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yelenasdiary · 10 months
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Biker! Yelena 🤭🥰
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spiritmoodboards · 3 months
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Moodboard for Black Widow/Natasha Romanov (MCU) sacrifice/putting others first themes For an anon~ Hope you enjoy!
We're closed, thank you c:
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personunavailable · 4 months
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🕷⭒˚。⋆
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ariasfandom · 1 year
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Title: BuckyNat Origins Pairing: BuckyNat Rating: SFW Description: Moodboard of the Comic book versions of bucky barnes and natasha romanoff A/N: Comicverse ftw Image Credits: Google/WeHeartIt/Pinterest Created for @badbitchesbingo I2 Natasha Romanoff
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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: F/F Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Black Widow (Movie 2021), The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Relationship: Melinda May/Natasha Romanov Characters: Melinda May, Natasha Romanov (Marvel) Additional Tags: Mood Board, Secret Santa, Only One Bed, BAMF Melinda May, BAMF Natasha Romanov (Marvel), all dressed up, Cuddling & Snuggling, Soft Melinda May, Soft Natasha Romanov (Marvel) Language: English Collections: Marvel Rare Pairs Secret Santa 2023 Published: 2024-02-05 Words: 0 Chapters: 1/1
Summary:
Two of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top badass lady-agents hook up after a night at a gala in slinky dresses, reaching their target, and stopping the bad guys.
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Done for Sunalso on AO3
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saintlopezlov3r · 2 years
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Natasha Romanoff🕷 & Bucky Barnes🦾
Marvel Comics
Couple mood board
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artbygem · 2 months
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Say hello to Gemma! 🖤
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Captain John Price has recruited a new member to Task Force 141. 
Name: Gemma Miles. 
Callsign: Widow
Age: 25
D.O.B. 16/04/1998. 
Height: 5"3. 
Nationality: British, English. 
Born in Crawley, England. 
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Likes; drawing, reading, gaming, loves the rain, own company, music.
Dislikes; rude or annoying people - can't stand them, being told what to do, being disturbed for no reason.
Favourite Colour? Black
Spoken languages? English (Native language), Spanish and Russian
Star sign? Aries ♈️
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Personality; Gemma is VERY stubborn, she has a very hot head due to the temper she's got, though she likes to be independent. "I don't need a man" Mentality. Does what she wants, which ties with her not taking anyone's crap. She will fight you, 5'3 or not.
Traits; Loyal (when trusts you), heart of gold (once she has warmed up to you), trust issues, distant, guarded, heartless.
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"What are you calling this task force?" 1-4-1 ☠️
**ALL RENDERS ARE MADE BY ME**
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Gemma's mood board. Made by the gorgeous @cloudofbutterflies92 🖤
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Backstory;
**TW; SA, ABUSE AND DRINK ABUSE IS MENTIONED!** Her mother died during childbirth which then left Gemma and her siblings with their father. The death of her mother hit him badly then he turned to drinking as a way to cope with the drink but he then got aggressive and abusive. Unfortunately, this was only ever aimed at Gemma, her siblings were seen as the 'golden children'. The abuse started when Gemma was 3 years old and didn't end until she was 13. during this time she was abused and tortured by the hands of her father before him and the friends of her father each took turns to SA her.
At the age of 13, she had to do something that no child should have gone through at that age or should have needed to do. Her was about to SA again before she eventually killed him in order to get away and feel like she was free from all the pain and torture. After doing so, she then ran away from the family home, leaving her siblings behind and basically was on the run and living on the streets for most of her life since then. Her siblings were much younger than her so they never knew Gemma.
Gemma now lives with the nightmares and the haunting images and visions of what happened that night. She suffers with Depression and now trusts no one. She did seek medical help during this time but they wanted to admit her to a mental hospital and Gemma didn't want that and left without ever seeking it again.
There were many times she was sent to Foster homes but she ran away from them every time and didn't like them one bit. By the age of 24, she joined the SAS before she was then approached by Captain John Price and offered to join TF141.
Her relationship with Soap was purely FWB because she used to have one-night stands as a way of coping with her nightmares. Soap did catch feelings for her but Gemma dismissed it because they agreed no strings attached and purely FWB only. She tells him that she can't be loved or love anyone and has no heart. If he were to fall for her then he would get his heart broken. They argue over this which then leads to her having a one-night stand with Ghost. This then leads to her and Ghost questioning what their relationship actually is..
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caiti-creative-corner · 9 months
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Title: Making a Different Call Rating: T Prompted by @iriel3000​ for @be-compromised​ - Love is for Children Summer Promptathon - “Hawkeye goes undercover to a Red Room auction where 'retired' Black Widows are sold.” Notes/Warning: Mood boards, images from Hawkeye (Disney+) - and as per usual, if these prompt a story, let me know! I’d love to read. Summary: Clint Barton and his newest trainee, Kate Bishop, are sent undercover to make sure certain “retiring” Widows don’t continue to cause SHIELD problems. Clint makes a different call . . . 
