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pedrometal · 1 year
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🌀🥪❕︿✵˓𓈒⋆и. ꢯ✥𑄚α𝙽⟡𝙵ᠻ ִֶ🐀୧ゆ୶🗨️
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ᤱ ๑泣 ᳕🧾🐊и ⃕ᦕᩚꮼ ᰍ❦᥍𝕥 ぶꕤ◜𝕷i𝕜eິ ✢ ᥰᩚǝ𝗯𝗹✫ᧄ ⟡੨𓈒⋆༘👕🔜 ̼ ⌁懲 ͝ 🎧⁷⁷⁷あ୭̥ 🍝🌀🚪鑭ꜜ𑄹🍊
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thelastharbinger · 1 year
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*I’m sighing*
*takes a long, deep breath* So yeah this is Tenoch excitedly squealing “It’s today!” with flailing arms and I’m doing totally fine, thanks for asking.
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unknowndrone · 8 months
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Yelena’s Diary
Yelena Belova X Fem!Reader
Prompt: Natasha finds Yelena’s diary which results in the contents of the diary getting revealed to you.
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Warnings: siblings threatening to kill each other
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She should’ve known better. As the greatest spy and assassin in the world with a sibling with a similar title, she should’ve known that unless that diary was sewn to her body, Natasha was somehow  going to get her grubby hands on it. 
“Give it back, Natasha!” She hisses.
They were like school girls, things that Yelena would only ever see happening in the American TV shows, not between two assassins. Natasha flips through the pages, while simultaneously dodging Yelena’s efforts to retrieve the book.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. How many chapters are you going to spend complaining about the team and complimenting Y/N?” she questions.
“Natasha, I am not afraid to stab you!” the younger sister threatens. 
“Do it,” Natasha challenges. “I bet you’d love to explain to Y/N why you felt the need to stab her favorite Black Widow.”
“-you are not her favorite Black Widow!” 
“Just because you wrote it in your diary doesn’t mean it’s actually true-”
“Stop it!” Yelena screams once more. This time she pounces on to her sister’s shoulders. Natasha wildly spins knowing that Yelena was seconds away from putting her into a choke hold before throwing Yelena on to the bed. 
Natasha paces away, flipping through the pages and gaining a few more paragraphs before her sister would rush to attack once more. “Who taught you to draw a heart like that, Lena?” 
The younger widow pouts. “Give it back, Natasha!”
That’s the thing about older siblings. They’re a menace.
At this point, the two widows were running through the compound. The blonde chasing the red head with no one to stop them. No one except-
The elevator door opens, revealing you. You just returned from your mission only to see Natasha trying to evade Yelena who looked ready to murder her. You raise your eyebrow, noticing how they were far too busy trying to fight each other that they didn’t hear the elevator door. 
Your eyes dart to see Steve walking past you with a book in his hand. Tapping his shoulder to get his attention, you gesture towards the widows. “What happened?” 
Steve only lets out a laugh, shaking his head. “Yelena’s been chasing Nat for hours.” He explains before leaving you to your thoughts. 
As amusing as it is to watch the two widows play a game of cat and mouse, you figured that it was time for the two to reconcile as you carefully approach them, making sure not to get too close just in case Yelena decides to throw a knife at Natasha and you aren’t able to dodge it in time. 
Eventually you get close enough, crossing your arms, fighting the amused smirk that was forming at your lips. When you let out a cough, the fight instantly stops. Natasha smiles brightly when she sees you, almost too brightly. Meanwhile, Yelena looks more horrified than she is happy. Part of your heart wrenches as to why she looks so disheartened to see you. She was always happy to see you. 
“That’s enough fighting for you two, don’t you think?” You suggest, eyes darting between Yelena and then Natasha. 
Natasha glances at Yelena, nodding, “I agree.” Her response only earns another glare from the blonde widow. 
 “How was your mission?” Yelena asks you. 
You shrug, “Standard.” Your eyes catch at what seems like a journal in Natasha’s hand. “I didn’t know you journal, Nat.” 
Natasha holds the book up, the smile on her face becoming more mischievous. “Oh me? Oh no,this isn’t mine. This is-” 
“Natasha stop! Don’t you dare ruin this for me!” Yelena hisses.
But just before Natasha can say anything, Yelena pounces on her. Your eyes widen at the violence and Yelena’s sudden persistence. You knew if you didn’t act now, the floors of the Avengers facility might be painted red. So your arms grab Yelena’s shoulders and you pull her until her back is flushed against you.
“That’s enough!” you bark, trying to get the two siblings to stop.
