#lance x jemma

[ioveskye]

Wonder| Leo Fitz x reader chapter 2

A/N: Heyy! finally the first chapter! let me know what you think <3

The ride to the S.H.I.E.L.D airbase was long and exhausting but for Y/n it was nothing but nerve-wracking. The last time she had a mission with S.H.I.E.L.D. it went horribly wrong, so she really hoped a repeat of last time would never happen again.

When she stepped out of the car she was immediately met with one of the biggest planes she's ever seen. Flying in smaller planes all her life probably changed her views on the plane even more now that she was in front of the big aircraft. After a few more moments of looking up, she saw another car approaching that stopped right beside hers. A tall man with raven black hair and a black suit walked out and she immediately recognized him as Agent Grant Ward. Coulson sent some background information that could be necessary about all the agents that would be on this team to the detective so she at least knew who she was working with.

"You must be Agent Ward," Y/n said as she approached the tall man.

Ward looked over at her and gave her what she thinks was a smile but she didn't quite catch it. It even looked like it annoyed him a little. "That's right, and you must be Y/n L/n? "

"That's me."

After the brief introduction, they both headed towards the plane that would become their home for the next few months.

As soon as she entered the plane voices of two arguing agents were heard. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, watch it! That's the Night-Night Gun." The curly headed man said, a Scottish accent filling Y/n’s ears.

The two new equated teammates looked at the pair of scientists that had been unloading when they arrived. Y/n observed the two for a bit, already knowing these were the two top-scientists of S.H.I.E.L.D in the past few years, agent Fitz and Simmons. Y/n may not have been an official agent but she knew enough from her past visits and cases.

Y/n crossed her arms in amusement and watched the pair, silently observing them before making herself known. To her surprise, Ward seemed to be doing the same thing.

"Well, it's on my stuff, and it doesn't work, and there's no way we're calling it the night-night gun." The brunette scientist replied, who Y/n knew to be Jemma Simmons.

The curly headed man, Leopold Fitz scoffed at her reply, not taking her comment lightly. "The bullets work. Nonlethal, heavy stopping power, Break up under the subcutaneous tissue–"

"Oh, with a dose of only .1 micro liters of dendrotoxin. I'm not Hermione, I can't create instant paralysis with that." Y/n laughed at her comment a little bit, the nerd in her coming up. Simmons grabbed a few bags and walked into the lab on the plane. "You should have run the specs by me before building the molds."

"The bullets are hollow! It's a marvel I can keep them from breaking apart in the chamber!" Fitz was getting agitated with his friend now, although Y/n wasn't sure if they were based on the bickering she was witnessing.

The pair seemed to not have noticed the two other people present with them in the cargo-hold. They kept up their bickering until Y/n saw Ward walk up to the two in the corner of her eyes, annoyance clear on his face. Right in front of the lab entrance, Ward dropped his large duffel bag on the ground- loud enough for Fitz-Simmons to hear them. The bag landed with a loud thud, and the two heads turned to him, the pair then quickly noticing Y/n behind him with a smirk on her face. Simmons seemed to be surprised while Fitz just carried an embarrassed look.

"Fitz-Simmons?" Ward questioned the two, the annoyance in his voice was just as present as in his facial expressions.

Y/n came to stand next to Ward again and pointed at the Scottish man in front of her, "That there is Doctor Fitz," Fitz gave the two a lopsided smile, putting up one hand to send them a small wave. Y/n smiled at him and then turned to the woman opposite him and then pointed at her, making sure Ward saw. "And this is Doctor Simmons."

"Hi, yea uhm." Fitz trailed off, his confidence dissipated a little when he looked from Y/n to Ward, the look he had was not welcoming. "I'm engineering and Simmons is Bio-chem."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/n L/n, you can just call me Y/n though. Did Agent Coulson tell you I'd be joining you?" the woman walked into the lab, shaking the hands of the two scientists, hoping to make a good impression.

"Oh yes! Fitz and I have been reading a lot about your cases, it's an honour, truly." Simmons shook her hand cheerfully. "And call me Jemma!"

"Thank you so much Jemma, I've read a lot about the two of you when Coulson send me it. You guys are incredible. Although I think I'm the only one who did the reading." Y/n cheekily looked up at Ward who was silently judging the pair.

"Coulson said I'd need my comm receiver encoded." Ward handed Fitz the receiver which he grabbed swiftly. "Don't know if you've worked with that model before. It's.." Ward was interrupted when a loud noise filled the room. Both Jemma and Y/n looked at where the noise came from and met Fitz's gaze who had apparently just smashed Ward's receiver. "Brand new.." The agent trailed off and Y/n’s eyes widened, finding the situation kind of hilarious.

"Right, I need to find Coulson. It was good to meet you all." Y/n walked out of the lab, catching Fitz's look who gave her a small smile. Jemma had already ran off to do some scientific stuff, much to Ward's dismay. She still heard the three bicker a little bit when she walked up the stairs of the Bus.

***

After a brief introduction with agent Coulson, who had explained her role on the team- that being the private detective for their missions- she received her bunk on the Bus. It was a little small but it was really cozy which she enjoyed a lot. The brunette had found a place for the handful of books she brought along, making the place feel a little more like home after. Now all she needed were some pictures and it'd be perfect, but being the chaotic woman she was, she forgot them.

Coulson had gathered the new-found team to a briefing after they all had the time to settle in. He explained that there had been a sighting of a new enhanced person, right in the middle of the streets in Los Angeles. The hacker group- The Rising Tide- had shown up again after this ordeal and Coulson's plan was to use them to get to him. The plan itself was simple but they had to get one of them on board to interrogate, and Y/n had to admit she was a bit skeptical but since she was just a consultant she had no place to speak. While Coulson and Ward would get the Rising Tide lead they found the rest of the team would inspect the site of the incident, the part where Y/n came in.

Agent Melinda May was behind the wheel, driving the four to the broken apartment building in LA. Jemma had been sitting next to the Asian female, chatting away while May did her best ignoring her. Y/n smiled at the interaction between the two, finding the contrast quite funny. Fitz caught her look and smiled a bit, nudging her. The detective looked at the man beside her and smiled.

"So, I know we only met for a moment today, but I just wanted to say I'm glad Coulson got you on the team."

"Thank you, Fitz. I appreciate it." Her smile got a bit wider when he had complimented her, not many people showed appreciation to her besides her work so she appreciated it a lot.

"Have you ever worked with Shield before?" Fitz asked, hoping to continue the conversation before they arrived.

Y/n’s smile dropped for a moment and she avoided the mans eyes next to her, fumbling with a lose thread on her shirt for a bit.

"Yeah, once or twice." She said and finally looked back into his eyes. When she saw him already looking at her with a soft smile she couldn't help but smile back. "Coulson and I worked together before so since he was in charge of this team he asked for me."

"That is so cool. Going in the field and all." Y/n noticed how his left leg had started moving up and down out of nervousness. "I mean, the field is not always dangerous of course.." He trailed off as he finished his sentence.

Y/n put a hand on his leg, stopping it from bouncing up and down. Fitz looked at her in shock because of the sudden touch which caused her to let out a small giggle.

"Calm down, Fitz. Agent May is there with us, we'll be fine-." May's eyes looked directly at the woman in the rear view mirror after she had mentioned the agent. The look in her eyes caused her heart to sank. She forgot that Fitz-Simmons didn't know about her situation and quickly shut up.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh look! We're here!" Jemma exclaimed.

May drove straight into the street where the accident had happened. Y/n was secretly glad they had arrived before she had to talk about what she almost spilled. And if she had to tell them how she knew- that would be even a longer story to tell. And she wasn’t ready for that.

[lilsciencequeen]

drifting apart like two sheets of ice (my love) frozen hearts growing colder with time

“Daisy,” Fitz began, his tone dropping from confusion to concern. “What is going in here?” “It was…” Daisy took his arm gently and started to guide him through the hospital corridor. “It was an ice rescue and things took a turn for the worse.” She paused for a moment, her voice breaking. “It’s not good Fitz.”

Or: A FitzSimmons 9-1-1: Lonestar AU

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They should have known something was wrong long before it revealed itself. Looking back on everything, it seemed obvious now.

That was hindsight for you. 

