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Hello! I was wondering if you still are continuing to take fanfic request if you could possibly do one where newt and the reader are childhood friends and newt really likes the reader and is going to their house to confess his feeling to them but he is sad because they moved to New York to find a Job and after a few years newt sees the reader sitting on a bench at a park in New York but doesn’t know if that’s them because they are sitting with their back away from him so he isn’t sure if that’s really them, and they finally reunited and he confesses his feeling when the reading is working a late night shift at the department store in the first film and is about to go home oh btw if you could possibly add a bit of jealous Tina let’s say newt has kept the same necklace which he wanted to give to the reader when he wanted to confess his feeling to them when he was younger and then Tina goes into Newt’s case and finds the necklace and assumes Newt wants to give it to her so she puts it on anyway and Newt says it is not for her and she has to give the necklace back to him but at the end when she sees how happy Newt and the reader are together she is happy and accepts the fact that newt likes someone else and finds someone else to love. Omg if you do this I will be so so so happy I have just had this idea for a really long time now but honestly probably couldn’t actually write it thank you so much!

Found

Warning - none

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - Newt left you and you had no idea why. He was someone you could never stop thinking about but as luck would have it, he found you. Will he leave you again? Will he be honest about how he truly feels? Or will he hurt you all over again?

A/N - Jezz it's been a long time. I remember when I was in high school, and my only hobby was writing fanfiction. I never told a soul. But here I am, now 22 and still wanting to come back and write from time to time. Though I didn't start this Tumblr account when I was in high school. I hope you like what I've written and keep sending requests and I just might write some. Might even right a few then hop off the face of the planet again. I don't know, but enjoy :)

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Your most fond memories were running round the halls of Hogwarts with Newt not far behind. Sometimes you were skipping class to be with his creatures, sometimes one would escape, and you were both trying to catch it and other times, your favorite times, it was just so you could both be alone. There was a spot, under the east stairwell, where you'd hide. Newt was never one for affection but for some reason, here, with you, he'd hold your hand. Tracing his fingers over the lines on your palm almost like he was trying to read your future. You always hoped he'd be reading them to see if your futures aligned. Maybe if the maps on your palm were identical to his, it meant you were meant to be together. Like it was destiny. He'd never let you read his though, only allowing you to wrap your fingers together, intertwining them like perfect puzzle pieces. You'd lean you head on his shoulder, and he'd mumble creature facts to you, describe their beauty with hints of passion. Unicorns and fairies were in muggle stories, always the good guys and the most beautiful creatures to them. But Newt could tell you anything about any creature in the world, and you'd fall for them without caring what they looked like. Newt loved magical beasts and you loved them too.

You sat on a bench, the cold New York air biting at your skin. You didn't mind though. It reminded you of home. You'd picked up knitting a few years after graduating from Hogwarts. Both your muggle and wizard friends teased you, saying it was so boring and it was something only old people did. You liked it though, and it was always a high when you finished a piece, whether it be gloves, a hat or a scarf, it always made you so happy. Right now you were working on a scarf. You'd come up with idea of making your own version of the house scarfs at Hogwarts. You had started with your house, seeing as it was obviously superior, and worked your way through the others. Right now, you were working on the finally one. Hufflepuff. It was bittersweet. It was almost like you were pushing it off as much as you could. Every time you saw that shade of yellow, you'd be brought back to Hogwarts. To that boy with the most beautiful green eyes. To his crocked smile and its cute fluffy hair.

You smiled gently at the half-made scarf. God did you miss him. You wondered what he was doing, if he was okay, and if he still loved beast. You laughed quietly and shook your head. Of course, he does, dead or alive, he would never not love them. Even if one were to kill him, he wouldn't blame them. You heard someone chuckled behind you. It made you jump to your feet, dropping everything you were doing on the ground. Your hand flew to your back pocket, where you keep your wand, as you spun around.

Your hands fell to my sides upon seeing him. Both beautiful eyes and that fluffy hair. "Newt?"

He looked just as surprised to see you as you were of seeing him. Almost like he wasn't expecting it at all. What did he expect laughing at a random woman in the cold? A heavy sigh left your lips. "Were you just laughing at me Mr. Scamander?" You thought, seeing as you were both adults, it might be better to address him properly. You didn't have any idea on how he felt about you, if he had moved on from your friendship from school. It only felt polite to call him by his last name. He stilled and opened his mouth to speak. You could almost visually see the sweat form on his face and the color leave his eyes. "Uh no- I wasn't" He stuttered, waving his hands in the air.

You put your hands on your hips and titled your head to the side. "I jumped so hard cause I heard you laugh. Don't try to fool me." The flustered look on his face was so cute, you almost felt bad for teasing him. You weren't the same girl you were back then, growing more confident as the days went by. You wouldn't be so easily flustered by him like when you were little, but you doubt he'd even remember though moments. Or tell you about them at that. He looked just as flustered, maybe even more as he listened to you speak. It started to make you laugh and you waved a hand at him. "It's alright Scamander, I'm just teasing you. Can't handle a bit of teasing from an old friend?" His shoulders dropped, relaxing finally. For a moment, he still said nothing. Looking you up and down for a moment before finally opening his mouth to speak properly to you. "I heard you laugh and I couldn't help it. Yours is contagious." A blush crept up your neck.

He looked the same but also so different. He was taller than you now, more built, leaner. His jaw sharp, a bit longer hair, and this aura about him. He still felt a bit shy but exuded this confidence that you've never seen in him before. What had changed? How did he still feel like that kid from so long ago but I feel so mature? How stupid could I be? He's a grown man. You looked down at your items on the floor and crouched to get them. He crouched too but soon stood back up. "What are you doing here?" You sat back down, and he took a seat next to you. "I'm passing through. On my way to Arizona to release a Thunderbird I rescued from Egypt... though..." He looked down at his hands like he was ashamed. "It appears some other creatures escaped my case, so I have to find them before anything bad happens to them."

You could feel his sadness wrap around you. It felt cold and seeing him after not seeing him so long didn't erase your memories of him. His love for all magical creatures. You took his hand, like he had done to you all those times under that stairwell, and squeezed tightly. "Let me help you." His eyes moved to yours and for a moment they looked like there were stars in them. Like hearing you say that made him the happiest in the world. Like you weren't afraid or anger at him for leaving all those years ago but it soon faded. Knowing what little he knew about what was going on in this city, he never wanted to put you in danger so, like all those years ago. He pushed you away. He pulled his hand away and rose to his feet. He refused to look at you as he picked up his case. "I've got it. I know these creatures like the back of hand. Don't worry yourself with it." and without giving you even a second to respond, he began to walk away.

Seeing his back to you, slowly getting farther and farther away, you had no idea what to do. When he left you tried to stop him, but he wouldn't open up to you about why. You could never understand it all. But you did understand was how much he hurt you. How much it hurt to have him lie to your face. And how much it hurt begging him to be honest with you, begging you to stay, and having him still leave you behind. You weren't going to do again. Not this time. You were going to let him go.

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Newt had been keeping himself occupied in his case all night. The others had no idea what to do. Something must've happened but none of them were close enough to him to ask. Jacob was the first to try, but all he got was one-word responses. Queenie tried to but Newt didn't even bare her a glance. Tina was the only one absent from this whole ordeal. She was inside the shed, while Newt was taking care of his creatures and Jacob followed him like a lost puppy. She was looking through his things, trying to find anything about him. They had gotten close, and had bonded through this while ordeal, even though it wasn't entirely over yet. She could feel her feelings growing for him the more they interacted with him. When Newt saved her, looked her in the eyes and promised her that'd he'd catch her, she felt something. She had felt so safe and cared for. She had a slight worry that he might leave her. Save himself and then go save his case. But he stayed and the look in his eyes felt like a silent promise that he wasn't going to leave her.

She opened up drawer after drawer. Not really rummaging through, just moving a few things around. She eventually came across and small velvet box. It was a beautiful royal blue. It was so soft and light. When she opened it, a soft glow illuminated her face. She took it out of the box, setting it aside and hold a beautiful silver necklace. It was short, like it would rest perfectly in-between a person's collarbones. These last few days, maybe he felt the same way? It felt too soon for something like this but everyone knew how awkward, yet charming Newt was. He was never very good with words. There was this tiny whisper in the back of her mind that said to ask him who this was for. Confirm with him first before she thought it belonged to her but the love she felt for him drowned out that voice. Slowly, as to not make a sound, she put it around her neck. Clasping it in place. She felt silly for being so quiet. No human on this ear could hear the sound if a necklace clamping in place but her nerves got the better of her. She closed the box, setting it back inside the drawer, and left the shed.

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You couldn't believe your boss called you in so late. You weren't a security guard; this wasn't in your job description. You were reading about everything going on, and you can't lie and say it didn't make you nervous. There was no denying it wasn't something more than normal muggle things. It had to be something you'd read about in school. Or some witch or wizard who was after something. You knew all this but could do nothing. You weren't with the Macusa, like you'd ever want to do anything like that, you were just a normal witch. The best you were good at was making positions and remembering wizard history. And of course, a butt load of creature facts. You also felt confident that the Macusa were handling it.

Never mind that. You had to be "keeping an eye out" as your boss had told you to do. This store had never been broken into at night, you never understood why. Shoplifters though? That has happened a few times. Since you didn't think anyone would dare try to break in, you brought you scarf to finish. It was almost done. Just a few more rows to go. Glancing down at the fabric in your hands, you remembered the park. How you were literally just looking at this stupid thing and thinking about him. Then he popped into thin air. Almost like you were granted a wish from the gods but now? Just looking at it stung. What did you do to deserve this treatment from him? Did he figure out your feelings and just had no clue on how to turn you down? If he didn't like you back you would've respected that decision, but he didn't even respect you enough to tell you why he was leaving. Before you could get too into your head you heard something fall to the ground. Luck truly wasn't on your side huh? First you wished for him and now you somehow jinxed this whole break in thing.

