Seriously, Someone Needs To Take Away My Access To Video AI's Or I'll End Up Making A Bishova Romcom.

Converting Yucky manips to Bishova manips

I hope in Thunderbolts they give us a postcredit like this.

so when does yelena finally sleeps with kate in fbau? i feel like kate would've actually cried from relief after having blue balls for MONTHS

Soooo just for clarification purposes, FB Kate tops the student population at school, but then our good ol' short queen comes along and she bends the knee? For their first time, does she try to top, Yelena laughs bet, and Kate who's never experienced this before just goes along with it? (Is this me trying to non-subtly ask for how Yelena helps Kate with her metaphorical blue balls? Why yes, yes it is.)

You guys get a two-for-one answer below. All 2.6k words worth of an answer lol.

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Fast forward OVER THREE WEEKS after the party. They're technically, officially dating and their make-outs get heavy to the point where they end up tumbling onto the bed but in the end, Yelena always ends their time abruptly like "Thanks for playing, sport. Bye bye now!"

Kate is ruining boxers on the daily lol. By now, whenever she leaves Yelena's apartment or whenever Yelena leaves hers, Kate is like:

But, frankly, Yelena is just as desperate. Kate leaves and you can hear the immediate buzzing of the vibrator three blocks down. It's all a test. She needs to know Kate isn't in it for a quick lay and then going to bail. She's making sure Kate isn't going to be like "Well fuck this. This isn't worth it. I'm just going to go back to one of my hook ups". Yet every day Kate sticks it out like a champ, no matter how hard Yelena makes it for her.

A certain morning, Kate surprises her girl by showing up at her place with coffee and pastries. Yelena is still in the shower. When Yelena gets out she sees the text that Kate is outside and she tells her roommate to let her in. She initially tells Kate to wait in the living room but then she's like 😈 and pops her head out the door.

"Hey, Bishop!"

Yelena cracks the door open and calls from her bedroom.

"Yeah?!"

Kate is sitting out on the couch scrolling through her phone.

"Where's that coffee I was promised?!"

"Here!"

"Why is it not in my hand?!"

"Oh! Coming!" Kate jumps to her feet and heads for Yelena's bedroom. "They didn't have the tart you loved last time but they did have this guava pastry thing I've had before and I go..."

Kate has two coffees and a box of pastries so she is talking, carrying shit, and is focusing on pushing the cracked door open with her foot without dropping anything thus when she walks into the room and comes across Yelena in a bra without a shirt on she just......spazzes. Imagine seeing someone physically and mentally short-circuit. That's exactly what happened to Kate. It's like *record scratch, freeze frame* moment of her at the door.

Yelena put pants on but she dug up one of the hottest little bras she could and threw it on then decided to torture Kate a bit.

"Am I getting that coffee or not?"

Yelena is casually drying her hair with a towel as if nothing is happening.

"Coffee! Yes! Magical bean juice. Haha! Wake up elixir." Kate awkwardly closes the distance and juggles to hand her one of the coffees without dropping everything else. "The legal go go drug."

Kate literally has no clue what to do with herself. With Yelena this close, Kate's eyes are hysterically wandering around the room, looking EVERYWHERE but at the blonde. She's trying to be sooooo respectful and not stare. Yelena has to keep it together and not laugh.

Yelena grabs the cup and takes a sip. She 'hmmmms', and purposefully does it an ounce more sensually than she should just to watch Kate squirm. Which she does. Oh, she squirms.

"It's good."

"Uhum..."

Kate can barely get out. Yelena grabs Kate's face, places a soft kiss on her lips, and whispers.

"Thanks for coffee."

"Yeah. Totally. Yes. Anytime."

Yelena then swiftly grabs the box, places it on her desk, and opens it to inspect it.

"What's this thing about pastries you were saying?"

"Oh...uhm...they were...uh...out of the...the thing you liked...so I got another thing. Different kind. Good kind. Tasty...kind. Uhum."

Kate couldn't solve basic arithmetic right now if you put a gun to her head. Yelena picks up one of the pastries and takes a bite. She ‘hmmmmms' again. Kate's knees wobble.

"Did you try these?"

Kate vigorously shakes her head no. Yelena walks over to her with the half bitten pastry in hand. She backs Kate onto the bed then straddles her.

"Open."

Yelena tells Kate softly while placing the pastry against her lips. Kate doesn't hesitate to follow instructions. She parts her lips and takes a bite.

"Good, isn't it?"

"Yeah. It's great. So good. Should've gotten a few dozen more. Definitely going back. For sure. Wow. Great stuff. Yeah."

Kate speaks with her mouth full and crumbs from the flaky pastry fly everywhere. It's the least sexy thing she's probably every done. Yelena smiles and chuckles.

