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Heal

One-Shot request: can you do a one shot where you have healing powers but you can’t Heal yourself? and then one of the avengers gets really injured so you have to use all your powers on them to save their life and you almost die but the rest of them nurse you back to health? sorry if that didn’t make sense haha Announcements: I hope you guys enjoy! Warnings: Near death experience Word Count: 833 When will the bad guys ever learn?

Hopefully soon because this was getting annoying. And tiring, you hadn’t slept all that much in the past week and neither had the rest of your team, the Avengers. Although, you thought you had more of the right to complain than the rest of them. Your ability to heal others had you constantly on your toes and healing broken bones, cuts, and any other major injury you could think of. It was a sad fact that you couldn’t heal yourself which meant that you had plenty of cuts and bruises yourself that would take time to go away. You complained silently to yourself about the unfairness of it all as you dodged bullets and hid behind the corner. SHEILD had intercepted a transmission a week earlier detailing a major weapons deal for HYDRA going on in Cairo. And, of course, even with Tony asking the HYDRA agents nicely to put their guns down, they didn’t, and instead decided to start pointing them at your faces. And so you played the role of battle field nurse, dealing out a few good punches of your own. But you could feel it, the old familiar fatigue of using your gift too much, draining you slowly. But you fought through it as usual, making your way to Steve whose side was bleeding slightly from being grazed by one of the many stray bullets flying throughout the room. But, then, out of the corner of your eye you saw it. One of the agents had pulled out the weapon intended for sale, a hand-held laser canon or something, and pointed it at Clint’s back. You, Tony, and Natasha had seen the exact same thing and simultaneously dove for the exposed Avenger but were all too late. The laser ripped through his body as if it were nothing. You stood there for a second, just staring, but snapped back into focus and ran for Clint, who was lying still on the floor. Other things around you were drowned out, you faintly registered Natasha taking the shooter down, and the rest of the Avengers ending the fight, as you checked for a pulse. It was faint, but it was there. Breathing out a sigh of relief your hands started to glow with the usual warm, soft light as you began using your gift on Clint. Soon, however, your vision started to fade, the blackness tugging on your consciousness, but still you pushed. This injury wasn’t like anything you’ve done before, and it was still too critical to stop going. The gash on Clint’s stomach slowly began to close, but you didn’t get to see the end result, as you fell backwards, embracing the sweet, sweet grips of unconsciousness. —- You opened your eyes slightly, but the light hurt of the room hurt too much so instead you listened, “Y/Ns going to be fine, none of this is your fault, Clint,” you wanted to say something but soon fell back asleep. Clint was still healing and in the hospital bed next to yours, which you found out very quickly was a bad idea. He was a talker, a very, very big talker, most of the talking was him saying sorry about you being in the hospital even after the multiple times of you saying it wasn’t his fault. Eventually he relaxed and soon he was released from the restraints of his bed and left you to be the only one in a hospital gown. Over the next week the rest of the Avengers came in and out, bringing gifts and real food. Natasha and Tony talked with you about the latest gossip, Steve brought you hot chicken soup, Bruce brought you new books, Thor told stories about Asgard, and Clint watched television with you. All in all it was a nice week of recovering. —- A few days later and it was your last day in the hospital, and you were thankful, but it was almost hard to leave. Over the week you had the chance to catch up on your rest. It was also nice to have someone heal you for once. You were about to put your actual clothes on when Steve entered the room. “Hey, Y/N. It’s just that, well, Loki is back in town and he’s causing a bit of havoc downtown and we were wondering if you were feeling up to a fight. If not that’s ok but we could use the help.” You looked longingly at the bed but nodded your head, “Yeah. Let me get dressed and I’ll meet you guys downtown.” You went to the drawer and grabbed your clothes, “Just, don’t any of you go getting hurt while I’m not there.” “Sounds good, see you then,” and with that Steve left the room. With one last glance at the bed you sighed and changed. You tried to complain a bit less this time.