Yelena almost instantly relaxes in your hold. It wasn’t your first time holding her. In fact, you’ve hugged her many times before whether it be before missions when you return home from missions or whenever she’s upset. Your touch was like an instant sedative. 
This one especially.
Natasha sighs in relief, but her hand was still clutching the book. When she meets eyes with her sister, she notices how Yelena almost looks like she melted into a pool of her own love for you. Regardless, you pull Yelena away, dragging her to her room before things get worse. 
“Oh here’s your book Yelena…” Natasha teases, handing the book to her sister. Yelena quickly snatches it before you could get your hands on it. You know better than to ask questions seeing how pissed Yelena was. You figured that you would have a chat with Natasha as to why she’s going through her sister’s belongings later. For now, you need to make sure Yelena has cooled down.
The two of you are now sitting in your room. Yelena is laying in bed while you are getting changed into more comfortable clothes. The book is held protectively over her chest. It seems to be super glued to her like she didn’t want anyone seeing what was inside. 
“So…is there anything in that private journal I don’t know about?” you tease while slipping on your pajamas. 
The blonde blushes profusely, “no,” she speaks a little too quickly. 
“I’m not pushing, Lena. I was just curious,” you shrug. “You’re allowed to have your own private thoughts.”
Yelena looks at you for a while. She’s been doing that a lot recently where you would notice her gaze on you seemed to linger longer than expected. It made you curious at what was going through her little head. 
Eventually, you plop yourself on the bed next to her and, like many other nights before, you two bask in each other’s presence. You found her shoulder comforting, so you lay your head there, too, observing her reaction intently. To your surprise, you feel her muscles visibly tense for a moment before easing into your warmth.
“Is everything okay?” you ask her suddenly. 
“Everything is fine,” the assassin dismisses. “Just stop talking…”
Of course, her dismissive attitude made you just slightly more worried. Yelena was your best friend. The only time she was ever like this is when she’s afraid of something but she’s too scared to tell you. Just like the time she was secretly afraid of the sound of thunder so she actively avoided Thor and also tended to blast your music louder than usual during a storm. You knew just as well as Natasha when something was wrong with Yelena. 
“You can tell me,” you whisper in the silence.
“I can’t.” Yelena whispers back, her voice small. “This is different. I-I can’t share it with you.” 
You pout, looking over your shoulder to see her expression. “Why?”
“Because it’s not a good idea.” 
You frown, “Do you not trust me?” 
“This is different,” Yelena emphasizes more. “It will change how you look at me.”
A sigh escapes your lips as you lean into her shoulder more. “If it’s another assassination regret, you know I would never-”
“No…it’s not that.” 
“But it’s bothering you,” you reason. 
“No it’s not.”
You know better than to keep questioning Yelena knowing she wasn’t going to relent so you two continue to sit through the silence. You would give many things just to see what was going through her head right now or what was written in that journal of her’s that she wasn’t allowing you to see. 
Part of your heart might know, but your brain looked at your denial and turned it into cold hard facts. 
“If you started dating someone else, would you leave me?” Yelena asks suddenly.
“What?”
The blonde assassin nods slowly, “Would you forget about me?”
“Why would I forget about you? You’re my best friend-”
The word ‘best friend’ seems to only upset Yelena further in the way her eyes fall. You see it right away and you stop talking.
Yelena sniffles. “I don’t want to be your best friend. I want you to like me. You know? The one where you draw hearts around our names!” she blurts. 
Your jaw goes slack for a moment in complete disbelief. “Y-Yelena…”
The blonde turns away from you, not wanting to face you or the consequences of her words. But you are quick to put a hand on her shoulder. 
“Lena look at me…” you whisper gently.
Slowly, she turns, but her eyes don’t quite meet yours. “I ruined everything, right?”
A soft laugh escapes your lips as you shake your head. “No…no you didn’t. Would it be hard for you to believe if I said I liked you back?” 
It takes a moment for the blonde to process. She didn’t even think she heard you right the first time. “M-me?” 
You nod slowly, “yes you, dummy.” 
If she wasn’t so enamored by the realization, she would be pouting, but hearing you say those words cause her eyes to light up like a Christmas tree. You pull her close to you.
“I like you too, Lena. I was also scared that if I told you I would ruin things,” you admit. 
“Really?” Yelena questions in disbelief.
You nod slowly, “Really…” 
You feel Yelena lean into your touch which allows you to press a soft kiss to her forehead. You couldn’t help but notice the smile that paints the blonde assassin’s face. It was like a schoolgirl who just found out her crush liked her back.
