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Can you do a part two to poisoned donuts??

Of course I can!

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!

Scandalous

One-Shot: Can I have a one-shot where Owen Grady (aka Chris Pratt) introduces you to the raptors and some of them try to hurt you and yeah if that makes sense:) Annoucement: I hope you like it! Warnings: None

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath of ocean air. It wasn’t a long boat drive to the Isla Nublar, but it sure was refreshing. You were barely containing your excitement though, to be honest this may be the best day ever. You were visiting your partner, Owen Grady, and he said he was finally going to show you his Raptor girls. That’s right, actually Velociraptors. You had been nervous about him taking the job at first, seeing as how 22 years earlier Raptors had contributed to the events at Jurassic Park, but eventually you had learned to accept it.

Getting off the boat and swaying a little bit from just getting back on land, you looked around through the crowed of families and friends.

All of a sudden there was a jabbing, tickling feeling on your sides, “RAPTOR ATTACK!”

Apart from it tickling a bit, it scared the hell out of you and made you jump about five feet into the air, “AHHH!”

Some people within earshot of you gave you odd looks as you whipped around and found yourself immediately faced with stunning green eyes. You smiled and smacked Owen on the arm.

He pretended to be shocked and hurt, “What on Earth was that for?”

“You know what for,” you said, “And, by the way… Raptor attack? Really?”

He took you by the arm and the both of you started making your way off of the dock, “Ah, well, just trying to get you in the mood.”

Hopping into his jeep you chuckled nervously, “Yeah, right. I hope they like me.”

Owen smiled and looked over at you, “Of course they will, I’m the Alpha, they’ll think of you as my mate and respect you too.”

“Alpha, huh? I bet you use that one on all the girls.”

He started the car, “Only you, hun bun.”

The rest of the ride was filled with small talk and the general catching up. You were studying back in America so you kind of had to keep this a long distance relationship which wasn’t always easy, but you managed. And besides, you were almost done anyways, you were really trying to push for a job on the island so you could be near Owen but that was a worry for another day.

Soon, the bumpy car ride to the enclosure was over and the two of you hopped out of the car, “Yeesh, it is mildly warm out here,” you said sarcastically, taking off your top shirt to reveal your tank top.

“Are you trying to impress me, or the dinosaurs,” Owen commented.

“Well, I just want to make a good impression,” you retorted. You followed him a short distance and to something that looked like a viewing area of some sort, both sides closed off by safety fences.

“Here,” Owen said, “Just stand here and watch.”

“I think I can handle that,” you said, feeling the excitement kick your pulse up a few notches.

He signaled someone and all of sudden a tiny pig came squealing in through the opening in the enclosure. It disappeared in a hole in the wall and a panel slammed down behind it, keeping it from being eaten by the four beings that came streaking in behind it. Their sleek reptilian bodies moved around the arena, hissing at the people up on the catwalk above and nipping playfully at each other. They eventually saw you and Owen in the safety cage and slinked over. Your eyes were wide, this was the first time that you had been able to see the Raptors, and they were magnificent. They came closer to the gate that separated you from them, staring at each other in the eyes.

“This one it Blue,” Owen said, pointing to the one closest to the fence, “That one is Echo, there’s Charlie, and over there is Delta.”

“Awesome,” you whispered with a slightly open mouth.

All of a sudden, Blue, jumped forward towards the cage, making you jump back, just barely missing the her claws as she stuck her arm though an opening.

“Ahh!” You yelped.

Owen pushed you back to a safer distance, “Hey! No, Blue! No! Back, stay back!”

The Raptor looked at Owen and slid her arm out of the door quietly. The others had stayed back, and started hissing at you.

“Was it something I said?” you asked shakily.

He frowned and helped you up off of the ground, “No, I don’t know. Maybe they just didn’t sense that you were my mate?” He looked back in the cage, “I don’t know. Are you ok? Any scratches? Anything?”

You shook your head, “I don’t know either, maybe we need to kiss in front of them next time. Show then whose boss.”

He raised an eyebrow at you, “Ooh, scandalous. What would the people think?”

“Who cares?” and pecked him on the lips.

A near mauling by your boyfriends Raptors can really make a person crave physical contact.

One-shot (if you've seen the Flash T.V. show): The reader is a metahuman w/ cryokinetic abilities and can't control them, and when Barry tries to help, the reader ends up hurting him w/their powers? Basically, please give the reader an "Elsa-complex"

Ooh, sounds angsty! I'm on it! Thanks!

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Hi! I saw your Harley banner, and I was wondering if you do one-shots for her?

Yeah, I'm sure I can!

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!

The distractions…

Sorry!

