#thomas shepherd

[heckcareoxytwit]

Quicksilver (and Speed) VS Wizard's Frightful Four Hundred

Scarlet Witch & Quicksilver #1, 2024 (1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th pics)

Scarlet Witch & Quicksilver #2, 2024 (5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th and 12th pics)

[ironladders]

Tommy,,,, for the doodle request? :3

i haven't drawn him in a year so forgive me if he looks strange but boom. thomas

[doyouknowmarvelcomiccharacter]

[scentedcandlecryptid]

Crossover Art Request:

Young Justice × YJ 99 × Young Avengers

Similar to the last one with all the archers together and then Zee and Secret and Wiccan, with Miss Martian and Miss America and the guys matched up. Oh! Kid Flash and Speed, exchanging science/speed feats!

I did my best! XD hope you like it!

[thebigbookfanboy]

Random Kaplan family headcanons (P1 of ?)

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Jeff and Rebecca met at the age of twenty-five. Rebecca's brother and Jeff's sister were put together by a matchmaker and decided to try and introduce the two families.

All of their sons are named after playwrights (William Shakespeare=William (Billy) Kaplan, Eugene O'Neill=Eugene (Gene) Kaplan, Samuel Beckett=Beckett Kaplan)

Billy is the oldest (nineteen), Gene is the middle child (seventeen), and Beckett is the youngest (fourteen).

Gene and Beckett are also mutants, but Eugene doesn't use his powers, and Beckett's haven't activated yet.

Jeff and Rebecca legally adopted Tommy when he was seventeen

Jeff has undiagnosed Autism. He and Rebecca agreed not to get a professional diagnosis.

Beckett is Autistic and has ADHD, Gene has dyslexia and Billy has dyspraxia and have all been diagnosed.

Gene is obsessed with dreams and sleep (like, he wants to study it at university and stuff)

Tommy likes arts and crafts and often makes bookmarks and gives them to friends as gifts. He doesn't like using hot glue guns, though.

Jeff knits to relieve stress and to keep his hands steady.

Gene does knitting and crochet, and Beckett does embroidery.

Rebecca calls herself Dr. Rebecca Oure-Klum (her maiden name) to her patients. And Jeff just tells them to call him Jeff.

Billy, Beckett, and Gene used to have a massive Minecraft world that they played on together, but now only Beckett plays on it.

Gene goes to a private boarding school for high achieving students.

Everyone at Beckett's school avoids him because of Billy and the John Kessler thing.

Beckett posts superhero fanfiction online (but never includes The Young Avengers because to him, that's weird). Jeff and Rebecca support it because they think fanfiction and fanart are healthy ways for teenagers to explore gender, sexuality and creativity; they do not read them, though, Gene does and occasionally does fanart for Beckett's fics, but keep them on the down low.

Gene has a crush on Marvel Girl (Jean Grey, not Rachel). Beckett has a crush on Iceman, Spider-Man, and Human Torch.

Jeff and Rebecca made a swear jar for English swears, a swear jar for Yiddish swears, a swear jar for Hebrew swears, and a swear jar for made up language swears. They have over 5,000 dollars in them.

Gene once got Northstars autograph. He also once got Jean-Paul Beaubier's autograph. So far, he's the only person to have figured out his identity by himself.

They live next door to William and Madeline Drake.

The reason Gene and Becket weren’t home when Mother took over is because they were both on multiday field trips to Xaviers School for Gifted Youngsters.

Gene cries when dogs die in movies. A Dogs Journey broke him.

Like Billy, Jeff sleep talks. A lot. Mainly about the structure of a heart and different heart conditions. Often about Rebecca.