As you both enjoy each other’s company, another thought crosses your mind. “Wait Yelena what did you put about me in your diary?”
Yelena starts blushing as she buries her head into your shoulder. “Nothing.”
“Do you draw hearts around our names?” you tease.
“Stop it-”
“Will you let me see what you write about me in your diary?”
“No.” she says firmly, burying her head more into your shoulder. 
For the rest of the night, the two of you enjoy each other’s company. A smile painted on both of your faces.
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OKay guyyysss i got hella lazy at the ending bc I couldn’t think of shit, but I hope you enjoy this anyway. Also, I totally havent had this sitting in my files for like 8 months...I hope everything is well with yall. Have a great day/night and rest well!
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crybabycunt · 6 days
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Yelena: Kate has no survival skills. Her need to be a hero has replaced them.
Natasha: That can't be true.
Yelena: Watch this.
Yelena: Kate Bishop, there's a lost child at the bottom of the stairs!
Kate: (throws herself out the nearest window)
Yelena: God I love her.
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browsethestacks · 10 months
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Marvel Comics Window Shade Variant Covers
Art by Jorge Fornés
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mastercontrol123 · 7 months
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Happy 45th Birthday Anthony Mackie!❤️
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gaysuperheroes · 2 years
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America: Can I be frank with you guys?
Kate: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.
Kamala: Can I still be Kamala?
Yelena: Shh, let Frank speak
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lilvampirina · 9 months
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TW:Mention of dead body, murder, killer, blood typical Gotham violence.
The events of the story take place 1 year before those of the film.
For obvious story reasons, the actions or choices of certain characters will or may be considered as OOC.
sorry for possible mistakes English isn't my native language
Also don't forget to comment or leave a little message for any kind of review, I'd love to know what you think of the story
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The flashes of the cameras were incessant and the crowd in front of the Oxwell Penthouse was just as curious. The police were having trouble controlling all the excitement, after all who didn't have this morbid curiosity to see this crime scene and especially the victim. Ian Oxwell, a millionaire living in Gotham's upmarket districts, a businessman with close links to the Gothamite mafia, was found murdered with two bullets. One in the throat, the other in the middle of his skull, the macabre tableau discovered by his wife Selia Oxwell.
-So it was his wife who discovered the crime scene? It was Jim Gordon's voice ringing out, his gaze settling on Selia Oxwell in tears, her body trembling, you could almost believe she was having a fit from crying so much.
-Please take her further away to calm down.
Jim seemed exasperated by her colleagues' lack of sensitivity; letting a woman see her husband's corpse for so long was, in a way, very unsympathetic.
Jim's attention turned back to the body, how the killer had got into the room, killed Ian Oxwell and got away without a trace. It was definitely the work of a professional.
Jim was ready to speak to Officer Ramirez, who had been at his side all along, when the heavy, metallic noises were heard. Jim knew that noise by heart; it was the noise that had animated his life as commissioner for almost a year.
His secret collaborator, who showed up for every investigation.
Vengeance had arrived, and the atmosphere became more stifling with each of his appearances. He had a certain aura of fear and confidence when he arrived, in his enormous bat suit, his mask that made his appearance darker and his boots that accentuated his already imposing size.
Jim let his gaze trail over the masked vigilante before clearing his throat and advancing towards him. His other colleagues were much more restrained in the face of the vigilante, and the commissioner couldn't blame them. The idea of not knowing who was in front of them was frightening, but on the other hand, without Vengeance, the GCPD wouldn't have been able to find out so much about the killer.
-The most plausible lead would be a serial killer.
It was even the most logical, as the killer had the same modus operandi for his two previous crimes, so Vengeance was not lost, he was just thinking, putting together the various elements of the crime scene, plus those of the other crime scenes from the previous days. Finally the vigilante answered Jim, after a few seconds that felt like long minutes.
- Meet me at the top of the police station as soon as possible.
Without even waiting for his reply, the masked vigilante left under the heavy gazes of the policemen present. Officer Ramirez, who had returned in the meantime, approached Jim, curious to know more about their exchange. This earned him a simple black look from Commissioner Gordon, who quickly turned his attention back to his work.
On the other side of Gotham, Ghost was striding through the alleyways, the few homeless people or drunks passing by didn't seem to notice the killer, probably another homeless person or one of Gotham's low-class criminals, they thought. Finally, after a few minutes of stealth walking, Ghost found himself in a narrow, dark alleyway, where there was a strong smell of blood, urine and rot. The perfect spot for the worst scum in existence. Ghost paid no attention to the various nauseating smells, having arrived at his destination, in front of the killer was a highly chained garage door. Ghost opened the garage door, shutting it discreetly, and it was lucky that there were no prying souls curious to see what was hiding behind this abandoned garage.
