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The Pig and the Fox - Chap 1 - Connor x AFAB!Reader

Pairings: Connor/AFAB!Reader (no pronouns used) Rating: Mature/Explicit/NSFW 18+ Link (AO3): Read it Here Chapters: [ Chap 1 ] [ Ch 2 ] [ Ch. 3 ] [ Ch. 4 ] [ Ch. 5 ] / 6 Words: 3.3k Warnings: implied drug use (supporting character), so much swearing, reader does wear feminine attire Summary: When a thief meets a cop, they’re on the opposite sides of the law, two flips of a coin. However, there’s more to life than things being black and white. In a post android revolution, not much has changed for the common citizen. The rich get richer and the poor, well, they work. They adapt. They sacrifice. You straddled that fine line, one toe in the light and one in the dark. So does Connor, but you don’t quite see that yet. Notes: Based on that ask for “Tear You Apart.” I see you anon and I made this way longer than a oneshot (oops). ✨💙

Chapter 1 - Law and Disorder

When you think of America, you’re probably thinking of a star spangled banner, waving in the air as a marching band proudly plays a tune inspiring pride and patriotism. Pay no mind to the country’s shores dimming away into a rising sea and rockets with their red glare gleaming over oil rich lands. Across an ocean, the same melody was once but a pub song, meant to be slurred out of drunken mouths like 99 Bottles on the Wall.

Since the young country’s founding, the nation quickly led the global markets in pop culture, science and technology. By 2018, a young CEO of a tech startup changed everything with one invention, a perfect creation, beautiful, unchanging and with a mind that was sharper than its creator. An android, straight out of science fiction. The invention handled everything from household chores, babysitting, surgery and even replacing the role of an intimate partner. One could only imagine the fallout that occurred across the job market.

By 2038, the country was too busy bickering across political aisles, gaslighting and finger pointing instead of helping a neglected populace. Like adding water to a grease fire, tempers flared as people began to take out their frustrations on the androids. Eventually, the machines had enough. An android killed a man out of self preservation and a little girl was held hostage.

The story had changed and the media was quick to paint an image of a temporary truce, an us versus them. But machines were more level headed than their organic counterparts, wanting only peace, equal rights—the expected fundamentals. One peaceful revolution, a series of lawyers and they got it all. Love em or hate em, their freedom meant things quickly returned back to the status quo—for the most part.

For those still lost and purposeless, they found their way out with the dawn of cybernetics. In an effort to compete with the machines, people began embracing synthetic alterations. Surgical procedures ranged from minor implants to full limb replacements. X-Ray vision? You’ve got it. A machine gun for an arm? Still pretty fucking illegal but you bet someone had one.

The cybernetic market was also a hit for those in it for the aesthetic of glowing eyes and hair that could grow at will (very popular with middle aged men). Others found more…nefarious uses for their upgrades. Murder was a little extreme for your tastes. Thievery was more your thing, or a little something you might call, wealth redistribution.

Bold colors, the same as the flag, flashed wildly at a mansion in Palmer Woods, one of Detroit’s wealthiest neighborhoods. A patrol car idled in the rain. Not only were the roads slick, the weather was all doom and gloom, discouraging outdoor activities. Police normally didn’t make appearances in the sleepy suburb, but tonight, a house party was disturbing the peace.

From high up, a curtain was slightly drawn in a nearby home. Unlike the one next to it, the guests were not expected.

“Fucking pigs,” your associate, Leo hissed under his breath. He was attached to the shadows in the room, dark hair hidden behind a beanie, arms crossed with a teal blazer wrinkled around clenched fists. For a rich kid, he always managed to be short on money and his father, Carl Manfred, was beginning to catch onto why and halved his allowance. It wasn’t uncommon for people like Leo to chase wild parties and find himself doing dubious work to pay for his new habits. He would blame his circumstances on his father’s neglect, or as Carl saw it, the best a divorced man could do while balancing a large art career.

As a buyer of Carl’s gallery work, you knew him first, then Markus and met Leo at a bad place and a bad time. Carl’s eldest son had gotten himself in some trouble during an exchange of goods, a fight over bags filled with red crystals. You leveraged your trade name, Fox, and saved him from one hell of a beating. Despite your best judgment, you dragged him under your wing and to your surprise, he was good at keeping your side gig a secret. While you weren’t the type to pry, you didn’t love what he did with his free time but you did tell him, “If you’re going to do dumb shit at least I can keep an eye on you.”

You watched after him like any good sibling would, even though he already had a younger brother, Markus. But Markus was an android that shared all of the same passions their father had, which did not rest well with Leo who lacked any artistic talent. A story…meant for another rainy day.

“It’s just the one patrol car, you don’t think they tracked us…?” he pondered.

“Relax,” you replied. Your fingers were holding a bedroom curtain open by a sliver, enough to spot the cop car parked across the street and the two passengers exiting the vehicle. “They’re not here for us. I bet a neighbor called in a noise complaint about the house party.”

“Damn, you think we can finish up soon? I was hoping to meet my buddy there.”

You tried to ignore how shifty his eyes got around the word ‘buddy’ and the subconscious twitch of his fingers rubbing the tip of his nose.

“Right,” you scoffed, returning to the center of the room where an empty desk sat.

The home you cased was nearly barren, the owner too busy or too preoccupied with his other homes to bother decorating with personal touches. Paintings of generic scenery hung in each room and the walls were all the same drab seashell white color. This boring, Crate and Barrel style home belonged to a former investor of Cyberlife, your target for the evening.

“This shit we’re doing…we’re the good guys right?” Leo asked. It was a peculiar question since he never had a problem with what you were doing before.

“There’s no good or bad, we’re just here to balance the scales. Our target has been happily benefiting from the services our taxes pay. It’s time we got our share.“

“Wait, taxes pay for stuff?”

Distracted, you had to turn around to give him a look like you were talking to a child.

“Yes, they do. What are you twelve?”

“I’m Twenty-Nine!” he shot back, standing up taller and puffing his chest out. You knew he never worked a day in his life and mostly survived off the money his father sent him.

“Oh, so you do have a seat the big kids table then,” you snickered.

“Just—forget what I said and worry about the safe, okay?”

You went back to checking out the oak desk. At a glance, it looked like the rest of the home, plain and unimportant. You ran your bare hand over the surface, enjoying how smooth it felt. The new upgrades to your limbs offered retractable fingerprints and you were pleased to know you weren’t one of the unlucky few to lose all feeling in your hands as a result of the implant.

Your skin warmed along your veins, the circuitry embedded in the skin revealing angular lines of light that traveled from the back of your neck, down your spine and to your fingertips. The artificial lenses in your eyes spun, adjusting to see something beyond human perception. As the room shifted from reality to a virtual grid, a blue line trailed from a panel on the desk and to the wall across from it.

“There,” you announced and injected the lock panel with a combination breaker. Numbers clicked away, cycling and flickering hundreds of formations. Off in the background, you could still feel the bass of the party next door, shaking up the dead stillness of the place you were in. It was interrupted by a constant buzzing. Out of the corner of your eye, Leo stuffed his hand into his pocket, bringing out a phone.

“Fuck,” he whispered, gloved thumb fumbling with the red end call button. “Shit.”

You caught a small glimpse of a face on the screen, an older man who if not for his age, would be just as problematic as his son.

“Sorry, Fox,” Leo sighed out. “Won’t happen again.”

“S’fine.” You shrugged but kept an eye on him. “I hope it wasn’t important?”

Alright, so you pried sometimes.

Leo wasn’t looking his best tonight. Sweat was beading down his brow, his feet fidgeting and creaking the hardwood. He shook his hand dismissively at the desk, half to tell you to let it go and half to redirect your focus. You did, returning to blocks of text streaming down your sight. Numbers cycled until it finally halted on one set. Your lips curled, finger drawing a pattern on the panel.

A disguised safe door clicked open on the wall, revealing a small square box filled with thin, rounded glass tablets. On the surface, they looked like trading cards with cute monkey graphics but you knew this set was worth millions. These cards weren’t all that different from rare paintings and a few controversial auctions were all it took to make them seem exclusive. It was a little funny, the obscure measures the super rich took to funnel their wealth.

“That’s all of them,” you declared, grabbing a handful of holocards. Placing them in Leo’s care, you didn’t have time to celebrate when an alarm broke. Dramatically, your shoulders slumped, head thrown back as you groaned.

“Leo!”

Wide-eyed, he jumped, panic racing across his features. “Shit, I swear I got all of em.”

“Could have been a silent one. Fuck, and the cops are right next door.”

You dashed to the blinds, cursing once when you saw the officers on the neighbor’s lawn turn their heads from the alarm. Pulling away from the window, you worked out your backup plan.

“Cover your face,” you said while lifting up a handkerchief tied around your neck. He mirrored you, bringing a holographic mask up. It shimmered, forming around his face until he looked like a pixelated blur. “The door to the back yard, take it. I’m going out the front door—”

He looked more concerned as the words sunk in, “What? You’re going to run into them!”

