Other People To Me: Are You Interested In Women?

Other people to me: are you interested in women?

Me who is reading x reader fics about a hot SHIELD agent with the name Maria, a ginger Widow who is splat dead, a blonde Widow whose sister is splat dead, a women variant of a certain mischievous god, a powerful women that have met a cat(flerken) called Goose and a mind controling girl who gets a whole show because she created a new reality in her head while I only got more mental health issues: yes and?

*Playing twister*

Bucky: Right hand red.

Y/N: *Ends up on top of Natasha*

Natasha: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Bucky: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

*Clint walks in and sees Natasha running around the kitchen*

Clint: Whoa, what is she doing in there?

Y/N: Trying to cook for me.

Clint: What is she making?

Y/N: *sighs* A mess.

Natasha: Crushes are the worst.

Y/n: Yeah, whenever I’m near someone I have a crush on I start acting stupid.

Yelena: You always act stupid.

Y/n: Yeah don't think about that too much.

Yelena: Pillow fight!!

Natasha: That’s childish. 

Yelena: *Throws pillow in her general direction*

Natasha: Stand up you coward! You’re about to find out if God is real!

crying. this is so soft

Beach Day

Yelena Belova x Reader

1.4 k words

not a request, but if you want to request anything, drop it in my inbox. :)

this is actually fluffy in contrast to my urge to make some angst today and tomorrow.

pchelka: little bee

Yelena grinned slightly as she glanced your way briefly, returning her eyes back to the road. Sometime, during the drive to the beach, you had dozed off slightly. Biting her lip, she placed a gentle hand on your thigh. This woke you up slightly as you took that hand, intertwining your fingers to her briefly, before holding it to your chest. It was almost like you were cuddling it, but instead it was a tired attempt of cuddling her hand to you. Turning your head, your eyes were now open, looking at the girl who brought up wanting to take you here. She had seen the beach in some pamphlet, spotting a nice hotel to stay in where the beach was right behind it. She squeezed your hand as she parked her car.

“I’ll be right back, I’m going to check in.” She said, leaning over to you. She tilted your chin up slightly before kissing you deeply. You hummed in the kiss before she pulled away. Watching her walk away from the vehicle, your lips turned upwards as you let out a noise. Your heartbeat was still beating quickly in your chest and your head was spinning. A feeling only she gave you. Getting out, you grabbed the keys, taking out the suitcases. You wanted to have everything ready for her when she got back. “Aren’t you supposed to be getting pampered by me?”

Your head snapped up as you closed the trunk. A smile hit your lips, a smile instantly returned. Rolling the bags as you walked over to her, you kissed her cheek. “Why, Miss Belova, if you’re pampering me, let me pamper you back. This is a couples trip. Let’s just… I don’t know… Pamper each other.” You rolled passed her playfully. She caught up, a grin laying on her lips comfortably. She led you to your hotel room as you teased each other lovingly the whole way to the room. As the door opened, the two of you gasped. The curtains were wide open and there was a breathtaking view of the ocean. You grinned as you raced to the window, looking down excitedly. Yelena couldn’t hold back her chuckle at your child-like reaction.

Approaching you from behind, she placed a hand on your back sweetly. You leaned into her side for a moment as she pressed a long kiss to your temple. Smiling widely, you let her. You felt an enormous amount of bliss fill you at her touch. A single touch could make you feel like your were the only girl in the world. “Let’s go down there, pchelka.” Yelena whispered, looking up at you. The sun was setting, making the skies a soft shade of orange and red. Looking back to the beautiful skies, you nodded. You reached into your suitcase before pulling out a beach blanket as you took your hand. Leading you to the beach, she grinned widely. A grin that usually meant she had something up her sleeve.

Looking at her suspiciously, you approached the perfect spot. Putting the towel down, you sat down happily. You let the feeling of the beach settle in before you brought up anything. “So,” you looked over at her curiously, making her catch your eye, “are you going to tell me what you did? I know that grin anywhere.” You turned your body to her. You were only met with a small smirk as she shook her head. Rolling your eyes playfully, you looked back out to the ocean. You were completely oblivious to the blonde staring at you with a certain sparkle to her eyes.

