#⦅ YELENA BELOVA ⦆ ⸻ interactions
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My fictional cg list grows ever longer as I consume new media, with each new thing consumed comes at least one character that I would like to hold me tight and care for me.
#ESPECIALLY RECENTLY. ethan winters. caitlyn kiramman. jennifer check. yelena belova. simon 'ghost' riley. GAHHHH THERES SO MANY!!#ʚ 🌲 ) beau barks#fictional caregiver#fictional cg#fandom agere#agere headcanons#agere blog#agere community#sfw agere#sfw agere community#age regression#age regressor#safe agere#sfw interaction only#agere caregiver#age regressive
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Comics kate and yelena
Black widow (2020) #10
Kate's entrance and yelenas comment
Them not interacting but they're being close enough that I can take a screenshot of them in the same panel
Yelena looking at kate as she jumps down. And kinda indirectly interact with each other through nat
White widow (2023) #1
When yelena lists her likes and dislikes, she says that she likes kate and that she's funny. Which implies that either they've talked/became friends off panel or that yelena is stalking kate
There's also this panel. Which most ppl say it's kate and Lucky sleeping, but it could also be yelena and her dog that she got, bint.
If it is kate and lucky, it would definitely lean more towards yelena straight up stalking kate.
They'll have a proper interaction one day, it probably won't be till like 5 years from now, but one day
This kate with this yelena
#bishova#comics#mcu#marvel#yelena belova#white widow#kate bishop#hawkeye#katelena#i hope they interact in blood hunters 3#idk if kate is gonna be in 3
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@stainedkept gets a starter from this plot
“you did wha-” kate did not expect a call from tomas considering they weren't scheduled for another fight until next week. it was an ongoing thing between her and the tracksuit mafia. now hearing they kidnapped yelena? the archer stood still, “you mean to tell me… that you kidnapped a very skilled black widow assassin and there's not even a scratch on you? do you hear how strange that sounds? you should be dead?! put yelena on the phone!”
“she's tied up bro-”
“then put me on speaker, tomas!”
#ALREADY WHEEZING#𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽'𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 ➵ ( interactions )#𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 ➵ ( main )#stainedkept . . . yelena belova
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the first thing she notices after pushing open the door to her apartment is a breeze. and with it, a fresh layer of annoyance is tacked onto the already simmering anger. yelena is going to drive the electricity bill through the roof - why can’t she just use the door? she has a key for christ’s sake. a key!
the thought of the key makes kate grind her teeth, leaves an ache in her chest, makes her confuse anger and hurt. yelena has a fucking key.
kate steps into the apartment, drops her bag and does a scan for the familiar blonde. she still hasn’t decided how she’s going to approach this conversation, still doesn’t know how to make sense of her own emotions and much less yelena’s, doesn’t know the right words to make sense for either of them. maybe she shouldn’t have it.
claws skittering on the hardwood interrupt her thoughts. lucky is beelining from the end of the hall towards kate, and on his heels comes yelena’s voice, strained, “kate bishop, where is the -“
but kate is stepping into the bathroom doorway, holding up a new bag of gauze. she almost forgets to be angry.
because yelena is in the middle of mediocre surgery: she’s standing barefoot on the bath mat, leaning against the sink counter with her shirt off, and pulling a surgical wire through her skin just above her hip. there are bloody handprints on the porcelain, bandage wrappers littering the floor, and she’s got a split eyebrow that would fare better with some of those stitches instead of butterfly bandages. kate’s frown deepens when she spies the bottles: an open whiskey on the closed toilet lid and the other a beer on the sink ledge with condensation forming a sheen of water speckled with blood. the beer is an ice pack and the other is nursed as tylenol. ridiculous woman.
“ah, yes,” yelena motions between the stitching and bag, “can you?”
