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@skimmonssecretsanta-blog
Perhaps a master list would be helpful for those of us who don't see their gift. You know a link to the gift and the username/url of the person is for next to it.
Can do! Though in the meantime, if you scroll through the 2017 tag (tabs across the top of the blog) they’ll all be in there. Again, if you come off anon I can give you the exact URL :)
-SP
So not everyone who created something got something? I'm glad the person I got liked their gift but its disappointing to not get something as well. I don't think I'll participate if this is done next year.
According to my list, everyone who made something got something. If you come off anon and tell me who you are, I can help you find your gift.
- SP
Right, that’s the last of the gifts! Lots of really great fics, playlists and edits this year. Woo go Skimmons fandom!
As always, it’s been a pleasure.
See you next year!
Much love and all the best for 2018.
- Spooks
offer me something i cannot find in myself
a.k.a. the Opposites Attract™ Skimmons/Bioquake aesthetic
To: buskidsburgade
From: The Grinch Santa
Fight For Her - Skimmons/Bioquake
1. Gravel To Tempo Hayley Kiyoko / 2. Strangers Halsey ft. Lauren Jauregui / 3. Elastic Heart Sia / 4. Nothing Else Matters Little Mix / 5. Addicted To You Avicii / 6. Only A Girl Gia / 7. Girls Beatrice Eli / 8. Sweater Weather (Cover) The Neighbourhood / 9. Take Me To Church (Cover) Ellie Goulding / 10. Liability Lorde
To: buckysbears
Hey! Merry christmas/happy holidays/happy Monday! I made a playlist with some wlw bangers that make me think of Skimmons and an attempt an edit. Hope you like them. :p
From: Very Secret Santa
You’ve got a pizza my heart // A Skimmons Mix
1. Feelings Hayley Kiyoko / 2. We Could Run Beth Ditto / 3. Love Lana Del Rey / 4. I Dare You The XX / 5. Raise Hell Dorothy / 6. Shape Of You (Cover) Walk Off The Earth / 7. Stuck The Aces / 8. SGL Now, Now
To: hackingxbiochemist
This is kinda like college/academy AU Skimmons and I hope you like it! Happy holidays/merry xmas :)
From: Santa
Skimmons Flatmate AU
Jemma had not expected to come home from work to find her flatmate, Daisy, performing a satanic ritual in the middle of the living room. She supposed that’s what she got for advertising the spare room on Craigslist. Fortunately for Daisy, Jemma was completely smitten. Unfortunately for Jemma, her nice rug was ruined.
To: goldenwolfrose
Hope you’re having an awesome holiday!
From: Santa
Skimmons New York AU
Jemma attends a SciTech conference in New York and is dazzled by Daisy, the co-ordinator of the events hackathon. A whirlwind romance ensues. With her trip coming to an end, will Jemma return to England? Will Daisy let her?
To: shesthemuscle
Happy holidays! Hope you like it :D
From: Santa
Scars to You’re Beautiful
For @tobeabetterhuman and @skimmonssecretsanta
A/N: Skye is ready to take their relationship further, but Jemma’s afriad of what Skye will think when she sees what Jemma has been hiding under her long sleeves. Warnings for past self-harm and scars.
Words: ~2300
Read on Ao3
They shouldn’t be doing this, oh my god, they should not be doing this.
But Jemma can’t seem to stop.
Skye hooks her hands around Jemma’s thighs and hikes her up easily. Her legs lock around Skye’s middle and she takes advantage of the new height to kiss her with even more vigor.
“We’re supposed to be - pretending to be - servers - “ Jemma says breathlessly when Skye’s tongue isn’t in her mouth.
“They have plenty of those,” Skye says, brushing Jemma’s hair back behind her ear.
She catches Jemma’s bottom lip between her teeth and Jemma gives a small squeal. Her fingers tangle in Skye’s hair and Skye’s hand slides along the curves of her torso down to her ass. The scent of Skye’s vanilla lemon shampoo is filling her whole body and her muscles ripple under Jemma’s palms and god she never wants to leave this stockroom.
The door swings open with a bang. Skye bites Jemma’s lip much harder than she meant to. They’re on the other side of a shelving unit, so they have a few seconds to compose themselves, Jemma almost leaping out of Skye’s arms, Skye brushing her hair back into place, tugging her shirt straight.
“Hello Agent May,” Jemma squeaks, leaning around Skye with a painfully guilty expression on her face.
Skye groans inwardly as she turns around.
“You’re supposed to be on the floor,” May says, arms crossed. “Watching for any suspicious activity.”
“We thought there was - uh - some suspicious activity back here,” Skye says. “Just… trying to be thorough.”
May’s stony expression does not change. Jemma shrinks behind Skye a little.
Skye swings her arms back and forth. “Right, well, guess it all checks out, huh Simmons?”
“Yes, nothing suspicious to note,” Jemma chips in.
“So we’ll just…” Skye grabs Jemma’s elbow and the two of them squeeze hastily past May to resume their posts.
“They’re going to stop putting us on ops together,” Jemma hisses as she fits her comms unit back into her ear.
“Nah, we make too good of a team,” Skye says breezily, scooping up a platter of drinks and preparing to re-enter the festivities. “It’s probably a good thing May interrupted us though,” she adds, turning back to Jemma with a sly expression. “I had more romantic plans than a pantry for our first time.”
Keep reading on Ao3
ATTACK OF THE MAN-EATING MANTODEA
A Skimmons 1950s B-Movie
Arcadia Falls, the biggest little town on earth, is in for a shock. Daisy Johnson nearly crashes her bike when mysterious lights appear in the sky outside town. Now with no memory of it and strange things happening to her, the part-time mechanic must team up with noted biology specialist Dr. Jemma Simmons to protect their town from Jemma’s escaped science experiments.
