#carol danvers x female!reader

[upat4amwiththemoon]

The stars

Summary: I see my lover when I look at the stars.

Pairing: Carol Danvers x female!reader

Warnings: sexism, men, it’s the 80s, some angst

Word count: 3902

a/n: second chance romance trope, I’m so happy with this you guys!!

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore @natashamaximoff69

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1985

Pancho’s bar wasn’t the fanciest place to work at as a young woman, especially because most of the customers are men from the air force. Their favorite past time besides drinking is trying to seduce Y/N, and get her number. But she isn’t interested in them, and never will be, though that’s something she’ll keep to herself. At least the constant flirting leads to good tips, which will eventually help her get out of the bar.

Y/N dries a glass with a rag now that she has some downtime. The rush time will start soon, so she wants to prepare for it to the best of her abilities. There are few regulars sitting either at a table or by the bar, but she knows they’ll let her know if they need anything, otherwise they like to quietly drink to their sorrows.

When the bell by the door rings, Y/N quickly glances at the new customers way, she only sees the air force logo on their clothes, making her roll her eyes. They’re out early today. She sets the cleans classes to their places and washes her hands, taking a deep breath, she gets ready for the onslaught of vulgar words.

“Hey, could we get two beers?”

Her head snaps up when she hears the feminine voice. Two women are standing in front of her with the air force clothes on and friendly smiles on their faces. Y/N stares at them with wide eyes for a moment. Sure every now and then women wonder into the bar, but she has never seen air force women come in.

Y/N regains her composure and grabs two beer glasses. “Sure thing! Which beers would you like?” Her customer service voice is cheery and slightly more high pitched than her normal one.

“Sierra Nevada, please.”

“Coming right up.” As Y/N moves to the taps to pour the beers, the two women start whispering and throwing looks between each other. Without Y/N noticing, the blonde woman’s gaze moves to places her eyes shouldn’t go. “Here you go.” She sets the beers in front of them.

“Thanks,” the woman glances at Y/N’s name tag, “Y/N. I’m Carol.” She hands some bills to pay for both of the drinks. “And this is Maria.” Carol states when she gets nudged to her side by the other woman.

“Nice to meet you.” Y/N says, her voice slower as she tries to figure out her intentions. Carol’s tone is similar to the multiple men who like flirt with her, though more genuine sounding, but surely that’s not what she is doing with her. “Here’s your change.”

“Keep it.” Carol winks before she and Maria go over to a table and sit down, leaving flustered Y/N at the bar.

She pockets the tip and start rearranging the dishes, trying to occupy her mind from wandering to incredibly good looking Carol.

When the clock strikes midnight, the bar is already at full swing. People are dancing to the loud music coming from the jukebox, and occasional bursts of laughter can be heard from the tables full of men, drunk men.

Y/N has been moved from behind the bar to the floor, bringing back empty classes and taking people’s drink orders. Because the other workers are men, they believe having a woman on the floor is better for business.

“Hey, sweetheart!” A drunken air force soldier shouts from a table full of them. He is waving his hand around in a come here motion. With a sigh, Y/N puts on her best smile and makes her way over to their table. “How much for a pretty girl like you to sit with us?” He waves a wad of cash in the air, his mouth formed in a grin that show his teeth. The others are staring at the two like it’s the best entertainment they’ve ever seen.

“Unfortunately I don’t have time to sit with customers. Is there anything else I could get you?” She smiles, holding a tray under her arm. She wants out of the situation, not liking the feeling of all the men’s eyes on her.

“Oh, come on, sweetheart.” The way the man says sweetheart makes Y/N want to gag. “Aren’t you supposed to do anything the customer want, eh? Besides, girls love money, don’t they?”

“I have to go help other customers, let me know if you want more drinks or something to eat.”

As Y/N goes to walk away from the table, the man grabs her arm. “Well hold on a second,” he slurs his words, “I ain’t done with you yet.”

Huffing, she glares at the man. She’s starting to get annoyed. “Listen, mister, I’m working right now, and have to attend to other customers as well.” Her voice has lost its cheery tone. “So, let me go.”

“Ooh, feisty!” One of the other man at the table comments. It makes the other laugh loudly, and enrages Y/N. She is aware this is a man’s world, but she is not going to be their entertainer.

Before Y/N can retaliate, someone else steps in to her rescue. “Hey. She said to let her go.” Carol stands next to her with her back straightened and shoulders pulled back. “So let her go.” Her voice is low, and her eyes are cold. She looks like someone you don’t want to mess around with.

“Well look at you,” the man scoffs, “it’s the wannabe soldier.” He sneers.

“Let the lady go, I’m warning you.”

“Oh, you’re warning me?” He stands up, still holding onto Y/N’s arm. All the humor has left him. “And what are you going to do about it?” He stands slightly taller than Carol, but it doesn’t seem to deter her.

The tension between the two start to grow. Y/N stands there, frozen, keeping her eyes on Carol. She doesn’t want to deal with this right now, her shift is supposed to end soon.

Suddenly, Carol raises her fist, and punches the man square in the jaw. He stumbles backwards into the chair he was sitting in, finally letting go of Y/N. “You bitch!” He shouts, wiping blood away from his lip. He goes to stand up, but before the situation escalates any further, one of the other bar workers come to escort him out.

“You okay?” Carol turns to look at Y/N once the men are out of the bar.

“Yeah,” she rubs the spot the man was holding onto, “thanks for helping.” Her mouth grows into a small smile. “That was kinda amazing.”

Grinning, Carol shrugs. “I have a things for saving pretty ladies who happen to work at this bar.”

Y/N lets out a small laugh as she shakes her head. “Okay, superhero.” Her voice is playful, but she can feel her cheeks flushing. “I have to get back to work now.”

“When do you get off?” Carol follows Y/N around while she picks up empty glasses.

“In twenty minutes.”

“I’ll walk you home,” she states, “me and Maria, I mean. You shouldn’t walk alone this late at night.”

Y/N bites the inside of her cheek. She glances at Carol, feeling warmth rush over her body when she sees the hopeful look on her face. “Alright. I’ll see you in twenty.” Giving her a smile, she returns back behind the bar.

Carol has a huge grin on her face as she stares at Y/N work. “What did I miss?” Maria walks over to her, having been occupied by beating a man’s ass in pool.

“We’re walking her home.”

Maria glances at Y/N, and nudges Carol’s side with a smirk. “You like her.”

“Maybe.”

1987

The front door of Y/N’s small, crappy apartment slams shut as she comes home from her shift at Pancho’s bar. It’s late at night, Y/N is exhausted, and she is sweaty, and she just wants to fall asleep without worrying about anything.

She throws her keys somewhere on top of the dresser she has next to her front door, and kicks her work shoes out of her feet. “Jesus!” A shout leaves out of her mouth when she turns around. Carol is standing there with a sheepish smile and a bouquet of flowers. “You scared the crap out of me.” She mumbles, holding a hand on her racing heart. “What are you doing here?”

“Sorry.” Carol sets the flowers next to Y/N’s key. “You gave me a key, so I wanted to surprise you. I didn’t remember you were working so late.” Her voice isn’t radiating the confidence it usually is. It’s softer and nervous.

The bouquet is big, it has more flowers Y/N has ever gotten before, and it’s wrapped with pink paper. “Thank you.” She smiles, picking up the bouquet and going to her so-called kitchen to put the flowers in a vase.

Carol follows her, staying close by, but still giving her space, she can see how tense Y/N’s body is. “Tough day at work?”

“Something like that.”

It turns quiet while Y/N fills a vase with water from the tap. The apartment doesn’t have any separate rooms besides the bathroom. All the kitchen appliances, a bed, small couch and a television are within reach of each other. It’s definitely not something Y/N wants to spend her whole life in, but she can survive in it, and that’s enough for now.

“How long were you waiting?” The vase gets set down to the single counter she has in the kitchen area.

Glancing at the clock, Carol hums. “Like, a couple of hours, maybe.”

“Carol,” Y/N sighs and rubs the space between her eyes, “you should’ve gone to sleep, don’t you need to be at the base tomorrow?”

“I took a day off.”

“Why would you do that?”

“To spend time with you.” The way Carol’s voice is so gentle makes Y/N want to cry after the day she has had.

Today’s shift felt ten times worse than any other shift in the past, it was full of drunk men and angry customers who genuinely believed in the fact that customer is always right, even when they aren’t. On top of that, her manager thinks the customers are more important than his employees, so he always found a way to satisfy the angry customers, which made them see Y/N as the bad guy.

“Hey,” Carol’s hands go to her cheeks, rubbing them softly, “why are you crying?”

“Sometimes I can’t handle it all.” She gets pulled into a warm embrace. “I was supposed to get out of here ages ago and see the world, but I just can’t get out of here.” Y/N sobs quietly, trying to hold herself back so she wouldn’t ruin Carol’s clothes with her tears and snot.

But Carol doesn’t care. One of her hands is rubbing Y/N’s back, while the other rests at the back of her head. She stays quiet, letting Y/N sob it all out in peace.

The two have been officially seeing each other for a while now. For the first year and a half they mostly danced around each other, both too anxious to make the first move in case they got the wrong impression, and the other person wasn’t interested in women after all. However, during that time, they became very close friends, so when Carol finally did do the first move—thanks to Maria—they moved forward pretty quickly.

Once Y/N tears start to subside, Carol whispers, “take a shower, I’ll make you a snack and ready your bed for us, okay?” Y/N nods, gives her a small peck to the cheek, and makes her way towards the bathroom.

Carol and Y/N are laying on top of each other on the bed as they watch a random movie that’s on one of the night channels. They should be asleep, but they really wanted to spend time with each other, as they don’t have a lot of opportunities to do so.

“Can i ask you something?” Y/N’s quiet voice almost goes past Carol.

“Yeah.”

“Why air force?”

“I’ve always wanted to fly.”

“Isn’t it scary?”

“No.” Carol smiles. She loves the feeling of being free in the air, having the possibility to go anywhere in the world she desires. Y/N hums quietly, not saying anything. “Why do you ask?” Carol tries to move her head in a way she’d be able to see Y/N’s face in the light coming from the television, while not disturbing her position on top of her.

“I just think it’s dangerous is all.”

“Are you worried about me?” She grins.

Y/N’s hand is resting under Carol’s shirt, tracing different shapes on her side. “Kind of hard not to be when i’m in love with you.” She whispers. The grin on Carol’s face falls at the words. She isn’t sure if she even heard her correctly, but she really hopes she did. Y/N moves her head up to see her. “I don’t want to lose you.”

The sentence assures Carol she heard correctly. “You won’t lose me, because I’ll always come back home to you. I love you.”

“Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

They kiss, both feeling the smiles on each other’s faces. Carol tightens her arms around Y/N as they pull away. She closes her eyes and listens to the soft sounds of Y/N’s breathing melting in with the sounds of the television, as they fall asleep.

1989

Y/N paces around her house, ruining her nails by biting them. Her eyes are locked on her phone. She is waiting for a call, from anyone, as long as someone calls her and tells her she is overthinking things, that Carol is okay. She has called Maria three times by now, and the air force base once, but none of the calls have been successful.

Carol was supposed to come over four hours ago, straight from work, but she hasn’t arrived yet, nor has she called Y/N to let her know she’ll be late, that’s what she usually does.

Groaning, Y/N picks up the phone and punches in Maria’s number, calling her again. “Come on, come on.” She mumbles, tapping her foot to the ground in a rapid pace. “Damn it!” The phone drops to the table with a crash, few plastic pieces flying off of it from the impact.

No one is answering.

She sits down to the couch, it creaks slightly every time someone moves on it, which had led to some uncomfortable make out sessions with Carol.

Most of her nails are already too short to bite, so she moves to the skin around her them, biting them until she bleeds. Her eyes are locked onto the muted television, desperately trying to distract herself from her thoughts. She is aware of her tendency to overthink and catastrophize things, she always thinks Carol is dead if she hasn’t called by the time she promised to, but that was never the actual situation. This is the same case. Carol isn’t dead, she just got caught up at the base. Nothing horrible has happened.

A knock on the door makes her body relax. Carol is finally here. She lets out a relieved laugh and goes to open the door, however, her face turns to a frown once she notices Maria standing behind it.

“Hey, where’s Carol?”

Maria looks tired. “Can I come inside?” As Y/N nods, she steps in and looks at the floor. “I think you should sit down.”

“Maria-“

“Please,” she looks up at her, “sit down.”

Y/N sits back down on the couch, while Maria stays standing up. She is gathering her thoughts while trying to take deep breaths. “Carol volunteered to pilot with Doctor Wendy Lawson on something important, and the plane, uhm..it-“

“Don’t you dare say it, Maria.” There are tears gathering in the corners of Y/N’s eyes. She knows where this is going, but she wishes she didn’t.

“The plane crashed.” Maria sits down next to Y/N when she starts properly crying. “They couldn’t find anyone, Carol is classified dead. I’m so sorry, Y/N. I wanted to come tell you because no one else would’ve.” No one else knows about their relationship.

Not being able to say anything, Y/N just leans against Maria, who has started crying as well. The person they both consider closest to them, is dead.

1995

It has been a week since Carol helped the Skrulls to get out of the Kree’s line of fire, which means it’s been a week since she got her memories back. Ever since then, only one thing has been in her mind, her lover.

It’s early morning as Carol and Maria drink coffee in the latter’s kitchen, Monica still sound asleep upstairs. “What happened with Y/N when I disappeared?” Carol asks, her voice quite hesitant.

Maria sets her cup down. “I’m not sure. She was obviously pretty devastated when I told her what had happened.”

“She doesn’t still work at Pancho’s, does she?”

“I don’t think so,” Maria frowns, “but Carol, I haven’t talked to her in a long time. She stopped answering my calls three years ago. I don’t know where she is, or how she’s doing.”

Sighing, Carol stands up. “I have to find her.”

Naturally, the first place Carol goes to is Y/N’s apartment, though she really hopes she won’t find her there, that she moved on and started travelling the world like she planned to.

She knocks on the door and waits. Nothing happens, so she knocks again, just in case. She’s almost ready to let out a sigh of relief, but soft sound of footsteps coming from inside the apartment stop her. As the steps grow closer, a small, selfish part of her wishes it’s Y/N who opens the door.

Somehow she feels more pain than relief when the door opens, and Y/N stands before her.

They stare at each other, both stunned by the sight in front of them. Y/N has bags under her eyes, and her hair is messy. She is wearing an old t-shirt that once belonged to Carol, her legs are bare.

She goes to slam the door closed, thinking she has finally gone mad, but Carol’s hand stops it from moving. “You aren’t real.” Y/N’s voice is shaky. Her eyes are closed, she doesn’t want to see the person standing in front of her, because it can’t possibly be Carol.

“I’m real.” Carol whispers, but Y/N only shakes her head as an answer. “I didn’t die, I was captured by Krees after we crashed.”

“You aren’t making any sense, you aren’t real.”

“Can you let me in, please?” Gently, Carol sets her hand on top of Y/N’s hand, that is still holding onto the door. The touch makes Y/N open her eyes, and turn them towards Carol. She stares at her for a long while before opening the door wider.

As Carol walks inside the familiar apartment, she looks around for any changes, but it looks exactly the same as it did six years ago. She hates it. While Carol walks deeper into the tiny apartment, Y/N stays by the front door. Her arms are crossed over her chest in a protective kind of way.

“You weren’t supposed to stay here.”

“I couldn’t leave y-“ she stops herself, “Carol.” She isn’t entirely sure if the woman in her house truly is her Carol. “What happened? Who are the Kree?”

“It’s a long story.” She has a gentle grin on her face, one that reminds Y/N so much of the way Carol used to look at her. “You might want to sit down for it.” Y/N shakes her head, staying right where she is. Carol frowns, but nods, sitting down to the couch. It still creaks anytime weight gets put on it. “Shorter version of it is: when we crashed, Dr. Lawson told me the truth about her mission before he was shot by a Kree. Before he could kill me too, I destroyed an engine, which made me absorb energy of a Tesseract, so the Kree took me with him to their planet Hala. I was integrated to their society, I had no memories of my human life. A bunch of years later, I crashed back to Earth, a lot of fighting happened, I discovered my true power and my memories, and helped the Skrulls.”

“I don’t know what any of that means.” Y/N whispers. Any time Carol used to talk about air force things with her, she felt dumb, but all of this is making her think they aren’t even speaking the same language anymore.

“I was in space, and I have powers now.”

“Like a superhero?”

Carol smiles, nodding. “Yeah, I’m a real life superhero now.”

“You already were a superhero in my eyes.”

Standing up, she takes a few tentative steps towards her. All she wants to do is hold her, kiss her, tell her she’ll never leave her again. But Carol can still see the hesitation in Y/N’s eyes, she can see the years of pain and exhaustion in her expression.

“But then you died.”

Carol stops. She’s close to Y/N, but too far away to touch her. Oh, how desperately she just wants to feel her soft skin under her palm again, even if the years without her have hardened it. “I’m here now.” She pleads with her eyes—please believe me.

“You won’t stay,” Y/N states quietly, “if you’re a hero now.”

“I can take you with me, wherever I go. I won’t leave you again. I’ll help you get out of this place.” Carol takes another few steps forward, reaching her hand towards Y/N. “Please give me another chance.”

Y/N stares at her hand. It’s more calloused than before, rougher. She grips the skin on top of her ribs tightly, trying to ground herself, she feels like ripping herself apart.

“Please.” Her voice cracks. Her eyes are wet with unshed tears. “I can’t live without you.”

