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How do you think Mad Eye would react to you being drunk and flirty and touchy with him?

Oooh that's a very good one ! Thanks for the asking!

Infos : gn reader

TW: obvious mention of alcohol/alcohol effets

- You two were probably at a little gathering/party at Square Grimmaurd with some members of the order. It was something totally informal just to release some stress caused by the war. At first, Alastor didn't wanted to come, but you and Tonks asked. And he really couldn't say no to the both of you.

- You decided to drink because... Why not ?? This wasn't a common occurrence and it seems the best idea to have fun.

- After a few beers with Tonks you started to feel a bit dizzy but you were fine. That's when Sirius came with this bottle. You can't remember exactly what is was, but it was good, and strong. VERY strong.

- Two hours later you approached Moody who was sitting alone in a corner, looking at everyone having fun with a visibly annoyed face. Your smile and your shaky steps gave him all the information he needed: You were drunk.

- He didn't like it. In that state, you were vulnerable. What if something happened, or if someone wanted to take advantage of you ??

- You asked him how he was doing and why he was all alone. Precisely, you asked "Why an handsome man like you doesn't have company?". It made him blush a bit. Flustered he tried to dismiss you. But as you put a hand on his arm and gave him a flirty look while pleading to stay with him, all his intentions of pushing you away were ruined.

- Is it the surprise being touched, or because it's by you, but he didn't immediately hex you to make you stop. He didn't do it either when so started to drunkly flirt with him. And just scowled to ask if it was some kind of joke.

"A joke ? Nah I just want the most handsome auror for myself!"

- You giggled and smiled. And that's when you decided to sit on his lap, too drunk to think correctly.

"I really want you, Alastor... Am I not pretty enough?"

"It's not the question. You shouldn't be here with me. Go have fun instead of staying with an old war dog like me." He pretended to be mad, only to secretly love this attention.

"But I want to be with you..."

You snuggled your face in the crook of his neck, so you couldn't see his face becoming red. He started to stroke your hairs softly.

"Oh sweetheart... You'll be the dead of me, you know that ?"

- He stayed with you for a moment, before he realized that you felt asleep. With a spell, he made you levitate and brings you to your room, tucking you in. With a last touch of your cheek, he left you to have a good night sleep.

BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK

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never let being a girl stop you from being a boy

do i want him or do i want to be him ?

(it's both)

hunter in a dad sweater that is all ✨

Oh hey sweetie here to see how the work on Saruman and the reader is going. Don't think I'm rushing you, but I'm excited to see it.

Eheh I'm working on it

I had to rewatch EVERYTHING 😩 all the hobbit+ lord of the rings lmao

it arrive fast I swear ! <33

price: i think you have PTSD

ghost: yeah i have PTSD

ghost: Proficient Talent for Sucking Di-

price: we ALSO need to talk about your use of humor as a coping mechanism

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 ?