Can I Request A Zach Mitchell Imagine?

Hi so I totally blanked out did I just send in a request for zach Mitchell where you guys meet at the park and like each other but fall out of touch and meet again in college where you are both studying sciences/archeology/paleontology where reader wants to be a geneticist and work at Jurassic world and zach now has an interest in dinosaurs ??? Pls and thank you sorry I'm such a spaz

Thats ok! You did send it in but I must warn you, I have a lot of One-Shots in the works so it may not show up for awhile

If net neutrality dies we aren’t getting it back. I just hope you guys know that. This government never fixes it’s mistakes until decades later if at all, and especially under Trump, they won’t ever fix their mistakes.

The BEST thing you can do is to call your members of Congress at 202-224-3121. Call three times, because you have two senators and one House representative.

Congress has oversight over the FCC, and they have stopped their votes before. Its vital you call them now, go to their local offices now (chances are there is one right next to you), and pressure them to take action. To actually go over there and stop them. To bring up all the lies the FCC is saying about net neutrality, about how they’re ignoring the lawsuit against them. WE ONLY HAVE 6 DAYS!!.

WOWZA

I really can’t believe it everybody, 500 followers! There are really no words at how much all of you mean to me… If there ain’t no you, there ain’t no me, lol. Thanks again! I love you all!

Made You Look

One-Shot: Hello! Would you mind doing a Batman one-shot? Where the reader helps Batman and Robin by staying behind in the Batcave and communicating with them, telling them where the bad guys are, and looking things up on the computer, and such? Announcements: This may have gone a little off track and I’m sorry, but I hope you all like it! Warnings: None

Your feet slapped against the cool surface of the floor as you made your way and sat back down on the cushy swivel chair. You curled your pajama covered knees up to your chest and took a long sip from the piping hot cup of cocoa that was in your hands. Readjusting the headphones you looked up at the glaringly bright computer screens in front of you and smiled.

“It’s nice and quiet, just how I like it.” You said to no one in particular.

All of a sudden the screens lit up and an alarm started going off. You jumped up and spilled some cocoa on your pants. Hissing in pain you set the cup down and pressed a button to silent the alarm. Different sorts of pages replaced the alarm warning, it looked like a robbery was taking place at the old bank.

You tapped another button, “Awesome person to the two weirdos in funny costumes, there’s a robbery at the old bank downtown, y'know the one?”

A young boy’s voice came through your headphones, “Yeah, we’re on our way now. And our costumes aren’t funny… well, mine isn’t, Batman does have little bat-ears.”

“And you, my dear boy wonder, wear spandex.”

“Yeah? Well you, uh… well at least I don’t… um.”

You chuckled, “Face it, you have nothing.”

“We’re here,” said Bruce, “How many are inside?”

You switched to a satellite feed and pulled up the inferred, counting off all of the glowing red forms on the screen.

“I count 32 hostages and 6 robbers, they’re armed but I can’t tell with what. Can you find a way in?”

“We’ll manage,” said the older man.

There were a few minutes of silence with some sounds of shoes on cement. You took the time to hack into the video cameras to watch all of the drama unfold. You picked up your mug again, taking a sip only to find that it was pretty much empty, which reminded you that you were soaked in hot chocolaty goodness. Grumbling to yourself, you realized that you would have to stay like this until they saved the day.

You finally saw two familiar figures appear on one of the camera feeds, “Two on your right.”

They took them down with ease, none of the other robbers noticing them until it was too late. To be honest these guys were pretty easy to take down compared to past experiences, and soon enough all of them were down. Currently they were tying up some of the bad guys that weren’t knocked out completely. You were just about to stand up and make your way upstairs to take a shower when you saw a quickly moving red dot making it’s way to Batman and Robin.

“Watch out, to the left!” You yelled at them.

On the video feed you saw the two of them dive out of the way as a slew of gunshots went off. You couldn’t see who did it but moments later there was a sound of someone being punched really hard and falling to the floor.

