#captain atlas

[splooosh]

“stuck”

Ron Frenz - Al Milgrom

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

So Norrin just kinda randomly runs across these two and they try to kill him, which is obviously not going to work, and then Atlas tells him it is because he is trying to kill himself but he can't bring himself to do it himself so he is trying to get someone else to kill him in combat instead because of the whole Hala thing...

[rawme-price]

Well. Its the ATLA post, we all knew it was coming. Im thinking post-atla by a good few years, there's still alot of cultural division and unrest, but people are starting to work together, right?

Earthbender!price who trained in the earth kingdom military, working his way through the ranks easily. But, hes not cut out for the diplomacy side, so hes given permission to form a task force that essentially works as a cross-country team for whatever is needed. Hunting down bounties or shutting down smuggling, whatever. As he travels, he picks up his best soldiers along the way.

Waterbender!soap who is one of prices first choices. The captain would be a fool not to have a waterbender in a largely sea-faring team. He doesnt regret his decision, either, when soap single handedly stops a small drug boat by fucking encasing it in an iceberg.

Firebender!gaz who meets price during a joint operation. Hes working with the fire nation militia at the time, a smaller force dedicated to detaining traffickers. But gaz ends up saving prices life during an ambush, and price becomes a bit attached. So after some negotiations with gazs superiors, price now has two sergeants.

Nonbender!ghost who has been a pain in the ass for the team for weeks now. They'll find a target to track, corner them on a boat or break into a base, only to find everyone there dead. Turns out, ghost and them just have a very similar hit list, and the nonbender works alot faster. It gets to the point that price actively seeks him out, nearly gets murdered in the woods when he underestimated ghost, and is able to tentatively recruit the man to his task force.

Uh. Yeah.

[demaparbat-hp]

The Crew is boisterous and loud, full of traitors, inside jokes, and secrets. The scum of the Fire Nation. The forgotten tiles on the Empire's Pai Sho board. The ones who change the game.

But most importantly—they're a family. And no matter how much they complain about their boss (teenage menace that he is), they'll do anything for their Prince.

Anything.

.

The Crew is the heart and soul of my fic For the Spirits. No one really knows just how important they will be to the story...how important they already are.

[noneofyoubeewax]

Lady Marvel, No Captain  Marvel

Genderbent Captain  Marvel

Billy Batson -> Lilly Batson

Still a homeless baby

Lilly first debut as a hero. After defeating Doctor Sivana

Male Civilian: “Thank you so much Miss?”

Cap: “o-oh Captain Marvel!”

(M) Civilian: “thank you so much, Miss Captain  Marvel”

Cap: “you can just call me Captain”

(M) Civilian: “Miss Captain”

Cap: “Just Captain”

Lilly was a bit annoyed but she thought it would be a one time thing (it would not be)

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Reporter: “ Lady Marvel! Lady Marvel! Lady Marvel!” (Waving hands frantically)

Cap: (confuse, looking around) “me?”

Reporter: “um yes”

Cap: (flys down to the reporter) “hello I’m Captain Marvel, how can I help you?

Reporter: (holds mic up) “Lady Captain Marvel can yo-”

Cap: “No…..Captain Marvel”

Reporter: “ok, um so this miss, (faces the camera) “today we have our new local hero, Miss Captain Marvel”

Cap: “um-if-I-excuse me, it’s Captain Marvel you can drop the Miss, please”

