#melinda may imagine

[jamiedc-they-them]

Rise Together (Platonic)

Requested Summary: Melinda May has always been the protector. Now though, she isn’t the only one, but instincts die hard.

It was meant to be a normal mission. Get people out and deal with the Watchdogs. You’d found a bomb, and managed to get everyone else out before it went off. While everyone get out, they realised they were missing one person.

You.

It takes a moment for them to realise; mainly because they’re accounting for everyone else - the civilians - before they realise. It’s Daisy who mentions. The others soon realise where you most likely are as well. They all look at the building. One that may be your tomb.

May runs as fast as she can back to the site, she’s meant to protect you. And she’s failed.

They know they can’t did through the massive parts of the building. But there are small things they can move.

So, they get to work.

They’re desperate with their moments. They’re just clawing away at what they can, calling out to you as well. They just hope their throats don’t give up on them as they keep calling out for you. So far, nothing has come back.

Then, for once, they get lucky. They find a hand, and a whole lot of blood.

“Oh god,” May says, betraying her concern. The others all swarm, helping her move the rubble away. They can’t even describe your state.

May puts pressure on your wound, or well, one of them. This one is deep, something impaled you at some point and went through cleanly.

Jemma is barking orders, but May’s not hearing it. The voices are faded. All she can focus on is you. You’re not breathing. You look dead. May looks at her hands, pretty much caked in blood, get covered over by two more. Looking over, she sees Daisy, who gives May a shaky smile.

Her senses start to come back to her, even with her heart pounding.

“They’ll be ok,” Daisy promises, “they’ll be ok.”

May then realises her hands are off the wound, she goes to move them back, but Daisy squeezes May’s hands and keeps eye contact with the woman, “hey. May, hey,” she says, “we’ve got them now. Y/N will be ok. We’ll make sure of it, alright? We’ve got them.”

Daisy has done her job of distraction, as you’re out of the rubble and being loaded onto a stretcher. It makes May’s stomach churn.

Slowly, the two stand up. May watches you go. Daisy looks as well, biting her lip in anxiety.

It’s May who squeezes Daisy’s hands this time.

They’ve done all they can. They got you out. Jemma and her team just have to make sure you live.

It’s not just her looking out for you anymore. You both have gained a family who will do all they can for you.

She takes a breath, and hopes.

#agents of shield fanfic #agents of shield imagine #agents of shield x reader #melinda may imagine #melinda may x reader #platonic reader #platonic!reader

[thebisexualdogdad]

Daisy’s brother dating WFA Jason and he and the team run into him ln mission and may tackles Jay.

“Mom stop!”

“You know this dumbass?”

“Yeah… that’s my dumbass bf.”

"The court of owls has been around for centuries, they were founded by the wealthiest of Gotham who use trained assassins called talons to get whatever they want, usually with political motives to let the rich get richer," you explain to the team.

"Y/N if they're a secret society how do you know so much about them?" Daisy questions as the plane lands in Gotham.

"I have some friends that have been trying to take them down for years," you tell her.

"Is one of those so-called friends your secret boyfriend?" Daisy teases with her voice low.

"Keep it down, May doesn't know about Jason yet," you whisper, nudging her with your elbow.

"Alright kids, let get this mission rolling," Coulson says, interrupting your conversation with your sister.

The team enters the abandoned warehouse the court were rumored to be operating out of when you hear a commotion coming from somewhere in the building.

"Be careful everyone, the talons are brainwashed to kill anyone who gets in their way," you state.

Before you guys can find the source of the noise a guy in a red mask comes running in your direction.

May decks him and tackles him to the ground.

"Mom stop!" You yell recognizing him immediately.

May looks up at you as the masked man struggles underneath her, "you know this dumbass?"

"Yeah, that's my dumbass boyfriend Jason," you sigh.

Jason removes his mask and May gets off of him.

"So you're the secret boyfriend," May says.

"Wait, you knew I was seeing someone?" You say in shock.

"I'm your mother of course I know," she replies matter of factly.

Daisy smiles and waves at him, "Hi I'm Daisy, I'm sure Y/N has told you all about me."

Jason gets back to his feet and puts his mask on, "it's a pleasure to finally meet you guys but the small talk will have to wait for later, Dick and Tim are fighting the Talon."

"Which Talon exactly?" You ask not sure if you wanted to know the answer.

"Felix Harmon aka the Gotham butcher."

Of all the talons it had to be the one who was a sadistic serial killer even before the courts influence didn't it.

"That's what I was afraid of. May, if anyone is gonna be able to beat this guy it's you," you state.

"Game on," she grins, cracking her knuckles.

"I like her already," Jason tells you.

#wayne family adventures imagine #agents of shield imagine #jason todd imagine #jason todd x reader #daisy johnson imagine #daisy johnson x reader #melinda may imagine #melinda may x reader #x gender neutral reader #fic

[forcecaptainnoceda]

Married Couples Don’t Blush

Summary: reader and May go on an… interesting mission

TW: 18+, smut, grinding ( may receiving), oral (reader receiving), fingering (reader receiving)

MINORS SHOO SHOO

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I don’t know how I got into this mess. This is only the second mission I have been assigned too, but somehow this seemed to be something not even a trained professional would want to do, let alone a third year shield academy student. At first I was so glad to be paired up with Melinda cause she is my best friend, but about five minutes ago, when I realized what we would have to do, I wished to be paired with anybody but her. But we were taught to always commit to the mission. So all I can do now is accept it. Obviously Millie can tell that I am super anxious cause she leans over whispers in my ear saying, “Hey, I can tell your nervous. Don’t be worried. Think about this, instead of being paired up with me, someone who you are comfortable with, you could be paired up with someone you barley know, like Coulson.” I giggle a little bit, but that isn’t the reason why I am dreading this mission. That aspect of it makes me uncomfortable, but I am worried about that fact that all of today I have been noticing how beautiful Melinda is. How kind she is. How absolutely amazing she is. So as we near the room, I am not nervous about the sex part I am nervous about falling in love with my best friend.

