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🎃Kinktober Day 4🎃

Day Prompt: Double penetration (1 hole)/Sex toys/Spanking

Word Count: 1,167

Warnings: +18 (MDI), “C” word usage, female reader, slight soft dom Newt, some crying (?) in sexual context.

Newt Scamander x F!Reader

Your boyfriend was a very timid man, both in the streets and bed. When you two had sex it was always very vanilla, but not like you minded much. There was something about having Newt worship your body in the delicate way he did that made you a mess. His fingers were always delicate on your skin, practically only offering you the ghost of a heated touch, his mouth never too daring on leaving marks as he kissed your exposed neck, the man loved making out with your cunt though. But even that was deliciously delicate, always bringing you to orgasm before he indulged you with his cock. But only because you whined and moaned for it, pleading to fill you up with his long cock. If it was up to him, he would satisfy himself with having you cum due to his fingers and mouth alone. He was a gentle lover, only ever preoccupied for your pleasure. But you were insatiable, and you wanted more of Newt. You wanted his hands to grab at you like you were his lifeline, you wanted him to kiss you and leave you dizzy, you wanted his lips to mark you as his, you wanted for his fingers to fuck you, you wanted his cock to fuck you stupid. But you didn’t want to scare him off either by pouncing on him like an Erumpent in heat.

That didn’t stop you from giving your poor boyfriend many aneurysms everyone once in a while due to your teasing and scandalous clothing you wore in the comfort of your home. All to see if something within him would snap and pounce at you like you wanted to pounce him.

So it was no surprise that on a particular boring Sunday, while Newt tended to his creatures with Bunty, you were left to clean the apartment and come up with new ways to tease Newt. It didn’t take long to clean your small apartment and having Pickett as company was nice. By the time you were done, you decided to go down to his ‘sanctuary’ to bring him lunch—as well as for Bunty—with one malicious thought. Tease your boyfriend.

The dress you wore wasn’t scandalous per say, it was rather cute and definitely something that would make your boyfriend blush. It was more in brand with the dresses Queeny wore, just less innocent. Your boobs were nicely secure but the cut of the dress called for eyes to land there. The skirt moved swiftly so eyes would scan up and down your legs.

And Newt did all of those things as you presented the working duo with a warm lunch.

“Thank you,” said Bunty with a grateful smile, her eyes looking down as soon as she deemed the eye contact had been enough. A small blush dusted her cheeks as she took her seat to eat. Newt grabbed his when you handed it to him, a mumble was his response. He was red on the neck as he picked at his food. His eyes were trying so hard to keep themselves on his current task, but every so often they traveled up at you. You’d chosen to sit next to Bunty and engage in small chatter as she recounted some of the things she and Newt had been working on. A few times he had been caught staring, and more than a few he had been so focused on trying to chew that he’d missed how conversations involved him or asked for his input.

You left when they were done, but started the same teasing when you offered them a snack, or when you offered some dinner for Bunty to take home when her day was done.

Newt was tense all throughout dinner, his hands grasping his spoon very tightly as he tried to eat, but your leaning forward was proving very distracting as your boobs keep trying to spill out. You had changed into a flimsy nightdress. It was very much scandalous now as it was a soft beige and under right light, everything was visible, like your panties and your soft nipples.

You were surprised he was even able to chew the four spoonfuls he had worked on for the past thirty minutes.

But when bedtime rolled around, he had snapped when you—purposefully—decided to lay on your tummy, ass exposed as the dress had ‘accidently’ lifted while you read your book.

“That’s it.” You heard him muttered to himself in a very tight voice. But you didn’t get to roll over and ask what was wrong because Newt had climbed on top of you and was pressing his body to you. You gasped when his very obvious pant-clad erection slotted right between your asscheeks. You wanted to push against it, but he pressed you harder, the harsh material of his pants rubbing against you.

“No, you don’t get to demand,” he whispered into your ear, his hand clearing it off your hair. You shivered at his unusual husky and irritated tone. “You don’t deserve anything good after all that teasing, love.”

You whimpered softly when a hand tangled itself in your hair, and pulled back enough so you could see him giving you a dark look.

“You’ve been teasing me all day,” he said. “In front of my assistant at that. Naughty.”

It was a shock, really. Not his words, well that too, but the gasp that had been ripped from you was from the free hand that had made harsh contact with your exposed right ass cheek. The ring of it still fading as the sting never faded from that slap his heavy hand had granted.

The next one was even more of a shock. It rang louder, the sting was more effective in making you tremble, and your gasp had turned into a needy whine. By the time the third one had landed, you knew your ass cheek was red, your eyes were watering, your cunt was soaked and clenching in need.