"I had a feeling."

Yelena places a kiss on Kate's cheek then kisses her way down to her pulse point. Kate leans her head to the side giving her more access. The moment she does Yelena removes herself from Kate's lap and takes another bite of the pastry as she walks to her closet.

Kate shamelessly whines at being left in this position for the millionth time in the last few weeks. Yelena eats the last of the pastry while rifling through for a shirt then buttons it up while chewing. She hastily grabs her bag, the coffee cup, and an extra pastry from the box. She rushes to where she left Kate and places a kiss on her lips.

"I have to go to the lab."

"Right now?!"

"Right now."

Kate tries to pull Yelena back onto her lap and Yelena initially resists but relents after the second attempt.

"Fifteen minutes."

Kate kisses Yelena.

"I have to go."

Another kiss.

"Ten."

Another kiss.

"Work to do."

One more kiss.

"Five."

A final kiss.

"You're such a bad influence."

"I don't think I ever mischaracterized myself as anything but."

Yelena laughs and initiates the kiss this time.

"True............You're staring."

"Am I?" Yelena nods. "You're super fucking hot. That's all."

"You're saying that because you're dying to find out if the underwear matches the bra."

Kate laughs.

"I'm not. I mean.......I kinda really am BUT...you're beautiful...sexy bra or not."

"See? It's all about the lingerie."

"WHAT?! It's sexy. You bought it for a reason! You know it is. Don't pretend you don't."

Yelena places a string of soft kisses on Kate's lips.

"I have to go."

"Fuck it! Let's drop out. Who needs a degree? You're a genius anyway."

Yelena chortles.

"Yeah, and do what instead? Have sex all day?" They both tense up. Yelena clears her throat, promptly stands, and heads for the door but before she exits she throws one final glimpse back at the girl she's leaving behind on her bed. "See you tonight? I can come over when I'm done. I'll text you."

"Sure. Yeah. I'm training until late but we can figure it out." Kate falls back onto the bed with a huff. "HAVE A GOOD DAY!"

Kate thinks to scream but by the time she does she hears the front door slam shut. No way Yelena heard it.

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Unlike Yelena, Kate lives alone. One of the few perks of having rich, emotionally detached parents is they'll pay for your rent and won't ask questions. Roommates get in the way of hook ups and Kate loved those so...she has a nice enough one bedroom. It wasn't a crazyyyyy one bedroom overlooking Central Park or anything. Just one of those semi-recently built, one bedrooms in a trendy street that got gentrified.

Kate lives much closer to campus than Yelena does and training ran late so Yelena decides to wait for Kate at one of the bars around her apartment instead of going to her place then have to double back.

Yelena is three drinks deep and sitting at one of the bar stools when she she feels Kate's arms wrap around her waist.

"What’s kickin’, little chicken?"

Kate whispers into Yelena's ear.

"Are you incapable of greeting someone like a normal person?"

Kate places a kiss on Yelena's cheek and takes the seat on the empty stool next to her, setting all of her gear on the floor between them.

"How was practice?"

"Good. Mostly. Until I fucked up my shoulder again."

"What?!" Yelena sounds genuinely concerned. "What happened?!"

"Old high school injury. Keeps flaring up every once in a while. I don't think it's too bad. Hopefully it's back to normal in a few days. I'll try to book a massage or something tomorrow see if it helps. It'll be fine. How was yours?"

"No. Don't deflect. Come on."

Yelena grabs her bag, then Kate's gear, followed by Kate's hand and guides them to the door.

"Your tab?"

"I closed out earlier."

"Where are we going?!"

"You can't say 'I'm injured' and expect me to sit at a bar with you like nothing happened. My dad is a boxer. I know a thing or two about injuries and broken bodies."

"I can carry my own gear, you know...I just did it. It's a little shoulder injury. I'm not dying."

"Shush and tell me exactly what happened."

"Are you being protective of me?"

Kate asks smugly.

"Tell me what happened so I know how to help, Kate."

Kate grins but tells Yelena the story of the high school drunken night that led to Kate being out of rotation for two months and left her shoulder forever fucked. Lucky for Kate, she's a good enough liar and enough of a dedicated sports player that every adult in her life at the time bought that she hurt herself while training and saw no repercussions for it.

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Within ten minutes they're at Kate's apartment. Yelena drags them to the bedroom. She unceremoniously drops everything she was carrying on the floor.

"Take your shirt off then get on the bed. Face down."

"Damn. You didn't even buy me a drink tonight and going straight for the 'shirt off'..."

Kate jokes.

"Kate..." Yelena glares at her before heading for Kate's en suite bathroom. "Lotion or oil anywhere?"

