#bones prompt

It's been tough to get much out lately, so here's a little Linktober sneak peek. It's in the Link to the Past ZeldaGoesToo!AU.

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“Here,” Link said.

The Moon Pearl gleamed opalescent, tinged with the color of soft, red earth, smooth and shining against Link’s battered hand, cracked with cold, calloused with labor. Zelda stared, wondering as always how its sheen drew dark at its edges regardless of how one held it, of the tilt of one’s head—always the side away from sight, not a shadow, the surface itself an impossible concession to that which ought go unseen.

It remained unchanged, always—even in the Dark World—as would its keeper. Zelda eyed the great boulder they both knew to be a lie. A gateway lay within, lay beneath, and they’d cross through it soon, out of the northern forest and into its harrowed reflection.

“Zelda?” Link asked, reaching up to brush her shoulder with gentle fingertips. She couldn’t feel them—her cold-weather wear would not allow it—but the soft sound of their passage against leather attuned her eyes to his, the concern in them curving her mouth, raising her cheeks, crinkling the corners of her eyes.

Characters: Zack Addy x Reader

Gender: Any/Neutral    Triggers: None

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“We shouldn’t be in here y/n” Zack said in between kisses.

You two had found an empty broom closet and where taking a “break” from work

“Just a few more minutes, we haven’t been able to see each other lately because of this case” you said kissing him again.

“I know, but we should really go back”

“Come on Zack, not yet” you said as you slid your fingers through his hair, while kissing him again, sending shivers down his spine. 

You always did that to him when you were trying to- “Oh. No, no, no. I know where this is gonna lead. We do not have the time for sex.”

You giggled at his panicked state “Who said we were gonna have sex?”

“You always run your fingers through my hair, you know before we..”

“That’s because I like your hair” you said kissing the side of his mouth

“You’re lying” he said leaning into your kisses, almost unwillingly

You just smiled as you kissed him again, pressing your body against his. As his arms wrapped around you, he pushed you into the wall behind you, deepening the kiss. As you two started to get more heated, you broke apart when Zacks phone rang. Sighing you knew it was probably Cam or Brennan looking for him.

“I guess you were right, we don’t have time” you said earning a judgmental look from your boyfriend.

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Characters: James Aubrey x reader

Gender: Any/Neutral    Triggers: None

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Aubrey walked towards your office with a pep in his step. He had gotten tickets to a movie you had been wanting to see and he was gonna show them to you.

Walking into your doorway he stopped to watch you. You were leaned over a piece of paper studying it closely. You had found it baled up in the victims coat jacket, you were trying to decipher what it said before it had gotten drenched in water after the victim was drowned. He smiled at the focused look on your face, and the way you bit your lip.

You two hadn’t had the time to hang out in the last few days, you had all been to bust with this case. And he couldn’t remember the last time you had gone out on a date. He was excited to finally have a night alone with you.

“Hey” he finally spoke up

Looking up you immediately smiled upon seeing your boyfriend “Hey!” you said walking around the table to greet him.

You leaned up to kiss him. Pulling you closer he was disappointed when you pulled away, but still smiled at you “Guess what?”

“What?” you asked curious

He pulled out the tickets and showed them to you, smiling at your excited reaction “Wanna go tonight?”

Hopping excitedly on your heels you nodded your head “Yes, of course!”

“Great” he said chuckling, leaning down and kissing you again. Smiling down at you he got a mischievous look on his face “And I was thinking afterwards we could go back to my place”

Smiling up at him, you noticed something he didn’t, but before you could interrupt him he continued.

“We could draw a nice warm bath, light some candles and relax” he said smirking down at you, his voice betraying what he really wanted to do with you.

Looking down at you he noticed the embarrassed look on your face "Look at that, I've never seen your face turn that shade of red"

Suddenly he froze when he heard someone clear their voice behind him. Glancing down at you and seeing you looking behind him he turned slowly “Doctor Saroyan, hey...how are you?” he asked innocently.

“Oh I’m fine. But I would be better if you let y/n go and let them get back to work. You two can talk about your...date, later. Y/n, call me when you’ve finished with the paper” nodding at her, she turned and left.

