#Sara Lance x you

[bonm4ti]

your camera roll if you were dating caity lotz ✧

- 🏷️ @cevansbaby-dove

[urlocal-bienbee3]

Omg stop that was so cute omg. The way I'm trying to hunt down these sara lance x reader fics. I am in fact addicted

Hi I love your work, could you do a fluffy Sara lance x reader fic?

Hi sweets, thank you sooo much <3 I don't know if I'm good at fluff, but I gave it a try. (Honestly didn't like it very much, but I hope you do).

Word Count: 1500+

Pairings: Sara Lance x Reader

Warnings: Drunkness

Drunk In Love

You were drunk, so utterly drunk, how could you not be? You saw the girl you’ve been pining over whispering and giggling alongside Ava. You knew you had no right to feel jealous, you never told Sara how you felt about her, so the only logical answer was for you to go to a party and get drunk. And god, you were fucking wasted, there was no other way to describe it, you were stumbling, your words slurring into each other, your laughter had gotten louder and more frequent. Yeah, drunk was a bit of an understatement.

You were lucky enough that you and the other Legends were in a time period where parties were in full swing, so you took advantage of that… The problem was that, somehow, in the midst of your drinking, you had called one Sara Lance. It was not completely your fault, though, you were absolutely sure you were talking to Zari. You just wanted a ride back home.

You had said, in a mixture of words almost impossible to decipher, that you’d be waiting in the hot dog cart around the corner from the party. And that's where you sat down to wait.

Honestly, you didn't know how much time passed, maybe you had even fallen asleep for a second there, but soon enough you felt a hand on your shoulder. You lifted your head and your gaze locked onto the bluest pair of eyes you had ever seen.

"Sara?" you asked tilting your head a bit, a little less drunk than before. "What are you doing here? You’re not Zari”.

“No, I'm not Zari, sorry to let you down,” Sara said in a mocking tone, helping you to your feet.

“What? No! You could never, ever, ever let me down 'cause you're a muffin! A lil’ muffin full of love! It’s not physically possible for you to let anyone down.” Your words sounded perfect in your ears, it was a pity Sara could barely hear them because of your slurring.

The blonde had an arm around your waist, your words might have been slurred, but she understood them nonetheless, because she understood you, so began to laugh. A giant smile spread across her face.

“My god, you have such a beautiful laugh,” Sara stopped laughing and looked at you more intently, but you were too drunk to notice, so you simply kept talking. “I’ve always wanted to tell you that you had the prettiest laugh I’ve ever heard, but I thought I’d be weird if I came out of nowhere and just went to you all like 'hey Sara, you have the prettiest laughter in the world’... Would it be weird?”

Sara’s hand on your waist tightened a bit, her heart beating a bit faster.

“No,” the blonde said with a goofy grin on her face, “it wouldn’t be weird. It’d be very sweet, actually.”

A huge smile lit up your face. “Perfect! So I'll tell you that the next time you laugh again, okay?”

Sara bit her lip. “That’s fine with me.”

If it were any other person, they may have had some difficulty in handling a drunk you, but this was Sara, so she managed to get you to the car without breaking a sweat. There was someone in the driver’s seat, you couldn’t tell who, but by that beautiful hair, it could only be Ray.

Sara got into the backseat with you, pulling you to her and closing the door. The car started to move soon enough, Sara had managed to put the seatbelt on herself, but you were another story altogether, you refused to sit properly, you were practically parched in the blonde’s lap, your legs over hers and your head resting on her shoulder.

“Damn,” you said in a drunken slur, “how could I have forgotten you smelled so good?”

“Kitty-cat, you're drunk,” Sara said with a sigh.

You lifted your hand and pulled your thumb and forefinger together, leaving a hairs-width distance between them.

“Just a teensy little bit, like this,” you said to the blonde.

Sara threw back her head and started to laugh, the sound echoing in your head, and more than ever you were sure that, yes, it was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard.

“You are a very cute drunk, Y/N,” Sara said trying to hold back her laughter.

Your smile dropped at that and it made Sara frown.

“So you like me drunk?” you asked, your voice wavering now “That means that if I get drunk more often you’ll like me more than you like Ava?”

“You don’t need to get drunk for that, I already like you more than I like Ava. Y/N I like you more than I like anyone, really.” She said in a sweet tone, caressing your face.

A smile that could melt the sun itself came upon your face and you hugged Sara tightly, burying your face in her neck and tightening your arms around her waist.

“You're the best person ever,” you whispered.

One of Sara’s arms wrapped around your back while the other went to your waist.

“Next time you could come with me,” You said then, “I would love to see you drunk too, I bet drunk Sara is the funniest, I bet I’d love her just like I love the normal you.”

Sara's hand on your waist suddenly tightened a little, an involuntary reaction.

"You love the normal me, then?" Sara asked.

“Yes!” You practically squealed and then disentangled your arms from Sara to open them as if you wanted to indicate size. “I love a looot of people. Most of the people I love are my friends, so it's not romantic love, it's more like a friendly love, then there's the love I have for my family and the love I have for people I really love, you know. There is a lot of love for everyone.”

"And what kind of love have you reserved for me in that heart of yours?" Sara asked with a smirk on her face.

She didn't expect to see a frown on your face.

“You know what? I don’t know,” you said and frowned, leaning back into Sara. “You should have my friendly love because you’re my best friend! We’ve fought together, we have fun, you help me, I help you. We’re like two peas in a pod!”

It was Sara's turn to frown.

"So you don’t love me like a friend?" she asked, caressing your waist with her hand.

“I do love you!” you exclaimed as if it was absurd to think otherwise. “Just not as a friend, no, cause friends don’t think about you the way I do”.

Sara's hand on your waist tightened even more, her body was suddenly rigid and she was looking at you with one hundred percent of her attention.

"And what do you think about me?"

You giggled and tucked your face in Sara’s neck once again, she smiled as she caressed your arms.

“I think stuff like, wow I really want to kiss you. And your body is beautiful, I've pictured you naked several times, not that I tell anyone that, of course.”

Sara didn't say anything, just continued to watch you as if you were her sole point of focus.

