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THIS ENTIRE MOMENT FELT like one of her vivid dreams, like the ones she used to have as a kids — dreams that both amazed her and terrified her at the same time but the feeling of dread was overwhelming, like if she moved something terrible would happen, but she couldn’t stay glued to one spot for the rest of her life. if this wasn’t stark industries anymore then she had to find a way back, to her family, her life they were what she wanted. the rest of the world? not so much, if there was one thing morgan had been sure to do over the years it was shut unnecessary people out. she already had a long list of people she was terrified to lose, she didn’t need to add more. not after losing one of the two she never thought she’d have to say goodbye, not so soon anyway. but she felt a sudden longing for home, for the buzz of the city, the escapes to their hidden cottage, just her and mom.

they felt so far away and she wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, but the wheels in her head were turning, or they were up until she heard the sound of footsteps, and then came the…

glowing fists?

that’s what she was looking at right? she blinked a few times before she huffed. “ oh hell no.. “ she mumbled, as she pressed herself further into the wall. “ this is so not what i signed up for. “ the words were for herself, doe eyes wide but she refused to look away, despite how scared she currently felt. instead she looked on as the stranger approached and she tilted her chin in haughty indignation as her finger guns were pointed out. that had been uncool. “ don’t you know never to question a LADY when she’s armed? “ she huffed, her signature sarcasm and irritation coming to light, as doe eyes looked on suspiciously. and she would have continued had the blonde not echoed her mother’s name.

“ my mom. “

she explained to the other, as she finally managed to pull herself off the wall. “ and so i don’t have a weapon but i’m able to kick with deadly accuracy… your shins won’t like that. “ was she attempting to sound like a threat? possibly, not that she could given what she had just seen the other do. still her chest fell, not because she relaxed but because the woman seemed uninterested in actually hurting her at least for now and then came a question, one that took her a moment to answer, but decided she should.

“ morgan, morgan stark. “

her body went stiff. “ that’s not funny. ” she deadpanned. the name STARK had become a trigger for her, ever since she nearly killed him. her guilt followed her like a cloud overhead, never weakening but growing stronger every day, tightening around her body until she s u f f o c a t e d. as her guilt was eating her from the inside out. the touch of rogue’s fingertips again was a mercy beside how empty she felt now. maybe she should’ve done that. maybe she should’ve found the woman, after the war, and asked her to take her powers and memories away. keep the ones of tony stark, so she would finally be released of the guilt. a mercy, asked the captain herself, from the mutant she feared the most. but instead, she sought the company of alcohol.

the longer carol looked at morgan, and gauged her behavior, the more she noticed. her features looked just like tony’s, and her sarcasm and unpredictable behavior reminded her of one person. though, tony stark was one of a kind. but even tony, carol thought, probably didn’t feel like he could live up to the stark name. not all the time, not that it mattered to her, just look at carol. she wasn’t exactly the golden child herself - but back to the girl. could morgan have been related to tony? she remembered her reply when she said pepper, out loud. my mom. so her mom’s name was pepper? this was too much of a coincidence. mom’s named pepper. looks like tony. the cogs started turning in her head, while her expression slowly begin to shift, as she realized. no. she couldn’t be! she thought. there was no way, tony wouldn’t do that to pepper. she couldn’t be his -

“ wait - tony stark’s daughter? ”

she frowned deeply. she had to be tony’s daughter. and if she was that made things TEN times worse.

carol took a step back, while her confusion softened. before she’d heard her given answer, a new kind of guilt settled in. she didn’t know tony had a kid. should she have known? they were friends, but how close? would he have told her he had a kid? he was the kind of person that would want to protect that - maybe even kept it a secret to protect the kid. when had he decided to settle down? the tony she knew was a playboy, preferred the company of one night stands, than a relationship. he was too much of a mess for that. she didn’t want to chop it up to a mistake, but maybe she was that? either way, was she responsible for making morgan, fatherless? and pepper, a single mother?

underneath this new guilt, a part of carol was furious. furious tony hadn’t told her he had a kid. he was really going to make her suffer. damn you, tony she thought. keeping the experiments on himself, to himself. now, the kid. carol’s not in the business of killing kid’s parents. she never saw pepper after the war, maybe because of morgan, it would’ve been too painful.

“ i - didn’t know he had a daughter. ” she sounded apologetic.

“ i don’t think we’ve met - i’m carol danvers. captain marvel. ”

#𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - ( 𝐈𝐍𝐓. )#( 𝐅𝐓 / 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊. )

ofcomicisms:

✦ · * ⊹ starter ; OPEN!