Ok, so I lied. Just a little bit though. I did not get the chance to post the master list when I said I would and I'm sorry. I'm still working out some kinks with it right now. Sorry again but I truly am trying to get it on here! Thank you all for being patient with me! :-)

Just Joking Around

One-Shot request: Hey :) I asked you if you’d do Heath Ledgers joker one-shots and you said yes? So I was wondering if you could do one where he saves your life? Anouncments: Hope you all like it! Word count: 1021 Warning: Violence

Alright, if you survived this, you were moving to Alaska, maybe a different country. You didn’t care where as long as it was somewhere far, far away from Gotham. The only reason you still lived here was because you’ve been here all your life, you even took up a job at a bank so you could stay even though in a city like this that was a job no one would ever want, in fact, today was your third day. You thought that maybe the crime rate would go down next month, the one after, next year for sure. But now here you are, paying the price for your naivety laying on the floor of the bank as masked men with guns threatened to shoot someone if they didn’t get their money. You sighed deeply, this day just couldn’t get any worse.

But of course, the universe heard your thoughts and threw a hissy fit.

All of a sudden you felt yourself being yanked by the back of your shirt and thrown back down on the floor, hard. You yelped in pain and in surprised as your face slammed down on the cold tile, tasting fresh blood in your mouth from a new gash on your lip. You whipped your head around only to find yourself staring down the barrel of a very large gun and started to scoot backwards quickly. He lumbered towards you and grabbed the back of your neck with meaty fingers, tighter than what you thought was necessary, and brought your head to eye-level.

“Open the vault!”

You stared at him, unsure of what to do. Apparently you hesitated too long because he started dragging you over to the large hunk of cold metal that was the bank vaults door and threw you against it with bone crushing force. Your head banged against the door and made your teeth chatter as you looked back to the maniac with a gun.

“Are you deaf? Open the door!” He yelled again, this time raising his gun to point it at you.

A cold pit started to form in your gut, “I can’t,” You stated, which was true. You couldn’t open the vault, you hadn’t been given the code to unlock the door yet, you were still too new to be trusted.

You couldn’t see his face but you assumed it looked beet red, “What? What was that? I didn’t quite here what you just said. Speak a little bit louder for me!” He shoved the gun closer to your face.

Trying to take an almost calm breath you stated again, “I can’t open the door. I just started working here.”

“Oh yeah? Well, ‘newbie’, I think you’re lyin’, trying to be the hero, well, that’s not goin’ to fly here! Now, open the door on the count of five or you’re dead. One.”

The pit in your stomach started growing. Oh god, you thought, he’s actually going to do it, I’m going to die here.

“Two”

You were thinking fast, trying to find a way out of this. Nothing came to mind that wouldn’t get you immediately killed.

“Three!”

Then you saw it, his gun wasn’t held to him by anything. Maybe, just maybe, if you could get that gun you could find a way out of this.

“Four!”

Ahh, what the hell, you thought, I’m about to be shot anyway, might as well try. And lunged for his face.

He was cut off mid number when you smacked the gun to the side and kicked him in the knee. He gasped loudly and loosened the grip on the weapon and you snatched it out of his grip. He recovered quickly though and came at you but you swung the firearm like a bat and clubbed him in the head. It wasn’t pretty or graceful but he fell like a sack of potatoes. You stood up, smirking with satisfaction as you realized something, what about the other gunmen?

As if on cue you hear the distinctive click of a hammer being thrown back. Turning slowly you were met with another black metal barrel, close enough this time to touch your nose. You gulped rather loudly and closed your eyes. No getting out of this one. A thunderous boom went off like canon fire and you flinched, but you didn’t feel anything. Were you already dead? No, that’s not it. You opened your eyes to see the other gunman fall with a growing dot of red over his chest. Hearing noise behind you, you were met by a man with rather green looking hair and red face paint over his mouth like a splash of blood. He held a gun too, but not at you, a little toward your right, where the other man once stood.

He looked at you lazily and licked his lips, “You just can’t find good help these days. They’re always, running off and making decisions for themselves,” Suddenly he shot the man you had clubbed down too, “Really rather annoying if you ask me.”

Staring at him with wide eyes you thought, what is going on? Who is this guy? I should be dead right now.

He licked his lips again, “Ah, you must be confused. You see, I find you… interesting. I’m not just going to let you go off and die when I have plans for you now am I?”

“Pl… plans?”

“Oh yes, big ones. Very big ones. Don’t go skipping town now.” He started walking towards the back room.

There wasn’t a back door, you thought, why is he going there? Just then he grabbed two things out of his jacket pocket. One he threw to you, “Here’s my card, and remember, big plans!”

The other thing he threw into the room. It looked like a cartoonishly big grenade. You flinched as a blast came from the room and smoke billowed out through the doorway. You opened your eyes again only to find that the stranger had disappeared. You looked down at the card and frowned. It wasn’t a business card or anything official like that, it was a playing card.

The Joker, to be exact.