Bones (A Marvel AU)

Characters  in this chapter: Steve Rogers, Female Reader, Wanda Maximoff, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Carl Lucas (Luke Cage), Jessica Jones, Cornell “Cottonmouth Stokes”

Warnings: Language, More talks about a dead body, Slight violence.

Pairings: None. (Eventual Steve Rogers x Reader)

Word Count: 1812

Summary: You are a forensic anthropologist working for the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C. when you and your team get recruited by the FBI to aid one of their top field agents, Special Agent Steve Rogers. Together, along with  your colleagues/friends you put faces on the voiceless and throw the bad guys where they belong.

Author’s Note: So this is my first Marvel AU series and I’m quite nervous on how this is going to turn out. The series is going to be based on the TV show Bones and since the show is 12 seasons long I’m just going to base the series on some of my favorite episodes including the series finale coming out in the upcoming weeks. I only hope I do it justice. I want to thank @mrs-squirrel-chester​ for convincing me into writing this and for not only being as awesome beta but because she also made this kick-ass edit above.

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"Christ, how does anybody walk in these things?" you muttered to yourself, as both Steve and you stepped inside the gym.

Steve leaned in and whispered in your ear, "Well, ya know. Them boots? They ain't made for walking sweetheart." He pulled back and slapped you on the ass, making you gasp in surprise.

Before you could even open your mouth to curse out your partner, he leaned back in and whispered, "Just follow my lead Y/N."

You rolled your eyes at him but did what you were told. It didn't help that Steve looked handsome with what he was wearing. Well, he always looked handsome in his FBI suits, but today was different. He was more casual and carefree.

Walking past all of the fighters, there was one that caught your eye immediately, "Rogers heads up," you nudged him.

He turned his head and saw the fighter and her coach practicing her strikes, "Yeah I see. 5'9", southpaw." He mused, referring to the text he received from Wanda on the way to the gym.

"Can I help you, folks?" A loud voice called out prompting you both to tear your gaze on the female fighter.

There stood a man about the same height as Steve but leaner, his arms were crossed and his lips set into a thin line.

You waited for Steve to say something but when you looked over you noticed that he was doing some sort of tap dancing in place which you made a mental note to ask him about later.

"Holy shit babe, It's Cornell "Cottonmouth" Stokes," Steve said, snapping out of his nervous tick and wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. You couldn't help but take in his scent of cologne.

"Cottonmouth?" you asked in feigned confusion.

"Yeah! That's how he left his opponents," Steve answered, reverting to his native New York accent.

"These days, it's just Cornell." The former boxer let out a chuckle.

"Sorry to bother you, Cornell, but you know you had a huge impact on my, uh, style back in the army," Steve explained and you weren't quite sure he was lying or telling the truth. "Ya know a juke to the body, followed by a right hook? Worked for me every time."

You thought it was cute that your partner was fanboying over one of his idols.

"Another Army fighter, Cornell? How many of these 'has beens' you get in here a week?" Another man came up from behind Cottonmouth, smirking devilishly as Steve's smile faded away into a scowl.

"At least this one still looks like he's in shape," Cottonmouth snapped.

"Oh, yeah!" you said in a low, sultry voice. "My man's in great shape. Believe me." You ran your fingers up his firm chest.

"Easy there, doll," Steve whispered loud enough for you to hear.

Cottonmouth was amused at the pair of you. "Let's see it, Army. Show us those moves that made you so famous."

You've sparred with Steve before, so you were confident in his moves. "Yeah, go ahead tiger! Show these clowns." You slapped him on his ass, making him jump.

"Yeah, maybe I will, okay? Jus- just a little.," he replied nervously, taking off his olive green jacket and handing it to you.

He walked over to the punching bag as you, Cottonmouth, and the other man looked on. "Yeah, come on, tiger," the other man mocked, who you later came to know as "Shades".

"Alright, let's see. A little, you know tap, you know," Steve nervously said as he lightly punched the punching bag. "A juke to the body, with a hard right, followed by a whole bunch of these-" He grunted as began striking the bag hard.

The three of you watched as Steve threw punches, which to be completely honest, seemed to turn you on. Looking on as the muscles in his back rippled every time he grunted as he punched the punching bag.

"He's pretty good," you heard Cottonmouth mutter to his partner Shades, shaking you from your thoughts.

