#billy batson fic

[skeksismars]

Fanfic where Billy becomes the wizard and Mary becomes his champion?

Premise: Teen Billy has become well enough versed in magic that he takes over as full time wizard (he's not bound to the rock and still spends time with his foster family) and he decides to appoint Mary as his champion! Scenarios ensue where Mary gets introduced to the JL as the new Captain Marvel and Billy has to juggle the magical problems of the Rock of Eternity while Mary has to face Billy's old enemies! I'm thinking that Darla would be an adorable Wizard's assistant :3

[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.’

[ihavethreetimdrakeblogs]

hello billy batson fandom!

just wanted to let you know that ive decided to just start writing again and see what happens lol.

heres my first published billy fic:

there's two chapters out right now. feel free to let me know what you think! feedback is always welcome :)

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

So Billy is 17, doesn’t matter if he’s homeless or adopted, but the League or his family still don’t know that he Captain Marvel.

One day, he gets caught in a summon.

The summoning turns out to be a marriage contract. Billy is now married to the eldritch ghost king. Who was also not happy.

After sending the cultist to hell, the ghost king transforms into a teenager. Danny Fenton

Huh, he could work with this. Billy transforms as well.

They start working together to find a way to break off the marriage. There isn’t one. They are stuck together. And because both of them have enemies, they can’t exactly tell people that they’re married

Eventually, they learn to like each more than friends. One day, Marvel is in a meeting and someone asks him what he’s doing after work,

Marvel: oh! I’m watching that new horror movie with my husband :))

Leaguers: ….

Marvel: he was so excited to see it I couldn’t say no!

Leaguers: you’re married???

Marvel: … it was supposed to be a secret… shit…

Shenanigans

- marvel is getting his butt whipped by a new villain, Danny shows up as elderitch monster (“not my husband, bitch!”)

- JLA holiday party? Billy brings elderitch Danny

- Dani pops up:

Dani: hiya papa!!

Marvel: Dani! What are you doing here?

Dani: just stopping by to see my papa :))

Marvel: aww :))

Leaguers: aww….?

-when Billy identify is revealed;

Leaguer: I can’t believe you made up a fake husband!

Billy: oh Danny is real!

Leaguers: but he’s not your husband, right?

Billy: :))

Leaguers: ….right??

[shrugsinchinese]

Day 5 of Billy Batson week, this one is dedicated to all the 12 year old Dad Billy AU’s out there, especially when Kon’s the one being adopted

Part 2 here

Also I really want to know what the salary of a justice leaguer would be, is it a 401k? Can it support one person or a family? Or is it just above minimum wage? Do they even get dental?

[toobytoobs]

I need more fics where the JL witness Captain Marvel (Shazam) get angry for the first time.

Like that dude would be absolutely terrifying.

Imagine, JL are on the regular mission and suddenly it’s revealed that the villain has two kids tied up and gagged as hostages (Freddy and Mary)

And the JL don’t even get to react before lightning starts to crackle off of the Captain and his eyes are practically glowing. And this dude just starts absolutely TEARING through every defence almost as fast as the flash and with more strength than superman. And if it weren’t for his morals you know he’d kill the villain on the spot just for laying a finger on his family.

So JL are just standing still in shock as Captain Marvel’s rage turns off immediately as soon as he’s with those random kids, bonus points if he’s on the verge of tears of relief that they are okay.

[ghostbsuter]

Sometimes.

Just sometimes.

Bruce, tired father of too many children, wished for a small break.

Just a tiny one.

He pinched his nose, cowl covering his head and expression and glared.

"I can't believe you snitched on me!" Billy batson, freshly revealed teen and sitting on his usual spot during meetings, hisses.

"If I have to get parented, so do you!" Danny fenton, also freshly revealed teenager, glared right back.

"Boys." Both their attention snapped to wonder woman, still tense and warry.

"Do you two have adult supervision, at least." Batman asks, feeling slightly more drained than before, he can feel Nightwing's stare at the back of his head, coming closer.

"Do the voices count?" Danny asks, to which Billy nodded. "Yeah, do they? Zeus has strong opinions, and many kids. He probably can parent, somewhat."

They shrugged both, like they hadn't just opened another whole can of questions.

"Wait!" Danny snapped his fingers, "what about clocky? He sends us on time missions, has his own lair, and lets us hang around. That counts? Right?"

The other teen nods in agreement.

(Knowing both are black haired and blue-eyed teens, he already knows Dick will never let him live this down. Deceived by children, for YEARS.)

(So much for being the greatest detective.)

(The text he sent to Alfred is between him and his butler dad.)

"Or—"

In the end, the two agreed reluctantly to stay around for a while. The Kents, the Allens, Diana, and the Waynes have opened up their homes to house them permanently.

