requested by two any one

anonymous asked:

Platonic hug between Keith and Pidge? Maybe Pidge needs comforting after an anxiety attack or a battle and Keith helps her. Love your work, thank you!

I definitely remembered this wrong and did during an anxiety attack?  Anyway, two hugs for the price of one!  Awkward sidehug AND long-lasting hold-a-person hug!


They all knew Pidge took it rough when they encountered Galra slaves and her father wasn’t among them, but usually Shiro went to talk to her afterward, so Keith hadn’t thought about it much.  He hadn’t felt like he had a right to talk to her about it, anyway, not since that time he told her her family wasn’t more important than the whole universe.  That had been a bad play, and while he’d realized that at the time based on how the others had reacted, it hadn’t really sunk in until the Blades’ test.

He almost went and got Shiro, now.  But Pidge wasn’t just crying, she was shaking, so hard he could see it from the door to Green’s hangar.  That seemed like a whole different kind of bad, and he wasn’t sure getting Shiro was the right thing.  He tentatively stepped into the room, but she was too wrapped up in her head to notice, and he suddenly knew he’d made the right choice.

“Hey, Pidge, are you ok?” he asked.

Pidge looked up at him from where she was sitting against the wall, eyes wide.  Her face was flushed and her breathing was a little fast, like she’d been running.  She shook her head, frantically, and his mouth went dry.  No.  She wasn’t.  Of course she wasn’t.

He walked over her, searching for more words and not finding any.  Finally, he slid down the wall to sit next to her, laying an arm tentatively around her shoulders.  She reached up with the hand next to him and grabbed at his shirt.  "I can’t breathe,“ she said.  "I can’t breathe.  I’m gonna pass out.  I’m gonna die.”

“You’re not gonna die,” he said, tightening the arm around her a little.  "I promise.  I won’t let you.“

"I can’t breathe.”

“You can breathe.  You’re talking, and you can’t talk without breathing.”  As soon as he said it, he knew it was wrong.  It was too logical.  Not the kind of thing you said to someone when they were upset.  But then -

“Oh.  Yeah.  Then why am I dizzy?”

“You’re maybe breathing too fast.  That’s not good, either.”

“I think something’s crushing my chest.”

He blushed a little as he stared down at her, looking just long enough that she would know he’d checked, but trying not to stare too long.  "I’m pretty sure it’s not.  You look ok.  Normal clothes and all.“

"I think I’m dying.  Is my heart supposed to be going this fast?”

He checked her pulse, feeling the wrist of the hand that was tangled in his shirt.  "No.  But I think it’ll slow down if you can just breathe more deeply.“

”‘Just breathe more deeply’“ she parroted back sarcastically.  The flush that had been across her face when he walked up was gone, replaced by an eerie paleness.

Keith bit his lip, then moved on impulse, pulling her almost all the way into his lap so that her side was snuggled up against his chest, his arm still around her shoulders.  "Look, just lean into me and breathe when I do, ok?  We can do it together.”

He could feel her trying to take slower, deeper breaths, but when he reached for her wrist again, her heart was still racing.  She let go of his shirt, rearranging herself to recline more fully against his chest, and he kept one arm wrapped around her and the other hand on her wrist, feeling her pulse.

Her breaths gradually slowed and eased, and her heartbeat got steadier and more normal.  He felt a knot of tension relaxing in his stomach and half wondered if Pidge could tell.  He figured probably not, given how freaked out she still was.

Finally, Pidge relaxed completely, sagging into him and leaning her head back against his chest.  "I’m such a mess,“ she said.

Keith shrugged. "I think we all are, sometimes.  I used to sleep with my shoes on, in case we got attacked.”

“That seems like a rational response to being Voltron.”

“I used to sleep with my shoes on when I lived by myself.”

“Maybe less rational.”

Keith figured he probably should move.  But Pidge seemed content to stay here, and she’d always been kind of huggy with Shiro sometimes, and maybe she still needed this, so he stayed put, trying not to move too much so that he didn’t ruin her fragile new calm.

“Anyway, thanks, Keith.” Pidge said after a moment.  "For … whatever.“  She leaned forward, starting to get up, and Keith tried not to show how much of a relief that was as he scrambled to his feet behind her.

