#dousy things

[daily-dose-of-dousy]

dousy things that are impossible to get over (49/?)

the way sousa volunteers to support and back up daisy when she talks to jiaying

[agentoffangirling]

Ranking AoS ships (canon & non-canon) bc I can:

FitzSimmons. If you don't have this as your top, I DON'T TRUST YOU. They are the blueprint, the very epitome of romance. If someone doesn't dive through a space rock to reach me on another planet, I don't want them

Dousy. Ik some people much prefer Sousa and Peggy, and they have a great relationship, but I don't know, I just like Dousy more. Maybe bc I want Daisy to be in a healthy relationship for once? But for only appearing in around half the episodes of s7, they don't feel rushed, and Chloe and Enver have great chemistry. They're so sweet together, I can't say much else other than I love them

Skimmons. Okay okay ik what a lot of people are gonna say, but I just think they're wonderful together. I've drifted a bit from shipping this, I do see the sisters aspect of them (I don't see them as sisters and romantically at the same time, that is WEIRD), but I still have a small soft spot for it. I think it's mostly Chloe and Elizabeth's love for the ship that sells it

Philinda. Tbh this and Skimmons could be switched, they're very close in my brain. While I don't necessarily feel too bad about them splitting up in s7, I like both the platonic and romantic versions of them, I think they were really great. They so obviously love each other, and what more can I say to that?

Huntingbird. 100% compatible 50% of the time, as Hunter puts it. I don't believe this to be the healthiest of AoS relationships, but not everything has to be perfect all the time. One moment they could be making jabs at one another, the next they're making out. Who knows? Their moments are a fun time either way

MackElena. I think what this ship needs is more time. Compared to the other relationships, MackElena doesn't get to share the screen all that much. I do love how they learn from one another, and they've always given me a kind of comforting type of vibe. They're just cute together

Simmorse. This feels like a relatively newer ship in the fandom, and I am all for it. I don't ship it massively, but I 100% see the potential, I think it's very easy to see that Jemma was crushing on Bobbi a couple times

QuakeRider. Just like Simmorse, I do see it, but I've never really been a big fan of it. Not that there's anything wrong with it, it has great vibes, I love the rogue x rogue type ship, I just don't ship it that much. I personally see them closer to older brother, younger sister type of dynamic. But I do see the potential

Staticquake. HEAR ME OUT OKAY? I used to like Staticquake a lot, but on my rewatches I see myself getting farther and farther away from it. It's not that they don't have good chemistry or that I don't think they're really in love, oh no, they have all of it, it's just not the best relationship for Daisy. There are more than a few moments where they're arguing, majority of the time Lincoln being in the wrong, and later Daisy apologizing for it? It always struck me as odd. I also feel like resolved too many issues behind the scenes, relying on exposition to make the audience believe they had gone further in their relationship

DekeDaisy. Idk if they have an actual ship name, so I'm going with this one for now. It's just wayyy too one-sided and doesn't seem like it would work anyway. Daisy was not in the right frame of mind for a relationship, and she seemed relatively blind to Deke's advances. Also considering that Deke sold her to the Kree earlier... yeah, it was never gonna work

Skyeward. It might get up one spot for the Framework version of them, but as it stands, the real life version of them is AWFUL. Ward lied to Skye on almost everything, hurt her, hurt her loved ones, kidnapped her, became obsessed with her, and countless other things I can't remember rn. They're so toxic and if you ship them (not Framework or pre-betrayal), I have genuine concern in your love life

[daisyssousa]

DOUSY APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 ♡ Day 1 - When You Started Shipping Dousy (see tags)

(insp)

[quakeingthunder]

“You’re young, attractive

You’ve got chemistry,history

Plus the real shit shared trauma…”

-Murray Bauman, Stranger Things

Really feel like this quote fits dousy!

[lifeofashieldagent]

I'm rewatching agents of shield (again!) and it's so much fun to see S1 Ward pre reveal and notice when he does something sus

Like, just now at the end of ep 8 "The Well"

Skye offers to talk to him but he says maybe later, and then May leaves the door to her room open and this is when their friends with benefits thing begins

Now when he sees May do that, we stay on his face for 5-10 seconds and see him thinking about it. On first watch you'd say he's thinking "I wish I could be the guy who could take Skye up on her offer, but no, I have a dark past and May gets that more and with her I can continue to have all my walls up" and hence he chooses to go with her.