Like Daisy, those experiments have changed—and they just might destroy them all.
Coming soon to a screen near you. Created for @roguesquadrcn as part of the 2017 #SkimmonsSecretSanta! Inspired by this wonderful post by @strangelypensieve.
where the wolves hunt ~ a skimmons/bioquake playlist
The Cure - Lady Gaga // Wolves - Selena Gomez & Marshmello // Dusk til Dawn - Zayn ft. Sia // Science & Faith - The Script // Cassiopeia - Sara Bareilles // All That You Are - The Goo Goo Dolls // Parachute - Train // Army of Angels - The Script // You Found Me - Kelly Clarkson // Stand By You - Rachel Plattern
for @canonskimmons for the @skimmonssecretsanta partner to where the sun shines ~ another skimmons/bioquake playlist
Skimmons 60/70s Aesthetic
have you seen her all in gold? like a queen in days of old she shoots colours all around like a sunset going down
Happy holidays @theclaravoyant! All the best for the new year :)
This is for @sad-trash-writing happy holidays! Hope you enjoy this! just let me tell you I re-read all of your wonderful fics to draw some inspiration. I really love your style of writing.
The house was eerily quiet as Fitz walked down the stairs. He rubbed his sleepy eyes as he headed towards the kitchen; he was in dire need of coffee. He stopped when he noticed a familiar brunette sitting on the kitchen table with a cup in her hands. But this brunette was not his housemate.
“What are you doing here?” He asked watching as Daisy jumped in her seat.
“Having coffee.” Daisy stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “By the way, good morning to you too.”
He heard footsteps from behind him and saw his roommate as she entered the kitchen. Jemma smiled at Daisy completely ignoring Fitz. "I thought you left.”
Daisy smiled in return and grabbed one of the steaming cups from the table and held it out for Jemma to take.
“I made you a tea.” Jemma took the cup, her hand lingering on Daisy’s, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Fitz.
“Besides I wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye." Daisy added with a wink.
Fitz rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing right. Was he dreaming?
"Okay what the hell is going on?” He finally asked.
Jemma turned to Fitz and smiled. “We’re dating.”
Fitz stared wide-eyed and then began to laugh, they had to be messing with him for last night. Daisy glared at Fitz while Jemma frowned at him. Fitz immediately stopped when he noticed that his friends weren’t laughing with him.
“Wait you’re serious?” He glanced at Jemma who nodded. He looked at Daisy, the girl was wearing a pink shirt that he had seen Jemma wear before and it dawned on him.
“You spent the night?” He gawked.
“A lady never kisses and tells,” Daisy smirked as she took a sip of her tea, “but I did.” They both glanced at Jemma who was blushing madly but didn’t deny the statement.
“Why are you so surprised?” Daisy asked with a tilt of annoyance. “You and Bobbi did set us up on a blind date last night.”
“I- I don’t know. I think I expected more resistance from both you, denial and all but I’m glad we won’t have to put up with all that sexual tension anymore.”
“What?” Jemma choked out.
“Yeah that’s why we set you up together.” Fitz stated calmly. “I don’t think I could stand another night if seeing you two make eyes at each other.”
“Well I never thought I would say this but thank you Fitz, thanks to you I got laid last night." Daisy gloated enjoying as Fitz looked uncomfortable at the statement.
"Yes thanks to you and Bobbi now I have a girlfriend, we owe you guys one.” Jemma added.
Fitz stood there for a minute, analyzing both statements and knew that this relationship was a disaster waiting to happen. Maybe he had been wrong to set them up.
“Wait no! Really you shouldn’t thank us.” Fitz panicked.
Daisy ignored him as she placed her mug in the sink. She walked up to Jemma and wrapped her arms around Jemma’s waist. “Thanks for last night, I had lots of fun.”
Jemma smiled and Daisy leaned in for a chaste kiss.
“I’ll call you later.” Daisy murmured but Fitz heard everything.
As Daisy walked upstairs to get her stuff Fitz prayed that everything would turn out alright. It hadn’t occurred to him that he could ruin a friendship.
“Oh shit.”
Daisy drummed her fingers on the table, she was annoyed. There was still 5 minutes left until her date was supposed to arrive. She didn’t even know why she’d agreed to this stupid blind date, probably to get Bobbi off her back.
But she didn’t need help finding someone who was interested in her, she was hot! Yet it had been a while since she had been on a date.
She glanced towards the entrance, surprised to see Jemma there talking with the hostess. The hostess pointed towards her and Jemma frowned. Jemma took a deep breath then smiled softly at Daisy as she made her way towards Daisy’s table.
Daisy frowned when Jemma took the seat across from her. “Uhh not that I’m not glad you see you Jemma but that seat is taken.”
“I know.” Jemma answered simply and it finally hit Daisy.
“I am going to kill Bobbi.” She growled.
“And I’m going to kill Fitz.” Jemma grumbled.
“Well I’m out.” Daisy started to get up.
“Can I get a ride?” Jemma asked as she stood up as well.
“Ugh fine, if I have to." Daisy whined but it came out more playful than anything.
"You look great by the way.” Jemma said as hint of red filled her cheeks.
Daisy grinned, always a lover for compliments. She glanced at Jemma, she already knew the girl was beyond beautiful but now she had an appreciation for the white dress that seemed to define Jemma’s long legs.
“Thanks, you look pretty great yourself.” Daisy’s gaze never wavered and Jemma looked away but a smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
“Good morning.” Bobbi said as Daisy walked in through the door. She stopped eating her cereal in favor of paying attention to her roommate.
“Good morning!” Daisy replied cheerfully as she made her way into the kitchen.
Bobbi frowned in confusion. She expected Daisy to be mad about the blind date but this Daisy was too happy. She observed Daisy’s features and it clicked.
“You got laid!” She shouted. “Is that why you didn’t come home last night?”
