#brie larson x fem reader

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Jamie, Homelander, stand in front of the Seven and Y/N…

Jamie: any objections?

Y/N raises their hand…

Jamie: I hear you baby. Plans rejected.

A Train; the plan was to eat out.

Jamie sits in Y/N’s lap…

Jamie: I’d rather be eaten out (winks)

Y/N: as you wish

Maeve: who wants Chinese?

The rest of the Seven leave Jamie and Y/N alone…

For @kingofthelizardpeople

[oizysian]

XII. THEN WE’LL TALK

Word count: 1.3k

All Eyes on Me masterlist

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Y/N, Lizzie called me crying. You need to talk to her.

It's been two weeks. You haven't streamed, you haven't gone out. What have you been doing?

I let out a deep sigh, rolling the blunt between my fingers, Brie's voice echoing in my head. Lizzie missed me. She needed me, but I was a coward and only knew how to run from people when things got complicated.

I sniffled, swallowing roughly as I thought about the woman I had walked away from completely for her own good. Without me in her life she could be happy with her husband without the fear and doubt of an affair hanging over their heads. Maybe she hadn't done anything wrong, but she could've. I definitely would've given the chance, but I would have regretted it. Just like I regretted everything I did.

I slammed my hand down on the cold tile in frustration and leaned my head against the sink, my mind racing as it had been for two whole weeks. The weed helped silence it for a while, but the more I replayed Brie's messages in my head, the louder my thoughts got about Lizzie.

Had I been wrong to walk away? We didn't do anything wrong. Not really.

I picked my phone up off the floor and unlocked it, browsing Twitter to get my mind off of literally everything.

CELEBRITY SIGHTING:

Elizabeth Olsen and Robbie Arnett were seen out and about in LA this week.

She looked good in the picture; happy, healthy, but then again, she was a good actress. They probably went out together on purpose considering it had been a while since they had been out in public with each other. Her last two sets of paparazzi photos were with me.

I licked my dry lips, quickly tweeting out that I was sorry for disappearing, but I was fine and streams would start up again soon. Almost instantly, comments flooded in wishing me well and hoping that everything was okay. I couldn't reply to everyone, so I just liked the kind comments and ignored the ones that were rude or mentioned Lizzie. Nobody needed to know my fucking business. I was still a person, I deserved my privacy despite what the world thought. And so did she.

The last two weeks had been hell between ignoring Lizzie's calls and texts and dealing with Brie and Claire trying to talk some sense into me. I knew they were right, that it was just gossip and Robbie would get over it, but the risk of her marriage ending because I had feelings for her was too much for me to ignore. Maybe she liked me too, or maybe she was just a flirty person - who knew, but what I did know was that I wasn't going to be the reason her marriage ended.

But, their marriage hadn't ended. According to Twitter, they were a happy couple and nothing was wrong between them. Which was good! So, why wasn't I happy about it?

At the moment, I wasn't happy about fucking anything. The only thing that could make me happy was Lizzie, and I let her go.

I brought the blunt up to my lips and inhaled deeply, wanting nothing more than to just forget for a little while. I kept the smoke in my mouth for a moment before exhaling.

Why was I making such a big deal about this? She barely knew me. I barely knew her. It was for the best that I ended our friendship before it became something more.

My phone rang, nearly making me jump out of my skin, and I peeked to check who it was. Brie. I took another toke and answered.

"Hello?" I said, my voice straining from holding in the smoke.

"Y/N? What the hell are you doing?"

"Smoking. Why?"

"Why aren't you speaking to Lizzie? Ignoring her like this isn't going to help the situation any."

"I'm making it go away."

"No, you're making yourself look like a child."

"Whatever, Brie." I released the smoke from my mouth. "What do you care anyway?"

"Oh, so on top of being a child, you're also gonna act like a bitch?"

"Oh, fuck you, man."

"Fuck me? After everything I've gone through trying to help you get the girl, you're gonna say 'fuck me'?"

"I didn't ask for any of this!"

"No, you didn't, but it all happened and you're in it now, so put on your big girl panties and deal with it."

"I don't want to. I don't want Elizabeth."

I lied.

"Then what do you want Y/N?" She asked with frustration in her voice.

"You."

She was quiet on the line and I knew I fucked up. I grimaced, leaning my face against my propped up knees. Why did I have to open my mouth and say stupid shit?

"You don't mean that." She sounded sad. "You're just hurting."

"I can be friends with Lizzie again if I'm with you." Why was I still speaking? "If Robbie sees I'm with someone, he'll leave her alone about her having an affair."

"Are you trying to use me to get back in Lizzie's good graces?"

"No! I-I'm just trying to fix this and make everyone happy."

"You being with me out of pity or ... whatever this is, will not make anyone happy."

"It's not pity, Brie. I like you."

"You like me. You love her."

"I love the idea of her! I don't know her and she doesn't know me! I know you. I know we can make each other happy. Please, Brie."

"We'll talk about this when you're sober."

"No, I want to talk about it now."

"Talk to Lizzie. Make up with her."

"If I do that, then will you be my girlfriend?"

"No."

"No?" Tears welled up in my eyes. First Lizzie, now Brie.

"You don't mean it. Prove that you mean it and I might change my mind. Until then, no."

It was wrong for me to use Brie to get over Lizzie, but it was true, I did like her ... just not the same way I liked Lizzie. I knew this was the only way I would be able to get close to Lizzie again. I had to be with someone, prove that I'm not a threat, stop acting the way I've been acting towards her. I needed someone.

"Go on a date with me. Let me give you a kiss goodnight. Let's watch the stars and pick one as ours. Let me treat you the way you deserve to be treated."

She didn't speak for a while and I thought for a moment that she had hung up on me.

"I'm not her."

I sighed.

"I know. I know who you are."

"I'll let you kiss me, but forget all that romantic shit."

"Okay, fine, no romance. Just us."

"So, you want to be friends with benefits?"

"No! No. I just ..." I rubbed my hand over my face. "I don't know what I want."

"That's the problem, Y/N. Make up with Lizzie. Then we'll talk."

"Brie -"

She hung up on me. I kicked the hamper in next to me in pure rage, knowing that I just fucked up another friendship. Either that, or Brie and I would be a different type of friend after this.

I put the joint out on my floor, smashing it into the tile and leaning my head into my hands, frustration seeping from every inch of my body.

Hot tears spilled from my eyes as I thought about Lizzie, as I thought about Brie, as I thought about the hole I kept digging for myself. Did I like Brie enough to be with her despite possibly having a connection with Lizzie?

The answer was ... yeah. I could be with Brie. Would I do it, though? Could I do it for Lizzie?

Was it fair to Brie? No, but we'd both get what we wanted. Wasn't that all that mattered?

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I’m in Serious Shit

Kinktober Day 20: Slapping

Relationship: warlord!Carol Danvers x fem!reader (Vices Assemble)

Words: ~500

Summary: Carol manages to piss you off.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (f receiving oral sex, vaginal fingering, pussy spanking, slight dom/sub vibes, overstimulation), established relationship, no plot, w/w fic, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: another short one!! My goal is to get as many of these done as humanly possible before thanksgiving. I love these two.

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You whimpered uselessly when you came again, your body vibrating while your cunt released all over Carol’s face before you sagged into the bed and barely held on to consciousness.

“Don’t pass out on me now, beautiful.” She grinned when you jolted at the sensation of her smacking your swollen clit, nibbling at the inside of your thigh while she watched your pussy quiver as slick gushed out of you. “Still not done apologizing to you.”

“I already… shit!” You sobbed when she slapped your pussy again, digging your fingers into the plush hotel sheets while you writhed underneath her. “I already forgave you.”

“But I didn’t believe you, baby.” Carol leaned down to kiss your puffy cunt and moaned when she felt you throb against her lips, dipping her tongue inside you and rolling her eyes up so she could watch the ruined look on your face. “C’mon, you know how much I love apologizing to you. And I know I need to, otherwise why would you have slapped me?”

You cursed to yourself under your breath when she started swirling her tongue over your hole again, kicking your feet and feebly trying to crawl up the bed to escape from her. It hadn’t been your fault, she had delayed her flight over twelve hours to deal with whatever shit she wanted to use as an excuse, leaving you to meet with wedding vendors and try to finalize a venue all on your own. Then when she’d finally deigned to show up she thought she could just kiss you and hold you and try to act all sweet and you couldn’t just let her get away with that shit, slapping her when she couldn’t get the hint to keep her hands to herself. Of course, that had led to you getting dragged to the elevator in your hotel by your throat, pinned to the wall while she dared you to slap her again then getting absolutely railed by her fingers when you did it. And now here you were.

“Mmm, oh, that’s it, pretty girl.” Carol released your clit with a wet pop when you came with a wretched cry, humming when you squirted all over her face as she watched your cunt clench and flutter wildly. “Pussy is so fucking pretty when it’s all messy like this. Oh, no no no…”

The sting of her palm landing against your cheek made you gasp, your eyes focusing slowly when she rested her forehead against yours and purred as her hands kept possessively roaming over your body. You just licked your lips while you gazed back at her, whining when she kissed you and wiggling your toes when you felt your limbs starting to wake up.

“There’s my girl.” Carol just pressed kisses all over your face when you gave her a sloppy grin, rolling to the side and pulling you close while you just kept mumbling stupidly. “You’re gonna have to smack me more often, I kinda like apologizing to you like this.”

[bi-lavelent]

Brie Larson x fem-reader part 1

warning: contains mentions to sex and mentions of mental health. Contains mentions to murder and killing. Contains mentions to pedophillia.

Brie will not be in the chapter it is just the start. I hope you enjoy

Chapter 1 Childhood Trauma

"Mothers, everyone has one, Every girl needs them, Every man wants them, Every baby cries for them, Every human praises them." - Y/N Y/L/N

My life starts simple; While At Least I thought. You see the story I was told growing up was. My gorgeous, beautiful, Intelligent Mom met  my Handsome, Funny Dad and fell in love. They got married and then they  had me. It was the Exact American Dream, It wasn’t Gatsby and Daisy. My Dad and I were best friends. They Made me realize who I would want to marry. We were always going to be that perfect little family. Although that’s where the happiness ends. The rest isn’t  good, though how much stuff do you think can happen in 9 months? less than a year you're probably thinking not that much. Well trust me a lot can happen, my mom did everything a person could do to ruin my life before it even started. But for you to be able to know that part of the story you will need to wait till I'm older, like I did. 

Born into a Christian and Catholic family, and when I say that I mean it my dad was the youth group pastor and my mom was well she said she was catholic that should have been my first signal. That all being said, I was raised to have pride in my family and to love god. I met my childhood best friend at church. Her name was  Ezra Lee. She was named after a colonial Soldier from the 1800s. He was supposedly related to her. The first memory I have is of me and her playing in a sandbox 

. . . . .

"Hey, I have to go to the bathroom." I said to my best friend Ezra Lee  

"Okay I'll wait here." She said back to me

. . . . .

Looking back at this event makes me look at how simple our lives were, You see we thought that we would always get to have this perfect life and in a way her stayed okay or atleast better than mine. I ran into her a few years ago. She was in New York for New years and she had stopped at an ice cream shop in time square. I'm still not sure if I was happy to see her have the life. We both always dreamed about. We had promised each other that we would set each other on blind dates were we would meet our husbands and we would be the others kids' Aunt. But given that was back when I thought I was gonna marry men we were clearly wrong because now I’m writing this while my wife is sitting on the couch watching a romcom. I guess things never go according to plan anyway. Back to the past I realize How happy we were. How innocent  we were. It also makes me question why I didn't realize what was happening around me. It should have been obvious to me but I guess that when you're a kid you're oblivious of what happens around you. I mean it was normal for our  parents to leave their kids in their backyard alone at the age four but then again we were kids and this was normal to us. I have very few memories of being a happy child but I do remember this next fairly clearly. Because it has affected the rest of my life. You see in Colorado I was told by my mom that the normal age to lose your Virginity is 6. So the next part isn’t really going to affect a lot of my life but at the same time it has everything to do with the family I’ve built for myself. 

