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.

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First Day

One-Shot Request by hatterwithaheart: You’re a Green Lantern, and you join the Justice League, but you’re very young, and very nervous to go to an official meeting with all the members. But, you hit it off with Hawkgirl, and she helps you feel like part of the team. Authors notes: Sorry this took so long! But since this is my first time writing tell me what you think! Thanks guys. Word Count: 742 Triggers: None Ahhh, first days, a day of being happy, excited, and nervous. Oh, so terribly nervous. Maybe even terrified Yes, definitely terrified. Even when you had a job like yours and had been through some rough stuff, this was terrifying. You were a Green Lantern, a very young one at that, and a very good one too. You were hesitantly recruited as a member of the Justice League with the added help and persuasion of your fellow human Lanterns, Hal Jordan and John Stuart. You were excited though. I mean, the Justice League, you were part of the freaking Justice League! But, then you had to think again, the Justice League, these people, these seven members of your new team, were basically Titans compared to you. Which is why first days can be terrifying. Today was your first official meeting with the members of the League and it made the butterflies in your stomach go into a frenzy. While knowing that today would be intense, you never thought it would be quite like this. Within the first few hours you had that feeling of being an outsider, which was to be expected, seeing as how you were new to the team. But this was different, you knew that everyone here thought of you as a child, even though you were no less a crime fighter or super hero than the rest of them. Still, you marched, and once or twice, anxiously floated your way through the Watchtower to get to the meeting on the other side of the space station, unintentionally going a bit slow. You may have been a Green Lantern, but you didn’t think you had the willpower to keep going towards the meeting room. You were so lost in your fretful thoughts that you didn’t see the fast approaching back of a certain team member. There was a sudden poof of sound as you ran into the large feathered wings of none other than Hawkgirl, a few papers flew from her hands as she was unexpectedly “attacked”. She suddenly turned around and her gaze fell on the slightly trembling figure that was currently your wide-eyed self. “I, uh, uh…” You stammered as you gathered up some of the pages you had accidentally knocked out of the Leaguer’s hands, “I am so sorry, I, I, I really need to watch where you’re going… I, uh, sorry, I mean where I’m going.” You handed back her papers and was about to mindlessly yammer on and say sorry about a thousand more times, but she interrupted you. “Slow down, kid,” You nodded your head a bit too rapidly, “Why are you in such a rush?” Hawkgirl asked non-chalantly. You stood there for a second, then answered with the best of your ability, “The- there’s a meeting in 20 minutes and I really don’t want to be late,” you fretted with the slightly glowing green ring on your finger. “That’s probably good. You want to walk together?” She asked, gesturing forward with a tilt of her head. You nodded your head and floated over next to her. She looked over at you and furrowed her eye-brows, “You seem nervous, what’s wrong?” You hesitated before answering, “It’s just that you all are, well, the Justice League. The head honchos and I’m just the newbie. Plus, today is my first meeting and I don’t know how I’m gonna hold up in there,” you were still fiddling with your ring when she chuckled. You looked over and asked, “What?” “You’re acting like you’re going to war, it’s just a meeting. I mean, yeah, you may be the newbie, but that doesn’t mean you’re any less a member of the team.” You bit your lip, “You think so?” She chuckled again, “Of course, kid. You’re part of the family and there’s no getting out of it.” You smiled slightly, “Thanks, I needed that.” “You’re welcome,” She said, “What you’re really gonna need to worry about is where you’re gonna sit at lunch” She walked on and you stood there with wide eyes, realizing she was right. Where were going to sit? She simultaneously interrupted your train of thought and kept you from having a heart attack when she looked back, “I was just joking, Y/N, you can sit with me, now let’s get going before Batman has our heads.” You blew out a sigh of relief and headed after her. Maybe first days weren’t so bad after all.

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8 years ago

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7 years ago

JUDGEMENT DAY

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9 years ago

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.

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imaginesofthefandoms

9 years ago

Can I request a one shot?

You can request as many one-shots as you would like!

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imaginesofthefandoms

9 years ago

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!

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imaginesofthefandoms

9 years ago

Hello! I was wondering if you have read the Incarceron series. If so, can you make a one shot for Keiro and Attia?

I haven't heard of that series, no. But I will add it to the list of books I need to read! Sorry!

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9 years ago

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.”

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imaginesofthefandoms

9 years ago

Would you ever want to add another writer to help with one shots?

I guess I probably should, huh. Well, let me think about it and if I agree I'll hold a competition or something like that, I don't really know. Thanks for the suggestion!

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8 years ago