Powers Of Living Lighting Practice~ ⚡️✨

Neurodiversity strikes again with my Shazam! Hyper-fixation,,,,

Here’s my take on the character of Billy Batson. It’s kinda mostly based off of the 2019 film but also a little bit on the new52 comics soo yeah >_> ⚡️

Lol this is actually my first time drawing a superhero so it’s kinda outside of my normal comfort zone

Just finished Darla’s slightly older design! Now she’s with everyone else, yay! She’s about 15 in this design so all the ages go, Darla 15, Mary 16, Billy 16, Freddy 18. And I’m done with the main cast now yippieeee! ~✨

Note: I always say “about (age)” when I post designs, because since I have birthdays for all of them it really depends on the time of year I’m writing In. 💀

But if you were curious of the birthdays I gave them it’s,,,

Darla - March 5th

Mary - September 19th

Billy - December 23rd

Freddy - May 21st

SoOoOoo, yeah! ~✨

Here’s my own version of the Shazam logo‼️‼️⚡️✨

I’ll have to refine it a little bit later in case there are any stray pixels I missed but progress pics will be attached below!

I made this logo on photoshop using their 3D tools. Then, after I was done doing that I took my 3D assets into procreate on my iPad so I could add a bunch of just lighting and filters and stuff. I wanted to make it similar to the 2019 movie logo, but I think maybe I’ll scale back the dramatic lighting so that way the golden accents on the letters come through better,,, but this is what I have for tonight! :D

Enjoy! ~✨

🖤⚡️ My Black Adam Design ⚡️🖤

Lol I ended up tracing over my original Shazam design because I was mostly working on this drawing while I was at work, on my phone.

I had it a lot more purple at first but then changed it over to be more of a worn bronze color.

Enjoy~✨

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The Rock of Eternity is a magical location that gently coasts over the magic realm on a floating island. It’s located in a magical other-world away from Earth, and it’s filled to the brim with magical knowledge and artifacts.

The Rock of Eternity is used as a historical archive for magical resources and is watched over by The Wizard and Tawny.

➸ The Rock of Eternity Drawings

- Introduction To The Rock of Eternity

- The Rock of Eternity (Work in Progress)

- The Rock of Eternity (Completed~)

[ Art/Drawing Index | Master List ]

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐌! 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

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NOTE: Hello all! Just wanted to update you with my current writing progress so far. I just finished writing my first chapter of S!CoBL and I’m posting it here to tumblr!

I don’t currently have a schedule for when I’m going to release this series, cause this is my first project of this scale so I’m just kinda writing as I go along. I already have all the major story beats planned out, it’s just a matter of turning plot points into actual writing lol.

But I also just wanted to say that I actually formatted this story in a strange way… You see my writing sample is written in first person pov however, this story I originally wrote in screenplay format and translated into third person. So hopefully you all will like this style of writing too, as it comes a lot more natural to me than trying to force myself into first person pov writing.

Anyways, enjoy~ ✨

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INT. SUPERSTORE - NIGHT (YEARS AGO)

A young Billy, no older than four, walks alongside a shopping cart. His mother, Marilyn, an exasperated woman in her early twenties, fumbles through her purse as her shopping cart comes to a full stop. She glances over at Billy.

"Stay right here, baby. I'll be back in a minute."

Unbeknownst to Billy, Marilyn was a local dealer who was currently low on cash as a young mother. She had reluctantly brought Billy along for a late-night "meetup," uneasy about leaving him home alone at his age.

As Marilyn hurried away, Billy's attention was lured by the laughter of two children engrossed in play with action figures and dolls. Their voices echoed through the aisles.

"Woah! What toy is that?"

"It's Star Commander Ultra! He's the bravest hero in the galaxy.”

The child's younger sister chimed in, trying to brag about her doll as well, in hopes of getting some attention from Billy and her brother.

"Well, my doll is Princess Butterfly Sparkle Glitter, and she's the bravest and the coolest in all twelve galaxies!”

"There's only one galaxy, Macy." He said, as his eyebrows dropped. Seemingly familiar with his sister's need to be the center of attention in every situation.

