#daisy johnson fluff

[biting-miguel-ohara]

HI IM BACK COZ I REMEMBERED YOU WRITE FOR DAISY JOHNSON

can i pleaseeeeee request i think its 31 and 40 from the planetary prompts for her and a romantic ftm reader?

im quite sure 31 and 40 are the fever one and the can i stay with you while you sleep!

30. "You're not dying, you have a small fever."

41. "Can I keep you company while you sleep?"

CW: sickness, dramatics, fluff, language, kissing, ftm!Reader

"You're not dying, you have a small fever." Daisy gives you a look, almost managing to hide the upwards curl of her lips.

“I’m dying,” you moan, dramatically draped across your shared bed. “My body hurts and everything feels hot.”’

She huffs and leaves her computer to tug on your shirt. “Come on. Up. You’re hurting because you’re still wearing your binder.”

You sit up, grumbling the whole way. “I am not. That’s a totally unrelated issue.”

You let her help take it off anyway, grateful for the way she immediately grabs a new shirt and slips it on you.

You flop back against the bed, huffing in discomfort. But you have to admit, it did help with the pain. You’re not telling her that, though.

You roll onto your side and gaze at her. “I’m tired.”

“So sleep.” She affectionately flicks your forehead.

“But I’ll be lonely without you.” You pout, a bout of shivers running through you. You burrow under the blankets, covering your head. It only helps a little.

Daisy says something, but you can’t quite make it out.

“What?”

She lifts the blankets. “I said, can I keep you company while you sleep? I can move my computer so you won’t be lonely.”

You don’t hesitate, not even for a moment. “Yes!”

You scoot over, making room for her. She gives you a shrewd look. “This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?”

You give her a grin. “Maybe. It worked, didn’t it?”

She sighs and grabs her computer. “Cheeky little bastard. You’re lucky I love you so much.”

Your grin only widens. She gets comfortable next to you on the bed and you snuggle into her, tangling your legs with hers. “I am lucky. I snagged the most badass woman in all of SHIELD.”

Daisy laughs and leans down to kiss your forehead. “Oh? You think I’m badass?”

You lean up to catch her lips with yours. “Always.”

[samdeancass]

Drunken Confessions

Requested by Anonymous

Pairing: Daisy Johnson x reader

Genre: Fluff, implied smut

Characters: Daisy, Y/N

Description: Both Daisy and Y/N get drunk which is when some confessions make there way to the surface.

It wasn't very often that you and Daisy got drunk together after a mission, but this mission proved to be a tough one and you both needed the freedom that strong alcohol gave you.

You were both sitting at the bar on the plane, helping yourself to the strongest alcohol you could find to wash away that days turmoils and memories. Daisy reached over and grabbed another bottle of bourbon, nearly slipping off her stool and into your lap. You both burst into laughter as you carefully guided Daisy back down.

With a very unsteady hand, Daisy poured bourbon into both glasses and held it in the air. "To us, the most bad-ass crime fighting duo that ever lived!" You giggled and lifted your glass up as well, both clinking in the air before downing the whole lot. "Another?" You held out your hands and shook your head. "None for me, I'm gonna have a killer headache in the morning as it is."

Daisy pulled a puppy-dog face in an attempt to get you to change your mind, which you inevitably did. "Oh, alright. Just one more." She beamed a bright smile at you before, carefully this time, pouring you your last drink and handing it over to you. She looked you in the eyes and smiled once again. "You know, you're the best person that I've ever met. You're brave, intelligent, you make me smile...and also super horny but that's not the point-"

Your eyes widened at the last part of Daisy's statement. "Wait, what? I make you horny?" She smiled and nodded her head. "Yeah, you do. I would never say this sober and it's been annoying me for a few months, so I'm glad I got drunk and told you because now I feel free and-"

You crashed your lips on hers, completely putting a stop to the next sentence she was going to say. Your hands traveled to her hair and wound inside her long locks as her hands explored your body, her dreams of touching you finally coming true.

You both broke apart for air after what seemed like hours and both smiled. "So, I suppose this means you feel the same way?" Daisy lifted her eyebrows at you before you stood up, took her hand and guided her towards your room. "Why don't I show you exactly how I feel about you?"

