fury totally orders the whole gang custom ugly sweaters for the holidays
it’s totally canon don’t touch me
oh, also:
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fury totally orders the whole gang custom ugly sweaters for the holidays
it’s totally canon don’t touch me
oh, also:
couldbetricky replied to your post:{Things I wonder about MCU!Fury on an almost-daily...
//I’ve always seen the start of their dynamic as a little shaky. I mean, he’s the leader of an organization that wanted her dead, so I could see some distrust there at first, on both their parts.
{Yeah, for sure, they're definitely on opposite sides at first. I've just always wondered what would've been the catalyst--or even just the first step--for a more trusting relationship.}
Jemma walked into the room, her fingers knotted together and pale due to pressure. ”I’m sorry, it’s just… Agent Fitz is going to be alright, isn’t he?” It would be intimidating to ask her question to anybody considering the variety of responses that she could be given, but it was somehow quite a bit scarier given his status and position within the old S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Agent Fitz is...still in recovery."
He pushed back his chair and stood, keeping his gaze on the desk in front of him as he neatly re-shuffled the diagnosis and treatment papers for the agent in question. Soon, they would be handed off to Coulson and he'd be back in the wind. "His doctors are doing what they can."
Selecting three specific report sheets, he stapled them together and pushed them across the desk toward Simmons. He couldn't--and wouldn't--give her the full report, not yet. "He's being diagnosed with hypoxia. I trust, with your background, you're already aware of some of the effects."
natasha + faceless @miaiphonos
{Things I wonder about MCU!Fury on an almost-daily basis...
His past is just hinted at all the time, with a few snapshots of seen through Alexander Pierce's monologuing and whatnot.
I want to know how he got where he is, what he's done, what keeps him up at night. What gets him up in the morning.
His relationship with Natasha, how did that start? What's it like? How did it evolve, and how long did that take? What did it take for them to get to a place where she trusted and looked up to him that much and was that hurt when he didn't tell her he was alive?
AND
How'd he lose his eye?}
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He lowers his half-empty drink and the ice cubes floating in the amber liquid clink against the glass as he sets it down on the cluttered desk.
"Agent," he says, gesturing to the glass and the files spread out in front of him. "It's my private time. What's on your mind?"
{Mun is now caught up on aired episodes of Agents of Shield!
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”It’s the next step, Nick. If you have the courage to take it.”
"No. I have the courage not to."
{Still around! I've been repainting and renovating my new house, hence the absence.
Should be getting to owed things and posting a few starters either today or tomorrow, depending on when I work.}