You gave them a cocky grin. "So much for my 'has been' army fighter."

Cornell crossed his arms and nodded, "Not bad."

Steve grabbed the punching bag to keep it steady, then let go, walking over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. "You know, I still got it-" he said before pressing a kiss against your cheek.

You were caught off guard as he pulled away from you. "Yeah, maybe a little too much." You gave him an I'm going to fucking kill you look.

Cornell let out a laugh. "What's your name?" he asked, clasping your partner's shoulder.

"M-My name?" Steve gulped nervously, "I-I-It's Jensen, Jake Jensen." He used the fake name you gave him. "This here's my fiancée, uh, Andrea Waldorf."

You let out a sultry chuckle, "We're more ''engaged to be engaged'."

He squeezed your waist, "Easy there, sweetheart."

"So you looking to train or what?" Asked Cottonmouth, studying Steve closely.

Your partner was flattered, "Ah, ya know, I don't fight no more." Steve replied in his thick Brooklyn accent, but they say you can direct me and Andi to a little you know, uh, 'underground action'?"

"They say a lot don't they?" Cornell raised his eyebrows in amusement, "But sorry, can't help you."

He turned towards Shades who was too busy staring at you, practically undressing you in his mind.

You feigned disappointment, "Ah, what did I tell you, baby? That guy was just trying to hit on me." You pouted, pointing at Shades, which made Steve give him a dark glare.

"Well, I do know a number you can call." Cornell answered with a cocky grin, "Not that I'd give it to just anybody."

Shades placed his hand on Cornell's shoulder, "Oh, come on, Cornell. They seem like such nice people."

"Yeah, we're nice people. Aren't we babe?" You turned towards Steve, giving him a sweet smile, which to be honest threw him off guard. Not because it was rare to see you give a smile that was directed towards him, but because it felt believable.

Just the way you would look at him and how you were dressed made his heart skip a beat.

"For you guys," Cornell's voice shook Steve from inappropriate thoughts of you, "Thousand ‘Bucks. Each."

Your partner was taken aback, "Whoa. That's a little steep-"

"No, Jakey, come on! We only live once and I want to see a fight." You walked over to the two men and pulled out a wad of cash from your cleavage and placed it on Shades' palm, making Cornell laugh at his partner's sudden expression.

"Must be a lucky man eh Jensen?" Shades raised an eyebrow at Steve who blushed, and then smiled weakly, "Yeah, I don't know what I'd do without her."

Ink Slinger: Netflix and Chill

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Latina Reader

Summary: After a nasty break up with your ex-boyfriend, you move to Brooklyn to start over. Your best friends want to give you a makeover, so why not start off with a tattoo?

Warnings: Language, mentions of cheating, smut (FINALLY), fluff

Spanish is in italics.

Link of the song D.Y.T (Do Your Thing) is right here.

Author’s Note: So this is my first time writing a series with a Hispanic/Latina reader and I’m kind of basing her off my nationality (I’m Colombian) and I’m really excited to see where this series goes. And a special thanks to @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan​ for taking the time to make this sweet edit!

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK. IT’S FUCKING RUDE

Steve couldn't stop thinking about you. Ever since that day in the amusement park, he had become absolutely smitten with you. A look that Bucky could not help but point out.

“Steve?” Bucky called out to him, who was too busy looking down at his phone.

No doubt texting his new girlfriend.

He grabbed a balled up piece of paper from the table and threw it at him, connecting with his face. Steve looked up from his phone with an irritated look, “What the hell Buck?”

“I’ve been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes, punk.” Bucky answered, “Texting Y/N?”

Steve smiled, “Yeah.” He put his phone down on the table, “I really like her.”

“Hmmm…” Bucky hummed, “Sounds more like you’re in love with her. And if that’s the case, I want to meet her.”

“What? No.” He denied, grabbing his wrist wraps and wrapped it around his hands, “We’ve only gone out a few dates.”

Buck let out a chuckle, “Come on Steven, admit it, you’re falling for her.”

“Stop calling me Steven… James.” Steve answered back before both men laughed hysterically.

After the laughter died down, Steve looked down on his taped hands and sighed. Bucky was absolutely right. Ever since he left Sharon, Steve has been throwing himself into his work. They were together for almost four years and he thought that he was going to marry her. That is, until he walked into the house they shared and found her mid-fuck with her boss.

