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empyreanwritings · 10 hours ago
for the sleep over pls spare some yelena headcanons plssss how yelena is on dates thank youuuu💗
Yelena goes all out on dates, even if it is supposed to be a casual date at home.
She likes to spoil her partners, especially you.
The check? Don't even think about reaching for it.
The prices? Don't worry. Get whatever you want.
If you're just out on a shopping date, she pays attention to the things you say you want. If you don't grab them for yourself, she will get them. It doesn't matter how much you protest.
You try not to protest often. You've realized her love languages are gift giving and acts of service, so you know it's how she shares her love.
But sometimes the amount of money she spends stresses you out.
You make it up to her by making meals at home and pampering her when you can. It's easier to take on that side of the relationship, especially when she is gone on missions.
She knows how much you love her when she comes home to fresh smelling sheets and a home-cooked meal.
And you know she was thinking about you the entire time she was gone because she comes home with a little souvenir or flowers.
Krystef Sleepover Week @marvelsdc22
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honeyedtulips · a day ago
lauren i’m here demanding yelena fluff ‘cause we both are in love with her!!!
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i- i’m here lauren and i come demanding yelena fluff and proving florence pugh’s face 🤪!!!
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pairing: yelena belova x reader ♡
genre: fluff ♡
summary: yelena just wants to love you forever ♡
word count: 1.1k ♡
a/n: thank you for this request, angel! i've had this idea for a while for yelena and after your requests, i knew it was meant for me to write it soon! i hope you enjoy it!
the song is sunday by office hours if you'd like to listen while you read! have a good day, my angels! you are lovely and worth all the stars in the sky ♡
yelena’s lips felt like small spurts of fire against your skin, heatedly moving and brushing against your flesh. it was barely ten in the morning and yet here she was, marking your skin like you were about to disappear. you’ve come to realize that was just yelena’s way of loving you, just her way of showing you how she felt. you loved it, just as much as you loved her.
“lena, we’ve got to go soon,” you grumbled, but didn’t make any hassle to move. “we need to leave by noon.”
“and it’s nine fifty,” yelena whispered, her lips moving behind your ear. you hummed delightedly, smiling as you felt her nip at your earlobe. she had been doing this all morning, but you didn’t feel temped to move at all. sinking into the sheets, letting the cool blankets whip around you, yelena’s mouth working along your skin, pressing soft kisses into your back, that was probably heaven.
“we don’t have to leave,” she murmured into your flesh, her nose pressing against your shoulder. “we could stay here forever.”
you wished that was true. yelena always had to leave for missions and you for work. you wished you could stay in this wonderful abode forever, engulfed with her love and sweetness forever. however, unfortunately, you lived in reality, an unfair and quite honestly rude reality, and you could not spend every second with yelena belova forever.
“we can’t,” you sighed, closing your eyes as yelena’s lips slipped across your cheek. “we have to go places and do things and be adults. it sucks.”
yelena made a noise of contempt, lips sucking against your shoulder. “don’t remind me, darling. i try my best to forget.”
“i need to shower,” you groaned, reaching over and grabbing your phone from the bedside table. you turned it on, seeing the missed texts from natasha asking if you were still on for lunch today. “we can’t be late for your sister, you know? she’ll break the door down.”
“let her,” yelena said, pressing her lips against your nape. “i don’t want to be anywhere but here.”
you smiled, reaching down and entwining your fingers with hers. you felt her smile against your back, peppering the area with so many kisses that a sweet giggle bubbled from your throat. “stop it, lena!”
“make me!” she said, blowing raspberries against your spine. you laughed, your head falling back as her lips furiously blew against your flesh.
“stop it, lena! that tickles!”
she blew harder, making you burst with even more laughter. “stop! lena, you’re so silly!”
it was adorable to know that if anyone else said those words to yelena, she would probably stab them. however, when it came to you, she could only melt and let a little rosy blush settle on her cheeks. she was just too in love with you to mind. sometimes it scared her how devoted she was to you, how her heart beat so ferociously whenever you were near. it meant it would hurt too much if something happened, if her heart was left ruined and bleeding.
“okay, okay, thirty more minutes!” you cried, facetiously slapping yelena’s head with a pillow. “now stop! that tickles!”
“fine,” yelena grumbled, going back to dropping sweet kisses along your waist. “this is better anyways.”
“i never knew the fierce yelena belova could be so lazy,” you murmured, laughing.