And Newt, the one with the keen eye, noticed all the changes in your body language.

“You wanted this,” he said, stated. It was as if he was understanding the day he had gone through. You had expected for him to back away and ask you to explain yourself. Instead, two hard slaps followed his comment.

You moaned and twitched.

“Newt.” It was so pathetic, your moans. It was very obvious that behind the tears that began to stream, pleasure was the most dizzying feeling your body had chosen to drown in.

“A naughty little girl,” he mumbled as his hand softly massaged your ass, the sting lessening a little. You mewled in appreciation. “Should’ve known you were into this. Always bratty, but I like indulging you, sweetheart.”

And this time the smack landed on your inner thigh, his fingers ghosting your soaked pussy. You moaned so loudly it scared you. Newt chuckled.

“Let’s see how much my little darling can take.”

[iridecsense]

his brother’s keeper - m. 

 ⤷ summary: after yet again pining for his brother’s girl, newt finds himself stuck between his brother and the woman he is in love with...quite literally.

𓇬 word count: 8.0k 𓇬 pairing: theseus scamander | fem!reader | newt scamander 𓇬 genre: smut, porn with a little plot  𓇬 rating: 18+ 𓇬 warnings: profanity, depictions of spiked drinks 𓇬 kinks: voyeur, cuckholding, breeding, creampie, menage et toi, oral (fem recieving), anal mdom/femsub/msub 𓇬 author’s note: Something you can think of as a sequel to rumors, or a stand alone one shot. I will definitely not see the pearly gates after this, I am so sorry in advance! I may be a bit rusty so please be gentle and accept this late Christmas gift as a New Years surprise. Expect more from me soon. ;)

     It was usually in conditions like these, when the streets of London were slick with cool wet, and the biting cold spread mist from hot mouths filled the air, that made a time meant for cheer and love, one of desolate solitude for those less fortunate. Whatever the circumstances may be, it is in these times Newt Scamander often found himself alone. Though, if you were to ask him yourself he would deny the accusation and snarkily ask if one could ever be truly alone when surrounded by magnificent creatures. Despite the best efforts of his brother, who cared for him most earnestly, Newt hadn’t spent the holidays with him in years. 

