More Than Bravery (Part 1)

Ok but. Same.

For: Anon

Imagine: Being on patrol with your boyfriend Eric and best friend Four. Eric and Four argue the entire time but when Eric gets hurt, he has to ask Four to help him.

Four is your best friend, he has been since you two were in the same initiation class, he is almost 11 months older than you are, so he always treated you like his little sister. When you started dating Eric two years ago during initiation, Four definitely was not happy; he and Eric were rivals after all. You eventually convinced him that Eric wasn’t bad for you, but that didn’t stop the two of them from constantly fighting.

Today the three of you were asked to patrol the factionless portion of the city. This will be a long day.

“Good luck, kids, and take care of yourself,” Max says to the three of you as just as you’re about to leave.

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I can relate to this 

i relate to this on a spiritual level.

can you do 6, 7 and 23 for oliver queen? I loved your other one, thank you!!!!

Of course you can :)

#6: “We had a small explosion.”#7: “I just want to hear your voice.”#23: “I can’t lose you. I can’t.”

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Diggle ran through the construction sight as fast as he could, keeping his gun aimed forward in case any of the perps jumped out in front of him.

He had lost sight of Oliver about two minutes ago, though he was sure he was doing just fine.

It was an ordinary recon mission, a couple low life drug dealers trying to sell to high school students. In fact, it was so simple that Oliver gave the rest of the team the night off.

The only inhabitant of the Arrow Cave was you, taking over Felicity’s job for the night and instructing them where to go.

“Spartan,” you said, “turn left and then left again. You’ll come up to Arrow battling a couple of them.”

He didn’t even bother to say anything back, he just kept on running where you instructed him to.

“Arrow,” you called into his coms, “Spartan is coming up in your right. The leader just took of to the left, follow him Spartan will deal with the others.”

You wanted to wish him good luck or say something funny, however at that exact moment Curtis walked in and walked directly into one of Oliver’s wracks of arrows.

The explosive ones.

Both of you ducked as two of the arrows exploded. It was only a small explosion. But it must have made a huge noise over the coms because the next thing you knew, Oliver and Diggle were shouting in their side.

“Y/N! What happened? Are you okay?” Diggle called.

You quickly explained what happened to him and he only laughed and said that he was heading back to the Arrow Cave now.

However, you had no reply from Oliver. Which worried you because you knew that he could get very worried about very small things when it came to you.

“Ollie?” you called over the coms, “You okay?”

When you did hear a reply, you immediately sent Diggle his exact location and told him to go check on Oliver.

After a few stressed out minutes (with Curtis apologizing for the burn mark now present by the arrow wracks) Diggle’s voice came through the coms again, “Y/N, you mind heading down here? Oliver’s not in the best mind set.”

You didn’t even ask any questions, just agreed and grabbed your coat to take with you.

When you arrived at his location you saw him leaning against the wall of an old warehouse. His hood was down, his mask off, his hair a mess and his eyes bloodshot.

The sad thing was, this wasn’t the first time you had seen him like this.

“Dig,” you called softly to him, “go wait by my car please. We’ll come out in a little while.”

He nodded and walked off. Leaving the two of you alone.

You immediately sat down in front of Oliver, straddling him like you had done so many times before.

“Hey Ollie,” you whispered running your hands through his hair, “what’s going on in that head of yours?”

His only reply was to wrap his arms around you and burry his head in your shoulder.

“I thought something happened to you. I heard a scream and then an explosion and my coms cut out and I couldn’t hear you and I didn’t know what happened to you and I just… I can’t lose you. I can’t.”

“Shh,” you replied, “you won’t. I’m right here. And I’m not going anywhere.”

You knew he had had a panic attack in that random alley way. You knew his legs had given way. You knew memories of his past where haunting him. You knew him better than he knew himself.

But you didn’t say you knew any of that, instead you just say there until you felt his heart rate slowly lower.

“Okay,” you said softly, not wanting to startle him, “you ready to move?”

He shook his head, which was still buried in your shoulder, “I just want to hear your voice.”

“Okay,” you said, “well we had a small explosion thanks to Curtis. Nothing big, he just walked into your explosive arrows. We really need to put those arrows somewhere safe.”

He didn’t reply, but you felt he had stopped shaking which was an improvement.

You didn’t move for a long time, but you would have stayed there as long as you needed to.

Because deep down you knew, you needed him as much as he needed you.

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I have no idea where this came from.

But thanks for reading :)

Feel free to request a prompt or an imagine. I write for the Chicago series, all D.C. tv shows as well as a bunch of book series and bands (full list somewhere on my page).

Behind The Scenes Pt. 19

Summary: The reader is Jensen’s girlfriend (fiancé) and also a cast member of the show. Discover their journey to parent hood and marriage as they go.

Author: deanwinchester-af

Characters: Jensen, Reader, Jared and Cast Cameos.