“she’s also very lovestruck, but we won’t mention that part,” yelena whispered, pecking your hip. “don’t tell anyone, it’s a secret.”
you laughed, shaking your head blissfully. “promise.” you giggled as she sprinkled kisses up your back, the sensation both pleasurable and ticklish. when she reached your shoulder, she let her fingers graze your chin, turning your head to face her. she mounted her body, raising her lips to meet yours in a honey-sweet kiss. your mouth melted in hers, humming at the softness of her lips. yelena was a naturally passionate and intense person, but you appreciated that she took the time to be soft with you. it made each kiss and touch even more lovely, knowing that she put so much thought into it. you loved that she cared enough about you to shed that firm exterior that she showed the world. you also loved when she was just herself, when she was just amorous and fervent in her love for you, kissing you roughly and hugging you so tight that it nearly hurt. you loved every side of her, especially the ones that were just for you.
yelena pulled back from your lips, her eyes glittering with mirth. you’d never seen so much emotion in her eyes, shining so sincerely that it almost scared you.
“don’t leave me,” she whispered, running her thumb along your bottom lip. “please.”
it wasn’t often that yelena asked or begged for anything. it wasn’t often that she even revealed her true feelings. the fact that she was saying this right now meant the world to you. she wanted you. she wanted you to stay.
“yes, yelena,” you said, kissing the thumb grazing your mouth. “i will always stay. i’m yours.”
she moved her thumb along your chin, letting it drag down your throat and across your chest. you gasped when she stopped above your heart, softly pressing against the passionately beating organ.
“here,” her voice was soft, the words kissing the air gently like a sigh. “that’s where i always want to be. can i?”
“always,” you said, quietly, pressing your hand over her thumb. “always, yelena. it feels like you’ve always been there.”
a small smile passed over yelena’s face, and that’s when you realized that something about this moment was different. “i want to marry you,” she murmured. “please. stay with me forever. let me stay here.” she pressed against your chest again. “forever.”
you launched yourself into her arms, pressing your mouth against hers in an impassioned kiss of tongue, love, and emotion. she flung her arms around you, holding you tight against your chest. you could feel her heart beating, the message speaking loud and clear to you:
“love me. i’m yours.”
she kissed you harder, letting her love sink deeper into you. it was of no use, it was already there. it would always be. when she broke away, she was panting and tears were dripping from her cheeks.
“is that a yes?”
you nodded, tears now sprinkling from your own eyes. “yes, yelena. i’m yours, forever!”
when you told the news to natasha hours later, there was not a dry eye at the table between the three of you. yelena was ecstatic to start her life with you. she’d always known the person she’d spend the rest of her life with would be you. you were her forever.
you always would be.
honeyedtulips x♡🌷
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wandavicky · a day ago
I just feel like Yelena will be so super whipped and she couldn't believe it too because it never happened before, and she surely don't want anyone to find out because everyone will start saying she's soft and that will be unfortunate because she will have to end their lives for that comment.
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wandavicky · a day ago
I did promise to send something, so may I request something with Yelena where she's used to getting up as soon as she wakes up but now she'd learning to sleep in a bit after yn hits snooze, especially when she has training with nat lol :D hope this is okay please and thank you:)
Note: sksks thank you and since this is the only request I got I'll handle it with extra care and hope that I don't disappoint😌
Yelena has been taught to wake up at sunrise her entire life, or traumatized into doing so, however you called it.
When you first start to spend the nights together, you always find yourself alone in bed in the morning. It's not that you mind that Yelena is a morning person, but you let out a small groan every time you reach to her side, wanting to give your assassin girlfriend a kiss, only to find the sheets cold and empty.
So, you started to set your alarms earlier than you have to wake up.
"Y/N? sweetheart, why are you up early?" Yelena sticks her head out from the bathroom when she hears your alarms ringing.
You switch off the alarm without opening your eyes, the cold air in the morning makes you get off your bed with your blanket covering you from your head.
You slowly walk to the blonde's side and cuddle her from behind, wrapping her with the blanket then burying your face in the crook of her neck.
Yelena fixes up her hair and turns to you, she chuckles softly seeing you can barely keep your eyes open. "What's wrong? It's too early."
"Too early." You frown at her with a pout, "Come back n' cuddle."
"Natasha-" Yelena sees the shape of your lips turning into an upside-down U shape, so she stops herself and holds your face to kiss your pout away, "Ok, okay, you win. Let's get you to bed."
You fall back onto your bed and pull Yelena with you. You sigh satisfyingly wrapped up in her arms.
Yelena presses a light kiss on your nose, "My needy lil baby."