Daisy only smiled but that was enough of an answer for Bobbi. She opened a cabinet and grabbed a pop-tart for breakfast.
“Oh my God! You did!” Bobbi gasped. “Who was it?”
Daisy smirked as she opened the package. “You set me up with her.”
Bobbi raises her eyebrows in surprise. “You slept with Simmons!”
“I’ll admit, at first I was pissed and I was going to ditch her but I didn’t get all dressed up for anything so we went somewhere else and we had fun. Afterwards she invited me over to her place and…” Daisy trailed off with a sly smile enjoying the perplex look on Bobbi’s face.
“I guess I should thank you. Just let me tell you Jemma is not as innocent as she looks.” Daisy adds as she takes a bite.
“No! Daisy, too much info!” Bobbi grimaced.
“What?” Daisy mocked. “I always tell you about my sexual partners.”
“But this is Jemma.” Bobbi reproached. “Innocent, wears sweater vests Jemma. Wait, are you guys-”
Daisy cut her off, “Dating, having fun I don’t really care to label it.”
A frowned tugged at Bobbi’s lips, unsure if she should be worried about Daisy and Jemma. She knew Jemma was not the type to do casual. She hoped that she had not just set up her friends to get hurt.
Happy that she had caused a reaction from Bobbi, Daisy discarded the wrapper and walked to her room. She closed the door and locked it before plopping down on her bed she pulled her phone out and scrolled through her contacts to Jemma.
“Hello.” Jemma answered chirpily.
“Well I think we were pretty convincing.” Daisy spoke.
Jemma chuckled. “I agree but we have to make it seem real before we start having problems. Making them believe this relationship has ruined our friendship.”
“I don’t think that will be a problem, did you see Fitz’ face before I left.”
“Yes this’ll show them to stop messing with our love lives. How’d Bobbi take the news?”
“I’m making her think it’s all sexual.” Daisy stated.
“And I told Fitz you’re my girlfriend. Once they start talking they’ll get worried this relationship is going to be a disaster.”
Daisy grinned enjoying the excitement laced in Jemma’s voice.
Jemma fiddled with the radio as Daisy drove. She was excited about spending some time with Daisy granted she was a little nervous as they usually hung out with their other friends’ presence. Jemma finally settled for some main stream pop station not really caring for the music.
“Burgers?” Daisy suggested.
Jemma smiled and nodded. Daisy grinned as she began to adjust her route to her favorite burger place.
“How do you feel about revenge?” She asked a minute later.
Jemma looked curiously at Daisy before replying, “I’m listening.”
“Let’s date.” Daisy stated as she watched Jemma’s reaction.
She took pride seeing as Jemma looked baffled. “Excuse me?”
“Let’s pretend to date and then when we break up we are going to make them feel guilty for setting us up in the first place.” Daisy explained.
She pulled into the parking lot, stationed the car and turned off the engine. She turned to Jemma expectantly watching as the woman mulled over the offer.
“You realize were going to have to be very convincing.” Jemma stated.
“I can be convincing,” Daisy husked as she leaned in closer to Jemma, “can you?”
Jemma blushed but dropped the smirk from Daisy’s face when she pulled Daisy closer to her by grabbing her neck. Daisy looked surprised but didn’t pull away when Jemma leaned in, her lips millimeters away from Daisy’s lips before moving to her ear.
“How about we find out how convincing I can be.” She whispered.
Daisy ignored the stir in her lower stomach. Jemma pulled back, got out of the car and made her way towards the restaurant. Daisy stared with a dazed expression. Watching the extra sway in Jemma’s hips, a smirk formed.
This is going to be fun, she thought.
It had been a few days since they had set their plan in motion and so far everything had been going well. Daisy sat on her bed laptop placed in front of her as she worked diligently.
“Daisy?” Bobbi called out tentatively as she knocked on the door.
“Yeah?” Daisy responded without lifting her eyes from her laptop screen. Bobbi poked her head in as she opened the door. She leaned against the door frame and waited for Daisy to look up.
“How serious are you and Jemma?”
Daisy looked at Bobbi and tried to hide the smile that was tugging on her lips. “We’re sleeping together, that’s it.” She replied as she looked back at her screen.
Bobbi frowned and move into the room. “That’s not what she thinks.”
“Okay.” Daisy replied indifferently.
“She thinks you guys are dating, that you’re her girlfriend.” Bobbi stressed the last word as if hoping to get a reaction from Daisy.
“She can call it whatever she wants.”
“Daisy,” Bobbi pleaded, “maybe you should talk to her.”
“About what?” Daisy looked up feigning annoyance.
“You both seem to be in different pages.”
Daisy smirked at Bobbi before replying, “As long as we’re on the same bed, who cares.”
She returned her attention back to her computer and heard Bobbi sigh before leaving her room. Once the door was closed she pulled her phone out and shot a text to Jemma.
Everything’s going according to plane. ;)
“This is going great.” Daisy whispered into Jemma’s ear.
They were huddled into the couch at Fitz and Jemma’s place as the others sat nearby. Daisy had her arm wrapped around Jemma’s shoulder and the girl buried her head on the crook of her neck. They were having movie night at Fitz and Jemma’s place. Elena and Mack took up a couch. Bobbi and Lance had the love seat and Fitz was sharing the other couch with Daisy and Jemma.
“Want to go upstairs?” Daisy asked and winked at Jemma when she looked up.
“What?” Jemma asked flabbergasted.
“I say we make them uncomfortable.” Daisy offered.
“Oh that, yeah.” Jemma blushed, a sight that was quickly becoming one of Daisy’s favorite.
Daisy stood up and offered Jemma her hand. Jemma took her hand and stood up. Daisy hoped that Jemma didn’t notice that her hands were a little sweaty. She could not ignore the thought that Jemma’s hand fit perfectly with hers.
