#ray has 'if lost return to nate'

[puppetsoftomorrow]

i think the legends wld do that trend where u get ur friends embarrasing t-shirts / phone cases before u go on holiday but they do it before a crossover and sara gets photographed beating up an alien wearing a t-shirt which says "looking for hot milfs in your area". it becomes a meme.

[grimmusings]

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[fancoloredglasses]

The Justice Society of America (...sorta)

[All images are owned by DC Comics and Warner Bros-Discovery. Please don’t sue me]

(All clips are thanks to Pablo Calle, unless otherwise stated)

I’d previously covered the first televised appearance of the Golden Age team known as the Justice Society of America (JSA), though they were brought forward to the late 70s. There was one other appearance by the JSA, this time in their proper time thanks to the miracle of time travel.

[NOTE: I know Stargirl also features the JSA (brought forward to the 2000s), but that's an entire series, not an appearance]

PREVIOUSLY ON…

The Legends (consisting of Rip, Sara, Ray, Jax, Martin, and Mick) traveled to 1942 (despite the warning of someone named Rex Tyler) to stop the Germans from detonating an atomic bomb in New York City (3 years before the Americans would have done the same in Japan, despite the fact that the Germans never developed the A-Bomb)

The mission was a success…sort of. The Legends managed to stop the bomb by…

…placing the Waverider in the way of the torpedo that housed it. However, Rip sent the Legends (except Mick, who was injured) scattered throughout history. The wreckage of the Waverider was discovered by…

…historian Nate Haywood, who (along with Oliver Queen) revived Mick and set out to retrieve the time-lost Legends. However, they are unable to locate Rip.

On Nate’s suggestion, the Legends return to 1942 (with Nate tagging along) to set events in motion that would alter history just enough to prevent the Germans from acquiring A-Bomb technology supplied to them via a coalition between…

…a younger version on Arrow villain Damien Dahrk (an immortal ex-member of the League of Assassins)

…and Flash nemesis Eobard Thawne (the Reverse Flash) However, this meddling does not go unnoticed, as they’re ambushed by the JSA!

[Quick roll call for this version on the JSA (a number of whom weren’t even alive in 1942):

First off, we have Commander Steel (AKA Henry Haywood), who was never in the JSA in the comics.

Then we have (left to right) Obsidian (AKA Todd Rice, who in the comics is the son of Green Lantern Alan Scott and wouldn’t debut in the comics until 1983), Dr. Mid-Nite (AKA Dr. Charles McNider, the only actual JSA member in this lineup), Vixen (AKA Amaya Jiwi, the grandmother of the modern Vixen and was created specifically for the Arrowverse)

…and Stargirl (AKA Courtney Whitmore, who didn’t debut in the comics until 1999)]

…which catches us up. If you would like to watch the episode, it’s available on Netflix or behind your favorite paywall.

We open with…

The Legends are taken to the JSA’s Brownstone

...while the JSA talk with their teammate, Rex Tyler (AKA Hourman, another original JSA member). Despite the fact that the Legends claimed to have spoken with him, he says he’s never met them. Therefore, he suggests speaking to them before they send them to a mental hospital.

Nate then shows Commander Steel the dogtags he wears…that belonged to his grandfather, Henry Haywood.

Meanwhile in Paris, a German officer named Baron Krieger has a meeting with Thawne, who offers them (in exchange for an Amulet Thawne wants), the means to combat the JSA’s team of super-powered individuals.

Back in the US, the JSA releases the Legends to find out who the hell they are.

Back on the Waverider, the Legends decide that, since the JSA is calling Martin the leader, they should make it official. Sara then tells Nate he needs to be brought back to 2016. However, Nate realized Henry’s dog tags…

Nate realizes that, somehow, history changed in 1942, culminating in the JSA being killed during the very mission they just left for (What are the odds?!)

Therefore, the Legends return to 1942, arriving in Paris. Nate gives them information on Krieger.

Martin mentions he bears at least a passing resemblance to a German singer named Max Lorenz, so will infiltrate the club as Lorenz.

Martin manages to bluff his way into the club with Sara, Ray, and Jax (wait, a black man in a Nazi club? THAT’S gonna go over well!)

The Legends spread out in search of the JSA or Krieger. Ray manages to spot Vixen undercover (so a black WOMAN in a Nazi club as well? I guess this show isn’t exactly historically accurate) Ray warns Vixen, but she’s not sure if the Legends’ presence is what causes her team to die.

Meanwhile Marin is introduced to a German officer who’s a fan of Max Lorenz and isn’t convinced Martin is who he says he is.

So, risking blowing his cover, Martin takes that stage.

(Thanks to GT Media)

Not bad for a physics professor!

Unfortunately, the Germans take offense at Ray not giving the Salute.

So Ray starts a bar brawl…

…which is then broken up by the Justice Society.

The two teams convene aboard the Waverider.

Later, at Krieger’s rendezvous point…

With that, the Legends and the JSA head into battle. They manage to axquire the Amulet, but Krieger escapes. Ray and Vixen pursue Krieger, but…

…Krieger injects himself with Thawne’s serum.

A Nazi serum transforming a man into a musclebound brute. Where have I seen that before?

[NOTE: Most of the video clips featuring Super Soldier Krieger refer to him as Baron Blockbuster, but for obvious reasons (if you read the review linked above), I will be referring to him as Captain Nazi.]

Captain Nazi decimates the Legends and the JSA, but Martin is having issues leading on the fly.

Meanwhile, Sara takes charge in the field.

Mick lays down covering fire (literally) as the teams retreat with the Amulet. However, Ray and Vixen are captured.

Later, Krieger (who has come down from his roid rage) yells Ray and Vixen that, with this successful test, he will replicate the serum, making the German army invincible. He is then about to kill Vixen when Ray steps in, in exchange for Vixen’s life.

After Krieger leaves to obtain the serum for Ray to replicate (and improve), Ray tells Vixen he has a plan to get them out of this.

Meanwhile on the Waverider, everyone looks to Martin for guidance, but Martin’s indecisiveness rears its head again.

Martin has a heart-to-heart with Jax and admits he’s over his head.

Meanwhile in the Medbay…

So Sara officially becomes captain of the Waverider and leader of the herd of cats known as the Legends.

Inside the Bunker, Ray works on replicating the serum as Krieger leaves a couple of guards to watch them. Then Ray makes his move.

Ray then intends to use the serum on himself, but then the bunker is attacked by the Legends and the JSA.

However, Mick and Sara manage to deal with their guards and the teams are reunited.

And what is Krieger doing in this time?

Damn friendly fire! Well, at least Captain Nazi was taken out. Commander Steel receives minor injuries, but…

Back at the Brownstone, Hourman receives a visitor…

…from the Reverse Flash, who vibrates his hand through Hourman’s heart, killing him! Thawne then takes the Amulet and speeds away as Vixen enters the room, discovering Hourman’s body.

Thus ends the episode. However, there are two after-effects from the Legends' sojourn into 1942:

First, Vixen stows away (essentially joining the Legends), looking for vengeance for Hourman's death.

Second, Nate also joins the Legends, gaining super powers from the super serum...

...adopting the moniker Citizen Steel. I'm sure his grandfather would be proud.

[multi-fandom-enjoyer]

The Emerald Archer (year one):

Episode 0.5 "Five Years" pt.1

December 10th, 2024 (Lian Yu)

Y/n(nar.): Wednesday, December 10th

A hooded figure runs trough a forest. Climbing over rocks and climbing up a tree before swinging on one of its branches.

Y/n(nar.): Running. It's seems like I've been running my entire life. Especially for these last five years.

The figure finally reaches the highest rock. He grabs a bow and an arrow, continuesly scapping the arrow on his knife trying to get a flame. Finally a spark ignites on the arrow causing the figure to draw back the bow and launch it into a pile of wood catching the attention of nearby fishermen.

Y/n(nar.): But that ends today. The island they found me on is Lian Yu, it's Mandarin for "Purgatory," and that's what it has been. I've been dreaming of my rescue ever torturous day for the last five years. I am returning not as the afraid boy who always ran from fights but as the man who will bring justice to those the law has failed.

The fishermen land on the island to see a black and orange mask on a stick with an arrow through its right eye.

They soon saw the figure stumbling twords them. He drops to his knees and removes his green hood.

Y/n(nar.): My name is Y/n Barton.

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Barton Residence (Same day)

The Barton family: Clint, Laura, Cooper, Lila, and Nathaniel were all decorating a Christmas in their living room. Clint and Laura sat on the couch, drinking beer and wine and watching their three kids decorating the tree and goofing off. Clint looked at his remaining three kids not wanting to lose them again trying to forget about losing his eldest son and when he became Ronin

Clint: Guys, your mother and I have some news.

The kids turned to look at them. Clint smirked as he pulled out tickets for Roger the Musical in New York City. The three kids began to cheer.

Clint(laughs): We have been talking about it for a while now. Since I'm an Avenger, I can get five tickets free. Happy early Christmas.

Before they could explain more they heard the phone go off in the kitchen. Clint began to rise to get the phone before Laura stopped him.

Laura: I got it.

Laura went to the kitchen with her wine glass while Clint stayed with the kids. Clint began to explain how they would stay in New York for a few days before returning home for Christmas. Suddenly, they stopped as they heard a glass break and Laura screen from the kitchen. Clint rushed to the kitchen to see his wife shocked with her hand infont of her mouth.

Clint(Confused): What happened? What's wrong?

Laura(Weakly): They found him.

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December 12th (New York Hospital)

The Barton family is standing outside of a hospital room listening to the doctor while looking at their son, who was staring out to the window in his room.

Doctor: Over 30% percent of his body is covered in scared tissue. Third-degree burns spread across his back. X-rays show at least 12 different fractures that never fully healed.

Clint: Has he said anything about what happened?

Doctor: No. I advise you to proceed with caution. The Y/n you lost will not be the one they found.

Lila: What does that mean?

Nate: Who cares. Y/n's back!

Clint and Laura entered the room with Y/n turning to see them.

Y/n: Hi mom. Hey dad.

Both of them hugged their son with teary eyes.

Laura: Is it really you?

Y/n: It's really me mom.

[spellsword177]

Thoughts on Fence: Rise (Volume Five)

Warning!  The following will contain spoilers for Fence:  Rise (Volume Five).  Please proceed at your own risk.  Volume Five is in the bag, and, as usual, I cannot wait to see The Halverton Training Camp story arc concludes in the next issue.  Naturally, I had some thoughts in order from least important to most important.

It was great seeing Kally and Tanner again if only for a moment.

So far, I like MacRob the best out of the competing schools, Halverton is okay, but I cannot stand the snobs from Lowther who seem to think their all that and a bag of chips despite placing fourth.  I’m very interested to see more of Terrell Holmes, Nate Spencer, Gian Torres, and Marcus Washington who all seem very cool and interesting new additions.  I’m also curious to  see more of Hector Ramirez and Stefano “Van” Remo as we didn’t see much from either of them.

I adored Dante letting Bobby put pom hair ties in his hair.  If that isn’t love, I’ll eat your hat.  Unofficial boyfriend anyone?  It was also great Bobby getting the role of Team Manager; I’m happy for that little ray of sunshine.

The only reason Aiden isn’t better at fencing has to do with his personal lack of interest and Harvard’s ranking.  If Harvard improves his low lines, Aiden would likely move up alongside of him.

I suspect Seiji will at minimum either lose a point or even a practice match in the next volume.  The question is will it be Scott Langtree (who will be disappointed not to gain a new teammate), Marcus Washington (who shows the greatest talen), or Saunchul Park (who is clearly out for blood) that lands the blow.  Seiji is very disciplined and fast, but he is also arrogant and a bit predictable which is likely a major contributor to how Jesse beat him.  He may want to be a bit more dynamic in how he approaches his future matches.  As for Jesse and Seiji, I’m not surprised they were more at one time than simply friends as it was heavily hinted at in France.  I don’t for a moment believe Seiji ever saw Jesse in that way nor do I think what they had together was in any way healthy.  The real villain is Robert Coste.

I’m not surprised, but I am disappointed that once again Nicholas is at the bottom of the fencing order.  In all fairness, he is being forced to improve his two weakest areas of technique and defense through these drills.  I’m pleased he’s shown improvement, and I look forward to him proving once again to be a fast learner.  All he needs is Jesse’s skill to be monster at fencing possibly even the greatest.  I suspect the series will end with some combination Nicholas, Seiji, and Jesse on the piste at the state finals.

Previously, I have posted about which person will be the first to realize how Nicholas is related to Jesse.  Once again, we have movement in which Bobby Rodriguez noticed similarities in Jesse’s and Nicholas’s respective styles.  I suspect Coach Williams may already know, but if she does, she isn’t making it obvious in any way.

