#lgbt mcu

[emdashbitch]

listen if Marvel continues their embracing gay characters streak (which I'm loving btw, Phastos, America, Valkyrie, Loki, Sylvie, Ayo, Aneka, Agatha, Billy, Tommy, Rio, Jennifer, Korg, Jeri, that guy from Ant Man, Nikki, hopefully my aroace queen Yelena and so on... give me more!!), I really hope they fully acknowledge Bucky's Arnie Roth origins and have Bucky come out as gay, I'm not expecting it but I have marginally more hope than I used to. I think it'll have a huge impact on a wider scope of fans, more so than newer character introductions because Bucky's been here, he's been here since Phase 1, he's not so easy for bigot fans to ignore after they've been worshipping the Winter Soldier as the epitome of their straight male power fantasy for the last 13 years

And they can't even say they "made him gay" because Bucky's literally had the same backstory as Arnie Roth since day one, more Arnie than any other Bucky Barnes variant across the comics. Bro's had the same dynamics Arnie has with female characters since the first movie, he acts the exact same with women as Arnie Roth does, yet has none of the same dynamics with women that 616 Bucky has, not a single one.

And Arnie Roth is the FIRST mainstream gay comic character in history. MCU Bucky is a composite of Arnie and 616 Bucky (I don't believe people who say Ultimates Bucky, that fucker was a press photographer the fuck? That's such a reach. A reach that's only being made so they don't have to admit Bucky's actually based on a gay man).

Made him gay?? Bitch he's been gay this whole time, which they'd know if they were a 'rEaL cOmIc BoOk FaN'

[rhfffas]

gay ppl never break up normally its always gonna be shit like this

[yesyesyesyea]

[boypied]

[holyblanchett]

Lesbian situationship so insane they made her a God.

[she1smyscar]

You guys don't understand ( actually you probably do ) , but Agatha saying "Ask a straight lady" is the best line ever cuz us gays be saying shit like this CONSTANTLY and straight writers trying to write gay and lesbian characters never understand the assignment and for a Marvel Witch show to be the first one with such a relatable and REAL line for us is NOT what I saw in the cards as far as representation goes, but here we are. And I'm obsessed with it!

[lanasgirlfr]

AGATHA HARKNESS A GIRL KISSER CONFIRMED?;!?;!!:??!!

[lizzieblopaz24]

Bishova on a chase until they realize that both are in the other car

[forsapphics]

Kathryn Hahn as Agatha Harkness in Agatha All Along (2024)

[stayevildarling]

Natasha Romanoff x Reader- Whispered confessions

A/N: basically an Avengers with benefits kinda situation but reader whispers a confession she shouldn‘t have.

tw/tags: mild mention of a gunshot, mild mention of blood, lots of smut, nsfw, reader recieving, top nat recieving, oral, fingering, strap on, bit of angst, hurt/comfort

word count: 3.8k

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You had just stepped out of the shower moments ago, washing away the exhaustion and blood off your body from the last mission. Hair still damp and towel wrapped around your body, you hear a knocking on your door within the avengers compound, knowing exactly who was going to stand on the opposite side of it, that same look in her eyes.

And just as expected , your eyes fall upon Natasha, still in her uniform from today, her hair slightly messy and that same expression of hunger and lust in her eyes. She glances at your exposed body, silently asking for permission and to enter and you simply open the door further, walking away from her and once hearing the door shut behind you letting the towel sink from your body and exposing your naked form.

You glance behind your shoulder, seeing how her eyes turn considerably darker and without warning she lunges forward, her lips capturing yours in a fiery kiss as she pushes you to the nearest wall, your back hitting against it harder than either of you anticipated but not caring either way. Her breath is hot against you as she lifts you into her arms, your legs immediately wrapping around her waist as she carries you to the dining table, not caring about making it to bed.

