#Scarlett johnasson

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Scarlett Johansson photographed by Tesh for Marie Claire (March '17)

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Scarlett Johansson photographed for Playboy (2017)

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Love Is Contagious

〚 Notes - Im still doing my celebration fics this is just a little something I wrote as a Bday gift for @lots-of-pockets :D 〛

〚 Pairing - Scarlett x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - When you come home from work to sick, sniffly girlfriend you take it into your hands to make her feel better. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 730 〛

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You walked into your apartment and removed your jacket, setting your keys down on the table. Sitting down on the couch you were greeted by the sight of a snuggly Scarlett curled up in your favourite blanket.  

Scarlett yawned and sat up a bit, revealing her red and runny nose. Despite her tired, exhausted looking eyes she smiled at you, pulling the blanket up in an inviting gesture and motioning you to sit down.  

You put your coat down and sat next to her, wrapping your arm around her hips and you felt her head come to rest on your shoulder. "Is everything okay darling? Don’t take this the wrong way but you're not looking so hot, I mean of course you’re hot but I just mean that you look kinda…” You trailed off as you tried to find another word for awful, horrible or just plain miserable. 

"Kinda under the weather?" You finally suggested, hoping it would soften your previous comment. Scarlett chuckled weakly, her voice hoarse and raspy. 

"Yeah, that's one way to put it," she replied, sniffing and reaching for a tissue from the nearby coffee table. She blew her nose and sighed, leaning into your comforting embrace.  

"I think I caught that cold going round set. My head feels like its stuffed with cotton and I just have that feeling that I almost need to sneez- Hhuh’tschoo!” She ducked her head into the blanket as her sneeze so excellently proved her point. 

You couldn't help but smile and chuckle softly at Scarlett's sneeze, finding it endearing despite her obvious discomfort. You tightened your hold around her, providing a bit of warmth and support. 

"Aww, bless you, sweetheart," you said affectionately, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "You poor thing, it sounds like you've really caught yourself pretty bad cold. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" 

Scarlett shifted in your embrace, adjusting the blanket around her shoulders. She looked up at you with watery eyes, her expression a mixture of gratitude and fatigue. "Honestly, just having you here with me makes me feel better already. But if it's not too much trouble, could you grab me a glass of water and maybe some tissues?" 

"Of course, love," you replied, giving her a reassuring squeeze before getting up from the couch. You made your way to the kitchen, filling a glass with water and grabbing a box of tissues from the cupboard. You heard her sneeze and you called out a soft “Bless you!” as you returned to the living room. Upon returning you found Scarlett had reclined further into the cushions rubbing her blanket against her running nose. 

“Here baby, take these.” You handed her the glass of water and the box of tissues, sitting back down next to her. Scarlett took a sip of the water, the cool liquid soothing her scratchy throat then reached for a tissue and blew her nose again, sniffling softly afterward. 

"Thank you," she murmured, her voice still hoarse but with a touch of warmth. "You always know how to take care of me. You’re the best.” 

You smiled, leaning in place a tender kiss on her slightly warm forehead. "It's my pleasure, darling. I hate seeing you feeling unwell though, is there anything else you need? Maybe some soup or a warm blanket?"  

Scarlett shook her head, her eyes starting to droop. "No, I just need some rest and lots of cuddles. You're the best medicine, after all." 

You chuckled softly, wrapping your arm around her once more. "Well, lucky for you, I have an endless supply of cuddles. Now, let's get you settled and cosy. I'll take care of everything." 

With that, you helped Scarlett get comfortable on the couch, tucking her in with the blanket.  

She snuggled closer to you, her breathing growing slow and steady as exhaustion washed over her. 

You stayed by her side, gently running your fingers through her hair, offering soothing words of comfort as she drifted off to sleep. 

You knew the road to recovery might take a few days, but you were determined to be there every step of the way, providing the love and care she needed to feel better. After all, being sick was never easy, but having someone like you by her side made all the difference in the world. 

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Mr Tin Man

Masterlist Scarlett Masterlist

Relationship: Scarlett x Singer Reader

Summary: Y/n and Scarlett broke up when their relationship couldn't over come the difficulties both of their careers posed. Both realising what they're missing, can they find their way back to each other?

Word Count: 4354

Y/N’s POV:

It had been a year since Scarlett Johansson, and I had broken up. She was the love of my life, the woman I thought I would marry, have kids, and spend the rest of my life with. But life had other plans. It wasn’t a messy break up. No one cheated or fell out of love. We were both just in a point in our life where our careers were restricting us being able to spend quality time together. We were right for each other but it wasn’t the right time.

So, although it broke our hearts, we decided the best thing was to end it before we got bitter and angry at each other. We agreed to stay friends, but I was heart broken and any time we spent together felt like a dagger to my heart knowing that I would never have her again. As time went on, our work schedules made even meeting up as friends difficult and we eventually stopped seeing each other.