Finally, we have the return of Kyle Allen who conveniently didn’t mention how he was Jesse’s cousin, though I suspect his mother is Robert Coste’s sister making him also related to Nicholas.  I can say he is clearly overplaying how close he is to Jesse as he had no idea who Nicholas was, or the fact Jesse is eyeing him as threat for Seiji’s attention and a potential threat on the piste.  Likewise, he isn't attending Exton with Jesse Coste even though they are "so close." Out of everyone, he would be the last person to recognize and except Nicholas Cox as Jesse Coste’s long lost half-brother.  I would love for the rematch where Nicholas wipes the floor with him, but I’ll settle for his shock over Nicholas finally beating Emmet Scott by the end of the training camp.

The next chapter cannot come soon enough.  Maybe Nate Spencer’s statement of “It’s the Kind of Place that changes everything” may prove to be prophetic foreshadowing.  I will look forward to whatever may transpire. Go King's Row!

[manic-pixies-dream-girl]

if i could fly

genre: fluff

word count: 0.9k

warnings/tags: fem!reader, longing, crying, uh idk

summary: this was a request for my one direction collection

anon - "Hey lovey I love your work and I love the idea of using one direction songs in Harry Potter x reader’s. I was thinking you could do one for George Weasley with “if I could fly” were the reader ( female) went horcrux hunting as she is close with the golden trio and it’s just about how they both feel when the other is not there beside them and maybe a happy but tearful reunion at the battle of hogwarts. Thank you!"

a/n: this was really fun to write and im so sorry that this took so long, i hope you enjoy!

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A soft yet raspy voice whispered poetry from above, a voice you knew all too well. The edges of your vision were consequently blurring from sleep.

You looked up from where your head was resting on his lap. He was holding a book off to the side so that he could look into your eyes. He held a small love-filled smile on his face, you wanted to cry at how angelic he looked at that moment. The tree leaves tucked far up out of reach behind him connected to the trunk he was leaning against. His hair contrasted the greens and browns, and the sun rays hit him with golden tints. He reached down and stroked your hair off of your face from where he noticed you had moved.

The snap of a twig breaking caused you to stir from where you were laid out on the grass. Only it wasn’t grass, it was morphing and fading away into duller palates. You looked up at him and he faded away too. A dream, the universe was taunting you.

You were in fact under a tree but in a winter forest, instead of a summer field with your boyfriend reading to you.

You took in your surroundings more carefully now that you'd woken. You shouldn’t have fallen asleep in the first place, it was your turn to keep watch on the tent.

You felt the weight of a book in your hand; the poetry. You caught sight of Harry in your peripheral vision moving closer. He was the one that had made the noise drawing you from the stupid dream.

You sat up from where you had slumped against the tree, there was a crick in your neck and knots of tension in your shoulders.

“Hey y/n, do you need me to take over?” He asked looking tired himself, though he was surprisingly better at staying awake than Ron, Hermione, and yourself. He’s sadly become used to it because of the nightmares and visions he had been having, now he was just seemingly more put off.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize how tired I was,” you answered with a small smile, “no need, I can finish my shift. What are you doing out here anyway?” Questioning his need to come out of the tent so late.

“Another dream. He has a Horcrux at Hogwarts, something to do with Ravenclaw I think.” He looked dazed thinking back to the dream, or vision of sorts. You let out a thoughtful hum and tucked a fallen strand of hair behind your ear.

If you did have to return to Hogwarts then you’d be able to see George again after so long, months, without seeing each other. You wanted to cry at the thought of seeing him again after you had set off with the others so abruptly. You’d hardly been able to say goodbye before you had snuck out with the others to hunt for the pieces of Voldemort's soul.

You didn’t know how he’d react to seeing you again. The racing thoughts sobered you from your tiredness.

“When do we leave?” You voiced your thoughts to the green-eyed boy across from you. He met your eyes understanding that you missed George just as he missed Ginny.

“Soon we’ll need to use the tunnels from Hogsmeade to the castle to get in.” He uttered contemplating a plan in his head. “I’ll go wake Hermione and Ron, we need to get going as soon as we can.” He left me there against the tree wishing that it had been adorned with bright green leaves and a fire-haired boy underneath.

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George was asleep when he got the news that they needed to leave immediately for Hogwarts. He didn’t think about what the reason for the abruptness was. He was only thinking of her, that's all he seemed to ever do the past few months, he missed her. He missed her smile and her laughter, the way her hair was always messy in the morning, he missed her jokes and how she used to love helping with the stupid pranks he’d pull.

He loved her, loved the way that everything about her was utterly and irrevocably perfect.

He was still lost in thought when they’d arrived in the room of requirement with all of the others in the order. He crawled his way through the portrait and landed on his feet underneath it.

She saw a tuft of fiery red hair off to the side of her vision. She turned towards it hoping for the boy from under the tree.

Her heart dropped and butterflies erupted all at once. She ran to him without hesitation engulfing him into a breathtaking hug applied with the force of her run. She nearly toppled over the confused boy.

He caught her wavering slightly at the sudden intrusion. She was lightly sobbing tears of joy into his chest. He just hugged her harder and comforted his girlfriend.

He tugged her away from his chest and kissed her uncaring of the tears or the crowd of people around. You kissed for what felt like forever though it was only minutes.

He had his hands on the sides of your face as he tugged back to look at you. You could see it in his eyes, it was unmistakable that those eyes held so much love in them. You hoped your eyes were conveying the same feelings.

“I love you,” he murmured looking into your eyes, his glossing over from the overload of emotions, “now let's win this darling.” He said cheerfully with a smile that lit up your heart.

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[the-enamorando-deity]

*Can I request Sara Lance x Reader with your prompts **

Word - 22

Location- 4

Situation-1

Sentences- 13,20, and 25

Thanks! 🙂❤💜

hi hi hi hi oh my GOD THIS GAVE ME SO MANY IDEAS AAAAAH

Prompts: Crown, Ship, Stuck in the Past, “Is that a threat or a pick-up line?”, “Either we go or I do, but I’d prefer if you didn’t make me do this alone.”, “You’re so pretty. What the fuck.”

Sara Lance x Reader, (18+) because i’m a goddamn heathen and oof-

Captain Lance

Sure, the Legends had their shares of mishaps and incidents, but this was by far one of the worst mistakes that had happened since you joined the crew. Everything started so well, you and Sara were having fun in the halls of the WaveRider, surrounded by your favourite people in the world.

Her laugh bounced off the walls and made you smile, shoving by each other to get to the finish line before each other. You caught a glimpse of her looking at you, eyes bright in a way they only seemed to do again after over ten years of trouble. Your heart warmed at the thought of her, exposing the darkest and loneliest parts of herself, only to have them met with eager warmth and acceptance.

You hadn’t been through the things she had, but knew similar ways to relate, and it only made you crave her more. She thought herself nothing more than a bit of fun, a weapon more often than not. You saw everything else, and let her know it every day. She grabbed your hand right before the finish line, distracting you just enough that you didn’t realise she was pushing you behind her. 

With a victorious cry, the crew surrounded their winner, and Nate pulled Sara up onto his shoulder. ‘Captain Lance wins again!’

‘I’m on top of the world!’ she jeered, grinning down at you.

‘Not for long, Captain,’ you replied, a hint of something in your voice.

Nate lowered her back to the ground, the crew moving onto the next challenge you and Sara had arranged for fun. ‘Is that a threat or a pick-up line?’

‘You’re just going to have to find out.’

Charlie made a face and looked like she was about to be sick, quickly pushing to the front of the group to escape the grossness of you two.

Things turned bad fast. Only seconds into the next challenge, Gideon’s warbled warnings alerted you all to something sinister as the ship started to lurch and spin, all of you making a break for the control room, reaching it far too late. Sara was there first, finding out the trouble and running for the loading bay before any of you could process what was going on. 

You cried out after her and raced down the steps, only to see the door blow open and suck her out, her head crashing into the doorframe before she vanished. ‘Sara!’

Your foot tapped on the metal floors as Gideon searched and scanned, but with the damage the ship sustained, she couldn’t locate the captain. Ray sat beside you and tried to offer words of comfort, which were only met with silence. His hand on your shoulder was kind, but you couldn’t think clear enough. 

The ship had crash-landed in the middle of the ocean, on an island Zari only barely managed to aim you for. With Gideon out of commission and no clues as to your time period, you all felt an overwhelming sense of hope lost, not only for yourselves, but for Sara. If the WaveRider barely made it to an island, had Sara hit the water? Was she even in the same year as the rest of you?

Heavy hearted, you dragged Mick from his room with the premise of “it might be Aruba”, making him help you search the notably small island, both of you knowing it wasn’t Aruba. It didn’t take long, both of you calling out for Sara, able to search the island in under half an hour. Without much shade, there wasn’t many places she could hide, or be hidden from sight.

It wasn’t until Nate saw a ship in the distance, remarking on the distinct shape and colouring, that he knew when and where you all were. The ship had seen your smoky signal and made way towards you.

‘Zari, get the WaveRider disguised, now!’ you ordered, after following Nate’s train of realisation. ‘Nate, please tell me the fabricator is still working?’

He nodded, and you all made a desperate run for the machine. The ship was still a few minutes from being able to see everything properly, even with a telescope- or so you hoped. Zari gave the thumbs up that the ship was disguised, pulling you aside.

‘Pirates? You’re kidding right?’

You sighed and handed her an outfit. ‘Get dressed.’

‘We can’t just leave the WaveRider here unattended, if someone finds it, we’re screwed, and stuck here forever,’ she explained, pushing the outfit back into your arms. ‘It’s fine, that stuff smells like butt anyway.’

Not wanting to leave her alone, you turned to a very unenthusiastic Mick. ‘Stay.’

He growled, more at the fact that you ordered him, less so at the order. ‘Fine, I don’t wanna play pirates anyway. I have all the booze I need right here.’

With that, you grabbed Nate, Ray and Charlie and headed for the doors, ready to greet whoever it was that may or may not be about to try and kill you. Three steps in, you saw Ray stumble before you and quickly turned to head back to Zari.

‘Get him to the medbay.’

Charlie poked at Ray’s ankle as he lay in the chair, eliciting a shriek from him. ‘Broken. He can’t come with us, we’ll be sitting ducks.’

With a look from the crew, you knew Sara’s position was to be yours for the time being. 'I guess Zari’s coming along after all. Ray, you get Mick to help you fix the ship. We’ll be on comms, and Zari can guide you. Okay?’

He winced and nodded, looking sadly at Nate. ‘Sorry we can’t be pirate bros, buddy.’

‘Next time.’

With the new plan, Zari- somehow less enthusiastic than usual- followed the three of you to the beach, and you all left the WaveRider behind, watching the rowboats launch from the pirate ship.

‘Here we go.’

You dropped to the sand and started holding onto your ankle, a weak cry silenced by a pained huff telling the crew you were playing hurt.

‘Y/N, what are you doing?’

‘If they think we’re hurt, we’re less of a threat,’ you explained, ‘we can get on their ship, get to port, find Sara, then get Ray and Mick to come get us when the WaveRider’s fixed.’

From the moment the pirates arrived on the shore, they were silent, taking inventory of you all before lowering their guards. One finally spoke to ask what was the problem, and with that, the four of you realised the entire crew was made up of women.

It was Charlie who spoke first of the Legends, helping you stand. ‘Our captain is wounded and our ship damaged, may we seek refuge with you to get us back to port so we can commandeer items for repair?’ 

‘No need, our ship has all you need,’ she spoke again, ‘come aboard, let your captain rest her wounds, have a meal, and we can assist you with repairs.’

Cautious, you all glanced between each other before moving towards the row boats. ‘Thank you,’ you replied graciously, bowing your head, ‘your captain must be very good to you.’

The silence of the women returned, Charlie and Zari helping you to one boat to keep up the ruse, Nate grabbing your bags and joining Charlie in the other boat. It was tense, terrifying, and altogether a bad idea. You could barely resist muttering to yourself at the eagerness for you all to get captured, the willingness to trust strangers. And yet, it felt right.

You knew why the moment you were helped off the row boat, looking up, only to lock eyes with their pirate captain. Adorned with a gorgeous crown of silver and jewels, the love of your life stood before your eyes, unharmed.

‘Sara,’ you breathed, quickly wrapping your arms around her and pulling her close. 

She hugged you so tight you forgot your cover, kissing her long and soft. The crew had fallen silent, the only noise coming from Charlie and Zari as they tried to resist vomiting. 

‘Our Queen has found her lover! Rejoice for our quest is long over!’ cheered the first mate, an uproarious cry of delight from the entire female crew deafening you as Sara held your face tenderly.

The dark makeup around her eyes made the bright blue shine brighter, her lips stained a dark red, the soft freckles you would often count by kissing them now darker than you’d imagined they could be.

‘You’re so pretty,’ you laughed, still not believing she was alright, ‘what the fuck? How are you so-’

Sara silenced you by placing a gentle finger to your lips, turning to face her crew. They bowed down before her, the cheeky smile she gave you followed by a wink. The gentle hum of her voice rippled through your body as you held her hand, thinking only now, that she had obviously been searching for you for a long time.

‘Our mission is complete, ladies, you may all return to your ports if you wish, or stay aboard under the rule of Jessalyn,’ she announced, voice cracking slightly, her tone withered and shaky. ‘Thank you all for your service, you have sent me home.’

