#skyeward au

[rainintheevening]

Ugh, so many Skyeward feels percolating in my brain, I am gonna dump the mushiest Christmas fic for them on y'all.

[ask-missparker]

The Red & Purple Duo

I created cUZ helloooo I love playing around with dynamics. As we know Mia got her hubby Nikolai and Ethan got his wifey Liane…so let's put theses ladies up to the test.

Friends: Amelia Morse-Parker & Liane Felton

Sum it up -> Mia was supposed to go on a simple mission to get insight on this rich man, Ivan Trask, but her usual players had work to do. Melissa was stuck with beating a systemic grid and Nikolai was on the field in mother Russia with Marlene. She decided she wanted to go in alone as an undercover, Widowed Wife, but Hill knew she needed backup. Which lead her to this very moment..

----

She flipped around the sheets of paper sitting in front of her as her gaze fell back and forth onto the sliver dollar laced gun. She bit her bottom lip and squealed under her breath, taking the gun in hand.

"Liane. Agent Liane..of uh, SHIELD." Said the blonde pointing the gun then standing up from the chair, "Oh? Is that right? You think this is funny?"

She pointed the gun back and forth talking with the wall as if it was a bad guy. "H-how's this for a comedy? Huh?..h-you-you..i'mma gonna tear you in half and-" She stuttered trying to find the right words to say.

Suddenly the door behind her slammed shut as she screamed in fear facing the short brunette who was dressed in a black jeans, a navy blue t-shirt and ruby red necklace. She had a deadpan look on her face completely done with her bullshit as she huffed holding back an eye roll.

"AR-are you-? I'm armed here." She explained holding the gun sitting back down.

She removed the gun out of her hand and replied, "Don't be."

"Why did you have it out in the first place? Not very smart leaving your gun out.."

"I WANTED-I wanted to see how long you'll last."

"What? H-how did I do?"

"Less than 7 minutes. Somewhat better than I expected. Where did we spend our honeymoon?"

Amelia wasn't trilled with this whole plan. She would've gone with Ward or Daisy, if Nikolai wasn't available, they were busy dealing with missions for Coulson. Something about a gas fire. Again, she wished she could've done this alone. But she wasn't allowed.

Liane hummed, "God..is everything a test with you, Parker? Lighten up! Or in my case, you need a little fire to fix this."

"Funny." She said pointing to the papers, "Honeymoon? Where?"

"Bail. It was gorgeous! I was wearing a sundress and-"

"Where we did we meet?"

"Uh..recorded store? Ugh, why did it have to be a record store? Who picked that location? Romanoff?"

"Felton. Focus. Which side of the car you in?"

"Whatever side you say I get. Cause I love to drive shotgun! And your the passage princess."

Liane stood up with a giggle then sat down, deciding to lean against the table and bop her nose with her long purple nails. She was rambling on and on about something as well. Amelia just rolled her eyes, "Liane. It would be nice if you stick to the script."

She giggled bopping her nose and teasing her with a smile, "Lovey dovey car with you brought me for my birthday! And we did all the shopping we can and.."

"Well, I'm gonna die. We're gonna walk in and five seconds later just straight up dead.." Amelia added, pushing the blonde's hand away from her.

"We're gonna die cause I didn't remember the name of your childhood dog? That's not how this works. I should know my parents were married for a long time."

"And they hated each other. I saw the reports. You have no idea how this works!"

"I know how this works, okay? They're not gonna tie me up to some freaking chair and ask me the name of your childhood doggie! I mean come on..you seem like you never had one."

"You have to know a good crunch of the facts! Married people do that from the smallest thing to the biggest one."

"No they don't! They do this! We're not gonna die because we're not gonna in there with some lame story on how we met and how we are like two people in love. No, they are gonna walk in there and see you are some overcontroling OCD spor freaking and I'm too much of a flake to tell the difference. And we got together way too early for our liking. So we're stuck together now!"

"Mhm hmm."

"And I left a really good design job for this. As I was dishing tables and painting nails at a salon now like in my favorite movie. And the wedding was tiny. I wanted some big and landfill of glamour items but you wanted something smaller."

"Big weddings are too much money..as if I would spend a lot of time planning one."

"And I know you spelt with one of the grooms-Ohh maybe it was a bridesmaids? That would be a good cover story!"

