#newt scamander my beloved

[funnyexel]

Short Stories

A little cuddle session (Gender/Sexuality Friendly)

Potential Yandere x Abused Fem!Reader

Quiet Tsundere x Reader

Yandere Villian x Identified Female Reader 

I’ve Missed You Beloved (Jack Sparrow x Gender Neutral Reader)

Newt Scamander x Black Female Reader (Oneshot)

Afraid of My Words (Request : Billy Loomis x Black Female Reader)

Give Yourself To Me (August Walker x Black Female Reader)

Second Chance (Gally x Black Female Reader)

Lets Play a Game (Albert Shaw x Black Female Reader)

A Routine (Brahms x Black Female Reader)

Yandere Blurbs

he's obsessed (yandere blurb)

loves you. hates them. (yandere blurb)

a thrill ride of obsession (yandere blurb)

its the stalker (yandere blurb)

missing items (yandere blurb)

what if your stalker loses the remaining piece of human decency he has left (yandere blurb)

[dreaminginpastels]

Hello! I was wondering if I could send in a request - hcs/any other format, about what it's like being best friends with Newt Scammander? If it is possible, male reader would be awesome! Thank you in advance!

being best friends with newt scamander would include…

the two of you meeting at hogwarts

you get sorted into the same house, and bunk together

newt would’ve been shy at first - he’s always been better with creatures than with people

but, much like his beloved companions, with enough patience and determination he would slowly start to trust you

he would spend all his time between the dorm and sneaking into the Forbidden Forest to find and care for magical creatures

you were slightly more social than him, and he found himself growing fond of you - he would look forward to your company and mope around the dorm when you weren’t there

the first time he let you into his briefcase was a turning point in your friendship. he gave you a sign of his devotion to you, and in return, he got to watch in awe as you treated his pride and joy with the utmost care and tenderness

soon, the two of you would spend countless hours tending to his creatures. you became his scribe, noting down his observations in records that would preserve and inform the wizarding community about these misunderstood creatures. 

you’d get used to hearing yelps, groans, and muttered curse words, and would abandon your notebook to tend to his wounds, scolding him for being careless while the two of you knew that his big heart was his deepest treasure. his gift to the world. 

whenever you had bad days, he would tenderly console you - his gentle voice and unassuming demeanour always the most soothing comfort for your troubled soul

the two of you would go on adventures together, within the briefcase, and eventually, you would encourage him to travel and share his gifts around the world

you would always be there by his side, his most devoted best friend 

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a/n: hello lovely! thank you for being my first newt scamander request, and my first headcanon request too! I figured that I’d give headcanons a go and we can see if it’s a miserable failure or a fun way for me to engage creatively that’s slightly lower pressure haha, thanks for taking a chance on me ☺️

thank you for your patience 🤍

[iamthemain-character]

It’s Always Been You

full of regrets and wishes, newt gets a second chance, and this time he isn’t going to squander it.

newt scamander x reader, leta lestrange x newt scamander

gender neutral pronouns

TW: Leta’s a lil toxic in this

as requested by @icedberrytea part two to Tolerate It :)

harry potter masterlist

7 weeks, 2 days, 5 hours, and 36 minutes.

That’s how long it had been since Newt had seen Y/n. He had chastised himself a million times over since then for living them on his doorstep, too blinded to understand what their confession meant.

Halfway through his luncheon with Leta Newt had realized that when Y/n said “I love you” they meant they loved him, the way he loved them. Quickly he had rushed home, but he was too late. Y/n had gone, with no trace left behind. They weren’t at home, none of their friends knew or would say where Y/n was, and as the days passed they never came back.

Newt never thought his heart could be so heavy as it was. Everything made him think of Y/n, and he rued the days he took them for granted. Newt wished that he could find them, tell them they were right and that he was sorry. Tell them he loved them.

“Newt, are you with me?”

Waking from his inner thoughts, Newt turned and saw Leta looking at him expectantly. He slowly blinked, realizing he had no idea what she had been saying.

A bitter smile appeared on Leta’s face, and she shook her head. “It’s Y/n isn’t it?”

“I just wish I knew where they are.”

Leta placed her hands on Newt’s arms, rubbing softly. “Maybe it’s time you let them go. You’ve already spent enough time worrying, and maybe they don’t want to come back. It’s time to focus on you, Newt.”

“You mean focus on you.”

Leta blinked a couple times, head cocking in confusion. “I’m sorry?”

Newt slid his arms out of her grasp. “The problem is I didn’t spend enough time focusing and worrying about Y/n, and now I’ve lost the person who meant the most to me. I let myself get distracted.” Tears welled up in Newt’s eyes, but he refused to let them fall.

“Newt, I know you miss them, but you have your friends, your brother, and you have me-“

“But I don’t want you.” Newt blurted out suddenly, tired of Leta’s excuses. “I want Y/n, I always have. I just forgot that for a while.”

Leta also had tears in her eyes, but her jaw was set as she looked at Newt. “I love you Newt, you must know that.”

Newt shook his head, scoffing slightly. “You never loved me Leta, you loved who you thought I could be for you. And when I couldn’t be that, you went to my brother. You can’t have both of us Leta.”