She turned to Nate, Zari and Charlie, dragging them and you in for a group hug.

‘Captain? Before you go,’ the first mate, Jessalyn you assumed, spoke, ‘perhaps a feast? We will miss you greatly, and this may ease our worries of your safety.’

Nodding eagerly, Nate grinned at Sara like a kid in a library- or at least, Nate as a kid in a library. She agreed, quickly dragging you off and leaving the others to engage with her other crew. 

Before you even reached her quarters, Sara grabbed you and pulled you flush against her,  hands roaming your body as she kissed you hard, pressing you against the wall, dragging her fingers through your hair.

‘Jesus, Sara, how long were you here?’ you mumbled between kisses, your arms around her neck as you pulled her close.

‘Four months,’ she mumbled, moving to kiss down the side of your neck. 

‘Should we really have left the others out there? What if-’

She put a finger to your lips and placed a soft kiss on your nose. Sara reached behind you, never dropping eye contact, and opened the door. ‘Either we go or I do, but I’d prefer if you didn’t make me do this alone.’

‘Yes, ma’am,’ you replied, greedily moving to kiss her again.

Her lips tasted of wine and sea salt, mixed with berries you were sure didn’t still exist. You had barely lost her for two hours, and you could barely get your hands off her. The door shut behind you, Sara dragging you towards her bed, laying down and pulling you over her.

You kissed down her bare chest, gently pulling her shirt down and sucking a small trail down the centre. Squeezing her breast, your lips moved back to her neck, your free hand skating up her outer thigh, fingers dancing over her skin and thumb rubbing circles as you moved inward. Her breath hitched at your touch, grabbing your wrist with her hand and guiding it higher, closer to where she wanted you.

Moaning softly into her neck as you kissed her, Sara wasn’t happy with your messing around. She reached up to take the crown off, looking down to meet your eyes.

‘Leave it on,’ you grinned, pulling yourself down lower on the bed, bowing down to kiss the insides of her thighs. 

You teased her softly with your tongue, moving closer and feeling her try to press her thighs together. A gentle whimper left her throat as you tugged her underwear down over her legs, discarding them across the room. Her skirt hitched up as you kissed and sucked at her stomach, Sara’s hands tangled in your hair and pulled your head closer, lower.

Giving in, you softly kissed up her folds, tongue darting in as you moved up and down. Her hips hitched as you licked a stripe up and down her soaking pussy, hands tugging you closer as she demanded more. 

‘Stop being so gentle, goddamnit,’ she huffed, a smile breaking out across her face as you began sucking at her clit. Breath caught in her throat, she was more than satisfied now.

‘Is that better, princess?’ you murmured, the soft rumbles of your voice making Sara grip your hair a little tighter. 

She managed to nod, a pleased sigh when your soft fingers started circling her clit, your mouth moving elsewhere as she started getting close already. Distracting Sara by kissing her lips, your other hand moved back up to her breast, and one of hers moved down between her legs.

‘Good girl,’ you grinned, hearing her fingers slip inside herself, her body gently rocking beneath yours. It was often a joint effort, making her happy, and it seemed that even in the bedroom she still liked a little control.

Her moans filled the room, sucking at her neck as she struggled to keep a hold. ‘Baby, you do it so much better. I wanna feel you inside me, please.’

More than happy to oblige, you kissed back down her body, your tongue darting over and circling her clit as your fingers took over where hers had been, stroking the inside of her walls as you felt her clench around you. Her hips lifted off the bed as your fingers and mouth worked their magic, a quick pace letting her finish, but you didn’t stop. Slowing only a little, you helped her work herself down, sucking across her collarbones.

‘That’s gonna leave a mark,’ she grinned, wrapping her arms around you and kissing you like it was the first time. ‘I missed you.’

‘I missed you too.’

Turning on her side as you lay by her, she ran a finger down your arm. ‘By the way,’ Sara teased between kisses, ‘if you broke my ship, I’ll kick your ass.’

‘I know.’

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[marvelousimagines]

My Hero

Sara Lance x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,094

Summary:

Warnings: Angsty(ish)

The beeping of the heart monitor was the only thing that soothes her. The constant sound was the only thing that kept her from going feral. It was the sound of hope to her, and to everyone else that was within the room. It was the only sound that broke the silence of the room.

For it was the only sound that needed to be heard. The only thing that was worth listening to, because Sara didn’t want to hear anything else. Only one thing rose above the want, the need, to listen to the heart monitor and that was the need to hear your voice.

Hear the sweet laugh that always escaped from your mouth as Nate goofed off with you.

Hear the loving lilt in your tone when you spoke to her. Hear the voice that made Sara’s heart warm at the mere sound. That made her feel like everything was going to be okay.

A voice that always filled the silence with its light. Pushing the darkness away by its very presence. Now, without it, there was nothing but shadows in the corner of her vision. Nothing but the promise of death and destruction to come if she didn’t hear it soon.

She didn’t know what she would do if she lost you too.

Closing her eyes Sara tried to even out her breathing, but the moment her eyes slipped shut she was plagued by images of hit still form. Of the events that transpired to cause you to be in this situation to begin with.

———

It was a routine mission for the Legends. Problems had been arising in 18th Century London. As William Shakespeare had returned and was causing way too much fuss in the locals. Not only changing the stories and literary arts that came out of that period, but people’s faith in the crown and the way London has “devolved”.

Truth be told Sara had wanted to put off the mission for as long as possible. It being only a level two anachronism. She had much rather stayed in bed with you than deal with the antics of Shakespeare and his need to speak, but the Time Bureau had put their foot down.

Rubbing her temples to stem an oncoming migraine, Sara turns to her team with a grin. “Alright Legends, you all know the drill at this point. Grab Shakespeare before he can cause any more problems and I wouldn’t be adverse to you gagging him as well.” Her grin turns into a smirk. “Actually I’ll give you extra brownie points if you do.”

“Did someone say brownies?” A soft voice asks from behind her that causes Sara’s heart to melt. Turning Sara meets your sparkling gaze. A warm smile curling your lips into an expression of pure affection.

An expression that Sara was sure her face mirrored.

Moving to stand in front of you, Sara wraps her arms loosely around your waist. Pulling you into her, she nuzzles your cheek with her nose. Blue eyes glowing with adoration. “Points, babe, brownie points. We’re not actually making brownies.” Seeing your pout immediately makes her rectify her statement, however. “But when we get back you and I can make brownies together, alright?”

A small smile is her only response, but it was all she needed. Stepping back, Sara turns to look at her team with a raised eyebrow. Her face taking on a sterner expression when she saw that we were still loitering about. “Well? Let’s kick some ass.”

Cheers erupt, causing a grin to appear on Sara’s face. Yeah this was going to be fun.

———

Bowing her head Sara tries to forget the events that transpired after that. Tries to forget the sight of your blood leaking from in between her fingers.

Tries to forget the sound of her screams when she saw that you had been hit.

Tries to forget the sound of the shot ringing out across the courtyard.

She tries to forget how still you were in her arms. Your normally expressive face blank. Skin turning ashen as the minutes ticked by.

She tries to forget the feeling of hopelessness that she felt as you were taken from her. The darkness welcoming her back like an old friend. Whispering that it was only a matter of time before her light was taken away. That she could have only ran for so long before it caught up again.

That no matter where she hid, no matter what she did, it would always come back. For a monster could only ever truly feel safe in the dark. It could hide itself away in the light, but it would never feel complete until it was able to shed that mask.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Sara brings her hand to run through her hair. Desperately trying to keep her thoughts at bay, but knowing the attempt was futile. No matter what she did she would always remember.

Always remember the mistake that caused her sun to be extinguished.

———

A hail of bullets reigned down around them. The gunfire like a symphony of destruction and the enraged shouts was its chorus. Sara could feel a smirk playing at the corner of her lips at the sound. She knew her team was giving the mercenaries a run for their money. Weaving in and out of the stone pillars that made up the courtyard.

Pressing her back into the rough stone archway, Sara strains her ears to pick up the sounds of approaching footsteps. Her brain quickly worked out who it was and if she needed to shoot them. Luckily she registered who it was and a relaxed smile took the place of her stern look.

Turning her gaze she meets your sparkling one. “How’s it going babe?”

“Fairly well,” you shrug, shifting the gun you had stolen off a fallen mercenary to your other hand. “Ray and Zari are taking care of Willy. While the others deal with what’s left of the mercenary gang.”

Smiling Sara nods as she sweeps her gaze over the still courtyard. Her body shifted from its crouched position as she moved out into the open space. Her staff pressed lightly into her thigh as she walked. She could feel that you were following closely behind her. You are always one to air on the side of caution when it comes to the two of you.

“Hey Cap!” The shout almost causes her to jump but she schools herself before she does. Instead she levels Nate with a withering glare as he rubbed his neck sheepishly. “Sorry, but we got all of the rogues. Shouldn’t be having any more problems.”

“Good, that’s what I like to hear.” Turning Sara surveys the rest of the yard. Her brow furrowed in thought as her eyes took in the untouched area. Something didn’t feel right, but she pushed the feeling down to her own paranoia. Bringing her gaze back to her team she could see their elated grins. Amaya and Zari are already whispering softly to one another. Nate and Ray laugh quietly at each other. Mick standing off to the side and being his usual sulky self. Everything seemed fine, and Sara wanted to believe that, if it wasn’t for the nagging feeling in the back of her mind.

Trudging her way towards her team she’s very much aware of your presence behind her. Your closeness soothing her in a way nothing else ever could. Allowing her shoulders to relax even more, Sara moves towards Ray wanting an update about the resident playwright.

Her attention shifting was all it took for hell to erupt.

Before Sara could blink the sound of a bullet ripping through the air shattered the relative silence of the yard. Your shrill cry of “No” accompanying it, and then her world was flipped upside down as she was thrown to the side.

Her body crashes against the dewy lawn, and her breath is knocked out of her. She could feel her mind trying to work out everything that had happened, and when it did she scrambled onto all fours. Her horrified gaze finding your still form on the ground. The green of the grass surrounding you quickly turns crimson.

She didn’t register anything but the need to get to you. To save you.

She didn’t hear the sounds of Mick chasing after the lone mercenary. Nor did she hear the sounds of Ray calling for Gideon. She doesn’t register anything but the sound of her own heart shattering.

Wrapping her arms around you Sara pulls you onto her lap. Frenzied breaths ghosting across your skin as she tilts her head to press her ear against your lips. Her fingers, meanwhile, press against your throat to find a sign. Anything.

Anything that meant that you were still breathing. That the growing stain of blood on your front didn't mean what she thought it meant.

What she knew it meant.

Shaking her head Sara could feel desperation start to work its way through her body. Fear worming into her heart like the leech it was, but she wasn’t strong enough to fight against it. Wasn’t sound enough to rationalize her actions, because all she could think of was the fact that you weren’t breathing.

All she could see was your face turning paler and paler by the second. You lips taking on a bluish sheen that only meant one thing.

All she could hear was the lack of a heartbeat underneath her ear when she laid her head against your chest.

All she could feel was your normally warm skin turning cold underneath her fingertips. Fingertips that were still pressed tightly against your throat. Fingertips that felt nothing underneath them.

Only the chilly iciness of death.

Sara knew she should be doing something to help you, but her body was frozen. Her brain locked down because it was forced with the stunning reality of losing you. Her surroundings melted away until there was nothing but the two of you. Causing her to forget everything and anything that didn’t have to consist of that.

So when she felt strong hands grabbing ahold of her Sara did the only thing natural to her, she fought. Her innate reaction was to protect you, and she wasn’t going to let you down. No matter how much she didn’t want to think about the fact that she already had.

Feeling you being yanked from her arms only heightens that.

A warm body soon pressed itself against her back. Another pair of hands grabbing hold of her struggling form. Two familiar scents washed over her as she twisted and turned. Rationally she knew that it was Nate and Mick holding onto her, and that Ray had been the one to take you away but she wasn’t thinking rationally.

All she could think about was the fact that they were the ones that took you from her.

“You need to sedate her. There’s no way we’re going to get anything done with her acting like that.” A soothing voice sounds and Sara immediately tensed. Her mind runs rampant with the thoughts flashing across it.

“Do you really think that’s necessary, Ray?” Another voice asks, one of the beings that were holding her. Her body only tensing more at the question posed.

A deep sigh was emitted before the soothing voice spoke once more. “I don’t like it anymore than you both do, but we all know how Sara can get when it comes to things like this. We also know that we wouldn’t be able to stop her if things got really bad. That’s not our captain right now. That’s a woman willing to do anything to get to the woman she loves.”

Only sighs came as a response, but Sara could tell that they had all come to an agreement about her. Something that Sara wasn’t partial to at all. Thrashing her body once more Sara could feel one of the sets of hands lose their grip on her, but before she could feel triumphant she felt a needle press itself into her neck.

A liquid being injected and causing even more fogginess in her already muddled brain. Feeling sleep coming like a freight train towards her, Sara feels her head land on the ground. A whispered voice sounding next to her ear.

“I’m sorry Cap.”