He heard Bucky let out a sigh, “Look,” Steve snapped his gaze back to his best friend who was putting on his punch mitts, “I haven’t met Y/N before yet, but from what I’m hearing from you, she’s not Sharon. Far from it.”

“Yeah…” Steve nodded simply before turning his head and looking out the window and saw Y/N who was in the dance studio across the street from the gym he and Bucky were training at, “She’s somethin’ else.”

He got up from the bench and and headed towards the exit, with Bucky following closely behind, “Dude. Where you goin’” He asked as both he and Steve quickly crossed the street.

Steve opened the door to the studio and held the door open for his best friend, “I thought you said you wanted to meet her.”

Ink Slinger: Luna Park

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Latina Reader 

Summary: After a nasty break up with your ex-boyfriend, you move to Brooklyn to start over. Your best friends want to give you a makeover, so why not start off with a tattoo?

Warnings: Language, mentions of cheating, eventual smut, fluff

Spanish is in italics.

Luna Park - Amusement Park in Coney Island (Opened in 1903 then re-opened in 2010)

Author’s Note: So this is my first time writing a series with a Hispanic/Latina reader and I’m kind of basing her off my nationality (I’m Colombian) and I’m really excited to see where this series goes. And a special thanks to @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan​ for taking the time to make this sweet edit!

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK. IT’S FUCKING RUDE

You tried to sneak into your own apartment. You really did, but… who were you kidding? Dodger pounced on you as soon as you closed the door, knocking you down on the floor while he licked your face.

The lamp light turned on and you saw a visibly pissed off Wanda who crossed her arms at you.

“Y/N Y/M/N Alvarez!” She yelled at you, as if you were a child and not a twenty-seven year old woman, “Do you realize what time it is?”

You looked at the time on the cable box, “12:30?”

“Twelve fucking thirty!” She continued to scold you, “Your son and I were worried sick about you!”

You looked down at Dodger who just laid on top of your legs.

“Geez alright mom.” You shoved Dodger off of you and got back up on your feet, “I won’t do it again.”

“Damn right you’re not.” She answered, raising an eyebrow, “So? Who’s the guy? And do not bullshit me Y/N, I saw you both from the window.”

“Okay..” you let out a sigh, “If I show you something will you promise me not to freak out?”

She nodded.

You dropped your bag on the floor and lifted up your shirt showing off the bandage covering the tattoo.

“Is that what I think-?” She put her hands up to her mouth.

You smiled and nodded, “It is.”

“Oh my god! You finally did it!” Wanda exclaimed

“Do you like it?” you asked, suddenly nervous.

“Like it?” Wanda gasped, her eyes wide with joy. “I absolutely love it.”

You let out the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. “Oh, thank God,” you said, dropping the hem of your shirt. It was at that point that Wanda threw a pillow from the couch at your head.

“What the hell, Wan?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were getting it?” she demanded to know.

You shrugged a shoulder. “What if I backed out or Steve completely changed your design?”

“Oh?” She rose an eyebrow at you, “So his name is Steve?”

You let out a laugh, “Yes, his name is Steve.” You plopped down on your couch, “And he is completely, utterly… out of my league.” You confessed, “I can’t believe he asked me out on a date.”

Wanda threw another cushion at you, hitting you in the arm, “He what?”

“Ow!” You rubbed your head, “Will you knock it off?”

“He asked you out?” Blatantly ignoring your question, she repeated your statement, “Did you say yes?”

You let out a small laugh and nodded. Wanda quickly pulled her phone out, typed something on her screen and held it up to her ear, walking into the other room. At that point you felt your phone vibrate on your lap. You flipped phone over and saw a text from Steve.

Guess he must’ve taken down your number and saved his on your phone.

“You can take the bandage off in about an hour and make sure to put some ointment on the tattoo. Also, be careful when you wash your rib cage when you shower. Just pat the area down.” He wrote along with a smiley face emoji.

You were about to type an answer back but then he sent out another message.

“For our date tomorrow, I was wondering if you wanted to get some coffee?”

You smiled at your phone for moment, then typed out a quick message, “I’d like that.”

You watched as the three dots came up on the screen, indicating that he was typing his message, before disappearing altogether and being replaced by another message that he sent out, “Great! I’ll pick you up at 9:30. Good night Y/N :)”

You quickly typed out a message to Steve, then put your phone back down as Wanda walked back into the living room.

