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smalls-words · 2 years

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Come Home

Summary: Life has a way of bringing your past back to life.

Pairings: ScarletWidow x GN!Widow!Reader

Genre: Hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort (in that order, my favourite :) )

Warnings: Some really cute stuff at the start involving thunderstorms, gore, blood, swords and batons, mind control, stupid HYDRA/Red Room experiments, light mention of future sexual acts (but none actually there, just some hair-pulling).

Requested: YES/no

Words: 3,803

A/N: The fight scene between you and your girls is taken from Supergirl, 1x20, and I just think everyone should go watch that fight scene because it’s so cool! :):):)

It wasn’t a calm morning you woke up to. Thunder rolled outside and lightning struck from above, jolting you awake until you felt two pairs of arms around you.

“Easy, malen’kiy (little one). We’re here.” Natasha cooed beside your ear, her morning voice making you focus.

You felt Wanda’s fingers touch underneath your chin before her whisper. “Open your eyes, Iubirea mea (my love).”

You whimpered as the thunder rumbled again - it was so loud, and it shook the walls of your room with ferocity that made you shrink further into yourself. Wanda’s words echoed in your ear again and you slowly opened them to the emerald pools that were filled with something you weren’t quite sure of.

“Hi, darling.” Wanda murmured, holding her hand in front of your face as little sparks of magic twirled around her fingers.

“Focus on the magic, honey.”

She made it dance around you whilst Natasha tickled your chest lightly with her fingers, only enough to give you small chills. She too, was enraptured in Wanda’s light show, kissing your shoulder every now and then to let you know she was there.

“That’s it. Are you here, Y/N/N?” Natasha kissed the skin of your neck softly, brushing away your hair to get impossibly closer to you.

“Mhmm.” You hummed, focusing on Wanda’s magic before you pressed your cheek into her palm, feeling a sense of pure relaxation overwhelm you.

“Thank you.” You whispered.

“Always, porumbel (dove).”

“Any time, printsessa (princess).”

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In the gym, you stuck to sparring with Natasha whilst Wanda watched, keeping you in check so that you wouldn’t go for the kill.

Six months ago, you escaped from the Red Room/HYDRA experimental group known as Death Widows, which consisted of three of the most elite killing machines in the world. After having been exposed to a black dust, your mind had been wrenched from the grip of Dreykov and Zola, who you now knew died within his technological prison.

For the first month, you were wild. You had to be kept in control of Wanda by wispy binds whenever someone interacted with you and nobody was allowed to come inside your little cage. But Natasha… Natasha was different.

The moment she stepped inside, you shied away from her. Nobody understood it, nobody understood you, but she did.

The second month, you got slightly better. You could let Natasha in as she sat across the room from you, but other than that, no progress was made.

It wasn’t until the third month that things really started to get going. You had grown accustomed to Natasha, but with the introduction of Wanda as her girlfriend, you lashed out - you quickly learnt that Wanda was powerful. Her red wisps held you in place and you couldn’t so much as breathe without her command.

But she wasn’t cruel, not like your previous jailors. She made you every meal and the duo sat with you until you ate it all, not wanting to go down the path Natasha had taken after her defection. But soon enough, they saw the signs. The withdrawals of the drugs they gave you; the sweats, the deliriousness, the begging and pleading to get your hands around someone’s throat.

But every day you worked with Wanda to get rid of that programming - by sparring with Natasha. You two were toe to toe, matched up in a way nobody else could match the other, but Natasha’s distracted mind let your old one see her weakness.

Your body and mind fought one another, your entire being shaking as you struggled to control yourself. One part of you screamed, telling you to kill her by breaking her windpipe and then finishing it with a bullet in her head. The other calmly whispered in your ear, the two tones of the women telling you to calm down.

“Natasha, stop.” Wanda leapt up and stood in front of you, palms already glowing as she guided your hands to the Widow’s throat.

“Come on, Y/N, fight it.”

In Natasha’s eyes, she could see your two sides. Your fingers shaking to grip tighter, but your whimpers and whines forcing you to not. You stood like that for a solid thirty seconds, the longest thirty seconds of your life, until you wrenched your hands away and fell onto your back.

You let out a long sigh of relief as Wanda’s power left your body, your realisation making you chuckle. “I’m almost free.”

“Indeed you are, love.” Natasha smirked, helping you stand.

She pulled you into her by the knot of your shorts, kissing you feverishly whilst Wanda whined from beside you. “I would like to give my congratulations too.”

Natasha’s snicker broke the cherry-flavoured kiss and she let go of your shorts, only for Wanda to slowly dance her fingers up your arms, watch you shiver and kiss you softly, her lips tasting like strawberries.

She pulled away from you and watched your stupor lift, giggling mischievously whilst you came back to the Earthian plane. You shook your head at the both of them before a chime rang above you.