"Well, I was marrying you, so I must've been very drunk. And blacked out the next day."

The two were standing up at this point as they were talking to one another.

Liane crossed her arms with a squeal and thought, "It was Patrick or Daphne wasn't it? They would love to have that over my head."

Amelia scoffed and looked up at her, "Daphne and Patrick must be nice people. Listening to me as I had to be stuck with you. They cared when I talked about going to the pound to pick up my first ever dog...uh.."

"Snuffles! Hehe I remembered and you didn't. And I am a good partner for you to have during this mission. I know a lot about events and everything."

"I doubt it. But sure."

"We got this wired down. It aint on the paper, just you and me faking this whole gig."

"God helps us all."

"No one can fake this kinda hate you have for me. D-do you hate me?"

"Ain't telling."

She half smile then her faced returned to a deadpanned look. Liane could tell was hiding something, she knew her husband was gone a mission god knows where and wasn't able to say anything about it. She giggled to herself. But she didn't saying anything to Mia about it unless brought up later.

----

Here is the original source, I got the idea from!

--

—> Thanks for reading. That’s what I got! Comment down below with ideas and reblog your thoughts 

Tags: @missstrawbs2001 @purpleprincessonfyre @meiramel  @gcthvile @rickb-chaos @gaminggirlsstuff @wizzzardofoz @cherrysft @thechoooooosenone @luna-d-marsh@sherloquestea @rooster-84 and etc

[skyeward-otp]

HAPPY EASTER!

Guess who’s back with a new fic for the Providence!AU?! It’s certainly been a while since I’ve written anything for this universe, so I hope you enjoy. :)

[sailforvalinor]

Grant Ward!

And Skyeward!

(Sorry, had to. Feel free to do either canon or my au :)))))))

-Rain

OH wait I have some good ones for this:

Canon!Ward is The Family Jewels by Marina and the Diamonds, your AU Ward is “Right now” by Gracie Abrams (“am I losing my family/every minute I’m gone?/what if my little brother/thinks my leaving was wrong?”)

Canon Skyeward is “Getaway Car” by Taylor Swift, your AU…maybe “Surrender” by Birdy?

[blamethestardust]

HAHAHAHA GOD FUCKING DAMN IT.

So my husband and I are closing in on the end of season one of Agents of SHIELD (he was accidentally spoiled thanks to the internet for the Hydra reveal, he's seen bits and pieces of other seasons because of me, but it's his first watch and my...not first watch) and I just

How, how does SkyeWard (idk if anyone refers to them as DaisyWard when it comes to the fact she is now canonically known as Daisy, but the ship was technically sunk like...long before that happened) still have me in a chokehold where I wish things had gone differently? Why am I so close to just top leveling Daisy all over the place in memes and hoping to draw one out of the woodwork. Or tapping the one who I was talking to on a different server like, a year and a half ago to finally do that AU we were planning.

Because, sob. Rereading old threads from a truly great line I had YEARS ago, is not cutting it.

Crying, screaming into my hands tbqh.

[kinetic-elaboration]

Wonder

A Bellarke Fic for @skyeward-otp, for the Bellarke Valentines exchange @bellarke-valentines. Happy Valentine's Day!

5,000 words / Rated T / Modern AU

Summary:

After nearly ten years of friendship, pining, almosts, and bad timing, Bellamy and Clarke finally kiss.

…Now what?

(Spoiler: happiness and fluff.)

Excerpt:

In the second that she surges up to meet him and before her mouth touches his, she thinks about every bit of bad timing they've had, nearly ten years' worth of bad timing: how she would have told him about her feelings in college, but he was going to study abroad for a whole semester and it didn’t seem fair; how she was dating Lexa when he was single and he was dating Echo when she was; how she really thought he was going to marry Gina for a while. The two years they lived in different cities and he was just words on a screen or a face on her phone. All the time she convinced herself that her feelings would screw up their friendship or their business or the friend group they've formed around themselves. How they've been just like this, best friends with an aching undercurrent of longing, almost-moments like electricity at every meaningful, carefully rationed touch, that she could not help but convince herself it would always be just this way. He'd always be her what if. She'd always be his could-have-been.

