go thunderbolts*

❝ except i'm not the one that's on the cover a magazine — i'm not the killer that little girls call their hero ❞

[thunderboltbelova]

— pinned post

THUNDERBOLTBELOVA is an independent marvel writing blog for yelena belova. the characterization found here will be based on the events that are canon and established within the marvel cinematic universe and will not contain details from comics. this blog is multi-ship and platonic relationship friendly! written by ashley — she/her — 25+. this blog may contain some triggering content.

* disclaimer that i’m mobile 99% of the time and will occasionally hop on the computer to cut posts. i can do everything else mobile but sadly cutting posts is not one of them.

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[videog4mes]

ENEMIES, FRENEMIES, IT'S COMPLICATED! a collection of random dialogue and action based concepts for those muses that'll never (or maybe eventually) get along. some nsfw themes and strong language ahead. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)

dialogue.

i trusted you. my mistake.

i'll never forgive you.

i'll spend the rest of my life making you miserable.

we'll never be the same again.

you crossed a line.

you and me? we're done.

beg. for your life. for forgiveness. just beg.

are you going to beg?

i almost had you.

you were lucky last time. not this time.

they're dead ... because of you.

you took everything from me! what more do you want?

i'm not mad that you lied to me. i'm mad that i can't trust you ever again.

i will sacrifice us both just to make a point.

making each other miserable is our thing. don't try to change that.

this is my revenge.

something about you makes me want to be violent.

how could you?

why did you come back for me?

i'm sorry. i'm sorry. i'm sorry.

i won't make that mistake again.

you betrayed me. i suffered.

how fucking dare you!

how the fuck could you do this to me? to us?

our story ends with your end.

i won't show you mercy.

why are you helping me? i don't like you!

just this once.

you won't always be able to cheat death.

concepts.

on sight. sender and receiver have been on opposing sides for years. anytime one of them sees the other, it's bound to turn into an altercation.

knife wound. sender stabs receiver with a small blade.

pointed end. sender holds a blade to receiver's throat.

enemy of my enemy. sender or receiver saves the other from an oncoming attack from a third party, forcing them to temporarily be allies.

fist to kiss. sender kisses receiver without warning after a moment of high tension and close proximity shared between the pair.

enemies to lovers. suddenly sender's and receiver's banter and fighting turns into something more than hateful encounters.

headlock. sender manages to pull receiver into a headlock and continue a physical altercation.

betrayal. receiver confronts sender over feeling betrayed by them.

enemies with benefits. sender and receiver engage in a physical relationship despite the fact they're enemies.

[aurorarpresources]

Platonic Displays Of Affection

Send [BOOP] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose

Send [FLICK] for your muse to flick my muse on the forehead

Send [REST] for your muse to rest their head on my muse's shoulder

Send [BLANKET] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket

Send [SPIN] for your muse to pick my muse up and spin them around

Send [FLOP] for your muse to flop onto my muse

Send [CHEEK] for your muse to squish my muse's cheeks

[leneemusing]

another kiss prompt

a kiss to make up for an argument

a dominating kiss to end an argument 

a gentle kiss to ask forgiveness 

a kiss against shoulder blades as arms wrap around from behind 

a kiss against the shoulder after waking up beside each other 

a kiss to distract

a kiss against tear stained cheek

a kiss on the brow 

a kiss where they’re both covered in blood

a kiss after one muse has killed for the other 

a kiss after one muse has injured the other 

a kiss between enemies who should be fighting 

a kiss between exes who meant to walk away 

a playful kiss to make the other stop rambling 

an adoring kiss because the other is rambling 

a kiss to end sexual tension 

an angry kiss 

a tearful kiss 

a kiss to prove a point 

a hesitant kiss 

a kiss from one muse who should be afraid of the other 

a kiss from a muse who the other should be afraid of 

kisses scattered along hardened jaw to try and sooth 

a kiss as if trying to answer a question 

a kiss between furrowed brows to try and comfort 

a kiss from someone the other didn’t think thought of them that way 

a kiss that says thank you 

a kiss on the corner of the mouth,  hoping for more but expecting nothing 

an exploratory kiss,  testing the waters between them 

a kiss on the forehead of one who is starting to fall asleep 

a kiss against the cheek after discovering the other is napping 

a platonic kiss just meant to express overwhelming emotion 

a kiss to comfort both parties

a kiss stemmed from relief 

a kiss to make the other believe professed feelings 

a possessive kiss to remind the other who they belong to 

a possessive kiss to show the world they belong to each other

a kiss stemmed from jealousy 

a kiss to make someone else jealous 

a biting,  passionate kiss 

a kiss against the neck which feels more like a bite,  teeth bruising skin 

a desperate kiss as if they are convinced they’ll slip through each other’s fingers 

