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mystery-star · 1 year

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Unbid – Jack Aubrey (Part 2 / 3 )

Pairing: Jack Aubrey x fem!reader

Warnings: mentions arranged marriage, unwanted advances (Not Jack ofc), strict parents

Words: 3532

Series Navigation: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

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The person holding you swam towards the surface and after you broke it, you had a small coughing fit. Above the pier you saw a group of people gathered, among them your maid who held out her hand to help you up.

“I’ll lift you, reach for the top of the pier” so it was Mr. Aubrey who had come to your rescue.

“I can’t get up” you felt tears in your eyes

“Trust me” he said. Well, you didn’t have much of a choice. He still held you and so you couldn’t swim away. And better you used your strength now to get up than tiring yourself out by searching a better spot. So you just nodded “Ready?” when you agreed, he held on to the pole and with the other hand tried to help you up to the top. You couldn’t grasp it but instead a hand caught your wrist. There was another hand on your other arm and yet another on your back. Breathing out in relief that you weren’t alone, you tried your best to help them and from below, the Lieutenant pushed up your leg. Finally, you were lying flat on the wood, taking deep breaths and telling yourself it was over while the bunch of sailors that had helped you along with your maid asked if you were doing alright. Somehow you were glad that the captain was not among them. But you didn’t even know what to say. Someone handed you a towel and you took it, drying your face and then dabbing it at your arms.

“What were you thinking?” you now heard Captain Steward ask

“I didn’t want to fall” you protested. By now also the Lieutenant had climbed on top of the stage with a rope someone had brought. He too was handed a towel and after he had dried his face, he took a coat, you suggested his own, which he had taken off before jumping in the water, and placed it on your shoulders. Not trusting your tongue to form actual words, you just gave a thankful nod.

“Does she have something else to wear? She shouldn’t go home in these wet clothes” Mr. Aubrey asked your maid, who declined. Your teeth started chattering and wrapped the coat tighter around you. “Do we have her something dry?” he now asked his superior who just shook his head.

“I’ve got a spare shirt” someone reported

“Aye, I’d have some slops” you eyed the man critically, he was much broader than you and the trousers would never fit. And even if they did you couldn’t only wear shirt and trousers.

“Maybe we could make her a skirt from a spare sail?”

“Perhaps we should just get her somewhere where she can get rid of the clothes and we can find her something” Lieutenant Aubrey suggested with a glance to the captain who gave a nod.

“Bring her to my cabin” when you arrived at the cabin, someone brought you an oversized shirt. With your maid you decided that the best way was you taking off your clothes, putting on the shirt as a shift and just keeping Mr. Aubrey’s coat over it, buttoning it close. You hoped he wouldn’t mind that you took it home and wouldn’t need it right away. Once you were dressed in your makeshift clothes you stepped out of the cabin again with your maid feeling immensely embarrassed about your appearance. But before you could leave you had to find the rightful owner of the coat to ask if he was fine with you borrowing it. You found him at the ship’s side, talking to the captain. When you approached them, the two men turned around.

“I uh…” you folded your hands “Might I borrow your coat?”

“Certainly, I insist” you smiled and muttered a thank-you, not caring that your mother would scold you for talking so quietly. “I suppose we’ll postpone the discussion to when you return” Mr. Aubrey told his superior.

“Return?” he asked incredulously

“You are not going to accompany her home?” your suitor let out a throaty laugh

“Have you looked at her? She’s wet, got a bruise on her face and is drunk. What’s her father gonna say if I’m with her? No, I still plan to marry that woman” you found it better not to mention that two of the things he had mentioned were his fault. But in a way you understood why he was scared to bring you home. And if you were honest, you were glad he wouldn’t come with you after what had happened today. You weren’t even sure if you wanted to see him again.

“It is alright. I’m not alone, I have my maid and we can call a carriage”

“See?” the captain sounded relieved. Ignoring him, the Lieutenant turned to you

“I’d feel more reassured to know you will be safe on your way home. Especially around the docks.” he threw a glance at his superior “Why, I could accompany her” neither your maid nor the captain seemed very happy but you gave a nod. You didn’t care if this was proper or not, you just were happy that he offered to go with you to make sure you were fine. But then the captain seemed to think about it.

“Come to think of it, her father surely would appreciate her not going home alone. Very well, Lieutenant. You may go with her” you felt yourself smile, even more so when the Lieutenant gave a nod and offered you his arm.

“Goodbye, captain” you called in the direction of your suitor who luckily didn’t make any moves to kiss your knuckles again. The three of you left the ship in silence but on the way to the carriage the silence was embarrassing so you started talking with Mr. Aubrey, although your maid shot you glances you couldn’t quite interpret but surely weren’t happy ones. But you didn’t mind and just kept talking with the other man until the carriage pulled up in front of your house. “Well” you said after the member of the Navy had helped you out of the carriage “Thank you”

“It gave me great pleasure” he took your hand to kiss your knuckles.

“I will see to it that both the coat and the shirt are cleaned and returned to you”

“Ah, I can come and pick them up” he said “Should use the opportunity to walk around as long as we’re ashore” he gave you a wink and you felt your body temperature rising.

“Alright. Then I’ll still see to it they’re washed and will be ready for you”

You had hoped to evade your parents as you came home so they wouldn’t notice your condition but it seemed that your father had someone waiting for you to bring him to his office. He wasn’t happy with your tale at all and after two slaps in the face he sent you to your room. There, instead of getting changed you spent about two hours crying before you fell asleep.

