#James Aubrey x Sister!reader

[shelbgrey]

Can you please do one with Seeley Booth with the writing prompt being 0.7 (“he's not my boyfriend” - “I think you better tell him that” - “what?” - “only love makes you that crazy”) tumblr is starting to run dry on bones imagines and I think you would make a great story with this prompt. Please?

In the name of love (Seeley Booth)

Paring: Seeley Booth x Hodgins!Reader

Prompt: 0.7) “he's not my boyfriend” - “I think you better tell him that” - “what?” - “only love makes you that crazy”

A/n: sorry this took so long and that is got pretty long. Also I had to switch the roles in the prompt for it make since.

MasterList

In the end I couldn't really tell you how we ended up in this situation, all battered up and in fear what the Bureau would say when they find out me and Lance let the perp go. But most of all I was afraid what Seeley would say when he saw the both of us. I got the shortest end of the stick, busted face and knuckles and my ribs were aching somthing fierce.

Fear in Lance's eyes only intensifies when Seeley's name pops up, trying to call me. “it's Seeley”

I hand Lance the phone so he could talk to him. “he'll know something is up if I talk to him” my voice was horse already and I was shaking from the resent beat up.

Lance gulped and took the phone to talk to Seeley while he drove through the city. “H-hey b-booth we got a situation” I sighed as Lance immediately cracked pressure. Do to the lack of music or sound in general in the car I could vaguely hear Seeley on the other side of the phone.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a second. What’s going on, what the hell happened?” Seeley asked from the other side of the phone.

I quickly shook my head no at Lance as he continued to talk to Seeley through my phone. Lance gulped and continued to drive while talking to Seeley on the phone “this isn't really phone conversation material... Are you at your office?” Lance asked with a hint of nervousness.

There was silence on both ends of the phone, Lance glances over at me nervous as Seeley hesitates on the other side of the phone. “Yeah, I am. What are you talking about? And where the hell did you go? We were supposed to bring Fredrick Batmen in today”

Fredrick Batmen so that's this name, at least I know the name of the guy who put a couple of dense in me. I looked over at Lance, shaking my head. We weren't supposed go out by ourselves. We both only just got our license to carry a weapon when we assisted the FBI.

“umm...” Lance said looking at me quickly then back at the road. I threw my pounding head back on the head rest of the car as Lance continued to lose his cool.

“hang up the phone lance” I said softly so Seeley didn't hear me on his side of the phone.

“umm....” Lance said as Seeley spoke on the phone, he looked at me in a panic. Huh, I've never seen a psychologist lose their cool before.

I could hear Seeley getting frustrated on the other side of the phone “Hey, Sweets. Just tell me what the hell is going on?”

Lance took a deep breath and regained his composer “I'm almost the Bureau... I'll explain when I get there” he said through the phone to Seeley.

“No, no, no. Listen... you want to tell me what's going on and you want to tell me right now” Seeley says as bit louder, making the conversation clear to my ears.

“Umm...” Lance and I both prayed that Seeley didn't ask for me.

I could hear Seeley sigh in frustration on the other side of the phone “Come on, Sweets, you are starting to piss me off here.”

“This is something you don't want to hear on the phone and as a psychologist I should have the right to say on behalf of your temper and mental health” Lance thought he was gonna win this conversation I on the other hand had been best friends with Seeley for a long time and I knew Seeley doesn't give up especially if phycology gets thrown in.

“Yes... He definitely gonna listen now” I sighed as I wrapped a hankerchief tighter around my bloody nuckles. “we're doomed” I mumbled as I heard Seeley saying Lance shouldn't bring up phycology now. I thanked God when Lance got closer to the Bureau.

Seeley then started shouting at Lance, which was rare thing for him rase his voice at me or Lance. “you are making this worse! Just tell me what is going on right now!”

I slapped my forehead in frustration, as much as I cared for lance and he was indeed like a little brother he was being pretty stupid. “For Pete's sake” I sighed and weakly snatched the phone “Seeley! Hey buddy, like Lance said we're on our way and you making Lance nervous isn't helping the situation... I'm gonna hang up now and we'll fill you in when we get to your office”

“No, no, no. Don't hang up!” Seeley started, he then hesitates. “I know you are hiding something, I can tell by your tone. Just tell me what the hell is going on so I can stay calm”

“Just stay calm anyway” I said softly and hung up the phone before Seeley could protest anymore. I hung up the phone and looked at Lance “your terrible at lying, especially to Seeley” I sighed as Lance pulling into the Bureau's parking lot.

“sorry” Lance mumbles as he puts the car in park. I winced at the pain in my ribs when I tried to clime out of the car. I sighed and slouched back in the passenger seat, it felt like dozens of kitchen knives beening stabed into my side.

I terned to Lance with pain in my eyes “Help me will ya?” Lance quickly nodded and climed out of the car, racing to the passenger door. “easy, easy” Lance mumbles as he slowly helped me out of the car and supported me by puting on of my arms on his shoulder as we both slowly walked into the FBI building to Seeley's office.

Lance walked me to Seeley's office and enters without knocking. With the windows suronding the door of the office Seeley could see us limping in before we even entered the small room.

Seeley quickly shot up from his office chair and raced to the both of us “What the hell happened to you, n/n?” asked softly as he helped Lance set me down in the leather chair infront of his desk.

“Oh you know the usual” I winced when I tried to relax in the chair. “I'm gonna get the first-aid kik” Lance quickly said and left to get the supplies from his office.

Seeley leaned against his desk, standing in between the chair I was seeing in and his desk. Fear plastered his face as he stared down at me “what the hell happened to you?” you could tell he was trying not to freak out, which was an emotion he hated having.

Lance quickly came back to Seeley's office and handed the first-aid kit to Seeley. “thanks Sweets, I got this” he said motioning that he's clean up my cuts himself. Lance nodded and gently padded my shoulder before he left.

I sighed and looked a Seeley, I took a deep breath and started to explain everything. “me and Lance left to get the guy in custody, the Batmen dude... We got in a fight and he got away” I looked down at my busted knuckles as tears pooled my eyes, it stinged when I rubbed my hands together nervously “I'm sorry I let him get away” a tear fell done my cheek quicker then I lost my cool.

Seeley's eyes softened as he knelt infront of the chair I was setting in, he gently takes my bloodied hand in his massive ones. “it's okay” he whispered softly she wipe a splatter of blood off my chin. “Don't worry about that. I'm just glad you two are alright. We'll catch him another time. It's okay.”

I looked up as his soft eyes and let out a shaky breath. I could tell he was hiding his anger as he cleaned my cuts. I knew he wasn't mad at me but at the guy we've been chasing, I could see his jaw clinching as he cleaned up my face with the stuff from the first-aid kit “I'm sorry Seel” I mumbled again.

Seeley take's my chin and slowly lifts my head so we're looking at each other. “It. Is. Not. Your. Fault. You. Hear. Me?” he said, making tears prick my eyes once they met his brown ones.

Seeley softly smiled and wiped the tears runing down my face “It's going to be okay. I promise. How bad are you hurt?”

I didn't want to worry him anymore, so I shook my head and nervously chewed on my busted lip. Seeley gently pulled my bottom away from my teeth as I responded “not bad”

Seeley smirks softly but still gives me a 'yeah right' look “You have blood on your shirt, blood on your face, bruises on your face. I mean Lance is the psychologist, but I'm pretty sure that counts as bad” he said as he cleaned the cut on my forehead “Where else you hurt?” he asked again.

I tried to reassure him, but when I tried to adjust in the chair I winced when the sharp pain in my ribs came back. Out of instinct my hand fell to my waist trying to put pressure on it.

Seeley looked down as after he put a bandge on my forehead. “your rib? Is it your ribs?” he asked softly.

“Let me see” Seeley mumbled and gently lifted my shirt up just a little bit. I winced when my shirt and his fingers brushed up against it. I also couldn't help but blush when his large hands pushed my shirt up reveing my bruised body.

He sighed softly as his eyes held nothing but concern or disappointment. “yeah... you are hurt pretty bad” he look at me and all my injuries, then look down and away. You could see the red tint in his skin as the anger boiled in side him at. He was Really, Really, Angry now. Seeley sighed.

“I'm okay Seeley” I said in a serious tone, I knew he didn't believe me and honestly I didn't know if I believed me either.

“Iet me see your hands” he mumbled as he grabbed a fresh cotton ball and the bottle of alcohol. I wined softly as he cleaned my knuckles. “i know, I'm almost done” he whispered, he looked like he was trying to bottle up every negative emotion possible right now. I could only imagine what he'd do when he crosses paths with the perp.

After he cleaned my knuckles, he gently wrapped the up and then kiss my hand. I blushed at the small gesture. It felt different then the other times we've touched, I'd admit we're pretty touchy as best friends go and it was probably no secret to anyone that I had a crush on him, but I couldn't stop but melt when his lips touched me.

“Look at me, alright? Can you look at me?” Seeley asked, taking my bruised face in his hands”

“hm?” I asked, looking into his eyes.

I don't think either of us were prepared for what happened next. Seeley slowly lean in, with his hand on my cheek then kisses me on the lips softly. It took me by surprise, but once I registered what was happening I melted into the kiss, placing my bandage covered hand on his jaw as I gently deepen the kiss dispite the pain in my busted lip. I never wanted the kiss to end, but the sting in my lip made me pull apart gently.

Seeley look at me with a dopey smirk. “you don't know how long I've been waiting to do that” he whispered as he rested his forehead on mine, breathing hard. He looked at me, all bloody, swollen face, then kisses my lips again once more, softer than the first, but just as passionate. I leaned into the kiss My hands run through his hair.

“Your not gonna let me in on a case for a while, are you?” I joked as rested my forehead on his and I nuzzled my noise against his.

He shook his head, slightly smiling. “Never in a million years. I'm not letting you get hurt on my watch again.”

“guess that's what a squint gets for leaving that lab and doing FBI stuff” I joked.

Seeley chuckled and rolled his eyes. “anything eles hurting?” he asked softly as he rubbed my arms in a comforting way.

“I'm okay” I kissed his nose softly “you patched me up pretty good already” I smiled, but I couldn't hide the wince I made due to my ribs hurt after I shifted in his lap.

Seeley notices immediately. “What is it? Your ribs” he asked, I nodded softly. “It's just bruised... I'll put some ice on it or something when I get home” I said looking down.

Seeley takes my chin and our eyes locked. “y/n, I'm your best friend. So please, listen to me for a minute, okay? You hurt your ribs pretty bad today. You need to let the med techs look at you, please?” his eyes held so much plea and his voice was laced with pure desperation.

I sighed and rested my forehead on his. I kissed his lips softly and quickly. “you know I don't like doctors” I mumbled... He knew that, that's why I chose to come to him instead of the med clinic after I got beat up.

“know, n/n. I know, But It'll just a quick check-up. don't worry. Please?” he stared at me with brown puppy eyes as he softly held my face in my hands. I couldn't ignore his silently beg for me to get help at the clinic.

I rolled my eyes playfully. “I guarantee my ribs are just bruised... I'm a doctor too ya know”

“your a Forensic Entomologist... A bug girl” Seeley said in a serious tone as he helped me stand up, slowly and easy. “It's still a doctor though” my argument ended with a wince.

Seeley looks at me sternly for a moment. “Promise me, y/n, that you'll listen to the medical staff at the Bureau. Okay? Promise me.”

I sighed and looked at his brown eyes, I loved them so much. “promise....”

Seeley gently helped me walk to the door so I didn't irritate my ribs anymore. “aren't you the one who went to work with a screwed up back even though the doctor told you to stay home?” my joking tone turned into a wince when I held on to his bicep as I walked towrds the med clinic with him.

Seeley looked down and playfully rolled his eyes “Okay, you got me there... But, in my defense, I was going a little stir crazy being at home after a week.” I chuckle as he kiss me on the forehead to ease the pain.

“We're here, n/n. Let's get this over with and I'll take you home, okay?” Seeley mumbled as we exited the elevator that led us to the floor that had the med clinic.

the doctor came out of her office and smiled softly “Come on in Dr. Y/n Hodgins” she lead me and Seeley to one of the rooms, Seeley helped me up on one of the examination beds as the doctor looked at her clip board.

The doctor examined my ribs, I winced when she hit the wrong spot “a couple of your ribs are broken... But I'd like to take in x-ray” the doctor said. I looked over at Seeley and he looked angrier than before.

“I guess we'll get you an x-ray and some pain meds in ya” Seeley said. the doctor looked up and gave the both of us a soft expression.

“I'm afraid so” she looked up at Seeley “you'll have to wait in the waiting room unfortunately” the doctor told Seeley.

“okay, sure” Seeley said and then gently take my. “I'm gonna be right outside that door if you need me, okay?”

I nodded and Seeley kissed my forehead before going outside.

-------(Seeley's pov)-------

Before I exit the room, I smile at her. But then once I am out of the room, my expression turns serious as I sit down in the waiting room and anxiously await the results of her xray. I leaned forward in the chair and tapped my foot anxiously. The more I thought and tapped, the angrier I got. My jaw ticked and I covered my face with both of my hands.

“How is she?” Sweets asked, walking up to me with his hands in his pockets. I removed my hands and looked at him, I just now noticed he had a few cuts and bruise of his own, he wasn't as bad as y/n though.

“her ribs are broken, the doc is getting X-rays now.” I don't look up at Sweets as he looked just as worried. The panic in his eyes made me think about how I always thought she would choose Sweets inset of me. I never have thought she'd feel the same way I feel about her, that kiss changed everything and it couldn't have happened at a worser time.

I think Sweets could see the anger boiling inside me as I sat there. No amount of psychology could help the anger I was feeling. Sweets sighed, I knew he was hiding something. I looked up at him waiting for him to share whatever he was hiding. “they cought the guy... The guy that hurt y/n... Aubrey just brought him in” I immediately dart up from my seat, running on nothing but anger, Sweets grabed the sleeve of my suit jacket, pulling me back “don't do anything stupid” he said in serious tone. I didn't know why he said it, Sweets knew I would do it anyway.

I jerked my arm out of his grip and turned my back on him and head towrds the interrogation room. “I'm definitely gonna do something stupid” I mumbled as speed walked down the hallway.

I take a deep breath and walk into the interrogation room. I look up and see the guy, sitting across the table from me, with a huge smile on his face. He looks cocky, arrogant. I glare at him. And for a moment, I don't see what I can do to the guy. And then a smile slowly creeps across my face, He's not leaving this room. The interrogation has just begin.

“I'm getting tired of seeing you guys sniffing around my life” the guy says in a gruff tone, he gave me a creepy smirk. “expect for the girl... She was a cute little thing” he mocked as he referred to y/n. The man was twice her size, meaning he probably had no problem beating her. But that didn't mean he didn't look like hell, y/n put up one hell of a fight. His face was all busted up, worse than y/n's was and he was holding a gallon bag of ice on his groin.

When I look at the guy and I can barely contain my anger. I lean forward on the table and put my elbows on it. “Look, pal. Here's how it's gonna be. You hurt my partner, My best friend. You broke her ribs. I could care a less what you did before this. But you did this And for that, you're not gonna see the light of day ever again”

The guy just smirked and let out a laugh. “You think you scare me?” I glared at him, he just didn't understand the hole he dug himself in.

“You don't scare me, man” the guy said in a gruff voice, he leaned forward and smirked. “why get interrogated by you when I could get questioned by your cute little partner”

I scolded myself when the guy now knew y/n was my soft spot, my weakness and if he wanted to get under my skin he knew to bring her up. He knew what he did to her and he didn't care.

My jaw clintched with rage. “Hey. You shut your goddamn mouth when you speak about my partner. Do you understand?” I say, not breaking eye contact. The guy continues to smirk. He knew he was pushing my buttons and he was loving it. I can feel the anger boiling in my veins.