[spikershoyo]

midnight snacks | Daisy Johnson x fem!reader | fluff

"Baby?" Your tired voice makes Daisy spin around from where she stood. You squinted in the dark as you made out the silhouette of your girlfriend. She was in the kitchen, wearing an old Van Halen shirt that none of you know where it came from, eating snacks at 2:15 am.

Daisy looks at you with wide eyes like a deer in headlights. "Hey, babe," She says as innocently as she can as if she wasn't already caught red-handed. "What are you doing awake?" "I can as you the same question." You cross your arms with a smile.

Daisy finally sighs and looks at you. "I got hungry." "I can see." You step closer to her and look at what she's munching on. Leftover fries, a brownie, and bacon. "Interesting selection." You giggle softly as you take a fry and put it in your mouth. Daisy rests her head on your shoulder blade.

"You should head to bed. It's late." You turn your head to face her. Daisy just pouts before kissing your lips softly. "I'm not tired." "Sure." She places her hands on her hips as you say that. "Seriously! I'm not." You look over at her and raise an eyebrow. "You say that all the time but you practically pass out every time you go to bed."

Daisy huffs softly and pouts. "Dais." "What?" "Don't make this harder than it has to be." She looks at you and sighs. "Fine. But only because I love you." You roll your eyes playfully and put away the food Daisy had been eating. You wrap an arm around her shoulder and kiss the side of her head.

Just as you predicted, Daisy lay on the bed for a few minutes and was completely knocked out. You get in next to her and feel her arms pull you in, her body warm and her hold strong. You smile and kiss her cheek once again before getting the rest you both needed.

[selfcestmovies]

After all Daisy went through with SHIELD, this is all I want for her... Might be the only person who truly understands what she really needs.

[peachesandcreames]

A Good Ol' Southern Boy 🔥🥵

[fandomnerd9602]

Y/N, a Deadpool variant, slides up to Daisy…

Y/N: hey gorgeous you seem stressed. what do you say you and me find a quiet place to help you decompress?

Daisy: Pool, you realize the risk right?

Y/N: what risk?

Daisy: if you give me too great of an O, I might kill you with my powers.

Y/N: if I died making you feel like you hit cloud nine, that would be a worthy death!

Daisy rolls her eyes and drags Y/N somewhere a little more private

For @scarletquake-n7

[upat4amwiththemoon]

can I request a Daisy Johnson x reader fanfic where reader works at shield and is the (secret) daughter of Coulson and May and only a small circle, not including Daisy knows who readers parents are. Reader and Daisy met at shield hq and Daisy ends up ranting to Coulson about the girl she met and after a while Coulson realises Daisy is talking about his daughter?

Accidental oversharing

Summary: The secret daughter of Phil Coulson and Melinda May.

Pairing: Daisy Johnson x female!reader, Philinda x daughter!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 772

a/n: day 1000 of wishing Marvel gave us more Daisy Johnson content

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore

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“Oh shit!” A stack of papers falls to the ground as Daisy’s body bumps right into someone in the middle of the SHIELD headquarters’ hallway.

“I’m so sorry.” The other woman mumbles as she kneels down, starting to gather all the papers from the ground. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“No, it’s my fault,” Daisy picks up the few papers that flew further away.

The woman gives Daisy a small smile as she stands up, now holding all of her papers. She takes a double take, her brows scrunching together. “Aren’t you the Quake?”

“Oh god,” she cringes at the mention of her superhero name, “please call me Daisy. I hate that name.”

“Okay, Daisy. I’m Y/N.” Freeing one of her hands, Y/N reaches it out to shake Daisy’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”

It’s not that Daisy doesn’t pay attention to the people working at SHIELD, because she does, she makes sure to be at least polite to everyone (who deserves it), but right now she can’t help but stare at the woman in front of her, taking her in fully. “Uhuh.” She nods, shaking Y/N’s hand softly.

“Okay.” She lets out a small laugh before pulling her hand away from Daisy’s weak grip. “I really have to get going, but I’ll see you around, maybe.” Y/N waits for a couple of seconds before walking away.

“Yeah…” Daisy whispers, her eyes following her until she finally registers reality. “Wait what?” Her eyes widen as a visceral need to get the woman’s number comes over her. She desperately looks around to find the woman, but the sea of people has already hidden her from sight. “Shit.”

