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[morewittepain]

what do you mean everyone goes back to their separate districts and deals with the trauma of the war on their own? did you miss the part where johanna and annie move in together to raise her and finnick's kid next door to katniss and peeta? or haymitch and effie getting married and taking katniss and peeta in because they're literally 17? everlark's kids calling them grandma and grandpa?? are y'all sure you're reading this right??? are we reading the same book????

[mraivyc]

harlivy outfits againnnnn

[soranatus]

Harley Quinn (2021) #43 variant cover by Abigail Larson

[sapphicfanfics]

THIS IS TOO CUTE VICTORIAN HARLIVY MY BELOVEDS

[lizleeships]

Just a quick smoochy sketch while I prepare for convention season

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[yesbutmakeitgay]

Once Upon A Time I Used To Know A Girl

Chapter 20

Carol Danvers x Reader

Masterlist | This work's masterlist | AO3

Summary: You have news for Carol and Carol has news for you.

Angst, Slow Burn, Amnesia.

Word count: 1078

A/N: It's the final chapter, let's goooooo!!!!

These Stars Defy Love

"You got this, keep going," Fury encourages you, looking at his stopwatch. You’re performing a physical test to see if you’re ready to get back to work, "Just a little longer," you let go of the weights and exhale heavily, "that was pretty good, still six seconds short though, you’re almost there."

After resting for a few minutes, you go up to Valkyrie’s room to tell her about your progress, secretly hoping Carol would be around to hear it too. You knock on the door and are met with The Captain, "Hey, is Val around?" You try to play it cool.

"She went out."

"Oh, okay." You remain standing in the doorway.

"You’re looking good," Carol remarks.

"Thanks, I've been working really hard to get my job back."

"I’m glad."

You bite the inside of your cheek for a moment, "Can I talk to you for a minute."

"Come in." She steps aside so you can enter the room. As you walk in you see her bags half packed.

"You’re leaving?" You ask, slightly disappointed.

She looks at you apologetically, "Duty calls."

"When?"

"First thing in the morning."

"Without saying goodbye?" You’re offended.

"I was gonna tell you, I just wanted it to last longer."

"You’re leaving alone?"

"I don't really have a willing partner this time," she responds tentatively, her words drive right through you, it breaks your heart to see her go.

"I realized we never broke up," you blurt out, making her look at you in confusion, "I should do that now."

"Okay," is all she can say, there is no tension in the room, it almost feels like a joke.

"Carol Danvers, I think we should break up, it's for the best." You reach out your hand and Carol giggles before shaking it.

"For the best," she repeats after you.

"Now that you're single, maybe I can take you out on a date sometime?" She looks at you amused, but your features turn serious.

"For real?"

"For real." You smile again.

She’s a little skeptical, "I’m still leaving tomorrow."

"Then I’ll pick you up at 8." You wink at her before exiting.

That night you go to her room to pick her up, you take her hand and start walking her down the hall, "The stairs are that way," she notes suspiciously, pointing in the opposite direction.

"We’re not going down, angel, we’re going up," you exaggerate the pet name.

You arrive at the rooftop of the compound where you have carefully set up a picnic full of her favorite snacks and some drinks, all adorned with candles and surrounded by strings of fairy lights. Carol is in awe, "You did all this for me?"

"That’s right, I can be charming sometimes." You’re wearing a satisfied smile as you guide her to sit and settle beside her.

"This is my favorite spot in the compound," she whispers, still admiring your work.

"I know." You bite your lip.

Carol tries not to get her hopes up, "You remember?"

"I asked around." That somehow makes it even sweeter, she thinks. You both eat and have some drinks and eventually end up cuddling together under a blanket, stargazing.

"Don’t go yet," you murmur after a while, still staring at the sky.

"I have to." Her tone is gentle, almost like an apology. She turns around and places a soft kiss on your cheek, to her it's almost an afterthought, but to you it's like fireworks going off in your chest. You turn to her, feeling your entire body flutter and your faces come impossibly close.

You stay like that for a moment, neither of you daring to move, "Do you have a gym on your ship?" you whisper, she snorts and hums in response. You slowly move away from her and sit up, "I have to go."

She bolts up, "Already? I thought we were having a nice time." She starts to panic.

"I have to go pack my bags," you say coyly.

"Where are you going?"

"You tell me." With that, you stand up, and leave. She watches you go with a huge grin on her face.

It’s the next morning and you’re taking all your stuff into Carol’s ship, you see Valkyrie walking to her own ship, parked right next to Carol’s, "Leaving so soon, Princess?"

"Yeah," you respond in a dopey state.

"Oh, don’t be so sad about it," she teases you.

