Price: I Think You Have PTSD

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.

“Can mutuals DM you?” Buddy I’d let them cum in my mouth

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.

maybe it’s a curse

fetishizing that old man’s self destructive tendencies

she's my wife, for real

Salo out here playing checkers while Ambessa came straight from Game of Thrones LOL

she does look good in Lannister colors…

I just broke up with my bf

Imma cry about it for a week and I'll post some angst to make all of you cry with me gnahahaha

i’d love to see some headcannons of how carol would act when finding out you’ve hidden an injury (not a bite tho)

pls and thank you!!

Ooh! I like this. I think something like this would work better as a fic tbh.

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Hiding an injury from Carol:

You’d received a pretty bad scrape on your thigh from your last run. You’d tried to look after it yourself, washing it with water until it stopped stinging and putting a bandage on it but there was still a slight limp in your walk as the muscles in your leg contracted with each step.

“Hey. You okay?” Carol fell into step with you.

You quickly try to hide the pain from your face and smile at her. “Yeah, I’m doing fine.”

“You sure?” She looked you up and down, probably hoping to find the answer herself.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” You slowed your walking pace, the pain getting harder to hide. It’s then that you realise the cut probably went deeper than you thought. You hadn’t really had a close look at it.

“Y/N, you came back covered in blood.”

“I told you, that was walker blood. I’m fine.”

“It looked fresh.”

You turned to her, frustrated. “Just stop. I said I’m okay.”

You walked away, as quick as your leg would let you and then silently cursed yourself because surly now it was obvious you were limping.

Carol reminded you of your older sister, before you lost her years ago to the dead. Carol was no replacement for her but she had filled a hole in the void of your heart nonetheless.

It even felt like maybe she saw you as a sister too in a way, the way she would berate you for questionable choices or tell you what you’re doing is stupid and dangerous.

You’d gone with a few of the others to a dangerous part of town, overrun with walkers. The group had needed supplies and was putting off this area for as long as they could. Carol insisted she go instead but you were adamant.

In the heat of clearing a path and fighting off a walker, you’d tripped backward over a fallen tree and the splintered wood had gone into your leg.

You didn’t want to prove her right that it was too dangerous.

“Hey! Wait!” Carol caught up to you quickly. She grabbed your shoulder and pulled you back. “I need you to tell me the truth. What happened?”

Sighing heavily, then put your hand against your thigh. She looked down at your blood-stained jeans and took your arm.

“You’re bleeding through your clothes. How could you be so stupid? You should have gone to the infirmary, get that cleaned up and looked at properly.” Carol’s voice was horribly stern. You were waiting for the ‘I told you so’ comment that was sure to come.

“What happened? Did you get bit?” She looked at your leg again.

You shook your head. “No. It’s just a scrape.” You try to pull out of her grasp. “It’s just a scratch. There’s no need to waste supplies on me.”

“Want me to call Daryl over? You might be able to fight me off but not him.” You knew she’d do it too and then Daryl would start berating you.

“Fine.” You grumbled.

~

When you were on the table, leg out, the medic carefully pealed back the soaked bandage. The wound underneath looked even worse than before.

“Looks infected.” They said and turned to get supplies.

“What did I say?” Carol said from beside you.

“I know! I know.”

The medic examined your leg. “Looks like there’s splinters in here. Did you fall?”

You nod. “Was fighting off a walker and fell on a broken stump.”

Carol turned to you. “And you were just gonna leave it? I knew I shouldn’t have let you go.”

Annoyance bubbled in you. “This is why! This is why I wasn’t gonna tell you.”

“That’s no excuse for being stupid.”

You winced and yelped as the medic took tweezers to your leg, digging out the splinters.

Carol’s hands were on your hair and arm, comforting you.

“You know I love you, right? I’m just looking out for you.”

You nod, tears welling in your eyes at the pain. “I love you too.”

“I’m sorry you felt you had to hide that from me. Please don’t do it again. If you’d left this too long you could’ve lost your leg.”

“I know. I hate when you’re right.” You sighed, taking her hand in yours and squeezing as the tweezers went into your leg again.

Carol kissed your forehead and stroked your hair as the medic finished up.

I have a nsfw alphabet with dooku ready

Should I post it ? Did some people are interested??

UPDATE : I POSTED IT

https://at.tumblr.com/abitchnamedtia/nsfw-alphabet-dooku-clone-wars-edition/rtxoi4i44t7l

Sevika’s new haircut