#shcftingpieces - kyle

[shieldretired]

@shcftingpieces gets a starter for Sexy Surgeon Kyle

                               STEVE MAKES IT TO THE MEDICAL BAY AT SHIELD HQ WITHOUT ANY HELP, which, in his opinion, means that he doesn't need medical assistance in the first place, but Romanoff threatens to knock him out and physically drag him to a doctor if he leaves without getting patched up, so here he is, lightly stumbling through the door and spooking a nearby nurse. "I might need a couple of stitches," he tells the doctor closest to him. The guy looks vaguely familiar (either they met in the cafeteria before or maybe when Steve dragged one of his team members here), and Steve's eyes flicker to the name tag on his white coat. "And while you're at it, it would be awesome if you could dig the bullet out because it's really uncomfortable when my body does it on its own, Dr. Valenti," Steve adds, gesturing at his right arm, which he keeps close to his body. He's wearing the dark blue stealth suit, so it's hard to see blood, but a coppery smell is in the air, and Steve looks distinctly pale – paler than his Irish complexion usually is.

[storyofwhoiam]

“ of course i love him, we’ve been friends for ages. “ (Kyle to Zoey, Bridgerton verse, unaware of how much she knows)

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Zoey's voice was already quiet but she lowered it further — enough that there would be no way for anyone else in the park to have any chance of hearing them. "No," she shook her head but there was a smile on her lips; Zoey glanced back to where her mother and Kyle's walked together along the lakeside, talking amiably a few steps behind them, "I believe that you love him," she emphasised the word, doing all she could to convey her meaning through tone, "perhaps like how I love Blair?" She smiled wider still just at the mention of the other woman. "I am pleased for you, regardless," she finished her thought, eyes scanning further along the path, "he is a good man."

[ricochetingtears]

❔ bc all the multi options

send ❔ and i’ll list a couple muses that i’d like to throw at yours! accepting | for @shcftingpieces

lois lane + laurel lance gabriela dawson + raven rayes courtney difronzo + jordan elliot thea queen + serena van der woodsen kyle valenti + liz ortecho (i just realized you don’t have kyle in your doc but if he’s still an option you KNOW kyle + isobel has my heart) donna troy or lois lane + tommy vega harvey specter + emily prentiss

[lieutenantkidd]

𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞.

name : stella kidd residence : chicago, illinois number of blankets : i fear only one in the winter and nothing in the summer. she feels a very warm person i don’t know how to explain it number of pillows : one and has to be thick type of clothing : when off work, she’s very casual and tends to gravitate towards a mix of trendy and unique pieces do they sleep with company? : if she’s in a relationship, yes do they sleep better with company? : it’s a fact she is usually embarrassed to disclose does it matter where they sleep : not usually but there are times when she is too exhausted from work that she needs the comfort of her own bed (or kelly’s arms) what do they do if they cannot fall asleep : stare at the ceiling and roll around bed, eventually gets tired and makes something to drink and seats on the couch to watch whatever is on, i wanna say cooking shows frequent dreams, nightmares? : not as many nightmares as she used to have as a child but she dreams very vividly. sometimes she needs to ask people if certain things actually happened deep slumber or naps? : naps are a constant to keep her functioning throughout shifts and she pretty much has trained herself to sleep whenever. but when she gets home, it’s a deep slumber when do they sleep? : literally whenever she has the time and slows down what could wake them up? : if it’s at the fire house, the bell going off gets her on her feet pretty quickly. at home, it’s usually kelly’s kisses or the coffee machine working

tagged by: @lindscys tagging: @severideskelly​, @untwined​, @59054​, @shcftingpieces​ (kyle), @ethyreal​ (shay) + you!

[shieldretired]

                              STEVE IS ABOUT TO POINT OUT THAT HE CAN GET TO A BED ON HIS OWN, but then he stumbles and nearly falls on his ass were it not for Doctor Valenti's help, so it's probably for the best if he shuts his big mouth and lets the physician do his thing. "Only if you call me Steve," he insists as he climbs up on the bed with a grunt. Getting the suit cut off is an unpleasant feeling because it worked as some sort of enormous tourniquet and now his wounds seem to open again. It also jostles the bullet still lodged inside his upper arm. "I don't think so. A few bruises here and there, but they'll be gone by tomorrow," he says, blinking at the doctor's hands and trying to follow what they're doing. The sharp stench of disinfectant reaches his enhanced nose not a second later, and Steve has to turn his head away. "Maybe a concussion," he adds with the air of a news reporter telling the latest developments of a scandal. "Because I think I gotta throw up. You got a kidney dish or something?" 

