#fantasyimagines

[ineedabettername2124]

I’m gonna pretend that “reader” is Tony. You don’t have to do it too. Just my own little headcanon.

One Word: Alive - Ziva David

Three months you had been undercover. Three months without being able to so much as send word to your team. Three months of smiling and nodding and pretending that your targets stupidity and down right sexism wasn’t getting under your skin, and it had finally, finally come to an end.

You weren’t exactly sure what coming back would entail, alright, you knew Abby would make a fuss, and Ducky would probably make some comment about it being ‘nice to see you, my dear!’, but as for the rest of the team? You were at something of a loss. Of course, not knowing what they knew about your departure certainly didn’t help. The last you knew, you had been instructed in very clear terms not to have any contact with them or tell them about your assignment before you were quickly pushed into the undercover world.

Stepping off the elevator held an oddly surreal feel to it. Technically it hadn’t been that long since you had been in the bright coloured building, but three months was enough to make everything seem… off.

With your debriefing finishing only the night before, you had been eager to get back to work, but now, as you stood outside the doors of the elevator, gazing across the room, you couldn’t help but wonder if the Director had been right, if you should have taken some time off before going back to the grind.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice calls softly, drawing your attention away from your thoughts and towards the brunette woman who stood not three feet from you.

“Ziva!” you grin in greeting, thankful that it had been her you first ran into. You had always got along incredibly well, and if there was one person who could make you feel calmer about returning to work, albeit in a strange manner, it was her.

Opening your arms to her, expecting her to give you your customary greeting of a hug, you are rather shocked when she moves towards you with a force of determination, her hands going to your face instead of your sides. But that was nothing compared to the shock you feel when her lips meet yours.

Your eyes softly fall to a close as you practically melted against her lips. Soft, gentle, but a touch of urgency, as if she wants to hold back, but a desperate need has taken over her actions.

Pulling back ever so slightly, in need of breath, Ziva lets her sights settle on you as a small relieved smile plays on her lips. “You’re alive,” she practically exhales.

“I certainly am now,” you titter, leaning your forehead against hers. “If that’s my welcome back, maybe I should go undercover more often”.

[haileygarciasunshine]

Curse

Pairing: Killian Jones x Reader

Word Count: 818

Warning: None.

Summary: The reader is friends with Snow before the curse. Will things change after the curse has been lifted?

*Found the imagine prompt on google so credit to whoever made it!*

Wattpad

Buy me a coffee

Walking through the doors, your hands were full with two cups of coffee. Promptly walking through the halls, the sound of your heels clicking against the floor echoed. Venturing to Snow’s classroom, you beamed.

“Morning Mary Margaret.” You chirped. “What’s the latest?”

“Y/N!” She exclaimed happily. “Coffee! You’re a lifesaver.” She happily accepted the cup of coffee.

Joining her side, you gazed out of the window and found who she was ogling. “Still gawking at David I see.” You stated nonchalantly, as you sipped your coffee.

“What? No!” She panicked attempting to cover up her actions. 

Giggling you held a hand up in surrender. “Hey there’s a Prince Charming out there for all of us!” 

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The day had gone by as normal, without a hitch. After the final bell rang, you were sitting at your desk doing paperwork. A soft knock on your door, broke your concentration. 

“Are you up to go to Granny’s diner?” Mary Margaret questioned, leaning against the door frame with crossed arms. 

Lifting your eyes, you smiled nodding softly. “Of course.”

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“So.” Mary Margaret began. “Tell me about Killian.”

Choking on your drink, you began coughing violently. Her question unexpectedly asked about your date.

Regaining your composure, you placed a hand over your heart. “W-What do you mean?” You dropped your gaze to the table in front of you.

“I hear all the women in town have the hots for him.” She teased raising an eyebrow glancing at you over her cup of coffee.

Clearing your throat you dared to look at her. “There’s nothing to tell.”

“Rumor has it he likes you.”

Rolling your eyes, you shrugged. “I’m not responsible for his feelings.” You giggled. “Tell me about David.” You teased.

It was her turn to choke, and be caught off guard by your question. Wiggling your eyebrows you continued to tease her.

Letting out a sadden sigh, she frowned. “There’s nothing to tell.” Frowning. “He’s taken.”

A silence fell between you as you continued to eat. 

“Mind if I steal Y/N for a minute?” A husky voice questioned, standing beside your table.

Mary Margaret locked your gaze. A sly smirk quickly made its way across her lips. “Not at all.” She giggled. “I was just leaving.”

Standing up abruptly, she sent you a wink before gathering her belongings leaving you alone with the town bachelor.