“And I feel kinda bad when I see you and Ava,” you continued, not noticing the intensity of Sara’s gaze, “and I love it when you, well, when you do anything, really, I just love looking at you.”

Sara was caressing your hair now, you practically purred on her lap, she smiled, wishing more than anything that you’d remember this.

“I love you too, cupcake.” She whispered.

You untangled yourself from her to look her in the eyes, a bright smile on your face once more. “You do?!” you almost squealed drunkenly.

Sara was trying hard to hold in her laughter, so she just nodded, bumping your nose with hers. “More than anything.”

You practically bounced on her lap. “Oh, so can I sleep with you tonight?!”

Sara was beaming at your enthusiasm, it was endearing, adorable, and so darn cute. “With one condition. We stay with clothes on.” She said, using her finger to boop your nose. She didn’t want to take advantage of you.

You gasp as if you realized something, then grasped her by the shoulders and looked her dead in the eyes. “I’m not drunk anymore. Can we kiss?”

You were definitely drunk.

Sara laughed out loud then, she couldn’t hold it back anymore, she pinched your cheeks before pulling you in to hug you. “Not now, tomorrow, when there’s no trace of alcohol in your system.”

You nodded and tucked yourself into her again. “So tomorrow we can kiss?”

She nodded. “Yes, sweetie.”

“And hug? And cuddle? And we can tickle each other until one of us cave? And we can-…” you were saying, but your words got lower and lower in volume.

“We already do all of that.” Sara whispered, caressing your hair once again “But yes, we can do that and more. We can do whatever you want.”

You kissed her jaw. “Thank you, Sar, I love you.”

She kissed your temple. “I love you too, Y/N/N. Now go to sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

[the-feral-gremlin]

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

Crisis on Earth-X where everything’s the same except when Barry won’t kill Thawne, Sara comes out of the shadows and snaps his neck while calling Barry a wimp

[joeey-dee]

Something that always confused me were the people claiming Oliver didn't love Sara, wasn't really interested in her....

Right. That is why he was the one pursuing her and making the first step, initiating their involvements EVERY SINGLE TIME!

He begged her to come on the Gambit with him, she was having some serious doubts and Oliver went all caps on her "PLEASE" with exclamation points like seriously? How desperate was he to get her to come with him? But sure, it was just about sex cause Oliver Jonas Queen wouldn't have been able to pick up just any woman simply to have some physical fun with while travelling. He was begging his girlfriend's sister to join him on a trip with his father on a freaking Yacht which made keeping their affair a secret pretty much impossible.

On Lian Yu he risked everything to save her, to keep her safe and to protect her time and again. He was the one who initiated the kiss on the Freighter. He was the one making it very clear to her how he felt and what he wanted. Cause, there's no way that kiss was cause he wanted to get it on... it was a "we may not see each other again because I might die and I need you to know how I feel" kind of kiss.

When she came home, he did everything within his power to convince her to stay.

He was once again the one pursuing her and initiating their relationship.

He was the one taking their involvements to the next step or trying to "We should think about getting a more permanent place.

" - "we? are you asking me to move in with you?"

Oliver also didn't want her to leave. Tried to stop her even when knowing he can't.

And the look on his face in 3.01 when she showed up and his "I hope so" after asking if she'd be around more permanently again.

Oliver Jonas Queen loved Sara Lance dearly, completely, selflessly and unconditionally.

Sara was the one he chose time and again.

"I chose you." Was true in more ways than simply his choice between Shado and Sara.

Oliver was willing to risk everything, including his life for her years before he became a vigilante, had proper training or suffered any sort of losses.

Irresponsible, "selfish" according to him, immature playboy Ollie was willing to die in order to look for Sara after the Gambit sank. Mr. "I detest swimming" would've jumped back into the freezing, stormy seas of the North China Sea had Robert not held him back.

But sure, it was just a fling and she meant nothing to him.

Okay, I'm done ranting now. But just saying, there was no one Oliver took more risks for than Sara. Saving Felicity or Laurel after years of training doesn't measure up to him saving Sara, getting between her and a gun etc with little to no training and a much bigger chance of him dying.

But that is just my humble opinion.

[jooeeydee]

Oliver Jonas Queen used to take Sara Lance flying on the small light aircraft he'd gotten to his sixteenth birthday from his father and there's no way that isn't a fact.

Robert taught Oliver how to fly.

Sara loved birds.

Oliver took Sara flying so she could feel like a bird.

Tell me I'm wrong.

[kitkatt0430]

🖤 nyssara?

🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation

This one got angsty on me. *sniffle* Ao3 and SquidgeWorld links below.

[ghostofarya]

DC’s Legends of Tomorrow

So I’ve been sitting, staring at my screen trying to come of a way to introduce my new story, but it is more difficult than writing the actual thing. Anyways, now that I have done that, let me tell you about the story.

The story takes place in the beginning of season 4 of the show because I wanted the supernatural aspects included with the time travel. I also have taken some aspects from TVDU, not characters or anything, just ideas and concepts. One thing to note is that supernatural creatures exist naturally and there are fugitives from the Mallus realm.

The main character (reader) is a young witch who is not associated with the legends, yet. The story begins with a magical fugitive on the loose in New Orleans, 2020, where the mc is currently. Of course, being a witch, the MC has dealt with supernatural creatures, but this fugitive is something new entirely.

I am almost done with the first chapter, so if you guys are interested, drop a follow. (:

-Arya

[fandomnerd9602]

Another one of Sara Lance x Male Insomniac Spider-Man Reader? Maybe this time with firty and smut??

The rest of the Legends leave Sara and Y/N's house...

Y/N: finally they're gone

Sara saunters into the living room...

Sara: good cause now I can give you your Thanksgiving gift

Sara pulls off her outfit to reveal lingerie...

Sara: turkey's not the only thing getting stuffed (winks)

Y/N: i...uh...happy thanksgiving

Y/N rushes to her...

[the-fiction-witch]

The Boy Named Luke

Media - House Of The Dragon (AU KINDA) Character - Lucerys Velaryon (Amnesia) Couple - Lucerys X Reader Reader - Sara Storm Rating - 12 Word Count - 1175 Requested -

please write a new one shot for lukeeee

Sara walked barefoot along the golden sandy beach, her woven basket swaying gently in her hand as she scanned the shore for crabs, sea glass, and any other treasures that could be turned into a hearty soup or traded for much-needed provisions. She made sure to stay within the shadow of Stonedance, the ancient castle looming protectively behind her, as she ventured further along the coastline.

