#why did you have to sexualize Nebula to make her second Natasha?
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I am watching What IF...?
Episode 1: What if... Captain Carter were the First Avenger?
You know... when I saw that it started from the breach in Captain America timeline and saw Peggy become a super soldier, I was pretty sure that Steve will resent her for what she did, because his portrayal in the First Avenger movie even before the serum indicated that he would be, just like he was of Bucky for being drafted while he was left behind. It’s canon behavior for him as far as I noticed.
What If..?’s Steve however is a better man. I dunno when exactly he changed, but he did. He doesn’t act as if he resented Peggy, and he seems quite ok with how everything turned out. Which is like, wow, I didn’t expect that. Also, Peggy has a far better story as Captain.
Like, she isn’t put into USO, she is denied being a soldier even, because she is a woman, the only thing she seems to share with Captain America is murdering punching bags and throwing stuff when angry, which is kinda a bad sign, but ok, everybody needs coping mechanisms. ANYWAY, when she learns where Hydra went, she quickly figured out what they were after, but the guy in charge (John Flynn), the same one who told her that she is a woman not a soldier, doesn’t want to send her there even though they still have a chance to get it back in time. So Howard steps in and her whole rebellion against the military is about not endangering everybody with a stupid ass decision made by a general who doesn’t get how important the cube is, instead of about saving just one man and accidentally saving 400 others by extension by literally going AWOL and endangering his friends like MCU Steve did. Everything about the mission which makes her recognized is about retrieving the Tesseract. And Howard gives her a uniform and a shield to do just that. All in British colors, because American military sucks.
(I love their “she just reaped the bars out, holy shit” faces xD)
AND THEN they go SAVE BUCKY. That makes much more sense story wise. And also Howard is showing Steve that technology can aid him when the serum now can’t, because Peggy is the super soldier instead, literally building better foundations for Steve’s attitude towards technology and the future. He will not be stuck in ice and come back for the Avengers, but at least he is getting better development not only in relation to this topic, but also to his hatred towards his body and his masculinity. Peggy still wanting him despite him being small and frail and now also disabled even more after he was shot and has to walk with a cane, literally builds in Steve the idea that his masculinity is not weak or bad, because he is not a macho muscly type and that his body isn’t something which he should hate or which makes him less than others. AND he is literally Tony now! I did suspect that the technology he got was a suit, but damn, is Steve in this universe fated to be the first Iron Man and then Tony second?
Lol, they named him “Hydra Stomper”.
And now Peggy teaches Steve the most important lesson “the Suit is nothing without the man inside”, which he as much as Tony needed to learn to finally feel free and not less than the others, because they rely on something. The only difference between Steve and Tony here is that Iron Man without Tony is truly nothing, because he made it, while Steve's suit was given to him, so anybody can technically pilot it. Anyway, I like this Steve so much more than MCU one.
(Which when I think about it now creates a pothole in the later part of the episode. Like why Hydra and Red Scull let the suit hanging instead of use it against Peggy? Why put Steve in chains next to it? It kinda looks like damseling him for literally no reason. I wonder why they didn’t kill him right away? Because what? Because he had blonde hair and blue eyes? Or what? Scull liked him? And we cannot even say it was done for the sake of Peggy saving him, because Peggy never sees Steve in chains. She went the other way, so why is he there? To save for whom? Bucky? It would be more logical if Red Scull just killed Steve and put the suit himself and fought Peggy in it to hurt her. Then at least space squid wouldn’t kill him, lol... ah wait. OH, yeah, Tesseract was inside the suit, so he just took it out. Still, he could power up the suit with something else and put one of his people inside to fight Peggy anyway, just in case she came for him).
AND OF COURSE HE HAD TO TRAGICALLY DIE WHEN I FINALLY STARTED LIKING THE WEASEL! LOL, we know what will happen next. He will become the new Winter Soldier, I suppose? If he survived the explosion.
Oh, they brought the original castle storyline back! It never appeared in the Captain America: The First Avenger, even though I personally remember a castle being a main stage for the whole “Steve sacrificed himself prelude” thing, so it’s nice to have a castle and an interdimensional portal back, instead of a plane battle.
“I am up for anything, but this is crazy”.
“And so is Steve Rogers”
Me: *wheezing*
Anyway, he survived. There is no Winter Soldier in this universe and Peggy gets lost in the portal, and she is brought back to 2012 by I suspect Project Pegasus as it is the “Loki’s arrival” scene.
I think that now, if we assume that everybody else is still present in this universe, meaning that Tony became Iron Man and all, Steve becoming a Hydra Stomper and working with Peggy gave Captain Carter an experience in fighting alongside someone in a metal suit. Plus her friendship with Howard means that she won’t have any bad disposition towards Tony and hence Avengers team will actually work better, and if there is Civil War it would be different and about something else, because Captain Carter knows her way around learning political related stuff, so she wouldn’t really kick Accords in the ass unless it was a Hydra plot. I also suppose that without her making Project Paperclip, Hydra would not infiltrate SHIELD, or someone else does that, and Captain Carter would notice something is not right with SHIELD, and she would root the Hydra out herself.
Also, I wanna point out that the scene in which Peggy is shown to be “smarter than Howard” is there only to establish the difference between her and MCU Steve Rogers, who doesn’t know shit about technology. It’s not that Howard isn’t smart anymore. He is a civilian, who is not a brawling type, in a room with a huge octopus which crushed Red Scull like a wooden stick. It stands to reason that he would be panicked enough to not be able to articulate properly. It also establishes that no “it runs on some kind of electricity” will happen in this universe during the Avengers storyline, where she ends by the end of the episode. It comes out a little out of the blue, that’s true, but this is not a line which only “genius” or “science type” can say. It’s just a typical sci-fi approach to the problem with anything, which also sounds smart at the same time. She could even take it out from a sci-fi novel. But I agree that they didn’t establish where that knowledge comes from in any of the previous scenes.
Episode 2: What if... T’Challa became a Star-Lord?
Lol, a vastly different reaction xD
And this was the moment when young T’Challa thought, “who needs to tell their baba that they’re going into space, anyway?” and just went and disappeared. I don’t even wanna know what Wakanda did after the prince vanished. Though it means that Shuri can become a queen and the Black Panther now, HELL YEAH!
And this is the proof that anybody who says that we have to murder someone else to “save the planet” from overpopulation is wrong. (Because they are wrong, just go and check studies about that). T’Challa just showed Thanos the benefits of equal share of the resources and saved the universe with logic and diplomacy.
And my hopes for Queen Shuri just went out the window. BTW, why Nebula turned into a living example of “blue space babe” (from feminist studies which pointed out that alien women are just human women painted colors and shown in sexy clothes or portrayed as dancers and prostitutes for the benefit of the male gaze). She got sexy hair, sexy dress, and she is later shown to be some kind of spy by the clothes she wears and her general attitude. She reminds me so much of Natasha that I am tempted to say she is a sexy spy cliché.
It’s kind of degrading after the whole episode which centered around a woman being denied being a soldier, which in the whole militaristic and male dominated setting was pretty much conveying feminist messages, while here in another male dominated setting we have only two women shown with any lines and one of them is Nebula sexy spy. It just comes across weird after the previous episode, tbh.
She even speaks like Natasha from the MCU... and she betrays just like our dear russian friend, Natasha. Anyway, it looks like Queen Shuri is still on the table! Wakanda prevails! It was not destroyed!
Ok, nevermind. She is a space Black Widow, but in this way that she plays every side just like Natasha does. Apparently... betrayal was part of the plan, lol. What is with this idea that women named with a name starting with N are good spies in this universe?
Carina the badass! GO CARINA! SHOW THEM!
At least in this universe, she doesn’t foolishly die for “drama”. Or, in MCU’s case, for exposition to show “what happens to those who touch the infinity stone”. I gotta say, her revenge was sweet.
#what if...?#what if...? spoilers#peggy carter#bucky barnes#nebula#t'challa#thanos#mcu steve rogers critical#what if...? steve rogers rulez#mcu critical#feminism#why did you have to sexualize Nebula to make her second Natasha?
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Pepper thought it was good idea to go away for a few days. A few days away to herself, she deserved it right? Not much could go wrong, could it?
Well, let's just say you can't underestimate the avengers...
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Day 1 of Peppers absence
Most of the over 30 year olds (minus Clint and Scott) were doing their own thing. Tony and Bruce were inside their labs doing their thing, Natasha, Steve, Sam and Bucky were sparring in the training rooms, and the rest of them were doing their own adulty things. They were sticking to their own routines, because why would they have to change them? Its not like Peppers absence was to make them less 'mature'
That left a majority the under 30s (with the addition of Clint and Scott and minus Bucky, Loki and Valkyrie) to run wild. The loss of the mature adults meant they could go free. Peter, Yelena, Shuri and Wanda had a spa day. They all took turns painting eachothers nails, doing the others hair and just full out pampering eachother. Scott, Clint, Pietro and Carol looked on in disgust because that's so girly, right? Well that's what they thought until they were dragged into the action as well. Scott and Pietro were enjoying themselves as well after 20 minutes but Clint and Carol despised it. For this reason, they came out looking like Barbie dolls. All pink makeup, bows, frills. Blackmail pictures were taken.
They all got together at 5, Bucky and Loki cooked dinner for them all (The famous Gigi Hadid vodka Pasta) and they all watched Star Wars before going to bed.
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Day 2 of Peppers absence
Peace didn't stay for long. It lasted a day.
