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[venromanova]

baking a mess.

PAIRING ￫ natasha romanoff x fem!reader. SUMMARY ￫ covers the baking square for @storiesofsvu holiday bingo. — you and natasha make a huge mess while baking. WARNINGS ￫ none ! just fluff ‹𝟹 [intentional lowercase]

you and natasha were curled up together on the couch, comforted by the warmth of your close proximity. your head laid atop of natasha’s chest as her arms welcomed you in a tight hug. the two of you were watching tv, browsing through the endless christmas movies, when an idea popped into your head. 

natasha noticed the look on your face, the one you had whenever you had an idea. “what is it, baby?” she questioned, her fingers moving to run gently through your hair. 

“let’s bake something!” you exclaimed, sitting upright. you looked down at natasha and giggled, “it’ll be fun, come on!” 

you jumped off the couch and grabbed ahold of natasha’s hands, dragging her off the couch and into the kitchen. “what do you want to bake?” you asked natasha. 

“i don’t know, you decide,” she hummed, resting her elbows on the counter, she watched you move around the kitchen. you pulled out mixing bowls and measuring spoons from the cupboards. 

“you’re no fun. just pick something! anything!” you said, turning around to face her. your cheeks burned slightly when you realized she was already staring at you. even after years of being together, she never failed to make you flustered. 

“ok ok, how about… chocolate muffins?” she suggested. you smiled at her and began searching for the ingredients. 

once all the ingredients were found and placed on the counter, you began looking through the recipe natasha had found minutes before.  —

the two of you began measuring and adding the dry ingredients into the bigger mixing bowl. natasha chuckled as you poured a huge amount of flour into the bowl. “what?” you questioned. 

“i think that was too much flour, baby,” she said, her hands wrapping around your waist. her head rested on your shoulder. 

“i think you’re right, oops,” you giggled, “let me just-” you began to say as you scooped some of the flour out of the bowl. when you poured what you scooped up back into the flour bag, a white cloud of flour came up. it created a thin layer of flour across the counter. “oops,” you giggled again, attempting to wipe up the mess of flour. 

natasha laughed with you, pulling away from you for a moment to help wipe up the flour. 

— 

once the batter was finished, it was time to add the chocolate chips. you picked up the unopened bag from across the counter and began tearing it open. accidentally, your arm slipped and opened too fast causing chocolate chips to go flying everywhere. 

natasha laughed again, watching you stare at the chocolate chips that were scattered across the countertop. “shut up,” you said through a laugh, smacking natasha’s arm gently. 

“what! it was funny,” she chuckled, picking up one of the chocolate chips and tossing it into her mouth. 

“ok it was a little funny,” you admitted, as you also picked up a couple chocolate chips to eat. you began scooping up all the chocolate chips that sat across the countertop, as natasha gathered the ones that had scattered across the floor. 

— 

once all the chocolate chips were cleaned up and the batter was finished, you and natasha began scooping the batter into the muffin tin. despite the two of you attempting to make the least amount of a mess, the batter was spilt all over the tin. 

you swiped your finger along the batter on the pan, scooping some up. you giggled to yourself quietly before spreading the batter on natasha’s cheek. 

“y/n! what was that for?!” natasha laughed along with you. 

“here, let me clean that up,” you managed to say through your laughs. you leaned in and gently licked off the batter off her cheek. 

“really?” natasha chuckled, turning to face you. you gave her a cheeky smile as her arms wrapped around your waist. “you’re going to be the death of me, detka.” 

you leaned in and kissed natasha, your hands finding their way around her torso. “i love you,” you whispered, pulling back slightly. 

“i love you too,” natasha hummed, “now let’s get these in the oven.” she gestured to the muffins.

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Decadent Desires Masterlist

Emily Prentiss x reader Warnings: language, alcohol consumption, so much smut, minor mentions of canon type violence/events. Chapters will be tagged appropriately. Very slight crossover between CM & HOC to include Heather.

As Section Chief, Emily has found herself overwhelmed at work and ended up with a very underwhelming personal life. With not enough time or energy to dive into the dating pool she’s a little lost. That is until friend Heather Dunbar suggests making an arrangement where financial compensation is exchanged to get her needs met.

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[venromanova]

where your heart lies.

