imposterogers:

my one criticism of black widow (2021) is that they should have revealed that the real reason alexei was put in jail (immediately after the mission in ohio) was bc he had a change of heart and tried to save natasha and yelena from the red room

She said that the vest was the first thing she’d bought for herself and then proceeded to become a whole fashion icon a few (months? years?) later

Natasha going from “I don’t wanna hurt you.” to Antonia to “We don’t wanna hurt you. but we will.” in infinity war just shows how much black widow has analysed the literal 5 minutes she was given in the rest of the mcu and made such a developed character from that. her interrogations where people think they’re winning but she’s in control the whole time. happened twice in avengers and now in bw. dreykov saying “she had nothing. I give her family. I give her love.” to nat saying “I used to have nothing. then I got this. this job… this family” are just a few. brilliance

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“It’s a fighting pose. You’re a total poser. I’m not a poser.”

“Esto que haces cuando peleas. Esa cosa con el brazo y el pelo. Cuando haces como una pose de pelea”

Black Widow (2021), Viuda Negra (2021), dir. Cate Shortland

In the mood for some domestic Black Widow family moments. I love this dysfunctional family so much

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the suburbs - i

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the widow family - alexei, melina, natasha, yelena x fem!reader

word count: ~1.5k words

a/n: this is part one of the suburbs au, and i’m pretty proud of it…enjoy!

this was partially inspired by these headcanons written by the lovely @ynscrazylife. thank you so much (again, again) for allowing me to write something inspired by your content. if you end up wanting me to take this down, don’t hesitate to ask.

warnings: angst sO MUCH FUCKING PAIN THE ENTIRE BEGINNING IS BASICALLY A NOVELIZATION OF THE BEGINNING OF BLACK WIDOW…THEN IT JUST GETS WORSE FROM THERE…i’m sorry in advance also it wasn’t beta’d (and i only reread it like twice)

requests are open!

milaya - honey

part 1 | part 2|part 3

There was a family. They lived happily in Ohio in the 1990s. Mother, father, and two young daughters lived a normal life. At least, it seemed that way.

One night, once the father came home to his family just in time for dinner, he pulled the mother aside. “How long do we have,” the woman asked.

“I don’t know. Like, an hour, maybe.”

“I don’t wanna go.”

“Don’t say that,” the man said softly, bringing his hand up to her cheek. They stared into each others’ eyes, knowing what they had to do next.

Returning to the kids at the dinner table, he said, “Girls…you remember when I told you that one day we would have that big adventure? Today’s the day.” And so, the family rushed out of the house, headed for an airstrip to take them away.

“I want my song,” the younger girl said to her parents as they drove. The man pushed the cassette into the car’s player. “Bye, bye, Miss American Pie,” the little girl sang along. She had no idea what was happening.

Moments after they got out of the car at their destination, the authorities arrived, guns blazing. They got into the plane mostly unscathed, except for the woman who had been shot in the shoulder.

In place of her now-injured mother, a young girl flew the plane, receiving instructions from the injured woman. Her father held onto a wing of the plane with a gun, attempting to rid his family of the obstacles, the authorities, in their way. All the while, a younger girl, merely six years old, watched in fear. Having gotten rid of the authorities, the family flew peacefully–or as peacefully as they could–home.

Hours later, the family landed safely somewhere in Cuba. The mother was whisked away on a stretcher for her wounds to be treated. Her daughters ran after her, holding her hand as they went along. Meanwhile, the father spoke to a colleague of his.

Shoved off of their mother, the youngest girl ran to her father, but a soldier grabbed her by the arm. Her sister, protective as ever, kicked the soldier away from her, grabbed his gun, and pointed it at the soldiers around them. The eldest daughter threatened to harm the soldiers, just wishing to protect her sister.

“Honey.”

She pointed it at her father.

“You’re gonna need to hand me that gun.”

The girl faltered, her hand slipping down slightly as tears welled in her green eyes. “I don’t want to go back there,” she said to her father between gasps, “I want to stay in Ohio.”

Her father came closer, holding his hand out for the gun as she said, “You can’t take her…you can’t.”

“She’s only six.”

“You were even younger,” the man replies, taking the gun gently. “It’s okay.” Uncocking it, he crouches down, whispering a gentle “come here” to his crying daughters.

“You’re gonna be alright.” He kissed his youngest daughter’s head gently before continuing. “Do you know why it’s gonna be alright? ‘Cause my girls are the toughest girls in the world,” he said with a tightly clenched fist.

“You’re gonna take care of each other, okay? And everything, everything’s gonna be fine.”

A pair of soldiers approached the girls and their father, pressing the syringes into the girls’ necks and releasing the contents into them. The girls were taken away from their solemn father, unconscious.

“That one, she has fire in her,” the man’s colleague says, his Russian accent a stark contrast from everyone elses’. “What was her name?”

“Natasha.”

“Ah, Natasha.”

