#Shazam imagine

[writersmacchiato]

Dating Billy Batson…

Pairing: Billy Batson x Reader

Warnings: first time writing for Billy/Shazam!

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• He holds on too tight. He’s scared to lose you, it terrifies him. The constant insecurity that somebody better will come along and swoop you off your feet. Or that you'll get tired of him and leave.

• Once the puppy love/spend every possible moment together/attention starts to wane as everyday life gets in the way, Billy panics. Instead of a natural shift in the relationship, he sees it as the end looming ahead. It’s only after you’re a few minutes late to a date, forgetting to text Billy an update, and arriving to see Billy visibly upset that you realize just how much he’s hurting. Has been hurt. How careful you need to be with his heart.

• You take good measure to get better at communicating after that. Even if it’s telling him you’ll be busy from a certain time so you can’t talk or see him, it makes his heart spin at the fact you’re considering his feelings. He does the same, keeping you in the loop - though turning into his Shazam! counterpart makes that difficult (more on that below)

• Takes forever to open up but once he’s in, he’s in.

—texting you random things he thinks about, sending pics (you’ve seen too many of drooling Freddy and other various unflattering photos of his siblings).

—is SUCH a good listener. Will only interject with things like “-she said what!” or “-that’s like totally insane!”, always things that let you know he’s actually listening. He knows what it’s like to have no one to rely on, so he wants you to know that he’ll always be there for you. For anything. Even if it’s just a bitch sess.

• Grins like an idiot whenever you give him random affection. Kiss on the cheek, a quick hug between class, shoulder squeeze, hand holding. He loves it all

—That said, he's awkward reciprocating it. He never turns away from your affection, but giving it back... it's taken a lot of effort for him to be comfortable doling it out.

—the best he can do without squirming too much is hand holding.

—absolutely loves when you want a hug. the first few times he's stiff and will pat your back until you pull away first. now he loves to be wrapped around you.

• One time he was playing, and losing, a video game, when you came over and sat on the armchair beside him. hand resting on the back of his neck.

—intimacy like that makes him feel so mushy gushy. it's so casual but the affection behind it... makes him swoon.

• Jokingly says his love language is all 5 (words of affirmation, acts of service, physical touch, quality time, and gift giving). he's half-joking. definitely needs a lot of time spent in your company to be reassured that you actually like him and want to be with him romantically (the one text post that goes: “do you like me?” “we’re married.” “answer the question.”)

—words of affirmation: will crumble if you're feeling extra verbally expressive, cheeks flushing red but trying to remain a cool front as he tells you, 'no no, keep going'. the first 'i love you' was such a rollercoaster. in the midst of an argument, you had been upset, worried about him.

“i just love you, okay! and it makes me really scared when i know you're out there being reckless."

his brain shortciruates and any frustration he felt drained away instantly.

“you love me" he whispered almost to himself.

you were exasperated. “of course i do, Billy."

will always feel a thrill in his chest when you say it, no matter the circumstance.

—acts of service: absolutely melts if you do anything for him. at all. even if it's something as simple as getting him a drink because you noticed he finished his old one. of course, once you've done something for him, he feels like he has to pay it back somehow. it takes awhile for you to get through to him that you like doing things for him because you like him, and not because you expect anything in return.

—physical touch: kinda already covered it, but it's reassuring to him. if he's having a low moment all he needs is a hug and he's already feeling better. your presence is soothing. can spend a long time just cuddling (super top secret, no one can know: Billy loves to be the little spoon). will tap your hand three times randomly, a little silent 'i love you'. does it without realizing. is so flustered over kissing. he will get cherry red and then deny being shy while his heart is hammering away in his chest. what a dork.

—quality time: has a set day of the week that you'll do something together, whether it's see a movie, have dinner, go to the park, etc. it doesn't matter what it is but phones are on do not disturb. sometimes all you do is lay in bed and complain about your weeks, ranting and gossiping. he enjoys those dates especially.

—gift giving/receiving: anything you get him, he will keep forever and cherish. will yell at Freddy if he tries to throw something away. "that 'trash' is actually a paper straw ring that y/n gave me!" it could be a literal rock you thought was cool, he's keeping it. has a spot on his desk with the things you've given him. he's always sending you pics of things that remind him of you: sunsets, animals, flowers, anything. and somehow always saves up to get you something for your birthday.

