#mockingagent

Title:  Not Just Another Selfie

Creator:  ladydeathfaerie

Recipient:  dazzledfirestar

Characters/Pairings: Phil Coulson/Nick Fury/Bobbi Morse, Melinda May

Content Info: some mild language, Mention of blood, mild violence, brief talk of Phil's hand and how he's coping, there are more than those four characters in the story, Everybody Lives, Not Canon Compliant

look at them

Shopping, talking about places to eat... disagreeing on how to proceed while being friendly and clearly having ridiculous amounts of respect for each other.

Bobbi Morse, this is the man you should have in your life.

Fuck that loser you're sleeping with. He's a piece of shit.

I know there’s clearly a lot of respect between them & Phil acting a like a dork with his hat & Bobbi rolling her eyes fondly at him because he’s her dork. If they were on their honeymoon they could have gone to the beach for some surfing later too.

And he's all "KNOW WHERE WE SHOULD GO FOR DINNER AFTER THIS?" like come on! And surfing after that! and then making out on the beach and stuff because yes please.

Is it Bobbi/Phil and how much they look like they were on their honeymoon? Because you can scream to me I’m listening lol

IT SO IS OMFG

I sat here, squeeing to myself and going "didn't I fucking WRITE this fic?" and hoping that maybe this could be a thing now? Maybe?

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel 616, Thor (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Phil Coulson/Bobbi Morse Characters: Bobbi Morse, Phil Coulson, Clint Barton Additional Tags: Discussion of canon violence, Established Relationship Summary:

when or if I started shipping it: lol September 2011. Thank you RP.

my thoughts: Other than my extreme disappointment in their lack of interaction in Secret Avengers? They’d just mesh so WELL together. I think they’d just snark at everyone and smile and… god, it’d be AWESOME!

What makes me happy about them: The competence. Holy shit can these two get stuff done!

What makes me sad about them: That there’s nothing for canon interaction. Like AT ALL.

things done in art/fic that annoys me: That there is none?

things I look for in art/fic: That it exists at all!

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Phil… again, little black dress but Melinda, Nick and Rhodey top the list. Bobbi and Natasha would be amazing. 

My happily ever after for them: Bobbi ends up on the Bus and they find out all the things SHIELD doesn’t want them to know. Then they take a proper Tahitian holiday and start up the World Counterterrorism Agency in order to do what SHIELD won’t and to keep them in check.

Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy) - Big & Rich

Undercover work wasn’t something either of them did often anymore. This particular assignment wasn’t exactly in either of their comfort zones, if they were honest about it but nearly a year of tracking this particular HYDRA cell meant neither of them were going to turn down the chance to see it through to the end.

The town was small. A couple shops, restaurants, a bar and a couple dozen houses. The surrounding area was small family farms and on one of those farms, apparently a HYDRA base. The idea was to blend in, get to know some of the locals and see what they knew. It wasn’t going to be easy, but they’d manage somehow.

Bobbi was willing to admit though, the jeans made her stare. She looked up when he turned around and hoped her ability to pull it together was enough. Apparently it wasn’t. “What?”

"Nothing." She smiled and shook her head before waving her hand vaguely in his direction. "It’s a good look for you."

"Think so?" He smirked, obviously knowing exactly what she’d been thinking. Smug bastard.

"I do." She smirked back and turned her back on him to pick up her purse, bending at the waist. If he was going to play this game, she was up for it. 

"Jesus, Bobbi…" His hands were on her hips a moment after she stood back up. She smiled innocently at him over her shoulder before he pressed a quick kiss to her lips. "Did you paint those on?"

She rolled her hips against him and laughed. “You can find out later.” She kissed him back and pulled away. “We have work to do first.”

"I’ll do my best to focus." Phil let out a long suffering sigh as his eyes take her in again. The jeans were tight, she would admit that but she hadn’t thought that was all it would take to get past that professional resolve.  "Those HYDRA goons better show up early though."