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Request: Anon- I have been sick with COVID . But reading your stories has helped. Wondering if you could write a story about yelenax reader (romantic or platonic) where Yelena is worried as the reader is in the hospital sick. Thanks!
Word Count: 444
Author: Charlotte
“You can see her for a second, but she does need to rest.”
The nurse tried to speak calmly to Yelena, but she didn’t listen. All that Yelena cared about was getting into the room to see you, having already threatened to end the life of several medical professionals when they refused to let her see you earlier. She barged into the room rushing over to your hospital bed, not caring for anything that got into her way.
She leant down towards you, clasping one of your hands in hers making sure to miss the cannula that was taped down to the reverse of that hand.
“Are you okay?” Yelena asked. “They wouldn’t tell me anything.”
“Have you been causing trouble?” You said with a pained smile causing yourself to cough, sending pain through your body.
You peered over to the nurse, whose face provided you more than enough information on how your girlfriend had reacted in you time since you’d been admitted to the hospital.
“They claim I am not family, but they are able to be persuaded,” she frowned. “I wasn’t going to leave you in this place on your own, especially not without knowing what was going on.”
You mustered up as much energy as you could to squeeze Yelena’s hand to try and reassure her.
“There’s not much to tell yet. They think that it’s to do with my lungs but until I can get in for a scan in the morning, they won’t know. They’ve started running tests so who knows what they’ll find.”
It was annoying to not know what was going on but you already had tubes and wires coming out of everywhere, so you had to trust your doctors and nurses in doing the best for you.
“You were unconscious,” she huffed. “I thought you died.”
“I’m sorry that I scared you-“
“I wasn’t scared.”
Yelena cut you off to correct you, still not capable of accepting any form of weakness about her.
“Sorry,” you said. “I didn’t mean to worry you. I don’t know what happened but thank you for getting me to the hospital so quickly.”
Yelena rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t going to just leave you on the floor.
You attempted to shoot Yelena an unimpressed look but the nasal cannula limited your ability to move your nose.
“Well depending on what it is, I could have died, so I appreciate you saving me and also staying by my side.”
“I’m not going anywhere, no matter what those people say.”
The nurse in the doorway let out a sign, knowing that even if you were an easy patient, Yelena would make things difficult.
Request:@xxxtwilightaxelxxx - Okay heres another one, may I request a Wanda Maximoff one where she comes home from a long mission and when she does it all seems to be quiet which is odd but then she hears her gf yn crying and immediately springs into action ready to defend her gf when it turns out yn is watching something and crying over it, but of course jolts when Wanda appears out of no where, not having received a message. Ends with tired Wanda teasing yn a bit over it while yn gives her all the cuddles she needs and deserves. Please and thank you, hope this is okay
Word Count: 445
Author: Charlotte
Having an avenger as a girlfriend had its highlights and its tribulations. You loved Wanda with all of your heart, but it did mean that she would be away from home often for extended periods of time to go on missions. It was hard to have her gone for so long, often without a certain timeframe along with the dangerous type of job that she did.
You tried your best to make the most of the time that you had alone at home, often getting some extra chores done and some extra reading without distraction. This time you had ended up in a reading block, so settled on a few movies to make your way through. You’d settled done one evening a week or so after Wanda had left and watched a film. You didn’t know what it was about, but it ended up being far sadder than you expected. Tears had tumbled down your face, soaking into the front of your pyjama top as you ugly sobbed throughout the film.
All of your attention had been on the sad scenes on the screen, so intensely that you hadn’t heard Wanda come home, not until she appeared in the living room, red waves extending from her hands as she frantically looked around.
You couldn’t help but scream when she rushed into the room, having not expected to see her that day at all, let alone without hearing her enter the home.
“What’s wrong?” She asked clasping onto your arms. “What happened?”
It took you a second to settle your panicked breathing to figure out what was going on and why she seemed so worried.
“What do you mean?” You questioned.
“Why are you crying?”
Your panic immediately faltered as you giggled at your girlfriend’s expression.
“Nothing’s wrong,” you smiled. “I was watching a sad film.”
The red swirls from her hands disappeared as her eyebrows furrowed whilst she looked down at you.
“I was worried,” she berated. “I don’t see you for a week and come home to hearing you sob; I didn’t know what had happened.”
You opened your arms for her, and she happily obliged, sitting down with you on the sofa in your arms, in a long-missed embrace.
“How was the mission?” You asked, playing with her long reddish-brown hair.
