#Yelena Belova x reader

[yelenasdiary]

I wanna pick it up again in the new year, so just wanna see if it's worth it? 😅

Forbidden Masterlist

Welcome to the Forbidden AU! Below you will find everything you need to know about this series + more!

Summary: Just outside of the small town of Blisswater, lives two young sisters, Kate & Y/n Bishop. It's hard not to know who the Bishops are, Kate is the eldest by a year. She is a beautiful young woman, smart, protective and is known to have a talent in using a bow. Y/n, she is shy but quiet as some would say but nevertheless, she holds her own talents and can often be seen tending to the animals of Bishop Ranch. One evening while Kate is out hunting to make some money, Y/n is surprised with an unwanted guest, Yelena Belova. A bounty Hunter from Drybellow who has taken shelter in the young Bishop's barn after being wounded from a gun fight.

Struggling to keep money following, Y/n has no choice but to take the bounty hunter's offer of $5 a day if she is able to help the woman recover. During Yelena's stay, the two grow closer, a little too close if the wrong pair of eyes were to see them.

Warnings: Dark Themes, Angst, Homophobia, Fluff, Comfort & Smut. Please note that every chapter will have its own warnings, these are just overall warnings.

Meet The Characters -

Here you can find a little rundown on each main character along with some little facts about them. Feel free to ask any questions or if you'd like to know a little more!

Y/n Bishop // Moodboard

Kate Bishop // Moodboard

Yelena Belova // Moodboard

Wanda Maximoff // Moodboard

Natasha Romanoff // Moodboard

Map -

Here is a map I made for you to have a better understanding of the world this AU takes place in! This was really fun to make.

If you want to see where Wanda & Nat live, click HERE.

Chapters -

As this isn't a mini series it'll have over 10 chapters! Not 100% on how many as yet.

Chapter I - Welcome to Blisswater

Chapter II - Day One

Chapter III - Stranger

Part IV - TBA

Part V - TBA

More to come.

Character Index

Drabbles -

I am open to writing drabbles for this AU! Don't hesitate to send any ideas you'd like to see!

Discussion -

As always, my asks are open for any discussion on this AU! All discussion posts can be found under the #ForbiddenAU

Taglist -

If you'd like to be on a taglist for this series, please comment here! Do not comment on a chapter, drabble, discussion post or a 'meet the character' post as I don't check them for "please tag me". I always check the masterlist comments!

With that, I hope you enjoy this series and I cannot wait to start posting it all for you!! Is there anything YOU would like to see happen in this AU? let me know!

[ashadash0904]

Idk what kink this is but I need to be following Natasha around on my knees at home. Like domestic dominance? 

In the shower? On my knees watching her

Working at her desk? On my knees watching

Reading a book? On my knees next to the couch

Basically in any position close enough where she can pet me head and tell me in a good girl!

[winnysplayground]

“i can fix her, i can fix him, i can fix them”

i think we need to work on you first.

[bethsvrse]

make sure to check on your bisexual friends today

they are probably dying

[nataliasquote]

I don’t think I can get another fic out before Christmas, so here’s a reminder of my Yelena Christmas fic from last year :) fluff and a teeny bit of angst bc that’s what I do best

For her | y belova

Summary: Yelena tries to find the balance between spending christmas with her girl and tracking down Clint Barton…

Warnings: none

Pairings: yelena belova x reader

wc: 1.7k

note: I know it’s not christmas but I love this fic and couldn’t really wait an entire year :)

-⧗-

A classic Christmas movie played quietly on the tv in the living room, as the two women sat on the couch, snacking on pretzels and chips. The sun had set, so the room was lit up in a multitude of colour coming from the festive lights strung up outside.

Y/n had her feet tucked underneath her as she curled up on the couch, leaning into the arm rest. Yelena was stretched out across the seat, her toes occasionally jabbing into Y/n's thigh if she wanted to annoy her. It was a chilled out kind of evening, one they both needed.

They both reached for the m&m's, their hands bumping, making them both blush. "This is nice" Y/n hummed, before throwing a handful of candy into her mouth. Yelena nodded in agreement.

"We should make Christmas cookies tomorrow. Or gingerbread?" Y/n asked, hoping to get a reaction from her girlfriend. But Yelena just shrugged, her eyes not moving from the tv screen.

Y/n furrowed her brow in concern. "Lena?" She asked, turning her body to face the blonde.

"Hm?" Yelena hummed in response.

"You ok baby?" Yelena still didn't turn around, but Y/n knew not to push. She looked deep in thought. "What's going on inside that gorgeous head of yours?"

"It's the first Christmas" Yelena whispered.

"Babe, we've been dating for 3 years. This is our 3rd Christmas together." Y/n laughed, trying to cover up the confusion she had over her girlfriends comment.

"It's the first Christmas without her" Yelena's voice wobbled dangerously and Y/n watched her jaw tense as she tried to keep the tears at bay.

A silence hung over the room, only broken by the quiet mumbling of voices coming from the tv. Y/n could see Yelena's throat bobbing up and down as she swallowed thickly, and she tried to figure out what to say next.

But she didn't say anything. Instead, Y/n climbed off the couch and knelt in front of her girlfriend, gently placing a hand on her knee.

"Hey, Lena, look at me."

Yelena turned her head to look at her, her eyes refusing to let the tears spill over.

"I know you miss her. It's ok to. But she's not fully gone." Yelena tilted her head in confusion. "She's in here. Always." Y/n placed her hand over Lena's heart, and the blonde placed her hand on top, giving it a light squeeze. "Why don't we go visit her on Christmas, yeah? You can put that gift, yeah I know you've got one in your closet, you can put it next to her. I'm sure she'll love it."

Yelena smiled a bit at Y/n's words, before pulling the smaller girl off the floor and into her lap for a hug. The pair sat in each other's arms, wrapped in the tightest hug.

"Why don't we finish this movie and then go snuggle in bed. And then we can paint each other's nails all festive!" Y/n suggested, and Yelena nodded.

