#rip hunter x reader

[mister-sea-and-sky]

I can't fight the urges anymore. Please, please, PLEASE request anything Legends of Tomorrow (preferably Leo Snart, John Constantine, or Rip Hunter but anything LoT will do) (also within my rules ofc)

I am so sorry for anyone in these tags who are here for literally any better versions of these characters. I can't help it this show's haunted me since year 6 and its coming back...

Edit: My bad I forgot to turn on asks 😓

[theeoracle-written]

Plot:  Y/n is having regrets as a mission they decided to go solo on, Rip Hunter tries to comfort them. Fandom: ArrowVerse, Legends of Tomorrow Word: 1k Tags: Fluff

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Author Note:When writing the fanfiction in my google docs I used a place holder name, so if you see a name pop up in the place of Y/n L/N that is why. In addition to that, I also used the singular they/them pronouns.

Silence filled the halls of the WaveRider as Y/N L/N sat in the ship’s study a drink in hand mulling over the events the took part that day.

Earlier that day, the Legends were sent on a mission to retrieve an object that was messing with the timeline, and it just happened that there were others after that item as well, and they would stop at nothing to get it.

Y/N knew of the dangers ahead of them when they decided to head after the item blind and without backup, but they were running out of time and could not afford the object falling into the wrong hands. So they were quick to act; that was their first mistake.

They were successful in getting the item, but in turn, it revealed the location of said item to the enemy who took the opportunity to come after the lone Legend and attack them.

There was no way for Y/N to get out of there; they were outnumbered and outmatched. As they stood opposite their enemies with nothing but their wit and will to fight, it slowly dawned on them the severity of the choice they made.

Hope began to flicker out of their system, but they were determined to get the item back to the WaveRider. Tempted by a risky plan they thought up, Y/N backed up from the opposition for a running start. As they started up to charge at the enemy, an explosive blast went off ahead of them where the opposition stood, and from the smoke Rip Hunter emerged, grabbed Y/N by the hand and pulled them towards the exit.

The enemy shot at them, but they dodged the blasts with ease. They could not look back or slow down; one wrong move could lead to their capture. Luckily for them, the rest of the Legends had their backs and distracted the enemy as they sprinted their way towards the WaveRider.

Being brought back to present times with Y/N sat in the study, they take another sip from their glass, eyes closed, as they let the drink go down in hopes that it would aid in forgetting that day.

They sat in silence for a while, the buzz from their drink settled into their system as the sound of a soft melodic tone pulled them up of their trance. They open their eyes and are met with familiar blue ones staring right back, accompanied by a gentle smile.

Rip Hunter stood in front of them, near the vinyl record with a sheepish smile as he looked back at them.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to disturb you.”

"Not at all. Just... deep in thought, that’s all,” They tapped their the cup they held to their temple in a light emphasis.

"Oh? What about?"

There was a short pause as Y/N contemplated whether or not to share their thoughts with Rip, “Today’s Mission,” they gave in, “I could have ruined everything had you not have been there to save me…”

“Y/N, you know that’s not true. You couldn’t have known that they would have come for you.”

“But I could have, I could have if I had paid more attention. You warned us! and if they have gotten hold of it! The things they could--- ugh”

Y/N slammed the cup onto the table. They hide behind their hands, face red from their frustration with themself.

Silence filled the room; it was quiet to the point of Y/N believing that that Rip had left them alone to their depressive episode. As they moved their hands away, shown to the contrary, was Rip Hunter stood far closer to them from where he was previously.

Y/N stared at him.

Y/N stared at him in an attempt to read his expression. Rip believed that he could mask his emotions well, but that never seemed to be the case with Y/N. Think of it as calling upon knowledge from accompanying Rip on his many time ventures over the years.

Y/N took note of how Rip’s brows furrowed a bit, how his lips twitch at the edges to form a sad smile, and how his eyes say more then he could in a matter of seconds; Rip Hunter was concerned for Y/N L/N.

“Let’s forget about all this for now, okay? Let’s relax, take your mind off things. We’ll talk about this later.”

“Hmm,” Y/N went to take another sip of their drink, but as soon as they picked up the cup it was in a matter of seconds taken away from them, "Hey!"

“Not what I meant when I said take your mind off things.”

