“could you please do a Bones/Reader where it’s like, one night you drunkenly confessed to Jim that you have a sort of ‘doctor kink’ (or he finds out somehow about it) so whenever Bones is near you, Jim is all smirk-y and giggly, but Bones just usually passes it off 'cause it’s just Jim, but eventually Jim can’t hold his tongue and he tells Bones and he gets all blushy 'cause he likes you, so Jim cooks up a plan for you two to get together? haha sorry it’s long but I looove your writing so much xx”
Pairing: Bones x reader
A/N: Sorry this is a little late, y’all. Moving has been really stressful and it’s eaten a lot of my time lately. Thank God for my tireless Beta, who puts up with me incessantly asking questions and sending her things late, as well as yelling at me when things aren’t quite up to par. <3
Ladies night. It had taken so long to actually get everyone together, but finally, you and Uhura had managed to wrangle a few other women from the bridge, the medbay, and engineering to have a night of fun when the ship was docked. Christine Chapel from down in medbay had gone on a supply run, while you and Uhura prepared your living space for several more occupants than it should have. You’d decided that keeping it on ship would be easier, as you’d have fewer unwelcome guests at your shindig.
“That should just about do it!” Uhura says, tossing another pillow in the corner to complete the last seat around your low table.
“Finally, now we just need Christine to get back with the…” You’re cut off by the door opening, and Christine appears in the doorway, arms full of bottles.
“A little help?” She gestures her head towards one of the bottles that’s about to fall. You rush to her, snagging it before it can drop and you take a few other bottles out of her arms. Grinning, you set the bottles and glasses up, chatting with Christine and Uhura until the other women arrive.
i just wanted to say that french paparazzi laws are totally different from this fic. they’re actually incredibly strict, and the way the paparazzi in this fic act is more similar to the us, but still possibly kind of extreme? i probably should’ve googled that before using it as a plot point, but i didn’t, and now it’s a fairly major one, so i won’t be going back and changing. i apologize for the inaccuracies!
shoutout to @reyxa for helping me with parts of this chapter and also thank you to everyone who hopped on when i was streaming! it was really fun and if people are interested, i’ll probably do it again!
Adrien rests his forehead on the glass of his window and stares at the darkened city below him. He needs to move on with his life, but he can’t. Not yet. For now, he just needs to process this new information.
Warnings: angst, a little bit of language (at this point you should expect a some)
A/N: Let me start with sorry, then end with you’re welcome. This is a bit of a rewrite of the end of Into Darkness with a little fluff at the end for you <3 As always, comments are appreciated!
When Spock orders you to abandon ship, you roll your eyes. “Not likely.” You state, jumping out of your seat. “But I will find Jim and Scotty and help fix this.” Your eyes flash and you run out of the bridge as fast as possible. Things and people are flying around as the artificial gravity fails, and your face bloodies as a piece of equipment bashes your cheek, slicing the skin open. Grunting, you continue onward, finally catching up with your boyfriend and the head engineer as they dangle over the railings in the engineering section of the ship. You and Chekov help them up, and in the moment, you can tell Kirk’s face is unsure whether he is relieved to see you’re still alive, or upset to see that you won’t evacuate.
“I’m not going anywhere, Jim, so let’s get this ship back online.” You tell him, and you race with him to the warp core. You watch as Jim unlocks the door, and you set your mind to it. While he punches out Scotty and races back to buckle him in, you bolt through the door and seal it from the inside.
She groaned as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Squinting at the alarm clock, she could barely make out the numbers that told her it was far earlier than she would have liked to be up. She felt the cold sheets beside her, and sighed as she remembered that she was still alone. She stretched, turning down the noise on the baby monitor as she grabbed her robe off the chair and pulled it tight around herself. She padded down the hall to her daughter’s nursery. Picking up the baby, she rocked her, whispering comforts as she headed to the kitchen to heat up formula. Shaking her head, she noted the dinner that had been left out was untouched. Her husband hadn’t come home last night as promised. Biting back disappointment, her mind wandered into a sudden memory of years ago.
She was eight years old. She and James had pulled yet another dumb prank on his brother, and they were pressed together tightly in a closet, each of them fighting to get to the keyhole and watch everything go down. “Shhh!” She giggled, and James turned to her, shooting her a glare. She clamped her hand down over her mouth to stifle the noise and he grinned at her. The two of them had become inseparable in the three years since they’d met, and she could tell that he was close to laughing himself. A set of footsteps had them both going silent, and he took the crack in the door so she could watch through the keyhole.
i’m having fun with this. i’m genuinely enjoying myself. this is ridiculous on like 42 different levels, but you know what? it’s fun.
i’m still not sure when updates will be, i just don’t know they won’t be all that regular. you know, considering i wrote 3.5k of this last night in one sitting and am uploading it less than 12 hours later. but anyway
enjoy the madness~
Adrien can’t stop his mind from whirling on the way to school. There’s a slight anxiety building up in his stomach, making him bounce his leg nonstop, no doubt irritating the hell out of Plagg. He just has so much to think about.
Like Ladybug. And when she’ll come back and what they’ll talk about and the fact that he’s fake dating Ladybug. Marinette. What he’s going to say to her. The fact that he’s also fake dating Marinette. He’s fake dating both of them.
He still can’t figure out why Ladybug would lie about dating someone. He can’t figure out why she would name him either. All of the questions he has are slowly taking over his brain.
But he can’t let them. He has to focus. One step at a time, and step one is getting through the school day without acting any different around Marinette. Which will undoubtedly be a little awkward. Hopefully only for him. Hopefully no one else notices any possible awkwardness.
Any chance of that goes out the window when he opens the car door and realizes everyone is staring at him. Everyone outside of the school has stopped talking to just look at him. Chloé raises her eyebrows when he meets her eyes like he’s supposed to know what that means. And he doesn’t? Have any clue what’s going on?
Nino and Alya come up behind him and grab his arms, dragging him off behind the bushes. The bushes that he’s associated with Marinette and Alya, because for some reason, they’re always hiding behind them.
Jednom si me slučajno u prolazu dotakla ramenom, ti se toga i ne sjećaš, a meni je u tom trenu stao svijet, disanje i sve ostale tjelesne funkcije. Tebi je to samo još jedan dodir ramenom u gužvi, nešto nebitno, i neko nebitan koga si dodirnula, a ja već godinama ne zaboravljam. Druge su ljubile i grlile, ali samo taj tvoj dodir pamtim.