This was not how
the Legion of Doom had expected their mission to end – being pursued by a
speed-demon while being taunted by a second speedster who stood in the middle
of the room and goaded the creature on.
name? (Y/f/n) (Y/l/n), a Time Master with the Speedforce who called herself a
Guardian and was known as ‘The Force To Be Reckoned With’ by Eobard Thawne.
You and Eobard
had a complicated history. You were rivals-turned-lovers-turned-rivals. It was complicated
to say the least and neither Damien nor Malcolm – not even the Legends – could understand
what the connection between the speedsters was.
To make it
simple for people to understand, you explained it like this: Eobard wronged you
with his love and his lies and now you would make his villainous life a living
Now that Eobard
had created his own Legion of Doom, bumping into the merry band became more
frequent which only favoured your own needs.
I have recently found your blog and I absolutly love it!! I would like to request a one shot, on how both Ray and Rip (legends of tomorrow universe) have a crush on you and try to impress you with history facts, nerd facts since you’re a historian\time related powers and a nerd (fangirl). They try to make references ect. It’s a competiton between the 2. Could you also included 2 ending, one wehre you choose Ray & the other you choose Rip? Thanks so much, I love you for existing & making me smile
Pairing: Ray Palmer x Reader, Rip Hunter x Reader
Warnings: Nerdiness, geekiness, possible fangirling. Don’t know if you mean historian and/or time related powers, so she’s going to have both.
Notes: I’m sorry it’s taken so long. I have so much school work I’m drowning in it, but I wanted to write a little anyway to try and relieve some stress (even though I should be writing an essay right now…oh well). I hope you like it! And thank you, you sending me this brightened my day! Since Nate is a historian, she and Nate are going to be best friends. :)
It wasn’t until your best friend Nate pointed it out that you realized why Ray and Rip were always surrounding you and telling you history facts and anything about the Marvel Universe or Supernatural that made you fangirl (and let’s just say you fangirl very hard). They were trying to flirt with you. “Nate, you can’t be serious.”
“Oh, I’m deadly serious,” the historian replied. “They alway come around with more history facts that you either know little about or that you have worked on persistently. Rip shares future history with you. They try and make you laugh with jokes about certain characters that you like in your Marvel Comics. They even have movie nights just for you to watch your favorite movies or binge watch Supernatural. Hell, you’ve seen future seasons of Supernatural that haven’t aired because they come after 2016. They fight for your attention and alway glare at the other who has taken your attention away from them. You still don’t believe they both like you,” Nate smirked.
You opened and closed your mouth a couple of times before just staring at Nate. You immediately wanted to wipe the smirk off his face. “So what? They both like me. That’s their problem. Let them figure it out. Until one of them asks me out, I’m staying off that boat.”
“Care to tell that to them? Here they come.”
“Can I rewind and leave before they show up,” you whispered to Nate.
He laughed, “no.”
“I hate you, you know that,” you whispered back.
“(Y/N)! So I was thinking about how you said one of the things you regretted before leaving 2016 was the fact that you were never able to see Deadpool. I have the movie, we could watch it sometime, whenever you want to. I mean, if you don’t want to watch it, that’s fine. I just thought that you would want to because-”
“Ray,” you interrupted him. Inside, you were jumping up and down like a hyper seven year old, but you knew you needed to keep a calm exterior with this new information in your head. “That is very sweet of you to offer. I would appreciate watching Deadpool, maybe the whole team can watch it. I bet I can even convince Sara to dress in Pajamas,” you laughed.
“(Y/N), did you know that Adolf Hitler’s name would have been Adolf Schicklgruber had his father not changed his name in 1877? Or that a British soldier during World War I spared Hitler’s life as he was wounded? As a child, Hitler wanted to be a Priest. He planned to collect loads of artifacts of Jewish descent to make a museum for an extinct race after the war. Funny concept was he was afraid of cats. Hitler never learned to drive,” Rip smiled as he went behind his desk and sat down, watching your face lightly light up at some of the facts you didn’t know about Hitler. You had done your thesis paper on Adolf Hitler’s rise to Kaiser, starting from his early childhood and following to his death (you had even traveled back in time to get a closer look at Hitler…but your history professor didn’t need to know that).
“Some of that I did know, but others…that’s astonishing. Thank you for adding to my collection of facts on Adolf Hitler. Now, on a more serious note, do we have any aberrations to fix,” you looked at Nate specifically, hoping he would say yes to help take the focus off of you.
As Nate was about to answer, his machine whirled to life, “that would be a yes.” He took a look at the machine and looked up looking shocked, “it’s in 2016,” he replied.
Your eyes widened but a small smile made its way to your face, “I’ll go and look around. What’s the day?”
“May twenty-ninth,” he responded.
