#maria x hope

[ijustreallylikecaptainamericaok]

“Then honor her.”

I wanna talk about SHIELD Agent Hope Van Dyne

...who joined to honor her mother (the same reason she took Janet’s name), even though her father begged her not to and to work at Pym Tech instead.

...who bonded with Sharon over the weight of legacies and all the whispers behind their backs from those who doubted that their places were rightfully earned. 

...who attended the SHIELD Academy alongside Maria, becoming fast friends (and soon, more than friends) and remaining each other’s favorite sparring partner long after. 

...who took a long time to trust Natasha (both because of Nat’s past and her own generally standoffish nature), but with time, they became a formidable team on the field and off were known for their dry verbal sparring.

...whose faith in SHIELD was shaken upon meeting Ava Starr and worked in secret to help her, only for their plans to be cut off by what turned out to be Hope’s final mission.

[gio-scrabbles]

Don’t mind me. Just me being a bit sentimental over Maria again. Starts brooding towards the night sky.

[arqhaive]

surprise, surprise ! | jmm21

genre: fluff. | pairing: pepe martí x reader (gender not specified) | word count: 1.4k

a/n: first fic ever!! took me a whole month to finalize whattt. hope you enjoy!! feedback is welcome!

-> baking cookies. ahh.. a classic solution to up lift moods. i mean it's definitely better than violence.

3:29 PM

you had just had the worst week ever, the most draining one ever, might you add. think of the most clichés to ruin someone's day, it happened to you. for every. single. day. of the week.

missing the bus, flunking a test despite studying, spilling your drink onto your clothes, burning your breakfast, forgetting your umbrella when it rained, dropping your phone and cracking the screen protector; you name it, it happened.

the worst of all: missing your boyfriend. pepe was away for the aurtrian grand prix. after what was a 2nd place in the sprint, you weren't there to celebrate with him, but he made sure to send you a bunch of photos and videos of the afterparty. he was due to come home yesterday, however, his relatives who lived overseas was also to come over to his house and he was tasked to accommodate them.

even though you facetimed and called every night, explaining how your day went and hinting that the week deteriorated your mood; you still didn't want to make it seem like the world revolved around you and pontentially shift pepe's focus from the his race.

so you were left to comfort yourself. which is easier said than done.

you'd honestly had enough of this week and what better way to end it than to bake cookies to stuff in your mouth while binge-watching some shows.

standing in the kitchen for, what felt like hours, mixing all the ingredients while following your so-called 'perfect recipe' for chocolate chip cookies. you could feel the relief rush through your body as you put the final batch of cookies in the oven and dust off your hands against your apron–

DING DONG...!

almost as an instinct your feet walk towards the kitchen door, "i'll get it" your mum beats you to the door. you try and sneak a glance for who's at the door but your mum's frame covers more than half of your view, "well hello, darling..." she exclaims with a definite surprise to her tone.

as you try to pry for another glance, your brain starts to go through everyone your mum could possibly be calling darling: dad? he isn't going to be home until tonight. your sister? she's out with friends. grandma and gr–

the train of thoughts is interrupted by your mum, "__, someone's here to see you".

who could it be? you run to the front door and see–

"pepe! oh my god!" you practically jump and wrap your arms around him. he chuckles at your reaction and returns the gesture by hugging you tighter. "hi, mi amor" he sets you down and hands you a bouquet of your favorite flowers. you bring the flowers to your nose and the scent makes you instantly smile.

"..but i don't understand, i thought you had family over?" you inhaled the scent of the freshly picked bouquet. "well.. yes, i actually had to excuse myself and thought we could go out, especially after you had such a rough week.." pepe's expression softens as he explains himself.

wait. rough week? how did he know?

"how- how do you know" now your brain was really using all it power to understand how on earth he knew. "you didn't seem too like yourself when we facetimed and you implied you had a bad week so.." he smiled softly and shrugged it off like it was normal to do.

your boyfriend is truly one in a billion.

you couldn't help but grin to yourself while letting your inner self squeal, because how did you actually get so lucky.

once you returned to your normal composure, you asked "where exactly are you planning to take me to?" your eyes meet his brown ones. "so.. i might've stolen my uncle's pick-up truck and bought tickets to the drive-in movie theatre that just opened up.." you blankly stare at your boyfriend after his newfound revelation. a few seconds go by and your boyfriend takes this as the queue to add "oh! and if you're worried that you're not prepared, i've got everything set: loads of blankets and pillows, soooo many snacks plus your favorite crisps and soda" he grins widely while reading your face anticipating your reply, god that smile somehow manages to convince you right then and there. "hold on, i've got to get the cookies out of the oven and then we'll be off" your giddy self rushes back inside the house to get ready, hastily.

pepe pulls into a parking spot, you have finally arrived at the place. the atmosphere is lively with a lot of couples, mostly around your age, cozily snuggling against their significant other. as soon as you spot an empty parking space, you gesture to pepe at the space and he wastes no time in putting the car in park.

you both get out of the car, taking a look around before helping one another set the trunk for a cozy movie time. placing the blankets and pillows in ways that covered the whole trunk floor, while pepe catches you up with everything that has happened since he landed back home. at the same time, your eyes flicker between the huge bag of snacks sitting in the middle of the trunk and your boyfriend's face, who's telling you something crazy that happened before the free practice. this distraction seems to get noticed by your boyfriend "do you wanna start eating the snacks?" your face emits a look of surprise, which earns a chuckle from pepe.