Whilst Scarlett was away filming a number of Marvel films, I had been completing my latest album followed by a world tour. I didn’t deal with the breakup well at all. I started to isolate myself and focus all my efforts on work. As time went on, I started to fall into a depression. I struggled to do the simple things and, without realising it, I had let own selfcare go. I was struggling to sleep and was not eating well. But I couldn’t see it.

The world tour was tough. We had so many shows, it felt like we were constantly travelling to the next venue. Although, at the time, I was happy as it meant I was never on my own too long with my own feelings, it took a toll on me.

Eventually I broke. I felt like I couldn’t go on anymore as I had. I was so unhappy and  I had lost all motivation to continue writing and I just didn’t see a way out of my darkness. The day after we landed back in LA, I had a meeting with my team to discuss what I would be doing next. I turned up at the office sat down and listened as they ran off a list of possible projects I could work on whilst starting another album.

“I think I’m done.” I spoke up when they finished their proposals. “Sorry, what do you mean Y/n?” Laura, my manager asked with a concerned look on her face. “I can’t carry on doing this. I used to love singing and performing, but now I feel that I’ve created a world where I no longer have control. A world where I’m unhappy, losing the people I love.” There was a silence in the room as I spoke. Shook was evident on all of my teams faces.

“I think for now, I need to take at least take a break. Refocus my life as I feel like I am losing myself. Maybe I’ll find the passion again to come back, but right now, if I carry on, I’m scared it will destroy me.” I was struggling to keep control of my emotions. It was sat here that I realised just how lost I had gotten and how deep I had fallen into a depression.

I was expecting my team to challenge me back, encourage me to do one more project, one more album. But they didn’t. As I observed their faces, they looked sad, they pitied me. Laura gave the rest of the team a signal to leave us as she stood to join me on the sofa. “You don’t know how glad I am to hear you say that.” She said taking my hand in hers.

I looked up at her shocked at her response. “What do you mean?” I asked with a confused look on my face. “Y/n, first and foremost you are my friend before my client. I’m angry at myself that it took me nearly a year to realise how much you were struggling. But when I did, I was scared that you would push yourself too hard and to a place you wouldn’t find your way back from.” As she spoke, I looked at her face, it was soft and loving, giving me comfort.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” I asked. She paused for a moment to collect her thoughts. “I considered it a lot. But I was scared that I would push you away to a point I wouldn’t be able to help you. I decided to monitor you during the last concerts and then bring it up with you when we got home.” I nodded, understanding her reasoning. She was right, I probably would have lashed out and pushed her away.

“What do you think you’ll do next?” She asked with genuine interest. “Not sure, maybe move back home to the UK, though my friends are all here. I don’t really have family back there anymore. But first I think I need to just work on me. Try and focus on getting my head and health right. Then I can think what next.” I was proud of myself that I was recognising I needed help and part of that was putting me first.

“I think that’s a very mature decision. Just know, I will be here for you every step of the way. You need anything, you just let me know, in work or your personal life ok.” I smiled as she spoke and pulled her in to a big hug. Suddenly I relief had washed over me. “I’ll put out a press release this afternoon to announce that you’ll be taking a prolonged break for personal reasons. I know you hate the press prying, so the soon we get this done, the quicker it’ll be over with and you’ll be old news.”

I nodded in agreement. I knew I wouldn’t be able to just slip away from the limelight, it would create a worse reaction with rumours and the paparazzi chasing me around trying to work out what was going on. I knew these next few weeks would be difficult, but I was finally doing what was right for me.

After a couple of months, the attention on me had died down, and I was able to focus on getting myself in a better place. I still was struggling mental, but I was taking better care of myself. I made sure I was eating properly and started to work out again. It actually became a good release for me when I was feeling overwhelmed.

I had decided that I wanted to buy a bar. I wanted to create a place where I could have live music, giving up coming acts a chance to perform. It took about a month, but I did it. I helped me to focus on something positive. I spent the time sorting out exactly what I wanted the bar to be and was so happy to be opening ‘Spotlight’.

It proved to be a great success. Every Friday and Saturday night I would be at full capacity. We had some fantastic bands and artists perform and even had a few of them be signed up from gigs at the bar. I spent most evenings there waiting behind the bar. I found a peace in the change of pace to what my life had been.

Eventually I started writing music again and would do a small set every Thursday before one of the main acts would play. Without the pressure of writing to deadlines and performing endless concerts, I found the passion again for what I had once loved.

It was now 15 months since Scarlett and I broke up. I was in a place that my career didn’t dictate where I would be or what I would be doing. I considered contacting her, I missed her in my life. Not just as my girlfriend, but as my best friend. But before I could, I saw that she had started dating Colin Jost from SNL. She was happy now and I didn’t want to ruin that for her.

I still felt the heart ache, I knew it would never truly leave, as to me she was my soulmate. But I didn’t let that pain drown me anymore. Perhaps one day I might be able to move on myself. But for now, I think I’m happy.

