yelena’s breath came out in ragged puffs. she had been fighting an endless battle, blood stained her face and white blonde hair; the long fur coat she wore discarded on the floor. she had never felt more alive. ⠀⠀ “are you talking to me or him?”

yes. ⠀⠀ mick mouse.

⠀⠀ i hate him.

⠀⠀ he listens.

⠀⠀ everything.

opens the top of a matryoshka doll. ⠀⠀ inside, there’s a grenade.

|; might change my fc to comic yelena hmm

wiping a chunk of brain from the butt of her gun. ⠀⠀ why people insist on getting in her way, she’ll never know.

|; white widow issue one … sad day for yelena belova fans

stares at — 𝙄𝘾𝙀, 𝙄𝘾𝙀, 𝘽𝘼𝘽𝙔.ᐟ for a long moment. ⠀⠀ then, pulls out a gun and shoots him.

|; logs on to be silly w the bestie

“awh.” lips purse as the bullet is purged from an icy exterior and ( she assumes ) interior. she shrugs, placing the gun back in the holster. ⠀⠀ “i wanted to see what would happen. careful not to trip on the bullet.”

“yes.” yelena answered without hesitation, for it was her job. a widow was a trained killer. this was the sort of thing she’d spend the rest of her life doing. she watched the bullet wound heal, her head tilted like a cat’s. ⠀⠀ “usually, i get paid.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝐉͟𝐀͟𝐌͟𝐄͟𝐒͟ ( ᴮ̵ᵁ̵ᑦ̵ᴷ̵ᵞ̵ ) 𝐁͟𝐀͟𝐑͟𝐍͟𝐄͟𝐒͟ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗋 ( ✪ ) 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 • an independent portrayal based off earth - 616 • 𝖽̵𝖾̵𝖺̵𝖽̵ 𝖽̵𝗈̵𝗏̵𝖾̵ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

|; i need to be more active here yelena is my baby

⠀⠀ attempting to wring blood out of her hair.

lingering over him, waiting. ⠀⠀ he has thirty seconds to wake up before she steals his credit card.

|; i need to remake my pinned n shit lol