The next day you didn’t feel like getting up at all, so you curled up in your bed with a good book and claimed you felt a bit unwell. Which wasn’t even a lie, just that it was more something mental instead of physical. In the evening, a maid came to your room just after you noticed there was visitor.

“Miss, Captain Steward presents compliments, says he apologises for his behaviour and hopes you didn’t catch a cold from your fall yesterday” you couldn’t help the little sound of annoyance that left your throat before you gave a nod.

“Thank you. Please tell him I suffer of no consequences but am still not capable of seeing him right now”

“Oh he’s not here, Miss. It’s someone from his crew. His name is Mr. Aubrey, I believe”

“Oh” you put the book aside and pulled the blanket back getting up “Can you get me my dressing gown?”

“Miss? What are you doing?” you paused to think. Indeed, what were you doing? Or better said why were you doing this?

“I… Mr. Aubrey let me borrow some clothes. I wish to see for myself that he has received them back” you said but knew it wasn’t the full truth. Yes, you wanted to know he had his coat back but you also just wanted to see him. You pinched your arm. Good Lord, please don’t let that be true. Please don’t let me like that man. A part of you wanted to protest when the maid came to help you put on the dressing gown, knowing you shouldn’t do this but you couldn’t help it. Sluggishly you walked down the stairs and your maid accompanied you to the parlour where the man was waiting. When he saw you, he got up with a huge smile on his face, walking over to you and kissing your knuckles.

“I didn’t expect you to come and see me” not knowing what to say you just smiled. It disappeared when you thought of your father.

“I suppose it would be appropriate to keep our guest some company while he’s waiting. After all it is my fault you’re here again”

“At least I don’t need to clean my coat myself” he returned to his seat and you sat down on the couch next to his armchair.

“A cup of tea, Miss?” the butler asked and you nodded.

“What kind of behaviour did the captain want to apologise for?” you gulped knowing he probably meant the kiss but you didn’t tell him. You had also left that out when talking to your father. As well as the fact that you had had some grog.

“The alcohol, I suppose. Or maybe that he didn’t want to bring me home?”

“So I can tell him you’re not offended by what he’s done?” you opened your mouth, unsure what to say. Yes, he had offended you and the more you thought of it, the angrier you got. “I see. I’ll let him know he better thinks of something to make up for it” not wanting to discuss, you just gave a nod and took a sip from the tea. Why was it taking so long until someone brought him his coat so he left? “Are you alright?”

“Yes” you replied and took another sip, trying not to let him know you had burned your tongue.

“You’re shivering”

“Ah” you hadn’t even noticed before you watched your trembling hand. He even leant over to you and held the back of his hand against your forehead.

“You feel hot. You’d better go back to bed. Not that you are getting sick” you wanted to protest but he turned to the butler “I’m all set. Why don’t you bring her back to her room and make sure she lies down again?” the butler didn’t seem too happy but obliged.

In the following two days you had to realize that you actually were sick. You didn’t know what it was but you were feeling week, dizzy, had a fever and were vomiting quite often. Your parents had called a doctor but he suggested it just was an infection and that you best tried to sleep it out. At least he was sure it was nothing serious. But it seemed that your suitors took it rather serious because most of them (at least those that tried to contact you) were told about your condition and thereupon started sending you bouquets of flowers. For some reason you didn’t want them in your room and told the maids that brought them to find them another spot in the house.

One day, however, it was different. Instead of a bouquet there was just a single tulip. And instead of the small card or short letter, there was a thick envelope. Curiously you opened the envelope. Soon you realized that it wasn’t a long letter but a short one too (yet still longer than the others) and the rest was sheets for a piece of music. With a frown you read the letter. At first it really confused you but when you threw a glance at the name of the writer it started to make sense. Jack Aubrey. He told you that he felt guilty for leaving you alone with the Captain and letting him upset you which was the reason you ran away and finally fell into the water. Because, as he believed, this was the reason you were sick now. That was why he had given you the score to a piece he really liked and played to cheer himself up (because he loved playing the violin too!). The flower was to put on display in your room since you could not go to your favourite spot in the garden, the one he had met you on your birthday and about which you had told him. With a smile you put the letter aside to study the musical score.

“Miss?” the maid who had brought you the gifts asked “Would you like me to find a place for the tulip?”

“Oh…” you looked down at the red flower on your lap “No, actually I’d like a vase. In my room” she nodded and left while you chuckled. While you really appreciated the gesture with the flower and found it sweet, Mr. Aubrey had mixed up the flowers. It were poppies that grew near your favourite bench, not tulips. But alas, you probably couldn’t tell larboard from starboard either. Before the maid returned, you put the letter aside, grabbed the music sheets and left the bed to play the piece at once. But as you were tuning up your violin, your father entered.

“What are you doing, (Y/N)? You are supposed to be in bed and rest!”

“I-I was feeling better and thought I could practise a bit” it wasn’t that much of a lie

“You can practise when you’re fully healed again. Back to bed, now” as he spoke he was coming closer.