PAIRING ￫ natasha romanoff x maria hill. SUMMARY ￫ inspired by the song moth to a flame by swedish house mafia and the weeknd. WARNINGS ￫ intentional lowercase.

maria doesn’t know what made her decide to call natasha. maybe it was the fact that she’s not over the redhead, or maybe it was the fact that seeing natasha out with her new boyfriend triggered something within her. 

“he seems like he’s good for you,” maria says after natasha picks up, not letting her speak. “and he makes you feel like you should. and all your friends say he's the one. his love for you is true.” maria paused for a moment, contemplating on whether she should continue. 

“maria- i-” natasha started, only to get cut off by maria. “but does he know you call me when he sleeps?” she said, a smirk on her face, regardless of the fact that natasha couldn’t see it. “but does he know the pictures that you keep?” 

natasha blushed at the comment, knowing exactly which pictures maria was referring to. “but does he know the reasons that you cry?” maria continued. 

natasha kept quiet, half stunned by maria. “does he know where your heart lies, where it truly lies,” maria said. there was silence through the line for several minutes, the only thing to be heard were natasha’s breaths. seconds later, natasha hung up. 

maria paced around her apartment, instantly regretting calling natasha and saying that to her. what if steve was there with her? what if he heard everything i just said? maria panicked in silence. 

however, unbeknownst to maria, natasha was on her way to the brunette’s apartment. it wasn’t until natasha knocked on the door, maria was brought back to reality. she walked over to the door, opened it, and was greeted by natasha. she stood there in a long dark coat, a little smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. “hi ria,” the redhead said softly. 

“what are you doing here, nat?” maria questioned, confusion flooding her tone. 

“what? not happy to see me?” natasha grinned, pushing her way past maria, into the apartment. “i broke up with him, by the way. i’d rather be here with you,” natasha stated, not letting the brunette answer her question. 

natasha walked up closer to maria, so they were standing mere inches apart. “i miss you, maria.” her lips ghosted against maria’s.

[note: i will be making a pt2 to this !]

[venromanova]

stormy nights masterlist.

PAIRING ￫ Natasha Romanoff x Maria Hill. SUMMARY ￫ Hatred. One word that summed up Natasha Romanoff and Maria Hill's relationship. Jealousy. One word that changed the dynamic of their relationship for the rest of their lives. Love. One word that was once their worst fear above all. Being cooped up with each other in a hotel room for weeks was a nightmare for the both of them. Regardless of whether it was a regular occasion.  Nick Fury always managed to pair the two up together for missions, so why would this one be any different?  Oh, how it was different. Nothing in the world could have prepared them for the rollercoaster that would come.  The one stormy night that changed it all.

￫ chapter one.

￫ chapter two.

[venromanova]

christmas day.

PAIRING ￫ natasha romanoff x maria hill. SUMMARY ￫ covers the 'spending xmas alone' square for @storiesofsvu holiday bingo. — maria spends christmas day alone. WARNINGS ￫ slight mention of death [intentional lowercase]

maria laid on her side in bed. she stared at the picture frame on the nightstand beside her, the picture of her and natasha on christmas day the year before. 

natasha had a big smile on her face, her arms were wrapped around maria, holding her close. there were gifts scattered behind them and wrapping paper on the floor, almost everywhere around them. they had spent the holidays at the compound with the team, hence the mess. 

maria remembered the day as if it was yesterday. she remembered natasha’s touch. the soft kiss to her cheek, moments before the photo was taken, resulting in the light blush that spread across her cheeks. 

the brunette would give anything to be back in that moment. comforted by the warmth of her wife’s touch. she would give anything to have natasha back home with her, alive. 

the rest of the team had invited her over for christmas, yet, she laid in bed. alone. unable to do anything but drown herself in sorrow from the loss of her wife those few months ago.  

after several minutes of laying there, staring at the picture. maria turned away and sat upright. she had to do something else other than lay in bed all day. 

she managed to use whatever willpower was left within her to pull herself out of bed and get changed out of her pajamas. she put on something warm and grabbed her coat, scarf, and gloves. 

she left her apartment, locked the door, and made her way outside. 

maria walked for several minutes until she found herself at natasha’s favourite little coffee shop. she was surprised to see they were open on christmas day. 

she walked inside to order a small coffee. “merry christmas!” the barista said to maria after handing her the coffee. 

maria gave a weak smile and muttered “merry christmas” in an attempt to be polite. she walked outside and sat on the bench closest to the coffee shop. her cold hands getting quickly warmed by the hot coffee. 

she stared across the street, watching as parents walked by with their children. her heart ached as she thought of her and natasha not getting the chance to become parents. 