Turning back to you, you two stared at each other for a moment before letting out a laugh. You pulled away from him face palming yourself “Nice, Aubrey. Just embarrass me in front of my boss why don’t you” you said only half joking

“Hey, I didn’t know she was there!” he said defensively “But I guess I should just leave you to it” he said before planting another kiss on you and turning to leave.

Just before he walked out you spoke up “Aubrey”

Turning towards you he rose his eyebrows quizzically.

“A bath sounds nice” you said flirtatiously, earning a proud smirk from him before he turned and left.

Characters: Lance Sweets x reader

Gender: Any/Neutral    Triggers: Angsty

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You stared down at the paper that Sweets had so happily told you about. He had the chance to publish a paper, you were so excited for him, but now, after reading it, you were just angry.

‘He used me’ you thought to yourself. His article was full of quotes and stories that you said. Things you told him in confidence. The parts of this job that tore you apart. That kept you up at night. The secrets you told only him. Now they were written in a paper for everyone to read. 

“Y/n!” you heard your voice said excitedly behind you “Oh, you read it! What did you think?” his voice seemed so un-bothered, almost hopeful. 

Turning, he immediately saw the anger on your face “What did I think? Sweets, what the hell is this?” 

“What do you m-”

You cut him off “Don’t act like you did nothing wrong Sweets. You betrayed my trust!”

“What are you talking about?” he seemed to surprised, he really didn’t understand what he did wrong.

“These are my words Sweets! The words I told you in secret!”

He seemed to begin realizing what you meant “Well, I thought that they would help others, I did-”

“They weren’t meant to help others, they were meant to help me! You were meant to help me, not put out my secrets for everyone to read!”

“But I didn’t use your name”

“You didn’t have to use my name Sweets, their still my words. My secrets. I thought you were a shrink, your suppose to be good at keeping secrets!”

“I’m more than just a shrink” he said almost defeated

“Really? I thought so too. I thought you were my friend. But apparently not” you said as you moved to walk past him.

“Wait!” he said as he grabbed your arm to stop you.

Roughly pulling your arm away you turned towards him, tears starting to build“Get your hands off me”

Sweets recoiled in shock as he saw how hurt you were “Y/n, I-”

“Don’t. I trust you Sweets. I went to you as a friend. I wanted you to help me because I trusted you. And all you did was write down my words to use for your own fame” your voice was low, hurt.

“No. I didn’t- I thought- I thought that it would help you. For people to realize what you did for this job. I didn’t mean to hurt you” his voice was small, broken.

Some of your anger dissipated when you saw how guilty he felt, but you weren’t going to forgive him, not yet at least.

“Well it did hurt me Sweets. You could have asked. That was the least you could have done” you said before turning and walking away, leaving Sweets to watch as you turned your back on him. Guilt filling his every core.

By the end of the day your anger had faded a little. You realized that, maybe your words would help others, maybe not to feel so alone. But you were still hurt, and you would be for a while. You were hurt, but not angry.

Looking up when you heard a quiet knock, you weren’t surprised to see Sweets standing there, his hands going to his pockets while he looked shyly at the floor. 

“Finally decided to come in then?” when he squinted, confused, you continued “I’ve seen you walk past my door like three times before finally coming in” you said, a light smile finding it’s way to your face.

The smile was small, but enough to give Sweets a little confidence. Taking a step closer he spoke quietly, avoiding your gaze “I just wanted to apologize again. You were right. I should have asked, I shouldn’t have put your words into that paper, that was a horrible thing to do”

“It was. But I’m not angry at you anymore. Still a little hurt. But not angry” this provided Sweets with a little comfort “I also realized that you were right. Maybe my words will help someone else”

He took another step closer “Even if they do. And I hope, and think they will. I’m still sorry for doing it without your permission”

Sighing you stood up “Well, I know what you can do to help ease the pain a little”

He looked up at yo hopefully “Yeah, what? Anything”

“Buy me dinner” you said putting on your jacket and grabbing your bag.