• Does not have a social media presence at all. he only got Snapchat after being bugged by Darla and Eugene. he has seven friends. you’re his number one best friend/highest streak.

• Makes a private instagram account so he can like and comment on anything you post. also to make sure no one is creeping on you, because he knows a caped crusader with lightning fingers that might pay someone a visit. only follows you and Darla back.

• Phone wallpaper is you and him. changes it all the time depending on what photo he's obsessing over.

• Almost cried in front of everyone when you gave him a framed photo of you both for his birthday. it’s on his nightstand and he looks at it every night.

• Loves how well you get along with his siblings but also needs your attention 24/7 so he’s quick to take you on dates away from them. though they somehow end up crashing it 6/10.

• Thought his chest was going to implode when he saw you using chalk outside with Darla one day. he didnt even know you had come over. making him realize you hang out with his siblings without him, he’s a little butthurt.

• Darla is a huuuuge fan of your relationship. She may love you more than Billy. seriously. was so pumped to meet you for the first time, had a sign made and everything. Billy was worried her energy would be too much for you, but you love Darla. If Billy is your number 1 best friend on snapchat, then Darla is number 2.

• Sometimes you'll play video games with Billy and Eugene and Billy tries to hide how shocked he gets when you can beat a level that he can't. he's just really bad, give him a few pointers!

• Billy anagonizes over telling you about his superhero persona. on one hand, it's hard to lie to your face and he knows that it comes off as shady or weird when he's randomly disappearing with a flimsy exuse. but he also doesnt want to endanger you either??

— You put the pieces together very quickly (Freddy whispers very loudly) and enjoy watching Billy squirm for weeks. until one day you happen to have a run in with him in his suped up form.

— “Wow, thanks for the help sir."

"Of course, anything for you. Uh, citizen of Philadephia."

"I wish there was a way I could repay you."

"Your safety is all I need!" Cue thumbs up and a wink, cheesy grin that was so Billy.

"Perhaps a kiss?" You press, watching his face fall as he scrambles for a reply. Your stomach hurts from the effort of not laughing.

"That would not be appropriate. You’re a civilian- I'm a hero! And also way too old. Like 30 years old."

"I don't kiss and tell."

Billy / Whatever the hell his superhero name was mouth drops open in shock. "Don't you have a boyfriend!?"

You make a show of looking around. "I don't see him around."

"Y/N!"

"Yes, Billy?"

"How could you! Wait."

You burst out laughing.

"That's what you get for keeping this a secret from me! Now tell me everything because I still don't know how this is you."

"Hey, this, is a god and it's really cool."

• After that fiasco, Billy loves to send you videos of him flying around the city (he stopped after a bird pooped on his head), sending goofy selfies as his alter ego that make you laugh. He's taken you on flying trips too but after the bird incident you're not as keen anymore. Though you can’t deny it’s romantic watching the sun set on a really tall building with nothing but you and Billy, talking about your futures.

“You know I’ve heard that college is a sucker for foster kids, I should apply.”

“We could apply for student housing and be roommates.”

“No more Freddy snoring.”

“No more rules, just me and you.”

“I like the sound of that.”

“. . .”

“Actually college campuses have a lot of rules. Probably more than we have right now.”

“…just watch the sunset.”

[gay-dorito-dust]

either freddy or billy- or both! (separately)

hoodie stealing?? either reader stealin' theirs or them stealing readers??

‘Y/n!’ You heard Billy exclaim, freezing you in place.

‘Yeah?’ You called back, hoping he hadn’t finally found out about your little secrete.

‘Have you seen my hoodie anywhere? I can’t seem to find it.’ Your eyes widened as they glanced down at the slightly fleeced red fabric adorning your body protectively. Yes, you had stolen Billy’s hoodie and no you didn’t hold an ounce of remorse for doing so as it was your favourite article of clothing that he owned but there was one slight problem; the red hoodie with the light fleeced insides was also his favourite article of clothing.

‘Nope,’ you replied, trying to be as casual as could without raising suspicion, ‘are you sure Freddy hasn’t thrown it out the window or something?’

