Summary → After discovering Bucky’s affair with none other than The Black Widow, you feel the need to confront the situation and walk away.
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Warnings → Cursing, implied sex/smut, mostly just really angsty!
A/N → Based on this request: “Do you think you could write a Bucky x Reader where he leaves her for Natasha or another woman, and with “ When you realise that you made a mistake, don’t come looking for me ” please ? Angst and maybe fluff if possible ? I love your writing !” Been doing a lot of angst lately, which I surprisingly enjoy? Let me know what y’all think!
“You know, I would have come straight to
Bucharest, if you had bothered to pick up any of my calls. Or answered any of
my text messages.”
The trademark jet-black knapsack
that had somehow become permanently entangled with Bucky slipped through his metal
digits, landing with light thud against the hardwood floor. Even from beneath his
navy ball cap, Bucky’s gaze was sharp, inspecting you with an expression
that bred uncertainty and worry in the pit of your stomach. You remained
misty-eyed as you watched the enormous man approach you with caution, somehow entirely
different than the man you remembered; the man you had once fallen hopelessly in
Can you do a not-a-Mary-Sue argument for Astrid? I did think she was when I first watched the movie, but I love her character now, so when I see someone calling her a Mary Sue I always frown.
“Mary Sue” is used to mean almost anything anymore. Any time people see a female character that they feel is lazy writing or portraying common elements that reappear in many female characters, she’s called a Mary Sue. The purest definition of a Mary Sue is a perfect character with seemingly no flaws and seems to idealize an author’s wish fulfillment. If a Mary Sue has flaws, I often see they’re related to either something trivial, or something overly angsty and dramatic.
Astrid isn’t that. Even if we’re looking just at the first HTTYD, she is hardly wish fulfillment or perfect. She might start as Hiccup’s wish fulfillment - but the entire point is that Astrid’s skills of fighting dragons isn’t what is actually needed to keep Berk safe. Astrid is Hiccup’s ideal of a Viking… an ideal which ultimately needs to change for either Hiccup or Astrid to become their greater selves.
The television series, Gift of the Night Fury, the second movie, and other canon elements help expand Astrid even more. We see some specific weaknesses: instability when it comes to her family’s safety and honor, uncertainty when it comes to elements of her early romance with Hiccup, hot temper resulting in fiery reactions. We also see strengths: a logical side, an empathetic side, even a silly side. Astrid teasing Hiccup at the start of HTTYD 2 is not something we would expect of the “uber cool, ideal Mary Sue.” Astrid isn’t that straightforward definition of a Mary Sue, no, not at all.
That said, what people are picking up on for Astrid being a “Mary Sue” is that she does contain a lot of features in what I call a “stereotypical action woman.” The concept of a Mary Sue and a “stereotypical action woman” are sometimes conflated anymore, but what I mean by stereotypical action woman is:
A female character who is a very badass fighter. Oftentimes, her fighting skills will be related to athleticism, close-quarters fighting, and agility.
She also tends to look very sexy. Her clothing may be impractical, or her physique will noticeably be what society considers “hot.”
She tends to be cold and more emotionally separated off from the other characters. She is the hardest character in the group to “get to know” in a friendly fashion.
She may demonstrate a warmer, compassionate, and more affectionate side to her when interacting with the main male protagonist.
She will usually be the love interest of the main male protagonist. They’ll fall in love and have a romance.
The main male protagonist may start off less competent than she is, but by the end of the film, he might be better. Regardless, he’ll probably be more recognized for his output than she is.
People may think she is an emblem of “feminism,” but if you take a closer look at her, it’s not really feministic at all. She’s another cardboard stereotype and instance of lazy writing that does not create beautiful individuality and freedom for representation of women in media. She’s simply the same action female mold that’s repeated in film after film after film.
Basically, a badass woman who is a good fighter in an action movie is often NOT a step forward in feminism. What I consider a “stereotypical action woman” is one such female character that is an uninspired stereotype. Fiction characters that I consider more or less falling into this form include Black Widow (MCU), Gamora (especially first GOTG), and Tauriel (The Hobbit). Many other characters have lesser extents of this trope… you could even talk about Tigress from KFP having lots of these elements.
As much as you may hate me saying this… I feel as though Astrid hits nearly every bullet point on this list, especially if you look at her just in the first movie. This is where lots of people may criticize her character, or why many might not be “as intrigued” with her character as others in the franchise.
What is important to consider about Astrid is that she is still morethan those bullets on the list. She is also the character who starts dorkily dancing when she is sleep deprived. She is also the character who thinks that yaknog is a good idea. She is also the character who repeatedly unfurls Hiccup’s dorsal fin in HTTYD 2 because she finds his reaction hilarious. She is also the character who grows from a fiery young girl who wants to fight her parents’ war… into a talented, confident, compassionate dragon rider. Astrid is given a lot more time, attention, and characterization than most “stereotypical action women” I see. She isn’t a Mary Sue who’s already perfect… not an action woman meant to be a pleasing aesthetic to an action movie… but an intricate young woman who still needs to grow and develop throughout her life’s journey.