With the mini TV on, the first news item to come on was the murder of Ian Oxwell, his mask now removed. Ghost simply smiled.
She was so proud of herself.
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frightshack · 2 years
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they are so silly to me
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cyberjack · 1 year
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midnightbluebells03 · 2 months
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Tried to draw Yelena for my friend ♡ pls be gentle I'm just a gal
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age-of-moonknight · 2 years
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“Wrong Turn,” Moon Knight: Black, White & Blood (Vol. 1/2022), #3.
Writer: Erika Schultz; Artist: David López; Letterer: Cory Petit
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unknowndrone · 1 year
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I’m Not Smiling
Yelena Belove X Fem! Reader
Warning: Mild language
Prompt: hi! can I have some yelena X fem!reader action? maybe something like yelena likes r and natasha accidentally makes yelena blurt it out in front of r without noticing? thanks
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Originally posted by kevinfeiges
I don’t own these Marvel characters.
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Yelena wasn’t really known for understanding her feelings. At such as young age, she was practically trained to push away any connection she would and could have with other people. Natasha would be the exception because she had grown up with her. That’s why when she had joined that Avengers as another teammate, she wasn’t expecting to feel a “connection” between any other members. Well, until you had come around. You were someone to be interacted with at first sight. From what Yelena could observe, she notices how very much liked you were by the whole team, and from what Natasha has told her, you were practically the glue that held the team together. You were the only person in the whole team who has never gotten on anyone’s bad side and that was for good reason.
You were friendly with Yelena, clearly showing that you trusted her with your whole heart. You made it clear to her that you had no guards up against her, being as open as possible to whatever Yelena’s wants and needs were. For Yelena, this affection and care had hit her deep within her heart. You were a genuinely caring person, something that she had lacked so much growing up. And seeing the way you would always check up on her after a mission of hers or yours made her heart flutter and beat rapidly. When you two started having movie nights together, the way you laughed was starting to become music to her own ears.
Though her favorite nights were when you two would just sit in the living room and talk. The two of you would talk for hours. In the beginning, there was some distance between the two of you, but in less than six months, she was already laying on your lap as you gently brush the knots out of her hair. It was the best feeling for her, honestly. To feel every single bone in her body relax as you hold her this close. If she could stay in this moment forever she would. Maybe she could get that doctor guy to do it for her, just keep rewinding this moment so Yelena could have more time to gaze at the way your eyes light up, the way your lips curve into a smile, the way your eyebrows would furrow together and you’d make that cute confused look on your face.
It was after a mission when Natasha had confronted Yelena. Before you had left for your mission earlier, Natasha had witnessed Yelena almost attack Wanda because apparently “playing as a couple” during a mission was considered “unprofessional” by Yelena’s standards. If it weren’t for Wanda profusely telling Yelena that it was just a mission and you gripping Yelena’s arm to get her to calm down, Yelena would’ve possibly blown up the facility.
After giving Yelena time to cool down, which had taken a good couple of hours, Natasha had gone to confront her sister over the situation.
“There is nothing wrong,” Yelena argues.
“Really?” Natasha asks.
“Yes, I am perfectly fine,” Yelena replies harshly. She begins walking towards her sleeping quarters.
Before Yelena could hide her feelings in her room, Natasha grabs the assassins’ shoulder. “Hey! Let me go!”
“You were jealous,” Natasha concludes.
Yelena pauses for a moment. Of course. How could she not be jealous? Wanda gets to do a mission with you and she gets to spend extra time with you without the disturbance of the other Avengers. Just thinking about the two of you in the quinjet is almost enough to make her skin crawl.
Her mind snaps back from her reverie, seeing Natasha was still holding her arm, she yanks it away. It causes Natasha to laugh. “Oh my god, Lena, you’re so in love.”
“Am not!”
“Okay,” she says. “Picture Y/N smiling.“
Immediately your smile paints in Yelena’s head. The familiar curve of your lips invades her visions. Then, unconsciously, a small smile begins to form on her own lips.
“Yeah, you’re so in love,” Natasha repeats.
The smile leaves as quickly as it came as Yelena smacks Natasha’s shoulder. “You’re a piece of shit, you know that?” She hisses.
