#lee!yelena

[widowsistersandfriends]

Baking Pranks

Request: hey Would you write more Natasha x her sister fics? I really enjoyed them.

Note: Thank you so much for this request! I love writing for the widow sisters <3 I appreciate you all being patient, especially after my long spell of not writing :) Enjoy!

Summary: Yelena notices that her sister is baking and decides to be mischievous. As usual.

Word Count: 1155

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Yelena smelled something good coming from the kitchen, making her perk up with curiosity. She got out of bed and began to explore. To her surprise, Natasha was baking in the kitchen. Yelena raised an eyebrow, as it was rare to see her older sister doing any sort of cooking. Most people would have competitions to see who was the better chef. However, it was quite the opposite with them two. Instead they competed to see who was the worst chef. 

Yelena tiptoed closer to figure out what her sister was making. She couldn’t think of any special occasions that were coming up that would require baked goods. However, Yelena knew that this was also the perfect opportunity to mess with her sister. 

The blonde was able to slip out of the house and get a little something from the store nearby. When she returned, Natasha seemed frustrated and upset. Yelena felt guilty now trying to prank her and decided to intervene.

“What’s wrong Natasha?” Yelena asked, her accent coming out strongly, showing that she was genuinely concerned.

“Oh, hi Yelena. I’m just trying to bake and can’t seem to get it right. I’ve had to restart many times now because it’s just not perfect,” Natasha explained.

“What are you baking for?” Yelena inquired.

“Oh, I don’t know, just felt like it,” Natasha responded, avoiding eye contact.

Yelena gasped. “NATASHKA! DO YOU HAVE A PARTNER?!?” Yelena shouted, scooting closer to her sister.

“What? No, why would you think that?” Natasha asked, giving her sister a weird look.

“I don’t know, why else would you be putting in so much effort into something you suck at?” The blonde asked, snorting at her dig. 

“Hey, you’re not any better,” Natasha warned, reaching out to pinch her sister’s upper ribs.

Yelena yelped and jumped back, as Natasha knew every ticklish spot on her sister, both big and small. 

“Rude,” Yelena said, walking away.

“Where are you going?” Natasha asked.

“You’ll see,” Yelena said, flashing her a grin, as the redhead knew trouble was coming. 

A few minutes later, Natasha had finally gotten another batch of cake mix together and stirred it to a nice consistency. 

“Okay, now I just need to not overfill the wrappers,” Natasha whispered to herself.

Natasha moved elsewhere in the kitchen to retrieve the paper wrappers for cupcakes. Yelena took this opportunity to quickly move into the kitchen and add a bunch of drops of different food coloring in the batter. She quickly left, hiding around the corner to not get caught but to also see her sister’s reaction.

The redhead returned to her work station, now seeing all the dark drops in her batter.

“What is that?” Natasha asked herself, wondering for a bit what it was. 

She stirred the batter some more to see if she could figure out what it was, as she quickly realized that her perfect colored batter was now a mix of random colors that did not look good together or presentable.

“YELENA!” Natasha shouted, knowing her sister must be the culprit and was nearby. 

The blonde took off, knowing she had to use every second to her advantage. She sprinted upstairs to her bedroom, the redhead following close behind. 

She slammed the door, unable to lock it in time, as Natasha immediately pushed against it. They were evenly matched for the most part, until Yelena began to laugh and lose her strength. 

“Enjoy your last words, because once this door is open you are so done for!” Natasha teased warningly, making her sister laugh even more and lose even more strength. 

The door was now open enough for Natasha to reach her arm through. She reached around with her hand and latched onto Yelena’s side, squeezing away and making her sister collapse and allowing the door to burst open.

“Not fair!” Yelena complained, as Natasha quickly snatched her up and threw her onto the bed.

“You think you’re funny?” Natasha asked, pinning Yelena’s arms above her head and scribbling into her armpits.

“NOHOHOHO NATAHAHASHA STAHAHAHAP!” Yelena cried out, kicking her legs futilely. 

“You wanna be funny and pull pranks?” Natasha asked, grinning evilly to let her sister know she wasn’t actually mad.

“YEHEHES I AHAHAM FUHUNNY,”  Yelena responded, cackling when her sister began to dig between her ribs.

“You’ve been ticklish here since you were a little girl,” Natasha teased, as Yelena shook her head no.

“No?” Natasha asked, leaning down to blow three big raspberries on Yelena’s stomach, making the poor girl tap out, as she was unable to speak.

“Learned your lesson?” Natasha asked, knowing the answer was going to be anything but yes.

“I learned that you’re too old and slow to notice real spies in action,” Yelena dared to say, wiggling her eyebrows mischievously. 

“Oh you’re so in for it,” Natasha growled, turning around and sitting on Yelena’s shins. With that, she used her nails up and down Yelena’s soles and the tops of her feet, making her scream with laughter. She also occasionally reached back to squeeze her knees and thighs, making the blonde jump and squeal every time.

Natasha let her guard up for a bit, which allowed Yelena to throw her off from all her squirming. However, Natasha was quick to rebound and pinned Yelena face down.

“Ah ah ah, I’m not done with you yet,” Natasha grinned, as she reached her hand under Yelena’s shirt and began to tickle her lower back and sides with her evil nails.

“NATASHA I SWEHEHEAR!” Yelena shouted, cursing her body for being so sensitive.

“You swear what?” Natasha asked, dipping into her sides again.

“I SWEAR I WOHOHONT PRAHAHANK YOU AGAHAHAIN,” Yelena pleaded, both of them knowing the real truth that Yelena would most definitely continue to prank her sister.

“Alright, I’ll let you go for now,” Natasha said, getting off of her sister. Yelena huffed in annoyance, curling up in a ball to get rid of the lingering sensation.

“You are really a jerk,” Yelena said in annoyance.

“And you really are a brat,” Natasha said, tousling her sister’s hair.

“You never answered why you were baking,” Yelena said, now genuinely curious.

Natasha raised an eyebrow at her. “You don’t know?”

“Me?” Yelena guessed with a shy smile.

“Always you, my sweet baby sister,” Natasha said, planting a soft kiss on her forehead.

“But why?” Yelena said, feeling soft and loved.

“I know how much you love sweets and wanted to make a special treat for you,” Natasha responded.

“But then, you know, you ruined it with your brattiness,” Natasha teased, lightly tickling Yelena’s stomach, making her giggle and swat her hand away.

“Come on, I’ll help you finish baking. After all I am the expert here,” Yelena said, now getting up and leading her sister to the kitchen.

Natasha rolled her eyes with a smile, happy to bake with her sister, as it would be way more fun than by herself.

[mysteriouslee]

Ho Ho Ho

Merry Christmas Mother

switch!yelena switch!kate

It had been couple months since they started dating. They were still in the "honeymoon phase" so to speak. Yelena and Kate spooned on the bed in Kate's apartment under the covers, this was the softest Kate had ever seen her gf and she's not complaining. Kate rubbed the back of Yelena's head as Yelena snuggled in closer. There was one thing however.....

Yelena's breath on her neck tickled, and not that was a bad thing, it just that Kate doesn't want to squirm too much and wake the blonde widow. Yelena stirred awake at the archer's movement.

"Kate Bishop, what is wrong?" Yelena asked

Yelena noticed Kate's shoulders scrunching as her nose and breath caused a ticklish reaction. Yelena smirked however Kate couldn't see it. Yelena skittered her nails down Kate's back causing Kate to jump a little with the sudden touch. The archer giggled and covered her face on the widow's shoulder.Yelena then shot her hands up Kate's shirt and scribbled her nails on Kate's sides and Kate was yet to pull away but Yelena knew she wouldn't all the newfound hawkeye did was throw her head back and giggle her head off.Kate decided to get her own revenge by landing tickly kisses and nibbles in the crook of Yelena's neck prompting snorty giggles from the assasin.Yelena found that she laughed more freely with Kate and had no need to hide it.

"Kahahate Bishohop stohop" demanded Yelena

"Youhuhu fihirst" Kate jabbed back.

And because of their competetive nature,the rolled around and tickled eachother until they both felt exhausted

To: @trrickytickle

[bambinella]

Special person? Special gift!

A/N: It’s been 84 years... and I finally managed to get out of writing block! Don’t know how much I’ll be writing, but hey, at least I can say I’ve returned! Have some fluff y’all!

