captainhill, peter parker. avengers shenangians in academia. g. 2.6k
second @au-roulette entry
"And that's why I don't have office hours this late," she said dryly, glancing towards the ceiling. "Your advisor is in the building. You should probably make sure that he hasn't managed to set himself on fire. Again."
"Oh, shoot!" Peter shot a panicked glance at his watch, looking towards the doorway. "It's not — oh no. It's after two. I promised Tony that—"
"Better hurry before he blows you up next!" Maria called after him, laughing as Peter dashed out of her office. She had a chance, maybe, to get out of the building before any of her other erstwhile students dropped by with a question.
Summary: Natasha wants to find that rare edition of The Master and Margarita before her rival at the Russian language bookstore does. Kate is distracted by the cute barista next door. Carol and Jessica dance around each other. Maria just wants to keep her business afloat without being bothered by pesky police officers or high school art teachers, no matter how polite they may be.
Another average day at Adjectives Assemble.
As Safe as Houses (ao3) - DizzyDrea
T, 25k
Summary: Senator Steve Rogers (R, NY) is a decorated war hero who has a deep and abiding desire to serve his country, which may or may not include someday running for President. Maria Hill is a veteran Air Force pilot working in the private sector and bored out of her mind. When Steve finds himself needing a private security detail for a trip to France, he hires Shield Security and Maria becomes his constant companion. They grow closer as the trip progresses, but can they survive what's coming to find out if their Paris sojourn could turn into something real?
A Woman Of Edges (ao3) - tielan
G, 12k
Summary: "I’m beginning to think you’re the most terrifying woman I’ve met." Learning to like, live with, and love Maria Hill.
can't carve a whistle (ao3) - irnan
G, 3k
Summary: Maria Hill's never found it easy to explain why she became a SHIELD agent, but she knows why she stays one.
chiseled out of brick (ao3) - Anonymous
T, 23k
Summary: He was a grown man, hell, he was a superhero. Asking a girl out for a drink wasn't that hard. It wasn't rocket science or espionage or math or divine intervention - it was just asking a girl a question. Out loud.
conversations with other women (ao3) - zauberer_sirin
G, 9k
Summary: Steve still believes that someday someone is going to teach him how to dance.
Counterfeit and Counterpart (ao3) - Frea_O
T, 28k
Summary: Five times Maria Hill doesn’t understand Natasha Romanoff, and why she might be better off that way.
Dinner In Other Languages (ao3) - tielan
G, 3k
Summary: Maria can manage professional colleagues with Rogers, but she values her place in S.H.I.E.L.D more.
From A Certain Point Of View (ao3) - tielan
G, 9k
Summary: Of friendship, love, and best-laid plans; small gestures and public displays of possessiveness; enlightenment, advice to young padawans, and the loyalty routines of JARVIS.
Gone But Not Forgotten (ao3) - Shorti
G, 4k
Summary: They say that history is written by the victors of war, but a war fought amongst brothers has no winners. That's when you need a woman like Maria Hill to step in.
The one in which Maria and Steve are actually on the same side.
Holding Out For A Hero (Or Maybe Not) (ao3) - tielan
G, 7k
Summary: The first time Steve Rogers notices Maria Hill is when she steps into the discussion about Loki's capture, and he realises nobody questions her right to be there. And that's just the start.
if time is all I have (ao3) - tielan
G, 4k
Summary: Maria knows what that look means. She knows the mindset behind it. She's seen it in the resolve of agents who knew the odds of going in, heard it in field operatives calling for an exit in impossible situations, witnessed it in extraction targets who didn't believe that they'd actually make it out. And sometimes the odds were defied, the impossible happened, and everyone made it out in one piece. Sometimes.
To see that expression in the man they call the Winter Soldier....
I'll be There (ao3) - Lokisarmy0602
T, 2k
Summary: After DC Maria felt she needed to go see Steve in hospital. After dealing with the congress and Stark, she knew she could deal with an injured Super Soldier. Sam called to ask her to do the same thing as she had done in DC... press the button to send the missiles.
Look Clear and Calm (ao3) - Beatrice_Otter
T, 13k
Summary: The Avengers need oversight, but Ross's plan is dangerous and unjust. Maria will have her work cut out for her, if she wants to stop it. Meanwhile, Steve has a question for her.
Maria Hill's Late Lunch (ao3) - tisfan
E, 2k
Summary: Maria is cranky. Her lunch is late, her boyfriend is a jerk, and she has to deal with Secretary Ross. Could this day get any more torturous?
Yes, yes it could.
Radio Silent (ao3) - hecklesyeah
M, 77k
Summary: "I shouldn't be doing this."