Y/N huffed out in annoyance and leaned back in their chair arms cross, “What did you have in mind?”

Rip placed the cup down on the table and outstretches his hand towards Y/N.

“No.”

“When is the last time we shared a dance?”

“Long enough for me to not care for it.”

“Come on, Y/N, I’ll even lead.”

Y/N stared at Rip’s outstretched hand then back to his face, where they saw the hopeful glint in his eyes and the charming if not awkward smile that accompanies it. Y/N let out an amused huff and takes his hand, “One Dance, Hunter. One.”

Rip grinned as he pulled them out of their chair, and in one smooth motion and brought Y/N close to his chest and placed their arm around his waist. Y/N admits that they are far too close for comfort, which made have second thoughts, but they kept them to themself.

Rip led Y/N to the main room of the WaveRider, swaying along to the previously played music. The two floated across the room in sync, every step matched the other's, and in turn, did so too with the melodic tune that guided them.

It was as if they were in a world of their own, Y/N began to relax from the proximity as they leaned their head onto Rip's shoulder as they glided around the room, and for this moment Y/N could relax and believe that everything would be fine.

[tvimagines221b]

Imagine: Learning Rip’s True Reason For Recruiting You.

Your life changed forever when Rip Hunter recruited you and you joined The Legends. Becoming a Legend was one of the best things to happen to you. When you first joined, Rip told you that in the future you were a hero who changed history forever. And you believed him. You believed you were destined for good. But then, you discovered that what Rip Hunter had told you, wasn’t the truth. You and the team were once again on the mission to fix an anachronism. You been tasked with looking through some of Gideon’s files to find out what you could. That’s when you found it. The newspaper article from the future. It was an article of you. An article claiming that you had becoming a very powerful meta-human who had hurt and killed a lot of people, and was being hunted. As soon as you saw it, this anger and hurt filled you. You knew you had to confront Rip Hunter. So you did. You stood across from Rip in his office. “You lied to me, Rip. You said I was a hero.” You croaked.

Rip exhaled. He never meant for you to discover the truth about your future. But now that you had known, there was no point in lying. “And you are Y/N, that I can assure you.”

“Not according to this.” Your fingers swiped across the console, revealing the future article.

Rip looked down at the article. “Y/N, this article means nothing. It most certainly isn’t true.” You shake your head. It was. This article was your future, and at least it was supposed to be. One potential future. A future where you had become a monster. “This was my future before you recruited me.” You replied. “I was supposed to be a monster.”

Rip swallowed, looking back up at you. You had to know the truth. “Y/N...” You clenched your fists, tears welling in the back of yours eyes. “Just admit it, Rip. Admit why you recruited me.”

“I recruited you-“ Rip began.

“Because you wanted to stop me from becoming a monster, right?” You finished. “You only recruited me to keep me from going down that path. But instead of being honest with me, you lied to me the entire time.” You felt hurt and betrayed. Rip kept this from you the entire time. Rip sighs. This was true. He had recruited you, because he wanted to avoid the future he had seen. He changed to change your fate. “Yes...” He muttered.

“You lied to me. I should have never trusted you.” You hissed. You felt heart broken. “I should have never come with you.”

[angelyuji]

Yandere Sara Lance + Rip Hunter Headcanons

ayoo!! im rewatching dc’s legends of tomorrow cuz it’s literally the best show ever and i keep remembering my love for rip hunter and sara lance so HERE rip and sara yandere headcanons :) these hcs will take place in season 1.

cw // Stockholm syndrome, kidnapping, mentions of bodily harm to others, yandere behavior, sara lance being a “great” girlfriend, rip hunter being an “amazing” boyfriend, delusion, toxic behavior, anger issues, physical abuse, ignoring toxic behavior

Sara Lance:

· she’s literally a trained assassin

· she could watch you from literally anywhere and you wouldn’t even know

· a whole k i l l e r

· anyone who hurts you ends up in the hospital with multiple severe injuries and crying to you about how sorry they are

· you’re like… “thanks???? i guess???”

· but anyway

· sara probably saw you somewhere in the timeline and went “goddamn, they’re fine, anD ADORABLE??”

