Maria Hill is like, thirty, and she’s DEPUTY DIRECTOR OF SHIELD. she’s basically one of the most powerful women in the world. is anybody writing what is sure to be an epic backstory? anybody?
(seriously, if you have links, throw them my way.)
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Is she the deputy director? I didn’t get that impression from the movie - I thought she was an agent, like Hawkeye and Coulson.
hmm, she’s billed as ‘agent’ on IMDB, but I could swear that she was referred to as DD in the promo.
THAT DOES NOT ELIMINATE THE NEED FOR MOAR MARIA.
Oh AGREED. Is it wrong that I ship her with Rhodey? Because I dunno, I can just see them super digging each other with their military backgrounds (in my headcanon, Hill is ex-Navy) and the exasperating superheroes around them that they have to keep alive somehow. Plus I feel like Rhodey’d be all, “Hey you want to check out my War Machine?” and she’d be all, “Daww, that usually works for you, doesn’t it?”
And then makeouts?
He meets her the first time because she made the call that saved Tony’s life.
As per usual.
He’d been gunning it back from Iraq in the War Machine as fast as the damn thing would go—Tony would say that it’d be faster, honeybear, if you’d just let me clean it up for you and strip all that Hammertech out, like seriously I feel violated just thinking about it, Rhodey come on, sweetheart, pleeease—and he still sees the massive explosion from ten miles out, and then his heart is in his throat until he touches down.
She’s the first one he sees at ground zero, directing troops in to sort through the wreckage of the warehouse, and he goes to her because she looks utterly calm amidst the chaos, and has the far-seeing expression of a seasoned commanding officer as she watches the movements of the other SHIELD agents.
The War Machine clanks heavily on the approach, and she turns and raises an eyebrow at him.
“Colonel Rhodes, I presume?”
“Where’s Tony?” he asks, flipping his faceplate up and sketching a salute.
“Well, he’d be right here with me if he’d listened to me ten seconds sooner,” she replies, but then she touches her earpiece, and nods. “But as it is, his team’s got him. A bit scraped up, but he’ll live.”
Jim exhales. “Better than usual, then.”
“Hm. What’d you do in a past life to deserve him?” she asks, and there’s the smallest sparkle in her expression, like she knows how he’ll respond.
Before he can, though, they’re interrupted.
“Colonel!” Captain America shouts from the other side of the crater. “We could use your help over here!”
“Sugarplum, you’re late to the party!” Tony sounds raspy and out of breath behind the faceplate, and yet he still manages to be an embarrassment.
Jim closes his eyes and tips his head up. ”I dunno,” he says in answer to her. “Either something amazing, or something terrible.”
“Maybe both,” she suggests, and then the sparkle spreads to the most minute of Mona Lisa smiles. It makes her whole demeanour light up. Jim finds himself, despite the panic that landed him here, snorting and letting his shoulders drop. He’s always been a sucker for competence, and she is so clearly that and more.
But then she’s turning away from him, barking orders again as she strides unhurriedly over a swell of broken pavement, and Jim has to shake himself slightly before taking off to go scold Tony and help the others.
It’s not until later that he realises he didn’t learn her name. Later still, that he realises that he really, really wants to.
MY NAME IS LEUPAGUS AND I APPROVE THIS MESSAGE.