It all started at 6am the next morning when Peter and Bucky were awoken from their sleep, entangled in one another, soaken wet. Clint quickly retreated back into his vent, not fast enough for the two enhanced not to spot him. That was how the prank war began.
Next Vision gave Wanda one of her favourite flowers, which then proceeded to spray her in the face
Shuri and Val replaced Steve's shampoo with lime green hair dye (Tony said he was his big leprechaun)
Yelena turned the water to freezing cold when Natasha was having a shower
Teams were made by 10am. It was almost the same divide as yesterday. Peter, Bucky, Shuri, Val, Carole, Scott, Yelena, Wanda, Loki, Pietro and Sam made one team. They called themselves the Young Avengers. The other team consisted of Steve, Natasha, Clint, Tony, Vision, a reluctant Bruce, Thor, Dr Strange and Nebula.
To say it was a mess was an understatement. By the end of the day the training centres were covered in water from a water balloon fight that went on around 12, Stonys bedroom had been filled with balloons, Yelena had managed to vandalise Clints secret tunnels, Natasha had in turn played an audio recording of Yelena having a pretend interview with herself in the shower around the compound. Bucky, Sam and Peter had covered Thor in honey and then put feathers on him. Loki then enchanted him to run round like a chicken for 2 hours. Tony had locked Pietro in heavy shoes, stopping him from running away and dyed his hair neon pink. Peter had posted embarrassing videos of the other team That wasn't even half of what happened.
They called a truce around 11pm, not before Nebula had managed to fill Scott's room with Baskin Robins uniforms
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Day 3 of Peppers absence
Day 3 was just, surprisingly, wholesome. Everyone was recovering from last days war and decided to just order a shit ton of food and relax. Tony didn't even go to the lab! They all cuddled up on the couch and watched movies all day.
Tony and Steve were on one couch, Bruce and Thor were on another, and Wanda and Vision were on another showing little PDA. But on the other side of the room, Peter and Bucky as well as MJ and Shuri were sprawled across two differnet couches, showing off quite alot of PDA. Close to an unbearable amount of it. Peter was sat on Buckys lap, mouthing at his neck like a baby and Bucky was running his hands all over his body in a slow, gentle manner. It wasnt a sexual thing (Peter would be mortified to do that with his parents and family sitting right there), ot was more of a cmofort thing. MJ and Shuri had no shame. None. They were full on making out. It made nearly everyone around them uncomfortable.
Nether the less, the day was spent eating junk food, having a Harry Potter marathon (Peter tried to suggest Star Wars but was quickly shut down by nearly everyone else). Of course by the end of the day, the place was a tip. Pizza boxes scattered around the room, popcorn all over the couches from Sam and Buckys popcorn fight, pillows turned upside down and a huge pillow fort made by Yelena, Shuri and Peter around the middle of Goblet of Fire. Missing the only mature mature adults, they left it as it was and retired atthe end of DHPt2.
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Day 4 of Peppers absence
The day before Pepper was to return was havoc.
To start it off, they had no food. None. Pepper normally ordered all the food on the large whiteboard in the kitchen every 2 weeks, and now with her gone, no one actually placed it. Steve and Natasha had to run to the grocery store in the morning, leaving hungry hero's with high metabolisms to get cranky. They ended up getting only 2 boxes of cereal and a loaf of bread. For 20+ people. For a whole day.
Second of all, no one actually stuck to their bed time for the past few nights. It started off with Shuri snapping at Peter, Peter snapping at Bucky, Bucky snapping at both Sam and Steve, so on and so fourth. Eventually everyone ended up as cranky as the last person. Silence surrounded the compound as everyone migrated to their own spot to calm down. It was so quite that you could hear Clints terrified screams from the kitchen as he tried to disturb a sleeping Peter, who was in his own made cobweb in the corner.
Third, when a majority of people calmed down, the power went out. Not even the back up worked. Turns out no one checked the battery so it blew. Tony and Bruce were there for 3 hours trying to fix it while the rest of the avengers played board games in the main room.
Things were falling apart
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Day 5 of Peppers absence
Today's the day Peppers meant to be coming back, but her flight got delayed due to weather and she wouldn't be back until late that night. This left another day for the avengers to slowly lose their minds.
It started off like Day 1, until it hit 12pm. Thats when Natasha called them all to living room and demanded a games night. A party nighy where they all get drunk and party like teenagers
It started off with never have i ever, and oh did some things come out, especially about the baby spider of the group. When Tony asked if anyone had ever done the dirty in front of their family/friends, a very embarrassed Peter and a wolfishly grinning Bucky took a shot
Next day played truth or dare. This led to a hot makeout session between Scott and Sam, a half naked Steve and a head standing Vision.
Then it just went downhill at around 6pm. A drunken group of earth's mightiest hero's was just getting started, and by 9pm, they were fucking hammered.
That's how Pepper found them.
Vision was still spinning on his head to the beat of the music in the corner; Loki, Natasha, Tony and Clint were taken shots at the bar; Yelena and Peter were twerking on the coffee table with Bucky, Sam and Shuri cheering from under them, Bucky laying the occasionally slap to Peters arse; Bruce was writing furiously in a notebook; Steve was having a heart to heart with Wanda, both of them crying about how much they lived their families; Thor was of course munching on his emergency poptarts as they still hadn't gotten their food delivery; Pietro was running around Valkyrie so fast that it hurt to look at; and Dr Strange and Nebula were no where to be found
Pepper just slowly backed out of the room, wondering if the plane had gone back to the airport yet
#peter parker#winterspider#bucky barnes#tony stark#superfamily#avengers#steve rogers#marvel#cute#bucky x peter#shuri#mj#scott lang#clint barton#thor#pepper potts#pepper goes away for a few days#everything goes to shit
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Muse 3: “Mil tormentas” (A thousand storms)
Wanda Maximoff x reader
Summary: Y/N and Wanda had been best friends since High school. Between pyjama parties and uncountable time together Y/N fell in love with Wanda, but love is difficult and it is even more when you live in a place where everything is either black or white. Love can heal but it can also destroy.
A/N:Every chapter is going to be based on Morat’s albums, feel free to check out their amazing music.
Tags: @leylanesobsessions @buckyohh @never-stopp-growing @toniilaney @5aftermidnight @genesisnievesr @romanova-maximoff-danvers @terror-triplet @autumnjackson4 @marvel-wlw
Warnings: Mild smut, sadness, bad English?
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Pude sobrevivir a un mar sin viento. Pues supe conquistar tu piel y encontré un segundo aliento.
I was able to survive a windless sea. Cause I knew how to conquer your skin. And I found a second breath.
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“I used to believe love was utter bullshit,” You said as you laid on your therapist’s couch, it was rtcliché in every way. You laying on Dr. Rodhey’s couch as if it was from a cheap hollywood movie.
“What has changed?” He asked, you weren’t looking at him. YOu had your eyes closed while your mind roamed on Wanda’s memories.
“I met someone,” You said quietly
“Are we talking about Wanda?” He asked again
You nodded ashamed
“Have you tried looking for a distraction?” He asked but it seemed more like a suggestion
“I have, if by distraction you mean dating more people?” You answered
“How did that work for you?”
“It worked while it lasted, then when they left all the darkness came back.” You explained “And she came back to my mind. I don’t think having this crush on her is healthy for me.” You sighed
“I don’t think that what you have is just a crush.” He said carefully, “You know, when people have been deprived of love during most of their life, insignificant shows of affect can make them obsess over someone.”
“Are you implying that my parents didn’t love me?” You asked confused
“Or that you didn’t have a romantic life during your teenage years.” He added
“I didn’t, but I had Nat, why I’m not obsessing over her?”
“Because she is like a sister to you, that kind of love wasn’t missing from your life. But Wanda on the other hand, appeared when you were discovering what you liked and she fitted in the concept of love you had. That is why you fell in love with her.” It didn’t make any sense.
“She was there while Natasha was constantly dating other people.” He started “I’m speaking from what you’ve told me, Wanda was an outcast like you, but you had a little bit of more popularity so she needed you.”
You nodded.
“Maybe your brain misinterpreted that need with love?” He inquired
Maybe you can go and fuck yourself.
“Maybe.” You offered tight smile
“Our time for today has finished,” He said closing his folder and standing up.
“I’ll see you in two weeks,” You said walking to the door
“Of course,” was all he said as you left the office
Fucking douchebag
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It was finally friday night, after a long, long, long week you had finally be able to take a break. You were now lying on one of the couches in the living room, with a glass of wine and a bag of chips watching Lucifer for the fiftieth time.
“Tom Ellis is just so fine,” Gamora whined
“I feel you sister,” You responded
Nebula, Gamora, Darcy, Sif and Valkyrie were scattered around the living room, Lucifer was playing and everyone was, in some way, watching it.
“You guys are disgusting,” Valkyrie said making a disgusted face while looking at Sif and Darcy making out.
“You should get a fucking room!” Nebula faked gagged
“Oh, we will do that for sure,” Darcy winked at both girls
“Ew,” Nebula said before laughing
“I’m a lonely lesbian,” Valkiyrie whined
“Same, but not a lesbian.” You said pouring more wine in your glass
“We should do shots.” Gamora offered, the last time you had been drunk was the day you made out with Wanda and the sole thought of her under you in underwear made you wet.
“Can I join?” Wanda’s voice sounded as she entered the living room
It was an involuntary movement but as soon as you heard her you stood up, she smiled sweetly at you while she walked to your side on the couch.
Everyone knew, they just knew how smitten you were by her.
You sat and she sat next you, cuddling to your side. You swore that everyone in the room could hear the loud noises your heart was making.
