#brotp: fitzdaisy

[gingerpeachtea]

HI fitz our best friend fitz for ask game

Sexuality Headcanon: i know ive said this for every character so far but. bisexual <3

Gender Headcanon: TRANS FITZ TRANS FITZ TRANS FITZ TRANS FITZ

A ship I have with said character: as we all know im a fitzskimmons truther for life but i also like the idea of fitz/jemma/bobbi/hunter or just fitzhunter :3 i also like fitzsimmons ofc but like in a t4t codependency way

A BROTP I have with said character: fitzdaisy 4 ever but tjeyre also having emotionally complex transgender sex that neither of them want to analyze in depth

A NOTP I have with said character: aida for obvious reasons

A random headcanon: he’s autistic he told me so himself and he can solve a rubix cube in under a minute and also i think him, bobbi, lincoln, and jemma were all lab besties at some point bc i said so !

General Opinion over said character: i looove him butttt i prefer him in the earlier seasons bc the writing of fitzsimmons from like……s5 and on definitely made me a bit irked with both of them but anyways trans fitz is real peace and love on planet earth

have some fitzdaisy images <3

[quakejohnsvn]

fitz covering for daisy in aftershocks will always make me emotional

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Writer to Writer #19 [October/November]

Thanks again to @mylifemyheartmyhome for the banner, and of course to you all for participating in another round of the Writer to Writer!

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Ship-centric

i'm just curious (is it serious?) by @huntxngbxrd​ (ship: maybobbi)  This intense oneshot gives a glimpse into an AU where May and Bobbi have a far more complicated relationship before the events of canon, one where May needs to make up her mind (or at least get it in line with her heart). 

Syntax by @sunalsolove (ship: fitzsimmons) It's lust at first sight for Jemma and Fitz, and by the end, it turns into love. An exciting story, with a plot that just zings along, taking the reader on a wild ride! Must read!

more than words by @whistlingwindtree (ship: quakerider) Love and how we show it varies greatly. Learning how to share yourself and how both you and another person express love is never easy. In this beautiful fic the author shows the intricate way two people, in this case Robbie and Daisy, can show they care about each other. From physical love, to words, to making someone comfort food. It’s all explored here and the sweetness will leave you smiling.

Navigating the ropes of surprises by @florchis (ship: fitzskimmons) If you're looking for a twist on a meet cute, look no further! A wonderful Fitzskimmons fic where things don't go quite to (Fitz's) plans. This is an enjoyable, fresh look at the start of a relationship.

I can't be anyone else by @loved-the-stars-too-fondly (ship: maydaisy) This story leads us onto a great twist on what the LMD arc could have been, featuring smart decisions, self-aware characters and (spoiler alert!) love confessions! What else can you ask for?

compromise by @theclaravoyant (ship: skitz)  This fic may be NSFW, but Fitz and Daisy show that it is definitely SFTK (Safe For The Kitchen). This steaming hot narrative proofs that if one person wants one thing and another something else, both can be satisfied in the end if they’re just willing to compromise and trust each other.

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Platonic-centric / Both / Other

Somebody stepped inside your soul by @the-nerdy-stjarna​ (brotp: fitz&daisy) This S6 spec fic opens with the pain, heartache and awkwardness one might expect after what happened between Fitz and Daisy in Season 5, but it also brings us a moment of deep and abiding friendship, forgiveness, and healing that celebrates the best of their relationship. Chicken soup for the Fitz & Daisy lover's soul.

[the-nerdy-stjarna]

I'm still reeling from last episode, but I wanted to spread some love so (if you're feeling up to it of course) would you mind sharing some of your favourite positive FitzDaisy headcanons, maybe from happier times?

Hi Anon, thanks for the ask. Here we go:

When Skye changed her name to Daisy, Fitz and May were the only ones to never slip up (even though Fitz had his mind full with trying to figure out what had happened to Simmons).

After Skye joined the team, Fitz and Jemma started taking her along when they went out stargazing. When the monolith took Jemma, Daisy convinced Fitz that they should still go out for the next shower because she knew he needed to get out. He broke down crying when he saw the first shooting star that night and he spent the rest of the night in Daisy’s arms. (There’s a fic for that ;) )

After Skye transformed, Fitz was the first to visit her (I mean, that’s practically canon that they watched movies together).

