Ms. Marvel By Olivier Coipel

carol warmup ahhhh it’s been so longggg

Captain Marvel by Sarugula

I started this painting specifically for CarolCon but I’m struggling to finish it, so here’s a cropped/slightly digitally modified version before the day ends — I know I’ll finish it someday or repaint it completely. Anyway, thanks to everyone involved in organizing and participating in the event! I really loved going through the tag and I love this fandom. I may have hooked in some new readers too, hopefully. :>

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hannahandkim

hey! supernatural(reichenbach-10x02) - (angel)hannah/kim(towtruckdriver) - please&thanks for your time :D

The glass bowl landed with a loud crash spreading cold beans and glass across her kitchen floor. The beautiful woman in Kim’s kitchen looked down and blinked. “Is that the surprise?”

“I-” her reply caught in her throat. Rather than finish it, the mechanic dropped down to pick up the remnants of the salad and the second best bowl in her apartment. The woman immediately crouched down to help her. “How did you get-”

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I should have… made my presence known earlier. I know humans- I know it’s rude to come in uninvited. I’m Hannah from-”

“From the other night,” Kim finished, “Yeah, I remember you. What are you doing here?”

Hannah took a step back, glancing awkwardly. “I’ll go. I’m sorry.”

“No,” Kim put out her hand to stop her. “No, it’s fine. I’m just… surprised. I didn’t think I left the door unlocked.”

“You didn’t.” Hannah said. Kim blinked. She really was beautiful, even in the dim lighting of Kim’s tiny kitchen. Kim couldn’t exactly place what seemed so extraordinary about the woman. Her features, reddish brown hair, clear ivory skin and an adorable button of a nose, weren’t exactly exceptional, but the mix of them gave her an ethereal effect that Kim had never seen in another person’s face before.

Hannah smiled, nervous under Kim’s scrutiny. “I’m sorry to disturb you,” she said, almost as if it were a practiced speech. “I didn’t precisely know where to go…”

“Did you and your-” but she had said she wasn’t with the man from earlier. Kim hadn’t noticed any sign of him around the apartment. “Did you split up with your friend?”

Hannah nodded, inhaling softly. “He had other business to attend to somewhere else… and I felt comfortable here. May I stay?”

“Um, sure?” Kim shrugged, at a loss for what else to do. “My daughter’s at a sleepover so if you wanted a bed bed-”

“The couch would be fine.” Hannah said. “I don’t sleep.”

“You don’t sleep?” Kim repeated and shook her head, trying not to let her curiosity ruin a beautiful woman in her kitchen asking her to stay the night. “Okay well, if you need a place to stay-”

“I don’t.” Hannah said and then shook her head, like it wasn’t quite what she meant. She thought for a moment and then said; “What I need… I’m not sure what I need, Kim. I want to be here with you. I don’t want many things but I want to be here.”

“Well,” Kim shrugged at a total loss. She gestured around the kitchen, her apartment, her entire life, “You’re welcome to it.”

“Thank you,” Hannah said. She took a step forward and kissed Kim softly. Had the Mechanic still been holding her dinner she would have dropped it again. Other women had kissed Kim before, in varying degrees of chastity and obscenity but they’d never filled her with that kind of warm, blissful light just with the touch of lips against her own. The kiss ended almost as quickly as it began with Hannah stepping back.

“I’m sorry,” she said again, “I should have asked. I just wanted to-”

“Hey,” Kim said in a shaky voice. She stepped slowly into Hannah’s space, elated when the beautiful woman didn’t withdraw further, and cupped her palm against the smooth cheek. “Whatever you want, Hannah. Whatever you want is fine.”

Hannah smiled, just a quick quirk of her lips but enough to make Kim’s heart flutter like she was back in  seventh grade, and kissed her again. Slow but insistent, the two women made their way through the small apartment and well, still intertwined onto the bed.

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A piece I’m using for a full page panel in a short ‘way in which Carol could be introduced to the MCU’ comic I’m working on, featuring Air Force Bros Carol and Rhodey.

Sara Pichelli (via Awesome Art Picks: Moon Knight, Magneto, Bizarro, and More - Comic Vine)

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