Hey everyone, thank you for all your support following the interest check! For my 150 followers special I’ll be writing each day for the week leading up to Valentine’s Day.
Below are the prompts for each day, please send in a request for which character you’d like for each prompt. This is first come first served, so please be quick! I’ll regularly update to show which prompts have been taken. A character can only be used for one prompt.
1. He’s your biggest fan. Jimmy Olsen
2. Caught making out and getting the talk. Damian Wayne
3. You both want each other, but he can’t have you. Garth of Shayeris
4. He saves you, but as a civilian. Duke Thomas
5. Training, but it gets heated. Vic Sage
6. Date night from hell. Terry McGinnis
7. Double date, but you and your partner are fake dating. Bruce Wayne
a/n: this takes place during ‘helen hunt’. i really had no clue where I was going with this
warnings: none
word count: 2.8k
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reader was like any of us. someone who loved legends of tomorrow. but one day, she falls asleep watching the beloved show and finds herself in the show itself
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“Attention, Legends. Captain Lance requests that all personnel report to the bridge immediately.”
You groaned as your body began to wake up. Great, you must have fallen asleep watching Legends of Tomorrow again. You instinctively reached out for the tv remote on your nightstand but came up empty.
You shot up, eyes wide with alarm as you looked around in confusion and realised that you weren’t in your room.
You were on the Waverider!
You lightly slapped yourself thinking you must still be dreaming but then you jumped when you heard knocking at the door.
“Y/N, get up! Sara wants us!”
You stilled at the familiar voice and looked at the door in shock. Zari?! You’re definitely dreaming.
“Miss L/N, Captain Lance is requesting your presence.”
You looked up as if trying to locate Gideon. This was unbelievable. You got up out of your bed and threw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Your hands shook with excitement as you buttoned your jeans, but your mind still swam with confusion and disbelief.
This was everything you had ever wanted.
After putting on your shoes, you ran out of the room and to the bridge where the rest of the Legends, bar Ray, Jax and Stein, were stood waiting.
“What took you so long, y/n?”
Your mouth dropped as you realised that the Sara Lance was talking to you. Just as you were about to answer, all of your heads turned when Jax, Professor Stein and Ray walked into the room.
Wait, was this the Helen of Troy episode?
“I guess we know where the explosion came from.”
Yep, definitely was.
You stayed silent as Jax and Stein began arguing causing everyone to look at them. They were confused as their vernacular appeared to have been switched.
After Ray interrupted them and referred to the incident as a ‘Freaky Friday’ situation, Nate burst out laughing.
Sara then hit him so he could start to explain the reason for you all being summoned. Of course you already knew, it was due to an anachronism. It was, um, Helen...Helen of Troy. Right?
You shook your head in confusion as if trying to sort your thoughts. Wait, what was happening?
You listened as Sara discussed the team’s reconnaissance mission for when you landed in Hollywood.
As she spoke, your memories started to form again resulting in you frowning.
“Y/N? You okay?”
You glanced up to look at the Captain who now appeared to be the only one left in the room; everyone having left to get changed.
“Yeah, um. I-I think I’m going to sit this recon out.” You said, trying to formulate an excuse.
Sara moved closer to you and placing her hand on your shoulder, she spoke, “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Her blue eyes were piercing and you found yourself almost willing yourself to tell her the truth but you knew she wouldn’t understand.
Pushing your words aside, you nodded and cleared your throat, “Of course, Captain. I just think I should keep an eye on Firestorm considering their current predicament.”
You watched as the blonde gave you a once-over before nodding in agreement, having believed your excuse.
“That sounds like a good idea. Just stay on comms.”
***
Whilst the rest of the team set out to complete their mission, you made your way to the med bay.
After several misdirections and wrong turnings, you finally found the correct room. This ship was like a maze. Nothing like what you saw on TV.
You sat in one of the chairs and lay your head back.
“Is everything alright, Miss L/N?”
Opening your eyes, you stared up at the ceiling as if expecting the AI to be there.
“Gideon, can you do a cranial scan please?“
The sounds of machinery whirring filled your ears as Gideon conducted her scan but ultimately came up with nothing to explain your short-term memory loss.
You desperately tried to grasp at your thoughts to try and remember what happened in this episode but seemed to fall short.
The best you could guess was that the longer you stayed here, the harder time you would have remembering the events of each episode that you had watched. And yet, you still had no idea how you were even here.
“Gideon.” You called out to the super computer.