“She's got some fire in her and put up a good fight but it wasn't hard to get her to the ground” the guy chuckled darkly.

I stand up out of my chair. “you think you're funny, huh? I said for you to shut your goddamn mouth. I ask the question!” My hands clench into fists. I look like I am about to snap.

“If it means seeing her again I'll do it again” the guy leaned forward expressionless. “maybe next time I'll get my hand around her pretty little throat”

“I have had it.” I said threw my teeth, can't take it anymore. I grab the guy by the collar, pushing him against the wall and start to beat his face in. One, two, three punches directly to the nose and the jaw. I look into his eyes with rage and hatred. “That is for hurting my partner.”

Three more punches land on his face, making him fall to the chair in his own pool of blood. I stare at him. “That was for threatening to hurt her again.”

that's when Sweets and Bones came rushing in and separated me and the guy, I struggled in Sweets' arms trying to swing another punch towrds the guy “Booth stop” Sweets grunted as he and Bones tried to pull us apart.

I tried my hardest to get loose from Sweets' grip. “Let go of me! Let go of me!” I scream. But Sweets had a tight hold on me.

My anger had blinded me. I was out of control. “let's go” Sweets pushed me out of the interrogation room “your gonna get in a lot of trouble, you relize that?” Bones said. I didn't give a damn especially since it involved y/n.

“I don't care! I do NOT care right now. This guy was threatening to kill y/n!” I scream out, still fighting to break free from Sweet's grip “I would do it again in a heartbeat. You hear me?! You hear me?!”

“Booth, I understand your anger, but right now the best option is to calm down” Bones said calmly.

tears fall down my cheeks and anger bored in to my eyes as Sweets pushed me out of the interrogation room. My knuckles were bruised and bloody from the fight. But I didn't even notice them.

Sweets and Bones shared looks “Dr. Brennan, please tell Caroline what happened... Explain y/n was asulted and Booth acted strictly on self defense”

Bones immediately leaves the room as I continue trying to break free from Sweets “Please, Sweets. Just let me go. I don't care about the God-damned consequences. I just need to let this out. I just need to let my anger out.” I look angry but then I look sad and scared at the same time. I don't know what to feel at this point.

Sweets pushed me towards his office where he did most of his therapy sessions. I was bigger then Sweets but some how he manged to shove me into his office. “your girlfriend isn't goona like it when she leaves the med clinic and finds out you lost your FBI license because you beat a guy to death”

Sweets set down in his chair and pointed to a shelf with a bunch of books and fidget stuff. “break what you want...take your anger out”

I walk over to the shelf and grab a stress ball and a book. And then I come back to the chair. I sit down and start squeezing the stress ball. I don't say anything as I continued to squeeze the stress ball harder and harder. The stress ball is about to pop.

“she's not my girlfriend” I mumbled, as much as I wanted her to be it wasn't the time to bring it up... Even if we did kiss.

Sweets rested his cheek on his as he watches the stress ball pop in my hands “I think you better tell her that”

“what are you taking about?... What?” I asked confused as I grab another stress ball and squeeze it. I continue to squeeze the stress ball as hard as possible.

“only love makes you that crazy” Sweets replies. The stress ball popped in my head. “you said I could break stuff not get a therapy season” I said.

“Your not gonna get in trouble Booth. The guy as multiple accounts of asulting woman and now murder is on his track record... There's no fights it's our word against his” Sweet said.

I crushed another stress ball, this time I throw it on the ground in frustration. “he hurt y/n and you were making sure it never happens again... The guy already has life in prison for the murder case we were solving” Sweets says softly.

I throw my stress ball against the wall and I grab another one. I squeeze harder and harder. “But, you know I could've handled this differently” I squeeze the stress ball as hard as possible so much so that it hurts my hand. “I mean, I did not have to beat him up like that. He did not need my knuckles buried deep in his face. I could've shown restraint.” I grumbled.

“Booth, no one blames you”

“I should've handled it differently... I could've controlled my anger.” I squeeze the stress ball harder and harder to the point that my knuckles are bleeding. “I didn't do the right thing. I let my anger get the best of me” I am squeezing the stress ball so bad that I don't even realize the blood on my hand.

My phone suddenly rings, so I take out my phone and answer it. “Hey, y/n” I say, sounding worried and anxious. “Are you okay? How are you doing?”

“I'm alright, but I have to stay home for awhile because of my stupid rib... Are you okay? You sound weird” she asked through the phone worried.

“yeah, I am... What's up?”

“Can you come back to med clinic and get me please?” she asked softly, she still sounded worried though.

“Sure, no problem” I say through the phone. “Just let me finish up here and I will be right there.” I look over at Sweets. I feel guilty for taking my anger out.

“I'll be about... fifteen minutes. Okay?” I hang up the phone and immediately left Sweets office with a quick goodbye.

-------(1st pov)-------

I'm waiting for Seeley in the waiting room outside of the med clinic, as I am I stare at my pain meds with a bord expression.

“Hey n/n. How are you doing, sweetheart?” Seeley asked walking over to me slowly. I get up and wrap my arms around him, trying not to disturb my ribs. “I'm so happy to see you right now” Seeley mumbled against my shoulder.

“What happened to you?” I asked worried as I noticed his knuckles were all red and bruised. He quickly shook his head no. I gently left his arms and gave him a stern expression “what happened to your hands? And don't tell me nothing”

Seeley look down at his hands and then back up at me. “Well, I am not proud of this... But I beat up the guy that hurt you. You know, the one that broke your ribs”

I let out a deep breath and gave him a soft look. “oh Seeley” I looked at him with no judgment as I placed my bandaged covered hand over his cheek and rubbed it softly with my thumb.

Seeley nuzzles into my touch and take a deep breath and slowly open his eyes. “Look, n/n. I... I was wrong... I shouldn't have done that. I am not proud of it in any way. It just happened and I didn't think I could control it.” Seeley mumbles as tears pricked the corner of his eyes.

I quickly wipe away the tears as they fall, I kissed his forehead and wrap my arms around him, hoddling him tight not caring about my broken ribs. “Shh... It's okay” I whispered as I ran my fingers through his short hair.

“I love you” he blurts out. I leaned out of his arms and looked up into his eyes suprised. “I'm s-”

“I love you too” I whispered and pressed my lips to his, not caring if anyone saw us.

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[jessicaaatje]

People I'll write for

Some will be platonic, but sometimes I can make them not platonic. You can make couples, then I will maybe write a poly fic, or one where the couple are the parents of the reader.

WOSO

Alex Morgan

Christen Press

Ashlyn Harris

Ali Krieger

Tobin Heath

Lindsey Horan

Emily Sonnett

Kelley O'Hara

Hope Solo

Leah Williamson

Jill Roord

Jackie Groenen

Vivianne Miedema

Alexia Putellas

Jenni Hermoso

And more...

STRANGER THINGS

Max Mayfield

Eleven

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Susy

Erica Sinclair

Chrissy

Kali

Platonic

Will Byers

Mike Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Parents

Jim Hopper

Joyce Byers

Bob Newby

Murray

MARVEL

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Yelena Belova

Daisy Johnson

Jemma Simmons

Melinda May

Kate Bishop

Elena Rodriguez

Bobbi Morse

Sprite

Darcy Lewis

And more...

Platonic

Leo Fitz

Deke Shaw

Mack

Peter Parker

Pietro Maximoff

And more...

GLEE

Santana Lopez

Quinn Fabray

Marley Rose

Mercedes Jones

Platonic

Kurt Hummel

Noah Puckerman

Blaine Anderson

DC

Sara Lance

Zari Tarazi

Zari Tomaz

Spooner

Astra Logue

Gideon

Amaya Jiwe

Charlie

Ava Sharpe

Kara Danvers

Alex Danvers

Maggie Sawyer

Lena Luthor

Laurel Lance

Thea Queen

Mia Queen

Dinah Drake

Felicity Smoak

Killer Frost

Caitlin Snow

Nora West-Allen

Allegra Garcia

Jesse Quick

Lois Lane

Sarah Dawes

Nyssa al Ghul

Platonic

Most of the boys in the arrowverse

CRIMINAL MINDS

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Alex Blake

Kate Cahallan

Elle Greenaway

Penelope Garcia

Platonic

Derek Morgan

Spencer Reid

Parent

Aaron Hotchner

David Rossi

Jason Gideon

PITCH PERFECT

Becca Mitchell

Chloe Beale

Aubrey Posen

Emily Junk

Fat Amy

QUANTICO

Alex Parrish

Shelby Wyatt

Nimah and her Sister

DISNEY

DESCENDANTS

Mal

Evie

Uma

Audrey

TVD

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

Lizzie Saltzman

Hope Mikealson

Josie Saltzman

Penelope Park

Rebekah Mikealson

Hayley Marshall

Davina Claire

Freya Mikealson

ARCANE

Jinx

Powder

Vi

Lost In Space

Penny Robinson

Judy Robinson

Platonic

Will Robinson

HUNGER GAMES

Katniss Everdeen

Foxface

Primrose Everdeen

Johanna Mason

And mkre from the 74th hunger games women

TWILIGHT

Alice Cullen

Leah Clearwater

Reneesmee Cullen

Rosalie Hale

HARRY POTTER

Ginny Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Tonks

Daphne Greengrass

Lily Evans

Platonic

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Parents

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Remus x Sirius

James x Lily

ZERO CHILL

Kayla

Ava Hammerstrom

Sky

GAME OF THRONES

Arya Stark

Sansa Stark

Ygritte

Brienne

Margaery Tyrell

Daenerys Targaryen

REIGN

Mary Stuart

Lola

Kenna

Greer

THE 100

Clarke Griffin

Octavia Blake

Harper

Raven Reyes

Lexa

Anya

Madi Griffin

Cobra Kai

Sam LaRusso

Top Gun

Penny Benjamin

Amelia Benjamin

Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

Platonic

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

'Hangman'

Parents

Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell

'Iceman'

'Goose'

More To Come!

[hollywritesinstardust]

Preferences - Being a Sister of the Jeffersonian Team

Brennan

General

You’re her younger sister

When your parents left, you were actually split up by the foster system; as soon as she turned eighteen, she found you and petitioned for custody, which was granted

You hit Russ in the face when you saw him again

You also hit Max in the face when you saw him again

She taught you how to handle and shoot guns in case you ever needed to protect yourself

Thanks to her, you’re fluent in English, French, and Spanish

She has intimidated away more than a couple of significant others. You’re not mad about this because she usually doesn’t do it on purpose.

You’re not a forensic anthropologist, but because you listen to her talk and helped her study, you can follow along pretty well when she talks about work

You didn’t push her to do anything, but you’d really rooted for her to get with Booth and were so happy when she finally did

You’re the go-to babysitter

Parker, Christine, and Hank all adore you

With the Team

You were never a secret; Brennan didn’t talk about you a lot, merely because it wasn’t professionally relevant, but she had a photo of the two of you on her desk and mentioned you in passing a few times

You actually met the team because someone tried to hurt Brennan and she worried you’d also be a target, so you went to work with her

Angela decided instantly that you were gonna be friends. You did not get a choice

Booth started out babying you like he babied Jared, but over the years he started seeing you as an individual adult rather than just his partner’s little sibling

Hodgins made the mistake of flirting with you once and the look Brennan sent him could’ve made even Pelant pause

Cam likes your company because you’re more social and less work-oriented, so you kind of balance out Brennan

You really encouraged her to go to her therapy sessions with Sweets, but the one time he tried to psychoanalyze you, you made sure he knew not to do it again (you eventually ended up good friends though)

For some reason, the squinterns are all really surprised to find out Brennan has a sister. You secretly enjoy announcing it casually and watching their shocked reactions

Zach was your favorite (much like he was Brennan’s) and you never really got over his betrayal

You’re not close with many of the squinterns, but you’re friends with Wendell and Jessica

Booth

General

Again, you are the younger sibling - the baby of the family

Jared never quite grew up until he was out of the house, but having you as well as Jared to look after made Booth grow up super fast

He was able to relax a little once his grandfather took you all in, but he never stopped being wary and overprotective

When you moved out after high school, he called you every single day (sometimes just to remind you to lock your doors and keep pepper spray)

You were really into police shows as a kid, but Booth took it a step further and became a fed after his time with the army. You’re very proud of him

You’re also proud of Jared, of course, but given the stupid decisions he’s made, you’re a little more reserved

Booth told you when he was going to propose to Rebecca. He also crashed on your couch when she said no

Same with Hannah

And with Brennan, during that awkward time when Pelant forced him to be the one calling it off

Like Brennan, he would’ve also taught you to shoot

You’re also the one who was left to stage an intervention when you saw his gambling become a problem the first time around. He got help, but it was hard for him to admit at first and your attempted confrontation made a rift between you two for a long time. Once he started going to meetings and got his equivalent of a sobriety coin, you made up

You slapped Jared so goddamn hard when he got a DUI - you also slapped Booth for protecting Jared from the consequences. You’re not kids anymore, Jared needs to be an adult and take responsibility

You’re not as religious as he is, but you’re happy to be Parker’s godmother

You encouraged him to go to therapy with Sweets because you’d had counselling before and it had really helped, so since you wanted him to, he went

With the Team

Being the sister of a field agent means you’re usually pretty safe, but sometimes bad people want to hurt you to get back at him. You met the team when Epps threatened you, and Booth had you stay in the lab with Cam and Hodgins until it blew over

Cam was super nice and great company, especially since you’d already known each other from when she’d dated Booth

Hodgins was eager to get blackmail stories

Honestly, you could tell he was stressed, but his attempts at lightening the situation really helped you stay calm and you couldn’t thank him enough for that

He and Zach became fast friends with you, to Booth’s chagrin

It was hard for you to tell what Brennan thought. For a while you assumed she didn’t like you very much, but you had no idea why. Booth had to explain that it was just the way she acted, and she actually liked you more than she liked him sometimes

You actually became pretty close with Brennan and took martial arts classes together

You’re not as close with Angela, but you get along well when you do spend time together

You and Sweets bonded pretty quickly. You suspected more than once that he was envious of the connection you had with your brother, but he was never obvious about it. To be honest, he seemed lonely sometimes (a lot) and you felt bad for him, and were really happy when you saw him start to seem less alone

Your favorite squint has been Finn because he really reminds you of Booth. Booth would never agree, but Finn’s willingness to pick up a weapon and threaten his dad to protect his mother made you think of Booth standing up to his father and taking the brunt of the abuse to protect you and Jared

Wendell’s a close second, since he and Booth played hockey together

Angela

General

You’re an avid supporter of her artwork

You didn’t date as much as Angela, to dad’s relief

You got tattoos together (not matching) when she turned eighteen

Angela was not the only one that had to change their name when they turned eighteen

She literally came out to you by asking if she left her girlfriend’s bra in your laundry by accident

She was originally going to study computer science at MIT, but you convinced her to follow her passions and she chose a school that also had a great art program

You liked Roxie, but you didn’t think they’d last. Just from an outsider’s perspective, you could see how their lifestyles didn’t quite line up

You’re the protective older sister who freaked out about her working on murder cases at first – it took a while for you to calm down and be chill with it

Hodgins asked your permission to marry Angela, to which you replied, “eh, you’re okay, I guess,” and then warned him that if Ange ever found out he’d asked anyone else for her hand, he would be sleeping on the couch for weeks

You were the maid of honor at her wedding

You host sleepovers for Brennan’s and Angela’s kids so that they can go out sometimes and just have fun

She keeps teasing you about having your own kid whenever she sees you playing around happily with Michael Vincent

With the Team

You met Brennan and Booth in the desert when Ange’s then-boyfriend was murdered by drug smugglers and they came out to investigate the crime

You were apprehensive of Brennan, but then saw how much she loves Angela and got all on board with that friendship

You got really close with Brennan and bonded a lot while taking martial arts classes together

You got along great with Booth right from the start, thanks to similar senses of humor, values, and interests

Hodgins tried to impress you because he wanted Angela to have another reason to like him. He tried to lean on the back of a chair, the chair rolled on its wheels, and he went flying to the floor

You thought Zach was “kinda cute, in the lost puppy sort of way” but you were never really friends with him

You started out purely professional with Cam, but that came to a screeching halt after an eventful girls’ night out

Your genuine interest in psychology makes you Sweets’ favorite

You double date a lot with Wendell and his girlfriend

Angela would never let you hear the end of it if she found out that you and Aubrey go to sci-fi conventions together

Your favorite intern is Arastoo – you have a liberal arts education, much like Angela, and you loved to have scholarly discussions about things like religion, conflict theory, and literature with him

Hodgins

General

Despite having an inheritance of your own, Hodgins doted on you with his money, being nearly ten years older than you

He used to put various bugs in your bedroom as pranks. His choice to study entomology was not a surprise by any stretch of the imagination

Your prank wars were legendary

When you were bored, you’d make up puzzles (usually by inventing cyphers or using anagrams) for each other to solve and then passing letters in them until that system got boring. Hodgins loved it, since he loved the stories of your cryptologist grandfather

Your first pet was a puppy. His was a snake, not poisonous but pretty big. You were tentatively open to the reptilian pet until you heard panicked yapping and ran in on the constrictor snake looking about to crush your puppy. The rules regarding that snake’s freedom were very strictly tightened and you hated snakes ever since

Hodgins was the best brother. You were picked on at school for being a rich kid, and he knew what that was like, so he’d take you to get clothes at places like Walmart, Sears, and JCPennys. He’d help you buy school supplies at Office Max. He chose your first car and gave you something that didn’t attract a lot of attention, all so you could fit in easier

The conspiracist hobbies are not new. One time he asked if you were in the Illuminati??? Like??? And he seemed disappointed when you said you obviously weren’t?????

