One-Shot: Can I please have a one-shot with Zach from Jurassic world where the reader is his girlfriend and plus size. And he keeps looking at the other girl so she hangs out with Gray then when a dinosaur almost kills her he like realizes his mistake please love your imagines Announcements: It’s a few minutes after midnight so technically it’s Monday so I’m sorry for lying about when I would get this out. Hope you guys like it! Warnings: One death, not really put into detail though. “Wow,” You whispered as the island came into view. You looked up at your boyfriend, Zach, and smiled, “Thank you so much. This is amazing.” He smiled slightly back down at you. You know you weren’t the skinniest girl in the world but that apparently didn’t stop him from loving you. And for him to take you along on this trip? To an Island full of dinosaurs? To Jurassic World? You knew that he really did mean it. Zach’s younger brother, Gray, started pushing his way to the front, taking you along with him. You didn’t offer up much of a fight as you had wanted a better look too. Looking back at Zach you noticed him looking around and then something on the below deck catching his attention. You followed his gaze and noticed a group of pretty high school girls giggling and smiling back up at Zach. A little pulse of, something, jealousy, you thought, went off in your heart. You pushed those thoughts to the back of your head though. He’s just being friendly, you decided as your mind was then pulled back to the growing form of Jurassic World. —- Eventually, through a series of events that included meeting the boys’ Aunt, making an escape from a baby dino petting zoo, and a T-Rex eating a goat, you all ended up at a ride that would allow a closer look at the dinosaurs. To you it just looked like a high-tech, human sized hamster ball but you could look the other way. And thats when you saw it. Looking up you saw Zach, looking around again, and again he caught the attention of a group of pretty girls. This time he stared long enough to make you feel sad. You looked at the girls, they were pretty and skinny, unlike you. You frowned and pushed off of his arm lightly and went over to Gray who was next in line. “Hey,” you said, “Need a second rider?” He looked at you, then at Zach, and then back to you, “What about Zach?” “He’ll be fine,” and with that, the two of you got into the hamster ball. You looked back and saw that Zach had gotten into a ball with some random guy, looking confused when he saw you in the other ball. Looking forward again you pressed the handle down and shot forward. Why were you acting like this, you thought, because I’m jealous, ok? About ten minutes in to the ride, a little screen popped up and a voice came over the speakers, “ The ride is now over, please return to docking area immediately.” The two of you looked at each other and groaned, “Ahh man,” You said. All of a sudden your phone started buzzing. Taking it out you saw the name, ‘Zach’. You answered it, “Yeah?” “Hey, you guys see that hole over there? The two of you searched along the large metal fence until you saw it, “Yeah, why?” “Well,” he started, “I mean, I only want the two of you to get your full Jurassic World experience don’t I? I bet there are a ton of Dinosaurs that we aren’t even seeing.” You and Gray frowned, “But the thing says we have to go back. And what about the guy you’re with? "Ehh, he fell asleep. Jet Lag or something. Anyway, we’re VIP’s, we won’t get into trouble. I promise.” Gray started shaking his head, “No, no. I really don’t think that’s a good id-” All of a sudden Zach’s ball went down the hill and through the side of the wall. Wow, you thought, he actually just did that! You groaned and looked over at Gray, whose eyes were wide, “Well, we have to go after him,” and pressed forward after him It didn’t take long to find him and you all found yourselves in a large clearing, staring right at some armor plated dinosaurs. “Alright,” you told him, “We have now seen four more dinosaurs then we had before, now le-” “Five,” Gray interrupted. “What?” you looked over at him, “No, there are only four.” You pointed them out, “One, two, three, four-” “Five,” He said, pointing at a reflection in the glass. You all looked up, Zach too, and what you saw almost made your heart stop beating. It was a very large, very angry looking dinosaur with very sharp teeth. Everyone screamed, which woke up the guy next to Zach and then he also started screaming. It’s claws slammed down on the glass, making it shatter as one deadly talon broke through. It tried shaking you loose but all it did was somehow roll the ball onto its glass top. All of a sudden one of the other four dinosaurs hit it with it’s tail, thankfully taking it’s attention off of you for a moment. You tried to use the controls, but to no avail. You started to panic as you couldn’t find Zach’s ball, but you hoped he was ok. The ball shook as the large dinosaur now found the two of you interesting again. Suddenly the ball raised from the ground, taking you and Gray with it, and slammed back down. This happened two more times until you could grab hold of the belts and release them. You and Gray fell down onto soft dirt and sharp glass as you finally made your escape. Finally, the two of you started running as fast and as hard as your legs could manage, you held on to Gray’s hand for dear life, trying to make sure he was keeping up with you. And that’s how you stayed for what seemed like an eternity, running from a humungous dinosaur. Your breath started to run ragged, Gray pulling ahead of you now. You let go of his hand. You were about to become dino food when Zach came running at you from the side, pushing you out of the way as large white jaws came crashing down to where you once stood. With stranger in tow he said, “This way! Run!” You and Gray changed your course. All of a sudden there was a screaming coming from behind you. Whipping your head around you saw that the man was suddenly jerked up from the ground and thrown to the side. Nothing we can do for him now, you thought. Soon the remaining three of you stood at the top of a short waterfall. “We have to jump,” you said. Gray looked up at you, “What? No, I don’t think I can-” “On three,” Zach intervened, “One… two… Three!” The cold water came up to meet you. You all stayed under water until the beast left, and then came crashing to the surface, gasping for air. Crawling to the surface, Zach looked at you, “Hey, why’d you leave?” “You really want to talk about this now?” “Well, I mean, I just wanted to know is all.” You laughed slightly, your chest rising and falling rapidly, “It’s just, well, ok, heres the thing, I saw you looking at those girls on the boat and then just now at the ride and I got, well, jealous. They were all skinnier than me so, well, I guess I just got insecure.” He placed his hand on your shoulders, “To be honest, I kind of was. But, now, I realize that I was so, so wrong. I love you, alright? You could be the size of the moon and there would still be no one else that could ever compare to you. If I was gonna get stuck being dinosaur bait then I’m glad I’m bait with you.” You smiled at him, all of a sudden hearing a voice next to you, “Well, big brother, that really hurts.” Everyone was silent for a moment, in the next, though, everyone was in stitches. It was all cut off when a loud roar came crashing through the jungle. It sounded close. “We’d better go,” you said. And with that, the three of you began your journey to find somebody who knew what they were doing.
