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rosepompadour · 1 year

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SPLENDOR IN THE GRASS, 1961

#natalie wood: 10/10 actress and human being #0/10 for taste in men #natasha what are you DOING #splendor in the grass #natalie wood #warren beatty #*

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drurrito · 12 days

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Night Drive (18+)

Summary: You get a new car

AN: 18+ only y'all--we're gonna pretend that there are plenty of other self-driving cars that aren't t*sla...I hope this makes up for me not putting out another part of AYTO yet! All mistakes are mine.

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: cursing; reader has a dick; dom//powerbottom!Natasha; sub//top!reader

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You sink lower into your seat as you rev the engine of your new car with the widest grin Natasha can't see. Natasha looks hardly impressed from your view beyond the barely-legal tint of the windows.

You decide to roll down your window and plead your case.

"Hey baby."

Natasha rolls her eyes. You already screw yourself coming right out the gate with pleasantries, Natasha knows you're desperate to get on her good side when you do that.

"So...what do you think?" You vaguely gesture to the rest of the car and Natasha scoffs.

"I think you were a finance bro in your past life," she crosses her arms, and you relent, "probably," you sing as you round the car to lean against the hood. The gun metal gray still holds a shine in the moonlight. This wasn't an impulse purchase, you had been talking about buying a new car for a while now. You would go on little rants about the specs of certain cars whenever you saw them on the road or on TV. It's not like you were waiting when you had the money, being an avenger was a pretty-paying gig. You were just waiting for the right one, at the right time--a method you mastered by the time Natasha came around.

"Wanna go for a joyride?" You offer, already leaning off the hood and spinning the key in your hand.

Natasha wants to keep giving you a hard time, but you look so damn good in front of your sleek, expensive, new backdrop. Your muscles bulge under your fitted black shirt, and you have the cockiest smile on your face, like you knew you were winning this race.

"And if we get pulled over?"

"With SHIELD plates? I'm not worried about it," it almost comes out like it's scripted. You're not above rehearsing a speech for Natasha if it means getting your way. You're pulling out all the stops, but Natasha wants to remind you who's really behind the wheel. Her eyes rake over you slowly, intensely--the same way fresh lava travels over earth. You're standing at attention and you don't even know it.

"You gonna open the door for me or just stand there like you forgot your manners?" Natasha watches in amusement as you fumble for the door handle. She slides onto the cool leather while you make your way into the driver's seat yet again. You wait patiently for her to get comfortable and buckle in.

It's only when you rev the engine with a wink that Natasha muses this might have been a bad idea on her part. You punch the gas pedal and she's quickly acquainted with the back of the cherry red bucket seat.

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Natasha decides that she doesn't like going fast unless the fate of the world depends on it. She also decides this is the one exception when she sees the freeway system of veins in your forearms as you grip the steering wheel. Natasha feels like she's flying when she watches your triceps flex while you turn the wheel or do something as mundane as turning on her seat heater.

Natasha slides her seatbelt off in a way that doesn't set off the sensor--she didn't want this moment to be ruined by a lecture on why it's important to buckle-up. You're too distracted by the beat of your night drive playlist to notice her crawling closer to you.

You feel her lips on the shell of your ear, "eyes on the road, got it?"

"Yes ma'am," you try to say cooly, you don't dare chance a look over at her. She hums with satisfaction and rewards you with a kiss on the skin behind your ear and a nibble on your lobe that tightens the coil in your belly.

Natasha sucks and licks at your neck while her deft fingers work to undo your belt and zipper. Her hand explores the border of your waistband before dipping under and finding what it was looking for. You let out a whisper of a gasp when Natasha admires your full length and girth. Your grip on the wheel tightens, Natasha chuckles when she hears the leather under your fingers groan.

Natasha begins to stroke you slowly, agonizingly so, but that doesn't keep your hips from bucking up into her hand.

"Tash," that only elicits a rumble against your neck. Natasha's other hand curls around your neck and gives a light squeeze that makes your vision blur for a second. Her stroking picks up speed, you have to work impossibly hard to keep your foot off the brakes.

"Natasha, please."

"I like the way you say please, baby," she mumbles with your skin between her teeth.

"What did I tell you?"

"Eyes on the road, ma'am," you say with a quickness that makes the corner of her lips curl up in satisfaction.