Kneeling down, she carefully gathered a handful of glistening seaweed, already considering how she might dry and season it for sustenance. The blockade of the narrow sea had severely limited the availability of food in the region, leaving her with no choice but to forage for whatever she could find.

As she rose to her feet, her eyes scanned the horizon, taking in the expanse of the shimmering water and the distant sails of passing ships. The blockade, initially intended to impact only King's Landing, had cast a wide net of hardship, affecting not only the capital but also reaching the shores of Stonedance and many other southern houses.

Lost in her thoughts, Sara continued her solitary stroll along the beach, the rhythmic sound of the waves providing a soothing backdrop to her troubled mind. Suddenly, she came to an abrupt halt, her gaze fixed on a figure lying face down in the sand, a solitary and mysterious presence against the serene backdrop of the coastline.

She dashed over as swiftly as her feet could carry her, Setting her wicker basket down with a thud, she knelt beside the figure lying on the ground. It was a boy, perhaps a year younger than her, she thought, with tousled dark hair that was matted with blood. His clothes were torn and stained, and his body was bruised and battered. He lay there, soaked to the bone and shivering uncontrollably. Despite his obvious distress, he could barely open his eyes, but the faint rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was still breathing.

“Oh- praise the gods,” she gasped removing her knitted shall and wrapping it around him to keep him warm, “You poor thing,” she cooed, “Let's get you warm and away from the waves,” she said,

She looked around for a moment and spotted an old, weather-beaten wheelbarrow that someone had discarded on the beach. With a determined look on her face, she dug it out from the sand, the grains sticking to her fingers, and brought it over to where he lay. She carefully lifted him into the wheelbarrow, making sure he was comfortable, and began the challenging task of pushing it through the uneven sand. With each step, she focused on keeping the wheelbarrow steady, determined to bring him to safety. The sun beat down on her back as she made her way back up the beach, the sound of crashing waves providing a backdrop to her determined efforts to take him with her.

Sara took the boy home and set him up in her bed, she made the fire warm and cosy, made hot tea and the last of her potato soup. She looked over all his wounds finding some of them strange to her, his leg puzzled her the most it had been punctured but not by steal or lance it was far too wide and deep, by the looks of his wounds she almost thought he’d been bitten. Her mind began to run thinking of some hellish Kraken below the waves that may have tried to consume the poor boy, but she tossed away such worries happy she found him when she did.

She dedicated herself to the task of tending to his wounds with meticulous care, gently cleansing and wrapping each injury before applying a soothing blend of herbs and oils to promote healing. Despite her lingering concerns about the severity of his leg injury, she spared no effort in ensuring his comfort and well-being. As the ominous clouds gathered on the southern horizon, she vigilantly monitored his condition, shielding him from the impending storm by maintaining a warm and dry environment within her humble abode. With unwavering determination, she tended to the fire and diligently kept the stove pot simmering, fortifying their sanctuary against the battering rain. Every creak and groan of the house under the assault of the tempest spurred her into action, as she meticulously sealed every crevice with makeshift barriers of rags to fend off the invasive drafts and potential leaks. When a stubborn leak defiantly announced its presence through the roof, she swiftly positioned a small pan beneath it, the soft pitter-patter of the droplets creating a rhythmic melody amidst the cacophony of the storm.

The thunder made the boy stir slightly, so she softly ran her hand through his hair to soothe him, gently humming in the hope of helping him rest through the harsh storm.

“Mother…” he gasped as he stirred once more,

“Shhh… it’s okay, you’re alright,” Sara cooed,

Slowly his eyes fluttered open and met with Sara, he seemed confused he tried to sit up but found it too painful,

“Don’t try to move, it’s alright you’re safe here,” she reassured, “here, drink this. It’s not much but it should help,” she said making him a bowl of potato soup and bringing it over for him,

“T-Thank you miss…” he shivered taking the bowl and sipping away at the soup, that warmed his insides and his very soul, “Where… where am I?” He asked,

“Stonedance,” she answered,

“Stone- Stonedance?”

“Mhm, south of Dragonstone and North of Storms End if that helps?” She smiled,

“No- not really.”

“That’s alright, what matters is your safe,” she said, “Do you remember what happened?”

“No…I… I don’t remember anything,” he answered rubbing his head, “How- how did you find me?”

“You were washed up on the sand, almost frozen to death so I brought you here.”

“Thank you,” He said,

“You’re welcome,” she smiled, “It’s no trouble at all, and you can stay here as long as you need to.”

“I couldn’t-”

“It’s alright really, I’d be worried sick about you if I tossed you out in this storm.” She explained, “You can stay as long as you need, at very least until your better.”

“Thank you miss,” He softly smiled, “Thank you so much- I- I don’t know how I could repay you I- I don’t think I have any gold I-”

“Don’t worry about it, just focus on getting better.” She cooed, “Do you remember anything? Anything at all?”

“I just remember rain… and then falling… hitting the water… and waking up here.”

“Ohh you poor thing,” she cooed, assuming the poor boy was thrown off a ship in the rough narrow sea and ended up washed up there. “Well you don’t need to worry, you’re safe here and I’m happy to look after you until you're better.”

“Thank you,” he nodded, “I uhh I don’t know your name?”

“Sara,” she smiled, “And you? Do you remember your name?”

He sat for a moment clearly digging deep in his mind looking for the answer, “I��� I think I…” he stuttered, “Luke.” he nodded with confidence to his voice, “My names Luke.” 

[onegayastronaut]

Anchored in the Stars

Requested by anon:  Sara lance x reader angst where they get into a fight and without letting the team know reader tries to wipe herself from the timeline? Fluffy ending though please! You’re amazing at writing keep it up!

Words: 1271

The Waverider was unusually quiet. Sara Lance’s boots clicked against the cold metal floors as she paced through the ship, tension radiating off her in waves. The fight you two had earlier replayed in her mind like a broken record—the anger in your voice, the hurt in your eyes, the words she wished she could take back.