However, watching him think now, I'm like wait, that's not what he's thinking. He's thinking "I really really really want to go talk to Skye cause she's cute and I have a lil crush, but I need to do this so I get closer to May and she doesn't get sus of me ever and feels vulnerable etc. I'm on a mission. I have to do what's best for the mission".

It's not "I wish I was more open and communicative", it's "I wish I wasn't a secret spy for hydra".

This is also one of the moments where Ward becomes irredeemable for me. Cause yes I know his loyalty to Garrett was SUPER strong, but this is one of the MANY moments where he could have made the tough decision to NOT follow Garrett and chosen his found family and come clean and help take down hydra.

This is still pretty early in the season, but there are even more of them later. Him trying to redeem himself after Garrett is dead is pointless, cause it means that if in this moment Garrett was still alive, he'd still hail hydra for him. Fuck that.

[samwpmarleau]

fic: final frontier

whumptober day 10: nightmares (moved from day 26) masterlist: tumblr, ao3 Robbie was Snapped, and now he’s back. Minus a certain flame-headed demon.

Space is … not quite what she imagined. And everything she imagined.

The highs are indescribable, formations of bright color and texture lighting up the surrounding darkness. She knows (well, learns — lots of learning has been going on, too) what they are, what they’re made of, but there’s a difference between knowing and seeing. More than once, as she and Simmons are on a video call for one reason or another, she sees the wonderment in Simmons’s face as much as hers, and in Alya’s as she’s brought to the camera to check out the pretty colors. Even Fitz, who thrives in retirement, sometimes looks like he wants to be there.

The lows, however, are low. Planets that are desolate or only have a few wisps of plants or primitive fauna on them, planets that are beautiful but whose environments are unexplorable by foot no matter how high-tech the spacesuits, the boredom that sometimes sets in, the longing to see Earth again and taste a good old-fashioned burger and fries. They’ve got a month left until their next check-in at home, and Daisy’s getting antsy.

Like now, for instance. Exploring a planet that’s geologically interesting and has strange readings S.H.I.E.L.D. wants them to investigate — but which sure is nothing special to look at, with no living beings detected whatsoever. The air, at least, is breathable, though the gravity is less than Earth’s so the relative bounciness of their steps takes some getting used to. Fortunately, this ain’t her first rodeo; getting used to things is par for the course.

She should have realized that in her line of work, getting complacent with something is begging for a curveball.

She vaguely registers an abrupt beeping, but she’s too engrossed in taking samples and photos to pay it much mind. At least, until Kora says warily, “Um, I thought there was supposed to be no life here.”

“There’s not. Can you —”

“Then what’s that?”

Daisy follows where Kora’s pointing. Immediately, her guard is up, body tensing and hands clenching. She feels power course through her, locks into the planet’s own vibrations so she can use them to her advantage. Perhaps she should order a retreat to the Zephyr, except she’s too curious and entranced by the new development. Something resembling a dust cloud, or ash, made of particles bigger than she would expect. They begin to coalesce, starting in a dense yet formless shape before elongating and slowing. Finally, they settle into what is indisputably a humanlike form.

It’s hard to make out any details from far away. Why hadn’t she brought any binoculars with her?

“I’m gonna check it out.”

Kora places a hand on her arm. “Be careful.”

“I’m always careful,” Daisy grins.

She lets Kora see only the confidence, her face neutralizing once out of Kora’s eyesight. Truth be told, she’s plenty wary herself. She’s seen her fair share of strange organisms, and once or twice even what eerily looked like the remains of a civilization. But aliens? Actual living, breathing humanoids? That can teleport? That doesn’t bode well.

As she gets closer, she decides the arrival is a man, or whatever passes for one in what must be an alien race. Daisy’s powers continue to surge inside her ready for a fight, her steps purposeful. The man doesn’t move, and Daisy can’t decide whether that’s comforting or concerning.

It turns out to be both, with a generous helping of shock. Because as she gets close enough to make out the man’s features —

She comes to a halt.