At a young age I did not only have feelings for the boys at my school but also the girls being a christian I thought that this was wrong. It might be that as an adult it's still hard to tell what's true and what's not but this one thing as a child had a big influence on my life. I remember being five and dating this girl back then dating was more like being best friends. When you're a kid you make a lot of mistakes; But I never thought that I would make this one. As a Preschooler and Elementary student I was considered a bit of a player, and to be honest my friends and my partner still think I am. I would chase the boys around and tackle them and kiss them I would pay them to date me; and like every player I cheated.I was at five and at spring break camp and went behind this boy that i still had a crush on named Christopher to get a crayon to color with, and I saw an opportunity my mind raced back in forth between his back and my lips, Back, lips, Back, lips. This was my opportunity so i sized the moment and  leaned down and kissed him. This was the end of everything. 

I was  popular or so I though you see I didn’t relize that people only liked me because they were scared of me, not because people liked me.blooming back I would have been scared of me too I was a lost kid who didn’t understand how to deal with emotions. Not only that but I had ADHD and Autism you see people love me because I’m diffrent now. But kids are scared of they don’t understand. You see I was like “Young Sheldon.” But my parents didn’t want me to be but you see she liked me she made an exception.she accepted me as an equal not someone to be feared atleast that was until I fucked up. You see she was the one for me the one that I had just messed everything up with. The day that we went back to school everyone in every grade was talking about what I had done. I didn't realize what I had done wrong (I mean it was a elementary relationship those don’t even count right; well apparently they started to count somewhere along the line. But I should also let you know that most pepole in Colorado lose there V card bettween the ages of 5-9  I didn’t no matter who I liked. I’m old fashioned I wanted to wait till marriage. That didn’t end up happening but once you have it with the person who you marry it’s not the same. You feel a spark of deepest emotions and regrets finally being released.) until I saw her and I felt this pit in my stomach grow. 

I walked up to her but kept staring at the ground and said "hay" 

she didn't not respond 

I started to say what I wanted to say and then the bell rang so I said to her, "I'll see you at recess. I want to discuss this."

I made it through the rest of my day with my head down until recess when I got outside I ran up to her smiling. We started to walk around and then I said, "we need some privacy to talk about this." so we moved to where no one could hear us.

She said, "Why did you do it?"

I responded looking down at the ground and kicking the dirt with my feet, "I don't know June."

June responded to me by saying, "Was it a dare?"

A part of me wanted to lie to her and say yes but the mature side of me developed and came out and said,"No."

She responded, "Why did you do it then?"

"I don't know but trust me there's not a bone in my body that doesn't want to take it back and doesn't regret doing it." I said as A tear fell down my face i quickly got rid of it in hopes that she wouldn't see it 

She told me, "How can I trust you when you cheated on me." ( by the way the only thing that I did was leaned over and kissed this kid on his back)

"I don't know what i was thinking." I said I took a pause to catch my breath so that I wouldn't cry and finished by saying,"I don't know if we can have the same level of trust but I will try every day for you to forgive me as long as it takes."

She stood up and Said "I don't think it will be i don't think i can trust you ever again."

"I love you." I said looking straight into her eyes making sure we both were making eye contact. ( I didnt love her because at this point in time I don’t know what love was. My  gorgeous family is across the room; As i wright  this and I don’t fell the same about her as I do about them. But at that point in time I thought I loved her things changed)

"And I hate you." she replied

I just stood there not knowing what to say. I wish I had said something because it might have saved me from these next words but then again I don't think anything could have as the two words I never wanted to come out of someone I loved mouth.

she said, "were over."

My world went dark I ran away crying and that pit didn't leave for a long time neither did the me not smiling and me not laughing and me not being happy it all went away for a very long time. So did the popularity the same day as everyone saw me being vulnerable and weak. I lost it all. Yet did I know that this was just the start of My Trauma as a child. This day ended everything good going for me or so I thought. You see for a long time I thought that no one else would care. But little did I know that there was someone having a normal life in Sacramento California. You see I was 8 when this happens which means she was 6 and attending the American Conservatory Theater which is located in San Francisco. See it’s weird saying all this because we have an 8 year old and a 6 year old right now and I just am so happy that there lives will be diffrent then ours. Anyway The next thing I know I was in the principal's office everyday. I remember one day Threatening to kill a kid and I was down in the office when the principal walked in. 

"Hello Jefferson," I said

"Hello Y/N," He replied 

"Can we just get this over with," I snarkly replied

"There are some people here to talk with you." He said in stern voice

I looked behind him expecting to see my parents but what I saw wasn't that It was two police officers. One started talking to me.

"Hello Mrs.?" one of them asked

"Y/L/N" I said

"Well Mrs.Y/L/N Im John. Will you come with us please," He asked

"Why?" I said standing up

"Hay SIT." He yelled as he pointed a tazer at me 

"Your not the boss of me." I said

Everything went fuzzy and black The next thing I knew I was getting taken out of the school in handcuffs and being put in the back of a cop car. It turned out they thought it wasn’t John though it was an officer who got fired shortly there after. I went to the station and waited at the station until they called my mom. I could hear the call. 

John asked,"Hello is this Mrs.Y/N/L ?"

My mom replied, " Yes, who's this?"

"This is officer john," He said well smiling at me

"What you want officer," My mom said 

"Well I have your daughter here, we need you to come pick her up." John said

"Yah no That's not gonna happen." My mom said and hung up.

I was seven and this isn't even the worst of it. I Stayed in that jail cell till anyone in my family would pick me up. Sadly no one ever did it was 1 year and 9 months until I saw my mother again but she wasnt there for me she was being arrested herself. They didn’t really have room for me in the officer area but I made that cell my home. I just don’t know how permanent it would become. 

I chuckled in my head and said in my head "that's where I got it." 

She had been there for a few days to get clean. The officers John, Peter, Liam, Roy, Rodger, Rodney, Zack, Kyle, Steve and Tony all treated me like family, not like a prisoner but like one of them. I remember Liam coming over to my cell and sitting down to play cards with me.  Well playing he told why my mom was there how she got caught high and selling drugs, how she was already wanted for being a sexual predator. Do you think this is enough trauma yet? Yah I would have too if i were you, but my life had other plans. They found my father 2 months later. He and my mother had split once she had started getting into drugs and when he found out that she was a sexual predator. We Were happy for 2 years. When he started drinking I was 10. When he started drinking he drank so much that some nights he wouldnt even be home when I would wake up. He would abuse me and I didnt know what to do. So one day I went to the police station and ran straight into peter. 

"Hello peter," I said

"Hay chipmunk. why are you here?" He said

Them  he looked at me and saw the bruises they kept me there until they arrested my dad for abuse. They gave me 2 options. I could change my identity and become a foster kid or I could live with my grandparents. I said i wanted to live with my grandparents and they drove me their  and gave my stuff to my grandparents thats were I lived until College. It was 1 year later I was 11 and I had to make a family tree i kept bugging my grandparents to tell me about my family but they just would ignore it. 

Until  one day my grandma set me down and said "do you really wanna know about your family," 

See I mean I really didn’t need to know because the assignment was done already as this was 9 months later. Which they used to keep me knowing because everything I mentioned happened in 9 months and a little bit before than.

I replied "yes"

"Okay sit down Me and your grandpa met in college and fell in love. your mom met your dad's brother and his friends in highschool, and your mom is a bit of a psychopath. You see she killed them, she stabbed most of them and burnt a couple alive. With the help of your father's ex wife. Who I think you know because she was your childhood best friend's mother .  Your father and your mother met in college in therapy. Your father for the death of his brother and Your Mother for mental help. They started dating, got married and got pregnant with you. The first four months she slept with your fathers ex wife.  You see your father and her got married Junior year of high school and were only married for only two years. Your father did not know they murdered a bunch of people in those 4 months about 43 people to be percisis they broke up to hide from the cops they got plastic surgery to not look the same so that the

 cops wouldn't find them. They weren’t that’s smart of people your mom never had been but the only time she was smart was when her sisters pet died or when she was getting in trouble you see she was always in the principal's office. ( wow just like me) After they broke up Your mother started hooking up with your fathers father, your grandfather your mother killed, your fathers mother your grandmother. Your mother slept with a highschooler 14 years old that kid was. The next was 17, then 12, then 9, then 10, then 5, then 4, then a 15 year old. She  wrote in journals that she couldn’t stop because they always made her fell so good. (I still question if this is why she kept on touching my legs when we were laying together.She always wanted me to sleep next to her. Another thing that only the cops knew for a while I find it hard to talk about is that my dad told my mom to go into the bedroom so they could do stuff she grabbed me and said can she come too.My dad stopped her and said no.) but she  kept those kids  in the basement of a house only she and no one else knew she owned .  Well she was still with your grandfather. your grandfather and her used to do drugs ( later on I also I found out that they would drug my dad and do drugs of off him and have sex on top of him while he was drugged.)in his son's house well he was at work at this time your mother had been pregnant with you 7 months. She stabbed your grandfather well sleeping  next to him. Blew up the house with the kids in it and then once your father found out she was doing drugs he checked her into a hospital to get her clean and make sure you were okay. they stayed married tell you were 1 to make sure she wouldn't do drugs during this one year he caught her cheating on him with the man you called dad for the rest of your life and divorced her your mother set her ex girlfriend up with your father they had your sister also and named her Ezra if I’m right she way your  best friend thats why they were always over there your dad divorced her when she cheated out him with your mother and the man you called your father. So did you really wanna know your family history?" she  asked me

" how do you know all of this," I asked

she pulled out a bunch of journals and diaries "because your mom wrote everything down."

When I said trauma I ment trauma. This drove something deep down in my core. You see I had always wanted to be a cop to give families the justice that they needed so I headed to the police satiation and ran into Johnson arms crying I could breathe I finally told him everything and . I showed them all the journals I stayed there for the night. The next day we went to the location where my mom had hid all the bodys that stupid bitch kept track of everything. My dog is even better at hiding his bones in our bed. Although I  was praying that they didn't find anybody, once we started finding bodies we never stopped finding the bodies there were too many too count. It guess she hadn’t stopped after I was born. I looked down in shock Crying. I walked up to John. 

I didn't know what to say but I said Cryinging " I want a normal life again. Everyones gonna look at me diffrent. I know that can't happen now but i'm willing to prove against my mom wrong. I feel bad for all these families but I want to do something normal.". 

John and I had a talk along with my grandparents and we decided that it would be better to have me be homeschooled. So that the bully wouldn’t get to me. It didn’t but I still struggled. I would go to the local store and people wouldn’t sell stuff to me. I was outside playing in the street and a car pulled up. It was the parents of the kids they had come to yell at me. They said I shouldn’t deserve to be alive and that they should look both me and my mom up. My grandfather came out and stopped him.

John wanted me too atleast stay near kids and I said theater actually what happened was. 

"Like what?" John said 

"I know i can't go to school yet because they don’t trust me and that i need to be acclimated into normall that’s why im doing homeschool but maybe( I looked down a saw a poster for a theater production at a highschool for Chicago there was a hot girl on the front wearing only a bra and pants.) i could start with doing theater." I said (hopping there would be hot pepole)

That's when this career choice started. That's when I made the first decision that I can remember. I arrived there that morning as a 12 year old left feeling like a 30 year old; With back issues needing a back massage and foot rub but that was all after my moms went to court

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[writing-imagines]

“Broken Trust” A Brie Larson imagine

Possible warnings: cheating and tipsy Brie

Things between you and Brie had been tense the past few weeks. You were stressed about a work presentation and Brie was stressed from traveling from city to city doing press. No matter how hard you to tried to stop it, you two would end up fighting pretty much anytime you talked. You started to wonder if weeks of fighting could destroy your three year relationship.

That all changed when Brie came home from the press tour. She brought home your favorite food, wine, and flowers. Before you could even greet her, Brie wrapped her arms around you and kissed you as if her life depended on it. Just as you felt like you were going to pass out from the lack of oxygen, Brie pulled away but kept you close.

