i moved to @batfamtv!

i'm d! i write wlw imagines, poc imagines (sometimes). so far i've written random stuff like carol danvers x reader, 10k (znation) x reader, peter parker x reader and hoping to write some more in the future. masterlist

[dnymirs]

hi, i moved to @batfamtv!

masterlist

please bear with me as i try to stuff as soon as i get them. your well-wishes are always appreciated!

carol danvers x reader

i. hey, my love: Moving on from Carol will never be easy.

ii. dug a thousand graves      

carol x pregnant reader

carol x avenger reader

imagine losing carol to that plane crash only for her to come back six years later (1/?)

this love came back to me carol returns six years after her “death” and something kept telling her to go find you. she finds you…with someone she has never met before.

z nation 10k (tommy) x reader

12:51: in which 10k loves you so so much, just not in the way you want him to

currently writing:

peter parker x reader based on ed sheeran’s photograph

carol danvers x avenger reader pt 2

[batfamtv]

i work for her

summary: batmom meets the justice league

bruce wayne x fem!reader

word count: 1508

"Shall I fetch you some tea?"

You smiled from where you sat, and turned your chair to face Alfred, "Yes please. I don't know why I'm so tired already, I'm normally up and about at this time.”

Alfred chuckled knowingly, “Well, being a full-time wife of the Batman will wear one too eventually.” He walked to you, taking a peek at the numerous monitors you turned back to look at. “And it’s not even midnight yet.”

At the sound of the stone wall sliding open and elevator descending, you turned around to look. Alfred did too, but immediately turned to face you, about to inform you that he will be leaving you for a while to make some tea, but--

“Wow! This is awesome!”

Alfred did a double-take. You raised your brows. Bruce wasn’t alone. He was with the other metahumans, smiling tiredly with his cowl in his hand. “Brought some friends.”

While the other metahumans inspected the batcave, your husband was quick to approach you, giving you a warm smile. You reached from your seat to take his cowl and place it on the table, and bring your hand back to his, squeezing it lightly. “Missed you.”

His smile brightened, squeezing your hand back.

Alfred reached beside you to grab Bruce’s cowl, mumbling about making sure there was no damage to it.

You noticed the young, elated kid who was observing the batcave with fascination. This must be Barry Allen. Diana you’ve already met, but the rest not yet--at least, not personally. You’ve only gotten to know who they were from the research you helped conduct.

Bruce called to the others, “Everyone, this is Alfred and Y/N. I work for them.”

Diana approached you and Alfred, patting the latter in acknowledgment. You shuffled to get out of the chair you had curled into, but Diana quickly stopped you before you could get up, “No, Y/N. Stay.” She smiled at you.

“Thanks, Di,” you smiled back gratefully and with a nod, Diana excused herself. Victor Stone was walking behind Diana, only giving you and Alfred a stiff nod.

“Oh,” Alfred shared a nervous glance at you before following Victor again with his eyes. You lightly shook your head in amusement.

Barry Allen looked very excited to meet you and Alfred, raising both of his hands to wave at you, one hand waving at Alfred enthusiastically, and the other extending to wave at you. “Hi, Batman’s bosses!” You opened your mouth to correct him, but he was already gone in a flash.

Finally, Arthur Curry passed by you and Alfred, “This is badass guys,” before giving you a thumbs-up and following after the others.

Alfred looked so surprised seeing these many people in the batcave again after all this time. You grinned at him when he gave you a look, clearly showing his surprise. “Well, I’ll put on the tea. I was going to get Mistress Wayne and me some.”

“Great,” Bruce glanced at his new teammates, almost feeling a little awkward to see a lot of people occupying his batcave.

“I don’t know where we’re gonna find the cups,” Alfred replied, shrugging.

“Ooh, remember that tea set I got from Bludhaven? Those were nice,” you suggested. Alfred nodded, thinking, “I do, but wasn’t those destroyed when the Dami--”

“I think there’s enough left,” you told Alfred, “I’ll help you look.”

Alfred brought his hands up, gesturing for you to stop. “Please, Mistress Wayne, I got this. You can do me the favor of resting to revitalize yourself.”

You waved him off, rolling your eyes teasingly. “I’m fine, I just need some of your tea, Alfred.” He nodded appreciatively and excused himself.

Beside you, Bruce turned to look at you, moving from holding your hand to lean down to plant a quick kiss on your temple. You smiled and held his face, planting a small kiss on his cheek. “Alfred’s right, you should be resting.”

“I will,” you nodded, reassuring him. “I’ll have some tea and take a quick nap.”

“We might be leaving not too long after.”

“Then, I’ll see you off.” You smiled, caressing his cheek with your thumb. Bruce leaned into your touch, before glancing at the team and back to you again. You chuckled at how Bruce Wayne, the Batman, was subtly trying to excuse himself to return to his team, albeit reluctantly, “Go, silly! I’ll be here.” He gave you another kiss and walked over to the others.

On the team’s downtime, waiting for Victor to fix the aircraft, Bruce was watching you sleep, finding comfort in your relaxed face. Diana walked over to Bruce, nudging him, “You should take her upstairs to rest.”

“I would, but I know she’ll get mad.”

“How is she?”

Bruce sighed, “She’s tired all the time. I told her she should just rest, but she insists on helping us.” He smiled at Y/N lovingly, then scowled, as if remembering something unpleasant.

Diana furrowed her eyebrows, “What is it?”