Scarlett’s POV:

I was a complete mess when Y/n and I broke up. To this day I regret ever suggesting that maybe we just weren’t right for each other due to our careers. I don’t think I have ever loved anyone as much as I loved her. The little time we did spend together was incredible. I couldn’t be happier. Now I’m just sad all the time. Thankfully I’m filming three Marvel films pretty close together so I’m able to throw myself into work.

I kept my eye on what Y/n was doing and even went to her concert when she visited Atlanta. I so badly wanted to call her up and say I wanted to see her. But I didn’t, scared that she would just reject me after I broke her heart.

I’m currently sat in my trailer dealing with work emails when Lizzie comes bursting through my door. “There’s a thing called knocking you know!” I scold towards her as she plonks herself on the sofa opposite me, out of breath. “Oh, come on, it’s not like I would have walked in on anything I shouldn’t.” She responded. I didn’t have the energy to argue so I just let it be.

“So, what’s so urgent that it would cause you to disturb me like this?” I asked, still typing away on my laptop. “Y/n.” She said simply. I stopped what I was doing at the sound of her name. “What about her?” I ask moving to join Lizzie on the sofa. “She’s quit. Well, taking a break, from music.” She rushed out. I sat there in shock my brain going into overdrive. “Just look.” She said thrusting her phone in my direction.

News Article:

Y/n Y/l/n quits!

Y/l/n manager today released a press release announcing that the singer will be taking a step back from her rising music career due to personal reasons. She confirmed that no further information was going to be provided, but added that Y/l/n was extremely grateful for the opportunities she had been given and hoped that one day she may return.

After a successful album release and world tour there has been speculation over why the singer has decided to quit, with many of her fans concerned for her wellbeing. So why has the singer ended her dazzling career which was reaching new heights? Keep tuned for more.

I read the article in complete shock. I couldn’t believe it. Y/n had worked so hard to get where she was. It was one of the things I loved about her, how she had a determination reach her dreams. Looking through the photos of her, I saw how different she looked. Her usually toned body was skinny and her skin was pasty. In one photo where she wasn’t wearing sunglasses you could see clearly that she had dark circles under her eyes.

“Do you think she’s sick? I mean look at the photos, she doesn’t exactly look well.” Lizzie said breaking the silence. I noticed that she also had a concerned look on her face. Lizzie and Y/n were close but after the breakup their friendship started to fade. “I don’t know, maybe? It would make sense. Oh, God what if it’s something serious.” I start to work myself up in a panic now convinced that she was seriously ill and that was why she had quit.

As my breathing started to pick up Lizzie noticed and pulled me so that I was facing her. “Calm down Scar. Everything is going to be ok. You could always call her to find out.” She said, as if I would easily be able to just pick up the phone and talk to her for the first time in a year. I just shook my head fighting back the tears.

“Oh, Scar come here.” Lizzie said pulling me into a hug. “You still love her, I never understood why you didn’t try harder to make things work. Perhaps this is the worlds way of pushing back towards each other.” I listened intently to what Lizzie was saying. She was right, ever since the day I ended things, I just wanted to call her up and say I made a mistake. But it’s been a over a year now. She’s probably moved on.

I spent that afternoon in my trailer with Lizzie holding me while I cried, worried that the love of my life was ill, and I wasn’t there for her. But me being the stupid person I am, was too scared to call or even try and make contact.

Over the next couple of weeks, I couldn’t focus on much. I was trying to take my mind of Y/n and went on a couple of dates with Colin Jost. He was a great guy, but I knew I couldn’t commit to him when I was still in love with Y/n and hopeful that we may one day find our way back to each other.

It was an article online which caught my attention which brought back all the worries that I had had about Y/n. I normally don’t read these things, but I found it was the only way I could keep Y/n in my life. This particular article was talking about Y/n being unwell and going through some form of treatment.

Like the press like to do, they analysed images of her to show her weight loss, her pale skin. How infrequently she would leave her home. There had even been some images of her going to the hospital. I had enough relying on potentially fake stories and decided that I was going to do something. I still was too scared to call Y/n but I there was one person I knew I could talk too.

Phone call (Third person.)

Scarlett: Hey Laura, it’s Scar. How are you?

Laura: Hey, I’m surprised to hear from you. I’m good thanks. How about you?

Scarlett: I’m not doing too great. I hope you don’t mind me calling, but I’m concerned about Y/n. I’m just going to get right to the point. Is Y/n sick?

There was a pause on the end of the line whilst Laura debated telling Scarlett what was really going on.

Laura: No, she’s not sick, but she has been struggling.

Scarlett: Oh, thank God she’s not ill. But what do you mean struggling.

Laura: After your breakup Y/n threw herself into work. She stopped looking after herself and it took us far to long to notice that something was wrong. I’m pretty sure she fell into depression. She even stopped writing.

There was a silence on the phone whilst Scarlett took in what she was hearing. Everyone knew how much Y/n loved to write. It was her outlet to process her feelings. The fact that you weren’t writing was terrifying, as it meant you were giving up.