You went spelunking together in caves, pretending to look for pirate treasure, and even went scuba diving off the coast of Hawaii

He kept “subtly” pursuing you to be a scientist like him for a long time before finally resigning to just be supportive

After your parents’ deaths, you traveled around, seeing things for a while before you finally felt ready to settle down again. Hodgins never objected, never nudged you to come home, just asked for souvenirs or suggested new destinations, and when you were ready, he housed you until you found your own place

He always gives your significant others a shovel talk. Even when the first time he saw your significant other was at his own wedding, he stopped to give a short “don’t you dare hurt her because I have the best lawyers” talk before running out of the church with Ange

You offered money to help them when Hodgins and Angela were broke. You’re sure he wouldn’t have accepted it if he hadn’t had a family to think about, but you were happy to help

With the Team

You met the team when you walked into the lab with a visitor’s pass to complain that his then-girlfriend had gotten your phone number somehow and wouldn’t stop trying to use you as a messenger

You and Booth like each other a lot more than Hodgins would prefer. He’s all “government stooge” while you’re like “cool so you catch bad guys” and it takes a while for your brother to get used to it

You, Zach, and Hodgins all made up the Jeffersonian’s “Golden Trio.” You and Hodgins were hit hardest by Zach’s betrayal, but you were really confused by how to feel at first. Knowing that Zach had injured himself badly for the sake of keeping Hodgins safe made you feel grateful, even though you knew you should be angry

Cam is a bit exasperated by you because you urge Hodgins to do more experiments so that he has more fun stories to tell

Angela quickly found things you had in common (even before she and Hodgins were dating) to make friends with you, and now you’re glad to actually be sisters

Brennan likes to teach you things when you listen, but other than occasionally babysitting for her and Booth or drinking together at Founding Fathers, you don’t see much of each other out of the lab

You were always one of the nicest ones to Sweets, and although you never wanted to talk to him about Zach, you didn’t ice him out. Hodgins seemed to think Sweets thought Zach could be replaced. You knew better and were just glad to have friends to help you not feel alone

Hodgins and Aubrey get along well enough, but not as well as you and Aubrey do. Pizza restaurants, cinemas, and coffee cafés are your favorite places to hang out together

Angela’s dad admitted to you that he’s chill with Hodgins now, and just terrorizes him for amusement. You died laughing

Your favorite of the squinters are Vincent and Finn – the latter because of just how nice and genuinely happy he always seemed to be, and the former because you admired how willing he was to compromise, and to be corrected and learn from his mistakes

Cam

General

You’re the middle sister of three

You never clashed as much with either of your sisters as they did with each other

Your parents would never admit it to anyone, but you’re their favorite because you caused a lot less drama as a teenager than either of your sisters

Cam would tell her parents that she was still dating Booth even after they’d broken up just so they’d leave her alone about finding a partner, and you managed to get sucked into it and would make up long-winded stories about times you’d crashed their dates or gotten pulled into an argument that ended happily or something, and your parents always bought it

The worst part about being the sister of a pathologist was when you swapped phones for a couple days during her ME training and had to explain to a friend why there were photographs of corpses in various stages of autopsy in your camera roll

She helped you learn Spanish, but you’d spent more time in Mexico and even vacationed in Spain for a while, so you ended up being more fluent

You learned from her example to be confident and strong, and you were eternally grateful for that

She’s also the one that taught you how valuable it is to be educated and motivated. Though your parents always supported your goals, it was Cam how showed you how to achieve them

Cam moved to DC around the same time you did, so it was nice to live near family again

She complained to you about her power struggle with Brennan when she started at the Jeffersonian, and you would sarcastically agree that it must be really frustrating to have a headstrong, stubborn person insisting they know what’s right (it was funny to you because it sounded like she was finally learning what it had been like to deal with her for the last twenty-some years)

Her breakup with Arastoo was so sad that it made you cry, and you were really psyched when they got back together

Maid of honor at her wedding with Arastoo

With the Team

Your first time meeting the team was at a Christmas party Cam invited you to at the Jeffersonian to celebrate the staff. It was fun to meet her friends, especially Angela, who was a lot of fun and not at all the kind of person you expected to meet at the lab

Angela and you were fast friends

You were kind of friends with Booth ever since he dated Cam, but you didn’t chat much between their breakup and her move to DC. It was one of those halfway-friendships where you’d say hi occasionally but usually just kind of mutually ignored each other

Hodgins once said he was surprised you’re not a stick-in-the-mud like Cam. Cam overheard. Hodgins stammered through his words to apologize

Although it surprised you, you were also quick to bond with Brennan. You’d admired her from the beginning, since it had to take a very intelligent and dedicated person to be a legitimate rival to your sister

You literally never met Zach until he was in the hospital for blowing up his hands. Cam asked you to help watch over him in case whoever had sabotaged the experiment came back, so you joined their rotating shifts, along with the security guards outside his door, and thought he’d seemed kind of sweet… you changed your mind when you heard he killed and ate people

You also didn’t interact much with Aubrey. Not that there was anything you had against him, you just didn’t share as much in common and weren’t in positions where you had to talk to each other very often

You got coffee with Sweets a few times, since you were both relatively new to the city, and for a long time you both felt like outsiders whenever you visited the Medico-Legal lab (you because you weren’t a scientist, him because the team was standoffish and a bit exclusive after what happened with Zach)

Arastoo is your favorite because he’s your brother-in-law

Your favorite squints that you’re not family with are Clark and Vincent. Vincent was always super friendly and made you feel at home whenever you visited. Clark was always pleasant to be around - always more than civil and very respectful, but professional, as well.

Sweets

General

You were the older sister in this case, and you were always very protective. Your parents were crueler to you than they were to him because you were older

You’re the reason you escaped them - you realized you could get help when you had infected injuries on your back and called CPS yourself

The couple who adopted you were the sweetest ever and they didn’t even hesitate to take in both you and your brother. From that point you grew up safe, healthy, and loved

You would tease him mercilessly sometimes

He tried to give your first boyfriend a protective shovel talk, but it was when he was about eleven and so it really wasn’t as intimidating as he’d have hoped. He was basically a scrawny, four-foot-tall beanpole trying to tell a football player to have you home by nine “or else”

You both went to college intending to study psychology, but you trained in different fields and your focus shifted, so it’s in your background but it’s not your practicing focus

You shared an apartment when your parents died and he moved to DC. You went with him and looked for job opportunities there

Even after you were employed, you kept living together because it was economical and you felt better living with him than you would’ve alone

Once he started dating Daisy you realized it was in everyone’s best interest that they had more privacy, so you found your own apartment

When Olivia accidentally shot him, you kept making sharp, sarcastic replies because you were pretty pissed. If you can’t aim for the right person, you shouldn’t be allowed to carry a gun

His breakup with Daisy left him moping on your couch for weeks. It was pretty pathetic but you were nice enough not to tell him that

You had never been more scared than you were when the subway line derailed while he was on it. He was shaken up that he’d seen someone die, but as selfish as it might have been, you were just glad that your brother was safe

The worst day of your life was when Booth called you to unsteadily, shakily, ramblingly tell you that Sweets had been murdered on the job

With the Team

The worst part of his job was how his “teammates” treated him. For a while you resented the Jeffersonian team, because you could see how sincerely Sweets was trying to help, and he kept getting belittled and dismissed - if not for his age, then for his profession, his looks, his geeky interests, or simply because he wasn’t Zach, and they had wanted the bad guy to be the new outsider instead of their close friend, and it wasn’t fair to your brother at all

You met the team unwillingly, only because Sweets really wanted you to, at Founding Fathers one night. It was hard to reconcile the arrogant, rude people you’d imagined with the compassionate, friendly group you saw

Booth was probably the one that took the longest for you to warm up to. While he accepted and grew more and more like a mentor to Sweets, you couldn’t quite forget that his snide insults had been the worst for your brother to hear

By the time several years had passed, you grudgingly admitted to yourself that Booth was kind of like the big brother you’d never had, looking out for both of you and doing an unprecedented background check on your dates

You weren’t sure what to make of Brennan. It took you a long time to get used to her, but you realized pretty quickly that when she said insulting things, she didn’t usually understand that she was being mean, and that made her easier to forgive than Booth. Soon you started actually enjoying her company - her bluntness meant you never had to guess at what she thought or felt

Angela was the sweetest, and although she teased you a little, she never did it with bad intentions. You liked her practically right off the bat and you were personal friends before you really knew what happened

You never got close with Cam, but you have each other’s phone numbers in case of emergency and sometimes go to see movies or events that others aren’t interested in

Hodgins would indulge your morbid fascination with reptiles and bugs, but kept pestering you to hold them. Your hell nos were a source of amusement for him.

He was one of the worst about Zach, so you ended up losing your temper with him once. He admitted he’d been a jerk, apologized to you, apologized to Sweets, and all was good

You never got the chance to meet Zach, but you heard a lot about him. Aside from the part where he was found criminally insane, he seemed like a cool guy

Daisy always annoyed the hell out of you. She was too preppy, too loud, to scattered, and not humble in the least. Sweets thought these were endearing traits, but honestly you just wanted her to shut up

Your favorite squint was Vincent. His youthful enthusiasm to learn and help reminded you a lot of Sweets, and his death hit you really hard. Wendell was a close second, in part because he was just so mature and responsible while still being playful and relatable

Aubrey

General

You’re his older sister who had to step up and really help your mother with raising him after your father abandoned the three of you

Your special nickname for him is “Jay” and he doesn’t let anyone else call him that

He’s super protective of you and kind of feels like he needs to pay you back for all you did to help him get where he is

You’re so proud of him for taking the trauma caused by your dad and using it as motivation to become a cop when he easily could’ve let it make him bitter and mean

You have lots of movie marathons and binge sessions together

There is a lot of car and home karaoke, and you always poke fun at him for his college a cappella

You tease him about Jessica, but in actuality, you think they’re adorable together

He used to talk about culinary school when he was younger. That’s how much he loves food

As soon as he was released from the hospital, you nearly killed him yourself for using his survival as bait to the bombers

You took him to all of his physical therapy appointments and follow-ups while all the injuries from the shrapnel were healing

He was reluctant to take over Booth’s office when the older agent retired, but you encouraged him to take the offer and accept the promotions. You knew he deserved the acknowledgment and recognition

The two of you have a very close relationship and very few serious arguments, and when you do have disagreements, you’re careful to keep it private

With the Team

You met Sweets when you were helping Jay move to DC and became friends

You cried with Jay for hours when Sweets died

You met the rest of the team while in protective custody during the Pelant scare

You were so thankful to Brennan for accepting your brother and helping him to transition into the new job. He’d been really excited to work with the Medico-Legal team, but when Booth shut him out, you could tell it really disappointed and hurt him. If Brennan hadn’t been so helpful, you didn’t think he’d have been as happy

With Booth, you share an earnest sort of kinship because you both have experience growing up a little too fast to take care of a younger brother

You’re also really close with Hodgins, because he felt awful for Jay being injured protecting him from the bomb

Of course, you also got really aggravated and snapped at Hodgins to get his head out of his ass when he was being a douche and making everyone miserable instead of coping with his paralysis

While in the waiting room after the bomb went off, waiting for word on Hodgins and Aubrey, you and Angela wordlessly comforted each other. Without ever talking about it, you became really close friends

You bonded with Cam over the dumb teenage decisions of both Aubrey and Michelle

Your least favorite squintern is Clark – you’d heard only good things about him from everyone, but when it turned out he covered up a murder… well, your opinion went down quite a bit

Your favorite squintern is Jessica because she’s fun, smart, and surprisingly intuitive. You think she makes a good couple with Aubrey, and you’re also kind of relieved that she speaks her mind. No one ever has to wonder what she’s thinking because all you have to do is ask

Zach

General

You have a huge family, so you’re just one of many sisters

However, you are the one closest to Zach, because you don’t mock and taunt him for being awkward, nerdy, for studying dead people, etc

He likes engineering because of you. One of your other brothers broke a robotic toy when you were six, and you were so upset that Zach fixed it for you. He found the mechanics fascinating and that’s why he got a degree in engineering

You got such good grades in your science classes because Zach always helped you

Lots of long sci-fi marathons together

You’re always giving him advice on communication, friendships, relationship problems, etc

Likewise, he’s always giving you advice and help with studying, choices on your education, practical matters, etc

You stayed with him and Hodgins when you were in town, since you never had the time to visit for more than a few days

You were so scared when he went overseas that he’d be hurt

You moved closer to DC when he was incarcerated so that you could visit him, and you make sure to see him at McKinley several times a week

He told you he didn’t kill anyone, but when you tried to tell others, no one believed you because a) you’re his sister and b) you’re not a professional or an authority

You always make sure to give cards and presents on holidays and birthdays. It’s hard for Zach to do much but he likes to order presents to your address since he can’t go shopping, and he makes cards by hand as a form of physical therapy

With the Team

You met the Jeffersonian team when you visited Zach on the Christmas when they were quarantined

You liked Hodgins right off the bat because he was so friendly with Zach, and you knew your brother had a hard time making friends

You had a great respect for Brennan before even meeting her because of Zach’s high esteem for her

Brennan was impressed by your studies and intellect and you became casual friends, though you got a little closer to each other after Zach’s arrest

You don’t really have much of a relationship with Cam

You’re incredibly grateful to Booth for saving Zach’s life when he triggered the bomb Epps set

Angela adored you right from the start and liked how you and Zach were so close compared to most siblings

You were sad that Zach was an accomplice, but incredibly thankful to Sweets for not giving up on him and continuing to talk to him at McKinley. Later on, when you were trying to tell people Zach was innocent, Sweets was the only one who believed you

The team got a lot closer with you as you all had to struggle to deal with Zach’s betrayal

Your favorite squint is Clark because even though you know he’s curious about your brother, he never asks you to talk about it

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Bones and NCIS Masterlist

I’m making this as a post on it’s own, and will be with other fandoms because the separate pages on my blog only works on desktop/PC. So this version will work on mobile if linked in my Main Masterlist post. 