“Where are you going?” Fitz looked at them.
“Jemma’s room.” Daisy answered as if it was the most obvious thing.
“But were hanging out down here.” Fitz protested.
“Yeah I’m done.” Daisy stated as she began to lead Jemma up the stairs to her room. “You might want to raise the volume.”
Daisy chuckled as a look of disgust crossed Fitz’ face.
Daisy parked her car in front of Jemma’s home and turned off the ignition. She had to admit that she had fun with Jemma tonight and she was a little sad that their night was about to end.
“Would you like to spend the night?” Jemma offered when they reached her house.
Daisy looked at Jemma and her first thought was to say yes but she didn’t want to seem desperate. “Are you propositioning me, Miss Simmons?”
Jemma blushed and looked down. “I just don’t want you driving this late at night. The possibility of their being inebriated drivers on the road increases at this time. I mean we can also start getting payback beginning tonight. If you want that is, I understand you might want to go home to your own bed-”
Daisy covered Jemma’s mouth with her hand. She loved to hear Jemma ramble but she was exhausted and dying to get out of her heels. “Jemma, I’d love to spend the night.”
Jemma sighed in a relief, the warm breath hitting Daisy’s palm and Daisy forced herself to ignore her intrusive thoughts. She removed her hand and reminded herself that this is was just pretend.
“Lead the way.” She motioned as they get out of the car and head towards the house.
Jemma blew on the cup of steaming coffee as she waited for Fitz to come down. She wasn’t really a fan of the drink and Fitz knew that. Though lately, if she admitted, she had grown fond of the drink, attributing the smell to Daisy. She schooled her expression when she heard familiar footsteps coming down the stairs.
Fitz stopped at the kitchen entrance and sniffed the air. He looked at Jemma with her cup and frowned. “What’s wrong?”
Jemma pretended to frown as she muttered her reply, “Nothing.”
“You only drink coffee when you’re upset.” He asked in concern and Jemma almost felt guilty but she reminded herself that he started this with setting her on a blind date with a common friend.
“Do you think that I might be more into Daisy than she is into me?” Jemma asked.
“Why do you think that?”
“She’s been distant and I don’t want to lose her, I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” She stated and pretended to seem distraught.
“You should talk to her.” Fitz looked concerned and Jemma hid a smile as she drank her coffee, she was damn proud of her acting.
“Double date, this is great.” Jemma shouted over the music. They were currently seated at a table having drinks. She knew this was all part of plan but she was actually having loads of fun hanging out with Daisy. Jemma and Daisy had pulled their stools close together as had Bobbi and Lance.
“We’re just friends hanging out at the club, don’t say that.” Lance grumbled loudly as he took a shot. “Except you happen to be banging Daisy and I’m banging Bobbi.”
“Don’t be so crude.” Bobbi scolded him as she smacked him on the arm.
Lance feigned hurt before he leaned forward. “The question is how’d you manage to trap Daisy?”
“Nobody has trapped me.” Daisy corrected.
“The real question is how do you stand her?” Bobbi asked.
“Hey!” Daisy defended. “You’re supposed to be my best friend.”
“She’s actually very funny among other things.” Jemma winked at Daisy who grinned in return.
“Gross, that’s my friend.” Bobbi made a disgusted face and smacked Hunter once again when she noticed the shit-eating grin on his face.
“Daisy, isn’t that your ex, Ward?” Hunter asked as he spotted the tall frame of Grant Ward making his way through the crowd and towards their table.
Daisy frowned. “Ugh, what is he doing here?”
“He’s coming over.” Jemma stated with worry.
“Hi Daisy, how are you?” Grant asked. Daisy sat up straighter feeling her body tense. She was supposed to be having fun with her “girlfriend” not having to deal with her lousy ex.
“Great since I stopped seeing you. How’s Kara?” She asked with an obvious fake smile.
“We’re not together anymore.” Grant answered with what he thought was a charming smile but Daisy found irritating.
“Good for her.” She replied as she took her cup from the table and down a shot.
“I was hoping we could talk.” Daisy frowned. She felt Jemma’s hands reach for hers across the table. She took it in her own and squeezed gently.
“And I was hoping you would leave.” She answered despondently but Grant didn’t seem to get the hint that she was no longer interested. She couldn’t even reason what she ever saw in him to begin with.
“It’ll be quick I promise.”
Daisy sighed. “And then you’ll leave me alone?”
“Scouts honor.” Grant beamed as he placed his right hand over his chest.
“You’re not exactly a scout or honorable.” Daisy muttered loudly enough for her friends to hear.
She stood up and turned to Jemma with an apologetic smile, “I’ll be back.”
“You don’t have to go, we can just leave.” Jemma pleaded.
“It’ll be a quick. I’ll be back before you know it.” Daisy tried to reassure Jemma who smiled tightly on return.
Before Jemma could process what was happening Daisy leaned in and captured Jemma’s bottom lip with her own. She tugged softly at with it her teeth eliciting a gasp from Jemma. Jemma responded and immediately pulled Daisy in closer as she deepened the kiss. The stool height allowed for Daisy to slip her body between Jemma’s legs seeking further contact. She felt her body heat up further and couldn’t find herself to care about the display they were putting on.
Jemma remembered that Ward was watching and jealousy flared in her. One of the hands that were placed on Daisy’s waist began to wonder under the shirt touching the soft skin. She smiled into the kiss when she felt Daisy shuddered against her.
Daisy parted her lips and Jemma took that as an invitation slip her tongue in. They only broke apart when someone coughed loudly.
“Ward’s waiting.” Bobbi muttered.
Daisy’s glazed expression was partnered with a hazy smile. She turned to the awkward man who was frowning at them.
“Let him.” Jemma grumbled her hands never leaving their place on Daisy’s waist.
“Yeah let him.” Hunter reiterated crudely.
