Okay, so, I don’t normally post my own things, I usually just reblog other people’s wonderful and, frankly, amazing stuff, but I need to get this out.

I’ve been reading lots on how Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s ratings are bad, and to be honest, the second and third seasons were not the best. But the show needs to be renewed because here’s the thing: girls need heroes too. Not just Captain America or Iron Man - they need female heroes. They need to know that heroes don’t always have powers. Melinda May never needed powers to become a legend, she honed those skills herself. She became a hero because she chose to be one, and Grant Ward was not a hero, despite the many chances given to him, because he chose to not be one. Daisy, or Skye, was a hero before she even got her powers because despite her past with the Rising Tide and an abusive childhood, she chose to do some good. 

Girls need to know that being weak and breaking down is alright because it is a human thing and not a silly, girlish weakness. They need to know that silence can mean strength and dresses don’t stop you from fighting. They need to know that being a scientist, a person who loves learning, does not equate to having square glasses and dull clothes and no friends. They need to know that there are different kinds of strength and bravery and love. They need to know that you can have accents on your tongue and colour on your skin but it doesn’t matter because you are more than what men label you. They need to know that they don’t need a man to complete or define them, that they are extraordinary by themselves. They need to know that despite everything, despite the impossible, they can succeed because the only person you need to believe in you is yourself. They need strong women to look up to so they can learn to become them.

I’m fifteen years old. Asian. A second-year university student in a developing country. It means everything to me to have an Asian female character to be able to look up to and to have so many other well-rounded female characters. When I feel like I’m too small, too young to be in university, and people call me a nerd, I think of Jemma Simmons and her two phDs in fields Coulson can’t pronounce and I smile at them. When I walk through dark alleys filled with shady men on my way home and my mom tells me to be careful, I think of Melinda May and her fearlessness and I become a little braver. When people tell me that I can’t possibly be smart enough to pass a class, that everything I say is only a bravado, I remember Peggy Carter and tell them I know my own value. I pass by them in three weeks with a certificate full of A’s. When I feel like I can’t possibly go on I think about Bobbi Morse unwilling to apologize for what she believed was right and if she can be that strong, I can at least be half as strong. I think about being different and Daisy Johnson will remind be that being different can mean making a difference, and as long as I’m showing people that a tiny, little Asian woman can kick their asses in class, then I’m making a difference because I’m showing them that we can, that I belong here as much as they do. And that is what Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. shows too. Or at least, the part I love most about it. The strength, the diversity, the equality, of women. And that is why, when people ask me what S.H.I.E.L.D. is about, I say, “protection.” Because S.H.I.E.L.D. protects me from the darkness of life, it gives me a place to fall back on, a place to remind me that I am strong enough to go through each day, and when I do go through each day, it is those ladies who poke my shoulders and nudge my chin up, giving me the confidence to look at life in the eye and tell it that I am more than whatever it throws at me.

Since I can’t do much to affect the ratings from where I live, I suppose I’ll just let my fondness and my attachments to these character out and hope that abc realizes how fundamentally important it is to have a show which gives girls the strong women and the representation they need to look up to, and that despite past mistakes, season 4 (especially 4x15) has been incredible.

Ming-Na Wen : I just texted you Tuesday, dude?!!! How?!!! I am in shock over the news that Bill Paxton passed away. A man with such heart and dynamic energy. He was THAT guy who always lit up the room and turned it into a party! 🎉🎉🎉His smile, his booming voice, his laughter and boyish charm….😪😪😪We at #agentsofshield had the greatest pleasure of working with him. I cannot believe he’s gone. 😪😪😪My heart goes out to your family and loved ones. 🙏🙏🙏🙏RIP, BUDDY!! You will be greatly missed. ❤❤❤

Ming-Na Wen : Can’t believe he’s gone. RIP, Bill Paxton.😪😪😪My heart and prayers go out to his family & loved ones. 🙏🙏I’m gonna miss you, buddy! 💔
Philinda Fanfic: In Control, Chapter 1

RATING: Explicit as in lots of detailed sexual practices between two consenting adults.

SPOILER: ALL the backstory we saw on the show up until Melinda met Andrew. - Because this is set before she met him. ;)

SUMMARY: After Melinda expresses an interest into the BDSM scene, Phil offers to scratch that itch for her. So they meet at a hotel to explore her fantasies …

NOTES: Let’s not kid ourselves here, this will be a smut-feast with lots of mutual pining as they both explore a Dom/sub relationship. We all know they love each other, we all know how “just scratch an itch” has to end for them! But before that end, there will be so. much. sex. So very much of it!
I’m very thrilled to bring you this story and I hope you’ll enjoy it!

WARNING: This story features consent. Any and all sexual acts in this story will be obviously consensual, by which I mean that our beloved OTP will make very sure they’re both always comfortable with what they are doing to each other, because rape culture sucks and we all deserve porn that doesn’t romanticizes or excuses rape.

THANKS to @crazymaryt for listening to all my ramblings! You’re absolutely amazing and the very best cheerleader and fanfic-confidant anyone could ever wish for!


Chapter 1:
In which they set the ground rules.

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What if
- May was the Shield agent who found the little girl in the Hunan province of China (Skye). She and high-school teacher Coulson adopted her.
- Skye met Ward because of her mother (Shield agent May) and she never went through terrigenesis.
- without Coulson Hydra replaced Shield
- Jaying and the inhumans are a constant threat and that’s why Coulson hates inhumans and May is a high ranked member of Hydra to defeat them.

Anyway, I had an idea for an AU that I started here but I’ll never finish now. I’ll just write out the gist of it  and anyone is free to adopt it if they want.

Basically, Philinda are just a pair of extras- Melinda wants to get into the movie business someday, and Phil is just doing it to prove to his friends that he does have a life.

Anyway, eventually they are extras for a low-budget superhero TV show and show up in the background of most episodes at least once- some times Phil is one of the non-descript henchman, sometimes it’s Melinda, but they are just background characters who aren’t even named. There’s a lot of chemistry going between them offscreen, and sometimes it shows when they are in a scene together. Eventually fans notice, and it becomes a bit of a game to spot them in the show, and people are making up wild backstories about these two no-name characters. Some serious detective work happens and their names are found out and the ship name Philinda becomes a thing. Phil and Melinda, naturally, are oblivious and are baffled when #WheresPhilinda starts trending on Twitter every week

And I can’t even remember where I was going with this, but I’m starting to drift away from this fandom but I’m in love with this idea too much to just keep it to myself

AIDA be like:

“Hey guys, welcome to my AU fic of Agents of SHIELD. Just letting you guys know, there’ll be lots of Skyeward and Mackelena family feels, Phil as a teacher, and May as a HYDRA agent. Also, I’m hella anti-Fitzsimmons. Jemma’s dead in my fic because I hate that bitch. Also, just FYI, I’m shipping myself with Fitz. I know this is hella self-inserting but it’s gonna be awesome! Make sure to leave a kudos and a review and let me know if you want me to continue this fic.” 🙂🙂🙂


Did she lose anyone in there? Herself. May used to be different. She was always quiet, she was just… she was warm. Fearless in a different way. Getting in trouble, pulling pranks, thought rules were meant to be broken. Sound familiar? But when she walked out of that building, it was like that part of her was gone. I tried to comfort her, but she wouldn’t tell me what went down in there.


aos appreciation week ★ day 2: who run the world? girls!

female friendship is a sacred, beautiful, wonderful, supportive thing, and to be able to portray that, it just raises the stakes somehow if you really care for each other and you’d do anything to save them. - elizabeth henstridge


agents of shield + smiles
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