You can see in her eyes how hungry and exhausted she is, this mission having undeniably been a lot and despite you getting the worst of it this time, neither of you could stop the hunger inside you for each other. Natasha trails sloppy and lazy kisses down your neck before trailing her mouth lower and lower until she reaches your sweet spot, your glistening core greeting her as she delves her tongue into you. You throw your head back in pleasure, the familiar feeling of having her between your legs sending a shiver down you and a heat throughout your entire body.

„Fuck“ you moan out as your chest heaves, the woman wasting no time as she pushes her tongue deeper inside you, drawing the sweetest noises from you. Your nails dig into her back and she knows it means you are already so close for her. „You‘re so filthy, ready to cum already“ she hisses as she extracts her tongue and bites the inside of your thighs, causing your breath to hitch. Her fingers enter you fast without warning, curling them deep inside you as her tongue attacks your sweet spot again, sending you tumbling right over the edge.

She doesn‘t give you time to relax, pulling you up as she kisses you hard, the desire dripping from you still as she forces her fingers into your mouth, letting you taste your arousal. „Are you gonna return the favor?“ she asks with a raised eyebrow and you roll your eyes a little at her antics, the stress quite literally radiating from her. You begin taking her uniform off, slow and deliberate as you begin kissing down her body, exposing her naked form and despite her eagerness you take the time to kiss her scars and bruises, a habit you do every time and despite her disapproval she lets you, just like she usually would.

She leans against the table as she spreads her legs, giving you access and pushing your head right into her center, making you return the favor and of course you do, never being able to deny the woman of anything. Your tongue works it‘s own magic, swirling perfectly against her clit before you run deeper and enter her, hitting her sweet spot. She would often wear her strap but tonight she must have been so desperate she found your room straight after debriefing. „Fuck detka“ she whispers as she throws her head back in pleasure. You can tell she is holding back, trying not to cum so fast so you can‘t make fun of her later but you move just the right ways, entering her with your tongue while rubbing her clit lazily, sending her right over the edge.

Her eyes burn with desire after you help her ride out her high, her eyes seeming much less stressed and tense as before. She doesn‘t waste a lot of time before silently asking your permission to use the bathroom and you nod, watching as she disappears in there. You wait patiently as you sit on your bed, by now dressed and some of her spare clothes on the bed as she had forgotten them last time. You greet her with a gentle smile when she returns and you can tell she is much less tense than before, a grateful smile tugged on her lips as she notices the clothes and begins dressing herself.

Your eyes watch her and the uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach settles, the same as always upon having her leave. Once she is dressed she glances at you and the words leave you much quicker than you could stop yourself. „Do you wanna stay?“ you ask and her eyes widen once your word settle in. „I mean- we could have some pizza, watch a movie or something“ you mumble, scratching your neck nervously, expecting her to run the way she usually would but to your surprise she agrees. „Sure, only if I can have a large one and choose the movie“ she shrugs with a sly smile and your eyes light up as you nod. „Of course“ you agree and she chuckles as the two of you walk towards the sofa.

That was the first night Natasha stayed over, the two of you watching some action movies, chuckling at silly scenes and her making some avenger comments about your fellow team. The two of you ate pizza before you eventually fell asleep in front of the tv, the exhaustion heavy on your body and by the time you woke up again, you found yourself in bed, Natasha beside you, this not being the first time you had been in your bed with her. And when you realize she stayed, you smile, the same tingling feeling returning to your stomach, as you snuggle closer to the redhead.

The next morning, the two of you go for round two, knowing you would have some recruits training today and possibly another mission within the next few days. Natasha and you had been Avengers for years, you joining much later on when Yelena had originally brought you in, introduced you to the others, meant to give you a home for a while until Tony appreciated your talents. The first time you and Natasha had slept together was at one of his parties some months later, the two of you drunk, tense from some past missions and one thing leading to another. Natasha not able to refuse you in that suit and you not able to refuse her in that dark red dress.