Y/n stood up off her girlfriend's lap and made her way over to the fridge, pulling out 2 glass coke bottles. She placed them on the coffee table and Yelena instantly brought hers up to her mouth, shuddering at the cold bubbles. The pair clinked their bottles together, Yelena smiling at the sight.

"You 'cheers' your bottle how Nat used to. She always held the top and clinked the bottom. Though one time she was so rough she broke the top off my vodka. I made her buy me a new one though." Yelena's eyes lit up as she told the story and Y/n smiled, proud to see her girlfriend talking about happy memories of her sister.

Loud christmas music started up on the tv, making both girls jump. They pulled their focus back to the movie for a while, before Yelena spoke up again.

"Y/n/n?” Yelena whined.

"Yessssss??" Y/n mimicked the tone her girlfriend used.

"Stop it!" She giggled. "Can you braid my hair?"

"What's the magic word?" Y/n smirked.

"Cyka" Yelena joked, seeing Y/n raise an eyebrow.

"I think you'll find it's 'please'"

"Fine! Please... cyka"

"Oh you are this close" Y/n made a tiny gap with her fingers "to sleeping on the couch tonight." She huffed.

"Ok ok. Please baby. Please can you braid my hair?"

Y/n just rolled her eyes. "You know how to braid! Do it yourself."

Yelena crawled closer to her girlfriend. "Yeah but you do it better. Plus, I want you to do it how you did Nat's."

Y/n softly smiled at how vulnerable her love was being. Yelena was very rarely like this. "Ok. Come on. You can sit here." She patted the floor between her legs, on which Yelena instantly plopped herself down on.

Y/n grabbed the hair tie from the table and began sectioning Yelena's hair into 3 parts, intricately weaving them to create a dutch braid. Yelena kept stuffing her mouth with m&ms whilst Y/n moaned at her to keep still so the braid would be straight.

Y/n braided all the way down her head until she got to the top of Yelena's neck. "I'll braid a little bit more and then tie it off, because your hair is still wavy from today's braids and I think it looks cute."

As Y/n tied off the braid, Yelena reached her hand up to feel her new hairstyle, only to have her hand slapped away.

"Don't touch it! I'm not done yet." Y/n ordered, meaning Yelena just stuck her hand back into the bowl of candy, chewing loudly. Y/n rolled her eyes and started pulling the braid out to give it some volume. She also pulled at the hair on top of Yelena's head, to add volume to the front.

"Now you can touch it." She said, sinking back into the couch cushion.

Yelena jumped up and walked over to the mirror, turning her head to check out her hair. "I love it!" She turned back to Y/n, who was watching her with adoration in her eyes. "And I love you!" She ran over and tackled Y/n into a hug, planting kisses all over her face and neck. The pair connected their lips and Y/n rolled over to straddle Yelena, swiping her tongue across the girl's lower lip. Yelena moaned and opened her mouth, but they were interrupted by Yelena's phone buzzing.

She groaned, pushing Y/n off her lap and walking over to the table where it was on charge. Y/n watched her girlfriend's expression change from happiness to stone cold.

"Who is it?" Y/n asked.

Yelena continued to stare at her phone, before muttering "I need to go."

She stormed over to the cupboard and pulled out a black bag, emptying its contents onto the floor. Y/n's eyes never once left Yelena, confused as to what was happening.

The blonde assassin stripped out of her plaid pyjama pants and oversized sweatshirt, before slipping into her black suit, zipping it up all the way. Y/n eyes went widened in realisation.

"Lena.." Her voice was dangerously low.

"Don't, Y/n" Yelena warned as she strapped her widow bite cuffs onto her wrists.

"You found him, didn't you." She asked, afraid of the answer. She knew Nat would be heartbroken if she knew what her sister was doing, but Yelena wouldn't listen. She always stormed out whenever Y/n brought it up.

"Don't wait up for me." Yelena strapped her gun to her thigh and checked her grappling hook was secure in her belt, her back now completely towards Y/n. She knew if she looked towards her girlfriend, all she'd see is disappointment, so she chose not to.

"Lena please. It's Christmas..." No response. "You know Nat wouldn-"

"Don't say her name!" Yelena growled.

Y/n didn't say anything, only swallowing as she saw how tense Yelena was. She carefully got up off the couch and walked over to Yelena, who had picked up her head cover and goggles. She wrapped her arms around the assassin's waist, leaning her chin on her shoulder.

"Stay safe. Please. I cant lose you too." She whispered, her voice dangerously close to breaking. Yelena turned around and pressed a kiss on Y/n forehead, wrapped her muscular arms around her shoulders.

"I'll be ok. I'll be back before you know it. Go to sleep baby and I'll be there when you wake up." Y/n sighed, inhaling her girlfriend's scent one more time before they both broke away from the hug.

Y/n helped her put her head cover on, adjusting the goggles so they sat right on her face. She kissed Yelena once more on the cheek, before letting her walk out the door of the apartment.

After Yelena left, Y/n walked to the window on the opposite side of the room and watched the pavement as she saw Yelena walk out of the main door and onto the street. She followed her girl's figure until she turned a corner and disappeared from view.

Y/n took a shaky breath in as worry started to take over. Her hands shook slightly as she clasped them together, taking one last look out of the window before walking back into the living room.

She sunk onto the couch and placed her head in her hands, tears flowing down her cheeks. One hand made it's way to the necklace that hung around her neck, her fingers clutching onto the silver arrow charm.

"I'm sorry Nat" She whispered, before her voice broke into sobs.

The once festive apartment now had a darkness hanging over it, one that should not be associated with Christmas.

[waltermis]

Thinking

*In the middle of a HYDRA base caught in a shootout*

Y/N: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Yelena: Yes! And I agree, we should do it!

Y/N: Ewwww! You want to have sex with Natasha?? She's your sister!

Yelena: No! I thought you mean the missi- WAIT! YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT SEX WITH NAT?!?!

[romanoffshouse]

Yelena: Would you slap your best friend for a thousand bucks?

Natasha: I would slap Y/N for free.