Daisy has no choice but to continue her way to Coulson, who called for her at least 30 minutes ago.

“Hey, Daisy?” Coulson’s hand waves in front of her face. “Are you listening to me?”

Daisy sighs, coming out of her dreamland as she focused her gaze on Coulson. “No, sorry AC.”

“What’s going on?”

Leaning her head over the back of the couch, Daisy smiles softly as she reminisces what happened not too long ago. “I bumped into someone, a woman, today. I don’t think I’ve seen her around before, because I’d definitely remember her if I had.”

“Someone finally caught your eye?” Coulson has a small grin on his face as he listens to her talk.

“What do you mean finally?” She scoffs, rolling her eyes before going to explaining. “She was so beautiful and nice, so cute, and I was acting so weird around her.” Daisy lays her hand over her face, a small grimace on it. “But I couldn’t help it! I got completely mesmerized by her.”

Though Coulson wanted to tease her at first, his grin turns into a genuine smile. Daisy hasn’t really paid attention to people after everything that happened with Ward and then Lincoln, so he is truly happy for her.

“I didn’t get her number though.” She mumbles. “But her name is Y/N, do you know her?”

At the mention of her name, Coulson’s brows raise. “Y/N? About yay tall, great hair, smiling all the time?” He gestures with his hands, wanting to make sure they’re thinking about the same person.

“Yeah! So you do know her?”

“Ask her number from May. I’m banner from that duty since I apparently don’t know how to judge a person’s vibes well enough.” He says it as if it’s the moat ridiculous thing he has ever heard, but there’s fondness in his tone.

Daisy furrows her brows, now lifting her head up properly to watch Coulson. “You know her well? May too?”

“Mhm.” He smiles, his arms crossed over his chest. “She is our daughter.”

There is a prolonged silence as Daisy tries to wrap her head around the sentence. “Daughter? You-“ she opens and closes her mouth, her wide eyes stuck on Coulson’s grinning face. “I know you two are together, but long enough to have a whole adult daughter?”

“Very few people know.”

“Why wasn’t I one of those people?”

“Security reasons. Don’t worry, none of the people on the team know.” Coulson takes out his phone, informing May that Daisy is now aware of their daughter.

“But-“ Daisy huffs before shaking her head. “Philinda daughter…” she mumbles.

“Please don’t call her that. May might hurt you.” Coulson pats Daisy’s shoulder. “Do you want her number?”

“Yes! Yes, I want her number.”

“Go get it from May-“ Daisy is already on her feet, “she is getting the bus ready.” And Daisy is gone, leaving Coulson to chuckle by himself.

[coulsons-left-arm]

Just think about it, though...

Daisy is laying in a hospital bed, asleep. Coulson has a predisposition to stay at her bedside, especially if she hasn't woken up since coming out of surgery.

When she first wakes up, her brain feels like soup because those pain meds are working their magic almost a little too well. There's a man next to her bed, and she recognizes him as someone she feels safe with, so she says his name.

"Dad?"

Mmmmmm, that doesn't seem right. That's not his name. That's not usually what I call him.... Right?

It seems to catch his attention, though, as he smiles shyly and leans forward a bit, grabbing her hand gently. It's warm and solid and safe, encompassing her whole hand.

"Daisy? How're you feeling?"

How does she feel? Everything is hard to pinpoint, but she knows two things for sure.

"Sleepy, but better now that I've got pain meds and you here." Or maybe that's three things... She gives him a dopey smile, one that she thinks probably looks like one of the many she's seen on his face. It probably does look like his because the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, right?... Or wait, is she even hi--

He seems to give a breathy chuckle, reaching a hand to move some of her loose hair behind her ear. The warmth seems to calm the soft pounding in her head, so she leans into it. And to her satisfaction, his hand seems to stay close, his slightly calloused thumb rubbing back and forth on her cheekbone.

