#magicalcreatures

[glassgrayve]

[mumblesweetnothings]

i'm glad i know you

Post battle, Newt lives a quiet life, continuing to be a bundle of social anxiety. He goes back to Britain, and the lack of human friends hits him. He missed Queenie, and Jacob, but especially Tina. His life had finally taken a turn to being more private, as he continued his care for magical beasts alongside his assistant Bunty. One day, a new café opens down the road, and he takes a chance. Then, he saw her.

-read on ao3

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chapter 1 - when our eyes locked

chapter 2 - something about you

chapter 3 - a misunderstanding

chapter 4 - just let me

chapter 5 - pecking on the glass

chapter 6 - realisation

chapter 7 - to stop thinking

chapter 8 - dreaming and reality

[robinsheldonillustration]

Day 5! Today’s prompts: Fawn 🦌 ( @peachtober ) meets Witch 🧙‍♀️ (Mab’s Drawlloween Club)

Meet Fawn! She is a baby witch who likes to take coffee breaks in the enchanted forest. 🍄☕️

[starchildemmy]

[raspberrycroissantinparis]

IMAGINES: THE WITCHER x READER - Geralt of the Land of Fools (on Wattpad)  

themes: from friends to lovers, hidden love, hurt-comfort

sneak peek: “Because I’m stuck in the past, where Anna is still that carefree young witch with cherry juice on her lips and messy curls.” Geralt gave a bitter smile, shaking his head. “Instead of moving forward, I keep looking back and asking myself, ‘What if I’d realized it all sooner?’”

He fell silent for a moment, staring into the darkness ahead as if hoping to find an answer there.

“And I just…” The man sighed and reluctantly flicked the ash from the tip of his smoldering cigarette. “I see Anna moving forward, building her future, and I can’t just wreck it all because I realized my feelings too late. I’m a monster hunter—I’ve never lived a settled life. But Anna… Anna is different.”

[beyoutiful-life]

Friendship is always beautiful and if it is true it is a treasure!✨♥️

[debracruz2]

Two mystical elf women stand beneath a moonlit sky, holding glowing blue lanterns that shimmer with arcane energy. Commission Open

[megaverserpg]

Les mondes se croisent et se séparent dans un ballet cosmique.

Coming soon. (tw : harry potter universe)

[yurkomusic]

Pink Tiger - Part I: The Awakening – A Glimpse of Magic

Somewhere between dream and code, a cub awakens in the soft neon pink of another world.

A mother appears — not only to protect, but to ignite what's hidden.

This is not a jungle. This is a signal.

A world where glowing eyes carry love, and a soft violin meets digital breath.

Welcome to the Awakening.

[bonjourfinezzo]

Beneath the galaxy's tender glow, a magical beast frolics, silent whispers of light and shadow. Its mane a flow of stardust in the vivid, whispering wood, mirroring stars upon the hushed, serene brook.

[sunshineacres]

NEW CHAPTER IS UP!!!

Robin and the Red Crow - Chapter Twenty-Seven - A Pair of Warm Hands (on Wattpad) 

Chapter Preview Below....

"Are you feeling too cold, Robin?" Holly asked, eyebrows furrowing in concern before a small smile crept onto her face."Here, watch this."

She removed her gloves, rubbed her hands together as one might wash their hands, and as she did so, they began to emit a soft yellow glow. She took one of his gloved hands in her own, and Robin felt his wool glove begin warming where she held it, as if it were near a cozy fire.

"That's handy," Robin mused at her magic.

"Ha ha," Holly said, mock-laughing at his unintended pun. "Good one." She took his other hand to warm it as well.

"Actually, I didn't—" Robin began before laughing and shaking his head. "That was a good one."

Holly looked up at him, still beaming, and Robin noticed that even her eyes seemed to be smiling. She lifted her hands to warm his face next, and Robin instinctively followed her movements, keeping his hands in place over hers.

Robin didn't know what came over him, but he started leaned into her touch, closing his eyes. Savoring the heat of her hands on his cheeks, and the texture of her slightly calloused skin against the numbness of  his own.

Robin mused to himself that  her hands were a mix of soft and rough,  just like her.

