Cheese Ball

A Cold Night In Gotham

One shot: Could you do a one shot, Where when Bruce first sees you he’s Batman, and then he sees you working for him at one of his party’s, he can’t keep his eyes off of you and you feel him looking so you turn and look at him, He gets up and asks you to dance? Announcements: Hope you enjoy! Warnings: None It was a cold night in Gotham, not unusual, but still unpleasant. Currently you were walking home from your job- sorry, ex job, in the middle of the night. You knew it was stupid, being out this late at night by yourself, but your ride never showed up so you didn’t really have any other choice. You stuffed your frigid fingers into your pockets and made your way across the street, trying to stay in the better lit parts of the sidewalk. All of a sudden, it started raining down on you in sheets. You were about to groan in protest to the weather when a sweaty palm clamped over your mouth and pulled you back into a darkened ally. “Scream, and I’ll kill ya, got it! You got that!”

You nodded in reply, trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to come spilling out at any moment. Whirling around you were met face to face with a skinny man, and looking down you caught the flash of silver that signaled he had a gun.

“Give me all you got! But you make a single move I swear I won’t think twice about blowin’ your face all over the ally walls, now hurry up!”

You moved slowly and managed to grab your wallet. It didn’t have much but you weren’t about to argue with the guy. It didn’t make you feel any better that he was possible shaking just as bad as you were, remember kids, shaking hands can get people killed! You reached out your wallet to the skinny man, but your hands were shaking so badly that you dropped it.

You held your breath and looked at him, “Well come on,” he said, “Get it! And be quick about it.”

Slowly crouching down you let yourself break eye-contact for a moment and searched for the wallet. All of a sudden, the man yelped and a second later his gun went off, echoing off of the walls of the ally. You shut your eyes and shied away from the loud sound, falling on your butt and trying to scoot away in the process.

After a few moments, you opened your eyes and looked up, containing the small gasp that tried to escape from your lips. A figure in all black with what looked like horns on his head stood not even five feet away from you, tossing away the skinny man’s gun as he dropped to the cold, wet ground.

Scrambling back to your feet you looked at the figure, “Wh- who are you?”

He half turned towards you, “I’m the Batman,” and with that, he took something from off of his belt and soared up and back into the night.

You stared, shocked at the place where he had been, and then looked up after him, “Thank you!” you yelled over the roar of rain, and started back on your way home.

—-

A few weeks passed, and eventually your friend hooked you up with another job, this time it was working as a server for one of the rich guys in Gotham, Wayne was his name. It took quite a while to get the job though, you had to go through about a hundred background checks before you were even interviewed, but that was ok, it paid pretty well which was good enough for you. Tonight was your first actual major party, well, charity ball that you had worked at yet, which excited you. You shook out your shoulders, straightened your clothes, carefully grabbed a platter with multiple glasses of champagne, and walked out of the kitchen doors and into the quieter atmosphere of the party.

You walked around for a bit, handing out glasses, taking away the old ones. To be honest it was kind of boring, just standing there, smiling like a robot to every guest who bothered themselves to look in your direction, it was getting kind of difficult to suppress your yawns. Soon though, you started to feel uneasy, like you were being watched. Carefully you began to swivel your head, looking around the large room for the source of the feeling, finding nothing you shook your head. You were just being silly, you thought, nothing is happening and no one is staring. You smiled slightly, you’re just being paranoid, turning around you almost spilt the tray onto someone that was standing right behind you.

“Oh!” you said, managing to gain control of the drinks, “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t see you there… Mr. Wayne! I’m so sorry.”

Bruce Wayne, your boss, stood behind you, smiling, “It’s ok, don’t worry about it. What’s your name?”

“Y/N,” you replied

“Well, Y/N, I was wondering if you would like to dance?”

You stared at him, “That would be lovely, but I am still working.”

He looked around, “Well, I know the boss, and I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t mind. Especially for someone as beautiful as you.”

Your cheeks flushed bright pink, was he actually serious? “O-ok, I guess. Thank you.”

You set down the tray of drinks and followed Wayne out onto the little area where people were dancing gracefully to the song.

“I must warn you,” You began, “I have no idea how to dance.”

He chuckled, “Don’t worry, just follow my lead.”

It took you a moment, but then there you were, spinning gracefully around the dance floor in your not-so-expensive servers outfit with none other than Bruce Wayne, the billionaire. You couldn’t really see but you thought that everyone was staring at the two of you. To be honest you were kind of warming up to the guy, it’s like you’ve met him before.

Just another cold night in Gotham? Yeah, right.