You stood, making slow, gentle movements around the front desk. Making your way over to what had dropped, you felt like there were eyes on you. And in an instant, you were grabbed from behind, a hand over your mouth. You went to scream but once your back met the person's chest you stared ahead. You saw Newt, holding a finger to his lips. Just looking at him made you anger. How could he treat you the way he did and then randomly show up here and have whoever was holding you touch you like this? What would he even need here? Then it hit you. His creatures.

You nodded and the person behind you let you go. You turned to face them and saw a man, he quickly whispered an apology to you, and two women. Then women were like polar opposites of each other, visually speaking. Nothing to do with their beauty, no, they were both probably the prettiest women you had ever met. They just looked different. Once blonde wearing pinks and a cute face of makeup, the other a brunette wearing darker clothes. After scanning the group your eyes fall back to Newt. "What's here?" he pointed past me, a floating purse making its way through the store. "Dougal, my Demiguise." You nodded slowly. You've heard a lot about those creatures. Newt always thought they were the most difficult to catch, or save even.

"Demiguise are fundamentally peaceful, but-" "they can give a nasty nip though." You shrugged. The room fell silent. You looked up at the other, who you still hadn't gotten the name of. They looked at you like you were crazy but Newt had this slight smirk on his face. "I learned from the master himself." You whispered and gently nudged Newts arm. After the interruption Newt was giving out orders. "You two, head that way. And try very hard not to be predictable. Y/n?" You hummed softly. "Stay with them?" You could tell by the look in his eyes that he was worried for them. These people obviously knew little to nothing. But you knew everything, you knew what to do and what not to do. You keep these people safe. And Newt trusted you so deeply with that task. You smiled and nodded, leading the way.

We were in some kind of attic and Newt was describing the beast to everyone in the room. Once you realized it was babysitting and that Newt "must have miscounted" you knew we were in for it. A huge and beautiful Occamy came forward. Staring straight into Newt's eyes. You felt a smile creep onto your face, you'd never seen one before but like you'd always thought, no matter the creature, it was a wonderful thing to see. Seeing how gently Newt was, you thought for sure he had it, that was until the blonde walked forward, almost like she was in awe, and accidently kicked a Christmas ordainment. It rang and the poor thing got spooked. Its body got moved around the room, almost snake like. Your first immediate thought was to get Dougal, something so big could easily kill him while it was startled like this. But once you made your way towards him, he made his way towards the other man and blondie. Now in the center of the room, Newt was gone, riding on top of it. Before you could even think to start looking around for something small or an insect, one of its wings came flying towards you. Hitting you square in the chest and making you slam into the floor. You head hurt the most, and you blacked out while gasping for air.

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We had just gotten the Occamy in the tea pot and for a spilt second everything left so calm. It felt like the weight he had been keeping on his shoulders had vanished, but it all faded when he saw you, the literal light of his light, laid limp on the floor. Tina had both hands on the tea pot and the lip so Newt ran to your side. "Y/n? Hey, wake up!" He shook you gently and then realized that was probably the worst thing he could be doing to you right now. His only other thought in mind was to take you into his arms and bring you into his case. He had put a cot in the shed, right by the entrance. Sometimes he just preferred to be asleep near his creatures. The sounds they made throughout the night were like little lullabies. He brought you down, the other following close behind, and laid you gently on it. Taking off his coat and laying that on top of you too. It was particularly cold but he still worried.

"Can you put my Occamy back and Dougal on his tree?" He didn't spare anyone a glance. But Jacob nodded, leading Queenie out of the room. But Tina stayed. She took a seat next to you, looking you over. It seemed she didn't snoop enough, or she was just blind as a bat because once she looked up towards Newt, she was a photo. A moving picture, of you, smiling so bright. Her hand slowly went to the necklace. She felt this ping in her chest. Over these past few days she thought her and Newt were becoming closer. Like they could be something more. Maybe not this soon, but over time, maybe something. It genuinely hurt more than she thought it would. While Newt was still distracted, making something to help you, she took off the necklace and gently placed it around your neck. Seeing it on you, it felt like it just belonged there.

She stood to her feet and gave Newt a gently pat on the back and left the room. Leaving the two of you alone.

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You slowly opened your eyes, your head heavy and throbbing. Your back also just completely bruised. You sat up slowly, touching your hand to your head. It was wrapped in gauze and a foreign cream over your collarbones, along with a necklace. You knew you weren't wearing it before but besides that, you were in so much pain. You glanced around the room and saw Newt, setting on the floor beside you, holding your free hand. You squeezed it and he opened his eyes, standing so quickly to his feet that he fell back a bit, leaning fully on the work bench behind him. "Are you alright?" you asked him with a chuckled. "Are you alright?" he made his way back to your side. His hand finding its way to the back of your head. He leaned down a bit, giving you a once over. You nodded. "I'm fine, though I will say that hurt more than when we tried to ride that Hippogriff we found in the forest." He moved away and went back to his work bench, grabbing something that must've been sitting there, waiting for you. He handed it to you and drank it without a second thought. Your body felt cool all of a sudden and like the pain was fading away.

He sat beside you, fiddling with his fingers. You grabbed his hands, like you'd done all those years ago but for the first time, he flipped his hand, allowing you to see the maps on his palm. He glanced at him, but his eyes were laser focused on your fingers as you ran them over the lines. Your eyes went back to his hands, much larger than yours. As you traced the lines they felt familiar. It felt like the same pattern he would trace onto you. Your heart was beating so fast. All this time you wondered why he was so fascinated by it, but he knew all along that you futures were aligned. You continued to stare and trace with a smile permanently etched on your face. "I love you."

Your eyes shot up. "I love you, y/n. I've loved you for so long and I've been terrified to tell you but..." He clenched his jaw. "When I saw you there, I was more terrified than ever. The thought of you not loving me back couldn't compare to the thought of you dying. So I knew I had to tell you. I'm sorry I never told you, and I'm sorry I left." Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. His beautiful green meeting your calm (y/e/c). His hand went to your cheek, thumbing rubbing your tears away. You hand went over his, and gently rubbed your thumb over his knuckles. A chuckle left your lips as the tears fell completely. "I love you too. I always have."

He smirked and you could see his shoulders relax. He was looking at you so intently and then down at your lips. Your eyes met again and he leaned forward, ever so slightly, then stopped. It was a silent way to ask permission. Then you leaned forward to, inviting him in. He took the invitation and slowly kissed you. It was soft, gentle and the best thing you've ever felt in your life. The happiness you both felt filled the room. This might be your new, fondest, moment.

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[madisonshoneybun]

I just woke up, why does this have me crying 😂😂😂

[madisonshoneybun]

hello! just started reading your fics aaaaaand i absolutely love it! im still on animagus at the moment, i have a request for you if you dont mind,

reader is lost in the city, so she stops by a bookstore to seek shelter because it started raining, but another person enters the empty library as well, newt.

Rainy days

Warning - None

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - Alone in London, trapped in a library, and waiting for the rain to pass... Could this trip be any more of a failure? You start to wonder what you should do when a man, just a soaked as you are, comes to seek shelter in a now not so empty library.

A/N - I want to start this off by apologizing for not writing anything in a while. If I'm honest, the second week of June (5th - 10th) was finals for me and I was planning on focusing on that for the week then putting all my attention back into my writing. Then, last week (June 13 - 17) was my summer break from college and I thought "I'm gonna write so much and have a blast" but my dad got COVID and the whole week fell apart. I planned to hang out with friends on Thursday then go to Disney with my dad for his birthday on Friday and all the while writing stories for the people who were interested. I was just bummed about everything and couldn't find any motivation. Then my twin got it and it added to the stress. I spent the last two weeks crying but my dad is better now, my twin now just has a mild cough and some soreness, and though I missed my whole week of summer break, I'm still going to try to write for you guys. I love to write and will continue to do it until I get bored. I hope you can forgive me for being gone. Now I want to thank the few people who have sent in more suggestions! It really means the world and will help me with my writing. I thought this idea was really cute. I hope you like what I've written!

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You know what your mother would be saying right now?

"I told you so!"

It's driving you insane that, for once, she was right. The only thing keeping you sane was the fact that part of the reason she was right, her not being here, means she can't be saying that to your face. This was just a rare occurrence of her being right.

Usually, when you got on trips, you are a bit more prepared. Your friends back home though, somehow convinced you to quote "loosen up!" and to "be more adventurous". You should've tried harder to not fall to peer pressure.

You've always wanted to go to London. It's been a dream of yours since you were a little kid, and nobody could really tell why. It just seemed like a really fun and interesting place to go. So, your friends got you a fairy ticket to London. You were over the moon but soon grew confused when they gave you one single ticket.

"You're not coming with me?"

A mischievous smile grew on their faces. "We thought it'd be fun to go on your own. With nothing in mind and just enjoy some alone time." You felt your blood run cold. You've never gone on a trip by yourself before, that wasn't really your thing. Traveling was something you enjoyed doing with the people you loved and cared for, so you couldn't understand why they thought this was a good idea.

You played with your fingers and looked at the group nervously, "I don't know guys... I don't think I'll have as much fun by myself..." They shook their heads. One reached over and gently grabbed your hand, stopping your fidgeting. "You always put so much pressure on yourself. You want the trip to be perfect for everyone, excluding yourself... Now you can go and do the things you want to do, and you don't have to feel guilty about it."

