#scarlett johansson deserves better

[moonysreid]

nat deserved to be a mum so bad!!

#she deserved better #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha marvel #marvel #scarlett johansson #black widow

[simp-for-marvel-woman]

Can you believe that this goddess

Is with this thing

She deserves so much better

Like maybe her

#elizabeth olsen #gorgeous #stunning #beautiful #scarlett johansson #colin jost🤢🤮 #she deserves the world #she deserved better

[no1islost]

Scarlett Johansson having a Natasha Romanoff stan account on IG was not on my bingo card for 2023. But also, am I delusional for thinking that she is doing this as a way to hint they are bringing Nat back?!

#help #its 3am lol #i havent kept up with anything marvel #since MoM #but black widow would for sure bring me back! #natasha romanoff lives #black widow deserved better #natasha romanoff #black widow #scarlett johansson

[innerslumber]

I went to the Marvel: Universe of Super Heroes exhibit and wanted to share for anyone who has not seen it. I am under the impression that the installation changes from location to location so I wanted to show this snapshot in time. I fully admit to being biased in what I will post so if you want to see a particular character, please let me know! Apologies ahead of time for my crappy photo taking skills.

⚫️🔴⚫️🔴⚫️

Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)

My first thought when I saw Natasha's costume was "Oh gosh, this actually looks surprisingly comfortable but I wouldn't want to wear it in the heat of summer". Second thought was "Omg Natasha is teeny." 🤣🤣🤣 This is from the Black Widow movie.

I'm glad they moved away from the femme fatale role. But I still have beef with the way MCU treated Natasha's solo movie and her ending. 😭😭😭 And why is Yelena's name spelled wrong???

The first Black Widow solo story in 1970 by Jack Kirby.

They also had a whole board describing Natasha's connection to both Clint and Bucky so I took some close ups.

Oh wow, Natasha working with Daredevil is news to me! And now after googling, just found out Natasha and Matt were a couple! But wait...wouldn't Matt know every time Natasha lied? And she was also on and off with Clint and Bucky! Damn those lucky bastards! Give me a chance, Natasha! 😭😭😭

#natasha romanoff #black widow #scarlett johansson #Marvel: Universe of Super Heroes #mcu #marvel #clint barton #bucky barnes #matt murdock #Natasha deserved so much better from the MCU

[supernaturalcharlie11]

After watching MoM I felt inspired to revisit some of my other favorite MCU movies.

One of them, of course, being Black Widow.

And while I love this movie with all my heart, there is one things that has always bothered me. And that is the way Antonia alias Taskmaster was treated.

She barely said a word, there was no confrontation with Natasha whatsoever (regarding her almost killing her back when Antonia was a child) and the ending felt incredibly rushed to me.

So, I thought, why not make this into another scene rewrite! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! :)

This scenes takes places immediately after Natasha copied Dreykov's computer drive and tries to catch up with the others.

#black widow #natasha romanoff #yelena belova #scarlett johansson #florence pugh #Red Room #Dreykov #general dreykov #antonia dreykov #scene rewrite #not perfect but certainly with more character development than the movie #no shade #Antonia deserved better #That plot twist could have been incredible #anyway #my version of events #mcu #marvel mcu #marvel movies #phase 4 #but actually #phase 3

[jack-ackles]

i would consider black widow not a bad movie but:

▫️ i didn't wait more than a whole decade, 24 movies and death of natasha romanoff herself for a black widow movie only for mcu to put more focus on family drama where most of the screen space and character arcs was given to yelena or alexei and milena

▫️mcu movies didn't give us much details of black widow's life before the s.h.i.e.l.d (only hints) & poured it all on us in a single movie. [without making it about natasha and it looked more like they were laying base for yelena, alexei and melina's entry in the mcu than giving us a story ABOUT natasha]

▫️i seriously felt like there was so less of natasha in her own fucking movie. they could have given the family time of the romanoffs in a different movie or series, i end up feeling like there was so less of natasha (just like in other avenger movies) in her own movie

▫️the STUNTS? the stunts in the air were so poorly shot i'm sorry for example there is this shot where yelena and natasha are rescuing alexei and natasha is in the air hanging from the chopper it was so cool would've been so cool it they put more focus on scarlet/natasha instead of showing scenery from afar like whyyy would you do that it would've been such a great shot. the same happened in the final scene. they must hate black widow for just casually missing this great shot. mcu could've put all that big money in use.

sorry this is just a rant because i am so fucking disappointed with this movie as a natasha romanoff fan. this would be considered a good movie. and it is. if you weren't watching black widow since a decade and finally got a whole movie in her name only to see a family action drama.

to think they kept postponing this movie for so long😑

#natasha romanoff #you fucking deserved better #black widow #scarlett johansson #the avengers #movie review #kinda #i guess #meta #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #marvel

[jpmarvel90]

PR Relationship

Masterlist Scarlett Masterlist

Word Count: 3110

Relationship: Scarlett x Singer Reader

Summary: Y/n and Scarlett are in love with each other and have a secret relationship that only a select few know about. Things change when Y/n finds out that Scarlett may have her eyes on someone else.

(I do not own the rights to the lyrics, I just think this sounds fits the story perfectly. It’s Secret Love Song by Little Mix.)

Y/N’s POV:

For the last 3 months, I have been dating the beautiful Scarlett Johansson. However, as she hasn’t come out yet, it was a complete secret with only Lizzie Olsen knowing the truth. At first it didn’t bother me at all. It was exciting. The sneaking around was fun and trying to sneak dates and kisses without being caught was exhilarating. But the last couple of weeks have started to get tiring. If ever I stay over, she’s kicking me out at like 5am so I don’t get caught by the paps, we never travel anywhere together and I’ve lost count of the amount of times she’s totally changed her demeanour around me because someone has walked by us.

Don’t get me wrong, I completely understand that Scarlett is scared of coming out. I’ve already done that and it wasn’t easy. I would never push her to do anything she’s uncomfortable with. But it’s starting to hurt, it feels more like she’s hiding me rather than protecting herself. Thing is, I love her and I’m willing to wait for her. Which is the problem, I’m scared this might break me.

So here I am, 4:30 in the morning tiptoeing around her bedroom getting ready to sneak out. I don’t want to wake her, she’s been so busy at work she deserves a good rest. I throw on some sweatpants and a hoody whilst picking up my underwear from the floor after last night’s activities. I leave a gentle kiss on Scarlett’s forehead before slipping out of the house, unheard, into the early morning.

As I’m sat in my car I can feel the exhaustion seeping through my body. I had been spending most nights at Scar’s which meant I was only getting a few hours sleep and it was starting to catch up with me. I’ve got to be at the studio at 8am so I decide there is no point in heading home. Instead I make my way to the beach to watch the sunrise and go for a swim. There’s no better way to start my day. Well other than getting to sleep in my girlfriends arms past 5!

I get to the studio early and I start having all of these thoughts in my head which I start to collate and write down. Lyrics forming as I write. I’ve not felt this inspired for a long time

We keep behind closed doors

Every time I see you, I die a little more

Stolen moments that we steal as the curtain falls

It'll never be enough

It’s not until I start to pull the lyrics together that I realise how much this whole situation is hurting me. By the end of the day it’s all starting to come together, the quickest that I have ever written a song. My team love it and are already planning for me to sing it on Jimmy Kimmel. I push back though. It’s not fair to Scarlett to hear about my feelings through an interview. But writing the song has helped, I’m feeling better already.

As I get into the car I check my phone. I’ve not spoken with Scarlett all day. That’s not unusual as for us though. But a smile forms on my face when I see a message from her.

Scarlett:

Hey Babe, thanks for this morning. I really needed that sleep. I know you’re in the studio all day so can’t talk. I’m working late but perhaps you could come over tomorrow? Love you xx

Me:

Hey Scar, no problem, you need your sleep! Tomorrow would be great. Love you too xx

The next evening I’m sat on the sofa in Scarlett’s living room her legs draped over mine as we watch TV. She has her laptop resting on her legs finishing up the last bit of work before she’s done for the day. I’m just sat scrolling through my phone when I seeing articles popping up about Scarlett and her new partner. We’d been so careful to not been seen together in more than a friendly capacity. In fact, by the way we act in public you wouldn’t think we were that close as friends.

But then my heart stops, the articles aren’t referring to me but Chris Evans. What the fuck?! I can feel my heart beating faster like it’s going to beat out of my chest. Then I click on one article, “Co-Stars Scarlett Johansson and Chris Evans spotting kissing on a dinner date.” A photo accompanying it. That was yesterday! I sit up with a jolt feeling like I was going to be sick. My God she’s cheating on me and she’s not even trying to hide it!

“Hey what’s wrong Babe, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Scarlett says concerned looking over her laptop to me. I try to speak but I can’t form words. I can see her starting to get worried as she puts her laptop down on the table and goes to put her arm on my back. I’m quick to pull away and just throw my phone in her direction. She looks at the screen and her eyes grow wide.

“Y/N this isn’t what it looks like, I swear. Please..” Running my hands through my hair I stand up not even able to sit next to her. “I mean it looks like you’ve got your tongue down Evans’ throat. Not sure what else it could look like Scarlett!” I say coldly trying so hard not to yell. “Is this why you hid me? Not wanting anyone to know. Am I the dirty little secret to keep until you have Evans?” Pacing round the room I can feel my chest get tighter and my breathing becoming erratic.

“NO! I’m not cheating on you Y/N, I love you!” “THEN WHAT IS THIS!” So much for not shouting. I can feel my heart breaking in two. “Please just let me explain. With the new Avengers movie coming out our teams thought it would be good PR if we got some rumours going about being in a relationship. We had lunch and dinner dates here and there making sure to look like a couple for the paparazzi. I promise you Y/N there is nothing going on.”