A Cold Night In Gotham

One shot: Could you do a one shot, Where when Bruce first sees you he’s Batman, and then he sees you working for him at one of his party’s, he can’t keep his eyes off of you and you feel him looking so you turn and look at him, He gets up and asks you to dance? Announcements: Hope you enjoy! Warnings: None It was a cold night in Gotham, not unusual, but still unpleasant. Currently you were walking home from your job- sorry, ex job, in the middle of the night. You knew it was stupid, being out this late at night by yourself, but your ride never showed up so you didn’t really have any other choice. You stuffed your frigid fingers into your pockets and made your way across the street, trying to stay in the better lit parts of the sidewalk. All of a sudden, it started raining down on you in sheets. You were about to groan in protest to the weather when a sweaty palm clamped over your mouth and pulled you back into a darkened ally. “Scream, and I’ll kill ya, got it! You got that!”

You nodded in reply, trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to come spilling out at any moment. Whirling around you were met face to face with a skinny man, and looking down you caught the flash of silver that signaled he had a gun.

“Give me all you got! But you make a single move I swear I won’t think twice about blowin’ your face all over the ally walls, now hurry up!”

You moved slowly and managed to grab your wallet. It didn’t have much but you weren’t about to argue with the guy. It didn’t make you feel any better that he was possible shaking just as bad as you were, remember kids, shaking hands can get people killed! You reached out your wallet to the skinny man, but your hands were shaking so badly that you dropped it.

You held your breath and looked at him, “Well come on,” he said, “Get it! And be quick about it.”

Slowly crouching down you let yourself break eye-contact for a moment and searched for the wallet. All of a sudden, the man yelped and a second later his gun went off, echoing off of the walls of the ally. You shut your eyes and shied away from the loud sound, falling on your butt and trying to scoot away in the process.

After a few moments, you opened your eyes and looked up, containing the small gasp that tried to escape from your lips. A figure in all black with what looked like horns on his head stood not even five feet away from you, tossing away the skinny man’s gun as he dropped to the cold, wet ground.

Scrambling back to your feet you looked at the figure, “Wh- who are you?”

He half turned towards you, “I’m the Batman,” and with that, he took something from off of his belt and soared up and back into the night.

You stared, shocked at the place where he had been, and then looked up after him, “Thank you!” you yelled over the roar of rain, and started back on your way home.

—-

A few weeks passed, and eventually your friend hooked you up with another job, this time it was working as a server for one of the rich guys in Gotham, Wayne was his name. It took quite a while to get the job though, you had to go through about a hundred background checks before you were even interviewed, but that was ok, it paid pretty well which was good enough for you. Tonight was your first actual major party, well, charity ball that you had worked at yet, which excited you. You shook out your shoulders, straightened your clothes, carefully grabbed a platter with multiple glasses of champagne, and walked out of the kitchen doors and into the quieter atmosphere of the party.

You walked around for a bit, handing out glasses, taking away the old ones. To be honest it was kind of boring, just standing there, smiling like a robot to every guest who bothered themselves to look in your direction, it was getting kind of difficult to suppress your yawns. Soon though, you started to feel uneasy, like you were being watched. Carefully you began to swivel your head, looking around the large room for the source of the feeling, finding nothing you shook your head. You were just being silly, you thought, nothing is happening and no one is staring. You smiled slightly, you’re just being paranoid, turning around you almost spilt the tray onto someone that was standing right behind you.

“Oh!” you said, managing to gain control of the drinks, “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t see you there… Mr. Wayne! I’m so sorry.”

Bruce Wayne, your boss, stood behind you, smiling, “It’s ok, don’t worry about it. What’s your name?”

“Y/N,” you replied

“Well, Y/N, I was wondering if you would like to dance?”

You stared at him, “That would be lovely, but I am still working.”

He looked around, “Well, I know the boss, and I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t mind. Especially for someone as beautiful as you.”

Your cheeks flushed bright pink, was he actually serious? “O-ok, I guess. Thank you.”

You set down the tray of drinks and followed Wayne out onto the little area where people were dancing gracefully to the song.

“I must warn you,” You began, “I have no idea how to dance.”

He chuckled, “Don’t worry, just follow my lead.”

It took you a moment, but then there you were, spinning gracefully around the dance floor in your not-so-expensive servers outfit with none other than Bruce Wayne, the billionaire. You couldn’t really see but you thought that everyone was staring at the two of you. To be honest you were kind of warming up to the guy, it’s like you’ve met him before.

