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Pinkie Promises

One-Shot: 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 Announcements: I hope you all enjoy this one! It was fun to wright. Warnings: None, I’m pretty sure. Maybe mild language, it depends on who you are.

Crap.

Oh crap.

Crrraaaaap.

Hmmm, yeah… no. This is not a good thing that is happening at this very moment in time. You and your boyfriend, Zach, were supposed to be looking after his little brother, Gray. And, well… as you had said, crap. He was gone. Off into the great big sea of tropical shirts and fanny packs.

You should have listened to Owen, he told you and Zach that it might have not have been the best idea to watch Gray since you and Zach were dating. And as always he was correct. But, as they say, hindsight is 20-20. You tore at your hair with anxiety and started looking around franticly and

“Zach, Zach, we need to tell someone, ok? We need to tell someone and then they can help find him and-”

Zach grabbed you lightly by the shoulders, “Hey, hey, calm down, ok? It’s not like he can stay lost for very long. And we don’t need to tell anyone, ok? My mom would kill me and then my aunt. I can not be responsible for another persons death. Now, lets go,” and with that, you began to walk around, calling Gray’s name.

—-

It all started about an hour ago. It was a normal day for Jurassic World, sweaty park goers and screaming children. Claire had been called in to work suddenly and Owen was busy with his Velociraptors so she had asked Zach and you to watch over Gray. Owen really didn’t think it was a good idea because the two of you had been long distance dating and finally, after months, had gotten to see each other in person again after your father, Owen had gotten this job.

“C'mon, dad. It’s just for one day, and besides, whats so bad about us watching Gray.”

Owen sighed, “Because, you are a couple of in love teenagers that are gonna get distracted and lose him.”

You groaned, “I promise we won’t be that distracted, plus, you have to go to work so…”

He din’t say anything for a moment, “Fine, just don’t lose the kid please.”

You smiled in victory, “I promise. Now bye!”

“Bye,” he said, unconvinced.

—-

A few minutes later you had met up with Zach and Gray and went off to see a few of the animal exhibits, Gray geeking out and Zach and you staring longingly into each others eyes. At least thats what it seemed like. Right now you were freaking out and couldn’t remember of the details. The three of you were sitting around the fountain near the entrance to take a break. You do vaguely remember Gray asking for the two of you to hurry up so they could go see more dinosaurs, but again, Zach and you were lovey doveying up the place.

“I really missed you,” you said.

“I missed you too,” he replied.

After a minute of you two catching up, you looked around and noticed that there was a Gray shaped hole in the immediate area around you.

You tapped Zach’s arm, “Hey, where is Gray? Wasn’t he just here?”

“You sure? Maybe he just went to the bathroom or something.”

“No, now that I think about it, I haven’t seen him in a couple minutes.”

The two of you realized what happened and looked at each other slowly, “Crap.”

—-

And now here you were, the two of you were looking for the smaller boy and yelling his name around the park. You went to each of the exhibits, even to the small petting zoo, but you couldn’t find him.

You looked over at Zach, who was looking more worried by the minute, “Hey, you said, its gonna be ok. We’ll find, him, I mean, it’s not like he could have gotten eaten by anything. Heck, maybe he’s in the lost and found?”

He sighed and looked over at you, “We’ve already looked there, remember?”

“Yeah, I know. Oh, uh, what about the Rex exhibit? We haven’t checked there, right?”

“Yeah, right. Lets go.”

—-

Zach and you squinted in the low light, looking around people and trying to not be distracted by the goat outside the observatory being devoured. You tried sorting through the sounds, trying to hear the familiar voice of Gray. All of a sudden, Zach grabbed your hand and led you to the front of the crowed. You instantly let out a breath of relief as you saw the shaggy blond head of Gray.

“There you are, you little squirt!” Zach yelled over the tells of delight from the crowed, “You can’t just disappear like that, we were worried.”

The three of you made your way to the back of the crowed to have a bit more privacy, “We’ve been looking everywhere for you,” you began, “Why did you just run off?”

The younger Mitchell looked down, “I told you I was leaving. It was you two that didn’t listen because you were too busy with yourselves.”

Zach and you looked at each other in guilt, “We’re sorry, Gray. We just haven’t seen each other in a very long time and, well, we got a little distracted. I’m sorry,” you said.

Zach stepped in a moment later, “Yeah, sorry. I promise that we’ll stop being completely distracted, ok? But you can’t ever run off again, ok? Also, we’re not gonna tell mom, or Aunt Claire, ok?”

You cut in quickly, “Or my dad. Ever. We gotta pinkie promise.”

Zach smiled over at you, “Yup. It’s our little secret.”

The two of you looked hopefully down at Gray, who squinted at the both of you, “Fine, but I get half of your souvenir money and the employee discount.”

“Deal,” Zach and you said simultaneously.

He smiled deviously and stuck out his pinkie, then Zach, and then you, shaking on it while the T-Rex let out a huff from outside.

Pinkie promises are no joke.

Heyyyy! Grounded was AMAZING like you !!! You are a great writer. Stay amazing ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so very much, that really does mean a lot to me :-) I am so sorry I haven't posted in a while. Just a whole bunch of things happening all at once I suppose. But thank you so much again and really, you are the amazing one! Stay awesome yourself!

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.

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!!.

Thanks so much! You’re even freaking cooler!

imaginesofthefandoms you’re so freaking cool!!!!

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!

The distractions…

Cold Shoulder Part Two

Okay so I just read your cold shoulder imagine and please do another part, please it was amazing! Also I love your writing! Have a good day! Announcement: Here’s part two! I hope you guys like how it ended, and if not then I can always do another part. Thank you for reading and I hope you’re all doing well. Enjoy! :-) Warnings: Mention of guns/Mentions of killing.