When we are about to enter our room I whisper to Mel, “how are we gonna do this?” She responds with, “follow my lead.” So I did just that. Mel entered the room and took off her heals stating what a long day it had been. I agreed and did the same thing. She came over and kissed my neck. My face felt like it was on fire. When May noticed this she giggled and kissed my nose. I could tell that my whole body was now some shade of pink. Millie started taking off her dress and wiping away her makeup. I had to take a second to center myself and remember that we are supposed to be married. Married couples don’t blush when their partner kisses them. When Melinda came out of the bathroom she had a mischievous glint in her eye. I finally acknowledge the fact that this is actually happening. “You know I love that suit, but it would just look so good on my floor.” Mel pins me against a wall and attacks my neck. Not expecting what just happened I let out a moan. She takes that as a sign of encouragement pulling her kisses up from my neck to my parted mouth. Millie uses said parted mouth to take control of the kiss. I cannot believe that I am about to do this with my best friend. As though sensing this thought Melinda went up to my ear and whispered, “Is this alright with you? I want to make sure your not uncomfortable.” I shake my head eagerly trying to play it off like I am just a good actress. Now Mel takes full control. “Now why don’t you strip for me princess…” I do so with speed, obviously Millie does the same because next time I look back I can see her stunning figure. “You get more beautiful every time I look at you.” I turned the tables making Mel blush this time. “The flattering works. Bed. Now.” I practically skip over to the bed. When I look back Melinda is sauntering over, which makes me turn into a tomato (a/n Amity tomato 😂). She gets on top of me and starts trailing kisses all the way down my body. When she finally reaches my legs she takes as long as possible to get where I need her. She gives me hickies on my inner thigh to commemorate the occasion. She grazes her tung over my clit then pulled away stating, “Me first.” I whine a little then comply. I prepare my face, but then she sits on my thigh. Apparently with a fan of grinding. So Mel starts moving trying to create as much friction as she can. I help by moving my thighs in the opposite direction of her movement. This ended up doing something cause a moan escaped her mouth. I then put my thigh as close to her folds as I can get and put my hands on her shoulders pushing her down. At this point I can tell she is incredibly close cause she is practically screaming. I never knew she could be this loud. When she finally cums I guide her off my leg gently and lay her next to me after tons of kisses it is finally my turn. She gives one final kiss to the jaw and makes her way down. She started assaulting my clit. She adds extra stimulation by plunging three of her fingers in and out of me. I can’t help but moan. Mel decides to use her free and message my boob. With all this happening at once I only last an incredibly short amount of time. I can already feel the knot building in the center of my stomach. When I am finished Millie helps me ride through the orgasm and tells me I did amazing for her. I bring her up to cuddle and whisper asking if she is okay, she responded yes in a very whimsical tone. When Me and mel are cuddling a very intrusive thought invades my mind. This thought is saying, “I love her. That’s it. I love her.” I cannot let myself admit that because I would never have a chance. She’s my best friend after all…

#they are gay #lesbians #wlw #melinda may #melinda may x reader #melinda may imagine #melinda may imagines #reader x melinda may #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.

[fortheboyzzz]

Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. x Lab Rats Crossover Headcanons

(Adam, Bree and Chase are in their 20′s for this)

Davenport is under investigation by S.H.I.E.L.D. due to them finding out about the bionics.

Meanwhile Adam, Bree and Chase are in S.H.I.E.L.D.’s custody.

Chase is standoffish at first.

Adam thinks they’re meeting the Avengers.

Bree is just glad she’s not the only girl anymore.

Davenport gets arrested because he’s definitely broken some law.

The three of them end up joining the team.

Chase instantly clicks with Fitzsimmons.

And they love that they have someone who shares the same love for science and gadgets as them.

Simmons making sandwiches for both Fitz and Adam.

Adam actually taking interest in Fitz gadgets.

“Wait, I thought you said this stuff  was for nerds.” Chase said once catching Fitzsimmons showing Adam around the lab.

“Yeah, but  unlike you they’re actually cool.”

Bree and Skye being bestfriends.

Adam and Skye being a comedic duo.

Chase and Adam constantly having the Thor vs Hulk debate.

May absolutely handing Adam’s ass to him during training.

Adam for sure having a thing for Lady Sif.

Then somehow finding himself involved with both Hunter and Bobbi.

“Are you sure this is good idea?” May asked Coulson when they found out.

“I’ll have check in with HR on this one.”

Spike accidently  being triggered and May having to fight him.

Bree convincing Skye, Simmons, Bobbi and May to have a girls night out.

Adam, Mack and Trip being bros.

Chase always asking Coulson to upload the S.H.I.E.L.D. database to his bionics.

“And risk someone hacking into your bionics and stealing that data? Never happening”

“Please, Davenport encrypted my bionics. No one can hack--”

“Skye.”

“Already in” Skye says as she begins to play around with his bionics.

Adam, Bree and Chase kicking ass during missions

.And them offering to use their bionics on a mission when Fitz  really just wants to use his gadgets.

“Are you sure? It’s really not a problem. seriously--”

“Just let me use my gadgets!”

May and Coulson basically having three more kids.

Leo breaking into S.H.I.E.L.D. to try to save Adam, Bree and Chase because he thinks they’ve been kidnapped.

Then ends up joining the team as mission specialist.

#headcanons #agents of shield #lab rats #skye imagine #daisy johnson imagine #leo fitz imagine #jemma simmons imagine #melinda may imagine #lance hunter imagine #bobbi morse imagine #adam davenport imagine #chase davenport imagine #bree davenport imagine

[cosmicqvake]

Every so often I remember that Coulson, Mack and Daisy weren’t alive in the timeline where the world was destroyed, and that the rest of the team had to go through losing them.

Above all, I keep imagining May mourning both Coulson and Daisy (with May seeing Daisy in Robin every time she looks at her) and that truly is hitting me the hardest. I am not okay at all. Good night.

#imagine the heartache may was going through #the rest of the team too of course but especially may #yet she had to put on a brave face as always #if not for herself then for robin #does anyone know of any fics of this? I feel like crying #agents of shield #marvel’s agents of shield #melinda may #phil coulson #daisy johnson #maydaisy #philindaisy #mama may

[captainsophiestark]

Super Spy

Daisy Johnson x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2022! Requested by Anon :)

Fandom: Marvel

Prompt: “I know what this looks like”

Summary: Y/N is a SHIELD specialist on Coulson's team, and they started dating Skye not long after she joined the team. Now, after Ward's been particularly irritating with his preaching and posturing, they've decided to work together and sneak into Ward's bunk on the Bus to prank him.

Word Count: 1,326

Category: Fluff

Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.

"No, Skye, you have to- wait stop."

Skye dropped down from where she was trying to use a bit of decorative trim to give me an exasperated look. The exasperation was mostly coming from our lack of success in our current struggle, and less so from the fact that I'd pointed it out.

Recently, Ward had been getting on both our nerves a little lately with his general uptightness and reinforcement of the stereotype of a SHIELD specialist. So Skye, my girlfriend, and I were in the process of hopping over and though the gap between the wall and door of Grant's bunk and the ceiling so we could shortsheet his bed like a bunch of children.

TONS of trouble so far, but it would definitely be worth it. Never let it be said that I was a specialist stereotype.

"Please," said Skye, hands on her hips as she looked at me, "if you have a better idea, let me know."

"I do, actually. Here, I'll brace myself against the wall in like a squat, and then you can use my thigh as a stepping stool to get up and over." She raised a dubious eyebrow at me, which I immediately took as an insult. "What? You don't think I'm strong enough to lift you up? I'll have you know I keep pace with Ward every single time we work out together, easily."

