#mad eye moody x yn

[dixonsgirl93]

Mistletoe

Moody x Reader

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Christmas Day at Grimmauld place was full of laughter and joy that year. With most members of The Order being there to celebrate, most not wanting Sirius to be alone.

As you excused yourself from the table to leave the kitchen, you bumped into Alastor Moody coming the other way.

“Oh, sorry.” You said shyly and went to walk around him. A voice rang clear through the chatter.

“Wait! Don’t move!”

You turned to see Tonks scrambling up from the table. She was pointing above your heads. You felt your cheeks begin to burn and saw Ginny and Hermione try to hide their giggles. Some of the others smirked.

“There’s mistletoe! You have to kiss!” She looked so excited, it was sweet.

You turned to Moody who was still under the doorway with you. “You don’t- I mean, we don’t have to. It’s just a…stupid tradition.” Your voice faded away and yet you made no attempt to move.

You were hoping that Moody would say that actually he’d love to but you knew that likeliness of that was slim at best.

He was avoiding your eyes but also making no attempt to step from under the mistletoe either. Did he want to?

Suddenly, you became very aware of the amount of eyes staring at the two of you, burning into you.

“If you don’t want to.” Alastor spoke, his voice low and gravelly.

“Well-” you blurted and then stopped.

Finally he looked at you, eyes only a minuscule wider than normal. He was surprised.

“What?” He asked, never taking his eyes off your face.

“I…” You turned to look at the room and immediately regretted it. You swallowed hard and kept going. “I mean, I don’t mind. But I understand if you don’t want to.”

You wondered why he wasn’t moving away, why he was even pressing you for information. Couldn’t he see you were uncomfortable being stared at? Judged? Waiting for that inevitable rejection? You wished he’d get it over with already.

“Who says I don’t want to?” He was so matter-of-fact that you did a double take looking back at him.

“I…well, I just assumed…” You frowned.

“COME ON! KISS ALREADY!” Tonks yelled in the near silence, making you jump.

“Tonks! Oh my god!” Your face felt hot as you covered it with your hands.

“Do you want to?” His face was close to yours, a hand placed gently on your arm. He whispered it so no one heard.

“Yeah.” You whispered back, feeling brave.

“Okay.” He whispered and pulled away. You dropped your hands felt your heart race.

The room disappeared as Alastor leaned closer to you. It was really going to happen. He was inches away. Centimetres. He closed his eyes. One inch! You closed your eyes too.

Your lips met briefly, so quickly and gently you weren’t sure it really happened except for the cheers that suddenly erupted from the room. You turned as everyone clapped and Tonks cheered. You rolled your eyes, blushing.

You sneaked a glance at Moody and saw a pink blush coat his upper cheeks but he was already walking away, finding a seat at the kitchen table.

For a moment you stood there, replaying the last couple of minutes and wondering how it all just happened and then you turned and walked out of the room with the biggest grin on your face.

[lixie-phoria]

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— skz helping 9th member reader w/ her paranoid personality disorder

requested - yes // 9th fem!member who has paranoid personality disorder (PPD) and she always thinks that she isn’t alone in the dorms when she’s by herself? The boys don’t know anything about is as she hides it from them but one day the boys get a camera for the living room as weird things have been happening when they aren’t there... skz x 9th member fem!reader / warnings - angst w happy ending, mentions of anxiety, paranoia, stalkers, and paranoid personality disorder / 3.2k words / a/n - this is the longest fic i've ever written 😭

"boo!"

"fuck!"

you gasped in shock, stumbling back as hyunjin popped out from behind the couch, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

"did i scare you?" he giggles, standing up properly and making his way towards you, failing to notice how you eyes were still quivering with fright and your tight grip on your phone.

"why would you do that, hyunjin?"

you sound off, your voice an octave higher and trembling with an emotion that confuses him. was he sensing anger?

"it's just a joke ynnie. calm down."

it wasn't just a joke to you, though. it was much more than that. but you couldn't to explain it to him, so you leave him in the living room with an eye roll, staring at your retreating figure in confusion.

hyunjin doesn't bring it up after that. maybe he just happened to catch you on one of your bad days.

but he begins noticing things ever since - things that weren't necessarily normal. things that you have always done, but this time when he really thinks about it, they're a bit strange.

how you're always extra jumpy, flinching at every loud sound, refusing to leave the house without an unnecessary amount of security, being extra cautious when you went to public events, and straight up refusing to socialize with anyone more than necessary.

your members always labelled it on you being an introvert. but to the extent that you barely even spoke about yourself to your own members? as though scared to trust them with information? that wasn't normal, was it?

hyunjin thinks hard. he's a bit worried about you, but he doesn't know what to do.

tell chan? no. chan didn't need more problems on his plate.

confront you? no. you hated confrontation. it would worsen things.

talk to another member about it? maybe. but you might get mad at him. you always hated people meddling with your personal life.

so he stays silent for a while, observing from a distance.

and he begins picking up on signs soon enough.

you were paranoid. extremely paranoid. he caught you looking over your shoulder every few minutes, expertly dodging personal questions, being hypersensitive to criticism, having spells of moodiness that followed no particular pattern, suddenly giving your own members the cold shoulder, over analysing every little interaction you had with people. it was worrisome.

yes maybe hyunjin was looking into it too much and it wasn't that big of a deal. but he couldn't brush off a certain thought nagging him at the back of his mind. something was definitely up, and it was about time he spoke to the others about it.

"I think yn has a stalker." hyunjin mutters, shifting uncomfortably in his seat under the blank gazes of the other 7.

"what?" chan sounds confused, eyebrows furrowed as he shares an unsure glance with lee know. "did she say anything?"

that was the problem. you didn't. so he had no solid proof other than his theories.

"well, not really" he rubs the back of his neck. "but something is wrong. I know it. she's been acting weird."

"weird as in?"

"it's the usual. she hasn't changed. but when you look into her habits, they're not normal hyung."

it's tense. nobody knows what to say until changbin breaks the silence.

"what do you mean by not normal?"

"I don't mean it in a bad way," hyunjin hastily defends. "it's the way she's so paranoid, always on the edge. it can't be anxiety. anxiety doesn't make you act that way. it's almost like she's scared of something or someone."

he leaves it at that, allowing for the others to ponder over it.

your managers hadn't mentioned anything. maybe it was a sasaeng bothering you? maybe you slipped up and you were scared to share it with the company? scared of their berating?

"we can't jump to conclusions, can we?" felix interjects, fingers anxiously drumming against the table.

hyunjin shakes his head. "we can't. that's why i've been observing her for the past few weeks, and this was the most reasonable explanation i could find."

"what exactly made you start looking into it?"

"i tried jump scaring her two weeks ago, when she thought she was alone at the dorms. and she was so livid she didn't even crack a smile. i thought maybe she was just in a bad mood but for a few days after she kept acting strange around me. she would barely speak to me and even when she did she wouldn't meet my eyes."

chan hums, a frown twisting against his features. if hyunjin's guess was correct, you could be in serious trouble. and if he thought about it, there may just be a chance the boy was right. if you really did have a stalker threatening you, the chances you told them about it were close to zero. you were never one to confide in people easily.

"let's not tell the managers about it, yeah? we'll all observe her too. try seeing if there's anything out of the ordinary?"

and so they all agree, leaving the company in a much worse mood than with which they had entered. you were alone back at the dorms. it was your first day off in a very long time. hence hyunjin had chosen that moment to tell the others.

the drive back is tense. nobody says much. a few of them scroll through social media, trying to see if there's any news about a stalker. but they come up with nothing.

everything seems normal.

that is until they reach their apartment.

the change is immediately obvious. when chan unlocks the door, he stumbles back in surprise when he sees their dinner table blocking the corridor of the entrance, preventing them from entering the living room. the couch had also noticeably shifted, turned such that anyone sitting on it would have a clear view of the windows and the front door. every window is shut, the latches bolted.