It makes no sense, none at all, except there is no mistaking him for anyone else. His hair is longer, unruly curls instead of the close-cropped style he used to have, and his clothes are more worn, but other than that, he’s exactly as she remembered. Dark eyes, bronze skin, haunted expression.

(And broodingly handsome. He’s that, too, still.)

Robbie Reyes is here, on a vacant planet, six years and several billion miles from last she’d seen him. He blinks a few times, clearly as stunned to see her as she is to see him.

“Daisy?” The low rasp of his voice catches on her name. “What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here? What are you doing here?”

Robbie just shakes his head, thoroughly confused. “I don’t know, I … one second I’m heading to another dimension, the next I’m … here. Where is here?”

For the life of her she can’t recall the planet’s name. As his presence fully hits her, she closes the distance and throws her arms around him. It takes him a second, then he tightly wraps her in his own. Daisy half-expected him to smell like fire and brimstone and death, something to reflect all the hells he’s been to, but he doesn’t. He smells exactly the same as before. He’s solid and warm and real.

Years ago, there might’ve been some shreds of doubt that it’s actually him and not an LMD or some other replicant. Now, she’s got plenty of gear to detect all that, and none of it is sending out alarm bells.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” she says, muffled against his jacket.

“That makes two of us. What year is it?”

Finally, Daisy pulls away, just enough to properly look him in the eye. “2023. Why, what year do you think it is?”

“No idea. Time is … not the same where I was. It changed with every dimension and Ghost Rider had a lot of scores to settle. I stopped trying to keep track.”

His demeanor seems the same, practically disinterested, but she knows all too well that looks can be deceiving. His in particular. She’s seen how much turmoil and pain lies beneath that hardened veneer. “No need to try anymore. This far from Earth we’re on a different time scale, but we’ve got tech to figure all that out for us and the warp drive balances everything out in the end.”

“Earth … fuck, I never thought I’d hear that word again.” Robbie gives her a slow once-over in wonderment. “Never thought I’d see you again either.”

Daisy feels a slight flush at the earnestness. “I’ve got to get everyone on the line. They��ll be so excited. You’ll have to put up with Fitz and Simmons’s questions, though. And Kora, we gave her the Cliff’s Notes version of everything, but —”

“Who’s Kora?”

“She’s my —” Daisy cuts herself off with a laugh. “Guess I’ve got a few things to catch you up on.”

———

He takes it better than Daisy thought he would, the influx of information. Time travel, space, Kree enslavement, different timelines, people from the past brought into the future, Fitz and Coulson’s deaths, he takes it all in stride. After a few minutes of processing, that is.

“Oh, come on,” Daisy teases, “you turn into a flaming skeleton and travel through interdimensional portals to kill people a demon has beef with. This can’t be that weird.”

“No, still weird.”

Daisy rolls her eyes, then frowns as her own words register. “Speaking of flaming skeletons, where is yours? You didn’t come through a portal like last time, it was — hang on —” Daisy turns to Kora, who’s been serving as a peanut gallery and filling in things Daisy forgot. “Am I crazy or did that dust look like —”

“The Snap. Yeah, you’re right,” Kora finishes. While she hadn’t seen the event for herself, being in an alternate 1983 at the time, Daisy’d pulled up plenty of footage when bringing her and Daniel up to speed on the present. That hadn’t been a particularly fun conversation.

“The Snap? What’s the Snap?” asks Robbie.

“Call HQ and ask for a status report on the Vanished to see if there’ve been any changes.”

“You think the Snap was reversed? Is that even possible?”

“What is the Snap?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.” Daisy looks at a hopelessly lost Robbie. “Okay, short version? Five years ago, this giant purple alien named Thanos decided universal genocide was a good thing and eliminated half of everything. It was total chaos. Thing is, the way you showed up, it looked a whole lot like how the people who were Snapped disappeared.”

“So you think that’s what happened to me? And now I’ve been Snapped back?”

“It’d track. The dust, you not noticing any lag between when you jumped in the portal and when you wound up on the planet. And it’s not like anyone on Earth would know. You were in hell without any way to get in contact even before the Snap. Still doesn’t answer my question about the Rider, though. Is he still around somewhere? Maybe he can make himself useful.”