So that’s the best way to consider whether or not a character is a Mary Sue, a stereotypical action woman, or some other worn-out trope. Is she more than the bullets on the list? Is she more than those bullets in a unique way? And if so, then she’s probably not some unappealing, uninspired cardboard cutout. Haha, and I would say that Astrid has far more dimension than cardboard! :)
I have this terrifying fear that Whedon is going to make Babs infertile. No idea where it came from, but it feels like something Whedon would do. It legit kept me up last night.
you aren’t alone, anon. I’ve also worried about this, especially bc joss whedon has used infertility as a source of pointless angst for his female characters multiple times in his previous work. age of ultron was shit for a lot of reasons (like… it wasn’t even objectively good. it was just a Bad Movie), but the way he treated black widow in it was atrocious – taking a character who, in the comics, is fertile (as far as we know) but has never had kids because she doesn’t want them, and giving her a pointless character arc about how she feels like she’s “a monster” and “not a real woman” because she’s infertile. (this woman has killed dozens of people, including children, in her lifetime, but it’s her infertility that bothers her and makes her feel inhuman, because that’s realistic.) AND he only did it so there would be “justification” for him putting her in a very awkward, chemistry-less, out-of-character romance with self-insert bruce banner. and it’s been a while since I watched buffy the vampire slayer, but I’m pretty sure I remember him pulling something similar with a female character on that show, too.
my biggest fear is probably that the whole killing joke thing will happen and be addressed in the movie, but SURPRISE TWIST, the bullet missed babs’s spine (because we all know there’s no way whedon will let her be paralyzed) and hit her uterus, so now she can never have kids!! oh no!!! how can she possibly carry on now that she’s no longer a ~real woman~?!! and obviously it only gets talked about in the context of her relationship with dick (or, even worse, bruce) because she no longer feels worthy of his love now that she can’t give him babies. :/
I have been thinking a lot of the role of black widow and Bethany Young lately and I searched up some old tweets and interview articles of Marlene talking about Black Widow because something about Bethany Young being Black Widow didn’t feel right to me. Currently, a lot of people on tumblr believe this to be the case as well as her being A.D. and an identical twin of someone we know. I used to believe that strongly too, however, now I am not so sure anymore.
So lets talk through what I found.
This is probably the first tweet of Marlene that mentions Black Widow and it’s dated 2013, after the character makes it’s first appearance in 4x01 at Wilden’s funeral. Notice that she asks us, “Who do you think she is?”
Remember that we not only didn’t know that Ali was alive or about Sara Harvey at this point, nor did we know about a character called Bethany Young who would become one of the key mysteries of the show. So I ask myself, why did Marlene ask a question none of the fans would not be able to answer, at least not until 4B (assuming Sara was the real BW, I’ll comment on that in a bit)? It makes more sense to ask fans a question they can answer don’t you think?
I also found an article that I will link here in which Marlene comments on Black Widow.
“Black Widow is definitely involved with our endgame“Uber A” plan, it narrows down your possibilities of who it could be. But you will see the Black Widow again, and the Black Widow is very involved, and you have seenthe Black Widow this season without the costume on.”
The article is dated March 18th 2014, just before season 4 finale aired so according to Marlene, we saw Black Widow in season 4. I think this eliminates Bethany Young immediately UNLESS she is not disfigured and is not an identical twin of someone like one of the 4 girls. But since we’ve not been shown her face around the time of her death, and based on her drawings I do think she very likely has a deformed face, which means we have not seen her in season 4. Also, I know that we technically saw Sara’s face in season 4 (so therefore we saw her without costume) but she is killed in 7A so how can her character be endgame?
Furthermore, Black Widow wore a mask AND a veil at Wilden’s funeral. This tells me that Black Widow didn’t want to be recognised. Her anonymity was essential. Therefore, only someone who was thought to be dead, or who was an identical twin of someone at the funeral would need such a disguise. Sara doesn’t tick the first box for me because nobody knew her in rosewood or knew that she was missing until 4B. She would have drawn more attention by wearing such a disguise than by not wearing one. I’ve tried to explain why I think Bethany is not a twin of someone (and if she is, I don’t think she is alive), and if she was alive and known by a different name like Melissa Hastings maybe, then she wouldn’t need a disguise. I think Bethany Young did have a deformed face but isn’t alive, she died like we are told on the night Ali went missing (I do think she is important to the story as we saw Black Widow send a card to her parents giving her condolences. I think her death may have been the catalyst for the A game).
This leaves us with two people (in my opinion) that truly fit the criteria of Black Widow: Alison (or her twin. She was thought to be dead at the time, and we did see Ali in season 4) and Mary Drake (identical twin of Jessica who attended the funeral. Seeing two “Jessica’s” would raise questions and cause a scene at the funeral. We are told the scene with spencer was the one time we saw Mary and that was in Season 4 as well). I want to believe that the real Black Widow was Ali, mainly because I like that theory in addition to the fact that 4x01 in which we were introduced to the character was titled “A is for ALIVE.”
I’d love to hear your thoughts on this. This was just my attempt on trying to makes sense of these two key characters of the show and I could very well be wrong.
