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Midnights, the stories of 13 sleepless nights scattered throughout my life, will be out October 21. Meet me at midnight.

Pre-order now: https://taylor.lnk.to/taylorswiftmidnights

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More Nat and Liho lore

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Y/N: So, we’ve been hanging out for quite a while, and I’m just wondering…

Y/N: What are we?

Natasha: … Y/N, we’ve been married for six years.

(Bonus)

Y/N:  

Y/N: Answer the fucking question.

Natasha: *Kisses them*

Y/N: … now that’s just confused me more.

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Y/N: [flirts]

Natasha: [flirts back]

Y/N: I was not expecting this outcome. What the fuck do I do now?

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Fourth Favorite Color

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

After a mission, the feelings you and Natasha have for each other come to light when you share a hotel room

Note: *Gasp* there’s only one bed… So this is very soft and I enjoyed writing it. I hope that you enjoy reading it!

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist, Main Masterlist

You knew when you started falling for her that it might have been a bad idea. It never felt wrong, but it wasn’t meant to feel so right either. But it did. You were falling in love with Natasha Romanoff and you liked it.

When you first met Natasha, you had just joined the team. You never expected yourself to become anything more than overlooked member of the team, having no superpowers of your own. But that very first day Natasha took the time to talk to you about your role on the team.

You had a hard time paying attention to her. Or maybe it was a hard time not hanging onto her every word. She was captivating in just a black sweatshirt and her hair up in a braid.

You couldn’t stop yourself from imagining what it feel like to run your hand through her red hair.

You thought your attraction to her was one sided. Just a young person being lost in a captivating older woman. A story you’ve heard before.

But when Steve handed out the assignments for the latest mission and Nat volunteered to bunk with you, your stomach dropped at the idea. Did she know there was only one bed? Did she know what she does to you by simply looking at you?

Completely flustered is how you find yourself quietly sinking into the mattress now while Natasha is in the shower. The first part of the mission went well, but you’d have to stay the night to make sure there were no more issues.

“Hey, I’ll set my alarm for the morning,” your thoughts are interrupted by Natasha’s voice.

You look over at her to see her standing there with wet hair and you think she’s the most beautiful she’s ever been.

“Sounds good,” you manage to respond. Nat offers you a small smile and she lays next to you on the bed. She’s closer to you then she has to be, but you don’t mind.

The streetlight outside the hotel room illuminates the room a bit too much and you both lay there awake.

“Y/n, have you ever been in love?” Natasha suddenly breaks the silence. She doesn’t turn and look at you, and when you glance at her she is fiddling with her hands over her stomach.

“Maybe. I’m not really sure,” you tell her. It’s not a complete lie; although, you’re pretty sure you’re in love with Natasha. “Have you?” You add hesitantly.

Natasha sighs and finally turns to look at you. Her eyes find yours and feel shy under her gaze.

“I think so,” Nat responds. She takes a deep breath and continues. “But I don’t think they loved me back.”

“How could they not love you?” You ask, your voice soft.

Natasha lets out a soft laugh, but it’s not of glee or hilarity. It’s a sad laugh. The kind that keeps you from crying in a tough situation.

“I’m serious, Natasha.”

“I know you are,” she says. “It’s just- no one cares enough. No one wants to know anything important. They just want to sleep with me and when I don’t want that, they leave. People always leave.”

“What’s something important you’d like for someone to know about you?” You ask her. She looks thrown by your question and she thinks about it for a moment.

“I don’t know. Anything. Maybe even as simple as my favorite color.”

“Your favorite color? It’s red, isn’t it?” You ask her. Her smile tells you that you’re correct. “What’s your second favorite?“

“My second favorite?” Nat questions. When you nod, she laughs. “I guess it’s black.”

“Interesting,” you say, holding back a laugh. You don’t know why you think it’s funny, but you do.

“What’s your favorite color?” She asks. “I’m sorry I don’t know it.” Nat sounds truly apologetic.

“That’s okay,” you assure her. “It’s green,” you begin and then add, “like your eyes.”

You swear you see a light pink grace Natasha’s cheeks before she looks up to the ceiling.

“Second favorite?” She asks.