"You're baby." You mumble out the words and bury your face in her embrace to block out the annoying sunlight, "wake me up in an hour and I'll make you breakfast."
"But I don't have-" Yelena was about to tell you she has to leave in 30 minutes when she hears your little snort coming from her arms.
Looks like Yelena will adapt to a new sleeping habit very soon.
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w-a-n-d-a-n-a-t · a day ago
Wanda: On the count of three, what's your favorite cake? One, two, three-
Wanda and Natasha, in unison: Chocolate cake peanut butter frosting with chocolate chunks!
Y/n: Our turn, Yelena! One, two, three- vanilla!
Yelena, deadpan: I've never had cake, what is cake.
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uraveragelonelygay · 2 days ago
Starting Anew
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Requested: Yes
Summary: After losing your mother, you are absolutely devastated. So is your girlfriend, Wanda. But when Yelena Belova walks into both of your lives, is it possible that something beautiful could come from all this grief?
Pairing: Yelena Belova x Wanda Maximoff x Romanoff!Reader
Word Count: 3.2k
Warnings: grief, rip Nat :(, some violence? It get’s angsty but has a happy ending I swear!
A/N: Vision doesn’t die in this one, just because it’s easier for all the women to have a connection specifically with Nat. But, I mean, he’s not really mentioned so I guess if you want to imagine him as dead that works too lol. Also bestie Wanda doesn’t get blipped in this one! And finally, I’m describing Nat and Yelena’s relationship as a mentor/mentee type vibe in this one, simply because I think it would be weird for Yelena to be like “lol she was like my sister but sweet home Alabama amirite” so I hope that’s okay! Please enjoy!
“Clint, where’s Nat?”
The expression on his face made your heart drop.
“Clint,” you started.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“Clint, where is my mom?” you said, your voice wavering.
“She told me to tell you she loves you always,” he said quietly, approaching you, but you backed away.
“No,” you said, “She’s not. She can’t. Why would she? How could you let her do that?! You let her die!” you screamed, falling to your knees. Your body wracked with sobs.
Your mom was gone. She wasn’t coming back.
You let out a cry of agony, unable to feel anything but grief for the loss of your mother.
A pair of arms wrapped around you, and upon recognizing them, you turned around and sobbed into Wanda’s shoulder.
“I’m here, detka. I’m so sorry. I’m here,” she said softly to you, tears rolling down her cheeks as well at the loss of her mentor.
You numbly got your suit ready for battle as Wanda entered your room. Her eyes softened at the broken look on your face.
“Y/N, nobody would be upset if you decided to sit this one out,” she said gently, but you shook your head.
“No. I have to do this. For her. I refuse to let her death be in vain,” you said shakily, tears making their way out of your eyes again.
Wanda nodded. “Let’s go win this, then. For her.”
And you did. You won.
It was a beautiful ceremony on a beautiful day. Some might say otherwise, considering it was raining, but you just thought it made things even more special. Natasha loved the rain, it was her favorite type of weather. “It’s like the world is giving me a fresh start; washing away the past and letting me start anew,” she would say.
But, on a day like this, you couldn’t fathom how the world could be telling you to start anew after the death of one of the most important people in your life. 
Nat had adopted you when you were five years old. She found you in a Hydra base, and the two of you had connected instantly. She didn’t let you go after that day. She was there through the laughs, the smiles, but also the pain, the trauma. She was the one who would sing you to sleep after a nightmare, holding you close. She was your protector. Your мама. And now that she was gone, you weren’t sure if you wanted a fresh start.
Wanda held your hand throughout the process of planning the funeral. She had loved Nat almost as much as you had. Natasha had become Wanda’s mentor when she first joined the compound, and after noticing the two of you dancing around your feelings, she had been the one to give Wanda the final push to ask you out. It was because of her that you and Wanda were together. She had your mom to thank for her being with the love of her life. She just wishes Nat was still around so she could thank her.
She was broken out of her thoughts as you finished your eulogy.
“Ya lyublyu tebya, mama,” you said with tears streaming down your face. You cleared your throat before adding, “If anyone else would like to say a few words about мама, you are welcome to do so now.”
Wanda stood as you walked away from the podium and greeted you with a tight hug, stroking your hair and whispering soothing words into your ear.
You all sat there for a full two hours as various Avengers and Ex-Shield Agents (and even Nick Fury himself) went up to the podium and shared fond memories of your mother. You all laughed and cried over the memory of your mother. You were devastated, yes, but it warmed your heart to know that your mom was so loved, and that her memory would live on.