Leta’s jaw dropped slightly, her mouth agape at Newt’s forwardness. For a moment she just stared, then she turned her gaze down as if she were ashamed. When Leta looked back up at Newt, any emotion was gone. “Yes, you’re right. I’m marrying your brother, we are perfect for each other.” She let out a sigh, a small smile appearing. “Then go if you must, find your happiness. Though I’ll be here, waiting for you.”

Newt shook his head as he started to back away. “I won’t be back.”

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Frustrated, Newt ran his hands through his hair. No matter what he did, Y/n seemed to have just disappeared. Tirelessly Newt had looked, hoping to find some clue or for them to turn up, but as night settled in he knew it was time to care for the creatures.

Walking down the stairs, a small smile graced Newt’s face as he saw his beloved friends. The cacophony of various chattering and murmuring was a comforting sound, and so he allowed himself to get swept up in the chores.

Just as Newt felt ready to collapse from exhaustion, he headed to his last destination, the Bowtruckle tree. Pickett had run off some time ago, and Newt wondered if he was possibly getting along with his fellow Bowtruckles. As Newt approached the tree, however, his eyes were met with a figure standing just in front of it.

On the person’s finger was Pickett, and he was talking excitedly, his finger-like branches reaching up and out. The person laughed, reaching out the forefinger so the bowtruckle could hold on.

“I know, I know, I’ve missed you too.”

Newt froze where he was, the voice being one he could recognize anywhere. Either Newt was hallucinating, or Y/n was standing in his home once more, looking as beautiful as ever.

“Y/n.” It was just barely a whisper, but Y/n turned their head to look at Newt. They took a deep breath in, gently setting Pickett down before they approached Newt.

“I’m sorry to drop in like this, unannounced. I wanted to return this.” Y/n produced a key from their pocket, an enchanted one that Newt had given them so Y/n could come and go as they pleased. “And truthfully, I wanted to see everyone one last time.”

Newt stood frozen, unable to breathe or think, his heart racing. Y/n took this to mean that he was angry, so they nodded their head and turned to leave. Watching them leave snapped Newt into action, and he carefully grabbed their wrist.

“No, please, don’t go.” Newt was desperate, not wanting to lose the person he loved again. “I am so sorry Y/n. For the most part, you were right. I allowed myself to get distracted, thinking that Leta’s approval could make me worthwhile. But it was never her, or Hogwarts, or anyone else’s approval I needed. I needed to accept myself as I was, no matter how strange or alien I seemed. And the one person who never asked me to be anything else was you, and I took that for granted. And for that I am so, so, deeply and terribly sorry. I won’t blame you if you leave again, but I have missed you every day, and I wish I could treat you with the attention and respect you deserve.”

Y/n blinked back unshed tears, sliding up their hand so Newt’s was holding their’s. “You said I was half right; what was I wrong about?”

Newt took a step closer, looking into Y/n’s eyes. His voice was just a whisper when he spoke, but it was all Y/n needed to hear. “I wasn’t in love with Leta, I am in love with you. I always have been. I just hope you can forgive me for being such a fool.”

Y/n wrapped their arms around Newt, pulling him in and holding him close. “How could I not forgive you, I love you too much.” Pulling back, Y/n gently leaned in and touched their lips to Newt’s.

Newt leaned into the kiss, having craved this touch for a long time. His arm’s wrapped around Y/n’s waist, pulling them flush to his body. He was sweet and gentle, enjoying feeling Y/n’s warm lips on his. Newt’s face was red from blushing, but his heart was filled with warmth of having the person he loved most in his arms.

[eddieredmayneargentinablog]

"Day of The Jackal FIRST LOOK: Eddie Redmayne is every inch the suave assassin while filming Sky's 'modern reimagining' of the thriller in Croatia", Daily Mail, November 6, 2023.

Eddie Redmayne was seen for the first time on the set of Sky's  new TV adaption of The Day of The Jackal in Croatia on Monday.

The British actor, 41, cut a suave figure as he shot scenes as assassin known as the Jackal, originally played by Edward Fox in the classic 1973 film. 

Eddie was dressed all in black and teamed a sweater with smart trousers for the shoot which took place in a busy market.

The Oscar winner could be seen chatting to the crew before jumping behind the wheel of a swanky sports car for a complex action scene. 

Originally a novel by Frederick Forsyth the story follows the story of the trained killer who is hired to is hired to assassinate French president Charles de Gaulle.

According to the Hollywood Reporter the producers, of which Eddie is one, have described the adaption as a 'bold, modern reimagining of the beloved and respected novel and film.' 

And while the series, written by Top Boy creator Ronan Bennett, will pay homage to the original it will be set in the world modern world of geo-politics.

Producer Gareth Neame said: “We are excited to bring to life Ronan Bennett’s re-imagining of Forsyth’s revered thriller in the complex world in which we live today and are incredibly fortunate to have an actor of Eddie’s calibre as our Jackal'.

It comes after Eddie  credited his parents for his successful career in a rare candid interview.

The actor said it was his father, Richard, a banker, and mother Patricia, who ran a relocation company, and their willingness to allow him to pursue  his interest in acting at an early age that allowed him to flourish in his career.