Before he could figure out what to say, she’d turned a bright smile on him and added, "You’re pretty great, you know that?”

He panicked.  "You’re pretty … sweaty.“

Pidge laughed.  "I take it back.  You’re a jerk.  But thanks anyway.  I mean it.”

Keith blushed, looking down at his feet.  "No problem.“

She didn’t say anything when he grabbed the socket wrench he’d come in here to borrow in the first place and then bolted, but later he overheard her telling Shiro that she was ok and he’d been "a big help,” and he could let himself feel proud, just for a minute, that he’d done something right.

askcaitlinthehedgehog  asked:

I'm sorry if your not doing these at the moment but can you please do B1 with Mooching Hobo

this level of cuteness should be illegal



Hobo belongs to @loverofpiggies

TI Aesthetics: Ashien

Of all the souls that stand create  
I have elected one.  
When sense from spirit files away,  
And subterfuge is done;  

When figures show their royal front  
And mists are carved away,—      
Behold the atom I preferred  
To all the lists of clay!

For @vocal-fox

HANGING BY A MOMENT

His favorite things are the summers, because that’s when you return from boarding school, and his life becomes a lot more bright and a lot less dull.

cr.

“Friendship can be an excuse. A cover for when there’s something there you don’t want to admit or you’re too scared to explore.” - Gossip Girl

  Oneshot, Brother’s Bestfriend, Skinny Love, Mild Angst, Mature Themes

Word Count: 8,653

Before: Alright, so please keep in mind that this is the first oneshot I have ever written, therefore please don’t be too harsh on me. I hope I get better in time. I received two Jimin requests and decided to combine them both into one. Any who, I hope this is somewhat tolerable! I apologize in advance.




Jimin’s not sure when it began.



As he watches you dance with a very inebriated yet still somehow skillful Hoseok, who insists on being a little too touchy with you (at least in Jimin’s opinion) it’s all that seems to cross his mind.



That, and the thought of how badly he wants to remove Hoseok from the current situation and instead replace the older with himself.



You both are dancing to the slower version of one of your favorite songs, one that’s permanently etched in Jimin’s mind because of your refusal to listen to anything else but the damn song the entire summer break of last year.


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G Eazy Imagine

Originally posted by wesoleto

Synopsis: G makes assumptions that lead to problematic fights and you deciding if it’s all worth it

Warnings: Drugs, Slight use of blood, Alcohol, Language and honestly this is going to be long because I like the details, yah feel? 

Part Two


Your POV

I quickly dialed G’s number barely being able to wipe the smile off my face walking out of work. 

“Hey baby, I miss you.” G answers the phone and my smile only gets bigger. 

“Babe you’ll never believe it! David is publishing my article! I did it!” I yell in excitement and he laughs on the other end. 

“Y/N! That’s my girl. You are an amazing writer and it’s damn time people see that.” By him saying that only warmed my heart more. It just made me love him even more. We had been dating for about a year and a half now, through thick and thin he’d always say, and it was true. From album launches to tough critics we always supported one another. 

“Y/N? What are you still doing here? Do you want a ride home, you are on the way home for me.” My boss David comes up  from behind me and I quickly cover the phone so Gerald wouldn’t hear. 

“Who’s that?” Gerald asks, he was so protective of me, he just had good intentions but sometimes the littlest stuff ticked him off. 

“It’s my boss. I’ll call you back babe.” With that I hung up quickly and turned around to meet David. Everyone in the office knew David had a thing for me since day one but he was my boss, let alone I had an amazing boyfriend. 

“Hey, and you know it’s not that far, I don’t mind walking.” I smile and David shakes his head. 

“It’s creepy down here at night, please it’s no trouble.” There was a part of me that knew I shouldn’t but he was right. 

“Okay, thank you.” I get into his very expensive car, one I probably wouldn’t be able to afford no matter how much I saved. We rode in silence until my phone started ringing Gerald’s face appearing on the screen, I quickly ignore it and I catch David looking at it in the corner of my eye. 

“Well, here we are.” David smiles and I quickly get out. 

“Thanks so much.” I smile politely and quickly get up to Gerald and I’s apartment. I call back G and he answers on the first ring. 

“Yo, what was that about?” He asks and I head to the bedroom to pack the last couple of things. 

