Instead of Billy being some mysterious being that no one knows is a child what if literally everyone in Fawcett knows.
like, Billy will go into an active terrorist attack and everyone will be like "Yeah okay, that's fine". he visits children's hospitals like he does as Captain Marvel but he turns back for the kids who are scared of his larger form.
When frustrated in a fight he'll throw a small fit at the villain and everyone won't call him immature or odd for it instead they go "Yeah, well he was a big meanie anyway!" and "I'd never wanna be that bully!".
After fights Billy will get taken out for milkshakes and such with the whole block drinking with him. he'll kick an officer in the knee and everyone will curse the officer out (using censored words of course, this is Fawcett, and they are with a child).
They find out he's homeless and suddenly a random black hair blue-eyed orphan kid owns the most expensive apartment in the city.
After Billy joins the league batman has a heart attack trying to figure out who he is with every member quietly doing the same.
For some reason, no one in Fawcett will tell them about his identity despite them clearly knowing it. it doesn't help that any information regarding it magically distorts after a couple of days ( Zatana had said it was a safety precaution for the Champions identity)
One day Billy invites them to Fawcett for his birthday party and theirs a giant crowd asking him to "go small" The league's confused because Captain Marvel doesn't "go small".
And then he goes small and everyone's treating the captain turning into a ten-year-old child as normal.
The league just stands there in shock as they realize that yes, Captain Marvel Is an orphan child and an entire city knew before they got any hint.
(batman cries himself to sleep that night)
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a story to tell | yandere capitano x reader
summary: the captain appeared at the front of your house, bloodied and offering you a flower.
content warning: size different, mentions of a carcass and mentions of killing.
capitano stood at your front door with a flower in hand.
blood dripping from his mask and onto the snow underneath him.
the majority of his clothes were tainted red, the glove on his right hand slightly torn; you stood behind the door frame, your eyes wide with fear.
"don't look at me with such a fearful expression... am I scaring you?" capitano questioned, and you nodded, "are you hurt?"
"no," he then extended his hand towards you, holding the flower out for you to take.
the flower in his hand was red; perhaps it was his blood, or it was naturally like that. it was a kind gesture, you just couldn't look past all of the blood.
capitano lowered him onto one knee.
his head low as he waited for you to say something, but all you could do was stare, confused as to why a great fatui harbinger was bowing to you.
you hesitantly reached out and took the flower from him, an unsure smile on your face.
you examined the flower in hand, running a finger across the very red petals. you looked back down at capitano who was still kneeling before you and letting curiosity get the best of you, you slowly lowered yourself onto the ground, beside capitano.
"excuse me? what are you doing?" you took a cautious look around, noticing the eyes that watched shamelessly.
this was only your second time meeting the great harbinger. you couldn't understand why he was kneeling to you, or why he was covered in blood or why he had brought you a flower.
you watched him with curious eyes, watching how he breathed slowly, how his eyes never left your own -- you watched him as he watched you.
you reached forward, your hand running across that blood-stained armor of his, lower and lower, until your finger grazed one of his own. you took his hand into yours and stood.
tugging weakly, you urged him to stand with you and that he did.
"... thank you for the flower. do you want to come in?"
"that would be nice," capitano replied, before walking through the front door, he walked down the hallway, leaving a trail of mud behind him.
though you were once holding his hand, it seemed he was holding yours now.
"are you sure you're not hurt? i-i can clean your wounds," you offered, still following behind him as he welcomed himself into your living room and seated himself on your couch.
"I am not hurt. I've come to see you," the captain explained to you, looking at you from his mask, "does that displease you?"
"uhm..." you weren't sure. this was a very odd situation, and he was getting blood on your couch, but this was the harbinger same that took time out of his day to save you from a group of treasure hoarders, "no, it doesn't. I'm just curious..."
"ask me anything, I will answer truthfully," he offered to you, tugging at your hand as if urging you to sit beside him, to be near him.
so, you seated yourself on the couch beside him.
"what happe-"
"I remember the trail to your house so well," he cut you off, answering the question he knew you had for him, "i recall bringing you back after meeting you for the first time. what a lovely home you have," he commented, looking at you.
"you never left my mind, I must confess," it sounded as if he spoke with a small smile, "when passing the very trail to your house, there was danger near. I couldn't allow you to fend for yourself, not when you're such a kind soul."
and so, he explained to you that were was a group of monsters near your home feeding on the carcass of a dead creature. he had killed them to stop them from venturing anywhere further to you.
"and after all, I found that flower and thought of you," his grip on your hand loosened because he knew you were no longer afraid and didn't fear you running off.
though... capitano had told one little lie. it was nothing serious, but he failed to mention that he practically guarded you day in and day out, passing by the trail to your house every house to assure himself of your safety.
why he did this? he wasn't exactly sure himself but he was grateful that he did. who knew what would have happened if he hadn't come to save you.
"well, thank you. thank you so much," you stood from the couch, smiling at him but that smile dimmed a bit when you noticed he was still holding your hand, "uhm, since you're here... would you like some tea? I can make some, you could also clean yourself before you leave..."
the captain smiled to himself, and nodded his head, "that would be nice."
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