“hello to you too,” kate mutters, opening the gauze pack.
kate hasn’t seen yelena in nearly a week. well, yelena hasn’t seen her in nearly a week. she’s shown up to the apartment in worse states, but this one is confusing. yelena had been perfectly fine last night. in a dress. no scratches. perfectly fine with jewelry and her hair up and her eyes had been glittering at someone that wasn’t kate. she had been fine last night.
the humiliation and anger rise with bile in the back of kate’s mouth. why is she so incredibly angry? it isn’t like they’re formally dating. she swallows hard and washes her hands quickly in the sink before taking over, shooing away yelena’s hands from the wounds after yelena finishes the last stitch.
kate starts dressing it. she has gotten remarkably better at playing doctor since noticing yelena does a shit job patching herself up - not because she can’t, but because she doesn’t care enough.
but kate is still mad at her.
yelena lounges her weight against the sink, completely gives up control to kate’s hands. trusts her without meaning to, or understanding why, or even being aware of it. she mistakes the reason for the quiet and the way kate still hasn’t made eye contact, “i will clean up.”
kate blurts: “you know, i saw you.” she swipes the antiseptic a little too harshly and yelena flinches, “last night,” she moves to inspect the rest of yelena’s wounds, planning on returning to the cut on her hip after it’s settled a bit longer, “with him.”
“what?” yelena frowns, and kate is roughly tilting her head to fix the poorly applied bandages along her jaw. yelena’s eyes dart, try to find kate’s, but there’s no luck.
instead, kate grinds out: “at the restaurant. i saw you kiss him.”
but yelena is only half listening. she’s too hung up on the way that everything feels wrong in this room, she’s too caught up in the intensity at which kate is refusing to look her in the eyes. she’s unable to understand why it bothers her so much that kate won’t look. why isn’t she looking? kate is always looking at her.
she’s always looking at her in a way that makes yelena’s heart rate pick up, in a way that makes her palms sweaty, in a way that makes it an easy choice to seek out kate’s bed after a mission. she’s done this a million times now, hasn’t she? where she’s come home - home? - in the dead of night, or lazy afternoons, or right before the birds start to sing (kate hates when it’s in the morning), and kate sits her on the sink or the toilet or the edge of the bath and tends her wounds. and she looks at yelena like she’s trying to make a wish.
and it feels like, fuck it feels like… it feels like more than just patching wounds. kate has gotten remarkably better. and that’s how it always goes. except right now. instead, kate’s fingers are tight under her jaw and she isn’t being careful or soft or even looking at her. god, why does it bother her so much?
“kate, look at me.” yelena is pulling her face away from the archer’s grip, leaning off the counter and standing on her own, and kate instinctually takes a step back. she obeys, looks yelena in the eye, looks at her in way that makes yelena’s mouth go dry. and she barely makes out: “why are you angry with me?”
and it’s the wrong thing to say.
and yelena wishes she never asked kate to look at her.
because the fury boring down on her makes yelena’s insides balk. because she never wants to be looked at like that - like she’s committed the most painful atrocity against the one person her mind always drifts towards. she doesn’t have too much time to reflect on why it hurts so much for kate to look at her like that.
because kate is spluttering, throwing her hands up, “of course i am angry! what did you think was going to happen? i saw you kiss him! and i thought -“
it suddenly becomes stupid, too vulnerable, too much. kate trails off, covering her face with her hands, groaning, “oh god.”
but it’s too late: “what? what did you think?”
“yelena. what in the - what? don’t you - aren’t we…?” she trails off, gesturing between the two of them. gesturing to the past months of yelena using kate’s apartment like her own home, of yelena waking up with nightmares until kate invites her into her bed, of yelena keeping the fridge stocked, of kate patching up yelena in the bathroom and being close enough that they share the same breath, of kate braiding yelena’s hair, of them spending until the break of dawn talking and talking and talking…
and yelena could resolve this. she could easily say: it was a job, and the fresh smattering of hurt was the end result, and that kate should see the other guy. or what was left of him.
but instead, yelena is growing cold and turns her back on kate so she can face the mirror and identify the next section of bodily pain to address. now it’s her turn not to look at kate. she feels something clench in her chest, wants to soothe the fear welling inside, a fear she does not want to address, “i do not know what you are insinuating, kate bishop. spit it out.”
it’s cruel and they both know it. they both know yelena is on the brink of running, and maybe that’s why kate is standing in the door frame with her eyes locked on yelena’s reflection in the mirror: “you treat me like you’re in love with me, but you’re out there kissing him.”
love?
yelena white knuckles the counter top, that frenzied panic tearing up through her heart and lungs and clawing its way up her throat. no. she just… no, kate’s just confused. yelena doesn’t… she can’t do that. right? only the version before the red room had capacity for that. she’s not formed any connection with anyone after the red room in the same way she felt so deeply as a child. a weapon cannot…
love?