“I missed you so much, y/n.”

“I-I missed you too, Brie.” You said breathlessly, trying to make sense of the situation.

“I got your favorite dinner and wine. Tell me all about your business presentation while we eat.”

Brie let go of you and walked into the dining room to set everything up. You stood in the living room, feeling very confused about what was happening. Brie was acting like the past few weeks hadn’t happened and that you never faught.

You shook the odd feeling away and joined Brie in the dining room. As per her request, you told her all about how your presentation went. She was hanging on every word you said while looking absolutely in love with you. Her look made you feel butterflies in your stomach, something you hadn’t felt in a while.

After you told your story, you asked Brie how the tour went. She just shrugged and said it was pretty uneventful. You thought that was weird considering how excited she was to give interviews about Captain Marvel, but you ignored it and focused on that loving look Brie was giving you.

Close to an hour later the bottle of wine was almost empty and Brie was all over you. Her hands were running up and down your sides while her lips kissed every inch of your face.

“Upstairs?” She mumbled, looking up at you for the first time since the impromptu make out session started.

“Yeah upstairs.” You giggled as Brie tried to stand up without topling over. The two of you managed to make it upstairs even though you were both giggling messes.

You woke up the next morning with your back pressed to Brie’s front while her arms were wrapped protectively around you. A small smile formed as you remembered the nights events, specifically all of the I love you’s. Carefully, you slid out of Brie’s grip and slipped on a hoodie and shorts. You snuck downstairs with the intention of making breakfast.

When you made it down to the kitchen and immediately noticed your phone screen light up with a text. It wasn’t until you got closer that you realized just how many messages you had. All of your friends had texted you something along the lines of: I’m so sorry or if you need a place to stay I got you covered.

You were greatly confused until you opened an article attached to one of the text. Your chest ached when you read the title.

Brie Larson And Mystery Womam Spotted During A Romantic Rendezvous in NYC

You scrolled down a little but stopped once you saw the photo. It was of Brie with her arms wrapped around a dark haired woman’s waist and her lips pressed against the woman’s cheek outside a restaurant in New York. You tried not to panic, maybe the woman was one of Brie’s friends that you had yet to meet? You scrolled a little further and saw the various other pictures that debunked your theory.

The other pictures showed your girlfriend kissing the woman. She didn’t look regretful or sad about what she was doing, in fact, Brie looked happy to kiss the woman. There were more pictures of them walking down the street and a few of them walking into a hotel.

You felt sick and angry, not understanding why she would do this. Yes, your relationship had it’s ups and downs, but you never thought it was bad enough for her to look for someone else.

“Babeee, where’d you go?.” You heard Brie whine as she walked down stairs. Instantly, your heart started to beat faster and heat crept across your cheeks. Brie could tell something was wrong once she got close to you.

“What’s wrong, y/n?”

“You cheated on me. That’s what’s wrong, Brie.” Her face became instantly white as she looked like a deer in headlights.

“I-I can explain.”

“Oh yes, please explain how you cheated on me.” You started to feel tears pool in your eyes and eventually roll down your cheeks.

“I made a huge mistake. It was after our fight on Thursday. I was really upset and decided to have a few drinks. This woman sat beside me and we ended up talking for a few hours and-“ Brie stopped talking and looked down at the ground. You knew where this was going, but you needed to hear it to believe it.

“And you fucked her? Is that why you were so happy when you got home? Because you got to see your little girlfriend?”

“Y/n-“

“Answer me, Brie.”

“Yes, we slept together. Baby, I’m so sorry. Please let me fix this.”

“You can’t fix this.” Your voice cracked. Brie tried to reach for your hand, but you yanked it away.

“Don’t touch me! You lost that privilege.”

“Y/n...please.”

You didn’t say anything, instead you walked upstairs and began throwing your clothes into a bag. You never thought Brie would break your heart like this. All those nights you talked about getting married or having kids felt like a waste of time now.

Once you had enough clothes to last you a week, you walked back downstairs. Brie was standing in the same spot as you left her but now she was crying.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to a friend’s house. I can’t be around you right now.”

“Please, don’t leave. We can talk about this and work it out. I love you so much, y/n.”

“You don’t get it, do you? I still love you, but you broke my heart. I can’t trust you anymore, Brie.”

“I know and I’m so sorry. I’m going to fix this, I promise.”

You shook your head and walked out the front door. You tossed the bag into the passenger seat of your car as you slid in the drivers side. Before you backed out of the driveway, you looked up to see Brie leaning against the door frame. Part of you wanted to stay and fix things, the other part told you to leave.

You took a deep breath before pulling out of the driveway and onto the street. Tears flooded your eyes again, but you knew it was for the best. 

Part 2

[roryywrites]

Won’t leave you

Summary: your anxiety and depression is slowly creeping in back to your life, it a good thing that your girlfriend Carol is there when you get the most horrible news of your life.

Paring: Carol Danvers x reader

Genre: angst, fluff (a little)

Word count: 2k+

Warnings: suicide attempt, talks of previous suicide attempt, self harm, talks of depression, talks of anxiety, death of a minor character, grief, explicit language

A/n: hi! this is my first angsty story, happy reading! :)

It’s been six months since your last attempt and you’ve been slipping back into it again. The only thing keeping you from ending it all is your girlfriend, Carol.

She was there for you six years ago when the Avengers recruited you because of your abilities and she is still here for you. Your relationship with her was rocky at first. The first time you met her she was the rudest, meanest bitch among the team, but after seeing you breakdown in front of her she became your best friend.

After two years of moments and attempts she asked you to be her girlfriend, and your exact reaction was, “you want ME to be YOUR girlfriend?” and it made the blonde laugh her ass off.

Now here you are, four years later, on a break from the Avengers and in a house in Los Angeles with your beautiful girlfriend.

~ ~ ~

It was a Saturday morning and you woke up to Carol peppering you with kisses. “Good morning” she said with a smile and peck your lips, you groaned and snuggled into her. She laughed and wrapped her arms and legs around you. After a bad couple of months Carol’s warmth and sent enveloping you was everything you needed.

Your depression and anxiety has been creeping its way into you again and six months ago you tried to take your life, again. If it wasn’t for Carol you wouldn’t be in her arms anymore.

“Hi baby” your voice muffled by her chest. Carol wasn’t wearing a shirt, like the usual, and just wore a sports bra and boxers. You usually wear the same amount of clothes as her but when you get bad you wear her brown extremely soft hoodie.

You’ve been wearing her hoodie for the past week and Carol didn’t mind at all. You both shared clothes all the time and it had become a normal thing after your first year. “I missed you” the blonde said and nuzzled her nose into your hair.

Carol hasn’t been with you for a month and in some mission on another planet. Having a superhero for a girlfriend was amazing but there are times you just wished she wasn’t.

“I missed you more. When did you get back?” You asked her and pulled away just enough to see her hazel eyes.

“Last night” she replied and started to play with your hair. You looked at her with your eyebrows furrowed and a pout. She chuckled at you and kissed your forehead. “I didn’t want to wake you. You barely get any sleep as is.” She explained and sat up on the bed.

She was right, you haven’t been getting sleep ever since Carol left for the mission. The only times you’ve been getting sleep was when she was on the phone with you, which wasn’t often.

You rolled your eyes and sit up with her and immediately hugged her waist. She happily took you in and hugged you back, her hands on your back and she started giving you back scratches.

“Mmm, I miss this. I miss you”

“I’m here. I’m not leaving you for that long anymore.” You pouted and laid back down on the bed. The blonde laughed at you and got off the bed reaching her hand out.

You groaned and cover yourself up with a blanket. “Ah nope” was the last thing you heard before you were lifted up and brought to the living room.

Carol always took care of you, and you always took care of her. Every time you’d go bad Carol would be there, and every time she’d go bad you’d be there.

“Alright, what do you want for breakfast?” The blonde asked while scouring the fridge. You didn’t answer her and just rolled up in a ball.

Carol turned around and saw you all balled up and rushed to you. Her hands cupped your face, “hey hey hey, don’t go to your corner. I’m here, okay? I’m here” her lasts words dialing down to a whisper.

You gave her a nod and a small smile, “can we have doughnuts and waffles for breakfast?” you asked and the blonde chuckles and nods.

She gave you a kiss before walking back to the fridge to look for the ingredients, and after a good look she realized she didn’t have enough ingredients. “Hey I’m gonna have to go out and buy some, I won’t take long”

You looked at her with puppy eyes and pout. You never want Carol to leave, even if it was just for breakfast. Carol leaving you wasn’t usually a hard thing to do but your anxiety gets to you sometimes.

“You’re buying the food or ingredients?”

“If I buy the ingredients then it’ll take until tomorrow for us to eat breakfast, so the food”

“Okay, you don’t have to be so sarcastic about it” you huffed and crossed your arms. The blonde laughs and attacks you with cuddles and kisses. You give in to her touch and hugged her back.

//

You look around the room for the noise and finally found your phone ringing. Your mom was calling.

Mom?

“Hey! What’s up ma?” You heard her sniffles and cries through the phone and your heart immediately dropped to your stomach.

Her sniffles and cries were heavy and you could hear other people in the background, crying too. “Hey, what wrong? Is everyone okay?”

“H-honey…” she took awhile to catch her breath and eventually your dad had to take over. His breath shaky and sniffles barely heard.

Your dad never wanted anyone seeing him cry and the fact that he’s crying with people means it’s a big thing. “Dad what’s wrong?” You frown and heard his shaky breath.

“It’s your brother…” your heart dropped even further down. Your breath hitched, “h-he got into a car accident… honey, he didn’t make it”

Your vision became blurred, your head became light and you dropped your phone. Your legs failed you and you fell to the floor, the pain of the impact not affecting you at all.

You couldn’t feel anything, you got back to your dark corner and built you wall back up, and without noticing you accidentally used your abilities. Your body lifting itself up and your legs in the air.

This hasn’t happen for a long time

You’re flying, after four years of not using your abilities, you’re flying. The hurt and loss overwhelming you, you actually flied.

You took advantage of this and flew out the window to the sky, not noticing Carol had gotten home. “What the fuck-“

You got in the air and tears rolled down your face and blurred your vision even more. “N-no. No no no no no, this can’t be real” you muttered and buried your face to your hands.

Carol flew over to you, extremely confused but realized something had happen when she sees you crying. “Hey hey hey, what’s wrong? You haven’t flown in four years.”

The sound of Carol’s voice snapping you up from your hands and letting her fully see your tears. Her heart broke when she saw you crying.

“M-my brother… he got i-into… fuck-“ you stumbled on your words and left Carol even more confused. “He got into an accident, Carol”

Your heart dropped when finally hearing those words come out your mouth. You feel Carol’s arms tightly warped around you and heard her whisper something.

Your brother has been there for you through everything, your bad times, your good times. He accepted you when no one did, especially when you came out to him. He first laughed it off but realized you were serious and hugged you and whispered the words “I love you, you’re still my sister. You know I think I understand you more now”

He genuinely understood you, and only three people did. He defended you to bully’s in high school, defended you to your parents. You both understood each other and some may call it your twin tuition, and maybe it was.

“Jesus, I’m so sorry y/n. I know how much he meant to you” Carol said still hugging you. You pulled away from her and backed away from her. Your breaths getting heavier until you started to hyperventilate.

No no no, this can’t be real. Fuck! No no no

“This can’t be real” you muttered as Carol slowly flew closer to you. “Love… this is real… I’m so sorry but it’s real” she said and reached her hand out to touch my arm.

You pulled away and flew farther from her even more. “No! This… no!” Carol sighed and slowly moved towards you again, trying not to let you move away.

“Y/n, listen to me” you heard her voice but nothing registered, “look at me y/n” the blonde commanded and you snapped your eyes up, looking at her hazel eyes. She saw your eyes filled with tears and hurt and it broke her heart.

You could see from her eyes that she was telling you everything was real. “It’s real y/n. I’m so sorry but it’s real, baby” your eyes filled up with tears again and one by one, your tears rolled down your cheek.