“Alright, meet me there,” and with a ripple in the air, you were gone, already in 2016.
“Bloody hell, how many times have I told her not to do that,” Rip mumbled.
“How many times have I told her to stop doing that before she gets hurt,” Ray grumbled as Rip called the team to the bridge to prepare for the time jump.
Before the Timeship showed up, you had time to think. What would you do? Rip and Ray both liked you and you like them…but it wasn’t anything romantic, was it? Nate said it was obvious but you had a hard time believing that. You just couldn’t wrap your mind around two of the handsome men on board the Waverider were into you.
When you got these powers, the ability to travel through time, you never thought that you would meet people like this. Sure, you knew about The A.T.O.M., Firestorm, Heatwave, et cetera, but you never thought you’d get to meet them, let alone fall for any of them. You never thought that with your powers, you would meet someone as brave and bold as Rip Hunter and you never expected to fall for him either. You didn’t know what to do.
You didn’t want to hurt either of them, but you knew you would have to decide by the time that this aberration was finished…you couldn’t let them continue to fight over you because you knew it was ineffectual and that you didn’t need them preoccupied with the mission.
Maybe it would be best to tell them both you weren’t interested in a relationship…but that would end up hurting them both…and it might distract them both and that would be bad considering they need to fully be in the game. But if you chose one of them, you knew that the other would be out of it afterwards.
Damn it! Why couldn’t the Universe just throw a new person on board that you’re destined to be with and have Rip and Ray as two of your greatest friends? You quite honestly believed that the Universe hated you. What did you do to deserve that? Well, you can travel through time…maybe it’s Time’s way of telling you it doesn’t like you being able to travel at free will without the help of the Waverider.
You groaned slightly as a headache began to form. You shook your head. Aberration first, love life later, you reminded yourself.
After a semi-successive mission, you were back on the Waverider watching as Rip paced. Ray had gotten hurt as well as Sara. You walked away from the bridge and to the infirmary. You walked in, seeing both Sara and Ray resting. They were quietly talking as Gideon fixed them up. “I’m sorry, I should have seen it coming,” you stated after standing in the doorway for a couple of minutes, “I could have stopped Thawne and Merlin. Could have rewound a couple of seconds to stick my foot out in front of Thawne. Something…Then you both wouldn’t have been hurt.”
“It’s not your fault-”
“But it is. I didn’t check everything out when I got here. I stood in one spot thinking about Rip and you, Ray, because I didn’t know how to choose between both of you because you both like me. I see that now and I want to make sure I don’t hurt either one of you. I didn’t check the perimeter because I was so caught up in thought and then Sara tackled me, taking the bullet meant for me. It is my fault, don’t try to say it isn’t because I will always blame myself for not checking sooner and letting both you and Sara get hurt,” the first tear slid down your face and you quickly wiped it away. “I just don’t like seeing the people I care about get hurt because of me…especially not a man I’ve come to care about quite a lot.”
You watched Ray’s face and saw his expression lighten. “I believe there’s a way you can make it up to me.”
“Let me take you on a date,” he replied.
You smiled, “I would love to go on a date with you.”
After a semi-successive mission, you were back on the Waverider watching as Rip paced. Ray had gotten hurt as well as Sara. You were sitting in one of the chairs on the Bridge, watching him pace back and forth in his office.
After another second of thought, you got up and walked over to his office and leaned on the frame of the entrance. “You shouldn’t beat yourself up about this mission. It was my fault. I was too preoccupied to check the perimeter.”
“It is not your fault, (Y/N), I should have guessed they would be expecting us.”
“And I should have guessed they would have sensed my arrival before the ship’s.”
“I should have advised the team to be extra cautious.”
“I should have searched the perimeter.”
“I should have-”
“We could do this all day, Rip. Why? We need to move on and figure out our next move against the Legion of Doom…and maybe we could fit in some time to get to know each other better,” you held your breath. This was not the way you wanted to tell him.
“Are you asking me on a date, Ms. (Y/L/N),” he looked at you, smirking.
-Rip is the dormitory manager (or whatever they’re called, you know what I mean) and he is Very Exasperated All The Time.
-Sara is currently dating her self-defence instructor, Nyssa
-Mick and Amaya are dating, but no one ever talks about it. They all know because they’re really obvious, holding hands and kissing and stuff but no one mentions it because Mick glares anytime they bring it up.
-Nate and Ray have giant crushes on one another, but neither of them realise it. The rest of their friends do, though, and are very exasperated about it.
-Jax is a popular ladies man with a Dodge Challenger that he souped up himself.
-Martin is a young professor who has absolutely no idea how he ended up hanging out with this crazy group of students–none of whom, he might add, he has had in any of his classes. Except for Ray. Whom he doesn’t remember. (Clarissa loves the students, and almost gets along with them better than Martin does.)