Clearing your throat, you refused to meet his gaze.

“Hello, love.” He smiled. 

Ignoring him, you gathered your belongings, quickly exiting the diner. Attempting to throw on your jacket, it kept getting caught. Letting out a frustrated huff, the sound of someone jogging to catch up to you echoed off of the buildings. 

“Here, let me help.” Before you had a chance to respond, Killian was untangling your jacket pulling it onto your shoulders.

“Thanks.” You muttered, walking around him down the street.

“Wait!” He yelled. “Aren’t you going to ask how you can repay me?”

“No.” You stated over your shoulder. 

“That’s a shame love.” He teased from beside you. “I have an idea in mind.”

“I’m sure you do.” You quipped back. “I’m not interested.”

Defeated he allowed you to walk away from him this time. Wracking his brain he attempted to think of ways he could win you.

He was drawn to you for an unknown reason. It drove him crazy, you were different from the other girls in town. 

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He ran up the stairs before he knocked on the door with determination coursing through him. Opening the door stood Mary Margaret. Just as she was about to slam the door in his face, he caught it. 

“Wait!” He said. “Please, I...I need your help.”

“What could you possibly need my help with?” She sassed.

“I...I want to take Y/N on a date-”

“Let me stop you right there.” She commented. “She’s something else. You can’t just use your normal ruse and expect it to work on her.”

Frowning he nodded understanding. 

“Try something romantic……”

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Waking up, you went about your daily routine. Mary Margaret had texted wanting to spend her Saturday together. It had been a while since the both of you had just had a girls day to catch up.

Grabbing your purse, you opened your door. Glancing in front of you there was a small beige teddy bear, with a bouquet of roses that had a small note attached. 

‘Clue #1 ……….’

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Following the clues, you were in the forest. It didn’t take long before you saw a familiar raven haired man, patiently waiting with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

“Hello love.” He greeted you with a smile. 

Doing a once over, it was easy to tell he was wearing his ‘best,’ clothes. It was a black leather jacket with a black jeans and a white tee. 

“You did this?” You questioned tilting your head sideways. “How...Why?”

“Aye. I had a little help.” He smiled.

[magicalmarauder]

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[tazmeenthoughts-blog]

A DREAM!

i have a dream since my childhood to go for a WORLD TOUR! 

i’m always inspired by the beauty of nature, i want to touch the clouds, gor for a bicycle ride in those new york streets, hangout in the middle of the night just to hear the silence, wanna work on a store for fun, i wanna sit in the middle of a road or a street just to get a good picture, move in a forrest and live in a woody house, those cool winds that blows our minds...above all, i wanna stand at the top of a mountain so that i can see the world through my eyes...it sparkles my mind whenever i imagine these things! (still alot of things in my fantasy world)

i want to explore this world,  because GOD has created this beautiful world like heaven for us, the human beings..if we are not gonna see and explore the things then who’s gonna be ? 

yes. my dream is not to be a wealthier women of the world, my dream is not to make money so that i can live in a more comfort zone...for those who have’nt been out of their comforts are those who has nothing to do with their lives...they’re just not more than a burden on this earth! 

my dream is not just to eat,drink and be merry..i have a great passion to do something, that if i die someday, i make the difference in the hearts of people..

except passion, i have nothing else to make my dream into reality...

[make-me-imagine]

Tag Game

Rules: Answer 17 questions and tag 17 people you want to get to know better! EDIT: There were actually only 16 questions, so I added one of my own (#17).

Tagged By: @gardenofstories - thank you! :)

1) Nickname(s): Mera

2) Zodiac: I’m a Gemini :)

3) Height: 5′2″ / around 159cm; I’m short af lol

4) Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw~

5) Last thing I googled: Balance Unlimited (It’s an anime I wanted to know the synopsis of)

6) Last song stuck in my head: I don’t have one now, but yesterday “Is that Alright” by Lady Gaga from A Star is Born was stuck in my head. 

7) Following Count: 30 on this blog, 100+ on my other

8) Follower Count: 4,384 Currently

9) Amount I sleep: I’ve had some trouble sleeping lately so it ranges from around 4-9 hours a night.

10) Lucky Numbers: 2 and 19

11) Dream job: I’m working on being an Archaeologist, but sometimes I wonder if that’s really what I want to do. I’m not really good at much so everything I dream of doing isn’t possible for me (i.e., author, singer, designer). I just REALLY want to travel. 

12) Currently Wearing: Leggings, T-Shirt, & slipper boots.