Summary: it’s almost Natasha’s birthday, and Kate is determined to give her the best gift ever

Warnings: none, except fluff and tickles

Word count: 2986

Kate was currently sitting on the giant couch in the Avenger’s common room, lost in thoughts as she chewed her lower lip. Natasha’s birthday was approaching fast, yet she couldn’t think of any gift she deemed ‘worthy’ for her friend. The widow was special to her, so she deserved a special gift. After what seemed like hours Kate stood up and made her way towards her own room, figuring merely sitting on the couch wouldn’t help, as an idea suddenly struck her. The archer turned on her heels and ran in the opposite direction, making her way towards Natasha’s room.

After making sure the assassin was not present in the building, Kate took a deep breath and knocked on the door. After a few heartbeats she heard footsteps approaching, and moments later Yelena opened the door, unable to hide her surprised expression as she looked up at her friend. She clearly had not expected Kate to drop by.

“Kate? Natasha’s not here, she went out for a run about an hour ago,” Yelena said, raising an eyebrow at the archer.

“I know, I’m not here for Natasha, I’m here for you,” Kate quickly said, scanning the hallway for Natasha’s possible return. “Can I come in? I need your advice,” She added.

Yelena blinked several times, both eyebrows raised in surprise once more before stepping aside, allowing Kate to quickly dart inside. The blonde closed the door and turned to her friend, both eyebrows still raised.

“You’re here for me and you need my advice?” She repeated, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “And you came here knowing Natasha isn’t here? Alright, spill up. What did you do?” Yelena asked, for a moment sounding like a mother about to scold her child.

“I didn’t do anything! It’s just… it’s almost Natasha’s birthday and I’m clueless on what to give her!” Kate whisper-yelled, causing Yelena to blink yet again. Of all the things she had expected Kate to say, this wasn’t one of them. Not many people knew Natasha’s birthday, and if they did, not many were actively trying to get her a present. A smile tugged at Yelena’s lips as she looked at the archer, feeling pride instead of jealousy.

“You’re her sister, you know her best!” Kate continued rambling, desperate to get some ideas from her friend. Yelena looked at her for a long second, nodding as she agreed.

“Well… my sister is pretty easy when it comes to gifts, because she’ll love anything you give her,” The blonde started, tilting her head to the side. “But if you truly want to blow her off her socks, then don’t buy anything. The best gifts are the ones you can’t buy,” Yelena said with another nod, rather proud of her advice.

It was now Kate’s turn to blink, looking like a confused puppy as she thought about that. A gift you can’t buy. Huh. She didn’t even think about that option. But what did it mean?

She was pulled out of her train of thoughts by the sound of a picture being taken, looking up to see Yelena grinning at her while putting away her phone. 

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it,” She chuckled, obviously not sorry at all. “You had the dumbest and funniest expression, and I HAD to add it to my gallery,”

“Oh come on, that’s so-” Kate started, before going wide eyed. “Wait, that's it! That’s perfect! Thank you Yelena!” She said, leaving the room just as fast as she had entered, leaving Yelena to be the confused one this time.

For the next few days, Kate was creeping around the compound, trying to somehow sneak up on Natasha. Yelena had given her the perfect idea by taking a picture while she wasn’t looking, and it was exactly what she planned to do to the Widow Sisters. She wanted to give Natasha an album full of pictures of her and Yelena, and some pictures of the three of them. However, to get the best results, she wanted Natasha to be unaware of the picture being taken. A hard task indeed.

At first it was easy. She simply had to sit across from the two sisters - who were almost always cuddled up - and take a picture when Natasha was looking away. Yelena, of course, noticed right away, yet decided to keep quiet as she figured it was for the birthday gift. Kate was very grateful for that.

However, as time went by, the best spy in the world started to notice Kate’s different behavior, since she never sat next to Natasha anymore. The redhead knew something was up, yet she couldn’t put her finger on it. She also knew nothing was wrong, since Kate remained her cheerful self, with no signs of hidden sadness. So, she decided to brush it off. Until one certain afternoon.

Kate once again sat at the other end of the couch, facing Natasha and Yelena as they watched a movie. There was a comfortable silence, until said silence was interrupted by the sound of a picture being taken. Kate mentally cursed as she realized the sound was still on, looking up at her friends. Both Natasha and Yelena had looked up in the direction of the sound, noticing the phone in Kate’s hand.

“Did you just take a picture of me?” Natasha questioned, narrowing her eyes at the archer. Kate gulped and shook her head.

“No…? No I did not, I definitely did not,” She lied. Her lying was still horrible, Yelena realized, as she let out a sigh. 

“Kate…” Natasha said sternly yet playfully, slowly untangling herself from her sister as she turned her full attention to the brunette.

“I did not!” Kate cried out, noticing the smirk on Natasha’s face. She was in big trouble, she realized, while trying to back further into the couch. She knew from experience that running away was futile, yet staying put was even more dangerous. This was bad.

“Give me your phone.” Natasha said, standing up from the couch while holding out her hand towards Kate, who quickly shook her head.

“No!” She said, quickly putting the phone into her front pocket, keeping her hand inside to guard it. She wouldn’t give her that phone under any circumstances. She couldn’t!

“You do realize…,” Natasha said, now looming over Kate with a mischievous smirk. “That if you don’t give me your phone, I’ll be forced to use extreme and effective measures, right? You know that, right?” She added with a teasing grin.

If Kate could sink any further into the couch, she would be inside of it by now. However, she still refused to give her phone to Natasha, so merely shook her head in stubbornness. Natasha let out a sigh and shook her head as well, putting her hands on her hips.

“Can’t say I didn’t warn you, kid,” The assassin said, before pouncing on the young archer. Kate knew what was going to happen, yet that didn’t make it any easier. She tried to curl in on herself while keeping her left hand in her pocket, letting out a cry of laughter as Natasha started tickling her sides.

“NOOoohohohohohoho! Natashahahaha staahahahahahap thahahahat!” Loud giggles immediately filled the room as Kate squirmed on the couch, using her free hand to push at the redhead’s shoulder.

“You can easily end this, Kate,” Natasha smirked, scribbling her nails up and down the poor girl’s sides and ribs. “Just give me the phone,”

The brunette was drowning in her own giggles, her eyes closed and her nose curled up, yet her hand remained in her pocket. Natasha playfully ‘tsked’ and decided to step up her game, moving her hands up to scratch into Kate’s underarms. Kate’s eyes flew wide open as she let out a shriek of laughter, immediately slamming her arms to her sides.

“NOHOHO! NATAHAAHASHA NOHOHHOHOHO! OHOHHO NOHOHOHOHO!” She howled, weakly pushing against the redhead’s arms as she attempted to curl in on her side.

“You know you want to get that hand out of your pocket~,” Natasha teased in a sing-song voice, speeding up the tickles under her left arm while moving her other hand to her stomach, clawing at the center of it.

“PLEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAN’T TEEHEHHELL YOHOHOHOU!” Kate pleaded, arching her back while placing her own hand on her stomach in an attempt to protect it. She had no chance at all. 

Yelena watched the scene in front of her with a wide grin, not planning on interfering in the first place. However, when she heard Kate plead for mercy - Natasha was clawing at her stomach with both hands - she realized that the archer needed help, or the birthday gift would be ruined. So, with a sigh, she crawled forward towards her sister and hooked her hands underneath her arms. Natasha, who had been too focused on tickling Kate to pieces, let out an out-of-character squeal of laughter and slammed her arms to her sides, ceasing her tickle attack on Kate.

“Alright sestra, you’re actually killing her,” Yelena chuckled, wiggling her fingers under Natasha’s arms while pulling her backwards. The older widow started giggling loudly at the tickles, no matter how hard she tried to stop it, while struggling to escape. Kate tried to catch her breath, still giggling from the tickle attack as she watched the sisters wrestle around on the couch. It took Natasha a good five seconds to get out of Yelena’s hold, and another second to pin her younger sister to the couch.

“Ohoho you’ve done it now,” Natasha chuckled, an evil grin spreading on her face as she looked down at Yelena. 

“Ah fuck,” The blonde giggled, shooting a glare at Kate. “Well what are you waiting for, you idiot?!” She yelled, yet there was no venom behind it. The brunette gulped and nodded, finally understanding what Yelena had done.

Natasha braced herself for tickles from behind, yet was surprised to hear heavy footsteps run out of the common room. Yelena had sacrificed herself so Kate could escape? Something weird was going on here.