“So I just called Natasha.” She announced, taking a seat next to you.

“Oh yeah? What she say?” You asked, massaging Dodger’s belly with your foot since he laid on top of your feet again.

“She’s on her way here with some clothes for your date tomorrow because, and I’m quoting her, ‘Y/N clearly needs help with her wardrobe choices.’”

“Hey!” You scowled at her, feeling a bit hurt.

Wanda put her hands up in defense, “Her words, not mine.”

Ink Slinger: Tenderfoot

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Latina Reader

Summary: After a nasty break up with your ex-boyfriend, you move to Brooklyn to start over.  Your best friends want to give you a makeover, so why not start off with a tattoo?

Warnings: Language, mentions of cheating, eventual smut.

Spanish is in italics.

Tenderfoot - Someone new to tattooing.

Author’s Note: So this is my first time writing a series with a with a Hispanic/Latina reader and I’m kind of basing her off my nationality (I’m Colombian) and I’m really excited to see where this series goes. And a special thanks to @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan  for taking the time and making me this sweet edit!

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK. IT’S FUCKING RUDE

“Okay Y/N you can do this.” You repeat to yourself like a mantra over and over as you stood outside of the tattoo parlor.

Just a half hour before, Steve had called you to confirm the appointment and you had no other choice than to just confirm it. Feeling your phone vibrate in your pocket, you pulled it out and saw a text from Wanda, who you asked to watch Dodger while you were “working late.”

“Sure thing Y/N. Key’s under the mat right?” She texted.

You typed out a quick answer before putting the phone back in your pocket.

You took a deep breath, clutched your bag, quickly crossed the street, entering the parlor.

At the front desk sat a woman with long, brown hair, tied up in a messy bun who gave you a friendly smile, “Hi, I’m Maria, How can I help you?” She asked.

“Hi,” you returned a smile, “I have an appointment for 6 o’clock today with Steve.”

Maria cocked her head to the side and raised and scrunched her face, “Steve?”

“Yeah,” you laughed nervously, “I spoke with him over the phone last night.”

She was pensive for a moment, before she snapped her fingers in realization, “Oh! Nomad!” She said, getting up from her chair, “Have a seat, I’ll tell him you’re here.”

She turned on her heel and left towards the back room leaving you to sit in the lobby. You took a look at your surroundings. The walls were white, with portraits of each artists’ work hung across the lobby area.

“Y/N?” You heard a familiar voice call out your name.

Ink Slinger

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Latina Reader

Summary: After a nasty break up with your ex-boyfriend, you move to Brooklyn to start over.  Your best friends want to give you a makeover, so why not start off with a tattoo?

Warnings: Language, mentions of cheating, eventual smut

Author’s Note: So this is my first time writing a series with a with a Hispanic/Latina reader and I’m kind of basing her off my nationality (I’m Colombian) and I’m really excited to see where this series goes. And a special thanks to @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan for taking the time and making me this sweet edit!

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK. IT’S FUCKING RUDE

The wooden boardwalk blurred below you as you felt a strong surge of adrenaline. The steady thump of your footsteps mixed with the loud music echoed in your ears and felt a bead of sweat roll down your forehead.  

“Come on.” you huffed out as you continued jogging across the Brooklyn Bridge, the cars and trucks whipping past you, pushing yourself to your limit before finally crossing into  Manhattan when suddenly, your phone rang. You stopped by the entrance of the bridge and checked your watch that also worked as a phone, seeing that it was one of your best friends, Natasha.

“Nat, what’s up?” you answered out of breath, jogging in place to keep your heart rate up.

“Are you okay?” She asked in concern.

“Yeah, I was just jogging.” you assured her, “So what’s up?”

“I’m with Wanda right now and we were wondering if you wanted to go out for brunch?”

“Right now?”

“Yeah, we’re on our way to Lighthouse.”

“Okay, I’ll just go home, change and meet you there.”

“Alright cool,” Nat replied, “See you soon.”

You pressed the hang up button on your watch and took off, running for a mile back to Brooklyn.