“Uh…” he glanced at her, unsure whether he should divulge. He hadn’t told this to anyone outside the family, “I had a dream, like, I don’t know, almost like a premonition. It was the end of the world, and Barry Allen was right here,” he gestured to the spot Y/N was occupying, “and he said to me ‘Lois Lane is the key.’” He made a face, glancing at Diana, almost looking for advice on what this dream meant.

Diana shrugged half-heartedly, “She is… to Superman. Every heart has one.” She smiled, almost bittersweet, remembering hers. Bruce glanced to Y/N again, almost ready to agree with Diana and drop the conversation.

Despite that, however, he continued, “I think it’s something more. Something darker.” Worry was etched across his face. He hoped Diana was right. He hoped he was wrong.

A while later, you woke up from your nap to see the team and Alfred walking to the elevator. “Is it time to go already?”

Bruce looked at you guiltily, you looked so comfortable all curled up in the chair, he didn’t want to wake you. “Yeah, time to go.” He and Alfred, along with the others are on the platform now, ready to ascend to the top of the waterfall.

With a sigh, you rolled your neck and removed the blanket you buried yourself into. Bruce smiled when you waddle towards him.

Victor, Arthur, and Barry all shared the exact same looks, gawking at you and your pregnant belly. With one hand resting on top of your belly, you laughed at their shocked faces as the platform ascended.

“Wait, what? You’re very pregnant!” Barry exclaimed.

“I am!” You nodded excitedly, “I’m not due anytime soon, though. I’m just big.”

“Don’t you...I don’t know...Shouldn’t you file for maternity leave? You should be resting!” Barry replied, glancing at you and your tummy worriedly. With that, Alfred and Bruce both looked at you with the expression, “See? That’s what we’ve been trying to tell you.”

“Well, the Batman never rests…” you glance at your husband, “and neither does his wife.”

“Wife?” Barry was even more shocked. “I can’t believe Batman is married!” He glanced at Bruce before turning back to you, “Can I touch your belly?” Barry asked, looking like he was going to vibrate with excitement. You nodded, laughing lightly, “Sure, but the baby is sleeping, so no kicks.”

The platform ascended to the very top, the aircraft on top of you. You stared at it in disbelief, Bruce had tried for the longest time to fix it, and now it was here, fully operational. You turned to your husband, “You fixed it?”

Bruce shook his head, tilting his head to Victor. You turned to Victor, “You fixed it! Thank you!”

Victor nodded, “It wanted to fly. Flight is its nature.” Bruce nodded at him, grateful, “Yours too.”

Barry was still talking excitedly to your tummy, finally saying goodbye to the baby. He looked up at you and smiled, “Thank you!”

“Take care, Barry,” you smiled at him. Arthur turned to you, giving you a shaka sign before joining Barry to the aircraft.

Bruce turned to look at you and Alfred. You smiled at him, handing him his cowl. He took it gratefully, before turning to Alfred, “He’ll be here, Alfred. I know it.”

“What makes you so sure?” Alfred asked.

“Faith, Alfred. Faith.” Bruce smiled, looking back to you. “I’ll see you later, Y/N.”

“Will you be here by breakfast?” You asked him jokingly. He grinned and with a light shrug, replied, “Hopefully.”

You laughed, blowing him a kiss as the ramp closed in front of him.

Descending to the Batcave, you were met with an annoyed look on your son’s face, in his suit, wielding a katana. “They already left? I was supposed to come, Ummi!” He huffed, not mad at you but at his dad for leaving him behind.

You leaned down to kiss Damian’s temple, arm around him to guide him to the main house, “It’s a school night, sweetie. Maybe another time.”

a/n: I had a dream about batfleck and now simp mode is on overdrive

[batfamtv]

girls like girls (1/2)

can you do a jealous carol x reader ? like reader has had long time crush on carol and admits her feelings only to get turned down bc carol has internalized homophobia and doesn’t know how to react. carol gets jealous when reader is moving on with another mcu character of your choice.

carol danvers x reader

warnings: homophobia (internalized), gay thoughts

When vers landed back on earth, you were just a rookie, working as fury’s assistant

It was such a whirlwind, coming to discover that aliens exist when you were just some kid who landed a gig at SHIELD

After that wild ride ended, you were tasked (volunteered) to look out for goose

Goose loves you, he is babey

When carol leaves to help the skrulls, you asked her, “are you coming back to earth soon?”

She said that she’ll try, and then she left

It wasn’t until she left that you realized, you miss her...you liked her

And not just in a platonic way

A couple of months later, carol was hovering outside your window (you live on the 25th floor), smiling

It was 1 am

You bring her into the apartment and hugged her, elated to see she’s back!

You were very touched that she decided to come to you, to let you know she came back

And you thought, hey, now that she’s here maybe i could tell her…

You know back in the 90s the gay agenda wasnt it

And in those months when carol was gone, you thought that weird feeling you got when you were with her was just being in awe of her powers, or that feeling of wanting to be her so much that you feel jealous… or idk maybe constipation

But when you saw her again, you realized, those feelings were real, you like carol danvers, even though she was a woman, you had feelings for her

You thought anyone who exudes the energy carol has has to be gay right?

Being new to the gay scene yourself, you dont know how to gauge it, how to act knowing that you like her as more than a friend

You and carol opted for a midnight snack somewhere, just talking

You are literally *heart eyes emoji* just looking at her, talking about her adventures

You told her to stay the night, the world can wait a little bit, and she did!