Y/N, tearing up: I’m your best friend??

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

One Shots

First Encounters (Daddy!Natasha x Fem!Reader) 18+

My Masterpiece (Photography Professor!Fem!Reader x Subby!Student!Wanda) 18+

Submission (Photography Professor!Fem!Reader x Subby!Student!Wanda)

Oh Captain My Captain (Carol Danvers x GN!Shapeshifter!Reader) 18+ requested

My Voice of Reason (Carol Danvers x fem!Avenger!reader) requested

How You and I Became We (Natasha Romanoff x GN!Reader)

Under Her Spell (Top!Mommy!Agatha Harkness x subby!bottom!fem!Reader) 18+

Tender Temptations (Experienced!Agatha Harkness x innocent!reader) 18+requested

Stress Relief (Agatha Harkness x fem!reader) 18+ requested

Please Mommy? (Sugar Mommy!Agatha Harkness x Sugar baby!fem!reader) 18+ Requested

Mommy Can We Play? (Sugar Mommy!Agatha Harkness x Wanda Maximoff x Sugar baby!fem!reader) 18+

Mommy’s Good Girl (Dark!Agatha Harkness x fem!reader) 18+ requested

The Price of Power (Dark!Agatha Harkness x fem!reader) 18+ requested

Healing Bonds (Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader(past))

The Widow's Shadow (Natasha Romanoff x enhanced!Stark!Fem!Reader) 18+

If You Love Her (Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader(Past))

To Warm you Up (Natasha Romanoff x GN!Reader)

Revolving Around You (Beefy!Natasha x Fem!Reader)

Calling On You (Wanda x Natasha x fem!avenger!reader) 18+

Lost and Found (Carol Danvers x Avengers!GN!Reader)

You Were Red and You Liked Me Because I Was Blue (Mom's bsf!Wanda Maximoff x shy!innocent!Romanoff!fem!reader) 18+ Requested

You Just Want Attention. (Service top!Agatha Harkness x Power bottom!Fem!Reader) 18+ requested

Overworked (Agatha Harkness x Big Boss!Fem!Reader) 18+ Requested

My Missing Piece (616!Wanda x 199999!fem!reader) 18+

Your Knight (beefy!Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader) requested

Long Day (Police Officer!Wanda Maximoff x bratty!fem!reader) 18+

Becoming Yours (Dark!Natasha x Wanda Maximoff x GN!Reader) 18+

Nothing to Fear Dear (Alpha!Agatha Harkness x Omega!fem!reader) 18+

Thow A Tantrum (Mob boss!Lizzie Olsen x fem!reader)

My Honey Bunny (Mommy!Agatha Harkness x subby!fem!reader)

Strip That Down (Professor!Wanda Maximoff x student!stripper!fem!reader) 18+

Stability (subby!emo!Wanda Maximoff x G!P!super soldier!reader) 18+

Dangerous Woman (Mob Boss!Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader) 18+

Walking the Road for Her (Wanda Maximoff x Gray Witch!Reader)

[fiorencepughs]

well now i’m crying

[gfmaximoff]

Y/N: I don’t even flirt that much.

Yelena: Oh really? *stands up* Raise your hands if you think you’re dating Y/N.

Natasha: *raises hand*

Wanda: *raises hand*

Shuri: *raises hand*

Kate: *raises hand*

Yelena, side eyeing violently: Kate Bishop, what was that?

[yelenasdiary]

A Fluffmas request! The reader longs to provide Yelena with the authentic childhood Christmas she never had, filled with the warmth and joy of festive traditions. Initially, Yelena hesitates, dismissing the activities as childish frivolities. However, as she allows herself to participate in the cheerful festivities, she begins to discover the magic they've been missing. Each moment spent baking cookies fills the air with sweet aromas, while writing a heartfelt letter to Santa ignites a spark of hope within her. Constructing a snowman becomes a playful adventure, and crafting delicate paper snowflakes transforms her surroundings into a winter wonderland. The simple joy of making a green and red paper chain to countdown the days until Christmas connects her to the excitement she never knew. Slowly but surely, this enchanting experience begins to heal her inner child, bringing forth a sense of belonging she had long forgotten.

A Christmas Well Deserved

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Fem! Reader 

Summary: This year, Yelena is home for the entire holidays, and you plan to give her the best Christmas she could possibly imagine.  

Fluff, Tiny Angst

Warnings: Mentions of Red Room | 2.2K

Translations: Detka (baby),

AC: Thank you for sending this! I got to use one of my favourite head cannons in this, I wonder if any of you will be able to work out what it is! Enjoy! x

Holiday Special Masterlist

Yelena entered your shared home still buzzing with the same energy from her workout. Over the smell of her perfume, a hint of gingerbread candles wafted through the air as she dropped her gym bag at the door and kicked off her shoes. The home was a little too quiet for her liking as she walked the small hallway that led to the open kitchen and dining room. 

“Detka?” She called out softly. 

“In here love!” You called back from the living room. A throw pillow under your knees while the coffee table was littered with crafting paper, glue, plenty of pens and pencils and stickers. Yelena walked into the living room and paused, her heart-warming at the sight before her. She knew you loved Christmas, so it didn’t surprise her to see you getting a start on making Christmas decorations.

“You’re finally home!” You beamed with a soft smile, “come, sit!” You added, patting the cushion next to you. 

"What are you doing?” The blonde asked, as she got closer to the coffee table and took a seat beside you. 

“We’re going to write letters to Santa!” You said, picking up a vibrant green piece of card paper. Yelena chuckled, “seriously? Isn’t that for, like, you know, kids?”

You shot her a playful glaze, “hey! this is an important tradition! How will Santa know what to bring you for Christmas otherwise?” You replied, the enthusiasm in your voice very clear to her.

“Santa? The same guy who probably has a back log of mission reports longer than Natasha’s first mission?” She teased, a grin tugging at her lips. “He’s never going to read these” she added. You reached for a piece of red card paper and a maker before looking over at her again, “well, we’ll just have to make sure our letters are the best he’s ever seen!” You added, leaning closer to her, “plus, you can’t start Christmas without a letter to Santa” you added. 