· clumsy, cute, independent but not, book smart but not street smart, somewhat innocent people are her type

· she likes being the shoulder to lean on, she likes helping you, super super soft with you omg

· she would use the jump ship to “visit” you in different points in time to learn about you, and the more she learns, the more she falls for you

· she doesn’t fall right away, but through each time she visits you, she starts falling in love

· she would most definitely kidnap you, no matter your important to the timeline

· she wouldn’t tell the team until they accidently find you, passed out with tears streaked across your face

· they’re all, “wtF SARA??”

· and sara’s like, “we’re not taking them back, i love them and they love me and if you make me, i’m leaving with them :)”

· and rip’s like, “uhhhghhhhhhhh, fineee i guess.”

· she’s not that bad of yandere, just kidnap-y

· she does truly love you; she could never hurt you

· she doesn’t want you to think of her as a blood-thirsty, undead assassin but as your loving, comforting, wonderful girlfriend

· even when you’re being difficult (read: getting angry and trying to get her to take you back home), she won’t hurt you or be like a typical yandere, she won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to

· she’s sweet like that, but you won’t ever go back home, eventually (once you realize trying to get the others to take you back won’t work) you stop trying and force yourself to love her

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Rip Hunter:

· okay so sara might be cool, but rip??? he’s pretty much a big bitch

· he’s all about restoring the timeline and not doing anything to mess it up

· until you, of course

· bitches get lonely after losing a wife and child ig… lol

· he might have seen you on a mission, and he went “woah” in British!

· you’re stubborn and brave and kind and so so selfless…kinda reminds him of his wife…you see where i’m going with this?

· he loves you so much, you’re so similar to his wife and her bravery, there was no way he wouldn’t have fallen for you

· no matter how important you are to the timeline, rip won’t be able to hold back from taking you, protecting you from savage and every evil in the universe

· “please rip, i don’t even know you” you beg.

· “you don’t have to know me, i know you, my love” rip cups your face in his hand.

· as much as he loves you, mans anger issues gets in the way of that love

· exploding at you every time you mention going home

· “YOU CAN’T GO HOME. I’M TRYING TO KEEP YOU SAFE.” rip pulled at his hair as he yells at your tied-up form.

· “YOU KIDNAPPED ME, YOU MANIAC! LET ME GO!” you scream back.

· “I’M PROTECTING YOU! WHY? why are you angering me like this, you. are. mine. and i will protect you no matter how much you resist.”

· the others will be pissed that he plucked you out of your time, but with reassurance that you’re as unimportant as them (even if you’re actually not), they’ll let it be

· no amount of begging will get them to betray their captain (no matter how much he pisses them off), and if anything, some of them might help in keeping an eye on you

· he genuinely believes he’s doing the right thing; he believes that he has saved you, the one he loves, unlike how he couldn’t save Miranda

· and omg if you’re a snide, condescending bitch, he’d fucking hate it, he’d lose his freaking shit

· “god, (y/n), please just stay here. don’t go into Bridge. It’s not safe.” rip moves to hold you, but you move out of the way. you had gone to get something from the kitchen and see if you could get Gideon to break you out.

· “right, cause i CHOOSE to be here. i CHOOSE to be stuck here with your, insane, ass and the rest of your idiotic, oblivious, bone-headed, piece of shit friends.” you get into rip’s face with a smirk as you see him

· “(Y/N), you know I hate when you act like this.”

· “ha…ha…ha…i don’t give a SINGULAR SHIT, HUNTER” you spit into rip’s face, you see his eyes narrow before he pushes you back. you stumble back, but hold your ground.

· “how…dare you talk to me like that, (y/n), i am your ONE.” rip growls at you you refuse to back down, unafraid. rip pushes you once more, in one swift motion, his hand lands a crisp slap across your face. you stumble back onto the bed, stunned. your cheek starting to glow red.

· “this behavior,” he motions to you, “cannot happen again, my love, because i will not hesitate to put you back in your place.”

· you’re stuck with rip for the rest of time…sorry :)

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[niche-appreciation]

Rip Hunter NSFW Headcannons

Below the cut is NSFW; 18+ only!