"what the fuck happened here?" seungmin mutters in shock, carefully lifting the table from one end and moving it to make space for them to enter. the entire layout had changed.

"where's yn?"

all of them are visibly terrified as they make their way deeper into the dorm, noticing the can of pepper spray lying on the center table.

"yn!"

no answer.

"fuck. I hope she's okay."

there's nothing they can do besides hope as they reach your door. it's locked. there's no sound coming from the other side.

"yn?" Chan's voice wavers as he silently knocks at your door.

no answer.

"yn! it's us!" lee know pounds against the door.

there's a moment of tense silence before they hear the unmistakable click of your lock.

"hi?"

your hair is ruffled and your eyes puffy. you had been asleep.

it takes you by surprise when jeongin pushes his hyungs aside to grab you by the shoulders, chest heaving with the fright you had given them.

"what's wrong innie? why do you guys look like you've seen a ghost?"

"what's wrong? you tell us yn. why is all our furniture completely rearranged?"

for the first time your eyes land on the living room, and you gulp.

shit. you forgot to clean up.

"there was a bee. I was trying to kill it."

"what?"

it sounds ridiculous even to your own ears, but it's the best excuse you have.

"yeah. that's why the windows are closed. it got in somehow and I lost it. I was just trying to search for it." you shrug.

"what about the pepper spray?"

"I couldn't find the bug repellent."

the excuses come to you naturally.

"yn please-"

"it's not that big of a deal, oppa" you cut chan off, defensively crossing your arms. "you know I hate bugs. that's all there is to this. now will you please let me go back to sleep?"

you don't wait for their reply, shutting the door and locking it, leaving your members half confused and half exasperated. you were lying to them.

"please tell me none of you believed her." hyunjin whispers into the silence of the afternoon, taking care that you don't overhear them.

"something's definitely wrong," han agrees, his foot bouncing unconsciously against the carpet. "she's hiding something."

"but what?"

the million dollar question. what were you hiding? was it really a stalker?

"should we tell the managers about it now?"

"I think we should," lee know adds, looking at the others for confirmation.

"don't you think she'll be angry? she doesn't like people meddling with her business. you know how defensive she gets."

all of them turn to chan. in the end, it would be his say.

"I think we should try figuring out the reason first ourselves."

"but-"

"a motion detector and CCTV camera might work. hidden from sight, of course. it would alert us."

changbin hums, agreeing with their leader. "We could give it a try. It's better than nothing."

and so the plan is set. felix makes an excuse of buying parts for his PC and brings home the camera and motion detector. when you go to shower the next morning, the device is expertly concealed and motion detectors set in place.

chan insists you stay back that day too, going on for a long time about something related to your health and dark circles and what not. you agree reluctantly, and they don't fail to notice it. you didn't want to be alone. that was something.

"don't worry ynnie," jeongin reassures you as he ties his shoe lace while the others wait for him at the entrance. "the company is only 5 minutes away, we wont be far."

"are we just going to wait around here with nothing to do?" lee know asks, leaning back into the couch in their dance room.

"we don't have another option."

and so they do exactly that - wait. but it's not for long.

fifteen minutes into their boredom the first alarm goes off. the motion detectors had been triggered and the bell rings from chan's phone - where the control system had been set up.

"quick, check the camera!"

all eight of them huddle around chan's screen, watching intently at the familiar sight of their living room, eyes scanning for any sign of someone trying to break in.

but it's only you. you're pacing the living room, hands wringing by your side as you keep looking over your shoulder, flinching every time a paper rustles or the curtains move from the wind.

"what's wrong with her?"

felix furrows his brows, looking at the controls on chan's screen to make sure that the motion detector outside their front hasn't been activated. that meant nobody was trying to break in.

"she seems terrified."

"call her."

seungmin wastes no time in dialing your contact, and they watch in unison as you very nearly jump out of your skin when your phone goes off, a hand going to clutch your chest as you collapse into the couch.

"hello?"

your voice sounds normal. they wouldn't have suspected anything if they couldn't see your leg anxiously bouncing.

"is everything okay there?" seungmin asks carefully. he can't giveaway that they're secretly keeping an eye on you.

"uh yeah- yeah sure. everything is fine. why?"

"no reason. I was just taking a break."

"oh."

"alright stay safe. We'll be back in a while."

Seungmin is just about to hang up when you stop him.

"wait!"

for the first time a hysterical note seeps into your voice.

"yes?"

he's met with silence as they notice you pondering over something through the camera.

"yn?"

"nevermind. it's nothing. don't overwork yourself."

chan sighs deeply as he listens to you over the speaker, his fingers tightly gripping the edges of his phone.

you mutter your bye, and they watch you get up, carefully placing your phone on the table.

and then you do what they had been waiting for.

pushing your weight against the couch, you move it directly towards the wall, leaving no gap in between.

another alarm goes off on chan's phone.

then you angle it a bit, the same way they had found it the day before, such that you have a clear view of all entrances to the dorm.

all this while anxiously looking over your shoulder, once even jumping a bit as your foot got stuck on a fold in the carpet. your movements are tense, screaming with urgency, and it's the breaking point for them.

"that's it. we're going back," changbin huffs as he stands up, the other following behind quickly. chan maintains his concentration on the screen.

"she's turning on the t.v," chan informs, slinging his laptop bag over his shoulder and following them out of the building.

the ride back is silent. if their manager picks up on the strange atmosphere he doesn't mention it, and they're grateful to that. lying to their manager would be worse than hiding this from him.

it's only a five minutes drive, but it feels like eternity. when they finally enter the building, running up the stairs, it's eerie how peaceful their apartment looks from the out.

"do we knock or?"

"no. it might scare her."

seungmin pulls out the key from his pocket, trying to be as soft as possible as he unlocks the door, not wanting to startle you with any sudden noise.

"yn?"

chan quickly turns off his phone, stepping through the threshold.

you're sitting exactly where they saw you, some show mindlessly playing on the t.v. your eyes lock in on them as you scramble up.

"you guys are early. it's barely been half an hour."

should they tell you truth? confront you? try to coax it out of you? be subtle about it?

"guys?"

they snap out of their trance, their voices immediately breaking the silence of the dorm.

"yeah! we didn't want to leave you by yourself for long."

"oh."

you take your place on the couch, and raise a brow as they all settle themselves around you too. they don't change or wash up or anything. they just silently occupy any empty space they can find.

it's strange.

"are you guys ok?" you voice, turning off the t.v to look at felix who's sitting beside you.

silence.

they all exchange glances. someone has to bring it up.

"are you okay?" hyunjin finally asks, turning his body to face yours.

"what?"

"yn, please. just answer him."

"no no what do you mean hyune?"

you voice is an octave higher, hands digging into the leather cushion of their couch.

"yn," chan tries to pacify. they hadn't expected this to escalate over a simple question.

"what? why are all of you looking at me like that? i'm fine there's nothing wrong with me."

"yn-"

"stop interfering in things that aren't your business!" you finally snap, cutting felix off as you stand up, turning to face them. "this is none of your business so keep out of it!"

you're breathing heavily and a beat passes in silence.

"yn, what's wrong love?"

chan carefully gets up to put an arm over your shoulder, gently pulling you down to sit. you're trembling and barely half a minute passes before you crumble into chan's shoulder - suddenly - sobs punctuating the silence of the afternoon.

"i'm sorry," you manage between gasps. "i'm so sorry."

even chan look alarmed as he hurriedly tries to calm you down.

"there's nothing to be sorry about, ynnie. please talk to us."

but you can barely talk. you're all but wailing as the other seven huddle around you, their reassurances mixing together.