———

Rubbing the sight of the injection on her neck, Sara glances at your still form once more. Her eyes trailing down the tubes in your arm. From your hand all the way up. Soon her eyes made it your chest where they stayed. Watching, transfixed, as it steadily rose up and down.

It was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. Something that she wouldn’t trade for anything.

Leaning back against her chair, Sara shifts as she tries to find a comfortable position. She knew it was for naught but it was something to keep her body active as she waited for you to wake up. The rest of the team had vacated the room after Gideon had told them you would be waking up soon.

As intrusive as the Legends were they knew when to step back, and they knew that this was one of those times. Even if they all wanted nothing more than to be there for you and Sara.

Signing Sara shifts her gaze back to the heart monitor. Watching as it goes up and down, something was quickly becoming her favorite pattern, a feeling of hope offsetting the darkness.

Hope that you would be okay.

Hope that she wasn’t going to lose you.

Dipping her head Sara runs a hand through her hair. A deep sigh leaving her mouth as her shoulders slump. Only to jump when a hand comes to rest soothingly on her left.

Straightening up Sara is met with the most beautiful sight ever, tied for your chest moving. Your beautiful eyes staring back at her with a look of adoration. A warm smile curling your lips.

Standing Sara presses her lips against yours. Needing to feel that contact with you once again. Needing to know that you were there, alive, and that she wasn’t losing her grasp on reality.

Though any reality you weren’t a part of wasn’t something she ever wanted to be a part of.

Feeling you respond only grounded her more. Pulling back she couldn’t stop the tears from spilling down her cheeks. Something that caused your easy going smile to change into a worried frown.

“Hey,” you coo, bringing your hand to rest against her cheek. “What’s the matter? I didn’t think my breath smelt that bad.”

A choked laugh mixes with her son as Sara tries to process a response. “No, your breath smells fine. It’s just-“ She takes a deep breath. “I thought I lost you and I didn’t know what I would have done if I did. Especially since it was my fault.”

Your frown grows deeper at that. “What do you mean, babe? How was this your fault?”

Shaking her head Sara presses her forehead against yours. Needing to feel your skin against hers. To remind herself that you were warm. To forget the memory of feeling like ice. “I shouldn’t have let my guard down. I knew something was off but I didn’t do anything. I just shrugged it off and because of that I could have lost you. I should have known that something wasn’t right.”

A hand comes up to grip her chin and Sara’s gaze is soon leveled with your own. Your eyes imploring and warm as you stared at her. “Then by that same logic you should be blaming Ray too. Wasn’t he the one who told you everything was clear?” Sara nods in confirmation. “Then isn’t he just as much at fault as you? If not more because he told you something that was clearly untrue. So do you blame him?”

Pulling back Sara looks away a far off look on her face. “Of course not, Ray couldn’t have known that the man was there.”

“Exactly Sara.” You sit up to garner her attention. Your eyes never wavering from hers. “You couldn’t have known either, and I know you’re going to give me the bullshit excuse that you’re a trained assassin and you should know better. Everyone makes mistakes, babe, and that applies to you too. I know you think this is your fault but it’s not because accidents do happen.”

Shaking her head Sara’s frown only grows more. “This accident could have cost me everything. I should have trusted my instincts and checked the perimeter before allowing myself to be out in the open. It was stupid and I can never forgive myself for giving that bastard an opportunity to strike.”

“There is only so much you can do, Sara. At a certain point you have to realize that and I made a choice too. Don’t forget that either. I made the choice to push you out of the way. Knowing full well that I wouldn’t be able to get out of the way in time, but that didn’t matter to me because I knew you were going to be alright.”

A beat of silence passes before Sara speaks. Her head dipped towards her chest. “I wouldn’t have been okay because I would have lost you.”

“And I wouldn’t have been okay because I would have let you get hurt,” you respond simply with a smile back on your face. Eyes crinkling with delight because of it. “We’re both self sacrificing idiots and that’s not going to change. So you need to stop beating yourself up about it, okay? Because I wouldn’t change a thing that happened, and I know that if the roles were reversed you would do the same thing.”

Sara lowers her gaze but doesn’t rebuke your statement, because she knows it’s true. Sighing she nods in agreement and acceptance of what you’re telling her. She knows that the guilt would never truly leave her but your words have helped, and knowing that you were going to be fine did too.

Breathing deeply Sara, once again, presses her forehead against yours. Her eyes closed as she did so. “I’m so glad I didn’t lose you.”

A warm chuckle escaped your lips, and was all that broke the silence between the two of you for a moment. Though when you did speak your voice was filled with mischief, even if it didn’t rise above a whisper. “Of course, after all you did promise me brownies.”

[puppetsoftomorrow]

the avalance news reader au

hey who said peer pressure doesn't work. anyway i made this post and y'all seemed to like it so here we go!! might post to ao3 later on idk...

It had been a truly terrible day.

Ava considered, in the moment that her coffee machine spluttered coughed up coffee grounds over her last clean shirt, that maybe she'd just had a truly terrible year. All her dreams about finally moving to television after being stuck in the doldrums of local news media for six years had been slashed when she'd been placed on the graveyard shift - sure, Ava was finally reading the news, but her shift was from 1AM until 4AM, so her only audience was long-distance truck drivers and new parents.

Still, she persevered, with the slightly foolish belief that if she worked hard enough, she could be promoted to a primetime slot. Or at least a slot that didn't require her to be making coffee at 10:45PM.

Her day had started off badly - she'd barely slept, as the sound from the construction work three blocks away rattled her windows, and she’d woken to find that her cat, Merlin, had kicked his litter halfway across the house in a fit of pique. Ava couldn't even have her normal oatmeal, as she was out of oat milk, and now she was having to drink her coffee black.

After changing her shirt to a dark dress and grimacing as she choked down the coffee, there was a knock on the door, and Ava groaned as she realised she was running late.

"Hey, Sara." She sighed.

Sara stood in the doorway, hair wavy over her shoulders, hands shoved in the pockets of her hoodie - the same grey hoodie she wore every day, branded with their news station's logo.

"Woah, a dress?" Sara said, eyebrows raised appreciatively, as Ava grabbed her coat and bag and they moved to go down the stairs.

"Don't mention it." Ava grumbled, pulling the coat around her shoulders.

"It looks good on you." Sara said, and Ava shot her a look. Sara mimed zipping her lips. "Do we have to time for Starbucks? I had to have black coffee; my mouth tastes like something died in it." Ava muttered, and Sara shrugged.

"I mean, we've arrived half an hour early for every shift for the past year -"

"Do you want to go back to taking the bus?" Ava said, looking over at her as they reached the lobby. They'd discovered they lived in the same building almost accidentally in Ava's first week, awkwardly meeting across the hall in the early morning, until Sara had realised that Ava had a car and they'd started riding in together.

"Fine, if you're happy with having bad angles." Sara said, holding the door open for her, and Ava rolled her eyes.

"Are you saying I have bad angles?"

"Oh, I'll find one." Sara muttered, and Ava snorted with laughter and unlocked the car. One of the benefits to giving her camera operator a ride every day was always having excellent angles.

After a stop at Starbucks, Ava rolled along the dark, quiet roads, sighing deeply.

"What's up?" Sara asked, sipping her drink - black coffee, which she somehow enjoyed.

"Nothing." Ava muttered, but it only took one look at Sara for her to come out with the story of her crappy day. Sara laughed.

"So that's why you're wearing the dress."

"That's what you're focusing on?" Ava said, focusing on the road with a small smile on her face. "I have to go back to my apartment at 5AM and clean up kitty litter and coffee grounds."

"Not to mention getting coffee out of your shirt." Sara snorted, and Ava groaned, loud and over the top.

///

They always split when they got to the studio, Ava marching off to make-up to get ready, and Sara taking the elevator to the studio floor to set up her camera. The studio was always dead past midnight, just a skeleton crew left, which Sara found she enjoyed - it was easier to know everyone that way. She waved at Nate, distracting him from where he was running through the weather, muttering under his breath and checking his perfectly coiffed hair in the camera. He waved back, a bright smile on his face.

Careful not to trip over any of the wires on the floor, Sara made her way up to the box above the studio, the cramped room filled from head to toe with blinking lights and buttons, with a large window so they could look down on the studio. The techs – Behrad and Charlie - were sat with headphones on, running through sound checks, so Sara just waved to them as she found who she was looking for.

Zari, the studio runner, was running through her clipboard, muttering under her breath. When she saw Sara coming, she rolled her eyes. "Back again?"

"What have you got for her today?" Sara asked, keeping her voice nonchalant.

"The usual. Some city councilor has been embezzling funds, Star City is readying to bid for the 2028 Olympics, and former mayor Queen is opening a patisserie down-town. It's been a quiet week."

"Exactly." Sara said, her grin widening. "You've got to add the cat one."

Ray, their head writer, had found a story a week ago about a fat cat attending the Star City pet spa to lose weight, and Sara had been tracking down clips of the poor thing, bribing the editor, Nora, to pull them together. She'd even written a script. Zari looked at her with an eyebrow raised.

"Seriously?"

"Yes! I have a bet going with Mick - if I can get Ava to break on camera by the end of the month, he's got to give me $50." Sara said. It was ridiculous, she'd started the bet - truthfully, she found it endearing how Ava read the news with the same abject sternness whether she was covering a political scandal or a dog who'd learnt to surf in Star City Bay. She'd only broken her composure once - a smile creeping on her face when reporting on the 5th birthday of a crocodile at Star City Zoo named Snaps. From that day on, Sara had vowed to make her laugh, properly, live on air.

"I don't have any time to make up." Zari said, and Sara sighed.

"Yeah, but you know Ava reads quick enough. Please? For me?"

Zari seemed immune to the puppy eyes, so Sara sighed. "And I'll give you $20."

Zari snorted. "Do you have $20?"

"I'll have $50 when I win the bet." Sara countered, and Zari sighed.

"Fine. I'll see what I can do."

"Z, you're the best." Sara said with a grin, and turned to return to the studio floor.

///

The program went smoothly, like always. Sara liked her job, the focus of filming and the pride she got when she saw her own work on TV, but she liked it better when she was filming Ava, who had pretty much insisted from day one that Sara be her primary operator.

Ava looked especially pretty today, someone in make-up evidently having convinced her that she didn't need the bun today, and instead curled her hair over both shoulders, which didn't completely cover Ava's defined arms, visible in her sleeveless dress.

The night ran the same as most others, Ava transitioning smoothly between topics and engaging in light, courteous banter with Nate before he presented the weather. Sara looked at Ava during these moments, the five minutes she was off camera, where she looked down at her notes, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth.

Okay, so maybe Sara wanted to make Ava laugh because she looked so pretty doing it. Sue her.

They were coming near the end, and Sara was losing hope that the story would be included, until she heard the segue.

"Now, in lighter news," Ava started, her eyebrows suddenly shooting up as she read the prompter. Sara grinned; Zari had obviously left this out of Ava's notes to inspire more of a reaction.

"Cats," Ava blurted out, steadying herself before continuing, "they're not normally known for their love of swimming, but one feline in Star City is hitting the water instead of the gym in a bid to lose weight. Mr. Snuggles -" Ava bit her lip as the pictures played on the monitor - a black and white cat in a life vest, looking absolutely terrified, and Sara grinned. "Mr. Snuggles is a thirteen-year-old cat who - dislikes the outdoors and other physical activities."

Sara's grin widened as Ava lost it, barely making it through her lines through her giggles. Her face was flushing pink and she bit her lip to try and compose herself. "But with encouragement from his owner -" Ava pressed on, trying to hold herself together, "Mr. Snuggles had lost one pound in six months."

That was the final straw, as Ava descended into a full-on laugh, barely making it through her sign off. Sara was so distracted by the sound she nearly missed Zari's voice in her ear. "Camera 1 to Camera 3 in 3, 2, 1 -"

Sara switched off, but not before Ava snorted, flushing even deeper and covering her face with her hands at the sound, not disguised by the jingle from the lottery numbers playing across the screen.

///

Ava had bolted from the set, and Sara packed up her equipment as quickly as possible, ducking out just in time to catch Ava as she walked down the corridor to the lobby. Her face was now free of make-up, her hair tied up in a messy bun, but she was still in the dress that left Sara's mouth a little dry. She looked at Sara, blushing again.

"I can't believe you did that." She groaned, and Sara put on her most innocent face on.

"Did what?"

"Bribed Zari to put the cat story in! John in make-up said that Charlie had told him that you'd bribed Zari."

"To win $50!" Sara said, grinning. "And you have a really cute laugh."

Ava looked up; eyebrow furrowed. "Really?"

"Yep." Sara said, trying to play it cool. "Look, do you want half? I feel bad now."

Ava sighed. "No, it's okay."

"I could buy you dinner." Sara said, almost blurting it out, and Ava looked at her. "To make up for it."

Ava's mouth quirked up in a smile. "Uh - yeah, okay. I can do dinner."

~the end~

okay so this was fun to write and i kind of want to write more so uhh send me where u think this story should go. or ideas for a part 2 maybe. thanks for reading!!