Sweets smiled “Yeah, okay I can do that”

“Not just this once though. You own me like three meals. And some coffee tomorrow. And the next day” you said walking past him.

He chuckled behind you while following you out of the office, grateful that you didn’t hate him. He knew he still had some apologizing to do, but this was definitely a start.

Prompts: “You need to stop running”

Characters: Jack Hodgins x Reader

Gender: Any/Neutral   Triggers: Brief mention of past abusive relationship

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You didn’t know why you were so afraid. Well actually that’s a lie, you knew exactly why. And he knew why too, you had confided in him the details of your past relationship. You were afraid at first that he would see you differently, but he did the opposite. He made you feel wanted, and perfect. He never once overstepped your boundaries and never rushed you. You had fallen for him, and you knew he felt the same, yet you still pulled away.

When you went to the fair together and he held your hand, you knew he liked you. When he took you on an aquarium date, you knew you liked him. Everyone thought you would be perfect for each other, and you wanted it to be true. So when he took you out again for what seemed like the hundredth time, you knew he wanted to kiss you, and you wanted to kiss him. But you pulled away. Because you were afraid.

Hodgins sat at his desk, staring at nothing with his chin in his hands. His mind going over the date the previous night, he thought it was going so well, but you pulled away suddenly when he was about to kiss you. Did he do something wrong? He didn’t want to pressure you, but he thought he was taking it slow enough. He would ask you about it after work, if he could find you, you seemed to be avoiding him.

As your shift ended you walked into your office, getting ready to pack up and go home. Hearing a light knock on your door you turn to see Hodgins smiling at you. Your heart immediately started pounding.

He stepped in while closing the door behind him “Can I talk to you?”

Knowing exactly what he wanted to talk about you nodded your head lightly.

Looking nervous, he began “I just wanted to make sure I didn’t upset you last night, if I overstepped or something, I just-”

“No, no Hodgins” you said interrupting him, him blaming himself was the last thing you wanted him to do “It wasn’t you at all, I just..I panicked” you admitted, guilt taking over again.

Realizing what you meant he took a step forward, speaking with as much truth and promise as he could muster “You don’t have to be afraid of this y/n. Of me. Of us. Look...I promise to never hurt you or make you regret this, you need someone to love you. I’m your guy” approaching slightly closer to you, he spoke quietly “y/n. You need to stop running”.

Staring at him, his words went through your mind ‘stop running’. He was right. You knew he wasn’t like your last boyfriend, he would never yell at you for something he did, he would never threaten to hurt you, he was Hodgins. And he was perfect. You trusted him. You loved him.

“I know” you said quietly.

Hodgins stared at you for a moment before taking another step forward so he was directly in front of you “Let me help you, let me love you” he said sweetly.

Staring into his eyes, you nodded your head. So lightly, it was almost unnoticeable, but enough for him. Leaning forward, Hodgins looked into your eyes for approval before kissing you, you leaned forward as well, giving him permission. Gently, he took your face in his hands and kissed you. Not a rough nor passionate kiss, but gentle and loving.

You weren’t sure how long you stood there for, staring into his eyes after he pulled away. But when he leaned his forehead against yours and pulled you closer, kissing you again, you knew you were safe, and that you were loved.

Prompt: “Do you have a problem with me?”

Characters: James Aubrey x Reader

Gender: Any/Neutral    Triggers: None

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He was doing it again, talking over you, not listening, as if he didn’t want to hear your voice, it was infuriating. You tried to be his friend, I mean you even had a crush on him, though you didn’t know why, I mean he was a great guy, a nice guy, just...never to you. He seemed to hate you, and you had no idea why.

He didn’t know why he felt this way toward you. He was always in awe of you, but also annoyed. In awe of your intelligence and the way you speak to people, but annoyed at your intelligence and the way you got people to like you. He didn’t get it. He didn’t get you, and he didn’t get why he felt this way, this...love/hate feeling towards you.

You glared at him as he disregarded your suggestion again and kept talking to Agent Booth.

“Alright, you two work on this, I’ll be back soon” Booth said as he left.

