#✦ ↬ angela montenegro : interactions

[fadingmadness]

✦ ↬ closed starter ft @starsdrew ( angela montenegro & temperance brennan )

"if we had come here on a holiday or a case i might not hate this town so much. but i have to say, michael vincent sure does love being this close to the beach."

[thejeffersonianinstitute]

Friendly reminder to our lovely followers, it seems that some of you have confused our interns with the forensic division interns. they are not allowed to have public social media for what we think are very obvious reasons. cough Brennan's twitter cough.

This account is run by the Jeffersonian's media team, which has its own management, employees, and interns! We do keep tabs on the forensic team, because they're consistently the most interesting division of the Jeffersonian, and we keep getting mail asking for updates about them (???)

-The Jeffersonian Media Manager

[ofdragondreamers]

@fadingmadness -- eloise & angela.

"i have lived here my whole life, and i certainly do not know where all of these newcomers are showing up from," eloise shrugs her shoulders. "i do not mind it, though. i quite enjoy meeting new people."

[mazeheart]

" mostly , " shawn confirmed. he took an odd sort of pride in his work. after all , being a psychic detective was the job he managed to keep the longest. he always had a niche for odd jobs , after all. a small smile crept on his lips as she mentioned husband and son. he had a hunch , but he always enjoyed when his theories were confirmed. " what sort of little plans ?? " he asked , curiosity piquing his interest. " finally , someone who understands , " he laughed. " i mean ... pictures are worth a thousand words, right ??? " while not an art fanatic , he much preferred it to thick books. " and what about movies ?? a million words ?? at least ?? "

"so you solve crimes, is that mostly what you do?" she asked with a shrug of her shoulders. she always wondered how people got into their line of work. she'd been pulled in with brennan's need of sketch artist, but had since loved every bit of it. even if she would never admit it. she let out a laugh and rolled her eyes, "oh, sure, obviously you know what the big words are." she replied. "believe me, my husband is already making up these little plans for our son and i can't even keep everything straight in my head. it's like...what are you going on about." angela shook her head. she didn't know what hodgins was going on about half the time, but it was hard to say no to him when he got excited. "i get that. pictures are pretty cool, art is probably the best way to get things told."

[shelbgrey]

Omg you're one of the few people that write about bones. Can i request a bones fic with witchy squintern reader i want to see the interactions between them especially angela and bones since they have different opinions on the whole spiritual thing and maybe wendell can be the love interest. You can ignore this if you don't feel comfortable writing it.

Witchy Squintern HCs

Paring: Witch!Reader x Wendell Bray x Angela Montenegro(best Friend)

Summary: headcanons about being a little bit different(in the best way possible) and working at the jeffersonian.

A/n: sorry this took so long and thst is short. I don't know much other than Harry Potter and vampire diaries' witches, so it's gonna be based off that sorta

MasterList

I think you being a witch helps you think outside the box while working, it also helps you read the Bones better.

You often try and connect with the sprit of the victim, you feel it helps you find the killer and better understand the victim and their pain.

With your interest in the spirit of the victim your often cought talking to the Bones, the other squints find it weird and unsettling especially when you start to space out. Wendell and Fisher are the only ones that don't find it weird.

You are also very much respectful of the victims soul, this cause many debets between you and Bones. She has mentioned time and time again she doesn't believe in souls. You don't take it personal.

“tomato, tamto, Dr. B”

You don't flat out say your a witch until the case involving actual witches, at first one one believed you but when you explained your a long distance descendant of the Salim witch they start to believe you.

Angela is fascinated by you and is always asking questions, it honestly made your bond stronger.

“can you move things? Are wands in actual thing?”

You guys became best friends, in fact you, Angela, and Temperance become the labs 'golden trio'.

You come to them for advice and they're kinda like your over protective older sisters. Angela has scared off three dates thst didn't treat you right or called you a freak when they found out about you being a witch.

Angela introduced you to her psychic, Avalon Harmonia and you to immediately hit it off.

Temperance can't really wrap her head around it at first, but she uses her knowledge of other culters to try and understand.

She may not believe in the spiritual aspect of your life, but she doesn't try and degrad your heritage.

She might get too technical or scientific at times but you don't take things personal even if she basically says your kind isn't possible.

“we'll I'm standing right infront of ya Dr. B”

“I'm sorry Dr. L/n” she quickly says. “it's not big deal”

The one who was fascinated the most was the Jeffersonian's very own Wendell Bray, he couldn't help but fall for you. He loved that you were unapologetically yourself, you reminded you of Luna Lovegood or Hermione Granger from Harry Potter.

He didn't waste time asking you out. Tho you guys hit it off immediately, you both decided to take things slow and let your relationship grow.

He never shys away from who you are and he'll always ask questions to learn more about you and the lighter side of witches.

He'll get into tarot card reading with you and love learning what each card means. Unfortunately you scared Lance Sweets with one reading a couple of months prior.

“what doses thst mean? Oh God y/n” you chuckled. “it's not a bad reading Dude”

“the picture freaks me out” Lance said.

Wendell is the exact opposite and just let's you explain what each one means. His favorite one is the 'lovers' card, he asked you to be his girlfriend with one.

Jack Hodgins, one of your closer friends always makes harmless jokes. “so... What's your hogwarts house? And tell me... is it leviosa or Leviosra?”

It's all in fun and you know it, you'll always give him a smart ass awnser and you both will laugh it off.

When you actually do get agervated with him it's not because of the witch jokes, your emotions are easy to read and Hodgins will quickly catch on. Most of the time he'll through in a joke.

