Can You Please Do More Jurassic World Imagines? I Really Love Them💕💕💕💕😘

I love it so much😘😘😘😘

I'm so glad you liked it😄

Nick Robinson imagine please 🙏🏻

I’m sorry, I don’t think I know who that is?

EDIT: I found out who it was and I'm sorry to say I don't do Imagines for real people. Sorry.

Hi :3 I love your writing and I was wondering if could you write a one-shot where the reader has their own team, and the Justice League comes to their city to help and J'onn develops a bit of a crush on them? Thanks in advance! :3

Thank you very much! It has been add to the list :-)

US green card: Don’t leave!

If you are living in the U.S. and if you hold anything other than a U.S. passport – this includes if you hold a green card – do not leave the U.S. right now. Period. People with legitimate green cards are being refused entry at the borders. People who were unfortunate enough to be travelling at the time Trump (spit) issued his order can’t get back home. Students with student visas are not being allowed to return to class. Homeland Security has confirmed this. It looks like Trump’s order is illegal according to the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965. That doesn’t matter right now; any court challenge will take time. Stay in the U.S. until this is resolved. And I apologize to you. This is appalling.

*Gifs not mine

Family

Hello! Can I have a one-shot where Bruce Wayne takes in the reader because they've been through a traumatic experience? And the reader won't leave their room in Wayne Manor, because they're really scared, so Alfred comes in and talks with them and comforts them? Sorry if that's confusing. Announcements: I'm sorry it took so long but I really hope you enjoy! Warnings: Mentions of parent death and blood. You couldn't remember much from that night. Mostly just screams, both yours and your parents'. And blood, so much blood. No matter how many showers you took its like it was soaked into your skin. Your parents' deaths didn't make the front page, of course not. This was Gotham, there were new orphans and widows made every day. You would have been killed too, if it weren't for the Batman showing up and saving your life. A few days later, after a hastily done funeral, you were adopted. By Bruce Wayne, no less, Gotham's most eligible bachelor. He was a nice man, but you had only met very briefly, before he was called away for business. His butler, however, was wonderfully kind and showed you to your room. Ever since then, however, you hadn't left, you just couldn't bring yourself to get up from the safety of the bed. Every tick of the clock in the corner of the room sounded like gunfire. You tried blinking back tears, but they wouldn't stop coming. You couldn't stop replaying the night over and over again. Watching them die, over and over again. All of a sudden, there was a light knocking at the door. You shot up and furiously wiped away the tears on your face, "Come in," you shouted hastily, your voice breaking. Slowly, the heavy wooden door creaked open, revealing the worried looking face of Alfred. You gave a weak, unconvincing smile and waved him inside, "Hey, Alfred, what can I do for you?" He walked inside hesitantly and stopped a few feet before your bed. He looked at your puffy face with worried eyes, "Oh dear, here, I brought tissues." Alfred held out his hand, holding a big box full of tissue goodness. You sighed gratefully and accepted the gift. After a moment you looked back up at him. "Is-thank you for the tissues- uh, did you need anything? I'm assuming you didn't come in here to give me tissues," you chuckled quietly, "I'm not trying to shoo you out or anything, I'm just, y'know..." You trailed off, not really knowing how to say you just wanted to cry until you couldn't anymore. Alfred smiled sympathetically and gestured to the empty space next to you on the bed, "May I?" You nodded yes and scooted over to give him more room. He sat down and looked a little awkward. After a moment he turned to you and started speaking, "Y/N, I've just noticed that you haven't come down from your room for, well, ever since you've come to live here." You looked up at him guiltily and nodded, "Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry about that I-I am. I don't mean to offend you, or Bruce, I mean I really appreciate what you have done for me and I could never thank you enough... it's just that... I don't know," you paused, "It's like everything stopped when they... When they died," you squeezed your eyes shut as you continued, "It's like the world stopped moving and all I can think of is them dying, over and over again. I don't feel like I'm even here anymore, just stuck in that moment," you chuckled humorlessly, "It's like a bad movie, stuck in a loop you can't escape." Alfred listened to you talk and gave you another tissue afterwards. It was quiet for a few minutes, the only sound was you sniffing. After the long silence, Alfred finally turned to you, "Many years ago, when Master Bruce was just a child, he too went through similar events. I saw how it devastated him, and I promised him that I would do everything in my power to help him though those trying times. The point is, I will be here for you, and so will Master Bruce, whenever you need us. No one should have to go through this, much less go through it alone." You could feel fresh tears stinging and threatening to fall once more, but this time it was because you knew that Alfred was telling the truth. You looked over at him, and then back to the box of tissues in your hand. Squeezing the box in your hand, you closed your eyes, "I miss them so much, Alfred," In a flash he was right next to you and embraced you in a warm hug, "I know, I know it hurts and I know nothing could ever replace them, but we're here for you, always." That's how the two of you stayed for a few moments, until finally the hug broke and you were filled, for the first time in weeks, with something other than nothingness, you were happy, at least a little bit. You finally felt like getting out of bed, at least for a meal, to be honest you hadn't eaten much these past few weeks. Alfred stood up and straightened his coat and held out his hand. Looking at it a moment, you mentally hyped yourself up before grabbing it lightly and slipping onto the chilly wooden floor. "We better get going," Alfred started, "I believe Master Bruce will inhale everything I've prepared for dinner if we're too much longer." You chuckled and let him lead the way. Pausing at the door, you looked back at the disheveled mess you had made of the bed, and then forward to the smell of a warm, home cooked meal. Yeah, you thought, maybe everything would turn out to be ok. Smiling slightly to yourself, you pushed yourself forward, towards the feeling of a new home.