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.

One-shot (if you've seen the Flash T.V. show): The reader is a metahuman w/ cryokinetic abilities and can't control them, and when Barry tries to help, the reader ends up hurting him w/their powers? Basically, please give the reader an "Elsa-complex"

Ooh, sounds angsty! I'm on it! Thanks!

Your Fandoms Are At RISK

With the FCC trying to strip away our Net Neutrality, think about what will be lost. Not only will your internet be controlled by cable/phone companies and your information sold to wherever said companies decide, if you are someone who loves to float away into your favorite fandoms/ships, they WILL be taken away from you. Not might be. They will.

Do you love reading fanfics? Do you love writing them? Say goodbye to that luxury if Net Neutrality is destroyed. You can especially say GOODBYE to Ao3 almost immediately. Sites like them rely on donations from fans to stay running and the FCC will chop them to shreds when they decide to block/make you pay extra to use it. Even if you’re non-american and believe you won’t be “affected” by this, honey you have a big storm coming. You can guarantee that US-bound writers will disappear and fickle out to only those who are willing to pay. Are you in a small fandom that doesn’t have a lot of creators to begin with? You won’t even have a chance. No Net Neutrality will be a direct hit to your form of relaxtion.

Do you like to watch edits? Do you slave over edits of your favs? Where are you going to see/post them when Net Neutrality is no more? Same as fanfictions, from short and quick to complex and elaborate edits, editors will be affected when they are forced to pay extra to use YouTube and Tumblr, for example. Do you sometimes lay late at night watching a marathon of edits of your favorite shows? That will be a thing of the past if the FCC ends Net Neutrality.

Are you an artist that draw your favorite ships and characters? Do you enjoy art of your favs? IT. WILL. ALL. END. IF. NET. NEUTRALITY. ENDS. Even worse if you’re a struggling artist that works off commission. You’ll be spending more money than you’re bringing in when you have to pay extra a month to use Tumblr, DeviantArt, Instagram and other sites used to upload original content. Then you’ll have to pray others who are paying extra are willing to pay for your art. Chances are, if you’re strugglin now, you won’t even last if Net Neutrality is out.

Do you download your favorite shows and movies whether it’s just to watch or create content? Where are you going to download them when sites are blocked from your internet? If you don’t have cable for whatever reason, you REALLY aren’t going to be able to catch your shows now. If you can’t afford cable, what makes you think you can afford several internet packages?

Do you like being kept up to date on what your fav is doing such as tour dates, new music, and news in general? Best believe there won’t be a such thing when you are forced to pay for Twitter, Snapchat, and other apps.

DO YOU LIKE MEMES?????!!!!!

I can go on and on but I think you get the picture. Many of us use fandoms as a way to escape from the harsh realities of our lives. If you do not join us in help fighting against these greedy out-of-touch monsters who want to take control of the internet, you will experience a true dark age that you don’t want to be apart of.

I know phone calls can make people anxious even when they want to help so welcome in ResistBot! They will be your new best friend. Just by texting RESIST to 50409, Resistbot will find out your representatives, create a message, and fax it over to their offices on your behalf within minutes to urge your reps to support Net Neutrality! AT NO CHARGE.

THERE ARE STRENGTH IN NUMBERS. PLEASE DO YOUR PART AND HELP US IN THIS WAR.

Hi could u please do a one shot of steve marrying the reader and each one of the avengers say a toast to the newlywed couple? Thanks 💗💗💗

Aww. This one sounds cute! Thank you:-)

I'm Keeping It

Hi!!! I love your writing. You aré an amazing writer. Can you do a one shot for the avengers where i just joined the team and they doubt me and tease me because i’m really small like 4'11. But i prove them wrong with my fighting skills ( i’m like black widow ). Thank you so much if you can ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Announcements: Sorry its a little short, but I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: Fight scenes.

“Get down!” You yelled as you tackled Hawkeye to the floor.

“Thanks, kid!” Yelled back as he began shooting off more arrows in the enemy’s direction.

You bit your tongue as you thought about calling him some very rude names. The thing was, you weren’t a ‘kid’, you were just short. Only about 4’ 11’’ and to everyone else it only gave them something to tease about. It also didn’t help very much that you were the newest edition to the Avengers, so it was just comments like, “Do you need help reaching the door handle?” or names like, “Shortstop,” and “Little grasshopper,” it sucked.

