WARNING: If you watch this 4 too long… You will be brainwashed!
This is for @elektra—natchios lol
lol! This is actually a bit scary tho!
scarlet-witch-hex helped me do it today, all credit to her, it was her idea :)
Natasha: Do you know why I’m here?
Laura: It is not to help these girls. You are the spy, Black Widow, an Avenger. The Avengers cannot stop slavery or help hurt girls.
Natasha: Neither can the X-men. But we try.
Just as a final meditation on today’s impromptu theme: one of the things Natasha’s had a special interest in throughout her superhero career is sex and child trafficking. Laura points out that this is an unusual preoccupation for an Avenger, and she’s right. This is not the kind of thing that usually gets dressed up in capes and tights. But Black Widow deals with this stuff semi-regularly, even, because she’s not a typical superhero and this is why she fights.
As much as her origin story has been muddled recently, it has, always, in every iteration, been wound around themes of control and liberation. Natasha was once a loyal servant of lies and half-truths, a perfect agent who blinded herself to her conscience and her masters’ cruelties for the sake of being a perfect agent. But she couldn’t let them tell her who and how (not) to love, and she broke free.
There’s a gendered element to this, too. The Red Room trains only women, the chemical treatments given to their best operatives drive men insane. And so the men in charge of this whole twisted scenario christen their best agents after a spider that devours her mates, something that they fear, but also demean. They sharpen these women so that they may be as tools, weapons, something manufactured and replaceable. Not women at all.
(Natasha knows she is one-of a kind, unique, and is therefore unstoppable.)
So her career in espionage gave her ability and paranoid edges, but it also commodified her. This is the basic Marvel formula: power is the gift and the curse together. And as a result, she has a special interest in keeping women from being manipulated, from having their bodies and their sexualities be treated as commodities or weapons, instead of tools of their own enjoyment. Instead of bodies.
That’s why she tries to help rescue these trafficked girls but recognizes that their trauma isn’t something that can be fixed with punching. It’s why she reaches out to Laura Kinney, who has been grown in a lab and taught to kill for other people, and offers to teach X-23 how to be useful on her own terms.
(It’s also the reason why I cringe sometimes to see her twisted around for easy ass shots, to see her uniform tweaked and modified so that we get a better view. It’s like Ms. Deconnick says about Carol Danvers: It’s bizarre. There’s a part of me that’s like, “Why do you care?” And part of me that gets angry about it. That’s not what she’s about. Or at least, I don’t think it’s what she’s meant to be about.)
From X-23 #20, by Marjorie Liu and Phil Noto.
Since Laura Kinney is guest-starring in issue #11 of Black Widow, I thought I’d bring this back.
B*L*A*C*K * W*I*D*O*W
“I used to be a spy, infiltration is easy" - Romanoff
Be silent always. *Hack* Quickly. Break the codes 001
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The Avengers storyboards by Jane Wu.
So to recap: Elemental forces. The world’s latest tech. And assassins trained in centuries-old methods of efficient manslaughter. But that’s not the worst of it.
Black Widow in The Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes 1x13
Lasers… Why does it always have to be lasers. It’s actually pretty fun challenging security systems, its always the same thing…. Lasers… Pressure triggered alarms or over rated sensor systems. These things are just too easy to avoid, experience is key many say, but this is just getting way too easy. Hydra need to upgrade their defence because all they’re doing is giving me a better reputation as a spy. I may as well smile for the CCTV cameras.
Honey Trap 💋 Błãçk Ŵįdøŵ 🔪
Honey Trap… Gone wrong. Getting ready for an uptown Manhattan party, this texture cristel lip gloss is what Clint brought me for my birthday, I bring out his feminine side. I thought I’d use it on this standard Black Ops assassination. S.H.I.E.L.D has got me on the quick in and out jobs again. At least this lip gloss is from a good part of my life.
Getting dressed up in expensive formal wear to do devious things really isn’t healthy, reminds me of my ruthless work as a mercenary. But I better get a move on.
There are so many ways to kill someone, just think about it… I can’t count how many I’ve killed, but I do know that it’s more sheep you’ve counted in your sleep, and thats putting it nicely. The only person who really knows what I’ve done in my past is me, not even Fury knows. Not everything is on my dossier. Just because I’m messed up doesn’t mean I can’t live normally like any other American even though I’m Russian at heart. I may be going on a murderous spy mission but It’s all part of who I am as the Black Widow. The guilt does consume me…
But when you’ve been entrusted with some of the most dangerous and exciting spies from the KGB and S.H.I.E.L.D.s mose exciting missions… Every day will bring travel, adventure, and espionage. While the KGB may disavow me because I double crossed them, succeeding always saves the world.
I think I’ll do the traditional honey trap except I’ll be the muscle and the seduction. A little poison in his liquor should do the trick. One toxic dose of this lethal spider venom in a martini should kill ‘em almost immediately. After the target has been killed I’ll escape quickly… As usual. Who said being a spy wasn’t fun?
“Dead? Long time ago?” He repeated, trying to piece things together. ”Firstly, what is the year and secondly, who precisely are you?”
“This is impossible" She turns around, filled with nothing but fear, as her past comes back to haunt her.
“I’ve seen monsters and magic, but this is madness… It must be some kind of time warp… It would explain your outfit… You are Dmitrievich Romanov! It is 2014 yet you were born in 1901. You died in world war one in the attack on Stalingrad during a Nazi invasion! You perished in flames along with all the Romanova’s in Russia… You could expose my real birthdate and identity, you know me as Natalia Alianovna Romanova!” ☭
"Y- you are my Father!"
“Uppity? Your insults mean nothing! How dare you! You cannot fool me I was once a sp- Wait… You remind me of… No… It can’t be…”
“Think of it as more of a critique than an insult.” He watched her, gauging her reactions and her body language. He was very confused, though, when she continued. ”I beg your pardon?”
“No…" She turned her back to him, too afraid to turn around "Your dead… You died a long time ago… There is no way." ☭