THE IDEA OF WALKING ABOUT her life here without so much of a care in the world, seemed far too impossible for the young woman, especially when one considered her incessant need to solve every any mystery that came flying her way. this stint on another planet? well it wouldn’t be any different — she had a true home to get back to, a family, a group of friends and a city to protect. she’d finally found a change of clothes, realizing quickly that money was a very real thing and deciding that a source for it wouldn’t be something too ridiculous to spend time finding.

so that’s what she was on the hunt for, hoping to find something like a computer tech shop, for one it would give her the tools and excuses she needed to take things apart, the information kiosks were the first that came to mind along with the cell phones. the more she knew about the technology here, the better chance she’d have to eventually hack into it, so that was on the agenda for today.

ever so vigilant, barbara was painfully aware of her surroundings she’d picked up on the sound of footsteps following her rather quickly but decided to do little about it, up until she rounded a corner and by that point she’d turn around and with her fists raised — she threw one forward only stopping when the other person did. “ are you STUPID? “ she whisper yelled as hazel eyes narrowed in irritation. “ is a BROKEN nose really something you want to add to an already growing list of problems here? “ the sarcasm in her voice was palpable as she paused again.

“ wear a damn cat bell, or announce yourself next time… gees. “

→ @zertheastarters !!

carol couldn’t remember the last time she had a c e l l p h o n e. okay - BEFORE the war and the weeks leading up to it, carol was off-world. the s p a c e woman spent most of her time among the stars, visiting planet after planet to be their hero in their time of need. earth had the avengers. the other planets? did not. but it all worked out for carol, because she always wanted to fly. since she was a little girl, she wanted to be in space. but it meant a sacrifice of earth’s culture, the things that made earth different from other planets. and seeing as aliens weren’t as obsessed as humans with cell phones, carol didn’t see a reason as to why she needed it. she had spaceship, if she needed to communicate with anyone, she’d do it from the ship.

still, playing with a cell phone after all this time, was kinda fun. especially one from another planet. carol walked around blindly, eyes glued to the screen, smiling like an idiot. it felt like home, but at the same time, a million miles away because of it’s advancements. she was invested in the thing, so much, that she didn’t realize she was following a young woman with red hair. she rounded the corner behind her, eyes still glued to the screen, and the woman threw her fist forward, inches away from her face. the space woman hadn’t reacted. are you STUPID? then she reacted.

with a deep frown she pouted her lips, and her eyes raised in annoyance. she was having such a good time with her phone, and now she was making her grumpy again. oh, a broken nose is just a tuesday. carol wanted to say, but didn’t. “ hey, a broken nose is pretty NORMAL compared to the REAL problems we have here! ” she quipped, as she slipped the phone in her pocket.

and there she goes.

“ oh, i’ll show you what a damn CAT BELL looks like...! ”

why did it always feel like people were purposefully trying to PISS her off? her eyes began to glow from the energy bursting inside her. her fist glowed, but shined in the form of a ball of energy, surrounding each hand. she planned on firing concussive blasts if she didn’t back off.

#𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - ( 𝐈𝐍𝐓. )#( 𝐅𝐓 / 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐍. )#am i replying to another one of your bbs before i reply to the other?#:') i'm working on it :'))#ps carol's not gonna hurt babs #she's just :') mad smh :'))

acataleptichq:

open starter ( @zertheastarters ) tony & any muse

maybe tony was too skeptical. maybe it’d be easier to accept this all at face value. he was on a new planet where he was now to live. but it was too strange, and there were too many variables. for example, he’d been dying, and he had no memory of how he got here. or he wasn’t sure what anyone gained by him being here. it wasn’t like he had his company or his suit, he was just here, all by himself. which was strange enough, really. he was wearing the suit last he remembered, but here he was, plain clothing. again, strange.

it felt like an elaborate hoax, and maybe it was. the new phones were weird, as weird as everything else going on here. they were advanced, and yet, primitive. he didn’t like any of this, honestly, but he’d yet to figure out what he was going to do about it. “so are we supposed to pretend this isn’t weird and just go to work and make dinner and everything like normal?”

“ tony? ”

her eyes were slow to blink at first, visibly shaken by his appearance. her heart sunk, and she felt weak, weak as if she was weighted down by an entire planet and she couldn’t breathe. she didn’t know what to say. wasn’t he in a coma? hadn’t henry told her that?

he trusted you.

stop it, she told henry. stop it, she repeated in her head. she didn’t want to be reminded of the guilt, of the P A I N she still didn’t know how to process. carol had gone to s.h.i.e.l.d.’s triskelion base with beast, seen tony inside the stasis pod in a comatose state. the only thing keeping him alive was some sort of...biological experimentation, he’d done on himself. henry guessed, for years. she remembered she had questions about that, but they didn’t seem to matter as she watched her friend lying there. sleeping, probably, for the rest of his life.

