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Daisy Johnson and Grant Ward in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Season 4 Episode 17 “Identity and Change


Not pictured: Marcus LaPorte

Everyone I was lucky to see at RTX. I see a lot of people who are worried about never meeting anyone from RT or afraid of missing the signings they want. Really, all you have to do is keep a look out, be friendly and courteous, and don’t be afraid to approach someone you want to meet. If they’re out on the floor, chances are they’ll have no problem with you asking for a photo or an autograph. You don’t always have to go searching for a certain person too. I think Jeremy was the only one I really tried to track down. Everyone else was just running because they were there, including Risinger and Andy, who I picked up a signing for when they got added.

You shouldn’t go to RTX for the specific reason of meeting specific RT people, but I know its important to a lot of attendees, so if you really want to, you will. Don’t limit yourself, just be open, and talk to the attendees around you. Making friends and making groups is a lot more fun and keeps your mind off “but what if I don’t see anything or do anything?” and makes it easier to just do. 💜


(Prompt submitted by @1derfulspacekid)

You knew Ward wasn’t a morning person despite the fact he got up at the crack of dawn to head down to the office. So it was no surprise that he would sleep in past noon on the weekends, leaving you with the perfect opportunity this Saturday morning.

Slipping the spare key Ward had given you into the lock, you opened the front door and quietly crept through his Manhattan loft after you had removed your shoes. You gently pulled out pots and pans, gathered ingredients, and turned on the stove, careful to not make any noise as you moved through the impressive though rarely-used kitchen.

Ward had difficulty sleeping, but when he did, he slept like the dead, so you weren’t too concerned with waking him. But as the scent of banana-and-chocolate-chip pancakes wafted through the loft, you knew it was only a matter of time before your ruse was discovered.

Sure enough, you heard shuffling steps behind you in the hallway, and you turned with spatula in hand to see a very ruffled Ward Meachum, his normally slicked-back hair loose and unruly.

He stood in the entryway to the kitchen, staring at you with a dumbfounded expression on his unshaven face.

“Morning,” you greeted cheerily, picking up a fresh, steaming mug of coffee and carrying it over to him.

He continued to stare.

“You made breakfast?” he asked, voice rough from the effects of sleep. It was extremely endearing, and one of the many reasons you wanted to catch him by surprise first thing after he woke up.

“Uh-huh,” you responded, leaning upward so you could kiss him on the cheek. “Here. Coffee.”

Ward took the mug from your hands, still staring at you like he’d never seen you before. It made you laugh.

“What?” you asked, smiling up at him.

“I’m just… this was unexpected,” he replied while blinking, as if not quite sure you were really there. “You didn’t… have to do this.”

“I know,” you responded with a wide grin. “I wanted to do something nice for you. Plus, you’ve got some killer cutlery I wanted to play around with.”

“You have some batter on you,” Ward said after a moment, the expression on his face unreadable.

“Do I?” you asked, looking down at the chef’s apron you had donned. “Where? I don’t see-”

Without warning, he wrapped his arms around your middle and buried his face into the curve of your neck, kissing the spot between your neck and shoulder hard enough to make you squeal.

“Ward!” you laughed, squirming and trying to twist away as his stubble tickled your skin, but his merciless lips continued to suck and lick the sensitive spot.

“Mmm, not sure I got it, hold on,” he murmured against your neck, making your knees weak.

Okay, so maybe this was the real reason why you wanted to surprise him with breakfast. He was always unusually affectionate right after he woke up in the morning.

“Ward Meachum, unless you want your apartment to be burned down by banana pancakes, you’ll unhand me immediately,” you sternly stated. Or as sternly as possible with Ward latched to your neck in such a distracting way.

With one last kiss you just knew would leave a mark, Ward pulled away, giving you an appraising look that made you want to forget all about breakfast.

“How about we compromise?” he asked, looking thoughtfully toward the stove.

“In what way?” you eyed him, growing suspicious from the glint of humor in his eyes, a look that normally meant trouble.

