#yelena mcu

[teaaagan]

Babysitting

-Yelena and Y/N babysitting-

Yelena: -trying to comfort a crying baby- What is your problem?

Y/N: Try singing!

Yelena: What iiiiiis your ppproooooblem?

Y/N: -facepalming-

[badassbishova]

Any image of Florence Pugh coming up in my feed…

My brain:

[fetusgooseandjuice]

Pretty One

Pairing(s): Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader

Summary: A quiet day with your girlfriend ends with you having to leave your home when Natasha shows up in search for Yelena.

Word Count: 1,454

Warnings: Violence

Authors Note: This is based off of/inspired by the scene from Black Widow!

You were currently laid on the sofa, snuggled up to your girlfriend. Her head rested on a pillow against the arm of the couch whilst your head was lying on her shoulder, her arms wrapped securely around you.

She had returned from a quick trip to the corner store just a couple hours ago for some basic food items when you got comfy on the cushions, and turned on some random show on the television.

You were quite interested in the show at first, but that was before Yelena began to card her fingers through your hair and caress your back with her calloused, yet extremely gentle hands.

The comforting actions from her had you dozing off. Not into a sound sleep per say, but into a very relaxed and tranquil state, so you were no longer focused on the show that still lightly ran in the background.

Yelena on the other hand was unsuccessful with paying attention to the plot at all when she had what she believed was a real life angel laying right in her arms, toying with the strap of the white tank top she wore.

Your mouth opened into a yawn as Yelena continued to play with your hair, "Tired? I know you didn't really sleep that well last night." she asked.

You shook your head, "No, just really content with you." you mumbled in response.

Yelena never thought she could make anyone feel anything other than pain and suffering after her time in the red room. But then she met you who introduced her to the world of emotions; the main one being love. The kind that everyone hopes and dreams for, but not everyone gets.

She turned to kiss your temple, "I love you, detka (baby), so much." she whispered against your head. "I love you too, Lena." you said the words back to her with just as much meaning.

A few moments of comfortable silence went by before she spoke up again, "What if we just ran away." she suggested.

"Ran away?" you repeated with a giggle and she hummed, lightly chuckling.

"Yeah, you know just go wherever our hearts take us and never look back." she elaborated on her out of the blue idea.

"Where would we go?" you questioned.

Yelena shrugged her shoulders, "Anywhere you want to." You thought for a moment before responding,

"I've always wanted to go to London."

"Then we'll start with London. And then maybe we'll go to Paris because it's the city of love, and well, you are my love." she said, making you giggle once again.

You continued to talk about that for a little bit before returning to the calming quietness of just your slow breathing and the television. This time you both had almost fallen asleep until Yelena froze. If there was anything being a trained ex assassin had given her, it was heightened senses.

She knew that something was not right, and the fact that she had you with her right now made her protective instincts immediately set off sirens in her brain.

"You okay, Lena?" you asked, feeling her body suddenly tense up.

Yelena gently sat up and untangled herself from you, making a frown form on your face.

"Where are you going?" you asked, opening your eyes to see her standing up.

"Dorogaya (darling), I need you to go into the other room and stay there. Do not come out until I come to get you myself." Yelena tells you.

"What?" you sat up in confusion.

"I know this sounds weird but I just need you to trust me, okay?" she spoke as she pulled a gun out from under the couch cushion, making your eyes slightly widen.

"What— what's going on? Is someone here?" you said in a panic, watching as she slipped on her blazer that was laying on a chair.

She contemplated her next words as she didn't want you to scare you, but she also didn't want to lie to you, "That's what I'm going to find out. But first I need to know that you're safe before I go anywhere. So please, just trust me." Yelena spoke softly to calm you.

You hesitantly nodded your head, and she took that as her cue to take your hand and lead you to the other room. She stopped in front of your wardrobe and opened the door, "Stay here, and wait for me to come get you."

