You know who’s hot? Carol Danvers. Carol Danvers is hot.
“I’ll only be gone for a week or so.” Carol murmured, you whined and leaned back into the couch with crossed arms.
This wasn’t the first time in your relationship Carol had to leave for more than a few days, but it wasn’t easy every time she left. You’d been together for almost two years now and you still weren’t used to the long missions.
“A week? That’s a little too long I have to spend without my Stargirl.” You whined, Carol chuckled and sat next to you.
The blonde wore her battle suit, underneath it she had a small necklace which you had given her after Tony had made sure the metal won’t melt when she used her powers.
“Come on, you’ll be fine, tell you what, when I come back we can do something together, maybe even with the rest of our family.” She suggested you sighed and nodded.
“You’re getting too good at bribing me.” You muttered, she laughed and got up to say her goodbyes to Brooke.
You still sat on the couch, smiling softly to yourself when you heard Brooke squeal in laughter when Carol tickled her and whined when she said she needed to go. The blonde came outside with a suppressed grin on her face, Brooke clinging on tightly to her leg.
“No, you can’t go, Auntie Carol,” She whined, your eyes widened when you recognized she called Carol her aunt.
Carol looked down at your niece in shock, you turned to face her, surprise on both of your faces.
“Did I say something wrong?” Your niece asked softly, scared as she hid behind Carol’s leg.
“Of course not,” Carol assured, lifting her and setting her down on her hip.
“Do you think of me as your aunt?” The blonde asked Brooke nodded eagerly.
“When you marry y/n you would be my aunt, right?” She asked, you almost choked on your spit as you saw Carol’s face turn a light pink.
“Ye-yeah,” She stuttered, grinning at the small child in her arms and whispering something in her ear.
“I’ll marry her when I get back,” She whispered, making sure you didn’t hear, before setting her down on the ground, letting her run over to you and snuggle into your side.
“I’ll just say goodbye to Carol, you stay right here.” You tickled her a little, treasuring her small giggles before you made your way outside where Carol was waiting.
“She didn’t know what she was saying,” You muttered, trying to make sure Carol didn’t get scared of commitment.
“I think she had a good idea,” Carol smirked, winking at you while she looked up at the stars.
“What did you say to her?” You asked curiously, she shrugged and turned to face you with a grin.
“That is between me and your niece.” She smirked and slid her arm around your waist, pulling you closer to her.
You sighed and leaned into her touch, treasuring the feeling of being with her as long as you could. Both of you knew she had to leave, but you were making the best of it. Carol sighed when her phone buzzed and you knew your time together was over.
“I’ll try to come back to you as soon as I can.” She assured, the blonde turned around to face you and slid both arms around your waist.
“I hope so Danvers.” You smiled weakly.
Carol leaned in and kissed you softly, your arms went to wrap around her neck by instinct. Your lips moved over hers familiarly, you sighed softly into the kiss, wishing it would last forever before Carol pulled away. She smiled softly at you and pulled you in for a tight hug, she kissed the top of your head before letting go.
“Go before I change my mind.” You laughed when Carol smiled apologetically at you.
She laughed and ran a bit further from you before flying off, you smiled as you saw her fly off. You kept looking at her until she was just another star in the light speckle sky. After she was gone, you sighed and went inside to Brooke, she watched TV while snuggled up in a princess blanket Carol had bought her while shopping.
The next few days went slower than you could ever imagine. Brooke seemed to get bored easily and was generally harder to entertain. You felt like you were going insane.
The alarm clock started blaring, you reminded yourself that it was only a few more days till you wouldn’t have to wake up in a cold bed anymore. You groggily got out of bed, remembering you’d dropped Brooke off at her grandparent’s house for a day, they were taking her to school and would be bringing her back in the evening.
After eating cereal, you got ready and played some music while you made your way to work. You smiled to yourself at the song that played, the soft beats creating a relaxed atmosphere.
‘Step out into the sun
Skies above they radiate me
Lift, carry the love, do you know?’
You leaned back into your car seat, making the best of your commute to work as you let the music wash over you.
‘That I’ve been out of my mind
This slow life I’m waiting for you
To swing me all of your light
Do you know?’
Eventually, you started singing the song to yourself. You’d never thought that the lovesick lyrics would ever apply to you so accurately. You paused the song as you pulled into your parking spot at work, sighing as you made your way inside, the lyrics still stuck in your head as you worked.
‘Since I’ve been walking solo
Dreaming you were back home
I find getting down low
Hide until tomorrow’
Work was somehow the fastest part of your day, it kept you busy so you had no time to miss Carol. Once you got off of work, you checked your phone to see that they had dropped Brooke off at your house and there was a surprise waiting for you.
You frowned at the mysterious text and practically sprinted to your car to make your way back home. One you got there, you pressed your ear to the door, you heard laughing and voices, familiar voices. You put your keys in the keyhole and opened the door, turning around to find your niece, Carol, and your parents setting out the table for you.
“Hey, babe.” Carol winked at you, she wore light blue ripped jeans and a navy blue blouse.
