Can You Do A Zach Mitchell Imagine Where You Guys Break Up And Accidentally Bump Into Each Other On The

the trouble with writing is that it’s literally always easier to just lie facedown on your floor and make inarticulate noises

You have so many requests but if you have the time could you maybe write a Zach Mitchell one shot where it's just a normal day at the park and you and Zach are supposed to watch Grey but Owen doesn't like the idea of you two doing it because you are dating. But you do it anyways and end up losing Gray while like flirting or being all lovey dovey and they have to find him somewhere? I love your one shots and imagines awhh

Thank you very much! It may take a little while but of course I can do that for ya!

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.

Nachos? Beef stroganoff? Uhhhhhhh... just, like, a pile of beef?

i have so much fucking hamburger in my freezer and literally no idea what to do with it. i made stuffed peppers the other day and even that only took up ¼ of the hamburger. why the fuck did i buy so much hamburger. did i go through a phase where i thought hamburger was the only meat i could cook. what’s wrong with me. someone help.

Can you make more Zach imagines I really love them💚💚💚💕

I love them too! Send some in and I'll get to them! I do have some One-Shots in the making so they should be out soon!

I was wondering...

What would everyone think if I started doing fake text imagines? They seem pretty easy to make. Go ahead and send some in and I’ll see how it works out!

Probably Just The Heat

One-Shot: Hii, I love your writing, this request is for Jurassic World, I was just wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader and owen hate each other and are always arguing but they both secretly like each other? Thx ☺ Announcements: Sorry about the end, I ran out of ideas. I hope you like it though! Enjoy! Wanings: None

You finished filling the Velociraptor treat bags and wiped your bloody hands off on a near by rag. Wiping the sweat off of your forehead with your upper arm you made your way off of the cat-walk and was about to go wash your hands when you accidentally ran into someone. Looking up quickly you were about to apologize when you saw who it was and scowled. Owen Grady, the head Velociraptor trainer, known more to you as, ‘Mortal enemy’.

Seeing as how your relationship was a mutual hate for each other he scowled too, “Watch it.”

“Same to you, buddy,” you growled back.

Casting one last dirty glare in your direction, he walked away and disappeared up the catwalk. Turning back around you yourself walked towards the nearest restroom and started scrubbing your hands clean of blood. You noticed that your hands were shaking a bit, and you couldn’t figure out why. Its not like your encounter with the loser was all that intense. What, with his wavy hair and big arms… wait, what?

You shook your head. There is no way that you were falling for that stupid, blond haired, motorcycle riding, Velociraptor training, jack-wagon. His stupid sparkly eyes weren’t even all that great. Your eyebrows furrowed with concern, the heat on this island might be baking your brains and making you think these crazy thoughts. Yeah, thats it, your not going insane, just having a heat stroke.

You sighed, dried your hands, and left the restroom, making your way up the catwalk to get to your next task of the day. You noticed that, thankfully, Grady had gotten done with the recent training exercise with the Raptors and was off talking to Barry and that creepy guy, Hawthorn? Huckleberry? Eh, something like that. The guy was an enormous pain in the you know what. He kept coming back and stared rather evilly at the pack of Raptors, talking nonsense about using them as weapons. Stupid, that guy was just plain stupid.

You sighed and gritted your teeth slightly, they were standing directly where you needed to go to get some tools. Grumbling, you tried to quietly maneuver yourself behind the group of arguing men. While you did so you may or may not have snooped in on their conversation. Although, you pretty quickly lost interest. The jackwad who’s name you were pretty sure started with 'H’ was just spouting more of his seemingly endless amount of stupid. You were about to close the gate behind you, as was the rule for safety, when Grady quickly sidestepped inside. You shrugged and let him close it while he kept on with his conversation.

One thing that did make you smile was the fact that neither Barry nor Owen were buying it. You wiped the smile off of your face as you grabbed some more random tools off of the wall. While you didn’t exactly like Grady, he wasn’t stupid. He knew that the Raptors were wild animals and couldn’t be controlled. In fact, since you were on the topic anyway, why did you hate Grady? He didn’t do anything to you necessarily, maybe it was his cocky attitude, or was it his I’m-indestructible sort of demeanor?

You were pulled from your thoughts as you were about to leave the cage, when you heard someone shout, “Pig loose!”