“My boss, he-uh- was nice enough to drive me home.” I struggle to open the suitcase and hold the phone at the same time. 

“Your boss that has the hots for you?” G asks and I roll my eyes. 

“Sure, I don’t know. I’m gonna finish packing and I’m on the next flight out to you.” I smile and he laughs.

“Yeah, the guys and I are going to pregame a little but I’ll be back in time at the house to see you. You’ll love the place, has a really big bed…” G carries off the sentence and I laugh.

“Alright, I’ll see you later. Text you when I land. Love you.” I hang up and finsih packing. I walk into the bathroom and turn on the curling iron to just touch up a couple pieces of hair so I wouldn’t have to later. I start to curl a piece underneath and I guess I got too close to my neck and burn it. I hiss in pain and put the curling iron down to see the red mark forming. I finish my hair and let the iron cool before tossing it into my bag.

 I get an Uber to the airport as I don’t want to bother any of my friends to just drive me to the airport. The ride wasn’t that long but I was just so excited to see my boyfriend. It had been about a month since I had seen Gerald because of tour but he luckily got a week off and got a house in Palm Springs that sounded amazing. It was just going to be us for once and I couldn’t wait. 

The flight was a little less than an hour so I got to Palm Springs pretty quickly and just got an Uber to the adress G had sent me. 

The airport was pretty quiet as it was late. Of course I would have liked if Gerald picked me up but he was famous and I suppose someone would recognize him, plus he was most likely drinking. I watched the street lights pass as the palm trees lightly blew in the wind. About 30 minues later we started pulling up to the house and of course I was shocked at how beautiful it was. 

“Thank’s so much.” I pay and get out, dragging my bag behind me. I was honestly exhausted from work and I really didn’t sleep on the plane since it was a short flight. I knock on the door and no one answers but the music blares from within. I try and knock louder and finally someone answers, a girl with dark brown hair and beautiful tan skin opens the huge door.

“Can I help you?” She asks in an annoyed tone and I’m taken back by it. 

“Yeah my boyfriend Gerald is there, can I come in?” She laughs and opens the door more and I start to go in and see him in a chair with a girl ontop of him just sitting there. There were several girls wearing barely anything but you weren’t one to judge. His crew was there, as well as guys you’d never even seen before. 

“G.” I say and he looks at me and starts laughing lightly. To say I was embarrassed wasn’t even the start of it. 

“Hey babyy,” He slurred his words and quickly got up, pushing the girl off of him. His hair was no longer in the usual slicked back fashion as pieces of it fell in front of his eyes and the sides of his face. Gerald barely could walk but he didn’t let go of a bottle that was in his hand. I noticed drugs all over the coffee table, ones I knew that were not just weed.

“Awhh look at my girl, damn baby. Mmm.” Gerald wraps me in a hug and rocks me back and forth and I lightly shove him off. He scowls at my action and his eyes were dark, his pupils dilated beyond what I had ever seen them. 

“What did you do? How much did you drink?” I hold the sides of his face and I can see everyone staring at us. It’s then I notice a tiny bit of blood splattered up his neck. 

“What the fuck Gerald? Are you hurt?!” I pull the shirt down near his neck and he looks annoyed. 

“No, stop it.” Gerald pulls away from me. 

“What happened?” I ask worried and he takes another drink from the bottle. 

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask David.” He says taking me by surprise and I run my fingers through my hair. 

“What the fuck is that?!” Gerald yells and I jump at the change in tone and everybody looks our way. 

“What?” I ask and he grabs the back of my neck. 

“You have a hickey, Y/N. Did you fuck David? You gonna leave me for him? Some 40 year old guy who probably can’t even get it up?” Gerald yells anger clearly radiating off of him.

“What the hell Gerald? What’s your problem?” I ask.

“I didn’t sleep with David, he’s my boss! G c’mon, you know I love you.” I grab his hand but he jerks it away. 

“You should! I’m gone all the time, it sure would be easy for you. Then I could hookup with other girls and not feel like shit afterwards!” Gerald holds his stomach and laughs as he barely holds onto the bottle. 

“Excuse me? I’m not talking to you with everybody here.” I say scowling at his last sentence and turn around heading towards the front door.

