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widowbitessting · 6 months

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The Devil is What You Drink - A Sugar Mommies Drabble

Word Count: 2110

Rating: General with fluffy scenes. SFW!

Dom!Natasha Romanoff, Dom!Wanda Maximoff, Dom!Carol Danvers x Sub!Reader

In retrospect, ringing one of your doms when you’re extremely tipsy and walking home alone at 1am, really isn't the best idea.

But with the wine running through your system, it really doesn’t bother you.

Natasha picks up after the first ring, voice heavy with sleep and it makes you grin broadly; almost jumping up and down on the spot with excitement.

“Hi, Natty!”

“...baby, hi.” She inhales deeply and you can picture her rubbing her eyes. “What time is it? Where are you?”

“Oh, y’know me and MJ had that friendaversary didn’t we! Five whole years, Natty, can you believe it? How I haven’t killed her yet, I don’t know.”

“Breathe, love.”

“So I got home from class and MJ really wanted to go out for a drink and I was like, sure why not! So we went to that cute bar I took you one time - I got that cute flower in my drink, remember it, Natty?”

“Yes, baby, I remember.”

“So we went there and we wanted to be fancy again and got wine. Now I know, I know, wine is evil but it tastes so good so it can’t be that bad, eh? So we had like…two…maybe three bottles and just talked about all the stuff we’ve done together, cos’ like, five years is super long, isn’t it, Natty?”

“Yes, baby.”

“And then -” You boot a stray beer can with your foot and send it soaring into a nearby wall. It’s loud, especially in the quiet area you’re in and it immediately catches Natasha’s attention.

“Baby…I haven’t heard MJ speak the entire time you’ve been on the phone to me…normally she pipes up…where is she, darling?”

“Well she got picked up by Peter about fifteen minutes ago and the bar isn’t too far from home! So I thought I’d go on an adventure and - ”

“Stop.” A deep, low voice, commands.

The order comes so suddenly that it catches you off guard. You cease all words and movements as your inner submissive drops to her knees.

“So you’re on your own?” Natasha asks.

“...maybe…I just thought the fresh air would do me good..walk off the alcohol. Clever right?”

“Y/N, you tell me right now if you are on your own walking through the dark. It’s 2am!”

After hearing your full name you can’t help but bite back a little with sarcasm.

“Well yeah, I - I have to get home somehow duh. I can’t afford a taxi and it’s only around the corner.”

You hear Natasha rummaging around through the phone as you twirl a loose strand of hair around your finger.

“Look around, tell me where you are.”

You do as you’re told.

“Hmmm…well I see black ‘cos it’s dark…”

“Y/N.”

“Again with the name, gah! Erm, I dunno, I took the shortcut and -”

“You have to the count of fucking five to get to the nearest streetlight, I swear to God.”

“But it’s all the way over there!”

“5.”

“I can make it there before you get to two!”

You take off sprinting, giggling gleefully as you go, one hand pinning your cell to your ear as your other arm sticks out to keep your balance.

Only, it’s you. In heels. In the dark.

You take the grand total of seven steps before you go crashing down, ankle bending at a near 90 degree angle as gravity takes you to the cement. You scrape your knees and your palm, squeaking upon impact.

“Detka, did you just fall?”

“Mhm, running in heels is not the way to go. Ouch.”

You’re lucky there’s no glass.

“Get up for me, can you do that? Are you okay?” When you reply, she continues, “now walk slower to the streetlight. And please don’t fall over any more twigs as you go.”

“That was one time!”

“One time too many.”

Limping and grumbling as you go, you manage to get out of the alleyway without any more injuries and cross over to the streetlight.

“Natty, there’s gum on it. Gross.”

“Don’t eat it. Don’t touch it.”

You drop your hand.

“Fiiiine.”

“Where are you now?”

“I dunno, outside?”

An exasperated sigh reaches your ears.

“Tell me exactly what you see, Y/N. Be specific.”

A car door slams shut through the phone as you glance around.

“I see trees…houses…oh the moon! Woah, pretty.”

“If you’ve somehow managed to get to the moon, Y/N, I will lose my shit.”

“If I take a picture will you see it? It’s so pretty! Carol loves the moon.”

“Baby, what else do you see?” Natasha gently reminds you.

“Erm…oh! Oh, a restaurant! Can we go Natty? It looks nice!”

“What’s it called babygirl, gimme a name.”

Natasha’s car roars to life.

“Why don’t you just stalk me, hmm? Be quicker.” You let out a giggle.

“Because then I’d have to hang up, so no.” Natasha is silent for a second, waiting for your giggles to calm down, knowing her reply just fell on cotton filled ears. “Are you finished?”

“Maaaaybe.”

“Now,” she warns, “I want you to listen to me because you only have one last chance, Y/N. Give me the name of that fucking restaurant before I spank your ass into next week.”

“M-Mama’s…” You squint at the flag. “Oh! I think it’s Jamaican, I love Jamaican food!”

“Mhm, I know you do. Do me a favour? Have a look at the menu? Pick something you'd think we’d all like.”

“Really? Even something like curried goat?” You scurry to the lit up window, eyes taking a second to adjust to the bright lights coming from inside. “‘Cos I had that once and I thought there was a fruit loop in there but it wasn’t - there’s a cat! Hi cat!”

“NO!” Natasha practically deafens you. “Y/N, do not follow that cat!”

“But he’s so fluffy! He’s got a big tail, hi baby!”

“Y/N, it’ll have fleas, no! Do not touch it, stay where you are!”

“But Hedwig -”

“Isn’t Hedwig from Harry Potter?”

You stop walking, ashamed that those words even came from her mouth.

“I let you fuck me with that mouth. Yes! It’s Hedwig! Harry Potter’s owl!”

“Do you want to watch it when we’re home?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Can we really?”

“Only if you choose something really yummy from that restaurant then, baby girl. C’mon, Harry Potter is on the line here.”

“But -”

“Say bye to Hedwig.”

“...bye Hedwig.” Your voice is tiny and it breaks Natasha’s heart. “Safe travels! Drink milk and eat tuna!”

“God, you’re so fucking cute, baby.” Natasha mumbles. You, of course, miss it, far too busy waving the black cat off. “Now pick us something to eat, we’re so hungry.”

“You got it, boss!”

“Good girl, baby. You’re doing so well for me. What do you see?”

You peer close to the menu, bumping your nose against the glass.

“Hmmm…” You don’t even hear her as the car rolls up behind you. “I dunno yet but I might get served right away, Natty, it’s empty inside. How lucky is that?”

“So lucky baby, who’d have thought a Jamaican restaurant would stay open until 2 in the morning.”

