#skoulson

[sagegarnish]

One of my fave ship dynamics tbh

Even tastier when the older one is in a mentor type role

#ship dynamics #shipping dynamics #obikin #jilco #skoulson #migwen #ghostfang #neuvifuri #focallette #kinda #shinlan #petribell #simonna #i tag mature to keep away the childruns

[kseniayahz]

forgot to post this but better late than never :)

#agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #agents of shield #aos #phil coulson #skye #daisy johnson #skoulson #agents of shield fanart #agents of shield art

[skoulsons]

The intimacy of their winter scenes in show compared to the game. Her laying on the mattress with him. Her head laying on his shoulder and her hand on his chest, something I only thought I’d ever get in fanfics. The hesitancy in laying next to him because ‘is this okay?’ Her listening to his heartbeat, hoping that it doesn’t stop. Him, even unconscious, instinctively leaning his head towards her, trying to get as close as he can. Ellie just casually grabbing his hands or draping her arm over his abdomen like it’s second nature. How they full on held hands last episode

We don’t get his in game. The most we get is a slight touch of her hand to his before she gives him penicillin and then her hand over his heart as she tries to sleep. Something about proximity. Something something physical comfort and reassurance. Something about saving the others life and fearing every day they’ll die so you stay as physically close as you can because you’re afraid you’ll lose them if you don’t. Something about incredibly fierce love for someone else, idk

#idk guys im a bit undone right now. #just kind of…not enduring or surviving #skoulsons is suffering. #I LOVE PHYSICAL TOUCH SO MUCH LEAVE ME ALONEEE #the last of us hbo #tlou spoilers #joel miller #ellie williams

[channelrat]

you made a bad tumblr post

oh so sorry i meant if someone who had an opinion i cared about said that to me --- oh... L.... buddie

goodbye

#skoulsons #applebees #KDFHGKSHG #I HAD A LINE AND EVERYTHING PREPARED L PLEASE

[dilf-din]

my beloved!!

🤲🌿🎀

My treasured friend 💙

🤲what do YOU get out of writing?

I love that my little headcanons and fluff pieces can bring joy. Even if it’s fleeting, even if it’s just one person.

🌿how does creating make you feel?

I’m thankful that I tend to write things that I’m generally happy with. Weaving together little stories makes me feel productive and accomplished. It’s been great enrichment.

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

One thing that I try to highlight in my stories is how much beauty resides in simple interactions and scenarios. I don’t tend to write super harrowing events or dramatic confessions of love, I tend to focus on small everyday moments that you might normally pass by until you look back and realize how much love was there. I think that’s something unique that I do, and I like to think I do it well. 😊

#ask #skoulsons

[moonlayl]

Sad that the people on this sight who were the biggest Daisy stans back when the show was airing in its earlier seasons, and the people who made some of the best daisy content, and share so much of my opinions, also happen to be the skoulson crowd.

Yeah I know “ship and let ship” but like…reading a really good daisy meta or coming across a powerful gifset, clicking onto the blogger’s page, and being smacked in the face with “daisy and Coulson invented being in love!!” Or “they’re so attracted to each other!” Or “best couple rights!” And having all the heartwarming scenes between those characters be dissected through a romantic/sexual lens just feels so off and gross 😭

#anti skoulson #in case #aos #agents of shield #daisy johnson #aos fandom #i hate fandom sometimes #also it is a little weird that many of them are the ones speaking the most against racism #while being white and shipping a young Asian female with a white man old enough to be her dad #and is actually written to be a parental figure to her

[outer-edges]

For the ask game, what’s something you learned this year?

HIII!!!

this is a hard one to pick because i really felt like i learned so much this year, but i think the most important thing i learned is how to study and set up practices to make sure i complete my necessary tasks because tasks are So Hard. obvi still a work in progress bc such is life but im declaring ive learned enough to claim it.

#mattie gets asks #ask game #skoulsons

[ellies-enrichment]

it’s nice to have a friend and make a wish are eating my insides as we speak

spare information or a snippy mayhaps my love👉🏻👈🏻

L !!! Anything for you !! anything for the lil snippy you gave me earlier 💙💙

It's nice to have a friend is inspired loosely by this short film Bella was in because i went on a binge in august and fell in love. I liked the idea of Ellie sitting outside of school by herself during lunch hour and eventually Dina just sitting with her until they started talking so let me find you a lil snippy snip