And then it would keep happening, the late night knocks, the occasional quickies during an undercover mission. The ones in the gym after training recruits or the ones on the rooftop, the two of you tipsy while ditching some boring parties or get togethers. And you knew the woman partly used you for her own desires, to calm down from missions and to blow off steam and somehow you were doing the same but there had always been something different about the way you look at Natasha. You didn‘t see her as the Black Widow, the strong avenger or simply for the looks. You could see past it all, you could see beneath her walls, the cracks of pain from years of torture in the redroom.

You could easily tell if a mission was triggering her, if something was on her mind by the slight twitching of her lips or her hands balling into fists. You knew her inside out, the scars, visible ones and the ones hidden from years ago. And somehow everyone around you knew, knew what had been going on between you and knew the way you looked at Natasha. But somehow the two of you had been wrapped up in it all that you never noticed. Things began changing with the next mission, one that wasn‘t supposed to take long, a quick in and out when both you and the Black Widow got ambushed.

Several guards suddenly in your way and you saw the bullet flying way faster than Natasha did and without thinking twice you pushed her out the way, her features tense as she saw you on the floor, quickly calling for backup before fighting them off one by one, suddenly overtaken by rage. She stuck around while you got the wound stitched, nothing serious but she insisted on taking you back to your room either way. „What were you thinking?“ she hisses as she sees you sitting on the sofa moments later, staring at your bloody uniform. „You could have died“ she hisses and for the first time that night you could see something beyond her stern demeanor, wondering if she actually cared about you in that way.

You couldn‘t help yourself, despite the wincing and pain radiating off your entire body you cling to her, capturing her lips in yours. And she returns it, her hands instantly holding your body in place as she takes you to the sofa, moments later both your clothes abandoned on the floor and you saw the small buldge the entire mission, knowing she was wearing it for you tonight. You can tell she is hesitant, her hands so much more careful than usual, less rougher, as if you are the most delicate thing on the planet and she didn‘t mean to hurt you but you didn‘t care, needing the redhead more than anything tonight to stop your heart from swelling for her.

„Are you sure?“ she whispers as your lips connect to her neck, leaving desperate kisses, causing her own arousal to build. „Yes I don‘t care“ you moan, desperatly clutching onto the woman and holding her close to your body. „Please I want you inside me“ you moan upon noticing her holding back but your statement causes something in her eyes to turn considerably darker, her hands travelling down your body and her fingers collecting your wetness, checking whether you are ready for her and when she feels your soaked pussy, she can‘t help herself from sitting on the sofa , grabbing your hips and positioning you on top of her, her whole length filling you up and causing your pupils to blow. Your mouth forms into an „O“ shape as you cling to her lips again, hands steady on her shoulders as she keeps your hips in place, slowly rocking back and forth and seeing the pleasure overtake you slowly.

There was something different about tonight, the way you both clung to each other, despite the desperation, there being a slowness to it, a passion that usually wasn‘t there. Your lips never left each other‘s, eyes locking whenever you would open them, her cock entering you so slow and gently and the look in her eyes something that you hadn‘t seen before. Natasha doesn‘t need to speed up her movements, the two of you staying like this for the longest time while the world around you fades before she feels your familiar nails on her back, thrusting into you deeper before feeling your liquid cover her length, her own juices dripping down her cock moments later. „Tasha“ you moan in pleasure, her breath mingling with yours hot and needy.

„Detka“ she moans in your ear, the pet name sending you right into overdrive as you begin bouncing on her, the feeling sending a heat through your entire body. She watches in awe as you go for round two without adjusting, slamming into her, watching your tits bounce and your head thrown back in pleasure. She holds it in place, never taking her eyes off you. She needs you to cum for her and she needs it right now, wasting no time as she pulls you foward your chests collapsing against each other as she begins pounding into you hard, your entire body on fire, this feeling like no orgasm you have ever had before, so raw, so intimate that it causes you to collapse into her, your head falling onto her shoulders.

„You feel so good Y/N“ she whispers before you moan, sleepiness already taking over you at the exhaustion from todays mission and this. „I love you Tasha“ you whisper, the words leaving you much quicker than you can stop them, or even think about them. You feel her stiffening in your arms and your eyes widen upon realising what you had just done. There is a heavy silence and you carefully leave her lap, the emptiness of the silence and leaving her cock immediately leaving you hollow. You avoid her gaze, feeling so embarrassed before disappearing into the bathroom, having missed the expression on her face and how her entire world fell apart for a moment.