“That’s the idea. Come on!” You raced forward, shoving him through the doorway. “We meet up after, a different spot than last week. You know the place right?”

Leo stammered out an affirmation of sorts as he stumbled down the stairs.

“And change your clothes!” you shouted after him.

Through the windows, you could spot the cops, one older and one younger, making their way to the front door. If you were to be honest—you stretched out a little, fingers intertwined and reaching for the ceiling—this was your favorite part when a heist went wrong.

Explosive energy surged through your veins, blue light rippling across skin, glowing brighter. You shot off your feet, racing quickly through the home, making a loud banging noise as the door swung open. Rain hit your exposed skin, cool pinpricks chilling your hands and face.

“Halt! DPD!” That must have been the younger guy, his voice energetic and closing in much closer than the other officer. Behind him, his partner sighed, arm bracing his back as he jogged to catch up.

“Connor! Wait!” the older man shouted. He gave up after a few paces as the rain slowed him further.

Pigs needed to run every now and then. You stuck out your middle finger and hopped over a fence. Connor’s faint cry of “stop” got lost between backyard sheds and fancy trimmed bushes.

First things first, the rules to a neat getaway: befriend the neighborhood dogs.

A large canine, out on its pee break ran up, bared it’s teeth with a vicious snarl. It calmed instantly when you threw a milk-bone and you were back on the run. The man chasing you felt close behind, the dog reacting to his presence only moments after you left.

The other rules were tedious things of the past like cardio. But who needs cardio when they’ve got implants? Wind bit your face as you raced through neatly curated suburbia. Some might say you relied too much on your cybernetics but you saw it differently. You designed them for a living, suffered the pain of your body rejecting the technology and when it all finally came together, you used your new advantages to your benefit. 

Well, you weren’t soulless. A lot of the money you stole got laundered, turned legit and anonymously donated to nonprofit organizations you trusted. What was leftover went to your daytime front: a condo with a view, a sweet android dog waiting for you at home, and your side hobby of collecting art.

As homes drifted off into the distance and the streets felt more open, you glanced over your shoulder.

“Oh, fuck.”

The cop from earlier was still on your tail and it was then that you realized a small…blue…ring on his temple. You’d never seen an android that could keep up with your off market cybernetics. Double fuck.

For those taking notes, every successful getaway requires a back up plan to go with the back up plan. There were a handful of locations where you had emergency transit parked in hiding. Your fingers twitched, skin pulsing in a pattern. Blocks away, a motorbike’s engine came to life.

“Not another step,” Connor ordered. His shadow stretched to your shoes, his posture tall and shoulders squared to intimidate. “Move and I will have to use force.”

“Fuckers like you always do,” you casually responded, not at all deterred by his threat. The bike was going to take a few minutes to arrive so you had to buy some time. Your gaze dipped to his utility belt. Taser, gun, baton…oh, handcuffs, fun. “So, how do you wanna do this?”

His head tilted slightly, curiosity chipping away at his authority. “What can I call you?”

“You can…fuck…right off.” You didn’t miss the flash of gold from his temple.

“Would you prefer…” His LED pulsed until it eased back to a calm blue. “Fox?”

Your fists clenched. He couldn’t possibly make out who you were with what little you were revealing. Communications used for this assignment were heavily encrypted, although…it wouldn’t take a super computer like him long to compile data from the dark web and find a trail some associate of yours failed to cover.

You weren’t confident you could take on a machine that hunted other machines since your implants were optimized for dexterity and speed. However, Connor didn’t look terribly intimidating with his large doe eyes and delicate angular features. Compared to your sleek black, waterproof clothing, your adversary was a sad, wet dog. His hair was soaked, flat and his police labeled windbreaker was two times too large for his lean build. That all changed when he lowered his chin and the whites of his eyes caught the glow from a streetlight. As he stalked forward, you recoiled marginally, muscles pulled taut.

“Do you like to tango?” you asked, redistributing your weight until your feet were squared with your shoulders. You grinned, canines baring back at him, a sly fox sizing up a hog. “I’m a really good dancer.”

You didn’t wait for him to reply, dropping low with a fast sweep of your leg to his ankles. Any other person would have collapsed to the ground but Connor was quick to right himself mid fall, using the momentum to wrap his hand around your arm. Everything moved as if frame by frame, droplets of rain falling at an angle, your eyes widening and him dragging you into his hold.

What you failed to realize earlier was that this android wasn’t your average run of the mill PC200 or PM700, law enforcement androids meant for guarding, observing and patrolling. Connor was an RK800 and now, as you were about to land face first into his chest, you remembered you had seen him before. There was a man lingering at the edge of the stage during Markus’ big speech but your personal investment in the deviant leader’s wellbeing had you fixated on Markus. Great, how unlucky for you to be arrested by the one and only deviant hunter who’s specs were still unknown.

Alright, one last back up plan, because of course you were prepared.

You were prepared, weren’t you?

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in court,” Connor said as he caged you into his chest. Your head smacked his jaw and he continued with little effort despite your thrashing.

“Let me go!”

“You have the right to talk to a—”

“Fuck off!” Your elbow connected with the center of his chassis, making him loosen his grip. It wasn’t enough but you were able to free your arms. Your hand glowed as you gripped his neck, forcing an interface. Connor’s body seized up, turning him into a still mannequin. His eyes were frozen open, the brown dimmed to a dull gray as his LED glowed an angry red. Waving your fingers over his face, you breathed out a sigh of relief.

Normally the program you ran acted as a temporary sedative to use on androids and you weren’t sure how effective it would be on an RK800. Your escape plan was here, headlights approaching and washing your tangled figures in yellow. Pushing free of Connor’s grip, a shock worked its way up your arm, the same one that touched his neck.

“Ow! What the f—fuck…?”

You glanced back up at him, watched the red of his indicator spin to gold and knew you had no time to think about anything that wasn’t getting away. The sting had mellowed out into a small fizz but the cybernetics in your arm never calmed on your way to the meet up spot.

Beneath the cover of a park tree, Leo’s leg was nervously shaking as he tried his best to appear casual. He had changed from his original get up, as did you. Anyone walking by would figure he was out on an oddly late date. He had bagged the cards in a bright pink bag full of white hearts with a single rose sticking out.

“Fox! Thank fuck, I thought for sure they got you.”

You cheerily held up a bag of oily goods, filled with fries and nuggets.

“What kinda friend would I be if I left you standing out in the cold?” Your smile grew wider when you caught sight of his disguised bag. “What the hell is that?”

He roughly snatched the junk food and handed—tossed more like it—the bag of cards to you.

“It was all I could find at the drug store!”

You caught it with ease, bringing the rose to your nose. With your other hand, you brought out your phone. An app for exchanging currency flashed before him. Leo fumbled around, wiping his salty fingers on his pants and you had to hold back a laugh.

“I knew you’d be hungry.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he replied and placed his phone next to yours. The screens flickered, numbers counting up on one side. He watched the change with rapt focus, brown eyes wide as if hypnotized. His ashen face was washed in the white glow of his screen, drawing deeper lines on the purple, almost bruised skin beneath his eyes. You’d seen that look on other faces before and the ending was not so happy.

“Hey…you should call your dad sometime,” you said.

Leo broke from his trance, pulling away and stuffing his phone back into his pockets.

“I know.”

The silence was accompanied by glimpses of polished stone on fresh dug soil, the smell of cut grass. Your hand on a cool surface, flowers in hand.

You pressed the rose back up to your nose, nodding back at him.

“See you around, Leo.”

“Don’t get caught, Fox.”

Your fingers throbbed again, the blue glowing beneath your jacket.

#my writing #detroit become human #dbh fanfic #reader insert #dbh connor #rk800 #connor rk800 x reader #rk800 x reader #connor x reader #the pig and the fox

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@historyandqueershenanigans @sans--seraph @reallyintoscience all tagged me 💖💖💖 I love you all to pieces

Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics, then tag ten people! If you’ve written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

So I definitely have more than ten fanfics to my name, but before I started writing sandman I had about a 5-6 year gap in writing so I don't know if that counts as recent whoops. I'll include them for the nostalgia factor I guess

A View to a Dream (Fandom: Sandman. Ship: Dreamling. 2023 WIP)

“009, you’re being redirected. A new mission has been assigned to you.” Q’s voice is quiet, but firm, allowing no room for arguments.

they say our love's just like Magic (Fandom: Sandman. Ship: Dreamling. 2023 Oneshot/Complete)

"Hurry up, Hob, we're going to be late!" Johanna's voice rings through Hob's entryway. 

Wake Up & Smell The Flowers (Fandom: Sandman. Ship: Dreamling. 2023 Oneshot/Complete)

The shop has been barely open for fifteen minutes when Hob hears the bell ding. He smiles. He’s pretty sure he knows who has just walked in the door. 

Midnight Pleasures (Fandom: Sandman. Ship: Dreamling. 2023 WIP)

He wakes to his hands and feet bound.