I immediately stop my pacing, turning to her in disbelief. “So you can’t tell anyone about me, but you’re happy to go along with a fake relationship for you movie. Great, good to know where I sit in your priorities. Did you even consider telling me, it’s weird but I would have understood? Instead I find out by finding a picture of you kissing!” I can’t stop the tears anymore, but I won’t let her see me sob.

“Y/N please…” Scarlett grabs my hands trying to get me to look at her. “I-I can’t do this anymore.” I whisper pulling my hands away. “Wait, what do you mean? Y/N?” she says in a scared tone. “I’ve spent the last 3 months doing everything you ever asked. I never pushed for you to do anything you were uncomfortable with, even if it was at a detriment to me. I was waiting for you to be happy in yourself that you could share us with the world. I have always put your first. I knew this could break me and it has. I need to put myself first this time as it’s evident you won’t.” Turning my back on her I grab my things and walk towards her door.

I can hear her running up behind me and she grabs my shoulders spinning me around. “No, you can’t go. I’m so sorry Y/N, I love you, please you can’t leave me. Don’t go we can work this out.” Looking in her eyes I can see the pain. Her cheeks are stained with tears. “We don’t need to work anything out Scar, you do. I just hope you find happiness one day without having to hide yourself way.” With that I walk out, my heart tearing from my chest. A part of me just wishing that one day she might be ready for this relationship as a whole.

Scarlett’s POV:

I had really fucked this up. I hadn’t slept for days and had shut myself away, calling in sick to work to avoid seeing anyone. I had never felt pain like this. Y/N was my world. I love her with all my heart. I had always intended to tell the everyone but it just felt too hard and she was so great at giving me time. But this PR relationship with Chris was by far the biggest mistake I’ve ever made. This isn’t me, I don’t intentionally hurt people but it feels like I did with Y/N.

Whilst in my cave of self-pity and depression I hear banging on the door. Dragging myself up I find an angry Lizzie stood there with her Wanda head tilt. Shit that’s terrifying! “What the fuck Scar?!” She huffs pushing herself into my house. “Well hello to you too Lizzie” I half chuckle. “You broke her when all she has ever done is put your first. I warned you that you needed to be honest with yourself or you’ll lose her.” She’s angry but her tone softens when she sees the state I’m in. “Geeze Scar when was the last time you slept?” She said pulling me in for a hug. “I can’t sleep without her.” I whisper tears starting to form in my eyes.

We move to the sofa and she takes my hands in hers. “From what I hear, Y/N didn’t get much sleep with you. Staying up til God knows when with you then being kicked out at 5am. Did you not notice how tired she’d been?” I just shake my head in shame. “I’ve screwed up Lizzie and I don’t know how to get her back. I’ve told my team I won’t go ahead with the fake relationship anymore but I know I need to do so much more than that to show her I’m in this for the long run.” I don’t dare even speak that I’m terrified that I’ve lost her forever, in fear that speaking it will make it true.

“Scarlett, you need to decide what scares you the most. Coming out and fearing people will see you differently, or losing Y/N, the woman you are madly in love with, for good. Just don’t take too long in making that decision or it could be too late.” She pulls me into a hug and we lie together on the sofa. “I miss her Lizzie” I sniffle. “Well, she’s performing on Jimmy Kimmel. How about we watch that?” I nod and she grabs the remote switching over to her performance.

Y/N’s Performance:

Jimmy: Performing her latest single, please welcome to the stage, Y/N Y/L/N!

The lights dim with a sole spotlight shining on Y/N who is sat at a piano. She starts to play as the notes ring out through the studio.

We keep behind closed doors

Every time I see you, I die a little more

Stolen moments that we steal as the curtain falls

It'll never be enough

As you drive me to my house

I can't stop these silent tears from rolling down

You and I both have to hide

On the outside where I can't be yours and you

Can't be mine

But I know this

We got a love that is homeless

Why can't I hold you in the street?

Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't it be like that?

'Cause I'm yours

Why can't I say that I'm in love?

I wanna shout it from the rooftops

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't it be like that?

'Cause I'm yours

It's obvious you're meant for me

Every piece of you, it just fits perfectly

Every second, every thought, I'm in so deep

But I'll never show it on my face

But we know this, we got a love that is homeless

Why can't you hold me in the street?

Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't we be like that?

'Cause I'm yours

Why can't I say that I'm in love?

I wanna shout it from the rooftops

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't we be like that?

'Cause I'm yours

I don't wanna live love this way

I don't wanna hide us away

I wonder if it ever will change

I'm living for that day

Someday

When you hold me in the street

And you kiss me on the dance floor

I wish that we could be like that

Why can't we be like that

'Cause I'm yours, I'm yours

Oh, why can't you hold me in the street?

Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't it be like that?

'Cause I'm yours

Why can't I say that I'm in love?

I wanna shout it from the rooftops

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't we be like that?

'Cause I'm yours

Why can't we be like that

Wish we could be like that

The lights faded as the camera zoomed in close enough to see that Y/N was crying before the stage went dark and the audience erupt in applause.

Scarlett’s POV:

Lizzie and I just sat there in silence. I could hear the pain in her voice and it hurt me to know that it was me that caused it. I was pulled out of my trance by Lizzie squeezing me into a tight hug whispering in my ear. “If this didn’t help you decide then I don’t know what will.” She was right, the only person who I care about is Y/N. I’m not scared anymore. I’m going to win her back.

I’m up all night with Lizzie working a way out that I can come out and show my love for Y/N. An Instagram post didn’t seem like enough and a press release was too impersonal. It needed to be something special, and that’s when Lizzie came up with a risky but perfect plan. I just hope that she could forgive me and we can start out lives together a fresh.

Timeskip

It was a week later and here I am sat in the back of Y/N’s limo. She just doesn’t know it. It’s the night of the Grammy’s and Y/N is up for an award. I’m so proud of her and it’s time to show her that she is my number one priority. Lizzie’s grand plan so far had worked. We spoke with Y/N’s team and I explained the whole situation. Her manager was surprisingly nice about and said that it explained a lot about her behaviour recently. She had agreed to arrange a secret plus one for Y/N. I would wait in her car to surprise to walk down the red carpet with her, as her girlfriend. I just hoped she wouldn’t kick me out on the curb.

My heart rate starts to pick up as I hear her talking as she walk towards the car. God I’ve missed that voice. The car door opens and she gets in letting out a slight sigh as she sits. It takes her a moment before she notices me sat there with a nervous smile on my face and she jumps “Jesus Scar, you scared the shit out of me.” We both let out an awkward chuckle. “What are you doing here?” She asks not quite able to maintain the eye contact. This is it, the moment I win my girl back.

I put my finger under her chin and lift it so she’s looking at me. My God she is breathtakingly beautiful! I then take both of her hands in mine taking a deep breath “Y/N. Since the day I met you, I knew I was going to fall madly in love with you. Every day I spent with you I fell more and more in love. No one has ever made me as happy as you do. I know it’s only been 3 months but I know you are the women I want to spend the rest of my life with. I screwed up, I know I can’t take that back. I was so paralysed with fear about coming out and people’s reaction to it, that I didn’t think about you and our relationship. I just let you carry on making the sacrifices for me. But today that changes. I love you with all my heart and I’m not prepared to lose you again. I am so fucking proud of what you have achieve this last year. You deserve everything you are going to get tonight. And…. If you’ll have me… I want to be there for you every step of the way. No more hiding. I want to walk down that red carpet on your arm as your proud girlfriend. And then I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you.”

There is a long silence as her eyes flicker between my own trying to get a read of me. I hope she can see how sincere I’m being, that I mean every word that I’m saying. “Don’t hurt me again. I don’t think I can survive if you do.” She whispers. The biggest smile appears on my face as I reach up and put my hand to her cheek wiping away the stray tear. “I promise I won’t. Can I kiss you?” I ask. “You never have to ask Scar.” And with that I pull her into a passionate kiss. I have missed her lips connecting with mine. It makes me feel complete. “You look absolutely beautiful Y/N. I’m so glad I get to call you mine.” She laughs and pulls me in for another soft kiss.

As we pull up to the venue Y/N grabs my hand. “Are you sure Scar? I don’t want you to do something you’re going to regret.” I look at her and smile. “The only regret I have is not telling the world how much I love you sooner. Let’s do this.” The fear is gone, I’m only excited now. As the door to the limo opens, I see the start of our new life together.  

[gayerthanevertbh]

audacity

pairings: toxic!scarlett johansson x reader

warnings: scarlett being an ass, angst. just angst. there ain’t no happy ending. 

notes: just thoughts lol enjoy! x

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“Come in.”

Scarlett gave me a short nod and walked to the living room before I did. She sat down on the chair and removed her coat, showing off her muscled arms as well as she fainted tattoo I still don’t understand why she had to remove it. She tightens up her ponytail before whispering under her breath, “Who’s he?”

“Who’s what?” I asked, dumbfounded.

She didn’t even give me a kiss.

“The boy on your Instagram… story? I don’t know,” she lets out a frustrated sigh, pinching down her nose bridge. “Who is he? Is he a friend? What–”

“How can you see my Instagram story?” it’s not like I was hiding anything from her, I was just surprised that she could see what was going on throughout my life on social media. “I don’t understand–”

“Are you that stupid?” she stands up, putting both of her hands on her hips, I could see her nose flaring with pure anger. This wasn’t just pure jealousy, it was showing possessiveness. It stung. “I have an Instagram account! Not officially, but I can see what you’re doing there!”

