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talatomaz · 1 year

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imagine | bau x fem!reader x legends

a/n: this takes place during ‘rusty’ where the bau deals with an unsub who believes he’s from a parallel universe. and honestly, this idea has been in my drafts since the episode aired almost 3 years ago

warnings: usual canon violence.

word count: 2.9k

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when R encounters a case where an unsub believes he’s from a parallel universe, she finds that there’s more truth to that claim than she’d like to admit

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A famous writer once said ‘we must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.’

And if that wasn’t the most apt description for your life, you didn’t know what was. Albeit the life originally planned for you didn’t exactly line up with the life you were living now, it still kept you alive. But no one in your present life knew about your former one. Hell, you’d surely be locked up on insanity claims if you ever broached the subject. Especially being surrounded by a team of psychological profilers.

But this current case was threatening to reveal your past. And you didn’t know how much longer you could keep up the lie…

You and your team were investigating the vast number of decapitations of father figures and were struggling to find a connection; only believing that the unsub was simply killing surrogates of his own father for reasons yet to be revealed. But it ended up being so much more than that.

As you continued to work the case, though you couldn’t pinpoint it, you had this lingering feeling of being watched. You’d even caught glances of familiar eyes staring at you. The more you tried to shake it off, the more foreboding the feeling became. And it had all come to a head when the BAU were looking at the victims’ bodies in the Denver police station.

Your eyes narrowed as Luke placed post-it notes of symbols next to each contusion found on the different bodies. The symbols were eerily familiar but your mind struggled to make the connection.

“They may be mathematical symbols, perhaps part of a larger expression.”

Catching the last part of Tara’s explanation, it was like a switch had gone off in your brain. You hadn’t seen this equation, or at least these characters that formed part of the equation, in several years.

Oh shit.

“Schrodinger’s equation.”

The words slipped past your lips before you could stop it.

“You’re right. They form the basis of Schrodinger’s equation.” Spencer agreed as he walked up to the board and wrote the full equation down.

Seeing the expression face-to-face, so to speak, had you fighting to keep your panic under control. Between the feeling of being watched to this case to the equation which you’d vehemently used with an old team member to perfect a certain time travelling device, you worried at how much water this case held.

“It describes the probability that a particle will behave in a certain way in a certain place in a certain time.” Spencer continued to explain.

“The wider implications of this gave rise to Everett’s ‘Many Worlds’ theory. Which is that reality is, as we know it, is only one of many possible universes.”

Almost as if on autopilot, you gave a brief insight into something which had taken up a significant amount of your time in your previous life.

You’d realised your slip when you saw your whole team looking at you, even Spencer, with confusion written on their face. Whilst they knew you were smart, when you’d taken upon this life, you deliberately omitted several details, such as your affinity for science and all things physics, specifically inter-dimensional travel.

“Oh I-uh-saw it in a tv show once.” You lied, clearing your throat in an attempt to provide yourself with some sort of a reprieve. Luckily, that came in the form of Tara, who’d jokingly referenced ‘Doctor Who’.

“Okay, so does our unsub think he’s in a parallel universe?” JJ, your partner, asked which only facilitated the pounding of your heart. More so because you’d been on edge ever since you’d taken this case than in fear of your team finding out who you really were.

The rest of the debate became muffled as you drowned out your team’s voices - too busy on finding the missing link that was the linchpin of what you were feeling than adding to the conversation.

“Hey. Hey.”

The gentle rouse of your shoulder coupled with the whispered shout of your name had you jolting as you tried to clear your mind. Blinking, you looked up from your chair to see a blonde staring down at you.

For a moment, you could have sworn it was your old captain.

But that didn’t make sense.

She couldn’t be here.

None of them could.

Shaking your head to clear the cloudiness, your eyes refocused as you looked up at JJ.

“You okay? You seem a little distracted.”

The seasoned profiler’s eyes were narrowed in concern as she tried to discern your behaviour.

“Y-yeah, I’m good. Sorry, just got a lot on my mind.”

“I’ll say. You even sounded like Spence for a moment there with all that science-y talk.” JJ joked, playfully nudging you with her shoulder.

“You know you can talk to me right? About anything?”

The previous levity in her voice was replaced with a tone of seriousness and motherly-esque concern.

Thankfully, before you could give another half-assed excuse, Emily burst through the door.

“We got another victim. Let’s go.” Your Unit Chief called after you so you followed her and Mendoza to the crime scene.

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After you’d all collectively delivered the profile, your team, specifically you, JJ, Tara, Reid and Luke converged back in the office as you tried to predict the unsub’s next moves. Albeit, you were distracted because the nagging feeling of being watched had come back.

Canvassing the office, you looked to see if anyone was paying any particular attention to you or your team - which was when you finally locked eyes with a patrol officer. Analysing their behaviour, they didn’t carry themselves in the normal way cops did, which inherently raised further flags in your mind.

“Maybe we just need to step back and look at things differently.”

As JJ spoke, you excused yourself. Ignoring the confused protests of your team, you walked up to the officer and stopped in front of them.

“Who are you?”

The officer’s lips curved into a smile but what stuck with you was how familiar the smile was. Almost as if you’d seen it before.

“Wow, I’m offended.”

As you opened your mouth to speak, you were suddenly flanked by JJ and Tara.

“Who are you?” This time, the question was sternly repeated by JJ.

Instead of outwardly replying, the officer leaned in closer to you - unknowingly to you, they slipped something into your pocket - and whispered something that had your back straightening and the hairs on your neck standing up in revered shock.

“Hey, lil T.”

Your jaw practically dropped in shock. It was a nickname you’d not heard in almost 3 years and only one person called you that.

Charlie.

Your team members were too focused on your reaction to notice that the shapeshifter had disappeared.

Suddenly the pieces began to fall into place.

The familiar eyes you kept catching lingering on you belonged to Charlie, a notorious shapeshifter who was a member of the Legends. That likely meant that the rest of your old team was here, including your sister.

And if they were here, it meant that someone was displaced out of time or universe and, considering the nature of your current case, you’d correctly figured out that it was the unsub you were searching for. He really must be from a parallel universe. Another Earth.

But you couldn’t figure out how he got here.

Especially after the Crisis on Infinite Earths which led to the formation of Earth Prime and your eventual move to this Earth.

“Who the hell was that? Did you know them?” JJ asked, her hand on the small of your back.

Instead of replying, you were interrupted by a vibration coming out of your blazer pocket. Fishing in the pocket, you pulled out the phone and stared at the device. Answering the phone, you spoke cautiously, “Hello?”

“God, I have missed your voice!”

“Cisco?!” You whisper shouted into your phone.

Why was he randomly calling you out of the blue? Unless…oh fuck.

“I’ll be right back. I’m fine, I promise.”

Not waiting around for JJ or Tara’s reply, you walked into an empty office and began to speak freely.

“What the hell is going on, Cisco? Why is Charlie here?”

“Yeah, um, about that…”

“Let me guess, someone stole one of the extrapolators, didn’t they?”

There was a slight pause before your friend answered, “Maybe.”

“Fuck. This is not what I needed right now. How did this happen?”

Cisco then went on to explain that meta human who had once had razor sharp knives for hands had somehow broken into Star Labs and stolen the inter-dimensional travelling device.

You scoffed at his explanation, “Explains why this guy’s able to decapitate heads so easily. God, how many times have I said that you guys need better security?”

“Back up, decapitation as in heads removed from their bodies? Oh, that’s nasty.”

“It’s also my job to catch this person, Cisco. What the hell am I supposed to do?”

“Well, from what I can tell from the location tracking and mechanical data, the device is broken which is why this guy hasn’t travelled back to Earth Prime. But you’re gonna need to get that device back before you arrest him.”