“How was your day?” She asked quietly as if you were sharing a secret.
“It was okay,” You smiled looking down at her, Sif elbowed Darcy to glance at you. She did and her heart warmed at the way you were looking at Wanda. They understood how you felt. Darcy understood better, she was in your shoes not long ago.
Sif was in a relationship with her high school boyfriend, Fandral, but all she did was cry. All day, all night. Darcy was always with her, they had never been in a same sex relationship before so it was all new for them when they understood they loved each other.
“Remember when we were like that?” Sif whispered to Darcy, she simply nodded.
“I’m so grateful we’re not on that painful stage anymore,” Darcy answered kissing Sif’s temple, she was truly everything to her and their parents had been surprisingly open to the relationship. Something Y/N didn’t have. They knew how her parents were. Extremely good people but very close minded. She was going to go through a hard time if things with Wanda eventually worked out.
“How was yours?” You asked playing with her hair without actually thinking about it
“It was nice, classes were boring, job was okay and Vis took me to this place downtown where they sold this very tasty grilled cheese sandwiches, I bet you would’ve loved them.” She smiled looking up at you.
Your stomach twisted at the mention of Vision. She was in a committed relationship, she wasn’t yours, she was never going to be yours and that reality hurt more than anything.
Me hiciste un favor, me devolviste el miedo…
Por fin tengo algo que perder si te vas y yo me quedo.
You did me a favor, you gave me back my fear…I finally have something to lose if you leave and I stay back.
“You know me too well,” You tried not to sound sad, but her presence gave you an ambivalent feeling of sadness and happiness at the same time. She was the reason of both of those contradictory feelings.
“Are you gonna head out today?” She asked bringing you back from your sad thoughts
“Nat and the guys are waiting for me at Drax’s at 9,” You answered, she didn’t answer but there was a change in her mood. “You?” You asked her
“Vis and I were going to go to the theater tonight but he didn’t finish his project for tomorrow so he is going to pull an all-nighter to finish it.” She sighed
“Want to join us?” You said without thinking. Nat wasn’t very fond to Wanda, she knew how much your crush with her made you suffer and the guys weren’t too far behind.
“I don’t think so but thank you Y/N” She accommodated her head on your chest, a shot of joy went through your veins
It was barely 6:30, you had plenty of time to get ready and enjoy the presence of Wanda in your arms.
What life could be if fate was kind enough to let you stay like this forever, you, her and a bunch of animals in a farm in the middle of nowhere. Maybe a kid or two with her beautiful eyes and her intelligence. She would look so beautiful while carrying your child, you would buy her any food she craved and treat her like a princess. You would cuddle every afternoon after work and talk about your day, maybe watch a movie or the sunset from the porch. Maybe you would cook pasta or a homemade pizza and pour two glasses of wine while getting drunk in each other presence.
“You are zoning out,” She giggled
“I’m sorry,” You smiled at the sound of that beautiful sound.
“What were you thinking about?” She asked
You, us, life, the impossible.
“Work, and all the things I have to do before christmas break,” You sighed, christmas was just 6 weeks away and the thought of going home to your family made you feel uneasy. They loved questioning your love life. After your last relationship you had never brought anyone again to your house. That was almost 4 years ago.
“It’s 2 months away, you shouldn’t worry too much,” Her smile was your favorite thing in the world. It could calm any storm inside you.
She raised her hand to put a strand of your hair behind your ear. That tiny action made your heart flutter.
“You’re so beautiful,” You whispered forgetting there were four other people in the room.
Her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of rose.
“I’m sorry,” You stuttered as you stood from the couch “I’m gonna go change.”
“What just happened?” Wanda looked at Nebula who was as shook as the other three girls watching the exchange.
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“And then I just creeply said ‘You’re so beautiful!’ what the fuck is wrong with me?!” You whined as you re told the story t Nat and Steve.
Nat was smirking knowing this was a hundred percent something you would say
“That was sweet,” Steve said trying not to laugh
“It was stupid!” You banged your head on the table
“Look at that,” Nat pointed to the entrance of the bar, you turned to look at the direction she pointed. Carol Danvers.
“Is that…?” You started as Nat nodded. Carol fucking Danvers. Your first girl experience, she had confirmed your sexual orientation on your freshman year of college. But sadly she moved away the next year. She was here again. “A distraction,” Rhodey’s voice echoed in your head.
“She looks even prettier,” Nat pointed. That was true, she had short hair now and boy she looked gorgeous.
“Y/N” She said as she came closer to your table
“Carol,” You side smiled at her
“You haven’t changed a bit,” She shook her head “Romanoff, captain.” She referred at Steve as the captain of the football team.
“Danvers,” Nat smiled as Steve waved.
“Wanna get out of here?” You asked gulping the rest of your beer
“I thought you’d never ask.” Carol said biting her bottom lip trying to suppress a smile
“I’ll see you guys tomorrow,” You sad to Nat and Steve
“Is that Carol Danvers and Y/N?” Bucky asked as he sat on one of the chairs
“My baby girl is killing the game!” Sam shouted
“I want to see how that one goes,” Steve sighed
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“That was…” You panted as Carol spooned you
“A very nice welcome back gift,” She giggled, you couldn’t stop the comparing thought that hit you when you remembered Wanda’s giggle. She sounded nothing like her.
“I don’t know whose present was it,” You laughed “You made me cum 4 times, I can’t feel my legs.”
Carol laughed
“You’re welcome,” She kissed your hair “And thank you, but you owe me an orgasm you only gave me 3.”
“As soon as I can feel my legs again we are even,” You turned around to see her face
“I missed you,” She whispered. She was pretty, her big brown eyes reminded you of coffee in the morning, so helpful, so necessary, so warm.
“I missed you too,” You lied. You didn’t have the time to miss her, Wanda took most of your thoughts and time.
“Liar,” she kissed your nose “How is Wanda?”
“She’s good,” You said awkwardly
“Are you still in love with her?” She continued
“No,”
“Liar,” She laughed “It’s okay Y/N”
“No is not,” Your voice broke “I can’t keep postponing my life because I’m still hoping she is going to love me back someday.”
“Shh,” She dried your tears with her thumb.
“I’m hopeless,” You sighed
“Aren’t we all?” She said sweetly “Now, I’m going to give you a fifth orgasm so you feel better,” She said as she dove back between your legs
“Carol… oh, oooh right there.” You moaned as her tongue cut your sentence.
Now you were 2 orgasms behind.
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“Call me when you get settled,” You smiled at her, you were waving her goodbye from the door.
“Is that Carol Danvers?” Valkyrie asked “Damn that girl is fine!”
“That she is,” You blushed
“You lucky bitch,” She laughed “I need details.”
You smirked at her
“Later,” You turned to see Wanda pouring coffee into her unicorn mug. God she was cute in the mornings.
“Carol Danvers came back?” She asked surprised, still half sleep
You nodded.
“She’s so sweet, I like her.” She smiled at you
“I’m gonna go take a shower,” You announced.
“Someone’s jelly,” Valkyrie whispered to you, you shrugged walking to your bedroom.
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Someone knocked at your door when you just finished changing. You had a white tee on and black pants. It was Saturday afternoon and you were dying to sip on any kind of alcohol you had near, luckily there was still margarita mix in the fridge.
You opened your door and Wanda was standing on the other side
“Hey Wand…” Your greeting was cut short by her lips crashing into yours, she closed the door with her foot and proceeded to attack your lips, your were so shocked by the actions that you didn’t have time to react. She pulled back.
“I’m sorry,” She said as she stepped back
No you’re not
You pulled her to you and kissed with everything you had, wrapping your arms around her waist. Her arms found her way to your neck and she moaned, you took the chance to slide your tongue in her mouth, another moan ripped from the back of her throat.
You weren’t sure if you needed air or if you needed more of her. Carefully you picked her up and moved to the bed, placing her delicately on top of it, never breaking the kiss.
“Wait,” She moaned while you kept kissing her, you stopped abruptly.
“Yes?” You asked out of breath
“Are you dating Carol?” She asked
“I don’t know,” was all you could answer
“Okay,” She said pulling you back to her body and reconnecting your lips.
You were out of this world, this was finally happening, your hands wandered from her waist to her breasts. She was perfect in every way possible. You detached your lips from hers and lifted her shirt to reveal her braless breasts, you wasted no time attaching your lips to her left nipple. She let out a long moan, her hands coming to your head as your tongue played with the swollen nub.
Was it possible to orgasm by just feeling Y/N playing with your breasts? Wanda thought as she felt the familiar knot in her stomach. In her almost 4 years with Vis she remembered cumming just when he was inside her and it didn’t even felt half as good as your mouth on her nipple.
“Oh, fu… fuck!” She moaned cumming in her pants
“Did you just-?” You asked surprised, Wanda blushed crimson
“I’m sorry…” She apologised
“Don’t you dare to apologise for coming” You said sternly, “I’m just surprised you came by me just licking your nipple,”
“It felt amazing,” She sighed
“I bet,” You smiled “Umm, do you want to…?” You tried, but it felt very awkward
“Sure,” She encouraged you, she unbuttoned her jeans and you came to kiss her again, this felt so right and so wrong at the same time.
Her phone went off
“I have to answer this,” She moaned between kisses, your hand lost inside her panties
“Okay,” You said without stopping, your index finger circling her clit
“I really need to answer that phone call,” A loud moan cut her off, your finger was now inside her pumping slowly.
“Then answer,” You said kissing her neck as your hand drove her to her second orgarsm
“Don’t stop…” Her voice filled with desire, you speeded your ministrations and in no time she was convulsing under you.