Bones (A Marvel AU)

Characters: Steve Rogers, Female Reader, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Peter Parker, Tony Stark & Loki Laufayson 

Warnings: Language

Pairings: None. (Eventual Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

Summary: You are a forensic anthropologist working for the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C. when you and your team get recruited by the FBI to aid one of their top field agents, Special Agent Steve Rogers. Together, along with your colleagues/friends you put faces on the voiceless and throw the bad guys where they belong.

Author’s Note: So this is my first Marvel AU series and I’m quite nervous on how this is going to turn out. The series is going to be based on the TV show Bones and since the show is 12 seasons long I’m just going to base the series on some of my favorite episodes including the series finale coming out in the upcoming weeks. I only hope I do it justice. I want to thank @mrs-squirrel-chester for convincing me into writing this and for not only being as awesome beta but because she also made this kick-ass edit above. 

Catch up here!

Chapter Two (Part Two): The Woman in the Sand

Steve and you drove down the long stretch of asphalt for a half hour, nothing but cacti and sand whipping past you. You thought back to that Skype call from earlier and that exchange between him and Natasha.

 “So…” you began to say, grabbing your partner’s attention, giving you a quizzical expression. “Are you and Nat a thing?”

 Confused, he turned to you. “What?”

 “What?” you mocked. “You know what I’m talking about Steven,” you snickered after using his first name.

 He rolled his eyes at you in annoyance. “Don’t call me Steven.”

 “Then don’t call me Bones, you shot back with a snarl.

 “Anyways, there’s nothing going on between Nat and I,” he assured.

 You laughed in his face. “Yeah, right and I’m Ghandi.”

 “You know for a squint, you’re not that smart,” Steve muttered.

 “Heads up, Rogers. Victim’s house is up on the right.” You pointed at the trailer park that was on your side, completely changing the subject.

Bones (A Marvel AU)

Characters: Steve Rogers, Female Reader, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff.

Warnings: Language, Dead bodies

Pairings: None. (Eventual Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

Summary: You are a forensic anthropologist working for the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C. when you and your team get recruited by the FBI to aid one of their top field agents, Special Agent Steve Rogers. Together, along with  your colleagues/friends you put faces on the voiceless and throw the bad guys where they belong.

Author’s Note: So this is my first Marvel AU series and I’m quite nervous on how this is going to turn out. The series is going to be based on the TV show Bones and since the show is 12 seasons long I’m just going to base the series on some of my favorite episodes including the series finale coming out in the upcoming weeks. I only hope I do it justice. I want to thank @mrs-squirrel-chester​ for convincing me into writing this and for not only being as awesome beta but because she also made this kick-ass edit above.

Catch up here!

Chapter Two (Part One): The Woman in the Sand

“What do you mean you've never played Blackjack?” Rogers asked you as he drove you both down the dirt road.

Ever since the Cleo Eller fiasco, Director Fury decided to make you Rogers’ permanent partner. Turns out that even though “you royally fucked up the investigation by fishing for evidence to pin against Senator Bethlehem” you still managed to catch the actual killer; courtesy of your unorthodox techniques.

“I mean that it wasn't something that I was interested in,” you replied simply, looking out the dust-covered window.

“And what did you expect?” He chuckled, interested in what your idea of coming to Vegas would be.

“Well?” he asked, the curiosity getting the best of him. “What were you interested in?”

You gave him a small smile and put down the sun visor to cover your eyes. “Same thing I've always been interested. Science.”

After driving in silence for a few minutes, you decided to make some conversation with your new partner, “So who do they think the body is?”

“Federal prosecutor who disappeared five years ago, a day before he was starred at a mob trial,” Steve replied, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

“Ya know,” you said looking back at him, “when you told me that I would be going to Vegas, this was not what I had in mind.”

“And what did you expect?” He chuckled, interested in what your idea of coming to Vegas would be.

There wasn't time to give him a smart ass answer. He rolled the car to a stop just outside  some tents and the pair of you got out of the SUV, climbing up the small hill where you were greeted by agents placing markers around what appeared to be a cadaver buried in the sand.

“Five years you say?” you asked Steve, looking at the scene in front of you.  “There's not much left of him.”

“Yup, that's why they flew you to Sin City, Bones.” Steve chuckled, grabbing a notepad and a pen from a nearby table. “Well, technically speaking, We're fifteen miles outside Vegas. This is America's frying pan.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” you snarked, wiping away the sweat that was already. “A person can melt before finding a body anywhere near here.”