can i request a one shot for Steve where Peggy comes back all better to see Steve again. And Steve spends all his time with her now and never with you anymore. You get mad and think something might be happening with them again and his feelings will come back. But your a master assassin and have nothing to be jealous of but you can't help it because of the way Steve looks at Peggy. But you don't realize he loves you more now your his girl now. THANKS

You got it! Thanks for the request!

WHAT IS HAPPENING?!

310 FOLLOWERS!!! WHAT??? Thank you guys so much. I love each and every one of you and if it weren't for you then I wouldn't be here. You guys are truly the best! Thank you all so much for reading and liking my writing, it really means a lot to me!

Can I have a Zach Mitchell one-shot when I first meet him? Please

Of course :-)

Bad Coffee Leads to Love

One-Shot: I saw Jurassic World and just completely fell in love with Lowery. Can you do a one shot about him liking you but he doesn’t think you know he exists please? Thank you! Announcement: Sorry this took so long to get out! I hope you enjoy :-) Warnings: Mild language.

A loud yawn escaped your mouth as you stretched out your cramped limbs. Sitting in a chair all day and staring at multiple computer screens was starting to take its toll. Pushing yourself off of your chair you decided that it was time for another cup of the liquid consciousness that was coffee. Inside the small break room you made for the coffee machine. Apparently everyone else had the same idea because the was a line starting to form. You sighed and plopped down into one of the few chairs left, rubbing your tired eyes. It was almost the end of your shift and you were thankful.

You were suddenly brought out of your thoughts when someone gently placed a hot cup of office brand cruddy coffee in front of you. Looking up you saw a brown haired guy who worked here as well, Lenny? Or was it Larry, you couldn’t quite remember, which you felt bad about at this moment.

You looked him in the eyes, “Is this for me or are you taunting me? Cause if you’re taunting me, I might have to kill you.”

His eyes went wide for a second until he realized you were joking and sat in the empty plastic chair next to you, “Uh, no, i- it’s for you. The line is really long so I thought I would grab an extra one.”

You smiled, “Well, thank you. Aww, man, now I feel bad. I can’t quite remember your name.”

He kind of shrugged it off, like he got that a lot, “That’s ok, my names Lowery.”

“Well, Lowery,” you stuck out your hand, “I’m Y/N. Nice to formally meet you. And thanks so much for the coffee. I was about to fall alseep!”

He chuckled, “Yeah, I know how that can be.”

“Wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world, though.”

“Oh, no way! Dinosaurs are amazing!”

“They are!” you paused and looked over at him, “Wait, don’t you have all of those little figurines on your console?”

“Yeah… I- I know it’s weird but-”

“Well of course it’s weird! But that’s the cool thing about it!”

Lowery looked up at you and smiled with relief, “Really?”

“Heck yeah!” You said, taking another drink of coffee.

There were a few moments of silence between the two of you, just sipping coffee under the fluorescent lightbulbs.

After a while, Lowery spoke up, “Hey, Y/N, I-I know I haven’t actually spoken to you before now but,” he took a shaky breath before continuing very quickly, “It’s just that I’ve seen you around the office and you’re really pretty and I was wondering if you would go to dinner with me or maybe coffee I don’t really know but I understand if you don’t want to and-”

You quickly cut him off, “Lowery. You seem like a really cool guy. Yeah, we can go to dinner.”

He stared at you, a little shocked at first, but then started smiling, “Really?”

“Yeah,” you said, “I think it would be really nice. Maybe not tonight but this weekend?”

“Ye-Yeah! Sure, of course, thank you so much!”

You chuckled and stood up, your break now over. Grabbing a napkin and a pen, you wrote your number on it and gave it to him, “Here, we can text later. I’ll be looking forward to it, Lowery.”

With that you tossed your now empty cup into the garbage and went back to your station. Lowery meanwhile just sat in his chair with the napkin in his hand.

Saying to no one in particular, “I really freakin love this job!”