"Okay, no, that's not what I'm saying," she said, holding her hands up and scoffing a little. "I just think you're overestimating my ability to pull you up after me."

Now it was my turn to scoff. "Oh, babe. I can get over on my own just fine."

Skye raised a questioning eyebrow at me again, and this time I raised one back before pointing to myself.

"Super spy? Remember?"

She snorted and sighed, but walked over to me anyway.

"Alright fine, super spy. Help me up and then show me what you've got."

I grinned and shot her a wink as I moved to brace myself against the wall. Skye tried to hide it and play it cool like usual, but I could tell I'd managed to get her a little flustered. Still, she shook it off and stepped up once I was in place.

"I don't want to hurt you..."

"Skye. C'mon. We don't have all day to set up this prank if we also want to get away with it." I patted my thigh and she took a deep breath, then nodded to herself. Without further hesitation, she used my leg as a stepping stone and pushed up, grabbing the top edge of Ward's bunk wall and beginning to pull herself over. Once most of her weight was off my leg, I stood up and put my hands together to give her an additional, higher up foothold. A second later, she disappeared over to the other side.

"Alright, let's see it SHIELD specialist!" she called back at me from the other side of the wall. I smiled to myself as I shook out my arms, quickly stretched my legs, and plotted my route.

"Stand back from the wall a little bit, babe!" I called, being careful not to be too loud lest we attract unwanted attention. I gave it a few seconds, finished stretching out my various limbs, then took a running start at the wall perpendicular to Ward's.

Once I got close enough to the wall I jumped, getting as much air as I could, then pushed off the wall near its shared corner with Ward's, propelling myself a little higher. I reached out and grabbed the top of the wall as soon as it was in reach, using the rest of my momentum to pull myself up and over.

I dropped down lightly, only needing to bend my knees a little to soften the impact. Finally, I straightened up with a smile and turned to face Skye, a triumphant glow radiating from me.

The impressed look on her face only made my pride swell more.

"Okay, I'm not gonna lie... that was pretty hot."

I laughed and smiled as I moved past her, trying not to let her see how quickly my heart beat at her words. Despite her lack of SHIELD training in reading people, however, I was pretty sure she could still tell.

"Alright, quit trying to get me off track and let's finish our prank already," I said, waving her off. She laughed even as she moved to stand next to me beside Ward's bed and we shared a smile.

I absolutely adored her, despite not having known her for a very long time, especially in the grand scheme of things. It just felt easy to be with her, and right, no matter if we were facing a maniac trying to kill us both on a field assignment or doing something dumb like breaking into Ward's bunk to shortsheet his bed.

We made quick work of rearranging Ward's sheets and then making the bed look just like it had before, so he wouldn't suspect anything. Then, with a high five and a wink from me, we headed for the door, our mission complete.

We paused just before the door and listened carefully for any sign of someone in the hallway. Thankfully, we could just open the door and go out this time without having to scale the wall. But we didn't want to have put in so much work only to get caught at the last second by someone casually walking by.

"Alright, I think we're in the clear," I finally whispered. Skye nodded, and then we took our chance and opened the door. We darted out, probably looking ridiculously suspicious as we shut it behind ourselves as quickly as possible. We glanced up and down the hallway before sighing a breath of relief upon seeing no one around us.

"Good job, partner," said Skye, leaning into me with a smile. I wrapped an arm around her waist and smiled back as I opened my mouth to respond, then nearly jumped right back over Ward's bunk wall at the sound of a voice from behind us.

"What are you two doing?"

Skye and I whirled around to find May staring at us, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.

"May, I know what this looks like-" I started, suddenly very conscious of how close Skye and I were standing together, and how flushed we were from the effort of our prank.

"It looks like the two of you are trying to pull a prank on Ward," she said, cutting me off before I could get any further. Skye and I both stared at her for a few seconds without responding, blinking in surprise at how quickly she'd called us out on exactly what we'd been doing.

"How the hell did you know that?" I asked. May huffed a small laugh, then started walking past us and towards the cockpit, where she was due to take over from Ward.

"Super spy, remember?" she said, with a pointed look at me. My jaw dropped open as Skye laughed, loud and unabashed. "You both have until I get through that cockpit door to get out of here without looking guilty."

I just stared after her, still a little stymied, but Skye had the presence of mind to grab my hand and pull me away. We headed through the living room and down towards the makeshift gym set up in the garage, smiling and laughing together as I was finally shaken out of my surprise.

Skye was my perfect partner in crime. And as long as Ward kept being annoying about training and procedures and whatever else, we would be committing many more crimes, together.

#fictober22 #marvel #agents of shield #Daisy Johnson #daisy johnson x reader #marvel fanfiction #marvel one shot #marvel imagine #agents of shield fanfiction #agents of shield imagine #agents of shield oneshot #daisy johnson imagine #daisy johnson oneshot #daisy johnson fanfiction #Skye #skye fanfiction #Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. #aos season 1 #melinda may #grant ward

[agents-of-the-jedi-order]

kanera (star wars: rebels) and philinda (agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.) are the same ship and my evidence is thus:

• may and hera are both pilots

• both pairings are the parents of the found family

• they adopt a good-hearted but rebellious young person in the first episode

• said young person has special powers

• and is parentless

• may and hera both take on more leadership after the passing of their loved one

• we nEVER HEAR COULSON OR KANAN SAY "I LOVE YOU" ONSCREEN

• ONLY MAY AND HERA

• both ships broke my heart

#apparently i have a type #and that type is the saddest ships imaginable #let me know if there are any other similarities #philinda #melinda may #phil coulson #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #agents of shield #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #kanera #star wars rebels #star wars

[elenarodriiguez]

gym cute | l.f. & m.m.

summary: apparently being at the gym at three in the morning is all fitz needs to appease jemma and bobbi's nagging about his dating life (or lack thereof).

pairing: leo fitz x melinda may

word count: 1696

read it on ao3

There’s something to be said about having best friends as concerned about his love life as Bobbi and Jemma are. That is to say, Fitz wouldn’t wish it upon his greatest rival or worst enemy. Because his status as a happily single man for the past seven or so years means absolutely nothing to them, leaving him and his friends’ boyfriend Hunter helpless to stop their attempts at meddling.

Initially it had been very subtle comments and invites to “group” hangouts which ended up being the four of them plus whomever the women wanted to set him up with, which he could just about tolerate. But then those endeavours had disappeared and in their place actual blind dates and dragging him out to parties just to leave him with strangers he had to make nice with arose. 

And seeing as he had already been vehemently against parties since his first house party in secondary school, it wasn’t exactly encouraging him to go out seeking a romantic relationship with anyone. Especially with any one of the various men and women (and one very sweet genderfluid person and their girlfriend) who had been deemed absolutely perfect for him.