She pressed a kiss to your forehead after you sat down. You murmured an 'Okay' before she shut the door and her footsteps disappeared down the hallway.

~~~

Meanwhile, Yelena made sure her gun was loaded before holding it out in front of her, "I know you're out there." her voice echoed through the apartment.

A few seconds passed before another voice responded, "I know you know I'm out here." it spoke, followed by the front door loudly opening and closing.

"Then why are you skulking about like it's a minefield?" you heard your girlfriend say.

"Cause I don't know if I can trust you." the voice that was unknown to you answered.

You could hear Yelena lightly chuckle, "Funny, I was going to say the same thing."

"So, are we gonna talk like grown-ups?" the intruder asked.

Yelena's tone dropped lowly, "Is that what we are?"

You couldn't see it, but Yelena and the owner of the unrecognizable voice were finally face to face, each pointing a gun at the other.

For a few moments you could only hear shoes patting against the floor when your girlfriends voice threatened, "Put it down before I make you."

"You put yours down." the voice shot back, "Watch your step."

Nothing but an eerie silence could be heard by your ears. That was until Yelena and the stranger decided to quit the small talk and handle the situation in a different manner.

It was clear to you that they were now fighting from the loud crashes and shouting that rang through the apartment floor. Objects were smashed, glass was shattering, furniture was breaking. You knew that your girlfriends was significantly more than capable of handling herself, but you were still worried about her.

You weren't exactly sure how long the commotion had gone on for when you finally heard the voice speak again, "Truce." it said. It scared you that Yelena sounded like she was gasping for air.

"You've grown up." the stranger commented.

'Grown up?' you thought. 'Did Yelena know this person? Why are they here? Why were trying to hurt your girlfriend?'

"No shit." Yelena responded coldly. You could hear footsteps coming closer to you when the door opened, revealing your Lena.

Her hair was tousled and she looked as if she had just ran a marathon, but it was her. She was seemingly unharmed, but you just had to make sure.

You cupped her face as she kneeled in front of you, "Lena? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" your eyes concerningly scanned her body.

"I'm alright, printsessa (princess), I promise." she reassured you.

Yelena caught you when you threw yourself into her arms and wrapped yours around her neck to hold her close, not caring about how sweaty she might be.

"Hey dorogaya, I need you to do something for me, okay?" she said as she pulled back.

You hummed, wordlessly telling her to continue, "You know those bags we have packed for emergencies under the bed in our room?" Yelena asked and you nodded, "I need you to go grab them for me, okay?"

You both knew that eventually you would have to get up and leave. With Yelena being a trained ex assassin she had inevitably made some enemies. You just didn't expect that day to come so soon.

So you knowingly complied, standing to your feet with her. When Yelena moved out from in front of you so you could walk away, you saw who you believed to be the intruder standing just a few feet away.

She had fiery red hair that was styled into a braid, and wore an all black outfit. You coward under her rather intimidating gaze, realizing that this stranger who just attacked your girlfriend had just watched your whole encounter.

You felt a hand rest on the small of your back, recognizing it as Yelena's, "Ignore her, detka (baby). She won't hurt you." she said, pressing a kiss to your hair as she gave her sister a warning glance.

Yelena gave you a nod when you looked at her for you to go ahead and leave the room. You quickly walked passed the redhead who looked at her younger sister with her signature smirk.

"She’s a pretty one." Natasha stated.

Yelena rolled her eyes, "Shut up."

[mariinaworld]

Two years of Black Widow 😩

Nat i really miss you, Come back to me

[loislame84]

Kate: oh no

Peter: what is it?

Kate: Yelena asked me how we were doing. So I sent her an audio message…

Peter: okay… I need more.

Kate: I accidentally combined “all good” and “no worries” and it came out “all worries” but I had sent the file before I realized.

*7 minutes later*

Yelena, busting through the door holding out her gun and a knife: where are the worries? What happened?

Kate: about that… it’s a funny story actually. Pizza? *she holds up a slice*

Peter, holds out a bottle of hot sauce: very funny story, Ms. Belova.

[ily-fictional-women]

Christmas Blues

Summary: Kate’s feeling down but Y/n is gonna do her best to fix that.

Pairing: Kate Bishop x fem!reader

Warnings: None that I know of but if I should add anything let me know

Word count: 1501

a/n: Just something for the Holiday season! (Reblogs are welcome and critiques/advice are heavily encouraged, but please no translating.)

With it being the Christmas season Kate and Y/n agreed to have a small date night at Kate’s apartment watching a Christmas movie while cozying up together. Although during the movie the two sit beside each other one of Y/n’s hands on the back of Kate’s head playing with her hair. Typical Kate is one to talk throughout a movie this time she’s quiet, too quiet.

Turing just slightly Y/n looks over at Kate, there’s not even a slight grin on her face. Y/n moves her hand from the back of the girl's head down to the back of her neck, “Hey.” Kate snaps her attention at the sudden change, “Yeah?” Biting the inside of her cheek Y/n tries to find the right words for the moment, “Katie, are you okay? Where’s your head at?”

“What do you mean?” Kate shifts in her seat at the question. Y/n pauses the movie putting her full attention on Kate, “Look, I’ve known and loved you for a while. So I’d like to think I know when you’re stuck in your head. You don’t have to tell her anything but if you want to tell me I wanna know.”

Kate shrugs nervously, “I guess it’s just the Christmas season. Ever since the whole Fisk thing and the thing with my mom going away, it feels like the Holiday season is just a reminder of all the bad instead of the good.” Y/n starts lightly drawing shapes into the back of Kate's neck trying to think of any kind of solution, “Is it being in New York that’s a reminder of it or is it just a feeling in general?”

Kate rests a hand on Y/n’s thigh trying to distract herself from how she was feeling, “Probably a mix of both. But I think being her plays a big part in it. Why?” Y/n shakes her head nonchalantly, “Just trying to figure out how you’re feeling.” As the moment settles down and the movie’s unpaused Y/n interrupts again.