[elisaphoenix13]

This Family Is Forever

There was always this pleasant feeling of in between that Stephen enjoyed. Not quite asleep but definitely not awake. He was aware of Tony's warm body that he was curled up against, his spouse's soft snores and the rise and fall of his chest where he laid his head. Anything beyond that bubble was non-existent. The weight of Athena and Apollo never processed, no noises outside of their room…just their breathing. Just the warmth they shared. It was a pleasant limbo that Stephen had been enjoying for…however long he had swam into consciousness. If he was conscious. Sometimes the little bubble ended up being a very vivid dream that was eventually unceremoniously popped and he would find himself alone in bed. Alone with his ever loyal wolf still at his feet of course. Tony and Apollo would be long gone if the coldness of the sheets beside him were any indication.

This was real though, Stephen could tell. With just the slightest bit of adjustment, he threw one of his legs over Tony's, and the man instinctively responded by tightening his arm around him and rubbing his thumb along his shoulder. The motion died down after a few seconds and Tony would lie still. Stephen selfishly enjoyed every moment of the peace–

"Mom!" Stephen's eyes snap open when the door flies open, the sound of the rest of the penthouse–namely their children's daily noise–breaks that wonderful bubble and forces the sorcerer out of his stupor. Tony grumbles beside him because he was unceremoniously woken up from his own bubble.

"Nobody lives here by that name," Tony says for him.

"There is when William is being bullied at school!" America retorts.

Of course that immediately got their attention and Stephen was already sitting up. Tony took a few seconds longer, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"How did you find out about this?" Stephen asks as he slips out of bed to follow his newly adopted daughter out of the room. As she led the way to the youngest twin's room, the man mentally kicked himself for ignoring the signs. The boy had been more withdrawn than usual, staying in his room and declining to spend time with the sorcerer like he usually did, whether to read together, practice his magic, or to simply put together a puzzle.

He even openly avoided Harley and Valerie, making them very put out and hurt. If Stephen really thought about it, he could recall that William very gingerly ate his dinner the night before. The conclusion he came to caused him to see red but he stamped the anger down as he and America approached the room. The door was closed and Stephen at least knocked twice before letting himself in, fully expecting the boy to teleport away to escape the situation, but instead he found the boy sitting on his bed looking defeated.

He was clearly tired of hiding the truth or was aware Stephen would follow him to the ends of the earth to make sure he was okay.

The bruise on his cheek was a clear sign that he wasn't and Stephen's rage boiled in his chest.

"I caught him trying to cover it up," America explains before Stephen can ask. "He's been covering it up for days."

Considering the bruise was still rather dark and large, whatever caused it had to have happened at the beginning of the week. Even more concerning was the fact that Cassie hadn't caught on. She was, unofficially, their eyes on the twins while they were at school because they knew how the boys hid things. It had gotten better, but bullying was something they felt wasn't worth bothering their parents about. Stephen could understand to an extent. Schools had a no bullying policy but never really enforced it, or if they did, suspended both parties and washed their hands of it.

It was Peter all over again. Stephen would have to talk to Tony about the usual funding threat to get the bullying to stop like they had done for Peter. It seemed the only effective solution.

"William," Stephen says softly as he crouches in front of the teen. "What's going on?"

For a moment, William didn't make any indication that he would respond, but finally he said, "they said it's because my parents are both guys."

The words sunk in slowly before finally clicking. William was being bullied because he was gay? And on top of that, because they thought he was gay because of his parents? The notion was laughable considering Cassie had gay parents and she was very happily in a straight relationship with Peter and vice versa. Bullies really reach for a reason to ridicule someone.

"Let me see," Stephen says, reaching up to gently tilt William's head to examine the bruise around his cheekbone. The boy winced at the slightest touch, making the sorcerer frown as he sent some healing magic into it. The color lightened but his body would have to finish the healing itself. "America, will you go run and get some ice please?"

"Yup!" The girl rushes out in an instant.

"I want the names of whoever did this to you and your father and I will take care of this," Stephen tells William, smiling when the boy's eyes widen. "Quietly, I promise. This isn't our first rodeo. What I am curious about is how you managed to hide it from Cassie and Thomas."