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backgroundagent3 · 2 years
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Pinterest mood board game, go to pinterest and search “your name + core + aesthetic”.
Thanks for tagging me @maybeimart, I love making moodboards! 💙
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No pressure tagging @brekker-by-brekkerr, @thezegendofzelda, @fentasticallyconfuddled, @bigbendyhorns, @fangirl-couch-potato and @likea-black-widow-baby!
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sammyam12345678 · 2 months
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New Fanfiction
Good morning, afternoon, or evening to whoever is reading this.
I have been working on a Black Widow movie fanfiction for almost four years, and I have finally created a storyline that I thoroughly enjoy thinking about.
The title is "The Widow's Caretaker", and it follows my original character, the daughter of Alexei Shostakov/Red Guardian, a young mother and unofficial "Widow Sister".
Below, I have attached the four-by-four, or sixteen-part, mood board for the story.
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Each row of the mood board represents different aspects and themes of the story. The first row represents the setting, while the second and third rows represent the protagonist's, my original character's, main social roles, and the fourth and final row represents the protagonist's cultural identity. (FYI, since this is less obvious, the violets represent her lesbian identity, as violets are the symbol for sapphic love)
In addition to the story, I am in the process of creating a playlist to accompany it. In the meantime, I will provide the link to Tori Harper's "Revival" album/playlist, as all of the songs listed there are on the playlist I am creating for this fanfiction.
I am currently writing it, and I will post the link to the story, which will be on Wattpad, when I have finished.
As this is relevant to my story, it is currently, as I am writing this, around the second anniversary of the Russian invasion of Ukraine. Please donate to Ukraine, and help out in any way you can. In relation, please also donate to queer charities, and support laws that help protect queer people.
Lastly, please be kind and polite, and especially do not be homophobic, misogynistic, or xenophobic in any replies or re-blogs.
Thank you for reading my post, and have a good day or night.
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iriel3000 · 1 year
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Friday Recs - Christmas Edition part 3
Happy Friday! Some reading recommendations for your enjoyment. No particular order and more to come.
Happy Holidays!! 🎄🎁 I hope you are all safe, warm and get to spend time with those you love.
And THANK YOU to everyone that likes, comments and reblogs Friday Recs. I am always so happy when I read your messages or tags.
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Clintasha Advent 2021 by @Caiti (Caitriona_3)/@caitriona-3
A Clintasha countdown to Christmas. Mood boards starring Clint Barton & Natasha Romanoff.
Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) by @MillyWidow/@millywidow
Mission goes wrong. It's really fucking cold. Natasha is hurt. Shit goes down.
the most wonderful time by @amonkeysue/@widowsresolve
A twelve day Clintasha fic countdown to Christmas, each fic is winter and/or Christmas themed.
Christmas in St. Petersburg by @Amerou
Agent Clint Barton, codename Hawkeye, is sent to kill a target known only as the Black Widow - but Clint makes a different call.
Five Christmases, Five Beginnings, Five Golden Rings by @QuietlyImplode/@quietlyimplode
4 times Clint and Natasha needed the other (+ the one time they didn’t).
If you are one of the authors or know them on tumblr and they are not properly tagged, please let me know in comments and I'll add them. Please feel free to click the Iriel3000fridayrecs link below to browse more categories.
Next week's category: The Wattpad Edition
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iamfina5 · 7 months
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The Kinslayer Couple
Summary: The ground falls out from beneath Valaena Velaryon’s feet within the span of a week. The week begins with the death of her grandsire, making her mother queen and her Princess of Dragonstone. It ends with the death of her brother Lucerys at the hands of her husband, Aemond Targaryen. From there, Valaena embarks on a perilous journey to win a war against her own kin, forced to discern who are friends and who are foes on both sides of the conflict.
Chapter Twenty-One: Hope
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A ship arrives for Jacaerys and Aegon, just as Rhaenyra promised. There is space enough on it for Baela, as well, just as Rhaenyra promised, but despite her brothers’ fevered protests, she does not wish to take it.
Oddly enough, despite Jacaerys’s departure, Baela wishes to remain on Dragonstone. She likes it here, quite simply; she always has. It is close to Driftmark, where her grandmother, she very recently learned, has made her return. She looks forward to visiting Rhaenys, which would be unfeasible was she residing in King’s Landing, where, it is worth noting, she has never before lived.
