#bakshimmons

[ozhawkauthor]

holy shit I just had a brain explosion thingy

so Daisy wakes up in the Framework and discovers that she’s with Ward (and hopefully we will see her sprinting back into the bathroom to barf into the toilet, because that’s the reaction that plot twist deserves)

but what if Jemma wakes up in the Framework... to discover that SHE is married to BAKSHI???

[cinnamon-lady24]

6 bakshimmons

Tipsy kiss

(within the History Changed universe)

He’s drunk at a Christmas party and if Jemma weren’t already completely aware of how trashy Bakshi is, that would’ve been the moment that she became certain. Honestly, who did shit like that? It was just… pathetic on so many levels, the most prominent being that the most concentrated liquor in the building was in the range about seven or eight percent. And yet Bakshi has managed to get drunk and he’s making his way toward her, his lips shining from, Jemma has to assume, spittle.

And she has to admit he’s attractive. Jemma is trying not to lie to herself, at least. Hopefully, it’ll be enough to let her be a honest person when she gets to leave all this HYDRA mess. His jaw is greyish from stubble and his hair has become tousled at some point in the evening, so he’s got an almost Marlon Brando kind of vibe going. And he’s tall and broad shouldered, which have always been things that make her swoon. But he’s a creep and she knows it, but he looks handsome enough right then - with his jacket in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, his tie untied and the top button of his shirt undone, his cheeks a little flushed from drinking - that Jemma feels somewhat inclined to ignore her better instincts and let him take her home that night. She’d get good intel from it, at least, as experience has shown.

When he gets about a metre from her, she takes an instinctive step back. Unfortunately, Bakshi still hasn’t mastered the concept of personal space and so he just keeps going until his tie is brushing her jumper as he leans forward.

“Look up, Dr. Simmons,” he whispers and, yeah, there it is. That eye-stinging breath from too much booze. He points up with a pale, slightly trembling finger and she glances up, grateful to break eye contact. She only barely holds back a sigh as she sees what’s above them. “Mistletoe.”

“Fine,” she whispers and tries to move up to press a brief, dry kiss to his lips, but Bakshi takes her face between his hands and, before she can close her mouth, just goes for it.

Bakshi isn’t a fantastic kisser at the best of times - at points too forceful and too timid - and the addition of alcohol really doesn’t help. As he breaks away from her, she ducks her head and wipes her mouth on the back of her hand.

“What is wrong with you?” she hisses and Bakshi just smiles at her, running a thumb over her cheek. “God - !” She pulls away and heads to the door.

Her mother had always been right about men being like stray cats: you give them a little bit of what they want and they bother you for the rest of your damn life.

Send me a number and a pairing and get a kiss! (already requested: 2, 6, 7, 12, 13, 15, 19)

[stitchyarts]

a festive Bakshimmons commission for @perletwo ! <3

[meangreenlimabean]

Point me to one person that's not pissed at Coulson! He should retire and let Mack take over! But about that Bakshimmons fic! Tell me about it! Did you loved it as much as I did? Cause that fic was what got me into the ship!

I’ve seen some people cheering for Coulson and what he did but I try to avoid them. Mack should just be in charge of everything from now on. He’s the only one who doesn’t seem to enjoy the violence and is able to keep a level head!

Bakshimmons all the way, count me in. I adore when Simmons is portrayed as not quite the “good girl” she tried to appear in season 1. Anyone that tightly laced is hiding a wild side.

[meangreenlimabean]

I promise you'll love the fic! It's so well written and with quite a few steamy parts! Plus it has skyeward on the side soooo....

Sharing this in case anyone else would like to enjoy:

All One Can't Imagine (But Happens Anyway)

[perletwo]

Agents of SHIELD: Bakshimmons OTP Shenanigans ficlet

Title: A Probing Question

Author: perletwo

Fandom: Marvel’s Agents of SHIELD

“Ship: Jemma Simmons/Sunil Bakshi

Disclaimer: Don’t own. Just playing.

from this prompt list: “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

The question hung in the air between Jemma Simmons and her erstwhile HYDRA boss Sunil Bakshi.

"...I lost a bet," Bakshi said finally, with all the dignity he could muster while shackled, naked, to her headboard. Simmons continued to scowl waspish disapproval at him, so he added, "to Dr. Whitehall."

"Ah. Well. No wonder you couldn't get out of it." One corner of her mouth quirked up slightly. "So to speak."