Bonus: The Legion of Doom are all roommates and best frenemies. Malcolm is a spoiled rich kid majoring in business. No one is sure exactly what Damian is majoring in–it’s like this weird secret joke every time someone asks him. Eo is doing multiple science majors and constantly wonders aloud how in the hell he ended up hanging out with these two idiots.
For some reason tumblr wiped out all the stuff in my inbox and I’m finally on winter break. So now I have time to write and catch up on so much. And without much delay, send me some requests to my inbox . Christmas requests and ideas are very much appreciated! Happy holidays everyone.
Here’s who I’m willing to write for:
Platonicly/Family Relationship :
☆The Winchester Brothers
I will write for more characters from different shows and fandoms once I get caught up with the shows and a good feel for their character.
Requested by “thirsty Legion of Doom content” anon 😊
You sat in the corner of the training room; sweat dripping
down your face as well as all positivity draining form your body. Malcolm had scheduled
you in for a training session and had been working you to the bone to make sure
that you were ready to up against the Legends. He could see that you were ready
to breakdown and called for a breather. Giving you a sympathetic smile, he left
the room for some back up.
You sat there for several minutes trying make light of your
mood. When you started the session with Malcolm, you were extremely excited to
practice your skills with the archer. However, as the session went on, you
found yourself pushed outside of your limits more than you thought you would
have been. This started to drag your mentality down enough for you to fail the
final move. Malcolm had sensed this, giving him reason to call a break.
“What’s the matter kid?” a sultry voice asked you “Giving up
You looked up to see Leonard leaning against the door frame.
Not long after Leonard had finished his sentence, Malcolm had come back with
Eobard and Damien; having every intention of picking you back up again. You
never thought that you would be a part of the Legion. Especially not now but
seeing the genuine concern and sympathy from the Legion, as weird as it looked
seeing them like this, gave you hope that you did belong with them. Speeding
over to you, Eobard held out his hand and helped you up. Damien had walked over
to you dusting you off and wiping the sweat from you. He carefully placed a
hand on your shoulder, letting you know he was there if you needed him. You got
the feeling he used to do this to Nora too, so you felt safe knowing you had a
father figure around.
This is what the Legion started to feel like to you. A
family. Headed by Eobard of course with Malcolm and Damien acting like father
and uncle and Leonard being the big brother you could look up to. Malcolm spoke
up “We may not beat the Legends every time we take then on-“
Damien interjected “but we have an ace up our sleeves this
“And we’re gonna train em up!” Eobard smirked at you, making
“Those heroes don’t stand a chance, y/n” Leonard smirked
“Of course they don’t” You began “Not with our team being as
strong as it is”
This was legit pure fluff. I don’t know what happened, it
turned out different than how I was actually going to do it but still turned
Sara wakes up and realizes that she is imprisoned by the Legion of Doom and then sees that Leonard is with them.
Sara was told in the
League that the first thing she had to do when being held hostage, was to
examine her environment; try to find a way to ensure her survival and plan
But as she
began to gain consciousness, she realized that there was really nothing she
could do. The last thing she remembered before the void was a read streak
hitting her hard and now she was confined in a dark basement with her hands and
feet tied with chains to the floor that wouldn’t unfasten as hard as she tried.
Her mouth was
sealed by a cloth, with some kind of an essence that made her nauseous every
time she took in a breath, which was secured by another fabric.
only one person that could have made sure that she was that well confined that
she couldn’t escape no matter how hard she tried. Damien Darhk.
left only one possibility as to what was happening. The Legion of Doom had
the only reason why Leonard had come to her house? Why he had kissed her back?
God, he was so convincing. Was his only purpose to make her lower her guard
enough for the Reverse flash to grab her?
By the time
that a door at the other end of the large basement opened, Sara’s wrists were
bleeding as she tried to free herself from the metal cuffs. Then the light was
switched on and Sara came face to face with her team’s worst fear in the past
In front of
her, in a basement full on weaponry and other equipment that was hidden by large
curtains, stood the Legion of Doom. Damien Darhk stood next to Eobard Thawne
and Malcolm Merlyn; and only a few centimeters away from them-leaning against a
pillar, was Leonard.
look at her; and at least she didn’t have to put up with the look of amusement
that the other three men were looking at her with. She pulled the chains again
with all the strength she had, trying to launch herself to Leonard. But as she
finally made the chains tremble, Darhk pulled them back and suddenly she heard
her wrist snap.
out in pain as Darhk pulled the chains harder back and she screamed more. Tears
were now rolling down her cheeks as she tried to push the cloth away from her
mouth in vain.
turned his head; her screams now becoming unbearable for him to hear. Once she
met his eyes, more tears flooded. Only then she noticed that there was a long
cut above his eyebrow that was stained with fresh blood and a large bruise on
his cheekbone that was beginning to swell.