"Shut up," you chuckle, she walks towards you, looking unimpressed by how smitten you are, "Thank you, for everything."

"Any time," The King holds your hands in hers and leaves a cordial kiss on your cheek, "may our next meeting be joyful." You lower your head almost like a bow.

"And thank you for the ring," you add.

"Better give it to her this time."

"We’ll see." Valkyrie says her goodbyes to Carol, and retires to her ship.

Kamala approaches you with the last of your things, "Is that all?" you ask her.

"Yes," she sighs.

"Thank you, little Marv," Kamala giggles at Valkyrie’s pet name coming out of your mouth.

"Of course."

"I mean it," you reiterate, in a more serious tone, "thank you for looking after me, even when I was a pain in the ass, I owe you my life."

"Are you gonna become my knight in shining armor?" she mocks, you roll your eyes and pull her into a hug that doesn’t last long enough to your liking, but you don’t have three hours to spare.

Carol comes out to the back of the ship looking for you, "It’s time." The smile on her face could light up a whole galaxy, you hum in response. She instinctively opens her arms as she walks towards Kamala and the girl accepts the embrace.

"Are you sure I can’t come with?" Kamala pleads with her eyes looking up at The Captain.

"You have to protect the Earth while we’re away and you have to finish high school." Carol quips, "You can call anytime, day or night," Kamala opens her mouth, but Carol responds faster, "I promise to pick up, every time."

The Captain turns to you as she lets go of the girl, "You ready, angel?"

"Right behind you, Captain." You both enter the ship while Kamala stands outside watching the ship’s entrance retract with a bittersweet tear escaping her eyes.

You still have a long way to go in your recovery, but you know you are on the right track.

That is the end of this story, thank you so much for sticking around and going through this journey with me. I appreciate every single one of you, thank you for the love and I hope to see you in the next one :)

Let me know if you wanna be tagged in my next Carol adventure, maybe? It's coming out very soon, I pinky promise!

Tags: @graniairish @carols-photonblast @thelittleliars @unicorniusfallapatorius @prplepeony @eringranola @cordeliasdarling

[spiderfunkz]

silk duvets ─── send me a scenario / blurb / au + a character and i'll make a moodboard out of it! ( ex. baker!reader x coffee shop owner!natasha • going on afternoon walks with carol danvers ). also includes short headcanons.

AFTER WATCHING THE MARVELS I'VE BEEN DREAMING ABOUT SPENDING COZY NIGHTS IN THE SPACE SHIP WITH CAROL OMGGG <3

AAA i am a carol defender 4 life.

— cozy nights in the spaceship w/ carol.

🚀 cuddling. keeping eachother warm under the mountains of blankets. playing boardgames. matching socks. intertwining hands. forehead kisses. being eachothers company. borrowing her jackets & sweaters. admiring the starry skies in space. playing with goose.

[harkgriddle]

People will see a movie starring 3 women who go on an adventure full of heart and of laughs, and then be like, "wait why isn't chris pratt making one-liners? this one is about females? 2 stars."

[aintmyjewelry]

valkyrie and carol are literally in love, like, that hand-holding. that cheek kiss. that hug. the eye contact. i'd die for them

[nerdyenby]

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[ikindamaybewanthertositonmyface]

OH MY GOD! I finally saw The Marvels today and NO ONE can convince me Carol and Valkyrie are anything but girlfriends!

I mean that scene was SO BEYOND GAY!

Not only was there the hug and the cheek kiss, but they were HOLDING HANDS THE WHOLE SCENE! :D AH!!!!

[moonytoastatmidnight]

Yes The Marvels was great but what would have made it perfect is if Kamala Khan had said the phrase "Mother is mothering"

[heavenbarnes]

just seen the marvels. they had captain marvel in a black tank and basketball shorts and these cowards have the nerve to say it’s not a good movie????

[suker-uton]

I need Loki to do his little firework magic for Mobius bc i know he would be so giddy about the story behind it & the fact that it’s a simple human pleasure to enjoy. Mobius likes tandem bikes and kettle corn and jet skis & he likes to share those interests with Loki. he would be obsessed with it.

[paper-lilypie]

ok but that kid Mobius couldn’t prune was Loki right. like, that was Loki right. The brothers at the dock. That was Loki and Thor right. It was Loki

Mobius couldn’t kill Loki, chose his burden, and dedicated his life to him instead.

Mobius’s story started and ended with Loki. It had to be Loki.

[ynscrazylife]

Carol danvers x reader (royal AU) where like.. Carol is a knight/warrior and reader is a princess?

Connected by the Constellations

Summary: Knight Carol and Princess Y/N are connected by the constellations of the sky.

