signal booth

Hookup

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 5,531

Warnings: smut, oral (female receiving) fingering, this is PWP

Prompt: Sam meets up with the reader at a bar, and neither of them want to go home alone. Both their jobs require them to move around a lot, and sometimes, they get a little antsy and crave the affection of another person. That leads them to Sam’s motel room for one night of pure fun.

You didn’t want, or even need a partner to settle down with. You had grown used to being alone and working alone and doing just about everything alone. But, a girl gets antsy from time to time.

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 #ThankYouBones Week: Day 2  11 Temperance Brennan character growth moments

I wish I had a beautiful gifset for this day but, again, I don’t have enough material to do it  😭 That’s why instead I decided to collect my favorite quotes/dialogue that for me represents Brennan’s character growth. You can find it after the ‘keep reading’. Enjoy. 

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Upside Down

Author’s note: Sooooo here’s the first part to my series, and my first Dean oneshot!! idk, but I’m really excited. This is Dean and the reader meeting, I really like this part - even though it took me like a week to write it - oops. Also, I’ve started to do summaries on oneshots bc i know some people like to know what it is before reading it! As always, feedback is much appreciated!

Warnings: Mentions of death, bullying, and blood.

Summary: Reader’s dad died a year ago, and with her mother struggling money-wise she doesn’t bother making friends at school, and slowly becomes very unpopular. So when Dean Winchester and his brother arrive in your small town, your life gets turned upside down - maybe for the better.

Part One || Part Two || Part Three

Teen!Dean Winchester x Teen!Reader


“Y/N…” You mother sighs, leaning against the kitchen counter as you brush past her, grabbing your schoolbooks off the table and an apple. “Don’t.” You warn, not wanting to deal with her ‘motivational speeches’ first thing in the morning. She sighs, but obeys, stepping to the side to give you passage to the door, and you can feel her eyes training on your back as you leave the house. Your boots make satisfying stomping sounds on the porch steps as the door slams behind you, and you catch sight of the school bus pulling in at the corner causing you to turn your walk into a jog.

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Depth over distance pt.1

[A/N: Hi friends! This is a little story i had been thinking about doing for some time now and I decided that i just needed to start somewhere, so i did. Not sure how many parts it’ll have, but lets say 5 for now! This story takes place in modern times, 2009 to be specific. Rae and Chloe are scottish, they’re childhood friends and live in Glasgow. Then they meet two lovely lads on a night out and then things start to change for our Rae.

Just want to say a quick and big thank you to Kathleen storey-time your help has been amazing, looking forward to writing this thanks to you! x

If you want, listen to this song while you’re reading, it might set the mood for you.

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It was a typical Friday night and Rae and Chloe were heading out for a night on the town. They didn’t even have to talk about the place they were going, it was the same place they could be found every Friday night. It was the same place where they would dance all night, where they would be pushed in all different directions, where they would have beer spilt all over them. Sometimes it would get so crowded that they would stop dancing and simply try to hold on to each so not to fall down, all while laughing so hard that they felt like their insides would burst into a million pieces. It was always going to be Ace for Friday night shenanigans and it was there, that euphoric Friday night at Ace, that fate stepped in.

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You Meet Him a Little Too Late

So for some reason part 1 deleted itself -.- so here’s part 1 again and 2 & 3  

His POV

 Zayn : “Yes Lydia I know…yes ok! Yes! The pink one…right, ok bye.” I sighed and ran a hand through my hair as I scoped out the different dresses, pink…pink…what the hell was light thulian? I shook my head and continued to browse until I heard, 

      “Do you need some help?” I looked up and saw a girl, she didn’t look like she worked in a place like Windsor but once I saw her name tag there was no doubt left. Her mouth was pierced, she had arms of tattoos and had more of an alternative vibe. 

         "Erm…sure, my girlfriend wants this dress.“ I handed her my phone with the picture of the dress Lydia had sent me earlier. 

     "Ah, the weird pink one, right I think we have that in stock, dress size?” She asked, I checked my messages, 

        “Size six,” I replied, she hummed while she rummaged through the dresses and thrust it in my direction before walking over to the register, 

       "Special occasion?“ she asked as she rung up my purchase, 

    "Uh, not really, she just kind of wants it.” I admitted while subconsciously running a hand through my hair, her fingers stopped and she opened her mouth to say something when Lydia called, 

       "Hello?“ I answered, 

    "Remember to get me those shoes as well! I’m a size seven in shoes, the black ones with the diamonds.” I was about to reply when the dial tone interjected and I was left with the cashier. 

         "I’m assuming you heard that,“ I muttered, 

     "Shoes?” she answered and I nodded. 

      “Listen…I know I don’t know you very well- er at all. But you don’t look very happy. I’m not trying to be unprofessional…I just- er, it seems like you’re too nice for your own good.” 

I sighed. I couldn’t reply, I didn’t know how- instead, I found myself leaving the bags on the counter. 

“Here’s the deal…(Y/N). I think I could use someone like you, telling me good things, letting me know when I’ve gone soft and all. I’ll leave my number with you and maybe we can sit down for some tea or a pint.” 

I quickly grabbed a pen and a receipt paper and wrote down my number before sliding it across the counter top.

“Think about it.” 

Harry: My girlfriend didn’t want to come out tonight with Niall, Andy and I so I decided to take a night for myself with my boys. We decided to meet at Funky Buddha at eight PM. 

          When I arrived, Niall and Andy were standing by the bar, Niall chatting up some girl while Andy talked to a girl next to him, his girlfriend I presumed. 