Something was wrong.
But she couldn’t understand what.
Lance.” Malcolm Merlyn said as he started walking to wear she was kneeling. “For
a woman that came back from the dead, you are really easy to get. I have to
admit that at first I didn’t believe your idea Darhk, but you were right. Love
really makes people vulnerable.”
sneered at them and launched forward; the cuffs tightening on her wrists with a
single move of Darhk’s hand.
will you do us the honor and ungag our guest?” asked Darhk and Leonard hesitated,
before walking to her and dropping the cloth to the floor and letting her
breath heavily normal air. He took a couple of steps back, his hands slightly
trembling as he shoved them back in the pockets of his jacket.
Lance we will see how well Ra’s Al Ghul taught you to survive.” Merlyn said as
he started walking towards the exit; followed by the other men.
going to let her rot in that basement. Let her slowly die without water or food
chained in a basement floor.
door closed, Leonard turned for just a second and looked at her; and his eyes
met hers. And Sara would have sworn that they were smiling at her. Was he
saying that she was coming back for her or was he just giving her empty hopes?
was alone again. Locked in a cold basement and she heard absolutely
moment she thought that she was under the ground again. Unable to breathe
correctly or move. She was feeling like she was being buried again.
know how much time had passed in that dark and cold basement. Maybe it was
hours or maybe it was days, all she knew was that her whole body was numb and
her throat was burning. Every moment that passed-or was it hour, she felt more
and more tired with her eyes slowly closing as she tried to stay awake. And the
fact that she had been sleeping only a couple of hours every night due to her
nightmares wasn’t really helping.
Then the door had
opened and the light was switched on; and for a moment Sara thought that she
was hallucinating. She thought that she was imagining Leonard walking inside
and closing the door behind him; but she didn’t.
Leonard whispered as he kneeled next to her and Sara jerked back, despite
wincing from the pain.
here to try to seduce me again?” She managed to say, despite her throat burning
and her voice coming out as a strained noise. “Cause this time I won’t
fall for it.”
want to hurt you.” He said and his hands started moving, first in the cuffs on
her ankles. “Just trust me. I can explain everything.”
a breath as Leonard hands touched her now bruised and bleeding wrists and freed
her from her binds; letting her fall in his arms. His hand took a bottle of
water and gave it to her, downing the water hungrily. Sara let out a breath as
she finished the water and panted.
“We have to
go. Can you walk?” Leonard asked and Sara nodded negatively after realizing
that she couldn’t even stand up. So instead, Leonard scooped her in his arms
and started running out of the basement, hoping that he could get back to his
safehouse before they caught them.
He had to
make things right with Sara. This was all his fault. And he had to fix
Imagine Eobard introducing you to Washout (Malcolm Merlyn) and Deadman (Damian Darhk), but then getting really overprotective of you…
“(Y/N) this is Washout and Deadman,” Eobard casually explained, pointing a hand to the two men as he took his place beside you.
You looked over the two men and suppressed a giggle as Eobard dubbed them ‘Washout’ and ‘Deadman’. ‘Washout’ seemed like someone you could get along with. ‘Deadman’, on the other hand, not so much. He didn’t seem so interested in you, more interested with Eobard’s arsenal of weapons. Not that you cared anyway.
Malcolm rolled his eyes, but took a step forward with a hand outstretched, “My name is Malcolm Merlyn,” you took his hand and shook it. For a Washout he had a firm grip.
“(Y/N),” you replied looking up at the man with a shy smile, which he gladly returned with a wide smirk. Eobard narrowed his eyes at Malcolm, almost contemplating whether to stop his heart or not.
“What’s a beautiful young lady, like you, doing with monsters, like us?” Malcolm questioned as he brought your hand up and placed a small kiss on the back of it. Eobard glared at Malcolm and coiled an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to him. You could tell that he was holding himself back from attacking the Washout.
“I’m here to help,” you replied confidently. You had developed healing powers after the particle accelerator exploded. When Eobard disguised himself as Harrison Wells he managed to help you gain control of this new ability.
“Help?” Damian asked turning his attention away from the weapons. Malcolm raised an eyebrow at you, but didn’t speak. “We don’t need a little girl ruining our plans.”
“Watch it Darhk, (Y/N) has healing powers that are of use to us if we were to get injured on our missions. Other than that she’s staying at our base.“ Eobard explained. Looking down at you with adoration in his eyes,“I trust her.”
He let go of you and walked up to the pair in a threatening manner, “And if you lay a finger on her, I will not hesitate to end your petty lives.”