Y/N grabs her hand with her own shaking one. Carol squeezes with a smile, pulling her close slow enough that Y/N can stop her if she wishes to. Once they are chest against chest, she pulls her into a full embrace. The waterworks start from the both of them the second they’re in each other’s arms. Carol letting out all of the pent up grief she wasn’t even aware she had, and Y/N still trying to grasp the reality of the situation.

“I missed you.” Y/N chokes out between her sobs. “I missed you so much.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” Carol holds onto her girl so tightly, pressing her against her body like she’d disappear if she let go. “I’m going to show you the world now, because you deserve so much better than this place. I’ll never let you go.”

Although, Y/N doesn’t trust in promises anymore, some small part inside of her sparks hope, that she’ll truly never be separated from Carol again. She’ll even go all the to the stars for her if she has to.

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[anki-of-beleriand]

In The Light You Love Her

Summary: Family was something you work for, it was the foundation of your relationship with Carol. One day, that promise to be another day in your perfect life, you found yourself facing the decisions that lead to that very moment, realising Carol Danvers was and would always be the love of your life.

Warnings: Fluff, pure fluff, mentions of pregnancy, some light jealousy.

Pairing: Female! Reader x Carol Danvers , Past Wanda Maximoff x Female!Reader.

Author's note: So this is a continuation for In the darkness you said goodbye and it is just an affirmation that Carol became the light in your life. I hope you guys like it, please as always, remember that English is not my mother tongue, so forgive my grammar, spelling and grammar mistakes.

The first time you woke up beside her, she was crying.

Carol Danvers had been taught by the Kree to get a handle of her emotions, to never show her weakness to anyone, and most importantly, to never let anyone see her cry. You were not sure on what to do, or how to react to this new vulnerable Carol; the tears were hot on her cheeks with her lips parted and soft whimpers leaving her mouth. You glanced around the ship, Goose perking up from her spot ready to jump into bed if necessary.

You remembered letting your hand wipe away the tears, leaning in to place a soft kiss on her forehead before whispering reassuring words in her ear. It took some time, but soon she was crawling on you, burying her face on the nape of your neck, and going back to sleep. And, from that day on, that was how you usually slept. That was how Carol usually got some rest.

You blinked a couple of times, the yellowish light of the morning sun sneaking around the curtains in your room. You allowed yourself a lazy smile, your ears catching the ruckus happening on the kitchen on the first floor while the woman sleeping almost on top of you snuggled closer to you. You let your fingertips draw circles on the naked skin of her sides, enjoying the proximity of her and the memories washing over your mind.

Waking up with Carol Danvers in your arms was like a dream come true.

For more than five years, you and she had stayed on Earth giving up the role of heroes to become just normal citizens of the world. The universe had changed, and more heroes had come forward to take upon their shoulders the sacred duty of keeping peace in the galaxy; for Carol it had been hard to make the decision, for you it was something you had decided a long time ago.

The life you two shared at the moment didn’t come without sorrows, fights, and uncertainty.

You were pretty sure there was no other mismatched pairing as Carol and yourself were. Both hotheaded, both stubborn, both with a defined idea of what was right and what was wrong, coming to such a hard decision had come after a fight and a threat of losing one another.

Carol loved you enough to step back, and you loved her enough to continue fighting.

And just when everything seemed to have ended between the both of you, a threat appeared on the horizon and those new heroes came barging in to save the day. The New Avengers had surpassed their teachers, and you and Carol gave one another chance.

Another crashed followed by laughter rose around the house, the sleepy figure by your side shifted slightly placing soft kisses on your neck, that teasing hand placed on your waist dancing around your skin.

“I am afraid to go down and see the kitchen destroyed.” Carol mumbled huskily; you chuckled tilting your head to glance at her.

“I am afraid to even get a taste of what they are doing. I still haven’t recovered from the last time Kate and America tried to make something…” You shivered and Carol chuckled lifting her face from your neck.

Her eyelids were heavy around her eyes, her lips curled into lopsided grin that you returned before closing the gap between the both of you. The kiss soon turned into a full make-out session with Carol turned to her back, you placed your thigh between her legs while applying pressure to her core. You loved waking up with her like this, love how soft she was under your hands, how even though she looked tough and commanding she could melt under you, give in control whenever the situation demanded.

You smirked at her expression when you decided to stop and move away from her.

“Wh-what…” She blinked a couple of times holding herself up on her elbows, her eyes gleaming dangerously mad at you. “What the hell?”

“Everyone is downstairs, love, and everyone must be waiting for us…in a few moments, Ms. Khan is going to come knocking on our door, and I don’t want her to be scared again because she heard us having sex.”

“Ugh.” Carol dropped back on the mattress covering her face with the blanket just as you pat towards the bathroom, the blonde-haired woman still remembered that day in which she and you got the talk about not being loud or actually put on schedules so no one in the house would be scared for life.

Carol waited for a moment, she considered her options and soon she was tossing the blankets around while making her way to the bathroom. In there, Ms. Khan couldn’t hear them, right? She smiled to herself at her clever plan, it would take a while but at least she would get what she wanted before joining the circus downstairs.

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The place looked exactly as you expected it would look like the moment you offered your home for the celebrations.

Kamala and America were celebrating their graduation from High School, while Peter, Kate and Cassey were celebrations their graduation from university. You smiled when your eyes fell on Kamala who was in deep negotiations with a little brunette that was pouting while refusing to let go of the bangle, she had grabbed for herself, Bruno stood by the side holding back his smile.

The amount of noise filling up the first floor of your home made your heart fluttered with happiness. It had been so long since you last welcome everyone in your compound that you almost forgot what it was like to be part of the people in charge of the protection of the world, a warm hand wrapped tenderly around yours and you didn’t need to turn to know Carol had caught up to you just to witness what was happening in the kitchen.

“Finally, you two are awake!” Muneeba Khan appeared out of nowhere looking at the both of you with a firm scowl on her face, she put her hands on her hips shaking her head. “This place is a house of madness, and you two decided to sleep in!”

“Sorry, Ms. Khan!” You and Carol said at the same time, the older woman was about to continue with her scolding when the little brunette came running right into your arms.

“Mama!!”

“You beautiful baby!” You knelt down picking the little girl in your arms, she giggled while you lifted her in the air making her giggled happily. “What is that in your arm, Princess?”

“Behan Kamala gave it to me!”

“I did not!”

You chuckled while the little girl gripped the bangle tightly to her chest, you poked her nose while Carol huffed beside you two stretching her hand up.

“Emma, give it back.”

“Nu-uh!” The girl shook her head stubbornly, turning around and running away.

Kamala winced looking at you with her hands on her hips, “Y/N!”

“Kamala she is like five years old! Go after her!”

“But…but she won’t give it back! Please help me…” Kamala winced hearing her bangle falling to the ground, a shriek and Yelena and Kate arguing all over again.

“Kamala, really just tell Emma that you will get her a different one.” You replied amusedly, Kamala crossed her arms pouting and you finally found the person that taught Emma such a pose.

“Fine! Ugh, Emma come here!”

You observed them with amusement, your heart tugging in your chest just as Emma showed from behind a door laughing when Yelena picked her up and was helped to hide from Kamala who was being helped by Kate who, at the same time, was being stopped by America while Peter stood in the corner with Cassey.

The house was always at its best when all the children were home. And you were reminded of the moment your children came into yours and Carol’s life.

Emma was the glimmer of hope that had brought happiness and peace to Carol's nightmares. 

The first time you two talked about children she had panicked, and she had run from you. You found her fighting a group of poor unsuspecting pirates attacking on the south coast of Tanzania. You finished the battle with a single click of your hand, and Carol was forced to face you. She was scared of the consequences of a family, of her not being able to be a mother, or a wife or anything that you might want. But you just wanted her, and the conversation ended there for the moment. 

The second time you two talked about children, it was Ms.Khan who brought the topic. She asked about the possibility of biological children during lesbian se, if magic or alien technology intervene. You were horrified, Carol was horrified, Kamala was mortified, and Mr. Khan for the first time cut off his wife by dragging her away. 

By the time it was quite obvious this was something you two had been thinking about, Carol was the first one to ask. Would you be carrying the baby? How many could you two have? Would it be better if you adopt them? 

You remembered cutting her words with a kiss and a marriage proposal. Kids were the future, but first the both of you need to forge the present. So you two got married and then, as time passed by, children came into your life. 

First was Emma. 

Sweet Emma was born in a loveless home, put to death by a cult and rescued by America and the Team in a world without sun. 

She had been a small and sick child, always crying and looking for the warmth that Carol could offer. The little girl loved snuggling closer to Carol when she was using her power to warm her up. She had grown to be an amazing girl, and you had seen the potential behind her brown eyes and mischievous smile. She would be trouble, their own Captain Trouble. 

Then, came Nicolas.

The little boy that was the spitting image of Carol Danvers. 

The boy you had carried in yourself and that was as much as your son as Carol's. You lifted your face to see America carrying Nico around approaching the group with a huge smile on their faces. 

If someone were to ask you how you picture your future, this was not it. You could never imagine that Wanda would not be there with you, or that she would cheat and you would leave earth at any point. You never imagined that you would fall in love with Carol, or that she would fall in love with you. 

You never imagined your house filled with children, teens and a found family that lived meddling around and that were always bringing smiles to your faces. 

“Hey, you're thinking too loudly.” The voice to your side startled you, Natasha smiled softly at you glancing at the full house then settling her eyes on you. 

“I never thought it would be like this.” You grabbed the mug of hot chocolate Natasha was offering you, a loud bang and laughter soon filled the house and the thunder outside followed by a couple of profanities told you Thor had done something inappropriate.

You snorted hearing Ms. Khan scolded everyone with the help of Pepper, and you knew things were under control. Natasha nodded towards the main exit and you followed her with a curious frown in place. 

“How is everything going?” You blurted the question, Natasha sighed, glancing at the main yard leading to a couple or cars parked right outside. 

“It's good, she is recovering.” Natasha put her phone out, tapping a few keys she handed it to you. “The people in Westview are recovering this Agatha lady was captured and is under Strange’s watch. But he is worried.”

And you could see why. 

Wanda had gone down a path you never thought would be possible, she had not only lost you almost ten years ago but she had also lost everyone around her. She had closed off all possibilities of forging a friendship or familiar relationship with anyone inside the Avengers, and she had gone alone on a quest to find happiness. 

It ended up wrong. 

Whatever had happened, she had enslaved a full city creating a life in which you and her were happy. You two had a family. You two had twin boys that were the spitting image of their mother's. Monica and Riri had assisted Shield and Sword in the case and you were asked to come for additional help but you just couldn't. Carol had been left in the dark, and your own family needed you. 

Besides, the sight of you being in a fabricate life in which you and Wanda had become a family scared you. Natasha placed a hand on yours, her features softned showing off the wrinkles forming around her eyes, her mouth and nose. She was growing old, and much like most of Earth's Mightiest Heroes she retired from active duty making sure the newest generation received good training and support. 

“He wants to bring her here? Is he mad?!” You locked the phone, returning it tk Natasha shaking your head. “I can't put my family in danger, Carol doesn't know…”

“What is it that I don't know?” Carol appeared around the corner of the house, she had been wearing a grin that soon wiped out at the scene in front of her. 

You were tense, with Natasha standing close to you and her phone in her hand. The both of you clamped your mouth shut and that was when Carol knew something was up. 

“So, what I don't know…” She asked again, leaving her words hanging in the air, her steps taking her closer to you. 

“Strange wants to bring Wanda here.” Natasha blurted out, you glared at her but Carol was now completely confused. 

“Oh, I didn't know they were… Together?” Carol blinked seeking confirmation to her words but finding tension instead of answers. 

“They are not.” You replied through gritted teeth, Carol lifted a brow then she turned to Natasha. 

“Look, they both had taken care of America since she came here, and they just wanted to be part of this celebration.” Natasha clarified, Carol pressed her lips together before nodding to Natasha. 

“Then tell them to come, everything is set up but I know we wouldn't say no to one of those barrels of Ale Wong keeps in his office.”

“Carol…” The use of her full name stopped Carol for a moment, she lifted a hand and kept her attention on Natasha. 

“You can tell them to come, please Tasha, and can I have a moment alone with my wife?”

“Yes, of course.” Natasha sent an apologetic stare your way, and you knew you were in to provide explanations to Carol who now had her eyes on you.

“So, you care to explain?” She stood before you with her arms crossed, a tilt of her head and a glint in her eyes you were familiar with. 

You sighed letting your hand fix your hair while your eyes lifted to the sky, it had been so long since you found yourself under the pressure of Wanda Maximoff. At the beginning of your relationship with Carol it had been a sore topic, it was quite evident that a part of you still felt something for her. With time, you and Carol learnt it was only natural, Tha affection remained in your heart didn't mean you were still in love, and you learnt to move on from those emotions without giving them a second thought. And Carol had learnt that you had eyes only for her, that your heart was in her hands. 

So it wasn't jealousy that Carol was experimenting. 

Well, yes, she was jealous, she had always seen the longing in Wanda's eyes. She had seen the lingering love in there while you remained clueless about it. But it had never bothered Carol too much. At the end of the day, you were by her side. 

“Should I be worried?” Carol finally asked and you shit her a quick glance shaking your head. 

“No, of course not.” You stepped closer to her, your arms finding her waist, your nose finding hers and your warm breath smelling of hot chocolate caressing Carol's face. 

“I love you, my sunshine.” You whispered tenderly. “Some things happened recently, and I just don't want any trouble on this day.”

“You mean, the imaginary world Wanda created with you and the twins?” Carol rolled her eyes at your naivety, you looked shocked and the other woman smiled, placing her hand on your cheek. 

“You are an idiot.” She said warmly before closing the gap and kissing you slowly. 

You almost lost yourself in the kiss until you remembered her words. 

“Wait, you knew?!”

“Of course I knew!” Carol snorted in amusement, and contrary to what you thought she would say she looked rather calm about the whole thing. 

“Aren't you…” You gestured with your hand trying to look for the right words, Carol snorted, lifting a single eyebrow at you. 

“Jealous?” You nodded at her words and she merely rolled her eyes. “Of course I was! I was about to blast the freaking dome down but Kamala stopped me.”

“Kamala knows?” Now, you were dizzy, the best kept secret you had ever had was everyone's common knowledge. 

“It was an accident, actually. She was coming to hurt you for even thinking about cheating on me.” Carol chuckled. “It was sweet until we dig in more and found out about the hex.”

You narrowed your eyes, “why didn't you say anything?”

Carol shrugged, stepping back a little, “I knew that when the time was right you would come to me and explain what happened. Y/N I know you, I trust you… And whatever had happened with Wanda, I know that she is still a part of you and the team. We are family and we don't give our backs to family, you taught me that.”

“Gods, could I love you any more than I already do?” You wrapped your arms around Carol finding comfort in her, the other woman chuckled, shaking her head. 

“I think that can be arranged.” She said nervously, you frowned, stepping back while locking your eyes to hers. 

“What do you mean?” You scrunched up your nose, and Carol softened slightly at your expression. 

She grabbed your hand, trembling. She took it to her abdomen and placed it there. It took you a couple of moments but then your eyes grew big and your lips curled into a huge grin. 

“You mean…”

“Bruce just confirmed it but I suspect as much.”

“Yes!” You lifted her in your arms leaning in to kiss her passionately in between gasp of laughter and excitement. 

The both of you had talked about a third child, Emma had been adopted and you had carried Nicolas, but a third child was a mystery for the both of you. Carol was not overly excited with the idea of getting pregnant, in reality she was just happy to have children as long as she didn't go through the pregnancy. It was fine by you, you did it with gusto and you had never been so happy in your life. But just as Nicolas was pure Carol, the both of you had wanted a third child to be pure you. 

Carol had woken up one day asking to be a mother of your child. You had been confused at first until she just said. 

I think I'm ready, I will carry your child and there is nothing you can do to stop me.

“Carol, this is amazing!! Come we have to tell everyone and then we are going to…”

“Easy there, tiger.” Carol giggled, stopping you before you went back inside to scream at the top of your lungs. 

You stopped confused, eager to let everyone know until you realised Carol was serious. 

“Today is their day, love, today we are celebrating their graduations and we are going to do just that.” She softened at the pout forming on your face. “This can wait, love. I want it to be our secret until everything is fine.”

“Fine, you're right.” Then you leaned in to steal another kiss. “Oh, but later I'm just going to show you how happy I am with this news, and we will celebrate.”

“Oh I will hold you to that.” Carol replied, smiling , leaning in to deepen the kiss. 

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The backyard had been changed for the occasion. 

All around the main yard, torches had been placed to project light hues of yellow that resembled the afternoon light. The tables were filled with food and fine cutlery made of the colours that had represented each hero at some point in their history. They were family and, as such, they had been mixed up with everyone without any preferences just with the idea of sharing with one another while celebrating the accomplishment of the newest generation. 

You shifted from one foot to the other, your eyes dancing around the place while Carol assisted a very demanding Muneeba that was barking orders to everyone helping with the food. You smiled tenderly, the older woman had become like a mother to you and Carol always making sure the both of you were eating, sleeping, and healthy at all times. 

She adored the children, and her overprotective nature had become something Carol and you yearned whenever you were away from Jersey. 

“Ammi is really giving it her all, uh?” You chuckled, wrapping your arm around Kamala, the young woman was holding Nicolas who was playing sleepily with her hair. 

“She loves it, and Carol enjoys it a bit too much.” You glanced at your son, then at Kamala. “Congratulations, by the way. I knew you could do it.”

Kamala smiled sheepishly, “it is all thanks to you, guys. And to Peter who never gave up on my education.”

You rolled your eyes, snorting a laugh before making sure you were fixing some strands of hair. 