‘Trust me I’ve looked and it looks like he’s finally stopped tossing my clothes every time I mess with him and upped his game.’ Billy said as he began to trudge up the stairs and you were startled out of your temporary stupor and rushed to jump onto Billy’s bed, burying yourself under the blankets, making sure that every ounce of red was hidden from view.

‘What’re you doing?’ The boy asked when he saw you tucked tightly underneath his bed, looking over at him innocently. You shrugged, ‘just… felt like lazing in bed.’

‘Uh huh,’ Billy started as he moved to stand at the edge of your bed, watching closely to how you seemed to avoid direct eye contact with him and how your hold on the bedsheets were tight, almost as though you were hiding something. ‘Is that what your planning on doing the entire day? Do you mind if I join you?’

You tensed, breath hitching in your throat but you tried to remain steadfast. ‘Aren’t you and Freddy going down to the comic shop today? You’ve both been planning on doing so for a while that- NO!’ You screeched towards the end when Billy ripped away the bedsheets and saw the hoodie that he has been looking for all morning adoring your body as you looked at him like a deer in headlights.

‘It’s not what it looks like!’

‘Freddy?’

The boy froze, having been caught with your hoodie between his hands, he looked towards the doorway where you were leaning against the wooden frame, arms crossed and a look of amusement on your face.

‘Stealing my hoodies are we?’ You asked, already having found your answer in his stunned silence.

‘No…maybe…okay yes, yes I am.’ Freddy sighed in defeat. ‘But you can’t blame me! It’s not my fault your hoodies are nice, warm and-‘

‘Smell like me?’ You finished for him, moving over to his side, ears managing to catch his sheepish little ‘yeah…that too.’ As he bowed his head out of slight embarrassment that you might find him weird for doing so but when he heard you chuckle, he felt intrigued enough to look back up into your eyes.

‘Yeah sure, laugh at the weirdo.’ Freddy snarked, you knew he wasn’t upset or mad in the slightest from the way he looked at you brought him close into your side as you held him there. ‘You could’ve said something you know instead of going behind my back and stealing my hoodies, you hoodie stealer.’ You joked, tickling his sides and laughing when he jolted even further into your side.

‘But you know what,’ you said, gesturing to the hoodie still clutched in his hands, ‘keep it.’ Freddy stared at you as though you’ve grown a second head. ‘What?’

‘Keep it.’ You reiterated causally.

‘You want me to keep your hoodie?’ Freddy asks, holding up the bunched fabric in question as if to make sure that it was the same bunched fabric that you were talking about.

‘Yes.’

‘Why?’

‘I think it suits you better then it ever did me.’ You told him as though it were obvious, ‘besides I think it’s cute that you’d want to wear something of mine. So please keep it and wear it to your hearts desire.’

Freddy looked at the hoodie then back to you, then back to the hoodie again as he swallows thickly. ‘May I give it back now and then when it stops smelling like you?’ He asks and a smile graced your lips as you watched the boy wrestle your hoodie over his head and down his body.

‘Of course you can sweetheart, it’s our hoodie after all.’

[fandomnerd9602]

Ann: (giggles) higher mama higher!

Mary flies a little higher with her adorable toddler…

Mary: where’s your father?

Y/N flies up wearing the Helmet of Fate…

Y/N: just on guard! Don’t want my two favorite girls to fall out of the sky!

Y/N takes little Ann into his arms…

Mary kisses Y/N on the cheek…

[moonlit-imagines]

warnings:

a/n:

not requested

The plan was always for you and Mary to get accepted into the same university, stay together forever, until she got her powers and hung back in your hometown. On the bright side, those powers did make it easier for her to come visit on short notice. Very short notice. “Y/N/N. Hey, out here.” You heard a muffled voice coming from outside your window. Your fourth story window.

“What the hell? Mary!” You rushed to let her in as she hovered in midair. “Someone could have seen you, why didn’t you just call me?” You asked, needlessly trying to help her inside.

“Well, I’m kinda in a rush.” She bared her teeth nervously and chuckled. “Billy needs me back in Philly and he won’t stop freaking out,” she continued on as you stared at her, “but I promise as soon as we wrap that up I’ll be right back here! He called me like, five minutes ago.” You crossed your arms and stayed silent, letting her risk a cheek kiss, and another, and another to ease your anger. Not at her, just the situation. “Please say something.”

