#the librarans

[thewriting-dragon]

Librarians Headcanons:

Favorite Drinks

Jenkins:

Tie between tea and Coke

Cassandra:

Fruit Juices 

Jake:

LoneStar Beer

Flynn:

Fanta, Orange probably.

Eve:

Infused water. Coconut Water too probably. 

Ezekiel:

Lemonade  

[as-everything-should-be]

The file, February prompt #22

You were surrounded. Jake, Eve and Flynn were ready to fight but you stopped them. You didn’t told them to stop, they just did after you spoke. “I left, why do you want me still? Doesn’t the ‘first place’ ’s enough for you?” you asked “not till you’re alive” you ran towards him and kicked his stomach, making him stumble backwards and bump him head into the wall, making him lose conscienciousness. You knock-out the other agents and take out from under your pants, beside your ankle, a dagger and walk in a circle with the last ex-co-worker left, which was your partner. “You don’t have to do this” you say “Sorry, y/n but I agree. You’ve been around too long.”. He tries a swipe at your stomach with his knife, but you take a step back. He tries to take you inside a “bite” aiming two knives at your neck and you block that too, you take advantage of his knee, which he just highered,trying to kick you in the stomach, you stepped on it and hit his face with your knee, sending him to the ground. You picked up his gun, checked how many bullets there were, and put it inside your pants, with your belt blocking it.

“Let’s go"you say firmly, without looking back. ~~~ The librarians, Eve and Jenkins are all gathered in the annex, reading or playing, depends on who you look at. You enter the room and slam THE file on the table. "I know you don’t trust me anymore, I understand that, I totally do. I lied to about who I am and to talk truthfully, I don’t even know why you let me stay here still.” you say looking at the table. You sigh “This is my file. Everything I am, I was, every operation, it’s in here.” you rubbed your arms and started to walk away, when you felt Cassandra hugging you. You held unto her like your life depended on it. “We don’t care who you were, we care who you are now. And who you are is our friend. Right guys?” asked Eve. They agreed altogether and you let a tear slip. “Thank you.”