You grinned and pounced on her, pulling her into a tight hug which she returned instantly. You heard your parents mutter something sarcastic as they continued helping Brooke set the table.
“You’re back early,” You said excitedly, Carol nodded and grinned at you, pecking your lips before pulling out her phone.
You opened your mouth to ask what was going on, it wasn’t often that Carol invited your parents over for a surprise visit. A knock interrupted you, Carol went excitedly to open the door. Maria Rambeau stood on the other side holding a Tupperware of Lasagna and a bottle of wine, Monica standing next to her.
“Hi,” You greeted, smiling at her. Maria smiled back at you and whispered that she got the ring to Carol, both of them laughed as Maria walked inside. Carol glanced at you to make sure you didn’t hear, your confused expression erased her suspicions.
“Care to explain what’s happening?” You whispered to Carol, she winked at you and led you towards your shared room as both of your families chatted.
“It’s a surprise.” She said, walking over to your shared closet and handing you a change of clothes, you tilted your head to the side.
“Surprise? You somehow managed to get my parents and my niece to co-operate in this?” You asked with a raised eyebrow as you made your way over to the bathroom.
“I can be persuasive when I want to.” the blonde grinned at you.
You rolled your eyes playfully and changed in the bathroom. Carol had given you a loose, white short-sleeved top with a keyhole and white ripped jeggings. Everyone in your kitchen was dressed casually, you couldn’t help but wonder why all of them were here.
Dinner went fairly well, your parents had met Maria many times before, but this time there was more playful banter and everyone seemed to be keeping a secret from you. Even Brooke wouldn’t tell you no matter how much you asked.
After dinner, Carol took care of the dishes while you talked to Maria and your parents. Brooke was snuggled into your lap, she giggled when Carol came out of the kitchen with a small box in her hands. You leaned your head back on the couch and watched her walk over to you as she fidgeted with a small navy blue box.
“Are you finally ready to tell me what this surprise is?” You asked, surprised when everyone around you either giggled or barely suppressed this laughter.
“Actually, yes,” Carol smirked, still fidgeting with the box in her hands.
“You seriously haven’t figured it out yet?” Maria inquired, you frowned and shrugged. Carol shot her a death glare and sat next to you.
“So, I’ve been thinking, your family and mine seem to get along fairly well.” Carol began, you nodded and laid one hand on her thigh to ease her fidgeting. She smiled nervously at you and sighed.
“Y/n y/l/n, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” She asked, your eyes widened instantly when you saw her open the box and kneel in front of you.
The ring was gorgeous, it was a rose gold solitaire with diamonds studded on both sides.
All the puzzle pieces clicked into place, the reason why she wanted both of your families in the same place, why she had come back early, all of the secrets, everything finally clicked into place. You grinned and put one hand in front of you.
“Yes,” You breathed, grinning from ear to ear.
All of the nervousness instantly faded, Carol released a sigh of relief and grinned while putting the ring onto your finger. It fit perfectly, you admired the ring on your finger. Brooke climbed into your lap and revealed a small ring on her ring finger.
You lifted her hand to eye level. Looking at the ring, it was a thin rose gold band with small diamonds studded on it, Brooke slid it off to show you the engraving on the inside, trying to tug your ring off too.
“I asked Brooke before to make sure it was okay,” Carol explained. You looked at her with watery eyes, shocked that someone could love you so much to ask your niece for permission to marry you.
You took yours off and held it next to your niece’s hand. Both the rings had an engraving on the inside, it said ‘You shine brighter than any star in the sky.’. Your heart melted at the engraving, you hugged Brooke close before slipping both your rings on and hugging Carol, ignoring everyone around you cheering and smiling.
“I love you,” You whispered, Carol, grinned and blushed. No matter how many times you said those words, they still made her heart skip a beat.
“I love you too my star.” She whispered, you smiled into her neck and inhaled her scent. You couldn’t be happier in the arms of your fiance, surrounded by the people you loved most.
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A/N: This was too fluffy, what do you think?
Captain Marvel (2019) dir. Anna Boden, Ryan Fleck
More Houseki no kuni + AvAc. Or even… Avengems. I’m very original you see 🙃
Anyways, here are the gems shown from left to right in the bottom picture;
I’m watching Endgame and crying during Tony’s funeral scene and then my brain just goes “Damn, Carol KILLED it in that pantsuit.” 😭😭😭😭
Carol: why ‘no’?
Maria: because i know you’ll say something stupid.
Maria: fine. what?
Carol: where’s the fire extinguisher?
SHE GLOWS! Captain Marvel rocking those space powers!
A/N: I loved writing this series and I’m genuinely a little sad to end it, so I made the ending happy and sad
They say time eventually heals everything. It’s mostly true, you got used to your metal arm and everyone’s injuries healed. Time helped you heal after Natasha passed away. But you couldn’t handle staying in the compound without her, so you and Carol bought a home near Tony.
A few years later, you got married, it was a small wedding since you didn’t want anything big. The wedding was with all of your friends, afterward, you asked a favor from Tony. Carol wanted to have children with you, so you had Tony create embryos.
