Skimmons Reunion!

Agent Tripp, Jemma Simmons, and Leo Fitz were standing around the room island talking, or rather Tripp was talking to Jemma. He was sporting a charming smile and the scientist was laughing at some joke the agent made while Fitz looked on with suppressed jealousy and distain. However, no matter how invested in the conversation Jemma seemed to be it was obvious that she was distracted. Despite contributing to the seemingly flirtatious conversation and smiling it was easy to tell that something else was on her mind as she looked toward the door every other second. The guys brushed it off as her just being her normal distracted self, the past few weeks had been heart wrenching and difficult for all of them and everyone was on edge. 

Tripp said something sweet and Jemma giggled, he smoothly gave her a little side hug whilst simultaneously addressing Fitz who had just made a fuss over something in order to change the subject. The scientist smiled as they bickered but continued to look calmly at the door. A few moments later while the men were enveloped in their little argument, the door opened. It opened so silently that if you weren’t looking directly at it you probably would not have known what was happening and thankfully Jemma was paying full attention. 

She took a short breathe as it opened and she still couldn’t see who was about to walk in. The guys looked over finally when a Jemma laughed to see Skye walking through the door. She looked a considerable amount older than since the last time they had seen her. Jemma slipped away from Tripp’s arm and ran towards the door, Skye’s face brightened and she dropped the bags she was holding.  

A moment late they had their arms wrapped around each other, Jemma buried her face in Skye’s neck. The agent’s voice came out muffled and broken through the scientist’s hair. 

“I’ve missed you so much, Jem.”

She nodded and then held on even tighter to the scientist. The rest of the team, including Coulson who was just behind Skye, stared silently as if they had just walked in on a private moment until Tripp looked back at Fitz with a stunned face and the engineer threw his arms up. 

“Do you believe me now?!”

Tripp didn’t reply and instead looked back, corrected. 

Coulson slipped past the women, trying awkwardly not to disturb their moment and walked over to where the guys were standing attempting to look anywhere but at the embracing women. 

Jemma knew that everyone else probably wanted to see and talk to Skye but for once in her life she just didn’t care. And Skye hadn’t even tried to pull away so she wasn’t letting go, she knew that everyone else was there but as Skye pulled her close, they all disappeared and Jemma forgot about every obligation that she had for the rest. She kept her face in the agent’s neck, breathing in the familiar and comforting scent. 

“I’m really sorry if this is out of line, Skye, but I’ve just missed you so much and with everything so uncertain and I’m just not going to miss anymore opportunities.”

“What do you --?”

Jemma let go and put both hands on the agent’s face before kissing her lustfully. Skye’s initial shock faded quickly and she kissed back, both of her hands tangled In the scientist’s hair. As far as they were concerned they were the only two people in the world. Fitz cleared his throat uncomfortably and Skye put a hand up to tell him to be quiet as she continued to kiss his partner.

Skye pulled away slightly, still smiling and their lips still touching, Coulson had ushered the guys out of the room and left the women alone. 

“I’m okay, Jem. We’re okay.”

“I wouldn’t call being trapped on a plane with a bunch of extremist lunatics with guns ‘okay’”

“Yeah but I’m not there anymore, I’m here with you. And--”

She grabbed the scientist’s hand and twirled her around before embracing her again. 

“I don’t plan on going anywhere for a while.”

Jemma looked at the other woman with intrigued attention.

“Sometimes, Skye, I cannot believe that you’re mine.”

The agent laughed and planted another kiss.

“Well, believe it ‘cause I’m not going anywhere.”

Skye let go and walked to the kitchen area, despite being of good spirit’s the scientist could tell that she was tired and was just putting on a brave face for her. Skye plopped her bag the island and began to rummage through it completely unaware that Jemma had left the room in a hurry and instead continued to talk. When the scientist returned Skye had pulled out a bottle of champagne that she had apparently picked up on the way there.

“You know, Jem I was thinking.”

She poured the liquid into two glasses and covered the top of the bottle.

“We should go to Paris… Or Rome just someplace Romanti--”

She turned around to see Jemma standing stiffly with her hands in her pocket looking at the ground. 

“Jemma, what’s wrong?”

Simmons took a deep breathe and looked up with forced bravery even though she looked terrified.

