Hi! I Saw Your Harley Banner, And I Was Wondering If You Do One-shots For Her?

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First of all, I would like to say, YOU ARE ALL WONDERFUL PEOPLE!!! I also wanted to say that I have decided to change up my themes a bit! I haven’t done it since I started the blog so I thought I could do some updates. Anywho, thank you all for being you!

Just Joking Around

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.

Serious

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.

You keep changing your header

I know. It's just that it started snowing where I live recently and I love snowy weather!

Are you writing a cold shoulder part 2 because it's amazing omg

Yes I am and thank you so much!

Bacon Savers

One-Shot request: Imagine Zach saves you, and you end up falling for each other. Annoncements: Thanks everyone! I think I’m getting faster at this! WOO HOO Warnings: POSSIBLE SPOILERS

You didn’t know how this happened, but at the moment you didn’t really care. You were just screaming at yourself for wearing noise canceling headphones when you went to sleep. Of course you knew that you couldn’t have predicted that something was going to get loose and they would have to evacuate the island. You felt a rising panic, what if you missed the evacuation and you were all alone on the island full of loose dinosaurs? Currently you were jogging toward the docks when you heard yelling and inhuman screeches. You whipped your head around and saw something that made you stop in your tracks. Four beat up looking people came running out of the Dino information hall and were surrounded by what looked like Velociraptors. You looked around for something to throw and saw some glass dinosaur figures. Picking one up you more or less aim it at a Raptor and threw it while yelling like a maniac to get their attention. It almost worked, if not for a larger white creature barging in and getting hit instead. It began turning its large head to glare at you, the tiny screaming figure who was now turning silent. “Oh hell,” Was the only thing you got to say before the thing roared and started lumbering towards you. You started running back in the direction of the T-Rex attraction because that was the only direction you could go without putting more people in danger, “I so did not think this through!” You chanced a glance over at the four people, they seemed to be doing just fine STARING at you instead of HELPING, “Oh no, I’m fine thank you!” You yelled at them. That seemed to get them into action. The youngest two went find safety and the redheaded lady soon followed as the man seemed to be giving the raptors orders, you probably didn’t see that one correctly, I mean, you were running for your life here. You rounded the corner and almost slipped on the concrete, picking yourself up though, you raced and ducked into what looked like a large storage warehouse. You slowed down to a trot, trying to catch your breath, thinking you were safe in the metal building. You soon realized your mistake though, as suddenly the wall was crunched inwards from the weight of a dino body slam. You stopped breathing, and started looking for another way out, but found none. You started to panic, this was not good, not good at all, you were completely trapped. Your body started to freeze completely, your mind going blank, your breathing ragged as the Dinosaur finally burst through the wall, raining down glass and debris onto your head. You couldn’t really remember what happened next but you think it involved you squeaking and trying to run the opposite direction but tripping on some wires. You closed your eyes, waiting for the inevitable when you were jerked sideways by your arm and under a forklift just as huge jaws came smashing down where you once were. Turning your head you saw a head of brown hair and two panicked looking eyes looking right at you. It was the older of the two kids. “Come on!” He yelled, you gave no argument. Running had never really been your forte, but right now you thought you could be setting some new records. The two of you went to the far left side of the beast, trying to get around it. By some miracle you managed to do just that and leaped through the gaping hole in the wall and started running back to the gift shop area. “Zach!” someone yelled, the two of you turned your heads to find the woman running, but towards you instead of away like any sane person should be doing at this moment in time, with a lit road flare in her hands, “Run!” Sprinting into a nearby toy shop and hiding under one of the displays you and Zach looked out of the window to see the lady throw the flare at the white beast and then come into the shop with you. All of a sudden the ground started shaking dramatically, getting louder and heavier with each passing second until finally you saw it, the T-Rex. It was slightly smaller than the other Dinosaur but still impressive. Soon it was joined by the Raptors and it almost seemed like they were on the same side as they simultaneously attacked the beast in front of them. Soon, the fight was over, Rex, Raptors, and Mosasaur victorious, all going on their separate ways. The redheaded lady who you found out was named Claire found and hugged the youngest one, Gray, and soon was joined by Zach and the man, Owen, who was off having a moment with a blue tinted Raptor. That left you, standing off to the side quietly as they had their family love moment. Soon though, you were joined by Zach, “Hey,” he said. You looked over at him, “Hi,” you couldn’t think of anything better to say, “Thanks, for, ya’know, saving my skin.” “Hey, I was just returning the favor. You got us out of a big mess back there.” You turned and faced him, “Well, I guess this is good-bye. It was nice saving each other’s bacon.” His eyes widened a bit, “Uh, well, yeah, I guess it’s good-bye, I guess.” You gave him one last smile and turned back to the docks, hesitating a bit before you started walking. Zach came back over to his little group, earning a disappointed look from Gray. He looked back to where you were walking away and sighed, you were beautiful. Gray punched him in the arm, “Nothings gonna happen if you just keep staring at her.” Zach looked at Gray and back up at you, “Yeah, you’re right,” and started jogging to catch up to you. You turned around when you heard Zach’s voice from behind you, “Hey, wait up.” You stopped walking and looked him in the eyes, “Yeah? Is everything ok?” He looked down, “No, not really, I mean, it’s just that, well I-“ You stopped him from saying another word as you gave him a little peck on the lips, grabbed his hand and wrote down your number on his palm. “Here,” you said, “Call me when you get back to the mainland and we’ll get together, maybe.” He didn’t say anything as you turned around and started walking off again. Finally he breathed out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding and yelled out, “I liked saving bacon too!”

Thank you for writing my Harley Quinn imagine I loved it😘😘😘😘

Thanks so much! I'm glad you liked it :-)

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You're Zach imagines are so cute awh, you should definitely make more :)

Thank you very much! I love doing them too. I have some Zach One-Shots that are coming up pretty soon but send some Imagines and I'll get to them!

Can I have a Zach Mitchell imagine when he takes me somewhere romantic for my birthday please?

I just posted it! I hope it's what you wanted. Thanks for the request and I wish you the Happiest of Birthdays! :-)