“Well then fuck you!” Gerald yells and before I know it a bottle smashes against the wall next to the front door. Gasps fill the room at his sudden action, as I’m frozen in my steps. Tears fall down my cheeks, as fear laces into every bone and muscle in my body. I turn around to look at him and it seems he realized what he’d done. 

“Baby- I’m so sorry, I didn’t m-” Gerald starts but I quickly stop him.

“You’re fucking crazy, don’t ever come near me again.” I say as anger flows through me. I quickly open the door and slam it shut running down the driveway, tears streaming which I knew would leave a mess with mascara but that was the least of my problems. I sobbed and sobbed but I just kept walking as the events of what happened replayed over and over like a bad rerun. 



Authors Note: Hope you liked it, there will be a part two coming out very shortly so I’ll be sure to put the link to part two in this one! Thanks! Open for requests if you have any!

Hidden Talents

Pairing: Bts x reader

Genre: Fluff

Request:  Hiya. Could you maybe do a bts x reader (or any of them x reader) where they find out she plays the violin? And maybe like the hear her playing one day and they were in shock standing there listening, not realizing she could play? Thx babes 😘😘 ——– Could you do a jungkook x reader where they are cousins 

(I combined two requests because I couldn’t get any ideas for the second one so I hope you don’t mind.)

(Credit to original owner of gif)


Despite being family with Jungkook, you very rarely got to see him because of his schedule but you both kept in constant contact and always remembered to update each other on important things. You never even had the chance to be at one of his concerts because every time he offered you a ticket, your work would call you in and say you wouldn’t be allowed off for “some concert” and then not believe you when you would try explain your cousin was the one performing.

However as time dragged on, you missed him and you were desperate to show him and his friends all you had learned on your violin and decided you would surprise them at K-Con with a cover of one of their songs, you decided on Spring day and after you had come up with the idea you had booked everything that had needed to be done within the hour from pure excitement.

When you arrived at your hotel within the next few days, you got a text from Jungkook saying him and the boys were going to come and see you and then take you with them to the Con themselves as they wanted to spend as much time as possible with you. You were surprised that they were able to make such a call like that even if you were family but you weren’t going to complain, so you packed your bag for the Con and made sure to tuck your violin away wanting everything to be a complete surprise.

The boys stayed true to their word and came and picked you up, as soon as Jungkook had seen you he had picked you up in a bear hug and swung you around as Namjoon politely took your bag and put it in the van, when you were let down you were met with more hugs and excited greetings from the rest of the boys,who apparently were just as happy to see you. You all climbed into the van, Yoongi had offered to sit with your bag on his lap, ignoring any protest from you since the van had literally no space left in it. He could however as they drove to the venue feel something particularly hard in the bag jabbing him in the leg, He opted to ignore it however, not feeling bothered to pry though his curiosity had been piqued.

When you arrived at the venue, you all got to go through a different entrance and you sadly how to split from the boys to go practice before you opened for them.

You were given a relatively small room but it was enough space for you to practice as you pulled out your violin and sat it under your chin and made sure it was in tune. You hadn’t shut the door the whole way so the music carried down the hallway and you shut your eyes, getting lost in the music and you were completely oblivious to Yoongi standing in the doorway watching you, he hurried away and to where the boys were warming up and dragged them all the where you were, where they all stood in complete utter surprise. The last time you had seen them, you had barely even touched any instruments but here you were playing their music with a grace and beauty that they had never seen before. 

You were completely wrapped in your music so when loud applause filled the once quiet room it made you jump. You spun around in time to catch a hug of Jungkook “Holy shit, that was amazing, you are amazing. Why did you never tell me?” He asked.

You blushed and shrugged and you were suddenly being overwhelmed with questions and when  stagehand came by to give you a five minute call all the boys begrudgingly left but with full intention of watching you side stage. All except for Yoongi who stood there with a sight smile on his face “Hey thanks for showing me a side of my music I had never heard.” Was all he said before turning and disappearing down the hall, leaving you. Bright red and slightly confused at what just happened.

You were slightly let down that the boys didn’t get to see your surprise the way you planned but you were happy they saw it in any fashion. You had done what you had set out to do.