“Nice catch,” Bruce said, making you smile with satisfaction.

“Yeah, maybe you’re not completely useless,” Dick added.

“You’re shoes untied,” you said.

Looking on the camera you noticed him looking down quickly, only to notice that they weren’t.

“Made you look,”

He turned around and made what you assumed to be a really ugly face at the one of the cameras.

“Nice try, but that’s the wrong one.”

“Y'know what, I’m gonna-”

He was cut off by the sounds of police sirens and Bruce, “You can argue later, time to go.”

They disappeared from the screen just as SWAT teams busted in through the doors. You took off the headphones and made your way upstairs. What a twerp, you thought.

Cold Shoulder

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” Announcements: I really had fun with this one *sadistic laughter* and I really hope that you all enjoy. I was thinking about possibly doing a part 2 with this one, if anybody wants to request it *wink wink*. Warnings: A little bit of violence and self deprecation.

This was just NOT your day. Currently you running away from Central City PD after a simple misunderstanding. You were just going about your day at your job when a customer who’s arms were full, tripped. You had reached out and tried to catch her but, somehow, that had set off your powers. Suddenly, everything that the customer had dropped smashed into the floor into thousands of tiny, frozen pieces. The next few minutes were filled with people screaming and running away from you, and eventually, CCPD showing up, thinking you were another super villain.

You had dashed out of there, not knowing what else to do except get away from anyone else you could hurt. And that’s where you are now. In your work uniform, running away with little ice patches forming wherever you stepped. Soon you found yourself in one of the more run down places in the city, mostly just abandoned warehouses.

Ducking into one, you were about halfway through the floor when there was suddenly a red blur in front of you. One moment it was just empty space, the next there was a man in a red spandex suit in front of you. The Flash.

You stumbled back, “No, please, don’t come any closer! I don’t want to hurt you.”

Ignoring what you said, he started inching forward, approaching you like a scared animal, “It’s ok, I can help you.”

With every step he took forward you were taking two steps back, “No, no, please. I don’t know how to control it. Please, stop!”

Ice was starting to grow around you rapidly, moving out in all directions, even up the walls. The Flash looked away from you for a moment, as if listening to something, which he probably was.

After a moment he looked back at you with is kind eyes and tried again, “Please, just calm down. I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to help.”

Your back hit the wall and now you started feeling like a cornered animal, shutting your eyes you held your hands out in front of you, trying to make him back off a bit.

“Get back!” You yelled.

Suddenly, ice streaked from your hands and struck the Flash in the chest, sending him flying backwards. Your eyes shot open in shock. Oh no, no, no, no. That’s not good. You didn’t mean to do that.

Everything was quiet for a moment, then you gained back some of your senses, “F-Flash? Oh, God, are you ok? I- I didn’t mean for that to happen! I promise, I’m sorry!”

Against your urge to run away, you started inching forward, trying to see if he was ok, “Flash? A-Are you ok?”

You didn’t want to get too close to him in case your powers went off again, so you gave him a wide berth and circled around to try and see his face. He didn’t look good. His lips were starting to turn blue and what little you could see of his face was deathly white. Ice crystals formed on his eyelashes and his entire chest was encase in ice. Your hand went to cover your mouth.

You did it again. You messed up and now someone, a symbol of hope to this city, a superhero, was dying, or already dead. You did something that no super villain could do before, because you didn’t control your stupid power. While he was trying to help you, no less. That make you a super villain, you thought. You’re nothing better than a super villain. You started hyperventilating.

“I’m so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. It’s all my fault.”

All of a sudden, he groaned in response. It was so quiet that you all, almost didn’t hear it. You gasped in a sort of relief that he wasn’t dead.