“I know right? But I’m not sure what to get! Maybe I should ask someone.”

“Y/N -”

You ignore her and go to the door, pulling it with such a force that you don’t expect it to not open. Your grip slips and you stumble back.

“Wha - hey. Daddy the door is stuck!” You go back and try to push it this time, coming to no avail. “My food! Excuse me? I can’t get in!”

“Y/N, tone your voice down, darling.”

“No, the food! I can see it!” You actually have tears forming in your eyes. “I want my dumplings! No! Daddy, I need you. Help me open this stupid door!”

“Daddy’s here, baby.”

When Natasha’s hand gently takes you by the wrist, you look at her with a pout, unphased that she’s even there.

“Dumplings, daddy. They’re there, see!”

She doesn't even look away from you.

“Yes, baby, I do. But you’re shivering. Let’s get you into the car, hmm? Get all warm before you eat dumplings.”

“...make sure you tell them they need to fix their door…that’s so bad for service…”

You all but sag into the redhead as she carries your exhausted body to the car.

“You’re getting sleepy now, huh?”

“Mmm, so sleepy.”

Natasha takes her sweatshirt off and before you can even protest, shoves it over your head, enveloping you in her scent. If you hadn’t been so tipsy, you might have clocked her sweatpant and sports bra combo sooner. Perhaps even have drooled.

You’ve been in the car for five minutes when you finally realise.

“Woah,” You can’t help but stare at her abs. “I could eat a six course meal off there.”

“You’ve licked whipped cream off them before, detka.”

“Yeah well - I - you’re just, damn.” You force yourself to blink. “Someone get me a glass…I’ve just found me a tall drink of water.”

Natasha rolls her eyes.

“Smooth, darling, smooth. Hitting on me with Disney.”

“Did it work?”

“No. But A+ for effort.”

“Dang it.”

You pass out for a few minutes, after humming a song from Tangled to yourself. You’re warm. Cosy. Wrapped up in a Natasha scented burrito and it lulls you to sleep. Jerking only slightly when the car door opens and the cold wind hits your body. Natasha - because of course she is that strong - scoops you up effortlessly into her arms and easily moves you both to the elevator. Your neck drops back, a small snore escaping you.

She has you. You’re officially asleep, safe and sound. Punishment already thought and saved ready for tomorrow. All she has to do is carefully place you on the bed, sneak out to get water and slide in next to you.

Only, the second your head touches the pillow, your eyes fly open and Natasha’s soul almost leaps from her body.

“Jesus fuck!”

“Dumplings! Daddy, we left my dumplings!”

Besides you, Wanda stirs.

“No way, close your eyes and go back to sleep, Y/N. C’mon, You were snoring.”

You pout, tears once again forming in your eyes.

“But - ” You hiccup. “They’re lonely! They saw me, they knew I was there to eat them and I left them there!”

“Tomorrow, darling.”

“No, now.”

“I will get you all the dumplings in the world tomorrow, if you will just-go-to-sleep.”

You ponder, glossy eyes looking into Natasha’s stressed ones.

“...that’s a whole lot of dumplings, daddy. Bit excessive actually.”

“Detka, I swear to God -”

“Deal!” You giggle. “God I love dumplings. Got a dumpling shaped hole in my tummy as we speak. Riiiight here.” You point to your stomach and Natasha has to stop herself from laughing.

“Go to sleep and you will get them faster.”

“...dumplings? What? What’s happening?”

It’s like you forgot Wanda was even there, reacting like a child of Christmas morning when you register she’s right next to you; auburn locks a wild mane around her head.

“Hi!”

Wanda’s scream of shock is muffled by your shoulder and you both end up rolling into Carol.

Who isn’t impressed. At all.

“Separate bedrooms, Romanoff. I told you.” She glares at the red head who has her face in her hands. “Why the fuck have I been woken up by Y/N talking about dumplings?”

“She’s drunk.”

“Tipsy!”

“Oh I love tipsy, baby!” Wanda snuggles into you closer. “Hi tipsy baby.”

“Hi none tipsy mommy!”

“I cannot - ” Carol jumps up out of the bed just in time to avoid being flattened by the two rolling bodies. “Nat, what?”

“It’s a long story.”

“Tell me tomorrow. You’re on your own.” The blonde walks past Natasha and kisses her before vacating to the safety, and peaceful, spare room. “If you can’t control them, you know where I am. They’ll tire themselves out eventually.”

“Or order enough dumplings to feed 5,000 people. Get off your phone, Wanda!”

The other woman looks at her a little sheepishly.

“But dumplings sound so good right now.”

“Have fun babe!” Carol shouts.

Natasha sighs, watching as you and Wanda roll around the bed excitedly. You’re part way through telling her about your adventure, far too sleep deprived to notice her dommy side appearing when you tell her you walked by yourself. It’s quickly squashed down when you mention Natasha’s brave and daring rescue and you mount her legs to stare into her eyes.

“Dumplings, mommy. We need to get them.”

“We really do.”

With an over exaggerated eye roll, Natasha slams her head on the bedroom wall.

“I give up.”

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wandamaximoffsbadgirl · 2 months

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~Masterlist~

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I will write from Fem and GN reader perspective. Will write GP.

I'm autistic and will write autistic!Reader

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beyondspaceandstars · 5 months

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Relationship Quizzes

Relationship: Carol Danvers x Reader Warnings: fluff!!!! Summary: Based off a random prompt: Person B and Person A taking couple quizzes on the Internet. A/N: I just saw The Marvels today and I am HAVING THOUGHTS. This is a short little thing. I was a little tipsy when I wrote this but I had fun. Also - I did take these quiz titles from actual Buzzfeed "relationship" quizzes I found so if they sound fun, they are out there. and it just so happened to work out really cute. You'll see. And I'm not lying about the quiz result in this one shot.

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"What are you up to?" Carol asked as she approached your sitting form. She had just finished some maintenance on the ship while you were cuddled under the one blanket on the bed in her ship. Your laptop was sprawled up on your lap.

"Did you ever used to take those couple quizzes that would come in magazines?" You asked while your eyes remained on the webpage in front of you. You had been browsing some social media when you came across one of those silly but cute Buzzfeed-like quizzes. An idea immediately popped in your head

When Carol asked if you'd like to spend some time in her world, you had eagerly agreed. When you met your girlfriend you hadn't been ignorant to the fact that she wouldn't be like the other girls you had been with and you were constantly amazed by her skills and dedication. So, taking some time off Earth to really see everything, see the galaxy, you were so pleased. But a couple of hours into your adventure you realized you were missing something: WiFi. The internet. Connection. It had taken you a hot minute to figure it out but you got it. And you were quite proud. Carol was a wizard with fancy space technology but when it came to your dedication to the internet, she didn't quite get it.