"So smart," she praises before you helplessly watch her head lower until you feel her lips greet your cock with a sloppy kiss. You throw your head back against your seat with a pathetic moan.

"So desperate," Natasha teases, and your mind feels like it's going a million miles an hour--multitasking is usually your strong suit, but it seems damn near impossible now.

Natasha's tongue travels the length of you, your hips feebly buck into her mouth when she finally grants you entrance. You slow your speed to safely take a hand off the wheel and hold her hair back. She thanks you with a gentle squeeze on your thigh and the prettiest sounds you could have only ever imagined.

Your playlist is already repeating itself by the time Natasha comes up for air. She can barely hear it over your panting anyway. You're rock hard and right where she wants you.

"The car can drive itself, you know," you breathe out. Natasha's brow quirks with curiosity.

"Show me," it's a gentle command, but your fingers rush to press the right sequence of buttons. You ease the seat back with haste, and Natasha just lets you sit there for a few beats to take you in and also leave you in suspense.

Your fingers dumbly flex against your legs while you wait for further instruction from Natasha. She doesn't even try to hide her smirk when your eyes begin to dart between the road and her.

"You're not gonna let us crash right, dove?" Natasha's finger traces a feather-light trail down your arm. It's a genuine question, even though she knows you probably did some sizable research on the safety features of the car before you even entertained buying it.

"No ma'am, you're precious cargo," you give an easy smile and that's Natasha's cue to move and straddle your lap. You help her with your hands on her hips, your hands quickly retreating to your sides when she's situated over you.

Natasha swears your eyes are sparkling as you watch her slide her panties to the side with one hand and take your length in the other.

"Eyes on me, baby, just for a second," she coos and you obey. Natasha can't help but admire the striations of your muscles working overtime to restrain yourself. You've always been intoxicatingly obedient, even when it's downright painful. Your eyes are locked on Natasha's, you have to bite your lip to stifle a moan when she finally eases down onto your cock. She's already working her hips in a way that has your entire body buzzing. You can count on one hand how many cars have passed you by this whole time, just like you expected.

Your fingers dig into the leather of your seat, your eyes periodically glancing at the road to make sure it hasn't veered off course for whatever reason. Natasha steals a few sloppy kisses when she leans into you to get a better angle and bounce on your cock at a speed that should be illegal.

"Tash, I'm gonna-," you choke out between labored breaths.

"What was that baby?" she leans back and oh god, you wish you had the kind of self-control your car has right now. You feel like you're going to pass out watching Natasha ride your cock, you're too blissed out to realize that she's spelling out 'm-i-n-e-' with her hips.

"I'm gonna come so fast."

"I know baby."

That seals your fate. Your arm reaches back to brace yourself against the seat. With a long and drawn-out "fuck," Natasha feels you push deeper into her, filling her up with every last drop of you. You both fall into a sweaty, moaning heap against the seat. Your body trembling with aftershocks as Natasha scratches at the skin on the back of your neck. You only get to drink this feeling in for a few seconds until you see red and blue flashing lights in your rearview mirror.

"Shit," you sit up and Natasha freezes when she sees what you see. You feverishly check your speedometer, you're not speeding. You start rifling through your brain to see if you forgot to do something, insurance? Plates? Registration?

Your questions are answered when you watch the cop car speed off into the night. Natasha lets out a heavy sigh of relief that makes your dick twitch, reminding you both that you're still inside of her.

"Told you," you try not to sound so exasperated. Natasha just rolls her eyes before kissing your temple. Night drives might just become a regular thing now.

#not a word #not one peep #works #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha x you #natasha romanoff smut #what do i say?#use protection #dont actually have sex while operating a moving vehicle?#if you know what this is inspired by no u don't

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send-me-a-puffalope · 1 month

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just watched the new ghostbusters movie with my friend and truly, awkward teenage lesbians will both end and save the world.

