#sharonnat

[thelonerfox]

DM if interested !!

Anyone wanna rp? I’ll do these ships:

Kate x Yelena (Marvel)

Kate x Peter (Marvel)

Natasha x Clint (Marvel)

Natasha x Wanda (Marvel)

Natasha x Sharon (Marvel)

Robin x Nancy (Stranger Things)

Robin x Chrissy (Stranger Things)

El x Max (Stranger Things)

El x Lucas x Max

El x Dustin

Beca x Stacie (Pitch Perfect)

Beca x Emily (Pitch Perfect)

Quinn x Santana (Glee)

Maddox x Nini (HSMTMTS)

Hermione x Ginny (Harry Potter)

Hermione x Harry (Harry Potter)

[elenarodriiguez]

day twenty four: startle | s.c. & n.r.

pairing: natasha romanoff x sharon carter

word count: 203

The Red Room has no space for weakness. It’s a sentiment instilled into Natasha from the day her and Yelena are dragged back in from their stint undercover in Ohio, and one she carries with her long after the organisation has been dismantled.

She doesn’t startle, her hands don’t shake, she is calm, placid, the living embodiment of neutrality. It was never a bad thing in her mind until she met Sharon, why would it be a bad thing when your universe revolves around espionage and missions and little else?

Sharon isn’t like her, she startles when Tony sneaks up on his “favourite little cousin”, as he loves to tease her, and when Natasha slides her icy fingertips under her shirt. Never once have her hands shook when in the heat of the moment, when life and death are contending in a neck and neck battle, but when Natasha proposes to her, she struggles to get the ring on her finger thanks to the trembling digits.

There is not a single universe where Sharon is neither calm nor placid nor the living embodiment of neutrality, and Natasha wishes that the same can be said for her in at least one of those universes.

[sakiye]

NatSharon Drabble - What Could Have Been

“Marry me.”, Sharon says, suddenly as she and Natasha lie on their bed, in one of their few nights together, what with Natasha’s Avenger Business, and Sharon’s CIA work.

Natasha was too caught up in being next to Sharon to hear what she said, not that she would ever admit it. “Hmm”, she asked, not moving from her spot.

“Marry me.”, She repeats, propping herself up on an arm and smiling at Natasha. “We already got the loving each other thing down. And now nothing can break us apart.”, she continues, smiling at her as she takes Natasha’s hand with her free hand and brings it to her lips.

Natasha also got up and grinned. “Of course I will. “, she says, smiling as she brought Sharon into a kiss, their other worries forgotten as they held each other, ready for the next part of their lives.

But then Thanos came and they were torn apart from each other once again.

Natasha sacrificed herself for the good of the world, her own pain hidden deep inside as she pushed her own feelings down, to make sure that the world had a chance.

Sharon came back from the decimation, to find her world in chaos, and her girlfriend dead. She found that no one really acknowledged the Black Widow, even after she gave everyone a chance. She found that no one cared for Natasha, her Natasha.

And so she looked for her grave, wanting to at least see where her soon to be fiancee was buried. 

She finally found it, near the remains of the Avengers Tower, and with not nearly enough flowers or gifts to honor her.

She walked to the grave and placed her flowers down, trying to keep her tears at Bay as she said...

“Natasha. I love you so much, and I already miss you. People say that you saved the world and I want you to know that you are a hero. You saved everyone, and everyone owes you. And for me, I’ll always love you, you are the love of my life, and the best girlfriend that I could ever ask for. And I guess fiancee? We were supposed to get married. We could have had the Avengers, Maria, and the other agents over and had flowers and it would have been perfect. And I'll miss you so much. I love you, Natasha Romanoff.

And if a tear dropped from Sharon’s eyes as she thought about what could have been, standing at her lover’s grave, then no one needed to know about it.

[songofdefiance]

Rating: M Characters: Ava Orlova, Natasha Romanoff, Sharon Carter, Yelena Belova, OG Avengers team, Five-Year Avengers Team, some AoS characters Pairings: Ava & Natasha, Natasha/Sharon, Ava & Sharon, Natasha & Yelena A/N: Ayyyy we’ve got an actual fix-it fic this time!  Though since it’s part of my longer series, it might be a little bit confusing.  At the very least I’d recommend reading the story immediately before this one, ‘Breathe’.  Summary: It all started with a red hoodie.

Ava never let go of that hoodie.  Not even after Sharon and the others turned to dust.  Not even after she decided to become an Avenger.

Excerpt below:

 “I want to go.”