“Now, how in the world do you expect me to do that?”

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After ending the call with Cisco, you knew you had to clear things up with JJ before you could follow his instructions. Dragging the latter into the empty office you’d just been in, you watched as she stared at you with her arms folded across her chest.

“Are you in some kind of trouble? Tell me I shouldn’t be worried.”

“I’m okay, JJ. Honest. I just-” you sighed, “I didn’t realise it but I know that officer. They were from my past. A long time ago.”

“And that phone call?”

“Was from an old friend I’ve not spoken to in years. It just surprised me, is all. But I promise I’m okay. Go on, use those profiling, lie detector powers on me. You’ll see.”

JJ laughed dryly before smacking you on the arm, “Shut up.”

Then she sobered and abruptly brought you in for a tight hug which you returned.

“I’m here for you, alright? You’re my family and I love you.”

“I love you too.” You replied back before smiling when she pulled away and held your face in her hands.

In the corner of your eye, you spotted Charlie in the far end of the station signalling for you to follow them.

“How about I get us some actual drinkable coffee from one of the coffee shops near by whilst we’re waiting for Garcia to come back to us?”

“Sounds like a great idea. I’ll call you if anything happens.”

Your timely suggestion was merely a ploy to get out of the station so you could meet up with the Legends like Cisco had instructed you too.

Reaching the empty alley way that Cisco had led you too, you rocked back and forth on your heels before turning when you heard the voice behind you.

“Lil T. It’s so great to see your face.”

You couldn’t help the smile that painted your face when you saw Charlie in their true form and moved to hug them.

“I still can’t believe you’re here.” You said, hugging your friend closely.

Opening your eyes, you froze when you saw two other people approaching. One of whom had tears springing to your eyes.

Pulling away from Charlie, you flung yourself into your sister’s arms as the tears fell shamelessly down your face.

“Oh my god. Zari, I never thought I’d see you again.”

“Me either. I’ve missed you so goddamn much. Are you okay?”

Your sister asked, cupping your face similarly to how JJ had done so minutes earlier.

“Better now that you’re here.” You hugged Zari again, your head resting against her neck as you tried to engrave this moment in your mind forever. Especially since you didn’t know when you’d next be able to see her again.

“What am I? Chopped liver?”

You laughed at your old Captain’s interruption and hugged her too, “Hi, Sara.”

After you’d all quickly caught up, you’d relayed what Cisco had told you causing the three of them to nod.

Grabbing your hand, Zari slipped the bracelet on your wrist, knowing you knew exactly what you needed to do.

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“We should split up.”

After your conversation with the Legends, you’d gotten a call from JJ who’d told you that they’d figured out the unsub’s identity and where he’d likely be. Which is how you ended up at the entrance of an abandoned gold mine.

Running into the mine, you weaved in and out of the tunnels trying to locate Kyle Peters. Then you heard cries and yelling which led you to the unsub and the two children he’d kidnapped. You knew your team was following closely behind you so you only had a small window of opportunity to get what you needed.

As Kyle continued to wrestle with his demons, you peered your head around the rocky man-made tunnel and used the air totem that Zari had given you to discreetly lift the broken extrapolator from his jacket pocket that was close to him and use the wind powers to let it travel to you. Grabbing it with your free hand, you pocketed it with a relieved sigh and then stepped out into the open to confront the unsub.

The rest of your team flanked you as you tried to talk the unsub down.

“Kyle, I get it. Believe me, I do. I know what it’s like to be displaced from your home, your family, from everything you know and to find yourself alone in this new world.”

“No! I have to fix it!”

You knew you had to steer the conversation to prevent any mention of the extrapolator device.

“But you have to face the truth, Kyle. These sacrifices you’ve been making won’t fix things. It won’t bring back your son. Kyle, face the truth. He’s gone. Ethan’s gone.”

You countered, keeping your voice level as your gun remained trained on the murderer.

“God, I’m so sorry.” Kyle started to cry as he dropped the axe to the ground.

Holstering your weapon, you approached the unsub and cuffed him before handing him off to another officer.

“Here you go.”

You said, handing the broken extrapolator to Sara who thanked you.

“Oh and you can take the totem back. Thanks for letting me borrow it.”

Zari stopped you by placing her hand on yours, “Keep it. We found a way a while ago to split the power in two so now we can both have one. It also means we’ll have a way to see each other. In the totem, I mean. We can be connected.”

“We’re always connected, Z.”

“You know there’s always a spot open for you if you want to come back.”

“I appreciate it but I think I’m okay here. This is my life now. And honestly, it’s a good one. We get to fight bad guys and not those with powers and stuff and we’re making a huge difference here.”

Sara nodded in bittersweet resignation.

“I’m going to miss you.”

You hugged Zari again, “I’ll miss you too. I really should be getting back but say hi to everyone back home for me, will you? And tell Cisco that I’ll kick his ass myself if he lets another one of our tech pieces get stolen again.”

“I’ll pass on the message.” Sara said as you all laughed.

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Having finished with your debriefs - and finding relief in the fact that Charlie had memory wiped Kyle’s mind so he wouldn’t reveal the extrapolator’s existence - you were on the jet back to the BAU with your team.

“All this talk about alternate realities. Who do you think you’d be in a parallel universe?” JJ asked you and Reid.

You laughed as Spencer explained why he’d be a cowboy and how the rest of the team fit into his world.

“What about you?” JJ turned to face you.

Laughing to yourself, you realised that this was the one time you could actually tell your team the truth and not worry that they would commit you.

“I would probably be a part of time travelling legends who rectify anachronisms or wrinkles in time with the help of our other Earth-bound superhero friends who fight crime. If all of that existed, of course.” You added when JJ smirked at you with a raised brow.

Her focus then shifted to the bracelet on your wrist.

“Oh hey, I didn’t see that bracelet before. It’s beautiful.”

Looking down at the totem, a soft smile appeared on your face, “It’s a family heirloom. I have one piece and my sister has the other.”

JJ reciprocated your smile as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder, allowing you to burrow into the blanket that she had draped over her.

With JJ’s cheek resting on your head as she hugged you close, you felt your heart settle.

Deep down, you knew you’d made the right choice. The Legends was your past but the BAU and this team were your future.

And there was nowhere else you’d rather be.

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untoldreader · 5 months

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Masterlist Of Masterlists⚜️

Welcome to my Masterlist of Masterlists

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Marvel Universe

Kate Bishop

Falling For The Archer

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Wanda Maximoff

The Witch & Her Possession

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Natasha Romanoff

Shadows of Love: Natasha Romanoff and Y/N'S Destiny

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Yelena Belova

A Dark Love

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Maria Hill

Relentless Devotion

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Peggy Carter

The Forgotten Past

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Carol Danvers

Cosmic Connections: Carol Danvers Finds Love

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WandaNat

Threads Of Fate: Wanda, Natasha, and Y/N

The Miraculous Trio: A Journey of Love, Power, and Parenthood

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Bishova

Beneath the Veil: Love and Loyalty in the Underworld

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Blackhill

Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Eternal Flame: A Maria Hill, Natasha Romanoff, and Y/N Love Saga

Temporal Veil: Unmasking Hydra's Schemes

Daisy Johnson

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Jemma Simmons

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Melinda May

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Bobbi Morse

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DC Universe

Supergirl-

Kara Danvers

Lena Luther

Alex Danvers

Maggie sawyer

Arrow-

Sara Lance

Thea Queen

Laurel Lance

Felicity Smoak

Nyssa AL Ghul

The Flash-

Iris West

Caitlin Snow

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Vampires Diaries Universe-

The Originals-

Rebekah Mikaelson

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Hayley Marshall

Davina Claire

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The Vampire Diaries-

Elena Gilbert

Caroline Forbes

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Hope Mikaelson

Josie Saltzman

Lizzie Saltzman

Penelope Park

Jade

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Criminal minds-

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smartycvnt · 6 months

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Night Life

Title: Night Life Pairing: Sara Lance x Reader Summary: Sara and Y/n run into each other on the streets, accidentally revealing both of their secret identities to the other. NR WC: 926

Sara had done a good job of staying out of Star City for nearly a decade. It had been easier whenever she still had Ava, but no good thing ever stayed in Sara Lance's life. She gave up time travel and vigilantism for a family, and she'd never regret that, even if it didn't work out. Sara had given it her best, but that kind of life wasn't right for her. She had gotten bored too easily, which was when the trouble started. Still, there were lines that Sara had never crossed. She was grateful for that bit of self-restraint that led to an easy divorce, even if it had ultimately put her back in Star City.