“Come for me baby girl, come on my fingers.” She moaned at your words
“WAN!” Nebula’s voice came from your door “VISION IS HERE, HE’S ASKING FOR YOU”
“Shit, we had a family event!” She said standing from your bed “I-I have to go!”
She fixed her clothes and ran out of your bedroom, leaving you both horny and confused.
What the hell just happened?
No se puede apagar amor con fuego, te quieres desatar de mí pero hiciste un nudo ciego
Te voy a rogar, y yo nunca ruego Acepto ser el perdedor porque sé que no es un juego.
You can not put out love with fire you want to untie yourself from me but you made a blind knot
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Someone To Lean On.
Request: 🏳️🌈HAPPY MONTH!🏳️🌈 I was wondering if it's possible for you to write a coming out piece? With the Avengers? Perhaps your family found out and it wasn't exactly the best so you had Nat or Wanda take you back to the compound and you tell everyone what happend? The Avengers being like your second family and they shower you in support? Include Carol, Nebula and Gamora too please?
A/n: reader's in their 20s. They don't live with their parents but visit every weekend or every month when they have time off. Low-key based on my coming out, but obviously it's changed up a little for the benefit of the fact my coming out was angsty af.
I DONT OWN MARVEL OR ANY OF THEIR CHARACTERS.
Word count: 3,399
Pairing: The Avengers x Reader.
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The sun setting crept its way through the window, Natasha leaned against your doorframe as you finished packing your bag. "You ready kid?" She offered to drop you off before making her way out to meet Maria for drinks. Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you squeezed by the assassin. "Y'know I'm far from a kid, Romanoff!"
Quickly you bid the others goodbye, Carol pulled you into a quick hug, whispering "Good luck." She knew how tough your family can be after a mission. Luckily you weren't too banged up this week, but that didn't mean there wasn't fresh wounds.
The drive to your childhood home was mostly quiet, Natasha did sing along to a few songs on the radio just to cheer you up a little. She's always without a doubt brought a smile to your face, at first it started as a crush- only on your part of course, she is the Black Widow after all.
But still, she took you under her wing, she became your mentor and then watched you get flustered around Wanda. Nat's been your number one since you joined the team, she really treats you like family.
Pulling up outside the house, she offers you a small smile, reaching over to hug you. "If you need anything I'm just a call away, kid."
"Thanks Nat. Don't flirt with Hill too much now." You left the car giggling at her face. It's really not a secret to you that Natasha has a thing for Maria so to make up for her teasing you about Wanda you gotta give her a little taste of her own medicine.
You did learn from the best, after all.
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Laughter echoed around the house the second you opened the door, the smile on your face never leaving. You made your way to greet everyone and let your mom scan over your injuries, it killed you know how upset they made her but she was proud of you for doing your job, even if she didn't agree with it. You retired to your bedroom an hour or so after getting home.
The next day you woke up to a few texts from Wanda, she was wondering if you'd be interested in attending the pride parade with her and the other Avengers. Naturally you said yes, with the parade being on Monday you didn't have to cancel any family plans and it would be the first time you attended the parade since coming out so it brought a new excitement to the event.
Later in the day you helped your mom with some grocery shopping and stopped for a few photos with different people and the drive back was full of laughter as you both sang along to whatever playlist your siblings made.
You helped your dad prep for dinner as your siblings did some chores around the house. "Any plans this week Y/n?"
You were hesitant to mention going to pride with the others, you weren't exactly out and proud around your family. That's not to say all of your family didn't know, after all, the Avengers knew and they've never been more supportive, Tony and Steve have spent many an hour trying to help you work out how to 'come out' to your family.
Wanda and Carol were there for every failed attempt. Bucky, Sam and Clint were more than happy to lend you a shoulder to cry on every time you freaked out about coming out.
Nebula and Gamora had also spent a good bit of time with you, Nebula understood where you were coming from the most, she knew disappointment better than anyone. Gamora however didn't understand why you didn't just tell them like you did with her.
Thor, however, he was always willing to pretend to be your boyfriend for as long as you needed, he joked about it a lot. He was there on one occasion listening to way your dad spoke about the LGBT+ community. He understood your apprehension and did try his hardest to help you, that even mean introducing you to Brunnhilde. She didn't quite grasp the difficulty of it since she wasn't fully up-to-date on Earth's prejudices. Nevertheless, she offered her best advice as well as her time- she's one of the few people you knew that was actually out and didn't care what anyone had to say.
Natasha though?
She's been there for every second of it, from being the first person you came out to, holding your hand through every other moment of coming out to the team. She's been there for every heartbreak and she's held your hand through it all, she knew how nervous you were about being judged based on your sexuality. She knew all the stories from your school days to actually hearing first hand your family's opinion on some members of the LGBT+ community.
The team is incredibly supportive and proud of you and they made sure you knew it.
Being partly out and in the closet at the same time brings enough challenges, you're a big believer in only coming out when you, and you alone, decide when it's time.
"Em, not much actually. We have a few missions here and there and the pride parade."
Your dad stopped for a second before shaking his head, "Well, we'll have to discuss that after dinner. I can't have you getting hurt out there." His comment wasn't exactly harsh nor was it comforting, you weren't sure if he was talking about your missions or the parade but you brushed it to the side, focusing on peeling the veggies.
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After dinner you offered to do the washing up, seeing it as an opportunity to build yourself up. To give you that final push, to come out to your parents. Half way through your inner pep talk your dad walked in, your mom following. "So pride huh?" The conversation barely started and already it struck a hint of anxiety through you.
"Yup!" You could feel the confidence drain from you quickly, "You and the Avengers?"
"Uh huh. It was Tony's idea that we be there." Your stomach was knotted with every word, heat rushing all over you. "For protection?" Your mom was quick to jump in, "Y'know for the gays? Instead of cops?"
Your arm reached behind your head, scratching at your neck, "Well partly but mostly to just celebrate. Since some of us-" Before you could finish, your dad cut you off.
"What do you have to celebrate? I don't understand why you'd be there if it's not for protection? It's not like you're going to show support for any of your friends, they clearly aren't going for your support either. I just don't understand why you'd be there."
All you could hear was your heartbeat increasing, to the point you were convinced that they could hear it too before you could process what your dad was saying you just blurted it out.
"I'M GAY!"
At that moment you watched your dad lose all self-control he had, his nostrils flared as his face went red. "How could you even know that?", "You haven't even lived your life enough to know that!", "Is it a phase? Is one your little Avenger buddies gay too?", "You don't have enough life experience to even consider being gay!" He was firing questions and statements left and right, each one getting louder.
You weren't sure if you were hurt or angry but either way, tears threatened to fall. Your back straightened, you were in flight or fight mode now and you've never backed down from a fight. "How can you even ask me that? How can you even say that!"
Your mom inched herself closer to you. "It's not a fucking phase! I've known for years! And yeah actually I do have 'enough' life experience to know my own fucking self!" By now you’d both gotten in each other's faces, flashbacks of past arguments swirled through your head as tears brimmed your eyes, this was it. "You're not gay. You can't be."
Tears started to fall freely, that it seemed to only anger your dad more, "Why are you crying? What is this not what you wanted? Not what you expected? Did you think we weren't going to have an adult conversation about this? You're too fucking young to know Y/n!" The tears fell faster now as your chest started to burn.
‘How could he be like this?’
‘What happened to I'll always support you without judgment?'
"Welcome to the real world! Not everyone is just going to take what you have to say and not question it! I'm in my given right to ask this! Stop! Fucking! Crying!"
Anger bubbled its way through you, "FUCK YOU!" Your mom froze, she'd be in many arguments with you and your dad before but never once had you really spoke to him like this, no bratty attitude, not snide comments just a firm tone. "I WAS FUCKING SCARED TO COME OUT! BECAUSE I KNEW. I KNEW YOU'D REACT LIKE THIS!" Admittedly his scoff hurt more than his words. "You and your generation, you all think you're entitled to have the flags out, and everyone claps for every little achievement you've made! I knew! I already knew! But here you have to announce it like it's news! Grow the fuck up!" Your mom managed to make her way between the pair of you, creating enough distance, she knew neither of you would try anything now. She had created a gap for you to get out of the room.
You couldn't take anymore, the shouting mixed with your panic attack burned your throat. Your chest felt like it was on fire and no matter how hard you wiped your eyes the tears wouldn't stop. Making a break for your room, you grabbed your phone, dialing the first number you could.
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"Hello? Y/n?" Wanda's voice was laced with worry, panic washed over the other Avenger as you choked on a sob. "I-I need you to come, get me." She knew you could hear the muffled movements just like she could hear your dad shouting, Wanda stayed on the call with you, hearing everything your dad was saying, she refused to hang up when your mom came in and everything had gone quiet.
Whilst listening to your conversation, she ran to Natasha's room, banging on the door. The redhead answered with messy hair and a glare that could kill. "This better be an emergency Wanda."
"It's, Y/n, they need us. Now." The minute Natasha heard your name she was grabbing sweatpants and her keys, "C’mon then!"
By the time they got to your house, they could hear more shouting, "IF YOU WALK OUT THAT DOOR YOU'RE DONE!" The wooden door swung open, revealing you in a fit of tears, barely able to walk in a straight line due to your blurry vision. Wanda rushed to your side, whilst Natasha made her way in front of your dad. "Move an inch and see what happens!" Her tone, cold, she left once Wanda had you in the car.
