#mcu nick fury

[batcavescolony]

Steve: *freshly defrosted*

Fury: let's go over what you-

*alarm start going off through the building, agents are running around*

SHIELD Agent: *busting through the door* I'm sorry sir we can't stop her! She- *falls*

Heather(Captain America Historian): YOU! *aggressively points at Steve*

Steve: uh? Ye-

Heather: YOU LIED ON EVER SINGLE ENLISTMENT FORM YOU EVER FILLED OUT!

Steve:...

Fury: what is ha- what are you reaching for?

Heather: *pulls out a note book* you! Are. Going. To. Tell. Me. EVERYTHING! Let's start, we think you're from Brooklyn but are you ACTUALLY?

Steve: yes I'm from Brooklyn.

Fury: this is cla-

Heather: I DON'T CARE! Did you have a job before the military?

[theyanderespecialist]

Surveillance📸🕵🏿‍♂Yandere Fury X Gender Neutral Listener (Marvel/MCU) Black History Month 2025 2/9

[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Nick Fury (4th July 1950)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

[thewrittenpodcast]

Peter: Grandpa!

Tony: what where

May: you don't have-

Fury, wearing a knitted sweater and scarf: me

Fury: I'm grandpa fury

Tony:

May:

May: I'm not even going to ask how that happened

[billykcplan]

RECRUITMENT ↪ iron man (2008) ↪ the marvels (2023)

[jarvispoptart]

Steve, murmuring under his breath: please break my neck with your thighs

Tony: what ?

Steve, without thinking: I said I hate you and want to get high

Nick Fury, pausing the replay of their last mission where Tony had to fight without his armor: I think it’s time for a break

[thesuperheroesnetwork]

Texts From Superheroes

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[fruityspaceboy]

Loki: …

Y/N: *raises an eyebrow skeptically* ... Why are you being so quiet?

Loki: *failing to sound convincing* Well… I'm pregnant.

Y/N: *raises eyebrow higher* No, you're not... Whatchu do?

Loki: I may, or may have not… gotten… a kitten…

Y/N: Whuat?!

Loki: *brings out a rather weird looking kitten*

Y/N: *slightly shock, but retrospectively unsurprised* Is… is that a Flerken?!

Loki: *is grinning like an idiot* It's a kitten.

Y/N: *realization hits* Oh my fucking Hel, that is a Flerken! Where'd you find A bloody Flerken?

Loki: *insistent* IT'S A KITTEN ~

Y/N: *useless reasoning* It literally has Tentacles! It’s stomach's basically a Bag of Holding!

*A couple seconds of Silence*

Loki: *starting to grin again* We gonna keep it tho, yeah?

Y/N: *now grinning too* Don’t know, why you even ask. Heck yeah we gonna keep it.

Loki: And we’re gonna name it Hannibal.

[cece693]

Hothead

pairing: steve rogers x male reader tags: reader is an avenger, weird relationship dynamics, people think you're bad news, Steve sees the opposite, proving people wrong, hurt Steve, but reader tends to him and comforts him

You stride into the briefing room with a chip on your shoulder, ready to butt heads with whoever decides to question your methods today. Tony throws you a quick glance, eyebrows raised in contempt—or maybe curiosity. Clint, seated backward on a chair, eyes you warily. Natasha merely tightens her jaw and shifts in her seat. Bruce goes quiet, trying not to ruffle your feathers. And Thor, well, he’s half-amused but uncertain. After all, you’re not exactly known for your subtlety.

In truth, you don’t blame them for looking. By now, the Avengers had time to know you: you’re the hotheaded guy who’d rather slug first and ask questions later. The one who’ll bark at a helpless agent for misfiling paperwork or curse at an enemy mid-battle with no shame. No one can figure it out—why in the world did Steve Rogers, the ultimate golden boy, choose you of all people?

He’s not here yet, so you stand alone in your corner, arms crossed, lips set in a firm line. Fury’s voice drones on about mission updates and tactical readiness, but you hardly listen. You’ve already memorized the mission parameters on the flight here. You’re scanning the room for threats, evaluating every inch. To the untrained eye, you’re on edge, maybe just itching for a confrontation. The team sees the tension brimming beneath your stance.

It’s only when you feel a steady hand come to rest lightly on your arm that you uncross your arms. Steve appears beside you, the warmth of his palm pressing through the fabric of your uniform. He doesn’t say a word—doesn’t have to. Your glare softens. If anyone notices, they pretend not to. But you’ve learned how to be subtle for him.

