#booth x reader

[imagine-a-fangirl]

Anyone with a fluffy anthony, benedict or colin bridgerton request? Or a fluffy Seeley Booth or Vincent nigel-murray request?

I know very specific😅

[sweetsdeservedbetterthandis]

I have too ask, is the bones fandom de.d??

because I really need x reader. and if i dont find it it will A) might try making some  B) or I’ll cry. 

[fangirlforfanfic]

Day 10: Unconsious w/ Seeley Booth

She was laying on the floor dried blood covered her forhead. Her wrists were bound in a strang postions and her clothes were ripped and bloody. If anyone walked in they more than likely would have thought she was dead except for the slight movement of her chest as she struggle to breath.

Footsteps pounded outside the abandoned house. Quiet commands were given in whispers. But they held the authority of a man trying to save the woman he loved.

Booth held up a hand silencing the officers who stood behind him. Footsteps started towards the house. Booth brought up his gun before rushing forward.

"FBI get you hands where I can see them!" The man turned and bolted. Booth waved for two officers to chase him down. He turned to the door. A padlock held it shut from the outside, there was probably a chain on the inside as well. He bit his lip before backing up. He kicked near the doorknob. Again, Again, and again, Until the wood snapped and the door flew open.

The moonlight flooded into the old house. Covering her body in an eerie glow.

"Y/N." Seeley’s voice was quiet as he rush forward. He fell to his knees and pulled her into his lap. He brushed her tangled hair away from her neck. His fingers ran up her neck trembling. Her heart was still beating. "We need an ambulance!" He yelled back to the officers,

"Seeley." A weak voice said from his lap. He looked down to see Y/N's eyes open slightly.

"Yeah Baby I got you."

[haileygarciasunshine]

Two Booth’s

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Seeley Booth’s Sister!Reader 

Word Count: 2,555

Warning: Violence, Graphic-ish, Mentions of drinking, Blood, Kinda goryish (Watch the episode you’d understand)

Summary: The reader is Seeley Booth’s sister. When he is stumped on a case that’s pressed for time, he reaches out to his sister and her team for help.

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Aaron Hotchner Masterlist

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Criminal Minds x Bones Cross Over.

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Based off the Bones episode The Woman in the Car

At the Club

“Are you too going to keep dancing around the fact you both have feelings for each other? Or are you going to do something about it?” Derek questioned, nudging you slightly as you kept your gaze on Hotch.

He was across the bar, with a tall busty blonde, whom had his attention since he walked in.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You stated nonchalantly as you took a sip of your drink.

“Alright lover girl, whatever you say.” He commented rolling his eyes. “Like he hasn’t been giving me a death glare, since you sat down.”

“Huh?” You asked, finally breaking your gaze turning towards your best friend.

“Baby girl, anyone with two eyes can see you have feelings for each other.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “Come on.” You spoke standing up, extending an hand towards him. “Let’s dance.”

“Okay, but if boss man gets mad at me, it’s on you.” He teased.

Making your way to the dance floor, you quickly joined your group of co-workers.

“So nice of you to finally join us, Y/N.” Emily teased as she kept dancing with her partner.

“I couldn’t let you have all the fun, now could I?” You teased back.

As you were dancing with Derek, you couldn’t help the stolen glances you shot over his shoulder.

Hotch was still paying attention to the blonde.

Sighing you shook your head. He was never going to feel the same way about you.

“Hey, Kid.” Derek spoke bringing your attention back to him. “I know a way, we can make him jealous.”

“Oh, yeah?” You questioned tilting your head to the side. “How so?” You raised an eyebrow in question.

Without another word, his hands landed on your hips spinning you around. Your back was against his front. He swayed your hips in unison to the beat of the music. After a few moments, you leaned back against him, as you let your hands wander to his neck.

“Mind if I cut in?” A familiar voice spoke.

Before you could respond, you were now face to face with Hotch. His firm hands landed on your hips, as he tugged you impossibly closer to him.

