honestly, this has been on my mind for a while, but I think there are some people I need to… not distance myself from, but sometimes, often, I’m more excited about a friendship than the other person is and it just creates this weird feeling of imbalance. I don’t know if that sounds weird, but when I was a kid I was first bullied and later I had to really put an effort into making friends with people, I was rejected a lot (I assume because I was a girl, but I acted like a boy, because later when I started hanging out with boys this all got easier) and I don’t want to put myself in that situation again. this isn’t a critique of anyone, it’s alright to not be super enthusiastic about a possible friendship, and that’s probably exactly what I have to remind myself of: it’s ok if people don’t want to be ‘besties’ with me and I don’t have to try to convince them of otherwise. I’m already extremely introverted so, in short, I think what I’m saying is that I want to focus my energy on the people who are openly wanting to be good friends with me.

Side By Side - a daemon Academy AU

Rating: Mature                 Chapters: 12.5 / 20
Relationships: Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons
Additional Tags: Academy Era, Alternate Universe - Daemons, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, POV Jemma Simmons, Daemon Touching, Light Angst, Pining, Slow Burn, Best Friends, FluffSharing a BedBullyingMisunderstandings 

Summary: When Jemma Simmons and her lion daemon arrive at SHIELD Academy, they don’t really find anyone that interesting - except, that is, for Leopold Fitz.

[A/N: This is a chapter I’ve inserted earlier in the fic, because I wanted to depict Jemma finding out about Fitz’s dad.]

From this inserted chapter 12.5:

Although her mum and Altair had left the house early to spend the day with friends, Jemma’s dad had decided to treat her and Fitz to pancakes, much to Jemma’s excitement and his shyly enthusiastic thanks. As the three humans ate, the dæmons lounged beneath the table, Caedmon occasionally popping his head out to sneak a bit of pancake or sausage from Jemma’s fork.

At the end of the meal, though, her dad reached for the teapot at the same time that Fitz went for the syrup jug, sending the latter crashing to the floor in a dozen pieces.

“I’m sorry,” Fitz stammered, sliding to his knees on the floor and ducking as Jemma’s dad stood to get paper towels. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, I’ll get another –”

Her father barked out a laugh, striding back from the kitchen and handing down a couple wetted sheets along with the paper roll to him. “That,” Jemma’s dad said, giving her a knowing smile, “was a present from Jemma’s great aunt Rosemary. Dear woman, terrible taste in dishes. This is much better than having Kaiya accidentally knock it out of the dishwasher.”

On his knees, Fitz stared up at her dad, eyes abnormally wide and ears tinted pink. “Oh,” he muttered, shoulders relaxing.

Read chapter 12.5 here.


I was trying not to spoil it for myself but I caved and dl’d the ~secret~ concert and am in the process of listening to it and like…not saying the four tracks they released are bad by any means but I REALLY hope some of these other songs get a chance to be singles + get a video because there are some legit quality bops with depth on here