He chuckled. “Once the mob makes a federal prosecutor disappear, they kind of want him staying that way.”

“Agent Rogers!” shouted a voice, interrupted your banter. You both turned to find a man wearing a light blue suit and yellow tie walking up to you both. “Agent Rogers” said the man as he jogged over to your partner and shook his hand. “I’m Agent Eric Zhang, we spoke on the phone earlier.”

The Girl in the Pond Pt. 3 (Bones: Marvel AU)

Characters in this chapter: Steve Rogers, Female Reader, Peter Parker, Wanda Maximoff, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: Language, Talks about dead body, Violence

Pairings: None. (Eventual Steve Rogers x Reader)

Summary: You are a forensic anthropologist working for the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C. when you and your team get recruited by the FBI to aid one of their top field agents, Special Agent Steve Rogers. Together, along with  your colleagues/friends you put faces on the voiceless and throw the bad guys where they belong.

Author’s Note: So this is my first Marvel AU series and I’m quite nervous on how this is going to turn out. The series is going to be based on the TV show Bones and since the show is 12 seasons long I’m just going to base the series on some of my favorite episodes including the series finale coming out in the upcoming weeks. I only hope I do it justice. I want to thank @mrs-squirrel-chester​ for convincing me into writing this and for not only being as awesome beta but because she also made this kick-ass edit above.

(P.S: Yeah this part is super long sorry!)

“Rogers! Wait up!” You shouted, catching up to Steve who was walking across the institute’s lawn. The heels you were wearing were getting stuck to the dirt so you decided to kick them off, and jog over to Steve.

“So what do you want to do first, confront the Senator?” you asked, walking alongside him once you caught up. 

He stopped in his tracks and turned to you, face grim. “Listen, Bones, I know…”

“Don't call me Bones!” you interrupted him.

“Right,” he sighed. “I know we talked about you coming out in the field and all…”

“Seriously Rogers?!” You pushed him in anger. “You fucking bastard,” you spat. You couldn't believe he lied to you.

“Bones, listen to me!” Steve grabbed your hands to stop you from hitting his chest. “With a case this big, the director is going to create a special investigation. And if I get all my ducks in a row, then maybe, just maybe I could lead it,” he explained fully.

“Not sure what that means, but I think I could be a duck,” you replied.

“You're not a duck, okay,” he blurted out in annoyance. “On this one we go by  the book. Cops on the street, Squints in the lab.”

“Oh yeah?” you asked, crossing your arms at him. “Well in that case, the Smithsonian will be issuing a press release identifying the girl in the pond,” was your simple reply.

“You do that and Fury will kill me!” he whisper-yelled at you. “What the hell are you trying to do?”

You looked into Steve’s baby blue eyes through your lashes. “Me? I thought it’d be clear to a top agent. I’m blackmailing you, doll,” you cooed while batting your eyelashes.

“Blackmail a Federal Agent?” Steve asked, still in disbelief as to what you were telling him.

“Oh yeah,” you replied with a sweet smile.

He folded his arms across his chest. “Well I don't like it.”

“You’re not supposed to like it.” You let out a chuckle.

“Fine.” Steve let out a sigh in defeat. “You're in.”

The Girl in the Pond Pt. 2 (Bones: Marvel AU)

Characters  in this chapter: Steve Rogers, Female Reader, Wanda Maximoff, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Original Male Character

Warnings: Language, More talks about a dead body, Slight violence.

Pairings: None. (Eventual Steve Rogers x Reader)

Summary: You are a forensic anthropologist working for the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C. when you and your team get recruited by the FBI to aid one of their top field agents, Special Agent Steve Rogers. Together, along with  your colleagues/friends you put faces on the voiceless and throw the bad guys where they belong.

Author’s Note: So this is my first Marvel AU series and I’m quite nervous on how this is going to turn out. The series is going to be based on the TV show Bones and since the show is 12 seasons long I’m just going to base the series on some of my favorite episodes including the series finale coming out in the upcoming weeks. I only hope I do it justice. I want to thank @mrs-squirrel-chester​ for convincing me into writing this and for not only being as awesome beta but because she also made this kick-ass edit above.