Ava’s voice was calm, but she was shaking with anger.  She counted the people boarding the Benatar - Steve Rogers, James Rhodes, Rocket, Nebula, Carol Danvers, Thor, Bruce Banner.  So many people, and they still might not be a match for Thanos. They were going to need all the help they could get.

 Except Natasha was there, blocking her way.

 “You’re not an Avenger,” Natasha replied, stone-faced.  “You’re barely even an adult. You haven’t been actively training - “

 “I have!  We all practiced - “

 “Not for this,” Natasha interrupted.  “Thanos is... he’s not Yelena, or Madame B.  You can’t fight him. We can. Let us handle this.”

 Ava shook.  “You are going to leave me here,” she accused.

 Natasha didn’t move, didn’t change her expression.  Flatly, she said, “That’s a low blow.”

[nixie-deangel]

For @marvelfanuniverse, who asked for NatSharon+ Road Trip. 

Ask for a Nixie Aesthetic.

[sizzymontgomery]

Ok but imagine the MCU does their shit properly, we could have SharonNat friendship and they're both eating burgers and joking about what it's like to date super soldiers over 100 and just spy stuff in general.

How long do we have? We’re just minutes from the safe house. No, I mean until they find those guards we tied up…

[jolrahs]

[CHARLOTTE-NAT]

Shhh. Maybe he's waiting for a visit

[CHARLOTTE-NAT & CORDELIA-SHARON]

Is it a bad time? We'll come back

If it's a bad time, we'll come back

We'll come in

[MARVIN-BUCKY]

Look at us, four old friends

Four unlikely lovers

[CORDELIA-SHARON]

We don't know what time will bring

[WHIZZER-STEVE]

I've a clue

[MARVIN-BUCKY]

I have too

[CHARLOTTE-NAT & CORDELIA-SHARON]

Let's look like we haven't

[MARVIN-BUCKY, CHARLOTTE-NAT, & CORDELIA-SHARON]

And each say nothing

[WHIZZER-STEVE]

Sky!

[CHARLOTTE-NAT]

It's blue!

[MARVIN-BUCKY]

I love the sky!

[CORDELIA-SHARON]

I love the trees!

[MARVIN-BUCKY]

I love bad weather!

[CHARLOTTE-NAT]

I love the earth beneath my feet!

[WHIZZER-STEVE]

I love friends that hover!

[MARVIN-BUCKY, WHIZZER-STEVE, CHARLOTTE-NAT, & CORDELIA-SHARON]

Gee, we love to eat

And we need something sweet

To love!

What a group we four are

Four unlikely lovers

And we vow that we will

Buy the farm, arm in arm

Four unlikely lovers with heart

Let's be scared together

Let's pretend that nothing is awful

[WHIZZER-STEVE, CHARLOTTE-NAT, & CORDELIA-SHARON]

There's nothing to fear

[MARVIN-BUCKY]

There's nothing to fear

[WHIZZER-STEVE, CHARLOTTE-NAT, & CORDELIA-SHARON]

Just stay right here

(Whizzer-Steve to Marvin- Bucky, Charlotte-Nat to Cordelia-Sharon)

I love you

[MARVIN-BUCKY (to Whizzer-Steve)]

I love you

[WHIZZER-STEVE, CHARLOTTE-NAT, AND CORDELIA-SHARON (Charlotte-Nat/Cordelia-Sharon to Marvin-Bucky/Whizzer-Steve)]

I love you

[MARVIN-BUCKY (to Charlotte-Nat, Cordelia-Sharon, and Whizzer-Steve)]

I love you

[MARVIN-BUCKY, WHIZZER-STEVE, CHARLOTTE-NAT, & CORDELIA-SHARON]

Who'd have thought that we four

Would end up as lovers

[caroldantops]

what do you think sharonnat would be into?

oh sharonnat would be so so so intense. showing you off at every opportunity, demanding the highest of obedience or else you get publically punished.

sharon as powerbroker being the owner of a bdsm club. natasha is one of the bodyguards, and always keeps a close eye on you and sharon as she sits with you, naked, collared, and leash by her feet while she talks to other people. or maybe while sharon does a demonstration with you in front of everyone.

[totallyshipppergirl]

Ships

[elenarodriiguez]

give in to the chemicals | s.c. & n.r.

summary: the red room won’t break her, she won’t allow it the chance.

pairing: sharon carter x natasha romanoff

warnings: the red room, discussions of mind control/brainwashing, implied violence

word count: 2178

read it on ao3

As Sharon comes to, her mind incredibly foggy as she tries to assess her current situation, she finds her range of motion inhibited. When she tries to sit up from her slumped position on the floor, she hears the rattling of chains as she stretches her arms from her sides. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes, her eyes darted around the room, finding a dreary setting, the bed beneath her absolutely rock hard without any bedding, her hands attached to the headband by some short range yet heavy duty handcuffs.