[bonniebird]

The Lust Demon Familiar

John x Demon / Familiar!Reader

“Wait. So you’re saying it wasn’t the warlock?” Ava asked Nate and Charlie as they explained what had happened during their recon mission.

“Look, I’m telling you it was the warlock’s magic. But it wasn’t him. Nate was there with him the whole time!” Charlie insisted. Nate agreed and explained when he’d seen happen, which really wasn’t very much.

“So there is something using the warlock’s powers to summon demons and other creatures to this town?” Sara asked slowly, throwing the idea out. She cocked her head before turning to look at Constantine who was looking unnervingly thoughtful.

“There is only one creature I know that can do that.” He said after a while.

“What is it?” Ray asked quickly.

“That’s a difficult question to answer, mate.” Constantine said as he pulled a cigarette from behind his ear and twirled it between his fingers as he turned to face Sara. “I do have a friend I could ask though.”

“When did you get friends?” Sara joked as she walked past him.

“In fairness she isn’t exactly a friend. Haven't seen each other in a while.” John admitted.

“Oh well I’m sure this will go great!” Ava exclaimed.

Constantine raised his eyebrows as if he agreed with Ava and glanced over at Gary. “Think I could borrow you for some magic assistance.” “Oh I would assist you with anything.” Gary said before blushing as the Legends gave him an odd look.

“Grand. I’ll be needing your help too. The beast we’re summoning tends to ignore me till she wants a favour. Poor thing is a sucker for authority.” John said as he looked over at Ava.

“Well I suppose someone should be supervising.” Ava agreed. John led the way, Gary following him out of the room, close at his heels.

“Good luck babe.” Sara said with a light chuckle to her tone. She kissed Ava’s cheek before Ava left the room. “The rest of us can start looking into what's happening more closely.”

***************

“So why are we at your mansion and what are you summoning?” Ava asked as John finished up the magic drawings and runes on the floor. Gary had directed each one and they’d talked for at least twenty minutes about positioning of runes. It had gone over Ava’s head but she appreciated how difficult getting it exactly right must have been.

“There are very few things that can use a warlock's powers in the way our Nate and Ava described. I’d bet my last cigarette that it’s a kind of familier.”

“A familiar! Like black cats and toads!” Gary asked with an excited expression on his face.

“Not always. Any animal will do for a powerful warlock. Sometimes they’re a specific type of demon that you can summon to serve you in exchange for the life of… well a pet that is spoiled rotten.”

“So you’re going to summon this, demon… familiar?” Ava asked reluctantly as she watched John lead Gary into the circle and sit, both holding hands.

“No. We’re going to summon mine.”

“You have a familiar! What’re they like?” Gary asked, cutting off Constantine who had started chanting.

“She was the runt of her family, so to speak, took her in so she wouldn’t die off. Something she doesn’t like to be reminded of. Small sweet little thing in a good mood. But you mark my words mate. You piss her off; she'll have your throat in her teeth before you realise her mood has changed. Had to lock her away the last time she lost it. Might have left her for too long.”

Ava wanted to question if this was a good idea. But she recalled the people being attacked and kept quiet as Gary and Constantine chanted. There was a glowing between the two of them and the smaller circle in the center became so bright she looked away. When they were done there was a loud hiss and something small and black shot out of the room.

“Do excuse me. I need to go and grovel to my cat.” Constantine said when it didn’t come back in.

Ava rolled her eyes as he left and shook her head. “I hope this works.”

“(Y/N)?” Constantine called as he started looking through the rooms of his home. A low hiss drew him to the room you were in. Seeing you perched on the fireplace, glowering at him. “Alright love, no need to be snippy.”

He stepped back when you hopped off the fireplace with a gentle thud and shifted into your human form.

“Wow!” Constantine turned to see Gary and Ava looking into the room, curiously staring at you. “She changed! Did you see that. Incredible.”

“Well finally someone who appreciates me.” You almost purred, smiling at Gary who started sputtering and backing away when he realised you were completly naked.

“Alright now! No need to scare him off.” Constantine scolded.

“Oh! Of course. How could anyone pay me a compliment. I forgot I’m some awful demon monster that needs to be locked up!” You spat out at Constantine, squaring up to him.

“Hey now! You brought that upon yourself when you started attacking people.”

“You blabbed about my being a familiar to a bunch of wanna be warlocks! They didn’t even know about familiers.”

“That doesn’t sound like her fault, if anything it sounds like you started it.” Ava said. She looked alarmingly nervous when you actually purred and stroked a finger up her arm, across her shoulders and down the other as you circled her.

“I like this one.” You muttered smiling when she tried to maintain eye contact and not look as nervous as she felt.

“Alright, enough of this.” Constantine said as he shrugged off his coat and draped it over your shoulders. “I need you to help me find another familiar.”

“No.” You said and started to leave. Constantine muttered a few words and the next thing you knew you’d walked into a brightly lit metal room. Turning slightly you could see a group staring at you.

“(Y/N) this is Sara Lance, and the Legends.” Constantine said as he, Ava and Gary followed you through.

“Hi!” Ray said as he went to shake your hand. You purred batting your eyes as you used his outstretched hand to pull him close. His eyes went wide and he glanced at Constantine.

“Careful with this one, half lust demon.” Constantine warned Ray who backed away quickly while you giggled at his reaction.

“I’m not helping you.”

“Not right now you’re not. However as you master you’re going to help me because I command it.”

“I thought you were the one that liked to get bossed around.” You said casually as you stepped close enough to Constantine that he leant back and smirked down at you. “At least that's what Lucy told his demons.” Sara spat out a laugh she tried to hold back and turned away from the two of you.

Constantine frowned at you as you spotted Charlie and smiled, swaying your way to her. She grinned at the attention and watched you curiously. “Well hello there. Where’ve you been hiding?”

“Johnny locked me away and I’ve been so bored.” You said with a flirty breathless tone.

“Well that seems just awful.”

“Alright, you can play when you’re done. I need your help.” John said as he snapped his fingers. The Legends, except Charlie, and Ava all hopped back in surprise when you returned to your cat form. You hissed at John as he picked you up, smacking him in the face with your thrashing tail for good measure.

************

“I’m only helping you if you let me go!” You snapped. Constantine had managed to lock you to a spot in the library and convinced you at the very least to wear one of his shirts. Back in your human form, all you needed was to be let go so you could stretch your legs and explore.

“I can let you go if you really want love, but you won't be around long enough to appreciate it.” He warned as he flipped through a book that had the names of all familiars that were sworn to warlocks.

“If you lock me back up in that horrid house again I’ll eat that nervous one. I bet he’d let me go.” You said to yourself, lounging as best you could in the small spot on the floor.

“You harm a hair on Gary’s head I’ll be sending you to hell.”

“Hey, Sara found some more information that might help you.” Nate said as he stepped into the room. He tried handing Constantine the papers he had in his hand but missed when you rolled over, biting your lip and swinging your legs as you batted your eyes.

“Easy there mate. She’ll rock your world but leave you with some pretty nasty scratches.” Constantine said as he held his hand out.

“Oh! No. I wasn’t. I didn’t. I um.” Nate spluttered as he shoved the papers in Constantine’s outstretched hand and almost ran out of the room.

“These people are fun to play with Johnny. Can’t you just let me out for a little while.” You tried pouting and batting your eyes. It would have worked. But he gave you a casual look and shook his head.

“Sorry sweetheart but it’s work before pleasure here.”

“Oh I don’t need your permission to have pleasure.” You purred and ran your hand down your body as you rolled to your back. Constantine snapped his fingers and walked over to you, seeming to have found the spell he was looking for.

“Look sweetheart. This bastard is hurting people. I know deep down you want to help. Besides. Help me and I will be your magical wingman. We can have a rager. Charlie, the shifter can come, whoever you want but you have to help me first.” As he spoke he’d picked you up and scooped you into his arms, you rubbed against his chin, enjoying the feeling of his stubble. He found just the right spot to itch.

“This is… weird. You need a moment?” Sara asked from the doorway.

“Just a little sweet talking.” He said as he set you down on his chair, changing you back. Sara’s eyes went wide and she spun around when you were suddenly, human shaped and naked again.

“It’s this one.” You huffed and pouted at him. Sara slowly glanced back when he snatched up the shirt you’d been using, tossed it your way and Constantine took the book to show it to her.

“You’re sure. She doesn’t seem to like you.”

“Covered myself in catnip. Poor thing can’t resist it. Now, let's get going. I need to get back to my cat before she gets mad at me.”

Sara glanced at you, seeing you curled up in Constantine’s chair, napping under his shirt. “She’ll be ok like that?” She asked and he nodded, fumbling in his pocket for his cigarettes.

“Oh yeah, nap for a couple hours. Although I’ll need to be back before she does wake up. Lust demons get a little frisky when it comes to large doses of catnip. Everyone is her type and I did promise her some fun and unless everyone here wants to get some, we’re probably best dropping her for some time at the peak of the sexual revolution so she can calm herself down.” Constantine winked at Sara as he passed her on the way to the brig.

“Good for her.” Sara muttered, recalling Ava saying how awful she felt for you, being locked up by Constantine for defending yourself.

[fancoloredglasses]

[RERUN] The Arrowverse (Doing for TV what the MCU did for movies), Part 7, the crossover events

[All images are owned by DC Comics and Warner Bros-Discovery. I hope I’m too small-fry to sue…]

Though there were crossover “events” in which the Flash and the Green Arrow appeared on each others’ shows, they kinds of lacked the impact that these sort of things should have. Therefore, as much as I enjoyed them, I’m ignoring them as simply proving the shows share a universe (or, in Supergirl’s case, multiverse) and instead focusing in the events that crossed the entire Arrowverse, being featured on every series.

[QUICK NOTE: Much like my reviews of the Star Trek films, I’m going to briefly touch on each one. If you would like to see a more in-depth review of any, please let me know!]

There were four of these crossover events, starting with an alien…

Invasion!

(Sorry, this event didn’t get its own title card)

Invasion! is based on the DC crossover comic event of the same name where a coalition of warmongering races set their sights on Earth.

…led by a race known as the Dominators.

Before we get started, we need to go over the changes to the teams (Team Arrow and the Legends; Team Flash didn’t have any major changes to the roster)

Joining Team Arrow are Rene Ranirez (Wild Dog, far left), Queen Consolidated tech geek Curtis Holt (Mr. Terrific, left), and vigilante Rory Regan (Ragman, far right, who has bonded with a mystical suit of rags that he can use as weapons)

Meanwhile, the Legends have recruited historian Nate Haywood (Steel, who can transform his body into solid metal) and Justice Society ally Amaya Jiwi (Vixen, who wield a mystical totem that allows her to channel the abilities of any animal; grandmother of the modern Vixen), replacing those who left after Season 1: the Hawks, Rip Hunter, and Captain Cold (who sacrificed himself, and boy was I upset about that!)

Earth is the target of a race known as the Dominators (who look both less creepy and more menacing than their comic counterparts) who target Earth upon learning of the existence of metahumans (primarily the Flash, who showed at the beginning of the season that he has the ability to move through time using his speed)

Realizing he needs help in fighting aliens, Barry goes to Star City to recruit Team Arrow.

(Thanks to Pablo Calle)

Over the course of three series (plus a setup in Supergirl), the combined heroes (and Mick) battle the Dominators, culminating in a final battle in which the Dominators threatened to ignite a bomb that would kill all metahumans, thus ensuring no one could stop them (have they forgotten about Supergirl?) However, Cisco, Curtis, and Stein have developed devices that could drive the Dominators away…IF the team (well, mostly the Flash and Supergirl) can get them on enough of them.

(Thanks to SHOW TV)

With the Dominator defeated, everything returns to our regularly scheduled plotlines. However…

…Ray drops a bit of an Easter egg (think about it. You’ll get it!)

…and Cisco gives Kara her own device to hop dimensions (and communicate through them) so she’s ready for the next crossover event…

Crisis on Earth-X is the second multi-series crossover this time actually telling the tale over all four Arrowverse series. It reveals the one universe that no one in all of the multiverse wants to discuss (or even admit to its existence): Earth-X, a universe in which the Allies lost World War 2.

[NOTE: This is similar to Pre-Crisis Earth-X in which the second World War was still being fought in the 1980s]

Led by Dark Arrow and his wife Overgirl (three guesses who their Earth-1 counterparts are), they gain access to a device that allows them to cross dimensions, so they set out to conquer Earth-1… at Barry and Iris’s wedding!

(Thanks to Arrowverse Scenes)

It is then revealed that the X Reich is working with Eobard Thawne (the Reverse Flash) It turns out Overgirl is dying and needs a heart transplant. The plan is to use a device that can simulate red sunlight to weaken Supergirl so Thawne can remove her heart to transplant into Overgirl.

All is looking bleak when Dark Arrow’s forces take S.T.A.R. Labs and capture about half of Our Heroes (and Mick) They’re brought back to Earth-X and imprisoned. However, they’re assisted by members of the Earth-X’s Freedom Fighters…

Citizen Cold (Leo Snart) and the Ray (Ray Terrill), and don’t they look like a happy couple?