It was in fact after another one of these failed dates, which had resulted in him carting the incredibly drunk ginger man who hadn’t actually introduced himself at any point along with the very equally inebriated Bobbi, Jemma and Hunter home, that had ended with him working out at the local 24 hour gym. At half past three in the morning, of all times to be awake enough to work out. Hunter really would be proud of him.

Ever since the former SAS lieutenant had discovered that he wasn’t actually a scrawny nerd incapable of lifting anything heavier than a quantum mechanics textbook, he’d been hounding Fitz to get him to join the gym and get into a proper workout routine. However, between the amount of heavy lifting he gets done on a day to day basis, and how few fucks he could give about waking up early to cram working out into his busy schedule, it was something Hunter hadn’t seen come to fruition just yet.

But right now he was too wired to even try to get some sleep, and between staring at Bobbi’s drooling face and listening to Hunter’s impossibly loud snores or exercising until he can sleep through it, the gym is his best bet altogether. He grabs a pair of joggers and an old baggy t-shirt from the depths of his chest of drawers, slipping on his trainers before locking up behind him and walking to the gym.

It’s only a mildly strange sensation for him to be walking anywhere, because if there’s one thing that America isn’t, it’s walking friendly, but there’s no way in hell he’s willing to pay for an Uber at this time of night - well the morning - on a Saturday. But seeing as there is absolutely no chance of an angry soccer mom with a mini bus big enough to fit the entire Man U squad into it hitting him with it, he wasn’t much bothered by all of the strangeness.

As he’d anticipated, getting past reception and into the locker room is effortless, the poor uni student manning the desk letting their head fall back onto the desk the moment he walks a couple dozen feet away from them. He shucks off the clothes which live at the back of his wardrobe 98% of the time and changes into the comfier ones he brought with him, shoving them into a locker and slamming the door shut.

Throwing the key up into the air and catching it with the same hand each time, he walks in, not expecting anyone else to be there. After all, who in their right mind would be here when they could be doing far better things like sleeping? And while he doesn’t notice anyone standing there with him initially, playing music out loud from his phone as he starts his workout by warming up on the treadmill, when he sees a short figure standing behind him in the mirror he doesn’t handle the situation very well at all.

Rather than reacting like any normal individual; turning down his music, stopping the treadmill so he can look directly at the person disrupting him, actually looking at and speaking to them; Fitz does what Fitz does best: flounder and make a fool of himself. As it would turn out, trying to do all three things at once and failing miraculously never ends well for anyone, especially at three in the morning when coordination is severely lacking. 

The world goes dark for a few brief moments, and when he comes to, the sounds of the Spice Girls still reverberates through the gym, the treadmill is still going despite his best efforts to turn it off, and once his eyes finally open, he sees the most beautiful woman hovering above him, her expression so far removed from impressed it’s genuinely comical. Fitz would love to say that at this moment in time he manages to save what remaining slivers of his pride that he had left, but the unintelligible groan he lets out in response does an awfully great job at shattering that into a million tiny pieces.

“Do I need to take you to the ER?” She asks, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

“Oh god, please spare me.”

The woman barks out a short but sharp laugh at his unfiltered thoughts, and while he would normally be focused on how mortifying this is, right now all that courses through Fitz’s mind is how nice that sound is. Perhaps if he hadn’t made such a terrible first impression then he might actually get a chance of hearing it again outside of his memories. A small but strong looking hand enters his field of vision and he takes her up on her silent offer for help, enjoying the sensation of the calluses on her hand against his own.

As he rights himself, running his hands through his hair to ensure he didn’t have any major head injuries, he misses the woman’s gaze drifting up and down his body, eyeing him critically and smiling to herself before reverting to her natural neutral expression. Returning his gaze to the woman in front of him, he rushes over to his phone and shuts off the music, his face flushing bright red as he fumbles over an introduction.

However, for some bizarre reason that is unbeknownst to him, she appears to be, perhaps not endeared by but at the very least amused by his neuroses, and returned the pleasantries, giving him the option of calling her Melinda or May, stating that she responds to either. For a few painfully awkward moments, he just stands there, hands still running through his hair as he nods more to himself than to Melinda, resembling a bloody bobble head as opposed to a twenty nine year old with the vast majority of his shit together.

“I’m sorry. I’m not usually like this.” He sighs, staring at the ground and silently pleading it to swallow him whole.

“There aren’t many people who are functional at this time of day, so I think I can let you off. Just this once though.” Fitz can hear the smile in Melinda’s words, and he just manages to catch a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.

He thinks it’s probably the nicest view he’s ever seen. Who knew that a sleep deprived Fitz is a soppy one? Bobbi definitely isn’t finding that fact out, ever.

“Sorry about the music. If I’d realised you were in here I would’ve put my headphones in.”

“It’s fine. You apologise an awful lot, you know that right?”

“Yeah, my therapist tells me that basically every time I see her, but I’ve been seeing her for like five years now so I don’t think it’ll be changing anytime soon. Anyway, I will leave you to your Tai Chi? Sorry, I’m not terribly well versed in any martial arts really.”

“Hmm.” Melinda says, her gaze turning all of Fitz’s body bright red. “You’ll do.”

“I’ll do what?”

“My ex-husband keeps saying that I should ‘get back out there’,” the finger quotes she makes must be the most deadpan and unenthused Fitz has ever witnessed in his life, “and you seem like you’d be a good first date. That is, if you’d like to go in with me.”

His head bobbing has shifted from bobble head to excited puppy, and his curls fall into his face more than he would like them to, but Fitz can’t seem to find any words to express his agreement at this current point in time.

“But, uh, can we wait until I’ve slept before we do anything. Wouldn’t want your ex-husband to think I’m being a bad date if I’m falling asleep.”

“No, of course not.” Melinda agrees, reaching for Fitz’s phone and putting her number into it while Fitz blinks forcefully to keep himself conscious.

“I’ll text you later, but don’t judge me if I don’t wake up until like, I don’t know, two-ish?”

“I’ll try my best. See you later Leopold James Fitz.”

“Oh bugger, did I tell you my full name? Please never use that, I’m begging you.”

“Hm. Maybe someplace else I’ll take you up on that.”

“Take me up on? Ohh! I’m down with that, but only if you are, of course.” 

As he walks backwards, still facing Melinda, whose Tai Chi routine was already back in session, he nearly falls arse over tit as he walks into one of the treadmills.

“Goodbye Fitz.” May says, not turning to look at him, the only indication she checked up on him being that her eyes had darted to his sleep deprived state in the mirror.

Jemma was going to be so pissed she missed him actually fumbling his way into having a date. But in Fitz’s book, their first meeting couldn’t have gone any better, in fact, he’s glad it was just the two of them. Well, and the poor snoozing receptionist.