“It’s fine, I know it’s what you do now.” You calmly replied, still lightly glaring at your girlfriend.

“You know I’d rather be here.” She frowned with soft eyes, begging you to forgive her.

“It’s not too late, Mary.” You leaned in to kiss her. “Please be back by ten at the latest. There’s no way we are missing that party.”

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[gatorbites-imagines]

What if i wrote Black Adam imagines... hmmm much to think about

[juridical-angel-blog]

Special Poster Shazam!

[maeizy]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! Shazam or preferably something on my list like Lockwood and co are my fixtations right now LMAO

HERES MY FANDOM LIST OF YOUR INTERESTED! OTHERWISE JUST REQUEST IN MY BOX!!

Anons are on btw so that's an option

AHHHHH I really want to write for this fandom! And many others. but I lack creativity of my own (LOL)

and I need prompts guys 😭 please request!! I'd appreciate it so much! Or I might actually drive myself to insanity...

[kenandeliza]

A random thought / headcanon

Superman learns knitting/sewing, deciding to give an “ugly sweater” to his friends, including captain marvel

He doesn’t make them ugly intentionally, he’s just bad at making designs

[weepingfishturtledragon]

So you know how Captain Marvel often gets confused for Superman, like in that one comic where Captain Marvel is saving people from a burning house and they tell him to use his "ice breath". I imagine this only really happens outside of Fawcett City like he goes to Central City and people around him are a little confused because he resembles Superman, has similar powers, and a similar personality so they just think he changed his suit.

Captain Marvel would obviously get annoyed but at the same time he uses it to his advantage when he's doing something strange. Like he goes to the bottom of the ocean to retrieve a magical artifact but when he comes up there's a giant cruise ship full of people and everyone is like "Is that Superman!?!??" Captain Marvel being covered in seaweed, monster guts, and other unspeakable things is like "... yes." Clark gets so confused by all the articles of weird "sightings" of Superman in unusual situations.

[writersmacchiato]

Sleep | Billy Batson

A/N: Takes place sometime after the first movie, interesting how superhero movies never discuss the trauma of literally almost dying lol this was requested - hope you enjoy!!

. . .

You're in that delirious state of dozing off; not quite awake, but not fully asleep. Sleep is beckoning you and you'll soon fall into its sweet embrace--

You shoot up, blankets getting tangled around your waist, arms swiping through the air.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's me. Freddy. It's Freddy. Geez, you almost took my eye out."

In the dark of the room you squint as your awareness seeps in. Freddy hovering by the bed with his hands held up.

"What the heck-" you look at Darla's sleeping form on her side of the room, "-the hell are you doing?"

Freddy quietly groans into his hands. "What do you think? It's Billy of course. Now scoot."

You contemplate kicking Freddy out of your room, turning over and tugging the blanket over your head. But then your traitorous brain forms an image of Billy in his room alone and you're getting up with a sigh.

"I hate you." You mumble as Freddy takes the spot on your bed, switching out your pillow for his.

He grins. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

The house is dark and quiet but you've made this small trip enough times that you could do it in your sleep, or sleep-deprieved as you currently were.

Billy is sitting on his bed, eyes blank as he stares at the window. He briefly looks over when you open the door, creeping through.

Immediately he objects, the guilt on his face clear. "Just go back to bed. I'm okay seriously."

"I almost believe that." You shake your head, climbing into the bed with him. "Same dream?"

He hesitates, fumbling with the blanket. "Yeah..."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Okay. Come here." You manage to snag some of the blanket, sinking down until you're comfortable enough to open your arms. Billy wraps himself around you, tension leaving his shoulders when you start to comb your fingers through his hair.

"Goodnight Billy."

You look down to see his eyes shut, breathing steady.

This was becoming routine. You didn't mind, even though Freddy complained about how it woke him up you knew he was worried about Billy. You all were.

Billy had been waking up from night terrors, waking up with the feeling of Dr. Sivana's hands on his throat as him, Billy, not Shazam. He had been embarrassed, seeing as no one else seemed to be suffering through the same thing but you always reassured him.

You kind of liked being able to soothe him, being the one to help him sleep through the night. And, it was funny seeing Freddy's annoyed face every night.