“It’s real… no” you mumbled and your mind went blank. The next moments were a completely blur. You stopped using your abilities and just fell. Carol immediately went after you and caught you just in time.

“JESUS FUCK Y/N” her voice bringing you back to reality, and you saw her on her knees with her hands cupping your face.

You were on the ground of a roof and Carol in front of you, tears threatening to fall. Holy shit, what did I do. You don’t remember what you did but quickly put the pieces together.

“I’m so sorry Carol” she looked up from the ground and you saw a tear shed. You quickly pull her in for a hug but she resisted at first, “no!” You ignore her words and pull her in even harder and this time she didn’t resist anymore.

You hold her for minutes until she pulled away, “don’t do that y/n. Please don’t leave me, I won’t be able to go through that” she said and wiped her tear aside.

You knew Carol was right. She won’t be able to go through it, not after everyone she loved left her. Carol’s past was complicated like yours but hers was a different kind of complicated. She’s lost so much people, her best friend, best friends actually, and after that she’s been all work and no relationships. That’s until she met you and you broke her walls to her heart down.

“I won’t, love. I swear, I won’t leave you.”

//

“Alright, thanks” you hung up the phone and turned around to see Carol on the bed with arms wide open.

You just hung up with a funeral home and made some arrangements so your mom won’t have to. The news has sunk in and it’s gonna be a hard couple of months but at least you had Carol.

“Funeral is in three days” you sighed and sat on the foot of the bed. Carol crawled towards you and turned you to her direction. “You can do this, I’m here” you nod at her and fall into her arms.

It was ten in the evening and Carol was extremely tired already. She yawed and you looked up at her and see her eyes drooping. “You’re tired Carol.” You said and caress her cheek, “no I’m fine” she lied and rubbed her eyes.

You chuckled at her antics and got off her. She whined and pouted when you left her arms but you just carried her off the bed and to the couch.

She didn’t resist you and just melted into your arms as you walk out the room. Her soft smile, golden blonde hair, and beautiful hazel eyes, giving you everything you needed.

“Since you’re not tired then we’re gonna watch a movie. Oh wait, nope, we’re watching a documentary” you told her and she groans.

Carol always hated documentaries but you loved them. So every time you’d watch one with Carol she’d always complain until you would just turn it off.

“Okay finee im tiredd, now we’re not watching a documentary” she huffed and rolled her eyes. You laughed and took her back to the room and placed her down on the bed.

The moonlight highlighting her features perfectly as she falls asleep almost immediately when you put her down.

I love you Carol Danvers, and I’m gonna marry you one day

You slip in beside her and after staring at the ceiling for half an hour you fall asleep.

~Two months later~

It had been two months since your brother’s death and it’s been incredibly hard. You found it hard to get out of bed, eat, move, it’s been hard to just talk. The only thing keeping you going was Carol, she forced you out of bed most days and if McDonald’s wasn’t invented you would’ve starved.

“C’mon, let’s go” the blonde nudged you to the other side of the bed hoping you would get up on your own but you just ended up throwing a pillow to her face. Carol groaned and blasted the pillow, letting it go up in flames.

Once Carol saw the smoke she immediately put the flame out and turned to you to see if she caught your attention but you were still face flat on the mattress.

Carol had been having a bad morning and decided to just pull you up. She flipped you around —back to the mattress— and gripped your arms and was about to pull until you winced. She immediately let you go and you went crashing down on the mattress.

You had been cutting again and didn’t tell Carol, but decided to tell her since she was about to find out. You opened your mouth to speak but before you can get a word out Carol lifted your sleeves up. She gasped at the sight of your cuts —fresh ones too.

“Fuck” her breathy voice laced with hurt and a little anger. You looked up at the blonde and saw tears pooled in her eyes. You took her hand to yours but she pulls away and sits down beside you and sighed.

You knew you were about to have another talk with her. Not the teenaged, don’t do this crap but the ‘I’m here for you’ talk. “Y/n… I would love to tell you to stop but I know you can’t, and I know loosing your brother has been incredibly hard, and me out of everyone would get it. Baby, what I’m saying is… try to stop, love. Little by little, step by step, just try. And if you want help, I’m here, okay?” You nodded her her words and a tear roller down your cheek.

Carol caressed your cheek, wiping the tear away and pulled you in for a hug and you happily hugged her back. You sighed and squeezed her tight before pulling away to stand. You huffed a breath out and reached a hand out to Carol and pulled her up. “Can you help me clean?” You asked pointing to your arm and wounds. The blonde smiled and nodded and you both walked to the bathroom.

Carol washed off the dried up blood and cleaned the wounds before lightly dabbing some alcohol on it. You winced at the sting but then eased on letting Carol continue.

You spent the rest of the day in the outdoors. First by going grocery shopping and coming back home and heading out again to the park. You decided to take a walk with your girlfriend and took some pictures of her with little kids. The day was amazing and it was the start of your ‘healing process’.

[marvel-sluts]

Would you be up to doing a brie Larson x fem reader with prompt 8? With lots of fluff?

8 - Takes care of you when you are drunk

Prompt list

Drunken confessions

Pairing: Brie Larson x reader

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, drunkenness, swearing.

Summary: After getting a bit too drunk at a party, your girlfriend takes you home.

A/N: I've never written for Brie before so I hope this was okay, enjoy <3.

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"Is she okay?" Chris Evans asked, nudging Brie softly and pointing at you. You were stood on a table, obviously very tipsy as you screamed the words to the song playing.

"Oh god, I forgot she was a lightweight." Brie mumbled, "hold this for a second please." She said, handing Chris her drink before heading over to you.

"Come on baby, come and dance with me." You said, as you saw her approaching.

"No darling, your drunk. I think the bartender was a little bit too generous with your drinks." Your girlfriend giggled, "come on, let's get you home."

"Nooo, let me stay baby. I wanna dance, I love this song." You said, grabbing her hand and dragging her towards the dance floor.

"Fine one dance, but then we go home." Brie said, wrapping her arms around your hips to steady you. "You know what? I think your a lightweight, even though you keep denying it." Brie said simply as the two of you swayed to the music.

"Brie, I don't feel so good." You mumbled, tripping over your own feet as you tried to get away from the crowded dance floor.

"Come on baby, let's get you home." She said, taking your hand and leading you outside, successfully managing to get you down the stairs without falling.

Brie reached her free hand into your bag, fumbling around for the keys. Finally she felt them, pulling her hand out of the bad she unlocked the car and helped you into the passenger seat.

"Nooo, I wanna drive." You slurred, reaching over for the wheel.

"Sorry baby, but you aren't in any condition to drive." Brie laughed, doing up your seat belt before closing the door and heading over to the drivers side. She quickly texted Chris, explaining the situation and apologising for leaving so early before starting up the car and setting off, wanting to get you home as fast as possible.

"I'm gonna be sick." You mumbled not long after. Brie pulled the car over sharply, heading around to the passenger side to find you already hurling your guts out in a bush. She hurried forward, grasping your hair and holding it up.

"Thank you." You muttered, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand with a sigh.

"No problem darling, let's get you home." Brie said, leading you back to the car and starting it up. Not long later the two of you pulled up outside Brie's house. It made sense for her to bring you here, recently you have been spending more time here than in your own home.

A few minutes later you were tucked in bed with minimal injuries. Brie lay beside you, her arm draped lazily over your body, holding you in a protective embrace.

"I love you." You murmured, a sleepy smile gracing your features.

"I love you too." Brie mumbled, her stomach doing backflips as she realised the two of you had never actually said the L word. "So much." She added.

In that moment she realised just how much she loved you, she was ready to help you through your hangover in the morning, and any others after that. She loved you and you loved her.

[dnvrsmedia]

Ready or Not

Carol Danvers x Reader 

request: none

summary: you get promoted to become apart of the world’s mightiest heroes. you meet carol & hit it off right away. how will your relationship bloom?

AN: this is going to be a series, so stick around! i’m super excited to get back into writing my best girl!! i hope you all had a wonderful holiday season & are staying safe. <3

part 1, 2

  Holy shit is all you could repeat in your head. You’ve just come out of a meeting with Agent Hill and Director Fury and all you could repeat in your head was ‘holy shit’. The day started off as a normal day at HQ. You had gotten back from a simple extraction mission a few days ago. All you had in store was paper work and training...or so you thought. About an hour into work, you get a call from Agent Hill. Now, this wasn’t all that weird to you since you and Hill have grown closer throughout your time at S.H.I.E.L.D. 

 “Hey Hill, did I do something wrong already?” You jokingly say. It has become a running gag between you and her that you can never file your paperwork properly. 

 “Not yet, but I’m actually calling because Fury wants to talk. Meet us at his office in 15. Don’t be late.” And with that ever so ominous tone, she hangs up.

  You, like many agents, have only had to deal with the Director a handful of times. You weren’t scared of the man per se, just scared of what you might have done to grant a visit from him. You work your way through the building with an anxious shake in your hands. You are Agent L/N, you were known for a lot of things, but being late was not one of them, and you are going to keep it that way. 

Ten minutes and a few elevator rides later, you made it to Fury’s floor with five minutes to spare. You took a long deep breath in to calm your nerves before knocking on his door. A stern, “Come in!” was voiced from the other side of the door. You straightened your blazer and walked in with your head held high. Fake til you make it, right? 

As you pull open the door, you see Director Fury facing the wall. You internally roll your eyes. How dramatic. As you walk further in, you notice Maria and two others. Those other two just so happen to be Captain Steve Rogers and Captain Carol Danvers. You have done a handful of missions and assignments with Steve, but you have yet had the chance to work with Captain Danvers. Your face immediately heats up when you notice Carol has seen you practically drooling over how stunning she is. You look back up to notice that she’s smirking at your embarrassment. God, this is going to be a long meeting. 

“Agent L/N,” Fury turns around and sticks out his hand for you to shake. 

“Director.” You take his hand in yours for a quick yet sturdy shake. You turn to your left to see Maria smirking. You furrow your brows and sneekily stick your tongue at her. Was that childish? Of course.

“Agent, You’ve met Captain Rogers,” Fury turns your attention to Steve. 

“Yes I have,” You give Steve a smile and shake his hand. “Always a pleasure, Captain.”

“Nice to see you, L/N.” Steve politely replies. 

“This is-” 

“Captain Danvers, but you, sweetheart, can call me Carol.” She interrupts Fury with a smirk. Your face immediately goes red again as she takes your hand. Instead of giving you a normal handshake, she brings your hand up to her mouth and winks. You felt like you were about to explode. You heard Maria trying to keep her giggles in and gave her your best side eye. Fury cleared his throat to regain your attention. 

“If the two of you are done,” He stares at Carol as she smiles smugly. “I'd like to get to the reason why we’re here.”  You shake your head and move to sit down. The only seat available just so happens to be right next to Carol. You sigh and focus all your attention on Fury. 

...

“An Avenger?” You yelp. Holy shit. You turn to Maria to make sure you heard him correctly. 

“We know how big of a commitment this is, so take your time, but we could definitely use someone of your skill on our team.” Steve kindly says. You look back at Carol almost as if you’re asking for her opinion. She gives you a smirk and a nod. Letting out a deep breath you turn back to face Steve and Fury. 

“When do I start?” You grin.

You were told that your things were going to be brought from your apartment and in the meantime you were to be given clothes to borrow for bed. After the meeting, you were escorted with Steve and Carol to the Avengers compound. They wanted you to get settled and meet the rest of the team as soon as possible. You were going to be scheduled on a mission in a couple of weeks. Having worked with the earth’s mightiest heroes before, you weren’t too worried about how you were to fit in. 

“Earth to Y/N.” Carol said taking you out of your train of thought. You turned to face her to see that infamous smirk she seemingly sports everywhere. 

“Uh hi? Sorry I was just thinking.” You awkwardly chuckled. 

“No worries, sweetheart. I was just wondering if you were hungry? We kind of came in before you could have your lunch.” 