#guys i have a type #blonde girls who are manipulated due to/by family and end up fighting for the side of good anyways #i saw melody and her Issues™️ and got attached to a dead girl #her whole thing with phoebe was gay as fuck tho you cant convince me #they did the thing that natasha did in what if to peggy where she looked back at Phoebe longingly and then stepped into the light #truly a tragedy that she was. yknow. dead and her whole arc was moving on into the afterlife #so she couldn’t have a sapphic little relationship with mckenna grace #some of the writing was kind of weak and it felt like a lot of fan service cause a lot of the characters didn’t do anything during #the climax of the movie or i just didn’t care for their story #but it’s really fun as a movie itself and i highly enjoyed myself so honestly that’s all that matters to me #ghostbusters frozen empire #phoebe spengler #melody ghostbusters #nat’s rambles

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agreatandhonorablesoldier · 1 year

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incorrect quotes 13/? Daggers edition

#top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell #natasha phoenix trace #mickey fanboy garcia #reuben payback fitch #robert bob floyd #javy coyote machado #*Incorrect Quotes #*My Gifs #Yes the judge mentioned in Mav's is Ice. Do with that what you will #Source for this prompt in the comments

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crybabycunt · 5 months

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(homemade dinner by Kate)

Natasha: What were you saying? Yelena: I asked Kate if she wanted to order out for dessert. Natasha: Before that. Yelena: This meatloaf is dry. Natasha: Before that. Yelena: This is "meatloaf"? Natasha: Before that. Yelena: This fish is dry. Kate: STOP MAKING HER REPEAT ALL THAT!

#what do you expect from kate “i'm one person” bishop?🍴#bishova #bishlova #yelena belova #kate bishop #natasha romanoff #hawkeye #black widow #funny #crack #incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #marvel incorrect quotes #bishova incorrect quotes #bishlova incorrect quotes #kate bishop incorrect quotes #yelena belova incorrect quotes #inspo: home movies #.jpeg

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katebishopsbaefy · 7 months

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Soup and Sniffles

pairing: natasha romanoff x reader (can be read as platonic or romantic)

summary: you're sick and dont want natasha to find out. she finds out, fluff esues.

word count: 961

notes: hey everyone this is the first fic im posting pls no hate 😄😘

You practically fall through your open window onto the floor of your bedroom, knees almost buckling underneath you. You’re able to catch yourself in just enough time to stop your face from slamming into the ground. The impact from your sort of fall is still loud, though, and you pray Natasha couldn’t hear it.

You realized you were sick two days ago, but only today had you really started to feel the full effects of your illness. School was a nightmare with a stuffy nose and constant headache, and with no time in between classes and patrol, you were absolutely miserable. But, not wanting to worry Natasha or risk being labeled as “useless”, you kept it to yourself and stuck it out. One fight in particular left you stumbling and sneezing, the guy’s ice powers making you feel even more sick. You’d managed to make your way to your shared apartment with Natasha. You couldn’t wait to take a much needed nap.

A knock on the door makes you jump up from your spot on the floor, which you happened to be very comfortable in. Natasha’s voice is muffled by the door.

“Y/N? What the hell was that?” she asks. Shit.

You panic. Clear your throat as quietly as you can, hoping to sound much less congested than you are. “Nothing! I’m ok, I swear.”

“I’m coming in,” she states, and she’s next to you before you can even begin to protest. She notices the carpet moved out of place under your feet and smirks. “Did you fall through the window?”

“Maybe,” you reply. She quirks an eyebrow at you. “Rough ni-” you start, but a cough racks through your body and you’re forced to double over. You recover as quickly as possible, shooting back up with a sniffle and a smile. “Rough night,” you finish. You break eye contact with her once you see the concern laced in her green eyes.

“I can tell. Did you get hit?” she asks, looking up and down your body looking for an injury that could be the source of your cough. She takes your face into her hands and studies the cuts littering it until your own hands push hers away.

“No, I’m fine. Well, I did get hit, but I’m fine. No problem.” You smile at her. It doesn’t reach your eyes.

The back of Natasha’s hand finds your forehead before you can react. Your mind tells you to pull away, but your body leans into the contact in search of comfort. She frowns as you sniff again. “You’re sick.”

“No I’m not,” you argue, finally finding the strength to pull her hand away from you. It drops to her side and her eyes search yours.

“Yes, you are. How long have you been sick for?”

“I haven’t been sick because I’m not sick.”

“Then why do you sound so gross?”

“I’m not gross.”

“You’re pretty gross.”

“I’m not sick, Nat! Jesus,” you swipe your hand under your nose and sniffle miserably. Her fingers find your face once more and she turns your chin to look at her, thumb swiping away a tear you didn’t know had fallen. Natasha looks at you, really looks at you. You’re shivering under her touch, just slightly, but enough for her to notice. Your eyes are sunken and red, as well as the tip of your nose and your cheeks. She looks back into your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” she asks softly, barely above a whisper.