      He had his reasons to be sure. Back when Theseus was engaged with his childhood friend Leta, there was no doubt an awkwardness. The younger Scamander brother was in love with the Lestrange girl. To see his brother have what he had longed for since he first met her put a strain on his heart. Newt was not bold in any sense of the word. Being forward with a woman never came easy to him. When he’d lost the chance to win Leta’s heart he swore that when he found himself enamored by another woman he would make it clear to her his affections. ��   In came Tina Goldstein, an American auror who he found himself entangled with on a trip overseas. He felt something for her—a kind of attraction that was different from the one he felt for Leta, but an attraction nonetheless. Tina was tall and beautiful and treated him with more respect than anyone ever had. But even that effort fell short. Tina had become more dedicated to her work and her sister. There was no room for him in her life at the moment. The two drifted apart succeeding the events of Grindelwald's rally in Paris. He returned to London, and she to her own affairs.     That had been nearly three years ago. Newt did well on his own, he felt. His creatures keep him busy enough. Getting through the day was easy. The nights were the hardest. At night there wasn't anything busying his mind from thinking of you.     Newt started to believe he was cursed to always fall in love with women he couldn't have. Whoever it was must have been especially cruel to make him fall for his brother’s girlfriends. That could be the only explanation. Otherwise,  he was just a sick, perverted man who desperately needed therapy. Little did he know two things can be true.    It wasn’t as though it were intentional. When it came to Leta, he had loved her first. Theseus just happened to get her. You, however, was something he did not expect. He was acquainted with you, only knowing and conversing with you when Leta was involved, considering you were her friend. It wasn't until she died that he got to know you better. During that time, Newt stayed with his brother and swore to stay by his side and help him and the ministry in capturing Grindelwald. Theseus grieved, and Newt was there to care for him, and so were you.     You would come by with food and insist on helping clean the apartment. The gesture was kind, especially when you were going through your own grief. Newt wondered if you used your kindness and instinct to help others as a way to distract yourself from the pain you truly felt. He was able to prove his theory right after many nights alone, drinking gin and fire whiskey, when he got to know you more intimately.     Theseus never knew, but in those first few months he spent grieving, Newt had grown rather fond of you. You were funny, kind, a great cook, and you listened to him, something no one else really did. The day he discovered your relationship with his brother he was disappointed, to say the least. Once again, Theseus had managed to take someone else he cared about. Newt often wondered how different things would have been if he had kissed you that night as you so desperately wanted him to. The same night when you had drank one too many gin and tonics and found the Scamander family album hidden in Theseus’s bookshelf. That night you somehow wound up on top of his lap, flipping through embarrassing baby pictures and evidence of his pubescent awkwardness. You were too drunk to notice how tense he was underneath you, or how with every shift of movement, or every laugh you chuckled, your ass pressed against his crotch.     When you came across a picture of Newt his mother had taken of him on the first day working at the Ministry when he was sixteen, you gushed over how ‘adorable’ he looked. Newt blushed. Then you said something he didn't expect.     “I see what Leta meant. You were always cute.”     Newt didn't know what to say. You positioned your head on his shoulder to look up at him. Newt was never good at eye contact, but he found it hard to tear his eyes away from yours.     “You have pretty eyes,” you slurred suddenly with a smile stretched across your lips. He could smell the alcohol on your breath your faces were so close.     “So do you,” he said, surprising himself with his own brazenness. It was true. You had two pretty (e/c) eyes like none he’d ever seen, even when they fluttered and stared blankly up at him in an intoxicated daze. But it was only with the help of the three glasses of gin he had earlier that helped him say it aloud.     Your smile grew wider. Your hand went to cup his left cheek. “I never understood Leta,” you mumbled. “How could anyone look past you?”     He’d wanted it so bad. To feel your lips against his would be his greatest reward after all he’d been through, after all his shortcomings. If he were a lesser man he would have taken advantage of your drunkenness. But you could barely sit up on your own, and he couldn’t tell how long it would be before you lost consciousness and fell asleep on the couch as you had done several times before.     “Kiss me, Newt,” you asked. “Please.” It was the first sentence you hadn't slurred since the gin entered your bloodstream. In a moment of weakness, his hand caressed your cheek. His thumb swiped over your bottom lip and he heard your breath hitch in your throat.     You were so beautiful and there you were, begging him to kiss you. Begging for something more by the way you pressed your body into him and looked desperately at his lips through half-lidded eyes. And maybe if he had four gin and tonics instead of three he would have given you what you wanted. But he was more sober than you and he respected you far too much to take advantage of you in your current state. What he had to do afterward took all his restraint.     The next day you greeted him in the kitchen with the same kind smile you always gave him as you prepared breakfast. The matter was never brought up again and Newt assumed you simply didn't remember. He saw no point in bringing it up himself. Before he knew it, it was too late. Theseus had set his eyes on you and wasted no time claiming you as his. Newt could not touch you, no matter how badly he wanted to.     