If you find any incorrect or missing links please let me know! 

Here is the link to my Main Masterlist

Key: Those without emoji’s are general/have no real genre I could identify Fluff: 💕 Romantic: ❤️ Platonic: 🧡 Comforting: 💜 Angst: 💔 Action/Violent: ☠️ NSFW/Suggestive: 👀 Humor: 🟨

~~ I no longer write for Bones or NCIS/CSI anymore, I’m sorry! ~~

Bones

All Bones Imagines    All Bones Oneshots    Headcanons   Everything Bones

Everything For:

Lance Sweets    Zack Addy   Jack Hodgins   Seeley Booth   James Aubrey   Everyone

Story:

The Clock Strikes Midnight by smolpersonbigworld

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - unfinished

Smolpersonbigworld other works:

Pun Jars - Reader x Aubrey 🟨

Individual Links For:

Reader x Whole Team

Headcanons - team reacts to readers death ☠️💔

Smol Child 🧡

Photographs - reader x hodgins + whole team 🧡

One Word Drabble - “Death” 💔

The team finding our you were mentally abused by your mother (Finn x reader) 💔

Reader is injured (near death) - 💔

Lance Sweets:

Headcanons - Being Sweet’s sibling  🧡

Headcanons - Your first Christmas with Sweets 💕

Headcanons - Headcanon Tag/Ask 

Why is your hand on my ass? 💕🟨

I’m not giving up on us having happiness one day 💔

Quarantine 💔

Do that again/Make me 🟨

Pelant Targets the Reader 💔

Stop biting your lip! 

You’re pretty hot when you’re angry 

Two-Part Drabble Game: The Morning After 💕

I had this dream where you kissed me… 💕

Panic Attack 💔

I’m not sure how we ended up kissing like that 💕

I’m crazy about you 💕

You betrayed my trust/Get yours hands off of me 💔

Oh boy/What happened last night? 

Don’t say that 💔

Are you scared? 💔

AU: Friends to Romance 💕

One Word Prompt - “Love” 

I think we’re more than ‘just friends’ 💕

Reader with a hard past opens up to Sweets 💔

Zack Addy

Two-Part Drabble Game: Making Out 💕👀

Last night never happened

I can’t stand the fact that I love you 💔

Are you trying to turn me on? 

Secretly Dating 

Jack Hodgins

Headcanons: Dating Hodgins 💕

Headcanons: Self-Harm Scars 💔

Awkward 💕

Sass Battles 🟨

Rise and fucking shine, motherf*cker 🟨

Photographs 

Dreaming of You 💕

You’re blushing so hard… 💕

Stop Running 💕

Happy Holidays Everyone! Except you, I hate you 💕

One Word Prompt - “Death” (reader death) 💔

One Word Prompt - “Shy” 💕

Reader is afraid Hodgins still has feelings for Angela 💔💕

Seeley Booth

Imagine: Booths Sibling/Crush on Aubrey

Don’t make me hurt you - Asexual Reader 💕

Don’t even think about it 💕

Okay it was me…so? 🟨

Pick-up Line 💕

I’m personally offended you didn’t get me to be your fake date 💕

One Word Drabble - “Death” 💔

One Word Drabble - “Pilot” 

James Aubrey

Headcanons - Dating Aubrey 💕

Imagine - Having a crush on Aubrey

Anyone could tell from here 💕

Voucher 💕

The date didn’t go well 💕

I’ve never seen your face turn that shade of red 💕

Start Over 💔💕

Twister 💕

Bonfire 🟨💕

Finn Abernathy

Haunted House 💕 

The team finding our you were mentally abused by your mother (Finn x reader) 💔

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NCIS

All Imagines      All Oneshots      All Headcanons      Everything NCIS

Works written by @smolpersonbigworld

I haven’t slept in four days - reader x Dinozzo 💔

What can I say baby? - reader x Dinozzo 🟨

Dinozzo seeing your cheer leading photo - reader x dinozzo 

Whole Team

Headcanons - How the team reacts to your death 💔

McGee

Headcanons - McGee finding recent “paper-cuts” on your arms 💔

“One” Word Drabble - Fresh Thigh Self Harm Scars 💔

I love you almost as much as I love Halloween 🟨

Mistletoe Kiss 💔💕

Bite Me - Smut/NSFW 👀

Gibbs

Headcanons - Dating Gibbs and he finds out your Anorexic 💔

Headcanons - Gibbs discovers you have depression and your self-harm scars 💔

Depression 💔

Tony Dinozzo

Headcanons - Sex with Tony - Mild NSFW/Smut 👀

Headcanons - Being married to Tony 💕❤️

Headcanons - Tony discovering that the reader self-harms 💔

One Word Drabble - “Ballet”

“One” Word Drabble - “Fresh Thigh Self Harm Scars” 💔

One Word Drabble - “Dress”

Twister - Smut/NSFW 👀

Tony catches you self-harming (not super detailed/mostly suggested) 💔

Reader is Zivas slightly older sister and is dating Tony

Too Late - Reader is kidnapped and thought to be dead (Angst) 💔

Ziva David

Headcanons - Being best friends with Ziva

One Word Drabble - “Scars” (self harm) 💔

Ziva x reader (platonic) - Discovering your self harm scars 💔

Abby Sciuto

Headcanons - Abby finding your self-harm scars 💔

NCIS (Los Angeles) 

Kensi x reader Headcanons - Being best friends 🧡

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ASHES TO ASHES | jim moriarty x reader | part 3/13

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When Sherlock Holmes becomes a man obsessed, James Moriarty becomes a man intrigued. That much, you are about to learn.

The first night in your hotel room, you allow yourself rest. The bed sheets are so soft, and sleeping on a mattress is infinitely more comfortable than the floor of a freezing basement. In many ways, despite your fervent dislike of the decor of the room based on its disingenuity, it is a decent opposite to your life before.

There is no blustering breeze blowing through dark, cracked bricks. There are no semi-dangerous power tools strewn over the floor. The sheets don't scratch at your skin.

You make sure, that night, to check yourself over for injuries. The fire was a major risk, you knew that much, and there had always been the chance that you could get caught in the blaze and burn alive, your body remaining trapped in the same house as those of your step-family's, and your freedom curbed by fire.

And you had come out unscathed.

There were no burns on you, not even the tiniest of markings from something as harmless as a stray ember. There was the chance you were suffering from some mild smoke-inhalation, but you felt completely fine, so you weren't too worried about that.

You wake up earlier than most people, but today, you don't have to get up and start sweeping or work on preparing breakfast. You feel absolutely, devastatingly victorious when there come no shouts of your name, no demands to get out of bed and fix the house.

Freedom feels so utterly delightful.

The only real downside is the lack of birdsong. The kind of birds that will chirp sweetly in the morning with you as their only audience do not thrive in inner-city London. Here, there is the eternal street-chatter, car noises, and taxi calling.

When you turn on the TV, having spent the early morning lounging in bed and enjoying the feeling of being wrapped up in soft sheets, the news is reporting live from your street.

There is a news reporter lady talking rapidly to the camera, a microphone clutched tightly in one hand. Behind her lie the remains of your parents' house. The blaze has long-since been extinguished, but there still remains one lone firetruck at the scene. The house itself has practically caved in on itself. Tiles of the roof and pieces of wood that had served as the infrastructure of the house lie lamely scattered around the lawn and driveway. It's a mess of ash and what had once been your childhood home.

The words she's saying are almost imperceivable.

Verona's car had caught fire after all. That alone gives you a smug sense of satisfaction. Just one more thing that she had valued had been stripped from her and desecrated.

"...The police have announced that they are launching a murder inquiry into the deaths of Verona Archer and her nineteen-year-old twin daughters Aubrey and Alora. Detective Inspector Lestrade, who will be heading the inquiry, has declined to comment, but sources have confirmed to us that Reichenbach hero Sherlock Holmes will be consulting."

You sit up, more interested in what she has to say than you had been just moments ago. The murder inquiry was no real surprise - you hadn't exactly tried to cover up the fact that the corpses had been hacked to bits. The mere thought of Sherlock Holmes - an allegedly brilliant civilian detective - on the case, did however shock you slightly.

Taking in a shuddering breath only calms you very slightly.

You had been so, so careful, and this had the potential to become your downfall.

The police, of course, would be on the case. You had been smart - burning everything in the house that had belonged to you. Any item that bore your name or image was to be reduced to ash, now scattered in the wind like black snow.

It was most fortuitous that Verona had caused you to have a life of solitude. Her daughters, of course, had been allowed to go out and socialise as much as they wished. Verona herself would attend dinner parties, and had wormed her way into any and every social scene that she could. Everybody had adored the three of them - Verona Archer, with her perfectly curled blonde hair, pink lips, and her darling twin daughters that were the spitting image of her.

That was a social life that you hadn't been permitted. You had been incredibly resentful at the time. Your parent's families flaked away from you once they had both died - there was nobody who cared to reach out and check on their only child. There was no way of being certain whether or not they would even remember that you had been living in the Archer household.

It was rather unlikely there were even any neighbours that even knew of your existence. That obscurity would hopefully keep you safe.

It's mid-morning by the time you eventually leave the hotel room. You've decided that today you're going to buy some new clothes, get some food, and look for a job that won't ask too many questions, all whilst keeping your head down and staying away from any cameras. The employment will probably come in the form of a seedy pub, which does invoke some kind of revulsion within you.

You have to remind yourself that it won't be for long. This is all temporary - once you're able to acquire some forged documentation you'll be in the clear. This is just one step closer to your happy ever after. You've already endured the hardest part and come out stronger for it.

---

Lestrade has relocated his board, featuring pictures, evidence, and lots of colourful string and thumbtacks, to a bigger room in the police station. The board sits front and center of the room, and is the primary focus of the room's occupants.

The full team has been gathered, all congregating in this one room to try to work cohesively.

"Listen, we're under a lot of scrutiny on this case." Lestrade says, grimacing as he looks between his taskforce and the board.

"And that's your fault." Donovan sniffs. "If you hadn't brought in Sherlock bloody Holmes then I bet that the media wouldn't even care."

"Right, right," John tries to intervene. "Let's just look at the evidence, yeah? And try to solve the case?"

As usual, she seems less than thrilled with John's presence, regarding him less than a teammate and more as a tag-along that Sherlock had somehow procured.

"So what do we actually know then?" Donovan asks, staring unrelentingly at the board.

Sherlock steps forward, pinning another picture to the board, next to the Archer girls. "This is our culprit. She's Verona's step-daughter, the child of a previous marriage of Verona's second husband."

There she is - there you are. It's an old photograph, ridiculously outdated from when you had been in high school. It looks terribly out of place next to the pictures of the Archers when they had been alive. Theirs are recent, good quality images - Verona's had been just the night before she was killed. The twins were impossible to distinguish from one another. All of them had the luxury of smiling at the camera, of being happy.

Lestrade takes over. "Her father died almost a decade ago in a car accident, and her actual mother passed away a while before that from health complications. The dad remarried not too long after his wife's death, so Verona becomes her step-mum, and the twins become step-sisters. She's a few years older than the twins, and we have no clue whatsoever what she had been doing since she finished high school."

"And we have no clue where she is now?" Anderson asks.

"None wha-" Lestrade begins.

Sherlock cuts him off. "No, that's not true. She'll be in a major city, most likely London. She'll either be keeping a low profile, or have a new identity set up already. She will have changed since high school - probably a hair cut, hair dye, or even tattoos, though that's unlikely."

"Right, I'll tell the officers on duty to keep an eye out for her." Lestrade nods, "Though I don't think a picture from years ago is going to help very much."

Donovan frowns slightly, her eyebrows tugging downwards slightly. She bites her lip for a second, her eyes darting between the pictures of the Archer girls when they were alive, their bodies, and their possible murderer. "Do we have a motive yet? Are we sure that this couldn't be a stalker who killed the Archers to kidnap their step-sister? I just can't really see a girl who Verona had raised, who loved the twins as if they were really her sisters, just turning on them like that."

"That's been bothering me too." Lestrade says. "I mean, maybe she felt like an outsider, but -"

"Of course she felt like an outsider." Sherlock says. "Verona took away her step-daughter's bedroom and had her sleep in the basement, so that she could store her fur coats upstairs. The step-daughter would be banned from furthering her education, and served as practically a live-in maid. It's incredibly obvious, really."

"They kept her as a maid? In the basement?" Lestrade's jaw hangs open slightly, his tone utterly disbelieving.

"Of course they did. All we have to do now is find her." Sherlock says, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Come on, John. If Cinderella's looking for a story, then we'll help her write one."

---

By the time you get back to your hotel room, your confidence has been bolstered immeasurably. You'd rather cautiously kept away from the more densely populated, camera-filled streets, and remained in more seedy, shady areas where nobody would really care too much even if they did know what you'd done.

In that time, you'd secured clothes, food, and you'd scouted out a few places that would probably be willing to employ you and not ask too many questions, though you weren't under the impression that they would pay you particularly well.

It felt so intoxicating to be completely and utterly free. You had no constraints any more. There were no Aubrey and Alora to hound you when you went shopping, and Verona was no longer around to tell you to be grateful that she even kept you around. Total, complete independence was one of the finest things you had ever encountered.

Perhaps the next few months would be rough whilst you were evading the police and establishing your new life. But ultimately, you were free. From freedom, your happily ever after would be borne.

Hastily, you put the food away - you'd bought simple things that could be stored in the mini-fridge - and pull the clothes on to hangers in the wardrobe. It doesn't feel like home, but oddly, you're glad for that.

Home had been burnt down, reduced to ashes by your own hand. In due time, you'd build a new one if you had to, and it most certainly would not resemble this hotel room.

Once you've finished packing everything away, you try to allow yourself to relax, but for some reason, you feel utterly unable to.

For some, indecipherable reason, you feel watched.

Instantly, your eyes narrow and you stalk around your hotel room, checking below your bed and in the bathroom. There's nobody hiding in either places, and you know that the wardrobe is empty, too. You're utterly alone here, and yet, you certainly do not feel that way. Rather, it feels like there are eyes at your back, scrutinising your every move.

Your next course of action is to check out the window. There's nobody there. Still, you draw the curtains closed tightly. It does little to block out the light or offer you any true sense of security. You're on edge - all of a sudden the shadows in the room feel too dark, too ominous, and it feels like the temperature has dropped several degrees.

There's a deep paranoia settling into your bones, and slowly, but surely, your heart rate is beginning to rise, to the point where your heart is rapidly thundering against your ribcage.

There has to be something you'd missed.

Most people hadn't developed the acute senses that you had. They simply weren't as perceptive, and they had no reason to be. Your distinct awareness of everything around you had been developed over years and years of maltreatment.

Just the slightest movement could tell you a thousand different things. Noises, from the screech of a heeled shoe against wooden floor to the mutterings of your step-mother, were a vital part of determining how safe you felt. Sight, too, was important. You could recognise just from the way Verona positioned her handbag if she would be in the mood to let you eat that night.

You had learnt to trust your senses. And right now, they were declaring that you had missed something - that there was something totally and completely off about this room.

Quickly, your eyes are traversing over every tiny little thing. From the doorframe, to the curtains, to the TV, to the desk -

The desk.

That's what had changed. The sugar packets and TV remote had been pushed to the outskirts of the desk to make room for something that hadn't been there before.

It's in the centre of the desk, and your jaw drops open slightly just at the sight of it. A bolt of ice rushes down your spine and suddenly you're afraid. There had been no fear when you killed three people and set their house aflame. But this, this felt like a threat.

Resting idly, almost innocently on the desk, is a heeled glass shoe.