You’re both exhausted when you touch down after the mission, battered and bruised. You had insisted on being the decoy, drawing enemy fire, because you handle force better than most. You’d never share this, but you did it so Steve wouldn’t have to. He’s strong—beyond strong—but you’ve never shaken your protective streak.

The rest of the team fans out. Everyone’s too drained to talk, but the confusion is still there. More than one pair of eyes lingers on you as you carefully loop Steve’s arm around your shoulder, guiding him to sit on a bench in the hangar. The second he’s down, your hands are on his face, tilting it up gently to assess the bruise blossoming along his cheekbone. “Stevie,” you murmur, the syllables so low that the others almost miss them, “Does it hurt too bad?��

He gives you a small smile. “I’m alright. Just need some ice.”

Your brow furrows. Gone is your scowl from earlier—no arrogance, no fists clenched, nothing of the raging storm you usually are. Instead, there’s only concern, your thumb brushing the bruise with trembling care. The hush that falls over the rest of the Avengers is deafening. “Stay put,” you say quietly, your voice gruff. “Don’t move.”

He nods, trusting you. You stalk away to grab an ice pack, ignoring everyone else. When you return, you kneel in front of Steve, pressing the cool compress to his cheek. Your free hand drifts to the back of his neck, softly coaxing him closer, checking for other injuries. “You’re such a brat,” Steve teases under his breath, but there’s unmissable fondness in his tone.

"You like that about me,” you quip. And the corners of his lips curve into a warmer smile.

Steve gently pats your hand where it’s wrapped around the ice pack. “Thanks for looking out for me.”

You don’t respond at first. You just nod, focusing on the cut above his eyebrow that’s starting to bleed. You rummage through a makeshift first-aid kit, dabbing at his wound with a gauze pad. The lines between your brows deepen every time he flinches. Finally, you speak, low enough that the words are almost lost: “I’m always here, Rogers.”

The rest of the team stands by, silent observers to your quiet exchange. Every so often, Tony exchanges looks with Clint or Bruce. No one expected you, the loudmouth with fists perpetually clenched, to be so gentle. The sweet murmur of “Stevie” just doesn’t match the image they have of you threatening an enemy on the battlefield mere hours ago.

When you finish, you wipe your hands on your pant leg and place a careful, feather-light kiss on Steve’s knuckles. You do it unthinkingly—he’s still trembling a bit, adrenaline coursing through his body. In that soft touch, the Avengers finally see it. They realize you may wear rough edges on the outside, but it’s purely the armor you put up to keep those you care about safe.

Steve, with a smile lighting his face, reaches up and cups your cheek. “Thanks,” he says again, and in that moment, the rest of the team witnesses a warmth in your eyes they never imagined was there.

“Take it easy, Cap,” you say. Your voice drops so no one else can hear, but your words catch the edges of Tony’s hearing regardless. “I love you, you know that?”

Steve’s eyes sparkle, and he presses his forehead gently against yours, relieved. “I know,” he murmurs back, “and I love you too.”

At a respectful distance, Natasha and Clint exchange glances. Bruce glances at Tony, who just offers a slight shrug. The legendary Captain America had fallen for a man with grit and fire, a man so different from him that it left them all baffled. Yet here you are, devoted and steady, unafraid to bare that tenderness when it counts.

Tony can’t help but grin a little. Leaning over to Clint, he mutters, “Well, guess there’s more to him than a bad attitude and a mean right hook.”

Clint only shrugs. “Steve sees it, and that’s enough.” And it is. Because in the end, for Steve Rogers, you’ll always be the one who keeps him safe, wipes his wounds clean, and whispers the gentlest words in the quiet aftermath of chaos—and no one can deny how right that looks on you.

[themarysuep]

Some moments where Kamala was a total mood:

1. Asking Fury and Monica why their tablets are transparent when everything is top secret.

2. Geeking out when she puts on a comm unit (and Monica saying something like baby we hear you loll)

3. Making sure to find out what SABER stands for.

4. Getting excited at Fury having 'intel' on her.

5. Dancing on Aladna.

6. Agreeing that she's totally writing fanfic after seeing Yan and Carol together.

7. The Kree hiding from her in fear and her telling them she can't fly so can she have a space ship or something.

8. Going after the SABER crew with the flerkittens.

9. Sweeping her house when there was a literal hole in the roof 😭😭😭

10. Carol saying she feels lonely and her immediately replying that she will drop high school to spend time with Carol so she doesn't feel lonely.

[hurtspideyparker]

Tony and Steve: *arguing in the meeting room*

Fury: You two need to learn to get along like grown men!

