God Help the Girl

                   She needs all the help she can get (but she’s stronger than you think).

A Team Biochem project, created as part of The FitzSimmons Network’s Engineering vs Biochem event.

Artwork: @leggy–peggy
Song Arrangement: @fitzsimmonsinthetardis


Track Listing:

  • God Help the Girl - God Help the Girl | There is no way I’m looking for a boyfriend / There is no way I’m looking for a scene / I need to make some dough / I’m a working girl, you know.
  • Running with the Wolves - AURORA | I walk alone, I’m everything / My ears can hear and my mouth can speak / My spirit talks, I know my soul believes / But we’re running out of time / Oh, all the echoes in my mind cry.
  • Keep Your Head Up - Ben Howard | I saw a friend of mine the other day / And he told me that my eyes were gleamin’ / Oh I said I had been away, and he knew / Oh he knew the depths I was meanin’ / And it felt so good to see his face.
  • I Want to Hold Your Hand - T.V. Carpio | And please, say to me / You’ll let me hold your hand.
  • Alive - Sia | I had a one-way ticket / To a place where all the demons go.
  • Little Bird - Ed Sheeran | But if I kissed you / Will your mouth read this truth / Darling, how I miss you.
  • Human - Christina Perri | I can hold my breath / I can bite my tongue / I can stay awake for days if that’s what you want / Be your number one.
  • She Used to Be Mine - Sara Bareilles | She’s imperfect but she tries / She is good but she lies / She is hard on herself / She is broken and won’t ask for help / She is messy but she’s kind / She is lonely most of the time / She is all kind of mixed up / And baked in a beautiful pie / She is gone but she used to be mine.
  • Never Be Like You - Flume ft. Kai | I’m only human, can’t you see / I made a mistake / Please just look me in my face / Tell me everything’s okay.
  • Cosmic Love - Florence + the Machine | I took the stars from my eyes and then I made a map / And knew somehow I could find my way back / Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too / So I stayed in the darkness with you.
  • I Am the Doctor - Murray Gold ft. The BBC National Orchestra of Wales | Instrumental.
  • Hold My Hand - Jess Glynne | I’m ready for this, there’s no denying / I’m ready for this, you stop me falling / I’m ready for this, I need you all in / I’m ready for this, so darling, hold my hand.
  • All I Ask - Adele | If this is my last night with you / Hold me like I’m more than just a friend.
  • Wherever You Will Go - Charlene Soraia | If a great wave shall fall / It’ll fall upon us all / And between the sand and stone / Could you make it on your own?
  • Dark Blue - Jack’s Mannequin | If you’ve ever been alone in the dark blue / If you’ve ever been alone, you’ll know.
  • Please Don’t Say You Love Me - Gabrielle Aplin | Just please don’t say you love me / ‘Cause I might not say it back / Doesn’t mean my heart stops skipping when you look at me like that.
  • Ready to Lose - Ingrid Michaelson ft. Trent Dabbs | It’s the heart in you / I know it in my bones / That made me change direction when I thought better off alone / Say it one more time / Tell me you are mine.
  • Colors (Stripped) - Halsey | I hope you make it to the day you’re twenty-eight years old / You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise / You’re spilling like an overflowing sink / You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece.
  • Rescue - Yuna | Yeah, she’s got a light in her face / She don’t need no rescue and she’s okay / Yeah, she’s got life in her veins.
  • Pluto - Sleeping at Last | I woke up from the same dream / Falling backwards, falling backwards / ‘Til it turned me inside out.
Ten Sweet Kisses

I was tagged by these two lovelies: @leggy–peggy and @grapehyasynth. You guys are ridiculous (but also the best sometimes). 

10 Fictional Characters I want to make out with: 

1. Leopold Fitz

2. Leo

3. Turbo

4. Mishka

5. Mr. Fitz

6. Fitz

7. Fitz

8. Fitz

9. Fitz

10. Fitz.

I know.

I’m not even sorry. 

Just trash. 

And this took a bit longer than necessary. 


Here you go: @topdeckandtoblerone, @inevitablyfitzsimmons, @tenpointstohufflepuff, @superirishbreakfasttea, @msdevindanielle, @helloagainsarahjane, @tashonix, @theskyefalls, @nerdlove4thewin, and @jemmasimmonsy. :) 

leggy--peggy  asked:

OKAY so these prompts are #176 Why won’t you ever just let me all the way in? (*chants* angst angst angst (or not, your call)) and #263 You’re my favorite muse (fluff fluff fluff fluff). :DDDD

Heheheh, thanks for the prompts Izzy! :) The first one isn’t strictly angst per say (I tried, I promise!) but it is hurt/comfort in nature so maybe that counts as a type of angst? (clutching at straws, I know lol) Hope you enjoy! <3 

#176 Why won’t you ever just let me all the way in?

Jemma frowned when she felt a buzz in her pocket. Sneaking a look at the notification her eyes widened - her mother knew she would be in class and would only text if it was important. She waited until Professor Vaughn’s back was turned and pulled out her phone.