"What, stuff yourself with breakfast food for dinner?"
"I haven't even decided which pie to have for dessert. No, this," she says and gestures between them. "I shouldn't be doing this. And yet here I am."
- - -
Alternately: the one where Maria and Steve navigate a relationship and where Tony and Bucky figure out how to move forward from a murderous elephant in the room.
The Odd Couple (ao3) - tielan
T, 8k
Summary: He's fast and she's weird.
Twice the Joy (ao3) - sbarmarj
G, 3k
Summary: Maria spoke again after a moment. “There is a Swedish saying that shared joy is twice the joy, shared sorrow is half the sorrow. Maybe you felt normal because you could finally share your sorrow.”
At Tony's memorial service, Maria and Steve discuss the last five years, his impending time travel, grief and finding joy before he leaves once more.
Two Lies and A Bit of Truth (ao3) - igrockspock
T, 3k
Summary: Maria Hill has a lot of back stories. One of them is even true.
For my poor captainhill heart: Sweet Moments prompt, Slow Dancing (24) ♥
Sweet Affectionate Moments meme
A/N: this took way longer to write than i thought and it isn’t my best work but i hope you still like it!
Maria had heard him come in over the sound of the shower running. She took her time washing the dirt and grime off her body, letting the warm water relax her soar muscles. Once out, she removed the condensation from the mirror and went about cleaning the minor scrapes she’d gotten. An angry bruise was already visible on her ribs and she knew that more would make themselves know by tomorrow. Towel drying her hair, she smiled at the sound of Marvin Gaye crooning in the living room. Another five minutes went by before she emerged from the bathroom. Clad in only a pair of underwear and one of Steve’s t-shirts, she padded down the hall.
She could smell the curry take out from where she lingered by the hall. The brown paper bag was a dead give away and she took a moment to watch him take the containers out. Their eyes met moments later as Steve looked over his shoulder at her. He gave her that boyish smile she loved to much, head tilting just so.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get over seeing you in my clothes.”
Pushing off the wall, Maria chuckled softly and closed the distance between them. Her hands automatically going to rest upon his chest. He looked tired. There were mild dark circles under his eyes. For once she was glad that tomorrow was her day off. Who knew that Maria Hill would begin enjoying days when no work was involved.
“I can take it off it you want?” Arching a brow, she grinned at him and at the way his fingers flexed around his hips at the suggestion of something more.
Her arms slid up over his shoulders and looped around his neck. Steve brushed his thumb gently along the edge of a scratch along her cheek but said nothing.
“I’m fine, Rogers.” Maria said, answering the question visible in those blue eyes of his.
She felt the rumbled of a hum before she heard it. Her own fingers finding the short hairs at the back of his neck, they both found comfort in the small caress. Resting her head on his shoulder, Maria sighed softly.
With Marvin Gaye softly filling the apartment, they began to sway back and forth. The living room lap emitted a warm glow throughout the living room as they held each other. They held each other and swayed gently like flowers in the breeze. Once they had dinner, they would fall into bed in a tangle of limbs wanting to feel grounded in each other. But for right now, swaying in the living room to Marvin Gaye’s smooth voice was enough.
hi!!! would you mind doing: “you are the one, you are the only one I was born to know/beyond the crush of any summer lust and we dared to go” Night Like This prompt for maria hill/steve rogers? if you don't want to thats totally fine! thank u
Maria didn’t often like any sort of party. She was a solitary person who preferred to drink wine by herself or with two people max.
This meant nothing to Tony.
“You have to come!” Tony said. “This is the end of the school year celebration for friends, and you’re a friend.”
“You know I don’t like parties,” Maria says. “Too loud.”
“This one won’t be. Closest friends, a house party. I’m making a cheese platter, Maria. This is serious business.”
Maria pauses.
A cheese platter means a small, intimate event. There is a lower chance of beer pong being played or music blaring.
“...okay. But if it gets too overwhelming, I reserve the right to leave.”
Tony cheers. “Dress code is casual, bye Maria!” He flounces away, humming to himself.
(Stage One of Convincing Complete.)
Maria hangs out with people. She’s not particularly social, but she likes going to the band’s concerts and being in small groups. She considers Tony and Natasha to be her best friends alongside Sharon.
So she was expecting that they would tell her who would be there.
No one told her about Steve Rogers.
Steve holds out a hand to her immediately.
“Hi, I’m Steve Rogers,” he says. “I’m transferring in the fall semester to your guys’ university!”
“Maria Hill,” she answers immediately. “Do you know if Tony has the cheese plate out yet?”
That’s the first thing she says to him. She had forgotten all basic manners in regards to thinking about a cheese plate. She was mortified.