Tears fill your eyes and you let them. “I don’t feel good,” you tell her, and the wall breaks. She pulls you into her and kisses the top of your head. You're very aware of the grossness you're getting on her shirt, but she doesn’t care.

“I got you,” she whispers over and over into your hair, rubbing circles on your back as you sob. Eventually your legs simply give out, but she’s there to hold you up. Drags you over to your bed and pulls away, forcing you to look at her. She hands you a tissue to blow your nose into.

“Gross,” she comments. You giggle tearily and she smiles at you. “I’ll make you soup if you wanna go shower.”

“Mkay. C’n you do tha’ thing where you put m’ clothes in the dryer so they’re all warm?” you look up at her with the best puppy eyes you can muster. This time she giggles at you.

“I guess so. Try not to take twelve hours in the shower, I want hot water too.”

You know she really wouldn’t care if you took forever, as long as it made you feel better.

You jump in the shower, and when you’re out (45 minutes later), there’s fresh clothes sitting on the toilet for you, plus a fluffy towel. You throw on the clothes and ring out your hair, walking towards the kitchen to the smell of soup.

Natasha watches you and shoots you a small smile. “Better?” she asks.

“Yeah. Less gross,” you reply honestly. Your nose is a lot less congested and your shivering stopped for the most part. You plop yourself down in your spot on the couch and Liho, Nat’s cat, jumps up with you. You pull her into your arms and lay down on a pillow given to you by some distant relative, paying little attention to the sitcom running on the tv.

Nat turns to bring you a bowl of soup, but sees you passed out on the couch, snoring quietly. She walks over and grabs your favorite blanket from over the top of the couch, draping it over you and kissing your forehead. Notices you’re a lot less warm than before, smiles down at you. The soup could wait for later.

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juiles · 1 year

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You are my world

Summary: You are Natasha’s daughter. With everyone on a mission you are alone at the compound and get hurt. luckily they come back in time to save you but it shakes Nat and Wanda (your gf) hard.

Type: hurt/comfort

Triggers: stabbing, shooting, surgery (idk if i missed anything)

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You bolted upright in your bed when you heard the compound door thud. Your bedroom was pitch black and you thought you were alone as everyone had left for a mission except you and Peter as you had school and “couldn’t miss it” and Peter was at his apartment.

You quickly shot out of bed and grabbed the gun you kept in your bedside drawer and made your way down to the living room. There was another bang and the door to the kitchen was kicked open and you saw a random man stumbling out. You caught the sight of a Hydra symbol on his jacket and quickly pounced. You landed on his shoulders and threw him to the ground.

“What are you doing here?!” You hissed into his ear as he was face down on the floor. The man mumbled something before his hand was reached up and stabbed you in the stomach with a knife. You shot him in the head and stumbled away from his dead body grasping at the knife in your stomach.

You slumped to the ground against a wall gasping in pain. The door swung open and you saw Tony, Thor and Clint standing with their weapons drawn before Clint saw you and dropped his bow quickly.

“Shit.” He fell to his knees and quickly put pressure around the knife in your stomach. “Call cho and Bruce! She needs immediate attention!” He screamed making both men instantly jump into action after seeing you.

“Uncle Clint…” You muttered grasping his arm as your eyes started to flutter.

“No kid. You gotta keep them open. Your mum needs you here.” He was panicking and you could tell.

“Tell mama i’m sorry…” You gasped out before slumping limply against the wall.

The next few minutes was a blur as the three men quickly got you to the ned bay where Bruce and Cho quickly had you in surgery and the men were in the waiting room pacing.

Tony’s head snapped up when the door swung open and a panicked Wanda and Natasha stood trying to catch their breath. Natasha held up your bracelet that must have fallen off that was covered in blood.

“She’s in surgery! She’ll be fine!” Clint scrambled to run to the red head and placing his hands on her shoulders. “Bruce and Cho are with her. She’ll be okay.”

Natasha stood tense as she stared at her best friend searching his eyes. After a glance at Wanda who nodded, tears streaming down her face, she nodded and fell into his arms. “Okay… okay…”

Wanda stared at the floor as Tony wrapped an arm around the young girls shoulder. “She’ll be okay. She’s tough.”