You were jolted from your thoughts as the ground near your feet exploded, causing you to take cover once again. The Avengers had gotten a tip that a major weapons deal involving HYDRA would be going on at this location. Good news, the tip was real, bad news, the tip was real and now was shooting in the general direction of your face. You looked around to find the weapon in question but couldn’t see it from your vantage point. Sighing you came up to a crouching position and ran quickly, firing blindly into the direction of the enemy and came to a stop next to more crates. Looking around again, you still didn’t see anything.

Looking down you switched out the magazine of your gun and was about to run to another spot when your eyes landed on the box directly at eye level. It was the symbol for HYDRA.

You chuckled as you said into your earpiece, “Y'know, for a very secret evil organization, you think that they would stop putting their very specific looking logo on everything.”

Someone, you thought Steve, “Like we can talk. Our headquarters in a gigantic ugly tower in the middle of New York with a huge “A” on the front of it.“

"Hey,” replied Tony, “It’s not ugly, its modern and you’re just old.”

“Anywho,” you said before anything went too far, “I think its the weapon. So I’m gonna open it and play with my new toy.”

“Ooh,” Natasha said, “Hopefully its something small so you can actually hold it.”

Again, you had to hold the urge to tell them all to shove it, but you managed. At least you had decency.

You made quick work of the lock on top and opened the case. Inside looked a fairly normal looking gun, except for the fact that parts of it were glowing with a soft red light.

“Oh yeah,” you whispered.

Grabbing it you aimed it at a random villain and pulled the trigger. An almost blinding red light came streaking from the tip and took the henchmen down. Sadly it also took you down with the recoil, making you fall flat on your butt.

Thor came rushing over, “Let me help you, small one.”

“I don’t need help,” you said, as you shot someone sneaking up on the god of thunder.

And all of a sudden, it seemed like it was just you and random targets in the room, shooting everything that moved and wasn’t wearing an outrageous costume. It was just you twirling around the floor like a lethal dancer on stage. And soon, there were no more targets, just you, and then your new teammates peeking carefully out from different points of cover. You could tell from the looks on their faces that some things had changed on their thoughts of you. In that moment, you knew that you had earned your right to respect. No more were the days of constant name calling and condescending tones, today, you were an Avenger.

You grin at their cautious faces, “I’m keeping the gun.”

Grounded

One-Shot: Is it ok to request a one shot based off an existing imagine (secretly dating Zach and having your father Owen find out)? Thank you, great blog :) Announecements: I realize I am a bad person and I’m so sorry for not posting for so long again. But I love you all my precious peoples! Please enjoy :-) Warnings: None

“Alright Y/N, I’m heading out to work, try not to die while I’m out!”

You chuckled to yourself and shouted back down the hall, “No promises! Bye dad!”

You paused and listened, hearing the front door shut and your dad, Owen, start up his old motorcycle and leave. You hurried, got showered, dressed, and put your shoes on before making your way out of the Bungalow. Grabbing your bike you started to make your way to the docks.

Before you had come to the island you had met Zach and one thing led to another and boom, relationship. It had been a struggle ever since your father had gotten his really super cool job at Jurassic World and had to move to the island but miraculously, the both of you had stayed in contact. But, because your father was so protective, there really was no choice but to keep the relationship a secret. You pushed back the slight sadness of having to lie to your dad as you started thinking about today. Today was the day that Zach and his little brother, Gray, were coming to Jurassic World for a vacation and to visit their Aunt Claire. To be honest, this was the greatest coincidence ever. You stashed your bike at the usual place and walked into the bustling crowed of vacationing families, looking back and forth for the other teenagers.

Finally, you saw the disgruntled looking face of your boyfriend and the happy face of his brother, “Hey guys! Over here.”

Their heads snapped up and over to your position, immediately both of them started to smile.

“Y/N!” Zach said, walking up and hugging you.

Wow, you thought, this is your first hug from him in a long while. You forced yourself from him in fear that you would just stay there forever and placed your hands on your hips.

“C'mon,” you said, smiling, “I’ll show you to the hotel and then we can get you some VIP passes. Courtesy of my boss, your awesome aunt.”

The two boys shared a glance and turn their attention back to you.

“It’s really nice to actually see your face and not through a computer screen, Y/N,” Zach said, “Ive missed you so much.”

You softly pecked him on the cheek and then looked him in his soft, warm eyes, “I’ve really missed you too. And hey! Now we have a whole bunch of time to spend together! At least the days my dad is at work which is most of the time so-”

“Wait,” Zach interrupted, “I thought that you had told your dad.”

You grinned guiltily, “It might have slipped… ok, I didn’t tell him. But it’s not because I’m ashamed of you or anything! It’s just that, well, if he found out I really don’t know how he’d react.” You looked down at your shoes, “I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry, I don’t want you to have to lie to your dad, you should tell him at some point.”