It glitters prettily under the few rays of sunlight that escape from the curtains, but its mere presence feels insidious. You want to stumble away from it, dash out of the hotel and run for your life. But you don't. Rather, you stalk closer, creeping towards it, your eyes wide and unblinking.

The glasswork is pretty. It's delicate - carefully made, with intricate spirals running up the heel. It's relatively transparent, with a slight blue tint to it, enough to make it appear more frosted. It looks about your size, but it's far too nice to even attempt to wear. It's the kind of shoe you would have relentlessly lusted after as a child. A real life glass slipper.

And yet, neither the pretty glasswork or whether it is actually wearable are the primary thoughts on your mind.

Right next to the shoe, lying so innocuously on the desk, is a little white note. It almost resembles a business card, with a swooping golden border around the edges. If the shoe felt like a threat, then this feels even worse.

Inscribed, in shocking black ink on the bone-white card -

HELLO, CINDERELLA. WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO TO THE BALL?

Now you really do feel like crying - like yelling out and destroying everything around you, smashing the glass slipper and burning your dreams just as you'd burnt the house down. You collapse to the floor, one hand clutching at your chest, grappling onto your torso like it was a lifeline.

You had been cautious. Cameras had been avoided at all costs. You'd even made sure that there would be no up to date pictures of you available for you to be identified from. You had done everything right.

It was so, awfully unfair. All of a sudden, that tenuous, delightful freedom had been ripped out from under you and torn to ribbons. And you had no idea by whom.

There was somebody out there who knew. Somebody who knew what you had done, and worse still, knew where you were. Somebody who could very, very easily let themselves into your hotel room.

Last night, you had slept so soundly, totally unaware that you had already been compromised.

You had no idea who could possibly do this - who could want to torment you in this way. Nobody came to mind. There should have been nobody that even cared to look for you, beyond the police hunting down a criminal. Logically, there should have been no way for you to be found. All of your bases had been carefully covered.

Worst of all is that you have no way of fathoming what it even means. Is it a threat? A taunt?

You simply have no idea, and you're not inclined to even want to find out. It's entirely possible that you've burnt your way out of one cage just to be put in another. All because there's somebody out there who's smarter than you, who has somehow been able to undo every precaution you put into place.

Taking in a deep breath, you lower your head into your hands and beg yourself to just think.

This could be a threat. You have no idea who would want to threaten you, and you have no leverage against them.

Rather quickly, you come to the conclusion that for now, you will simply play along with whatever they want. It's the easiest option - if they'd found you here then they could potentially find you anywhere. This way, you can dig for as much information on them as possible.

Playing along could mean being extorted, or made into a pawn. Wretchedly, it threatened to put a stranglehold on your freedom.

But, you'd broken out of the role of the pawn before.

If they were threatening you, then you would play along, until you found the right time to burn them to ash, reduce them to cinders that could easily be swept away. You were already well on your way transitioning from pawn to queen, and you were absolutely determined not to let anything derail you.

This time, you wouldn't run away from the blaze. You would gleefully watch it consume anybody who dared stand against you.

If reaching the fabled happily ever after meant starting a few fires, then that's what you would do.

---

There's a deep sense of relief when you wake up and find that nothing's changed. The glass slipper is still resting threateningly next to the card it came with upon the desk, but you haven't received any additional gifts. Not yet, anyway. You cannot simply throw caution to the wind - now you must be more careful than ever.

Somebody has discovered exactly who you are, and they know exactly where you are. It's quite possibly the worst position for you to be in. The last thing you need is anybody else recognising you.

That morning, you creep out of your hotel room, dressed in some of the clothes you had bought the day prior. You were very careful not to choose anything too flashy or that would stick in people's minds. For all intents and purposes, you needed to become a shadow, to fade from memory and hide in plain sight.

Once again, you will be trawling the shadier areas. These are the places bathed in darkness and defined by hidden bloodshed. These people have little regard for the law-abiding. Being amongst them will probably help keep you concealed.

They won't allow the police to get anywhere near them. There will never be any security cameras. There will only be secrecy and that is where you'll thrive. It's where you will hide, until the press has blown over and your step-family's murders have been relegated to cold cases.

You stalk out of the hotel, ever wary of everybody that you interact with.

Any one of these people in the lobby could have left you the slipper and the note. They're the ones with the most opportunity. However, most of the guests here, from what you can reasonably guess, are disenfranchised or senile. It could have even been the lady at the desk, Emily, you think her name had been.

You take to the streets like a duck to water. You decide to walk along a route with less traffic, working your way through maze-like alleys rather than go near the roads. There's almost no cameras here, and occasionally you will see a metal clasp on the brick walls that perhaps, at some time had held a camera, but it had since been taken down or torn off the wall.

Unfortunately, these places are rife with unsavoury people. Realistically, you probably weren't the only person here that was on the run from the police.

Your methodology of travelling only by the shadiest routes brought you past a myriad of seedy little pubs. You'd taken a look at some of these places yesterday. They seemed like as good a place as any to start looking for a job. The people there weren't likely to ask too many questions.

Despite having probably done crimes more morally reprehensible than any of the pub patrons, there's a disparity in how you view yourself compared to how you view them. They're stationed below you - they are just another stepping stone to your future. Among them isn't where you belong.

The way you spend the day is rather boring - doing a more in depth evaluation of all the places nearby that would probably be willing to employ you, mentally cataloguing the pros and cons of each place. It's incredibly dull, but you have to remind yourself that it's necessary. Right now, you don't have much other choice.

By the time the sun is beginning to set and dusk is beginning to fall over London, you've found a few places you like the look of. They're easy to get to, and just seedy enough that they may not care about your lack of documentation. That, of course, had been destroyed in the fire, and even if it hadn't, you weren't about to use your real name.

Once it starts to get darker, you head back to your hotel room, half-starved. You're simultaneously eager to get back just to eat, and nervous that you could have been left another message.

You practically fly through the lobby, hurriedly following the signs back to room one hundred and twenty five.

You make your way down the hallway, pausing cautiously at your door.

There, hung on the door handle is one of the hotel's do not disturb signs. You hadn't been the one to place it there.

Immediately, you're put on edge. The tiny, rectangular blue and green key card feels rather heavy in your hand. Your fingers twitch, and your eyes narrow. Once again, something is very, very off.

You press your ear to the door. There's nothing - no noise that you can discern. Cautiously, you swipe the card, and you tug the door handle down, but you don't push it all the way open. Not yet. You wait another moment before doing so, your eyes immediately flying to check the bathroom before you even truly step inside.

The room looks deserted, overcast by shadows. There's a deep anticipation stirring within you as you step into the hotel room and let the door close behind you.

It's rather dark - the shadows all move in the dying sunlight, and there's too many places for someone to hide.

"Hello, Cinderella." A voice calls out from the darkness, crooning and smooth.

In a second, your hand has slammed down on the lightswitch. The lights flicker for a moment, but they enable you to see him.

There's a man lounging in the chair to the desk, looking directly at you. His legs are outstretched in front of him, and he's passing the glass slipper between his hands.

You'd never seen him before. He's older than you, perhaps in his early thirties, with slicked back dark hair, an expensive-looking grey suit, and eyes that stare straight into your soul.

"Did you like my gift?" He asks, sounding vaguely amused. His dark, all-consuming, black eyes dart briefly down to the glass shoe in his hands. He strokes a fingertip along the glasswork intimately.

"Who are you?" The question tumbles from your mouth before you can even think to stop it.

He rolls his eyes. "I believe that I asked you a question first. You're welcome to call me Moriarty. But you, Cinderella, have been a very naughty girl."

This Moriarty man is rather changeable, you think. His annoyance had quickly faded to something that sounded horrendously like glee. You're left floundering for a response - there's nothing clever for you to say.

"Have I?" You find yourself saying, rather absently, like you were making an off-hand remark about the weather or something equally insignificant. It feels meaningless to refute him. You know exactly what he's referring to.

"Oh come on," Moriarty says. His voice is almost playful - and it's now that you place his accent. Irish. "You know you have. Killing your wicked step-mother and ugly step-sisters? Most people would call that terrible. Psssh, I'm not so boring." He waves it off, dismissing what you had done gut-wrenchingly easy.

You flinch backwards, your back colliding with the door. "Oh?" You manage to choke out.

"No, no. I'd call that impressive," He says in a sing-song voice. He seems so cheery, and he's practically grinning at you. "You see, most people don't quite gather the guts to kill their own families. And when it's a woman - well, they tend to go for poison. Bit of a cop out, don't you think? But no, not you. That would be too boring. Go on, Cinderella, tell me how it felt."

"Am I...being blackmailed?" You don't think you've ever felt so confused and worried at the same time. This man - the man who had figured it all out and found you seems to be dually comical and threatening. You can't really discern what is an appropriate reaction.

"Only if you'd like to be." He replies with an innocent shrug of his shoulders. "Just tell me something, will you?"

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Mobile Masterlist

Welcome to my masterlist! Many pieces are fairly old and while I’m working on how to make it more convenient, I figured that I’d at least post it because of the high demand over the past couple of years. I have to work on series masterlists, but this is what I have so far! Enjoy! 

Steve Rogers: 

Moonlight  

Summary: A short blurb of Steve returning to you after some time away. 

Take Care 

Summary: Based on a request. The reader plays nurse for her friend that’s always picking fights with those bigger than him. 

I’m Not The Only One 

Summary: Walking away can be harder than one thinks. 

Crazy In Love- 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 

Summary: COMPLETED The complicated relationship between Steven and the reader. 

Bucky Barnes: 

In My Time of Need 

Summary: Protection comes from those who love you the most. 

things you said masterlist 

Summary: As you fight to move on from your past, it seems that some parts can never be forgotten. Otherwise known as a slow deconstruction of your relationship with Bucky Barnes. 

Tony Stark:

Pray 1 2 3 

Summary: IN PROGRESS Set during the time leading up to Infinity War and during, the reader and Tony attempt to make sense of their complicated relationship. 

Steve Trevor: 

Time- Intro 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9  

Summary: ON HOLD Time is something that you never thought you would have with the man you loved. This is the story of making up for what you once thought was lost. (Steve Trevor x Reader, eventual Jim Kirk x Reader)

Drabble 1 

Summary:  “I’m going for a swim. Do you wanna join me?” & “There’s no going back if we do this.” 

Drabble 2 

Summary:  “Tell me to go and I will, but if you ask me to stay, I’ll never leave you again.” & “I’m completely and utterly in love with you. Please don’t get married.” 

Drabble 3

Summary:  “Holy shit, I think I’ll come back later.”

Drabble 4 

Summary:  “I’m dying.” & “Don’t let go.”

Poe Dameron: 

Mess Me Up 

Summary: You return home from a long mission and receive help from the man you love when taking care of your injuries. 

Newt Scamander: 

I Only See You 

Summary: An arranged marriage can mean many things for your relationship with Newt. 

Threnody 

Summary: An AU where unrequited love leads to suffering from Hanahaki Disease. 

Come Home- 1 2 

Summary: A secret relationship is exposed. This is the story of the aftermath. 

It’s You- 1 2 3 

Summary: COMPLETED A Soulmate AU. 

Desperado 

Summary: A night in the arms of the person you love. 

Beauty and the Beast- Prologue 1 2 3 4 5 

Summary: DISCONTINUED Based on a request for a Beauty and the Beast AU. 

Slow It Down- 1 2 3 4 5 

Summary: COMPLETED Making amends can be harder than it should be. 

Drabble 1 

Summary:  “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.”

Remus Lupin: 

Only Love 

Summary: The progression of a secret relationship. Based on two requests. 

Oblivion 

Summary: Based on a request. The reader comes across a strange man in the woods. 

Tonight 

Summary: An imagine in honor of Remus’ birthday. A slight continuation of Sunburn, but it can be read by itself. 

Lipstick On Your Collar 

Summary: Based on a request. The reader wears bright lipstick and it somehow ends up being smudged. 

Sunburn 

Summary: Based on a request for a Soulmate AU where you see in black and white until you meet your soulmate. 

Home

Summary: Based on a request where the reader is on her monthly and is a bit snappy. 

I Feel Everything 

Summary: The aftermath of a full moon. 

Coffee 

Summary: Based on a request. Mutual pining and a spilled secret. 

Drabble 1 

Summary: A stalled elevator leads to an unexpected reunion. 

James Aubrey: 

Daisies 

Summary: In which Aubrey tries to make sense of what has become of your relationship. 

Jim Kirk: 

Come Back- 1 2 

Summary: In which the reader takes Jim’s place in the face of certain death. 

Time- Intro 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 

Summary: ON HOLD Time is something that you never thought you would have with the man you loved. This is the story of making up for what you once thought was lost. (Steve Trevor x Reader, eventual Jim Kirk x Reader)

Peter Parker: 

Yours 

Summary: Based on a request for Peter Parker fluff (Andrew Garfield Spiderman). Peter has a nightmare and has to make sure you’re okay. 

Drabble 1

Summary:  “If this is the last time I see you, know I love you more than anything.” 

Draco Malfoy: 

Green Eyes 

Summary: Based on a request where Draco comforts the reader. 

Sirius Black: 

Not In That Way 

Summary: Based on two requests for the reader to be Remus’ younger sister and in a secret relationship with Sirius. 

Clouds- 1 2 

Summary: COMPLETED Sirius has an issue with mustering up the courage to talk to the girl he’s been fancying for quite some time. 

Turning Page 

Summary: Based on a request where the Ravenclaw reader is a bookworm that gets Sirius into reading. 

Mess Is Mine 

Summary: Based on a request where Sirius comforts the reader who is upset about family drama. 

Drabble 1 

Summary:  “I’ve tried to move on, but no one is you.“ 

Drabble 2 

Summary:  “Don’t you dare throw that snowba- goddammit!” 

Drabble 3 

Summary:  “I’d die for you, of course, I’d haunt you in the afterlife, but really, it’s the thought that counts.”

Clark Kent: 

 Into You 

Summary: Jealousy comes in many different forms.

Be Alright 

Summary: Based on a request where the reader has some medical issues and how Clark would react.

Rhythm of Love 

Summary: Based on a request where Clark does everything to get a stubborn dog to like him. 

Stone Cold 

Summary: Based on a request where the reader is a medical student or doctor and they rarely see each other. Their relationship is falling apart, but how will it all end?

Ward Meachum 

Stay- 1 2 

Summary: COMPLETED Unhealthy coping mechanisms come to light after an argument. 

James Potter: 

All I Need 

Summary: Sometimes what you need isn’t yours to keep. 

Heart Like Yours 

Summary: Based on a request for a Ravenclaw reader who is best friends with Remus. 

Drabble 1 

Summary:  “Just give me a reason to come back.” 

Drabble 2 

Summary:  “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” & “I will knock you on your ass if you even think about it.”

Credence Barebone 

Unconditionally 

Summary: Based on a request where the reader is a no-maj psychiatric med student that’s helping Credence through the trauma and abuse he has faced.

Fight Them Soft 

Summary: Based on a request where the Hufflepuff reader has recently graduated from Hogwarts and is Newt’s assistant. 

For You 

Summary: Based on a request where the reader is taken captive by Percival Graves in order to make Credence follow orders.

Cedric Diggory: 

Drabble 1

Summary:  “How can you think I’m anything but hopelessly in love with you?” & “You were never just my friend.”

[criminallysupernatural]

Sweetest Devotion

Summary: Time jump! Five years later, the reader’s life looks completely different. 

Pairing: James Aubrey x reader

Series Masterlist

Tags: @lengthyyy @aimeexoxox1 @readerisland @theclonewarss

With your loving, there ain’t nothing That I can’t adore The way I’m running with you, honey Means we can break every law I find it funny that you’re the only one I never looked for There is something in your loving that Tears down my walls

5 years later

“Hello!” You called into the suspiciously quiet home. It didn’t sound like anyone was inside, but as you came to the kitchen, you could hear laughter and music playing.