Standing out in the rain, in the once busy streets of London, you couldn't help but think that they were wrong. If they were here, they'd be pulling you along. Pointing at everything that we passed and telling you how they wanted to do this or that. Seeing them happy made you happy. Even in the rain, soaking from head to toe, you knew at least one of them would pull you into the street and just make you stand under the rain fully. Head facing the sky and letting the rain cascade your figures. You didn't want to do that alone, so you tried to find somewhere to hide until the rain, hopefully soon, stopped.

It didn't take long for you to find a place that would allow you inside. Well... they didn't allow you per say. When you opened the doors to the library, you noticed not a single person was inside.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" There was no reply.

You thought it best to not get any of the books wet, so you slowly walked inside. Hoping that you weren't moving too quickly and splashing water on the shelves. After looking around for a few more moments, you noticed a note on what you assumed was the front desk.

"Out for lunch. Be back soon! :)"

You let shaky sigh escape your lips and took off your coat, placing it on a rack near the door and decided that you might as well look to see if there was anything interesting to read while you were stuck here. Your hands were mostly dry at this point, so you felt safe touching the books. You went through the rows, looking and looking and finding nothing. This trip was looking to be a disappointment.

The front door swung open, allowing a gentle chime to fill the library. Was the librarian back? You made your way to the front, letting whoever it was know that they weren't alone. You took a left, out of an aisle, and saw a man. Just as soaked as you were, dry himself using a spell. Why the hell hadn't I thought of that? Before you could pull out your wand and dry yourself like he had, he spotted you. Quickly hiding his wand behind his back.

"H-hello"

His voice was soft, and you could sense the worry in it. "I'm a witch. You won't have to obliviate me." The words leaving your lips instantly made him relax. His shoulders dropping and the cutest sigh left his lips. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to track water in, I just-"

"I don't work here. I got here a few minutes before you. The librarians out on lunch."

He nodded his head slowly before staring you down. Then after a few moments of silence, he began to pull off his coat and walk towards you. "Here..." He refused to meet your eyes as you slowly took his coat and wrapped it around yourself. You'd completely forgotten about the spell to dry yourself. You were too lost in his beauty. You'd never seem a man who looked so handsome before. Someone with such cute, fluffy, hair that you so desperately wanted to run your hands and play with.

He cleared his throat and made his way to a table, and you followed behind. There really was nothing else for you to do, so you might as well get to know the cute stranger in front of you. He even pulled out your chair once he realized you were following him.

You both sat in silence for a few moments, him refusing to look at you, and you stealing glances at him. But eventually the silence was broken.

"What brings you to London?" You frowned, moving your gaze to your hands and beginning to play with your fingers. “My friends bought me a ticket to come to London. I’ve always wanted to come here; I can’t really explain why but...” You bit your lip. “They said it would be good for me to come alone but it’s just not be any fun. I’ll I can think about is how I want to be sharing this moment with someone. Like, playing in the rain with friends, trying new foods, and staying up late and just doing whatever we want. But it’s just me...alone..” 

You could feel his eyes on you, but you were nervous to look up. Why did you think it was such a good idea to open up to a stranger? Just because he was cute? You could’ve easily lied to him but something about him just felt so relaxing. Like he wouldn’t ever make fun of you and that even if he couldn’t understand your feels, he would never invalidate them. Finally, at a few more moments of silence, he stood up. You thought he was for sure going to leave you here, maybe because the rain had stopped, or maybe because he didn’t really want to be stuck in here with you.

His hand reached for your and you looked up at him slowly. Red was creeping up his neck but even so, he looked admit that you take his hand. He wanted you to take his hand. Without a second thought, you gently put your hand in his, allowing him to help you up and pull you towards the doors. The closer you got, the louder the rain became.

"Where are we going?" He didn't reply and just dragged you out of the library and into the empty streets of London. You both became soaked all over again and right when you opened your mouth to ask again, he spun the both of you in the rain. A smile slowly formed on your face. Your eyes moving to gaze up at the sky, feeling the cold-water trail down your face. It just felt so... peaceful. Then he let go, jumping into the air and splashing you.

You both played in the rain, jumping, spinning and laughing for who knows how long until you slipped. The man reached for you and you both feel to the ground, your body on top of his and his hands gently rested on your waist. You looked down at him, smiling and a few giggles leaving your lips. He smiled back and pushed a hair out of your face.

"You know, I never got your name..." He blushed.

"Newt Scamander."

"Well Newt, if you're up for it. I'd love to spend some more time with you while I'm staying in London. Would that be alright?"

He smirked and stared back into your eyes. "I'd like that too."

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Hello! I would love to see Newt with a girlfriend who his nifflers can't get enough of. As soon as she comes by they're all over her but they never steal anything shiny she's got on. Thank you! 💖

A Nifflers Love

Warning - None

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - The nifflers love you. All they want is your attention. Whether you're wearing the shiniest necklace or the dullest watch they see you as something much more important.

A/N - OMG, I'm so freakin happy right now! Thank you so much for suggesting such a cute idea! I seriously can’t thank you enough! Prompts or ideas really get my creative juices following so feel free to make as many suggestions as you like! I’m more than happy to write them, especially such cute ideas like this! This goes for anyone who comes across this post too!

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Newt wasn’t surprised when all his creatures fell for you. It honestly made him even happier when he’d see how some of them got so excited to see you and would miss you when you weren’t around. But one thing he didn’t expect was the nifflers loving you as much as they did. When it was just the one, he was shocked to see Teddy make a bee line for you. The little thing crawled up your leg and held onto your neck. Newt reached forward to get her off, fearing she might take your necklace but upon closer inspection she was just cuddling close. She was rubbing into your neck and licking your hair, almost like she was trying to groom you.

You let out a giggled when she accidently licked your ear. “What’s wrong love? You want cuddles?” You asked, moving your hands to hold her closer to you. You held me like a newborn baby pressed into your shoulder. And you rocked her too, singing softly as Newt stared at you with admiration. God did he love you. Seeing how you handled Teddy made him fall in love with you even more and a small part of him began to wonder what you look like holding a real baby. His baby. A blush crept up his neck at the thoughts running through his mind.

Teddy almost seemed to be your familiar. [A/N: animals (some say animal-shaped. spirits) that serve a witch in various ways, whether as servants, messengers or even spies] She came with you where ever you went, just like how picket was with Newt. She’d sit on your shoulder, hide in your coat, or chill in a small bag you began to carry around just for her. Once she had her babies though, she stopped doing this. She mostly stayed at home but would still cuddle and nuzzle you whenever you stepped foot into your shared home with Newt.

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“Hello Teddy, are you doing alright?” You asked. She was panting and whining in pain. She was in labor and the most you could do to help was sit with her and speak to her. You brought your hand to rest under her head, rubbing your thumb against her face causing her to lean closer to you. Newt was with you as well, but he was there mostly to make sure everything was going well and that Teddy, and the babies, were safe. It was a long labor but eventually all 3 of her babies came into the world safely, thanks to Newt.

Once she was done, she nibbled at your hand, pulling your closer to her babies. You felt hesitant, seeing how tiny they were and worried you might accidently hurt them but Newt reassure you. You hand covered them completely, like a blanket. You wondered if they would like you as much as Teddy does, maybe they’d be different and go back to their normal way of just wanted anything shiny. You were so wrong.

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Newt came back home, having been denied permission to travel once again. It was starting to weight on him and made him feel a level of sadness he’d never felt before. But walking into your shared home he tried to hide him feelings. Beginning to look for you so he could have some sort of physical contact.

“Y/n?” You didn’t reply

Newt’s first place to check was always the basement. It was the biggest so it just made sense but after a good look around he couldn’t find you. When he made his way back to the stairs, throwing a quick glance to where the Nifflers were held, he froze. They weren’t there and you weren’t there. Had they gotten out? Were you looking for them? He rushed back up stairs checking every room again.

Finally, all he had left to do was check the bedroom. 

He walked over, gently turning the knob and peaking inside. The sight before him eased him immediately and brought the biggest smile to his face. He leaned against the door frame and watched you closely.

You had all 4 of the Nifflers on the bed. Your body curled into itself on your side while Teddy laid near your face and her head resting on your neck. Then the babies. They were all over, one laying inside your shirt nuzzling into your chest, another close to your stomach, your arm draping over it and hold it closer to you. And the last one had made a nest in your hair. It was by far the cutest thing Newt had ever seen. He wished you could stay like this forever, looking so peaceful and beautiful.

With a quiet sigh he walked further into the room and closed the door behind himself. He was trying to be as quiet as possible as to not wake you. He slipped on his shoes, undid his tie and gently folded his coat. He reached into the closet and grabbed a thin blanket. It had been pretty hot recently, so he didn’t want to make you overheat but even then he still worried slight about you being even the tiniest bit cold. Then, after laying the blanket on top of you and creatures he crawled in behind you. Slowly spooning you. 

Even in your sleeping state you moaned and melted under his touch. His arm trying to gently rest under your neck and the other wrapping around your torso. 

“Newt...” You mumbled in your sleep, moving a free hand to interlock with his. He chuckled, holding you. Every worry and fear washed away as you laid together. For a moment he felt like nothing else mattered and that later, once you had woken up, he’d open up to you about how he was feelings. And you’d be there to support him. Every step of the way.

- Masterlist - 

[madisonshoneybun]

Dinner

Warning - None

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - Your Newt’s “partner” with taking care of the creatures. But he’d been ignoring his brother. After a bit of persistence, you convince him to have dinner together.