Bobbi glared at her boyfriend and smacked him in the arm, once again. “What? Even you have to admit that was hot.”
Daisy glared at the Hunter but returned to Jemma. “I’ll be back soon, I promise.”
“Be careful.” Jemma whispered.
Daisy nodded, pressed her lips one more time against Jemma and walked off with Ward.
Jemma stared until she couldn’t see them anymore, lost in the sea of people on the dance floor. She wished she could keep an eye on them but they were probably looking for somewhere less crowded to talk. Talk, just talk, Jemma kept telling herself unaware of how her knee kept bouncing up and down.
“Hello there.”
Jemma looked up to see a man standing in front of her. “Hi.”
“I was hoping you would allow me a dance.” He smiled at her.
Though Jemma thought he was handsome she didn’t feel like dancing. Not when Daisy was out there. Her girlfriend, fake girlfriend she corrected her thoughts. It didn’t feel right, even if it was all a façade.
“I-I’m actually-”
“I promise I don’t bite.” He smiled gently.
“Hey, I didn’t take long did I?” Daisy asked as she came up wrapped her arms around Jemma’s stomach.
Jemma sighed in relief and smiled. “Not at all.”
“Good,” She smiled placing a kiss on Jemma’s cheek before turning to the newcomer, “and you are?”
The man shifted nervously, “I’m Will. I was just asking-”
“-my girlfriend.” Daisy cut in as she rested her head on Jemma’s shoulder without breaking eye contact from the man. Jemma felt Daisy’s arm tighten around her but not to the point of discomfort.
“-to dance.” Will finished uncomfortably.
“She would love to but she’s already going to dance with me. Come on Jem let’s go dance.” Daisy didn’t wait for the man to respond as she grabbed Jemma’s hand and led them away.
They made their way onto the dance floor. Though Jemma was in front of Daisy, Daisy was the one leading them through the crown guiding Jemma’s body. Jemma could feel Daisy’s hot breath on the back of her neck and with Daisy’s hand never leaving her waist, her body felt extremely warm and she knew it wasn’t because of the temperature.
Daisy finally stopped in a spot with enough space for both of them. She turned her around and began to sway her hips to the rhythm of the song. They began moving together, Daisy’s hands on Jemma’s hips and Jemma’s hands on Daisy’s shoulders.
Daisy gazed at her with an unreadable expression and Jemma could feel a thumping in her chest. She just wasn’t sure if it was the music or her heart. Daisy moved in closer pressing their bodies together causing Jemma’s breath to hitch at the contact.
Daisy smirked at the reaction, her hands moved up to her waist around to her back and pulled closer. Her hands began inch down stopping at her lower back.
Before she knew it there lips were joined in a heated kiss. They had stopped dancing as they stood there in the middle of the dance floor. Daisy’s hands wandered lower and Jemma could feel the heat coiling between her legs.
Daisy pulled back with a breath and whispered in Jemma’s ear, “Want to leave?”
Jemma nodded her body tingling with nervousness and want. Daisy grinned and hand in hand they walked out of the club.
Jemma grabbed a pink shirt and a pair of shorts that she sometimes used to sleep in. She held them out to Daisy who had looked confusion on her face.
“To sleep in.” Jemma clarified.
“I sleep naked.” Daisy stated seriously.
Jemma looked shocked and Daisy laughed. “Kidding.”
Jemma huffed in fake annoyance as Daisy took the clothes. Daisy turned began to change when Jemma turned to do the same.
Finished, Daisy turned catching the smooth expanse of Jemma’s back just as she pulled her shirt down. For the nth time that night she pushed away the inappropriate thoughts she seemed to be having about her friend. It was probably due to her recent (and unsolicited) state of abstinence.
“I’m going to have to warn you, I’m a sleep cuddler.” Daisy teased. Though she was trying to seem confident she was a little nervous about sharing a bed with Jemma and joking seemed to be her coping mechanism.
Jemma blushed but didn’t look away. “I can deal with that.” She stated as she slipped under the covers on one side of the bed. Daisy followed suit and turned off the lamp on the nightstand.
The drive was a little awkward. Daisy drove fast, with one hand on Jemma’s thigh. They smiled shyly at each other during red lights with Daisy smirking once in a while leaving Jemma to wonder what thoughts where going through the woman’s head. Jemma’s stomach coiled in anticipation; she pressed her thighs together in hope of relieving some pressure.
Daisy parked subpar before rushing to open the door for Jemma. They rushed to Daisy’s room closing the door behind them. Jemma could feel the jitters but they dissipated when Daisy pushed her against the door and attacked her lips. Her hands slipped under the shirt caressing the heated skin that she had been touching not that long ago at the club. The difference was that now she didn’t have to stop and she wasn’t going to.
She took Daisy’s shirt off and guided her towards the bed.
Jemma turned on her side facing away from Daisy. She felt the bed shift and an arm wrapped around her midriff. At first she tensed at the contact but relaxed a moment late.
“I thought you were a sleep cuddler.” She asked knowing that Daisy was not asleep yet.
“I am.” Daisy murmured behind her as she snuggled closer.
“But you’re not asleep.” Jemma asked with a smile, she wouldn’t lie the feeling of a warm body behind her was nice.
“I need to cuddle in order to fall asleep.” Daisy replied as she shifted and pulled Jemma even closer to her with her front pressed against Jemma’s back.
“Okay.” Jemma replied thankful that Daisy could not see how red her face was. She snuggled back into Daisy and closed her eyes in attempt to go to sleep.
Daisy sighed in content as she tried to catch her breath. She knew from experience that sex was great; the buildup, the tension, the release. But sex with Jemma was incredible, feeling complete not to mention that Jemma was very meticulous in what she was doing. She was falling in love. And that thought is what breaks her out of her happy bubble.