"i lied. i've been a terrible friend, snapping at you all the time. i'm so sorry it's all my fault."

"yn-"

"nothing is okay. everything is a mess and i don't know what to do."

the leader gently coaxes your face out from where it's nestled in his neck, and rubs a thumb below your waterline, collecting the salt streams streaking down your face.

"ynnie. please calm down, yeah? we want to help. tell us what's wrong."

"i'm- i'm messed up, chan. that's what is wrong."

"don't say that! it's not true."

you break down into another torment of sobs, and they hurry to calm you down.

"it's my head. it's messing with me. something is wrong. i just-," you voice breaks as chan leans to plant a soft kiss against your temple. "-i just don't know what."

"what do you mean?" hyunjin asks softly.

you take your time, elaborating through sobs and broken gasps about your suspected condition. if you had thought they would judge you, you were completely wrong. they listen attentively, comforting you through it.

"i don't want to, but i can't help it," you whisper, leaning into chan's touch. "my brain convinces me that there's always someone hiding just beyond my sight. everytime i speak to someone i'm wired into believing they'll use that information against me somehow, or they'll try to harm me. public events are a nightmare. i don't remember the last time i've been to an award show and felt alright."

"oh yn."

han all but pounces on you and chan, ruffling your hair as hiccups wrack through your figure.

they've never seen you like this. they've never seen anyone like this, in fact.

"it's so loud in my head. it started off small, i didn't even notice when i began thinking or feeling this way. but it just got worse and worse to the point where i've been an absolute pain to all of you - snapping at you, lying to you, fighting with you. i just- i don't know what to do anymore."

"hey hey, listen to me, yeah? this is not your fault. and you haven't been a pain. don't ever think that again," chan reminds you, coaxing you to face him, heart breaking a little at the tears streaking your face.

"but-"

"nope. nuh-uh. no blaming this on yourself."

you chin wobbles as you try to control a fresh onslaught of sobs.

all of them are so understanding you don't even know if you're crying from all the love or the confrontation.

"we'll help you through this, yn. we promise. you don't have to suffer through this alone."

"you don't have to do this. you're all already so busy and-"

"your mental health is a lot more important to us than anything else," felix interjects flatly, rubbing a soothing hand over your back.

"yeah! you've been hiding this for so long and we just want to help you feel better again! no matter what it takes."

you flash a grateful smile to changbin through the tears, earning an encouraging grin from him.

"you're all too nice for your own good. thank you."

"don't worry you can repay us by letting me jump scare you!"

"yah hyunjin do you want to be stuffed into the air fryer?"

it didn't take a genius to figure out who the comment came from as you giggled softly.

it's going to be okay, you think. you know your boys will help you through it, and that itself was the first step of your recovery.

you'll be fine.

©lixie-phoria, 2024

[keikeu]

i like you too :: hirota riki

pairing :: idol! hirota riki x idol! m! reader

genre :: fluff, crushing

warnings :: none

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"hey harua, where's yn?" maki asked as he removed his shoes. he had just come home after nicholas's birthday live and wanted to spend some time with you. harua was quick to answer.

"hey yn! i'm finally home, you wanna watch a movie together or something?" he asked, sitting on your bed with a bright smile on his face. you closed your phone and crossed your arms, giving him a stoic look, something he did not expect from you. you were always so happy and affectionate with him, it was strange seeing you like that. maki didn't like it.

"he's in his room, he's been a bit... moody ever since you left so i'd be careful." he said, maki thanked him before walking to your dorm room. he knocked on the door but heard no response. he slowly opened the door and saw you laying on your bed, focused on your phone.

"i'd love to watch a movie, but not with you." your sudden answer made maki frown. he wondered if he had done something bad to upset you, but when he looked back he couldn't remember anything. you were also being very vague, so he took the risk of asking you.

"have i done something to make you unhappy?" you let out a sigh. his saddening features made you feel bad that you were acting cold toward him. it was kind of a stupid reason, but still, he had managed to affect your mood.

you had watched nicholas's birthday live and everything was going well until you saw maki feeding taki frosting from his finger. now it probably shouldn't have affected you much, but it was something that you and maki usually did, feeding each other, so it made you jealous. you had had a big crush on maki for a while now, so seeing him do something like that with taki made you sulky. it made you think about the fact that he probably just saw you as his teammate and friend, and nothing more.

now maybe you shouldn't be speaking so coldly to him, since he had no idea how you were feeling or what you were even mad about but still, it saddened you that he couldn't at least try to figure out your romantic feelings. you had hinted a few times that you liked him, but he always took those confessions in a platonic manner. so maybe you did have a right to be a bit frustrated.

"yeah, kinda." you said, speaking on impulse. maybe it was the pent-up feelings that weren't letting you think straight because you didn't mean to confess that.

"so what is it? what did i do?" he innocently asked, holding a concerned look in his eyes. you let out a sigh before running a hand through your hair. you didn't want to make him this worried, he'd probably think your reason was stupid and it made you seem weird to be bothered by something so small.

"i'm just a bit jealous about you feeding taki frosting, that's all." you said, feeling awkward after admitting that out loud. maki let out a sigh of relief before grabbing both your hands in his warm ones.

"i thought it was something very bad i had done, but if this bothers you i can stop doing it!" he said, a small smile made its way on your face at his words.

"is there a reason why this made you jealous though?" his head slightly tilted at the question and he held a small smirk on his face. you felt your cheeks and ears heat up, he could probably see the faint shade of red that coated them.

"you really drive me crazy do you know that?" you said, your words slowly turning into a mumble by the time you finished your sentence. you rested your forehead on his shoulder to hide the embarrassed look on your face. he let out a chuckle before wrapping his arms around your torso.

"look maki, i don't know if you noticed at all, but i've been trying to tell you that i like you for a while now. and i mean romantically." you clarified, not wanting him to misunderstand your feelings again. you pulled from the hug, looking into his eyes to find a sort of answer but it didn't take long for maki to give you that with words.

"i like you too. i'm sorry for making you wait so long but it was kind of fun to tease and see you jealous like this." he said with a bright smile on his face while you stood there, baffled at his statement. he liked you too, and he knew about your feelings toward him, but he just played hard to get?

"maki are you serious?!" you said, hitting his shoulder and making him let out a whine followed by a chuckle.

"i said i was sorry! anyways we can be together now." maki said, placing a little kiss on your cheek, unsure if he should go for your lips yet.

"yeah, we can." you placed a small peck on his lips, making him smile brightly. you were happy he reciprocated your feelings, now you didn't have to worry about anything else because he liked you too.

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a/n :: thank you anon for requesting this, i'm sorry it took and while😭😭 it's shorter than my other writings but i hope it's still good :))

©keikeu

[elimoskowitzs-wife]

Eli (hawk) x femreader

Warnings-swearing,angry hawk,fluff

Summary-ever since eli changed from eli to hawk he was snapping a lot at you

You knocked on eli's door to which your surprise his mum answered with a big welcoming smile and a hug

'hi lovley eli is at training right now your welcome to stay till he comes back or the night if that's OK with Mr Laurence' his mum said in the hug

'are you sure I don't wanna be a burden to you' you smiled

You and eli's mum sit and wait for him to come home she let's you sit in his room when he's 5 minutes away, your pacing around for no reason your always at his house

Eli walk in his room and sees you he's in a angry mood and just flops on his bed not hugging you or anything you start over thinking your legs bobbing up and down

'how was practice eli' you ask him running your hand on his arm

'it was fine' he grunted

You make him look up to see his eye already bruising you hold his arm and ask him what happened and he just snapped 'it part of karate fucking hell stop being so over protective'

'I'll just go love you'

Eli dosent answer and you walk downstairs you hug his mum good bye and walk home you walk into your apartment to which is empty you go to Miguel's where your dad and Carmen are with Miguel and robby you smile as you walk into the spare room where u sleep but you couldn't sleep robby came in to check your okay and just sees you there on your phone texting eli robby takes your phone and sees your texts

'eli did I do something?'

