#lance is nigel

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

its actually so crazy being a bones fan like wdym i cry when i hear lime in the coconut?

[stupidlanie2]

i lied put your clothes back on, we’re gonna talk about the emotional damage i took when i watched the scene where vincent nigel murray dies in bones

[strangeasf]

in my head zack was never a gormogon's apprentice. in my head all interns are friends and often hang out together. it's just like the lab au. but daisy have a girlfriend. zack and sweets kiss. vincent and wendell also kiss. everyone is queer. cause I said so.

[hodginspodgins]

[chasingstardustandmoonbeams]

can I please get headcannons for the bones boys taking you out on a first date? Thank you so much for writing for bones!

A/N: anything for my bones boys

Booth would definitely do something unconventional. Something fun, unexpected, something that was a bit competitive, but mostly something where he could show off.

"Really?" you almost laughed as you stood in front of the entrance. "The fair?"

"Oh, come on. When was the last time you did something like this?" He nudged you on your shoulder, wagging his eyebrows at you.

He would then proceed to win you a giant stuffed bear at the duck shoot.

"What?" he shrugged nonchalantly, "Like's hard?"

"Not for you apparently," you teased. "Though I expect being a ranger turned FBI agent probably helps."

You started walking backwards enjoying the challenging look in his eyes.

"Are you trying to rial me up?" he questioned, smirking at you.

You leaned in close to him, enjoying the way his breathing increased. "Depends, how easy do you fluster?"

You pulled away, making your way towards the ring toss.

"Oh, I see how it is," Booth shouted as he trailed after you, slinging his arm over your shoulder.

The first date with Booth would solely about getting to know you, making you laugh, and gauging just how comfortable he could be around you. It would absolutely end with him being a giant tease and kissing you on the corner of your mouth or your temple.

Hodgins, rich (so rich he doesn't even know how rich), Hodgins would try and impress you. At least that was his first thought. Private and obscenely expensive dinner? Check. Expensive car to get you there? Check.

But like many things in Jack's life, it never really went according to plan.

"Oh, come on!" Jack grumbled at the flat tire. "I just had the car serviced. I can't believe this."

It was only when you started laughing that he relaxed enough to look at you.

"What?" He asked a bit in disbelief. Crushing thoughts about how this was the worst first date to never actually even start diminished at the sight your smile.

"I don't think I've seen you this stressed since you tried to hide TNT experiment from Cam," you said laughter dying down.

"Hey, that civil war exhibit didn't need it as much as us," he reasoned, a smile now stretching across his own face as he leaned against his car.

You mirrored his movements, shoulder pressed against his as you leaned against the car.

"I wanted this to be perfect. But just about everything seems to have gone wrong."

"Well, it's a good thing the night isn't over yet," you looked around. "You know, I think we're close to the diner."

"You can't be serious," he laughed. A mixture of disbelief and awe.

"Dead. I never needed anything fancy anyways - just you Jack."

From that moment, he knew that he wasn't ever going to mess it up. You were it for him.

Sweets would want to do anything where the two of you could just talk. We know he's done a pottery class before so something along those lines. Really anything where he got to just look at you with a big grin on his face and listen to every word that came out of your mouth.

"Lance?"

"Yeah?"

"Your chicken is burning."

"Oh, shit."

You let out a laugh that made him forget all about the charred chicken. He, in hindsight, should have known better than to plan a cooking class as your first date. Not when you distracted him so easily he could chop a finger off. Definitely not his best idea.

"Here, we can just share mine," you said as you fed him some of your food. All teasing smiles and delicious prolonged eye contact.

Definitely not his worst date idea.

Wendell is one for simplicity. He wants to get to know you, but he also doesn't want to go overboard and scare you off. He'd plan for a simple dinner (your pick) and make a walk around the city.

The street lights illuminated the city, a cool breeze rushing past you. You tried your best not to seem cold - you'd opted for looks- not practically. Now you were paying the price for it.

A sudden rush of warm hit you, you looked up at Wendell who'd wordlessly placed his jacket over your shoulders.

"Wendell-"

"Don't even mention it. Can't have you getting sick now, can I?" He gently nudged your shoulder with his own as you walked side by side. "Wouldn't want you to rain check the next date."

"The next one?" you prodded - warmth washing over your cheeks. "Someone is presumptuous," you teased.

"Nah, just optimistic," He smiled brightly at you. "So, what do ya say?"

"I think your odds are looking pretty good," you looped your arm to hold on to his.

Wendell wouldn't necessarily consider himself a betting man, but he'd say he won out on this one.

Vincent was quiet sure how he'd managed it. It was all a bit of blur if he was honest. One second you both were discussing how no number before a thousand contains the letter a, and the next he had asked you out. And you'd said yes.

He almost thought he'd dreampt it, really. You'd had to call out his name twice before he blinked himself back into reality.

Now he stood in front of your door holding flowers that were wilting away by the second - he swore he'd just gotten them and they looked pristine.

He let out a sigh, knuckles frozen over the door. This would be, fine. You already said yes. Oh, God.

Knuckles knocking against the door, he frantically smoothed out his hair.

"Vincent!"

You leaned in for a hug, crushing the flowers, but he couldn't bring himself to care. You pulled away giving him this brilliant smile that put him at ease.

"Are those for me?"