And so, once again, Newt found himself in love with his brother’s girl. Constantly keeping her on his mind, constantly yearning for her, but always stepping back. He was still close to you, which only made it harder.     For the past year, he’s kept the secret of that night. But that wouldn't stop him from thinking of it, and all that could have been, just as he was doing now, lying in his bed with his hand wrapped around his cock. If only he could have you with him now and feel your skin on his, taste the salt of your sweat, and feel the heat of your body. He could only imagine. But even in his imagination he was the happiest man on earth. Theseus must have felt like God.     Unbeknownst to him, he would get a taste of that feeling the very next day. In the morning when he woke up, he found an owl waiting for him with a letter. It was an invitation, from you no less, to join you and Theseus for a Christmas dinner later that evening. In truth, Newt had been so busy tending to his creatures the past week he had forgotten how close Christmas was approaching, let alone that it was Christmas Day.     The thought of spending an evening with you was enticing. It was Theseus’s presence that made him second guess. He loved his brother, that was no question. He probably loved his brother more than anyone else in the world, which is why he could sit silently as he continuously watched him have everything he ever wanted with no protest. That didn't mean it was easy. It was hard to see you with him, even harder than when he had to endure Leta with him. At least then he had Tina as a distraction. Now there was only you and he could see no one else better than you.     Had it been Theseus who sent the letter he wouldn't have agreed to stop by. He might not have even replied. But since it was you, and only because it was you, he sent an owl confirming his arrival.     On the other side of things, you were ecstatic. It had been some time since you'd seen Newt and you considered him one of your closest friends. You knew Theseus would love having his little brother visit for Christmas and felt it would be the perfect present for him.     You had told Newt to come a couple of hours earlier than when you would be expecting Theseus. When you opened the door you greeted him with a bright, toothy smile and open arms. Newt hugged you back awkwardly and stepped inside.     “Everything is cooking in the oven now,” you said. “I’m just finishing up the pie for dessert. Come, have a drink in the kitchen.”     Newt followed behind you. You looked adorable in the tacky red and green Christmas sweater you wore over your long white dress. You made him a drink and started on your creme pie.     “It’s so good to see you, Newt,” you told him. “I was afraid you couldn’t make it. I know how busy your creatures keep you.”     “It’s good to see you too,” he replied. “Bunty insisted she stay and help while I am away. She claimed she had no other plans.”     You pouted your lips. “That’s awful!” You said. “You should have told me! I would have gladly invited Bunty over if I knew. No one should be alone on Christmas.”     Newt smiled softly. There you go again, always thinking of others. As the two of you sat in the kitchen you caught each other up on your lives. Things were going great for you, Newt discovered. You had recently gotten a promotion and received a medal for your efforts spying abroad for your department and gathering intel on Grindelwald and his acolytes.    Newt told you about his own travels abroad, searching for and rescuing creatures whenever he could while doing his own work for Dumbledore to support the cause. He told you stories of the places he’d been and the creatures he’d seen, even promising to let you visit his home to see them for yourself. “They’d love you,” he said.     Before he knew it, the two of you were sharing a glass of wine on the couch while the food kept warm. Then you shared another, and another, and another while you both waited for Theseus to return.     “He works later these days,” you tell Newt. “There’ve been days where he doesn't come home at all. Just stays up there, drooling over papers in his office. I worry about him sometimes.”     “That’s my brother,” he says. “Always working harder than anyone else. Always having something to prove. In some ways I’m jealous.”     You chuckled. “Jealous? How so?”     “He’s always so,” Newt paused, searching his brain for the right word. “Dedicated. Determined. He sets his mind on something and won't stop until he does it. He’s always been like that.”     You turned to face him next to you on the couch, sitting on your legs and propping your elbow on the back of the couch to lean your head against your hand. You peer at him quizzically. “But you’re like that too.”     Newt scoffed. “No I’m not,” he chuckled as he took a sip of his wine.     “Yes, you are!” You insist. “You’re very determined and dedicated to your animals. You have done things many others are too afraid to do; all to protect the things you love. Even Theseus admits you are much better suited to be an auror than he is.”     Newt raised a curious brow, a coy smile on his face. “Really?”     You nod. “He’s very amazed by you—admires you, even. As do I. You’re very brave, Newt. No one is more determined or dedicated than you.”     “There is one person,” Newt muttered.      “Who?” You asked, genuinely curious about his answer, prepared to playfully berate him for his humbleness.     “Theseus.”     “Well, he doesn't seem to think so,” you say.     “But he is,” Newt quipped, whipping his head to look you in the eye. The energy in the room shifted, and though both your brains were fuzzy from wine, you could tell the moment had gone from playful to serious.     “He is,” he continued. “He wanted to become head boy and he did. He strived to be the best auror at the ministry and he is. He wanted Leta and he got her, and when he wanted you, he got you.”     You were silent as you listened, unsure of where exactly Newt was going with his ramblings.     “I could never do that,” he admitted. “If I could, you would be with me now, not him.”     Now it was the wine talking. You were surprised. Newt’s face was red, but at this point, it wasn't clear if it was because he was embarrassed, frustrated, or tipsy.     “What do you mean, Newt?” You asked, your voice soft and sweet. His expression softened, and he looked at you in such a way your heart fluttered in your chest.     “You are so beautiful,” he proclaimed, making your face burn hotter than it already was. “I should have told you that a long time ago. If I were as forthright as Theseus I would have told you I loved you the night we almost kissed a year ago on this couch.”     Newt chuckled at your stunned expression, unable to say a word. “You don’t remember, but you were beautiful then too. You sat right here in my lap and you held my face in your hand and begged me to kiss you. I would have if you weren’t intoxicated. I wanted to talk to you about it the next day but you had already forgotten—”     “I didn't forget,” you spoke finally. Now it was Newt’s turn to be surprised.     “What?”     You put your wine glass down on the coffee table and scooted closer to Newt on the couch. Your knees touched his thigh, but neither of you moved.     “I didn't forget,” you repeat, clearer this time. “We were drinking while Theseus was asleep in his room one night. I had found your family album and we looked at it together when I asked you to kiss me.”     Newt frowned. “If you remember then why didn't you say anything?”     “I was embarrassed,” you reveal. “When you didn't kiss me I thought that I made a fool of myself. That you rejected me. When you didn't say anything afterwards I figured that was it. That you just wanted to forget and stay as friends.”     Newt couldn't believe his ears. All this time you had remembered that night and thought he held no feelings for you. He was spiraling in his head, you could tell by the way he distantly stared into his glass of wine.     “Newt?” You called out to him, taking his glass and replacing it with your hand.     “This is what I mean,” he said finally. “I wasn't determined. If I were like Theseus I would have talked to you regardless of whether or not I thought you remembered. I would have told you how wonderful it felt holding you in my arms and how desperately I wanted to press my lips against yours and taste you on my tongue. I would have told you how much I love you.”     Your stomach turned excitedly at Newt’s words. You squeezed his hand tightly. “Newt...”     He stopped, realizing what he just said. “I...I’m sorry,” he apologized. “I don’t know why I’m saying these things.”     “That would be the veritaserum in the wine,” said a deep voice behind him.     Newt turned around and found his brother, Theseus, standing under the archway to the foyer.     “Theseus,” He stammered and quickly stood to his feet.     “No need to get up, brother,” he said calmly. “It wasn’t as if I didn’t know.”     On the couch, you held up the wine bottle and inspected it. “How did veritaserum get into the wine?”     “I drugged it,” Theseus said simply as he walked past Newt and took a seat across from the couch in an armchair.     “Why the hell would you do that?” You asked Theseus angrily.     “Because this morning you said Newt accepted your invitation to dinner. Because I knew the real reason why Newt hasn't visited me in months is that he feels guilty for loving you knowing you’re with me,” he explained. “And I didn't want to have a Christmas dinner with a brother who resents me and sulks across the table pining for you. So, I put veritaserum in the wine I knew you wanted to drink tonight and left the two of you alone, hoping my baby brother would finally confess his feelings. And he did! Now we all know.”     You shot up from your seat and glared at Theseus. “This is cruel Theseus. You had no right!”     “I will admit it was slightly unethical, but I don’t see the harm in it. Aren’t you glad that Newt confessed his feelings?”     “Yes,” you answered instantly, though, of course, not of your own free will.     Theseus then turned to Newt. “And don't you feel better having finally told her?”     “Yes,” Newt admitted.    Theseus smiled. “Good! Now everything’s better.”     “You aren't upset?” Asked Newt.     Theseus looked at him as though he were confused. “Why would I be upset?”     “You’re not upset that I’m in love with your girlfriend?”     Theseus pursed his lips in thought before shifting his eyes to the half-empty bottle of wine. Standing to his feet, he walked towards the coffee table and grabbed the bottle by the neck. He took a swing of the truth-spiked wine and put it back down.     “Why don’t you ask me again.” He said.     “You’re not upset that I love y/n?” Newt once again asked.     Theseus smiled almost tenderly at his brother. “No.”     The older brother walked back to his chair and sat down, leaving you and Newt stupefied. “I do, however, wonder how you feel, darling.” He said, now turning his attention to you.     You furrowed your brows. “Me?”     “Do you love Newt back?” Asked Theseus.     Newt’s eyes fell on you. Your mouth opened and took a breath in preparation of your answer, but it closed as soon as it happened. Your glare on Theseus sharpened.     “What are you playing at, Theseus?”     “Don’t try fighting it,” he said. “You won't be able to lie so just answer. Do you love him?”     Your eyes flickered over and connected with Newt’s, who was looking at you expectingly. Your eyes softened and the tenseness in your shoulders fell away.     “Yes,” you whispered.     