You’d accused her of shutting you out, of not trusting you the way she trusted the rest of the team. Sara, already stressed from the latest mission gone awry, had snapped. She’d said things she didn’t mean, things she regretted the moment they left her lips.

But you were gone before she could apologize.

Now, as she searched every corner of the Waverider for you, a gnawing unease settled in her chest. When she reached the library and found your favorite chair empty, Sara's unease morphed into outright fear. Gideon’s voice broke through her thoughts.

“Captain Lance, I’ve detected unusual activity in the time stream. It appears someone has accessed the temporal drive without authorization.”

Sara’s heart sank. She didn’t need to ask who. “Where did they go?”

“The exact coordinates are unclear, but the readings suggest a timeline where they were never meant to exist.”

The implication hit her like a punch to the gut. You were trying to erase yourself from the timeline.

You’d thought it would be simple. The Legends always warned about meddling with the timeline, how even the smallest change could ripple out into catastrophic consequences. But this wasn’t about causing chaos. This was about fixing things—fixing you. If you were never part of the team, Sara wouldn’t have to deal with your mistakes, your insecurities, your… everything.

The first few jumps through time were disorienting, but you’d managed to avoid running into any significant historical figures or events. All you needed was to find a moment, a single decision to alter. Maybe it was the day Rip recruited you. Maybe it was before you even crossed paths with the Legends. Whatever it took, you were determined to make sure Sara’s life would be better without you in it.

But as you stood in the shadows of a bustling 1940s street, watching people rush by in monochrome suits and dresses, doubt crept in. Was this really the answer? Or were you just running away?

You didn’t have long to dwell on it. A familiar voice cut through the crowd.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t come after you?”

You turned, and there she was. Sara Lance, the White Canary, glaring at you with a mix of anger and desperation. Her blonde hair glinted in the sunlight, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. She looked out of place amidst the 1940s aesthetic, but her presence was commanding as ever.

“How did you find me?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Sara took a step closer. “You’re not as good at hiding as you think. Gideon tracked the anomalies you’ve been creating.”

You swallowed hard, guilt weighing heavy. “You shouldn’t have come. This isn’t your problem.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Not my problem? You disappearing without a word isn’t my problem? Are you kidding me?”

“I—”

“No,” she interrupted, her voice rising. “You don’t get to do this. You don’t get to make that kind of decision for me or the team. You think we’re better off without you? Do you have any idea what that would do to us? To me?”

Tears blurred your vision as you shook your head. “I just… I thought I was doing the right thing. You don’t need me dragging you down.”

Sara’s expression softened, and she stepped closer until she was standing right in front of you. “Dragging me down? Are you serious? You’re one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. To this team.”

You looked away, unable to meet her gaze. “We had a fight. I thought… maybe you’d be better off if we never met.”

Sara sighed and gently cupped your face, forcing you to look at her. “Fights happen. People argue. It doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. It doesn’t mean I want you gone. I need you to understand that.”

Your breath hitched as tears spilled over. “I’m sorry. I just… I didn’t know what else to do.”

Sara pulled you into a tight embrace, holding you as if you might slip away again. “You come to me. No matter what. Promise me, okay? Don’t ever do something like this again.”

You nodded against her shoulder, your voice trembling. “I promise.”

She pulled back just enough to look into your eyes. “Good. Because I can’t lose you.”

For the first time in what felt like ages, you let yourself believe her. You let yourself believe you were worth staying for.

Back on the Waverider, the team welcomed you back with open arms, though it was clear they’d been worried sick. Sara never left your side, her hand firmly clasping yours as if to remind you she was there, that she wasn’t going anywhere.

Later that night, as you sat together in her quarters, Sara leaned her forehead against yours, her voice soft. “I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I didn’t mean it.”

“I know,” you murmured. “I’m sorry too. For running.”

She kissed your forehead, her lips lingering for a moment. “We’ll figure this out. Together. Okay?”

You nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Okay.”

As the days went on, the aftermath of your actions lingered, but the team rallied around you in their own unique ways. Nate dropped by your quarters with a stack of comics, hoping to cheer you up with ridiculous storylines and bad puns. Ava made sure to include you in mission briefings, her subtle way of reminding you that you were an essential part of the crew. Even Mick, in his gruff manner, handed you a cold beer and muttered, “Don’t do anything stupid again.”

It wasn’t just the team’s efforts that grounded you, though. Sara made it her mission to remind you every day how much you meant to her. Whether it was a soft smile during breakfast or a quiet moment spent together on the bridge, her presence was a constant reassurance. She even surprised you one evening by taking you to the holographic recreation room, where she’d set up a simulation of a serene lakeside cabin.

“Thought you could use some peace and quiet,” she said with a small grin as you both settled on the dock, feet dangling above the shimmering water.

“It’s perfect,” you replied, your voice thick with emotion. The gesture was simple, but it meant the world to you. It showed how deeply she cared, how much she was willing to go out of her way to make you feel safe and loved.

The two of you stayed there for hours, talking about everything and nothing. Sara shared stories from her days in the League of Assassins, tales she rarely told anyone. You opened up about your fears, your doubts, and the weight you’d been carrying. For the first time, you felt like you could let go of the burden, knowing Sara was there to catch you if you stumbled.

By the time you returned to the main deck, you felt lighter. The ache in your chest hadn’t completely vanished, but it no longer consumed you. With Sara by your side, you began to believe that you could heal—that you didn’t have to face your struggles alone.

And as the stars stretched out before the Waverider, you knew one thing for certain: you were home.

[6rookie-writer0110]

I'm not too superstitious tonight

Sara Lance X Female Reader

Request - Hey, I have a Sara Lance X reader request. Reader is a friend of Astra's (from hell. Another of John Constantine's mistakes.) And Sara falling for her. (When Ava, Gary and Mick bring Astra back from hell, Astra pulls R with her.)

Astra went back to hell to find who sent the cursed crew on her and the team. The cursed crew made the legends of tomorrow change into reality TV stars. Everyone but Astra, Gary, Ava, Mick, and Behrad didn't change. Astra knew where the office was and she always hated Harris Ledes, the guy who was in charge of the curse crew.

