#photonfists

[kreeborn]

@photonfists asked: 

 " can you shut up for once in your life? " -- Vers

“Oh now you want me to shut up? Not during briefings, or during training, not even when we talk about things you like or want to talk about! But the moment when you hear something you don’t want to hear, I have to shut up!” Yon loved Vers, he loved her deeply and unconditionally, but by the gods could that woman be infuriating at times. It all, in the end, resulted in a fight, much like the one they had then and there. Like an old married couple. “I’m telling you here and now, you won’t be watching that scenario any longer, Vers!” 

[whzbang]

❛   So . . . do  we  just  pretend  this  is  normal  or  is  panicking  an  option?  ❜  She  questioned,  because  if  she  were  honest,  she  was  more  so  freaked  out  about  the  fact  she  was  staring  back  a  face  identical  to  her  own.  ❛   Because  I’m  pretty  close  to  the  second  option  right  about  now.   ❜  A  sigh  followed,  giving  her  some  relief  that  was  very  much  needed  in  the  current  situation.  ❛   Who  are  you  and  why  do  you  look  exactly  like  me?  Don’t  get  me  wrong,  we’re  both  gorgeous,  but  seriously.  What  the  hell?   ❜

@photonfists  /  plotted  starter

[butscrewmefirst]

     “ business or pleasure ? ” it’s all the countess will say upon seeing the other woman in the hotel’s lobby , a sly yet equally inviting grin finding ruby painted lips .

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[egoteric]

" do me a favor, and kiss my ass. "

TONY & ____ SITTIN’ IN A TREE. K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

Tony’s brows raise, giving Carol an almost scandalized look. Not that he’s actually scandalized. He’s actually rather amused.  ❝ I mean I would but you don’t seem like the type who’d APPRECIATE that. ❞  He smiles at her.

[hastofight]

@photonfists​

        ❛    𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑,   ❜        diana praised as she offered carol an open hand. encouraging another woman, and sharing with her the adrenaline of a fair fight reminded her of her homeland.  ❛    themyscira would have been delighted to have you.   ❜   she was no amazonian, but her strength was unparalleled, even among their strongest.

[herheroics]

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     after being shot at constantly today, the one thing erin wanted was she’d rather be curled up at home on the lounge watching movies and eating junk food with some beers close by. but, here she was. seated at a booth waiting for her blind date to arrive, dressed in a fine red dress. all she knew was that her name was carol and she was blonde. that in itself made her smile, because she found blonde’s hot in general. shuffling in the seat, erin sat up, crossing one leg over the other as she eyed the drink menu, she should’ve asked what her date drank, then she could at least order before she arrived. hearing footsteps approach, erin looked up as the blonde arrived. smiling, erin nodded in greeting “carol? hi, i’m erin.”

[chooserofslain]

THE VALKYRIE MOVED WITHOUT CONCIOUS THOUGHT -- her hand coming to press against the soft slope of Carol’s cheek in a gesture that was almost uncharacteristically - SOFT. But that was the freedom they found in each other -- the ability to lay down their armor & bravado, the personas they honed & held like weapons to instead simply be ... women, understood & almost unbelievably - in love. 

Gently, the Valkyrie brought her other arm to wrap around Carol’s waist as she pressed her own body against the length of the Midgardian’s. Tilting her own head back slightly, she hummed & brought the worn pad of her thumb to slide across the sharp rise of Carol’s cheekbone -- “ & I will let you --- ” there was a smile spreading across soft lips as she spoke in a whisper, “ You have the STRENGTH to help carry my burdens & I -- I have more than enough to carry yours, Carol. ”

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[mindthemuse]

dolores abernathy for @photonfists

A heart beat, a blink of lashes, and that's all it takes for her to understand a paragraph -- a page. Infomation whirls far faster than the human mind can comprehend; and that's an incredible amount. 

Pushing the plantenary report away, her golden head lifts, cautiously looking at the woman before her. Carol Danvers is unique as Dolores Abernathy, though seen as alive and worthy of breath and thought.

Dolores and her kind? Will be hunted and killed; she's returned it in kind in her attempt to escape. Now a human is offering a world that might be clean and pure. 

"It seems like a far way to travel." Dolores begins slowly, "And I'm still stunned you want to help me -- help us."

“I’m just afraid of the possible lack of resources to develop.” 

[vulnerastti]

@photonfists || s.c.

        “I want to come.” She was tired of sitting. She was tired of staying. She was tired of being told, ‘no.’ “I promise I won’t get in the way. I’ll hide if anything happens.” She wants to be with you. 

        “We’ve been to that supermarket over a dozen times. I know the layout. And I know there’s a pharmacy a few blocks down. I know the names of prescriptions and medicine that no one else does. I can help.” 

[kreeborn]

@photonfists​ ( vers ) asked: " what keeps you up at night? "

"You mean besides the countless hours of sex we have?" It was meant to be a joke, a small smirk tugging on the corners of his lips as he glanced over at her in bed, almost lazily turning to his side to fully look at her. Yon-Rogg's expression changed from teasing to almost melancholical and he gave a little shrug. "A lot of things, I suppose. Did you notice I get up at night from night to night?" She must have, otherwise she probably wouldn't have asked to begin with. "How dumb would it sound if I told you I'm partially haunted by what happened in the past?"