Now she's got her arm around his neck, her palm against his cheek, the tips of her fingers poised against the hard jut of his cheekbone, and he's holding her crushed against him with his arms around her waist. She's kissing him so desperately that it is awkward and messy and difficult to breathe. When they part, their lungs sync, and she feels hard bursts of air from his nose and mouth against her skin.

READ ON AO3.

[stargazerdaisy]

Apparently all I did today was read @orlissa 's drabbles. I started up until 2am reading her Darklina Victorian AU drabble story (44 chapters). Then woke up and started reading her Skyeward Taylor Swift drabble series (99 chapters) and just finished it now, at 9:30pm.

I am having the opposite of regrets. The only downside to this is that T-Swift has put out 5 more albums since that series and I WANT MORE.

[canadiandutchiefangirl]

Went through my bookmarks & here are all the fics with under 500 hits:

Supernatural

Measured Hundredweight and Penny Pound by aj2245

Gen, 1.2k, post-5x10 Abandon All Hope

Summary: The drive out of Carthage is long and quiet.

below freezing by @one-more-offbeat-anthem

Established Destiel, 1.7k, Self-reflection, Minor Angst

A hunt turns into a stay at a snowy cabin, and in the silence, Dean grapples with the ghosts of his past.

Cas holds his hand through it.

in a different life, dad died at the end of my gun by a_fuck_it_kind_of_lifestyle

Trans Dean, 6.8k, Incomplete

from my post that said: oh oh oh oh oh dean meeting his au version where he murdered john and theprincessandthepie's wonderful angsty tags on them (which i'm not writing out here because of Authorial Tension)

Absolution by knifegirlruby

1.6k, Smut, Angst, Biting, Getting Together

Cas grabs a fistful of his hair and yanks his head back. Dean hisses in pain when his head hits the wall.

“So you want me to do the dirty work? To release you from your sins?“

Dean pants. “Yes,“ he says. His blood is boiling. Cas is so close.

Or: Dean goes to Cas, asking him to kill him.

Fill Thyself with the Word of God by lowkey_existential_despair

5.2k, Blood and Gore, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Cas POV

And, most importantly, Castiel knows that all of these things make a Biggerson’s restaurant an excellent place to hide.

telling the bees by @dirtybackroad

1.4k, Angst, Grieving Dean Winchester, post-15x18

Telling the bees is a traditional custom in which the hive is told of important events in their handlers' lives.

Dean thought it seemed appropriate.

Agents of SHIELD

i keep on talkin' trash but i never say anything by onedrinkafter

Under 1k, Skyeward, Angst

“you don’t get to call me a whore,” skye says quietly, testing out how the words fill the empty space between them.

Chronicles of Narnia

tying rocks to your ankles by nutellamuffin

Under 1k, Caspian, Character Death, Angst

when the seafarer drowns, the world turns on its axis.

. peter pevensie . by nutellamuffin

Poetry, Under 1k

(I love this whole series, but this one especially)

fuck it, I'm romanticizing underrated ao3 works now. 8,000 word fics with only 13 kudos, even after 5 months. multi-chaptered works with only 11 comments from the same 3 people and the author themself. incredibly specific works featuring OC's mingling with canon characters that only get 5 kudos. rare-pair fics. gift works that are literally ONLY for the receiver.

[the-truest-sentence-i-know]

MCU Fics

Shared Life Experiences: 6.8k | stucky | 🚸🔢💙✅

Steve realizes that he doesn’t have to hide part of himself anymore in the modern world. Bucky’s return complicates things.

my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand: 3.5k | skye/daisy x steve rogers | ⚠️1️⃣💜✅

Plagued by powers she cannot control, Skye meets another troubled soul during her stay in The Retreat.

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Dousy

Manhattan, 1997: 2.3k | 🚸1️⃣💜✅

When the Chronicoms jump to the 90s to try and kill a young Daisy Johnson (aka Mary Sue Poots), Daisy and Daniel have to protect her.

and for the first time, what’s past is past: 1.1k | 🚸1️⃣💜✅

The four times Daniel reminded Daisy of the past and the one time he showed her what the future could be.

Skyeward

The Irresistible Force Paradox: 11k | 🚸🔢💜💀✅

Skye’s feelings about Ward are complicated. Ward’s feelings for Skye are very simple. Immovable object meet unstoppable force.