“I’ll get you Kate! I’m not done with you yet!” Natasha playfully threatened, before turning back to the trapped blonde. “But first, I’ll have to deal with you,” She added with a smirk, winking at her baby sister. Kate could hear Yelena’s loud laughter in the distance as she quickly ran to her own room for safety.

The brunette had decided not to take more pictures of Natasha, now that she was on high alert. It would be a huge risk, and she heavily doubted that Yelena would jump in the fire a second time for her. It had taken several days to prepare the gift, since she had to do it sneakily, yet Kate was finally done, and she was very proud. And now, all she had to do was wait.

When the 3rd of December finally arrived, Kate was literally bouncing on her feet out of eagerness. She really wanted to give her gift to Natasha, yet she also wanted to give Yelena the opportunity to be the first one to celebrate with her sister. So, Kate decided to look for Natasha in the early afternoon, unable to wait any longer. She found the assassin in the common room, surprised to see that she was alone. It was the perfect opportunity, however. Natasha looked up as she noticed Kate approaching, her eyes full of love as she smiled at her friend. 

“Happy Birthday Natasha!” Kate cried out, almost jumping onto the couch to hug the redhead. Natasha couldn’t help but laugh at her excitement, wrapping an arm around Kate’s back as she gently rocked her from side to side.

“Thank you sweetheart,” She said, looking genuinely happy as she looked up at the young girl, releasing her from the hug. Kate thought her heart was going to explode with love then and there.

“I got you a gift!” The brunette said, sitting down next to her as she held out the wrapped gift. Natasha playfully rolled her eyes and accepted it, shaking her head at the archer.

“Sweetie, you didn’t have to give me anything. The fact that you remembered my birthday is already enough for me,” She said, yet Kate quickly shook her head. She was having none of that, and now she was even more determined to give Natasha more gifts from now on. 

“If you don’t open it right now, I’m giving you two gifts next year,” Kate declared, waggling her eyebrows playfully. Natasha rolled her eyes again, yet didn’t waste another minute as she started tearing at the wrapping paper. Kate was almost bouncing on the couch, nervous to see her friend’s reaction. She was pretty sure Natasha would like it, but she was still nervous.

When Natasha read the words ‘For the best friend in the world’ on the front of the book, she immediately went quiet. She opened the book to look at the pages, and couldn’t suppress a rather emotional gasp. Inside the book there were dozens of pictures of Natasha and Yelena from every possible angle, cuddled up together. And most importantly, Natasha was smiling on all of them. There was a heavy silence in the room as Natasha slowly flipped through all the pages, looking at every single picture. As she got to the last page, the redhead let out another gasp, one of her hands covering her mouth. It was covered with pictures of Yelena and Natasha as children - Yelena had been so kind as to give her some copies from ‘Mama Melina’s’ original book - and in the center of it there was a single picture of Yelena, Natasha and Kate, the words ‘you are loved’ written underneath it. Kate looked at her friend, now slightly worried as Natasha didn’t take her eyes off the page for a good minute, not even blinking.

“So… do you like it?” She asked, making Natasha finally look up from the book. Teary eyed, she put the book aside and pulled Kate into the biggest hug she had ever received. Natasha buried her face into Kate’s neck, unable to hold back her sobs and her emotions any longer. Kate returned the embrace, rubbing one hand over her friend’s back in a soothing motion. While she had expected Natasha to get emotional, she had not foreseen this outburst. After about a minute or two the redhead pulled back, cupping Kate’s cheeks with both hands.

“That is one of the best, if not the best, gifts I’ve ever received,” She said with a sniffle, a smile appearing on her face. “Thank you so much.” Kate let out a relieved sigh and leaned into the touch, an even wider smile appearing on her face.

“You’re special, Tasha, so you deserve special gifts. I just wanted to show you that you ARE loved, no matter what you think… and now, if you ever have a bad day, you can use this as a reminder,” The brunette said, grabbing hold of one of Natasha’s hands to place a gentle kiss on her fingers. “You’re one of my best friends, and I’m here for you when you need me, whenever you need me,” She promised.

Natasha was at a loss for words and simply nodded with a smile, pulling Kate close to her once more to cuddle, to which the brunette easily complied. The two of them sat together in a comfortable silence, Kate’s back resting against Natasha’s front, while the assassin played with her friend's hair to calm down from her emotions. Both of them were simply enjoying each other’s presence as Natasha placed her chin on Kate’s shoulder.

“I’m impressed you thought of such a creative gift in the first place,” She complimented after a while, lightly scratching at the base of Kate’s neck to get those sweet giggles she loved. 

“What can I say, I’m a genius,” The brunette giggled, trying hard not to pull away from the nails on her neck. “It was hard though, taking pictures while you weren’t looking,” She added with a smirk.

“So that’s why you were sneaking up on me,” Natasha chuckled, gently poking her cheek with one finger. “I knew you were acting weird. You little stalker,” She teased with a wink.

“I’m not!” Kate protested with a huff, now folding her arms in front of her. “I just needed to take pictures when you weren’t looking!” She added. Natasha suddenly raised a brow, a smirk forming on her face.

“Oh right… that reminds me,” She started, wrapping her arms around Kate’s shoulders to trap her in a hug. “Didn’t I say I’d get you for not giving your phone to me? I think I’ll do that now. Plus I still need to properly thank you,” She smirked. Kate’s eyes widened as she looked over her shoulder, immediately recognizing the look on her friend’s face.

“Wait, Natasha nO-”

Kate was cut off by a choked giggle as Natasha pressed a ticklish kiss against her sensitive neck. The redhead smirked, placing kiss after kiss on Kate’s neck, mumbling ‘thank you’ after each kiss to make the skin tingle. Kate shrieked and started giggling hysterically in no time, shaking her head side to side to try and escape from the teasing touches.

“Natasha pleeehehehehehehehease!! Thahahahahat tihihihickles!!” The poor archer cried out as she squirmed in the hug, unable to pull free. She now really regretted wearing her hair in a ponytail, since it exposed all of her neck. Natasha, of course, ignored her pleas for mercy and kept playfully tormenting the young girl. When Kate was reduced to nothing more than a giggling, blushing mess in her arms, the assassin finally let up with a chuckle, placing one last kiss on the top of her head.

“Thank you,” She said, truly meaning it from the bottom of her heart. Kate let out the last few giggles, leaning back into the hug with a content sigh.

“Happy birthday Tasha~”

[supermarvel-fics]

Tickletober Day 8 (part 2): Death Spot

fandom: marvel

word count: 1,260

pairing: yelena x reader (platonic)

summary: yelena is getting on your last nerve, so natasha gives you some valuable information to teach her a lesson

“Ooh,” Yelena whistled to you as you stood across from her, arms crossed firmly against your chest. “You have a bit of bite to you today, I have noticed.” Her Russian accent was prominent, the sound almost grating to your ears.

You glared at the blonde Widow and scoffed. “Yeah, because you have been a real pain in my ass since you came back. I get that you don’t really want to be here, but Natasha and I have been great hosts and every free moment that you have, you are complaining about something or insulting us for literally no reason. I mean, seriously, Yelena, do you even hear yourself when you talk? It’s—”

“Alright, alright, I get it, no need to get your… what is it you Americans say? Uh, pants in a knot or something.”

“It’s panties in a twist,” You corrected her, turning to leave the kitchen after you graciously cooked her breakfast that she then had the audacity to tell you her toast was burnt and that she demanded you make her more. “The bread is in the pantry.”

The thing with Yelena was that she hardly felt bad about anything. Her insults, her witty comebacks, her ability to irritate every person she came in contact with just by opening her mouth. You loved her. You had to because she was your girlfriend’s sister, but sometimes you just wished you could shut her up.

You trudged back into your shared bedroom with Nat, flopping face down on the mattress next to her. She’d been awake, but hadn’t gotten out of bed yet. She says it’s inhumane to leave the bed before noon on a Saturday.

“What is it?” Natasha asked, turning on her side to see you better, brushing your hair away from your face.

You grunted before opening your eyes to look at her. “It’s your sister. She… She’s just—”

“Yeah, trust me, I know,” Nat interrupted with complete understanding. “She didn’t grow up with me, so I never had the chance to teach her some true manners, and it’s a little too late to teach her now.”

“I just… wish I could put her in her place, you know? Like… teach her a lesson, but she’s a Widow. She’d kick my ass,” You slightly chuckled at the thought of it, then sighed, burying your face deeper into your pillow.

