me in my lavender silk robe, glass of wine in hand: if anyone needs me, i'll be retiring to my chambers for the night, in hell. don't need me. don't go past the second circle of the inferno. do not attempt to disturb me
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me in my lavender silk robe, glass of wine in hand: if anyone needs me, i'll be retiring to my chambers for the night, in hell. don't need me. don't go past the second circle of the inferno. do not attempt to disturb me
I’ve grown quite weary of the spunky heroines, brave rape victims, soul-searching fashionistas that stock so many books. I particularly mourn the lack of female villains — good, potent female villains. Not ill-tempered women who scheme about landing good men and better shoes (as if we had nothing more interesting to war over), not chilly WASP mothers (emotionally distant isn’t necessarily evil), not soapy vixens (merely bitchy doesn’t qualify either). I’m talking violent, wicked women. Scary women. Don’t tell me you don’t know some. The point is, women have spent so many years girl-powering ourselves - to the point of almost parodic encouragement - we’ve left no room to acknowledge our dark side. Dark sides are important. - Gillian Flynn
anon asked favourite rose tyler scene/scenes
Fleetwood Mac - Rhiannon (1976)
it sucks being the ugly quiet rude sarcastic emotionally unstable friend with the attention span of a goldfish
i’ve never read something so accurate
the curse of the black pearl vs at world’s end
I love this because you have Elizabeth who couldn’t even defend herself in the first one to becoming this master sword fighter and leader of ALL pirates. You watch Will who was just this angsty little brat head over heels for Elizabeth become this grown man who faced all his demons.
and then there’s Jack
“Elizabeth who couldn’t even defend herself”
Do you mean…
Elizabeth who improvised a weapon when pirates invaded her bedroom
Elizabeth who could have run for the exits but instead went straight for the swords
Elizabeth who demanded to speak with a pirate captain and then used the leverage she had to get him to agree to her demands
Elizabeth who CAME AT BARBOSSA WITH A GODDAMN KNIFE and then fucking STABBED HIM when she couldn’t get away
Elizabeth who was trapped on a tiny island with nothing but crates of rum and a man she couldn’t stand and who used those supplies to summon a rescue party for herself
Elizabeth who made a rope out of sheets and climbed down the back of a ship to save the day herself when no one would listen to her about how dangerous the pirates were
Elizabeth who snuck onto the Black Pearl, knocked two cursed pirates straight off their ship, and rescued Jack’s entire crew
Elizabeth who rowed straight back into danger without any backup instead of running away with everyone else
Elizabeth who came to Will’s rescue with a blunt object and a one-liner
Elizabeth who proceeded to team up with Will to take down all the remaining pirates in the cave
Elizabeth who – without being asked or told what was going on – faked unconsciousness to create a distraction for Will’s rescue of Jack
Elizabeth who stepped in front of a ring of muskets, successfully protecting Jack and Will from being shot or captured
Elizabeth may have learned some impressive sword tricks in the later movies, but she was a Badass from day one.
#i love how terrifying her face is in the second gif#like she’s all flirty#very similar to how she talked to sam that morning#but her demeanor is completely fucking different#like with sam and steve she’s natasha#she’d eat them alive but in the good way#which baddies she’s the black widow#where she will flirt and then murder them#and idk just the fliry greeting and the terrifying grin was such a good connection to her codename#i just#i love this movie so much#natasha (via buckysexual)
that guy is pissing his pants over that smile this kind of fear is what i aspire to inspire
Okay no but real talk, this was the moment. This was the moment in Cap 2 where I knew the Russos got Natasha. The costuming and everything else, yes, good, on-point, but this is the first time we’ve really seen the Black Widow at her most terrifying. Tony touches on it, certainly, in IM2 - she’s a double, triple imposter; she’s figuring him out, keeping an eye on him (does he need help? Does he need to be taken down?) while disarming him by being the kind of woman he’d bed and discard, has a hundred times…but those weren’t weaponized moments, they were strategic. But on the Lumerian Star, we see Natasha in action in much the same way we see Steve in action, sliding easily from one performance to the other. The first is that of watching Steve for cracks that might appear – trying to set him up, trying to keep him in a world he’s very clearly denying, not unlike what she was sent to do with Tony. And the second (which, notably, is a version of herself she shuts her comm off before producing) is this: deadly, dangerous, and terrifying; playing the role that was placed on her as an insult, a joke, and that she reclaimed as an honor and a horror story against the people that tried to make her a monster.
Because this is what Age of Ultron got wrong. We already know damn well that Natasha is competent; that’s never been a question. But TWS is the first time we begin to see the underpinnings of that competency: where they come from; what they cost her. The Red Room tried to make Natasha into a weapon – they tried to take her body, her sexuality, her agency away from her; tried to make her the “femme fatale” in every stereotypical sense of the term. The Black Widow title was meant to be very much literal: no man could resist her, much less survive her (to paraphrase Bucky in 616). But Natasha saw that; she always understood that. And Natasha was always more than they believed of her. She took the training; she took the mantle. She took the pain and the suffering and the torment that created the Widow, and she took the rage that came with having the name made into a joke, a pejorative at her expense, the “whore-slut-spy” she never was. It’s the same reason Bucky remains the Winter Soldier, despite the fact that his life and body was taken from him in its creation. Because the Soldier, like the Widow, is a legend. And legends are valuable; legends don’t die. Legends grow, and they transform, and they become bigger, and scarier, and more terrifying than any one human being can become.
Natasha Romanoff never believed herself to be any of the things the Red Room reduced her to. But the Red Room gave her a weapon that they couldn’t take away; that they never had control of, for all of their arrogance in believing they did.
This is Natasha Romanoff, Black Widow. But it’s also Natasha Romanoff, the survivor. She knows what they say about her – and as long as she knows who she is; as long as she knows she’s worth more than the pejoratives, the slurs, and the attempts to cage her in…well, then those things, those things are only a weakness to them.
Legends are so often warnings, after all.
Who’s ready for breakfast? by Brian Just Got Back From…
Sia - California Dreamin’
Lana Del Rey - 5 Lolitas (What happens when you layer all four demos and the album version)
This is so sick.
holy god
we’re out of soap
Actually that was me!
Haunted by images of the past.