"Couple quizzes?" Carol repeated and thought for a second. "Like, those ones you'd take to figure out if you and your crush would be together?"

You nodded, eagerly. "I found some online that looks fun." You shifted over on the bed to make room beside you. "Come take a few with me."

Carol laughed and threw down a dirty towel she had been using during her ship maintenance. "What, are we twelve all of a sudden?"

You rolled your eyes and patted the space next to you on the bed. "Babe, come on. Humor me."

Your girlfriend sighed and finally caved. She slid under the blanket, your legs pressed against one another. You shifted the laptop so it was half on your thigh and half on Carol's.

Carol immediately started reading the page pulled up on the computer screen. Her brows furrowed. "'Create An Outfit From Urban Outfitters And We'll Reveal What's Missing In Your Relationship.' Honey, are you being serious?"

You couldn't help but laugh a little at your girlfriend's expression. "Yes, I know it's silly but come on, it can be entertaining."

"Fine, fine," Carol sighed as she took the helm and clicked the 'Start Quiz' button. The first question popped up.

Question 1: Let's start off with picking out a bra.

"Seriously?" Carol smirked.

"You read the title," you pointed out. "You know what you were in for."

"Fair enough," your girlfriend agreed. "Let's go with the white one. Keep it simple."

You agreed and made the selection.

Question 2: Pick a pretty dress.

"Oh, that's cute," you said as you pointed to an off-the-shoulder multi-colored dress.

"It's not bad," Carol agreed, "but you'll be able to see the bra straps and I don't think it'll work with those patterns. We should go with the white one, it has thick straps and it's flowy. Could be comfortable."

Your jaw went slack as you processed Carol's words. "You're taking this seriously now, huh?"

Carol laughed. "If we want to know what's missing in this relationship—as the quiz promises to tell us—we gotta be realistic here."

"Alright, alright," you caved. "White, flowy, thick-strapped dress it is." You selected the photo and moved on to the next question.

Question 3: Won't you need a jacket? Pick one.

"I don't know, will we need a jacket?" Carol asked in somewhat disbelief.

You shrugged. "Maybe it's fall time in the midwest. They didn't really set the scene for this outfit. I say we go with the leather jacket."

"I won't argue with that."

Question 4: Pick some comfy bottoms.

"What? Are they going under the dress?" Carol asked in confusion.

"I mean… Maybe?" You frowned at the computer. "These aren't very scientific."

"I need to manage my expectations. Go with the jean shorts, they should be fine."

You agreed and clicked the high-rise jean short photo.

Question 5: Of course, you can have the shoe of your choice.

"Oh, how nice of them, of course I can have shoes," Carol laughed.

You scoffed. "Stay focused, it's almost over. I think the black slide-ons will work."

Carol nodded. "Ties in with the leather jacket."

Question 6: Lastly, accessories make the outfit, so pick one.

"We are in the homestretch," you announced. "I think we should complete the look with sunglasses."

"Not the purse?" Carol asked.

"We have pockets on the leather jacket."

"You're so smart, babe."

You blushed as you selected the sunglasses and held your breath dramatically for the reveal… And there was nothing.

No results populated. It was blank. Whoever had made the quiz had apparently missed a crucial component.

Carol gasped. "We did all that for nothing?"

You bit your lip to stop yourself from bursting out laughing. "Maybe it means…nothing is missing. We're perfect."

Carol sighed and turned to face you. "My little optimist."

You giggled. "Well, what did you make of these results? Or lack thereof?"

Your girlfriend shrugged. "Maybe it means we're both cursed."

Now you could laugh again. "I actually think we're perfect."

Gently, Carol leaned in for a kiss, which you happily reciprocated.

"Should we try one more?" You asked after your lips separated. "These are really ridiculous."

"But you were right, they are kind of fun."

You smiled. "Awesome, one more it is then."

Carol agreed and gave you a full reign of the laptop. You typed and clicked away with Carol watching you closely. She liked your laptop, probably even like the idea of having it on board, but she never really used it when you offered it up to her.

After some browsing, you finally settled on a neutral but interesting-sounding quiz. "This one could be fun: What Relationship Type Do You Have With Your Partner?"

"There are different types of relationships?"

You nodded. "The quiz says so."

"Well, if the quiz says so," Carol smirked and motioned toward your laptop. "Let's go."

Question 1: How much do you and your significant other talk?

You and Carol both skimmed the options. And settled on the exact same one.

"We talk at least 100 hours a week."

"I can't get enough of you," you admitted and made the selection.

Question 2: How far away does your partner live?

"Oh, this was so not made for us," you laughed.

"Hey," Carol said in faux defence but she started laughing as well. "We make it work."

"Would you say we're in a long-distance situation? Or do we just live far apart but make time to see each other?"

"We make time, right?" Carol asked. Her tone dropped significantly. "I make time to see you."

You gave her a soft smile. "Of course you do, babe. You go beyond what I expect. I mean, I'm in space, right now. For you. With you."

Carol grabbed your hand and gave it a quick squeeze.

Question 3: What do you and your partner have in common?

"I want to say loyalty. Or everything."

"Yeah," you nodded, " but you don't like my music taste. Or my food preferences."

"I'm sorry I'm not into jazz or eating ketchup on scrambled eggs."

"Loyalty it is," you decided.

Question 4: What's one thing you'd change about your partner?

"Kind of a rude question," Carol mumbled. "Absolutely nothing, right? Unless you're going to take this as a chance to admit to me what I don't want to hear."

You shook your head. "Nothing." You could worship Carol. "Nothing at all. I'll take all of you. Flaws, perfections, and everything in between."

Question 5: What's something you'd leave your partner for?

You both read through the responses.

"Communication could ruin us," you pointed out.

"You're always right, babe."

Question 6: If your significant other was sad, how would you cheer them up?

You let out a light laugh at the options under the question. "You either shower me with so much affection when I'm upset or don't know what to do."

Carol lightly bumped her shoulder into you. "I like the more flattering option. You also shower me with affection. I almost have to peel you off me."

"You never peel me off you."

"I love you too much."

Question 7: Your significant other is working themselves way too hard. What do you do?

"Oh, this is so you," you point out to Carol. "All work, I swear."

"I am not-,"

"I am in your bed and you spent hours working on this ship."

Carol humphed. "Well, I'm here now."

"I would say I try to express to you how concerned I am about your…working habits."