before you even try to protest, he pulls the huge bag full of snacks and plunges his hand, trying to dig down the bottom. after a while, his hands emerges with your favorite bag of crisps and your face immediate lights up.

you waste no time in popping the bag open once he's handed it to you, and before you know it, you've stuffed your face with the crisps. "woah.. woah.. slow down, don't wanna end up choking now do we?" he wipes the sides of your mouth with his hands cupping your face while doing, and all you do is just smile like a kid.

before long, an announcement could be heard blasting from the loud speakers, notifying everyone the movie is going to be projected soon. you were too busy munching on your crisps to pay attention to the a word it said. however, the shuffling behind you was difficult to miss, you tilt your head to face behind you and focus your gaze to your boyfriend, who's making himself comfortable in between the blankets and pillows you guys laid out. he notices your stare and grins at you before patting the space next to him, gesturing for you to sit next to him.

you take your shoes off and kick them to the side before nestling beside pepe, before getting back to finishing your chips. once you've dusted off the crumbs and made sure your hands were clean, you let yourself lean on to your boyfriends' shoulders, the feeling of relief with the mix of exhaustion leaves your body with a sigh.

suddenly all your problems seems to leave your mind, the horrible luck that was persistent throughout the whole week? all gone. all that was left was the extreme peace you felt right at this moment, shared with your boyfriend. you smiled to yourself as you feel your boyfriend's head lay on top of yours.

the movie soon starts, and you were barely paying attention to the movie with the jar of freshly baked cookies on your lap, god knows how many cookies you've downed so far. your eyelids can't seem to keep open for any longer, it gets heavier by the passing second.

before you knew it, your eyes were closed and light snores came out of you. pepe's face softens as he glances to admire your peaceful state, with stands of hair lying on your face, he moves your hair and tucks it behind your ears, settling you as you snuggle closer to his figure. this gesture melts his heart, he felt so bad for leaving you behind while you had a horrible week and he was out racing and celebrating without you. he wishes he would be with you every day, every time, every second if possible. your boyfriend plants a kiss on your temple, smiles, and admires you one more time, "sleep tight, cariño"

he promises to be next to you, forever.

[mantisnixon55]

Is there anything about Maria and Peggy 👀

Glad you asked! So im actually Insane about them!

Maria and Peggy are best friends, as they have been since they met! They clicked INSTANTLY. they’re practically inseparable (peggy will bite if you try to separate them), they share everything, they have matching bracelets im crazy im insane

Maria is PINING HARD, and doesnt hide it very much. At all! Peggy has ZERO CLUE! heres some doodles just for this ask.

And remember, everytime you withhold an ask about the ships in my au, an angel loses its wings!

[hishighnesstheprincess]

Gotta say I don't like the implication that Black Doom was behind Maria's death. The cruelty of humanity that Shadow experienced is integral to his character and his multi-game arc AND the primary theme of sa2. Changing the responsible party from a faceless GUN soldier (symbol for how any human could kill if given power and a reason) to Black Doom just robs the story of its impact

[httpjupiterbby]

𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 - 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

‘𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞’ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || ‘𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞’ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢��𝐧

𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐢. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢 ®

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞….𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 🥺❤️

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:18+ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫. 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲?

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4208

мое солнышко - 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞

тётя - 𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐲

After that interesting and tense feeding, you both quietly moved to the living room, settling Nadia in her playpen before heading to the kitchen. You moved around in a routine as you made your breakfast. It was silent as you both ate, only speaking when you announced it was Nadia's nap time. Natasha had decided to give you a little space as you put the baby to sleep.

Once down, you tiptoed out of the room, awkwardly telling Natasha you decided to take a nap as well before hurrying to your room. Deciding to leave it alone, Natasha stayed in the living room watching the News in every country, retrying to catch up with the year.

Natasha felt something off. Her lips curled, thinking about the time she told you about this sixth sense she had, and you had declared you'd call it her spidey senses. She sat up quickly, hearing a knock on the door.

Quietly, the redhead takes careful steps toward the front door. Once closed, she carefully places her palms on the door, lifting herself up on her toes as she peeks her eye through the peephole. Is that? 

Backing up, the older woman quickly opens the door, catching the person off guard mid-knock. "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" the man asked, gawking at the woman in front of him—who raised an eyebrow at his words—before shaking his head and focusing on the reason for his visit. "Is Y/n here?"

"Why?"

"I just—please, is she here or not?" the man asked. The look on his face almost made the redhead feel bad for asking, but she'd rather be safe than sorry. I'll go get her—come in." Natasha walked off, heading to our room, not before checking on the baby. The door opened slowly as the redhead took a peep, and she shut the door once she saw the sleeping babe.

Natasha frowns, seeing a bright light shine through the bottom of the door. The door opens abruptly before Natasha can knock, starting both you and her. You put your hands on your chest as the other held a baby monitor. You let out a nervous chuckle, "Nat, you scared me."

"Sorry, um, what was?" Cutting her off quickly, you exited your room and shut the door behind you. "Who was at the door?" you asked her with a concerned look, waiting for her wife's answer.