“Want me to help you with the kid?”

“No, please, he is fine here and I miss him so much.” Kamala softened slightly. “Nothing is the same when Emma and Nico are away.”

“Gee, that makes me feel so love…” You commented teasingly, Kamala bumped against you rolling her eyes. 

“You know I missed you two as well, I regret not having come over the Summer with Monica.” Kamala made a face while remembering that time of the year. “Jersey was horrible at that time, and perhaps I would have gotten the full family treatment you guys gave her. I'm starting to think you are loving her more than me.”

The declaration was overdramatic, you couldn't help the roll of eyes while making sure your arms were once more around the young woman. Your relationship with Kamala was special, she had idolised you and Carol at first but after that first mission she had grown to be like a little sister. Like another daughter. She and Monica behave like five-year Olds from time to time, and Carol was all for being that rebel auntie that would teach them cool things they would need when growing up. 

When Emma had shown up in your lives, and Nico had been born, both of them had taken the role of big sisters and soon it was as if this found family always found a way to complement one another. 

“You shouldn't be, now that you are off to college you can come over whenever you want.” You replied. “You know you are always welcome here, and you will always have a room here.”

Kamala threw herself at you making sure that Nico was snuggled closer while she melted into the tight embrace you provided. You grinned happily, one hand holding Kamala, and the other caressing your son’s hair, for a brief moment you lifted your face only to see Carol shooting at you a quick glance, her brown eyes warming up at the sight while her smile made your heart fluttered with yearn. You wished you could talk about the news; you knew that Kamala would just shriek into the sky before going in big-sister mode and fuzzed around Carol and the children. She had always had a soft side for Nicolas and Emma, and with this new baby she would probably short-circuit.

“You know I’m gonna miss you guys.” Kamala stepped back, tearing up a little. She was about to continue talking when a quick breeze cut through the afternoon and the buzzing sound of a portal interrupted all conversation happening around the yard.

The silence that fell around the yard was almost sepulchral, everyone was looking over the portal that had just opened to reveal Stephen Strange, Wong and Wanda Maximoff. Your body went rigid at the sight before you, there was a strange pressure around your chest and a deep void in your lower stomach. It had been so long since you last saw those green eyes looking at you, since you last saw the woman you had loved at a younger age.

Wanda Maximoff had changed.

Her hair was longer, and her face was tired and filled with unfinished troubles that had plagued her for far too long. You stopped asking about her, but you had known that she had been struggling with her powers and with her happiness; you didn’t like hearing about it, and more than once you had tried to reach out only to back down at the last minute.

Carol never understood it, and you had always made it clear this was a topic you didn’t want to talk about. But right now, seeing here in your home after hearing about Westview, well…you couldn’t hide, you couldn’t avoid her.

The silence was stretching around the place, and the tension was completely palpable around the room. America shifted forward, Emma hugging her arm with big, curious eyes glancing at Wanda. Before anyone could do or say anything, Carol sprung into action her lips breaking into a single smile while she stepped forward hugging Wanda briefly.

“Wanda! I’m so glad you came.” She stated stepping back before turning to Strange and stretching his hand with a wink. “Strange, as always late and making an entrance, you’re just missing the fanfare and would look just like Stark.”

“I will take that as an insult.”

“Hey, Mandrake, I’m right here!”

The banter broke the tension around the yard, and Wanda had stood frozen in place the moment Carol had welcomed her with such a warm gesture. Everyone soon let out the breath they were holding, conversation soon resumed and Carol was left alone with Wanda who was glancing at you then back at the blond-haired woman in front of her.

“So, how are you doing?” Carol asked mildly interested about it while standing subtly in front of Wanda’s line of vision.

Wanda blinked a couple of times, scarlet whisps of magic coming from her hands until another person came in wrapping her arms tightly around the brunette.

“Wanda! I thought you wouldn’t come.” America offered a warm embrace to the other woman, soon stepping back while her left hand was holding onto a small hand.

Wanda lowered her green eyes, softening completely when she took into the small frame of Emma Danvers.

The young girl tilted her head, on her left arm she was wearing a big bangle while her dressed was a mixture of the colours you had always favoured. Blue and Green. Wanda swallowed down her tears, opening her mouth before centring her attention on America then on Carol.

“Of course, I was coming, it is your graduation after all. And thank you for letting me come, I just…”

“Nonsense, you are welcome in my home, Wanda. Now if you excuse me…” Carol winced when there was a bang followed by laughter coming from the kitchen. “I think I may be needed in the kitchen.”

Wanda was not feeling overly welcome, she was still standing on the same place Strang and Wong had left her and her eyes tried to look around for someone familiar, someone that didn’t make her look and feel so out of place. America could see the mounting anxiety in Wanda, she wished things were easier for the woman she considered like a mother, but America had heard the stories and she was unsured on how to proceed with this.

“Who are you?” Emma stepped closer looking up at Wanda who blinked a little before glancing down.

“I’m Wanda.” She replied cautiously, Emma nodded as if that explained everything before turning to America.

“She is your mummy?” America flushed looking at Wanda then at Emma then at Wanda again.

“Eh, something like that.” She replied lowly, Wanda felt her lips quirked and America decided her shoes were far more interesting at the moment.

Emma turned to Wanda grinning, “you’re pretty, and you’re red! All red!!! Buy you are black, all black!”

Wanda cocked her head; she opened her mouth to ask what the little girl meant when a voice she had yearned to hear once more reached her ears. You were standing right before her, there was not a single show of emotion on your face, but your eyes were gleaming with trepidation right to your side was your young protegee Kamala who was holding a small boy in her arms.

“She is an empath, but she can only differentiate emotions through colours.” You went to pick up Emma, softening completely as the girl giggled at you. “Hello Wanda.

“Y/N.” She replied in a weak voice, she was looking at the scene in front of her and her heart dropped at the familiarity. “It’s…it’s good to see you.”

You wait for a moment, poking Emma on her nose before turning to Wanda.

“It’s good to see you too.”

America and Kamala exchanged a knowing glance, America stepped in opening her arms and Emma was soon jumping from your arms to America’s ones.

“I think we…” Kamala started talking but soon trailed off not knowing what to say.

“You guys need to talk, and Nico needs a bed, and Emma needs less sweets, right young lady?”

“Nuh-uh!” Emma shook her head chuckling while everyone left and soon you were standing with Wanda all alone.

Coldness soon followed, and you realized there was nothing much you could say or talk with the woman standing before you. It had been so long since you last saw her, you knew you didn’t know her any longer. Wanda let out a heavy sigh putting her arms around herself.

“I know you don’t want me here.” She mumbled; you snorted shrugging.

“It’s not that, Wanda.” You brushed your hair making sure you didn’t look away from those green eyes. “It has been too long, and I didn’t know… how to approach you, or this conversation.”

Wanda nodded in understanding, “you know about Westview.”

Wanda knew sooner or later you would also get to know what had happened, the state of her mind that led her to such a situation. She feared that her life had been spiralling out of control ever since she messed up her chance at happiness with you. Wanda had never accepted the fact she had lost you, and it had been hard for her to try and go back on her feet without anyone or anything to hold onto. Now, after all those years, she was finally starting to understand her emotions and her powers.

“I do.” You shrugged turning around to see everyone busy with one thing or another, you tried to look for Carol but your wife was nowhere to be seen. “I know everything about it, I received updates of everything that happened during and afterwards.”

Wanda winced hating that you had been given full access to her file. It was almost logical that would happen, at some point they thought you and your family were in danger. Everyone thought sooner or later, Wanda would come to claim you for her alone.

“How have you been, Wanda? I know that living in Kamar Taj is not ideal, but I also bet it has been interesting.” You offered small talk, Wanda hesitated before she started talking to you telling you everything she had done while getting to the temple and starting her recovery.

At the other end of the yard, inside the house Carol was watching the scene with a mixture of jealousy and anxiety. She could see how you and Wanda ease out, and soon the tension was gone and you two found yourselves talking slowly but surely about several topics. Carol knew she should not fear, but watching the easiness behind the conversation made her doubt.

She pressed her lips together and soon busied herself with the food. It was better for her to not think about anything at all.

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Night had already fallen and the backyard had been illuminated with torches and lights that decorated the world while the celebration continued in your home. You were making sure Nicolas was snuggled comfortably on his crib, while Emma was fast asleep on her bed, the sound of laughter, conversation and music didn’t disturb them.

“They really had a good time today.” You leaned back to the woman standing behind you, Carol was warmth against your touch, her arms placed tenderly around your abdomen while her chin rested on your shoulder.

“They did. I think all of us did.” You replied not missing the glint of doubt in your wife’s eyes when you turned to face her. “What is it?”

Carol hesitated for a moment, she opened her mouth then close it again, then opened it again with more confidence.

“What did you think about Wanda?” The question was innocent enough, but you could tell there was more she wanted to ask but didn’t dare to.

If there was a topic that had always made Carol doubtful was the topic of Wanda. You were not completely aware of this at first, but with time and good observation skills you could teel there were some situations that still bother Carol a lot. And that day in particular you had seen it.

Jealousy.

Insecurity.

The Captain Marvel was just jealous, insecure, and afraid of a woman that had been buried in your past for far too long. And of course, you couldn’t blame her, that very day you had spoken with Wanda like you hadn’t done in so long, and soon Emma and Nicolas had been so curious about her they had come to the brunette with childish innocence that melted the witch away and made you stayed by her side for far too long.

Now, standing in your children’s room you could see the glimmer of doubt in her eyes.

You offered a half smile, with a single hand brushing her hair away before leaning in and wrapping your lips with hers. The kiss was soft at first, just a brush of lips asking for comfort; your hands wrapping around her waist putting Carol closer to you. With a tilt of your head, you deepened the kiss, your tongue asking for entrance finding the sweet, velvety tongue of Carol playing with yours.

“Mmm, what was that for?” Carol grinned touching your forehead with hers.

“I love you.” You whispered kissing her again, this time around hungrily until your heart fluttered at the whimper that left her lips.

“I love you too.” She replied chuckling, her eyes opening and glancing at you curiously.

“You are the light in my life, Carol.” You said seriously, and just as you said this you allowed the shadows around the both of you to grow and engulfed you in darkness.

Soon, just as it had always happened, Carol started gleaming from her chest all through her body. She snorted shaking her head when you leaned in placing sweet kisses around her jaw and neck.

“You gave me so much happiness, you gave me your love and a family and I just…” You trailed off, this time around your hands placing themselves on her abdomen. “I jus can’t stop falling in love with you every day…”

“So, I was that obvious, uh?” Carol tried to move away and hide away her shame at having been discovered in her childish emotions.

You snorted not letting her step away from your arms.

“Pretty obvious, love…but I love that side of you. I don’t get to see it too often.” You smirked, and Carol winced still trying to get away from you.

“So you like making me jealous…” She started, and this time around her eyes were showing a yellowish light that told you better kept your mouth shut.

“I like making you happy.” You replied rather cheekily, Carol rolled her eyes but the softening in her stare was enough to go back to place soft kisses on her face. “I can’t think of anyone or anything that would make me this happy, Carol. You have become my family, you and the kids and the little Captain that it is on their way.”

Carol chuckled stepping back just to make sure she was looking at you, “little Captain?”

“Well, we don’t know if it is a boy or a girl so…”

Carol bit on her lower lip tilting her head she dropped all pretences to let you see the vulnerability in her eyes.

“I just couldn’t help but thing how easily was for you to talk to her, for the children to approach her.” Carol made a face crossing her arms while shying away from you and her own vulnerability. “I know it was foolish, I feel stupid.”

You chuckled nodding in agreement.

“It was pretty stupid.” You agreed, Carol huffed turning around ready to leave the room.

“Okay, then you would prefer to sleep in the sofa with someone not as stupid as…” She hated the fact sometimes you made it easier for her to melt right away and fall into your arms.

It was your childish pout, and the glint in your eyes. The same mischievous smile that Nicolas had inherited and the one Emma was learning to make, Carol had to snickered when you turned her around dancing playfully while making her back away until her back came into contact with the door of your room.

“Nu-uh, Captain, I will sleep with you because I don’t think I will be able to sleep otherwise, and everyone is rather busy and Ms. Khan will make sure everyone behaves so…” You wriggled your eyebrows shooting Carol a flirty smile. “What do you say if we finished what we start this morning, and I show you that you are the light of my life, the woman that I wake up every morning for…That you, Carol Danvers, have my heart at your mercy.”

“God I forgot what a sweet talker you are.” The blond-haired woman stated though it was almost impossible for her to wipe away her grin.

“And you love me for that.” You exclaimed proudly, gasping when Carol dragged you into the room pressing you against the door making sure it was completely close.

“You are impossible.” Carol then leaned teasing your lips with hers. “Now, what do you say if we stop talking and you just finish what you start this morning.”

“Aye, aye, Captain.” You leaned in sealing the night with a searing kiss.

Later, when the sound of music, laughter and conversation had died of, and you laid in bed with Carol lying on top of you fast asleep you tilted your head to see the moon shinning in the distance. You had always held darkness inside you, your travels around the universe had taught you about your race and the birth of your civilization. You knew the potential for evil and shadows inside you, and in the midst of al of this was Carol Danvers.

At some point she had become your light.

The only one that could disperse that darkness and ignited inside you the spark of hope, love and peace. Carol was the mother of your children, she was your wife, but most importantly…

…Carol Danvers was the light in your life that you love.

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Different But Same

Summary: After saving the Skrull and finding them a new homeworld, Carol returns to Earth to see someone from her past.

(The reader is 18+ and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)

“Carol’s alive,” Maria’s voice echoed in your ears still. 

You and Maria had stayed in contact for a while after Carol’s disappearance, but not that much. Her presence was missed greatly. Too greatly. So much that you and Maria had begun to drift slightly from each other over time. It was especially hard on you. Her absence quickly became something that you couldn’t avoid. You tried to fill the void with your new job and making new friends and trying to meet new people, but her absence was always felt no matter what.

“She's fine. But she’s not the same. I’ll explain soon,” Maria told you over the phone, before hanging up, leaving you shocked and confused. 

That was a week ago, and still you heard nothing from Maria or her daughter. You had called her home multiple times, but you never got her, only her voicemail.

“Hi, this is Maria Rambeau. Sorry I couldn’t come to the phone, but please leave a message, and I’ll get back to you,” her voicemail said again, as you tried to call her for what felt like (and was probably) the fiftieth time. 

“Maria, what did you mean by ‘Carol’s alive’? And why is she not the same? Please call me back. Now!” Hanging up the phone, you slammed it down harder on your table than you meant to, making a loud sound echo through your living room.

“Don’t break it,” A familiar voice said from behind you and you quickly turned around, fist raised, ready to fight whoever had entered your home, but before you could land a punch, Carol caught your hand in hers and gave it a gentle squeeze. 

“C-Carol?” you stuttered, looking at her face that held an amused expression. She still looks the same, you thought.

“(Y/N),” Carol said, lowering your fist and opening your hand to slide her fingers through yours. She pulled you closer to her body, and looked into your (E/C) eyes, her face suddenly neutral, not showing any emotions. 

You looked into her brown eyes to see that same familiar gleam that’s always been there along with a strange mix of gentleness and hardness that was Carol. But there was something else there that you didn’t recognize. Something that gave you a weird feeling. This must be what Maria meant, you realized. The rest of her looks the same.

“You...look the same,” You told her, not knowing what to say. At first she didn’t say anything, continuing to look into your eyes. “Maria said you were different.”

Suddenly a familiar mischievous grin appeared on her face, and she pulled you (impossibly) closer, your noses almost touching each other. “I am different. You’re not. You’re still the same you.”

“How?”

“What?”

“How’re you different, Carol?”

She was quiet for a moment before speaking, her grin still there: “Something happened to me."

"What happened?"

"It made me forget a lot of things. I don’t remember that much from before...but I remember you.”

You were going to ask what she meant by that, but suddenly you felt her lips upon yours and the question you wanted to ask was completely forgotten, all that you knew was Carol.

A moan left your mouth as you felt her pull your body closer to hers, her breasts touching yours. The feel of her lips on yours brought back memories of you two laying in bed together, laughing and talking, memories of you two spending quiet afternoons together, you two going out on walks and trips. Memories that you tried forgetting, it all came back to your mind and you found yourself deepening the kiss and wrapping your arms around her shoulders, moaning more.

The kiss went on for a minute longer, before you felt the need to breath. Feeling the need get stronger, you pulled away and looked at Carol to see her grin growing into a happy smile. 

“Carol,.. what happened to you?” You asked again, reaching up and feeling her hair, before moving your hands to the sides of her head. She's really here, you marveled.

“Something amazing,” She answered, grabbing one of your hands and laying a kiss on the back of it, the action making you want to kiss her again.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded her head and kissed your other hand.

“I want to know what happened to you, Carol.”

“I promise I’ll explain everything to you,” Carol told you.

You didn’t know exactly what it is that changed about Carol. Something was off about her, but at the same time, she somehow was still the same goofy, brave, and intense Carol that you knew. Whatever it was that happened to her, she would explain it to you and you both would work through it.

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hey babes 😏😏😏

LIKE MOB BOSSES CAROL AND VALKYRIE?! I HAVENT SEEN THE MARVELS HUT IM SEEING IT TOMORROW AND IM SO EXCITED BUT YEH AND MAYBE LIKE SOME JEALOUSY AND LIKE 😏😏😏 PUNISHMENTS AND SHIT

DOUBLE TROUBLE

PAIRINGS: CarolValkryie x reader

WORD COUNT: 679

WARNINGS: smut, double penetration, degrading, punishment, slapping, edging, overstimulation, threesomes, that’s abt it :)

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Reminder that this will be my last ever smut post!! Going forward I will not be writing smut so I apologize for those who did not get their asks answered

“No, I- I can’t,” You mumbled weakly, too tired to fight off the women surrounding you. Valkyrie was behind, her tip teasing the entrance of your tightest hole while Carol continued to slide in and out of your cunt. Her strap would rub her clit perfectly to cause just the right amount of friction, and her moans blended in with yours.