“This-- This just keeps happening Skye.”

Skye was beginning to looked scared herself.

“With you being taken away from me and then almost dying. I try to be calm and strong because I know I said that I wanted to keep our relationship away from the team. But the truth is, I just can’t do that anymore. I can’t take the idea that you could have died without knowing how much I love you. With all of these maybes in our relationship. So--”

She paused and took another breath 

“I know this is brash but it’s all or nothing these days. We’ll always be in danger, it’s just our lives but I just want you to know that you always have somebody to love and trust who is waiting for you to come back and-- and the same for me. For both of us. So, um--”

Jemma clumsily got down on one knee, nearly falling on the floor and looked up at the agent before pulling a ring box out of her pocket and opening it to reveal a simple and beautiful diamond ring.

“Skye, I love you more than anything. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. Will you Marry me?”

Skye, who had already started getting emotional halfway through Jemma’s speech, stopped for a moment in shock before taking one of the glasses of champagne and downing it in one drink. She took a solemn step forward and Jemma’s face went pale in the silence.

“Yes. Yes!”

Skye dropped to the floor and took the ring before practically falling in the scientists arms. She kissed her, 

“A million times yes!”

They held on like that on the floor for a while, both of them smiling through the tears and giggling every once in a while. After a little bit a familiar Scottish voice cut through the moment from the other room.

“Did she say yes?”

They laughed at the random and disembodied voice.

“She said yes, Fitz!”

There was a pause.

“I want you to know that I helped pick out that ring!”

The women laughed and then helped themselves up from the floor. Jemma kissed her now fiancé one more time before taking her hand and leading her to the other room with the rest of the remaining team. Skye stopped for a moment and slipped the ring onto her finger before continuing with her fiancé.   

Skimmons Movie night!!

“I’m gonna go give this scumbag to May, Okay, Jem? I’ll be right back”

Skye pulled the Hydra agent by the handcuffs and made her way to the van that was parked outside to take him away. They had tried to take him in peacefully but after he pulled a gun and tried to escape, Skye had no choice but to use force. It was evident now that the man regretted his decisions as he continually attempted to wipe the blood from hid broken nose on his shoulder. Jemma, who was standing on the other side of the criminal, looked at him distastefully as she typed a few things for the report on her I-Pad/

“Okay! I’ll meet you on the bus”

Simmons leaned over the defeated Hydra agent and gave Skye a peck on the lips before smiling and walking away.  She looked after the scientist with a blissful look on her face as she stood with the man. 

“She’s cute.”

The man said dully. Skye kicked his shin and pushed him forward, finally out of the trance. 

“Shut up, you don’t get to call my girlfriend cute”

He grunted but then complied. She dropped him off at the van and then made her way back on to the bus where Jemma was waiting. She walked into the kitchen and stopped as the scientist turned around with her hands behind her back. Jemma, despite her normally innocent nature, grinned deviously. 

“Everyone is out for the night and we have the entire bus to ourselves tonight.”

Skye walked a little closer and put her elbows on the table.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

Skye raised an eyebrow insinuatingly. 

“I think so. Movie night!!”

Jemma laughed and pulled her hands from behind her back revealing the little packets of microwavable popcorn. She jumped up and down a few times and Skye, who admittedly had not been thinking the same “G” rated thing, couldn’t help but giggle at how adorable her girlfriend was when she was excited. She shook her head sweetly. 

“Ye-es that’s exactly what I was thinking. You get the popcorn and I’ll get the bed ready?”

She said with a laugh. Jemma nodded excitedly and turned around to fix the snack. Skye smiled and looked back at her girlfriend for a second before turning back around and heading for the sleeping area. She wanted to make it special so instead of settling for the Blankets and pillows that they had together, Skye improvised a little and made a round through the rest of the bunks, collecting the unattended pillows and soft things from the rest of the team. ‘Nobody would care, right?’.

She carefully piled everything into the small cozy bunk and arranged a small space for them to lay down so by the time Jemma had arrived, Skye had created a plush nest. It was actually a bit chilly on the bus so Jem giggled and crawled in under a few layers of blankets followed by Skye with the laptop. Given the situation, the laptop was going to have to be their big screen T.V. 

