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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

Cocky

One-Shot: Imagine you have a fall out with Owen but then when trouble starts you find him and you work together but at the end you get injured and you can make up the ending Announcements: Sorry this took so long to get out! Warnings: None that I can think of! You walked into the trailer. It was a bit small, but big enough you to live comfortably. You lived right next to your partner, Owen Grady, but it wasn’t ‘partner’ as in boyfriend, more like as in co-worker. You both led your own separate packs of Raptors, and you were both the Alphas, which you had to be, if you were going to be respected and listened to by the Raptors.

You slumped down onto your bed, dropping your stuff down on the floor next to you. Today was an exhausting day, and you were both sad and frustrated with Owen. Mostly you were frustrated… angry… ok, pissed off at that cocky bastard. He though he was invincible even though he was clearly not. Some scrawny kid had fallen into the enclosure and he just ran in there without a care in the world. Sure, you thought, it would have set back his work by months, even years if the guards had tazed the Raptors, but it could have ended his life if he hadn’t gotten lucky this one time.

—-

“What were you thinking?” You had yelled at him, “You almost died in there!”

“But I didn’t,” he retorted, winking at you.

“It was stupid and reckless and-“

“Stupid?” He asked, his voice rising slightly, “That kid would have been dead if it weren’t for me!”

“Maybe, but you both could have been dead if you didn’t get lucky this single time! You should have let them take the Raptors down! They would have ripped you to shreds if you hadn’t gotten out of there when you did!”

He looked at you incredulously, “If I had let them then they would have never trusted me again! They are too precious of ally’s to have on our bad sides! You would have done the same thing.”

That made you stop. Would you have? Or would you have let them be taken down? You shook your head slightly, this was different, you thought, he actually did it.

“Are you that surprised that I would put a human life before an animals comfort?” you said instead, “They would have been fine! A little disoriented for a while and given a break before the next training session. You-“

“Wow, just… wow,” he said, “Would I even want to know the answer?”

“I, I…”

He huffed and pushed passed you, leaving you standing there, angry and about ready to start crying. God, that idiot, you thought.

—-

You decided to skip dinner and go straight to sleep. You were about to fall into the sweet clutches of unconsciousness when someone started knocking on your door. Oh what now, you thought grumpily as you pushed yourself of off the bed.

Opening the door you were met with the face of Owen, “Boss Lady’s here and she needs us both,” he said, turning and walking to a shiny silver car before you could get a word in.

As you walked to the car you saw that in the driver’s seat was a redheaded woman you knew to be Claire Dearing. Hopping in next to a quiet Owen you asked, “So, what do you need us for?”

She glanced at you while started the car and driving off, “Mr. Masrani thought it would be best for the two of you to review the paddock of one of the new attractions for safety.”

“Oh,” you said simply.

—

And thus continued the suckiness of the day, first a fight with Owen and then escalating into running for your life from a dinosaur that never existed. And now here you were, running through the jungle towards the park, trying to push the visons of the two poor workers being chomped in half out of your thoughts for the moment. At this point, hours must have passed, I mean, this was a huge island when you’re walking on foot, and you’re sure you’re lost. At last you stumbled out onto a large cliff that overlooked the park, and what you saw almost made your heart stop, it was the Pterodactyls, they were loosed and dive bombing the park. Oh hell, you thought and began to run to the park.

When you got down there it was still chaos, people running, screaming, crying, trying to keep from being bird food, it made you mad. These idiots should have evacuated the island, but no, it would have cost them too much money, it’s all about the money! All of a sudden you were jerked back by your shirt, and then up. Claws dugs painfully into your shoulder as you suddenly realized that you had been caught by one of the Pterodactyls and was not being lifted into the sky.

You heard screaming but didn’t know if it was yours or the crowed below you, either way, it sounded terrified. Suddenly, as quickly as you had been lifted up into the air, you were falling back to the ground. The animal made a squawking sound and released its iron grip on you. You thought that you would be too high to keep from gaining any injuries but just before you hit the ground, powerful arms caught you, sending you and Owen to the ground.

He quickly looked up at you, “Are you hurt,”

You looked at him while you tried to feel any major points of pain that could mean broken, and then looked down at your ankle and winced. Even now it was beginning to turn purple and swollen, it must have been caught under Owen when the two of you fell.