“Yes, Miss L/N?”
“Can you just keep this between us for the time being? I promise I’ll explain everything to Sara later.”
“As you wish.”
“Y/N?”
Your head turned to the doorway where the Captain stood, staring at you with concern.
“You’re not okay, I knew it.”
“What are you doing here? I thought you went with the rest of the team?”
“I decided to stay. It was only recon anyway. Why are you in the med bay? Did you get injured when we were back in London? Is something wrong?”
“No, not at all. I-”
You ran through your mind trying to think up another excuse before deciding to use one of the problems you had back in the real world.
“I just have a really bad migraine so I had Gideon give me some medication.”
“Gideon?”
Sara asked the AI for confirmation and you closed your eyes, hoping the former would stay true to her word.
“I have administered pain relief that will take effect immediately, Captain Lance.”
You let out a breath of relief and hopped off the chair, “See, I told you. Come on, the team’s probably back.”
Sara followed you to the bridge where Nate, Zari and Amaya stood, dressed to the nines in Hollywood get-up. Nate then gave you all a history lesson on Helen of Troy which then ended up in Jax-No, wait-Stein ranting about the historical figure ruining all the classic films.
“What’s ‘Casablanca’ without Ingrid Bergman? The ‘Philadelphia Story’ without Katherine Hepburn?”
“Or ‘White Cargo’ without Hedy LaMarr.” You added, making everyone’s gazes fall upon you.
“Exactly, Miss L/N here understands that this is inconceivable. And now this upstart steals the career-making role of Hedy LaMarr; my boyhood crush.” Jax aka Stein finished.
“Since when do you watch old films, y/n?” Zari whispered to you.
“Since always.” You replied.
Back in your world, you loved noirs. Whilst many were misogynistic in nature, they still had a way of telling a story that movies nowadays had difficulty capturing.
“Everybody go put your best digs on because we are going to save Hollywood.” Sara said after Gideon announced that K&G pictures were hosting a Gala in honour of their latest star.
***
“I hate stockings.” You murmured, pulling the undergarments up as they persisted in falling down.
“That’s exactly what I was going to say.” Zari said, looking at you in surprise.
“Great minds think alike, Z.” You winked at the totem bearer as you refocused on the boys comments on Helen.
“Guys, snap out of it. We’ve got a job to do.”
Sara chastised, pressing a finger to her ear. She then signalled for Zari to use her totem to spill Helen’s drink.
When she successfully did so, Zari and Sara followed her whilst you and Amaya remained behind.
“Are you okay, y/n? You’ve been acting rather odd lately.” The JSA member asked.
“Do you ever just feel completely out of place? Like you’re in a place where you shouldn’t be?”
“Of course. I mean, look at me. I’m supposed to be back home at Zambesi, blissfully unaware of the impending danger but yet, here I am, trying to fix time. But we can’t help where we are now. Our choices led us to this moment and all we can do is follow where they take us.”
“I guess you’re right.” You replied softly, her words having put things in perspective for you.
“Look, she’s back.” Amaya nudged you and you both watched as the woman approached a man and began conversing with him.
Your brows frowned as you tried to allocate the familiar face.
“Wait, is that-”
“Damien Darhk.”
As the name fell from your lips, a feeling of dread filled your stomach as a genuine migraine started to form. He was important. He was going to cause something very bad to happen whilst you were here but you couldn’t place your finger on it.
Pushing your frustration aside, you helplessly watched as Sara told you all to stand down so she could speak with the villain. Then your frustration was overtaken by anger when the boys started to fight with other guests at the Gala.
Your eyes fell to your arm where a hand was gripping you tightly. You looked up to find some man dressed in a suit and you stomped on his foot and swivelled round to face him. Lifting your dress, you kicked him and then punched him before swinging him over your shoulder and onto the floor.
Woah, since when did you know how to fight?
You didn’t have time to think when another man charged for you resulting in you knocking him out too. You then joined Amaya and Zari, running up to the boys so you could break up their fight and drag them back to the Waverider.
***
After Sara reprimanded and sidelined the male members of the team, you joined her and the rest of the women in your new attempt to get the starlet on the ship.
You used a Trojan Horse to gain entry to the secured residence where you quickly found Helen of Troy. A fight then ensued between the two film industries so you had to put your skills to the test again in order for you all to escape.