Kyle in his handful of months he’s been with SHIELD has gotten far too used to the “I don’t really need a doctor” mentality from everyone enhanced abilities or no. So it’s not all that surprising when Steve Rogers stumbles in using the same lines. He’s not treated him before, but like all the avengers Kyle is familiar with his medical file - the litany of injuries, the way the serum enhances his ability to heal. “Okay yeah, let’s get you to a bed and we’ll worry about bullets and stitches.” Kyle dips down easily to sling Steve’s good arm over his shoulder and helps him the last handful of feet before hefting him up on the bed. Assisting Captain America was not on the list of things he thought his day would contain but he was happy to help. “And Kyle’s fine as long as you’re not going to force me to go all doctor’s orders on you.” He grabs the sheers and makes eye contact with Steve, using it as a small way to assess who with him he is. “We gotta get this off you so I can what we’re working with okay?” He waits for some type of confirmation before he hands work at the top of the stealth suit. They really could be a bitch when trying to get them off quickly. “Anything else besides the bullet I should know about?”

[storyofwhoiam]

“i don’t think you’re weird. i think you’re cute.” (Kyle and Donna)

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"Oh." Kyle's words had soundly cut short Donna's rambling — at least for a moment. "Well," that was considerably better than she had been expecting, given the fact that at their first meeting Kyle really hadn't caught Donna on a good day, "good." She gave a short nod, which seemingly removed the barrier which had been preventing her from forming more than one syllable at a time. "Not that the two necessarily have to be mutually exclusive. It would be understandable, I think, for you to think that I was weird and cute. Not that I want you to think that I'm weird; cute would be preferable — well, there are maybe other things that would be more preferable than either, but if it's a choice between the two, cute wins out over weird and– I'm rambling again, aren't I?"

[storyofwhoiam]

“Don’t get up. I’m comfortable like this.” (Kyle and Amy, Liz has gotten up after they all were cuddling)

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Amy paused in her movement pushing up from against Kyle's side. She pulled her eyes away from where they'd followed Liz's form out the door, to meet Kyle's. "Yeah?" She was already settling back down against him before awaiting a response. "You do make a good pillow," she grinned, a teasing tone in her voice, "I can see why Liz likes you so much." The three of them all spending together like this might've been a newer development, but Amy's understanding of what her girlfriend saw in Kyle wasn't. It had been clear from the beginning; as far as she was concerned, Kyle looked at Liz in the same way that Amy felt about her. "We're two lucky idiots." She murmured, letting herself relax down, eyes closing for a beat.

[storyofwhoiam]

@shcftingpieces liked for a texting thread

[Text: Blair] Delia tells me that you have a present for me [Text: Blair] She refused to explain any further but suffice to say that I’m more than a little intrigued

[storyofwhoiam]

STUDY:    PATSY MOUNT

 —    basics. 

▸     is your muse tall/short/average? average; around 5'6", but she does usually have at least a small heel most of the time. 

▸     are they okay with their height? yes; she's really not very bothered either way. 

▸     what’s their hair like? naturally blonde but (usually) dyed red

▸     do they spend a lot of time on their hair/grooming? no; she's particular about her grooming habits but she has a very well set routine that she can run through in a relatively short time.

▸     does your muse care about their appearance/what others think? not specifically, but she does care about what she considers to be 'proper'. 

—    preferences. 

▸   indoors or outdoors?     outdoors ▸    rain or sunshine?     sunshine ▸    forest or beach?     beach ▸    precious metals or gems?     precious metals ▸    flowers or perfumes?     perfumes ▸    personality or appearance?     personality ▸    being alone or being in a crowd?     alone ▸    order or anarchy?     order ▸    painful truths or white lies?     white lies ▸    science or magic?     science ▸    peace or conflict?     peace ▸    night or day?     day ▸    dusk or dawn?     dawn ▸    warmth or cold?     warmth ▸    many acquaintances or a few close friends?     few close friends ▸    reading or playing a game?    reading 

—    questionnaire. 

▸     what are some of your muse’s bad habits? smoking — she's quit in modern verse but has the occasional slip (that she beats herself up about) in times of more extreme stress. 

▸     has your muse lost anyone close to them?  how has it affected them? patsy lost her mother and sister as a child, and her father once she was older. all of their losses were very much tied up with trauma on patsy's part and she struggles to talk about any of them.

▸     what are some fond memories your muse has? so many of poor patsy's happy memories, particularly those from her childhood, are tinged with sadness. once she begins to let down some of her defences at nonnatus house and formed friendships, her life inadvertently started forming a whole lot of of new pleasant memories. 