Focusing back on why she went to you, she makes a mental note to ask you about the light later, although the way you shut your door fast tells her that she should keep it to herself: "Strange is here."

Brows scrunched in confusion as the words left Natasha's mouth, 'strange?' you questioned as a list of reasons why he'd be at your house ran through your head, "Yeah, he seemed a bit anxious," Natasha stated, not noticing the face you made - her eyes trained on the door - you walked away from her; the redhead's eyes followed you as left her alone.

Once you disappeared into the living room, Natasha could hear Strange ask, 'How is she alive?' She couldn't hear your response, though.

Huffing, she makes her way to the living room, ignoring the tension in the room as she walks in mid-conversation. A set of six eyes is trained on her as Natasha eyes one of the pair she had failed to notice with Doctor Strange. What is wrong with her? 

"Natasha, this is America Chavez."

"Hello, it's so cool to meet another Avenger." The teenage girl stood up from the couch, holding out her hand as she gave Natasha - who shook her hand - a big smile, "I've seen you in a different universe; in that one, it was the other way around. You're not dead, your-"

"America." The older man clears his throat, narrowing his eyes at the younger girl - who shoots him an apologetic smile - "Sit." He commands, and the girl does as told, shaking his head and looking between you and Natasha, "When was the last time you spoke with Wanda?"

"Not since after Westview. Why? What happened to her?" You felt your heart quicken. You hadn't seen her since that night. You'd been dying to call, but life caught up with you; you couldn't help her 24/7.

Natasha eyes her wife, who peeks a glance at her, causing you to shake the look on your face. Putting another pin in that conversation, she asks instead, "What the hell is Westview?"

"It's a long story," you and Doctor Strange say in unison; both glance at each other when the word is repeated. You told Natasha to sit down and beg and to explain where Wanda had gone after Tony's funeral. She fell into a depression after Vision died, went on to capture a town and create her own family, and was almost arrested for it.

Strange cuts in by explaining how Wanda fell into the evil side of magic. She was so open about wanting to get her kids back that the Elder God Chthon corrupted her mind.

"So let me get this straight: a God-possessed Wanda to get her kids back that she made up when she captured a whole town, and now she may or may not be crushed by a structure."

"Nat, do you have to say it like that?" Rolling your eyes at her choice of words, you cross your arms, shaking your head at the woman sitting across from you, who gives you an innocent look. "What?"

"Don't laugh with her." Turning your head towards the younger girl - who was hiding. A chuckle - coughs when caught and sits up straight, throwing another apologetic smile, "Sorry, ma'am."

Sighing, you face the Sorcerer Supreme, who is focusing back on Wanda. "So this happened what? A month ago? Why are you now telling us?"

"I couldn't locate you or Barton. It seems you've done well at your spell." The older man gives you an impressed look; there's no doubt that he didn't find you from seeing you and Clint on the News a week ago, "We didn't find a body, so we searched through it again and again, then we began searching for her, but we wanted to make sure there were any signs of her before searching for you… We're still planning on searching more since she can't possibly.." Strange searched for the words.

Natasha - who seems to have another death wish, "Disappear in sparkles?"

"Natalia." You spit, eyes narrowing so much Natasha thought a dagger would shoot out. Clearing his throat, Strange stands up, peering at the two, "We'll be on our way now; let us know immediately if you find her alive.

Gazing away from your wife, you gave the Sorcerer Supreme a sympathetic look and said, "I will, thank you."

"Of course." Is all he says, eyes fixed on the redhead and brunette - who burdens her with a million questions about Wanda. Nodding, you speak softly, "I'll walk you out..." Guiding him towards the door and walking out with him to the gate. o

Once out of earshot, you fidget with the rings on your fingers, eyes set on your wife. "Is her being alive going to cause problems?"

"Yes."

"Okay." That's all you say, breaking into a smile once the younger girl walked over to her. Goodbye, Miss America."

America smiles nervously, rocking on the heels of her foot. "Bye, ma'am." She scurries off to Strange's side, who had been in a staring competition with the redhead, "Natasha."

"Strange." Natasha raises an eyebrow, glaring at the older man, her body tense and arms crossed. Rolling your eyes, you stalk into the house. Natasha closes on your tail, shutting the door once she's in.

"I better call Clint." Is all you say before stalking off, pulling out your phone as you begin to call him, and disappearing into the kitchen; a door opening and shutting indicates to Natasha that you have walked out to the backyard. The redhead gets lost in her thoughts, processing everything that happened. Wanda may be dead; something happened to her before she tried to possess a different Wanda in a different universe so she could be with the children she supposedly has.

Natasha can feel a headache begging to take up this information. I'm sure a raccoon has sent her mail. Still, Wanda going full Exorcist wasn't exactly what she pictured happening.

"Hey."

Jumping, Natasha quickly turns, grabbing onto the hand that touched her arm, ready to flip the person; they hold out the other arm, freezing Natasha in her place, "Nat, it's me!" You watch as the redhead's eyes shift to recognition, taking you - she had been so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even hear you come in. Once you see her calm down, you unfree her, helping her balance herself, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's alright." Green eyes shift between yours, trying to look for secrets you've seemed to be keeping from her, "Before I knocked on your door, I saw a -"

A knock on the front door echos through the room, swallowing you whole. You watch Natasha's face before carefully speaking, hoping you won't express how you felt: "Clint's here."

