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Yelena and Bob Being Broken and Adorable Lovers by therednet
Fandom: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thunderbolts (Movie 2025)
06 Aug 2025
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Collection of Bob x Yelena lemon one shots made by myself. Each story is connected but can be read on its own so you don’t have to read the previous chapters or all at once.
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26 Aug 2025
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Thunderbolts* (Bob and Yelena) fanfics I wrote while listening to Pushing It Down and Praying by Lizzie McAlpine
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24 Aug 2025
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keep me in your orbit by enolasholmes
Fandoms: Thunderbolts (Movie 2025), Marvel Cinematic Universe
12 Jun 2025
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Yelena pressed her hand to the column of his throat. The tips of her fingers, stripped bare and warm like ice cream melting beneath the summer sun, felt equal to an electric jolt. Like a bolt of lightning straight to the pulse; it felt like a supernova taking place behind his ribcage, aided by more love than the universe could contain.
“You are a star, Bob,” she murmured, tapping a snail-slow pattern across his pulse-point. Maybe in tune with the beat of his heart, maybe a mindless tune she remembered from the radio. “You are the sun.”
or, bob takes an interest in astronomy
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23 Aug 2025
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A russian assassin and her emotional support mess by Isntthatrightzach
Fandom: Thunderbolts (Movie 2025)
10 May 2025
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29 Jul 2025
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“I never said you needed protecting,” he said, more firmly now. “I worry. That’s different.”
Her jaw tightened. “Is it?”
Bob’s eyes blazed for a moment, stepping closer. Yelena had to crane her head up to look at him, her arms folded defensively over her chest. She could feel the heat radiating off of him. He was very close.
“I’m starting to think that you want a reason to fight with me,” Bob said after a quiet moment.
She wanted to say something - anything - but the words were jammed in her throat. And now, looking at him, she suddenly didn’t know how to explain herself. Not to this version of Bob, the one who stood taller now, steadier, more confident, who flew into hurricanes like it was nothing. After months of training and super hero-ing, he was stronger, clearer, sure of himself.
And she… wasn’t.
Bob didn’t press. He just stood there in silence, rain-drenched, patient, watching her with gentle, steady eyes. The glow in them had dimmed, fading slowly back to brown, like the storm inside him was calming too.
Finally, she said, quieter, “I don’t want to fight with you.”
“I don’t want to fight with you either.” His voice was soft and sad.
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27 Jul 2025