Steve takes it in stride and says he’s just finished laying it out.
Maria takes refuge in the kitchen for ten minutes until Natasha drags her out.
“You are not staying in the kitchen the whole time you nerd.”
“Kitchens are good!” Maria protests, trying to dig in her heels.
“I made you a glass of wine outside, so you’re eating your cheese outside and socializing,” Natasha says. “Bruce wants to ask you what you thought about the last symphony.”
Maria goes outside. It feels nice, a slight summer breeze swaying the paper lantern lights and wafting the smell of smoke from the grill over.
She sits by Steve. She does not really know what to ask him first.
So she asks him a question. Not a particularly relevant one, but a question all the same.
“What celebrity would you fight if you had the chance?” Maria asks.
Steve looks surprised.
“Um...probably Piers Morgan? I think I could put him through a wall.”
It’s a nice start to conversation.
From there, they talk about fighting techniques, which appetizer that Tony made is the best, and Maria learns that they actually don’t live that far away from each other at home.
Steve’s studying art and art history, and he wants to be a high school teacher. Maria tells him all about her goal to work as a personal bodyguard and maybe get into a certain company.
“I would trust you as a bodyguard,” Steve says, grinning.
Maria drinks more wine.
She gets a bit giggly, and enjoys dancing with Steve on the grass. Her shoes have already come off, as they are pointless at this moment and she likes feeling grass.
“I’m glad you’re coming to our school,” Maria says, smiling softly. “I hope you hang out with us a lot.”
“I will,” Steve says, grinning. “Why not when I have so much incentive to now?”
Maria blushes.
For the record, no one knew she could do that. Tony is currently picking his jaw up off the floor and Bruce is wondering if he can turn Maria blushing into a psychology study.
Over the summer, they get closer. Maria will come to most events if Steve is there because if she falls asleep (and she does. Frequently), she usually can count on Steve to wake her up gently.
(And if, sometimes, she got to stare into those baby blues? Well...that was the advantage.)
Steve fixes her a plate of food if she comes late due to training for an internship starting in the semester. She smiles at him and pats his hand.
Maria similarly likes going for runs with Steve, who is the only one in the group who likes going on them as much as she does. They go off the park tracks and try to make a game out of seeing who can escape the other.
They laugh together on a rainy, muggy day as Steve slips into a creek, and Maria joins him. They’re covered in mud, laughing.
“You’re crazy,” she tells Steve, getting up out of the creek.
“I’m glad you like crazy,” Steve teases, reaching out a hand. “Can’t believe a pretty girl like you likes to run this early in the morning with me.”
“Well I do,” Maria responds.
They’re still holding hands.
She doesn’t mind it.
It’s in July 2nd when she realizes that Steve’s birthday is in two days and she’s gotten him nothing yet.
This involves dragging Natasha and Sharon to the store with her.
“You could get him a freaky watch thing,” Sharon says, pointing to the step tracker.
“He broke one last year and says they’re inefficient for his requirements,” Maria answers. “His favorite candy is Twizzlers.”
“Ugh, old man vibes,” Natasha groans. “Twizzlers? Seriously?”
“They’re good,” Maria defends. “And this is for Steve, not you who likes luxury items from Europe.”
“Maybe you could get him a serious gift,” Sharon says. “What about a key to an apartment for next year?”
“He’s already picked where he’s living and it’s not like that,” Maria denies.
“You go running together. Make each other that weird, healthy breakfast,” Sharon reminds her.
“So what?”
“You like him,” Nat teases. “I think your gift should be telling him.”
“Birthday gifts are supposed to be good, not sad as fuck,” Maria tells her. “Maybe I’ll get him a new set of spatulas. He mentioned he needed them for his apartment.”
“Nerds,” Natasha says. “Think about it.”
Maria thinks about it.
A lot.
On one side, she can kind of guess that Steve likes her back. They make breakfast together and sometimes she thinks they stare at each other a bit too long to be “just friends.”
On another side, she has a pretty hard time believing that they’re anything but friends. They do friend stuff. She’s made breakfast with Tony once or twice.
(But they don’t stare at each other like that.)
She decides to remedy her problem and tell him on the Fourth of July.
Steve is grinning at everyone making a big deal about his birthday. The fireworks show starts, and they all flinch with the first two or three booms.
They’ve already given their presents, and Steve kisses her on the forehead when she gives him the spatulas.
“For breakfast on campus,” Maria said with a grin.
Now she’s lying on Steve’s lap, watching the fireworks and them pointing out their favorite ones.
She looks up at him, smiling impossibly wide.
“I think I’m in love with you,” she says.
Steve’s face gets a look of surprise.