"They were home sick the day it happened and you were out doing sorcerer stuff, so when I got home I was able to cover it with some of Cass's make-up," William says quickly, or as Thomas would call it, word-vomiting. "I didn't want to say anything because if you or dad or Harley freak out, then I freak out, and I didn't want you to worry about something so stupid–"

"This isn't stupid," Stephen interrupts sharply as he moves to sit next to William on the bed. "Nothing that hurts you is ever stupid. Even something as small as a paper cut isn't stupid…do you know why?"

William swallows thickly, only looking up when Tony walks in with some ice instead of America, and winces when the older man gently applies it to his face. Tony only let go when William held the ice under his own power and moved his hand to place on top of the boy's dark hair.

"Because you deserve better," Tony answers, having obviously heard what Stephen had said and been updated on the situation by their daughter. "All of you do. Every kid does, really. You and your brother had to take care of each other for a long time because no one else would, but you have this whole new family that would take a bullet for you. Hell, there's even a god downstairs that would blow up the school if you asked him to."

Stephen snorts. "Quill's not going to blow up a school."

"The point," Tony rolls his eyes fondly, continuing. "Is that he would. And if we had you when the snap happened, I would have worked that much harder to get my boys back. Losing Stephen, Harley, and Peter like that…I still have nightmares. And you know what? I have nightmares that it happens to all of my kids. You and Thomas, America, Cassie, the girls…" Tony sighs quietly. "Something that may seem stupid to you, won't be stupid to us. You are our kid and we love you. We want you to be safe, happy, and validated. We want you to feel comfortable calling us if you decide to go out partying without telling us and you end up in some kind of trouble."

William's shoulder slump. "I'm sorry. I just…even after all this time…a part of me is still worried that one little thing will ruin everything."

Tony lifts his head up by his chin and smirks at him. "I told you before and I'll tell you again kid. We're in this for the long haul. There are plenty of actual stupid things Peter and Harley have done that made us want to tear out our hair but they're still here. We still love them. Making mistakes is all a part of growing up. Or, in this case, telling your parents when something not so great is happening at school. Capire?"

William nods. "Yeah."

"Is there anything else you need to talk about or tell us?" Stephen asks.

"No," the teen shakes his head this time. "It's just that, I swear."

"Alright. Do you think you can handle pancakes with some strawberries and whipped cream?" A nod from William sends Stephen out the door to make breakfast, but a near collision with Valerie makes him stop.

"Liam better?" She asks quietly and Stephen smiles and brushes her hair back.

"I think so. Maybe if you ask nicely, he'll play with you until breakfast is ready."

It was enough to make the little girl perk up with a smile before hurrying into William's room, almost running into Tony while doing so. The man was fortunately able to move out of the way and snorted in amusement.

"I'm pretty sure if we did try to get rid of him, your daughter would have something to say about it," Tony jokes and Stephen huffs as he turns and descends the stairs to the kitchen.

"My daughter? Just like Lucy is my daughter when she gets into trouble you put her in?" Stephen challenges.

Tony laughs. "In my defense, Lulu climbs those shelves by herself. She doesn't need any help from me."

"After you taught her to do that, you mean."

"I plead the fifth."

Stephen snorts again and sets about making breakfast while Tony goes in search of their youngest. She was found in the living room watching TV with Diana and America, but was eager to be held by Tony, who returned to the kitchen with her in hand. Lucy was happily rubbing her hands along Tony's goatee with her typical gleeful babbling or an actual English word, and the rest of the kids were slowly leaving their rooms. Probably enticed by the smell of pancakes.

"Quill would blow up the school if it were Cassie," Tony suddenly says.

"Quill would find a way to disintegrate someone with lasers from his eyeballs if someone so much as sneezes in her's or Scott's general direction," Stephen responds flatly.

"Don't give him any ideas," Peter yawns, and plops into a seat at the breakfast counter. "He already gave some guy at her school the side eye when he had to go pick her up when she was sick. Like you said, the poor guy just sneezed."

"Was he sitting next to her?" Tony asks.

"I think so. They were both in the office."

"Then he probably silently accused him of making Miss Sass sick," Tony says. "Quill's planning his demise as we speak."