“Do you have any hot cocoa powder?” Kate’s brows furrow for a moment, “No. I don’t think so at least did you want some or something?” Y/n quickly gets up putting a coat on, “Yeah I was thinking of having some. I’ll go out and pick up enough for the both of us.” Both Kate and Lucky turn their heads as Y/n goes for the door. “Did you want me to come with you?” Y/n smiles shaking her head at the question, “No don’t worry. I want you to relax.”

Y/n was going out to get hot cocoa mix but there was also another plan. Making it out of the apartment building Y/n pulls out her phone calling the only person she knew could probably help. “Hey, Clint can we talk?”

There’s some murmurs in the background of the call but they slowly get quieter, “Hey, yeah, Y/n what’s up?”

“It’s Kate, Clint, I’m worried about her. She doesn’t seem like herself. She was talking about how all the Fisk stuff and her mom being locked up was getting to her. But she said it mostly tied to being in New York so I was wondering if we could come over for a little. Mostly so I could see if it would cheer her up.”

“I mean yeah that shouldn’t be a problem I’ma just ask Laura first.” For about two minutes Clint is obviously on mute leaving Y/n standing in the New York snow. The sudden loud background noise shocks Y/n from the cold though, “Okay, Laura said it’s alright. Are you guys gonna be here tomorrow or later?”

“Tomorrow works just fine I’ll get her to pack up tonight.” Right before Y/n’s about to hang up there’s some loud murmuring in the background before she hears Clint’s voice again, “Oh uh Lila said to to pack ugly sweaters. We’re having a contest and Nate is judging.”

“Will do Clint.”

//

Getting back to the apartment Y/n quickly brushes off the excess snow on her coat before hanging it up the small bag of hot cocoa powder in hand. Heating some milk Y/n flops on the couch with Kate, “Soooo. You’re gonna need to pack a bag.” Kate raises an eyebrow cracking a nervous grin, “Why do I need to pack a bag exactly?”

“We're going on a trip to get out of here. You’ll like it I promise.” The confidence in Y/n’s demeanor was just enough to convince Kate to go pack a bag. “Oh wait,” Y/n stops her before she can get too far. “You’re gonna need to pack an ugly sweater.”

//

DAY 1 Making it to the Barton home Kate has a tight grip on Lucky’s leash, or that it is until Clint opens the door to the house bolting in to play with the kids. “Hey, Clint.” Kate opens up her arms to a hug from the older man. Clint looks at the two of you up and down noticing the ugly sweaters. “I see you both dressed up for today.” He examines both sweaters closely, “No offense Y/n but Kate is definitely winning the ugly sweater contest today.”

Y/n looks at the man genuinely shocked, “How?! Mine has Shrek and you said Nate was judging.” Clint looks over at both sweaters again, “No yeah Kate definitely wins. The owl’s eyes are so beady it creeps me out.” Kate smirks to herself, “That’s not the worst of it.” Clicking a button on one of the sleeves of the sweater the eyes of the owl begin to light up.

Letting out the most dad laugh possible Clint looks back at Y/n’s sweater, “Y/n I bet $5 Nate will pick Kate's sweater over your's." Y/n puts out her hand shaking Clint's taking the offer, “You’re on old man. It'll be your Christmas gift to me." Ignoring the old man comment Clint invites the two in to begin the ugly sweater contest.

DAY 1 (NIGHT) Y/n scans the dark living room, “Where are the kids and Laura?” Kate readjusts the blanket she has wrapped around herself sitting in front of the fireplace. “They all went to bed, how was the whole wood-chopping thing with Clint?” Y/n tosses a fresh piece of wood into the fireplace, “Surprisingly boring. Did you guys do anything?”

“We mostly just played some small games Laura found online. But what I want right now is for you to sit with me.” Kate stretches out her arms like a kid wanting to be picked up. Sitting down with Kate Y/n admires the fire for a moment turning over to Kate. “Have you had fun so far?”

Kate’s gaze stays on the fire watching it crackle and burn, “Actually, yeah. I have. I still don’t think it’s fair you won the ugly Christmas sweater contest though.” Y/n fake coughs quietly murmuring, “Sore loser.” Kate quickly flops on top of Y/n with a playful smile, “What did you just say?”

Y/n looked around the room pretending to try and find the answer as she moved her hands to Kate’s hips to make sure she didn’t fall off the couch. “Hmm, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I didn’t say anything! I swear.” Kate leans in a little closer to Y/n’s face, “Really? Because I could have sworn you called me a sore loser.”

Y/n lets out a loud sarcastic gasp, “Me?! I would never!” Kate looks at her questioningly, “Really now?” Y/n smiles cockily, “Nope never! Now how about you lean in just a little bit closer and kiss me so we can go to bed?” Giggling into a kiss Kate agrees ending a blissful night.

DAY 3 (NIGHT) With yesterday being an almost full day of baking cookies everyone was still fairly tired, especially being tired of taking orders from Laura in the kitchen. Because of this, everyone agreed today would be the Christmas movie marathon. First, it started with some of the classics.

You had The Grinch, Home Alone, A Christmas Carol, and so much more. The best part was probably the kids' commentary though Kate especially found it funny that quote “Captain America looked so much like the boy from A Christmas Story”.

Throughout the night it was obvious Kate was becoming happier and happier, especially compared to how she had been feeling before the trip. It was hard for Y/n to not stare at Kate being happy again. It was like she could see a light through her smiles and laugh. A light she hadn’t seen in a while.

Kate leans over to Y/n still intently watching the movie, “Thank you for this trip. I love it. And I love you.” Y/n smiles softly, “I love you most.” This, this moment. It was the only Christmas gift Y/n needed.

[widowmaxff]

caught

pairings: yelena belova × fem!reader | natasha romanoff × fem!reader (platonic)

warnings: smut implied (character just being in underwear, kisses on skin, hickeys, nothing gets more intimate than that), getting caught

The low sounds that came out of your mouth and the wet kisses she left across your bust were the only thing that could be heard in her room. She looks at the purple marks left on her girlfriend's body, a growl comes out of her mouth, making your body shudder.

"Can I?" Yelena whispers to you, who smiles before nodding your head in confirmation. Her hands go to the girl's shorts, taking no time to remove them and throw them in a corner somewhere.

She looks up and down the red lingerie her girlfriend wore, giving you a pretentious smile. Your face was as red as the set you were dressing. Your hair was messy, falling on your shoulders, making you look more beautiful than you already are, Yelena thought. But before she could do anything to you, a loud knock on the door made the two of you quickly separate.

