Skye And Jiaying Talk. In-universe Of My Aos Rewrite Before I Actually Go On A Hiatus.

Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

Good morning!! Don’t mind me giving an ask literally less than ten min after you posted lmao—

Very intrigued by your post-tahiti cal & daisy dynamic, I like that he’s still in her life even after all… that that was s2.

I’m more curious about why daisy decided to run away after the whole hive debacle? Was it for the same reasons as in canon?

Also, the last dot point also rose a mental flag in my angst-infested brain — does daisy ever mistake cal for coulson when she’s sick?

First of all, as always, hi Anon! I do not mind you asking me so soon— I love it when people talk to me so this is awesome.

YES SOMEONE ASKED ME ABOUT WHY SHE RAN AWAY FINALLY HAHA!!! I have dialogue written. It wouldn’t have seen the light of day if not for you. Thank you. Thank you so much.

As for your last question, Daisy never mistakes Cal for Coulson. She drew a line between them a long time ago, and she never crosses it, not even by mistake. The reason she rambles is that her brain knows that she trusts Cal. She just… doesn’t remember why she didn’t tell him before. So she then tells him everything that she can think of. She also has a habit of calling him ‘Doc’ and he finds it very endearing.

ONTO THE MAIN EVENT!!!! ITS SUPER DIALOGUE HEAVY IM SORRY BUT VOILA HAVE IT. IT ALSO HAS SOME CONSISTENCY MISTAKES BUT. IGNORE THAT. ILL FIX IT IN A LATER POST.

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(Post season 3 finale.)

(In Daisy’s room.)

The room felt empty. Her mother and she were inside, but it felt empty. Since Daisy got her powers, everywhere had this sort of buzz, with the volume of it increasing with the number of people around her. The room was quiet. Lincoln’s absence haunted it.

“I think…” Daisy’s voice sounded foreign to herself. “I think it hurts more because I thought we could’ve had something.”

May understood. She always did. “Like what?” her mother asked gently.

“I don’t know,” Daisy admitted. “A future, maybe. I had this thought that maybe after all this was over, we would come home and have a drink and laugh about that time we almost died. Maybe even a life outside of SHIELD. But I…”

“Mm.”

“Last night, I had this dream.”

A beat.

“What did you dream?”

“It was just a regular day. A chill one. No ops, no paperwork, just the kind of day that we could do regular things. Me and him, we had lunch and we sparred and just… spent the day together. We went to sleep and he was next to me, but when I woke up, he wasn’t. For a minute, I let myself think that he just got up early and went to the bathroom or to get us breakfast. I laid there for an hour, pretending that he wasn’t really gone, that he’d be back any minute with a smile or food or anything. I just wanted…”

“Him.”

“Yeah.” Daisy stared at her hands. They blurred as her eyes welled. She didn’t like that. “I don’t think I can stay here anymore. Everything reminds me of him and it hurts. So much. Every hallway, every room, even the cells, they… I just can’t be here anymore.”

“So don’t.”

“What?”

“Don’t be here. Take a little time to yourself. No one’s going to blame you. Not even if you never come back.”

“But…”

“We’ll survive without you. We’ll miss you, but we’ll survive.” May squeezed Daisy’s hands gently. “Phil’s going to relegitimize the agency. He’s handing over the reigns to the government.”

That got her attention. “What?”

“He’s stepping down as a director. This time next month, he’ll be a field agent just like you and me. We’ll get to pick our own assignments. The three of us, we can stick together. Just like old days.”

As much as she wanted to… “I can’t.”

“I understand. We’ll keep your room locked.”

“I might not come back.”

“I know. But just in case. You never know.”

“I’m sorry, Mom.”

“It’s okay. Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself out there.”

“Promise.”

Daisy lied as easily as breathing, these days.

shiratorizawa

If you had this far planned , may I request what you had for May shooting Daisy when she was infected by Hive ?

I honestly forgot that happened.

This work is called “locking in for semishira week” by the way so watch out for that!! I cannot wait to post this stuff bc I have IDEAS yall

FAM ITS MY BIRTHDAY AND AS A PRESENT TO MYSELF IM GOING TO GIVE MYSELF MORE WORK WOOHOOOOOO

Pitfalls of being a French student is that now French words are in my vocabulary so my fic planning in my head goes like:

Fake dating AU avec les hommes de Haikyuu set in Daisuga third année ou college AU five plus one fluff crack getting together et Asahi getting shit on and being called a cowerde

genuinely the best news i had in a moment. fukurodani getting their highlight, "final" removed from the title meaning we'll likely have another future project as a proper adaptation of the timeskip. i'm in tears.

Begging for a young Phil and May Academy fic like I’m not currently writing one

Clark Gregg in Law & Order's "Life Choices" (1991)

Second Mayday fic! Chaptered this time, next part coming out tomorrow <3

Hello, different anon to… both of the earlier ones lol.