“What's the context of the find?” you asked Agent Rogers as you both walked down the grassy hill, reading the names on the rows of white marble headstones. “Routine landscaping,” Steve replied, looking down at his notepad. “Dropped a load in the local pond, one of the workmen thought he saw something.” You recognized the emblem on the side of the black windowless van that was parked a few yards away from the pond; it was the Smithsonian Medico-Legal Lab emblem. The passenger door opened and a young man hopped out; duffle bag in one hand and a camera in the other.

Recognizing him immediately, you waved him over. “Hi Peter.”

Peter greeted you with a hug, ““This eco-warrior look works for you. Very action oriented.”

“Thanks.” you replied, looking down at your outfit. “Agent Rogers, you remember my assistant Peter Parker?”

“Of course,” Agent Rogers answered, sticking out his right hand. “Great to see you again kid.”

“How was Guatemala? Dig up lots of massacred victims? Learn a thing or two about machete strikes?” Peter asked you, completely ignoring Steve, who made a face at Peter’s rude gesture.

You cleared your throat and Peter quickly realized his mistake. “Sorry,” he muttered, taking Agent Rogers’ hand to give it a firm shake. “Good to see you again Agent.”  

“Hey Pete, I need water samples and temperature readings from the pond,” you ordered.

“Right away doc.”  He spun on his heel, quickly turning the other way, leaving you alone with Agent Rogers.

“Kid’s got no sense of discretion. Typical Squint…” Steve said, as they reached the river bank.

“Squint?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Ah you know, when cops get stuck, we bring in people like you. You know? Squints. You know, you squint at things,” Steve explained with a shit-eating grin. “Like this,” he demonstrated for you.

“Oh, you mean people with very high IQ's and basic reasoning skills?” You gave him a smart-ass answer.

His smile dropped, giving you a look as if he had just tucked his tail between his legs. “Yeah.”

Bones (A Marvel AU)

Characters: Steve Rogers, Female Reader, Wanda Maximoff

Pairings: None

Warnings: Mild violence, language, talks about a dead body (Nothing I can really think of right now. 

Summary: You are a forensic anthropologist working for the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C. when you and your team get recruited by the FBI to aid one of their top field agents, Special Agent Steve Rogers. 

Author’s Note: So this is my first Marvel AU series and I’m quite nervous on how this is going to turn out. The series is going to be based on the TV show Bones and since the show is 12 seasons long I’m just going to base the series on some of my favorite episodes including the series finale coming out in the upcoming weeks. I only hope I do it justice. I want to thank @mrs-squirrel-chester​ for convincing me into writing this and for not only being as awesome beta but because she also made this kick-ass edit above. 

THE GIRL IN THE POND: PART ONE

“Come on. Come on,” Wanda muttered to herself as she raced through Ronald Reagan National Airport, making her way through the large crowd of people before skidding to a stop at the arrivals board.

“I’m late.” She let out a breath, looking up at the board and noticed that it was beginning to malfunction. “This board is broken,” she  said to a group of people who were also staring up at the board. “Uh? Did anyone meet the Uh, did anybody meet the flight from Guatemala? Aviateca airlines?” she questioned, her Sokovian accent thick. “Yeah, right. I'm late,” she muttered to herself again as everyone shook their heads no.

Turning on her heel, she walked over to the customer service desk where a young, well dressed man was standing there, on the phone.

“Excuse me?” Wanda asked. “Uh, you have a glitch on your arrivals board.”

The customer service agent ignored her as he continued to talk on the phone.

“Hello! Sir, excuse me.” She tried to grab the man’s attention again, only to be met by him holding up his index finger at her in annoyance.

Irritated and angry, she ripped open her pink button-up blouse revealing a pale pink, lacy bustier. The man turned around and dropped his phone on his desk with a thud, his jaw following as his dark eyes hungrily roamed over her curves.

“How  can I help you?” the newly-interested agent asked.

“Yeah. Hi. The flight from Guatemala?” Wanda smirked raising an eyebrow.

“Please tell me you tried 'excuse me' first,” you said to Wanda, noticing her state of dress.

So I’ve decided to write a Marvel AU.

I've decided to write the Marvel AU based off episodes of the TV show Bones and I’m really excited over it. Part 1 is almost done and it should be up by Friday night eastern time. 

If anyone is interested in reading please shoot me a message so I can make a tag list. 

tagging: @mrs-squirrel-chester @sebbytrash @marvel-ash @bionic-buckyb @ariallane @always-an-evans-addict @heather-lynn if you ladies are interested.