Her attempts to control her breathing are less than successful, the measured breaths Aunt Peg had taught her to do having been thrown out of the window to give way to the hyperventilation that threatens her consciousness once more. Despite her best attempts to remember what happened to wind her up here, wherever here is exactly, her memory is fuzzy, her last solid memory being walking onto her college campus the morning before. It is a fruitless activity, and only serves to terrify her further, but she can’t focus on what Peggy and Nick had taught her in her adolescence when the threat of abductions became greater.

After a couple sweeps of the cell-like room, she notices a flash of red in the depths of the shadows, and once she sees it move, the terror overwhelms her entirely. Tugging at the shackles keeping her immobile, she can’t tear her gaze away from the red flash even as it lurks in the shadows, slowly edging closer even as she kicks out at it. But her anxious anger falls short when she sees a girl her age looming over her prone body, a red tinge hazing over piercing green eyes.

The girl reaches out to her, checking out Sharon’s reddening wrists, the barest hints of pity and resigned despair seeping through an otherwise neutral expression. Her movements are ghostlike in their silence, even though the room echoes every breath Sharon takes it’s almost as though the redhead takes none at all, eyeing her clothes and behaviour with curiosity and disdain intertwined. Just as she goes to say something, the redhead’s head shakes almost imperceptibly in the direction of a shadow infested camera, recording every movement and probably laughing at her situation.

Instead she huffs angrily, scowling at the camera and letting her head hit the metal headboard. She doesn’t know what it is about the girl, but she feels somewhat safe around her, and so when she doesn’t react to the person who enters the room, Sharon remains wary but doesn’t lash out. That is, until the brunette lady pulls out a syringe with a red liquid that’s the same hue as the colour threatening to consume the redhead’s piercing green eyes.

Then it’s like she’s been possessed by a demon, kicking out and contorting so that she can escape her shackles and get the hell out of there. But this woman is very clearly no ordinary scientist, because she injects the vial with a marksman’s accuracy, avoiding every single flailing limb Sharon has to offer. And soon her whole world goes fuzzy as a red haze takes her under, the red haired girl’s silent apologies being the last thing she sees.

Waking up is a horrible feeling, like all of her worst hangovers combined into a single torturous moment, and this time Sharon doesn’t care about harming herself when she reacts, kicking and screaming even as the girl makes her presence known. In fact, her fury only increases tenfold, knowing that she was cognisant enough to have tried to do something. Instead, Sharon’s world is still tainted with a sea of crimson hues, the girl’s hair the most vibrant.

The room Sharon’s in is different to before, still a dingy cell with shackles keeping her stuck on the bed, but unlike before, there aren’t any cameras, Sharon craning her head uncomfortably as she scans her surroundings. She watches as the girl edges closer to her, hesitating at the last second right by her bedside, and Sharon has had enough of being the nice captive.

“Where am I? And who the fuck are you?”

“The Red Room.” The girl says, her words uncertain, her thick Eastern European accent curling around every syllable. “You may call me Natalia, Sharon Carter.”

“Oh wonderful. Why was I abducted this time? Sticking it to Aunt Peg? Because let me tell you she’s not even involved in SHIELD anymore, and I for one am not joining the family legacy.”

“I do not know, I have not been given that information. I am here as a guide to induct you into the Red Room to join the widows. You will have a week’s worth of treatments to ensure your compliance before your training begins.”

“They’ll find me.” Sharon says, scowling at the girl and her robotic words. “I won’t turn into whatever the hell they’ve brainwashed you to be.”

“I hope they do. But hope is a dangerous thing to possess Sharon Carter, it is the first thing they try to break in you. For now, rest. You have a long week ahead of you.”

The tone Natalia takes is one of fear and resignation, and it’s one that terrifies Sharon down to her core. She turns to face the wall, squeezing her eyes shut and resting her head on her forearm, praying that her mom got her microchipped as a child like Aunt Peggy had joked about. Natalia lets out a sigh from her perch at the side of her bed, and as Sharon feigns sleep, the other girl runs her fingers through the blonde’s knotted hair, clumsily whispering a Russian lullaby to try and lull her to sleep.

It works, and perhaps that is the scariest thing about this place.

After four days conscious in the Red Room, there’s chaos going on outside. Chaos that indicates a SHIELD rescue mission, contrary to the quickly fading hope that she attributes, in part, to the red chemical solution coursing through her veins. The vents start pumping out a powder in the same shade as the liquid, and Sharon watches Natalia morph into a statuesque robot version of herself.

