Jemma Simmons

[ofbartonss]

[ open starter // @thephoenixstart ]

          clint let out a sigh as the last of the large group of women walked out of the shop. it was the thing he hated the most about this time of year, the ugg wearing women coming in wanting their blessed pumpkin spice drinks. if it wouldn’t kill his business he’d not sell anything pumpkin, but he had to sell them so when he was working at the shop he’d put on a brave face and pretend like he wasn’t sick of pumpkin spice. “i never thought i’d say this but i miss summer. can we go back to the days when no one wanted pumpkin spice?”

[biochemsimmons]

“Well it is your shop. I suppose you can do anything you want.” Jemma responded. She had only come in for tea but was a bit amused by the women who just left and his response to them. 

[biochemsimmons]

dxtective​:

Chloe reached out a hand to place on her new friend’s shoulder “Hey….you ok?” She couldn’t help but notice that Jemma seemed a little bit flustered. “I hope it’s ok that I’m here. I hate to barge in like this but….you weren’t answering your phone and I kinda showed the front desk my badge.” Chloe chuckled a little bit, nervously. “I brought you this. Thought it might be a late night pick me up?” she held out a plastic coffee cup for Jemma to take. Normally she hated to drop in unannounced, especially when it came to work stuff, but at the very least she knew how Jemma took her coffee- and could provide a peace offering. “If now’s not a good time, I totally understand.” She was more than willing to be just a friend right now, if need be. 

“Chloe.” Jemma smiled at seeing the other woman. “Yea, I just lost track of time. I should have been home. Ayla refuses to go to sleep unless I’m home. I didn’t mean for you to worry.” Jemma paused and reached for her phone. She saw the missed calls and glanced over at Chloe. “Sorry about that.” She then looked around the lab and satisfied with how it looked she felt like she was ready to go It was then she noticed the cup of coffee in Chloe’s hand. “Oh thank you.”. She took it out of her hand. “I’m sure I’ll need this for the drive home.”

[biochemsimmons]

Jemma was still at work despite the late hour. She knew that she had to get home to relieve the babysitter so when she looked at the time she panicked a little bit. Deciding to call it a night she sent a quick text to the babysitter before starting to clean everything up. 

[biochemsimmons]

shieldengineering​:

***

Fitz frowned, looking at her over the computer screen. He knew that she was as worried as he was about their friend but he didn’t want to stop. This was the time to keep going. Soon, hopefully her kidnappers would get complacent and make a mistake, something they could capitalize on. “I’m fine. Not tired.” he brushed her off, looking back at the screen, focusing on the facial recognition software and the code in front of him. “I’m going through her known enemies, filtering out those that were unm… Very clearly not there. Prison, dead, other side of the bloody planet. Things like that.” 

“Fitz.” Jemma sighed softly. “Everyone is looking for Daisy. And I’m sure no one would fault you if you needed to take a break. Which you do.” Her gaze shifted over to Alya for a moment. “At least let me take over.” 

[biochemsimmons]

shieldengineering​: 

Seeing  Jemma  did  make  Fitz  relax  slightly,  his  shoulders  sagging  as  he  smiled  up  at  her  softly.  “Not very much. She’s been fussy. Misses Daisy, I think.” he frowned, looking back at his daughter while reaching for his cup of tea, taking a sip. “I’ve been uh…. Looking at traffic footage, gas stations, stores. Not a sign of her. I’m missing something.” his lips pursed together as he said it, clearly frustrated.  

Jemma sat down and studied him for a bit. “We’ll find Daisy soon.There are a lot of people that are helping to look for her.” She did feel bad that he was with Alya most of the time. “You need to rest. Why don’t we go home and I can take over. ”

[shieldengineering]

There’s a laptop in front of Fitz, cup of tea settled next to it that remains untouched for the moment. Alya is asleep in her stroller next to him, but he still stops to make sure she’s sleeping soundly before he turns back to the laptop. Security feeds from from the streets are cycling through. The programs he’s running are filtering for Daisy’s face, but it’s not yielding the results he’s hoping. He sighs, reaching over to take a sip of his tea as someone jolts his daughter’s stroller. It’s not enough to make his little monkey wake up, but it does make him turn, frowning, “Hey! Do you know how long it takes to get a toddler to nap?” 