“Mx. L/N, Director Fury has sent you a mission that he would like you to look over.” FRIDAY spoke after the chime, making you grin.

“My first mission! Can you believe it?! I’m gonna ace it!” You raced off to find your mission folder, leaving Natasha to hook her arm around Wanda.

“I’m scared, Tasha. What if something goes wrong?” The witch murmured, hoping that her soft voice would not be heard by the lords of jinx.

“I’m scared too, Wands, but you gotta trust them. Put some faith in them, like I did in you.” Natasha chuckled, kissing her lover’s cheeks before they began to train.

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Everything went smoothly. It was a simple mission and you had some SHIELD agency backup, but you were the lead and you took charge. You followed all of Natasha’s tips that were stored in your mind whilst Wanda’s words of encouragement helped you to calm down when you killed.

It was a gruelling first month as an official Avenger, with a total of six missions in the total thirty days. You had two back-to-back, then three with a two day break in between, and then one last one a week before your birthday.

You sat on the floor of your shower as you scrubbed at your legs, cleaning the dirt off whilst taking care around a few grazes from tumbles and other things… bullets, knives, et cetera

You knew that if you told your girlfriends or if they saw your injuries, they wouldn’t let you go on a mission. It was like a new drug custom-made for you - the high of completing a mission was a tempting offer, but the aftermath of your tired body was getting too much to handle.

You got out of the shower ten minutes later, having run through your daily shower thoughts, and stepped out to see Wanda and Natasha waiting on your bed, the redhead propped between the brunette’s legs.

“Hi, darling. How was your mission?” Wanda asked, twirling Natasha’s hair between her fingers mindlessly.

“It was good. Got the bad guys and whatnot, but it was nice to fight for the good guys.” You smiled, turning around nervously to get changed.

You heard no creak of the bed and assumed you would turn around to see them still sitting there, but when a pair of beefy Russian arms wrapped around your waist, you stiffened and watched as they stroked underneath the hem of your shirt.

“You wanna tell us why you were thinking of hiding your injuries? For example… this bullet graze?” Natasha’s thumb over that exact wound on your stomach, making your happiness cut short.

“It’s just a graze…” You grumbled, pulling out of her arms.

You felt your legs get taken out from underneath you before you landed on the bed, wrapped up in Wanda’s warmth that you didn’t even try to fight it - you knew you would lose.

“Where’s my baby injured? Let me fix them all.” Wanda began to lift your shirt but you shoved it back down.

“Girls, I’m fine! I got checked out by Cho and she said that they were all minor. I don’t need stitches, I don’t need any creams or magic. They’ll heal and leave a tiny mark, if they even leave a mark.”

Natasha sat on the side of the bed and took your arm, which Wanda held in place, before the Widow got some medical cream and a box of band-aids. She dabbed some cream on a cut on your arm and placed one band-aid on it, lifting the bottom of your shirt as her next destination.

You realised they weren’t going to let you go until each and every wound was covered, so you started listing off the scrapes you had and they grew concerned when you talked about one on your head.

“Y/N/N… did you do a concussion test with Cho?” Natasha asked.

“Yes.” You told her the truth, unable to lie to her even if you were a master liar.

“And?”

You looked down at Wanda’s ring-covered fingers and didn’t answer her, making her fingers take your chin and grip it tightly to face her.

“And?” She asked again, her eyes boring into yours as she searched for the truth.

“A few days off.” You pushed her hand away, grumbling and mumbling about how it was dumb to be put off of missions.

Now Wanda tilted your head up to meet her eyes, a stern look in them you hadn’t seen much of. “If you ever go out on a mission when Cho or someone has told you not to, you will wish you had told us the truth.”

“What if I didn’t?” You taunted, feeling tired and annoyed.

Natasha’s hand gripped your mop of wet hair, holding you in place. “You’ll wish you did.”

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It was almost the end of your ‘few days off’, much to your excitement, and you had slept in on this new morning whilst Wanda and Natasha had not. They were busy planning your surprise birthday party when you walked into the kitchen, hungry.

“Well hello, you.” Wanda chuckled at your bedhead.

“Mmm.” You answered, zombie-like with your half-open eyes.

You popped two slices of bread in the toaster and set the kettle to boil, which left you only one thing to do - lean on Natasha’s beefy body. When not in use, she made for a good pillow, and you almost fell asleep on her before your toast popped.

“Come on, let Wanda do your breakfast. You know how much she loves making us food.” Natasha snickered, picking you up easily before she placed you on the couch, your legs propped up onto her lap.

“Whatcha doing?” You murmured, eyes closed.

“I’m doing some file organisation.” She lied, which was easy to do when you were half-asleep.

Wanda soon stood behind you, grinning as she hung over you. “Y/N/N, sit up, love.”

