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Part 2 of cold shoulder??? I loved it so much omg

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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.

*Gif not mine

Can I have a Jurassic World imagine when I meet Zach and I get all shy and nervous around him? 😘😘😘😘💕

Just posted, thanks for the request!

Cold Shoulder

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” Announcements: I really had fun with this one *sadistic laughter* and I really hope that you all enjoy. I was thinking about possibly doing a part 2 with this one, if anybody wants to request it *wink wink*. Warnings: A little bit of violence and self deprecation.

This was just NOT your day. Currently you running away from Central City PD after a simple misunderstanding. You were just going about your day at your job when a customer who’s arms were full, tripped. You had reached out and tried to catch her but, somehow, that had set off your powers. Suddenly, everything that the customer had dropped smashed into the floor into thousands of tiny, frozen pieces. The next few minutes were filled with people screaming and running away from you, and eventually, CCPD showing up, thinking you were another super villain.

You had dashed out of there, not knowing what else to do except get away from anyone else you could hurt. And that’s where you are now. In your work uniform, running away with little ice patches forming wherever you stepped. Soon you found yourself in one of the more run down places in the city, mostly just abandoned warehouses.

Ducking into one, you were about halfway through the floor when there was suddenly a red blur in front of you. One moment it was just empty space, the next there was a man in a red spandex suit in front of you. The Flash.

You stumbled back, “No, please, don’t come any closer! I don’t want to hurt you.”

Ignoring what you said, he started inching forward, approaching you like a scared animal, “It’s ok, I can help you.”

With every step he took forward you were taking two steps back, “No, no, please. I don’t know how to control it. Please, stop!”

Ice was starting to grow around you rapidly, moving out in all directions, even up the walls. The Flash looked away from you for a moment, as if listening to something, which he probably was.

After a moment he looked back at you with is kind eyes and tried again, “Please, just calm down. I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to help.”

Your back hit the wall and now you started feeling like a cornered animal, shutting your eyes you held your hands out in front of you, trying to make him back off a bit.

“Get back!” You yelled.

Suddenly, ice streaked from your hands and struck the Flash in the chest, sending him flying backwards. Your eyes shot open in shock. Oh no, no, no, no. That’s not good. You didn’t mean to do that.

Everything was quiet for a moment, then you gained back some of your senses, “F-Flash? Oh, God, are you ok? I- I didn’t mean for that to happen! I promise, I’m sorry!”

Against your urge to run away, you started inching forward, trying to see if he was ok, “Flash? A-Are you ok?”

You didn’t want to get too close to him in case your powers went off again, so you gave him a wide berth and circled around to try and see his face. He didn’t look good. His lips were starting to turn blue and what little you could see of his face was deathly white. Ice crystals formed on his eyelashes and his entire chest was encase in ice. Your hand went to cover your mouth.

You did it again. You messed up and now someone, a symbol of hope to this city, a superhero, was dying, or already dead. You did something that no super villain could do before, because you didn’t control your stupid power. While he was trying to help you, no less. That make you a super villain, you thought. You’re nothing better than a super villain. You started hyperventilating.

“I’m so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. It’s all my fault.”

All of a sudden, he groaned in response. It was so quiet that you all, almost didn’t hear it. You gasped in a sort of relief that he wasn’t dead.

You thought he tried to say anything else but before he could, police and SWAT started pouring through what seemed like every entrance. All of them had guns and they were being pointed at your head. You tried to calm yourself down as everyone started yelling at you to get down. Dropping to your knees and raising your hands, you tried focusing on the Flash, who was currently trying to move. He managed to roll over onto his back and look you in the eyes.

With one last attempt before they dragged you up and out of the building, you managed to say, “I’m so sorry.”

Hi! I saw your Harley banner, and I was wondering if you do one-shots for her?

Yeah, I'm sure I can!

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.