Mar 21, 2015
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theengineer-fitz
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First name: Taylor // Nick name: Marie // Age: 18 // Gender: female // Sexual orientation: heterosexual, I think // Nationality: American // Relationship status: too busy // Likes: film, angst, FitzSimmons // Dislikes: poorly written plots, bad acting, people who make it seem like the film industry is impossible to break into // Random fact: knows sign language (ASL)
Wow! I’m really impressed that you knew all this about me! You got all of them correct except for two - I happen to be seventeen at the moment, but I will be eighteen in less than a month. I also identify as demisexual (I’m not entirely sure, but I’m pretty sure I fall somewhere under the asexual spectrum). The rest of it is pretty much dead on… especially the fact that I am too busy for a relationship!
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Jemma didn’t have a moment to process what was happening as she stumbled backwards, her back colliding with the solidity of the wall. If she did have the ability to form a comprehensive thought, it probably would have made sense. There had been an unusual amount of subtext in the words she had been saying to him, and she had actually managed to flirt with him for a while, an astonishing fact within itself given her inability to flirt in past experiences. However, she simply had been trying to determine if he had any of the same feelings as her without verbally saying anything that could demolish their carefully constructed friendship.
That was not at all the reaction she had been expecting… but she certainly was not complaining either.
Her fingers gripped at the back of the collar on his shirt, desperately trying to find something, anything, to hold onto as he guided them back and against the wall. Jemma arched her back against it, leaning into him, and kissed him with just as much insistence as he had initiated it with. After a while, she was forced to pull back for a moment and satisfy the burning need for oxygen, and, rather breathlessly, she asked, “What was that for?”
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ur fave is problematic: theengineer-fitz
evelyn
*looks at relevant post* “is this fitz is this me who knows???”
Evelyn
angst »» reader’s happiness apparently
EVELYN
2 kind 4 u
EVELYN
is pretty but whatevs
theengineer-fitz
It was the tonality of her words that got to him. He’d known her too well for too long to forget what the different notes of her voice meant. They were as varied in range as the keys on a piano, and he memorized a long time ago what each octave applied to. That one in particular, he’d never thought he’d hear applied to him.
Part of him still said he should walk away. She made her decision when she left, and he could make his, too. He could leave her hanging. But he’s not even angry about it anymore. And he could never be that…catty towards her. And he didn’t actually want to hurt her, anyway. He wanted to stay. He wanted her to be saying what he thought she was saying. Her hands that remained on his shoulders altered his thinking so that it wasn’t even a decision at all. He was having trouble processing.
Words were failing him, so he hesitated before leaning forward and very gently kissing the wrinkle between her brows, trying to get it to smooth out. “Can we call a truce?”
His voice was quiet.
By this point, everyone who had been around kind of realized that something rather significant was happening between Fitzsimmons, and they filtered out with muttered excuses, probably to meet up somewhere else to finish the celebration. The only ones who remained behind were Mack and Bobbi, and they were having a quiet and rather serious conversation in the corner of the room that had all of their attention.
Jemma closed her eyes contently as she felt his lips pressed against her forehead, and she unconsciously leaned into the contact. She remained rather confused on how exactly he felt towards the situation, but it reassured her that he at least didn’t want her to leave. At the proposal, a nearly silent sigh of relief escaped her lips, and the crease between her eyes eased. "Yes, of course."
After a few moments, she opened her eyes, searching his for a few moments. She hadn’t seen him, properly seen him, in months, so it was comforting to take a few moments to just reassure herself that he was still okay and the same Fitz she had grown so fond of. When Jemma finally spoke again, her voice was hardly a whisper, and her gaze fell to the ground. "I've missed you so much."
"3, 2, 1..." (couldn't resist)
Send “3, 2, 1…” for a New Year’s kiss from my muse.
theengineer-fitz
The clock was ticking down to midnight, and the team was throwing a small party in the compound to celebrate. The group didn’t often celebrate much, but they figured a marker of surviving another year was worth acknowledging and appreciating.
Simmons couldn’t help but reflect back upon the previous year as the final hours trickled down to minutes. To say that just about everything had changed would be quite the understatement; she had become accustomed to near-death experiences, learned how to effectively lie without raising suspicion, and grown used to no longer being half of Fitzsimmons or having a best friend.
But 2015 was approaching, and she didn’t want things to be the same. Jemma longed to let Fitz know about how she felt towards him, a conclusion she had come to after much contemplation, so when the clock struck midnight, she did something she never imagined she would have the courage to do. She drew him close to her and kissed him.