Just when you were about to oppose, your stomach made a loud gurgling noise. You both look down to the source of the noise and start laughing. 

“I guess that answers my question then. How about after I give you the tour we order out from a local diner?” You look back up and see her with a hopeful look in her eye. She was pouting and giving you the biggest puppy dog eyes. She looked absolutely adorable. You silently hope that you could make her do that again. 

“Are you trying to get on my good side? Because if you are it’s definitely working.” You giggle and her face lights up. 

Steve pulls the car around to the garage and parks it. You step out of the car in awe. It is only hitting you now that this is going to be your life for the foreseeable future. All you could have ever wanted and needed was right in front of you. Steve comes up behind you and squeezes your shoulder. 

“Welcome to your new home, kid.”

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Honeymoon fade

Request:Hi. I have a request if that’s ok. Brie Larson x fem!reader, maybe where they’re on their honeymoon and Brie is just so lovey and is just spending the whole time being head over heals? Like constantly touching reader, always saying how in love with her she is

Warning: Fluff

Pairing: brie Larson x female! reader

Masterlists

Please don't post any of my content anywhere else without my permission. Comments and reblogs welcome!

Brie's head rested on your chest as you both laid under the sun. She drew a light circle on your stomach every now and then, placing kisses as well. You both just got married after 4 years of knowing each other. You thought back to the day you met her. She was so nervous around you. She was stumbling over her words as she tried to make conversation with you. At the end of the day she asked you to go on a date with her, you said yes and that was the start of the best days of your life.

"What are you thinking about love?" Brie's voice was soft as she asked you a question. You sighed. "Just thinking about the day we met. And how you were so nervous to talk to me. If you wouldn't ever get out of your comfort zone, then we wouldn't be together, and that's just scary." 

Brie turned around resting her head on your chest, looking up at you. "I'm so happy I didn't crap out, I met the most beautiful woman ever and now I'm married to you, I can't be more happier."

 She kissed you, before settling back on your chest. You ran your hands through her hair. "This place is extremely beautiful." You looked around the beach you and Brie were currently lounging on.

"Yeah but it's not as beautiful as you." You smiled before looking down at Brie. "Baby." She laughed."what, I'm serious. You are so beautiful I would just take you right here." You frowned at her. "Hey, now I want that." Brie laughed before returning to her spot. "I love you so much y/n y/l/n Larson." 

"I love you too Brie."

[wheresfury]

highest in the room

~Pairings: Brie Larson/fem!reader

~Warnings: daddy kink, spanking, fingering, fluff, maybe some dirty talk.

~Word count: 1,847

~Summary: Brie is set to host the Jimmy Kimmel show and her in that suit makes you want to do dirty things...

~Authors note: Hello! I know I said I’d be back in January but I got inspired today. So I’ve decided to post it as well. I hope its good... it’s a little different but I don’t want all my works to be the same if that makes sense. Ahem but yes Brie in a suit just kills me and this happened...eep enjoy and let me know what y’all think!

~Other works on my Masterlist.

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You were sat in the dressing room for Jimmy Kimmel. You were waiting on your girlfriend, Brie, who was hosting the show tomorrow and you were so proud of her. You couldn’t wait to see how amazing she’s going to be. You jump a little off the couch when she comes into the room. She giggles as she closed the door and locked it.

“On edge a bit, daddy?” You choke as she calls you that. She usually calls you that but only when the mood comes. You regain your composure and sit back on the couch. You look her up and down. She squirms at your stare. She looks stunning in her suit, she could pull anything off really.

“You look beautiful, baby. You always do but you in a suit makes me feel things.” She smirks and moves to stand in front of you.

“What kind of things, babe?” You hum and point to the ground. She recognizes the sign and gets down on her knees. She places her hands on your shins, cupping them.

“Dirty things, baby girl. I don’t know whether I want you in the suit or out of it for what we are about to do.” Brie blushes and massages the back of your legs.

“What are we going to do, daddy?” You chuckle as her blush deepened. You reach behind her head and take her hair out of its hold. Your fingers caress her soft hair as she purrs in delight. You lean down and take her lips in a soft passionate kiss. You both moan into it having not kissed since the morning. Your tongue traces the edge of her bottom lip, Brie immediately opens wide waiting for your tongue. You pull away before it gets too far. She pouts softly and you kiss her protruding lip.

“You are too cute, pup.” You motion for her to stand so you can get up as well. You kiss her neck as you begin to undress her slowly, starting with her slacks. Her hands come up to your shoulders, kneading softly. She kicks off her pants and panties once you pull them down far enough. You lick your lips at the sight of her long legs. Your hands massage her thighs as she whimpers. You look at her as your fingers make their way to her inner thighs. You bite your lip when your fingers meet wetness. You pull your hands away and undo her blazer.

“You’re already wet, baby? We just started.” You chuckle as her blush continues to stay on her beautiful face. You take off her blazer and loosen her tie. You unfold the collar of her shirt and release the tie. You unbutton her shirt all the way and take it off of her, leaving her with just the tie. You toss the shirt into the growing pile of clothes and tighten her tie once more. 

“Why just the tie, Y/N?” You look into her eyes both of your pupils blown out with lust.

“You look good with only this tie on, baby girl. Plus I need something to hold onto when you ride me.” You see Brie shake in anticipation. 

“Did you- are you… packing, daddy?” You frown and kiss her cheek.

“No, baby. I’m not packing today but my fingers are more than willing to fuck you if you wish them too, hm?” Brie’s skin shines with sweat beginning to accumulate from the confines of the dressing room. The bright lights on the mirror helping to create the heat that is building. You watch as a drop of sweat dribbles down her neck as she swallows. 

“I would like that, daddy.” You nod and find that drop with your tongue, following its trail back up Brie’s neck. She shivers once you reach her ear, nibbling on the lobe softly. Your hands grasp at her breast, squeezing the globes deliciously. Brie moans once you pinch her nipples, pulling slightly at the stiffened peaks. You hum and pull away seeing her pout as you do. You pinch her cheeks and coo at how adorable she is. You sit back on the couch and watch her. You take your time slowly drinking her image in, you’ve done it many times before but it never gets old. The anticipation also has Brie visibly shaking. You caress her body with your eyes taking every inch of her in. The wetness around her thighs, the tautness of her abs, her nipples standing at attention atop wonderful breasts, her lips quivering and her eyes filled with arousal. You could never get enough of Brie. Once you reach her eyes you knew she needed release. You had her on the edge. You pat your lap and smirk.

“Come on, Brie. Come straddle daddy’s lap.” She moans as you refer to yourself in third person- she loves that. She straddles your lap and whimpers at the feeling of your jeans on her thighs. Her arms wrap around your neck as she waits. You hum at her patience.

“Good girl.” Your hands caress her body gently as she purrs in delight. Your hands reach her ass and you massage the cheeks roughly. You kiss her arms as you squeeze her ass. 

“Daddy, please.” You smirk and kiss her lips before pulling away.

“What is it you want, princess?” She groans softly in frustration as you smirk knowing exactly what she wants. You decide to just give it to her. Your hands release her ass as they come down sharply on her cheeks. Brie yelps and moans loudly into your ear. 

“Fuck, baby. Spank me again.” You pull back and raise a brow at her.

“So demanding. Try that again, baby.” You see her look away sheepishly at her abruptness.

“Please spank me again, daddy.” You nod satisfied and spank Brie again with a little more force.

“Good pup.” She moans once again into your ear making you squeeze her reddening ass. You needed to be in her now. Your hands make their way to her thighs, rubbing them softly. One of your hands make its way between her thighs delving right into pure wet heat. You both moan as your fingers explore her pussy. You skip over her clit knowing she’d cum instantly at this point.

“You’re soaked, baby girl. Are you ready to ride my fingers, baby?” Brie nods her head quickly and sits up a bit more. 

“Yes, daddy. Can I request three to start?” Your eyes widen as you look into her eyes.

“Are you sure, Brie?” She hums as you continue to massage her folds.

“Yes, I think I’m ready enough, Y/N.” You nod in agreement as you revel in how wet she gets for you.

“If you’re ever uncomfortable what are our safe words?” 

“Red to stop, yellow to slow down or skip, green is all good.” Your other hand leaves her thigh to grip the back of her head and bring her into a heated kiss. This time your tongue enters her mouth, intertwining with hers. As your kiss gets messy your fingers find Brie’s entrance. She moans into your mouth as she sinks down on your fingers. You moan as well at the slick heat enveloping three of your fingers. You would never tire of this feeling. You break away from the kiss, a string of spit connecting you two. Brie pants as she begins to hump your fingers. You look down and watch as her pussy swallows your fingers with each movement of hers. You wiggle your fingers a bit to get them to curve. Brie screams as this new position hits her g spot perfectly.

“That’s it, baby girl. Ride your daddy’s fingers, faster baby. You want to cum, don’t you?” Brie’s hands grip your shoulders tight as she increases her pace. Your hand leaves her head and grips onto the tie. This was a visual you’d never want to forget. Brie panting and moaning as she rides your fingers, her skin glistening with nothing on but a tie. Damn how’d you ever get so lucky? You feel her walls begin to squeeze your fingers. Your lips attach themselves to her neck, leaving nips and kisses everywhere. 

“Mm, fuck, daddy! I’m close.” You moan and pull back looking into her eyes.

“Do you want to cum, baby girl?” Brie nods with a moan spilling from her pink puffy kissed lips. Your thumb comes up to rub her clit and she screams your name and throws her head back in pleasure.

“Cum for me, baby.” Her body shakes as her cunt squeezes your fingers impossibly tight. You start to pump your fingers as best you can to help her ride out her orgasm. You lick your lips at the sight. Her cum leaking onto your jeans. She whines as you slowly pull out of her, more of her leaking out at the motion. You moan as you put your fingers into your mouth. You stop at the first knuckle, moaning at Brie’s delicious taste. She whimpers as she watches you taste her essence.

“You taste so good, Brie. Nothing can compare to this. To you.” You hold up your fingers and she takes them into her mouth, cleaning them thoroughly. You’ll never get over this. Having Brie as your girlfriend and being able to do everything with her. Damn you’re so lucky. Before you know it she’s cleaned your fingers and brings you into a deep kiss. Your tongues dance and vibrate with your moans. The taste of Brie highlighted in the kiss. You both pull away when you hear a knock at the door.

“Your car is ready for you, Ms. Larson.” Brie clears her throat before answering.

“Thank you. We’ll be right out!” You both hear a yes ma’am before giggling. You kiss her softly taking everything in. Brie hums and brings you back in for another soft kiss.

“I love you, Y/N. I’m so lucky to have you.” You blush and nuzzle into her neck making her giggle. You smile and peck her neck with a kiss before pulling away.

“I love you too, Brie. Believe me I’m the lucky one here.” She hums and kisses your cheek.

“Let’s agree that we are both lucky to have each other.” You nod and bring her into another kiss. You’ll never get enough of her. You both pulled away reluctantly. 

“Let’s get you cleaned up, baby. I’m sure they’re wondering why it’s taking us so long.” Brie laughs and gets off of you. She points at your jeans with a smile.

“I think they’ll know, babe.” You blush at the realization that your jeans are completely fucked.

“Well we do have a reputation to uphold,” Brie looks at you in confusion, “that we can’t keep our hands off each other, baby girl.” You get up and join Brie in her laughter. She pulls you into a kiss that could barely be counted as one with it filled with laughter. You cannot wait to spend the rest of your life with this incredible woman.

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[versdan]

Sugar (Carol Danvers x Reader)

Summary: you’re missing carol while she’s away on a mission but she’s only a phone call away.

A/N: song! fic! yes lmao. I’ve had this song in my head for a few days and it’s just...so cute and I’m missing my galactic wife Carol so boom, this was created. Hope you guys enjoy & sorry for any typos! Requests are open!

pairings: Carol Danvers x F!Reader

Song: Sugar - Brockhampton

Lyrics are bolded & in italics!

please don’t plagerize/repost my work! x

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Spending all my nights alone, waiting for you to call me

You're the only one I want by my side when I fall asleep

Carol’s arm band rang while she stood, looking out the spaceship, calculating her next move to figure out which planet to go to next. She had left Earth two months prior, trying to get everything under control on other planets after Thanos’ snap but to be truthful, it was just as hectic and disheartening as it was on Earth.