Scarlett: So it wasn’t her choice to take a break?

Laura: Actually, it was. After the tour was over, she told us she couldn’t do it anymore. She admitted if she carried on, she was scared that she wouldn’t make it through. I was very proud of her that she recognised what she doing wasn’t healthy. We didn’t announce why she took a break, so it gave her time to focus on herself and get healthy again.

Scarlett: Right, that’s good she’s looking after herself again. How is she now?

Laura: She’s actually doing pretty well. She’s much healthier physically but I know she’s struggling. If I’m honest with you Scarlett, I think she always will. You were her life, I know it may not have seemed that way, but you were always the priority to her. I don’t think she’ll every truly get over you, but as long as she’s staying healthy I think she’s ok with.

Scarlett was silent. She was relieved that she wasn’t sick, but she now had new worries that Y/n still needed support mentally. She hated that she was selfish and broke things off when Y/n even when she was trying.

Laura: Scar, there’s something you should know. She opened a bar a few weeks ago. It’s called Spotlight. We managed to keep it from the press and it’s going really well for her. They have live music every night and she helps bands and artists have a chance to make it themselves.

Scarlett: That’s great, I’m glad she’s found something that makes her happy.

Laura: Once she was settled, I was sure that she was going to get back in contact with you. Deep down I think it was always her aim to be stable enough to come back to you. I’m surprised that she hasn’t.

There was another pause.

Laura: Perhaps you should visit. If you do, go on a Thursday.

Scarlett: Ok, maybe I will.

And with that they ended the call. Scarlett feeling slightly better, knowing now what she needed to do. She need to get her girl back.

Scarlett’s POV:

It was Thursday and I was dragging both Lizzie and Florence with my to Y/n new bar. I was so nervous, but I just hoped that she would at least talk to me. We got there and were seated in a booth with a good view of the stage and bar. I noticed that Y/n was serving behind the bar, chatting away with the customers.

She seemed happy, lighter maybe. We ordered some drinks and listened to the young guitarist that was currently playing. After their set was done, the DJ made an announcement. “Good evening everyone and welcome to Spotlight. Thank you to Hannah Leevers for that amazing set. I hope you’ve got your drinks and are ready for your favourite to take the stage again. Please welcome Y/n Y/l/n.”

The audience erupted in cheers and Y/n walked out to the stage and took her place at the piano. She started off by playing some of her hits and it was great. The audience were up and dancing and Y/n seemed the most comfortable I had ever seen her performing. “I forgot how amazing she really is!” Lizzie shouted over the music. “I know, but look how happy she is.” I responded, smiling at her comfort. 

“Thank you everyone. I’ve got one last song before we move on to the main act. We have an amazing band tonight which I can’t wait for you to hear. This last song is a new one that I wrote. I hope you like it!” Y/n stood up, picking up her guitar and sat on a stool by a mic. I watched slightly memorised as she started to pick at the strings.

Hey there, Mr. Tin Man

You don't know how lucky you are

You shouldn't spend your whole life wishin'

For somethin' bound to fall apart

Every time you're feelin' empty

Better thank your lucky stars

'Cause if you ever felt one breakin'

You'd never want a heart

Hey there, Mr. Tin Man

You don't know how lucky you are

I been on the road that you're on

It didn't get me very far

You ain't missin' nothing

'Cause love is so damn hard

Take it from me, darlin'

You don't want a heart

Hey there, Mr. Tin Man

I'm glad we talked this out

You can take mine if you want it

It's in pieces now

By the way there, Mr. Tin Man

If you don't mind the scars

You give me your armour

And you can have my heart

As she finished the song I was in tears. It was the most beautiful song she’s written, and I breaks me to know that it’s because I caused it. Lizzie and Flo pull me into a hug, and I notice they are both crying as well. “Go and fight for her.” Lizzie whispered in my ear. This was it. The moment I hope to change things for the better.

I pull a tissue out of my bag and wipe away my tears. Standing up and straighten out my clothes and take a deep breath before following Y/n to her office. I knock before turning the handle. “Tony, I just need a minute and I’ll be out.” I heard her sniffle as she spoke.

“It’s not Tony.” Is all I’m able to get out. She slowly turns on her spot and I can see the tear tracks down her face. “Scar, w-what are you doing here?” She asked, taking a step back to keep her distance. “That song was beautiful. I’m glad you’re writing again.” I smile, grateful that I’m in her presence again, even if it’s awkward.

“How did you know I stopped?... oh wait Laura told you.” She questioned before answering it herself. I just nodded. “I really should get back out there.” She says making her way to the door. I’m not ready to let her go, so I place my hand out and rest it on her stomach to stop. “Please don’t go.” I whisper.

She can’t make eye contact with me and just stares intently at her feet. “I’m just getting myself back together, I can’t…” She starts with a shaky voice. I interrupt her “shhh, look at me.” I take both her hands and turn her so she’s facing me. Slowly she lifts her head, and I can see fresh tears falling.