The ride back was silent, apart from your sniffles and worried glances they'd thrown in your direction. You finally passed out in the back once you passed the old tower. When you arrived back at the compound, Wanda carried your bag, as Natasha pulled you into her arms, carrying you to her room.
After assuring Wanda that you'd be okay with her, Nat finally crawled in beside you. "I know you're awake Y/n." Rolling yourself into her, you let the sobs free. May spent the next two hours running her fingers through your hair, whispering little nothings to calm you down.
"I- I came out and they- he didn't like it." The assassins arms tightened around you. "We don't have to talk about it until tomorrow okay? Right now let's just try getting some sleep."
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The next morning Natasha woke up with a numb arm, your body clung to her like your life depended on it. It killed her seeing you like this, tear tracks stained your face, your hair in a million knots, you never passed out until 3ish and Nat, well she was up and down for the next hour with you. Slowly she untangled you from her. Pulling the larger blanket over you, she decided to make you something for breakfast and call the others.
Shortly after Nat left, you woke up. Hoping last night was one horrible dream, the lack of photos on the wall however, only confirmed that you were definitely not at your parents. Your head was pounding, violently, the events still playing in your head. Tears blurred your vision again, and you tightly grabbed the blanket that was given. It smelled faintly like Natasha, calming you down a bit. You just needed a minute to collect yourself before explaining the colossal fuck up of events that took place last night.
Admittedly you weren't sure what you were more scared of, the reactions of the others to finding out what happened or the fact that your dad had finally managed to cut you deeper than any blade ever could, whilst your mom just stood there.
That sinking feeling you've felt all your life had grown, leaving you feeling heavier than ever.
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As Y/n was still trying to build up the confidence to leave Natasha's room, the Avengers had all huddled around the island in the kitchen. All of them worried for you, "They finally did it and it went worse than they thought it would." Bucky and Peter were the first on their feet, making their way to the door. They were greeted by Nebula and Gamora, both of them wearing a threatening glare, with a flick of her finger Nebula had both of them turn back towards the group.
"So what do we do?" Steve wasn't all too familiar with this situation, but he cared for you deeply, he saw you as family and he only wanted to help. Everyone broke into conversation about a cheer up plan.
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After an hour everyone had agreed the best way to help you was for you to tell them what you needed. Instead of them firing in all of these different ideas, it was a madhouse at the best of times but with grown adults shouting about movie days or theme parks, then of course Peter piping in with ice cream and Groot contributed beautifully by leaving because it was too loud for him- it took Natasha being picked up by Carol for everyone to shut up. So they all found themselves going about their own business waiting for you to come to them.
Another hour passed before you emerged from Natasha's room, wearing sweats and a borrowed sweater from Tony, your hair was still damp from the shower and everyone could see how exhausted you were but you knew if you didn't come out then they'd crowd you in the bedroom. You didn't need any more anxiety so you braved it.
Before you could greet anyone Gamora made her way over to you, pulling you into a hug. Nebula copied her sister's actions and soon so did everyone else, Brunnhilde snuck her way in closer to as Wanda's arms tightened around your waist. Tears fell freely from you, the group hug was admittedly a little claustrophobic but definitely needed.
Once everyone had untangled themselves from you, you found yourself being pulled into the strong arms of Thor. Each of the team, spent the next 10 minutes, pulling you into individual hugs, trying to remind you that they've got you- without overwhelming you with the same sentence. Peter held you a little longer than the others, once he pulled back he flashed you an awkward smile, the both of you were the youngest of the team and had a close sibling-like relationship. He held your wrists before saying, "Consider it from Aunt May too." He let out a small "Oof" when you pulled him back into you.
Carol dragged you over to the couch before throwing herself down beside Wanda, she pulled you down between them, cuddling into you. The room fell into a comfortable silence, the others retired to their rooms after a few movies and once you reassured them you'd be okay, you stayed between the heroes, barely paying attention to the movie.
Your thoughts were consumed with every interaction you've had in the last 24 hours. From the argument, you had with your parents to the comforting embrace of Carol Danvers. In the moment you realized that it didn't matter what you'd have to deal with in your life as long as you had the Avengers you'd be okay.
You'd have someone to lean on.
Someone to be there to pick you up when you're down.
You'd have someone in your corner. In this case, it turned out you had the world's and well technically the universe's strongest beings in your corner.
Wanda listened to your thoughts with a small smile on her face, she wasn't trying to invade your personal space- she was worried and rightfully so. She adored you, so much so, that she'd do anything to help you. She had a bit of a crush of course she did. How could she not? But you didn't need someone like that in your life right now. You need support, unconditional love and she was more than ready to throw every ounce of it she had at you.
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Monday rolled around quicker than you thought, everyone was getting ready for the parade when you walked out sporting the rainbow design on your suit. Natasha offered to paint one on your face but you declined since your suit was basically a walking flag. Carol, Thor, Steve, and Bucky were all sporting their flags as their suits, Brunnhilde swapper her blue cape for her new cape designed to look like the Bi flag- Bruce finished it this morning, whilst everyone else wrapped flags over their shoulders or painted their faces. Hill walked in making a direct B-line to you, pulling you into her, it'd been a while since you'd seen each other. She apologized for not being here with you sooner and promised a proper catch up after the parade.
Everyone was ready to leave, you were just waiting on Tony, Pepper, and Wanda. Wanda walked out smiling sporting a rainbow jacket, instead of her red leather one, Tony and Pepper wore their suits which were covered in stickers.
The parade went spectacularly and the after party at the compound- courtesy of the Avengers LGBTQ+ charity, Pepper and Maria set up: 'to fund shelters, safe houses and more for all LGBTQ+ beings across the globe', was in full swing. Everyone was laughing, joking and enjoying themselves. There was all sorts going on, photobooths, photoshoots with the different Avengers, a dance party, food and drinks, face painting, etc. Everyone was just enjoying their day, celebrating everything they've fought for in their lives to be who they are, being out and proud about their story and their own history. It was inspiring.
It was beautiful.
It was hopeful.
It was loud too and you needed a second to yourself.
Excusing yourself from the group, making your way out to the balcony. Watching the sun setting in the distance, casting a golden-pinkish glow over the city. The birds chirped a little louder and the soft wind ghosted over the trees. You finally released your breath, the events of the weekend once again playing in your head. Your family should be here, they should be but they weren't and it hurt, your dad hadn't once reached out to you, your mom barely spoke to you when she did and your siblings, well they called and promised they'd visit after the parade- you're getting lunch with them tomorrow. It still stung that you couldn't share this experience with them.
But everyone in there, everyone that stood by you today, they made it all that bit easier. The fact that you have this whole other chosen family, people and beings that just want you around because you are, who you are.
Because you're being yourself. They're all the support you need. All the love you could ever want.
It'll all feel easier in time, you knew that. It'll hurt less in time.
#avengers x reader#pride prompt#im a little drunk ngl so im sorry for the messy format#this is a week over due#but its here#this is based on my coming out but obviously the avengers didn't come to my pride#i wish they did ngl]#im rabbling in the tags now#im gonna stop
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Made for this
This is my first fill for the MCU Rarepairs Bingo. I won’t post my card yet because I’m waiting for a square replacement, but go and enjoy my first ever femslash ;)
Square: Lingerie
Rating: E
Warnings: femslash, explicit sexual content
Pairing(s): Nebula/Natasha Romanov
Summary: Natasha's trying on her newest lingerie when Nebula walks in on her.
Link: you can read it on ao3, too
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There’s a knock on Natasha's door, but it's thrown open before she could ask whoever the visitor is to wait.
"Do you feel like training with-" comes Nebula's voice before cutting off abruptly.
Having no chance to hide, Natasha straightens herself and turns towards the intruder.
"Sure," she replies. "Let me just put something on."
Nebula keeps staring at her as if she didn't hear a word Natasha said.
"What is that?" she asks, pointing unmistakably at Natasha's body.
She can't suppress a chuckle as she answers. "It's called lingerie."
"What's that?" Nebula repeats, raising her gaze to meet Natasha's.
"Well… it's basically pretty underwear. You know, what people wear… under their clothes?" Explaining something so ordinary is harder than she would have thought.
"Does it protect you?" Nebula asks, stepping closer, eyeing the black lace bodysuit.
Natasha laughs out at that. "Does it look like it would give much protection?"
Nebula frowns. "Why do you wear it then?"
"Because it's pretty," Natasha shrugs and walks towards the chest of drawers. "I have more. Do you want to try them on? I think they'd fit," she adds, looking over her shoulder to assess Nebula's form.
"Why? I'm not pretty," Nebula counters.
"Oh, but you are," Nat assures her. She didn’t look at Nebula in this light before, but now she does, it’s undeniable. "And you seemed interested,” she adds with a shrug.
They eye each other for a few seconds before Nebula starts walking towards the drawer. Her defiant expression makes Natasha smile.
"You have a lot of these," she remarks as she moves a white camisole to reach another black bodysuit.
It's one of the few things Natasha kept from what she thinks about the old days. She got her first set in the Red Room to turn her whole body into a weapon. They are not that different in that matter with Nebula, she thinks as she watches the other's metallic fingers pick up a garter belt.
"Try it with your other hand," she says, touching Nebula's right softly. "It's made of silk."
Nebula squints at her suspiciously, but she does as Nat told her. She lets out a surprised noise at the sensation. Natasha smiles at her.
"Go on, try it on."
Nebula's head jerks up at that and she drops the belt. "No. I really wouldn't."
"What about this, then?" Nat asks, holding up the bodysuit Nebula observed first. She can still see the curiosity in the other's eyes despite her refusal.