"Hob Gadling," a deep voice growls. "Did you truly think you could deceive me?"

and if I get burned, at least we were electrified (Fandom: Sandman. Ship: Hobrinthian/Hobrintheus. 2023 Complete)

Hob Gadling is not sure what drove him to take a smoke near the dilapidated White Horse tavern instead of just outside The New Inn, but he’s now wishing he'd stuck closer to civilization as he would’ve completely avoided the mess he’s currently in.

Descent (Fandom: Tiger & Bunny. Ship: one sided Mattia/Barnaby. 2022 Oneshot/Complete)

Mattia spends hours and hours relaying everything he knows to the Stern Bild police. He lets them probe about his research, fumbles when he admits he has no idea who his sponsor has been this entire time, and cries when he realizes that yes, all his colleagues are confirmed dead.

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Nate is pretty sure his soulmate is the most forgetful person on the planet.

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Meine Canon Kompatiblen (mehr oder weniger) Fics:

Diejenigen unter meinen Fics, die nicht ihr eigenes Verse darstellen und tatsächlich in den Canon passen (mehr oder weniger zumindest), sind vor allem Shorts und ein paar One-Shots, die in meinen drei Sammlungen „The Flash-Shorts“, „Legends of Tomorrow-Shorts“ und „Infinite Earths One-Shots und Shorts“ zu finden sind, da ich in diesen Sammlungen Fics aus meinen verschiedensten Verses gesammelt habe.

 https://www.fanfiktion.de/s/5cb89c9700000b7b32eeb661/4/The-Flash-Shorts-Sammlung

 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13264164/4/The-Flash-Shorts-Sammlung

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 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13251635/2/Legends-of-Tomorrow-Shorts-Sammlung

  https://www.fanfiktion.de/s/5db581df00000b7b2abbd0be/1/Infinite-Earths-Oneshots-und-Shorts-Sammlung

 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13418835/1/Infinite-Earths-Oneshots-und-Shorts-Sammlung

 In der „The Flash-Shorts-Sammlung“ finden sich „Flirten und hübsche Augen“, „Und an jedem anderen Tag ebenfalls“ sowie „Pflicht“. Diese drei Fics habe ich während/zur fünften Staffel von „The Flash“ geschrieben, und es handelt sich im Grunde um Reaction-Fics zu bestimmten Szenen bzw. im Fall von „Und an jedem anderen Tag ebenfalls“ zum Staffelfinale an sich. In „Flirten und hübsche Augen“ führt das Bi-Disaster-Ehepaar Westallen ein ernstes Gespräch mit ihrer Tochter Nora nach deren Intermezzo mit den Young Rogues. Und „Pflicht“ dreht sich um David Singh, von dem ja im Finale der 5. Staffel endlich bestätigt wurde, dass er weiß, dass Barry der Flash ist, und darum wie und wann er das herausgefunden hat und was er seit dem mit diesem Wissen angestellt hat. „Pflicht“ war eine Fic, die ich schon immer schreiben wollte, und nach der fünften Staffel endlich als Canon kompatible Fic schreiben konnnte.

In der „Legends of Tomorrow-Shorts-Sammlung“ finden sich „Zeit“, „Die Insassen übernehmen die Anstalt“, „Der Preis“ und „Ray Palmer goes to Hell“. Hierbei handelt es sich um wieder um Reaction Fics, dieses Mal zur vierten Staffel von „Legends of Tomorrow“ bzw. im Fall von „Die Insassen übernehmen die Anstalt“ eher zu siebten Staffel von „Arrow“, in dieser Fic erfahren wir, was die Legends getrieben haben, während Sara in Star City zu Besuch war. „Zeit“ dreht sich um Hank Heywood und seine letzten Gedanken, „Der Preis“ behandelt die Ereignisse des Staffelfinales, und „Ray Palmer goes to Hell“ ist eine pure Crack-Fic, die die Hintergründe von Vandal Savages Cameo-Auftritt in der Hölle behandelt.

In der „Infinite Earths One-Shots und Shorts-Sammlung“ finden sich  „Erde-2“, „Akzeptanz“, „Du“ und „Eine Flasche voll Schnee“.

„Erde-2“ spielt direkt nach der ersten Folge der 8. Staffel von „Arrow“ und ist ein wenig anders als die anderen Fics auf dieser Liste, da ich hier ziemlich viel dazu erfinde, was Laurel von Erde-2 so getrieben hat zwischen ihren Auftritten gegen Ende der siebten Staffel von „Arrow“ und vor Beginn von Staffel 8. In dieser Fic findet sie sich selbst und baut sich ein neues Leben auf Erde-2 auf, was die Ereignisse zu Beginn von Staffel 8 um so tragischer macht. In dieser Fic lernen wir auch die Erde-2 Version von Sara Lance kennen, und ich kläre die ganze „Robert Queen war doch der Hood in „The Flash“, aber jetzt ist es auf einmal Adrian Chase“-Verwirrung auf. Und außerdem gibt es die Arroverse-Version von KGBiest zu sehen.

 „Akzeptanz“ ist eine Reaction Fic zu der Zeitschleifen-Folge in der 8. Staffel von „Arrow“. Denn wir alle mussten in dieser Folge immerhin noch einmal mit Oliver zusammen um Quentin weinen und um Oliver selbst ebenfalls. „Du“ hingegen ist eine Reaction-Fic zu „The Temptation of Barry Allen Part 1“ aus der sechsten Staffel von „The Flash“. Diese Fic ist einer meiner kürzsten Shorts und ein Stilexperiment und wie der Titel schon sagt spricht Barry hier mit jemanden ganz bestimmten und hat einiges zu sagen.

Und zuletzt ist da „Eine Flasche von Schnee“ meine einzige Canon kompatible „Supergirl“-Fic und meine einzige vermutlich wirlich Canon kompatible Arrowverse-Fic, die nach „Crisis on Infinite Earths“ spielt. „Paradox“ und „Injustice“ sind in der Theorie ebenfalls Canon kompatibel, aber vor allem eher in der Theorie eben. Wie auch immer, „Eine Flasche von Schnee“ ist wieder mal einer meiner Versuche clever zu sein, es geht um Brainy und ist eine Fic zu „The Bottle Episode“ auf der fünften Staffel von „Supergirl“. Der Leser soll denken, dass der Erzähler unser Brainy ist, bis enthüllt wird, dass es sich um den Brainy handelt, die die Flasche mit seiner Erde darin mit sich herumschleppt. Brainy wurde meiner Meinung nach von den Autoren der Serie viel zu oft nur als Comic Relief verwendet, obwohl so viel tragisches Potential vorhanden war (die Autoren von „Legends“ konnten immer beides tun, es schließt sich nicht unbedingt aus), diese Fic ist mein Versuch das zu korrigieren. Und wo wir gerade von Brainy und der Flasche sprechen … Hat irgendjemand von Earth Prime diese gerettete Erde jemals wieder aus der Flasche gelassen? Ich denke nicht. Offenbar haben die Autoren darauf genau wie auf jede Form der Charakter-Entwicklung für Brainy in Staffel 6 einfach vergessen.

Für AO3 habe ich alle meine Arrowverse-Fic-Sammlungen neu strukutriert. Alle von mir hier erwähnten Fics findet ihr dort in der neuen Fic „Arrowverse: One-Shots und Shorts“.

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/34691938/chapters/86375023

#Arrowverse #Fanfiction #The Flash #legends of tomorrow #Arrow #Supergirl

[stilloutofmyvulcanmind]

Month of Love Challenge Day 1

“You have a picture of me? On your fridge?” Requested by @musikat18

Pairing: Ray Palmer x Reader

Word count: 650

Warnings: None

“As much as I appreciate it, you don’t have to stay, Y/N,” Ray said as he slowly lowered himself down onto the sofa with a pained groan, “I can manage by myself.”

“So if I left you alone you’d get all the recommended bed rest? Spend two whole weeks not doing a damned thing?” You asked in return, turning to face him with your hands on your hips. 

“Well…”

“That’s what I thought. Now, I’m going to put my things up in the spare room then see about lunch, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good.” 

Doing as you’d said, you picked up the case you’d brought in with you and carried it into the spare room Ray had at his place. It hadn’t been the plan to spend two weeks living here, playing nurse, but Ray had gotten hurt saving you, so really it was the least you could do, you thought. Plus you didn’t mind getting to spend all this quality time with him if you were being honest. You didn’t think Ray minded either despite his protests to the contrary. 

Finished with the unpacking, you headed straight back into the kitchen to see what you could cook and take note of what you’d need to buy, but when you got to the fridge, you paused. The silver metal was clean and bare except for one thing pinned to the middle with a magnet. It was a photo. You remembered it being taken last year at a friend’s birthday party when you were all happy and having a great time. Only, it had been a group photo, and the one you were currently looking at wasn’t. You could see the arms of your friends next to you, but the image had been trimmed until it was just you. 

