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pretty (10000 words) by aishiteruyo Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou Characters: Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Hinata Shouyou, Hinata Natsu, Haiba Lev, Yaku Morisuke, Fukunaga Shouhei, Yamamoto Taketora Additional Tags: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Self-Doubt, Self-Esteem Issues, Body Image, reassurance, Kuroo Tetsurou is a Good Friend, Protective Kuroo Tetsurou, canon-typical lev slander, Getting Together, Confessions, 5+1 Things, Quite Copious Amounts of Gay: View Discretion is Advised

Summary:

5+1 times Kuroo calls Kenma pretty.

Jealousy

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Rating: General

Words: 300

Summary:

May understood that Skye wasn’t her daughter. Kind of.

Series: sunglasses, leather jackets, and laptops

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May wasn’t the type to get jealous. She really wasn’t. She was the type to know her worth and her place and her standing in things. She didn’t get jealous.

But.

She’d taken care of Skye for almost seven years now. That’s got to count for something, right? Not that anything was transactional, but May had earned the right to call herself Skye’s mother. Right? Skye asked for it. She’d made that dinner, had that talk, asked that question. She wanted to call May ‘Mom’. May had said yes. She had been apprehensive, but she’d said yes.

So she was allowed to be jealous. Which she wasn’t. May wasn’t jealous that Jiaying could just waltz back into Skye’s life and just be her mother. She wasn’t jealous that Skye could just call her ‘Mom’, just like that. May knew that what Skye and Jiaying had was blood, understood that her and Skye’s bond never stood a chance against what the girl had been searching for her entire life.

She wasn’t jealous.

Except, she kind of was.

This is something more important than yourself, May reminded herself. This isn’t some petty grudge you have against some old rival. This is Skye. She deserves the best you can give. If Jiaying is what she wants, you’re going to let her go peacefully, dammit. Don’t make things harder than they already are.

May calmed herself down. This was worth the fuss, but she couldn’t be difficult. She had to be the bigger person and be good and be diplomatic, if not for anything or anyone then for Skye.

So, she said, “I hope your mother is everything you wanted her to be.”

So, she gave Skye a hug, hoping to convey everything that she couldn’t put to words.

So, she let Skye go.

Omigoodness hello!! I just found out you have a tumblr and I was so happy to see some AoS stuff posted here! I definitely didn’t binge through all of them when I still have an assignment due in 52 minutes… haha… not at all…

Something did pique my interest tho!! You mentioned Cal having an ‘angry conversation with Phil and May over how they handled Skye/Daisy’s situation’? I’m super curious what you meant by that! So could I please ask for maybe just a few more crumbs? 🥹🥹

Hope you have a great day! x

Hi Anon! Always lovely to hear from one of y’all. I’m glad to hear that you liked my stuff!

• when Skye/Daisy runs away from SHIELD after Lincoln’s death (yes, I was still gonna kill him), she constantly seeks refuge in Cal’s vet place, to the point where he becomes a trusted confidant. Eventually, he remeets Coulson and May, and has a sort of angry conversation for how they handled Skye/Daisy’s situation.

So! I actually really like the post-TAHITI protocol Cal and post-s3 Daisy dynamic that I made for them. Here’s a few things to start so y’all have all the context you need:

- Cal’s post-op name is Dr. John Winslow (DVM)

- Daisy first showed up after getting in a fight with the Watchdogs, she’s badly beaten up, she doesn’t know where to go, and the first place she thinks of is the clinic.

- She ends up passed out in the alleyway behind the building, and Dr. Winslow finds her and helps her clean up and patches her wounds.

- Daisy doesn’t confide in him at first because she’s afraid that too much info will override the procedure, but over time, she lets go.

- Dr. Winslow feeds her, cleans and patches her up as needed, and is generally very understanding. He’s basically Cal if nothing bad ever happened to him, and Daisy wonders if this is what it would’ve been like to grow up as his daughter.

- For a short period of time, she even lives with him in his apartment above the clinic. Dr. Winslow says it’s to keep her out of trouble, but it was actually because Daisy was slowly slipping into a depressive episode, and he wanted to keep an eye on her.

- Daisy learns to cook from him. Coulson tried to teach her, but it never stays. Dr. Winslow teaches her very simple things, starting with how to make rice and a simple broth to tide her over until her next meal (> this makes Coulson a teensy bit jealous. Just a teeny bit.)

- She reveals her powers to him after a few hours of knowing him. There’s no way of explaining her injuries without it, and something in her just trusts him. She was afraid of how he might react, but Dr. Winslow just nodded and offered her a drink.

- Daisy talks about her parents (Coulson and May) a lot, once even venting to Dr. Winslow about them when she was delirious from a fever. This is when he gets a bad impression of them, but he still respects that if she loves them as parents, he’ll be nice to them.

Basically, Daisy healing from her biological daddy issues. Because yes. Girl needs that. The ficlet will come later, probably. We’ll see.

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Hello!

I want to ask- did Daisy/Sky ever wonder why May didn’t fight for her to stay after she met Jiaying?

Hi Anon! Pleasure to have you as always!

They had a conversation between Mother’s Day and The Next Big Thing about this, actually. Basically, they’d only formally adopt Skye after she met her parents, if she ever did or want to after the fact. They’d agreed that if Skye had the opportunity to be with them, if she wanted her bio parents, Coulson and May would let her go as long as it was safe.

Now, logistic wise, that was all fine and dandy, but if you meant why May didn’t fight for her to stay, as in, outwardly disagreeing with it, Skye knew May very well by then. She knew that May wouldn’t break the promise that they made to each other back before all of this began. May wouldn’t do that to her.