You saw the plate in her hands and instantly did as asked, eyes wide open as you tucked into your favourite breakfast. Wanda smirked beside you and it felt so domestic for her - this is what she wanted, to have you both by her side without fear of losing you.

But fate had a way of messing with her.

“Mx L/N, you are needed urgently on the next Quinjet out.” FRIDAY blared from above, your eyes widening as you almost threw the plate onto the table and rushed out.

“Y/N, wait!” Your girls raced after you and saw you slipping on your suit.

“Y/N, you’re not clear for missions. You can’t go.”

“They need me, Natasha! I can’t not go!” You huffed, getting annoyed at your zipper.

“Stupid freaking frakking zipper!”

Your girls would normally laugh at your use of non-curse words, but now was not the time. Wanda’s magic slipped your suit on, did your hair up and readied your weapons.

“If you’re going out there, you’re going out there with a full arsenal.” She muttered sternly, pulling you in with two tendrils.

“You come back, okay? You come back to us and we will yell at Fury for picking you after.”

You nodded and gave them quick pecks on their lips before Wanda teleported you to the loading dock, the duo watching as the jet lifted off.

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Nothing.

Not a sound in the compound but Fury’s boots.

You had not returned to base after the mission and Fury was getting worried, even if he would never admit it aloud. He checked your body cam footage but it cut out before any valuable information came up, except for the fact that the entire team of agents had been slaughtered. He was still struggling to get the logic of how strong someone had to be to rip someone’s head off by their mouth, or how much force was needed to squish someone’s skull, but he knew someone would do the maths for him.

“FRIDAY, get those two down here.” He muttered as he stood in the meeting room, hiding his fears deep within his mind and face.

Soon enough, Natasha and Wanda entered, with Wanda’s eyes glowing red and Natasha’s eyebrows creased.

“Maximoff, eyes.” He grumbled.

“I can’t turn them off.” She answered.

It had been two days since you left, and Wanda’s powers were getting the best of her. She would always come to you to help calm her down, but without you, they were slowly building up inside of her.

“Agent L/N is missing in action.” Fury stated.

Both girls froze for a moment before their lips thinned in anger. Natasha walked up to him and raised her hand to slap him, but she couldn’t, not to him. “How?” She muttered, her voice shaking slightly.

“We don’t know. The body cam footage didn’t give us any helpful information. We’re gathering agents to go and do some recon, scope out the place and then report back.”

“Good. Keep us updated.”

The two women left and Fury let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

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Fury kept his promise and updated the girls on their progress, but when they received an email with a video link, their hearts dropped. There, in the middle of the blurred frame, was you.

With HYDRA’s symbol on your belt buckle.

“FRIDAY, get everyone to the Quinjet.” Natasha ordered as Wanda’s magic slipped both of their suits on.

The jet was quick to rise in the air, with Clint, Steve, Bucky, and Sam as the only other available Avengers. Sure, they would have liked more, but Tony had given Natasha clearance with some of his Iron Legion, so she had them tag along behind.

“This is how it’s going down - Y/N is getting out of there in any way possible. Whether we drag them through the snow or if they come willingly. Wanda will be trying to break HYDRA’s control whilst the rest of us take down the base. Got it?”

Everyone nodded and dispersed, leaving Natasha to crouch in front of Wanda as red mist and wisps curled around her fingers.

“It’s not stopping.” The witch muttered, looking at Natasha with her reddened eyes.

In Fury’s meeting, it was simply her irises that had turned red. Now, it was her entire eye, including her pupil, that was a dark scarlet red. Natasha took Wanda’s hands and kissed them softly, running her fingers along the creases of her palms.

“We’ll get them back. They’re ours, not HYDRA’s. We just gotta help them remember.” She assured the young brunette before Steve alerted her that they were arriving.

“Iron Legion, pair with a 2:1 ratio of Legionnaire to Avenger.”

As they stepped out, the Legionnaires separated into the designated ratio whilst Wanda and Natasha intertwined their hands as a silent promise - whatever happened, they would do it together.

Sirens began to wail from above and they watched as agents began to pour out, some of them being taken down by sniper shots from hiding Legionnaires. Natasha gave Wanda’s hand a squeeze and the witch let out small but powerful blasts, rendering five, ten agents useless after each one.

A double squeeze from Natasha had Wanda stop, following the Widow’s eyes to see you. You walked out with a sharp sword in hand, dried blood shining from it as the snow of the forest reflected the flickers of sunlight.

“Y/N? Are you here?” Wanda asked, her voice shaking.

“Vdova Smerti. Unichtozh'te vse tseli. (Death Widow. Eliminate all targets.)” A voice echoed out from the speakers and they watched as you moved towards them, your sword dragging through the snow.

“Y/N, don’t make me have to fight you.” Natasha warned, pulling out her electric batons.

“Tasha, it’s not Y/N!” Clint coached through her earpiece and she sighed, walking down to you.