Pairings: Single!Jensen x Actress!Reader

Words: 1.8k+

Warnings: None.

Disclaimer: NO HATE TOWARDS DANNEEL!

A/N: One part before it’s hiatus for this series…  Please, check this announcement. Hope y’all like this, feedback is appreciated it.

THANKS FOR READING, ENJOY ♥

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“I’m not leaving you alone, Y/N!” Jensen shouted.

You burst into laughter when Jensen messed up his line by saying your name. He hid himself from the camera by resting his head on your shoulder. His lips touching your neck as he laughed. Your dark curls covering his face.

“Don’t you dare to leave me alone, Jay!” You shouted with an over dramatic tone.

Everyone around you were laughing their ass off. It wasn’t any day when Jensen messed up genuinely. Usually it was just to make you laugh in the middle of a scene. Today was an exception, Jensen was messing up his lines. He step back after kissing your neck softly and getting back into his mark.

“And… Action!” Bob shouted.

You breathed in, waiting for Jensen to storm into the room with his Dean’s frustrated scowl. Jensen slammed the door open, making your character step up from the bed quickly. Jensen give you his best Dean’s hurt eyes. You sighed, acting sad because Katherine already know Dean’s knows.

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MASTERLIST PART TWO

NCIS

Gibbs:

Mute

Storms

Trust in you 

Angels

Please come down…

Let it go

Makeup date

Abby 

I’m always here

Dinozzo

Give me a reason

Home

SUPERNATURAL

Gabriel

Not your fault

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Part six

Part seven

Part eight

LUCIFER X READER

Love me?

CASTIEL X READER

Happy

SAM X GABE:

Christmas

AVENGERS

Tony Stark

Secrets out

Bucky Barnes

Pumpkin carving?

Thor

Candy?

Clint:

Go out with me?

Steve:

I’m sorry

Tradition

SHERLOCK

Sherlock:

Listen

CROSSOVERS

NCIS/Supernatural family business 

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Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Final

Nonexistent (Peter Parker Au)

Summary: Thanos goes through with his plan. Reader and Peter face the outcome.

Warnings: SPOILERS!!!, Sad, death, angst, you know what happens

Word Count: 1,042

Pairing: Peter Parker x fem!Reader

A/n: Don’t take my gif, please. Just so you know I cried while writing this.

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“What does this monster have to mourn?” Drax questioned angrily.

“Gamora.” Nebula said in realization.

“What?” Quill looked at her.

“He took her to Vormir. He came back with the soul stone. She didn’t.”

“Okay Quill, you got to cool it right now. Do you understand?” Tony said. “D-don’t, don’t. Don’t engage we almost got this off!” Tony begged as you three were tugging the gauntlet off.

“Tell me she’s lying.” Quill turned to Thanos.

“Asshole tell me you didn’t do it!” He yelled in his face.

“I had to.” Thanos breathed out as Mantis was struggling to hold him.

“No, you didn’t.” Quill shook his head. “No, you didn’t.” He started taking a step back.

“Quill please don’t!” You cried out as you tugged harder.

But it was too late, Quill swung his hand forward hitting Thanos directly in the face repeatedly.

“Quill,” Mantis called his name. Quill kept repeating, “No you didn’t,” as he kept hitting him.

Tony lunged forward trying to get Quill to stop. You and Peter were still trying to get the gauntlet off. It wasn’t working and before you knew it Thanos broke free from the trance pulling his arm back. You fell on top of Peter when you both stumbled back. Thanos grabbed Mantis like she weighed nothing and flung her forward.

“Oh god!” Peter got up going after her. He grunted as he wrapped his arms around her securely. He used his spider-legs to prevent their rough landing on the ground. They rolled before Peter was crisscrossed above the ground, holding her against his iron suit as his spider-legs supported them from falling forward.

Thanos shoved Tony and Quill forward. Everything turned into a blur after he threw the moon at Tony. The whole place got affected by the impact. You started drifting in the air. 

“I got you. I got you. Sorry I can’t remember anybody’s names.” Peter groaned as he started webbing everyone making sure they didn’t float away. He glanced around finally catching a glimpse of you floating motionless.

“Y/n I got you!” He shot a web out, it stuck to your suit. He began pulling on it to get you closer to him.

Once you were chest to chest, he tapped the side of your iron helmet watching as it disappeared revealing your closed eyes. 

“Hey Y/n wake up.” He grabbed your face tapping it lightly.

Your eyes fluttered open slowly. You stared at Peter then proceeded to hug him.

“Did we win?” You muttered in his neck.

“I don’t think so.” He pulled back looking at you with a worried expression. Both of you started making your way to the ground as everyone else.

Everything seemed to die down. Many pieces of rubble floating around. It felt like the calming after a storm hit. Only in this scenario, the storm was Thanos, and it was hard to think that it was all over.

