#miz-chase

[renee561]

46 or 11 for the settings prompt for Booth & Brennan plzzz - miz

@miz-chase

46 or 11 was classroom setting or back of a cab (I believe) it's been a hot minute.

So, this actually starts off Skirt Our Line, and it's still a rough draft, so the whole vibe is a little off but a little sneaky sneaky for you

She kept her eyes forward, her focus on the end of her lecture, her posture as relaxed as she could make it.

She recognized one of the agents standing in her lecture hall and she didn’t like it.

Not at all.

She dismissed her students and watched the two approach as she tucked her papers back into her messenger bag, avoiding eye contact as best she could.

“Dr. Brennan, you’re a difficult woman to find,” the blonde woman said, but Temperance's eyes moved from her task to where the man—who looked uncomfortable—stood with his hands on his hips, his Cocky belt buckle peeking from below his FBI suit jacket.

Good. This was an unfortunate and uncomfortable situation. At least he felt just as uncomfortable.

“I don’t intend to aide in an investigation that Agent Booth is leading. I made that clear the last time the FBI approached me with their request. My answer has not changed in the six months since.”

She knew the line, he should too It was after all his line

She was good at compartmentalizing, he was not.

She even went as far as taking a dig out of the country to make sure she remembered.

The blonde woman looked at him, and his casual shrug at the other agent at his side made Temperance irritated.

He was too calm about this.

“I’m Special Agent Payton Perotta, I’ll be taking the lead if you agree to help us with the set of remains that were found, Dr. Brennan. The Deputy Director knows about your unwillingness to work with Agent Booth on investigation matters. You come highly recommended by the New York Coroner and the US District Attorney and a few other sources. He wants to make sure that they aren't blowing wind up his sail.”

She didn’t know what that meant by that turn of phrase at the end, but she understood the first part.

“So you’re going to be taken the credit for the end result?” She asked bluntly.

She looked at him and he smiled at her, his charming one.

She wanted to punch it off his face.

She didn’t want to be working with subpar agents. He knew this.

The woman had the foresight to look as upset at her blunt question as Temperance was about someone else taking credit for a case that was originally someone else's.

Originally Booth’s.

He shouldn't need to get this other agent involved. If he just—

“Shared credit, Bones, but since you won’t work with me, Agent Perotta was asked to be brought in because the remains aren’t recognizable, too decomposed, and you're the best.” It was a quiet admission, and she knew it cost him.

She looked at him with a raised brow.

Did they know why I wouldn't?

He barely moved his head in the negative.

She had a hard time understanding most cues, but not from Booth. She relaxed more than she was pretending to be since she saw them at the end of her hall.

Good at least that was still the case.

His ludicrious line wasn't going to be crossed.

“Deputy Director Cullen didn’t say, nor has Agent Booth why you won’t work with him. Would you care to explain why?”

She looked at the blond agent and pursed her lips, “No. I’ll help the FBI with this case. Have the body and evidence sent to the Jeffersonian, Agent Perotta. Agent Booth, don’t you have anything else to do?”

She needed him to leave if she was going to do this.

He smiled tightly before he left.

“What did Booth do to piss you off, Doctor? Give you a nickname?”

“He is the typical alpha-male and I do not work for alpha-males. The nickname is the least of the reasons that I won’t work with him, but it is one of them.”

She didn’t do nicknames. Yet he insisted on using that nickname anyway.

The agent nodded and Brennan couldn’t believe she was doing this, she didn’t want to do this but she knew it would eventually happen.

Everything eventually happened or so she was reminded…repeatedly. Especially considering who recommended her.

She did owe Caroline a favor, this was going to go a long way with the puckish attorney.

[katebeckets]

Temperance Brennan! -miz

♡ — I love her character arc soooo much. Like it's been a while since I watched early seasons and truly thought about her, but oh my gosh, she was so alone and holding so much pain and I love love love that we get to see her learning to open up again and that she has the courage to do so.

✘ — I honestly don't know... I think sometimes she chooses to say things that hurt others instead of trying to be more open or understanding because of her own fear (like early season 7 when she and Booth are learning how to be a couple) and I don't love those moments. I

send me a character!

[the-haiku-bot]

And goddamnit, does

that bite stick around longer

than you expected.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

I only hate certain types of fic the same way I hate mosquitos and ticks. Like get these nasty little buggers away from me but also I respect their place in the ecosystem.

