Okay A New Interesting Addition To My Current Lineup, This Is Samara Sommerly! 🌱📚

Kinda a more interesting post for tonight. This is a comic page mock-up that I did for the third act of my Shazam story! ^_^ ⚡️

The idea here is that this is kinda the “inside” of the spell that allows Billy to share his powers with his siblings. In this scene Billy’s has just gotten ahold of The Wizard’s staff, causing it to activate its magic. So, we see a glimpse of Billy and all his siblings starting to magically float off the ground during the final battle against Black Adam. Showing that they are being affected by a spell of some sort.

Then, suddenly Billy is transported into this “mind palace”, that is a kinda like a shared liminal space to represent the connection Billy has formed with his siblings over the course of the story. When Billy is transported here, he finds shadowy figures of his siblings standing in the middle of a black, shadowy, fog.

He quickly approaches them, scared and confused. He’s unsure of what is happening, because he’s just not that familiar with magic yet. He’s trying to talk to Freddy, and ask him for help, but Freddy is not able to respond/interact with Billy. This shadowy figure is kinda like a “placeholder” for Freddy, and the other siblings as well. So, that’s why he’s unresponsive in this scene.

However, while this spell is happening, Tawny is trying to get through to Billy. Shouting at him to say the magic word, “Shazam” and complete the spell. Then, once Billy hears Tawny’s voice echo through this liminal space, he says the magic word, completes the spell, snaps back into reality, and sees that he’s temporarily empowered his foster siblings with the powers of living lighting. Meaning, this is my introduction to the Shazamly! Yay! 🎉

Once the spell is completed these shadowy “placeholders” for his siblings will be replaced with their actual consciousness, and they’ll look like their normal selves. Meaning, that when they all are using the powers of Shazam, they’ll have a shared liminal space where they can sense each other’s connection. However, we don’t see this “setting” again for the rest of the story, because it’s not really relevant once Billy has successfully opened his heart, and shared the powers with his siblings.

It will be relevant again if/when I write more stories in this universe. But for now, I’m just focusing on Billy’s origin story and putting the Shazamly in the third act.

But yeah, I just wanted to share this little snippet from the third act of my story. I have pretty much finished outlining my first story completely. I just don’t want to post it here yet, until I’ve turned my outline into like an actual screenplay or something lol. If you’re wondering what I’ve wrote,so far, it’s basically like if the 2019 Shazam film had more of a focus on fantasy and found family, instead of a focus on horror and wish-fulfillment. Which are all good themes but, I just wanted to tell my version of this story, and double down on my favorite tropes. :^).

So if you like Shazam, fantasy, found family, or just fan made stories in general stay tuned, I should have time to format and post my story, in its entirety, pretty soon!

Enjoy~✨

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐌! 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

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NOTE: Just wanted to upload the screenplay in it’s interned formatting of this story for those who would prefer to read this version! :D

Enjoy!~✨

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INT. SUPERSTORE - NIGHT (YEARS AGO)

A young BILLY, no older than four, stands near a shopping cart. His mother, MARILYN, a tired woman in her early 20s, rummages through her purse as she stops pushing her cart. She glances at Billy.

MARILYN

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

Unbeknownst to Billy, Marilyn is a local weed dealer within her community. She begrudgingly brought Billy along for a late night “meetup” since she wasn’t comfortable leaving him home alone at his young age.

As Marilyn rushes away, Billy's attention wavers, captivated by two young children playing with action figures and dolls. Their laughter fills the aisles as they run around, screaming and cheering.

Billy walks away from his mother’s shopping cart and approaches them with wide eyes.

BILLY

Woah! What toy is that?

CHILD 1

It’s Star Commander Ultra! He’s the bravest hero in the galaxy.

The younger of the two children chime into the conversation to brag about their toy as well.

CHILD 2

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

CHILD 1

There’s only one galaxy, Macy.

CHILD 2

You don’t know that.