Sleep is calling your name once again when the door creaks open, Darla's sweet face popping through. She tiptoes to the bed, accepting the hand you offer to her.

"Is Billy going to be okay?' She whispers, snuggling up to your other side that isn't weighed down by Billy.

You look down at his face, completely relaxed as he starts to snore. It makes you smile.

"Yeah, Darla, I think so. He's Billy."

She mentions going back to bed, but her eyes are drooping shut with every second and she's quickly passed out on your shoulder.

Billy would be okay eventually.

. . .

[Extra]

"Hey, notice how everyone ends up leaving the room once Freddy gets there?" Billy says to you over breakfast.

You laugh. "Yeah, because it's Freddy. He's so weird."

"I'm literally sitting next to you. I can hear what you're saying." Freddy cuts in, rolling his eyes.

You share a look with Billy, an agreement flashing between you. He picks up his plate and grabs yours while you get the cups.

"Didn't realize he was in the room."

"Yup. Gotta go."

"I hate you both!" Freddy calls to your retreating forms.

[gay-dorito-dust]

billy batson relationship hcs?

Another lad who’s absolutely boyfriend material even though he might not think it.

Billy, with his obvious abandonment issues, would probably need a lot of reassurance that you weren’t going to just up and leave him in the middle of the night over something inconsequential. After all Billy is just a lost boy in need of a lot of love and affection but he’s scared to admit it out of fear that he’s just only giving people a reason to leave him; He just doesn’t want that to happen to you so he tends to cling on to you tight and hopes you don’t slip through his fingers like sand.

Billy would be that one audio from tiktok I heard ages ago that went something along the lines of; ‘loving someone is to show them your most vulnerable self and pray to god that they don’t break your heart.’ Which I think describes what Billy would be like in a relationship. He’d show you his most vulnerable self, bearing all his scars and wounds before you and praying that you didn’t end up crushing him in the process.

Which you damn well don’t because all you’ve done was hold him as though he were made of cracked porcelain, your hands mending him back together through the art of Kintsugi. You kiss all his scars and ailments whisky calling them the stars that litter his skin. You treat him with a gentle kindness that he wasn’t use to before and once he got a taste for it, he never wants it to go away…even if he does suck at asking for affection within the first few weeks of dating.

An couple of examples of this would be that if Billy were to want a hug, he’d stand nearby all fidgety, running his hands over one another as his eyes were down cast to the floor in an expression that would have one think that he was upset but in reality he was mulling over in his head how he was going to ask. You, somehow seeing through this, would smile and open your arms for him and watch in amusement as he would shuffle into your arms and feel him melt in your embrace.

When he wants to hold your hand, he’d subtly brush his hand against the back of yours a couple of times before you get the hint and grasp his hand, always making sure to intertwine your fingers with his and squeeze tightly so he knows that this wasn’t some figment of his imagination.

Each and every time he’d do this you always say to him, ‘don’t be afraid to ask, I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. I’m here to stay.’

Ever since then Billy, whenever in need of comfort, would just flop himself onto you and it didn’t matter where you were during then because for how long he wished, you were stuck within his embrace but you weren’t complaining, He gives the best, most protective, warm and safe hugs you’ve ever experienced.

Protective, devoted and overall loyal. These three words are the best to describe Billy as a boyfriend. He’s naturally protective over you and tends to get overly worried about where you are when you haven’t returned his texts in the past 10 minutes, which causes his mind to overthink of all the bad that could possibly happen, and he’d soon be out that door faster then anyone can say Shazam. Freddy would have to be the one to give him peace of mind whenever this happens but it’s all effectively fruitless with Billy because loosing you wasn’t an option he was willing to consider ever happening. So I wouldn’t be surprised if he uses his alter ego to check up on you to make sure you weren’t in any real danger.

Loyal- Billy is as loyal as they come, if not the most loyal of even the most loyal of people, and he -much like Freddy- would rather be in your corner no matter what. He prioritises your happiness and well-being over his own sometimes and you have to remind him that being in a relationship is of the responsibility of both people, not just one. Still Billy would make sure your happy with him no matter what, even if he’d have to make a goof out of himself, he’d do it for you within a heartbeat.

