Attention Everyone!!!

Feelings

One-Shot request: Hi! I love your writing! Could I request a one shot in which the reader is dating Pietro, but her best friend, Steve, has had a crush on her for a long time and finally admits it? I would appreciate it so much! Announcements: I am so very sorry on how long this took to post. I had a hard time figuring this one out. But, I hope you all like it and thank you guys for being so awesome. I hope this is what you wanted! Word Count: Warnings: None

You craned your neck and looked at the fidgeting form on the couch next to you. Even in sleep he couldn’t stop moving. You smiled softly and quietly pushed your self up and onto your feet. You had met Pietro when he saved you from being turned into some crispy little bacon bits on your first mission with the Avengers. It hadn’t taken long for you two to hit it off and start dating, with the permission of Wanda, of course.

You paced over to the kitchen and got yourself a snack. There were always so many things to choose from, seeing as how this fridge was shared by the entire team, so you settled for grapes. Yawning, you sat back on the couch and leaned on Pietro, thinking that lazy Sundays were the best days while popping grapes into your mouth. You stayed like that, watching tv and laying there for another hour or so when the other Avengers came in, all being very disruptive and loud. The two of you woke with a start and smiled at the others. You looked over at Pietro, “Hey.” He made an over exaggerated ‘ugh’ face, “You have morning breath.” “Well, it is the morning,” you said, yawning again. Somewhere behind you Tony opened the fridge, “It’s four in the afternoon, actually. Is this really all you two have been doing all day?” “Well, not all day,” Pietro said, “At first we were binge watching on Netflix.” Natasha collapsed onto the chair next to you, “And this isn’t the same thing?” “Of course not. This is just regular daytime television.” You chuckled and noticed out of the corner of your eye Steve was looking around the room weirdly, like he was avoiding eye contact. He seemed to have been doing that for awhile now, avoiding eye contact. He noticed you looking at him and gave you a quick, awkward smile and slipped out of the room quietly. You furrowed your brow, “I’m going to use the restroom real quick,” and pushed yourself up off of the plush couch. You left the conversation behind and entered the hallway and made your way into Steve’s room. He was pacing back and forth on the carpet slowly and looked up to see you leaning on the door frame. “Y/N, I, uh, didn’t see you standing there. What do you need?” You looked at him, “Nothing, I was just wondering if you’re ok? You seem to be, I don’t know, distant lately. Is everything ok?” He sighed deeply, “No, Y/N, not really.” You pushed yourself up off of the door frame and frowned, “Whats wrong? Is there anything I can do to help? You know you can always talk to me, right?” “It’s just that I, well…” “Well what?” You urged him on, “What’s so bad that you’re not telling me?” He stopped pacing and looked at the ground and muttered something that you couldn’t quite hear. “What was that?” He sighed again and looked at you in the eyes, “I said, I said that I love you,Y/N. I love you and it burns me up inside knowing that I lost my chance to tell you before you and Pietro started to date. Now, I’m not going to start any trouble or anything like that. You two are happy with each other and thats as plain as day, but I, I just needed to tell you. Ok, Y/N? I just needed you to know that you are the most beautiful person in the world to me and that I love you with every fiber of my being. I’m sorry, Y/N, but I just needed you to know.” He looked down at the floor, his cheeks turning a dark red. You just stood there, not knowing what to say. I mean, what do you say to that? Is it possible that you loved him back? But that would mean you didn’t love Pietro, which you did, quite an awful lot. The non-existent words stuck in your throat, making you look like a little fish out of water, which is exactly how you felt. Oh my, oh my, oh my, what on Earth are you supposed to say to that?

Love You Too, Spangles.

Can i request a one shot for Steve where Peggy comes back all better to see Steve again. And Steve spends all his time with her now and never with you anymore. You get mad and think something might be happening with them again and his feelings will come back. But your a master assassin and have nothing to be jealous of but you can’t help it because of the way Steve looks at Peggy. But you don’t realize he loves you more now your his girl now. THANKS Announcement: Sorry I keep dropping off the radar. I don’t mean to. I hope you all enjoy this though! I love you all :-) Warnings: None :Blah: = Text message

There was no sound except the ticking of the clock in the corner of the room. You sighed out heavily and turned the tv on. After a few minutes of flipping through channels and being thoroughly dissatisfied you switched off the television. Huffing out another deep sigh you leaned over and grabbed your phone off of the coffee table. You unlocked it and opened up the messages, clicking on Steve’s name.