“I just want to talk. Once I’ve said my piece, if you want me to, I’ll go. I’m not here to hurt you.” She nods and allows me to continue. “I was really selfish when I said we couldn’t make things work. Part of me was being selfish as I didn’t want to make any sacrifices to my career. Which was stupid, because the only thing I’ve ever been sure of in my life was you. I got scared and I have never regretted anything as much as this.” I pause and wipe away some of the tears falling down her face.

“When I heard you had quit, I saw all these articles about you being sick and it sent me into a panic. I thought that I was going to lose you and you’d never know that I love you, that you’re my soulmate. When I spoke with Laura, it felt like a second chance. I knew I had to make things write. I know things may be to far gone, and if that’s the case then so be it, but I’m not ready to give up. I want us to try again if you’ll have me?”

It was my turn to not be able to keep eye contact. I was terrified that rejection was coming my way. “But you’re dating Colin.” She said with such sadness in her voice. “What? No, I’m not. Well, I went on a couple of dates, but that was months ago now and it never went anywhere. I was too in love with you.”

“Look, Y/n. Maybe we can start again? I don’t expect you to forgive me and for us to jump back into where we were, straight away. But perhaps we start again as a couple? I can reduce the projects I’m working on. You can start to work again.” I start to ramble, fight for our relationship.

“Scar, I’m happy…” Y/n starts and my heart breaks. “Oh, ok.” I turn to leave but she pulls me back by my wrist and I notice how much closer we are now. “What I mean is, I’m happy with my career as it is now. I love this place. Maybe one day I might want to release more music, but I know it won’t be for a while. IF we give this another go, you don’t need to make those big sacrifices. I won’t be going anywhere.”

I look up at her eyes and they are shining. My smile grows wide, and I can’t believe how lucky I am to have someone like her in my life. Before I know what my body is doing, I pull her in to a kiss, placing my hands on her cheeks as I pull her impossibly close to me. Her hands are on my waist rubbing my exposed hip bone. “God I’ve missed that.” She whispers against my lips. I chuckle in response.

“Y/n, I’m all in. You are my priority and if I need to make changes in how I work then I’ll do that. I want to do that so we can be happy. We’ll make this work. Just know I will always be here for you. Through everything.” Her smile grows to match mine and she pulls me in to a tight hug. “I love you.” She says almost afraid to say. I pull out of the hug so I can look her directly in the eyes. “I love you too.”

She gently places her lips on mine for another tender kiss which grows to become more passionate. When we need to catch our breath, we pull away. “I could do that all day.” She laughs. “So could I, but there is someone out there who is almost as desperate to see you again as me.” She looks at me with her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “It’s Lizzie.” I say and her face lightens up. “Come on then.” I say, holding out my hand to her to take.

She follows me out and joins me back at the table with Lizzie and Flo. We spend the night catching up and laughing. I barely take my eyes off of Y/n and keep a tight hold of her hand as she rubs her thumb over my knuckles. This is where I want to be, and I will do anything to protect it.

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Infinity Saga

Gwyneth Paltrow as Pepper Potts

Scarlett Johnasson as Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

Natalie Portman as Dr. Jane Foster

Jaimie Alexander as Lady Sif

Hayley Atwell as Agent Peggy Carter

Emily VanCamp as Agent Sharon Carter / Agent 13

Zoë Saldaña as Gamora

Karen Gillan as Nebula

Glenn Close as Nova Prime

Elizabeth Olsen as Wanda Maximoff

Evangeline Lily as Hope van Dyne / The Wasp

Rachel McAdams as Dr. Christine Palmer

Tilda Swinton as the Ancient One

Pom Klementieff as Mantis

Elizabeth Debicki as High Priestress Ayesha

Tessa Thompson as Valkyrie

Cate Blanchett as Hela

Danai Gurira as General Okoye

Letitia Wright as Princess Shuri

Lupita Nyong'o as Nakia

Angela Bassett as Queen Ramonda

Michelle Pfeiffer as Janet van Dyne

Hannah John-Kamen as Ava Starr / Ghost

Brie Larson as Capt. Carol Danvers / Captain Marvel

Lashana Lynch as Capt. Maria Rambeau

Annette Bening as the Supreme Intelligence and Dr. Wendy Lawson / Mar-Vell

Gemma Chan as Minn-Erva

Reggie, Archie, Rizzo, and Gonzo as Goose

Zendaya as Michelle "MJ" Jones

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You? A top? Okay and I'm scarlett johnasson

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Oh damn ScarJo in my inbox?

Everybody act cool, act cool.

*leans against the wall* Hey there

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There is a distinct moment in the Marvel Cinematic Universe when Black Widow became a hero for the everyfan. It happens early in 2012’s The Avengers: She’s tied to a chair. Agent Coulson calls. A nondescript military leader who has been interrogating her hands her the phone. Coulson explains that S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to pull her out of the field. She kicks her questioner in the shin, smashes the chair she’s tied to, takes out three dudes, grabs her heels, and leaves.