8

(requested by truegodofthearena)

Imagine Playing Truth or Dare With Dean - Part Three

Request: Hi!! I absolutely adore your writing! I think you’re an excellent writer and I love all of your imagines especially!! Could you pretty please with cherries on top (and sprinkles bc who doesn’t love sprinkles) do another part to “Imagine Playing Truth or Dare with Dean”?❥ - anonymous 

Author’s Note: Thank you so much! You’re too kind <3 I wasn’t really planning on another part to this, but I like where it ended up. Hopefully you all do, too. Thanks for reading, and be sure to send in any requests you have! - Nat xo

Part One   -   Part Two


The two of you had been tiptoeing around each other ever since the last dare you had given Dean. He kept asking if you had meant what you said, but you refused to give an answer.

Mostly because you had meant it.

He didn’t need to know that, though. Not outright, at least. Instead, you decided to just be a tad more flirty towards him and see how long it took him to put two and two together.

It had been going well, and the tension that hung in the air between the two of you was both a blessing and a curse. You thought he would never make a move. Until one night, he did just that.

You were laying on your bed in the little motel room you were calling home for the time being, propped up against pillows so you had a better view of the tv. Dean was sitting in a chair at the rickety table by the window, and you could sense his eyes on you as you laughed at the stupidity of the show you were watching. Doing your best to ignore it, you slowly raise your beer bottle and take a sip, draining the last of the amber liquid. When you were finished, you flitted your eyes over to Dean and caught him staring at your mouth.

Hesitating just a moment, you dragged your tongue over your lower lip before pulling it between your teeth and slowly letting it slide back out. Dean swallowed and stood, crossing the room quickly to stand beside the bed. Bending down, he placed his hands just inches away from your right thigh and leveled his eyes at you. 

“Dare?”

You blinked, surprised by the turn the situation had taken, but you nodded anyway. You couldn’t help but be intrigued by whatever idea was rolling around in his mind - from the look in his eye, you felt like you would enjoy whatever he thought up.

“I dare you to kiss me.”

The sentence came out in a low growl, and you immediately moved forward to press your lips to his. At his sharp intake of breath, you smirked against his mouth and gripped his shirt, pulling him over on top of you. The tip of his tongue brushed across your lower lip, and you allowed it to sweep through your mouth and claim you. 

You broke the kiss after a moment, your breathing so labored you couldn’t even think straight anymore. Dean leaned back and took in your flushed face, messy hair, and lips swollen from his kisses. With a grin, he pressed a kiss to your forehead and whispered.

“Man, I love this game.”

rouge-cerise  asked:

Sentence 14 bokuaka :)

S14. “I think I broke him.”

Yes bokuaka!! Thank you!

Send me a number and a ship for a drabble!! (2/5)


“Akaashi!” Komi calls as he receives the ball.

Akaashi shifts, only a half a step off the net. The pass was a good one, and it gives him time to glance at his side of the court, to look for his spikers, to decide who to pass to. But Bokuto is ready. He’s always ready. It makes Akaashi’s choice easy.

He sets the ball in a high arc across the net. A huge smirk grows on Bokuto’s face as he begins his approach, just as it always does. Akaashi moves off the net, ready to receive the ball back if it’s blocked. But he has faith in Bokuto as he leaps, his arm pulled back. The spike is almost too fast to see. His hand hits the ball, his wrist twisting into a perfect cut. The ball misses the block, cutting right inside the outstretched arms to slam into the court on the other side of the net.

“Hey hey hey!” Bokuto cries with a pump of his fist. Then he’s spinning on Akaashi. “Nice toss Akaashi!”

“Thank you. Nice kill Bokuto-senpai,” Akaashi returns. It’s not until everyone on his side of the court falls deathly silent that he realizes what he just said.

His eyes snap back to Bokuto, and he’s almost shocked to see him standing there, eyes wide and jaw dropped, his hands lax at his sides. He’s speechless. Bokuto has never been speechless.

“Good going, Akaashi-san,” Sarukui sighs.

“Bokuto-san, the next play is about to start. You need to go serve,” Konoha says.

Bokuto doesn’t budge, still staring at Akaashi slack-jawed.

Akaashi’s hand comes up to rub at his temple. “I think I broke him.”

Just a heads up!