You quickly turned around, looked up, and saw that one of the new workers had stuck the catcher pole down into the inclosure in an attempt to wrangle the loose pig. Speaking of stupid, am I right?

The next few moments were a blur, although you faintly registered the kid falling over the edge of the catwalk when one of the girls sped by and snapped up the pig in her powerful jaws. The next thing you saw was Grady rush past you and into the now open Raptor pen. Quickly snapping out of it, you rushed and stopped the gate from opening up any farther.

You snapped your attention back to Grady and the new kid, “Grady!” you hissed, “What are you doing?”

But he ignored you, and you quickly took into account the four large predators now surrounding the duo. The kid made a sounds that sounded somewhat scared and pained, and you realized he had a sprained or broken ankle from the fall. He was sitting meat.

“I’m probably gonna be fired for this,” you said faintly to yourself, and rushed into the pen as well.

You heard Barry’s voice behind you, saying something rational like, 'They’re completely stupid’, or, 'They’re probably gonna die’. At least those are the thoughts that are running through your head right now. Barry was probably being a lot more sympathetic and worried.

You heard a voice from in front of you this time, “Y/N? What are you doing? Get out of the pen! It’s dangerous.”

It took all of your self control to not just stop right there and scoff at him. Instead, you kept moving towards the injured intern, while scoffing at him.

“Says the guy standing closest to predatory wild animals.”

You hooked your arms under the kid’s arms and hauled him towards the gate and back into safety.

Turning around you shouted at Grady, “Owen! We’re clear! Get your butt back in here.”

He spared no time rolling under the now closing gate, just as the Raptor squad descended on their prey in a flurry of hisses and claws. You allowed yourself a moment of relief when all they got was a face full of metal bars and slumped against one of the cool cement walls of the cage, almost tripping over one of the tools you had dropped earlier.

“Kid,” Owen said, speaking to the injured intern, “You ever wonder why there was a job opening in the first place?” he asked the shivering form on the ground.

He turned around to you and you mentally groaned, just knowing that you were about to be fired, “And you, follow me.”

You furrowed your eyebrows but hurriedly followed Owen out of the cage and off to one of the quieter parts of your mutual workplace. He stopped and you stuck your hands into the pockets of your dirty tan pants.

He started of how you had expected, “That was stupid, just running into the cage like that, you could’ve gotten hurt,” he continued, “Or worse, killed. I-I care about you.”

“Well,” you said very quickly, “If I may add, you weren’t exactly doing too hot in there either. Heck, one or the both or, yes, even all three of us could have been killed. But, hey! We’re all still alive and have a great story to tell everyone at Thanksgiving dinners. And, also… Wait, what? Did you just say that you cared about-”

You were cut off when Owen’s lips crashed into yours. This, shocking as it may be, made all of your inner organs do cartwheels. Wait, you thought, didn’t we hate each other like, two seconds ago? Although, you still couldn’t figure out why. And also, do I like him? Does he like me back? What is going on? Were we both having heat strokes? All of these thoughts flashed through your head in less than a second, and all too soon, at least you thought so, the kiss ended.

You looked at Owen and noticed that hiss cheeks were a touch pink. Although, you couldn’t blame him, yours were probably even redder.

“What just happened?”

Owen chuckled slightly, “Uh, I was trying to ask you out for dinner sometime, but got over excited, what about you?”

You were fairly certain that your eyebrows were still raised in shock, “Uh, well, I-I guess that I was saying 'sure, why not’ but I think my brain just stopped working,” ugh, you mentally smacked yourself, yep, that was you, smooth.

Grady smiled and kissed you again, this time though, you melted into it.

—-

Of in the distance, one of the other workers begrudgingly handed Barry a small wad of cash, “I can’t believe it,” he said, “They’re always at each other’s throats. I did not expect this.”

Barry smiled, “Are you joking? So much sexual tension was just released that my ears popped from the change in pressure. The power of observation, my friend, is a good one to have.”

And with that, the two men chuckled and walked off to leave the embracing couple some space. Even the Raptors seemed to be cooing at them.

Can I have a Jurassic World imagine when I'm secretly dating Zach and my dad Owen finds out?

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I have watched the Suicide Squad and Batman vs. Superman trailers so many times, I’m just so excited! Go ahead and send in some DC imagines if you want to! I need MORE DC IN MY LIFE.

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