Yelena shook her head mockingly, “I can’t believe you’re going to make me write a letter to some guy who doesn’t exist” she teased once again, although, she couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement as she kindly took the paper and marker from you. 

“That’s my girl!” You smiled, your eyes sparkling with anticipation. 

Once you both finished making your letters to Santa, you carefully placed them on the small dresser by the front door, “I’ll take them down to the post box in the morning” you smiled proudly as you turned to Yelena. She looked at you amused, “And what are all these boxes for?” She asked, her eyes shifting to the corner of the living room with three large boxes stacked. 

“That is all the decorations for the tree!” You beamed once more, “now that our letters to Santa are finished, we can put our tree up!” You added. 

Yelena raised a brow, “I’m pretty sure I could take down half of the bad guys in the world without first having to assemble a tree” she teased in a playful tone, crossing her arms over her chest. 

You laughed at her mocking, playfully rolling your eyes, “come on, it’s a tradition! Besides, as an assassin, I’m sure you have all the perfect skills to pick out the perfect tree” you said, gently nudging her shoulder, “so go have a shower and dress warmly, it could take a while” you added. 

“Wait, we’re not just going to have one of those fake trees like last year?” Yelena questioned. 

“Well, last year we were renting an apartment and this year we’re homeowners. I thought our first Christmas in our first home should be extra special” you explained smiling softly. Yelena’s smile betrayed her, “alright, but only because I think you’re cute when you’re excited!” She warned before taking herself to the bathroom. 

After what felt like eight hours, you and Yelena finally picked out the perfect evergreen tree for your brand-new home. Yelena carefully strapped the tree securely in the back of her blue pick-up truck while you sat in the passenger seat with two pumpkin latte’s in your hands to keep them from freezing. 

While Yelena double checked each strap to ensure it was tight enough, her mind drifted to what Christmas used to be like. Nothing more than a normal day with empty cardboard boxes wrapped up in festive wrapping paper and perfectly placed under a fake tree and too young to truly remember the one time she had a real Christmas with her family. She felt tears fighting their way to freedom as she blinked them away before she got in her truck. 

“Everything secure?” You asked with a soft smile as you handed a pumpkin latte to her. She nodded, “shouldn’t be falling out on the way home” she lightly chuckled before taking a sip. The drive home wasn’t very quiet as Yelena focused on the icy roads, you rambled on and on about all the different decorations you remembered you had stored away. 

Together, you and Yelena managed to get the tree inside the living room, you cleaned up any droppings that were left in the process while Yelena couldn’t help herself and opened the boxes of decorations. With a shared smile, you both turned to the evergreen tree standing proudly in the corner of the room. It’s deep green needles filled the space with the earthly scent of nature, mixing nicely with the gingerbread candle you had lit earlier on in the day. 

“Why don’t you be the first to put something on the tree” you suggested, making Yelena look over at you with her big green eyes. “Are you sure? I mean, this is probably more your thing” she replied. 

“I love Christmas, yes, but I love it more with you and I want you to enjoy it just as much as I do” you assured her, giving her a soft, warm smile. 

She nodded without saying a word as she reached into one of the boxes and pulled out some fairy lights. “Ahh, good idea! Putting the lights on first is smart” you said. 

“Do you want to help?” She asked in an innocent tone, making your heart melt as your smile only grew bigger, “sure!” You beamed. 

As the evening deepened, you took a moment to appreciate the beauty in front of you, not the tree but the light in Yelena’s eyes as she stood back to admire the festive tree covered in colorful lights, sparkly tinsel and all kinds of different ornaments. Her eyes started from the top of the tree and slowly made their way to the bottom, ever so softly she smiled in awe, her heart filling with warmth. 

“Before you turn the star on, make a wish” you said softly, breaking the silence. She turned to you once more, “Seriously?” She asked, unsure. You chuckled lightly at her question, “darling, it’s okay to be this big, strong and powerful assassin and still be a soft, loving, angel at heart” you reminded her, “this Christmas will be a place for warmth, love and memories. You don’t have to worry about looking silly, that’s the best part” you added, assuring her. 

“Okay” she said, her voice barely a whisper as she closed her eyes for a few moments, making a wish before switching on the lights to the treetops star. 

As you both stood together in front of the tree, you knew you were giving Yelena the kind of Christmas she always dreamed of and as the month of December continued, so did the festive activities.

----

 The snow fell softly, turning the world into a sparkling winter wonderland. You were all rugged up in your winter gear, your cheeks flushed with the cool, crisp air and your breath mingled with the frosty breeze as you stood on the front lawn with a soft smile. Yelena watched you from the living room window, shaking her head as you tried to encourage her to come outside. 

“Come on! It’ll be fun!” You called, your voice ringing with excitement. Kids in the neighborhood were filling the street with laughter while they built snowmen, played ice hockey and battled in snowball fights. Yelena could see the joy the kids were spreading as she sighed together and grabbed her winter coat. 

“You want to make a snowman?” She asked, “aren’t we a little old for that?” She added although you could see the corners of her mouth turning up ever so slightly.

“Maybe” you replied, “but why should kids have all the fun?” You added, grinning widely. Yelena playfully rolled her eyes and stepped off the porch, letting the weight of your enthusiasm get the better of her, “alright, let’s see how this goes” she said. 

Almost immediately you knelt down scooping handfuls of snow into a generous ball as Yelena stood back observing you as if you were an odd creature doing something crazy. “Well, don’t just stand there baby! Get rollin’!” You said, looking up at her. Yelena didn’t need to be told twice, she knelt down beside you and began to roll balls of snow. 

Once the three large snowballs were stacked, with great effort Yelena would say, you stepped back to admire your team-work. “Now for the decorations!” You smiled. 

“I’ll get the stickers!” Yelena replied with excitement, as you dashed back inside to grab an old scarf you found while unpacking many months ago. 

