#arrowverse drabble

[myriadimagines]

heyy! can you do prompt 6 and 97 with lena luthor please

Characters: Reader x Lena Luthor

Warnings: —

Prompt: 06. “I got you a present.” & 97. “I was hoping I’d see you at this party.”

Word Count: 370

A/N: hey love!! hope u like it x

NOT ACCEPTING ANYMORE HOLIDAY DRABBLES!

You look up to see Lena enter Kara’s apartment, and a smile lights up your face as she steps inside. Kara rushes over, helping Lena hang up her coat, and the two of them eagerly chat with one another as Kara guides her to the kitchen, offering her a drink. Kara looks over to Alex as she calls her name, and Kara quickly excuses herself as Lena turns her attention to you. 

“I was hoping I’d see you at this party.” you remark as Lena takes a seat beside you, and you lean against Kara’s kitchen island, taking a sip from your own drink as Lena chuckles. “Glad you could make it.”

“I got caught up in a call before I could make it over here,” Lena explains, leaning into you. “I’m glad I finally made it, too.”

You and Lena exchange a soft smile, an unspoken tenderness hanging in the air between the two of you. Before you can open you mouth again, you hear Kara call your name, and the both of you look over to see her, Alex, Winn and Jimmy sitting in the living room, and Kara waves you over as she says, “What are you guys doing over there? Come join us! We’re about to play a game!”

You and Lena chuckle, and you get up from your chair as you nudge her with your elbow, “Want to team up for whatever game we’re playing?”

“Oh, of course,” Lena raises an eyebrow at you with a smile, and you can’t help but laugh. 

“Wait, before I forget,” you pause, stopping in your tracks and Lena shoots you a quizzical look as you reach into the pockets of your jacket. Her eyes widen as you pull out a small, neatly wrapped box, and you shyly offer it to her as you say, “I got you a present.”

Lena slowly takes it from you, touched by the gesture. She so desperately wants to open it now, but she can hear Kara and Alex calling your names again, wanting to get the game started. So she smiles at you instead, reaching out to give your arm a squeeze, and she already knows she’s going to love whatever’s inside. 

[musikat18]

Fluff L with Harry please

“Harry?”

You poked your head into the lab and sighed heavily when you saw your boyfriend slumped over on a desk.

“Harry, it’s pushing midnight, you don’t have to go back to Earth-2, but you can’t stay here all night! It’s not healthy! I sent you, like, twenty texts! Did you even--”

You noticed his phone was laying open on the table beside him and grumbled some expletives when you noticed ALL your messages were unopened on the lock screen. But then, you noticed something even better--

The lock screen behind it was a photo of you, him, and Jesse from last New Year’s, all beaming (even Harry, a little) and dotted with glitter.

You smirked a little and asked, “Am I your lock screen?”

That seemed to wake Harry up, because he made a snuffling noise, flew out of the chair, and grabbed his phone back while readjusting his glasses.

“You weren’t supposed to see that,” he said bluntly. “It’s my phone. I put whatever I want on it. I’m an adult. I can do what I want. It doesn’t matter. What’s it to you?”

You just smiled proudly, “Nothing. Time to go home, grumpy-pants.”

(Dumbass Drabbles For Quarantine!)

[prider-parker-imaginations]

#77. “There is nothing wrong with you.” / #97. “Your life was my life’s best part.”

He knew it was bad. Really bad. You had already lost so much blood. He wasn’t a doctor, but he knew enough about death to know there was no coming back from this.

“How bad is it?” you croaked out, eyes half glazed. Your face was pale and covered with a sheen of sweat.

“There is nothing wrong with you,” Floyd lied, squeezing your bloodstained fingers. You didn’t seem aware of the touch. “You’re gonna be fine.” Lying came easily to him most days but it was difficult to keep down the nausea in his stomach and smile for you.

You frowned, breath catching in your throat as you struggled to breathe. Blood bubbled up at the corner of your mouth, slipping down your cheek. You didn’t notice, unfocused eyes only for him. “Why are you crying?”