“Yes, you can, and you will.” Valkyrie groaned, seemingly tired of the ‘attitude’ you had been throwing towards both of them. Valkyrie wasn’t able to visit you and your girlfriend often, only when it was serious, and Carol had decided it was one of those times. You were nearing your period, and your hormones were spiraling like usual. Although, it was also the Holiday’s, and you had been missing both women, so you were in a worse mood than they could’ve expected.

“Look at that, baby, you’re taking Captain's cock so well,” You sniffled quietly, and they had to stifle a chuckle at your weakened expression.

“Don’t praise this little slut. They’ve been so, so naughty, it’s only fair we give them what they’ve been asking for.” Although it wasn’t at all what you were asking for. You wanted to be with the two women, between the two in a similar position as to how you are now. But you wanted to hear their soft praises on the shell of your ear. You wanted to feel their lips slowly moving down your neck and body. You wanted their hands to lovingly slide across your breasts, unlike the way they were groping you currently. You wanted to cum on their tongues, their fingers, their cocks; whatever it was they could give you. But you wanted them more than anything, and if this is what they were giving you, you wouldn’t dare to complain.

“Fuck, I’m already halfway, baby. You think you can take the rest of me, hm? You think this tight fucking ass can take Daddy’s cock?” You sniffled but lacked a response, causing a slap to arrive across your cheek. You whimpered, but quickly nodded without a thought, your mind barely registering what she asked.

“This must feel so fucking good, huh, darlin’? Having two cocks just destroying your holes, giving you no room to protest. This messy cunt seems to be betraying you when you say you don’t want this, little one.” Carol muttered close to your lips, quickly leaning down to take your bottom lip in her mouth as she bit down slightly, causing you to hiss in further pain. You didn’t know how much longer you could take, but you hoped they’d give in soon.

“C’mon, I know you want to cum for us,” She spoke once again, and you heard Valkyrie let out a deep groan as your skin touched the base of her strap. You shuttered, feeling both women deeper than ever before inside of you, the only hole left to fill was your mouth.

“Shh, just open, pretty girl.” You didn’t entirely understand what they meant, so you opened the barrier of your lips and spread your legs even further, both mumbling dirty praises in response. You felt two fingers thrusting into your mouth soon after, opening your eyes to see an arm from behind wrapping around to visit the said area. Her knuckles pressed against the sides of your cheeks, and you gagged as she forced herself impossibly deeper.

“I think this little slut likes having their holes filled, ‘cause they’re making a fucking mess.” You led your eyes down, quickly shutting them in shame as you admired the wetness leaking from you. You had never been this turned on, what were they doing to you?

“P’ease, Captain; please, D-daddy, let me cum f’ you.” In an instant you felt the two stilling inside of you, and it seemed they had wordlessly matched their arrivals as their moans seemed to bounce off each vibranium wall. This only brought you closer, and the dirty scent of sex filling the room only brought you further arousal.

“Cum for us, you dirty slut,”

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[hard-core-super-star]

bare your soul 'til it's naked [C.Danvers]

pairing: sub!carol danvers x dom!reader

summary: you and carol experiment with switching up your usual roles and accidentally discover something new.

warnings: SMUT -> minors, don't look [porn with feelings; bondage; strap-on sex; an exploration of carol's submissive side; strapwarming; a dash of denial; carol's praise kink goes brr; captain kink because duh]

wordcount: 1.8k

a/n: no, i didn't disappear for like all of november, what are you talking about?? anywho, this happened and...i have no reason or explanation for it lmao. also, i'm not even going to pretend to be an expert on dom/sub dynamics but just labeling carol as a bottom felt wrong considering the more...intense route this took. ANYWAY, usual,"this is my first time writing for this character, please give me validation if you liked it," warning applies.

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It had started as a joke.

You had told Carol how unfair it was that her superhuman abilities always led to her overpowering you after she had effortlessly picked you up and plopped you down onto the couch to stop you from washing the dishes. It had been an almost nonsensical joke that the blonde took a little too seriously. 

It’s not something that genuinely bothers you, in fact, you love how quick Carol always is to pick you up and carry you everywhere. However, you had mentioned how much you’d love to have a turn at being in charge for once and your girlfriend took it upon herself to give you exactly what you wanted. (Like usual) 

You weren’t sure why she was so dead set on doing this, especially considering how much she loves having the upper hand all the time, and yet you couldn’t find it in yourself to tell her to change her mind. Mainly because you’d have to be an actual fool to deny her anything but also because there’s been a look in her eyes that you can’t quite decipher that was born from the mere thought of switching roles for once.

So, your one meaningless joke had earned you a sight you’d never thought you’d see: Carol Danvers naked and bound on your bed.

It should be ridiculous. She’s a goddamn superhero, for crying out loud, she could easily rip apart those ropes like nothing. And yet…she remains motionless. You’d go far enough to call her stoic if it weren’t for the smirk she hasn’t yet wiped off of her face.

You both know the massive amounts of power she holds inside herself and she still chooses to pretend. To give in to the fantasy. To act like you truly hold all the cards when she’s the one with literal superpowers. 

Your girlfriend huffs as she watches you admire her toned body and the intricate knots that hold her in place. She’s been sitting in the same position for what feels like hours, with her hands tied around her back and her legs spread open, showing off the strap attached to her hips.

“You gonna do something or just stare?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” you reply, shamelessly staring at her jawline while she throws her head back and groans.

“I’m going to lose my mind if you don’t touch me right now.”

You’re tempted to just walk away like she’s done to you countless times but you have other, more important, ideas on your mind. 

You approach her in two quick steps, smiling at the way her eyes literally light up before tangling your fingers in her blonde hair and gently pulling. You’re rewarded with the sound of her gasp and you can practically see the way her veins pop out as she clenches her fists. 

“I think you’re forgetting our deal, Captain,” you whisper. “I’m in charge, you just have to sit there and behave.”

She lets out a soft groan, her eyes fluttering closed for the briefest of seconds. You don't know if it's the hair-pulling or the use of the title that affects her so much but it’s obvious her reluctance melts away in an instant…which means your need to have her begging for you increases tenfold in that same instant.

“Are you going to need a reminder, baby?”

A long second of silence goes by before your girlfriend gives in. You’re more than willing to wait for her, especially once her eyes open again and you’re able to make out the specks of bliss that make her eyes sparkle more than usual. “No…I’ll behave.”

“Good girl,” you hum.

The whine that escapes her doesn’t reach your ears but the way her hips buck is more than noticeable and you can’t stop yourself from reaching out and wrapping your hand around the large toy. The fact that it’s fake doesn’t stop Carol from thrusting into your hand and she looks far too good for you to even think about making her stop.

That doesn’t mean you’re not going to tease her, though.

“Are you needy already, babe? I haven’t even done anything.”

“Maybe that’s why,” she replies, attempting to hold on to some of her usual snarkiness.

Something that would be more effective if she wasn’t bucking her hips in search of some friction. 

The calm and controlled persona she so easily wears out on the field starts to slip and with it comes the barrage of thoughts that never allow her to give up control. It’s subtle but the sparkle in her eyes can’t erase the furrowing of her eyebrows or the tension in her muscles. 

That desperation that makes her thrust up into your hand isn’t unfamiliar. Her need to give in to it is.

So, you do the only thing you know will help her focus on the moment instead of on her unspoken fears. 

“Carol.” Her name leaves your lips as a mere whisper, the grip you have on her hair loosening just enough for the change to register in her unfocused mind.

She takes a deep breath before lifting her eyes up to look at you. You expect her to pull the plug on this whole thing, to put her walls back up and call it a day, but she doesn't. She does the exact opposite and leaves your mind spinning in the process.

“I need you.” The hushed tone she speaks in does nothing to hide her desperation. It’s not the kind you’re used to, though. It’s less about the physical and more about the emotional. It’s about the stability she’s always looked for but has never found in all the countless planets she’s visited. 

The only place she’s found it in all her life is with you.

The second the thought enters your mind, you climb onto her lap, momentarily forgetting about the new dynamic you're forging and merely focusing on your vulnerable girlfriend. Despite your urge to help ground her, you can’t help but notice the way her hips instantly buck once again.

You still decide to wait, though, much to the blonde’s dismay.

“What do you need from me, Captain?”

“Need you…” She trails off and you half expect that to be the end of it until she continues a second later. “Need you to own me…use me…please.”

There’s no doubt in your mind of the strength it took for her to get the words out which only adds fuel to the fire burning in your core. A fire made up of desire, trust, and so much lust it could fill a small planet.

“As you wish,” you mumble before finally giving both of you what you really want.

Carol’s eyes watch you closely while you grip the toy attached to her hips and slowly tease your entrance with it. She technically can’t feel anything yet but she still takes every second in, rotating her hips in an attempt to bring you as much pleasure as she can.

You leave the dildo soaked in less than a minute and the sight of your girlfriend’s abs contracting with every movement does nothing to satisfy your growing desire. Your body shifts until you’re hovering over Carol’s dark blue strap, pretending like you can’t see the way she attempts to slam herself inside your already fluttering walls.

“You wanna fill me up, Captain? Is that what my good girl wants?”

It’s like a switch is instantly flipped inside her brain. Like everything else disappears until she’s left hanging onto your every word. She’s never been like this with someone else, much less felt like this. Felt such an intense devotion that she genuinely longs to submit to every one of your wishes and commands.

You could tell her to jump and she’d leap into the air without a second thought, ropes be damned.

She nods rapidly. “Yes! Yes, I want to fill you up so bad. Please, y/n.”

“If only your little Avengers friends could see you now, all tied up and desperate for me…” You trail off as you sink down onto her, relishing in the unashamed moans she can’t hold back.

You know how much she loves fucking you in this position and you also know how crazy it’s making her that she can’t control your speed. She can’t control anything in this moment. Not the speed of your movements, not the sounds she makes, not the unrelenting bucking of her hips.

The power rests in your hands despite how much of it runs through her veins.

“Fuck-” Your groan brings her back to reality. “You’re so good for me.”

Carol stares at you with wide eyes, plump lips parted just enough to allow all her sinful sounds to slip out unrestricted. Her entire world revolves around you, around the pleasure only she can give you…even when she's not allowed to touch you.

It would be so easy for her to break free, you both know that, and yet somehow, her choosing to remain trapped beneath you makes everything feel ten times stronger than usual. 

Maybe that's what makes the coil in your stomach tighten faster than usual or maybe it's the way the blonde can't stop herself from messily thrusting up into your drenched cunt and burying her strap inside of you.

You’re both lost in each other, your nails digging into her shoulder in search of some stability while she works tirelessly to bring you to new heights. Heights she couldn’t even dream of reaching despite her love for flying.

“y/n,” she mumbles. “Please, I want- I need you.”

“Yeah? You wanna cum already, Captain?”

She shakes her head, the thinnest layer of tears gathering in her stormy eyes. “No, I want to make you cum. Please, can I?”

The mere question has you clenching around the toy but it’s the devoted look that’s plastered onto her face that makes you fall apart. For that brief moment, she’s not Captain Marvel, she’s not an Avenger, she’s just the woman you love more than anything else in the universe, the woman who loves you enough to trust you like this.

You fall over the edge without warning which triggers an avalanche of feelings inside Carol. The two of you slump into each other in a mess of shaking limbs and hoarse voices that cry out the other’s name.

It’s messy and loud and perfect.

It’s unclear how much time you both spend in the throes of your powerful orgasms but when you finally come back to yourself, you find your girlfriend’s face buried into the crook of your neck, trails of salty tears staining her warm cheeks. It takes you another second to realize what she’s mumbling but the second the words register, all your worry melts away.

“I love you-” It comes out more like a broken sob than a beautiful confession but you don’t mind. 

You gently run your fingers through her messy hair, silently watching the shudders that your affection creates. “I love you too. You’re perfect, Carol.”

She doesn’t reply but she also doesn’t argue. She just stays in your arms, basking in the feeling of being loved.

Of finally being home.

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[sapphicsentbycyberlife]

Somnophilia with Carol Danvers

Kinktober Day Fourteen!

CAROL DANVERS X FEM!READER

Word Count: 2.9K

18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

WARNINGS: Swearing, somnophilia (sex with someone asleep), eating pussy (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), scissoring/tribbing, soft dom!Carol, sub!reader, lingerie, warning: this is very cute

SYNOPSIS: You had been missing your cosmic powered lover for so long. With the holidays around the corner, you buy some pretty lingerie and fall asleep... Only an hour later, Carol comes home and finds you hugging a pillow and peacefully sleeping... not for long.

A/N: I'm sorry. Carol with short hair has me in a goddamn CHOKEHOLD!

It felt like you hadn’t seen her in forever.

The distance between you two was galaxies. It felt like torture every day she was away from you and you wanted to cry whenever you looked up at the stars and saw the glitter of the night sky, knowing that one of those stars could be her, but she was too far away to hear you, or see how much you missed her.

Well, that’s what happens when you fall in love with a space hero.

Carol Danvers… Captain Marvel, to most of the universe. That was who you called your lover. That woman who was older than you, stronger than you, and far more important than you had chosen to love you and spend her days on earth with you.

What was it about you that was so special? You couldn’t fight, couldn’t fend off the threats in the galaxy, couldn’t defend the Earth like the Avengers… You could barely handle this lonely feeling without her.

Cold set in while she was away. The snow fell down on New York and blanketed the city in white, much to your dismay. Christmas was around the corner, and you had no way of contacting Carol, or letting her know just how much you missed her.

It was silly… You had gone shopping the day prior. The clothes you had gotten were a part of Carol’s Christmas gift, if she returned in time. The red silken teddy that you got was so soft and so cute that you couldn’t keep yourself from wearing it that night. The edges were lined with white lace and the back was a crisscross pattern of ribbons tied in a bow at the base of your spine. Despite how cute it was, it was also cold in your apartment, and you had to wear the cute fuzzy socks you had gotten for the season.

You knew Carol would love this. Red was her favorite color. It was the only thing on your mind as you curled up under the blankets and drifted off to sleep and thought of your beloved superhero and when she may return.

Had you stayed awake for a few more moments, you would have seen the bright star glow outside of your window where a cosmic force landed softly onto your front porch… It was Carol! She was home!

The superhero reached for the key she knew you kept under the potted marigolds by the front porch, looking down at the silver metal and contemplating what she would do when she came inside to find you.

This is going to be the first time you’ve seen Carol since she got her hair cut… She was nervous to say the least. Very quietly, Carol opened the front door and locked it behind her. Where were you? The home was dark and quiet, the glow of your battery-operated candles being the only source of light on the countertop.

“Honey?” Carol called out in the darkness softly, looking around and placing the key on the table. She made her way throughout the entire house, coming to the bedroom last and almost tripping on her boots when she reached the room.

Fuck, you looked beautiful.

Carol felt her heart pound in her chest as she looked at you curled up on the bed, holding a body pillow close to your chest with your limbs tangled around it. You were snoring softly, hair a bit of a mess, and your lips parted as you straddled the fabric of the pillow. The most gorgeous silken teddy was over your body and it was slightly baggy but incredibly short… Carol could see almost all of your ass, and she wanted to feel it on her hands and bite it with her teeth. The things you were fucking doing to her, and you were ASLEEP!

Deciding that she could shower later, Carol stripped off her suit entirely, undoing the buckles of her boots and sliding the leather across her body and to the floor. Her skintight boxers and sports bra joined the heap on the floor as she slowly crawled into the bed with you, taking hold of your side and turning you over a little as gently as she could.

You were a very heavy sleeper and if she moved you just right, you would finish the motion on your own anyways. Now lying on your back, one arm wrapped around the pillow, your legs spread out perfectly for Carol to lay between them. The seam of the outfit you were wearing was pressing right between your lower lips and the blonde was already salivating. She wasn’t about to waste her time as she slid her warm finger against the fabric over your cunt and carefully moved it to the side.

“Oh, my beautiful girl,” Carol whispered, drooling at seeing your pussy that was slightly glistening and it looked as if you had just shaved tonight. You were perfect, and Carol wanted you now. She had gone too long without tasting you on her tongue, feeling you around her fingers, or watching you cum against her.

Both hands pressed against your inner thighs as she dipped down fully and pressed a few kisses to your cunt before dragging her tongue all over you. She felt your soft skin on her wet appendage, admiring the smoothness against her and dipping down to press her tongue inside of you. The taste that hit her was enough for her to let out a pathetically loud moan as she held you by the thighs and licked without a care in the world.

She missed this so much, and she missed you more than she could bear… There was also something so hot about eating you out while you were fast asleep, not even aware that she was home. What would be your reaction when you woke up and saw Carol licking your clit with her new hair and the hungriest look in her eyes ever?

You shifted slightly in your sleep, letting out a soft moan that Carol simply ignored in order to feast upon you even more. Her tongue drifted from your opening to your clit, licking and sucking on the bud as her nails dug crescent shapes in your skin. She loved how when she licked you juuust right, your legs would involuntarily twitch and attempt to close around her head. She kept that speed and aimed for the spot that you loved the most, focusing on making you squirm around in your dreams.