“Scarlett, he’s nothing. He’s just a friend from school,” I said, mellowing down on the situation. “Please, can we not fight tonight? I haven’t seen you since last month.”

“We aren’t avoiding this conversation.”

“I’m not saying we are,” I sighed through my mouth. “But you have to understand that Zack is nothing but my friend. Do you even trust me?”

Scarlett scoffs, then laughs as if something is funny. And for me, I felt embarrassed by what was going on. Even though we weren’t in public, I felt humiliated; unworthy of her trust. She yelled, “You’re fucking cheating on me!”

It’s the mere fact that she has the audacity to say I’m a cheater when she’s still married to her husband and won’t admit her love for me. This is what gets me thinking, did I even deserve this kind of treatment from her? This doesn’t occur a lot, but it’s been hurting my heart as if there are thousands of knives shoving right through my chest. I tried to speak, but nothing came out. I could feel tears streaming down from my eyes, I wanted to speak out.

“I… I–”

She shows me a picture of Zack holding me by the shoulder, and grins as if he won the prize. The photo was innocent; we weren’t sharing a sexual glance or a fishy smell where you can assume that I’m in love with him. How would I? I’ve poured my heart out on her. And now she’s accusing me of cheating on her when she’s been doing the same to her husband.

The audacity.

“Y-You can’t say these things to me and pretend that you aren’t doing the same thing,” I whispered, feeling my voice crack – I feel utterly embarrassed for being too weak. “If I had a boyfriend or a girlfriend, so what? You’re acting as if you’re the saint here.”

Scarlett sighs angrily and tries to grab my wrist, but I quickly take a step back while my chest heaves. Everything hurts. Her words and her glare hurts me, it’s like I can’t escape any from it. I can hear her say, “You better shut the fuck up and tell me that you’re mine.”

“I can’t be truly yours when you’re married–”

“But we are married!” she shouts, finally bursting into tears. She points hard at her chest, reddening when she keeps poking her skin. “We–God, you and I are fucking married! I married you in bed!”

“That is out of love but not legal, Scarlett!” I shouted back, licking my dry lips. “You’re married to John legally, you and I got married in bed because we are so in love with each other! I’m not your actual wife.”

“Don’t fucking do this to me right now,” she whispers, holding her head down as her voice shakes; I could hear my heart crushing into pieces. “D-Don’t hurt me like this, please don’t… I’m sorry. Okay? I shouldn’t have yelled–”

“You said that I was stupid.”

She nods, whispering, “I didn’t mean it.” you meant it. “I was just angry, I’m sorry. I’m so fucking–”

“I think we should break up.”

Her head lifts up, tears evident in her eyes, and I watch her as she shakes her head relentlessly. Muttering out: “No… no you can’t say that. We’re meant to be together.”

“If we are meant to be together, then let time choose itself. Right now, I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t–” I take a deep breath as I looked down at my right finger, almost regretting what I said when I saw the silver ring on my left finger that she gave me that night. It’s simple but means so much more than anything else in this world. She quickly cups my hand as she raises my palm, kissing the inside of it – I could feel my heart beat again.

“Don’t leave me.”

“You’re hurting me right now.”

“I’ll divorce him.”

“You’ve said that multiple times,” I chuckled, wiping my tears away with my other hand. Scarlett shakes her head and touches my left cheek, pulling us closer. But I needed the distance, I needed to stay away from her. “Scarlett, don’t do this–”

“I love you, Mrs. Johansson.”

“We aren’t married.”

The name Mrs. Johansson prickles my heart too well.

She lets out a whimper, a defeated whimper. She knew that there was no escape from this, that this was bound to happen and she just had to accept it. Without me, she wouldn’t survive. How could she? I was the only girl that made her happy for two years. If she lets this go now, she’ll never recover. She needs me.

She needs you.

I took off the ring on my finger and opened her right hand, closing her fingers as I sobbed out, “Take care of him, okay? Don’t ever hurt someone like this again.”

“I can’t live without you,” she whispers, not trying to control her tears anymore. When I tried turning around, she hugged me tightly in her arms – I almost assumed I’ve lost my breath. She nuzzles her head into my neck, chanting, “I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you…”

But she had no choice; I had to go either way. And if “destiny” let’s say happens, then I know I’ll be hers all over again. I simply removed her wrists around my waist and asked her kindly to get out.

It took a while for her to register that it was over until she gave a defeated sad smile and left, screaming outside for eternity.

i love tasha bear esp when she looks like from “marriage story”, “we bought a zoo”, and “rough night”. I NEED TASHA BEAR.

#scarlett johansson x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #scarlett johansson angst #natasha angst #black widow x reader #scarlett johansson x you #a's oneshots!

[zmxchs]

My Family

Chris Evans Instagram Story

Pt.1

Warnings: Fluff, anger, press hate, stupid in love, Chris Evans. Reader is Scarlett Johansson younger sister, 6 year age gap (reader-35, Chris-41)

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Chrisevansupdates: Chris was spot off set from any ongoing projects sharing a kiss with a mystery women. Is this is new girlfriend? A public stunt?

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Chrisfan1: He looks so good when he's kissing oml

Chrisismine: This better be a public stunt, cause thats my man

↳ Chrisfan3: @chrisismine girl no you just sound stupid ngl

y/nJfan: Tbh that kinda looks like y/n

↳ y/nfan3: Yea it kinda does

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YnJohanssonfeed: Does yn have a new partner? *From her snapchat story*

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ynJfan: Ooo I hope she does, she deserves someone

Ynfan: If she does I hope he or she treats her right.

↳ ynfan3: Preach girly

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YnJohansson: New project alert?

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ScatlettJ: Good luck sis

RDJ: Love seeing you sprout away from MCU and Disney kiddo

↳ YnJohansson: Thank you RDJ, you will forever be my tv dad

CandiceKing: Thats my girl

↳ YnJohansson: Love you C

ChrisEvans: Secert project, love it ;)

↳ YnJohansson: ;)

YnJfan: Anyone else seeing Chris and Yn's comments?!

↳ynfan3: Yup seeing it and screaming

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ChrisEvans: First day on Ghosted set. Coming soon!

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RDJ: Go get it Capt

ScarlettJ: Cant wait

Chrisevansfan1: Counting down from now

YnJfan: Is that the same chair in yn's post?

↳ ChrisFan1: i think it is

↳ Celebfans: ARE THEY WORKING TOGETHER?!

YnAndChrisFans: The duo is back together??

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YnJohansson: My love.

~ We will be keeping our relationship privite for a little while, so I hope you all understand~

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RDJ: Cuties

ScarlettJ: Y'all they rlly are keeping it a secert cause i dont even know.

CandiceKing: Ah yall look so cute.

YnFan: This is too cute

YnFan2: Love this

YnFan3: Cant wait for the reveal

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ChrisEvans: In the studio with my girl

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RDJ: How were you able to pull a singer Capt?

SebStan: I hope you aren't singing, your horrible at it

↳ ChrisEvans: Shut Up Stan

ChrisFan1: New girlfriend alert?!

ChrisFan2: Him and Yn posted relationship alerts on the same day.

↳ YnAndChrisFan: Maybe they are dating. I really hope so.

#zmxchs #Zmxchs Fame Masterlist #chris evans characters #chris evans one shot #chris evans x reader #Chris evans #chris evans instagram #chris evans x y/n #chris evans series

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Brie Larson is one of the most unproblematic people to work for Marvel, and it sucks that people shit on her for simply talking about diversity in films.

Also, remember how people were comparing her ass to Tom Holland's and using it as an excuse to shit on her all because they thought her ass was flat? That woman has done nothing wrong, but people like to nitpick at her for the dumbest reason.

There are actual problematic Marvel actors like Chris Pratt, Elizabeth Olsen, Scarlett Johansson, Benedict Cumberbatch, Johnathan Majors, and Evangeline Lily (there's probably more problematic Marvel actors that I don't know about). These people actually have done things that deserve to be called out on. But y'all choose to complain about an unproblematic actress all because she's a feminist and for calling out how underrepresented marginalized people are in Hollywood.

It's almost 2024. We need to start treating Brie Larson and marginalized Marvel actors much better. We don't need it to be Star Wars Fandom 2.0.

#marvel #marvel cinematic universe #brie larson #anti brie larson hate #anti chris pratt #anti elizabeth olsen #anti benedict cumberbatch #anti scarlett johansson #anti johnathan majors #anti evangeline lily

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A Chance Encounter: Unwanted Attention

Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Scarlett Johansson x John Doe (Ex)

Jess Valdez(GN!OC) x Fem!Reader (Ex)

Battle of the Exes (Previous)

Warnings: Alcoholism, Biphobic Title, Heavy Grief, Messy Tabloids, Messy Ex.

Smut: Quickie—Thigh riding(R), Teasing.

The following morning you woke up with your head aching, and your phone nonstop pinging. Scarlett stayed the night, holding you close, and leaving you in the dark so that you'd sleep. The sheets beside you were crumpled, but still warm, your tired eyes flitted over to the clock, panic began to fill you as the time read 10am. Angie always woke up at 8am, and you're more than certain Scarlett is tending to her for you.

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Checking your phone next your eyes roam over the hundreds of notifications, something your used to as a social media manager, but never have you experienced it on your personal cell.