The assassin wiped his eyes on his shoulder quickly and flashed the best grin he could muster, “I’m not crying. You’re seeing things,” he assured, trying to ignore the growing tightness in his chest. Lying wasn’t supposed to be this hard for him. He wasn’t supposed to care.

You coughed. A shudder passed through your body, more blood dribbling from your lips. “Liar,” you finally gasped out, face twisting in pain.

Floyd lifted your hand to his chest, suddenly unsure. He swallowed hard, pressing his forehead against your fingers. “Your life was my life’s best part,” he wanted to sound casual, like this wasn’t the end but he found himself unable to hold back the sniffle. God, he was pathetic but in that moment he didn’t care. “You know that, right?”

He would never know your response.

Prompt List // Requests are open

[myriadimagines]

Hi don’t know if you got my request since tumblr has been going crazy lately with the inbox and asks but anyways can I please request a Leonard snart x reader winter Drabble with prompt number 2?

Characters: Reader x Leonard Snart

Warnings: —

Prompt: 02. “God, you’re shivering so much— just take my jacket.”

Word Count: 281

A/N: LMFAO i did get it i just forgot to put it on my list but then as i was drafting it tumblr went ‘uh oh something went wrong!’ and i refreshed the page and the ask straight up disappeared from my inbox and my drafts. anyway i hate this site and im glad u resent this so me so i can use this ask as a backup asjkdhasd

want to request a holiday drabble? check out this post!

You reluctantly huddle up close to Leonard, the both of you waiting for your cue to intervene on your mission with the Legends. Normally, you wouldn’t mind being on standby, but with the snow and the cold weather, you can’t wait to get a move on. Despite being bundled up, you still don’t feel warm enough.

“God, I hate this.” you whine, pulling your knees to your chest to try and conserve body warmth. Leonard raises his eyebrows at you, judgement written all over his expression.

“It’s not that cold.” Leonard rolls his eyes, and you gape at him in disbelief, before your features contort into a scowl.

“Oh, easy for you to say, Captain Cold.” you scowl, your teeth chattering as you feel another shiver shoot through your spine. Shaking your head at him, you grumble, “Sara better hurry up, or I’m going to get frostbite.” 

Leonard snorts at you, the both of you falling silent again. You continue shivering beside him, and Leonard impatiently huffs, “God, you’re shivering so much— just take my jacket.”

You look up at him in surprise as he takes off his jacket and practically tosses it at you. You fumble to catch it, but you don’t argue with him as you slip it on. You instantly feel warmer, and you exclaim, “What are you wearing this coat for if you don’t get cold?” 

Leonard raises an eyebrow at you. “Don’t make me regret giving you my coat.” 

He turns away, and you bite back a smile. You shrug to yourself, zipping up Leonard’s coat, and as he glances at you, you swear you can see a grin forming at the corners of his mouth. 

[myriadimagines]

Could you please write a Kara Danvers drabble with prompts 3 & 58?

Characters: Reader x Kara Danvers

Warnings: — 

Prompt: 03. “Don’t you dare throw that snowball.” & 58. “You look adorable covered in snow.”

Word Count: 293

A/N: i don’t even remember if it’s supposed to snow in national city but we’ll just pretend that it does

want to request a holiday drabble? check out this post!

You cling to Kara’s arm, being careful to take small steps in the snow covered street. She laughs, taking small steps with you, neither of you wanting to risk falling over and slipping. Despite the heavy snow from the night before, it’s a beautiful day, and the two of you were strolling through the city as you ran some errands. 

“Are you warm enough?” Kara asks, nudging you with her elbow, and you nod, rewrapping your scarf around your neck. 

“Let’s just hurry up and head home,” you say, and Kara chuckles. “Because I’m freezing.” 

You momentarily let go of Kara’s arm to readjust your coat, and you turn around upon realising Kara isn’t at your side anymore. Your eyes widen as you catch her scooping up some snow that’s collected on a nearby bench, packing it into her hand, and you warn her, “Kara, don’t you dare throw that snowball.”