“Of course he’s around, he couldn’t just …”

Robbie slowly trails off. He shuts his eyes in concentration, clenching and unclenching his fists as if trying to grip something she can’t see. Daisy watches as his brows slowly knit together. Then his eyes open and he quickly grabs the nearest item that could be used as a weapon: an errant screwdriver. His irises brighten and the screwdriver burns like the coals of a dying fire. That answers that question.

Or not, because instead of an affirmative, Robbie says, “I don’t understand.”

“Don’t understand what? You just lit something on fire and your eyes did that glowy thing.”

“Yeah, but …” Robbie stares at her, equal parts nonplussed and discomfited as he snuffs out the screwdriver with a sizzle. “He’s gone. I mean, there’s something left of him, but he isn’t in me. It’s like someone tracked muddy boots through the house. I was a vessel for so long, maybe —”

“Muddy boots,” Daisy repeats. “You’re referring to a demon as muddy boots.”

“Trust me, I would know if he were still here.”

The concept is hard to wrap her mind around. She’s only ever known him as a host for the Spirit of Vengeance, it had kinda been his whole schtick. The source of his darkness, his burden, the reason he was sucked into hell in the first place.

“Okay,” says Daisy, deciding to go with it, “so if he’s not in you, where is he?”

“I don’t know. The Rider’s the one with the supernatural GPS, not me.”

“I could probably find him. If you want me to.” She’d found Robbie in half a day with her shitty, pre-S.H.I.E.L.D. laptop in a van that, while near and dear to her heart, had as many problems as its owner. Provided the Rider’s in this dimension, with all the bleeding-edge tech at her disposal she’s fairly confident she could do it a second time. “Do you want me to?”

Robbie opens his mouth, presumably to answer yes out of reflex. From the moment of his death at twenty-four, the Rider’s wishes nearly always superseded Robbie’s; by now, it must be easier to just acquiesce.

A second passes, then two, then he slowly closes his mouth.

Quietly, as though if he says it any louder he’ll get struck down right then and there, he replies, “No. I mean, just — just not yet.”

Daisy nods with no small amount of relief. Sure, she could find the Rider, but she has no desire to do so. When he was one and the same with Robbie, that was one thing. She needed to know more about what was going on, how he operated. She hadn’t even known he wasn’t an Inhuman at first. And after that, once they’d found common ground, it was Robbie the man she gravitated towards, not the beast inside him. The Rider himself? As efficient as he was in busting ghosts, robots, and the dregs of society, Daisy would be perfectly happy to never see him again.

“Why don’t I show you around?” she suggests. “The Zephyr’s got a few more bells and whistles than when you saw it last.”

———

read the next two chapters on ao3

[redvanillabee]

I want to see young Team Carter react to Dousy.

I don't even care what the premise is. It can be a modern AU. It can be them travelling back in time to explain everything. I want to see Team Carter in their late 20s/early 30s reacting to Dousy.

[syrupfog]

It's not hard for Law to pass for an alpha, but that doesn't mean he wants to do it. Dousing himself in pheromones makes him gag, and he knows suppressants aren't good for long term use. 

"You'll get used to it," Doffy had whispered in his ear. "And if you don't? That's too bad."

Doflamingo holds too many things-- too many lives-- over his head. Freedom is a pipe dream for Law. 

"You're going to get me this political alliance with the Goa kingdom," he tells Law, sickeningly sweet. "All you have to do is manage not to be rejected by their prince."

The reality is more complicated than that; of course it is. The third prince of the Goa kingdom is a strong willed omega who's run off every arranged marriage his grandfather has attempted to set up. They have to be desperate if they're looking as far north as Swallow Island.

The good news is that no one that far east will know Law is lying about being an alpha. That's a point in his favour. The bad news is that Law's looking at living a lie... for the rest of his life, for the sake of his friends that he'll likely never see again.

The boat docks at Goa and Law's ushered up to the castle so fast, it's clear they're trying to get this over with before he can back out. 

He meets the three sons (and their grandfather) at dinner, an elaborate affair he has no appetite for (unlike the four of them).

Luffy, the youngest, his betrothed, barely looks at him. He eats what must be double his weight in meat and then takes off, the other two not far behind; at least the oldest asks his name before he runs off. 

Then he's left with the grandfather, the king. That's much worse.