“Do smerti. (To the death.)” You stated, readying your sword.

Natasha nodded, going along with it until she could find a weak spot.

You swung your sword up towards her head as she dove under, dodging your strikes but you kicked one baton out of her grip. She dropped them for a moment and gripped your wrists, yet a seething pain ripped through her palms.

“Wanda, they’ve got acid on their suit!” Natasha yelled, focusing on you.

“Y/N, I know you’re in there. This isn’t you, you don’t want to do this.”

“U nikh net vybora. (They have no choice.)”You kicked into her stomach and she fell back, rolling out of the way of your slashes until you leapt up and stabbed down.

You missed, and the sword drove through the snow and into what could only be compact dirt, which didn’t shatter the sword but it did make it hard to remove. Natasha scrambled away and ducked when Wanda’s mind yelled at her to, metal plating from the base wrapping around you whilst shrouded in red mist.

You looked at your trapped arms and pressed a button on your glove, the acid on your suit leaking out more as it ate at the metal. You strode towards Natasha, chuckling darkly as she struggled to stand, the acid still on her hands and eating at her flesh.

“Oni budut smotret', kak ikh mech pronzayet vashe serdtse. Togda oni budut nashimi naveki. (They are going to watch as their sword goes through your heart. Then, they will be ours for eternity.)” The words slipped out of your mouth as you raised your sword.

“Y/N/N, stop!” Wanda yelled from behind you, causing your arms to stop moving.

“This isn’t you! Y/N, you can beat this! You can beat their programming, I know you can!”

You looked back at her and scoffed. “Nobody can stop me. I am a Death Widow!”

“No, you’re not. You’re Iubirea mea (my love) and you are Natasha’s malen’kiy (little one). You are ours, Y/N/N, not theirs. That is your past, not your future.”

You turned back to Natasha, focusing on the mission.

“You are not gonna hurt me, you are not going to hurt Natasha. We are stronger together, Y/N, and you are the strongest of us all. Natasha believes in you, I believe in you too.”

You looked down at the quivering Natasha, her eyes boring into your soul whilst your programming spoke. “I AM A DEATH WIDOW! I ALWAYS FINISH MY MISSION!”

“You are Y/N L/N, and nothing on Earth can change that.” Wanda muttered, now only a few feet away from you whilst your sword still pointed at Natasha’s neck.

“Come back to us, Y/N/N. Come home.”

With your distracted mind, she cupped your cheeks and pressed her forehead against yours. You dropped the sword and fell away from Wanda, scrambling back as you gripped your head tightly.

“Stop, stop, stop it! Stop it!” Your eyes were squeezed shut and you looked down at your suit, ripping it off and exposing yourself to the harsh cold but you needed to get it off.

“That’s it, moya lyubov (my love). Fight it.” Natasha cooed, coming towards you slowly.

“You’re so strong, Y/N. Keep fighting it.” Wanda added, kneeling down in front of you.

Her magic danced in front of your eyes. “Focus on the magic, honey.”

You shook your head wildly as you gripped your hair tightly, your body tensing up before it felt like a switch went off in your mind. Your whole body stopped, like a factory reset, and you opened your eyes.

You looked around you and eyed the two women, your memories slowly flooding back. “Nat… Tasha? Wanda? Where… Where am I?”

They both had tearful eyes as they tackled you, holding you close. “You’re home.”

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When you woke up to an empty bed, you shivered at the cold sheets outside of your warm cocoon. You tucked yourself further into the sheets and whimpered, remembering what you did underneath HYDRA’s control.

“Mx L/N, would you like me to get Ms Romanoff and Ms Maximoff?” FRIDAY asked you.

You nodded weakly, feeling completely drained, but when they entered, you scrambled as far back on the bed as possible.

“Please… I don’t want to hurt you again.”

“Lyubov, you can’t hurt us. You can never hurt us.” Natasha smiled sadly as you looked at her with complete fear in your eyes that she recognised.

It was fear in yourself, fear and certainty that you should be locked up somewhere.

“Don’t think like that, porumbel (dove). You belong here, with us.” Wanda cooed, sliding into the bed to bring you close to her.

“W-What if I try to kill you in my sleep? How will I even know if I’m s-sleeping or dreaming?” You asked, shaking slightly.

“We will be here in either one.” Natasha moved in behind you as Wanda pulled you over on the bed.

“And if I lose you? I can’t lose you, I-I don’t know what I’d do if I lost even one of you.” You murmured, fiddling with the collar of Wanda’s shirt.

“You won’t, but if you do… you can always find us. You can find me in the candles, lighting your way back to us.” The witch replied, your body relaxing as Natasha’s manicured nails came to brush through your hair.

“And I will always guide you back. Any little owl you see, that’s me, helping you find your way back to us.” The Widow whispered, kissing your cheek.