Delighted to see you back with Maydaisy Universe crumbs!

I do have a small question, though: Why and when does Skye start going by Daisy? (And bonus question: how does May feel about it?)

I love the universe you’ve created so much and I have a good many scenes that I’d like to ask what your versions would be like, but I’ll hold myself back for now 😅 (Oh but please don’t feel pressured to write anything, I just wanted to express my appreciation 😊.)

Thank you in advance if you decide to answer this, and I hope you have a lovely day! xx

Hi, different Anon! Happy to hear from you!

Before we start, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who sent me asks because this is the most productive I've been in weeks, and please, please, please, send me more of these! Send as many as you want, and I'll try my best to fulfill all of them. I love seeing these in my inbox every day. Feel free to send me a text or comment on any of these as well, since I'm starved of interaction. I don't plan on posting any of these onto ao3, so little ficlets are all you'll get from me for now.

Onto the main event!

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(2x22: SOS pt. 2)

(In the bunks.)

May hovered nervously at the door. Skye had said that she wanted to talk about something. It had been years since the last time they had this sort of talk, but May still knew the ritual. She'd let Skye know that she was outside her door with some sort of snack (Phil made them hot chocolate this time) and wait until the door opened so she could go in and they could start. Talking.

The door swung open, and May went in, walking around the bed to the side that faced the wall. Skye was sitting with her back against the side of the bed, accepting the mug of hot chocolate that was offered to her.

May settled down next to her, shoulder to shoulder. They both stared aimlessly at the wall in front of them.

"I'm fine," Skye began, and they both knew that was a lie. "I'm not... feeling weird or panicky or anything. I just sent Ward and Kara off with Cal for their trip to LA. Cal's... he's very excited to see his clinic."

Her mother hummed softly. "And you? Are you..." She sighed. "How did your talk go with him? Before the procedure."

Skye fidgeted with her hands. It was a nervous habit, one that she had learned to suppress on most occasions. "It was fine," she replied. "He told me about my past. Uh..." She quirked up the corner of her mouth, sparing a glance at the agent next to her. "Apparently, I liked applesauce over bananas and my grandparents are dead."

May huffed a laugh.

"He told me my name, too." Skye's hands fiddled with themselves. Nervous habit. "My full name. Apparently, they never gave me one in Chinese because we were going to move back to the States."

"What is it?" May asked after a moment. "Your real name."

"Daisy Louise Johnson," Skye said, her smile twisting around the words. "Not sure where the Louise part comes from. Maybe a grandma or a great-aunt."

May nodded. She took a sip of her hot chocolate. "Are you going to keep it?" she asked. "Change it back?"

Skye shrugged lightly. "I'm not sure. I wanted to, uh..." She shifted closer to May. "Ask you first."

"It'll take some getting used to," was the first thing out of May's mouth. "Phil will have the hardest time out of all of us. But I think you can do it. It's your decision."

Skye drained her mug, placing it on her bedside table before she spoke again. "I think..." She hesitated. "I think I might want to. But I want to change some things as well. Because-" Skye swallowed nervously- "Well, I wanted it to mean something."

Avoiding May's eyes, she passed her mother a notepad with three words scribbled on it hastily over and over again, like Skye was practicing her signature.

May traced her fingertip over the clearest three, eyes curious and processing what had been presented to her.

'Daisy May Johnson'.

Oh.

Oh, I see.

May glanced at her daughter, who’d taken to staring at the floor and picking at her hands absent-mindedly. “I think it suits you,” she said quietly.

Skye was quick to look up at her, a small smile blooming on her face. “You really think so?”

May pulled the girl closer, breathing it in. They had a long few months. This… this felt like the natural conclusion and a new doorway for them to step through. “Yeah, I do,” she said. “You want to tell Phil, or should I?”

Skye chuckled. “I think I’ll tell him, but can you be there?” She buried her head in May’s shoulder. “He’s gonna be all weird about it until you say it’s not weird.”

“Of course.” May leaned her head on Skye’s. “Thank you.”

Skye hummed. “For what?”

“Keeping me with you.” May squeezed Skye’s hand. “Me and Phil, we wanted to talk to you about what we talked about after you found your parents, but it might not be the right time.”

Her daughter smiled softly. “I don’t think it is,” she said. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. You’re…” May held Skye tighter. Well, she’d have to stop calling her ‘Skye’ in her head soon. She’ll make the switch once it’s official. “I’m glad to have you as you are.”

Skye tapped her hand twice, the one she was holding.

I love you.

May let herself relax for a moment, and let the silence blanket them like she used to tuck Skye in.

It’ll be a change, but for her daughter, it was worth it.