"Yelena, can I come in?" It was her sister, Natasha Romanoff, who consequently didn't know about your relationship with Yelena, much less that she liked girls.

"Huh, wait a second!"

You panicked not knowing what to do. She dragged you to the bathroom of her room and closed the door before throwing the girl's clothes under the bed. She tried to fix her hair before taking a deep breath and walking to the door, unlocking it and giving her sister space to enter. "I came to tell you that dinner is ready, everyone is already there."

"Oh! Okay, I won't take long to go." Yelena stutters, making Natasha look at her with furrowed eyebrows. She doesn't say anything else, even giving your girlfriend a confused look before closing the bedroom door. She lets out a deep sigh. The bathroom door opens and your head pokes out. You laughs and walks towards her, seeing how nervous she was. "I thought I was going to have a heart attack in front of my sister."

And before you could even respond, the door opens again with a loud noise, making you both startled. Natasha crosses her arms before walking towards you. Your heart seemed to stop for a second, your throat closed, and tour skin turned pale. "Y/n, I didn't know you were here."

"I was using the bathroom, Nat. But, I heard you perfectly, so let's go to have dinner!" You try to escape but her sister puts herself in front of you, leaving you with no choice but to face her.

"Are you going without your clothes for dinner?" Your cheeks turn pink when you look down and realize that you were only wearing your red set. "Why are you without them?"

"Oh, Y/n was trying on some of my clothes that I no longer wanted to see if she would like them!" Yelena quickly lie, thinking that her sister wouldn't think of anything beyond that.

"You're doing that, Yelena."

"'That' what?"

"When you get nervous, your lips tremble. And when you lie, you can't stop touching your shirt." When her eyes went down, she noticed her fingers were almost white because she was holding her shirt so tightly. Damn, she hated how well sister knew her, of course.

When neither of you responds further, she lets out a deep sigh before looking into both of your eyes. "We're going to have dinner and when you're done eating, I want you two in my bedroom to talk, you hear me?"

Neither of you respond, you just nod your head quickly, waiting for a meteor to fall on the room, because that was so embarrassing that it made you want to die right there in front of your girlfriend's sister.

You wait for something to happen, Natasha continues to stare at Yelena, until she realizes that you need your clothes to go to have dinner. So, she bend down towards her bed quickly taking them in her hands and embarrassedly returning them to you. You thank her with a smile before slipping the shirt over your head and your shorts down your legs.

Natasha sighs before giving the two of you space to leave the room. She follows behind you and your girlfriend, as if she were a private guard. You almost didn't even move, afraid that if you made one wrong move, your girlfriend's sister would kill you right there.

You released the breath you didn't even know you were holding out of your lungs when you reached the dining room. Yelena sat in the chair next to Clint, it didn't take long for Natasha to join her. You sat down next to Wanda, who soon noticed you hyperventilating and bouncing your leg up and down nervously.

"Is everything okay?" She whispers to you. Your head just nods, not trusting your voice at the moment. Dinner passes peacefully, but you can still feel Natasha's gaze on you. As the seconds passed, you became even more nervous and afraid that your girlfriend's sister would jump on your neck at some point.

When people started to leave the table, you started eating faster so that you didn't have to be alone with the two sisters, even if you had to face it at some point. "Hey, calm down. The food isn't going to run off your plate." Natasha's voice made you almost spit out all the food from your mouth. You look up and realize that there are only the three of you in the room. "I'll be waiting for you two in my room." And then, she gets up, but before leaving she gives you both a death glare.

[...]

"It's going to be okay, love." Yelena tells you, kissing your head as an act to try and calm you down.

"Natasha is going to kill me!" you whisper between your panting breaths making your girlfriend laugh. "Shh, she won't. Let's go in so it can all be over quicker."

You almost regret entering the room. Natasha was sitting on her bed with her arms crossed and a look that made you want to run away from that place. Yelena held your hand before walking closer to her sister. "I'm not going to say that I was surprised to see... you almost naked in my sister's room." Your face turns redder than Natasha's hair. "And I'm also not going to say that I didn't suspected about you two. Especially you, Y/n." You once again feel your face heat up in embarrassment.

"But I just wanted to know why you never told me about it?" None of you knew the answer. Maybe you were just scared of her reaction? Or scared of how the outside world would react about two women getting together. "I don't know, Nat." Yelena whispers.

Natasha walks towards the two of you, embracing your bodies together in a tight hug. You feel your girlfriend's body relax with the act, making yours do the same. "I know you two are afraid of what might happen from now on, but know that I will always support you two in whatever you decide, okay?"

"Thanks for understanding, Nat. I really thought you were going to kill me." You joke. Natasha chuckles before leaving a kiss on each of the two of your foreheads. "Know that I will really kill you if you do anything bad to my sister, understand?"

"Yes, ma'am!"

[randomgirl005]

Hailee Steinfeld aka Kate Bishop with Pizza Dog

Hawkeye 2021

[wandanatsbaby]

Touch

Pairing: Yelena Belova x reader

Warning: none

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Yelena was new to touch. The only person she had allowed to touch her when she got out of the redroom was Natasha and even then it was rare. But with you she craved it.

At first it was just here holding your pinky with hers. Something that very quickly became a habit. Eating dinner? Her pinky interlocked with yours. Meetings? Pinkies. Movie nights with everyone else? More pinkies. While Yelena loved the small amount of affection she craved more.

One night when Yelena had woken up from a nightmare she found herself in front of your door. Her hand was raised about to knock but chickened out last second and turned around prepared to go back to her room. Before she could walk away though the door opened revealing your very tired form.

"Yelena?"

You invited Yelena into your room and allowed her to sleep in your bed. You both kept your distance with just your hands brushing. When Yelena had woken up your back was pressed to her front with your hand holding her arm around you. Yelena then realized that she loved your touch.