You exhaled slowly, trying to grasp everything. “I’m scared.” You whimpered.

Natasha shushed you lightly, holding your cold body close to her Russian warmth. “You don’t have to be scared anymore, malyshka (baby). Wanda and I are going to help you get back in control, just like we did when we met you.”

“That is a promise we can keep, Iubirea mea (my love). Now sleep. You can rest now.” Wanda kissed your temple as you closed your eyes, filling your mind with happy dreams whilst she worked on removing your programming once again.

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aceofwhump · 2 years

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Can you recommend foody scenes and fics where the whumpee gets poisoned or drugged? (No no-con please)

Thanks

Sure thing! Here's some great drugged/poisoned scenes:

Burn Notice 7x11

MacGyver (1980s) 1x11

Hawaii Five-0 and 1x23 5x07

The Alienist 1x07

Timeless 1x06

Merlin 1x04 and 5x08

White Collar 1x10

The Mentalist 5x02

Sherlock 3x01

Murdoch Mysteries 9x18

Harrow 2x10

Leverage 4x10

Leverage Redemption 1x09

Legends of Tomorrow 3x05

Teen Wolf 3x01

Hudson & Rex 2x16

Once Upon a Time 3x03 3x04 and 3x05 for Charming poisoned and the whole of season 7 (Hook's poisoned heart)

Dark Angel season 2 (Logan Cale is infected with a genetically targeted retrovirus that is activated when Max touches him.)

General Hospital April 2021 multiple episodes

Free Rein episodes 3x01, 3x05-3x10

Legend of the Seeker 1x01

Fate the Winx Saga 1x03

Supergirl 2x22

Outlander 5x09

NCIS 1x20 and 2x22

Buffy the Vampire Slayer 3x21 and 3x22

Emerald City 1x02

Hallmark movie Hailey Dean Mystere: Deady Estate.

Off hand I can't think of any fanfics but you can always look through my masterlist and see what you find: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1jfJ8rHwvGCzmCfwJolr925mSCjcR5TS0TDPlCnzCOEY/edit?usp=sharing

#mod post #mod replies #ask #anon #whump recs #drugged #poisoned

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afaimsarrowverse · 11 months

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250(ish) Favorite Arrowverse Episodes: Part 2: 225-201

Picked from „Arrow“, „Black Lightning“, „Supergirl“, „Legends of Tomorrow“, „The Flash“, „Barwoman“ Season 1+2 and „Superman & Lois“ Season 1+2. I did consider kicking „Superman & Lois“ of this list, but since it pretended to be part of the Arrowverse for its first two seasons I left it on here.

225. Second Chances (Arrow 5x11)

103, Written by: Speed Weed, Sarah Tarkoff, Directed by: Mark Bunting

"Yeah. Maybe this team is all about finding second chances."

224. Hell No, Dolly! (Legends of Tomorow 4x7)

58, Written by: Grainne Godfree, Morgan Faust, Directed by: April Mullen

"Sara? Is it possible that our fugitive killer is a possessed doll?"

"Horror movie 101."

223. Exodus (Supergirl 2x15)

35, Written by: Paula Yoo, Eric Carrasco, Directed by: Michael Allowitz

"'A halb emes iz a gants lign', as my grandmother from the shtetl would say: A half-truth is a whole lie."

222. Streets of Fire (Arrow 2x22)

45, Written by: Jake Coburn, Ben Sokolowski, Directed by: Nick Copus

"You honor the dead by fighting and you're not done fighting! Malcolm Merlyn, The Count, the Clock King, the Triad... everyone who was trying to hurt this city, you stopped them. And you will stop Slade."

221. The Trap (The Flash 1x20)

20, Written by: Alison Schapker, Brooke Elkmeier, Directed by: Steve Shill

"You look so young. And I could kill you right now so easy. What I wouldn't have given? All those times before to have had you like this. So helpless. But fate, it's tricky, isn't it? I come here to destroy you. And then to get home, I have to be the one who creates you. But I will say, it's been an education. Watching you grow up all these years. Science fairs and soccer games. No hint, no sign, no trace of the man you will be one day for whom I have nothing but hate. And to be clear, nothing is forgiven. There will be a reckoning. I promise you, Barry Allen, that you will die."

220. There Will be Blood (The Flash 6x4)

118, Written by: Lauren Certo, Sterling Gates, Directed by: Marcus Stokes

"Everyone dies, Ramsey. Maybe the only thing that makes it bearable is to find some meaning in it."

"Well, that means I'm making the greatest sacrifice of all. Don't you see? What I'm becoming, this is the cure. I am the answer, Flash, to the greatest mystery of all. Life eternal."

219. Leap of Faith (Arrow 8x3)

163, Written by: Emilio Ortega Aldrich, Elizabeth Kim, Directed by: Katie Cassidy

"You know, I've been thinking a lot about mom and dad lately, wondering what they would think about the lives we've chosen. All the mistakes they made, all the lies they told in their own very, very messed up way. They thought they were protecting us."