You threw your arms around his shoulders, as you continued dancing.

“I’ve wanted to get you alone since we got here.” He spoke into your ear.

“You were too busy with bottle blonde Barbie over there.” You spat.

“Are you jealous?” He teased, sending you a toothy grin as he pulled back.

“No.” You replied quickly.

Grinning, he leaned into you. “Let’s get out of here.”

                                        -----

Groaning, you stepped out of your car, with a pounding headache. 

“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” Derek greeted, with a smile.

“Why are you yelling?” You asked rubbing your temples, walking beside him towards the elevator in the parking garage. 

Derek chuckled in response, walking into the elevator. “Who do you love?” He questioned handing you his extra cup of coffee, you hadn’t noticed he had until now.

“Derek Morgan, I love you.” You responded, beaming as you took a drink of your coffee. You let out a content sigh.

“That’s what I thought.” Derek teased, nudging your shoulder with his. “How’d it go with Hotch?”

Frowning you shook your head. “I...I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Come on, Y/N/N, you left with the boss man.” He continued teasing.

You smiled before shrugging in response.

“Girl, you gotta give me those details.”

“You and Penelope are the only ones who, that I like Hotch.” You murmured.

The elevator doors, opened revealing your floor, saving you from having to response.

“Hey, guys.” Spencer grinned, getting you and Derek. 

“Morning, Spence.” You beamed, hooking your arm in Spencer’s, walking together into the BAU office.

                                        -----

Sitting in the conference room, you were one of the first ones in the room. 

“Goodmorning, Y/N.” Hotch beamed, walking towards you. 

“Morning, Love Birds.” Rossi greeted, joining you and Hotch in the room.

Giggling, you rolled your eyes, before shaking your head. “Morning, old man.”

“Ouch.” Rossi responded, placing a hand over his chest in mock pain.

The rest of the team quickly filed into the conference room. Derek and Spencer, took their usual spots on either side of you.

“This case is in Florida...” JJ began briefing on the case.

You couldn’t help but become distracted by your phone. Every few minutes, it would buzz signalling someone was trying to call you.

“Sorry.” You spoke, glancing at your phone. Ice began coursing through your veins, as you saw how many missed calls you had. Realizing they were all from the same person, your heart began beating rapidly. 

“Excuse me, I have to take this.” Your voice filled with urgency. 

Everyone in the room, turned to glance at you, as they tried to read you.

Making your way outside the room, you quickly dialed the person that had been blowing up your phone.

“Booth.”

“Seeley, it’s me.” You responded.

“Y/N.” Your brother sighed. Knowing him, you could see him rubbing his face in frustration.

“What is it?” You questioned, tapping your foot anxiously.

“I...I need help with a case.”

“Okay, shoot.”

“There’s an eight year old boy missing. His father, Carl, is under witness protection.” 

You hummed in response, signalling for him to continue.

“He is to testify in two days against, the KBC Systems.” He continued. 

Sighing, you pinched the bridge of your nose. “Hold on.”

Opening the door, you walked into the conference room. “Guys, I’m sorry.” 

“Is everything alright, Y/N?” Rossi questioned. 

“It’s...It’s Seeley...He needs out help.” You hesitantly responded, not lifting your gaze from the floor.

Placing your phone on speaker, Booth, let the rest of the team know, what he had told you. 

“We’ll be there shortly.” Hotch responded, catching everyone by surprise.

                                       -----

Hotch, had take you and Rossi in the SUV. It wasn’t a long drive to the Jeffersonian. The car ride was quiet, before Rossi broke it.

“You okay?” He questioned nonchalantly. 

Without breaking your gaze from out of the window, you could feel Hotch’s gaze on you from the review mirror. 

“I’ll be alright.” You huffed out. “Why is it always kids?” You questioned in a somber tone.

“I wish I knew the answer to that, kid.” Rossi responded, his tone matching yours.

                                       -----

“Booth Junior!” Dr. Hodgins exclaimed, rushing towards you, tugging you in for a tight hug. 

