chairdood​:

 he looks up at the man, literally, and stares at him wordlessly. not just because the man was beautiful ( ned appreciates people ) but because he was just surprised that the other would take him up on it. even while drunk, he knew that people were free to refuse him or turn him away. an appreciation for the other forming and ned was sure he’ll follow this man wherever. he figures that’s just a leader’s aura reaching him. that, and he was drunk. once the other finished talking, he just nods and it took him a few seconds to even form a response. “you mean like, cheeseburgers?”

daniel’s fondness for the kid was growing by the minute, pocketed his packet of cigarettes and gave a shrug. “ sure we can do cheeseburgers, or ya know, whatever we find inside and then cheeseburgers another day. ” sousa patted the boy’s shoulder before leading him back toward the party. “ my names daniel sousa, you can just call me daniel, what’s your name kid? ” he figured a gender neutral greeting was best in these situations, it took him awhile to grasp what life was like now, but once he understood it respect was the forefront of his mind in any conversations. “ also since i promised to get you home in one piece, where ya from? ” 

dsyjohnsns​:

         she  thrives  .   there  was  a  long  time  ago  when  daisy  thought  she’d  never  be  able  to  have  a  leadership  position  ,   that  she  would  always  have  her  shield  family  ,   that  she  would  have  someone  to  fall  back  on  .   but  then  daniel  had  showed  up  ;   brave  ,   strong  ,   handsome  daniel  sousa  .   one  of  the  original  faces  of  shield  ,   that  had  brought  on  and  inspired  so  many  people  .   and  he  was  hers  -  what  a  lucky  woman  she  was  ,   she  thinks  -  though  she  knows  daniel  ,   and  has  a  feeling  that  he  thought  the  same  about  her  .   she’s  donned  in  a  suit  ,   and  though  she’s  more  of  a  dress  girl  ,   she  thought  this  a  bit  more  …  useful  ,   in  case  things  go  haywire  .  

       there’s  a  bright  smile  on  her  face  when  he  comes  ,   and  no  one  can  deny  how  much  daisy  johnson  is  smitten  with  daniel  sousa  .    ‘  hi  -  ’   she  says  ,   pressing  a  peck  against  his  cheek  when  he  leads  them  both  away  .    ‘  thanks  for  the  save  .   i  think  they  were  trying  to  get  me  to  buy  their  mixtape  .  ’   or  leading  up  to  it  ,   either  way  ,   she’s  glad  to  get  out  of  it  .    ‘   how’s  your  night  going ?  ’  she  asks  ,   looking  up  at  him  as  they  find  a  table  to  stand  at  .  

“ well it’s going, i’m hoping i’ve been schmoozing the right people for funds, if i’m not... well we may betting some great small donations. ” a small chuckle leaves his lips as he takes them toward one of the empty balconies and shuts the door behind them. silence, finally something that genuinely feels like a quiet moment, something away from it all. “ i do have to ask, is a mixtape the same thing as a CD or a playlist, or is it different? ” he said leaning against the balcony, finally taking weight off his leg. this prothetic was state of the art, the best he’d ever seen even looking at more modern versions. it functioned perfectly as a real leg, it left him free to do work he loved, but it didn’t stop the pain.. maybe it was still phantom limb, but sometimes taking weight off would be the only thing he could do so he felt like he could breathe again. “ how’s your night going? other than mixtapes obviously. ” his smile is teasing again while his eyes may have been heart shaped, daisy was so many things that he could talk about for hours, but for now he’d say it simply, she was everything he could ever want.

chairdood​:

nye // all he could remember was bubbly drinks and food that was no match for his microwave dinners. “i just wanna let you know that you’re my world, you’re my rock, you’re my everythin’ and i love you and–” eyes meet another’s who just happens to be nearby and whispers shouts, “it’s my lola.” ned proceeds to walk to said person as he carries on his conversation; now mostly consisting of telling his grandma that he was as sober as a priest. “i am, i’m telling you, i’m, like, so good right now. listen, listen, listen.. hey –” he holds his phone out to the other once got near enough. “tell her, please! tell her that i’m not drunk! she won’t believe meeee ..” he slurs and sighs dejectedly, a juvenile pout present on his face. // @reshieldedstart​

daniel just wanted a break from everything, he was doing his best, he even had a few great moments both among all the big wigs and with his friends but in his heart of hearts he was something of an introvert. he had been just about to light up when he heard a voice — young, tipsy at best and drunk at worse, walking in his direction. he couldn’t help the way his mouth ticked into a gentle, amused half smile as the boy continued to go on. he was brought into the conversation fairly suddenly and he takes a moment to star, and just as he was finished processing that when he was roped back in again. he took the phone more on auto pilot than anything else then once he realized he was being asked a favor how could he say no? “ hello ma’am, i uh.. yes i do know grandson.. no we didn’t go to high school ma’am... i.. no he’s not drunk don’t worry, he’ll be okay. ” after a few more polite and somewhat awkward reassurances including that he wouldn’t let ned get home alone he handed the phone back, grin taking over his fully. “ once we finish speaking to lola why don’t you come with me kid, we’ll get some water and some food with more substances than what they’re surviving. ” 

