anonymous asked:

Skimmons + candy corn

Jemma’s not surprised when she follows the low moaning noise to the living room and finds Skye curled up in a ball on the couch with an empty bag of candy corn.

“I told you to save some for the trick-or-treaters,” she says.

Skye glares at her and upends the bag of candy. One little pouch of orange pieces falls to the floor.

Bending over, Jemma picks up the bag, pulls it open, and pops them into her mouth.

“Mmmm, this are pretty good in small amounts,” she teases.

Skye lets out a snort of amusement. Luckily, being sick to her stomach hasn’t robbed her of a sense of humor.

The doorbell rings, and Skye looks at her empty bag with horror.

“Do you think we can pretend we’re not home?” she asks.

Jemma shakes her head, “There’s a bag of Snickers in my purse.”

Skye whines, “Snickers are my favorite.”

“I know, that’s why I hid them.”

cocochanelk asked:

Could you write a fic about Skye being sick and mama may taking care of her?

I’m all about the Mama May! I adored this prompt, so thanks for giving it to me! I hope you enjoy!

It started with the sniffles. That’s how it always begins. At first, it isn’t noticeable, just irritating. Little sniffs here and there. Your nasal passages progressively get more and more clogged, to the point where you can’t breathe through it.

That was how it began for Skye. Her nose was felt funny when she woke up in the morning, but she wrote it off as dust, or something trivial like that. In a world of spies and gifted individuals, there were far more important things then awkward-feeling noses.

By the end of the day, she sat with a box of tissues by her side as she worked. Every few minutes, she snatched up another one and blew, a loud, honking noise that attracted more than one curious look. Hunter actually laughed at her, and she kicked him in the gut.

The following morning, Skye was greeted with a rough, hacking cough the moment she opened her eyes. It made her throat raw and her chest ache. She was granted a few minutes of peace before another one wracked her body.

“Awesome,” she mumbled. “Just awesome.”

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