This wasn’t a relationship. She wanted it to be but this was a deal, revenge. Her chest felt heavy. But maybe she could test the waters to see what Jemma thought.
“I think we might have taken this deal too far.” She joked causing Jemma to tense in her arms.
Jemma inhaled and shut her eyes tightly. She could feel her eyes start to water and hoped that Daisy didn’t notice. She wondered how she could go from feeling blissful one moment to feeling like her chest was caving in the next.
“Is that what this was to you?” Jemma choked out.
“What?”
Jemma shook her head and got of the bed. “I’m leaving.”
“Jemma.” Daisy pleaded as she tried to reach for her hand but Jemma pulled it out of her grasp.
Jemma threw her clothes on hastily. She closed the door and tears began to flow freely down her face. She didn’t regret it. She just wished Daisy felt the same way. She walked out of the house and pulled out her phone. She set up an Uber to meet her a block ahead so she wouldn’t have to deal with saying Daisy any longer.
She only waited 5 minutes before a car pulled up. She ignored the small talk the driver made and pressed her head against the cool glass. She couldn’t help but think that their whole plan backfired and instead of making Bobbi and Fitz think they ruined their friendship, Daisy and she managed to do that all on their own. She thanked the driver and tipped him before getting off the car.
She walked into her home no doubt looking like a mess; hair tousled, wrinkled clothes and eyes red.
She spotted Fitz sitting in the kitchen having breakfast. She figured if she could just head to her room without being spotted she wouldn’t have to explain anything. Bu Fitz looked up in that exact moment. Concern covered his features when he took in her appearance stopped her taking in her appearance. Jemma felt the warm tears on her cheeks once more. Fitz rushed to her and pulled her into a hug.
“Hey what’s wrong?” He whispered as she buries her face into his shoulder.
“I don’t think Daisy feels the same way,” she scoffs, “scratch that I know Daisy doesn’t feel the same way.”
“Oh Jemma,” Fitz soothed as he held her tighter. She choked back a sob.
Daisy had changed into her clothes as fast as she could with a broken heart and had ran after Jemma but by the time she had opened the front door, there was no sight of Jemma. She walked back inside the house thinking she fucked up. She shouldn’t have said anything. Jemma didn’t correct her. The woman had booked it as soon as she realized the mistake she had made. She had hoped that Jemma would say that this had stopped being a joke a long time ago. Daisy had stopped pretending or maybe she was never was pretending to begin with. But Jemma was gone and Daisy missed her.
She goes into the kitchen and makes herself a cup of tea. Maybe that’ll help her clear her head and think of a way to salvage her friendship with Jemma. She sits on the kitchen table and rubs her temples already feeling a headache forming.
“You’re moping.” Bobbi states as she enters the kitchen sits across from her in the dining table.
“Am not.” Daisy mutters feebly.
“You’re drinking tea.” Bobbi notes.
“Your point?” Daisy grumbles as she takes a sip hides a look of disgust at the taste.
“You hate tea. You only drink it when you’re either pissed or stressed.”
Daisy looked down at her drink and heart ached remembering that this was Jemma’s favorite. “I think Jemma broke up with me.” She breathed out without looking at Bobbi.
When Bobbi didn’t answer she looked up. Bobbi remained quiet waiting for Daisy to continue but a frown formed on her face. Daisy sighed maybe talking about it could help her gather her thoughts.
“We were intimate last night and I played it off as a,” joke Daisy thought, “something meaningless. She never corrected me, she just left.”
Bobbi’s frown deepened. “Did you consider that maybe she was offended by your comment?”
Daisy frowned thinking about what Bobbi said. She recalled Jemma’s lasts words before leaving.
“What are your feelings for her?” Bobbi asked.
Daisy looked up startled by the question but already knowing the answer. “I really like her.”
Bobbi smiled at the answer. “Then tell her that.”
Daisy shook her head. “I can’t.”
“Why not?” Bobbi asked confused.
Daisy looked away before muttering, “It wasn’t part of the deal.”
The confusion on Bobbi’s face seemed to grow. Daisy sighed knowing it was time to come clean. “We were pretending to date to get back at you and Fitz.”
She expected Bobbi to be mad but instead her friend looked surprised. “When did you stop pretending?”
Daisy thinks of what Fitz said the next morning, the looks they shared. She thinks of Jemma who always laughed at her dumb jokes. Jemma who gets so animated when talking about Doctor Who that her arms start flying everywhere. Jemma who’s always thoughtful and makes sure that she doesn’t live off of purely junk food. Jemma who makes Daisy’s whole body feel like it’s on fire but at the same time as if she was on a cloud.
“I don’t think I ever was.” She confessed.
“Tell her how you feel,” Bobbi smiled at her, “I know Jemma and she wouldn’t sleep with you for the sake of a joke.”
Daisy nodded and decided she could no put this off any longer. She puts her cup in the sink and turns to Bobbi, “Thank you.”
She heads upstairs to shower and look presentable before heading over to her house, it’ll give her enough time to gather her thoughts and think about what she’s going to say. Once ready, Daisy headed to her car. She sat in her car and could’ve sworn she could smell Jemma’s perfume lingering. She took a deep breath gather her courage. She drove and parked in the front.
“Okay, you can do this Daisy.” She tried to psych herself up.
She got off the car and stood in front of the door. Maybe she should’ve brought flowers she thought. Daisy knocked on the door and waited. Her hands were sweaty and her heart was thumping wildly in her chest but Bobbi had planted a seed of hope with in her and if she could make things right with Jemma she was going to try.
Fitz opened the door and glared at her. Daisy opened and closed her mouth in attempt to say something but she was not ready to deal with an angry best friend.
“You better fix this.” He threatened before walking inside and leaving the door open.