Oop--there’s only one bed alert

She was fine sleeping on the sofa, or even on the floor beside your bed, but you insisted! She’s your guest!

You didnt wake up all cuddled next to her, you also unconsciously created a space between you two

But you woke up to the most beautiful thing…

You woke up facing her, and she was still asleep, the light rays on her skin shining like gold, and accentuates that little things

And you were like, “holy moly, i would NOT mind waking up to this everyday”

And just like that, you went from a questioning baby lesbian to a full on simp

You really said, “i love wamen”

And for 3 beautiful, blissful days, carol stayed with you

It was more than you could ever imagine

To a normal person, everything you did was routine, simple, and normal

You’d get groceries, discuss which shampoo is better, you’d teach her how to bake

You sit down from across each other, you sipping some tea while carol reads a book you recommended

And at night, when she thought you weren’t asleep yet, she’d scooch closer to you, so close that you can feel her breathing, feel her exhaling into your hair

And you can smell her, and you’re really giddy

And sometimes, when you’re so close to sleeping, you can feel her hand on your hair, on your cheek, run down your arm

And you feel safe and loved

Renting from blockbuster was amazing, carol loved it, marathoned a lot of movies!

And when the night came and you were high on gay bliss, you looked at her, inches away from you in bed and said, “i love you, carol”

Carol grinned at you, about to respond that she likes you too, that you are her dear friend who is helping her re-assimilate to earth, when she saw that look in your eyes, that there was something more

And she was so surprised...and confused

She looked at the shocked expression on your face, as you clearly did not expect those words come out of your mouth

And the first thing that came to her mind was but that’s wrong

She looked at you, both confused and stoic, and she got out of bed and walking backwards away from you

“I don’t…”

You sit up, still in shock, reaching out to touch her

“Carol, I--”

“I’m not a lesbian!”

You whimpered, now out of bed and reaching for her, “Carol, I’m sor--”

“Please don’t,” she looked away from you

And you took it as a sign of disgust

Carol was disgusted by you

By your feelings towards her, and by who you are

Tears now building up, your vision becomes blurry as you stopped in your tracks, now hurt by carol’s actions

Wordlessly, she took her jacket and straight to the door, closing it gently, not slamming it

She wasn’t mad, you thought, just in shock

So you waited for her to cool her head, almost hopeful that she’ll come back and admit her feelings to you too

You fell asleep on the couch

And when you wake up, carol wasn’t there

She didnt come back

a/n: i'm alive again after 2 years lol, there's going to be a part 2 set in endgame! thanks for the support on my @dnymirs blog i love y'all

[batfamtv]

my masterlist

i migrated here from @dnymirs

dc imagines

i work for her (bruce wayne x reader): batmom meets the justice league

carol danvers x reader

i. hey, my love: Moving on from Carol will never be easy.

ii. dug a thousand graves      

carol x pregnant reader

carol x avenger reader

imagine losing carol to that plane crash only for her to come back six years later

this love came back to me: carol returns six years after her “death” and something kept telling her to go find you. she finds you…with someone she has never met before.

girls like girls (½): you tell carol how you feel but she does not react well to it

z nation 10k (tommy) x reader

12:51: in which 10k loves you so so much, just not in the way you want him to

[dnymirs]

i moved here now!

[dnymirs]

can you do a jealous carol x reader ? like reader has had long time crush on carol and admits her feelings only to get turned down bc carol has internalized homophobia and doesn’t know how to react. carol gets jealous when reader is moving on with another mcu character of your choice.

part 1 (of 2) is released!! after 2 years lol

i don’t use this blog anymore, i’m on @batfamtv! 🥰

[dnymirs]

Hi! I love reading your carol fics. Can I request for carol nerding out to something (it’s up to you which one tho) with the reader? Ps. I know your icon is tiffany. Love that! xx

carol x female reader: pride parade

in honour and celebration of pride month, let us talk about how you and carol would be nerding out at a pride march.

i haven’t been to a pride march myself, but i am hoping to attend my city’s pride march next time.

also, yes, my icon is tiffany - one of my many gay awakenings lmao

anyway, back to the topic - let us say that carol has not been to a pride parade before - of course, saving the world has become a priority and she sadly just never had the chance to come visit you during the month of june.

to be honest, this doesn’t bother you as much as it did before - with your wife being, literally, the savior of the universe, you understood the implications and was very proud of her for this, so while carol being away used to make you feel sad, you realize that pouring all your time into your work helps make the time apart seem a little bit shorter.

you don’t go to pride whenever carol is away - this means that ever since you have been with carol, you haven’t been to pride. it only made you lonely if you would go to the parade without her and for sure carol would be upset too (at herself, for not being there with you)

now let’s say that carol has decided to take a month off. “a month off of saving the universe?” you asked her, a little bit shocked. “wouldn’t the universe crash and burn without you watching over?”

carol shrugged her shoulders, smiling at you. “i’m sure the universe can wait a bit, i have been spending all my time away from you, you’re probably jealous of the kree population because they see me more frequently than you do.”