Aubrey barely spared you a glance as he looked back down at his case file. You stared at him for a moment before your anger was enough to cause you to finally ask him what his deal was.

“Do you have a problem with me?” you asked, your voice angry yet hurt

Looking up at you he raised his eyebrows “What?”

“Do you have a problem with me?” you repeated “Cause I mean, I can never say or suggest anything without you ignoring it completely, I just wanna know what I did to make you hate me so much”

He stared at you for a moment, sure he got kind of annoyed at you sometimes, but he didn’t hate you. But you thought he did. “I don’t hate you! I just..”

“What?” you asked getting more frustrated

“I hate that you have an opinion on everything, that you...know everything, it’s kind of infuriating, I wish you would just...”

“What? Stop doing my job? Look Aubrey, I’ve tried to be your friend, but you never acted like you wanted to be mine, and that’s why? Because you’re offended that I’m smart?”

“No, look, listen-”

“No you listen” you said leaning forward “When I was younger I was quiet and never spoke up in class, I was teased for it, teased for being too stupid. So I changed, I made myself speak up I learned everything I possibly could so I could prove people like that wrong, and now that I’m proud of my intelligence, proud that I can finally speak without fear I get bullied by people like you for being smart. It took me a long time to get here and I don’t need people like you taking that away from me, so if you hate me for the fact that I’m smart and do my job, then you can go to hell” you finished by standing and marching out of the room.

Aubrey sat in silence for a second before getting up and following you. He didn’t know you, he didn’t know that this was something you tried so hard to be because of your past. He didn’t know, but he should have. He should have taken the time to get to now you, now he offended you more than he should have.

“Wait, y/n! Please” he said grabbing your arm, causing you to stop.

You were now in an empty hallway, looking at him you stared at him “What do you want now Aubrey?”

“Just..I’m sorry. I didn’t know, about your past, or anything really, I wish I did, I just..I’m sorry I should have taken the time to get to know you before judging what I thought you were. Can we just start over?”

“Start over? Aubrey we’ve been working together for like three months, how do you start that over?”

“Like this” he said reaching out his hand for you to shake “Hi, I’m James Aubrey”

Staring at his hand for a second, you surprised yourself and Aubrey with the giggle that escaped your mouth “That’s stupid”

“Yeah, but I don’t really know how else to fix what I did, soo..” he trailed off as he moved his hand slightly closer to yours.

Rolling your eyes slightly you reached out and shook it “Hi James I’m y/f/n y/l/n”

Smiling at you he nodded his head “There now...can we go back and work on the case? I swear I’ll actually listen to you, I mean I did before, I just..I’ll show it this time” he said, guilty of his past actions.

“Promise?” you said, trying not to smile.

“Promise” he said, a genuine smile written on his face.

Nodding you took a step forward, Aubrey turning to walk next to you. Guilt ridden, he swore to himself he would get to know you more, and that he would show he wasn’t just some intelligence judging jerk. 

Characters: Lance Sweets x Reader

Gender: Any/Neutral    Triggers: None

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When Sweets shyly asked you to teach him how to dance you didn’t expect this. Two days a week for the last month and he still kept stepping on your toes. 

“Ow” you hissed as he stomped on your foot again.

Cringing he started to apologize “I’m sorry y/n!”

“It’s okay Sweets, just...try not to step so hard, step smoothly, don’t stomp” you said moving back to your original position.

“Can’t we try the other dance for a while? The slow dance? I’m better at that one” he asked while shuffling his feet.

Sighing you nodded “Okay”

Changing the music and starting to dance you were relieved that he wasn’t stepping on your toes. 

“Thank you for doing this y/n, I know it must be frustrating, me not getting any better” he said a slight frown on his face.

“You are getting better Sweets. You are pretty good at this dance, apart from missing some of the spins, and with the other one, you only stepped on my toes twice. The first time we did it, you stepped on my toes twelve times” you said smiling at him “I consider that getting much better”

He smiled at your confidence in him promptly spinning you at the correct moment. You two danced for a little while more while talking about the gala event being held by the FBI that these lessons were for in the first place. Slowly you noticed as you were talking his hand meandered down your body. 