Still, Skye was just a tiny bit disappointed. Just a little.

They made that promise to each other though. They don’t break those promises.

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Haikyuu boy headcanons: “how they unbox a box” edition ft life

Noya: tries to rip it open in one go. Like he will grab the sides and literally pull

Suga— knife. All the time. Where did he get that knife? Does he carry it around? Did he steal it? Nobody knows.

Daichi— lawful neutral, his house keys. Duh.

Tendou— the nearest sharp object, like a folded piece of paper or, as he said “Ushijima’s jawline”.

Fukunaga: puts it in water, waits for it to become soggy? Then he rips it open.

Oikawa— makes Iwachan open it for him

Iwaizumi— rips the tape off with pure unmatched physical strength.

Yamagata— b i t e

Hello, different anon to… both of the earlier ones lol.

Delighted to see you back with Maydaisy Universe crumbs!

I do have a small question, though: Why and when does Skye start going by Daisy? (And bonus question: how does May feel about it?)

I love the universe you’ve created so much and I have a good many scenes that I’d like to ask what your versions would be like, but I’ll hold myself back for now 😅 (Oh but please don’t feel pressured to write anything, I just wanted to express my appreciation 😊.)

Thank you in advance if you decide to answer this, and I hope you have a lovely day! xx

Hi, different Anon! Happy to hear from you!

Before we start, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who sent me asks because this is the most productive I've been in weeks, and please, please, please, send me more of these! Send as many as you want, and I'll try my best to fulfill all of them. I love seeing these in my inbox every day. Feel free to send me a text or comment on any of these as well, since I'm starved of interaction. I don't plan on posting any of these onto ao3, so little ficlets are all you'll get from me for now.

Onto the main event!

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(2x22: SOS pt. 2)

(In the bunks.)

May hovered nervously at the door. Skye had said that she wanted to talk about something. It had been years since the last time they had this sort of talk, but May still knew the ritual. She'd let Skye know that she was outside her door with some sort of snack (Phil made them hot chocolate this time) and wait until the door opened so she could go in and they could start. Talking.

The door swung open, and May went in, walking around the bed to the side that faced the wall. Skye was sitting with her back against the side of the bed, accepting the mug of hot chocolate that was offered to her.

May settled down next to her, shoulder to shoulder. They both stared aimlessly at the wall in front of them.

"I'm fine," Skye began, and they both knew that was a lie. "I'm not... feeling weird or panicky or anything. I just sent Ward and Kara off with Cal for their trip to LA. Cal's... he's very excited to see his clinic."

Her mother hummed softly. "And you? Are you..." She sighed. "How did your talk go with him? Before the procedure."

Skye fidgeted with her hands. It was a nervous habit, one that she had learned to suppress on most occasions. "It was fine," she replied. "He told me about my past. Uh..." She quirked up the corner of her mouth, sparing a glance at the agent next to her. "Apparently, I liked applesauce over bananas and my grandparents are dead."

May huffed a laugh.

"He told me my name, too." Skye's hands fiddled with themselves. Nervous habit. "My full name. Apparently, they never gave me one in Chinese because we were going to move back to the States."

"What is it?" May asked after a moment. "Your real name."

"Daisy Louise Johnson," Skye said, her smile twisting around the words. "Not sure where the Louise part comes from. Maybe a grandma or a great-aunt."

May nodded. She took a sip of her hot chocolate. "Are you going to keep it?" she asked. "Change it back?"

Skye shrugged lightly. "I'm not sure. I wanted to, uh..." She shifted closer to May. "Ask you first."

"It'll take some getting used to," was the first thing out of May's mouth. "Phil will have the hardest time out of all of us. But I think you can do it. It's your decision."

Skye drained her mug, placing it on her bedside table before she spoke again. "I think..." She hesitated. "I think I might want to. But I want to change some things as well. Because-" Skye swallowed nervously- "Well, I wanted it to mean something."

Avoiding May's eyes, she passed her mother a notepad with three words scribbled on it hastily over and over again, like Skye was practicing her signature.

May traced her fingertip over the clearest three, eyes curious and processing what had been presented to her.

'Daisy May Johnson'.

Oh.

Oh, I see.

May glanced at her daughter, who’d taken to staring at the floor and picking at her hands absent-mindedly. “I think it suits you,” she said quietly.

Skye was quick to look up at her, a small smile blooming on her face. “You really think so?”

May pulled the girl closer, breathing it in. They had a long few months. This… this felt like the natural conclusion and a new doorway for them to step through. “Yeah, I do,” she said. “You want to tell Phil, or should I?”

Skye chuckled. “I think I’ll tell him, but can you be there?” She buried her head in May’s shoulder. “He’s gonna be all weird about it until you say it’s not weird.”

“Of course.” May leaned her head on Skye’s. “Thank you.”

Skye hummed. “For what?”

“Keeping me with you.” May squeezed Skye’s hand. “Me and Phil, we wanted to talk to you about what we talked about after you found your parents, but it might not be the right time.”

Her daughter smiled softly. “I don’t think it is,” she said. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. You’re…” May held Skye tighter. Well, she’d have to stop calling her ‘Skye’ in her head soon. She’ll make the switch once it’s official. “I’m glad to have you as you are.”

Skye tapped her hand twice, the one she was holding.

I love you.

May let herself relax for a moment, and let the silence blanket them like she used to tuck Skye in.

It’ll be a change, but for her daughter, it was worth it.

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If you had this far planned , may I request what you had for May shooting Daisy when she was infected by Hive ?

I honestly forgot that happened.