Of course it all comes down to an epic Final Battle in which Our Heroes (and Mick) defeat the Nazis and beat them back to Earth-X. Snart decides to stay with the Legends for a few episodes while the Ray heads back to help fight back the Reich.

However, Martin Stein is mortally wounded, and, due to their bond, his dying is taking Jax with him. However, Team Flash developed a serum to separate the Stein from the Firestorm matrix…

(Thanks to Legends Of Flarrow)

Excuse me. I have a bit of sacrifice in my eye. Sniff

Anyway, the Multiverse is safe for another year until…

[QUICK NOTE: “Elseworlds” is the imprint DC did when telling stories that were outside of the main continuity, much like Marvel’s What If…?]

This crossover event did not include the Legends, but did include Teams Arrow and Flash, as well as Supergirl and a couple of her relatives…

Namely, her cousin Kal-El (who had previously appeared in the series) and his wife Lois Lane (making her Arrowverse debut)

The story starts with a man named John Deegan, a doctor at Arkham Asylum, being given a book that can rewrite reality, and the first thing he does is switch Barry and Oliver, only their friends don’t realize a switch has happened (not helped by the fact that Barry is now an expert marksman and Oliver can run at incredible speed). They travel to Earth-38 to consult with Supergirl (who can see them as they are just fine)

The book was given to Deegan by being known as Mar Novu (AKA the Monitor) who…well, let’s let Barry Allen explain.

(Thanks to God of Speed)

Oliver, Kara, and Barry travel to Gotham where they meet…

…Batwoman.

Later, Barry and Kara are placed in mortal danger. Oliver asks the Monitor to save them. He agrees, in exchange for a task to be named later.

Those who know the comics will recognize the Monitor and will know what’s coming next. But that’s not the only thing that this event sets up:

It seems there’s a Kryptonian colony called Argo City. Lois and Clark visited and…

Yep, Lois is pregnant! Of course, given who the father is, they’ll have to return to Argo City for the birth.

But anyway, all of this dovetails to…

This event features all five series! Obviously, it’s based on the 1985 DC event.

Superman and Lois Lane return (having just returned from Argo City after giving birth to their son, Jonathan Kent, along with newcomer to the Legends…

Master of the Arcane John Constantine (more on him in a future chapter), as well as joining Team Arrow…

Oliver’s daughter from the future, Mia Smoak. She is somehow brought to the present and meets her father for the first time.

Additionally, yet another Wells (Nash Wells) is transformed into an entity known as Pariah (tasked to witnessing the end of the Multiverse) when he accidentally frees the Monitor’s enemy (and the villain in all of this…

The Anti-Monitor)

We open with several of DC’s TV and cinematic properties (including Titans, Birds of Prey, 1989’s Batman, and 1966’s Batman)

(Thanks to MMM DCTV)

…being destroyed by a wave of energies.

The Monitor returns to call in the favor Oliver owes him. The Multiverse is being destroyed by the Anti-Monitor and tasks Oliver to help, saying he won’t be returning. He also recruits heroes from across the multiverse (OK, from Earths 1 and 38)

However, just as Our Heroes engage with the Anti-Monitor’s forces while Earth-38’s population flees the destruction to Earth-1 (what about the rest of that universe?) During the evacuation, Oliver sacrifices himself to buy the refugees more time.

The heroes work to recruit other heroes that the Monitor deems essential to save the remains of the multiverse, bringing in three more cameos…

Bruce Wayne (played by the voice of Batman himself, Kevin Conroy), as well as Clark Kent…

…played by Tom Welling, and Clark Kent…

…played by Ray Palmer Brandon Routh. None of these cameos are around for the Final Battle.

As the heroes fight to save what’s left of the Multiverse, Sara, Mia, and Diggle try to revive Oliver with Constantine’s help. They manage to bring his body back via a Lazarus Pit (a mystical pool that was used by Ra’s-al Ghul to keep him alive for centuries) They attempt to bring his soul back by Constantine calling in a favor that involves a cameo from yet another DC series…

(Thanks to TV Promos)

…Lucifer. Yes, he is that Lucifer!

With Oliver’s soul reunited with his body, Our Heroes travel to the Dawn of Time for a final stand against the Anti-Monitor. They succeed, but…

Oliver dies…again (what was the point of bringing him back, then?)

The result is the merging of Earths 1, 38, and TUDS (Black Lightning’s Earth; I have no clue why it got that designation) into Earth Prime, but the Multiverse still exists for some reason as we see glimpses of Titans (again), Doom Patrol, and Stargirl.

But with the heroes victorious, all that’s left is the mop-up and a glimpse of What Comes Next…

(Thanks again to TV Promos)

This would have been a perfect ending if not for Gleek being involved!

And while this would’ve very nicely set things up for the next crossover, except it didn’t happen. There are a few reasons why that could be the case…

With Oliver Queen dead, the cornerstone series for the Arrowverse ended.

With Ruby Rose leaving Batwoman, there wasn’t the connection to the other series.

Crisis on Infinite Earths was in 2019. Covid hit in the middle of that television season and raged through most of the next, so an effort was made to limit cross-contamination. This caused a loss in momentum for whatever the next event was supposed to be.

There were plans for new spin-off shows that could’ve continued the Arrowverse, but those never happened.

Regardless, Crisis on Infinite Earths was the beginning of the end of the Arrowverse.

However, this isn’t the end of my review, as there are two more shows that are connected to the Arrowverse (though not officially a part)

One is in the past

while the other (at least in my headcanon) is in the future.

But those are stories for the final two chapters.

[taylorsage22]

Virgin Valentine (Mick Rory x reader)

Request- hi, could you do a romantic valentine's 💝 x reader oneshot on mick rory (on where the reader is relaxing in a new hottub that was installed in the waverider along with a spa, as the reader relaxes mick plans a valentine's surprise dinner for the reader (her favorites: Fettuccine Alfredo Pasta, a bowl of salad, a glass of ice cold water, and for dessert: Deep fried Oreos) and few valentine's gifts: A huge blue teddy bear, A huge box of milk caramel chocolates and her favorite flowers: Blue Orchids) the reader was aware that mick was deeply in love with her, the next morning after the night the reader had with mick (the reader lost her virginity to mick after they slept together) sara finds a hickey on the reader's neck which embarrassed her and teases her about it)!

(can there smut in this take place after dinner except that the reader's a virgin and mick uses protection (a condom) and also the reader doesn't drink: wine, alcohol, or liquor of any kind and she's a vegetarian)

A/N- I hope you like it.💙And I just realized that most of my request are for Mick rory. RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOUR IN LOVE WITH MICK.*Raises Hand*