When you safely arrived back on the ship, Jax and Stein advised that key parts of the time vessel were vanishing. You correctly remembered that this was due to a wrench having been thrown in Hedy LeMarr’s career, so to speak. This resulted in Jax aka Stein to find her so he could convince her to begin her technological advancements.
When he left, Sara started to discuss Darhk again and you winced as the pain returned to your head, catching you off guard, dread rising up in you once more.
“Y/N?” Sara, Ray and Stein-Jax-called out in concern.
“I-I’m fine. This migraine is just-Ah!”
You recoiled again as the pain spread throughout your body. This was increasingly worse than the ones you had back in the real world.
“Okay, you’re sitting out the rest of this mission. Ray?”
Sara ordered and you felt yourself being lifted off the ground as the hero gathered you in his arms, carrying you bridal-style.
When he reached your quarters, he gently lay you down and tenderly kissed your forehead, in a brotherly manner. Sara had followed him and when he left, she sat beside you as you gripped your head to try to relieve the pressure.
“What is going on with you, y/n?” Sara asked softly but you could hear the fear in her voice.
“Sara!”
The shout had you both turning to face the doorway where Jax appeared in Professor Stein’s body.
“Grey’s scared to death, I can feel him.”
“Darhk must have found him. We’re going in. You are staying here.”
Sara carefully pushed you back down on the bed when you got up in an attempt to help them.
As she was about to leave, you abruptly grabbed her wrist resulting in her head facing you in alarm.
“Sara, I-I have to tell you something. It’s about-about Darhk. God, he-he. I can’t remember.” You panicked, trying to wrack your mind so you could force the memories to appear.
“Hey, it’s okay. We’re gonna be fine but you need to stay-”
“No! Sara, I’m not supposed to be here. This isn’t even real. This is a bad time to tell you but I’m not from here. I come from a place where this-this is all a TV show. I fell asleep watching it and next thing I knew, I woke up here.”
You watched as her brows furrowed in confusion,
“Y/N, I have to go but when I come back, I’m going to have Gideon run checks on you because this migraine seems to be interfering with your memory.”
You groaned in frustration when Sara ran out of the room, ignoring your shouts.
Minutes passed, but it felt like hours, as you exerted yourself trying to remember the events that would occur. In an effort to calm yourself, you steadied your breathing and ran through the things that had already taken effect, hoping that the rest of the pieces would fall into place.
You listed off each occurrence until you stopped when you remembered Sara having a discussion with Darhk. It all came back to him. He seemed to be the cause of your pain. Your eyes glanced down to your hands and when Zari entered your room to check on you, you focused on her totem.
Eyes widening in realisation, you jumped out of the bed, much to the dismay of the female.
“Y/N, you have to stay in bed.”
“No, Z. I have to go.”
“They don’t need any of our powers right now, least of all yours. You’ll just make yourself worse.”
You barely had time to process her words as the dread came rushing back.
“Zari, Sara is in danger. I need to go or we might lose her. Also, Kuasa is coming here so be careful.”
Not listening to her objections, you warned and then pushed past her, running out of the ship so you could find the rest of the team.
***
Arriving on the film set, you followed the sounds of swords clanging together and found yourself staring in shock as the events unfolded in front of you.
Nate had steeled up, Ray was suited up and Firestorm had just merged. More importantly, Sara was duelling with Damien Darhk, swords extended, and you saw Nora Darhk approach the Canary as Damien Darhk watched in admiration.
“No!”
You screamed, running towards the trio, when unexpectedly, Nora was flung from behind Sara and forward into her father’s arms.
Approaching Sara, you looked down at your hands. Had you done that?
You stared up at the father-daughter duo and only had a second to register the looks in their eyes before raising your hands and hurling them in the air and into some boxes behind them. You all watched as they disappeared with their time stone, and when they did, your attention reverted back to Sara.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, how did you know she was going to do that?”
“That’s Nora Darhk. Damien’s daughter.”
“How do you know that?”
“Sara, I told you. I’m not from around here. Now I have a question. Where the fuck did these powers come from?”
***
You and the rest of the team were stood in the bridge, the majority of them sitting on the steps whilst you and Sara leaned against the technology upholstered in the centre of the room.
After the Darhk’s departure, you revealed to the team who you actually were whilst also finding out that your powers originated from the Particle Accelerator explosion back in 2013.
It took some convincing but the team finally believed where you came from, with a little help from Team Flash who reiterated the existence of other Earths where realities were different.
Despite that fact though, Cisco and the others were unable to locate your Earth meaning you had nowhere to go.