Jemma, sorry to tell you this way but Gran has passed away. I didn’t want you to have to find out from someone else. I love you and will call you as soon as your classes finish xx

It was like someone had knocked all of the air out of her, simultaneously crushing her heart.

“You better put that away before he notices,” Fitz gently bumped her shoulder as he whispered in her ear, the sudden awareness of where she was hitting her like a sledgehammer.

“Right, right,” she jumped slightly and shoved her phone back in her pocket, feigning concentration on the whiteboard. But she couldn’t, and it was only moments before she zoned out again.

Her remaining classes passed in a blur as she shuffled from one to another. Somehow she was managing to keep up conversation with Fitz and answer as required, her well practiced emotional walls working hard. It was the result of building those walls so high - she dared not show any weakness, least of all at the Academy after working so hard to get there.  

Finally her last class was over and she brushed Fitz off before heading to her room as quickly as she could manage. She was barely inside when her mother called, though they didn’t talk long; the conversation mostly on her mother’s side. There wasn’t much to say - she wouldn’t be able to attend the funeral and there were still months until classes finished and she could fly home for a visit.

Jemma ended the call and leant back into the couch, staring at the wall. There was a heavy weight on her chest and for the first time in her life a numbness in her brain. She tried to think of happy memories like her mother had suggested but they wouldn’t come. Instead all she felt was an overwhelming emptiness. She was still sitting in the same position an hour later when a knock at the door startled her.

“Oh, Fitz! Hi,” she pasted on a bright smile and a chirpy voice as she opened the door slightly.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

“Uhm, not right now, I’m busy,” she tried flimsily, attempting to push the door shut as the hard knot of emotions in her stomach threatened to escape.

“I saw the text,” he said gently as he put a hand on the door to stop her from closing it.  

She looked at him mutely and stumbled backward as he stepped forward and into her room, shutting the door behind him.  

“Why won’t you ever just let me all the way in?” he said softly.

“Because I-,” her speech faltered. Why couldn’t she? Fitz was the only person in the world who understood her, the only person with whom she could let down her armour. He moved to embrace her, lip quivering as the last bastion of defence before his arms curled around her and she folded, a strangled sob escaping her throat before the tears flowed freely.

They stood like this for some time, his arms wrapped tightly around her before his voice broke the silence. “Do you want me to stay?”

She nodded against his shoulder and broke their embrace, though she was still too stunned to move. She hadn’t even noticed that he’d moved away until he tugged at her hand.

“Come on Jemma,” he led her to the couch and sat so that she could curl up against his side. She dimly registered that Doctor Who was playing quietly in the background as he pulled a blanket over them.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked.

She shook her head. “Maybe later,” she croaked, throat hoarse.

“Okay,” he agreed, stroking her shoulder until she fell asleep.

#263 You’re my favorite muse

It had been a long day in the lab, Fitz hard at work on yet another idea he’d had for Coulson’s prosthetic hand. Unfortunately the new prosthetic was far from cooperative and he had fried countless circuits trying combination after combination.

“Come on Fitz, give it a rest for a while,” Jemma called from the doorway of the lab. She’d left hours ago after tiring of his grumping about, though clearly had come back to check on his progress, or rather lack thereof.

He sighed and rolled back in his chair. Jemma was right, as usual, it was time for a break - especially now that he was at a standstill.

Fitz followed her through the hallways of the Playground to their shared bunk and promptly collapsed on the bed. Jemma clearly had other ideas though as she stripped to her underwear and clambered on top of him, kissing him fervently.

He was interested, very interested, but try as he might Fitz couldn’t get his brain to slow down, potential solutions zipping around like lightning while all his baser instincts fought to get him to concentrate on Jemma. Then suddenly her hand moved lower and she did that thing with her tongue and his mind went pleasantly blank and - oh!

“Oh, I’ve got it!” he stopped kissing Jemma, the solution clearly in his mind.

“You’re not seriously going to do this now?” Jemma gave him an incredulous look.

“No, no, I just need to write it down,” he rolled out from under her excitedly. “You - stay!”

Fitz moved to his desk, hurriedly searching for pen and paper before bending slightly to furiously scribble his idea down. He heard a soft sigh behind him - no doubt Jemma was enjoying the view.

Idea safely stored, Fitz turned back to Jemma. God she was gorgeous. She had rolled onto her side, leaning forward with a hand out in front of her as her eyes roamed him appreciatively.

“You’re my favourite muse,” he breathed.

Her eyebrows shot up in amusement. “Come here and tell me all of your other favourite things about me.”

He eagerly obliged, shrugging off his clothes and moving over her to lavish her with attention, his mind now entirely focused on her.

Hours later, limbs entangled and one hand clasping the other, Jemma tilted her head to look at him.

“You know, Fitz, I am always available for inspiration,” she smirked slightly.

“Good,” he said simply, tugging her onto his chest to kiss her anew.

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