His presence is warm and safe and all the things that make her drowsy... And she ends up falling back asleep on accident.

~~~~~

When Daisy wakes up again, she's more coherent -- the drugs were wearing off --, and Coulson is now sitting with her. She groans as she tries to wiggle her stiff body. The noise makes Coulson perk up, a little tentative, but still reaches for her hand. It felt... familiar. She decides she likes it, so she doesn't remove her hand from his.

"You're here."

"Of course. Pain meds wearing off?"

"Yeah, but I'll be okay for a little bit. It's good to feel a little pain. And I don't want to be too loopy... Which, do you know if I said anything crazy?" If Daisy didn't know any better, she would've missed the slightest bit of red in his cheeks as he seemed to smile to himself.

"Meh, nothin' too crazy... You may have called me, 'Dad.'"

That was him??? Oh....

"But... Honestly?... Is that too far from the truth?"

[the-coffee-fandom]

Collage by me, all pictures from Pinterest

Pretty Boy

Fandom: Agents of SHIELD

Pairing: Daisy Johnson / Daniel Sousa

Rating: General

Gifted to: @reviiely

Summary:

5 + 1 Where Daniel waits for Daisy and one time she waits for him

After all, Daniel’s sole purpose in life is to look pretty for Daisy

Link

Daisy’s threats to sue Mack went completely ignored, much to her annoyance.

The claims that she couldn’t sue him for “cockblocking her” she was convinced to be utterly rubbish. She’d sue him for wherever she wanted until she was able to get back to her boyfriend.

She was exceedingly pleased to finally be back in her car driving to the apartment she shared with Daniel. The mission was far too long and she was thoroughly Daniel deficient; needing to fix that immediately. So she quickly opened the door, threw her keys down, and called out for her boyfriend.

“Daniel! I’m back!”

“In here!” She heard him return.

She trotted past the kitchen to the room they had turned into an office, sure his voice came from there, and was proven correct when she came to see him lounging on the sofa within the room, not donning his prosthetic leg, a book in hand, and a cute pair of reading glasses he peered through to see her. A wide smile broke out on his face that Daisy was sure reflected her own as she excitedly joined him in the dimly lit room (Daniel didn’t like using the overhead lights much, opting to use small lamps and lights around the room that suited their needs instead), coming to stand before him. He took her wrist and pulled her into his lap which she offered no complaints to, snuggling into his chest as she laid atop him, arms wrapped around his waist so she could hold to him tightly. He eagerly returned the hug, his nose nuzzled in her hair as he closed his eyes to enjoy her warmth finally returned to him.

“How’d the mission go,” Daniel asked softly after a while of just enjoying one another's presence.

“Too long,” Daisy mumbled bitterly as she snuggled into his shoulder.

Daniel chuckled, making Daisy’s grin grow as his chest vibrated against her, “I’m sorry about that, Sweetheart.”

Daisy sighed as she looked up at him through her lashes, the smile still tugging at her lips, “At least I have you to come back to.”

Daniel beamed at that and she could practically see his self confidence blooming like a rose. She brought her hand up and traced the stubble on his jaw; he must not have shaved since she’s been gone. She let her hand run up his cheek to his glasses which she plucked off his face before placing her lips on his. He hummed and deepened the kiss.

When they pulled away, Daisy put on his glasses, twisting in his lap so her back was pressed to his chest and Daniel easily brought his hands around her so the book was held for them both to see.

“Are you reading this time?” Daniel asked softly into her hair.

Daisy hummed in thought before she shook her head, removing the glasses and holding them out for him to take, “Nah, now that I’m here, I’ve just realized how tired I actually am.”

Daniel chuckled and took the glasses back, slipping them on and adjusting them both so Daisy could snuggle up half on top of him and half on the side of the couch, snug between the back of it and entwined with him. Once she was comfortable, she looked up at him with her big doe eyes that always made his heart melt and remind him how lucky he was that this woman had landed in his life miraculously. Someone he was never meant to meet in his time. And yet, here they were. Defying time and space.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead, the superhero’s eyes fluttering shut as she enjoyed his lingering warmth.

“You gonna read to me now, Pretty Boy? You do have on the sexy reading glasses,” Daisy smirked.