      "Harry!!” Niall and Andy chorused simultaneously, 

      “Hey guys,” I smiled, 

       "Where’s Jasmine?“ Niall asked as he surveyed the room, I shrugged, 

     "Wasn’t in the mood for partying tonight,” I replied, he smiled and handed me a drink before Andy towed me away to the bar, 

   "There’s someone I want you to meet,“ he yelled over the music. 

      "Harry this is (Y/N), (Y/N) this is my friend Harry,” he introduced me to a beautiful girl in a wine-red dress, her hair flowing freely about her face and one of the most amazing and contagious smiles I’d seen in a while. 

        “Hey, I’ve heard a lot about you,” she smiled and shook my hand, 

     "Really? I haven’t heard anything about you,“ I smiled back, 

      "Well take a seat and get to know her!” Andy said as he gave up his seat and went to go find Niall. 

        “So…what brings you to London?" 

       We chatted for a while, almost the entire night, it was good getting to be around someone who wasn’t constantly nagging or yelling, nice to be around…friends. Jasmine and mine’s relationship had been very tense lately, I wanted some more spark, something to do and somewhere to go with her but lately it seemed that she was uninterested in doing anything that had to do with me.

      "Harry c'mon we’ve gotta go!” Niall said before midnight, 

     "Here’s my number, feel free to text or call me sometime,“ she smiled and handed me a napkin, I grabbed it and put it into my pocket before Niall pulled me away and into the night, making me hope that I’d see her again. 

   Louis: I was drunk. I was a little beyond drunk at this point, I’d never been much for drinking up until now, I was out with my friends, and naturally we thought it would be a good idea to see who could do the most shots. Naturally…I won.

       "Ashliee…I’m homeee,” I smiled as I barged into the flat, only to be greeted by (Y/N), Ashliee’s best friend. 

      “Hey where’s Ash-” I felt like I was going to be sick, (Y/N)’s eyes widened as she wrapped an arm around my torso lightly and walked me into the toilet. 

      “It’s ok Lou…I’m here, it’s ok.” she kept repeating as she rubbed slow circles into my back and held my hair away from my forehead. I just couldn’t help but wonder…where was Ashliee? 

   Niall: “Fine Karyn are you insane? Colin and I are leaving, we’ll be back when you’ve got a brain again.” I rolled my eyes as Karyn continued to scream profanities at me and I rolled my eyes, strapping Colin into his car seat. 

      “You hungry little man?” I asked as we pulled up to a diner, he smiled as we walked into the restaurant and I put him into a booth. 

      I signaled for a waitress and she made her way over to us, I turned around to look at Colin when the sound of a book falling to the ground caught my attention. My eye caught the woman she was now bending down to retrieve her book, she was…well she was gorgeous. She had books all around her, reading glasses on the bridge of her nose and her hair pulled back, she was stunning and simple all in one. 

      I turned back around to talk to Colin when I looked to his seat, he was gone. I started to panic, I looked under the table, around the restaurant when finally I heard a familiar giggle. 

      “Pretty!” he smiled and clapped his hands while tugging on the boot of the bookworm, she smiled down at him and looked around, presumably for his parents before scooping him up into her arms and setting him on her lap. 

     Colin clapped again and I sighed and walked over to him,

 "Sorry about him…this is my son, Colin.“ I smiled and reached out to his head, ruffling his hair up and she smiled back. 

     "I can see the resemblance, well hello Colin, my name is (Y/N). How old are you?” she smiled, 

“He’s a year and 6 months,” I smiled.  

 “It’s funny…Colin isn’t much of a talker, in fact he’s very introverted. Pretty…well it seems like Colin’s first word was quite fitting.” 

What as I doing? I couldn’t do this to Karyn, she was my wife. I cleared my throat and shook my head before feeling my face turn beet red. 

         “Well, if you ever need me here’s my number, I specialize in child therapy and actually am studying it at Uni.” She handed me a card and I nodded. I wasn’t too sure about this. 

    Liam: “Liam! Liam is it true Mikayla is pregnant? Are you getting married? What’s this about-” I sighed as I closed the door to the private restaurant behind me. 

“Liam..where have you been?” Louis asked as I sat down, 

     "I was choosing floor tiles with Mikayla,“ I muttered as I ordered a drink. 

    "Oh…right you’re moving in together?” Zayn asked, I nodded and sighed again. 

     "You don’t sound very happy,“ Niall interjected, I shrugged and excused myself before walking to the bar. 

I wasn’t too keen on talking today.

       "Tough day, I know the feeling.” the girl next to me smiled as she took a sip of her Jack Daniels. 

      “How did you know?” I asked, she smirked, 

    “Loose tie, messed up hair, and it’s 11:30 in the morning,” I laughed, 

      “Right well why are you here then?” I asked, she smiled,  

   "I just finished med school, needed something to take the pressure off,“ my eyes widened. 

      "Well congratulations, why med school?” I asked, she shrugged and waved the bartender over for another, 

      “I like the idea of being someone’s hero, it’s the closest to a cape as I could get,” I smiled, 

       "Interesting, “ she brushed her hair to the side and sighed before standing up revealing her black dress and heels, she wrapped a coat around her body before smiling once more at me, shaking my hand and sliding a napkin with a drink on it towards me. 

        (Y/N) -(xxx)-xxx-xxxx :) 

      I smiled and looked up but, she was gone. 

The ‘GotJ’ AU Pt 15

Previously on…

Steve waits for Bucky to slide into the booth before him, taking his place beside his friend as the woman, Natasha she’d said, slides in across from them. A waiter swings by their table to drop off plastic menus and a fork, says he’ll be right back with them, and darts off with a tray to another table.

The diner isn’t too busy. Natasha had said they shouldn’t meet somewhere crowded. Tony doesn’t do well in crowds yet, even after a year. 

Tony.

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