'are you mad'

'I'll leave you for tonight see you at school'

Robby looks at you and just hugs you so protective scared he's gonna let you down again

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The next morning at school hawk scares you and you giggle then his friends come over and he gose cold again you kiss his cheek and go to tory

A few hours later at lunch you sit with eli like always before his friends come

'what the fucks wrong with you your so mardy today' eli asked

'sorry I just keep thinking that your mad at me' you reply

'movie night tonight to make up for being moody to you because I've been moody because of karate so I'll skip tonight and we can have a movie how about that gorgeous' he smiles at you

'okay hawk' you smile

'you've never called me hawk say it again' he giggles at your bright red face

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You go in to eli's house and he pulls you straight to his room giving you his hoodie and joggers because you was complain you was cold all afternoon

You lay in his room and he brings up your fav movie sits with you and hugs you so happy he hasn't upset you

'I fucking love you yn'

[fandom-puff]

Sectumsempra

Pairing: Severus Snape x reader

Requested by: anon

Warnings: duel, battle, mentions of death, serious injury, bleeding

Gif creds to owner

The Battle of the Department of Mysteries raged on around you, beams of light shooting either side of you as you ducked and dodged, casting your own protection charms as you warded the death eaters away from the children who had already fought so bravely.

“Alastor!” You yelled, having difficulty warding off two death eaters at a time, one of whom was Lucius Malfoy, already sprouting a black eye as blood trickled from beneath his hair, staining the silvery-blonde a bright red.

“Behind you, YN,” Moody said gruffly, joining the duel as Dolohov joined his fellow death eaters in taking you on. “Bunch of cowards,” he growled as you duelled. “Three against one was it, Malfoy?”

Malfoy visibly bristled at the jab at his pride, at his duelling skills, at his worth as a wizard. He raised his wand, the silver snake head gleaming, as Moody raised his own wand.

“Protego!”

“Sectumsempra!”

For a moment, you thought the curse had rebounded, the white light of Moody’s shield charm blinding. Then the pain came, slicing through your flesh, the slight sting turning to a violent, throbbing pain as blood bloomed under your clothes and a sob ripped from your throat. Moody cursed, quickly stunning the jeering death eaters before him, binding their bodies and knocking them out for good measure, before apparating you to a safe place, then returning to the battle.

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Your eyes slipped open, though it took you a while to focus; the room was dark, pitch black save for the flickering candle light that cast eerie shadows along the sloped ceiling. The dungeons.

Making to sit up, you heard rustling, then quick footsteps, gentle hands on your shoulders pushing you back down. “You need to rest,”

“Sev?” You whispered. “What am I doing here- Harry- the battle-”

“Hush,” he murmured, his thumbs rubbing gentle circles over your skin. “The battle is won. Potter is unharmed. The dark lord is back,”

“We knew that already,” you said fiercely- you had been one of the first to declare your loyalty to the cause, to agree that Voldemort was really back. “Casualties?” You asked, before nibbling your lip. “Fatalities?”

Severus sighed. “Black is dead,” he allowed you a moment or two to process before continuing. “Our only fatality. Ronald Weasley is concussed- something to do with tentacled brains, Granger says- his sister has a few wounds- they all do,”

“They’re children, Sev… it’s not fair,”

“It’s never fair. But the cards have been set. The children are the soldiers, the war is Dumbledore’s. Potter showed his distaste hours ago- Albus is still in the process of repairing his office,”

You heaved a great sigh before wincing. “Why am I not with Poppy? I’m injured,” you asked. Severus looked to the floor.

“Poppy would’ve been unable to heal you… it’s my fault,”

“How is it?” You bristled. Severus had not wanted you to go to the battle, but you refused to allow him to feel guilty. “You weren’t there. It was Dolohov, Yaxley, maybe. Malfoy- I remember duelling him before Mad-Eye came to help. Three against one. It’s not your fault Severus, you didn’t cast the curse-”

“I invented the blasted curse!” Severus exclaimed, drawing away from you and standing up. “Sectumsempra. It’s mine. Meant to slash the victim with a thousand invisible swords, normal healing charms and salves don’t heal the wounds. It’s dark magic, YN, and I am its creator,” as his face crumpled and hot tears of anguish poured down his face, you hauled yourself out of bed, ignoring the stabbing pain that leached you of your energy.

You grasped onto his arms, holding yourself up and staring him hard in the eye. “You may have invented the spell, Severus. But Merlin knows it isn’t half as evil as dragging kids into war. And what’s more; you invented healing charms to go with it. If you were truly evil, you would’ve just left it at ‘Sectumsempra’,” your glassy eyes shone with tears as you wiped away Severus’s. “You have healed me, Severus. Now come to bed. Leave your brooding for the classroom,” you whispered, guiding him to bed.

As he held you close, careful not to jar you, Severus murmured into your ear: “tomorrow, I am going to teach poppy the counter curse and the healing charms for this spell,”

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[catzula]

Confessions.

A\N: is this self-indulgent? Yes, yes it is. And did I cry writing this? Positive. Okay, the thing is, this is something I've been wanting to publish for so long, but I didn't have the courage to do so. But recently, I told someone about the whole ordeal and the reaction I got was so different than I expected, so I thought why not write this? Even if one person sees it and relates, or maybe even encourages them to talk to anyone about it, (even if you don't have anybody please I beg you come to me I'll always listen to anything you want to say), I would be so happy. Please don't think this is because I'm trying to get sympathy points, it's not. I don't want anything like that, just to actually help anyone who was in my situation. This fic (rant more like it) isn't fully based on my situation, mine is different, but I didn't feel comfortable talking about that, oh and this isn't edited, I didn't really want to read it over and over again so idk. So, anyway, I'll be posting one of the requests today too, it's fluff yay and my first aizawa attempt, so... Yeah. A/n is longer than the fic itself, seems like it.

Warnings: delicate subject, mentions of sexual harrasment, reader isn't in a good mental state, guys if it's triggering don't read it please I have no idea if there's any other things that could be triggering

Genre: angst, some fluff in the end

Pairing: bakugou x reader

W.c: 1,6k

You felt weak.

You have never felt this weak before, so helpless and unsafe.

You felt like you weren't supposed to talk about this with anyone. It was like if you told anyone, they would shame you, like they wouldn't believe you, or maybe even tell you it was your fault.

It didn't make any sense, why would anyone think that your logical part asked. But your insecurities wouldn't let you tell anything to anyone, making you feel sick when you tried to even hint it.

So you decided it was the best not to say anything, hide it forever even. Though you thought that was for the best for everyone, it was the hardest thing you probably ever did.

Your friends were aware of how jumpy you were late, how whenever someone touched you for anything, or even brushed you slightly, you froze with fear. But when they asked about it, you would brush it off as nothing.

They noticed how moody you were too, how frustrated you were with everything, crying, or getting mad at random, small things.

How you distanced yourself from people, hid for them, isolating yourself.

It was hard for them to see you like this -you were trying your hardest to smile and laugh like you always did, but they could see how much it hurt you to pretend- but it was especially hard for one certain angry boy. Bakugou was going insane, not knowing what was hurting you so and not being able to do anything about it.

Though he could never admit it, he had a crush on you. The worst kind, at that, or so he thought. He didn't like this feeling, of liking someone so much that you were constantly on his mind, his mood changing according to yours, laughing when you laughed, getting furious when you cried.

And lately, it was killing him. He knew you had feelings for him too, he knew how much you tried to look happy when he was around but it was just hurting you and that was even worse.