Clenching her jaw, she narrows her eyes at you. "I'll get it." She huffs in frustration, stalking the door as you watch her open it, showing a nervous-looking Clint and a smiling Kate. "Hey."

"Come on it." Natasha throws a tight smile at the two, who glance nervously at you, scared Natasha is going to pounce on them. Their eyes beg for you to save them, but it doesn't help, as the look on your face makes them shrink more.

Huffing, you sat on the black wingback chair, crossing your legs across the other. "Sit, we don't have all day." That's all you say that makes the two scatter in and sit on the couch. Once Natasha is seated, you begin explaining everything to Clint and Kate between Westview and the dark hold, maintaining your anger, thinking about how alone Wanda was and how Clint promised to take care of her.

Sure, he had his family back, but you only had your wife and a child on the way. You put in your fifty percent, and he chose to put 100 percent on his family.

Natasha—who had been eyeing both of you—knew something was up between you two. Even during Christmas, it was easy to pick up the slight tension between you both, faking it to act as if everything was expected, but Natasha noticed the lack of words from her wife and best friend.

Though it seemed as if you and Clint were fine after that heated argument, something still bothered you, keeping you from being able to have a normal relationship with Clint again.

"So what do we do?" Clint asked, causing your eyes to roll and sneer, "I don't know, Clint. Maybe we'll try to call her or send a letter."

"Well, if Natasha came back, I'm sure Wanda made it out fine, especially with her witchy powers," Clint responds to you calmly, ignoring your attitude. Something in you spiked at his words,

"Natasha came back on a slim chance of science."

Everyone, including you, froze at your words. It got ten times worse if it wasn't tense enough already. In the corner of your eye, you could see Kate practically shrinking on the couch—however, they focus on the movement from the baby monitor, and you'd hope Natasha's spidey senses act up again.

Clearing your throat, you stand up, wiping the imaginary dirt off your pants, avoiding eye contact, "I'm going to check on the baby." You snatch the baby monitor and run out of the room; Natasha's eyes follow you as her stomach turns at your words - what's going on? 

Your heart pounded faster and faster the closer you got to the door. Placing your hand on the doorknob, you turned it slowly, pushing the door open. Your eyes landed on the figure standing in front of the window, rocking the baby in their arms. You shut the door before speaking, "I knew it was you."

"I wanted to see my favorite girl," the person said, eyes fixated on Nadia, who happily babbled away to them in baby words, speaking about her life if she could.

You oversee them not moving from the door, afraid that one sudden movement would make them disappear. Swallowing, you take a step towards them, feeling a sense of relief when the person doesn't disappear from your sight.

"Strange's looking for you."

Looking away from the little redhead, you felt your heart quicken when green eyes laid on you, their noses scrunching slightly at your words: "I know. I waited for him to find you first before visiting." Wanda grins, thinking about how well her plan has gone.

As she looks down at Nadia, you take a step forward, "Well.. visiting would be announcing the visit, not showing up unannounced and seen."

"Well," Wanda mocks, grinning at the happy baby in her arms and giving that cute little nose a boop. "You were busy with your family, so I took matters into my own hands. Besides, we both know you don't want me here."

"Wanda, of course, I want you here. I care about you, and I always have." Frowning as you recall the memory in your head, Wanda could do nothing to make you stop caring for her, even holding a town hostage, but it didn't stop you.

"If you cared, why didn't you call me after I left?" Wanda glanced at you, bouncing Nadia in her arms while keeping a smile on her face—she didn't want the baby to suspect something was wrong.

"I thought you didn't want me to call. I mean, you did leave in the middle of the night. What was I supposed to think?"Throwing your arms in the air, you shut your eyes and count to ten, trying to calm yourself.

The older redhead huffs at you, "Maybe I needed time to think alone? I don't know. Something. You promised nothing would change after that night."

"And I thought so too until I woke up with no sign from you, not even a note. Nothing." You reminded her, rolling your eyes - she was not about to blame you for not reaching out. "You could've called." Wanda bites back, making sure to keep a smile on her face for Nadia, who gets distracted by Wanda's necklaces.

"I did," you say, causing her to look up at you. Throwing her a pointed look, you continued, "But you disconnected your phone, remember? Unlike you, I have a child that needs my attention." Your words slipped out before you could register what you said.

Eyes landed on Wanda, who stood still, eyes strained on the baby in her arms - who continued playing with her necklaces, "Fuck. Wanda, I'm sorry, that just -"

"It's fine. I gotta get going." The ex-Avenger cuts her off, pressing a few kisses on Nadia's cheeks, the baby frowning as the necklaces slip out of her tiny fingers as Wanda holds her up,

“Bye bye, мое солнышко. тётя Wanda loves you." She continues to kiss the baby's soft cheeks as she walks over to the crib and places the baby inside, covering her with a small blanket and handing Nadia a stuffed yellow duck toy Wanda brought for the little one.

"Wanda, can we just talk, please?" You begged her, reaching out to her only to be rejected as the redhead moved away from your reach, giving one last smile at Nadia before walking around you. "What's there to talk about? Have a happy life with your happy family."

"Wanda - fuck." You cursed quietly - not wanting the baby to hear you - as you watched her disappear.