a kiss to make each other feel alive 

a kiss stolen away in a corner,  ignoring crowds 

a kiss after being pulled into an alley to have a moment to themselves 

a kiss after grabbing the other’s arm and pulling them back close 

a kiss to convince the other to stay 

a kiss like they’re trying to convince the other to love them 

a hopeful kiss in the rain

a desperate kiss in the rain 

an angry kiss in the rain 

a possessive kiss in the rain 

a playful,  happy kiss in the rain 

a passionate kiss stemmed from previous heartbreak in the rain 

a kiss in the rain to make up like it’s a damn romcom 

a kiss in the rain filled with the foreboding of a goodbye 

a kiss to make the other stop being stubborn 

a kiss after treating a wound 

a defiant kiss 

a kiss between partners in crime in front of someone they hold captive 

a kiss to anger a third party 

an adrenaline filled kiss shared after committing a crime 

a surprise kiss just because the other couldn’t stop thinking about it 

[thunderboltbelova]

• You're here. You're actually here, and I don't know what to do with that. kate bishop

“What if you do not have to do anything with it?” Yelena’s lips pressed together, her brow pinched just slightly as she weighed the words of the other. Her fingertips lifted to tuck a loose strand of dark hair away from Kate Bishop’s face, a soft breath falling between them. “I can just… be here.”

[mythshire]

˚₊‧⁺˙  𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 ˙⁺‧₊˚ ··· a collection of right person wrong time, parallel lives, missed connections, sliding doors & almosts roleplay sentence starters. genre: longing, bittersweet, what-ifs, tender heartbreak.

• I keep thinking about what would've happened if I'd stayed. • You're here. You're actually here, and I don't know what to do with that. • I saw you across the room and my heart did that thing it used to do. • We're both different people now, aren't we? • I think about you more than I should. More than is probably healthy. • What if I told you I've never stopped wondering about us? • I heard you're doing well. I'm glad. I mean that. • Do you ever think about what we could have been? • I'm in town for the weekend. Coffee? Or is that a terrible idea? • Five years later and you still take my breath away. • I kept your number. Never had the courage to use it until now. • You look exactly the same. That's not fair. • I have a whole life now, but there's still this you-shaped space in it. • We were so close to something real, weren't we? • I thought I was over this. Over you. I was wrong. • Tell me you feel it too. This... whatever this is between us. • I'm engaged now. I thought you should hear it from me. • Why does this feel like a second chance we don't deserve? • I wanted to reach out so many times. I just never knew what to say. • You were always the one that got away. • I see glimpses of the person I used to be when I'm around you. • We had terrible timing, didn't we? • I'm not sure if running into you is fate or just cruel. • I dreamed about you last night. We were happy. • You have a life here. I have a life somewhere else. That's just how it is. • I should've fought harder for us back then. • Do you think there's a universe where we got it right? • I almost called you a thousand times. • You deserved better than the version of me you got. • I can't tell if seeing you again is closure or just reopening the wound. • We were kids. We didn't know what we had. • I followed your career. I'm so proud of you. • It's funny how some people never really leave you, even when they're gone. • I wish I could say this doesn't hurt. • We would've destroyed each other back then. You know that, right? • I loved you. Past tense. I need you to know that. • There's someone else now, isn't there? • I can see your whole life written on your face, and I'm not in it. • We're standing in the same place where it all started falling apart. • I think I needed to lose you to become who I am now. • Maybe in another life, we get our timing right. • I hate that I still know how you take your coffee. • You were my almost. My what-if. My biggest regret. • We're strangers now with a history no one else would understand. • I spent so long trying to find you in other people. • This feels like a goodbye we never got to say properly. • I hope you're happy. God, I hope you're so happy. • We were right for each other at the wrong time, and that's the tragedy of it. • I need you to tell me you don't feel this anymore so I can let go. • We're both here, right now, and I don't know if that means something or nothing.

