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moongirlwidow · 1 month
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hElP Loki decided that since I’ve been adopted into an Asgardian family I need Asgardian royal clothing since Mama is a queen and they’ve been making a mood board for the past hour-
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It’s genuinely gorgeous but how do I explain that they really don’t need to put in that much effort for me-
@goddessof-death help? Your sibling is like,, smirking at the computer screen and on their eighth sketch, it’s both impressive and mildly concerning
//note: I don’t own any of these images I found them all on Pinterest
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marvelflame2010 · 6 months
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Anya: The wee-hoo thingy?
Natasha: You mean the fire alarm?!
(aka, Anya not understanding certain English words and Natasha getting a grey hair.)
(Find my story at https://www.quotev.com/story/15345168/The-Winter-Widow/1)
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becca-barnes-official · 2 months
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heads up that I'm going to visit a few of my aunts for a bit. I got in a big fight with Tony and it scares Peter when I go off-grid, so I'm going to be out for a little bit. Keep an eye on Kiki for me?
-- @moongirlwidow
HEY ARE YOU OKAY?!
DO I NEED TO SQUARE UP ON TONY?! DO I NEED TO ADOPY PETER??
DO I NEED TO BRICK A BITCH-
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ravenromanova · 8 months
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Party time
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Pairings: Bucky x oc, Natasha x oc (platonic)
Warnings: Mentions of killing (i think that’s it)
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Bucky’s p.o.v
I stare at the all black suit i’m supposed to wear tonight and sigh. Don’t get me wrong the suit is nice i just would rather not go to this party. The only reason i’m even going is because we got intel that The red room is sending someone to attempt to kill all of us. We still don’t know who exactly is being sent but we’ve all been told to go to the party and act like normal.
Luckily for me that means standing in a corner not interacting with anyone so that should be easy. After i stare at myself for what feels like an eternity i finally decide to walk downstairs. As i walk into the party my senses go into overdrive almost instantly. Between the lights, the music and the crowd of people my body tenses up and i go on high alert.
I quickly make my way to the bar before making sure my ear piece is turn on. The bartender hands me a glass of whiskey and i nod my head before retreating to the furthest corner. ‘We got word that she should be here in like ten minutes’ I hear over the comms.
I keep myself on high alert as i wait to be told that whoever it is has arrived. There’s a weird feeling in forming a pit in my stomach and i can’t figure out why. Why the hell is The red room sending someone to kill us? After all this time? My thoughts are cut off as i hear Tony over comms say she’s here.
Quickly i leave my little corner and walk around the party trying to find the woman. Trying to make my way through the sea of people was a lot harder than expected. I finally make it through the biggest crowd and try to get a birds eye view. It takes me a good ten minutes until i find her.
My breath hitches in my throat when i see her. Lilith The red room sent her. They sent the one person they knew neither me or Natasha could hurt. Before i can even properly think im running to find Natasha.
“Natasha where are you?” I say though comms and she replies with ‘on the balcony’ So i make my way out there and see her talking with Clint. She sees my frantic state and furrows her brows.
“Barnes? Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?’ Nat half teases and she raises and eyebrow at me.
“Well maybe because i have Natalia” My words come out half broken as i try to catch my breath. “It’s her. The red room sent her” I dont even need to say her name for Natasha to know who i mean.
She walks away from Clint and he just stands there puzzled. “Show me” Natasha says and i take her hand and lead her inside with Clint following behind.
When we get back inside it takes us less than five minutes to find her. Natasha’s eyes go wide and i can see her face slightly fall. And Clint asks us who she is but neither of us respond.
“Wh-What do we do?” She asks as her voice breaks. I let out a deep breath and grip the railing of the staircase.
“We do what we always do. We put her in a cell and Question her” Clint replies and we both whip our heads around and glare at him.
“We are not treating her like a killer” I seethe at the archer and step closer to him. Natasha grabs my arms in attempt to pull me back but it doesn’t work.
“She was literally sent here to kill us Barnes” In that moment i see red. I push him against the wall by his collar and deadpan him.
“I dont care. No one and i mean no one is to hurt her. Let me and Natasha bring her in.” I say sternly as i let him go and he falls on the ground. And with that i walk away and try to go find Lilith.
Lilith’s p.o.v
Once i get to the party the code words have been said, i have the mission details locked and locked, but something feels off. It’s almost like i can feel my programming flipping on and off. I try to get my shit together as i walk through the sea of people by taking deep breaths.