Technically, it was only for a weekend. It was a stop off on her new place, located about halfway between Central City and Star City. She was sick of listening to her parents trying to convince her to go to one place or the other. She didn't want to be that close to either of them, not if it meant the other would feel slighted for being left alone. Both of her parents had their own lives to worry about anyway. Her mother had a busy few months ahead of her wedding planning, and Quentin was working to repair his relationship with Felicity's mother, something that would never not absolutely shock Sara to think about.

It had nearly been a perfect weekend with her father until he got called into work. Sara had promised him to stay out of trouble, but that didn't mean she couldn't go on a patrol of her own. Quentin had tried to talk her into becoming a cop or working with the police wherever she ended up, but Sara didn't want that. She wanted to just let herself get used to being on her own for a little while. Ava had given her a couple of months to work things out before they finished drafting their custody agreement. Sara decided that this was truly her last little bout as the Canary, and she'd even torch the outfit to make sure of it.

"Hold it right there." Sara froze at the sound of a voice behind her. There was something familiar about the voice that excited Sara, even more than the click of the gun being cocked. Sara recognized the voice, even if she didn't know it yet. It had to be someone from her past, but Sara couldn't focus on it long enough to figure it out. "Turn around and face me."

"You know, if you'd ask nicely, you wouldn't need that gun," Sara said as she turned around. She kept her head down to try and conceal her identity, but the woman with the gun tilted it up. Sara expected the woman to say something, but instead, she just stared from underneath her hood. "What? Is something wrong?"

"Sara Lance, I'm pretty sure that I heard you died." The woman pulled the hood back and revealed her face to Sara. It was somewhat obscured by face paint that Sara recognized as an emerging gang in Star City, but behind that Sara knew the woman.

"Y/n, you're in a gang? I thought you were gonna be a cop," Sara said, unable to hide her shock.

"Turns out that inciting an investigation on Internal Affairs is a bit of a career killer, and those guys don't fuck around. They shot me, got me medically retired, and then I lost everything. It's a long and tedious story, but I've found my place. Now, I'd hate to have to kill you, but can you keep my secret?" Y/n casually waved the gun around as she spoke. Sara watched her closely and noticed that Y/n kept her fingers away from the trigger. "I'm not really hurting anybody who doesn't already deserve it."

"I was like you once, and this isn't the way." Sara knew that her words wouldn't change a thing, but she had to at least give it a shot. She had always known that Star City would eventually fall down the path it had before with crime and violence, despite Oliver's best intentions.

"It's not permanent, nobody's party phase ever is. Maybe when it's all said and done, we can work together. The city has been hurting since all its heroes went away. We could use a Canary again, but I'd change the color. Blood stains are a bitch to get out," Y/n said. Sara smiled to herself as she thought about coming back to this. She hadn't wanted to, but she knew that Y/n had to have a point. The city needed vigilantes. Star City at its most peaceful was still much more dangerous than most cities.

"We'll see. I told myself I was done a long time ago," Sara said. Y/n nodded as she clicked the safety on and holstered her weapons.

"Either way, I hope to see more of you Lance. Hopefully in a more official manner than when we were in school. How long are you in town for?" Y/n asked.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, but I'd definitely like to see you before I go. Meet me at the coffee shop on Harker Street tomorrow around 11?" Sara asked. Y/n nodded in agreement and placed a card in Sara's hand before she ran and baseball slid off of the rooftop. Sara shook her head as she glanced down at the card, which was a number for a private investigation service, most likely Y/n's.

#my writing #one shot #legends of tomorrow x reader #legends of tomorrow #sara lance x reader #sara lance #arrowverse x reader #arrowverse

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st4r1light · 3 months

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your camera roll if you were dating caity lotz ✧

- 🏷️ @cevansbaby-dove

#caity lotz #caity lotz x reader #wlw #dc legends of tomorrow #the pact #sara lance #sara lance x reader #sara lance x you #annie barlow #the machine

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mamisfavmosherz · 3 months

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ARROWVERSE MASTERLIST

The people below are the ones I will 100% write for! Feel free to request other women, tho and I'll let yall know if I'll write for them or not! <3

READ PLS - I've only watched Legends of tomorrow and Supergirl completely! I know a bit about Arrow & Flash so I could attempt some people from there, but I've never watched either show. So my main focus is supergirl & lot.

SUPERGIRL

~ Coming Soon ~

ALEX DANVERS

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LENA LUTHOR

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SARA LANCE

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AVA SHARPE

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ZARI TOMAZ (1.0)

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ZARI TARAZI (2.0)

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SPOONER

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ASTRA LOUGE

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CHARLIE/CLOTHO

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tvimagines221b · 1 year

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Imagine: Sara Lance helping you escape Bishop, and taking you in, and her telling you that you can start a new life with The Legends.

Being stuck on that god-awful alien planet, with that psychopath, Bishop, was hell enough. But what made things so much worse for you were the experiments. The experiments and tests he would run on you. He always would tell you that you were meant for the greater good. That you would be aiding him in saving the human race. But with him, it was always one lie after another. You spent months locked in his lab. Day after day, in misery. Until one day you finally escaped. Thanks to a group of time travelers known as The Legends. Their Captain, Sara Lance had taken you in. And, you had been with them ever since escaping that planet.

Letting out a shaky breath, you were sitting on the stairs in the console room. But you weren't alone. Sara joined you.

Sara looked over at you. "Hey... Everything is going to be okay. You're safe now. Bishop can't hurt you anymore."

You looked at her. "Yeah..."

Sara Lance placed a hand on your shoulder. "Y/N, listen to me. I know you went through a lot back there. A lot more than I did. But you don't have to be scared anymore. Bishop is gone. You're safe... And, this team, we're going to look after you, okay?" Her expression softened.

You let out a shaky breath. " I just don't want to be alone anymore."

"You're not alone anymore," Sara said, gently squeezing your shoulder. "This team is a family. And you are a part of this family now. You have a second chance. A chance to start a new life. With us, if you so choose. You are a Legend now." She smiled.

#sara lance #sara lance imagine #sara lance x reader #legends of tomorrow x reader #legends of tomorrow #legends of tomorrow imagine #dc legends of tomorrow

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the-fandom-abyss · 1 year

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Then and Now

Sara Lance x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff ♡

Word Count: 1,860 words

Sara has become a frequent flyer of the time realm, jumping from place to place. She has been on dangerous adventures, heart warming journeys and has heard the occasional heart breaking story. However nothing prepared her for her next mission, a mission that would test her strength entirely.

The year was classified for reasons unknown, but the mission stayed the same. A big evil has threatened innocent people to gain more power. The team was quick to gear up, no questions asked. When they emerged from the wave rider, they surveyed the familiar surroundings. They were home, they looked at each other in confusion, waiting for an explanation from Hunter. He walked down the ramp, oblivious to the stares that were directed his way.