“Father please, just let me…”

“Now” you opened your mouth but you couldn’t think of something you could say. A smile was on your face when you remembered that your father would leave the house in a couple of hours, you could play then. So you wanted to put the violin back in the case when your father stopped you “Give me your instrument”

“What? Why?” you choked out

“Do as I say, (Y/N). I will not have you worsening your condition over something like this” he held out his hand and with a gulp you handed him the violin, watching in horror how he gripped it by the neck

“You cannot hold it like that! It might break” you shrieked

“Watch your mouth and go back to bed” scoffing, you more or less tossed the bow back in the case, put the score there as well, closed the case and went back to bed, turning away from your father and pulling the blanket over your head.

The following day, in the afternoon all your symptoms were gone. All that remained was a slight tiredness and you not being able to be on your feet for a longer time. Apparently, your father found it was too early to return you your instrument but just the right time to invite a suitor for dinner. Captain Steward. During the meal you avoided speaking to him and after it was over, he wanted to have a cup of tea with you in the parlour, chaperoned by your mother. Half-heartedly, you listened to his tales of victories he achieved in the service until you had finished to cups and announced that you were not feeling too well and would like to return to bed to completely cure your sickness. The man got up, pecked your knuckles and wished you a goodnight before you left and almost ran upstairs.

You didn’t know if you were surprised when your father woke you the following morning, saying you had a guest. A part of you considered asking if you’d get your violin back if you went to see him but instead let a maid help you getting dressed without a word. Your father was waiting for you outside of your room.

“I think you should know one thing”

“Yes?”

“Yesterday, after you so abruptly left, Captain Steward came to me to ask for your hand in marriage. But he made it clear that he is not all too happy with your behaviour lately”

“He wants to marry me?” you breathed, stopping on the stairs.

“Yes he does, although it’s rather unbelievable after how disrespectfully you treated him yesterday” you let out an annoyed breath. Not like he had treated you any better when you had visited him on the ship.

“So I figure you want me to go, listen what he says and say yes?”

“No”

“What?” you now were really confused. Why else was the captain here if not to propose to you?

“He’s not here to ask you. I already agreed yesterday”

“You-you agreed? But what about the others?”

“One has found someone else and I cannot rely on another one to ask for my blessing and you don’t seem to like Lord Sanders, so he was the only option left”

“But if… I mean if that third man had not wanted me… there surely would have been more men? More suitors. It’s… not like they are the only men” he looked at you

“Do you have a problem with Captain Steward?”

“No” you muttered. Giving a satisfied nod, your father opened the door to the parlour where your mother and your suitor were waiting. When he saw you, Captain Steward got up, to press a kiss to the back of your hand.

“(Y/N). What a pleasure to see you. I hope you slept well” your father threw a glance at you

“It is mine too, Captain Steward and I had a good night, thank you”

“Oh please, call me Percy”

“Alright, Percy”

“I’m sure you are wondering what I’m doing here”

“Yes well, I somehow have. Why are you here?”

“See, after you went to bed I had a word with your father. I asked for his blessing and he agreed”

“I heard” you just said and again your father gave you a hard glare “That is nice to hear” you added for that reason.

“Well, so today I came again to tell you personally and to give you this” he pulled something from his coat jacket and presented you a ring. “It belonged to my mother”

“It is very beautiful. Thank you, Percy” he squeezed your hand

“May I?” he didn’t wait for an answer and put the ring on your finger, making you mumble another thank you. “What would you think of a walk through your gardens?”

“I had no breakfast yet” you protested and when both your parents looked at you, you put on a smile “But then I would love to join you” to your dismay, your new fiancé decided to join you for breakfast and then spend the whole day with you. This time, the talks didn’t bore you as the often did but since he was telling you what he imagined your future together to be you started to feel sick.

“You don’t talk much, do you?” he suddenly said and as if caught you glanced at him.

“Well, I certainly need time to get to know people before I start talking much” you said

“You’ve been talking more when we first met” before he had kissed you on his ship, you thought.

“That was to get to know you in a first place”

“Well, then get to know me more. Ask, I got all day”

“I don’t mean to be rude but I am surprised you have the whole day. Are you not needed on the ship?”

“Ah, as long as we’re in port there’s not that much to do for me except supervising repairs. Besides, she’s in the best hands”

Percy came to see you on the two following days as well and slowly, you were starting to have enough of him and especially his comments that you should get used to seeing him each day. You bit back a comment that as a captain he’d often be out at sea. The only positive thing about the week was that once you had started to show interest in your fiancé - at least as much as was needed to please your father - you found your violin lying on your bed one day. You felt bad for having forgotten about it but now that you saw it, you just wanted to play the piece you had gotten from Mr. Aubrey. But apparently your violin didn’t like being outside of its case, so there was more tuning needed than usual and that was when the E-string broke. In disbelief you stared at the instrument, feeling a flash of anger that turned into exasperation and finally you sat down on the bed with a huff, unsure what even to feel.

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#jack aubrey #jack aubrey x reader #jack aubrey imagine #jack aubrey x you

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shelbgrey · 9 months

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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.