she grew up in a way that controlled for that, that didn’t make space for that, that never intended for her to have access to human emotions. instead, everything became a transaction. what was love but another word for manipulate? and yet… what else was it when she felt compelled to be close to kate, and to protect her, and to memorize her overly complicated pizza order just in case she had a bad day? oh fuck. why did it hurt so much when kate wouldn’t look at her? why did she want her hands to be the ones to fix her?
love.
she’s focusing on the wrong thing again. because yelena’s idea of love was defined by whatever disney movies she had watched in ohio. it had never crossed her mind of what love actually looked like in the real world. she had no idea where to even go with this conversation that would be remotely helpful. so yelena leans into the only thing she does know and that she is remarkably good at: pushing people away.
so yelena says into the mirror, “n-no. why would you? that’s not anything i wanted you to think.”
a small part of kate wants desperately for yelena to mean she didn’t want kate to think she had been willingly kissing someone else. a small part of her wants to think that yelena is absolutely in love with her but too pigheaded to admit it. but, that part is small and the rest of kate knows that her face is red hot and her hands are clenched, and she wants to break that stupid fucking mirror, “then what do you want? why are you always here? in my bed, in my personal space, in my fucking clothes. why do you always come back here? just stay gone then, just go. we don’t have to play nice just because we’re hawkeye and black widow.”
for a moment, everything inside of yelena stops.
because for some reason, she had never factored into the equation the possibility of kate being the one wanting to leave. and it feels like an explosion. she whips around so she can face kate, sweat beading around her collarbone and hip aching, she’s steadying herself with a hand gripping the counter and bowl of the sink, and the change in position brings her back to the present. the sheer amount of emotion raging through her body is too overwhelming and she shouts, “i do not know what i want!”
how could she know? natasha was the only person that ever asked her and the only thing she got out of that revelation was fanny. and the way it connects back to natasha makes yelena angrier and she smashes the beer bottle on the floor, “i don’t know what i want! but i know it isn’t that,” it comes out broken at the end, with a hiccup, with a heartbreak, and the exertion from the day and the sudden burst of emotions has her sliding down the the sink, butting the back of head into the cabinet doors when she settles at the bottom in the stick of beer and glass, “it sure as fuck is not that.”
and kate is silent in the doorway, waving lucky off from where he’s standing worried at the mouth of the hallway. she turns her attention back to yelena, looking at this girl turned killer-weapon turned human and she knows there is no way the universes could ever make her walk away from yelena. she knows she would tear herself apart to bring yelena back every single time. she thinks she’s known it since the beginning.
kate hadn’t known what was different about yelena when they met the first night on the roof. she hadn't released the arrow because yelena was not actively striking her - not because she had an overwhelming sense to obey. certainly not because the sight of yelena’s face knocked the air out of her lungs.
it was still different when they fought after that. because kate knew she was good, she had plenty medals to prove it, but she wasn’t win-against-a-black-widow-good. yelena held back her punches. but it was just because eleanor was paying yelena. it was just because her mom said not to hurt her. right?
it was different when kate asked to get drinks and yelena said yes. yelena said yes and it made her heart flip, erupted butterflies and her head felt fuzzy. her head always felt fuzzy when yelena was around. but it was better not to think about it.
and then yelena kept coming around. of course with gaps and no contact and so much reactivity. but yelena kept coming around. and she had flowers waiting for kate the first time kate went to visit her mother in prison, and she took lucky on walks until kate stopped being so fucking scared that kingpin would be just around the corner, and she had her own drawer in the dresser and a toothbrush and brought fanny around (who was a much better guard dog than lucky), and yelena was just so fucking sweet.
so excuse kate for thinking yelena belova had feelings for her. excuse her for thinking yelena was fully aware of what messages were being sent, excuse her for thinking.
except kate was still thinking.
yelena can feel kate looking at her. looking at her in a way that seems like judgment will be weighed. yelena knows she’ll never get into heaven. but, kate exhales and is picking her way through the glass, unfazed, jaw set. like a righteous angel. she crouches down to yelena’s eye level, her hands gripping the sides of her bruised up face, and using the pressure to force yelena to look at her.
this time yelena says: “i killed that man.”
there is still a brilliant anger in kate’s eyes, and it cloaks the desire, so yelena is caught off guard when kate presses her mouth into hers. when kate destroys her with the softest kiss. maybe she would never get into heaven, but this was surely a heavenly way to die.
yelena never had any intent to fall in love. with anyone. ever. she certainly had no intent to fall in love with kate bishop. and yet it seems like her heart never got the memo. it’s hammering now in her chest like a freight train. and then kate pulls back for a moment.