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Reporter: “o-ok”

~~~~~~*A~w~k~w~a~r~d*~~~~~~

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Cap chilling on a roof, licking a ice cream feeling upset since everyone keeps on calling her wrong even after a whole year from her debut and her popping the time bubble.

Cap: “stupid stupid stupid stupid”

Solomon: “calm down Champion”

Achilles: “the next time someone says the wrong name punch them”

Solomon: “n-

Hercules: “ throw a building at them”

Solomon: “NO!”

Zeus: “YES, and tell them that you’re going to sleep with their father or male Parent figure and give a worthy respectable Child”

Cap: ”umm”

Atlas: “let’s ignore Zeus”

Mercury: “just don’t save them if they get your name wrong”

Solomon: “No! It’s not the champion job to get annoyed when people get your name wrong”

Achilles: “you got mad at that kid at the history museum Lilly went to (because it was free entry day) when a kid called you, “Solo-mom”

Solomon: “she completely butchered my name”

Zeus: “OH YEAH THAT WAS HILARIOUS”

Cap: “I remember the headache. But I have a right to be upset! It’s been a year and I’m starting to feel unappreciated, I saved so many lives and I popped the time bubble, is it so wrong for wanting people to save my name right!”

Solomon: “Lillian, I kno-“

Mercury: “just walk away-

Achilles: “I SAY-

Zeus: “I know a thing or two about getting-

Atlas: “LETS remember Lilly is a child and has a right to her own feelings-

Hercules:”CRUSH THEIR BONES”

Gods: “ overlapping argument”

Cap: “urgh guys please”

Gods: arguing continues and gets louder

Cap: (head pounding)

???: “excuse me Miss

Gods: “!?#**?!!”

Cap: (Rubbing head)

???: “miss? I’m fr-m j—ti-e le—ue”

Gods: “!/!#~\**?!!”

Cap: “please you’re being to loud”

???: “lo-d? Mi-s Miss M-ss”

Cap: “please”

???: “Mis -iss, MISS CAPTAIN MARVEL”

You could hear the snap

Cap: That’s. Not. My. NAME!! ( turns around and throws her ice cream with Mercury speed)

It’s was when the ice cream was only few inches from hitting the person face, when she realized that the man she see saw in front of her was a new face that she learned of when the time bubble popped.

Superman, a founding leader of the justice league, who didn’t have a fast enough reaction time to match Mercury speed to avoid the ice cream.

Cap: !

Gods: !

Hercules: “that guy’s important right?”

Solomon: “yes”

Cap: “oh no”

Solomon: “indeed”

[imnotditzy]

I cannot stop laughing at the how insane Captain looks with DTC.

Their constantly at each others throats too,

(Cap’s resting his head on his palm, the leagues talking about taxes or something — Blly asked DTC what’s their favorite animals are and Zeus said a dinosaur)

Mercury: Zeus, I believe the boy means ‘living’ animals

Zeus: 😐

Hercules: I don’t mind lions, though I had to strangle one once.

Billy: You strangled a lion?

Hercules: It was a debt of my twelve labors.

Billy: …

Billy: You’re broke? Hercules: …

Hercules: 👺

Achilles: Is that twelve more labors I see?

Solomon: I’d choose ant. Zeus: Ant?

Solomon: Yes.

Zeus: No.

Solomon: Pardon?

Zeus: No. I will not be ridiculed for my choice when you chose an Ant. An ant, Solomon. Why? It’s barely on Earth.

Solomon: It’s respectable; It’s one of the most hard working things on earth, yet it’s the size of a crump.

Zeus: It would get organ failure over a crumb.

*dramatic gasps like their on a reality tv show*

Billy (looking scandalized while Batman drones on about tax breaks): 😧

[comickergirl]

Bluesky (with a bit of Tumblr assist) Color Wheel Challenge! I want to stress that all of the red/orange suggestions folks sent in here were so good. Genuinely went back and forth on a number of them. Thanks so much for sending 'em in! :D

[puppetwoman17]

Coming to you live with my weekly Injustice thoughts on Billy Batson!

Just thinking about how much of a wedge everything drew between Billy and his patrons. They tried to get through to him, to make him understand that he was more than just some league member who followed orders, but he was too scared of being seen as an immature kid to really understand. And then, what happened with Hercules…

I like to think that after Billy died, he and the gods reconciled. He’s scared out of his mind, fully believing he’s about to be cast out, and they rip that all away with the biggest hug ever!

Billy’s not ready to face Hercules after all he’s done, but the demigod just smiles and ruffles his hair.

The gods were more scared than anything. Their champion placed all of his trust in someone. That..doesn’t happen all that often. Something was bound to happen, they just didn’t want to see him lose that spark that the league brought back.

This was why the champion isn’t supposed to join a team.

[the-badger-mole]

It's so funny to me when people say I only ship Zutara because I want to be Katara in that scenario. No, stupid! I don't want to be Katara. I want to be the character sitting on the side and watching this messy romance unfold while I provide color commentary. I want to gossip with Iroh about Zuko's awkward crush on Katara. I want to be the older sister figure Katara turns to for life advice who sometimes teases her about the hottie who respects her as a fighter and helps with camp parent duties. I want to be the one who tells Zuko to stop being a coward and tell Katara how he feels already. I absolutely self insert into the Zutara dynamic, but I'm not picturing myself as Katara...I'm picturing myself as Jun.