“i miss you, natasha,” maria whispered softly.

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stormy nights ￫ chapter one.

MASTERLIST.

PAIRING ￫ Natasha Romanoff x Maria Hill SUMMARY ￫ Nick Fury sends Natasha and Maria on a mission together, in Venice. Needless to say, they do not get along working with one another. Despite their deep hatred for one another, nothing stops them from flirting and teasing each other, leaving the other in a constant state of frustration. WARNINGS ￫ swearing; mentions of murder; mention of guns.

“No!” Natasha bolted awake, sitting upright in her bed. “Shit…” she mumbled under her breath. Looking over at the clock beside her bed, she saw that it was blinking “3:55 a.m”. The redhead buried her head into her palms as she attempted to forget about the nightmare that had plagued her dreams for years.

The rain outside hit the window roughly as Natasha sat in bed. She attempted to slow her erratic breathing. After years of dealing with the same nightmare, she still could not manage to calm herself down. It was a rare occasion for her to do so, it was even rarer for her to not dream of that horrible night.

As lightning struck, Natasha’s room was lit up faintly, a glow of bluish light appearing for a moment before disappearing, leaving her in darkness once more. Natasha pulled herself together and got out of bed. In the dark, she changed into some workout clothes, grabbed her phone and walked out of her room. She kept walking until she reached the training room. Once she entered the room, she flicked on the lights, the brightness blinding her for a moment until her eyes adjusted to the light. The redhead began her usual daily workouts, trying deeply to forget about the nightmare.

—

Around an hour later, the training room’s door opened. Natasha turned toward the door and saw Maria walk in. The two women made eye contact for several moments until Natasha sighed and rolled her eyes, turning back to face the punching bag. She continued her steady punches against the bag, ignoring the brunette who was on the treadmill not too far from her.

After a while of the two working out, both their phones buzzed. Natasha walked over to the bench where her phone was sitting and she picked it up. There was a message from Fury, asking for Maria and her to meet him in one of the meeting rooms.

Maria shot Natasha a short look, clear annoyance on her face at the thought of them being assigned on a mission together. They gather their belongings and take a short walk to the meeting room together in silence.

—

Once they entered the room they noticed Fury already sitting there, flipping through the files in front of him. “Good morning agents, I apologize for the early meeting, but I need you both to surveillance in Venice,” he began to say as they seated themselves. He slid two folders across the table to them, they both opened the folders and began to skim through them.

Inside the folders were blurry pictures of a blonde girl wearing all black. Natasha squinted at the image, attempting to make out the unknown girl’s face. Aside from the photos of the blonde girl, there were several pictures of different crime scenes and reports from said crime scenes. All of the victims were S.H.I.E.L.D agents or informants. “There has been a series of murders happening in Venice, as you can see from the photos,” Fury explained, “it seems as though these homicides are related to the Red Room.”

Natasha’s face expressed something, at the mention of the Red Room, that Maria could not quite place. “How is that possible?” Natasha said abruptly, “Barton and I took down Dreykov years ago, the Red Room is no more.”

“I do not understand it either. All I know is that these killings are the same as the widows’ kills,” he sighed, understanding Natasha’s frustration. “This is why I need you on this mission, Agent Romanoff. You know more about the widows than any of us.”

Maria watched Natasha out of the corner of her eye. The redhead bit at her bottom lip in unease, the mention of the dreadful place that she grew up in bringing back unwanted memories. She stared at the papers in front of her, seemingly lost in thought.

Fury’s voice brought Natasha out of her daze, “I need the both of you to be ready to leave by this afternoon,” he said, gathering up his papers from the table. As he left the room, Maria glanced back over to Natasha. When she noticed Natasha’s gaze already on her, she looked away, gathering up her papers.

“What?” Natasha said, clear annoyance in her tone. The redhead began gathering her papers while shooting Maria a stern look. Maria ignored her and left the room, only for her to be followed closely by Natasha.

As they walked through hallways, Maria got increasingly infuriated by Natasha. She stopped abruptly, causing the redhead to bump into her. “What’s your problem, Romanoff? Why are you following me?” Maria questioned angrily, turning her head to look at the other agent.