-50+ missed calls-

~ Y/N/N, long time no see, but wtf is this? *link* ~

•Jesus, Y/N, I know Jess messed up, but to move on so publicly before the signed paper's were even dry is messed up. My precious granddaughter deserves better than that!•

*Y/N, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen... Please call me back*

*I tried to stop it... They wouldn't listen, I did it when I was drunk and incredibly angry.*

You ignored Jess's pleas, and instead opened the text from one of your nosy neighbors, clicking the link and gasping at the site.

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Scarlett Johansson—Hollywood's Sweetheart: Went from Home Wrecked to Home Wrecker

Hollywood's Golden Girl: Scarlett Johansson, recently divorced from John Doe after finding he'd cheated on her with his assistant the entirety of her pregnancy, has found herself amidst a slurry of similar claims with a young online mogul—Y/N Y/L/N, who works behind the scenes of many internet brands.

Y/N Y/L/N, legally known as Valdez, is in the middle of a heartbreaking divorce herself, and it seems Scarlett couldn't wait to sink her teeth into the mess that was this young girls heart. It had appeared that Y/N, and Jess Valdez—her spouse, were headed towards a possible reconciliation until the actress shoved herself into the mix. Allegedly preying upon Y/N in her most vulnerable of times after the loss of her precious son—Joshua Valdez.

(Please enjoy this photo of my Josh ❤️)

The Valdez's lost their precious boy October 14th, 2019, in a tragic accident at his school. He died not to long after a fatal blow to his head, and it left the entire family, and their local community distraught. The tragic loss led to a mountain of problems for the couple to face, leading into their prolonged separation, and subsequent divorce.

Jess was heartbroken to say the least upon finding the divorce papers on their desk one morning, and to then see their wife moving on with another so quickly after had only made it that much harder to bare. Jess has made it clear that they're not absolutely innocent, and that they've made their share of mistakes, but none they deemed worthy of such occurrences.

Scarlett and Y/N have been seen out in public, engaging in what appears to be picture perfect familial outings, and Jess fears it's confusing their shared daughter to partake. Jess came to us at the Cosmopolitan with the first access into this heartbreaking story, with the pleas that all those involved in this story will come to their senses, and fulfill their roles.

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Scarlett Johansson's ex John Doe has shared his statement as well:

Last updated: December 20, 2021–8:03AM; more updates to come.

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Your heart rapidly pounded in your chest, reverberating off your ribs and traveling to every which place one can feel such a thing. The article was making you feel nauseous, the many intimate photos taken of you, and your current lover not even the worst of them, as some of them included the faces of the kids, the innocent little babies who are being mixed up into a fight that was only ever one sided.

Jess not only humiliated you through this article of misinformation, but they used the memory and image of your late son to do it.

Did they think this would win you over?

That their pathetic attempts at showcasing their heartbreak, the one they themselves caused with years of created distance, and the bouts of home wrecking they themselves partook in. As if anything they said was true.

Your body wracked with sobs, bitterness gnawing at your very being for ever giving them the chance at redemption, for believing that the love you once shared was strong enough to repair the initial friendship for the sake of your daughters peace.

Soft giggles just outside the door thankfully caught your attention, you dropped your phone, then skillfully wiped away the fallen tears just in time for your daughters bright form to come barreling in and into your bed.

"Mama!! Scarlett and I made you breakfast! She told me you were tired so we let you sleep in, and then she helped me make you waffles because they're your favorite—right mama?"

Scarlett saw the tear tracks, coupled with the upside down phone and her heart broke seeing that you'd seen one of the many articles she'd wanted to shield you from ever viewing.

"Oh angel, you're just so good to mama, thank you so much."

"Scarlett too!"

"Yes, Scarlett too, she's very good to mama. Thanks honey." You coo, hand gently running down your daughters back, while your sad eyes looked up to your lover, hopeful that she understands just how sorry you were.

Angie tightened her arms around your neck, nuzzling deep into your hold like she did every morning while Scarlett took the spot just before you, settling the tray to the side while trying to silently reassure you that it would all be okay, her hand gently taking your own, and stroking her thumb over the thin layer of skin.

"Angel, do you think you can do mama a favor?"

"Anything!" She mumbles into your shirt, and a ghost of a smile forms on your face at the tickling sensation.

"Can you go get your shower? We're going out today, and I can't have you stinking." You playfully request, feeling as she gasped against your shirt before pushing back from you.

"Mama! I do not stink!"

You giggled as she playfully crawled off of you and to both of your surprise she settled into Scarlett's lap, and the blonde was quick to accept the affection.

"Mama's being a meanie.."

"Oh sweet girl, I'm sorry your mama's being a meanie... I think you smell perfectly fine."

"Scarlett's my new favorite now!" She squeals, then turns to glare at you, causing you to nearly choke over the forkful of waffles.

"Go get your shower stinky." You tease, sticking your tongue out for good measure.

She huffs, but runs out of the room like the obedient little one she is, and as soon as the waters running so are your tears, and Scarlett scoots closer to pull you into her chest.

"It's going to be okay Y/N, I scheduled an interview for tomorrow night on Jimmy Fallon to sort all of this out, I'll clear your name honey; John released a statement on his socials, and in it he stuck up for us. Jess is going to look like a fool after this for hurting you, I promised you I'd protect you, and I clearly failed you here."

Your stomach twisted as she kept on talking, the blame she placed upon herself as if she'd had the control over Jess's impulsive nature.

"Scarlett, th-this isn't your fault, and I'm the one who should be sorry... They tarnished your name, your reputation, and they fucking took pictures of us and spread them, ones with the kids in them. I know how important that anonymity is to you, and I failed to see them. I'm so sorry... Please don't leave..."

"Oh pretty girl, my name has been tarnished many times, it's not hard to repair it when you learn from your mistakes, or in situations like this bring the actual truth to the forefront. As for the kids, it's just as if paparazzi got the shots, you're not the one who took them. Please, don't be silly, I'm not leaving, Jess thinking this would make me do so is hilarious, with all these games they play I'm still not sure they even understand what they lost with you. Four months with you and I know not to do anything to jeopardize this, this has been better than any relationship I've ever been in prior. You're innocent here, and that's final, actually neither of us should be sorry, only Jess."

"Th-they used Josh's image... They gave them a photo of him for some sympathy card, our fucking son as a pawn in their twisted game..."

"Not that I'm saying forgive them honey, but do remember that grief is truly a sick monster, somewhere in their broken mind they believed what they said. That I somehow preyed upon you, and please believe me when I say those magazines can be pretty manipulative too."

"It changes nothing Scar, they did this to hurt me, lied to a journal to manipulate me into forgiving them for the sake of repairing our irreparably broken family. To hurt you, when all you've done is show me the kindness they always failed to. You didn't take advantage of my grief, you swooped in and helped me to process it, you're ten times the partner they ever were, and I'll be damned to let them treat you so poorly."

"What are you doing honey?"

"Public statement time I guess, going to defend you, and myself before I get work emails from companies dropping me."

Scarlett sadly smiled your way, then both your attentions turned to the door, your daughter hurried over to you and cupped your face in her tiny hands.

"Mama, why are you crying? Did Scarlett be mean to you?" She asks, turning to glare her way in case, but you quickly reassure her.

"Oh no angel, just some grown up business made mama sad is all..."

"I'm sorry mama... Can you braid my hair?"

"I can do it." Scarlett offers, Angie's smile widens, and you sigh appreciatively at the help offered.

"The Black Widow braid?!" She squeals, and Scarlett returns her enthusiasm, guiding her over to your vanity to get to work while you formulate your Instagram post.

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*Can you answer the phone so we can talk? Can I please talk to Angie...? I'm so sorry...*

"Mama! Look, isn't my braid pretty?"

You look up from your phone to see your daughter perched upon Scarlett's hip, with her hair in a beautiful french braid to resemble the one Natasha wore in Endgame.

"It is so pretty baby, come here mama's beautiful angel."

You're quick to catch her in your arms as she jumps down from Scar's hold, squeezing her tightly before whispering something silly into her ear just to hear her sweet giggles.

"Hey, Deda want's to talk to you, do you want to call them right now?"

"Yes please!"

Though you refuse to talk to them, but you won't hold Jess's actions against your own daughter. After you handed her the phone you leave them to have their conversation. Making your way to the bathroom to get ready for the day you failed to notice Scarlett sneaking her way inside with you. She happily observed as you undressed, your sleep shorts and sports bra discarded, and once you were left in only your panties you felt her eyes on you.

"How you feeling honey?" She gently asks, strong arms wrapping around you from behind, chin settling atop your bare shoulder, and you looked up to see her eyes full of genuine concern, glazed over by traces of lust.

"A bit heartbroken but I've said my peace, and now I just wish to live out our Christmas break as planned together."

Scarlett pulled back with an obvious smirk, her hand on your hip was used to spin you around, and your squeals of surprise were muffled by her lips pressing firmly against yours. Planning to tease you she moves her lips against yours with ferocity, gripping your hips she holds you steady while placing her thigh beneath your thinly layered center, barely pulling back she whispers: "I'll make it better honey..." then with her tight hold on your hips she rolls your warm cunt against her bare thigh.

Her tongue slips into your mouth as you gasp at the dizzying feeling, she continues to swallow your moans while sliding you across her soft skin to build you up steadily. Never really stopping her ministrations, even when your lips struggle to keep up with her own. With a quick flex of her thigh she is rewarded with your strangled moans, and a slick drenched thigh.

"Fucking hell honey, you're so hot when you fall apart for me..."

She leans back in, continuing to kiss you softly, leaning your body back against the counter, her soft fingers trailing down from your hip to her own thigh, collecting your sticky arousal from her leg she then pulls back, lifting her fingers up into her mouth and moaning as your taste rolls across her tastebuds.