A/N - I liked this one better than the last one I wrote but I said it once and I’ll say it again, PLEASE give me suggestions. I need help :(

Words - 2294

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Ever since you met Newt you’ve been glued at the hip. You were so intrigued by his creatures and just wanted to learn more about them and he was more than happy to finally have someone who wanted to listen to him speak. You would spend most nights at his home with his creatures and he’d just explain everything they liked, where they came from, how he found them, everything he could think of and you’d sit there, with a smile. At first, it was a bit embarrassing. He was always worried he might be boring you but those worries faded away any time you recall something he told you. Like when you both met Jacob and Newt allowed him in his case. The three of you walked around and while Newt was making sure that the bite had no effect on Jacob, you were talking his ear off about any creature you passed. For you, you retained most information about any creatures likes and dislikes. Remembering where every creature came from just fried your brain and you were never really good at remembering those sorts of things anyway. Newt didn’t mind, and any information you couldn’t recall Newt would just speak up for you. Again, in the beginning he thought he might make you insecure by talking over you like that. He thought you might begin to think you were stupid because you couldn’t remember but you would always just snap your fingers and pretend you had just forgotten. Giving Newt a gentle pat on the back, or a tug on his sleeve before telling him thank you.

After everything that happened in America, Newt decided to gain some courage and asked if you wanted to work with him. Stay with him and learn to be a magizooligist too. It never was your “dream” but something in your heart just swelled when he asked you. He was bright red and refused to look into your eyes. His sentence was all over the place and he stumbled over every word. But you knew what he meant. Understanding Newt was like learning a new language and you were fluent. You took his hands in yours, a bright grin on your face and nodded. “I’d love to Newt!” And you instantly felt him relax. You’d felt for a while like he was trying to muster up the courage for something. Then, once his eye contact became minimal, you realized it was something involving you. That was a couple days after you came back to London and now you had been working together for a while.

“Newt, when are you going to talk to your brother? I’m tired of getting these letters and him coming over when your ‘not home’...” You said and you slowly made you way down the stairs. Newt was cradling a luminescent creature with sprouting alien-like tendrils. You gave him a few minutes to finish his task and put the cute thing back where it belonged. After a few more minutes he walked back over and you could tell he looked uncomfortable by what you said.

“What does the letter say?” Ignoring the question with another question. Classic Newt. 

You carefully opened it, proceeding to read how Theseus just wanted to have dinner together and wanted to know when he was free so they could set something up. This is what every letter basically said. Sometimes it would go on for longer than it needed to and others it would just say something short like ‘when are you free so we can have dinner?’ Each time Newt would ask you to send a letter back saying he was busy. You always wondered if Theseus noticed the different handwriting. If he did, he never said anything about it in the letters and simply just ignored the messenger. 

He sighed and ruffled his hair a bit. “I don’t understand why he wants to have dinner so bad...” You smiled and walked closer to him, putting a hand on his arm. “It’s because he cares about you and he probably misses you. Why don’t you just give it a try? What’s the worst that could happen?” 

He refused to meet your eyes before sighing again. “Tell him I’m free tomorrow,,, And that he should come here.” That was new. You’d told Newt to talk to his brother before but he never listened. You honestly thought there was nothing else you could do to get closer to him. You were as close as you thought you’d ever be but I guess there are still things you don’t know about each other.

You wrote the letter, sending it away almost immediately. You weren’t really expecting a reply so you just went back to your normal work. By the end of the day, everything was normal. But again Newt seemed hesitant to let you go to bed. Since deciding he would teach you, he allowed you to stay in his home. “Actually y/n can I ask you something?” You nodded, stopping in your tracks.

He seemed even more nervous. You thought that the way he looked when his brother sent letters was bad? Right now he looked like he was going to pass out. “My brother is coming over tomorrow and I-” You gasped, covering your mouth.

“Does he not know I live here? I can go out tomorrow as to not embarrass you. I truly don’t mind.” He grabbed your hand quickly, something he’s never done before.

“That’s not... not what I meant...” You stayed silent as he tried to get his thoughts together. “I was wondering if you’d have dinner with us. It would ease my mind having you there.” You nodded, a smile easily forming on your face. You loved that he trusted you like this and also honored too. He always seemed to have a hard time trusting people, especially when he couldn’t tell if they were kind or not. “I’d love to and I’m kinda excited to know what your brothers like and if he’s really as annoying as you say.” He chuckled and let you go.

The following day seemed almost completely normal. You could tell how stressed Newt was about his brother coming over so after you had finished with all your tasks for the day you decided to clean the house a bit. You wiped down the kichen and cleared off the table before going for the living room and began to dust things off. Time passed quickly and soon you heard a firm knock on the door. You wiped a bead of sweat off your brow and yelled down for Newt. “Newt, I’m answering the door!” His only reply was a shaky inhale. You brushed whatever dust might have gotten off your clothes and opened the door.

The man before you was tall, only a bit taller than Newt. He had curly hair like Newt too but you could tell he tried to keep it out of his eyes. He seemed like the type to want to always look put together. His eyes were like a painting of the ocean. 

He smiled at you, though you could tell he was confused about who you were and why you were answering the door. You reached out your hand, “I’m y/n y/, I’m Newt’s...” You wanted to say partner, but you knew it would give him the wrong idea. “Partner?” You nodded, pulling your hand away. “We take care of his creatures together. He’s teaching me everything he knows.” Your smiled shocked the older Scamander. You were just so bright and kind and beautiful. He was surprised Newt would be okay with being around someone like you. He thought for sure his younger brother would be too anxious.

“You should stay for dinner.” Again with that smile. “I am! Newt invited me yesterday after getting your letter. I hope it’s not a problem. Though I doubt it is seeing as you asked me to stay.” He laughed at your short rambling. He wondered if you were like this around Newt too. He was so infatuated by you and he hadn’t even noticed his brother coming up the stairs. “Hello...” Newt mumbled, breaking Theseus from his trance. You decided it’s be best to get dinner sorts, so you made your way to the kitchen.

It didn’t take long for you to get everything done. So once it was you began to look for the two brothers to tell them to come eat but they were no where to be found. You assumed that they must be in the basement, so you made your way down. Once you were half way down you stopped.

“No, you don’t understand. I could never do that.” Newt sounded desperate for his brother to understand but his pleading was falling on deaf ears. “If she makes you that uncomfortable then you need to tell her! It matters Newt..” You didn’t want to hear any more, slowly tip toeing back up the steps. When you got to the top you stopped and pretended that you just got there. “Dinner’s ready when you are!” Both brothers jumped upon hearing your voice. “We’ll be up in a minute Darling!”

You didn’t want to stay anymore. If Newt was too scared to tell you how uncomfortable he was then you had to take matters into your own hands. You went to your room, grabbing a coat, a quill, and paper before going back to the kitchen. You wrote a note, saying how you realized something had come to mind that you had to do. It was a horrible lie but you couldn’t really think of anything else to say. After the note was complete you set the table, served the both of them and left out the door. You’d come back once you thought they were done.

There really wasn’t much you could do besides walk along the streets of London. The air was cold but not as cold as your heart. Newt had always had a way with you Always making you feel warm and fuzzy and just... safe but now you felt that somewhere along the way he didn’t want you around anymore. At some point you had made him uncomfortable to the point where he didn’t even trust you anymore. If he really trusted you he would’ve been honest. 

It was probably around 20 minutes since you had been gone when you heard someone yelled your name. “Y/n!” You froze. Now hearing his voice almost brought tears to your eyes. You didn’t want him to see you cry, you knew it would only make him feel more uncomfortable. 

You kept walking, but Newt wasn’t far behind. He was running and soon stood in front of you, stopping you in your tracks. Yours eyes were glued to your shoes, to scared to see the face he was making. Your heart was shattering just having him in front of you. He was gently panting, wearing two different pairs of shoes and an old jacket you knew he never wore. He was in a real rush to find you. “Why’d you leave?”

You shrugged and tried to walk past him, but he just blocked you again. “Did Theseus say something to you, if he did I’ll have a talk with-” You shook your head violently. You didn’t want him to think his own brother had done something wrong and somehow ruin their relationship. You could tell Newt cared for him even if they hardly talked.

“No! He didn’t say anything... I just...” You bit your lip.

“I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. We’re not really friends and I feel like I must’ve overstayed my welcome in your home.”

It was his turn to be quiet. The words coming out of your mouth were a shock to him. You must’ve heard him and Theseus downstairs. How much did you hear? Not enough if you somehow felt you were a burden to be around. “Y/n...”

You wiped the tears from your eyes. “It’s fine Newt. I just wish you would’ve told me.” He shook his head, grabbing your shoulders but still your eyes never moved.

“I don’t think we can be friends anymore...”

Your heart broke. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Not only were you friends, but somehow you weren’t even that anymore. At some point you were so close that he considered you a friend and you had ruined that. It was all your fault. Tears were now streaming down you face but you refused to make any noise to give it away. “I will always see you as something more... and I was scared to tell you.”

His hands were shaking along with his speech. “If I’ve somehow ruined this then you never have to talk to me ever again, I wont be mad or anyth-”

You cut him off. Grabbing his collar and slamming your lips to his. Your eyes were glued shut while his were so wide they might just fall out. He was frozen but once he saw your tear-stained face and felt your body shaking from either the cold or from just fear, he kissed you back. Like he really kissed you. His hands grabbing your waist and pulling you as close as physically possible. He never was fond of things like this but with you? It felt like he could do anything.

After a few more moments, you pulled away. Your arms fell to rest on his chest along with your forehead. And his hands moved to hold you and run his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry...” You whispered.

“What for?”

“I should’ve stayed and asked you about it after. I ruined your dinner with your brother and I bet he worried sick about you.” You felt him laugh slightly.

“He’s fine. I’ll just invite him over again and invite him to my girlfriend. That’ll make up for it.”

- Masterlist -

[madisonshoneybun]

Animagus

Warnings - None (besides bad writing)

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - Your an animagus. Your looking for food when Newt finds you. You seem hurt so he decides he wants to take care of you. How long will it take before he realizes your actually a witch?