“No reason to be so self-absorbed, Hill. I’m not following you,” she replied, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. “In case you have forgotten, both our rooms are this way. I am simply heading to my room to pack.” With that, she walked off, leaving Maria standing there. As she walked off, she added an extra sway to her stride. Maria rolled her eyes as a silent response to the redhead's action.

—

Both women packed the essentials for their mission, as well as some extra things to keep themselves occupied. Natasha hated surveillance missions. She hated being cooped up in a room for weeks to months, with another agent. Usually, that other agent is Maria.

Despite them both constantly going on missions together and being partnered for tasks, their hatred for one another never failed to cease. In fact, the hatred only seemed to get stronger. Yet, neither one could give a valid reason as to why they hated the other so much.

—

Once they were both ready to leave, they headed over to the jet and hauled their things inside. All of the other equipment needed was already inside. The two women began the long journey to Venice, neither one speaking to the other.

Maria flipped through the case file while Natasha piloted the jet. Neither of them spoke for the majority of the flight. Aside from when Natasha called out to tell Maria that they were almost there. Maria just hummed in response.

What felt like minutes later, they landed. The two women grabbed their bags and left the jet. They walked a little way to reach their hotel.

—

Once they had made their way to their shared hotel room, the two women quickly walked to opposite sides of the room from each other. Maria placed her luggage on the bed and began taking things out and neatly placing them in the drawers to one of the dressers. Natasha, instead, placed her luggage beside her bed and left it there. Maria eyed Natasha carefully, watching as she sat on the edge of the bed and scrolled through her phone.

“I can feel you watching me, Hill,” Natasha said, interrupting the silence. Natasha got up from the bed and made her way around to the other side of the room. Maria backed up slowly as the redhead approached her until she bumped the dresser behind her. Natasha’s hands rested themselves on the dresser, trapping Maria. Their faces were mere inches apart. The brunette took a steady breath in and turned her face away from Natasha’s.

“Not so keen on looking at me now, are we, darling?” Natasha taunted, moving one hand off the dresser to grasp Maria’s chin. She turned her face so that they were eye-to-eye once more. Maria tried pulling her face away from Natasha, but she only tightened her grip on her face.

“Fuck you, Romanoff.” Maria pushed the redhead off of her, and Natasha only laughed in response.

Before she could say something, a noise coming from outside startled them both. Maria turned around and looked out the window. Natasha came up beside her and peered outside as well. “Is that-” Maria started, watching the woman on the street below them.

“Yes, it is. Come on,” Natasha cut the brunette off, grabbed the gun that was sitting on the edge of her bed, and rushed out of the hotel room.

The two women quickly rushed downstairs, hoping they would still be able to locate the blonde that Fury had tasked them to find. They notice her turning a corner not too far from them and they begin running towards her.

Natasha gets there first and grabs ahold of the blonde's arm, turning her around abruptly, and holding the gun close to the blonde’s head. A look of shock passes over her face as she looks at the unknown woman.

“Yelena?!”

[venromanova]

dreams.

PAIRING ￫ natasha romanoff x maria hill. SUMMARY ￫ natasha and maria waking up beside each other, enjoying their company, until the alarm rings. WARNINGS ￫ intentional lowercase; mentions of death; angst.

the sun poured through the gap in the curtains, lighting up the room with a gentle glow. maria slowly opened her eyes as the sunlight shone across her face. she rolled over and looked at the redhead laying beside her, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile as she watched natasha sleep peacefully.

as natasha began to stir awake she hummed softly and rolled closer to maria.

“you know, it’s rude to stare,” natasha muttered, her arms wrapping around maria’s torso.

“but you look so beautiful and peaceful, darling,” maria responded, reaching one hand up to brush the redhead’s hair out of her face. natasha’s cheeks turned pink at maria’s compliment. she turned her face closer to maria’s shoulder in an attempt to hide her blush. maria noticed this and smiled to herself, “i love you,” she said softly, pressing a gentle kiss to natasha’s forehead.

“i love you too.”

a faint ringing noise drew maria’s attention away from natasha. an alarm clock. maria hit snooze and turned back to natasha, only to notice that she wasn’t there anymore.

maria came back to reality and remembered how natasha died several months ago. the brunette lay in bed thinking about all the happy little moments that they shared. little moments that maria wanted more of, yet couldn’t. tears streamed down her face as she wished she had more time with natasha.

nothing could bring her back, and knowing that left maria’s heart broken into millions of little pieces.

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