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Grounded

One-Shot: Is it ok to request a one shot based off an existing imagine (secretly dating Zach and having your father Owen find out)? Thank you, great blog :) Announecements: I realize I am a bad person and I’m so sorry for not posting for so long again. But I love you all my precious peoples! Please enjoy :-) Warnings: None

“Alright Y/N, I’m heading out to work, try not to die while I’m out!”

You chuckled to yourself and shouted back down the hall, “No promises! Bye dad!”

You paused and listened, hearing the front door shut and your dad, Owen, start up his old motorcycle and leave. You hurried, got showered, dressed, and put your shoes on before making your way out of the Bungalow. Grabbing your bike you started to make your way to the docks.

Before you had come to the island you had met Zach and one thing led to another and boom, relationship. It had been a struggle ever since your father had gotten his really super cool job at Jurassic World and had to move to the island but miraculously, the both of you had stayed in contact. But, because your father was so protective, there really was no choice but to keep the relationship a secret. You pushed back the slight sadness of having to lie to your dad as you started thinking about today. Today was the day that Zach and his little brother, Gray, were coming to Jurassic World for a vacation and to visit their Aunt Claire. To be honest, this was the greatest coincidence ever. You stashed your bike at the usual place and walked into the bustling crowed of vacationing families, looking back and forth for the other teenagers.

Finally, you saw the disgruntled looking face of your boyfriend and the happy face of his brother, “Hey guys! Over here.”

Their heads snapped up and over to your position, immediately both of them started to smile.

“Y/N!” Zach said, walking up and hugging you.

Wow, you thought, this is your first hug from him in a long while. You forced yourself from him in fear that you would just stay there forever and placed your hands on your hips.

“C'mon,” you said, smiling, “I’ll show you to the hotel and then we can get you some VIP passes. Courtesy of my boss, your awesome aunt.”

The two boys shared a glance and turn their attention back to you.

“It’s really nice to actually see your face and not through a computer screen, Y/N,” Zach said, “Ive missed you so much.”

You softly pecked him on the cheek and then looked him in his soft, warm eyes, “I’ve really missed you too. And hey! Now we have a whole bunch of time to spend together! At least the days my dad is at work which is most of the time so-”

“Wait,” Zach interrupted, “I thought that you had told your dad.”

You grinned guiltily, “It might have slipped… ok, I didn’t tell him. But it’s not because I’m ashamed of you or anything! It’s just that, well, if he found out I really don’t know how he’d react.” You looked down at your shoes, “I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry, I don’t want you to have to lie to your dad, you should tell him at some point.”

“I know, I know, and I will, ok? Maybe once you’re safely off the island and a couple hundred miles out.”

He smiled softly and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, “Sounds good.”

You chuckled and turned your attention over to Gray, who had, for some odd, unknown reason, lost interest in the date talk.

“You ready to go see some dinosaurs?”

The smaller boy perked up instantly, “Finally! Now c'mon! We’re wasting daylight,” and with that, he began to jog ahead of you.

“He just sucks the energy right out of ya and uses it for his own purposes, doesn’t he?” Zach asked.

You laughed again, “C'mon, grumpy Gus,” And began pulling him in the direction of the hyper-active child.

—-

It was around the time after the T-Rex exhibit, that Gray finally asked, “Hey, Y/N?”

You looked over at him, “Yeah?”

“What does your dad do on the island?”

You shrugged a little bit, faking boredom, “Oh, y'know, he just trains a pack of wild Velociraptors, the normal stuff, I guess,” You smiled when you saw his face light up with wonder.

“Ooh, really? Can we go see them?”

Your smile dropped a bit, “Oh, um, I don’t know if…” you trailed off as you saw that look of excitement drop off his face, it broke your heart. No kid needs to have their dreams snuffed out, even if they involved sneaking around your fathers workplace with your contraband boyfriend.

“I don’t know if I can wait! Lets go,” you finally said, after sighing.

Zach looked over at you with a surprised look on his face, expecting you to say something different, “Are you sure? I thought that your dad didn’t know about us, really, we don’t have to go.”

You looked over at him with a nervous smile, “Ahh, what the heck? We’ll just need to do a bit of sneaking, and if we get caught then I’ll just say I’m giving you guys a private tour cause you’re the boss’ nephews. I’m sure everything will go ok.”

—-

The three of you stood just towards the edge of the jungle before the gigantic clearing the held the large arena for the Raptor training.

“Ok,” you said, and began pointing out specific places, “We’ll just run over behind that crate over there, and then over to that little alcove just over there and wait there for a little bit until they start doing something with the Raptors, got it?” After seeing them nod you continued, “Remember, if anyone asks who you are, you’re with me, alright? Alright, lets go,” and took off towards the crate.

Once the boys got there you looked around again and dashed off towards the ground level viewing area, and stepped to the side to catch your breath. The boys got there and only moments later you heard the familiar sound of the big gates sliding open and the sound of a pig’s squealing becoming louder.

You motioned them to crouch down, “Ooh, hey, its about to start. C'mon!”

The three of of you watched in awe as the four, sleek, reptilian bodies came into view, their lethality showing in their movements. Gray had his mouth wide open, and even Zach looked slightly excited.