After her disastrous attempt to imitate a Scottish accent in T.R.A.C.K.S., Fitz started giving Skye lessons while she was recovering from her bullet wounds (She still sucks at it though).

While Daisy was on the run, she not only kept track of Jemma’s browser history but also Fitz’s. She knew he was looking at engagement rings.

[ughfitz]

A Helping Hand      ↳Requested by @nerdlove4thewin

[bunnykaye]

30 Day AoS Challenge - Day 6: Favorite Friendship

[kitweewoos]

Patches + Fitzdaisy brotp

(shout out to @acetoshikosato and @holdendadcliffe for taking place in this chaos as I sent snaps of badges for just twenty minutes straight 💙 and encouraging my nonsense)

When Fitz and Daisy, then Skye, were on the Bus together, they spent a day off shopping, and found a stack of patches that they hoard and give out to the team as they meet "milestones." Jemma is given a Mad Scientist patch, Grant and May matching Master Spy patches, Coulson a History Buff patch. Mack earns himself a Robot Killer badge, Hunter a Beer Snob badge, Bobbi a Can I Do Science Please badge. They pass the Go To Therapy patch back and forth whenever shit happens. When Fitz and Simmons get married, Daisy slips a heart shaped patch into Fitz's suit jacket. It continues throughout their friendship, something they can always return to. When Daisy returns from her time with Hive, he gives her a Been Better patch. When Fitz cuts the inhibitor out of her, and lands himself in a cell, she brings him the patch they'd bought for Grant, a Supervillain patch. Through everything, at least they have this, and it's a start.

(send me a moodboard prompt)

[daisybeewrites]

szn 1 AoS

fitz: NO! Skye has more chances of being an... an alien! than Ward has of being HYDRA!

szn 2 AoS

fitz: i think i jinxed it

skye: ya think?

[cardvngreenbriar]

In which Fitz has a not-so-subtle crush on Daisy, Daisy knows Fitzsimmons is endgame, and Fitz has absolutely no idea what’s coming. 

[2minutes2midnight]

Fitz & Daisy + Childhood friends AU

For wonderful and lovely @springmagpies 💛

[springmagpies]

Summary: As far as Jemma was aware, the game had ended hours ago. But according to Fitz and Daisy, it hadn't.

Read it here on Ao3!

For the lovely @daisylincs​! 💛

[hecckyeah]

if we don't get a FitzDaisy brotp moment complete with more brotherly teasing about the new BF ... What Is The Point ??

[unhingedandi]

Daisy + May post 5x14

Part of my Daisy + her Shield family oneshot series, which are on ao3 here

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Daisy was in an empty room of the lighthouse, where she had managed to string a punching bag to the ceiling and was in the process of beating it senseless.

The ache in her arms was distracting her from the ache still lingering in her neck, and the buzzing that had returned throughout her entire body. She closed her eyes and swung blindly, trying not to look the rope burns on her arms. But closing her eyes only resulted in seeing Fitz, standing over her with a scalpel against the darkness of her eyelids.

"Daisy?"

She whirled around, not registering the voice and ready to tell them to leave her alone, but froze seeing May. "I didn't know you were back."

May raised an eyebrow. "What the hell happened while we were gone? Fitz is in a cell, Mack and Yo-Yo said they didn't even really know what happened and that I should talk to you or Simmons, but Simmons hasn't even come out of her room."

Daisy only growled out, "We got the rift closed." And proceeded her assault on the bag.

May quickly picked up on the rage in Daisy's brutal and violent hits, and the way her eyes were cold and harsh. But she also picked up on the way her lips were pressed tightly together as if to stop them from quivering, and the way her hands trembled as they pulled back. She moved forward and grabbed Daisy's wrist, stopping her from the throwing another blow. She examined the mark on her arm, then looked up at her again, prodding her to explain.

Daisy sighed, letting her arms fall to her sides before tilting her head so the bandage on her neck where the inhibitor should be was visible.

May frowned and reached a hand forward to gently brush some of Daisy's hair out of the way. She touched the edge of the bandage questioningly, watching the other girl's face for any signs of protest before carefully pulling the gauze back. She stared at the swollen skin around nasty deep cut, and May knew enough about wounds to know that this would definitely scar. The stitches were done carelessly, so she knew it definitely wasn't the work of Simmons.

Rather than ask the expected question of what had happened, she covered the cut again and asked, "You stitch yourself up?"