[starlight-bread-blog]

When you're discussing the complex and nuanced flaws of a female character but the dudebros haters show up:

[splooosh]

“The last best hope”

Steve Epting

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

Look I like the suspense but like... there is no way Atlas and Minerva are taking out the Surfer.

[kyxhiin]

req by @moonlightcycle571 !!

In one mission the justice league needed to be close-nit but widespread at the same time, and comms were compromised at the place their mission was set in. Batman had the idea to ask John Constantine about any spells that links multiple people's minds together. Everyone's gonna be okay with this cause y'know they know each and others Identities and stuff except for..

Captain Marvel. To escape the fate of telling the JL about his identity he made then believe he was an ageless God who was magic incarnate, it is believable cause it was shown that there's paintings about the suit even dating back to the stone age.

Billy who's just freaking out had to agree to it cause it would've been VERY suspicious if he didn't, but he thought as long as he stayed in the captain Marvel form everything would've been alright..

There they were. Superman, Batman, Wonderwoman, The flash, Green Lantern, Plastic man (For whatever reason), and.. Billy well in the hero form of course. Stood in a room as the chain-smoking exorcist casted some sort of magic thing that will bind their minds together. And it finally happened, they could each here eachothers own thoughts and stuff.

Plastic man: Hey? Who's voice is that??

Crap. He didn't think about the heavenly twitch cha- no, the God's voices.

Flash: ...Is there a little kid in here, what does he mean by God's?

Zeus: !!! They can hear our voices..

A series of gods jumbled into surprise and started to talk, talk ALOT filling up most of their minds.

And that started a chain reaction with the JL they all started questioning each other, Luckily no one payed attention to Captain who put on his best confused face.

Wonderwoman seemed to be in deep thought.. Why was that voice sound so familiar???

Captain, No Billy was now trying to suppress the God's thoughts, he went into a slight panic abut his identity trying not to think of himself. But you know what happens if you don't wanna think about something? You think about it.

Superman: Who's imagining a young boy right now?

Plastic man: Hm.. Isn't that the Fawcett whizz kid? With the radio show? Wait Captain do you have an interview with him later on?

Captain Marvel changing his thoughts "voice" into his hero persona's ones.

Captain: Oh.. Yeah, yeah definitely. I'm just so excited..

Green Lantern: Hey.. Didn't you appear as a guest last time? How come your appearing again?? This is unfair..

Batman: This is not the point. Captain, do you know where the 5 *He closely listened in to his thoughts* no.. 6 new voices come from? (He most definitely knows about Billy's secret identity one way or another.)

Captain Marvel: Haha no..

(Part 1 of 2!)

[demaparbat-hp]

Thinking of how a birthday party on the ship with the 41st would look like 🧐?

This is why they never get anything done.

[yourfavouritefighter]

guess who’s back

en ee ways eat up cuz yall getting the bonus of my divine twitch chat designs teehee

[blue-drink]

He is Baby (Extended)

It was cold, so very cold. As December approached, Fawcett city was covered in a fine sheet of snow.

For the most, it was no problem. But for one Billy Batson, it was one of the most difficult problems of the year.

He didn't really have a place to stay; he didn't trust the Rock not to displace him in time, the train station to the Rock wasn't particularly warm, he couldn't get into a homeless refuge without risking being caught CPS, and his usual hideout (a falling-apart building) was at full capacity by other teens in similar situations.

That was sub-problem #1. Sub-problem #2 was food.

After a few visits to the realms of different pantheons; at least half of agriculture-related deities had determined that it just wouldn't do for a boy with so many responsibilities to barely be able to eat, so they (collectively or individually, he couldn't tell) decided to bless him.

A tree he planted would give him any and all types of fruits, so he could always have a healthy snack. If he could get his hands on some bread, it would be tastier and fill him more than it normally should. And things had a tendency not to rot even after several days, so a single harvest of the mini-garden he managed to create would last him so much longer.

Unfortunately; that didn't work when there were no plants to plant or harvest, and he didn't realize the shortage he was about to experience until it was too late to get more than barely enough for November.