“If this fails, I’m never letting you live it down!” Yelena warned with a smirk on her face telling you that she was enjoying the moment more than she let on. 

“Challenge accepted!” You shot back as you draped the scarf around the snowman’s neck and carefully arranged the buttons for its eyes and smile. 

Yelena stabbed two sticks into each side for the arms before she stood back to take in the scene. A moment later, Yelena let out a soft chuckle, “alright, I admit it, he looks…..decent” she said, her voice softening. 

“I knew you’d have fun!” You replied, playfully giving her a nudge. 

----

As Christmas came closer each day, every day was filled with something fun to do. You and Yelena baked cookies and cupcakes together, decorating them in a festive theme, you checked out a few farmers markets to pick up some unique gifts for family and friends. The town held plenty of Christmas themed activities for all to join in on, you both saw a caroling show while eating warm pretzels and sipping on hot coca, you went Christmas light watching while hand in hand and of course, plenty of Christmas movies ranging from Elf to Love Actually to Die Hard and finishing with How The Grinch Stole Christmas on Christmas Eve were watched. 

Lying in bed, you lay patiently just waiting for the perfect time to slip out of bed without Yelena knowing. Her arm draped over your waist also prevented you from moving so you waited until she rolled over and her soft snores could be heard. As you carefully slipped out of bed and tiptoed around to her side, you saw her face softened, her brows were free of worry and her lips relaxed, she was finally in her deep slumber. Only ever allowing herself to have a deep sleep when she truly felt safe. 

You quietly tiptoed into the guest bedroom, pulling out a hidden basket of overflowing gifts from the wardrobe before taking them into the living room. The tree lit with all its beautiful colors as you knelt down in front of it. You began to carefully pull out the wrapped gifts you had hidden away and placed them neatly under the tree, each gift accompanied with a little tag that read “To Yelena, From Santa”. 

After placing the last present under the tree, you stepped back to admire your handiwork. It was a sight to see and you couldn’t wait for Yelena to wake up in the morning, just the thought of her seeing the gifts brought a smile to your lips. Next, you moved to the kitchen where you nibbled at the home-made cookies and sipped the milk you both left out for Santa. You laughed softly to yourself as you purposely made a mess of the late-night snack just knowing how Yelena would find the extra effort silly but charming. 

With everything in place, you took a moment to yourself, taking a seat on the sofa. Your thoughts were interrupted but the image of young Yelena, controlled by the Red Room, an innocent little soul just wishing upon a star for her life to be different. Your eyes shifted back to the bright Christmas tree as you pictured the look on Yelena’s face in the morning lighting up with childlike wonder when she would see what you had done. 

After a while, you returned to bed and almost instantly, Yelena’s arms were wrapped around you, pulling you closer into her hold. Still in a deep slumber, she didn’t wake, she didn’t make a sound as you placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand, “Merry Christmas, my love” you whispered ever so softly before closing your eyes, excited for Christmas morning to wake you.

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[screaminglygay]

KINKTOBER (day 10)

pairing: darkish!marvel ladies x fem!reader, wanda x reader, natasha x reader, kate x reader, yelena x reader, carol x reader, maria x reader - multiverse

summary: you find yourself shyly admitting your desire to be with them... and they love it

warnings: possessive behavior, teasing, edging, dirty talk, swearing

wordcount: 3.9k

an: last day of kinktober wohoo, enjoy halloween my little gays and be safe!!!

part one here!

Hours later, you’re sprawled across the bed, Wanda´s? Natasha´s? You´re not really sure, feeling a hazy warmth as the adrenaline fades and soft laughter fills the room. You’re nestled between Wanda and Natasha, each of them gently stroking your hair. Kate lies at the end of the bed, propped on her elbow, eyes glinting with a lingering mischievousness as she watches you with a fond, satisfied smile. While Carol is taking a shower and Maria is just sitting in the chair.

“Look at her,” Kate murmurs, her tone laced with both awe and amusement. “We might have worn her out.”

Wanda hums, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple. “Worn out or not, she’s still perfect,” she whispers, her fingers tracing lazy circles on your shoulder. There’s an undeniable pride in her gaze, something that feels as possessive as it is affectionate.

Natasha smirks, brushing a stray lock of hair away from your face, her expression softer than usual. “Precious is an understatement,” she says, her voice still rough but now tempered with a quiet admiration. “I think we might have a problem if anyone else finds out how amazing she is.”

You chuckle weakly, warmth blooming across your cheeks as their words sink in, and Wanda gives your hand a squeeze, her thumb brushing tenderly over your knuckles. “Don’t worry, malysh,” she murmurs. “You’re ours. We’ll make sure of that.”

Kate lets out a laugh, reaching over to give you a playful poke on the arm. “Hey, remember, Captain gets all the best cuddles,” she teases, eyes twinkling. “I wasn’t joking earlier. So make some room for her too.” She winks, making the girls roll their eyes.

Carol steps out of the bathroom, her hair still damp from the shower, wearing only a loose tank top and shorts. She glances over, a smirk tugging at her lips as she takes in the scene of you nestled among the others.

“Looks like I missed the after-party,” she murmurs, eyeing the way Kate’s hand rests on your arm and Wanda’s fingers trace gentle circles on your shoulder. She raises an eyebrow at Natasha, who’s standing up and adjusting her clothes.

Natasha gives Carol a knowing look and nods. “I’ll be back in a little while. Just have to… deal with something.” The tone in her voice is vague but carries weight, and the other women exchange glances, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

You, however, just watch as Natasha slips out the door, wondering what exactly she has to handle. But before the thought settles, Carol slips onto the bed beside you, drawing your attention back to the moment. Her arm wraps around you with a lazy familiarity, pulling you against her as she gives you a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Missed me already?” she teases, her voice low and warm, her fingers trailing down your arm in a way that sends a pleasant shiver through you.

You chuckle, nestling into the warmth of her embrace. “Maybe,” you say, trying not to sound too eager, though the comfort of her presence makes your heart flutter.