You plucked it out from under the magnet and went back into the living room where Ray was still in his spot on the sofa, reading something on a tablet. He looked up when you came in. You leaned against the doorway and waved the photo in the air. “You have a picture of me? On your fridge?”

“I-” Even from a distance you could see Ray’s blush as he rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled awkwardly, “I can explain.”

“I’m listening.”

“Just that…I wanted a reminder of that night.” 

“You wanted a reminder so decided to cut everyone else out of it?”

“I…” Ray stopped, seemed to have a change of heart, and started again, “I only wanted the reminder of you. You looked beautiful,” he admitted quietly.

“Oh.” So maybe now you were the one with heat rushing to your cheeks.

“Sorry. That’s super creepy, right? Just me having your picture like that! Honestly didn’t think you’d ever be here to see it. You can throw it away, if you want. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” Ray rambled on.

“No, no, it’s okay. I just didn’t know you thought that. About me.”

“How could I not? You’re wonderful.”

Dragging your eyes back up from the photo to look at Ray, you offered him a soft smile. “Thank you...I’ve...always thought the same about you, too.”

“You have?” His voice sounded hopeful.

“I mean, yeah? You’re smart and kind andalsoreallyhandsome,” you said in a rush, completely avoiding his gaze again.

“That’s a pretty big compliment coming from you.”

“Plenty would disagree with that.”

“I wouldn’t.”

You nodded and cleared your throat, “I’m...I’m gonna get started on that lunch. Soup okay?”

“Perfect.”

“Good. Good. I’ll....get right on that.” Turning sharply on your heels you left, sliding the doors that joined the rooms together shut. 

Standing in the kitchen once more you looked down at the photo in your hand for a few moments before returning it to its spot on the fridge once more, a small smile playing on your lips.

This would be an interesting couple of weeks.

#ray palmer x reader #Ray palmer #ray palmer imagine #ray palmer oneshot

[margoshansons]

TITLE: the Gang celebrates Beebo Day

SHIP: atomicwonder, Ray/Alex

Notes: it’s fluffy and I love it

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“Happy Beebo day,” Alex teased from underneath the covers, gently stroking the arm that wrapped around her, her husband stirring ever so slightly at the sound of her voice.

“Merry Christmas to you too” Ray’s voice was soft and held a slight husk to it, the likes of which begged her to stay in bed and keep him to herself.

Ray’s eyebrows creased in confusion as he looked around their shared bedroom, as if he didn’t quite believe the silence that stood between the couple.

“Where’s Stevie?” Ray yawned, his arm cradling her shoulder as the two of them leaned against the headboard.

Alex’s lips twitched upward into a playful smile, “as his Christmas gift to you, Mick offered to watch him for the whole day.”

“So what you’re saying is—“

“You have me all to yourself today” Alex smirked, biting her lip as she snuggled closer, basking in the warmth of her husband.

“Well speaking of Christmas presents” Ray announced, pulling himself off the bed and leaving a cold spot where he once was. The over dramatic pout Alex wore on her face faded as Ray held out a small gift in his hand, crawling back underneath the covers and handing her the present.

“I thought we said no gifts this year,” Alex protested, guilt forming a knot in her stomach at the thought of not getting Ray anything but a day without Steven.

Ray shrugged, a small smile on the edge of his lips, “trying to ask me not to give gifts on Christmas is like trying to ask Mick not to enjoy fire”

The chuckle that left Alex’s mouth relieved tension from her shoulders and she shook her head before sliding her finger underneath the seam, the tape peeling off with ease to reveal the small box underneath.

“You got me a box?” Alex gasped, a teasing smile forming on her face, “you shouldn’t have”

Ray rolled his eyes at the joke, “you know, as much as I love you, that joke does get old.”

Alex’s laughter filled the space between them as her nails sliced through the tape on either side, the lid opening up to reveal a small bracelet with clear beads opposite each other. She pulled it out the soft sound of water sloshing in one of the beads as she examined the gift.

“Zari took me on a trip to Themyscira” Ray began to explain, “I managed to steal some water from the sea and some dirt from the highest point of the island”

Alex’s chest burst into warmth at the sound of that. He had gone to all that trouble, just to get her a piece of home.

“I know how much you missed the island,” Ray continued, his finger moving up and down, scratching her arm as she placed the bracelet around her dainty wrist, “Now you can take a little piece of home with you wherever you go”

Alex leaned in, pressing her lips to Ray’s in a grateful gesture, her hand cradling his cheek. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

He bobbed his head, “I’ve heard it once or twice”

Playfully pushing his shoulder, Alex snuggled in close to him, relishing in her day off and the warmth that surrounded her.

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Tagged: @witchofinterest @agb-random @angelaofhels

#otp: can i go where you go #otp: id find you and choose you #ship: atomicwonder #ship: ralex #atomicwonder #ralex #ficmas #dctv ficmas #my fics #oneshot #ray palmer x oc #ray palmer oneshot #legends of tomorrow fic #ray palmer fic #oc: alexandra prince #oc: alex prince

[ginger-canary]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sara Lance/Ava Sharpe Characters: Sara Lance, Ava Sharpe, Amaya Jiwe, Zari Tomaz, Wally West, Mick Rory, Nate Heywood, Ray Palmer Additional Tags: Femslash, Femslash February, guys this is not serious, just really funny, at least I think so, AvaLance Summary:

This story's based on a CAH result; "If I'm a cinnamon roll, too good for this world. Too pure. And you're for the aesthetic, then who's driving the waverider?"

After defeating Mallus, Nate wanted to help Sara and Ava relax. If only Mick hadn't set the fruit on fire, causing Nate to give Sara and Ava lyoga root tea. Honestly I loved writing this so please enjoy.

#sara lance #ava sharpe #avalance #avalance fic #ray palmer #amaya jiwe #zari tomaz #wally west #nate heywood #mick rory #femslash #femslash february #legends of tomorrow #oneshot #writing

[happyimagines]

Legends of Tomorrow: Ray/Reader/Nate

Request: Can I get a Nate heywood x reader x Ray Palmer fic where u are all dating but he team doesn’t know about you because the guys are nervous/don’t know how to bring it up and one day u get caught by the rest of the team when you and ur boyfriends are cuddling in Ray’s room? Can it be fluffy and sweet? I know it’s allot but please and thank you!

(Author’s Note: I hope you like it and thanks for requesting!)

Holding my breath, I looked up at Zari from my laptop screen.  She took a deep breath and nodded.

“Three, two, one.” The two of us pressed the final key on our boards. The cloaking device that had been set up for the Waverider had been recreated for a possible tool that we could use for ourselves. However, the second it had turned invisible to our eyes, there was a spark and the device began smoking when it became visible.

I groaned and put my head down on the table as Zari fanned the fumes away from her face.

“Okay, it did turn invisible for a second.” I sat up straight. “Okay, so how about we take a breather, and we’ll come back to this later?”

“Yeah, I’m exhausted.” Zari closed her laptop and stretched. “I’m going to get something to eat, you hungry?”

“I’ll probably get something, I want to clean up first and see what happened.”

“Alright, get some rest.” Zari nodded, and I heard the doors slide open and close behind me.

With a sigh, I rolled my shoulders and went back to my laptop. As I worked, I shuddered as I felt a kiss on my jaw.

“You okay?” Ray asked wrapping his arms around my waist. I leaned back into his chest and sighed.

“I don’t know, I’ve been trying to work on cloaking devices but,” I gestured to the circuit board that was still smoking. “Do you mind taking a look?”

“Sure,” Ray unwrapped his arms from his sides and took a look at the board. As he did, I turned my computer around to him and my leg leaned against his.

“Where’s Nate?” I yawned propping my elbow on the table and putting my chin in my hand.

“He’s in the library. You should get some sleep.” Ray put down the board and closed my laptop to look at me.

“I’m exhausted, but I need to finish this.” I whined.

“You should sleep.” Ray looked at me. “Come on,” He stood up and held out a hand towards me. I took it and got up from my seat. Still holding his hand, I followed Ray to the library where Nate was looking between books and papers from the desk.

“What’s going on?” Nate asked looking up at us.

“You and (Y/N) need to take a break.” Ray told him.

I sighed and joined Nate. I sat on the arm of his chair and kissed the top of his head. Nate put a hand on my waist.

“He’s got a point.” Nate sighed. “I saw Zari, she said that your project’s still in progress.”

“Yeah, that progress then ended up in smoke.” I stifled a yawn. “I think you’re right.” I looked at Ray.

“Maybe I can get some food, and then we can all watch some TV.” Ray suggested with a grin.

I looked at Nate who was looking at me with a smile. I smiled at my boyfriends. “I’ll take a break if Nate does.”

Ray grinned understanding my intentions.

“Alright fine,” Nate closed his notebooks and pulled me into his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and Ray kissed the top of his head before leaving to get food. As he did, I put my head on Nate’s shoulder who sighed contentedly as he rubbed my arm.

“Let me guess, you were going to spend the whole night in the lab, weren’t you?”