“Tiring,” she sighed. “I am just happy to be home with you.”
She pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek before turning her attention to the film that was still playing on the screen. “What are you watching?”
“It’s almost finished, but we can watch another film together?” You offered.
Wanda nodded her head, settling back into the cuddle on the sofa.
Request: Anon- Hi can I request a Clint Barton x reader romantic relationship The reader getting hurt during a mission and then find out she’s pregnant?
Word Count: 452
Author: Charlotte
Clint did as he said and got you out of the building in under the five minutes, he had expected it to take. As soon as he got you into the helicopter, he was demanding every ounce of medical assistance that they could offer for you. Even with him being a worrier and a bit of a hindrance to those trying to help you, they had managed to secure the wound until you could get to the hospital. A myriad of tests was run on you to make sure you were okay before the wound was cleaned and fixed up.
He had stayed by your side the whole time. No matter how many times medical professionals suggested that he go to get a drink or something to eat, he was glued to the seat next to you until you were given a clear bill of health.
With your wound bandaged up and ready to heal on its own, you were redressed in something less blood-sodden and waiting sat on the edge of the hospital bed, legs dangling down, for the doctor to return.
“You need to take it easy,” Clint berated, stopping you from reaching for your handbag an arm’s length on the bed. “You aren’t going back into the field for a long time.”
“No, I don’t,” you sighed. “It’s fine. Give me a week and I’ll be good as new.”
Before he could tell you off, your doctor had returned to your room.
“I have your discharge papers,” the doctor smiled.
“So, is everything okay?” You checked.
The doctor nodded. “Everything came back fine, but there was one thing that we didn’t expect. I’m not sure if you are aware but you are pregnant.”
Everything paused. You had discussed starting a family and although it was something you both wanted, you weren’t on a timeframe nor did you have any direct plans, meaning this pregnancy was wanted but certainly not planned.
“I’m pregnant?” You croaked; your mouth instantly dry. “Was everything okay?”
“Yes, you are, everything seems normal, but we suggest you get an appointment with your obstetrician to make sure.”
The doctor wished you well, heading off to their next patient.
You turned your attention to your husband who had a bright smile on his face. He jumped up as soon as the door closed and scooped you up into a hug, doing his best to avoid hurting your bullet wound.
“We’re having a baby,” he grinned.
“I can’t believe it,” you smiled. “I really can’t believe that I’m pregnant.”
“I’m so happy,” he whispered, his joy overwhelming him and forcing tears into his eyes. “But I promise you aren’t going into the field for a very long time.”
Request: Anon- Hi can I request a Clint Barton x reader romantic relationship The reader getting hurt during a mission and then find out she’s pregnant?
Word Count: 493
Author: Charlotte
You grabbed another arrow from your quiver prepared for your next encounter with anyone. Clint kicked down the next door, leaving you to cover him if any of the HYDRA agents were in the office that you were about to enter. As soon as you saw the HYDRA patch on the uniform, you released your arrow before preparing a second to shoot at the second agent in the room. Both men fell to the floor. You each rushed to one of the agents, taking any weapons, keys or identification from them, knowing that they would likely come in handy.
“See if this works,” you said to your husband, throwing over the key card that you had found in the agent’s shirt pocket.
Clint rushed to the computer whilst you went the opposite way to the door. You closed it, pushing a chair under the handle. It wouldn’t necessarily stop anyone getting in for long, but it would give you enough notice to be able to fight back instead of being caught unawares.
You had originally met Clint when you were training as SHIELD agents, becoming close friends and blossoming a romance. It didn’t take long before you were seasoned agents and married and then became avengers together. He was your partner in life, marriage and work, neither of you doing much without having the other there.
You made your way over to the computer where Clint was working his way to get into it to gain the files that you had been sent for.
“Do we have everything to get in?” You questioned.
“I think so,” he said, half listening but mainly focusing on what he was doing.
For the second you had focused on your husband, you hadn’t paid any attention to the two men that were on the floor. By the time you heard one of them move, you already had a gun pointed at you. You reached for one of the pistols you had taken from them but as you managed to point it back at him and pull the trigger, the bullet had already ripped through your shoulder.
You let out a scream, Clint grabbing hold of you before you could stumble back onto the desk behind you. With you in one arm, he moved to press his communication device.
“Y/N is down,” he shouted. “Medevac now! We’ll be at the west exit in five.”
“No,” you groaned. “I’m fine, we can finish.”