Daisy nodded. "Jemma wasn't in the right state of mind to do it. Not that I was either." She swallowed, then reached a hand out to quake the punching bag. The force pulled it from the ceiling and sent it flying to other side of the room.

"Thought you didn't want your powers back," May remarked, raising an eyebrow again, watching as Daisy's shoulders shook.

"I didn't. Though apparently what I want doesn't matter."

The marks on her arms, the cut on her neck, and Daisy's rage all clicked together in her mind. A sickening feeling settled in her stomach at the thought. The only part that didn't quite fit was...

"Fitz." Daisy almost spat his name out. "Programmed the robot to shoot at Mack, choke me unconscious, point a gun at Jemma and Deke. Strapped me to a table and was already cutting into me before he even realized what he was doing. He thought it had all been the Doctor, from the rift. He realized he had done everything and by some twisted logic decided that he might as well go along with it."

"And you're sure it was him?"

"Jemma called it some split personality disorder or something because of the framework. But it was definitely him." She walked over and fell against the wall, her body sagging and voice turning somber. "It was definitely him."

May followed, sliding down next to her. "Never would've thought Fitz to be capable of something like that."

"I didn't either, until I was screaming and begging him to stop and he ignored it." Daisy looked down at her hands, curling them together and making a small ball of energy there. "I guess this is how it happens, huh? How I become the Destroyer of Worlds."

"We can still stop that from happening, Daisy."

"Yeah..." She let her hands drop down into her lap, the energy dissipating. "I just can't stop thinking about it. What could've possibly driven me to a point of wanting to destroy the world? I know you, FitzSimmons, and Yo-Yo all survive, and I would like to think that as long as you guys are okay then I would be able to stay somewhat stable. But I guess after what Fitz did, even this family isn't set in stone."

"We don't even know if you do it on purpose. Or if it was actually you."

"Look at the facts, May."

"I'm looking at them right now. And that facts are," She grabbed Daisy's shoulder, making them face each other. "That you're a good person. No matter how much you try and convince yourself otherwise. You aren't Quake: Destroyer Of Worlds, you're Daisy Johnson, and Daisy, you would never purposefully destroy the world. That isn't who you are."

After a moment Daisy nodding, moving so she could rest her head on May's shoulder, who surprisingly didn't protest or tense. They shared a moment of peaceful silence before May spoke again.

"Just like the Doctor isn't who Fitz is. You know that, right? Fitz would never hurt you unless he believed it was the only way. He's dealt with too many things that messed with his mind. You know that, right?"

For a long while Daisy didn't answer. Eventually she said, "I know. That doesn't make it any less painful though."

May sighed. "I know."

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Writer to Writer #14 [March/April]

Thanks again to @mylifemyheartmyhome for the banner, and of course to you all for participating in another round of the Writer to Writer!

Below is a sample of our members’ work, chosen and summarised/reviewed by their fellow members. For more fantastic works, sorted by your favourite relationships, see our tag database (x), and if you want to join in, all you have to do is sign up! Meanwhile, I hope everyone can find something they enjoy!

Please be advised that some of the below works contain potential triggers or upsetting material. As we are not able to personally vet every fic that comes through the Net the admins are unable to consistently provide trigger warnings and therefore we remind you to please use the author’s tags and/or warnings on the fics themselves to read at your discretion. Thank you.

Any questions? Ask or message the Net.

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Ship-centric

a love that comes once in a lifetime by @ladysuperheros (ship: Morsecode) This sweetly written Soulmate AU is bound to elicit nostalgia for the camaraderie of the bus kids. Bobbi and Daisy are soulmates, their marks glowing cerulean blue for a happily-ever-after love story.

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Platonic-centric / Both / Other

One True Love by @whistlingwindtree (ship: quakerider, brotp: team) We dare you to walk with Daisy through her pregnancy and not get moved by the precious relationships she has with her Team/Family. A sweet story that you cannot let pass!

Can You Imagine? by @unlessimwrongwhichyouknowimnot (brotp: b squad) This fic is a missing scene of sorts, in which Davis comes to visit Piper in her cell, post 5x12. Experience the tension, guilt, relief and sweetness in this bonding moment between an underrated brotp. 