Just another cold night in Gotham? Yeah, right.

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so Paradise California is gone

i haven’t seen any noise about this on tumblr yet, but a fire has completely wiped out a small town in california.

they’re calling it the camp fire. over 20,000 residents have been evacuated so far, the last area estimates i heard were over an hour ago at 18,000 acres and its still zero percent contained.

this is the smoke from about 18 miles away from the fire three hours ago. if you know anyone near chico, paradise, oroville or durham california you might want to check they’re okay

Happy 4th of July!!!

I know it's super late but I want to wish peeps a happy 4th of July! And to people who don't celebrate it, I hope you're having a good day :-)

I'm Keeping It

Hi!!! I love your writing. You aré an amazing writer. Can you do a one shot for the avengers where i just joined the team and they doubt me and tease me because i’m really small like 4'11. But i prove them wrong with my fighting skills ( i’m like black widow ). Thank you so much if you can ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Announcements: Sorry its a little short, but I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: Fight scenes.

“Get down!” You yelled as you tackled Hawkeye to the floor.

“Thanks, kid!” Yelled back as he began shooting off more arrows in the enemy’s direction.

You bit your tongue as you thought about calling him some very rude names. The thing was, you weren’t a ‘kid’, you were just short. Only about 4’ 11’’ and to everyone else it only gave them something to tease about. It also didn’t help very much that you were the newest edition to the Avengers, so it was just comments like, “Do you need help reaching the door handle?” or names like, “Shortstop,” and “Little grasshopper,” it sucked.

You were jolted from your thoughts as the ground near your feet exploded, causing you to take cover once again. The Avengers had gotten a tip that a major weapons deal involving HYDRA would be going on at this location. Good news, the tip was real, bad news, the tip was real and now was shooting in the general direction of your face. You looked around to find the weapon in question but couldn’t see it from your vantage point. Sighing you came up to a crouching position and ran quickly, firing blindly into the direction of the enemy and came to a stop next to more crates. Looking around again, you still didn’t see anything.

Looking down you switched out the magazine of your gun and was about to run to another spot when your eyes landed on the box directly at eye level. It was the symbol for HYDRA.

You chuckled as you said into your earpiece, “Y'know, for a very secret evil organization, you think that they would stop putting their very specific looking logo on everything.”

Someone, you thought Steve, “Like we can talk. Our headquarters in a gigantic ugly tower in the middle of New York with a huge “A” on the front of it.“

"Hey,” replied Tony, “It’s not ugly, its modern and you’re just old.”

“Anywho,” you said before anything went too far, “I think its the weapon. So I’m gonna open it and play with my new toy.”

“Ooh,” Natasha said, “Hopefully its something small so you can actually hold it.”

Again, you had to hold the urge to tell them all to shove it, but you managed. At least you had decency.

You made quick work of the lock on top and opened the case. Inside looked a fairly normal looking gun, except for the fact that parts of it were glowing with a soft red light.

“Oh yeah,” you whispered.

Grabbing it you aimed it at a random villain and pulled the trigger. An almost blinding red light came streaking from the tip and took the henchmen down. Sadly it also took you down with the recoil, making you fall flat on your butt.

Thor came rushing over, “Let me help you, small one.”

“I don’t need help,” you said, as you shot someone sneaking up on the god of thunder.

And all of a sudden, it seemed like it was just you and random targets in the room, shooting everything that moved and wasn’t wearing an outrageous costume. It was just you twirling around the floor like a lethal dancer on stage. And soon, there were no more targets, just you, and then your new teammates peeking carefully out from different points of cover. You could tell from the looks on their faces that some things had changed on their thoughts of you. In that moment, you knew that you had earned your right to respect. No more were the days of constant name calling and condescending tones, today, you were an Avenger.

You grin at their cautious faces, “I’m keeping the gun.”