At the last minute, she found out that Behrad followed her to hell. It didn't take long for Astra to find out who sent the cursed crew, she wants him to pay.

Harris was about to kill Astra and Behrad, but you stabbed him in the back.

“Y/n?” Astra said in shock.

“Hello, Astra,” you said.

“You two know each other?” Behrad asked.

“Yes, we know each other. She knows John. How did you find me?” Astra said.

“People were talking about how Astra came back to hell. I didn't believe it at first, then I saw you and I followed” You said.

“Y/n,” Astra said.

She hugged you and you are confused about why she hugged you.

Back at the ship... Ava, Gary, and Mick are trying to bring Astra back from hell. Gary starts to explain the ritual. They set up the ritual and John helped with the ritual and the spell starts to work.

“Astra, we need to go now back where we came from,” Behrad said.

“Y/n, come with us and leave hell. I'm not leaving you behind, Y/n” Astra said.

You trust Astra and you know she wouldn't lie to you.

“Okay. I trust you, Astra” You said.

You follow Behrad and Astra to the place where they came from.

Astra and Behrad went through the portal first. Then you come out and Mick aimed his gun at you.

You snatched the gun away from him. You pulled the trigger and you wanted to hurt John. He used his magic to protect himself, Ava and Mick tried to stop you. But you start to fight them and you pulled the trigger again and almost got John. You kicked Mick in the chest and he fell, Ava tried to punch you but you dodged her attack.

“Y/n stop!” Astra yelled.

You gave back the gun and you start to fight John. You took out your dagger, you throw it at him and you tried to aim for the chest. Astra used her magic to stop you

“Y/n, stop. Don't kill him or hurt my friends” Astra said.

“Why are you protecting him? He is the reason why we were in hell for decades” You said.

“It’s a long story and I will tell you. But don't kill anyone on the wave rider or I will kill you myself” Astra said

“Fine, I won't kill them...” You said unhappy.

“Y/n, I am sorry that I am the reason you were in hell” John said.

“I don't want your apology, John Constantine. I will never forgive you” You said.

Astra’s magic disappeared now you can move freely. You glare at John then you apologize to Mick and Ava.

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Sara came back and she heard what happened. Astra starts to explain what happened and Sara starts to look at You.

“So, let me get this straight. You and Y/n were friends on earth but ended up in hell because of John. Now, that she is out of hell, you want her to stay with us on the wave rider for a while. But she wants to kill John” Sara said.

“Yeah, you are right. I can't just abandon her and I will make sure she doesn't kill John” Astra said.

Sara starts to look at you.

“I will try not to kill John,” You said.

“Okay, you can stay” Sara sighed.

John lights a cigarette.

“It does feel awkward right now,” Gary said.

Everyone agreed with him.

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Astra is giving you a tour of the wave rider. You will stay in her room temporarily, she sits next to you in her bed.

“How come you are fine being around him?” You asked.

“It took me a while to forgive him and move on. It doesn't happen overnight, Y/n. Yes, I was very angry about everything that he did to me, and you. But I found the strength to move on from the past and I made mistakes along the way. Eventually, Y/n you will have to move on from the past when it's hard” Astra said.

You didn't know what to say and you sighed. She puts her hand on top of your hand and gave you a small smile. Then she starts to explain who are the legends of tomorrow and what they do.

✯ ✫ ✬ ✬

You are on a mission with the legends, Astra convinced you to wear the disguise. It feels strange for you to follow the rules before you would do whatever you want.

“You look fine, just stop messing with the outfit,” Astra said.

“I get that we have to blend in. But don't pair me up with John” You said.

“You will be paired up with me not John,” Sara said.

“I’m okay with that,” You said.

Astra noticed Sara is checking you out. But Astra doesn't say anything, but you don't notice that Sara is checking you out. The team split up in different directions, but you and Sara don't say anything to each other.

“How did you end up in hell?” Sara asked.

“Because of your friend John. I was friends with John, but he attacked someone I used to love. I tried to save her but it was too late. I was sent to hell and John promised to get me out of hell but he never came. He was someone I trusted but he put a spell that I couldn't get out of hell. It took a while for me to figure it out and break the spell. I met Astra in hell and we became friends and she knew John and we bonded because of our anger for John,” You said.

“Oh,” Sara said.

She really didn't know what to say.

“Yeah, oh,” You said.

You have to help Sara and the others look for Billy the Kid. He has modern technology and it's changing the timelines. He is a famous gunslinger from the 1800s and he would travel a gang. You and Sara find Billy at a bar, and he is showing off his cell phone and everyone is impressed.

“Billy, we will need that phone,” You said.

“Who are you? And I won't give you this machine” Billy said.

“You don't have a choice,” You said.

“I thought we had a plan,” Sara said.

“Your plan took too long. Look, Billy give us the phone and I will buy you a drink” You said.

Billy takes out his gun in two seconds.

“It doesn't have to be like that,” Sara said

"Why didn't you do that every other time we were threatened at gunpoint?" You sighed.

You used your ability telekinesis to move the gun out of his hand. Everyone is in shock and Sara is ready to fight.

“H-how the hell did you do that!?” Billy asked.

"I thought the plan was to do this easily," Sara said.

“She is a witch!” Someone yelled.

“I’m not a witch” You said

Sara glares at you.

"Why didn't you do that every other time we were threatened at gunpoint?" Sara said.

“You just want to see me in action” You winked.

You used telekinesis again and grabbed the phone. Billy ran towards you to punch you, but you grabbed him by the shirt and flipped onto the floor. Now, the other guys start to fight you and Sara. Now everyone is fighting in the bar, you used telekinesis to throw someone out the window. You and Sara keep fighting then you use your telekinesis to take their guns away. Then Sara grabbed your hand and you two ran out of the bar.

You and Sara made it to a safe place. You are breathing hard and you don't notice that she is checking you out.

“I’m going back on the ship,” You said.

“Me too,” Sara said breathing hard.

“You are a really good fighter. You are the total package you are smart, skilled fighter, and hot” You said.

“Are you flirting me, when we almost got shot?” Sara asked.

“I am,” You said.

“You are not bad yourself, Y/n,” Sara said.

You winked at her and she couldn't help to smile.