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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

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thekenobee · 1 year

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*softly* what have I done

#ur FUCKING SHIPM8 JACK MOTHERFUCKER AUBREY #JACK AUBREY #imagine the RAMPAGE #THE HAVOC #HE WOULD WREAK #CACAFUEGO WOULD BE ROBBED SUNKEN AND LIT UP #AT THE SAME TIME #master and commander #aubreyad #aubrey/maturin #aubrey maturin #patrick o'brian #patrick obrian #my edit #thekenobeeedit #aubreyad memes #debuachedslothposting #memes #funny

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joelslegalwhrereads · 2 years

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Confessions

pairing ⁀➷ james aubrey x reader

word count⁀➷ 900+

summary⁀➷ You and Aubrey are married but because you don't work together very often, the team doesn't know it yet, which changes when you all meet at the royal diner after a case.

warnings⁀➷ is marriage a warning?, some fluff, the case i mentioned is not a real case they had

a/n ⁀➷ i couldn’t resist writing for aubrey so i hope you’ll have as much fun reading as i had writing it x

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„I'm glad this case is over." Angela sighed as you entered the Royal Diner. „Me too. I'm afraid of marionettes anyway, I don't need them in my job. Ugh..." you shivered by the thought of the poor person.

You gathered around the table your team always had when you would go to the diner. At this point, any other table would feel just very wrong. „Are Hodgins and Aubrey on their way?" Cam asked the group. „Mhm, I guess. Aubrey told me he'd wait up for Hodgins because they had to take some notes for the report." Booth answered her.

This was your favourite part of every case, even though it wasn't all of you each time. Sitting at the diner together, talking about the things that happened, but also personal things. These people quickly became your best friends. They welcomed you from the second you stepped foot into the Jeffersonian and integrated you into their group. Now that Aubrey was working with Booth at the FBI, it would be even better.

„What can I get you guys?" Joanne smiled at us.

„The usual please." Booth and Brennan ordered, Cam didn't want anything but water and so did Angela.

„A burger, fries and a salad please." you smiled. „Alright, I'll be back in a sec." Joanne wrote everything down and left your table. You could feel the eyes of the others on you, „You seem hungry, Y/N." Brennan laughed lightly.

You chuckled, „Oh, it's for Aubrey.". Cam frowned and made the typical expression she always did when she was confused. Angela on the other hand already seemed to know what's up but kept it for herself.

„There they are!" Booth greeted Hodgins and Aubrey when they entered the diner. „Sorry it took longer than expected. He didn't accept the words normal people use." Aubrey sarcastically commented.

„Actually, it is usually very important to use the correct technical terms." Brennan commented. „Thank you." Hodgins said.

You grinned at the interaction between them. It's always like that, and it's exactly what makes them so lovable. Aubrey has been with the team for about a month, but you never had the chance to really work together during a case, until now.

Angela slid her chair a bit to the side to make room for Aubrey next to you, totally on purpose, of course. Hodgins meanwhile sat down on her other side. Just in time for the two to sit down, Joanna came back with a plate for Brennan, apple cake for Booth and your order.

„Here you go, anything else you'd like?" she asked. „No, thanks, Joanna." Booth smiled, and she nodded.

Aubrey smiled at you when he saw the plates in front of him. „Thank you." His hand caressed your tight. „I wouldn't dare to not order when I know exactly what your mood is like when you're hungry." you chuckled. The others were already in conversation, so they didn't listen to what you and Aubrey talked about.

He took a big bite of his burger, which he could barely get into his mouth, and exhaled happily. "I love you." he told the burger, and you had to laugh softly.

The others looked at him laughing. Everyone knew Aubrey's love for food.

Booth raised an eyebrow, "How do you even get that thing in your mouth?". "Oh, it'll fit somehow." Aubrey mumbled, his mouth still full. Booth just shook his head, but everyone could see the slight smirk.

"I really hope we can finally do a proper experiment next time," Hodgins sighed. "I'm not going to even ask what you're hoping for." Cam laughed. Hodgins started, „You know, we haven't-„

Suddenly they all went quiet. You chewed the fry you stole from Aubrey's plate. „Everything okay?" you asked carefully, swallowing. Aubrey looked just as confused as you did, as he handed you another one. Everyone's eyes got even wider at that.

Finally, Booth said, „James Aubrey does not share his food.", „Nor does anyone know what he's even ordering, as much as he always eats." Hodgins added.

Brennan's gaze would've almost been uncomfortable if you didn't know her so well. You chuckled, „Oh.". „We're married." Aubrey laughed, and you grinned when you both raised your hands at the same time to show them the wedding rings.

Booth looked like something hit him, „That explains a lot." Cam commented enlightened. „As if none of you have noticed," Angela laughed, „You're all so smart but so blind at normal things sometimes.". „I must confess that I should have noticed it. Congratulations, by the way." Brennan admitted and smiled at the last part of her sentence. "Thank you." you giggled. "Wait, how long have you guys been married?" Booth asked.

"Almost four years." Aubrey said, cracking a grin at Booth's facial expression. "So that's what Caroline always meant." Booth quietly talked to himself.

You could picture Caroline giving Seeley a poke in the back of the head for being so slow on the uptake.

„We don't make a secret out of it, I guess it just never really came up." you chuckled.

„Well now we know." Cam laughed. "As long as you let us know then when you're planning on having a little Aubrey or a little Y/N, I can just about forgive you for this one," Angela joked, and everyone broke out laughing. "Promised." You joined the laughter as Aubrey intertwined his hand with yours under the table and smiled at you.

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coppertophomegurl · 2 months

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James Aubrey and Ellie Bishop ate one (1) meal together at a local diner. 9 dead and 45 injured.

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gigamuffin · 8 months

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if jack aubrey was much more popular i would go sooo insane i. cannot stress enough how absolutely unbearable i would be. i would be not normal.