But at the time, it wasn’t something they had considered or had even thought about.

The job at hand had been what was important. 

Saving the kid was what had been necessary but they weren’t prepared for it.

Snow storms like this weren't all that common in Texas, so when they arrived at the scene it was no surprise they didn’t have any of the right equipment. But the kid needed saving and they were going to do it. One way or another.

A couple had seen the young girl, only moments ago, fall through the ice. They didn’t know who she was. Just that she had been playing hockey on the frozen lake one moment then the next, she was gone, the ice having cracked underneath her.

Really, it was a coincidence that they had been in the right place at the right time.

For everyone involved. 

The elderly couple who had called it in was sitting in the back of the ambulance, in shock. What they had witnessed was horrific, it was something that nobody should ever have to see.

There was very little time to debate, each minute passing by was one less minute they had to save the kid.

In the end, it had been Jemma’s idea to do it that way. Using the equipment they had. 

It was a stupid idea.

It was a risky idea.

It was the only idea that they had.

Bobbi found herself unable to breathe as she stood watching Jemma make her way slowly across the ice. Inching forward bit by bit on her stomach towards where the kid had fallen in.

Where the ice had frozen over again.

She didn't even have a pick to smash the ice. Just a scalpel.

It was the best they could do in the situation, they were even using bedsheets as a line. With the weather throwing everything it had at them, both Trip and Bobbi found it difficult to keep their footing. But they had to.

For Jemma.

If something went wrong, then they would be her only hope.

But at the moment, a ll they could do hope was that the ice that had refroze wasn't as thick - that it could be broken with nothing more than a small piece of metal.

"C'mon," Bobbi whispered, her words lost to the wind that was starting to whip up. "C'mon Simmons."

She was now nearly at the point of entry, calling back something to them but it was no use they couldn't hear what she was saying. The wind had whipped her words away. They could see her hitting the ice, trying to break through.

And it was at that moment the ice cracked and she went under, the sudden tug on the bedsheets almost pulling Bobbi over. 

The two of them just stared in shock at each other, unsure of what to do next.

It was Trip who made the first move, shouting out Jemma’s name. Behind him, Bobbi could hear the elderly woman from earlier once again on the phone to 9-1-1 calling for backup, calling for more help. This was a bad situation.

This was a very bad situation.

They could both feel tugging on the line, a weight pulling against it as Jemma fought to save herself. To save the kid.

And they were all helpless unable to do anything.

It felt like hours but then the surface broke. Somehow, against all odds, Jemma had somehow saved the kid.

Throwing all caution to the wind, Trip took a step forward toward the lake but then hesitated.

“Don’t!” Jemma shouted. “It’s too dangerous. Pull us in.” With some difficulty, she managed to get the two of them back up onto the ice, lying flat. Even from this distance, they could tell that she was exhausted, her chest heaving. It was clear that going under had taken what energy she had from her. The cold robbed her of it.

With the utmost care and caution, they managed to pull the two of them to safety and Bobbi lifted the kid (somehow thankfully alive), taking her to the other crew that was pulling up by this point, the elderly couple retreating to a safe distance so they would not get in the way of anything or anyone.

Trip’s attention meanwhile was focused on Jemma. He offered her a helping hand, allowing her to stand and free herself. Shrugging off his jacket, not carrying about how cold it was getting, he wrapped it around her shoulders in an attempt to try and warm her up.

“Thank you.” Her voice was low, her hair hanging damp around her face. She was drenched in the ice water but her lips tugged up into a small smile. In the distance, she could see the kid, crying out for her mum before the doors slammed closed. A good sign. Trip wrapped an arm around her, bringing her in close as they watched the other ambulance drive away.

A soft laugh escaped from Trip as he helped to guide her away from the ice. “Just don’t tell Lance what we let you do today. Your brother would kill us if we knew what had happened.” 

But she wasn’t paying attention anymore to what he was saying to her, and even when Bobbi came back and joined them, she kept her distance. Everything that had just happened, it seemed to hit her all at once. 

She was exhausted. Her focus was a million miles away at this point and everything seemed to be slower, less in focus. It was hard to concentrate and with what her teammates were saying… well it was best to stay back when she couldn’t understand.

And she was cold. She was so very very cold.

***

“Where’s Jemma?” Bobbi squinted as she looked around. Snow was falling heavier now, and the temperature was dropping rapidly.

Trip felt his heart skip a beat. Because this was bad. This was very very bad. “We need to find her.”

Following the footprints in the ground, they tried to find where she had wandered off to. Bobbi was silently cursing herself for this, they should have noticed it earlier. She was meeting all the classic symptoms of hypothermia.

Shivering.

Confusion.

Exhaustion.

And the longer they waited to get her help, to get her medical attention, then the less chance that she had of surviving this.

It must have been less than ten minutes later that they found her, curled up on the ground. Her uniform had been stripped off and abandoned and she was lying there freezing in nothing but a vest and a pair of shorts. Her lips had a tinge of blue to them.

Paradoxical undressing.

Her blood was rushing to her extremities, causing her to overheat.

It also meant that she was moments away from death.

“Jemma,” Trip said, keeping his voice calm. “What happened?” Firm but gentle for he didn’t want to spook her. He needed to be careful, to get her to trust him so that he could get her to safety.

The next moments would prove crucial.

Would be the difference between life and death.

Hearing Bobbi on the phone, calling it in only feet behind him, he knelt on the ground in front of her. Reaching over, he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She looked over at him but her eyes were glazed over.

"Jemma?"

There was no response from her. Nothing at all.

She honestly had no idea where she was.

He didn’t even know if she knew who she was.

“We need to get her to the hospital now,” Bobbi said and Trip was not going to argue with her.

***

“Where’s Jemma?” he asked as he came round the corner into the small waiting area of the hospital. “You said she wanted me?”

Bobbi cast a nervous glance at Daisy who was shaking her head and was on her feet to meet Fitz. “I… It wasn’t Jemma that wanted you here Fitz, it was… it was me.”

Fitz stared at Daisy, unable to believe her. “What do you mean Jemma never asked you to call me? Have you not tried to meddle in our relationship enough?”

It took several moments for Daisy to find the words to describe this situation. It was hard. Because she knew-everyone knew- that Jemma and Fitz had broken up 3 months ago now, that the whole situation had been somewhat messy. But what they didn’t know was the why .

Why had the two of them ended a relationship everyone could have sworn would have lasted forever was something that nobody had worked out yet.

One day things had been fine, then the next Jemma had moved out of Fitz’s apartment and back into Hunter’s house and refused to even speak about him. 

She refused to talk to anyone about what had happened, something that was worrying most of the team. She seemed to have it together but Hunter had doubts. He had tried to ask his younger sister what was going on, what had happened during that period but Jemma refused to tell him.

“Something happened today when we were out on a call,” Daisy began but there was no chance to finish. 

“I’m sorry to interpret but are you the paramedics that helped to save my daughter?” It was a small voice, somewhat shaken.

In perfect sync, Daisy and Fitz turned to face the woman and it took a moment for Daisy to work out who it was.

“That… that wasn’t me. Not really. That was Jemma who saved her. I wasn’t there.” There was something in Daisy’s tone that Fitz couldn't pinpoint. Something he didn't like and it made him uncomfortable. 

The woman nodded and reached out to take Daisy’s hands in her own in a kind and reassuring way. “Tell your friend that I said thank you. Thank you for saving my daughter.”

“Is she? Is she going to be okay?” Daisy was scared to ask the question but the woman nodded.

“She is. And I just wanted to let you know that I and my husband are all praying for your friend.”

“Thank you,” Daisy told the mother, who gave Daisy’s hands a reassuring squeeze. And with that, the mother turned to head back to her daughter’s room.

“Daisy,” Fitz began, his tone dropping from confusion to concern. “What is going in here?”

“It was…” Daisy took his arm gently and started to guide him through the hospital corridor. “It was an ice rescue and things took a turn for the worse.” She paused for a moment, her voice breaking. “It’s not good Fitz.”

It took a moment for him to process what was happening but then he realized what was going on and why Daisy had told him that he needed to come here.

That something had gone wrong today.

Something had gone awfully wrong.

Then he saw her.

Jemma.