Kara freezes, caught in the act, but a mischievous smile spreads across her face. You point at her, opening your mouth again to try and stop her, but she’s already thrown the snowball, and you let out a shriek as the snow explodes on the side of your head. Kara gasps, clapping her hands over her mouth to hide her laughter, and you exclaim, “Kara!” 

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist!” Kara responds, grinning from ear to ear. She flashes you a sheepish smile as you try to keep a stern face at her, and she adds, “If it means anything, you look adorable covered in snow.”

“Oh, I am so getting you back.” you say, scooping up some snow, and Kara yelps as she tries to run away. Laughing, you struggle to chase after her, yelling, “Hey, no fair! Get back here!” 

[myriadimagines]

heya!! just read a *super* angsty lena fic and i need m o r e, anyways im requesting prompt 5 (i made you hot chocolate, with marshmellos (or however u write that), of course) with lena (if u can make it angsty even better, like lena or r are helping the other feel better after a bad day or sth, if not its still great) woosh that was loong af anyways have a great day/night/existence

Characters: Reader x Lena Luthor

Warnings: —

Prompt: 05. “I made you hot chocolate, with marshmallows, of course.”

Word Count: 461

A/N: asjkdhasda ur attempt at spelling marshmallows cracked me up but i shouldn’t laugh considering i barely know how to spell it too. but anyway i hope u like it bruno and i hope i made it angsty enough, and hope u have a great day too!!!

want to request a holiday drabble? check out this post!

Lena tentatively knocks on the door to the study, peeking her head inside.  She lets out a quiet sigh as she sees you hunched over your desk, bundled in a hoodie, too focused on work to even notice her. Her hands wrap around the mug of hot chocolate she had made for you, and she clears her throat. You look over your shoulder, offering her a tired smile as you see her, and she greets, “Hey.”

“Hey.” you say, and Lena makes her way over to you. You raise your eyebrows as Lena sets the mug down on your desk, and you ask, “Oh, you didn’t have to get me anything.”

“I made you hot chocolate,” Lena shrugs, leaning up against your table, and you can’t help but smile at the gesture. Leaning closer to you, she grins as she adds, “With marshmallows, of course.”

“Thanks, Lena,” you gently pull her in for a kiss, and you can feel Lena smiling against your lips. It’s been too long, she thinks, with both of you always being so busy with work, it feels as though you barely have time with one another. Moments like these remind Lena why she fell for you in the first place, and she wishes she could live in these moments forever.

But as you pull away, she’s reminded about how there are days where she wonders if you’re falling out of love.

“Are you coming to bed soon?” Lena asks, and she can see the hesitation in your expression. She frowns slightly, already anticipating your answer. 

“Soon.” you vaguely respond, and Lena looks away. You reach for her hands, giving them a squeeze, and you say, “Lena, I’m sorry, but I just have so much work to finish before the end of the year.” 

Lena nods, knowing she of all people should understand the stress of work. But she can’t help but feel tears sting her eyes, and she wants to tell you how much she misses you, how she feels like she’s competing with your work for your attention. She gets up, making her way out of the room, and your heart sinks as you know you’ve let her down.

“Lena,” you call out after her. She pauses in the doorway, turning around to face you, and you chew on your lip. Perhaps you should remind her that you still love her, or promise her that you’ll spend more time together another night. But for some reason, you fall short as you say, “I... thanks for the hot chocolate.”

Lena smiles slightly, nodding at you before she leaves, closing the door behind her. Letting out a heavy sigh, she makes her way back to the bedroom, her shoulders slumped at the though of another night alone. 

[myriadimagines]

Could I request a platonic drabble for Jax (legends of tomorrow) and reader being best friends with the prompt “Hey, you started this snowball fight, and now I have to finish it.”

Characters: Reader x Jefferson ‘Jax’ Jackson

Warnings: —

Prompt: 83. “Hey, you started this snowball fight, and now I have to finish it.”

Word Count: 358

A/N: askjhdkjad i get excited writing for prompts other people havent requested. anyway i hope u like it!!