When checking on Nadia, you ensured the galaxy project was on for another hour and put a few toy blocks in the crib before heading out of the room—hoping no one had heard you and Wanda.

Quietly shutting the door, you turn around, nearly shitting yourself as you come face to face with your wife, "Fuck Natasha. You scared me." Your hand rested over your weird, pounding heart.

The redhead fixes a glare on you, "Was that Wanda in there?"

"Where's Clint?" Eyes widening at her words, you fix yourself looking towards the living room. "In the kitchen with Kate, now answer my question." Natasha orders, taking a step towards you.

"Yes, she's not dead, but she doesn't want anyone to know. She wanted to see Nadia." You tell her quickly, eyes watching her move as your mouth went dry - Natasha is still your wife and still attractive; it was hard not to melt, giving into her eyes,

"What did she want?" the ex-assassin asked, a slight curl showing on her lips as she watched you lick your lips while your skin flushed—she still got it.

"Nothing."

"That didn't sound like nothing."

You narrow your eyes at her quick response, crossing your arms tightly. "If you already knew she was in here, why did you ask?" You shake your head at her—you were tired of her nonsense today.

Shrugging, Natasha mocks your pose, "I wanted to know if you'd tell me the truth."

"Jesus, Nat. What have I lied to you about since you've been back?" Looking away, you began shaking your head again as you clenched your jaw.

The ex-Avenger scoffs at your words, snapping, "You didn't tell me that Steve and Tony died! Or that Wanda took a whole town hostage!"

"That's not me lying to you! That's me not being able to talk to you yet because I'm still processing the fact that you're here. It's a lot to take in, and I've talked to you about this already." Snapping back at her, her tiny white eyes fixed on her, she showed Natasha how angry you were.

"You have more to say!" Natasha uncrosses her arms, taking another step towards you, her eyes pleading for you. "I know you do. Just talk to me, please."

Staring into her eyes, you felt yourself drawn into them, almost vomiting out the words, but you knew you had to keep it in. Looking away, you stepped back from her, nearly hitting the door. "I've been talking the whole time." That was all you said, both of you knowing that's not what Natasha meant, but you were as stubborn as she was and wouldn't give up.

Huffing, Natasha swiftly turned around and walked away from you, heading into the kitchen and ignoring Kate and Clint - who stood tensely in the kitchen hearing the couple argue - as she stomped outside, keeping her mouth shut from what she wanted to say. She couldn't understand why you had to be so defensive. She was your wife, and you were treating her like you two were barely friends... like around the time she pushed herself towards Bruce, who had shown little interest in her.

Clint goes after, telling Kate to watch TV and order a pizza, handing her a twenty dollar bill before slipping out. You heard the back door slam in the hallway and slipped back into Nadia'a's room, shutting the door behind you and strolling toward the crib. An instant smile on your face when a pair of big green eyes landed on you, "Hi, sweet love."

Sitting up in her bed, Nadia reaches out her arms towards you, asking to be picked up, and babbles escape her slobbery lips. You pick her up, showering her rosy cheeks with kisses, holding her close against you as you walk over to the window - eyes trained on the pair outside, watching as Natasha rants.

"These past few days have been crazy, haven't they?" You sighed, resting your cheek on the little redheaded curls. Walking away from the window, you made your way to the other side of the room, where pictures had been scattered over the wall.

Eyes landing on a picture of a memory you couldn't get out of your head for days. It was a picture of six-month-old Nadia grinning—her one front tooth had begun showing more—sitting on the ground, dressed up in a cute floral long-sleeve jumpsuit. It was a beautiful day in Ohio, a beautiful yet painful day.

(Flashback to three months ago, October 16, 2024) 

Groaning, you get in the car's back seat, your back popping in a few places, being stiff from the ride here. Pulling the blanket off the car seat, the babe inside blinks rapidly from the unexpected sunlight. "Oh, my little love, I'm so sorry, but we're here." You apologized, watching the six-month-old baby stare at you with green sleeping eyes; you knew the long drive up would put Nadia to sleep, "We can't keep Aunty Lena waiting longer; otherwise, she's gonna be cranky."

Smiling brightly as the beautiful baby unbuckled her seatbelt, carefully picking her up and watching as she did the 'baby scrunch' before placing her against you and grabbing a thin blanket - it was the perfect weather, not too hot and not too cold. Getting out of the back seat, you shut the door and rubbed your hand against Nadia's back - watching as she rubs her eyes with her fist still waking up, her head rested on your shoulder, her other hand clenched around a strand of your hair. 

After making sure Nadia was alright, you began walking up the trail, your eyes catching sight of the bloomed cherry blossoms. "It's so pretty, isn't it, baby?" You kissed the little one's head, which continued resting on your shoulder. 

When you sense someone, your eyes move towards them, stopping your movements as you tighten your arms around the baby. The person—who already had eyes on you—gives you a smirk, "Hello."

"Who are you?" you asked immediately, eyes still trained on her as your sister-in-law came up from behind the woman and quickly went to your side. The fancy-dressed woman chuckled at your words and glared at Yelena, "Is all your family uptight like you?" 

"She was just leaving. Goodbye." Yelena glares at the older woman, who raises her hands in defense before walking away but not before saying, "Think about what we talked about, Miss Belova."

