Ms. Marvel - Mike Walsh

Ms. Marvel by Mike Mckone

Captain Marvel

Cap, by Tony Piper

Kinda leisurely working on this. It’s fun to imagine what Carol might have lying around her place. Next got to fix the perspective, or lack thereof he he…

WIP WIP WIP

Hannah x Kim - Farmer’s Daughter AU for mrs-pants47.

{NSFW SPN Femslash.}

Hannah was never the wild or reckless type, but she did prefer to learn by doing. She’d jump in and get to work without reading instructions, mostly out of curiosity and an eagerness to get things done. So she wasn’t out joy-riding in the family tractor when she ended up broken down on a rural road, she’d just lost control of the machine a little bit.

Kim wasn’t even working when she found her out there, and she couldn’t do anything about the tractor without her gear, but she didn’t hesitate to offer the stranded woman a ride. “I can drop you off at home and then get what I need to pull the tractor around for you. Or you can ride with me to pick the rig up–you never know, I could just be a thief planning to run off with your tractor!”

Only because she was sweaty and exhausted, Hannah chose the ride home. She hoped that anyone who would joke about stealing her tractor didn’t actually intend to steal her tractor. Tired as she was, though, when someone does a kindness for you, well you just want to do a kindness right back. So Hannah made sure to at least have some fresh iced tea waiting for that helpful woman when she arrived. It was one small display of hospitality, but over the next days and weeks there would be far more.

Very briefly, Hannah and Kim had been generous strangers, but they quickly became generous friends. Their generosity as lovers was unquestionable. Eventually, Hannah even started to understand the jokes about farmers daughters. At least when Kim told them.

I doodled Carol Danvers flirting with a bodybuilder pose and I have only regrets

hannah/kim + ivy league (for mrs-pants47)

The university grounds and old, stone buildings are icy and cold, buried under heaps of crisp white snow. Luckily, Professor Hannah Milton’s office is warm and cozy: so cozy, in fact, that she’s not as focused on her students’ essays as she should be.

Instead, she’s entertaining a few ideas on how to spend such a lovely evening. And they all seem to involve the university soccer coach whose office lies just across the hall.

Pushing the papers aside, she decides it may not be such a bad idea to just go say hello to her neighbor. And to see where things might lead, if nudged in the right direction.

Ms. Marvel by Drew Johnson

HANNAH/KIM AO3

changed goddessofcruelty 1,102

car problems bloodandcream 1,515

not-axe-murderer thatwhirringsound 1,084

shift of perspective bloodandcream 1,878

human error cucoo4cas 1,368