Lying there in a hospital bed, tubes and wires coming out of her.

[skyler10fic]

To Have and to Hold: Ch. 3 Taste of Success

By Skyler10

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Daisy had a slow week at work and was able to launch a simple wedding website by the following weekend. One page included their story, ending with their coincidentally mutual Christmas proposal. She uploaded photos of the two of them at various stages of their relationship and one of their rings. Daisy remembered with a start that they hadn’t taken engagement photos. Oh well, that shoot could come later even if they just had a friend take a few on a nice day. On the location page, she added a few photos of the chapel she had taken on their visit and typed its address. The registry page would have to stay blank for the moment. Eventually, she’d make a digital RSVP option as well, but before they could decide on and send invitations, they needed to decide on a caterer to know if there was a meal option—and whether they wanted a meal at all or just hors d’oeuvres. 

There were still so many decisions to make. Late one night as she stressed about their long to-do list, Carol reminded her that not every conversation they had at the end of the day had to be wedding choices and researching their options. They needed to also just relax together and talk about other things. Carol had said it gently, trying to avoid a fight, but Daisy surprised her by being relieved at the reminder. They had time. Not much for some things, but enough to still live their lives outside of planning and decision-making.  

They decided to keep the wedding itself small, and the wedding party even smaller. Carol’s lifelong best friend, Maria, would be her bridesmaid with her young daughter, Monica, as flower girl. Daisy’s bridesmaid would be Jemma, with her husband, Fitz, on piano and Elena on violin playing, “She Keeps Me Warm” by Mary Lambert.

“But just the two instruments,” Daisy clarified. “No karaoke track cheese, please.” Which Fitz teased her relentlessly about, especially saying that he was going to program a drum kit. Daisy reminded him she had earned her black belt before graduating high school, and that put an end to the teasing… for a while. 

The question of who would walk them down the aisle came up during a video call with Daisy’s parents, during which Phil offered both arms if they wanted to walk down together, but Carol reassured him that her Aunt Wendy would do it. Melinda would walk down first, escorting her parents to their seats, then Wendy and Carol, and then Phil and Daisy. 

Elena’s husband, Mack, was ordained as a minister in their small, progressive church, so he volunteered to officiate. And Elena would help their adorable toddler son, Alfie Jr., in his ringbearer duties. 

That left the people they would need to hire, including catering for the reception, a bakery for the cake, and a photographer. 

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The second Saturday in March, they had a cake tasting at a small but renowned bakery across town. Daisy shoved her laptop into her bag as Carol pulled the car into the bakery’s parking lot.

“Okay, we only have one shot if this is the one we go with, so we have to each pick our top three possibilities, not just what sounds good today,” Daisy said like she was a coach at timeout. 

They got out of the car and walked up to the bakery, but before they went inside, Carol pulled Daisy to the side of the door.

“Hey, let’s enjoy this okay?” She took Daisy’s hand. “It’s a cake tasting! Possibly the most fun part of wedding planning. Just breathe with me, okay?”

Daisy took in deep breaths, as instructed. “Right. You’re right. It’s just cake.” She turned and saw a sample wedding cake in the window with two grooms. “Oh thank god.” 

Carol noticed too. “Is that what you were really stressed about?” 

“Well!” Daisy shrugged. “It’s been in the news for years with the courts and stuff, I just, I don’t know, didn’t want to get yelled at when they realize I’m not your bridesmaid or something.” 

Carol squeezed Daisy’s hand. “I promise. I made sure every bakery I called knew this wedding cake is going to have two little brides on it and they were fine.” She gestured to the two-groom cake on display. “Can we go try sample bites of cake now?” 

“Yes, please,” Daisy said in a bashful voice. Carol opened the door and they went in, determined to enjoy the moment. 

And they did, for the most part. A few of the flavors were not to their taste.

“Hm.” Daisy scrunched her nose. “Not that one, sorry.”

Carol’s eyes widened as she put a different flavor in her mouth. “Ooo! This one.” She pointed with her fork and then had a different idea. “Here.” She put a bite on her fork and lifted it to feed it to Daisy. Daisy helped guide Carol’s hand so they didn’t make a mess. 

“Oh! Wow. Yes.” Daisy reacted once she’d had a moment to taste it. “That might be the one?” 

Carol gave her an “I told you so” look. “I think I could eat that every day and not get tired of it.”   

The baker, a middle-aged man with twinkling dark eyes, returned just in time to see their impressed reaction. He clapped his hands once and inquired, “How are we doing over here, ladies? Have we found a winner?” 

Carol and Daisy exchanged glances and both said, “Yes” at once. 

“What is this one?” Daisy asked. 

“Ah, that flavor is called Happy Ever After. It’s a vanilla with a hint of raspberry and almond and my secret ingredient.” 

Carol took this as a challenge. She leaned her elbows on the counter and narrowed her eyes. “Hmm, butter?”  

The baker laughed and winked. “That’s no secret. Plenty of real butter here. And our traditional recipe buttercream, also with a special ingredient, of course.” 

Carol couldn’t tell whether there really was a secret to the buttercream or if he was just teasing her, so she just nodded. “Ah. Of course.”

“Now.” The baker plopped a heavy photo album on the counter. “Let’s talk design.” 

None of the designs were exactly what Daisy had been picturing so she showed him some photos on her laptop, and he flipped to a different section. In 20 minutes, they had exactly what they wanted all planned out. The baker took notes on each part, from flavor to decoration to a topper. As it turned out, the little brides cake topper would be metaphorical, as they decided on a cascade of flowers wrapping from the top down around the sides of the three small tiers and to the base. 

“And what are your colors?” the baker asked, writing and sketching on his notes. When they hesitated, he looked up. 

Daisy blurted out, “Lavender, silver, navy, and gold.” She looked to Carol for approval. 

“Yeah!” Carol blinked in awe at how easy that was. “That was the palette I picked, though. Are you sure?”  

The baker turned his sketch around so they could imagine the colors on it. 

“I’m sure.” Daisy placed her hand on Carol’s on the counter to assure her it really was what she wanted too. “It’s us.” 

“Excellent,” the baker hummed, more to his notes than to them, lost in his artistic visions. 

And so that was two decisions down, with a million more to go. 

As Daisy and Carol left the bakery, Daisy’s phone rang. 

“Hey, is this Daisy Coulson?” a young woman’s voice asked. 

“That’s me,” Daisy answered as she got in the car and closed the door. “How can I help you?” 

Carol waited to start the car until Daisy could tell her what was happening. Daisy noticed and put the call on speaker.  

“This is Nadia, from Delights Catering. I know this is super last minute, and I told you before that we didn’t have any tasting spots open today, but, um, we’ve had an opening.” 

Daisy picked up on her stress. “Rough day?” 

Nadia admitted, “Not as rough for me as for the couple whose whole wedding party got the flu last night and just now called to cancel. But their order of nearly everything on the menu is almost done, and it might as well be used. We’ll have everything ready if you can be here in the next half hour. And bring family or your wedding party if you want. We’re prepped for 100 over here. And I’ve only got five other couples left on my list to call.” 

Daisy raised her eyebrows in silent question to Carol who nodded enthusiastically. It was past lunchtime and they were getting hungry. Those little cake samples hadn’t been filling. 

“Sure thing, Nadia. We’ll be right over.” Daisy programmed the address of the convention center the catering company operated out of into Carol’s phone and used her own to send a group text to the wedding party, at least their friends in town. Phil and Melinda were too far away, but she sent them a separate text updating them on the cake and colors decision and telling them they were headed over to the caterer. 

Melinda sent back a thumbs up, a sunglasses smiley face, and a cake emoji. Phil sent a gif that said Great Work! and said to let them know how the menu tasting went. 

Carol neared the exit and realized they hadn’t ever decided on what time of day the wedding would be exactly, which would determine what food they decided on from Delights Catering’s menu. 

“We have the venue all day,” Carol reasoned, “so it would be up to us.” 

“What if…” Daisy hesitated to say it, as unromantic as it was. “What if we see what Nadia has on the menu and pricing, and that determines the timing?” 

“Okay, besides food though, when are you picturing this? Evening ceremony with dinner and a reception where we dance into the night? Or more like early afternoon so we can see the park around the chapel with an outdoor reception? I could go either way.” 