The king says, "He's a handful, but he needs a good strong alpha to put him in his place." 

Law nods. Plays the part. "I'll be what he needs," he says. 

The king laughs. "I like you, boy," he says. "Have a drumstick." 

Law accepts it, but doesn't touch it. He feels queasy.

In the coming days, it's difficult to meet Luffy. It's difficult to even find Luffy most of the time, he's off like a whirlwind every day. When Law does manage it, he finds himself trailing after Luffy, just doing what he can to keep up, while Luffy complains about his scent.

"You reek," he says, frowning childishly. 

'I know,' thinks Law. The pheromones clash with his omega scent terribly. He hates it. 

"I don't want to marry someone who stinks," Luffy says. 

"You'll get used to it," Law says. He sort of doubts it, though.

Then he has to spend a good twenty minutes running to keep up as Luffy's gotten word from his brothers of an underground fighting ring in the city. 

(Luffy beats everyone in the ring and then shuts it down). 

(Law thinks about how Doffy would have encouraged it continuing).

The problem is, as Law follows Luffy day after day, he watches this man do thing after ridiculous thing, and each time the citizens prosper for it. 

The problem is, each time it happens, Law is horrified to find himself falling a little in love. 

That's not part of the plan.

Especially because Luffy doesn't feel the same way. 

The goal was and is still marriage. But looking forward to a spouse that resents him makes Law want to curl up and hide, his omega suffering from the potential rejection already. 

And having to act an alpha the whole time.

But, as long as LAW doesn't formally reject the marriage, Luffy won't have a choice. The date is set for the end of the year. He just has to make it through, follow Doffy's orders, keep his friends safe. An emotional rejection will be fine, Law knows logically it's not personal.

"You've made it longer than anyone else," the middle brother, Ace, tells him at one point. 

"I have to," Law says, before thinking better of it. 

Ace gives him a bemused look. Law wonders how much longer he can live in Goa without even one person (bar their odd king) liking him.

The problem really comes when his heat is due. 

The suppressants keep most of it at bay, but the need for comfort, for an emotional connection of any kind, pulls at him. Dousing himself in alpha pheromones nearly makes him vomit and he has to suppress a whine.

He ends up not seeking out Luffy at all that week, instead holing up in his quarters, desperately hiding inside a nest made of the few things he's kept that smell like home. 

For just a moment, he thinks maybe none of this is worth it, wants to just crawl home, seek comfort.

But then he steadies himself. This isn't about him. 

He doesn't come out for meals, claims he's sick when the servants ask. 

After three days, the door swings open with a bang and Law is startled out of his half asleep state as part of his nest caves in over top of him.

"Hey," says Luffy, crawling into the nest. "You haven't come to see me. Are you leaving?" 

He would prefer that, wouldn't he? 

Because the only person here whose opinion of Law matters hates him. 

Law, to his utter horror, opens his mouth and nothing but a sob comes out.

He's in heat, on suppressants, and being rejected, okay? He curls in on himself, clutching the brim of his hat over his eyes, clenching his teeth to keep from making more noise, although that just leads him to shake harder, overwhelmed. 

"Whoa!" says Luffy. "Shit, what's wrong?"

And then, to Law's utter horror, Luffy says, "Huh. You finally smell good." 

Fuck. He hasn't reapplied the pheromones since he made his nest. 

Everything Law is feeling is broadcasting through his unadulterated scent. 

"I mean, you smell sad. But you smell good. You know?"

Then Luffy is literally crawling over top of him, nuzzling into his neck, releasing a calming scent that Law didn't even know was possible for someone as chaotic as Luffy. 

"Wha—" Law tries, voice cracking from held in tears. 

"I'm making you feel better," Luffy says.

And well, he is— Law's already stopped shaking, eyelids drooping from exhaustion, but—  

"Aren't you— curious? About my scent?" 

"Yeah, sorta" says Luffy. "You smelled all wrong before. But you smell better now. I like it. You should stop spraying that other stuff."

Spraying—

"You knew?" 

Luffy stops nuzzling, blinking down at him. "Knew what?" He tilts his head. "Oh, that you're an omega? Not at first. Ace n' Sabo told me, said they had you ivenstigated 'cause they didn't trust you." 

Awesome. Great. Law's failed. Everything's done for.