Giggling you returned the hug with the same enthusiasm. “It’s nice to see you again Hodgins.”

“Let’s not go that long again.” He spoke pulling away, leaving his hands on your upper arms. 

The sound of someone clearing their throat filled the air around you. Quickly the rest of the Jeffersonian team joined you and Hodgins.

“This is SSA Hotchner, SSA Rossi, SSA Morgan and SSA Reid.” You spoke motioning towards each agent as you spoke. 

“Nice to meet you.” Angela spoke, with a grin. “This is Doctor Hodgins, Doctor Saroyan..” Her voice trailed off. “Joining us at some point, will be Doctor Brennan. I’m Angela.” 

“Nice to meet you all.” Rossi spoke, shaking their hands as they did the same.

“Would any of you happen to know where my brother is?” You questioned, slightly bouncing on the balls of your feet.

“I believe he’s with Doctor Brennan.” Hodgins spoke shrugging.

“Y/N!” Booth yelled, rushing down the stairs, with Doctor Brennan in toe.

“We’re running out of time.” Booth spoke breathy as he was catching his breath.

“Man, you’re getting old.” You teased at your brother causing him to swat at you.

“Shut up.” 

“Dude, don’t embarrass me in front of my co-workers.” You shot back dodging his hand.

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes. 

“What do you mean we’re running out of time?” You questioned bringing back the attention to the case.

“They cut off the boy’s finger.”

With widened eyes, a small gasp fell from your lips, as you exchanged a worried glance with Rossi.

“Is he still alive?” You questioned, turning to face Doctor Brennan and Booth.

“Well the flesh is still fresh, along with the blood.” Brennan spoke. “I would say he was alive when they amputated his phalange.”

“Have you been able to find a location of where they’re hiding out?” Derek spoke.

“We’re working on that as we speak.” Booth responded, placing his hands on his hips.

“Nice belt buckle.” You smirked, rolling your eyes.

“What’s wrong with it?” He questioned, glancing down at it.

“Oh nothing.” You teased. 

Turning towards the three BAU men, they all gaze you a skeptical gaze.

“Oh, guys this is Booth. Booth this is SSA Rossi, SSA Morgan, and SSA Hotchner.” You introduced repeating your action from earlier, when introducing them. “This is my brother Seeley Booth.” 

Glancing at Hotch, you could see him relax slightly, once you introduced Booth as your brother.

“That makes so much sense.” Rossi spoke. 

“Hey!” You exclaimed, sending him a warning glare. 

“What?” Booth questioned. “I’m awesome.” 

Your groaned, crossing your arms over your chest. “You’re so annoying. How do they work with you?” 

“Wow.” Cami spoke, gazing between you. “The resemblance is uncanny.” 

You groaned again. “I’m going to go...Anywhere else but here.” You spoke, walking towards the elevators. “And Booth.” You spoke before the doors closed. “Shut up.”

Once the doors shut, you could hear your brother yell at you. “I didn’t even say anything!”

Giggling you shook your head.

                                      -----

Once, the location was received, both the FBI and BAU got into their cars. As everyone, arrived at the abandoned mechanic shop, the teams were suiting up.

“Y/N.” Hotch spoke. “I don’t want you anywhere near the scene.”

“With all due respect Hotch, I’m going in.” You spat, tightening the straps on your bullet proof vest. 

“It was an order.” Hotches stern voice, brought your attention back to him.

“You’re ordering me?” You questioned, taking a few steps towards him. “I wasn’t asking Hotch.” 

“Hotch, we need her in there.” Rossi attempted to defend you. 

Hotch must’ve shot him a glare, causing him to leave you to alone. 

“Agent Booth.”

“Oh, you’re calling me agent now?” You sassed. “Hotch, I’m going in and there’s nothing you can say or do that will stop me.”

“I...I don’t want you to get hurt.” He muttered, quickly turning his gaze towards the building.

Sighing, you shook your head. Reaching for his hand, you wrapped your hand around his. “I’ll be okay. I can take care of myself.” You spoke. 