“Somethings happening…” Mantis said.

Everyone looked at her. You watched her intently wondering why she said that, but you got your answer as she started turning into dust. You let out a gasp and you took a step back. You noticed Quill looking over to his right. 

“Quill?” Drax gasped before disappearing into thin air.

Quill looked over at Tony worriedly. Tony knew already.

“Steady Quill?” 

“Oh man.” He vanished almost instantly.

“Tony, there was no other way.” You whipped your head around just as Dr. Strange let out his last breath. His body begins to dissolve into nothing but ashes and dust.

“Mr. Stark.”

No god please no. 

“I don’t feel so good.” 

“You’re alright.” Tony did his best to reassure him.

“I–I don-I don’t know what’s happening.” Peter started walking towards Tony. He clung to him for dear life. Panic could be heard in his voice. 

“I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go, Mr. Stark, please.” He muttered out desperately. “Please, I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go.“ They both fell to the ground. 

You picked up your feet and fell to your knees next to him. You caressed his hair letting a few drops of tears fall down your cheeks.

"No, no, no, no, please don’t leave me, don’t leave me here Peter.” You gripped his hand tightly feeling a bit of hope still as he gripped your hand back. You leaned down quickly pecking his cheek. He turned his gaze to Tony.

“I’m sorry…” He spoke out as his head lopped to the right. His body starts to dissolve from his feet slowly making its way up. His body was purely dust and ashes, leaving your hand black. You cried out as little pieces of dust began forming on his neck and slowly all over his face. 

He was gone… 

It didn’t feel real. He couldn’t just be here one minute and not exist the next. It was not logically possible. However, you were proven wrong. 

You turned your hands over examining what was left of Peter. Just a bunch of ash. Tony took a glance at you before curling up placing his hands up to his lips.

“He did it.” Nebula spoke up.

“What just happened?!” You gritted your teeth.

Nebula looked down not meeting your gaze.

“He can’t just be gone. Peter can’t just somehow stop exiting from the world…He can’t be gone, he can’t be…” You stood up looking around the planet Titan. Everything was destroyed. Even more so than how it was when you arrived.

“I didn’t even get to tell him I lo—" 

Nebula looked up wanting to know why you stopped speaking. She noticed the small form of dust. Tony didn’t even look up too afraid of watching someone else disappear and not being able to do anything about it. He heard your faint gasp and then everything silent. 

He looked up and he didn’t see you anymore.

"It’s devastating when it’s the kids who are affected.” Nebula admitted.

“They were only sixteen.” Tony let out a shakily sigh.

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MY BLOODY EVERYTHING (Newt x reader)

Request:

Hey so could you write that scene where newt dies a little differently where he lives because his gf saves him thank you so much

Yeah of course ❤️💟 this has been on my mind too anyway 🤫😅

From the distance you could hear loud grunts and some ear piercing shouts as you ran even faster than before. Up the stairs, then around the block, eventually you found what you were looking for, but the sight you had to take in wasn’t so pleasant.

You just saw Thomas hitting out a gun of Newt’s hand. But Newt didn’t wait, he attacked Thomas right away, jumping on him, hitting him, kicking him in every way it was possible.

Thomas was laying on the ground as Newt hit him again and again. You ran to them shouting louder and harder than you have ever done in your life “Newt stop!”

As soon as the worlds left your mouth his movements stopped. He slowly turned his head towards you. He was already half crank and it broke your heart, but you had to go on. You had to win time, so the others could give him the serum.

You took a deep breath and stepped towards him, yet he still didn’t move. You had no idea what was gonna happen, and honestly you were terrified that nothing was left from your Newt, but still you kept getting closer and closer.

“Y/N, don’t.” Thomas warned you, and the moments the words left his mouth Newt screamed in a way you were sure you were gonna go deaf. You were too busy covering your ears, you didn’t see Newt knocking Thomas out and then charging towards you violently.

He came at you, and the both of you fell on the ground. His hands quickly found their way around your neck, chocking you with such a force, you didn’t knew was possible. You could feel the oxygen leaving your whole body, slowly fading away into something that was like a deep slumber. With everything you’ve had, you swung your right leg and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Newt fell next to you, and while your kick slowed him down a bit, he was on foot again in no time.

Luckily you were faster as you straddled him and tried to hold him down.

“Thomas!” You tried to wake him up while struggling to keep a screaming and kicking Newt on the ground “We’re running out of time here!”

But no answer came and you couldn’t leave Newt. You looked down at him and your face softened. He seemed so… far away.

“Love” you whispered as you could feel a tear coming down your face. “Newt, please.” You begged for him to come back to you, to be himself again, the loving, determined, calm Newt you fell in love with. You felt desperate and deep down you felt yourself losing the last little spark of hope you had in yourself. “Goddamit Newt, listen to me! This isn’t you, you have to fight this shit and beat it!” You shouted at him. “You can’t let this take you away from me, you can’t let it take over you! Please!” But Newt didn’t seem to care a thing about what you were telling him as he finally found a way out of your grasp and hit you hard in the chest.