—Fury returns 3 mins later—

Tony and Steve: *making out on the table*

Fury: THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT

[theyanderespecialist]

Base Yandere Nick Fury Headcanons: Yandere Surveillance (Marvel/MCU)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one is with Nick Fury From The Marvel Universe, Mainly The MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe) so it is going to be him with his base yandere headcanons! Please Enjoy this chapter here!] 

(Disclaimer: Nick Fury is not yandere in canon!  This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)  -Base Yandere Headcanons With Yandere Nick Fury From The Marvel/Mainly Marvel Cinematic Universe Aka The MCU- 

.Now Fury is a hard man to describe as a yandere, being an enigma of a man before any yandere stuff does not make him like a lot of other yanderes. 

.For example, he is not the type of yandere that would trust easily, this going for not only rivals but for his darling as well.

.That is right Fury does not trust his rivals and all and for that, he keeps his guard up around them. 

.Saying how they could not be trusted around you the love of his life, and how he has to keep you safe and sound. 

.And for him not fully trusting you, he will tell you the last person that he trusted ended up losing his eye. 

.Of course, we know this had come from goose and not an enemy. (Which Valid, cats/Whatever the heck goose was are the spawns of Satan, and yes, I will still love them) 

.Even so he still only trusts a few people and as his darling, you would have to earn his trust and if you do earn his trust he would be more likely to let you have freedoms and he does not stalk you as much. 

.Well he does not call it stalking, but more like keeping surveillance on you, no matter where you go. 

.No matter what part of the world you go to he is going to have an eye on you.  .And most likely agents he can trust to stay close to you so they can keep you safe just in case something went down. 

.Also remember this protection he has for you, can only get worse, to the point he might lock you away somewhere nice so that he can keep you safe and sound. 

.Fury does not love or trust easy, so for him to fall in love with you and want you to be his and his alone is a big thing for him. 

.He would still have you call him Fury in public, but in private he allows you to call him one very specific pet name. 

.He does this as well so he knows if someone is trying to pretend to be you and that way he knows if you are possibly in danger. 

.Speaking of which he will have code names and plans for you if you are ever to face a situation where there is more than one of him and you need to tell which Fury, is the real Fury. 

.He is also going to teach you how to defend yourself and keep you safe, just in case he is not there to keep you safe himself. 

.He is a very, very protective yandere so much that he once again trained you to fight and shoot a gun. 

.As well as do everything he can to keep you safe, with surveillance on you, and even bodyguards that you do not know are even there. 

.He might be a bit of a paranoid yandere, slightly because he knows what is out there in the world, and he knows he cannot one hundred percent protect you from it. 

.The Devastation he felt when he saw you snapped out of existence by Thanos. 

.After that he knows that there is not a lot he can do, all he knows is that he has to protect you from every single threat in the universe. 

.And this is where he would most likely have you kidnapped and brought to a safe location. 

.Yours and his safe house where you and he are kept safe and sound from the rest of the world. 

.This could even up in space while he is working on saber. 

.He would not be above killing rivals and potential threats to your safety. 

.So he would do everything he could to keep rivals away with threats, blackmail, and more. (This goes the same for anyone who is a threat to your safety) 

.If that does not work he will either frame them with planted evidence which he planted himself and end up the rival of threat taking out of the picture. 

.If that does not work either you can bet your butt that he would kill them. 

.In this he is keeping you safe and protecting you and sometimes he has to make the hard calls to protect you. 

.You did not know what he did to the people that would have hurt you or stolen you away from him. 

.Side note he did not care who it was that was in the way of his love for you, hell it could be your own damn family. 

.He will not hesitate to treat your family like a hostile threat if they try and keep you from him. 

.If you had a partner before him, well that partner would go missing and no one would know what happened to your former partner. 

.I do not even know what Furt would done to your former partner, is a top classified case. 

.That is right since he is a member and leader of the earth's secret organization. 

.He keeps a lot of things from you and you do not have to worry about that. 

.He would be a yandere that has so many secrets. 

.Like all the rivals and threats he killed, or all the cameras in your home, or the people he has following at all times, you did not need to know about any of that or anything else for that matter. 

.All you had to know is that he loved you and he would do whatever it took to keep you safe and sound and happy. 

.Although your being safe and sound comes before your happiness. 

.He would confess to you privately and intimately, letting you know how he feels about you, and that it was okay if you did not return his love. 

.That he could understand if you did not love him back. 

.He would back off but really he is just letting you have your space, he understands if you do not love him back he will not force you. .Instead, he is still going to make sure that no one hurts you and that you love no one else. 

.That is his yandere side for sure showing, that he could not allow you to be with anyone else. 

.If you accept his love he is content and you and him will have that safe house with cats. 