————

You and Sara are starting to get close. Always flirting with each other and you show off your powers. Sara developed feelings for you but she is trying to figure out if you like her.

Sara is heading to the kitchen when she hears Astra yelling at you. Sara stands there and listens…

“You almost let them kill John!” Astra yelled.

“Why are you defending him so much!? He is a horrible person. Anything he touches turns to crap, Astra! He let us suffer in hell, did you just forget that?” You said.

“I didn't forget that. But I did forgive him and it wasn't easy. But -”

“You are not the same person that I used to know, Astra,” You said.

You walked away and she just sighed. You didn't notice Sara but she went to check up on Astra.

“Are you okay?” Sara asked.

“I don't want to talk right now, Sara” Astra said.

She walked away and Sara hoped that you would forgive Astra. Sara saw you sitting alone and she sat next to you.

“What happened with you and Astra,” Sara said.

“I went on a mission with Astra and John was there. We had to fight a group of soldiers but someone was to hurt John and i didn't do anything, Astra saved him. She wants me to forgive him but I won't forgive him” You said.

“Since you got here. Everyone can sense the tension between you and John” Sara said.

“Are you going to make me forgive him?” You asked.

“I can't tell you what to do, Y/N,” Sara said.

“But you are the leader of the team,” You said.

“Yes, but I can't tell you to forgive someone when you are still angry at him-”

You didn't let her finish her and you rolled your eyes at her.

“Save the speech, Sara,” You said.

“I can tell you will be stubborn,” Sara said.

“You still find it hot” You winked.

Sara stands up and heads to the door.

“I’m not going to answer that,” Sara said.

———/

Sara is helping you train. She has her staff and she is fast, and you try to dodge her attacks.

“You have to do more besides dodge my attacks,” Sara said.

“I can do more than dodge,” You said.

“You can't flirt with your way out of this, Y/N,” Sara said.

“I knew that you liked it when I flirted with you” You smirked.

“I didn't say that,” Sara said.

You used telekinesis to get her staff and you winked. Then you and Sara continue to train, she throws a punch to distract you then she kicks you, and you fall down.

“I thought you were fast” Sara teased.

“You just want to see me under you, which I don't mind” You smirked.

She rolled her eyes and smiled. You used your feet to grip her ankles and made her fall down. You thought you were going to pin her but she quickly pinned you and pinned your wrists above your head.

“I’m not going to say I like this or hate this right now,” You said.

You and Sara are breathing hard. Sara kissed you and you started to kiss her back. She lets go of your wrists and automatically your hands go on her ass. She doesn't stop kissing you and you don't want her to stop.

“We can't tell anyone about this” Sara said between kisses.

“I won't kiss and tell,” You said.

She kissed you again then she got up now you stand up.

✯ ✫ ✬ ✯

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I know saying sorry doesn't fix anything but…”

“John, stop it because I will never forgive you. You are my enemy. You are alive because of Astra” You said.

“Y/N,” Astra said.

“I’m not going to apologize for what I just said,” You said.

You walked away and John went to the kitchen to get a drink. He didn't tell Astra or anyone else, but he left the ship. But Astra knew that he would go home and she would give him space.

——-

It's the middle of the night, you are lying next to Sara. She has her hand on your chest then she gently touches your cheek. She gives you a peck on the lips and you smile at her.

“We should get away from… so we can be alone,” Sara said.

“I like the idea of that. Do you think they will survive without you?” You said.

“We will find out” Sara smiled.

She starts to kiss you and you put your hand on her lower back. The relationship is still a secret and she moves closer to you.

[spideyysenses]

FIC LIBRARY

ROMANTIC / SMUT

WANDANAT —

You Are In Love, Run Away Toy (Dark), All Hail the Queens, Attention Stunt, The Devil’s Touch, Secret Takeaways, You Love Us (Dark), Aphrodisiac, A Whole New World (Series)

Anything For You (Natasha)

WANDA —

Bent Right to Your Wings, You’re Mine, Sparkling Scarlet (Masterlist), Professor Wanda Thoughts, The Art of Submission,

AGATHARIO —

You Should Have Listened, Sex Club, Sweet Flower, Let’s Get Screwed, Red Wine Supernova, Don’t They Know A Rabbits Can’t Cry, Sugar Mommy Au, Talk it Out, Lavender,

Dumb Baby (Agatha), I Didn't Do This (Rio),

CAROL —

Eye On the Prize, High On the Burn, Sugar Daddy Carol Danvers, Naughty Little Girl, Record Breaking, Impatient Acts: Part 2, You’ve Gone Soft, Danvers, I Hope You Don't Regret Me,

X-MEN —

You Smack Their Ass (Pt. 2), You Trip Well Staring at Them (Pt. 2), After Care (Emma Frost), Let Her Go (Emma Frost), X-Men w/ Pregnant Reader,

GROUP —

The Good, The Bad, and the Dirty (Kate, Carol, Wanda & Nat), Sugar Mommies - Masterlist (Carol, Wanda & Nat),

OTHERS -

Forgotten (Lena Luthor), Disobeying Orders (Maria Hill), Being Caught in the Act (Peter Parker), Mine (Lena Luthor), Don’t Touch Her (Tony x Stucky x Reader), Parenting (Tony x Stucky x Reader),

PLATONIC

AGATHARIO —

Baking Chaos, Lazy Sunday Morning, Sick Day Comforts, Rainy Day, The Storm and Revelations, Sleepless Nights, Unbreakable, Family Reunion, The Witches Road...Reunion, Seekest Thou the Road,

WANDANAT —

For You, Don’t Belong (Pt. 2), Still Works, Enough for You, Magic of Christmas, You Don’t Know Her (Reader x Agatha),

OTHERS —

Reckless (Sister Wanda), Stress (Sister Wanda), Mama Bear Sara (Sara Lance x Daughter), A Tutor (Supercorp Daughter), Adopted Teen (Lena Luthor),

[waltermis]

Okay, Well I Guess That’s It Then

MASTERLIST ↠ LAUREL LANCE MASTERLIST↠ NATASHA ROMANOFF MASTERLIST

Part 1 : Mistake

Summary: Arrowverse x MCU Crossover. Two years after you found out that Laurel was cheating on you, you run into her again. In front of your apartment door.