When he opened his eyes, he found her watching him. Something in her eyes had changed. Her face had softened, but she was watching him as if she were holding her breath, anxiously waiting to see what he would do next.

Robin shifted her hands on his face. Moving her grasp so that her hands were further back on his face, her lower fingers under his ear and advancing into his hair. Her forefinger and thumb cradling his jaw.

Inviting her to kiss him...

and maybe not stop kissing him, if she liked.

Her thumb trembled against his jaw, moving ever-so slightly as if in consideration.

[embracinghopenovel]

Happy Halloween! Teaser Video of our Alice in Wonderland themed cards for our halloween post! they will be on the patreon tomorrow!! free members will see the full video and artworks 2 months after paid memebrs : D We hope you all enjoy halloween!

[mumblesweetnothings]

i'm glad i know you - when our eyes locked

-Post battle, Newt lives a quiet life, continuing to be a bundle of social anxiety. He goes back to Britain, and the lack of human friends hits him. He missed Queenie, and Jacob, but especially Tina. His life had finally taken a turn to being more private, as he continued his care for magical beasts alongside his assistant Bunty. One day, a new café opens down the road, and he takes a chance. Then, he saw her. masterlist

part 1 - what was supposed to be an experimental trip to a new cafe has Newt intrigued to know more about the peculiar witch that works there. 1k

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He missed them; all three of them. They've probably forgotten him by now.  

Ever since after the battle against Grindelwald, Newt had been keeping his interactions on an all time low. Noone but his brother and Bunty spoke to him in person, and his friends from New York had not yet bothered to send any letters. Was he hurt by this? Not really. For years prior, he had gone with little to no relation with anyone, so what was a few years more? The care for his beasts that he carried in his suitcase, as well as those injured and roaming free within the confines of the world was enough to keep him occupied. At least occupied long enough to briefly take his mind off of her. Tina.

Tina was one of the first women in his life to make him feel something; anything even remotely close to a romantic attraction. Her slightly waved locks chopped to just above her jaw-line, to the stern gaze she held with Newt as she spoke. She had captivated him.

He smiled to himself slightly, mixing herbs and sweet smelling liquids together, before Bunty suddenly came in, his surprise causing him to drop the vials. “Oh I’m so sorry, Mr Scamander” Bunty apologised, hurriedly skittering over to the colourful mess spreading on the floor. 

“Oh no, it’s quite alright Bunty. No harm done. I was bound to drop them sooner or later anyway, not a great deal of good comes from daydreaming.” Newt smiled, before he started to kneel down and help clean the mess. 

“I just wanted to let you know that a new café has just opened down the street. How about you head over and do your paperwork there instead?” Bunty continued to clear up the shards of glass scattered on the floor, careful not to cut herself. “You can’t just stay in here to write all the time, and besides,getting out might do you good.” 

“But I do get out Bunty”

Bunty sighed. “Newt, your definition of getting out consists of poking your head out of the window to see whether Tina’s owled you.”

“Hey how do you know about-” Newt started to complain, before seeing Bunty’s angry glare.

“Fine, fine. Since you deem me so incapable of making my own decisions, I’ll head down there at some point and give it a shot.” he said while rubbing the back of his neck. 

“Good, and oh” she started, “be careful with who sees your writing. If you need any favours regarding magic, there’s a witch who works there who might be able to help”

“Thanks. How will I know who she is, though?”

“She’s around our age. You’ll know her when you see her.” With a wink, Bunty headed out the door, taking a bag full of the broken glass and mixtures with her. 

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It was a couple hours into the evening before Newt woke from his brief nap. Having worked late the night before, he was drained, and had accidentally fallen asleep while writing at his desk earlier. He yawned, hearing the soft pop of joints as he stretched. Feeling slightly revived, he walked over to his door, carrying a thick stack of paper under his arm. He put on his jacket, placing his work into a shoulder bag. He shrunk his suitcase, and put it in gently just afterwards. Finally, wrapping his yellow and grey border scarf around his neck, he braced the cold of the outside.

The snow from the outside swirled in little storms beside his feet as he settled for a light jog. His heart pulsated through his chest as his lukewarm breath blew plumes of smoke-coloured air into the snowflakes. Just one cup of coffee or tea, and he would be on his way, he told himself. A large sign up ahead reading ‘your little teapot’. The corners of his mouth pulled into a small grin at the name, and he pushed the door of the café to go in. 

