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Janet van Dyne, a founding member of the Avengers and the person who gave it its name, appears to have been erased from the MCU. Not in the roster when Avengers came out back in 2012, Jan was set for another opportunity to be a part of the team when Marvel announced Ant-Man. Unfortunately, from the announcements yesterday, Jan van Dyne was not even mentioned but someone else was: Hope van Dyne, later corrected to “Hope Pym”, Hank Pym’s daughter. 

At best, Jan will either be a mention or a cameo or an easter egg. She will not be a part of the team she founded, she will not be a superhero. She’s either been swapped out for Hope Pym, who might take up the mantle because Marvel Studios thinks women are interchangeable, or she will be an easter egg at most. 

Janet van Dyne, the heart and soul of the original Avengers and of every Avengers team she’s been on throughout the years, has been erased from the MCU.

If that seems like a fucking shitty thing for Marvel to do to you, we’re tweeting out in the #JanetVanCrime hashtag. you can join us and stand up to yet another fucking erasure of a female character. Keep an eye on the #janetvancrime tag on tumblr for panels, livestreams, and links. Please don’t stay silent about this.

You can watch the Ant-Man panel here.

Since I made this post, there’s been a new development. Janet van Dyne is in a ‘tragic accident’ in Ant-man, as a part of Hank Pym’s backstory.

“My name is Dr. Henry Pym. I’m an entomologist. I’m also a physicist and I discovered in 1963, a way, a serum to reduce a human being to the size of ant maintaining the strength. Not only that, but I was able to find a way to communicate with the ants. But unfortunately during this process, a tragic personal accident happened with my wife, my daughter, Evangeline, Hope. So I’ve had to pass my powers and strengths onto a mentor.”

It appears that Janet van Dyne is killed off in Ant-Man. 

Bleeding Cool published an article on the #JanetVanCrime twitter movement today, detailing how the hashtag evolved over this news.

Join us on twitter to voice your outrage using the #JanetVanCrime hashtag.

This is just…this makes me livid.

Absolutely livid.

I do not know what Edgar Wright had in mind that was too off base and weird and edgy for Marvel that they parted ways, when something like this was considered a-okay.

It’s ridiculously disrespectful to the second super heroine to debut in the modern age of Marvel ComicsI’m mad about this. I’m very disappointed by this. I’m very disappointed that this was the big news of SDCC, and there wasn’t anything else to temper it. 

The MCU has done SUCH a phenomenal job with making Pepper, Peggy, and Jane fully realized, three dimensional characters; seriously, there is little-to-nothing worth latching onto with those characters as they were written pre-MCU. Peggy was nearly non-existant, and both Pepper and Jane had fallen way out of use by the end of the 20th Century. To have Janet be actively removed from the MCU like this just…it really hurts.

It really hurts.

………  What.

Oh fuck that noise.

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My attempts to get a good night’s sleep were in no way enhanced by Athena’s decision to beat a mouse to death under my side of the bed at about 6 AM.

She’s been getting more and more successful at mousing lately. I don’t know how. My mental vision of the inside of Athena’s head is a kind of vaulted bone cathedral, columns of mandible and cheekbone soaring upwards to the arching buttresses of sinus cavities, cobalt light streaming in through two rose window eyes, the floor cleft by irregular stairways of palate and spine. It’s an open, airy place, in which the lone brain cell, clad in tiny monkish robes, solemnly reads out the liturgy, and paces through the vast emptiness, lighting tiny synapse-torches and praying to the God of Cat Brains* and hoping in quiet desperation that some day they’ll send him an acolyte.

And yet, somehow…she catches mice. Go figure.

By Ursula Vernon (via fuckyeahursulavernon)