There were arguments on who would carry your baby, but eventually, you decided you should do it since the baby could damage Carol’s powers and her abilities. About 9 months later, Natasha y/l/n Danvers came into this world.
The entire team was overprotective of her, she looked like you but had Carol’s hair and eyes. Somehow, she acted just like Natasha.
Wanda moved in with you and Carol since she didn’t want to live in the compound anymore. Little Natasha quickly got attached to the redhead and eventually started calling her ‘Auntie Wanda’. You could never forget the way Wanda cried when little Natasha called her that.
You had wished Natasha had been here to see your daughter grow up, you knew Natasha would make a great aunt.
It had been almost 8 years since Natasha passed away, you made sure to go to her grave every single year when the date came around. Your family was behind you all the way to make sure you were alright.
Throughout the years after she passed away, you wrote her letters even though she was never going to see them. You repurposed the box titles ‘Letters to Space’ and wrote letters in it for Natasha. With a heavy heart, Carol drove you and your daughter to her grave, Wanda had insisted she stay behind since she knew this was personal for you.
You were wearing a loose, black tank top and black jeggings. The tank top revealed your metal arm and the small black widow symbol engraved at the top of your shoulder. Carol wore a black t-shirt and loose black pants. Your daughter wore a similar outfit with a scarlet jacket.
This was the first time little Natasha was visiting the grave, she looked around eagerly through the car windows. You sat in the passenger seat with the box of letters settled in your lap as you gazed out the window. Carol drove at a slow pace, soft music in the background.
It was a fairly sunny day, Carol walked you and your daughter to the grave, stopping little Natasha just behind the grave.
You took a deep breath and kneeled in front of her grave, looking at the small stone with her symbol, her name and the Avengers symbol engraved on it, she had never liked the idea of having a quote engraved on her tombstone.
“Hey Nat, it’s been a while.” You began softly, fidgeting with your hands.
“I still miss you, a lot, I wish you had been here to see little Natasha grow up, she acts just like you.” You chuckled softly to yourself, tears welling up in your eyes. Carol placed a hand on your shoulder as your daughter looked confusedly at the tombstone.
“You had been right about one thing though, everything gets better in the end. I got a family who loves me, you got what you always wanted, redemption, even though you already got it when you had been alive.” You took in a deep breath and reached out a hand towards your daughter, smiling softly.
“I want you to meet my daughter.” You murmured as little Natasha took your hand and stepped towards the tombstone.
“Who was she, mommy?” Your daughter asked, grasping onto your hand tightly and observing the symbols and the names on the tombstone.
“Remember how I told you about my sister who passed away?” You asked, looking at your daughter, she nodded.
“Well, that’s her,” You said, patting her belly softly and looking at the tombstone.
“We have the same name.” Little Natasha commented you nodded and hummed.
“The symbol is the same one on your arm.” She pointed out, you nodded again, a tear slipped down your face but you quickly wiped it away before your daughter could see it.
“Do you miss her?” She asked.
“I do, so much, but I have you, mommy and Auntie Wanda so I don’t miss her as much.” You answered, the sincerity in your words surprising you.
“Okay, mama.” She said softly, you squeezed her hand and looked at Carol.
“Mama needs some time alone, how about we go wait in the car?” Carol asked your daughter, she looked at you for a second and nodded before skipping back to the car with Carol.
“Can we get cheeseburgers after?” She asked Carol, you chuckled to yourself.
“As many cheeseburgers as you want.” Carol laughed, she put your daughter in the car and left her with some toys and lingered around you, leaning against the trunk of a tree.
“I love you Tasha, and I know you won’t ever get to see these letters, but I think it’s time I stopped hoping for the impossible.” You whispered, setting the box down in front of the tombstone.
“I hope my daughter turns out just like you,” You murmured, knowing those words would mean the most to Natasha if she had been listening.
You took in a deep breath and got up, smiling weakly at Carol as both of you headed into the car. Carol climbed into the driver’s seat as you got into the passenger seat. Both of you turned around to face your daughter.
“Where to Nattie?” You asked, smiling at your daughter, she shrugged and looked up at both of you.
“Cheeseburgers then home?” Carol asked, little Natasha nodded eagerly and went back to her toys.
You gestured for her to climb onto your lap, she instantly climbed over the small armrest at the front and happily jumped into your lap. You hugged your daughter closer to you, your nose nuzzling her hair gently. You took in a breath and looked at Carol.
“Let’s go home first,” You murmured, your daughter shrugged and started playing with her toys in your lap.
Carol smiled softly at her family, there was nothing more she could want in her life.
“Home it is.” She said, driving off.
You looked in the side mirror, the top of the box still visible. You smiled at the title and took in a deep breath, you missed Natasha, but you felt her close as you felt your daughter start to fall asleep in your arms. There was nothing you could want more.
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A/N: This was one of the fluffiest and saddest endings I have written, thoughts?
Higher further faster!!!
(Quarantine day 80)
Y/N: *Having an impromptu concert in the kitchen.*
Natasha: Why do I love them?
Carol, over Facetime: For the same reason you ask that question.
Natasha, dreamily: … yeah…