Gazing back at you, his expression had softened. “I...”

Before you knew it, you were throwing your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a tight hug. “It’ll be okay.” 

“I know.” He muttered into your hair, while bringing one of his hands to craddle the back of your head. “I just...I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I’ll be okay, Hotch.” You whispered nuzzling his neck.

“Okay, okay break it up love birds, Morgan and Reid are on their way over.” Rossi spoke.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Booth whisper yelled at you, as he made his way towards the small BAU circle.

“I’m going in with you.” You spoke shrugging your shoulders.

“No-”

“I’m going whether you like it or not.” You stated. “Personal relationships aside, this is my job. You called us here to do said job.”

Sighing he gave in. “Fine, but you stay behind me the whole time.”

Grinning you nodded. “Thanks big brother.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He muttered. 

                                     -----

Once the FBI burst into the building, the men immdiatley began shooting. Everyone, was hiding behind objects, while others made advances towards the gunmen.

There was a lot of gun shoots there were exchanged. Your focus was on finding Donovan. Once, the men had been shot, you could hear the soft cries of a boy. Following the sound, you saw Donovan. Making your way towards him, he was hiding under a table.

“Donovan, don’t look at them anymore.” You spoke, attempting to calm him. “You’re gonna be okay.”

“No!” He exclaimed, while hitting you. “Get away!”

“They’re not going to hurt you anymore.” You spoke trying to get closer to the scared boy. 

“Get away!”

“Donovan, Paladin.” You spoke, gazing at him.

The word seemingly calmed him down, as he let out a sob.

“Paladin.” You stated again.

While crying the boy nodded at, wrapping his arms around your neck. Quickly, you placed a hand around his back while placing the other under his knees, carrying him out of the building.

As you exited the building, Donovan’s blood was on your shirt and vest. The sound of sirens echoed off the building.

“Y/N!” Derek called, bringing the attention of the rest of the BAU team towards you. In no time, they were surrounding you and Donovan. 

“He’s okay.” You spoke, looking at them. “You’re okay.” You whispered resting your head against Donovan’s.

Quickly, Donovan was placed on an ambulance stretcher. Standing beside him, you were carding your fingers through his hair, mindlessly. 

Carl, pulled up in a car, rushing out of it. Standing before him, he began to cry.

“Is...Is my dad crying?” Donovan questioned.

“I think he’s crying because he got you back.” Booth spoke, from the other side of Donovan.

Running over towards the ambulance, Carl joined Donovan. Taking that a cue to leave, you made your way towards the BAU team.

“You did good, Kid.” Rossi spoke, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I’m proud of you.”

Derek and Spencer, voiced their praise as well, before walking over towards the FBI and asking them questions. Leaving you and Hotch alone.

“Hotch-”

“I’m sorry.” He spoke. “I was worried about you and I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

“It’s okay.” You nodded. Placing a hand on his bicep you gave him a slightly squeeze. “I understand...It’s part of the job.” You gave him a small smile.

“I...I worry about you more than I should..” Hotch spoke hesitantly. “More than I worry about Morgan or Rossi...”

“I...I feel the same.” You whispered.

Hotch wrapped his arms around you, giving you a tight hug, as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

The sound of someone clearing their throat, caused you to pull away from him. “I uh...I hate to ruin the moment.” Booth spoke. “I also have to apologize for the way I treated you.”

You couldn’t help the grin that made it’s way on your lips.

“I...I wouldn’t want anyone else to be my little sister.” He spoke, gazing around.

“Are you going soft on me, Seeley?” You teased, giggling slightly.

“What? No.” He quickly responded. “Shut up.” He spoke walking away.

“Love you too!” You yelled in his direction. 

“So.” Hotch spoke, taking a step closer towards you. “Would you...”

“Yes?” You questioned gazing at him with excitement.

“I...”

“For goodness sake’s Aaron.” Rossi spoke, from besides you.