Clearing your throat lightly you spoke quietly “Sweets? Why is your hand on my ass?” you couldn’t help but smile as his face went from confusion to realization to fear. 

Quickly moving his hands he stuttered “Oh, sorry! I just, I didn’t notice I did that, I’m sorry” his face becoming red.

Smiling you shook your head “It’s alright, that often happens when dancing, some peoples arms move naturally to a more comfortable position. Just don’t do it on purpose” you said playfully “Well, not without my permission at least”

He widened his eyes slightly before smiled at you, looking back down at your position he moved his body to the correct stance “Maybe you could dance with me at the party? Make me look like less of a loser?”

Rolling your eyes you spoke quietly “You aren’t a loser for not knowing how to dance, it’s extremely common for people not to know. Besides, at half of these events, when people aren’t dancing because they say their tired, it’s actually because they don’t know how to dance. At least you are taking the initiative and trying to learn.” you said honestly

He smiled at you and nodded your head “Good point..but I would still like to dance with you, I mean, if you want” he said shyly

You smiled at him, blushing lightly as the song ended “I would love to dance with you at the gala Sweets”

Characters: Lance Sweets x Reader 

Gender: Any/Neutral    Triggers: None

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You were avoiding him, and he knew why. You two had been getting closer recently, become...almost something. But you started to pull away. He knew you were afraid of commitment, afraid of getting hurt. He needed to talk to you, he needed to tell you how he felt.

Booth had sent you to Sweet’s office to get some information on the case. You had tried to convince him to send someone else but he wasn’t haven’t that. Taking a deep breath as you knocked on his door you hoped he wouldn’t be in.

“Come in!” you heard from the other side.

‘Crap’ you thought to yourself. Opening to door you peaked in. Lance, upon seeing you smiled widely “Hi” you said simply.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” he asked innocently, though in reality he is the one who asked Booth to send you.

“Um, Booth sent me, he said you had something to do with the case?” you said, still standing by the door.

“Oh, yeah. Please sit, it will take me a minute to get it together” he said turning and rifling through his desk.

Walking further in and sitting in a chair you nervously looked around the room. You had never been this nervous around Sweets before. You knew it had to do with your growing feelings for him. You wanted to be with him, but the idea of being in a relationship scared you. Your last one went bad, real bad. And you were just too afraid to be in another one. You didn’t want to get hurt again.

Pulling out a small file and handing it you Sweets watched at you opened and skimmed the file. 

“Umm, this is it? I mean, we already have this information” you said confused as you looked back up at Sweets.

“Yeah, actually I just...I asked Booth to send you here, I needed to talk to you” he admitted, feeling kind of guilty.

Suddenly feeling nervous and trapped you glared at him confused “Why? You could have just asked me yourself”

Smiling lightly he leaned forward “But would you have come, or would you have just made an excuse?”

“What-”

“You’ve been avoiding me y/n” he said cutting you off “And I think I know why. I think maybe you’re afraid of something. Like commitment” he paused, watching your closely.

Sighing, knowing he wasn’t gonna let this go you looked up at him “I’m not afraid of commitment. I just...my last relationship it-it..ended badly. Really bad actually. And I just...I am afraid, not of commitment, but of getting hurt” you admitted

He watched you closely, understanding now “You don’t have to be afraid of me y/n, I would never hurt you. In fact, I’m crazy about you” he admitted smiling, a slight blush across his cheeks.

Looking down you sighed “I just..I don’t know how to do this anymore” 

Suddenly you felt a finger underneath your chin, making you look at him Sweets smiled at you “And that’s okay. I’ve never really been in a serious relationship, so I’m scared too, but we can work on it together, because I really really do want to make this work y/n”

Letting yourself smile lightly you stared into his deep brown eyes “I do to. But, where do we start, with this, I mean?”

“We start right here” he said before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. 

All of your worries seemed to fade away at the contact. You knew Sweets, you knew he was genuine and kind, and you knew he would never hurt you. So this was definitely a good place to start.