After I finish my last final today (it’s an 8 am), I plan on working on two one shots. If you have any requests, send them in! I won’t be able to do anything next week (vacation with no wifi) and the rest of May is iffy (brother is getting home Saturday from his deployment, so I’ll be spending time with him). If y'all send request then, I probably won’t be able to get to them.

-Emma

The Fault In Our Stars (Pietro Maximoff)

“Y/N, I’m nervous about tomorrow.” Pietro admitted and you grabbed his hand. “Everything’s going to be okay. Do you trust me?” You asked him and he nodded without hesitation. “Then trust me when I say this, I won’t let anything happen to you.” You told him and he smiled. “Why you smiling?” You asked. “Nothing, you just look so beautiful under the moonlight.” He told you and you felt your cheeks burn.

“We should head inside. Big day tomorrow.” You told him. He nodded and the two of you walked in hand in hand into the facility. That night you couldn’t sleep, you were having doubts about letting Pietro join the mission. He was just recovering from Sokovia.

-

“Y/N, watch out!” Natasha shouted and you turned around but everything happened so fast. A bullet came rushing towards you, but Piereo ran towards you and carried you behind the crates. “Thanks.” You said. “Can’t have anything happening to my princess.” He smirked. You lifted you gun and fired it at the Hydra soldiers running towards the two of you.

“Cover me.” You told him and ran towards the large herd of Hydra soldiers. Pietro did as told and killed any soldiers that came running towards you, while you fired at the men protecting the large crate that was in the middle of the facility. “Should we call for back up?” Pietro shouted.

Natasha fired her widow bites at the men. “Already here.” She told him and fought off a few soldiers. “What’s in the crate?” She asked you. “Some rock.” Pietro answered. “Not just some rock. It’s part of a portal to another planet.” You told her. “Part?” Natasha questioned.

“Yeah, I’ll explained everything after we get it.” You said. Natasha was next to you as helped you fight off the last remaining soldiers. Pietro was exhausted, but continued to run. “There’s more coming!” Natasha shouted.

“Nat, look out!” You shouted, pushing her out of the way. The bullet hit your shoulder blade and you let out a gasp. “Y/N!” Pietro shouted and ran towards you. “I’m fine. Get the crate!” You shouted, continuing to fire bullets at the soldiers.

“Y/N, you’re going to bleed out if we don’t take you to the quinjet.” Natasha told you. “I’m fine.” You told her. “We need that crate.” You added and she nodded. Pietro grabbed you and ran to put you behind some other large crates. “What are you doing?” You asked him. “Saving your life.” He told you, giving you a quick kiss before running back to the fight.

A Hydra soldier sneaked past Natasha and Pietro and ran towards the crate Pietro felt you out. He took you by surprise, hitting the back of your knee with his gun so you’d fall to your knees. “Son of a bitch!” You groaned. You stood and turned around to punch the man in the face.

He fell back, but kicked your ankle and you fell, hitting your head on the ground. Your vision was blurry. “Natasha!” You shouted. The gun shots stopped and you didn’t know whether Natasha and Pietro won, or Hydra did.

You blinked repeatedly, and tried to stand up. “Y/N, stay with me.” Someone’s voice muffled and you closed your eyes.

-

“She’ll be fine, hit her head pretty bad but there’s a low chance of brain damage.” The doctor told Pietro. “May I see her?” He asked the doctor. “She’s resting, but you can wait for her to wake up.” She told him and he nodded.

He sat in the chair next to the bed and looked at you. After hours of waiting for you to open your eyes, he heard you let out a groan. Pietro quickly stood up and ran next to you. Your eyes fluttered open and he let out a sigh, finally being able to see your e/c eyes.

“Y/N, how are you?” Pietro asked you. You turned to look at him and scrunched your eyebrows. “Who are you? Where am I?” You asked him. He was heartbroken, you didn’t remember him. “Y/N, it’s me, Pietro. Your boyfriend.” He told you. “Whoa, boyfriend? Sorry buddy but no thanks.” You told him. You still had your humor.

“Ah, why does my head hurt? And why am I in a hospital?” You asked him, he was going to answer but you spoke again. “Did I get high again? Dammit, Derek was supposed to make sure I didn’t smoke too much.” You sighed in frustration.