After an hour, the door swung open and the group all looked up at the doctor who had a smile on his face. “She’s already awake. She’s tough Nat. You raised a good one.”

Natasha’s face instantly turned into a watery smile and she followed the man to your room where you were laid in your bed staring at the ceiling. You glanced over at your mother as she sat beside you before looking back up.

“Hey detka…” She muttered taking your hand gently. “What happened?”

“He was loud… woke me up… I didn’t see the knife… how could i not see the fucking knife…?” You muttered squeezing your eyes shut. “It was a stupid mistake…”

“Hey. No. None of that baby… you are young. It was dark.” She said pushing the hair out of your face. “This was not your fault. You stopped him. On your own.”

You shook your head taking a deep breath and sat up slowly. “How was your mission?” You asked, clearly not wanting to have this conversation. You had grown up in the red room and still struggled to not show your emotions.

“No. You need to let it out detka… what happened had to have been scary… i would have been scared.” Natasha said scooting on to the bed beside you, you instantly melted into her arms and laid your head on her chest. “Let it out malyshka.”

You felt your walls crumble as her hands ran through your bright red hair. You collapsed into your mothers arms and started sobbing. “мама это было так страшно” She sighed knowing you faulted to russian when your emotions were high. “я был так напуган, и все, что я хотел, это ты, маma.”

(“I was so scared mama”, “i was so scared and all i wanted was you mommy.”)

“I know baby… у мамы есть ты ребенок.” She muttered, rocking you back and forth gently as she ran her fingers up and down your spine.

(mama has you baby)

After about 10 minutes you managed to settle down and finally pulled up sniffling and wiped your face with the blanket. “Thank you mama…” You peered through the window of your room and a small smile graced your face when you saw Wanda standing talking to Clint.

“Of course baby.” Natasha smiled following your line of vision. “I’ll go get her моя любовь.”

(my love)

You blushed fucking your head down. “Thanks mama…”

You stared at your hands as your mother kissed your head gently before getting up from the bed and pushed the door open letting it softly shut behind her. You looked back up when the door opened again and your two pairs of green eyes met.

“Hi…” You whispered and Wanda instantly ran to your bed, falling beside you and pulling you gently into her arms. “I’m okay baby… I’m okay.” You muttered into her brown hair pulling her close to you.

“I was so scared… there was so much blood…” Wanda muttered clutched your shirt as you felt the tears soak your shirt. “Clint’s mind was so loud i couldn’t help but see it… god that image will never go away… i can’t lose you Y/N. You are the world to me dorogoy…”

(sweetheart)

“I know baby… but i’m okay. i promise i’m okay.” You ran your fingers through her brown hair gently as she settled down. “I can’t leave you or mama. You know that Wanda. You are my world.”

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x daughter!reader #wanda maximoff x you #natasha romanoff #wanda x reader #natasha x daughter!reader #wanda x fem!reader #teen!wanda maximoff x teen!reader #this is what i do instead of paying attention in class #please help me focus

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dcbnam-aep · 7 months

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wheel of time characters are so morally sound cause if lanfear told me to join the dark id do so immediately.

#if she showed up in my dreams im not gonna be like 'no sorry better luck next time'#hair and makeup and costuming teams did so well SO WELL #this might be my favourite gif ever #her little smirk she knows exactly what shes doing #natasha o'keeffe the woman you are #lanfear world domination #lanfear 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️#lanfear #wheel of time #wot s2

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marvel-lous-guy · 2 years

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Daily Bugle news: There was a UFO spotted in central park this afternoon-

Clint: a UFO? Like... an alien spaceship? How did we not know about this!?

Nat: no! Not an alien spaceship you dumbass

Steve: it was probably just a drone or something

Bucky: but they said it was a UFO

Peter: to YOU it's a UFO! I know what it is

Tony: oh yeah? What was it then?