Carol agreed, reluctantly. "You are allowed to express them."

"I am. And I will."

Question 8: Oh no – your S.O. is sick! What do you do?

"Soup," you decide as you read the options. "You do like to me soup when I'm sick. And watching movies. I love watching movies with you even when I'm sick."

You saw Carol's cheeks get rosy. "Do you enjoy my soup?"

"Your soup?" You smirk. "I didn't know you owned Campbell's Soup."

Carol laughed.

Question 9: How well do you think you really know your partner?

"'I feel like I know every facet of,'" you read off the webpage.

"Yeah," Carol agreed. "That one."

You placed a quick pack on her cheek. Her skin was still rosy and pink.

Question 10: And lastly, do you see a future with this person?

"Of course," you whispered. "I never want us to be apart even for a second."

Carol said nothing but gave your thigh a tight squeeze. You could've pounced on her then and there.

As you made the final selection, you once again held your breath and waited on the edge of your seat for the result.

This time, it actually worked. A confetti animation decorated the screen as your quiz result populated.

"'The super-love relationship,'" you read off the computer screen, "'Wow, your relationship is like one of those whirlwind Hollywood romances that everyone dreams of having! It's like some sort of fairytale, but it's clearly not fiction.'"

Carol let out a surprised but pleased yell at the results. "We actually are perfect," she noted. "You were right."

You hummed in agreement. "Like some sort of fairytale. That sure does describe how I feel."

"Really?"

You nodded. "Sometimes I can't believe you're real. And that I'm here. And you're mine."

Carol subtly intertwined her hand with yours. "I'm always gonna be yours, babe."

"We're so cheesy," you muttered. "I love us."

Carol smiled. It was so genuine and intriguing. "I love us, too."

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maxislvt · 1 year

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If requests are still open, could you please do Soft!Dark!Daddy!CEO!Carol forcing herself on Secretary!Reader? Bonus points if she's trying to convince Reader to become her sugar baby.

warnings: smut, coercion, imbalanced power dynamics, daddy kink, strap on usage

sorry this took four centuries

"We both know you want me, just take the offer. I promise it's much better than working at a desk all day."

The fabric covered bulge pressing against your ass was too much on its own. It was overstimulating when combined with the fact you were forcefully bent over a desk by your boss of all people. Carol had always been a little inappropriate towards you, but you never thought it'd get that bad.

"Ms. Danvers, you have to stop! You have a meeting in-" Your attempt to push Carol away only earned a harsh slap on your backside. A low moan escaped from your lips before you could catch it. "I'm not interested in your proposition! Now let me go!" Every time you pushed Carol simply pushed back twice as hard.

"All they do is try to squeeze my pockets dry, but you're always there to make sure that doesn't happen. Don't you think you deserve a reward for keeping this company safe?" Carol pulled away just long enough to spin you around so your back was against the desk. Her hands groped at your ass before stripping your lower half. "Just let this happen, okay? Being my baby is so much better than worrying about those shit heads."

Another moan escaped your lips as Carol swirled the tip of her strap-on around your clit. "M-Ms. Danvers, this is really inappropriate! I can't- I can't just quit my job because you want to date me!" You tried pushing Carol off of you only to have your forcefully pinned to the side. Before you could even complain, your boss had buried herself deep inside your walls. "Ah- no! Stop that, please!"

Carol held both of your wrists with one hand and used the other one to stroke your face. "Shush, it's okay baby. You don't have to quit if you don't want to. That just means we'll have to keep it a secret." She whispered into your ear as she began rutting into you. A smile spread across her face as your moan started to get louder. "That's it, just let daddy make you feel good."

The title should've made you uncomfortable. It should've disgusted you how your boss had forced herself on to you and then took control of your body like it was nothing. But it didn't. The wetness leaking from your cunt and onto Carol's pants was proof enough. "Fine, fine! You win, just ah- we can't be late to this meeting!" You attempted to squirm away only for Carol to pull you back down flush against her hips.

"Awe, you're such a hard worker, but daddy would much rather spend time with you today. Why don't you clear my schedule for me, hm?" Carol reached into her back pocket and handed you her phone. "Go ahead, do your job since you want to work so bad." She watched as you hopelessly fumbled with her cellphone to make calls.

You took a deep breath and held the phone close to your ear, hoping the caller wouldn't hear the vulgar sounds coming from your pussy. "Uhm, hello. This is Ms. Danvers' secretary speaking. I was calling to tell you that-" You nearly screamed when Carol started playing with your clit. "That she unfortunately has to cancel today's meeting due to…uh, personal matters. Would it be fine if we rescheduled at the same time tomorrow? I- we could arrange a hotel room for you if necessary!" The call felt like it went on forever. Usually you were so quick with your responses.

"You're doing such a good job for daddy. We can buy you something really cute once I'm done with you for the day." She stroked your cheek like you were some sort of pet. "You want a reward, don't you?" She affectionately squeezed your cheeks.

You nodded, unsure of what else to do. You didn't want to watered down to some human fleshlight, but Carol was much too strong for you to fight. All you could do was obey. "I- daddy, I think I'm gonna cum!" Your declaration lit a fire in Carol. Her thrusts became tougher. If you weren't on the brink of the best orgasm of your life, you would've been worried about breaking the desk. "Fuck, fuck, I'm cumming! Sorry-" A wave of arousal shot through your body and right out onto Carol's pants.

"Fuck, baby. Are you always this messy or are you just happy to have a new daddy?" Her thrusts got slower until she was sure your orgasm was over. She slid out and sat down in her chair. "Ah ah ah, let daddy see you." She spread your legs apart and marveled at the mess between them. "You're such a pretty thing." She whispered before dipping her finger into your cunt.

#panther speaks #anon #panthers drabbles #carol danvers x y/n #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers x you #carol danvers smut #carol danvers #carol danvers fanfiction

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aimmyarrowshigh · 3 months

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JAMuary: 100 Drabbles Based on Songs (2024)

018. Pynk - Carol Danvers/Brunnhilde | Valkyrie

#jamuary: 100 drabbles based on songs (2024)#marvel #the marvels #valcarol #captain marvel #thor: ragnarok #carol x valkyrie #valkyrie x carol danvers #*g #*marvel #*marvels #*thor #*captainmarvel #*brilar #*testho #*jamuary

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littlelivslibrary · 1 year

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I know this is like a week late, but what would the trio do for valentines Day?

Valentines Ask? For our lovely Trio! and their baby girl? Coming right up!