He rolled his eyes good naturedly and focused back on the book. He was ahead of Daisy but she usually slept through it anyhow, more focused on the vibrations that emanated in his chest and spread through her being than the words themselves. On top of the fact that it wasn’t a book she was particularly interested in. He was happy to provide that comfort for her if it meant she got to sleep. He knew she had trouble sleeping in the past and was so proud that she was doing so much better.

“Axions are also exciting because they behave differently from how we might intuitively expect the missing matter to behave and can display some interesting quantum properties. This is because axions are scalar bosons like the Higgs that I discussed in Chapter 1. Because bosons are willing to hang out together, they can display fantastical behaviors.” Daniel read as he felt the regular low buzz of his girlfriend diminish in a way it only does when she's asleep.

He continued reading, gently rubbing her back until his eyes began growing tired themselves. He yawned, removing the glasses and placing them and the book on the side table. He wiggled himself down on the couch and once he stilled his moving, Daisy moved, mumbling as she moved her head right over his heart with her hand clutching his shirt. Daniel smiled adoringly, running his hand through her hair. After a minute or two, he was very pleased when his girlfriend started vibrating, a noise rising in volume in the otherwise silent room.

One of his favorite things in this world was his girlfriend's purring.

It was endearing and it showed how relaxed and safe she felt with him and that meant more than any words could confess. Daisy struggled with words, so he learnt to read her actions and never asked for more than that.

He was in deep for this woman.

With that thought, the man out of time himself drifted off to sleep with a warm in his arms and the calming purring in the air.

[samdeancass]

Shining Light

Requested by Anonymous

Pairing: Daisy Johnson x sister!reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Characters: Daisy, Y/N

Description: Y/N struggles with her self-worth and has always looked up to Daisy for her strength and is always by her side. When the two get hurt on a mission, Y/N hides her pain and gets Daisy to help first, but Daisy knows something is wrong.

For as long as you can remember, you have always wanted to be like Daisy. She was the shining light in your life and the one you always looked up to. She was strong and fearless, whereas you were the opposite, which always buried your self-worth. You would run and hide whenever the slightest problem arose; Daisy, however, would run at it head first, and that is what you have always admired about her. At one point, you made a conscious decision to change. You decided that enough was enough and would make something of yourself, so you followed Daisy's footsteps and joined S.H.I.E.L.D.

You stuck to Daisy's side throughout your training missions, analysing her every move and trying to memorise it to be the best you can be. You eventually joined her in the field for actual missions as her partner. The mission you were going on was like any other, sneak in for recon, plant some bugs and sneak back out. Your legs were shaking as you got closer to your destination. A warm hand was placed on your leg, and it immediately stopped as you looked over at Daisy. "It's going to be fine; we've done this so many times. It's just a simple mission, Y/N." A smile spread across your lips, and you nodded in agreement, but the anxiety was still there, a silent companion in your body.

The jet landed outside the building, and you and Daisy. It seemed abandoned, with the windows blanketed with darkness, but you knew better. With a nod to Daisy, you swung open the door and headed inside. Guns were at the ready, and you both silently walked around the building, but it seemed as though nobody was home. "We were lucky this time, Daisy. Let's go before they come back." Daisy chuckled as she placed the last bug underneath a side table. "Alright, c'mon, sis."

Just as you both turned, a swarm of guards approached you from nowhere and erupted into firepower. Both of you rolled out of the way and down the next corridor. You felt a slight stinging in your side and looked down; blood was seeping through your uniform after a bullet had grazed your side. You pushed down the pain and carried on running with Daisy. She turned and began shooting back, getting most of her shots on target. A scream echoed through the corridor as Daisy fell to the floor. "We need emergency evac, NOW!" You shouted through your comms before leaning over to drag Daisy out of danger. Your eyes widened as you noticed the bullet embedded into her side. "We need to get you out of here, now." You groaned and winced as you stood up with Daisy and felt the bullet graze a tear wider in your side. Daisy looked at you with concern, her eyebrows knitted together. "Y/N, are you alright?" You nodded silently and slowly walked down the corridor, keeping out of sight by keeping to the sides. An explosion blew open a wall further up the corridor, and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents piled inside. You handed Daisy over to safety first, ensuring she was alright before returning inside. "Y/N, please be careful in there. You've come so far; I'm proud of you." You smiled widely at her before rejoining the fight.