What would it take for you to wake up? How were you still sleeping? Carol was getting desperate… she loved being able to eat your pussy while you slept because like this, you wouldn’t ask her to stop so she could fuck you instead.  She could indulge as much as she wanted to… she could eat you out for hours if she played her cards right. Could she even make you cum in your sleep?

Very carefully, Carol moved one of her hands from your thigh over to your cunt and began to slowly ease one of her fingers into you. Her mouth continued working against your clit as she slowly pumped her digit in and out of your pretty tight pussy, loving how your muscles clenched around her even in your sleep.

She kept the slow pace up for as long as she could before she started getting aggressive. She wanted to see your eyes… Carol missed your eyes so bad. She always told you that they were prettier than any of the stars in the sky.

Adding in a second finger, Carol’s tongue sped up against your clit, drooling down to add slickness that she didn’t really need to her digits as she fucked you harder and faster on her hand. You started to whimper and whine in your sleep, arching a little off the bed and she could feel the shudders that raced down your spine when she touched one of your sweet spots inside of you.

And just like that, your eyes shot open and you grabbed the sheets, looking down and letting out the loudest moan of your life. Carol didn’t miss this. She looked up from where she was, still feasting on your cunt as she split you open with her fingers. For a brief second, you didn’t know who she was. And then you saw her eyes start to glow and you recognized her power anywhere. It illuminated the dark room perfectly and fuuuuck, she looked so good doing it.

“C-C-Caaarol…” You stuttered on your words, squirming around on the bed and feeling so close to orgasm so soon after waking up… Your fingers reached down and you immediately slipped your hands to her short, soft blonde hair. Carol groaned on your clit, the sound sending vibrations through her tongue and to the sensitive spot on your body. Her fingertips teased you sweet spot and she seemed so focused on pleasing you that anything else was second priority.

You were so happy she was home, but so close to cumming that you could hardly handle the emotions building in your chest. You gripped her hair and gave a soft yank, knowing that definitely didn’t hurt her as you began to grind down against her mouth. Tears pricked the corner of your eyes, and you thought your heart was going to give out.

“Carooool… I’m cu—” You couldn’t finish your words as she pulled the most intense climax out of you that you couldn’t do anything but cry out and arch off the bed. Your thighs squeezed against her head and Carol hummed with approval, wrapping her one hand around your thigh and pulling you closer as she slammed her fingers deep into your pussy and flicked your clit with the tip of her tongue just right that your eyes crossed as they rolled up and back.

She fucked you right through your orgasm, basking in your soft thighs squishing her face and the way your muscles clenched on her fingers. It wasn’t until your trembles stopped that she finally began to slow down and pulled her head away from your cunt.

You made eye contact with her as she removed her fingers from your pussy and licked them clean, slurping on her digits and moaning at the taste of you on her tongue. You blushed, biting your lip and admiring her incredible hair and gorgeous sculpted body… Dear fucking god, you don’t know what you did to deserve Captain Marvel’s love…

“W-When did you… you come home?” You said breathlessly, watching her remove her fingers from her mouth with a loud slurping sound before she got closer to you and dropped down on her hands, caging you in with her muscular arms.

“Maybe an hour ago?” Carol said flippantly. You blushed, realizing she was eating your pussy for almost a whole hour before you woke up. She smirked, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips as you kissed her back with such desperation that it made her heart soar. “Merry Christmas, pretty girl.”

“M-Merry Christmas, Captain…” You teased, knowing damn well that when you called her Captain, it did things to her.

In true Carol fashion, she shuddered at your words and gently bit your bottom lip, fingers curling around the sheets behind your head and making you smile. “You trying to get fucked again?”

“A little,” You teased. “It’s been a long time, darling… I’ve missed you so much. I want to make you feel good too…”

“Seems like you need to be put in your favorite position?”

“Pleaaaaase,” You whined, grabbing the back of her neck and gently rutting up against her thigh as you began to reach for the lacing of your sleep outfit. Carol immediately took on the responsibility of such a task, unlacing the ribbon and slowly easing the fabric of the teddy down your shoulders and across your torso before pulling it down your legs.

“My pretty, pretty girl,” Carol sighed dreamily as she scooted closer and grabbed at your leg, lifting it up and gently positioning you so she could press herself against your core. When her slick pussy pressed against your own, Carol thought she might die of happiness. “Fuck, you feel so good against me, baby…”

“Captain,” You sighed, shivering as Carol straddled you, kissing your leg and slowly rolling her hips against your own. Her clit pressed down into your sensitive bud and created the most beautiful friction that you saw fireworks behind your eyes. “Oh shit, that feels so good!”

 “You missed this, baby?” Carol cooed sweetly, rutting against you and holding your leg like it was keeping her from flying away. Her pussy pulsed deliciously, and it almost felt like both of your heartbeats had synced in that moment. “Miss feeling my pussy on yours? God, so fucking perfect…”

“Y-Yes,” You cried, grabbing at Carol’s hip with one hand and your other rubbing across her abdomen to feel her muscles and how they flexed when she bucked her hips forward. The pleasure that you felt was almost unbearable after cumming so hard before, but you couldn’t stop. The noises you made were so loud and so borderline pornographic that it spurred Carol on to fuck herself down on you harder. “M-Missed you so much, Captain… S-So lonely without you…”

“How m-many times did you cum thinking about me, babe?” Carol dropped forward, hands slamming into the bed next to your face as she began humping you like some dog in heat. Your cunt throbbed and you wrapped both arms around her back, rolling your hips up against hers and loving how your slick mixed with hers in the best way possible.

You moaned shamelessly. “E-Every single n-night, ma’am,” You whined, chasing your high as you bucked against her. You couldn’t ever get close to the kind of speed Carol had, but she was doing enough for the both of you. A slight shift in her hips had your pussies pressing together almost perfectly and you couldn’t even get a breath in before Carol grabbed the headboard and began bucking against you like a wild animal.

“Fuck, fuck, just like that baby,” Carol groaned, eyes rolling back in her head as she chased her high. “Just like that, prettiest fucking pussy in the galaxy!”

“C-Cum with me, Captain,” You begged, tears streaking your face as you felt your orgasm returning with a vengeance. You knew it would paralyze you at this point. “Please, please, pleaaaase, u-use my pussy t-to cum… S-So close…”

“Yeah? Want your captain to cum on you?” She breathed, her short hair falling a little out of that perfectly slicked back style. You bit down on your bottom lip and nodded quickly, begging her to finish with you. “K-keep making those pretty sounds, baby… so close…”

You grabbed at her neck and pulled her down just enough to kiss her neck and gently bite her. Carol was so desperate to finish with you and you needed to say something perfect to send her over the edge… You purred in her ear and whimpered in the way she loved the most. “Cum with me, Carol… ruin my pussy like the greedy slut I am…”

That is exactly what did it for her. Carol’s eyes widened as she dropped down on top of you completely, her hips stuttering as she reached her high. You always knew when she came because her body started to glow and practically vibrate with power. Her warmth was addictive in this cold weather and you basked in her heat, rutting up and chasing your own climax.

Carol growled through clenched teeth and bit at your skin, almost like she couldn’t touch you enough. “Cum for me, cum for me please… fuck, fuck, don’t stop, feels so fucking good…” The poor super was riding out her high waiting for you and it didn’t take much for you to reach your orgasm with her.

She knew when it happened because you called out her name and wrapped your arms so tight around her neck that her nose dug into your shoulder. Hips stuttered against each other as you breathed hot and heavy, tears staining your cheeks as you kissed against her cheek and down her neck.

“Fuck, I missed you so much,” Carol sniffled, pulling back and you saw tears in her eyes as well. Before you could ask why she was crying, she bent down and kissed you with so much love and desperation that your heart stuttered in your chest.

You kissed her back with such aggressive worry that Carol only pulled back when she felt your hands shake. Her tears fell down and hit your cheeks as she pushed your hair away from your face.

“Honey, why are you crying?” She said, giggling through her own tears as you simply held one of her hands and kissed over her knuckles.

“I’m so lucky,” You sobbed. “You have the cosmos and galaxies to choose from… and you chose me, my hero…”

Carol chuckled through her tears. “I could have the entire universe at my feet… and I would give it all up for you, my love. You are the reason I come back home.”

“Is it because my house is cozy?”

“No, this is just a house,” Carol smiled and kissed your face. “Home is in your arms.”  

#this one is actually disgustingly sweet #lesbian kinktober #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #carol danvers smut #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers #captain marvel x reader #captain marvel smut #captain marvel x female reader #somno fantasy #adorable #soft carol #dom!carol danvers #sub!reader

[teaaagan]

Food

Carol: This food is too hot... I cant eat it.

Y/N: You’re very hot, and I still eat you.

Everyone at the table: *silence*

Tony: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!

Natasha: One dinner... I just want ONE DINNER!

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[scarlethexelove]

Hii, can you write Jock! Intersex!Carol x virgin (and innocent about sex) reader where they are dating but reader is stressed to do it with Carol because of Carol's past reputation on campus, so the reader thinks that she will be directly rought but when Carol starts touching reader to initiate sex, reader told Carol that she's virgin, and Carol becomes soft and take her time with the reader to not hurt her too much, even if the reader will feel pain during the first penetration (including Carol who doesn't want to wear condoms so reader asks her why and Carol says that she hates it and that condoms kill the feeling of the walls, unprotected sex, breeding, Carol calls reader babygirl/princess )

I'm Ready

Pairing: Carol Danvers x Reader

Word Count: 2752

Warnings: Intersex!Carol, Smut, P in V, Virgin!Reader, Fingering, Oral, Breeding, Soft!Carol, Little bit of degradation, Little bit of a Daddy kink (Said once)

A/n: I'm so sorry I didn't add much of the Jock part but it is mentioned a little. My brain is mush and I'm having a hard time thinking of what warnings there are. Please if I forgot something really important let me know. Hope you like it and sorry it has taken me a bit to get to this. I have been so busy and then got sick.

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You turn to walk backwards behind in front of your best friend Wanda. “I think I’m ready.” You tell Wanda her face is puzzled at your words. “Ready for what?” She asks you. You slightly blush at the thought. “I want to have sex with Carol.” You say just above a whisper. “You want to have sex!” Wanda says loudly. “Wanda.” You whine with how loud she was. You look around to see people looking at you making you look down in shame. “I’m sorry Y/n/n. I was just shocked. Are you sure?” She says softly and you nod. Both of you stop walking to talk. “I’m ready. I want it to be with Carol… I think I love her.” You say shyly. 

Wanda can’t help but slap your shoulder excited. “You love her? Oh my god. I’m so excited for you.” Her words make you smile. “Thanks Wanda.” You hug her before pulling back, keeping your arms around her. “You know I will admit that I was hesitant on you dating Carol because of her reputation but I have seen the change in her and in you.” Wanda smiles, hugging you again. 

“You can invite Natty over tonight. I’ll be at Carol’s tonight.” You wink at Wanda. She shoves you as she starts to walk away. “Just don’t have sex in my bed.” You laughed and Wanda winked which caused both of you to burst out laughing. 

You find yourself sitting on Carol’s couch cuddled into her side as you two watch a movie. You keep sneaking glances at Carol which doesn’t go unnoticed by her. She can’t help but smirk. The next time your head turns to look at her she is already looking right at you. Taking your breath away as the light from the tv illuminates her face. “Do I have something on my face baby girl?” She smirks knowingly at you. “N-no.” You mumbler looking down. Your nerves are eating away at you. A finger slips under your chin, bringing you to look back up into her brown eyes. She leans in kissing you soft and slow. 

It takes no time as the kiss deepens and you both become more desperate for each other. You shift your body over into Carol’s lap as her hands grip your hips and your arms wrap around her neck. Her tongue exploring your mouth and a small moan being swallowed by Carol. You can feel her length hardening under you pressing up against your core. When your lungs start to burn you both pull away. Carol starts to kiss down your neck. You’re panting above her as her fingers dig into your hips, grinding up into you. “C-Carol.” You try to get her attention. She keeps kissing and leaving dark reddish purple marks on your neck. “Carol, w-wait.” You mumble out again, but all she does is hum against your neck. “Stop.” You finally manage to say. Carol immediately pulls back looking at you concerned.

“Is everything ok princess?” Carol asks you concerned, her hands cupping your cheeks as she looks at you. “I-I’ve never.” You mumble. “You’ve never what?” Carol questions not quite following along. “I’m a virgin.” You whisper looking down ashamed. It’s silent for a moment. “Y/n/n.” Carol says softly, but you don’t respond. “Princess please look at me.” Your eyes finally drifting back up to your girlfriend's face. Her smile is soft as she looks at you. “Do you want to stop?” She asks you which has you shaking your head. “I want to do this.” She smiles at you. “Are you sure?” Carol questions again not wanting to push you. “Yes.” You nod your head. 

Carol picks you up which causes you to squeak, wrapping your legs around her waist and your arms tightly around her neck. She carries you to her bedroom and gently lays you down on the bed. For someone so experienced and larger than you you expect her to be a bit more rough and uncaring. But she is a total contrast to every word you have ever heard about Carol from other girls' mouths. Always the big jock on campus who could pull any girl she wanted. She is a badass on and off the court. But you have seen a different side than the rumors. Carol is sweet and caring, she has never pressured you for anything. You’ve been together for 3 months now and she hasn’t once asked for sex when you know with others that is all she wanted. 

Carol leans back on her calves as she looks down at you sprawled out on her bed. She pulls her shirt over her head leaving her just her sports bra on. She reveals her beautiful sculpted abs and toned arms. You’re pretty sure you're drooling just looking at her.  She gives you a wink which makes you blush before she is shuffling her basketball shorts off. Her toned thighs are only covered now by the boxers she is wearing, her large bulge confined by the fabric. 

Carol leans down kissing you softly just hovering over you. “If at any time you want to stop, just tell me okay?” You nod your head in understanding. “Baby girl, I need your words.” Carol smiles reassuringly at you. “Yes I understand.” She smiles, pecking your lips. Carol’s hands move to the hem of your shirt and stop looking at you for permission. You nod with a small yes. You sit up helping her with taking your shirt off. Soon your bra follows being thrown somewhere in the room to be found later. You help Carol to finish stripping your clothes leaving you completely naked. You try to cover your body but Carol pulls your hands away. “You’re so beautiful princess, don't hide from me.”

You pull Carol down kissing her which she gladly accepts. She pulls away starting to kiss down your neck nipping and sucking as she travels down. Your breathing picks up the further she kisses down your body. Soft kisses trailing down your stomach down to your thighs. Settling herself there as she looks up at you with a lustful look in her eyes. Your breath hitching as you look at her nestled between your thighs. 

A breath of hot air hits your wet folds as Carol releases a breath sending a shiver up your spine. Your naked body in front of her for the taking. The desire to take and claim you running through her mind. But she holds back only caring for your comfort. Your first time should be special and she wanted to make it the best. She knows she loves you but it does scare her because she has never felt like this for anyone. She only sleeps around and not falls in love but you caught her heart and she wanted nothing but the best for you. 

Carol licks a strip through your folds moaning at your taste. You gasp at the new feeling, so different but so good. She circles her tongue around your clit before wrapping her lips around your sensitive bundle of nerves. She sucks harshly which causes you to moan, your hand flying to her hair and lacing your fingers through her hair. You can feel her smirk against you as she continues to work over your clit. 

Breathy moans escaping your lips as Carol continues to lick and suck. One of her hands trailing up your body as she cups your breast and tweaks your nipple. Her other hand moving between your legs. Your wetness coating her finger as she teases your entrance. She slowly probes her finger at your entrance before slowly pushing one in. Your gasping as your grip on her hair tightens. She slowly pumps it in and out. Working on stretching you out to take her cock, not wanting to hurt you. She slowly adds a second finger, the stretch foreign with very little sting. “Mmm.” A tight grip on her hair as she lets you get used to the feeling. 

You have never felt like this before the pleasure building in your lower stomach as Carol brings you closer to the edge. Her tongue working your bundle of nerves and her fingers thrusting in and out of you, her fingers curling up and pressing into the sensitive spot inside of you. Your moans filling the room as Carol laps at your cunt. “Please.” You whimper as you feel so close to the edge. “I-I think I need to. Mmm fuck.” Your walls clamp down on Carol's fingers as she lightly scissors them inside of you. “A-Ahhh.” The extra stretch is slightly painful but still building you towards your high. “Cum baby girl.” Carol moans against your core, sending you over the edge. Your back arching as your thighs clamp around her head and your fingers tighten their grip. The sting in her scalp caused her to moan. Your cum coating her lower face as she laps at your folds. 

Carol works you through your high her tongue lapping at all the cum you could give her. As she slows down you come back to your senses, your chest heaving. “You did so good princess.” Carol smiles as she pulls back. Your juices coating the lower half of her face which has you blushing. You cover your face with your hands. You feel the bed shift before your hands are pulled from your face. She smiles, leaning down and kissing you roughly. You moan into her mouth when you taste yourself on her lips. This kiss is much more desperate, almost needy. You can feel her hardened length still in their confines pressing against your core. 

A whine escapes your lips the longer you feel Carol’s length pressed against you. “Please.” You mumble against her lips. She pulls back looking you in the eye as she hovers over your body. She smiles at you leaning back as she pulls her sports bra and boxers off her cock springing free as she kicks them off her feet. You lick your lips when you see her cock springs free. She leans back over you and kisses you gently leaning her head against yours. “Baby girl it’s going to hurt at first but it will feel good eventually. If it becomes too much, tell me and we will stop.” She tells you gently her length rubbing through your drenched folds. “I’m ready.” You nod.

