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avengerdaisy · 8 months
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cosmicqvake · 17 days
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I saw someone on tiktok say, “does anyone think about how over the course of the show, Coulson had to watch Daisy’s spark fade like May’s did after Bahrain?” and I’ve not recovered, frankly.
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incorrect-multiverse · 3 months
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Daisy *Sneaks onto the base at 2AM*
May *turning in swivel chair*: Care to tell me where you were?
Daisy: I was with.. uh.. Coulson!
Coulson *also turns in swivel chair*: care to- *keeps spinning*- May, I can’t stop this chair!
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skyler10fic · 5 months
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Headcanon that Skye starts saying "ugh okay MOM" to May when May is being The Adult in all their various domesticy team situations (particularly as Skye's CO), at least once they are comfortable enough around each other to appreciate (read: good-naturedly tolerate) sarcasm from each other. But then by the time she's Daisy, the sarcasm is more half-hearted in her voice, warmer and barely covering the longing and unstated love. May's orders become more like motherly wisdom and her eye rolls are paired with her subtle smile. And eventually the pretense drops and what was once a jab and then an inside joke is now something like a nickname. And eventually, at the academy, everyone new in May's life assumes the photo on her desk is her daughter. And, she is. Maybe not something as formal as adoption and paperwork, nor even a fuzzy heartfelt conversation, but things with them didn't ever need formality to be real anyway. They know.
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If I had a nickel for every show where there is a extremely pretty lady that's been made tough by the hard life she's had, serving in an organization that isn't good all the time but isn't bad, while carrying the trauma of something she can't talk about, and she serves as the right hand lady of her male best friend that is the top leader of their work place who is goofy, likes to cook, makes dad jokes, and has just absolute dad energy, and is going to die and they know it, and they're both (non cannon, except to me) bisexual and they are just as blorbo together if they are life long best friends or married, and they both mentor / parent a witty, dark haired female lead that has trauma from both her traumatic childhood and the fact she is descended from someone who has weird genetics that gave them power but was also a murderer that hurt people, so she fears she is a monster until meeting someone almost like her who explains that her genetic mutation isnt morally bad and she isnt genetically predisposed to being a monster and they all work together and go on missions sometimes out in space but they are such a family it kills me
I'd have two nickels which like. I love.
But like. Melinda may, Philip Coulson and Daisy Johnson are just. So Una Chin Riley, Christopher Pike, and La'an Noonien Singh. The venn diagram is a circle. I am going insane over this
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Daisy: Coulson, how do I get revenge on my enemies?
Coulson: The best revenge is letting go and living life to the fullest!
Daisy:
Daisy: May, how do I–
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hgstuff · 10 months
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mx-loar-tev · 3 months
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Me: This fandom needs more content!
Me: *goes to create stuff for this fandom*
Me:
Me:
Me: *disappears into the void*
One year later...
Me: so I have 27 new WIPs and finished none of the ones I was working on before...
Me: oh and I have one new hyperfixation on a totally different TV shows. Bye!
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backgroundagent3 · 1 year
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After Skye's first week on the Bus...
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tremorsmackenzie · 11 months
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just wanna point out that in 2x19 "The Dirty Half Dozen" at the same time as coulson is trying to convince may to let him go rescue a bunch of enhanced prisoners from hydra, skye is doing the same exact thing back at afterlife. shes his daughter, period.
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apocalyptichearts · 1 year
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I have so many philindaisy baby daisy au (is that what it’s called?) emotions— like it’s overflowing and i can’t stop drawing them!!
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Also I’m obsessed with the idea of May being her usual like intimidating, agent self, ordering new recruits around and what not, all the whilst shes got this colourful, babbling toddler on her hip. Like omg, my heart <3
Oh and Coulson would definitely be that one parent who takes pictures of everything their kid (and by proxy the mother as well) does. Like, when Daisy was little little, May probably had to confiscate his camera bcus he was taking the most godawful pictures of her just absolutely sleep deprived holding an admittedly cute baby Daisy.
all this to say that i’m currently loosing my mind—
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cosmicqvake · 8 months
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Daisy being so high key happy and amused by the fact her parents kissed will always be the greatest idc. She’s the embodiment of the *slightly* immature, nosy child and I will forever love it lmao
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incorrect-multiverse · 2 months
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Daisy: Can we go get ice cream?