A/N - I am seriously BEGGING for ideas. I’m so bad at coming up with ideas on my own but I want to write so bad. So if you have an idea please let me know. I’m also wanting to write about Theseus cause he is also the best. 

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My parents always wanted me to be an animagus. I wanted to too. I thought it would be really fun to see what animal or creature I would be. When I was little it was more of a fun dream but the older I got the more my parents pushed. They wanted me to be something powerful. They were rooting for a magical beast but said as a last resort they’d be happy with some sort of strong animal. Like a big cat. It’s almost like they cursed me because I ended up being just that... a cat. A literal fucking house cat. They were furious. They refused to let me out of the house and told me that 

“If you were cursed to be something so weak, then stay that way!”

I was “forced” to live as a cat. I say “forced” because it wasn’t like they told me I had to be a cat to stay, they would just beat me if they ever saw me as who I actually was. So I thought the better of two evils was to just stay as a cat. There was no where I could go. It was fine for a while. They didn’t treat me the best as a cat either but it was better than the beatings. But one day everything changed.

I was out an about in the neighborhood trying to find food. I was rummaging through trash cans trying to just find anything. Even crumbs would be enough. The night before I got the bright idea to try to take a normal shower, seeing as neither of my parents were home. I cleaned myself really well cause I genuinely had no idea when I would be able to do this again but as soon as I walked out of the bathroom, my father was standing there, belt in hand. I’m sure you could guess what happened next. 

Now I was hurt, dirty from the rain, and just so fucking hungry. And I was having no luck with finding any food.

I wonder what I should do?

I continued to look through trash cans, limping along as I went. But still nothing. I finally decided to give up when I heard someone behind me making clicking sounds with their mouth. I turned around, standing my ground. My fur was standing up and I was trying my best to look around and find a way to escape. 

The man before me had brown curly hair and bright green eyes. They felt like home... but I was too scared to trust it. This man thought I was a cat, he had no idea I was actually a witch. And I had no idea if he was a wizard. 

He crotched down and held out a can of tuna. I glanced at him and then at the tuna. He followed my eyes and slowly pushed it towards me. It was in the middle of us and he took a couple steps back to give me room. I didn’t want to put myself in danger but I was just so anger. I made small steps towards the food. 

“It’s alright love, I wont hurt you...” He sounded so genuine that I just had to believe. I took the final step and went to the food, chowing it down as fast as I could. I wanted to eat it and get out of there. 

I was so focused on eating that I hadn’t noticed him inching towards me until I felt his hand on top of my head. I jumped, backing away and hissed loudly. He looked somewhat shocked by my reaction. “I’m sorry!” He moved back a bit more. No one had ever tried to make me feel this safe before. If I was being honest with myself, I’d pretend to be a cat for the rest of my life if it meant I could be loved. And for a second, it seemed like he wanted to help me, so I gave in.

I slowly walked closer to him. Smelling the food as I walked passed it but deciding I wanted to see what he wanted. If he was only here to hurt me I could just turn back into a witch and scare the life out of him. No one would believe him otherwise. Once I got closer he sat down completely and I rubbed against his sleep. “Hello darling. Do you forgive me for earlier?”

I meowed in response and rubbed myself against his back before crawling into his lap. He slowly brought his hand down and began to pet me. It was soothing. But even slightly touch made my cuts and bruises hurt. He noticed me flinching. “Are you hurt?”

I rubbed into him more while he tried to look me over. “Why don’t I get you patched up? You don’t seem to have a collar... are you a stray?” I just kept purring. Since he had no idea I was a living person, he gently picked me up. I thought he was going to take me back to his house but instead he opened up a suit case. For a second, I thought he was going to smother me inside it or something but sitting in his arms looking down I could actually see a whole other world inside his case. He’s a wizard.

He held me close as he went down the ladder. He was so gentle with me, so gentle in fact that I almost felt like I was going to fall asleep. Once inside his case he used his free hand to grab a pillow then laid me down onto of it. His fingers were so light to the touch that I could hardly even feel them while he checked what was wrong.

“Looks like someone didn’t like you going through their trash? They beat you pretty bad but nothing seems to be broken. You have few cuts that I can put some cream on. What am I going to do with you?” He was mostly mumbling to himself as he looked around for the cream he mentioned. Once he found it he made sure to hold me down as the cream began to burn. I hissed and jumped from his grasp, making a break for the only door I could see. He followed straight behind. 

Outside the door were dozens of different creatures. It was like a giant zoo. I didn’t even bother running around, too scared one of them might have an appetite for cats.

“You not a magical creature so I don’t know if you’ll have much fun here.” He said walking towards me. He took my into his arms and pet me like I was his own. 

After that Newt look me to London and let me stay in his home. He told me I wasn’t allowed downstairs because it was dangerous, so I listened. I bet he thought I was just a really obedient cat. I could tell straight away that he knew more about magical creatures rather than boring plain animals. But that wasn’t to say he’d neglect a non-magical creature. It just meant that he didn’t really know much about them which I think helped in not being figured out.

Sometimes Newt would even invite friends over. Two sisters and one of their husbands. I tried my best to stay away from them, especially when Jacob said he thought I acted weird for a cat. But one day his brother came over. 

I was laying on the couch when he arrived, completely unannounced mind you. He just walked in the front door. His eyes instantly locked with mine for a moment causing me to stand up on all four. I hissed and ran to hide under a chair. I could see that he was just standing front of the closed door. I peeked and he was again, looking straight at me. I felt a chill run down my spin. Did he know? Why was he staring at me like that if he didn’t?

Eventually he broke eye contact and made his way to the basement. I felt my heart pounding in my chest. I needed to leave, he knew I wasn’t a real cat. What was Newt going to when he found out some random witch had been living under his roof for almost 3 months? I hadn’t met any witches or wizards in so long that I completely forgot how they might react. Before I could make a break for the door, Newt and his brother were making there way into the room. 

Again, his brother’s eyes met mine. “Newt, why do you have a cat?” 

Newt’s glanced over and me and chuckled. “She was hurt and hungry so I took her in. She’s not good with strangers.”

His brother grabbed Newt by the arm and dragged him into a separate room. 

fuck, fuck fuck!

I was too scared to move a muscle. Maybe if I just played dumb Newt wouldn’t believe him. I jumped once the two brothers came back into the room. They rushed in like the place was on fire. The oldest holding his wand towards where I was and the youngest slowly making his way over to me, not a wand in sight.

“Come out please. I just want to check something.”

I began to growl and hiss the closer he got. I’m gonna fucking die. This is the end. “Newt stay back.” He didn’t listen.

“She’s harmless and if she’s what you think she it, I’m sure we could just talk it out. Right?”

He was on all fours, bent down, looking under the chair and directly into my eyes. The gentleness I’d always seen in him was there. And again, it made me trust him.

I crawled out from under the chair, moving towards the couch.

In an instant I was sitting on the couch, fully back to who I really was. Newt hardly reacted, while his brother kept his wand drawn. I felt myself begin to shake as I tried to sink into myself and try to come off as small as possible. “I’m sorry...” I whispered, glancing up to meet Newt’s eyes.

“I had nowhere to do and I was hungry... At first I thought you were going to feed me and leave or patch me up and send me on my way but you were so nice that I couldn’t tell you the truth. I thought about telling you everyday but I didn’t know how...” The oldest put down his wand and made his way into the kitchen, while Newt sat beside me.

“You could’ve told me. I could’ve help you.” I nodded my head, feeling guilty.

“Your a good man...” He chuckled a bit. “I should’ve known. It always felt like you were really listening to what I was saying. And you always did what you were told.” A giggle escaped your lips.

“You are the man of the house after all.”

He put his hand on mine, making me flinch and quickly look up at him. “I’ll help you and you can get back on your feet.” I never thought I would meet someone like him. He was so kind and gentle, so down to earth and honest. It made my heart flutter. I was so happy to have met him but... in a way, I was sad that one day we might part. I hoped, that even after he’s given me all the help me can give, that we can stay friends. He truly saved my life.

- Masterlist -

[madisonshoneybun]

No letters

Warning - none (though this story is about the 3rd movie. Nothing involving the movie in mentioned explicitly, it’s just that he’s gone, doing the stuff that happened during the movie, and you have no idea what’s happening)

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - Newt went to speak with Dumbledore and hasn’t come home. How long will he leave you waiting?

A/N - I’m in this big writing mood. I made a draft full of writing prompts that I’m just picking whenever I have some sort of inspiration. I honestly like this story more than the last one I wrote. I hope you guys like it too! <3

Words - 3266

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If felt weird to have Newt so far away. Newt always had his secrets but I thought at the very least he’d keep me in the loop but one morning he left to talk to Dumbledore and never came back. That was all I really knew because that’s all he was willing to share. I kept watch of the creatures while he away for the day but as night began to fall, my worry only grew. It was starting to scare me that I hadn’t heard anything. His usual talks with Dumbledore never took this long. He’d usually have, at the very least, sent me some sort of message using magic. Once, he sent a paper dove while he was away in America. It was almost like a howler but much more relaxing. It spoke to me and had gentle background noise to go with it. It almost smelled like him too and somehow made the room warm, almost like he was there with me and speaking directly in front of me. Even if he was in a rush he’d send me messages though a mirror, that were obviously not planned out very well. Sometimes I could hardly read his messages but it brought me ease that he’d send them anyway. But today was different. There was no dove, no rushed letter sent by owl, no messages in the mirror. Nothing.

I thought I would cook dinner to ease my mind, hoping that by the time I was done he’d be walking through that door. He’d apologize and explain to me why he couldn’t get in contact with me and I’d understand. I know Newt would never do anything to hurt me and besides, he can read me like an open book. He’d know I was upset before I could even speak a word to him. Communication was a strong trait we had in our relationship. It wasn’t always like that, but he grew to open up to me, and only me, and be able to tell me how he was feeling. We’d hardly ever fight. 