[galwithalibrarycard]

Post the fic so I can reblog it -miz

Do it

@miz-chase posted! :D

[mizmatched]

spoilers for pjo ep 8

so somethings that i really liked about this ep in no particular order are

luke ASKING percy to join him. in the books he goes straight to murder, i double checked, in the show he actually asks percy!!! and we get percy's moral questioning, debating between the major faults hes seen with the gods to the recent interaction he had with his dad. percy asks himself who he is loyal to, his father or luke. and if lukes shoes hadn't been so murderous, or if percy's father had been a little less kind percy would have taken luke's side. but he chose his father. and we got to actually see this split second decision and the events that led up to it.

annabeth SEEING the betrayal. this was HEART WRENCHING. this addition might take away from annabeths internal debate about her trust of luke in the next few seasons, because she gets to see in person luke's attempt to kill percy. she ONLY revealed herself to save percy, and while i really think annabeth would have attempted to bargain with luke first, the reveal shows how she was probably waiting with baited breath to see if luke was actually going to betray them. she was probably even convinced by luke's speech until he threatened percy.

percy apologizing for hurting luke, this was the most in character thing for tlt!percy. he was truly heart broken by lukes betrayal. he looked up to luke so much, and although he was willing to fight, he was NEVER trying to hurt. he cared so much. his apologies broke my heart. he was still so loyal to luke despite everything. lukes violence and rage felt all the more terrifying after percy apologized. the juxtaposition of percy apologizing and luke going for the kill made percy really feel like a 12 year old kid. i also, while ill miss the scorpion, really like the decision to have luke try to kill percy, as it seems more personal.

ANNABETH GIVING PERCY THE NECKLACE. no other comments. just cold hearted, prideful, annabeth from ep 1 becoming trusting, caring annabeth from ep 8 whose terrified to see her only real friend of her own making go.

[brandnewcountrystar]

tagged by @beneath-the-moon-and-me <3

shuffle your "on repeat" playlist and post ten songs:

I Get Wild/Wild Gravity - 2005 Remaster - Talking Heads

Let's Call the Whole Thing Off - Ella Fitzgerald, Lois Armstrong

Little Red Rooster - Sam Cooke

(Ain't That) Good News - Sam Cooke

Honky Cat - Elton John

Funky Broadway - Wilson Pickett

Way Back Home - Jr. Walker & The All Stars

Are You Lonely For Me? - Freddie Scott

Pride and Joy - Marvin Gaye

Kissing My Love - Bill Withers

...I promise I listen to music that came out in this century, but my on repeat decided that you only get to know about the classics

tagging: @fiend-for-culture, @neopetsfurry, @poisonhemloc, @robezpierre, @miz-chase, and @smallspaceplant

[lexg1224]

HOLY HELL😍😍😍🔥🔥🔥

Oh look I did a silly and they turned out pretty

The original cover:

[kindalikerackham]

@miz-chase this is your fault

Concerned best friend hot on her heels, Temperance Brennan strode towards her computer and peered at the screen.

"I'm telling you, sweetie, it's okay to be torn up about Booth and his cutie reporter."

Diverting her attention from verifying the results of a fractured ulna, Brennan looked up. "Yes, I know in times when a woman loses a prospective mate, it's customary to enter a period of mourning. You've referred to that period as 'cry-your-heart-out' before. While I recognize it's useful for many women in contemporary society, I find no need to engage in that period. I am simply happy for him to have found a suitable partner."

Angela sighed. "Brennan, being happy for him doesn't mean you can't also be sad for yourself. You lived your life in that will-they won't-they for years. And he's not doing that with you anymore."

"I'm not sure what "will-they won't-they" means in this context, but I can say with certainty that I am quite pleased by Booth's choice in romantic partner."

She shook her head in disbelief. "C'mon, Bren! Surely that makes it worse! She's the whole enchilada: hot, driven, funny, and did I mention hot? I've even had to tug on Hodgins chain to keep him from slobbering all over her." She collected herself. "The point is, sweetie, that it's okay to be hurt, okay?"

Brennan's smile had widened with Angela's description of her rival, and she inclined her head. "I agree; she posses excellent attributes, including a very symmetrical face and an aesthetically pleasing female musculature." Brennan increased her nod, appreciative. "She must keep a very reasonable diet and exercise routine."

As Brennan went on, Angela felt her face slide into a familiar expression halfway between incredulity and a wince. "Yeah, I'm sure she does, honey. Just know I'm here for you."

Brennan had already redirected most of her focus to the ulna. "Oh, don't worry; I do."

--

After leaving her hopeless friend, Angela was set up in her own office, but even a half hour on, something was bothering her, something lingering from that conversation.

She knew Brennan, and she knew that no matter how many walls she'd built, she wouldn't just be okay with Booth seriously dating, let alone be genuinely enthusiastic.

She pictured Brennan in her mind's eye. Discussing Hannah, Bren's shoulders had relaxed while her eyes widened with sincerity. That was pretty typical Brennan emphasis posture. It often leaked a whisper of hurt Brennan was repressing, but. It didn't. Not today.

Her eyes...

Something about her eyes.