"They weren't. They didn't." "No, but it did help us become the people we are today. They turned us into heroes."

218. Tender is the Nate (Legends of Tomorrow 4x6)

57, Written by: Phil Klemmer, Matthew Maala, Directed by: Dean Choe

"When I first stepped on to this ship, I was, you know, trying to get away from all my baggage back home, and I can't believe I'm gonna say this.... Hemingway once wrote 'Can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.' And thanks to you guys, I don't have to run anymore."

217. Through the Looking Glass (Batwoman 1x16)

16, Written by: Nancy Kiu, Directed by: Sudz Sutherland

"When I was under the influence of Fear Toxin, out of all the horrible things I experienced, worst was being left behind by you."

216. Homecoming (Supergirl 2x14)

34, Written by: Caitlin Parrish, Derek Simon, Directed by: Larry Teng

"I'm not being paranoid here, I'm not. When's the last time we were this lucky? Lucky enough that Cadmus was moving their most valuable prisoner, a guy that the D.E.O. has been unable to find for 15 years, and he just lands in our lap?"

215. City of Blood (Arrow 2x21)

44, Written by: Holly Harold, Directed by: Michael Schultz

"I don't know anything about hoods and masks or...human weapons...or any of this...but I know you. I know you like I know my own name. And I realize it may sound crazy in the light of your secret but I know you in your bones, Oliver. That person doesn't give up. That person...he ALWAYS finds a way."

214. Grodd Lives (The Flash 1x21)

21, Written by: Grainne Godfree, Kai Yu Wu, Directed by: Dermott Downs

"Maybe the accelerator explosion created a meta-gorilla."

213. The Justice Society of America (Legends of Tomorrow 2x2)

18, Written by: Chris Fedak, Sarah Nicole Jones, Directed by: Michael Grossman

"Well, I gotta admit, watching your team work like a well-oiled machine kinda makes me feel like I'm doing this whole hero thing all wrong."

212. What We Leave Behind (Arrow 5x9)

101, Written by: Wendy Mercile, Beth Schwartz, Directed by: Antionio Negret

"There's two types of every legacy, two versions of what we leave behind. There's the good and then the bad. You just really have a lousy habit of focusing only on the bad."

211. Haywire (Superman & Lois 1x4)

4, Written by: Michael Narducci, Directed by: James Bamford

"I've had a lot of time to think about you, obsessively tracking your patterns. I noticed you haven't been around Metropolis quite as much. But that's how I knew that the, um, big shots would move me to a more secure prison. It seems like you're obligated elsewhere. That makes you distracted. Vulnerable. A weakling."

210. Dancing Queen (Legends of Tomorrow 4x3)

54, Written by: James Eagan, Morgan Faust, Directed by: Kristin Windell

"My best friend Nate, he, uh, has a desk job. And Amaya... well, she's gone. I actually really miss her. She was kind of our moral compass. Helped us do the right thing when it wasn't always easy to do the right thing."

"I never knew disco could get so barmy."

209. The Martian Chronicles (Supergirl 2x11)

31, Written by: Gabrial Llanas, Anna Musky-Goldwyn, Directed by: David McWhirter

"This is for every Green you ever killed." "In that skin, you look like a monster." "We're the monsters, Armek. This skin is beautiful."

208. Seeing Red (Arrow 2x20)

43, Written by: Wendy Mercile, Directed by: Doug Aaroniokoski

"Oliver, I know. I know. I've known... since last year, I suppose. The night of The Undertaking, everything became so clear. It was pretty much the night I stopped sleeping."

"Before you say anything else..." "There's nothing else to say. Nothing I need to say. Except I could not be more proud."

207. Rogue Air (The Flash 1x22)

22, Written by: Todd and Aaron Helbing, Directed by: Doug Aarniokoski

"You can't stop me, Flash, and you never will."

206. Out of Time (Legends of Tomorrow 2x1)

17, Written by: Greg Berlanti, Chris Fedak, Phil Klemmer, Marc Guggenheim, Directed by: Dermott Downs

"As flawed and unruly as you are individually, together you are the best crew, the best team a captain could ever hope for. So... stick together. And remember: history is yours now, my dear Legends. Good luck!"

205. Call to Action (Supergirl 4x6)

71, Written by: Gabriel Llanas, Daniel Beaty, Directed by: Antonio Negret

"Well, we did stop the Children of Liberty from hurting innocent aliens. But Agent Liberty is still out there. And the rhetoric of hate is growing. Just haven't figured out how to win this fight yet. With so many people siding with fear, how far will this go?"