Skye was actually expecting Jemma to pull out a chick-flick but apparently when she said “Movie night” she actually meant “T.V show marathon”. She told the scientist to pick whatever she wanted and she picked a show that Skye had never seen before. It was a Sci-fi show that was apparently about some kind of alien in a blue box that could travel through Time or something. Skye was lost by the middle of the first episode. Probably because she couldn’t keep her eyes off the scientist during the show, she had her eyes glued to the screen and would make an unique little expression for every plot turn that happened. Jemma occasionally attempted to explain what was happening and sometimes she would even lean forward with wide eyes. Skye smiled every time Jemma laughed and focused even more on her face. She eventually leaned over and snuggled under the scientist’s arm, looking at the screen in the first time in a while, even though she had no idea what was going on. Jemma put the bag of popcorn aside and wrapped her other arm around the agent. Effectively scotching down lower into the mounds of pillows until they looked like they were about to be swallowed up in them. Jemma spoke for the first time about something that was not the show. 

“Thank you, for watching this with me, I mean. I know you probably wanted to do something else but this is amazing. And I really appreciate it.’

Skye smiled and hugged the scientist tighter. 

“ No, I love this, this is perfect and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“I love you, Skye”

“And I love you. You “Doctor Who-vy-vy’”

“Whovian”

“Riiight”

Skye giggled and squinted at the screen.

“What the hell is that thing?”

“Oh, that’s a Slitheen” 

Skimmons Bar Fluff

“I’m so proud of you, Skye.”

Jemma Simmons smiled and lightly pushed away a lock of hair from the corner of the new agent’s eye. She blushed and looked down as the scientist kept her hand up, holding her face and looking at her sweetly. The team had gone to a relaxed bar in celebration of Skye receiving her badge but after a while of goofing off with the rest of the team, Skye and Jemma ended up in a corner booth as the atmosphere relaxed around them. No one would have been able to hear them however they ended up leaning very close to each other, practically whispering every word. They both had a small glass in front of them but since they had already had a little to drink, the cups weren’t picked up much and instead they focused their energy on the little intense moments that happened more and more as they whispered. This was the first time the actual cause of their being there was brought up and Jemma stared intently at Skye as if trying to convey just how proud of her she was. 

“I’m serious, you don’t understand just how proud of you I am.”

Skye was finding out that when Jemma had alcohol in her system, (Aside from having the most adorable little British slur) she became rather emotional and Skye made a point not to mention sensitive topics such as the scientist’s parents, even in passing, again since Jem had nearly started crying the first time. 

“Thanks Jem, that means a lot, it really does.”

Simmons leaned back and took a little sip of her drink, suddenly looking down and Skye realized how much she wanted the feel of the scientist’s fingertips on her cheeks again. So she leaned forward a little bit more. 

“Jem?”

“Yes?”

“You alright?”

“I suppose… I just… Well, I’m very proud of you, it’s just..”

“Yeah?”

Jemma leaned forward again until their foreheads were nearly touching and she continued in in whisper that only Skye would have been able to hear. 

“Well.. It’s just, you’ll be careful, won’t you?”

“Yeah. I’m always careful.”

“I know, but as a Shield agent, well, things might get even more dangerous and I just worry about your safety.”

Their heads were now lightly touching and they remained in a pose that would suggest that they were kissing, however, their eyes were wide open and intent on the conversation.

“I know it’s silly, I just..”

“It’s not, Jem.”

She paused for a few moments, thinking over her next word’s carefully.

“I never really had a family until now, now I have you and I have the rest of the team but when I was younger I really didn’t have anybody. Because of that, I never really cared about the consequences to my actions, I mean, it was always like ‘So what if I died’ right?”

She stopped as a tear rolled off her cheek, apparently she got a bit emotional with alcohol, as well.

“So, hearing you say that.. Means everything to me and I’ll try my hardest to always come back to you, Jem, you know I will because--”

Skye’s voice broke slightly and she closed her eyes for a moment before continuing.

“Because I know you’ll be waiting for me.”

  “Jemma wiped away the tears from the agents face and smiled even though she couldn’t stop the tears either. Skye laughed a little ruefully.

“I’m sorry, I guess the alcohol--”

Jemma smiled and shook her head slowly causing the other woman’s to follow in the same pattern. 

“Don’t apologize.”

