- not hold in her impulses around her if she tried. )

That’s what you want, right—?!

( Eyes flared up once again. At the very least, she was willing to take this somewhere where minimal civilians could get hurt.

But she masked that under spite and venom expertly. )

How about I grant that wish then? But with one little caveat. You’re coming with me. A small corner of the world where we can really be ourselves.

( Whatever promise of peace that had existed before had completely disappeared at this point. Carol was like her personal berserk button. She could -

- and yet it is. ]

Powers from the stone. Why would I need / your / power when I can have whatever I want, whenever I want?

I can’t blame you for being so damn egotistical all the time. This feeling… it really is intoxicating.

[ Cosmic reds spark in her eyes. Swirling, almost uncontrollable. It shouldn’t be in her -

Excuse me, toxic WHAT?!

Come on, Captain. It’s not like I’m here to fight. Not in public. Not here. …Even though I have the power to kick your ass whenever I want.

( Smug and spiteful.

Never a good combo to have. )

I know. I used to interview people.

You’d know all about that, of course.

I can tell. Those eyes. They’re saying, “I really, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 want to just… give you a big ol’ hug, Ripley.”

It’s almost heartwarming.

Aw, what’s wrong?

You miss me or something?

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
⠀
⠀ ⠀ ❝ BEFORE THE DARKNESS
SNUFFS OUT THE FINAL
⠀ STAR. ❞

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

temp. pinned; carol danvers, known as ‘ms. marvel’, as written by carmilla.

mdni, lewd + taboo dni.

Oh.

Hell.

No.

( ᴅᴇᴇᴛᴢɪᴇ )

Tysm !!

She is absolutely so fun to write, and I’m glad you enjoy her too! She’s just the biggest asshole sometimes lmaoo

( ᴅᴇᴇᴛᴢɪᴇ )

Hope I’m doing good as Ripley though. As said before, first time writing a Marvel character in the main comics continuity. I feel like I’m just finding my rhythm atm.

- mist, and everything returned to the way it was. Her eyes slightly lifted up, amazed at just how clean it all was. Not an atom out of place.

❝ Huh… Whaddya know…. ❞

- distracted. Her eyes glanced around at the open space. She never really thought about it, only ever having done this in the spur of the moment.

❝ Oh, pff. Yeah, they’re fine. I think, ❞ Came an unsure utterance. But true to her word, the miniature world she created warped away in a wave of red -

❝ Hey, don’t compare me to th-… ❞

Frustration built up in her head, making her lose focus for just a moment. Her eyes flared up, and the tampering she accomplished with her powers distorted like a video on a scratched disk.

But it only took a moment for her to remember herself. Couldn’t get -

- from Felicia grew a need to overcompensate. Well, what was more big-time-villain than a big-time-act. Scratch that — it was more godlike than anything else.

❝ It’s not a cheap illusion either. Touch it. Sense it. It’s all real, girl. Everything here is made by yours truly! ❞

❝ Like it? It’s fun having reality as your plaything. Cathartic as hell too. ❞

There was something much more sinister in her voice now, like whatever wolf underneath her just discarded it’s sheep’s clothing. A wily grin spread from cheek to cheek under her mask.

All that ‘baby villain’ talk -

💜Chief of Security💜

Art by @/Ivyvine_17 on Instagram

- it. Expectant eyes glanced down at the spider, a huff in her breath.

❝ Well, how’s that for edge? ❞

- massive stage now inhabiting the area where the alleyway had once been. Space was warped though it’s area of effect was limited. Regardless — it was all she needed.

The curtains, the spotlight, the applause that came from nowhere. Even if it was a waste of juice, it felt so damn good doing -

❝ …Yeah, yeah, everyone’s a critic. Alright. You wanna see something new? I’ll give you a 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰. ❞

Her ego bruised, she couldn’t help herself. The initial plan was to keep her more… versatile powers a secret. But screw that. She was going all the way.

From the depths of her subconscious came a -

No More Heroes: Pleather For Breakfast YouTube video by Mr. Dub

@marymarvel.bsky.social

youtu.be/2aPSLqJ341g?...

- knew that much.

❝ Well, for starters, I can 𝗳𝗹𝘆. ❞

Getting better at integrating her power activations into her sentences, she propelled herself slightly in the air, hands on hips.

Could she help it if she wanted to show off a little? Really take in the superhero image? She worked this better than Carol, she -