You thought he tried to say anything else but before he could, police and SWAT started pouring through what seemed like every entrance. All of them had guns and they were being pointed at your head. You tried to calm yourself down as everyone started yelling at you to get down. Dropping to your knees and raising your hands, you tried focusing on the Flash, who was currently trying to move. He managed to roll over onto his back and look you in the eyes.

With one last attempt before they dragged you up and out of the building, you managed to say, “I’m so sorry.”

Attention Everyone!!!

Tumblr is being weird and like, ate two of my messages and since I am a mushy brain I pretty much forgot what was in them and who they were from! One of you sent in a request twice, the second time you sent it in was because you didn’t know if your computer had sent it in or not because it was having problems. I’m sorry if thats not that specific but thats all I remember, sorry and thank you!

Merry Christmas!

And to anyone that doesn’t celebrate Christmas, I hope your holidays are going well too! Loves to all! :-)

Scaredy Cat

One-Shots: Can I have a Zach Mitchell imagine when it’s my birthday and he takes me somewhere romantic? Please Announcements: Hope you all enjoy this one! Warnings: None

You ran your hands through your hair and yawned, making your way outside of the hotel and into the humid night air. You began to look around for your boyfriend, Zach, who had texted you to come outside. You started to yawn again when someone jumped in front of you. Instead of yawning you let out a strangled cry of surprise and jumped back.

“Yeesh, scaredy cat,” Zach said, coming out of the shadows, “I wasn’t being that creepy.”

You let out a breath and slugged your boyfriend in the arm, “You were totally being creepy! Like, serial killer creepy! What are you doing?”

He laughed and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, “Eh, well, what better day to make you fear for your life then your birthday! And besides, I needed to grab your attention. Because, since I am the best boyfriend ever, I’m taking to a nice place.”

You squinted at him, “What place is gonna be open this late in an amusement park?”

“It’s not a restaurant… exactly, but I’m gonna cover your eyes.”

“Ok, now we’re going back into serial killer territory, where are we going?”

“No spoilers,” Zach said, whilst wrapping a piece of cloth around your eyes.

“You run me into something and I swear I will kick you in the shins,” you commented after he took your hand and began walking.

“I would expect nothing less.”

After a few minutes of silence and more walking, Zach stopped suddenly, causing you to bump into the back of him. You furrowed your eyebrows and walked backwards, trying not to fall over in the process.

“Can I take this off now?” You asked.

“Allow me, m'lady,” he replied.

You felt the cloth being untied and then moving away from your face. Blinking quickly to make your eyes adjust to the low light, you let out a small gasp. In front of you there was a large fluffy blanket with dinosaurs on it, probably from the gift shop, and on it was a small picnic, with some candles strewn about.

You smiled brightly and turned to Zach, “Oh, it’s wonderful. This is really sweet, you didn’t have to do this, y'know.”

“Of course I did! Why wouldn’t I? Your the best friend I’ve ever had, and, well, I love you,” he said quietly.

You grabbed his hand and sat on the blanket, careful not to set anything on fire, and then kissed him on the cheek, “I love you too. Now, whats for dinner?”

He smiled at you, “Uh, well, obviously I didn’t have anything to cook, so,” he took two containers of take-out food and handed one to you, “I got some stuff from that restaurant we saw earlier.”

“Even more romantic,” you said, taking the food.

The two of you sat there for the rest of the night, talking and looking at the island and the stars, while finishing mediocre park food. You almost fell asleep right then and there if Zach hadn’t told you to go to bed for real. While in the elevator you smiled sleepily and chuckled softly at nothing in particular.

Well, maybe one thing, or, should you say, person.

*Gif not mine

Can you do an imagine where the reader and Derek are on a date but the pack didn't really like her bc they thought there was something "suspicious" about her so they sabotage the date in order to find out what she is. She gets fed up & leaves, since dere K really likes her he gets mad at the pack and tries to get her back?! I'm sorry if it's confusing.😁 but thanks!

Ooh, this sounds like a fun one! It has been added to the list! :-)