Jemma lightly pressed her lips to the agents and Skye closed her eyes as the warmth of her girlfriend’s lips overtook the vulnerable emotions that were pouring through her as she emptied her heart out to the scientist. She opened her eyes again as Jemma pulled away just enough to talk.

“But I will hold you to that promise.”

“Do you promise to always be there when I come back?”

“I do.”

They mutually felt as if they had just made wedding vows and Skye smiled, their lips still nearly touching.

“You may kiss the bride”

Jemma complied and they both closed their eyes as they relished in each other’s taste, their hands slowly making their way to the other’s bodies. 

“Yeeaaah! Lesbians!”

They both jumped and gasped as the drunk man practically collided with their table. He had a bottle of beer in one hand and a phone in the other, his breath reeked of constant alcohol and he had a horrible five o clock shadow. Skye got immediately angry and sat up.

“What the hell, man!?”

She made to push him away but he grabbed her wrist and held on, Jemma was about to get involved when a single pale hand tightened around the back of the drunken man’s neck. He looked around, still giggling cruelly, he still had a hold of Skye’s wrist and Jemma looked as if she were about to break his fingers off but they paused waiting to see the damage that May would do to his ass. They were disappointed when she didn’t break every bone in his body and instead leaned over behind him and said something extremely quietly in his ear with a stone face. The girls watched as his eye’s widened in fear and the blood drained from his face leaving him looking pale and gaunt. Skye could swear that he started shaking as he obediently let go of her hand and backed away, dropping his phone and stumbling backwards through the door with terror in his eyes. 

The girls looked up at the older agent, a little scared themselves.

“What did you say to him?”

May gave them the faintest hint of a smile before she walked away.

“Something that will haunt him till the day he dies. Now enjoy the rest of the evening, I’m headed back. I don’t think anybody else will bother you”

That was an understatement, the entire bar looked like they had just witnessed witchcraft. The girls looked at each other with wide eyes before bursting out laughing. 

“She’s going to have to teach me that.”

Skye shook her head and took another drink, Jemma giggled.

“That is way to much power for one person.”

“Now where were we?”

Skye leaned over and kissed Jemma first this time, the first of many more to come that night

Ticklish Simmons Skimmons!

Skye sat perched on one of the back tables in the lab with her legs swinging back and forth as she watched the two scientists go about their jobs. This had become a habit for and it was amusing that she never got this amount of entertainment from her laptop. It was alright watching them do the science-y stuff but the reason she stayed was for the interactions between the two dorks. They had been working together so long that even their fights were placid bordering on plain humorous. Jemma was always professional when she was working while Fitz remained a total goofball even when working with dangerous elements and often Skye was thankful that he was genuinely a great scientist, otherwise they would have already blown up. However, even with that knowledge, Simmons often scolded him when he wasn’t taking their work seriously enough, it would roll right off him and he would continue with whatever he was doing. Jemma would scowl but then turn around to hide a little amused smile. 

Skye had always done this but now that her and Jemma were dating it became not only an entertaining experience but also a great way for her to spend time with the scientist since she was often stuck working in the lab.

Today they were working with machinery instead of chemicals and they were tinkering next to each other, saying orders in monotone and focused voices. Skye had already left and come back a few times since there wasn’t much room for conversation, but finally they were wrapping everything up and Skye smiled from her perch, hoping that Jemma would be able to leave early. Fitz broke into a juggling routine as he was putting some of the little tools away and Jemma obviously rolled her eyes as she organized the counter. Skye couldn’t help but laugh and Fitz smiled, encouraged, and he walked over to Jemma and poked her side lightly with what looked to be a wrench. The scientist switched her body sideways and took the wrench from the engineer.

“Stop it!” 

Fitz wasn’t phased and continued to poke her sides until they were practically running around the counters with Jemma shouting half giggled protests and eventually she stopped and put a finger up and stopped the engineer with a stern voice. 

“Stop it, Fitz I will tase you, don‘t think I won‘t”

She pointed to the taser gun on the counter and Skye could see a slight smirk on the scientist’s face through her own laughter. 

Fitz poked her a couple more times, looking like a hyped up five year old but retreated as she reached for the stunning device. 