[mythshire]

✧˖°⚔️°˖✧ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 ··· a collection of enemies to lovers, rivalry and surrender, violence as intimacy, fury & desire roleplay sentence starters. genre: romance, tension, power dynamics, slow burn.

You think you're so much better than me, don't you?

Stop looking at me like that.

We're on the same side now, whether you like it or not.

I'd rather die than work with you.

You're the last person I wanted to see today.

Don't you dare act like you care about me now.

I know what you did. I know everything.

You've always been my enemy, but you've never been my equal.

Why does it feel like you're the only one who actually sees me?

I don't trust you. I'll never trust you.

You're insufferable, you know that?

We can't keep doing this—pretending we don't feel it.

I've spent half my life trying to destroy you.

God, I want to hate you so badly right now.

You make me want to scream.

I didn't save you because I like you. I saved you because I had to.

We're not friends. We'll never be friends.

You don't get to be vulnerable with me now, not after everything.

I've imagined killing you a thousand different ways.

Why do you always have to be right?

I hate how much space you take up in my head.

You're my rival, not my—whatever the hell this is.

Don't touch me. Don't you fucking dare.

I know you better than anyone, and that's the worst part.

You've ruined me for anyone else, and I hate you for it.

I'd burn the world down before I let you win.

You look at me like I'm the villain, but you're no hero either.

I can't do this. I can't want you and hate you at the same time.

You're the only person who's ever challenged me.

Stop pretending you don't feel this too.

I've never wanted to throttle someone and hold them this badly before.

We're going to regret this in the morning.

You think you know me? You don't know anything.

I didn't mean to fall for you. This is a mistake.

You make me feel like I'm losing a battle I didn't even know I was fighting.

I swore I'd never let you get close to me.

Why does fighting with you feel better than being happy with anyone else?

You're dangerous. To me. To everything I've built.

I hate that you're the only one who makes me feel alive.

This thing between us—it's toxic. We're toxic.

You've always been the thorn in my side. Now you're under my skin.

You betrayed me once. How do I know you won't do it again?

I've spent years building walls to keep you out.

We're playing with fire here, and we both know it.

You're my competition, my nemesis, my—fuck, I don't even know anymore.

I never wanted this. I never wanted you.

[ohisms]

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀 ;   𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 .    (   a  series  of  kiss  prompts .   some  nsfw  material  present .   )

❛  01 .   a  kiss  to  say  hello . ❛  02 .   a  kiss  for  the  first  time . ❛  03 .   a  kiss  after  a  long  time  apart . ❛  04 .   a  kiss  to  apologize . ❛  05 .   a  kiss  to  forgive . ❛  06 .   a  kiss  during  a  fight . ❛  07 .   a  kiss  to  say  what  you  can’t  say  aloud . ❛  08 .   a  kiss  in  secret  /  a  forbidden  kiss . ❛  09 .   a  kiss  to  prove  a  point . ❛  10 .   a  kiss  against  a  wall . ❛  11 .   a  kiss  on  a  rooftop . ❛  12 .   a  kiss  that  seals  a  marriage . ❛  13 .   a  kiss  before  one  goes  away . ❛  14 .   a  kiss  in  the  shower . ❛  15 .   a  kiss  that  comes  out  of  nowhere . ❛  16 .   a  kiss  first  thing  in  the  morning . ❛  17 .   a  kiss  last  thing  at  night . ❛  18 .   a  kiss  during  combat . ❛  19 .   a  kiss  during  a  fake  relationship . ❛  20 .   a  kiss  out  of  desperation . ❛  21 .   a  kiss  on  the  cheek . ❛  22 .   a  kiss  on  the  forehead . ❛  23 .   a  kiss  on  the  back  of  the  hand . ❛  24 .   a  kiss  on  the  neck . ❛  25 .   a  kiss  on  the  fingertips . ❛  26 .   a  kiss  on  the  stomach . ❛  27 .   a  kiss  to  end  the  sexual  tension . ❛  28 .   a  kiss  over  a  scar . ❛  29 .   a  kiss  over  a  wound . ❛  30 .   a  kiss  to  say  goodbye .

[mythshire]

✧ ˖°.🕊️.° 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐖 ··· a collection of years-later reunions, apologies spoken & unspoken, rebuilding what broke roleplay sentence starters from the ashes of what we were. genre: hurt/comfort, hopeful, bittersweet.