Eyes follow the woman, and it hits when you finally recognize the woman. Valentina Allegra.

"Wait.. isn't she the Director of the CIA? What did you guys talk about?" You look at the blonde next to you who is playing peek-a-boo with the baby. 

"Can I please hold my baby niece?" Sighing, Yelena holds her arms so you can put the baby in. 

Narrowing your eyes at the girl, "You didn't answer my question." You say, only to be met with silence and a pointed look. Rolling your eyes, you hand her the baby, 

"Lena, what does she want?"

Yelena continues to stay quiet, watching her niece look around the area. Little eyes fixate on something, causing the woman to glance that way as well. "Do you see Mama?" she asked Nadia, who babbled away to something. Did you know babies can see spirits?"

Yelena looks at you as she gives out the information, grinning when she realizes who she's talking to: "Ah, yes, of course. I forgot the devil's child was born seeing a ghost."

Rolling your eyes again, you shake your head and smile before moving, "Sadly, that is true, and let me tell you, it was terrifying sometimes. I felt like that little boy, 'I see dead people.'" You look at Yelena, seeing a confused look on her face, "Have you not seen The Sixth Sense?"

Receiving a nod, you look away, crouching, and mumble, "We are watching it when we get to the house."

The assassin observes her sister-in-law as you stare at the words in front of you, her heart dropping as she asks you, "Doyou see her?"

"No.." Swallowing the lump forming in your throat, your eyes watering as you traced the name with your fingertip, "But I can feel her." Blinking away the tears, you let out a sigh, pressing your palm on the gravestone, eyes fixed on the letters,

"It's like she's so close but so far, you know? I think it's because she didn't die here on Earth or somewhat in our time.."You say as Yelena averts her eyes from you, clearing her throat and containing her tears - she didn't want to worry the baby. 

Natalia Alianovna Romanova

December 3rd, 1984 - October 16th, 2023

Beloved Daughter, Sister, Wife & Mother 

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Tearing your eyes away, you looked up at Yelena, who smiled blissfully, rubbing her nose against the baby's soft cheek. Her eyes shine brightly as she speaks, "She wants me to kill my niece's godfather ... Clint Barton." Nadia's little head turns, fixing her eyes on her aunt as if she understood her uncle's name. She giggles at her aunty's words.

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𝐚/𝐧: 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭? 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫? 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭…𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫.

*𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡* 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 1 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐭.

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< 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯. | 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭. >

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@wankyy-bitch @emril-osvigne @insomniac-nerd-posts-things @catswag22 @swiftdazer @pistachiomilk3 @chiyongberry @larakrajnovic @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @imdumbhi @when-wolves-howl @sapphosclosefriend @robnicole @mrswidowjohansson @tashakink @natashasfirefly @profoundpersonflower @kjyarukivo @ssiimmpp @alianovnam @cedriccdiggorysimpp @natashaswifeyy @diablloblood @poptartpoppyy @romanovaslut @sagedaya @romanoffjohansson @high--power @imthenatynat

[junikicker]

Masterlist

Requests open

*smut

I edited the links so now this should work again

Celebrities

Lady Gaga

Role Play*

Dominance*

To Show You How Beautiful You Are

Coffee Shop Poems

Jessica Chastain

She's Kinda Hot Though*

Season Of Love

Characters

Bellatrix Lestrange

A Love That Lasts

Dana Fairbanks

Strength*

Georgia Miller

Faking*

Face Like An Angel Body Like A Porn Star*

Hope van Dyne

Scarface

Maria Hill

Undercover

Hera Syndulla

Safe House

Rebecca Welton

Wait For Me To Come Home

Lightning. Thunder.

I'm Mental About You (Hold My Hand)*

The Proposal Part 1, Part 2

Lady Bellaston

Under Her Spell Part 1*, Part 2*, Part 3*

Masquerade* (Under Her Spell Character)

[pandorascripts]

masterlist (updated)

key: 💕- fluff, 🖤- dark themes, 🥀, angst.

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Sweaty Kisses (💕)

unknowingly yours (🥀,🖤)

Murderous Love (🥀,🖤) ON HOLD

My Heart Is Yours (💕,🖤)

Hot Rage and Cold Tears (🥀,💕)

.241 (🥀)

Ruins (🖤)

fugly slut (💕)

Carrie Moment (💕)

I’ve Missed You (💕,🥀)

Secret Love Notes (💕)

Enid Sinclair

DC

Kara Danvers (2018-22)

Lena Luthor (2018-22)

Alex Danvers (2018-22)

Red Daughter (2018-22)

Pamela Isly

Absent (💕,🥀)

Harley Quinn

Scars(💕,🥀)

maddening love(🥀,🖤)

TVDU

Hope Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

MARVEL

Natasha Romanoff

Maria Hill

Yelena Belova

Wanda Maximoff

MISCELLANEOUS

Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games)

Tahani Al Jamil (The Good Place)

Emily Prentiss (Criminal Minds)

Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Cruella De Vil (Cruella)

[deviiancetv]

It’s so funny how Dazzler and Rogue were inspired design wise by THEE Grace Jones, and now they look like superhero versions of Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus.