Nebula hesitates but her gaze keeps drifting towards the elaborate suit in Natasha's hands. "If you laugh, I'll hurt you," she warns before taking it.
Natasha grins. "I won't even look if you don't want me to," she promises and indicates the folding screen.
Nebula goes to change without a word. While she waits for her to come out, Natasha shuts the door. No one has passed since Nebula came in and it's unlikely that anyone would - the living quarters are usually empty in the afternoon - but it still feels better to assure their privacy.
"It's on," Nebula says from behind the folding-screen.
"How does it feel?" Nat asks.
"Strange," Nebula replies.
"Yeah, it can be at first. Why don't you come out and check it out in the mirror? I won't look."
"O-okay," Nebula says eventually.
Nat stares at the door very aware of her desire to take a peek, but she doesn’t move.
"I don't know how it should look," Nebula says in an uncertain tone after a few minutes. "Will you check?"
Natasha can tell that it's a leap of faith from Nebula, so she turns carefully and decides to reassure her no matter what. But as she glimpses the smooth black material hugging Nebula's figure, the straps on her side and back, all she can do is breath out "Fuck."
"What? Did I ruin it? Did I not put it on right?" Nebula asks immediately, covering herself.
"No," Nat hurries to say. "It's perfect," she adds, stepping closer. "You look beautiful."
Nebula just frowns at that and turns back to the mirror. Natasha can't resist touching her shoulder gently, running her finger down to trace her shoulder blades. She catches Nebula's black gaze in the mirror.
"Do you like it?"
"It's nice," Nebula whispers and Nat can't decide if she means the bodysuit or her touch. She wishes it was the latter because she feels hot all over and there's an unmistakable pulsing between her legs.
Even though her taut figure is in stark contrast with the elegance of outfit, Nebula's shape is enticing. Her blue skin is soft and beautifully highlighted by the dark material. Natasha takes a risk and presses a light kiss to the nape of her neck.
Nebula doesn't attack her, but her expression turns gloomy. "I wasn't made for this," she says, holding Nat's gaze in the mirror.
"Well, I was," Natasha replies. "Made for it. Made to do it. But it doesn't matter now because I want it. Do you want it?"
"I'm not sure I can," Nebula admits and Nat sees the vulnerability behind her fierceness for the first time.
"Do you have a heart?" Nat asks, hoping that Thanos didn't take that from her, too.
"I do."
"Does it beat faster now?" Natasha asks, running her knuckles down Nebula's spine.
"What does it mean?"
"Can mean a lot of things," Nat whispers, tracing the line of Nebula's shoulders with a finger. "Can mean that you enjoy this," she says and doesn't miss Nebula's nipples hardening under the light material.
"Does it?" Nebula breathes following Nat's gaze.
"Do you want to find out?" Natasha asks, pulling her hand away to give the other a chance to decide.
She can see the hesitation in Nebula's eyes. As much as she would hate to walk away, she'd never hurt Nebula. So, Natasha waits, heart hammering in her chest, body tingling with desire, stomach clenched in trepidation.
Nebula's nod is almost imperceptible, but it's there. Nat smiles and leans close to her.
"Just let go," Nat tells her as she runs her hands down Nebula’s arms, lacing their fingers together in the end.
She knows however that words are useless, so she steps closer until her nipples graze Nebula’s back and leans down to kiss her neck. Nebula squeezes her hand as if frightened, but when Nat reaches the sensitive spot behind her ear, she sighs.
“You are so delicious,” Nat whispers to her with a flick of her tongue. “Can I touch you?” she asks, slowly entangling her fingers from Nebula’s and stroking the inside of her arms.
“Yes,” Nebula breathes and she shudders when Nat runs her hands up her side.
First, she traces her figure carefully, never breaking the kisses on her neck and shoulder, then she wraps her arms around Nebula and pulls her flush against herself, taking her shiver as encouragement. Natasha puts a hand on Nebula’s stomach, feeling her soft skin warm up under her touch through the light fabric of the suit.
“You are so beautiful,” she tells her, taking in Nebula’s form in the mirror.
The other opens her eyes, too and their gazes lock as Natasha’s right hand moves to cup Nebula’s breast, her gasps prompting Nat to hold her tighter.
“Is it too much?” she asks.
Nebula shakes her head, but the fearful frown doesn’t vanish from her face.
“Close your eyes,” Natasha tells her. “I’ve got you. Close your eyes and just feel it,” she encourages, caressing the outside of Nebula’s breast gently with the back of her hand.
It takes a few seconds for Nebula to comply, but when she does, Natasha rewards her with touching her nipple for the first time. Nebula’s whole body jerks at the sensation. Nat kisses the other side of her neck and keeps teasing Nebula with her thumb.
When the softest moan falls from Nebula’s lips, she takes it as a cue to move her left hand, too. She brings it up to play with Nebula’s other breast. It takes only a few seconds to make it just as sensitive as the one she first touched. When Nebula covers her hand with her own, Nat whispers soothing little words to her.
“I’ve got, you, beautiful. Shh, just relax. Do you want more?”
She doesn’t wait for an answer though before pulling the bodysuit away teasingly. Nebula’s eyes open immediately, but she doesn’t protest when Nat pushes her hand under the material.
Soon, Nebula’s panting and moaning become almost incessant. Natasha doesn’t miss it either when she presses her thighs more tightly together.
“Does it feel good down there? Are you getting wet?” she asks, pressing close to Nebula as she writhes in her arms.
A loud moan is all the answer she gets, but it’s enough of an encouragement to run her hand down Nebula’s body, stopping at her groin. Nebula cants her hips forward to meet her touch, making Natasha start massaging the juncture of her thigh, prying her legs gently apart. When Nebula grabs her wrist she halts, but soon realises that the other just needed support. Natasha tightens her right arm around her, starting to tease her left breast and whispers into her ears.
“Let go, love. Let me touch you, make you feel good.”
Nebula does as she’s told and Natasha slowly pushes her hand between her thighs. When she feels that the soft material of the bodysuit is soaked, Natasha moans, too. She runs a finger between between Nebula’s lips through the silk before pushing it aside and doing the same against her bare skin.
Nebula gasps and shudders in her arms, but Natasha hold her tightly. She traces her lips a few times before finding her clit and rubbing against it. Nebula cries out at the sensation and presses her hand against the wall to hold herself up as she grinds down on Natasha’s hand. Nat follows her, leaning forward a bit to still feel Nebula’s body against hers and starts playing with her clit, smearing her juice all over it, pinching it gently between her fingers and massaging it following the feedback of her moans.
Then, almost by accident Natasha touches her entrance as Nebula cants her hips forward. They both freeze for a second, then Nat starts rubbing circles around it.
“Do you want to feel me inside?” she asks kissing and biting Nebula’s neck.
At first, there’s no answer, only the sound of their ragged breathing, then Nebula grabs Natasha’s wrist and she drives her inside. They both gasp, bodies rocking together as Nat starts fingering Nebula’s hot wet pussy until she’s a trembling mess in her arms. The angle is all wrong, but she doesn’t care because all that matters are the sounds falling from Nebula’s lips and the heat of her body against Nat’s.
Nat pinches her nipple carefully and at the jerk of Nebula’s body, she bites down on her shoulder. She finds her clit with her thumb and starts rubbing it again. It makes Nebula’s movement frantic as she chases every friction she can get and also the stretch of Nat’s fingers in her pussy. Then, Nebula goes rigid before starting to shake, and Natasha pleasures her through her orgasm, making her cry out with each wave of hotness flooding her body.
Natasha holds her until Nebula comes down from her high. She greets her with a smile when she opens her eyes.
“Hey there, beautiful,” she whispers, caressing Nebula’s face with her clean hand.
Nebula takes a few deep breaths before speaking. “What was that?” she asks with genuine amazement.
Natasha chuckles. “That was your first orgasm,” she tells her, kissing her jaw. “And I would love to give you many many more,” she adds.
Nebula’s smile and the gentle squeeze of her hand on her stomach is all the answer Natasha needs.
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Infinity War Abuse and Trauma: A Call for Accountability
Infinity War. This movie is exhausting to watch. It is an ordeal to sit through and left my stomach turning for days after seeing it.I had trouble sleeping, in the pit of my guts twisted with tumultuous anxiety and I couldn’t exactly figure out why. People would ask me how the movie was and I’d answer shortly that “it was terrible.” I didn’t want to talk about it. But why? I’d been looking forward to this movie for years! Yet for the life of me I could not articulate what it was about this film that left me deeply uncomfortable. It has taken me over a year to fully reckon with why Infinity War made me feel so disturbed and frankly, gross. Finally after many discussions with friends and reading reviews and watching video essays (most notably Movie’s With Mikey’s Let’s Talk About Thanos video which I will link to at the bottom of this page). But now can finally share with you what it was about IW that profoundly affected me. I am not the first person to criticize IW, I’m not the first person to write about the ways in which this movie is damaging, nor should I be. I just want to contribute my own insight and point of view to the conversation. As a fan, as a woman, as a person who has survived abuse and trauma. We will get to that. Hopefully I’ll still have followers when this is done. Deep breath friends, in...good. Out….okay, let’s go.
Call me a pansy, but I do not like watching characters whom I love and have grown attached to suffer insentient misery without reprieve or reward. It’s not fun, it’s not thrilling and it certainly isn’t entertaining. We go to these Marvel movies because they are fun and they give us hope. If we don’t have a sense of wonder and adventure then why are we even watching these movies? Captain America, Thor Ragnarok Winter Soldier, GOTG, these films were good because they gave us people to route for. Interesting fun stories, not to mention stakes that aligned with the narratives to boot.
