YOU KNOW YOU’VE REALLY FUCKED UP WHEN YOU SHIP YOUR CANON MUSE WITH AN OC.

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YOU KNOW YOU’VE REALLY FUCKED UP WHEN YOU SHIP YOUR CANON MUSE WITH AN OC.
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"Sorry, what the hell did you just say to me?"
A Girl's Life || anotherfitzsimmons & thebiochemiss
"Arabella?" Jemma called for her daughter from the stairs. "Daddy is going to leave soon - come down and say goodbye." she turned around to her husband, Leopold Fitz, and smiled reassuringly. "She'll come down soon." she told him and gave him a light kiss in order to get him to calm down. "You'll do fine." she said trying to convince that he would safely return. The work for S.H.I.E.L.D. could be dangerous sometimes even for an engineer like Fitz.
"I'm going to be fine, Jemma." he cupped her face and sent her a smile that reassured her that he would be fine. "Besides you girls are going to have fun without me." he chuckled and looked at his watch. He had to go soon, but she knew he would not leave without saying goodbye to their daughter.
∞ - added verse
Older verse - tagged "Still Standing"
Intended for use when interacting with next generation AoS/Marvel characters
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◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised ((Curious to see mama Simmons. c:))
SEND MY MUSE ONE◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruisedanotherfitzsimmons
With a few gentle knocks on her daughter’s door Jemma announced her arrival into the other’s room.“Hi sweetie, how was school?” she asked as she opened the door finding her daughter curled up on her bed.“You want some tea?” she continued before sitting on the edge of the bed “no… thanks” The answer were only a muffled sound and Jemma frowned slightly. Was there something wrong with Arabella?
“Are you sick?” she attempted to place a hand on the girl’s forehead, but the other tried to escape.“Arabella” Jemma chuckled softly thinking her daughter was just messing with her and moved to the other side of the bed to get closer to her daughter. As she moved so did the girl in the bed with her arms covering her face. Now Jemma was concerned and sat down on the bed beside her daughter and gently tried to force her arms open.
✔:A plot you would love to play out with your character
[[Another? Hmm, I'd love a wing!fic au where Sam was given permanent wings after a mission gone wrong, and one of his friends have to help him get used to having extra appendages, and sometimes he takes(whomever helps him) out for a flight like he used to with his old EXO-7 but only it's different, because actually wings. Which are obviously falcon wings. :D ]]
@anotherfitzsimmons has entered the lab
"Arabella?" Jemma looked up hands buried in a mixture between homemade slime and alien blood. "What are you doing here?" she asked her daughter wondering who had let the other inside.