“Hey.” You caught Aubrey’s attention as you slid open the sliding glass door.

“Hi, honey.” He wrapped his arms around you and placed a kiss on your temple. “Everyone is supposed to be here around dinner. I’ve everything prepared; it just needs to be put in the oven.”

“How did I get so lucky?” You marveled at him.

“I don’t know. Good thing you locked me down, huh?” He wiggled his wedding band at you. You swatted his butt as he entered back into the house.

“Mommy!” Your 4-year-old daughter bounded up the deck steps towards.

“Whoa!” You gasped as she latched on to your legs. “You gotta slow down, baby girl.” You reached down and picked her up. “Are you excited to see everyone tonight?”

“Mhm! Especially JJ!” She squealed.

“Good. Let’s go get you ready.”

Around 5pm, everyone started to show up. First was Angela, Jack, and Michael-Vincents. The Brennan-Booths were next. After all the interns, Jess and JJ finally appeared at your door.

“I’m sorry we’re so late. JJ’s been a handful lately. I’m not sure what’s going on.” She seemed shaky.

“Hey, it’s okay.” You took her coat. “Come, drink, and eat. James and I can be on parent duty tonight. You just enjoy yourself, okay?” She nodded and smiled a thanks to you.

If you hadn’t been there to see it, you wouldn’t have believed it. As soon as Jules saw her brother, JJ, she pretty much tackled him to the ground.

“JJ!” She squeezed him so tightly, you were afraid she might hurt him.

“Jules, honey. Too much love.” You giggled as you pulled her off him and helped him up. “You okay, JJ?” You brushed off his coat.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” He grabbed his sister into a bear hug.

“Hey, can I take your jacket, buddy?”

“Sure. Hi, Daddy!” JJ bounded towards your husband and squeezed tightly.

“Hey, handsome. Were you good for mommy?” He picked him and kissed his cheek.

“No.” He said sheepishly. “I cried when she wanted me to get into the car.”

“Well, Jacob Warren Aubrey. Why don’t you go give her a hug?” He set his son down and watched him scurry off.

“Something’s up. Jess seemed really stressed out. Do you think now would be a good time?”

“Let’s get through dinner and then see okay. They are staying here, so we’ve got time.”

As you exited your sliding glass door, you saw that the entire group was seated around your big wooden table outside, ready for dinner. Everyone was talking and laughing as you found your seat.

“Normally, as the man of the house,” the group chuckled, “I would make a toast, but I think it would be more appropriate for the lady of the house to speak. She’s much better at it anyways.”

You blushed slightly and stood. “Well, I am so very happy to have all of you here tonight. Though we’ve never arrived at things conventionally, I am proud to share this occasion with all of you. James and I are so happy to have our family here to celebrate our marriage and honestly, I’m not sure we would be here without all of you. I don’t know if many of you know that this is my childhood home. After I came back to the states, I figured it was time to return home for real. So, I began restoring this place, a brick at a time. It’s truly transformed, just as my life has. I am so happy to be someone’s wife and to a mother. This is not what I could have ever imagined.” You choked up a little.

I wasn’t ready then, I’m ready now I’m heading straight for you You will only be eternally The one I belong to

“I wish my parents and sister were here to see this. I know they’d be so proud of me. Back to the happy stuff, a toast to all of our family, may you have as much as happiness as we do.”

Later, as the night settled down, you watched as Brennan and Booth continued dancing, their sleeping children on the couch. You looked over and saw Jess holding JJ as he slept soundly.

“He’s gotten so big.” You whispered.

“Too big too quickly.” She chuckled.

“Do you want me to take him up? You should hang out more if you want.”

“No, I think I’m going to head up too. It was a rough drive.” She brushed her son’s hair from his face.

“Okay. Let me know if you need anything. Towels are all in the same place if you feel like a shower.”

“Thanks, Beck.” She patted your shoulder.

You sat watching your friends marvel at the beautiful lake behind your house and talk about how marvelous the renovations looked, when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You placed yours on top of his.

“She down?” You looked up. He nodded. “You pass Jess?”

“Yeah. Might talk to her at breakfast. I think a month in the summer would do him and her some good. Come dance with me.” You took his hand as he pulled you closer.

You swayed to the beat and looked up into his eyes.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been happier.” You kissed his neck.

“I don’t think I could be happier than I am right now.”

I’ll forever be whatever you want me to be I’ll go under and all over for your clarity When you wonder if I’m gonna lose my way home Just remember, that come whatever, I’ll be yours all along

#bones #bones tv #bones x reader #james aubrey #james aubrey x reader #aubrey #aubrey x reader #25 adele

[maximoff-pan]

Masterlist

Xmen:

Peter Maximoff: Idiots in love

Imagine being Peter’s best friend

Imagine comforting Peter

Imagine Peter Maximoff comforting you

Imagine Peter falling in love with you

Imagine your fist kiss with Peter

Imagine being a mutant and Peter Maximoff flirting with you

Imagine having the powers to control water and dating Peter Maximoff 

Imagine being Xavier’s nurse and Peter coming to see you with injuries often

Imagine helping Peter with his broken leg

Charles Xavier: People make mistakes

Alex Summers:

Prompt request “"You are seriously like a man child!”

Hank McCoy:

Imagine being Hank’s girlfriend

Kurt Wagner:

Imagine taking a photo of Kurt mid teleportation 

Once Upon a Time:

Peter Pan:

Teaching Peter Pan to cuddle would include

Being curvy and dating Peter Pan would include

Imagine being Regina’s daughter and dating Pan

Imagine being the female version of Peter Pan

Imagine being stronger than Pan

Imagine Peter hearing you sing

Imagine being Peter’s ex and seeing him on Neverland again

Imagine Pan being very possessive

Imagine cuddling with Pan

Being Hook’s daughter and dating Peter Pan would include

Or at least, that’s what everyone tell me (Peter Pan x Reader)

Imagine Peter getting pissed at you

Imagine being crazy and Pan loving it

Tell Me You Need Me: Prompt Request

Imagine having a fight with Peter and making up after 

My Clothes: Prompt Request 

Killian Jones:

Being Hook’s daughter and dating Peter Pan would include

Imagine being Hook’s daughter and getting into trouble

Regina Mills:

Imagine being Regina’s daughter and dating Peter Pan

Avengers:

Bucky Barnes:

Imagine being the only one that can comfort Bucky

Imagine being Tony’s sister and dating Bucky

Imagine Bucky coming to save you

Tony Stark:

Imagine being Tony’s sister and dating Bucky

Steve Rogers:

Imagine Steve having an obvious crush on you

Peter Parker:

Imagine Peter being afraid of getting too close to you

Teen wolf:

Stiles Stilinski:

Stiles and Isaac both being in love with you would include

Being Stiles’ sister would include 

Love, isn’t it confusing?

Scott McCall:

Being Scott’s younger sister by 2 years would include

Imagine Isaac falling in love with you, Scott’s sister

Isaac Lahey:

Imagine Isaac falling in love with you, Scott’s sister

Being Scott’s younger sister by 2 years would include

Being Stiles’ sister would include

Stiles and Isaac both being in love with you would include

Dating Isaac Lahey and being a witch would include 

Wait what? (Isaac Lahey x Reader)

Star Wars:

Poe Dameron:

Jealous much? (Poe Dameron x Reader)

Prompt request “Welcome to fatherhood.” And “The store ran out of Easter eggs.”

Kylo Ren:

Imagine Kylo finding out that you’re force sensitive 

Prompt request “When did you become so badass?” And “Who did this to you?”

Prompt request “When was the last time you slept?” “I had a nightmare.” And “I can’t live without you.”

Luke Skywalker:

Prompt request “Stop being so cute, it’s distracting.”

Prompt request “Stop being so cute, it’s distracting.” And “You’re not interested are you?”

Imagine Han and Leia catching you and Luke

Bones:

Lance Sweets:

Imagine dating Lance Sweets (personal favourite)

James Aubrey:

Imagine Aubrey loving you back

Cam Saroyan:

Imagine secretly dating Cam and getting caught by Angela

The Walking Dead:

Carl Grimes:

Imagine a little boy having a crush on you and Carl getting jealous

Dating Carl Grimes would include

Imagine taking a photo of Carl after he lost his eye

The Outsiders:

Ponyboy Curtis:

Imagine being Johnny’s sister and dating Ponyboy

Johnny Cade:

Imagine being Johnny’s sister and dating Ponyboy

Two Bit:

Imagine Two Bit teasing you because he likes you

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them:

Newt Scamander:

Imagine pranking Newt

Harry Potter:

Fred Weasley:

Imagine being a Ravenclaw and dating Fred Weasley 

Imagine Fred Weasley falling in love with you

Don’t ever let jealousy change you, not even for someone you love (Fred Weasley x Reader)

Draco Malfoy:

Don’t ever let jealousy change you even for someone you love (Fred Weasley x Reader)

Imagine Being Harry’s sister and telling Draco off

Scorpius Malfoy:

Imagine being best friends with Scorpius and Albus

Albus Severus Potter:

Imagine being best friends with Scorpius and Albus

Harry Potter:

Imagine being Harry’s sister and telling Draco off

Remus Lupin:

Imagine watching the autumn leaves with Remus Lupin

Daredevil:

Matt Murdock:

Imagine being a soldier and coming home to Matt

Riverdale:

Jughead Jones

You’re so Cheesy: Prompt Request

I'm Sorry: Prompt Request

Hesitation: Prompt Request

A Puppy: Prompt Request

Being Jughead’s Best Friend Would Include

What? Am I hearing you right: Prompt Request

Mystery Incorporated: Riverdale Gang x Reader

Pants on Fire: Prompt Request 

Archie Andrews:

Mystery Incorporated: Riverdale Gang x Reader

Betty Cooper:

Mystery Incorporated: Riverdale Gang x Reader

Veronica Lodge:

Mystery Incorporated: Riverdale Gang x Reader

There’s my Masterlist.  If it’s missing anything, or if it’s not working, please inform me.  Thanks so much guys!

#Matt Murdock #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock imagine #Remus Lupin #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x reader #Harry Potter #next gen harry potter #harry potter imagine #harry potter x reader #harry potter x sister!reader #Draco Malfoy #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy x reader #fred weasley #Fred Wealsey #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley x reader #Albus Severus Potter #albus severus potter x reader #scorpius malfoy #scorpius malfoy x reader #newt scamander #newt scamander x reader #newt scamander imagine #peter pan #peter pan imagine #peter pan ouat #peter pan once upon a time #peter pan imagines

[shelbgrey]

Jack Hodgins Having a little sister:

Paring: Jack Hodgins x Little Sister!Reader

Summary: having Jack Hodgins as an over protective big brother and being 'queen of the lab'

A/n: this is short and kinda sucks. Request are open for bones.

💚MasterList 💚mood bord

Jack practically raised you, your parents did love you very much but they were always working and that's just how it was.

Intentionally or not your parents missed the little things, like school concerts or marching season when you were in the band, Jack didn't miss one and always there chearing you on.

Your just as, if not smarter than Jack, and like your big brother you showed interest in becoming a Forensic Entomologist like him. You always looked up to him and wanted to be like him.

The only difference is your more interested in the animal/reptile aspect than the bugs like he is.

Your office/lab is full of lizards and turantulas, and you've named all of them.

Your terrified song snakes though, you hate them with a passion and jack of course knows it and tries to keep the ones he has in the Lab away from you. It doesn't work sometimes.

“Jack there's a snake in my office!” you shouted standing on your wheely chair. Jack came running in to get ride of it. “it's just a black snake, he's more scared of you than you are of him”

He didn't say that to tease you, he just genuinely trying to reassure you so you won't panic all the time. “I beg to differ”

Your the youngest on the team putting you about 20 years old when you and team first started to work together.

With that, Jack is very protective of you and makes sure your shown the same respect he and the team are.

People and other people of science might underestimate you, your young and have tattoos and have a more goofy personality. Jack and the jeffersonian team will always have your back if it comes to people disrespecting you and your always proving the snobby scientists wrong.

You always feel safe with your brother, even in the most dangerous situation. When you and him were buried in the car by the Gravedigger you had absolute faith you'd get out of there, no matter how scared you were.

“We're gonna be okay...i promised mom I'd always protect you” he said.

You both got out with your friends family's help. Angela and Lance were waiting for you both and relieved to have you safe.

Speaking of Angela, she just like a big sister to you. You are both close and you feel you can always go to her for help.

Angela's dad, Billy is also loves you and is like a father to you. While he was putting the fear of god and tattooing Jack, he was showing you how to play guitar.

Even if you and Angela are close, Seeley is your best friend. While he teases Jack and calls him 'bug boy' he genuinely love you like a sister and doesn't mess with you.

Jack wanted to give an over protective big brother talk to Lance when you started dating, but he couldn't. He liked Lance to much and trusted him.

“just don't hurt her”

He walked you down the aisle at yours and Lance's wedding.

Your always involved with his experiments and it drives Cam crazy. She loves you usually let's you get away with it.

Since Jack is 'king of the lab' your the 'Queen of the lab'.

He's literally the coolest uncle ever and your like a second mother to Michael-Vincent.

You've always got each other's backs, you were there when he got put in his wheelchair and helped him learn how to deal with it.

Sometimes people don't understand how you two can be so close and not find each other annoying.

Jack could never get mad at you and if he does it doesn't last long.

Sometimes his over protectiveness gets annoying, but you know he means well.

“Hodgins have each other's backs no matter what” You guys always say.

#Jack Hodgins #Jack Hodgins x reader #Jack Hodgins x Sister!reader #Bones imagines #Bones headcanons #Jack Hodgins Headcanons #Lance Sweets #james aubrey x reader #Temperance Brennan #Bones TV show #Jeffersonian

[shelbgrey]

Hello, I love your fics, could you do one with James Aubrey smut? please

Unspoken desire(James Aubrey)

Paring: James Aubrey x Booth!Reader

Summary: James Aubrey and y/n booth always gets on each other's nerves, but it's everything but hate. When they are forced to go undercover together some piped up feeling are finally released.

Warrings: SMUT! Female reader, fingering, counter sex, unprotected sex, rough-ish sex.

MasterList

“undercover, seriously?” I asked, as I sat down in front of my brother and Temperance.

“Well it's likely that the suspects are the participants” Seeley responded as he handed me the file for the victim and old western joint I was supposed to be undercover at.

“and 85% if the competitors are repeat guests” Temperance added.

“why aren't you guys doing it? Undercover is your thing” I said as the waitress brought our food.

“Hank has a doctor's appointment and Booth is going to Christine's field trip” Temperance said as I popped a fry in my mouth.

I sighed, I belonged in the Lab not undercover. “Who's going with me?”

“Aubrey” Booth said as he lifted his coffee mug.

“No” I said quickly and pointed at my older brother. “your not doing this to me”

Me and Aubrey never got along. I hated everything about him, his voice, the fact his appetite is bigger than scooby-doo, his adorable smile…

Wait…

“why? What's wrong with Aubrey” Booth asked.

“he annoying and we don't get along”

“By the way you refuse to make eye contact and the blood rushing to your cheeks, I find it hard to believe you dislike Aubrey,” Temperance said matter of factly. I rolled my eyes playfully.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

“I can't believe I'm doing this,” I mumbled to myself as I put on a cowboy hat. I kept a low profile as I walked through what looked like the set for Tombstone or young guns. I walked around trying to find Aubrey.

I walked into the tavern full of western people. It was jam packed with cowboys and beer. I looked around silently till my eyes landed on Aubrey, he was sporting cowboy boots and a hat. I hated how my eyes traveled down his body. The Wranglers he had on framed his body in the best way possible, leaving no room for the imagination. Then the button up he wore, framed his chest showing the muscles on his chest. Speaking of muscles, sleeves of his button up were rolled up to his elbows, showing his arm muscles.