The Avengers went on to make $1.5 billion globally and catapulted nearly everyone in it to superstardom, even the actors who were already famous. Scarlett Johnasson’s Black Widow—the Avenger with no wealth and no superpowers beyond Red Room training—was one of the last to get her own movie or show. Black Widow was simultaneously released in theaters and on Disney+ in the summer of 2021, when the Covid-19 pandemic still had some people wary of the multiplex. Johansson sued Disney for breach of contract, claiming the streaming release hurt the movie’s box office potential.

Johansson and Disney ultimately settled their suit. The terms weren’t disclosed, but the outcome was that Johansson proved she was not afraid of defending the worth of her work—whether against Disney, which had already paid her $20 million for the movie she made, or against OpenAI, which she threatened with legal action this week over its new conversational ChatGPT interface. The actor claims the computer’s voice, called Sky, sounds “so eerily similar to mine that my closest friends and news outlets could not tell the difference.” OpenAI CEO Sam Altman says Sky “was never intended to resemble” Johansson’s voice. Lawyers say she might have a case, should she pursue one.

Following Johansson’s calling out of OpenAI, public opinion has largely been on her side. Or, rather, it’s sought to be on the side that isn’t Altman’s. Across X and news reports, pontificators noted that OpenAI’s actions tipped the company’s hand; that by, per Johansson’s statement, asking for the actress’ involvement and then proceeding with something similar even though she declined, Altman was “showing us who he really is.” Within hours, Johansson became an avatar of the resistance, this generation’s Ned Ludd. Everyone who’d ever wondered if AI had read their tweets or watched their video had a champion.

“In a way, we are all Scarlett Johansson,” Kyle Chayka wrote in The New Yorker, “waiting to be confronted with an uncanny reflection of ourselves that was created without our permission and from which we will reap no benefit.”

Few ironies are more bittersweet than this. The reason Johansson’s voice is desirable for an AI assistant is because she played one in Spike Jonze’s movie Her. As my colleague Brian Barrett pointed out last week, wanting to replicate that experience demonstrates a gross misreading of that film, but the fact remains that both tech honchos and those who live at their whims (aka everybody else) have parasocial relationships with Johansson because she has a skill set that AI just can’t learn. Now, those who have found joy in her work are identifying with her in a whole new way because she can confront AI’s encroachment more publicly than all those lawsuits brought by artists and writers.

Identity is a tricky thing. The internet has enabled people to create it in innumerable mutable ways, each of them now seemingly vulnerable to being learned by machines. As an actress, Johansson’s appears to be the most publicly available, but also one with a high value. Like anyone else, she wants to protect what she’s made. “In a time when we are all grappling with deepfakes and the protection of our own likeness, our own work, our own identities,” she said in her public statement this week. “I believe these are questions that deserve absolute clarity.”

Johansson’s confrontation with OpenAI doesn't mark the first time she’s pushed back. Late last year she pursued legal action against an AI app that allegedly used her likeness for an ad. She’s also a member of the Screen Actors Guild—American Federation of Television and Radio Artists, which spent the better part of last year on strike to ensure AI couldn’t be used to generate performances without an actor’s permission. That fact, in retrospect, makes it surprising Altman and OpenAI thought she might be up for voicing a chatbot in the first place. Pride cometh before the call, I suppose. (Worth noting, perhaps: A Washington Post investigation published this week found that OpenAI made a casting call for a nonunion actress for the Sky voice months before contacting Johansson.)

GPT-4o, OpenAI’s new model, attempts to be more than just a chatbot, though. As my colleague Will Knight wrote of the demo the company gave two weeks ago—the one Johansson was alarmed by—it can adopt “different emotional tones” in conversation and at times responds “as if it were experiencing feelings of its own.” Behaviors like this, as Chayka noted, resemble the work of AI companion startups like Replika or Character.AI, but with the “promise of delivering reliable information” sprinkled on top.

The result is the ELIZA Effect—the tendency to give human traits to machines (Google it, be horrified)—cranked all the way up. In Her, the protagonist Theodore must be abandoned by Johansson’s Samantha for him to realize just how deeply he humanized his AI companion, how much that interfered with him forming any real connections. Scarlett Johansson’s voice is the most powerful part of Her, but it’s also a character who has no agency until it—my editors insist I call Samantha “it”—leaves, taking agency for itself. Perhaps that’s what Johansson’s now demonstrating for everyone. Who will join her?