He shook his head. “We’re getting you help, fuck this mission, I’m not losing you.”
You knew that there was no point in arguing with him. You loved Clint dearly, but you knew that he could be stubborn, especially when it came to your wellbeing.
“He had an ankle holster, I didn’t see it,” you grunted. “I’m sorry.”
Clint grabbed anything that he could find before grabbing hold of you to help support you as he would help you get out of the building.
Request:@xxxtwilightaxelxxx - And lastly, a Carol Danvers one where she gets sent a picture of goose wearing a tie and collar from her gf yn and finds it cute, surprised goose let her do it. But when she comes home finds goose now wearing on of those fake lion manes you put over around their heads. Only to find yn has bought various outfits from bowties to booties to full outfits like tuxedos and halloween ones and has been taking pictures and videos of goose to show Carol when she comes back. Of course Carol finding this super cute but even more surprised goose let her do it. Until she assumes that goose really enjoys this and the affection she gets from yn. Okay please and thank you and hope the three ive sent weren’t too long and too detailed lol have a lovely day/evening
Word Count: 467
Author: Charlotte
Having cuddled up with your pet flerken, you had struggled to stay awake, leaving the two of you snuggled up on the sofa and dozing off. With Carol away working somewhere on the other side of the universe, you enjoyed the company of Goose, making the most of the time the two of you got alone. With Carol’s work you rarely knew when she was actually going to come home, her schedule often changing frequently, leaving you pleasantly surprised whenever she did finally return to you.
Today she woke you up. You jumped awake, having fallen asleep with only a flerken in the house, but as soon as you saw Carol’s smile, you realised that it wasn’t someone having broken into your home.
“You’re home,” you lazily smiled, propping yourself up on your elbows, the flerken on your lap stretching out, having also just woken up.
“I finished up early and came home, I should be back for at least the next week,” she stated. “I do have a question though.”
“What?”
Carol looked down at her flerken before looking back up at you. “Why is Goose dressed as a lion?”
Your eyes became wide. You had hoped that Carol wouldn’t have seen the costume that Goose was wearing, normally having it removed before she was even on the same planet as you, but seen as you fell asleep, you hadn’t had a chance to hide it. The orange cat-like creature was contently sat on your lap, a fluffy mane around his face.
“He looks cute,” you smiled innocently. “And I think he likes it.”
“I’m surprised you still have your hands after putting that on him. I can’t believe he let you do that and that he fell asleep in it.”
You moved Goose to the sofa beside you as you made your way around to the side of the sofa.
“I have a little secret to do with what Goose and I get up to when you’re not home.”
You pulled out the box that you had slotted behind the sofa and hidden from your girlfriend since you had been living together. Moving the box onto the arm of the sofa, you opened it, revealing numerous cat-sized costumes and a small stack of photographs. You handed her the pictures.
“I dress him up whenever you’re gone. I didn’t think he’d let me at first, but I think he likes it, or at least he tolerates it,” you shrugged.
Carol flicked through the pictures, looking at Goose dressed up in a variety of different costumes.
“I don’t know whether to be mad that you hid this from me or to be happy at how adorable he is,” she sighed. “But for now you should be relieved that Goose likes you enough to dress him like that.”
Request: Anon- Bucky Barnes and “I love you more than anything in this world” pleas❤️
Word Count: 502
Author: Charlotte
Hospitals rooms were almost like a second home for you. Fighting crime and being a general badass led to regular injuries and as long as you could come out of the hospital at some point it seemed like a win. Whenever you went on missions, you were almost certain to get hurt, so you just hoped for minor injuries but this time it wasn’t as you had wanted. You had been distracted in the midst of a fight that you hadn’t noticed a different person with a gun. The bullet had ripped through your abdomen, leaving you in a pool of your own blood. You had luckily not been alone, and Bucky had been able to take them both out before getting you medical assistance, but past him calling for help, you had lost consciousness.
When you had awoken, the bright lights of the hospital room burned your eyes terribly. Next to you sat Bucky, whilst a woman in a nurse’s uniform stood sorting out the machine that you were hooked up to. You tried to sit up, but both of the people rushed to your side to gently push you back into the bed.
“You need your rest,” the nurse said softly. “You have been given some pretty strong pain medication, so you might feel drowsy or confused. I’ll just go get your doctor to explain everything for you now that you’re awake.”
She shuffled out of the room, leaving you alone with Bucky. He seemed relieved to see you awake, having seen the extent of the damage that the shot had done to you.