I lifted my head. “Yep, mainly because I was coming so close to finishing the bands.” Nate raised his eyebrows remembering my previous statement. “Yes, they went up in smoke, but they did turn invisible!”

“Yeah, maybe Ray’s right about taking a break.” Nate sighed. “We should see what he’s making.”

Sitting with my legs crossed, I rested my chin in my hand as my eyelids grew heavier. As my eyelids fell, my laptop screen became much more difficult to read. If they weren’t slightly open, I wouldn’t have noticed that it was pulled away.

“Can I have my laptop back?” I asked Ray who closed it.

“You’re literally falling asleep.” He told me. The mattress dipped as Ray lay next to me. I stretched my legs out and lay down with my head on his shoulder. As I drifted off to sleep, I felt the other side of the mattress dip and Nate who was talking to Ray.

“See, I told you.” Charlie’s voice woke the three of us with a start.

With sleep still heavy in my eyes, I sat up and Nate’s arm that was wrapped around my waist fell on my lap. I gaped at Sara who stood in the doorway of the bedroom with Zari and Charlie. Ray and Nate pushed themselves into a sitting position next to me.

“You know what? This actually makes sense.” Zari looked at Sara.

“Frankly, I’m surprised Gideon didn’t give us up.” Ray added as he became more awake.

“I am not one to talk about who may kiss who.” Gideon told us.

“Just don’t let Mick find out and turn us into Rebecca Silver characters.”

#Legends of tomorrow imagines #legends of tomorrow oneshots #dc comics imagines #dc comics oneshots #nate heywood imagines #Nate Heywood oneshots #ray palmer imagines #Ray Palmer oneshots

[krysalla-archive]

mobile masterlist - updated 5/17/2022

all works / prompts / fic recs / about + rules / read on a03

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SERIES AND ONESHOTS

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COMPANY - DICK GRAYSON X F!READER ***

CICATRIX - DICK GRAYSON X READER

COME AWAY WITH ME - GERALT OF RIVIA X F!READER

I’M TRANSFORMED PT 1 - JONATHAN CRANE X F!READER

PROMPT REQUESTS

BRUCE WAYNE X READER

we can’t do this kiss

what do we do now?

CLARK KENT X READER

upside down/spiderman kiss

DICK GRAYSON X READER

honey

starry-eyed

with no space left between us ***

run her hands through my hair

only blue or black days

with a hoarse voice, under the blanket

a gentle i love you followed by neck kisses

a gentle i love you whispered after a soft kiss, followed immediately by a stronger kiss

routine kiss

we fell asleep on the couch together on accident

a whisper in your ear

surprise kiss

slowly, the words dripping from your tongue like honey

aamukaste

i had to see you again

raising the other’s hand to their lips to kiss it softly

tender eyelid and nose kisses before finally sealing the deal 

velvet

DONNA TROY X READER

starry-eyed

stars ***

lingering kiss

you better have a good reason for waking me up at the ass-crack of dawn

window & blue

JASON TODD X READER

jawline kiss

in the dark kiss

in a whisper

lightly brushing hair out of their eyes

unbuttoning or unzipping clothing

geborgenheit

KORIAND’R X READER

moonlight

POISON IVY X READER

eyelid kiss

RAY PALMER X READER

hand kiss

ANAKIN SKYWALKER X READER

a kiss on the underside of the jaw

when one of them is hurt and the other is tending to their wounds

DIN DJARIN X READER

heartbeat

ALUCARD X READER

sitting close and knees touching

JOHN WICK X READER

honey

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[lovergirl-000]

that-random-nerdy-person -> ur-local-disaster-simp -> lovergirl-000

check out london boy here !!

check out my oneshot book here !!

london boy officially has it's own tag!! -> em's london boy & london boy updates are it's two tags!

I can/will write on occasion, if you want to request anything i write for the following: 🤍Neil Perry - dead poets society

🤍Jess mariano - Gilmore Girls

🤍Ray Palmer - Legends of Tomorrow

🤍Sokka - ATLA

🤍Zuko - ALTA

🤍 Mischa Bachinski - RTC

🤍Benny Weir - MBAV

🤍Freddy Freeman - Shazam

🤍Matt Murdock - Daredevil

🤍Steve Harrington - Stranger Things

(more to be added)

#em can talk but shouldn't

[nedyma]

Ⲃ𝓵ⲟⲟⲙⲓⲛ𝓰​

Ray sets out a blanket, planning on enjoying the Spring weather. Snart joins him.

#dctv #legends of tomorrow #coldatom #leonard snart #ray palmer #my writing #this is really simple #just a oneshot i did forever ago with an edit #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #the link is there if you want to read it

[bonniebird]

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+   “People think if they put on a costume they can just get away with anything they want. Halloween is Christmas for jerks.”

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[afaimsarrowverse]

Arrowverse: My 25 Favorite Fan-Ships

After doing my favorite Canon-Ships, here are my favorite Non-Canon-Ships of the Arrowverse. Like always . This is my blog, this is my list, it is in no way objective, everyone is entiled to their own opinion, so please don’t reblog or answer just to tell me how much you disagree with me. You can’t quantify love, well except with stupid lists like this, just because a ship is not on this list does not mean I don’t like it - except when it does - so…. yeah, here we go

  25. Snowbertallen (Caitlin Snow/Julian Albert/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at in: The Flash Season 3

 While I don’t really see Caitlin and Barry as a romantic pairing, both of them did work quite well with Julian and in a world where Barry couldn’t save Iris, I actually could see him ending up with those two instead. I always wanted to write a fic about that but never came around to, but this threesome exists in my Arrowmultiverse – read „Multiversity“.

 24.  Coldwestallen (Leonard Snart/Iris West/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at in: The Flash Season 2-3

 This is one of my ships, maybe a little bit guilty pleasure, and I can’t really see this happening in canon, but before I decided to bring Eddie back, I was toying with this idea as endgame for my A/B/O-Arrowverse, after all Leonard works very well with both of them, so yeah, I definifly loved this ship.

 23.  Kalex (Kara Danvers/Lex Luthor)

 Hinted at: Crisis on Infinite Earths, Supergirl Season 4-5

 I discovered this one for me during „Crisis on Infinite Earths“ and was like … why is this ship not more prominent, I mean after all there where some hints of it before. In any way their chemistry is great and it’s a shame that pretty much everyone has given up or fled the Supergirl-Fandom at this point so no one is going to write anything about them any time soon. But maybe someone will once try a Crisis-AU where they will be found.

 22.  Karry (Kara Danvers/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: Worlds Finest, Invasion, Duet, Crisis on Infnite Earths, Elseworlds, Crisis on Infinite Earths

 I actually prefer them as besties, because they each have an actual True Love in their own universe, but like anyone else, I love them together. They are probably to simelar to work as a couple on the long run, but as female partners for Barry go, Kara is definitfly up there at the top.

 21. BloodArrow (Sebastian Blood/Oliver Queen)

 Hinted at: Arrow Season 2

 I discovered this while working on a Sebastian Blood Oneshot. I reread „Vengance“ and worked their relationship out and remembered how much I always regretted losing Sebastian at this point of his storyline, because those two had a connection. A better one than Laurel and Sebastian actually, and in many ways Oliver was more of an actual Love Interest for Sebastian than Laurel. Not that Ollie would ever go for this, but Sebastian might have. Who knows?

 20.  Tauriver (Tommy Merlyn/Laurel Lance/Oliver Queen)

 Hinted at: Arrow Season 1

 Back in Season 1 I shipped this, because I don’t really believe in love triangles between three people that geniunily love each other. So this would have been the obvious solution. If Oliver and Tommy would just haved shared Laurel or touched it other as well, well, that would have been up to them. I think that given it’s Tommy, Oliver might have actually gone full in for this.

 19.  Timekid (Wally West/Rip Hunter)

 Hinted at: Legends of Tomororw Season 3

 After I saw Rip and Wally do karaoke and get wasted together I was expecting a load of fics, but somehow this pairings seems to have eluded almost everyone. Maybe because no one really cares about Wally? Or because Rip was in bad standing in the middle of that Season? I don’t know, but for me this was a non-brainer.

 18.  Saramaya (Sara Lance/Amaya Jiwe)

 Hinted at: Legends of Tomorrow Season 2-3

 I really don’t know why everyone is going on about Kendra and Sara, when they could be going on about this ship were there is actual tension and actual chemistry there. And Doomworld. Don’t forget Doomworld. Where those two totally did it, you can’t change my mind about that.

 17.  Toliver (Tommy Merlyn/Oliver Queen)

 Hinted at: Arrow Season 1-8

 This ship kept coming and going in my mind, because aren’t Oliver and Tommy more like brothers and than like lovers? In the end I saw the potential for a romantic love between them and stettled on it as something that could have been very interesting if done right. I dabbled a little bit with TommyX in that pairing, but why not real Tommy as well?