Carol lines her length up with your entrance, the head catching lightly as she coats it in your juices. “Carol, what about a condom?” You question as she slowly pushes the head in. You grunt and hold onto her shoulders the sting and fullness just from that little bit already overwhelming. She shakes her head. “It takes away from the feeling. I hate them.” She pushes in more. “F-fuck you feel so good.” You dig your nails into the skin of her shoulders the more she pushes in. “I’ll pull out, I promise princess.” Carol says which has you nodding a tear slipping down your cheek from the painful stretch. 

You can feel the head of Carol’s cock on every ridge of your walls. Her cock slowly fills you full until she has sheathed herself inside of you. As a few tears fall she wipes them gently from your cheeks and kisses you softly, waiting for you to give her the go ahead to move. Your stretched walls feeling every vein and ridge of her cock. The pain slowly dissipates to something more manageable. You wrap your legs around Carol’s hips and grind lightly gasping at the feeling. Carol smirks slowly pulling back before lightly thrusting back in. She keeps a slow pace, her walls still stretching around her cock. 

Small moans fall from your lips as your walls get used to the feeling of being stretched. Carol snaps her hips a little too hard when she thrust which has you whimpering. “Sorry baby girl, so sorry.” She moans. “You just feel so good. So fucking tight.” All you can manage is a nod, words hard to form. Carol slowly builds her thrust up to a nice steady pace. The pain melts into pleasure. 

“Fuck so good for me. This pussy was made for me princess. Wraps around me so perfectly.” Carol grunts the gentle slapping of her hips against yours. Your hips bucking on their own accord the new found pleasure intoxicating to you. “S-so good.” Carol’s head pressed against yours as she continued thrusting. Her eyes fixed on yours watching your face morphing into one of pleasure. Your hands slipping to her back and digging your nails in. She moans at the sting as her hips speed up more. There is still pain mixed with pleasure as she pounds into you. A new feeling you never want to stop. 

Both of your orgasms are building. Carol angles her hips to where the head of her cock brushes against that spot deep inside of you, having you moaning loudly, closing your eyes and dragging your nails down her back. “O-ohhhh.” Your back arching closer as you feel Carol’s chest against yours. Your hurtling towards your second orgasm as your walls flutter around Carol’s length. “Fuck princess your squeezing me so good.” Carol pants above you, her cock twitching as she gets close.

“I’m going to fill this pussy so good. Fucking fill you so full of my seed. Maybe just get your pregnant so you're mine forever.” Carol grunts with every thrust. Your mind turns to mush as you nod along to the words falling from her lips. “Please Daddy.” Your nails are digging deeper into her back, drawing some blood. Not even noticing the words that slip from your mouth. Carol smirks her hips rutting into yours. 

Carol’s hand slips between your bodies reaching your clit and pressing her finger into the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your whimpers and moans echoing off the walls. With the added pressure on your clit you're so close. “Please s-so close.” You whine desperate to cum again. Carol is right there with you. “Cum with me princess.” Carol moans as she thrust a few more times before her hips stutter. Your walls squeezing her length so tight as you cum. Your nails scratching more at her back, your back arching impossibly closer to her. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as your body trembles below her. Carol feeling you cum follows not that far behind you filling you full as her hips twitch. 

You're both panting as you both come down from your high. Your eyes open to see Carol’s wide slightly panicked eyes. Your eyes widening when you realize why her eyes are so wide as you feel her cum dribbling out around her cock. “I-I’m so sorry Y/n. I got carried away a-and you felt so good.” Deep down she actually hoped that maybe you would get pregnant from this but knows that you might not be ready for that. You're quiet for a moment processing what just happened. “I-it’s okay. You didn’t mean to.” You try to reassure her still being panicked since you aren’t on any birth control. 

Carol pulls out of you slowly as you wince feeling a bit sore. “Sorry princess.” Carol says seeing you wince in pain. She gets up quickly going to the bathroom and getting a washcloth to clean you both off. She comes back before gently cleaning you up before she wipes herself off. She throws the washcloth on the floor to clean up later before crawling into bed. You instantly move to curl up into her side, laying your head on her chest. She wraps her arms around you tightly. 

The room is quiet for a few minutes before Carol breaks the silence. “I’m sorry.” She mumbles. You look up at her with your chin on her chest and a small smile on your face. “It’s okay. It felt really good actually.” You blush, hiding your face in her chest which makes her laugh. “I love you.” Carol chuckles until she realizes what she said. You lift your head to look up at her with a smile on your face. “I love you too Carol.” You lean up to kiss her, both of you smiling into the kiss. You pull back, settling back into her arms as you draw patterns on her chest. Both of you are happy to be in each other's arms and in love.

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[avidfics]

Chasing you

Summary: You’ve been on the run from Carol after sending a drunk voicemail. A month later, Carol has found you and doesn’t plan to let you go.

A/N: Came out of a writing hiatus cause I love this woman. There’s not enough carol x reader fics on this app and she gives me the warm fuzzies. Comments and reshares are appreciated :)

Warnings: Pretty PG-13, playful teasing, fluff, some tears, few misspellings, mentions some characters from The Marvels

Three things were painfully obvious as you woke up. This wasn’t your bed. These weren’t your clothes. The “Space Girls Do It Better” sleeveless crop top didn’t belong to you. 

Oh, and there was a fluffy, orange flerken licking its genitals ontop of your chest. A pretty deep cleaning by the looks of it.

“Um.” your voice croaked, the result of a long nap. “Mr. Flerken sir, I’m going to move you and place you on the floor-” Three tentacles shoot out from the confines of its mouth, wraps around a nearby metal dresser, and swallow it whole.

An audible nervous gulp can be heard from your throat. “New plan. Leave when it pleases you.” 

Armed with the killer fluffball, you creep along the cramped halls of the spaceship and take in the colorful murals that are painted inconsistently through the halls. One reads vaguely familiar, “New Jersey.” 

What’s a New Jersey?

In the back of your mind you have a nagging suspicion of the identity of the owner of the ship. But if you were right, then that would be a bigger problem than someone undressing you while you were unconscious. 

You enter the main pilot room as a childlike scream jars both you and the flerken. 

Kamala Khan’s wide eyed, all teeth smile shines from across the room. “OMG you’re awake!”

“God, no.” you groan. You plead to the heavens that this is all just a stress conjured dream even as the teenager morphs a hard light disk to propel her forward to tackle you into a warm hug. “Kamala, please tell me you're the owner of this ship and you’ve gotten your spaceship driver’s license early?

Her lips curve. “Sure.”

A relieved sigh depletes from your body.

“Sure, I missed you. But this is Carol’s ship. After you left she’s been tracking you for the past few weeks. We got an alert that you were involved in a bar brawl on the planet Aladna yesterday. When she found you, you were already beaten unconscious and bleeding from the attack. Carol scooped you up and took care of your injuries in the med bay.” Her signature dopey smile returns. “She nearly blasted the whole bar apart when she found you. It was epic.” she sighs with a faraway look.

Her smile wouldn’t be so bright if she knew you had no interest in being on the same planet yet alone on a small ship with her honored captain. Your frantic eyes start to scan every nook and cranny of the room. As if Carol would materialize from the launch keys at any moment. You drag Kamala to the control panel and start to hit buttons at random. “No, none of this is epic. Kamala, afraid we need to cut this reunion short. Drop me off at the nearest planet or station. Shoot, give me a space jumpsuit and I’ll simply float outside in outerspace. But I Can Not. Be. Here.” 

Kamala gives a sly look at how you’re acting. “Carol said you’d try to jump ship once you woke up.” she smiles as she pets the flerken still in your arms. “Something about you being embarrassed over something moronic.” 

And there it was. Until now there was a slim grasp of hope that Carol hadn’t known what you did but this just confirmed not only did she know but she wasn’t going to let it go. Goody. No way would you tell the whole story of how you’d gone out drinking with some Skrull girls because Carol was driving you crazy in her freaking halter tops. Then you found out she was married to a prince! Sure, it was only a political marriage but still the revelation made you want to punch something or someone. So drunk out of your mind, you left the most pathetic voicemail of all time sounding like a teenager with a crush. Talking about how she attracts you more than the rules of gravity. What was that! The voicemail ended with your declaration to take the prince of Aladna in a fight if that’s what it took to get her attention.

In your defense, she does like to fight. So you did punch someone…or several someones at the bar.

“It’s nothing.” you blink away the memory. “Carol didn’t have any right to kidnap me off the planet”

“Aren’t you a little old to be “kidnaped?” the dreaded voice calls out from behind you both.

You whip your head around, guilt written all over your face even as your jaw slackens at the hottest, yet fatigued, space hero in the galaxy. 

But at the moment Captain Marvel just looked like Carol. A half smile gracing her lips even as she leans against the entrance. Bare arms out, another damn crop top that barely covers her belly button, and an empty space of tantalizing skin at her stomach before the top half of her supersuit hangs limp at her hips. 

It was giving off duty lesbian about to repair an engine and it was making you absolutely feral. 

Which is why you held the flerken outstretched in her direction.

“Not another step, Danvers.” you warn. “This flerkin here has taken a liking to me and isn’t afraid to defend me.”

Carol tilts her head and her full teasing smile tasks force, causing a full quiver in your heart.

Taking slow, meticulous steps toward you, not caring about the fur-covered danger dangling from your hands. “You’ve taken a liking to my pet, sweetheart?” 

A spurtle of incoherent nonsense leaves your mouth. “It found me when I woke up. I even named him Ginger.”

“Real creative.” her deadpan sarcasm does not go unnoticed. “Put Goose down before he decides to eat you.” You get ready to fight the command but ‘Goose’ does a loud meow and you decide that’s him agreeing with his apparent owner. 

Her eyes flicker to the noisy teenager next to you. “Kamala, go find another wall to destroy.”

“Aye aye, captain.” You make a desperate attempt to grab Kamala but the small betrayer just mouths “You’re in trouble.” before prancing away. 

With Kamela’s exit the room is too quiet and the once spacious room feels tiny and empty, leaving only the bruising reminder of why you’ve avoided Carol for weeks. Sure, your friend can fly, shoot rays of energy from her fist, and literally crush you with her bare hands but none of that ever scared you. It wasn’t your physical body you were afraid she would break, but the fragile, sensitive heart you always protected. But then there was Carol with her small, gentle smile and her laughing eyes and a warm presence that made you want to be soft instead of sharp with pointy edges.

Under Carol’s gaze you were a giant raw wound that was left open and too exposed. You just knew Carol could see it. 

Which is why getting off this ship was imperative. With a new, hardened resolve you turn around and commerce pressing every button in sight.

“You trying to order a pizza? Because there’s an easier way than having us crash into the nearest asteroid.”  The pull of her voice is so strong after weeks of zero contact but you ignore it nonetheless. Not that it deters Carol. “But maybe your bad driving is a result of getting your ass whooped down on Aladna.”

She’s baiting you. Do not give in.

“I mean the fact that you got your butt handed to you by a group of people who normally only fight in song has to make you mad, right?” The silence in response finally gets to her as she stomps up to the dashboard controls and undos every button you’ve pushed in concession. Each time she reaches for a button near yours, fingers a centimeter from touching, you yank away and take a step away. She grunts in return and counters with another step closer. 

Her next jap finally hits her mark with stinging precision. “Maybe next time you should ask the Prince for backup.”

A response fires out your mouth even as you slam your hand against a particular shiny button. “I had it handled, okay? That pretty boy prince might’ve impressed you somehow but his presence in a fight is as needed as yours is to me right now.” The lie turned your stomach and made you feel like Goose’s shit. “You had no right and no reason to take me off that damn planet because I had it covered. Just drop me off at the nearest planet.”

Carol could smell the lie a mile away. The words bounced off her chest. If anything she was trying to hide her arrogant grin at successfully getting your undivided attention, knowing it would make you more pissed. Which was always an adorable sight.

When her sources flagged a sighting of you on Aladna she’d left the spaceship at supersonic speed to reach you after hunting your trail down for the past month. 

At first, friendship was all she needed. But time spent together on various missions gave her deeper understanding on how darn sweet you were despite scratching at anyone who tried to get close. 

But once she clicked play on that cute, yet slightly violent, voicemail any vague restraints of being only friends were dashed. Now here you were, her prickly kitten, and she wasn’t going to be deterred by any of your rounded jabs. 

Now here you stood. Causing internal issues to her ship's mainframe. Slight bruises marring your delicate skin. All reminders that you’d rather be dropped in outer space than occupy the same room with her. Well tough luck. Patience was never her strongsuit. 

A blur out of the corner of your eye was the only warning before the sudden warm body surrounded you from behind. Two unyielding hands grasped yours in an attempt to halt any further error messages from appearing on the dashboard. “Are you not satisfied with my ship, sweetheart? Because you’re awfully determined to break it.” In another determined step she removes any space separating you two until her front is flushed against your back. Tense doesn’t begin to describe how rigid your body gets as you realize, to your detriment, she’s forgone a bra. Even the tiniest move from her causes her soft, malleable breast to move against your back. Your knees buckle even as you silently curse Carol for completely smashing the boundaries of your personal bubble. 

Warm fingers grasp each of your hands and her thumbs caress circles on each hand that shoots straight to your flamed core. A whisper of her lips speaks into your ear, tingling all the way into your spine. “Six. There’s six bruises across your delicate body from that stupid fight. But you didn’t need me, huh?”

The touch and slight reprimand in her voice makes your body shiver. “T-that’s not what I meant.”

“Oh?” You peek behind to see her face as her fingers gently travel down your arm. Brows furrowed with an intense glare as she inspects your minor injuries in detail. “But that’s what you said, no?” 

In an effort to clutch the last remaining shreds of your pride you squint up at her but end up lowering your glare. “Even if you helped me, that didn’t give you the right to take me off the planet.” you murmur. “And who changed my clothes!” 

The gentle hand remains on your arm but the dark look is dashed away, replaced with a serene smile. “Obviously that was me. Like I would allow anyone else to get a peek at what’s mine.” she snorts. As if the idea was simply absurd. 

All fight leaves your body at the new startling news that Carol, your Carol, just called you hers PLUS  she’s seen you naked? 

You gear up to start a rant but two arms twirl you around and hefts you up. Your legs and arms cling to her even as you yell at her to set you down.

Bullheaded Carol ignores you and instead leisurely walks to her pilot seat. As if this was just a normal Tuesday. When she plops in the driver seat, she settles your weight to straddle her hips. Immediately, you try to scramble away but she wraps her arms around you in a metal vise. That damn innocent smile returns. “The chast act ends now. Because I was prepared to let you go but then you left me this.” It’s like a slow motion car accident as she pulls her cell from her pocket and the dreadful voicemail is played at full volume. 

Renewed vigor allows you to break out of her arms but you're too slow as one hand holds you in place on her lap. Making you listen to your drunk declaration of love.

The tears come as you're forced to helplessly listen, already anticipating the mockery that was soon to come, except Carol didn’t laugh. Instead, you felt soft, slow kisses press against your wet check, trailing your tears.

Carol nuzzling your neck is the only thing stopping your crying as you realize she wasn’t laughing. Her tired smile and fatigued smile returns. “You're so dramatic, kitten. Don’t ask me what “right” I have to kidnap you and bring you on our ship after you left a message like this for me. 

Sensing you were no longer a flight risk, her hard grip releases your wrists. Instead, she traces your face, rubbing away your tear trails. “For now on, you're coming back and helping our missions, warming my bed, and if you start anymore bar fights you better finish them or have your girlfriend there to finish the job for you.”

For the first time in a month, a genuine smile graces your face. Brave enough to fully settle your weight on Carol’s lap, you grasp the nap of her neck to angle her lips for a kiss. When your lips finally connect a deep, dragged out moan leaves Carol’s mouth. Her hands slide up your thighs and squeeze your ass. “Don't run away again.” she warns.

“Aye aye Captain.”

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[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Can I request Carol Danvers x Reader. While the whole team is on a mission, Reader finds themselves in trouble. Carol swoops in a saves them. The team starts to harass R, which makes R have feelings of doubt toward their abilities and also not good enough for Carol. Angst and then you can end it however you see it. Thank you! If you don’t like this request, please feel free to ignore.

My Voice of Reason

Warnings: Bullying of R by the team that's about it

Word count: 660

A/N: thank you for this request! I had a fun time with it~

“Y/N! Come in! What's your status?” Cap shouted over the comms. Your head was reeling after being knocked back about 50ft. You had no voice left, you had been shouting, using your voice manipulation to subdue the enemies. 

You had run out of throat spray to ease the pain and talking was something you couldn't even fathom. 

“Anyone got eyes on Y/N?” Natasha called through the comms.

“I'll find her.” You heard Carol call through, and before you knew it, she was standing above you. “You good, Echo?” The nickname that stuck with you for being able to mimic any sound. You were able to nod, point at your throat, and sign ‘no’. “Can you get up? Can you walk?” As Carol asked, another handful of Hydra goons came round, and without a second thought, Carol picked you up before unleashing an attack, knocking them out. “Let's get back to the QuinJet.” You nodded, gripping onto her, burying your face against her to hide the blush covering your cheeks. 

The ride home had been full of whispers as if you couldn't hear them talking down. It was your voice that wasn't working, not your ears.

You felt Carol's strong hand on your shoulder. Looking over, she gave a soft smile. “Almost home. We'll have to debrief, but you should grab some medicine first.” You gave a soft smile back and nodded. 

“Y/N do you have anything to say?” Tony remarked, all eyes on you.

“Ran out of meds. Couldn't talk.” Your voice still hoarse.

“I am so sick of that excuse! You need to train more often and stay off missions. You're grounded.” Cap called across the table. You pulled your sleeves over your hands, picking at the skin around your nails. You couldn't look at any of them. 