Much their amusement, they declared, that to make no one jealous, they'd switch homes every other week or so.

That alone smelled like chaos.

Whatever, it was Diana's first week.

(And if the house of mysteries appeared in front of them sometimes, that's also between them and a very suffering John constantine.)

.・゜-: ✧ :-

A continuation

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt

Jason’s return to Gotham as the crime lord Red Hood is significantly hampered when he saves two kids from being trafficked and suddenly finds himself nagging the two to eat their vegetables and do homework on time and, dear lord, your names are Freeman and… Batson? Yeah that’s it, Jason is not waiting this one out until they’re both suddenly dressed in traffic light colors and swinging around the city with an overgrown furry.

Freddy and Billy are a bit confused by the flash adoption via menacing Gotham guy, but it certainly helps that he’s not threatening to send them into the system and that he cooks them meals every day . And also “Billy, I think he might be the new vigilante! That is so cool!” “… do you mean the new crime lord?” “Same thing! Isn’t the helmet awesome!?”

Batman and Robin are… not sure what to make of the new crime lord that, on one hand, keeps antagonizing them to no end, and on the other hand was recently spotted at a meeting with his lieutenants where two masked kids burst into the room to scream about the kitchen being on fire and pointing at each other yelling “It’s all his fault!”

[billymarvel]

“is that—” Martha Kent points over at Billy, who is climbing up onto the tractor. “—safe?”

“I know how to drive one, ma’am!” Billy calls out, grinning wide as he finally settles on the seat. Martha visibly relaxes, nodding her head as she steps back.

“Well, don’t let me be a nuisance, just don’t go crashing or running over things, ‘ya hear?”

“Got it, Mrs. Kent!”

“Is it safe?” Hal asks. Clark looks over at him, the rest of the group watching Billy.

“You watched him pilot a plane as you writhed on the floor in agony.”

Hal shut his mouth. “Touché.”

The tractor sputtered to life, the sound almost deafening. Clark covered his ears, Bruce beside him doing the same.

“When did he grab the keys?” Bruce asks, watching as Billy starts to reverse, jostling around on the tractor seat. “Doesn’t your dad usually keep them on his person?”

“Yep,” Clark replied, popping the ‘P’.

“Hm.”

“Mhm.”

inspired off this wonderful post, AGAIN !!! and also referencing this fic i wrote inspired by it as well.

[stars-obsession-pit]

Batson, The Bat’s Son, and Familial Misunderstandings.

Ignore how the timeline probably doesn’t make any sense at all

Recently, Damian has heard discussion among some other League of Assassins members about their newest prisoner of interest, the kidnapped Batson boy.

Additionally, Damian knows that he is the Son of the Bat.

The conclusion is obvious.

Their new captive clearly must be his brother (or, well, at least his half brother).

So he goes to see him, and that assumption is only reinforced. Their appearances are remarkably similar, and the other boy had already demonstrated his competence by escaping his cell on his own.

Which he guessed means he’s obligated to help the other boy (his brother!) escape.

…

Billy has no idea what to make of his new… ally? When he’d first crossed paths with the other boy, Billy had internally swore about his bad luck. The assassin boy was going to raise the alarm, and he’d be forced to improvise and quite possibly risk reveal his Captain Marvel powers just to make it out alive.

But then the other boy—Damian, he’d introduced himself as—had shattered those explanations by declaring that he knew they were brothers because they were both sons of Batman, and that it was his brotherly duty to help him escape.

And while the connection thing is just entirely false on Billy’s side of things (“Batson” is just his last name, not an epithet!), he wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. For the time being, he’ll play along and make use of the help his “brother” offered.

Hopefully that lie won’t come back to bite him later. Or if it does, that it’ll be when he’s in a slightly less precarious position.

[ifyoucandaniel]

so i’ve been binge reading just about everything @wolfsbanesparks has ever written and i don’t think i’ve been more obsessed with anything so quickly in my life. here’s a little billy i drew to get some of the insanity i’ve been feeling out of my head. please read any of their billy fics i beg you

[gay-dorito-dust]

HEY HEY CAN I REQUEST INTIMACY PROMPT ONE WITH BILLY BATSON SJJSBDJS PLEASE AND THANK YOU

Intimacy prompt #1: hugging them from behind, laying their heads on the other shoulder.

It wasn’t hard to find Billy when he was cursing up a storm from his place in the living room alongside Eugene, who was blazing through the level without much hassle, where as Billy was struggling to get through his whilst trying to not get shot or blown up like his past two attempts.