@thephoenixstart​ 

[biochemsimmons]

Jemma hadn’t meant to bump into the stroller but seeing Alya always made her happy. Hearing Fitz’s words she looked up at him. “I didn’t know she was sleep.”She didn’t acknowledge his tone since she could tell that he was stressed. Moving to the other side of the table she took a moment to look at their daughter before sitting across from him. “Have you gotten any sleep Fitz?” 

[que-mint-tea]

Aunt Daisy & Alya headcanons

Inspired by the lovely @would-die-for-fitzsimmons ‘s gorgeous moodboard thank youuu 💕✨

ADVENTURES

Daisy will take Alya to the most spontaneous beautiful places ever

They’ll hike up to the mountains or forest and have little picnics where they giggle and share secrets n stuff :)

Daisy will tell Alya about embarassing or awkward Fitzsimmons moments from way back when and they’ll laugh about it fOR HOURS

Daisy calls Alya ‘Mini Fitzsimmons’ or ‘Mini/Min’ for short

Flower picking

“Look look! I found a daisy, Daisy! We haaave to put it in your hair” :)))

When they hike far away enough from people, Daisy will show Alya her quake powers and she’ll think they’re s o c o o l

“Mummy mummy!!! Daisy wiggled a w h o l e mountain!!!!!”

“Adjsjsj It’s quaked. I quaked it!!”

Daisy will let Alya hold her hand and point the quakes at things to make flowers or puddles move & Alya will feel sO POWERFUL

Alya tells Daisy she wants to be like her when she grows up and Daisy cries

Daisy tells Alya that she is powerful & amazing just the way she is

After taking Alya back home & putting her to bed Daisy and Jemma have tea and smile about their day and just feel so warm and bubbly inside because, well, this truly is the best family they could have asked for and they all love each other to bits 💕✨🌻

[ofdcniels]

[ closed starter // @biochemsimmons ]

          he was still a little self conscious whenever he didn’t have his prosthetic on and people were around, but this wasn’t an uncomfortable situation for daniel. since he stayed behind so the team could escape, daniel had been worried that something would happen to the leg jemma had made for him and he’d not be able to get it fixed. howard had tried to get a look at it but daniel refused him consistently. “i don’t know if i ever thanked you for the leg.” he smiled at her from his spot in the chair

[biochemsimmons]

"You don’t have to thank me for that.” She responded. “It was the least I could do.” Jemma smiled as she looked up at Daniel. She was glad that he was here.

[scarlettdragnastan]

Daisy: and that’s how you hack the school system to change your marks

Alya: cool, can you teach me how to hack NASA next?

Daisy: of course :)

*Jemma entering the room after hearing what they’re saying: ABSOLUTELY NOT

[biochemsimmons]

ofzima​:

Jemma Simmons. Nana 

“If only all bad things were identified by explosions…” Would make identifying villains way easier, make a lot of things way easier. Unfortunately, the worst of things happened silently without people so much as lending their gaze to it. “Do you remember that body swap? When everyone got changed randomly? And I- I swapped with Daisy, Nana… and I got her kidnapped.”

She waited patiently for him to tell her but she wasn’t fully prepared for what came out his mouth. Jemma leaned her head back and sighed softly. A familiar feeling crept into her and it took her a moment to recognize what it was. “Not even two weeks back and I feel like I’m on the Zephyr again.” She muttered to herself. “Tell me what happened.”

[biochemsimmons]

rcisehcll​:

SIMMONS, J.