Owen followed your gaze, his eyes widening as he saw your ankle too, “Here, c’mon, I gotcha.”

As he lifted you up your eyes locked with each other’s and before you could protest put his hands around your face and smashed his lips into yours.

After a few moments of that he released you, “I’m sorry about earlier, I know it was stu-“

You cut him off, “That can wait.”

He looked at you with his fascinating green eyes and nodded, “Follow me.”

It was a short distance to the car but with the added trouble of a panicked crowed and useless ankle it seemed to take a lifetime. Claire Dearing was in the front and there were two boys you didn’t recognize in the back as you squeezed in next to them. For now at least, everything seemed ok, and you thought of a few ways that you could apologize to Owen too.

Nachos? Beef stroganoff? Uhhhhhhh... just, like, a pile of beef?

i have so much fucking hamburger in my freezer and literally no idea what to do with it. i made stuffed peppers the other day and even that only took up ¼ of the hamburger. why the fuck did i buy so much hamburger. did i go through a phase where i thought hamburger was the only meat i could cook. what’s wrong with me. someone help.

Hello! Can I have a one-shot where Bruce Wayne takes in the reader because they've been through a traumatic experience? And the reader won't leave their room in Wayne Manor, because they're really scared, so Alfred comes in and talks with them and comforts them? Sorry if that's confusing.

Aww! This one sounds really sweet, I love it! Man, Bruce Wayne needs to stop adopting kids.

i just wanna say that i love my muslim followers so much and i’m sorry there is so much hatred towards you right now and i wish there was more i could do to help you but for now all i can do is offer you my love and support. i hope you are all safe and well ❤️️

Hi I'm the person that requested the fall out with Owen one and if you could make it a one shot that would be incredible !!! X

Ok! Sounds good. I'm on it! Thank you for clearing that up for me!

Did you get my Harley Quinn One-Shot? If not I can send it again

Hey! I did get your request. I'm sorry I haven't been active for a while, just a lot of school stuff. Thanks for being so awesome!

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

Thank you very much! It may take a little while but of course I can do that for ya!

Writing Problems

*types a word and then sees that it has the notorious red squiggly line* you wanna fight Google Docs I know I spelled that shit right"

 *types a word and it turns out it is not an actual word* WELL THAT SHOULD BE A WORD"

“I wrote the word ‘said’ in my work 124 times FUCK”

*makes inhumane screeching noise when someone interrupts my typing midsentence*

The blinking cursor of a blank word document

*spills beverage on notes*

*cat sits on laptop*

‘I’m in the middle of writing a good chapter and my laptop is about to die and the charger is on the other side of the room, why is my suffering so real’

*stares off into space for upwards of five minutes*

‘Am I characterizing a character so well because I know the character or am I writing them as I would write myself’

A WILD WRITER’S BLOCK APPEARED

“lol who needs sustenance when I’m IN THE  Z O N E

Feeling like you will never be able to write well again

Feeling relief when you get inspired and write like crazy

That feeling of inspiration that makes you shiver and makes your nerves buzz

oneshot? more like ‘oh-shit-this-morphed-into-a-thirty-chapter-novel'shot

*more staring into space*

lol what’s dialogue

having to pee but can’t because I’m IN THE  Z O N E

being IN THE  Z O N E

Being OUT OF THE  Z O N E and crying about it

comparing myself to other writers (never do OK)

switching POV accidentally

BLANK WORD DOCUMENT

Tenses

*stares more intensely into space*

*computer starts whirring like crazy* babe I know this writing’s fire but you need to calm down

*looks into empty beverage mug* why

*sees a cliché* *cringes*

will the reader understand what I’m saying here lol I hope so

sleep? what’s that lol

*thinks about writing while at social events*

*gets inspired to write at the most inconvenient of times, such as at the dentist’s or in the shower*

*gets zero inspiration when actually has time to write*

WRITER’S BLOCK

B L A N K  W O R D  D O C U M E N T

*stares into space forevermore*

Can you do a Zach Mitchell imagine where you guys break up and accidentally bump into each other on the island and so he invites you to hang out with his brother and all and you play hard to get and you guys kiss and act lovey dovey at the end😂?

Sure thing! It may take awhile but I'm on the case! Thank you!