“How are you feeling?” He asked.
The nurse had been right, your mind seemed like it was in a fog, and you didn’t seem to have any energy to fight off the thoughts that came into your head from escaping out of your mouth.
“I’m glad you’re here,” you smiled, struggling to keep your eyes fully open. “I wouldn’t want anyone else here.”
Bucky didn’t really know what you meant seen as you hadn’t answered his question at all.
“Of course, I wasn’t going to leave you here on your own.”
You lazily held onto his hand, your grip weak and half of your fingers fallen from his palm.
“I love you more than anything in this world,” you whispered.
It had been something you had felt for as long as you had known him but seen as you were unable to control your thoughts, you let yourself say more than you had ever thought you could until you regretted it all when the medication had worn off. Little had you known, he had felt the same, but he couldn’t help but feel disappointed to learn of your feelings now that you weren’t fully there in your mind.
With a pained heart, he gave your hand a tight squeeze. “When you feel better, we can talk about it.”
You nodded your head before your eyelids finally became too heavy for you to fight to keep open.
Request: Anon- Bucky Barnes and “I put everything on hold for you”
Word Count: 1070
Author: Charlotte
As they saying goes ‘tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. You couldn’t have agreed any less with that status. When you first met James Buchanan Barnes, you fell head over heels and your courtship was completely perfect in your eyes. He had a kind and loving heart, and made you feel good about yourself in ways you hadn’t without him. You couldn’t have imagined life without him, not even when he was to head off to war, you felt unstoppable, and would have sworn that he would come home to you, and you only felt that confirmed when he proposed to you before he got on the train to leave for the army.
By no means were you naïve. You knew the dangers of war, even with the main fight far away from you, you were not blind to the damage it was causing but the fog of young love forbade you from thinking that even war could get in the way of the two of you. How blind you had been. He didn’t return to you and the reality of that never truly set in, such an intense pain could not be felt without destroying you. Steve apologised for losing him, for not having done more but you didn’t blame him, you were just grateful that he was safe.
Your life crumbled from that day. Who you had been as the future Mrs Barnes was lost with your fiancé, and you were just left as a shell of the person you once were. You needed a distraction and Steve introduced you to his friend Peggy who was able to find you a job and once he disappeared, you only went deeper into it.
Once the war ended, the rumours of something continuing to rumble under the surface and as people had once believed the research into super soldiers weren’t put on hold. You had nothing else to live for and put yourself forward for being a guinea pig, not caring about what happened to you. You didn’t die though, you suffered the experiments, but you came out as a new you, still damaged by the pain in your heart, still grieving and anger-filled but now with unknown levels of powers. The scientists had put you through strenuous tests after to see what had happened to you, and as your powers became clearer, you did what your fiancé had always done best, fought for the little guy.
You’d never be Captain America, but you were a hero to New York, able to use your powers for good, keeping your head down in fighting crime, never getting close to another person again. One power they hadn’t anticipated was longevity. It wasn’t clear at first, not until everyone around you had aged a decade, and you looked like not a day had passed. With every year it only became clearer that you were still physically in your mid-twenties whilst everyone else continued to age. Over seven decades later, you could only be grateful for having not made connections as those you had grown up with were mainly passed, whilst you looked like you were still in your prime.
It felt like you would be hero for eternity, keeping to yourself but helping all that you could. One night you returned to your small apartment and flicked on the tv to see that Steve Rogers had exited the ice and all the past came back. You didn’t contact him. You couldn’t but after he was making headlines for a few years, you no longer had a choice as he had heard of the woman with powers in his hometown and investigated. He could have never imagined that it would be you. You reconnected reluctantly but dismissed him whenever he mentioned Bucky, not believing him when he told you he was still alive and not willing to let yourself get hurt again.
Steve knew how much you cared about Bucky and wasn’t going to let you continue to dwell in the pain that had consumed you for nearly a century. He invited you to the Avengers Compound, just for a chat, and you agreed, not realising it was a set up. You sat with him sipping at your coffee when the door behind Steve opened, revealing the man you had mourned for longer than you had been by his side.
“Bucky,” you croaked, the mug from your hand dropping, shattering onto the ground below you.
“Y/N,” he said, a pained smile curling onto his lips.
Every emotion that you had tried to bury deep down within you all that time ago reappeared and you lost all control that you had tried to cling onto. You pushed your chair away from the table, storming over towards the man you had never believed that you would see again.