Stephen rolls his eyes and tunes the two of them out as he finishes breakfast, but keeps an ear out when he hears Harley talking to William. He couldn't hear much of what his oldest was saying, but it was clear that he was fussing over his boyfriend and irritated at whoever hurt him. He was surprised to hear Valerie reprimand Harley for upsetting William because of the fussing.

"If you think Quill's bad, I wouldn't want to get on Valerie's bad side when it comes to William," Stephen says to Tony and Peter. "I'm sure she's ready to push Harley out of the room."

"Val?" Peter gawks and gasps dramatically when Stephen smirks. "What is this world coming to?!"

"I saw a stare down between her and Sam when he tried to talk to Will about something that was obviously upsetting him," Thomas adds nonchalantly as he joins them. "She didn't even glare or anything. Just stared. Sam left."

"Seriously. What's this world coming to?" Peter mumbles and Stephen chuckles.

The twins weren't the only ones learning and growing up it seemed.

[wolf-mask]

Unsure if anyone will see this or any of my followers read the marvel comics but i just keep thinking about Vision and how this man-android hasn’t produced a single straight child (in a manner of speaking).

His first marriage: Billy and Tommy with Wanda. Neither of these guys are straight. Billy is gay and married to his space prince alien husband. Tommy is bisexual and in a relationship with an X-man.

His second marriage: 2 kids, daughter and son. Unfortunately we will never know about the son but Vivian Vision is a big ol lesbian.

Dude cannot make straight kids, and I love it.

[agentofagony]

Teddy : oh please David.So we left Tommy with Loki what's the worst thing that could happen?

David :

Teddy :

Teddy : oh,shit we left tommy with LOKI!

[coalbone]

Did anyone ask for some kitty xmen content...

If you have more suggestions for xmen kitty designs let me know

[sippingonhottea]

No, but I love how everytime I roleplay with a Tommy roleplayer Loki and Tommy ends up enemies.

[heckcareoxytwit]

Quicksilver and Speed have their team-up moment

Scarlet Witch & Quicksilver #3, 2024

[ironladders]

(original tweet from here)

[amarvelousshit]

I made this joke to my friends and no one appreciated my historical marvel joke. Hopefully the this finds it’s target audience.

[estrelitavi]

⊹˚CÉLERE (Speed) 🌪 ICONS ◌‧₊˚·

;LIKE/REBLOG IF YOU SAVE/USE.♡̷̷ˎˊ-

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

How are they gonna get Billy and Tommy back in the MCU since that plan kinda fell through in this movie

Knowing Marvel, someone will find a way. I mean, "Agents of SHIELD" brought back Coulson by saying that a bunch of space rocks made a clone of him that got possessed by an Incan god. I'm sure Marvel Studios will find some way to get the boys back, even if it's convoluted as hell.

They could just go the comic route and say that they were "reincarnated" as Billy Kaplan and Thomas Shepherd. Like they developed a "soul" because of chaos magic and Wanda's influence.

[elisaphoenix13]

A Warm Summer Day

It was a nice summer day at the lake house. All the kids were outside playing, even Valerie and Lucy who were both being carefully supervised by the older children, and Stephen decided to stay inside and enjoy the air conditioning. He had no earthly clue what Tony was up to but Stephen would bet money he was working on a new project. The man never really could stop tinkering. His hands were almost always busy with something.

But Stephen trusted his children enough to sit near the window and occasionally glance out to check on them all, and enjoy some iced tea and a book. He was comfortably stretched out on the couch with his book of choice, a mystery novel that sounded interesting when he saw it at the bookstore, and a glass of iced tea on a coaster on the coffee table. After turning a page and grabbing said glass, he took a sip–

QUACK.

Stephen blinked. That definitely wasn't an animal they owned. When he looked up over the rim of his glass, he watched as a duck waddled across the floor like it owned the place. A quick glance out the window reassured him that this wasn't some elaborate prank by his children since they were all busy playing, so this duck must have waddled in through Athena's dog door.