She slowly opens her blown out eyes to see you staring back at her through a glazed over set. Teasingly she bites her lip, leaning in for a bruising kiss that ends all too suddenly leading you to whimper as you chased her lips, she winks at you as she completely pulls back from your body and gives you a final look over.

"Sounds perfect to me love, now how about you take that shower so that we can dirty girl..." She muses, slipping out of the bathroom door just as fast as you came, chuckling maniacally as she leaves you a panting mess, surrounded by billows of steam, and mind foggy with need.

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When you reenter your room you find Scarlett holding a distraught Angie, then without a word she holds your phone up to you.

*Checking myself into rehab for my drinking... I told Angie that I'll be gone for awhile and that I'm sorry; I wanted to do the same for you but I know it won't mean much to you now. I promise to return to you a better coparent, I'll love you forever Y/N, even if you're no longer mine. I understand now just how much my actions truly led us to ruin...*

It's true what they say—when it rains, it pours. You hurriedly exit the room to call them, but it's to no avail as it goes straight to voicemail. Another set of attempts ends the same, and you realize you're now alone—and it fucking hurts. Which pisses you off even more because after everything they shouldn't have a hold on you. It's just that, no matter how bad it's gotten, with the missed weekends, and even now with this media fiasco you never truly felt alone.

Knowing that if you'd called in need they'd have shown up, but now that's not the case. They made a unilateral decision to abandon you, leaving you with your daughter without so much as a timeframe, and in a mess they made. To face the unforgiving world after dropping such a bombshell on your unsuspecting lives, but still, you feel a sort of happiness knowing that they are taking care of themselves for your daughter's sake.

No amount of distance, tragedy or separation could ever make you stop loving them either. They were your first love; the whirlwind college romance that followed you into your young adulthood, giving you the life you believed you could only ever dream of, but sadly that love didn't stand the test of time.

Playing the blame game as you will, in the end it gets you nowhere, so like it always goes, it's up to you to extend this final olive branch, they were always too prideful to do it themselves. Their current openness in going into rehab is a shocking feat, so if they won't answer the phone, you'll send them off with a cryptic post.

You remain in the hallways for a moments time, long enough to see your post receiving interactions; seeing that they liked the post is truly bittersweet, knowing that they're still on your side, but is also unable to face you truly pains you. That they'd been suffering all this time with such a devastating form of coping, and left you in the dark is enough to almost make you mad again, but you're too tired.

As you trudge your way upstairs your previous motivations for a fun day in the city are gone. Every step proves harder than the last, and the idea of a nap begins to consume your mind. Entering the room you notice Angie had the same idea because her soft snores are the first thing you hear.

"Can we just order takeout, and watch Christmas movies?"

Scarlett smiles up at you at the sound of your tired voice, pulling her gaze from staring at your daughters peaceful face that's lying against her chest, and your heart honestly skips a beat at the sight of your two favorite girls bonding so well.

You settle down beside her in the bed, guiding her face to yours by the way of your fingers on her chin; leaning your forehead to hers for some much needed comfort.

"How about you take over for our resident cuddle bug, and I'll pick up food on my way back here with the kids?"

Scarlett's fingers leave your daughters back in favor of cupping your cheek, slowly shifting to settle behind your neck to pull you forward and into her for a sweet kiss.

"Sounds perfect..." You whisper against her lips, then use gentle hands to move your napping daughter over to your own lap, settling into the mattress as the bed shifts without Scarlett's weight, and your eyes slowly close as your daughters warmth works to comfort you.

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"Y/N! Are you sure you got the kids?"

"Yes Scar, now hurry along so that you can come right back..."

"So clingy.." She teases, but her soft eyes betray her, and her lips gently pressing to yours seals the deal that she's on the same page here.

Scarlett walks out the door with shouted goodbyes, and you settle the household in preparation of her incoming live interview. Carson was playing in his jumper, the girls were upstairs listening to music, and you were preparing tonight's dinner when your phone ringing pulled your attention.

"Hello?"

"Y/N, it's Papa Valdez."

"Hey Henry, how can I help you?"

"Well, I'd like to apologize for my comments, I'd failed to realize Jess had started it, and as you know they've ended up in a six month program at New York's finest rehab center. They'd really kept all of us in the dark here..."

Carson's soft grunts travel into the kitchen, warning you of an incoming meltdown if you don't get to him shortly, so you move to end this already awkward phone call.

"Yeah, they sure did Henry. Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm currently tending to three kids and have no time for a long winded conversation, I could call you back later if that's what you need."

Henry's booming voice was quick to shush you, so you held the phone to your shoulder with your ear and began to make him a bottle, listening as best you could to the elder mans ramblings while also throwing the slow bake casserole on.

"Oh, no honey, I'll be quick here. I just wanted to apologize, and in doing so offer up mine, and Luisa's services. Jess was so worried about leaving you alone when I checked them in yesterday, but I reassured them you'd be fine. So, would us having Angie every third weekend of the month be okay?"

"Of course, Angie would really love that, thank you so much."

"You're always going to be family Y/N, this is just what you do for family, I'll be in touch later about Jess's rehab program."

"Thanks again Henry, I'll talk to you later."

As you hang up the phone you lift the tired baby out of his seat, his face rubbing against your shoulder in a pleading manner. Settling yourself into the recliner you click the tv onto the right channel, and get Carson comfortable, holding the bottle up for him to grab onto, but his tired eyes brimming with tears tells you he's beyond the point of self-service.

Once he latches onto the nipple you lightly brush some hair from his face, and begin to trace your fingers over the bridge of his nose to help him on his journey into nap time. Within the five minutes it takes for Jimmy to get through his introductions Carson's passed out, the loud pop of his lips relinquishing their hold on the bottle evidence of that, and your eyes shift to the screen at the sound of your lovers name.

"Scarlett Johansson! Long time no see my dearest friend." The host greets as Scarlett takes her space up besides his desk.

"Hey Jimmy, it sure has been awhile, and honestly I wish to have been here under better circumstances." She smoothly eases into the topic of the night.

"Yeah, I see that you're already off the market, that seems to have shocked the world a bit."

"To be fair here I was never really on it, I was freshly divorced, and had been in the bitter phase where I was ready to swear off love. Then I met Y/N, and turns out Riley had already been smitten with her, and then Carson had all but claimed her as his own at the park. I learned fairly quickly that it's incredibly hard not to fall for the woman, she's a charmer."

"This alleged controversy has labeled you a home wrecker, and I'd love to help you to dispel this if at all possible."

"Y/N and I bonded over a shared story of failed marriages, her story isn't mine to tell, but for rumors sake it's important to know she was completely single. Legally, emotionally, and physically she'd been on her own for six months by the time we had met. The honest truth is it was just a chance encounter that turned into something incredibly magical."

"I'm so happy to hear that Scarlett, finding love amidst immense adversary is definitely a blessing. Now, our time is running out, but I'm here to ask you a final question."

Scarlett nodded in silent agreement, her faith at an all time high with her long time friend.

"Do you have any understanding on as to why Jess took such a drastic approach here? Do we think that it could be tied into why they were seen checking into a rehabilitation center this morning?" Jimmy asks, though he hides it well you can still see his visible discomfort with the scripted question.

Scarlett's facade nearly crumbles as well, but as the A-list actress that she is she manages to pull it together, offering as passive an answer as one can give to the question at hand.

"Well Jimmy , I can't speak for Jess as it's truly not my place to do so, but I can offer my loose thoughts. Grief is never cut and dry, it's messy, it's painful, and in this case it's everlasting. The aforementioned party was going through a lot, and I hold no malicious judgement on how they handled themselves here. My only role in this situation is to protect Y/N from the world I chose to live in, and that she got thrown into. Hopefully everyone will respect the privacy we'd been able to maintain up until this point, and furthermore that the media will leave the children out of it."

"Beautifully said Scarlett, always the classiest, thank you for joining us tonight."

"Thank you again for having me Jimmy, and allowing me this opportunity to clear this up." She concludes with a perfected smile, and a wave to the off stage camera before the screen fades into infomercials that you quickly mute.

"Your mommy's a saint."  You sigh out to the unknowing infant, placing a kiss to his chubby cheek as you shift his slumped body into his playpen then moving to make yourself useful.

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Intentions mean nothing in the grand scheme of things when you're faced with the brutal consequences of another's actions anyways. Your posts calmed the bulk of Scarlett's fans, her interview calming the rest, but to your clear misfortune the media found you fascinating even after a months time.

The photos of you alone at the park on days where solitude was what you craved would be blasted across the different media outlets with varying claims, usually about how "sad" you were, when you were honestly anything but. Sure, you had your moments of sorrow, how could you not with the way the world had been treating you, and with your ex's predicament. Deep down though you were happy, your daughter was doing well, you had a girlfriend who doted over you, and her kids were slowly becoming extensions of you.

You quickly learned that nowhere was off limits to them, your daughters gymnastics class, your midnight runs to Taco Bell, it was as if they slept in an RV at the end of your street.

Going grocery shopping, something you'd always done with no problem has turned into a fashion runway with the photo shoot to boot. Every crease of your face as you surveyed the pasta sauces you potentially wanted was posted to the internet and intensely analyzed for false evidence of make believe problems.

Nothing either of you said, or did could seem to quell the tabloids, and their absurd claims, stories of all sorts being thrown together rather baselessly.

"Y/N Y/L/N—Abandoned? Manipulated? Insight into her truly tragic story. "

"Jess Valdez, Estranged Spouse of Y/N Y/L/N spotted checking into rehab—Abandoning the child that remains?"