The cooking was going fine but the clock just kept ticking and ticking and ticking and it was beginning to drive me insane. I couldn’t handle it anymore and turned that stupid clock off. Not like I needed to know the time anyway. It felt like time stopped when he wasn’t here, and today was no different. I was getting so distracted by my worry that I didn’t see my pot start to boil over. In my stupid state I reached my hand out for it, to move it off the burner. It felt like my skin was boiling and peeling. It’s embarrassing to admit, but I’m not a very talented witch. People forget to realize how hard it actually is to do a lot of things in the wizarding world. I could do normal spells like levitation, which I should’ve used on the stupid pot, or weak battle spells but no healing and teleporting was difficult too. If Newt were here he’d be healing my hand easily with something from the case. I could remember what to feed the creatures, how to properly care of them, and things like that but I couldn’t really do much with medicine. If one was sick, or hurt, Newt would have to fix something up for them. 

I didn’t know what to do about my burn. I swear muggles say not to use ice or cold water, but it hurt so bad. I knew doing that would relieve the pain, or at least I thought it might but decided against it, gently pouring lukewarm water on it and patting it dry before wrapping it. 

I gave up on dinner, I knew I’d just end up hurting myself again because my thoughts were elsewhere. I decided it’d be best to just wait for him, so in the living room I went, sitting in a chair facing the door and waited. Nothing else would be able to keep my attention so the best I could do was just stare at the door. I would glance between the hall and the front, just in case he apparitied downstairs instead of up here. I don’t know how long I sat there before I eventually fell asleep.

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When I woke the next morning, the sun burning my eyes, I jolted. Rising to my feet and looking around. “Newt? Darling?” I started to walk towards the basement, seeing as I didn’t get a response, but my vision grew dotted and I leaned against the wall. Only for a moment, then my vision went back to normal. I shook it off and slowly made my way down stairs, continuing to call his name. 

Holding my hand closest to my body and going down the stairs slow enough as to not trip, I saw no one. Heard no one. Besides the creatures of course. Dougal making his way over to me and reaching his hand out towards my own. I didn’t allow him to touch it, seeing as it still hurt. But I used my other hand to grab his, and guild him back to his tree. “I’m alright hun, don’t you worry. Have you seen Newt? He hasn’t come home...” By the look on his face I knew that he hadn’t seen Newt either. Which only made me more scared. It’d be best to take of the creatures then search around for a note of any kind like I had done the night before. 

Taking care of the creatures took a lot longer than I had hoped. Usually Newt would take half if he had to be somewhere but with him no where in sight I had to take the full burden. It was my first time doing it alone, so it was hard, but I wanted to make sure when Newt eventually came home, it might ease his mind that his creatures were safe with me. Later I found that he still hadn’t tried to communicate with me where he was.

Days went by without hearing from him. I even told the ministry but they told me not to worry, which actually did ease my mind, but only slightly. It still didn’t make sense why he wouldn’t tell me he had to leave somewhere. When he was in American, and had that whole thing with Credence, he wrote me three times. Once when he arrived, a second to tell me that some of his creatures escaped but reassured me that he had it all under control, and a final time to tell me that he was okay and was on his way home. Then once he was home he explained everything, about how he almost died, about the obscurial, and how he made some life long friends. A similar thing happened when was looking for Tina after he hadn’t heard from her in a while. I never went on these missions with him because he was worried I would get hurt. I understood, seeing as my power was lacking but after the second full day without Newt I realized that Bunty wasn’t here either. 

I was all alone...

I hated being alone, but I put up with it when Newt left before because he always promised me he’d update me. But this was different and I was just growing more and more scared the longer he was gone. I would spend most nights crying and I couldn’t bring myself to make three meals a day. The most I could get myself to do was one in the afternoon.

I sat in our shared room, curled up in our duvet, with a quill in hand. I thought that maybe if I wrote to him, he’d understand and at least say something. Even just a crumpled up note that said, ‘I’m fine, don’t worry.’ in his awful handwriting would be enough to ease my mind. 

Dear Newt,

I’m worried about you. I haven’t heard from you since you told me you were going to have a talk with Dumbledore. I was fine that first day, I thought that maybe you got caught up in something and that you’d be home in the morning but... it’s been 5 days and I haven’t heard from you. You haven’t written me any letters.

Please, just tell me that you’re okay. I need to know that you’re okay. The creatures are fine, if that eases your mind. But I can’t sleep with this worry anymore.

Just... when are you coming home? I’m scared without you and I’m scared for you. Please be okay. Please

- y/n

My tears stained the page, making some of the ink bleed into other words. I could hardly tell if it was legible or not, and frankly I didn’t care. I took my wand and send the letter a flame, hoping that it would reach him. 

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Another day passed with no word. I was genuinely starting to lose hope. It was already dark out and all I could do was sit in the kitchen, with my head in my hands and wait, like I did most nights. 

“Y/n?” I stood up, chair slamming into the ground and rushed for the front door. I finally saw him, case in hand, brother and a few friends by his side. I must’ve looked a complete mess because there was not a single smile on anyone’s face.

“Where have you been?” He opened his mouth to speak.

“Are you hurt?” My eyes darted around his body then to the bodies of the people he was with. Queenie, who I hadn’t seen in a while, was with them. Her hand gently holding Jacobs. Besides them was Newt, and beside him was Theseus. No one seemed to be hurt. I felt my lip begin to quiver. 

Usually, I’d be much calmer, but this situation was to much more me. I frantically grabbed a pillow and threw it directly at Newt. He flinched, obviously not from pain but more so from pure confusion based on my action. I picked up another and threw it again. Everyone, besides Newt, hurried inside and moved to the side. “Where have you been!?” I threw another pillow. “I’ve been worried sick and you haven’t even thought to tell me anything?! Not even that you were okay?!”

He set down his case and walked towards me. grabbing hold of my wrist. I used my free one to hit his chest, over and over and over again. “Why didn’t you tell me where you were!?” I was sobbing at this point. “Your so *hic* mean!” My arms were getting heavy and my punches probably didn’t even feel like anything anymore. “I wasn’t allowed to tell you anything..” I looked up at him, tears rushing down my cheeks. 

“I don’t care! You should’ve at least told me you were leaving-” I frantically looked around the room to get someone to be on my side. “or told me you were okay!” Finally, I just leaned my head onto his chest. “You can’t do this to me Newt... you cant...” My words faded as I began to sob into his arms. He wasted no time pulling me close, mumbling sweet nothing into my hair. Promising me that he was okay and filling some gaps with a million ‘I’m sorry’s. I pulled away, crouching down to pick up the pillows. “Your so mean... why did you have to do this to me...?” I was silently crying, tossing the pillows onto the couch. Queenie came to my side and helped me too my feet. She rested a hand on the small of my back and rubbed gentle circles. “Let’s sit down sweetheart.” I nodded my head, feeling too tired and emotionally exhausted to argue right now. 

Theseus shot daggers at Newt and pulled him aside to the kitchen. “I thought you told her you left!?” Newt could hardly meet his eyes. “Dumbledore told me it was a secret so I just-”

“A secret from the public! Not your bloody girlfriend!”

Newt glanced up at him. “Why would she be an exception to that, I don’t-”

He was cut off again by his brother’s hands on his shoulders, forcing him to finally make eye contact. “You and I both know that Dumbledore would never make you hide this from her. She’s trustworthy. And it’s not like you had to write her letters everyday. You could’ve come home, told you had to leave because of another one of Dumbledore’s secrets and she would’ve been fine! Why didn’t you tell her anything?!”

Newt was, obviously, the first to break the eye contact. “What if someone had seen me come home? Or if I sent her something during, what if someone saw and came here? You know she can’t defend herself very well. Something could’ve happened to her and I just... I didn’t think she’d get like that...”

His brother sighed loudly, pulling away and running a hand through his hair. “You can leave me without updates for weeks on end. I can handle that but y/n is in love with you. She might even love you more than I do, which I hate to admit. Of course she’d get like this. Your important to her. Imagine how you’d feel if she did that to you.”

Strangely enough, Newt had never thought of that. You would never to do something like that, you hardly left the house without asking him to come along but... you didn’t do that because you were scared. You just wanted to spend time with him. But... if the roles were reversed, he knew that you would tell him, and that broke his heart.

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Queenie and Jacob were trying their best to stop the crying but nothing seemed to work. Queenie was holding me close, rocking me while Jacob thought he’d try singing in hopes it’d make me laugh. But the tears just wouldn’t stop. I wasn’t exactly sobbing anymore but that didn’t mean I had calmed down much. It was making me even more anxious that Theseus had immediately pulled Newt away somewhere. He had been with Newt, which I were guessing, the whole time he was away. Why was it fair that he got to pull him away from me. 

“He’s scolding him sweetheart; he’s not trying to be selfish.” I sighed and leaned into her more. “I know but... I want Newt...” Fresh tears threatened to spill but almost like it was right on que, both Newt and Theseus came back into the room. Newt’s head was hung low but he made an effort to make mild eye contact. Then Theseus cleared his throat and ushered everyone into another room, and Queenie suggested making dinner, which I told her would honestly be really great. I missed her cooking. 

After they all left, Newt was stood in the doorway, rubbing his hands together before slowly coming over. “May I sit?” He gestured to the spot beside you. You didn’t want to speak so you just nodded.

As soon as he sat down you snuggled close, hugged his torso. He was honestly shocked, he thought surely you didn’t want to speak to him or interact with him after everything he’d put you through the last couple days. And he was somewhat right. You were angry, upset and every other negative emotion you could think of, but you were mostly so relieved that he was alright. “You should’ve told me.”