That night, you and Wanda sat in solemn silence, watching Natasha’s favorite show as you simply held each other. The rain had continued to fall, but you didn’t mind; it merely made you feel closer to your mother. Then there was a knock at the door.
You and Wanda both shot up at the sound. Following the events of the recent battle against Thanos, and the chaos in the world, there were plenty of people who weren’t exactly supportive of the Avengers. So whenever there was an unexpected visitor, it threw the two of you into intruder mode.
Wanda summoned her chaos magic in her hands as you grabbed the gun hidden in your bedroom. You approached the door with caution, opening it to find a blonde woman on the other side, staring at the two of you with wide eyes. She was stunning, to say the least. But you shook that thought out of your head as soon as you could, missing the quick but curious glance that Wanda sent your way.
“Who are you?’ You asked dangerously, pointing the gun at her as Wanda readied herself to fight.
“Oh, I swear I don’t mean any harm-” she began in a thick Russian accent, but Wanda cut her off.
“She asked you a question,” she said coldly, tilting her head at the girl.
“I’m Yelena. Yelena Belova. I came to attend Natasha’s funeral, but I was travelling from Russia and my flight was delayed due to storms here in America, but I’m-”
“Yelena?” You asked with wide eyes, your gun immediately dropped on the ground as you quickly reached out to engulf the woman in a hug.
She visibly tensed, unsure of what to make of this sudden physical contact. You pulled away with apologetic eyes, almost as if you had just realized your actions.
“I’m so sorry,” you began, “It’s just, my mom talked so much about you and I hoped I would meet you someday but I-”
“You’re her daughter?” Yelena asked with soft eyes.
You nodded, both of you at a loss for words.
Wanda stepped beside you, taking your hand and squeezing gently as if to convey a message.
You snapped out of your thoughts as she did so.
“Oh! Right, sorry. Would you like to come inside?”
Yelena glanced between the two of you, a guilty look on her face.
“Are you sure? I don’t mean to-”
“Please,” Wanda started, smiling at Yelena kindly, “We insist.”
The three of you stayed up for most of the night, sharing countless memories of Natasha.
When your laughter from the most recent story had died down, Yelena smiled at you and Wanda softly.
“You know, I find it kind of comforting that it happened to rain today of all days. Natasha used to say that it was like-”
“The world was giving her a chance to start anew,” the three of you said in unison, smiling at each other at the shared knowledge of Nat.
“Kind of hard to see how I can start anew. Live a life without her,” you said quietly after a while.
“Well, the rain washes away some of the old, yes,” Yelena started, “but other things it merely helps to grow.”
Wanda nods, smiling at Yelena’s helpful words. “Like the flowers,” Wanda added.
Yelena smiles back at her. “Yes, the flowers. And like the flowers, your love for your mother will only continue to grow from this. It doesn’t have to come to an end. Her memory can continue to grow and live on.”
You nodded, tears flowing down your face. “Yeah, you’re right. Thank you,” you said softly to the both of them.
They merely smiled at you, Wanda taking your hand in hers and squeezing it comfortingly, as a silent promise.
Her memory would live on.
You and Wanda invited Yelena to stay with you after that night. You figured since you shared a bond with Nat that was unique to the three of you, that it would help all of you in the healing process to be with each other.
Six months. That’s how long Yelena had been staying with you.
Throughout that time, there were little things that began happening that you and Wanda barely noticed, such as date nights between the two of you becoming scarce; instead you would both opt to spend the night in with Yelena, watching movies and sharing stories.
Or how when you would be catching up with the rest of the Avengers on video calls, your stories slowly shifted from “Wanda and I” to “Yelena, Wanda, and I”.
Or how your nightmares had slowly stopped. How the tears became a rarity. How your smile began to light up the room more often than not. How you were okay.
Until one night you did notice.
You, Wanda, and Yelena were having one of your many movie nights when it began to rain. The three of you shared a soft smile at that. But then a clap of thunder sounded and you nearly jumped out of your own skin in fear.
Two pairs of concerned eyes were on yours and suddenly Yelena and Wanda were at your side.
“Are you okay, moya lyubov?” Wanda asked
You nodded, your eyes still wide with fear, causing your reassurances to be very unconvincing.
“Yeah, just...thunderstorms, you know?”
You hated thunderstorms with a passion. They terrified you. Your mom had always been the one to hold you through them and rock you back and forth, singing you sweet lullabies to get you to fall asleep.