Peter: ...a drone carrying a huge bag of oranges, toothpaste and glitter

Tony: ...w h a t

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oaxleaf · 2 months

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i do feel like pulley makes a conscious choice, whilst she typically acknowledges the homophobia that would be present in a period setting, to not make it a significant plot point or to have too much angst surrounding it, which i very much appreciate. sometimes you can put queer people in fun historical settings and let them be miserable for reasons other than being queer. simultaneously, i’ve been thinking a lot lately about the themes of heteronormativity in thlovk. because those are not necessarily the same thing? i’m lucky enough to not have experienced much in-person homophobia, but by god does hetero- and cisnormativity prevail no matter how progressive of a place you live in.

so yeah, the way valery talks about things like marriage and family really resonates. the pretty much presumed loneliness, the notion that if you don’t settle down with your opposite-sex partner and have a bunch of kids then you’ll end up sad and uncared for. and whilst homophobia is mentioned and relevant (though more so when it comes to shenkov), heteronormativity is the real insidious attitude in the novel. how valery himself, throughout the entierty of the novel, keeps presuming that he’ll always lie farthest down on the list of people shenkov cares about, because the straight nuclear family promotes the idea that love and caring is a limited resource in a person when it really isn’t, and that a romantic, heterosexually married spouse will always take the automatic highest priority, followed by ones biological children, and that there even needs to be a hierarchy. valery’s insecurities are not about being queer, but it’s about the things everybody assumes you’ll never have just because of your queerness. and i appreciate an exploration of the struggles of queer identity that go deeper than the risk of hatred and homophobia

#natasha pulley #pulleyverse #the half life of valery k #and obviously there are a lot of even more in depth exploration you can do #both of heteronormativity and homophobia #because they are both real and complex issues #and i hate when people act like society has come ’far enough’ that they are not worth exploring #a sentiment i quite often hear coming from a nordic country that is simultaneously progressive and incredibly ignorant #but heteronormativity is something i feel so deeply #it’s what makes it awkward coming out to people or even mentioning that i’m into girls #even when i know the person i’m talking to is not necessarily prejudiced #so i appreciate and really felt seen about the intense feelings of isolation and being unimportant to greater society #does this make sense?

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moghedien · 7 months

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love to see viewers acknowledge that Lanfear is manipulative and talk shit about Rand falling for her manipulation and not realizing it, and then one sentence later reveal that they're falling for her manipulation as viewers and don't realize it

#Natasha O'Keeffe doing the Great Lord's work out there manipulating people with her performance who claim to know better #like this isn't only show onlys I'm seeing fall for this #I'm seeing book readers fall for this and complain about why the show is having her act this way #like Hello???? do you think that maybe Ms. Daughter of the Night might actually be lying perhaps #or acting in a way to seem threatening/non-threatening when she doesn't actually feel that way or would do what she's claiming #but would like to manipulate other people into believing she would so they do what she wants #perhaps that is a possibility #wheel of time #wot on prime #wot show spoilers #Lanfear

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mindyabusines · 2 years

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ok so, my two favourite headcanons for tgm (both cast confirmed and just headcanon) are

1. Jake and Bradley are exes, the break up was Bradley’s fault, neither of them really got over it and Jake was utterly heartbroken

2. Jake and Javy are best friends, have been since they were young

the combination of this is, obviously, Javy being determined to protect Jake from Bradley this time around because seeing Jake heartbroken again was not an option. That’s his brother. Bradley’s a friend but Jake comes first. Based on this, a scenario:

The entire Dagger Squad is at the Hard Deck for the night. Bradley upsets Jake somehow. Maybe he plays a song that reminds Jake of their relationship or he says something insensitive (by accident of course) and

Jake goes cold. He shifts his weight and Coyote’s eyes catch it. He notices Jake’s grip on the pool cue tighten just a tad and his face lose colour as his mouth tightens.

Aw shit.

He watches Jake put down the pool cue and calmly move towards the door. Coyote feels for him. He’ll talk to him later, Jake prefers a minute alone when he’s upset. Javy feels anger simmer in his gut as he watches Bradley’s face fall while watching Jake exit. Hasn’t he done enough? Does he have to make it worse? But then, like Bradley heard him and took that as a challenge, he rises and moves to follow Jake outside.

Oh hell no. No way, jackass.

And just like that, the rage he felt in his gut is calling the shots. Suddenly, Javy is crossing the room to cut Bradley off before he can get to the door. Bradley may be taller than Jake but Coyote isn’t small by any means. And Coyotes caught him off guard.

Bradley skids to a stop with a shocked face as he looks at Coyote blocking the door, the other Daggers just as shocked. Coyote isn’t usually an aggressive guy. He’s as relaxed as they come. But his eyes narrow as he stands firm in the route to the door. Thinks of the tears in Jakes eyes on the night Bradley broke his heart. Thinks of holding him as he wailed, eating ice cream and watching movies together until the early morning on nights he couldn’t sleep alone. Thinks of watching his brother shatter at the hands of someone he trusted with him implicitly.