This can’t be happening, no no no no, it can’t be real! You couldn’t breathe, your heart was ramming itself against your chest so violently you thought your ribs were going to break. You were dragged inside an armored truck and people dressed like they were prepared for war followed you inside. One of them shoved you roughly onto one of the metal benches and cuffed your hands and feet to the floor. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to control your breathing, tried to keep your powers in check, tried not to think about how you could have killed someone, tried not to think about how they were going to throw you in a hole to rot for the rest of your days…

You snapped your eyes when the van started moving and glanced around. They weren’t exactly pointing their guns directly at your face… But they weren’t about to let their guards down, either. You sighed bitterly, it’s not like you were going to try anything, you deserved this. You just about killed this city’s greatest hero. You dearly hoped he was ok.

You were trying to keep yourself under control, trying to not hyperventilate, and definitely trying not to flash freeze anyone else, no pun intended. You huffed out a sigh and slouched back, banging your head on the wall as you did so. Everyone sat in silence as the van jostled around every time it hit a pothole. This went on for a few more minutes until you felt the van stop and heard the engine shut off. Everyone tensed up and as the back doors swung open you were unchained from the floor and roughly shoved out onto the pavement. You were led inside a large grey cement building where you were searched and promptly shoved into a tiny cell.

The thick metal door was slammed shut behind you and after a moment of relative silence, you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding and slumped back against the wall. Tears stung your eyes, you couldn’t believe what was happening, just yesterday, you were talking to your friends about seeing a movie this weekend, and now, you were a criminal.

It seemed like hours had passed since they threw you in there. You were just about to slip into blissful unconsciousness when all of a sudden, you heard what might have been an explosion outside of the building. You jumped up and onto the sorry excuse for a bed and craned your neck to look outside, all the guards were running outside, including, it seemed, the two stationed outside your cell door. You were still trying to look out the tiny window when you heard the door to your cell buzz and slam open. Whipping your head around and almost falling off the bed, your eyes looked over and met those of none other than the Flash.

Your eyes opened wide with shock as you started stammering out an apologie, “I-Flash-Mr. Flash, sir, I-I am really truly super sorry about almost freezing you, I was panicking and I couldn’t control my powers and I fully expect you to be angry at me for the rest of your life but I want you to know that I didn’t mean to do it and-”

He cut you off before you could keep making a fool out of yourself, “Listen, we can’t talk now, we gotta go.”

The Flash extended his hand towards you. Not getting the hint, you looked at his hand and then back up at his face quickly, “Wh-What do you mean?”

“I mean we’re breaking you out of here, now come on!”

Slowly getting off the bed, you looked deep into his eyes, “But I hurt you, I deserve to be here.”

He looked back at you with puppy dog eyes and said, “No, you don’t, you said it yourself, it was an accident. You said you cant control your powers and my team and I can help with that. But, that’s only if we leave right now.”

After a moments hesitation, you slipped your hand into his and suddenly he picked you up bridal style and the world become nothing more than a blur. You shut your eyes to keep from becoming dizzy even though it was all over within a matter of seconds. Once you felt the two of you stop moving you cracked open your eyes and immediately felt your cheeks become warm. The room the two of you stopped in was large and looked like a lab, but the part that made you embarrassed was the fact that there were three other people staring at you curled up against the Flash like a scared child. He set you down and you quickly tried to straighten your hair and clothes to look more presentable.

The Flash spoke first, “Y/N, this is my team,” he gestured towards the trio that consisted of an older gentleman with a suit on and a police badge peeking out, a young woman in her twenties with kind eyes and a 1000 watt smile, and young guy with long hair and an amused look on his face.

After a moment, you remembered your manners and spoke up, “Hello, I’m Y/N, but I guess you already knew that.” You added in an awkward smile at the end as an attempt to ease the tension in the room a bit.

They each introduced themselves as Joe, Caitlin, and Cisco, each sending a smile in your direction. Wow, you thought, these were friendly people.

After a few moments, Flash finally broke the awkward silence, “So, Y/N, like I had said earlier, my team and I, we can help you control your powers. I know when I first got mine I was nervous and scared of what they meant for my future. But, then, with help, I realized that my powers could be used for good, so I became the Flash. We want to help you control your powers and maybe, one day, you could help save this city with us. You don’t have to, of course, its a very large responsibility, but we’ll still help you out.”

You looked at the Flash with wide eyes, not expecting this conversation to take this kind of turn, “But, I hurt you. Aren’t you afraid I might be a bad guy? I mean I’m not, but… I guess what I’m trying to say is, after what I did to you, why did you break me out?”

He thought about his answer for a moment, “It’s because I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. I looked into your eyes and I knew that you were just scared. I broke you out because you’re innocent.”

You looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, and then you glanced at the other three people in the room.

After a heavy pause, you answered, “I mean, it would be rather nice to not freeze almost anything I touch. I am still very sorry about that by the way.”

The Flash smiled in your direction as you heard Cisco speak up, “So does that mean…”

You finished his sentence for him, “I’ll join you guys, if you’ll have me.”

The four of them paused, looking at each other. For a moment you thought you had said something wrong and they were angry at you before Caitlin looked you in the eyes.

With another smile, she said, “Welcome to the team, Y/N.”

Hey so I love your imagines but there was one that I liked a lot and I was wondering if you could expand on it, I've been so hard in the Zach Mitchell/Nick Robinson feels lately and the one about being Owens daughter and Zach falling for you is the one I'm talking about. If you can't that's okay but if you can that would make my day! Thanks so much and keep doing you!

Sure thing! It's going to be paired with two other imagine that all are very similar so be looking out for that! Thank you!