That's when yelena would start to come up behind you and slip an arm around you waist. She would cuddle you during movie night and sometimes you would cuddle her. Late night cuddles soon became a nightly thing as she would slip into your bed and let you hold her as she whispered her dreams to you.

Slowly Yelena came out of her shell. Slowly she grew to love your warmth. Slowly she started to plan on a way to propose to you.

[box-milk]

Flowers

Pairing ~ Yelena Belova x maximoff! Reader

Genre~ fluff

Warnings ~ i used Google translate, so I blame them for the bad Russian.

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Yelena is immediately hit with the cooling air of Stark's Industrial Ac as she followed her sister into the Avengers compound. She remained vigilant despite all the employees going about their lives disregarding her presence.

Natasha gave a brief tour of their surroundings until they entered the elevator, pressing a button that took them to a higher floor.

On the way off the elevator, they bumped into an unfamiliar redhead, causing yelena to immediately go into defensive mode and raise a gun while the latter's fist to glow red in retaliation.

"Woah! Both of you calm dowm". Natasha said as she got in between them with each arm keeping the younger girls at a safe distance.

"Yelena, this is Wanda maximoff. Wanda, this is my little sister. Now, can we calm down. Please." Both class hesitantly lowered their hands, but their glazed never flattered.

Natasha rolls her eyes at the glare they are sharing, but let's out a quiet sigh of relief. "Excellent. Getting rid of the glares would be nice too. " She mumbles the last part under her breath.

Yelena, who was standing next to her, heard and was about to respond when a hue of white light, barely noticeable, appeared behind the younger redhead.

The young blonde observed how neither of the women seemed bothered by the light. In fact, they seem to relax. "Privet sestra." Wanda says with a small smile, and yelena is confused until a head with white hair pops out from behind her.

Yelena, for some reason, feels a sense of calm wash over her as she stared into the girl's pure white eyes. "privet roza".

Natasha looked at her younger sister, completely enchanted by the girl with snow white hair that sat neatly in a French braid and smirk.

"Hello Natty, who's your friend?" The mystery girl says as she stepped completely out from behind Wanda but still had a grip on the red sweater she was wearing.

"This is my sister yelena". Nat turns to her sister. "Yelena, this is Wanda's younger sister Y/n". You light up at the introduction, causing flowers to literally bloom around your forehead, forming a crown.

"Lovely to meet you." You bounce on your toes lightly before placing your hands together, emitting a light that shines through forming a flower crown made of lilies before gently placing it on yelena's head.

"krasivyy"

Wanda frowns before gently taking your arm moving around the sisters into the elevator. You wave at them until the elevator closes.

"Someone has a crush." Natasha smirked at her sister.

"What is this crush?"

"Oh boy"

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It's been 2 months, and Yelena would have settled in quite nicely building a relationship with the team while still having her guard up.

The only one her defenses dropped completely for was for Y/n, but she hardly saw you due to your older sister's protective nature. She'd always find a way to cut your interactions short.

"Lili, hello." Yelena jumps slightly at the soft voice behind her as she doesn't even hear the girl entre. "Privet younger maximoff."

Y/n's pure white irises quickly scanned yelena before her palms glowed lightly, and another flower crown appeared in her hands before she placed it on yelena's head.

Yelena blushed lightly before clearing her throat. " Why do you always do that y/n maximoff"

Y/n clasps her hands behind her back, maintaining her pristine posture while smiling softly at the blonde. "You remind me of lilies purity, innocence, and rebirth."

"What does that even mean y/n maximoff ".

Before y/n could answer a grip on her wrist is pulling her away from the kitchen within a millisecond, leaving the younger blonde even more confused and how the white-haired girl was out of her sights so quickly.

"Fucking older maximoff". Yelena grumbles to herself once she realized the cause of y/n sudden disappearance.

" Well, hello to you too, sunshine".

"Fuck off cyka"

Nat chuckles while pouring a cup of coffee before sitting the cup on the counter, giving her sister her undivided attention.

"What's your problem this morning?"

"I don't understand why Wanda maximoff takes younger maximoff away from me all the time." The blond expressed with her famous frown on her lips.

"Wanda is...complicated. I'll talk to her."

...........

Just as promised, nat found the maximoff siblings in your lily decorated room. Wanda sat with her back against the headboard, lighty tracing the outline of your face as you peacefully slept.

"Why are you cock blocking my sister max?"

Wanda turns to the woman leaning on the door frame with a glare, then returns her gaze back to her sleeping sister.

"So?". Nat pressed, stepping completely into the room and sitting at your feet. Wanda swallows thickly before facing the red head.

"She's all I have"

"You have-." Wanda interrupted nat quickly. "I know I have you guys, but she's all the blood I have left."

Natasha frowns in understanding before gently rubbing the younger girls back. "I understand, but I can grantee yelena would never hurt her."

Wanda clutches her fist lightly before thickly swallowing. " What if she leaves and forgets about me me?". Natasha can hear exactly how choked up the girl is.

"That'll never happen"

Wanda flinched in surprise at the voice of her younger sister before looking in her pale eyes. Y/n smiled softly before bringing her hand to caress Wanda's cheek.

Natasha is confused, but the siblings seemed to come to a quiet understanding.

"OK." Is all Wanda says before y/n kisses her cheek before running off to find a certain blonde.

"She be OK." Nat reassures, and Wanda smiles lightly letting out a sigh.

"I hope"

........

An: you can tell I didn't know to end this 🫠

[greynatomy]

Who The Hell Are you?

Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader

This is a chapter from my wattpad book that I haven’t had any motivation writing from, but is one of my favorite chapters so I wanted to share it on here.

I changed my oc’s name to yn so if you see a name that’s not natasha or yelena then that was my oc.

Let me know what you think!

-grey

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Standing in the kitchen, Yelena hears someone trying to pick the lock on the front door.

“I know you’re out there.” She says to the person on the other side of the door.