NOT ACCEPTING ANYMORE HOLIDAY DRABBLES!

“Man, what is Sara doing?” Jax huffs, shaking his head as he looks out for any sign of the Legends. You and Jax were stuck with ship duty, and were waiting for any cue from either Sara or Ray to signal getting the Waverider ready for an escape. To make matters worse, the two of you were waiting outside in a snowy forest, and Jax shivers slightly as he rubs his gloved hands together. 

“They’re taking forever.” you can’t help but groan in agreement, looping your scarf around your neck again to keep yourself warm. Shaking your head, you continue, “They better not have gotten into serious trouble.”

“I don’t know, y/n,” Jax can’t help but chuckle, shaking his head. “Us Legends always seem to find a way to get into trouble.”

You can’t help but snort in agreement. The two of you look off in the distance again, trying to catch sight of any sign of your team, and you let out an annoyed sigh as you’re greeted with nothing but the quiet sound of a wintry breeze. Jax seems equally as frustrated, and he leans up against the side of the Waverider. 

You take a few steps deeper into the snowy landscape, the ice crunching under your boots. You bend down, scooping some snow into your hand, and a grin sneaks its way onto your face as you can feel an urge overcome you. You turn around just in time to see Jax about to head back into the Waverider, and with all your strength, you pelt the snowball at his back. He freezes as the snow explodes over his jacket, and he slowly turns around to face you with wide eyes.

You clap your hand over your mouth, failing to hide your laugh, and Jax shakes his head as he points a finger at you. Backing away, you manage to say through your laughter, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist!”

“Hey, you started this snowball fight, and now I have to finish it.” Jax says, slowly beginning to smile too, and you let out a shriek as Jax hurls a snowball right back at you.

[myriadimagines]

Hi could you do“Are you still mad because I ate the last cookie?” with Mick Rory for the holiday drabbles? Thanks!

Characters: Reader x Mick Rory

Warnings: —

Prompt: 89. “Are you still mad because I ate the last cookie?”

Word Count: 336

A/N: hope u like it!!!

NOT ACCEPTING ANYMORE HOLIDAY DRABBLES!

“Okay,” Sara claps her hands together after debriefing everyone on the mission. Everyone’s dressed up for the occasion of course, decked out in festive outfits and ready to crash the Christmas party. Pointing at the team, Sara instructs, “Nate, Ray, you’re with me. Mick and y/n, I’m pairing you guys up too.”

You nod, looking over to Mick, who glares at you in response. You blink, taken aback by this reaction, and Sara’s eyebrows furrow as she notices, too. Folding her arms across her chest, she asks, “Something wrong, Mick?”

“I don’t want to work with y/n.” Mick simply grunts in response, and you gape at him as the rest of the Legends look amongst themselves, confused. “Put me with someone else.”

“What? We don’t have time for this.” Sara waves her hand, shaking her head. “Whatever’s going on between the two of you, put it aside. We’ve got a mission to complete.”

You rack your brain for an explanation, wondering what you possibly could’ve done to make Mick mad. Your eyes widen in realisation, and you splutter, “Wait, are you still mad because I ate the last cookie?”

“Yes.” Mick growls without missing a beat, and Sara pointedly rolls her eyes as you let out a frustrated sigh.

“Mick, I’m sorry! I didn’t know you wanted it!” you apologise, but Mick shakes his head at you, evidently refusing to accept your apology. “Come on! I’ll make a dozen more cookies for you and you can have them all.”

Mick pauses, and he turns to look at you. After a moment, he slowly asks, “Really?”

“Yes!” you insist, and Mick reluctantly nods. “Promise.”

“Alright.” Mick says. “I’ll work with you, then.”

A satisfied grin spreads across your face, and you turn your attention back to Sara, who pinches the bridge of her nose as she sucks in a sharp breath. 

“Okay, now that’s all sorted...” Sara lets out a heavy sigh, before gesturing for everyone to get off the ship. “Legends, let’s get festive!”