Wrapping an arm around you, she forced herself to look away from you. She didn’t want to though. She enjoyed admiring you. Your smile as you do even simple things. The smile that made her have butterflies flutter in her stomach everytime. “You know, I love you. I love you so much.” She said suddenly, her eyes staring at the waves crashing upon the shores gracefully. You look at her, about to respond before she interrupted you gently. “You’re beautiful. You’re kind, caring, resilient. You’re my world and more. I knew from the day that I met you that you were the one from me. I knew I was going to marry you from day one. Did you?” Again, a question she didn’t let you finish as she continued to talk. But, yes, you knew too.

“You make me happy, (Y/n). You’re special to me. I never knew I could find love until I met you. At first, I wasn’t sure that I even deserved to be loved, but you convinced me otherwise. And, I’m so glad you did because I honestly couldn’t imagine my life without you. You’re this daily presence that I never want to go away. I always want you with me. When either of us are on a mission, it absolutely kills me because I know I’m going to have to sleep in a seperate beds, worlds away from you. I can’t help but always want to remain close to you. You changed me for the better. So, I guess I should get to my real point. I want to spend tomorrow with you, too. I want to spend every day for the rest of our lives with you. I want to have a home with you, maybe even kids. I want to be your wife. I want to be your one and only. So, (Y/n), my love? Will you be my one and only? Will you marry me?”

Your jaw dropped at her speech and her question. You didn’t even noticed the ruby red ring in her hand. A ring that most likely was a set reminder that she was once a black widow but a reminder mainly of her for when she was away. Swallowing thickly, you tried to wipe your never ending tears away. “Yes,” you breathed, the smile never dropping as you fell into her arms. She quickly gathered you up at that moment before kissing you passionately. She pulled away for a moment as she slid the ring in her pocket before you began to laugh. “So, is now a good time to give you this, too?” You pulled out a box, surprising her. She began to laugh as well. You were both very in sync. That much was evident.

“Okay, okay. Let me say my speech. Though, I can’t beat yours.” You sat on your knees facing her. She looked back up at you with watery hazel eyes. “Yelena Belova, I knew from day one that I would either take your last name, you would take mine, or we would hyphenate them. I knew that day that I first saw you that I was going to marry you. The girl who endlessly made me smile and feel things I never knew I could feel. You are everything and more. You are my sun, my moon, and my stars. Your smile lights up the night skies and rivals the sun. Your love makes me feel euphoric. There is no day that I spend without thinking about our future.” You say, licking your lips. You know she was going to say yes, but you were still nervous. She seemed to notice this as she took your hand softly, nodding at you to continue.

“Your the girl who makes me learn more about love every day. Your intelligent, your quick witted, and you’re humorous. You make everyone around you laugh with your strings of sarcasm and fast comebacks. Your breathtaking and strong. You are my today, tomorrow, and future. I want to grow old with you. I want to be all gross and wrinkly with you by my rocking chair, yelling at those random neighbor kids like those old movie couples do. I want to be with you every second of every day for the rest of my life. I know you already told me the same, but I want you to know just how much I mean that. Because you are the only consistent thing I see in my future. You and Fanny. So, will you give me your forever and in return, I’ll give you mine?”

The ring you pull out has a diamond on a gold band. It was beautiful, sure. But, she couldn’t help but stare at your for a long moment because you were more beautiful to her than the ring. “Yes, I’ll give you my forever.” She whispered, leaning in. You laugh softly as your noses bump. Placing the ring on her finger, you press slow kisses to her lips. She smiles at this, her hands moving to your cheeks carefully. “I like how you added Fanny into your speech.” She breaks the kiss, grinning cheekily. You shake your head playfully before moving close to her, leaning your forehead against the woman you would call your forever.