#agents of shield #fitzmay #leo fitz #melinda may #agents of shield imagine #agents of shield oneshot #daisy writes

[i-believe-in-melinda-may]

When I'm writing a story that includes 'references' to things that have happened to characters in the past I like to make sure i know the exact story of those references, but with this one I think nothing i think off could do it justice so I'm going to leave it a mystery even to me.

 “It will make sense soon; Tony I need your help,” Melinda admits.

“You got it,” Tony promises. “But this isn’t going to involve dye, a crop dusting plane, and entering prohibited airspace is it? because once was enough,” Tony admits, referring to something that happened the summer before Melinda turned thirteen when he was ten.  

#Melinda May #Tony Stark #i just like imagining the kind of trouble they would get into when young #sue me

[nonokoko13]

SPOILERS SXF CHAPTER 93 ❗❗❗

So, chapter 93. Starting with Anya scores...

THAT'S MY GIRL!!!! CONGRATULATIONS BABY!!! 🎉🎊🥳

(Let's take a moment to appreciate what a good and supportive friend Becky is too 💖)

As I expected Anya passed classical language (with a huge improvement!) but in the large, tedious walk on Hell that is school not everyone can get exceptional grades in every subject unless you're a Desmond apparently and Anya, as many people who preceded her and will come after her, failed math.

I have seen many people make theories about how certain older student who we shall discuss next could be her tutor. However, my theory is that she will receive help from Bill in the future

It makes more sense: both already know each other, Anya has more chances of Bill accepting or suggesting to help her than the-one-I-shall-name-later and overall Bill seems more communicative and better at socialising and explaining himself. Let's not forget he received a stella in math after all. So for me Bill seems like the most plausible option (maybe we will get jealous Damian with this friendship?)

Back at the Forgers residence the Authens pay a visit to congratulate Anya as well. When I read Sigmund's sentence about how rewarding is to have a payment for your hard work my mind automatically thought "But sometimes no matter how hard you try you don't get a reward. Sometimes the result is just not worth the effort" (I think many people has a canon event that reveals them that, specially when you're in highschool, middle school or college)

And right after thinking that he agreed with me lol. My mind really anticipates things before finishing a panel

Speaking of hard work and grades, I'm taking this chance to give my opinion: a system based on giving stars to those who have the highest grades while those who fail face the possibility of being expelled is awful. Not getting a star and comparing yourself to your peers already make horrors to your self esteem, imagine a child getting expelled for repeatedly fail a exam that may not be adapted to their needs (or getting many tonitrus for things your teachers disapprove of you but you didn't know it was wrong or for something about yourself you cannot control. For example a kid with ADHD unintentionally interrupting someone, disconnecting in the middle of a conversation or making noise with their leg when they stay still for too long. No need to go as far as talking about neurodivergent kids, look at that chapter where Anya got a tonitrus for not having a handkerchief. Who the fuck is punished for that when you're an adult anyway)

Enough of that, back to the chapter. Let's talk about what hyped me the most: Demetrius finally appearing on screen!

We already had crumbs of him before. Given Damian inferiority complex when comparing himself to him when he had talked about school and Twilight noticing his exams barely had any mistakes back in the chapter where Daybreak was welcomed to this world, him being a exceptional student when it comes to academics isn't surprising in the least.

Many say he's ugly and exactly like his father but I disagree. Donovan looks like a goddamn Frankenstein if Frankenstein was ugly, Demetrius take after his dead eyes look but he's pretty like Melinda. Not conventionally pretty like Damian or Melinda but kinda pretty. Like a zombie with sleep deprivation but in an endearing way. It's not his fault he's built like a Tim Burton or Don't Starve Together character... anyway I'm sure his appearance can grow up on you, hopefully (;´ ▾ `)

About the theories regarding this panel

It may be true something's going on, maybe he was really experimented on... But I can't stop thinking he was in that very moment "No thoughts, head empty" mode

I mean, he looks like a walking corpse in dire need of a proper nap, can you blame him if his thoughts are mainly focused on studies when Donovan probably spent time with him only for the sake of producing a good grades, not independent thinking machine as his heir? "He watch him study all the time."

I don't think it was necessary for a tragic incident to change Donovan and made him distant from his family. I suspect he has always been like that, perhaps even before having Demetrius, so it was less a traumatic big event and more the exhausting everyday life Demetrius has been having as far as he remembers of being supervised by his father in order to be the best at school and everything that turned him into the probably burnt out teenager he is.

Same with Melinda, being married to somebody you might not have even loved when you first got together, a man who doesn't try to understand others or seem capable of caring for anyone, a man who is not precisely publicly known for his kindness (remember Millie and Yor's boss when Donovan was brought up?)... Being married to that kind of person for years and then having kids with that person and have to keep being related to them for at least until your kids graduate sound like a miserable life indeed

The Desmond have a common theme going around that is understanding the world around them, or rather the lack of it. I can say for sure that Demetrius feeling overwhelmed simply with a bunch of kids and thinking he can't understand people have its roots in Donovan

• For Donovan is his narrow minded belief that nobody can't understand — therefore neither trust — each other because people is different; and as long as that phrase of "two people can't think the same" lives to the reality it finds itself in reaching a common ground is impossible.

• Donovan influenced Demetrius. Perhaps Demetrius doesn't share his father belief and that's not why he can't understand others, maybe it is because he was possibly deprived of a normal childhood where he could socialise with others of his age without his father expectations onto him.

Many academic gifted children reach a part of their lives where their habit is to think inside the box of "Good grades is all I'm good at or all I should care about; good grades = doing fine; it's all about what you can prove to those who expect something from you, not what you can prove to yourself to make you feel satisfied and happy".

When people who raised you condition you to act, live and think the way they wanted you to do is difficult to break and separate yourself from that. Plus he's going through the middle school phase, from personal experience that makes you x10 times angsty and complicated to understand yourself, much less everyone else.

• With Damian it is less discussed and pointed out because he's been able to have a relatively normal —if anything very neglected — childhood up to this point. He has friends, he acts like a kid of his age, his life doesn't revolve around his grades all the time... But that's the bare minimum of what a good childhood should be like.

It may be because of his age, but he doesn't see the bigger picture of his family. He can't see what is wrong with them (yet) because in his eyes nothing is wrong. Sure, he feels lonely and works hard for his dad to notice him, but that happens in many families right? He's not even in denial, he doesn't phantom the idea that what his family is, how they behave towards each other or towards him, isn't normal.

Don't make me start with how his future plans is following Donovan's footsteps in politics because he's trying that hard to approach him. He works hard at school because in his mind being like Demetrius or how he believes Donovan wants him to be would bring them closer, receive an understanding relationship from his dad when we know there might not be genuine affection between them from Donovan's side to start with.