Prompt: “The knight doesn’t know when it started, but every time he is on night watch, the princess joins him for a talk, claiming she is just unable to fall asleep.” By @creativepromptsforwriting

Authors Note: Second fic of my AU Event!

Request to be on a taglist (or multiple) here! (Taglists are at the end of the fic)

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Carol would quite literally thank her lucky stars when she was assigned night duty. All the other knights despised it - having to stand for hours in the dark when they should be sleeping? No, thank you. For the blonde, though, she was more than ready to offer herself up when their Captain asked for volunteers.

It wasn’t like it required much of her to do, anyway. She’d stand atop the walls beneath two out of four of the castle towers, looking over the courtyard until her shift was over. It wasn’t difficult, and although Carol preferred to use her strengths as a Knight - jousting, defending - it gave her a unique and rare opportunity:

To look at the sky.

Ever since she was a kid she loved it. The sky was enormous and at nighttime the stars would light it up like nightlights. For Carol, connecting the stars to form the constellations was her favorite form of puzzle. As a result, more often than not, instead of watching the courtyard, her gaze was pulled upward, in a way that it appeared as if she was defying gravity.

It was for that reason that on one spring night, her shifts from then on would be changed forever. Carol had been yearning at the sky as usual, which was why she didn’t hear the pitter-patter of slippers against the stone approaching her. She didn’t even realize that she had been joined by someone until their lavender fragrance wafted into her nose.

One blink and she was on alert, immediately unsheathing her sword, standing back, and pressing the tip of it to who was sure to be her attacker’s neck. Only when the person let out a mangled yelp did Carol realize who this was, and her eyes widened before she hastily pulled her sword far, far away.

“Your highness!”

Composing herself, the Princess straightened her posture, forcing out a dignified laugh. “Knight,” she greeted, curtseying.

“Please accept my deepest apologies, Your Highness. I mistook you for an attacker,” Carol explained, bowing her head.

Shaking her head, the Princess retained a polite smile. “It is fine. I’m glad that our Knights are on high alert. You are just doing your job,” she brushed aside, in such a leaderlike, future Queen-like, voice that it must’ve been drilled into her by her parents and teachers. “I just came by to look at the stars since I couldn’t sleep . . . Is that Orion?” She turned to the sky, pointing out a constellation.

Narrowing her eyes, Carol blinked, finding that the Princess was correct. Biting her tongue to stop herself from wording this poorly, she said, “Yes, it is. I didn’t know that Princesses were taught about the sky, Your Highness.”

Y/N chuckled, letting her true laugh ring, her true voice accompanying it. “I studied the stars in any free time I had when I was younger - and still do now,” she said.

This sparked the Knight’s interest. They launched into a conversation, discussing all the constellations they could see. It began that every night the Knight was on duty, the Princess would join her, murmuring about how she wasn’t able to sleep, even though they both knew that it wasn’t true. Still, the Knight didn’t stop her and the Princess didn’t allow herself to be stopped. After about the third or fourth visit or so, they began a contest of who could spot as many constellations as they could first. There was no prize and neither kept count, but it allowed them to talk for hours until the Knight’s shift was over or the Princess retreated to her quarters.

This went on for months, and neither had any intention of stopping. Their conversations grew into topics other than the sky, although they’d always come back to that, and they learned a lot about each other from it. At some point, the Princess started calling the Knight “Carol” and the Knight started calling the Princess “Y/N”. Although such informalities felt strange at first, with each other, they soon grew accustomed to and comfortable with it.

Then, one night, Y/N did not show. There was no way exactly for Carol to tell that she was late, for there was no clock outside, but as the breeze grew colder and the other guards grew tired, Carol could tell that there was something - someone - missing.

This set her off. She had never been so comfortable with someone than she was with the Princess. Anxiously, Carol craned her neck back to watch the entrance that Y/N came from. It was quiet. Abandoned. Give her a few more minutes, Carol told herself. She was a member of the Royal family. Perhaps she just got busy or fell asleep early.

That never happens, her conscience told her.

After a couple more agonizing minutes of rocking side-to-side slowly, the Knight decided she couldn’t just stand there when something could be wrong. Her duty was to take care of the Royal family, wasn’t it? She had to do that.

Hoping the other Knights were too tired or bored to notice, she crept over to Y/N’s usual entrance, which led to a winding, steep staircase. With her clanky boots, she made more noise than she would have liked to, but descended down it all the less. Leaving the little tower, she saw the palace’s library nearby.

From their talks she knew that Y/N would go there to study frequently, or use it as an oasis to get away from the chaos of being a royal - it wouldn’t hurt to check there.