204. The Darkest Place (Supergirl 2x7)

27, Written by: Robert Rovner, Paula Yoo, Directed by: Glen Winter

"I've heard that before. Years ago, Superman came to my son, Lex, and promised him the world. A new dawn for mankind. Lex believed him, poor thing. And then he watched as your kinsman infected this country with his propaganda, as his power became unchecked. And when Lex tried to take that power back, Superman convinced the world Lex was evil. My darling boy. My genius son. An actual superman, behind bars for life. Because you and your kind will stop at nothing to poison Earth."

203. Birds of Prey (Arrow 2x17)

40, Written by: Mark Bemesderfer, A. C. Bradley, Directed by: John Behring

„No. He died. And I couldn't deal with it. So I became a drunk. Every problem I had, I solved with a pill or a drink. My friends and my family, they tried to help me, but I wouldn't let them. You don't have to do this, Helena. It's not too late." "Yes, I do. Because once you let the darkness inside, it never comes out."

202. Crazy for you (The Flash 1x12)

12, Written by: Todd and Aaron Helbing, Directed by: Rob Hardy

"Not too many men can keep up with me."

201. Abnominations (Legends of Tomorow 2x4)

20, Written by: Marc Guggenheim, Ray Utarnachitt, Directed by: Michael Allowitz

"No! Please, don't say it. I know they're essentially a myth, but I have this irrational fear of..." "Zombies." "Please, don't say it."

#Arrowverse #Favorite Episodes #Arrow #The Flash #Supergirl #legends of tomorrow #Batwoman #Superman & Lois

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So there's a blanddcheadcanons post that says that "Kara is the mortal avatar of Rao" and I really don't like it, especially in the context of SG 3x04 (The Faithful). At best, as was pointed out to me by a friend with whom I discussed this post, the House of El is likely blessed and somewhat sponsored by Rao, which probably doesn't do much but produce Krypton's greatest heroes, given what the word "El" **means** in Kryptonian. I'm interested in your thoughts on this (pls post your answer).

I reject the headcannon solely because if it were true it would mean Coville was right and I fucking hate that bitch.

In all seriousness, though, this is an idea I've seen a lot and I'm not a huge fan of. I don't know much about Raoism beyond what appears in the show and that which can be inferred off of the show. One thing I would point out though is that El in Kryptonian (while obviously being intended to mean God by the original comic writers) can mean Sun or Stars, and since the Kryptonians in the show are, as far as I can tell, monotheistic, and worshipped only one particular star, the El family is not necessarily named God. It would, however, signify their enormous prestige on Krypton and contribute to the famous El pride (or rather, arrogance). I’m not sure it would necessarily have to mean anything more than that-- that the Els are a respected house who have produced a variety of successful politicians, civil servants, and scientists. And (this time reaching a little bit) that they are perhaps so old and respected that their house name was once a title.

There is a certain allure to the theory, for sure. Kara is a paragon character. She always, always does what she thinks is right, regardless of the cost, personal or global, and regardless of what other people might think of it. She has a very direct moral compass, and there are only a handful of times when she doesn’t follow it, all of which involve saving Lena. Ship who you want, but it is notable that Kara routinely prioritzes Lena’s life over that of others given the rarity of that happening otherwise. She never even considered breaking Rick Thompson’s father out of prison when he kidnapped Alex, and all he’d committed was bank robbery. Kara has lines she does not cross (though murder is clearly not one of them). She is a character that has seen some of the worst that sentient life is capable of, has seen more death and suffering than most people could imagine, and she came out of it with an all-encompassing desire to protect others. She lives to give people hope. Plus, the humor of having Kara-- the one person most offended by the idea of being an Avatar of Rao-- turn out to be an Avatar of Rao is great.

But, I would also say that having Kara want to do good because she is the avatar of a benevolent god is reductive and not particularly true to her character. It is true that helping and protecting people is a large part of the core of who Kara is. But there is a difference between altruism and the self-destructive, bordering of suicidal desperation to save absolutely everyone that Kara practices. And to anyone who doubts the suicidal bit, I direct you to the season 1 finale where Kara literally goes on a goodbye tour because she thinks if she goes out to fight Non she’ll die. She still goes because she has hope, but that hope is that she can at least save Earth with her life. She doesn’t fight because she is certain in the ultimate victory of good and justice. She does it because she more afraid to lose another family than she is to die. Kara doesn’t become Supergirl and risk her own life because she believes in good, she does it because she can’t stand to listen to people suffer-- because she has suffered. To use Alex’s words in 1x13 “You fight everyday to keep people from struggling like you have.” Notably also in 1x13, Kara wakes up from the Black Mercy and her first words are “Who did this to me?” and then she goes after Non in what could arguably be described as a homicidal rage-- a rage that is fueled entirely for personal reasons, not the greater good of Earth (though that comes as an added benefit), which is.... not very befitting the avatar of a benevolent god.