LOVES receiving oral

Enjoys giving too - seeing you squirm when he keeps going to a point of overstimulation makes him want to keep going for as long as you (and his jaw) can take it

Only really has time for quickies, but will always make sure you are satisfied no matter the time limit

On the occasion that you two have a larger block of time, then foreplay will be luscious: prepping you (or him); kissing; heavy petting; leaving hickies

He’s vocal, but isn’t loud - his words are for you and he doesn’t want anyone else to hear what you are up to

He’ll call you ‘his’ and tell you that you’re a ‘good little slut’ (only if you are into that)

Definitely has a praise kink: tell him how good he is doing, that he is your good boy and he will be on cloud 9

If he is being dominant then expect your wrists to be pinned

Likes getting his hair gently pulled

Loves gripping your waist and hips and caressing your midrift  

[multibadassfandomimagines]

[ultra-asgaridanwarrior]

Words Left Unsaid (Rip Hunter x Reader)

Word Count: 1627

Warnings: Angst. Bullet wound and blood.

Summary: After a nasty injury from Vandal Savage leaves one of his teammates hurt, Rip must come to terms with difficult truths.

A/N: This is was originally requested by one of my close friends and posted on Quotev. Hope you enjoy!

Rip was still getting over his wife and son’s deaths.

The Time Master had tried going against Vandal Savage on his own, to no avail, which is why he had assembled the Legends in the first place, why he risked getting on the Time Masters’ bad side, why he stole the Waverider. It was all in efforts to stop him from taking the lives of his family. But he was starting to question whether they could actually pull it off.

Gideon had caught word of Savage’s leading engineer, one Michael Reyer, was attending a science and technology expo in Berlin, Germany 1948. Rip let out a soft sigh as he went over every scenario that the Legends could screw up time for the worse.

Rip came to the conclusion that he was lying to himself if he believed that anything the team did could save his family. The male knew that their deaths were a fixed point in time and yet he still fought. But even more so, he was lying to himself about Y/N. She was, ironically, the one that kept him fighting, that gave him hope. When Rip selected her to be part of the Legends he did so only with the criteria that her absence in the timeline would be trivial.

Y/N had also been one of the many causes of Rip’s anxiety. Her underdeveloped seismic powers had caused the San Francisco Earthquake to hit a year too early. But the way that her (eye-color)ed eyes looked at him with compassion and no judgment, the way that she would try, and mostly succeed, in making Rip laugh, the way that she would make sure that the Captain was doing alright….

After all that….Rip hadn’t expected to fall for her.

So like a man on a mission, hardened by battle, Rip pushed away those feelings and, subsequently, found himself pushing Y/N away in the process.

Y/N saw her chance and she took it. While the team was preoccupied with fighting off guards, Vandal’s engineer was able to sneak away. Knowing that Rip would probably let him slip through their fingers, the female did not even wait for permission before following in pursuit.

Rip’s words were still fresh in her memory and echoed in her mind: ‘You talk big but when it really comes to it, it’s all just words Y/N. So kindly, get over yourself.’  The British male had not meant the words he had said, the two adults simply got into a heated argument and said many things they didn’t mean.

The target was not particularly trained in combat so he should have been an easy target…that should have been the first indication that something was not right, but in the pursuit Y/N’s thoughts became blurred.

As she came to a large open courtyard the female glared at the man, “Mr. Reyer, you are coming with me. We can do this the hard way or the less hard way.” The pompous man, had the nerve to scoff at her which caused Y/N’s guard to drop for a split second.

Pain. Red Hot, Dull Pain. Y/N was too alarmed to let out a scream of pain as she looked down to see blood starting to spread down her shirt. Dazed, Y/N placed a hand over the wound, her adrenaline slowly fading and the sharp pain slowly overtaking her. Falling to her knees, all her energy left her and she met the ground. The shock would come next, Y/N thought.

But before the shock claimed her, she was able to make out Vandal Savage in the shadows. “This isn’t personal Ms. Y/L/N….it seems that you mean something to Captain Hunter and I intend to make him suffer.” At this point the bearded man was towering over her, Reyer standing behind him with a permanent smirk etched on his face.

Savage crouched next to Y/N and applied pressure to the wound that she had sustained at his hands. Without thought, she out a yelp of pain and Vandal’s eyes shimmered with a sick glee. “The bullet inside you was developed by Mr. Reyer here, meant to simultaneously cancel your powers and deliver doses of vibrations. A taste of your own medicine I suppose.”