The warm smell of the interior overwhelmed him as he inhaled. The heat enveloped him in a hug, and he looked around, for his eyes to be met with a girl. 

She was laughing with the people behind the counter as she got a cup of coffee ready. Her hair was clipped back, and her eyes glowed vividly. This was unmistakably the girl that Bunty was talking about; her aura radiated and passed through him, making him shiver. His breath quickened slightly as she looked over. Meeting her gentle glance, she smiled and got back to what she was doing. Newt took a seat in a booth slightly off to the side, but close enough to the register so he could still see her as she moved across the floor, almost gliding as she was clearly in her element. Newt raised his hand slightly, signalling that he was ready to take an order. She spotted him and grinned, walking over with a note-pad and pen. After Newt rattled off his short order, she leant forward slightly. 

“You aren’t a muggle, are you?” she whispered. He slowly shook his head. 

“Stop having private conversations with customers.” a voice yelled from behind her.

She looked over her shoulder and huffed slightly, before turning back to Newt. “Well, I’ll be right back with your drink then.”

She turned on her heel, and strolled back behind the counter, making the drink Newt had ordered seconds before. Newt let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding. 

He was captivated by Tina, some months ago, but he realised it wasn’t quite in the way either of them may have hoped it was. The girl he had only spent a brief moment with, had already enraptured him. He wasn’t even close to knowing however, how glad he would be that he knew her.

[snargl-com]

Imp Rock and Roll. Lyrics:

I'm an Imp, baby, and I'm on fire, Underneath the neon lights, I'm taking it higher, In the club, it's just us, no humans in sight, We're rocking this joint till the morning light!

I painted my skin with a shimmer so bright, Now I glow in the dark, just like a star in the night! I got my sharp little teeth, I got horns on my head, But when the music hits, I forget what I've said!

Even if you're scary like an Imp, don't hold back, Come to the dance floor, and we'll groove to the track, I'm an Imp, and I dance with all my might, I may look freaky, but I love the night!

I sprinkled glitter, now I sparkle and shine, Look at me glow, yeah, I'm feeling fine! My wings are twitching, my tail's in the air, In the rhythm of the beat, I just don't care!

With every step, I'm breaking all the rules, In my leather boots, I'm dancing like a fool, My claws click on the floor, my eyes are ablaze, In this Imp club, we're setting the stage!

Even if you're scary like an Imp, don't hold back, Come to the dance floor, and we'll groove to the track, I'm an Imp, and I dance with all my might, I may look freaky, but I love the night!

Spin around, shake it up, let the chaos begin, We're all wild here, let the party in! No need to hide, no need to pretend, Just keep moving, we'll dance till the end!

Even if you're scary like an Imp, don't hold back, Come to the dance floor, and we'll groove to the track, I'm an Imp, and I dance with all my might, I may look freaky, but I love the night!

So if you're an Imp, and you're feeling the beat, Get up on the floor, move those little feet, We're the kings of the club, and the night is ours, Dance like an Imp, yeah, we're reaching for the stars!

Source, Lyrics and MP3: https://snargl.com/demonic-creatures/imp/

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mt6xzLW96Q8 VK Video: https://vk.com/video-228888260_456239031

[sadboihero]

Emerald - Emerald Part 2 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1459687667-emerald-part-2?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=LinkVanGraves9 There's a time in everyone's life when they must make a difficult decision for the best. Whether it be when you're youth and young trying to uncover many riches before you, or an adult who finally must the decision if you should take that step forward. In the World of Wonders, anything is possible. The world is crying out for change, but it all comes down to a handle full of people, who must make the choice without looking back.

[raspberrycroissantinparis]

IMAGINES: THE WITCHER x READER - Defective (on Wattpad)  

themes: drama, hurt-comfort, angst

sneak peek: When Geralt touched me, my name appeared on his wrist—but mine stayed bare. They call us the 'born to die,' those whose hearts simply stop if their soulmate’s name doesn’t appear within a year. So here I am, watching him sleep, knowing my death will bring him only pain. 

Every night, I pray the gods grant him one more chance at love.