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widowsthings · 2 years
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Can someone please explain to me how Yelena managed to hit Alexei just once? And Natasha even managed to avoid hitting him completely?
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena: (out of nowhere) You should do a couple costume with Steve.
Natasha: What?
Yelena: Yes, a couple costume. You know, Halloween.
Natasha: (slightly irritated) You think?
Yelena: (excited) You could be Indiana Jones!
Natasha: Why would Steve be Indiana Jones?
Yelena: (exasperated) No, you dress as Indiana Jones.
Natasha: (confused) Out of curiosity, what would Steve be?
Yelena: (rolling her eyes) Your fossil, duh.
Natasha: (amused) My fossil?
Steve: (entering the room) Did you call me, Nat?
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena: For God’s sake! Could you stop looking at her like that for a second at least?
Alexei: Like what?
Yelena: Like a lovesick puppy, you are always acting like one when she is near, it’s disgusting.
Melina: Don’t call him that! He is not!
Yelena: It’s the truth! Natasha’s with me.
Melina: (looking directly at Natasha)
Natasha: (intimidated) I’m sorry, Yelena. But I’m with Melina in this one.
Melina: (looking smugly at Yelena)
Natasha: He’s more like her lovesick pig…
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena: Out of everyone you could have fallen in love with, did it have to be Captain America? Do you realize the irony there?
Natasha: Irony? Why?
Yelena: Don't play dumb, Natasha! Who would have though the Russian spy would end up dating America's golden boy?
Natasha: What's the surprise? After all my sister is Miss American Pie...
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Today I was tying my shoelaces, lost my balance and ended in a weird crouch. Now my sister won't stop calling me "a poser like Natasha". And I can say she's just as annoying as Yelena...
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Natasha: (teasingly) Oh, c'mon. We both know you want to be like me.
Yelena: (on the defensive) No, never!
Natasha: (raising an eyebrow)
Yelena: (exasperated) Of course not, I just copy you!
Natasha: (grinning) I'll let you live in your fantasy world.
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena,
I don't think you will ever receive this letter, but I need to get this out and you seemed like the person I should adress it to. I feel like you might get it and I need to say I'm sorry; you are my little sister, I should have protected you, you shouldn't be able to understand me.
And I feel like the most selfish person, I know I don't deserve you, but here I am, thibking of you while I wrote this down. You know, I have been talking about you with the "cool kids", they are nothing when compared to you; although you are not as xool as your vest, that is simply not possible.
I told myself I would try to get the thoughts, that had been haunting me, see the light. But I can't do it, I called Melina a coward, but who am I to do that when I am the biggest coward here?
Forgive me, sister. All these years it was real to me, in my darkest moments I thought of the fireflies in Ohio, they were the light I needed. More than that, it was like the fireflies enlightened the memories of a man who would always ask me how was my day, of a woman that would kiss my injuries and a little girl that was always by my side. There wasn't a day were I didn't think of you. I will always be ashamed for not admiting this to you the moment I saw you, guess I am the biggest coward in this family.
When we took down the Red Room, when I finally helped take it down, for real this time. Yelena, I was so happy. I got my family back, I told my sister what I keep hidden for years, I finally admitted it was real to me, too. It gave me so much hope, I thought about helping the Avengers get back together and I couldn't wait to tell them everything about you. I hope someday you can meet, it will be chaotic, but a good chaotic, you know?
I really felt full of hope, I felt complete. But then I realized this isn't over, it is never over. It isn't fair, sister. I'm starting to believe nothing in this world is fair, not really.
I thought I took down the Red Room all thise years ago; God, I couldn't be more stupid. I claim that I am a spy, but I couldn't be more naive. It was right there all the time. And now, I thought it was over, but is it?
Dreykov told me that girls are the only abundant natural resource in the world. I know he is gone, but we both know that it would be stupid to beileve that his ideas died with him. He wasn't alone, there are always more. The Red Room is gone for now, how long will we be able to keep saying that? How long until another man starts doing the same thing? That question is a bold assumption, mayhmbe I should be asking: how long until we discover a man who is doing the same thing?
I realized that I will never be able to escape my past, but it hurts me to think that hundreds of girls feel the same thanks to me. I thought I was wiping the red of my ledger, but how can I do that when all those girls got red on their ledgers thanks to me? I think the red on their ledger, it is mine and I could never blame them for those kills, but I know they might blame themselves and that thoughts haunts me every single moment of my life. How am I supposed to keep going when I am the cause the Red Room operated for years? How am I supposed to keep going when I can't help the girls that might be suffering right now?
I spent years yearning for a family, for a family that made me feel like I was back in Ohio. I found in the Avengers and I hope that we will be back together soon. I feel bad for admitting this, but a part of me will be forever grateful for our little split up; thanks to that I found out that I got not one, but two families. Do I deserve them? Do I deserve a family even if uncountable little girls are being taken from their families?
I have been thinking a lot, but I can't understand what's the point. I just don't get it. I thought I would get out of the Red Room, I would help destroy it and try to do something better. But, now... I feel like no matter how hard I try, there will always be more men that see girls as an objects. There will always be more men and women that are willing to use child to their advantage, completely ignoring their humanity. Why did I get a chance to be free when they didn't? When there are thousands of kids still suffering, why am I free?