'I loved music and singing and acting at school,' the Fantastic Beast franchise star told Today's Willie Geist in an interview. 'To my parents' credit, which now as a parent myself I really do hold high, anything I had an interest in or my brothers had an interest in, they supported.' 

The future star attended the Jackie Palmer Studios Stage School in London where his classmates including James Corden, Jamie Dornan and Aaron Taylor-Johnson. 

The father of two shares Iris, seven and Luke, five, with his wife of nine years, Hannah Bagshawe.

Eddie, who won the Academy Award for his portrayal of the late physicist Stephen Hawking in The Theory of Everything.

In addition to the Oscar, Eddie won a Tony in 2010 for his work in Red and will soon return in a production of Cabaret after starring as Emcee in the musical in London's West End. 

Still most fans know him for his role as Newt Scamander in the Fantastic Beasts films. He's starred in three of the magical adventures, but said he isn't sure when or if a fourth is in the works.

Speaking to Indiewire the actor explained, 'It’s more a question for J. K. Rowling and David Yates and Warners, but I don’t know, I’m afraid. I can’t add to that, adding, 'I love playing Newt, he’s a sweet man".

....

[lacollectionneuse1967]

fic updates/preview ?

in over my head yet again...

started outlining a new theseus fic!!

multi-chapter dark police procedural.

+ slow burn romance.

the year is 1950.

for five years theseus has been working for the american auror's office: some shitty, underfunded post in rural massachusetts. after his brother died at the hands of grindelwald and war swept through europe like a bad dream, theseus could no longer stomach england, could no longer stomach personhood. newt's death swallowed theseus's life and then death itself swallowed the world--wwii came and went. theseus moved to the u.s. without looking back.

five long, hard years on the force have left him worn and hardened. less of a person and more of a profession--without his work all he has is grief.

working as an auror in america has been nothing like working in england, or in europe.  overseas, there’s some semblance of law and order and magical propriety, some strung-together “magical community" exists. but america is 40x as large as the rainy island theseus hails from. stretches of cornfields and barren plains, unbroken mountains and blackened swamps and dreary little pockets of death and magic, everywhere. abandoned churches and truck stops and rotting bridges. aurors are spread thin and not respected here. dark wizards get away with nearly anything. nearly. theseus is that nearly. he can't obliterate the darkness but he can chip away at the edges.

it's all routine. instant coffee and donuts and fluorescent lighting. with an uncooperative magical population and far too much ground to cover, his job has mostly been documenting crimes that he's powerless to solve.

but then magical children start disappearing across the whole of new england.

the country is in an uproar. there's talks of shutting down the school.

the u.s. magical congress blames a dark wizard serial killer and sets theseus's office on the killer's trail, but theseus senses that a far more sinister conspiracy is at play. no bodies have been found--he believes the children must still be alive somewhere. for now, at least...

enter Y/N. defense against the dark arts professor and the youngest instructor at ilvermony school of witchcraft and wizardry.

your most beloved student was one of the children who was taken, and you'll stop at nothing to get him back, even if it means having to work alongside the withheld and terminally grouchy theseus scamander. your student was like a little brother to you. you couldn't live with yourself if you didn't at least try to find him.

theseus isn't too keen on letting you help with the investigation. he can hardly stand you, to be frank. sometimes he just looks at you and feels his hollow chest ache, he doesn't know why or what to do with it. he can't bear to have anyone get close to him--not after newt's death--but, as the investigation unfolds, he also realizes he can't bear to see you hurt, and 'close to him' is the only place he can keep you safe.... theseus couldn't save his own little brother, but maybe he can still save yours. he believes his life has been wasted and ravaged by time--that, by some sorry accident, he's lost his soul--but if his life can be of use to you, then it could never be useless...

besides, there's a case to crack and you're the only one who can help him.

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workplace romance with a bit of the bodyguard trope! hurt-comfort elements too (theseus thinks he's too broken to love, boo).

the mystery / detective storyline gets VERYYYY dark but there's still the slow burn romance & magical aspect to provide some levity, i think! basically it;s you and theseus uncovering some really dark, crazy shit and forming an unbreakable trauma-bond because of it :0))) but also!! romance and grumpy-sunshine banter muahaha

think true detective s1 / twin peaks meets The Bodyguard (1992)

thoughts? LIKE is this something you're interested in reading or should i stick to the fluffy theseus stories i'd planned before :o ?

[the-desilittle-bird]

Author's Note- My first one shot related to a song. Though it's a Hindi song, I loved writing for it. Hope you all like it.

Thank you and Enjoy your reading!

Broken yet Beautiful Doll

Tom Hiddleston x Desi!Reader

Summary- (Y/N)'s moments spend with her knight in shining armor in the light of moon...

Tag List- @shopping, @bbgmonsay, @lastwandastan, @eudximoniakr, @saraelizabeth26, @girlnred, @hc-geralt-23, @omgsuperstarg, @strangesthirdeye, @clea-strange-is-the-way, @lana, @kenzi-woycehoski, @nyx2021, @all-things-fandomstuck, @newt-scamander-is-hot-af, @moon-light1415, @candypurplebutterfly

Warnings- A bit steamy. Nothing else though

GIF Credits to @your-eyes-were-full-of-regret

To be an actress in an industry such as Hollywood was a difficult job from the very start and having a conservative parents only added to the difficulty levels. And the addition of media and paparazzi in this deal is just... tiring.