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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.
I have 2 moods when writing.
Write 10 pages in one go, holy shit, my hands won’t stop moving, Imma get this fic done in like 2 hours WUT
I forgot how to English, oh god, write one sentence, watch 3 movies, write another sentence, the ideas are there but they just won’t come out how the frick do I end this, this Word Document has been open for over a week WELP
Hi! I was wondering if you have a master list? :)
No, not yet, but I'm working on one! Sorry
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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:-)
One-Shot request: can you do a one shot where you have healing powers but you can’t Heal yourself? and then one of the avengers gets really injured so you have to use all your powers on them to save their life and you almost die but the rest of them nurse you back to health? sorry if that didn’t make sense haha Announcements: I hope you guys enjoy! Warnings: Near death experience Word Count: 833 When will the bad guys ever learn?
Hopefully soon because this was getting annoying. And tiring, you hadn’t slept all that much in the past week and neither had the rest of your team, the Avengers. Although, you thought you had more of the right to complain than the rest of them. Your ability to heal others had you constantly on your toes and healing broken bones, cuts, and any other major injury you could think of. It was a sad fact that you couldn’t heal yourself which meant that you had plenty of cuts and bruises yourself that would take time to go away. You complained silently to yourself about the unfairness of it all as you dodged bullets and hid behind the corner. SHEILD had intercepted a transmission a week earlier detailing a major weapons deal for HYDRA going on in Cairo. And, of course, even with Tony asking the HYDRA agents nicely to put their guns down, they didn’t, and instead decided to start pointing them at your faces. And so you played the role of battle field nurse, dealing out a few good punches of your own. But you could feel it, the old familiar fatigue of using your gift too much, draining you slowly. But you fought through it as usual, making your way to Steve whose side was bleeding slightly from being grazed by one of the many stray bullets flying throughout the room. But, then, out of the corner of your eye you saw it. One of the agents had pulled out the weapon intended for sale, a hand-held laser canon or something, and pointed it at Clint’s back. You, Tony, and Natasha had seen the exact same thing and simultaneously dove for the exposed Avenger but were all too late. The laser ripped through his body as if it were nothing. You stood there for a second, just staring, but snapped back into focus and ran for Clint, who was lying still on the floor. Other things around you were drowned out, you faintly registered Natasha taking the shooter down, and the rest of the Avengers ending the fight, as you checked for a pulse. It was faint, but it was there. Breathing out a sigh of relief your hands started to glow with the usual warm, soft light as you began using your gift on Clint. Soon, however, your vision started to fade, the blackness tugging on your consciousness, but still you pushed. This injury wasn’t like anything you’ve done before, and it was still too critical to stop going. The gash on Clint’s stomach slowly began to close, but you didn’t get to see the end result, as you fell backwards, embracing the sweet, sweet grips of unconsciousness. —- You opened your eyes slightly, but the light hurt of the room hurt too much so instead you listened, “Y/Ns going to be fine, none of this is your fault, Clint,” you wanted to say something but soon fell back asleep. Clint was still healing and in the hospital bed next to yours, which you found out very quickly was a bad idea. He was a talker, a very, very big talker, most of the talking was him saying sorry about you being in the hospital even after the multiple times of you saying it wasn’t his fault. Eventually he relaxed and soon he was released from the restraints of his bed and left you to be the only one in a hospital gown. Over the next week the rest of the Avengers came in and out, bringing gifts and real food. Natasha and Tony talked with you about the latest gossip, Steve brought you hot chicken soup, Bruce brought you new books, Thor told stories about Asgard, and Clint watched television with you. All in all it was a nice week of recovering. —- A few days later and it was your last day in the hospital, and you were thankful, but it was almost hard to leave. Over the week you had the chance to catch up on your rest. It was also nice to have someone heal you for once. You were about to put your actual clothes on when Steve entered the room. “Hey, Y/N. It’s just that, well, Loki is back in town and he’s causing a bit of havoc downtown and we were wondering if you were feeling up to a fight. If not that’s ok but we could use the help.” You looked longingly at the bed but nodded your head, “Yeah. Let me get dressed and I’ll meet you guys downtown.” You went to the drawer and grabbed your clothes, “Just, don’t any of you go getting hurt while I’m not there.” “Sounds good, see you then,” and with that Steve left the room. With one last glance at the bed you sighed and changed. You tried to complain a bit less this time.
Can I request a one shot?
You can request as many one-shots as you would like!
Masterlist?
I am working on that currently. It should be up soon! Either tomorrow or Tuesday if possible :-)