((An RP blog for Agent Phil Coulson of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Come talk to me, I'm a snarky sonofa!
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| ◥ Asked by youcantgivemeorders |  | Peggy would politely avert her eyes because she knows personally that scars are a personal issue. He would tell her about them if he felt he needed to. That was all she needed. |
Phil would blush a little, get himself sorted out as quickly and neatly as possible, and get back to business. He wouldn’t mention any of it. |
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| ◥ Asked by Anonymous |  | He'd try to not stare at it and fail miserably and feel awkward about that. Or try to say something to take the awkward out and let it increase. -sleipnirsol -I'm on phone ok |
Phil would be much, much better at talking about his scars to Sleip than he would to most other people. He sees Sleipnir as a child - practically as one of his own - and he doesn’t want to make a kid feel like there’s something they can’t talk about with him. |
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| ◥ Asked by resurrectedtonystark |  | Tony will never see that scar, but he knows its there. He knows when he watches Coulson adjust his tie that there's a pucker of an old bullet wound that he was never there to see heal. |
Phil would turn away from Tony, and he wouldn’t turn back until he was fully dressed in his suit - his own kind of armor. |
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| ◥ Asked by strawberrysyruptuesdays |  | Gabe would smile bashfully and offer a robe, tracing one on the arm or shoulder as he approaches. He wouldn't speak, just nod and leave. |
Phil might smile awkwardly back, might flush a little and excuse himself, but he’d pull away from the touch. |
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| ◥ Asked by ineedthemark |  | Victor would immediately be apologetic, of course. Then two things would stick in his mind- one, he'd wonder if Vision knows Coulson has scars... And two, he'd wonder how Coulson got them. Maybe during that time they talked about, when he was a POW... |
Phil would smile politely and not say anything cruel or snappish, but he’ll be a little colder than usual for the rest of the day, until he can curl up in bed. |
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(Source: rpsituations)
He buries his face in his dad’s shoulder, a little whimper slipping out, but he’s already feeling a little better. “I-I know. I’m okay..” But he doesn’t loosen his grip on Phil’s shirt just yet.
Phil’s got nowhere else to be. He shifts to sit on the bed - his knees don’t like when he crouches like that. But he doesn’t loosen his grip on Steve even slightly. “What’s the matter, baby boy? The attack wake you up?”
Steve shakes his head slightly. “Bad dream. I started having an attack but I couldn’t find you or Papa and you guys had my inhaler.”
Phil nuzzles his son’s hair, thinking. “Well that’s a silly dream, since your inhaler should always be in your backpack or on your table.” He and Nick do carry a spare, but that’s beside the point. “And you know Papa and I won’t ever let you get lost.”
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Phil comes running when he hears that telltale cough. He crouches by Steve’s bed, rubbing his back and helping him bring the inhaler to his lips. “I’m here, sugarplum. You’re okay. Just relax.”Steve snuffles, breathing in his inhaler and feeling his chest loosen a little. “Th-thanks..” He burrows in closer to Phil, still a little rattled.
Phil just wraps his whole self around his son, rubbing his back gently. “Hey, it’s okay. I know those are scary, but you’re okay. Daddy’s got you.”
He buries his face in his dad’s shoulder, a little whimper slipping out, but he’s already feeling a little better. “I-I know. I’m okay..” But he doesn’t loosen his grip on Phil’s shirt just yet.
Phil’s got nowhere else to be. He shifts to sit on the bed - his knees don’t like when he crouches like that. But he doesn’t loosen his grip on Steve even slightly. “What’s the matter, baby boy? The attack wake you up?”
Phil comes running when he hears that telltale cough. He crouches by Steve’s bed, rubbing his back and helping him bring the inhaler to his lips. “I’m here, sugarplum. You’re okay. Just relax.”Steve snuffles, breathing in his inhaler and feeling his chest loosen a little. “Th-thanks..” He burrows in closer to Phil, still a little rattled.
Phil just wraps his whole self around his son, rubbing his back gently. “Hey, it’s okay. I know those are scary, but you’re okay. Daddy’s got you.”
sorry i’m too grumpy and miserable to do any more tonight
goodnight