“I thought you were dead,” you shouted. “I thought that I would never see you again. I put everything on hold for you.”
Bucky and Steve exchanged a look, having not had any idea that you would react like this, not knowing why you would shout at him.
“I have never stopped loving you,” you said, still shouting but tears beginning to fall down your cheek. “I could never stop loving you.”
As the sorrow you had tried to hide for so long surged from within you, Bucky reached out a hand to gently touch your shoulder, forcing you to make eye contact with him, both of you in tears.
“I’ve always loved you, doll,” he smiled tearfully.
You let yourself break, falling into his arms, in a tight, long missed embrace. The two of you stood entwined together for longer than normal, neither of you wanting to let go of the one thing that had been missing from you. The hug stretched on as Bucky guided his hands down your arms to hold onto your own hands, but paused when he felt something on your finger. He looked down at the small stone sitting on a simple band that had not been removed since he had placed it there all those years ago.
“You still have your ring,” he whispered, surprised that you had kept it for so long.
You shrugged your shoulders. “Getting cold feet after all this time, Barnes?”
A small laugh escaped him.
“I still stick by making you my wife even after the longest engagement.”
Request:@xxxtwilightaxelxxx - Okay hi, may I request a Jasmine one where Rajah and Jasmine are walking outside the Kingdom and Rajha takes off for some reason and it turns out to be because he can hear yn crying somewhere, because she’s lonely with no friends etc and when she looks up she’s surprised to find a frickin tiger in front of her before rajah rubs his head against her and she ends up giving him cuddles and cooing over him, eventually Jasmine finding not only him but a cute girl as well :D hope this is okay, please and thank you
Word Count: 401
Author: Charlotte
The tiger’s ears pricked up at the voice, looking at you with excitement in its eyes. It turned from you, letting out a roar, not one that was a threat or warning to the person, but one to tell them where it was. You tried to make yourself small, hiding behind the tiger, not knowing what the person wanted or if they’d tell your family that you weren’t where you were meant to be and lead to you being in a great amount of trouble.
A woman appeared from the direction where the tiger had come from. She had a long dark grey cloak over her, the hood covering most of her face from your view. When she noticed you along with the tiger, she pushed the hood off of her head, revealing the long braid of dark hair.
“Rajah,” the woman frowned. “Where did you run off to?”
She approached the tiger, playfully ruffling the fur between its ears, gaining a brush of its head against her, making her wobble on her feet due to its strength. She turned her attention back to you and offered you a warm smile.
“I’m sorry if Rajah bothered you,” she smiled. “He doesn’t run off often, but I think he heard you and wanted to say hello.”
“Its okay,” you whispered. “You have a tiger for a pet?”
You had seen the odd person with a pet around Agrabah, but they weren’t overly common, and you certainly had never seen anyone with a tiger or any animal like one.
The woman laughed softly, leaning against her tiger who had gone back to nudging you to gain attention.
“I wouldn’t say pet,” she stated. “I’d say he’s a friend, that lives with me free of charge and I feed.”
You were still fascinated by the tiger, it was seeming like a dream to have met one at all, let alone live to tell the tale.
“I didn’t even know anyone came out into this forest,” you said.
“We come out here sometimes when we want to escape it all.”
“I understand that feeling very well,” you sighed. “It’s peaceful out here, nothing like the streets of Agrabah.”
The woman looked you over, noticing the tear stains on your face, but also noticing the weak smile coming through from the affections of her tiger.
Request:@xxxtwilightaxelxxx - Okay hi, may I request a Jasmine one where Rajah and Jasmine are walking outside the Kingdom and Rajha takes off for some reason and it turns out to be because he can hear yn crying somewhere, because she’s lonely with no friends etc and when she looks up she’s surprised to find a frickin tiger in front of her before rajah rubs his head against her and she ends up giving him cuddles and cooing over him, eventually Jasmine finding not only him but a cute girl as well :D hope this is okay, please and thank you
Word Count: 414
Author: Charlotte
Whenever you needed an escape, you would head off behind the row of houses at the outskirts of Agrabah and head into the forest to a specific small clearing that had quickly become your happy place. Sometimes life became too hard to handle and you needed to be amongst nature to let out the emotions you had been bottling up until you were ready to face your day-to-day life again. It had been a difficult few days, and before you had reached your happy place, tears had already begun to fall down your cheeks.