Leaning against the door you quickly sink down it, holding your breath before hearing your apartment door closing seconds later. And you sigh then, some part of you glad that she left as you couldn‘t find it in yourself to look at her after this. You end up collapsing into the shower, wiping away the lingering blood, sweat and exhaustion from the day. Yet Natasha lingers on your mind, knowing those words should have never escaped you, knowing those words would cause her so much hurt knowing her painful past and how guarded and careful she was with her heart. You knew this was just a relief for her, to take some edge of being an Avenger and you wish the words never escaped you, despite the vulnerability of the moment before.

That night you don‘t see Natasha, opting to give her some space, the same as the days following to the next mission, you kept to yourself mostly, training on your own instead of with the woman, missing the way she would make you laugh during and the way she would make you feel after. But the embarrassment of it all kept you hidden away, hoping she would simply carry on the way you both had been, hoping this wouldn‘t change anything, despite knowing the chances are slim. The next time you see her is on the quinjet a few days later, as she sits across you, greeting you with her casual smile and you are grateful she isn‘t ignoring you, even if it is for the sake of not showing something is going on in front of your teammates.

And somehow neither of you really saw each other much, the two of you assigned different tasks and somehow only seeing each other on the quinjet as she flies home and you tiredly collapse against a seat. Mission debriefing is quick as all of you simply want to get back to your own rooms and you can‘t get yourself to look at her, as she sits across from you, the shame and hurt taking over as you bolt out as soon as the meeting finishes. You never noticed her eyes searching yours during the meeting, how she was trying to communicate with you in silence, trying to catch up with you as she saw some tears in your eyes.

She had been on her way to her room, wanting to give you space when Clint had stopped her, pulled her aside and talked to her. Having been her longest friend, he knew all about you two, the woman never having said anything but not needing to. Whenever he mentioned your name or someone from the team her eyes softened, she was oddly protective about you and he of course figured out by now where she would often steal away to when catching her in the hallway. He had seen it on this mission, working closely with you how you seemed so sad and how Natasha seemed distant, how her eyes bored into yours during the meeting and how yours avoided her. „You need to tell her“ he said and the redhead simply acted like she didn‘t know what he is talking about, her guard high up as always.

„I know you don‘t think you know how to love or be loved Nat but I see it in your eyes and hers“ is all he said before putting his hand on her shoulder and squeezing it, a reassuring smile on his lips as he left her standing there, doing his part. And something within her changed then, she realizes that all along she had been holding back from allowing herself to feel what should have been obvious to her by now. Why she never minded you kissing her scars, why she never shared intimacy with anyone else like this before, why she kept running back to you when she felt vulnerable, beaten and broken. She loved you. And when that realisation ripples through her, she runs. She runs like she never had before, as if the world would stop and you would slip away if she didn‘t find and tell you right now.

Her breathing is heavy as she knocks on your door, her hands shaking and her eyes wide with realization. You had again just stepped out of the shower, ready to get into bed after this mission, barely in a towel as you open the door, assuming it was someone else as Natasha‘s knocks had always been quieter, much like the secrecy you shared with each other. When your eyes fall upon her, you immediately tense, noticing her state and concern overtaking you, never having seen her so serious before. „Tasha are you okay?“ you ask but she doesn‘t respond, pushing the door open before closing it with her leg, rushing towards you as her hands cup your cheeks, her lips hurriedly finding yours.

You close your eyes, surprised by the sudden shift in the kiss, so much more intense and so different to usual. Your mind runs wild as you figure out whether to stop her, knowing this shouldn‘t go on after your confession. Debating whether to keep going for your sake, the woman keeping you safe and warm always and not wanting to miss her embrace. You are so wrapped in it all you never notice your eyes watering and her pulling away upon feeling the tears on her hands. „I‘m sorry“ you whisper, your eyes still closed, as she wipes your tears with her thumbs. „I want this and I want you and I shouldn‘t have said what I did, I‘m sorry, I promise I can get past it“ you ramble on, missing the way her face crumbles upon hearing your words, understanding the pain you would go through to have her close.