Since she had passed, Wanda had taken on that role as much as possible.
But now, Yelena is the first to make physical contact with you, placing her hand on your leg comfortingly.
The action causes butterflies to erupt in your stomach and blush to coat your cheeks. Wait what?
The thought left your mind when another rumble of thunder sounded through the night. You began to shake, hugging yourself to calm yourself down.
Yelena looked to Wanda questioningly, as if asking how she could help.
“I’m going to make her some tea to calm her down, and I’ll plug in her heated blanket in the bedroom. Could you stay with her?” Wanda asked.
“Of course,” Yelena answered without hesitation.
Wanda smiled gratefully and placed a kiss to your forehead before leaving the room.
“Y/N?” Yelena asked, noting the far-off look in your eyes.
“Can you...nevermind,” you mumbled, eyes cast down at the ground.
“Y/N, what is it?” Yelena pushed.
You sighed, knowing it was the only way you would be able to feel safe.
“Could you maybe, like, hold me? God, I know it sounds stupid, sorry, I shouldn’t have-”
But Yelena was already wrapping her arms around you and holding you close.
You sighed at the feeling, feeling unbelievably safe in her strong arms.
“I’ve got you,” Yelena says softly.
You merely nod, not having the energy to do anything else, before letting your eyes droop and sleep take over you.
Wanda enters the room soon after you’ve fallen asleep. At the sight of you curled up in Yelena’s arms, her heart practically melted. It was only when she felt the love for the girl holding you radiating from your form that she felt she could’ve sighed in relief.
You see, Wanda had been feeling things recently. Things for a certain blonde. And she felt overwhelmed with guilt. I mean, of course she still loved you. She loved you more than words could describe. But she was feeling a similar feeling for Yelena. She hoped it would pass, but of course, it didn’t. It merely grew stronger as time went on.
And now, she felt as though she could breathe easy, because she knew she wasn’t alone. You, too, were feeling what she was. She composed herself before smiling softly at Yelena and sitting beside her.
“Thank you for looking after her,” Wanda says quietly, as not to wake the sleeping girl in Yelena’s arms.
Yelena’s eyes never leave your sleeping form as she replies.
When you woke, you were in your bed, Wanda awake beside you, smiling softly down at you.
“Good morning, lyubov,” she greeted.
You smiled at her.
“Good morning, Wanda.”
She didn’t miss the way your eyes flitted to the door, as if expecting someone to enter.
“Yelena is at the store. We were running low on groceries,” she informed you with a knowing smirk.
You looked at her in confusion.
“What’s that look for?”
She takes your hand.
“I think we need to talk about Yelena.”
It was then that you realized she could read minds, and you knew she knew. You shot up, eyes wide with guilt, your breathing becoming slightly frantic.
“Wanda, I didn’t mean to...I don’t want to...I can’t lose you…” you rambled, eyes filling with tears.
Wanda’s eyes softened and she pulled you into her arms. “Oh, sweetheart. You won’t lose me. I feel the same way,” she explained.
You looked up at her. “Wait, you do?” You asked hopefully and she smiled brightly at you.
“I do.”
“So...what does that mean for us?”
She shrugged. “I think it means we invite her to join our relationship.”
Your eyes visibly lit up and her heart warmed at the sight.
“Okay. Let’s tell her.”
Yelena looked at the two of you with concerned eyes as you sat in front of her in the living room, both of you practically bubbling with nerves.
“Is everything alright?” She asked hesitantly.
“We love you.” You blurted out before slapping a hand over your mouth at the boldness of your sudden confession.
Yelena was gaping at the both of you with wide eyes.
‘That wasn’t part of our speech we planned, detka,’ Wanda’s voice sounded through your head and you winced. She merely rolled her eyes at your silence and took over.
“What Y/N is trying to say,” Wanda began, “Is that we talked it over, and we both have feelings for you. Of the romantic nature. And we’d like for you to join our relationship.”
Yelena gulped. Silence engulfed the room and it became suffocating.
“Sorry if we-”
“I have to go.” Yelena stated suddenly.
Your heart dropped.
“I have unfinished business in Russia,” she lied. You and Wanda saw right through it, but didn’t want to make things more tense.
“When do you leave?” Wanda asked quietly.
“Oh,” is all you said.
“I should go pack.”
And with that, Yelena left the room.
Two weeks. She had only been gone two weeks, but you and Wanda were struggling because of it. You had both put yourselves out there and gotten your hearts broken.
You were curled up on the couch and Wanda was in the shower when it happened.