Her eyes shot open as she directed her attention towards the footsteps. To her surprise, it wasn't Tommy approaching. It was Dina. She didn't know much about Dina. Dina was shy and kept out of crowded environments. She watched from the sidelines, usually straight across from Ellie. Up until now, they held their own territories. She didn't say anything when Ellie spotted her. She just continued her path and sat down a few feet away from Ellie in the grass. She didn't even look in Ellie’s direction once she sat down.

not the best but i start these things and then stop and never look back so heres your flavor for this one. it is TECHNICALLY finished plot and word-wise but i need to clean it up

Make a wish is a silly little fic involving stars because i personally love them and it's canon for her & it is also finished but not posted because i - like you - wish to not accidentally copy anyone lol

it's just Joel and Ellie in the backyard of the Jackson house and Joel tells her to make a wish on a shooting star so the whole fic is her going through everything she could have wished for: a lil snippy

If things were different, she would probably still be in Boston. She wouldn’t know how the leaves crunched under her boot when she stomped on them in large piles. She wouldn’t have a horse of her own, she wouldn’t even know how to ride one. She wouldn’t have access to a library with books she’d never even thought of reading. She wouldn’t have movie nights every Friday. She wouldn’t have forced dances that end up being fun. She wouldn’t have a house filled with love and laughter and people who cared about her. She wouldn’t be looking at the stars on the grass with a pillow under her head and a blanket to keep her warm She wouldn’t have Jackson and the people in it.

my favorite bit about this one is the VERY end where she just says "new sneakers"

#i think make a wish out of all the ones i have 'finished' is my Favorite #thank you my lovely L <3 #ask games #skoulsons #my wips

[not-so-mundane-after-all]

You want a symbol? You are the symbol.

For @skoulsons & @outer-edges

#Y'ALL I AM NOT OKAY #THEY ARE DESTROYING ME #agents of shield #marvel's agents of shield #phil coulson #daisy johnson #skye #agent coulson #agent daisy johnson #coulson and daisy #daisy and coulson #skye and coulson #coulson and skye #agents of shield s5 #agents of shield spoilers

[actual-changeling]

of course the first time in a while that i wanna put something on ao3 it's down. fuck me. i will put it up and make a post once it is back, so for now you're getting it here. a small gift for @skoulsons, love you L.

-

The sunlight that has been slowly fading over the last hour is finally becoming too low to allow her to keep drawing, and just as she is sitting back down after turning on the light, a low noise makes her turn around.

It's a cautious habit from FEDRA times to always keep the volume of her music low enough to still hear her surroundings, which isn't very hard considering that her headphones have seen better days. While there's technically no need for that in Jackson, it does mean she hears Joel when he calls for her or, like now, raps his knuckles against her doorframe to get her attention.

He is wearing a Bear River State Park shirt they picked up on a camping trip a few months ago, and she has a matching one somewhere in the back of her closet, though usually she simply steals his. After dinner, he had settled in the living room with a book while she had been called back upstairs by her sketchbook, and even an hour or two has been long enough that seeing him unfurls a ball of tension in her chest she hadn't been aware of.

Ellie presses pause on her walkman and slides her headphones down around her neck, taking in the slight shuffle of Joel's feet and the badly hidden anxiety on his face.

"Hey, you."

"Hey, you," he gives back, mirroring her smile, and leans against the frame.

"Need something?"

Joel shakes his head, and she knows him well enough to catch the split-second of hesitation before he does so, resisting the urge to raise her eyebrows and question him about it. It's still odd, really, how much she misses him sometimes in the comfort of their own home with only a couple of feet of space between them. Maybe it is a habit from the road they will never be able to shake, maybe it is simply within their nature to cling as much to each other as possible, no matter what Maria or anyone else has to say about it.

"Nah, just checking in, didn't mean to interrupt."

He loosely waves toward her desk, and she reflexively glances at her half-finished drawing, a roughly sketched memory of Joel playing his guitar on the porch last night. Something warm blooms deep in her stomach, the blissful content they had existed in seeping back into her bones, and although it is far from finished, the final image is already taking shape. When Ellie looks back up, Joel seems about ready to leave, his right hand opening and closing around nothing, and while he isn't asking, not outright, they have never needed words to read each other.

She takes off her headphones, switches off her small desk lamp, and stands up before he can protest, crossing through her room in a matter of seconds. A breath of air gets pressed out of his lungs when she wraps her arms around him and buries her face in his chest, twin sighs of relief following right after, and although it isn't a particularly cold night, his embrace still expels a bone-deep chill from her body. There is a special Joel-shaped kind of safety only he can provide, a soft blanket that settles around her shoulders and makes the worst of her nightmares vanish, that takes her fear and puts trust in its place.