Amidst their banter, they agree to let Billy in on their game as they go back to running around the store shouting and having fun.

Suddenly, a mother's voice pierced through the aisles, in an attempt to round-up her children. She shouted across the aisle that she was done shopping, and they were leaving. The children hastily said goodbye to Billy as they ran off to catch up with their mother.

Now left completely alone, Billy's anxiety surged. He realized he wasn't able to find the shopping cart his mother had told him to wait by.

Roaming a handful of aisles, his confusion and panic grew as he felt every second scrape by.

As Billy hastily rounded a corner, he collided with the legs of a police officer, falling to the ground, stopping his search completely. A tall blonde woman who was looking down at him in surprise.

"Oh, whoopsies! Haha, that's alright bud. You okay?"

Although Billy didn't respond, he read the name that was sewn into her uniform, Lindsay.

Officer Lindsay helped him to his feet. Her concern deepens as she looks around the store, realizing this child is unattended. She takes it upon herself to help Billy find his mother.

As Billy and Officer Lindsay roam the store looking for Marilyn, they eventually find her in a heated discussion with some of the employees at the store. Marilyn's face drops. She is suddenly pale with shock as she realizes her son is being escorted by a police officer.

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EXT. SUPERSTORE - NIGHT

Marilyn was led away, leaving Officer Lindsay to return to Billy. She knelt down to his level.

"Hey bud, how do you feel about coloring books? If you want we could color together in this book that I brought with me.”

Billy doesn’t reply. He just stands in silence looking around, seemingly confused about the situation, not sure where his mother is.

“I could really use your help with coloring these tigers, if you wanted to help me out.” Officer Lindsay continued.

Billy agreed, oblivious to the chaos around him. He followed Officer Lindsay's lead, as she was a calming distraction from the situation.

The last thing Billy remembers is Officer Lindsay taking his hand and leading him away from the arrest of his mother.

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INT. SOCIAL WORKER'S OFFICE - DAY ( PRESENT DAY )

The sounds of the night slowly start to fade into the background. Blending together until they make a voice. The voice of Mrs.Kelly, Billy’s social worker.

“Billy…Billy”

A now teenage Billy lightly flinches as he snaps back into reality, realizing he is being called.

"Come on in, Let's talk." Mrs.Kelly said as she beckoned him into her office with her hand.

Her office was well-worn, a place Billy had been countless times. The room filled with a light clutter everywhere. Filled to the brim with books,binders and paperwork she was in the middle of sorting through.

Billy enters the room and tosses his backpack onto one of the open seats in her office, and with a few stretches, made himself comfortable. It was clear he was in no rush to sit down.

"Ah, how could I forget, ol' reliable. Billy said as he gestured towards the chairs in front of Mrs.Kelly's desk as he looked over at her with a slight grin. "You know, instead of you guys spending all this time and money trying to put me into a foster home, I could just live here instead."

The air grew charged as they faced each other.

Mrs.Kelly's patience was wearing thin, worn down by Billy's snarky tone.

"Billy, you know we're running out of options here. I’m really gonna need you to get your act together."

Billy's eyes narrowed, a touch of bitterness seeping into his voice.

"Uh-huh."

"You already know why you’re here," she continued.

"I do."

"And you already know what I’m gonna say."

"True."

With a casual crossing of his arms, he settled further into his chair, poised to mimic Mrs.Kelly as they spoke in unison.

"That I brought you in here today to tell you that you’ve been assigned to a new foster home," they synchronized.

She let out a sigh, clearly accustomed to Billy’s attitude.

"Look, I know it's been a tough year for you. But this time has to be different."

She locked eyes with Billy, her authoritative gaze cutting through his playful exterior.

"This time, you've got to give them a chance."

Billy's gaze hardened, his frustration simmering beneath the surface.

"A chance? How many chances do I have to give? How many 'homes' will I go through before you guys actually start listening to me? I don’t need a fake family to play pretend with. I have a family, I have a mom, they’re out there, looking for me."