He fixed his coat and looked up to see the confused team. "What?" he asked, shrugging off the obvious.

"What do you mean, what?" Jefferson raised his hand, sarcastically quoting the word 'what'. "Why are we home?"

"This may be home but it is not your time, we are a few years behind the life that you all know and love" Hunter picked at his nails, unfazed by the questions

Sara stepped forward, placing her hands on her hips. "Okay then, next question, what are we doing here?" She motioned towards the city, grasping the big picture

"We are here to save a very important person from walking into a death trap, that's all you need to know" Hunter put his best foot forward and began to make his way to the desired destination. Ray poked his head out from the group, puzzled by the recent statement.

"Isn't that against the rules?" Ray stood still with his features scrunched while he figured out the repercussions of their future actions

"Not if it has already happened" Hunter made another attempt to walk away, this time succeeding, leaving the group to soak in what he just said. The group watched in confusion as Hunter walked away, they were left with little answers and a load of more questions.

They trailed behind him, looking over their shoulders for their past selves. As time went on Sara developed a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, but she couldn't quite pin point why. When they reached their destination, the team looked around for clues. Anything would be helpful to piece together this puzzle Hunter had created. They watched on with curiosity as a hooded figure walks into their eye line. There was no doubt this person was shady, but were they the one they needed to save?

The feeling in Sara's stomach grew stronger as she observed the hooded figure. There was a sense of familiarity that surrounded the person in front of her. Ray looked over his shoulder to find a large group of people heading towards the hooded figure. He tapped Hunter's shoulder, causing him to look behind him.

"Just in time" he quietly stated, grabbing the attention of the other team members. They followed the group carefully, grabbing their weapons, just in case.

"All this talk and there's only one of you?" Their laughs echoed through the empty parking lot

"All I need is one" the dark figures voice was distorted but Sara knew something was wrong

"Show yourself so we all know who we're burying tonight" they stepped forward in a way to intimidate. They followed their lead and slowly pushed off the hood to reveal a young woman. A loud gasp was heard throughout the car park. Heads all turned in that direction, focusing their sights on the noise.

"Are you trying to get us killed?" Jackson angrily whispered, pulling Sara down

"You have to keep your emotions in check" Hunter's eyes trained on Sara, sending a message through his harsh stare. Sara grew silent, only to continue the mission, Hunter will get more of what he deserves afterwards. When the onlookers agreed there was no threat, they turned their focus back to their target.

“So who will be the first to test their luck?” The woman was confident, provoking the group of men. One man bellowed the loudest, pushing through the huddle. He was burly, tall and looked like he had buried a few bodies in his day. However this didn’t stop the woman from assuming a defensive position, in preparation for a fight. The team watched on in suspense, waiting for Hunter to order them to intervene but he never did. In a split second the burly man lunged for the woman, who easily ducked under his grasp. He grunted in frustration, before he charged at her. In one swift movement, she was able to manoeuvre herself up and over his head, landing feet first behind him.

“That’s it, no more taking it easy” he commanded, his voice reaching the depths of the empty lot. This elicited a laugh from the woman, who clearly was amused by his display.

“I didn’t know you had other settings” now this is what truly set him off, he roared at the woman, throwing all his weight into his punches. She ducked and weaved through each hit, never once colliding with his fist. This angered the man more as he signalled to his men to join, who surrounded the woman with ease.

“She doesn’t look like she needs our help” Jackson commented, his eyes trained on the battle like it was an old kung fu film.

“This is not the help she requires” was all Hunter would say as he patiently waited for the right moment, whenever that was.

One by one the men fell to the floor, some unconscious, some barely alive, some ran the moment they saw they were outnumbered. Either way, the woman was left standing over a pile of worn out men who simply couldn’t pull their punches. That was until one runner decided to be brave, face the threat head on. This created a domino effect and soon enough, the men remerged and attacked.

“We need to do something” Sara couldn’t bear to see them hurting you, bringing pain to your beautiful features. Sara went to stand up when a hand held her tightly by the shoulder.

“Not yet” Hunter intervened, holding her in place. Sara was fuming at how calm he was, knowing full well who you were and what you meant to Sara.

“She is going to get beaten to death”

“This is not why we’re here”

“I will not stand here and watch”

“I thought you would have had more faith in her”

“I do”

“Then wait”

The men piled on, pushing you further into the ground. Each man producing blow after blow as payback for making them look like fools. Blood could be seen grouping underneath their feet and judging by their satisfied smiles, it would have to be yours. “Fuck this” Sara grabbed her weapons and was in the process of standing up when a bright blast was delivered. Suddenly the men were thrown across the lot in all different directions. All that was left was a beacon of light, radiating from the epicentre. The team collectivity had their jaws on the floor, undecided on whether to be amazed or fearful. Sara was simply shocked by the power you possessed. For all the years she had known you, she had never seen you express such light. You only ever gave her little increments for show and tell, even in battle you stuck to hand to hand combat.

The longer you radiated, the more unstable you became. The floor began to rumble, like the earth underneath it was about to cave in. The lonesome cars scattered around the parking lot started to sound their alarms, all at staggered times and decibels. Then suddenly the street lamps burst, leaving the area pitch black except for your shaking body.

“Now we help her. You have the net I told you to bring?”

“Of course”

“Better find a way to toss it on her and quick before she does more damage”

As a team they improvised a plan, which nearly singed the eyebrows of most of them. The closer they got, the hotter it became. Some of the suits began to malfunction due to the rise in temperature. It was quickly decided that only firestorm would be the only being that could get close to you. This was how they successfully caught you in the net which suppressed your powers. When the afterglow wore off, your body was left cold, shaking and burnt in some places. It took all of her being to not run to you and wrap you up in her arms.

“Are you okay?” Sara offered you a hand, pulling you into uncertain legs. She held on to you to keep your body balanced and the action didn’t go unnoticed.

The feeling of her warm skin, the sight of her worried eyes was enough to render you useless. The words just seemed to stutter on their own accord. “I..I’m okay, thanks”. Looking away from Sara, you turned your attention to those that seemed to stare. “What happened?”

“You went all nuclear and nearly created a hole to the centre of the Earth. No big deal” Jackson shrugged his shoulders, trying not show how excited he was to find another enhanced human.

“So glad that you found time for sarcasm”

“There is always time for sarcasm” In sync, both you and Sara rolled your eyes which earned a laugh from Kendra who could already see the significance.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” The vulnerability flowed through Sara as she quietly checked your body for injuries. She knew it like the back of her hand which means she would know very quickly if something was wrong.

“I’m okay, the burns seem to be healing”

“Well we best be off” Hunter as always interrupts the pleasantries, already on to the next mission.

“That’s it?” The team was in utter disbelief, they spent all that lead up just to wrap someone in a net and then leave? This seemed to be a joke.

“Yep, we have a busy day tomorrow and we mustn’t be late for it” By now Hunter is already half way to the wave rider, without even sparing a glance.

“Do you know how silly that sounds?” Kendra called out to him, following his lead to further tease him for his chose of words. The rest of the team were hit on her heels, confused by how quick the mission was.

“It was nice to meet you…”

“Y/N”

“Sara”

“I’ll remember that”

“Make sure that you do”

As a parting gift, Sara left a gentle kiss on your forehead that tingled where her lips had touched. She walked off into the dark night, only offering you a wink before she disappeared. You had hoped to see her again, you just didn’t expect it to be a couple of years later. You had bumped into her on a walk around the city. This time it was your turn to remember and for her to meet you for the first time.

“You look very familiar, do I know you?”

“How about we get some drinks and find out?”