His cheek comes to rest on top of her head, and she realizes just how much he needed the contact when he threads his fingers through her hair and gently holds her in place. Never forcing, never restricting, just asking in a silent way they both understand, and so far Ellie has never found a single cell within her body offering resistance to a hug from him. Other people, sure, but never Joel.

Neither of them likes to pull back first, and it is only when a yawn escapes her that Joel loosens his hold on her.

"Tired?"

"Mhh, your fault."

Whatever bothered him enough to actively seek her out has melted into a soft puddle of sleep, soaking them both, and it is almost inconvenient how tired they tend to get around each other. Joel leaves a kiss on her forehead, still smiling, even more so than before, and she blindly reaches behind her to turn off the ceiling light, too.

"Movie?"

"You'll fall asleep ten minutes in," he teases, brushing his thumbs along her cheekbones, but she only rolls her eyes in response.

"Yeah, yeah, look who's talking, old man."

They walk down the stairs way too close to each other, and one day they will trip and fall, but today they make it to the living room in one piece. As soon as Joel settles on the couch in his usual spot, she curls up against his chest, using his arm as a pillow, and closes her eyes when the screen lights up and a familiar intro plays.

"You've got mail, really?"

"I'm not watching Jurassic Park again."

"But THAT?"

"Just go to sleep, kiddo."

He wraps his free arm around her waist, already prepared to keep her from sliding off the couch once she passes out, and the combined force of what has somehow become their comfort movie and his slow breaths ghosting along her face pull her under in no time.

The last thing she hears is a quiet thank you, baby whispered into her hair.

#alex writes tlou #tlou #the last of us #joel and ellie #ellie williams #joel miller #tlou fanfic #beating writers block one word at a time i hope y'all like this #nervous to post cause my brain is still being mean but here goes

[skotiwolves]

hey.

hope it’s decent <3 im I capable of accepting any of my writing <3

#tbb #the bad batch #tbb fic #the bad batch fic

[kseniayahz]

i've started watching agents of shield soo here we go

#agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #agents of shield #aos #phil coulson #skye #daisy johnson #skoulson #i love these two sm #coulson x skye #agents of shield fanart #agents of shield art

[skoulsons]

“All this protocol crap doesn’t matter to me. All that matters to me is Coulson”

“And Coulson means more to me than anyone”

I hate them I hate them I hate them

#skoulsons skoulson fic dropping soon !!! #PLANTONIC #agents of shield #aos #daisy johnson #phil coulson

[likea-black-widow-baby]

for the send me a character: Daisy Johnson!

Yes!!

First impression My true first impression of Daisy was before I watched the show. I just knew there was a character called Daisy Johnson who was Quake, she was at one point the director of SHIELD in the comics, and in one particular comic depiction she kinda looks like Rihanna. I'm not crazy I promise

Impression now An absolute legend. There are parts of the show where I find her a bit annoying (s1, s3), but even then she's usually right. Just reckless or intransigent. But that's part of her character and she wouldn't be the same without those flaws.

Favorite moment Ough there are a few. The first scene where she bursts out of the cocoon, the scene in season 4 where Hydra!May gives her terrigen and she says she's powerful enough to bring the whole place down, the hug between her and Jemma in 4x15, the scene where she goes to see Jemma with flowers and tells her she can call her whatever she wants, every moment with May.

Idea for a story Philindaisy and Daisy's relationships with Coulson and May separately are probably my favorite part of her character, so most of my story ideas regarding her feature Coulson or May. I've only ever written two MayDaisy fics, because tbh Book_Freak has that niche covered.

Unpopular opinion Probably that I think she sometimes takes her ideologies too far, and that I find that annoying to watch sometimes. I don't think she was right all the time, and there were even times when she was right and I think she went about things wrong. That's an unpopular opinion in the AoS fandom, which is mostly composed of people who think she never did anything wrong ever.

Favorite relationship Oh god all of them. But the ones I actively seek out content for the most are MayDaisy, and CoulsonDaisy. I refuse to use Skoulson because I've seen people shipping them romantically in that tag.

Favorite headcanon There's this wonderful fic by agentmmayy on AO3 where the team takes Coulson to be healed in Wakanda. It's called tell me it'll be okay and it's one of my favorite AoS hc's ever. It brings together the Wakandan characters and the SHIELD team, and takes advantage of all that technology that was obviously at the team's disposal when Coulson was dying. I guess that's not Daisy-specific, but it's great. OH, my actual favorite Daisy hc is that she purrs when she's happy. Like, her powers cause her to vibrate a little as she breathes when she's feeling content, producing that adorable noise and rumbling sensation <3

#daisy johnson #agents of shield #mundie says things #it's an ask!