13) Favorite Songs: I have SO MANY, but the ones I can think of right now and listen to frequently are: “Never Enough” by Lauren Alfred; “Rewrite the Stars” by Zendaya & Zac Efron; “River” by Bishop Briggs; “You’re Gonna Miss Me” by Connie Francis; “Voice inside my Head” by the Dixie Chicks; “Most of All” by Brandi Carlisle; “Memory” from Cats (the original); and “Bound to you” by Christina Aguilera. 

14) Favorite instrument: I love listening to the Piano and the Violin. I used to play a little piano but haven’t in a long time. 

15) Random fact about me: I can twitch the tip of my nose up and down like a bunny rabbit. 

16) Favorite Author(s): I can’t remember names of authors very well so I will just go with Jane Austen - I do LOVE her novels. 

17) If you could learn one skill instantly what would it be? I wish I could learn to properly sing - I absolutely love singing, but I am not good at it lol.

Tagging: @alloftheimaginesblog, @archieimagines, @best-imagines, @fandomlmagines, @fantasyimagines, @marvellousimagines, @oracleimagines, @starfleetimagines, @thranduilsperkybutt, @whatif-animagineblog, @wraith-queen-todd, @smolpersonbigworld, @rikersgirl22, @ironarrow87, @brigettejk1 - I know thats 15 but I can’t think of anymore lol

[reversephysics]

Hey there! I'm Andy and I run another DC imagine blog called thefastarrow, and I like to have other DC imagines blogs (that I enjoy) as affiliates on the page so people can easily find other blogs when they're on mine. I was wondering if you'd like/be ok with me adding you the the list?

To @fantasyimagines,

Honestly, I would be more than flattered to be added to the list. It would really mean a lot to me. Thank you so much...!

Sincerely yours,reversephysics

[envision-imagines]

“Hey there stranger,” Y/N leaned against the doorway to his room. “How’s your head?” “Like it got put through the wringer.” requested by fantasyimagines requests are open

[thefastarrow]

Just a heads up, I will be reblogging some Flash/Legends imagines I have written on my new blog! I’m not sure if I will be coming back to The Fast Arrow, at least not any time soon, so if you want to keep reading new stuff I write, check it out at @fantasyimagines

[fiercefray]

Let the Music Play

I was tagged by @fantasyimagines. Thank you angel!

DIRECTIONS: You can tell a lot about a person by the music they listen to! Put your MP3 player, iTunes, Spotify, etc. on shuffle & list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people everybody, no skipping.

iTunes:

Fight Song - Rachel Platten

Angel Love - Samantha James

The Deathly Hallows - Alexandre Desplat

One of THOSE Nights - The Cab

Cara Mia Addio - Portal 2

Let’s Get Crazy - Hannah Montana

Bubbly - Colbie Caillat

Kuroi Torikago - Kanon Wakeshima

From God’s Perspective - Bo Burnham

That’s How I Beat Shaq - Aaron Carter

I am also lazy rn so please do this and tag me!

[crysxtal]

Rules: tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better. I was tagged by @nerdimagines

Name: Zoe Nickname(s): Zo, Superstar (long story) Gender: Female Star Sign: Aries Height: 5'0 Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Hogwarts House: Slytherin Favorite Color: blue or black Favorite animal: I love animals, it’d be a tie between cats, dogs and ferrets. Current Time: 10:49 A.M Cat or Dog person: I love both but most likely cats. Favorite fictional character: probably Buffy summers from Buffy the vampire slayer, Claudia Donovan from warehouse 13 and several others. Favorite band/singer: I don’t have a single favorite but I do really like Adele. Dream trip: Paris, France! Dream job: I have a few ideas but I’m still in the beginnings of college so they’re just ideas for now. Current number of followers: 134 What made you decide to make a tumblr: I honestly made this so I could follow blogs I liked. Why did you pick your URL: I honestly used it because it’s an anonymous name I’ve used when I was younger.

I tag… @i-just-wanna-ahs-ok @ilostmyshoe-79 @a-h-s-imagines @ahs-hotel-imagines @fantasticnifflerimagines @fantasyimagines @credencebarebonefans @criminallysupernatural @mymiscfandomimagines @theartofimagining13 @teenwolf--imagines @imagination-of-a-fandom-slut @ironarrow87 @anotherteenwolfimagineblog-blog @supernaturalfreewill @dirtyimaginecriminalminds @fvckingavengers

[fantasyimagines]

One Word: Amortentia - Oliver Wood

Why you were being taught about the potion, you had no idea. It was more than clear that Snape was ever so against the topic, and it was only due to it being a part of the curriculum that he was even covering the blasted concoction, and even so, it was only to know how to avoid it, never how to make it.