• You look good. Really good. I'm... I'm glad. • I keep thinking about what I would say if I saw you again, and now you're here and I've got nothing. • Five years. Has it really been five years? • I heard you were back in town. I wasn't sure if you'd want to see me. • You cut your hair. It suits you. • I'm sorry. I know that doesn't fix anything, but I'm sorry. • Do you ever think about us? About what we were? • I don't expect you to forgive me. I just needed you to know. • You were right. About all of it. I should have listened. • I've been carrying this around for so long, and I just... I need to let it go. • Can we start over? Not forget, just... start again? • I miss you. Is that allowed? Am I allowed to miss you? • You look like you've been doing well. I'm happy for you, I mean it. • I practiced this conversation a hundred times and none of them went like this. • What if we tried again? Differently this time. • I forgive you. I don't know if you needed to hear that, but I do. • I thought I'd be angrier. But I'm just... tired. • The last time we spoke, I said things I didn't mean. Can we talk about that? • I know I don't deserve another chance, but I'm asking anyway. • You're here. You actually came. • I wasn't sure you'd remember me. • I've thought about calling you so many times. • Do you hate me? It's okay if you do. • I got your letter. It took me this long to respond. • We were kids. We didn't know what we were doing. • I should have fought for us. I didn't, and I regret it. • You deserved better than what I gave you. • I see you differently now. Clearer, maybe. • Can I buy you a coffee? Just... talk? • I've been in therapy. Working on things. Trying to be better. • You were my best friend. I lost more than I realized. • I don't know how to fix this, but I want to try. • I was wrong. I need you to hear me say that. • Do you remember the last thing you said to me? • I never stopped caring about you. That's the truth. • What would it take? For us to be okay again? • I don't need us to be what we were. I just need us to be something. • You look like you've found peace. I'm working on finding mine. • I know I hurt you. I hurt myself too. • Can we sit? Just for a minute? • I'm not the same person I was. I hope you can see that. • You have every right to walk away right now. • I kept waiting for the right time to reach out, but there's never a right time. • Tell me what you need from me. I'll do it. • I dream about the day we stopped talking sometimes.

[thunderboltbelova]

if we had something going prior to my unplanned brain hiatus and you either want to keep it or plot more, pls give this a like and i’ll slide into your dms!

[thunderboltbelova]

She could feel the pressure against her back, nails digging marks out of her that she knew she’d be feeling for days, the pain only driving her to drive the strap on harder and deeper into Kate Bishop, the fluttering building low in her stomach with every single utterance of a barely intelligible word falling from the brunette’s mouth. Strands of her of her own hair still growing out blonde and sticky against her forehead, unbothered by it as Yelena lifted her face from where it had been tucked against Kate’s shoulder, taking in the sight of the mess she’d created as she listened for the answer to her question. The archer, breathless and flushed and so, so perfect beneath her, green hues found darkened blue.

“Good girl.” Words, thick with reckless abandon and a heavy accent, fell from Yelena’s lips as her hips stuttering from the rhythmic thrusting just slightly, her pace becoming more frantic as Kate’s words echoed over and over in her ears and her own orgasm coiled tightly around the words.

[greatcstarcher]

the strap was being thrusted so deep into her, it nearly had her screaming. never being so filled. yet again, her only sexual experiences was with yelena. learning each new position from her. her likes and dislikes. and this? definitely a like. maybe it was the way yelena was claiming her. possessing her. and the moment she heard good girl? oh god, kate was crumbling! whimpering and whining, she knew she was absolutely close. wrapping her legs around yelena's waist to drive her even deeper. as deep as she could possibly go. her cries getting louder as she got closer and closer. "i'm so close-" she whimpered out. the pit of her stomach turning, "don't stop-"

[thunderboltbelova]

Her free hand slid beneath Kate's head, a tender move that lasted a second before nimble fingers tangled in the damp strands at the base of the other's neck. A tug, gentle but firm, tilted her head back until her neck was exposed. Yelena's lips found purchase beneath the other's jawline, muscles twitching with the effort to form any coherent word as Yelena slid effortlessly deeper and deeper inside of her. "Do you want to come for me, Kate Bishop?" Her breath ghosted hot against slick skin, leaving behind a deep mark with the other's name, a sign that she was there, that Kate was hers. Hips slammed against the archer's, heels pressing into Yelena's back in a way that made her movements even more frantic, more possessive, harder and faster. “Be a good girl and let everyone know that you are only mine?”