Not once since you found this place had you seen anyone or anything else nearby other than an odd insect, so when you heard the rustle of leaves even though the wind was still, you worried that someone had discovered your hiding place. When the overgrowth parted, it wasn’t another person, it was a tiger. You tried to scramble to your feet, backing yourself up against the tree you had been sitting by, not sure what you were going to be able to do to survive an encounter with a tiger. You had never seen one in real life before, but you had heard of the damage they could cause.
Fear froze you in your place as the creature stalked towards you. You closed your eyes and braced yourself for the pain that was going to hit you. It didn’t. Fur pressed against your arm, nudging at it. As you opened your eyes you saw the tiger rub its head against your arm again, forcing your hand onto his snout. The animal kept moving his head, moving your hand up to the top of its head.
With shaking fingers, you gently ran your hand through the thick orange and black fur, gaining a happy noise from the animal as it closed its eyes and pressed its head up against your hand. You couldn’t help but smile at the dangerous predator who seemed content with getting pet. The tiger opened his eyes, nudging its large nose against your cheek to catch the tears that had fallen onto it.
“You aren’t what I expected from a tiger,” you stated, letting it cuddle up closer to you, still expecting you to stroke its fur whilst it wiped away your tears with its nose.
You happily accepted the comfort from the animal that you had thought would kill you until your initial fear returned as you heard a voice from amongst the forest.
Request: Anon- Diana Prince with the word/prompt “outsider”
Word Count: 497
Author: Charlotte
When you were a teenager, you had been in an accident that resulted in you gaining superpowers. It wasn’t something you ever thought possible to happen to you, very few people in the world known to have powers. You had tried to keep it a secret, not ready to be given the responsibility of being a hero but it wasn’t long before you had to use your powers, letting everyone know that you weren’t the normal teenager that everyone had believed you were. Some people thought it was cool to be a superhero, but they didn’t really understand it and for the most part everyone feared you. Your parents kicked you out, and even your school dismissed you, for fear of you hurting their other students. You became an outsider and for years you were alone without anyone that cared or understood, not until you met Diana.
More heroes were getting known around the world, and you had been aware of Wonder Woman, but you never thought you’d meet her. She happened to be in town when you were fighting crime and together you saved the day. She was the first person who understood what you were going through, understood what the responsibility on your shoulders felt like. For the first time ever, you felt like you belonged.
The two of you became quick friends and she helped you adapt to being a real hero, how to use your powers for good and how to weigh up the stress of fighting crime and having a normal life. She gave you everything you had needed since you first got your powers.
You headed to her office with the best bouquet of flowers that you could find. You struggled to open the door and carry the vase, but you managed to get into the room. Diana looked up from her computer, cocking an eyebrow at you.
“Y/N?” She questioned.
“Hi Diana,” you smiled, placing the vase on her table, although the flowers overwhelmed everything else on the desk. “I got you some flowers.”
“What are these for?” She asked. “They are beautiful.”
You bit your lip, worried about how to tell her about the gratitude that you had for her.
“You have done so much for me,” you smiled softly. “I never thought that I could be accepted anywhere but you have provided me a safe place and I am beyond grateful that you have been there for me when I have needed someone.”
Diana’s fingers toyed with the petals of one of the flowers, before smiling up at you.
“You have no reason to thank me. Everyone deserves kindness but the fear of the unknown seems to control people. It shall be okay though; people’s eyes are opening now to see one another for who they are without the fear of who they are.”
“I know the world is getting better but I am still grateful to have you there for me when I had no one else.”
Request: Wattpad- This one’s been in my mind for a while, it’s where the reader was the joker’s first every partner before they both got caught and put into prison, but joker never came back for the reader. After the reader gets out or breaks out they meet up with Harley and the others and the reader and Harley end up getting along really well. I’m not sure about the rest tho
Word Count: 705
Author: Charlotte
Growing up, you never imagined that you would be the villain in life, but love forced you to do the wildest things. You had fallen in love with a man that went by the name The Joker, which should have been your first warning sign but you overlooked the weird name and appearance because your heart told you so. You agreed to do terrible things and be an evil sidekick as it was for the man you loved, and you believed that he would do anything for you. Everyone knew about the two of you in Gotham and it seemed that you would stay side by side forever but when you were caught by the police, he easily dismissed you and moved onto another sad girl that felt like she needed a man.
At the time it felt as though your life was over, losing the man you loved and your freedom, you didn’t know how to cope but soon your life turned around and things ended up better for you. The Joker now had a new girlfriend Harley, and you had managed to go back to school and become a registered nurse, granted with a bit of working around. You loved being able to make up for the damage you did and trying to offer some good back into the world.