Newt couldn't believe his ears. Everything happening at this moment felt surreal. Just a few minutes ago he thought he had embarrassed himself once again, having confessed his feelings to his brother’s girlfriend right in front of him. He was prepared to be punched and thrown out and for his brother to hate him for the rest of his life. But instead of being angry, Theseus was encouraging him. He encouraged you and finally, he got to hear you say words he’d only dreamt of you saying. You loved him. Oddly enough, despite how it came about, Newt couldn't be happier.     “Kiss her.”     Newt was pulled from his thoughts and his shared gaze with you. You both turned and looked at Theseus who sat cooly in the armchair.     “Didn’t you hear what she said?” He asked. “She loves you! Stop standing there like an idiot and kiss her!”     “Theseus—” you began to speak, but Theseus stopped you.     “It’s okay, love,” he assured you with his gentlest voice. “Let him kiss you.”     The energy in the room for the second time that night, all because of Theseus, who ironically was the calmest person in the room. But there was something about the aura permeating from him that domineered over everyone else. His gaze burned into them as he stared, waiting for Newt to do as he commanded.     Every part of him wanted to turn around and walk out the front door and never speak of this again. He would go home and lay in his bed and do his best to fall asleep and forget everything that happened here tonight. Every part except the one that wanted to turn to his side, take you in his arms, and kiss you the way he should have that night. It was that part of him that won over all his better judgments.    In an instant, Newt’s lips were on yours. He held your face in his hands and pressed his body flat against yours. You were taken aback. You’d even yelped when his lips first touched yours. It was a while before your body finally relaxed and you closed your eyes, leaning into the kiss. Your lips began to move with his and he felt your hands lightly grip the sides of his waist, still unsure.     Theseus leaned back in his chair and said nothing as he watched. Newt’s tongue darted from between his lips and licked a stripe over your own. Your mouth opened for him willingly and he wasted no time exploring your mouth. He moaned at the taste of you. The feeling of your tongue swirling around his made his cock twitch in his pants. You could feel it against your thigh and your breath hitched in your throat.     “Don’t stop,” ordered Theseus with his hand over his pants, palming at the growing hardness straining against the fabric.    Newt kept his mouth on yours, only moving his grip around your face down to your hips. Your hands fisted the fabric of his shirt and you pressed your body into him, yearning to be closer. Newt stumbled back until the backs of his legs hit the couch and he broke away from the kiss to sit down. He spread his legs outwards and pulled you down onto his lap. You straddled his waist and his hips bucked upwards, longing to connect. A soft moan fell from your lips and he swore hadn't heard a more beautiful sound. Soon lips were back on yours.     “Tell her how pretty she is, Newt,” Theseus instructed.     Newt pulled from your feverish kiss and pushed your hair from around your face. “You’re so beautiful, y/n,” he said. You looked down at him through half-lidded eyes dilated with lust. Your lips twitched into a smile as you began salaciously grinding your hips against him, feeling the bulge of his dick against your slick heat. Newt hissed and watched you from below, moving his hips along with you, admiring your form hovering above him as you pulled your sweater over your head and threw it on the floor.     “Show him just how beautiful you are, sweetheart,” Theseus commanded. His voice was low and husky. He watched the two of you closely, palming his own arousal.     It was of no concern to the two of you, however. Newt was so encompassed by you he could barely pay any mind to his brother watching across the room. Of course, there were thoughts screaming in the back of his head telling him how fucked this whole situation was, but they were nothing more than muted whispers compared to you rubbing against his cock.     Just as Theseus commanded you showed Newt how beautiful you were when you took a hand and pulled down one of the straps to your white dress and freed your arm, repeating the same to the other. Taking his hands from your waist you brought them to your chest and helped him pull your dress down around your waist, revealing your breasts.     You felt Newt’s cock jump at the sight of you. He could only stare slack-jawed as you placed his hands over your beasts and guided him in pressing them against each other in a continuous circular motion while you rubbed your clothed clit against him. Your soft pants filled his ears as his low grunts filled yours.     “Newt...” His name fell breathlessly from your lips.     He had pumped his cock to the thought of you moaning his name many times before, but it barely held a candle to what it felt like to hear the real thing. Your name fell from his lips just as easily and he once again captured your lips in a heated kiss while he massaged your breasts.     Across the room, Theseus had his hand wrapped around his cock, slowly sliding it up and down as he watched his girlfriend shamelessly hump his little brother. You were the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. The way your hips moved against Newt could rival even the best of strippers. Your pretty moans filled his ears and he couldn’t help but reminisce about the many times he'd made those same sounds come out of you. To hear it in person is a gift. To feel your lips was a blessing. To feel your tight cunt wrapped around his cock was the best thing a man could ever feel. There is no greater present than fucking you, and Newt didn’t even realize that Theseus had just given his brother the best Christmas gift a man could ask for.     “Tell her what you’re thinking, Newt,” Theseus breathed.     Newt licked his lips. He did his best to gather his thoughts which were wall focused on you.     “Go on,” you said through shaky breaths. “Tell me.”     