You fell back and for a few moments you couldn’t breath properly. By the time you caught your breath, Newt was on the top of you holding a knife in his hands, aiming at you. He started pushing it into you and you grabbed his wrists, pushing him away from you.

For a moment time seemed to freeze for you as you were just laying there, under Newt, who was about to end your life. You were still keeping the knife away from your chest, but it was just a matter of seconds before you ran out of all your remaining power. You closed your eyes and decided it’s better to die by Newt than to kill him. You would never be able to do that no matter what. Even if the whole humanity’s faith would depend on it, you just wouldn’t be able to do it. You loved him too much. One last time you let that warm feeling fill you up.

From corner of your mouth your tried to smile at him as you opened your eyes. “It’s alright Newt.” You said. “I’m alright.” You told him softly and his eyes seemed to change a bit, but you were sure by now it was all your imagination. “I love you and that’s all that matters. Do it. It’s gonna be okay.” You closed your eyes and let your hands fall to the floor.

You were waiting for the sharp pain in your chest, but it never came. You didn’t dare to open your eyes until you heard a familiar voice.

“You shank, this wasn’t the plan!” You heard Minho’s irritated and angry voice as he grabbed you hard and lifted you from the ground. “I love you, that’s all that matters. I’m alright Newt.” He mimicked you as he still held you strong. “No, no and no! It’s not alright if you give up! You need to fight even if everything in you says not to!”

You couldn’t even register in your mind what he said, all you could think about was Newt. “WHERE IS HE?!” You shouted and pushed Minho off of you and looked around.

You saw Newt laying on the flooring his back, completely still. You looked at Brenda who was kneeling beside him, holding an empty injector in her hand.

“This was supposed to give him time.” She said quietly and looked to the ground. She slowly stood up.

You didn’t even look at her, you just ran to Newt and grabbed his hand strong. You felt like your throat was burning but you finally managed to crack out a few words. “I need you.” You whispered as you pulled his body closer to yours. You could feel everyone’s eyes on you but you didn’t care. “I need you more than I have ever needed anything and more than I will ever need anything in my life.” You paused. “Please Newt.” You turned your head away and tears started to stream down your face fast. You started sobbing, maybe this really was over. Maybe you really did lose him.

You heard a weak cough from Newt’s body’s way, and you thought your mind is a cruel thing to play jokes like this on you. This made you cry even harder than before.

But suddenly the coughing became louder and you looked down at Newt. You couldn’t believe your eyes. He was awake. Don’t get me wrong, he seemed like the worst version of himself, his eyes were half closed, his body seemed so weak and he was dirty as hell, but he was there and he was breathing. He was alive. Newt was alive. You couldn’t believe it.

“Guys!” You called behind your back and then turned back to Newt. “Don’t worry love, you’ll be fine.”

FEW DAYS LATER

You walking towards the room Newt was kept. After getting the temporary antidote, he seemed to wake up, but after a few sane moments he blacked out in your arms immediately.

Not long after he got the vaccine made of Thomas’ immune blood, so he was supposed to be okay. “Supposed to be.” You thought.

You were in safe heaven, you were supposed to start a new life here with Newt. You were supposed to be with Newt. Instead you were alone.

You reached the door and you pushed into ahead and stepped into the room. He was laying on his bed, perfectly still.

You walked beside him and sat down in the chair you have been sleeping in the last few days. You grabbed his hand.

“Hey love.” You greeted him.

Hours passed and you felt yourself give in to your tiredness. You were still holding Newt’s hand.

You woke up to a gentle but steady grab on your hand. You felt more awake than ever. “I’m here, I’m awake. Is everything alright?” You asked rushed, thinking it was Minho or Thomas who woke you up.

But instead your were greeted by the tired eyes of Newt. He was smiling at you.

“Hey love.” He said. His voice was raspy and quiet but you couldn’t have cared less. You couldn’t move as you could feel him sliding over in his bed, making place for you beside him and raising the blanket.

He didn’t have to say anything, you were next to him in less than a second, wrapping your arms around his waist. His body was warm, like it always was. He wrapped his arms around your body protectively and held you tight.

“You came back.” You told him after a while, not moving an inch from his embrace.

“You’re my bloody everything. I couldn’t have left you behind Y/N.” He told you and you only pushed yourself closer to him, if it was possible.

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OMG I feel so happy right now 😅🙏🏼 I wish this happened 😭😭😭

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i hope the anonymous person who sent the "i used to live in your house. i'm drunk in boston and it's the only address i know. happy holidays" postcard is aware that they wrote my favourite poem