#Spectrum (Marvel)

[current-comix]

[616witch]

goodbye, captain marvel. hello auntie monica.

[ywnoart]

Monica Rambeau aka SPECTRUM ✨

[wanderingmind867]

Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman sll got colour themed anthologies. Superman got a red and blue series, Batman a Black and White series, and Wonder Woman a Black and Gold series. But... I want to propose we take this a step further. We have four other founding JLA members, after all. And while I'd love to do colour themed stuff for all sorts of characters, let's just start with those four. Here's my pitches:

Flash: Red and Gold. Red and Gold would also work great for a Captain Marvel/Shazam colour based anthology. Both Flash and Captain Marvel pretty much share colour schemes. But I think it would work pretty well in either case. There's so many good shades within these two colours.

Green Lantern: Green and Black. I think these two colours make the most sense. Hal Jordan's uniform is mostly Green, with some Black on it. And a series of comics in Green and Black sounds really pretty, honestly. Really, really pretty visually.

Aquaman: Orange and Blue. I know Aquaman's outfit is usually Orange and Green, but Orange and Blue just sounds like a far better complementary pairing. Aquaman in orange, reflected against the beautiful blues of the ocean? It sounds majestic. It would be perfect for a comic series, in my opinion.

Martian Manhunter: Green and Red. Yeah, J'onn gets the contrasting colours of Red and Green. Red and Green are two colours that complement each other really well (as i believe even basic colour theory touches on), so a comic in shades of Red and Green sounds perfect. Beautiful. So much could be told in these colours.

I could keep going from here, but you get the idea. I've proposed ideas for colour based anthologies with Flash, Captain Marvel/Shazam, Green Lantern, Aquaman and Martian Manhunter. And as long as there's interesting colour schemes, I can keep going here.

[avengerscompound]

WOMEN OF MARVEL (2024) #1

[sapphirebluejewel]

[gigawatt-conduit]

honestly give teyonah Parris an Oscar for just constantly rattling off science shit like it was nothing while Brie and Iman looked at her like “girl what the fuck are you on about”

[towritecomicsonherarms]

Things and stuff

[selfawarecobalt]

okay so this originally started as a doodle to get me out of an art block thats lasted for over 6 months now and. thirteen hours later here we are

(textless version under the read more)

[why-i-love-comics]

Avengers Assemble #1 (2024)

written by Steve Orlando art by Cory Smith, Oren Junior, Elisabetta D'Amico, & Sonia Oback

[bad-comic-art]

I'm not sure what comic they're from, but this is supposed to be Monica Rambeau... 😭

submitted by @daisy-mooon

[auxilioooo]

the fact that she has this in her space ship

[autismsupermusicalassassin]

I love the mcu Moonknight not only because how they deal With DID better than the glass movies (that paints a person who has DID in a very bad light) but also making Steven Grant have a repsention on the spectrum (because I’m on the average level of the spectrum that knows right and wrong) because how smart and passionate he is about Egyptian stuff and how he has a nightly routine as most people on this spectrum have and I also love the fact that they change Steven Grant profession for the series to a realistic job as a gift shopist because of representation on people with disabilities and disorders that have jobs. I like to Marc when gotten older created Steven social skills and personality to have autistic traits and not to mention in a interview with Oscar that he said that he felt that Steven is on the spectrum which i can literally see that, from what acting direction they took and script writers for the MCU show has did so that’s why I love Oscar isaac’s portrayal of the alter Steven Grant

[do-u-know-this-autisticcharacter]

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[why-greg-land]

Greg Land doesn't know how to draw normal faces, or is it just my idea?

I have to assume that he has tried to disguise a little bit with certain details. And I'm still not convinced.

We can also contemplate that in the second drawing it seems that her legs are made in a rushed way and does not match with the rest. Also the feet look weird...