[whzbang]

photonfists said: 3, 18, 23

Does your character have an accent? What does it sound like?

yes yes yes! carol does have an accent. she was born in the midwest ( springfield, illinois to be precise in my depiction ) and since her dad grew up there as well, she has a hint of an accent. it’s mostly having a slight bit of twang in her voice, it’s super subtle and not many pick up on it. though when she bumps into people or drops something, she’ll mutter or say “ope” ( it’s a real midwestern thing i swear! ).

Are they a leader, do they prefer to follow, or would they rather just stay on the sidelines altogether?

carol is a leader ( at least she likes to think she is ).  she’s done a lot across the galaxy, as in leading people to safety, also helping people in battle by leading them against the bad guys. carol asserts dominance no matter where she goes because she’s flown solo for so long. much like in endgame when she throws out she’s going to kill thanos and expects them to be okay with it or to just follow her. she even took the first blow to get thanos at the beginning. she’s quick to throw out plans to because she’s a leader, she prefers to be in charge and in command.

Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?

carol is not much of a lovey-dovey person openly, but in a relationship, she’s the softest person you’d know. though she prefers affection, since she didn’t receive much ( except from her older brothers ) after her mom died growing up. however, the quickest way to carol’s heart is showing that you genuinely care. in her experience, it was hard for her to get close to people because she always felt like they were going to leave or that she wasn’t good enough. maria was the first one to change her mind about that. however, after maria and carol split up, carol became guarded again. and someone being soft with her and showing that they truly care? that melts her from the inside out.

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[oncerussian]

[ talk + denial + snarl ]

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . || not accepting!!

    — ❝ c-carol! ❞ the gasp leaves her immediately as the blonde’s rubbing her thumbs in slow, languid circles along her folds, hiking the skirt that she’d been wearing further up her thigh. skin’s becoming heated in carol’s wake, every little movement and drag of her digits has natasha’s chest heaving, and she’s ready to just let go for her partner. ❝ oh, do you like it when i pet that pretty little pussy of yours? ❞

fuck. heated words are panted right against her ear, followed by sucks and nips at her earlobe, which have the redhead’s back arching up and off her bed. at this point, natasha can swear that they’ve been at this for at least half an hour. carol would bring her dangerously close to the edge, before she’d pull her fingers away from her completely and leave her high to slowly fade. and then she’d do it all over again. her girlfriend then bares her teeth down at natasha, snarling softly before lunging forward, giving a harsh such at sensitive skin right at the juncture of her jawline and neck. natasha knows that the other doesn’t give a single fuck about any sort of visible marks of possession, especially when she was in this kind of mood. ❝ you didn’t answer my question, red.  ❞ and that’s when carol’s index and middle finger suddenly invade her sex, curling in the perfect spot. ❝ i - i fucking love it. ❞

[redheadarcher]

“Could you take me to one of your space missions one day ??” She probably was not ready for it, but she likes the idea. “I mean– all your stories… they sound so awesome, i’d love to see that in person and i’d love to participate.”

@photonfists​  // small sc

[photcn]

photonfists

  Maria: *to the Carols on her dash rn* Come raw me?

carol, already strapping up: you got it babe.

Maria: Ooh baby 😘

[thunderveins]

👌

me vc: i crave this ship with the ferocity of a thousand burning suns 

[atimebombarcarchive]

@photonfists​ gets a plotted starter

There’s a sort of peace to it - accepting death, the finality of it all. He wasn’t expecting a daring rescue; no one even knew where they were. Floating in space with just a blue alien girl who seemed to be just as lost as he was about a way to get anywhere. They had done their best to try and salvage the ship, save it, but those repairs had only bought them more time. And now? He’d pretty much expected this to be the end - no more water, no more food, oxygen almost out? Time was running out. And he’d accepted that. 

At least, until he’d fallen asleep and been awoken by something, or rather, someone he had not been expecting. Carol. Of course, if anyone could have found them, she could have. The light had been near blinding - he’d never really seen her use her powers to this extent - but it was a relief to see. Though she didn’t board, given that she was the one practically carrying the ship back to Earth, she was the first person he saw (wanted to see) when he got off board, helped by Nebula. 

His arms wrap around her, relief flooding his face. Carol could have disappeared in the snap, just like any of them. Even behind her, he can see the rest of them; Steve, Natasha, Bruce, Rhodey, Pepper. All people that are important to him, even if he’s angry with one or two of them. What does he say now? Other than who was lost? What else is there to say? Until he breaks away from her, he knows he doesn’t have to say anything. “Thank god you’re alive.” The words are quiet, whispered in her ear, even if he’s just as thankful, relieved, to see everyone else around them. He’s weakened, definitely ill from his space adventure, but he’s not going to complain about that. 

Not yet at least. “Let’s get inside. Open skies a bit of a sore subject.” He makes it a joke, tries to, knows it falls short. The words are louder, directed at all in attendance.