.He would not push you into having kids as he just wants you safe and sound, but you will have cats as fur babies. And if you are allergic they will be hairless or semi hairless cats! 

.He is a devoted yandere that put all his heart and yandere nature into loving you and keeping you safe! 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, Another chapter done! I hope you all enjoyed this! Happy Black History Month! And Stay Sexy All Of My Sexy Muffins!] 

[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Nick Fury (4th July 1950)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

[sunarryn]

DP X Marvel #22

Nick Fury hadn’t known peace in years. Aliens, HYDRA, interdimensional rifts, Tony Stark’s emotional instability—he thought he’d seen it all. That was until a small, gremlin-like twelve-year-old girl phased through the wall of the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier, exploded three vending machines with a casual flick of her wrist, and declared with unshakeable confidence, “You guys owe me a snack for saving the multiverse.”

Her name was Danielle Phantom—Dani, with an “i”—and she was, allegedly, a clone of a ghost-human hybrid from another dimension. She was twelve, made entirely out of spite and ectoplasm, and Nick Fury made the catastrophic mistake of not immediately tossing her into a containment chamber.

Not that it would’ve helped. The last time they tried, she melted the titanium walls by burping.

“She’s not a threat,” Banner had insisted.

“She’s twelve!” Steve argued.

“She called me a rotting rotisserie chicken and set my cape on fire,” Thor grumbled, looking genuinely unsettled.

“She’s perfect,” Tony said. “Can I adopt her?”

“NO,” Fury barked. “She’s mine.”

And that’s how Dani Phantom became Nick Fury’s personal chaos goblin.

It started with the incident in Belarus. Fury had sent her to shadow a low-risk intel extraction mission—get in, get out, observe. She got bored. Two hours later, she returned with the mission completed, three HYDRA bases blown up, and a new trench coat she’d stolen off an agent twice her size. She looked proud. She also had a churro.

“Where the hell did you get that?” Fury asked.

“Multiversal Costco. Long story.”

She ate it while hovering upside down.

Dani didn’t walk. She floated. She didn’t knock. She phased through walls, floors, and sometimes people, which she claimed was “great for making dudes pee themselves.” She kept trying to haunt Clint Barton’s hearing aids (“for funsies”), called Natasha “Murder Barbie,” and threatened to sell Peter to the Tooth Fairy for “a good price.”

“I don’t even have ghost teeth!” Peter shrieked.

“Exactly. You’re rare,” Dani replied ominously.

She made the mistake of touching Loki once. Just once. She’d been told not to.

“Don’t touch the Asgardian,” Fury had said.

“Why not?” she asked.

“Because he’s the God of Mischief.”

“Oh. Cool.”

She poked him.

Loki screamed. She screamed louder. Everyone screamed. For some reason, there were snakes involved by the end of it.

Now, every time Loki sees Dani, he immediately teleports to another continent. “She’s worse than Odin,” he whispers, eyes wide and glassy.

Fury had to admit: Dani got results. She was an absolute menace—a glowing, cackling, miniature poltergeist in ripped jeans and combat boots—but she could sniff out a Kree spy from fifty yards away, beat an Ultron drone with a piece of rebar, and disable alien tech by licking it. (He didn’t approve of that one, but she claimed it was “a ghost thing.”)

“Why do you keep her?” Hill asked him one day, as Dani was in the background convincing a rookie agent that she was a resurrected Soviet weapon.

Fury sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Because the little gremlin saved my life.”

That part was true. He’d been cornered by a Skrull impersonating Agent Coulson, and before he could blink, Dani had flown through the ceiling screaming, “NOT MY BALD DAD, YOU SLIMEY LIZARD BASTARD!” She obliterated the Skrull with a ghost ray and threw Fury over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“You weigh like a thousand pounds!” she’d grunted, struggling to fly him out of danger.

“Put me down!”

“No! You’re grounded and dying on my watch is against the rules!”

It was, somehow, the most competent rescue Fury had ever experienced.

From then on, Dani followed him everywhere. She sat in on briefings, chewing bubblegum obnoxiously loud. She hacked into S.H.I.E.L.D. files just to draw little ghost doodles on top of agent profiles. She replaced the AI’s voice with her own. Every time the intercom came on, it was her:

“Attention all agents, remember to hydrate or I will personally possess you and make you chug milk.”

She terrorized the Avengers with zero remorse. Steve got glitter-bombed. Clint was stalked by a floating sandwich. Banner’s lab notes were mysteriously replaced with eldritch doodles and “Dani was here” scribbled in the margins. Tony found all his Iron Man suits programmed to play “Ghostbusters” every time they powered on.