“please don't use avada kedavra on me” he said flinching away.

When Wendell got sick you want into a deep spiral trying trying to find somthing that could help. You even went to lengths of asking your great aunt that still practiced with spells if anything could help.

“i knew it would be a waste of time” you groaned and hang the phone up abruptly.

It killed you that you couldn't heal him or anything, you weren't powrful enough. And even if you were it would drang you of your power and probably be in a lot of pain, you wouldn't tell Wendell that though.

He didn't care, he just wanted your love and comfort through the hard times and that's exactly what you did.

You got through it like any other hard ship and you couldn't be happier when you found out he beat cancer in the ass.

And everyone knows Angela had been secretly planning your wedding as soon as you and Wendell started dating.

When you actually did the announcement of your engagement Angela pulled out a big, thick binder of ideas.

“how long have you been planning this?”

“around the time you guys started dating” you raised an eyebrow. “come on, I got excited and Avalon said it was gonna happen”

Temperance helped out alot too and the wedding was absolutely gorgeous. That was also the first time any of the Lab geeks and Squinterns saw so many witches in one place.

“would I get in trouble if I threw a bucket of water on your great aunt?” Angela asked. “go for it” you said, sipping your wine.

You never felt so excepted in one place, unlike other places the Jeffersonian welcomed you with open arms and embraced who you are as a person.

[the-multifan-writer]

The bone in boner

Tw: GUN PLAY, NONCON, OVERSTIMULATION, ORAL, FINGERING, NIPPLE PLAY safe word is in place and all acts are consensual

18+ MINORS DONT INTERACT

Parying: Seely Booth x fem reader

I was home in the living room waiting for my boyfriend Booth. It was about two in the morning and he was extremely late. I was growing worried coming up with all sorts of scenarios as to why he wasn’t home yet and it just got worse by the second. I look around the room and breath trying to calm myself down I turn the tv on and put a movie, half way through the movie I hear a noise “Booth is that you” I shakely say walking towards the back door but in the back of my mind I knew it couldn’t have been him why would he use the back door. I take a step back as I hear a bang of someone trying to break the door open, when I hear it again I scream, run to the living room, grab my phone and run to the bathroom. I call Booth “come on pick up Booth pick up please please” I say after three rings it goes to voicemail I let ut a small wail knowing im completely alone and there’s an intruder here. After a while all I hear is silence I take a deep breath and open the door the house is quite and nothing has been disturbed I let out my breath and take two steps forward and that was my biggest mistake because once I close the bathroom door i'm grabbed “looks like I came here to find Booth but I found something better a little slut to play with isn’t it my lucky night” some random man says I let out a scream while tears build up in my eyes, the man covers my mouth and harshly says “listen here whore i'm in charge and if you want this to go easy and fun don't scream because I have a little friend and he as a real lose trigger” he pushes a gun against my back and I let out a small whimper “do you understand” he says pushing my forward I nod.

The man drags me back to the living room and throws me on the couch, I look up at him and through my blurry eyes I make out a masked white man. I quickly look away and he chuckles “lets start the fun shall we” he starts unbuckling his belt “your going to get on your knees and suck my cock and if you bite me I will punish you harshly” he adds pulling his pants and underwear down his penis springs out and I just sit there “get to work whore I know this is second nature to you get on your knees and suck” he says grabbing my hair and pulling me to the floor I whimper from the pain but make no move to suck his penis “open up” he says and pinches my nose after a few seconds I gasp for air and he shoves his penis in my mouth and hits my throat, he groans letting go of my nose and I let more tears run down my face as he starts moving his hips I whimper and he groans out again from the vibration “well come on slut start sucking unless you want to suck my friend” he puts the gun against my head, I shake my head and cry moving my tongue “there we go start doing your job bitch im just going to keep my friend here for motivation.” I whimper but continue sucking his penis in hopes of making it out alive I hollow my cheeks and continue moving my tongue up and down his penis. The man starts to thrust his hips harder making him go deeper causing me to gag around him, he looks down at me and says “don't gag whores likes

You thrust

Don’t thrust

Gag thrust” he puts in phases on the last three words. I try my best to breathe through my nose and not to gag. After a few thrust he comes in my mouth, I go to spit it out and he moves faster covering my mouth and holding my nose so I can’t breath “dont you dare spit it out swallow it like a good slut” I stare up at him through tearie eyes and swallow feeling extremely dirty and used, the man smiles and takes a step back he puts away his gun and says “take me to your bedroom I want to use you there so that anytime you fuck Booth all you think about is my big thick vainy cock streching your little pussy” I whimper at his dirty words but go stand up and lead him there, he grabs my hair and pulls me down causin me to yelp loudly and trip on my own feet “did I say you could get up bitch” he says I whimper and say “but you want me to take you to the bedroom” he makes a noise and says “crawl there like the little bitch you are” I nod and start slowly crawling up the stairs “move faster” he harshly smacking my butt making me jump and moving faster.