Coulson: Did you ask May?
Daisy: She said no.
Coulson: Then why are you asking me?
Daisy: Because she’s not the boss of you.
Coulson *internally*: It’s a trap it’s a trap it’s a trap-
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Ten years ago (I posted on FFN before AO3) I first posted the story that changed my life. It's the story that made me fall in love with writing, that made me love PhilindaDaisy family more than i thought was possible, that made watch more Marvel than just AO3, which made me feel apart of something. I can't believe it's been ten years. I wrote this entire series before Agents of SHIELD season 2, but I'm amazed at how many things I've reference or used in a different way that happened later. I have considered re-writing or editing this series but it holds too much of a special place in my heart.
I really want to write a AOS story again, or continue one of the ones that is still a WIP but i'm stuck on ideas.
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The perfect combination: Philindaisy SpyxFamily AU
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skyler10fic · 4 months
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Seasons Meetings
By Skyler10
Summary: Daisy brings her new girlfriend home to meet her parents, and Phil and Melinda are thrilled.
A/N: Wrote this on the plane home alone to a less accepting family and edited on the flight back, so I hope this helps all of us who have parents who wouldn't react in this welcoming of a way. *hugs
Read on Ao3
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Melinda May was in awe looking back at her past holiday family photos. She’d aged, despite her husband’s protests to the contrary. He had too, but gracefully, carrying the wisdom and laugh lines of experience, complimenting his gentle kindness. Their tiny baby transformed through each photo—first into a delightful and hyperactive little girl, then to an adorkable preteen, then to a depressed teenager with long hair dyed even blacker than her natural dark brown and with matching nails and thick eyeliner. She smiled, but it barely covered the truth. Those were rough years for them all.
But the photo tradition had continued. The longer Daisy was in college, the more she bloomed. She matured into a radiant young adult, if self-deprecating and with still a bit of that old insecurity when she ran into old classmates when home for the holidays. Former teachers and senseis and parents of friends asked every time when she was going to bring home a boyfriend, how she could possibly still be single, and didn’t she want to give her parents grandchildren?
Melinda always redirected the conversation, with a protective arm around her daughter’s shoulders. Both Melinda and Phil were quick to reassure Daisy that they were proud of her regardless of her relationship status or whether she ever had children. Daisy was grateful but said no more on the subject. She mentioned boyfriends here and there, and a girl or two, but none made it to Christmas or to meeting her parents. Melinda and Phil worried that Daisy's teen years were still haunting her all these years later.
In Daisy’s senior year of high school, she came out as bi to her parents in a tearful outpouring of secrets at the lowest point of her depression, but it proved to be a turning point. To Phil and Melinda, it was also a relief as it answered so many questions. It wasn’t just her ADHD, the high expectations on her as a tech genius, and the stress of moving away to college soon. She’d had her heart broken a year earlier by a girl who wasn’t ready to be out and denied they had ever had anything between them. The girl's friends shamed and bullied Daisy for months, but eased up over the summer and the fall semester. But as pressure mounted in the spring before graduation, Phil and Melinda found Daisy in her room crying so hard that dark streaks of mascara stained Phil’s shirt as he pulled her close. She’d been photographed flirting with another girl, and the photo had made its way around social media with meme text about sin and “confusion” in “our schools,” with the cyberbullying perpetuated by the girl from the previous year who had now joined an evangelical youth group.
No one could blame Daisy for staying away after high school graduation. She spent her summer breaks in impressive internships until one of those internships turned into a job at the end of those four years. But through university and now as a working professional, she always came home for Christmas.
This year, however, she wouldn’t be coming alone. She said she had a special guest, but she wanted it to be a surprise.
Melinda and Phil lit up when they saw their precious girl appear from the airport terminal. But the bombshell blonde with her made their smiles even bigger. The blonde caught Daisy’s scarf as it fell off and they stopped so she could wrap it back around Daisy’s neck. Daisy pecked a kiss to the blonde’s cheek and took her hand.
“Mystery solved then,” Phil quipped to Melinda. Melinda sent him an amused look of agreement before they waved to catch Daisy's attention.
After reunion hugs were exchanged, Daisy introduced them to the blonde who was politely waiting behind her.