After they noticed; his patrons became restless, trying to figure out a way out of this one. Refuge was out of the question, he wouldn't risk it; so was the Rock, and it's station, for not being safe enough; and he wouldn't throw another child into the coldness so he could regain his spot at his hideout.

"The Watchtower?" One had proposed. But it wouldn't do.

He didn't sleep, for all the JL knew, and he wasn't going to deny or confirm anything if it could lead up to his identity being revealed. Also, could he even sleep in his Champion form?

Solomon answered that, while he couldn't get a full night's sleep, even just trying would help his brain do some of the things it did while resting. Still, he couldn't go three full months without actual sleep.

What to do?

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It was too cold.

He should've expected it, that soon it wouldn't be safe to sleep outside. They told him, that it was too dangerous, that he should stay as Captain Marvel until he finds a place to stay.

But he didn't listen. He'd just come back from the Watchtower, from a 4-hour meeting, and was tired of not being tired.

"It won't snow 'till next week," he told them, like a fool. "The weatherman said so," who would know more? The weatherman or a weather-god?

He went to sleep, and barely woke up to the voices of his patrons screaming inside his head.

"Too cold!" "Danger!" "Wake up!" But what could he even do?

He felt frozen in place, unable to move. He tried to scream, "SHAZAM!" But it was to no use, he'd probably already caught a cold and couldn't talk, let alone scream.

It was so cold, it was warm. The feeling lulling him back to sleep, if only they'd shut up. It was fine, he'd be fine.

They probably realized he'd no longer understand them, because their voices were replaced by images. Ice cube, crossed fire, danger sign. Hands shaking, multiple 'Z's crossed as well.

It only made him more sleepy.

"Billy!!", he recognized the voice as one of the gods. But it wasn't inside his head.

His body moved upwards, as he noticed someone'd taken him from the snow into their arms. It was warm, actually warm. Another level of warm.

The god said something he couldn't decipher at the moment, but he felt the magic moving from the god's body to his own.

What did it do? He'd no idea, as he once again succumbed to sleep. This time incentivized by his patrons.

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It would've been so much faster to sent Hermes or Apollo to bring the child to Olympus; but, in their panic, the god king had completely forgotten about them (which was a bit embarrassing because Mercury also was in Billy's headspace).

They completely ignored the infirmary in favor of their master room, Hera'd understand. The priority was rising the child's body temperature.

They made a bee-line for the bathroom, and willed the room to be ready. With a hand movement, Billy's clothes changed to a bathing robe (they had the feeling he wouldn't appreciate being naked even if it was a life-or-death situation).

As they lowed the kid into the bathtub; Hermes, Mercury and Apollo appeared at the door. The oldest of their present children went to their side almost immediately, searching healing items in his bag.

The speed-gods went together to their other side, and slowly convinced them to get out of the bathroom and let the sun god work his magic.

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Warm.

Billy woke up, and it was warm.

Slowly he managed to open his eyes. To the biggest room he's ever been to.

Where was he?

Solomon gladly answered, "It was far too cold for you outside, you were freezing. So Zeus went to get you, you're in their room."

Well, if this was the room of a god, it was far more colorful that he'd ever imagine. Like, he'd expect it to have more white and gold and not so much purple, blue and pink. The floors were a reddish brown, so cool!

Also, he felt great. Like, actually great, "Wow, I'd forgotten one'd feel this good" levels of great. Well, he did feel a little congested; but nothing else hurting absolutely outweigh it!

He heard the door open, and in front of him was a goddess he hadn't met, tho he didn't need Solomon to tell him who she was. That was Hera, if the crown and the peacock-feather necklace were any indicators.

He wondered if he should vow; before Hercules chimed in, saying it's better to play it safe with her. So he vowed.

"There is no need for that," she said. "You're Billy, correct?" He nodded. "Then know that you're as much mine as you're my husband's."

He didn't really understand what she meant by that. But it didn't matter at the moment.

"They've been anxious to see you; so, if you feel alright at the moment, join us in the conference room." Was the last thing she said before turning around and leaving.

He wanted to ask where that was, but Solomon was kind enough to drop a map of the palace in his mind. A little too much information, but it was useful.

He navigated the halls, Mercury creating an arrow towards the destination inside his mind.

