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⤷ ゛yelena belova ˎˊ˗ | she / they | 33 | white widow | aro / queer | ex-black widow | new avenger | relationship stat : single |
MY YELENA HCS
FRIENDS AND FAMILY
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warning! nsfw will take place so minors plz be aware!
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//hai guys!! it’s el (aka mun) sowwy I haven’t been on lately T_T ive mostly been on my main but if u do want to interact with me I’ll tag my main!! I think I’ll revive this account once spiderman or doomsday comes out so be on the look out!!
main — @filmedlovee
whoever made these cookies that were left in the kitchen, your getting CRACKED tonight.
omg omg omg hewwo !! hehe am pink now !! have been doing loooots n lots of bakin !! what cool stuff have you been up to?
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oh gosh they’re pink. ive really been up to nothing nowadays. its mostly just been mission after mission after mission 😓😓😓
hiii lena :P
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hiiii 🥹🥹🥹 whatre you up too hm? 🤫
his natural aegyo is so refreshing
dare I say that Kai cenat interuppting meme is so funny. idgaf if I’m 30 bitch let me live
Yelena back from hiatus wow we couldn’t have known
“Oh God, I totally just burnt the cookies,” Bob groaned, the smoke detector beeping as smoke poured out of the oven. He quickly set down the tray, rushing over to Yelena with a frown. “I was just—- trying to make your favorite cookie recipe for you…. I’m sorry, Lena…”
“Oh— Bob! It’s alright! Really.” I say, grabbing a cloth so I can clear the smoke from the detector. Once the smoke clears, I set the cloth down and I look over at Bob. “Y’know you could’ve just asked me for help. I would’ve.” I shrug as I look up at him. “And seriously, it’s not your fault. Our oven is stupid.” I chuckle as I take a glance over at the tray of cookies.
He laughed, weakly, looking over the charred cookies. “I just wanted to make you something nice for the holidays. And look at this. They look awful,” he muttered, giving his friend a slight hug. “I could get you grocery store cookies?” He looked into her brown eyes, pushing a bit of hair away from her face. “The question is uh… what kind would I get?”
I blush a bit as he brushes some hair away from my face. “Uh— do you know those, like, sugar cookies that’re like five dollars at the store? Those.. would be great.” I put my arms around his neck as I hug him again. “Also, I really appreciate you trying to make these,” I say, motioning over to the cookies. “I bet that if our oven wasn’t stupid they would’ve been great, Bob.” I smiled.
“Oh, shit, but the grocery store’s closed. It’s Christmas.” He sighed, tossing the burnt cookies into the trash. He looked towards her, his eyes softening. “I—- thanks. I’ll make it up to you. Promise.” He paced around the kitchen, looking for something in the pantry. “Since everything’s closed… we could maybe order some Chinese takeout—?” He then clung to her, wrapping his strong arms around her waist with a long sigh. “I missed your hugs, Yel. I’m glad you’re back from your mission.”
“Yeah, I missed your hugs too, Bob.” I smile. “And.. you know I could never say no to Chinese food.” I look up at him. “Do you know my usual already?” I ask him, my hands now on his shoulders. I play with his hair a bit as I wait for his answer.
“Easy. Orange chicken and fried rice,” he clicked his tongue. He leaned into her side, allowing her to play with his hair. “Ah,” he sighed, contently, relaxing his shoulders. “And… extra crab rangoons with some Coca-Cola to drink.“ He gave her a cheeky smile, reaching for his phone and searching up the restaurant. “You want me to go ahead and order them?”
“Wow. Look at that. Spot on, Bob.” *I say, a bit surprised. “Yeah, you can go ahead and order. Get something for yourself too.” I lead over to look at his phone. “I don’t want you starving, then you have nothing to eat.” I laugh, teasing him a bit.
Yes, I did spend my Christmas alone as I watch’s romcoms bc I’m lonely. who said u need a partner to spend Christmas with
“Oh God, I totally just burnt the cookies,” Bob groaned, the smoke detector beeping as smoke poured out of the oven. He quickly set down the tray, rushing over to Yelena with a frown. “I was just—- trying to make your favorite cookie recipe for you…. I’m sorry, Lena…”
“Oh— Bob! It’s alright! Really.” I say, grabbing a cloth so I can clear the smoke from the detector. Once the smoke clears, I set the cloth down and I look over at Bob. “Y’know you could’ve just asked me for help. I would’ve.” I shrug as I look up at him. “And seriously, it’s not your fault. Our oven is stupid.” I chuckle as I take a glance over at the tray of cookies.
He laughed, weakly, looking over the charred cookies. “I just wanted to make you something nice for the holidays. And look at this. They look awful,” he muttered, giving his friend a slight hug. “I could get you grocery store cookies?” He looked into her brown eyes, pushing a bit of hair away from her face. “The question is uh… what kind would I get?”
I blush a bit as he brushes some hair away from my face. “Uh— do you know those, like, sugar cookies that’re like five dollars at the store? Those.. would be great.” I put my arms around his neck as I hug him again. “Also, I really appreciate you trying to make these,” I say, motioning over to the cookies. “I bet that if our oven wasn’t stupid they would’ve been great, Bob.” I smiled.
“Oh, shit, but the grocery store’s closed. It’s Christmas.” He sighed, tossing the burnt cookies into the trash. He looked towards her, his eyes softening. “I—- thanks. I’ll make it up to you. Promise.” He paced around the kitchen, looking for something in the pantry. “Since everything’s closed… we could maybe order some Chinese takeout—?” He then clung to her, wrapping his strong arms around her waist with a long sigh. “I missed your hugs, Yel. I’m glad you’re back from your mission.”
“Yeah, I missed your hugs too, Bob.” I smile. “And.. you know I could never say no to Chinese food.” I look up at him. “Do you know my usual already?” I ask him, my hands now on his shoulders. I play with his hair a bit as I wait for his answer.
“Oh God, I totally just burnt the cookies,” Bob groaned, the smoke detector beeping as smoke poured out of the oven. He quickly set down the tray, rushing over to Yelena with a frown. “I was just—- trying to make your favorite cookie recipe for you…. I’m sorry, Lena…”
“Oh— Bob! It’s alright! Really.” I say, grabbing a cloth so I can clear the smoke from the detector. Once the smoke clears, I set the cloth down and I look over at Bob. “Y’know you could’ve just asked me for help. I would’ve.” I shrug as I look up at him. “And seriously, it’s not your fault. Our oven is stupid.” I chuckle as I take a glance over at the tray of cookies.
He laughed, weakly, looking over the charred cookies. “I just wanted to make you something nice for the holidays. And look at this. They look awful,” he muttered, giving his friend a slight hug. “I could get you grocery store cookies?” He looked into her brown eyes, pushing a bit of hair away from her face. “The question is uh… what kind would I get?”
I blush a bit as he brushes some hair away from my face. “Uh— do you know those, like, sugar cookies that’re like five dollars at the store? Those.. would be great.” I put my arms around his neck as I hug him again. “Also, I really appreciate you trying to make these,” I say, motioning over to the cookies. “I bet that if our oven wasn’t stupid they would’ve been great, Bob.” I smiled.
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I want 2 boyfriends but I want the boyfriends to be boyfriends
okay so never mention 67 in person ever again
I feel like a caged animal whenever I can’t say my references
tell me why I’m explaining a joke to my friend and my other friend goes “imagine having to explain a joke” WHAT THE HELL ☹️