He placed a hand at the small of your back and led you further into the kitchen. Somehow you’d managed to keep ahold of the spatula during the kiss-attack.

“In this way,” Ward murmured in your ear as he stopped in front of the stove, his chest pressed against your back as he held your hips in his hands. “Nothing burns down, and I get to keep doing this.”

The spatula nearly did fly out of your hand this time as he leaned down and nibbled on your ear.

“Just so long as you don’t mind if your pancakes resemble something that came out of a laboratory accident,” you responded once you caught your breath, belatedly remembering to flip the pancakes (which, thankfully, hadn’t burned).

“They could look like the big green guy’s face and I would still love them,” he responded, granting you mercy by removing his lips from your ear, his arms fully around your middle now as he rested his chin on top of your head.

You smiled as you leaned back into his touch. Sometimes, height differences had its advantage. As did sneaking into your boyfriend’s house on a Saturday morning for pancakes and coffee.

Absolutely And Completely

So I’ve just been having major Dad!Harry feels lately and came up with this little fluff piece.

Literally nobody asked for this

Warnings: Sickeningly cute Dad!Harry fluff

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anonymous asked:

Rn I'm living on kind of a toxic house for idk how much longer (trying to move out asap) but a lot of things make me anxious/angry/feel all kinds of negative emotions. Could this affect my magic? If so, what can I do to fix that? I can't go anywhere else to do magic and I have to be discreet, my parents are hardcore Christians. I don't want to stop doing witchcraft tho, I really enjoy it even if it doesn't work, it kinda helps me feel better.

It can if you think it will. I assume that’s already a worry in your mind, since you’re asking this question. It’s like how we say doubting your spells can actually help them fail - this is sort of in that vein of thought. If you think it matters, that it will have an impact on your impact, then it can.

A lot of people talk about not needing to be in a calm / positive state when it comes to your spellwork - it really comes down to your frame of mind. Some spells require those emotions to fuel them - mostly curses, but certain spells call for you bring up those things to bind or banish them as well.

So, at that point it’s a matter of letting yourself believe and know that it will not affect your magic, and trying to keep the doubt from your mind. And I know it’s easier said than done, but as long as you keep trying, keep pushing those thoughts, eventually one day it will just be that way (the whole “fake it ‘till you make it” mantra, right?). 

You can still research magic and call yourself a witch, even if you’re taking a break between castings. I mean, it’s been, like, months since I did a “proper” spell, with candles and crystals and herbs and stuff like that. But here I am, still a witch, just focusing on expanding my knowledge at this time. That can be an option if you are willing to wait until you leave the house to do magic, so the negativity won’t impact it. And it makes me feel better too, I feel you.

Otherwise, you have a couple of other options as well.

You can [cast a ward] (tw: gif) around your bedroom - think of it like a layer of thick and potent energy coating your walls, as close to them as possible - so as not to allow any other negativity from the rest of your house in. Here are some more options for warding techniques:

Alternatively, here is this post: [Transmuting Energy: An Alternative to Shielding] (tw: gif as blog header).

From there, [cleanse often] to keep any negativity out of your space, and from you. A discreet cleansing is open up a window and direct the airflow to come in, sweep up any negativity, and bring it back out again. The “light visualization” is also a wonderful way to cleanse a space with no tools. You can also [decontaminate people before they enter your space], an amazing idea brought forward by @stsathyre​.

Self cleansing is also great to help with any negativity you may have picked up in the meantime - you still have to interact with the rest of the house right? Shampoos and body washes can be enchanted simply to help you cleanse as well as clean in your shower. My favorite method of self cleansing is standing out in the rain as it falls - and it’s getting to be better weather (at least where I am), the ideal time for this! 

Discreet practicing comes down to a lot of [energy work], in my opinion - you don’t need any tools, really, just your own body and an understanding of working with energy. I do spells with my intent and tapping debit machines to make them load faster. I also draw down rain by willing it, and some subtle hand gestures. 

Here are some more resources on discreet magic:

* not my choice of title

So. That was a bit of stuff, lol. I hope it can help you or give you some more ideas. Best of luck, anon! :D

Okay look I don’t want to be overdramatic... but.