Okay but real talk the most important scene in the whole movie was when Clint and Natasha are fighting and Nat stops for just a moment and looks a little concerned “are we still friends??” and Clint laughs and replies “depends on how hard you hit me”
AND LIKE WOWIE THAT IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME. These two have been through so much together. Missions, the rise and fall of SHIELD, bringing a team together, meeting each other’s families (well we’ve only met Clint’s, but you know what I mean.)
And for a brief moment Nat stops fighting. She is a trained assassin, and to her this is just another assignment, and the signing of the accords is a way to gain trust and get out of the spotlight. She goes where she is told and gets the job done. But she stops fighting, putting down her mission because she is concerned that she is going to lose her best friend.
AND MOTHER FUCKING CLINT JUST GIGGLES IN HER FACE “lol no you shithead our relationship is just fine” AND THEY GO BACK TO FIGHTING. Clint isn’t afraid of losing her at all. Honestly, he probably thinks they were fighting to put on a show. He was ready to kick ass but then he and Natasha start fighting and he is like “lol whatever” and puts his arrows away and fights her hand-to-hand, something she is way more skilled at than he is. But he isn’t worried. He knows everything between them is going to be okay.
PEOPLE KEEP TALKING ABOUT THE FUCKING SCENE IN THE CAR “can you move your seat” “no” AND I’M LIKE COME ON MAN THAT WAS SUCH A GREAT MOMENT BETWEEN TWO BEST FRIENDS WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THIS.
Could I request a Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader fic where the reader is pregnant (In an au world where women can get women pregnant) and Nat is very distant and not really involved in the pregnancy which really hurts the reader. But that all changes when reader goes into labour and Nat is at the birth and sees their baby daughter for the first time. Nat starts to cry holding the baby and talking to her and it ends in fluff. Thanks!
This is a long time coming but I finally got the inspiration. I have been listening to Black Widow playlist while I wrote this and I think it helped me a lot.
(This is a universe where women can get women pregnant)
When you found out you were pregnant. You were so happy but
that good feeling ended pretty quickly when you told Natasha.
“What do you mean you’re pregnant?” Natasha was pacing in
the living room while you sat on the sofa.
“You heard what I said.”
“Are you sure it is mine?” She doesn’t look at you. The thought
of you being unfaithful hurt her too much.
“Yes, I am or do you forget the pioneering surgery that you
went through to have the ability to have kids again.”
“I remember.” Natasha says quietly.
“Why is it so hard to believe that this child is yours.”
Natasha mumbles something you couldn’t quite hear, then she
grabs her coat and leaves the apartment.
You watch her leave. When the door closes you break down.
Yes, she was cruel in leaving you that day but when she came
back with promises of being there for you and her child. You were so happy that
you forgave her instantly.
Little did you know that would be short lived.
At first it started off with her getting up early and
leaving for work before you. With S.H.I.E.L.D finding out you were pregnant.
They assigned you to a desk job. Yes, it was boring. Yes, it was mostly
paperwork that the avengers made but it was safe.
Natasha would take her bike and you took the car. Each
morning you were greeted by a smiling Coulson. He was very protective over you
ever since he found out that you were pregnant.
“Morning (y/n). How is my favourite pregnant person?”
He said this every morning.
“I’m fine Phil.” You say with a sigh.
Coulson pulls your chair out for you to sit down.
“Romanoff being distant still.”
“Got it in one. I don’t know. I’m starting to think she does
want me anymore.”
“Don’t be silly. She loves you. It is just taking some
getting used to is all.”
“I hope you’re right Phil. I want us to be a family but she
just keeps running for this.” You look at a concerned Coulson.
“Keep your chin up. Things will get better.”
Things did not get better. Natasha became even more distant.
She would ask to be put on long haul missions. Which you were sure was more a
reason to run away from her responsibilities.
You went to scans alone. You went to prenatal yoga alone.
(Coulson would take you on occasions he was free. He would often be mistaken
for the father but you both laughed about it.) You would go to sleep alone and
wake up alone. The only way you knew Natasha had been home was her coffee mug having
been used in the sink.
When it came to the scan that reveals the baby’s gender. You
managed to get Natasha to come along with you.
The doctor came in all smiles and happiness. Everything you
“Okay mummies. Are we wanting to see our baby and find out
what the gender is?”
You were about to speak out but Natasha’s phone started to
“I thought I told you to turn that thing off.” You hissed at
“Look I can’t do that you know full well work could call at
any time.” She took her phone and left.
The doctor’s smile faulted a little.
“It’s okay she will come back. This is an important scan
after all.” You said to the woman.
Yes, Natasha came back but she didn’t stay.
“I’m sorry (y/n) but I got to go. See you at home okay?”
She kisses your forehead and leaves.
The doctor watches her leave then turns back to you.
“Do you want to carry on?”
You wanted to scream at her for leaving but you just sagged
on the bed.
“Carry on doc. At least I want to know the gender.”
Natasha was on another long-haul mission. Which gave you
time to shop for the baby. Being the only one who really cared about the baby.
You were in the process of changing the spare room into a nursery for you
child. The first thing you did was make a lock on the door so you could lock
yourself in and decorate while Natasha was home.
Yes, she tried to get in but you told her if she broke in
that it was over. So she stayed away.