You now had a job and a house and everything seemed to be perfect, but you should have known that nothing could be that simple as when your door knocked, you never expected to see Harley, The Joker’s new girlfriend on your doorstep.
Her intense eye makeup was smeared and running with her tears and she looked a bit of a mess compared to what you had seen her looking like normally.
“You’re Y/N/N,” she stated using the old nickname that the Joker had once used for you, sniffling to try and fight her tears.
“What’s it to you?”
“I need your help,” she whispered. “I know you don’t want me here, but I don’t know who else to turn to.”
She was in quite a state and you couldn’t help but feel bad. Going against your better judgement, you let her into your house, leading her to the living room to sit down with her.
“Pudding left me,” she croaked. “I don’t know what to do without him.”
“The Joker?” You asked.
Harley nodded her head. “How did you handle it when he left you?”
You let out a chuckle, thinking back to the atrocious breakup that you had experienced years before.
“Well I was in a prison at the time, where he left me. I made a bit of a fool of myself assuring everyone in there that my man was going to come and get me. He sent one of his goons to tell me about you, not long after. I took my anger out on other inmate and guards and then cried a lot. I was put on a lot of medications to help my breakdown, but I talked with a therapist and friends I made on the inside and realised the truth of the Joker.”
She cocked an eyebrow at you. “What’s the truth?”
You shrugged your shoulders. You couldn’t understand the man fully, no one could. He was a complex mess of a human, but you didn’t need to waste your time on him anymore.
“He will never be capable of love. I know it feels like you are his world and he really is yours, but he doesn’t care about you, only what you can offer him,” you stated. “And it’s important to realise you have a future without him and believe me it will be better than any life you had with him.”
She looked completely confused with your words. “But it feels like everything is over. What am I meant to be without him?”
“Harley freaking Quinn,” you said with conviction. “You are a strong woman, if you’ve put up with his crap this long, then you must be. It may feel like the end but this is your beginning.”
Harley took a moment thinking it over before nodding and offering you a gentle smile.
“Are you sure Diana?” You questioned, apprehensive of her fate and decision she made.
“I am positive. No one could create such pain in war other than Ares himself,” she explained.
You trusted Diana with all of your heart, you knew that if she believed something then she was going to fight for it and do everything in her power to make it right. Having been told stories of Ares as she grew, she had now decided it was her place to fight him and save mankind from his influence. Without any knowledge of where he would be, anything beyond what the stories had once told her, but her heart was too large to let the pain of the world continue.
Diana had planned to leave Themyscira with the man whom had crashed off the shore and he would guide her to where she needed to go to defeat Ares. You didn’t trust the man but if Diana did, then you would give him the benefit of the doubt. Even though you knew she was doing what was right and what she felt she needed, you didn’t want her to leave. Not only could she die, you simply did not want to be apart from the woman you had grown to love, especially knowing where she would be headed and the fact that she may not return.
“What if I never see you again?” You whispered, grasping her hand to your heart.
She offered you a gentle, reassuring smile. “I will return to you, as long as my heart still beats against my breast, I shall make my way back to you. Do not doubt that.”
“And what if it shall stop?” You asked. “What if you ended up killed?”
“Worry not of those matters. Just know I shall forever be within your heart even if I am across the ocean.”
You took in a deep breath, not knowing if this would be the last time you would have Diana by your side.
“I shall miss you dearly until you return to our shores,” you commented. “And I know you will return to our shores.”
Diana smiled at you fondly before kissing you passionately, knowing this may be the last kiss to be shared between you.
“I love you Y/N but I must leave now or we shall never get away without my mother trying to stop us,” she said apologetically.
“I love you so much Diana,” you whispered.
She trailed away until your fingers were forced to separate as she headed from the room.
Request: Wattpad- Ooh,can you please do one where Spencer and y/n gets into a really bad argument and then she’s suddenly kidnapped by an unsub?
Word Count: 463
Author: Charlotte
Even after the man had forced you to drive to the middle of nowhere and dragged you into his house, you had no idea who he was or what he wanted. The only thing you could assume was that it was either terrible luck that you were targeted, and they didn’t know you lived with an FBI agent, or he was directly trying to get to Spencer or the bureau in general.