Beyond her desire for comfort and familiarity, there is the rift between her and Jacaerys to consider. He denies its existence, but she is not so blind. When the war started and he returned from his trip north, she had not been able to bear the thought of parting from him. The longer the war has dragged on, however, she finds she needs time to herself, especially so long as she remains just herself. Before he boards the ship bound for the capital, she asks him again to wed her now on Dragonstone. Again, he refuses her, so she bid him leave without her.
She thinks also of her recently widowed sister, who she is loath to abandon now. As they stand in Dragonstone’s front hall, bidding farewell to Daemon, who intends to follow the boys’ path atop Caraxes, Valaena stares steadfastly at the floor. Her form is buried underneath a capacious, black dress. Her hair is held up by a bejeweled net. Her face is covered by an impassive mask, mottled with bruises that have turned from purple to yellow to green over the past week.
Baela’s eyes are forced away from Valaena as her father steps up to her. He brings her closer with a hand on her shoulder. It is his way of silently requesting a hug from one of his daughters, so she indulges him with a kiss to his cheek and a warm embrace. One last time, he asks her if she is certain she wishes to remain here, offering to fly her to King’s Landing on Caraxes if she likes. She stays firm in her decision, shaking her head.
Valaena’s jaw clenches as Daemon moves over to her. She resists his touch when it falls onto her shoulder, muttering a quiet but resolute valediction.
Evidently, this is insufficient. Keeping his grip on her, Daemon ducks in close. She stiffens. Even when so near, it is difficult for Baela to hear that which he whispers to Valaena. She catches some whisper of a regret, but the rest of what he says is too soft for her ears.
Despite his efforts, Valaena does not warm to him. Knowing when the battle is lost, he relents and leaves them both with one last word of parting. After he has gone, Caraxes’s sinuous body winding around the castle and Sheepstealer shoving off from the ground, Baela turns to Valaena. She thinks to suggest some activity that will cheer her, mayhaps a card game. However, Valaena strides from the hall already, marching in the direction of Sea Dragon Tower.
She does not see Valaena again until supper. The atmosphere is dismal and quiet as Valaena sullenly pushes food around her plate and occasionally takes a bite of bread. They had gone through the routine pleasantries at the start of the meal but fell silent after that.
Though it does not usually fall to her, Baela strives to liven the mood. “The roast chicken is excellent.”
Her eyes not moving from her plate, Valaena agrees, “Yes.” The affirmation is as good as a lie. She has not touched the fowl.
Unsatisfied, she tries again. “How did you spend the day?”
Valaena is silent for a long moment. Baela wonders if she has forgotten that they are in the midst of a conversation before she sighs loudly and answers, somewhat inopportunely, “The ledgers are in order, at last, and the villagers have all been accorded their share of grain for the coming winter.”
“This is most welcome news. They must be terribly pleased.” From Aemond’s brief reign over the isle, Baela recalls many a disgruntled commoner being led past her rooms to beg for bread and for trade to be restored. She recalls, too, all of them being led away disappointed.
Valaena sighs again. “Yes.” Listless, she takes another bite from her bap.
Baela refrains from sighing herself. Hoping to stir Valaena, she opts for a more exciting topic. “So, I’ve had a thought.” Valaena makes no response, but, fairly certain that she is still listening, Baela continues, “I intend to try for Vhagar.”
As expected, this rouses Valaena. Her head pops up, her gaze riveted to Baela. “What?”
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Album mood boards: Riding a Black Unicorn by Aurelio Voltaire
Don’t go by the river If you love your wife 'Cause you'll make that girl a widow And you'll cause her pain and strife If you go by the river side You'll lose your life!
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whumperific · 2 years
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Thank you to @imsupposedtobewritting for tagging me to make a mood board with pictures from my camera roll!
This is really fun, I love aesthetics and mood boards and stuff like that!
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This one is one of my favourite aesthetics
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And then I had to include some Buckley-Diaz boys too
I'm tagging @phantasmiczombiewhispers @repressedqueen @loveyourownsmiilee @paranoidbean @cm1031sr @imsupposedtobewritting @madneyandbuddie @rogerzsteven @jacksadventuresinwriting @name-code-black-widow
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edenjohansson · 9 months
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Chapter 14
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fifty shades of red
Bella's pov :
I didn't move as I let Natasha leave my bedroom, tears in her eyes. I didn't want her to feel that way about my past. I just wanted to show her that I lived a long life before her but that she now has an important place in my life. I didn't know why she was crying, she changed mood when I talked about my daughter. Why?
I walked and decided to directly work inside of my office which was on the same floor of my room. I reached my phone out of my pocket and called the only one who can help me and deal with emotions.
One ringing. Two. Three. I finally heard her familiar voice.
"Hiiiiiii Bel'! It's been so long!"
Her voice was still enliven. I missed her.
"Hi Mary. I'm so happy to hear you right now"
"Do you want me to come over?"