“Hm,” Nat hummed, still running her fingers through your hair. “Well, what if I told you I have a way for you to do that.”

You instantly perked up. “What? What is it?”

Natasha laughed at your excitement, sitting up a little more. “I happen to know that my little sister, no matter how much she tries to deny it, is really ticklish. Especially in one specific spot. It makes her fold every single time.”

“Are yohou serious?” You chuckled. “I cannot see Yelena being ticklish.” You pondered on the idea for a bit, your face falling at a realization. “But wait… like I said, she’s a highly trained assassin, I can’t hold her down long enough to tickle her.”

“That’s why I’m offering my services. It expires today, though,” She poked your nose, making you giggle. “I’ll tell you my plan if you come here and kiss me.”

You had no trouble in complying, equally wanting to please your girlfriend and hash out a revenge plan. It was risky, you had to admit, but it would be the only chance you had. You didn’t have to wait too long, either. You tagged along with the two sisters to the compound, explaining that you wanted to watch their training session today.

“Make sure you do not watch Natasha today. You will only be learning the wrong way to do it,” Yelena verbally jabbed at her sister, sending your gaze over to her before glaring at Yelena. You didn’t respond, only squeezing Nat’s hand before she made her way to the gym mats. Yelena followed and after stretching out their muscles, they began sparring.

You watched thoroughly as the two sisters fought against each other, each one of their attacks precise and pre-meditated. Nat knew Yelena’s fight style like the back of her hand, but Yelena had been gone so long that she hadn’t kept tabs on her sister and the new skills she’d learned.

Suddenly, Natasha kicked at Yelena’s legs, swiping them from underneath her and sending her flat on her back with an oomph. Carefully, you stalked over to the women, smiling as Nat pinned her to the mat with little to no effort at all.

“I see you have learned a few tricks while I was absent,” Yelena grunted, experimentally tugging on her limbs. You strutted up next to her and knelt down on the floor.

“Poor, little Yelena getting bested by her own sister,” You smirked, eyeing her predatorily. “I thought you were better and stronger.”

Yelena chuckled, rolling her eyes. “If you are trying to intimidate me, you might want to try a little harder. You do not hold a candle to the most terrifying things I have fought against.”

You nodded, agreeing with her. “Oh, I’m certain of that. But that’s why I asked Natasha to help me out. You think you can insult us and be ungrateful without consequence, but I have something that will put you right back in your place.”

“Oh-ho, and what might that be?”

Without replying, you sat on her shins directly behind Nat who was seated on the blonde’s waist, so that you couldn’t be seen and pinched once at the middle of Yelena’s left thigh. She gasped and jolted, making your body topple over for a second. You regained your bearings, sitting down more securely.

“Oh, no, no, no, I do not think so. The two of you will be paying for this once I am released,” She threatened, but with the quivering in her voice, you were hardly intimidated.

“Mhm, I’m sure. Anyway, maybe this will teach you some manners,” You declared, squeezing harshly at the muscle above her knee. It sent her into immediate hysterics, her legs trying to pull from under you.

“YOHOHOU ARE DEHEAD, Y/N!” Yelena screeched through her laughter. You giggled along with her, not used to her real, genuine laugh. You were methodical—tickling up and down both thighs to keep her on edge. Though, you weren’t completely evil, so when her laughter went completely silent, you stopped to let her regain her breath.

Sliding off her legs, you crawled over to her side to see her disheveled state, grinning to yourself in pride. “And what do you have to say to the two of us?” You tauntingly asked.

Yelena growled, eyeing you with malice, but with Natasha there next to you, you felt safe.

“That you better watch your back. Both of you.”

You made eye contact with Natasha, her head nodding towards Yelena’s abdomen. You knew what she alluded to and wasted no time in scratching at her stomach; Yelena’s bursting into more ticklish laughter.

“The answer I was look for was ‘I’m sorry’, but maybe you misunderstood the question,” You teased her. Again, she growled, but through an uncharacteristically adorable giggle before apologizing. You were aware it was ingenuine and only to get you to stop tickling her, but you ceased your attack anyway.

“Now, was that so hard?”

“Uh, babe,” Nat spoke up. “I suggest you run and hide. I can’t keep her here forever.”

You didn’t have to be told twice. You knew that Yelena’s revenge would be tenfold worse.

[marvelnerdsworld]

Yelena Belova Headcannon

1. Ticklishness

She’s a 8/10 definitely a 9/10 on her worst spot.

2. Lee or Ler?

Personally I think she’s a switch through and through. A chaotic bratty lee and a ruthless mean ler.

3. If they like being tickled or tickling others who do they prefer to tickle or be tickled by?

She absolutely loves to be tickled by Natasha and doesn’t mind it too much when Kate tickles her.

However when she is ler her favorite person to wreck is Kate 100%.

4.What are their most ticklish spots?

Sides- 7/10

Ribs-8/10 (favorite spot)

Tummy-5/10

Neck-6/10

Knees/Behind them-9/10

5.Ler style, their preferred tickles, and what are their giggles like?

As I stated above she is a ruthless mean ler. She loves teasing even though it some times doesn’t come out right because of her accent. Her favorite spots are definitely tummy sides or ribs. She won’t give in till your laughter becomes silent. When she’s done she will hold her lee in her lap and tell them what a good job they did.

When she’s lee she loves to annoy her ler (especially Natasha). Her favorite thing to do is tease them and poke fun at them. Her giggles are a little raspy and hiccupy for sure.

[miamaimania]

Abbey Lee Kershaw in Yelena Yemchuk's Lens for Vogue Italia's November 2009 Issue

[incorectquoteswlw]

Kate: (laying on the street, unconscious after a fight)

America, panicking: She's not breathing!

Peter: I'll give her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!

Kate (opening one eye): Ew, no, let Yelena do it (closes eye)

Peter:

America:

Clint:

Natasha:

Stan Lee's Cameo:

Yelena: GET OUT OF THE WAY, IMBECILES!!

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By ☁︎☽ Cocoa ☁︎☽ @cocoamoonmalfoy @darksideofthecocoamoon

𖥔 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟕 | god of spring!timothee chalamet

Part seven of the crown him series

✶ 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 | the beast

Imagine a twisted beauty and the beast. Reverse kidnapping: I’m in your house and I’m not leaving

𖥔 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 | bard!timothee chalamet

An unlikely trio on an impossible quest pick up a stray along the way

𖥔 ✶ 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐓 | soft!dark!king hal

Hal could sympathize with Hades, for after seeing the light of life, how could he not pin it close to his darkness

𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 | king hal

Hal finds that sitting for his portrait isn’t bad at all

𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 | prince hal

Disowned or not, the son of the king needed to be protected

By ★ Jen ★ @jen-with-a-pen

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | art student!frat brother!steve rogers

Steve can’t remember what happened last night, but his body sure does. Regret is the worst hangover of all - even more so when you can’t remember what you regret

✶ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 | bucky barnes

Being held captive and experimented on definitely wasn’t in your job description. After what seems like months in HYDRA captivity, rescue finally arrives - but what is rescue if not relief from suffering.

By 𖠰 Nat 𖠰 @the-iceni-bitch

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐇𝐄𝐌 | kinktober masterlist

Prepare yourselves for a month filled with wicked and scandalous delights, with vicious and freakish lovers for whatever type of monster you may fancy

By ❈ Beanie ❈ @shadeysprings

𖥔 ✶ 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓 | kinktober masterlist

Four stories with captivatingly dark themes

𖥔 ✶ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 | dark!pete brenner

You work hard to entice the biggest possible client for your company, but he has his own ideas for you to make you say yes

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐒 | dark!ransom drysdale

Ransom makes it known why breaking up with him is wrong.

𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 | priest!lee boedecker

The new priest of your church asks you to sing for him.

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐔𝐓 | serial killer!lee boedecker

With the serial killer targeting boys, you thought you were safe. Until you weren’t.

By ❥ Courtney ❥ @chasingmidnights

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | thirteen nights of halloween masterlist

13 Nights of Halloween and each night is going to be a different (what I'm calling) "campfire stories". Each story is going to be told by a different character ranging from Chris Evans characters to Sebastian Stan characters to Marvel Characters. Make sure to take a look at the Intro to meet the various characters! So, gather around the fire and try not to get too scared.

