I always knew if I just could get up to space, no one could me who I couldn’t be or what I couldn’t do. Once I finally made it to the air, I fought off the noise engine that rumbled through my ears. I drowned out all the voices that said I was nothing, or that I did good...for a girl. I drowned out the doubts that came in my father’s voice. But once I learned to not listen to that anymore, I only heard what I knew. I always think about the night I stumbled along to my future. In a single moment that felt as quick as a heart beat, I inherited powers of a planet and a people I had never known. I became stronger and faster. I did the one thing I always wanted to do, I flew higher and burned brighter than any star. What did I find? People see what they wanna believe. To the NSA, it’s an anomalous artifact. To the Kree, a Psyche-Magnetron. To the others, it’s a mirari, a thing of pure wonder, a source of marvels. Hell maybe to pops it would be some astronaut hubby. The honest truth is, I don’t really care what it’s called. I don’t care if I found it or it found me. I don’t even care if it was an accident or my destiny. All I know is I went to lose myself in these stars. But instead it’s where I found myself. My true self. All of me. Carol Danvers and Captain Marvel.
i’m pretty sure this is gonna flop but it is the only thing i have to post so 🤷🏻♀️ i love them sO much ugh i cry everytime they show up in a comic (btw pls read young avengers, it’s really good)
If you were like most of us, you were wondering why Marvel heroes have gone from the big bad Thanos to a little old lady. Well, as you may have guessed this little old lady is not as she seems…⠀
Who is she? Certainly not Mrs. Doubtfire...⠀
Find out - Link in bio.⠀
Bruce & the @spectecle squad,⠀