This Is My Favourite Viktor Ship

Textposts: Tarkin edition

There are two kinds of people, separated by the way they dealing with heart shuttering break up:

They becoming sad alcoholic hobo with no sense of personal hygiene...

2. ...or career overachiver.

I'd eat her out like she ate this lobster in season 1

lock me in a room with her, and i’ll show piltover and zaun a real incident 😼

peter cushing in the zombie horror movie? or maybe this is wilhuff tarkin in the midst of the hunt somewhere on eriadu

fetishizing that old man’s self destructive tendencies

Imagine telling Alastor Moody that you can't have children.

I had this idea with the wonderful fic named "war wounds" by R.J. Anderson in fanfiction.net

Please read it it's so good !

Infos : afab reader (for "clinical reasons") but gn pronouns, and it's a sad imagine this time

Warnings : infertility! (Don't read if you're sensitive to this subject)

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You confessed your love to Alastor some weeks ago. And even if he felt the same, he couldn't imagine starting a relationship with you.

You were too young for an old man like him, you deserved better, he thought. He tried to tell you that, but you didn't care. You loved him and wanted to be with him.

Today, it was the same argument as every other one since your confession. But this time, Alastor found something that really might change your mind.

"There's one thing I really can't give you."

" And what's that, Alastor? Diamonds, gold ?" You retorted, sarcastic.

"A child"

This time you truly went silent. You didn't want to, but your face took a saddening look. Alastor hated him for that, and even more when you answer him.

"I can't have children anyway."

"Why are you saying that? Maybe you don't want one now but one day..."

"No you don't understand. I can't. My body... It can't"

Tears appeared in your eyes, and he came closer to take you in his arms.

"I'm sorry love... It's a tough thing"

Alastor stroked your hairs. You let some tears run down your cheeks, your face buried in his chest.

"I'm born like that... I'm born broken Alastor... I don't know many people who would like to be with someone like that, like me. I can't give children to the person I love. I will never know this happiness..."

Alastor understood. The thoughts and the feelings of being broken, not enough, not loveable for your imperfections. And the pain that resulted from it.

" I'm a failure. No one one want a failure..."

Even if he understood your pain, he couldn't hear you devalue yourself. For such a trivial thing than children.

"I can't imagine greater happiness than being with you. You'll find the person made for you one day, I promise."

"I found it. But he push me away..."

Alastor didn't answer you and just continued to stoke your hairs.

"I understand your thoughts you know? Just... Please hold me just today..."

Yes, he couldn't be with you. But today he can let himself comfort you. You needed him, how could he ever deny it to you ?

Guys viktor had to leave before ambessa’s twink detector went off

Imagine Saruman being jealous.

Here's my work for @soplezhuy !

I finally finished it omg and I hope it's good !

I'm sorry if it's not what you've imagined of if it's ooc but I'm not the best connoisseur of Saruman x/ (I'm really scared to post it lmao)

Infos : Saruman x gn reader

Warnings: small smut at the end, jealous behavior (not really healthy but we've seen worse)

Everyone knows that you two are in a relationship. It was this type of matter that was never discussed. Elrond, Gandalf, Radagast and Galadriel don't seem to care about it. Even if they're finding it weird due to the age difference. But you and your lover couldn't care less.

Saruman has always been protector of you. You're his beloved, the person he loves and cares about the most. It's logical that he'll make sure you're safe.

But recently you've visited Gandalf quite often, as he was a friend of yours. And it drives him mad. At first, he didn't really understand why, until he started to recognize the bitter feeling as jealousy. He hated all the time that you had with Gandalf.

So, next time you dressed up to visit him, when you told him goodbye in the throne room, he asked you to stay at home with him. Where you belonged. Pretending he needed you for some tasks. But you politely declined, you promised to Gandalf to drink the tea with him. But Saruman didn't take "no" as an answer and started to tell you how pathetic Gandalf was to try to have you for himself, and mostly how stupid you were to fall for that. You couldn't understand why he said that or why he was so angry. The bitter words he used weren't usual for him. You tried to just go away, but he locked the door in front of you and all the others as well.

" I will not let this man have you. You're mine. Do you understand!?"

Now he really started to scare you, and a tear rolled down your cheek. Seeing this, Saruman immediately calmed down and tried to approach you.

" My beloved... I wasn't trying to scare you. I only wanted to protect you."

"Protect me from what ?! Gandalf is a dear friend of mine. His yours too !"

"I know. I was only..."

"Were you.... Jealous ?"

Your lover sighted and resumed with no response. Even if you didn't need one. You slowly approached him and took his hand.

"Gandalf has always been quite fond of you my beloved."

"But he's not the man I love. You are."

He gently put his forehead against yours.

"Don't you trust me..?"

" I trust you. It's him..."

" I love you Saruman. I'll always will."

You tenderly kissed him. You truly meant what you said. He was the only one for you. He kissed you back and pushed your body against his. Right now, he needed to feel your warmth and your body against him. He gently took you to his throne, where he sat and put you on his lap. Saruman caressed every inch of your body that he could feel. He needed to make you his here and now. He stopped the kiss to bite your neck.

" Who are you belonging to?"

"To you... I'm yours"

"Say it again."

You repeated that you were his and only his as he completely undressed you. He pulled up his robes, and you started to ride him just like he wanted, letting love confessions out between your moans. This time, Saruman's grip on you was not tender like always, but possessive. You were his, and you'll always be.

That last picture is just um...Sevika having cute chubby cheeks thats all (go check twitter)