By ⚔︎ Suz ⚔︎ @targaryenvampireslayer

𖥔 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 | ghost!bucky barnes

Bucky was taken from you by HYDRA a year ago. You mourn him and miss him, until you start dreaming of him… until he starts coming back to you

By ✵ Selene ✵ @fluffyprettykitty

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | sugar daddy!sam wilson

Quick and dirty sugar daddy Sam Drabble.

By 𖤛 Roo 𖤛 @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

✶ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐉𝐀𝐇 | yelena belova

You find a stranger at your door, a visitor you can’t make leave

✶ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 | kraven the hunter

You catch the eye of a mysterious man who shares an unexpected secret with you

By ☆ Stella ☆ @a-lumos-in-the-nox

✶ 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃

A group of friends decide to explore the haunted house on the shortcut back to campus. Ignoring the 'No Trespassing' signs. They ease drop in on a meeting between beings, mortals have never lived to tell tales about. And find out the consequences of ease dropping on the annual Hallows Eve meeting.

𖥔 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 | druig and makkari and female!oc

The kink alphabet for the threesome

𖥔 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 | druig and female!oc

Reader is horny but won’t do anything about it because she is busy doing other things. But her husband who can read minds can hear her inner struggle and does something about it.

𖥔 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | druig and makkari and female!oc

Makkari has a surprise field trip for Juni and Druig. They don’t know where they are going. It is her turn to pick where they meet up this time.

By ☄︎ Ellie ☄︎ @mrsmischief209

𖥔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 |

Introduction to Kinktober

𖥔 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 | billy russo

Inspired by the song ‘Slow Hand’ by the Pointer Sisters

✶𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 | softdark!frank castle

Inspired by the song ‘Breath’ by Breaking Benjamin

By ☪︎ Gina ☪︎ @slvttyfied

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | chef!ari levinson

Cause baby I can build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream

By ✯ Vic ✯ @sunflowersteves

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐉 | carmen berzatto

Carmen knew you were a bit inexperienced, so what better way than to show you how?

By ⚘ Akane ⚘ @haravath0t

𖥔 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 | college au!alhaitham

College AU headcanon

By ⎈ Navy ⎈ @navybrat817

𖥔 ✶𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 | various SS and CE characters

One shots and ficlets for the month of October

𖥔 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 | bucky barnes

You want Bucky in your mouth. Simple as that.

By ✍︎ Em ✍︎ @writing-for-marvel

𖥔 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 | mob!bucky barnes

Newlyweds Mob!Bucky and wife!reader explore Europe and each other during their honeymoon.

By ❀ Ali ❀ @flordeamatista

𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | various SS and CE characters

Kinktober inspired by tarot cards and their auras

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 | lee boedecker

A tale of your wicked deeds.

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐒𝐄𝐓

By 𐀔 Alex 𐀔 @thecutestlittlebunbunfairy

𖥔 𝐁𝐔𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐍'𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | masterlist

Spooky season stories heavily inspired by Hozier’s album, ‘Eat Your Young’

𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | rockstar!sam/steve/bucky

When your friends invite you to a rock show and the drummer invites you back to his hotel room, you might get more than you bargained for yet…

By ✬ Astro ✬ @astrorogers

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑 | wanda maximoff

The Scarlet Witch has arrived which means her familiar must finally reunite with her.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 | wanda maxinoff

Wanda teaches kitten about Halloween

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | mistress!wanda maximoff

Mistress!Wanda x sub!kitten reader smut

© all works belong to the respective writers of the writers café server.

[widowsistersandfriends]

Manners

Request: Can I request a fic where Kate sees Natasha tickle Yelena. Then maybe a week later the image is still in her head and decides to try it out for herself?

Summary: Yelena has no regards to manners when it comes to eating, so Natasha knows a way to get her to cooperate. Kate sees this interaction and decides to test it out for herself.

Notes: Thank you so much for this request! It was very cute and I enjoyed writing it! Hope you like it :)

Word Count: 1285

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Natasha, Yelena, and Kate were all sitting on a couch together, watching a movie at night. There were lots of blankets, snacks, drinks, and most importantly sugar surrounding the girls. Yelena opened her bag of popcorn, stuffing handfuls into her mouth while asking Natasha what was happening.

“Yelena, haven’t we been over this? Don’t talk with your mouth spilling popcorn everywhere,” Natasha playfully scolded.

“Whatever Poser, just answer the question,” Yelena said, stuffing another handful into her mouth.

“You know what? I actually think we should teach you manners first before we finish the movie,” Natasha said, putting the popcorn bag on the coffee table. Yelena’s mouth dropped open in betrayal, much to Natasha and Kate’s amusement. 

Yelena quickly tried to throw the numerous blankets off of her, but Natasha used this to her advantage. The redhead grabbed the other end of the blanket, using it to wrap Yelena up into a little human burrito with her feet sticking out. Natasha, being skilled at this, knew all the loopholes and made sure to cover them all. She had put the opening of the blanket underneath Yelena so she couldn’t uncover herself and escape. However, she also made sure Yelena’s feet and head were sticking out so she could breathe, but also be tickled to pieces. 

“Natasha! Let me eat my popcorn!” The blonde shouted angrily, kicking and struggling to escape. 

“Not until you learn how to eat it properly,” Natasha teased, placing one hand on Yelena’s shins, and using her other hand to drag a nail up her foot.

“AH! Natasha don’t!” Yelena threatened, already starting to break out into a grin.

Meanwhile, Kate was sitting on the other end of the couch, watching curiously. It was rare for her to see Yelena lose to anyone, even in a playful fight. Usually she was so tough and could defeat anyone in her path. However, Kate knew this could come in handy for her someday. The brunette quietly grabbed a soda off the table and sat back to watch and take mental notes.

“Laughing already?” Natasha teased, still using one finger to drag up and down Yelena’s foot.

“Ihihi’m nohohot,” Yelena stubbornly giggled out. 

“Sounds like giggles to me,” Natasha remarked, now using her two index fingers to tickle each foot.

Yelena cursed at her sister, twisting around with her arms trapped underneath the wrapped blanket. 

“It’s okay to laugh and be a little ticklish weakling,” Natasha teased, knowing that her sister was always so tough, except when she was faced with a light touch. 

“Nehehever hehehe,” Yelena adorably giggled, much to Kate’s surprise. 

“You can barely stand one finger, just wait until I use all ten of mine,” Natasha said, promptly switching to spidering all ten of her fingers over her sister’s soft soles, sending the blonde into frantic laughter.

“NATAHAHAHASHA PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP,” Yelena pleaded.

“Are you gonna eat popcorn properly?” Natasha asked, as the blonde just stubbornly shook her head while laughing her head off. 

“You sure about that?” Natasha asked, holding her toes back and using her other hand to tickle the spot right underneath them. This caused Yelena to shriek and kick desperately, as she couldn’t stand the overly sensitive ticklish sensation she was feeling.

“OHOKAHAHAY STAHAHAHAP IHIHI GIHIHIVE,” Yelena screamed, aggressively nodding yes when her sister asked her if she would eat popcorn properly.

“See Kate?” That’s exactly how you break her,” Natasha commented, helping Yelena unwrap herself from the blanket. 

“Kate Bishop don’t you dare. If you try anything I will twist you into a pretzel and leave you there,” Yelena threatened, staring the brunette down.

Kate just nodded, scared of any retaliation that would occur.

“Nah, don't fall for her fake toughness. She’ll crumble the minute you tickle her,” Natasha said, proving her point by squeezing her sister’s side, earning a yelp and a slap on the arm.

The three of them settled down and finished the movie, as Yelena ate her popcorn properly…for now.

A few days later, Yelena was going to the store to get a few things.

“Does anyone need anything?” Yelena called out.

Kate perked up at the question, as she needed a new umbrella, as hers had broken in the wind.

“Can you pick up an umbrella for me?” Kate asked, her voice quieting at the end.

“Sorry Kate, I don’t have time for errands for peasants,” Yelena said teasingly, but maintaining enough seriousness to mess with Kate. Most of the time Kate would get down and think Yelena was serious until the blonde would explain that she’s just teasing. Yelena expected this reaction again, but to her surprise, Kate was heading towards her confidently. 

For once, Yelena cowered slightly, unsure of what Kate was gonna do. As tough and strong as Yelena was, Kate was also a strong and skilled fighter herself.

“You wanna think again about that statement?” Kate asked, catching Yelena off guard and throwing her onto the couch. Kate quickly pinned Yelena’s wrists under her knees, leaving her whole torso exposed.

There was a small flash of fear on Yelena’s face before she returned to her snarky self.