..

he  knows  the  concern  wasn’t  for  him.   he  watches  the  recognition  pass  over  her  features;  shock  at  first  maybe,  then  disgust,  or  irritation.   it  says  something  about  how  off  his  game  he  is  these  days  that  he’s  not  confidentin  the  assessment.   the  failure  strikes  hard,  sees  the  muscles  in  his  jaw  tense  before  he  bends  down  to  start  picking  up  shards  of  glass.   he’d  rather  chew  on  them  than  try  to  have  a  polite,  tension-filled,  conversation  with  someone  who  undeniably   H  A  T  E  S   him  but  he’s  making  all  the  wrong  choices  these  days.   this  is  just  another  to  add  to  the  growing  list.   “  pretty  good  considering  i  should  be  dead. ”   he  answers  calmly,  turning  slightly  to  signal  the  bartender.   “  you  can  put  hers  on  my  tab. ”   

“I can still make that happen for you.” She muttered under her breath. Even though it had been years since she saw him last he still managed to bring out the anger that she had for him. When it registered what he said to the bartender she shook her head. “Please don’t. I’m quite capable of paying for my own drinks.” 

[biochemsimmons]

dxtective​:

“Did you just move across the pond?” She couldn’t help be reminded of Lucifer by the woman’s accent. It felt like a swift pang in her heart. Chloe quickly changed the subject. “Jemma. That’s beautiful.” And she meant it. The name sounded like music to her.

Chloe recoiled quickly, pulling her hand away to scratch the back of her neck with it, only to abandon it entirely inside her pocket almost immediately. “Oh….uhh…” She was incredibly embarrassed that the other woman had noticed. “I probably just have low blood sugar or something. Can’t live off of coffee alone I guess, can we?” Her nervous laughter was painfully obvious.

“Yea.. I did.” She responded. Sometimes she forgot that she had an accent to other people. “And thank you.” She smiled softly at the woman’s comment. Jemma did tilt her head in concern as Chloe pulled her hand away. She wasn’t quite sure if she believed it but then again she didn’t really know this woman. “Well we should get you some sweets.” She glanced up at the cafe. “I’m sure they have some type of cinnamon bun or something along those lines.”

[oflemcns]

@biochemsimmons​

there was a certain fear that prevailed along with revealing what had happened to daisy, the hand he played in (albeit unintentionally). that fear was quelled when telling jemma, his grandmother ( NANA ). as angry as he imagined she would be, she was just— she was family. he couldn’t bring himself to be afraid of her. ( of her disappointment in him? yeah. but of her? no ). “so i… i screwed up.” 

[biochemsimmons]

“Well I haven’t heard anything an explosion yet so I don’t think it could be that bad.” Her gaze shifted up to him as she smiled softly. The smile faded slowly though when she saw his face. “What happened Deke?” 

[fitzsimmonssource]

[sorrytodistract]

What we’re fighting for (7.13) - Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (2020)

[biochemsimmons]

dxtective​:

“Oh is…that where you’re living?” Chloe didn’t know why she was prying. It was absolutely none of her business, whatsoever. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that.” Her hands were shaking as she tried to sop up the mess, despite being waved off. She hadn’t seemed to be able to get her hands to stop shaking for weeks now. She was also jumpier than ever, constantly on edge. “I’m Chloe by the way. Detective, Chloe Decker.” She reached out a hand to the stranger she’d almost given a third degree burn. 

“Temporarily yes.” Jemma grabbed the book and saw that it was soaked so she decided to throw it away instead. Once she did she grabbed a napkin and wiped off her hands before shaking the other woman’s. “I’m Jemma.” As soon as she let her hand drop she noticed that Chloe’s hands were shaking. “How often does that happen?” She then asked pointing to her hands.

[fearofthebat]

New in Town

Steve remembered somethings. He remembered saying goodbye. He remembers getting in the plane, looking back, thinking of her as he pulled the trigger. He remembered a flash of bright light, but no heat. And then…he remembered nothing.  He opened his eyes, and his muscles were sore. He saw some strange cars go by and a man yelling something further down the busiest street he had ever seen. The colors and flashing lights of every advertisement seemed to burrow their way into his eyes, and he instantly had a headache, or he had already had one.  “I really hope this isn’t heaven.”  He heard someone say something, but he couldn’t make it out over the sounds of traffic and music.  “I’m sorry?” 

[biochemsimmons]

Jemma was on her way into the office when she noticed the man. Curiously she watched him for a few moments and seeing how confused he was she walked over to him. “Hey, are you okay?” She asked him while gently touching his arm to bring his focus to her.