“this is amazing, though, carol!” you said. “we can attend the pride parade!”

and you bet that you and carol would go on Full Gay during pride month. carol, being the more…dominant…top?…in the relationship, now unabashedly holds your hand and kisses you in public, during lunches with friends, around people just to make them uncomfortable. you, of course, are too busy hiding your red face every time.

she decides that the place you girls are living in needs a little more - a Lot more - rainbows. has a pride flag outside, or hanging by the window. wears rainbow badges, subtle rainbow shirts. carol enjoys being able to celebrate her love for you, and you enjoy it too.

cliche as it may seem, wraps a giant rainbow flag around the two of you and kisses you during the pride parade, earning claps and “awws” from the other gays. other avengers came with you to show their support, waving their flags around.

and carol, one arm around you, another holding a bottle of beer, stares at you and grins. “what are you smiling at?”

“i love you.” she says.

“i love you.” you reply. and she says it back, a little louder until it becomes a contest of you can proclaim their love the loudest.

you, together with the avengers have a little picnic on top of a hill, looking over the city filled with love, and acceptance, and pride.

[dnymirs]

this love came back to me

carol returns six years after her “death” and something kept telling her to go find you. she finds you...with someone she has never met before.

carol danvers x reader

a/n: this is a rendition/continuation of that short blurb i wrote (Imagine losing Carol to that plane crash only for her to come back to you six years later), this time with an actual ending. please let me know what you think, and once again, thank you for all the love and support!

find y/n.

that was one of the things she could remember.

that name, and the overwhelming happiness that went with it

she did not know who y/n is and it was killing her so much because

she feels a connection with her

and the memories she somehow couldnt remember

whenever she tried to remember y/n, it was like remembering a dream

the more she tries to remember, the more it goes away

veers--carol has grown up a lot over the years that she could proudly say that she could handle herself

she rarely got nervous, rarely got scared

but as she stood outside the house she has never seen before, a house which was hauntingly familiar, she felt her insides trembling

in uncertainty, in confusion and in hope

when carol started to gain some snippets of her memory, there was an influx of data all surging into her mind, all at once

most of it brought feelings she couldn’t comprehend, well, all except one

it was a voice--hers

it was carol’s voice screaming in her head, constantly

“you have to find y/n”

who...is y/n?

among the hazy thoughts and vague memories, that voice inside her head, screaming, begging for her to focus on this one thing

find y/n

it was all she had ever known

when she arrived at C-53, earth, that voice in her head...became more prominent

she started getting memories, a face, a voice, associated with this y/n

and a feeling

and it was hard to tell someone about it, but when she reunited with maria and monica, she felt like they could help her sort out her feelings

“do you know...y/n?” carol was really hesitant asking maria about this person, scared that maria knows y/n, scared that maria doesn’t

maria stiffened at that question, turning to carol slowly. “do you remember y/n?”

“just...fragments. i…” carol looked down at her hands and closed her eyes, trying to remember the fleeting memories she had of y/n

y/n’s smile, laugh, the sound of her voice

the smell of their bedsheets

“she’s someone important to me,” carol stated and maria stared at her for a while before nodding.

“she is.

are you--do you think you’re ready to see her again?”

there was uncertainty in maria, silently conveying that it might not be a good idea to see y/n again

but the voice in her head said you need to. you need to see her again.

and apologize.

silently, carol nodded

and that was where she stood now, outside the all too familiar house.

for the first time in a while, she decided not to move from her spot, a few feet away from the porch.

it was the first time in a long time that carol felt her knees shaking, her mouth trembling

scared that if she took a step forward, she would collapse

y/n was in there, y/n was...a part of my life

the voice in her head disagreed, she wasn’t just a part of it. she was all of it.

she loved y/n

but carol left her.

carol abandoned the person she loved.

and now she’s back...after six years

will y/n even remember her? will y/n forgive her?

the door opened, and carol held her breath.

maria stood in front of y/n, covering her, and all carol could see was y/n silhouette

but it was her

the voice in her head, the sound of laughter, and the feeling of love and utmost devotion

it was y/n

and when maria moved aside to reveal y/n, carol couldn’t breathe

there were feelings of shame, of guilt, and above all, longing and love

that was when carol realized that finally, she was finally, home

maria begged you not to freak out, but there was someone who wanted to meet you

despite your confusion, you followed her outside

and what you saw…who you saw...was someone who was not a part of your life

not anymore

not since the last time you saw her six years ago

her voice was the same, her face and her eyes, they were the exact same as the ones that belonged to the love of your life. and when this person, alive in front of you, whispered ever so quietly in relief, “y/n.”

the absolute shock of seeing her reeled you backwards as you staggered to keep your footing.it was...carol

carol was alive

in a split second, she was right in front of you, concern written in her face as she slowly extended her arms to support you

you let her assist you, eyes never leaving her…she was alive

“w…” you shook your head, trying to make sense of everything, “w...who are you?”

her face fell for a split second with your question, but it changed ever so quickly.

carefully, she brought a hand to your face.tears started to blur your vision when you felt her skin touch yours, and she was so close that you could smell her...exactly the same as the carol you lost.

your face was wet with tears when you finally whispered to her, “carol?”

she smiled at you, also teary-eyed and nodded. “it’s me, baby. it’s carol.”