Agent Carter

chase two girls, lose the one: 1.3k | 🚸1️⃣💕✅

After the events of S2, Daniel, Violet, and Peggy seek some closure.

it’s nice to have a friend: 2.2k | 🚸1️⃣💕✅

the five times Howard hit on Peggy and the one time he realized he wanted to be her friend

death is a letter that was never sent: 1k | 🚸1️⃣💕💀✅

Before his death, Michael wrote Peggy a letter. After his death, Peggy writes in response.

ache: 100 | 🚸1️⃣💕✅💯

cool morning air and peggy’s old scars

cartson

‘tis the damn season: 5.2k | 🚸🔢💜💀☑️

Three Christmas seasons in Jack and Peggy’s hometown. Modern AU.

close enough to touch (close enough to hope you couldn’t see what i was thinking of): 9.6k | ⚠️1️⃣💜✅

Peggy and Jack’s no-strings relationship does not go as planned.

you still don’t know what i never said: 1.4k | 🚸1️⃣💜✅

After Jack is shot, Peggy sits at his bedside

Insufferable & Stubborn: 915 | 🚸1️⃣💜✅

A muscle worked in Jack's jaw at the sight of Peggy's blood-soaked handkerchief. “I’m assuming you did not have that looked at.”

peggysous

no one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you (and you know you hurt him too): 4.4k | 🚸1️⃣💜✅

Peggy transfers to the new SSR office in LA to be closer to Daniel but finds the transition more difficult than she expected.

carterwood

driving a new maserati down a dead end street: 1.6k | 🚸1️⃣🧡✅

Peggy found her attacker’s legs in the dark and kicked their knees out from under them. From the muffled grunt, she knew they had hit the ground hard – and also who they were. “Dottie?” she managed to whisper before Dottie was on top of her.

chains: 100 | 🚸1️⃣🧡✅💯

old habits die hard

jackdaniels

your heart was glass (i dropped it): 2.3k | 🚸1️⃣💙✅

Peggy’s arrival at the SSR upsets the tenuous balance of Jack and Daniel’s non-relationship.

[evieoh]

Skyeward Fic:

Our Hands Will Never Be Clean - by @evieoh and @stargazerdaisy

Chapter 2 is now up on AO3

"They haven’t discussed Ward since everything fell apart. Skye was on suspension in the aftermath as her involvement was investigated, and she avoided her friends outside of work as well. When she came back her marriage was like the proverbial elephant in the room that no one other than May or Coulson ever mentioned directly to her. She knows that the other agents have discussed it amongst themselves, she is aware of the distrust and suspicion that lingers even after she was cleared. Especially from Mack. But really, she can’t blame them. She’s supposed to be a trained operative and she couldn’t even tell that the man she slept beside every night was a spy?"

[rainintheevening]

🍁🍁Comfy-vember🍁🍁

Day 5: Saying their name | Dressing fancy

Daisy Johnson (Skye) & Phil Coulson, Agents of SHIELD, AU

-------

Skye—Daisy—twisted and turned in front of the mirror, biting her lip as she considered the full skirt with its layers of tulle and silk, the little flowers with tiny green leaves worked in glimmering thread around the waist and square neckline, the fluttery short sleeves that showed off the muscles she'd spent the last few years acquiring.

The whole thing made her feel more like a Disney princess than a SHIELD agent, but she actually didn't mind. Not for a night, certainly.

The deep red dress was a Christmas present from Coulson, overwhelming in that it had been custom made for her, with real silk and everything. It had hidden pockets for her phone and anything else she might want. Even the embroidered flowers had pink daisies mixed with red roses.

Just as exciting was that Grant had no idea what she was wearing tonight, other than it being red. The thrill of imagining his reaction, made her suddenly shy, and she turned away from the mirror, pressed the cool backs of her fingers to her flushed cheeks.

A knock at the door of her small bedroom, and she stilled, alert as a rabbit till Coulson's query made her smile.

"Daisy?"

"Come in!" She tried to stand confident and relaxed, but her fingers still twitched, so she clasped her hands behind her back to hide it.

Coulson didn't look up until he was in the room, door mostly shut behind him. When he did, the slow drop of his jaw, the smile that made his face all soft, the murmured, "Wow," made tears spring to Daisy's eyes.