“is this what you want?”
oh. a sharp inhale: “yes.”
and then kate kisses her harder.
#sometimes yelena needs a good shaking#aaaaahHHHHH#any human interaction is just a transaction but yelena got careless in keeping the receipts on kate#it just so easily became second nature to be tender#bishova#kate x yelena#kate bishop#yelena belova#bishlova
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Cg Yelena Belova Moodboard
#age regression#age regressor#agere community#sfw agere#marvel agere#agere art#marvel moodboard#yelena belova#yelena black widow#white widow#age re blog#agere aesthetic#sfw interaction only#sfw littlespace#sfw little#sfw age regression#agere moodboard
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well actually it started as a reawakened blackhill obsession which wound up into a natasha and yelena obsession and then i saw fic with yelena natasha AND daisy??? I am in a obsession blackhole. Help me. But actually this is just me complimenting your fic again. I hadn't really considered the dynamic of season 4 daisy and just freed Yelena and it is DELICIOUS. The levels of trust and comfort Yelena would have to have towards Daisy to go to her instantly out of everyone alone makes me really curious about their previous relationship. Then Yelena and Daisy's exploration of the cities they go to and just being regular girls, even for a moment was just so heartwarming. I especially enjoyed the scene where Daisy kept the gelato cool for Yelena, it speaks a lot about their relationship that she'd use her powers (Which in season 4 she'd probs consider a burden/curse) just to do something so simply sweet is just. OUCH. Thanks for the very good fic :) Can't wait to see where you go with it.
god i love blackhill i love nat & yelena i love all three of them, you're so real for this spiral
daisy & yelena background is definitely something i've been thinking about. i wasn't able to really include it bc the fic was all in daisy's POV but i think that their interactions when they were younger is what "saved" yelena, where she was close to pulling a nat and leaving because of daisy (except then obv got brainwashed...).
daisy helped her see the beauty in humanity again bc she has so much compassion and yelena, who would've been pretty damn burned out by the red room at that point, would be able to feel some companionship in a way that we dont see btwn the widows bc of the competition btwn them and really latch onto daisy and to some extent, trust her with being a human in a way that she couldn't with other widows. so of course when she gets free she wants to go back to someone who made her feel real and alive, someone who she trusts.
them exploring the cities was something that i tried to put in thinking of yelena in hawkeye- she explicitely asks kate abt seeing the sights in new york, so i wanted to adapt that to this fic! she wants to have new experiences! she wants to live and explore! and of course it added a nice lighter component to an otherwise emotionally heavy fic where daisy also gets to just live for a little while, which she absolutely does not do ever. get this girl a work-life balance.
daisy using her powers is always such an interesting thing to think about. she hates it at first. she believes they're a gift. she sees the destructive nature of them. she fully believes that she breaks the world apart. she believes that they're all of what she is. she doesnt care if it hurts her. all in the seven seasons and often at once.
but also overwhelmingly we only see her use them in battle situations. and she can do so much beyond that! def i think s4 shes only using them when necessary for her self-assigned murder mission so branching out is a whole different thought for her. id like to expand on this a bit in the next fic bc her powers are Always on my mind but... we'll see. cant have everything 😭 even though im the one writing it.
but me getting into daisy's head for this whole fic was: how can i help lena, how can i make her feel better, how can i help her succeed. wait a fucking second why am i going through emotional growth? none of that. let me focus on yelena. noo the emotional growth is getting meeeee.
#tysm for the ask!#i love talking about my fics!#i hope i didn't ramble too much haha#god i need to write the sequel bc i need to read the sequel but i need to think about the sequel for like a couple weeks first in my head#so i can get all my character interactions down before i start writing#asks#daisy johnson#yelena belova#mine#mcu#series: daisy and yelena take on the world
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somebody free her.