However the game they were playing wasn’t known to be merciful for first time players as Billy’s character was subsequently killed as his side of the television became a shade of blood red as the bold lettering of ‘you died’ flashed on screen with the ‘restart level’ and ‘go back to main menu’ were sprawled beneath it in smaller, missable lettering. Billy sighed defeatedly as he put down the controller onto the coffee table, taking the headphone from his head before placing them next to the controller, as he hauled himself out of his armchair muttering about getting a drink from the fridge.

‘Don’t be so hard on yourself Billy,’ you told him as you joined him in the kitchen, ignoring the fact that you heard him scoff, ‘you’ll get the hang of it in due time and soon you’ll be a pro like Eugene.’ You gestured back to the living room, where Eugene had already made it past the last level of the game, was now watching the final cinematic cutscene play out whilst nursing his cramped hands. ‘Don’t fake sympathy for me y/n, I know I’m shit and I doubt I’ll be able to get on Eugene’s level of expertise in gaming.’ Billy replied, taking a sip from his drink as his gaze was firmly lock on the window just over the kitchen sink, that looked out into back garden; Still a tad upset over his amateur loss.

You sighed, already having expected this typical response from him, and moved across the room to cage your arms over his chest, pausing briefly when his muscles stiffened be so your touch before relaxing again as you then tested your head comfortably on his shoulder, where you nuzzled his cheek. ‘What will make you feel better then hmm?’ You asked him softly, your thumbs subconsciously rubbing his sides in reassurance. Wanting nothing more then to provide him a safe place to open up and be comfortable in doing so.

Billy sighed, putting his bottle of fizzy drink down on the counter to put his hands over your own, rubbing the back of them out of habit. ‘I’d like it if you kept holding me like this a little while longer.’ He said, feeling a tad embarrassed of being so open about how he felt after repressing his emotions for so long, he was still a little rusty but with your help Billy had been able to become a lot more accepting of letting others lending him their aid, without feeling as though it was all just transactional. ‘Are you sure you don’t want to move to somewhere more comfortable?’ Billy’s hands tightening on yours when he felt them began to pull away, bringing them back to where they once were.

‘No, standing here with you is fine enough for me.’ He replied in a soft tone. A smile spread across your lips as you made yourself more comfortable by pressing yourself further into his back, arms holding onto him tight. ‘Okay, don’t blame me when your feet start to ache from standing here for too long, or when Freddy starts belting his rendition of ‘my heart will go on’ by Celine Dion.’ You warned Billy playfully as he could only chuckle, moving his head so he could press a kiss to your forehead, whispering against it, ‘I’ll take my chances.’

[weirdo-from-bonesborough]

Little fucked up that people only know about billy through batman fics that only focus on his barebone similarities to the bats and ignore his rich mythos when he is literally plundered property on the basis of looking too similar to superman

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

So the GIW situation has gotten out of hand (when has it not lol) and the gangs decides to split.

Danny Sam and Tucker (24) all go to Central city, Jazz (26) and Valerie (24) end up in Gotham.

And Dani (22) ends up in Fawcett. The magic in the air (literally) helps keep her stable and the Ghost of Fawcett Present absolutely adores her.

Billy Barton just turned 10 and for his birthday present he caught by social services and sent to a foster home.

Usually he would just run away, but his foster mom, Dani, seems… off.

So he stays, thinking he could just sneak away to become Captain Marvel.

Dani seems to have eyes on the back of head, calling his name whenever he thinks he can sneak away to transform.

Eventually, she figures it out and offers to train him. Billy is many things, but trained is not one of them.

Captain Marvel efficiency is glaringly obvious to anyone, who leads to a lots of speculation about who is training him.

Whenever the League asks, he just said his mom taught him.

One day, when Billy is 13 or so, the Justice needs help from the High Royalty of the Ghost Zone.

So why summon Dani, as princess.

Dani looks a bit older as Princess, but still powerful.

But as soon as she appears into the rook Captain Marvel immediately grins and says ‘hi mom!!’

Pandemonium. Complete and utterly pandemonium.

Bonus point if Captain Marvel and Billy slowly become more and. More liminal because they are around Dani a lot. So Billy with Fangs and green eyes. Batman almost went insane trying to find out how

Bonus bonus other path this could take is Billy’s identity gets found out and the JL tells him to call his mom so they could speak with her

Dani arrives (it would be hilarious if she arrived as the ghost princess)

[shrugsinchinese]

A sketch and doodle page for Bat Swap by @im-not-buying-it-ether!

Billy is truly Going Through It in this one, and Bruce is getting called out by every significant Fawcitizen it’s hilarious

[hungry-hyena]

:D and loving every minute of it!! y'all should defs check it out! 💕

Two new choices from @hungry-hyena who is rapidly beginning to be co-creator on this fic XD