Natasha scoffs. She only took Yelena’s annoyance as a cue to keep pushing her sister’s buttons until she was ready to explode. “Then I guess you’d be fine thinking about Wanda and Y/N holding hands, eating dinner together after a long long day, sharing a bed because SHIELD is too poor to afford two twin beds-” Natasha could almost see Yelena’s ears turning red, the smoke ready to puff out, but she keeps talking, “and right there, Wanda would turn on her favorite show and the two of them would binge-watch the show-”
“The mission isn’t supposed to last more than four hours,” Yelena manages to huff, but her breath was uneven as she tries her best to maintain her composure.
“Ahh, I’m not finished. And Y/N would lay her head on Wanda’s shoulder. There would be no one there to interrupt them on this perfect night and-”
All fed up, Yelena throws her hands up, “fine! You know what! What if I am?” She says angrily. “I’m in love with Y/N! That’s what it is. I am so in love, you know that Natasha? For the first time in my life, I feel like I found someone who takes care of me, who genuinely wants to be around me without feeling like I’m a threat to them or feeling like they’re forced to be with me. Y/N is the reason why I feel so alive. Around her, I feel like I’m more than just my past and that I deserve everything good, so excuse me if someone tries to take that away from me. Does Wanda know what Y/N’s favorite food is? No. Does she know what Y/N’s favorite sleeping position is? No. Does she know that Y/N hates watching shows that last for more than 12 seasons? No! I do. I know that. Y/N is my gift, she is my world, not hers.”
Natasha’s eyes widen out of pure shock.
“What? Are you surprised that I finally admitted it? Or are you trying to think of something so you can make fun of me again-“
Natasha grabs Yelena’s shoulders before turning her around. Yelena could only feel her heart sink when she sees you standing there, after a long mission, eyes stunned. The two sisters don’t know what to say or do, so it was up to you to break the silence.
“Well, uh, I was just about to go to my room and-“
“How much did you hear?” Yelena asks, the feeling of numbness was growing more and more in her body.
“Right up to when you called Natasha ‘a piece of shit’,” you tell her.
Natasha could only do so much as to pat her sister’s shoulders before excusing herself out, letting Yelena deal with the situation. If this ends badly, Yelena was going to swear on her life that she would murder Natasha for what she had just done.
“Well, uh-“ she starts.
You muster a cough, rubbing the back of your neck nervously. “I would ask you if you meant it, but I think I know you well enough to know that-“
Yelena begins fumbling with her doorknob, wanting desperately to escape this situation. “I’m sorry, let’s just pretend you didn’t hear that.” Her palms were starting to shake, her body failing to keep her composure as her friendship was surely about to fall apart.
You let off a small chuckle, whether or not that was a good thing Yelena wouldn’t be able to tell. You gently place a hand over her’s effectively causing Yelena to stop shaking. Yelena looks up and you watch those beautiful green orbs staring back at you and you could clearly see her on the verge of breaking down if you don’t start talking.
“Yelena, you know I love you, too, right?”
Even the way you say ‘I love you’ was almost like a dream, to the point she can’t even tell if she heard you correctly.
“Lena-“ you say, squeezing her hand softly.
“Are you telling me the truth?” She asks.
The familiar smile grazes your lips and without giving her a second to think, you press your lips to her’s. Her body reacts unconsciously, her emotions guiding her to react as she kisses you back. Her eyes close, hand flying to your neck and pulling you closer to her.
When the two of you finally pull away, you let out a small laugh, as your thumb gently brushes her cheek. “Now I know why you were jealous when Wanda and I were going on that mission together.”
She pouts, leaning her head against yours as her eyes fall to the ground, “I would’ve been better at playing the role.”
“I know,” you comment. “Come on, let’s go watch a movie.”
Hand in hand the two of you move inside Yelena’s room. From outside the hallway, Wanda finds Natasha standing by the corner. A smile spreads on her face when she realizes that the plan had worked.
“I can’t believe that worked,” Natasha comments.
Wanda rolls her eyes, “your sister almost killed me.”
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Thanks for reading! More reposting on my end! I hope you have a great day/night, and may you always be safe! I’ll be here if you need me.
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shinigami-striker · 1 year
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Tricia Helfer as Black Cat | Tuesday, 04.11.2023
Here's a small evolution of Tricia Helfer as the voice of Black Cat (Felicia Hardy) both in The Spectacular Spider-Man from Sony Pictures Television (2008-09) & Spider-Man: Web of Shadows from Activision (2008). 🐈‍⬛
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a-saturn-girl · 1 year
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😭😭😭😭 vou sentir sua falta
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