"It's even more beautiful than I thought it would be. You make it beautiful." Coulson passed her a handkerchief, and she tried not to smudge her makeup, suddenly glad she'd gone minimal today.

"Really?" she sniffled.

"Of course." His eyes seemed to be suspiciously shiny too. "My mother had a red dress, something like that. You're just as pretty as she was."

Daisy thought she might melt through the floor at such a compliment, the idea that she might be considered as much a part of Coulson's family as the woman who had been his own blood. She stepped into his arms then, hugged him tight.

"Thanks, AC," she whispered. "Thank you. For all of it."

The dress, the compliments, the hug, his trust in letting her date Grant... She owed him so much.

"My pleasure." He kept his arm around her shoulders as she pulled away, smoothed her skirts back into place, found a watery smile for him.

"You look great too," she said. He was wearing a much nicer suit than usual, black, white shirt, white gloves, and with a red bow tie, as seemed fitting for a chauffeur. "You're sure you don't mind driving us?"

"Are you kidding? You think I'd let some random limo driver take my two best agents anywhere? Someone's gotta be packing for the night. Besides, it's Grant's birthday. It's the least I can do."

Daisy grinned, his chatter lightening the air. "Are you gonna dance too?"

"I'll steal you for one number." Coulson stuck out his hand, smilingly serious. "Deal?"

"Deal." She shook his hand gravely.

"Five minutes?"

She watched him step back out, suddenly noting how much happier she felt, how much more confident. Just like how a dad should make his daughter feel before a big date night. "Should I put my coat on now, or wait till we get to the car?"

He smiled back over his shoulder, quick and amused. "Grant's in the common room. Maybe let him see you first."

"Okay." Again her cheeks warmed, thinking of her boyfriend, hoping his face would light up at seeing her as much as Coulson's had.

"See you at the elevator, Miss Daisy Johnson."

She rarely heard her full name, and sometimes she wasn't totally sure it belonged to her, but the way Coulson said it warmed her down to her toes.

"Thank you, Philip," she answered, giving him what was meant to be a graceful nod of dismissal. "That will be all."

She had to turn away hastily to hide her snort, as the door shut on Coulson's muttered, "Well, I guess chauffeurs usually get called by first names, don't they?"

Nerves now exchanged for elation, Skye hurried to grab the rest of her things, humming Taylor's 'The Best Day' under her breath.

Now I know why the all the trees change in the fall / I know you were on my side / Even when I was wrong / And I love you for giving me your eyes / Staying back and watching me shine...

[the-element-siren]

Another party, another intel drop, only this one doesn't go exactly Skye planned. Sequel to Masquerade.

[skyeward-otp]

New fic for the CoStars AU is now up! Just something sweet and fluffy.

Enjoy!

[lemon-patches]

SKYEWARD AU: The Proposal

HYDRA betrayal? What HYDRA betrayl??? No idea what you're talking about...

-So Skye (or should he say Daisy) and Ward have been together for a bit

-Like it looks like they got together quickly but it feels like they've been together for years

-They're that couple

-And it's sickeningly adorable

-They already argue like a 50 year old couple

-And they act like they've been married loooong before they were married

-So adding a ring was just making it official at this point

-Too bad the proposal was a mess

-At first Ward has a set and clear plan

-The mission they're on ends in a few days

- And he's convinced everybody on the bus to leave and do something while he makes his move

-It came with a lot of poking and questions from FitzSimmons

-A stern but kind handshake with Coulson

-And a knowing look from May (was that a small smile he sees)

-But then their intel betrays them

-And they're on mission for a whole lot longer

-In captivity

-Did he mention that they were in Eygpt?

- "Good thing we didn't have any plans for anytime soon." Daisy whispers to Ward who's tied up right next to her on the floor

-Right

-Post Eygpt Ward still isn't deterred

-The original dinner and question didn't work

-So now he's gonna surprise her in bed

-Bed, breakfast and a ring

-It's perfect

-It's totally gonna work

-So one quiet morning Ward sneaks out of bed early

-And goes all out on her favorite breakfast

-Pancakes, eggs and bacon with some orange juice in a champaigne glass with a flower

-Not a daisy, he's not that corny

-Actually Daisy's favorite breakfast is cereal

-But the one she loves the most is discontinued so this is the next best thing

-He even has some champaigne hidden away for when she hopefully says yes

-He might've stolen it from May

-Not smart. He knows

-If Daisy says yes then he gets to die happy

-If he gets rejected May will put him out of his misery

-So it's a win-win either way

-Ward brings the food in a tray to their room

-The ring's hidden in his shirt pocket

-And he's about to open the door...