A knock sounded at the door. You still had hope, even after two weeks of no contact from her. So you jumped up from your spot and rushed to open the door.
But it wasn’t Yelena at the door.
It was a stranger. He had a deadly look in your eye and you gulped nervously.
“Can I-”
“You. You’re that Black Widow bitch’s daughter.”
Your eyes widened.
“Fuck her and the rest of the Avengers. They’re scum. I wish I could’ve killed her myself, but I guess you’ll have to do,” he sneered, raising his gun at you.
You didn’t have time to react before a gunshot rang out through the apartment. You gasped and he ran.
You looked down to see a red spot on your stomach, growing larger by the second.
A panicked voice sounded behind you.
“Y/N?! What was-” You turned around and she gasped as she saw the blood on your hands and stomach dripping onto the floor.
“I’m sorry,” you said. And then you collapsed.
Yelena wasn’t in Russia. God, no. She was staying in a hotel on the opposite side of town as she figured out where to go from here. She was looking at new apartments when her phone rang for the umpteenth time. She sighed, finally checking the caller ID. Her eyes widened as she saw Wanda’s name on the screen. She tossed the phone away from her.
A minute later, she got a notification for a voicemail. She took a deep breath and pressed play.
Wanda’s voice began to sound throughout the trashy hotel room.
“Yelena. I know you left, and I know you likely want nothing to do with us, but I had to let you know. Y/N is in the hospital. She’s in critical condition. I have no idea how it happened. I should’ve been there to protect her but I stepped away for a moment to shower and I-”
There was a pause.
“You probably don’t give a shit, I don’t know why I’m calling, I’m sorry. Hope you’re doing well.”
And then it was silent.
Tears were streaming down Yelena’s face as she decided what she needed to do.
You woke up to a bright light and an aggravating beeping beside you. You tried to sit up but groaned in pain.
“Malyshka, no, lay back down,” a voice said, and your head snapped to the source at the familiarity of it. There, sitting beside you, was none other than Yelena.
“What are you-”
“She came to see you. To see us,” Wanda said softly, taking your hand.
“But, I thought you left. I thought you didn’t care about-” but Yelena cut you off with the shake of her head.
“No. That’s just not true,” she denied.
You sighed. “Then why-”
She took your other hand. That shut you up pretty quickly.
“Because I was scared,” she started. “I was scared and so I ran. It was so wrong of me and I’m so sorry. But when I heard you were hurt? God, I immediately realized. I feel the same way. For both of you.” She took Wanda’s hand as well.
“What are you scared of?” You asked softly, squeezing her hand.
“I just…” She trailed off, and Wanda’s eyes glowed red briefly before she cut in.
“She thinks it’s a little morbid that we all met because of your mom’s death,” she said.
Yelena looked at her with wide eyes, to which Wanda simply shrugged and tapped her temple. “Mind reader, remember?”
You spoke up. “What is it you said when we first met? That things can grow from a fresh start? Love can grow?”
“Like the flowers,” Wanda added gently, smiling softly at you and Yelena.
Almost as if on cue, you looked out the window of your hospital room to see rain beginning to fall.
The three of you looked outside in awe.
“I love you, Y/N. I love you, Wanda.” Yelena blurted out. “I’m done hiding it.”
“We love you too,” you and Wanda said at the same time.
Yelena kissed Wanda softly, before separating and connecting her lips with yours. Once you pulled away, you looked at the two girls.
They laughed at your antics before getting onto the hospital bed and settling in on either side of you. The three of you talked, laughed, and exchanged tender kisses for hours before your two girlfriends finally fell asleep.
You smiled softly at them before looking out the window once more, admiring the rain.
“Thanks, мама,” you whispered.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Sorry for taking so long to post it, I had major writer’s block with this one! Hopefully I’ll be posting more often now!
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willsimpforanyone · 2 days ago
could we request some yelena belova fluff? :(
i love how it sounds like a group of you have banded together to request something XD i actually had to do some research into yelena bc she isn't a character i know very well yet but i'll give it my best shot
It took a little while to figure out where my girlfriend was- she wasn't at home, she hadn't texted to ask if I wanted anything so I knew she wasn't at the store and while she occasionally forgot to tell me if she was going on a mission, she was getting better at it. It was a little weird for her to have someone genuinely worried for her but she was adapting.
I concluded that the most likely place she would therefore be was at the gym. There was a gym a few blocks away from where we lived that Yelena liked to train at- I enjoyed watching her for the single reason that she could take down anyone who thought they could stand against her. That meant seeing cocky assholes taken down a peg or two when they were bodily slammed against the floor.