Once I get outside the door he opens it and walks in. I crawl in behind him and keep my eyes down. “Get up, take off your clothe and lay on the bed” he says looking at me I hesitate for a second and he pulls out his gun and says “don't make me repeat myself you wont like the out come” I stand up an as fast as I could I remove my clothes and more tears form in my eyes I cover my breast moving towards the bed and lay in the middle of it still covering myself, he walks up to me and points the gun at me “don't cover yourself move your hands” he says and uses the gun to push my hands I quickly move my hands trying to get the gun away from me. He smiles and walks away I just lay there to scare to move a minute later his back “well well look at what I found a treasure of pleasures look at all this a vibrators, nipple clamps, butt plugs, dildos oh look at this pink one bet its your favorite for stretching you out nice and wide” he keeps pulling out the toys me and Booth had collected and I stare at them in fear, fear of what he would do to me with them. “Lets start out by tying you up I don't see any rope but look at what I found many ties I see Booth likes them well lets stain them shall me so all you think about is my dick when you put them on him” he walks to my right and yanks my arm up and tied really tight he then did the same to my legs and other arm. He walks around the bed looking at his work, I close my eyes trying to imagine I was anywhere but here, but then I felt hands roaming my body going lower and lower till they were just bellow my navel I let out a small gasp I hear the man chuckle I snap my eyes open and look at him, he takes his hand away and moves so his in front of you know “wow look at this pussy its glistening” he takes one finger and drags it from my vagina to my clit I bite my lip trying to keep in the moan that wants to slip out he slowly circles my clit “let out all your noises I want to hear them all” he puts more pressure on my clit and I bite harder trying to keep quite, I hear some shuffling noise and look down at him to see he know eye level with my vagina. The man starts to circle my whole “I wonder how much I have to do to get a noise out of you lets see” he plunges his finger in and brings his face closer sticking his tongue out and doing small circles on my clit I let out a small whimper and buck my hips. I feel a smile and put more pressure on my clit and adds a second finger and moves them faster I pull at my restrains and buck my hips he scrapes his teeth against my clit and starts to suck on it harshly making let out a load and try to grind on his face to get more pleasurable friction. He curves his fingers hitting my G spot and at that point all that’s in my head is pleasure, I feel the string in my stomach and explode as I cum loudly all over his face and fingers “delicious” he says as he comes back up licking his lips “clean my fingers whore” he brings his fingers up to my lip and open my mouth brining my tongue out and sucking his fingers clean my mind hazy with lust.

The intruder walks away for a second and comes back with my favorite dildo “lets see you cum on this fake cock” and he plunges the dildo in me. I moan and try to grind down on it to get some more pleasure he starts to slowly move the dildo and I throw my head back while my eyes roll back and let out a load wanton sluty moan “yes let out all those noises let your neighbors now what a whore you are maybe even Booth will here” I barely register what is said to deep down the pleasure rabbit whole. He moves the dildo harder and rougher and then I let out a painful whine as I look down and see he placed nipple clamps I whimper but he starts to play with my clit distracting me from the pleasurable pain from the clamps I moan and arch my back filling my second orgasm of the night start to climb I grind down on the dildo I throw my head back and arch my back so high as my walls clamp down on the dildo and squirt wetting his lower arm, my thighs, and the bed in my cum. “Look at that you came everywhere you little slut” I slump down on the and pant trying to catch my breath from such an intense orgasm “I bet Booth as never made you cum like that” I smirk “Booth can give me an even better orgasm than that twice actually maybe even three times” while in the back of my mind i'm scared that the intruder will me all my lust clouded brain wants to edge him on so that he would fuck me to oblivion “oh you little whore ill make you come so much and so hard you’ll pass out” he growls out and lays over me and holds my face “i'll show you how a real man fucks his whore” he gets off me and takes off the rest of his clothing and starts to pleasure himself, he then brings his dick and rubs it between my folds getting it wet in my juices I let out small whimper and moans and buck my hips to get more friction. He grabs the chain connecting the clamps and pulls on them causing me to arch my back and whimper “stay still bitch i'm in charge not you” and pulls harder and I groan from the pain mixed pleasure. He lines his dick and rams into me I arch my back and moan feeling my pussy being stretch around his dick, he start off with a slow and steady rhythm I moan pulling at my restrains trying to wrap my hands around him I try and buck my hips but he then pushes my hips down “I just said that i'm in charge you’ve been such a good girl don't make me pull out my friend” even in my lust clouded brain that registered my eyes open wide with fear and I shake my head “no no don’t you dont have to” I stop bucking my hips and he smirks continuing his movement much harder I throw my head back and a loud whoreish moan leaves my body.

The intruder places his face in the crock of my neck and starts to suck and bite leaving a mark he moves lower harshly bites right above my breast leaving a bright red bite mark. I whimper from the pain and he start to lick at it he moves to my right breast and starts to suck small love bites and moves towards my nipple and plays with it with is tongue making me whimper from there tenderness he sucks it into is mouth and bites it harshly making me yelp loudly from the pain but it subsided and turned to pleasure as he used his left hand to rub my clit. He moves to my left breast and bites it this time hard enough to break skin I whimper and then moan as he starts to lick it clean, he moves back up to my neck and starts to suck and bite all around my neck leaving large and medium love bites I moan and give him more room. He speeds up thrusting harder I moan and throw my head back as I feel my climax claiming up that pleasurable mountain my walls clench harder against his dick and he smirks “getting close there whore” he says I moan and arch my back closing my eyes as I cum screaming from the pleasure of my third orgasm. He continues thrusting in me and my body feels weak “no more” I whimper out lowly not having the energy to speak louder “what was that want me to go harder I mean yea I can comply with one thing” and he thrust harder in me holding my hips in a bruising grip, I moan and try to move away but with every move I make the harder his grip gets so any hope is gone and I let the pleasure rock through my overused sensitive body. As my fourth orgasm of the night climbs through my body I clench my eyes seeing only stars and I feel one of his go between us and start rubbing my sensitive clit. I moan as my orgasm rocks through my body and my walls clamp down like a vice squirting my juices all over my thighs and his lower stomach he continues thrusting and his circling on my clit his thrust get sloppy and I whine from the over stimulation “come one give me a fifth orgasm” he says I whimper trying to move away but unable to because of my binds he throws his head back and I feel is cum shot in me and the feeling with my clit being played with had me cuming a fifth time I throw my head back and my vision slowly turned black I let the darkness take me and I passed out.