flashes of how a n g r y she was with tony, and how unwilling she was to hold back for the final blows against his armor, came back. iron man vs captain marvel, he wasn’t going to win. carol knew that. and she was still going to kill him. but she was taken to the e d g e of the universe, to the edge of reason, even though she won’t admit it. at least she wouldn’t be known as “ the woman who killed tony stark ”, said henry.

but carol felt like she did.

was this henry’s version of some sort of SICK joke? he knew how rattled she was seeing tony, was he angry too and finally blaming her for it? was this a combined effort between the avengers and x-men to take her down? after they’d found out how dangerous she was? An agreement between all the super groups involved in the war? or was it an enemy, seizing the opportunity to weaken her? carol’s parted lips finally spoke up.

“ i - how are you? ”

#𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - ( 𝐈𝐍𝐓. )#( 𝐅𝐓 / 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊. )

ofcomicisms:

✦ · * ⊹ starter ; open!

" IT WASN’T LIKE I WOKE UP wanting to blow it up mom… “ those were the last words, that morgan stark uttered before she felt herself being pulled in a direction she wasn’t quite sure she wanted to go in — but finding that she had no choice, but maybe if she kept on attempting to talk over pepper’s voice.. so she kept at it. “ i know, i know.. I KNOW! “ she repeated up until she opened her eyes, doe eyes instantly growing wide as she realized that she was no longer standing in the middle of a board room, with nosy eyes all around her no she was

alone.

in a… was it a hallway? it didn’t feel like a hallway, had they finally made a break through on teleporting? could be possible her father did defy the laws of the universe and invent time travel after all. the brunette staggered backwards, her back hitting a wall as she noticed a figure out in the distance. “ mum? “ she called out, voice hoarse as her arms wrapped around her frame instinctively. wanting nothing more than to find a place to hide, and then it occurred to her.. “ i’m ARMED! “ she bravely called out, one of her hands rising inside of her hoodie, as she made a lame gun sign in her pocket, because a hand gesture was going to keep her from getting mugged.. if that’s what was happening, which wasn’t what worried her, it was the why of it all.

“ okay, pepper — you’ve really taken, GROUNDING to an entirely new level. “

she’d done C I R C L E S around this place. literally. circles around the planet, and after, she hovered in mid-space. sitting amongst the stars, there was no sound in space. she looked left and right underneath her cowl, searching for familiar stars and planets. nothing. “ where the HELL am i? ” she growled, clenching her fists. was she even in the same universe? she jetted off, back down to the surface, and landed in the city. carol had traveled across many galaxies as captain marvel, yet she hadn’t recognized this one. she wondered if this was an old enemy’s plan, but who? she had pissed off an entire alien fleet before, and that wasn’t the kree. the kree would have to get in line.

her cowl disappeared off her face, as she looked around. carol began walking around aimlessly, deep in thought. she needed to find the leader, the holograms message wasn’t enough. but seeing as the entire city was empty, besides the people that appeared here, it was unlikely she’d find a leader. she entered building after building looking for extraterrestrial life, but no one. she’d all but given up, when she heard something faint, down the hallway. i’m ARMED! carol cracked a smile. finally, she thought. she could get some of her frustrations out in a fight, forgetting that the voice could be a resident. she cracked her knuckles as she slowly approached, fists RADIATING with energy, ready for a good spar when she noticed...a girl?

“ pepper? ”

brows knitted together, and confusion crossed her face. carol knew a pepper. pepper potts. she usually associated the woman with tony, but couldn’t get to know her since she spent so much time off-world. but obviously, they had history. “ hey. nice FINGER GUN, but that’s not gonna work on me. ” she gestured to the hand in girl’s pocket, while the energy dissipated from her fists. carol casually folded her arms against her chest and sighed.

“ what’s your name? ”

#𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - ( 𝐈𝐍𝐓. )#( 𝐅𝐓 / 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊. )

[ marvel. ana de armas. thirty-two/fifty-six. cis female. ] bright light fading away CAROL DANVERS has found themselves in a new unrecognized land. the last thing SHE remembers before they were taken was THE AFTERMATH OF THE SECOND SUPERHERO CIVIL WAR. they say back in those times they were known to be RESILIENT, however, also have their moments when they could be TEMPERAMENTAL and was always best recognized by FISTS THAT SPARKLE, SPACE ADVENTURES WITH A FLERKEN CAT THAT’S HER RIDE OR DIE, & A BAD COP GOOD COP ENERGY . [ sessho. 21+. cst. she/her. ]

alcoholism tw, death tw

#zerthea.intro #𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - ( 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎. )#alcholism tw #death tw

lucybaird

ana de armas appreciation 5/–

#𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - ( 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎. )

jcylenz

#𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - ( 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄. )#wow #big carol mood

tag drop for a sparklin’ punchin’ space woman !

oikawas

Have you ever seen a little girl run so fast she falls down? There’s an instant, a fraction of a second before the world catches hold of her again…A moment when she’s outrun every doubt and fear she’s ever had about herself and she flies. In that one moment, every little girl flies.