I tried to shake the dirty thoughts out of my mind and walked into the tavern with my head held up high. I looked around the tavern, trying to find something out of the ordinary. I hated it, it smelled like beer and it felt stuffy from all the shouting and laughing wanna be cowboys.

“What are you doing here?” a voice said firmly, Aubrey stood behind me. I shivered at how low his voice got, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck.

“undercover, same as you” I stated and pulled myself together before turning around to face him. Damn, he looked better up close.

What was that saying? Save the horse ride the Cowboy

“We need to solve a murder, remember?” I said, crossing my arms. I definitely didn't miss the way his eyes traveled down my body. I would have pointed it out, but it wouldn't be fair. No one likes a hypocrite.

Aubrey rolled his eyes and grabbed my bicep, I felt a certain way when he grabbed me like that. He had frustration and fire in his eyes as he led me out of the building. He didn't say anything as he dragged me to the back of the tavern and pushed me up against the side of the building. My breath hitched as he left very little room between us. He pressed his palms against the building, caging me in.

“I don't need this, we're solving a murder not playing dress up”

I smirked and grabbed the massive western theme buckle that was attached to his belt, I pulled him closer by it. “trust me, your enjoying this a lot more than you should”

“don't patronize me” he pushed himself off the building, breaking the little space we had between us.

“and don't get yourself into trouble” he said and walked away, leaving me behind the building with my pounding heart.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

“what are you doing?” I jogged up to Aubrey, he had a determined look on his face and he looked like he wasn't gonna slow down anytime soon. “the lab identified the murder weapon and the who bought”

“Good, let's go get ‘em” I said, Aubrey immediately stopped in front of me, pointing his finger at me. “no. Your gonna stay back and watch out for anything else the seems suspicious”

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. “Come on!”

“I'm serious” he said sternly, his gray eyes staring me down intently.

“Stop him!” a voice shouted in the distance, making the both of us whip around. The guy Angela IDed came running out of the tavern. Aubrey ran after him and instead of listening to him and ran behind the tavern so we could corner the guy. I ran around the comer and jumped onto the guy, talking him to the ground. We rolled around a dusty mess until I got him flat on his stomach and his hands pinned behind his back.

“Damit y/n! I told you to stay put” Aubrey snapped and quickly put the handcuffs on the guy before tugging him onto his feet.

“yeah and guess what, I got to him before you did!”

Aubrey gave me a hard stare before taking the suspect into a isolated room to stay in until Booth came and got him.

Booth came in record time and stared his interrogation with the suspect. Me and Aubrey watched Booth walk into the room with the guy and as soon as the door was closed, Aubrey grabbed my bicep, forcing me to follow him into an empty building that looked like a smaller version of the tavern we were in this morning. He locked the door and turned to me with fire in his eyes.

“You sit here and listen to me!” James huffed, I moved off the counter only to get picked up and put on the counter again. “You're the most obstinate, stubborn, ornery, impossible girl I ever met! You just won't admit there's another side, my side! You know why?” the more he ranted the closer his face got to mine, my breath hitched when I felt his breath fan against my skin.

“Because you're unreasonable!” he said, I rolled my eyes and tried to move again “Sit still!” he huffed and pushed me against the counter, this time he pressed his palms on either side of me, caging me in. He leaned in closer, his chest heaving and his blue eye staring into my soul. “You're argumentative, mulish, uncooperative - unbelievable”

He stopped his nose barley brushing against mine. My heart pounds at how close we were. If I wasn't so stubborn I would have pulled him closer so there was no space between us. If I wasn't so stubborn I would have ran my fingers through his dark hair.

James huffed, keeping his intense gaze. “And You don’t know how beautiful you are.” he breathed, his lips barely touching mine, The words were soft but firm, leaving no room for doubt. His free hand slid around my waist, pulling me closer against his hard length.

My breath hitched at how hard he was against my thigh and my eyes widened when he called me beautiful.

“You know it's true.” His hand slid up my arms, tracing along your neck and into your hair. "I've been trying so hard not to notice, but you're just... everything”

Feeling bold, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to me. I smashed my lips against his for a heated rough kiss. James groaned into the kiss, his body melting up against mine. I shivered as I felt one of his hands slide up my spine, gripping my hair tightly as he deepened the kiss. The other hand moved lower, squeezing my hip possessively.

I started unbuttoning his shirt as I kissed down his jaw line. He moaned in pleasure and I ran fingers down his chest. He brought my lips to his again, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth. He kissed my neck and led down to my shoulder, where he lightly bit. I moaned in pleasure.

“God, you're beautiful.” He pushed some hair out of my face, staring into my eyes before pulling my shirt over my head. His head dipped and he started to kiss the tops of my breasts and down my stomach. My breath hitched as he pushed me down so I was lying flat on the counter and started to unbutton my pants. We locked eyes and I laid there in anticipation.

He took off my cowgirl boots at a rushed pace and practically ripped my jeans off of my body and started kissing up my legs. He trailed himself over my panties, thick with arousal. Then, he started up my stomach again, causing me to bite my lip.

He holsted himself up on the counter and slowly crawled up my body to meet my lips again, this time more urgent. I got goosebumps as his hands roamed over my skin, his touch possessive and hungry. The kiss deepened as our bodies grinding together in an erotic dance. He broke the kiss only to whisper, "You're so damn irresistible.”

“I can't help it,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my Neck. “You drive me wild.” His hands slid down my hips, my breath hitched as his hand slipped under my panties, teasing my sensitive flesh. "You make me lose control.”

I let out a moan, bucking my hips against his hand. “Oh fuck…” He muttered before his mouth claimed mine in a searing kiss. His hand slid between my thighs, finding my entrance. "So wet for me..." he growled against my lips.

I let out a soft moan, running my fingers through his hair “j-james…”

James groaned, his fingers tracing circles around my entrance. My eyes fluttered closed as the pleasure and his teasing invaded all my senses. His other hand moved to my breast, massaging it gently as he continued to tease my whole body.

“S-stop teasing”

I felt him smirking against my skin. “I won't promise that, but I'll give you what you want” His fingers finally penetrated me, making a loud moan escape my lips as he pushed inside slowly. I groaned, feeling myself tighten around his large fingers. “You feel so good,” he whispered, starting to thrust deeper.

I moaned as I leaked onto his palm, stroking his fingers back and forth to coat his hand in my wetness. I twitched as he circled my oozing entrance with one thick digit. His thumb sought out my nub, putting pressure on the aching knot of nerves. I cried out softly, pushing my hips into his hand as he toyed with my most sensitive area.

James's breath hitched. “You're so fucking amazing,” he murmured, I moaned as his fingers moving faster. He leaned in, capturing my lips in a fiery kiss while his thumb continued to tease my sensitive nub.

I clenched around his finger, making James groan into the kiss, his other hand moving to grip my waist. He kept thrusting his finger deeper, feeling the incredible heat surrounding him. His thumb pressed harder against my sensitive nub, as I felt my release approaching.

I hid my face in his neck as I made uncontrollable noises. He entered with a second finger, making me hiss. My tight hole swallowed his fingers like it was starving. He dragged his digits in and out of me, the tips of his fingers scraping the delicate spot residing inside me. I moaned, tilting my head back against the counter. His fingers found a rhythm, his pace increasing as he continued to torment and pleasure my sensitive nub. "So fucking tight,”

my legs shook with the pace he set, the thrusting of his fingers in rhythm with his pummeling fingers. A groan left my lips, my eyes rolling back. As I began to lose control, James took it as a sign. He picked up the pace even more, his fingers now moving in and out like a lover possessed. His thumb finally found release for my sensitive nub, rubbing it hard and fast as I reached the peak of pleasure.

“'m c-close” I shuttered and dug my nails into his back.

“Cum for me,” he groaned, his fingers finding a new rhythm inside me as I felt myself nearing the edge. His thumb continued to work my sensitive nub, his free hand reached above my head, gripping the counter tightly to maintain balance.

I let out a loud moan, cumming hard over his fingers and palm. James groaned, feeling my tight walls squeeze around his fingers. I shuttered as his thumb continued to work on my sensitive nub, his other hand tightening its grip on the counter. “Fuck... you feel so good,” he breathed, his fingers still buried deep inside me.

my heart pounded against my chest as I tried to catch my breath. I swallowed hard as my eyes fluttered shut with a satisfied smirk. James slowly pulled his fingers out, I felt the mix of my cum and his pre-cum dripped onto the inside of my thighs. “I'll have to remember this position,” he teased, his voice low and rough with desire.

I smirked up at him and blindly reached for his hips, I pulled his body against mine in a needy way. “I n-need you inside me” I whispered, my voice rough from the moans he forced out of me.

“You really think you're ready for that?” He asked, his eyes flashing with desire.

I quickly nodded, pulling his body closer to mine “please…”

James chuckled, the sound vibrating against my skin made a shiver run down my spine. “Alright, but remember, I warned you.” With that, his hands grabbed my thighs and lifted them up, a moan fell from my lips as I felt him position his thick length at my aching entrance. I Instinctively pushed my hips up. This gave him a perfect angle to plunge into me as he teased his tip against my aching clit. I whined as he groaned deeply, still hazy from my climax but I never forgot I needed him inside me.

"Fuck..." James growled, my mouth dropped open as I felt every inch of him push deep inside me feeling as I tighten around his head. He pushed forward, slowly at first, as I stretched around his size. A strangled gasp escaped my throat. It felt like the air was stolen from my lungs. He rendered me breathless as he sank deeper inside you. “You're so damn tight,”

"I know," James groaned, pulling back slightly before thrusting forward again, I moaned and dug my nails into his back as he buried himself even deeper inside me. His hands had a death grip on my hips, possibly making marks that would show up the next morning. He held on tightly as he began to move faster, taking us both closer to the edge. “You feel so good,”

my lips separated as a loud moan forced its way from my chest. Finally, I got what I had been wanting since the day I met him. The euphoria was so strong, it was borderline painful.

“Oh fuck…” James panted, as I tighten around him with every thrust. He leaned down, his lips meeting mine in a rough, demanding kiss as he picked up the pace even more. “You're mine,” He growled against my lips. “Say it.”

“I-I'm yours!” I moaned, tugging at his hair. “I've always b-beem yours” I admitted without realizing.

James's thrusts grew harder and faster, his hips slamming against mine in a rhythm that threatened to send me over the edge a little too early. His free hand moved up to grip the side of the counter above my head, holding on tight as he lost himself in the sensation. “Fuck, yes... Cum for me”

I let out a loud moan, heat washing over me as his words pushed me over the edge. Growling, James groaned as my walls clenched around him. His hips stuttered in response, pushing as deep as he could go. He panted hard, feeling his own release drawing closer. With a final, powerful thrust, I felt my orgasm hit me like a truck. I came hard, making James's eyes roll back in his head triggering his own orgasam. His head fell against my chest, filling me up with his seed. His muscles tensed and shook against me, panting hard. "Fuck...,”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, painting as he painted my cervix white. I shuddered in sync with him, his seed hot inside my walls.

“You feel incredible,” he breathed out, his forehead resting against yours. “I've wanted this for so long.”

“M-me too” my breath hitched, pressing my forehead to his and nuzzling my nose against his.

He pulled out slowly, making me moan softly. “But you're mine now,” he growled, smirking down at me. “And we both know how much I love possessing what I can't have.”

I smirked. “Who says you can't have me?”

He chuckled, his chest still heaving from the intense release. “Oh, I could've,” he admitted, his fingers tracing soft patterns on my skin. “But the chase... the anticipation... that's what made it so damn irresistible.”

I chuckled, reaching up and placing my hand on his jaw, rubbing his cheek with my thumb. He chuckled and pecked me on the lips before standing up, he pulled his boxers back up and slowly sat me up from the counter. “let's get you cleaned up”

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

“where did you two doofuses go?” Seeley asked. My cheeks turned red at my brother's question.

“Just covering more ground, making sure we didn't miss anything” James said quickly.

Temperance looked at the both of us with a knowing smile. The woman truly knew everything. “well…You look way more relaxed than you did this morning Y/n” Temperance said, making my cheeks go reader.

#James Aubrey #James Aubrey x reader #James Aubrey imagines #James Aubrey smut #Bones smut #Bones x reader #Seeley Booth x sister!reader #Bones imagines

[shelbgrey]

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets:

Paring: James Aubrey x Hodgins!Reader, previously Lance Sweets x wife!Reader

Summary: learning to fall in love again after your husband Lance passes away. - there will be a part 2!

🩷MasterList 🩷Part 2

you first met James Aubrey when he helped you and your husband Lance figure out who framed your best friend Seeley Booth.

Your first thoughts of him was that he was kinda adorable with his extreme eating habits and goofy personality.

“he's adorable” you whispered to Booth, when you said it back then you didn't mean it as you were attract to him. You ment as if someone called a small child adorable.

What you didn't know was he was smitten when he saw you, he thought you were beautiful and extremely smart. He couldn't stop staring at you and your husband and best friend noticed.

Lance trusted you and it was clear you weren't interested to Aubrey, he let it go and focused on the case. He was still sharp towrds him though, he was checking his wife out after all.

Booth had a different reaction, he thought it was humorous but wanted to Inform him before he started playing with fire. He took Aubry aside without you two knowing “married” he pointed at you, he then pointed to Lance. “husband”

He didn't know why it hurt so much, especially do to the fact you guys just met, but there was something about you and he couldn't get you out of his head. He really tried to let it go but failed, he had a crush on a married woman.

“don't worry” Seeley said, patting his back. “you'll get over it like the rest of them” meaning everyone has had a crush on you at least once.

To make matters worse he was there to witness your husband getting gun down. He felt tears run down his cheek as he watched you hold Lance lifeless body and sob.

“please don't leave me” you cried and rested your forehead on his. “I love you so much” Lance said softly

James didn't know what to do, he wanted to help some how but he only stood there in shock.

Seeley tried to separate you and Lance but you weren't having it. “he's not dying! Please Temperance help me” you cried.

Temperance was trying to hold it together herself. She held back her tears and looked at her husband then back at you. “honey... He's gone”

Seeley made his final good by in privet. “I'll make sure they're alright... Y/n and Charlotte both, I promise to protect them”

And just like that the love of your life was gone, it left a huge whole in your heart and all you wanted to do was avenge Lance.

What hurt you most was telling your daughter Charlotte that her daddy was gone, and on top of that your son hadn't even been born yet.

You stayed strong for your daughter, she had yet to real learn about death. She would have with when her gold fish Gus died but Lance replaced it while she was at preschool. All she knew was her daddy was in Heaven now.

You couldn't sleep on Lance's side of the bed, work got harder, and you just started to drift through time. Your brother Jack got worried about you and asked you and your daughter to move in with him and Angela.

It was a nice change, you got to be with your big brother, who you saw as your hero and Charlotte had the opportunity to grow up with her cousin Michael-Vincent.

A couple months went by and you started to feel better, you knew Lance wouldn't want you to be in so much pain so you tried to just live every day in his name.

Suprisenly James became a good friend to you, for awhile he forgot about his crush on you and just wanted to be there for you and your Daughter.

He made you laugh, the first time you really laughed since Lance passed away was when you went on a case with Seeley and James. It was video game company and James stoped to take a goofy selfie with a bigfoot. Seeley would have told him to knock it off, but it was the first time he heard you laugh in a while and he didn't want to take that away from you.

The more you hung out the more he fell for you and it scared the hell out of him... The both of you. At the time you didn't want another relationship, Lance was the love of your life and you always thought you only get one. You were scared you were giving off the wrong signals to him. Your kindness has been mistaken for flirting before.