Monica Rambeau in Mighty Avengers (2013) and Symbiote Spider-Man (2019)

[natashaslesbian]

We Saved Each Other (Part Three)

Summary: Natasha finds herself feeling protective over you when you have to go and see Doctor Bruce

Word Count: 1.9k

Parings (Natasha Romanoff x Kid!Reader)

Warnings/Content: Red Room references, medical check up, needles, crying, Fury appears, Nat being the biggest softie

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You woke up with a slight panic, the unfamiliar feeling of the sheets over your skin confusing your small brain. You reached out a single arm and folded it over to pull on your cuffs, but they didn’t seem to be there. You peered around the dimly lit room and your gaze caught a larger frame on the floor, sprawled out with curly red locks. So - yesterday hadn’t been a dream? You were still in your fluffy clothes and in the company of the one person who had ever shown you kindness. Almost on cue, Natasha began to stir. She groaned slightly, probably relieving the ache in her neck from sleeping on the floor. You pulled the duvet up to your chin, afraid the woman would see you and change her mind at hospitality she was offering you. When the redhead saw you were awake too, she smiled. So warmly. So calmly. “Good morning sweetheart!” Her soft nature had you itching to smile back “did you sleep well darling?” She asked, you only managed a nod. Natasha peeled herself from the floor and came to sit beside you, she opened her hand towards you “it’s okay, you’re still safe I promise” she could read you so well. You reached your hand out and slotted it into hers. “No chain?” You whispered.

The older widows heart dropped. They still did that? “No, no chains darling, you’re free to leave the bed whenever you’d like” this was so alien to you, but you sucked in a sharp breath and used your feet to push down the duvet and reach your other arm to Nat. She helped you down off the bed “thank you” you said “you’re very welcome, would you like some breakfast?” You couldn’t quite remember the last time you had eaten, and you were definitely hungry “no thank you” you lied. “It’s alright, you can have something to eat if you’d like” Natasha said “bread?” You questioned, “how about some toast?” You thought inquisitively “toast?” You had never heard of it before “it’s just like bread” the agent started “but it’s warm and you can but butter or jam on top” you were defiantly curious now “please may I have toast?” You smiled “of course”

You decided you wanted to have whatever Natasha was having on her toast, and today she chose butter. You watched her every move as she prepared the simple breakfast. “Here we are” she said. It was almost comical how excited you were over such a basic food but Natasha knew your taste buds hadn’t explored much at the red room. “Is it good?” She said “yes! So tasty!” You squealed, making the most noise you had since Natasha met you, she was loving seeing more of your personality. Unfortunately, that didn’t last long. “Good morning agent Romanoff!” Fury loudly made his presence known. You slid right back into your shell, not daring to look up from your plate “good morning” Romanoff said. “I’ve set up a doctors appointment for the young one, in an hour at the tower with doctor Banner, I thought you might like to take her there” take you where? To see a doctor? Didn’t Natasha say you were safe? The red head sensed your tension and came to Fury for a quiet word “um, is there any chance doctor Cho could see her? She might feel more comfortable with a female” she said ��she’s away I’m afraid, it’s doctor Banner or no one” Fury boomed “he’s just gonna give her a check up and take some blood so we can get some information on her” Natasha felt her blood rising “she’s not a lab rat” she shot at her superior “No. but she is entirely unidentified to us. We don’t even know her name. It’s not to scare her Romanoff, it’s to help her okay. Try not to worry. I understand it’s close to home but I promise we’ll keep her safe” Nick’s words calmed Nat slightly, she still knew you would be terrified but she also knew this was important. Who knew what injury’s you could have.

You followed Natasha’s every instruction. Followed her to the car. Sat silently the whole journey. Quietly followed her into the avengers tower. Of course she was looking out for you, trying to assure you that you were safe but you were still scared. “Okay little one” she said as she came down to your level outside of a white door “my really good friend Bruce is a doctor, and he’s going to have a little look at you okay? He’s going to make sure that you’re well and that you’re not hurting. I promise he won’t hurt you” you hoped and prayed that ‘doctor Banner’ would be a girl, but no, instead it was a man, your biggest nightmare. The door opened to reveal a small hospital room, medical equipment littered everywhere, and everything you were afraid of was clear to your eyes. You couldn’t step foot in there. Silent tears crept towards your eyes and the widow was instantly at your side “hey, hey, hey, it’s alright. You’re safe I promise. I’m gonna be here the whole time and I’ll protect you, I promise!” She soothed, it worked for a moment and you crept towards the bed “can I lift you up?” Nat asked, you nodded. You sat in a nervous quietness and as promised, Natasha stayed right by your side. The door crashed open. A doctor came in. You whined quietly and leaned towards Nat. She was slightly took by surprise but immediately wrapped her arm around your shoulders, shushing you softly.