“Before I answer that, here’s another factor.” Daisy paused to point to the side street Carol needed to turn down. “Do we want to leave for our honeymoon that night or spend our wedding night at home and then leave the next day? And also, where are we going?” 

“Or, we could stay downtown in a fancy hotel honeymoon suite, so we wouldn’t be far from the airport, and then leave the next day. To wherever.” 

“Yes! Oh. I like that.” Daisy added “find honeymoon suite and destination” to her to-do list. 

Nadia’s cooking and her team’s friendly service didn’t make the decision easy. The basic dinner menu, especially for a small wedding with their approximate guest list number, was definitively in their budget, and the hors d’oeuvres were also delicious. 

“Okay, this lemon pepper chicken, though,” Daisy said to the table, but mostly Carol. 

“And this pasta is amazing.” Carol picked up the menu to see what it was called. “Pasta Barbara.” 

A blonde woman at the table observed them with an amused smile. 

Daisy noticed and caught her eye. “Is it that obvious we are new to this?” 

“No, no,” the woman assured. “It’s just a new menu item inspired by an idea I had. I’m Barbara. Or, well, everyone calls me Bobbi.” 

Carol and Daisy introduced themselves as well. 

The man next to Bobbi spoke up with an English accent. “And you can call me Hunter.”

Carol finished her pasta and put down her fork. “Are you two getting married soon?” 

Bobbi and Hunter laughed. Bobbi explained, “We’ve been married.”

“And divorced,” Hunter added. 

“And married again,” Bobbi concluded. “Now we do the wedding thing professionally. We’re photographers, and I got in the decorating and floral business so I could have more input on the backgrounds and settings for the photos. The photos are what hold your memories of your day for generations to come, so I take it pretty seriously.” 

“And I carry all the equipment.” Hunter smirked. 

Bobbi rolled her eyes. “And he shoots the video. We’re a team. And are you two here to plan a wedding or just friends of Nadia’s called in to help with leftovers?”

Carol slipped an arm loosely around Daisy’s shoulder as Daisy replied, “Planning our wedding. But it’s coming up pretty quick, so we have a lot of decisions to make.” 

Carol looked to Daisy and then back at Bobbi. “We’re actually looking for everything you said you did. We’ve got this great wedding chapel through the parks department on a pond, so it’s a great setting, but the chapel itself is bare bones plain inside.” 

“And the reception hall is just a big empty room, basically,” Daisy explained.

“So,” Bobbi jumped in. “You need a photographer who could do outdoor shots in the park and indoor, and you need a decorator and florist who could handle a small wedding on a budget?” 

Hunter relaxed back in his chair, looking even cockier as Bobbi read their situation exactly. Daisy could tell that though he hid it behind bravado, he was smitten with his wife and partner. 

“Yeah, that’s it exactly.” Daisy blinked in surprise at fate landing them at this table with the very people they needed to meet. “You can do all that?” 

Hunter raised his glass to her. “That’s our specialty.” 

“Well, I contract out with florists, but I’d handle all the details.” Bobbi searched in her purse and pulled something small out. “Here’s our card.” 

She handed over a business card with their logo, website, phone, and email address. 

“Take a look, rates are all online, and we can work something out,” Hunter said.

“Thank you,” Carol replied. “This is a huge help.” 

Bobbi shrugged. “It’s why we’re here. Nadia helps us and we help her. The wedding business can be pretty cutthroat, all about the right connections, so we formed our little alliance with those we like to work with. She gets the job done right every time, and we get better photos when everyone is fed and happy.” 

Daisy hadn’t considered this, but it was smart. Bobbi’s dedication to her craft to the point that she’d expanded into other areas, formed networks, and knew something about people impressed Daisy before she’d even seen a single photo. And Daisy suspected, if Bobbi had chosen Hunter not only as her husband but business partner, he must be good at his part as well to earn that smug look on his face as he glanced around the room searching for more couples to introduce themselves to. 

Nadia made her way over to their table. “How are we doing, Daisy and Carol? I see you’ve met my friends, Bobbi and Hunter?”

“They were just telling us about their business,” Carol informed her. “Also, I have to tell you, I love this pasta.” 

“And the chicken,” Daisy reminded her. “We have to have the chicken.” 

Nadia got out her notepad. “Okay, so that’s a dinner menu then, we’ve decided?” 

Bobbi spoke up. “Definitely do dinner. Hors d’oeuvres are great, but—no offense, Nadia—it’s easy for people to get skipped over or miss out on their favorites, or they feel like they are chasing plates around if you have wandering waiters.” 

Hunter added, “And if you do a buffet, people wonder why not just do the real food.”

Nadia said, “It’s up to you two, though, and time of day I know was still a question.” 

Daisy and Carol decided together silently, and Carol said aloud, “Dinner, for sure.” 

Nadia wrote down their picks from the menu and promised to follow up on Monday more formally. She called to one of her assistants, who brought them to-go bags of leftovers to take home. It was far too much food for the two of them, so they texted Jemma and Fitz to come over for dinner that night. 

—-------- 

After dinner that night, the four friends moved to the living room and settled in front of the TV after dinner. Daisy sat on the couch near the end table with her laptop and started it up. 

“Mmm wow,” Jemma groaned, “that pasta was so good but now I’m so full.” Fitz patted her hand as he settled in next to her on the couch. 

“Right?” Carol agreed as she set up the TV so Daisy could cast her laptop screen to it. Carol plopped into their Papasan chair and set a pillow on her lap so she could write their impressions of Bobbi and Hunter’s skills on her tablet.

“Ready!” Daisy said, navigating to Bobbi and Hunter’s website. She clicked on their wedding portfolio first and opened just one slideshow of many demonstrating their talents. “Ooo, I like that one.” 

Carol took note of the poses and ideas they oohed and ahhed over, as well as ones she or Daisy didn’t like or Jemma and Fitz warned against from experience just a year before. 

Daisy clicked on more slideshows—some with more creative shots and some more cliche—and they continued until they got to one with outdoor photos, including some at sunset, with two brides. 

“Ohhh,” Daisy exhaled as she paused on one. The sunbeams highlighting the couple’s silhouette were perfect. The couple touched foreheads, with one’s fingers entwined and loosely resting on the back of the other’s neck, and the other’s hands at her bride’s waist.

“Gorgeous,” Jemma said softly. 

Daisy looked over to Carol with hope shining in her eyes. They had to have one like this. 

“Already got it,” Carol confirmed. She squinted in thought. “Sun sets around 8 in June, so if we want it as a wedding shot, we would have to time it right.” 

Jemma reasoned, “Or, remember, we did wedding photos in advance. We didn’t want to have to worry about it the day of, and I didn’t mind if he saw me in the dress ahead of time.”

“I said it was bad luck.” Fitz shrugged. 

Daisy made a pshh sound. “The rain was a sign of good luck. Plus you’re both British, aren’t rainy wedding days sort of the standard where you’re from?” 

“Yes, but see, we live here now,” Fitz pointed out.

Jemma took his hand. “Rain the day of is all the more reason I’m glad we did them in advance.” 

Carol was still distracted by the photo on the TV. If she had a shot of Daisy and her like that, she’d have a print done for their bedroom. She could already picture where to put it on their wall. 

“Moving on,” Daisy announced. “Yes, we’ll try to get some shots with Bobbi and Hunter scheduled in advance.” She added that to her to-do list, which seemed to grow every time she took something off of it. 

Jemma pointed to the screen. “So it sounds like you’re decided then. You’ve got a photographer. And all the other things, yeah?”

Daisy worried her lip. It was a multipoint commitment—and not a cheap one. She caught Carol’s hopeful, subtle nod from across the room. They were doing this. 

“Yeah,” Daisy confirmed as she clicked through to the florals and decorations pages. She had to admit, Bobbi was good. “We’re doing this.” 

Jemma elbowed Fitz, who let out a little “ow!” of surprise. 

“Tell them,” she insisted. 

“Oh, alright,” Fitz sighed. “My cousin Deke is a deejay who does wedding receptions. If you’re looking for someone.” 

Jemma jumped in. “He was the one who deejayed ours, as you might remember, but he’s very popular. He’s probably done 100 since he started a few years ago.” 