[dilf-din]

3 and 11 for the ask game 🫶🏻

3. Favorite musical artist / group you started listening to this year?

I actually didn’t have time to get into anyone new because every single one of my favorite artists put out new music this year so I stayed blessed and bopping 🙌🏼

11. Something you want to do again next year?

Definitely want to fly somewhere again whether it’s to see my bestie in NM or somewhere new!!

#thank you L my BELOV’D #ask #skoulsons

[sotvtaughtmehowtofeel]

The author regrets everything

TW: major character death, child death, suicide, graphic depictions of violence/body horror

This is the only dead dove: do not eat thing I will ever write

I blame @joelxmiller @skoulsons @tlouobsessed but really it's just my fault. I am so sorry.

Joel enters the operating room in Salt Lake City to find that he's too late.

Joel shouldered the door to the operating room open. Ellie was lying on the table, bathed in harsh fluorescent lights. The pulse ox on her finger was beating too quietly for him to hear.

It had to be.

“Unhook her.” He didn’t remove his eyes from her, didn’t even notice how many people were in the room. There was blood.

Oh God, why was there blood?

In the periphery of his vision- he couldn’t look away from Ellie- he saw bloodied gloves move away from her head. He couldn’t see where they’d been, she looked fine- she had to be fine.

“Unhook her.” The voice sounded so far away. He was only vaguely aware it was his.

There was shifting in the periphery of his vision. They were stepping away from her. She wasn’t moving. He rushed forward, setting the gun on the table.

Her skull-

His breath was forced out of him like he’d been hit by a truck. His blood was so cold, colder than her hand when he touched it. She was cold.

“No, babygirl, wake up, babygirl you need to wake up, I’m here, baby, I’ve got you, I’m here, wake up, baby-” the words tumbled out of his mouth as he gripped her hand, touched her face, cupped her cheek, pulled her chin so she’d be looking at him—

Her eyes were open. Glossed over. Sarah had given him the same look after Tommy pulled him away from her. “No, no, baby-” He had no idea when he’d started crying. He couldn’t feel the tears on his cheeks. His lungs had stopped working, a deep burn in his chest building- his heart had stopped.

He’d failed her again. He’d known. He had known. He’d only get her-

“It’s done,” the doctor said quietly, trying to pull Joel away from his babygirl.

His shouted “no!” was echoed by the gunshot. He had fired hadn’t he? Yes. How had he gotten the gun…? He silenced the whimpers in the corner with two more quick shots. Ellie would be silent forever; the world shouldn’t have sound anymore.

“Baby, please, please, baby, I need you to wake up, you gotta tell me some puns, babygirl, I need to hear some puns and you’re the only one- baby, please, wake up, tell me about space, babygirl, where you gonna go once we find you a spaceship?, where we gonna build that sheep ranch, baby-”

He finally saw the piece of her skull they’d removed, lying discarded on a bench next to the operating table. He picked it up delicately, trying to overlay it trying to replace it he had to cover he had to cover her brain oh God her brain

they’d hollowed her out. He had to get her out he had to-

-Ellie jostled gently in his arms as he walked. He was outside, standing on a hill, taller than any around. She had to get to moon. She had to-

-he stared down into the hole in the ground. Dirt and blood caked his arms up to his biceps. It was too shallow it was too small he had to keep digging- he couldn’t look over at her, lying on the ground next to him, but he knew the hole was big enough.

She was too small. He cradled her against him, holding her too tightly. She should be complaining, telling him he was gonna break her ribs-

-the gra- the mound was too small. He had to add more dirt just to make it a mound, just to prove that she was there. His babygirl-

He fell to his knees at her feet, his hand grasping around to find the gun. His eyes were open; he didn’t see anything.

It wasn’t like last time. It wasn’t really that he was ready. It wasn’t just that he wasn’t afraid.

He just wasn’t.

He wasn’t anything. Sarah was gone, Ellie was gone, and so was Joel. He was already dead.

The bullet didn’t matter.

#the last of us #tlou #tw:suicide #tw:child loss #tw:graphic violence #tw:body horror #tw:death #joel miller #ellie williams #i will be returning to fluff now #that is where i am meant to live #the author regrets everything #if you follow me for fluff and are shocked by this i really am sorry #dead dove: do not eat #idk I feel like it's DDDNE but yall tell me if im just sensitive lol #and i just really dont want anyone to be shocked and horrified