You were close to popping by now.
Natasha had got back from a long mission and had crashed on
the sofa. You woke up that night in a damp patch. You threw the covers back and
as soon as you did this you got your first contraction.
Fuck this baby was coming. You screamed as another
contraction ripped through you. Natasha came running with gun in hand. She
Good you thought. She still cares.
“What’s wrong (y/n)?”
“This baby is coming now. Get the go bag and start the
Natasha nodded putting her gun away and running off to do as
you said. You got up with a bit of trouble and changed into clean clothes.
People got out of your way when Natasha made a bee line
straight to the hospital. She was speeding but oddly no police were stopping
you. You later found out that she rang S.H.I.E.L.D to ok her car as not to be
You made to the hospital in 15 minutes flat. You were mildly
She parked as close to the entrance as she could and got
out. She had the bag on her back and opened your door. She helped you out and
walked you swiftly to the reception.
“(y/n) (l/n) is in labour. I rang ahead. There should be a
room ready for us.”
You were in shock. When did she do all this? Since when was
she so prepared?
“That is right Ms. Romanoff. Straight down the corridor and
forth on your left. The doctor will be in shortly.”
She places her hand on your lower back guiding you to the
room. Once inside you saw her flit around the room. Checking it was safe as was
her job. Then she helped you onto the bed.
“What?” She looks at you with concern.
“I should be asking you that. You weren’t there during the pregnancy
but you are all of a sudden super mum. What the actual fuck is going on?”
Natasha sit down next to you and takes your hands in hers. She
opened her mouth to speak but the doctor and three nurses rushed in. She gave
you a look of ‘we shall talk about this later’.
“So the time has come has it? Miss (l/n) if you would lay
down we shall do some checks and then see how dilated you are.”
“Would you step outside please Ms. Romanoff?”
Natasha looked at you and you nodded. She left.
The checks were done quickly and you found out you were
already 3 cm. Natasha was allowed back in again. And she came over to your side
and brushed the stray hair out of your face. Just as a contraction hit you and
Natasha gripped your hand through it. The doctor prescribed
gas and air. Which you gratefully accepted.
Everything was moving so quickly. Soon enough you were ready
to push. The nurses checked your vitals and you were looking okay so the doctor
had you moved to the delivery room. Natasha ran alongside you. As you sucked on
the gas and air. You knew giving birth would hurt but nothing had you prepared
for this level of pain.
They gave Natasha plastic scrubs to put over her clothes, a
plastic cap and a mask.
The room was bright white and so sterile. You could tell
they wanted to keep it that way.
Soon you had your feet in stirrups and you were told to
“Okay let’s start with a small push. Are you ready?”
You nod. Natasha takes you hand and squeezes gently in reassurance.
“I’m ready.” And with that the doctor motions for you to
push and you do. Fuck does it hurt. You all but crush Natasha’s hand.
She helps you breathe through the pain. Since when did she
know what to do? You add it to the long list of questions you had for her as
you were told to push again but harder and longer this time.
After about half an hour of pushing your baby was born.
“It’s a girl. Ms. Romanoff would you like to cut the cord.”
Natasha looked at you and smiled back at her as she walked
around to cut the cord. The doctor handed the baby over to the nurse to clean
her off before she handed her over to Natasha. She split into a huge grin as
she looked down at her new baby daughter. She walked slowly over to you.
“She is beautiful just like her mother.”
“Hey, don’t put yourself down there is some of you in her
too.” Natasha smiled, a real and genuine smile.
You were soon moved back to your private room. Natasha was
holding her child and speaking softly to her. Silent tears fell as she talked
to the baby. Oh how you wished you could live in this moment forever.
Only things needed to be said.
“Natasha can we talk?”
She moved around to place the baby in her cot after rocking
her to sleep. Then came over to sit on the bed by you.
“I’m sure you have lots you want to know. So start off slow
as I am still a bit frazzled with everything that just happened.”
“You’re frazzled! I just gave birth to a tiny human.”
Natasha winced at this but seeing you smile she calmed down. “Look I need to
know why you weren’t there for me?”
Natasha frowns as she looks at the floor.
“I have no real excuse. Other than I was scared. Scared that
my child would hate me. Scared I would not know what to do. Scared that you
would not love me anymore. So, I distanced myself. I know I should have been
there for you and if I could I would take it all back again. I swear it.” She
looks at you with fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. “I love you (y/n). I
want us to be a happy family. I just don’t know what to do.”
“Oh sweetheart. You think I know what I am doing? We are in
this together whether you like this or not. I love you and yes, we will be a
happy family. I am almost sure of it. Even if it means that I stay on desk duty
for the for see able future. I don’t care. I want what is best for our daughter
and I know if that means that one of her mums is an avenger that so be it. We
can make this work because I believe in us. Our child will have a long happy
life with two mothers that love her very much. This is our first child so yes
it will all be new but I have books and there are classes we can take. We are
not going to be alone in this.”
Natasha pulls you into a tight hug, making sure to be
careful of the wires connected to you.
“God, I love you (y/n). I know I should have come to you
with my problems but I was too much of a coward.”