▸     is it easy for your muse to kill? no; patsy never has and i would struggle to think of a situation where she would.

▸     what’s it like when your muse breaks down? patsy retreats from those around her, not willing to let any others see her anything less than put together, and she knows that she can be rather more brusque than she would be otherwise. she's not good at dealing with her mental health at the best of times, so when things get bad, it's very easy for them to spiral. 

▸     is your muse capable of trusting someone with their life? trusting someone immensely, yes — with a great, great deal of time and patience on the other person's part — but she's probably got too much baggage and trauma to truly trust someone with her life. 

▸     what’s your muse like when they’re in love? conflicted; she struggles to allow herself to truly just be happy. when she can though, she's entirely devoted, with eyes only for her partner. she's not one for public displays of affection, but that being said, finds it next to impossible to come close to saying no to them.

tagged by: @reignthem tagging: @shcftingpieces ( tommy or kyle ) @shareourtruth ( atlas ) @lgbtcorp @amazonluthor @liminaled ( ophelia ) @aftermathed ( grey )

[storyofwhoiam]

when do you gaze at your soul mate?

Bridget Westfall - when they're getting ready for the day this is all you've ever wanted. you and them and the promise of a future. you should be getting ready too. but you lay in bed for a moment, still feeling the traces of their warmth on the sheets, their scent on your skin. you watch how carefully they choose their outfit for the day. you watch as they pair the colors. you memorize that face they make when they stand at the mirror checking every detail. you savor how routine it is. you savor it because you both earned it. there is something precious in the domesticity and you vow to never take it for granted.

Franky Doyle - when they're sleeping it's not just the way they're at rest. it's that they're at rest with you. it's not just that they're safe but that they feel safe enough to let you see them like this. it's trust and it's intimacy. and you're not sure you're ready for them to see the emotions in your eyes right now. they've been through enough. you both have. sometimes it scares you just how much you love them. it terrifies you that you feel happy as they lay there, eyes closed and hair a little messy. their features twitch and you know they're dreaming and it scares you because if you fall asleep too you won't have a nightmare tonight. you'll dream of them. or nothing at all. and either way it will make you need them more. and you're not supposed to need anyone but it's them. you want to hold them in your arms and never let go. you want to protect them but you know they want to protect you to. this is the kind of love you long for and it's the kind which will hurt if you lose it. but here you are anyway. it's too late now. you're glad it's too late to go back.

Justino Rosa - when they're dancing you're not sure if they know you're there or not. you're not sure if it matters. you watch them sway to the music, watch as they twirl around and smile for no one but themselves. they're free and laughing. they're alive and vibrant. they're everything you might never be except when you're with them. so full of life it makes something in your chest tighten. there are frown lines at the corners of your mouth but your lips are smiling right now. rare. and often, only for them. they have light in their hearts and some days you fear the darkness in you might swallow it whole. but they'd never let you walk away. so make sure the darkness inside you keeps all the other monsters away from their tender heart.

Zoey Bartlet - when they're getting ready for the day this is all you've ever wanted. you and them and the promise of a future. you should be getting ready too. but you lay in bed for a moment, still feeling the traces of their warmth on the sheets, their scent on your skin. you watch how carefully they choose their outfit for the day. you watch as they pair the colors. you memorize that face they make when they stand at the mirror checking every detail. you savor how routine it is. you savor it because you both earned it. there is something precious in the domesticity and you vow to never take it for granted.

tagged by: @shcftingpieces (who should also do kyle cos i say so) tagging: @piecebypiiece  @aftermathed  @apocketfullofmuses @dcsperados

[storyofwhoiam]

❝ i dunno who taught you that love comes with conditions and limitations, but mine doesn’t. not when it’s you. ❞ (Liz to any)

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Trixie's expression crumpled with the other woman's words; not because she didn't want to hear them — quite the opposite — but they made it clear how wrong she had been previously in what she had thought was love. With Liz, things were easy — Liz made things easy. She bit back the 'but...' and 'what about...' that were on the tip of her tongue, and reached out to take hold of the other woman's hand. "That is because you are a wonderful human being, Liz Ortecho." She met the other woman's eyes, feeling warmth and security, and that unwavering love that Liz's voice held no doubts about. A lump formed in her throat though as she took a slow breath before her next words. "We should talk though," Trixie shifted in her seat, eyes dropping from Liz's for a moment, "about Kyle?" Her voice rose, as if in question, as if there could be any doubting what they ought to be discussing.