Fitz added with a tone of derision, “He wants it to be his full-time job, and he dropped out of NYU to ‘build his business.’” He did air quotes around the last part. 

“Very successfully!” Jemma defended. “Fitz is just jealous. Deke sold his virtual reality simulator to a video game company so he doesn’t really need the work, but Fitz thinks he’s wasting his potential.” 

Fitz rubbed at his neck. “He’s also very … perky.”

Jemma translated, “He’s American and a bit enthusiastic, even for over here. But exactly who you’d want in a deejay.”

Daisy and Carol exchanged amused glances. Carol spoke up, “Sure, send us his contact info and we’ll get in touch.” 

Having a baker, a caterer, a menu, and leads on a photographer/decorator and now a deejay was a lot for a full day, but it also helped them feel like it was really happening. Their wedding was not just a dream but a real event they were hiring vendors for and making decisions about—decisions that would become their lifelong memories.  

[untoldreader]

Masterlist Of Masterlists⚜️

Welcome to my Masterlist of Masterlists

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Marvel Universe

Kate Bishop

Falling For The Archer

Archer's bond

Wanda Maximoff

The Witch & Her Possession

Natasha Romanoff

Shadows of Love: Natasha Romanoff and Y/N'S Destiny

Yelena Belova

A Dark Love

Dancing in the Moonlight

Maria Hill

Relentless Devotion

Peggy Carter

The Forgotten Past

Carol Danvers

Cosmic Connections: Carol Danvers Finds Love

Bucky Barnes

WandaNat

A Soldier's Redemption

Steve Rodgers

Threads Of Fate: Wanda, Natasha, and Y/N

The Miraculous Trio: A Journey of Love, Power, and Parenthood

Cross-over event story title coming soon-☆

Bishova

Beneath the Veil: Love and Loyalty in the Underworld

Blackhill

Eternal Flame: A Maria Hill, Natasha Romanoff, and Y/N Love Saga

Temporal Veil: Unmasking Hydra's Schemes

Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Daisy Johnson

Jemma Simmons

Melinda May

Bobbi Morse

DC Universe

Supergirl

Kara Danvers

Lena Luther

Alex Danvers

Maggie sawyer

Lucy Lane

Arrow

Sara Lance

Thea Queen

Laurel Lance

Felicity Smoak

Nyssa AL Ghul

The Flash

Iris West

Caitlin Snow

Wonder Woman

Diana Prince

Titans

Rachel Roth

Dawn

Donna Troy

Other

Harley Quinn

Ava Sharp

Vampires Diaries Universe

The Originals

Rebekah Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Davina Claire

Freya Mikaelson

The Vampire Diaries

Elena Gilbert

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

Katherine Pierce

Legacies

Hope Mikaelson

Josie Saltzman

Lizzie Saltzman

Penelope Park

Jade

Crime Shows

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss

Scream Universe

Tara Carpenter

Sam Carpenter

Masked Obsession: Ghostface Sam Carpenter x Y/N Love Story

Amber Freeman

Kirby Reed

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Wednesday Addams

Stranger Things

Joyce

Nancy

Eleven

Robin

Max

Steve

Eddie

Teen Wolf

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Malia Tate

Fear The Walking Dead

Alicia

The Walking Dead

Maggie Greene

Carol Peletier

Tara Chamblers

The lOO

Octavia Blake

Clarke Griffin

Lexa

Raven Reyes

Wynonna Earp

Waverly Earp

Wynonna Earp

Nicole Haught

[isolus-girl]

Change Everything

Characters: Daisy Johnson, Carol Danvers, Maria Rambeau, Bobbi Morse, Lance Hunter, Leo Fitz and Jemma Simmons

Relationships: Carol x Daisy

Summary: When Carol starts pilot training school, she moves in with Maria Rambeau. Little does she know how this will change her life, especially when Maria decides to host a barbeque and invite some friends from the nearby college.

[elenarodriiguez]

like a goddamn - l.h & b.m

summary: bobbi's boyfriend is weird and she thinks she knows why. the real reason doesn't bother her much either.

pairing: lance hunter x bobbi morse

cw: supernatural themes

word count: 1683

read it in ao3

Lance Hunter was an odd man, even for one with his condition. Of course, if he ever heard Bobbi refer to him being British as a condition, he would never let her hear the end of it, but even so, the man was odd. 

And seeing as Bobbi spent all of her time in the lab basically surgically attached to one Jemma Simmons, and thus being around her surgical attachment, Leo Fitz, Bobbi knew a thing or two about odd. But even with the oddness, Hunter was just so sweet, and funny, and attractive, and obnoxious in a way she could tolerate 80% of the time, so getting together with him made sense.

The past few months of dates, late night hook ups and early morning wake ups had been beyond words - Hunter proved time and time again that opening up to someone was worthwhile after all, especially if that someone was him. However, that didn’t mean all of his eccentricities went unnoticed.

First was the way he went running at the sight of raw meat. Which on its own wasn’t too strange Bobbi knew plenty of people who had an aversion to handling raw meat, and barely ate it as a result. Except Hunter was a voracious carnivore, and any time they went out to eat, his meal would be overloaded with all different cuts of meat, with minimal carbs and vegetables.

Second was how he never seemed to sleep and yet would run around like a toddler on a caffeine high. In the months that Bobbi had known him, she could honestly say that she’d never seen him slow down or stop. Not that she hadn’t tried her hardest to wear the man out, but even after her best efforts, she would still end up drifting off to sleep with him wide awake beside her, and would wake up to him tearing about her apartment.

Third was his reaction to light in all of its forms. It was a stereotype she was all too familiar with and took great pleasure in poking fun of him and the rest of their British friends for; their pastiness and aversion to spending any length of time outdoors. And while he wasn’t a recluse who spent all of his time in the dark, his tendency to hiss when she opened the curtains without warning hadn’t gone unnoticed.

But even with all of his weirdness, Hunter was by far the best person Bobbi had ever dated, and a few weird habits didn’t change the fierce affection she felt for him. Besides, it wasn’t as if he didn’t have to deal with her own weird habits, of which there were a few. Not only that, but he also had an incredibly endearing, if annoying, habit of bringing her little trinkets and gifts just because. It was sweet, there was no denying that, but seeing as she was renting a crappy one-bed apartment, the tiny presents were starting to pile up.

That night, however, the only present she had asked Hunter for - the only one she’d ever asked for - was complete radio silence until she finished her haematology paper. Although it wasn’t due in for another two weeks, meaning she didn’t necessarily need to be detached from her boyfriend, she wasn’t going to let her love life get in the way of her career in academia. 

Despite Bobbi living in an off-campus apartment, she very rarely had anyone ringing her doorbell, especially like it was being rung now, as though the doorbell was the final obstacle between life and death. And so, despite her having warned her social circle not to disturb her flow for fear of a painfully permanent death, Bobbi straightened herself out and shuffled out to her front door, safely wrapped up in her fuzziest blanket.

Swinging the door open, she only had a moment to bear witness to her boyfriend pacing a hole into the hallway carpet before he was nimbly squeezing past her and entering her home. She briefly considered letting the snappy comment about him coming in without saying ‘hi’ fall out, but when Hunter recommenced his pacing, this time with additional mumbles that she couldn’t make heads or tails out of, Bobbi instead sat back down at her desk.

Blinking at the bright white screen, the words starting to try and merge into one alphabet blob, she pulled the blanket tighter over herself, allowing her boyfriend’s half-finished thoughts to become white noise for her research binge. In doing so, however, she missed her boyfriend’s big announcement and instead came face to face with unnaturally sharp canines, and Hunter’s wide eyes staring deeply into her soul.

“Jesus, Hunter! What is the matter with you?”

Her exclamation hadn’t required a response, at least not in Bobbi’s mind, and so the meek response that ensued was initially undetected by her. It’s only when he repeated himself once again, this time with more conviction in his voice, that Bobbi took any notice.

“Oh, okay, if that’s all, can I please go back to my paper?” 

Hunter sputtered and huffed at her in response, which Bobbi had learned to interpret as Hunter-noises for ‘I’m not actually offended, so if you do the thing I won’t get properly mad’. Waiting briefly for any follow up noises, Bobbi then turned back to stare at her computer, deleting the tab she’d been reading after getting halfway through and finding nothing to support her hypothesis. 