Y/N wanted nothing more than to wipe that grin off his face but the pain betrayed her and Vandal saw the fear in her eye-color eyes. He chuckling manically. “Do not worry my dear, it won’t kill you. No….that would be far too merciful. You see, when killed Captain Hunter’s wife and child, it broke him. Hurting you sends a message to him: I can destroy him.”

Like a ghost he passed over her as she shook from the pain. The League of Assassins had taught Y/N well and she knew that the shock would have been the next thing to kill her and in turn, she knew how to counteract it.

Downside, without the shock she felt the the raw searing pain. The bullet had lodged itself in her lower chest and like Savage had promised, a current of vibrations radiated pain throughout her whole body. The vibrations that went through her hurt more than the shooting itself…it was more pain that Y/N had ever felt in her life.

The pain was so strong, so real….that it had consumed her to the point that she almost didn’t register letting out a blood curdling scream.

Rip was less than pleased as the fight ended, he knew it was all a distraction. Savage was probably gone with the engineer, Reyer. His finger on the trigger, he sent a bullet into the other guard. An icer, of course, the guard would be out for hours. “Are we all good?” Rip called out, putting his gun in it’s holster.

There were some groans as the Legends had sustained a few bumps and bruises but asides from that, they all seemed alright.

“Wait. Where’s Y/N?” Ray asked. Proving that the universe was out to get Rip.

Those three words had the power to shake Rip to his core. His eyes whipped around the room in hopes to find her. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he looked among the pile of the dead. Images of their fight flooded his memory and it was enough to make him tear up. He couldn’t lose her, not now, not after that fight.

As he felt his whole world slipping, he heard a scream that could only belong to Y/N. A moment of dead silence passed between the legends, she sounded in immense pain, such terrible pain that it would have been merciful to lay her to rest. Rip almost didn’t recognize it for he had never heard her in such pain. But she’s alive, the voice in Rip prompted him to react and made his legs carry him towards the sound of the screaming.

He knew it could have easily been a trap, but he didn’t care. Not a word was uttered among the Legends before they took off in a sprint after him.

Rip’s trench coat, flew through the wind and slowed to a stop; when the image that would haunt his memory came into his eye line. There Y/N was, curled up, surrounded by a pool of her own blood. She was trembling, in pain, but still alive, for her constant scream filled the space. Everything blurred away as he could see was the woman cared so deeply about, that he realized he loved, was in pain.

The stinging tears fell down his face as he took Y/N in his arms and cradled her in him, as if trying to tell her it was all okay. He felt a vibration inside her and his heart broke as she let out another anguished cry. Gideon, he spoke, his voice choked with tears. Prepare the med-bay for a critical.

Rip could read it in the Legends faces. The pity, the sadness, the realization that Y/N might not survive. But that didn’t matter, it couldn’t be true. There were still words left unsaid…

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Extended ending:

Y/N was dead. She had to be, for there was no more pain. Was it what death felt like? She couldn’t remember a world without the excruciating pain she had only just experienced.

Her eyes fluttered open and immediately Y/N was greeted by a white light. As her vision settled, she found herself in the med bay of the Waverider.  “What?” Y/N muttered in confusion, a blunt pain radiating in her head, assuring her that she was alive. Ms. Y/L/N, you’re awake, you heard Gideon say with warmth. I will alert Captain Hunter right away.

Rip, she thought. Joy overtook her but quickly diminished as she remembered the fight they had prior to the mission. To her it had only taken a few hours ago. But to Rip, it had been a little over four weeks, with no definite chance that Y/N would wake up.

Groaning, Y/N sat up from the med bay bed, her bare feet touching the metal ground. Miss Y/N, I would not advise you to get up. You have been in a coma for 32 days. You must rest.

The female was about to tell the AI that 32 days of rest was more than enough, when the sound of feet rushing up the med bay doors caught her attention. The doors opened with a hiss and she saw Rip standing there. His eyes were wet with tears as he smiled at her and Y/N couldn’t help but smile back.

“Hello stranger,” the female finally spoke.

[multifandomfix]

"You loved him, didn’t you," he asked, smirking. You knew what he was doing, why he was bringing this up. "This other Rip, the one you claim I once was."

"Yes," you admitted.

"Then come with us. Remind me of this man I was, and you can have me," he said.

"No," you replied, standing your ground. "I won’t. I’ll get the real Rip Hunter back, whether he’ll ever love me or not."

For anon