Walking inside, Carol was adamant to make as little noise as possible. It would be a dishonor to disrupt Y/N’s quiet, safehaven. At first, she figured that no one could be there, with all the lights out. Then, something shining out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. Turning, she had to squint to make out a small lamp.

Gravitating towards it like a bug would, Carol made out Y/N’s outline as she approached. Y/N had her back faced to her, one hand supporting her chin and the other resting on an open book. Rounding the table, Carol noticed that the book had a photo of the night sky on it, with stars dotting it. That brought a small smile to her face, until she looked up to see Y/N asleep. She must have just fallen asleep, as the arm supporting her wasn’t limp yet, but would be soon.

Wanting to prevent her face from smashing into the book, Carol quickly reached out and shook her shoulder. That little touch was enough to jostle her and quickly, Y/N reentered consciousness. Her eyes went wide as she first saw Carol and then when she saw the book. “I didn’t mean to - I need to study,” she said, pushing back her chair and almost throwing herself at the nearest shelf, scouring it.

Blinking in slight shock, Carol followed her. “Study for what?” She asked, watching her fumble through the books, a couple falling onto the floor.

When Y/N’s only response was a mutter about how mad her teacher was going to be, Carol decided to step in. Narrowly avoiding getting hit with a book as it flew off the shelf, she grabbed Y/N’s wrists, forcing her to take a pause.

“Whatever this is, it needs to stop. You need to rest,” Carol said, not bothering to stuff her concern behind her usual tough exterior.

Y/N shook her head, struggling against Carol’s tight grip. “No, no. I have a test. I need - to - study.”

After a brief back-and-forth, the two ended up mere inches away from each other. With her tiredness, Y/N’s attempts grew weaker, but she was still adamant. It only got through to her when she realized the effect this was having on Carol, her blonde hair getting disgruntled, frustration and worry in her eyes, her straining muscles. “I would not be doing my Knightly duty if I step aside while this continues, Y/N! You need to rest, and I will make it my job to make sure you do so,” she said.

As this set in, Y/N dropped her struggle. With that happening so suddenly, Carol just barely caught herself before she knocked into the shorter royal. Once she regained her balance and loosened her grip, Y/N stepped away, rubbing her face as she felt the exhaustion overpower her. Turning around, Y/N slumped in a chair.

“I might just sleep here,” she said, leaning against the back of the chair.

Letting out a small scoff, Carol knelt in front of Y/N. “Can I help you back to your room, Princess?” She offered, smirking.

Y/N cracked one eye open and then turned away. “I’m good here,” she replied in a sing-song voice.

Rolling her eyes, Carol stood up. “I can carry you?” She offered next, shrugging. “Belova is guarding your quarters tonight. She won’t care.”

When Y/N didn’t respond, just shifted in the chair uncomfortably, Carol took the decision upon herself. She bent down and scooped the Princess up in her arms, eliciting a small squak of surprise from her. Carol just chuckled, heading out the door. “Adorable,” she teased, making sure Y/N was secure.

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it,” Y/N grumbled, resting her head against Carol’s shoulder.

Feeling butterflies from the touch, the Knight nonetheless carried her to her quarters. Passing Yelena, the guard smirked at the scene, but didn’t say anything. When they got inside Y/N’s room, Carol laid her on her bed and helped her pull the covers over herself. Carol turned to leave, but Y/N caught her wrist.

“No goodnight kiss?” Y/N pouted. Then, she added, “Only if you want, of course.”

Turning back to her, Carol was grateful that the darkness only allowed them to make out the outlines of each other, so Y/N didn’t see her blush. She barely contained her gasp as it was. Leaning down, Carol’s lips met Y/N’s. They engaged in a nice, sweet kiss before they pulled back. “For you, Princess? I’d give you the stars,” she admitted quietly.

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[capyelena]

Carol Danvers Caring for You, When You're Sick:

makes you tea to soothe your throat

stays with you all the time

Netflix marathon

makes you soup, which came from a can, but still, it’s the thought that counts

won’t be satisfied until you’re well

brings you every meal in bed

washes and brushes your hair to help you feel better

gentle forehead kisses

which she also does to check your temperature

lends you her super soft blanket

rents a bunch of 80′s movies for you two to watch together

researches what to do to help you get better

gets you crossword puzzles and Wordsearch to keep you busy

also gets a bunch of board games

this is always interesting cause she can get so competitive

makes sure you get plenty of rest

super protective she hardly lets you do anything physically straining

can make you laugh even when you feel bad

gets so happy when you start feeling better

[imdoingsortagay]

The halloween party

Summary: Your Boss miss Potts, invites you to one of the Avenger’s very famous Halloween parties, what’s the worst that could happen? 

word count: 1k words

a/n: never been to a halloween party but i’ve heard things( joking i go to parties) 

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