Mrs.Kelly’s expression softened, a mix of empathy and weariness.

"Billy, we’re not going to have this discussion again, we’ve been over this. You can do whatever you want when you’re 18, but for now the state is responsible for you. Which means I’m responsible for you, and I need you to try and play along, just a little longer."

Billy's guard wavered for a moment, temporarily exposing his feelings of rejection and hopelessness that lie beneath his sarcastic tone.

"But I’m tired of it. I just wanna make my own decisions instead of you guys and your 'agency' shoving fake families and broken homes onto me like I’m some sort of charity case."

Mrs.Kelly leaned back, letting out a sigh. She knew she was dealing with a determined young man who’d clearly had a rough start to life.

"You’re not a charity case, you’re a young man. A young man with a bright future ahead of you, and we’re just trying to do what’s best for you."

She paused, ensuring she had Billy’s attention despite his sudden drop in bravado.

"I’m trying to do what’s best for you."

Billy nodded, a hint of reluctant acknowledgment. Then, with a sharp scoff, he adds,

"Yeah, I've heard that one before too."

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Okay guys here’s my writing sample for my current work in progress!

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Shazam: City of Brotherly Love

Chapter one: Work in Progress

(Revision: fight scene fix & grammar fix )

It was an early autumn day. The kind of day where the wind was cool and brisk, but the sun covered everything with a subtle warmth that I could feel against my skin. I was intermixed in the small crowd that was my new foster siblings as we walked down the block, on our way to school. It was my first day at Fawcett High, my second day at the Vasquez house, and my third time getting reassigned to a new home this year.

I’ve done a lot of moving around, especially these past few years, but I don’t let that stuff get to me. I am so close to actually finding my mom this time around. I’m just really hoping the kids in this group home actually leave my stuff alone. I always keep the most important things in my backpack anyways, because I get tired of people rummaging through my belongings when I'm not looking.

As Freddy and Mary talked amongst themselves, the youngest kid in the group home was most excited to give me a tour. Her name was Darla, and it was the easiest to remember because she wrote it on a banner she hung on the wall, over the bed I was sleeping in this past weekend.

She talked the entire time. And I felt kinda bad that she was wasting her breath, because I was only half listening anyways, tuning in and out of her descriptions as we made our way into the school. It was a very familiar scene. A sea of a thousand faces passing by. People talking, people screaming, people jumping, hugging, and twirling each other around as if they didn’t just see each other yesterday.

Darla’s voice pulled me back out of my train of thought. “And here’s the main hallway. This school is pretty big so if you get lost, there's a map over there. But I think for today I could walk you to your first class just in case.”

Freddy cut into the conversation , “Hey, I think he’s got it from here, D. I know you’re excited for him to have his first day at Fawcett, but let’s just give him a little room to breathe for now.”

As we made our way over to their lockers, Darla went with Mary and stopped at her locker first. I continued walking down the hall following Freddy’s lead as we made our way to his locker. He looked over at me with a hint of concern in his eye. I felt his gaze look me up and down quickly before taking a step closer. “Hey dude, you’re okay, right? I know this is a lot for one morning.”

I rubbed the bridge of my nose while I took a second to think. Doing the whole “new foster kid” thing at almost every school in West Philly didn’t really phase me, but I was pissed that I got reassigned to a group home on the other side of town. I knew getting caught was going to be a major setback and I still had a lot of work to do if I was gonna keep trying to find mom. Not to mention I already spent what little money I had on bus passes and subway tokens.

I look back at Freddy, “Yeah, I’m fine.” I let myself fall back onto the lockers to lean on them as we continue talking.

“Don’t worry. I know new faces, new school, new home. It’s a lot. I get it, but I genuinely think once you kinda get the feel for things around here you’re gonna fit in perfectly.”

“Everyone says that, Freddy.” I look off to the side, avoiding eye contact as he shoots me an abrupt look of confusion, tilting his head to one side as he furrowed his eyebrows, seemingly at a loss for words.

“Look. I don’t mean to be a dick but, I don’t plan on staying here for long. I'm sure you guys are lovely, but I already have a family. I already have a mom. They’re out there, looking for me. I know it.”