“Red, like your hair,” you respond. Before you met Natasha, you would have said it was purple or blue or orange, but the moment you met her that red of her hair became one of your favorite colors.

“You like the red? Sometimes I think of changing it,” Natasha says.

“I love the red,” you say. You can’t stop yourself from reaching out and pushing a stray piece of her hair off of her shoulder. She shivers at your touch.

Natasha turns to lay on her side and you do the same. Hesitantly, she rests her hand loosely on your hip. When you inch closer to her, she tightens her grip on your hip.

“I love everything about you,” Natasha says. You can’t believe what she’s saying. You search her eyes for any reason she could be lying, but you find none.

“I love everything about you too, Natasha,” you tell her. You smile so widely at her, but frown when you see her glance away from you.

“I wouldn’t be good for you,” Nat says.

“Natasha, everything about you is good. I promise you that,” you say.

She shakes her head. You reach for her cheek and softly turn her face to look at you again.

“Listen to me, I’ve tried to think of every reason to not love you. And I come up empty every time. The fact is that I love you. I love you and your crazy choice for a second favorite color. I love you Natasha Romanoff,” you say.

“I’m scared,” Natasha says. You’ve never seen her this vulnerable before.

“I’m scared too. But hey, I’m not going to leave you. People don’t always leave. Sometimes they stay. And I will stay. Lovers, friends, whatever you want to be. I love you and I always will.”

Natasha leans in closer and your lips are almost against hers. Her body is pressed against yours gently.

“Can I kiss you?” She asks.

“Please,” you reply.

In the next moment, her lips are against yours. The kiss doesn’t last long, but it’s passionate nonetheless.

“Can we take it slow?” Natasha asks once she’s pulled away.

“I’d like that,” you reply.

You kiss her forehead and she melts against you. She shifts to wrap her arms around you tighter and buries her face in your neck.

“So, what’s your fourth favorite color?” You ask her and she laughs so hard. You relish in the sound of her happiness.

“We skipped third favorite,” Nat says.

“That’s because no one has a third favorite color,” you reply simply.

“But they have a fourth?”

“That’s correct, baby,” you say with a smile and Natasha shakes her head affectionately.

“Thanks for caring about me enough to want to know my fourth favorite color,” Nat says. She leans up and drops a kiss to your cheek.

“Of course. Goodnight Natasha.”

“Goodnight y/n.”

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Maria Hill, Clint Barton Additional Tags: Title from a Taylor Swift Song, Alternate Universe - Neighbors, Fluff and Humor, I tried to be funny at least, im so hungry Series: Part 1 of Blackhill Summary:

“Thank you so much for helping,” Maria says when they finish about an hour later. “There has to be something I can do to repay you.”

An image of her and Maria twisted in bedsheets flashes through Natasha’s mind, but she shakes the thought away and says, “I already told you it’s nothing. I enjoyed spending time with you.”

Maria’s cheeks turn slightly pink and she smiles sheepishly, and Natasha thinks it’s the cutest thing she’s ever seen.

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i want to work on this but i have no idea where i’m going with it tbh

this is a little excerpt from something i’m currently writing ;) i have no idea when this will be finished, but i wanted to post this

emphasis on the fact that this is COMPLETELY UNEDITED

untitled blackhill neighbors au

When Natasha finally enters her apartment, her black cat Liho immediately starts intertwining herself around her ankles.

“Hey, Liho baby,” Natasha greets, bending down to scratch between her ears. Liho purrs contentedly. “I have so much to tell you about. We have a new neighbor — Maria — and I think I’m in love with her already.”

That last part is an exaggeration, of course.

“And I’m so exhausted,” she adds, scooping Liho up into her arms and carrying her to the bedroom. She lets Liho leap onto the bed while she turns to get ready.

“Maybe you will meet her one day,” Natasha tells the cat as she digs through her drawers for her pajamas. Then, realizing what she just said and remembering how sneaky Liho is, she turns back around and points her finger at Liho scoldingly. “That is not permission to sneak over there, though. Do not.”

Liho meows and licks her front paw in response.

Natasha sighs and crawls into bed. Liho immediately settles herself on Natasha’s stomach.