That was the last time the father and mother saw their daughters for a long, long time.

But the family was not as it seemed. They were not a real family, rather a false one composed of Russian spies. Based off of that alone, the family was meant to appear like any other family, but void of any actual attachment to each other. That was how it was planned, how it was supposed to go, but not everything goes according to plan.

Eventually, mother and father, Melina and Alexei, began to miss their adopted daughters. Wishing just to rid themselves of the heartache, they sought comfort in the only people who could understand their pain: each other.

And for a time, all was good (or as good as it could be given the circumstances). Eventually, Melina fell pregnant. There was no doubt that Alexei was the father.

Months passed by and Melina refused to see Alexei. “I’m on a mission,” or “I’m busy” were her excuses. It wasn’t that she wanted to raise this child alone. She just wasn’t sure how Alexei would react. Questions raced through her mind.

Would Alexei want to surrender this child to the same people they surrendered Natasha and Yelena to a few years prior? Would he even recognize the child as his own?

Soon enough, Melina decided to quarantine herself from everything now that she was showing. Without mentioning it to anyone, Alexei decided to stop by. He hadn’t seen or heard from the woman in quite some time, so he wanted to see if she was alright. Needless to say, it was quite a shock to see her pregnant.

“Is it..?”

“Yes.”

It was on that night that Alexei decided to move into Melina’s homestead in St. Petersburg together. They spoke about everything that night. You mainly, but also everything else. What Alexei would or would not do, how you would be hidden.

Mere weeks later, you were born. To protect you, they gave you the surname Garin. It means “guardian,” an obvious reference to Alexei being the Red Guardian. All was well for a time.

Growing up, you always heard the names Natasha and Yelena being thrown around, but you had never figured out who they were. You couldn’t help but wonder why.

Your parents rarely spoke about them. Melina only barely mentioned them when you weren’t around. Maybe she did it to protect you, but how was withholding the truth protecting you? Alexei was more open to speaking about them, but again, barely.

You would ask about them every so often, but they always dismissed your questions. All you got was “Nobody you need to know, little one,” a kiss on the head, and then the subject was changed promptly. As you asked more and more, Melina became frustrated with you. She knew you well and was sure that you wouldn’t back down until you found out. But she was just as headstrong.

Eventually, her frustration built up to its peak, leaving Melina to explode as if she were a volcano.

“You can’t just let it go, can you? Hm?”

You had almost never seen your mother angry. She was always so level-headed, even when your father was being a total idiot. She had never resorted to yelling, but this…this was new. Clearly, you had struck a nerve. Not that you meant to, of course. You just wanted to know the truth.

“Melina,” Alexei chimes in a futile attempt to soothe the woman. “She just wishes to know the truth. Can we not tell her? What harm could it do?”

“No! You listen to me. The truth is not for everyone to know. We know, and we’ve moved past everything. We’ve moved on, haven’t we?”

Alexei went silent. In all honesty, he had never quite gotten past Natasha and Yelena. He hated himself every day for surrendering them to Dreykov. But there was no undoing that now. There was no redo, no chance to take it back. He had to deal with the consequences of his actions.

“Natasha and Yelena,” she paused, moving past the pain of merely saying their names, “may as well be dead. They must hate us for what we did to them! And rightfully so. I would feel the same if my mother and father gave me up.”

There it was. Melina’s greatest mistake, her grand error. A mere slip of the tongue told you everything you needed to know. She knew you understood now.

You were speechless. How could your loving mother and father give up people, whom you could only assume were your sisters? Is that even what happened?

“Go to your room, milaya,” Alexei said, a hint of franticness in his voice. You simply nodded, running upstairs to your room. Closing the door behind yourself, you sunk to the floor. You tried to will yourself to cry, but no tears would come. The shock of the truth was too great.

But you wanted to- no, needed to know more. As questions raced through your head, you were left wondering if this truth was really worth it after all.

Was that actually what happened? Was Melina exaggerating? Were they planning to do whatever they did to Natasha and Yelena to you?

After everything that had just happened, you weren’t so sure if you wanted to find out.

Still loving Nat using Red Guardian’s aka her dad’s shield in What If..?

incorrectlymcu:

black widow (2020)

should I predict black widow

watch me get this wildly wrong

• contrary to what people believe, I think Yelena doesn’t die, but maybe alexei if they have to kill someone from widow fam
• melina is in kahoots with taskmaster but not taskmaster himself
• taskmaster is someone Nat might have been intimate with but never really shown before (????) maybe an ex lover of sorts

DHDJDHDJDHD I DONT KNOW THIS HAS BEEN ON MY MIND FOR SO LONG

black widow just became my favorite marvel movie of all time omfg

i can’t believe it took nearly 15 years for the QUEEN, literally the BEST avenger, to FINALLY get her own solo movie

Alexei: “I want to see the baby.”

Natasha: “She’s sleeping.”

Alexei: “We will be very quiet.”