[thunderboltbelova]

It escalated quickly, the feeling of possessiveness rumbling up inside of her after a comment made by one of her teammates. She’d felt it before, the feeling of wanting Kate Bishop to be hers and only hers and for the entire world to know it, but she had never felt it like this — a burning hot fire running through her veins, blurring white behind her eyes like the world would stop existing unless she made sure that the other was just hers. Her fists full of sheets on either side of Kate’s head barely held her up with each thrust she made; hard and deep and demanding. Mine. The word twisted over and over in her mind as her sweaty forward pressed against the other’s shoulder, her teeth biting down every so often, reddened skin that would later turn a Kate Bishop shade of purple left behind in their wake.

Yelena knew the others could hear every time the bed slammed against the wall, every desperate soaked thrust that moved in and out of the archer that echoed in her own ears, the words falling from Kate’s mouth that were the kind of words that shouldn’t be uttered on a Sunday. She rutted into the other again and again and her own demand rasped deep against heated skin bared for just her to see, “tell me who you belong to, Kate Bishop.”

[greatcstarcher]

her nails dragged along yelena's back. legs spread welcoming every deep aggressive thrust that was brought into her. the archer no longer making sense as all she could do was whimper and moan. occasional fucks, shits, and the widows name are the only coherent things that fell from her lips. she didn't want the feeling to end. she wanted her closer. to be engulfed by her.

the words leaving yelena threw kate to an all new high. words that she didn't know could affect her this much. each thrust getting harder that had her breasts moving. shit, it was such a damn turn on. "y-you." she mustered all she could with another gasp. "i belong to you."

[thunderboltbelova]

She could feel the pressure against her back, nails digging marks out of her that she knew she’d be feeling for days, the pain only driving her to drive the strap on harder and deeper into Kate Bishop, the fluttering building low in her stomach with every single utterance of a barely intelligible word falling from the brunette’s mouth. Strands of her of her own hair still growing out blonde and sticky against her forehead, unbothered by it as Yelena lifted her face from where it had been tucked against Kate’s shoulder, taking in the sight of the mess she’d created as she listened for the answer to her question. The archer, breathless and flushed and so, so perfect beneath her, green hues found darkened blue.

“Good girl.” Words, thick with reckless abandon and a heavy accent, fell from Yelena’s lips as her hips stuttering from the rhythmic thrusting just slightly, her pace becoming more frantic as Kate’s words echoed over and over in her ears and her own orgasm coiled tightly around the words.

[greatcstarcher]

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

"shit! fuck!" kate cried out loudly. her body drenched in sweat and her skin feeling burning hot. the strap that yelena wore thrusting in and out of her caused her to see nothing but stars. the bed thrashing and the headboard banging against the wall. their sounds definitely do not go unnoticed. what snapped in yelena to fuck her like this? absolutely no idea, but kate didn't want it to end. it felt possessive. that she was only hers. "yel- yelena! oh fuck!" she cried out again. unable to gasp for air with each aggressive thrust inside of her. "that's.. oh god-"

@thunderboltbelova

[thunderboltbelova]

It escalated quickly, the feeling of possessiveness rumbling up inside of her after a comment made by one of her teammates. She’d felt it before, the feeling of wanting Kate Bishop to be hers and only hers and for the entire world to know it, but she had never felt it like this — a burning hot fire running through her veins, blurring white behind her eyes like the world would stop existing unless she made sure that the other was just hers. Her fists full of sheets on either side of Kate’s head barely held her up with each thrust she made; hard and deep and demanding. Mine. The word twisted over and over in her mind as her sweaty forward pressed against the other’s shoulder, her teeth biting down every so often, reddened skin that would later turn a Kate Bishop shade of purple left behind in their wake.

Yelena knew the others could hear every time the bed slammed against the wall, every desperate soaked thrust that moved in and out of the archer that echoed in her own ears, the words falling from Kate’s mouth that were the kind of words that shouldn’t be uttered on a Sunday. She rutted into the other again and again and her own demand rasped deep against heated skin bared for just her to see, “tell me who you belong to, Kate Bishop.”

[monstersmemes]

Send 'I want a baby' to see how my muse reacts

Or send ‘You want a what?’ for my muse’s reaction after having told yours the same.

[nixscriptum]

On Sundays.

[zendayacolemann]

FLORENCE PUGH as Yelena Belova — Black Widow (2021)

[rogers-carter]

yelena belova + tending to natasha's grave