Freddy let out a small sigh. “Billy, look. I know this shit sucks, hard. Everyone in this house has done their fair share of running away too. We’ve all tried it at least once. But, you should at least give this place a chance.”

I lightly scoffed at the idea. “Yeah, well whatever, I guess.”

“Listen I know I can’t stop you if you’ve already got your mind set on looking for your mom. But, just between us, I would just try to settle down somewhere until you age out of the system so you can at least keep a roof over your head.” I could see his expression grow more concerned as he spoke. “I just don’t want you to run out of places you can fall back on.”

As I opened my mouth to reply, I was interrupted by the loud crash that was two upperclassmen barging down the hall. To my unfortunate surprise they slam open the locker door next to Freddy, nearly crushing his hand in the process. Freddy scoffed, annoyed as we saw them jam wads of crumpled papers into their lockers.

“Hey Freeman, you wanna keep your crutches to yourself bro?” One of the guys said as he pushed Freddy’s crutch with his shoe.

“Seriously man, how many peoples toes do you smash with that thing in a day?”

Freddy took a step back. “Dude, I was here first, and I was almost done anyways. What’s your problem?”

Both of the upperclassmen started to smirk at each other in amusement. “It was just a joke man, you don’t have to be so soft all the time.” Then he pushed Freddy backwards into me and I felt the weight of his body hit me like a bag of sand. I helped him regain his balance so he didn’t get the chance to fully hit the ground. But these douchebags were seriously just okay with doing this?

“Freddy, who the hell are these guys?” I whisper to him as I hear Mary shout in the distance. Slamming her locker and starting to yell at them as she stomps over.

Freddy says, “They’re the Bryers. Most annoying dudes in school.” He rolls his eyes. “They’re both technically in my grade but one of them is a super senior, so he should’ve already graduated by now.”

“Yeah, that guy who shoved you looks like he’s pushing thirty. He should probably worry more about figuring out his plans for retirement instead of being a dick.”

Freddy covers his mouth with his free hand as we both start to giggle to ourselves. Then as we regain our chill we start to tune back into Mary’s scolding. “And another thing, literally half the things you guys say aren’t even “jokes”. They’re just shallow insults you guys laugh after saying because you guys are assholes.”

Freddy seemed a little taken aback by Mary calling someone an asshole, especially since Darla was standing only a few feet away.

“You guys need to grow up. You’re not funny, no one here likes you, and you guys need to learn to keep your hands to yourself and leave people alone!”

I started to wince a bit at the scenario playing before me. I could tell that Mary was pissed, and that she meant every word she said. She was standing up for her brother, and I respect that. But, after every word the Bryers just smiled and giggled to each other more and more. They didn’t care about anything she was saying, they were just getting entertainment out of the fact that she was so mad her face was turning red.

They continued to take turns taunting. One of them jumped back into the conversation, “What are you gonna do about it Bromfield? Give me a lecture? Send me to my room? Mary please, you’re such a baby. Just because you like to boss people around all day and play pretend mom for your fake siblings doesn’t actually make you the boss of anyone. It just makes you look like a massive dork.”

Mary recoiled in disbelief. Any red in her cheeks that she lost catching her breath in the passing moments came back twofold.

I spoke up from behind Mary as she whipped her head around, almost seemingly like she forgot that Freddy and I were witnessing these boneheads too. “You guys are being total assholes for no reason.”

The brothers pushed Mary out of the way and walked over to me and Freddy. Their faces etched with both disgust and confusion. “ I don’t know who this guy is, but let’s get one thing straight. We weren’t being assholes, you guys are just babies. Do none of you guys know what a joke is or are you guys just soft or something?”

“At least I’m not soft in the head, like you two are.”

Freddy shot me an alarmed side eye as the brothers talked amongst each other. Under their breath I could hear one of them say. “Did you just call us stupid?” He said as he shoved me with annoyance.

“Get your gross-ass hands off of me!” I fired back as I shoved the younger brother into his older brother as a taste of his own medicine.