"Hey wait," says Luffy. "Your scent's gone all upset again. What's wrong with being an omega?" He puffs up his cheeks. "I’m an omega!" 

"That's exactly what's wrong with it," Law snaps. "Nobody wants two omegas sitting on the throne!" 

Luffy reels back and fixes Law with a glare.

"I don't care what anyone else thinks," he says. "And you shouldn't either! Why do you even want to marry me if you can't even be yourself? What's the point?" 

Law clams up. He can't just— he can't tell him. 

"Traffy," Luffy says lowly, staring down at him with wild, steely eyes.

Law keeps his mouth shut. He thinks, dimly, that this is the first time Luffy's called him by his name (albeit, not quite his name). 

Luffy leans forward slowly, and Law feels like a bug under a microscope. "Traffy," Luffy says. "Who's hurting you?" 

"What?" Law asks, dumbstruck.

"You're not a bad guy," Luffy says. "You're stubborn and a stickinamud, but you're not mean and you don't yell at me." 

Law has definitely snapped at him a few times. 

"You don't yell at me about stuff that matters," Luffy corrects, at his look. "You're a good guy, Traffy. Who's hurting you?"

Law feels a bit like he's a child again, getting grilled by his parents after taking the fall for his sister busting out the window with a ball. 

"I-I—" he tries. "I can't—" 

"Is it that Mingo guy?" Luffy asks, and Law is starting to wonder if Luffy just. Knows everything.

"Ace 'n Sabo told me about him too, that they think you might be a bad guy because he's your dad and he's a bad guy." 

"He's not my dad," Law snaps. He thinks of his father. Thinks of Cora, even. Doffy could never be what they were. 

"Oh," Luffy says. "He's the one hurting you."

"You don't— it's not that simple," Law pleads. Pleads for Luffy to understand. There's no easy way out of this, not when Doffy holds all the cards. He's shaking again, cold like he's outside in the Swallow Island winters. Luffy's calming scent so far away.

"It is that simple," Luffy says. "But that's alright. We can fix it, now that I know. Okay?" He leans down again, slotting his cheeks between Law's neck and shoulder, and—

"You don't care?" Law asks, voice embarrassingly small. "That I'm an omega?" 

Luffy— Luffy laughs.

"You are an omega," he says, like that explains it all. 

"Do you want me to call the wedding off?" Law asks. Luffy holds the cards now. He knows Law's just under duress. 

"Nah," says Luffy. "You're a good guy, and I like you. We'll get married, then I'll kick that guy's ass."

"You can't just—" Law doesn't have it in him to explain just how vast Doffy's networks are, his crime syndicates. He plays both sides of the underworld, rules both of them. 

But— 

If anyone could— 

Law feels crazed. He feels like Luffy isn't real, can't be this... perfect.

"My friends," Law says. "He's going to kill my friends. I can't be the reason they die, Luffy." 

Luffy nods (into Law's shoulder) (He smells like candied bacon). "Okay," he says. "We'll get them out first. Sabo's good at that shit." 

Law is pretty sure Sabo hates him.

"He also doesn't hate you." 

Law is more convinced Luffy is all knowing. 

"He doesn't hate you because I like you, so he has to like you." 

Luffy says things so simply, like there's no option other for them to be true. 

Law doesn't get it, sort of hates it, does believe him.

"Can— I'm in heat, Luffy," Law says, because he's overwhelmed and ten seconds away from another meltdown. "This isn't really appropriate." 

"That's okay," Luffy says. "I don't care about appropriate much, anyway." 

That's true, Law knows that.

The nest smells like back home, and now it smells like Luffy. 

Luffy, who is good, in a way that doesn't make sense. 

Luffy, who is wrapped around him like a jellyfish. 

Luffy, who says he's just going to fix everything. 

Law has nothing to offer him in return.

If— if Luffy manages this, even just to get his friends out— Bepo, Penguin, Shachi... Cora... 

Law's seen him do odd miracles every day. He believes him when Luffy says he'll do this too. 

Shuddering out a breath, Law soaks in Luffy's scent. 

It's sweet, it's omega.

It's strong and powerful and unique to Luffy. 

Law wants to drown in it. 

He whispers a prayer to the forgotten sun god of his childhood island that everything will work out. 