-When the safety alarms start blaring

-About 10 seconds later he sees Fitz running past him holding a plant on fire with Simmons at his heel spraying a fire extinguisher

-Fitz stops right next to him holding out the plant

-And Simmons lets loose

-So naturally the plant goes out

-And so does Ward's breakfast

-And himself

-Which is the perfect time for Daisy to come out

- "What's going on out here?" She asks stepping out of the room rubbing her groggy eyes

-"Just a minor complication." FitzSimmons say at the same time

-Because they're them

-Daisy gets a good look at Ward and breaks

-Which prompts FitzSimmons to start laughing too

-"Are those pancakes?" Daisy asks between laughs

-"...They were." Ward replies and no, he's defienetly not pouting

-"He made us breakfast! How sweet! He even got a fancy glass!" Fitz exclaims before taking the orange juice

-"Well that reminds me...I'm starving." Daisy says. "Who wants cereal?"

-And then she leaves the other three alone

-And Jemma sheepishly elbows Fitz who's confused

-And then he looks back at Ward

-And now he gets it

- "Uh-oh" they go

-"FITZ...SIMMONS!!!!"

-Third time's the charm right?

-Maybe Ward can just pop the question during a board game or something

-He hasn't let the ring out his sight

-Daisy's right in front of him

-Everybody's in another room doing something mind their business

-Why not now?

-So Ward decides to try his luck during the middle of their monopoly game

- "Hey Daisy...I gotta ask you something."

- "No you may not buy my property. Those puppy dog eyes don't work on me.

- "Yes they do." He says smuggly

- "Well not today they don't."

- "But that's not my question." Ward pauses for a second and grabs the ring box in his jacket pocket

-Should he be kneeling for this?

-No. He's wasted too much time

- "Daisy Skye Johnson..."

- "Grant Douglas Ward." Daisy mimics

- Ward smiles. "I was...I wanted to know if you-"

-The Bus's sirens go off

- "Oh come on!" Grant shouts at the ceiling. "What now?!"

-Coulson's voice comes over the overhead speakers "There are foregin invaders trying to board the ship. Possibly alien and hostile."

-There's a loud boom followed by a crash

- "Correction: Definetly alien and hostile. Very, very hostile!"

-Daisy looks at him and shrugs, "Guess it's time to kick some alien ass."

-It's been overt a week since the bus invasion

-They're all fine

-The aliens wanted to steal a weapon they had temporarily on their ship

-May and Ward stayed behind to fight them off while Coulson snuck Daisy onto their ship

-She quaked their ship to hell

-And FitzSimmons created cuffs to contain them

-But enough of that

-Ward still hasn't proposed

-But at this point he might just keep it to himself

-Thankfully no one's blabbed to Daisy yet

-Especially Fitz...or Simmons

-Plus none of his planned proposals have worked out

-So maybe this is the universe telling him to save the proposal or not do it at all

-Plus as long as he can have Daisy he's happy

-He'll take her in any way, shape or form

-As long as she'll have him

-"You mind getting your head out of the clouds right now?" May says into his headpiece "We're a bit busy."

-30 seconds later May is shooter a blast from the plane onto the beach

-He should explain

-Remember those aliens from before?

-They had friends

-Very angry trigger happy friends

-Luckily for the bus kids the aliens attacked during the day

-And May could do an emergency stop on a nearby beach

-Which is where they all were now

- Fighting aliens on a beach

-May's taking the aerial support trying to blast their opposing spaceship to bits

-Coulsons guarding the weapon they want inside the bus

-FitzSimmons are making as many weapons and cuffs as they can

-Daisy and Ward are on the sand

-Fitz gave Ward a special gun with a hell of a kick

-Daisy...is quaking everything apart

-Ward's so proud

-"How's it going on that tranquilizer?" Daisy asked into the comms

-FitzSimmons are also trying to make a nonlethal neutralizer that will knock out the aliens

-"Don't got it yet." Fitz answers

-"Get it soon!" Coulson orders, "Daisy and Ward are getting swarmed out there."