with that confirmation, you threw your arms around her, sobbing into her shoulder. in relief, in absolute joy, and in grief

you remembered grieving carol for so long, that you were unable to function, unable to think of a future without her

loving carol was good, until it wasn’t. until she died, and no one could even tell you why it happened.you couldn’t even bury her, because they didn’t find a body

but this love came back to you...alive.hugging you just as tight

and carol...wanted so much to just sit you down and try to explain everything that has happened

but you wanted to tell her something important too, something that couldn’t wait

carol was scared

she just had you back, literally, for 10 minutes

and when you said you wanted to tell her something “important”, that “it couldn’t wait”, she thought of the worst

the worst thing for her, but the most sensible thing for you

when you gingerly ushered her to the house, she grabbed both of your hands

“i’m so glad i found you again and...i want to explain everything but i want to get this out of the way” carol took a deep breath and

“did you...did you find someone else?”

you smiled at her sadly, hands travelling to her face to cup her cheeks. “i...found someone. i...lost hope when i lost you but she came to me and...”

carol’s entire body went slack, and she dropped her head

it was unfair to even think about y/n waiting for her after six years

you thought she was dead. they did not have closure. carol didn’t even remember who you were until she saw your face again

it was unfair to you that she expected you to be able to resume what you had after six years

and she wouldn’t have wanted you to wait for a ghost

but why does it feel so bad?

why does the beating of her chest so erratic, and why does she feel so much grief in knowing that the person she loves...has lived a life without her?

“i...want you to meet her, carol”

carol was ready to say no, that she doesn’t have to, that she doesn’t want to

pulling her hand, you gestured to the staircase, “she’s always wanted to meet you”

“why would sh--”

now your smile was wider, tears still in your eyes, “i remember what you said, on that day. i remember you saying it to me…”

that you couldn’t wait to meet her

as you guided carol up the stairs, flashes of memories bombarded her mind.

memories in this house, the happy ones and the sad ones, and the best ones

and the day she left you

she remember standing in the porch, hugging her tightly

you made a joke about not letting her go, and carol, who was easily stronger than you, broke away easily.“i gotta go,” she grinned at you as you pouted, “but i’ll miss you.”

carol laughed. “i’ll miss you too, but i’ll be back before you know it.”

she kneels down to your stomach and presses a kiss on it. “now, i’ll miss you too my little warrior. take care of mommy for me. i can’t wait to meet you...”

“you should be the one taking care of us,” you grumbled. carol rolled her eyes at you and stood back up to kiss you. “i’ll be back soon, okay? i love you.”

“i love you.”

and carol found herself in the doorway to a child’s room

full of toys, books, and drawings

and a child, a little girl, sitting on the bed, noticed her and eyed her curiously.

“mommy, who is she?”

you glanced from carol to the beautiful girl in the bed, and back to carol again.

and carol was shaking, so much emotions in her heart

but mostly it was the memories in her head and her finally piecing everything together

this child was her daughter.

tears now freely flowing, and in one of the bravest things carol has ever done in her life, she approached the girl slowly and smiled, “hey there, little warrior. i’ve been wanting to meet you for a long time now.”

you now stood beside carol, watching your daughter.

you and carol could almost see the gears inside her head moving, trying to piece everything together.

your daughter gasped and stood in her bed, eyes wide in excitement,

“are you her? are you my mommy carol?”

despite her tears, carol laughed and nodded. “yes! i’m your mommy carol.”

and opened her arms to you and your daughter.your child excitedly flung herself to you and carol, hugging the two of you as tight as she could.

your eyes were filled with tears, happy tears, thankful tears

carol looks at you and mouths, “i love you.”

and there she was

carol was finally home

your kiss, my cheek

i watched you leave

your smile, my ghost

i fell to my knees

this love is good

this love is bad

this love is a life back from the dead

these hands had to let it go free

and, this love came back to me

this love that's a permanent mark

this love is glowing in the dark

these hands had to let it go free

and this love came back to me

[dnymirs]

Imagine losing Carol to that plane crash only for her to come back to you six years later

1/? short blurbs

Keep reading

[dnymirs]

hello everyone! i am halfway done with the entire story! (a rendition of this + part 2) hopefully i could finish it within the next 2 hours or so. please anticipate it!

[keybladesoras]

Captain Marvel (2019)

[dnymirs]

not to be nsfw on tumblr but imagine the most powerful being in the world, carol “lesbian” danvers, being head-over-heels in love with you.

she would literally give you the moon if that is what you wanted.

but you don’t ask for much.

you just want to hear her voice in the morning, her kisses in the night, and the steady drumming of her heartbeat when it’s cold outside.

oh carol, how i love you so.

[dnymirs]

Imagine losing Carol to that plane crash only for her to come back to you six years later

1/? short blurbs

you hated it because she didn’t tell you anything

“are you sure you just want to eat toast?” you called from the kitchen.

“thif if fine” she grinned at you, stuffing more into her mouth

“well, im just saying, you’re off to a mission so it would be best to have some energy”

wrapping her arms around your waist, she hugged you from the back, holding you tightly to her chest. “don’t worry,” she leaned to kiss your check, “i’ll be fine, baby”

she didn’t tell you that she was going to ‘save the world’ and you thought this mission was just going to be something straightforward

the last thought you had before seeing her leave the house was “when she comes back tonight, i will tell her...i promise i will”

but she never came back

six years later, imagine your surprise when you see monica and maria outside your door

“hey?” you tried to sound cheerful, but the confusion was evident in your voice. they do come and visit every week--on a saturday--for game night and “family bonding” (monica’s words)

but seeing as it was wednesday afternoon, you barely had time to clean the house and cook--you haven’t even showered yet for goodness’ sakes--and now your friends have arrived to...