 16.  Monwinn (Mon-El/Winn Schott)

 Hinted at: Supergirl Season 2-3, It’s a Super Life

 To bad Winn came back married to someone that isn’t Mon-El, because this is what should have happened, you know? Of course Kara is Mon-Els One True Love, but he and Winn were always great together, and given Winn is open minded and Daxamites are not hetero normative this was what we would have wanted after losing both of them in the same episode of the show.

 15.  Kanvers (Kate Kane/Kara Danvers)

 Hinted at: Elseworlds, Crisis on Infinite Earths, The one and only Season of Batwoman

 I figured out why certain hate groups afflilated with „Supergirl“ hate Kate so much (It took me quite some time to rap my head around this), it’s because Kate is Karas only canonical female love interest and those people just can’t stand that thought. Now sady as gone for good as Batmoore Kanvers was what I would have originally wanted for Kara after it became clear that Mon-El was not coming back to the show. I mean I love Kate, and Kara did flirt back, so why the hell not?

 14.  Irivarry (Iris West/Oliver Queen/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: The Flash Season 1, Invasion, Crisis on Earth-X, Elseworlds

 While I stumbled over quite a few fics that include Oliver, Felicity, and Barry, I never really found this one, even though it’s much more obvious to me. After all this was set up way back in the first season of „The Flash“ and especially in Season 5 and a certain part of Season 7 of „Arrow“ I felt that it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch for Oliver to visit our favourite Canon-Pairing in Central City and crash on their couch indefinitly which would lead too many interesting things among them this threesome. And yes, again a fic I never got around to write.

 13.  Atomsteelwavevixen (Ray Palmer/Nate Heywood/Mick Rory/Amaya Jiwe)

 Hinted at: Legends of Tomorrow Season 2-3

 I prefere Steelatom and Vixenwave as bros, but as a foursome those four rock the libido and the Waverider. Given how much I do ship Atomwave and Vixensteel and that I also do ship Steelwave und Atomvixen that shouldn’t be a surprise, and you should know by now, that I do believe more partners make (fictional) relationships easier instead of more complicated.

 12. Captains3 (Sara Lance/Rip Hunter/Leonard Snart)

 Hinted at: Legends of Tomorrow Season 1

 Given that Sara and Rip, Sara and Leonard, and Leonard and Rip would not last together, my solution to this would be to get together as a threesome. Which was after all my endgame in my biggest Fanfiction-Verse and turned out to be a smashing idea.

 11.  Eobarry (Eobard Thawne/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: The Flash Season 1-6 (so far)

 Fanboy Eobard might have come to hate Barry, but a part of him never stopped loving the scarlet speedster as we all know. What kind of love that was may have varied, but this kind was probably among it, and I think that if he would prove to Barry that he could change Barry would always give him a chance, because that’s after all who Barry is.

 10.  GreenAtom (Oliver Queen/Ray Palmer)

 Hinted at: Arrow Season 3-4, Legends of Tomorrow Season 1, Crisis on Infinite Earths

 A very underapprecaited ship that I love dearly. Ray und Oliver together have so much potential. I dabbled a little bit with that, but only few other ever did. Ray would basically be a better version of Felicity, having all what the fans love about their dynamic, but none of the issues that come with her. Also Oliver would date another hero, which is always a plus.

 9.      Elongflash (Ralph Dibny/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: The Flash Season 4-6

 I frankly never understood why people did not ship them more and there are so little fanfics about those two, I mean it’s a classic love story really. Attraction first, misunderstanding leading to years of silence, meeting again and talking it out, becoming friend and eventually more. I did dabble with it a bit and wish others would have taken to that ship around Season 4 already and not only in the last couple of years.

 8.      Allenbert (Barry Allen/Julian Albert)

 Hinted at: The Flash Season 3

 For a long time I thought that that would be the reveal about Julians problem with Barry. Appearantly so did the actors. Or at least they wished it were. Their hate-love was so enjoyable and fans had their fun with this at least but could have had more fun still. Tom mentoned that was ready to come back to the show sometime back, and while I have little hope for that I still want it to happen so that we can get more interaction between them on screen.

 7.      Winniac-5 (Winn Schott/Brainiac-5)

 Hinted at: Supergirl Season 3 and Season 5

 I am one out of two persons in the world who ships this, but I ship it hard. I wanted Winn to have love, but after it became clear that the actress who played his Season 2 love interest wasn’t coming back, it probably had also become clear that Jeremy did plan on leaving the show, so the writers didn’t bother anymore, but Brainy crashed so beautifully with him so I picked him for that role. And even though I love Nia and Brainia I love Winniac-5 more.

 6.      Olivarry (Oliver Queen/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: Arrow Season 2-3, The Flash Season 1, Legends of Yesterday/Today, Invasion, Crisis on Earth-X, Elseworlds, Crisis on Infinite Earths, Arrow Season 7-8

 As unlucky as Olivers love life is, maybe that’s the case because the actual love of his life happens to be a man, which he is not willing to admit to himself of course. I mean we all remember the joke about Barry wanting to date Oliver and agree on that probably being true, but Oliver cleary is kind of in love with Barry too. He has been very different with him than most if not all other males in his life so there definitifly is something going on there.

 5.      Coldflash (Leonard Snart/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: The Flash Season 1-3, Legends of Tomorrow Season 1-2, Invasion

 Leonard flirts with everything that moves, but Barry has a special place in his heart and we all love that. Leonard ist a player however, and makes sure everyone knows that, but if there is one person out there who he would be willing to change for it would probably be Barry. If only they weren’t mortal frenemies and Leonard wasn’t – you know – dead.

 4.      Thallen (Eddie Thawne/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: The Flash Season 1-3

 Barry und Eddie were crushing hard on each other, there is no denying that. They even had a moment onscreen where the tension between them was aknowleged (remember the sofa-scene?). I saw a pretty accurate joke about the Season 1 love triangle once which stated that Iris felt guilty about having feelings for Barry while dating Eddie, while Eddie at the same time was doodeling Eddie Allen in his notebook and that really nails it, doesn’t it?

 3.      Timecanary (Rip Hunter/Sara Lance)

 Hinted at: Legends of Tomororw Season 1-3

 Sara has many admirers onscreen and out of all her many suitors Rip is the one I would want to see her ending up with. If he wasn’t dead, that is. Rip kind of had a thing for her from day one on and during Season 2 she seemed to realize that she had feelings for him too, but sadly Season 3 ripped them apart (pardon the pun) in every possible way. But there is still fanfic. I just wish there were more of it with them as the main couple.

 2.      Atomwave (Ray Palmer/Mick Rory)

 Hinted at: Legends of Tomorrow Season 1-5, Crisis on Infinite Earths

 This is my Legends-OTP and I am still not over the fact that Ray is out of the show and so is this ship! When Iris und Barry got together on „The Flash“ even my brother was like: „Wait a moment … Barry und Iris are a couple, that means Mick still has a shot to get Ray next season!“ So yeah, no one could deny that their relationship was very prominent in the first two seasons. Sadly it faded in the backround when Ray met Nora Darhk, but in my opinion this would have been the much healthier endgame for him, which is why you find traces of this ship in pretty much all of my Arrowverse Fanfics.

  1.      Westhallen (Iris West/Eddie Thawne/Barry Allen)

 Hinted at: The Flash Season 1-3

 This is how you solve a love triangle, that does not need to be one, when all three parties have certain feelings for all the other members of the triangle: Just get them all together. I mean I love Westhawne, I love Thallen, and I love Westallen, but most of all I love Westhallen. Too bad poly is still a taboo in TV, and don’t get me started on the sin of killing of Eddie and never ever bringing him back not even an alternate version of him or something like that, but yeah in my heart those three were happy with each other and when Eddie died both Iris und Barry lost the man they loved. (And sometimes they got him back and other times they never lost him at all).

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[imagine-the-feels]

No Turning Back

Request:  Ello, was hoping if you could do a request with the reader for Brandon Routh aka Ray Palmer to a song called in my head by Galantis

For: Anony

Word Count: 1256

A/N:  I’M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG ANONY! I’m actually very proud in the way this turned out, but if this wasn’t what you were looking for, tell me!

Song Here

Ray had it bad, everyone could tell.

They just couldn’t tell for who. 

It had started a while ago, when Ray was still pining for Kendra after their breakup. Lenny and Sarah had forced him to go outside of the Waverider and do something useful than staying in his room all the time until they had a mission.

He didn’t have a choice, since they locked him out of the ship as soon as they pushed him out, so he went wandering.

And that’s where he met you, robbing a museum exhibit.You were dressed weird for 2017, with what looked like steampunk goggles on top of your head, finger-less leather gloves that were bounded with plates of steel, and a large tan trench boat that stopped at the top of your black combat boots.

When you saw him, you smirked, grasping the artifact you just stole in your hands, a fragment of a yellow jasper face .

You strutted over to the mesmerized man, who couldn’t take his eyes off of you,  taking his lips into a sweet kiss with one hand on his cheek.