“Hey now. You did you what you believed was right and yes
you were wrong but hey you learned from it.”
Natasha kisses you softly. The first real kiss you have had
since you got pregnant but it reminded you how much you loved her.
“Knock knock. Where is my niece?” Coulson was standing in
the doorway arms laden with soft toys, flowers and balloons.
You looked at each other and just burst out laughing.
This was going to be an interesting chapter in you lives.
do u have any suggestions for comics/graphics novels series that have buck+Nat bc I love them together so much and want to read them but I'm not sure where to start and ps I luv u and foobs xx
I’m not necessarily the right person to ask about where to start, because I’m relatively new to comics read everything super out of order. HOWEVER, Nat and Bucky have a really sweet subplot in the 2016-17 Black Widow (In general it’s AMAZING, and, along with Phil Noto’s Black Widow, is totally why I’m IN LOVE with Nat. Also the art is SICK, as usual, because it’s Chris Samnee!!!!)
I know I have a lot of very knowledgeable Buckynat followers, so everyone feel free to make recs!
1. The way Joss wrote/directed Black Widow in Age of Ultron, first and foremost, for reasons everyone knows (”I’m an infertile ~monster who doesn’t have babies HOW CAN I WOMAN??”)
and *deep breath*
2. The way he wrote/directed Steve. Joss can’t write Steve, not really. The more I rewatch these movies, the more it stands out. Goddamn. It’s like he completely ignores Steve’s development in the other films. Steve swears in CA:TFA. Nothing severe, but he does. Even in front of Peggy! Twice! He’s a fucking soldier in the US army. But then we get Cap reprimanding Tony for “Language!”. Which was a funny line, sure. But a laugh isn’t worth it when there are 1,000 other funny in-character ways to show Cap/Tony clashing over cultural things. A million.
That flashback. That party. All of the Howlies should’ve been there. The moment with Peggy was beautiful, but Steve lost e v e r y o n e. Not to mention the fact that Steve just spent his last movie discovering his best friend in the entire world has been a tortured POW all this time…Bucky should’ve been there in that flashback dancing up a storm with some pretty girl in all his 40s glory. Can you imagine how much more powerful that brief scene would’ve been if they’d ALL been celebrating the end of the war together and then just POOOF, gone.
can you or someone you know explain me why are Clint and Natasha soulmates? i've seen on Tumblr many people saying this. but i'm not really familiar with the comics. i'm currently reading captain america vol 5 so i don't know much about comic Clint but Bucky seems more - at least so far - like a soulmate to Nat for me because of their backstory
Oh, my friend, you have come to the right place.
First, let me be clear that my ship to end all ships is ClintBarton/Phil Coulson, and that my number one Natasha Romanoff ship is NatashaRomanoff/Bucky Barnes. Despite these ships Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff
will always be soulmates to me. Why? Why are these two dorks soulmates?
Warnings; Age of Ultron spoilers and slightly suggestive language
He was a mess, a complete and
Dean Winchester hadn’t
done ‘dinner and a movie’ since he was in high school. And back then, he’d had
the confidence of a teenager, but now he was getting on in years and that teen
confidence was gone. Damn, it felt like his first ever date all over again,
with the butterflies in his stomach, and the thumping of his heart.
Why was he doing this
“Do you like it?”
Oh yeah, Y/N L/N, his fellow
hunter, and his significant other. The two had been together for over a year
now, the two ‘hooking up’ after an emotional hunt, and never truly parting
Y/N was all dressed up,
looking better than they’d looked in months (not that Dean would dare say that
in front of them, he values his life somewhat), and not a monster, demon, or
angel, or even Sammy was in sight. It was just the two of them for the first
time in months. They were being ‘normal’ and were doing a ‘date night’, at
“Holy crap.” Dean was
definitely smoother when he was younger, too. “You look… hot.” He pulled Y/N
closer, feeling their body against his, revelling in this moment. He had no
idea when they’d have the next chance to just be themselves, with no fear of
others walking in, or having to put themselves on the line, in the name of
supernatural justice. “So, uh, dinner and movie?” The two began to walk towards
where the car was parked.
Nodding, Y/N casually
informed him that the new Marvel movie was rumoured to be an excellent. “And I
heard that there’s a lot of sexual tension between Black Widow, and the Hulk,
which is weird, especially when they put some kind of tension between her and
Clint Barton in the last one.” It was well known in the hunting community that
all hunters were a bit off, weird in
ways that distinguished them from the rest of the world. However, some hunters
had obsessions or quirks that made them stand out from other hunters, Garth was
a good example, and so was Y/N. Y/N was a giant movie nerd, and their recent
obsession was centred around the Marvel movies. When not hunting the latest
monster to anguish the planet, they were constantly talking about Captain
America, the Spiderman movies, the Avengers, the X-Men, anything really. “Hey,
you look good.” It was said casually, as the two sat in the Impala, both bathed
in the moonlight of the night. “This low lighting really reminds me of how
gorgeous you are, too.” It was slightly teasing, and a little flirty – but that
was their relationship.
“Oh, so I’m only pretty in
next-to-no light?” He was being sarcastic, well aware that they’d met at night,
under the moonlight, and Y/N had commented back then that they thought him
handsome under said lighting. “You look so beautiful tonight.”