“I feel like you aren’t taking this very seriously.”

“No, I am.” Bobbi responded, eyes not leaving the new journal article she was scanning for something to reference in her paper. Ironic, given the news Hunter was flapping about.

“Barbara, what did I just say to you?”

“That you’re a vampire. You even flashed a little fang as proof. And when I’m not drowning in deadlines, I promise I’ll react in a manner you deem to be appropriate. But in the meantime, I can’t deal with your little freak out.”

Muttering under his breath, Hunter stomped out of his girlfriend’s bedroom and into the living room, leaving Bobbi in peace to finish her paper. 

“Also, don’t call me Barbara unless you want me to call you Lancelot!” She shouted to the next room as she highlighted a line of text that could prove her point if she ignored the remaining third of the paper.

For the next few hours, she skimmed through and scoured the rest of the articles that she’d had opened earlier that night, interspersed with noises coming from the other room, her legs twitching to get up and leave her desk. By the time she finished, the noises had tapered out, and when she left the sanctity of her bedroom, she finds Hunter sprawled across the couch, forearm covering his eyes and his breathing even-keeled. If it weren't for his dramatic announcement, she would have thought he was finally sleeping, but now that she knew the truth, she doubted as much.

“I know you’re awake Hunter, move your legs.”

Grumbling loudly, he did as he was asked, slouching against the arm of the couch while she settled into the space next to him. Bobbi draped the blanket over his shoulders as well, forcing him to lean into her and share the warmth. They sat there for a while, the night sky filled with hints of stars for them to stare out at.

“I promise I was going to tell you sooner. I wanted to tell you on the first date, but I thought that that might be a bit much, even for me. I had to get permission from the bloody coven, and apparently they value bureaucracy over sense.” Hunter laughed harshly, his fists clenching tightly in his lap.

“Hey, you told me, that’s all that matters. Can I ask?”

She paused, waiting for him to signal agreement in one way or another.

“How old are you? Like really?”

He barked out a laugh, this time one that was joyous and full of life. Shifting slightly so that he could face her properly, he admitted that he was only twenty seven, and that he was turned a few years ago. He’d grown up in the supernatural community, in a familial coven back in Kent, but that it wasn’t until he’d moved to the US that he’d accepted the turning bite from his mentor. 

At the time, he hadn’t thought that he would find someone he’d want to be with, to grow old with, and desperate for connections that went deeper than human friendships, he’d accepted the offer when Izzy came asking if he wanted it. It was a little over two years ago that they’d met, by which point Hunter had started to reintegrate into human society, finding comfort in having those in the know around him. 

Bobbi had been a breath of fresh air, someone who had no idea about creatures of the night and yet accepted his natural instincts despite how strange they had come across as. But as their relationship had progressed, the occasional anxiety-inducing thought about her reaction developed into nightmare scenarios that ran through Hunter’s mind at every waking moment. Which, unluckily for him, meant basically every moment.

“Are you sure you’re not going to run for the hills? Because, I really do like you, Bob, and I don’t want to lose you over this.”

“I’m not running away from this, I’m not running away from you. We can talk about the big stuff later, for now, I’d really like to fall asleep with my boyfriend wrapped around me like the heat seeking leech he is.”

“Oh, I don’t think this can work.” Hunter said solemnly, pretending to extract his arms from their place around Bobbi’s waist. “I can’t date someone who’s speciest. Whatever would the coven say?”

“Tough shit, you’re mine Lance Hunter, no one can stop me from being with you.”

“Yeah.” Hunter sighed, his gaze softening as he stared at his girlfriend trying to snuggle closer to him, seeking warmth from a man who no longer released it.

“No one can stop me either.”

[lovelybishop]

Character/Fandom List

(Updated February 5th, 2023)

*I DO NOT WRITE FOR CELEBRITIES.

*Strikethrough means currently not accepting requests for said character/fandom

*If you see a character that is not listed, please ask! I’m sure I write for that character, I just forgot to put it on this very long list!

*If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask!

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DC Extended Universe

Suicide Squad (2016) / The Suicide Squad (2021)

Abner Krill/Polka-Dot Man, Christopher Smith/Peacemaker, Cleo Cazo/Ratcatcher 2, Floyd Lawton/Deadshot, Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn, Rick Flag, Robert Dubois/Bloodsport

Birds Of Prey

Dinah Lance/Black Canary, Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn, Helena Bertinelli/The Huntress, Roman Sionis/Black Mask

Fear Street Trilogy

Cindy Berman, Deena Johnson, Heather Watkins. Christine “Ziggy” Berman*,Kate Schmidt, Nick Goode*, Ruby Lane, Samantha Fraser, Simon, Tommy Slater

*Please specify which actor

The Last of Us (HBO)

Joel Miller, Tess Servopoulos

The Good Place

Chidi Anagonye, Eleanor Shellstrop, Janet, Jason Mendoza, Michael, Tahani Al-Jamil

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Movies

Ajak, Alexei/The Red Gurdian, America Chavez, Bruce Banner/The Hulk, Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel, Christine Palmer, Clint Barton/Hawkeye, Darcy Lewis, Doctor Stange Variants, Drax the Destroyer, Druig, Gamora, Gilgamesh, Hela, Hope van Dyne/The Wasp, Ikaris, James “Bucky” Barnes/The Winter Soldier, James “Rhodey” Rhodes/War Machine, Jane Foster, Jimmy Woo, Katy, Kingo, Lady Sif, Loki, Makkari, Mantis, Maria Hill, May Parker, Melina, Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow, Nebula, Nick Fury, Peggy Carter, Peter Parker Variants, Peter Parker/Spider-Man, Peter Quill/Star-Lord, Phastos, Phil Coulson, Pietro Maximoff/Quicksilver, Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America, Scott Lang/Ant-Man, Sersi, Shang-Chi, Sharon Carter, Sprite, Stephen Strange/Doctor Strange, Steve Rogers/Captain America, Thena, Thor, Tony Stark/Iron Man, T’Challa/Black Panther, Valentina Allegra de Fontaine, Valkyrie, Virginia “Pepper” Potts, Vision, Wanda Maximoff Variants, Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch, Wong, Xialing, Yelena Belova

Disney+ Series

*This list is for characters who have not appeared in any movie (with the exception of Captain Carter.)

Agatha Harkness, Bruno Carrelli, Jennifer Walters/She-Hulk, Joaquin Torres, Kamala Khan/Ms. Marvel, Kate Bishop/Hawkeye, Layla El-Faouly/Scarlet Scarab, Madisynn King, Mallory Book, Marc Spector, Mary MacPherran/Titania, Matt Murdock/Daredevil, Maya Lopez, Mobius, Monica Rambeau, Nikki Ramos, Peggy Carter/Captain Carter, Ralph Bogner/”Pietro” Maximoff, Star-Lord T’Challa, Steve Grant, Strange Supreme, Sylvie, Taweret

Agents Of Sheild Series

Melinda May, Grant Ward, Daisy “Skye” Johnson/Quake, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Lance Hunter, Bobbi Morse, Alphonso “Mack” Mackenzie, Lincoln Campbell, Elena “Yo-Yo” Rodriguez, Deke Shaw

Netflix Series

*I plan on watching all Marvel Netflix Series. Though Because Matt Murdok was in No Way Home and She-Hulk, I still will write for him.

Spider-Verses

The Amazing Spider-Man

Gwen Stacy, Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Into the Spider-Verse

Gwen Stacy/Spider-Woman, Miles Morales/Spider-Man, Olivia Octavius/Doctor Octopus, Peter B. Parker/Spider-Man

X-Men

Alex Summers/Havok, Bobby Drake/Iceman, Charles Xavier/Professor X*,Ellie Phimister/Negasonic Teenage Warhead, Erik Legnsherr/Magneto*,Hank McCoy/Beast*,James “Logan” Howlett/Wolverine, Jean Grey/Dark Phoenix*,Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler*,Marie D’Ancanto/Rogue, Nathan Sumers/Cable, Neena Thurman/Domino, Ororo Monroe/Storm*,Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver, Psylocke*,Raven Darkholme/Mystique*,Scott Summers/Cyclops*,Wade Wilson/Deadpool, Warren Worthington III/Angel*

*Please specify which actor.