“I can leave if you want. You all know this version of me but not me and maybe it’s better for everyone if I go back home.”
“Y/N, you are home. You are a part of this family regardless of how you came here. If you want to leave, I can’t stop you but I really wish you wouldn’t.”
With Sara’s words ringing in your head, you stared at each team member and then returned your focus back to the Captain.
Thinking back to when you first woke up here, a couple of days prior, you remembered your one overriding thought and that seemed to make your decision for you.
“I’ll stay.”
And with those two words, everyone beamed and clapped, extremely happy and relieved with your decision. Nate then ran up to you and lifted you in his arms as he hugged you causing everyone to join in and you all ended up in a pile on the floor, laughing until your chests hurt. Except Mick, of course; he was still drinking his beer.
But this was everything you had ever wanted.
To get away from your life and be thrust into a world like this.
Prompt: YOOOO YOU WRITE FOR JEFFERSON (Legends) I AM SO GLAD I FOUND YOU!! I was wondering if you could do a mermaid-like! Reader x Jefferson + the other legends. In which reader is the subject of ilegal genetic experimentation resulting in her being mermaid-seeming (but she's pretty bitter about it) and the Legends pick her up cause she has nowhere to go and she bonds with Jax cause he's just super sweet and he helps her feel like she is more than a lab experiment and they fall in love.
Note: I HAVE WANTED TO WRITE A JAX IMAGINE FOR SOOOOOO LONG YOU HAVE NO IDEA
Warnings: Swears.
Word Count: 1539
Today was like any other day at this damned facility. Or, that was what you told yourself. Today was nothing special. No one was coming to save you. No one even knew you were here.
Your tank was locked with a thick padlock and chains, but it wasn’t like you could go anywhere anyway. You had a tail instead of legs, thanks to some illegal human experimentation that you had unwillingly participated in, so it wasn’t like you could just walk away. You were stuck in this tank until they decided to sell you off to some buyer off the black market. What a future you had in store.
Or so you thought.
The room they kept your tank in was large and dark, a warehouse of some sort. So when the lights around you flicked on, you were a little more than alarmed. They were back. After all this time, they had returned to sentence you to death.
But as the figures approached, you noticed that these people weren’t at all the scientists that had worked on you. They were something else. You banged your fists against the glass of the tank, trying to shout for help, but they couldn’t hear your screams. It was no use. Until the man in the long tan coat motioned for the one on fire to go over to your tank.
***
“Firestorm, get her out of there. Maybe she’ll know something about her captors.” Rip instructed.
“Gray, how do we get it open?”
“There’s a padlock at the top of the tank. Perhaps we could melt it.”
“Good idea.” Jax flew up to the top of the tank, causing you to swim up towards the top of the ginormous prison. The lock melted away like snow in his red-hot fist. After pulling the chains away, he was finally able to get it open.
And for the first time in years, your head met the surface. You inhaled a large breath, desperately sucking in the air.
“Who are you? What are you doing here?” You asked. Your voice was a little squeaky, but you were thankful to have a voice at all after everything you had endured.
“We’re the Legends.” Jax knelt down beside the door. His voice was soft, and even in Firestorm mode, his milky eyes were kind. “We’re here to help you.”
***
You had been aboard the Waverider for a few hours now. You told the captain everything you knew about the people who had done this to you, and fortunately, the ship’s AI, who you were informed was named Gideon, had offered to try to fix you in the infirmary. That was where you were now, propped up in the chair. Your tail was receiving a constant stream of mist, and for the moment, you were taking a break before the treatments started.
“Hey there,” One of the team members walked into the infirmary. This was the one who had saved you. You couldn’t seem to remember his name, though. “How are you doing?”
“I’m all right. Thank you. For saving me.”
“Don’t mention it.” He shrugged. “So uh, you’re a mermaid, huh?”
“Hopefully not for much longer.” You sighed. “I’m (Y/N).”
“Jax.” He offered his hand, and you shook it. “Do you need anything? Food, something to drink…?”
“Right now, I think I just need some company.”
“I think that could be arranged,” Jax smirked and pulled over a chair, sitting beside you.
“It’s been a pretty long time since I’ve talked to someone who wasn’t trying to kill me.”
“I can only imagine what you went through. But just know that you’re one of us now, and we won’t let anything happen to you.”
“Thank you.”
