DONE One-Shots: Can I have a Harley Quinn one shot when I first meet her Announcements: Hey guys! Finals are kicking my butt and so are play rehearsals. I’m very sorry for not updating as much as I should. This One-shot is a little darker but I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: Attempted assault and a fight scene.
A cold wind rushed past you, causing you to shiver and pull your small coat around you even tighter. With a sigh you went down the path between two buildings that would eventually lead to your home. You were just about to stop and tie you shoe when you heard chuckling behind you. Calmly, you turned around, trying to asses whether you were in danger or not. You silently cursed yourself for taking such a secluded route home and quickened your pace when you saw a small group of people behind you.
You were almost out of the alley when another small group of people appeared before you. Your eyes went wide and you whipped your head around again, seeing that the group behind you was looking as malicious as the one in front of you.
Uh oh.
You turned yourself so that you were able to see both of the groups at once as they converged on your position, completely surrounding you. Your breath quickened along with your pulse. For a moment, everything was so quiet you thought that you could hear the blood rushing in your ears.
Then, someone stepped in front of you, looking like the head of the group, and whipped out a knife, “What’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here at this time o’ night?”
You tried to not look them in the eyes, “Please,” you squeaked, “I don’t want any trouble.”
The leader chuckled, “Trouble?” He waved his knife around, gesturing to the rest of the group, “We ain’t want any trouble either, just want to have some fun.”
He got closer to you, causing you to back up into a wall. Putting his hand on the wall near your head, he leaned in so close you could smell his breath. You almost gagged at the rancid smell that came off of him.
“But,” he said, now waving the sharp looking knife close to your eye, “We can’t have fun if you scream.”
Feeling tears picking at the edges of your eyes, you closed them and waited for the worst. But then, you heard him grunt with surprise and… Pain? You opened your eyes slowly and saw that the leader was on the ground and groaning in pain.
Whipping your head up you saw that the others of the group were converging on another spot. Woah, is that Batman? You thought to yourself. Shaking your head you looked around the alley for something that might be used at a weapon and quickly found some bottles on the ground.
Picking one of them up, you ran over to the quickly dwindling group of punks and saw that it wasn’t Batman that was kicking but, but a woman in a red and white checkered suit and blonde hair.
Harley Quinn, you thought with some shock and maybe a bit of fear. You almost dropped your bottle and ran out of the alley just to get away from the villainess, but you noticed a figure stalking up behind her fighting form. You groaned inwardly a bit as you ran up and swung the bottle with all of your might at the attackers head. It connected with a satisfying crack and he, along with shards of glass, fell to the ground in a painful heap. You gave a satisfied smile and looked up… Right at the smiling face of none other then Harley Quinn herself.
“Heh!” She chuckled, “Nice one! Thanks for the save.”
You stuttered for a moment, unsure of what to say, and then, “Uh, no, no. Thank you so much. You’re the one that saved me! That was pretty cool.”
“No problem suger, just don’t go wandering down no more dark alleys! Yo never know what kinds of creeps live in the dark.”
You were about to say something else when alarms started going off in the building next to you.
She looked over and then back at you quickly, “Well, that my que! Later tater!”
She ran down the other direction in a hurry, but she paused at the end, “Nice shirt by the way!”
You kept staring down the alley in shock before you came to your senses and quickly yelled back, “Thank you!”
You dusted yourself of and threw the broken bottle into the garbage can next to you and left before the cops showed up and kept you out even longer.
Wow, saved by a villain as they were running away from the police. Batman has nothing on Harley Quinn!
A One-Shot of the imagine please
Totally! Just making sure, thank you!
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.
Hi! I was wondering if you have a master list? :)
No, not yet, but I'm working on one! Sorry
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Can you write an imagine for "You're a new employee at Jurassic World and Owen falls in love with you and keeps flirting with you"?
Do you mean a One-Shot? I don't mean to sound rude but I just want to make sure I know what you mean. If you do mean One-Shot then I'm it! Thanks!
Can I request a Harley Quinn One-Shot?
You certainly can!
One-Shots: Hello, could you do a one-shot where Batman takes you to the Justice League headquarters, and you meet Superman for the very first time, and you’re really excited, please? Thank you! Announcements: I didn’t know how to end it so I’m sorry but I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: None
If someone were to read your mind at this very moment, they would probably scream in pain from the sudden bombardment of noise and excitement. You just couldn’t stop smiling, which you thought might be annoying to your mentor, the one and only, Batman. He was basically as expressive as a cement wall when on the job and you were about to giggle from happiness.
You see, you were a very recent addition to the Bat-Family and it had only been a few weeks since he had told you about the Justice League’s headquarters in the first place, the Watchtower. Quite possibly the coolest thing about it, beside all of the superheros of course, was that it was in Space! The teleportation up here made you a little woozy at first but you quickly sobered up.
Right now, it was only you and Batman, seeing as how the others were all busy doing things like super late homework or patrolling the unusually quiet streets of Gotham. You got to skip out on that and come here though, mwahahaha. At the moment, the two of you were making your way to some meeting the original League were having.
“So,” you asked, “How long do these things usually last?”
Batman looked down at you, “Why, do you want to leave already?”
Your eyebrows shot up, “Uh, no, I was just wondering.”
He smiled, “Usually about an hour. They’re pretty quick.”
Finally you made it to a normal looking conference room and took your place behind Batman. Soon, the others made their ways into the room, giving you a chance to meet all of them. The Flash was loud but nice, and so was Green Lantern, all of the others seemed pretty cool as well. You had just gotten done talking to Wonder Woman when a tank of a person walked in.
Superman.
It was at this moment that your brain almost went into overload, although, of course, almost none of it was showing on your face. He seemed to look around, maybe counting to make sure everyone was here when his eyes landed on Batman, and then quickly on to you. Being the smooth mofo that you are, you flashed a cheesy grin and mentally slapped yourself.
He started making his way over to the two of while smiling the signature smile, “Batman,” he nodded, “And I don’t think I know you.”
You forgot to speak for a second, and then continued, “Oh, uh, my names S/H/N. Its an honor to meet you, Superman.”
He chuckled, “Its a pleasure to meet you as well. And please, call me Clark.”
And with that, he strode off towards his chair, you presumed.
You let out a little smile, “Oh my gosh. That was Superman. That was so cool!”
Batman looked like he wanted to roll his eyes, obviously tired with all of his sidekicks acting this way around the glorified boy scout, “Yes, now quiet.”
The next hour and fifteen minutes went by pretty quickly, mostly just boring stuff and field reports, nothing concerning.
—-
That night while on patrol, your head was still buzzing slightly. You had just met The Superman. And he had told you to call him Clark! Wow.
You heard a faint scream in the distance and shot off your grappling hook to go and help the random citizen.
Saying to no one in particular, “Best. Day. Ever!”
Part 2 of cold shoulder??? I loved it so much omg
YES YES YES! Coming up as soon as I can!