Skye laughed and waited patiently as Jemma finished her work and got her stuff. She walked over to the counter, The agent leaned down and the scientist stood up on the tips of her toes for a kiss before they left the lab. They left to get something to eat and then the women headed straight for the bedroom. Jemma put her bags on the floor and practically fell on the bed with her eyes closed. Skye smiled before crawling on the bed on top of the scientist and sitting up with her legs around Jemma’s hips. She put her hands up and the agent took them gently looking down on her girlfriend with a little tilted smile. 

“You’ve been keeping something from me”

Simmons eyes opened and she looked up with a confused expression and tilted her head slightly on the bed.  

“What?”

“Yeah, something very important and something that I could’ve known a long time ago.”

“What ever do you mean?”

They kept their fingers tangled as they talked, moving with each word.

“Well, today, as I was watching you and Fitz in the lab, I used my acute observational skills to deduce….”

Skye leaned down and kissed the scientist while Jemma’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She let go of the other woman’s hands and placed them on Jemma’s waste before looking down with an evil grin. A look of terrified recognition came over the other woman’s face and her eyes widened.

“No”

“The great Jemma Simmons is..”

“No”

Skye leaned down and whispered playfully 

“Ticklish!”

“No”

“Yes”

It was already to late, the agent had already begun to tease her fingers up and down the scientists side and the normally composed Jemma shrieked with laughter and attempted to writhe her way out from under Skye. She continued tickling the woman mercilessly and Jemma rocked from side to side, wiggling herself away as she laughed. Eventually she made her way out from under Skye’s teasing hands and off the edge of the bed. She immediately got up as Skye followed her off the bed, her face was red and her hair was messy as she ran around the room giggling with Skye right behind her. Every time she slowed down Skye would catch up to her and tickle her until she evaded and moved on giggling. This continued for a while with the two women running around the room laughing until finally, Jemma changed her tactics and turned around, breathlessly and ran into Skye who stopped as her pattern was disrupted. The scientist put her hands on the other woman’s face and kissed her, even through her fits of giggles, Skye still stopped with her tickling and kissed back, wrapping her arms around Jemma’s waste. They backed up until they fell on the bed with Simmons on top of Skye. She stopped for a moment and smiled, defeated. 

“That’s not fair, you know”

The scientist grinned. 

“I know. But worth it.”

Skimmons Hub fanfiction

Skye leaned over the little sink in the bus, staring intently at the mirror in front of her with unfocused and red eyes. All she could think about was Jemma, HER Jemma, trapped in The Hub while she was safe back on The Bus. She ran a hand through her messy hair and when her fingers got tangled she harshly ripped them out, barely noticing the pain now creeping through her scalp. She slammed her hand down on the edge adding another ignored element of pain to her aching head and scalp. Her mind was racing between panic and worry over Jemma’s safety and multiple plans of rescue that although were passionate and daring, were also ill-prepared and foolhardy. But whatever, she thought, anything that would land Jemma Simmons, the best thing that had ever happened to her, back in her arms was going to have to do, no matter the consequences. 

With that thought, Skye pushed herself away and immediately went into the main computer room. Within a matter of fifteen minutes, she was standing in front of a huge collections of blueprints, personnel files, and security diagrams, in the corner of the wall, out of the way but still in sight was an I.D photo of Simmons. Her plans were detailed, at least she could say that, she efficiently cross-referenced all of the given elements and after a few roadblocks that left several items smashed on the floor she finally had a clear idea of what she was doing.  By the end of the hour she had drawn up a rather complicated but daring plan and she finally nodded to herself and convinced herself weakly that this was going to turn out okay. 

The pressure, however, that she was going to have to do this alone since she hadn’t seen anyone in a while was beginning to leave doubts in her abilities. That wasn’t going to stop her from doing though, alone or not, so she headed for the utilities closet and suited up. She packed a variety of hidden little tools and weapons within her black S.H.I.E.L.D uniform and after placing her hair up so that it wouldn’t get in the way, she opened the door back to the computer room gun in hand completely prepared to kick some major ass (Even if she wasn’t feeling that confident). However, as the door opened, she was surprised to see May standing on the other side, like her, she was in full uniform and was arming her weapon. Skye blatantly tried to hide her gun from the older agent who didn’t even seem to acknowledge her presence. Skye took a deep breathe. 

