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Nick Fury x Daughter!Reader Mockingbird

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A/N: Father/daughter story.
Shorter shot. There wasn’t really a plot to follow, just a story about you being Nick’s weakness.

Nick Fury was a hard man. Years of working for and with SHIELD had made him so. He was frightening and temperamental; a man on whose bad side nobody wanted to be. He made a great leader with his independent leader personality. His agents respected him enough to follow his orders and the Avengers knew better than to directly disobey. He had worked hard and earned his position at the top.
But they say that everyone has a soft spot, and you were Nick’s.
As his adopted daughter, you were the most important thing in his life. Your mother had been the love of his life, and though he had been nervous and skeptical upon finding out that she already had a child, you’d become his favorite little girl. He was hesitant to play Daddy to a young child, unsure if he could handle it and not wanting to step on any toes since you weren’t his, but within months of his relationship with your mother, you’d begun to call him “Daddy” and never wanted him to leave. You were more than ecstatic when they finally married, opting for you to be the flower girl at eight years old. Fury then left his one bedroom apartment and moved into your family home with you and all of your pets.

Your mother’s death hit both you and Nick very hard and very fast. She had run to the store, leaving you and your new stepdad at home to play and watch movies. It was a quick run for some milk and sugar so the three of you could make cookies that night after dinner.
You were watching the news when it happened. After convincing Nick to explain to you what he did for a living, and your now nine year old self barely understanding, he’d convinced you to watch the news with him.
“The news tells us when bad people are out doing bad things,” Nick had explained. “Then I know I have a job to do.”
You proceeded to believe he was a superhero.
So here you sat, watching the afternoon news with Nick. Your mom had only been gone for an hour or two when you saw a very familiar, albeit smashed all to Hell, car on the screen. Your eyes widened in fear as you turned to look at Nick, waiting for him to tell you that it was okay and not your mother’s car.
His eyes were glued to the screen until they showed the remains of the driver, the very familiar mop of (m/h/c) hair and (s/c) skin. Tears filled his one good eye as he ducked his head, hands balled into fists.
“Nick?” you asked gently. “Was that… was that Mommy?”
The way your voice broke as you said her name broke his heart, and he reached out to pull you into his arms. You knew immediately that your mother was gone, and tears came flooding out of your eyes and into his shirt.

Nick got some of his SHIELD friends to help arrange her funeral, following her will exactly. They all attended for moral support, wanting to comfort their boss and his new daughter.
As your official stepdad and since your birth father was dead, Nick had legal rights to your guardianship. He filed the adoption papers, asking if you wanted to keep your last name or take his. After a moment of thinking, you opted to take his, “Just like Mommy did.”
He raised you from then on, keeping a watchful eye on your safety. He had an agent stay with you when he would have to go away on mission, especially if he were to be gone more than a couple of hours. He tried to keep your information out of the system, lowering the chance of his enemies getting a hold of it. You hadn’t even met anyone on the team, save for a couple of agents hired for babysitting jobs.
Before too long, threats came in to SHIELD headquarters, informing Nick that his enemies knew about you. Concerned for your safety, he began bringing you along when he had paperwork to do or missions to assign. He made sure you were left with his best agents when he himself had to go on assignment; otherwise, you never left his sight.
The whole team loved you. You were almost twelve when you met the Avengers, and no one knew how much they all liked kids. Tony took it upon himself to spoil you rotten with tech toys, offering you a new gift every week. Bruce showed you kid-friendly science procedures after you told him how fascinating it was to watch beakers bubble over. Steve watched Disney movies with you, serving as a part-time babysitter. Thor would play Midgardian games such as Sorry and Uno with you, though he didn’t fully understand. Natasha would occasionally cook for you, sharing a lunch of grilled cheese and tomato soup. Clint made you your own personal bow and taught you enough archery to defend yourself from afar. Agents Hill and Coulson took a liking to you as well. They also offered to babysit when Fury was away as long as they had no pressing affairs to attend to.

Nick Fury was a hard man. But he would always ensure that his little girl was taken care of.
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copious-confusion's avatar
This is cute and I fangirled