**SPOILERS FOR EPISODE ONE OF MARVEL'S SECRET INVASIONS BELOW**
we don't live in a perfect society.
we don't.
know how I know that we don't?
because in a perfect society, in a dream society, within the universe of marvel, nicholas j. fury is living in complete harmony and peace with his boyfriend (yes- boyfriend) talos (no i will not be taking criticism 😌). and furthermore, they're both living together happily with their daughters around them. nick's three: carol, maria, & natasha. and talos' girl: g'iah even furthmore— carol's able to properly grieve her best friend's death and eventually is able to move on and be happy with valkyrie, & she's got her two girls, monica + kamala. not to mention, maria & natasha would openly be together and they would have a beautiful loving relationship whilst nat also has a very healing relationship with her little sis.
AND— nat would have definitely nudged bucky & sam in the right direction towards each other. sam would've been able to finally have someone to confide in over riley's death (& bucky would with steve's) and he & bucky would be incredible together. sam would take joaquin torres under his wing, and bucky, after a much-needed introduction from nat, would absolutely take yelena under his. he would finally find his purpose in the world, with guidance of course, but after so long, he would definitely appreciate that. not only that, but shuri udaku & peter benjamin parker would not have been given the hand they were unrighteously dealt and they wouldn't have had to grow up so fast and leave their childhoods behind. they'd still be protected. in a better world, tony would've introduced peter & harley to one another and passed his legacy onto them and onto morgan, whom he would've gotten to watch grow into a fine and capable young woman. this is how I know we don't live in a perfect world.
our world— hell, even the marvel world, earth-616 or -199999 or whatever the hell it is, it's not perfect. that's how I know. it's shit! we live in a dog-eat-dogshit world! and so do my comfort characters.
so fuck— what the hell is the point of anything then?
seriously— what the hell am I on?? why do these things come to my mind at 3:28pm on a random Monday, and make me just so uncontrollably upset afterwards. I don't get it, I don't like it. I don't WIKE it. I don't want it. 😭
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