#sara lance imagine #sara lance #sara lance x reader #black canary #black canary x reader #black canary imagine #arrow #legends of tomorrow #arrow imagine #legends of tomorrow imagine #lot

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five-bi-five-mind · 8 months

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Working on an angsty, demon possession Sara Lance fic. Here’s a lil snippet:

“I hurt you.”

“That wasn’t you,” you urged. “That wasn’t your fault.”

This time when Sara lifted her hand, she did place it on your cheek. Her thumb traced the angry purple and red mark across your cheekbone. It stung only slightly from how tender the bruising still was.

“No,” she sighed. “It’s because of who I am, what I’ve done, that made me such an easy target for that… thing.”

#aubrie answers #anon #aubrie does a lil ask game #sneak peek #sara lance x reader #sara lance #🌹 asks

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lowkeyerror · 2 years

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Mini Masterlist DC Edition

Welcome to my Mini Masterlist DC Edition. We hit the 100 link max on the original one, whoops. If you haven't seen the main masterlist, with the hubs, here is a link. Like always everything is x reader, unless stated otherwise. So strap in, get comfy cozy and find something you like! Hope you enjoy!

Harley Quinn

Perfect Timing

New To Town

New To Town pt 2

Love at First Sight

Can I Say It

A Better Gotham ( Harley Quinn x Poison Ivy)

Failure To Kill

You Can't Save Everyone ( Harley Quinn x Poison Ivy x Reader) Pt1 & Pt2 & Pt3

Henchman

Pawn

Poison Ivy

Just My Luck

Just My Luck pt 2

Not Alone On Christmas 🎄

Helena Bertinelli

Funny Seeing You Here

Sara Lance

Harmless Flirting

Selina Kyle

Lap Dance

Every Night

Chase

#harley quinn x reader #harley quinn x poison ivy #harley quinn #harley quinn imagine #poison ivy imagine #poison ivy x reader #poison ivy #helena bertinelli x reader #helena bertinelli #helena bertinelli imagine #sara lance x reader #sara lance imagine #masterlist #selina kyle x reader #selena kyle imagine

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taylorsage22 · 1 year

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Dating Sara Lance Would include

Request-None

When she first met you it was a stream of flirty compliments, extremely seductive smiles and flirty winks that made your heart melt and your face turn red.

By the end of your first date, Sara realized you were going to be so much more than just a fling.

When you get hurt Sara stays in the Med-bay with you even before you two get together.

Your all for Sara being Captain.

She loves when you call her captain *Wink*

Having a really intense and passionate relationship with her.

Sex all throughout time

Sometimes being Captain can be overwhelming

So as her S/O you take it upon your self to help her unwind and relax

Absolutely complete honesty with each other.

#sara lance x reader #dating

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thewidowsghost · 1 year

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The Crisis Begins (Memories - Pt. 2)

Part 1

Daisy Johnson / Skye Masterlist

Main Masterlist

One of (Y/n)’s first memories was her sister’s, Natasha, sixth birthday.

Melina sets (Y/n) on the floor next to Yelena, who was about two - (Y/n), three.

(Y/n) gets to her feet, running and stumbling over to Natasha, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor with a few wrapped gifts sitting in front of her.

“Happy birfday,” (Y/n) chirps, giving her sister a big hug.

Natasha smiles down at (Y/n), giving her a hug in return.

Natasha’s birthdays had been few and far between.

The next one (Y/n) had known about had been just before they’d escaped the Red Room.

Every Red Room assassin had a partner, and (Y/n) and Natasha had been paired together all throughout their training, and Natasha wondered if Melina had been the influence on the pairing.

(Y/n) hadn’t been able to find a birthday cake, or cupcakes, or cookies, but she had found a loaf of fresh bread.

(Y/n) sneaks into their shared room, and she pulls the loaf of bread out of the backpack she’s wearing.

The fourteen year old (Y/n) hands her sister the bread. “Happy birthday,” she murmurs, though she knows that Natasha would have to be going through her graduation ceremony.

Natasha meets (Y/n)’s gaze before she smiles, getting up from her bed to give her younger sister a hug.

“Thank you,” Natasha murmurs.

(Y/n) glows, happy to have gotten something that made her sister happy.

. . .

You glance around the corner of the wall, catching sight of the HYDRA guard walking up and down the hallway.

Natasha crouches down beside sister, and her jaw clenches harshly.

“It’s the Solider,” Natasha mutters, recognizing the frame and dark brown hair of the Winter Soldier. There had been a situation between the Soldier and (Y/n) about a year ago, and it hadn’t exactly raised Natasha’s respect for the man, even if he was being controlled.

(Y/n) slips down the hallway, her feet silent on the ground, Natasha following closely behind.

. . .

(Y/n) drops to the floor as an arrow implants itself into the wall above her head. Natasha catches the look of terror on (Y/n)’s face, and she pulls (Y/n) to her.

Natasha’s emerald gaze burns with anger, and she gets to her feet, crouching below the wall. “Stay here,” the redhead tells (Y/n).

(Y/n) swallows thickly, but she shifts onto her feet. “I’m not letting you go alone,” (Y/n) replies, frowning slightly.

“You’re hurt,” Natasha replies, pushing (Y/n) back to the ground.

(Y/n) glances down at her left leg, bloody and bruised yellow and purple. The injury would’ve grossed out anyone else, but (Y/n) and Natahsa were trained assassins - they weren’t allowed to be bothered by injuries and, as Dreykov had called them, violations, no matter how awful.

“Now, stay,” Natasha tells (Y/n), and finally, (Y/n) nods.

Natasha inches forward, catching sight of the man - a bow in his hand, and a quiver strapped to his back.

An archer.

“Natalia Alianovna Romanova,” the man says and Natasha pauses, standing still and studying the archer some more. He looked to be a few years older than her, and he looked more hardened than Natasha, which surprised her a little. The archer raises her bow, but what happens next shocks both him and Natasha.

(Y/n) gets to her feet, swaying slightly, but she hobbles between her sister and the archer.

The archer lowers his bow slightly. “You’re just a kid?” the archer asks in his low voice.

“My sister and I escaped,” (Y/n) replies, shifting her weight to her good leg. “W-we’re done.”

. . .

Lying with Daisy, (Y/n) had never felt more at home.

(Y/n)’s stomach rumbles, and she sighs, disentangling herself from Daisy and trudging down the hall towards the kitchen.

(Y/n) grabs an apple and a granola bar, sitting down on her favorite couch and resting her hand on her slightly rounded stomach. (Y/n) frowns slightly at a picture of her, Natasha, and Yelena together on the TV stand- she wished that it could be like that again.

(Y/n) takes a bite of her granola bar, and her sour mood leaves her, humming happily at the taste of the chocolate and peanut butter bar.

Natasha Melina Romanoff yawns as she pads into the living room. Studying her daughter, (Y/n) realizes how much her daughter looked like her aunt - her red hair starting to grow, leaving red roots and blue ends.

“Hi, baby,” (Y/n) greets her daughter, and Natasha smiles sleepily, stumbling over to the couch and lying down and resting her head in her mother’s lap.

“Mornin’,” Natasha murmurs, her eyes fluttering shut as (Y/n) runs her fingers through her hair.

“Still tired?” (Y/n) asks her daughter, who yawns in reply.

. . .

After the transition to SHIELD from the Red Room and HYDRA, (Y/n) had decided to move to Starling City for a fresh start - at about 19.

‘The island they found us on is called Lian Yu,’ (Y/n) reflects on the island. ‘It’s Mandarin for purgatory. We’d been stranded there for five years - me and Oliver Queen. I’d dreamed of my rescue every cold, bleak, black night since then. After five years, I’d only had two thoughts, to survive and escape from that hell.