"Wha- yes. Yes, they are for you." He handed you the roses. "Did you know over 30,000 rose varieties exist today?"

You let out a small laugh, eyes still sparkling. "I didn't, but thank you for telling me."

That smile of your really did put him at ease. This would be fine - this would be great - because he was with you.

When Colin asked you to go out with him to the Slasherthon at the local movie theater he wasn't actually sure you'd say yes. But he figured the worst you could say was no - or you know, laugh at him until he fell into an endless abyss of shame.

Either would be fine.

He expected the abyss.

He did not expect you to say yes. Let alone actually show up. But there you were in a Jason Voorhees t-shirt all smiles as he walked up to you.

"Are you ready for lots of gore and eating our weight in popcorn?" You asked practically bouncing on the balls of your feet. He'd never seen anything more lively or beautiful in his life.

"A person after my own heart," he said dramatically - hand placed over his own heart.

"Come on, Colin," you grabbed his hand pulling him into the theater. As you led him away he realized the abyss option would have been much worse than he had anticipated.

You were a light shining into his abyss.

Aubrey would take you to a nice sit down restaurant. He spent the better half of the week trying to decide where exactly to take you. He'd finally settled on a restaurant you had been talking about trying for a month now.

"Aubrey, how did you know I wanted to eat here?" You asked, leaning forward. Your eyes excitedly bouncing between the menu and Aubrey.

"You've been talking about it," he shrugged, trying his hardest to be nonchalant about it.

"Aubrey- I mentioned it once, like, a month ago." You laughed a bit in disbelief.

"And?"

"And how do you remember something like that?"

"It sounded important to you, why wouldn't I want to remember it?"

He'd be lying if he didn't say he enjoyed that look on your face. A mixture of disbelief and being heard - actually heard.

"Now, I'm thinking we go family style on this bad boy and see what all the fuss is about." Aubrey leaned forward, both of you so close to the other. If the flowers in the middle of the table weren't in the way he just might have leaned in for kiss.

"You sure you can leave some food for me?" You teased, your eyes sparkling in a way that made Aubrey realize he never wanted to see your eyes without it.

"Sweetheart, I'd leave all of it for you if you asked."

"Liar," you laughed.

"Alright some of it, but that's better than none!"

[umlewis]

who am i challenge! | grill the grid 2024 | episode 5, but it's just lewis - august 28, 2024

[jeffersonianintern]

Booth: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?


Sweets: >:O language


Brennan: Yeah watch your fucking language


Hodgins: Okay, who taught Brennan the fuck word?!


Cam : 'The fuck word'.


Vincent : Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time


Wendell: Oh my god he censored it


Cam : Say fuck, Vincent .


Wendell: Do it, Vincent . Say fuck.

[gothamslostboy]

What Are The Bones Characters Bad Habits?

Booth

Obviously the gambling, but he also almost forgets his tie at least 2 times a week

Brennen

Road rage like you wouldn’t believe omg it’s like she’s a completely different person

Zack

Can’t for the life of him remember to drink enough water

Sweets

Bites his nails until he’s bleeding

Angela

Stays up all night working on art projects and thinks caffeine will be enough to keep her going, but does this 2 days back to back

Jack

Cracks his knuckles 4 or more times a day

Fisher

Swears like a sailor

Saroyan

She chews on pens all the time

Aristoo

Overthinks anything related to work

Vincent

Listens to talk about whatever random fact he has that vaguely applies to what the other person just said

[maygrcnt]

rest in piece lance sweets and vincent nigel murray you would have LOVED the coconut meme and lime green theming of 2024

[whatifthebonesfanscameback]

Open invitation to send me your Bones headcanons. Let’s get this fandom up and moving again

[the-river-rix]

Bones ND/disability hcs!!!

(These are the characters that I have the clearest idea on I will prob update it)

Temperance Brennan: Autism, C-PTSD

Seeley Booth: ADHD, C-PTSD, Addiction Disorder, Chronic Pain

Angela Montenegro: Anxiety, Unspecified manic/depressive disorder

Jack Hodgins: AuDHD, PTSD, paraplegic

Camille Saroyan: Anxiety, depression

Zack Addy: Autism, anxiety, depression, C-PTSD, Chronic pain (in his hands), he struggles with depersonalization and derealization but it’s a product of his cptsd

Lance Sweets: Autism, C-PTSD, Anxiety, depression

Clark Edison: high-masking autistic

Arastoo Vaziri: PTSD, DPDR

Wendell Bray: Autism?? (I’m kind of not sure something is up)

Colin Fisher: Autism, depression

Vincent Nigel-Murray: AuDHD, anxiety, depression

Daisy Wick: Audhd, anxiety, dyspraxia, BPD

Finn Abernathy- PTSD

Oliver Wells- autism, NPD

Jessica Warren- ADHD

James Aubrey- ADHD, PTSD

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

i think this sums it up!

[moonvisi0n]

THE UNDERDOGS

WILLIAMS RACING

Don’t forget Rosbergs, Russell, hulkenberg, prost, sainz😔, and idk webber, I have a love hate relationship with williams, albon carried them and it’s just hilarious watching them lean towards colapinto who’s the next sacrificial lamb james vowles huh who!? Also just insane spon combos every year

okay

[dontgetalong]

f1 incorrect quotes.

[hodginspodgins]

[vino---delectable]

6x7 "the babe in the bar"