God blessed (Y/N) with Tom to keep her sanity safe from all the insane things in her life. He was the moon to her dark night sky; the sun to her clear blue skies. Her knight in shining armor.

With (Y/N) wrapping up Game of Thrones, the media was going absolutely crazy. Adding to that was HBO's official post announcing the much awaited nude scene featuring the actress with her on-screen love interest, Nikolaj Coster-Waldau.

The announcement of her nude scene had not only created chaos in the media, but also in (Y/N)'s family. Her mother had given her an almost threatening lecture, while her father talked of how it would effect (Y/N)'s chances of finding a perfect husband; only that they weren't aware of Tom's presence in her life.

The famous actress sat down on the sofa with a sigh, her eyes locked on the screen of her mobile. Tears welling up in her (E/C) eyes as she recalled her mother's words and her father's disapproving tone.

"Is everything alright, (Y/N)?" The soothing voice of Tom vibrated in her ears as his smell intoxicated her senses, his hands wrapping around her waist. "Usual melodrama of maa," she sighed, snuggling into his chest.

"She only cares about you, darling," Tom said, his fingers running through her (H/C) hair, making her purr like their black cat, whom (Y/N) named Loki. "Threatening me with 'Tum ghar aana phir dikhati hu' is so much lovely," (You come home, then I will show you) (Y/N) said sarcastically.

Tom chuckled lightly, kissing her hairline. "It's almost midnight," he stated casually, making (Y/N) hum.

Bikharney Ka Mujhko

Shauq Hai Bada

Sameitega Mujko

Tu Bata Zara

Tom looked down at the lady in his arms. The (H/C) hair of his beloved shone in the moonlight, glistening as if a gemstone. Her eyes closed, while a bit of kohl beneath her eyes laid smudged from rubbing her eyes constantly. In short, (Y/N) looked a mess instead of the gorgeous lady in front of the red carpets.

"You look a mess. Or may I dare say, like a broken yet beautiful doll," Tom noted with a teasing smile. (Y/N) laughed, sitting in between his legs. "I love to look like a mess, or as you beautifully placed it, 'a broken yet beautiful doll'. The question is: will you be there to collect me?"

Tom smiled, glancing at the ceiling-to-floor window. "Of course, darling," Tom smiled, making the young actress smile widely. "

Dekh Ke Tujhey Hi Raat Ki Hawa Ne

Saans Thaam Li Hai Haath Ke Tarah Haaye

Ki Aankhon Mein Teri Raat Ki Nadi

Tom picked (Y/N) up in bridal style, taking her out to the huge balcony attached to their shared bedroom. The soft breeze caressed their skins, bringing a unique warmth to them.

Tom's breath hitched silently as he looked upon the lady beside him. All soft and vulnerable before his ocean eyes. London's lights illuminating the perfections and imperfections on her face.

Tom could see the sight of entire London in her (E/C) eyes. Lights dancing in her eyes like ballerinas performing a ballet. The sweet dance with precise timings and smooth dance moves.

Ho Kho Rahe Hain Dono Ek Doosre Mein

Jaise Sardiyon Ki Sham Mein Dhuan

(Y/N) and Tom's eyes met at the same moment. The entire world drifting away, leaving the couple along with the beauty of the entire world. The night breeze singing songs of love as the two stepped closer.

"What else did they say?" Tom whispered, his lips too close to hers. "Papa said that I won't find any good husband," she whispered back, gazing deeply into his blue, deep eyes. Tom smirked, his hands strongly holding her waist.

"Perhaps, I should meet him." They were too close to deem appropriate, almost taking in the same air. Their lips met in a combination of passion and lust. Hands threading through each other's hairs, tugging on them.

Hands went through the thin, dark shirt (Y/N) wore, tracing patterns on her skin as they moved up, leaving behind goosebumps and sending pleasures right to her core.

Lips and tongues clashed in a battle of who know what. As for dominance, it seemed like (Y/N) abandoned the dominance for the night, letting Tom take control over her for tonight.

Never before had they been so close, always stopping after a kiss or two on necks and behind ears. But tonight, the passion was too much, too consuming for both to stop.

Tom pressed (Y/N) against the wall. A gasp breaking through her throat at the contact of the cold wall on her warm, too hot, skin. Tom kissed her neck, creating a purple bruise after another.

The two conjoined there as if the smoke in the winter night. Breathing together and riding the waves of pleasure with each other.

Tom pulled away to look at the masterpiece he created on the canvas his lady love's body was. Hair disheveled, lips swollen, eyes wide with darkness of pleasure clouding them; all along with the black-purple bruises littered over her neck and collarbone.

The rest of the night was spent in the warmth of embraces and waves of pleasure mixed with pain. Sweet words and comforting promises whispered into the ears. A beautiful future ensured.

Perhaps the nature always paired two different beings together. One who likes to break and the other who wishes to collect. A person who can praise and one who can receive it and stay humble.