[ijustreallylikecaptainamericaok]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, What If...? (TV 2021) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Maria Hill/Hope Van Dyne Characters: Hope Van Dyne, Maria Hill Additional Tags: Episode: s01e03 What If... The World Lost its Mightiest Heroes?, Pre-Canon, Alternate Universe, Ficlet, Angst, Inspired by Music, SHIELD Agent Hope Van Dyne, Bisexual Hope Van Dyne, Hope Van Dyne Needs A Hug, Break Up, Lies, self-sabotage, Character Study Summary: Hope learned one thing very early: everyone important leaves her.

Why should Maria be any different?

(For @marvelfemslashweek)

[cerealbishh]

"Maria and Rhett knew each other way back when, they went to high school together. (...)Yeah, I think the spark is immediate because I think they maybe, secretly, always wanted to be together."

"I think that it's one of those relationships that never happened and never was but it was almost. And, I think, spending so much time apart, one can tend to fantasize what could be. (...) All of that ease of them seeing each other again is right there and it's almost as if they never left each other's side." - Isa and Lew on Maria and Rhett in an interview with Down and Nerdy(x)

"I also love that I get to tell a story about love in this really crazy, scary world(...) and we really want to root for them!" - Isa in an interview with SciFi Vision(x)

[catfox1310]

Humanity's Hope AU: The Magical Girls

So I haven't really expanded upon this AU in a while, so I figured I should.

This is, of course, a sequel to the last post, I highly recommend people to read it as it is a basic introduction to the AU.

This post meanwhile will introduce you to all seven magical girls that were chosen by Tikal to defeat Dr Ivo Robotnik. All of whom happen to be various human girls (Well, mostly human) from the Sonic franchise.

Without further ado, here they all are:

#1: Maria Robotnik

Our main protagonist in this AU. 50 years ago, she used to be a termally-ill girl living on the Space Colony ARK before Tikal chose her to become a magical girl, now she's cured, in a different time period, and is determined to protect humanity from her evil cousin.

The Knuckles Clan knows her better as "The Angel From The Stars" due to her depiction on an aincent murial on Angel Island. Funny enough, Maria's grandfather, Gerald Robotnik, never noticed the similarites on said murial when he visited the island for research purposes.

Her companion is, of course, Shadow The Hedgehog, his creation was assisted by Tikal in this universe, though his design is mostly the same as his canon counterpart. (This means that the Black Arms don't exist in this AU)

#2: Hope Kintobor

Maria's first cousin once removed who comes from a future where Eggman took over the world, after realizing the truth behind what had really happened to Earth, she became scared. Luckly, Tikal came and gave her a chance to set things right. Thus, she was sent back in time to stop Ivo.

She encountered Maria shortly after she was sent back in time, and is heavily featured in this AU's version of Sonic 2, where she teamed up with Maria when their new friend, Miles "Tails" Prower, was capured by Eggman.

Her companion is Amy Rose, who first encountered Maria in this AU's version of Sonic CD. Since Hope needed a companion, she decided to become one.

#3: Sara

The daughter of the President of the Land of the Sky, while this feisty catgirl may not seem like the ideal choice for a magical girl. Tikal knows that deep down, she's secretly a kind person. And she truly shows it to her fellow magical girls. Other than that, she's also quite powerful in her magical girl form.

Her companion is Knuckles The Edichna, Knuckles doesn't need to guard the Master Emerald since Eggman already stole it in this AU. Much like his OVA counterpart, he's a friendly individual, especially to Maria since he knows about the Angel Island murial.

#4 and #5: Helen and Frances

A parapalegic girl and an adventurous girl who are classmates at Station Square Elementary School. And apart of a friend group consisting of them, Chris Thorndyke, and Danny.

Maria, who enrolled into Station Square Elementary in order to avoid suspicion and to gain knowlege about Earth in the present day, ended up being befriended by the two girls.

At first, Maria had no idea that they were magical girls just like her. But when Eggman attacked the school, Helen and Frances revealed their magical girl selves. In fact, the reason why they befrended her was because they knew Maria was a magical girl. (Tikal told them that)

One notible thing about Helen's magical girl form is that she is able to stand and walk perfectly fine, though it reverts once she turns back to normal.

Their companions are the blue hedgehog and twin-tailed fox duo themselves, Sonic and Tails. It's worth mentioning that both of them idolize Maria and wish to be just as cool as she is.

#6: Princess Elise The Third

The current ruler of Soleanna. Tikal gave her a Blast Processor wand when she was 7. However, while testing out her powers with her father, The Duke of Soleanna, an accident had occured, killing her father and causing her immense greif. Because of this, she would become afraid of her own powers, and never use them again.

However, all of this would change when she was 17, Maria would visit Soleanna and encounter the princess. Maria knew that something was troubling her and wanted to help her. After Elise talked to Maria about her fear, Maria wanted to assure the princess that she doesn't need to be afraid and that she can use her powers for good.

It just so happens that Eggman was planning to attack Soleanna because Elise had a chaos emerald in her possession. Now it was time to prove Maria was right.

Elise's companion is Silver, who took the princess under his wing after the accident ten years ago. He also knows about Eggman's quest for world domination, since he came from the same future that Hope was from, they never met during that time though.

#7: Sage Robotnik

A humanoid AI girl, originally created by Dr Eggman in an attempt to create a "Maria" of his own, she suddenly ended up going beyond her programming, and began to wonder what her pourpose and identitiy even were.

