#amnesia imagine

[yandereaffections]

He wouldnt leave your side after mummbling out those few words, knowing he couldnt hunt the parasites down any faster than he could comfort you

Guiding you back home to kents apartment, arm wrapped around your waist the whole way there with his grip getting tighter within every slurred out comment of your protection he makes 

Even if Kent was extremely confussed to why Ikki would even consider dropping you off at another man house his unusual behavior told him enough about how serious the situation was

Ignoring whatever concerning statements you progressively start yelling at him, loyal to Ikki and the trust he put into him to keep you safe 

When Ikki returned Kent was fast asleep while you stayed up due to persistent anxious thoughts, not knowing what he was going to do 

Quick to approach him asking what happned noticing he was changed into completely different clothes while Ikki just stares down at your fidgeting form for a moment before a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips 

"You dont have to worry anymore, thats all, lets go home it was rude of me to suddenly drop you onto Kent."

[mys-meimagines]

NSFW Alphabet (w/ Ikki)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

After sex, Ikki is extremely sweet and cuddly. He loves being able to hold his s/o close to him as they both recover. He’s very considerate of his s/o, so he always makes sure that she is not hurt before cuddling her. 

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Even if he loves every single part of his s/o’s body, he has a thing for her eyes. Maybe because he can lock his own eyes into hers without having to worry about her reaction, or maybe because of the way she looks at him, which makes him feel amazing. He doesn’t know why, but he loves them.

After dating his s/o for a while, he became pretty proud of his shoulders. He absolutely adores seeing the way she clings to them whenever she has the chance, whether she’s just hugging him or trying to draw his body as close as possible to hers.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He doesn’t really care about where to cum, as long as his s/o is fine with it. The idea of cumming inside her, tho, makes sex much more intimate for him.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

The dirtiest secret he might have is that he absolutely adores earing his s/o’s moans. He feels extremely proud knowing he’s the reason why she’s being so loud.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s not extremely experienced, but he knows what he’s doing. He’s never had a relationship before, but he has read enough to know the basics.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He absolutely loves the intimacy that the missionary grants him, he gets to hold his s/o as close as possible while showering her with kisses.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

He’s pretty serious, but there might be a couple of more laid back moments.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

His hair is extremely thin and soft that he doesn’t even bother shaving. His s/o sometimes wonders whether he uses conditioner down there as well.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He’s super romantic, he only gets intimate with someone once he’s really in love with them, as he sees sex as something that allows him to show how deeply he cares about his s/o.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

It’s very rare, he almost never does it.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He’s pretty vanilla tbh. He would be willing to try something if his s/o asked him, but there is nothing he’s so into that he’d be the one asking to try it.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

His bed, but he might be willing to move to the couch if his s/o asks him kindly enough.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Anything romantic. If either he of his s/o does something even slightly romantic, it’s probably going to end up with sex. 

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that might cause his s/o pain, he absolutely doesn’t want to hurt her in anyway.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

As much as he likes receiving, he’s more of a giver. He loves holding his s/o’s thighs as he goes down on her, and loves it even more if she’s moaning loudly.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

He’s almost never rough. He loves taking his time, focusing on his s/o’s pleasure before anything else. Expect a lot of foreplay and a very slow, sensual and passionate intercourse.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He’s not a big fan of quickies. He’d rather wait until he has enough time to properly take care of his s/o.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s willing to experiment... to an extent. He’s not going to do anything too risky, nor anything that might get him or his s/o in trouble.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He’s got quite a lot of stamina. He could go for 2-3 rounds, if his s/o asked. Also, he lasts quite a long time.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t own any toy, nor he’d like to. He likes sex way more if it’s only his s/o and him.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He’s not much of a tease, he’d rather please his s/o until she can’t take it anymore.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not very loud, but he sometimes lets out some breathy moans.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

His eagerness to please his s/o makes him a perfect sub. If his s/o asked, he’d be more than willing to switch roles.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

A bit longer than average, not too thick.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not too high nor too low, just average.

Z = ZZZ (…how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Even if he’s feeling sleepy, he doesn’t fall asleep until he’s taken care of his s/o - meaning cleaning her up, making sure she has eveerything she needs and, of course, cuddling.

Feedback is always appreciated!

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[neycrisbale]

Don’t Worry; I’ll Be There *Granit Xhaka imagine*

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I groaned the moment I heard the alarm blaring next to Granit knowing fully well it was a waste of time for him to even sent that darn thing. I shook him lightly to try and remove him from off of me, which didn’t work at all. Therefore I began to trace his facial features until he started scrunching up his nose. 

“You do know that tickles right” He mumbled 

I chuckled, “I wouldn’t know because it’s happening to you” I said 

Granit opened his eyes slowly and looked down at me, “Is it morning time already?” 