"What Really Happened? An Insider Reveals to TMZ the Downfall of Y/N and Jess Valdez!"

"Will Y/N and Scarlett Johansson last?—Scarlett's Long History of Dating Men."

"Trouble in Paradise? Scarlett Johansson spotted getting lunch with Chris Evans."

The invasive, and absolutely offensive articles had honestly become the least of your worries. The whispers at your joint daughters school amongst the PTA moms was what really got to you, because their innocent kids were caught in the cross fire, and without ill intent they would put you on blast in the classrooms.

"Miss Y/N, you're not a bad mama, Angie even told me so. The TV's just silly..."

"Miss Y/N, what's a slut? My mom callded you that last night when she was on the phone."

"Miss Y/N, I think you should break up with the Black Widow, my dada says you aren't good enough for her."

Your sanity personified was merely a thread of mucked up floss. The only solace you found was in your lover, and your collective brood... The kids worked extra hard most days just to make you crack a smile, and Scarlett held you in her arms most nights as you sobbed, much like tonight.

"Honey, I think it's best you take some time off from the school aiding, this isn't healthy..." She gently suggests, heart absolutely breaking with every tear of yours that soaks through her shirt.

"I-I can't do that to them, they don't know any better, and so many of them depend on me... Like Julie, she needs me there to fend off the bullies, Joshua always did, so it's only fair I do. Then there's the Spencer twins, their mom is barely making ends meet as it is on her own, I help to keep them fed, and I also tutor them. Nathaniel, the sweetest kid alive, I let him talk my ear off every lunchtime because I know he struggles to make friends, and that his dad also has struggled to connect with him ever since Lily died last year. They all need me..."

"Oh sweetheart, you never told me just how much you actually do, but of course you do. You have such a big heart, it's one of your greatest assets, but right now it's a hinderance. There's absolutely no reason you have to keep breaking yourself to do it all. Take the next month off, I promise I'll take over for you."

"No, Scar you can't do that, it's not fair for—."

Scarlett presses her lips to yours in a silent request for you to give in, and for a brief moment you do, sighing against her lips, and allowing her the access to explore your mouth while her hands do a bit of their own exploring. When she has you where she wants you she finally pulls back, knowing she has the silence needed to convince you to take care of yourself.

"It's more than fair honey, you desperately deserve a break, and I have no current projects. So I'll take care of everyone, honestly my ear is open to any kid in need, they're so much better than adults anyways. Leave me a detailed list of everyone with their specific needs and I'll tend to them just as you do."

"I-I don't know Scar, it's a long list and I don't want you to resent me with the hefty workload that comes with volunteering as me."

"There's no reason you can't have this moment to breathe, because the last thing these kids need is to see their favorite person eventually crumbling in front of them. This isn't me asking you Y/N, this is me telling you as someone who cares about you beyond measurable reason that you need to step back. Please just think about it..."

You know she's right, so you chose to give up the fight, mumbling a quiet 'ok, I'll do it' before further melting into her and accepting exhaustions sweet embrace.

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After a long three months your story was finally old news, as some five other celebrity couples found themselves amidst horrible breakup's—a bit of Spring cleaning if you will; April showers brings May flowers the current mantra holding an entirely new meaning. Though you did hurt for them you couldn't help but to thank them within the same breath.

To many's total shock you'd yet to return to the aide position, and Scarlett hadn't minded, she was quite enjoying the break from Hollywood roles. Now that you could breathe again you were focused on finding a nice balance between your work, your relationship, and apparently you were meant to rebuild your broken family through rehab facilitated counseling that you'd obviously been reluctant to partake in.

Had it not been for your daughter you'd have said no, but Angie had been so excited to see her Deda that you found yourself feeling a bit excited for her yourself. Watching their tearful reunion brought tears to your eyes as well, and reaffirmed your decision to give it one last go. Jess had looked ready to hug you too, but after clearly battling within themselves they sided with a loose handshake that you met with an awkward smile before joining them in a session that was meant to establish goals / set clear boundaries for their release in three months.

•Monthly family events with partners also incorporated, IE: Bowling, Park, etc.•

•Never bring a fight to the internet again, and leave Angie unscathed by any arguments.•

•No showing up unannounced—No canceling last minute on your nights—No calling whenever you want.•

•Consistency, and a reevaluation of the current verbal custody agreement.•

•Learn to accept each other's future partners.•

Once a rough outline was set in place the man dismissed the both of you, but Jess was antsy when they saw you heading for the door.

"Y/N..."

Without a word you turned to them, allowing them the chance to say their peace so that you could leave, your daughter already gone as the family counselor took her to the front desk to pick a lollipop from the selection of dum-dums.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry.. I never in a million years thought we'd be where we are now, in this clinical setting, fighting to just be able to get along again. Nor that I'd have been stupid enough to run you off and into another's arms. Every decision I made led to catastrophe, and I hate so much that I allowed myself to treat you so poorly, you never deserved that. Truly, you were the woman of my dreams and I took you, and our family for granted..."

Again, you said nothing, because if you allowed yourself to respond you don't think you'd stop. The words you want to say would be fueled by unresolved pain that you yourself need to handle. They're in rehab, taking the steps to be better, and you're not going to tear them down. Instead, you offer them a sad smile, then begin to dig through your bag in search of something.

Eventually you find the envelope, ignoring their perplexed expression, and watching as they open it up. The contents spill onto the table, their breath hitches at the collection of items, then there body wracks with sobs at your gesture. A shaky hand holds the family photo close to their heart while the other opens up the folded paper to see a drawing Angie recently made of your family—Josh as an angel hovering above the three of you with a wide smile, and the bittersweet spacing between your bodies a clear reminder of the new normal.

"Thank you..." They whisper out, finger gently tracing over the laminated Squirtle Pokémon card, then shifting their broken gaze over to face you, and smiling sadly.

"I'm really proud of you Jess." You manage to force out over the lump in your throat, then you step out of the suffocating room, wiping your tears away before setting off to find your daughter.

As you rounded the corner a tiny body was quick to collide with yours.

"Mama!! Look! I got a bubblegum lollipop, then he said since I was so polite that I could get one for everyone at home. I got you a root-beer since it's your favorite, Ri-Ri a cotton candy, cherry for Scar, and I even got Carson one too. Is it time to go home yet?"

"You're so sweet, thank you, and yes—it's time to go home angel."

—

Upon entering Scarlett's house it was oddly quiet, then you heard a loud set of squeals, turning to the left to see the perpetrators bright green eyes on you, and hands clapping wildly.

"Ma-ma-ma..."

The innocent babbles warmed your heart, and you immediately moved to take the infant from his high chair, snuggling him close and placing kisses to the entirety of his chubby face. You failed to see the way your daughters face had dropped, but Scarlett could see the obvious meltdown arising. With quick hands she caught the teddy bear before it could startle the infant, and it was then that you caught on to the drastic mood drop.

"Angelina Marguerite Valdez! We don't throw things at the baby! Why did you do that?!"

"You're my mama! Not his!" She seethes, and your body freezes at the obvious anger, flashbacks of your fights with Jess plaguing your mind.

Carson immediately begins to wail at the heightened atmosphere, and your focused in on getting him to stop his crying, everything all of a sudden becoming overwhelming.

"Do you not want me anymore?" She whimpers in question, successful in shattering your heart, but before you could even respond she was up the stairs and a door was being slammed.

Scarlett stops you from running after her by embracing you and Carson in her strong arms.

"Hey, hey, honey calm down... Give her a few minutes to have her feelings, then go up there and help her through this. This was bound to happen sooner or later my sweets." Scarlett says, placing a kiss to your forehead, gently swaying your conjoined bodies until the babies settled in your hold.

After a painfully long twenty minutes you make your way up to your daughter, her loud sniffles seeping through the cracked door, and you peek in to see Riley sat in her bed holding her close. The blonde carbon copy of her mother notices you, her stare was hardened, but her tiny hand ushered you into the room.

"Angel..."

Angie's head lifts up from Riley's shoulder, eyes rimmed red, and lip uncontrollably trembling as she reaches out to you with a cry of your title, "Mama?"

"I'm here angel, mama's right here..." You coo, lifting her off of Riley's lap, her tiny body clings to you desperately, and you tighten your hold.

Riley lightly slaps your leg as she exits, and though she's mad at you it makes your heart happy to know just how protective of your daughter she is.

"Mama... I'm sowwy.." She cries, her lisp prominent in her saddened state, and your stomach twists with guilt as she just cries.

"Angel, it's okay... Can you please tell mama what really made you that mad?" You ask while taking a seat on her bed, honestly confused at her earlier outburst, because she's never been jealous of the kids at school who slip out a 'mama' every once in awhile.

"I'm scared." She says, body trembling like crazy in your hold.

"Scared of what my little love?"

"Josh's gone, now is Deda, and I just don't wanna lose you too. You're my mama..."

"Josh will always be in your heart my girl. Deda's not gone baby, they're just sick and getting help. Mama's not going anywhere! There's nothing to be scared of honey..."

"Is Carson my new brother then?"

"Well, not exactly, but maybe one day he could be... Would you want that? Is that okay?"

You and Scarlett are going on eight months now, and though neither of you are rushing to the altar it's definitely been a topic of delirious late night discussions. More so a topic of your own dreams, and if one was to ask Scarlett she'd confirm it's all she's really thought about since your first 'I love you's' were uttered.

"What if I forget him mama? What if I let Carson be my new brother and forget Josh?!"

Angie's sudden question brings you back to the moment, making you realize the real reason behind her outbursts, and your heart aches at the obvious guilt consuming your daughter.