Kate grins, leaning over to you, “careful, or Captain here will get spoiled by all the attention. Next thing you know, she’ll be monopolizing all your time.” Her voice is teasing, her eyes gleaming as she shoots Carol a challenging look.

Carol chuckles, tilting her head as she meets Kate’s gaze. “Oh, you’re one to talk, Bishop. As if you don’t hog enough time with her already.”

“Both of you,” Wanda interjects, her tone light but possessive as her hand smooths over your arm. “We all know who she comes to for the real quality time.” She smirks at you, her fingers curling around yours in a gentle but unmistakably possessive hold.

You feel your cheeks flush under their collective attention, a warm glow settling over you as each of them stakes their playful claim. Maria, still sitting in the chair by the bed, shakes her head with a soft smile, watching the scene unfold with a quiet amusement.

“I mean, can you blame her?” she teases, crossing her legs and leaning back. “With all of us making sure she feels… appreciated, she’s got it pretty good.”

Carol chuckles, tightening her arm around you and brushing a kiss to your temple. ���We’ll keep you occupied until Nat gets back. We can’t have you getting bored.”

Wanda leans in close, her voice a soft murmur against your ear. “Or distracted. We like keeping you right where you belong… with us.” Her lips brush your cheek, her gaze lingering as if daring you to look away.

As you sink deeper into the warmth of their embrace, a faint thought tugs at the back of your mind. Where did Natasha go? You can’t help but wonder, a trace of curiosity and concern flickering through you.

But before you can follow the thought any further, Wanda’s fingers brush your cheek, and you glance over to find her looking at you with a knowing smile. Her gaze is soft yet focused, and for a second, you feel as if she’s reading every unspoken question in your mind. Wanda’s eyes narrow slightly, a subtle, affectionate warning, as she exchanges a quick glance with the others, a silent cue for them to keep your mind occupied.

Carol picks up on it immediately, shifting closer to you and giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. “Pretty little thing,” she teases, her tone light as her hand trails down your arm. “are you here with us?”

You hum, Wanda looks at you, pulling your attention back to her as she strokes a finger along your jawline, her eyes glinting playfully. “Let Natasha handle her business, malysh. She’ll be back soon.” Her words are soft but intentional, grounding you in the moment.

Kate leans forward, a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she tilts her head. “Or are you just that eager to get rid of us?” She arches a brow, her grin widening as she watches you, daring you to respond.

You chuckle, shaking your head. “Not at all. You all make it… pretty easy to stay right here,” you admit, warmth pooling in your chest under their collective attention.

Maria’s voice joins in, her tone smooth but with a hint of playfulness. “See? Nothing to worry about, sweetheart.” She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms with a satisfied smile. “You’re exactly where you need to be.”

As you sink deeper into their warmth, a sudden, pleasant haze settles over you, a fuzzy, dizzying sensation that leaves your mind feeling light and blissfully blank. Each touch, each brush of their fingers on your skin, starts to feel heightened, like every sensation is magnified a thousand times over. Your senses are filled with them, the soft murmurs, the warmth of their bodies.

You feel a soft, warm pulse at the edges of your mind, almost like a lullaby. Your eyelids flutter, and you catch Wanda’s gentle smile, her gaze holding a spark of focus. Her fingers trail along your arm, featherlight and soothing, and the faint traces of questions about Natasha and everything beyond this room begin to slip away. In this moment, there’s only the soft laughter of the others around you, only the warmth spreading through you like the gentlest wave.

You notice the way the others glance at each other, small smirks and knowing looks passing between them. Carol’s hand finds yours, her thumb brushing along your knuckles, and the touch feels so overwhelmingly perfect that it melts any lingering thoughts from your mind. Kate’s laugh breaks through the fog, and she gives you a playful nudge, bringing you fully back into the comfort of the moment, leaving everything else forgotten.

The world outside this room disappears entirely, replaced only by the shared laughter, tender touches, and the feeling that you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be wrapped in their warmth and undivided attention. Maria smiles and sends Natasha a simple text, "We got it all secured here, Wanda took care of it."

The morning light filters into the room, waking you gently. As you stretch and sit up, you realize you’re alone. Wanda, Kate, Carol, and Maria have all gone, leaving only the faintest scent of them behind and a folded note on the pillow next to you.

Good morning, gorgeous. Thought we’d let you get some extra sleep, didn’t want to wake you. See you later. Love, W.

You smile, tucking the note to your chest as you savor the quiet moment, replaying the warmth of last night in your mind. But then you remember something else. Yelena’s invitation, her mischievous smile as she’d told you to come to her room once you were finished with the others. A thrill of excitement rushes through you at the thought, and you slip out of bed, quickly freshening up and making your way down the hall to her room.

The door is slightly ajar, and you hear a faint hum coming from inside. You knock softly, pushing it open to find Yelena leaning against the wall, arms crossed, her expression one of smug satisfaction. She straightens when she sees you, a grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.

“Took you long enough,” she teases, her eyes twinkling as she beckons you closer. “Thought you might’ve forgotten about me after all that… attention from the others.”

You step into the room, closing the door behind you, feeling the familiar warmth spread through you as she studies you, a playful edge in her gaze. “Oh, trust me, I didn’t forget,” you reply, trying to match her confidence. But there’s something in the way she looks at you that makes your pulse quicken.

“Good,” she says, her tone lower now as she takes a step toward you. “Because I’ve got some ideas of my own, and I’ve been waiting long enough.”

As she pulls you into her arms, the events of last night fade into the background, your focus entirely on her. And with the same sense of warmth and safety from the night before, you let yourself be fully present, knowing you’re exactly where you’re meant to be - surrounded by those who treasure you.

"Alredy this needy?" Yelena chuckles as she feels you bucking your hips.

You open your mouth to protest, but the words catch in your throat as she leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear. “What’s the matter?” she teases, her tone dripping with mock innocence. “Cat got your tongue?”

Her fingers find their way to your chin, lifting your gaze to meet hers. The confidence in her eyes is enough to leave you feeling completely flustered. “You know,” she says, drawing out each word, “I could get used to seeing you like this... speechless and staring at me like I’m the only one in the world.”

