𝖣𝖤𝖠𝖳𝖧 𝖥𝖮𝖫𝖫𝖮𝖶𝖲

𝖣𝖤𝖠𝖳𝖧 𝖥𝖮𝖫𝖫𝖮𝖶𝖲

[incorrect-multiverse]

Daisy: What can therapy do for me that screaming in my van for 30 minutes can’t?

[earthshakcr]

reminder that i love you all!!

xoxo

[johnsonandcoulson]

Um, so, it took some doing, uh, but this phone was set to bounce through a dozen foreign relays. We only have one shot, and even then, just a few minutes. But you can call them, without Hale tracing us.

[jackiietaylor]

[earthshakcr]

...

[poonyo]

No, man, this can’t be because Jason’s gone, Tahani’s off doing her thing, and I’m not ready to go, so if you leave, then I’m alone here.

[earthshakcr]

disco  →  earthshakcr#3430

[earthshakcr]

daisy edits 3/∞

[johnsonandcoulson]

for one reason or another…

[chastainjessica]

I know where to go with this: it’s too perfect. You’re literally glowing.

BOOKSMART dir. Olivia Wilde

[e-heaux]

You know, Agent Coulson, it’s dangerous to keep sending her in like that, all alone. When she means so much to you.

[kit-harington]

[earthshakcr]

aos drinking game: drink any time coulson talks about or makes reference to when he died

[earthshakcr]

lips are pressed into a grimace as she works,  needle held gingerly. ‘  i don’t know why you couldn’t find someone else to do this.  ’  

ballerinalegs  »  sc.

[earthshakcr]

     ‘  yo,  DC  --  ’  oh,  awkward.  she’d barged into coulson’s office only to find that he wasn’t there,  but someone else was.  ‘  you definitely aren’t coulson.  ’

emeraldoath  »  sc.

[earthshakcr]

she weaves her way through the crowd,  screams and sounds of panic filling her ears.  this was supposed to be daisy’s weekend off,  two days for herself,  forty-eight hours that she could relax.  universe,  however,  seems determined not to let her rest.  her feet carry her further and further into the mass of people before she breaks through.  smoke fills her lungs,  the air thick and hot.  through the sounds of breaking glass and metal grinding against metal she hears it:  a whimper.

dark eyes scan the area,  landing on a small girl,  crouched with her hands pressed against her ears.  the inhuman moves quickly,  crouching beside the girl.  ‘  hey  --  ’  she can only get the one word out before there is another deafening blast.  flames lick through the air and she doesn’t think,  wrapping an arm around the child,  her body a shield as her other arm stretches out,  pulse radiating from her fingertips.

webslings  »  sc.

[earthshakcr]

starter call! lengths may vary!