Billy’s love languages -in my opinion- are quality time, words of affirmation and acts of service. Though the words of affirmation don’t come until he’s comfortable with himself and the relationship but it does happen.

He’d do small thing for you to express his affection even when he’s probably told you how much he appreciates you the day before, he’s got a massive heart that withholds a lot of love that’s just impatiently waiting to be shared. He’d make you a drink in the morning, tuck you tightly in bed at night, hold your bag for you, help you with any form of workload, make you light snacks when you forget to eat, carry you to bed when he finds you asleep in an uncomfortable position that would most definitely given you a crooked neck and a scream back.

He’s a bit of a nerd so if you were into all that superhero stuff like he is, then you’d for sure have debates on who the better superhero was or who had the coolest suits, weapons, powers, sidekicks, etc. it was just a fun way of bonding for the both of you outside of gaming, going on little arcade dates and movie nights and the like because it gave you all the more reason to hear his impassioned words. He looked youthful when he does so, his face clear of any and all worry and frown lines that seemed to have permanent residency on his face.

He adores you wearing his clothes and if you were to ever give them back, they suddenly become his favourite article of clothing because of how your scent clung to the fabric, subtly giving them back to you when they stopped smelling like you as a silent gesture for you to keep doing it because he loved having a part of you with him when you can’t be together physically.

[fandomnerd9602]

Billy: bro! Stop staring at Mary’s thighs!

Y/N: all I want is to die with her thighs being my last sight

Eugene actually laughs…

Mary walks by…

Mary: I can make that a reality (winks)

Y/N:

[cerealboxlore]

you know those posts where cap’s seen as a dad figure? what if one of the reasons why the other superheroes think that way is because when league members bring up there kids or need cap to cover for them when their kids need them cap is just super understanding, empathetic and gets oddly proud of them for being with there for their kids

the actual reason why he’s like that is because billy just really values those things as an orphan and is proud to work with such great people

Whenever someone mentions or even breathes the implication of Cap being mistaken as a dad or seen as a father figure, I lose my marbles, because, oh cheese and crackers, I just can't express enough how much I adore this headcanon! I'm doin' a little happy dance :D

Billy Batson is someone who has always yearned and wished to be a part of a family again since his experience was cut short due to tragedy and made sour thanks to his uncle Ebeneezer being crusty dusty, so it's easy to see him respecting those who appreciate the family they have. He had to grow up and mature far faster than any kid his age, and compared to most adults, Billy is actually more mature and responsible than they are, unfortunately. It's reasonable to see that this would be reflected in Captain Marvel; someone who's immature at times, but ultimately a good-natured person with a golden heart and good intentions, who others can depend on anytime and anywhere (much to the sacrifice of his personal life).

Billy has been in enough foster homes at a young age to know the difference between a good parent and a rotten one, so seeing members of the league prioritize their family members and kids would make him really happy. He's the type to take on any shift or mission in the place of another member if they had something important to do with their family. What you said about him being very proud and empathetic towards parents in the league made me realize that Billy would have loved to have parents like them had his own not perished. In a way, he's not just proud of them, but a little bit envious.

This also brings up another headcanon of mine, where Captain Marvel is the unofficial designated babysitter of the league when emergencies come up. Because despite not knowing who he is/his secret identity, people trust him enough to let him know theirs. Like, it all starts with the Captain in the watchtower break room drinking apple juice, and is suddenly bombarded with a group of children or sidekicks being thrown at him by the other heroes, saying that the Captain was in charge while they were away before teleporting away.

All these kids and teenagers that he suddenly has to help look after, and while Captain Marvel is calm on the outside, Billy Batson is freaking out on the inside. Some of those kids are older than he is, and there's some hilarity to it. Shenanigans ensue in the Captain Marvel: Adventures in Babysitting day, but it all turns out okay in the end. As a kid, Billy would know how to talk to them and keep them busy with fun/educational stuff. Might even teach them a thing or two about good morals, manners, archeology, or ancient magic stuff.

I imagine some of those kids would want to be babysat by him again, and Billy would welcome it (with warning ahead of time). Captain Marvel is just someone people like being around with his good dad vibes. Some of them even ask if he has kids of his own, but are met with an empty room immediately as the man zooms off whenever people ask him questions about family.