It was only until that one day he heard your soft voice, trembling with sadness as you explained what was going on to your best friend, Kirishima.

He hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but it was impossible for him to just leave when you were crying so.

"I'm sorry." You told Kirishima between your tears. "I'm so sorry."

***

You knew you had to tell him some time. You just hoped it would be later. But there was no running away when Kirishima pulled you to the roof, making you sit and waiting for you to speak.

"You have to tell me." He told you as you squirmed to get away. "I need you to speak to me, Yn. I need to know so I can help you, you're my best friend and I can't keep pretending nothings going on."

"I can't either." You answered, whispering without even noticing.

"I can't lie anymore, I'm tired." You sighed and hid your face in your hands. "Eiji, you have to promise me you'll listen to me until the end, and don't do anything I tell you not to do."

"Of course." He promised.

"This is about my professor." You finally admitted.

"The one you get along very well with?" He asked cautiously, afraid that wrong words were going to make you stop.

"Uh, yeah." You answered with a dry, humorless chuckle. "Apparently, we weren't getting along for the right reasons." At this, his head snapped up, his eyes locked with yours. "What?!"

"He-he tries to touch me." You mumbled in your hands. "Y/N, what the fuck does that mean?" He tried to stay calm, but how could someone stay calm over that?

Your insecurities infecting you, you felt like he was questioning you, not believing you and you swallowed hardly. "You know what? I-it's really not that important, I exaggerated." You told him, feeling uneasy all of a sudden. But he wasn't having it. He scooted near you, taking your hand in his. "No, Y/N, we have to talk about this! What do you mean by- by trying to touch you?" Your heart hammering in your chest you decided to rip the band-aid off.

"He touches me." You repeated, a lump in your throat, not allowing you to speak more than a whisper. "And he always has that- that smile... that smile that shows he knows what he's doing, and he knows how weak I am, how I can never do anything about it." You went on, feeling the hot tears tumbling down your cheeks. You shuddered with the unwanted memories.

"Did he-" Kirishima stopped talking, wide eyes watching you. "Did he ever..." Although he couldn't finish his sentence, you knew what he meant. "No." You told him. "He never went all the way, it's more like he's toying with me."

"How did this happen?" He asked, words so silent, you almost didn't hear them. 

You shrugged. "It started small." Your voice faltering with tears. "At first I thought it wasn't on purpose." You told him as you relived the memories. "His hand sometimes brushed my breasts and my skirt... He would also press his body against mine when he was walking in the hallways..."

Oh my God, this was terrible. Just talking about it made you feel so weak. Why couldn't you just say something, do anything? Why did you always freeze with fear instead of fighting? Maybe some people just didn't have it. Did this make you unworthy?

"Then it just started to get worse. He would full-on grab me when he 'helped' me with my questions, would always come so- so close to me that I could feel him. He started to corner me, made me stay after class, and just always tried to catch me alone." 

"Oh my God," Kirishima mumbled, unable to say anything else. "Why didn't you say anything?" 

Yes. Why didn't you? 

"I was scared." You whispered. "I was scared of- of you thinking I was lying, that I was saying this for attention, that I was exaggerating, that this wasn't important that this was my fault."

Was it your fault? Maybe you could have worn pants instead of skirts. Or maybe you smiled at him too much, did you give him the wrong impressions? Was it really your fault?

His head snapped up, angrier than you had ever seen him. "How could you think all that?" He asked voice laced with anger. "He is a... a well-loved person, Eijirou. Everybody likes him, trusts him and he just looks so nice... Why would anyone believe me when-" You stopped talking when he hugged you once again, tighter than ever before. "I would always believe you."

I would always believe you. Words you longed to hear so damn much, making you cry uncontrollably.

"I feel so weak, Eiji." You said once again, the nickname you had given him falling off your lips for the first time in a while. "I can't even say anything to him... I'm weak... I'm afraid of people judging me, and I just can't feel safe anymore. I can't even trust myself." 

"I'm so sorry." He told you between the sniffs he was trying to hide, you thought it was ironic that he was the one apologizing. "I'm so sorry Y/N." 

Both of you weren't aware of the angry boy listening to you, shaking with anger and sadness. He couldn't believe there was someone out there making you feel like this when he himself couldn't even dare to tell you his feelings, let alone touch you.

***

"Where are you taking me?" You asked at the boy tugging at your wrists, pulling you somewhere.

Bakugou came to your door the next day he heard your conversation with Kirishima, a plan in his mind to help you, at least a little bit.

"Okay, we're here." He told you. He had brought you on a small field, surrounded by trees and flowers, an empty space in the middle. Your heart beat fastened in your chest, but how could it not when he looked this way to you?

"I will teach you self defense." He told you.

"What?" Wasn't that a little too random? "You heard me." He answered gruffly. "I'll teach you how to defend yourself."

"I- I mean- thank you!" You said, laughing a little. "But I don't understand..."

Oh no.

"Why?" You wanted- needed his answer to be something, anything other than what you had in mind. But it was obvious that it wasn't, when he stayed quiet.

"You heard us." You whispered, hand trembling with fear. The boy you liked, the one you had the biggest crush on, had heard how pathetic you were, how you didn't even have the courage to speak, to push this man's hand and confront him.

"No-" you choked. "It's not what you think." You said as you thought about what you could say, but your mind went blank when his hand caressed your cheek. "Don't." He told you. "Don't lie to me, you don't need to. You don't have to talk about it either, but I'll be here, always here for you to speak, to seek help, and now I will teach you self defense. You said you didn't feel safe, you felt weak. I'll be your safe place if you need me to, but I want you to feel safe yourself too."

You opened your mouth to say something but he didn't let you.

"Look, this isn't because I'm pitying you, or because I think you're not capable of defending yourself. I just- I want to help you, be with you, and this is the only thing I can do."

"Thank you." You whispered and without giving any warnings, you wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "You have no idea how much this helps."

A long silence went between you, allowing you to ask that one question.

"But why are you doing all this for me, Bakugou?"

He pulled back with your question, though so slightly that your noses almost touched each other. "It's because-" he stopped, fear clawing in him. What if you didn't feel the same way? He knew you did, but what if you didn't?

He gulped and took a deep breath. You have been acting so brave for the longest time, he couldn't even understand what you had went through- even though you couldn't see how brave you were yourself. So he decided it was his turn to be brave now.

"It's because I'm in love with you." Your breath stuck in you, eyes wide but a smile of relief on your lips. "Bakugou..." You whispered as he leaned in a little more.

"I love you too."

[nothing-but-dreamy]

ON THE EDGE ~ Pt. 6

Characters: Gavin Reed x fem!Reader; Connor; Hank Anderson;

Warnings: cursing

Words: 1.448

Still fit for some beer and a game or two?, yn texted Gavin while Connor drove her home. She wasn’t surprised to get back an answer immediately that he agreed. ‘Beer’ was some kind of magical word for most men and maybe, she could find out what was going on with Gavin. Since she was back at the DPD, they barely had a moment for themself to talk as they usually did as partners and friends. She also was looking forward to having a ride on Gavin’s black, beautiful bike because like everytime they followed this ‘game night’-tradition, he would pick her up from home. She knew he would come around later.

Connor parked the car in front of yn’s house and like a gentleman, he accompanied her to her front door.

“I have to admit, this observation with you was more fun than I thought. We should repeat that.”, yn said with a smile.

“I would like that.”, Connor said and nodded.

“Then, I would say, we see us tomo-”, yn got stopped from speaking further by Connor’s lips.

*

Gavin was filled with a thrill of anticipation after he got yn’s text message. A game night with just the two of them was exactly what he needed. Maybe then, he would find a moment to talk with her. After these few days without much sleep and all the anger rising up in him, he felt exhausted. Something had to change. He knew he couldn’t stop feeling guilty and he wouldn't find much sleep soon but maybe, he could change some of the other emotions.