I thought I was free to help others avoid what I have been through, but no matter how hard I try it there are always more.
What's the point, Yelena? No matter what, there are always more. Why should I keep fighting when there are always going to be more? Lately, that question has been living in my mind, free rent. That doesn't mean I will stop fighting for those kids who don't have anyone, or at least I'll try. And I feel overwhelmed with joy when I help someone, but it is short-lived; because I can't forget all those girls that still need help, or all those girls I couldn't help. Girls who lost their lives waiting for help, I try to honour them, but I don't know if I can manage that when their blood will always be on my ledger. But I can say, without the shadow of a doubt, that every time I fight I hope I am honoring their memory.
I think I have said enough, haven't I? I think this is enough for a lifetime.
As I said before, I don't think you will ever receive this letter, but even knowing that there wasn't anybody else I wanted to share this with.
I can't wait to hear you whistling again. I even want you to tease me...
Always your poser,
Natasha.
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena: Are you marrying Captain America?
Natasha: Yelena, shut up.
Yelena: (mocking offence) Hey, I'm just wondering.
Natasha: (ignoring her)
Yelena: Ok, I'll stop. But can you imagine it? The press will be crazy! You will be the Avenger's power couple.
Natasha: Yelena...
Yelena: Ok, ok. But really, it would be the wedding of the century!
Natasha: (looking daggers at her)
Yelena: (feigning innocence) I mean, he has literary lived a whole century.
Yelena: (smiling mirthfully) And it almost took him that long to realize you were flirting with him...
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widowsthings · 3 years
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*After bringing down the Red Room*
Steve: Natasha! What happened to you? Does it hurt?
Natasha: Don't worry, it's okay.
Steve: Don't give me that nonsense! Now you are going to say that "I should see the other guy"...
Yelena: (interrupting) Of course! You should totally see the desk she slammed her head in. Who would have thought?
Yelena: (narrating exaggeratedly) The great assasin, spy, Black Widow, Avenger and poser: Natasha Romanoff would be rivaled by a desk.
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Natasha: (annoyed) Yelena, you can't have a kangaroo as a pet!
Yelena: Why not, Nat? It's the coolest animal, they have pockets! They have a pocket on their bodies!
Natasha: (rolling her eyes) It is a pouch.
Yelena: It's a cool pocket! Can you imagine having a kangaroo as a sidekick, it would be so cool!
Natasha: (chuckling) I can see you with a kangaroo.
Yelena: (overexcited) I know, right!
Natasha: (wary) But please don't get one.
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena: (trying to convince Nat) Natasha, my sister, do you know how much I love you?
Natasha: What do you want?
Yelena: I am just wondering; how is the best sister in the whole universe doing?
Natasha: I don't know, how are you doing?
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena: (teasingly) Since when have you been dating Steve?
Natasha: (annoyed) None of your business.
Yelena: Really? You are not going to tell me?
Yelena: (looking at Steve) When did you started dating my sister?
Steve: (looking at Natasha with a mocking smile) I’m not sure, but if I recall correctly she has been my fiancée since 2014.
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Yelena: Natasha! We need to replace the kitchen sink.
Natasha: Let me make a few calls, I will see if it can be done by the weekend.
Steve: (sheepishly) I can help you if you want.
Yelena: (smiling mirthfully while elbowing Natasha) So, you renovate houses?
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Natasha: (annoyed) Go to hell!
Yelena: (feigning innocence) Can you give me a ride?
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Lila: (sadly staring at a box)
Natasha: (worried) Lila? What's wrong?
Lila: (whining) Auntie Nat!
Natasha: (confused) Is that a board game? The one we were playing the other day?
Lila: (sighing) Yes, it was fun. But it won't happen again...
Natasha: Why not, Lila? Everyone is coming in a few days, they would love playing again.
Lila: And Steve?
Natasha: (confused) Steve?
Lila: (exasperated) Yes! This game is for ages between 6 and 99.
Lila: (dejected) He won't be able to play, we celebrated his 100 birthday last July...
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Tony: Always wearing black, Red. Have you ever thought of attending a random funeral?
Steve: If I were you, I would shut up.
Tony: Well, I just think she should take advantage of it and assit one.
Natasha: (playing with a knife) Are you volunteering?
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widowsthings · 3 years
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Natasha: (annoyed) Yelena!
Yelena: (rolling her eyes) What did I do this time?
Natasha: Don’t roll your eyes! And you don’t even remember what you did, really?
Yelena: I’m pretty sure I didn’t do anything this time.
Natasha: How many times do I have to tell you? Is it too difficult to just refill the freaking ice trays?
Yelena: Believe it or not, it wasn’t me this time.
Natasha: Then who?
Steve: (sheepishly entering the room) It was me, I’m sorry, it’s just that I was goi…
Natasha: (interrupting him) Don’t worry, it’s okay, it happens to everyone.
Natasha: (Smiling at him) No need to apologize.
Yelena: I really can’t decide who I hate more…
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