He did seem to hear it flap but he was so accustomed to hearing it even when Athena was with him that he didn't think anything of it. Flynn and Tibbs also used it regularly. Stephen even caught Pudge using it on one occasion though he wasn't sure how that was possible. The owl was extremely small and couldn't have been strong enough to push the flap open…but he did somehow.

Gerald and Emir were too big for the pet door.

QUACK.

Stephen sighs and sets his glass back down to look at the duck across the room. It's attention was currently on Athena's water bowl which it was drinking water from so Stephen gave it a few moments to hydrate before petting his wolf's head and nodding toward the duck.

"Go on. Send it back outside. Gently."

Athena huffs and lifts her head from Stephen's lap before jumping down from the couch to herd the duck back out the pet door. It quacked with indignation at first, but fortunately headed for the door when Athena nudged it again. Once the duck was safely through, the wolf returned to the couch, jumped up, and laid her head back down in Stephen's lap. As he pet her in silent praise, the back door opened and Tony walked in with a raised eyebrow.

"Did I just see a duck walk out of the house?" He asks and Stephen snorts.

"You did. It just wandered in like it lived here. I had Athena show it back out. Maybe you should consider making it openable only to our pets." Stephen suggests.

Tony hums and rubs his chin in thought after joining Stephen on the couch. On the other end though since the sorcerer was currently stretched out on the shorter part of the L and Athena was using his lap as a pillow.

"Well it would be easy to put something on Tibbs and Flynn's collars but Athena doesn't normally wear one." Tony says. "Maybe I can design a chip instead. It would be a good idea to chip them all anyway."

"As long as it would be safe for our shifters."

Tony nods. "It'll be fine. I'll make it small."

"You can add it to your neverending list of projects then. What were you working on today?" Stephen asks and turns another page.

"Something Lucy friendly so she can help out in the lab and garage. I think I've successfully turned her into a grease monkey. She's getting to that age." Tony smiles softly. "They grow up too fast."

Stephen looks back up from his book, over at his husband, and then out the window when he finds Tony watching the kids. It was true. The kids grew up too fast. Harley and Peter were in college, Cassie and the twins were in their senior year of high school, Diana was in third grade, and Valerie…well she would be getting ready for preschool soon. Whether she would actually go long enough from Stephen's hip was another thing entirely.

And now Lucy was walking. Running really. She was definitely Tony's child the way she ran around getting into everything. She was a handful the moment she learned to crawl.

"We could…always try to even things out." Stephen mumbles.

Tony looks over at him. "What?"

"We've got four boys and three girls…"

"Isn't the magic random?" Tony chuckles. "It could give us a boy and then what? We keep using it until we have the same amount of each?"

Stephen smirks. "It's not like we don't have the space, the money, or the babysitters."

"I'm pretty sure Wong has been very tempted to burn that book." Tony jokes.

"He says things like that but he loves the girls. And William. The other boys apparently are menaces to society."

"Give Lucy time and she'll be one of them too." Tony says and gets back up. "I'll go check on the two youngest and go see about that chip. I'd rather not be forced to adopt a duck. Especially if the kids didn't have anything to do with it."

"I do not want a duck."

"Great. Heard they're assholes anyway." Tony says and gets close enough to lean down and kiss him then leaves through the back door again.

Well he didn't outright say no, Stephen thinks. Another kid wasn't actively on his mind this time. It was just a thought when Tony had said something about their kids growing up too fast. In reality, even when Tony passed–from old age Stephen firmly told himself–he could still use the book to create children and they would always be Tony's. Stephen didn't think he would ever date or remarry when that day finally came, but there was a small comfort in knowing that any children he conjured up afterwards would share his husband's blood.

A small comfort because it still wouldn't be fair to the child not to be able to meet their father. 

But he still has at least another twenty years to share with Tony. Stephen wasn't going to worry about any of that until he had to.