“I'm sorry…” you spoke softly. Letting the ‘adults’ talk even though you were 21 you were still the youngest besides Peter, but Tony kept him mostly off field.

A few hours later you'd been released from the debriefing, heading straight to your room. “FRIDAY. Soundproof.”

“Sound proofing complete ms. Y/L/N.” As soon as it was soundproof, you let out a banshee scream in frustration. You yelled until your voice was just about gone again, “Fuck them. I try so hard…Tony has a stupid suit, Cap is a super soldier, Thor is a literal God!” You yelled. “It's not fair…its…” you started crying which turned into uncontrollable sobbing.

“Echo? Are you in there?” You heard Carol knocked at your door. As you tried to gather yourself together real quick and told FRIDAY to stop the soundproofing. 

“Y-yeah…here…” you called out, spraying your throat.

“Can I come in?” Carol asked, making you hesitate for a moment before opening it and pulling her inside. “Hey, you okay?” Carol cupped your cheeks, you tried looking away, anywhere, but at her. She was always so kind and caring towards you. “Look at me Y/N.” It caught you off guard, she never used your name ever since she learned your nickname so of course you looked at her. “Don't listen to those idiots. You're amazing and you're an amazing super hero. They have fancy gadgets and enhancements. You don't have those things. Sure your voice is a power and makes you an enhanced individual, but your power hurts you too. It isn't endless your body has limits and they need to understand that.” 

You felt your body shake at her words, trying to hold back your tears, but they end up falling as you're pulled against her. “Shhhh I'm always on your side.” Carol pulled your face up gently before pulling you into a soft kiss making your heart soar as you kissed her back pushing up on your toes and wrapping your arms around her shoulders. 

Through all of it, Carol was here with you, and so long as you had her by your side, anything the other members said didn't matter.

#ley speaks #ley requests #ley drabbles #ley writes #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers #carol danvers x female reader #captain marvel #captain marvel x reader #captain marvel x female reader

[upat4amwiththemoon]

🌻 Marvel masterlists 🌻

Natasha Romanoff

Masterlist

Wanda Maximoff

Masterlist

Kate Bishop

Masterlist

WandaNat

Anywhere

Realizing your true love takes time.

Misunderstandings 1 | 2

Listening is all it takes.

Comfort

Mothers' arms are the best place to be.

No good teacher

Learning differences don’t make you a bad student.

Nightmares

Every night, the same nightmare.

Concentration

Sometimes the mind works too fast to keep up with.

Teenage dream

Enjoy your youth.

Teenage dirtbag

It never felt so good to be alive.

Saving you

There’s nothing more dangerous than two angry mothers.

Group project 1 | 2

Proximity warms hearts.

Teenage phase

At the end of the day, nothing is more important than moms.

Still works

When the counting starts, you better run.

Stranger danger

The most important rule: never go into a stranger’s house.

The blip 1 | 2

Broken families take time to heal.

Innocent crush

Everyone has that one teacher.

Ring camera

Caught in the act.

Fight

Punch a homophobe.

Spider-Girl

Is it a plane? Is it the Friendly neighborhood Spider-Girl? Sort of, it’s a girl who doesn’t listen to her moms!

Yelena Belova

I wish it was you

Big emotions lead to dangerous words.

Protector 1 | 2

Be the person you needed as a kid.

4 am

Nightly conversations.

Carol Danvers

Everything new

The house is starting to get full of unused things.

Bad idea

Not everything good looks perfect from the start.

A+

Sickness can't get in the way of a perfect score.

The stars

I see my lover when I look at the stars.

Agatha Harkness

My girlfriend is a witch

I'm your neighbor to the right. My right, not yours.

Jealousy, jealousy

No new friends.

Daisy Johnson

Training sessions

Workplace crushes.

Resurfaced

Feelings don't go away at the snap of fingers.

Friends, pals, besties

It's so great to have a friend like Daisy.

Bad time

Words that should've been left unsaid.

Kitson

What happens in the planet Kitson is contagious and burns.

The past

Actions done in the present stem from mistakes made in the past.

Lemons

When you’re in the past, don’t leave lemons on your crush’s bed.

Haunted

The memories never leave.

I love you

Two kinds of love.

Jemma Simmons

Art and science

The biochemist and the painter.

Bedside confessions

Near death brings out big feelings.

Avengers

Family

Sometimes it takes a while to find your true family.

BlackHill

Vigilante shit 1 | 2

Sneaking out to make out and beat bad people up.

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[brooooswriting]

Connected

Carol Danvers x reader (romantic), Monica Rambeau x reader (platonic), Kamala Khan x reader (platonic)

Kamala was secretly snooping through Carol's ship while the rest were downstairs when suddenly somebody appeared in front of her. She couldn't stop the squeak that left her as she nearly crashed into you. “Wh-Who the hell are you?” she asked once she stepped back.

“Who the hell are you?” you asked back, questioning the audacity of the girl in your girlfriend's ship. You hadn't heard from her in days, which scared you, so you decided to come back and check if she was alright.

“I-I am Ms. Marvel,” she stuttered out, her answer confusing you significantly, but before you could say anything, Carol and a woman came running up.

“Kamala, are you alright?” the captain called out, her first already glowing as she shoved the younger girl behind herself. “Omg, y/n,” she swooned as soon as she saw you. “What are you doing here?” she added as she let go of Kamala, signaling to them that you weren't a threat.

“What I am doing here?” you asked sarcastically, picking up a dishcloth on the table beside you. “You haven't reached out in days, not answering my calls, not texting back. Nothing. Jeez. I thought you died,” you growled at her, hitting her with the cloth you picked up before.

“Alright, alright, can you calm for a second? I want you to meet somebody. This is Kamala Khan, and this is Monica Rambeau, also known as Luitenant Trouble.” She pointed to each of them so you could reach out and shake their hands. You couldn't help but smile when she said Luitenant trouble; she had always told you about the girl and how much she missed her. “And now, how about we go down? So we have a bit of privacy.” Without saying anything, you started to walk toward the stairs. Carol following you like a lost puppy.

You crossed your arms once you stood across from the blonde, an annoyed look on your face. She stood still for a moment, contemplating what to do next. “Don't ever. And I mean ever. Ghost me like that again, or I am going to kick your ass into the next universe,” you threatened, your tone serious.

“I'm sorry, it's just… a lot has happened, and I was so stressed that I didn't even have time to check my phone, love.” She took a step closer to you before continuing. “Now come here; I missed you.” Carol quickly grabbed your waist and pulled you into a kiss. Without a second thought, your body reacted and kissed her back, your arms wrapping around her neck. You didn't even notice that tears started to stream down your face, the fear of something happening to her finally disappearing.

Once your girlfriend noticed your tears, she pulled away one of her hands, finding your face to wipe away your tears. “It's okay, I'm alright. I'm sorry, baby. I didn't wanna scare you like that. I promise I'll never do it again.” Her muscular arms wrapped around your waist again, her skin touching yours as she scooted them under your hoodie. Her hands rested on your back as you buried your face in her neck, your sobs slowly dying down as she used her powers to heat up her hands. Something she knew calmed you down and helped with your constant back pains. You finally felt content until suddenly the body pressed against your felt… well… different.

Before you could pull back, the other person pulled away. “Iuh, please tell me you didn't do anything sexual,” you recognized Monica's voice and couldn't hide your small smile when you saw that she had her eyes closed.

“You can open your eyes; we were just hugging”

Before anyone could say something else, you heard the captain scream out of annoyance. “Monica, powers. Now,” and a second later, Carol stood in front of you again.

“I-what?” your head tilted to the side, and your brows were furrowed as you tried to piece together what just happened.

“I'll explain in a moment. It's a long story. But first, I want another hug and kiss, this time without switching. I promise.” You fell into her arms again, pressing several small kisses against her lips.

After that, you went back upstairs and joined the other two. Each of them sat on a beanbag while you and Carol sat next to each other on the bed, the blonde's arm wrapped around you while her hand rested on your waist. They, mainly Monica, actually explained what the deal was, and you were more than confused.

Turns out, Carol was not the only one who played with her powers when she was nervous or bored. One moment, you stood in the bathroom with your girlfriend behind you, a hand on your waist as both of you brushed your teeth. And the next a confused teenager had her hand on your waist and stood behind you. You, as well as the teenager, let out a yelp and jumped away from each other before groaning. Kamala immediately started to apologize as she avoided your eyes.

You quickly spit out the toothpaste so you could calm down the girl. “Kamala, Kam- it's alright. It's not your fault, hon. We all have to get used to it.” Your hands landed on her shoulders to stop her pacing. “Now, come on, let's go to the others.” You walked out with the girl behind you. Carol was sitting on the bed with an annoyed look. The moment you stepped out, hell broke loose, the three girls arguing and discussing without listening to each other. You rolled your eyes before whistling loudly, making them stop.

“OK, we will need some rules. While I find all of you lovely, I’d appreciate it if you all weren't constantly in my girlfriend's place. So, first rule: no playing around with your powers out of boredom, Carol, no heating up your hands while hugging or anything.” You threw the blonde a glance before continuing. “Second, if you use your powers, just call out quickly so nobody gets hurt, alright? Last rule, before you guys fight any fight, you'll train how to deal with this.” You saw in their eyes that they wanted to start again, so you spoke up again. “Now, go brush your teeth, and then go to bed. Everybody.” All three of them nodded, Monica and Kamala, making their way to brush their teeth.

“She’d be a great mum,” Kamala whispered to Monica, making you laugh.

While the rest got ready for bed, you and Carol got into bed. Your head rested on her chest as she wrapped her arms around you, kissing your head softly. “Tomorrow, you have to tell me how your see-again with Monica was.”

This would be a wild week in which Kamala couldn't keep eye contact with you for even a second.

#reader insert #brooooswriting #carol danvers x female reader #carol danvers x y/n #carol danvers x you #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers #monica rambeau x reader #kamala khan x reader

[inklore]

look at you

premise: carol's watching the movie but you're watching her.

pairing: carol danvers x (f)reader

word count: 511

warnings: eighteen+ content, fingering, estasblished relationship.

note: it would be homophobic of me if i didn't finally write for my girl during pride month, like what kind of down bad slut would i be if i didn't. ok i love her.

“We’re supposed to be watching the movie.” Carol smirks against your collarbone. The tip of her tongue runs to the divot in your neck before running up the column. Her teeth nipping at your chin when her mouth reaches it, “instead, you’re about to come on my fingers.”

“It’s not my fault.” You moan as your hips gyrate purposefully, causing the two fingers she has inside of you to move at the angle you need them to. Her palm in the perfect position to hit your clit the faster your hips move.

She hums, her eyes glazed over with the kind of lust that makes your knees tremble. Your thoughts and body are going into overdrive as the need within you turns into an ache that you feel like you may cry from if it’s not sedated. 

“Who’s fault is it then, pretty girl?”

“Yours.” Your fingers move from her shoulders to her neck as you bring your mouths together, the hunger of the kiss—and the need you know Carol feels—the fingers digging into the muscle of your ass, the dirty words she had bit into your neck when she felt how wet you already were, evident of it. “Look at you,” you gasp against her lips.

You feel her head shake an inch, the fingers at your ass coming to the nape of your neck to keep your mouth on her lips. To make the kiss harder, more heady as her tongue traces the seam of your lips before slipping in and against your waiting tongue.

“Look at you. Listen to you.” Carol curls her fingers just so, making your body shudder against her front. The noise that leaves your throat nothing compared to the wet noise her fingers are making as they fuck into you. Of how you’d tried to press your thighs together to hold yourself off as the two of you watched the movie you chose. 

The little date night you decided the two of you needed because it felt like all the two of you did when she came over was come and eat cold pizza from your fridge before you were coming again and spent the rest of the night tangled in each other's limbs until exhaustion. 

You couldn’t help it, though.

The old band t-shirt that you had found at some old street sale that she only took off when it was by your own hands when she was over. The way her hair fell into her eyes a little bit each time she laughed. Her teeth pulled her bottom lip between them when she saw you staring, and the all-too-obvious clenching you were doing beside her made her smirk.

She was otherworldly.  

And the way her fingers knew all the right places to stroke, move, push, and pull into and against your body was enough to make your self control nonexistent with her around. 

“Come for me so I can take you to the bedroom and make better use of this tongue,” Carol breathes in your mouth. Tongue running along your bottom lip.

#carol danvers x reader #carol danvers smut #carol danvers x you #carol danvers #brie larson imagine #carol danvers x female reader #carol danvers x y/n #brie larson smut #carol danvers imagine #carol danvers fanfiction

[abbyromanoff]

Could you do: beefy!gp!Carol who gets jealous after seeing you flirt with one of the avengers?

UNFAIR

PAIRINGS: Carol Danvers x reader

WORD COUNT: 1,019

WARNINGS: smut, Carol has a dick, angst, break up sex, fluff, secret love, jealousy, captain!C, praise, smut, cumming on body, jerking off, no protection, pregnancy, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

“That’s not fair, Y/N.” Carol proclaimed, and you had to bite your lip to prevent further disagreeance.

“You can’t just walk around and- and act like you’re all up for grabs, that’s not fair.” You clasped your hands together at her dejected face, and she plopped on the bed with a sigh.

“Carol, we’re not together anymore, I- I can talk to who I want without consequences.” She shook her head and placed it in her hands, her fingers digging at her scalp as red nearly exploded across her face. She was angry, you both knew that, but it wasn’t just anger and frustration that coursed through her veins; it was sadness, betrayal. She had no reason to feel this way, like you said, you weren’t even hers anymore. But she still felt a lingering pain deep in her chest, it felt worse than any bruise you’d tend to.

“But I still love you-“

“But you can’t, Carol. You can’t keep doing this to yourself, you deserve to move on and be happy.” There was a silence filling the room, and for a moment you thought she might’ve wanted you to leave. Which you began doing before you heard a mumbled whisper. You turned, asking for the repetition you needed.

“But I want to be happy with you. I am happy with you, why won’t you just accept that? Why won’t you accept me?” You gulped, your voice seeming to hide with it as you shook from a sigh.

“We weren’t good for each other.” She stood suddenly, and your hand was taken in hers for a soft peck.

“But you were good for me. You made me feel things I never felt before, and I want to be with you again. Please, I- I promise I’ll change! Whatever you need, I’ll do it all. I’ll do anything for you, dove.” Her pleading eyes had always been impossible to ignore, and the same continued even now. You couldn’t resist her, she was the love of your life, after all.

“Just one last time, okay? We’ll have sex, and in the morning I’ll be gone, deal?” She wanted you to stay, but she knew this was the best chance she’d have at seeing you again. If she said no, who knows if you’d ever come back.

“I’ll make it worth your while then, Y/N.”

“Fuck, I’m- I’m so close, baby.” The woman mumbled, and you had to stifle a moan that still found its way out of you.

“I know, Carol, I know, sweetheart.” Your fingers dug threw her hair, your nails scratching her scalp softly in a soothing manner. Her eyes fluttered shut as her free hand fell to your hardened nipple, the other landing on your cheek as she used her thumb to stroke the soft skin.

“Can I…can I kiss you?” Her voice was soft, almost a whisper. But you nodded, and she instantly drew you in for a passionate, loving kiss. She noticed the goosebumps along your skin, and she drew back for only a moment, her lips lingering against yours as you begged internally for more.

“I know you’re cold, just hold onto me.” Your arms went around her back, your legs wrapping around her ass as tears threatened to escape you. You sighed in relief when her mouth met yours again, and her body heated up to the perfect temperature to keep you warm.

“Please, captain, I want you to cum in me.” She shook, and her thrusts were coming to a halt. But she kept up, determined to force your quickening arrival first. And the moment you hit your peak and eventually regained your breath, she immediately drew out, stroking her cock until reaching her peak. Her coil snapped, and her release painted your body. You looked up at her, confused as to why she dismissed your request.

“I don’t want you to make a decision you’ll regret. If you’re serious about..about leaving me, then I’m not going to get you pregnant and force you to handle something you can’t.” She seemed hurt at the thought, you always knew she wanted a kid, a family. She wanted that family with you, however, and you caught yourself daydreaming about the same possibility she offered you.

“You didn’t leave.” She noted, and you turned to face her with a grin, the towel covering your wet body. The shower had streaks of steam running down it, and she could tell by your looks that you had just finished taking one.

“No, I didn’t.” She sat up instantly, and you bit your lip at her exposed chest through the see-through tank top. Her nipples were hard under the cold aroma, and all you could imagine was wrapping your lips around them and hearing her groans of pleasure.

“Are you going to?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“…I know a good diner if you’re willing to stay long enough for breakfast.”

“Sure, I’d like that.” You never would’ve expected close to a year later that you would continue to lie next to her, your hands interlacing as her free one was set on her book. Her reading glasses were on the brink of her nose, and you looked out the window to admire the scenery.

“I still can’t believe you took me to space.” She chuckled, placing a kiss on the back of your palm as she followed your gaze.

“It’s pretty great isn’t it?” You hummed, receiving a wrap of arms around your body. Her book was now in front of you, and she read it quietly in your ear. You cuddled into her chest, poking her strong biceps that she teasingly flexed.

“Thank you for not giving up on me, Carol.” She paused, taking a moment to leave soft pecks on your neck.

“I could never give up on you; on us.” She rubbed her thumb over your swollen stomach, smiling softly as she spoke a greeting to the arriving young girl.

“The moment we land on Earth, nothing can stop me from meeting my little one.”

“As long as I have you two, I’ll be okay.”

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[olsenmyolsen]

I'm Free Tonight

master list

dark master list

MCU Compliant (Female Reader X Carol Danvers)

Summary: A lovely stranger saves you from a boring Christmas Gala.