Jumping slightly, you could feel heat rise in your cheeks.

“He wants to know if you’ll go on a date with him.” He rolled his eyes. 

“I-”

“She’ll go on a date with you Aaron.”

“Dave, you didn’t even let her respond-”

“That’s because you too have been making googly eyes at each other, for months now.” Rossi pointed out. 

“I-”

“Dinner, Tomorrow night at Seven. Aaron will pick you up.” Rossi spoke. “Dinner’s on me, kids.”

[avenging-criminal-bones]

The Talk

Booth x Reader

Word Count: 651

Summary: When you and Booth’s 4 year old daughter asks him an interesting question, his response is not what she was hoping for. 

Warnings: Talk of sex, fluffy crack

Request?: Yes. @dontshootmespence

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“DAD!” You and Seeley hear the shrill scream of your eleven year old from upstairs. “DAAAAD!” 

“I’m coming Lily! Are you okay?” His voice is careful but he’s already jogging towards the stairs with you following close behind. 

You can hear her giggling from halfway up the stairs, “I’m okay. I have a question.”

Your husband’s sigh is audible as the pace of getting to her room slows down considerably. 

Chuckling, you walk in front of him and open the door to her room, being welcomed with a scream. 

“NO! Go away Mom. This is for Dad to tell me!” She runs up from her spot on the floor and starts to push you back with tiny fists. 

Only half hiding the hurt in your voice you say, “Well, Dad, I think this one’s for you.” You turn away and start walking back down the stairs but Booth grabs your arm to stop you. 

“She didn’t mean it like that-” 

“I know. Go be her father, Seeley.” You send him a soft smile and walk back down the stairs. 

“What’s up kiddo?” Booth asks the four year old as he sits down on the bed. She comes bounding over to him and climbs into his lap before speaking. 

“Daddy there are boys at preschool.”

He laughs softly, “Yeah, there are.” 

“Boys aren’t the same as girls. Are they?” She tilts her head in curiosity while she stares up at her dad. 

Your husband runs his hand down his face as he lets out a sigh. “They are and aren’t. The are because they all have hearts. And bones and feelings and stuff. But they aren’t because their... bodies do different things.”

Lily nods and says, “Johnathon Raines said that he has a penis, but I don’t. Is that a bad thing? Am I gonna die?”

Booth’s eyes widen as he looks around the room. He’s looking for you; for help, but then he realizes that Lily made you leave. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he answers. 

“No. No of course not. Johnathon was talking about that thing where boy bodies do different things that girl bodies.” He stutters along his answer and Lily smiles as she gets off the bed. 

“Sooo what do peniseses do?” She butchers the word, making her father smile before he registers the question. 

“Lily, you aren’t old enough for that.” He mutters the next part, “And I’m not drunk enough for this conversation.”

“But Daddy, I wanna knooow!” Lily pouts and when Booth shakes his head she starts stomping down the stairs. 

“Y/N, be ready cause Hurricane Lily is comin’ for you!” You hear your husband’s humored voice call to you from the staircase. 

Letting out a gentle laugh you prepare your arms, spreading them out in front of you. Right after you do a little ball of anger comes jumping into your arms. 

“Oh Lily. How nice of you to talk to me.” You smile knowingly at her and add, “What’s wrong munchkin?”

“Daddy won’t tell me what peniseses do.” She pouts and turns her head to glare at her father, who holds his hands up in mock surrender. 

“Ask me when you can tell me what the numbers on your bra mean.”

“I don’t even wear bras mommy!” She looks up at you in disbelief. 

“That’s the point munchkin, now go upstairs to bed okay, it’s getting late.” You stand up and deposit her on the ground Once her feet are steady she takes off running up the stairs. “Walk, Lily!”

Booth stares at you with love in his eyes, “You are so good with her Y/N. How?”

“I know her well.”

“Well I do too, but how?”

“Because she’s exactly like you.” 

After a moment, Booth grabs your hand, spinning you around before he sits down on the couch and pulls you into him. “I love you so much.”

