#lca sweetie

[wannabemasterofwindintraining]

Hhh

[fruity-legos]

*pokes*

crackships????

Hehe

I'm tired so i might miss some

-Ultraracer (ultra violet x racer7/blazey h speed)

-brainfreeze (Neuro x Zane)

- mechanic x Vangelis x aspheera idk what to call them

- lowly (plundar x fungus x korgran)

- Scott x reflectra IDK OK IT JUST HAPPENED

-murtessa x nya I don't think I need to explain

-jay x agent prentis

-formless (nyad x vex)

-kai x shade gfhrsf

Ok there's probably more but my head hurts

So those are all ninjago so for other shows:

Max x Emil (dreamzzz)

Burrzerker x z blob (dreamzzz)

Dizzy x Nova (dreamzzz) it's one sided

Daisy kaboom x rooky partnur (lca)

Maddie x sweetie Sinclair (lca)

Top hat tom x shifty (lca) LMAO

Yea those are all I could think of rn

[witch-of-the-world]

This episode was fun.

[heart-eyes-kippen]

me: *hints at my plans for LCA*

smriti:

(aka - my conversation w/ @green-lemonboys rn)

[silentlsworld]

The Quarantine in the Year

Hello! A quick note before I get into it. A couple weeks ago, I saw a post asking about a fan fiction about our beloved Bones squad in quarantine and thought, why not? 

Disclaimer: I do not own the original Bones characters, that is all HH. That said, please don’t duplicate or pass this off as your own. I would appreciate that my imagination and creativity be respected. 

A/N: This is just a one shot right now. In the process of creating an AO3 profile and will post more frequent updates there. Let me know what you think! I hope you enjoy!  

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“JACK HODGINS! Don’t you dare!”

“But Angie, you know that with the Mass Spec I have here, I’d be able to help break down the particulars, play around with some samples-”

“NO Jack! Uh-uh. NO. You are not bringing a deadly disease/virus into our home just so you can play Dr. Jekyll.”

“But-”

“No buts Jack. Uh-uh. Maybe when the Jeffersonian reopens you can get in contact with the Virology department at Georgetown. And even then! Even then, that is a hard maybe.” Angela shook her head walking away. Jack sat there in his wheelchair looking disgruntled but as he kept thinking, he realized his wife was right. Sighing in defeat, he rolled away going to find Michael Vincent and their daughter, Katherine Temperance. Hearing their giggles throughout the hallway, he figured they were in the media room watching reruns of the Flintstones.

Angela shook her head as she walked into the kitchen. Jack had some nerve and always managed to shake her up beyond belief sometimes. She picked up the phone with the intention of calling her best friend. It had been four months since she had seen Brennan and while she knew it was for the best to keep them, their families and everyone around them safe, she still missed her still socially awkward best friend and their girl time.

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Brennan walked into the kitchen absolutely drained. Christine and Hank had been at again and she had just about had enough of her children’s bickering. At just three years younger than his sister, Hank was even more energetic and had pent up, what Booth called, “chaotic energy”. He often found himself overwhelming his sister or getting them both in trouble. It was only 11 am but she went ahead and opened the cabinet pulled out the new bottle of wine Booth had bought yesterday when he went grocery shopping. Pouring herself a glass, she looked out the window above the sink. Booth was in the backyard working on setting up a tree house for the kids after they had spent an entire month begging for one. Christine so she could have a place to escape Hank for a bit and Hank so he could have his own ‘Ninja Turtle’ hideaway.

The phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she smiled.

“Hey Ange, how’s it going?”

“Oh sweetie! I am going to kill my husband!” Angela exclaimed.

“Why? Not that you wouldn’t get away with it. I mean we both could get away with murder. However, judging from the last time you called and said Hodgins had been finding creative ways to sexually satisfy you even with the kids at home, I can only conclude that you are being sarcastic.”

Angela chuckled. God, she missed Bren so much.

“Yes, sweetie. I’m kidding but he was talking again about trying to contact one of his colleagues in the Virology department at Georgetown to try and get samples of the virus strain and poke and prod it with some tests. Says he could help figure out a vaccine.”