As the two children settle their differences, they agree to let Billy in on their game as they run around the store shouting and having fun.

Suddenly a mother rounds the corner and shouts for her children to come. She makes a vague comment that she’s done shopping and they’re leaving the store now. The children hurriedly say bye to Billy as they run off to go catch up with their mother.

Billy is suddenly left alone. Anxious, confused, and unable to find the shopping cart where his mother told him to stay.

Billy frantically looks around. Panic sets in as he realizes he's lost.

Billy hurriedly rounds a corner, running face first into the legs of a police officer. A young blonde woman, OFFICER LINDSAY as he falls onto the floor.

OFFICER LINDSAY

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

Although Billy is too stunned to reply, Officer Lindsay helps Billy off the ground. 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, supposedly about her suspicious activities. Marilyn’s face drops, as she realizes her son is being escorted by a police officer.

As Billy runs up to his mother to give her a hug Officer Lindsay is giving Marlyn a deep, powerful scowl as they are locked eye-to-eye.

EXT. SUPERSTORE - NIGHT

As MARILYN is led away by other police officers, OFFICER LINSDAY returns to BILLY, kneeling down to his level.

OFFICER LINDSAY

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

She pauses for a moment as Billy looks around kind of confused, supposedly unsure of where his mother is.

OFFICER LINDSAY (CON’T)

I could really use your help with coloring these tigers, if you wanted to help me out.

Billy agrees, as is unaware of the circumstances that are going on around him, but he follows Officer Lindsay’s lead as she distracts him from the situation at hand.

Officer Lindsay takes Billy's hand, leading him away from the arrest of his mother. The shouts of the night slowly blend together as we fade to the next scene. Between scenes we timeskip to ‘current day’.

INT. SOCIAL WORKER'S OFFICE - DAY

As we transition scenes the sounds of the night slowly blend together into the sound of Billy’s social worker’s voice, MRS.KELLY. She is calling Billy’s name, trying to get his attention. BILLY (14) sits in a worn office chair outside of Mrs.Kelly’s office. Arms folded, staring off into space.

MRS.KELLY

(echoing during scene transition)

Billy… Billy.

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

MRS. KELLY

Come on in, let's talk.

Billy haphazardly tosses his backpack onto the open chair next to him as he does some light stretching, making himself comfortable, as he is evidently in no rush to sit down.

BILLY

Ah, how could I forget, ol’ reliable. 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.

They sit across from each other, the atmosphere charged. Mrs.Kelly is clearly annoyed with his snarky tone.

MRS.KELLY

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

BILLY's eyes narrow, a trace of bitterness in his tone.

BILLY

Uh-huh.

MRS.KELLY

You already know why you’re here.

BILLY

I do.

MRS.KELLY

And you already know what I’m gonna say.

BILLY

True.

Billy loosely crosses his arms as he settles in his chair, getting ready to imitate Mrs.Kelly as they speak over each other.

BOTH

(synchronized)

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

Mrs.Kelly sighs, clearly familiar with Billy’s tone.

MRS.KELLY

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

Mrs.Kelly shoots Billy a serious look, piercing through his playful demeanor with an authoritative gaze.

MRS.KELLY (CON’T)

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

Billy's gaze hardens, his frustration bubbling beneath the surface.

BILLY

(challenging)

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 softens, a mix of empathy and weariness.

MRS.KELLY

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 waivers for a moment, feeling frustrated and unheard. His snarky attitude now takes a backseat to his more quiet exterior as he momentarily exposes his feelings of rejection and helplessness.

BILLY

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 leans back, sighing. She knows she's dealing with a determined young man who’s clearly had a rough start to life.

MRS. KELLY

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.

Mrs.Kelly pauses to make sure she has Billy's attention despite his sudden drop in bravado.

MRS.KELLY (CON’T)

I’m trying to do what’s best for you.

Billy nods, a hint of a reluctant acknowledgment. He lets out a sharp scoff.

BILLY

Yeah, I've heard that one before too.