Oliver had offered her and her girlfriend, Sara, on his yacht as a sort of vacation.

Sara cuddles up to (Y/n), her head resting on her chest.

(Y/n) smiles, her nose resting against Sara’s temple.

Rain batters the side of the yacht, and Sara’s arms tighten around (Y/n)’s waist.

“It’s okay,” (Y/n) murmurs. “I’ve got you.”

Sara pulls away for a moment, studying (Y/n)’s face - the scar on her bottom lip, the scar above her left eye that cut her eyebrow, the long scar along the side of her face, and the scar along the bridge of her nose. She lifts a hand, running a finger down the scars, and (Y/n) shifts slightly.

“Is this okay?” Sara asks, though she’d done the same thing a few times before.

“I’m not ashamed,” (Y/n) replies, and Sara notes that it’s not exactly an answer to the question so she stops, snuggling closer to (Y/n). “Sara,” (Y/n) says after a moment.

“Yes?”

“I think I -” (Y/n) pauses. She wonders for a moment of the words she was about to use were as childish as the Red Room had taught her.

Suddenly, the boat shifts, and the mattress the two were laying on flips over, Sara landing on top of (Y/n), who was squished flat between the floor and her girlfriend (and the mattress).

(Y/n) strains, but shoves the mattress aside, and Sara rolls over to one side about three feet away from (Y/n), no longer pinned between her girlfriend and the mattress.

The window beside the two shatters from the force of the raging storm outside.

As if in slow motion, Sara reaches out a hand for (Y/n), her eyes wide with terror. (Y/n) also reaches out a hand.

Fingers brush.

And Sara is ripped through the broken window.

A scream tears through (Y/n)’s chest, and the door to the cabin bursts open.

Oliver stares between the shattered window - which was rapidly filling the room with water - and the heartbroken woman on the floor.

“We’ve got to go,” Oliver yells at his friend. He pulls (Y/n) up from the floor of the cabin - the water at about hip level now - and he drags her outside and to a lifeboat.

“Hey,” Daisy’s hand rests lightly on (Y/n)’s shoulder from behind the couch.

“What?” (Y/n) starts slightly, jostling Natasha’s head, which was still resting in her lap.

Natasha’s eyes flutter open, and her stomach rumbles. She looks up at her mother, and goes to say something, but stops at the haunted look in (Y/n)’s eyes.

“I’m gonna go get something to eat,” Natasha murmurs, getting up and giving (Y/n) a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Daisy circles around the couch, sitting down beside her wife. “Honey, are you okay?”

“Just lost in memories,” (Y/n) replies, leaning into Daisy’s shoulder.

“Lian Yu?” Daisy wonders aloud, and (Y/n) nods.

“Stupid fucking island,” (Y/n) mutters.

“Have you talked to Sara or Oliver recently?” Daisy asks - she knew about (Y/n) and Sara’s previous relationship, but it had been almost seventeen years since that relationship had ended.

(Y/n) shakes her head in reply, resting her hands on her four month pregnant belly.

“We should name the baby after them,” Daisy says thoughtfully, and (Y/n) looks over at her wife. “Oliver Phillip Johnson if it’s a boy or Sara Thea Johnson if it’s a girl.”

“You’ve clearly been thinking about this,” (Y/n) says.

Daisy nods, “It’s a big decision.”

(Y/n) considers the names. “I do like that,” she murmurs; Daisy grins in reply.

“I'm glad!” she chirps.

. . .

Daisy leaves (Y/n) alone to make the girls a snack and she starts when she hears a knock on the door. Daisy heads towards the door, unknowingly dusting her hands off on her pants.

Daisy opens the door, and blinks in surprise at the crowd of people framed in the door - a woman, maybe five foot nine, with blue eyes and blond hair; a man with a buzz cut blond hair and blue eyes; and another blonde haired, blue eyed woman; and a shorter woman with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.

“Dais?” (Y/n) makes her way sleepily towards the door, wriggling into a sweatshirt. (Y/n) falters a few feet from the door, her eyes wide with shock. “Ollie? Sara? Felicity? Thea?” (Y/n) stares at her friends for a moment.

“Why don’t y’all come in?” Daisy asks, opening the door further to allow the four figures to step inside.

Felicity excitedly embraces (Y/n), who smiles brightly, returning her friend’s hug.

“How are you?” Felicity asks, casting her gaze across the living room.

“I’m really good,” (Y/n) replies; and then she flushes embarrassedly at the messy state of the living room. “Sorry about the mess -”

Skye, (Y/n) and Daisy’s oldest daughter - 11, emerges from her bedroom, blinking in surprise at the four extra people in the house.

“This is Skye,” (Y/n) introduces her daughter to Team Arrow. “And this is Felicity, Thea, Oliver, and Sara.”

Skye waves shyly, and Sara smiles at the girl.

. . .

Daisy offers to make dinner, leaving (Y/n) and her friends to talk.

“What’s up?” (Y/n) asks, settling down on the couch, her late sister’s cat Liho, resting in her lap.

“What?” Thea questions.

“I haven’t seen any of you in years,” (Y/n) replies, stroking the cat’s fur. “There must be something going on if all four of you are here now.”

Oliver and Sara exchange a glance.

“The world or rather -”

Another knock on the door makes Oliver stop talking; (Y/n) sighs, getting up from the couch.

(Y/n) opens the door, and a figure falls into (Y/n)’s arms, sobbing heavily.

The others watch as (Y/n) soothes the blonde haired woman, a dark haired girl standing in the doorway of the house.

“What’s wrong?” (Y/n) asks her sister’s girlfriend.

Kate goes to reply but Yelena interrupts her. “I miss Nat,” the blonde wails.

“What happened to Natasha?” Sara asks, and the other members of Team Arrow murmur questioningly.

Yelena pulls away, looking at the other people in the room, and (Y/n) brushes away the tears sliding down her sister’s face. “I’m sorry,” Yelena mutters. “I didn’t realize you had company.”

“You never have to apologize,” (Y/n) tells her sister gently. “And I miss her too.” (Y/n) turns back to her friends. “Natasha died. A little over a year ago.”

The looks of shock on the faces of Team Arrow tell (Y/n) enough - people knew about the deaths of Tony and Steve, but the world would never seem to care about her late sister and the influence she’d had on the lives of so many people.

(Y/n) turns to Kate, who is leaning against the closed door, “Why don’t you take Yel up to the guest room? I’ll come to check on you later, okay?”

Kate’s lip quivers, and she nods, blinking back her tears, sad that her girlfriend was so torn up.

Before Kate and Yelena can leave, (Y/n) embraces the dark haired girl and presses a sisterly kiss to her forehead.

Daisy emerges from the hallway the girls’ rooms were down, and, seeing Team Arrow watching (Y/n) worriedly, the brunette crosses the room in a few strides.

“Kate and Yelena are heading up to the guest room,” (Y/n) murmurs. “She misses Nat.” Daisy swallows thickly, but before Daisy can reply, (Y/n) straightens herself. “It’s fine,” she says, in a sort of voice telling Daisy that nothing was fine.

(Y/n) and Daisy stand still for moment, conversing in quiet tones that the Team Arrow members couldn’t hear, and then, the two walk back over to the living space.

(Y/n) and Daisy take up positions on a couch across from the one Sara and Felicity were sharing.

“So, what’s going on?” (Y/n) asks.

“He’s called the Anti-Monitor,” Oliver begins and just the name has goosebumps rise on (Y/n)’s arms. “And he’s going to try and destroy all the worlds.”

“All of the worlds,” Daisy leans forward slightly. “The way you’re phrasing that suggests that the multiverse theory is correct.”