1218 words. I do not do things in small measures😂

Enjoy loves! <3

You had been woken by kisses and breakfast in bed. Your favourite foods and go to morning drink (as well as a glass of water) had been set out delicately on a lap tray with a single red rose in a cute vase. The four of you then tuck in and eat while talking about sweet nothings, as well as you trying your best to get them all to tell you what they have planned. Of course, they don’t. Once breakfast is finished - as well as your water, Natasha was adamant on you finishing that - you’re coaxed out of bed and into the wardrobe by Wanda. A lot of neck kisses and a couple of ass gropes later, you’re dressed and released to go finish off in the bathroom.

They take you ice skating. An excuse to hold you close? You’re about 90% sure; especially as you spend the majority of your time on the ice clinging to one of the trio with a vice grip - you may or may not have even made Natasha grimace when your nails dug into her palm - but do you let that slow you down? No. And neither do your ladies. Even if they’re wearing your nail indents on their skin. You eventually feel confident enough to break away from your stable girlfriends and try skating off on your own (you ignore the fact you know you resemble Bambi on ice) and make it around the entire rink without falling on your ass once. You let out an excited squeal before a rogue child appears out of nowhere and takes you both crashing down. Yeah, after that, you’re done with ice skating. For a while.

The next activity, much to your relief, is on solid ground; or rather, the back of a car. This is where you meet Jim, the trio’s! driver as he greets you with a smile and opens the door to a black Rolls-Royce (because why not?). You all climb into the car and your question on where you’re going gets ignored. Instead, Natasha opens a bottle of champagne and tuts at you for being such a nosey little girl. Ten minutes into the drive, you’re already halfway through your drink in its crystal flute (could they be any more fancier?) and Wanda’s hands are getting very cosy on your body. You blink, and Natasha is on her knees between your legs and Carol tells Jim that you all would like some privacy. Much to your relief as your eyes are seconds away from boring holes into the GPS screen and you’re sure your cheeks could give someone 3rd degree burns. The second the partition is up, you’re torn to shreds. The three women reduce you to jelly in no time. Carol whispers into your ear, “Careful kitten, we don’t want Jim to hear what we’re doing back here, do we?” after you let out a loud and long moan when Natasha stuffs your needy hole with three of her fingers. By the time you arrive at your unknown location, you’re breathing deeply as if you’ve been starved from oxygen (which, with Wanda’s fixation of giving you hand necklaces when you’re being mercilessly pounded into, is a high possibility). You’re given fresh clothes to change into - because obviously that’s something your trio! thought about - and escorted out of the car to an empty barn. What you’re met with makes you gasp: candles are dotted all over the ground, encased in glass jars, and in the centre of the barn is a large red chequered picnic blanket adorned with cushions and pillows and fluffy throws to keep you all cosy. In a cooler there’s champagne and wine and you’re guessing snacks too. And water. It’s perfect. Like from a scene in a movie. You get teary, you won’t lie.

The four of you watch your favourite romantic comedy, settling in under the blankets with fresh drinks in your hand. You all but swoon when Carol pulls out chocolate covered strawberries. It’s such a picturesque moment and you never want it to end. But unfortunately, like the champagne and snacks; the film finishes. Only, the trio have more plans. Of course they do. You’re stripped bare and within mere minutes they have your eyes rolling back in your head and your hands grasping onto whatever they can find. You hear the familiar humming on a vibrator once you’ve regained some composure and try to shut your legs with a whimper. Wanda nips your inner thigh, a silent warning while Carol situates herself on your face. “Let’s see if you can make Carol cum before you can.” Natasha says, placing the tip of the vibrator on your very sensitive clit, smirking and letting out a pout when your body jerks. “Oopsie, set that onto high. My mistake.” You’re too busy focusing on licking at everything Carol has to offer you and trying to hold off your impending orgasm to fully understand whatever it was Natasha said. God, you hope it wasn’t an order. You missed it completely. Two fingers slowly enter you and you whine loudly, causing Carol to let out a loud groan from over you. Her hands nearly tear out your hair while your own hands grasp her arse for dear life. Natasha says something else and you only catch the last of her words, “…make me cum baby…”

Much to your relief, Carol finishes before you. She leaks around your mouth despite you swallowing most of it; what you can’t catch dribbling down your chin and onto your neck. She whines loudly, nails scraping against your skull and she pulls your face so close into her, breathing isn’t an option for a second. Carol climbs off your face and kisses you, shoving her tongue into your mouth. “You can cum, baby. Go on.” You and Natasha finish in unison; your moans echoing loudly from the walls. Your release squirts out little over Natasha’s hand and your body violently trembles. You inhale a bottle of water whilst nestled into Carol while Natasha devours Wanda in front of you.

On the drive back into the city, Natasha tells you all that you missed your reservations at a fancy restaurant and whilst you’re a little gutted, you tell them that you would much prefer a couple of greasy burgers and a shake. So you do. Your millionaire girlfriends drive you through a Drive-Thru in their Rolls-Royce. The whole thing is ridiculous but you love it. The four of you - and Jim - feast on the fast food until you’re sure your stomachs are going to explode.

To end your day, you take a stroll through the park until you end up in the cafe where you had your first date. You try to order a coffee but end up with a decaf coffee instead. When you try to argue, you’re met with three stern faces and quickly back down.

When you’re back at your - because you had forgotten to get something - you lead your women into your bedroom and present them with a card and a small gift each. They take it in turn to kiss you and open what you got them.

How do they thank you? With one last, very intense, orgasm.

By far, the best Valentine’s Day to date.

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oneofstarkskids · 1 year

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do you like babies?

pairing: carol danvers x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: babies?

*this is random shit i came up with while being sleep deprived so keep that in mind*

summary: carol is cute and i'm gay

Carol had been talking about babies a lot lately.

I mean, it made sense. You two had been together for a good four years now.

But every time you turned around she mentioned something infant related.

You were having dinner at a restaurant and she was looking at the menu, "Ha! Prime Rib. You know what rib rhymes with? Crib."

When you were at the store looking for a new toy for Goose because he ate his other one, Carol was gushing over the tiny feet on the baby onesies.

And when you were on your mile run that she made you do once a week, she stopped next to the park and saw a child being pushed on the swing by their dad. "Awww look how cute that is!"You practically had to drag her away from the scene.

You didn't have time for much else. You could always request to transfer to a desk position, but you would have to talk to Carol first before making such a huge decision.

It's not that you didn't want a child, you just didn't think it could be done. Besides the fact that you were in a lesbian relationship, you were one of S.H.I.E.L.D's top agents.

The two of you were watching a movie on the couch of your shared one-story house.

The home was away from the city, pretty much in the middle of nowhere so there weren't any questioning neighbors when Carol would decide to just take off and fly to another planet.