Circle of Life - by @the-nerdy-stjarna (ship: fitzsimmons, brotp: fitzsimmons family) This is a delightful charming and funny fic revolving around one of life's beautiful events. The interaction between Deke and Jemma is full of heart and it is very clear he is Fitzsimmons' grandchild.

I remember the fight and I forget the pain by @florchis​ (ship: or brotp: fitzdaisy) This is a beautiful post-Hydra reveal season one FitzSkye fic that can be read as either a platonic relationship or a romantic one. This wonderfully written fic shows just how much the two care for each other and how they take care of each other when times are hard.

the fire's out (but still it burns) by @theclaravoyant (brotp: daisymack)  5x14 was an episode that rattled many fans to their cores. In this heart-breaking but beautiful and touching fic, we get a scene greatly missing from canon: Daisy being comforted after her ordeal. The scene, primarily between Daisy and Mack feels cathartic in many ways.

[theclaravoyant]

the fire’s out (but still it burns) - 5x14 coda

AN ~ I wasn’t feel up to it last week, and even now I’m only scratching the surface, but... basically I wanted to give Daisy the chance to react and deal with some of the shock of what just happened and have a good cry... and then Mack feels came along... and now I have this! angsty, slightly hurt-comforty bc we need SOME relief, 5x14 coda. to those who can stomach it... enjoy(?)

CW: there are no graphic flashbacks or anything, but some description of her injuries, and a lot of angsty/complicated feelings about Fitz. If you would like any more detail about what is in this fic before deciding whether to read it, feel free to message or chat with me (off anon for specifics please).

title from Flares by The Script

Rshps: Mack & Daisy, also some Jemma. Discussions of Fitz & Daisy and Mack & Fitz (though Fitz is not present). Rated T for torture & injury mentions and general angst. Set immediately following 5x14.

Read on AO3 (~1300wd)

the fire’s out (but still it burns)

“Mack, can you help?”

He gets up, moves towards the sound before he even really takes in what’s happening. Jemma’s voice is shaking, like a fence about to fall down, and Daisy is shaking just as badly, draped between the Doc and Deke and looking pale as death.

“What the hell happened out there?” Mack wonders, taking Jemma’s place under Daisy’s arm and helping lower her to the bed.

“F-Fitz,” Daisy replies.

Her voice is shaking – with fear, with anger. The air around her shakes too. The tools in the tray Jemma brings. Mack’s heart begins to feel heavier as he takes in the horrendous, bloody bruise to the side of Daisy’s head. The rope-burn on her arms. The bloody gauze that Deke is holding to her neck.

Mack’s stomach twists. He tries to imagine how Fitz could look at this, let alone carry it out, and the image won’t reconcile. A little angry spat, maybe, he could imagine. A slap, a punch, maybe even a black eye – after all, Fitz could be passionate, irrational at times, and Daisy never backed down from a fight. Mack had suspected that, should he snap one day, that might be how it would go. That would have been bad, very bad, terribly bad - but this isn’t just bad, it’s… gut-wrenchingly wrong. It’s hard to tie somebody down and cut them open in a fleeting moment of rage or frustration. This is something else entirely. Something pre-meditated. Something incomprehensible.

“Fitz did this to you?”

Daisy looks like she’s going to be sick. Over the other side of her shoulder, heart heavy and eyes brimming with tears, Jemma nods.

“Damn,” Mack whispers. It’s the only word he can find. The unspeakable, confusing horror of it all is like a nightmare.

A nightmare Daisy has just lived.

“Are you okay?” he asks. “Are you going to be okay?”

“It’s just a flesh wound,” Daisy hisses, but there are tears in her eyes, and fury competes with fear in her voice. Deke frowns doubtfully at the amount of the blood on the gauze at her neck, and he’s about to interrupt when she waves him off. “I mean it’s… It’ll heal. I’ll be fine.”

“You need stitches, Daisy,” Jemma points out.

The silence is tense as Jemma works. Daisy stares straight ahead at the wall, grinding her teeth, blinking back tears. She clutches Mack’s hand with a bone-crushing desperation, and Mack puts a hand over hers. He hopes it is comforting, despite his own nerves and uncertainty. Questions flood his mind – What happened? How, and why? - but the silence between Jemma and Daisy is too fragile to interrupt.

In the end, it’s Daisy who speaks first.

“It wasn’t really him, right? Jemma? Tell me- tell me it wasn’t him.”