But despite the clear disapproval of the topic from both your professor and at least half the class, you found yourself stood as a part of the class eyeing off the potion with a certain level of distrust. You knew it was supposed to smell different to every person, a mixture of your favourite smells or something of the like, but while many of your classmates were eagerly edging forward to see just what theirs might smell like, you stood back. Did you really want to know what it smelt like? What if it was supposed to smell like your true love? Did you really want to be able to distinguish them from a smell?

A soft nudge pulled you from your thoughts as your best friend, Oliver continued to look ahead diligently, in the hopes that Snape wouldn't notice as he began to whisper to you. "Looks like Carter there wants to get her hands on it," he muttered with an amused smirk.

He was right, one of your classmates had been edging her way towards the potion ever since Snape had explained what it was, and you knew all to well just which professor she had her sights set on dosing; but then, with Gilderoy Lockhart as your teacher, it was hardly surprising.

"Miss Y/L/N," Snape drawled out, capturing not only your attention, but the entire classes as you wondered just what you had managed to do wrong this time. "Perhaps you could tell us exactly what Amortentia smells like."

With a quick glance towards the potion, you remained exactly where you were. "It smells different to everyone," you shrugged. "A mixture of your favourite smells."

"Yes, thank you for that quotation from your book," he replied slowly, gesturing with a slight nod for you to go towards the potion. "And what, pray tell, does it smell like to you?"

It was the exact question you had been dreading, but with a slight push from Oliver, you found yourself approaching the dreaded liquid, much to the envy of a few of the girls to your left. Taking a deep inhalation through your lips, you ready yourself, hoping beyond belief that it would simply smell of your favourite food or something of the like. But as you took a good whiff of the potion, your fears were instantly realized. Grass, ashwood, and a smell you could only associate with the Gryffindor Quidditch teams changing rooms flooded your senses, as your eyes opened suddenly in shock. Taking a quick glance back towards your suddenly very curious best friend, you instantly knew what those smells had in common and a soft blush began to grow on your cheeks.

"Today, Miss Y/L/N," Snape prompted you, drawing you out of your fear-filled revelry.

"G-grass," you began, swallowing what felt like a lump in your throat as you let your gaze return to your professor. "Fresh grass and ashwood," you answer, deciding to leave the rather telling third smell from your answer.

Snape's eyes squinted slightly at your answer, as if he knew there was something more, something you were holding back, but in a rare show of kindness, he held his tongue. However that kindness was instantly squashed as his gaze flittered towards Oliver in realization, the smallest hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

"Mr Wood," he began once more, his eyes lighting up as the opportunity to cause a certain level of chaos presented itself. "What does it smell like to you?"

With a soft nudge of encouragement, Oliver passed you to get to the potion himself, a gentle reminder that although it may feel like it, you were not in fact alone in the hell that was potions class.

Silence pulled over the class like a heavy curtain as Oliver inhaled the smell, a good proportion of the Gryffindor girls leaning forwards in hopes that whatever he might smell may relate back to them, but as Oliver too remained silent, fear began to play across the room.

"Do all Gryffindors wish to waste my time?" Snape drawled, his smirk only growing at your friend's silence.

"Blood orange, lime and spearmint," Oliver replied uncharacteristically quietly, his gaze anywhere but towards you, and you instantly knew why. It was the exact combination of fragrances you smelt of, from your blood orange body wash to the lime infused conditioner and spearmint toothpaste.

"How very interesting," Snape spoke simply. "Well, back to where you were, both of you," he ushers you back to your spots where you had stood oh so close only minutes earlier, spots that suddenly felt both far too close and a world apart all at the same time.

[ellenhelpsrps]

⚜ ☀ ✂ ❥ ❣

⚜ - How many people do you not like?

RP wise? Literally so many. As much as I hate it, I do judge books by their cover, so if the first impression isn’t great, I probably won’t like you that much. 

☀ What’s your rp pet peeve?

It took me so long to think of one, but I guess my pet peeve is people who don’t interact with others properly, like the type of people who reply to others, but don’t make the effort to keep the conversation (or connections) going- if that makes sense. 

✂ A fandom that you feel isn’t open and accepting?

I don’t know if I’ve ever roleplayed in a fandom that hasn’t been open and accepting, honestly. I think it more depends on who is in the group, as in, if you’re in a group full of positive accepting people, that roleplay group is going to be accepting and open, but alternatively, if you’re in a group that isn’t full of positive and accepting people, it’s not going to turn out that way, and I’ve only ever been in groups with people who are positive. 

❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

answered.

❣ How salty are you feeling right now?

answered.