“I know, I know, and I will, ok? Maybe once you’re safely off the island and a couple hundred miles out.”

He smiled softly and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, “Sounds good.”

You chuckled and turned your attention over to Gray, who had, for some odd, unknown reason, lost interest in the date talk.

“You ready to go see some dinosaurs?”

The smaller boy perked up instantly, “Finally! Now c'mon! We’re wasting daylight,” and with that, he began to jog ahead of you.

“He just sucks the energy right out of ya and uses it for his own purposes, doesn’t he?” Zach asked.

You laughed again, “C'mon, grumpy Gus,” And began pulling him in the direction of the hyper-active child.

—-

It was around the time after the T-Rex exhibit, that Gray finally asked, “Hey, Y/N?”

You looked over at him, “Yeah?”

“What does your dad do on the island?”

You shrugged a little bit, faking boredom, “Oh, y'know, he just trains a pack of wild Velociraptors, the normal stuff, I guess,” You smiled when you saw his face light up with wonder.

“Ooh, really? Can we go see them?”

Your smile dropped a bit, “Oh, um, I don’t know if…” you trailed off as you saw that look of excitement drop off his face, it broke your heart. No kid needs to have their dreams snuffed out, even if they involved sneaking around your fathers workplace with your contraband boyfriend.

“I don’t know if I can wait! Lets go,” you finally said, after sighing.

Zach looked over at you with a surprised look on his face, expecting you to say something different, “Are you sure? I thought that your dad didn’t know about us, really, we don’t have to go.”

You looked over at him with a nervous smile, “Ahh, what the heck? We’ll just need to do a bit of sneaking, and if we get caught then I’ll just say I’m giving you guys a private tour cause you’re the boss’ nephews. I’m sure everything will go ok.”

—-

The three of you stood just towards the edge of the jungle before the gigantic clearing the held the large arena for the Raptor training.

“Ok,” you said, and began pointing out specific places, “We’ll just run over behind that crate over there, and then over to that little alcove just over there and wait there for a little bit until they start doing something with the Raptors, got it?” After seeing them nod you continued, “Remember, if anyone asks who you are, you’re with me, alright? Alright, lets go,” and took off towards the crate.

Once the boys got there you looked around again and dashed off towards the ground level viewing area, and stepped to the side to catch your breath. The boys got there and only moments later you heard the familiar sound of the big gates sliding open and the sound of a pig’s squealing becoming louder.

You motioned them to crouch down, “Ooh, hey, its about to start. C'mon!”

The three of of you watched in awe as the four, sleek, reptilian bodies came into view, their lethality showing in their movements. Gray had his mouth wide open, and even Zach looked slightly excited.

“And we’re moving!” You looked up, squinting against the harsh sun, and smiled.

Your father started walking across the cat-walk, clicking the little think in his hand and speaking to the pack of Velociraptors.

Finally, after about a minute, “And, go!”

You smiled wider, “Go dad!” you whispered under your breath.

“That was awes-” Gray began.

“Shhh!” Zach and you hissed at the same time.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

You glanced around quickly and stood up, “Ok guys, time to go, lets hur-”

“Who are you? You’re not supposed to be- Y/N? What are you doing here? And who are you two?”

You froze and tensed up, “Hey, dad.”

Standing up fully you turned around and grimaced, “Um these two are, um, Claire’s’ nephews. She was wondering if I could, take, them… on… a private-”

“I don’t care if the president wanted you to take someone on a private tour. You know you’re not supposed to be here without my permission and someone to supervise you!”

He turned to Zach and Gray, looking sternly at the both of them, “Now the three of you need to leave right now, got it?”

The two of them shook their heads quickly while you sighed and looked down.

“Now, who are the two of you again?” He asked.

You started answering for them, but was cut off, by a terrified Zach, “I’m a boyfriend- I mean, their boyfriend, I mean, no, I’m not, oh god just shut up, I-”

You looked at him in disbelief, mouth slightly ajar.

“Excuse me?” Owen asked quietly, “What did you just say. Cause it sounded like you just said-”

“He’s my boyfriend, dad, and, it’s been going on for a couple months now and I just didn’t tell you because I knew you would over-react and… I’m sorry.”

You swear you could see the man’s eye twitch, “Wha- I just- why would you- I- Wow.”

You started to worry, you thought that he was maybe having a stroke or a heart attack, or something, “I’m sorry, dad, but I love him and I didn’t know what to do.”