“If Maria ever sleeps here, you will be kicked out of my bed.” A purr. “I don’t think you really wanna be in here with us anyway,” Natasha chuckles, a faint flush rising up her chest and neck.

She falls into a peaceful sleep filled with dreams of dark hair and icy blue eyes.

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i was gonna make my tumblr website one of those pretty and aesthetic themes but then i saw there was a taylor swift one and i wasn’t about to not choose that one

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someone yell at me to work on my wips

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Natasha: hey malysh I’ll be home soon

Y/N: mission go well?

Natasha: about as well as usual

The goons all groan lying on the floor

Natasha: need anything from the store?

Y/N: nope I’m good

Natasha: great! See you soon. Love you.

Goon: you’re disgustingly cute together

Natasha: thanks

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Natasha: can you help me? I need something to cheer me up

Y/N pulls Natasha in and kisses her

Natasha: what was that?

Y/N: I was trying to cheer you up

Natasha: that wasn’t exactly what I meant…please do it again

Y/N pulls Natasha into another kiss

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A Change - Natasha Romanoff

{Fluff}

:Softy nat, wanting all reader's attention>>>

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No one's POV:

Natasha Romanoff has never been a fan of affection, neither has she ever been fond of anyone's attention. She always wants to be alone in her own little world, with the thoughts of 100 ways on how to kill a person.

She doesn't care a thing about the world, well, she does care for the people she's helping, but after she helped them, it's all done, the care would now go away, i mean, what more could she do? Take care of them till her dying breath?

And adding more to it, she's always serious, yes, she do makes joke here and there, laugh and smile too, but it's not that too genuine like the one she has whenever she's with you.

You.

Her dull and expressionless interior and exterior all changed when she met you, well, it's not that quick, but as the day goes by, having a ball of sunshine like you by her side, it made her think more different, her reference on things and point of view became more bright, not as bright as yours, but bright enough to not make her think of things, like, 70 ways to kill yourself without hurting yourself.

Everytime she sees you, all the bad thoughts would automatically go away, the expressionless exterior she has, would change into something life full.

You were her best friend, but now, you are her world. Her girl.

Now, it's safe to say that because of you, Natasha became a huge fan of affection, and became more fond for attention, but only for you. That's why, whenever she would see you being affectionate to your best friends, being the sweet girl you are, she's quick to change her feelings into jealousy.

She don't know why, hell she doesn't even own you like that, but it felt as if she only wants you to be like that to her. But, either way, she just let you, while jealousy consumed her, i mean, she always get all that from you everyday, right? So why would she be jealous.

While you, even though she didn't speak up her feelings, you always see through her, through those ocean green eyes. Sure, she can lie to other people, but not you.

I mean, how wouldn't you know it? She would always find an excuse and interrupt your conversation with a person, just to solo you. She would secretly sneak up on you, then act all sick just for you attention and affection.

Those scenarios is more likely this one.

You're currently at the kitchen with Wanda, one of your best friends. You're sitting on the counter top, legs crossed while you make a conversation with the witch, who is cooking her infamous paprika chicken soup.

You complimented her on how you would pay millions and billions just to have her food everyday, and your girlfriend, who is just in time to hear it all, frowned then walk over to you.

Even though, she, herself knows she can't cook a thing, jealousy started to raise inside her body.

"Hey, baby..." She greeted as she walk towards you, with a soft smile plastered on her face, completely ignoring Wanda's existence.

Now, we all know that Wanda is your best friend, meaning, when you both would gossip with each other, you would tell to one another on what is going on with your love life, meaning, you had mentioned her about Natasha's jealousy attitude.

"Hi, you're early, i thought fury gave you so many paperworks?" You ask, as you girlfriend's arms snake around your waist, stopping infront of your sitting cross legged figure on the kitchen counter top, while your arms made its way to her shoulder, then resting it on the back of her neck.

"Hmm, yes he did, but i already finished the half of it, and there's still tomorrow, so..." She shrugged, leaning in to kiss you.

You thought it was just a greeting passionate kiss, but, you're wrong, because after kissing you, she left a multiple of kisses on your face, making you giggle and push her away, remembering Wanda.

