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Hello peoples!

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!

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.”

What have you been doing

Hi! Well, last night I was falling asleep. Lol. Sorry about not getting your message sooner. I've just been doing a lot of school stuff like clubs and plays and, *sniff*, homework.

Bad Coffee Leads to Love

One-Shot: I saw Jurassic World and just completely fell in love with Lowery. Can you do a one shot about him liking you but he doesn’t think you know he exists please? Thank you! Announcement: Sorry this took so long to get out! I hope you enjoy :-) Warnings: Mild language.

A loud yawn escaped your mouth as you stretched out your cramped limbs. Sitting in a chair all day and staring at multiple computer screens was starting to take its toll. Pushing yourself off of your chair you decided that it was time for another cup of the liquid consciousness that was coffee. Inside the small break room you made for the coffee machine. Apparently everyone else had the same idea because the was a line starting to form. You sighed and plopped down into one of the few chairs left, rubbing your tired eyes. It was almost the end of your shift and you were thankful.

You were suddenly brought out of your thoughts when someone gently placed a hot cup of office brand cruddy coffee in front of you. Looking up you saw a brown haired guy who worked here as well, Lenny? Or was it Larry, you couldn’t quite remember, which you felt bad about at this moment.

You looked him in the eyes, “Is this for me or are you taunting me? Cause if you’re taunting me, I might have to kill you.”

His eyes went wide for a second until he realized you were joking and sat in the empty plastic chair next to you, “Uh, no, i- it’s for you. The line is really long so I thought I would grab an extra one.”

You smiled, “Well, thank you. Aww, man, now I feel bad. I can’t quite remember your name.”

He kind of shrugged it off, like he got that a lot, “That’s ok, my names Lowery.”

“Well, Lowery,” you stuck out your hand, “I’m Y/N. Nice to formally meet you. And thanks so much for the coffee. I was about to fall alseep!”

He chuckled, “Yeah, I know how that can be.”

“Wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world, though.”

“Oh, no way! Dinosaurs are amazing!”

“They are!” you paused and looked over at him, “Wait, don’t you have all of those little figurines on your console?”

“Yeah… I- I know it’s weird but-”

“Well of course it’s weird! But that’s the cool thing about it!”

Lowery looked up at you and smiled with relief, “Really?”

“Heck yeah!” You said, taking another drink of coffee.

There were a few moments of silence between the two of you, just sipping coffee under the fluorescent lightbulbs.

After a while, Lowery spoke up, “Hey, Y/N, I-I know I haven’t actually spoken to you before now but,” he took a shaky breath before continuing very quickly, “It’s just that I’ve seen you around the office and you’re really pretty and I was wondering if you would go to dinner with me or maybe coffee I don’t really know but I understand if you don’t want to and-”

You quickly cut him off, “Lowery. You seem like a really cool guy. Yeah, we can go to dinner.”

He stared at you, a little shocked at first, but then started smiling, “Really?”

“Yeah,” you said, “I think it would be really nice. Maybe not tonight but this weekend?”

“Ye-Yeah! Sure, of course, thank you so much!”

You chuckled and stood up, your break now over. Grabbing a napkin and a pen, you wrote your number on it and gave it to him, “Here, we can text later. I’ll be looking forward to it, Lowery.”

With that you tossed your now empty cup into the garbage and went back to your station. Lowery meanwhile just sat in his chair with the napkin in his hand.

Saying to no one in particular, “I really freakin love this job!”

Hey

Hello!

Did you get my Harley Quinn One-Shot? If not I can send it again

Hey! I did get your request. I'm sorry I haven't been active for a while, just a lot of school stuff. Thanks for being so awesome!

Hey! I just discovered your blog! You're very talented! <3 If requests are still open, can you do a one shot of Wonder Woman deciding to take me under her wing?

Thank you so much!!! I'm sorry that I took so long to respond, but I have your request down and I'll try to get it as soon as I can! :-)

LEO WON. THE MEME IS FINALLY DEAD

Can I request a Harley Quinn One-Shot?

You certainly can!

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.

Happy New Years Day

Thanks! You too! I hope you have a wonderful celebration:-)

Happy New Year!

I hope that all of you have an absolutely wonderful year ahead of you. I know that sometimes times can be rough but I believe in each and every one of you! I wish you all the best of luck in the new year. I love you all!!! 🎆🎇

Me, writing: Have I already had someone shrug recently? Yeah I think she shrugged like two minutes ago already. I'm pretty sure I've written someone chuckling like five times. Everyone chuckles so goddamn much. Maybe everything is just super amusing here. How about I switch it up a bit and have someone raise an eyebrow curiously yeah that'll work hell yeah

I was wondering...