“Kate Bishop, this is nice and all, but you heard me. I have errands to run, and not for you,” the blonde said, sticking her tongue out to taunt Kate.

“Good thing I know your weakness!” Kate said cheerfully, but partly nervous. She didn’t know if Yelena would want to be tickled by her or if she would get mad. But she was so intrigued by her weakness that she just had to explore it more. With that, Kate wiggled her fingers menacingly and began to claw at Yelena’s ribs.

The blonde exploded into laughter, not used to Kate’s tickle techniques.

“KAHAHATE! WHY!?!” Yelena shouted, struggling to get out from under her.

“I’m not gonna stop until you get my umbrella!” Kate said triumphantly, enjoying this rare power over her friend.

“SCREHEHEW YOHOHOU,” Yelena retorted, as Kate blew a raspberry on her stomach and tickled up and down her sides.

The blonde let out a new round of fresh belly laughter, unable to control her reactions.

Kate reached down to squeeze Yelena’s knees and thighs, earning her even more laughter and kicks, making it hard for her to keep Yelena pinned.

Kate then decided to explore another spot. What she didn’t know was that she had hit the jackpot. Kate took her sharp nails and began to wiggle them on the side of Yelena’s neck, causing the blonde to scrunch up and squeal, a sight that was as rare as a blue moon. 

Yelena was now laughing silently, shaking her head to try to get her friend to stop. Kate couldn’t help but laugh and quickly used her other hand to get a video.

Yelena had reached max embarrassment and her face was flushed a deep red, as she tapped out without a word.

The blonde laid there panting, processing what had just happened, before shooting a glare at Kate.

“What was that?” Yelena asked in disbelief, word for word for what she said in the elevator after she was slapped.

“Well, I’ve seen Natasha do it so much and it always works. So I decided to try it myself,” Kate said with a smug grin.

“You are so annoying,” Yelena said with an eye roll.

“Why do you need an umbrella anyway?” Yelena asked after a bit.

“Oh, I actually don’t need one. I just wanted an excuse to tickle you,” Kate said with a sly grin. 

“Oh really?” Yelena said, now tackling her friend and tormenting her a thousand times worse. Safe to say, they all knew how to keep each other in check. All through the power of tickles.

[digitalfountains]

Abbey Lee Kershaw by Yelena Yemchuk

- Vogue Italy, 2009

[glitter-oracle]

characters that are very me coded, but I can't explain how (or why) (except i can but i won't)

thank you @acontrariis tuve que recordar todos los personajes ficticios que alguna vez vi y por ahora son solo estos 6 😭 they are still very me coded

tagging @lovelybarnes @flordeamatista @mrsmischief209 @jadedvibes @fandoms-writings @mellowsaturns @angrythingstarlight @jen-with-a-pen @empyrean-thot and anyone else who'd like to join! I would love if you tagged me back so i can see your characters 🥺

[youreatotalposer]

So quick question for everyone…

I want to try something a little different let me know if you hate this I need real feedback.

What if I started adding in Social Media AUs for mostly everyone I write for just so I can put out more content obvi I would still write but yeah.

ANYWAY HAPPY 2024 GO KISS HOT PEOPLE, DRINK WATER, AND PUNCH ANYONE WHO MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE❤️

xoxoxo kayak

[widowsistersandfriends]

Battle of the Best

Request: "Can you do a fic where the reader is teasing Yelena about how ticklish she is. And then claims to not be ticklish, but is only is certain spots? Btw, really love your fics."

Note: Thank you for this fic request and the kind words! I'm sorry it took so long but I really enjoyed writing this one! I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1464

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“I’m booooored…” you complained, lying across the couch in the living room of the Avenger’s Compound. 

“Y/N, why don’t you keep Yelena company? She’s bored too and I have some work to do, so I can’t entertain you two children,” Natasha suggested in a teasing tone. 

“We are not children,” Yelena interjected, as she had just entered the room. 

“Uh huh,” Natasha said, quirking an eyebrow.

“C’mon Y/N, Natasha has made me your babysitter for the day,” Yelena said, grabbing your hand to lift you off the couch. 

“Where are we going?” You asked.

“Well, since we’re two children, we’re going to the park today,” Yelena declared, as you giggled.

“The park? Where all the little kids are?” You asked skeptically.

The blonde nodded, quickly escorting you out the door.

A short walk later you arrived at the playground area, which was recently renovated. Luckily for you two, there were no people or little kids at the playground. 

“Oh look, they added gymnastics bars!” You said excitedly. 

“Wanna have a competition?” Yelena said, a small smirk forming on her face. 

“Whatever it is, you know I’ll beat you at it,” you retorted back.

“We both hang from the bar and see how long we can stay on. Whoever stays on the longest wins,” Yelena explained.

“How is this a competition exactly if we know I’m gonna win?” You asked, with a cheeky little grin.

“The catch is…you can do anything to make the other person fall,” Yelena added.

“Pffsh, okay blondie. That won’t help you win you know,” you said cockily.

“We’ll see you little butt,” the blonde replied. 

“You go first,” you said to Yelena.

“I’ll set the world record for longest hold,” the blonde assured you.

Yelena clung onto the bar, hanging loosely without her feet touching the ground. You started the timer and it began counting up. You slowly walked over to the blonde, smirking evilly. 

“I know you think you have this in the bag, but I have a trick up my sleeve,” you said, grinning in her face.

“And what would that be?” Yelena asked.

You wiggled your fingers teasingly, as the blonde’s eyes widened and she shook her head frantically.

“Y/N, NO! DON’T YOU DARE!” Yelena shouted.

With that, you began tickling her armpits, making her thrash around and laugh. She was stubborn, and you knew she wouldn’t give in so easily.

“I’LL NEHEHEHEVER DROHOHOP,” she shouted, as you giggled at her reaction.

“My goodness, you’re so ticklish. I didn’t know it was possible for someone to be this sensitive,” you teased, which only made the blonde blush and laugh harder.

“STAHAHAP TEHEHEASING MEHEHE,” she laughed, kicking her legs to try to keep you away.

You quickly grabbed her legs, yanking both of her shoes and socks off to expose her bare soles. 

“Uh uh uh, no kicking,” you said teasingly, while you began to rake your nails over her soft feet. 

“NOHOHOHO NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE,” she squealed, still barely holding on to the bar.

“You might set a record, but instead you’ll set it for being the most ticklish person on earth,” you teased,” as she just shook her hand and continued to laugh hysterically. 

You tickled underneath and between her toes, knowing this was a sweet spot. The blonde let out a shriek of giggles, as you eventually released her foot. Yelena was still holding on by a thread.

“Not giving in are you?” You asked, eyeing her carefully.

“Never,” she said breathlessly.

“Really?” You asked, now squeezing away at her sides, which she immediately went to protect, as she dropped down on the soft surface beneath her. You followed her down, quickly pinning her arms and continuing to tickle her sides.

“Y/N! STAHAHAHAP IHIHI ALREHEHEADY DROHOHPPED,” she cried out, as you just shrugged and continued tickling her. Eventually you let her go, having mercy on the cocky blonde.

“You..are..such…a jerk,” Yelena managed to get out, still breathing heavily and recovering from the tickle torture.

You looked at the timer and saw that she had lasted 5 minutes.

“You really think this will be in the record books?” You asked teasingly, as Yelena retorted by giving you a soft poke on the side.

“Nice try, but I’m not ticklish,” you said, giving the blonde a side squeeze, which earned you a yelp.

“Sure, Y/N. I totally believe you. Now get up on that bar,” Yelena insisted.

You hoisted yourself up, hanging the same way the blonde did. You had decent arm strength, so lasting more than five  minutes seemed like a piece of cake for you.

Yelena immediately picked up your feet, taking off your shoes and socks the same way you did. She began to scribble up and down your feet, expecting the same reaction out of you that happened to her. However, you didn’t feel a thing, much to your pleasure.

“Nice try blondie. I told you I wasn’t ticklish and you didn’t believe me,” you said, rubbing it into your face.

“Y/N, everyone is ticklish and has a secret spot. I’ll find yours,” she said evilly. Part of you panicked inside but you would never let that show. You tried your best to concentrate and block any other sensation on your body.

Yelena moved up, lightly tickling your calves, knees, thighs, and even your hips and sides. None of those spots even got you to crack a smile, much to Yelena’s frustration. 

“What can I say? I have nerves of steel,” you said triumphantly. 