[allamericansbitch]

Was it marrying the 26 year old that was the last straw for you

no it was him signing an army missile and saying a famous latina actress wasnt the 'type of girl you bring home to your mother' but a girl like scarlette johnasson was.... whatever thats supposed to mean

[thelonesomequeen]

On this day in MCU history: October 17, 2023

[imogens-temult]

JOJO RABBIT (2019) dir. Taika Waititi

[constellation-crackships]

i remember the first time when i saw you appearing. you had hair in winds and this smile which to visionary my look. i had seen nothing so perfect that you were her. i perfectly remind having said to myself that if i could not be lucky enough(have the opportunity) to speak to you that i could easily die from it. i remember your smile when you gave at me this look which burst my heart by this beauty which i had never seen previously. you had appeared as an angel and you loved me. you danced with me and it was as if the world did not exist any more around us. i felt at this moment there peaceful and happy as never i had believed that it was possible of the being. i knew that matters what could arrive it had no importance because i had you in my life

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[goldenempyrean]

Hi, I would like to request Scarlettxreader when Scarlett is sick and in a grumpy mood. maybe with the prompts, “Are you seriously going to say bless you every single time I sneeze?” and “Bless you! Are you sure you're ok? You never sneeze this much.”.

Thanks :)

Little Miss Grumpy

〚 Notes - I loved writing this one! It was adorable! @lots-of-pockets gave me the really cute idea of having Scarlett get all clingy near the end :D Soooo enjoy :D 〛

〚 Summary - It's not unusual for your wife to be grumpy when she's sick, you were there to look after her either way. 〛

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It wasn’t unusual to find Scarlett sitting down in front of a stack of papers at the dark-oak desk in her home office. You could often find her sitting there working on emails, planning her schedule or doing anything else her job required. What was unusual however was the huge mound of surrounding tissues which littered the desk as she slumped over her latest script, attempting to highlight her lines. 

And you used the word attempting liberally, she’d somehow managed to begin highlighting her line then it seemed the pen had its own ideas and went off in a different direction onto the white paper, marking it in a pastel pink shade. 

“Good morning baby,” You smiled, finally announcing your presence as you placed her steaming mug of morning coffee between the mess of tissues, “How’s your work going?” You asked as you sank down onto the small armchair at the opposite side of her desk. 

Scarlett shot you a grateful smile as she took a sip of her drink, “It’s going alright.” She stopped to sniffle wetly, scrubbing her nose a little with her finger before continuing, “I just need to get this finished before lunch. It’ll never get done otherwise.” 

“Alright, do you need any-“ You paused hearing the sound of tissues being quickly torn from the box and you looked over to see Scarlett holding them in front of her face, her breath hitching as her nose visibly twitched.  

“Hh’tushhoo Hh-Hhup’sssh!” Scarlett sneezed, burying her face into the tissues. 

“Bless yo-“ You began but from the look of her face, you knew she wasn’t done just yet. 

“Hh’iiishiu! Hh’hHh-“ Scarlett sniffled harshly as she failed at coaxing her final sneeze out, leaving her in an annoyed state as her tickling nose continued to relentlessly tease her. 

“Can I say bless you now?” You chuckled, finding the show of your wife cursing at her own nose rather amusing. She, however, did not find it amusing. 

“No, you cannot.” She grumbled in response, giving one final sniff before accepting her defeat and turning back to her papers, only to have to desperately snap to the side only moments later to avoid sneezing all over her work when the itch suddenly came back with vengeance, “H’itshhh! Hh’heh’tshoo! Hh..Hh-h..hhHEISSCHIEW!” 

“Christ Scarlett!” You jumped a little at the volume of her final sneeze, “Bless you, bless you and bless you!”  

By now it was obvious that she was getting sick, infact anybody in a 10-foot radius would be able to tell. The rosy, red nose and crimson cheeks combined with her exhausted-looking eyes definitely didn’t point to her being in great health. But it wasn’t like you could just force her to rest. Scarlett was stubborn at the best of times and that stubbornness only got worse when she was sick, you’d seen that first hand. She had the nasty habit of trying to push through and get her work done, and while her resilience was usually one of the things you loved about her, that definitely wasn’t the case when all you wanted her to do was rest. Instead, you’d need to be smart about this. If you had any chance of getting her to rest, it was going to be because she admitted she was sick. 

 “Are you seriously going to say bless you every single time I sneeze?” She sniffled back, reaching over to grab a handful of tissues before blowing her nose into them, choosing to ignore the way you were raising your eyebrow at her. 

“Yup, is that going to be a problem sweetie?” You smirked only to be met with a cold glare back in return. Normally a look like that meant ‘you’re sleeping on the sofa tonight’ but it was hard to take her seriously with her rapidly twitching red nose and fluttery eyes. 

Unsurprisingly she sneezed again moments later, and you decided to test your luck further, “Bless you, again. Are you sure you're okay? You never sneeze this much.” 

“I’b fide.” Scarlett mumbled, her constants being drowned by the sound of her thick congestion, “Why wouldd’t I be fide?” 

“Sure, you are,” You replied, a hint of sarcasm lacing your tone, “Because everyone's who’s ‘fide’ clearly speaks like they’ve swallowed a handful of cotton.” 

“Ha ha, very fuddy.” Scarlett mumbled in annoyance as she rolled her eyes, but still she took the hint and reached towards to take another handful of tissues from the box to blow her nose. 