“Okay, don't be weird,” Daisy warned, “but this is my girlfriend, Carol Danvers. Surprise! Carol, this is my mom and dad.”
Daisy's nervous smile told Melinda all she needed to know. Daisy was in love. This was no mere holiday invite because Carol didn't have plans. This was an official Meeting of the Parents.
“Wow, girlfriend, huh?” Phil stuck out his hand to shake Carol's. “I'm Phil.”
“We're so glad to meet you.” Melinda shook her hand next. “I'm Melinda.”
With this warm welcome, they walked together to the baggage claim.
“So this is the mysterious Carol,” Melinda began. “We've heard you've been spending time together…”
“… But we didn't know about the girlfriend part,” Phil finished.
Carol turned to Daisy in hesitation, “Wait, did they know before now that you're—”
“Oh! Yes.” “Old news.” “Yes!” The three hurried to answer.
“Just not that you two specifically were together in that way,” Phil explained his comment. “Carol, we can't wait to get to know you. We're really excited you're here.” Phil tried to rein in his enthusiasm to not embarrass Daisy, but Daisy and Melinda laughed at how obvious it was. Carol didn't, though. She seemed to relax.
“Thank you,” she said simply. Carol didn't hide it as well as Melinda did herself, but this girl clearly had some armor up. Melinda made it her mission to help Carol see her defenses were unnecessary here and that she was genuinely welcome.
“We weren't sure who this surprise guest would be so we made up the guest room,” Melinda explained. “But if you'd both be more comfortable staying in Daisy's room, that's fine too. Her bed is big enough for two.”
There, that was obviously supportive.
“Mom!!” Daisy groaned and blushed.
Phil shrugged. “This is our first time doing this. We don't know what you want.”
“Okayyyy,” Daisy turned to Carol, “now you see why I wanted it to be a surprise.”
Carol smiled at Daisy's childish embarrassment. “I think that's very kind. I'm okay with sharing if Daisy is.”
Daisy nodded and relaxed at how well this was going so far despite her anxieties, and Carol continued.
“Daisy told me it's the first time she's brought anyone home to meet you two. And she told me about all your Christmas traditions.”
Phil offered, “Do you have any of your family's that you would want to do while you're here, Carol? And are they okay with you being with us instead of with them this year?”
Carol exhaled heavily and looked to the still-quiet baggage carousel. “Yeah, they … will be fine.”
Daisy filled in, “Carol and her parents don't really get along.”
Ah.
Phil and Melinda nodded in understanding, and Phil offered, “Well, you're always welcome with us.”
He wanted to hug Carol, Melinda could tell, but the bags started to arrive. He was always finding young people in need of a mentor or father figure and helping them believe in themselves, whatever path lay ahead of them.
With their luggage acquired, they were ready to start their holiday. The four ventured out of the airport for a first Christmas together that they would each treasure for the rest of their lives, despite all of the awkward moments and hard conversations—and the heartbreaking realization that Carol had been worried about Phil and Melinda’s reaction to Daisy bringing home a woman. But Carol's courage and love had shown through, even in that misplaced fear, by being willing to come home with Daisy anyway. Which, of course, only endeared her to them more.
Even that same Christmas, after dropping the two young lovebirds back at the airport, Phil and Melinda mentioned it as soon as they were alone in the SUV. There was mutual agreement that this was The One for Daisy, but also that Carol clearly felt the same. She was the only person who could be worthy of their daughter, from the way Carol adored Daisy to the way she always looked out for Daisy's best, from that scarf in the first moment they saw her to handling Daisy's luggage with care when unloading at the dropoff on the way back.
“That girl’s going to be our daughter-in-law someday,” Melinda had remarked as they watched Carol disappear with Daisy through the airport sliding doors.
“You okay with that?” Phil asked just to be sure.
“Definitely. And you know I wouldn't say that about anybody else.” Melinda raised an eyebrow pointedly. “You?”
“Me too.” Phil smiled and pulled the SUV away from the curb and into an opening in the airport traffic. “One week and we already feel like a family of four.”
“People always asked me if we'd regret not having more kids,” Melinda confessed. “But I think this was the one we were waiting for. Not a sister for Daisy but a wife.”
Phil recounted this story as the father of the bride a year and a half later, in their wedding toast.
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