Free Guy

Guy, Millie Ruck, Walter “Keys” McKey

The Office

Jim Halpert, Pam Beesly

Wednesday

Ajax Petropolus, Biance Barclay, Enid Sinclair, Gomez Addams*,Larissa Weems, Marilyn Thornhill/Laurel Gates. Morticia Addams*,Tyler Galpin, Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thorpe, Yoko Tanaka

*Please specify which actor.

Star Wars

Ahsoka Tano, Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, Ben Solo/Kylo Ren, Bix Caleen, Bo-Katan Kryze, Boba Fett, Captain Phasma, Cassian Andor, Cobb Wanth, Din Djarin/The Mandalorian, Fennec Shand, Finn, General Hux, Han Solo, Jyn Erso, Lando Calrissian, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padme Amidala, Poe Dameron, Princess/General Leia Organa, Qi’ra, Reva Sevander/Third Sister, Rey, Rose Tico, Zorii Bliss

Stranger Things

Dustin Henderson, Eddie Munson, Eleven Hopper, Jim Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Joyce Byers, Lucas Sinclair, Max Mayfield, Michael Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington, Will Byers

*I do not write for Billy Hargrove

[ao3feed-danielsousa]

Doesn't Mean They're Lost Forever

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/iXEnM9y

by lizziesromanova

An Au set in a Marvel/Aos/Xmen universe where Y/n discovers that there have been unknown guests living in her house... and she's now determined to make everything okay for them.

Words: 16158, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, X-Men - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, Gen

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey, Scott Lang, Scott Summers, Maria Hill, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Moira MacTaggert, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Raven | Mystique, Logan (X-Men), Ororo Munroe | Bloodstorm, Hank McCoy, Rogue (X-Men), Remy LeBeau, Kurt Wagner, Colossus, Bobby Drake, Jubilee, Kitty Pryde, Alex Summers, Warren Worthington II, Nathaniel Malick, Wade Wilson, Lorna Dane, Toad (X-Men), Pyro, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Vision (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Hope Van Dyne, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Grant Ward, Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie, Bobbi Morse, Lance Hunter, Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez, Jeffrey Mace, Holden Radcliffe, Daniel Sousa, Wong (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury

Relationships: Wanda Maximoff/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov, Moira MacTaggert/Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr & Charles Xavier

Additional Tags: Protective Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff Lives, Lesbian Wanda Maximoff, Teen Jean Grey, Jean Grey Lives, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - College/University

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/iXEnM9y

[secretsandlabrats]

ᴀᴏꜱ x ᴘᴇʀᴄʏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋꜱᴏɴ ᴄᴀʙɪɴꜱ ʜᴄ’ꜱ (ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴠᴇʀꜱ.)

Daisy Johnson

Cabin Four (Demeter’s cabin)

Melinda May

Cabin One (Zeus’s cabin)

Bobbi Morse

Cabin Three (Poseidon’s cabin)

Jemma Simmons

Cabin Six (Athena’s cabin)

I took a quick quiz then retook on how they would’ve answered the questions on it which leads them being designated to the cabins that are assigned as showed. I will do the same thing for the next part which will include: Phil, Leo, Lance, Mack, Werner, Daniel, and Grant. Thanks for tuning into this random post you didn’t want to see! Anyhow, have a good rest of your day, mate! :)

[ao3feed-ncislosangeles]

Intersection lines book 1

by Batman200 Lieutenant Olivia Benson investigates a case of a young girl murdered as the case progressed she teams up with other detectives and super heroes Words: 9, Chapters: 1/100, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Intersection lines Fandoms: X-Men (Comicverse), Law & Order: SVU, Bakuretsu Tenshi | Burst Angel, Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons), Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Power Rangers in Space, Power Rangers Samurai, Power Rangers Time Force, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Runaways (TV 2017), Batwoman (TV 2019), Supergirl (TV 2015), Arrow (TV 2012), Avengers (Comics), Castle (TV 2009), Rizzoli & Isles, Martial Law (TV), Rush Hour (TV 2016), Tekken (Video Games), Spider-Man (Comicverse), The Boys (TV 2019), Street Fighter, Kyonyuu Fantasy, Blue Bloods (TV), New Mutants (Comics), G.I. Joe - All Media Types, Gen13 (Comics), WildC.A.T.S. (Comics), Catwoman (Comics), Jessica Jones (TV), Scream (TV), I Know What You Did Last Summer (TV 2021), The 100 (TV), NCIS: Los Angeles, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2012) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi Relationships: Jean Grey/Xi'an Coy Manh, Olivia Benson/Alexandra Cabot, Xi'an Coy Manh/Emma Frost, Nyssa al Ghul/Laurel Lance, Jubilation Lee/Rachel Summers, Ichiki Hisako/Laura Kinney, Karolina Dean/Nico Minoru, Jemma Simmons/Skye | Daisy Johnson, Grace Choi/Diana (Wonder Woman), Grace Choi/Pamela Isley, Jo/Meg (Bakuretsu Tenshi), Celeste Cuckoo/Ichiki Hisako, Chun-Li/Cammy White, Kazama Jin/Christie Monteiro/Nina Williams, Kazama Asuka/Emilie ''Lili'' de Rochefort, Julia Chang/Kazama Jin/Ling Xiaoyu, Felicia Hardy/Cindy Moon, Margot Gilbert/Alison Grant, Emma Duval/Audrey Jensen/Brooke Maddox, Cassandra Cain/Zatanna Zatara, Nadira/Trip Regis, Trip Regis/Katie Walker, Trip Regis/Jennifer Scotts, Adam Park/Tanya Sloan, Emma Goodall/Kimberly Hart/Gia Moran/Trini, Melinda May/Natasha Romanov, Diana (Wonder Woman)/Melinda May, Lauren Shiba/Mia Watanabe, The Female | Kimiko Miyashiro & Original Female Character(s), Diana (Wonder Woman)/Skye | Daisy Johnson, Karai/April O'Neil (TMNT) Additional Tags: Girl Penis, Lesbian Sex, Alternate Universe via https://ift.tt/h7w0INr

[ioveskye]

Wonder | Leo Fitz x reader Prologue

A/N: Hey everyone, after more than a year I am finally going through with this series that I had planned. Since there is a lack of aos fics out there i wanted to make one myself. On my AO3 there is a version of this fanfic with my OC as well (in case you don’t want to read an x reader, its @ioveskye as well) Please let me know if you like the series and let me know if you want to be on the taglist.

"These are all the files the department could find about the experiments you requested." Lucia, the newly hired intern said to Y/n as she was handed the files she asked for. She smiled at the young girl and thanked her. Lucia made her way back to her own desk and Y/n immediately began to do her research.

Y/n L/n, a well-known detective all around the world. She has solved numerous mysteries and was even the first person to be right about the 'Thor theory'. A recent turn of events has caught the attention of the young detective lately which led her to read all the files that the department could find. Numerous hospitals in the area around Los Angeles all had encounters with patients that died of similar causes. The biggest pattern between these deaths was that the cause of death was never discovered. After some more digging Y/n found out that all the patients had all undergone special treatments at the same medical clinic.

Sadly that was as far as she got. An address. It wasn't a well-known clinic and they only specialized in physiotherapy (that's what the website said at least). So she decided to check it out to just 'ask some questions'. The moment she grabbed her gear however she was stopped by the ringing of her phone. It wasn't her work phone so she was very confused about why an anonymous caller was calling her. When she pressed accept she never would've believed to hear the voice of an old friend.

"Y/n L/N, it has been a while since we last spoke hasn't it?" The voice of Phil Coulson said at the other end of the line.

Y/n couldn't help but smirk. Of course, Phil Coulson would call her randomly after three years like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Well well, Phil Coulson. In what do I owe the pleasure? Does S.H.I.E.L.D. need my help again with something?"

"You could say that. But it isn't just S.H.I.E.L.D. it's also a friend asking for a favor."

She turned to the two co-workers that were waiting for her at the side of her desk. She held her phone to her shoulder so she could talk to the two men. "Guys go back to your other assignments I don't think we'll be heading out for a while."They nodded at her and walked back to their own desks once again while Y/n turned her attention back to her phone.