Then they both started to walk closer to me, their figures blocking out the lights in the hall as the smell of body odor and old milk started to creep into my nose. I took a step back to try and preserve my personal space.

“We’re not soft in the skull, dipshit. But you might be.” One of the brothers said as he grabbed my head and slammed it into the wall of lockers behind me.

A sharp jolt of pain shot through every inch of my skull as I grabbed the back of my head in sudden agony. I accidentally let out a small yelp as the feeling erupted through all my nerves. Overwhelming me before I could even process what just happened.

The loud crash of the lockers made everyone in the hall start to look in our direction.Their faces slightly blurred as a sudden wave of dizziness tuned out the shouts of the growing crowd. It was time to go. I ducked under one of the brothers arms and tried to make a break for the exit, only making it two steps before I was yanked backwards by the hood of my jacket.

I tried to squirm around to break free, trying to focus more on escaping than landing any hits, but I was hardly able to keep my feet on the ground. The younger brother put his arms underneath both of my armpits, locking me into place and forcing both of my arms out to the side. Leaving me in an extremely unfavorable position to win this fight.

The older of the two brothers started to roll up his sleeve as he stomped closer to me, winding up his fist to punch me as hard as he could. The faint sounds of Freddy and Mary shouting at them to stop faded into the distance as I saw his fist come hurtling towards me.

I had only seconds before I was either about to lose either some of my teeth or some of my breakfast. So I had to think fast. As the younger of the two brothers was still struggling to hold me still I reflexively ducked just in time to hear the *click* of his brother’s knuckles colliding full force into his jaw.

The feeling of the icy cold floor was an immediate taste of relief that I never thought I’d feel as I got up and started to make a run for it. The bell for first period rang throughout the halls as I saw a flock of adults running over to the Bryers. I escaped and made my way out the front two doors. As I sprinted out to the sidewalk I heard the Bryers burst out of the school’s front doors right behind me, cussing me out as they began to chase after me.

Not the best first day I’ve ever had, but definitely one of the most entertaining ones.

End.

Just read the new Shazam comic and thinking about re-designing my outfit for Freddy. I thought the blue scarf was a serve, but I think I only really liked it in Dan Mora’s art style lol.

Anyways, as I was reading I was thinking about how I’m kinda not a fan of when writers kinda write Shazam & Billy as two different people? I’ve seen a few iterations of the comics do this but I’m never sure why? It just kinda seems like more work imo to write them as separate characters???

Maybe there is some appeal in like the magical “other-self” or “idealized-self” areas of fantasy, but I feel like the Shazam mythos covers that either way? Anyways that’s my hot take lmk which you prefer and drop a comment if you wanna let me know your reasoning~ ✨

Bonus: please enjoy these random sketches xoxo

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➸ Billy Batson’s Character Info

- Character Introduction Sheet

- Character Arc Sheet

- Character Lore/Background info

- Character Relations Sheet

➸ Billy Batson Writing Posts

- Billy Character Analysis Breakdown

➸ Billy Batson Drawings

- Char. Designs For Mary and Billy

- Char. Designs Mary/Freddy/Billy

- Char. Designs Mary/Freddy/Billy/Darla

- Char. Designs Rosa and Billy

- Char. Designs Samara and Billy

- Char. Designs Shazam and Billy

- Char. Designs “Older” Shazam/Billy

- Char Designs “Older” Freddy and Billy

- Char Designs “Older” Mary/Freddy/Billy

- Billy and Darla Sibling Piggyback Ride

- Powers of Living Lightning

- Shazam and Black Adam

- Billy head rotations practice

- Billy and Freddy at School Lockers

- Billy/Shazam “living light” concept

- Billy Batson enters Rock of Eternity

- Billy/Shazam and the Wizard

- Shazam 3/4ths profile

- Billy/Samara “Something Sweet” Ship Art

- Billy comic concept “inside Shazamly spell”

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➸ Story info/Description

➸ Character Introduction Sheets

➸ Screenplay Formatting

➸ Alternate 3rd Person Formatting

➸ Latest Update

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