#queue.

OPEN !

BOOM !

it’s empty. it’s WHITE. carol knows exactly how she got here, FIGHTING the system. noticing the glitches, the confusion, the battle for control in her own head. she remembers the skrulls’ probe into her memories, the constant tampering of her hybrid mind for something. she remembers, she’s done this before. she won’t let it happen, again.

DARKNESS.

a cold, impeccable white room, she’s standing in. she doesn’t waste a breath, INSTINCT says to curl her fists and throw FISTS at some invisible enemy she can’t see, but then darkness feels the void, and swallows her whole. she’s falling. she’s falling and she’s screaming. overpowered by fear. she’s not flying. she can’t feel the power inside her. cosmic or will. and she doesn’t have a back up. she’ll die. all alone and powerless to save herself.

she’ll die out here.

LIGHT. she comes to in a completely different place. catching her breath, she swore she was dead. it’s a a new world, some place on a post card from blue creek, california? what ? carol’s not sure where to begin, but towns people start gravitating towards her, as if they’re caught in her pull.she’s DISTRUSTFUL of them, but they help to get her settled in. for once, she doesn’t question it. she’ll save her questions for later. once she escapes the group, she gets out in the middle of another crowd. as she walks, her uniform materializes into the last outfit she remembers beside monica rambeau: white tee, blue jeans, and a killer leather jacket. she had to blend in. she paused. “alright. let’s try this again...” carol voiced, serious. “what year is it ? what planet is this ? where’s fury ? who are you ? and where the HELL is my flerken cat ?”

#dev:open #no need to match length!#this was just fun

teamspiriit‌:

NIGHTMARES CRAWLED UP JOSH’S SPINE. Reminders were constant, which was probably why he wound up spending most of his nights outside rather than try to sleep. This time, he wound up outside of a bar, back rest against the cold bricks. The noise of the music inside pounded against the insulation, he could hear the rhythm despite the blockage. Every so often, small groups and patrons came out, staggering around the sidewalk. For the most part, he just watched but it wasn’t until someone stood in close vicinity that he turned his head to look over at them, a faint smile on his face despite his exhaustion. “Got a light ?” He queried.

“yeah ! here you go.” carol curled her arm and fist between them, drawing cosmic energy from her body to emit through her fists. the ignition resonated better than a car, better than a jet. like something she’d never heard before, she always loved that part. but, to be honest, she loved all of it. the energy radiated through her fingers to the tops of her fingertips, the brilliance of it’s light was almost blinding, if she hadn’t toned it down a little. and with her index finger pointed upward, energy danced on her fingertip like a lit flame on a candle. she could only imagine the look on his face. “what ? you asked for a light.” she smirked, brow raised. “just don’t get too close, this could hurt you. well, actually kill you.” she warned, seriously.

#~.interactions #~.ft.josh washington

shxllowhq‌:

Walking one of the Dogs like usual she was not expecting that the dog would just pull them self off and run to a stranger and jump on them. “Oh god Bobby no.” she said and ran to take the dog down. “I am so so sorry, he normally don’t just run to strangers like that.”

“ AH !! ...OH MY GOD ! ”

carol was breaking script for more than TWO seconds, and she was being attacked by a dog. she missed her flerken cat, it was bad enough already, but this is not what she meant when she broke script. this is not what she meant when she lost her cat. replace a cat with a dog. NO. how much sense did that make ? who does that ? what kind of place, replaces a cat with a dog ? to make things worse, he was licking her.

“LADY, get a hold of your dog ! ”

#~.interaction #~.ft.daenerys targaryen #crazy cat lady

CAROL DANVERS ~.AKA CAPTAIN MARVEL.~

brie larson, female ( she/her ), lesbian. did you hear ? CAROL DANVERS, a ( canon ) character in ( MARVEL ), went deviant 2 SECONDS ago ! now they’re a 29 y/o job tbd. people either think they’re [ PERSEVERING & STRONG-WILLED ] or [ TEMPERAMENTAL & COCKY ] but associate them w/ sparkle fists, blonde mohawk, a flerken cat, retro 90s & pagers, space adventures ft. cool tunes, witty remarks, aircraft, & female empowerment either way. they DO remember being paged by fury. ( mipsy, she/her, cst. )