Two years passed and your friendship with James only grew stronger. He was their when your son Seeley Lance Sweets was born. He was in the waiting room while your brother and Angela was there comforting you.

James got to be one of the first few to hold little Seeley and was aw struck. Once he saw that little boy he made a promised that he'd protect him and his sister from now on.

People noticed how differently James would treat you. He was naturally a kind man, but with you he treated you like a queen and was always there to protect you if you were out of the lab helping with a case.

He treated your kids like his own, he knew he'd could never replace Lance and he wasn't trying to, but if he need to babyset he would, if they want him read them a story he'll go all out and make difference voices for the characters. He loves your son and daughter.

Then there was the whole sharing food. People knew not to get in between James and his food. Your friends suspected his feelings when they cought you two sharing a plate of fries at the Diner. “that's different” Seeley said.

Hodgins, who just happened to be with him shared a worried look. “you don't think... He would be trying to get close right? She just lost Sweets”

The two didn't try to over think it, Jack knew your stance on a new relationship. He didn't want you to be in anymore pain but he couldn't help question James reasoning, it had only been two years since Lance left.

When the bottled up feelings became too much for James he went to Booth for advice. He was pacing back and forth while also rambling, Seeley tried to keep up as he watched him pace back and forth infront of his desk.

Then it finally clicked. “Wait! Your in love with her!? And she's into you, are you sure?”

“I can't help it.. I would never push her into anything but i cant-” he started but Booth cut him off.

“No, no, no. It's just that Lance was, Lance was perfect for her. I mean, that girl's heart beat for Lance Sweets. It just, it never occurred to me that she would ever be with anyone else.”

James knew how special your relationship with Lance was to you and he respected it. If you two were ment to be he would never be jealous or mad that you'll always love Lance.

But he is human, he would feel a pit in his stomach at the thought his first with you will always be your second with him. You experienced everything that was involved with a relationship with Lance first. Sex, cuddling, having a kid, everything.

Your first reaction to your feelings for him was absolute panic and remorse. You felt you were cheating on Lance or betraying him for having feelings for another. It ate at your already broken heart and you kept it bottled up.

It would go like this, you'd sneek a glance at James, admiring his beautiful eyes and his cute little smile. Then you'd immediately start feeling bad.

Jack caught on, he knew you like the back of his hand and loved you with every fiber of his soul. One day your big brother took you to the side and asked you if you're okay. You broke down in tears and told him how awful you felt.

“buddy, your not cheating on Lance” he said softly. “he would want you to be happy... You lost Lance at such a young age and now Your experiencing something most people wouldn't after losing a spouse, your getting another chance”

You looked at him with tears in your eyes. “what if I lose him too? And I can't expect him to take care of me and my kids? My son didn't even meet Lance”

That became another fear, you were so afraid of losing him too, what if James dies on you too?

“I think you two should have a long serious talk” your brother said.

You took your brother's advance and talked to James, you talked for hours and brought of everything that was on your minds.

“just promise me you will never die on me” you said with tears in your eyes. “I promise” James nodded and slowly leaned in, you mentally panicked and moved you face so his lips landed on your cheek.

“I'm sorry.. I-” he quickly said. You looked at him saddly and pecked his cheek. “I'm just not ready for all that yet”

He nodded “when ever you are... We'll take things slow there's no rush, just know I'll always be there for you and your kids”

It's been a while since you felt so much love and it scared you, you knew you could trust him but there was still fear of losing him if you got too close.

Even if you took things slow you both loved every moment. It was the little things that mattered most, you'd go to New restaurants, watch movies, go to your kids school functions.

James didn't miss a single thing involving your kids, if your daughter had some kinda concert with her class he'd be recording the whole thing. He even got to witness your Son's first steps.

Seeley Lance or LJ has know James all his life so it wasn't a surprise he called James dad, you told him stories of his father, but he couldn't help but see James as father. Charlotte calls him Jamie, she looks up to him and all but in her mind, her daddy is in heaven.

They do have a strong bond though, the little girl loves to be a round him and feels safe with him.

they probably watched every thing episode of Bluey together.

Speaking of which, James did get you and your kids a puppy, a Beagle puppy that your daughter named Bluey.

The first time you ever said I love you was about a year into your relationship, unfortunately it was after a life threatening experience. You went on a case with Booth and you ended up being in a coma for about a week.

You thought you were dying, and this sad thing is you accepted it. While you were under you could have sworn you talked to Lance, you didn't know if it was hallucination or a ghost.

You ran to him and hugged him tight as tears filled both of your eyes. He was so happy and sad to see you, it just wasn't your time.

“our kids need you.. They can't lose both of their parents”

You held his face in your hands and kissed his lips saddly. “you didn't even get to meet your son... He's so much like you”

He smiled. “I know... And couldn't be more prouder of him and Charlotte both, but I know you three are being tooken care of”

Once again you felt a pit in your stomach when you thought about James, you will never be ashamed of falling in love with him. James put your piece back together and helped you heal, but Lance will alway be your first love.

“don't you ever feel bad for falling on love again... You remember the pain you felt when I died?” Lance asked softly, you nodded sadly. “Aubry is feeling that right now, he's so scared of losing you”

You knew he was right, but you still shook your head and cried... All you wanted to do was stay with him forever.

He smiled softly and whipped your tears away. You said 'I love you' one last time before you started to blink back to reality. You took deep breath and looked around the hospital room. Your brother Jack was fast asleep on a couch in the room, Charlotte and Seeley was piled up with him asleep as well.

James was fast asleep next you, he had a chair pulled up to your bed with his head in your lap and his hand holding your. You took your free hand and ran your fingers through his hair softly.

He jolted awake in a panic, he left out a sigh of relief when he saw you smiling softly at him. “your awake” he said with tears pricking his sleep-deprived eyes.

He leaned over and wrapped his arms around you. “I thought I lost you” you placed your hand on his jaw and pulled him towrds you kissing his lips passionately, it was so soft but held so much emotion. “I love you... So much James”

He smiled, you didn't know how long he's been waiting to hear thoughs words. He smiled from ear to ear and kissed you again. “I love you too”

You only pulled away when you hear your kid chearing your name. “mama!” they jumped from Jack's lap and ran to you, giving you a big hug.

You finally had peace and felt you could move on, your life was better knowing Lance and you are better person because of him. Now it's time to start over with a man you knew loved you just as much as Lance did.

#James Aubrey #James Aubrey x reader #James Aubrey imagines #Lance Sweets #Bones TV show #john boyd #Headcanons #Bones headcanons #James Aubrey headcanons #James Aubrey smut #Jeffersonian #Jack Hodgins x Sister!reader

[criminallysupernatural]

A Million Years Ago

Summary: 6 months have passed, but James hasn’t given up hope. You’ve started your new life, but is there room for him?

Pairing: James Aubrey x reader

Series Masterlist

Tags: @lengthyyy @aimeexoxox1 @readerisland @theclonewarss

6 months later

You were outside your childhood home that looked on the local lake trying to clear the massive amount of leaves that had collected overnight. You had the spent the last months taking care of your home that had been run down into disrepair. With your parents and sister passing, the house had no caretaker and sat empty for nearly a decade. You had first begun by going through all the belongings left behind, but somehow that proved to be impossible, so you thought working on the outside of the house would be best. You heard a crunching behind you.

“How’d you find me?” You stood up and put one hand in your vest. 

“Oh, just a little research.” James smiled. “You look good.”

“Manual labor will do that to you.” You pointed to the house.

“Remodeling?”

“Piece by piece. I’ve taken care of the landscaping and the paneling on the outside. I’m moving room to room inside. It’s proven to be more difficult than I thought.” You shivered. “It’s getting chilly. Do you want to come inside for something warm?” Aubrey followed you inside.

He looked around and marveled at all the memories framed on the walls of your home. You riding a bike for the first time, your first school picture, your whole family above the mantle. He’d never known this side of you.

“You have a choice: lemon tea or hot cider. Both will warm you up pretty quickly.”

“Cider, please.”

“Here.” You handed him the mug and sat down at the table. “So, how have you been?” You ran your finger over the rim of your mug.

“I’ve been good. Work’s been crazy. Jess is about a month out from giving birth. It’s a boy.” He smiled lightly. It was that pure smile you’d always loved from him. Usually the only thing that can pull it out of him is food. “What about you?”

“House is a lot of work. It’d been empty for a while. I’m just trying to get it back to running shape.”

“You gonna sell it?”

“I don’t know. It was hard the first few weeks to be here. There are so many ghosts running around here.” You took a sip of your cider. “But it’s home.”

He nodded.

“It was so weird being back. Walking around town, so many people recognized me, but no one ever said anything. I guess disappearing mixed with my FBI background creeped a few people out.”

I know I’m not the only one Who regrets the things they’ve done Sometimes I just feel it’s only me Who can’t stand the reflection that they see

“With everyone gone, the house is a little empty.”

I wish I could live a little more Look up to the sky, not just the floor I feel like my life is flashing by And all I can do is watch and cry I miss the air, I miss my friends, I miss my mother

“I wasted so much time trying to fix everything that I let it all slip away.” You brushed a tear from your eye. Wow, this cider is a lot stronger than I remember.” You laughed.

I miss it when life was a party to be thrown But that was a million years ago

“Do you remember that frat party we went to sophomore year? The one that had four kegs?” Aubrey reached across the table to pat your hand.

“The one where you had to ‘prove’ you could handle your alcohol?”

“I handle my alcohol just fine.” He crossed his arms across his chest.

“Which is why I spent all night rubbing your back while you hurled and we slept on the bathroom floor.” You chuckled. 

You looked up at him and there it was. That spark. It was never going to just go away. It might fade with distance, but in this close proximity, it reignited. You stood up and moved towards the sink to wash your mug, anything to break your eye contact. 

As you started washing, you felt him move behind you. He placed his hands on your shoulders and caressed your arms. His hands were so warm, always warm, especially against your chilly skin. You placed the mug in the sink and turn around to look at him.

“James…”

“Don’t push me away. Please, not this time.”

He pushed a piece of hair behind your ear and placed his lips on yours. They were warm and tasted like the cider he had been drinking. He moved like the two of you hadn’t lost any time at all.

But that was a million years ago A million years ago

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[criminallysupernatural]

Send My Love (To Your New Lover)

Summary: Aubrey decides to help his old friend. Is it more than he bargained for?

Pairing: James Aubrey x reader

Series Masterlist 

Tags: @lengthyyy @aimeexoxox1 @readerisland @theclonewarss

“You can stay with me until we figure out what to do next.” Aubrey placed some blankets and pillows on the couch. “You can sleep in my bed. I’ll take the couch.”

“Mmm, no.” You shook your head. “Couch is good for me. Better bed than I’ve had in the last few months.” You chuckled.

“How long have you been running?” He sat on the arm of the couch as you spread the blanket out and climbed underneath it.

“A year.” You yawned.

“Why didn’t you come sooner?”

“I had to make sure it was safe. I didn’t know your girlfriend was here. I must have missed her when she came up.”

“It’s complicated. We’re at a weird stage where we haven’t quite figured out what we’re doing yet.”

“You seemed happy with her. She seems nice.” Your eyes had grown heavy. Sleep was taking over.

“She is.” He pulled the blanket up to your chin and kissed your forehead. He chided himself for falling into old habits, but he couldn’t deny he was happy to see you. You were safe and he could keep an eye on you.

This was all you, none of it me

You put your hands on, on my body and told me

Mmm

You told me you were ready

For the big one, for the big jump

I'd be your last love everlasting you and me

Mmm

That was what you told me

“I can’t be here, Jimmy.” You yelled under your breath at him.

He had dragged you to the Jeffersonian, claiming it was the safest place for you.

“It’s crawling with FBI!”

“Beck, it’ll be fine. We gave you an alias. You can work here for the time being and I can keep an eye on you. Let’s put that BA in anthropology to use!” He pulled you by the wrist.

“Ugh. Fine.” You sighed and followed him.

“Dr. Brennan, this is Rebecca Oliver.” He pointed towards you.

Great, another name to get used to, you thought.

“Please, call me Beck.” You smiled. Aubrey gave you a stern look, but you simply smirked back.

“Miss Oliver, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I see that you have a Bachelor’s in anthropology. Are you thinking of getting your Master’s?”

“I am. I’m just so thankful to be shadowing you, Dr. Brennan. I can’t wait to see how you work. I hear you’re quite fascinating.” You leaned closer to her, emphasizing fascinating.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Miss Oliver.” She chuckled. “Shall we begin? This is Jessica Warren. She is the current intern working this case.” She motioned for you to shake hands.

“Miss Warren, pleased to meet you.” You shook her hand.

“You as well, Miss Oliver.” She said nervously. Aubrey must have given her the rundown. She wasn’t quite sure about the lying part. 

“You two can begin cleaning the bones. Miss Warren, please who Miss Oliver the ropes, as they say.” Dr. Brennan left the platform and headed towards her office.

“Listen,” you whispered, “I know this is weird, but I really appreciate you putting up with me. I know that I kind of came in like a hurricane and tore up Aubrey’s life, but he’s the only one I can trust. I hope you don’t mind my staying with him or anything. I just don’t feel safe by myself.”

Jessica’s eyes widened at the mention of you staying with him.

“You didn’t know I was staying at his apartment, did you?”

She shook her head.

“Crap. I’m sorry. I slept on the couch if that makes you feel any better.” You sighed. “Look, Aubrey is with you now. I didn’t come back to change any of that. I came because I trust him. I need his help.”

“Thank you.” She looked down at the bones you were to process.

“If it’s any consolation, I think you’re amazing and Jimmy deserves someone who will treat him better than I did. Someone who can love him with her whole heart. That just… isn’t me. That door is closed. I promise.”

“Let’s just get to work. First, you have to…”

Send my love to your new lover

Treat her better

We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts

We both know we ain't kids no more

Send my love to your new lover

Treat her better

We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts

We both know we ain't kids no more

“What did you say to Jess?” Aubrey stood at the edge of the couch.

“I told her that there was nothing to worry about me staying here. Apparently, she was unaware of my sleeping arrangements.” You raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t get cute with me.”

“I was born cute.” You flashed a toothy grin. “Look, I just told her the truth. I told you and I were… well, there is no you and I. I came here because I trust you.”

“Yeah, well, she seems to be upset about it.” He sat down near your feet.

“I would be too if you didn’t tell me something like that.”

“I’m not so sure it would be the same given the past.” He picked at his shirt.

“No arguments here. I know I messed up.” You sighed.

I'm giving you up

I've forgiven it all

You set me free, oh

“Why did you go?”

“It isn’t enough that my country called on my service?” 

“Beck, you and I know there is more to it than that.” He looked at you, a knowing glare in his eyes.

“It’s personal.” You tucked some hair behind your ear. Aubrey scoffed. “It was my sister, okay! She got into some trouble and I made a deal. A deal I deeply regret now.”

“Why?”

“Because,” you sat up and moved next to him, “I lost everything, everyone. I’m all alone now.” You started to tear up.

“Hey, hey.” He wrapped an arm around you. “It’s okay. You’re not alone now.”

“I screwed everything up.” You looked up at him. “I should’ve told you.”

“It’s okay. It’s in the past.” He patted your shoulder.

“I lied.” You spoke quickly.

“What?”

“To Jessica. I came here because I trust you, that’s true. But I… I needed to see you again.” You breathed in his scent deeply. “I needed to know if it was all still here.”

“If what was still here?” He rubbed his thumb over your cheek.

“This feeling. My heart is pounding.”

“Beck…” Aubrey’s hand moved down to your cheek.

“Yeah?”

“It’s still here.”

If you're ready, if you're ready (send my love to your new lover)

If you're ready, I am ready (treat her better)

We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts

We both know we ain't kids no more

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