Luffy whispers back that he should go to sleep, because it will.

[dousycentral]

dousy + quotes from other ships (insp.)

fox mulder and dana scully, "the x files"

"the end of my world was upside down and unrecognizable. there was one thing that remained the same. even when the world was falling apart, you were my constant, my touchstone. and you are mine."

[agentmilayawithshield]

Rating all Daisy ships I stanned at some point:

Skyward - 4/10

The year before I knew the truth was some of the best times I had as a fangirl. Shipped them while I was watching the show on TV. I was obsessed with them. But I missed the final few episodes. Oops. What could go wrong. So one time I googled the show to see if they got together, and that's how I found out Ward was Hydra. Looking back at it, it was an incredible reveal. Still, it broke my 14 year old heart. The pain of finding out the truth almost made me never wanna watch it again. (for 5 min) I'll admit I was hooked on the Framework storyline too.

StaticQuake 11/10

But wanna know why I started watching it again? Luke Mitchell. I was uninterested that "Skye" had another dude, but when I checked the character out, he was played by WILL from H20? It was the greatest thing I ever found out. I'll never forget you Lincoln. I almost passed out when he died. He loved her so much. In later seasons when everyone was paired off but Daisy had no one, I kept thinking of him. He was one of the only characters who selflessly always put her first. He deserved better. And I gotta go higher than 10 cause he literally died for her.

Quakerider - 9/10

I was stuck on this ship for 4 years, and I was working off of maybe 8 episodes of content. I was obsessed, with all capital letters. I should have tattooed it on my forehead. And they left me hanging. They had so much chemistry, it was insane. This man was looking at her like she was his lifeline. But they pulled Gabriel Luna away from the show for the unreleased spinoff and, we never saw Robbie again. RIP to the most iconic romance I never got to experience.

Dousy - 100/10

Whoever decided to pull this man from the past to get him together with our girl, deserves an Emmy. There is nothing like a proper-looking, nerdy man who's down for every criminal offense you want to pull. But also they had a great flirt-to-roast ratio.

"Every time."

"Some of my favorite people are people like you."

"There are unfashionable squares in every decade, so you fit right in."

"You should probably put a Q on your utility belt so people know it's you."

"We are going home, Agent Johnson."

"I can take a loop."

Just that pure devotion was fire. Also when you realize they are actually what the other always wanted in a partner? Daisy goes from Miles, Ward to Lincoln looking for stability and solid partnership, and manages to find it super unconventionally. I'll never stop yapping about them. No second of their screen time was wasted, which is why I think this worked so well.

[daily-dose-of-dousy]

dousy things that are impossible to get over (48/?)

the way daisy looks at sousa when he's flirting with her on the quinjet, teasing her about the "q" she should have on her utility belt

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I just wanna know how 7x09 goes from being this goofy, hilarious take on Groundhog Day, with moments like Daisy and Jemma casually DYING on the floor, with Deke proceeding to have a mental breakdown over it (because HELLO he just watched Daisy and his nana dramatically drop dead on the floor), while Coulson groans with annoyance about how much of a pain in the ass it is. And, of course, “phlebotinum”, and Enoch casually destroying everybody, and Coulson slowly but surely losing his mind, some cute Dousy moments too, among other absolute gems.

Then you get straight up gut-punched by conversations like Daisy and Coulson’s, about the irony of the time loop being a metaphor for his fear of the inevitable future where he will have to watch every single person he cares about die because someone “decided he should.”

Like wow. Hit me right where it hurts, why don’t you? (I could make a whole post about that conversation alone.)

Not to mention the power of Enoch’s last scene:

“Does it hurt?

It does, a bit. But it's not the physical pain that troubles me. I am acutely aware that in my thousands of years observing humans, I never used to feel lonely. I've been alone many times. To be candid, I preferred it, but it wasn't until I met this particular team of SHIELD agents that being alone meant feeling lonely. And I don't care for it. So, I am feeling, as you might expect, some anxiety now…

You don't have to. You're not alone. Daisy and I will stay with you right up until the end.

That is very kind of you. But, it's that last part, isn't it? You can stay with me up until the end, but you cannot come with me at the end. I will have to leave you and I will have to do that alone and I can't help wondering when that happens, will I feel lonely?