I wake up some time later and i'm untied and the nipple clamps are off, I sit up and look around I hear the bathroom door open and in comes Booth I let out a small smile “your awake oh thank God” he says I giggles “how long was I out” I scoot over so he can sit “thirty seconds, are you ok did I hurt you Y/N” I smile and kiss is cheek “im fine Booth a little sore but i'm fine” I try and move closer but whimper from some light in between my legs Booth immediately reacts and pushes me to lay down “stay in bed we can take a bath tomorrow ill get some cream for your nipples and bruises” he goes back to the bathroom and I sit up. Once he comes back Booth gently rubs the cream on my hips and my breast “are you sure your ok wasn’t to rough” I smile and kiss him “you were amazing baby you play and amazing intruder I was really turned on I definitely want to do that again” I say laying down pulling him down we make out for a bit and then pull away “lets go sleep im really tired” I yawn out moving over, Booth gets in bed and I lay down on his chest and he plays with my hair as we fall asleep to each other breathing.

[autisticbones]

here's a hot take: angela and hodgins are a t4t couple

[daily-dose-of-sweets]

Hello!! We have not interacted in while!! But I love you and I check your blog religiously!!<3 can I request some more lance sweets fluff? Or angst/fluff? Honestly whatever you’re willing to write I’ll be giddy to read. Ty! I love you so much!! I hope you’re doing well!!<3<3

@doctorsteeb

Hi!!! Just let me say I absolutely adore you and it makes me so happy to know someone likes my writing this much! I will totally try and write anything you request! I’ve got a few stories in the works for Sweets now, but here is a little late Christmas story for you! 

Christmas Greetings

Lance Sweets X Reader

Summary: After a year of being in a relationship with Sweets, you’re finally getting the chance to meet his family, or the people at the Jeffersonian in other words. Oh, and it’s at a Christmas party, for some holiday cheer this season.

Words: 2573

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“Are you sure they’ll like me?” You ask nervously, fingers shifting against the porcelain crockpot in your hands.

Sweets slips an arm around your waist and gives your side a gentle squeeze, “Trust me, they’ll love you.”

You take a deep breath and nod. It doesn’t really ease the nerves buzzing in your chest, but at least he is right there beside you. You and Lance had been in a relationship for a full year now, and you had yet to meet his colleagues somehow. It already feels like you know them though, from all the stories he’s told you, especially his partner Booth, and his wife Doctor Brennan. You’ve wanted to meet them for so long (which lead to quite consistent pestering on your part) but now that you’re finally standing here, your stomach is tying itself in a knot.

Christmas dinner is a huge deal, after all, and so are first impressions. What if they don’t like you? You weren’t in the science profession, so what will you even talk about? Sometimes you struggle to even understand some of the things Lance talks about, so how are you going to talk to the country’s foremost anthropologist?!

“Stop worrying, everything will be okay.”

You jump when you feel Sweets press a soft kiss to your forehead. His touch lingers, sending a soothing warmth flooding through you, finally easing the tension in your shoulders. Your eyes flutter closed as you lean into him, head resting against his shoulder for just a moment. When the two of you draw away, you tilt your chin up and let a smile capture your lips.

“Okay, I’m ready!”

Sweets chuckles and raps his knuckles against the door. Moments later, it swings wide open, letting the glow from inside cascade over you.

“Sweets!” You’re greeted by a man that towers over you, making you slightly shy away, but Lance keeps a steady hand pressed against the small of your back. The man gives your partner a side hug, clapping him on the back before turning to you with a wide smile, “And you must be (Y/n)! We’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Oh really?” You glance over at Lance, who’s looking down with a bashful smile. His cheeks are glowing the softest rose color, which sends your heart thrumming. How can he be so cute?

“Is that Sweets and (Y/n)?” A woman comes rushing up behind the man. She offers you a sweet smile, just as vibrant as his.

Their excitement is so infectious, it fills you to the brim with a fresh energy, and now your own smile is wholly genuine. You weren’t expecting such a warm welcome! Why were you so worried about all of it, these people seem so wonderful.

“(Y/n), this is Booth, my partner at the FBI, and Doctor Brennan, the lead anthropologist at the Jeffersonian,” Sweets introduces you.

The woman, Doctor Brennan, is quick to shake your hand and say, “Please, call me Temperance, and come in. We are almost ready to eat, we have ham, and I also made a tofurkey.”

“Really?!” You gasp excitedly, darting in to follow her to the kitchen and leaving Sweets at the door, “I’ve been looking for a good seasonal tofu recipe for years! Could I possibly, maybe get it from you after dinner?”

You plop down your contribution to the meal and fall into an excited conversation with the scientist. You had no clue she was a vegetarian like you, and it’s not every day you get to talk to another! Sweets and Booth watch the two of you from the entrance, both sporting fond glints in their eyes.

“Thanks for inviting us, Booth,” Sweets hums as he shucks off his winter jacket, “(Y/n)’s been eager to meet the team, especially you and Doctor Brennan.”

The older man shrugs, though he has a pleased smile on his face, “Anytime Sweets! Bones will take any chance to make her ‘meat substitutes’. Remember how excited she got when you told her about it?”