“I know you know I’m out here.” She hears a woman’s voice muffled by the door.

The door opens, then slams shut. Yelena grabs her gun, waiting for the woman to come closer.

“Then why are you skulking about like it’s a minefield?” She asks, pointing the gun in front of her.

“‘Cause I don’t know if I can trust you.”

Chuckling, “Funny, I was going to say the same thing.”

“So, we gonna talk like grown-ups?”

Turning the corner, Yelena points the gun at the woman. “Is that what we are?”

Both women point the gun at each other, Yelena slowly walks backwards as Natasha walks forwards.

“Put it down before I make you.”

“You put yours down.” Natasha replies.Yelena trips, “Watch you step.” Yelena chuckles softly.

Standing in the middle of the kitchen, They both grab the others’ gun, quickly pointing it back at each other.

Yelena and Natasha are now impatient, starts kicking each other. Yelena grabs Natasha and slams her to the walls. Switching it up, Natasha then grabs Yelena’s face and lifts her up to crash into the cabinet over the sink. Pushing her face down, Natasha tries to get her to stop fighting.

“Stay down. Stay down. Stay down!”

Letting out a scream, Yelena grabs a plate and smashes it on Natasha’s head. Grabbing a towel, it quickly gets wrapped around her neck, but uses it to her advantage to flip Natasha over her into a door breaking the glass.

Slowly getting up, staring at each other to intimidate, Yelena grabs a knife from the kitchen and stalks towards Natasha.

Trying to find something to use, Natasha sees a stapler and grabs it just before Yelena swings the knife at her. Swinging their desired weapons at each other, the take turns, blow for blow, kick for kick, hoping one would give up.

Both weapons quickly get disarmed by the other, Yelena tackles Natasha into the wall, Natasha grabbing the curtains off its rod and wraps it around Yelena’s neck, Yelena doing the same to Natasha after dropping her on the floor.

Both laying on the floor, cutting off each other’s breathing, Yelena being the stubborn one, won’t give up first.

“перемирие.” Truce. Natasha says, holding a hand out.

Letting go, Yelena gasps for air, unwrapping the curtain from her neck. Both laying on the floor for a bit, Yelena tries to catch her breath.

“ты вырос.” You’ve grown up.

“Ни хрена.” No shit. Yelena says, getting up from the floor. She walks to the kitchen, grabbing the vodka from the refrigerator and some shot glasses.

“You had to come to Budapest, didn't you?” Natasha asks, following Yelena.

“I came here because I thought you wouldn’t. But since you’re here, what bullet does that?” Yelena asks pouring some shots, then pointing at the wall.

Natasha looks behind her. “Not bullets. Arrows.”

“Ah, right.” She says, taking a shot.

“If you didn’t think I’d come here, why’d you send me these?” Natasha ask, putting the familiar bunch of vials on the table.

“You brought it back here?” Yelena walks away, Natasha following closely behind.

“I’m not here trying to be your friend, but you need to tell me what that is.”

“It’s a synthetic gas. The counter agent to chemical subjugation. The gas immunizes the brain’s neuropathways from external manipulation.” She explains, grabbing a bag.

“Maybe in English next time?”

“Это противоядие от контроля над разумом.” It’s an antidote to mind control.

“настоящая зрелая.” Real mature. Natasha replies, rolling her eyes.

“Why don’t you take it to one of your super-scientist friends? They can explain it to you. Tony Stark, maybe?” She asks, packing her bag with clothes and weapons.

“Oh, yeah. We’re not really talking right now, so…”

“Great. Perfect timing. Where’s an Avenger when you need one?”

“I don’t want to be here. I’m on the run. You could’ve gotten me killed.”

“Well, what was I supposed to do? You’re the only superhero person that I know.”

Suddenly, they both hear the front door open and close. Natasha quickly puts a new shirt on, grabbing a gun, while Yelena freezes, wide-eyed.

“Yelena Belova!” They both hear. Natasha points the gun at the door.

“Дерьмо.” Shit. Yelena grabs Natasha’s gun, lowering it. Natasha looks confused as to why Yelena looks nervous and not grabbing a weapon.

“Что, черт возьми, ты сделал?” What the hell did you do? Yelena starts to chew on her bottom lip, not moving from where she’s standing. “Лучше тащи свою задницу сюда, прямо сейчас.” You better get you ass over here, right now.

Yelena slowly walks out the door, to the kitchen, Natasha quietly follows behind, still being alert.

“Привет дорогая.” Hi, sweetheart.

“Не говори мне "Привет, дорогая". Что случилось?” Don't 'Hi, sweetheart' me. What happened? Yn irritatedly asks, hands on both of her hips.

“Well, you see, it was not all my fault.”

“Oh, yeah? Enlighten me. Who else did this?”

“She did.” Yelena says, pointing at the wall behind her.

“Funny. No one is there.”

“Wha-” She looks behind her not seeing Natasha. “Come out from behind the wall.”

Natasha slowly walks from the other side of the wall, revealing herself.

“Ah, Natasha Romanoff.” Yn scans her up and down. “Do you usually come to peoples homes and destroy things?” She sarcastically asks.

Yelena let’s out a snort, seeing Natasha shrink from Yn’s intimidating gaze.

“Uh, well, n-no.” Clearing her throat, Natasha puts her tough act back in front and asks, “Who the hell are you?”

“Yelena, it is very rude to not introduce me.” She says, poring herself two shots of vodka, downing each, right after the other. Natasha looks at Yelena, hoping to get an answer.

Yelena let’s put a loud sigh. “Natasha meet Yn… my wife.”

“Wife?!”

“I know. I can’t believe I married her either.” Yn say, walking up to Yelena to give her a peck on the cheek.

“Замолчи.” Shut up. She says, rolling her eyes, letting a small smirk show. “Okay, we are getting distracted.” Yelena says, becoming serious again. Turning back to Natasha, “I kept checking the news, expecting to see Captain America bringing down the Red Room.”

“What?” Natasha asks, shocked. “Taking down the Red Room? What are you talking about? It’s been gone for years. Dreykov’s dead. I killed him.”

Letting out a small laugh, “You don’t actually believe that, do you?” Yn asks. Seeing the look on Natasha’s face, she turns to Yelena, “She really does believe that.”

“Dreykov’s dead. It took almost destroying the entire city just to get to him.”

“If you’re so sure, then tell us what happened. Tell us exactly.”

“We rigged bombs.”

“Who’s ‘we’?”

“Clint Barton. Killing Dreykov was the final step in the deflection to S.H.I.E.L.D.”

Nodding and shrugging, “Simple as that?”

“Yeah, sure, ‘simple.’” She states, walking away from the couple. “That’s what I’d call imploding a five-story building and then shooting it out with the Hungarian Special Forces. Took ten days in hiding before we could even get out of Budapest.”

“And you checked the body?” Yelena asks, grabbing a gun off the floor, stuffing it in her pants. “Confirmed the kill?”