Newt moaned and pressed a trail of kisses on your bare shoulder and neck. “I’m thinking about how amazing you are,” he grunted out. “I’m thinking about how long I’ve wanted you and how good it feels to finally have you.”      You loved hearing Newt praise you. You loved the feeling of his hands and lips on your hot skin.  “Keep going,” you urged, moving your hands up his chest to unbutton his shirt.     “I think you’re perfect. I think that Theseus doesn't realize how lucky he is to have you,” he said boldly, piquing both your and Theseus’s interest. “You should have been mine. I would take good care of you—f-fuck!”     You had reached the top of his pants and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his hardened length. He wasn’t bigger than Theseus, but he certainly was thicker. Your hand slid up and down his shaft, only stopping to collect the precum leaking from his tip on your finger to put them in your mouth. He watched in awe as you licked and sucked your fingers clean.     “God, I want you,” he growled in your ear as your hand reached for his cock. “I want to be inside you. I want to feel you,” he said through labored breaths.     “Give him what he wants, love” Theseus spoke up. “Let him feel you.”      You sat up on your knees and hovered over his hips. Pulling your panties to the side with one hand you used the other to guide Newt’s member to your center. Both your breaths caught in your throats when he entered, stretching you open with his thick cock. Feeling you around him was unlike anything he could ever dream or hope. You were slick with arousal and he easily slid in and out of you, filling you up in all the right places. Your moans filled the room as Newt sucked on the supple skin of your neck. His hands and fingernails dug into your soft skin as he held you close and it felt as though the two of you were the only ones in the room.     Newt’s name sweetly slipped past your lips. Yours flittered through the air from his own. His hips rolled into yours with a precision you had no idea he was capable of. If he’d allowed it, the two of you would have lost yourselves in each other, forgetting the third presence in the room. But that wasn't going to happen.     Standing from his seat, Theses moved towards the couple and took a seat next to them on the couch, his hand still wrapped around his dick. “Does it feel good, my love?” He asked you.     “Yes,” you breathed.     “Does my little brother make you feel good? Do you love the way his cock stretches your tight little hole?”     You moaned at his dirty words, lulling your head back as Newt's lips wrapped around your nipple. “Y-yes,” you stammered, your hips rocking faster against Newts. “I love it. I love the way he feels inside me.”     “I know you do,” Theseus hummed, his breaths hastening. “You want him to make you cum don’t you, baby?”     You nodded excitedly and Theseus smirked.     “Newt, help her cum,” he said. “She likes it when you speak to her. It turns her on hearing all the dirty things you’re going to do to her.”     “Is that true?” Newt asked you once he pulled his lips from your pert nipples. “You want to hear all the things I want to do to you? Like how I’m gonna fuck your sweet cunt until you’re shaking a quivering under me? How...How I’m gonna fill you up so full with my cum you’ll end up with twins!”     He and Theseus laughed.     “See,” Theseus chuckled as he lifted the fabric of your skirt to reveal the sight of Newt’s cock pumping in and out of you. “She likes it! Look, she’s so wet your cock is soaked!”     Newt looked down and marveled at how wet you were. You took him so well and his cock disappeared inside you with ease. Newt held the skirts of your dress up so he could watch—so they could both watch.     Theseus’s hand rubbed the inside of your thigh. “Do you want me to touch you too, baby?” He asked politely.     You opened your eyes to look at your handsome boyfriend. He had long since undone his tie and unbuttoned his own shirt. His large cock was being tugged by his right hand and you nearly drooled at the sight of it, suddenly missing the feeling of having it shoved down your throat. You loved it when Theseus touched you. His hands were always precise, knowing exactly where to pinch, caress, and stroke. Like how he was rubbing your thigh right now, knowing how sensitive the skin on that area was for you. Your eyes connected and you ached seeing how dark his once baby-blue eyes had become.     “Yes,” you nodded.     Theseus wasted no time pressing his fingers on your aching clit. He rubbed your most sensitive part while his hand teased his own cock. Between his fingers and Newt’s dick plunging deep inside you, your body buzzed with pleasure. The air in the room grew hot and sticky and a symphony of soft moans, grunts, and pants melded with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the slick wetness of your dripping cunt. You could feel the knot in your stomach tightening and your eyes shut, desperately chasing that feeling.     “Are you close, darling?” Newt asked once he felt you tighten around him.     “Y-yes!”     Theseus’s fingers rubbed faster to help you get there. “Watch her, Newt,” he urged. “When she comes, it’s the most beautiful thing you’ll ever see.”     Newts darkened hazel eyes trained on you. His grip around the dress wrapped around your waist tightened and her wrapped it around his arm and held your hips steady. His hips snapped upwards, changing pace. You bounced on his cock, your moans growing louder and louder.     “Cum for me, please,” Newt begged, now reaching his own release. “Let me see it. I want to see it. Show me, my love. Show me how beautiful you are when you cum. Please show me.”     