#reminder. the only thing preventing me from posting down bad jack aubrey stuff is solely because of the lack of content #if you know how insanw ive been over halsin baldur's gate. imagine that but more #i would literally regress to a more primal state and become monkey #look a talking muffin

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buddyboy600alt · 2 years

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Next on HBO, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (1971).

#Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (1971)#gene wilder #jack albertson #peter ostrum #mel stuart #deninse nickerson #aubrey wood #roald dahl #anthony newman #leslie briscuess #pure imagination #golden ticket #the candy man can

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randomfoggytiger · 6 months

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Scully and Matters of the Heart: S1-4

Scully's thoughts on love and relationships.

Fire

So, she shows up knowing the power she has over you and then she makes you walk through fire, is that it? ...Mulder, are you sure you don't need me to help you out on this one?

Gender Bender

Hard to imagine in this day and age someone having sex with a perfect stranger.

Lazarus

We dated for almost a year.... But it was always hard for Jack to relax, it was impossible for him, really. He was always so intense, so relentlessly determined.

Tooms

Mulder, I wouldn't put myself on the line for anyone else but you.

One Breath

Mulder? I had the strength of your beliefs.

Firewalker

["He stopped taking his pills. Yeah, he said that they were polluting his brain. And, he said I was polluting his body.... I just want to go home, now."]

Where's home?

["Anywhere but here."]

Aubrey

Things must be difficult for you now. I've had... feelings for people I've worked with. Inner-office relationships can be complicated-- especially when he's married.

Fearful Symmetry

["Whatever... connection he and I had was over long ago."]

But you asked him, anyway. To help you.

D.P.O.

Well, you don't have to be afraid anymore. You and your husband are safe as long as we can count on your testimony.

The List

Woman gets lonely. Sometimes she can't wait around for a man to get reincarnated.

2Shy

You're more than a monster: you didn't just feed on their bodies, you fed on their minds.

War of the Coprophages

Her name is Bambi? ...Her name is Bambi?

Syzygy

["Must be Detective White."]

If that's the reason we're sticking around, that's your business.

Jose Chung's From Outer Space

["...For, although Diana Leski is noble of spirit and pure at heart, she remains, nevertheless, a federal employee."]

Avatar

["He lives under this misguided notion that silence is strength. He's built a wall to keep everyone out."]

Including you?

["Especially me."]

Is that why you were separated?

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["I can tell you don't have no children. Maybe one day you'll learn the pride... the love."]

Unruhe

Why did your sister kill herself, Gerry? What did your father do to her?

The Field Where I Died

["Dana, if um... early in the four years we've been working together, an event occurred that suggested or if somebody told you that we'd been friends together... in other lifetimes, always... would it have changed the ways we looked at one another?"]

Even if I knew for certain, I wouldn't change a day.

Paper Hearts

["You do this full-time-- telling people this kind of news?"]

No, sir, not full-time.

El Mundo Gira

He didn't kill her, Mulder.... Mulder, I know you don't want to hear this, but I think the aliens in this story are not the villains but the victims.

Never Again

This circle: it usually starts when an authoritative or controlling figure comes into my life; and part of me likes it-- needs it, wants the approval-- but then at a certain point along the way I just... y'know.

Memento Mori

For the first time, I feel time like a heartbeat: the seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning. The numinous mysteries that once seemed so distant and unreal threatening clarity in the presence of a truth entertained not in youth but only in its passage. I feel these words as if their meaning were weight being lifted from me, knowing that you will read them and share my burden as I have come to trust no other. That you should know my heart-- look into it, finding there the memory and experience that belong to you, that are you-- is a comfort to me now as I feel the tethers loose....

Kaddish

And through all this he hid the ring?

["Even after the war, he hid it. Even from my mother."]

Why?

["Because to him it was a dead relic from a forgotten place. Until the day I told him I was getting married; and for the first time in fifty years, he took out this ring. He said he felt his village was being born again. He knew how much I loved Isaac."]

Unrequited

Mulder, what she has is a simple... hemorrhage brought on by her emotional state.

Max

["Can I buy you a drink?"]

No, it's okay-- I'm with somebody.

Synchrony

Lisa, if you're leaving anything out-- if you're hedging the truth, you could be held accountable if Jason committed a crime.

Small Potatoes

No, I'm seeing a whole new side of you, Mulder.

["Is that a good thing?"]

I like it.

Elegy

I mean, maybe in some drug-addled way she was trying to kill happiness-- Harold's happiness. His love for those women. Trying to destroy something she never thought she'd have again.

Demons

["Why shoot herself and her husband?"]

I can't say definitively; but judging from an almost identical suicide... I believe that the victims were suffering....

Gethsemane

Hey, look, just because I haven't bared my soul to you or to Father McCue or to God doesn't mean I'm not responsible to what's important to me.

["To what? To who? This guy Mulder?"]

Thank you for reading~ Enjoy!

#txf #meta #xf meta #mine #Scully #xfiles #x-files #the x files #S1 #S2 #S3 #S4

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thiefbird · 20 days

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Ok how about Jack/Stephen (or Jack&Stephen) with the prompt "some part of me must have died the first time that you called me baby." AND maybe like play with the later line "some part of me must have died the final time that you called me baby." Like the first time Stephen refers to Jack so lovingly is the last time??Maybe like one of them is dying or something? Angst?? IDK HOW WRITING PROMPT REQUESTS GO!? OK THANK YOU BYE

Yeah - you got it! I write for Dragon Age too, and they have a thing every friday called Dragon Age Drunk Writing Circle where everyone sends each other asks with prompts and pairings; the idea is that you write them that night and post immediately, no editing! It's super fun and I miss doing it, but I'm not super feeling the DA writing bug ATM, and also work friday nights, so it's not feasible.