What would everyone think if I started doing fake text imagines? They seem pretty easy to make. Go ahead and send some in and I’ll see how it works out!

Merry Christmas!

And to anyone that doesn’t celebrate Christmas, I hope your holidays are going well too! Loves to all! :-)

Hey I miss your drabbles keep writing them!!!

I know, I do too. I really just need to be better about asking whether a person means that they want a one-shot or an imagine :-)

You keep changing your header

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

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!

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!”

Harley is my favourite character in the DC Comics

That's cool! I can't even choose my favorite character. I love them all :-)

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

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

Nice Shirt

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!

Can I send a request in?

Of course you can! :-)

Probably Just The Heat

One-Shot: 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 ☺ Announcements: Sorry about the end, I ran out of ideas. I hope you like it though! Enjoy! Wanings: None

You finished filling the Velociraptor treat bags and wiped your bloody hands off on a near by rag. Wiping the sweat off of your forehead with your upper arm you made your way off of the cat-walk and was about to go wash your hands when you accidentally ran into someone. Looking up quickly you were about to apologize when you saw who it was and scowled. Owen Grady, the head Velociraptor trainer, known more to you as, ‘Mortal enemy’.

Seeing as how your relationship was a mutual hate for each other he scowled too, “Watch it.”

“Same to you, buddy,” you growled back.

Casting one last dirty glare in your direction, he walked away and disappeared up the catwalk. Turning back around you yourself walked towards the nearest restroom and started scrubbing your hands clean of blood. You noticed that your hands were shaking a bit, and you couldn’t figure out why. Its not like your encounter with the loser was all that intense. What, with his wavy hair and big arms… wait, what?

You shook your head. There is no way that you were falling for that stupid, blond haired, motorcycle riding, Velociraptor training, jack-wagon. His stupid sparkly eyes weren’t even all that great. Your eyebrows furrowed with concern, the heat on this island might be baking your brains and making you think these crazy thoughts. Yeah, thats it, your not going insane, just having a heat stroke.

You sighed, dried your hands, and left the restroom, making your way up the catwalk to get to your next task of the day. You noticed that, thankfully, Grady had gotten done with the recent training exercise with the Raptors and was off talking to Barry and that creepy guy, Hawthorn? Huckleberry? Eh, something like that. The guy was an enormous pain in the you know what. He kept coming back and stared rather evilly at the pack of Raptors, talking nonsense about using them as weapons. Stupid, that guy was just plain stupid.

You sighed and gritted your teeth slightly, they were standing directly where you needed to go to get some tools. Grumbling, you tried to quietly maneuver yourself behind the group of arguing men. While you did so you may or may not have snooped in on their conversation. Although, you pretty quickly lost interest. The jackwad who’s name you were pretty sure started with 'H’ was just spouting more of his seemingly endless amount of stupid. You were about to close the gate behind you, as was the rule for safety, when Grady quickly sidestepped inside. You shrugged and let him close it while he kept on with his conversation.

One thing that did make you smile was the fact that neither Barry nor Owen were buying it. You wiped the smile off of your face as you grabbed some more random tools off of the wall. While you didn’t exactly like Grady, he wasn’t stupid. He knew that the Raptors were wild animals and couldn’t be controlled. In fact, since you were on the topic anyway, why did you hate Grady? He didn’t do anything to you necessarily, maybe it was his cocky attitude, or was it his I’m-indestructible sort of demeanor?

You were pulled from your thoughts as you were about to leave the cage, when you heard someone shout, “Pig loose!”

You quickly turned around, looked up, and saw that one of the new workers had stuck the catcher pole down into the inclosure in an attempt to wrangle the loose pig. Speaking of stupid, am I right?

The next few moments were a blur, although you faintly registered the kid falling over the edge of the catwalk when one of the girls sped by and snapped up the pig in her powerful jaws. The next thing you saw was Grady rush past you and into the now open Raptor pen. Quickly snapping out of it, you rushed and stopped the gate from opening up any farther.

You snapped your attention back to Grady and the new kid, “Grady!” you hissed, “What are you doing?”

But he ignored you, and you quickly took into account the four large predators now surrounding the duo. The kid made a sounds that sounded somewhat scared and pained, and you realized he had a sprained or broken ankle from the fall. He was sitting meat.

“I’m probably gonna be fired for this,” you said faintly to yourself, and rushed into the pen as well.