I nodded, “And the alarm that you set, is still ringing” I said 

Granit groaned turning and slapping his hand down on the alarm, I jumped slightly as he did that. “I was insinuating that you turn it off, not break it” I told him

Granit chuckled, pulling me closer and placing his head on top of my chest. My hands went to his hair, combing through it as he closed his eyes. “Can we just stay like this all day?” He asked

I shook my head, “Nope, you’ve got a game today and I have to go into the office to get somethings.” I told him

He sighed, “Well then I guess we better get the day started huh” He said sitting up, and placing a kiss on my lips

Granit rubbed his eyes, before getting out of the bed and going into the bathroom. I’d heard as he’d turned on the shower, and I thought he’d gotten in but he didn’t instead he walked into the bedroom naked. “Excuse me Mrs.Xhaka would you like to save the planet and take a shower with me?” He asked

I threw my head back in laughter, as he didn’t wait for a response and instead came over and picked me up from my side of the bed. “Granit you’re going to drop me” I said to him

He rolled his eyes, “Oh please, if I drop you I’m not a real man” He said as we’d made it back to the bathroom

I didn’t have much on just one of his shirts and then my undergarments, and after I disrobed of everything we both got in the shower. Just taking in and enjoying each other’s company inside. 

After our shower we got dressed, Granit helped me with getting my hair dried before the both of us exited the bedroom. I went into the kitchen to start breakfast, and he sat on the island watching as I moved around the kitchen. 

When breakfast was finished we both ate, cracking jokes and telling stories before cleaning up and going to brush our teeth. We made sure everything was together and cleaned up before both getting in our separate vehicles, “You sure you don’t want me to just drop you off?” Granit asked

I shook my head, “I’m fine Granit, if I keep you any longer you’re going to miss the team bus” I told him

Granit shrugged, “They can wait for me if they really cared about me” He said 

I laughed placing a kiss on his lips, “No, go and I promise I’ll be there before you even know it” I said 

He sighed, “Alright, be safe and no speeding” 

I rolled my eyes, “I don’t speed I just drive a bit faster than the normal person” I said 