Her posture is more perfect than usual, she stands to attention in the far corner of the room, ready to attack whoever walks through the door to Sharon’s cell. A man’s voice filters through the intercom, the first male she’s encountered since being here, and while there is a voice in the back of her mind that demands she listen to him, the serum hasn’t run its course yet. And so she can ignore his demands that they prepare for war, dislocating her thumbs just like Natalia had taught her a couple days prior.

She stays on the bed as she sets her thumbs back into their sockets, biting down through her lip; she doesn’t register in the redhead’s mind as a threat, eyeing the door and praying that someone has found a cure in this godforsaken place. The door is kicked in minutes later, Uncle Nick storming through the door with her aunt and her mom following up behind him. But in a move she hadn’t expected, Natalia doesn’t do anything to them, instead she holds a gun to Sharon’s head.

When her family raise their weapons at the girl, their fingers dangerously close to pulling the trigger, she shouts at them to stop, the red tinge covering her eyes again as her pulse rises.

“She’s been drugged with mind control serum, just like the other girls! Don’t hurt her, please, it isn’t as strong on her, I can get through to her.”

“Like hell I’m gonna let her kill my niece.” Uncle Nick says, his voice not wavering even as he glared at the redhead who was roughly Sharon’s age.

“She won’t. Here look. Natalia, it’s Sharon, Sharon Carter. Do you remember the song you sang me on my first day? You told me hope was the first thing they break in you, but look. My family is here. They want to help, can you put the gun down for me?”

“Compliance is rewarded.” She says, her voice devoid of any tone.

“Yes it is, but who would you want to comply with? Me or that man? He wants you to kill me, I thought you didn’t want any more red in your ledger. Please Natalia. Put it down.”

Slowly the girl lowers her weapon, the red haze slowly giving way to specs of her natural eye colour. Sharon throws the gun to one side, pulling the redhead into a supernaturally tight hug that would have harmed her family had she tried it with any of them. Looking back at the crowd surrounding them, she nods at her Uncle and allows him to inject Natalia with a sedative until the cure could be administered.

As she slumps into Sharon’s awaiting arms, the blonde holds her close, hefting her into a bridal carry as she’s led through corridors where she was always kept unconscious to the helicarrier. She ignores the curious whispers of the field agents who had been brought on the mission with them, and nimbly steps around the bodies littering the floor of agents and widows alike. When the girl has been deposited on the stretcher waiting for her, Sharon turns her attention to her family, smiling at all of them.

“How many did you manage to subdue?”

“At least thirty trained widows, and another twenty children who were being primed for it. What happened to you Sharon?” Peggy asks, tugging her niece into her arms before passing the blonde over to her mother.

“They wanted to make me one of the widows, a fuck you to SHIELD kind of thing. Natalia was my guide to all of this, she was compliant so they didn’t top up her mind control serum as much. I had about three more days left of doses, or else I would’ve been just like Nat was.”

“Nat is it?” Her mother teases, guiding her onto the helicarrier, the other agents carrying in the ones they subdued.

“Yeah she’s, she’s the one who helped me keep my hope in there. Please tell me you got something from there, a cure, a sample, hell the psycho’s whole network wouldn’t go amiss.”

“We got it kiddo, go look after your lady friend.” Fury says, clapping his hand onto her shoulder before leaving her alone with Natalia and the medics.

When Natalia comes to, in a bed far more luxurious than anything the Red Room afforded them, the first thing she notices is that for once in her life, she hadn’t woken up handcuffed. Instead, she awakens to see Sharon Carter’s soft grin and the girl’s hand resting on her knee. The next thing she notices is that, for once in her life, the red hue that had followed her everywhere she looked was no more.

“Hey sleepyhead, how are you feeling?”

“Strange. Where am I?”

“An off the books SHIELD medical facility owned by Uncle Nick. SHIELD dismantled the Red Room, Hydra too, but they needed to keep you here while the cure ran its course.”

“Cure? You mean?” Natalia stops herself, not wanting to let hope be her downfall.

“Exactly what you think. You’ve got the same enhancements, but no chemical mind control. You’re a free woman, Natalia no-last-name.”

“But what about you? Your eyes are still-” her hands fly up to Sharon’s face, cupping her cheek and running her thumb over her cheekbones.

“They didn't want to risk the cure on me, seeing as I didn’t finish my course. Their best scientists are working on a cure now but it’ll take a while. So for now, you’re stuck staring at these awful red eyes.”