"Hey, okay stop..." You started, and she just smiled and nodded, gazing at your face as if it's the most interesting thing she have ever seen, while you look at Wanda, who is smiling and shaking her head to the two of you. 

"Is it nearly done, Wands?" You ask, still smiling. The witch shook her head, looking at you.

"Nope, 20 minutes more, i just started 5 minutes ago, remember?" The witch said, laughing at your eagerness.

"I'm so hungry, and the smell of your food smells so amazingggg." You whined, throwing your head back.

"Can you call us when it's already done, Wands?" Your girlfriend ask, making you look at her, while Wanda nod.

"Sure, ofcourse." Wanda said, and sent you both a smile, and just in time Vision came walking through the wall, but the next thing happened, became unknown to you, because the next thing you know, is you're being carried away by Natasha.

"Hey, what are you doing?" You ask, holding onto Natasha for your dear life.

"Hmm? Nothing. By the way, you're hungry right? What do you want to eat? I can cook you something." She said, while she sit the both of you on the coach.

Thank god the others are on a mission. Natasha thought.

"You-...you don't know how to cook, tasha..." You said, which came out as a question, because of you're confusion on her sudden idea.

The last time she cooked pancakes, the fire alarm went off in the whole compound.

"Yes, i can, i can even cook better than Wanda." She shrugged, opening the TV, avoiding your eyes, while you look at her knowingly.

Just as i said, you can see through her, more clearer than the day.

"Were you...- were you jealous?" You ask, trying not to laugh.

"Pftt, no, why would i be? She's just too used on cooking that's why she knows her way on the kitchen, but i can still be a better cook than her, i just need to have a little knowledge from the kitchen." She blabbered unconsciously, letting out her thoughts and feelings.

"Okay, you're clearly jealous, and please, remember that time you tried to fry a cooked corn, thinking you can make it a popcorn? Or that time when you tried to make me a chicken soup, then you boiled the water then put the raw chicken on it, then you complain about how it does not taste right? Oh! Or that one whe-" You we cut of by you girlfriend, putting your head on her chest, hiding your cute little face.

"Okay, okay, stop, i don't know how to cook, but, im not jealous, okay?" She said, and you giggled, which is muffled because of her shirt.

"Okay, sure, you can let me go now." You said, and she let you go, making you laugh more of her face, pouting with her eyebrows  narrowed together. Your hands reach up to her cheeks, squeezing it at the same time.

"Cute little baby, were you jealous, cuddle bug?" You playfully coed teasingly, but she pushed your hands away, then turned the other way, crossing her arms.

"Awww, are you angry with me? How can i make it up to you?" You ask, and she turn to look at you.

"Kiss..." She said, puckering her lips, you just smiled and obliged.

She took the chance of you close to her, wrapping her strong beefy arms around you, pulling you on top of her making you straddle her.

"And cuddles." She added, now with a big soft smile on her face.

"Big baby."

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Sam: You're smiling. What happened?

Nat: What? Can't I smile just because I feel like it?

Y/N: Tony tripped and fell down the stairs today.

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Tony: What’s up with Y/N? They’ve been laying on the floor for like….an hour now?

Sam: They're just a little overwhelmed.

Tony: Why?

Sam: Nat smiled at them.

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Y/N: This food is too hot... I cant eat it.

Nat: You’re very hot, and I still eat you.

Everyone at the table: *silence*

Tony: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!

Bruce: One dinner... I just want ONE DINNER!

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About a year and half ago I wrote a song about an incredible story, the story of a girl who always lived on the outside, looking in. Figuratively and literally. The juxtaposition of her loneliness and independence. Her longing and her stillness. Her curiosity and fear, all tangled up. Her persisting gentleness… and the world’s betrayal of it. I wrote this one alone in the middle of the night and then Aaron Dessner and I meticulously worked on a sound that we felt would be authentic to the moment in time when this story takes place. I made a wish that one day you would hear it. ‘Carolina’ is out now 🥺

http://taylor.lnk.to/Carolina

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[Natasha, walking into the room Y/N is in]

Natasha: What are you doing?

Y/N: I hate small talk.

Natasha: I’m in love with you.