Yelena rolled her eyes, but was determined to not give up. She slowly moved her fingers up to your ribs, pausing for a second, before digging her fingers between your ribs. Your eyes widened, not expecting this sudden, overwhelming sensation. You clamped your mouth shut, desperate to not let out any giggles. Unfortunately, Yelena was a spy and could pick up on even the smallest of details.

“Oh? Y/N, what’s wrong? Are you…ticklish?” The blonde teased, digging in between even more aggressively, causing you to jolt.

“Y/N, just laugh. You know you want to,” Yelena said.

“N-n-ehehverrr!” You replied, letting a small giggle slip out. 

“I heard that Y/N. Come on, I’m only gonna get you worse if you resist,” Yelena said evilly. 

“Yelena! Stop tickling mehehehee!” You giggled, as fingers sped up.

“Nah.” With that, she dug in full force into your ribs, causing you to shriek with laughter.

“HAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!” You squealed, as Yelena grinned at you.

“Silly Y/N, that’s the point. It’s supposed to tickle for super sensitive people like you,” Yelena teased.

“IHIHIM NOHOHT SUPEHEHER SENSIHITIHIVE,” you shouted, desperate to drop down.

Yelena moved up to your armpits, earning a whole new fresh wave of laughter. 

“IHIHIHI GIHIHIVE,” you screamed, as you dropped down from the bar, Yelena catching you before you hit the ground.

“Thanks,” you said, as Yelena smirked evilly.

“Don’t thank me just yet,” she said, as she pinned you on your stomach.

“Where else are you ticklish?” Yelena asked.

“Nowhere! Now let me go!” You said, knowing that you weren’t going anywhere.

You felt the blonde slip her hand underneath your shirt, as she began to softly rake her nails over your back. You lost any and all control.

“OKAHAHAY PLEHEHEHEASE ENOUGH!” You cried.

“You can never have enough tickles, Y/N. Plus this is what you get for lying you little brat,” Yelena commented. Her nails continued to torment over your upper and lower back, making sure to dip into your sides and the back of your ribs. Your feet kicked in desperation, as the blonde began to tickle the back of your neck, one of your weakest spots.

“PLEHEHEASE LEHEHET MEHEHE GOHOHO AHAHAHA IHIM GONNA PEHEHEEE,” you shouted, as Yelena finally let you up.

“This will teach you to one, not lie, and two, don’t think that you can beat me in any competition,” Yelena said teasingly.

“You’re still way more ticklish than me,” you retorted with a playful glare.

Yelena raised an eyebrow and moved towards you again.

“WAIT NO! I TAKE IT BAHAHAHCK!” You scream-laughed as she gave you another quick rib tickling. 

“Oh my gosh, that spot is bad,” you whined.

“That’s a good thing,” the blonde responded, as you rolled your eyes.

Yelena checked her timer and realized it had been running the whole time.

“Guess that means I win,” you said cheekily.

“No it does not! You definitely fell way before me, I just didn’t stop the timer,” Yelena said.

“Guess that means we’ll need to have a rematch, right?” You said, as you both shared a grin, and the blonde nodded in agreement. 

With that, round two of tickles and laughter began, and you two were definitely no longer bored.

[bambinella]

Books and best friends

A/N: Whaaaat? Another one so quickly? Well I guess I surprised myself too, since this one was created by looking at a single picture. Therefore, I present you with more Yelena and Kate fluff! Enjoy

Summary: When Kate disappears into her room for several days, Yelena pays her a visit to find out why exactly she disappeared

Warnings: none, just lots of fluff

Word Count: 2619

“Hey Natasha, have you seen Kate around recently? I’ve been less annoyed than usual, which means that she has spent less time around me,” Yelena asked, half-serious half-jokingly as she walked up to her sister. It was late in the afternoon, and there was once again no sign from the young archer, who would usually spend her time lounging in the common room. It was not the first time Yelena had noticed her absence that week, and while she would never admit it out loud, there was a part of her slightly worried that something was wrong with Kate. Natasha scoffed and playfully glared at the  blonde.

“I saw her this morning, but I think she’s in her room right now. She talked about having bought several books in one go, so I think she’s reading them. Why?” The older sister questioned, raising one brow at Yelena. The blonde merely shook her head with a shrug.

“No reason,” She said, yet didn’t look Natasha in the eyes.

“... Do you miss her?” Natasha asked, a smile appearing on her face. Almost immediately Yelena shook her head and folded her arms with a frown. 

“I do not miss her! Why would you ever think that?” Yelena huffed, yet couldn’t hide the blush creeping onto her cheeks as her sister looked at her for a few long seconds. Natasha’s smile grew wider as she noticed the blush, knowing enough. 

“You do miss her,” Natasha chuckled, earning a groan from her sister. No matter how hard Yelena tried to hide something from her, her sister could always tell when she was lying. It was infuriating.

“Ugh, you’re the worst,” She said, turning on her heels to leave the kitchen, and Natasha, behind her. She heard her sister laugh and yell ‘say hi from me!’, which earned another loud groan, as she made her way to Kate’s room. And while she tried to ignore it, she couldn’t deny the excitement she was feeling as she thought of seeing Kate again.

Kate was currently sitting on her couch in her apartment, surrounded by at least five books - minus the one in her hands - with her tongue slightly sticking out of her mouth. After a brief conversation with Peter the other day (he had shown her a few books from his collection, and she had been enchanted to say the least) Kate had decided that she officially didn’t have enough books. While her mother had always tried to ignore or discourage her love for fantasy when she was younger, there was literally nobody stopping her now. So, now she had about a dozen new books laying around in her room, and she couldn’t wait to read them all.

A sudden knock on the door made her look up in surprise, as she didn’t expect company. Maybe it was Natasha checking up on her if she was still alive, or Peter to see the new books she had bought.

“Door is open!” She said, and while she definitely tried her hardest, she was unable to hide her surprised expression when Yelena stepped into her room. She had not expected the younger Widow to visit her.

“So here’s where you’ve been hiding, huh?” The blonde said with a smirk, closing the door behind her. Kate immediately sat up on the couch, remembering the page she was at before closing the book to put it aside.

“Hey Yelena! Sorry, I didn’t expect to see you today,” She said with a chuckle, a wide smile appearing on her face as she looked at her friend. 

“Well I noticed it was remarkably quieter in the living room, which meant you weren’t there. And what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t annoy you on a daily basis,” Yelena said with a smile, yet Kate could sense some kind of awkwardness behind it. The assassin was still testing the boundaries of their friendship, and while Yelena found it a very weird concept that she could go see Kate whenever she wanted, Kate couldn’t be happier. She knew that Yelena would have never come to her if it wasn’t necessary a year ago, so for her to show up in her room without a specific reason was proof that they were friends. 

Kate smiled widely at Yelena and patted the couch next to her, an invitation to sit with her. The blonde, seemingly relieved, smirked and made her way towards the couch, yet stopped as she noticed all the books laying on the ground.

“Kate Bishop, did you rob a library or what?” She asked with a raised brow as she looked at the younger girl. The archer let out a giggle and looked somewhat embarrassed at the messy floor.

“Ah, it definitely looks that way, huh? No, I went shopping a few days ago, and I got around fifteen new books and comics! Wanna see?” She asked, sounding a little uncertain herself now. She had no idea if Yelena would be interested in her books in the first place. 

“Wait wait, if you went shopping for comics, that means…” Yelena said, quickly glancing around the room for a moment. “Aha! I knew it!” She said triumphantly, reaching down to pick up a collection of Hawkeye comics.

“No! Give them back!” Kate cried out, a blush of embarrassment covering her cheeks as she lunged for Yelena, who heartily laughed at the archer’s reaction. 

“And you dare say you don’t have a crush on Barton? Oh Katie, you’re such a liar!” Yelena teased, easily keeping Kate at bay by placing a hand on one of her shoulders. However, over time Kate had learned several tricks from Natasha, meant to use when Yelena was being a turd. She reached forward - her arms were still longer than Yelena’s - and briefly tickled under the blonde’s arm. While the Widow shrieked and curled in on herself, the brunette leaned forward and snatched the comics from her other hand.

“There! And now they stay here!” Kate said with a nervous giggle, trying not to shrink at the glare Yelena was giving her.

“You did not just do that… oh you’re gonna regret that, Katie,” Yelena playfully warned, earning another giggle from the brunette. However, her attention quickly shifted to one of the comics on the couch next to Kate. It was a comic about Black Widow. She reached out and carefully grabbed it, finding it odd and fascinating to see a comic about her sister.

