me during the 1st AND 2nd half of the finale:  👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

me @ the last 5 minutes: ah shit

a brief summary of 4x08:

  • fitzsimmons being on the same page and being cute ✔ 
  • the bust trio ✔ 
  • philinda ✔
  • slingshot and quake saving the day and being badass ✔
  • everyone: robbie no // robbie: robbie yes ✔
  • team work ✔
  • daddy coulson in action ✔
  • turtleman & yoyo kiss ✔
  • ending the episode with a happy shield family almost
  • what thE HELL????!!!!???? ✔ ✔ ✔ ✔ ✔ ✔

anonymous asked:

Thought there was something a bit weird about the way Jemma looks at Fitz (and how the shot clearly focuses on her reaction) when he's expressing sympathy about AIDA after she was shot. Was she just shocked that he didn't know Radcliffe had programmed her to feel pain? Or concerned that he's overly invested in her wellbeing even though she's an android? It was strange

Hi Anon!

This scene gave AIDA a lot humanity for me.  And Jemma’s first real exposure to AIDA in action.  FItz has been working on her for a bit but this is Jemma’s first chance to spend an extended period of time with her as far as we know.  And all Jemma saw was someone in pain.

My take on this is that Fitz didn’t know that Radcliffe has gone as far to program AIDA to feel and exhibit pain or if he did not the real extent he did so.  There is A LOT Radcliffe has been hiding from Fitz.   

Jemma knows FItz and knows that he would never do that to anyone or anything if he could avoid it.  He always focuses on the non lethal option when he can.  She knows he doesn’t see AIDA as a ‘thing’ like many others do but a ‘person’ that he has worked with and cares about.  She also just saved their lives not just seconds before but the day before in pulling Fitz from the other dimension.

Jemma doesn’t want to see anyone in pain either and in this case she can’t do anything about it.  The programming has to run its course.   

I see this small act of compassion and empathy with AIDA will have an effect on her.  And in AIDA’s mind solidify that Fitzsimmons see her as someone and not something.   She has now see Fitz lie to protect her (while others in Shield gave her up) and then be sorry/show remorse for her being in pain. 

Something else that I am watching is that AIDA seemed to take note of who calls her a “Robot” and who treats her as anyone else on the team.  

I’m an unabashed fan of Fitz and Simmons, largely because Elizabeth Henstridge and Iain de Caestecker never fail to absolutely crush it, so it was nice to see them both in more than 2 minutes of the episode.
Brace for the Worst

This is an early (and unbeta'ed) coda fic for 4x08– I have a lot of feelings to sort through.

Fitz was already halfway to slumber when he heard the key clicking against the lock. In the silence of their bedroom, he huffed a barely conscious sigh of relief, as he’d taken to do every time they both made it home safe. Ever since the day he spent trapped in a nightmarish interdimensional crawlspace, with Simmons gone and the void’s pull growing stronger, he caught himself bracing for the worst much too frequently.

The past few days had been especially strenuous. Fitz kept busy investigating the possible long-term destabilising effects of Eli’s divine experiment, under a kind of relentless public scrutiny he had very little patience for, while Jemma, requisitioned by May, worked on yet another project he knew next to nothing about. Whatever it was, it appeared to be sensitive enough to warrant a completely insane work schedule that kept her away from dawn to pitch black.

He tried not to be to embittered about the two of them being split up yet again, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t tempted to storm Mace’s office and give him a piece of his mind. A dozen times a day, give or take. They were supposed to be partners! How come everyone they’d encountered over the past twelve years had understood that, but he couldn’t–or wouldn’t?

Rolling onto his back, he listened to the comforting sound of Jemma walking around their apartment, her footsteps getting closer. When she finally entered the room, her silhouette almost indiscernible in the dark, he heard rather than saw her reach for her neatly folded pajamas on her side of the bed, before retreating in the direction of the bathroom.

“You can turn the light on,” he croaked, his voice rough with sleep. “I don’t mind.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she said from the doorway, before shutting the door behind her.

“I was trying to stay up,” he admitted. “Didn’t want to miss my chance to catch a sight of you today.”

The door opened again and for a brief moment, he could make out her face, regally impassive. He felt the same pang he always did when he first looked at her after some time apart– even after a 18 hour day, hers was still the most beautiful face he’d ever seen. Damn, he was lucky.

“How did it go with May?” he asked, rubbing exhaustion from his face.

“Oh, you know,” she gestured evasively as the mattress dipped with her weight. “We’re making progress, but time is of the essence.”

“You still won’t tell me what it’s all about?” Since she couldn’t see his pouting expression, he tried to infuse his voice with all the pathetic yearning he could muster. “I thought that, now you don’t have to take lie detector tests…”

“You’ll know all about it soon. I promise,” she said soothingly. “What about you? Did you have a good day, my love?”

Fitz felt his eyebrows hit his hairline. “My love?”

“Well, you are my love,” she said, her tone slightly quizzical.

“Well, y-yeah but– we– you don’t–” He chuckled awkwardly, surprised to feel himself blushing at the unexpected endearment. “Nevermind. You can call me whatever you want.” He reached for her, wrapping an arm around her waist, and frowned when she stiffened briefly at his touch. “Just– maybe stick to ‘Fitz’ around other people. So my natural authority remains intact.”

Silently, Jemma removed his hand from her body before she settled down to sleep. “You should probably keep your distance, Fitz,” she explained. “I think I’m coming down with something.”

The Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. cast, as well as the writers, have proven time and time again that the show excels most when the characters are dealing with things that affect them to their very core as a group. The most memorable moments in the show are when the team comes together, be it emotionally or physically, and tackles whatever issue or figure is tearing them apart from the inside. Now that Daisy is officially back, and the Director seems fine with keeping the OG agents as their own unit, the potential for arcs dealing with all of the fallout and ramifications of their shifted roles and dynamics is endless.

The show’s finest moments are when the gang is together as an ensemble and I can only hope that the bonds that have developed over the past four years will come back to the forefront, pushed forward by the momentum from this midseason finale.


Since AIDA is following the path of Madalena and is D’Dew-ing, I humbly propose this one to be AoS 4B’s theme. You know the tune. (If you don’t, then what are you doing? Listen to ‘Galavant’ and watch that show right now. 1000/10 would recommend.)

Way back– no, still not old
There was a legend told
About an LMD named AIDA
Square jaw and perfect hair,
So gorge, beyond compare!
There was no LMD like AIDA

Loyal, plus every other handy value
Her modus op'randi shall you
Never see anywhere else!
You try, rings any bells?
Nope, ‘cause ain’t none like AIDA

This bot we’re talking ‘bout
Wasn’t meant to be out
Doctor Dadcliffe gave Fitz one big dilemma
“Let her learn,” that he said
“It will be fun,” he said
It also meant Fitz’d gotta lie to Jemma
Dang! We thought a big, huge fight will happen
‘Twixt FitzSimmons. We did all strap in
But were we dreaming or what?!
Jem saw the lovely bot
And knew she’s not human, our AIDA

One tiny problem soon would arise
Fitz, Coul and Rob got trapped in 'nother dimension
AIDA read the Darkhold in the den of spies
And saved all the poor doomed men
By building portals, then
She went evil (not by intention)

Which brings us to 4B
Arc of the LMD
The focus now is on mad science and AIDA
'Poor’ Melinda May waits
Unconscious, of all states
(Shall we see May v. May again, with AIDA?)

Can a girl hope, sans fear of dis'ppointment,
For true awesomeness - the point meant
By all of us, you and I,
As we wish time would fly
'Til we see agents and AIDA