"So, what kind of favor is this and how do I benefit from it." She asked the man with a smirk knowing damn well it didn't actually matter since she'd always help out.

"I've been setting up a team of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents that are focused on missions with potential 0-8-4's. I think you're familiar with those right?" The line went quiet for a while, Coulson waiting for an affirmation that the young detective still remembered what he meant. When the girl hummed in familiarity the man continued. "Well, I hoped that you would be a part of that team. I know your last team up with S.H.I.E.L.D a few years ago didn't go as planned and that you've decided that working on your own was better but I hoped you could give us another chance. I think you'd be a great asset. If not for S.H.I.E.L.D then just as a consultant. I'd like to hear about your decision soon."

The girl sighed when Coulson didn't say anything else. Of course, she wanted to help Coulson with his team but teamwork wasn't something she was specialized in. The last time she went on a mission with S.H.I.E.L.D it went horribly wrong and she told herself she wouldn't make that mistake again. But now that Coulson asked for her help she couldn't refuse.

"All right, ill do it. But they better pay me for this."

"Don't worry, I've already made sure of that."

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Wildest Dreams Daisy Johnson

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/azlINbw

by sapphicsokas (saturnsokas)

❝ even if it’s just pretend ❞

IN WHICH . . . the looking glass is shattered under the power of Daisy Johnson’s love for her best friend.

 iron man — agents of shield — secret invasion skye/daisy johnson x female agent oc coming soon

Words: 1503, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Age of Heroes

Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Secret Invasion (TV 2023)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, Gen

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Skye | Daisy Johnson, Tony Stark, Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie, Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez, Grant Ward, Nick Fury

Relationships: Skye | Daisy Johnson/Original Female Character(s), Skye | Daisy Johnson & Original Female Character(s), Tony Stark & Original Female Character(s), Phil Coulson & Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons, Phil Coulson/Melinda May, Lincoln Campbell/Skye | Daisy Johnson, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Bisexual Skye | Daisy Johnson, which is canon to me anyway, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Character Death, plot starts in season 4 but there's lots of background before that, Slow Burn, i really don't know how to tag this fic, Resurrection, Found Family, Mutual Pining, Did I say slow burn?, they're both oblivious until death comes knocking at the door, Love Confessions, updates will come when i inevitable rewatch aos after secret invasion, Superpowers, Daisy Johnson Will Be In Secret Invasion, long fic, Star Wars References, Taylor Swift References, Title from a Taylor Swift Song, Mostly Canon Compliant, nothing too big is changed, tony stark meets lance hunter and i think it's really funny, the framework arc is expanded on, More tags to be added

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/azlINbw

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Wildest Dreams ☾ Daisy Johnson

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/19Sj0Ls

by sapphicsokas (saturnsokas)

❝ even if it’s just pretend ❞

IN WHICH . . . the looking glass is shattered under the power of Daisy Johnson’s love for her best friend.

 iron man — agents of shield — secret invasion skye/daisy johnson x female agent oc coming soon

Words: 1503, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Age of Heroes

Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Secret Invasion (TV 2023)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, Gen

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Skye | Daisy Johnson, Tony Stark, Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie, Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez, Grant Ward, Nick Fury

Relationships: Skye | Daisy Johnson/Original Female Character(s), Skye | Daisy Johnson & Original Female Character(s), Tony Stark & Original Female Character(s), Phil Coulson & Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons, Phil Coulson/Melinda May, Lincoln Campbell/Skye | Daisy Johnson, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Bisexual Skye | Daisy Johnson, which is canon to me anyway, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Character Death, plot starts in season 4 but there's lots of background before that, Slow Burn, i really don't know how to tag this fic, Resurrection, Found Family, Mutual Pining, Did I say slow burn?, they're both oblivious until death comes knocking at the door, Love Confessions, updates will come when i inevitable rewatch aos after secret invasion, Superpowers, Daisy Johnson Will Be In Secret Invasion, long fic, Star Wars References, Taylor Swift References, Title from a Taylor Swift Song, Mostly Canon Compliant, nothing too big is changed, tony stark meets lance hunter and i think it's really funny, the framework arc is expanded on, More tags to be added

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/19Sj0Ls

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2021 Round - Artists Claims (Round 2)

Round 2 of claims for artists are open! The second round will go this week and then I'll post a new round on Thursday, opening it up for thirds. Everybody spread the word! We have 70 story summaries below for you to choose from, and this round, you may choose 2 stories to do art for! Just use a different check in ID with each sign-up.

This year, art claims are working a little differently than in years past. We are using a google form to streamline things, which should make things easier both for you as participants and us mods. To claim a story, the form requires email, check in ID, and the identifying number of your first choice of story. Putting your top three choices is best in case your first or second has already been chosen. Please be sure you've read the FAQ before claiming.

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Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D. #05 Title: (but the war one) Pairing/Characters Lance Hunter-centric, minor Lance Hunter/Bobbi Morse Rating: Mature Warnings/Tags: Non-Graphic Violence, Military Characters Summary Lance Hunter's life has never been easy, and he doesn't expect it to get any easier when he joins the Special Air Service. What he also doesn't expect is to be taken down a rabbit hole of secrets and lies, until the only thing he's sure of is that the SAS is the last place he belongs. A look at Hunter's career pre-AOS canon. #06 Title: i've got the strangest feeling (this isn't our first time around) Pairing/Characters Lance Hunter/Bobbi Morse Rating: Teen Warnings/Tags: Mentions of slavery (not historic -- aliens enslaving humans) Summary Three months ago, Beatrice touched a boy's hand and found herself with a head full of memories from a life she didn't live -- Bobbi Morse's memories. When Bobbi's ex-team comes to the future, trying to save the world, Bea knows she has to help. The team showing up doesn't help her strained relationship with H (formerly known as Lance Hunter) and it definitely doesn't help her own confusion about who she's supposed to be or who she's supposed to love. Bea thinks she's found the answer, until she's faced with the hardest choice: past or future? An AU of Season 5 of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., featuring time travel, reincarnation, and a lot of confusing feelings. #07 Title: The Chase Connection (tentative title) Pairing/Characters Phil Coulson/Melinda May Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: Drugging, somewhat dubious consent Summary Not long after the Russia mission, Coulson and May are sent undercover as a married couple. At a crime lord's party they are slipped aphrodisiacs and suspect their room is being watched so they have to put on a show. And try to remember that it is just a show. #08 Title: These Dreams Pairing/Characters Lance Hunter/Jemma Simmons Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: No Warnings Apply Summary Jemma has always done the right thing, planning her life down to the details. But when her sisters Bobbi and Daisy challenge her to prove that Milton is the man she wants to marry, her carefully planned life starts to fall apart. Lance Hunter might have something to do with it. #09 Title: Untitled Pairing/Characters Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons Rating: General Warnings/Tags: Chooses Not To Use Warnings Summary Leopold Fitz, Prince of Merfolk is a talented inventor and wants to know everything about the world; the sea is not big enough for him. One day, he goes up to the surface and sees the most beautiful image he has ever seen – Princess Jemma explaining how fireworks are made. He is enraptured by her words as much as her beauty. The sea witch, Aida the Hydra, offers him the chance for life as a human with Jemma in exchange for his voice. The stipulation being that he must get her to return his feelings with True Love's Kiss in three days. If he should fail, he will return to the sea and become a member of her hive, putting his mind and inventions under Aida’s control. 

BBC Sherlock/Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D/Marvel Cinematic Universe #17 Title: Playing The Game: Act II – Knights & Knowledge, Romance & Regret Pairing/Characters Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper, background Natasha Romanoff/Clint Barton, background Jemma Simmons/Leo Fitz, past Molly Hooper/Victoria Hand, Daisy Johnson, Antoine Tripp, Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Grant Ward Rating: Mature Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence, mentioned past major character death Summary After tracking down Phil Coulson and his team, Molly and the others join him on their hunt for Grant Ward so that Molly can get retribution for Victoria’s death and Nat and Clint can further Fury’s assignment to help deal with all of the escapees from the Fridge. But as things get more complicated with the appearance of the Diviner and all the entails, Molly begins to wonder if she will ever get her end goal of Ward disappearing in a deep dark hole where no one can find him.

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