Gavin drove down the well-known street where yn lived. In his mind, he already played through some conversation options. He had just found the right words as the scene he saw stopped his heart for a moment. Emotion driven, the hold around the throttle increased and he passed yn’s house, passed the scene, drove down the street and vanished into the night.

*

Emotionally, yn was more than just confused. Connor had kissed her without a warning. She hadn’t seen it coming. Sure she had been nice to him but this nice? Then, there were the feelings she had felt during the kiss with Connor…

Added to that, she had heard the familiar sound of Gavin's bike but he was nowhere to be seen. Had he seen them?

What a hell of a week was that?

As yn entered the bar, she got greeted by the owner immediately. She waved and grinned while they talked a bit and did some smalltalk. She tried to stay casual while inside her, an emotional carrusel was driving its rounds. The bar owner pointed at a place at the bar as she asked for Gavin. Gavin sat there, head hanging low with a beer in front of him that was barely touched, "Gavin? I thought you would pick me up like always.", she asked carefully.

Gavin raised his head, "Oh, sorry, I seemed to have forgotten it."

"Forgotten?", yn asked disbelieving.

"Yeah, it happens. Who brought you here? Connor?", Gavin asked and even in his own ears, he heard how poisonous it sounded.

"Connor? No. I took a taxi as you didn't show up.", yn answered. So, he had seen them...but why was he this moody? Because it was an android who had kissed her? Because it was Connor?

As Gavin looked up and saw her confused expression, he was mad at everything and felt horrible at the same time, "Come on, let us play.", he said and aimed for the billiard table.

During the first game, Gavin stayed unusually quiet. He always was better in this game than yn and even this time, he potted ball after ball. But unlike all the other days where they played, Gavin never made fun of her.

Then, it was her turn, but yn stayed where she was with the billiard cue in her hand until he looked at her, "Okay, Gavin, what is it?", she asked.

He saw her concerned expression but he was too fucked up. He was tired of so many things, "What do you mean?"

“Something's bothering you.”, yn pointed out.

“No. Of course, not. Why do you think that?”, he said. His mind was yelling the different things he wanted to tell her but now, he couldn’t. Who was he anyway that he thought he could have a chance with her?

“You're unusually quiet. You barely drink something. And you haven't teased me about my non-existing skills in playing this game. And that's just your behavior tonight.”, yn said. There was something in his eyes that let her frown. Was he ... sad?

“I guess I'm just tired.”

“Tired, huh?”, Yn walked over to him. She just left a small gap, “I know when you're lying. Tell me what's wrong?”, she said softly and looked at him patiently.

Gavin looked at her. He looked into her bright eyes which were just focused on him. All her attention was with him how he always hoped it would be. Just her seeing him. In this second, his brain stopped working, he was just moving. Without thinking straight, he cupped yn’s face with both hands and pressed his lips on hers. He kissed her deeply to show her everything he got to offer.

Yn froze and was startled. Her eyes went big as she realized what just happened. On one hand, it was a soft and caring kiss. And, at the same time, it was also a deep, long one. Gavin left her lips and looked into her eyes with a meaningful expression, “I… I love you, yn.”, he whispered, waiting for her response.

Yn was confused. Thousands of questions were swirling in her mind at the same time while she had stopped breathing. Her heart skipped a beat just to drum then into her throat violently while she tried to find her voice back, “Y-you do- what?”, she breathed.

“I love you and I...have kissed you.”, he stumbled over his own words as realization was seeking in what he had done. He had planned it in another way. More … smooth. Not this abrupt. Not like an attack … even if it was a soft one.

Yn stared at Gavin who was still cupping her face, looking at her with confusion in his eyes about his own doing. She tried to process everything but it was too much, “But you...You never said something before.”, she whispered helplessly.

“I- I couldn't-”, he breathed.

“And why are you telling me that now?”, she asked. It sounded confused and overwhelmed even if she wanted to sound more calm. But nothing in her body was calm at all.

Gavin let go of her and stepped back, that wasn’t the reaction he had hoped for but maybe yn needed just a moment to collect herself like he needed a moment. Now, it was time for honest talk so, he answered her question, “I saw how you and Connor kissed…”, even the memory hurted. Mostly, because nothing of this was how he had imagined it.

Yn’s eyes got bigger if that was even possible. That he had seen her and Connor was the last thing she wanted, “Oh, hell, you saw us- oh…”, she whispered.

“Yeah.. 'oh...'”, he repeated her words blandy. The whole situation was everything but not good. Gavin noticed his temper taking control over his brain … the least best thing he needed now.

Yn’s head was spinning and she was overwhelmed while she was extremely confused. And because everything worked on her at the same time, it was the reason why her brain stopped working properly. Before she could say something to calm the tension, Gavin raked his fingers through his hair and looked at her.

“Why him? From all the guys on this planet? Why the plastic toy, for fuck sake?”, he asked erratic.

Yn flinched because of his harsh tone, “He's nice...”, she said and noticed too late how wrong this answer was. That wasn't what she wanted to say. But she couldn't change it. She tried to calm Gavin but the damage was done as she saw the shift in his expression.

His eyes became darker and he drew his brows together. Slowly, he stepped back, just away from her, “Then, I wish you two just all the best in the fucking world.”, he muttered, grabbed his jacket and passed her.

“Gavin! Gavin, wait! Fuck!”, she cursed. He was out of the bar before she could close up to him. One more time, she cursed his long legs. As she stepped out on the pavement, she just saw how he drove away on his bike.

[sassy-imagines]

Masterlist 2.0

Supernatural:

Sam and Dean - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158630488950

Castiel - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172000128812

Sam, Dean, and Charlie - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172035859302

Dean - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172070192524

Crowley - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172104375606

Castiel - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172138799909

Lucifer - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174469787059/imagine

Bright:

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/173687858789/imagine

Tikka and Leilah - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174358384574/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174405668640/imagine

Leilah and Tikka - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174437885435/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174501494126/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174567880380/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174854980949/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175207191058/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175241503771/imagine

Nick, Ward, and Tikka - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175274987785/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175289055504/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175375288871/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178416907688

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187645174030

Sherlock:

Johnlock - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158114135105/havent-seen-season-4-yet-so-if-this-makes-no

Mycroft - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158355978667/gif-not-mine

Lord of the Rings:

Gigolas - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160912269212/gif-not-mine

Elrond - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162376469359

Gandalf - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162438388563/top-gif-belongs-to-anunexspectedhotdwarf

Gimli and Aragorn - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162513681739

Legolas - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162632469139

Gandalf - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178112320941

Legolas and Gimli - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187467666028

Merry and Pippin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188387597031

Harry Potter:

Ron - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158551209880

Ron and Snape - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158706257005

Luna - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174533880338/imagine

Hagrid - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178078878805

Ginny - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178146682054

Viktor - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178250171801

Mad Eye Moody - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178382019999

Molly, Luna, Ginny, and Hermione - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178450244331

Draco and Ginny - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187443923688

Hermione and Luna - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187578252406

Wolfstar - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434392569

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them:

Newt - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178348552017

Percival - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178483086860

Jacob - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178513967304

Stranger Things:

Barb - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178182331748

Star Wars:

Kylo - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158154987602/little-did-he-know-you-were-just-reading

Poe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434399144

Star Trek:

Chekov - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/186142759672

The Hobbit:

Smaug - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158668774396/the-gif-kinda-looks-like-smaug-is-saying-la-la

Fili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160887172114/gif-belongs-to-anunexspectedhotdwarf

Legolas, Tauriel, and Thanduil - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160950850966

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160987841878

Thorin and Bilbo - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162399695034/gif-belongs-to-ladyoakensheilds