There is another knock on the front door and Daisy gets to her feet, walking over to answer it.

“Uh, hi,” Daisy greets the newcomers - a dark haired man with hazel eyes, a woman with wavy long brown hair and brown eyes, and a man with long dark black hair and brown eyes.

“Barry, you’re late again,” Oliver comments from the couch, and the hazel eyed man grins sheepishly. “This is Barry Allen, Cisco Ramon, and Caitlyn Snow. They’re kind of our multiversal experts.”

Word Count: 2381 words

Skye / Daisy Johnson x Fem!Reader:

@imapotato

@confusinggemini612

@marie45019

#skye x fem reader #skye x reader #skye x female reader #daisy johnson x reader #daisy johnson x female reader #daisy johnson x fem reader #sara lance x reader #sara lance x fem reader #sara lance x female reader

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smalls-words · 2 years

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Motorcycles Are Dumb

Summary: Oliver Queen is a shit driver who shouldn’t be in charge of your girlfriend’s life.

Pairings: Sara Lance x GN!Healer!Reader, Sister!Felicity Smoak x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort (holy trinity 🙏)

Warnings: Shrapnel wounds, healing wounds by converting them onto your body, sexual suggestion at the end.

Requested: yes/NO

Words: 2,044

A/N - You know the drill; 'you got hurt and didn't tell me' trope, but with two trained League assassins in a relationship. Sara is also canonically bisexual, so that’s the main reason I swapped from Fem to GN.

*not my gif*

You sat behind your sister as the both of you typed away on two sets of computers, analysing the route for your partners to escape without injury.

"Ollie, take your second left." You murmured into the comms.

"Got it." He reported back.

Felicity turned to you in her wheelchair, your posture straight since the League and you could feel her gaze burning a hole into the back of your head whilst your eyes flickered around the desktops.

"What, Feli?" You grumbled.

"You need to get back out in the field. You're no good stuck behind a desk." She spoke her mind.

"The same can be said for you." You retorted, ignoring the fact that she was in a wheelchair.

"Puh-lease. You were trained by the League, by Sara's side. All I'm saying is that you're Angel - you shouldn't be wasting your training." Felicity turned back to the desktops and you quickly shot out of your chair.

"Ollie, there's a bird coming at you on your right!"

You heard multiple grunts and metallic squeals that you didn't have the heart to silence, listening as it made your spine shiver before you grabbed your keys on your desk.

"We're... we're okay. It missed us, but I trashed the bike."

"I'm coming to pick you up." You murmured before you slammed a fist onto the keyboard of your desk and marched into the elevator, furiously pressing the button to the garage before the doors closed.

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You kept glancing back as Sara sat asleep in the back, your mind slightly worried for the cut on her eyebrow but nothing else concerned you.

"I'm sorry." You murmured as you calmly turned the corner.

"For what?" Oliver looked at you with perplexity. "You saved our asses. If you hadn't called it out, that missile would have-"

"Don't, Ollie. I don't want to think about it." You interjected, the simple thought of Sara being dealt with the missile making your stomach drop.

"Alright." Oliver muttered before he winced at the cut by his eye.

"Give." You held out your hand as you turned another corner with your other hand, the archer taking your hand before he pressed a finger of yours to the cut.

You could feel the same area under your eye threaten to split as you healed him, but you redirected the pain towards your back. As you reached the red traffic light, you closed your eyes and lined it up against the others in case it scarred.

"You shouldn't be healing such a simple cut, Y/N." Oliver scolded you and you flipped him off.

"Be glad I picked you up." You barked quietly.

"You would have done it anyway." He grumbled.

"You may be my brother-in-law, but I would have gladly left you behind and put Sara in the front." You quickly turned to him and he saw the look in your eyes to be genuine until you looked back to the road.

"I know." He muttered before you finally turned into the garage and Oliver helped Sara out since she had woken up.

"Let me-"

"I'm fine, Y/N." Sara pushed you away and leaned on Oliver as he helped her walk towards the medical suite of the bunker.

"So, we are slightly closer to finding those drug runners and their trafficking ring, thanks to Oliver putting a tracker on one of them." Felicity welcomed you all back in but saw the scowl you had on your face.

"And I'll just order some Big Belly Burger." She muttered to herself.

"Good idea, sis." You threw your keys onto your desk, littered with many scrunched up papers since you hadn't bothered to empty your overflowing bin and you huffed as you sat down.

"What do you want? Cheeseburger? Basic… beef… burger?" Felicity trailed as she saw the small cut bleeding on your side.

"Y/N."

"What?" You hissed bitterly before you took a deep breath and apologised.

"I'm getting two of mine and you're going to deal with it. Now go help Sara." Felicity grumbled as she tapped away on her keyboard.

You stood and moved towards the medical wing to see Sara lock eyes with you, instantly letting you know she was hiding something. The way she leaned to one side, her head cocked the other way, and the fact that her eyes tried to avoid you gave you all the proof you needed.

You marched up to her, ignoring her protests whilst expertly slapping her hands away until you ripped the side of her shirt with your bare hands.

"You..." You seethed, moving away before you slammed your hand through the metal table next to the bed.

"Y/N, I'm fine."

"You have a piece of shrapnel in your abdomen, Sara!" You yelled and saw how your volume affected her, looking away from her as you shut up.

"Y/N, look at me." She murmured, yet you didn't meet her eyes.

"Y/N Smoak." She growled and that got your attention.

"Don't you dare say you are fine." You pointed at the piece of shrapnel in her abdomen and felt your hands start to shake.

You tucked them underneath your arms as you breathed out shakily, turning away from Sara before you grabbed the medical kit sitting near the bed and threw it lightly onto the bed.

"Y/N-"

"Sara." You interrupted quickly, your tone indicating you were struggling to keep your composure.

She grabbed your chin with one hand and whilst it was gentle, the kiss she planted on your lips was filled with emotion that made you almost forget about her injury.

Almost.

"Thank you." You muttered softly.

Sara knew every trick in the book when it came to you - she had trained with you, after all. Her touch was enough to calm your anger, a kiss enough to decimate it.

"Lie down, please." You asked her and she nodded.

You were never polite with others, not even with Felicity. Granted, you could be, but only if that meant you would get something in return.

"Brace." You muttered and you held out your hand to Sara's, her fingers lacing between yours before you carefully began to dig the shrapnel out and her grip tightened around your hand.

"Don't go breaking my hand, Lance."

"Just get it out, Smoak." Sara seethed through the pain before you finally pulled the shrapnel out and placed your gloves in the bin.

As you sat back down and moved to place your hand over her wound, Sara snatched your hand and quickly grabbed the other when it tried to move as well.

"You are not healing this." She ordered.

"And who are you to stop me?" You curled an eyebrow up before you moved your hands too quickly for her concussed mind to register, pinning her hands above her head with only one of yours.

"Y/N, if you heal this-"

"What, no sex for a week? I can last that long. It's you who can't." You teased as you placed your hand over her wound.

Once again, you felt your lower stomach tingle before you focused on your back and felt your skin split open to match the severity of Sara's motorcycle incident.

"God, you're infuriating." Sara growled as she lifted your shirt and spun you around, grabbing the sticky gauze pad from the medical kit and slapping it harshly on your back.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You turned around and spoke softly as you lowered your t-shirt back on.

"Because I knew you were going to do this. I can handle a motorcycle crash, Y/N. I'm not superpowered like you but I can handle Ollie's shitty driving." She cupped your face in her hands before she brushed a loose strand of hair out of your eyes.

"I don't like seeing you in pain, love." You murmured.

"Neither do I. We went through enough of that in the League." She chuckled as she pulled you closer to her.