I can say with some authority that you're not wrong. Dying is lonely. But the feeling is temporary, at least for the person dying. The ones who are left behind… less so. I guess that's the one advantage to going first.

Yes. It's different watching your friends go before you, isn't it? I've been through that as well. It can be harder to stay than to leave. I'm sorry, Philip J. Coulson.

Enoch, the team will carry on the mission. We will survive because of you. Thank you.

You are most welcome. But Agent Johnson, while your friends will indeed survive, the team will not.

What do you mean?

I have seen the future. Carry on this mission and cherish it for it will be your last mission together.

That's not possible. Enoch, this is my family.

Of course. Yet, this is the nature of families. I have seen it countless times on countless worlds. People arrive, so we celebrate, and people leave us, so we grieve. We do what we can with the time in-between but the cycle is always there. No one escapes it. Not even me.

Which means you are not alone. You are apart of that cycle.

Like every other living thing.

Fitz... he was my best friend.

And you are a good friend to Fitz. You are a good friend to all of us.

As I have always...”

Like holy SHIT, man. I am on the FLOOR. It never fails to get me each and every damn time. I resonate on such a deep level with that entire scene, and it honestly affects me so greatly, even to this day. The emotional chokehold that it has on me is unmatched. Someone put the entire thing on my grave tbh.

I could go on about it forever, but basically, 7x09 is just my favourite episode of television ever, and I can say that wholeheartedly. Hats off to everyone who worked on that episode (and every episode let’s be real) I swear. It will forever hold such a special place in my heart.

[daisyssousa]

DOUSY APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 ♡ Day 4 - Most Emotional Moment Sousa telling Daisy he'll get her home

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9 people I'd like to get to know better

Thanks for the tag, @starlonkedd and @redwidow616!

3 ships: Dousy (AoS), Everlark (THG), and Peraltiago (B99).

Last song: Radio by Lana Del Rey.

Favorite colour: cornflower blue.

Last movie: How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.

TV Show: Brooklyn 99 (again).

Currently reading: People We Meet On Vacation by Emily Henry.

Currently watching: nothing, but I'm about to start Percy Jackson!

Currently consuming: air.

Currently craving: a massage.

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: sweet.

Relationship status: single.

Last thing you googled: stanley cup (wanted to show my mum what the fuss was about, she was not impressed).

Current obsession: Emily Henry's books, Lana Del Rey, and as always, Agents of SHIELD.

No pressure tagging @brekker-by-brekkerr, @accidental-spice, @echo-084, @beth-is-rainpaint, @libbyweasley, @madponywithabox, @mylifeeinfandoms, @profwonderbearthementalista and @ryder616!

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I love dousy. I love the ending of aos. But I honestly really hate some of the things they said and implied about Peggy and Daniel in 7x03 and 7x04. I try to ignore it and just have fun but it bugs me so bad. (Why did they call her Agent instead of Director when Jemma was pretending to be her. Granted we don't know for sure if she was the First director but why be the ones to say she wasnt?? Why not at least keep it unclear?? It sucks that Daniel died in 1955 in the main timeline but it ticks me off that he died bc Hydra killed him bc he was onto them and he contacted the CIA about it?? Instead of Peggy??? And he noticed but Peggy didn't???? That's so frustrating and I'm the first person to advocate for aos canon rights but I really can't handle that 😭)

[quakeingthunder]

Dousy Appreciation Day 3 : Underrated Moment

Sousa offering to be there for Daisy while she talks to Jiaying and offering to bail her out if things go south… just love how supportive he is and that he can see how stressed out she is and wants to help her with that…

Bonus:

So we all know and love the time loop episode, it’s great! I noticed some what of underrated moment when taking into account the loop as a whole. Sousa just automatically believes Daisy, she tells him she’s stuck in a time loop and he just immediately accepts that and asks how he can help. Daisy had to prove/show to the rest of the team they were stuck in a loop, but Sousa just takes her word for it… pretty neat little thing I noticed!

Also want to add that Sousa was willing to die for Daisy so she could keep her memories , that in and of itself is pretty amazing, but again he completely trusts/believes Daisy that the time loop will reset and he will be fine. Just another little moment to show how much he trusts Daisy