I decided i was going to go for the ones with no aliases first since clearly they aren’t that important. Snaking my way through the crowd i look for a red headed woman in a green dress (that’s what i was told shed be wearing) As i make my way through the crowds it takes me all of three minutes to find my target. I smirk as i approach her as her back is towards me.
Tapping her should to get her attention she turns around and my eyes go wide. When she turns around and i see my old friend my brain glitches and i freeze.
“Natalia?” I gasp and then before she can respond my world goes dark.
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When i wake up next in on a cot in a clear cell. I groan as i realize they fucking caught me. I can hear the sounds of heavy footsteps coming into the room and as the person approaches me my heart sinks.
“Soldat?” I whisper as he comes into the light. His bright blue eyes pierce through my soul as he looks at me. He just looks at me for a minute before deciding to speak.
“Lilith” He softly says as he puts his hand on the glass of my cell.
“Help me- please” I beg him as my programming fully wears off and im in my own concuss mine again.
He nods his head and sits down on a chair in front of my cell. “I will we just need you to tell us everything you know about the red room. We can help you little one” Bucky says to me and i smile softly as i nod my head in agreement.
The red room has never been able to fully get rid of who i am. Even with my programming i still am hesitant when i kill, I still remember who i am even with the brainwashing and wiping. And most importantly i always remember him. I dont know why their methods dont work on me like they do everyone else. But ever since i realized that they dont work.. Ive been looking for a way out.
“I’ll tell you everything you need to know” I say putting my hands on the glass like he did before. He stands up and places his hands on the glass over mine and smiles at me as he nods his head.
“I will get you out of this cell as soon as i can i swear milaya devushka (sweet girl) just might take one convincing” His words melt my heart even though i was sent here to kill him and all his friends he was still willing to help me.
“Thank you Soldat” I smile at him and lean my head against the glass as a i let out a sigh of relief.
“Dont thank me doll i know you want out” He puts his forehead against the glass. “And you can call me Bucky now” His voice is soft and i nod my head.
“Thank you bucky” I respond finally having some sense of peace after years of sleeping with one eye open. For once i know that everything is gonna be okay and i cant wait for the journey ahead.
~The end of chapter 4~
Hi lovebugs! i hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing it! I have some BIGG things planned for this book that might be coming up soon who knows 👀Let me know what yall think! Dont forget to like and reblog and I’ll see you in the next chapter! 🖤❤️
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Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Letterman, ‘94
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avengerscompound · 2 months
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Scarlett Johansson as Natasha Romanoff My favorite looks in each film
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rohirriiim · 3 months
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CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER (2014) dir. Anthony and Joe Russo
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marvelilovebucky · 3 months
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paanmoxi · 7 months
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winterwidowhawk commission i did for @/nemhain_chi on tw ₍ᐢ•ﻌ•ᐢ₎ ★
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super-marvel-dc · 21 days
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Bucky: Who the fuck broke the toaster?
Y/N: It was Sam.
Steve: It was Sam.
Natasha: Sam broke it.
Sam:
Sam: ...yOU PROMISED-
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moongirlwidow · 1 month
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SO turns out in Madripoor I can legally get a tattoo, not that anyone cares very much about the law, HOWEVER that means I can get one in a proper shop so I need opinions
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Going clockwise from the top left, the bottom image is going last, here’s my reasons for each:
Option one: the symbol I use as the Winter Widow(my symbol is silver but people make more images for Nat so here’s the closest option) I like it, it’s important to me, if I got it I’d probably put it on my shoulder
Option two: roses. They’re one of my favorite flowers and I would most likely use a group of scars instead of the stem/vine, I’m thinking of a group on my right shoulder blade as my best option, though might also go on my shoulder/tricep. Gets a bonus for being sentimental as James calls me Little Rose
Option three: moon with flowers. Nighttime feels safe to me, and my birth mother called me her Twilight Princess. I also just love the moon’s symbolism, and I love flowers. I also love the other background details, again I’d probably put this on my shoulder or shoulderblade(yes there’s a pattern here)
Option four: it’s a dagger with a spider on it. I would probably change the spider’s design from a skull to an hourglass, but I really like the style. This one would probably go on my forearm
Option five(the one on the bottom): I love this one because it has the moon and the rose, and how it’s growing, genuinely beautiful. Again, I’d position it so my scars look like roots, this one probably on my shoulder blade, most likely the right one so the curve of the flower lines up nicely. Might also tuck a star in there for my sisters, since they call me Little Star
Anyways it’s a certain that I’m at least getting a semicolon on my wrist, so I’m getting something either way. Natasha signed off on this under a few conditions, by the way
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marvelflame2010 · 5 months
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Teacher: For this assignment, you will write about a historical event of your choosing
Anya: *writes about Bucky*
Find my story at (https://www.quotev.com/story/15345168/The-Winter-Widow/1)
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becca-barnes-official · 3 months
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Hey B? Can I have a hug?