You entered the building and began shooting at the enemies approaching you. You were getting every shot until the edges of your vision began to darken. The shots became sporadic and eventually stopped when you collapsed on the floor.

You groaned as you heard monitors beeping in the back of your head. Slowly opening your eyes, you were met with a bright light and a worried sister sitting beside you in the medical wing of S.H.I.E.L.D. "W-what happened? My head hurts like hell and - ow!" You moved slightly, and a sharp stabbing pain erupted in your side, which allowed your memory to come back to you. "Ah, that's what happened." You slowly sat up and loosely hugged Daisy, kissing her face. "Don't get me wrong, Y/N, I'm so happy you're okay, but why would you go back there knowing you were hurt? You could have died!" You looked down in embarrassment and twiddled your thumbs. "I-I thought I could do it! I was so close, but I had to fumble that up, too, just like I do everything. You would have been able to do it, Daisy, but not me. You can do everything, and I'm just...."

A stray tear fell down your cheek as your feelings poured out. Daisy sat there and listened to everything while rubbing soothing circles into your hand. "Y/N, you have come so far from the person you used to be. You need to cut yourself some slack. You're one of the best agents I know, nearly as good as me, but you must take care of yourself. I knew there was something wrong back there, but I just assumed it was sore muscles or something, not that you'd been hurt by a bullet! Please don't hide those things from me. I want to be able to help you, too."

You nodded in understanding. "Alright, Daisy, I promise."

[spikershoyo]

Alright! More Daisy Johnson smut!! I'm gonna do another poll to see what type of daisy johnson smut ya'll want!

need help organizing some writing ideas

[kvhasproblems]

Request Rules + Info

I am the slowest writer ever so requests may take a while but I’ll try my best lol. Also please be as descriptive in your request as possible!

Rules:

- fem or gender neutral reader only (no men ew)

- no smut (for now)

- you can request character x character but again no men

- i wont write anything will graph depictions of rape, eating disorders or self harm

- wont write anything with cheating

- if I am uncomfortable with a request I’ll probs just ignore it

Characters I’ll write for:

- Van Palmer

- Nat Scatorccio

- Ellie Williams

- Dina

- Daisy Johnson

- you can request other characters and I’ll try my best but these are who I’m most confident writing for

[sunshinesickies]

Daisy Johnson x Reader blurb

Not Quite Better

“Can’t seem to shake that cough, huh babe?” Daisy asked, her voice dripping with concern as she walked into the training room, only to find you at the tail end of a harsh coughing fit. You weren’t sick anymore, yet your cough seemed very persistent to stay around. All you wanted was to get back to training since you were on bedrest for the past couple days but your nuisance of a cough interrupted your session.

You nodded with a sigh in response to your girlfriend’s question, giving her a small smile of thanks as she handed you your water bottle. After taking a few long sips and catching your breath, you turned back to the punching back, ready to keep going. Your inhuman girlfriend had other plans though.

Daisy immediately stepped closer, catching your fist skillfully in her palm before it could make contact with the bag. You looked at her in confusion and was met with wide, concerned brown eyes. “Oh no, you’re done for today.” Daisy spoke and you rolled your eyes which earned you a nasty glare. “I’m fi…” you started to reply but your breath caught, sending you into another harsh fit that had you bending over as you muffled the coughs into your fist.

You felt Daisy’s familiar soft touch as she wrapped her arm around your waist and placed her hand firmly on your chest to steady you until you were done. She handed you your water once more and you took a few more sips before wiping your mouth and turning to see Daisy looking at you with one eyebrow raised.

“ ‘fine’ huh?” She asked, then her tone shifted. “Baby you sound miserable. Please let yourself rest. I know you’re tired of being cooped up but please. If not for you, then for me. I’m worried.” She poke softly, moving to cup your flushed cheek. You sighed as you gazed into her eyes which were swimming with worry and sympathy. Daisy saw your shoulders drop and knew she had won. You were exhausted and honestly she was right, you were in no condition to use push your body like this right now.