Looking down, she saw it was your name that had popped up and a soft smile grew on her face. Saying she missed you was an understatement. She missed everything from Earth but everything about you is what she wanted right at this moment and every moment she was away.

Placing down a detachable piece from her arm band on the floor, a full apparition of you appeared infront of her and it almost seemed real, as if you teleported there and were standing infront of her. But it was just a simple hologram.

You were standing behind a desk, in a large shirt and sweatpants with a loopy smile on your face and that immediately signified to Carol it was late and you were tired.

“Carol!” You smiled, waving at her as her full body hologram was infront of you. She was in her suit still but her hair was definetly shorter since she left two months ago. “Nice hair cut” you chuckled a bit as she laughed back.

“I cut it this morning. It’s easier to manage when I have the helmet on” she said, smiling at you and immediately you felt a pang in your chest that you wish she was there in person. Having a hologram of her just wasn’t enough.

“What time is it there?” She asked you, pulling you out of your trance. You turned to the clock next to you and it read 1:35 am.

“It’s 10 pm here” you said, giving her a joking smile before yawning. She looked right through your joke.

“(Y/N)” she said and you rolled your eyes.

“It’s almost 2 in the morning. I couldn’t sleep” you said, looking down and fidgeting with your pant strings. It was true. Your mind kept you up with all the different possibilities of what you guys could do to bring back the others or even just all the guilt that you didn’t do enough to save them. And ontop of that, you missed Carol. It was almost like you had lost more than you could bare. Sure she’s going to come back, so you’re trying to keep your hopes up with holding onto that faith, but the only question was when?

Carol knew the amount of distress you put yourself through. She knew how much you cared for the team and the people around you and it only hurt her more that she wasn’t there for you to help you and tell you everything is alright. Being a hologram can only pose so much comfort for the both of you.

“What’s wrong?” Carol asked, in a hushed tone, making you feel comforted. It didn’t sound staticy when she said it because of the connection so it almost seemed like she was there physically.

Tell me what I'm waiting for

Tell me what I'm waiting for

“I miss you. I know it’s only been two months but” you sighed before looking back up at her. “I want you back” you felt a weight lifted off your shoulders being able to tell her that as you let out a breath. Carol looked at you with sad eyes and you knew she felt the same way.

“I miss you too, (Y/N). More than you know” she spoke and a silence had fallen over you both. You just wanted her here but that was a wish that you knew would take time to come true.

“When do you think you’ll come back to Earth?” You asked, continuing to look at her. You didn’t want to ask because of the fear of her saying not for a while but it was a question that had to be asked for your comfort and even for the team to know who will be around when you plan your next move.

“Honestly” Carol started but paused letting out a sigh. “I don’t know. There’s so much happening on each planet that they need all the help they can get” she finished, looking at you as you took a seat behind the desk. Letting out a breath you nodded.

I know it's hard, but we need each other

Know it's hard, but we need each other

“You know I still think about you wherever I am” she told you and a small smile grew on your face. You looked up at her as a tear slid down your face, wiping it away but Carol saw it.

“There’s so many things that remind me of you that it makes me more antsy to help everyone out here so I can come home to you” Carol told you, shifting her stance as she smiled at you.

“Well there’s loads of things here that remind me of you and just make me miss you more” you said, your voice cracking a bit and Carol frowned a bit as you smiled at her.

“I’ll be home soon. I promise” she told you as she turned to see someone in the background tell her something before the person left the room quickly.

Carol turned back towards you with a sad smile. “Babe I have to go. We just got a distress signal from people nearby” she said. You nodded giving her a tired smile.

“Alright. I think it’s time for me to head to bed, I’ve got a big day tomorrow” you told her standing up.

“I love you (Y/N). I’ll be back soon” Carol said and you felt butterflies in your stomach as you still wore you tired smile.

“I love you too, Carol. Be safe out there, don’t get reckless with saving the world” you chuckled as she chuckled along with you.

“Will do. Goodnight, love” she said, pressing a button that ended the call and picking up the piece from the ground and placing it back in her armband, letting out a sigh.

You sat back down in the chair and turned to face the window, looking out to the night sky letting a tear fall down your face. Seeing a shooting star only made you think of Carol more and how much you missed he but you knew you’d have your girl back home soon.

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[lesbian-lilo]

Comfort - Carol x reader

You sat on the couch in your living room, a fire crackling in the fire place across from you, and a tv show you weren’t interested in playing on your tv. It was almost midnight, and you were waiting for your love to arrive home from her mission.

As you sat, you thought back to the words Carol said in parting to you.

“Now my love”, Carol spoke while stroking your cheek, “I’ll be back before you know it. After this mission I’m all yours. No more, not until we’ve had time to just relax together”.

You had gazed into her eyes, finding only pure love and adoration in them. When you kissed her goodbye, lips moving perfectly together, you felt all the love and desire and happiness Carol felt for you. Her kisses were also so full of emotion, and your craving for them would never be satisfied.

You were brought from your thoughts when you began to hear footsteps on your front porch. You weren’t alarmed however, you knew the footsteps belonged to Carol, finally returning from her mission.

You rose from your spot on the couch, making your way to the front door as you heard it being opened. You rounded the corner, stopping as you saw your lover standing there, blood covering her suit as she locked eyes with you. She looked as if she was carrying the world on her shoulder. Her eyes gazed back at you, an incomprehensible sadness lingered. Whatever had happened on her mission much have been terrible for her to be in such a state.

She walked towards you then, bringing you into a bone crushing hug. Carols body was shaking, and it was if the only thrust holding her up was you.

You pulled back slightly, so you could tenderly kiss the love of your life. As you pulled back, Carol was on the verge of tears. You placed your right hand on her cheek, gently stroking as she moved her hand on top of yours, moving your hand so she could kiss the palm of your cheek. You knew Carol never liked talking about these things until she had calmed down, you knew all she needed right now was your love and that was exactly what you were going to provide her.

“How about a warm bath and some wine darling?”

Carol hummed in agreement, her lips making their way into a small smile.

You led her to your bathroom after getting a bottle of red wine and two glasses. As the bath ran, you gently took Carols suit off, kissing each part of newly exposed skin.

After Carol was undressed, she did the same to you. Her slightly calloused hands gliding over every part of your body, as if she was committing every part of it to memory.

After the bath was ready, Carol climbed in, a content sigh leaving her lips as she looked up at you.

“Come here my love”.

You did as she said, sliding into her lap. She passed you a glass of wine, and you thanked her before taking a sip, turning your head so you could kiss her.

“ y/n, you know I really love you. I love you more than anything in any universe”.

You gazed into Carols eyes, gently kissing her.

“I know darling. I love you too, more than I can ever express”.

You both then fell into a comfortable silence, feeling safe in each others company. You knew Carol was starting to calm, so you climbed out of the bath, reaching out to grab Carols hand as she followed you.

As you reached to grab both of your towels, you felt Carols arms encircle your waist, soft lips kissing the back of your neck.

“Don’t put that towel on just yet”, Carol spoke, her voice low.

She brought her lips down to your ear, your breath hitching. “I just want to feel you”.

You turned in her arms, gently kissing both corners of her mouth before kissing her lips. Carol responded eagerly, pouring every emotion consuming her into the kiss. You knew she wasn’t after sex although that would likely come in the morning. What Carol craved right now was affection, she wanted to feel loved and to love someone. And yes, sex was a perfect way to achieve this, however there was a part of her that didn’t feel like she deserved to be loved that intimately when so many others could not.

You both made your way to your bedroom, Carol sitting on the bed as you went to retrieve pyjamas for you both.

“ y/n baby, don’t worry about clothes. Come sit down”.

You knew she was about to tell you what was on her mind, and nothing was more important.

You went to sit beside her but she stood up, picking you up and moving around to your side of the bed, pulling back the covers and putting you down before crawling in after you.

You turned to face her, tucking your face into the crook of her neck, gently kissing the skin there.

“It was awful. So many innocent people died. I didn’t get there in time y/n, I could’ve stopped it but I didn’t get there in time. And I know that there will always be times when I lose, but it still hurts”.

You looked up at her then, hands coming to caress her face as her tightened around your waist. Now that Carol had gotten what had happened off her chest, you knew she would begin to feel better.

“I am so proud of you. You have done so much for so many, don’t ever forget that. You are an amazing person Carol. I love you”.

Carol looked down at you then, her signature smirk adorning her face.

“I love you too you dork, but let’s get some rest now. I have a feeling after tonight you won’t be getting any for a while”.

You kissed her once more before turning around, closing your eyes as sleep began to creep up on you. You snuggled further into Carols embrace, content for the first time since she had left. She was strong and she was yours, and you would never cease to be amazed at the fact that you were the person she loved above all else.

[the-iceni-bitch]

My Fire was Fate With You

Vices Assemble: Part VI/?

Pairing: warlord!Carol Danvers x fem!reader

Words: ~2.1k

Summary: Carol really needs you while she deals with another thief problem.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (vaginal fingering, f receiving oral sex, public sex, exhibitionism, mentions of penetrative sex with a toy), slightly above canon level violence, these two are very into their wealth but it’s a little endearing, some gore, marijuana use, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: It has been so long since I’ve done this series but I’m back!! I will admit that Carol and her little art smuggler GF are the hardest for me to write for in this universe, primarily because I love them and don’t want to add a bunch of conflict into their lives, while that is not the case with our other relationships. But now I’ve got a whole arc planned so we’ll see if I can update this more often 🤞🏻

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Carol rubbed her fingers against her temple as she listened to Yon prattle on, already sick of listening to him. It was painfully obvious this asshole thought he could coast by on his good looks and charm, never mind that he was shit at his job.

Maria was giving her a sympathetic and annoyed look from where she was leaning against the wall, rolling her eyes when he implied that he was the only one who could handle the dock shipments now that she was expanding into more markets. God what an ass.

All she wanted was to see you. Sometimes she hated having to do this shit, as much as she loved the money and being able to spoil you like you fucking deserved. But dealing with all the chauvinist assholes who thought they could do a better job, or called her sweetheart like she was a stupid child even when she was the one with the fucking connections and ambition to actually get this shit done, well, it just made her want to shoot something.

The dumbass was trying to tell her that she needed to relax about all her security concerns when there was a small commotion from the door, a smile spreading over Carol’s face when you slammed it open and gave a disbelieving smirk over your shoulder as you finished rolling a beautiful looking joint.

“What the fuck is up with that new moron?” You didn’t even look at Yon as you walked to Carol’s desk, giving Maria a wink and a grin before sitting in front of Carol and handing her the joint while you pulled out your lighter. “Said this was a business meeting and that you didn’t have time to deal with me and my sweet little pussy.”

“I’m sorry, what the fuck did your man say to my fiancée?” Carol frowned over your shoulder at Yon as she traced her fingers over your thigh, trying not to smile at the sudden look of discomfort that came over his face.

“First off, you do not get to call me your fiancée until you actually get me a fucking ring, and do the Pinterest proposal.” You took the joint back from her after she took a pull, resting your foot on the arm of her chair and purring when she pressed her lips to the inside of your knee. “Second, don’t have to worry about that asshole mouthing off again for a while. Think he’s gonna be nursing his balls for a bit.”

“Alright, who is this… person?” You snorted at Yon obviously struggling to not call you a bitch, spreading your legs wider and tucking the joint between your teeth with a sigh when Carol brushed her fingers over the soft lace of your panties. “And why does she think she’s allowed to discipline my men?”

“Yes I suppose I should introduce you.” Carol bit softly at the inside of your thigh as she dipped her fingers under your panties, drawing them slowly over your slit until they were coated in your slit then swirling them over your clit as you hummed softly. “Yon, this is Y/N, Y/N, Yon.”