— @moongirlwidow
It’s fine she’s your sister she’s going to be sweet about you know this it’s fine it’s fine but what if it’s not stop stressing shit now I’m spiraling fuck it just ask the question you deserve to get to ask for help you deserve to have the option to each put isolating yourself doesn’t help-
Vera??? Are you okay- of-of course? *she opens her arms for the hug*
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ravenromanova · 8 months
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Hello Solider
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Pairings: Bucky x oc
warnings: the red room
word count 1.4k (The chapters will get longer i swear)
(uhhh idk how this posted since it wasn’t supposed to post until wednesday but uh here’s the third chapter i guess 😭)
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Lilith's p.o.v *present time Lilith is 34*
Where am i? What day is it? Why am i so cold? How did i get here? How long have i been asleep? Where is the solider?
My minds running wild as i open my eyes. I don’t recognize the room or clothes i’m in. I try to move my hands and feet but quickly learn that they are bound to the bed.
“HELLO?!” My voice cracks as i yell hoping that someone can hear me.
    "She’s awake. Go wipe and prep her then we will give her the mission." I hear the mumbled words of some guards at the door. My fear grows stronger when i hear I’m gonna be wiped again. I keep trying to pull at my restraints but it proves to be no use again.
      The door suddenly bursts open and two guards i’ve never seen before walk in. I’m suddenly wheeled out of the room on the bed as i scream and trash. One of the guards puts a muzzle on me as we enter a room i don’t know.
“She needs to be wiped and prepped.” One shorter guard says to the doctor and the doctor nods. I’m put in the middle of the room and the muzzle gets taken off, and it gets replaced by a bite guard i know all too well. They tighten the straps on the table before injecting me with a sedative.
My eyes grow heavy but i don’t fall asleep as i see the machine come down on my head. The screams that come out of my throat as it attaches to my head is nothing short of blood curdling. I get zapped about fifteen times before i’m drooling and cant speak.
Dreykov walks in after i get wiped so he can give me my mission. I slowly open my eyes as i hear him walk in. He grabs a chair and sits in front of me before grabbing my face and smacking me conscious.
“Доброе утро бабочка. Мы вытащили тебя на очень важную миссию. Крайне важно, чтобы вы выполнили эту миссию безупречно. понял?” (Good morning butterfly. We pulled you out for a very important mission. It is imperative you complete this mission flawlessly. understood?) He asks as one of the agents hands him a manila folder.
“понял” (understood) I reply back blankly not being able to think right now. He hands me the folder and i try to focus my eyes so i can read it. When i open the folder and see the name "Avengers" on the front page and read what the mission details are. The mission details state that my objective is to get rid of all the avengers. Along with the objective is a list of names. I take my time reading it over knowing that the quicker i read the quicker i leave.
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 1.) Tony Stark (AKA Iron Man)
2.) Steve Rogers ( AKA Captain America)
3.) Natasha Romanoff (No Alias)
4.) Clinton Barton (AKA Hawkeye)
5.) Bruce Banner (AKA Hulk)
6.) James Barnes (No Alias)
7.) Samuel Wilson (AKA Falcon)
8.) Wanda Maximoff (AKA The Scarlet Witch)
9.) Pietro Maximoff (AKA Quicksliver)
10.) James Rhodes (AKA War Machine) 
As i read over my targets my eyebrows furrow at the two names without aliases that’s a little weird for a whole group of superhero’s. I just move past it and continue reading my objective which seems to be to take out all the Avengers.
I’m apparently supposed to pose as a party guest for Tony Starks party and take out the members one by one as i get them alone. The mission seems pretty simple. Nothing i haven’t done before so it shouldn’t be a problem.. or so i thought.
“должно быть легко” (should be easy) I say as i finish up reading the mission report.
Dreykov and hands the book to a guard telling him to program me right before we leave for the party. The guard nods his head and Dreykov turns his attention back to me.