“Okay.” You agreed simply, your voice barely above a whisper. Daisy smiled warmly and held out her hand which you gladly took in yours. “Thank you, now c’mon, let’s get some medicine and get you back to bed. We can binge watch whatever you want.” She offered as you started making your way back to your shared room. You squeezed her hand a bit tighter and rested your head on her shoulder, inhaling her sweet, comforting scent. “That sounds perfect.” You hummed, placing a light kiss to her neck as she continued to lead you back to bed.

[fandomnerd9602]

Daisy adjusts her pants…

Daisy: we should do this again sometime

Y/N: well I’m free today, we could just go another round (winks)

Daisy; (blushes) you’re terrible

A baby’s cry is heard…

Daisy: little Phil needs us!

Y/N: super parents go!!!

The two run out of their bedroom and into the nursery…

[upat4amwiththemoon]

I love you

Summary: Two kinds of love.

Pairing: Daisy Johnson x female!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1623

a/n: friends to lovers trope! There are still tropes without characters :)

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore

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“Hi, babe!” Y/N squeals as she walks into the communal area, finally back at the base with her teammates after a long mission. “I missed you so much, you don’t even understand.” She walks straight to Daisy, ignoring everyone else in the room.

“You’re home!” Daisy jumps up from the couch, abandoning the shooter game she was playing with Mack.

The two laugh as they pull each other into a big embrace. They’re acting as if no one else is in the room, which makes the others either roll their eyes playfully or share a knowing smirk amongst one another.

“How was the mission?” Daisy holds one of her hands on Y/N’s waist, not wanting to let go of her now that she is finally near.

Y/N shrugs with a small smile. “It was fine.” She is still wearing her suit, but she really wanted to see the others—Daisy to be more specific—before cleaning herself up. “May and I kicked their asses.” She punches the air while doing sound effects.

Jemma walks over to the duo, interrupting their giggling, “do the rest of get a hug or is it just Daisy?” She asks with a smile.

“Shut up.” Y/N pulls Jemma into a tight hug. “I missed all of you.”

“Equally?” Bobbi smirks, her brow raised, as she looks at the from the kitchen side of the room.

“Now, now,” she tilts her head, looking back at Bobbi with a grin, “lets not get too far ahead of ourselves.” Y/N turns to Daisy and kisses her cheek. “I’m going to get cleaned up. I love you!”

“I love you.” Daisy says after her while staring at her back as she walks away from the common room. She has a wide smile on her face even after she is gone.

Sitting back to the couch and picking up the console, she starts playing the game with Mack again. Jemma and Bobbi are in the kitchen area making dinner for the whole team.

“So,” Mack starts, keeping his eyes on the game, “when are you two going public?”

“Huh?” Daisy’s attention gets completely taken off the screen, which causes her character to die. Mack lets out a groan, but she pays no mind to it. “What do you mean?”

He looks at her with his brows raised. He is trying to see if Daisy is being serious. “With your relationship?”

“We’re just friends.”

Mack squints his eyes. “You expect me to believe that?”

“We are! I don’t know where you got the idea of us being together.” She mumbles, but there is an uncertainty to her voice. Is there something else between them? Seeing the conflict on her face, Mack decides to drop the subject and continue the game in silence.

Daisy paces around her room, brows scrunched up and lips raw from the force she is biting them. Her mind is all over the place. She doesn’t know what to think about the situation between her and Y/N. They’ve always been close, they hit it off instantly when they met, and ever since then, they’ve been practically inseparable.

She thinks over every interaction they’ve had during the years. She is trying to search how they could have made their relationship seem romantic without meaning to. Sure, they’re always attached by the hip, and have said they’d never be able to live without the other, going as far as promising they’ll have free reign over each other’s houses if they ever move out of the SHIELD base. But every best friend does these kind of things. It’s not abnormal for them to seek out physical contact with each other, or spend more time huddled together in one bed rather than sleeping in their own ones. Friends call each other cute pet names and say I love you multiple times a day.

Pausing, Daisy closes her eyes. She tries, she really tries to assure herself they’re just friends. That there are things all friends do.

But she doesn’t do these things with anyone else than Y/N. She doesn’t call Bobbi babe, or hold Jemma’s hand whenever they go outside, or sit impossibly close to Mack when they play games.