You were sitting in the hot tub in the new spa that Nate and Ray begged Sara for. Then you started hearing all this commotion coming from the other room. You brush it off and just try to focus of relaxing.

~~~The other room~~~

"Mick Dude What's with all the stuff?" Ray ask as Nate looks at everything that Mick has "OH MY GOD!" Nate says realizing what's happening "What?" Ray ask still not getting it. "Its Valentine's day and it looks like Mick has a Valentine's Date." "Its Y/n isnt it?Nate questions Mick. He gruffs in response and Walks off trying to make this Valentine's day perfect for you. Because well he's in love with you. None of them even realized that you heard that whole conversation.

You debate in your head what to do should you get out of the hot tub and go put on something cute. Your thoughts by A voice. "Y/n." Its Mick you stand up and grab your towel to put it over your blue one piece bathing suit.

"Hey Mick." You say. "I fixed us Dinner if you want to have dinner with me." He says his voice laced in nervousness. "Sure."You say excited that this is actually happening.

Mick leads you into his room. Which is set up with a table with your favorite foods. And with blue orchids in the middle of the table. Mick then taps me on the shoulder getting me out of my awe-filled gaze. "I got you these" he says handing me A blue teddy bear and my favorite Carmel milk chocolates. "Thank you, Mick."

After an amazing dinner of Fettuccine Alfredo. You say "That was amazing Mick." "We still have dessert." He says taking the lid off a tuberwear container to reveal deep fried Oreos. I audibly gasped and looked at Mick who had a delighted smile on his face.

When you stand up to go leave Mick decides in his head that he should kiss you

He lowered his lips and kissed you softly. Your arms hooked around his neck instinctively as the kiss deepened. You pulled away before things escalated. "What's wrong." He ask "Mick im a virgin." You say. "We dont have to do anything if you dont want to." He says "I want to I'm just a little scared." "I'll be gentle."He says reassuring You. As he reconnects your lips. You moaned softly as his teeth tugged on your bottom lip and you pulled away. You motioned to his bed and Mick took the hint.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to end up in the bed, stripping each other of your clothing. Mick lifted your legs over his shoulders and kissed the inside of your thighs as you collapsed onto your bed. He hovered over your cunt for a few moments while waiting for your okay; you nodded your head. Your hips jolted upwards as his tongue circled and his teeth grazed your clit. The feeling, so new and pleasurable, yanked moan after moan from your lips. Your fingers tangling into the sheets. Then to his head urging him on not wanting the feeling to end. You felt his head lift for a few moments, escaping your grasp, and whimpered as he slid two fingers into you.

“Mick…” Your eyes fluttered shut as he curled them, brushing your g-spot roughly.

He dropped his lips back to your clit as he continued to finger fuck you. Your body tingled with each movement of his fingers and his tongue. Your hips lifted from the bed as your orgasm approached; Mick pushed them back down and held them down with his unused arm. Your body exploded with fireworks and ecstasy as your orgasm washed over you. Mick’s name left your lips with a scream as your back arched off the bed. Mick’s arms wrapped around you as you came down from your high.

“How was that?” He kissed your cheek.

“More.” You whispered, reaching down and yanking on his boxers. “I want more, I want you.”

“Y/n…” He whispered in your ear. “Are you sure?”

“Mick, please, god, fuck.”He reached for his bedside drawer and yanked out a condom. “Please.”

Mick nodded and lifted your legs around his waist. His eyes met yours as he lined himself up with your entrance; he waited, again, for your permission before moving forward. You nodded your head and pulled Mick into a kiss; he slid himself in slowly as your lips met his. You gasped at the feeling, whimpering slightly as he stretched you. He paused, giving you time to adjust before he started to slowly thrust in and out of you. Your face scrunched up in pain and Mick held you close, slowing down as to not hurt you; you bucked your hips, telling him to speed up, to fuck you harder.

Mick listened, increasing the speed of his hips and sucking love marks into your neck. You could feel Mick getting close as his rhythm stuttered and his hand dropped down to rub your clit. The familiar feeling returned and you knew your orgasm was close. You raked your nails down his back as your body once again felt the raptorious release of an orgasm. You hugged Mick tightly as you pressed your body to his; you felt every muscle of his tense as he came with a moan of your name.

“Damn, Y/n Mick breathed into your neck. “That was fucking incredible.”

“Yeah, it was.” You gasped as he pulled himself out.

You sat in silence for a few minutes, taking in each other’s presence and processing what had happened.

“So, how was it, your first time?” Mick peered over at you.

“Perfect.” You laughed and turned towards him, wrapping your arms around him. “Fucking perfect. Thank you.”

“ Your Mine.” Mick’s eyes met yours. “Let me treat you how you deserve to be treated.

“Okay.” You smiled and closed your eyes. “Now go to sleep.”

“Yeah.” He pinched your cheek before drifting off to sleep. “Goodnight, Y/n.

~~THE NEXT DAY~~

You walk into the kitchen feeling a little sore from last night. Just recalling the events that occurred last night made you smile. Sara walks into the kitchen making you and her the only ones. She try's to muffle a laugh and fails. You turn to look at her. "So that's what all that noise coming from Mick's room was." She says trying not to laugh again. I guess my face gave away how confused I was because she points at my neck as she walks out of the kitchen. I immediately go and check it out in the bathroom. Where Mick happens to be walking by. He smiles to himself, seeing the marks on your neck.

[agentmarymargaretskitz]

Bucking joining the legends instead of the 118

Thank you !!

(Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I’m writing this)

“So time travel...that’s a real thing?”

The woman, Captain Lance, snorted. “The whole getting sent back to the Wild West didn’t throw you off?”

Okay, she had a point there. A few months ago, Buck had been running after a mugger through the darker streets of LA, just another night in his vigilante gig. Something had opened up in front of him and the next thing he knew was he was stumbling out into a sunny, dry prairie. There was no sign of a return, and it didn’t take too long before Buck came across Salvation and realized he was stuck in the past.

“Jonah tells me you’ve been a deputy around here,” Captain Lance continued as they watched more suits (Time Bureau or something) taking people back to their proper times. “After being an absolutely pain in the ass vigilante.”

“Pretty sure I spent most of the first month in a jail cell,” he remembered with a chuckle. “Then I figured out I could at least do something to help, even if it wasn’t what I planned.”

“What was before this?”

“Firefighter turned barista. Although I might have been a bit of a vigilante during the nights. I’ve always wanted to help people...just haven’t found the place where I belong or before I screw up too much.”

Captain Lance raised an eyebrow. A thoughtful look crossed her face. Buck suddenly felt like he was under a microscope.

“Do you think one of them could take me back to my time?” he asked, pointing to one of the suits. “Old West has been pretty cool, but I miss twenty-first technology.”

“My team and I can do that,” Captain Lance nodded. “They’re a good bunch. We were misfits and outcasts, all been drawn together trying to find our place in the world. Funny enough, we found it with each other protecting the timeline.”

Buck looked from her to the people who had saved the town. He never would have thought they were lost. If anything, they’d seemed found among each other. When he’d been working with them to help with the totems, Buck had felt something he hadn’t really felt since the 118.

Belonging.

“You said you had a ship?” Buck asked. “Is there any more room if someone wanted to stick around for a while.”

“There’s a spare room or two. Plus, it’d be fun having another vigilante around. And I have a feeling Nate’s trying to convince Ray you’d be a good third musketeer to their duo.”

A smile crossed his face as he looked over at the two men, who waved at him. “I think I might take you up on that offer, Captain.”

Captain Lance stuck out a hand. “Then welcome to the Legends, Deputy Buckley.”

“It’s just Buck,” he told her, shaking her hand.

Hours later, when a stranger in a trench coat dropped a dragon head at his feet on a sandy beach, Buck knew this was going to be like nothing he’d done before.

But he was ready. 

[olivarryprompts]

Fanfic Friday #5

Welcome to Fanfic Friday! Each Friday I will post a new fanfic here and on A03. Enjoy x

Read/Save it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/32197966

{crossover}

Ship: olivarry

Warnings: small amount of angst, swearing

Status: dating

Wc: 2,413

Once again, there were some sort of god-like presents threatening Central and Star city, hence it was up to everyone’s favorite superheroes, and their teams, to defeat the crisis and save the world.

I am said superhero, the fast one specifically. Oliver and I have been dating from around since I awoke from my coma. How did we get together? That’s a story for a different time. Oliver and I, throughout all of this, have been able to keep our relationship a secret. I know, huge shocker.

“Oliver, Cisco and Ray have made the tech, but it needs to be tested.”

“So,” he said, with his Oliver look, “Test it.”

“How are we supposed to test tech that should defeat Aliens without actual Aliens?”

“Kara.”

“Ollie! We can’t shoot at Kara.”

“You're so cute,” Oliver said, under his breath, “Sometimes I just want to cuddle you like a teddy bear, however out of character.”

I blushed deeply, “Stop it. We need to save the world.”

He leaned it, laying a careful kiss on my forehead, “And we will.”

“You’ve really helped on the ideas front,” I said, sarcastically.

“Let’s get the teams together and discuss what we know so far. We can think up our next moves.”

“Okay, yeah. I’ll get everyone to the hub.”

“Barry Allen do not speed m-”

I sped him to the hanger.

“I hate you,” he commented with an underlying smirk.

“I love you, too.”

I quickly sped everyone into the room before returning to Ollie’s side.

“Yes Barry?” Sara Lance, captain of the Waverider, said.

“Well, I-i,” I looked over at Oliver for help.

He whispered, “Thought as though we should call a team meeting.”

“Right, I thought we should call a team meeting to, to discuss, uh, um-”

He continued in a subdued voice, “what we know, our plan, and our next steps.”

“To discuss what we know about our big bad, what our plan is, and our next steps to ya know, save the world.”

“Are we meant to pretend we aren’t hearing the brooding man?” John Constantine, local warlock, said.

“I give up. Ollie, lead the team. You know what to do.”

“You tried,” he smiled, a little over fondly, “Right so, Nate, Iris what have we got on her?”

“Well, she seems to have no record of life until she popped up in our time and attacked Central city,” Nate explained.

“We wondered if there was a chance of her being from another Earth, and Cisco tracked her residual frequency from the attack, and the frequency matched one from this Earth.”

“So that leaves us nowhere, loves,” Constantine said, lighting a cigarette, which Sara promptly knocked out of his hand and stamped on.

“Well, not necessarily. We know that she just appeared which narrows down the search to anyone without a record, which is very few people,” Cisco explained.

“If we can just get a strand of her DNA, I could take a look into how to gain her powers and where they come from.”

“To get the ladies NDA we need to find her,” Mick grumbled.

“Thank you Mick,” Oliver said, rolling his eyes, “Dig, did Lyla get anything.”

“Argus satellites haven’t picked up anything. She said she’d call and let us know.”

Felicity entered, and Oliver raised an eyebrow at me.

“She told me to put her back,” I said lowly to Oliver.

“I-i told you not to PUT me.”

“She’s scary,” I defended further.

“Sorry I was not present, I mean I wasn’t here because I was well-that’s the point. I was hacking, obviously, that’s what I do, I hack, but you guys know that-”

“Felicity,” Ollie said, “The point.”

“Right. There was something on her arm, almost underneath her skin. I looked further into it and it seemed to be of a technological origin. I came back and instantly drew the “thing.” I think it might be some sort of microchip. After consulting Ray, I did some digging, and I came back with some interesting results,” she projected the images from her tablet, “This was a theoretical experiment planned in-you guessed it, Star City. it was, well, awful. It was talking about mutation and how technology had the power to change any and all humans for the better. It was called Project Mutant.

“Oh yes Felicity, I bring you, Mutant, our big bad.”

“Not your best work,” Caitlin commented.

“Offended,” Cisco replied with a grin. Oliver was clearly getting annoyed, so I touched his arm subtly. His demeanor began to soften.

“Right,” he cleared his throat, “Can we track this chip?”

“Well, yes and no. The chip is on a completely different server to any domain I’ve come across. I don’t even know what it is. It’s essentially in a different world. I’d need to get track of her personal server to begin the hack, which-”

“You obviously can’t do,” Ray said, “Can I see the server?”

Ray, Cisco, and Caitlin all looked at the server Felicity pulled up on her tablet.

“Does that look like a wave function to anyone else?” Cisco said.

“A what?” I said.

“Somehow, her DNA, it’s acting like a particle on the quantum level,” Caitlin further explained.

“So we need to treat her, in essence, as a quantum particle.”

“So that’s why everytime I try to hack into the database it moves. Why it acts like a domain I’ve never seen before.” Felicity said in some sort of revelation.

“So how do you track a particle?” Ray said, “You can’t, wave function collapses.”

“So we can’t track her in any way.”

“No, no we can. The art of quantum mechanics is tracking particles, that's the whole point.”

“So you “solve” quantum mechanics before this looney destroys a city. Hell no.”

“Right, moving on from the science, which I am sure you guys will figure out, let’s say we can track her and find her. If she’s like a particle then can’t she just pop in and out of anywhere at any time, ya know wave particle duality and all. Light goes so fast that it theoretically travels through time. “

“Oliver, are you in there? When did you learn quantum physics?” I said, shocked.

“Y-you pick up things here and there. That’s relevant anyway. How do we stop her.”

“Simple, what stops a particle?”

“Cold.” Caitlin said.

“So, we need to track her, build a weapon to slow her down on the sub-molecular level, and keep her in that state. Easy,” Ray summarized, looking defeated.

“Hold up, she came back to this time for a reason. She clearly has motive. If we know her motive, we can predict where she will attack next. She can’t just pop out of existence if she has a goal she needs to complete. She can go back to this time for a reason, out of all the times she could have existed,” Sara said, “She came back now. This timing, this place, it has to mean something to her. That could hold the key to stopping her.”

“You’re right,” Iris said, “She has a reason.”

“We could run some samples of history through Gideon to look for significance,” Nate suggested.

“There’s an idea,” Sara said.

“Right, looks like everyoens got work to do, let’s get this rolling.

I brought Oliver into flash time. He was stressed and uptight.

“Ollie?”

“Barry, what-what are you doing? They can all..”

“Flashtime, remember.”

“Why did you-”

“Sometimes you just need the world to stop for a moment. You know that better than anyone.”

He just wrapped his arms around me and kept me close.

“We’re going to win this. We’re going to be fine,” I told him.

He just hummed.

He leaned in for a kiss, which we both needed.

“Let’s do this,” Oliver said.

“Let’s.” I pulled away from him and smiled.

The fight was intense and it was Oliver and I left with the task of finishing her.

“Ollie, go, go please. I can do this, I’ll be able to.”

“It’s my bow that has the tech, no way in hell I leave you here.”

“Think Oliver! I am the only one fast enough to stop her.”

“Barry, don't. Don’t grab my bow and speed off. Please,” he was begging. Before I could think much more about what was on the line, I kissed Ollie, grabbed the arrow, and sped off towards her. With her caught off guard, I was able to plunge the arrow into her forearm. When I pulled the bow out, I saw that the world around me had changed.

Oliver’s POV

Just like that he vanished. First from my touch and then from this time. My bear, bazza, barry, just, gone. I ran at the spot where he’d disappeared from yelling, “BARRY! BARRY!”

“Oliver,” A voice said.

“H-he can’t be gone. I-i can’t do this, any of this, without him. Please I need him. GET HIM BACK!.”

I found myself slumped against a wall. I threw my bow across the room and chucked some arrows wherever I pleased. I waited a few moments before collecting my bow and getting on my motorbike. Tears threatened to fall. How could I lose the one person in the world that matters the most to me?

Once I arrived back at the hanger, I immediately went into the storage room. I grabbed my phone and unlocked it. My back screen was a picture of Barry cuddled into my chest. If anyone questioned it, I’d tell them I lost a dare to Barry and this was my forfeit. Obviously it was a huge lie as it was one of my favorite pictures of the two of us. His cute smirk is on show as well as his clingy nature. I missed his reassuring touches already. Angry, I threw some boxes around the place.

I instantly drew an arrow back at the tapping of someone's feet. Closer, closer, here. It was just Felicity.

“Hey,” She said in her sweet voice.

“Hey,” I said, monotone.

“We’re going to find Barry, wherever he is.”

“Don’t tell me that! Don’t tell me that when he could be anytime and anywhere,” I sneered through gritted teeth.