[potterwatch-transcripts]

First Broadcast: 15th December 1998

Lee Jordan: Good Evening wizarding world, and welcome to Potterwatch, Britains premier Harry Potter appreciation show. My name is River, and with me as always is beloved man, my frequently maimed co-host, Rapier.

George Weasley: You say Britain’s premier show, like there’s some git in Laos who loves Harry Potter even more than us.

Lee: I refuse to rule out that possibility. What news do you have for us today Rapier.

George: Actually River, breaking news. We go live to our correspondent in the field, Roonil. Hello Roonil.

Harry Potter: Hello Rapier. I stand outsider Borgin and Burke’s in Knockturn ally, where a serious raid, led by legendary cool dude Arthur Weasley of the misuse of Muggle Artifacts office, has just taken place.

George: I hear that Weasley has many handsome sons.

Harry: Very true Rapier. 10/10 would snog Bill. Ah here comes Mr Weasley now. Mr Weasley, do you have a few minutes to talk to Potterwatch?

Arthur Weasley: We’ll of course.

Harry: What’s been happening here sir?

Arthur: Well…(under his breath) Harry what’s your radio code name?

Harry: Roonil.

Arthur: Well Roonil, in my studies of Muggle artefacts, I recently discovered several Muggle toys that had been cursed, causing Muggle children to attempt to resurrect He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named through blood sacrifice.

Harry: How awful. Was it success Mr Weasley?

Arthur: Luckily no. The cursed toys were actually toys for babies, which only resulted is several particularly vicious infants. As babies are, generally speaking, rubbish at murder, there was very little issue. Some toddlers did manage to break into the ministry of magic, but that was only an isolated incident that happened seven or eight times.

Harry: And you tracked these cursed toys to Borgin and Burke’s?

Arthur: I did indeed Roonil. Turns out they had been created prior to the most recent rise of you know who, and stored at the shop.

Harry: Amazing, thank you Mr Weasley. Back to you Rapier.

George: Thank you Roonil. How many babies do you think you could beat in a fight River? No magic, hand to hand only.

River: Babies are very puntable. I’d say at least 60 before fatigue wears in.

George: We ask the important questions here on potter watch.

Lee: And speaking of babies, do we have any news concerning world renowned former infant Harry Potter?

George: We do River. Potter has returned his Order of Merlin 1st Class to the ministry, saying he doesn’t think he’s earned it.

Lee: Didn’t he kill Voldemort.

George: Yeah but I could’ve done that. Potter accepted a 3rd Class OM instead from Minister Shacklebolt, and said he would like to ‘earn his way back to 1st’. I personally will be keeping mine, as it’s a good way to pick up chicks.

Lee: How come you got 1st? I only got 2nd!

George: I dunno, my dashing good looks?

Lee: I will be having words with the minister over this gross oversight. And now we have a special guest in the studio. Please put your hands together for a very very special guest, Runespoor.

Newt Scamander: a pleasure to be on the show Mr River.

Lee: Now Runespoor, you are very familiar with many of the magical creatures that inhabit our world. Firstly, could you please tell me, which one is your favourite?

Newt: Well River, I am fond of them all. Each magical creature has something to commend it. I suppose I’m partial to a Niffler. Those cheeky chaps are simply delightful.

Lee: I myself own several, so you’re in good company. Now Runespoor, could you tell us a bit about what you did during the fight against Voldemort.

Newt: Well I don’t like to show off, but I’d already helped bring down a dark wizard, so I was planning on staying out of it, and using what I know to protect muggles and creatures. However a ghastly man named McNair tried to recruit me. After I transfigured him into a penguin, I fled with my wife, and we set up, I suppose you could call it an Underground Railroad.

Lee: What did that involve?

Newt: I helped ferry muggleborns to safety abroad. Mostly to Africa, where Voldemort’s evil hadn’t spread. I also acted on some orders Dumbledore had left me, convincing powerful and intelligent magical creatures to band against Voldemort, or stay neutral. I didn’t fight in the battle of Hogwarts, my knees aren’t up to it you see, but I supplied that nice Charlie Weasley with some of my ideas. And my grandson Rolf was there. He stopped an acromantula from eating a Miss Luna Lovegood.

Lee: Amazing Runespoor. We just have time for a few questions from our listeners.

George: Runespoor, this is from Doris Purkiss. ‘How do I convince my pet Chizpurfle, Stanley, to stop eating my muggle neighbours electric cables’

Newt: Well Doris, I suggest you feed Stanley the left overs of any potions you have, or else go to a muggle shop and by what they call ‘Bat-arries’

George: Thank you Runespoor. A quick one from a Mr H. Potter. ‘Help my Hippogriff is an arse who keeps mauling my friends’

Newt: Mr Potter, that’s just Hippogriff’s being Hippogriff’s. Your friends probably failed to respect them properly. I can send you a copy of ‘Hippogriffs: Why they rock and how to help them’ by Barnaby Lee.

George: Thanks Runespoor. And finally, Charlie Weasley (age 26) asks ‘what is your favourite Dragon. Mine is a Hebridean Black’

Newt: Oh Charlie, a very good question. I love all dragons, though I am fond of the Peruvian vipertooth. However I think my favourite for nostalgia reasons is the Ukrainian Ironbelly.