While discussing Hannah's "symmetry" and "musculature," those eyes had a little oomph, a little spark. Her eyes had these little zings of excitement.

Wait, excitement? Rewind.

The image in her head wavered, then snapped into place.

Angela's jaw dropped.

No way.

That wasn't excitement. At least, not the same excitement Brennan emanated while discovering the origins of an ancient microfracture. Not the scientist's excitement, oh no.

This was 5 drinks deep, pointing out a hot 6 pack across the club kind of excitement.

This was relaying Hacker's significant dinner charms kind of excitement.

This. Was bragging about Booth excitement.

Her girl had a crush.

On her soulmate's girlfriend.

And suddenly, Angela was tingling with possibilities.

[thehornylibrarian]

Rate and tag your moots out of 10 but don't explain what the rating is for (decide on a category)

I forgot I left this one sitting in my drafts all night! Category: [redacted]

@batnbreakfast 10/10

@daynascullys 10/10

@dirtyrobber70 10/10

@domini-porter 10/10

@doomsday-dj 10/10

@elizabeth-mitchells 10/10

@hauntinglesbian 10/10

@kirinblueko 10/10

@kurtsvonneslut 10/10

@ladyriot 10/10

@lastonethereisaniceperson 10/10

@miz-chase 10/10

@release-the-sheep 10/10

@sculien 10/10

@she-is-27-i-checked 11/10

[renee561]

17 and 49!! -miz

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Honestly right now im really into crossovers with earlier 2000s shows:

NCIS Agent! Cassandra Yates becomes Dr Cam Saroyan overnight to get closer to FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth, her ex-boyfriend who she hasn't heard from since they broke up a decade ago, because his brother Jared Booth is wanted for the possible killings and abductions of three other Naval Officers.

When her husband was shot, trying to protect her, Temperance Brennan couldn't handle it, so she did what she always did when emotions got the best of her: She ran away. But a string of coincidences, she ends up in Grandview, New York, where her former roommate Melinda Gordon still believes she can see her mother, a mother that's been dead since 1993.

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

Curre try working on two fics, Skirt Our Line and my Military Au:

Skirt Our Line:

He did, "Tomorrow after some of the soreness goes away. I feel like if you put any more pressure on it, I'm going to be laid up all weekend. I'd rather like to get this kid some peace as quickly as possible.

She nodded, before pulling away completely.

"Hot shower, medicine, bed; that was the order, yes?"

He smiled. Maybe she could be a duck. His brilliant, beautiful, stubborn duck.

Military Au:

She furrowed her brow, "I think you're a good mother. Why wouldn't I think you're a good mother?"

Parker was a well mannered, inquisitive child. She highly doubts that had to do with her or Booth, who spends very little time with him.

Fic Asks

[julieverne]

For @miz-chase

Booth paced the hallway. How to tell her? Bones was oblivious.

Booth ran her hands through her short hair and sighed. Military cut; she'd never really grown out of it. The military, or the hairstyle. It wasn't professional. Really, it wasn't. And she didn't care about that so much in the FBI; she'd lived through Don't Ask, Don't Tell.

Bones knew so much about people on her tables and so little about the people in her life.

"Booth. You're being very distracting."

That voice. Low and irritated. Flat and emotionless. Chastising and... amused?

Where did that come from?

It gave her hope. She knocked on the door to Bones' office, which was ridiculous because her office was a fishbowl; she was surrounded by glass. She took in a deep breath, watching as Bones made her irritated way to a door Booth could have opened for herself.

The mistletoe Booth had asked Angela to hang was in place, and it caught Bones' eyes as she huffed to a stop in front of Booth.

She looked confused, and Booth wanted to smooth her crumpled brow. She longed to scoop the broken scientist into her arms until she felt every feeling she'd ever repressed; all the abandonment and confusion, all the fear.

Booth looked up as though she'd just noticed. "Huh. Decorating?"

"No," Bones said, but her voice was curious. Booth had to head her off before she hunted down Angela, who would immediately spill the beans.

She grasped Bones' strong jaw, then let her palm cup Bones' cheek. She leaned down and saw Bones lean up out of some unknown instinct. Their lips met softly, and Bones softened against Booth, the stress of her day easing away. Booth held her gently, one arm on her back. She pulled away from the kiss and hugged Bones, feeling how soft and relaxed she was against her.

"Merry Christmas," Booth said as she tried to pull away, but Bones grasped her tighter, refusing to let go.

She waited patiently. She'd waited long enough for this moment; she wouldn't discard it now it had been offered.

Bones' face was wet when she pulled away, and Booth smoothed her fingers over Bones' cheeks, chasing down tears. She kissed Bones again, just to make sure Bones had enough information to process later.

"I have to go; Parker's with me tonight. He's with Rebecca tomorrow, though. So if you wanted to join us, or just me..."