He's teaching himself that love is conditioned by your "worth" or by whether you get to the expectations your loved ones have. That reminds me of what Sigmund told Anya because it sounds like a foretelling of Damian's life: [...] And one day you'll experience the frustration of realizing that hard work is not always rewarded. He doesn't many things and his age may explain it but it doesn't justify, if he continues thinking like that he'll have his hopes crushed and may turn out like Demetrius.

• As for Melinda, is difficult to talk about the point she stands in the understanding theme. Unlike her family she does seem able to understand people, perhaps because she wasn't raised like her kids have been. She's aware that her husband party made a lot of damage to their country, she seems aware and attentive to what surrounds her.

I don't think she cannot be understanding or perceptive, I think it's the other way around: the people she's surrounded by cannot understand her. Neither Yor, Anya, Damian, surely Demetrius and Donovan neither, her "friends" of the association she's in... Not even us can't understand the reason why she's so conflictive about Damian yet.

In just one appearance Donovan made his belief clear, thus giving us an idea of what type of feelings he has towards Damian. We can get so much of his character as a person with one chapter, but Melinda has appeared more than him and her true self is unknown. Donovan is reserved in a physical way, he isolates himself by not going outside and socialising, but he's not against the idea of explaining a stranger his stance in life. Melinda surrounds herself of people and listens to them but she keeps to herself.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to see more of Demetrius and the Desmonds. Hope we get more screen time of them, unless Endo has decided to drop such episode only to give us a one-shot chapter next and not elaborate further before introducing a complete different arc 💦

Although with what we have I'm already bought and entertained enough. Our favorite family is great but hooray for secondary characters being given depth and spotlight in this manga 🥳

See you next chapter reaction! If I made another one after other 25 full moons. I'm probably forgetting to talk about something...Oh well

#spy x family #sxf #manga spoilers #sxf chapter 93 #sxf spoilers #spy x family spoilers #chapter analysis #anya forger #bill watkins #donovan desmond #demetrius desmond #damian desmond #melinda desmond #becky blackbell #emile elman #ewen egeburg #GOD YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS EMO KID TO ARRIVE #my speculation of his looks was completely wrong and I'm glad it was. He looks prettier with not having a ikemen face #maybe it's just me and my liking for unconventional faces or faces different from the normal face an artist give to their ocs tho #idk. he looks neat to me #reminds me of owls and lemurs ✨ #Maybe that's not the compliment I think it is given I also like George face because he gives me Frankenstein vibes #(not the same as Donovan's Frankenstein vibes btw) #♡ — shut up noko #Dementrius does sound like he would listen to MCR if there was MCR equivalent in sxf world. Look what parent issues and 0 naps do to a mf #Donovan let your family have a life without physical or spiritual presence or the consequences of it leaving a mark on them challenge #(impossible) #sigmund authen #almost forgot to tag Einstein looking grandpa #demetrius probably have 0 friends too. poor guy

[daisybeewrites]

Agents of Shield as ✨DnD Archetypes✨

~Daisy~

Daisy! my baby love girl boss queen… is a sorcerer! She’s smart, she’s fun, she has magic powers from ancient dna in her blood! She’s deeply connected to the natural environment, and is friends with the smallest atoms. She’s cool and everyone knows it.

~Jemma~

Look at her. Look. At. Her. She is smol, she is lovely, she will fuck you up if needed! My girl is a wizard. Her strength may be a solid 10, but she’s got a +10 to all intelligence rolls. She has three PhDs in beating her enemy’s ass. Just imagine her in sparkly robes. Or cool jeans and a jean jacket. Jemma definitely cosplayed as Adaine at some point.

~Fitz~

Our resident nerd is an artificer. Obviously. I feel that I don’t even need to explain this but just in case… he’s a magic engineer. He likes tinkering. Has definitely accidently blown up multiple labs playing with magical items. Duh.

~Melinda~

ROGUE. Melinda May is a rogue. You think you can hear her coming? No. She has sneak attack. She has a 20 stealth and proficiency. My bae sees all. She is Mom, and we all know that nothing gets past Mama May.

~Phil~

This may be a hot take. But. Coulson is a bard! His first instinct is to use charisma before drawing weapons. He may not have many fans (in universe), but you have to admit that people tend to love him. He loves music, he loves jokes, and most of the time he’s more focused on helping out his team than playing the hero. He would be such a good bard!!

~Bobbi~

My lovely Bobbi. Bobbi Morse is a fighter. In every sense of the word. She’s strong outwardly and emotionally; she’s loyal, almost to a fault. She has strong ethos and sticks to her guns. Bobbi watches everyone’s back always, because she loves them. She is the very best fighter there is.

~Hunter~

I wrestled with calling him the clown and calling it a day, however…! I have made the executive decision that Hunter is a ranger. He is great at keeping his distance (derogatory) but c’mon, you can’t stay mad at him. He lays low and moves quickly. I also think it’s funny how caring he is and charismatic he tries to be and literally his strongest trait is dodging all the quips and pillows that are thrown at him. Dex baby! Hunter is (fittingly) a ranger!

~Daniel~

Daniel… my sweet Daniel. Mr. Sousa here is, I firmly believe, also a ranger. Idk. I’m between ranger or paladin, because I feel like yeah sure he’s the boy scout survival guy but at the same time I think he’s the stable, healer type. He has strong morals (square lol) and I feel like that translate well into both ranger and paladin :)

Should I make a part II? ☺️

#daisy johnson #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #agents of shield #jemma simmons #melinda may #phil coulson #bobbi morse #lance hunter #dousy #daniel sousa #dnd #d20 #dungeons and dragons #dnd au

[jamiedc-they-them]

Cycle Of Life (Platonic)

I’ve been made sad (in a way that was intended. One of the best episodes of TV I’ve ever seen) by the newest episode of Succession on the date I write this (10th April 2023) so I’m using the form that show did and this requested prompt to try work my way through it. Hope you enjoy :)))

May had been monitoring the whole time. She’d trained you for this. Daisy said she’d go instead, but she still wasn’t fully rested from her own mission. So, she wished you luck with a hug and kiss on the head. The rest were either busy or had given you their own form of ‘good luck’ for the job. Seemed easy enough. Only catch was, limited contact. So May waited, and waited, and waited.

She was getting old, she’d admit that now. She had a surprise for you, too. With May knowing that Daisy was going to surprise you with a form making you a full Johnson. You were a sibling to her. You were a sibling (and kid to Coulson and May), but your closest bond was with Daisy. It was going to be a whole thing.

Then the comms went off, and May didn’t think she’d ever been so fast to answer them than this moment, right now.

“Y/N?” She asked into the microphone.

“May…” your voice said, relieved, but she picked up on the strained part to it. Something was wrong.

“Are you ok?” She would ask this to any agent, but her motherly concerns with her team got the better of you. Something was wrong, and she didn’t know what it was.

“Mission’s complete,” that was good, “but I won’t be coming home.”

No.

“What do you mean, agent Y/L/N?” The formalities were a barrier. A shield. It didn’t get by you, however.