Warnings: no happy ending for Laurel and reader, Natasha’s boobs cause that needs to be a warning

Pairings: Laurel Lance x reader (past), Natasha Romanoff x reader (present)

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Knock knock knock

You groaned as you lifted your head off your favorite pillow. Looking at the front door, you heard the knocking continue. You got up from your spot on the couch, wondering who was knocking at your door at the time. Opening the door, you felt your heart clench at the sight of emerald green eyes, dirty blond hair, and sculpted cheekbones.

“Hi…” Laurel said, her voice just below a whisper.

“Laurel…” You were surprised, you hadn’t seen her in two years. Not since the night you found her in bed with her ex. 

After you had kicked her out, you had called Sara Lance, Laurel’s sister and your best friend. When she found out what happened, Sara was furious. She helped you get through the next week of your break up, letting you stay in her apartment before you had decided to move away. Sara had agreed, knowing how difficult it would be for you once you returned to the apartment you and Laurel had once shared. 

You decided that you would move to New York, hoping to get a fresh start. And you did, because just barely settling into your new life, you had become friends with the Avengers. You had been called by a friend of yours, Bruce Banner. He called saying that he needed your expertise to help stitch up Steve Rogers, Captain America, who had been stabbed in the stomach by a three inch metal rod. The rod had miraculously missed all of his internal organs so you knew that he would recover in no time.

And now, here you were, standing in your loft, staring at the woman who broke your heart into a million pieces.

“How’ve you been?” She looked down, avoiding eye contact as she toyed with the rings on her fingers.

“‘How’ve you been?’ Really? That’s what you’re gonna ask me right now…” You said, leaning your body against your door frame. You crossed your arms over your chest and kept your guard up.

“I know… that’s the dumbest thing to say, but I got nervous… and you know that when I get nervous I start to ramble and when I start to ramble I never sto–” 

You cut her off before she could continue with her ‘speech’. “Why are you here?” You were tired; you had just gotten back from an 18 hour surgery at the hospital and all you wanted to do was bundle up in your fluffiest blanket and your favorite pillows.

“I wanted to see you…”

“Look, Dinah.” You made sure to emphasize the use of her first name, knowing she hated that name. “I just came back from an incredibly long surgery and I would really appreciate it if you didn’t just give a half truth. So let me ask you again; why are you here?”

“I really did want to see you… and I miss you. I was hoping that maybe… we could give this another try?” Laurel asked, hopefully. You looked into her eyes in disbelief, the same eyes that you used to love gazing into now made you feel anger and sadness. Even if it had been 2 years since you’d seen Laurel, it didn’t mean that the hurt had completely dissipated. After all, you had been with her for 3 years before you caught her sleeping with her ex-boyfriend, Oliver Queen.

“What happened to Oliver?” Your voice was cold, your eyes sharp as you stared at her.

“We… didn’t work out,” you raised an eyebrow at her.

“So, he cheated on you?” Laurel nodded sheepishly.

“Well, I would say that I’m surprised but I’m really not…”

“Can we just talk? Please… I wanna give us a second chance.”

“There is no more us, Lance. We died the minute you decided to sleep with Oliver.” You rolled your eyes in annoyance; every second you spent talking to her made your blood boil more.

“Please…”

“Why? So I can be your rebound until the next best thing comes along?”

“No… it’s not like that! I would never do that to you!” Laurel weakly defended.

“Well you did, 3 years ago. When you first jumped into bed with that man.” Laurel looked ready to burst into tears. “Okay well, lemme ask you this. If I hadn’t caught you… that night, would you have ever told me?” Laurel hesitated, and you got your answer. “Okay, well I guess that’s it then.” You placed your hand on the doorknob, going to close the door.

“No, Y/N wait!”

“Wait for what?! Another apology? Another excuse? Or what… you're gonna give me another pathetic reason why you went back to him?!”

“It’s not like that!”

“I don’t care! You cheated on me! For a year! And now you’re telling me that you were never even gonna tell me?” Laurel stayed quiet, she didn’t know what else to say.

“I’m sorry,” She said, tears running down her face.

“No! You don’t get to cry right now! You were the one who went and slept with Oliver Queen behind my back!”

“Sunshine please!”

Your heart ached at the nickname. Even if you were over Laurel, it didn’t mean that the nickname didn’t hurt. “Don’t call me that. You lost that privilege. I want you to go away, Laurel. Don’t come back and don’t find me again.”

“Y/N…”

“Is there a problem here?” Your head snapped back as you looked behind you. Your eyes softened at the sight of your girlfriend. Her hair was slightly disheveled and she was rubbing her eyes but you thought she looked beautiful.

“Who are you?” Laurel asked, her eyes crinkled together. You didn’t like how her eyes trailed over your girlfriend, judging her every move.

“Natasha Romanoff, her girlfriend. Who are you?” Natasha replied coldly, walking menacingly over to the two of you.

“Oh… you’re dating an Avenger?”

“Yeah…” You answered. “She’s my girlfriend,” You looked back at Natasha, your heart bursting with love as you saw her protective side come out.

“I didn’t know that you were dating someone…” Laurel said, the pain in the eyes evident.

“You didn’t need to know that…” You answered sharply.

“How long have you been together?” Laurel asked.

“A year and a half…” You said, dismissively. 

“I’m gonna ask you again, and you better not ignore me this time. Who… are… you?” Natasha pressed further.

“Nat, this is Laurel Lance. My ex…”

“That ex?”

“Yeah…” You nodded, hoping that she caught your silent cry for help. And you thanked god that she did, as her forest green eyes turned dark.

“Leave… We don’t need you here ruining our night in.” Natasha said, before she slammed the door in Laurel’s face.

You squealed as Natasha tossed your body over her shoulder and brought the two of you back over to the couch where Brooklyn Nine Nine was still paused. You buried your face into Nat’s boobs as you finally let yourself relax.

“God you love my boobs,” Natasha laughed, running her hand through your hair.

“How can I not? They’re like little pillows.” You said, your face pressed into them.

“I’m pretty sure that this is the only reason you’re with me right now.” Natasha joked.

“I will neither confirm nor deny that.” You sighed, leaning your entire body on top of her.