Because these are our heroes however flawed they may be. Marvel literally built an empire off this nostalgia from comic books and good ole’ good guys vs. bad guys. I already touched on this concept in the very first (mostly emotion driven keyboard pounding blurb Infinity War Was Tragedy Porn). I won’t harp on the point but let’s just say that there is enough pain and grief in the world already. We know people who persevere still loose in the end. We know because we live it every day. So watching our favorite characters like Steve, Bucky, Natasha, Thor and others suffer relentlessly is not something people necessarily want to see. It isn’t compelling or interesting it’s just...a lot.
For me it really came down to two characters in particular. Gamora and Rocket. The mangy little raccoonoid has always been my favorite guardian and certainly my favorite Marvel character. This is in part, because of his relatability. (A talking enhanced raccoon relatable? Oh don’t worry I already wrote that little essay: Coping Healing and Physical Trauma or Why This Trash Panda is So Damn Relatable). Let’s cut right to the chase because we have a lot to get through here-bare with me I’m gonna get real for a second. I have poured a lot of my own pain, my own sorrow and my own trauma into this racoucious ringtail. Is this healthy? Probably not. Is it better than the numerous other ways I could cope? Undoubtedly.
I’m not alone in doing this either. Most fans relate to and project their own lived experiences on to fictional characters. In my case, Rocket’s journey throughout GOTG Vols 1 & 2 very much mirrors my own story. So when I sat in the theatre watching him loose Groot (again), I felt physically ill. To watch a character who has come so far, who has had to do some serious soul searching and endure incredible grief and pain, be kicked down back to where he was before GOTGVol1; alone and scared and trying to exist in a world where his own existence is an anomaly? That hurt. It made me feel hopeless and helpless and that is not why I watch Marvel films. Rocket is a character who has suffered and lost but he has kept going. Relentlessly surviving and that is inspirational but the fact that the writers had him loose not only Groot, (again) but the only people who have ever loved him and stood by him despite of his flaws was really hard to watch. He cannot escape loneliness and isolation even after finding a family. He is back to square one. More like square -1 because at least when we first meet him he has a partner. Watching Rocket loose everything after working so hard to get something anything, it made me feel like the own struggles in my life and my own efforts to grow and heal...were useless and worthless. If watching Rocket loose Groot and subsequently the rest of the guardians made me feel like vomiting in the theatre then Gamora’s death was near unbearable to witness.
Gamora’s death was wrong in so...so many ways. I hope I can articulate some semblance of that here. When we are first introduced to her she has successfully escaped her abuser. She is beginning to establish her own identity and find her own self worth apart from her past apart from being “the lackey of a genocidal maniac.” Throughout GOTGVol1&2 Gamora shows that she is a deeply compassionate person who empathizes with others so much that she would readily risk her own life to protect a planet she has no attachment to. Like Rocket she too finds a family with the Guardians. She found people who accept her for herself, apart from her attachment to Thanos. Gamora is healing from her abuse while coming to grips with the abhorrent actions she’s committed. She has come so incredibly far and then...then she is killed and not just killed, murdered, brutally by her abuser. Infinity War glorifies abuse and violence using it as a plot device. It is obviously not the first film to do this, far from it but the issue is that this act of brutality is intended to make us feel sympathetic, not for Gamora. For Thanos. That is beyond sickening and it is not lost on me that the two people Thanos tortures the most are women. While the mad titan himself is a charactercher of masculinity. A hyperbolic representation of a self-proclaimed genius authoritarian. A man who is willing to do what it takes for the good of the universe, and isn’t it just so sad that no one understands him? He’s painted as a martyr. Infinity War plays with not only brutal tragedy but the violence and suffering of women; using it as leverage for shock value.
I have talked about this movie with many, many people and so far the only people who leap to Thano’s defense are men. I have yet to hear any woman argue on his behalf. “But he’s crazy!” They argue, leaping to his defense with disturbing readiness sometimes eagerness. “That just shows how evil he is!” If that is true then why did the soul stone reveal itself after Gamora’s death? If that was truly the intention then the stone would not have worked showing us that no Thanos did not actually love Gamora. But it did work and the very fact that it did proves the point. “She’ll come baaack,” they chide. That is not the point. The point is that for many of us who have survived abuse watching Thanos torture Nebula and murder Gamora shows us an abuser who wins.
I can’t help but wonder if this story would be different were Infinity War had a more diverse creative team behind it. Another argument I often hear is “it’s for the plot! They needed to have a big dramatic sacrifice! It’s just a superhero movie!” This really irks me because there in exists an implicit ignorance and selfishness. An unwillingness to fully understand or at the very least acknowledge the larger contextual nexus of political, social, gender and sexual issues going in our world right now. Infinity War ignores the very world in which it is created and consumed and ignores the very fans it strives to appeal for. You cannot separate reality from fantasy, not so long people who live in reality reading, watching and consuming that fantasy. The Marvel movies don’t have to be socio political commentaries but they do have a responsibility to be aware of different lived experiences of their fans. It’s not about whether or not Marvel has a psychotherapist or if there are trauma informed screen plays. It’s about the people sitting in the director's chair and in the writers room. People who have different lived experiences making the decisions about these movies. How many women oversaw the writing, direction and production of Infinity War? How many people of color and queer people?
My guess is not many. Infinity War was indifferent to the impact that it had upon its viewers and must be held accountable. They must come to grips with the fact that the choices they made and the pain they chose to thrust upon beloved characters has had a coercive effect on many of their fans because it was directed primarily by men who hold enough privilege in our society that they don’t have to think about these things. This film is, as so many other forms of media still are-despite recent efforts to move forward-created by and for men. A specific type of white heterosexual man. A many who has never been abused.
For those of us who are not straight white men Infinity War is a kick in the guts. It shows us that our struggles are futile, our trauma a spectacle to be exploited and in the worst cases mocked. The misery and unyielding destitute hopelessness of our beloved characters tells us that there is no hope. With particular attention to Gamora and Nebula Infinity War teaches us that abuse is love and that people who abuse are the ones to be sympathized with and understood. Do Anthony and Richard Russo or Kevin Feige care about this? I highly doubt it. Otherwise they would not push for and celebrate the narratives of an psychopathic abuser. They would not herald Thanos as sympathetic and praise worthy. They are trying to be edgy and different when all it really is is myopic, egotistical and downright cruel and zealous. I don’t think that the Russo’s or Fiege or any man involved in the production of Infinity War is a bad person or that they intentionally did this. But they are insensitive ignorant and they must be held accountable by fans, by other creatives in the industry and they must do better with End Game.
This is especially frustrating coming off the heels of movies like Black Panther, Wonder Woman, Into The Spider Verse. Movies that were cognizant of the realities in which they were made and the experiences of their fans and actively used that to create powerful stories. Infinity War just feels dates and ignorant. A product of the gamergate culture we are still steeped in.
I am going to see End Game next Saturday and I will do my best to see it with an open mind. Ultimately I will judge the next Avengers movie by how, as another fan worded it, how they treat Nebula and Gamora; the who who are incidentally the only two people who truly deserve to kill Thanos in my opinion. If they are able to construct a well written narrative that gives them agency I will count End Game as a success. I will also judge it by how they wrap up the endings of our other favorite characters. Giving Steve and Bucky, Thor, Tony, Bruce, Natasha and the rest of them an ending that they deserve. A satisfying conclusion to their journeys and rewarding payoff for all that they have gone through and endured for over ten years and a satisfying conclusion for us too.
So where does this leave us? The subject of accountability. The creators behind Infinity War must be held accountable for their ignorance. I would encourage you as you are willing and able to write, post on social media and make known your honest feelings about this movie. As fans we hold tremendous power, by speaking up, signing petitions, etc we can continue to push for more diverse stories that are sensitive, adventurous and appealing. We can advocate for more women, people of color and LGBTQIA+ representation not just on the screen but behind it as well. In the production and the directors chair. The industry is changing...slowly and not completely but it is. Look again at the past few Marvel movies. We can make a difference and we can hold people accountable for their ignorance. We can stop watching movies or TV shows, (take the Walking Dead for example, I know many people who ceased watching that show after Glen’s grotesquely miserable death). We can make a difference in who gets to write/direct/produce movies. We’ve already come a long way, but we can go further. Whatever it takes!
#my writing#infinity war#mcu#marvel#gotg#avengers#end game#the russos#personal#gamora#gamora deserved better#nebula#rocket raccoon#groot#steve rogers better get a happy ending god dammit
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I’ve seen it. I’ve seen the End Game.
I’m just gonna throw my spoilery thoughts here under a cut so they can be somewhere and hopefully not spoil anybody.
CONSIDER THIS YOUR FINAL SPOILER WARNING, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE ON MOBILE
let’s get this out of the way: the worst part was thor. how do you take chris goddamn hemsworth and make him the worst part of a movie by a mile? russo brothers, did he piss in your cheerios? what the actual fuck
p.s. why did you drag taika waititi into this and still have thor be like that
i’d be more pissed about natasha but i was always kind of lukewarm on her? like, it’s still bullshit but the boss ass bitch lineup didn’t make me miss scarjo at all
there was maybe two whole seconds of carolrhodey and my crops are watered even though she has big lesbian energy
rhodey was so good in this movie i have been blessed? he’s smart and friendly and sasses literally everyone. A GOOD FRIEND TO TONY. GOOD FRIEND TO NAT. GOOD RACCOON FRIEND. an excellent counterbalance for nebula
i fucking love nebula
there were parts of this movie that brought me back to 2012 when avengers fandom was still fun and we all thought about what it’d be like for them to live together. if thanos hadn’t shown up at the end this movie would probably be my happy place where everyone lives
even the ones that died i can fix this shit
speaking of 2012, holy superhusbands batman NO WONDER I SHIPPED IT SO HARD
no seriously this was the steve/tony interaction i’ve been craving for fucking seven years? just let rdj and cevans go to town and let the chemistry fly
or not, we can’t have nice things
i loved the time heist part of the movie. i loved seeing bits of what happened after the battle of new york
THEY DRAGGED OUT ROBERT FUCKING REDFORD FOR THIS HOLY SHIT
i nearly lost my mind at the elevator scene setup. it was fucking magical except for the payoff. ew.