“I think you know, May.”

“Where are you hurt?”

“Feels like everywhere. But…” you drifted off for a moment.

“Y/N?” She left the formality behind, the wall crumbling. Her voice even got a bit louder. She was thankful no one else was in this small room that she had booked out to keep an eye on your months long mission.

“Lung. At least…would explain why my breathing is…think it was that,” you were already fading. It was your lung. It was your fucking lung that had got you.

“Y/N. Can you send your location? We’ll come get you.”

“I think you know….this isn’t how it works, May…up to lose each other,” she knew the words you were referencing. She had said them to Daisy when Trip had died to save you both.

“You’ll make it home,” Melinda May was always a stubborn woman.

There was silence on your end for a bit, then a cough. She took it as a laugh.

“Can you make sure….I get back ok? If there’s….anything left?”

“We’ll get you home,” she said, though it was more of a resigned tone this time. You got good at reading them, even though the world was fading on your end. She could hear that more and more as you spoke.

“Thank…” then it went silent.

She shut her eyes. She once convinced herself that feeling was bad. But, with this small team of people trying to do good in a bad world, she grew attached. Daisy sat with her in the cockpit, Fitzsimmons had their own (albeit slightly annoying to her, but paradoxically also endearing) ways of getting to her heart. She fucked Ward, and Coulson was Coulson. You though, maybe it was being the youngest that did it; maybe it was her instincts that she denied that were there and that died with the girl in Bahrain coming back to life once again. Maybe it was those factors and so many more she couldn’t list that drew her to you. Daisy had empathy for you, connected with you like a sister; Jemma had her kindness; Fitz his patience and normality; Coulson his fatherly love, that drew you all into a family. You were there sibling too the younger lot, and child to the older ones.

Now that family had lost one more.

May had hit the button on her radio. A morse code signal. God she missed the woman that code was ironically accidentally named after. They all gathered. Some just having woken up, others alert.

“May, what’s wrong?” Coulson asked, dramatically paused on the stairs as everyone else stood below, May’s back to him as she faced the rest of the team. As if he were some got that could change the fate that had been handed to them.

She couldn’t face her friend, she knew he had an idea. Her cold stance of hands being together and tense posture only himself and you would be able to detect gave the answer to the alive one on what had happened.

“Y/N reported in,” she said, tone even, but cold, “we now need to do a retrieval mission.”

“You mean ‘rescue,’ right?” Daisy corrected. She hoped it was a correction. The lack of an acknowledgment made her ask again, “you mean a ‘rescue’ op, right, May?” No response again, “right?” Still nothing, “May, come on, this isn’t funny.”

The woman who tried to hide her emotion blinked, then gulped. They all saw that. They all saw her leg shake slightly. They all saw how she blinked again, this time her eyes even more glassy than before.

There was a stony silence amongst the crew. Coulson even came down the stairs and stood side by side with May, his own face stony, but he put a hand on her shoulder.

“They completed their mission,” Coulson announced, as if that were any good news.

“Coulson,” Daisy looked heartbroken. They all did, “Coulson, please,” she gulped herself, she couldn’t finish her words.

Coulson’s cold gaze softened. Another friend gone. Another sibling and child to bury. Another agent down. Another name on a wall that just kept growing.

“Who wants to come?”

Four hands went up immediately.

The Quinjet wasn’t the bus, but it was home. Or a smaller version. Like an RV type thing. Daisy had pitched that name. Fitz had rolled his eyes, but he also went with it because Daisy called the Night Night Gun the Night Night Gun. Jemma thought the name quaint. She always had a name with words.

Here though, where there were none.

She wasn’t a full on doctor, but she always made sure you lived. She always made sure you stayed on this side of the abyss. You once called her ‘Elizabeth Comstock’ and she actually got the bio shock reference. Hell, once she even cut her hair to look a bit like your specific comfort character to try make the needles and pain with being patched up more bearable. She didn’t think she fitted the look, but it made you happy.

You would never smile again.

Fitz would never have someone to talk to about monkeys. He’d never have his friend to just talk shop about shows, games, normal things. Mack was a very good friend, but he wasn’t you. No one was you. With your insights, opinions, passion for things.

Daisy always thought you were adorable. With your passionate speeches on dumb fictional things; or the care you had for them all, but sometimes had it turn into anger and then apologise; there were so many things about you to love, but also flaws you always acknowledge that they supported your growth from whoever they could. All she wanted was a family, and she found that through SHIELD. Now another part of that was gone.

First a brother, a twin. Trip. Now a sibling, a younger one. You.

It wasn’t fair. Ward still drew breath, while you wouldn’t.

Coulson secretly wanted kids. He planned to with Audrey, then he died and so did that dream. Now he found it with you guys; now that dream dimmed a bit more. Risks were always within your line of work; he always knew it could go this way, but he always hated when it did.

A loss was a loss. But a young one like you? Irreplaceable.

May was numb as she flew. She didn’t look back, she didn’t sob like some of the rest. She just flew the fucking thing. Part of her wanted to send it into nose dive and just be with you if the afterlife existed. But she knew you’d just be angry at her for that. You’d want her to keep living.

So she would.

You’d be a flame.

A spark that never died.

Something shifted within SHIELD team 616 that day.

HYDRA would never know what hit them.

#agents of shield x reader #agents of shield imagine #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d imagine #melinda may x reader #melinda may imagine #platonic #platonic!reader #platonic reader

[thebisexualdogdad]

So fic where Daisy’s brother that was taken in by May. It’s been a few weeks into being on the bus and he gets hurt on mission. And May never leaves his side as he recovers. And she fusses over him like she used to.

You should have known what you were getting yourself into when you agreed to join Coulson's team alongside May, your mom.

She was always protective over you but you had hoped she would treat you less like her son and more like a fellow agent.

But that all went out the window when you got shot on a mission.

You woke up in pain, your side all bandaged over a sewn up bullet hole.

"Damn what happened," you groan trying to sit up but May puts her hand on your shoulder to lay you back down.

"Y/N take it easy, you were shot," she explains.

"Mom I'm okay," you say but you notice a look of surprise on May's face, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing it's just… that's the first time you've called me mom since we got on the bus three months ago," she says.

"Well in my defense it'd be a little embarrassing to call a superior agent mom in front of the whole team," you joke.

"I understand that," she smiles.

Skye comes into the med bay and is so relieved to see you awake, "oh thank God you're okay, we were so worried about you."

"I'm all good," you assure her.

May looks between you and Skye like she's hiding something but you're in too much pain to question it though it's not the first time you've picked up on odd behavior from her.

"I'm gonna go tell everyone you're awake, Jemma will probably want to take a look at your wound and run some tests," Skye says.

"Can you ask her to save the doctor stuff for later, I just want to rest right now," you tell her.