Go ahead. Give me a reason.

Bradley keeps his eyes on Javy as he goes to walk around the man blocking him. Javy doesn’t even blink before shoving him backward with one hand, Bradley hitting the edge of an empty table and tipping the empty beer bottles on top over with an echoing ring. It was barely a shove, nowhere near enough to hurt someone as built as Rooster but it gets the point across.

“Coyote, what the hell?” Phoenix says with confusion. His eyes flick over to her for just a minute and takes in her furrowed expression but can’t find it in himself to feel guilty. She’d do the same for Bradley.

It’s all the opening Rooster needs to dart around Javy and get out the door to find Jake still standing outside, unaware of what’s transpired inside.

Javy sighs. He looks back to Phoenix with annoyance, knowing she did that on purpose to give Rooster an opening. Phoenix looks back without repentance. He’d do the same for Jake, she thought with certainty.

#hangster #sereshaw #top gun maverick #top gun #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #javy coyote machado #natasha phoenix trace #tgm #k idk what the hell this is #but this premise has been haunting me all day so here it goes #do i know what boys do when they get their hearts broken? no!#did i take inspiration from what me and my sister did when i got my heartbroken? of course!#if it bothers you take it up with the chief of police in your area :)#drabbles #mine

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worstloki · 1 month

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Loki surveilling the skyline of New York from the top of Stark Tower and clocking that his favorite paired set of buildings are gone. sad

#everyone wants thor and loki to have visited earth a bunch of times and obviously they wouldn't be too invested in earth politics #but i think the concept of much time passing between visits should be taken advantage of #like what if one of them missed seeing the statue of liberty on their past 3 visits and now that's 'suddenly' a famous historic landmark #Loki like wow I sure hope that restaurant in the Soviet Union is still around!#and Natasha's head whips around so fast like you mean Russia or one of the surrounding countries that used to be part of the USSR #Loki: uhm. well. what's the difference #Natasha: here is a map of the countries does this help #Loki: it does not help but thank you for trying #Thor: what do you mean Rome is gone???? Rome was HUGE?????#Tony: well it's been a few centuries since then Europe is very different now #Thor: (visibly distressed) so the the sweet effeminate men enjoy the streets no more??#Tony: ...I don't keep track of foreign border laws about that #Thor shows up after 3 years and there's a new president and he's very confused through the entire meeting #brodinsons being so detached from the political scene but being so used to realm politics they come to correct conclusions about things #even though the timeline and how long things stay the same on midgard still messes with them #Loki: at least Egypt is still around #Thor: China also #Brodinsons visiting New Zealand(Aotearoa)/Australia/various British mandate islands before the British formally showed up #returning 2 centuries later and 'the gene pool has altered drastically' 'must've been a war'#well it's either that or since Asgard seems spared of colorism they treat all humans as the same and don't notice. which might be worse #on the colonisation and liberation side of things

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amyisnthere · 2 years

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“i’m 42. i just don’t care.” -natasha lyonne

#who cares what anyone else thinks #literally do you #vibes #natasha lyonne #heck yes #also enough of the weird obsessive ageism

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gyokujyn · 1 month

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CATWS 10th Anniversary | March 29th » Prompts: Disguise for @catws-anniversary

a loving homage to A Softer World and @asofteravenger

#marvel mcu #catws10 #romanorogers #natasha romanoff #steve rogers #a softer world #a softer avenger #remix #get loved loser #jyn makes stuff #this might be the least on-topic fill i've made so far but idc because i can totally hear Nat telling Steve this #her style of affection is basically “i'm just gonna love you. what are you gonna do about it? nothing. that's right. get loved loser.”#screaming into the void

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benjinoff13 · 1 year

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something i often think about is that my friend and i once found out how high the vormir cliff is, i don’t remember how we found that out but we calculated that if the gravity on vormir is the same as on earth nat’s fall would have taken more than a minute

#i hope to god gravity is different there #imagine knowing you're gonna die for a full minute and not being able to do anything about it #not even knowing if it was worth it yet #what do you think she thought about?#yelena #clint's family #maria #everything she regretted #everyrhing she wanted to say but never did #like i love you and i'm sorry #natasha romanoff #mcu #marvel

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