In the meantime; he looked around, his brain trying to register every single detail of the place. He’d been to Olympus before, but only as Marvel. When he had a bigger reason to be there, and he instinctually knew where everything was, nothing could surprise him in those moments.

Now everything surprised him. The halls were more like several open rooms, one next to the other. Ten people could be side to side, and they could still walk comfortably. There are also a lot of trash cans, not sure why they would need them tho.

Before he could open the door to the conference room; Mercury ran out of it, tackling him in a hug. He didn't even notice when he stopped being outside the room, and started being inside it.

In one couch was Solomon, beside him was probably Athena. Both were invested in their respective books, but no doubt noticed him. Hercules and Achilles were in another, playing some type of war board game; he honestly couldn't tell who was winning, maybe neither.

Atlas wasn’t there; an image of him holding the sky was pushed to the front of his mind, so that was probably why. Mercury and Hermes were playing some type of game so fast, it was like they weren't moving at all.

And he was seated between Zeus and Hera. They seemed ok with it, the lighting god picked him up and put him on their lap. “How are you feeling now, my champion?” They asked, petting his head.

“Better now, thank you.” He answered truthfully, he felt so much better.

“Are you going to tell him or are you stalling?” Mercury questioned. The king gave a low growl. “They were getting to that.” Hera answered for them.

He turned to the god with curiosity. They put him off their lap, and moved so they could see face to face. Hera moved so she was standing by their side, and pulled some paper from she knows where.

“Well, ...” They stalled, “we are having a baby.” That surprised him, he was somewhat sure they didn't have children since Diana and Donna, much less with their wife. But it was an eventuality. “Oh, congratu—” He was interrupted by Hera slamming the papers in front of him, “It’s you, sign here.”

It would be silent if not for Hercules, trying and failing to hold his laughter. But he was the only one laughing.

Solomon didn’t even pause his reading; Athena did but wasn’t showing any reaction, positive or negative; Achilles was taking advantage of Hercules distraction to cheat the game; Mercury and Hermes were jumping in place; and Atlas, inside his mind, was looking at the situation bored.

Hera had the same serious face as the moment she presented the documents; and Zeus wasn’t laughing, but blushing. So it wasn’t a joke; or the joke was how they told him and not what.

He probably looked like a fish out of water. “... Why?”

Solomon answered, to Zeus relieve, “Because of your situation, it puts you at risk. And you wouldn't accept being adopted by any ‘normal’ family because of your experiences, so this is the best we could come up with.”

He closed his book, “You won’t have to worry about being a homeless teen anymore. Olympus will always be open to you, for you to rest and for you to eat. You won’t have to worry about keeping heroism from your family, because they already know and support you. You won’t have to worry about CPS, the gods have their ways in the systems; you’ll be officially adopted.”

“And if the Justice League finds out, there’ll be nothing they can do about it.” That last part, admittedly, caught his attention more than the rest.

“Explain.”

“If you stay homeless, and they find out, they won’t stop until they make sure you find a home. Because they are ‘heroes’. If you find a human family, and they find out, they can tell them; about you being Captain Marvel, and get you grounded. Which would be detrimental to your position as Champion of Magic; and, therefore, all Magic.”

They met eyes. “But if you stay, they can’t do anything. They cannot take you away, we’ll always find you. They cannot ban you from heroism, we won’t let them, you’ll be a hero for as long as you want. And if they try to ‘kick you out’ or to put you in a different team or treat you different because of your age...”

Hermes completed the thought, “We have a lot of connections, we ARE connections. If they try to leave you without resources, we’ll leave them without help.”

“Okay, pause.” He stopped them from trying to convince him further, “I’m in with no needing to worry about rest, food, or the JL. HOWEVER,” he continued before Mercury could celebrate, “... The ‘leave them without help’, I’m not down with that. They are still heroes, they need the resources to help more people, so... Instead of ‘make it impossible for them to be heroes’, just ‘not help them if they ask’ and ‘leave them to get the resources by their own’? Please.”

He looked towards the god king, “You are too kind for your own good, Billy.”

“Wasn’t that a requirement for the Champion position?” He pointed out.

They sighed, “Fine. If they terminate your position as a teammate; downgrade you; or act different towards you, because of your identity, the Greek and Roman pantheons will cease any help towards them. Leaving them to their own resources.”

“That’s better. Now, where do I have to sign?”

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