Thorin, Dwalin,k and Ori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162475976631

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162553752191

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162593519886

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162671862400

Nori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162711057991

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162748826602

Nori and Dwalin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162787001068

Thorin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162866887717

Thandruil - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162903790657

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163757232426

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171805726579

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174600458932/imagine

Thorin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174632580604/imagine

Bombur - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174822871730/imagine

Ori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178011326017/ori-stroking-his-braids-when-hes-trying-to-calm

Bifur - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178045186695/being-the-only-one-to-truly-understand-bifur-and

Ori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185555246719/imagine

Fili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185566118797/imagine

Thorin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185589183865/imagine

Bofur - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185611145416/imagine

Dwalin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185633391276/imagine

Bilbo - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185657224342/imagine

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185681263530/imagine

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434394219

Twilight:

Leah - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174664301417/imagine

Seth and Leah - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174695465939/imagine

Paul - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174725810056/imagine

Paul - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174757260281/imagine

The Pack - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174790459882/imagine

Hellboy:

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185704599880

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185727686976

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185750463880

Hellboy and Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185772672545/abe-and-hellboy-fighting-yn-both-both

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185794916710/abe-i-like-what-youve-done-with-your-hair-yn

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/186118521952

Hellboy - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187556287580

X-Men:

Logan - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158195118972/if-this-reminds-anyone-of-one-of-my-earlier

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158477194050

Kurt - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171866967614

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171966189871

Hank - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187490568035

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434397864

Daredevil:

Matt - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158314874819

Avengers:

Loki - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158234412612/i-think-everyone-would-say-fuck-it-and-let-him

Maria - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158273842402

Natasha - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158397078822

Natasha - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158438530346/also-imagine-being-this-badass-everyone-is-afraid

Sam, Bucky, and Steve - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158590418734

Steve and Bucky - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158743380622

Thor - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161096612764

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161131165076

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161166981846

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161204581708

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161243915119

Tony and Thor - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161281610269

Thunderscience - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162942934572

Steve and Bucky - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163718536429

Thunderscience - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163795370188

Tony, Steve, and Bucky - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163832320168

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171933458248

Deadpool:

Wade - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161319058980/gif-belongs-to-voldie

Wade - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162982077245

Guardians of the Galaxy:

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158514406063

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171900356939

Rocket and Groot - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434395994

Black Panther:

T’challa - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158779677221/art-is-mine-do-not-steal-or-repost-without

Gotham:

Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161024433098

Oswald and Zsasz - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161356053452

Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162827211173

Zsasz - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175308390980/imagine

Zsasz - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175342088925/imagine

Harvey and Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178216495340

Harvey - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187534887234

Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188429053328

Oswald and Ed - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188408448995

Doctor Who:

Tardis - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161060842771

Suicide Squad:

Killer Croc - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178316189763

Harley - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187513100489

Killer Croc - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187734157429

The Walking Dead:

Daryl - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178283422655

Wonder Woman:

Wonder Woman - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171833028249

Kingsman:

Merlin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185464368649/imagine

Once Upon a Time:

Hook - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187601056553

Hook - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187623235336

John Wick:

John - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187667088102

John - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187689258393

John - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187711063961

[dixonsgirl93]

Hands

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Sitting at the table next to Mad eye Moody. Your hands find each other across the tables edge. The initial touch sending electric waves through you both. You dare not make eye contact but instead look as your fingers lock and unlock with each other.

The skin on his fingers is rough and calloused but warm, welcoming. They’re bigger than your own, making your hands look small and pale but protected. His hand is scattered with tiny scars and imperfections, tanned from years of working outdoors and catching criminals.

You let your mind wander to the things these hands have done; caught criminals by the scruff of their neck, saving a future victim from a scam or even death; evaded spells and debris, a blade slicing through the air.

You wonder how many times his hands have known kindness, soft touches, a warm caress. You wonder how long it had been since he last had someone touch him like this.

Tracing a thumb over his knuckles, he holds your hand gently, his warmth flowing through you. You relaxed and instinctively squeeze his hand, he does the same.

Only then do you look up into his eyes. There’s kindness there, a vulnerability you hadn’t seen before. A simple, gentle and loving touch was all he needed to open up his heart to you.

To anyone else, you were just holding hands.

To the two of you, it was the start of something.

[dixonsgirl93]

Hey sunshine!

Could you please make a Moody x plus size girl moodboard please ? <33

This took some time! Moody is not easy to find pics for, unfortunately.

But I made one!!

[dixonsgirl93]

Alastor Moody & his hands

[dixonsgirl93]

Sweet Kiss

Word Count: 687 A/N: All right. This is just a scenario I keep coming back to when I think of this man. Enjoy!

It was the middle of the night and the middle of the party. I took a sip of my drink before placing it down and twirling to the music. My dress swished around me and I could feel eyes on me. I daren’t look up in case I was wrong or ruined the moment. Instead I kept dancing, enjoying the freeing feeling you can only get at house parties.

I stopped dancing to get my drink again. This is when I turned to look for the eyes I could feel burning into me. I smiled at him and walked over.

“Hey.” I smiled.

“Hey. Enjoying yourself?” Alastor Moody asked from his perch at the end of the kitchen.

“I am.” I said, looking out at everyone else dancing and talking. I turned back to him and leaned closer. “I could feel you watching me.”

He blushed slightly and looked down in his drink. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“No, it’s okay.” I felt myself blush. My face was warm from the firewhiskey. “I’m glad you noticed me.” I admitted.

Moody turned to look at me fully, surprised. “What?” He frowned.

“I said I’m glad I caught your eye. I was hoping I would.” My face started to feel hotter and so I sipped my drink to cool off. It didn’t work.

“Why would you want that?” He asked.

I stepped closer until our shoulders were almost touching. “Why wouldn’t I want that? You look very handsome tonight, by the way.”

He blushed and suddenly looked uncomfortable. “You…you look beautiful yourself, Y/N. As you always do.” He looked up to meet my eyes and my heart fluttered. I was right. I couldn’t believe it. I had the sudden urge to lean the small distance and kiss him.

He seemed to read my mind and turned his body slightly, leaning toward me slightly. It wasn’t much but it felt like the world.

“Thank you.” I said, unable to look away from his eyes.

Somehow we were leaning in towards each other, our faces about a foot apart when a voice yelled my name.

I turned to see Molly summoning me. I turned back to Moody with an apologetic smile and went over to her.

“What were you two talking about?” Molly asked, fiddling around with the drinks on the counter.

I shrugged. “Just talking about the party.”

Molly looked at me a moment more. “Well, all right then. I can handle this now. Thank you, dear.”

As I walked away I wondered how obvious my moment with Moody must have been. Unless Molly was already looking that way when we leaned toward each other. I shook my head and tried to find Moody again. He was in the same spot and I was relieved.

He spotted me and stepped toward me. He placed a hand on my arm and leaned down. “Would you like to get some air?”

I nodded. “Yes, I’d love to.” I lead the way to the back door and went outside. The rush of cool air instantly cooling me. I felt better already. I lifted my face to the night sky and closed my eyes, enjoying the soft breeze against my flushed skin. I felt Moody’s eyes on me again.

Felt awkward, remembering our almost-kiss. I wanted more than anything to kiss him and hoped the moment wasn’t ruined but when I turned to him, he had the same expression on his face that he had right before he leaned in. I knew then he was hoping the same thing as me.

Without a word he cupped my cheek and brought his face down to plant a sweet, gentle kiss on my lips. I craved more and so I leaned up, putting my arms around his neck and deepening the kiss. He responded with wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into him. I wasn’t sure how long it lasted but soon we were pulling apart, feeling utterly different.

“Wow.” I whispered. The muffled music continued to play and in that moment I didn’t think I could be happier.

“Indeed.” Moody agreed.