You were playing with her fingers as you thought about how to bring it up, not really paying attention to the film.

Deciding that there wasn't really any "right way", you grabbed the remote and paused the TV.

Carol, who was being the little spoon for the day, looked back at you. "Why'd you pause it?" She asked in a worried tone. She could tell by your expression that you were nervous.

You played with the hem of her shirt, "Do you like babies?" You grimaced to yourself in your head. Do you like babies? Who fucking says that.

Carol sat up and faced you, her brows furrowed in thought, "What're you trying to say?"

"I mean... Do you think we would make good parents?" You silently cursed your inability to express your thoughts.

Despite your lack of communication, Carol knew exactly what you were trying to say. That's what you loved about her, she always knew, "Are we getting a baby?"

"Well, I've been looking into IVF-" you were interrupted by Carol practically jumping into your arms.

She was overjoyed and couldn't stop her smile from growing by the second. She pulled away in excitement, "Oh my God, we're going to be moms!"

You laughed at her enthusiasm.

"We'll have to turn the guest room into the nursery, but it can be like a fun project! And we'll need to baby proof the whole house," she went on a tangent of everything that needed to happen.

"We should also remember to make the actual baby," you reminded her sarcastically.

She laughed and pulled you in for a deep kiss.

"I love you," she whispered with a smile.

You tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before kissing her nose, "I love you too, Sunshine."

#lgbtq #marvel #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers imagine #marvel drabble #lesbian fluff #captain marvel #captain marvel drabble

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wingedwhirlwind · 4 months

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I built a Starforce-themed Christmas tree 🎄

#carol danvers #yon rogg #yon-rogg #captain marvel #procreate #starforce #and a small drabble collection as gift

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sapphickorro · 1 year

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hi!!! i liked your writing and i was wondering if you could write a Carol x reader where carol is late for a christmas party and tries to make it up to reader? fluff and maybe smut pls! ty!

Pairing(s) - Carol Danvers x Reader

summary: Carol comes home for a Christmas Eve party a little too late.

warnings: angst with comfort :) , use of petname “princess”

word count: 947

A/N: I was gonna write a smut butttt…..I think you guys should get a smut from me on Christmas as a gift <3. dont mind the shitty quality pics!!

ao3 - masterlist

The party nears an end as Nick, Monica, and the two Maria’s sit on the floor by the fireplace playing Uno. You’re in the kitchen away from the commotion, watching out the window lost in your thoughts.

You feel a tug on the sleeve of your oversized sweater, you look down and see Monica looking up at you. “Are you waiting for Auntie Carol?” She softly asks.

“Yeah, kiddo.” You lightly smile down at her. You place your mug down onto the island and pick her up in your arms. She giggles holding onto you tightly. “Let’s get you back in the game.”

The two of you sit back on the carpet floor, watching the heated game between the adults go on. Enjoying each other’s company.

“She might not come home tonight.” Nick states blatantly as he drops a reverse card causing one of the Maria’s to groan.

“Yeah, I know.” You solemnly respond. “I just thought she would’ve cleared some time in her schedule to visit us again.”

“Don’t be sad Y/N/N.” The kid cuddled in your arms says to you.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be alright. I just need some time outside.” You drop Monica down onto the floor as you stand up stepping out onto the front porch. You take a seat on one of the steps, pulling your sleeves over your fingers. The cool late night air washes over your face causing you to huddle into yourself.

You wonder if Carol’s on one of the stars that litter the sky during this time of night. Imaging that she probably just got lost on one of the planets instead of forgetting her promise that she’d be back for Christmas. Tears build up in your eyes, you knew what getting into a long distance relationship would cost. You willingly put your heart out for a person that you’d only see once in a while, your love for her tearing down any regrets of getting together.

Yet, why did it hurt so much every time you woke up on your bed alone again. Gripping onto her pillow imaging it was her instead of the white cloth that smelled of her shampoo.

You get placed out of your trance as you see a star flying down towards you. Your star. Your star that consisted of blonde hair and red and blue attire. It was Carol.

You stand up on the ledge of the steps watching her land softly down onto the ground. She slowly walks towards you, a box of chocolates in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in her other.

“Hey princess, sorry to keep you waiting.” She looks into your eyes, guilt written all over them knowing that she had missed another important event to you.

“Carol, do you know what time it is?” You look away from her. She slowly sets down the flowers and chocolates by the fence railing as she holds your hands, instantly warming them up. “I know love, I know. I said I’d be here and I’m here now.” She speaks softly to you, not wanting to anger you more.

“Yeah, at least you decided to show up this time. Carol, I let you miss Thanksgiving but I seriously thought that I’d have to wake up on Christmas morning alone.” You pull your hands away from hers.

“In my defense. I was about to leave the planet I was on, EARLY. I had finished hours ago until the queen of the planet decided to keep me as a personal guard and I told them how I have to make it back onto Earth to go to this really lovely party and see the love of my life again and then chaos ensued and I had to fight them all off. And then, there was this whole political warfare thing-” She catches herself rambling and sighs.

“Look, I’m really sorry. I promised you I’d be here and I couldn’t even get here on time. I really tried and I know you’re upset and disappointed at me. But, can we just enjoy tonight? Christmas is in less than 12 hours and I’d love to do nothing but snuggle in bed with you as we get our matching pjs on while watching those cheesy christmas movies you always watch.” She places a hand on your cheek turning you to look at her and you give in. You could never say no to Carol no matter how upset you were at her.

For the first time since she landed, you noticed her dirtied suit and bloodied face. Her hair’s a mess and you can’t help but smile at how although she just got out of a big fight she still came with flowers and chocolates, just for you.

You pull her in for a kiss. “Fine, but you might be sleeping on the couch for a while till you learn your lesson.”

“Aw man, perhaps I could pay you back in another way?” She says grinning, leaning in to kiss you again.

“Auntie Carol!!!” The two of you break away as Monica runs out with her arms open.

“Monica!” Carol kneels down to embrace Monica’s hug. Picking her up and swinging her around. The three of you giggle as a shadow fills behind you. The other adults stand by the doorway smiling.

“Good to see you made the party.” Rambeau says. “Nick, Rambeau, Hill. Glad to see you guys.” Carol says walking towards them, Monica still in her arms. You pick up the chocolates and flowers, walking back into the house with a smile on your face.

Perhaps tonight wasn’t so bad. The only thing you could’ve wished for came to you.

#﹔﹒ korro writes﹒ ෆ #carol danvers x reader drabble #korro writes 🎞

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ncis-nerd · 1 month

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Drabble-

Ship: Carol Danvers x gn!reader

Warnings: Reader has a uterus, Smut, Subspace, Oral sex, Reader sucks on Carol's strap.