Daisy walked in and headed towards Jemma’s room. She knocked on the door. When no one answered she opened the door. She spotted Jemma on the bed reading a book, glasses on her face and if Daisy wasn’t so nervous she would stand there and watch her for a while longer.
“Jemma.” She called as she walked into the room startling her. The pained expression on Jemma’s face when she looked at her broke Daisy.
“Daisy, I can’t do this anymore.” Jemma muttered as she put down her book and took of her glasses. She stood up and crossed her arms but refused to look at Daisy.
“I know.” She said softly as she moved closer, causing Jemma to look up. “I’m tired of pretending.”
Jemma looked shocked at Daisy’s confession but Daisy came here to fix this. It’s all or nothing. “I don’t think I ever was pretending. I like you Jemma. Like really, really like you.” She breathes out and holds her breath. “And I’m so sorry for last night I didn’t mean for it to come off that way. I’m not exactly good with words and I just want you to know that being with you was not a joke or meaningless and I really like you, I’ve already said that haven’t I. I’ll just stop talking now.”
Daisy took a deep breath and waited. She watched as a smile slowly formed on Jemma’s face. “What are we, in second grade?”
“Huh?”
“Because I really, really like you too.” Jemma closed the distance and pressed their lips together.
merry christmas eve!
To: @strangelypensieve Hello! I hope that you like this fic, I took it from a Christmas prompt and I hope this is fluffy enough for you! And hey, we have been following each other for some times, so I’m glad I’m writing to a follower I know :) Merry Christmas, and if you’re not celebrating Christmas, let me say, Happy Holidays!
“I get caught with one of my friends under the mistletoe and you literally sprint from across the room to shove them out of the way and take their spot” AU
Daisy takes a sip from her eggnog and look all around the base, there are happy faces everywhere. Most of the people gather at the base to have a small Christmas celebration and there are happy faces everywhere. There is one particular face that she has been looking for the entire time but she is not there. Daisy huffs and takes another sip off her eggnog. She is kind of excited to spend Christmas with the team since they are making some “Secret Santa” event and she got Jemma’s name and she had prepared a special gift for Jemma. They have been through hard times these year and Daisy feels Jemma deserve some happiness. So she has prepared a day full of activities for them and in the end of the day Daisy plans to tell Jemma about her feelings for the past 4 years. Daisy is nervous but excited at the same time, so she keeps looking for Jemma and it turns out Jemma is not there.
“Hey everything alright, Tremors?” Mack nudges her and Daisy realizes she has been spacing out.
“Everything’s great Mack, at last we got some peace and quiet,” Daisy replies.
“Ah yeah, that’s right, it means you can get your some of your own peace and quiet,” Yo-Yo suddenly appears between them, winking to Daisy.
“Wait, since when are you here? And what do you mean?” Daisy crinkles her eyebrows.
Yo-Yo smirks at Daisy, “I see that worried face you make looking for Simmons, and don’t forget that I’m fast, I know things you are too slow to know,” she grins as Mack puts his arm around her and chuckles.
“Forget it you guys,” Daisy shakes her head, “it might not happen,”
“Stop saying that. Everyone knows about you two,” Yo-Yo says as she sips her beer.
“What? Nothing happened between us,” Daisy shrugs but she looks a bit surprised. Mack then smiles, shaking his head, “Tremors, if you could just see the way she looks at you and you look at her, you two are meant for each other, I’m not being a cliché but knowing your history, damn, I don’t even know how you two are not together by now,” Mack pats Daisy’s shoulder. Yo-Yo grins and punches Daisy’s shoulder playfully because Daisy is starting to blush.
The encouragement from Yo-Yo and Mack are helping Daisy to be braver in telling Jemma her feelings. She smiles a little and she walks around the room to chat with other operatives, getting to know the people outside the team. Right when Daisy is talking with Agent Koenig, she spots Jemma entering the room from the corner of her eyes and she is talking with Bobbi, her eyes so bright and full of expectations. Daisy bet they are talking about some biological development on the alien organism from Maveth. Daisy wants to directly go to Jemma and just talk with her, hearing about newest development of some organisms or newest chemical toxin from aliens, she doesn’t care as long as she can watches Jemma talk about things she’s passionate about. However, Agent Koenig doesn’t seem to catch that Daisy has lose interest and he keeps on ranting about his twins and their Christmas family traditions. Daisy tries her best to nod and smile at what Agent Koenig says and then she looks that Jemma and Bobbi are approaching some mistletoes that hanged over the ceiling of the base. Daisy panics, seeing that Jemma is blushing at what Bobbi says and Bobbi putting her arms around Jemma. No, she can’t let that happen. She interrupts Agent Koenig, “Sorry Bill, I think I need to pee, had to much eggnog, catch you later bye!” Daisy starts to sprint, finding her way through the people gathering in the room. Jemma and Bobbi are almost at the mistletoe and they have not realized it, Daisy hopes that they won’t so they don’t have to kiss. Sure, it’s a tradition, but who knows if both parties enjoy it right?
Daisy runs as fast as she can, trying not to knock out the champagne glasses or people that are scattered around the room, laughing and talking with each other. She dodges Coulson that is talking to May, causing them both to shake their heads looking at Daisy sprinting around the room. Daisy can hear Yo-Yo shouts, “RUN, DAISY RUN!” at her, she chuckles and she will actually give Yo-Yo credits for her Flash reference, but now what matters most is stopping Jemma and Bobbi from kissing under the mistletoe.
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Meanwhile, Jemma feels very happy since she can talk with a person who actually understands new topics she has been dying to talk about. She beams at what Bobbi says and it turns out that they both have the same opinion about certain things regarding xenophobia. She doesn’t realize it but then Bobbi stops suddenly to tie her shoelace, Jemma immediately bumps toward Bobbi, but Bobbi is fast enough to keep them both from falling down.