“I SWEAR TO GOD, IF I HEAR THAT SONG ONE MORE TIME—”

“Who ya gonna call?” Dani whispered from inside the vents.

Tony screamed.

But in her own completely deranged way, she was loyal. Deadly. Protective.

When some alien parasite tried to mind-control Fury, Dani showed up mid-briefing, opened her mouth, and screamed—a full-on ghost wail that shattered the windows and disintegrated the creature instantly.

Silence.

Everyone stared.

Dani wiped her mouth and grinned. “Oops. Was that loud?”

Fury was on the floor, bleeding from the ears. “You think?”

Later, she brought him noise-canceling earmuffs with skull stickers. “For next time.”

Fury eventually stopped questioning it. He’d wake up and find her floating three inches above his bed.

“Sleep check,” she’d say.

“I am very awake now.”

“Good.”

She haunted meetings, stole alien artifacts to make jewelry, and referred to Maria Hill exclusively as “General Mom.” She threatened to possess Tony’s coffee machine and did it. It only made decaf for three months. He cried.

And somehow, Dani ended up as the unofficial child mascot of S.H.I.E.L.D.

She was terrifying.

She was beloved.

She bit Deadpool once. He cried.

And yet, when Fury got taken by a rogue faction of former S.W.O.R.D. agents trying to expose classified data, the first person to show up wasn’t Steve, or Natasha, or even Carol.

It was Dani.

She burst in mid-interrogation, glowing, floating, and furious. Her eyes blazed green. Her ponytail whipped behind her like a comet trail. She didn’t say anything.

She just started throwing people.

“YOU THINK YOU CAN KIDNAP MY DAD?!” she screamed, hurling a desk at someone’s face. “I live in his walls! I KNOW THINGS!”

“You’re not even related to me!” Fury yelled as she fried a guy with ectoplasmic lightning.

“I TOOK A BLOOD TEST ONLINE AND IT SAID I’M 78% NICK FURY, 22% CHICKEN NUGGET!”

“You WHAT?!”

She ghost-punched the lead agent into the ceiling, caught Fury by the collar, and flew him out of the crumbling compound as everything exploded behind them.

When they landed, she wiped the soot from his coat, then hugged him hard.

He stood there stiffly before awkwardly patting her head.

“You’re insane,” he muttered.

“Thanks, Dad.”

“I’m not your—”

“Too late. I already wrote it in my diary.”

Later, at S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ, Dani threw her feet up on the command table and declared, “This whole place is my haunted house now.”

Nobody argued.

The AI was programmed to greet her.

The agents stepped aside when she passed.

She had a personal couch that she’d painted green and black, and a glowing “NO NERDS” sign that Tony kept trying to steal.

Every so often, she disappeared into the multiverse. “Gotta stretch the legs,” she’d say, then come back two hours later with three infinity stones, a new jacket, and a baby goat.

Fury didn’t ask.

He learned not to ask.

But when the next alien invasion hit—when half of Manhattan lit up with something eldritch and writhing and very not-from-Earth—it wasn’t Thor who responded first.

It was Dani.

Hovering above Times Square, cracking her knuckles, eyes glowing like nuclear fallout.

“Alright, weird space tentacle thing,” she said. “You just messed with the wrong twelve-year-old.”

And from the helicarrier, sipping his bitter coffee, Nick Fury watched the ghost girl he never asked for absolutely wreck an interdimensional horror, cackling like a goblin while civilians cheered.

He sighed.

“God help us all.”

[anxietyriddenbutterfly]

Rewatching Captain America: The Winter Soldier just makes me think about how smart Steve is. I feel like he is often overshadowed by other Avengers, such as Bruce, Tony and Nat.

In WS, he has many moments that portray the way his brain thinks. My personal favorites are the elevator scene and when him and Nat arrive at the old army camp. He knows those agents are coming after him due to slight body language, such as a hand on a gun or a couple of beads of sweat while in the elevator. At the old army base, he is able to find the room with Zola with little information. He uses his knowledge on army regulations to find the old SHIELD office. From there, he is just able to notice little things that are off, such as the shelves that reveal the computer.

Sorry for the lil rant, but I just think Steve deserves more intellectual credit than the fandom gives him.

[incorrect-marvel-because-why-not]

Tony: Why do you act like we’re three year olds? Fury, exasperated: WHY?!? Fury points at Clint: YOU TRIED TO HIJACK A CAR! Fury points at Steve: YOU NEARLY JUMPED 20 FEET OFF A CAR PARK! Fury points at Tony: AND YOU ATE MULTIPLE DRIED LEAVES AND ROCKS OFF THE GROUND! Fury: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????