I fight like a girl. I fight like a girl who refuses to be a victim. I fight like a girl who’s tired of being ignored, humored, beaten or raped. I fight like a girl who’s sick of not being taken seriously. I fight like a girl who’s been pushed too far. I fight like a girl who offers and demands respect. I fight like a girl who has a lifetime of anger, strength, and pride pent up in her girly body. I fight like a girl who fights back. (insp.)
The Merry Widow, the English translation of the operetta Die Lustige Witwe, was staged in London and on Broadway in 1907 and was an immediate success. One of the most noticeable features of the costumes, designed by Lucille (Lucy, Lady Duff-Gordon, who would survive the sinking of the Titanic roughly 5 years later), were the over sized plumed hats, which came to be known as Merry Widow Hats. They were extremely popular but also seen as a bit of a public nuisance - they could reach widths as large as 18 inches and were hard to see around in public places like the theater or church and even had a habit of hitting bystanders on the street. While brim sizes fluctuated, large hats of the Merry Widow style stayed in vogue in some shape and form until the beginning of the great war.
If I ever have a daughter, she won’t grow up with stories about princesses being saved by princes. No, she’ll grow up with tales of queens who saved themselves and the world at the same time.
I’ll tell her about Natasha Romanoff, who didn’t let her past define her.
I’ll tell her about Bobbi Morse, who took no bullshit from anyone.
I’ll tell her about Wanda Maximoff, who was powerful in every way possible.
I’ll tell her about Peggy Carter, who decided her own worth.
I’ll tell her about Hermione Granger, who knew the power of knowledge.
I’ll tell her about Ginny Weasley, who didn’t let anyone tell her what she couldn’t do.
I’ll tell her about Luna Lovegood, who knew that being a bit crazy isn’t always a bad thing.
You can say what you like about the young people of today, but you have to admit
(A/N): Guys~, omg guys, Wanda and Nat are my wifes okay? They are my fucking perfect combo I want this in my life.I really love this two ladies okay? you guys don’t have an idea of how much I love and admire them!!!!
You have the best of both worlds.A deadly assassin, fierce, badass, that loves you with every nerve of her body, and a lovely, cute, awkwardly shy witch, that if love would be a disease, she would die from it.You are in heaven, my friend.
let me get started by saying how clingy they can be when you came back from a long mission, omg
they will just drag you to be near them
they will grab your hand, your waist, kiss your neck, jaw, lips, forehead, pepper kisses all over your face while Wanda giggles and Nat watches you with her loving gaze
They just missed you so damn much
they will be 24/7 with you, making excuses to follow you anywhere.
you have to do paperwork? then Nat will do it with you, while Wanda is hugging you from behind, leaving kisses here and there, most of the time you guys do anything but paperwork.
do you want to train? then they will train with you
did you get hurt and need to change your bandage? then Nat will do it while Wanda kisses you because “it works to distract you from the pain”
Girls don’t want boys. Girls want a
female-superhero team movie with Natasha Romanoff, Pepper Potts, Maria Hill, Jane Foster, Melinda May, Skye, Jemma Simmons, Lady Sif, Bobbi Morse, Gamora and a flashback of Peggy Carter.