“Sorry,” Bobbi says, “ shouldn’t have told you I’m tying my shoelace, we got so caught up on these new policies,”
“It’s quite alright Bobbi,” Jemma grins, “I’m just happy that at last there is someone I can talk to about this that seriously understands and can give more opinions about it,” she continues, “not that I’m complaining about my audience,” she trails off.
“Hmm, Simmons,” Bobbi raises her eyebrows, “I think I know who would like to listen to your crazy rants but did not understand a thing you said,” she bursts out laughing.
“What? How? I am not implying to a certain person,” Jemma blushes, her nose scrunching.
“I think everybody knows, Simmons,” Bobbi winks.
“About what?” Jemma tilts her head slightly.
“Your so-not-little crush toward Daisy,” she smirks triumphantly at Jemma and Jemma blushes very hard until the tips of her ears are also red.
“No,” Jemma responds, “i-it’s not, w-wait, I-I don’t know!” she waves her hand frantically.
“Okay here, let me tell you, I think she really likes you, for these past years I ‘ve seen the way you look at her, and hell, when I heard the story about you two being the last one remaining against the LMDs, and how she swore to get you out of this place,” Bobbi continues, “it is fucking crazy and I think she loves you, Simmons,”
Jemma’s jaw drops as she processes what Bobbi says, thinking that she misheard what Bobbi says she shakes her head and she is only able to get out a word, “What?!”
“Urgh, you’re so dense for a person who have god knows how much PhDs! I’ll just show you,” Bobbi takes a few step and Jemma follows her, and then Bobbi looks up, Jemma also looks up.
“Okay…?” Jemma looks at Bobbi awkwardly.
“Mistletoe means we should kiss right? It’s the tradition?” Bobbi dares her, her eyes are mischievous.
Jemma is super-confused but she just goes with it, “Y-yes, sure,”
When Bobbi starts to pull her closer suddenly Bobbi is shoves off her spot and Daisy is in front of her. Her eyes expecting and she is breathless, catching her breath in between grasping Jemma’s hand. “Mistletoe!” Daisy exclaims. Jemma then smiles giddily, cupping Daisy’s face, leaning in and pressing her lips toward Daisy’s. The kiss lasted for a while, Jemma does not know how long but she just feel that it is perfect, and she does not care if the whole base is directing their eyes toward them, she got Daisy holding her, their lips connecting with each other. They pull apart and Daisy looks at her with a soft smile and red cheeks, then she turns toward Bobbi and offers her a hand to pull her up, “Sorry, but it’s my spot,” she grins cheekily toward Bobbi. Bobbi takes her hand and gives her a fist bump, “You owe me one, Johnson!” Daisy just laughs as she drags Jemma’s hand to move to a more private place. Yo-Yo and Mack raises a glass toward Daisy, Coulson and May smile contently looking at them, Fitz is in the corner of the room giving them thumbs up.
“So…” Jemma starts to speak as soon as they get to a more private place.
“So…” Daisy answers, pulling Jemma closer to her, “do I need more mistletoe to kiss you, or what?”
Jemma blushes, “I don’t think so,” she answers confidently, grinning as Daisy kisses her again, then Jemma pulls apart and says, “It’s not like I was the one who sprints across the room to kiss somebody right?”
It is now Daisy’s turn to blush and she smiles sheepishly, “I thought I can wait ‘til I give you your Secret Santa present, but after all the things happening I just don’t think I should wait, I love you Jemma,” she says sincerely, “I have been in love with you since I see you on the first day I was transferred to the Bus, and I never stopped, the problem is I have been too much of a coward not to tell you,”
“Daisy, you do not know how many nights I’ve wished you say that to me,” she feels her eyes watering, “I love you too, Daisy,”
They pull apart to catch a breath and Daisy takes out her present and gives it to Jemma, “Merry Christmas, Jemma” she smiles sweetly, kissing Jemma’s forehead.
Jemma caress Daisy’s cheek as she leans in to give a peck toward Daisy, “Merry Christmas too, Daisy” then she continues, “By the way, did you quake Bobbi a little while trying to shove her?” she asks curiously.
“Well, hey, I’m not The Flash! I am not that fast!” Daisy sticks out her tongue and intertwines their finger together. Jemma laughs at Daisy’s response and guiding her back to the room to celebrate the ‘proper Christmas event’ until the end. They both walk hand in hand to the room with a big smile, beaming at each other. For now, they are happy and content.
Thank God For Bublé
To: theydecidedtocallmefake
Merry Christmas from your Secret Santa! I decided to go the fluff and Christmas route for this gift, so I hope you enjoy it!
From: sad-trash-writing
http://archiveofourown.org/works/13123359
a beautiful sight, we’re happy tonight - A Skimmons Fanfic
Characters: Daisy Johnson, Jemma Simmons
Relationship(s): Daisy Johnson x Jemma Simmons
Rating: Gen
Summary: Daisy plans a winter-themed date for Jemma with a special gift to happen at some point.
Tags: Established relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff
For @freaoscanlin from your Skimmons Secret Santa! I hope you enjoy this fanfic as much as I enjoyed writing it!
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Daisy smiles at the little girl still staring longingly into the case. “Which one do you think my friend wants?”
Jemma smiles faintly at the terminology, though there’s a part of her that wishes that Daisy had used a different word to describe her.
So what if Bobbi had been right about the real reason for her daily visits? So what? A woman has the right to pine away in peace while eating a cupcake she doesn’t even really want, doesn’t she?
Happy Skimmons Secret Santa Day! This fic is for the wonderful and amazing @reachedthebitterend who I was lucky enough to be able to write for this year! Darling, what would the Skimmons fandom do without you?! You are fabulous and I can only hope that you enjoy this fic. For some reason I really fixated on the “cupcakes” part of your letter so…enjoy some cupcakes with a dash of pining and a hint of saving the day. Happy holidays!