“I’m going after her, May.”

The agent never looked up and instead continued to check all of her personal equipment. 

“I Know. We’re going with you.”

“But--”

“This your plan?”

Melinda walked over to the board and looked over the layers of documents with little lines running between them.

“Um.. Yeah?”

“Hmm. Educated. However, Impractical.”

Still not looking at Skye, May took the little remote and began to quickly move pages around. She would glance, move and then erase the many forms of information, her eyes moving too fast for Skye to keep up with what she was looking at. Eventually all that was left on the wall was a single blueprint and the I.D photo of Jemma in the corner. May took out a red laser pointer and used it to specify her words. 

“We enter here. Extract here. And we exit here. Got it?”

Of course Skye ‘got it’ it was an extremely simple and straightforward layout however May’s timing was confusing her more than anything. 

“What about the equipment we’ll need?”

“It’s ready to go out front.”

“ May, I’ve been in here for, like, and hour and a half. Why didn’t you tell me what we were doing?”

“Well, I had to let you do something to keep you busy.”

Skye looked at May with a raised eyebrow debating on whether she should be feeling angry and confused or just confused. May looked at her sideways and then turned to face her with her arms crossed and she got the strained expression that she always has whenever she is trying to be sentimental or soft. 

“Look, I know what it’s like to have someone you love stuck in a dangerous situation. Sometimes fear can blind you and I let you stay here because it was better for both you and the rest of the team. It’s not that you would not have been helpful it’s just why put you through the added pressure when it wasn’t necessary.”

May’s face had softened and she looked more like a concerned mother than a cold, calculated agent. Skye nodded and quietly thanked the older agent, through all of the chaos that was raging through her mind at the moment she still took a moment to appreciate the fact that May had everything under control (Including her) from the very beginning.

“You ready to go.”

“Let’s do this.”

Meanwhile, back at The Hub….

Simmons stole herself away from everything happening for a moment, and in her situation that meant staring a wall for a little while. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and let it out only after a few moments. Yes, everything was messed up and yes she was in a lot of trouble but despite the situation she couldn’t tell whether she was more worried about herself or Skye. She knew Skye could take care of herself but what she didn’t want was for her to rush in guns blazing and get herself hurt in an attempt to rescue her girlfriend. However, for just a second, the thought made the scientist smile halfway touched that she knew that Skye would run through Hell to keep her safe and halfway because of the image of Skye that popped in her head as the daring adventurer hero like you see on the cover of romance novels. Jemma reached up and held onto the simple little heart necklace that Skye had given her before all of this had started, she rubbed it between her thumb and forefinger silently hoping that Skye wasn’t going get herself hurt… or worse.. Killed.

Thankfully, May’s plan went off without a hitch and by nighttime Jemma and everyone was safely back on The Bus. Skye who was a little bit behind everyone finally showed up and stood at the door. Jemma turned around and went straight to her, wrapping her arms around the agent and gently kissing her on the lips. 

“Awwww!”

Came the simultaneous and slightly mocking response from the rest of the team before they all wandered off to their own areas, leaving the women alone in the doorway. Jemma leaned back a little ways to look Skye in the eye.

“You’re my hero. You know that?”

“Weeell, I wouldn’t say ‘hero’ exactly.”

Skye chuckled

“It was actually May’s plan and expertise that got you out of there.”

“That’s not what I mean, Skye”

Jemma looked down, although still holding on to Skye with both arms, they had moved from the doorway and were now almost dancing in the middle of the floor. It took Simmons a few moments to continue, relationships weren't science not including the biological aspects and they were something that she still struggled to understand. She wanted to get her point across and she wanted it to come out correctly. Skye, knowing the person she was dating, patiently stayed silent as Jemma calculated. 

“Wh-What I mean is that while I was at The Hub, I never had any doubt that you would come and save me. Even if the rest of the team hadn’t been there, you would have stormed it alone and I never doubted it for a second. So much so that, in all reality, I wasn’t really that afraid.”

The two were now swaying back and forth to non-existent music looking quite fondly at each other. 

“Well, you would do the same for me.”

Jemma smiled and pulled out the tie in Skye’s hair. 

“I would.”