Gosh I went rambling again, but I loved this ask!

[phoenixcatch7]

Man, I want shapeshifter cap SO BAD.

I want to see a Billy that really leans into the wonder of the world, the million paths a child could take in their life.

I want to see a Billy that wants to try everything, at least once.

A Billy that looks at all the people who spit at him, deride him, pity him, dismiss him, ignore him, because he has no future, no prospects, a child in the gutter and say no. I'm going to grow up to be whoever I want to be.

And a captain marvel that says you're going to be amazing.

Billy taking the premise of captain marvels form - his ideal self, a blank slate for Billy to paint his bright colours, the person he wants to be deep inside - and dialling that freedom up to eleven.

A dancer, a dinosaur, a train conductor, a tiger, an ice cream maker, a butterfly, an astronaut, a shark, a college student, a Tamaranean, a mouse, a scuba diver, an elephant, a doctor, a moose, a race car driver, a dog.

A child wanting to see the world.

If you want to find captain marvel, well first you've got to try his comm, probably a couple times.

Then you've got to go to fawcett, hope he's there and not saving the yetis from a salamander invasion in a different dimension.

You've got to ask around, because it often goes by word of mouth here, no matter what technology you bring. Don't worry, it'll spread very quickly, but if you're in a hurry you can find his commemorative statue and leave an offering. No one knows if it really works, but it's a good way to pass the time and feel productive.

Soon, a face will peel out of the crowd. It's always familiar, but it's never the same one.

Wait for the flash of lightning in a cloudless sky.

And then you will find captain marvel.

[bonebrokebuddy]

“I don’t understand why you’re so adamant on asking me this, Hal. I just mentioned to Barry that I talked with the head Easter Bunny once and now everyone keeps asking me if I think the Easter Bunny is real! Why do people keep asking me? I’ve met them. I don’t understand why I have to ‘believe’ in the Easter Bunny for them to be real! They exist!”

Hal put his hands up and stepped back, clearly not expecting the frustrated and somewhat hostile response of Billy who slumped back into his seat, which was slightly less satisfying in his bulkier body, and began running his hands through his hair.

The repetition of being interrogated over a simple comment was not only bewildering but had gotten increasingly more annoying to answer as somehow the members of The Justice League, the literal most powerful group of people on earth, didn’t seem to understand a piece of basic knowledge.

Billy was not only very tired of being asked the same thing but even more-so he wanted the laughing at his ordinary response to stop.

He paused and looked Hal dead in the eyes then began to speak in the most dead tone Hal had ever heard from the usually cheerful man.

“Hal, I know the Easter Bunnies are real because I had to spend two, very long weeks personally overseeing the creation of their union that made sure they no longer routinely experience unsafe working conditions and helped establish 8 hour working days so they no longer get overworked or are required to do 80 hour weeks prepping for Easter and get punished for doing less or don’t get paid”,

Billy’s previously slow, blank tone grew more rushed and frustrated as he went on,

“I mean, I didn’t even do much other than sit there and look intimidating by throwing around lightning sometimes and make sure the Easter chicks didn’t do any funny business or tamper with the legal process!

It was in all the papers in Fawcett! I had my picture taken with them and everything. But Hal. I can guarantee you that the Easter Bunny exists. Please. Please stop fucking asking me.” Finally done, Billy slumped onto the table with a loud clunk.

Hal stood there shocked for a moment. “Marvel, did you just imply there’s multiple easter bunnies and they established a form of government?!”

Billy, with seemingly tremendous emotional effort, lifted his head from the table by a few inches and looked Hal in the eyes with a pleading tone, “If I just say no, will you please stop asking me?”

“Absolutely not, now I have even more questions”

Billy let his head fall back onto the table with an even louder clunk and groaned.

[rad-batson]

AU where Billy somehow gets separated from his powers by Black Adam or something, but whoever did it defines Billy’s “powers” as the power of the Gods and nothing else so while he’s powered down, he still has Captain Marvel in his head acting as a mentor. MEANWHILE, the gods are flying around in Captain Marvel’s body and committing atrocities because they no longer have the moral compasses of Captain Marvel or Billy to guide their actions, and Billy/CM need to run around and stop them before the Cap becomes a wanted supervillain.