But I missed prompt writing, so I'm seeking it out on my own!

And ohhhh this is some delicious angst thank you - I will probably change out "baby" for a more period-accurate endearment but lets see what I can come up with...

[Two excerpts from the diaries of Dr Stephen E Maturin, Esq.: the first dated 29 June 1803 - just after the end of the Peace of Amiens - and the second 23 October, 1847 - the day of Admiral Jno. Aubrey's death. These fragments were first published by his (and Admiral Jno. Aubrey's) 5th great-granddaughter, Diana Niamh Lambert, in a collection exploring Dr Maturin's complex relationship with the Aubreys; there are provided here in both their original encoded Catalan and an English translation.]

[the writing on these pages is hasty and sprawling, but neater than anything dated after 1805]

I hardly know how to write - I am aflutter like a girl. My hand is miserable - it sprawls across the page with no respect for the cost of bound pages - but I must sort my thoughts. JA - he is not yet well, of course, the creature; he will not be for many weeks still, so weak and exhausted is he. But he recovers as well as I could hope, though he is occasionally still delirious for some time after waking. I had thought his endearments to me a symptom of his delirium - perhaps he thought me to be SW, the dear girl, or another of his acquaintance, and so he clung to my hand and called me beloved out of his confusion. And yet today, in his waking dream, he called out "Stephen, my soul and love," when he could not find me. I felt as if I should die to hear it - I had not considered even the idea of my affections returned. I know I am letting my heart run away with my head (a state more familiar these last months than since before the failed Uprising) but- If he should- Will I ask him, when he is well? His friendship means so very much to me that I fear risking it on such a chance - I am ever a coward in affairs of the heart, as shown by MO'C and DV both before now - and yet my breast feels so light at the possibility that I cannot imagine staying silent.

[the writing on these pages show evidence of severe arthritis and tremours, as well as what appears to be damage from tears]

He is gone. Jack Aubrey has breathed his last - SA and the children were with him at the end, as was I; even SP was able to make the trip, having relocated to Ireland with Jack's decline. SP and I sit with him now - there are no Church of England rites to be performed, and SA was kind enough to allow us our heathenish, Papist rituals to-night. I have feared this day for so long - an abstract fear near as long as we have known each other (for the atrocities of war are blindingly apparent to a surgeon), and a far more real horror since the death of my beloved Diana. The Dear knows I did not cope well with her loss; I was not a good father to BA for many years after - for she is so like her mother as to have hurt to look at - and I thank Mary every day for CO and PC and SA for caring for my little bird when I could not. Yet I find age has tempered the pain, though I grieve him more fully than I thought possible. He has not been entirely himself these last two or three years together, and I find myself thankful he regained clarity in his last weeks; we could all say our goodbyes in peace with the man we love. His spirits were not unnaturally high nor miserable - he remembered his grandchildren, even our dear little girl - B and G's darling daughter - and doted upon her most sweetly. [there are a few lines here, blurred with water-damage and scratched over too many times to be made out] Oh, Jack- SA and I will not be long behind you, I believe. She is stronger than I, though, and I fear she will soon be alone; my hands - never truly recovered from the French - tremble and ache so fierce I have neglected my writings for many years, my breath rattles in my lungs. I am dying, my love, my loves; I will see you soon, if the Lord has any mercy in his heart for me. I think, perhaps, I have been dying since last night, joy. SA was so kind to give us an hour alone. You called me your soul, your dearest soul, Jack - you called me your love - and I knew you should never do so again; a part of me died to hear you name me such and know it was the final time. Farewell, my captain; give Diana my truest love, and tell her I shall see you both again in less time than it seems.

#stephen maturin #aubreyad #aubrey maturin #jack aubrey #thiefbird writes #i'll be getting to more prompts asap! this one just grabbed me by the fucking horns lmao

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fluentisonus · 10 months

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jack aubrey should honestly be more heavyset than russell crowe was but can you imagine if they made a film adaption made today. he would probably have abs or something & I'd cry real tears

#o'brian mentions he's fat like all the time but you just know they'd suddenly forget how to read #thoughts #aubreyad

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mystery-star · 1 year

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Pre-departure – Jack Aubrey

Pairing: Jack Aubrey x reader (gender neutral)

Warnings: none

Words: 364

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As a child you had always dreamed of a big wedding with a huge feast. But now, that you had met your One, the wedding didn’t matter anymore. Only that you could call Jack Aubrey yours and vice versa. The wedding had fit perfectly; you hadn’t even known that a captain could carry out his own wedding. Having been docked at a port on a small but beautiful island, you even had a little honeymoon. Because it was so nice, you didn’t want to return home, so on your last evening, you sat at the window of the little cabin you had rented for a week, absentmindedly nipping at your cup of tea.

“What’s on your mind?” Jack asked, having looked up from his maps he was studying. Even now, as he was on shore leave and in his honeymoon, he couldn’t quite let go of work.

