So I was going to hold off on posting this, but...
…we seem to be in desperate need of some Fitzsimmons lately, so here’s some minor angst that becomes like ridiculous fluff.
AND LET ME JUST SAY THIS NOW: I know trauma doesn’t just disappear or heal in matter of days (and honestly, it probably doesn’t even here, it’s just swept under the rug a bit), but let’s be real, this show has never been great at acknowledging trauma. This is really just a way I’d like to possibly see the season end (not that I think we’ll actually be this lucky, like ever), so I’m writing it their way, skimming over the aftermath to get back to the action, as it were.
Okay, with that all out of the way, here’s some major Fitzsimmons post-Framework fluff. Enjoy!
He was exactly where she’d thought he’d be, exactly as she’d
feared; one step into their bunk, and Jemma sighed softly at the sight of Fitz
curled up on the far edge of their bed, his shoulders hunched and his back to
her. The weight he unfairly carried on his shoulders seemed to weigh on him
physically, dragging him down and making him utterly miserable, and Jemma fought back the surge of anger that flared
hotly in her chest – anger at the cause of all of this, no matter how just, was
not what he needed just then.
With that in mind, Jemma softly closed the door behind her,
crossing the small space to perch on the end of the bed. “Fitz?” she prompted
His shoulders rose and fell on a heavy sigh, and Jemma’s
heart ached at the brokenness clear in the single sound. She scooted across the
bed until she was right behind him and carefully laid a hand on his shoulder.
He tensed slightly at the touch, but didn’t shrug it off or pull away, and
taking that as a good sign, she cautiously leaned forward to rest her cheek
against his back, between his shoulder blades.
As her arms looped around his midsection to hold him to her,
she whispered soothingly, “It’ll be alright, Fitz, we’ll make it alright.”
Simon gets the surprise of his life when his roommate, Baz, asks him to
pretend to be his boyfriend. Everything is going according to plan until
the line of what’s real and what isn’t starts to blur, and they both
have to make a decision.
According to Baz, all we needed to do to convince everyone was: have lunch together, hold hands, wait for each other after classes and just keep looking at each other. And everyone bought it, just like he said they would.
It’s been a few weeks since this whole fake relationship started, and It’s weird how easy it is, to have him near me all the time, always touching me in some way. Surprisingly I think Baz would be a good boyfriend, if this was real.
We often come to the library together, like today. It’s funny how Penny just bonded with him instantly, will he still be friends with her when this is all over?
Baz starts gathering his things, I know he has violin classes today. “See you later, ” he tells us, and kisses me on the neck before getting up.
From time to time he kisses my cheek, or my neck. I should probably not let him near my neck since he’s a vampire, but he never did bite me in all these years, so I don’t think he’ll do it now.
The first time he did it, I wasn’t expecting it, so I just stared at him until he rolled his eyes. I was never kissed like that, maybe it’s because he’s a boy, or because he doesn’t like me. But it always feels like it means something.
Whenever he does this sort of thing in front of Penny, it makes her happy for some reason. I want to ask her why.
“Stop looking at me like that, it’s embarrassing” I tell her instead.
“What do you mean Simon?” she whispers.
“You know what I mean.. It’s just a kiss” and it’s only on the neck, Baz hasn’t kissed me on my mouth yet, will he do it sometime? Will I let him? Will it be different than the few kisses that I shared with Agatha? Everything else feels different with Baz. I need to stop thinking about this.
“Sorry I can’t help it, I’m just happy that you finally found someone that you actually want to be with.“ she tells me, and I wonder what would she think if I tell her the truth.
It scares me out how easily me and Baz do this, how we fit together and how all of it it’s fake.
Moffat, as we all know, wrote (and writes) Doctor Who episodes. Two of his best characters are Vastra and Jenny, and if you haven’t watched the show…they’re John and Sherlock. But in a relationship and both women. Vastra is tall, brooding, dark and mysterious on the outside but incredibly caring on the inside, and Jenny is her Boswell - the show has even said that they were the ones to inspire Conan Doyle to write the Sherlock Holmes stories when they went back in time. Vastra and Jenny are canon female versions of John and Sherlock - And they’re married.
Um so I was parked outside of my friends house and I was waiting for her since she was walking her dog, and I told her to bring him by my car when she was done.
But she was like “nah I’m cold and sweaty” and I was in the process of typing “bitch” when my friend in the car with me was like “Hey isn’t that her?” And I looked up and see this blur and she was SPRINTING back to her house with the dog. And I screamed and jumped out of the car and bolted towards her like football player style, head down and arms swinging and then SHE screamed and her dog was half running with her half pulling towards me with his tail going WILD as she sprinted away and I think she realized pretty fast that I was determined to pet her dog because she stopped running and I could just hear my friends still on my car fuckin DYING throughout the entire scene but whatever because I got to pet a dog