A string of drool dripped down y/n's lip. They stood there on their knees, all spaced out. "Mm, daddy's little cockslut has no thoughts in their head, do they? All they know is to suck." Carol cooed, stroking y/n's hair as they gagged on Carol's cock. Licking the dildo and wet sounds escaping their mouth. Carol tugged on their perky nipples, they moaned in response. "So responsive, I love your little sounds, bunny." Carol praised, y/n's glassy eyes met hers. God, y/n looked so perfect like this, Carol loved that y/n trusted her this much to submit to her all the time, giving Carol full control.

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emeryvell · 8 months

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Distractions

Carol Danvers x she/her character

tags: tiny tiny bit of angst, oh? oh.

words: 737

small note: OC doesn't know about Carol's past, she joined the Starforce shortly after Carol, otherwise, she is anything you want her to be

please, let me know of any errors you may encounter

‘’You promised me there was nothing between you and him!’’ She couldn’t believe it. It was one thing to wake up alone in the middle of the night after a night of whispered promises and intertwined breaths, but to walk into her (maybe) partner and their commander sharing a kiss was a thought she never wanted to entertain. Yet, it happened.

Yon-Rogg was a jerk. He presented himself as this benevolent leader figure with a genuine desire to help others, always having the right word to say to those who needed it and she didn’t like him. Not just because she could see through his facade, but because when he was around Vers, Yon-Rogg seemed like a different man. As if he was trying to penetrate her soul and suck out every thought she had. He needed something from her and she could read his calculated moves. Vers was, however, blind to it. At least she thought, they never talked much about him.

‘’And at that time it was the truth,’’ Vers threw up her hands like whatever because she didn't understand why was the girl so upset. In Vers’ mind, they were just sleeping together; de-stressing, as the girl once said while grabbing Vers’ hips to turn her around, and make her see stars. ‘’I thought you and Minn-Erva had another bet on.’’

‘’We only ever had one bet, which I won by the way, and-’’ she suddenly stopped because she didn't know what to say. The girl suddenly realized how strange she sounded. She and Vers were not a couple, they spent a couple of nights together and that was all, she had no right to ask for an explanation. But it hurt. She thought that something had started to develop between them, but it was probably only in her head.

‘’I’m sorry, I was stupid and I thought- I believed there was something forming between us.’’ There was no point in lying, she had already made a mess of herself. The girl was almost crying. They stood in Vers’ room, it was the closest room where they wouldn't disturb anyone in the middle of the night. Vers was fully dressed in sports clothes, which meant that she had another nightmare and, as was her habit, went to work out. The girl was only in her robe, hugging it tightly to her body as the nights on Hala became colder these days. There was silence.

Until Vers broke it. ‘’Yon-Rogg kissed me, I didn't kiss him. He has been watching us for a long time and he thinks that this ‘thing’ between us makes it impossible for us to concentrate and improve in our duties. That we distract each other.’’

Oh.

‘’I guess his kiss was supposed to be some kind of power move? I have no idea, maybe he though that his kiss would magically erase my feelings? I mean, my head is a mess and my memory sucks but I do have a strong feeling that I know how it feels like to like someone-’’ Vers kept rambling and moving in circles, and didn't notice at all how the girl was looking at her with big eyes and a half-open mouth.

‘’Oh,’ the girl stopped her rambling and caught her hands lightly. She knew Vers. She is decisive and has a strong spirit, she likes to argue but always only about small things, she respects the decisions of her superiors and even if she sometimes tries to be a rebel, she remains loyal to her people. But what is most important, she listens to her guts. And if her guts told her to doubt Yon-Rogg, that’s a step forward, and the girl was winning.

With their fingers intertwined, she pulled her close, put her mouth to Vers’ ear and whispered: ‘’He’s a dick.’’ Her mouth continued lower, across her cheek, until it reached the edge of her lips lifted in a smile.

‘’'Will you let me continue to be your distraction, this time officially?’’ They could not maintain eye contact, both girls' eyes on nothing but the other's lips. Their breath began to mix and they could hear each other's heartbeats.

‘’Only if I can stay as yours,’’ Vers’ hands began to drift freely under her robe, ‘’officially!’’

As they fell back onto the unmade bed, the sound of their breaths and whimpers filled the room, echoing the warmth of their whispered promises.

#carol danvers #captain marvel #the marvels #carol danvers x oc #x reader ?#carol danvers drabble #carol danvers fluff #mcu #marvel

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widowbitessting · 5 months

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Imagine….💦 (NSFW)

After the first time Baby sleeps with the Trio, she only manages to cum once she gets really self conscious about sleeping with them…convincing herself she’s broken…the Trio notice somethings wrong and eventually coax it out of her and the Baby is mortified. Convinced she is broken, but the Trio calm her down and explain to her that she isn’t.

“You just haven’t found the right sexual partners yet, baby girl.” Carol says.

“It’s hard to make yourself cum more than once.” Natasha says into your ear.

“But with us, your body will just react. Let us take control of you. Don’t overthink it. Don’t fight it. Just feel.” Wanda says.

So the next time the Trio take you to bed, they take you to bed. They coax your first orgasm out of you nice and slow; you finish on Carol’s fingers with Natasha’s tongue deep in your mouth and Wanda’s teeth in your neck.

After that, they’re still on you…just not inside of you. Letting you have a second to just jerk and feel your orgasm. Whispering dirty things into your ears to keep you squirming and wet. So, so wet.

And when they bring out a toy and order you to climb on - carefully - you do as you're told. Even if you're blushing red. They swarm you, never once leaving your skin; fingers lips, teeth.

And when Natasha clicks the toy on you all but jerk and nearly fly off. But Wanda keeps you down.

"You'll be sensitive. But I know you can do it."

Your back arches as your clit fully makes contact and you eyes flutter shut. Your hips move on their own accord. You're chasing the sensation between your legs and God, it feels so good.

Carol bites down on your nipples and you squeak, hips jerking so fast you all hear the squelch down there.

"Someone is very wet for us, hmm?" Natasha drags your bottom lip between her teeth. "You're so fucking hot, baby girl. Fuck."

When it gets switched to the medium setting, your hips move faster and your breathing comes out in lewd gasps, head lolling back as you can feeling another orgasm brewing.

"Oh...oh..."

"That's it baby."

"Ride it like the good girl you are."

"Maybe next time you can ride daddy's cock huh? Let us guide your hips...fuck you into oblivion as many times as we want?"