While wandering outside, she would encounter the magical girl group, she knew that they were the enemies of her father, but was suprised at how friendly they were to her. Everyone would then become shocked when Tikal chose her as the seventh magical girl, and Eggman had no idea about this.

This caused her to become even more conflicted about whose side she should be on. But she would make her final decision once Eggman caused destruction in Station Square.

Seeing how horrible her father really was, she finally had the objective she was searching for: Defeat Eggman and protect the world.

In this AU, Eggman created Sage a lot earlier than in canon, around the time this AU's events of Sonic Adventure took place. (And yes, Eggman is the one who destroys Station Square instead of Chaos)

Her companions are Mighty and Ray, for the same reason as Amy. This also makes her the only magical girl with two companions.

Bonus Magical Girl: Eggette

A mysterious girl who somewhat resembles a female Ivo, she's a Dark Magical Girl who is Maria's rival, and later Sage's rival as well. It's unknown what her goals are or if she's connected to Eggman at all, but Tikal knows that she didn't give her a wand.

Eggette pretty much has a similar role to Sonic 3 Knuckles in this AU.

Her companion is Fang the Sniper/Nack The Weasel, but sometimes Fang/Nack battles the girls on his own too.

Possible Shadow counterpart to Maria?

Since this AU will also adapt Sonic Adventure 2. It made me wonder if Maria should have a Shadow counterpart of her own to replace Shadow's role in the original game. Also acting as a Dark Magical Girl like Eggette.

I don't think it's entirely nessicary, since Sage is the closest thing Maria has to a 'Shadow' counterpart. And Eggette can fill the Sonic/Shadow "boss battles" in the OG as well. But It could still be done if people are interested in that idea.

And that's all I have for this. If anyone has any questions about the AU, or whatever else about it, let me know! I'd love to hear em.

[constantvariations]

For a show that's supposedly about female empowerment, it's odd how every major female character is heavily influenced by men

Women whose fighting styles are based on men: Ruby (Qrow), Yang (Tai), Cinder (Rhodes)

Women whose ideologies are based on men: Weiss (opposition to Jacques), Blake (same as Ghira)

Women whose stories are almost completely intertwined with men: Nora (personal arc was figuring out who she was without Ren), Pyrrha (almost every scene with her prior to V3 was with Jaune), Emerald (almost every scene prior to v8 was shared with Mercury), Salem (motivated by Ozma's death, cursed by idiot brothers)

If the writing cast reflected the character cast, we probably wouldn't have this problem

[mariatesstruther]

okay im just gonna post this and not tag tlou as to not contribute to publicizing tlou. because of @hypnotisedfireflies im thinking abt maria and tommy. im thinking im thinking im thinking IM THINKING

im thinking about maria and tommy having an argument late at night, maybe in their early days after a bootycall gone wrong. maria is huffing and puffing and reading this man to filth for some stupid shit he said or did or didn’t say or didn’t do. she’s putting her mountain of clothes back on as she argues with him, raising her voice when it threatens to waver. there are tears welling up right behind her eyes, so she doesn’t look back at him as she tells him to fuck off and stomps herself into her boots. she grabs the door handle, ready to rip it open so hard tommy’s sturdy work on it somehow gets fucked, but then—

“Maria, hold on—,”

“Hold on for what?”

“Would you just let me—,”

“No! I don’t want to let you do anything! Honestly, Tommy, I don’t want to hear you try to explain, or take shit back, or say shit to me—,”

“Well good!” he snaps finally, and his exasperation, his tone, makes her turn right around to blink at him. He’s never used that tone with her. “I don’t wanna fuckin’ say shit to you right now! But it’s two in the goddamn mornin’, sweetheart, so if you’re really stormin’ outta here, I’m walking’ you. Just wait.”

and god help her, she actually does—albeit, she spends a good seconds debating whether or not to deck tommy for calling her sweetheart while she’s mad. her hand stays on the doorknob he puts on his two layers of clothes and laces up his winter boots. she is reminded of her hate for wyoming winters.

they walk home in cold, bitter silence—but still, they choose to hold hands.

edit: also a gift and shoutout to @bumblepony who i really miss bad and keeps the tommy/maria ship afloat like no other as well

[junikicker]

sooo… been a while and i‘m not sure to what extend i‘m able to be back but i do want to try. i‘ve sorta been thinking about who i am going to continue to write about and who not so here we go. btw my requests are open so hit me with anything you got! please bear in mind tho that those are all wlw and sorta masc!reader more or less

who i‘ll for sure write for:

Jessica Chastain

Bellatrix Lestrange

Rebecca Welton

Lady Bellaston (i know that you loved the series and i‘m ready to give you more)

Nymphadora Tonks (new addition and i love her already)

Georgia Miller (love this woman with all my heart been a while since i last saw the show tho)

Maria Hill

who i‘ll maybe write for (again) -> depends on the request tbh:

Lady Gaga

Harley Quinn

Dana Fairbanks

Hope van Dyne

Natasha Romanoff

Hera Syndulla

Carina DeLuca

[bogartchive]

borderline vent/comfort art vs cute and silly doodle

source for 2nd pic:

and also i love the trope where someone's crush looks better / prettier from their point of view.... like