“They’re beautiful. Just like you, Sharon Carter.”

Sharon’s cheeks turn bright red and she turns to look away, only managing to fall even further into Natalia’s touch. The girls sit in silence, staring at one another while Natalia gets used to the bed, fidgeting as she gets used to the luxury of a standard medical bed.

“So what are you going to do now?” Sharon asks.

“I was thinking of working for the good guys, if that is okay with you.”

“Of course it is. We can talk to Uncle Nick later, now scooch over.”

“Scooch?” The redhead repeats, mouthing the word to get used to it.

“Oh, sorry. Move over, only if you want to of course, I just thought it would be nice to lay in bed toge-”

“Yes.” Natalia interrupts, no shame in her eagerness. “Please.”

She shuffles to one side, mindful of the wires attaching her to too many machines, and Sharon carefully climbs up and settles down beside her, making herself as small as possible to give Natalia space should she need it. Resting her head against the pillows, Natalia stretches her arm out and smiles when Sharon rests her head on it, almost purring when she starts to play with the blonde’s hair.

Perhaps hope wasn’t so bad after all.

[ahsokasforce]

there are ships for literally everyone on cap family. stevesharon, stevenat, samsteve, buckynat, samnat, samsharon, sharonnat, sambucky, clintnat, clintbucky. let people ship.

[straightupsickfics]

hi, i love your work! i was just wondering, bc i saw budzdorovanatasha post something about a sharonnat sickfic you'd apparently wrote where nat had the kink and Sharon was rly allergic to something, do you by any chance have a link to that?

ahhhh thank you! ❤️i know the fic you’re talking about, I just re-posted it again on this account for you :) 

[nixie-deangel]

Femslash February - Day Six: Natasha x Sharon, Honeymoon.

       I knew my feelings for you were real when I spent more time thinking about you than worrying about myself.

[tiriansjewel]

SharonNat, Mailee, Zukka, Kataang, Maiko, Pepperony, SamSteve. I hope it isn't a lot!

it definitely isn’t too much, here we go :)

SharonNat: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

I love these two together, two badasses ready to fuck up some hydra agents together. I approve.

Mailee: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

Someone once said this ship is the epitome of goth/jock solidarity, and I fully agree. I love them so much, plus they save each other’s lives 🥺

Zukka: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

Sokka being a disaster bisexual, helping Zuko overcome his trauma, and just generally being in love? Such good vibes, and we love to see it (also the fanfic for them is 10/10)

Kataang: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

They were totally meant for each other from day one. I admit, I wasn’t sold on it at first, but now I love them and think they’re adorable.

Maiko: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

Hmm yes. The care they have for each other, even if they don’t always show it. Idk if I love it long term, but Mai betraying Azula for Zuko will never not be one of my favorite parts of ATLA.

Pepperony: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

oh boy, the things pepper has to put up with. I wouldn’t say I ship them necessarily but they are very cute in canon plus Morgan 🥰

SamSteve: ship: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

I will admit, I’m a Stucky shipper at heart. But I don’t hate samsteve. Don’t think I’ve ever read fic for it, but I definitely don’t write it off. They definitely have loyalty for one another and Sam could really help Steve heal for sure. But I like it more as a platonic relationship where they are best friends.

[sakiye]

so for the ships... frostiron, mailee, and sharonnat? Sorry that’s a lot

Don’t be sorry! Thanks for the ask!

FrostIron: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART - That’s more due to the fact that I hate Tony. 

Mailee: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART - You all know my stance on these two. One of THE BEST Atla couples

SharonNat: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART - Amazing. Perfect. Beautiful. I love them 

[caroldantops]

Going off this post…

imagine you’re a new agent in SHIELD and it’s like your first week so you don’t have any idea what you’re doing. you’re chilling with Clint but get hungry so you decide to go get a snack from the kitchen in the office. Clint, knowing full well that this is the time when Nat and Sharon normally fuck in there, smirks and decides to let you figure it out. you then walk into the kitchen and Sharon is fucking Nat with a strap. you should leave, but you can’t tear your eyes away and now you’re super horny. Nat looks over Sharon’s shoulder and sees you so she grabs Sharon’s face and turns her head so she can see. Then Nat’s like ‘look at that, a new toy.’

ohhhhh!!!

i love to imagine that in this scenario, maybe sharon and nat have been flirting hard with you for a while already, and they've noticed how flustered and stuff you are but how you're too afraid to make a move. (actually, basically all of SHIELD has noticed this crush) and so this is their like final attempt at finally getting u to admit how bad you wanna get fucked by them