Daisy holds her breath. Mack does too. The only sound is a pained sigh from Jemma, and the soft clink of metal as, task complete, she carefully lowers the tweezers and needle and steadies her hands on the tray.

When at last she replies, it’s like she has to drag the words over glass to make it out of her throat, and Mack’s not surprised. He’s a little impressed actually, by the way she maintains eye contact even though it feels like she’s reaching out and snapping the last strings of hope they have.

“I’m afraid it was,” she clarifies.

Daisy blinks at her. Reluctant. Disbelieving.

Jemma continues, dropping eye contact at last in a battle to find the words and push through to the end of the sentence. “What happened, I think, was called a psychic split. It can happen sometimes when a person with- with schizophrenia under a large amount of pressure develops a- a- an alternate personality, sort of thing-“

“So I’m right then?” Daisy presses. “The Doctor, the alternate personality, it took him over. Right? So then it wasn’t him?”

Jemma shakes her head. Tears are spilling down her cheeks now and the whole tray trembles violently in her hands. “It doesn’t work like that. It’s not like possession. The Doctor may have pushed Fitz to think from a perspective that he wouldn’t ordinarily, but… It was Fitz who made the decisions in the end. It was Fitz who– who-“

She chokes up, and Mack can’t blame her. The world is shifting around them, the whole place uncertain, and with the two people he’d bet good money on being closest to her in the world at the heart of this mess, Mack can’t imagine how twisted Jemma’s universe has become. A bullet in the leg, suddenly, is nothing.

“I got this, Doc,” he insists gently. “Go.”

Nodding frantically, Jemma shoves the tray back onto its cart and bolts from the room before she loses her last semblance of strength. Deke mumbles uncertainly and takes his leave after her, and with a heavy heart, Mack takes her seat by Daisy’s bedside.

Daisy props herself up on her arms, and her fingers clench the bedframe, even as Mack works as gently as he can to clean the wound on her head.

“I knew it,” she growls. “I knew it was him. He didn’t sound insane. He looked like he- he didn’t want to. The Doctor would have liked it. He was- He was crying. He could hear me. He knew what he was doing. He knew.”

Anger cracks and crumbles in the face of fear again. It’s more than fear, it’s horror. It’s heartbreak. It’s violation.

She sobs. Mack starts. He should have seen it coming but it feels like a gut punch out of nowhere. Never had he imagined – it was almost as unspeakable as the laws of the universe – that Fitz could have hurt Daisy so much, willingly or otherwise.

“He knew,” she sobs, tears streaming down her face in a matter of seconds. Her body shakes with them. “He knew what it means to me, what it means to us, and he still- How can I- How can I forgive him when he still-“

Mack puts the tweezers and gauze aside. This truly is a flesh wound; it can wait if it has to. It’s more important in this moment to wrap his arms around his friend. Hold her steady while the fabric of the world not only shifts, but tears beneath her feet. He’s not sure what she’s talking about, he’s not sure what Fitz did – not beyond the obvious anyway – but he’s sure that it must be something, that it must be bad, as Daisy howls and sobs in his embrace. There’s so much pain there, and anger, and grief, he starts to cry just listening to it.

She howls and the windows shake, the wheels of the bed and the med cart squeak, bottles and supplies start to drop to the floor, and Mack feels a knot tighten in his gut. He hadn’t picked up on it before but he sees it now. He pieces it together – the blood on Daisy’s neck, the profound sense of intimate betrayal, and the fact that her quaking is back. Fitz must have removed her inhibitor. Tied her down and took her Inhumanity back by force.

“Ah, Tremors,” he breathes, and it feels a bittersweet choice of nickname now. “Daisy. I got you, okay? You’re gonna be okay. You’re gonna be okay.”

He murmurs sweet nothings and rubs her back, and it doesn’t do much to soothe the otherwordly lament of agony that’s pouring out of her, but he figures it can’t hurt either. He stays with her, holds her, until the trials of the day catch up with her and she falls into a restless sort of sleep. Then he quickly, carefully finishes cleaning her head wound and posts himself as watchman over her. He’ll move her bed to be beside Elena’s as soon as he gets the chance, but for now he sits back in the chair and turns it a little more toward the door. He holds the scalpel, lightly, in his fist, just in case they get an unwanted visitor.

He wipes the tears from his cheeks.

Apparently, you really never can tell.

[donttouchtheneednoggle]