When you pulled back, you just winked at him, patting his chin lightly. “Baby,” you said, in a sultry but whiny tone that made him want to do anything you asked. “You’re not supposed to be here.”

He couldn’t register your words, but you shrugged, stepping back with a wide grin. “Doesn’t matter, we’ll make it work regardless.”

You walked away from him, Ray still frozen with his lips tingling as you lifted our hand and a blue vortex shot out of your glove. You were just about to step through before Ray stopped you. 

“Wait!”

You looked back curiously, and immediately he was at a loss for words again.

“How do I--what’s your--where are you--”

“Don’t worry Baby,” you smirked, blowing a kiss before placing the steampunk goggles on your face. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

From then on, Ray couldn’t get you out of his head.

He couldn’t stop thinking about the taste of your lips, the way your body molded against his own--it felt so right.

But...he didn’t even know you.

For a few weeks, he went on a few missions with the others, thinking that if he gave it some time he’d forget all about it. But you were so distracting he couldn’t help it.

Eventually Sarah noticed his love-struck phase, questioning him about it. 

“I don’t know,” he just breathed, looking so sad and lost that Sarah let it go.

The next time he sees you, you appear in his room in your googles, gloves, but a tank-top and a pair of shorts were the only clothes you sported. You looked frustrated, and were pouting to the point that you bottom lip poked out. You stomped over to where he laid on his bed, straddling him without any warning before laying your head on his chest. “Why are you so difficult?” You mumbled, snuggling in closer.

Ray felt a sigh of relief release in his body, and his world shifted on its axis just as it did last time. Without thinking he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.  “I’m sorry?” He replied, still having no idea what you were talking about.

You sighed, sitting up on him, looking down in sorrow. “You don’t even know me yet,” you observed, shaking your head and letting out a laugh that was accompanied by a few tears.

Immediately Ray sat up and wiped them away, cooing at you to stop crying until you eventually calmed down. When you did, you both were close enough to each other that you could see your reflection in his eyes.

You leaned forward, and to your surprise so did Ray as you both settled on a sweet kiss for a few minutes. When you both settled for some air, he looked ready to combust from euphoria.

“Who are you?” He whispered, his eyes still closed. “Why do you do this to me.”

You giggled, and his eyes opened quickly in awe at the sound. You leaned forward and brushed the bottom of his ear with your nose, hugging him tightly. “That’s a question I always ask you. But it’s nice to know you were just as whipped.”

You pulled back, fixing your clothes before opening up another vortex. 

“Oh, and you can call me (Y/N),” was the last thing you said before disappearing. 

You both continue the affair, at least once a week you visit Ray in his room at the same time so there’s never any surprise visits. You both just talk, get to know each other (or at least him getting to know you, because you know everything already), and you both makeout quite a bit.

You made him promise not to tell any of the other legends though, and because he knows for a fact that he can’t deny you anything, he agrees. You eventually give him one of your time-traveling gloves, so that if he wants you he can “call”. You make sure he knows not to step through yet though, he needs a pair of googles for that.

It’s been about 6 months since you both started seeing each other, and Ray couldn’t be happier. Until Rip calls them in for an emergency meeting.

“There’s been a distress call from citizens of the future, 4019,” he briefed quickly, as soon as everyone was gathered. 

“Is that even possible?” Kendra spoke up. “To send a distress signal back in time? Do they even know how?”

“They live in an age where time travel is as easy as stepping through the doorway,” Rip answered. “Their technological advances have made them accomplish an infinite amount of things, including bending time for a select few.”

“So what’s wrong?” Sarah asked.

“An Ancient Egyptian artifact that they’ve all thought had been destroyed resurfaced, and someone’s been using the object for mass destruction to control the minds of everyone in the era. Gideon, pull of the photo of the artifact please.”

Without any other provoking, a photo was projected in front of them all.

Ray tensed, his muscles coiling. Why did it look so familiar?

“This is the second half of a Statue of a Queen of Egypt’s face. No one ever knew the exact woman, because the second half of the statue was never found. In reality, it was sent to the future so no one could put the two halves together,” Rip explained. 

“What happens if they are?” Jackson asked. 

Dr. Stein took over, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “The myth is that the combined pieces would have a medusa-like effect on all who looked into the eyes, but instead of being turned to stone, they’re handing over their minds.”

“Precisely,” Rip cut him off. “I’ve done some digging prior and it seems the last place is was spotted at the Metropolitan Museum. It was stolen by an unknown person they could never find in the system.”

“So they had to be from the future,” Sarah concluded.

Ray stood, absorbing all this information. His mind put it together before his heart caught up, and when it did, he didn’t want to believe it. 

“Gideon, please pull up the video of the suspect.”

Ray could no longer deny the evidence, as a video clear as day popped up with someone he knew all too well breaking into the exhibit and stealing the other half of the Yellow Jasper Queen’s face.

It was you.

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[snarkwrites]

FFT: villainesses want heroes; ray palmer

Notes:

Okay look. It was fun to attempt writing a kind of morally gray / bad girl type. And it’s something I do wanna do again at some point.

Summary:

Ginger did all the wrong things for all the right reasons. And it nearly cost her family, a love and her actual life. Thanks to her sister Sara, she’s back on the Waverider and she’s recovering. When her memory returns, can she recover what she had with Ray? or is it too late?

Pairing:

Ray Palmer x Lance!OFC, Ginger

Warnings:

morally gray character, innuendo, mentions of temporary amnesia..

“You’ll do as I ask, Ginger.. Or your father and your sister Laurel? The real one? Well, they stay dead.”

The phone went dead and Ginger threw it, swearing as she practically paced a hole through the floor. From the doorway, her sister Sara spoke up.

“You’re the leak? You’re the reason Damien’s been a few steps ahead?”

That look of disappointment in her sister’s eyes had Ginger biting her lip and looking down, instantly ashamed of herself, despite Sara not really having any room to talk. “You don’t…”

“Don’t you dare tell me I won’t understand.” Sara was angry and hurt and stepping closer to the younger sister she thought she’d been bonding with.

Apparently, her baby sister was just using her as a means to an end. Sara stepped closer, glaring down at her and her sister swallowed hard, taking a few shaky breaths.

“Well? Don’t you have anything to say for yourself? I mean, color me curious. What’s so damn important that you’d throw all the good we’ve done.. That you’d throw your own sister.. Under the bus?”

“Damien promised me he’d bring back our dad and Laurel, okay? Look, you got years with them both. Mom, she… she whisked me away to Nebraska when I was still a baby. Do you think I liked growing up away from you guys? Do you think I wanted to deal with Mom always putting her teaching career over me and refusing to let me see our father or either of you?” Ginger snapped at her sister, pacing, winding her fingers through long blonde locks as she punched at the wall next to the door.

She was in over her head, she knew that now. Thing of it was, she was too little, too late. She clearly saw now that Damien had been using her from the start. Manipulating events that at any time could’ve gotten the team hurt or even killed. The only way out of the situation she’d gotten herself into was through it. And given the anger she saw in her sister’s eyes right now, asking for any kind of assistance to pull off what she had in mind was probably going to result in a brawl.

A throat cleared from the door and Ray stood there, staring at her in confusion. “You’re the leak? I thought..”

“Ray…”

Ray didn’t even bother sticking around, he turned and walked away, vanishing from Ginger’s sight and Ginger sank back into the chair, lightly beating her head against the back of it.

Yeah.. She was definitely going to have to go this one alone, it seemed. It’s what you deserve, Gin… her mind echoed as she stood and smoothed her shaking hands over the front of her favorite pair of jeans.

It dawned on her.. She had a particular advantage. Maybe if she acted quick.. She sprang up from the chair and made her way off the WaveRider….

And that was the absolute last thing she remembered, prior to waking up in the medic bay on the ship.

XXX

Everything fucking hurt. From the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes, there wasn’t a part of her that didn’t ache. The steady hum of the machines alerted her to the fact that something was.. Horribly wrong.

The platinum blond man stepped out, rubbed his hands together as he shook his head and chuckled. “I swear, I wish I knew what was so gosh darned enchanting about that idiot Palmer.. Not only did he manage to bewitch my own flesh and blood… But he got under the skin of one of my best assets.” the man tutted and shook his head, checking her vitals as he asked her calmly, “Do you still think shooting the serum directly into your neck was a good idea, Ginny? You’re such a smart girl, I’m almost disappointed to see you do something so foolish.”

“Look… I dunno who you are or what the fuck you’re talking about but… If you’re gonna kill me, make it quick, alright? It’s not like I got anything to live for.”

Damien eyed her, a brow raised at first. Then the look of confusion transformed into one of sheer joy. The memory erasing serum he’d been testing -and that she’d mistakenly grabbed when she was trying to steal the mock up of Mirakuru he had, it worked!

And it worked quite well.

Ginger felt that the guy was just dragging things out on purpose. She’d never really been a fan of someone who didn’t have the balls to get straight down to their intentions. Her mother always told her she got her mile wide stubborn streak and her strong sense of right and wrong from her father and that at times, it could be infuriating.

