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FitzSimmons+Perthshire+baby+fluff!

This is my Fitzsimmons Secret Valentine fic for @karasimmons, I hope you like it! It's a soulmate au in which you can see every colour except the colour of your soulmate's eyes, oh, and it's also set in a university. (a bit random I know) It's been really fun being your valentine, and it'd be nice to keep talking if you like! I'm really sorry about not doing the Ghost Whisperer AU, but when I was researching it, it seemed really interesting and I can definitely see the similarities between Fitz and Jim- you said you'd be interested in maybe writing it someday and I think you should give it a go, 'cause I read some of your fics and you're an amazing writer, seriously. Anyway, here's the fic <3

Jemma Simmons would be lying if she said she hadn’t wondered. After all, she’s a scientist, she’s meant to wonder, and how could you not when- supposedly- there’s someone out there who’s perfect for you? So, yes. Jemma wonders about them a lot. She wonders about what they look like, what they sound like, where they’re from. Will they be friendly? Do they like science? (She hopes so.) She wonders about the colour she’s never been able to see. She wonders about how it’ll feel to be able to see it, to be able to see blue, what it’ll look like in her soulmate’s eyes. But most of all, she wonders about when she’ll get to meet them. ‘Don’t worry,’ Daisy assures, when Jemma not-so-casually brings up the topic of soulmates up again. They’re sitting together on the grass, various books spread out in front of them, open but forgotten as they soak up the rare September sunshine. ‘You’ll meet them eventually,’ she continues, ‘and it’ll be worth it when you do.’ There’s a soft, somewhat dreamy smile on her face and Jemma can’t help but smile back; a few months ago, Daisy would’ve given her an eye roll and a well-meaning but slightly cynical comment. She, unlike Jemma, had never been that bothered about finding her soulmate… until she met them, in the summer. The comfortable silence is broken suddenly by the sound of Daisy’s ringtone. Her smile widens as she sees the name on the screen, and she answers the call. ‘Hey, Lincoln.’ Lincoln… Lincoln is great, and Jemma is incredibly happy for them both, really, but she can’t help the bitter jealousy that she feels sometimes, rising up in her like an evil spirit. She swallows the feeling down, annoyed at herself. She knows she’ll find her soulmate eventually. And, hey, she’s only been at university for two weeks, there’s still a chance that she’ll find them here… She’d just have to be patient.

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Apparently, Jemma Simmons is not as good at being patient as she thought. She knows, she knows that a lot of people don’t find their soulmates until adulthood… but she also knows that it’s just as common to find them at university, and she had been so confident that she’d find them there, (she’d felt so ready to meet them, to see this new colour) that now, a month and a half later, she isn’t quite sure what to do with herself. Daisy notices her gloomy mood, and suggests taking a walk to take her mind off of things. The breath of fresh air helps, until she looks up at the sky and sees nothing but a dull grey. She’s used to it, of course, but the rush of curiosity and longing she feels is as strong as ever. ‘Daisy?’ Her voice is quieter than she expected; there’s a wistful tone to it. Her eyes are still drawn to the atmosphere above her. ‘Mm?’ ‘What… what does it look like? The sky?’ Daisy shrugs. ‘I dunno. Big… blue…’ She laughs. ‘Sorry, that probably doesn’t help.’ ‘Uh, no, it doesn’t.’ Jemma laughs, too. ‘But, really.’ She presses. ‘What is blue like?’ ‘I don’t… I mean, it’s a pretty colour, I guess, but- we’re in England, Jemma, the sky’s usually grey anyway, so you’re not missing much!’ Jemma smiles at that, and the conversation moves on, but she still can’t help wondering. Wondering about the colour she’s never seen and the person she’s never met.