"Will do, May you want to go get caught up on the next mission?" Skye asks, "we just landed in Spain."

"You guys don't need me, I'm going to stay on board and take care of Y/N," May informs her.

"Mom," you sigh.

"You've been shot Y/N I'm not going anywhere," she says sternly.

"Huh, it's kind of weird hearing you call her mom," Skye chuckles before leaving the med bay.

You do some more arguing while May helps you back to your bunk to rest but of course you didn't win that battle.

The next few days the team is dealing with a lead on the clairvoyant in Madrid meanwhile May has not left your side.

If there was enough space in your bunk for her she'd be in it with you but instead sets up a cot outside your door to be there for whatever you need, even if it's for something as easy as getting yourself a soda.

Day four in Spain and it's just you and May on the bus, your door opens and she hands you a grilled cheese cut into triangles.

"Just like when I was a kid," you laugh.

"You remember how you used to refuse to eat any sort of sandwich unless I cut it into triangles?" She chuckles, "and I also had to cut off the crusts until you were twelve."

"Yeah I guess I didn't make it easy on you being a single mom," you smile, "sorry about that."

"I wouldn't trade any of it for the world," she says, kissing the top of your head.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Well it's just… I noticed you… tend to act weird around Skye… I know Coulson found out her parents were in Shield… did you know them?"

May gulps, she was not ready to have this conversation.

How was she supposed to tell you that yes she knew of Skye's parents oh and that also she was not your birth mother.

How was she supposed to tell you that you were in fact Skye's biological brother.

"You should have tomato soup to go with that grilled cheese, you want tomato soup?" She asks, trying to change the subject.

"Mom," you say.

"Not today Y/N okay, one day I'll tell you just not today."

You'd get the truth out of her soon enough but today would not be that day, today she was just your over-doting mother.

#agents of shield imagine #melinda may imagine #melinda may x reader #x male reader #fic

[forcecaptainnoceda]

Lorelei

Summary: Reader has some news for the team

I don’t think there is any tw, but please correct me if I’m wrong

Pairing: team x reader

w/ melinda May x reader

A fun imagine

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“I have something to tell everybody…” This is the most scared I have ever been. What would they think? What friendships would this ruin? “I’m…Asgardian.” Everyone’s face accept for Melinda and Phil’s shows pure shock. I can tell they didn’t see this coming. “How?” Jemma was the one who broke the silence. “I don’t mean to be rude, but you just didn’t show any signs of being and extra terrestrial being.” This was actually a fairly easy question. “I am only half Asgardian, so there is that. My mom is a god and my dad is a human. I never gained the accent, but I do have powers. These powers consist of bone manipulation and teleportation.” Jemma looked thoroughly shocked at this response. Skye was the next one to chime in, “Why are you telling us now?” This was a more complicated one. “With all the Asgardian things that are happening to us recently I figured someone was either going to tell you for me or I could just tell you.” Everyone seemed to be pleased with this answer.

As the day went on everyone asked me more questions, specifically Jemma and Fitz. They were curious on my powers, how they worked, alien technology, things of that sort. Ward seemed to get very salty towards me, but honestly what ever, I never liked him anyway. Apparently Melinda always found it hot that I am Asguardian and now she could be honest about that. My favorite question of the day was from Skye. This was, “Do you know Loki?” I loved this so much because I do. Loki is one of my dearest childhood friends. He was actually at my wedding. I was begging him to stop during the battle of new york. But before I answered the question I looked at Coulson to make sure it was alright with him for me to tell everyone about that. He gave me the okay, so I did. Apparently I told everyone at the right time because two days after Lorelei had come to earth.

#melinda may #melinda may x reader #melinda may imagine #melinda may imagines #reader x melinda may #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.

[symp4nat]

𝕞 𝕒 𝕤 𝕥 𝕖 𝕣 𝕝 𝕚 𝕤 𝕥

Started: 01.07.24

Last Updated: 02.10.24

Total Works: 26

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Imagines/Oneshots

Clarisse La Rue

Deep Questions?

Training

ChatGPT wrote me a fic.

"Even Aphrodite envies you."

Bad Day

"More beautiful than..."

Crayons

Luscious Curls

"I'm not yours!"

No Pictures

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano

Annabeth Chase

Woodlands

Piper McLean

Smut

Clarisse La Rue

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano

A little extra help

Annabeth Chase

Piper McLean

Series

Clarisse La Rue

Unexpected Love (1.1)

Gentleman (1.2)

Nails (2.1)

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano

Sleepy sleepy Praetor

Annabeth Chase

Piper McLean

Other

Clarisse La Rue

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano

Annabeth Chase

Piper McLean

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Imagines/Oneshots

Natasha Romanoff

Kate Bishop

Kamala Khan

Yelena Belova

Daisy Johnson

Melinda May

Crush

Smut

Natasha Romanoff

Kate Bishop

Kamala Khan

Yelena Belova

Daisy Johnson

Melinda May

Series

Natasha Romanoff

Kate Bishop

Kamala Khan

Yelena Belova

Daisy Johnson

Melinda May

Other

Natasha Romanoff

Kate Bishop

Kamala Khan

Yelena Belova

Daisy Johnson

Melinda May

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Imagines/Oneshots

Taylor Swift

"Don't... I swear.."

Hailee Steinfeld

Scarlett Johansson

Dior Goodjohn

Jealous Baby

Post Workout Nap

Selena Gomez

Joshua Bassett

Olivia Rodrigo

Dylan Conrique

Chandler Kinney

Zendaya

Smut

Taylor Swift

Hailee Steinfeld

Scarlett Johansson

Selena Gomez

Joshua Bassett

Olivia Rodrigo

Dylan Conrique

Chandler Kinney

Zendaya

Series

Taylor Swift

Hailee Steinfeld

Scarlett Johansson

Dior Goodjohn

Selena Gomez

Joshua Bassett

Olivia Rodrigo

Dylan Conrique

Chandler Kinney

Zendaya

Other

Taylor Swift

Hailee Steinfeld

Scarlett Johansson

Dior Goodjohn

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Completely random thought, but May would totally be the type of person to say she dislikes cats- and pets in general- but you know if someone brought one home, she’d be the first to have it on her lap constantly, defend it with her life and treat it better than she’d treat any human ever.

Also, adding onto that, just imagine May and Coulson adopting a cat or dog.

Coulson would totally be the type of pet-dad to dress it up in cute costumes and stuff too- plus Daisy and the rest of the team would fuel that by buying it many of said costumes and staging photoshoots, etc. While May would just be like, “stop tormenting the poor thing” and opt to ‘save’ it from them every time.

Daisy would also claim that said pet is the “favourite child”, and start a low key sibling-like rivalry with it (but love it at the very same time), I just know it.

In conclusion, the team should’ve had a family pet idc, Fitz was right (maybe not a monkey, but y’know)

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