-"Yeah but we can handle it right babe?" Daisy asks Ward with a smile before punching an alien in the face

-"Always." Ward replies and blasts an alien in the stomach

-Jemma's voice comes through the comms "Okay we can't make a tranquilizer since we don't have enough DNA to work with but since aliens can hear higher frequency that humans we can alter the ships speaker to release a high enough frequncy that will incapacitate them.

-Daisy smiles, "Sounds like a plan. Do it."

-Jemma hesitates, "There's what problem...it'll affect everybody with alien DNA. It'll incapacitate the aliens but it'll hurt...and I'm not sure how it'll affect...

-Jemma doesn't need to finish her sentence

-Daisy

-"...Do it." Daisy says

-What?

-"What?" Ward repeats aloud

-Daisy ignores him, "Simmons I'll be fine. Me, Ward and May can't hold them all off much longer. Do. It."

-For a moment there's nothing

-Then aliens are falling to the ground

-And Daisy is clutching her head screaming and falls to her knees

-"DAISY!" Ward screams running to her

-She collaspes in his arms

-"SIMMONS TURN IT OFF"

-"I CAN'T! NOT ALL THE ALIENS ARE DOWN!"

-Ward watches helplessly as aliens fall all around him

-Daisy's eyes flutter close and her nose starts to bleed

-As soon as the last alien falls Ward yells for Simmons to turn off the speaker

-"C'mon Daisy...time to wake up"

-Daisy mutters something with her eyes still closed

-Ward leans in closer to hear

- "Marry me." She whispers

- What?

- "What?"

-Daisy's eyes open and she gives Ward a small smile "Was waiting...for right time...Will you marry me Grant Douglas Ward?

-Ward looks around at the carnage around them

-"This is your perfect time?"

-"...Good as time as any. Is that a no?...Or will you marry me?"

-Ward pulls her closer

- "Yes."

-Looks like Ward didn't have to make the perfect proposal in the end afterall

-"Awwww." Voices on the comms go

- "FITZSIMMONS!!!"

[blamethestardust]

1989 (Taylor’s Version) is out tonight, aka the soundtrack of many a SkyeWard AU and various RP shenanigans that took place for me during that time period, last night I fell down the rabbit hole of re-listening to Halsey’s Badlands album (also the soundtrack to those times) and I’m like, damn my Spotify REALLY was pushing nostalgia but also trying to tell me to get back to doing ~*writing things*~ so…here’s hopin’, soon.

[kyliafanfiction]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Skye | Daisy Johnson/Grant Ward, Team Bus - Relationship, Grant Ward & Kara Lynn Palamas, Grant Ward & Agents of SHIELD Team Characters: Skye | Daisy Johnson, Victoria Hand, Grant Ward, Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Kara Lynn Palamas, Leo Fitz, John Garrett, Antoine Triplett, Jemma Simmons Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Timelines, The Choices We Make Define Us, But So Do The Choices Others Make, More A Oneshot Collection Than A Directly Narrative Story, Though They're All In The Same Universe Series: Part 2 of Both Sides Of The Looking Glass Summary:

In one universe, Agent Garrett breaks Grant Ward out of prison, and creates a hyper-dedicated soldier for his own ends. In another, Agent Hand has Grant Ward released legally, and creates a loyal, capable S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent.

In one universe, an idealistic hacker who names herself Skye tricks her way onto a plane, looking for information on her parents. In another, a cynical young woman named Skye tricks her way onto a plane, looking for information to save the life of her mentor, the one who saved her. John.

In one universe, Melinda May kills a child to save the life of others, and her life falls apart under the guilt. In another, Melinda May manages to capture the child alive, and ends up being the supervising officer to one Kara Lynn Palamas.

On the far side of the looking glass, watch the stories of people you know - living lives you don't - play out.

A new installment in the Far Side of The Looking Glass - it examines that first, critical moment where Skye and Ward connect as people, in episode 2, when Skye approaches him and ‘buys him a drink’ after they take off with the 0-8-4 in Peru. 

But this time, Skye is a Hydra loyalist trying to worm her way into the team, and determined to get under Grant Ward’s guard, get him to trust her. And this Ward is nowhere near as closed off, not lying about everything, to everyone.

FFN Link