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Guardian Angel || Part I

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Word Count: 1196

Summary: I kinda want it to be a surprise...

Warnings: Brief Mention of Death, Some talk about love, Mentions of Heaven

Pairing: Carol Danvers x Reader

A/N: Hi everyone!! I’m super duper excited to share the first part of my first series today!! The idea was given to me by my lovely teammate @aesthetiff because I’m incapable of coming up with things myself and I sincerely hope you are just as excited for this as I am! Ok, enjoy :)

Parts: {I}, {II}, {III}, {IV}

You thought it funny that humans described one of the stages of love as “falling.” Out of all of their silly phrases that one has always stood out to you as the most confusing. The humans liked to use “falling in love” to explain the attachment of feelings to another human but you didn’t see how falling had anything to do with it.

Love was something that had always fascinated you, it was an emotion that Guardian Angels like yourself didn’t feel. For millennia you watched on as your assignments declared their love for human after human, sometimes ending well and other times not. Love encompassed each and everyone of your assignments and over time you found yourself studying it in its many forms. From mothers to brothers to girlfriends to grandkids, love was always abundant and plentiful.

When one of your assignments would pass, obviously at the time they were supposed to (you were nothing if not meticulous), you would spend your time surveying the next assignment’s circle of love to find out more about their life. Your job didn’t demand you know about the lives of your assignments, in fact most of the friends you had made during work refused to get to know theirs, but you had gotten into the habit of doing so.

On one particular year you watched with tears in your eyes as one of your assignment’s wives laid them to rest. They had lived a long happy life but it wasn’t always easy, especially in the beginning. Your assignment was bullied at both school and home for who they identified as and while it broke your heart, it was all part of the process. It was against the rules for you to intervene in an assignment’s life unless an action was required of you to ensure that your assignment remained on the path that was selected for them. In the end, they ended up attending many protest events and became a public figure who did their damnedest to prevent children like them from going through the same harsh childhood. You got to experience their love and passion for their cause and eventually, their wife. You mourned right alongside the world when they died, until you had to move on again. Another clean slate.

You had just arrived back at your office from their funeral, where you were kept hidden with a cloaking spell, when your boss Stan strolled in and slapped a file on your desk.

“Danvers, Carol. Currently she is in her mom’s womb but she is destined to be a hero, a legend. You’ve been assigned to ensure that she follows along that course and to simultaneously protect her from the dark realm. Your success is of the essence. Good luck, (Y/L/N).”

As always, you were ecstatic to meet Carol. You wondered what she would be like and who she would grow to love. Time passed and Carol grew to be a strong young woman, just like the origin of her name stated. At ten years old you had only had to intervene a grand total of two times. At fifteen the amount raised to four and then at eighteen, the number four stuck. She enlisted into the Air Force and you could tell that she would fly (haha) through the ranks with ease. Everything was going just as planned for Carol but you couldn’t help but be concerned over her love life. Yeah, maybe that wasn’t what you were supposed to be focusing on, but at the age of eighteen, an adult, most of your other assignments had at least one person that they loved. At twenty she had gained two loves, but you recognized them as strictly platonic from her side of things. You watched as she was abducted by an alien force called the Kree and as she absorbed the powers of the Tesseract, which you knew to also be the space stone. You were powerless to do anything, as these events were all meant to happen, but you frowned deeply as she aged, still sans love. Carol deserved love! All of your other assignments got someone to love so why shouldn’t she?

You quickly developed an obsession over Carol’s love life. So maybe it wasn’t healthy, sue you; finding love was just as important as fulfilling one’s destiny. You started taking more risks with your job, intervening and sending Carol people who you thought were worthy of her love. She rejected each and every one of them and you grew frustrated. She was such a strong woman and she would only grow stronger, she deserved to have someone who loved and cared for her by her side.

One day you got lucky, Carol was paying attention to one of the women that you had sent her way for the first time ever. You cheered and sent the woman some of your thoughts that you had for dates. Carol responded well to each date she was taken on and so you took it upon yourself to take over the woman’s actions completely. You set up each date for Carol and the woman, who was essentially just a mask for you at this point, and you talked to Carol for the first time. Once you started talking to her you couldn’t stop and so you didn’t. You lived your life as the woman and things were going smoothly until one fateful day: You and Carol were on a date in the park when a raider of the dark force struck her out in the open. Before she could be injured you stepped protectively in front of her and took the hit for her, which was what you normally did- but normally you were cloaked and not visible and not using a woman’s body to hide and shit. You screwed up majorly as you watched the woman’s body perish from the hit and Carol fell to her knees, sobbing.

You rushed back to heaven and hid in your office, nibbling on your fingernails. You were busy cursing in your head when Stan stomped into the room, radiating anger. “Stan! I can explain! I didn’t mean for that to happen, I just got so caught up in things an-“

Stan held up a hand to silence you. He shook his head in both disappointment and dismay. He didn’t want to have to punish you but it was the only way. You were in way too deep with Carol and being in love with an assignment was strictly against the rules. Guardian Angels simply could not experience love. With a swift kick to your behind you tumbled off the edge of the cliff and were sent airborne.

Which brings you to now, present day: you were in love with Carol and simultaneously, you were falling for her.

Falling falling falling, first through the white skies of heaven, then through the golden gate of the realms, and finally through Earth’s bright blue skies. The lush-green ground was getting closer at an alarmingly fast rate and the last thing you heard before impact was the whistling wind that swept you towards the pristine white building in the distance.

A/N: Please please please let me know what you think of it! I really hope everyone likes it because I’m going to make it a series. Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist and have a good day. Sometimes we don’t have the energy to do things and I want you to know that that is ok, and that I would never judge you for anything. Thanks, Viv :)

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