“There was no body left to check.”

“Oh, come on. You’re Natasha Romanoff. THE BLACK WIDOW and you don’t do something as simple as making sure he is actually dead. A body does not just disappear.” After a moment of silence, “You’re also forgetting about Dreykov’s daughter.”

The three of them freeze, hearing muffled footsteps. The ceiling suddenly explodes, creating a hole. Yelena snatches the vials, stuffing them in her bag. Yn follows her, pushing them both to the wall.

Widows are flooding into the door. Carefully peaking around the corner, Yelena sees two Widows jump down from the hole they created in the ceiling. Running across the room to a different room, Natasha grabs them both and slams them into the wall. Yelena reaches and turns the knob, making all the lights explode.

Momentarily distracted, Natasha, Yelena, and Yn take down a couple windows and makes a run out the front door. Peaking to see the other Widows, Natasha hides behind a wall as they start to shoot at her, same with Yelena. Yn grabs a grenade from Yelena’s bag and throws it downstairs to the Windows.

Running up the stairs Natasha asks, “Where are we trying to get?”

“Motorbike! East side of the building.” Yelena answers.

Jumping out the window, onto the roof, the trio try to run as fast as they could to the motorbike. Jumping and sliding down the roof. Finding a metal pole thing, Yelena quickly unlatches some screws and pushes her foot on the side of the roof, to disconnect it.

A Widow that has been chasing them jumps off the roof and onto the pole, slipping, but Natasha grabs onto her.

“I got you!” However, the Widow grabs her knife and slices Natasha’s hand, making her let go, so she falls. “No!”

The pole crashes to the side of the building, Yn and Yelena crashes into a window as Natasha falls off the side, crashing into the vents in the way.

Yelena groans and slowly gets up, using the wall for support. She limps over to where her wife is laying. “Yn, hey. Are you okay?”

“Lena, yeah. We have to go.”

Running down the stairs, out the door to where Natasha is, Yelena and Yn come to an abrupt stop, seeing her standing over a dead Widow.

Putting the vial back with the other’s being too late to free her, “Do you believe us now?” Yelena softly asks.

“How many others?”

“Enough.”

[teaaagan]

Water

Y/N: Can I have some water?

Yelena: *starts chugging her water bottle*

Yelena: *chokes from drinking too fast*

Yelena: *spills water all over herself*

Yelena, coughing: I don't have any water. 

[sjswrites]

It’s Just Your Rings

Kate: Well… You were wrong.

Yelena: *tilts her head* Is that so?

Kate: *gulps*

Yelena: Well… I guess I don’t need this then. *throw duffle bag at Kate* I was gonna wear that for our anniversary.

Kate: *opens it and pulls something out* It’s just your rings.

Yelena: Exactly. *walks away*

Kate: *stares at the rings* What?

Kate: *it finally clicks* Oh! Wait! Lena! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I-I- I just meant… Can we just talk about this?! *chases after her*

Source: TikTok

[abbyromanoff]

Tattooist! Yelena x Reader -

Reader visiting her at the shop and getting needy at the sight of seeing her tattooing somebody 👀

Daddy’s Only Whore

Pairings: Yelena Belova x reader, Kate Bishop x reader

Word count: 1811

Warnings: Voyerisum, mentions of piercings and tattoos, fingering, cunilingus, kind of public sex, daddy kink, degrading, praising

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“Hey, Y/N!” Yelled Kate as you walked into the shop, the small ring chime dangling as the door closed. The woman ran up to you and engulfed you in a large hug, almost tipping you over at the contact.

“Woah there, Kate. I’m not going anywhere.” She leaned back and gave you a big smile, dragging you over with her to the receptionist desk where she sat every day. She was still learning how to do tattoos, only knowing how to do piercings at the moment.

“Kate! Stop smothering my girlfriend and get your ass to work!” She groaned but did what her boss asked, greeting the customer with a fake smile and leading them over to the chair. You watched her walk away with a small smile and made your way over to Yelena who was deep in focus.

“Hey, babe, whatcha drawing?” She chuckled dryly and looked up for a moment, not caring if the customer was annoyed.

“For the last time, it’s not a drawing, it’s a tattoo.” “Same thing.” She dabbed the ink in something you never knew what was called and turned the electric pen back on.

“It’s not the same thing, this is permanent. A drawing is not.” You couldn’t tell what she was making, it was upside down in your view. All you knew was that she was painting someone’s upper arm, you always wanted her to give you a tattoo. You never told her that, she’d probably tell you it was too dangerous. You had already planned a secret appointment with Kate to get nipple piercings, she made you promise to not tell Yelena she did it. Your girlfriend would obviously want to be the one doing it, but you wanted to surprise her with it.

“Why don’t you sit down on that chair right there and wait for me, we can have lunch together once I’m done.” She negotiated. You sat your bag on the floor and pulled out your phone to keep yourself entertained in the meantime, you knew this would be awhile.

“Yelena,” you whined out after an hour, “How much longer?” You hated to admit it, but you were starting to grow needy. Watching her work had always been able to turn you on, and the worst part, she knew it. She knew when your thighs clenched together secretly it wasn’t because you needed to go to the bathroom like you said. Your favorite part was when she’d get mad seeing you with her assistant, even if you just had friendly intentions. You thought Kate did too, but you never noticed the longing glances she’d send you from across the room. You never noticed how she’d make an excuse to leave the room, only to return a few minutes later looking out of breath. And you certainly never noticed the smile that grew on her face after you asked her to pierce you, she was dedicated to making it the best experience for you.

“I just have one last bit to do, can you wait ten more minutes for me?” You rolled your eyes and stood up with a huff, walking over to the woman who was just on your mind. You leaned your head on her arm as you rested your upper body on the desk.

“Hey, Katey!” A smile was plastered on your face as her nervous expression stared into your own. She always feared talking to you, you were just so goddamn pretty. And what she feared the most, your girlfriend.

“Uh, hey, Y/N. Is there anything you need?” You walked behind the table and sat on her lap, grabbing her arms to wrap them around your waist. She glanced around the room worriedly for Yelena, making sure she wasn’t able to see the close position you two were in.