A quick text to Yelena earned a quicker text back to say she was on her way home, of course she was, she'd memorised my timetable at work. Despite her tough exterior, Yelena was a sweetheart- she left the gym a little after she knew I'd get home to allow for me to have a little time to unwind alone.
After a few minutes, in which I busied myself finding some of the snacks in the cupboard, there came the sound of the door openind and closing, and Yelena quietly made her way to the bedroom to put down her workout bag before joining me in the kitchen.
"How was your day, Котик*?" She kissed my cheek and swiped a cookie from the packet I'd laid on the counter before swinging herself up to sit on said counter.
I grinned at her as she nibbled the snack. "It was okay, nothing particularly exciting happened." I nudged her knees apart to stand between her legs. "How was the gym?"
She rolled her eyes. "This one Мудак** would not stop harrassing people. He was taking over the equipment and refused to leave this girl alone."
I threw a warning glance at her. "You asked him to stop nicely before going any further, right?" Her laugh was not encouraging.
"I love that you think I gave him a chance." Yelena booped your nose. "Do not worry, I only broke two ribs, I was very careful."
Despite myself, I smiled at her- the guy probably deserved it, and maybe next time he'll think twice about being a dick in public, especially when my kickass girlfriend was around.
She lightly pushed me away and hopped down from the counter. "So, now we are both at home, would you like to cook, would you like me to cook, would you like to go out to eat or would you like to order takeout?" She was rifling through a drawer trying to find takeout menus.
"Since you're kindly giving me the illusion of choice-" Yelena shot me a look of mock injury, but still held a few menus in her hands. "-I shall choose to order takeout, provided you go put away your workout stuff and get changed. And babe, try not to scare the delivery person when they get here, okay?"
Yelena held her hand over her heart, pretending to be offended. "I have no idea what you are talking about. But fine- pick some dinner and I shall be back in a minute or two." I watched her vanish into the bedroom to deal with her workout gear.
It took two seconds before my attention was arrested by a bang from where she was, and I ran in.
"Yelena? What the hell-?" I stared at my girlfriend, the superspy, vicious and ruthless assassin, as she stared up at me guiltily, clearly hoping to god that I didn't notice the brand new bullet hole in the wall. I shook my head.
"I don't want to know."
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i really hope you liked this, its just a short lil fic about domestic life bc i always equate fluff with domesticity apparently lol
thank you so much for the request!!
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emilyprentissslut · 3 days ago
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i wanna be best friends with her . maybe fwb respectfully
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lesbian-deadpool · 3 days ago
Y/N: You hate everyone.
Yelena: I know. It's the only thing that gets me out of bed in the morning.
Y/N: The hatred?
Yelena: Yes, the hatred.
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w-a-n-d-a-n-a-t · 5 days ago
Wanda: Favorite horror movie?
Natasha: It
Y/n: Saw
Yelena: Annabelle
Agatha: High School Musical. after watching it I spent all my middle school years terrified that the entire school would start singing something and I’d be the only one who didn’t know the lyrics
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witch-city · 7 days ago
heyo !! how about a yelena fic where she’s like badass to everyone except y/n where she’s like super soft? i love your fics btw !!
yelena belova x reader
word count: 658 words
a/n: y'all really love yelena, huh? same tho. also, thank you, it really means a lot that y'all even slightly enjoy my writing <3 side note, i might post some bucky today/tomorrow cuz i'm just feeling it yk? anyways, enjoy :)
warnings: none, just hella fluff
requests are open!
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"You weren't an Avenger. You couldn't harm a fly, you got sad when a leaf didn't crunch after being stepped on, you hated watching horror movies because you would then be forced to wonder whether someone's under the bed or in your closet. Needless to say, it was quite odd that you were dating one of the most dangerous women you could think of. That wasn't saying much though, considering the fact that you knew of very few deadly women.
Nevertheless, you loved your girlfriend, Yelena, and you knew she loved you back. You, however, knew nothing of how she presented herself to everyone else. Everyone was mostly surprised that Yelena would be in a relationship in the first place, not to mention how much you obviously loved her. They would see you visit the complex whenever she was there, sometimes with a plate of some delicious homemade baked goods or maybe pizzas from the best pizzeria in town, and it would make them wonder why you loved her so much when she seemed to not feel the same way. Little did they know the true nature of your relationship.