Phil 100% means that she is everything to him. He has lost everything and everyone important in his life that he placed value in, and she is the only person who stuck with him throughout it. 

Early on, he lost his parents. We don’t know much about it but they aren’t around anymore like Melinda’s mother is. He would have separated himself from childhood friends and family when he joined the academy, to minimize everyone’s loss. Saying goodbye to his best friend from his childhood and teenage years would have broken his heart, but he would rather that than leaving without saying goodbye. He’s kind like that.  

Imagine Phil saying goodbye to the other set of parents who raised him. His best friends parents, telling them not to worry about him. They cook him one last meal for dinner because they always thought he was too skinny, and they tell him he’s always welcome. They watched this boy lose his mother and his father, but he’s finally found his true calling and they’re proud. 

When he died he lost Audrey, every agent he’d trained, the friends he’d made in the academy (minus a few with high clearance), The Avengers… the list goes on. Most people he’d known, he could never speak to again and it wasn’t his fault.

Then Hydra becomes an issue and he loses more friends than he can count. Fury leaves him. Garrett betrays him. The young man he saw some of himself in betrays the new family he’s made. Everything weighs on him because he has to be in charge now. He only ever wanted to be an agent. 

Flash forward and Jemma gets taken. Fitz is losing his mind trying to save her and Coulson can’t do much to help. He’s too busy. He finally loses Fitzsimmons as they mature into adults who barely need him. He feels like he betrayed Ward. The boy who needed the most help. If only he’d gotten to him sooner.   

Skye is gone and Daisy appears. Daisy leaves him again, she decides she can’t lean on him for support and he’ll never know why. 

They’re not trying to hurt him, but every time one of them is in danger, every time one of them needs a break, it kills him. Why can’t he have one constant in his life? He’s lost so much, given up so much for this. 

And then he looks over and sees Melinda. He can always rely on her to be there. She didn’t give up on him after he died, and she’s been his best friend since he left college. If he doesn’t have her with him, then all he’s left with are memories of people he once knew. He’d have no one to lean on. No one to share with. No one to care for. They need each other. She is his whole life because that’s all that’s left for him. Everyone else moved on without him. 


Leo Fitz and Grant Ward. Two men who couldn’t be more different but who, at the same time, are perfect mirrors for each other. Through the Framework, we are seeing the powerful impact the people around you can have on your life. 

In the real world, Fitz’s father is a bad man who abandoned him and Fitz actually became a better man without him. Conversely, in the Framework, Fitz’s father is a bad man and Fitz becomes one as well because of his father’s negative influence.

In the real world, Fitz loves Jemma and her love and support helps him solve problems, that love brings out the best in him. Conversely, in the Framework, Fitz is in a relationship with Madame Hydra, who proclaims her love for him like he is an object, like he is something she owns, and her influence over him causes him to kill an innocent woman just to prove that he is not the man Radcliffe thought he was.

In the real world, Ward’s parents are bad people, but Garrett is arguably worse, and Ward becomes a double agent who obeys even the most heinous of orders because of Garrett’s influence.  Conversely, in the Framework, Ward’s parents are still bad people, but this time, he meets Victoria Hand and still becomes a double agent but for the good side where he fights injustice because of Hand’s positive influence.

In the real world, Ward has feelings for Skye but he is told over and over again that it’s a weakness, that it’s something to be ashamed of, and so he ultimately loses her because he doesn’t understand how to love someone in a healthy way. Conversely, in the Framework, Ward is in a long-term relationship with Skye, whose love for him makes him believe that he can be a good man, and as a result, that is exactly what he becomes, even volunteering to sacrifice himself so that Daisy can escape the Framework. 

This is so important. This shows us that there is no such thing as an absolute good or absolute evil. It is our actions that dictate which one we are, but it’s the people in our lives who influence those actions. We learn from each other. We change and grow because of the people in our lives. Good people make us better and bad people drag us down. 

Sometimes that’s all it takes to make a hero in one world and a villain in another.