Just For Fun, I Just Thought A Poster Like This Should Appear:

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.

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

Imagine someone entering the room when you and Alastor Moody are making out

!! I don't own Harry Potter universe, so all credits to jkr (and fuck that terf) !!

Infos : GN reader, T rated, implicit mention of sex

My request are open!

You two were in Alastor's room at Grimmauld Place. It was the middle of the afternoon when you decided that Alastor was really good looking when reading besides you on the bed. You climbed on his thighs and put down his book.

"You look so handsome when you read..."

When you smiled and lean for a kiss, he answered with pleasure but still with a little chuckle.

"You could've let me finish my page love"

Needing to touch him, you putted a hand on his chest.

"I was too impatient for that."

You pulled him into another kiss, more intense this time. Now definitely turned on, he puts his hands on your hips to bring you closer. He was always greedy of the heat of your skin against his. You stopped the kiss only to take off your shirt. The second it was off, his hands were all over you, drowning in your soft skin. When he stopped to kiss you he immediately made up by biting and kiss your neck instead. Being sensitive here, you let out a little moan as you pressed your hips against his, in need.

During these types of make out, moody was so much focus on you that he sometimes forgot there were other people in the world. Or in the house. Who could've entered any time because he didn't had locked the room.

And that's what happened. Molly entered happily to bring your cleaned and folded laundry and let out a scream seeing you half naked and moaning on Alastor's thighs.

He immediately puts his hands around you as a way to hide you a little.

"By Merlin Molly please knock!"

"I'm-I'm sorry ! I just wanted to....!"

"I don't care ! Do do it in another room !"

Too flustered to say anything more, and maybe scared by Alastor's screams, she closed the door and ran away.

You were definitely embarrassed by the situation but you still laughed a bit.

"I don't know what traumatized Molly the most. Us, or you."

"It is not funny she could've seen..."

"But she didn't."

Seeing his worried face, you gently kissed him while stroking his hairs.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault. Next time that I'll find you that handsome, I'll immediately close the door."

As these words, you won a chuckle from him. Alastor buried his face in your neck and you heard the door locking herself, certainly by a wandless spell of your lover. He kissed your neck, resuming where he stopped few minutes ago.

Guess he wasn't that mad. Or that you really had him wrapped around your finger.

In both case, you enjoyed Alastor's hands and mouth all over your body.

I love it so much omg

my first ever drawing of alastor moody I did it yesterday on my phone

Imagine Alastor Moody realizing that you have feelings for him (and finally accepting them)

!Harry Potter characters doesn't belong to me and i do not support JKR!

Pairing: Alastor Moody x reader

Infos : gn pronouns, mention of sex at the end, kinda sad

- At first, he thought that you were jocking. And when you assured him that you weren't, he was confused. Why a kind person like you would have feelings for him ? You were young and beautiful, and he was.... Himself.

- He couldn't accept your feelings. He was too old for you. And old war dog as he call himself. You deserved better than him. And he had so much enemies... Being with you was like putting a target on your back.

- He tells you that it'll pass, that you deserved better and he tried to ignore you when you tried to tell him that you only want him..

- He couldn't stand the tears in your eyes, so he walked away.

- He didn't do that because he didn't like you. You were an amazing person. And if he said that he haven't thought of you this way, he'll lied. And he was ashamed of that.

- A few weeks passed. You looked miserable. He was so mad to be the person causing you all this trouble.

- One night, he cannot sleep at Grimmauld place, so he went to the kitchen to drink something. That's when he sees you in the living room, a glass of something in your hand. You looked so sad and desperate that it breaks his heart.

"Good evening.", he started

You raised your head. "Hi Alastor.."

He sat next to you without saying a word.

"You broke my stupid heart you know." You sighted and finish you glass before continuing. "I know that it's not your fault. But it hurts... I love you so much that it feel like I'm dying."

"It'll pass" that's all he thought to say.

At these words, you stand and walk away. You didn't need him to see you cry.

- Months passed. And at the battle of the seven Potter, you were on the broom with him. You saved his life. Without you, he would have died.

- As he was a little bit injured, you healed him in a bedroom at Wesley's house. He thanked you.

"You saved my life tonight." He thought a bit before continuing. " You know, I have a lot of enemies. But tonight I might see that you can protect yourself"

The information took a bit to process in your little head . But you finished by offering him a smile before vending over to kiss him.

- He didn't reject you this time. Even more, he pulled you on the bed to lock you up in his arm.

- This night he made love to you with his warrior body, tenderly. He let out love confessions between his moans. This time you cried of pleasure and happiness.

- Your relationship wouldn't be easy. But you loved each other, that's all you need.

Just read the messages with my name on "the uncent project"

I'm literally sobbing

Textposts: Tarkin edition

I'm sorry but Silco having his jacket tucked inside Vander's is just so intimate.

"Jayce has two hands" so do I. outta my way hammer boy, I'm about to get it

the kings as kids

Sunny: Guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s disgustin'.

Zebra, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.