“I love you more, Seeley.”

[ali-r3n]

Imagine: your brother, Booth visiting you at work where he meets your boyfriend, Spencer.

[bones-imagines]

The Heat in the Conversation (Booth x Gender Neutral! Reader)

This is my attempt lmao. I'm not sure how I should have been doing this but I tried my best.

"Is it weird if I say your dad is hot?" You stood next to Parker as Booth was waiting in line for ice cream for the three of you. Parker was finally visiting booth again after so many years, and you happened to come along. "Is it weird if I say your dad is kinda hot?" You asked Parker looking over to him and away from Booth. "Yes, a little bit," Parker responds, looking at you. "Aren't you guys dating?" "No, we're not." "If you like him you should ask him out! I'm sure he's say yes. He's my dad. I'd know," Parker said, turning so he was now fully facing you. "I don't know, Parker. That seems a little risky." "If you don't tell him I'm telling him before I leave." You panicked a little bit at that. "No! No you would not-" "You know I would, (Y/N)," Parker interrupted. "Fine. I'll tell him," You replied as you noticed Booth walking behind you somehow carrying three cones in his two hands. "Tell who what?" He asked. "Nothing, I'll tell you later. Thanks for the ice cream, Booth," You said, looking into his eyes. They were pretty weren't they?

[make-me-imagine]

Description: The reader works at the Jeffersonian and is called “Smol child” by Angela, Hodgins and Booth because you are so little and the youngest. To celebrate the end of the case Booth takes everyone to a shooting competition. The host calls up a random person to compete and the reader is picked. The reader hits the target perfectly and surprises everyone. They then tell them that they were on an archery team.

Characters: Bones Team x Reader

Requested by anon

“See, didn’t I tell you this was gonna be fun?” Booth said excitedly. The rest of you just gave him smiles of amusement caused by his childlike behavior. he had invited you all along to a shooting competition to celebrate the end of a case. “The guy that hosts the competition always picks someone from the audience to get the show started, I’m hoping it’s me this time” he said while rubbing his hands together.

Walking into the area to watch you notice that everyone was a bit too tall for your liking. Angela noticing smiled while talking loudly “Alright, everyone move aside, smol child coming through” you blushed and covered your face with your hands, embarrassed by the ridiculous nickname. Even though it was embarrassing, it did get you to the front of the crowd. 

Watching as the shooters were getting ready the host started talking. “Alright, now I’m gonna need someone from the audience to come up here and show off a bit” everyone started yelling, you covered your ears. Looking at the target it brought back memories of training. Smiling you didn’t realize the host pointed at you until Hodgins shook you. Glancing up you saw the man waving his hands for you to come forward “Come on!”

Walking up to the rest of the competitors you glance over at the others, Booth looked like a proud father while Hodgins started laughing as the host handed you a big gun. You heard Hodgins laugh along with Angela “ohh, smol child can’t even hold the big gun”

Even though they meant no harm it still caused you to be embarrassed. The others constantly thinking of you as a child. Looking at the target you smirked, you had never told them about your training. 

As the host talking and got the crowd riled up to see your shot you looked over at Booth. He put his thumbs up to show you support. Turning towards the target you got into the correct stance, you set your sights on the bullseye. Thinking back to your training you took a deep breath, steadied the shot and pulled the trigger. The crowd gasped and started cheering as you hit the bulls-eye dead on. The host’s jaw drooped in shock, along with the rest of the competitors.

Turning you saw the shocked faces of your friends. The host then drug you off telling you how impressive your shot was. After that you went back into the crowd. “What the hell was that?” Booth asked in awe.

“That was archery training. Won the gold medal at my high schools archery competition. Never really done it with a gun, but it was the same principle” They shared shocked looks and then started laughing.

“Wow. Okay. She may be small, but she is fierce” said Angela poetically. 

You watched the rest of the competition with them, afterwards answering there questions about archery. Knowing that they may see you as ‘smol child’, but they now have a bigger piece of your backstory.