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Rosa and Victor Vasquez going out in public but they have to put leashes on all the kids cause there are so many and someone’s always trying to run off

Headcanon that all the Vazquez kids are notorious for using Freddy’s crutch to hit bullies.

Billy, Eugene, Mary, and Freddy himself have all definitely done it (more than once)

But you know you’ve really fucked up when Darla or Pedro are coming at you with that freaking crutch

Freddy and Eugene seem like the type of kids to swear as much as possible if given the excuse

Also most of my info about the other kids (Darla, Eugene, Pedro) is coming from the movies and fics, so don’t take it to heart if it’s inaccurate.

Here’s the Shazam family as cats I drew a few years ago. They’re based on the movie versions.

Some random Billy & Darla sketches tonight because I want to get more comfortable with posting unfinished art,,, 🌻🩸⚡️💜🎉

Maybe I’ll post some more sketches soon also just to practice storytelling by using my art :p yk how it is.

Okay bye!!~ ✨

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! ~✨

Finished Darla’s Shazam design! ^_^ 💜⚡️🔮✨

I kinda wanted to give her some Sailor Moon vibes because I know that she would think of herself as Sailor Moon when she uses her powers. She also probably says that the powers of Shazam make them all “magical girls”, and although the boys don’t really like that comparison, Mary always encourages it lol.

My Darla redesign, and also my work in progress for her superhero form!! 💜✨🔮⚡️

I know I won’t get a chance to finish this tonight because normally going from the building/sketching stage to line art is at least an hour or two, not to mention coloring and shading LOL.

I’m still not exactly satisfied with the current proportions/pose, but it’s bedtime for me rn,,, I’m very sleepy haha.

But, I also redesigned Darla to give her a fuzzy oversized sweater and some stripped leggings! I also gave her some necklaces and soft winter boots! :D

Enjoy~ ✨

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CHARACTER SHEET

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NAME: Darla Dudley

AGE: 13 years old

BIRTHDAY: March 5th 1994

HEIGHT: 5’1 /157 cm

STATUS: Alive

OCCUPATION: Student at Fawcett High

SPECIES: Human

HAIR COLOR: Black

EYE COLOR: Dark Brown

OTHER INFO: None

PERSONALITY/NARRATIVE ROLE

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Darla is the heart of her household. She’s a kind and loving girl who’s still filled with childlike wonder. She is the character who is always lookout for the silver lining in every situation.

Darla’s role in the story is to be the empathetic peacekeeper of the group. She is the sibling that hates conflict and tries to see all aspects of a situation to help find solutions to problems.

She is there to remedy situations and get everyone on the same page whenever her siblings start to argue.

She is the sibling that opens her heart to Billy first despite his cold personality, and welcomes him with open arms.

LESSON OVERVIEW

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Darla’s lesson throughout the story is showing Billy the importance of giving people second chances and understanding people before you place judgement on them.

Helping him understand that in order to be a good hero and a good brother he has to open up and let others in. Over the story Billy has moments where he tries to fly solo, but Darla is always the first one to welcome him back despite his mistakes.

Darla’s loving and sweet personality gives Billy insight into how it’s important to give people second chances and intervene when others are in trouble. Billy has done noble things in the past however, Darla is a living reminder of why these values matter.

End.

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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.

Work in progress low res screenshot of my version of the Shazamly!! ⚡️

I mostly formatted my WIP like this because I am in between art styles right now and just drawing for the sake of fun atm before I settle on a style >_>

But so far we got Mary,Billy,Freddy, and Darla!

Writing below!! ✍️📝💞💗🌷

Ok so in my version of the story Mary and Billy are both 15. Mary is a few months older. Freddy is 17. And Darla is 13. I mostly just want to focus on these 4 characters since I think having 6 siblings is a lot,,, I think I can build a really good dynamic between these 4 and have them all get a good amount of development and interactions!!

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We got Billy who is the main character obs. He’s gonna have a reserved personality at first and slowly slide more towards a friendly, bold, and impulsive personality. Especially once he gets comfortable with the other siblings. He can be reckless at times, especially when building off ideas with Freddy. However, he does have a strong moral compass that keeps him grounded.

Mary is his complete and total opposite. She’s a very anxious goody two shoes who tries to keep her siblings out of trouble. She gets overwhelmed easy, and relies on her siblings to bring her back to reality and calm her mind when needed.

Freddy is the most social sibling. In this version he’s kinda a grifter. Kinda like now in the nu52 when he was selling forged doctor notes to kids. He does things like that. But, he’s very extroverted and a lot of people know him for his colorful reputation. He loves being the oldest of the group using his influence both for fun and mischief.

And Darla is pretty much who she always is. The youngest, the sweetest, the one who expresses her love for her siblings the most. She’s very kind and she works hard to empathize with others. She’s the first to help misunderstandings and resolve other’s conflicts, especially when her siblings are fighting.

Hopefully I will draw them all together soon!! 💞

HELLO??? GUYS LOOK WHAT I FOUND AT MY BOOK STORE OH MH GOF I FIDNT KNOW THEY HAD SHAZAM HERE

I WOULD BUY THEM BUT ITD SO EXPENSIVE HERE💔💔💔💔could only buy like two comics and those were RM175 altogether we're so baked🥀