“w-what are you girls doing here, exactly?” you ushered monica into your home, who immediately bounded upstairs, shrieking in excitement.

you gave her a quick glance before returning your attention to maria, who looked...uneasy.

“well...” maria was shifting her weight from one foot to the other, looking really unsettled. “something...happened.”

“o...kay...” you silently urged her to explain more.

“y/n, i know you’re really busy and tired--and i know that this isn’t the right time, like, it literally is not the most appropriate time,” maria sheepishly glanced around the living room and up the staircase, which littered with just about everything that does not belong on the floors and the stairs, “but i knew this couldn’t wait another day either.”

this made you a little apprehensive, whatever could maria be talking about? is she sick? or worse...

“is monica sick?” you whispered worriedly, grasping her hand. maria was quick to shake her head, but instead held your hands in hers.

“you see y/n...there’s someone outside who really wants to meet you--”

a small thought occurred to you--maria might be seeing someone, and as the two of you basically became sisters and confidantes, she might have come to you to meet this person? to  get your approval?

“--but please, i beg you, not to freak out.” maria was looking at you directly, eyes silently begging you to heed her words. you blurted out a quiet sound of affirmation before maria let your hands go as she stood up and went out the door.

she motioned you to come with her.

and what you saw...

who you saw,,, was someone who was not a part of your life

not anymore

not since the last time you saw her six years ago

her voice was the same, her face and her eyes, they were the exact same as the ones that belonged to the love of your life. and when this person, alive in front of you, whispered ever so quietly in relief, “y/n.”

your mouth opened in shock, stumbling to the frame of your door. maria looked at you worriedly, taking a step to reach you, but she reached you first

and her skin...the feeling of her skin touching yours

it felt just like it did all those years ago

it...was her.

it was

“carol?”

she smiled at you sadly, bringing a hand to cup your cheek. “it’s me, baby.”

[dnymirs]

12:51

my family started z nation on netflix and i thought of something sad. based on the song 12:51

10k x reader in which 10k loves you so so much, just not in the way you want him to

you had known tommy your entire life

he was your best friend and you were his

through thick and thin, it has always been you and him

now, he goes by 10k

and you guys found warren's group, and everything felt more...compact

it's nice to have friends again

someone you can call a family

people who love and protect you and make you smile and make you cry

and tommy--10k--he's happy too

when red came into your guys' life, it was obvious that he likes her

or at the very least, he's intrigued by her

he really hasn't met a lot of girls growing up, just you

and this was all new to him

and you love red--you do--she's a sister to you

everyone's looked out for everyone--everyone's family

and you want red and 10k to be happy

they are

but god, you aren't

you just arent

sometimes it hurts to a point that tears just won't stop falling

because what you feel, it's been with you for as long as you can remember

back when everything was normal

you remember how you'd dream about you and 10k being together, because it has always been the two of you from the start

maybe start a family

but that--that was a dream

and you have come to terms with it--you have

right?

but why

why does it hurt you so much?

why does it hurt to see them flirting

to see him kiss her

it kills you everyday to see them together, because you had dreamt for so long to be her in place

to hold him and kiss him

and tangle your fingers into his hair, and remind him everyday that he is your light

and you were discreet about it, 10k never once noticed the red and swollen eyes in the morning

the longing look in your eyes whenever he’d talk about her

atleast that's what you thought

until you felt addy's hand rubbing your back one night as you were doubled over, crying

"you're gonna be okay"

you jumped up in surprise, "sorry something was just lodged in my throat"

addy looked at you sadly "no there wasnt" and she gestured at the huddles bodies of 10k and red, sleeping

and the wall around you, the one that you thought was strong enough to hold these terrible UNFAIR feelings

it didn't just break--it shattered

”no, there wasn’t” you confirmed

addy wrapped her arms around you and you let it all go, crying into her shoulder

"i thought my feelings were gone addy"

but it wasnt, it never left

addy consoled you for hours, making sure no one saw you crying in despair

and then, a few hours later, addy was slumped beside you, asleep you had thought of one way to forget him

the only way to heal yourself and to finally find the peace you have been looking for--long before the apocalypse started

"i will prove myself wrong" you said, as you glanced at 10k's face for the last time. "i can and i will move on"

as the sky outside gets brighter

and my eyes begin to tire

i'm slowly drowning

in memories of him

and i know it shouldn't matter

as my heart begins to shatter

i'm left to wonder

just how it should have been

10k woke up to the frantic cries of addy

he chased after addy, who was running to the highway, screaming

"hey! what's wrong?"

addy whipped her head to face him, her expression grieving and pain-stricken

"she's gone"

"who?" 10k heart began to pound loudly, as he noted that he didn't see y/n in the morning like he usually did

warren, doc and red caught up to them as addy was still frantic--repeatedly saying that "she's gone...nowhere to be seen...she left"

"who's gone, addy?!" there was now panic in his voice as he gripped addy's shoulders, trying to make her focus. "who's gone?"

"where's y/n?" red mentioned

addy shook her head. "she's gone.

y/n's gone."

no

no

NO NO NO NO NO NO

"10k!" Red and Warren called after him as he ran, he ran blindly, not even sure if this was the direction y/n went.

but he couldn't hear them

he ran

"Y/N!"

[sersh]

Brie Larson for The Hollywood Reporter, January 2016

[dnymirs]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Carol danvers×reader training...? Like, the prompt is that Carol and the reader are training together, then somehow kiss!