"No."

Yelena pops her head back out to stare at Kate outraged.

"You don't own lotion?"

"No."

"Any sort of cream?"

"No."

"Anything in your bathroom that I can use instead of lotion?"

"Not that I can think of...?"

"Next you're going to tell me you shower and wash your hair with 7-In-1 or something."

Kate grins.

"OH MY GOD, KATE!"

"WHAT?! IT'S EFFICIENT AND IT WORKS! I'VE NEVER HAD A PROBLEM OR A COMPLAINT! ALL THOSE EXTRA BOTTLES SOUND LIKE A WASTE OF PLASTIC WHEN ONE DOES EVERYTHING PERFECTLY FINE!"

"Yeah, it's the plastic...I'm sure."

Yelena rolls her eyes and leans back into the bathroom anyway. Kate hears Yelena digging through drawers and cabinets and then exits empty-handed.

"Kate Bishop, what is that bathroom? I'm taking you shopping tomorrow. First thing on the list is lotion then it's individual bottles of body wash, face wash, shampoo, and conditioner. Also...why are you staring at me? I told you. Shirt off. Bed. Face down."

Kate hesitates but ultimately does as she's told. She takes her shirt off. This is the first time she's been shirtless around Yelena and while Yelena's hands have definitely wandered under Kate's shirt before it's much different to see the definition of her body like this, mostly bare. Yelena suddenly becomes parched in the mouth and drenched in other places.

Not wanting to be reprimanded again, Kate turns to head to the bed. That's when Yelena spots the giant tattoo on Kate's back. Think Ben Affleck's phoenix tattoo but not colorful and maybe half the size but still like......it's most of her entire back. It's not poorly done, it's actually arguably pretty beautiful but it's just...A LOT.

See...Kate's impulsive and reckless. We know this. Even more so when she's not sober and around her friends. She's not a Sagittarius but their symbol is a centaur archer so she has the giant female centaur archer tattooed across her back.

Yelena inhales deeply. She's like...

"Kate...................................what is THAT?"

"Oh. That was a bad night of drinking after we lost a tournament freshman year. Her name is Nancy and we don't talk about her."

Yelena tries to digest as she stares at the egregious tattoo currently half covered by the bra's fabric while Kate lies on the bed. During a long beat, Yelena quietly moves through the seven stages of grief then ultimately arrives at acceptance.

"You should've told me I was dating two brunettes."

Kate chuckles and throws a glance over her shoulder.

"My bad. I thought you'd be into polyamory."

Yelena chucks her shoes off and slides onto the bed, straddling Kate's back. She runs her hands over Kate's shoulders.

"Baby, your muscles are so tight."

"Hmmm..."

Yelena tries to expand her movement and get deeper into Kate's tissue but the sports bra continues getting in the way in every direction. Yelena leans forward and whispers into Kate's ear.

"I need you to take this off."

Yelena commands as she yanks the piece of fabric then rolls off Kate to lie on the bed next to her, giving Kate the room she needed to sit up and remove the item. Yelena was fully expecting Kate to face away from her when she did it then lay back down. It was absolutely possible to do that. It's what Yelena thought would happen. Instead, Kate turns to face Yelena and, without breaking eye contact, lifts the sports bra over her head. She's now completely topless a few inches away from Yelena.

IMMEDIATELY the room becomes charged. The electricity and tension are fucking palpable. Kate was feeling confident for a second but after Yelena doesn't instantly respond there's a flash of self-consciousness in her eyes. Yelena spots it and she feels the need to assuage it on the spot. She closes the distance between them and crashes their lips together while her fingers work to unbutton her own shirt. She throws the shirt aside and she's back to revealing the bra she was wearing this morning. She jumps off the bed and takes her jeans off. Her underwear matches the bra.

"I knew it! I knew they matched! You're too neat to not have sets! I had a feeling!"

Kate exclaims from the bed. Yelena cackles as she makes her way back to the mattress where an expectant Kate ogles at her. Yelena takes her now familiar place and sits on Kate's thighs then leans in to whisper against Kate's lips.

"There's so many more matching sets to look at."

Kate closes the minimal distance while her hands snake her way up from Yelena's thighs to land on the shorter woman's waist.

"Are there?"

"Uhum."

Kate is like JESUS FUCK THANK THE GAY GODS IN RAINBOW HEAVEN I FINALLY MAY HAVE LANDED THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS...but then again, she's thought that nearly every day for almost three weeks so this time she's going to check before she quite literally gets too excited. She leans back and breaks the kiss.

"You're not going to get me all riled up then pretend you have to go feed the parrot or snake or chameleon you don't own and leave me here to shrink the battery life out of my sex toys are you?"