Sweets nods, it is always memorable when Doctor Brennan shows such strong emotions, which wasn’t always often around him. He had even gotten the chance to help her plan the dinner, not that you knew about that. It filled him with warmth to watch you excitedly flutter around the kitchen, and to see how your eyes practically sparkled as you helped the anthropologist set up the dishes.

“You really love her, huh?”

A sigh escapes Sweets as he nods again, “I do. She’s amazing…”

Booth can’t help but feel a small swell of pride in his chest. He’d never admit it, but Sweets was like a little brother to him, and seeing the young psychologist so happy just put a cherry on top of the night he was having.

“Lance!” Sweets looks up at you, a wide grin spreading across his face when he sees you aggressively gesturing him over, all the while bouncing on the balls of your feet, “Come here! You have to check this out!!”

You know it must seem childish to some, but you can’t help but get thrilled over a good meal, especially when it’s vegetarian. You can’t wait for the day that you can make Christmas dinner for your family, spending the whole day cooking and then just being able to enjoy a nice night and some Christmas carols. Sweets would be right there beside you, and maybe a kid or two across the table. A boy and a girl…

“What is it?”

You jump, a fierce blush splashing across your cheeks when you whip around and come face to face with Lance. He’s standing so close, your noses are practically brushing. Your breath catches in your chest, and you spin back around, hoping he doesn’t notice just how red you’ve gotten. Stupid daydreaming, you totally forgot you called him over.

“Mrs. Temperance has this amazing recipe fo-” Your voice breaks when Sweets presses in close behind you, arms snaking around your waist. You clear your throat nervously, “-for um, for vegetarian casserole. She says it’s really good, so I was thinking I could, I could try making it sometimes!”

“That sounds wonderful,” Sweets hums, the words vibrating through his chest and against your back.

It feels like your entire face is on fire now, to the point where you feel like you need to call the fire department. There was more you were going to say, but it’s like all your thoughts have been put in a mixer and are now scattered throughout your mind.

“Stop torturing the poor girl, Sweets,” a smooth voice scolds from a few feet away.

You glance up to see a beautiful brunette with tanned skin, and right beside her stands a slightly shorter man with some of the curliest hair you’ve ever seen. You swat at Lance’s hands and twist away from his grip, embarrassment flaring deep in your chest. Nothing you could say would help the situation, so you just wave at them weakly.

“Angela, Hodgins, this is (Y/n),” Sweets says as he pulls you back to his side with a cheeky grin, “(Y/n), this is Angela Montenegro, our forensic artist. And this is Jack Hodgins, our entomologist.”

“And botanist, mineralogist, palynologist, chemist, among other things,” Hodgins continues with a casual shrug.

Angela elbows him in the ribs sharply, not letting her glittering expression fall for even a second. “Excuse my husband, he’s just really passionate about his work,” she chirps, “It’s really a pleasure to meet you. We’ve heard a lot about you from our dear Sweets here.”

“So I’ve heard,” you muse softly with a giggle, “It's nice to meet you too, by the way! Lance tells me you're also a traditional artist?”

You spend the night making conversation with all of Lance’s friends. You meet Cam and her partner, Arastoo, who are so lovely and gentle to you. You ask Arastoo all about his beliefs and how he came to work in forensics, and you even talk to Cam about her daughter. You also get to talk to some of the interns at the Jeffersonian. Each conversation just pulls you in, even if you don’t understand everything they’re saying. You’re literally talking to the leaders of forensic sciences, who wouldn’t take the chance to ask them all the questions and praise them for their work! Even through dinner, you share a quiet conversation with one intern, Finn, about his time before coming to Washington DC. Afterwards, you all take to lounging in the living room to enjoy some eggnog and story telling.

“So how did you and Sweets meet, huh?” Angela asks as she plops down next to you and Sweets on the couch.

The entire team falls quiet, all eyes immediately set intently on you. You shy back into Lance's embrace, which makes him chuckle and hold you tighter. Was your story really that interesting to all these people? Really?

“Do you want me to tell them?” Sweets asks you quietly, fingers brushing against the skin of your shoulder.

“Yeah, your memory’s better anyways.”

“He has to learn all that psychobabble somehow,” Booth jests from across the room, earning a disapproving look from his wife but some amused chuckles from the rest of the guests.

Sweets just rolls his eyes, easily brushing the jab off as he starts your story, “So, we actually met at a christmas party, just like this one. A mutual friend invited us and we started talking, and things just kind of...took off from there.”

You can’t help the snort of laughter that breaks from your lips when Lance trails off. He perks an eyebrow up, peering down at you in confusion, which only serves to send you into a bigger fit of giggles.

“What?” He asks, voice pitching up.

“Nothing, nothing,” you chortle, pressing a hand to your mouth to muffle your laughter, “You just left out a small tidbit. A pretty important tidbit.”

“Oh, did he?”

The room waits for you to calm down, but when you do, you just stare intently at Sweets with a raised eyebrow. Did he actually forget the beginning of the story? And right after you praised him for his memory! You wait for just a moment longer, the words perched on your tongue, waiting to see if he gets there on his own. It’s only when you see his eyes blow wide and his entire face flush red that you let the words tumble from your lips.

“What he failed to mention, is that we didn’t just meet and start talking. No, no.” Now it’s your turn to grin cheekily, “We met under the mistletoe, by chance, and you all know how the tradition goes. We started talking after that and found that we actually had a bit in common. It was about a month later that our mutual friend decided to share with me what actually happened that night.”