“And we’re moving!” You looked up, squinting against the harsh sun, and smiled.

Your father started walking across the cat-walk, clicking the little think in his hand and speaking to the pack of Velociraptors.

Finally, after about a minute, “And, go!”

You smiled wider, “Go dad!” you whispered under your breath.

“That was awes-” Gray began.

“Shhh!” Zach and you hissed at the same time.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

You glanced around quickly and stood up, “Ok guys, time to go, lets hur-”

“Who are you? You’re not supposed to be- Y/N? What are you doing here? And who are you two?”

You froze and tensed up, “Hey, dad.”

Standing up fully you turned around and grimaced, “Um these two are, um, Claire’s’ nephews. She was wondering if I could, take, them… on… a private-”

“I don’t care if the president wanted you to take someone on a private tour. You know you’re not supposed to be here without my permission and someone to supervise you!”

He turned to Zach and Gray, looking sternly at the both of them, “Now the three of you need to leave right now, got it?”

The two of them shook their heads quickly while you sighed and looked down.

“Now, who are the two of you again?” He asked.

You started answering for them, but was cut off, by a terrified Zach, “I’m a boyfriend- I mean, their boyfriend, I mean, no, I’m not, oh god just shut up, I-”

You looked at him in disbelief, mouth slightly ajar.

“Excuse me?” Owen asked quietly, “What did you just say. Cause it sounded like you just said-”

“He’s my boyfriend, dad, and, it’s been going on for a couple months now and I just didn’t tell you because I knew you would over-react and… I’m sorry.”

You swear you could see the man’s eye twitch, “Wha- I just- why would you- I- Wow.”

You started to worry, you thought that he was maybe having a stroke or a heart attack, or something, “I’m sorry, dad, but I love him and I didn’t know what to do.”

Your father said what you were thinking at the exact same time you thought it.

“You’re grounded.”

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Can you please do more Jurassic World imagines? I really love them💕💕💕💕😘

Yup. I have some Imagines and One-Shots I'm working on now but people can still send some in!

Is it ok to request a one shot based off an existing imagine (secretly dating Zach and having your father Owen find out)? Thankyou, great blog :)

Of course its ok! I've got it written down. Thank you so much:-)

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.

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One-Shot request: It’s like an AU, with Cap training Pietro Maximoff and Pietro is acting all cocky and Cap is trying to control him, pulling Pietro by the ear when he gets annoying. But at the end Cap tells Pietro a story and they talk, and they get on better terms. Announcements: Again, I’m sorry this took so long. I’ve just been very busy. I hope you guys like it! Word count: 533 Warnings: None

Smoke filled the room, the only lights were randomly placed and dim. A certain Avenger was crouched down and peering through the smoke. He saw movement to the left, and then the right. The smoke started swirling around him, getting faster and faster. Within the smoke he saw flashes of blue and silver. The Avenger smiled and stood up, his plan had worked and the streak of blue and silver had ran right into his trap. Captain America pressed a button on a remote he had in his pocket and stood still. The motion sensors in the training room focused themselves on the streak and fired their rubber bullets. They would hurt but they wouldn’t kill, after all, this was only training. The streak was hit multiple times and slowed down. Pietro came to a jogging stop as the large fans begin blowing away the smoke and looked around with a smirk. Steve Rodgers pulled off his mask and furrowed his eyebrows at Pietro, “What are you smiling at?” “It was just a lucky shot. I’m too quick to be caught off guard that often. It’s a one in a million chance that it would happen in a real fight,” Pietro scoffed and shook out his legs only to see Cap still staring at him. “What?” Steve gritted his teeth slightly, “Kid, I know your speed gets you out of a lot of trouble, but acting cocky doesn’t help anyone with anything. Start acting serious.” The Maximoff chuckled and started zipping around Captain America, “I don’t need to act serious when no one can catch me.” Steve sighed and pushed the button again, and again the little projectiles bounced off of Pietro in multiple directions. “Ow! Ok, what was that for?” “Listen, I know you may be fast but things are going to happen that will catch you off guard and you won’t always have your speed. I don’t entirely rely on my shield, I have more resources to pick from in case I don’t have others,” Steve looked at Pietro in the eye. “We train for a reason, ok? It’s my job to make sure that you all have the correct skills to replace the Avengers and to do that you need to take these sessions seriously or you or your team members could and probably will get hurt.” Pietro evaded eye contact, images of a hurt Wanda flashing through his head, finally nodding his head. “Ok, I got it. You’re right.” Captain America smiled slightly, “Now, let’s try again, and remember, you always have more than one tool in the toolbox.” Pietro stared at Cap, trying not to laugh at how much of an old guy saying just came out of his mouth. And then he realized that Cap is an old guy and laughed a little harder. “What?” asked the Avenger asked suspiciously. “It’s just that, well… nothing, its nothing.” “Uh huh, well, let’s push that nothing away and get back to work,” Captain America turned around and Pietro let out a chuckle as smoke again began to fill the room. Pietro let out a chuckle and went back to the starting position. This time using more than one tool.