Granit laughed, “Yeah don’t do that either” 

~~~

“Where’s Granit!?” Someone shouted

When I turned around I saw it was Hector, “You looking for me?” I asked

Hector hit my shoulder a few times irritating me, “Dude what are you hitting me for?” I asked again

“It’s Y/N” He spit out

I looked at him confused, “Is she here already? Why are you breathing hard?”

“Granit! Y/N’s at the hospital” Alex shouted as he made his way over with the rest of the guys

I looked at them like they were crazy, “No she’s not, she’s-she’s on her way to the office I just-I just spoke with her” I said looking at them 

“Granit c’mon mate we’ve got to go” Rob said pulling me

I just stared at them, and once everything had settled in my mind my heart started racing. I followed whoever to my car and they drove to the hospital, I don’t even remember arriving; I just remember running through the doors and looking around for anyone to help me. 

“Y/N, where’s Y/N Xhaka?” I asked a doctor 

“Let me ask the nurse” He said

I followed him to the table, and she typed away at a computer before saying something almost unrecognizable. Once again following behind the doctor, we went into some room and all I could hear was the monitor and the humidifier that was inside of the room. 

My eyes landed on the person that occupied the bed, it was Y/N her head was bandaged and her eyes closed. Her chest rose and fell, in sync with the monitor that was hooked up to her. 

A tear slid down my eye, and I turned towards the doctor. “What happened?” I asked my voice breaking

“She was driving towards Buckingham when a car came out of no where and hit her side of the car, and then two more crashed into her front and the back of the car” He said 

“She’s-she’s okay right?She’s breathing” I asked not dwelling on what he’d said

“Mr.Xhaka , this was a pretty bad accident. Her whole side was crushed and she hit her head pretty hard, so far everything is okay her vitals are normal and there’s minor bruising. She does have a fractured collar bone, and tibia we’re not sure of anything else because she’s been unconscious since we’ve received her” The doctor said

Nothing else would come out of my mouth, as I stared at her. I nodded my head, “I’ll leave you here with her, if she wakes up press this button” He instructed

Once again I nodded my head, and pulled a chair close to her bed. Everything in me was shaking, with nerves as I’d hoped and wished she would open her eyes. 

I didn’t take my eyes off of her, every time her eyes would move my hand hovered above the button to notify the nurses and doctors. I sat back in the chair and sighed, and thats when I heard it. I heard her cough, and when I looked at her, she’d opened her eyes. 

I pressed the button, and she blinked a couple of times staring up at the ceiling.  I didn’t say anything, and she turned to look over to me. Her eyes didn’t give off anything, as they looked emptied. “Who are you?”She asked 

I didn’t get to answer, as the doctors entered the room. They ran some tests on her and discussed somethings before calling me out of the room. I looked back at her one last time before, closing the door and looked at the doctors. 

“Uh based on the tests we’ve just run, it seems as if Y/N has amnesia” The second doctor said 

My eyebrows furrowed, “Amnesia?” I repeated

They nodded, “Has she said or asked anything of you yet?” He asked

“She asked who I was” I said as I stared at the floor.

“Just try to introduce to her memories and small things over the next few days, and see how she does if her parents are near have them around and see if she remember’s them” He explained

I nodded, and went back into the room, when I entered she was staring at the cast on her leg in question. “What happened to my leg?” She asked aloud

“You were in an accident” I said 

She jumped slightly turning towards me, something that she did often-jumping at small sounds. “Who are you?” She asked confused

“My names Granit, you really don’t remember me?” 

She nodded her head, “Are you my friend?” 

I shook my head, “Oh My Goodness Y/N, we came as soon as we heard Granit” My mother-in-law said as they burst through the door

“Mummy! Dad!” She said happily

They turned towards her and both gave her careful hugs, “I’m so sorry we weren’t here earlier Granit they called us while we were on the way to the game” Marie said

I nodded, “It’s alright” 

“Do you know who he is Mum?” She asked 

Marie looked at Y/N, and Clint , her father in confusion. “Honey, you don’t know who that is?” She asked

Y/N shook her head, a little bit, “No I don’t “ 

Clint squeezed my shoulder a little bit giving me a sad look, “Baby this is your husband Granit” She said 

Y/N looked at me, “I’m married?” 

[allanimeimagines]

[celebritycrush-imagines]

Imagine

“Good morning handsome. Your coffee”. You put the mug down on the desk of [your celebrity crush], who is your colleague. “Hmm. You and coffee, that’s all I want for my mornings.” You smile. “If you started answering my late night texts, you could get it”. “You are such a liar. I check my phone, every morning. And there is never a message from you.” “I did text you this morning!”. “If I could please not forget to bring the report. Not really the message I was hoping for.” You smirk. “Maybe next time.” You two do this all the time. Flirting. It means absolutely nothing, but you’ve grown quite accustomed to his sweet comments on how you look that day, or him softly laying his hand on your waist to navigate you around as you’re preparing your lunch. It’s all silly banter, but you love it. And so does he. 

“Babe, I’m off. Shouldn’t you do the same?” You stand in the opening of [your celebrity crush]s office. “Yeah. I really should. But I need to finish checking the stats.” “You can check the stats tomorrow. They won’t change.” You walk over to his desk, lay your coat on the chair across from him and lean against the tip of his desk, so you can face him. “Really. You should go home. Eat something and go to sleep. It’s seven already”. He looks at you, with your genuine concern in your eyes, and smiles lightly. He lays both hands on your waist and pulls you closer to him, so you’re now sitting in front of him. If you opened your legs, he could get right in between... Which is not a thought that should be crossing your mind. “Do you need a hand with those stats?” you ask instead, bringing it back to work. Good for you. “No. You need to go home.” “Just as much as you should.” You get up from leaning against the desk and sit on the chair on the other side. “Come on. Tell me what needs to be done”. 

“Let me walk you home”, [your celebrity crush] insists. “Dude, you live on the other side of the city. I’ll be fine on my own”, you reply. It is currently 9 o’clock as you’re putting on your coat. “Are you sure? It is quite late.” “And I’ll be fine late too.” “Sure?” “Positive. I’ll see you tomorrow.” [Your celebrity crush] kisses your cheek. “Just be safe, love”. “I always do”.

“Where’s [your name]?”, [your celebrity crush] asks the receptionist. It’s half past ten in the morning, and you still haven’t arrived. “I know it was late last night, but she would mention it if she was going to come in late. Could you call her one more time?” She nods, before walking into [your celebrity crush]s office fifteen minutes later, with red eyes and puffy cheeks. “I just got of the phone with her mother. [Your name] got hit by a taxi last night. She’s in the hospital.”  

[Your celebrity crush] scheduled the whole day off as soon as he heard. He’s walking into the hospital with his jacket over his arm, not noticing the longing eyes of the women there over him in his suit. His mind is on you. Being pointed to your bed, he walks into your room and throws the jacket on the chair. You’re in bed covered in bruises and with a cast on your arm. You seem to be doing as fine as you could, said the doctor, but he wanted to keep you in for some more tests. Noticing someone has walked into your room, you open your eyes. “Hi there, gorgeous.” [Your celebrity crush] smiles. “If you wanted me to come running over because you were in bed waiting, you could have just said so.” Instead of replying something witty back, you look at him funnily. “Are you my boyfriend?”, you ask. Thinking you’re joking, [your celebrity crush] answers. “Only if you ask kindly.” You nod. “Am I going to be okay?”. “The doctor said so, yeah.” “That’s good”, you nod. “So I’ve really got a boyfriend then, huh?” [Your celebrity crush] looks at you, furrowing his eyebrows. “Do you not know who I am?” “Well, I do now. You’re my boyfriend. Right?” “Right..”, he whispers.  

[animethatimagine]

Amnesia Imagine #1

[allanimeimagines]

[allanimeimagines]

(Y/N): "You baked that yourself?”