@dearcaptain99 asked:

Hello love your recent works. I would like ask for a Carol Danvers/Reader fic where  the reader is an avenger too and Carol has a really big crush on them but it’s to shy to something about an the reader finds out and decides to make a move. I know Carol has this big dick energy, but I would like to imagine her all shy. Thank you! 

I had the liberty to join these two together, and it’s split into two parts! I think? lmao anyway enjoy Part 1!

Carol Danvers x Avenger!Reader

well well well

there’s a new avenger in town

You

and carol was immediately Smitten

like she was so impressed by your abilities, by your resolve, impressed by your commitment in doing the right thing

ever since you joined the Avengers, carol already noticed you

and dont get me wrong, you noticed her too

but she was WAAAY out of your league

like, carol, in your eyes, is the The Avenger

the embodiment of heroes

and you were just someone who discovered their powers a bit too late in life, living as a normal citizen until you got caught in the middle of a battle between the superheroes

for the longest time, you thought carol kinda looked down on you because you werent all powerful and strong

but obviously you were wrong

bc the reason carol couldnt ever seem to look you in the eye, or have a very decent conversation with you was bc she Likes you

how is it that a powerful superhero such as herself gets tongue tied whenever you come and say hi to her?

she doesnt know

so she avoids you bc she’s scared she’s gonna embarrass herself in front of you

basically the entire cause of your relationship’s setback is the misinterpretation of feelings

(aka actual lesbian dating tbh lol)

anyway

you had moved into the avengers tower and tonight is your first night there

which can be very scary,, starting a new life as an avenger is not an easy feat

it was late at night and you were drinking tea to calm your nerves

and suddenly thor was there

“hello miss (Y/N)”

flustered, you stood up in attention, “um hi,,,mr thor”

like a nice lesbian supporter that he is, thor offered to sit with you and prepared another cup of tea, just talking to you and seeing how you have been coping with moving into the tower

eventually the topic moved to how thor is probably one of the most powerful beings in the tower

and you kinda said ruefully, under your breath, “i wish i was as strong as you are”

thor’s ears perked up. “but you ARE strong, Y/N.”

not physically though, right?

and so, with thor being everyone’s best friend, offered you Fighting101

like you were surprised when he knocked on your door 2 days later saying he has laid out the best training lessons that would suit you and your abilities

you were incredibly grateful of course,,

but unbeknownst to you, thor took this opportunity to set you up with someone who likes you

(it’s carol)

at first carol was like N O

“i dont want to do this, please dont make me do this, i’ll become a stuttering mess in front of her”

and thor found it most amusing like

“you can destroy aliens attempting to invade our planet but you cant face the woman you like for 5 minutes”

“aliens are so much better, please let me fight aliens instead”

but after so much pleading and coaxing, carol finally relented to thor

ANYWAY

so imagine your surprise when carol talks to you out of the blue that you’re going to be sparring together for the next couple of weeks

“OH!” your eyes were so wide and you opened and closed your mouth like a fish “Sure!” you practically yelled in her face bc of the excitement

and so the next few weeks with carol started slowly but surely

like slooooowly as in the first few sessions were just you internally begging the earth to swallow you

you got so embarrassed in front of carol bc you were a wimp and she was Strong™

you dont know this but carol was internally screeching as well

but anyway, after a couple of weeks you and carol finally upgraded from being teammates to training buddies to ~friends~

not best friends, but you are now comfortable sharing your thoughts with her and joking around with her

and you have greatly improved your fighting skills! carol is so proud

the downside to this is that: the ~~feelings~~ that you had for captain marvel didnt go away

like you always thought if you got to know someone on a more personal scale, you would lose interest in them romantically and enjoy their company as a friend

but SIKE! you were wrong

it only made your feelings for her all the more intense

now, you can safely say, not to anyone at all, just to yourself after waving carol goodbye, thanking her for the lessons, thanking her for the ice cream, after watching movies together, after having dinner together

you can now say to yourself as you lay down in your bed at night

“wow, i love carol danvers”

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! I apologize for being slow bc of who i am as a person skjhdkdjls but I hope you like this! Watch out for part 2!

[dnymirs]

Hello, I was wondering if you can do a Carol Danvers x Reader pregnant. Prompt is that the reader is 9 months pregnant with their child but soon ends up giving birth towards the end. If you can do this that would be great. Thank you.

ooOOh boy im so excited for this! thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy this!

Carol Danvers x Pregnant!Reader

 not speaking from experience, but pregnancy is hard yo

that’s why carol admires you, like, Freaking worships you

very very supportive and cuddly and very protective of you omg

carol is just very chill at home, just lounging around and cuddling

now that you’re ready to pop anytime, you’re spoiled by carol tbh

like you’d wake up to the smell of her cooking, or you’ll always be cuddled by her

she likes to use her index and middle finger as teenie-tiny legs and “walk” all over your tummy

she’s always so Happy when she sees you pregnant and glowing

very protective, and kinda scared for you whenever you go out?? like if you girls are in a kinda crowded area or if someone’s ogling you she’s gonna stand in front of you like, “move along please” or “leave her be” (or i’ll photon blast you)

kinda ready for when you’re gonna give birth tbh, bags and car seats are already in place

which reminds me, carol, maria and monica all pitched in to decorate the nursery omg

monica is so excited to meet her new best friend! she’s gonna be a big sister yAYYY!!

and when you finally get admitted to labor and delivery, having contractions and stuff i feel like she’s just there, quiet and kinda chill

but when it’s time to push oh-ho

her hands are all wet and clammy, and she tries to yell her support but tbh it’s more for her than for you

“YOU CAN DO THIS!! DONT FAINT NO MATTER WHAT!!”

you glance at her “I’m in so much pain but i dont think i’m gonna pass out??”

