I´ve Decided To Join The Carol Corps, The Steampunk Carol Corps Old Lineart, I Just Added Some Flat

Dueling Carols I think I’m going to start pulling a Lucas on some of the issues I’ve had with my older pieces. Come at them with fresh eyes and,hopefully, a little more skill, while trying not to go down the rabbit hole of re-doing everything.Keep it to 20-30 minute windows. …I’m still impressively slow, by the way….

Wanted to do my version of Carol’s suit for a long time. So here it is. And haircuts of course.

P.S. I really appreciate current Captain’s design. It’s perfect.

Cap, by Tony Piper

cap’n marvel

Once again Captain Marvel

Ms Marvel

by Alejandro Germanico Benit (Xermanico)

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hi! i was wondering if you wrote spnfemslash? and if so would you write for hannah/kim(10x02reichenbach-towtrucktarapratt)? please&thanks for your time :D

sorry this took a bit, i had to finish some homework. anyways, here’s wonderwall.

There’s a horrible pain across her back, a writhing agony that makes it hard to breathe. She gasps in cool air shallowly, the burn of the crisp winter breeze burning at her lungs as they try to fill. Her head spins, and she’s not sure where she is anymore.

A light fills her vision, and for a brief moment a hope fills her, and she would fall to her knees, except apparently she’s lying down. The light stops near her, and there are footsteps approaching. She prays that her Father is here to take away the pain.

Gentle hands touch her, sending a shiver through her body. They try to roll her on her back, and she cries out. Why is she in such agony. She just wants it to end.

"-be okay….don’t m….mbulance…."

The voice is female and human, and Hannah tries to ignore the despair that coils through her at the thought that her Father has abandoned her in this moment of need. Something about the words rile her from her fog, and she weakly grips at a nearby sleeve. “No…ambulance…” A cough rattles through her from the effort, and the last thing she sees before passing into oblivion are a pair of desperate brown eyes watching her.

Those eyes make her feel safe.

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“Ms Captain Marvel” by Dexter Soy

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.

Matt Spitz sent me a scan of this beautiful Cliff Chiang Captain Marvel commission he got at Heroes Con 2014.