“You don’t have to do anything about it,” Maria backtracks. “Just thought you should know.”
Maria gets the best damned kiss of her life right then and there.
(Thor wins forty dollars.)
They still run in the mornings on campus. Sure it’s a little earlier, but that doesn’t bother either of them.
“Tony’s legendary party” or “Maria Hill and the brown leather jacket”
Her head hurt, when she climbed up the small ladder in front of her. It was definitely to much alcohol that evening. But not even she can stand the drinking contest with Natasha. She opend the hatch above her and stepped out of the roof. Immediately she feels how the fresh air make her had feel better. The view from the Avanger-Tower is amazing, but from the top of the roof it’s indescribable. Since Maria started to work for Tony it’s her favourite place to go, whenever she needs a break. No one ever comes up here. So at this evening on one of Starks legendary party’s she just needed to escape and be alone. She never liked social events that much, but now in her job she needs to go to some of them. Mostly just to be the eye candy, when Pepper is not around.
Maria breathed deep in and out, when she hears something behind her. As she turned around, the hatch was opened and the face of Steve Rogers came up. “Oh, I'm sorry”, he said, “I thought I was alone up here.” When he tried to get back down, Maria said: “It’s okay, stay.” Steve took the last steps and climbed on the roof. “Didn’t know my secret spot was discovered by someone else”, Maria said. “YOUR secret spot? That’s my secret spot.”, Steve said playful. Maria smiled. “What are you doing here?”, he asked. “Needed air.” “You could get some air on the balcony too.” “Too much people.” “Okay, that’s a reason.”, Steve laughed. “And you?”, Maria nodded in Steves direction. “Trying to avoid Natasha’s try’s to find me a date for the next party.” “She is still doing this?”, Maria asked and turned so she can face Steve. “Still?” “Yeah, she tried to set me up too. But I think after a few times she checked, that this isn’t a thing she can do with me.” “What did you do?” “Just showed her, that I am capable of doing this by my own.”, Maria felt her face blushing, after she said that. Oh god, she was really drunk. Under normal circumstances, she never would say something. Especially not in front of Steve. Steve smiled at her, what made her face even more blush. She turned herself away from him, and faces the city again. In the next moment her body shivers. It was colder outside then she thought it would be. She should have bing a jacket up here, but now it’s too late. Then Maria realised, that Steve already took his jacket of and wrapped it carefully around her shoulders. The brown leather jacket, she couldn’t take her gaze of the whole evening, because it fitted him so damn good. Her arms slipped automatically in the sleeves and she still felt the warmth of his body. “Thank you.” Steve just smiled.
They stand just there, when Steve hiccuped. Maria faced him and laughed. “Too much of Thor’s mead?”, she asked. But Steve didn’t laughed back. Instead he looked at her with that serious gaze of him and said: “Did anyone ever told you how beautiful you are, when you laugh?” Marias smile escaped her face. She stared at him and in the moment she tried to say something, cupped Steve her face and pulled her close. When their lips met, she feels her whole body heating up immediately. She realised, she was just staying there and doing nothing, when Steve pulled back slowly. She wrapped her hand around his neck and clawed the other in his button down, to stop him from ending the kiss.
She couldn’t tell, how long they stand there, but it felt like an eternity when they broke the kiss. “That was...”, Steve started, but Maria pressed her finger on his lips. “Don’t ruin it Rogers.”, she said with a smile. At this moment the firework started. Another thing, that Tony’s partys are legendary for. They turned around and Maria said: “Could it get more cheesy? A offered jacket, a kiss on the rooftop and a firework? What is this? A fucking movie?” “If this were a movie, you would not have said ‘fucking’ and kissed me instead again.”, Steve said amused. When Maria faced him again, they didn’t need another word. The second kiss was more passionated then the first one. When they broke it, they didn’t stepped away. They just stood there like this. Steve’s lips rested on Maria’s forehead and her hands were wrapped around his neck. Maria’s phone rang and both got frightened. After she checked the display, she looked at Steve. “Natasha asks where I am, and if I know where you are. I think we should go back.” Steve just nodded.
When they climbed down the ladder, Maria said: “I think it’s the best, if I wait a few minutes, before going back to the Party.”, Steve nodded again, but now there was a bit of sadness in his gaze. He turned around and grabbed for the door. “Steve”, Maria said. He turned around again. “Maybe we could continue this later?” A smile came up to Steve’s face, then he pressed Maria’s back to the wall and kissed her. When he left the room, Maria’s knees where still weak and her heart beat fast. This wasnt definitely something, what she expected from one of Tony’s party’s. And then she realised, that she still wore the brown leather jacket.