“Hi there, I’m Bruce” the doctor said. He had been filled in on the basics so decided to skip most of the small talk. You apprehensively let him check your temperature, eyesight and blood pressure. At the mention of having to look over your body for injury you focused your attention to the red head. “You don’t have to be ashamed of them, remember?” She said, quoting from your conversation last night. While keeping your dignity, you undressed and sceptically let Bruce take a look at you. He took notes, so many notes on his clipboard. He was probably writing down everything that was wrong with you. Banner made the examination as quick as possible, sensing how uncomfortable you were. He was glad to note down that you didn’t appear to have any recent injuries. “Ok” he said “there’s just one last thing we need to do okay. We need to have a blood test to make sure you’re all healthy inside and so we can learn a little more about you” what did they need to know? There’s nothing wrong with you. “It’s just a quick little prick darling. It’ll be over before you know it. And then I can find out your name. I’m sure it’s just as beautiful as my new friend” you didn’t quite understand her, who was she calling beautiful? Bruce tried to be discreet, but as soon as you saw the needle you flipped.

“NO. NO. NO.” You screamed as you pulled away from them both “you say safe! You going to hurt me!” You started crying your heart out. Natasha was taken aback. “Sweetheart it’s okay I promise, we’re not going to hurt you it’ll just be a small prick” her words brought no comfort. You cried and cried. It was happening again. You trusted her and she was betraying you “No! Let me go!” You screamed as arms wrapped tightly around you “I’ve got you darling, I’m gonna keep you safe I promise” Natasha whispered into your ear. You calmed ever so slightly, her voice bringing you comfort. You were to weak to fight her, there was no where to go. Bruce came towards you with a sharp needle. you would tell them anything they wanted to know, anything that would stop the pain walking towards you. Nat’s grip tightened around you, suffocating you in her warmth. The doctor decided this was his only chance. The needle pushed past your skin, sinking into your blood. You let out the most gut wrenching scream, Natasha had to hold back her tears, she knew all to well what you were going through. “Y/N!” You screamed “my name is y/n” your voice was hoarse, like you were swallowing glass “I promise. Please!” it was hard to comprehend but Natasha heard it “y/n” she cooed “it’s okay y/n. Your safe” nothing seemed to stop the pain and memories that filled your little head. The only thing you could do was squeeze your eyes tightly shut, just hoping and praying it would be over soon. all your strength was gone, small whimpers were all you could release.

“Hey y/n, look” her soft voice caught your attention. She pointed over Bruce, on the other side of the room. “It’s all done” she said “you did so well y/n” you continued to whimper into her shoulder for a few moments and although you were hurting, Natasha was loving holding you so close. “Well done y/n. We’re all finished now” Bruce said. The older widow was quick to remove you from such a frightening environment and headed to her bedroom in the tower. The morning had taken its toll on you, you were in desperate need of a nap, but you knew you weren’t allowed one. “Here we are y/n. This is my bedroom, and you can stay here for as long as you need. You hummed in an unsure agreement “would you like to take a nap sweetheart?” Natasha said as she sat you down her bed. “I can have nap?” You said as you rubbed your sore red eyes “of course you can y/n. It’s okay if you’re tired and need a rest” you shyly nodded and crawled up to the pillows with Natasha’s approval. Nat helped to tuck you in all snug and then set off to the door “Natty?” You whined. Her heart stopped, the first time you used her name and it was the most beautiful nickname she had ever been given. “Yeah y/n?” She said “will ou howld me pwease?” You mumbled, already falling to sleep “of course” the redhead wasted no time and climbed into her plush bed with you, you wrapped yourself around her and fell into a deep slumber.

Natasha was too shocked to move. This tiny little person she had known for less than 48 hours had given her so much trust. But Nat knew she was a monster, even if the little y/h/c haired girl didn’t. Natasha was still traumatised by her past, how could she help you deal with yours? She didn’t know the first thing about caring for a toddler, or even about caring for herself. The widow thought of countless ways she could give you a better life, she could take you to an adoption agency, maybe Clint’s family could take you in? But every idea came back to the same thought, she would miss you so much. Natasha couldn’t imagine ever letting you go, she wanted to hold you like this forever. She carefully reached for her phone and dialled her new found friend “Hey Natasha” he answered after a few rings “Hi Clint” Nat said as she took a deep breath “her name’s y/n” Clint smiled, although Natasha couldn’t see it “how’s she doing?” He asked “she’s frightened, scared, afraid, she just fell asleep…” she trailed off “and?” Clint said, already knowing his new partner so well “and” Natasha started “I’m gonna keep her”

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I’m loving writing this series, please please send me any ideas you’d like me to include or touch on!

-Astara🩷