* @dsyjohnsns​

daniel never felt more out of place than at these things, the suit and tie he didn’t mind so much. he always believed dressing sharp was something he excelled at both in and outside of work, and this was no exception. what made him uncomfortable was the amount of fake smiles, and far to tight hand shakes that all had hidden meanings.  was enough to make him want crawl out of his skin. even back during the SSR days, the heavy handed dealings with government officials, all the closed door meetings he couldn’t sit in on - even when he became head of the west coast division, everything that made his skin itch and feel wrong was in the air of this night. maybe he was paranoid, maybe it’s just how it felt to feel out of place, maybe he was looking for a reason to leave... then he saw daisy and any excuse he may have had fell away. 

he was an important part of the future of shield and sword, he was an important part of the new way of the world, and with that came some things that made him uneasy, and that’s what he signed up for. change wasn’t supposed to be comfortable. so he sidled up to daisy placed a big smile on his face before kissing her cheek gently. “ listen boys, i think you’ve made excellent headway but if you don’t mind i think the lovely director here could use a drink. if you’ll excuse us? ” a hand on her back he led them both away. “ i hope i made the right call there, sweetheart, but i’ve also been dyin’ for a moment with you so either way i don’t think i’m sorry. ”

daniel sousa / new years eve jamboree party / [ © @bladeology​ ]

DOUSY APPRECIATION WEEK 2021 | DAY FIVE: favorite location.

↬ healing pod room.

text: daniel 💫 america

DANIEL: so i'm getting daisy a cat for christmas, and i want to make sure you approve of them to since you all are living together!

DANIEL: do you have a free few hours to spare in the next few days? let me know and i'll make an appointment on the little app calendar.

text: daniel 🌼 daisy

DANIEL: hey sweetheart, i feel like we're ships passing in the night lately and i would really like to change that. besides christmas is coming and i wanna make plans with you even if all this insanity doesn't wanna let us make plans.

@reshieldedstart

when he was young, before the war and everything went to hell in a hand basket, he had a routine. he’d get up, get to work, then in the afternoon he’d have lunch with his father, they’d order one of the same few things and then they’d talk about their lives. never to in depth of course, but enough that sousa didn’t have to worry about him. then the war happened and his routine changed, then the war ended and his routine changed again... then he was in the future, and he had no routine at all. he could handle the chaos at first, but now with things not going at a breakneck speed, everything finally slowing down enough to take it all in, he wondered when the world got so complicated that he couldn’t understand it. daisy had meetings out the wazoo, and daniel insisted that he would be fine on his own, but as he stared at the diner menu that was 4 pages long, and a separate menu just for different kinds of coffee he wasn’t so sure.  taking a look around he noticed someone in the booth be side his little table and offered a friendly smile as he looked over.  “ excuse me pal, not to be a bother, but i’ve never been to this place before and i could use some recommendations if ya got any ? ”  new yorkers didn’t change, still rough around the edges, but he was hoping a kind smile was enough to excuse the interruption. 

( sebastian stan. 105 / looks 33. he/him. cis male. ) are you a HERO? something tells me that the ghosts and shadows of the past, trying to make the best of something when the world crumbles, "vintage" clothes that make you feel like home again make you who you are, DANIEL JORDAN SOUSA. with the powers of EXPERTISE IN MARTIAL ARTS, FIREARMS, & INVESTIGATION, you’re sure to have a chivalrous, self critical personality — and you definitely belong to SHEILD. were you listening to EPIPHANY by TAYLOR SWIFT on your way to the subway? it suits you. we can’t wait to see what you do next!

character name: daniel jordan sousa age: one hundred and five thirty three faceclaim: sebastian stan voiceclaim: sebastian stan skill set: expertise in martial arts, firearms, investigation, has been learning languages in his spare time. affiliations: daisy johnson, agents of shield, the actual organization of sheild family: daisy johnson zodiac: cancer wiki link: wiki

1)      was your character “blipped” out? if so, what did they return to and how is it affecting them. if not, who important to them was blipped out, and what did it feel like after those five years have passed?

no and it took him awhile to realize “blipped out” did not me being high. time travel meant a lot of things but it also meant most of the team missed out on the blip. though.. afterwards, when it all settled and daisy was head of SWORD and daniel took a position shield (RED LEVEL) he was suddenly faced with all his loss and the things he missed in the time that went by. he’s had to come to terms with that in a way that very few (a total of two he could name off the top of his head) could understand. 

2)      where are they living? are they living with anyone?

he didn’t wanna rush things with daisy, which he kind of regrets now, so he’s got a studio apartment that’s enough for him. the open layout makes him feel secure, he can see the front door from most angles in his place and no one questions why his mattress is on the floor and why sometimes it doesn’t look that slept on.

3)      why is your character affiliated with who they’re affiliated with?

daniel sousa was the first causality of shield. and then after that he still went back and did it all again. now a leader of operations in shield he answers to jemma simmons and the now director of shield. 

4)      who are their major friends, allies, and foes?

his most major friend, ally, and the whole shebang is daisy johnson, and of course the rest of the team that saved him from his imminent demise. daniel wouldn’t like to say he has foes but if you’ve made an enemy of anyone of his friends you’ve made an enemy of him.

5)      whose hands do they believe the country should be in?

well he believes in making the world a better place and he really does believe that sword and shield are finally working together to do that. maybe it took some pruning of some bad apples but they made it in the end.

6)      what’s their current mental state at? their physical state?

he’s in the best physical state he’s been in since the war. the new leg has done wonders in keeping him in his prime and he’s doing everything to make sure he stays there. now if he sometimes has some PTSD related night episodes he has to work through, or some anxious thoughts in normal everyday situations like buying coffee... well we just don’t talk about that.