Y/N blushed a little, it
wasn’t often that the two of them could talk like this. “You know, if I didn’t
want to see this movie so badly, I’d say we should take advantage of the empty
house… But, I really want to see Tony Stark, my other love.”
I’ve been doing a fun thing lately, it’s a blast and I feel good.
There’s this website, darebee.com, and they post a lot of cool equipment free workouts, and they have some superhero themed ones which I think is awesome! I read a lot of comic books and watch comic book shows and stuff a lot, so in addition to my regular (I like swimming! Front crawls for those superhero delts, yo) I do a set or two of this Supergirl themed workout for everyepisode of a DC show I watch -
A set of this rad Batgirl one for every DC comic I read -
A set of this Black Widow one for every episode of a Marvel show I watch and every few Marvel comics I read -
They’ve got one for Vikings, Battlestar Galactica, Legend of Korra, Xena, Mass Effect, and a bunch of other stuff. They have ones for the guys, too. Highly Recommend.
Can u imagine BW mom when Jason first comes back? Like when he reveals himself as the red hood & she sees his face again for the first time in years? He expects her to be angry or disappointed & to start yelling at him or something but she just walks up to him, holds his face in her hands & just hugs him & holds him & starts crying. Jason (& everyone else) is really shocked cuz they KNOW how tough she is & she's just like 'I haven't held u in so long' & Jay just /cracks/ cuz it's tRuE 😫
oh !! my god!! i have so many hcs for when jay comes back it’s ridiculous
i have a feeling that just through sheer spy-ness mom widow knows that there’s a new player on the field no matter what bruce tries to tell her and she goes out to investigate and goddammit if that doesn’t sound exactly like her son used to and it. keeps her awake because she’s heard of crazier things happening than someone coming back to life but. could she really handle it.
and when all the shit starts going doing with black mask she knows. it’s the same underhandedness that jason pulled when he exposed those two guys for changing their grades in the system- he’s drawing out the joker by manipulating the situation until it’s one he can use. she knows that. even before she sneaks off into the batcave and watches the footage bruce put under five passwords she knows it’s jason.
mother’s intuition and whatnot
so when everything is said and done and jason’s back home (in a metaphorical sense- he refuses to take up his old room no matter how many times she offers it to him with the same sheets on it, his books still stacked to the side, because no matter how many times bruce told her they needed to move on she couldn’t help but imagine him in the room as it was), she just holds onto him for so long. and rocks the both of them slightly on her heels like she’s trying to soothe him but her eyes are so wet and tired and she’s pulling in ragged breaths and jay can’t stand it because fuck who can listen to their mom cry and not want to burst into tears
and like in my timeline this would be before the fam knows she’s a black widow but like?? i feel like she would tell jason that she did go after the joker and that bruce was the only thing keeping her from making him a chalk outline. and he just freezes and chokes up because. in his eyes he broke his damn civvie mom to try to commit murder. what if she’d gotten hurt because she was trying to avenge him, mom, you can’t do stuff like that???? it’s different for bruce but??? mom???? and he’s just so. small in her arms
(also. hc that while bruce adamantly tried to avoid thinking about jason’s death and avoided his grave, she visited it every day and. one time she swears she hears screaming)
Can MCU fandom now readjust its collective headcanon about Natasha and how she came to SHIELD and why it had her loyalty, because Cap 2 has been out for a while now, and we’ve gotten to see the deleted scenes too, and I’m still waiting for all of it to trickle in on this part of her history, and it doesn’t seem to have done so at all yet, and just why? Because like, yeah, Clint was sent to kill her and chose not to, and they are clearly good friends and have worked as partners in previous ops, and he probably did help her adjust when she came to SHIELD (though there’s been nothing to suggest Coulson had a part in any of it, but that’s another matter entirely, I guess), and all of that is totally cool, BUT!!!
But I think Cap 2 made it pretty obvious where it was really at for Natasha, why she came to SHIELD and why she was loyal to it, and it’s so very clearly about Nick Fury. Somehow, someway, he showed her that she could put her trust in him, and because she trusted him, she trusted in SHIELD. And somehow they developed this kind of father/daughter bond, where Nick could like, put an arm around her and introduce her like a proud papa would and trust her to get shit done, no matter what, because she’s comfortable with everything and he is too, and whatever messed up stuff it was that made Natasha that way, they’re both willing to use it because they get it and each other, and that is just how they roll and what their situations require of them. And was that bond purposeful, a design by Nick to keep her loyal (or maybe even a design by Natasha to make herself more indispensable and secure as a defector in an organization that wanted her dead), or did it just develop organically, and they were both just kind of surprised by it when they realized, or maybe it was some of both? Whatever the case, however it started, it’s so very real now.
And Natasha was so broken up about Nick’s death that she just didn’t even try to hide how upset she was, didn’t even try to put up an act or a mask, she just begged him not to die and cried over him when she lost him, and she was so hurt that he didn’t trust her enough, because maybe she didn’t actually expect him to, wasn’t surprised that he didn’t, not really, but she hoped he did, that she had earned it by now. And what was Nick’s reason for not bringing her in on it earlier, was it really just a matter of trust and keeping the circle small?