So he tossed those maudlin thoughts far back to the recesses of his mind and turned his attention back to his book, and enjoyed it as well as the sounds of his children's happy screaming and laughter. The splashing was almost just as loud and Lucy even let out a couple of elated squeals. A quick glance out the window showed Thomas holding her by her hands at the water's edge and letting Lucy make little jumps and kick her feet. William was nearby holding Valerie in the water away from the rest of the kids who were splashing each other or having a contest of who could make the biggest splash with a cannonball.

Stephen remembered the first time he watched the kids in the lake after the snap. It put him on edge because all he could think about was Donna. How she drowned and no matter what he did, he couldn't save her. He insisted on adult supervision for a long time because Harley and Peter were around the same age she was when it happened. Donna was seventeen and he had been nineteen.

His parents never forgave him after the accident. Donna was one of the reasons he became a doctor. When he left home, he didn't have any interest in trying to reconcile with his parents. He kept in touch with Victor as much as he could…but then he was killed in a car accident.

So Stephen understood Peter's fear. Understood why he thought he was bad luck when it came to family. But now they both had this family. And Stephen would keep it, come hell or high water.

He eventually gave up on his book and set it down on the coffee table and retrieved his half empty glass instead before getting up. Athena was forced to lift her head and she dutifully followed when he walked into the kitchen to refill his iced tea. Once that was done, he opened the freezer and grabbed the box of popsicles the kids would no doubt appreciate on a hot day like this and after playing in the lake for so long.

"I think today is a day to have dessert first before lunch," Stephen says to Athena. She woofs softly and turns to go through the doggy door and the sorcerer picks up his glass and opens the back door to follow her.

Thomas and Lucy had since sat down at the water's edge and Lucy was happily splashing away with her hands, but the rest of the kids were sitting on the small pier with their towels over their shoulders. Or in Valerie's case, completely wrapped around her. With the heat though, Stephen knew she would quickly shed it and let the heat finish drying her.

"Do you guys want popsicles?" Stephen calls out and holds up the box for them to see.

"I want cherry!" Peter hollers instantly before getting up and jogging over. Stephen chuckles and holds the box up higher.

"What are you? Five?"

"And a half!" Peter snarks before snatching the box and digging out a cherry popsicle just as the other kids join them.

"Liam, I want grape!" Valerie requests and he nods.

"Okay, the angel wants a grape and I want orange." William says and takes them from Peter.

As the kids request a flavor, Stephen manages to snag a line flavored one. "What do you kids want for lunch?"

"Oh! I can make lunch for everyone!" Cassie offers but Stephen shakes his head with a smile.

"That's alright but thank you. Enjoy being a kid while you can."

"Why don't we just have pizza?" Thomas suggests as he holds Lucy's popsicle for her to bite into.

Stephen nods. "We can do pizza. Is your father in the garage?"

"Yup! Daddy has the door open so he can see us!" Diana answers helpfully before scrunching her nose. "He said he was making chips."

"Not to eat." Stephen chuckles. For the pets and the door. We had a visitor come unannounced that Athena had to show back out. A duck to be precise."

Harley grins. "We have a pet duck?!"

"No we do not."

"Aww too bad. Lucy could have had a bath with a real duck instead of a rubber one."

William snorts. "Don't give her or Dad any ideas."

Stephen takes the empty box from Peter. "I'll go order the pizza. If you're done swimming, make sure to clean up whatever you're done using. Don't leave the towels outside again. And try to cool down in the shade. I don't need any of you having a heat stroke."

"Maybe you should change into your swimsuit and get some sun. You need it." Harley says.

"I don't tan, I burn. You know that." Stephen huffs.

"If you do, then Dad can very lovingly put aloe on your sunburn!" Peter calls out as Stephen walks away to throw the box in the recycling bin.

"I would never leave the room then," Stephen mutters.

Of course, with his enhanced hearing, Peter laughed. It was enough to tell the older kids what Stephen had said out of earshot and they laughed too.

"Isn't that the point?" Cassie says loudly and Stephen sighs.