“Okay,” Felicity said in her felicity voice, “What is going on? Not keeping a level head is not helping Barry.”

“Felicity you don’t understand.”

“Then make me understand, Oliver.”

“It’s HARD TO KEEP A LEVEL HEAD WHEN IT'S THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE!”

“Love of your life?” she questioned.

“Yes, love of my fucking life.”

“You and-”

“Me and Barry.”

“How long?”

“Long. Year and a half.”

“W-who knows?”

“No one does.”

“Oliver, look at me. We will find Barry, okay? We have all the best minds working in here, and we will get him. You have got to stay calm, though. We need you Oliver, okay? Do it for Barry.”

“Alright,” I said, sucking in a deep breath.

We entered the main portion of the hangar again, “Anyone got any ideas?”

“Ray thinks he can hack her biochip now that she is no longer in quantum flux,” Caitlin reported.

“Would that tell us the time or just the place?” Iris, equally as worried, inquired.

“Just a locational ping.”

I racked my brain, “When was she experimented on?”

“Around May 2012 they started.”

“Where?” I questioned again.

“Floy Woods Hospital, Central City. It had closed down by then but-”

Cisco took over from Cait, “It looks like their electricity was still on around that time.”

“Ollie, mind catching the rest of us up to speed?” Sara asked.

“Whenever I’m in a stressful or panicking situation, my mind always rolls onto Lian Yu. If she was in a similar state, surely she was thinking about where her trauma began. Or, if not that, a place that made her feel safe, her apartment, family home, ect. I’m hoping it's the former because the latter means she could be there at any point in time.”

“Right.”

“I’ll take Oliver and whoever needs to come on the waverider to check out his hunch. Hopefully we will find him then.”

“Let’s go! He hasn’t got time to waste,” I yelled.

“The rest of us will stay here and keep looking for clues,” Kara said.

I shot my way through the security detail in the building before carefully scouting out the rest. Heat signature saw three people in a singular room, one atypically warm. Barry. I bust my way through the door, easily taking out the two other people. I quickly cut off the restraints and picked off the metahuman dampeners.

“Ollie,’” Barry said, weak.

“Come on Bazza, let’s get you home,’ glad to have him back in my arms.

“What about her?”

“Sara should have taken care of her by now. She’ll be on the waverider, in cuffs.”

“G-good.”

“What did she do to you?”

“S-s-some s-s-s-”

Barry collapsed into Oliver, and Oliver cradled him in his arms. He carefully made it up to the roof where the waverider awaited. Barry needed treatment quickly.

They told the team to meet them back at star labs asap. Barry could be treated best there. I stepped off the waverider and quickly ran through star labs, trying to get to the cortex where the medbay was. Caitlin was already there, waiting to treat Barry.

I walked out of the lab, unable to see Barry like that. He’s going to be fine, I told myself. I went into the speed lab. I found some balls, and I began throwing them up and pinning them against the back wall with arrows.

Barry’s POV

My eyes fluttered open. I felt outstandingly weak.

“O-oliver? Where’s Oliver?”

“I’ll go get him,” Caitlin said.

“Gave us a real scare there Bear,” Joe said, concerned, “How are you feeling?”

“Weak, but I-i’ll be alright.”

“We got her by the way,” Cisco chimed in, “Locked away in iron heights.”

“Nice.”

“Barry,” Ollie said, making his entrance known.

“O-ollie?”

“Right here,” he said in his low, sugary voice.

“Thought you left,” I whispered lowly.

“Never, darling,” he said, equally as quietly.

“I’ll give you two a minute,” Joe said, leaving. Cisco and Caitlin followed.

Oliver wrapped his arms around me, “You idiot. My idiot.”

“I’m here, right? Nothing happened.”

“But it could have.”

“Hey, look at me. I’m fine, Ollie. We’re fine.” I leaned in for a kiss. He happily obliged.

“I just thought I lost you.”

“I thought I lost you, too.”

“Love you,” he smiled.

“Love you more.”

He let it slide. Just this once.

[ao3feed-jasontodd]

Blue Boy

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/33188908

by Theonlybeebee

Jason Todd, bad boy, rebel and disobedient.

Dick Grayson, caring, hard-working and persistent

Their paths cross but not in the way you think, it's not a rollercoaster of emotions between the boys it's more like a slip and slide, we're going down but we're having fun on the way there.

Emotions are shared and withheld, feelings are lost and returned and life will never quite feel the same for the two boys are their friends ever again

  Based on the song - Freeze your Brain from Heathers the Musical

Words: 2792, Chapters: 2/32, Language: English

Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Teen Titans (Comics), Young Justice (Cartoon), Red Robin (Comics), Batman and Robin (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Arrow (TV 2012), Harley Quinn (Comics), DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV), Titans (TV 2018)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Jonathan Kent, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Oliver Queen, Dinah Lance, Roy Harper, Artemis Crock, Thea Queen, M'gann M'orzz, Garfield Logan, Wally West, Cassandra Cain, Barbara Gordon, Kaldur'ahm (DCU), Zatanna Zatara, Jamie Reyes, Raquel Ervin, Stephanie Brown, Karen Beecher, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Felicity Smoak, J'onn J'onzz, Jessica Cruz, Carter Hall, Patrick "Eel" O'Brian, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), John Smith (DCU), Sara Lance, Ray Palmer, Arthur Curry (DCU), John Stewart (DCU), Jefferson Pierce, Hawkwoman (DCU), Harley Quinn, Original Male Character(s), Jimmy Olsen, Pamela Isley, Big Barda, Raven (DCU), Killer Frost, Nate Heywood, Tatsu Yamashiro, Kara Danvers, Donna Troy, Ronnie Raymond, Mari Jiwe McCabe

Relationships: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - High School, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Clark Kent is Kon-El | Conner Kent's Parent, Clarke Kent is a Good Parent, Jason Todd is Bad at Feelings, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Good Sibling Tim Drake, Damian Wayne Has a Crush, Heathers: The Musical References, Batfamily (DCU), Caring Batfamily (DCU), Other Additional Tags to Be Added

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/33188908

[artsy-hobbitses]

Because my nostalgic ass had been wanting to do this for a SUPER long time, have some Humanized!Mighty Ducks! It’s funny to see how far I’ve kinda come, because I had a strong love for this and most other anthro shows back in the 90s bc they looks excellent but also because I couldn’t draw humans worth a god damn and ended up anthro-ing all the humans, but now I can human the anthros :’B Also because I have no self-control, actual human names and backgrounds below. I might actually have to write this AU at some point. 

WILLIAM ‘WILL’ FLETCHER ie. ‘WILDWING’

30yrs

Canadian (Eh)

Half-brother to Nate Fletcher (Same father, different mothers). Despite this, they have a generally good relationship with each other.

It doesn’t mean they don’t have their issues however; Will believes his father chose Nate as the man stayed with Nate and Nate’s mother, while Nate believes Will is the favorite because they never hear their dad stop comparing their accomplishments as a troubled teen to straightlaced Will.

A decorated ice hockey player in his youth, won several state championships.

Formerly a member of the Canadian Armed Forces, did a security stint in Afghanistan from 2009-2014.

Returned to Canada, opened a youth hockey camp to leave behind his old life before the Saurian threat at which point he was called up by his absentee military father to help spearhead a team of saboteurs.

Initially reluctant, however the death of his best friend and former army comrade, Connor Tiberius, during a rescue of captured citizens spurns him to accept on his terms in which he picks the team members.

Responsible, dependable, good-natured, more bookish than his size and stature might suggest, some self-esteem issues and very much a wary but bleeding heart. In his baby brother’s affectionate words, a “Major Dweeb”.

Trilingual; Canadian-French, English (fluent), Pashto (intermediate).

His codename ‘Wildwing’ came from Connor, who affectionately gave it to him as he was the best ‘wingman’ a soldier could ask for on the field and his habit of going from bookish to ballistic when faced with any injustice. His civilian outfit includes a bomber jacket with wings decorated over the back to commemorate his best friend.

Literally the only member of the team to actually be associated with ice hockey. The others picked it up gradually as a way to bond with each other and discuss battle tactics.

NATHAN ‘NATE’ FLETCHER ie. ‘NOSEDIVE’

20yrs

American

Half-brother to Will Fletcher, unofficially the ‘team baby’ which is something he tries hard to break out of.

Seen as a delinquent in his youth and battling with ADHD, his father strongarmed him to enlist with the Air Force when he was 17 to try and ‘shape him up’ and while he absolutely bucked under the chains of command, he proved to be a natural at flying which both amazed and frustrated his officers when he would ace their flying exams but often break out to fly the planes when he wasn’t suppose to.

Due to perceived attitude problems, he was dismissed much to the anger of his father, but was quickly roped into the same role by Will who saw his potential in combating Dragaunus’ forces.

Hotheaded, impulsive and immature but also loyal, gregarious and friendly to a fault.

Will not stand for anyone badmouthing Will. That’s his brother and only he’s allowed to joke about them.

Codename ‘Nosedive’ was chosen because of the stunts he used to pull in the plane and also as a take-that moment to his father who would often complain about how everything good they tried to do for ‘this kid’ would ‘nosedive into shit’.

Oscillates between loving Will as the only family member to have really given a damn about him and see any potential in him at all and resenting Will for in his eyes, being everything he felt he couldn’t be.

Often in charge of flying the team jet.

Bilingual; English (fluent), Canadian-French (beginner. For Will, he’s trying).

MALLORY MACKENZIE

27yrs

Irish-American

A former cop who idolized her Sergeant mother who was killed helping to defend NYC from Dragaunus’ marauding forces.

She knows Will as a good friend through Connor Tiberius who was an old boyfriend prior to his death.

Has been tracking Duke’s movements for some time prior to the invasion, dead-set on bringing the jewel thief to justice. Not particularly enthused about his way of life, but does care for him in her own way as it was during their little chases that she would have conversations she couldn’t have had otherwise with someone she believed would have no role to play in her life outside of prison time.

When he consoled her after the death of her mother and she had to tend to him after he was gravely injured during a rescue, a strained friendship grew as they defended NYC together for a while with her banding together the remaining cops of the Central Park precinct and him putting together a coalition of small-time criminals who turned their tricks to beat off the alien invasion until Will called her up as a member of his new saboteur team.

In a spur of the moment, she asked Duke to come with her, vouching for his set of skills to Will and despite their back-and-forth snarking (mostly snarking from her, mostly teasing from him), they work with each other the best out of the team.

Her hatred for Draganus is strongest out of all the team and of all of them, she’s the most adept at hand-to-hand combat.

Has no use for code names—-the people she loves are dead or on the same team as her so she sees no point to it.

Pugnacious, Black-And-white view of the world and judgmental but also confident, decisive and fiercely determined. If she has her mind set something, she’s Terminator levels of terrifying to see it through.

Speaks only English but understands Arabic and French to an intermediate degree even if she can’t trust her tongue to speak it, if only to understand what Duke is saying at times (as he unwittingly tends to jump between his three ‘fluent’ languages in conversation).

DULQUER LATEEF ie. ‘DUKE L’ORANGE’

35yrs

French-Algerian

A renown jewel thief (simply known as the ‘Duke’) with a knack for stealing blood diamonds from diamond barons to channel their proceeds back to the communities they were pilfered from. Actually thinks the diamond industry is a huge joke, but it’s a joke some morons pay insanely dangerous amounts of money for. Prefers other jewels on a personal basis (fond of rubies and amethysts)

Ran his own gang back in France called the Brotherhood of the Blade, got caught up in the invasion when he decided to work his heists in New York.

His codename came from the inability of people to properly pronounce his name in his youth and so ‘Dulq’ became ‘Duke’ in due time. ‘L’Orange’ was what happened when having to come up with a surname on the spot during a heist in the States, he blurted out the first vaguely-French word he could remember which was ‘L’Orange’ ie. ‘duck a l’orange’ which was what a former target of his ordered and when his gang brethren found out, it amused them so much they talked him into keeping it as a full part of his nom de plume. He keeps it, because it helps his remaining family stay safe that no one knows his real name and he prefers it that way.

He and Mallory had something he likes to describe as a ‘dance’, with her continuously tracking him down and him escaping her clutches at the last moment. He’s absolutely tickled that they’re now on the same team.

Cares for the team the deepest due to having run his own back home and missing the brotherhood and his own family, always aware of everyone’s emotional and physical condition to the point he disregards his own at times.

Seriously, hurt his new family and you die.

The most streetwise of the team and adept with any form of blade-play and stealth/subterfuge.

Lost his eye and gained the scar on his face fending off ‘Wraith’ for as long as he could from a geologist with knowledge of Beryllium crystals.

The cybernetic eye he hides behind his eyepatch was given to him by Mallory who came across it while evacuating scientists (Including Tanya) from a lab under siege. She obtained it as willing ‘payment’ from them and had them help install it on Duke, claiming that he was only as much use to the rebellion as the clarity of his depth of field. (In truth, was well aware of how shaken he was from the loss of his eye). Cybernetic eye has x-ray and heat-seeking capabilities.

Fond of Mallory (who he may or may not be harboring feelings for but is also aware that he’s greying, a criminal and damaged, like who’s he kidding), Tanya (something of a younger sister to him especially since she’s the scientist who helped install his new eye) and Will (who he treats like a little brother he gotta teach the workings of the streets to).

Egoistical, questionable morals and unconcerned with ‘the big picture’ of global invasion but also surprisingly compassionate, open-minded and does his best to see the good in everyone (He’s a thief eh?)

Something of an omniglot due to his background and the different people he ends up having to work with; Fluent in French, English and Arabic, intermediate in Mandarin, Spanish and Italian, beginner in Japanese and Russian.

TANYA VANDERBILT

30yrs

German

A scientist working mostly with cyberkinetics who also made use of Beryllium crystals (the same the Saurians are coveting) in her technology and upon the invasion, her entire lab and research became a target.

She was rescued by Mallory and has since then tagged along with the fiery redhead who sees her as a sister, augmenting her gear and weapons where needed and even providing Duke with his energy sword.

Absolutely not a combatant, has no field experience and is most often found back at the base playing her role as Command central or guarding the ship while the group go on their recon missions.

Sees herself as deadweight sometimes though her comrades will always attest that they’d probably be dead out there if not for her tech and in-depth knowledge.

Meek, easily terrified and a bit of a pushover, but also innovative, multi-talented in diverse sections of science and always eager to help.

Speaks English and German, understands intermediate Japanese due to most of her lab co-workers.

CASSIUS ‘CASH’ HARDING ie. ‘GRIN’

40yrs

African-American

Originally a pro-wrestler working the circuits, he was caught up in the Saurian invasion and captured as a test subject in order for the invaders to figure out the biological weaknesses and breaking point of humans at their prime.

Was the subject of multiple experiments, but strove to keep up the spirits of his fellow prisoners by way of story, meditation and keeping a genial facade.

Was among the prisoners Conrad attempted to free before they died, led the prisoner rebellion and immediately joined up as a member of Will’s team upon finding out that he was Conrad’s best friend—-paying off his dues, as it were.

Unfortunately for the Saurians, their experiments had been in the midst of testing out how much augmented strength a human body could take before breaking, which left him with well, augmented strength to go with an extremely high pain threshold from both his old job and his ordeal. That said, the strength comes with a caveat that prolonged use of it could lead to organ failure due to the strain he has to put on them and thus he’s only able to work with it for short bursts of five to ten minutes depending on the task.

Despite his size, is generally the pacifist of the group more concerned with keeping people safe than facing down Dragaunus’ hordes—he leaves that to the actual soldiers. If you pissed him off in some way, you have fucked up super bad.

Bonds with Will and Nate quickly, rather like a stable older brother or uncle figure who realizes these two worlds-apart siblings have issues and are way over their head with these new responsibilities and tries his best to keep them grounded.

Hesitant, tendency to shy away from confrontation and almost on an emotional lockdown but also amicable, stoic and uncannily perceptive.

Speaks mostly English with a strong smattering/understanding of Jamaican Creole.

The codename ‘Grin’ came from his tendency to ‘grin and bear it’ when it came to punishment or altercations.