#ww 1984

[superherocaps]

[chronicowboy]

just another mood from the man, the myth, the legend pedro pascal

[evan-writes-once-in-a-blue-moon]

Sapphic September prompt 22- "Are you ok?"

Barbara Minerva/Reader

WC: 720ish

Contains: pre-established relationship (sorta), comfort :), sprinkle of usual 1980s... idk., pre-movie (Wonder Woman: 1984).

AN: brought to you by me being bored at work and my friend selecting a random number, god bless.

Summary: You found Barbara in the bathroom composing herself... but you knew better than to let her hold it inside.

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You reached out and got a hold of her shoulder, gently letting her know you were there.

"Barbara?"

She spun toward you and quickly flashed a smile and gestured as if nothing had happened. The gesture didn't magically erase her red eyes and the tear that had escaped and trailed through makeup. "Oh, hi, I didn't see you come in."

"Are you ok?" You didn't wait to ask. You watched her carefully as she brushed her hand through her hair and searched for a tissue in her pockets. You held one out to her, having grabbed one from the bathroom counter. She said "thanks" quietly and dabbed at her eyes and her cheek. "Barb," you stepped closer, but she put a hand on your shoulder and squeezed. She smiled bravely, but you knew there could have been a million things that caused her to cry in the bathroom.

"It's ok," she smiled again, but didn't keep your gaze.

"No, tell me."

It was an invitation just as much as it was a breath away from a begging plead.

"It-" her breath hitched, and she leaned against the counter, her back to the mirror. "It was... um. Leroy. He... I wrote a paper about the- the specimens from last month. He said I rushed it." She repeated his statement as if it was impossible. You both knew what it meant- that she was wrong in her findings.

You waited. While the work bathroom wasn't the best place for her to stammer, hiccup, and stumble through an explanation, you knew she wouldn't speak about it again and simply hold it with a white-knuckled grip in her heart if she didn't explain now.

You also knew Leroy was often the source of her sorrow- he was her boss. Although how he got the job ahead of her... you both knew it was only because he was a man and he had grown up with the museum director's family. Many an insult and plot had been half-heartedly formed against the man by Barbara... but that didn't matter.

What mattered was Barbara feeling like shit because he doesnt believe she's as good as she's proved time and time again.

"But I didn't rush it- I took the whole month! He was so sure that the specimens were more than they had been tagged, and he told me to do all these stupid tests! Which I did, of course, most of them I would do anyway just because I hardly have things to do anyway. But I did my job and I did it right and he just- he was so frustrating! He- god, he..." she sighed, catching her breath. "He's wrong! The stones are just- well, they're not just anything. They are pretty spectacular examples of their kind. But they're a dime a dozen, not something special. He's just angry that they're not much to showcase. He'll probably end up lying and totally over-writing my report and do something stupid with them anyway."

There it was. She had calmed down under your soothing attention and nodding, attention focused on her. You were thankful it hadn't taken long.

She looked at you, giving you a weak smile, but this time it was a real one. She had cried a little more during her ramble, but it wasn't anything she couldn't fix in a few minutes. She reached up and gently squeezed your arm.

"Better?" You asked, smiling. Your smile comforted and reassured hers.

She nodded. "You always know how to fix me."

You laughed, and it echoed in the empty bathroom. "I do my best."

She stood, her weight away from the counter. You both waited for a moment, listening for anyone coming toward the bathroom door. It was silent. She quickly cupped your cheeks and gave you a kiss- one you reciprocated. It was quick, but no less a comfort to both of you.

You heard someone coming and you pulled back, moving to a sink and starting to wash your hands. Barbara did the same.

One of the girls in your department came in, hurrying to a stall. You and Barbara left the bathroom, no longer needing to speak about the conversation.

"Are you ok?" You grabbed her hand and asked again before you split ways down the hallway. You let go of her hand quickly, but not before she gave yours a squeeze.

"I am," she nodded.

"I'll see you later, then?"

She nodded again.

"Can't wait," you smiled, giving her a wink, and turning away before she blushed.

[peacemorrison]

imagine my two favorite latinos rodrigo de la serna and pedro pascal starring in a movie and conquering hollywood together I'M MANIFESTING

[comic-book-jawns]

For anyone who says WW84 is slow, not all superhero movies have to be a 2-hour fight scene. It was equal parts action and character study. And I would love to see more superhero movies like it moving forward.

[adeles]

Wonder Woman 1984 (2020) dir. Patty Jenkins

[wandanvision]

wonder woman 1984 didn’t have to hurt my wondertrev heart AGAIN

[residentsocialfailure]

Me: Watching Wonder Woman 1984

Me: I'm gay. I'm gay. Oh my fucking god, I'm so gay.