[fantasyimagines]

One Word: Pain - Harrison Wells

"You know what, Jesse is right about you!" you yelled in frustration, throwing your hands up in the air in a desperate need to express just how aggravated the man had made you. "You are a pain! But at least with her you have the excuse of being her father. What the hell is your excuse with me, hmm?"

With an exaggerated sigh and roll of his eyes, Harrison humphed in response, his lips tightly closed as he carefully considered his words, his tone scarily even. "I am allowed to be protective," he spoke, as if the words were almost forced.

"Yeah," you nodded, your hands taking a potentially permanent place on your hips, "of your daughter. You don't get to be controlling over me, Harry. Only I get to say what I do and do not do."

"You listen to the others!" Harry rebutted, his tone losing it's calm clarity as his own irritation began to show. "You listen to Barry and Caitlin and Cisco when they tell you not to do something!"

"No, I listen to their concerns, they give me reasons why I shouldn't do something and I make the decision. You just tell me not to do things whenever anything is potentially dangerous," you refuted.

"Because I don't want you to get hurt!" Harrison yelled, his words seeming all the louder for the silence that instantly filled the room as he finished. "I don't want you to get hurt," he repeated softly, his tone sincere as his eyes met yours in a desperate plea to get his point across.

"Harry," you sighed, trying to find the right words. "That-That is very sweet," you smile, nodding in acceptance towards him. "But you're still a pain."

[fantasyimagines]

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[fantasyimagines]

One Word: Confession - Sirius Black

You had been doing your best to avoid Sirius ever since first arriving at Grimmauld Place, and it was beginning to show. You hadn’t seen your old flame in over a decade, and while a part of you leapt at the opportunity to see him once more, to reassure yourself that he really was back, safe and well, it couldn’t diminish the guilt you felt ever since learning of his innocence.

His eyes had been on you all throughout the meeting, but you couldn’t bring yourself to meet his gaze, even with Remus throwing you questioning looks, you simply kept your head down as you listened to your orders. But as the meeting drew to a close, and you readied yourself for a speedy getaway, you soon found your path blocked by the one man you had wanted to avoid.

Without a word, Sirius carefully wraps his long fingers around your wrist, pulling you up gently from your chair, without any argument from yourself, and leading you off towards the study.

Closing the door behind you, Sirius lets your hand go with a sad smile, as if every action he had taken since seeing you enter the house had caused a doubt to flood his mind.

“Tell me,” he prompts softly, his gaze piercing through you, knowing there was something heavily set on your mind. It didn’t matter that there had been some 14 years since you had last seen one another, he could still read you like a book, and you aren’t sure if you like that or feel uneasy about it.

With a slight shake of your head you let your gaze flitter back towards the ground, only to find a single finger catching under your chin, drawing your attention back towards him.

“Tell me,” he repeats with a soft encouraging smile. “I promise I won’t judge.”

His words hit a little too close to home and you felt tears begin to brim at the corner of your eyes. Forcing them shut, you shook your head once more, but this time you let words fall with it.

“You should,” you utter, your voice broken and quiet.

“Y/N,” Sirius practically sighs your name, and you can’t help the slight flutter of your heartbeat at the sound. Oh how you had missed his saying your name, how you had missed the tight hold he would have around you when he hugged you. Oh how you missed him.

“I- I doubted you,” you admit, pulling away from him, disgusted in yourself. “I thought you were guilty, I thought you betrayed Lily and James,” tears flow freely from you now as you begin to pace around the room, desperate to get some of the anxious energy out.

“And?” Sirius prompts, raising an eyebrow in amused curiosity as he steps towards you, blocking your path in order to stop your circles.

“What do you mean, ‘and’?” you question, your brow furrowed as you chance a glance up at his confused features. “I thought you were guilty! I thought you were actually on the other side!”

“Well there was a lot of evidence to support that,” Sirius shrugged as if it barely mattered. “I don’t blame you, you know. Come on, Y/N, Remus thought exactly the same thing as you, and I promise I haven’t hexed him or anything for it.”

“But I- I was supposed to love you, who loves someone and doubts them?” you ask, your sights finally settling on his.

“I’ll tell you what,” Sirius begins, tracing a finger along your jaw as a mischievous grin plays at his lips. “You spent 14 years doubt me, you can spend the next 14 making it up to me.”

A single laugh falls from your lips as you watch the man in front of you burst with pride at your change of mood, however slight it may be.

“And just how would I do that?” you ask, holding back a smirk as you lean into his touch ever so slightly.

“Well, I did just spend 14 years without a kiss, excluding that one dementor, but it really wasn’t my type...”

[fantasyimagines]

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