Lee: Thank you so much Runespoor. It has been a pleasure. That’s our show ladies and gents. I’ve been River.

George: and I’ve been Rapier.

Lee: The next password will be ‘Horntail’. Goodnight

[inastarlesssky]

So I made the grievous, terrible (and by that I mean it's wonderful but now I'm laughing way too much at the things I'm seeing) mistake of looking up videos of Eddie Redmayne and Fantastic Beasts things, and I've found:

A video of Magical History with Ezra Miller

A video in which the 12th Doctor gets a call from Newt Scamander (I got heart palpitations here. Two of my most beloved characters. . .and Newt's just like "Uh...no, that's not him. Uhm excuse me, n-no...nevermind."

And the discovery that Eddie Redmayne narrates Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

[tourne]

valerya / vae ✧ lucerys velaryon's apologist, newt scamander's newfound niffler, and a history lover.

twenty-four, she/her, asian, talkative enfp pisces, 8w7, proud ravenclaw, @drqgone 's new account

tag guide ✧

​# ★. vae's library archive .⁠｡⁠* — fics recommendation

# ★｡. vae's hotel library `* — smutfics recommendation

# ☆. gifsets ∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠° — gifsets and will divided by each fandom

# ♬ . ｡⁠vaecore *⁠.` — aesthetic or beauty related

# ✿. vae's ramble session 💭 — the thing where i ramble about things that picked up my mind 24/7

# ✯. shitposts — shitposts from either official tumblr or twitter and algorithm does it

# ๑. vae's simps`* — my beloved people i love so so much i even simping over them 24/7

stanlist ♡

house of the dragon — Aegon and Aemond Targaryen, Alicent Hightower, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Lucerys and Jacaerys Velaryon, Helaena Targaryen

marvel — Peter Parker, Moon Knight, Matt Murdock, Bucky Barnes, Scott Lang, Sam Wilson, Pietro Maximoff

star wars universe — Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Poe Dameron, Din Djarin, Obi-Wan Kenobi

celebrities — Olivia Cooke, Tom Glynn-Carney, Ewan Mitchell, Oscar Isaac, Emma D'Arcy, Pedro Pascal, Paul Rudd, Anthony Mackie, Charlie Cox, May Calamawy.

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I was going to leave a comment on the fic itself, and I probably will when I reread it later, but I'm still figuring out how Tumblr works so I thought this would be easier! I'm so deeply in love with your writing. Reading To Be or Not To Be was so fun. I had to spot at times and laugh physically out loud. I loved the, intentional(?), parallel of Seb bringing reader in to the Ministry with Tina bringing in Newt. It made my heart so full and so happy. The faceclaims too!!!! Angela Basett and Ana De Armas my beloveds. AND MARK STRONG?? Dud would play the best Minister of Magic EVER. And Pedro/Elliot????? Yes. Please. I'm super giddy and excited to read more and VERY ready to see the PhilMaj!! Keep up the amazing work, Athen!!! Much love!!

ACKK TYSM <33 i kind of have a strong attachment towards fantastic beasts or just the scamander brothers in general which kind of shows through my works 😭😭 (yes that part was influenced by tina and newt) TYSM FOR UR FEEDBACKK,,, it makes writing so much more motivating snd insipring <3333 im so happy ur enjoying it 🥺🥺

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Magical Arts: April's Writing Challenge Winner!

For April, the task involves writing a new chapter for the 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them' book. The chapter, however, needs to include either a new mythological creature that you have created yourself or an existing mythological creature that doesn't appear in Newt Scamander's beloved book.

2nd Place: Greta12

The Hippalectryon and What It Is

Similar to many creatures of the wizarding world, such as the Hippogriff and the Hippocampus, the Hippalectryon is a hybrid mix of two pre existing Muggle animals – in this case, the front half being the head, upper torso, and front legs of a horse, and the back half being the tail end, wings, and back legs of a rooster. In summary, it has two wings, four legs, one head, and one tail. Hippalectryon are slightly larger than the average horse, and have been reported as “intimidating.”

Small details vary between the creatures, such as longer or shorter rooster feathers and horse manes, as well as differing amounts of rooster claws. Hippalectryon come in a wide variety of colors, though the most common combination seems to be that of red, gold, and warm brown – the horse portion of the creature being brown, and the rooster feathers red and gold. Their sex is not differentiated through coloring. The only noticeable difference is in their verbal calls. Females sound similar to a horse whinnying, while males sound similar to that of a rooster crow.

Fewer details are known about the Hippalectryon than is ideal, as it seems to be a rare and elusive creature. Unlike the rooster, it is extremely fast, able to reach speeds well over 85 miles per hour in a matter of seconds. It is strongly suspected, but not 100% confirmed, that Hippalectryon have either camouflage or invisibility abilities. Magizoologist sources report glimpsing several Hippalectryon in the wild, only for them to vanish a moment later without logical explanation. Feathers retrieved have proved to possess no obvious magical properties.