#most normal hawkeye / black widow interaction#they are the besties ever#not ship art#yelena belova is aroace#yelena belova#kate bishop#black widow#white widow#hawkeye#hawkeye comics#marvel comics#marvel fanart#mcu fanart#the avengers#fanart#concept art#digital art#comic book art#funny#macaronisour art
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Comic!Yelena is aroace and MCU!Yelena is ace, no I do not take criticism
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❛ what the hell just happened there ? ❜ (Astra & Any) @tcrturedpcet
"yeah, i’m asking myself the same thing. one second everything’s fine, and then - boom! man is on the floor. i'm just as clueless as you." a lie, considering it had been yelena who had put the man on the floor just moments ago. but at least now he knows to leave her alone. "must have slipped or something and now is so embarrassed he's had to run away."
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Bishova Poll Marathon! (Masterpost)
well it was easier on twitter but i think i've figured out a fun way to do this on here! basically, I'm gonna post 10 bishova polls on here and I'll keep 'em live for a week! at the end, I'll RB this with the results so we can collectively, as a loving fandom, share kind discourse over silly HC's. (if you've followed me on twitter for a while and i end up recycling some poll questions, i'm SORRY i just want to see what the tumblr ppl say!)
if there is an easy way to link posts before i post them i am all fuckin ears buckaroos
if you want, reblogging the polls would be super helpful ooor you could just share this masterpost of the polls. or just vote in the polls you wanna answer and rb just those ones. or do all of the above. free will is at ur fingertips my lovelies
Rules: -the discourse is, ofc, all in good fun and not meant to be taken seriously -that's literally it, i just felt like i had to make that known. have fun with it! write silly fics about it! tell ur friends they're wrong and prove to them why!!! (or tell me that im wrong and my poll choices are shit)
Poll 1: Who is the bad pickup line QUEEN?
Poll 2: Who is most likely to come home w a stray animal instead of groceries?
Poll 3: Who thinks they have the better taste in music vs who ACTUALLY has the better taste in music
Poll 4: Who picks the romcom for movie night?
Poll 5: Who cried during the romcom on movie night?
Poll 6: Who keeps the holiday decorations up 'til april?
Poll 7: Who keeps the halloween decorations up 'til december?
Poll 8: Who is queen of karaoke night?
Poll 9: Drinking contest! Who's winning?
Poll 10: Who is trying their hardest to impress the in-laws?
#i was once bishova poll queen on twitter and now it is time to move that crown to tumblr#bishova#kate bishop#yelena belova#kate x yelena#yelena x kate#bishova poll marathon 1#plus i think more writers are on tumblr anyway so im hoping we get more cute fics or maybe more cute interactions in fics ?#idk i orignally started them as a way to inspire ppl so i hope it works for someone out there#if u write something based off one of these lmk i wanna read it uwu
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@stainedkept
"be honest..." she paused for a moment, "what do you think of the name, lady hawk?"
#𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳'𝚂 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚁 . . . interaction#𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙻𝙴𝙼 𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 . . . main verse#i can't with her#stainedkept . . . yelena belova
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starter for @stainedkept (yelena belova)
kate has been bed resting per yelena's request.. well, more like a demand . the archer got extremely hurt and was suffering with self doubt that yelena physically forced her to go to the doctor and rest. now she was finally up and making her way over to the blonde widow, "yel, can we order some pizza? i'm starving." a hint of the normal kate seeping through.
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@stainedkept cause why tf not
“did you… did you just break into my place and rearrange my furniture?”
#𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽'𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 ➵ ( interactions )#𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 ➵ ( main )#she says why#stainedkept . . . yelena belova
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instagram
crying screaming throwing up
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america chavez & yelena belova @drvcxrys
"here, drink this." meri offered as she pushed her cup toward the other. "it tastes good."
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I knew white widow was going to be heavily influenced by the MCU, but my god did it really need to be so much? So many things there don't make sense in the context of the 616 that it becomes a bit annoying to read
#comics#yelena belova#white widow#marvel#wednesday spoilers#Like kate on the list of things yelena likes#Why is kate there when they never interacted before?#They shared a panel or two at best#And why does yelena sounds like someone who just got into adult life?#at least I liked her dog
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