End. ⚡️

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘

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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~)

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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.

Okay, Hi Hi Hi! 🌻⚡️✨💛 Here’s my design for a slightly older Mary; she’s only a couple months older than Billy. Her birthday is September 19th, and Billy’s is December 23rd, so they’re both about 16 in this drawing.

I’m really, honestly not sure where I wanted to take her design, but for now I like where it’s at. Hopefully I will get around to Darla next! ^_^ ~✨

Closeups below‼️‼️‼️

Working on my Mary Marvel design! ~✨

I had a lot of fun doing this one so far although it’s not really a good drawing for a size comparison because I absolutely did not draw her in a neutral/standing pose lol, but such is life.

Btw I’m gonna make her outfit white and gold when I get to coloring tomorrow! :D 🌻⚡️💛✨

Sketch version below ⬇️

A slightly aged up version of my Billy Batson design‼️⚡️

In my first story where I go over his origins he’s 14 just a couple months out from turning 15. But after I’m done with that I would like to do a continuation story where there is a small time jump where we follow the siblings about two years after the events of their origin stories.

Although, with this new design I realize I’m gonna have to take another swing at my Freddy design and update him to be more aligned with this version of Billy.

But yeah I figured as time passes he probably ends up giving up his side bang fringe situation for more of a “pushed back” hairstyle that he just lets kinda fall off the side of his head, and also I gave him a varsity jacket! Some might assume he got his from playing sports however, I like to think it would be a gift from one of the Vasquez’s siblings! :D

I realize to some this new look might kinda fit the vibe of the “high school bully/jock” stereotype character, but rest assured he is NOT. When he is older he’s been doing his Captain Marvel/Shazam thing for a couple years now, and those years of experience have helped him grow both more compassionate and protective of those around him. He’s grown a lot more comfortable in his own skin and in his home as well, making him more expressive and playful as he picks up on some of his siblings quirks.

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗

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➸ Freddy Freeman’s Character Info

- Character Introduction Sheet

- Character Arc Sheet

- Character Lore/Background info

- Character Relations Sheet

- Other Info

➸ Freddy Freeman Drawings

- Char. Designs Mary/Freddy/Billy

- Char. Designs Mary/Freddy/Billy/Darla

- Char. Designs +Rosa

- Char. Designs +Samara

- Char. Designs +Shazam

- Freddy and Billy at School Lockers

- Freddy’s Shazam Design

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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘’𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐂 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓

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CHARACTER SHEET

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NAME: Mary Bromfield

AGE: 15 years old

BIRTHDAY: September 19th 1992

HEIGHT: 5’5 /167 cm

STATUS: Alive

OCCUPATION: Student at Fawcett High

SPECIES: Human

HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown

EYE COLOR: Dark Brown

OTHER INFO: None

PERSONALITY/NARRATIVE ROLE

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Mary is the voice of reason out of all her siblings, and a stabilizing force amongst their more chaotic impulses. She can be a little stuck up or a know-it-all at times however, at her core she’s always a team player.

Mary’s role in the story is to the the responsible team coordinator. Her more organized and clever approach to situations provides a sharp contrast to her siblings, who are often more reckless and impulsive.

Mary understands that Billy’s past has primed him to be sneaky and crafty when put into a bad situation because she’s the same way. This gives them both a friendly sibling rivalry dynamic.

LESSON OVERVIEW

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Mary’s lesson throughout the story is helping Billy adapt to a more team-oriented skill set. Showing him how to take everyone’s needs into consideration to help people who rely on him.

Helping him understand the importance of teamwork and being reliable so that he can become a proper leader/hero.

Mary’s clever and quick-witted personality is a tool she’s used throughout her life to get her out of many bad situations. However, once she was placed into the Vasquez house she’s learned to use those skills to be a pillar of strength for her siblings. Being someone who her siblings can rely on in times of need, and she’s teaching Billy how to do the same.

End.

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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! ~✨