“Yelena’s not giving me attention and I wanted to see my favorite worker.” She nervously chuckled and tried to move her arms from your waist, only to be pulled back in.

“Oh c’mon, you don’t want to touch me either?” You faked a pout and saw the man your girlfriend was tattooing start to leave the building, Yelena now walking over to you both. Kate panicked internally as you greeted the woman with a small glare.

“Kate, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Well, she was giving me attention unlike you.” Yelena crossed her arms over her chest before looking at the clock.

“Kate, it’s your lunch break.” She looked at her with confusion, checking her watch only to realize she was wrong.

“But, my lunch break is in an hour-“ The stern glare sent her way was enough to have her scurrying off, not caring if you almost fell over from the act.

“Yelena, that was mean. I was having fun with my friend.” She didn’t care what you had to say. Her hand grasped your arm harshly as she dragged you into the backroom, turning you to where your ass grazed the table.

“You couldn’t even wait two goddamn minutes?” Her hands moved to your inner thighs as she parted them, almost ripping the fabric of your jeans in the process.

“I’m sorry, daddy, I just wanted your attention.” She dropped to her knees in front of you, pulling down the article of clothing before being met with only your panties. She noticed the small wet spot, you looked away, now suddenly embarrassed.

“Aww, where’d my confident little thing go? Does someone get all nervous when daddy puts them back in their place?” She hummed when receiving no response, starting to stand back up only to feel your heels on her shoulders pushing her back down.

“No, please, daddy! I just wanted to tease you, I didn’t mean to make you mad!” She left small bite marks along your thighs, slowly moving further up until reaching your now-drenched bottoms.

“Is this all for me, baby? Or is it for that stupid bitch who kept putting her hands all over what’s mine?” She growled out, tearing a small hole in your panties. You gasped as the sudden cool air hit your bundle of nerves.

“F-for you, daddy, all for you.” She groaned before moving forward, connecting her lips with your clit. You threw your head back as your eyes fluttered shut, your fingers going to massage her scalp. She moaned into you as her tongue explored every inch of your body, she wanted it all.

“My clueless little slut, I bet you don’t even realize the way Kate looks at you. She acts like you’re hers, she wants you to be.” You looked down at the woman as she dove back into your sopping cunt, licking up every drop she could.

“What do you mean? Kate doesn’t- ah! Kate doesn’t like me, daddy.” You felt her chuckle, the sensation causing vibrations up your entire body. Her fingers found their way to your folds, running down to your hole as she slowly inserted one digit. She felt your tight walls clamp around her as you winced slightly at the intrusion.

“Sweetheart, I knew you were dumb but I didn’t think you were that dumb.” Her words caused a frown to make way on your face. You weren’t stupid, you were her smart girl.

“Daddy, I’m not dumb! She doesn’t like me, she’s my best friend.” Her body was placed between your open legs. Now standing up, she towered over you as her braids came close to hitting your face.

“Yes you are, you’re my brainless little whore. Isn’t that right? You’re daddy’s brainless little whore?” She could hear a small chime coming from outside of the room. It wasn’t a customer, it was Kate. The door was left cracked open just enough to be able to see inside, but not enough to see your face.

“Oh, daddy! I’m your brainless little whore! I’m your toy, just your toy meant to please you. Please, daddy, I think I’m gonna cum!” You moaned out, grasping her muscular biceps in your hands as your legs shook. You didn’t notice the black-haired girl standing by the door, or the way her fingers rested inside her sweatpants. Yelena did though, and as furious as she was, she found it so damn hot knowing she was watching you slut yourself out for her and only her.

“That’s it, cum for daddy, baby. Show our little friend just how much of a good girl you are for me.” You couldn’t even care to ask what she meant, only focusing on the pleasure you felt. It felt like waves came crashing down on you as you let out a loud moan, one that could be heard throughout the whole building. Kate rubbed her clit harshly as she stared at your blown-away face, wishing she was the one causing it. Yelena knew exactly what was going on through Kate’s mind and she loved it. She loved teasing her, showing her who you belonged to.

“Fuck, you’re soaking my fingers, puppy. You’re so hot when you make a mess for me, now who’s gonna clean this table up?” You mumbled out apologies as you rested your head against her chest, breathing in the smell of her cologne to calm you down. You wrapped your arms around her neck and clung to her like a koala. You whimpered when she started to pull out her finger, only to be shut up by it being forced down your throat. You sucked delicately, shutting your eyes as you pictured it was her strap. She bit her lip, knowing that Kate was out there watching you do this turned her on even more.

“Good little mutt, cleaning up your mess so well! C’mon, let’s get you dressed.” You stood on shaky legs as she helped you back into your clothes. You gave yourself one last look in the mirror, fixing your hair and checking for any hickeys or marks.

“You’re so beautiful, my love.” She hugged you from behind, resting her head on your shoulder and staring at you through the glass. She tickled your neck by leaving small pecks along the skin.

“Let’s go back out, sweetheart, can’t have anyone wondering where we were.” You

You chuckled lightly as Yelena just smirked, knowing exactly who was looking for you.

“Hey, Katey! When did you get back?” Her cheeks were a rosy red, if only you knew why.

“Oh, uh, just a few minutes ago! Had a nice sandwich from down the road.” She glanced at Yelena shyly before reverting her eyes back to the ground. You only shrugged at her behavior before walking back up to your girlfriend, giving her a kiss on the lips and smiling her way. If only you knew why she was grinning proudly the whole time, if only you knew Kate had just came watching you get fucked. If only you knew.

[badassbishova]

“Just for personal reasons, I want to hang out with her more.”

Zendaya and I share the same mind — Collectively, I think everyone would selfishly want Florence Pugh around more 🙌

[loislame84]

Natasha: im just offering to set you up with someone. Maybe you will catch some feelings.

Yelena: nyet. No, thank you. I will never catch feelings for someone. I do not do that.

Kate, stumbles through the door knocking over a lamp and dropping the contents of her bag onto the door: hi *waves*

Yelena, waves back with a little smile: hello.

Natasha: what was that about catching feelings?

Yelena: fuck all the way off.