“I love you…” Natasha said, tightening her hold on you.

“I love you too, Nat… You are so much better than anyone else. And I don’t want anyone else.” You kissed her gently before pressing play on the TV, your worries washing away the more time you spent with Nat.

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[dangeroustigerbasement]

PROMO POST

Hi! My name is Lance, a 20 year old fictosexual and selfshipper. I have loads of f/o's but the ones I will list (for now) are:

Romantic

Monika (Doki Doki Literature Club)

Morrigan Aensland (Darkstalkers)

Mitsuru Kirijo (Persona 3)

Chie Satonaka (Persona 4)

Makoto Niijima (Persona 5)

Corrin (Female) (Fire Emblem Fates)

Haru Okumura (Persona 5)

Yukari Takeba (Persona 3)

Kotone Shiomi (Persona 3)

Lyn (Fire Emblem: The Blazing Blade)

Aqua (Kingdom Hearts)

Nami (One Piece)

Nico Robin (One Piece)

Seonhee (Yakuza/Like A Dragon)

Palutena (Kid Icarus)

Byleth Eisner (Female) (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Yor Briar (Spy X Family)

Dorothea Arnault (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Lightning Farron (Final Fantasy 13)

Tashigi (One Piece)

Tsubasa Oribe (Tokyo Mirage Sessions)

Android 21 (Dragon Ball)

Oerba Dia Vanille (Final Fantasy 13)

Oerba Yun Fang (Final Fantasy 13)

Nefertari Vivi (One Piece)

Lisa Minci (Genshin Impact)

Chitose Fujinomiya (Like A Dragon)

Beidou (Genshin Impact)

Noelle (Genshin Impact)

Himeharu Fujimori (Original Character)

Ningguang (Genshin Impact)

Ruby Rose (RWBY)

Velvet Scarletina (RWBY)

Cinder Fall (RWBY)

Weiss Schnee (RWBY)

Miss Tatsu (Yakuza 0)

Olette (Kingdom Hearts)

Eula Lawrence (Genshin Impact)

Nasyra (Dragon Ball OC)

Been (Dragon Ball OC)

Towa (Dragon Ball)

Ayaka Sakai (Persona 5 X)

Miyu Sahara (Persona 5 X)

Hu Tao (Genshin Impact)

Elesa (Pokemon)

Cynthia (Pokemon)

Robin (Female) (Fire Emblem Awakening)

Collei (Genshin Impact)

Yelan (Genshin Impact)

Mavuika (Genshin Impact)

Kokomi Sangonomiya (Genshin Impact)

Yae Miko (Genshin Impact)

Sara Kujo (Genshin Impact)

Ei Raiden (Genshin Impact)

Chevreuse (Genshin Impact)

Rosaria (Genshin Impact)

Apologies for sitting on it for so long, but I am a non sharer

Familial

Nori (Kingdom Hearts OC)

James (Fire Emblem OC)

Geomi (Yakuza/Like A Dragon OC)

Unlike the romantic ones, I am fine with sharing Familial F/O's, but you'll need to ask first

Platonic

Ichiban Kasuga (Yakuza/Like A Dragon)

Aina Uchiyama (Yakuza/Like A Dragon OC)

Kirby (Kirby)

Luigi (Super Mario Bros)

Narancia Ghirga (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure)

Mario (Super Mario Bros.)

Ventus (Kingdom Hearts)

Joongi Han (Yakuza/Like A Dragon)

Brook (One Piece)

Wario (Super Mario Bros.)

With platonic F/O's, I am perfectly fine sharing them. If you selfship romantically with them, I'd like to hear about your selfship.

In addition, I am an EX-Anti. I used to be an Anti before I opened my eyes to the fact that I was on the wrong side. One of the reasons being that I faced some massive backlash for shipping Nami and Robin together, and that I wasn't serious because I had one f/o too many. Yes, Nami/Robin is one of the "problematic" headcanons I have, because it is apparently that offensive to ship them together. I now come here as a proshipper.

It also goes without saying, but ANTIS DNI!

[jooeeydee]

We know how Sara Lance likes her coffee, black with lots of sugar! We learn that early on in Legends Season One. You might like your coffee differently and that's fine, so is artistic liberty in matters the show didn't elaborate on but if the show gave us the answer, stick with it. And the shows gave us several people's coffee preferences. Sara drinks it black with two sugars, Oliver likes it black, Felicity drinks a none fat latte with extra sugar (that makes zero sense on a nutrition level) just to name a few. We got the info. So do your research. Use another methaphor. Sorry things like that just really annoy me. But then again, I spend hours working out the smallest detail and researching things like Max Fuller's wife's name...

She doesn't like her coffee bitter, like her relationships and dirty martini, the woman mainly drinks scotch!, like do your research if you use it as something to make a point about a character and their actions.

And Sara was not sleeping with whoever tickled her fancy during her time with the Legends. There were a few choice people she hooked up with but she wasn't sleeping her way through time as so many Avalance people would like to make it out.

And who the hell thinks Ava's sweet while Oliver is bitter? It's like the exact opposite. Oliver's the sweetest person on the planet, Ava is so fucking bitter it's not even funny anymore.

And I don't why I'm over here ranting. Blame it on all the people tagging fics as Canarow simply for mentioning the fact that Sara used to date Oliver. That's a fact, you don't need to tag it that for two sentences.

I swear I get heat for also tagging a Canarrow story Olicity because technically in the story Oliver is with Felicity as in the present but Avalance and Olicity people tag a story Canarrow just because Sara and Oliver having been together is mentioned or they break up in the first chapter and them actually being together is never shown in the story.

Make it make sense and stop tagging your toxic bullshit with my ship! There are so few Canarrow fics out there don't throw your anti-fics in there I don't want to see those toxic ships under my happy tag.

I think I'm done now.

And where are my fellow Canarrow writers at? I sort of want to go through with "there can't be a none Canarrow ship at the top of the Canarrow tag" but I'm one person, my muse is flakey and given the amount of Avalance and Olicity people that are currently falsely tagging their fics Canarrow I will not be able to do that.

Wow this post just turned into something entirely different.

Anyway... I hope everyone has a great day.