"I would love to. Thank"
"Any time gorgeous"
I hung up the call and lit up my board. I started to put all the information I got back from the Avengers tower. Many files started to appear in front of me. I searched the file of Natasha and found some interesting information. She passed through a place called the "Red Room" where she was trained to be an assassin. She's been called "Black Widow". I started to search on my own system for every piece of information about this place.
And I found what I was looking for. I stopped as I read that all the women had to pass a sort of 'graduation' where they were forced to get rid of their ovaries and everything about having children and being a mother.
I understand now why she reacted like that when I told her that I was a mother.
It reminds me of our rite of passage to become a high vampire. At that moment we were obligated to get rid of our humanity. After that we were like soldiers, ready to take orders without hesitation.
My alarm started to ring and I opened my front gate to let inside Mary. I rapidly saw her in my garden. I moved fast and arrived in front of her with a huge smile on my face. She hadn't changed a bit. With her short blue hair and eyes, always with a blue outfit she looks like she was painted in blue. Even her power has a blue form when it was out of her body.
I opened my arm and we hugged tightly. I missed her touch and her sense. I have known Mary for almost 2000 years and we have become like sisters. I love her more than anything else.
"OMG I missed you so much" She said to me while still hugging.
"I missed you too"
"You said you need me?"
"Yes. Actually I have a lot to deal with lately and I need to feel nothing"
"I smell humans inside your house. It's for meee?" She asks with a smirk on her face.
"That's the reason I need you"
"Oooooh you want help to kill them?"
"No Mary no. I need your help because they're in danger. Senka try to killed them because they discovered our true self"
She stepped back and perked her eyebrow. I know what she thinks about.
"Bell', you know the rules. We have to kill every human who discovers our existence. Even if you are the Queen, you can't pass through this"
I sighed loudly.
"I know and that's why I need your help. I can't kill them. I know I just met them a week ago and it's nothing for us but I don't want to get rid of them. And I met her. The bond is here Mary. You know that it's above everything"
She smiled gently at me. I hope she understands. I can't protect everyone alone. She walked towards me again and grabbed my hands. I felt our powers responding to each other. Mary has the ability to influence emotions. Even the strongest. She took away the stress and the tension I accumulated from the past few days. I felt my body relax.
"Maybe I can meet them too. They seem really nice from what I saw thanks to you" She said, smiling and still holding my hands.
I nodded and I led her to my house, hoping that Natasha wasn't gonna be mad at me. Mary looked at me and shook her head at me, reassuring me. We started to discuss like if we hadn't seen each other for almost 200 years.
Nat's pov :
I wasn't mad at Donna. I just wished she told me sooner about her daughter. It's like one of the most important things to tell when we are into something. I was sitting with everyone around the table. Enjoying my black coffee. We were discussing a plan to fight back against the vampires. Not Donna's vampires, european ones.
I heard a laugh and I turned to see Donna walking inside with another girl. If blue was a person that would be her. She wasn't looking bad, just a little bit eccentric for her kind. I looked at Steve and smiled at him. I knew that look he had, he found her really attractive.
The two girls continued to discuss as if they were the only one in the house. We waited for Donna to present her friend. I saw this girl placing her hand on Donna's shoulder, they were friends didn't they? I never thought I would be so jealous of someone touching Donna.
"Well, if you are going to hunt them I will let you violate maybe one rule" Donna said, laughing.
"Oh really?? Yeahhhh! I love you Bell'!" The girl said, hugging Donna.
We were still looking at them without understanding. Tony cleared his throat to let the girls know we were there. Donna smiled and turned her back to grab classes and two bottles. The blue girl leaned against the central island and looked at us.
"We already know you were there. We can hear your heartbeat, remember?"
"It's a little rude to talk between you without sharing with us" Tony responded.
"Humans with nerves. I love it. If you wanna know, I was asking my Queen if I can hunt a group of humans who are a bit rebellious. And she agreed and let me skirted the rule where we normally are obligate to bury them"
"What will you do if you don't bury them?" Steve asks.
"We eat them obviously!"
We all looked at her with disgust. I heard Donna laugh behind her.
"Don't be so scared. You killed animals as we do to eat. It's the same with humans" She said, walking towards us and sitting on the empty chair on my right. "I forget, I present you Mary. We known each other for almost 2000 years, she's like my sister"
"Hiiiiiiiii! Nice to meet you!" Mary added. She was more joyful than anyone in this room even if she was a vampire. She came and sat next to Bucky. "Metal arm? Is it painful to move it? Do you need a battery to use it? What happened to you?"
I saw Donna contain her laugh. I smiled at her when we looked at each other. I can't be mad at her, it's impossible for me. I don't know why.
**I know why. I can explain to you whenever you're ready**
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saintlopezlov3r · 2 years
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Yelena Belova🕷
Marvel Comics
Mood board
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