She swallowed, her heart in her throat.

Bones had composed herself. She looked up at Booth with shining eyes, then past her at the mistletoe and her face closed down again.

"Merry Christmas," Bones said, confusion back on her face. Booth chuckled and used her hands on Bones' hips to move her away from the mistletoe before kissing her again. When she pulled away again, Bones' face was clear and full of understanding and relief. Her lips were softer than Booth could have imagined, and her smile was sweeter than it had ever been.

"I can come," Bones said, reaching behind her on her desk for her bag. She didn't even look behind her at her computer screen, at her open case. "I don't mind being alone for Christmas," she said as she locked her office behind her, "but I'd prefer to be alone with you."

With that she strode down the hall and Booth followed her with a bemused chuckle. She loved a woman who could speak her mind.

She loved Bones.

[renee561]

YES THANK YOU!

I AM VINDICATED BECAUSE ITS BULLSHIT!

But this is why i enjoy die hard because I just like yo think their divorce is his villian origin story and he gets dropped off that very high tower (i know the dates don't match but I can dream)

The greatest crime of Love, Actually is that Alan Rickman cheats on Emma Thomson, when we know they have out of this world chemistry on Sense and Sensibility

Yes this is a @renee561 post

[c0untry-mouse]

Ok, we know who is playing Jane and Maura, but what about the rest of the cast of

Muppets: Rizzoli and Isles

Allow me to propose...

Vince Korsak

Angela Rizzoli

Barry Frost

Frankie Rizzoli

Tommy Rizzoli

Sean Cavanaugh

@miz-chase ??

[arrowgirll13]

guys, @miz-chase is actually like my favorite blog. have so many I love and adore, but I swear this blog is my fave. AND HER FICS!!! OH OBSESSED! sniper au, mermaid au, the fanart!!! the headcananons, her tags are always!!!! yeah I'm obsessed! that's all. if u like lesbians, bones, rizzles, or good takes about the world, go give her a peek!

[kindalikerackham]

Hannah suggests a threesome. It… doesn’t go as planned.

@miz-chase @scarletvisionss here you go 😇

Hannah didn’t think it’d go like this.

She had some idea of the depth of their bond, but she just. She didn’t know.

She could see years of conversations behind their touches. Questions and rejections and the snapping of body language meant to click.

What was she doing? What had she done?

She thought she was giving Seeley a healing experience, she thought they would have a fun time together. She didn’t think.. this.

She thinks they’ve maybe forgotten about her. Tempe is crying, and Seeley can’t look away, wiping at her tears with his thumb.

Maybe she should go. This feels private. She didn’t know fixing them would require breaking her and Seeley.

Why did this seem like a good idea again?

She starts towards the door, and Tempe turns to her. “Don’t go, please.”

“I–”

Seeley looks gutted, haunted, noticing her again like he didn’t know how much heart he had to lose, and he’s losing it all at once.

She did this. She put them in a place where he had to choose.

“No, I better–”

“No.” her face is still wet, but Tempe looks like she’s on solid ground for the first time since this endeavor began. “You don’t have to go anywhere.”

“But I– You two clearly have something between you, and I– I thought this could be a fun friendly thing, but I’m feeling like I didn’t have the context, like I’ve maybe been a substitute for this whole relationship.”

She can’t bear to look at Seeley, but she chances a glance up at Tempe.

A stern edge enters Tempe’s watery voice. “Hannah, I’ve known Booth for a long time. I have the context. And I promise you, you were never a substitute. You’ve always been a beautiful, charming woman, and Seeley fell for you because of you.”

She felt so confused. “But he’s obviously in love with you! Don’t deny it! I bet you anything he wouldn’t deny it!”

If possible, Seeley appears even more distraught. “I–”

Tempe cuts in. “Hey, hey. It’s okay. It’s okay. I– Booth and I have– We care for each other, and we’ve hurt each other, but that doesn’t mean what you two have is less. It can be both. He can care for us both.” She straightens her spine, and her eye contact feels like a direct line to the deepest parts of herself. “Humanity has a capacity for all kinds of romantic and familial bonds, regardless of what you have been told. It’s okay.”

Her last statement seems to hit her then, and she hugs herself. “It’s okay. It can be okay."

Hannah feels herself crack, and pulls Tempe close. “It’s– it’s okay. It can be okay.”

“I can’t– I have to go.” And Seeley is gone, and it’s just Tempe and Hannah, their shirts getting damp between them.

“It’s okay. We’ll find him, we’ll talk to him. It’ll be okay.”

“It’ll be okay.”

[stxrdust-widow]

Gonna take a page outta @miz-chase ‘s book and draw a bunch of lesbian MSR over my fave screen caps. I shall aspire to be to the xf fandom what she is to the Bones fandom.