muster the words, "We're gonna die?"

"You're gonna die."

"I'm gonna die?"

"Unless you make a deal with me." He says nonchalantly.

There's a lag in your brain before the complete snap of one of your overhead beams draws your attention back to reality, "Okay, um, well...what kind of deal?"

He doesn't look impressed, "What kind of deal?"

"Well– Look, I summoned you on accident–" His eyebrows shoot up, "No, like, I meant to summon a different demon. And I think what I was going to ask fit his line of expertise more..."

He grins, "Try me."

You bring your hand up to explain, averting your eyes, "Well..." Then, you realize how ridiculous you'll sound. You click your tongue as you look into nowhere in particular, a lie not coming to you fast enough.

He yawns, "Come on, do you want to be homeless?"

Your face flushes in embarrassment at the irony of it all, "I actually..." You swallow, "I wanted to do that to someone else."

He snorts. A snort that erupts into a laugh. Right in your face. Talk about rudeness.

You cross your arms and look away, "Yes, yes. How hilarious. The irony is not lost on me."

He flicks a tear from his face as he comes down from his laughter, a small giggle coming out, "Oh...Oh Lucifer. Okay, I actually can't do that. But that's, so fucking funny."

You pinch your nose bridge, less mad at him and more so yourself. "Well, what can you do?" You say as evenly as you possibly can, which is not much.

He hums, "Affecting other humans directly is not exactly my forte."

You have a hand under your chin as you think, "Then, can you make me...super rich or something?"

"Well, ah...not quite."

"Then…” you try to think, “Can you make me crazy hot?" Perhaps a revenge look is what you should be going for, make your ex miss what they lost...

He grins slyly, "Don't worry, you don't need me in that department."

You try to ignore the flush that creeps down all the way to your neck. Rather annoyed, you burst out, "Well, tell me, then. What can you do?"

He inhales through his nose, "Hmm, I have to say, not much."

You grit your teeth at his annoyingly casual response. Instinctively, you look up. Unsurprisingly, even more of the beams have splinters and...holes in them. As if a mold has eaten its way through them.

Now, you're very, very worried.

"Please, just..." You swallow, trying your best to gather your scattered thoughts, "Anything, any deal you want, i'll do it. Just make it stop."

He smirks, like he’s won a big prize at a casino, "Anything?"

You're suddenly less sure, "Yes."

"Fine." A loud creak, "You can close the border by keeping me on Earth instead of the other way around. The deal can be making me your demon companion...in exchange for your soul."

You choke, and your head grows foggy, "What?"

"It's hard in Hell for a new guy like me." He laments, though a bit fakely... "No souls to keep me warm, and more importantly, powerful." He sighs, "I get picked on."

You look at him in horror, "And you're sure...you're sure there's nothing else I can give you?"

Another beam snaps, "Oh, absolutely. Though if it doesn't float your boat you can just wait it out till you die." He sighs sadly, "Then, you'll go to Hell anyway for summoning me and land in the hands of..." He grimaces, as if it disgusts him to even be looking at the page in your book, "That guy."

At your hesitance, he rolls his eyes, "Listen, you're going to Hell no matter what you choose. So, you might as well choose to stay on Earth longer." He smiles, "I promise I'm not so bad."

You don’t have much of a choice. With an inhale, you make your decision. 

“Fine. Deal.”

Seeing 2024 on the dates of posts and comments is really throwing me off

STOP IT WITH THAT SHIT OKAY

It’s still 2024 why are you guys doing that☹️

Strongly believe everyone should have a favourite Pokémon

I don’t care if you’re not into it, suck it up and choose one or I’ll do it for you

That is a threat

The ushanka jokes r too close now y'all

What Ena encounter did I crawl into...

Hey! You doing okay? You haven't posted anything in quite some time

(￣^￣)ゞ i’ve been pretty busy with college classes this semester so ive put a pause on posting any art until may sorry to make anyone worry ive just been swamped with school and major requirements (╥_╥)