"You know how I feel about you healing me. And I'm also annoyed that you healed Ollie before me."

"If you were in the front seat, darling, I would have done much more than heal you." You smirked as you kissed her softly.

"I thought you said no sex for a week?" Sara quipped.

“You don’t want sex?” You questioned.

"I don't want sex right now. I just want you." Sara spoke as she pulled away after a few seconds.

"Feli! I'm going home!" You yelled, an incoherent mumble coming from the disabled techie before she waved her hand at you to leave.

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You grinned as Sara waltzed over to you on the couch, moving your butt over so that she could fall into the hole you made between the couch arm and yourself.

"Mmm. This is what I wanted." She hummed as she lay on your front, your arms falling on her back to grab her ass before she flicked your ear and you readjusted.

Even if it was only to the bend of her back.

"Sorry - you know I'm a person of habit." You smirked as she sat up and gave you a half-hearted stare.

"Mhmm. That's why you always throw your keys."

"It gives me a mental reminder of where I put them!" You argued.

"Sure it does." Sara grinned before she kissed you softly and then turned her head to watch the stars twinkle outside.

"Y/N..." She yawned.

You chuckled. "I guess being in a motorcycle incident can tire you out."

"You know I'd prefer it if you tired me out." She smirked before she stifled another yawn.

"You are way too tired for sex. You'd pass out before it'd be my turn." You lightly kissed her temple before you gripped underneath her thighs and picked her up.

"It's past your bedtime, Miss Lance." You stated.

"Shut it, you." She lightly slapped your back but you could feel her body freeze as you climbed the stairs towards your bed.

"It's okay, Sara." You cooed as you placed her on the bed before walking over to the wardrobe and grabbed a set of pyjamas.

"Can I please check?" She murmured as she snaked her arms around your hips, lightly brushing her forearm over the gauze pad and you nodded.

As she peeled it back, you heard her sigh in relief before the rest of it came off in a swift rip.

"Ow." You grumbled in complaint.

"Oh, shut it." She mumbled before she kissed the irritated area and you slipped your oversized shirt on.

"Come on. Bedtime." You snickered again whilst she rolled her eyes.

As she walked away from you, you tackled her into the bed and grinned when you put her in a soft headlock.

"You win, you win!" She tapped against your arm that wasn't even threatening her airways and you moved it to wrap over her shoulder and your fingers lightly swirled along the skin of her back.

"I always win. Whether it'd be in sex or in life." You smirked before you kissed her softly.

You flicked the covers over the both of you with your feet and grinned at Sara's chuckle, letting her tuck her head into your neck before you covered the both of you.

"I love you." Sara murmured in your ear as she kissed your neck.

"I love you too." You kissed her in the exact same spot on her neck before you heard her chuckle.

"What's so funny, Canary?"

"Nothing, Angel. Just that people would be surprised to learn that you're a bottom." She nipped your ear before licking away the pain.

"You are such a tease, Miss Lance." You smirked before you wrapped both arms over her back, humming at her body against yours before you felt her hands sneak up underneath the back of your shirt.

"Okay. Only a few rounds though - I don't want you passing out whilst I'm midway." You murmured.

"Yes." You heard her whisper as it cheered in victory before she sat up and straddled your waist.

"I told you that you wouldn't be able to last a week." You smirked.

She rolled her eyes at your quip before she placed a hand on your chest and lowered down until your lips tingled from her breath.

"Shut up and kiss me."

A/N - Sara Lance is just 🥵

#saralance #sara lance #sara lance x reader #smalls-words #sara lance fluff #sara lance angst #sara lance hurt/comfort

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smartycvnt · 8 months

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Flirting with Sara Lance hcs?

Sara is a huge flirt, and once she finds out how easy it is to flustered you, it's game over.

She starts out verbally with pick-up lines and compliments, but once she knows you're okay with it, she moves on to little touches

You get kind of depressed when you think she's joking about everything

Sara sets the record straight and you learn that what you had been getting before was just the tip of the iceberg

It gets worse when Sara can make obviously sexual comments and tease you until you're really frustrated

#arrowverse x reader #legends of tomorrow x reader #legends of tomorrow headcanons #arrowverse headcanons #sara lance x reader #headcanons

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p-taryn-dactyl · 2 years

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hi!! i’ve seen you’re writing for legends i don’t have any specific ideas in mind but could you write something soft for sara lance x fem reader please? :)

a/n: of course! i hope i chose a scenario that you enjoy!! picture is not mine pairing(s): sara lance x reader word count: 632 warning(s): none really but mentions of reader having long enough hair for ponytail

cuddles and coffee ☕

You loved mornings like this, mornings where you wake up before your girlfriend, able to admire her beauty before she awoke. Thankfully, last night was spent in John's magical mansion - allowing for real sunlight to filter through the curtain and sparkle across Sara's skin. You basked in the warmth as you sat up, careful of your movements. Brushing some of her hair out of her face, you smiled at the peaceful expression she wore. You leaned down and kissed her forehead, moving to get up. Arms wrapped and tightened around your waist, pulling you back. You laughed lightly as you laid back down, your eyes meeting sleepy blue ones.

"Where're you going?" she mumbled out, sleep still slurring her words. You brushed hair behind her ear as she pulled you closer to her, Sara's head now using your chest as a pillow. You whispered in her ear, knowing how loud voices cause her headaches in the morning.

"I was going to make some coffee before the others get to it first." Sara let out a soft laugh, yawning as she sat up - now looking down at you.

"If I let you go, will you come back for me?" You sat up and nuzzled your nose against hers.

"Of course. I'll even bring you some coffee." Your assassin girlfriend let out a little cheer. You got out of bed and pulled your hair into a low ponytail - covering up your bedhead. As you made your way to the kitchen, you reveled in the still calm of the air. You loved the Legends, they were your family, yet a break from the rowdiness was always appreciated. As the coffee pot sputtered out some of the delicious dark beverage, you watched the sunlight pass through the windows, catching on particles of air, making the room sparkle. As you heard the pot finish, you felt familiar arms once more wrap around your waist.

"What happened to me coming back for you?" You joked, leaning your head back on Sara's shoulder to look at her. The blonde shrugged.

"Well I missed you and then I smelled the coffee." You shook your head lovingly, maneuvering yourself so that Sara's arms were still around your waist as you poured coffee into two mugs. As you both sipped the steaming beverage, the silence was comfortable, stretching over you like a warm blanket. You took a sip of your drink before walking back to the stairs, Sara following you. You sat your coffee on the bedside table, returning to the covers. Sara followed suit, an amused look on her face as she pulled you into her arms, pressing a kiss to your temple. You shrugged.

"You wanted more cuddles, I'm being selfless right now." Sara laughed, turning so that you were under her. She rested her forehead on yours, a lovingly soft gesture.

"Thank you for being my girlfriend." she whispered, almost to quiet for you to hear. You smiled, wrapping your arms around Sara in a hug. You pressed a soft kiss to her lips, cocking your head to the side playfully.

"I love you." You said in response, watching as your answer caused Sara's face to light up, her blue eyes dancing with excitement. She rested her head on your chest, listening to your heart beat. When she looked up, you saw a question in her eyes.

"[Name]?" her voice was quiet, hopeful. You scrunched your eyebrows as you answered.

"Sara?" She propped herself up, her hands on either side of your shoulders. Her beautiful blue eyes bore into you, making you loose your breath.

"You're the best girlfriend but..." she trailed off, a slight mischievous expression forming on her face at your confusion. she leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"I think you be a great wife."

#sara lance #sara lance x reader #legends of tomorrow x reader #legends of tomorrow #soft and sweet #fluff #sara lance x fem!reader #fem!reader

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