The Hippalectryon’s native and preferred habitat is the forest, where thick underbrush and knitted canopies provide protection from outer threats. They are solitary creatures, sticking to themselves in herds of five to ten. They have mainly been spotted in Western and Southern Europe (France, Portugal), though there have been two sightings of single Hippalectryon in South Asia, specifically India. Due to their fast flight, perhaps those Hippalectryon strayed from their herd?

The creatures seem to have unusually long lifetimes and slow aging. When born, sources report that they look like a cross between a cockerel and a foal, and grow up similar to the way those species do. They often remain for many decades as a “foakerel” (a portmanteau created to indicate a baby Hippalectryon) before maturing into a young adult, and then a full grown Hippalectryon. They are capable of living for over a century if left unharmed and healthy. Both females and males stay roughly equal in size throughout life.

I first stumbled upon the Hippalectryon during a visit to Landes, France. While wandering through the Landes de Gascogne Regional Natural Park on a day when it was mostly unoccupied due to the rain early that morning, I came across an unusually large herd of eleven. I managed to hide myself behind a large tree before they spotted me, and thus was able to observe them in secret. The herd was comprised of four full grown males, five full grown females, and two foakerel (genders unknown, likely ages three and five in wizarding years).

From my watchings, I learned that females are the dominant sex in Hippalectryon herds. Hunting parties are generally a mix of both males and females, while the other half of the herd remains back to protect the foakerel, if there are any. Hippalectryon are nomadic creatures, building temporary nests made of branches and leaves, and then tearing them down before vacating the area. They rarely roost in the same place twice. Their diets mainly consist of vegetation found in the forests they inhabit, though they do eat meat.

Eventually the herd sensed my presence, I don’t know how – it had started to rain once more, and perhaps they caught my scent on the wind. One male and one female advanced on me, while the rest of the Hippalectryon took down their nest and flocked to protect the foakerel. I was not able to remain longer to witness whether or not they are truly capable of magical disappearance, as the advancing Hippalectryon seemed to be angry at my intrusion and I was forced to take my leave to avoid any bodily harm. They were quite magnificent.

Hippalectryon are remarkably low maintenance for such complex creatures. Granted, one has not yet been bred in captivity nor brought into a Ministry facility for examination. However, it is believed among Magizoologists that they would require little care. They would need to be provided with food plausibly found in their natural habitat of the forest, as well as water. Hippalectryon also require time to exercise outdoors – this includes flying in open skies and walking on the ground. Without this, there is the possibility of descending into melancholy. It should be noted that it is not recommended to capture Hippalectryon or to raise one as a pet. Due to the rarity of the creatures, they are better off in the wild.

The Hippalectryon is not particularly aggressive in nature. As far as it is known, the creatures only act violently in self defense. However, it is difficult to approach, and more so to interact safely with. Therefore, the Ministry of Magic has classified the Hippalectryon as XXXX. If encountered, it would be wise to treat the creature(s) with great caution and respect, similar to a Hippogriff.

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Ten Characters, Ten Fandoms, Ten Tags

Thank you for tagging me @cha0ticpartners-incrime :)

Rosa Herzog (Tatort) for being the best character to ever exist in tv history - smart, sassy, brave and a little traumatised.

Isi Inci (Druck) love their looks, their gender, their nail polish, their boyfriend...

Remus Lupin (Harry Potter) wouldn't you love a sweet shabby professor who you could project onto and get chocolate in return?

Maeve Wiley (Sex Education) badass yet gentle, love her

Bessie Eyckhoff (Polizeiruf 110) fucking feminist cop, for real

Jan (Niemand ist bei den Kälbern) complex af, hate and love him at the same time

Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts) my beloved introvert Hufflepuff comfort character

Franziska (Kalb) my strong, independent sweety with her cute cows and dead chicken

Alexander von Falkenstein (Bibi und Tina) this childhood himbo I adore

Klaus Hoffmann (Das Boot) my most beloved poor little meow meow mit Milben, Lungenentzündung, und Nierentumor <3

Tagging @dysfunctional-deity @rheingoldweg12a @favourite-son-of-madness @khaladriel and everyone who wants to do it (feel free to ignore if you don't want to)

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2 minutes in. Already crying. Newt Scamander my absolute beloved.

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Milo Stilinski Season One Bio

Full Name: Miloslavia "Milo" Stilinski

Nicknames: Milo (Everyone), True Blue (By Friends; due to her blue eyes and her unwavering loyalty), Girl Stilinski (By Coach), Fred/Gred (Herself; referring to her and Stiles as Beacon Hills’ Fred and George/Gred and Forge), My hero (Isaac Lahey)

Quote: "In my fifteen years of life, I've found that humor is a good way to hide the pain; I'm sticking to it."