Your father said what you were thinking at the exact same time you thought it.

“You’re grounded.”

You gasped in delight as the ink black sky lit up with color and sound. You could feel the thunderous sounds rock inside your chest, almost making your teeth clack against eachother. You smiled and looked over at them, seeing their eyes lit up brighter than the sky. A small smile graced their lips, making you feel even more happy than you already were.

You leaned towards them, trying to be heard over the fireworks, “Are you having fun?”

They looked over at you, “With you? Always.”

*Gifs Not Mine*

Apologize? Ha!

One-Shot: Hey can I have a Teen Wolf one shot when I’m secretly dating Liam and my brother Scott finds out? Announcements: I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: None

You quietly shimmied the window up from it’s closed position. As soon as you and your boyfriend were through, you quietly shut the widow again, careful not to be too loud lest you wake someone up.

Your boyfriend, Liam, sat down on your bed and looked up at you, “Are you sure we should be doing this? I mean, your brother is a werewolf too, the Alpha in fact. Oh, god. He can probably hear us right now! He is so gonna kill me!”

You chuckled and sat down next to him, “Oh calm down, scardy wolf! Scott is working late and my mom is too. We have the entire house to ourselves.”

After you said that, Liam seemed to relax a bit, “So,” he asked, “What do you want to do?”

“Oh,” you said innocently, “I don’t know, we could watch a movie or do some knitting, I do need a new scarf-”

Liam laughed, “Ok, ok, stupid question, I was just trying to make some conversation and-”

You shut him up by lightly kissing him, and soon he kissed back. All too soon you both broke off and smiled at eachother. Before either of you could do anything else though, there was the sound of the front door opening and closing.

Whipping your head around you grabbed Liam’s arm and started leading him towards the your bedroom window. He, while panicking along with you, began trying to scramble out of the window along with your help. Suddenly the door to your room slammed open, with a panicked looking Scott running into your room.

“Guys, I thought I smelled Liam, is everything ok-”

After Scott had a second to slow down, he saw you shoving a terror stricken Liam out of a second story window. Putting two and two together he suddenly started looking a little less panicked and a little more… Wolfish.

“Uh, this isn’t what it looks like?” Liam tried weakly.

“What is this? Are you two dating?”

You grimaced and looked at your feet, “Uh, yeah, for about two months now,” looking back up at your brother, “I mean it’s not that bad, it’s not like we’re doing anything wrong!”

He looked at you, “As your big brother, there are a lot of wrong things going on right now!”

He shot his eyes up at Liam who was now safely inside of your room again.

“And you!” He said, “My little sibling? Really!? Dude, there are a lot that I would let slide, but you two? Nope. Get out.”

Liam puffed out his chest a little bit, trying to look bigger than he was, “Look, Scott, I have no bad intentions with-”

Your brother’s eyes flared red and you groaned, “Out, now!”

You gave an apologetic look towards Liam as he jumped and started going out of the window again.

You sighed, “Liam, Liam,” he looked back at you, “Sweetie you can go out the front door now.”

He paused for a moment before quickly coming back inside the room and awkwardly scooting by Scott and down the stairs.

You looked at Scott with such a fury that would have scared Derek, “Wow, ok, Mr. Scary Alpha Wolf Man, was that really necessary? I’m allowed to date people y'know, without you policing everyone I flirt with!”

“That was not flirting!” He started, “That was a possible disaster! Listen, I’m not trying to police who you date, I’m just being your big brother. I’m trying to watch out for you.”

You snorted, “Well could you do it next time without making their lives flash before their eyes?”

He smiled, “No promises.”

“You also need to apologize to Liam.”

“Oh, I’ll do more than just apologize, don’t you worry.”

You squinted with suspicion but shrugged it off as Scott left for his room and you decided to go to bed, seeing as how it was pretty late.

—-

The next day at school, Scott blocked Liam outside of his next class.

Liam, shocked, began saying, “Hey, listen, I’m really sorry about last-”

Scott growled and let his eyes flash red, “You hurt them, I will have no issues with throwing you off a cliff, you got that?”

He gulped, “Yes, perfectly, crystal clear, no problamo-” and with that, Scott abruptly walked away, seemingly satisfied.

You walked up next to a shocked looking Liam, “Hey, you alright?”

He looked down at you quickly, “Yup! Let’s go!”

You watched him streak into the room, looking scared.

You started scanning the hallway and caught the eye of your brother, and under your breath so no one, well, no one normal would hear, you muttered, “Apologize my butt! I’m so gonna kick you when we get home!” And then with that, you walked into the classroom.

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