A major part of season 1 is Kara dealing with grief and rage. She nearly breaks a guy's arm in episode 6 because he screamed at her for damaging his car, to hell with the children he'd almost hit with it. In season 3's Midvale flashbacks we see her first put both hands through a lunch table, then attack Jake when she suspects him for Kenny's death. She gets better at controlling it as the seasons progress, but during Crisis she very nearly melts Lex. Also not particularly godly of her.

Then there is the fact that so much of who Kara is is shaped by fear: fear of the government, fear of humanity, fear of abandonment, and fear of herself. In her civilian life, Kara is, for the most part, unnoticeable. She's polite, soft-spoken, doesn't wear a lot of bold colors or styles, and is often a pushover. As shown by her encounter with Red Kryptonite, Kara would not dress or speak the same way to people without the pressure of hiding her identity (though much of her dialogue is purely the loss of her "don't be an asshole" filter, some of it is stuff she had every right to say before and just didn't). I have always found that episode to be very interesting purely for the fact that Kara doesn't actually seem to be seeking harm on others so much as seeking their attention. Her argument with Alex is almost entirely about how much she hates having to hide and pretend to be less than she is. Kara drops Cat off the balcony and then catches her. She attacks the police when they point weapons at her but doesn't kill or even hurt them that badly, instead of destroying the car they're using as shelter. Red-K removed her inhibitions, made her angrier, yes, but if her goal was to actually hurt people, she could have done so-- would have done so, and with great ease. She goes to a public bar and uses super strength to smash bottles by flicking peanuts. Why do that at a crowded bar? Why not just flick potato chips at the windows in her own apartment?

This is Kara at her absolute worst-- but does she seek out the DEO agents who shot her out of the sky? Does she go after Maxwell Lord or Non? No. She tries to make people pay attention to her. Her most shameful and hideous desire is for people to give her respect. (Admittedly, respect gained through fear, but still.). Kara's a nice person-- much, much nicer than average-- but a lot of that "nice" is just her avoiding conflict to avoid attention.

Kara is a good person. Kara inspires people. But that is because Kara gets up every day and chooses to be good and to inspire. It's one of the reasons I enjoy Non as a villain so much-- he and Astra are Kara's narrative foils. They also remember Krypton and grieve its loss. They also were trapped in the Phantom Zone. But where Kara had the Danvers to convince her that some good people existed and would risk themselves just to help others, Non and Astra had Alura sentencing them to eternal suffering rather than helping them save their planet (through the means they thought necessary) and then landed on Earth and found it headed on the same path as the planet they'd just lost. Kara had people to help her grieve. Non and Astra were surrounded by misery. They lost hope. Kara discovered it.

Kara is the Paragon of Hope because she has been hopeless. Because she has suffered so much, seen so much, and because she chooses to believe in a better future. She didn't have hope her first time in the Phantom Zone. She didn't even have hope for a while on earth. From what we can gather, Kara's choice to start actually believing in the future was a gradual shift that occurred sometime after Kenny's death and has lasted her ever since. For Kara, hope is learned. She chose to hope and she won't let it go, and to assign that incredible victory off to her being a God is an insult to her growth and to her character.

Now I personally thought “The Faithful” handled this concept very well. 3x04 is one of my favorite episodes of television in general, let alone in Supergirl. Season 3 is my second favorite season, and that says a lot for its good episodes when the bad of season 3 is so, so very bad (To say nothing of the episode to episode production value, we have the waste of Argo, Mon El’s return as obviously he’s grown he has a beard Mon El, and whatever the hell was going on with Kryptonian genetic engineering eclipse causing witches). To this day I don’t know why Kara had magic dreams. The show did nothing to explain it and I can’t imagine up a reason.

But “The Faithful” works because it highlights the whole paragon part of who Kara is. When you realize that every person in the room of Coville’s cult is a person she has personally saved-- that hits hard. Especially since only a fraction of the people she’s saved would ever set foot inside that building with the totally not-creepy, entirely wholesome way they deliver the invitations. (“Your daughter is special. She has been chosen. As have you.”) It works because it focuses on how the average human must view Kara, the ones who don’t see her argue with her sister over potstickers and crush her phone when she gets mad. It works because of how desperately hard Kara tries to be a human. It works because the writers know that we, the audience, do not see Kara as anything but a regular person with irregular abilities: a kind and remarkably devoted person, but not a god.

#I didnt discuss it above. but Kara gets REALLY mad about Covilles whole deal #I really love watching her reaction to kryptonian artifacts #girl goes suspicion first and anger second #and it highlights her humanity #even as it puts her on a pedastal #Kara saved all these people but she will still tear her holy book from your hands #and scream at you for daring to quote it #Supergirl 3x04 #Supergirl 1x13 #Supergirl 1x20 #Supergirl #Kara Danvers #Supergirl meta #Kara Zor el #Raoism

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