“oh good, but i wasnt talking to you i was talking to myself”

i wanna cry

mommy carol probably cries when she sees her baby

and falls in love with you more – if that’s even possible

when it’s all quiet and all three of you are huddled in bed, she looks at you feeding your baby and just. GRINS

“i love you both so so much” “i will protect you all with my life”

i want to cry i love her so much

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! I hope you all like this if you’ll excuse me i’m just gonna go fantasize abt my domestic life with carol danvers

[dnymirs]

ii. dug a thousand graves

another carol danvers x reader based on king princess’ talia (wow i love this song so much like you dont even know)

warnings: death, grief, depression

listen to it here: (x)

Hey, my love I buried you a month or two ago I keep thinking that you're standing on my floor That you're waiting there for me

Maria thought it would be best to come and visit you. She hasn’t heard from you in days--which was not that surprising, considering that you were both grieving. But she hasn’t heard from you for almost a month, which started to scare her. She thought giving you a week off alone after the “funeral” would be all the time you needed, Maria thought you would come reach out to her by then, but you didn’t. That’s what scared her.

Pulling over to your house, which normally brought a lot of happy memories to Maria, one could notice the heavy feeling hovering about it. A dreadful feeling that made Maria falter as she walked up to your doorstep. Hesitating at the front door, she leaned in, hoping to hear something--anything. Any sign of life. The sound of the radio, the singing, the laughing--it felt so long ago. Maria felt like she has seeing a carcass, the long forgotten past.

But she finally opened the door. Bracing herself for the worst, she had expected the house to have been upturned. She thought she would be seeing ripped curtains, broken vases, chunks of glass everywhere. But what’s even worse than that was that the house was--neat. It looked exactly like how it did whenever she would come visit the two of you.

The two of you.

The house was exactly the way Carol left it.

Now growing more agitated, she found herself in front of your bedroom door. She was scared of what she would find. A shaky hand found the knob and slowly, she turned it.

Maria found you.

You were alive.

But the sight of you brought so much pain and despair to Maria, who you have treated like a sister.

You were alive, but you were as good as gone.

She found you slumped beside the bed, one arm hanging on top of the mattress. Resting your head on it, you were blankly staring at a picture frame that has long been shattered.

“Y/N?” Maria’s voice was low, whispering, scared to make any sudden or loud movements.

You didn’t respond. It didn’t even register in your head that someone was there, in your house, that someone had just called your name,

All you had in mind was...her.

“It’s Maria.” She slowly made her way towards you. “How long have you been sitting here?”

Still you didn’t move, or even acknowledge that she was there. Your breathing was shallow, and you were unmoving. As if you had also stopped...living.

“Y/N, you have to pull it together. It’s been quite some time.”

Maria’s words finally registered into your head.

Has it? Has it been some time ago? A month? Two?

Finally, you slowly looked up to see your friend, a distressed look on her face. She asked you again if you were alright, if you needed anything.

Opening your mouth, the words barely made their way past. “How long...” your voice was hoarse from crying. “How long has it been?”

“We buried her a month and a half ago.”

“We didn’t bury her, Maria. It was an empty casket.”

“I know, Y/N, but...” Maria bit her lip, “It was the only way we could get some closure.”

But you couldn’t. Even after that funeral you held for her, you were unable to get the closure you needed.

Because you didn’t want closure.

You wanted Carol. Alive.

And you see her everywhere.

“She’s everywhere I go.” You said, now feeling the tears falling again. “She’s the scent of this house, the smell of the pillows, the smile on the pictures.”

“Y/N, don’t do thi--”

“I don’t want to go to sleep because whenever I wake up, I thought all of it was just a nightmare...and Carol would be standing there, waiting, and I...” You burst into tears, now raising your hands to your face as you cried.

Maria’s arms were around you instantly, consoling you. Amidst the sound of your cries, you hear her’s too.

“Hey, ugly!”

You turned away from the mirror to see her leaning against the doorway, smiling at you.

Pretending to be offended, you gasped dramatically, “Carol, how dare you! Don’t talk to yourself that way!”

Carol grinned, now moving to scooch behind you. Wrapping her arms around you, she reached to playfully nip your ear which caused you to giggle.

“Stop it! I need to get ready for Monica’s birthday party!”

“But you’re all set! You just made me stand there doing nothing, waiting for you.”

You turned your head slightly to smile at her. “But you like waiting for me, right?”

She nodded, “I always do,”  before leaning in to kiss you.

I hope you all like it! I wrote this on the spur of the moment and it’s unedited so will come back to edit this.

I love you Carol you are my entire life right now skdhksjklsj.

[dnymirs]

OFFICIALLY OPEN FOR REQUESTS!

I have decided to give writing another shot and I am now opening my requests!

I am mainly interested in writing bulleted headcanons and maybe long imagines in the future.

w/w imagines and POC imagines are greatly welcome and appreciated.

I have written a short Carol Danvers x Reader imagine here: (link)

On the process of writing some more.

Open to more Carol Danvers x Reader imagines in the future!