NO STAIRS
i have a love/hate relationship with the fact that i could see the setups for all the disney+ shows they announced. like “oh, that’s why that’s a show”
surprisingly, the cameo i freaked out the most about was james d’arcy. like peggy being around was obvious (especially once howard shenanigans started) but them actually keeping the same jarvis made me lose my damn mind
WHY DID THE NEBULA THING HAVE TO HAPPEN THANOS FUCK OFF
STEVE DID THE FUCKING THING OH MY FUCKING GOD and then he called lightning with it FUCK
the scene where everyone comes back is fucking great but i damn near had an orgasm when valkyrie came flying in on a pegasus. that’s my sexuality apparently.
murder!wanda is my favorite wanda
FEMALE AVENGER TEAM UP MOVIE WHEN
though to be fair that shot got kinda gratuitous like... okay all the cool girls must show up at this exact spot
i’m so glad that pepper got to finally throw down as rescue but i feel like her blue was so close to whatever suit rhodey was wearing that i literally couldn’t tell them apart in the final battle. did rhodey do anything cool? i don’t fuckin’ know :/
i’m less said about tony’s death than i expected to be. someone had to die because stakes are a thing, but it’s a comic book movie with magic stones so i don’t expect it to stick
i’m so glad that rhodey being his best friend was factored in though. they remembered rhodey and let him be sad! he was not overshadowed by steve! (i’m choosing to believe the placement of happy in all this was a nod to jon favreau directing the original movie)
there was not nearly enough carol in this movie
all in all i liked this movie and aside from a few things, it’s probably my ideal avengers experience. i wonder if that’ll stay that way the next time i see it.
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Favourite avengers movies scenes?
So I’m not sure if you mean The Avengers movies proper, or MCU movies in general... so I’ll answer both. ;)
Fav Avengers scenes (in no particular order):
1) Natasha’s first scene in the first Avengers movie. I know everybody on this hellsite hates her now but like... that scene is just brilliant! It shows just how easily Natasha can play people around her, and she’s not afraid to put herself at genuine risk in order to manipulate people. It’s why she’s the master manipulator. She will let herself get captured and beaten up in order to get what she wants from her target just as easily as she’ll let herself don a fancy dress in order to get what she wants from her target.
2) The science bro “saved [my life] for what exactly” “I guess we’ll find out” scene in the first Avengers movie. It’s such a good scene, and really showcases why I love this dynamic so much. Tony acknowledges that Bruce finds himself trapped... there’s something inside of him that he just can’t control. And Tony doesn’t dismiss it. One might almost expect him to be dismissive of Bruce since he earlier so flagrantly pointed out how much he liked Hulk. In the Banner vs Hulk argument going on inside Bruce, he’d already allied himself with Hulk.Except in this moment, he also allied himself 100% with Banner. He tells Bruce that Hulk is only a “monster”, because he just hasn’t learned how to 100% control it... and points out that it’s Bruce’s life that was important enough to save and protect. I just love it.
3) Tony: “Please be a secret door please be a secret doorWall: *is a secret door*Tony: “Yay!”
4) Thor showing up in Wakanda in Infinity War. I cheered. I screamed. I celebrated. It was amazing
5) Gamora’s death and Peter Parker’s death (yes I know I’m cheating and doing a two-in-one here). I was never really a huge fan of Gamora... although she and Nebula are the only GOTG characters I even came close to really liking. But she was written so perfectly in Infinity War, I genuinely loved her death scene and it’s one of my favorites.And... I don’t think I need to tell y’all why I love this one, do I?
6) Steve’s... Wanda-vision I guess? Which honestly? I think it was the moment that I am going to believe started him in such a negative downward spiral that he became... not a character I could like.He comes face to face with the world he knew, with the woman he loved and lost, with the reality that... who he was and what he used to dream about could never happen. I think that scene is why he couldn’t really bring himself to sign the accords. When Tony appealed to his nostalgia he almost gave in, but I think he was just looking for an excuse not to.Because for him... the Avengers was the only compensation he had for losing everything. And he was afraid that if they were operating under the jurisdiction of someone or something else, it would not be what he needed it to be anymore.
Fav MCU-in-general/non-Avengers scenes (also in no particular order):
1) Tony Stark building the Iron Man suit in a cave!!! With a box of scraps!!! What’s not to love about these scenes? RDJ looking hot af with his bulging muscles, the cinematography being absolutely GORGEOUS, the music being perfect, the tension being palpable, and the joy and exuberance when he’s finished exhilarating. (Bonus points for how devastatingly sad their escape ended up being... rip Yinsen)
2) Pepperony dancing in Iron Man 1. MY GOD the sexual tension! There is a reason this ship is such an OTP it practically transcends even the word shipping! These two are perfect in literally every way and I will fight you on that.
3) Tony Stark building a new element in Iron Man 2. It’s like version 2.0 of him building the Mk 1: Bulging muscles? Check! Amazing cinematography? Check! Music? Spot on perfect. Tension? Well... slightly less palpable, but they’ve literally been buillding up that Tony’s dying this whole movie and he finally actually has a chance to save his own life! Exuberance upon completion? Check!The only annoying thing is when Coulson interrupts the montage to be intolerable...
4) Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers, and Howard Stark “do you... fondue” scene. My GOD it was amazing. My son Steve Rogers when he was still my second favorite character in the entire MCU being amazing and awkward, Howard being oblivious to how much he’s just exuding pure flirtatiousness here (haha that’s a lie, he knows exactly what he’s doing to poor Steve), and Peggy WTFing at her idiot guys. I love it.
5) Steggy’s first and last kiss. It’s fine. I’m fine. I don’t need happiness or anything. It’s not like they were perfect together and going to the future ended up just ruining Steve’s personality. It’s not like they deserved to be happy together. (Bonus points to their final conversation. THEY DESERVED THAT DANCE DAMMIT!!! I will never forgive the Russo’s for not making the scene where Steve visits old!Peggy longer and have it end with him gently picking her up in his arms and sway-dancing with her. THEY DESERVED IT!!! WE DESERVED IT!!!)
6) The entirety of Iron Man 3. I’m sorry but I cannot pick out one single scene from that movie that’s my favorite. That movie is massively underrated, simply because comic nerds were annoyed that it wasn’t predictable like literally every other movie has been (and were annoyed by the narrative basically telling them to stop being racist little fucks).Bonus: the Iron Man 3 post credits scene. For some reason people have sorta been hating on Bruce for that scene lately. I genuinely don’t get why! Like... that scene wasn’t about Bruce not caring about Tony! That scene was about how Bruce cares about and is so comfortable around Tony that he can relax around him. He can fall asleep around him. And Tony? Tony didn’t actually care. If he did he wouldn’t have immediately started another story about his “original trauma” immediately after their little snark fest.
7) Scott being toddler-sized in Ant-Man and the Wasp. That was just pure hilarity through and through. I loved every second of it.
8) JANET VAN DYNE!!! I’m sorry, but Jan is my literal favorite. Tony is (obviously) my favorite MCU character, but if I’m being perfectly honest with myself he’s probably my second favorite Marvel character... second only to Jan. She is amazing and badass and perfect and the fact that MICHELLE ACTUAL-GODDESS PFIEFFER PLAYS HER somehow makes her even better. Can the third movie in the Bug Trilogy be all about her? I just need more Jan. I don’t care if it’s a movie about Jan and Hank, or a movie about Jan and Scott, or a movie about Jan and Hope. I just want as much Jan as physically possible. I know that that isn’t a scene that’s a character but... I’M SORRY IF A SCENE HAS JAN IN IT IT’S AUTOMATICALLY ONE OF THE TOP BEST SCENES IN ANY MOVIE EVER I’M SORRY I DON’T MAKE THE RULES.
9) Basically any scene with Okoye. Honestly, Danai Gurira surprised the FUCK outta me with her talent. All I knew was that she was in The Walking Dead (which I’ve admittedly not scene) and so dismissed her as probably not being super talented because... well have you heard the reputation that show has gotten?Anyway... her performance continually impresses me, and she’s absolutely amazing! But my favorite scene specifically was the scene... I think it was between Nakia and Okoye (I’ve only watched that movie once... I KNOW I’M AWFUL) after T’Challa dies and Okoye basically says she can’t go against Erik because she is loyal to the THRONE of Wakanda, even if her heart is loyal to other people.
And I was GOING to do top 5 Avengers moments and top 10 non Avengers moments, but since I did 6 Avengers moments (plus a cheat), I’ll stop at 9 for non-Avengers moments.
And hey... while we’re at it:
Send me asks about anything you want my opinion on
#natasha romanoff#tony stark#bruce banner#thor#peter parker#gamora#Pepper Potts#Steve Rogers#Peggy Carter#Howard Stark#eobardwellscavanagh#Ask me a question
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