It begins to dawn on some people what you’re alluding to. You can hear some giggles ring out behind you from who you’re sure is Angela and the other women. Sweets is getting darker by the second, even his ears are tinged with that appealing rosy glow. This is totally payback for his teasing earlier.

“So, this is how the story actually goes, according to our friend,” you finally continue, “Apparently, I caught Lance’s eye when I got to the party. Back then though, he was a bit shier, and didn’t want to talk to me without a reason, sooo….he and our friend came up with a plan to have us meet under the mistletoe ‘accidentally’.” You break out some air quotes for the last word to stress just how silly the story is.

“Sweets, you dog,” Hodgins laughs.

“I never thought Sweets would come up with such a devious plan,” Temperance states amusedly.

“Alright, alright,” Sweets waves his hands in the air, looking thoroughly flustered much to your pleasure, “In my defense, she looked absolutely beautiful that night. Anyone would have been intimidated.”

Something warm and fuzzy fills your chest as you tuck yourself back into Lance’s side. To think, you almost didn’t go to that party last year. If you hadn’t, you wouldn’t have met the most amazing person in your life.

“I can’t say I mind too much,” you chirp, eyes closing as you rest your head on his chest like a content cat, “I think I’m pretty lucky to be the one who caught his eye.”

“You guys are disgustingly adorable,” Angela giggles next to you.

Maybe you are. You had never felt such a deep sense of affection for anyone, that is, until you met Lance. Now that you know what it feels like, you can’t help but return it full force, with every ounce of your being. He’s just been so good to you and has lifted you up in dark times over the past year. You couldn’t ask for anyone better, because you’re absolutely sure such a person doesn’t exist.

The rest of the night is spent telling stories and sharing sentiments. You stay tucked in Lance’s side the entire time, just enjoying the jovial tone and the sound of his laughter. When midnight rolls around, the party begins to wind down, filled with yawns and mumbled goodbyes as people take their leave. You and Sweets are some of the last to go, with Seeley and Temperance trailing you to the door.

“Thank you so much, again, for inviting us,” you murmur as you give the older woman a tight hug.

“Of course! You are welcome here anytime, and if you ever need anything, do not be afraid to call.”

“Yah, we’re always here to help. Though I’m sure Sweets here would do about anything for you,” Booth chuckles as he pulls away from giving Lance a hug.

Sweets gives his head a little shake and takes up his place next to you, “Thanks you guys, we really appreciate it.”

“Don’t mention it.” Booth gives a little wave, “You two have a good night. Oh, and you might want to take a look up,” he chimes right before closing the door.

Your eyes dart straight up at that, landing on a small plant hanging from the doorway. Breathless laughter shakes your chest, pale clouds lifting from your lips in the cold night air. It’s mistletoe.

“Did you do this?” You look at Lance, who has one of the smuggest smiles that you’ve ever seen on him.

He gives you a shrug and draws you closer by a hand on your hip, “Maybe…”

You shake your head at his antics, but you can’t ignore the butterflies that swirl around in your chest. Even after a year, he still makes your heart race.

“Well then, don’t leave me hanging.”

Lance doesn’t hesitate to cup your face, tilting your chin up so he can capture your lips in a sweet kiss. For just a moment, you forget the cold, you forget how late it is and how tired you are. All you can feel is the warmth of his body next to yours, the thrumming of his heart under your palm. Even when the kiss comes to an end, the two of you stay close, foreheads barely touching.

“I love you, (Y/n),” he murmurs oh so softly, for only you to hear.

“I love you too, Lance. Merry Christmas.”

Again, I love you all so much, and I hope your Christmas was absolutely amazing! Send in a request and I’ll be sure to try and write it!

[justanalto]

fic writer review!

finally getting around to this fun game -- thanks for tagging me @ussjellyfish @aleksandrachaev @daisy-appreciation-week @a-biochemist-not-a-bird :))

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

74 lovely works and counting :)

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

469,728. a lot of words, actually, considering.

3. How many fandoms have you written for?

four — mcu, aos, star trek: discovery, and supergirl :)

4. Top 5 fics by kudos?

1. may's golden dragon — aos, philinda chinese restaurant au that i probably should update sometime soon

2. thiamine mononitrate and monosodium glutamate - aos, a bon appetit dousy soulmate au where everyone works in the test kitchen

3. this is my home (you are my home) — aos, where dousy get trapped in a shed and play the 35 questions that lead to love

4. move on the path, but keep the flame — aos, where sousa gets a shovel talk

5. black coffee mornings — aos coffee shop dousy au

5. Do you respond to comments? Why/why not?

I do! I think it's always fun to interact with the people who take the time to write a comment <3 they always have the best insight and the best input :))

6. A fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

*laughs* either haven't met the new me yet (but i will) or i never meant to be the one to let you down

ooh, or the words we used to say

7. Do you write crossovers?

I haven't in a really, really, really long time, but I'd be down to!

8. Ever received hate on a fic?

Somewhere in there. I've blocked it out, though.

9. Do you write smut?

nope!

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

yes. someone thought it would be so cool to pass off may's golden dragon as their own on wattpad. did march in there passive-aggressively and they seemed to stop, though i'm not above filing a DMCA complaint if i can

11. Ever had a fic translated?

no :(

12. Have you ever co-written a fic?

yes but it's never going to see the light of day because i did it when i was ten.

13. All time fav ship?

bones' hodgela (jack hodgins x angela montenegro)

14. WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

i can feel @aleksandrachaev staring virtual daggers at me as i write this so i'm gonna plead the fifth

15. Writing strengths?

sometimes the words magically put themselves together to make something funny lmao

16. Writing weaknesses?

consistency. that and, well, you know, writing

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

if it's in a language you're comfortable writing in, go for it! but also make sure you provide your language translations somewhere. and if it's a language you're using translate for, make sure you acknowledge that you are, in fact, using google translate. but i think in some cases it can really add another layer to the character!