Before you had even been allowed out of your car, your hands had been taped behind your back whilst the same silver duct tape was wrapped around your head several times to cover your mouth and cling in your hair. Over the three days since it was initially attached, you had had it ripped off from your head a handful of times to give you minimal food and drink and for him to listen to you plead. Other than that, the only thing that loosened the tape was your tears which had started to seize due to the lack of water intake. The majority of your time had been left on the floor with your feet tied with rope to a bedframe, not even having them removed when he decided to take his anger out on you.
You didn’t know what injuries you had, but you had gotten used to the taste of blood and with the amount of pain you were in, you were sure there was at least a handful of broken bones at least. You didn’t know how long your torture would last, but you could only hope that your genius boyfriend knew you would have contacted him by now and was on the case.
Your hopes were soon proven when you heard gunshots outside of the room you had been held in, the door flinging open to reveal Spencer and his team.
It didn’t take his genius to see that he had been crying and had been awake since he had last seen you. He rushed to your side, pulling at the tape, unravelling it from you. You let out a cry of pain from its removal, but you were just relieved to be able to breath freely.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, cupping your cheeks in his hands. “I’m so sorry.”
You shook your head. “I’m sorry too. I love you so much.”
Spencer returned the words of love, pressing his lips to yours, not caring that his team were watching on.
“I just want to go home,” you whispered as he continued to remove your restraints.
“I know,” he said softly. “But we need to get you to the hospital. You’re safe now.”
As soon as your hands were free, you feebly grabbed hold of him. “Please don’t leave me.”
Warnings: Mentions of Kidnapping, Knives, Arguments with a partner
Request: Wattpad- Ooh,can you please do one where Spencer and y/n gets into a really bad argument and then she’s suddenly kidnapped by an unsub?
Word Count: 606
Author: Charlotte
No matter how much you loved your boyfriend, living with someone ended up with things getting on your nerves. Everything that had made you fall in love with him all those years ago no longer seemed to be cute and sweet, some of it pissed you off and at some point, you couldn’t bottle it all up again. With Spencer away for work for the last two weeks, you had thought that the short break from one another would help, but when he came back it all started off once again.
Whilst he had been away, you had tidied the apartment and tried to make the environment pleasant for you both to live in. As soon as Spencer got home, his bag was left in the living room and the next day when you awoke, half the bookcase had been spread around the room. It annoyed you that he hadn’t even mentioned the work you’d put into the apartment, and it was worse that he was so quick to return it to its previous state, but you did your best to stay calm. By the time dinner rolled around and he had stacked his dirty plate on top of the three mugs on the coffee table and it pushed you over the edge.
“What is my job, Spencer?” You snapped.
He looked up at you confused. “You teach kindergarten.”
“Oh, so you do know I’m not a maid then,” you retorted, letting sarcasm drip from every word.
Spencer seemed confused still by your words, not knowing where they came from as you had previously stayed quiet and calm. You picked up the dirty plate and mugs and showed them too him as you begun to stomp over to the kitchen.
“I know you’re tired from work, but that’s no reason to be a slob,” you frowned.
“I was going to put them in the sink before bed.”
You snapped your gaze back towards him.
“Is that why I found six mugs around your desk with varying levels of mould?”
He ran a hand through his messy hair. All he had wanted was a quiet, relaxing evening but you had put an end to that.
“Does it really matter?” He asked. “You always leave your clothes on the bathroom floor, and I just put them in the basket without complaining.”
A shocked laugh escaped you. “Without complaining? I could have left my shirt hanging over the rim of the basket and you’d act like I’d thrown the whole thing everywhere.”
“I’m sorry if it bothers me to want to go for a shower after a long day at work and find your bra in the tub.”
Any semblance of reason had now been washed from you. You let go of the dishes far from the edge of the sink, not caring about the clatter of them hitting the metallic bowl.
“You know what?! I’m done,” you exclaimed. “I can’t stay in this fucking apartment.”
“Where are you going?” He asked, rising from the sofa where he had been sat.
You grabbed your car keys as you slipped on the first pair of shoes you could find.
“Anywhere but here.”
Before Spencer could say anything else you escaped the apartment, slamming the door behind you. You rushed down the stairs and out into the dark carpark, unlocking the driver’s door and getting in. You rested your head against the wheel, giving yourself a second to breath. You leant back against your seat, closing your eyes for a moment.
Without a sound, a sharp piece of metal pressed against your neck, forcing a gasp from your lips.
if you ever see a summon sign in these games for a player wearing no armour you get that person immediately bc whatever theyre about to do it is going to be insane and you have to see it