„Detka.. Detka“ she stops you, and as you notice her thumbs still rubbing your cheeks you open your eyes and seeing her expression, so much unlike what you expected. „I‘m not here for that“ she encourages, her voice filled with so much softness, calm despite her hands shaking against you. „I.. I love you detka“ she finally speaks, the words taking your breath away as everything around you stops. Your heart beats out of your chest before the doubts creep in, wondering if she was only saying this because she felt bad for you and wanted to keep this going. „Tasha“ you sigh, as your eyes lock with her own. But you can see it then, behind her eyes, the truth. You can see love, a vulnerability that you have never seen before and a realization.

„But“ you try to protest, however the redhead doesn‘t let you. „No buts detka“ she smiles, her hands still not leaving your cheeks, keeping you close. „I shouldn‘t have ran, shouldn‘t have stayed away“ she admits and some more tears swell in your eyes upon hearing her version of the truth. She can see the doubts in your eyes, the insecurities and she wants to make sure to take them all away. „Why do you think I keep coming back to you? Why do you think I was so worried and mad when you got hurt because of me?“ she whispers and you smile sadly then, as she slowy wipes all the doubts from your face. „I love you, may I show you?“ she asks and you nod slowly, her lips capturing yours before she picks you up, taking you to bed this time, so much slower than usual, like the two of you have all the time in the world, there not being any rushing this time.

She lays you down gently, as if you are the most fragile thing on the planet. Her hands gently rid you from the towel, exposing your body as her lips capture yours in a passionate kiss. The redhead takes her time, kissing every inch of your body, your scars, the lingering wound you had taken for her, her fingers trailing over it gently. She makes you feel loved as she caresses every inch of you, showing you exactly what she adores about you. When she takes your hardened buds into her mouth she keeps eye contact, watching you throw your head back in pleasure as she slowly gets you ready for her. She takes her time as she takes your clit into her mouth, eating you out with patience, taking her time before she enters you.

Every thrust is filled with patience, love as she holds you close, not an inch of the usual tension in her features and movements. Your eyes stay on her the entire time as she kneels close to you, her fake cock hitting all the right places, filling you up so perfectly. She has you close eventually, building you up so well before she pulls you up, sitting you on top of her as she wants to be closer, still keeping the pace and filling you up. „You‘re so good for me, so beautiful“ she whispers into your ears as she holds you close. „I love your body, I love how you respond to me and I love you“ she whispers, your orgasm building and as she glances at you she sees the tears, concern filling her features as she stops. „No.. no carry on“ you encourage „I just.. I feel so good“ you moan and it‘s all she needs before she sends you over the edge. „Tasha“ you moan, the orgasm washing over you stronger than ever before.

That night she lays beside you, as you collapsed onto her chest, not thinking about leaving the way she usually would. Finally having realized her feelings and never planning on letting you go again. She likes the feelings of having you in her arms like this, an unfamiliar feeling of home and safety that she hadn‘t felt before. She smiles softly as she notices your exhaustion, despite trying to keep your eyes open. „Go to sleep detka, I‘ll be right here when you wake up, I promise“ she whispers before pressing a soft kiss to your temple. And of course she kept her promise, never leaving you again from now on.

[rhfffas]

rio vidal the lesbian icon that you are😭

[yesyesyesyea]

This could work either way Tbf

[7amonathursdayinoctober]

Me walking out of the theater after watching Deadpool and Wolverine: That wasn't very aroace lesbian of me

[holyblanchett]

I used to pray for times like this

[she1smyscar]

Straight (gay) from the mouth of Nicky's father 🥴

[roseredsnow]

Hey could your rep not be at the expense of ours, thanks.