18. First fandom you wrote for?

technically...high school musical

19. What’s your fav fic you’ve written so far?

i can't answer this question in general, so by fandom it is! well i mean actually it's really between disco and aos, so:

aos: may's golden dragon

disco: a tie, probably, between i haven't met the new me yet (but i will) and scuttlebutt squad. mainly because i haven't released my favorites yet :))

tagging: @angry-slytherin @ohwriteiforgot @apathbacktoyou @libbyweasley and anyone else that wants to do this! :)

[goattales]

Fandom list-

This is a mlm/nblm reader blog, please don’t interact with this post or any of my other stuff if you’re female.

I’ve been needing to update my list for a while, but since I put it together on PC it’s almost impossible to make any sense of when editing on mobile/iPad. So I’m just gonna make a new one.

If a fandom isn’t on here, it’s safe to assume I either don’t know it or don’t want to write for it. If there’s a character in a show that you’re curious about but isn’t listed, you can ask about them, but chances are I didn’t list them for a reason. I may have forgotten to list some stuff, though, so don’t hesitate to to ask if you just want to be sure!

The list is under the cut

Peaky Blinders-

-Tommy Shelby

-John Shelby

-Michael Grey

Glee-

-Sam Evans

-Finn Hudson

-Blaine Anderson

-Rory Flanagan

Divergent-

-Four/Tobias Eaton

-Eric

-Peter Hayes

Teen Wolf-

-Isaac Lahey

-Stiles Stilinski

-Danny Mahealani

-Ethan Steiner

-Aiden Steiner

-Jackson Whittemore

-Derek Hale

-Peter Hale

-Melissa McCall

-Scott McCall

-Bobby Flinstock

-Noah Stilinski (I know, I know. I’m gross)

Midnight Texas-

-Bobo Winthrop

-Manfred Bernardo

-Joe Strong

-Chuy Villegas

-Fiji Cavanaugh

-Olivia Clarity

-Lemuel Bridger

The Resident-

-Conrad Hawkins

-Devon Pravesh

-Mina Okafor

Chicago Fire-

-Matt Casey

-Kelley Severide

-Christopher Herrmann

-Brian Zvonecek

-Joe Cruz

-Peter Mills

-Blake Gallow

-Stella Kidd

-Sylvie Brett

-Emily Foster

Chicago PD-

-Jay Halstead

-Antonio Dawson

-Kevin Atwater

-Adam Ruzek

-Kim Burgess

House MD-

-Robert Chase

-Gregory House (depending on the scenario)

Shadowhunters-

-Alec Lightwood

-Magnus Bane

-Jace Lightwood (Screw this man and his surname crises)

-Simon Lewis

-Raphael Santiago

-Luke Garroway/Greymark

-Isabelle Lightwood

Hemlock Grove-

-Peter Rumancek

-Roman Godfrey

The Umbrella Academy-

-Klaus Hargreeves

-Diego Hargreeves

-Ben Hargreeves

-Vanya Hargreeves

Shameless (US)-

-Phillip Gallagher

-Ian Gallagher (Aged up or s3 onwards)

-Mickey Milkovich (Aged up or s3 onwards)

-Keven Ball

-Steve Wilton/Jimmy Lishman

-Tony Markovich

13 Reasons Why-

-Tony Padilla

-Clay Jensen

-Justin Foley

-Tyler Down

-Alex Standall

-Zach Dempsey

Bones-

-Seeley Booth

-Jack Hodgins

-Temperance Brennan

-Lance Sweets

-Zack Addy

-Angela Montenegro

Twilight-

-Jasper Hale

-Carlisle Cullen

-Emmett Cullen

-Edward Cullen

-Esme Cullen

-Rosalie Hale

-Jacob Black (Breaking Dawn Onwards)

-Sam Uley

-Charlie Swan

-Paul Lahote (Breaking Dawn Onwards)

Scorpion-

-Toby Curtis

-Happy Quinn

-Walter O’Brien

Stranger Things-

-Steve Harrington

-Billy Hargrove

-Tommy Hagen

-Jonathan Byers

The Magicians-

-Quentin Coldwater

-Eliot Waugh

-Margo Hanson

-Penny Adiyodi

-Elliot Todd

It Chapter 2 (2019)-

-Richie Tozier

-Bill Denrough

-Mike Hanlon

-Ben Hanscom

-Eddie Kaspbrak

-Stan Uris

[betweenthesinnersandthesaints]

2, 9, 16

2. Which muse did you wish had more interactions?

-Hmm. Honestly all of my muses tbh, although I’d like the chance to try out my test muses Angela Montenegro and Jack Hodgins more.

9. Which of your muses do you most identify with? Why?

-Hmm, I identify mostly with parts of Hermione, Luna, and Brienne. I always had my head in a book like Hermione, got bullied throughout school like Luna, and have never followed what was expected of a lady like Brienne.

16. What is a fandom that you used to write in in the past?

- I have all of my old muses here, but I used to write short stories for Hey Arnold as a young teenager. 

[fadingmadness]

✦ ↬ closed starter ft @starsdrew ( angela montenegro & temperance brennan )

balancing michael vincent on her hip as she held him angela looked at her best friend. there was a certain comfort even in the darkest of times with temperance at her side, even if they were polar opposites. and while she didn't know what to think of this place, she was comforted by the fact that at the very least she had temperance by her side through all of it. she never wanted to think where she would be without brennan by her side. "do you think we're going to be here a long time?" angela asked, uncertainty flashing through her eyes.