“Ah, the thief, right?” You grinned when he spluttered with rage at the accusation, biting your lip when Carol finally slid a finger inside you after being a fucking tease for so long. “Shit, did I get ahead of you, baby?”

“You did, but that’s fine.” Carol leaned back in her chair as she kept curling her middle finger inside you, flicking your clit with her thumb and crossing her own legs as she moved her gaze back to Yon with annoyance. “Was getting sick of his talking anyway. You wanna tell me why none of your numbers line up, Yon?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He shifted in his seat as he glared at the two of you, trying not to get distracted by the way you started rolling your hips into Carol’s hand when she slid in a second finger.

“I’m talking about why you’re showing each of the shipments that you’ve supervised coming in as being short, but you’re still trying to get money from me for the full haul. Right there, baby?” She gave you a wicked grin when you dropped your head back and whined, lewd wet squelches filling the office as she started stroking your sweet spot furiously. “And somehow, suddenly able to buy yourself a fucking Ferrari. So please, explain.”

The moron tried to stammer out some half assed explanation as Carol bent forward to lick your pussy, swirling her tongue around your clit until she felt you throb against her face then pressing a filthy kiss to your swollen bud. You moaned when she sucked it into her mouth, letting your legs fall open even further when she slid in a third ringed finger and started fucking you with her hand at the same time.

“So you see, it’s really nothing.” That smarmy asshole was grinning like he thought he was going to get away with it, at least until Maria came over and slapped the photos on the desk in front of him.

“So that’s not you meeting with some New York asshole last week?” She only disconnected from you for a second then dove right back in, curling her fingers inside you and sucking hard until your whole body vibrated as you let out a sharp gasp. “That’s a good girl, mmm, you needed it, huh baby?”

“Always do.” You winked at her when she gave your pussy one more kiss, blowing out the last drag of the joint before tamping it out as she turned her full attention back to the dumbass who was looking like he was thinking of doing something stupid.

“I’m waiting, Yon.” Carol rested her ringed fingers on your thigh as she cocked her head at him, tapping her fingers with irritation while you nudged her knee with the toe of your pump.

“Fucking upjumped cunt, I don’t have to put up with this shit.” He reached under his jacket and pulled out his .38.

Carol just frowned when he pointed the weapon at her, shaking her head when Maria moved like she was going to intervene. You just rolled your eyes and grabbed the letter opener, stabbing it right through the hand that was holding the gun until he let out a shocked scream.

“Quit playing with him Carol.” You shook your head at her when she laughed softly, grabbing the revolver and tossing it away as you scowled half heartedly. “I’ve got plans for us, baby, you’ve been doing this for so long.”

“Alright, can’t say no to you, pretty girl.” She gave you a quick kiss when you curled over her, turning a tired frown back to Yon as he shivered with rage and glared between her and the blade stuck through his hand. “Well, I did think about potentially letting you off easy if you were willing to talk, but then you had to call me a cunt and pull a fucking gun and well…”

She pulled out her Desert Eagle and leveled it at his head, giving him a second to try to blurt out a plea before she pulled the trigger. You swore when the body slumped forward onto the desk, jumping off and staring daggers at your girlfriend as you took in the blood that was splattered all over your dress.

“Goddamn it Carol, this is Tom Ford!” You batted her away when she tried to soothe you, ignoring her shit eating grin and huffing indignantly while Monica made the call for a clean up crew. “What have I told you about head shots when I’m that close? I have nice shit, I don’t want to have to keep replacing it just because you have a hard on for exploding skulls.”

“Baby, I’m sorry.” She finally managed to trap your wrists and pulled you close as she stood up, pressing her lips to your cheek as you pouted. “What if I buy you that Versace you’ve been eyeing to make up for it? I just want you to be pretty, sweet girl.”

“The Versace and the Monique Lhullier.” You let her give you a peck on the lips as she nodded grudgingly, twirling your fingers through hers before pulling back and grinning. “Fine, I forgive you. I’m gonna go change while you take care of this. Meet me back at the house in ninety minutes. Any later and I’m gonna be pissed.”

She just waved at you as you sauntered out of her office, trying not to look too moony eyed after you before she turned back to Maria, who was giving her a very indulgent smirk.

“What?” She smiled back at Maria as the two of them moved to find a tarp. “Did you book the Plaza for us this weekend?”

“Yeah. You sure you want to do it in Manhattan?”

“It’s her hometown.” Carol shrugged when they started rolling up the body. “Wanna make sure it’s special.”

She managed to make it home in the allotted time, slightly exhausted from having to deal with the cleaners but ready to relax. Hopefully you were just wanting to stay in tonight, she didn’t think she had the energy to go anywhere.

“Baby?” The house was a little dark when she walked in, frowning a little and checking her watch to make sure she hadn’t gotten her timing wrong. “Where are you?”

“On the terrace.”

You didn’t sound upset, which was good. All she wanted was to order in and snuggle with you for the rest of the night. She was so over dealing with these assholes who thought they could walk all over her, maybe she would take Thor and the Brooklyn boys up on their offer for more muscle, though that could possibly end up compounding the problem.

When she walked onto the terrace she froze. It was covered in candles and orchids, the sunset streaking the sky in beautiful pinks and oranges as you lounged on the chaise and grinned wickedly at her.

“Hi baby.” You set a small velvet Bvlgari box on the table in front of you and she let out a deep sigh. “I told you, Pinterest proposal.”

“Christ.” She ran a hand over her face and grinned at you. “How long have you been planning this?”

“Like a week.” You shrugged as she walked closer to you, popping the box open and grinning even wider when she cursed at the sight of the Serpenti ring. “Just had to work out a good time to nick this.”

“Oh my god, of course you stole it.” She laughed and grabbed the ring from you, peppering kisses all over your face before sliding it onto her left ring finger. “Guess we can’t Gram this, then.”

“Nope, but look how good it looks on you.” You frowned when she got up and started walking back into the house. “Danvers? What the fuck are you doing?”

“One second!” When she came back she was holding a velvet box of her own, plopping next to you on the lounge and laughing when you snatched it out of her hand with a squeal. “You ruined my surprise, I booked the Plaza and everything.”

“Damn, well we can still go to New York, it’s been so long.” You opened the box and squeaked again, popping the yellow diamond on your finger and cooing. “Eight fucking carats, good job baby.”

“So, can I call you my fiancée now?” She nuzzled into your throat and purred, smiling when you tangled your fingers through her hair and wrapped yourself around her.

“You sure can.” You hummed when she nipped at your jaw, rolling your body under her as she started drawing your skirt over your hips. “Wait, Carol, I got the special double sided cock out to celebrate. We should go to the bedroom.”

“In a minute.” She brought her face back up and rested her forehead against yours. “First, I’m gonna drown in my fiancée’s sweet little pussy.”

“Yeah, ok.” You beamed when she started kissing her way down your chest. “Fiancée.”

[bi-lavelent]

Brie Larson x fem-reader

Warning: Angst, Fluff, Cussing, Bullying

Thank God For Theater Chapter 3

Theater is Something that in compases many things not just acting, it's a way to put yourself out there.  It's a way to start not caring what others think and you don't have to be on Broadway for you to be able to be affected by theater. theater can move you in many spectacular ways."- y/n Y/L/N

My moms name was all over the news of the worldwide.  No matter where I went I would never be able to escape her. When I started theater I prayed that It didn't get any worse all the teasing and name calling. I knew that if I had memorized everyone in the 500 page play (holiday island a play about a bunch of brits on holiday.) I would finally be able to escape.After a while of feeling the escapism that theater provided to me. I realize that theater was what i wanted to do with my life no matter what, It was an escape from everything going on around me. So i was going to try everything to get there no matter what anyone told me even if i failed once i got there at least i got there at least i wasn't with my mother anymore. When I got home I found the letter that I had been praying for my mother was put in jail on a death sentence, Finally something good in my life. 

It was the first day of theater If I didn't see him  long Blonde hair, hazel eyes, Muscles, sunglasses, Button up plaid shirt, and Genes. I couldn't be falling for someone. Not again  I don't know  what I was thinks but I mean just one look at him and your in love. I Probably could have talked myself out of my  feelings if I hadn't heard him talk his voice could part the sea. But at the same time  put a baby to sleep. But the moment he spoke he hypnotized me with every word. But if he knew who I was he wouldn't want me. A couple weeks went by. I had gotten some friends there in the theater that did not judge because of my mother. 

Rose,Alaska,lucy,Zia,Indgo they were not at all like me they were dark and talked about murder a lot and later on I found out that they would wright letters because they were in love with my mother they found criminals hot. At one point in time one said that hitler was extremely hot. Un surprising to me well wrighting this they have all ended up in prison. But the moment they found out I had a crush on Markus(the ks silent) Daniel Amor Traydon. he had my heart in knots and I had nothing to lose hell even as an adult and I could lose everything I still do it. I got tired of waiting for him to ask me out why can't a women do it I had done it before given it was with another women but I mean if he said no what was the worse thing that would happen. 

"Hay" I yelled towards his direction

He walked over to me "Yes" 

" Do you wanna hang out sometime?" I asked

"sure." he said 

We heard the Director say "okay everyone go sit."

"Meet me after class, I'll give you my information." he said

I went and sat down the director had went around and asked everyone who he rounded on me and what about you ,"Mrs.Michael" he said

"Tina sir" I said

"Are you sure?" he asked

"1. As sure as I could ever be, 2. As sure as you were when you asked your ugly wife  to marry you,  3. As sure as you were when you asked your ugly wifes hot sister to sleep with you, 4. As sure as your wife when she divorced your ass.  Dose that answer you question?" I said

"You have confidence I like that It will get you far in this Job." he said

"Thanks sir." I said

"Okay work on that you got the confidence down but you need to not be a pushover." he said

 "I'm not a pushover. I'm stronger than you so unless you wanna get physically pushed over and hurt by me move on to the next person." I said

"Okay moving on is everyone ready for starting reading lines Ann why don't you start." he said

Okay im reading Act 1 Scene 1 Line 5, I looked straight blinked. "Yes, definitely with a pool-view and a telly weren't it Tone?" i said this with a very emphatically and a little concerned voice

"Moving on."

I looked down knowing that my British accent wasn't the best and that I was competing for this part with people who had done Theater before. But I really didn't care. I gave it my all and acted with my heart not my mind.

after class I walked up to Markus'' how's life?"

"great" he said

"yah mine too." i said

"Here mine and my mom's number." he said ,"call me when you wanna hangout." 

"Okay see you tomorrow." I said

I walked out to my grandmas car. and got in "hay grandma" I said she started to drive away.

"Hello kido, how was class today?" She asked.

"I think it's time I'm ready to go back to school." I said.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes," I said "I wanna go back to school." 

"Well I'll call John and will get you into a school." She said "What school?"

"The one I went to as a Kid," I said

"Okay i'll see what I can do." She said

"Thanks." I said as I looked out the window

My grandma must have called John and Told him because he showed up the next day to the house my grandma was out of the house

"Hay kido" John said

"JHON!" I screamed running up to him Hugging him

"Wow someone happy to see me." John said

"Your Like a father, a Best friend and a Brother so i'm always happy to see you." I stated with a smile  "How is everyone at the police station?" 

"Well Peter got married to his girlfriend, Liam got engaged, Roy adopted a puppy and got married to his boyfriend, Rodger and his wife had their third kid and Zack and Tony started dating each other and my wife's pregnant with our baby. Steve and Kyle aren't up to much." He said

"How long have i been gone?" I asked surprised 

"haha yeah alots happened your grandma told me that you wanna go to school i'm okay with this but we've got to get you accommodated back into school so a couple of us officers are coming with you to keep you safe." he stated

"No sorry I love you guys but I feel like I'll be made fun of a lot." I stated 

"exactly that's why we're going to be undercover." he said

"Okay fine." I said sarcastically

"You know we are your family i mean you said that i'm like a brother to you so what you worried about." he said

"Me trying to flirt with boys and girls or them trying to flirt with me and you guys beating them up." I said

"Me and the boys won't do that." he said

"Okay sure" I said sarcastically

"Okay you start school tomorrow so go sleep." he said

"thanks John" i said

The next day I got in the car with john in the morning, and arrived at school it was 8th grade  john walked me to the office and told them who I was they gave me someone to show me around school.