Anticlimactic

One-Shot: Could you do a Zach Mitchell One-Shot where you like each other and fall out of touch but meet again in college when you both end up studying science because he is now interested in dinosaurs and you want to be a geneticist and work at Jurassic World. Announcements: I am really sorry about not updating in so long. I’ve have been swamped with homework and other school things. Im hoping to get another story out but I really don’t know. But thanks you guys for staying with me, I really do appreciate it. Thanks guys, enjoy! Warnings: None

You had seen him last on the island, the one where all of the dinosaurs had gotten out and started to terrorize the people. Somehow you had ended up with him, his brother, his aunt, and his aunt’s… ‘coworker’ that last night before the boats came. And now, he was here, just a few yards away being hugged goodbye by his parents and brother. Once they got back into their car and drove off he looked around, finally noticing you staring at him. It took a moment, but finally his eyes lit up with recognition. He smiled and started making his way over to you.

Now that it had been a few years you could finally admit that the last fight between all of the dinosaurs was actual pretty… awesome. For some reason seeing all of those creatures, who had been dead for millions of years, and according to Claire, one wasn’t even a real dinosaur until quite recently, had just sparked your fascination more then it ever had been before. Thats why you were here, at such a prestigious college as this one, to study genetics. You wanted to create as great of things as the dinosaurs in that park, you wanted to create something that would bring happiness and wonder to everyone around the world.

You smiled at Zach who stopped walking in front of you, “Hey there, dino boy.”

“Dino boy, nice… so what are you doing here?”

“I am looking for an education actually. What’s your major?”

“Archeology,” he chuckled when you saw the look on your face, “Yeah, now that I’ve had some time to process what happened at the park I’ve realized that dinosaurs are pretty cool. I just want to know more about them, y'know? Whats yours?”

“No, yeah, thats pretty cool. It’s just that, I was thinking pretty much the same thing, except I’m going into genetics, maybe work at Jurassic World when it reopens, bring some more fascination into this world.”

He looked around and leaned in with mock horror, “Please, just, no new dinosaurs… like… ever.”

“No promises,” you whispered back.

The two of you laughed at that and went silent for a moment. Nothing happened as the two of you watched other students say goodbye to their families and try to find their dorm rooms. Finally your eyes made their ways back to each other, and you both smiled again.

“So,” you started, “It was real nice seeing you again. We should get together some time, catch up maybe.”

“Yeah, um, yeah, that sounds great, I’ll uh, get your number?”

“Of course,” you grabbed a pen from your bag and then his hand, “Call sometime soon, maybe. It really was nice seeing that you didn’t get eaten by anything else since we last saw each other.”

“Yeah, being eaten by anything else would have just been… anticlimactic.”

The two of you waved one last time and said farewell for now. Wow, you thought, he is a cute one. After that you joined the little group of people looking like lost tourists to try and find your dorm.

—-

A few weeks later, after getting all settled in with your classes and a new roomie, your phone buzzed. Looking at the caller ID you saw that it said UNKNOWN.

Flipping it open you said, “Hellllllllo, this is Y/N and you are a go.”

“Uh, yeah, hi. This is Zach, I was just wondering if you wanted to get coffee or something?”

“Oh, uh, when?”

“Maybe now I guess?”

“Mmmm, no good. I am completely swamped at the moment. How about tomorrow? At lunch?”

“Yeah, that sounds great! At that little place across the street?”

“Sounds good, see you then.”

“Yeah, see ya!”

You were just about to hang up the phone and go back to homework when shouting came from the phone, “Oh, wait! Earlier, I didn’t say, but it was really nice seeing you again too.”

You smiled, “Later Dino Boy.”

—-

After you cleaned up and got out of the dorm, breathing your first breath of fresh air in what seems like a year, you made your way to across the street, seeing Zach outside the door. Smiling, the two of you went inside, ordered your respective coffees, and sat down. For about an hour the two of you talked about family life and other things, catching up, laughing at the others story. After that you had to say your goodbyes, having more homework and studying to do. Although you promised to get more coffee sometime soon.

After long years of rigorous work, the two of you graduated, you went to work for Jurassic World and so did Zach, although he worked far away from the actual dinosaurs. The two of you still go out for coffee all the time as well.

Anything else would have been… anticlimactic.

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625 followers! You guys are truly the coolest people ever! Thanks again! I really do appreciate everything :-)

Hey:) can I get a teen wolf one-shot where y/n is immune to kanima venom and the pack start getting suspicious of her? I know it's older but please and thank you?:3

Sounds good! I'll get on it whenever I can! It may take awhile but don't worry. Thank you!