You heard Barry’s voice behind you, saying something rational like, 'They’re completely stupid’, or, 'They’re probably gonna die’. At least those are the thoughts that are running through your head right now. Barry was probably being a lot more sympathetic and worried.

You heard a voice from in front of you this time, “Y/N? What are you doing? Get out of the pen! It’s dangerous.”

It took all of your self control to not just stop right there and scoff at him. Instead, you kept moving towards the injured intern, while scoffing at him.

“Says the guy standing closest to predatory wild animals.”

You hooked your arms under the kid’s arms and hauled him towards the gate and back into safety.

Turning around you shouted at Grady, “Owen! We’re clear! Get your butt back in here.”

He spared no time rolling under the now closing gate, just as the Raptor squad descended on their prey in a flurry of hisses and claws. You allowed yourself a moment of relief when all they got was a face full of metal bars and slumped against one of the cool cement walls of the cage, almost tripping over one of the tools you had dropped earlier.

“Kid,” Owen said, speaking to the injured intern, “You ever wonder why there was a job opening in the first place?” he asked the shivering form on the ground.

He turned around to you and you mentally groaned, just knowing that you were about to be fired, “And you, follow me.”

You furrowed your eyebrows but hurriedly followed Owen out of the cage and off to one of the quieter parts of your mutual workplace. He stopped and you stuck your hands into the pockets of your dirty tan pants.

He started of how you had expected, “That was stupid, just running into the cage like that, you could’ve gotten hurt,” he continued, “Or worse, killed. I-I care about you.”

“Well,” you said very quickly, “If I may add, you weren’t exactly doing too hot in there either. Heck, one or the both or, yes, even all three of us could have been killed. But, hey! We’re all still alive and have a great story to tell everyone at Thanksgiving dinners. And, also… Wait, what? Did you just say that you cared about-”

You were cut off when Owen’s lips crashed into yours. This, shocking as it may be, made all of your inner organs do cartwheels. Wait, you thought, didn’t we hate each other like, two seconds ago? Although, you still couldn’t figure out why. And also, do I like him? Does he like me back? What is going on? Were we both having heat strokes? All of these thoughts flashed through your head in less than a second, and all too soon, at least you thought so, the kiss ended.

You looked at Owen and noticed that hiss cheeks were a touch pink. Although, you couldn’t blame him, yours were probably even redder.

“What just happened?”

Owen chuckled slightly, “Uh, I was trying to ask you out for dinner sometime, but got over excited, what about you?”

You were fairly certain that your eyebrows were still raised in shock, “Uh, well, I-I guess that I was saying 'sure, why not’ but I think my brain just stopped working,” ugh, you mentally smacked yourself, yep, that was you, smooth.

Grady smiled and kissed you again, this time though, you melted into it.

—-

Of in the distance, one of the other workers begrudgingly handed Barry a small wad of cash, “I can’t believe it,” he said, “They’re always at each other’s throats. I did not expect this.”

Barry smiled, “Are you joking? So much sexual tension was just released that my ears popped from the change in pressure. The power of observation, my friend, is a good one to have.”

And with that, the two men chuckled and walked off to leave the embracing couple some space. Even the Raptors seemed to be cooing at them.

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700 followers! I really can’t believe it, you people are the best! I really couldn’t do any of this without all of you. Every single one of you mean a lot to me, you really do:-) Thank you all so very much, I love all of you!

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 love your new header

Oh, thank you very much! I decided I needed more Space in my life cause its really cool :-)

A Note to my Followers

To the followers who don’t say much: having you there still means a lot. Even if you never send in an ask or anything, I don’t care. I appreciate that you still follow me anyways. And it’s nice to see you there liking and reblogging my stuff.

To the followers who buzz like bees: When you reblog 17 of my posts or send my multiple asks in a row, you aren’t being irritating. You’re making me feel like I’m doing something right as a blogger. Thank you.

To the shy anons: I don’t know if you follow me or not, but regardless of why you sent in that ask, I’m just happy to be hearing from you. You aren’t a bother. You make me feel awesome.

To all of my followers whoever you are: Thank you for hitting that button. Thank you for sticking with me. If you ever need a shoulder to cry on or someone to celebrate with you, I’m here for you! If you ever need something explained, I’ll answer as best I can.

Thank you all of you.

Yo could you do a tony one shot where steve is being an ass to him n the team are all on him too n you gwt super pissed at them all for treating your husband like shit cuh how stupid can the be dont they know he just hides his true feelings 😙😙

Of course I can! Thank you