"Oh you silly girl... I promise you'll never forget him, I'll make sure Josh's memory lasts on in you heart forever."

"Promise?" She whispers, pinky lifted in anticipation, "Promise!" you repeat, linking your pinky with her own and sealing it with a kiss, then proceeding to drop a plethora of kisses to her face until her cries fade into giggles, or more like pleads for you to stop.

"All better then?" You ask, and she nods against your shoulder before gasping.

"Wait, mama, if Carson's maybe going to be my brother, does that mean Riley will finally be my sister? Ooh. Will Scarlett be my mommy?"

"Slow down angel... I can't say yes to that yet, but I do hope the answer will be yes one day."

"Me too!" She shrieks, then hugs you tightly, and you cradle her tightly as you lift both of you up to head down for dinner.

Scarlett scurries down the stairs once she hears the door creaking open, she'd only even been up there to grab her phone off the charging dock in your room, but once she heard you ask if she'd be okay with Carson as her brother she felt drawn to find out the answers to the questions that resided in her heart.

As you entered the kitchen you settled Angie down, and the first thing she did was run over to hug Scarlett's legs while she was stood at the stove.

"Oh, careful there little one." Scarlett coos with a wide smile, effortlessly pulling your far too big girl up and settling her onto her hip.

The adorable interaction made you even more sure that she was it for you, and unbeknownst to you it was having the same effect on her.

—

That night you and Scarlett decided to read the kids a bedtime story together in Riley's room. Riley was on the top bunk, Angie on the bottom, and Carson was sat in your lap. Scarlett was acting out the silly story as you read it out, putting her training to good use, and the girls were absolutely eating it up.

The sounds of their giggles spurring on the one's of the toddlers in your lap. In the end the story was long forgotten when Scarlett had attempted a somersault in the tiny space in the name of show business, and you were laughing so hard you found yourself gasping for air.

Once the laughter died down, and Scarlett was confirmed okay you guys got around to tucking the girls in.

"Goodnight Mama... Goodnight Mommy."

Scarlett gasped, but quickly overcame the moment with a shakily whispered goodnight, while her hand sought out your own.

Following up with Carson you cradled him close as he only wanted you to, and Scarlett's smooth voice sang out a medley of lullabies until the one year old finally slumped within your hold. The both of you kissed his cheek at the same time, locking eyes as you do, then as you pulled away you shared a tender kiss right before settling him down for the night. 

"Goodnight Mama," she whispers once your backs hit the mattress, "Goodnight Mommy," you whisper in return, somehow nuzzling your face deeper into her neck.

——

Scarlett hurriedly entered the strikingly white building, heart slamming against her rib cage as what she's doing here finally becomes real, her whole body stilling at the sight of the person sat at the table waiting for her arrival.

"I'd wondered when you'd finally visit me, figured you had to wait until the press died down, but wowza it's been a minute..."

Scarlett rolls her eyes as she moves across the room, hesitantly taking the seat across from your ex, and sending over a pointed glare so they know she means business to which they smirk and throw their hands up in mock surrender. 

"Listen, I'm just pulling your chain here, what is it can I do for you Scarlett?"

Scarlett's hands reflexively wrung out a few times as she prepared herself to say what she came here to, Jess's cocky facade falling as they deduce what's coming, skin crawling with an unhappy anticipation, and their stomach drops once she finally says her truth.

"I want to marry Y/N, and I've come here in the hopes of receiving your blessing."

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7,193 Words

4/5

I went crazy with this one my dudes.

❤️ Kaitlyn 🤪

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[goldenempyrean]

Empyrean’s Advent: Day 7

Prompt: “Come on, lets get a bath running for you.”

Pairing: Scarlett Johansson x Sick Reader

Wordcount: 806

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(FYI: theres a tiny lil bit of hinted angst at the start)

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Scarlett had been stood anxiously waiting at the doorstep to your house when finally came back home late that night.

“Im sorry.” She kept her voice low as she wrapped her arm around your waist, letting you lean against her as she brought you inside, “We shouldn’t have fought.”

“It’s not your fault.” You sniffled, shivering beneath the soaking wet clothes which stuck uncomfortably to your skin, “That fight, I-“ You stopped, your teeth chattering as you tried to find the right words.

You and Scarlett never argued and if you did, they had never escalated to that level before. One minute you were having a light heart to heart which had gone being getting a little heated to a full blown insult-hurling argument. To make things worst, you weren’t even exactly sure what you were even arguing about. All you knew was that you were livid. You both were.

You had never once stormed out of the house before that moment either. But at the time, it was all you could think to do, you didn’t care about the dark storm clouds overhead with drenched the ground with their icy rain. You hadn’t even bothered to stop to grab your coat before you marching out the house with little more then your leggings and a thin tshirt to keep you warm.

Whatever. It didn’t even matter now. It was stupid, the whole thing was stupid and the pair of you had already spilled far too many tears over it. You just needed some time and space to think, you both needed it. Atleast your time away had allowed you both to calm down and process your feelings, even if it had meant one of you processing your feelings while out in the pouring rain.

“I shouldn’t have ran off,” Your voice broke off, “You didn’t deserve that, Im sorry.”

Your sniffles continued as Scarlett lead you to the bedroom, sitting you down on a small armchair in the corner of the room, “You’re soaked to the core Y/N.” She muttered worriedly seeing how your body shuddered beneath her tough, “We cant have that, come on, lets get a bath running for you.”

You could feel Scarlett eyes looking over you and the worry behind them clear. You turned away from her feeling guilt welling up from your stomach, “Why are you being so nice to me?”

Scarlett looked at you in confusion, it was like she didn’t understand what you were saying, “What do you mean? Im not just ‘being nice’, I love you Y/N, that will never change. We just had one stupid argument that I don’t even care about anymore. Im not mad about that or even the fact that you ran out, I know you process your thoughts better when your alone but seriously, running off into torrential rain isn’t acceptable, is it?.”

“No.”

“You didn’t even take a coat with you. I mean have you seen that rain out there?” Scarlett sighed as ahe sat down on the arm of the chair, taking a deep breath to cool herself down, “Im sorry, God I love you so much, I just hate it when you do irresponsible things.”

“I love you too, Im really sorry too.” You sniffled and sank into Scarlett’s hold when she leaned over and wrapped her loving arms around you. It was as is the night’s previous events just slipped away in those seconds, something about her protective grasp made you wish the tender moment would last forever.

You would’ve been content to hold onto to her like that for the rest of the night, not moving an inch, neither of you caring about how the wetness of your drenched shirt began to slowly seep into Scarlett’s. However it seemed your body had other plans in mind.

“Hh’itshhiew! Hh-tshhiew!” Your nose pricked suddenly and you had to suddenly pull away from Scarlett, not wanting to sneeze against her, “S’cuse, sorry”

“Bless you, theres no need to apologise though darling.” Scarlett said as she ran her hand through your dripping hair, “We do need to get you warmed up though, I don’t want you catching a cold.”

“Nobody gets sick from being out in the cold that’s just a old wives tale.” You said dismissively, trying to wave off her concerns.

Scarlett only shook her head and disappeared into the bathroom for a moment before remerging a second or so later, “Baths ready, you gonna be okay?” She asked as she watched you take off your shirt, taking notice of the goosebumps which ran down your arms.

You finished getting unchanged and stood up, planting a small kiss on Scarlett lips, “I’ll be okay, now more importantly, are you going to be joining me?” You asked as a slight smirk pulled at your lips.

“Only if you ask nicely.”

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[cleabellanov]

A movie concept:

BLACK WIDOW II: into the winter mist

There is only one Black Widow movie, and although I know the feelings about it are mixed, I personally really enjoyed it: seeing more of Natasha with bits of her past and the Red Room.

But it could've been more, and, don't mind me if I say, we deserved to see more.

(Well, not taking into account all the factors it would take to make this movie, like finances, date of release...only as a "concept" level)

In this movie, instead of going into future events, because...we can't ignore that the battle of Endgame happened, we go into the past. A much further away past than we're used to seeing in Marvel, who usually likes the future better (except we're not talking about time-travel. we see the actual past of Natasha Romanoff).

It starts, as it will end, with the Red Room. Young Natasha just got "recruited" into this establishment. She can't fight it: she's just a child, only 6 years old at that time. The year is 1990. As we already know from the Black Widow movie, she won't stay there for long...not the first time. She returns in 1995, with Yelena too this time. She knows how to fight it now. It's not enough.

The years pass, the training is rough. We need a lot of translated subtitles, because the actors speak in Russian. There are a few familiar faces, like Dreykov's, and a blue eyed blonde who might be Yelena, but otherwise it's all dark tones. Time passes quickly in the first part of the movie.

The life of an indoctrinated Red Room spy is so much tougher when you see the details. Parts of the missions are shown: the blood, the sweat and tears, the seductions...But they all do what they're trained to do as widows. Their ledger is "dripping, gushing red". Could saving a man no more virtuous than themselves change that?

We don't get to know. The Red Room's greatest weapon now comes in to train the widows: the Winter Soldier. Every widow had heard about him, about how he got his name because he fought in the Cold War, and was colder than the coldest winter they ever faced. And now, he's here. Training them.

There is nothing human about him. Bucky Barnes is seemingly completely lost, or far beyond saving from everything the Winter Soldier did. But Natasha: the human in her having a voice over the trained assassin, sees beyond all the layers of the weapon. And Bucky Barnes - James, by the name she discovered and didn't stop calling him by - is awakened again for the first time in decades.