”Хорошо, теперь иди готовься, и ты уйдешь, как только закончишь бабочку” (Good now go get ready and you will be leaving as soon as you’re done butterfly) Dreykovs replies handing me two duffel bags and clothes for now.
I walk out of the room with the duffel bags and clothes in my hands and make my way back to my room until we leave. I only have enough time to get dressed before i’m told we need to leave by two guards outside my room.
When i open the door i see the short guard from before along with one i never seen before. I just walk past them and make my way onto the jet without speaking. As i sit down i let out a deep breath and try to focus on my mission.
  I try to relax a little on the jet ride but for some reason i get two of my targets names out of my head. Natasha Romanoff and James Barnes... those two feel oddly familiar to me and i can't figure out why. I try to push off the feelings of familiarity out of my head but its hard for some reason.
Hours go by and we finally land at some dusty ass motel and i walk into a room that i was lead to by the two guards who i still don't know. When i walk into the room i'm hit with the stench of death and mold and i cringe as i'm hit with the smells. I go and sit on the edge of the bed and lay back on the dusty bed trying to calm myself before tomorrow night. I decide to close my eyes for a little as i lay back in the bed but thats ruined as soon as the door swings open. 
"we have to put her to sleep for the night then we will wake her up two hours before the party." guard says to the other one he walked in with. I can barely open my eyes before i'm stuck with a needle in my neck and everything goes dark.
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"wake up soldat it's time to get ready for your mission." I hear some man say to me as i start to wake up. It takes me a second to wake up fully and once i do i remember where i am and what my objective is for the night. I look at the man in front of me and i nod my head which is a sign i'm ready for those damned 10 words and ready for my mission. I nod and then he hands me the duffel bags and tells me to go get ready and that they will program me when im done.
After he hands me the clothes i walk into the dimly lit bathroom and start getting ready for tonight. As i'm getting ready i start to get a feeling that something about this mission isn't right i feel like something is going to go wrong. I try to shake off the feeling as i continue to get ready. I slip on the black dress after i do my makeup and hair and admire myself in the mirror real quick. Ive never worn anything other then the dusty clothes that the red room provides so its nice to be wearing something else for once even if its just for a little.
I walk out of the bathroom to be met with the same two random guards as before. They don't say anything to me they just gesture for me to leave the motel room. I grab my shoes and put them on before i walk out of the room. I walk onto the jet and out my shoes on as i wait for the words.
I see both of the men walk onto the jet and the shorter one is holding what i call ‘the book of the damned’. They both walk over to me and strap my hands and legs down beside me incase i get violent.
The shorter one kneels before me and grabs my face in his rough hand. He smiles devilishly as he gets ready to make me hate myself for the next 24 hours.
“черный,луна,лесдымоход,железнодорожный вокзал,музыка,сказка,ночь,вода,коридор,радио” (black, moon,forest, chimney, train station, music, fairytale,nightfall, water, corridor,radio) He speaks slowly and i can smell the tobacco and vodka on his breath. Once he says the last words i can feel myself get shut out and the winter widow take over. I close my eyes and when i open them again i can feel the difference in my body, I can feel her take over my body and leave me helpless.
“Soldat?” He asks backing up waiting for my response as the other guard stands next to him.
“готов соблюдать” (ready to comply) I reply with a gravelly voice and a dead look in my eyes.
”привет солдат” (Hello solider) He says smiling at me.
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Ahhhh! The third chapter is here!!!! Now this is where it starts to get reallllll good at least in my opinion. We will get to see Bucky and Lilith interact more in chapter four and maybe we will even see our favorite widow as well 👀 Let me know what yall think in the comments and dont forget to like and reboot and ill see you in the next chapter! 🖤❤️
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thaliajoy-blog · 20 days
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Why isn't it more talked about how there's canonically an archmaester who wrote a very, very big Book about women ruling in the aftermath of the Dance. It's a detail that rules so much. A guy literally talking about hundreds of widows ruling parts of Westeros after the war. Why not much talk about Johanna Lannister, born Westerling, Sharis Footly, Lady Tyrell, Samantha Tarly, Elenda Baratheon born Caron, Sabitha Frey, Alys Rivers in her own way...a tide of ruling girls because a bunch of guys weren't cool with a girl ruling & got themselves killed trying to stop it. That's some massive irony.
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avengerscompound · 4 months
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Captain America: The Winter Soldier | What If... Captain Carter Fought the HYDRA Stomper
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