“Oh. He might Ange. But-”

“Bren not you too. It’s dangerous! And with Katherine being in and out the hospital right now-”

“I know Ange.” Brennan interrupted. “I was going to say that I understand your hesitance and fear. I understand it from both points but you’re right. Being in and out of a hospital right now does put you and Katherine at a higher risk of exposure. How is she by the way?”

“She’s hanging in there. The doctors have given her a special corrective glasses to help right now,” Angela sighed.

“They still don’t know if it is in fact LCA?” Brennan questioned. Her heart going out for her best friend. Metaphorically of course.

“No. That’s the thing, they don’t. They have no idea what it is and it-it… it’s just really frustrating sweetie.”

“I’m sorry Ange. I really am. I wish I could embrace you and be there for you during this time of extreme emotional distress.”

“You are sweetie. Just being here talking to me on the phone is enough for now. Thank you.”

“Of course. I’m always going to be here supporting Ange. Always.”

Angela smiled as Brennan spoke. Her best friend had really come a long way. It felt like it was just yesterday she was forcing Bren out of the lab to go with her to a club and like fate, they had stumbled upon a dead body mummified within the club walls. She was just about to remind Brennan when she heard a shriek on the other line.

“MOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM HANK IS AT IT AGGAAAAAIIIIIIIINN! HANK NOOOOOOO!” Christine shouted so loudly Booth came tumbling inside, hammer still in hand.

“Ange, I’m sorry to cut this short but my children are being extremely difficult, and I swear I’m going to metaphorically explode if I have to separate them again.” Brennan huffed.

“It’s okay. Believe me, Hank and Christine are a duo and with both inside at the same time during quarantine. Let’s just say I’m glad I’m not you.” Angela joked trying to ease Brennan. It worked.

“Ha-ha I can imagine you are. I’ll call you back Ange. Tell Hodgins and the kids hello for me.”

“Will do. Bye Bren.”

“Bye Ange.”

“Bones.” Booth huffed confused. “What’s going on?”

“Our children have been very dedicated to breaking the laws of physics with their antics today Booth and I’ve just about had it trying to talk to them.”

Placing the hammer on the floor by the door, Booth walked over to his wife. He could see the energy had dissipated from her eyes and the half-drunk glass of wine on the counter confirmed it.

“Bones let me talk to them. Top off your glass and go take a bath. Take some time for yourself, I’ll deal with our tyrant children.”

“Booth, are you sure? They’re both the exact same level of cranky and intolerable now.”

“Yes. Go. I’m their father. The load to discipline doesn’t only fall on your shoulders.” Booth confirmed. Smiling Brennan hugged her husband giving a quick kiss.

“I’ll thank you later,” she smirked up at him. Booth chuckled as she quickly topped off her wine and grabbed the book that she had hastily discarded on the couch walking into their room.

“HANK!” Christine shriek filled the house again.

“Christine Angela Booth! You know how your mother feels about yelling the house.” Booth chastised his daughter walking down the hall to their room. He thought he would be dealing with another case of Hank either going through Christine’s journal or using her dolls as plungers. What he didn’t know was that he wouldn’t be prepared for the disaster he was about to walk into.

[appri-dot]

(It’ll be funny until LCA comes back to melt you alive) -Bracket

Blixer: GO GET EM SWEETIE!

Me: *painfully burning alive*

[witch-of-the-world]

Kay so I may as well show off my custom LCA figs

Firstly we have Gabby, who I think looks the most like an official one.

Carol, whose hair I had to color because it only comes in blonde.

Allen, who’s supposedly getting an official fig in a set coming out this year but I’m definitely keeping this one.

Sweetie, who I’ve already posted but she demanded to be included anyway.

And Sandy, who’s been in the background of the other shots, with her husband and little baby Wheelie.

Plus the kids who, as always, are watching.

I also have the fire brigade--aside from Buster they’re not technically custom since they’re sold officially but I assembled these so they’d look like they do in the show. Still need to make a Lego version of Roastie.

And I gave Wheelie his shorts.