And even if that is the only reason, Natasha completely gets it. She doesn’t like it, doesn’t like it about herself either, but she gets it, because she and Nick get each other. They’re just on the same level in so many ways, living so much of their lives in the shadows that their eyes can’t adjust to the light anymore, and they can only see the worst in people, the worst intentions, and they plan accordingly and constantly, and it’s just always poker face, trust no bitch 110% of the time, and they don’t show vulnerability except to manipulate others, but that’s not what we see them doing with each other. They’re willing to let their guard down and be honest around each other in a way they don’t really do with anyone else.
And that’s all over the deleted scene, and I get why they felt the need to cut it, but dammit, it’s so important to both of them, and I just want everyone to see it. She tries to go somewhere he can’t get to because she can’t help feeling betrayed and also “this is the world I live in, how have I accepted this as the world I live in?,” but she knows he’ll come after her anyway, and he knows he has to sort this out, she’s reeling from everything, and so is he, because he almost died and he’s dead to the world and he discovered that his life and work was a lie, that he was really just furthering HYDRA’s agenda and how shitty is that for him and all of his people (and he brought Natasha in to SHIELD, gave her something to build her new life around, made her think she was going straight, and I wonder if he feels regretful for inadvertently adding more red to her ledger even if she would never blame him for it), and he finds her, like he probably always has in her moments of doubt, and just him coming to explain himself, feeling like he has to, is an apology of sorts, because even if it was necessary, he does care about her and didn’t want to have to hurt her, but he knows she gets it.
And she does get it, but she doesn’t want to live like that anymore, doesn’t want to be that person, doesn’t want to be like him anymore, and she tells him as much. And she makes her first step towards becoming someone she wants to be by releasing her records out to the world, and I bet he’s actually pretty proud of her for it, not because he played any part in it (he was never going to be the kind of father figure that led her out of the shadows), but because she reached that point and made that decision all on her own, and it’s probably one of the first active choices about her life she has ever made. And she pointedly doesn’t go with him to mop up the HYDRA mess; she goes off to sort out her life and what she wants on her own terms, and that is progress.
And just, where did all of this come from? How did they reach this point? What did he do to gain her trust? Did they ever go on missions together? Or just hang out outside of work, and how weird would that be? And how do they interact without all the hurt feelings? Can she trust him again like she used to? What will things between them be like now that she’s no longer working for him? I want to know, and I want fandom to hop all over it because it is delicious.
Hey, I want to become a Wiccan and I'm not sure how to start. How do I get a BOS? Do I have to make it or can I buy one? How do I make an altar? How do I do a dedication ritual? Do I wear a pentagram? Thank you so much
Wicca is, first and foremost, your journey. Nobody else can take it for you, but that also means that nobody else can, at the end of the day, really criticise much about how you do things. Everyone practices differently, and everyone’s path takes them by a different way, but the destination is the same, which is connection to the gods and connection to oneself. It’s completely OK to be unsure of your destination, or to be unsure you will get there - however, if you know that this is not why you wish to enter Wicca then perhaps you should reconsider. Secular witchcraft has many of the same features of Wicca’s magickal practice, but it doesn’t have the religious aspect to it.
However! I’m sure you’ve already been through that, so I’ll move along!
Book of Shadows
A Book of Shadows, also known as a BoS, is a very common tool for Wiccans. It’s rather like a Wiccan’s diary, and contains in it any aspects of their practice or ritual or even life that they think is relevant or that they’d quite like to put in it. I’ve
Handmaking a BoS is fine. So is buying it, because at the end of the day it’s YOUR choice what you do. If you’re crap at making things, don’t make a shoddy product because you have some vague sense of duty.
Use a loose-leaf binder, you have no idea how useful this is.
Decorate it in a way that is meaningful to you, don’t decorate it with skulls and black just because you think that’s “witchy”. If you like skulls and black though, go ahead.
Coven books should not be the high priest/esses personal book. It just makes things confusing when they leave.
A book of shadows isn’t some kind of rule. You don’t even have to have one.
It’s acceptable to write your BoS in some flowing, runic script… provided you can actually read it. You have no idea how many people I’ve seen going “I wrote my BoS in Elvish, and now I can’t read a damn word”.
As for obtaining one, I went down to OfficeWorks, found a loose-leaf binder with a white cover, bought 500 sheets of loose-leaf paper, and went home. Then I doodled on it with pencil, and filled it in with permanent marker. I don’t use it much, since my brain holds almost all of my witchy stuff, but it’s good for sigils and herbalism.
Another one that often stumps beginner Wiccans (so don’t feel bad about it, you’re asking the same questions as everyone else at this point) is the altar.
What is an altar? How do I make one? Do I need one? How can a hidden witch or a witch living with unaccepting people make an altar and keep it safe?
These are all really involved questions, and I may simply make a big post about it pretty soon in order to answer all these common questions. However, I’ll write a quick summary here and then later post a big, big thing about altars to clarify more fully.