 "this is Markus." the office lady said.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Markus said.

"I go to school here now." I said.

"Oh hang out with me i'll show you the ropes." he said

"okay." I said "Bye John"

me and Markus walked out to the hallway.

“ hay i'll give you some tips don't mention who you are or Theater trust me I know its hard but The kids here are really mean they are really mean and need to be taught a bunch of lessons like how not to back talk teachers." He said

"You don’t need to tell me twice they can’t be worse than me buddy im it as nice as you think. But you might need to get closer to me to figure that out.  I said

We walked to class staring at each other 

"Here we are." I said

"Students please welcome our new student Mrs." the teacher said

 before I cut her off

"Lee I said Mrs.Lee." I said

"Okay students say hi." The teacher said

The teacher pulled me to the side when everyone was outside. "It says your last names Y/L/N why did you say Lee?"

"Because Y/L/N my moms last name yes I am being raised by her mom but I don't want to be connected with her my moms not a nice person and if people find out what she has done hell i'm scared of my mother she's a scary person so i've taken my fathers name i'm making it legal within the once my grandfather gets back from his hunting trip. In a few days. My grand,a dose not like the courthouse." I said

"Just because there's people that we hate in our lives does not mean that we need to get rid of things that connect us with them." she said,"you have a chance to take your last name's legacy and change it, don't throw it away." She said

"Well if I happen to change my names legacy and do what I want with my life and become famous there's already enough judgment in that job that with this hanging over my head then It might give me a heart attack but being famous will also make me happy and jump with joy all I want is to be old enough to move out and fall in love and start a family of my own. But I'm scared that I'm going to go down the same path as my mother." I said

"The more you say that to yourself the more you are going to fail you need more confidence." She said

"That's funny, my theater director says I have two lot of confidence." I said 

"Well we all have confidence, we just all spend it in different places so spread that confidence around." she said

"Hey Y/L, come hang out over here." Markus said

"Sure." I said

Later that day me and markus were in science chatting well the teacher was talking we didn't hear what she said

"Markus, Ann since you too are so chit chatty you too are partners."

She said

After school Markus said "come to my house and do the project there." 

"Okay" I said "let me call my lift my family is  a bit overprotective so they might come." 

"Okay that's fine." He said

I called John and He told me that he would have to come with me a couple minutes later. John was waving from the car.

 I said “see you in a few”

 to markus and went into the car buckled and drove to his house. Me and Markus were in the kitchen and his mom and John were in the living room talking. John had told me that we have to leave by nine. 

"So who is that guy?" Markus siad

"Well he's my best friend." I said

"I'm not your best friend." Markus said

"Well he's different." I said

"He's too old for you, you need to date someone your own age." Markus said

"Not like that. It's complicated." I said

"You can tell me anything." He said

"Well John was the Police officer; that arrested me when I was 7. I was a troublemaker and got in a lot of trouble; for threatening to kill a kid. It wouldn't have been that big of a deal, if Columbine had not just happened. My mom refused to pick me up from the police station. I waited there for a few years till a family member would pick me up. That never happened. When my mom got arrested for selling drugs. I went to my dad he started to drink and abuse me, I got really scared and ran back to my home the cops, there my home there my family. Then I went to my grandmother's house and wanted to know stuff about my family and it turned out that my mother had killed a bunch of kids and adults and was a child sexual predator. John is just a bit over protective of me. All of the cops at that station treat me like family.” I said

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know." He said

"No it's okay. The court mandatory therapist said that I need to talk about it." I said laughing

"Do not worry I wont tell anyone." He said

"I'm not worried." I said we both started to lean in and look at each other's lips, "I think I should probably be going." 

"Okay see you tomorrow." He said

"Yah yah okay bye."I said

Me and Markus worked on the project for a couple weeks, and didn't talk about what had happened but then the day that we had finished the project.

"Hey, I really liked hanging out with you. Would you like to see a movie with me this weekend after our final theater performance." Markus asked

"sure." I said

John was okay with me going Markus. and I went to a horror movie. which I hated because of paranoia. I already feel like i'm being watched 24/7 so I try to avoid. Anything scary there was a big jump scare and I grabbed Markus Hand after the movies. He asked if I was okay. I didn't say anything I just looked into his eyes and then down at his lips I wasn't going to do it but then he kissed me and I kissed him back. 

"Hay do you want to come over to my house and watch a Superhero movie." he said 

"yah sure." I said

We started dating from there on into highschool senior year. I was a fresh 17 and he was 19. I thought we were meant to be together forever. That he was going to be the father of my children. I still remember freshman year I had gotten onto the Volleyball, Basketball, Wrestling, Boxing and Golfing team as well as still doin theater outside of school. He was a proud boyfriend; he was the one cheering the loudest at the games and performances and when I made the honor roll he was the first one to text me. It was my final Basketball game before summer junior year  and he had hijacked the sound system and started playing my favorite song as soon as I made the basket even though he knew he would be in trouble he told me he didn't care just as long as he got to see my smile. He caressed my face and kissed my forehead. I had my whole life planned out with him. When I turned 17 though everything changed he was 18 and politics were happening he asked me what I would do if i could vote and we got into a big fight that's why I don't vote know as an adult that one moment has ruined my entire life and also saved me I was able to pass all my classes with flying colors. But home life wasn't the best. At 15 my grandma had been diagnosed with Breast Cancer and Liver Cancer. She was fighting as hard as she could but she died a couple weeks before I turned 17. It was just me and grandpa. He tried to make me feel better but nothing helped. She was the only mother figure I had up till then, she was my everything. At 17 I graduated and John and all the cops came. I saw Ezra lee for the first time in a long time after the ceremony. I walked up to her and just said sorry. I didnt realize that she was not aware of what had happened and that our father had told her that her mother was just gone for work

(I need to catch up on all my story’s there will be parts posted by next week and I will figure out how to do a master list.”

[writing-imagines]

“Insecure” A Brie Larson imagine

Possible Warnings: weight insecurity and slightly tipsy Brie Larson and Chris Evans

Music thumped loudly as you nursed the drink in your cup. Pretty much everyone was dancing and having fun, everyone but you. When Brie asked you to be her plus one to her producer friend’s engadgment party, you were excited. Getting to be in the same room as Hollywood elites was a dream come true, that was until everyone started acting like drunk teenagers.

Dress straps were falling off women’s shoulders and all the dress shirts were revealing way too much skin. Seeing everyone so exposed not only made you feel weird but also a little insecure. After all, ninety-five percent of the people there were actors in superhero movies and had well...superhero bodies. For the most part, you considered yourself to be fairly confident, but being around people with less than five percent body fat made you feel self conscious.

“Babe! Over here!” You heard your girlfriend’s voice call out over the music. Looking up from your drink you saw Brie and Chris Evans sitting on a nearby couch. You quickly left your spot in the corner and made your way over to the two.

“Hey y/n! Good to see you again!” Chris greeted you with a genuine smile.

“Nice to see you too, Chris.”

“Babe, come closer.” Brie said, holding out her arms. You were confused why she wanted you to come closer, but you did it anyway. Before you could process what was happening, Brie had you pulled into her lap with her arms wrapped around your waist.

“Aw look at you two, being all in love.” Chris mused with a smirk. Normally you would enjoy the embrace, but your insecurity started to kick into high gear. You were suddenly very aware of how many calories were in your drink even though you only had a few sips and how many nachos you ate during dinner.

“I’m going to go get another drink, you guys want anything?” Chris asked as he jumped to his feet.

“I’ll take another margarita, Chris.” Brie mumbled before pulling you even closer somehow.

“Y/n?”

“No thanks, Chris.”

“Okay, I’ll be back in a few!” Chris darted straight for the kitchen, giving you an opportunity to get off Brie’s lap. You quickly grabbed her arms and untangled them from your waist. As quickly but composed as possible, you flung yourself onto the empty cushion.

“What did you do that for? I like having you in my lap.” Brie pouted.

“I just don’t want to sit on your lap right now.” Your tone was cold and you hoped Brie would notice.

“Is something wrong? You’re acting weird.”

“I’m fine just...tired.”

“Oh...you can go home if you want. Chris and I want to stay a little longer and talk to some producers.”

That caused something inside you to snap. You stood up and crossed your arms over your chest.

“Fine. Stay and talk to your hot friends.”

The look on Brie’s face could only be described as pure confusion as you walked away. You awkwardly shuffled past people until you reached the driveway. Thankfully, no other car was blocking you in, making for an easy exit.

You drove back to your own apartment. Usually you would spend the night at Brie’s, but tonight you wanted to be alone. After finding a parking spot you climbed the four flights of stairs to reach your apartment.

After kicking off your shoes, you made a beeline for the bathroom and started your nightly routine. Once everything was said and done it was time for bed. You threw on an oversized t-shirt that Brie had left one night. You couldn’t help but notice how the fabric clung to your skin, making you feel even worse. With a frustrated sigh, you threw the shirt back in the closet and slipped on a much looser sweatshirt.

Finally, you slid into bed and curled into the blanket. As much as you wanted to sleep, your thoughts kept going back to your weight and then manifesting into thoughts of how Brie deserved better. A few tears started to roll down your cheeks and quickly turned into a full blown crying session. Unfortunately, that’s how you fell asleep that night.

Sun shining through the window woke you up the next morning. You groaned and faced the other direction, your arm automatically reaching out for Brie. Much to your disappointment, your arm just hit the cold sheets beside you. It was then the memories of last night came tumbling back.

You felt terrible for leaving Brie alone and so abruptly. You rolled out of bed and started the search for your phone. In your emotional state last night you forgot where you placed it. When you walked out into the living room, you were surprised to see Brie.

“Hey...I hope it’s okay that I let myself in. I used the key you gave me.” She explained sounding a little nervous.

“Yeah it’s okay. I’m actually glad you’re here, I wanted to apologize for last night.”

“You don’t have anything to apologize for, y/n. I’m the one who messed up.” Brie glanced down at the floor, looking like a sad puppy.

“What? Brie, you didn’t do anything wrong. I was the one who freaked out and ran away.”

“You ran away because I made you uncomfortable when I pulled you into my lap. I’m so sorry, y/n.”

“I wasn’t uncomfortable because you pulled me into your lap. I was uncomfortable because...” you paused, feeling overwhelmingly embarrassed.

“Because?”

“Because I was feeling insecure, okay? Everyone at the party was so thin and fit and I’m not like that. When you pulled me into your lap I felt like I was going to crush you.”

Brie’s expression changed from a serious frown to a held back smile. You felt a little upset that she was obviously amused.

“I can hip thrust four hundred pounds. You seriously think I couldn’t handle you sitting in my lap?”

“It was stupid I know. I just don’t always feel that great about myself and think you’d rather be with someone else.”

You wrapped your arms around yourself and tried to avoid looking at your girlfriend. Brie stepped closer to you and very carefully wrapped her arms around your waist.

“You may not think it, but you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah right.” You scoffed before finally looking at Brie.

“I’m serious, y/n. You’re so beautiful it’s almost unfair to everyone else.” Brie leaned forward and kissed the tip of your nose, it was her way of reassuring you. The kiss made your lips jerk into a small smile which made Brie grin.

“I love your smile.”

“Yours isn’t half bad either.” You teased back, knowing it would intensify her grin.

“If you ever feel like this again, will you tell me? I want to help you.” You nervously bit your bottom lip and nodded.

“I will, just be patient with me. This isn’t easy to talk about.”

“I promise. I’ll always be here for you, y/n.”

Brie pulled you closer into a hug. You allowed your arms to fall and wrap around her lower back while your head rested on her shoulder. You knew this would probably happen again, but you couldn’t be bothered to care in the moment.