Skye twirled Jemma around to flourish that wasn’t there and then kissed her again before Jemma smiled and broke it off. She grabbed Skye’s hand and pulled her through the door and into a nearby closet. Skye grinned and then pulled the door shut.   

Mother's Day Post!!!!!!

It's a pretty well known fact that I am very close to my Mum, and when people ask me about that, when they wonder how I can be so close and love my Mum so much, I generally remind them that my Mum is actually just a great mother, an idea that many of people cant relate. It's pretty sad to think that not everyone's Mum is as good as a mother as my Mum, and I'm not talking "Love", most people can say that their Mom "loves" them, my Mum is actually a wonderful mother which believe it or not, is a very important aspect of our relationship. People brag all the time about how much their mother loves them but I am lucky enough to know that my mother also gives a crap about my life. Motherly love can be a shallow and empty thing but my Mum proves to me every day that she is genuinely a great mother who always puts me first.

It's always an entertaining story to talk about in my household for everyone to retell just how attached I was to my Mum when I was a baby. And it's funny because of how easily it can be compared to my relationship with her now. Maybe I don't stay with her all the time and cry when I have to leave but I certainly do put a lot of weight on always trying to remind my Mum that I love her. That's actually something that worries me a lot, I never like to drop off the map because even though I reminded my Mum that I loved her before I left, it's a priority of mine to keep reminding her until I get home safe. I worry a lot that my Mum doesn't understand how much I love her and how much I appreciate her, so, even though I fail a lot, I try to do as much as I can to remind her that she's always my favorite person and I wouldn't ever want a different mother.

I always like to compare my relationship with my Mum to Eve and Alex from The Mummy movies. That may seem a bit silly but It's actually quite accurate, I believe. First of all, Both my Mum and Eve seem to always be in control of the situation. There's been many times in my life when I thought that everything was horrible and out of control only to once again realize that my Mum had it handled the entire time and I was panicking over nothing. Secondly, Both of them are natural leaders who don't usually seem like they need any help getting what they need out of people. Also, of course, they're both incredible mothers and even though I've never been kidnapped by a crazed mummy version of Arnold Vosloo, I have no doubt my Mum would do the exact same thing to get me home safe. Lastly, based on the third movie, my relationship with my Mum is very similar to her's and Alex's relationship in "Tomb of the Dragon Emperor". I'm not always a lot like my Mum but I certainly crave her approval and am in a constant state of trying to make her proud. There is no one in this world whose opinion is more important to me than my Mum's.

I sincerely hope that my Mum liked what I could give her for Mother's day because I know that she deserves so much more and again, not because she loves me but because she just happens to be a wonderful mother. My Mum is the most important person in the world to me and I hope, as she's reading this, she understands that my opinion and love for her has not changed since I was a baby. I still need her and I still appreciate everything that she has done for me throughout my life. I still look up to my Mum and crave her attention the same way I did whenever I was a toddler most likely because I still see her as my hero, My Mama who always knows what to do.

I'm sorry if I made anyone jealous with this post, it's sad that not everyone can have a good a mother as I do but I suppose I must have just done something right in a past life to get mine. I don't encourage anyone to blindly love their mother since, from what I've seen, a lot of mothers suck So you can believe me when I say that nothing that I have posted here has been empty or exaggerated. I just have that  good of a Mum. I am a very lucky person to have a mother as caring and as hard working as mine and I hope that she always knows that because as hard as I try to remind her as much as possible, I still worry that she doesn't always know how much I love her and appreciate her.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, MAMA!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!

Skimmons Bar fanfictions

“I’m so proud of you, Skye.”

Jemma Simmons smiled and lightly pushed away a lock of hair from the corner of the new agent’s eye. She blushed and looked down as the scientist kept her hand up, holding her face and looking at her sweetly. The team had gone to a relaxed bar in celebration of Skye receiving her badge but after a while of goofing off with the rest of the team, Skye and Jemma ended up in a corner booth as the atmosphere relaxed around them. No one would have been able to hear them however they ended up leaning very close to each other, practically whispering every word. They both had a small glass in front of them but since they had already had a little to drink, the cups weren’t picked up much and instead they focused their energy on the little intense moments that happened more and more as they whispered. This was the first time the actual cause of their being there was brought up and Jemma stared intently at Skye as if trying to convey just how proud of her she was. 