You don't know who does it but the toy is switched to the highest setting and you chase your orgasm so intently you let swear word after swear word slip from your mouth.

And when it hits you, that powerful wave of sheer, hot, pleasure, you double forward and scream into the mattress, body spasming and jerking as wave after wave flows through you.

Someone kisses your spine and you slump off the toy and onto the bed. The other switches the toy off and a pair of lips meet your own.

You're breathing hard. Gasping for breath.

"You're okay, baby girl. Our good girl." Wanda whispers.

"I - I didn't, wow. Oh."

"How was that, my love?" Natasha asks.

You can't even form sentences. You can only nod as you let out a little laugh.

"We knew you had it in you." Carol smiles.

From then on, the Trio never let you just have one orgasm.

No, they own your body.

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

#natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #carol danvers #reader insert #sugar mommies #sugar mommies!asks #spiderbites #smu #natasha x wanda x carol x reader #sugar mommies drabbles #sugar mommies drabble #18+ only #18+ content #sugar mommies imagine

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wandamaximoffsbadgirl · 2 months

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

My Voice of Reason

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

Word count: 660

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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maxislvt · 1 year

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If requests are still open, could we get some smutty Carol fluff with a side of breeding? Maybe a college girlfriends AU, or new neighbors?

warnings: smut, fingering, daddy kinks, breeding kinks, fake cum, vaginal plugs, mentions of anal sex

"Care Bear, there's no way you expect me to fit that thing in me."

A nervous laugh fell from your lips as you watched your girlfriend attach the dildo to the harness. Visually speaking, it didn't stand out compared to the collection of toys you two had gathered over the last few months. Pale and a bit cartoonish, but that was about it. It was special because it could do something none of your other toys could.

Carol frowned as she looked down at the toy attached to her hips. "It's not too long, is it? The lady said this was the smallest they get so it's fine if you don't want to -"

You giggled and pulled your girlfriend onto the bed. "No, Carol, it's just…wide." You use your thumb and pointer finger to measure the width of the dildo. "This," You said pointing at the space between your fingers, "Is not going to fit in here. I've never taken anything that big before." It had to have been twice as thick as Carol's wrist.

Carol's eyes switched between your cunt and the dildo. Though she tried to listen to your rationalizations, she was one-track-minded at times. All she could think about was spreading your legs and filling your hole with her cum. Just the thought of you pregnant and filled with her babies had her drooling. "We can…we can make it fit." Her fingers spread your lower lips apart and she watched as your cunt squeezed around nothing. "Look, it's just begging for it."

The switch always caught you off guard. One moment Carol was your fluffy golden retriever of a girlfriend and the next she had you bent over and begging for another orgasm. It was like a whole different person in your bed.

"Easy, Care Bear. I know you love being daddy but if you have me screaming at the top of my lungs, someone's bound to call the RA up here." You held Carol's face and gave her a butterfly kiss. "Don't give me that look, you're the one that broke my bed last time you got all tough and had me call you daddy." You continued kissing Carol's face until she busted out into a fit of giggles.

"That was hot and I fixed it anyway!" She mumbled under her breath before going for another kiss. This one was slower. Carol's tongue slipped into your mouth with ease. You practically melted into each other. Carol knew what your body needed before you did. Two fingers slid into your cunt with almost no resistance. "God, you're so wet for me, you want my babies that bad?"

You let out a noise somewhere between a laugh and a moan. "You perv, you'd give them to me even if I didn't want them." Another moan fell from your lips as she pushed her fingers deeper. The spongy patch of nerves deep within wasn't safe from Carol's slender fingers. "Fuck, if you keep that up I don't think I'll last long!"

Carol simply laughed and began attacking your neck with open mouth kisses. "You'd like it," She teased just as she spread her fingers inside of you. "Ah, hmm, ah daddy please," She said in a mocking tone. "What was that? I could hear you over all that whining."

You hated when she got like that, all confident and mouthy. It was too hot for you to make fun of. “Just put that thing in me before I take it back to the store.” A sharp exhale slipped through your teeth as the tip of the dildo practically split you open. Carol’s words of praise fell on deaf ears as she continued to thrust into her. Profanities flowed out of your mouth like a river. It felt like hours had passed before Carol’s hips met yours. “Oh god, I’m never letting you buy a strap-on without me ever again!” You hissed.

“You said that last time and then I bought this.” Carol kissed your cheek. Pacing herself was almost impossible. She wanted nothing more than to fuck you stupid and watch you beg for her mercy. Instead, she'd just have to spoil. "Doesn't that feel good? I thought you liked being nice and full." Her hips moved at an agonizingly slow pace, but your desperate whining was enough to keep her motivated. "That's what daddy likes to hear, let it out for me." Her fingers reached down to rub small circles around your clit.

Your hands immediately went to cover Carol's mouth. For a moment you couldn't even speak. Every word that came out of your mouth melted into nothing but the sound of pure bliss. "I-I said we weren't doing that." You tried to laugh through the growing arousal but it was hopeless. The look in your lover's eyes made it very clear she'd already given into her urges. It was only a matter of time before you did too.

Carol leaned forward and pushed your legs up, allowing the toy to go deeper inside of you. "I can be soft and be daddy at the same time. Someone just likes to be a little shit and make me be mean." It didn't take long for her to abandon the slow pace for one much rougher and quick. "Fuck, you're gonna look so hot with my babies in you."

Your hand immediately clasped over your own mouth in a desperate attempt to muffle the noises coming from your throat. "You're talking like this stuff is gonna actually get me pregnant."

"If it could, you'd be pregnant at least six times over by now."

A shiver ran down your spine as your orgasm began to take over your body. You'd never live that moment down, but it was the least of your worries when Carol was pumping you full of cum. Feeling the sticky warm liquid painting your walls was almost enough to send you spiraling into a second orgasm. It was easily the longest orgasm you'd ever had.

"Hey, hey, stay still. I don't want it to spill out." Carol reached into her bedside drawer and pulled out what you thought to be a butt plug. It was oddly shaped hollow in the middle. She slipped the toy into your already filled cunt and gave the base a light tap. "It looks cute."

You tried to roll over on your side but was immediately overwhelmed by the feeling of the toy and cum moving with you. You winced at the feeling but didn't bother to lay back down on your back. "How long does it take for this to be inside me before it stops being hot and starts being gross?"

Carol shyly rubbed the tip of the toy against your backside. "Long enough for me to try the other hole and take pictures?" She put on her best puppy dog face with the hopes of convincing you.

"You're awful," You teased before turning around to give her a quick kiss. "Fine I'll try it, just give me a minute first."

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