[missbrunettebarbie]

For the top fives: 7, 12, 17, and 18.

7. Top 5 fandoms

I don't interact with fandom as a rule, just follow the people that seem more rational and whose blog have interesting contents. But, let's see:

The TVDverse fandom, because it was and still is hilarious to see how they perform stanning, shipping and Anti Logic 101

The MCU fandom seems really cool and I love the gifsets

Harry Potter fandom if only for the tons and tons of fics about any and all pairings

The Targaryen sub-fandom from ASOIAF is The Best xD

A bit premature, but I like what I saw of the Discworld fandom

12. Top 5 LGBTQ+ characters

Sara Lance (LoT) xD

Angela Montenegro (Bones) -there were some eps on tv the other day and I love her so much

Petra Solano (JtV) - but I still disliked her endgame pairing

Thomas Barrow (Downton Abbey)

Waverly Earp (Wynonna Earp)

Also, I realized this is not in any particular order

17. Characters who deserved better

Padme Amidala (SW) - from what I heard RoS also destroyed Anakin's legacy, so I think I completly lost interest in the verse now

Noble Lady Cao (Empresses in the Palace) - almost everyone I loved had a tragic end in this show except my number 1 fave. In a lot of ways it reminds me of TVD, because in both cases I really appreaciate the shows a lot

Daenerys Targaryen (GOT) - this is not even about her tragic death, but because GOT is so mainstream she'll forever be known in media as "The Mad Queen" :(((

Josh (The Originals) - why did he have to die?!?!

Anne Boleyn (The Tudors) - Well, this one is mostly because of history, but...I am rereading one of my fave fics when she ends up Queen of France under a different name, and I am having all the feelings

18. Top 5 characters I most relate to

Twilight Sparkle (My little pony: Friendship is Magic) - it's sad that I relate the most to a magical talking horse xD

Lizzie Saltzman (Legacies) - sometimes, in weird ways

Zari Tarazi (LoT) - only the new version and again, in weird ways

Karolina Dean (Runaways) - I still need to watch the last season

Jane Villanueva (JtV)

[compendiumofconstellations]

Bones Interest Call --  This lets me know for starter calls, meme calls, unspecified memes, and interactions in general who is interested in interacting with what muses.

Muses Include: Temperance Brennan, Angela Montenegro, Camille Saroyan

[demisexualnathanvuornos]

Angela Montenegro/Roxie Lyon Bones 4x17 The Salt in the Wounds (2009)

[from-story-to-screen]

Bones plays around with gender norms

I love the show Bones, don’t get me wrong. A series of badass intelligent independent women skilled in different specialties and willing/able to stand up for themselves and not take shit from anyone? Yes please. However, there are some aspects which bother me, and they largely don’t come from the female characters.

While I find it odd that, Brennan, who was adamant about not having children,  still ended up with 2 kids, the first one was an accident and something that finally pushed she and Booth together, so it was a believable transition. My bigger problem is with Booth. 

I enjoy Booth as a character, ultimately, because he has an unwavering moral compass and sense of what is right and good, but is occasionally hypocritical. Additionally, he has jock characteristics and can definitely be an outright bully (see his early interactions with Dr. Sweets). He is a conservative Christian, and is thus (as many but not all are) very judgmental. Brennan acts as his counterpart, very open-minded because of her examinations of social practices as anthropological facts, and takes it upon herself to often call Booth out on both his hypocrisy and harsh judgement. However, for all her openness, Brennan can also be very judgemental on subjects like psychology and religion, which is oxymoronic. I like that they balance one another, but I still find Booth to be grating.

Booth’s enjoyment of sports, active aggressivity, judgement, military work, etc. are glorified as traditionally “masculine” traits, and I genuinely wish that they wouldn’t place such importance on these practices because males and females alike have enough pressure placed on them since birth to conform to the gender norms, and young men are often more aggressively mocked if they don’t comply with the restrictions placed on them. On the other hand, however, we also see Booth in “feminine” roles, like when he cooks Brennan breakfast, and his interactions with Andy in season 3′s “The Baby in the Bough”. These are pleasant and endearing because they show Booth not just as a man with insecurities about his masculinity that spur him to overcompensate at times, but also as a caring and nurturing figure. He can definitely be overprotective, though (that’s a symptom of the overcompensation due to his past traumas), but Brennan can be reckless at times (in which she overcompensates to assure herself that she’s independent and doesn’t need anyone, which is a consequence of her past trauma).

Brennan’s nonconformity to female gender norms is easier to spot. In my opinion, season 1 Brennan is the biggest badass version of her and is also more able to relate with other people. In later seasons she becomes more lab-centered (as in she becomes less 3-dimensional as her other interests outlined in season 1 seem to discreetly disappear or fade into the background) and more awkward with human interaction, which frustrates me. However, she is still skilled in several kinds of martial arts and self-defense, has survived some truly harrowing experiences, is intelligent and outspoken, and is extremely independent and fearless (to a fault) -- and that’s just based off of what you see in season 1. 

I won’t even get into how awesome Cam Saroyan (the tough-as-nails brilliant big-city coroner) and Angela Montenegro (the free-spirited and outspoken brilliant artist) are.

This was just a little rant, kind of pointless, I don’t really have a conclusion but I try to post relevant things on this blog regularly as a writing exercise. Have a wonderful day! :)