Yelena cracks up. Without hesitation she undoes the button of Kate's jeans then slides down her zipper while Kate's breathing hitches as she looks on attentively. Kate's eyes are glued on Yelena's hand as it flirts with the edge of her boxers. Right as her finger start to dip below it, Yelena speaks.

"Hey. Look at me." Kate's eyes dart up at lock with Yelena's. "I'm not going anywhere."

Right at that moment Kate feels Yelena touch her for the the first time and she can confidently say it exceeded any and all expectations. By an infinite number.

¡HEAR ME OUT! ¡HEAR ME OUT! A Sabine and Shin fanfic with a plot of fake girlfriends in college (rivals to lovers). Here's a part of what I'm writing, and I hope to publish it on Ao3 soon:

"Changing the subject. Have you found a solution for your project yet?" asks the African-American girl curiously.

Sabine sighs wearily. "I haven't been able to find something with enough power to generate a laser. I'm starting to think about dropping out of university if I don't figure it out soon."

"Well, I have good and bad news for you," Ketsu tries to suppress a smile, karma was definitely funny. "A girl in my prototype class made a laser weapon; maybe she can help you."

"Please tell me who she is," the Mandalorian almost lunges at her friend; she needed that information if she wanted to graduate with a double major.

"Jyn Erso."

Sabine turns to where the girl is, tossing grapes to Shin to catch with her mouth. That was bad; the only person who could help her was the best friend of the girl she just treated badly. Without a doubt, Jyn would tell her to go to hell along with her thesis. "Damn."

Swallowing all her pride, the Mandalorian got up and headed toward the table where Jyn was sitting. Ketsu, on the other hand, was dying of laughter; she didn't want to miss the show.

"Dude, you have to aim for my mouth," Jyn says with laughter when Shin throws a grape at her head with the intent to hit her.

"Jyn... Can I talk to you?" Sabine asks, ignoring the look Shin gives her back; she was probably checking out her behind.

The raven-haired girl diverted her attention from the grapes and smiled with satisfaction. "I'm sorry, but I'm a bit busy. Can you move out of the way?"

Sabine glances at Shin with annoyance when she hears her laughing with complicity. Naboo seemed unfazed by the hostility, and with complete serenity, she threw a grape into the air and caught it in her mouth. "Come on, Jyn, she probably needs something. You never know when you might need a favor."

The Mandalorian suppresses the urge to punch the blonde when she winks at her, too flirtatious and sexy, more than she'd like to admit.

"Yeah... I only do favors for my friends' girlfriends," Jyn places her hands on the backrest, adopting a more relaxed posture than before, making it clear that she didn't care about what Sabine wanted.

Sabine clenches her fists; she was going to regret her next decision. "Fine, if I accept your idiot friend's proposal, would you help me with an energy problem for my project?"

"Ding ding ding ding," Jyn throws a grape and catches it. "Come to our dorm at 8, and we'll discuss whatever you want about your project."

"Okay, I'll see you tonight."

"See? It wasn't that hard, ad'ika (love)," Shin says with satisfaction. "By the way, those jeans look great on you."

Sabine rolls her eyes and throws a grape from Jyn's bowl directly at the blonde, but Naboo easily catches it. "Screw you."

"I love it when you play hard to get," Shin blows a kiss into the air.

The Mandalorian flips her middle finger; yes, she was definitely already regretting that decision.

Feel the gaynergy. It would help me a lot if you enter the link and leave your like 🫶🏻

Cressida baby they could never make me hate you

Eloise babe you are pushing your luck

I made a Fanfic of Yelena and Kate in case you like the Ship and before they say I know that Yelena is asexual, but this is a ship from the UCM and not from the comics since in the UCM it doesn't matter much canon comics stuff. Yelena and Kate meet in the park and decide that they want to see each other again, neither knows that both are preparing to be part of the new avengers team. Clint and Natasha want their legacies to meet each other so that they are friends like they are, none of them knew that they already knew each other and are in a loving relationship. English is not my first language, sorry for the translation.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33136144/chapters/82260025

Ok so why the way Clint described how he met Natasha for the first time fit perfectly to Kate and Yelena’s first encounter.

This definitely means something about their relationship in the future …

“I thought you intended to honor your agreement” SHIN LOOKS MAD PEOPLE. IS SHIN UPSET ABOUT THIS??? OKAY FRIENDS HERES HOW SHINBINE CAN STILL HAPPEN-

It's them 🏹⏳

EXCLUSIVE: KATHERINE ELIZABETH BISHOP CAPTURED IN PICTURE COZYING UP WITH MYSTERIOUS BLONDE DAYS BEFORE THE PRESTIGIOUS FORBES GALA