You quickly typed out a quick message, :Hey babe. Wanna do something? I’m bored. There’s that new movie you wanted to see at the theatre, and we could grab some dinner at that new Chinese place. You can pick :-):

You leaned back into your seat as you waited for a reply. After a few minutes you heard your phone beep and quickly picked it up and read the message.

:Sorry, I can’t. Not tonight. I’m with Peggy right now. I was going to stay a while longer, could you get dinner? Don’t wait up for me.:

You stared down at the message. You sent back a half-hearted ‘ok’ and tossed your phone onto the couch. You sighed, except this time it was out of sadness, and not boredom. This had been a regular occurrence lately. Steve leaving for hours at a time to go spend time with Peggy. Ever since she had started getting better, started remembering things again, he had started spending more and more with her. You knew that you shouldn’t be jealous, but you couldn’t get the thought that there was still something between them. You had seen the way he looked at her, even after all of these years.

You chuckled coldly at yourself. You were an assassin for goodness sake, you had a thick skin, you shouldn’t be acting so jealous and childish. You really didn’t have anything to worry about. Steve wasn’t the kind of person to just turn his back on someone that he loved. Or at least you hoped that he did. Neither of you had actually said it out loud, but you knew there was definitely something between the two of you.

You shook your head, pushing those thoughts out of your mind for the time being. You grabbed your phone and hopped up off of the couch. Grabbing your jacket you headed outside, thinking about what you wanted for dinner.

—-

A few hours later, after you had eaten your dinner of sweet and sour chicken and rice and watched a movie, you heard the door open quietly. You had been dozing off but when you heard the lock being undone you forced yourself up into a sitting position. Steve came in, trying to be as quiet as possible since it was a late hour. But since you didn’t have work tomorrow, you decided to try and stay up until he came home. After he closed the door he turned back around and saw your head peaking up behind the couch.

“Oh, Y/N, I thought you would have been asleep by now,” he said, looking a little guilty.

“Nah,” you replied, “ I wanted to see you. How was your visit?”

He came over and hopped on the couch next to you, “It was ok. Peggy is still getting better. Sorry it took so long, did you eat?”

“Oh, yeah. I got you some in case you needed food once you got home. It might need to be heated up though.”

He said thank you and kissed you on the forehead. After he got his food he joined you back on the couch. He noticed your troubled look and put the food down.

“Are you ok?” He asked.

You looked up and him and sighed, “It’s nothing, I’m fine.”

He furrowed his eyebrows, “No, you’re not. I know that face, what’s wrong?”

You turned to face him, “It’s just that, well… I’m just kind of getting to maybe be a little bit jealous of you and Peggy cause you’re spending a lot of time over there now. I know I shouldn’t be but I can’t help but feel a little left out. And, I have to ask, but, are you… Do you still love her?”

He looked at you with a shocked expression but after a moment he started, “Y/N, maybe I did at one time, but now? Now I have you. I’m sorry that I’ve been making you feel left out, I haven’t meant to, it’s just that she is one the only people from my past besides Bucky, and he’s still not himself yet. I’m sorry that I haven’t been here lately, but…” He paused for a moment, looking for the right words to say, “I love you, Y/N, and only you. You make me feel something that I haven’t felt in a really long time. You are one of the most beautiful, funny, smart, and brave people I know, and I would never mean to hurt you on purpose. I’m sorry.”

You looked at him as he spoke, tears stinging your eyes as he went on. Once he was finished you saw in his eyes that he really meant it. Smiling, you hugged him, not caring that your shirt was getting soy sauce on it from Steve’s dinner. He hugged you back and you both sat like that for a moment.

After a while you let him go and fell back onto your side of the couch, “I’m sorry that I ever doubted you, it was stupid.”

He picked up his dinner and resumed eating, “You are the farthest thing from stupid, and it’s ok.”

You shut your eyes, listening to the tv in the background, the movie still playing, “Oh, one more thing.”

He quickly slurped up his noodles and looked over at you, causing you to smile at his chipmunk cheeks filled with food.

“I love you too, Spangles.”

No

One-Shot: Hi can I have a Teen Wolf one shot when I’m Scott’s sister and Stiles falls in love with me? Announcements: Sorry I haven’t posted in a while… I’ve just been really busy but I hope you all like it! Warnings: None

You changed out your Science books for English and slammed the locker door shut, revealing the puppy dog face of your older brother. Not the werewolf puppy dog kind, but the kind where he puffs out his lower lip and looked at you with round eyes.

You looked at him, “Hello, Scott, what do you want?”

“I love you too,” he replied, “Why do you think I need anything?”