[dixonsgirl93]

Sex with Mad Eye Moody would include (realistic):

He’s old-fashioned when it comes to being intimate with you, preferring missionary or cowgirl positions

He doesn’t like to take his shirt off during as he’s insecure about his body and scars, fearing you’d think he looks hideous underneath

He’s a slow and gentle lover

He’s also an old man and can’t go for too long

He constantly communicates and wants to make sure you’re enjoying everything he does

He growls when he cums 👀

You’d have to guide him and teach him to be a better lover

He’s very touchy and loves to feel the smoothness of your skin, admiring every bit of you

He constantly compliments you; your body, your eyes, the feel of you, how beautiful/handsome he finds you

He blushes and denies it when you compliment him back

He wouldn’t understand why you’d want to see him naked, why you think he’s so handsome. It would take some time for him to believe you and be comfortable enough to be naked with you

The first couple of times, he wouldn’t take off his eye, thinking you’d think the hole in his face was unattractive but again after a while he’d grow comfortable

The first few time you would have to be the one to initiate as he wouldn’t want you to think that’s all he wanted you for

Times of intimacy would be very special moments for him, rather than just sex he would see it as love-making

Likewise, he doesn’t like quickies with you, preferring to have time to enjoy it with you

He’s very romantic. He’d have candles lit and soft music playing, wine and fancy dinner beforehand. Maybe not every time but he’d want you to feel special whenever he could

When you’d wear lingerie, he would blush and show appreciation for the effort but reassure that you’re attractive enough to him without the frills and not to waste your money on it

He’d still have sex with you in it, of course, not wanting your outfit to go to waste, especially seeing the somewhat sad look on your face

He tries not to be vocal but deep grunts of pleasure escape him anyway

He wouldn’t like when you spoke about your sex life with other people, believing it should be kept private and intimate between the 2 of you

He wouldn’t want to risk getting you pregnant either, not because he doesn’t want a family but because he’s too old for a baby and he thinks the baby would find him scary anyway

[dixonsgirl93]

🖤⛓️ she fell first, he fell harder ⛓️🖤

@abitchnamedtia ❤️

[dixonsgirl93]

Lonely

Mad-Eye Moody x Fem!Reader Contains: Angst, fluff Inspired by the line "You look lonely, I can fix that."

Moody was sat alone in the meeting room of 12 Grimmauld place. The meeting finished a few minutes ago and everyone had moved downstairs for dinner. Moody and I were the last to leave but seeing he was making no move to go, I decided to stay. I took a seat next to him and he looked up for a moment before staring into the depths of his flask, a contemplative look on his face.

This was the time when the ministry was denying Harry's and Dumbledore's word that Voldemort was back. The meeting had been more of a check-up on things but it didn't look like the situation was improving for them yet. Many of the Order members left the table looking sombre.

"You look like you need a stronger drink." I observed.

A hint of a smile tugged at his mouth. "Yeah, maybe." He admitted.

I stood and went to the door. "I'll be right back. Don't move." When he looked up I shot him a smile.

A few minutes later I walked in holding a bottle of Firewhiskey from the Black's own collection along with 2 glasses. It gave me secret satisfaction to know it would piss off Mrs Black that a half-blood was drinking her alcohol.

"Here." I said, pouring us each a generous amount of the amber liquid.

"Cheers." He said, lifting his glass. We clinked and took a sip, falling into silence briefly.

"You look lonely." I said, turning in my chair to face him fully. I leaned over, close. "I can fix that." I whispered. I pulled away again slightly as he turned to look at me with a slight frown. At first he looked like he was about to ask me what the hell was I talking about or even to get lost, instead his eyes softened while looking at me.

He shook his head and turned away, sipping his drink again. I took a sip of mine too. "You don't mean that." He whispered into his glass.

"Try me." I replied softly, leaning in a little. I smiled and as his eyes flickered over my features, I leaned in a little more, testing, pushing my limits. He didn't move but just before my lips touched his, his eyes fluttered closed. He gently kissed me back before pulling back and shaking his head again.

"I...look you're a beautiful girl but...you don't really want me and I understand that. I don't want you to feel sorry for me." He rambled, looking more dejected than ever.

"Hey! Stop that. I didn't kiss you out of pity." I said vehemently. "I did it because I wanted to."

For a moment he looked speechless, a hand around his glass, forgotten. He frowned and shook his head again, either from disbelief or to shake some thoughts away. He looked like he was going to question me but instead he leaned forward, cupping my face and waiting for me to meet him in the middle. I did, instantly. Our kiss was more heated this time, no hesitation. He pulled me in and kissed me harder, tasting like firewhiskey and cigars.

Eventually he pulled back, leaving his hand on my cheek. "This is wrong." He whispered.

"Why?" I whispered back.

"You're so much younger than me." His eyes were pleading, fighting an inner battle.

"I'm almost 30. I'm a grown woman. There's nothing wrong with this." I held his face in my hands and kissed him again to emphasise my point.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I wanna make sure you're never lonely again." I whispered, my heart racing with my confession.

In response his lips found mine again.

[dixonsgirl93]

CrushCrushCrush (by Paramore)

Song: It’s about a couple who like one another (each person has a crush on the other) but due to personal insecurities or people around them, a relationship never blooms. The song has been stated as describing the dark side of having a crush on someone.

Pairing: Mad Eye Moody x reader

~~

Your POV:

You'd heard a lot about the older man before you met him. The descriptions were less than pleasant with them saying he was horribly scarred, with part of his nose missing. He had a prosthetic leg and a large, bright blue eye in the place of the one he lost. They said he was a paranoid, crazy old man and an image formed from these words, someone who you would not want to be alone in a room with, despite the positive words of him having filled half the cells in Azkaban in his prime and he was one of the best Aurors to have existed.

So you were deeply surprised when you saw him for the first time. At first, it was hard to process the mass of emotions running through you, a mix of words and reality. His face, while scarred and exactly as people described, was undeniably handsome. You found yourself unable to look away from him. He stumped along to you, clunking his leg and cane along the way and you shook his hand, which was large and warm and calloused. Your heart skipped a beat and it became apparent that you were already developing a crush on the older man. He had an aura about him that drew you in, wanting to be near him, help him with missions and want to get under his stone exterior. His expression was always unreadable, not allowing you to know if he had any significant feelings about you at all. While it was frustrating, you, in your mind, had already resigned yourself to the knowledge that he would never be interested you. Being younger, you already saw yourself at a disadvantage and you didn't particularly think you were pretty.

His POV:

Upon his first meeting for the Order at Grimmauld Place he wasn't expecting to find someone so breath-taking. At his age, and being the type of man he was, romance was long since a forgotten thing. Not in a while had he found a woman quite so...beautiful. You were quite a sight but he knew he was far too old to stand a chance. Still, as the meetings went on and he got to see you more, he enjoyed just looking at you, admiring you from afar, always out of reach.

When you would walk into a room, even if he had his back to you and you had made no noise upon entry, somehow he would sense you. Your presence lighting up a room. It was a pleasurable kind of torture, wanting to be closer to you, wanting to kiss your beautiful face, show you his feelings, and yet not daring to ruin the bond you'd slowly grown to have. His eyes would lock onto you, taken aback at your utter beauty and experiencing a pang in his chest at the realisation that you would never be his, to hold, to kiss, to treasure and with that thought, he'd look away again.

Despite his feelings, opening up was something he was ingrained to never do, never trust, never be vulnerable. He hated to do it. Knowing you were trying to get to know him and him avoiding any topic too close to home. The hurt in your eyes almost killed him. He wished he could be vulnerable with you, but he had learned a hard lesson in his life, to never take risks, no matter how beautiful and charming they were. Really, it was mostly so he didn't risk falling in love. It would hurt too much.