A dangerous play starts between the two: one that, if you read a few comics, you're maybe familiar with. But it's a whole other thing to see it on screen.(Sebastian Stan and Scarlett Johansson would have great chemistry, you can't prove me wrong.) During training, missions: both in Russia and the whole Europe (because who would be paired with the soldier if not the most skilled of the widows?). We get to see them in action. In more ways than one.

They're good at keeping secrets, too. The success of their actions leaves little suspicios to anything else.

And they're more powerful together. Their bond is strenghtened by the trauma they both have in their history. Yes, a trauma bond is still a bond. And it's not even just that: they make it more, because it matters. It matters for two trained weapons-to-be to step out of line, and without trying to wipe out their villanous nature, to use it upon their own judgement.

Because that's what they've been plannig for a long time: stepping out of line. It didn't matter no one was able to break out from Russia's great lineage. They were gonna be the first.

The screen shows the time and space : Moscow, 2009. All we can hear is the hustling wind, as the scene cuts from the outside of the Red Room's Base (before it got moved into the air) to Bucky and Nat's holding hands. One more mission, then they go according to plan. They don't make promises, because they know it is difficult to keep them, but they make an unspeakable oath, and to hell with fate if it doesn't agree.

This "last mission" of Nat's as a red room agent is in Budapest. And she goes alone.

Where agent Clint Barton is supposed to kill her.

In her absence, however, James's weak composure is revealed. He hid it perfectly, for the a longest time yet, but it became clear once Natasha was gone that the Winter Soldier wasn't acting like a machine anymore. He even knew Captain America's full name. Steven Grant Rogers. He fought not to give it up, but didn't resist.

He didn't get to read Nat's little note, because she was smarter than to leave it in plain sight. But in a few years, Bucky was going to find the paper again. And remember, because that's what she out it there for.

In Budapest, the arrow doesn't follow its given course. Barton spares a life, causing so much more to happen in return. Because nothing is for nothing.

Natasha Romanoff doesn't go back. She figures out what happened to James the second she heares about his most recent kills. That's the last drop driving her to killing Dreykov...or thinking she did so. With the world believing him dead, she actually did the man a favor.

But neither her nor Barton have any idea of what will be happening right now. The credits start rolling right after Natasha speaks her line "I know what to do" with a vengeful look on her face. We know what happens afterwards. But this movie is set in the past, so the characters don't.

There is only one post credit.

"Good to see finally see you again". Bucky's voice, on a black screen.

We see the note in red ink again, on a table. The year is also shown, 2014 : during the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier.

"Can't blame a girl for being late". Natasha's voice.

And, at the end of the movie, written wtih the classical white on black:

Black Widow will return in "Black Widow III: Budapest".

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[no1islost]

Scarlett rocking the Infinity War Nat hairstyle is giving me life. 😭🙏🏻💕

#i just love her #and want to be her bestie #black widow lives #black widow #natasha romanoff #black widow deserved better #bring back natasha #scarlett johansson

[observeowl]

You belong to another world S.J

Scarlett Johansson x Reader

Summary: After a drunken night, R breaks up with Scarlett

Your POV Scarlett and I have been dating for about 3 years now. Things are going well but I am starting to feel I’m not good enough for her. Scarlett is an A-list actress and gets all the attention while I am just an office staff who works 9 to 5. I can’t afford the things she likes. I also don’t know what she sees in me. How can I dare to stand next to her? She deserves someone better than me. Someone who is worthy. 

My friend sent me home from the club and I am struggling to open the door with my keys. But before I managed to slot the keys in, someone opened the door for me. 

“Babe! I came back from work and you’re not here.” Scarlett hugged me and I didn’t return it. “Babe, are you okay? Are you drunk?” Scarlett noticed I was acting differently. 

Fuck it. 

“Let’s break up.” 

“What?” Scarlett lets go of me. “You’re joking right?” I can hear her voice shake. 

I feel bad but it had to be done. “I’m not. I’m serious.” I turned away from her and walked back to my house. It breaks my heart to see her break down. Perhaps somewhere in my brain I still had my reservations, that’s why I kept my house vacant. So that I always have a place to run back. Such a coward. 

Scarlett POV What just happened? Did I do something? Did she just leave? Why did she want to break up all of a sudden?

I was left standing there in shock as I watched her getting further and further away. I was so happy a moment ago and now it came crashing down. I dropped to my knees and as her back left my sight, realization started to set in that she was not coming back. Tears started falling down my face as I screamed in agony. Was these 3 years for nothing? 

The next day, I still had filming to be done so I picked myself up from bed and dragged my feet to set. It was a tough day on set since I couldn’t get into the mood. The schedules got delayed and things got pushed back because of me.  I feel bad but I’m not in the mood to do anything. My mind kept drifting to Y/N.

“Scarlett, are you okay? You seemed out of place today.” Chris (Evans) came to check on me during the break.

“Yup. Just tired.” I replied.

“Tired? Didn’t you go back early yesterday?”

“I stayed up late.” It wasn’t a lie. I couldn’t sleep after Y/N left. Even though when I travelled overseas and had to sleep without Y/N I was fine. It was different sleeping in a room that was filled with so many memories with her but without her presence. 

“The director is calling for us, let’s go.” 

After the shoot I decided to find Y/N, I wasn’t going to allow her to end things without an explanation. I went to her office but they told me she didn’t go to work today. I headed to the only other place I knew where she could be. I knocked on her door but there was no answer. I took the spare key and entered her house.

“Y/N?” No reply. I walked over to the kitchen and saw all the empty bottles of alcohol on the table and floor. Did she drink all of this in a day? I walked further in and saw her lying on the floor. 

“Oh my god! Y/N!” I got to my knees and shook her. She was pale and cold to the touch and unconscious. I picked her up and drove her to the hospital. Ugh, why did she have to drink so much alcohol? 

As soon as I arrived, the doctor took her and did a series of checks. After about half an hour, they finally came out to explain the situation.

“She had a mild onset of alcohol poisoning. Thank goodness you brought her in early. After flushing out the alcohol with some IV drip she should wake up no problem.” The doctor explained.

“Thank you so much.” I rushed into the room and saw her lying on the hospital bed. Her skin was so dry from the alcohol and I could even see the scratches on her arms. I don’t understand, she was the one who broke things up, why was she in this state?

Your POV I felt like someone was hammering a nail on my head as I woke up. The blinding light was not helping at all. I tried to speak but my voice was so hoarse due to my dry throat. Suddenly a glass of water came to my view and I turned around to look at the person, Scarlett?

“Scarlett?” I took the glass of water from her. “You were unconscious in your house.” 

I’m not going to lie, it’s nice seeing her again. But I remembered what I did. I broke up with her. “What are you doing here?”

“Why did you break up with me? I need a reason.”

“I don’t love you anymore. Simple as that.” I gave her an answer very easily.

“Then you have to give me back something you took from me.” I don’t understand what she means. What do I have that she wants? It’s more probable that I get things back from her since I was staying in her house. I don’t think that I have anything that is hers.

“You meant like the necklace and such? They should be in your house.”

“I meant my heart.” 

“Scarlett…” I sighed. 

“Why? Why? I don’t understand why you would break things up. I don’t believe you don’t love me anymore. It can’t just happen suddenly.” She stood up and started pacing the room.

“It didn’t. You and I aren’t meant to be together. You belong to another world. You belong to the world of light. I can’t give you the things you want. I can’t give you things you like. It would be boring with me… You should find someone who can give you everything.” I told her the truth.

“But you are what I want. You’re priceless. No amount of money can buy you. You make me happy, not the others. You don’t have to get me anything. I just want you.” Scarlett said very quickly. 

“YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW SCARY IT WAS WHEN YOU LEFT ME ALONE. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW SCARY IT WAS TO SEE YOU LYING DOWN UNCONSCIOUS.” She took a deep breath. “I thought I was going to lose you...” She let out a couple of tears.

“I’m sorry...” 

“Please don’t do this again. I love you too much to lose you.” I nodded. “Let’s go home shall we?” I nodded again. 

We got home with me using a wheelchair because I was still too weak to move around too much. As soon as Scarlett set me in the living room, she went to get me a glass of water to hydrate me. When she came back, she saw me with tears streaming down my face. “Y/N! Are you okay?” 

I looked up at her. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” I shook my head. 

Scarlett pulled me closer to her into a hug. “You’re here. You’re here. No one is leaving.” 

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[opencallcasting]

How #StarringJohnCho Changed Hollywood At a time where Hollywood was turning a blind eye to diversity, #StarringJohnCho challenged the notions of American casting. In 2017, Scarlett Johansson was cast as Motoko Kusanagi in Ghost in the Shell, igniting major uproar. “The original film is set in Japan, and the major cast members are Japanese. So why would the American remake star a white actress?” William Yu, the creator of the movement, started posting his #StarringJohnCho creations on Twitter. Soon, the internet ran with it. The hashtag is flooded with brilliantly photoshopped movie posters that made John Cho the star lead. From action films such as The Avengers, to rom-coms like 500 Days of Summer, the renditioned posters showcased a new perspective on casting and pointed out the fatal flaws of the industry. From internet meme to global movement, #StarringJohnCho amplified the demand for Asian representation. "The timing of this campaign was so perfect, in the sense that Asian Americans were ready to assert themselves and the public at large was probably primed to accept the idea in a way they hadn't before." -John Cho "The campaign wasn't just about John, and it wasn't just about money. Yes, diverse films do better finacially and are better returns on investment. But it's also the case that great films and built around great characters [that also showcase our humanity.] Our passions. Our pains. Our dreams. All of us deserve to see our flaws and joys depicted on screen," said Yu. Which is your favorite #StarringJohnCho poster?

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