Yelena's sides only began to show as you visited her more often, all cuddly and lovey just for her. You would notice how some of the other Avengers gawked at you when she pulled you into a big bearhug or how confused they looked whenever they caught her peppering kisses all over your face. You only really learned how the Avengers viewed her when you were caught in a battle with some villain they were currently facing.
You didn't mean to get caught in the midst of such danger. It just happened so quickly that you couldn't get away in time. Yelena saw you from across the battlefield in the city block and had to keep herself from panicking. Seeing you there, in such a dangerous position, gave her such an adrenaline rush that made her forget about everything except for putting the villain down to get you out of there.
Somehow, the fight was over quicker than it had started, mainly because Yelena just moved and moved until it was over. You watched in amazement at how your girlfriend flipped and twirled around, missing every bullet and laser pointed her way. You honestly weren't sure what she did, but you knew it was over when the villain fell to the ground, their only weapon broken beyond the point of repair.
Once the villain was locked away in the back of a SHIELD truck and it drove off, you and Yelena ran to each other, so glad that the other was alive. "Are you alright?" She asked frantically, hoping beyond hope that you weren't hurt.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm okay. Are you?"
"As long as you're okay, I am too."
You stared into her deep brown eyes for a moment before pressing your lips against hers. This wasn't any regular kiss. It wasn't steamy, but it wasn't simple either. There was so much emotion in this kiss that fueled it and made it so meaningful. It made you happier than words could express to see that she was alright, hence the kiss.
As your lips parted, you leaned your forehead against hers, closing your eyes to savor the moment. You heard her whisper something, likely in Russian, but your ears were ringing too loud for you to hear. Plus, Russian was very much not your strong suit. She pulled away and took your hand in her own, leading you back to the quinjet so you could be away from all the rubble and destruction.
Once you were nearly on the ship, you looked back, hearing someone talking. You saw Steve and Natasha standing side-by-side, watching the strong, cold Yelena they knew soften for you.
"But Yelena worships them?" Steve asked Natasha, honestly confused as to how Yelena's demeanor could change so quickly for you.
"In ways beyond our imagination."
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y/n: Are you an ‘arr’ pirate, or a ‘yo ho ho’ pirate?
Yelena: I’m a ‘I’m not paying $600 for photoshop’ pirate.
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w-a-n-d-a-n-a-t · 7 days ago
Natasha: I think Yelena was right.
Wanda: I'm surprised she haven't marched in here to say 'I told you so.'
Y/n: She wouldn't do that.
Yelena: You're right, Y/n. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that.
Yelena: *turns around, the shirt she’s wearing says 'Yelena Told You So' on the back*
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w-a-n-d-a-n-a-t · 7 days ago
Natasha: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?
Wanda: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Y/n?
Y/n: Probably “road work ahead”.
Yelena: I speak many languages, and this is none of them.
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lesbian-deadpool · 7 days ago
Natasha: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life.
Yelena: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?
Natasha: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.
Y/N, smirking: Edible.
Yelena: ... I swear to god...
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ahumannamedben · 7 days ago
𝙔𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙖: 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙧𝙮..
𝙔/𝙉: 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣𝙩 𝙞?
𝙔𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙖: 𝙜𝙤 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙖 𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨..
𝔸𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕐𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕒:
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wanda-nats-slut · 7 days ago
who i write for
this list is not in order, i love all of them dearly. also, please read through my guidelines here.
ᱬ- 𝗌𝗒𝗆𝖻𝗈𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌/𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ᱬ𝖬𝖺𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗅 𝖢𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖴𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾: fics + headcanons
Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Yelena Belova, Carol Danvers, Agatha Harkness, Maria Hill.
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wanda-nats-slut · 8 days ago
Marvel Headcanons
❗️i do not give my permission for my works to be reposted or translated on any platform- likes/ reblogs are okay and very much appreciated❗️
✰ - smut | ఌ - angst | ❁ - fluff | ♛ - dark/dubcon |➶︎ - daughter!r
══‧₊˚✧ 🧸 ✧˚₊‧══ 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗅 ══‧₊˚✧ 🧸 ✧˚₊‧══
natasha romanoff x reader:
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─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
wanda maximoff x reader:
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ dating wanda maximoff ❁
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
yelena belova x reader:
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ closed off to others ❁
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
maria hill x reader:
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
carol danvers x reader:
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
agatha harkness x reader:
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥
══‧₊˚✧ 🧸 ✧˚₊‧══ 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 ══‧₊˚✧ 🧸 ✧˚₊‧══
natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff x reader:
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─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
natasha romanoff x yelena belova x reader:
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
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