“I know...”

“Why didn’t you?” My grip tightened slightly. His arms moving to hold me still and rub my back like Queenie had been doing before. 

“I was worried Grindelwald might find you here all by yourself. I seriously thought about telling you that I was okay, but my fear stopped me from doing it. Then I got your letter and you said you were scared. And Theseus just scolded me in the kitchen, and he was right. If you were in my position, you would’ve told me, no matter what. You would’ve told me any fear or insecurity you may have had about it and then would have told me to be safe and that you’d be home soon. I didn’t do that for you and I am so sorry.”

I nuzzled closer. “It’s okay...” He shook his head. “It’s not okay. I scared you so bad. I can tell you haven’t been taking care of yourself. When was the last time you’ve eaten? And when did you hurt your hand?” He held my injured hand in his own, using his other hand to lightly graze his fingertips over the bandage. “I actually hurt it the day you left to talk to Dumbledore... and I haven’t really had much of an appetite...” I trialed off. “Theseus! Can you grab something for me? It’s in a little blue bottle and-” Theseus had walked in, making a bee line for the case. “I know, Newt.”

He smirked and began to pay his attention to me again. Slowly undoing the bandage and revealing the burn. I hadn’t messed with it much and tried my best to keep it dry. Every day I would stop myself and say, ‘Newt could come home today, so he’d be much more help’ then, when he wouldn’t, I’d just repeat it the next day. 

Theseus came over with the bottle and crouched in front of us. Shaking it and smiling up at me. “How are you feeling love?” I chuckled. “I’m exhausted, but I’m sure not as much as you all. Are you staying the night?” He nodded, opening the cork with his mouth. “Just for the night. Then Queenie and Jacob will-.” He poured the liquid onto my hand, and it burned... bad. Probably felt even worse than when I originally burned it.

I winced and leaned forward, resting my head on Newt’s thigh and tried to take deep breaths. “They’ll be leaving tomorrow afternoon by fairy.” I nodded and sat up straight with a big huff. He finally began to wrap it in something new and gently brought it to his lips, planting a kiss. “I’m sorry for the way my brother has treated you. He meant well.” I smiled.

“Dinners ready! Come have a seat sweetheart, I made your favorite!” Theseus helped me to my feet while Newt led me to the kitchen, pulling my chair out for me. We sat together, all smiles after realizing Newt and I were okay. As we ate, I asked a million different questions, to which everyone answered the best they could. No one kept anything out and Queenie even told me a bit about her time with Grindelwald, but not much, which I understood. It was a night spent with laughing and enjoying a nice meal. And later, as Newt and I laid down to go to bed, he apologized again. 

“I’m sorry.” His eyes were staring directly at mine and were refusing to move. He needed me to understand how serious he was, but I already knew. I brought my hands to cup his face, leaning in and planting a kiss on his lips. He pulled me close, deepening it before I had to pull away to breath. “I love you Newt.”

“I love you too.”

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Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary - You seem to have a crush on someone else. Newt gets tired of hearing you talk about this new guy and the letters you’ve been sending each other so he goes to ask his brother for advice on what to do.

A/N - I posted a couple days ago that I was annoyed that I felt like I read every Newt Scamander fic on Tumblr so I decided to write my own. If this is bad, then just ignore it, but if you like the way I write I’m always down to take requests. I’m awful at coming up with my own original ideas so if you had something in mind that you couldn’t find, I’d be more than happy to write it for you.

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Newt couldn’t understand why someone like you would date... someone like him. After you accompanied Newt to America, you’d gained a crush on a wizard working for the MACUSA. It kind of made him sick to his stomach. How you’d talk about this wizard he didn’t even remember meeting, let alone who you had somehow met during the trip. The trip was pure chaos, him and Tina almost getting killed and you somehow found time to meet some random guy? It truly didn’t make any sense. Theseus was getting tired of hearing Newt talk on and on about it. Though he was happy Newt was talking to him, he wished it was more brotherly or about anything else besides you and your stupid crush. What a stupid crush.

Theseus sighed loudly, stopping Newts talking immediately.

“Sorry...” he mumbled to himself. Theseus put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, causing Newt to lightly flinch. Even though they were quite literally brothers, and Newt has technically known Theseus HIS whole life, he still couldn’t get used to the touching or hugging. He didn’t think he ever would.

“Relax. It’s not like your talking to me just to talk about her.” He smirked and tried to meet Newt’s eyes. But his head was hung low as he played with his fingers. He would glance at his brother only for a moment, before going straight back to looking down at his lap.

“I just wished SHE’D stop talking about it too... it’s driving me insane...” He spoke so quietly at the end that Theseus hadn’t heard it, but he continued to talk like he had. 

“Maybe hmmm, I don’t know, tell her how you feel? She talks about you all the time too, maybe she’s just trying to make you jealous, so she doesn’t have to make the first move.” Again Newt shook his head.

“I could never do that and if she didn’t like me it would just make her uncomfortable. I don’t want that. She’s like my best friend..” Theseus sighed again and stood from his office couch, glancing at his watch. Anyone could tell by the stack of papers on his desk, and the ‘do not disturb’ sign on his door that Newt ignored, that he a lot to do. “I’m sorry, but I’ve got things to do.” He helped Newt to his feet and began walking him to the door. Opening it and gently guiding Newt out, letting out a final bit of advice.

“It’ll only hurt you more to hear her talk about it. Maybe telling her your feelings will ATLEAST get her to stop bringing it up. Your technically her boss, so it’d make sense.” Newt really didn’t like that idea and had already decided the second those words left his brother’s mouth that he was NOT going to be taking his advice. Theseus pulled him in for one last hug and closed the door. Now all Newt could do was go home and see how you were doing with the creatures while he was away on an ‘important meeting’ as he told you. He decided he’d walk, hoping it would help clear his mind.

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At home, the place Newt and I shared, I was downstairs with the animals. Tending to them and making sure nobody was hurt and everyone was staying out of trouble. I was kind of happy that Newt wasn’t home. It gave me some time to wait for a letter from Benjamin. He hadn’t written in a while, but I sent him a letter a couple days ago asking if he was alright. I knew today was an off day for him, so he’d at the very least write and send a letter today. I hoped it would make it before Newt got home from his meeting.

Newt...

He had been acting really strange lately. He’d been distant and cold since coming back from American. I tried to lighten his mood by telling him stories, or just chatting about whatever came to mind, but he never seemed to be paying attention as of late. It was bothering me. It must have been too good to be true that I could have moved on from him, met someone new and still tried to stay friends. It was like the universe was punishing me or like it was trying to make me choose between Newt and Ben... I wanted to choose Newt, but he never showed any interest in me. Ben was giving me attention... or at least he was before recently. Now it was like I was losing both of them and it hurt beyond belief. I sat down under Dougal’s tree as he climbed down to sit in my lap. He cuddled close and allowed me to snuggle him. Ever since I met Newt, he seemed to take a real liking to me. Anytime I was down here he always wanted to be held or he’d just follow me around. Once an Occamy nipped my finger, and he almost lost his mind. Newt had to come in and take him away from the poor little thing, as to not hurt it. It was my fault really; I shouldn’t have tried to pet him the way I had. This was long before I learned all the different creatures and what they did and didn’t like. Dougal still hasn’t looked at the Occamy’s the same.

I was so lost in thought; I hadn’t noticed an envelope slowly gliding towards us. One thing I loved about magic was how lazy it could be. I didn’t need to get up and check the mail because the mail always seemed to come to me, or Newt would get it for us. He was sweet like that. 

I reached out for it, gently taking it into my hands and bringing it closer to us. Dougal adjusted in my lap to be facing the letter too, almost like I was gonna read him a story. I tore the letter open, seeing Benjamin’s name and feeling excitement grow inside my chest. That didn’t last long though.

To y/n,

I hope this letter finds you well. We have been sending each other letters for a while now but I haven’t been responding. I had hope that you’d see this and understand that I didn’t want to have any sort of relationship with you anymore. I thought if I kept ignoring your letters, you’d eventually just stop sending them. I was wrong. In your most recent letter, you told me you have feelings for me, it was honestly a shock to say the least. Stop worrying about me, I’m fine and please don’t sending me letters. I didn’t think our talking would get this out of hand and I really didn’t think anything I said or did would give you any sort of impression that I had feelings for you. I think you might fall in love to easily. I really didn’t think I’d have to be this forward but here I go.

I don’t have feelings for you, I never have, and I want you to stop sending me letters. At first, it was sort of nice to keep in touch and chat but it’s getting too much. I couldn’t really say we were ever really friends. People at work have also figured out we were talking. Did you tell Tina about our letters? Why would you tell my boss something like that? Don’t send anymore letters, don’t even respond to this.

- Benjamin P. Clark

I felt my eyes water. Was I really annoying him that much? I broke down sobbing once he said he didn’t like me. The more I read the more hurt I felt. How could I be so stupid? How could I go for someone like him and then get my heart completely shattered? It wasn’t fair. I just wanted to have someone love me and it just... it felt like he at the very least liked me. I thought I might be happy and then when I told Newt he started ignoring me and it made me feel even more alone. Why couldn’t Newt just love me? Why did I have to be heartbroken twice in the same year? 

I couldn’t stop the sobs from coming out of my throat. I couldn’t tell how loud I was or even hear what was going on around me, I was just crying. Curling into myself and pulling Dougal into my chest. He didn’t let go and gently scratched at me; I think in an attempt to just pet me like I do with him. If I weren’t so distraught, it might’ve genuinely made me feel better.