“I don’t want to go home” you admitted “After all, I just got you to myself and then, when we’re back home you’ll have to leave again and leave me on my own” you let out a sigh and put your cup down. He got up and took a seat next to you.

“I’ll write you. And come home as often as I can” you shrugged

“Still won’t be as good as having you around every day” he placed an arm around your waist.

“Ah, I bet you would get annoyed too quick for your own good and wish I’m gone” you let out a snort

“At least I wouldn’t miss you then” he placed his chin on your shoulder and pecked your cheek.

“Well, I can promise you one thing; I too will miss you”

“But you’ll be at work. On a ship. I bet you don’t have time to think of me or miss me that often”

“Then find yourself something you love to do so you’ll feel the same”

“Hm” you turned to him “Right now, the thing I love to do most is cuddling with my husband” as if to illustrate the words you hugged him tight, burying your face against his chest “Maybe I should find a pet I can cuddle instead”

Taglist: @woman-with-no-name

#jack aubrey #jack aubrey x reader #jack aubrey x you #jack aubrey imagine

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shelbgrey · 9 months

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Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets part 2:

Paring: James Aubrey x Hodgins!Reader

Summary: headcanons about James Aubrey and the widow of Lance Sweets dating.

A/n: so this is a part 2 of the previous one(obviously, if you haven't checked out part 1 go read that if you want) this is just what your dating life looks like. - NSFW content warring!

🩷Part 1 🩷Dating mood board 🩷MasterList

Even though it took a while for you two to be officially boyfriend and girlfriend, you were both very much in love.

You hadn't felt like this in years, all giddy and for the first time in a while you didn't dread waking up. You woke up to with a smile every morning when you saw James sleeping soundly next to you.

You had peace and felt like you can finally move on without feeling like a terrible person, Lance would have wanted you to be happy.

He doesn't care who sees how much he loves you. He's not ashamed or afraid of showing his softer, more loving side if people at the Bureau or Lab can see.

Your friends family were so happy for you, it was nice to see you genuinely small and be happy. They knew James was a right fit for you.

Seeley felt like he need to give advice when it came to you guys being officially together. Not in bad way or an over protective way, just some advice... He promised Sweets he'd look after you.

He gave a whole bunch of advice and James took to heart even the little things that didn't seem like much, it was important to him. “don't leave your belts on the floor, at night they look like snakes”

“her favorite gummies are the shark ones, she won't eat any other kind”

I think after losing Lance your very protective of those you loves, especially James and the kids. It sometimes comes off as you don't trust him or made controlling but that's not the case at all. James knows your only worried and knows your intentions or only pure. His job worries you and your always worried your gonna lose him while he's out on the field.

“I promise nothing will happen and if I ever get hurt you'll be the first to know” he said kissing your forehead, all he wanted to do was calm your nerves. “if it makes you feel better I'll call even if it's just a paper cut” he joked, you playfully slapped his chest and scoffed.

You both are very open with each other, he wants you to know you can always talk about Lance to him and It didn't take long for him to open up about his father to you either.

Your relationship is also very playful and fun loving. He's always joking around with you and always trying to make you laugh.

He always making terrible dad jokes, you laugh just so you don't hurt his feelings. Your Kids being so young either think they are hilarious or don't get the joke at all, there's no in between.

This man loves your cooking, I mean we all know he'll eat anything and he's a human garbage disposal, but he literally adores anything you cook. It makes him feel loved that your always taking time after a long work day to cook for your family.

He's always helping too, one of his favorite things to do with you is cook, just Blast some music and give him a cook book and he's happy.

Your also the only person that can steal food off his plate, he's always willing to share his french fries with you.

In your early days of dating your close friends were suprised how James willingly shared half of his Ruben sandwich with you.

Your bag, purse, whatever you carry is full of his snacks. He's always storing candy, chips or whatever he can fit. “Babe, where's the gummies worms?” he asked digging through your bag.

“you ate them already” you said not looking up from your fie. James sighed and dumped your whole bag on Seeley's desk, looking for something to munch on. “really Aubry?” Seeley sighs then looked at you, you shrugged. “he's hungry”

Him and your daughter have made heart shaped pancakes for you every year on mother's day.

Speaking of your daughter, James and her have a great relationship. He treats her like his own kid and she's loves him so much.

He'd do anything for her, same with your son. He's such a great father figure and they both have him wrapped around they're fingers.

He got your daughter a puppy for her 10th birthday, it was a Beagle she named Bluey after Her and James favorite cartoon.

Yes, James watches Bluey. At first he'd just watch it because that's what Charlotte wanted to watch, but then the man actually got really into it.

He wanted to have every father/son experience with Little Lance that he didn't with his dad. Whatever your son wants to do or learn James is there.

You and James have bulit many bankforts with your kids, sometimes if it's just the two of you he'll talk you into it. “come on Jammie, can't we just watch the movie on the couch like a normal couple”

James shrugged and threw a couple of pillows on the pile of blankets he already collected for the fort. “well that's the thing... We're not normal, come on Baby it'll be fun!”

But if the blanket fort doesn't involve the kids this man's mind gets dirty. “and we can do... Other activities” he said kissing your neck.

Yup... You had sex in a blanket fort and it has collapse on you guys before, do what you want with that information.

He's a rough kisser, he's a little bit taller than you so usually he hold your chin between his fingers and lift for head up to kiss you.