“Doctor!” Pietro shouted. Seconds later the doctor ran in. “What’s wrong?” She asked him. “She doesn’t remember me. Why doesn’t she remember me?!” He shouted. “Look, can I go? Derek is probably waiting for me.” You told the woman. “I’m sorry, Ms. Y/L/N, we’ll have to run some tests.” She told you.

“Alright, will I be getting morphine?” You asked her. “No.” She said. “Great.” You rolled your eyes. “Mr. Maximoff, do you want to wait in the waiting room?” The doctor asked him. He gave you one last look before walking out.

Pietro called Natasha. “Who’s Derek?” Pietro asked her. “What?” Natasha asked. “Y/N keeps mentioning someone named Derek, who is he?” Pietro asked. “Is she okay?” Natasha asked him. “No, she doesn’t remember me. The doctor’s running some tests. Who’s Derek?” He asked again.

“Derek was Y/N best friend before S.H.I.E.L.D.” She stated. “Has she never told you about her past?” Natasha asked him. “No.” He answered. “Look, this isn’t my place to tell. I’ll head over right now.” She told him and hung up.

When Natasha arrived, the doctor had finished the scans. “Is she going to be okay?” Natasha asked the woman. “We don’t know. She seems to have forgotten anything in the past year and a half.” She told them. “Will she get her memories back?” Pietro asked , panicking. “There’s a high chance that she won’t remember.” The doctor told him, she then got called up for another patient.

“You can go talk to her if you’d like.” She said before walking away. Natasha walked in first, “Nat!” You shouted happily. “Thank god you’re here. Can you take me home? I’m hungry.” You told her.

“I’ll go sign her out.” Natasha told Pietro and walked out. “I’m sorry, I forgot your name. Who are you again?” You asked Pietro. “Pietro. Pietro Maximoff.” He told you. “Oh right, the man who says he’s my boyfriend.” You said.

“I am.” He stated. “Well, I’m sorry to inform you, but I don’t know who you are. And I’m not going to date some man who I don’t even know.” You told him. That moment right there, he made a promise that he would make you fall in love with him again.

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anonymous asked:

Ahhh can I request Akashi and kise (if only one accepted then choose any two lol) and their headcanons of what they like to do with their s/o? Thanks and sorry for my bad english ...

Totally fine! And I can definitely do both :3 so relationship headcanons?

AKASHI:

  • It takes him a while to learn that it’s the thought that truly counts in gifts. So when you ask him why he buys such expensive gifts, he’ll legit be confused. He just wants to spoil you and buy you all this fancy shit.
  • He’s very big on hand-holding. Sure, he likes kissing and hugging but hand-holding will be the death of him. He just likes seeing his bigger hand wrapped around yours and your fingers intertwined between his. It’s just very romantic-movie that he sort of likes the cheesiness.
  • Not ashamed about PDA but he also has his limits. He won’t crudely make out with you in the middle of the street and prefers intimate moments.
  • Relatively innocent compared to the rest of GoM, surprisingly enough. He knows sex but his drive is still under control so he won’t be screwing you senseless fast. He’ll take his time and make you wait for it.
  • His favorite date idea is to share a meal with you, mainly because he gets to face you and learn more about you. And mainly because he loves seeing you eat because you look adorable when you’re chewing.

KISE:

  • He’ll take things super slow. You’ll find how distant he is in the beginning because he’s not into super serious relationships. Only if he knows you’re special and that you’ll be around for a long time will he start to open up.
  • He’s very clingy in general and is a huge fan of PDA. Whether it be kissing or hugging. You can always be prepared for markings on your skin because Kise tends to get territorial.
  • Count on him too to embarrass you in public. You think Hanamiya’s bad with teasing? Pfft. Kise can do much worse if he wanted to. He knows your weak spots and knows exactly what to do to make you blush. Though, he’s just a bit more discreet.
  • Loves bragging about you so don’t be surprised if you find that his whole family and work crew know about your dating him. Also he’ll take you to his photoshoots just to show off his skills to you and show you off to his work friends.
  • He’s the baby of the family so he’ll expect to be babied by you too. At the same time though, he wants to be the responsible one so he always takes initiative to invite you out and ensure that you were taken care of.