She managed to pry her wrists free and when the guy was puttering around his lab, she snuck up behind him, raising the only weapon she’d been able to find high above her head, every intention of braining him to death with it if it meant her making it out of this situation alive.

Her jaw dropped when he cleared his throat, lifted a finger and the object she held in her grasp fell to the floor with a noisy clank. He turned, staring her down. “If you’ll have a seat, I’m more than willing to explain everything… Including how you sought me out, desperate for dear old daddy to get one more chance at life… To have your whole family together again.. How you sold out your own sister for a chance to bring your dead one back.”

“You lying piece of shit!”

“Oh, but I’m telling the truth, darling.”

Ginger’s mouth opened and closed. While every fiber in her being wanted to believe the man was full of bullshit, there was this feeling deep down inside that insisted that no, he wasn’t.

And that thought blew her mind.

She went for the blunt object she’d been intending to use as a weapon again and Damien waved his hand, sending her crashing back into the room, a table toppling over on top of her. The table pinned her down, although by her own math, she should’ve easily been able to lift it.

The door burst open just as she started to black out all over again. She didn’t start coming to until she felt herself being scooped up.. The cologne.. Something about it was… familiar in a way.

She definitely knew whoever it was who was behind her rescue. She gripped hold of them, muttering the first name that came to her mind torn between consciousness and just giving in to the void again.

Ray sighed as he hurried down the hall, trying to locate Mick Rory to pass Ginger off for safety.

“Shh.. You’re gonna be okay.”

“I’m kinda like a cat. I tend to land on my…” she was starting to slip out again. Everything faded out and the next time she opened her eyes, she was somewhere entirely different. She almost wanted to say it was a hospital room… But something felt off about the whole thing.

The blonde woman who resembled her mother stepped towards her, a hand out and she tried to scoot as far away from her reach as possible. She was fighting against the drips and IV’s, hell bent on getting away and lucky she didn’t injure herself further. She stopped shy of ripping anything out because she’d always heard that doing that was never a good idea and she wasn’t keen on dying.

“Who the hell are all of you? Where the fuck am I?”

Sara caught her just as she managed to get a hand down to where her thick soled boots would’ve been normally and she spoke up. “Do you remember anything?”

“No… Wait… I remember a fight with a biker in an alley. Because he caught onto me hustling him in a game of pool..” Something about the memory didn’t feel right, but she wasn’t.. Sure about anything enough to know.

Sara glanced at Ray, tears stinging at her eyes. This was similar to the way her sister acted before they reconnected. Had her father lived -and been the one to raise Ginger, he would’ve definitely had his hands full, given some of their intel on her prior to choosing her to become a Legend.

Sara sat down on the edge of the bed. “I’m Sara. Your sister.”

Ginger eyed her, wary. “I haven’t seen her since I was 4. How do I know you’re not lying? Mom told me Sara died…” Ginger trailed off, fidgeting.

“Mom believes that too. Nothin Dad tried tellin her would convince her otherwise.” Sara reached out and tilted her sister’s chin to make her meet her gaze. “Do you remember anything?” Sara tried again, hoping that maybe jogging her sister’s memory would free anything.

“Coming to Star City and visiting Dad’s grave..”

Ginger’s eyes settled on the lanky brunette male standing in the doorway and she nodded to him. “Getting shitfaced and waking up in a bed with that guy… Have you two… ya know? Because that tongue…” Ginger fanned herself, giving a giggle of delight at the way the guy blushed when every set of eyes in the room with him turned to fix on him at once. “In all seriousness.. He will totally rock your world.”

Ray’s face darkened and he cleared his throat.

Mick was quick to step between Ray and Sara, reminding her that the important thing here was to find out what Dahrk did to her kid sister while the guy had her. Ginger rubbed her head and grimaced as she felt dried blood and what felt to be a clumsy attempt at stitches.

“Well this is just peachy.” she mumbled as the others stepped out into the hallway. Sara immediately slapped Ray in the back of the head and Ray gave her a sheepish look.

“You… I can’t even right now.”

“Try being me.. She remembers our first night together.. But doesn’t remember anything else.. I get the feeling she might not take it well when she realizes just how serious we’d gotten before that night she left to go stupidly offer herself up to Damien.” Ray shook his head, swinging at a wall. “I still can’t believe she fucking did it.”

“She thought if she went and stole the device and serum herself, she’d be giving us an edge. She had all the passcodes to his compound, Ray. She’s never been afraid of anything. We both know this. Did you really think she’d sit back and just.. Let things go?”

“I wish she had.” Ray grumbled, taking a few deep breaths, staring intently into the room Ginger was currently recovering in. He’d spent months thinking he lost her too, that she’d died when they faced off against Damien a third or fourth time. And then they started to hear rumors about some badass new assassin. Apparently, she’d gotten on Damien’s bad side somehow, because the next thing they knew, Gideon was picking up a ping on Ginger.

Given that Sara had way more than enough time to calm down, to figure out the motive behind Ginger playing double agent, - a talk with her mother helped, and that in the months following Sara cooling down, she had ample amounts of time to settle into a pattern of blaming herself for her baby sister possibly dying, them going to try and rescue her and face Damien one final time was inevitable.

Ray hadn’t worried about anything beyond getting Ginger the fuck out of the compound. In fact, he’d kind of stepped up and really taken on leadership of the whole attempt.

Sara hadn’t been in the mindset to think clearly. To be honest, he hadn’t either, but he knew he wasn’t going to lose another woman he loved.

His hand rested against the glass as he watched Ginger like a hawk through the window. He couldn’t stay away, so while the others were talking, he made his way in quietly. Ginger’s eyes lit up at seeing him and she teased quietly, “Come to give me sweet dreams again, Dr. Feelgood?”

Ray stared at his hands. There was so much he wanted to say to her. Things he needed to say. But it all got trumped by the fact that he was just glad she was there and alive and able to say things to drive him crazy and make him blush.

“How’d you know?”

“Know what?” Ginger asked, moving to sit up, sort of snuggling against his side and leaning her head against his shoulder.

“I’m technically a doctor.. And that’s what you called me….”

“After that night when I woke up in your penthouse. I remember that much.” Ginger nodded, giving a frustrated sigh. The light bounced off of something on a chain around her neck, and curious, Ginger pulled the chain out of it’s hiding place beneath her favorite tee shirt. As soon as she saw the dog tags and read the name on them… And the simple engagement ring that was also on the chain, everything rushed back to her at once and she sighed, going quiet.

“Oh.”

Ray eyed her, eyed the necklace he knew she never took off. He swallowed hard at the sight of the engagement ring he’d gotten her as a ‘joke’ when they were stranded in 1975 together on her first mission with the team.

“You were more than just a one night stand to me and true to form, I completely fucked that up.. My sister, she… Why would any of you even bother coming for me after what I did?”

“Maybe sometimes, princess.. Maybe sometimes the good guys fall for the bad girls. Did you really think I was going to just leave you there?”

“Ray, I would’ve left me there, okay? I can’t believe I was so fuckin stupid. Damien was never gonna bring either of them back.. And I betrayed the only sister I have left.. And you, I-…” she trailed off, looking down at her lap. She was about to do something she hated doing and tried to av oid at all costs.

Something she hadn’t done since the night she came to Star City and spent an entire night sitting at her father’s graveside doing it. The fat tear made it’s trek down her face just as Ray tilted her chin to make her look at him.

“I get it. I didn’t at first. I wanted to hate you. I really wanted to hate myself… Especially after we thought.. Ginger, you’ve been gone almost a year now. We thought you died… I spent almost a year thinking that you died. Knowing I could’ve stopped you from leaving that night, but I was too disgusted by what you were doing to bother.”

He leaned in, cradling her cheek against his hand, wiping at her eyes with a tissue. “Everything is going to be okay. You’re back and I’m not… Nothing like that is ever going to happen to us again.”

Ginger swallowed hard. “It’s not too late?”

“When you really love someone, Ginger, it’s never too late to try and fix things. If that’s what you want.”

Ginger glanced down at the dog tags and the ring he’d given her in joking. She slipped the necklace from it’s place around her neck, unfastening it. Ray raised a brow, biting his lip as she slipped the ring off the ball chain and onto her finger.

“Does that answer your question, Dr. Palmer?”

He pulled her onto his lap and as they started to kiss, throats cleared from the doorway.

“For fucks sake, you two! Jesus, get a room.” Sara turned until they’d both finally caught on to not being in the room alone and could be bothered to pry themselves apart in the sense of public decency.

“You both done now?”

“Actually, as soon as I can get these stupid fucking drips out of me…”

“Don’t… Don’t you dare finish that, Ginger Louise Lance.” Sara groaned, laughing as she moved closer, making an attempt to hug her sister.

#ray palmer fanfiction #ray palmer fanfic #ray palmer fic #ray palmer oneshot #ray palmer imagine #// I do lowkey wanna go there with this and do a bit more digging but idk idk.. #// maybe at some point.