“Scott please, have some faith in me.”

“All right, so here’s the deal, Kira and I have plans for a really nice night, I’m taking her out to that really nice restaurant, y'know, downtown? It took me two weeks to get a reservation, but anyways, then I’m taking her to a movie and I’m paying and anyways, it’s going to be really nice and-”

“Scott, I’m going to be late for class at the rate you’re going. Please, just get to the point.”

He slid himself in front of you and grabbed you lightly by the shoulders, smiling a cheesy smile, “See the thing is that, I have a shift tonight at the clinic and I need you to cover for me.”

You groaned, since you worked with your brother at the clinic and since you were single you had always gotten stuck with taking his shifts whenever he had a date. You didn’t have to take these shifts obviously, but you really couldn’t say no, he always had good excuses.

“Please? You would be the best little sibling in the entire world and I would love you forever.” he said, his eyes growing big.

You stopped walking in front of your english class, other kids pouring in around the two of you, “Ugh, fine. But you have to bring me back left overs when you’re done. Now move.”

He smiled and let you go, “Thank you so much. I promise I’ll make it up to you. Later!”

You huffed and made your way into the classroom without replying.

—-

The air smelled like disinfectant and medical instruments as you wiped down the main examination table and other surfaces in the room. Today had been a very long day for you, seeing you had to do two people’s worth of work non-stop after school along with homework. You threw the dirty paper towel into the garbage and sat down, wiping your forehead and closing your eyes.

You were about to stand up, grab your stuff, and head back home when the front doors burst open, “Scott! Hey Scott, I need to talk to you-”

A young man, a rather cute looking young man, about the same age as your brother rounded the corner, stopping when he saw you.

You recognized him as Scott’s best friend, Styles, “Uh, hey, Scotts not here, do you need me to tell him something?”

He stared at you with wide-eyes, “I, uh, no. I just needed to, uh, you look very familiar, do I know you?”

“Yeah, we go to the same school. I’m just a year under you.”

“Oh,” he paused.

“So did you need me to talk to Scott for you?” you asked.

“Uh, nah, I just needed to talk to him… so you know him?”

You chuckled, “Yeah, I know him.”

“Cool, cool. Um, so I guess I’ll see you around then? At school?”

You looked him in his deep colored eyes, “Yeah, sure. See you around.”

He made an awkward smile and backed out of the doorway. You were about to turn around when he came running back in and tried to nonchalantly lean on the doorway.

“I almost forgot, what’s your name?”

You smiled, “Y/N, what’s yours?” Of course you knew his name though, did he not know you were Scott’s sibling?

“Styles. Uh, yeah, see ya!” and with that, he exited the building again.

You paused for a moment, expecting, no, hoping he would come back through the door. When he didn’t you shrugged and went out to your car.

School, you thought, might be a little more interesting tomorrow.

—-

Styles looked around the hallways trying to catch a glimpse you walking to your next class. He swiveled his head back and forth, scanning the faces passing by, looking for the cutest one, yours.

Scott looked over at his friend and frowned, “Dude, whats wrong? You’ve been like this all morning, who are you looking for?”

Styles spoke without looking at him, “Yeah, um, oh! There they are, ahh. They’re beautiful, don’t you think? I met them last night at the clinic when I was looking for you but, they’re… why are you looking at me like that?”

Styles faced Scott, who was giving him a look, “Seriously, whats wrong?”

Scott pointed to where you were walking, “Them?”

He nodded, “Uh, yeah, why?”

“Dude, that’s my sibling. No.”

Styles gulped, “N-no?”

The other boy growled, like, literally growled, “Just… no.”

Hii, I love your writing, this request is for Jurassic World, I was just wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader and owen hate each other and are always arguing but they both secretly like each other? Thx ☺

I have it written down, thanks for the request!

this blog believes 100% that black lives matters.

For a marvel one-shot please. 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 get annoying. But at the end, Cap tells Pietro a story and they talk, and they get on on better terms.

Sounds like a plan! I'll get right on that. I must warn that this will be a couple of days because I am going to be at baseball games all day Sunday and most of Monday. Sorry about that but I'll get it done as soon as I can. Thanks!

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.

Nick Robinson imagine please 🙏🏻

I’m sorry, I don’t think I know who that is?

EDIT: I found out who it was and I'm sorry to say I don't do Imagines for real people. Sorry.

Best Day Ever!

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!”

WWHHHAAATTT?!!

625 followers! You guys are truly the coolest people ever! Thanks again! I really do appreciate everything :-)