Word Count: 2.8K

Content: Just Fluff

"You alone?"

You looked up from your seat at the round table and saw the blue eyes of a blonde you'd never seen before.

She wore a beautiful maroon and blue dress with a gold chest piece. Your dress looked silly in comparison, no matter how much your girlfr- ex girlfriend(?) paid for it.

And she wasn't cheap.

An heiress, some would call her.

Others used the word bitch.

You tore your eyes away from the blonde and gestured to a woman at the bar. Clearly drunk and openly flirting with one of the groomsmen. "Supposed to be with her."

The blonde looked where you pointed, and the curiosity on her face turned into one of disappointment.

Followed by a smirk.

"Well, I'm Carol. Carol Danvers." The blon- Carol switched her champagne flute from her right to her left hand. She extended the right to you when you looked up to her.

"Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N." You shook her hand and were surprised to feel a tight grip. You quickly realized how strong Carol was as you checked out the definition and muscles on her arms. "May I?" Carol pointed to the seat to the left of you. "Go ahead." You said with a smile that Carol reciprocated.

Carol also chose this seat so you'd be facing away from the bitch that left you alone.

You turned away from the bar and towards Carol. "How do you know the couple hosting?" Carol asked. "I don't. My date does."

That made sense. Since Carol noticed you hours earlier, she couldn't figure out how you wound up at a place like this. Surrounded by people whose hands were never clean. Politicians and models. Wall Street bros and CEO's. You stuck out—a ray of innocence and good radiated from you. Kind hearted.

Carol knew it to be true when she saw how awful your date treated you.

"Ah," Carol said as she lifted the glass and took a sip of the golden bubbles. "I hope you don't mind me asking... Who is she? Your date?" Carol set her glass down and looked at you in the eyes. "Oh, her name is-"

"Oh no, I'm sorry." Carol stopped you as she reached a hand out to your arm. "I meant, who is she to you."

It felt like a trick question, like Carol knew the truth.

Carol kept her fingers resting on your arm while waiting for your eyes to meet hers. "She's..."

You sighed.

Carol patted your arm. "Think about it." She removed her touch from you, and you missed her warm fingers.

You watched as they wrapped around the glass of champagne. "If it makes you feel better, I'm not supposed to be here," Carol spoke up with a shrug.

"You're not?" Carol watched your forehead crease when you didn't believe her. "No. I'm here doing a favor for a friend." You looked around the room, and like Carol did with you earlier, you couldn't believe someone like her could be here. "What friend?" You asked, making Carol smile.

"The King of Asgard, Valkyrie." She said casually without hesitation.

"Oh!" You said, surprised and bewildered. "I still have yet to visit New Asgard.." You really have been meaning to, but it's not like money grows on trees for you. "I hear it's lovely."

"It is," Carol replies. "So.." Carol leans closer. "Are you done thinking about my question from earlier? What is she..." Carol gestures to the woman you came here with. "..to you. Because she sure as hell isn't your girlfriend."

You followed Carol's eyes and saw the woman kissing the neck of a man you wouldn't give the time of day.

You turned back and looked at Carol.

You sighed and put both arms on the table in a defeated position. "I was her date for tonight, but no, I've never met her until two days prior when I was introduced by her team. I was hired to help clean up her image, but..." You looked back. "Looks like that's not happening."

Carol hummed. "So you're an escort?"

"Blunt, but yes... that's one word for it." You replied. Carol leaned back into her chair and appreciated the honesty coming from you.

"How much did she pay you?"

You certainly weren't expecting that question, and you couldn't tell by the smirk Carol was hiding behind her glass if she was serious or not.

So you decided to forget about the girl you came with and play the game Carol was hopefully playing.

"Why? Think you can afford me?"

That made the blonde laugh. "I know I can." Her voice was lower as she spoke to you. "But I'm not looking to pay. I want you if you want to come along."

That made something in your stomach twirl.

"And where would we go?"

"Wherever you want. But hopefully far away from here."

You peeled your eyes away from the blonde and looked around the room. It was dreadful and boring. This was presented as a Christmas gala, but it was nothing more than a night to fuck and make business deals to everyone else but you.

You were here for a job, but you were clearly left to your own devices.

Until Carol showed up.

"Okay." You said as you turned back to the blonde and nodded. "Let's get out of here."

Carol's eyes lit up. She watched you stand up and down your glass of champagne before extending your hand to her. Carol did the same with her glass before taking your hand. "Thank you." She smiled as she rose to her feet. "No, thank you!"

Carol led you out of the grand mansion you couldn't for the life of you remember the name of and to the valet kiosk. Carol handed the greying man a ticket stub and wrapped her arm around you as you two waited for his return.

"Is this okay?" She asked, forcing you to look up to her eyes. "Me... touching you? Holding you?" You nodded. "It's great." Carol smiled. "Good to know."

Carol felt your skin become scattered with goosebumps. She thought it might've been from the cold wind in the air, but if asked, you would've been honest and told her it was because of her—the blonde with her hand moving up and down your arm.

She smiled.

You two stood in silence, accepting the comfort the other one brought when the valet pulled up in a black sports car that would never be in your tax bracket.

"What a beautiful car, Miss. Please enjoy your evening." The man said to Caol as he handed her the keys before scurrying away.

She simply smirked and moved her arm from around you to your arm closest to her. "Shall we?" You nodded and let Carol lead you to the passenger door. She opened it for you and let go of you as you entered.

She watched the slit of your dress rise as you sat down in the brown leather seat. Her eyes then traveled down to your legs and the heels that went perfectly with your dress. "Good?" She then asked. "Good." You replied before Carol smiled and closed the door.

You watched her move around the front of the car and slide into the driver's seat. The seat adjusted to her, and you watched the steering wheel move to compliment her. "Wow." Carol turned to your voice.

"Kind of a lot, right?" You shrugged and looked into her blue eyes. "It's kinda cool." You tried to be nonchalant, but you were in awe of everything, and Carol knew it.

Carol hit some buttons on the display in the middle and found a radio station playing a pop hit.

Olivia Rodrigo specifically.

The music was kept at a lower volume as Carol waited for you to buckle up. "Safety first, sweetheart." She said, making your stomach flip at the pet name. "Sorry." You mumbled as your cheeks grew red, and Carol buckled herself up before turning up the heat and placing the car in drive.

"You hungry?" Carol hadn't eaten any of the fancy shit the gala was offering. It was all themed around the holiday, and she knew for a fact that you hadn't had a single bite.

You wanted to lie, but with Carol asking in a honey-dripping tone, and one look at her made you nod. "Starving." You said.

However, food wasn't the first thing you were thinking about eating.

Carol smirked as if she could read your mind.

She removed her right hand from the steering wheel and placed it on your thigh as she kept her eyes on the road. The speed of the car picking up.

Her palms on your skin burned with waves of pleasure. "I'll find somewhere for us," Carol said, making you nod. Carol briefly looked over at you and smiled.

She was loving the game that was being played.

In addition, she loved the touch of you. The feeling of your goosebumps spreading across your body every time her fingers lifted up and down your soft, ample skin.

She was also enjoying you—your company.

Carol never got to do stuff like this.

But she was making the most of tonight.

"Is this still okay?" Carol asked as her hand moved slightly up your thigh. Pushing your dress up. "Yes." You said as you buried a moan in your throat.

"Do I feel good? My touch against your body?" Carol asked as she turned her head to you. She watched your side profile nod and swallow before you parted your pink lips. "You feel so good, Carol."

Her blue eyes found the road again.

"Good, sweetheart." Carol patted your thigh and kept you wanting more. "You're doing so well for me."

You whimpered upon hearing the praises of a woman you just met. "Ah, here we go," Carol said, making you do your best to focus on what was worth pulling off the side of the road.

Surprised, you looked at Carol as she put the car in park.

Carol turned to you.

"What's wrong?" She unbuckled her seatbelt and brought a hand up to your face. Moving a hair behind your ear. "You said you were starving." You leaned into her touch ever so slightly and nodded. "I am."

"Then let's eat." Carol smiled and removed her touch from you again as she climbed out of the car.

You kept your eyes on Carol as she closed the door. You watched her pass in front of the neon 24/7 Diner sign before she made it to your passenger door. She opened it and quickly helped you out. "It's somehow gotten colder. Come on." Her hand and fingers became intertwined with yours as she pulled you to the front of the restaurant.

You two seated yourselves in a booth once you entered like a bunch of giggly teenagers.

There was only the waitstaff and three other patrons inside. You and Carol were obviously dressed the best.

"This definitely beats the Gala," Carol said, making you look up from your menu with a smile. "It does."

Carol placed her elbows on the table and rested her chin on her hand. "Tell me something," Carol said with a teasing smirk. "Are you enjoying how the night has gone?"

You dropped your menu onto the table. "I'm loving it. Thank you."

Carol shook her head. "No, thank you." Her leg rubbed up against yours in a gentle manner. "Now, what are you thinking about having?" Carol's eyes found the menu again, but you stared straight ahead.

Carol knew it.

"They don't have me on the menu." You brushed your leg higher against Carol. "Shame. Because I'd love a taste."

You were bold, and you didn't know where it was coming from, but tonight, with Carol, you felt free. You weren't being paid to be someone else. You felt like a new person. Or maybe it was just you being yourself? Regardless, you loved it.

After a waitress came by, you and Carol Danvers ordered cheeseburgers with a basket of fries and a shake, to split, obviously.

The food was wonderful, and the flirting mixed in with conversation was even better.

The highlight might have been when you showed Carol that you could, in fact, tie a cherry stem into a knot in your mouth. You held it between your teeth with pride as Carol smirked at you and, without warning, connected your lips together. Her tongue swiping the stem out of your mouth and into hers.

When she smiled a few seconds later, the knot was undone, and Carol couldn't help but wink at you.

You felt your stomach flip again.

"Whenever you're ready to leave, we can," Carol said to you, only to earn a nod.

Carol laughed at that and stood up as she placed a stack of uncounted bills from her clutch.

"Okay, so maybe you could afford me for the night." You said, taking Carols' hand as you slid out of the booth. "I told you." She smugly replied as she led you out of the diner.

The cold air catching you off guard, but your grip on Carols' hand remained strong. "Come on." She squeezed your hand and bit back a smile before you two ended up on the driver's side of the car.

Carol held the key in her other hand.

"What?" You asked as Carol looked at your eyes. "You're just beautiful." The blonde said, moving her body to be pressed up against yours.

You stumbled a step back as you found your back up against Carols car.

"Is this still okay?" Carols breath was shaky as she held her lips dangerously close to yours.

In the neon glow of the diner sign, you nodded. "Just kiss me again." Carol held in a moan as she did what you asked. The softness of her lips landed on yours.

You pulled her body closer.

Her hands found your hips and squeezed them, making you squeal in delight. "Fuck Carol!" You laughed into Carols mouth.

"Oh, you're such a pretty girl," Carol replied in a hushed tone as she pushed her front up against you more. Feeling the tremble in your legs and warmth from your pussy.

But the sweetest bit was the taste of chocolate on your lips.

"I want you." You moaned into Carols ear.

Carol couldn't be happier. "I want you too." She kissed your neck, jaw, and lips again.

You bit your lips and looked up at her. "Let's go then." You turned around and pressed your ass against Carol and made a gesture for the car keys, but Carol smiled before laughing. "Oh, no, baby. I don't think so."

You tilted your head as you were still catching your breath. "And why is that?" You opened the car door and waited for Carol's answer.

That's when you watched Carol's hand curl and close around the key. Suddenly, her hand began to glow bright and orange. You couldn't believe what you were seeing, and when she opened her hand again, the key was nothing but a pile.

You waited for an answer.

"Remember that story I told you? About the pilot?"

Carol tilted her hand, and you both watched the remnants of the key fall to the asphalt.

You looked up to Carol and thought back to the story she told you across the booth earlier. "So it was you? You have powers?" Carol nodded and made her hands glow again. "What about your car?" You asked honestly.

"The car and cash were never mine." The glow from her hands faded as she stepped into space between your legs. "It was your awful heiress of a date."

Carol touched the top of your head and ran her hand down the side of your face. "I think you and I had a better time than you would with her." She purrs as she kisses your cheek. "Don't you think?"

You nod and move your lips to brush hers. "I do." You find Carol's hands and hold them. "I can work with this."

"Are you sure?"

Carol asks, even though both want this.

"Yes."

Carol kisses you and pulls you close. "Hold on to me." You wrap your arms tightly around Carol's body, and slowly, you feel your feet leave the ground. "Keep your eyes on me," Carol said, and when you looked at her, you saw that her dress had changed into a suit.

One a superhero would wear.

"You brought us back..." You whispered into the space between the two of you. She heard you.

You watched as Carol glowed brighter, and the speed at which you two were flying increased.

_

You and Carol slept together that night, and you remember the feeling of warmth when you woke up next to her and a cat named Goose in the bed on her spaceship.

That was five months ago, and as you watch Carol fly down to a planet below, you can't help but smile.

You weren't alone.

dividers by @/benkeibear

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[stories4thepack]

Save you

Carol Danvers x vampire reader

Warnings: blood, violence, vampire stuff

You get hurt on a mission and Carol is there to help you get better. Even if that means you gotta bite her….

Kamala’s grin had fallen for the first time since the four of you had originally met. Monica was sat Beside you, watching as the few remaining Skrull vanished from the ship in a flash of light. Sorrowful silence replaced their prescience

You leaned against the table, desperately attempting to cover the wound on your abdomen with your hand. You wore a plain, black shirt and matching leather jacket which kindly assisted in hiding the dark blood seeping through the fabric.

“Y/n? Are you alright?”

Monica asked, her stoic face shifting into an expression of pure concern. You tried your best to smile, swallowing down the painful hiss as you got to your feet, stumbling as you took a step away. Kamala is on her feet immediately and Carol dashes to your side, fear moulding her clay face.

“Im alright, just tired. Don’t worry.”

You glanced at Kamala, who’s eyes were tearing up with guilt. She had tried to shield you as the large, rocky over hang had fallen, but she had swapped places the second she used her powers. As a result, a large piece of the boulder had dug itself into your body, while it was removed, the wound refused to close without blood. You shook your head, almost begging her not to mention it.

“She got trapped under one of the rocks that fell.”

She cries out and Carols eyes widen with shock. She had seen you disappear for a moment as she had blasted the falling boulders, but she had never thought for a second that you had been caught in the rocks, never mind been impaled by one of the shards.

“You’re coming wit me”

“Carol-“

You began to protest, but Carol began to drag you from the others into the room down below. Once there, she forced you to sit down, quickly tearing your jacket off your shoulders.

“Carol-“

“Y/n, im going to help you.”

“Carol!”

You tried again as she lifted the bottom of your shirt up, revealing the deep, seeping wound. Blood flowing down onto your dark, vibranium infused trousers. She froze, staring in horror at the wound.

“Carol, you can’t help. The wound is way too bad, I need blood. Pass me one of the bags in the fridge.”

Carol remains staring fixedly at the wound, almost as if she was contemplating her next move. She slowly raises her head, meeting your soft gaze.

“There aren’t anymore. I forgot to ask fury for more.”

“What?!”

You shout, yelping as pain shot through your body at the action. Panic bubbles inside of you. Without blood and with such an injury, your hunger would grow faster than usual. You were a danger to everyone in this ship. You needed to go. Get out. Before you hurt anyon-

“I’m going to help you.”

Carol says again, releasing the words deliberately slowly as she moves her hair away from her throat. Allowing her neck to be on full display. Your eyes flashed red at the sight, hunger boiling in the pit in your stomach and burning through your veins. You snap your jaw shut, locking it in place and lurching away from your girlfriend. She grasps your hands, holding them tightly as she speaks gently.

“Please Y/n, let me help.”

“Captain-“

You muttered, leaning a little closer to where she is crouched in front of you. She gasps lowly as your lips graze her neck, pressing light kisses against her pale skin. You feel her arms wrap around your shoulders, fingers rubbing small, encouraging circles on the back of your neck.

“Go ahead.”

She whispers into your ear, sending chills throughout your body. You sigh, sinking into the crook of her neck, running your tongue gently over the skin there, attempting to numb it a little before you hurt her.

Your fangs slip easily from your gums, trailing the flesh until they froze on your girlfriends pulse point, you pull the strap of her top down her shoulder a little, giving you a greater area to work with. She moans quietly as your fangs sink into her skin, breaking into the vein. Her blood flows into your mouth, the warmth soothes the pain of the wound, you wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her up into your lap. She lifts her head up, gasping up at the ceiling as you drink. Her hands trail down your chest to where your wound is, feeling the skin as is twists and knits itself back together. She feels you press further into her throat, your fingers curling around her hips as you attempt to control yourself.

“Y/n”

She mutters, the name barley a whisper through the blur of pain and pleasure. But you hear her, slowly retracting your fangs from her throat before trailing your tongue over the wound. Gathering the blood that had attempted to slip away from you.

“Thank you”

You mutter, barley away from her throat before she grasps your shirt by the scruff and pulls you into a kiss. Her tongue tailing your lips, tasting her own blood in your mouth. She feels the vibration of your moan ripple up your throat as she breaks away, biting down on your neck in return. You close your eyes, feeling her lips suck against your cool skin. Trying hard not to moan in case the others hear-

“Carol, we’re not alone on the ship, remember?”

You manage to force out, missing her touch as she gets up quickly. A sly grin painting her face.

“We’ll finish this when we’re alone then.”

she chuckles, giving a final, desperate kiss to your lips before leaving. Wiping the blood from her neck and leaving you a flustered mess behind her.

(sorry for any spelling mistakes, I did this in The car 😅)

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