Physical Appearance: Waist-length wavy chocolate brown hair with loose curls, blue eyes, five foot two, pale skin

Birthday: April 9, 1996

Age: Fifteen

Personality: Sarcastic, Protective, Loyal, Protective, Intelligent, Witty, Moral, Compassionate, Kind, Empathetic, Understanding, Irreverent, Imprudent, Disrespectful, Mischievous, Hyperactive, Tomboy, Snarky, Falsely Apathic, Damaged, Broken, Eccedentiast, Loving, Passionate, Caring, Hurt, Self-Sacrificing, Low Self-Esteem, Low Confidence, Tendency for Jealousy, Inferiority Complex, Guilt Complex, Deductive, Intuitive, Passionate, Easily Distracted

Hogwarts House: Primary Hufflepuff (Values loyalty and compassion), Secondary Gryffindor (Behaves like a Gryffindor, mostly because her ADHD)

Personality Type: INFP

Fatal Flaw(s):

Excessive Personal Loyalty — (Think of Percy Jackson) Milo will risk her life and the world for her friends)

Feeling of Inferiority — (Think of Leo Valdez) She will always feel like she is the least important and feels that she is worth sparing at the expense of someone else.

Low Self-Esteem — She doesn't trust herself to make the right decisions, she thinks of herself as useless and invaluable.

Disorders: ADHD, Anxiety

Relatives: Stiles Stilinski (Twin Brother) Noah Stilinski (Father) Claudia Stilinski (Mother, deceased); Elias Stilinski (Grandfather; Estranged)

Friends: Scott McCall (Honorary Brother), Lydia Martin (Hopefully Future Sister-in-law/Best Friend), Isaac Lahey (Friend/Crush)

Enemies: Jackson Whittemore (Always), Mister Lahey, Elias Stilinski

Possible Inspirations (I’m aiming for these): Stiles Stilinski, Hannah Baker (13 Reasons Why), Meg Thrombey (Knives Out), Samantha Kingsley (Before I Fall), Alex Russo (Wizards of Waverly Place), Veronica Mars (Veronica Mars), Eleanor Shellsdrop (The Good Place), Several characters from the Beetlejuice Musical (Lydia Deets, Charles Deets, Barbara and Adam Maitlands, Beetlejuice), Campbell Bain (Takin’ Over the Asylum), Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus), Leo Valdez (Heroes of Olympus), Tonks (Harry Potter), Remus Lupin (Harry Potter), Ginny Weasley (Harry Potter), Newt Scamander (Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts), Emma Swan (Once Upon a Time), Eggsy (Kingsman) Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who), Rose Tyler (Doctor Who), Fred Weasley (Harry Potter)

Love Interest: Isaac Lahey

Relationship Inspirations (Milo’s and then Isaac’s): Tonks (Milo) and Remus Lupin (Isaac), Tenth Doctor (Milo) and Rose Tyler (Isaac),

Etymology:

Miloslavia — Having the favor and glory of the people

Milo — Beloved Solider

Theme Song(s):

Embers in the Sky (Fan Song for Leo Valdez by Gio Navas

(Hides this feeling) Dead Mom (Song in the Beetlejuice Musical) sung by Lydia Deets (Character)

Face Claim: Katherine Langford

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Hogwarts Legacy – Writing for the Wizarding World in the 1800s

Sometimes I stop to appreciate the surreal nature of my story meetings. "How should this character's voice change when they drink Polyjuice?" “How long do house-elves live?” "Are Graphorns omnivores?" These are the types of questions that drive us towards authenticity, and the types of questions you only think to ask when you have steeped yourself in the lore.

Developing Hogwarts Legacy at Avalanche is a team endeavor. Every department understands that immersive storytelling works best when it is woven throughout the DNA of the project. What's more, we take seriously the responsibility of contributing new content to the beloved Wizarding World franchise.

The Portkey Games label gave us a unique opportunity to return to Hogwarts during a different era. We are always asking ourselves how we can draw from the rich library of characters, creatures, and themes – and imagine how those details would influence the school more than a century before Harry Potter's arrival. Who was the headmaster? What challenges did students face? What influenced their society before Tom Riddle, before Newt Scamander? I like to say that what we are giving fans is something familiar in a way they have never seen.

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Okay so a little brain dump

I liked SoD, the plot was definitely all over the place but I can see that there could have been an attempt at making the film a more emotional appeal, but there were a few times when I was watching and went, "wait what?"

I would have liked some flashbacks, as they would have helped to break up the expositional dialogue and maybe move it to places which could help, like: what year is it set? how to Dumbledore and Grindelwald meet? like all the things that could help to tie the plot together. But I understand if they wanted to leave out the three way duel, because I think it would make sense for the reveal of who/what killed Ariana to be central to why Albus could finally move against Grindelwald, if he killed her. Maybe... 

I adored Newt, Lally and Jacob. Straight off the bat Lally became one of my favourites, and she showed pretty promising magic skills too. Jacob, my boy, literally deserves the world, he was a great performance and comedic element. Newt was Newt, loved him to bits. Eddie and Katherine’s chemistry in their tiny bit of screen time was astounding, same with Mads and Jude, they were amazing too.

The blood pact sequences were also a little confusing, and the logistics behind if it will hurt the person who possesses it. Like its CLEAR Dumbledore won't move against Grindelwald because of his feelings, and even after the pact is destroyed he still wont hurt him, and by simply reading Grindelwald's expressions, he's not entirely immune to feelings either. In addition, using the pact as a symbol/motif of their connection, could have been put to more use, as the breaking honestly seemed quite accidental and I feel it should have been a bigger moment, likewise with the whole Credence reveal I was left wanting more flashbacks and context clues, so that the audience could possibly see it coming.

That’s all from me before I start rambling.