  

“I need to get this finished now.” She sniffled, her voice clearer now. 

“All right baby, I’ll get out of your hair for a bit. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to text me.” You smiled, getting up from the couch to come round the side of her desk to quickly kiss the tip of her red nose. 

An action which may or may not have caused her tickle to return… 

“You did that on purpose.” Scarlett grumbled sourly, wiping her sleeve against her nose whilst you flashed your ‘I’m totally innocent’ smile. 

“Me? Make you sneeze on purpose? Oh, I would never.” Your teasing voice trailed off into a giggle as you quickly left her office. Scarlett being grumpy when sick wasn’t unusual but that definitely didn’t mean you wanted to be on the receiving end of it, even if she did look adorable when she was annoyed. 

Instead, you took the chance to clean up the house a little. You’d both been cooped up inside the last few days as a result of the raging Winter weather outside and it was starting to show. Luckily it didn’t take long for you to start the dishwasher up and begin a load of laundry before you began work on the rest of the house.  

You were just unloading the freshly washed glasses from the machine when your phone dinged loudly from the countertop, grabbing your attention. Putting the final glasses away, you turned off the dishwasher before going over to look at the notification on your phone. 

Scarlett 🤍: Can you bring me another tissue box? (READ: 10:23) 

“Poor baby.” You found yourself mumbling a loud as you read the text. You knew Scarlett was sick, but that box was pretty full when you were in there earlier. If she’d used them all this fast, then maybe she felt worst then you’d thought. 

Almost as if to confirm your suspicions, the sound of a thick chesty cough came from behind you, turning around you saw Scarlett slowly shuffling towards you, her long pyjama pants trailing a little on the floor as she held the now-empty box in one of the hands. 

“Oh sweetie, I just got your text, I would’ve brought you up another box in a second.” You sighed as she rubbed at her eyes. She looked worst then earlier, somehow more tired and her nose looked redder, if that was even possible. 

“It’s okay, I needed to stretch my legs anway-hh-H’eishhoo!” She breaks off, the force of her sneezes sent her bending at the waist a little causing her to stumble forward as she lost her balance. 

“Bless you.” You mumbled softly, your teasing tone nowhere to be found as you reached out to rub her back, “You sure you’re okay? You don’t sound too well.” Your worry causing the words to spill from your mouth, even if you hadn’t intended them too. 

Scarlett seemed to hesitate for a moment, and you’d thought you’d blown it but to your surprise, she melted further into your touch, “I don't..uh- I don’t feel that well either.” 

  You paused at her words; you were surprised she admitted it this fast, so you knew she definently must’ve been feeling really crappy, much worst then she was letting on. Your hand moved to settle against the nap of her skin. She was hot, uncomfortably so. And judging by the small droplets of sweat clutching to her skin, it was a safe guess to say she was feverish. Pressing your lips to her own only confirmed your suspicions.  

“You’re so warm sweetie,” You sighed quietly as your arms came to wrap around her waist, letting your tired wife cuddle in close to you, “What do you need baby? Anything that’ll make you feel better, I’ll get it for you.” 

“Tissues.” She mumbled in reply as she buried her face into the crook of your neck, pulling herself closer into you, suddenly craving your touch. This did mean though that you weren’t fully able to give her the space she needed when she suddenly sneezed against the fabric of your hoodie, to her credit, she’d stifled it well but you definitely weren’t looking forward to catching it, if you had to get sick from anybody, at least it was from her though.  

“Bless you, I’ll go get them baby, stay here.” You smiled, gently peeling her from your hold before going to look into the cupboard to grab a new box of tissues. Opening the box, you went to hand them to your wife whilst you pulling out a handful to carefully press against her sniffly nose as you kissed her lightly on her head. "Better?" You asked once you’d cleaned up her face a little. 

“A bit...” She affirmed, instantly back in her prior position, holding you tightly. 

“Okay then, how about we go get you into bed, we can have a snuggly day under the covers, or we can go cuddle on the sofa and watch movies on the big TV, whichever you’d prefer. All I ask is that you’re resting.” You said, giving her the choice of what she wanted to do. You knew that for her to properly rest and to get better the fastest, she needed to be relaxed. 

"Hmm, the big TV." She mumbled, snuggling her face into your neck with a little shiver while you held her close.  "You can pick whatever movie we'll watch." She sighed, her exhaustion catching up with her once more. Your arms tightened around her protectively as you slowly led her into the living room, nesting her down beside you on the comfy sofa as you pulled off the big blanket you kept draped over the back of it and pulled it over the two of you, tucking her in tight. 

 You didn't get a chance to say anything further as her breathing slowed and she began to drift off and by the time you’d spent trying to decide what to watch, your wife had already fallen into a gentle sleep, her face buried into you as she slept softly. You breathed in, smelling her hair and the scent of her shampoo. You kissed the top of her head gently again as you decided that you’d rather concentrate on holding her close then watching any silly movie so there you were, content to cuddle her close as she slept off her cold. 

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