You swallow, desperately trying to keep your composure, but Yelena only grins wider, clearly enjoying how easily she has you unraveling. “Aww, don’t tell me you’re already getting shy on me,” she taunts, her voice laced with that familiar sarcasm. “You weren’t so shy with the others last night, were you?”

You try to answer, but her hands slide to your waist, pulling you even closer, and any coherent thought melts away. She leans back slightly, studying your face with a smug expression, fully aware of the effect she has on you.

“Oh, look at this mess,” she purrs, feigning sympathy as her thumb brushes lightly across your cheek. “All flustered… just from me standing here. I didn’t even have to do anything.” She chuckles softly, and the sound sends another shiver through you.

Her fingers tap against your waist as she tilts her head, eyes narrowing playfully. “You think you can handle me, детка?”

Finally finding your voice, you manage a breathless, “Yes.” But even you can hear the doubt in your tone, and Yelena’s smirk grows, clearly reveling in the power she holds over you.

She chuckles, shaking her head. “We’ll see about that, sweetheart,” she says, her voice softening slightly, though the teasing glint never leaves her eyes. “Just remember, I don’t make things easy.”

And with that, she leans in, her lips brushing yours, a lingering, torturous pause that leaves you yearning for more.

Before you can process what’s happening, Yelena’s hands are on your shoulders, gently but firmly pushing you back until you’re lying on the bed, looking up at her. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she leans over you, her fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face before trailing down your arm.

She dips her head, capturing your lips in a kiss that’s both soft and intoxicating, leaving you completely breathless. Her lips move with a practiced ease, each kiss sending butterflies tumbling through your stomach, and you find yourself melting under her touch, any semblance of control slipping away.

When she pulls back, you’re left dizzy, caught up in the warmth of the moment, until you feel the light pressure at your wrists. You glance down, realizing that Yelena has tied your hands, her knots tight and secure, the silken fabric binding you to the bedframe.

Your eyes widen, and Yelena bursts into laughter, her expression both proud and amused. She looks down at you with that familiar, confident smirk, clearly relishing the surprise on your face.

“Oh, you really are something special, aren’t you?” she teases, crossing her arms as she watches you struggle with a playfulness in her eyes. “I was beginning to wonder if you’d notice. Took you long enough, though.”

You open your mouth, searching for a response, but her laughter cuts you off, and she leans down, her lips just inches from yours as she whispers, “Don’t worry. You’re in good hands.”

She brushes her nose against yours, her eyes dancing with mischief. “What’s the matter? You didn’t think I’d let you get away so easily, did you?”

You tug at the binds, but Yelena’s knots are impeccable, each one a testament to her talent and training as a spy. She watches your efforts with a smirk, her fingers tracing along your cheek as she murmurs, “Oh, you’re too easy to fool. But that’s what makes you so much fun.”

Her voice is soft yet laced with amusement, and you can feel the heat rise.. You realize she’s enjoying every moment of your reaction, her own satisfaction evident in the way her smirk widens.

“Relax,” she purrs, giving your tits a light squeeze. “I’ve got you all to myself, and you’re not going anywhere.”

Time blurs as Yelena’s hands roam over you, her hands everywhere. She keeps you right on the edge, bringing you so close but never quite letting you tip over. Each time you think she’s finally going to let you cross that finish line, she pulls back, she chuckles at your frustrated whimpers.

Hours slip by, and every nerve in your body feels like it’s on fire, a mixture of yearning and helplessness. Yelena, always just out of reach, seems to be thoroughly enjoying your reactions, her smirk growing wider with each plea you let slip.

Finally, when she’s had her fill, she leans over and unties your wrists, her touch gentle despite the teasing grin she wears. You’re left feeling breathless, limbs heavy and mind fuzzy, completely undone by her relentless torment.

"W-what?" You breathe heavily.

Yelena sits back, her eyes dancing with amusement as she looks over your thoroughly wrecked state. “Oh, poor you,” she murmurs with mock sympathy, brushing her fingers over your flushed cheek. Her voice is a soft, teasing purr. “Did you really think I was going to let you finish, hm?”

You open your mouth, still too dazed to respond, and she grins, her tone dripping with playful condescension. “I didn’t say I’d make you cum, did I? Oh,” she whispers, her smirk growing, “you’re just too easy to mess with.”

She leans in, pressing one last, taunting kiss to your forehead. “Maybe next time,” she murmurs, giving you a wink as she stands.

Before Yelena can give you moment of aftercare, the door creaks open, and Wanda steps inside, her eyes landing on the two of you. She tilts her head, crossing her arms with a raised eyebrow, her gaze drifting from your dazed, messy form to Yelena’s thoroughly pleased expression.

“Well,” Wanda says, her voice a mix of curiosity and amusement as she takes in the scene, “looks like someone’s had a lot of fun.” She gives Yelena a pointed look, smirking. “Mind telling me exactly what you’ve been up to, Yelena?”

Yelena grins, unabashed, stretching out with a look of satisfaction. “Just a little… patience training,” she says, her voice dripping with smugness. She winks at you, “our girl here is a very good learner.”

Wanda’s eyes soften as she watches you, noticing the dazed, needy look in your eyes, and she steps closer, brushing a hand gently along your cheek. “Poor thing,” she murmurs, her voice filled with sweetness and care. She shoots Yelena a half-playful, half-scolding look. “You’ve completely worn her out, haven’t you?”

Yelena chuckles, unrepentant. “She handled it,” she replies with a smirk, but there’s a hint of affection in her gaze as she watches Wanda fuss over you.

Wanda shakes her head, her expression softening as she carefully helps you sit up, supporting you with a gentle arm around your shoulders. “Come on,” she murmurs, her voice soothing as she guides you up. “Let’s get you to your room. Can you walk on your own, malysh?”

You nod and you cling to her, grateful for the warmth of her touch and the gentle way she leads you through the halls. By the time you’re back in your room, you’re feeling incredibly clingy, leaning into Wanda as if you never want to let go.