"First off, I'm no welscher," he snapped, indignant, then flinched when Jemma stepped up to the edge of the bed.

"Seckle down, 'm just checking out the damage to my furniture," she muttered with a smirk.

"Glad to know your priorities are in order, Miss Simmons." Bakshi rolled his eyes, but forced himself to relax when her attention did settle on the chains' fixtures. "Second, there's a camera streaming this to his computer, so you might give your course of action here some real consideration."

"Think I've got something that'll prise this out," she mumbled under her breath, then stepped back, hands on hips and lips pursed, and studied the man on display before her.

"So tell me." Jemma's smile and voice were tinged with smugness. "Which of us did your Dr. Whitehall intend for this little prank to embarrass the more? Me? or you?"

[perletwo]

Agents of SHIELD: Bakshimmons OTP Shenanigans ficlet

Title: For the Cause

Author: perletwo

Fandom: Marvel’s Agents of SHIELD

“Ship: Jemma Simmons/Sunil Bakshi

Disclaimer: Don’t own. Just playing.

set just after s2e08, "The Things We Bury" 

from alloftheprompts Prompt List #381: unusual level of commitment

Jemma Simmons couldn't quite suppress the flinch when her patient's hand crept up to close around her wrist. The fingers of her other hand twitched, aching for the gun tucked at the small of her back.

"Peace, Miss Simmons. I only want a word," her patient rasped. HYDRA agent Sunil Bakshi released her wrist, and she forced herself to relax. The poison was out of his system now, but after all he was still too weak from its effects to overpower her.

"Something the matter? If you've any symptoms you haven't already mentioned -" Jemma broke off as he shook his head.

"No. Unless worries are a symptom." She kept silent, giving him the hard eye until he only mostly suppressed the urge to squirm. "It's just - It was something she said -" He broke off into a small coughing fit, and took the cup of water she offered.

"Yes?"

"...Is there a way you can tell if someone's been brainwashed? Or, I don't know, is still brainwashed?"

Jemma raised an eyebrow. "I'm surprised you don't already know of one, being somewhat of an expert in the field and all."

Bakshi shrugged. "I know what brainwave patterns look like when programming is successful. But without a baseline for comparison, could you tell?"

She considered, continuing to cast a gimlet eye upon her patient. "What is all this in aid of? Who said what that set this off?"

"Morse. She said - she implied that Whitehall might have - made me compliant, and programmed me to forget undergoing the process." Jemma nodded.

"And that meant something to you," she finished. "Did it trigger something in you? A memory, a flashback, that makes you think -"

"No. No!" He cleared his throat, sipped water again. "Not the way you mean. I just - it made me look back, suddenly. At who I was before HYDRA, who I've become since. I mean, I can't deny it - she's right, Morse is, I do present an...unusual level of commitment to HYDRA. And the fact is, before I met Dr. Whitehall I was always an opportunist, a mercenary. Never a joiner or one to buy into some cause or another."

Bakshi spread his hands wide. "And now look. How far gone am I ? To do this to myself? Because it's the right thing?" He made air quotes around the phrase. "So I have to wonder. Did I get here on my own? Really?"

Jemma frowned in concentration, paced a few steps forward and back alongside the bed. "Fitz and I were noodling about with ideas along these lines when we were studying the Memory Machine," she mused, half to herself.

"You're right, it will be difficult to state anything conclusively without scans taken prior to your HYDRA indoctrination," she told him. "And it'll take us a little time to rig something up. But if we can, will you look at the results with me? Lend some of that expertise, help me interpret?"

Bakshi's eyes closed and his shoulders relaxed against the pillow.

"Absolutely. In theory, I should know the patient better than anyone, yes? And at least then I'll know something."

"I'll get back to you on this, then. Meanwhile just rest up." He nodded, and she turned, mind humming with ideas for a new wearable scanner band, and left to find Fitz.

NOTES: set just after s2e08, "The Things We Bury." It's my idea for the genesis of the brain scanner Simmons uses on Kara in s2e20 "Scars" to declare her free of HYDRA indoctrination.

[hithelleth]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sunil Bakshi/Jemma Simmons Characters: Jemma Simmons, Sunil Bakshi Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary: She should have known that her going undercover at HYDRA would end up being a disaster.

I was right about who wrote me this fantastic story! :D Again, thank you so much!