Y/N isn’t just a friend to her.

She really loves her.

Daisy goes out to the hallway, starting her quest of finding Y/N, so she can talk to her immediately. She peeks into few different rooms, all of them empty. She tries to rack her brain if Y/N mentioned having another mission, but she shouldn’t, not so soon after the last one.

Soon enough, she bumps into Jemma. “Do you know where Y/N is?”

Her eyes turns wide as she takes in the urgency in Daisy’s voice. “Last time I saw her she was going to the locker room, pretty sure she is about to go grocery shopping with Bobbi. Is everything okay?”

The question doesn’t get heard by Daisy, as she is already half across the hallway, practically running towards the locker room.

She barges into the room, scaring Y/N and making her drop the shirt she was about to put on. “Sorry!” Daisy turns around immediately when she notices the amount of bare skin visible, her cheeks flushing red, as if she has never seen Y/N naked before.

“Jesus, Dais.” Y/N lets out a breathe, calming down now that there is no immeasurable threat to fight. She picks up her shirt and pulls it on. “What’s going on?” Giggling quietly, she picks up her bag, slightly put off by Daisy’s behavior.

“Nothing.” She presses her eyes shut, cursing at herself for losing all of her composure in front of Y/N. “Just wanted to say hi, and…add stuff to the grocery list before you leave.”

“Okay.” Y/N stares at Daisy’s back, she still hasn’t turned back around. “What did you want to add?” Her voice is soft and her eyes study her friend as they start walking out of the room.

“Candy?”

The word comes out more of a question rather than a statement, which makes Y/N give Daisy a weirded out look. She hums, slowly nodding. “Pretty sure candy is already on the list.”

“Right, Hunter.” Daisy clears her throat. Of course, candy is already on the grocery list, it’s the first thing Hunter writes on it every time the empty shopping list appears on the fridge door.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, sorry, I think I’m just tired.” She lets out a forced laugh.

Y/N can see right through her, they both know this, but fortunately for Daisy, she decides to let it go. “Okay. Well, I have to go or Bobbi will leave with out me.” She gives her a playful roll of her eyes and a grin.

“I love you.” Daisy says as she stops walking.

“I love you too!” Y/N has a wide smile on her face while she continues making her way towards the door.

However, Daisy grabs her hand, not letting her leave. “No I-“ she hesitates, not sure if this is a good moment for a confession or if she really has the bravery to do it, “I love you.”

“Oh.” She stands there, furrowing her brows while she looks at Daisy, who is giving her a very peculiar look. Y/N’s mind works overtime as she tries to think why Daisy would have to repeat the sentence they’ve told each other multiple times be- “Oh.” Her eyes widen in recognition.

“Yeah.” Her voice is quiet.

The two stand there, looking at each other, Daisy’s hand still holding onto Y/N’s arm. Neither of them know what to think or to do in a situation like this. Daisy’s hands are shaking, and her heart feels like it’s beating out of her chest from the nervousness she is feeling.

“I think I feel the same.” Y/N whispers. She is looking at the ground, her brows furrowed together and lips slightly parted.

“Really?”

The way Daisy’s voice gets a pitch higher when it’s full of hope and happiness makes Y/N smile. She does love her. She always has, but she has never been brave enough to face those feelings. “Yeah.” She laughs, a sudden surge of giddiness overcoming her body.

Daisy pulls her closer by the arm she is holding, and smashes their lips together. The feeling is better either of them could’ve ever hoped for. Their bodies are melting together, like they’re meant to be, and maybe they are.

They pull away, breathless and smiling, still staying close to each other. “I think I want to do that again.” Daisy states, her eyes fluttering open when Y/N’s forehead meets hers.

“No one is stopping you.”

At that, Daisy pulls her back in, moving her arms to Y/N’s hips, holding onto them tightly so she’d never be able to get away.

“No PDA in the hallways!” Bobbi’s sudden loud voice makes the two jump away from each other. Their wide eyes meet Bobbi’s slightly disgusted ones, she is trying to shield her eyes with her hand. “Is it over?” When she hears quiet and embarrassed mumbles, Bobbi crosses her arms over her chest. “I am very happy you two finally decided to stop pining after each other, but we were supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago, Y/N.”

“Sorry.” She tilts her head to the side with a small smile. “I got, sidetracked.”

“I saw it.”

“I’ll see you later?” Y/N looks at Daisy.

“Yeah, my room.” She whispers so Bobbi won’t hear.

Y/N nods, kisses her cheek, and jogs over to Bobbi, finally ready to go grocery shopping. “I love you!”

“I love you too!”