She chuckles softly as she helps you settle into bed, her fingers brushing through your hair with gentle, soothing strokes. “You did so well,” she whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “I’m here now, alright?"

You nod, a sleepy smile spreading across your face as you nuzzle closer to her, feeling a warmth and comfort that wraps around you like a soft blanket. Wanda’s arms hold you close, her voice a soothing murmur as she reassures you, letting you know that you’re safe and adored, right where you belong.

You stir awake, your eyes fluttering open to the soft rustling of pages. Wanda sits beside you, legs crossed, reading a book, a serene look on her face. She glances down, noticing you’re awake, and her face lights up with a gentle smile.

“Hey sleepyhead,” she murmurs, closing the book and setting it aside.

You stretch and blink, trying to shake off the drowsiness. “What time is it?”

“It’s lunchtime,” Wanda replies, brushing a loose strand of hair from your face. “Time for some food, what do you say?”

Food sounds amazing. Yum.

Her words send a little thrill through you, and you nod, letting her help you up as you both make your way toward the dining area. As soon as you step into the room, you notice the others - Carol, Maria, Kate, Yelena, and Natasha, all sitting around the table, their voices dropping to a hush the moment you walk in.

Natasha’s eyes meet yours, and a sly smile spreads across her face as she gets up and pulls out a chair for you. “Oh, detka, there you are,” she purrs, her voice warm and inviting. “Hungry?”

You feel your cheeks flush as everyone’s attention settles on you, and you nod, settling into the seat Natasha pulled out. Wanda takes the spot beside you, and the others exchange knowing glances before Kate starts piling your plate with food.

“Yelena really did numbers on you,” Kate teases, shooting a smirk across the table at Yelena, who only shrugs with an innocent expression. “Guess she wore you out?”

“Oh, not completely,” Yelena chimes in, her tone dripping with mischief. “Our girl’s tougher than she looks.”

Carol laughs softly, shaking her head as she takes a sip of her drink. “Really? Looks like she’s still a bit… unsatisfied.” Her gaze falls on you, her eyes glinting with playful curiosity.

You shift in your seat, feeling a warm, needy ache flare up at the memory of Yelena’s endless teasing earlier, which none of the others seem to have forgotten. You clear your throat, trying to keep it together, but they’re all watching you with varying degrees of amusement, each one fully aware of your lingering frustration.

Natasha leans in, her lips close to your ear as she murmurs, “Don’t worry, malyshka. We’ll take good care of you.” She pulls back with a wink, her voice dripping with a sultry promise that sends a shiver down your spine.

Maria, leaning back in her chair, gives you an amused once-over. “You know, we all like a challenge. And you? You’re definitely worth it.” Her words hang in the air, a mixture of sweetness and mischief.

Wanda reaches for your hand under the table, giving it a reassuring squeeze, her expression soft but knowing. “Poor thing,” she coos, voice just loud enough for the others to hear. “Looks like we might have to put in a little extra effort today, hmm?”

You squirm, feeling all their gazes fixed on you, the warmth spreading from your cheeks down to the pit of your stomach as they continue to pile on the teasing remarks. Kate chuckles, taking a bite of her food. “Hope you’re ready, sweetheart. We’ve got plenty of energy to make sure you don’t feel… neglected.”

You try to focus on your food, but every little touch, every lingering glance, only heightens the needy ache that hasn’t left since this morning. It’s clear they’re having way too much fun watching you squirm, and as lunch goes on, you realize they have no intention of letting you off easy.

Eventually, Kate leans forward, “so, how about you, sweetheart?” she asks, her voice smooth and teasing. “What’s your opinion on all of this?”

You blink, caught off guard, and you stammer as you try to form a response. “I, um… well…” You can feel the heat rising in your face as all of their eyes turn to you, each one wearing an expression that’s both amused and intrigued.

“I mean,” you start, swallowing hard, “I think… I’d like it… if you all—” You falter under their collective gaze, words fumbling as you try to explain yourself, but each attempt only makes them grin wider.

“Would like it… if we all…?” Carol raises an eyebrow, the hint of a smirk tugging at her lips. “Come on, honey, you can say it. We don’t bite. Well, unless you want us to.”

The others chuckle softly, and Wanda squeezes your hand, her voice a gentle murmur. “Just say what you’re thinking, malyshka. We’re all listening.”

You take a shaky breath, gathering what little courage you have left. “I just… I wouldn’t mind if… if you all…” You trail off, feeling your cheeks go warm, but you push through, your voice barely a whisper. “If you’d all just… have some fun with me.”

The silence that follows is electric, charged with an anticipation that has your heart pounding. Natasha grins, her eyes darkening as she exchanges a glance with the others. “Well,” she murmurs, her tone laced with satisfaction. “There’s no need to be shy with us.”

Maria chuckles, leaning back with an approving nod. “Took you long enough to ask, sweetheart.”

Wanda’s fingers trace lightly over the back of your hand, her expression soft yet possessive. “Don’t worry, malysh,” she murmurs, a smile curling her lips. “We’re just getting started.”

Thank you for reading, also HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

[lives-in-midgard]

They are back

[manhattanminute2]

Wanda, watching Yelena and Y/N fight: Are you sure they should be fighting? What if they get hurt?

Natasha, not bothered by the chaos: It’s fine. They’re too evenly matched to hurt each other.

Wanda: Then... who’s the strongest out of you three?

Yelena: Natasha.

Y/N: Natasha.

Natasha: Me.

[incorrectquotesmcu]

[Y/N is in prison and Yelena has to bail them out]

Y/N: Yelena! Thank god you’re here!

Yelena: Arrested for prostitution! I can’t believe it!

Y/N: Yelena, I'm innocent!

Yelena: I know that. I just can’t believe those dumb cops think anyone would pay money to sleep with you.

[peter-parkers-left-pinky]

(Y/n): Do you cook?

Natasha: I made a cake once.

Yelena: Yeah, it was good.

Natasha: Really?

Yelena: Don’t make me lie twice, Natasha.