“It’s the first of many, and I have a few more somewhere in my room! You can read it, if you want,” Kate suggested with a warm smile, earning a gentle yet firm nod from her friend. Kate’s heart swelled at the thought of Yelena reading comics with her in her room, realizing that she had reached the next step in their friendship.

Yelena sat herself down in front of the couch, her back leaning against it, as she started reading the comic, while Kate reached for one of her Hawkeye comics. The two women sat in a comfortable silence for a while, with the occasional ‘ha, such a poser’ or chuckle coming from the blonde, until Kate shifted position. Her right leg was stretched out, and the other one folded underneath, her bare foot now facing Yelena. The Widow noticed right away and curled up her nose, looking up at the brunette.

“Kate Bishop, do you HAVE to aim your stinky foot at me?” She basically whined, making Kate look up at her with a laugh. Yelena could be so dramatic over small things, and she found it rather cute.

“Well, if you don’t like the view, you can always move,” She teased, going back to reading her comic. Yelena huffed and reached out with her hand, running a single nail up her foot.

“I don’t see how I have to move becau–” She said, yet was interrupted by Kate’s loud, giggly squeal. The two women looked at each other, Kate with a nervous expression and Yelena with a rather mischievous one. The brunette immediately noticed the dangerous glint in her eyes and tried to shift position, yet Yelena was quicker and had already latched a hand around Kate’s ankle. 

“Well if you don’t want to move by yourself, then I’ll have to make you move, right?” Yelena said with a teasing grin, lightly scratching her nails against the bottom of her foot. Kate immediately burst into giggles and reached for Yelena’s hands, her comic dropping to the side.

“Y-Yelena nohoho! NO! No wahahahait! Aahahaha that tihihihihickles!!” The brunette giggled loudly, earning an eye-roll and chuckle from Yelena.

“Yeah duh that’s the point, you dumbass,” She said with an even wider grin, moving her nails up to scratch under her toes, sending Kate straight into hysterics. The brunette rolled side to side, giggling her head off as she pushed against Yelena’s shoulder.

“Yelehehehehhena plehehehhehehease!! I cahahahahahahahahan’t!!” She squealed, curling her toes tightly since she was unable to handle the gentle tickles. Yelena cackled and started to firmly scratch at her helpless heel.

“Keep reading that comic of yours, Katie, go on, don’t mind me,” Yelena teased, letting out a giggle herself as she heard Kate’s contagious laughter. The archer’s laughter had gone from giggles to deep-belly laughs as a reaction to the heel tickles, laying herself flat on her back while covering her face with one arm. Yelena took this opportunity to jump up onto the couch, straddling the younger girl’s hips.

“That’ll teach you,” Yelena grinned, shaking her nails into Kate’s stomach. Said brunette let out a shriek of laughter, both arms immediately lowering to cover her stomach. 

“NOHOHHOHO! NOHOHO LEHEHENA STAHAHAHAHAP!” Kate cried out, pushing half-heartedly against the blonde’s buff arm to make her stop. She really hoped Yelena wouldn’t mind the nickname, since it had slipped out before she could stop herself, but surviving the tickle attack was a bigger priority now. The Widow chuckled at her attempt, slipping one hand under Kate’s shirt to tickle her bare stomach. The brunette’s eyes nearly bugged out at that, causing her to arch her back. 

“Awww, does it tickle too much for poor Katie?” The blonde teased, using both hands to knead up and down her sides and ribs, occasionally giving her stomach a few scratches. Kate was positively dying.

“AahahahahaAAAHAHAHA!! Lehehehehhena why aahahare you dohohohoing thihihihis?!” Kate shrieked with laughter, and for some reason Yelena felt caught off guard by the question. She pulled her hands away and realized what position they were in, and how easy it was to let her guard down when she was messing with the younger girl. Kate noticed Yelena’s expression and leaned onto her elbows to sit up, slowly catching her breath.

“I thought you… nevermind. Sorry if I overstepped, I guess I just missed messing with you,” Yelena said, embarrassed as she started to shift off of Kate. While she was usually very confident in everything she did, including messing with Kate, the sudden question had surprised her. She had never had a friend like Kate before - someone else than Natasha who she felt at ease with - and while Yelena had heavily disliked her before, now she was at the point where she truly cared for Kate. Natasha would always be her number one person in the world, yet she would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid to be rejected by the brunette. However, before she could get off, or overthink any further, Kate had grabbed one of her arms and gently held onto it, making the blonde look down at her friend.

“Hey, I didn’t mean it that way Yelena… I don’t mind if you tickle me, I was just surprised since you usually have a specific reason for it,” She assured with her typical smile, a blush covering her cheeks as she looked up at the older girl. When Yelena merely stared at her, Kate flashed her another smile. 

“You didn’t overstep, Lena, I like being tickled by my friends,” The brunette said, looking away for a moment as she admitted the embarrassing truth. “And I’m having fun right now, with you,” She added. The Widow blushed at that last comment, her hands shooting down to squeeze at Kate’s ribs.

“Kate Bishop, you dare make me feel embarrassed AND make me blush?” She growled, yet there was a smirk visible on her face. Kate let out another shriek in surprise and immediately burst into giggles again, feeling relieved. She had feared for Yelena’s reaction, yet it seemed there was nothing to worry about.

“I’m sohohhhorry! Nohohhoohohhooho!” She giggled loudly when Yelena’s hands found her stomach again, yet this time she didn’t even bother to stop those hands. She merely covered her face with her arms to hide her blush.

“Too late for apologies now, Katie. Say your prayers, I’m gonna tickle you to death,” Yelena teased, back to her confident self as she continued to tickle the poor archer to pieces. Kate rolled side to side on the couch, letting her laughter flow freely as she realized Yelena wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon. And neither of them really minded, since they both were having fun.

Natasha put down the book she had just finished and looked at the clock. It had been several hours since Yelena had asked where Kate was, and while she could have sworn she’d heard Kate’s loud laughter at one point, there hadn’t been a sound from either of them in a long while. While Natasha knew that Yelena probably wouldn’t have murdered Kate, there was no harm in checking up on them, right? Right!

The redhead made her way to Kate’s apartment, knocking on the door a few times. There was a familiar ‘door’s open!’ coming from inside, which made her chuckle and open the door. What she saw inside was far from what she had expected, however. Kate was laying down on her stomach on the ground, reading one of her new books, with Yelena laying across Kate’s back, seemingly reading one of Kate’s comics.

“Tasha!” Kate cried out, a wide smile spreading on her face as she saw her friend. Yelena let out a chuckle as she looked up at her sister, raising an eyebrow.

“Don’t worry Poser, I didn’t kill your precious puppy,” She said, earning a huff from her sister. Yelena knew her a little too well. 

“Actually,” Natasha said, looking at the two of them with a smile. “I was about to order food, should I order anything for you two as well?” She questioned. Both women immediately nodded excitedly at the mention of food.

“Pizza!”

“Mac & cheese!”

Natasha couldn’t hold back her laugh at the two simultaneous shouts, shaking her head as she looked at the X-shaped pile of idiots on the floor. She truly loved them to death.

“Alright, I’ll go order now, food should be here in around an hour,” Natasha said to them, before realizing that neither of them were listening anymore.

“Lena, you eat mac & cheese every day, you can go without it for one day,” Kate said with a roll of her eyes. However, she quickly relented when she saw one of Yelena’s hands move towards her side. After all, she was still trapped underneath the blonde.

“Kate Bishop–”

“Okay okay, mac & cheese is fine!” Kate cried out, bursting into giggles when the Widow squeezed her side. 

Natasha shook her head as she closed the door behind her, listening to Kate’s laughter as she made her way to the living room again. For the longest time she had been worried for both Kate and Yelena, since Kate had been lonely for such a long time and Yelena had had so much trouble opening up to people. And now, with them being close friends, it seemed like she finally didn’t have to worry at all.

[poledancingghostson]

My gender: explained via gender envy graph

[erensputa]

HAPPY LESBIAN DAY to all my fellow lesbian anime fans who still simp for fictional anime men ( bc they’re NOT real men ) you ARE valid 🫶🏼

So here’s some anime women and men that I simply adore!

I had to make a collage bc it was too many pictures lol. There’s so many more but this is like my top 15.

( Also to specify, that is ADULT Rock lee )