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Jemma rushes outside, grateful for her freedom after a long day. She lets her mind wander, absent-mindedly letting her legs wander, too- right into someone walking in front of her. Cheeks burning, she turns to look at them and apologise, and… Woah. She’s met with a startling gaze, and suddenly she’s drowning, drowning in those eyes and the beautiful colour of them. She can’t look away, and wow, Daisy was so wrong earlier, she’d been missing so much- how had she gone her whole life without this colour? Jemma notices suddenly that the owner of the blue eyes is blinking back at her with the same awe and curiosity that’s in her own gaze. She extends her hand and attempts a friendly smile. ‘Uh, hi!’ They say in perfect unison, and laugh. ‘Wow, that was weird,’ Jemma says, slightly awkwardly. ‘Almost like we were… psychically linked or something!’ ‘Yeah…’ He smiles back. It’s a small, nervous smile, but Jemma can tell that it’s genuine and it warms her heart. ‘I’m, uh, I’m Fitz. Oh, um, Leo Fitz, but just Fitz is okay.’ ‘I’m Jemma Simmons.’ She can’t help her voice sounding slightly breathless as she speaks. ‘Wait, you’re-?’ Fitz’s brow creases in confusion for a moment, before he laughs again. ‘So you’re the one who’s been beating me in every Chemistry test!’ And then they’re both laughing, laughing at nothing, laughing because they’ve finally found each other and it’s wonderful.

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons, Leo Fitz & Jemma Simmons Characters: Jemma Simmons, Leo Fitz Additional Tags: FitzSimmons - Freeform, AOS, tfsn, thefitzsimmonsnetwork, The FitzSimmons Network, Leo Fitz - Freeform, Jemma Simmons - Freeform, Academy, academy au, koenig - Freeform, shes-an-oddbird, Valentine - Freeform, Art AU, science AU Summary:

With graduation approaching, a mandatory art class throws a dent into Jemma Simmons Valedictorian goals. In a case of 'I have what you need,' two rivals try and figure things out. __________

Though surprised and amused by the notion of Mr. Fitz perusing a volume of Romantic poetry, Jemma did not tease. Instead, lifting her face to the sky, she spoke fervently. “Oh, but things as they are have beauty enough to satisfy anyone, if one sees them rightly. Look at the heavens, Mr. Fitz, are they less glorious for moving across the sky in orderly and predictable patterns? Are flowers, because they bloom every spring? Are babies, because women have had them for all history?”

At this last she glanced at him, suddenly aware that she had broached a forbidden topic in her enthusiasm. Rather than dismay and disgust, however, his eyes reflected only softness, and his slow smile reflected her own wonder. “No,” said he, sounding slightly out of breath in his turn. “No, the world as it is is nearly too beautiful to bear sometimes.”

Continue reading The Sun and All the Stars on Ao3.

Ooh, interesting. You definitely haven’t given too much away, in fact I think I have more questions than answers! Do you mean what do I think she does, or do I like her..? I’m fairly neutral on her as a person, but I do like her (and her storyline with May punched me straight in the heart).

As for what she can do/her role - I like the multiverse theory that is floating around, along the lines of like, she can see into different universes. I also symbolically like the idea of time not being fixed, that we make our own futures, but I don’t like the idea of Fitz being wrong about something he believes in so strongly (at least, not without addressing the level of mindf*ckery that entails, although they have left a door open to say that it wouldn’t be much.) But if, given the prompt, you’re thinking something along the lines of FS seeing into their future or seeing a variety of potential futures, I would be down for that.

I guess one thing to be wary of with this sort of thing is that I don’t typically enjoy child-based storylines. I love domestic fluff and stuff, and weddings holy dang do I love weddings, but bringing children into it doesn’t grab me (and sometimes puts me off). I’m just not particularly interested in fics around pregnancy, childrearing etc. I have enjoyed my fair share of them don’t get me wrong, but generally it’s not my thing. Bringing Robin up intrigues me re: what you’re going to do with this though, so if you want to include a bit of Domestic Bliss ™ amongst some other stuff I could go for that too :)