What is an altar? First of all, an altar is many things but at its core it is a sacred space in which you practice and are most connected to the Gods. It is usually tied to a physical object, but this is not always the case - I myself have been working with converting my herb garden into a big, walk-in altar space, in addition to my small altar in the house.
One can have as many altars as they feel they require, though I do recommend that if you don’t USE that altar very often, you consider not making it an altar or closing the circle for good. This is because unused altars are a bit like unused houses, because they provide ready-made shelter for lots of smaller creatures, not all of which are beneficial. Unused houses attract black widows and snakes; unused altars attracted negative spirits. Though, bear in mind that like black widows and snakes, negative spirits are not evil, they’re just not good for humans. They’re still a necessary part of the magickal world.
So really, an altar space (not spelt “alter”!) is just an area that you have made magickal and sacred through your use and dedication of it to a specific goal. Objects on the altar can be important to your practice, but they are not important to the altar space itself because this is just “sacred ground”.
What about the objects and the altar table though? Whilst an altar space is simply sacred ground, the altar itself can feature a number of objects, both decorative and functional. The most common functional objects are the athame, the chalice, and the offering dish - the athame being a ceremonial knife, the chalice being a ceremonial cup, and the offering dish being something on which to place offerings to the Gods or the spirits.
What objects you use are entirely up to you. For the sake of keeping it short, I won’t go into them, but some people want only a simple altar with a few crystals and a knife and a bowl, and others want expansive altars with real deer antlers and black velvet for a cloth and 5 sizes of candle with a full size God and Goddess statue or whatever. Both kinds of altar are completely fine, because an altar is what matters to YOU, not what matters to someone else. My most used altar is simply a ceramic bowl, filled with a few small ritual items and a pentagram necklace, which is only a few inches across and allows me to have an altar wherever I go.
What about altars for hidden witches? In this case, I recommend an altar that is not an altar. I recommend you find a shoebox or something similar, and simply place within it all the elements of your practice that you cannot do without. A letter opener for an athame, a mug for a chalice. Small, innocent things that appear to simply be random objects. Don’t use pentagrams or skulls - they’re not necessary parts of your craft, and they’re indisputably witchy. To be fair, NO physical objects are “really” necessary, because at the end of the day it’s our will and our minds that truly matter. However, it can be hard to practice without at least a few objects. Perhaps a candle too, a box of matches, and underneath it a tea-towel or an old bit of cloth, to act as your altar cloth. An altar is what YOU make of it, after all.
Ah yes, that most quintessentially witchy object of them all, the pentagram (or more accurately, the pentacle). A pentagram is any five-pointed star, a pentacle is a five-pointed star encapsulated by a circle that touches all 5 points.
This object is really common in Western witchcraft, and many Wiccans claim it as being a Wiccan symbol. However, it’s no more Wiccan than it is any other form of practice. The pentagram represents the 5 elements, which are spirit (the top point) and the other points are fire, water, earth, and air.
Many Wiccans wear pentacles as necklaces or bracelets, but this isn’t mandatory! I carry one in my bag, but I don’t wear it or even bring it out that often. I just feel better for having it, you know? If you think wearing one is right for you, go ahead <3 It doesn’t make you less of a witch NOT to do so.
A dedication is a personal choice to “dedicate” oneself via a special ritual (often one related to coven practice, but many solitaries also self-dedicate) to a deity or to a group of deities. I am dedicated to the Goddess, because I was called to serve Her, but since this is not a Wiccan-exclusive thing many people are dedicated to all manner of deities or pantheons.
I recommend you decide for yourself whether you wish to dedicate your worship and study to a specific deity/pantheon, and then if the answer is yes do some research. Find out what the historical dedication has been - I used a dedication to Artemis which I identified from a Greek text, and then I performed a similar Celtic one to honour my Celtic heritage.
It’s up to you to whom you dedicate and how you do it. Covens may require you to be dedicated to a specific deity in order to join, but if you are not ready for that then don’t allow yourself to be pressured into it. It’s a big decision! You CAN practice Wicca without dedicating yourself to anyone, it’s completely OK!
Listen, Natasha went back to Russia to look for her parents. After she lost trust in SHIELD and gave up all her secrets, she freaking went back to her roots to try and find her family.
And she found two graves.
Now imagine this Natasha, who is fresh from a morbid grief of having visited her lost childhood, her dead parents and lost family. Imagine her coming back and seeing that the second family she had, the one she had created for herself was on the verge of breaking too. Imagine this Natasha, who once believed that love was for children but then was ready to risk everything for her friends, imagine her seeing her family ready to split up. Imagine her scrambling at edges, at last ends, at anything to keep them all together because this is her only shot. This is the only family she has left. Imagine her being vulnerable and baring her soul to Steve and freaking pleading him to not punch his way through because she is well-versed with the politics. She knows what will happen. Imagine her trying and trying again, every time asking her family to stay together. To not punch out. Natalia Aliana Romanova, the Black Widow, the woman who is known to be ruthless - imagine her being reduced to being desperate to save her family at any cost. Even that of risking her own safety and life.
Now imagine her seeing that everything she did, everything she put at stake was in vain because she had overlooked her friend’s dead parents. Her family is gone.
Imagine her realizing that love really is for children, because that is how her family behaved and she has lost them all.