“Y/n?” I didn’t hear who was calling my name. I didn’t even really hear my name at all, I was still just crying. I also didn’t hear the quick footsteps coming down the stairs and heading my direction. I didn’t hear them continue calling my name as they grew closer. I didn’t hear a thing until I felt, whoever it was, gently put their hand on my knee. I froze, beginning to just sniffle softly, to afraid to look up at the person in front of me. I knew now who it was. I could hear it wasn’t Bunty so the only other person it could be was Newt. Though I loved him, I still didn’t want to see him or have him even see ME like this. I never wanted to show this sort of thing to him. He’d never seen me cry before and now he had just walked in on me bawling my eyes out like a little baby.

“Are you hurt? Dougal?” I shook my head and moved my arms, allowing Dougal to free from my grasp and climb back into his tree. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to stay and comfort me, it was just that he knew Newt would be better at it and he felt he was leaving me in good hands. I pulled my legs back to my chest and tried to hide myself completely. Newt hadn’t said anything else, but I could feel him shift to sit next to me. There was a space between us, a line that he was refusing to cross, and for some reason that only made me want to cry more. I heard the sound of paper in his hands and knew he was looking over my letter. I wanted to grab it, tell him to mind his own business and run and hide somewhere in the basement but I couldn’t move. My body felt frozen in place. It didn’t take him long to put two and two together. I heard him let out a gentle sigh.

“You deserve someone who values you.��� I laughed quietly, finally lifting my head. It was a pained laugh, one he had never heard before. “That’s rich...” I rubbed the tears from my eyes though some continued to fall. “From my perspective it looks like I’m just bad at love...” He shook his head and inched himself closer. Still, there was this invisible line that stopped him. “I’m positive that someone out there sees you for who you truly are and loves you unconditionally. You just have to look in the right place.” I rolled my eyes, allowing them to land on his green ones. God I could stare at them everyday, for the rest of my life if he’d allow it. “Where’s the right place Newt? I’ve been single since the beginning of time.” I laid my feet out in front of me and moved my gaze to my shoes. “Even when I went to Hogwarts no one showed any interest... I went to the Yule Ball alone...”

He wasn’t saying anything to my question. I knew he didn’t mean an actual place, but I was angry and his words weren’t helping to ease the pain I was feeling. I could almost feel him hesitating to say something. I didn’t want to push him anymore than I already had. Newt never seemed like the type of person who was good at comforting people who were crying so I bet my presence was causing him discomfort. I started to make a move to get up and leave but he grabbed my wrist. I spun my head towards him, locking eyes immediately. He’d never grabbed me, or anyone for that matter, before. “Right here.” 

“What?”

“This is the right place. I’m right here and I love you.”

I shook my head and pulled my arm away, raising to my feet. He followed.

“Don’t say that just because your trying to make me feel better! That will only hurt me more if you lie like that!” I took a step back, new, fresh tears spilling down my cheeks. My eyes were beginning to burn from all the crying and I felt a headache coming soon.

“I’m not lying! I do love you; I’ve always loved you.”

“You’ve been avoiding me!” I yelled, pressing my finger to his chest.

“You’ve been avoiding me and not listening to me for almost a week! Why would you do that to someone you love!”

He grabbed my wrist. “I thought you were in love with someone else. I didn’t want my feelings to ruin any relationship you might have. But hearing you talk about that fool hurt me and I couldn’t take listening to it anymore.” He took in a deep breath, moving his hand from my wrist to gently hold my hand. “I didn’t have a meeting today... I went to ask Theseus for advice and he said I should confess my feelings for you. I wasn’t going to tell you but...” I saw his jaw clench in anger and he looked around the room for a moment before his eyes met mine again. “Walking through that door and hearing you crying,,, broke me more than hearing you were in love with someone else. I realized I could deal with you falling for someone else as long as you were happy. I thought you were hurt but then I saw you holding Dougal and I thought he was hurt and I just-”

I threw my arms around his neck, holding him close. He froze, not exactly knowing what to do. But he soon snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me as close to his body as he possibly could. He nuzzled his face into my neck and took in a deep breath. “I love you.” He mumbled into my skin. “I love you too.”

After a few moments we pulled away. He asked me to explain to him how I loved him while also liking someone else. I explained that I was trying to move on from him but I’ve been in love with him since our first year together at Hogwarts. He pulled me in for another hug, now deciding to rest his chin on my head. “You know, Theseus is usually terrible at advice.” I giggled and gently hit his back. “Be nice to your brother. We wouldn’t be like this if he hadn’t told you what to do.” I felt him grip me tighter. “I guess your right.”

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Why are there so little Newt Scamander Fics?

21Am I just not in the right tags or somethings? I feel like I just read everything there ever was in the past 3 days and now I can’t find anything that feels good and different. Like, I almost want to write my own stuff but I don’t think I’m that good of a writer to do that and it would just be me reading it so why bother?

Edit: I decided I’m going to write some Newt Scamander fics. I used to write stories on Wattpad so I don’t think I’m complete and utter trash. Click my account to read, or I might just keep updating this post with links. I will also try to write some Theseus cause I like him a lot too. I hope you enoy.

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Newt Scamander x Reader

Crush Crush Crush  - You seem to have a crush on someone else. Newt gets tired of hearing you talk about this new guy and the letters you’ve been sending each other so he goes to ask his brother for advice on what to do. (posted 6/1/22)

No Letters  -  Newt went to speak with Dumbledore and hasn’t come home. How long will he leave you waiting? (posted 6/1/22)

Animagus - Your an animagus. Your looking for food when Newt finds you. You seem hurt so he decides he wants to take care of you. How long will it take before he realizes your actually a witch? (posted 6/6/22)

Dinner -  Your Newt’s “partner” with taking care of the creatures. But he’d been ignoring his brother. After a bit of persistence, you convince him to have dinner together. (posted 6/6/22)

A Nifflers Love - The nifflers love you. All they want is your attention. Whether you're wearing the shiniest necklace or the dullest watch they see you as something much more important. (posted 6/7/22)

Rainy Days - Alone in London, trapped in a library, and waiting for the rain to pass... Could this trip be any more of a failure? You start to wonder what you should do when a man, just a soaked as you are, comes to seek shelter in a now not so empty library. (posted 6/21/22)

Found -  Newt left you and you had no idea why. He was someone you could never stop thinking about but as luck would have it, he found you. Will he leave you again? Will he be honest about how he truly feels? Or will he hurt you all over again? (posted 7/25/23)

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Theseus Scamander x Reader

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Vaccine

Can I just say that the lady who gave me my first dose of the vaccine a couple months back was a BITCH. If you know me irl you’d know I am TERRIFIED of needles. I used to scream and cry when I was a kid, then I had an accident when I was in high school and had to get a blood test, and literally almost fainted and had a really bad panic attack in the waiting room. Got my blood tested again a few years later and had another panic attack. Long story short, I hate needles.

so I go to get my vaccine with my twin and they separate us, mind you we both have horrible anxiety and neither of us had the courage to speak up. I get this old white lady. She asks me normal questions they ask you there and I’m answering them perfectly, but the whole thing I’m shaking and bouncing my leg a lot. I’m breathing a bit heavy, my hands are sweaty, I’m rubbing my chest a bit in hopes it’ll help ease my racing heart. And she ignores me. Then she put the vaccine in the needle, faces me and finally decides to say something about it. “Hun, if you don’t relax your gonna pass out. Just relax.” Easier said then done. I nod my head, and tell her to please just do it, so we can get it over with but she continues to tell me over and over again to “just relax, why aren’t you relaxing? It’s gonna hurt really bad if you don’t relax because you might make me mess up” which obviously does not help make me feel relaxed. Then she just sighs loudly, pricks me with the needle and it FUCKING HURT. I felt like she fucking stabbed me. Then it was over she was like “See it wasn’t a big deal, I don’t see why you were freaking out.” But then she doesn’t let me leave and is very adamite that if I were to leave I’d just pass out instantly. But if she knew how to read someone's body language, she’d see I was doing a look better, I was still trembling a bit but other than that I wasn’t bouncing my leg, the sweating stopped and I was having a much easier time breathing. But she refused to let me leave, finally pretending to care, “I don’t think you should get up, your gonna pass our because you wouldn’t just relax.” Again, I have anxiety so I didn’t have the courage to say anything. But eventually she let me leave and told me next time to, “be less nervous” like I can control that?

But happy ending, when I got the next dose, the lady I got was this nice younger black woman, who noticed my nerves, acknowledged my fears, told me everything that was going to happen, and even went a lot slower as to not hurt me. Then when I was done, she got really excited and told me how brave I was, happily gave me a sticker and sent me on my way. It was nice, and it was weird because the first does hit me really hard, but the second dose didn’t hit at all. It was like the change it attitude and fear affected how I was going to feel after. 

[madisonshoneybun]

I always thought it was Suga remembering how much pressure Kageyama put on himself to be the best. He said before that, if he could, he would want to play every position. But now he's a point where he knows he has a team to support him so he doesn't have to worry about being perfect.

So instead of telling Kageyama "Win this thing" which could have easily put him back into his king mentality and made him feel pressured he said "LET'S win this thing" implying everyone as a team could do it. You know?

Does anyone knows what this means? T^T

[madisonshoneybun]

Me: getting sad the manga is over even tho I've never read it

Also me: just finished season one cause I can't seem to finish any anime I start 😂😂

Also also me: starting to binge the whole thing cause the mangas over and I want to know every thing😂

everyone in the haikyuu fandom is like “IT’S OVER ILL MISS YOU HAIKYUU AHHH”

bitch I just finished to the top…

[madisonshoneybun]

You ever just read a fanfic you wrote and just squeal at how adorable it is, but ur too scared to post it??? Just me????

[madisonshoneybun]

Um....... I just watched the 2nd season of an anime not realizing that the 1st season was under a different name so I just spoiled the whole thing for myself...... KILL ME PLZZZZ