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a balanced, careful weave by napricot
Fandoms: Black Widow (Movie 2021), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
09 Aug 2021
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There are few rituals among the girls of the Red Room, and fewer still that retain some innocence, but this is one of them. The Widows play with each others’ hair, combing and curling and brushing and braiding. It’s a practical enough pastime that the handlers have never cracked down on it, though they have looked askance whenever the Widows get too creative with their makeshift hairdressing.
Five times someone braids Yelena's hair, and one time she braids someone else's.
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26 May 2026
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Bruised and Burned but We're Bold and Brave by normalisoverrated
Fandom Black Widow (Movie 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
22 Dec 2025
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26 May 2026
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both have sharp teeth by cosmicocean
Fandoms: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Daredevil (TV)
26 Sep 2015
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"And there are stories about wolves and girls. Girls in red. All alone in the woods. About to get eaten up. Wolves and girls."
-Black Widow, Nathan EdmondsonShe is one of 28.
The story of the girl who would be Karen Page, through Russian winters and New York streets.
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we sang dirges in the dark by Sanctuaria
Fandoms: Black Widow (Movie 2021), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
21 Aug 2021
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She was a daughter, sister, student, mother. She was his architect, his plaything, his Widow—the great Iron Maiden.
Now, she is free.
Now, she is Melina Vostokoff, never to be controlled again.
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19 May 2026
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An angel born in hell, did break that Satan’s spell
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Five Times Natasha Picked Up the Phone for Yelena (and One Time She Didn’t) by Sanctuaria
Fandoms: Black Widow (Movie 2021), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
12 Jul 2021
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Yelena opens the door in a purple many-pocketed vest and shorts. “Your hair,” she greets her. “It’s gross.”
“Thank you,” Natasha grouses, waiting for Yelena to step aside.
Her sister doesn’t, tilting her head to the side at the platinum blonde bob, cut just below Natasha’s jawline, such that the tips of it curl and tickle her there sometimes. It’s annoying, like Yelena. “It’s because you wanted to be more like me, yeah?”