“I’m serious, you don’t understand just how proud of you I am.”

Skye was finding out that when Jemma had alcohol in her system, (Aside from having the most adorable little British slur) she became rather emotional and Skye made a point not to mention sensitive topics such as the scientist’s parents, even in passing, again since Jem had nearly started crying the first time. 

“Thanks Jem, that means a lot, it really does.”

Simmons leaned back and took a little sip of her drink, suddenly looking down and Skye realized how much she wanted the feel of the scientist’s fingertips on her cheeks again. So she leaned forward a little bit more. 

“Jem?”

“Yes?”

“You alright?”

“I suppose… I just… Well, I’m very proud of you, it’s just..”

“Yeah?”

Jemma leaned forward again until their foreheads were nearly touching and she continued in in whisper that only Skye would have been able to hear. 

“Well.. It’s just, you’ll be careful, won’t you?”

“Yeah. I’m always careful.”

“I know, but as a Shield agent, well, things might get even more dangerous and I just worry about your safety.”

Their heads were now lightly touching and they remained in a pose that would suggest that they were kissing, however, their eyes were wide open and intent on the conversation.

“I know it’s silly, I just..”

“It’s not, Jem.”

She paused for a few moments, thinking over her next word’s carefully.

“I never really had a family until now, now I have you and I have the rest of the team but when I was younger I really didn’t have anybody. Because of that, I never really cared about the consequences to my actions, I mean, it was always like ‘So what if I died’ right?”

She stopped as a tear rolled off her cheek, apparently she got a bit emotional with alcohol, as well.

“So, hearing you say that.. Means everything to me and I’ll try my hardest to always come back to you, Jem, you know I will because--”

Skye’s voice broke slightly and she closed her eyes for a moment before continuing.

“Because I know you’ll be waiting for me.”

  “Jemma wiped away the tears from the agents face and smiled even though she couldn’t stop the tears either. Skye laughed a little ruefully.

“I’m sorry, I guess the alcohol--”

Jemma smiled and shook her head slowly causing the other woman’s to follow in the same pattern. 

“Don’t apologize.”

Jemma lightly pressed her lips to the agents and Skye closed her eyes as the warmth of her girlfriend’s lips overtook the vulnerable emotions that were pouring through her as she emptied her heart out to the scientist. She opened her eyes again as Jemma pulled away just enough to talk.

“But I will hold you to that promise.”

“Do you promise to always be there when I come back?”

“I do.”

They mutually felt as if they had just made wedding vows and Skye smiled, their lips still nearly touching.

“You may kiss the bride”

Jemma complied and they both closed their eyes as they relished in each other’s taste, their hands slowly making their way to the other’s bodies. 

“Yeeaaah! Lesbians!”

They both jumped and gasped as the drunk man practically collided with their table. He had a bottle of beer in one hand and a phone in the other, his breath reeked of constant alcohol and he had a horrible five o clock shadow. Skye got immediately angry and sat up.

“What the hell, man!?”

She made to push him away but he grabbed her wrist and held on, Jemma was about to get involved when a single pale hand tightened around the back of the drunken man’s neck. He looked around, still giggling cruelly, he still had a hold of Skye’s wrist and Jemma looked as if she were about to break his fingers off but they paused waiting to see the damage that May would do to his ass. They were disappointed when she didn’t break every bone in his body and instead leaned over behind him and said something extremely quietly in his ear with a stone face. The girls watched as his eye’s widened in fear and the blood drained from his face leaving him looking pale and gaunt. Skye could swear that he started shaking as he obediently let go of her hand and backed away, dropping his phone and stumbling backwards through the door with terror in his eyes. 

The girls looked up at the older agent, a little scared themselves.

“What did you say to him?”

May gave them the faintest hint of a smile before she walked away.

“Something that will haunt him till the day he dies. Now enjoy the rest of the evening, I’m headed back. I don’t think anybody else will bother you”

That was an understatement, the entire bar looked like they had just witnessed witchcraft. The girls looked at each other with wide eyes before bursting out laughing. 

“She’s going to have to teach me that.”

Skye shook her head and took another drink, Jemma giggled.

“That is way to much power for one person.”

“Now where were we?”

 as Skye leaned over and kissed Jemma first this time, the first of many more to come that night.