***
“How’re those legs coming, (Y/N)?” Jax had been to the infirmary several times a day for over three weeks now. Your treatment was taking longer than you had expected it to, but after years of breathing water, your lungs were fucked up. Your heart wasn’t used to pumping blood above water, so that had to be fixed too, and in the long run, your organs were more important than your legs.
But now that all of that had been fixed and your hearing and eyesight and voice were all back to normal, Gideon had finally started working on your legs.
“They’re coming. Should be done later today.” You raised your head to look at him. You were beyond exhausted, but Jax always managed to bring a smile to your face.
“You look tired. Want me to let you sleep?”
“No, come here.” You weakly reached out for him and he jogged to you, taking one of your hands in his own and then he used his free hand to brush the hair out of your face. He leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. “How are you?”
“Better now,” he murmured against your forehead, pressing a few more kisses there before standing upright again. “I just wanted to let you know that I-”
“Jax, mission!” Ray walked past the infirmary.
“Please be careful.” You told him, gripping his large hand tightly.
“I always am.” He smirked, giving your hand a squeeze before he left. You sighed as you watched him go. You couldn’t wait until you were able to leave this infirmary, to spend more time with Jax, to travel through time with him. In the short time you’d known him, he’d become everything to you.
***
Jax rushed back into the infirmary as soon as he got back, nearly tackling Sarah in the process. She only shook her head and smirked in amusement. She had never seen the boy more in love. His brief crush on Amaya had come and gone, but his crush on you seemed to be long-lasting.
“I’m back.”
“How’d it go?” You yawned and stretched as he came to your side.
“Successful.” He answered. He pulled a chair up beside you and took your hand in both of his. He pressed a tiny kiss to each fingertip. “Do you feel different? Does anything hurt?”
“I’m a little sore,” you told him. “Gideon said I should be done by morning, but it’s gonna take a while to build up my strength.”
“And I’ll be right here every step of the way.”
“Good.” You gave his hand a squeeze. “I’m gonna need you to catch me when I fall.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out.”
***
You woke up the next morning with fully synthesized human legs. They felt tingly, new. You ran your hands down the smooth new skin and they felt…real. They were real. As real as the ones you had been born with.
“Jax,” You whispered in disbelief. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. He had fallen asleep beside you once again, his hand was still clasped tightly around your own.
“What? What’s- oh.” Suddenly, he was very awake, his warm brown eyes fixed on yours. He got up from his chair, his hand never leaving yours, and stood in front of you. “Are you okay? Are you ready?”
“I’m fine, and I’ve been ready for weeks.” You slipped your other hand into his and gave both of them an anxious squeeze.
“Here it is. Moment of truth.” You scooted forward a little and let your feet touch the cold floor. You sucked in a quick breath. You had almost forgotten what it felt like to have bare feet. Then, carefully, you stood. Your knees buckled, so you let go of Jax’s hands and instead grabbed onto his toned arms for support. “Woah, easy. Easy does it.”
“Hi.” You realized you were closer to him than you had ever been. Inches apart. His breath was warm against your face, and his arms were already around you.
“Hi.” He chuckled softly as he seemed to come to the same realization. Slowly, Jax leaned down. You met him halfway, pressing your lips to his. They were softer than you could have ever imagined. You gripped him tighter, using your toes to give yourself a tiny boost. His strong arms held you to his chest, and you knew he wouldn’t let you fall.
“I hate to interrupt, but there are some statistics that I need to run over with (Y/N).” Gideon’s voice cut your session short. Jax’s arm settled around your waist and you rested your head on his shoulder. The two of you exchanged smirks.
“Yes, Gideon?” You asked.
“Your legs are quite weak. You’ll need to work to build up enough strength to walk on your own. And despite the diligent work returning you to your former state, there are still some remnants of the years of experimentation. While you were at the facility, they attempted to give you superhuman abilities. We believe you have retained power over electricity gained from many electrical trials and possibly powers over water and/or sound waves.”
“Wow, okay.” You ran your fingers through your hair. “So that means…”
“It means we’d like you to join the team.” Rip walked through the door. “Ah, well, I see you’re already on your feet, then.”
“Getting there.”
“Well, when you’re ready, we’d like you to join us.”
You looked to Jax, who offered a supportive smile. “Count me in.”
Hiya everyone! Thank you so much for your support this last month, it means so much to me!!! Therefore, I’ve decided to run a Valentine’s Day 1 week event!
This is just an interest check and to see how you’d prefer the event to be ran!
Valentine’s day special
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