He also loves getting forehead kisses, it's just such a soft and gentle gesture he loving receiving. He loves it when he's at his desk and you give him a kiss good-bye/hello on the head.

He loves kissing you on the cheek It's always innocent and loving, and a quick way to love on you even if you're in public or at work.

At the beginning of your relationship a kiss on the cheek is all you wanted to do, so if kinda became a staple in your relationship.

I think you need physical contact from him all the time. After losing Lance, cuddling is a good way to show your love and affection for James.

He's a big cuddler and just needs you in his arms all the time so it's a win/win.

He's big on hand holding too, if your walking around the city your hands will be locked together, or sometimes hell just hold your had if your setting down at a table or something.

He's soft with you. He's so gentle and delicate and you can tell through the way he brushes your hair from your face or the way his thumb sweeps over your cheek, that he just absolutely adores you.

It took awhile into the relationship for you to have sex, he respectfully waited and didn't want to do it unless you were 100% ready. With that being said you both found other things to occupy yourselfs.

Your Favorite games to play are battle ship and uno. Sometimes it'll end in a playful wresting match after one of you supposedly cheated. “you cheated” he said, looking at all his sunken ships. “no your just a sore loser”

After that he playfully pushed you on the couch and stared tickling your sides, he knew you cheated and he didn't really care but hearing your laugh was his favorite noise.

You guys love watching food network, any shows that involves food really.

Your Favorites are Iron Chef America and Hells kitchen.

He loves it when you set on his lap while he dose case work, sometimes if he's not giving you the attention you deserve, you'll crawl into his lap with your head on his shoulder.

He finds is adorable when you start playing with his tie when you get board. “how much longer Jammie?”

“few more things I promise... Don't you and your brother have a bug to dissect or something?” he joked.

Side note, you obviously call him Jammie, you call him that more than his real name, but let's talk about the other nicknames. You call him Honey a lot too and sometimes Jimmy. He calls you Angel, Sweetheart, or baby.

His nicknames for your kids are the munchkins and the personal ones are: Charlie for Charlotte and Lancealot or Seal for Seeley Lance.

You think this man is perfect in everyway, you love his eyes and the tiny gap in his teeth. He just seems so amazing in everyway even if he doesn't believe it himself.

“your so Handsome... Have I ever told you that?” he'll blush and nodded bashfully.

He's full of compliments himself, he's always making sure you know how beautiful you are. He's always admiring every inch of you. He loves your curves, eyes, hair, everything.

If you hate something about yourself chances are he finds is gorgeous. He'll help you see the beauty you don't see.

You refuses to sleep unless James has fallen asleep first, you just need to know he's okay before you can have a good night sleep.

He'll catch on quickly and now he's made it his job to make sure you get a good night's rest. “go to sleep Angel, I'm not going anywhere”

Most of the time you'll wake up in the middle of the night and need to hear James' breathing, or just make sure he's safe beside you and still alive.

NSFW headcanons:

He’s an expert at foreplay. He’ll spend as much time as he can trying to get you hot and bothered or worked up.

He has this mischievous kind of charm to him and he uses it to his advantage when it comes to getting your attention. He knows all your ticks and can easily get your riled up.

James loves bitting your earlobe and neck just to hear you moan. When you finally give in to him, he'll lay you down on the couch or bed and start pealing your clothes off to reveal your chest.

He can't help but smirk to himself when he sees how hard you’re breathing due his touch, he loves it.

He loves hearing you moan. If you try to hold back or even muffle them when it's unnecessary, he'd put an end to it. “please don't hold back Love, let me hear you”

He's pretty vocal himself, sometimes it'll be low grunts and moans or he'll be cussing and praising you. “your so Beautiful... Fuck”

Bondeg kink, mostly handcuffs or his his ties, sometimes his belt if you guys don't have access to anything eles. Usually it'll be in the heat of the moment. he'll tie you up with anything if your comfortable with it really.

He's a biter, there has been many occasions you had to cover up your neck with make up after he's marked you up.

He's a boobs man, He’ll push your bra up and take a nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirls all around. He loves if when you start moaning and tugging at his hair, He honestly can’t get enough.

He's definitely the dominant person in bed and your not complaining, he'll get rough and pound hard enough were the bed starts rocking.

Like I said he's vocal, but he'll never to degrade you an any was but his sex voice is deep and husky. You call his 'Agent Aubrey' voice because the tone is very similar to one he uses on job, you find it very attractive how dominating it sounds. “relax Beautiful, I got you”

Loves eating you out, your legs around his head. He loves your legs and thighs in general and loves leaving kisses on the insides of your thighs. He'd rather pleasure you for hours than receive.

He love getting head. I feel like he’d like having you on your knees. Plus, feeling your lips around him pushes him closer to cumming in your mouth.

He loves feeling your fingers in his hair at any given time during sex, he loves it when you tug on it while he's pleasuring you.

The way he kisses you makes your heart race. He holds your face in his hands and you honestly feel like you and him are the only things that matter in the world.

He loves to cuddle after words, loves the feeling of wrapping you in his arms and keeping you safe after a long night of activities. He'll always be touching you in some way during the night whether it be an arm draped over you or legs tangled together

#James Aubrey #James Aubrey x reader #James Aubrey imagines #BONES #Bones imagines #Bones x reader #John boyd #Agent Aubrey #Bones headcanons #James Aubrey headcanons #Jack Hodgins x reader #Seeley Booth x reader

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