He pressed open-mouthed kisses on your chest and neck, his eyes never leaving your face. Theseus’s breaths quickened as well, his pace on his cock matching the pace of your hips rising and sinking on Newt’s member. One of your hands wrapped around the base of Newt’s neck, taking a fist full of his hair. The other grabbed Theseus’s wrist and held his hand in place over your clit. A few more pumps and several flicks was all it took for your body to seize up, tightening around Newt's cock as your whole body trembled. Your moans caught in your throat, struggling to escape. The knot inside your stomach had broke and you came harder than you ever had in your life.     Newt came not long after you, sputtering your name as he did so and holding your hips down, burying his dick deeper inside you and making sure every drop of his cum spilled inside. “F-fuck,” he choked out.     Theseus had cum too, clear, white ribbons of his seed spilled into his hand and onto his abs. He wiped up what had spilled with two fingers and held it up to your lips. You were still dizzy from your orgasm, but it didn't stop you from obediently opening your mouth to suck Theseus’s cum from his fingers. Newt watched as you did this. Your skilled tongue licked and wrapped around Theseus’s long fingers promiscuously, ensuring you cleaned up every last drop.  It was enough to get him hard and twitching inside you again.     “That’s a good girl,” praised Theseus with a smile on his lips. “Isn’t she a good girl, Newt?”     “The best,” Newt agreed.     Theseus pulled his fingers from your mouth and replaced them with his tongue by reaching up and pulling you into a deep kiss. It was slow and purposeful, as if he were trying to show off in front of Newt who had no choice but to watch uncomfortably as your tongues swirled passionately in each other’s mouths, earning your soft whimpers. Inside, he hated how much it turned him on.     As you both pulled away, you captured Theseus’s bottom lip between your teeth and playfully tugged it away before letting go. Theseus’s hand quickly flew to tightly wrap around your neck, keeping your eyes trained on him. He smirked. ���Look at you, darling. Still asking for more. Aren't you tired?”     Your hand reached down to grip his cock as an answer, making him laugh. His grip around your neck tightened.     “What? Was my brother’s cock not enough for you? You need to have mine as well? Or perhaps you want us both at the same time. Is that it? You need me and my brother to fuck you senseless like the greedy little cock whore you are?”     You clenched at the thought of having both Scamander brothers filling you up at once. Newt felt it and your increasing arousal started to drip down his balls.     “I think she does,” said Newt. “Will that satisfy you, my love? If Theseus and I fucked you within an inch of your life and pumped your selfish cunt full of cum? Tell us you want it.”     You’d never seen this side of Newt. You didn't even think he was capable of saying such filthy things. He was always so sweet and temperate, being shyer than demiguise. But here he was, spurring you on with his debaucherous words. It only made you want him more.     “I want it,” you say and salaciously grind your hips into Newt, making him hiss due to how sensitive he still was.     “Beg,” Theseus demanded. “Tell us how badly you want it.”     Your cheeks burned red hot from embarrassment. Theseus smirked mischievously because he loved watching you squirm. You always begged so nicely for him with your pouty lips and round doe eyes. His little princess. He only wanted Newt to see and appreciate it too.     “Please,” you begged shamelessly. “I want to feel you both inside me. I need to feel it. I want it so bad. I want to make you both feel good.”    “You want to make us feel good?” Theseus repeated. “Such a sweet little girl you are, wanting to please us. But we all know your secret.”     Theseus turned to Newt. “Should we give her what she wants?” He asked.     Newt looked up at your pleading eyes, so sweet and innocent despite them begging for him to fuck you. How could he ever deny you?     “Yes,” he said finally. With that, Theseus picked you up with ease and carried you upstairs to the bedroom. Newt followed behind and once Theseus placed you on the bed he began fully stripping himself of his clothes. Newt followed his brother’s actions, closing the door behind him and peeling off his shirt and pants. You watched them under the candlelight, admiring the two beautiful brothers and their different bodies.     You’d seen Theseus naked a hundred times before but it never ceased to excite you. He was large in every sense of the word. He was tall and had a wide, muscular chest with strong arms and thighs to match. Newt’s body was new and different. Newt was tall as well, only a couple inches shorter than his older brother. Surprisingly, Newt was more muscular and lean. His abs were more pronounced and taut in comparison. Both brothers were freckled, the younger of the two having more of them with accompanying scars. They were beautiful. Having two gorgeous men naked in front of you made you feel nervous and self-conscious. Without realizing it, you had pulled your dress up to cover your body. But Theseus was having none of that.     He crawled over to you on the bed, moving your hands and pulling your dress back down to your waist. Newt sat on the bed as well and pulled the dress down the rest of the way, discarding it on the floor. Theseus trailed kisses up your stomach, chest, neck, and face until he reached your lips. He kissed you passionately and tenderly, reaching for your right hand to intertwine his fingers with yours while Newt peppered soft kisses up your legs and thighs. Their attempt at relaxing you and distracting you from your thoughts worked, and you melded with them both.     “Theseus...” you whispered against his lips because you knew how much he liked hearing it. He shushed you, pecking the corners of your lips.     “Just relax, darling,” he muttered. His hand left yours to grab your thigh, spreading your legs apart.     Newt’s kisses lingered on your inner thigh, nipping, sucking, and biting the sensitive flesh. You trembled under their touch, not sure what to expect next. Theseus hovered over you on your right, covering you with kisses and massaging your breasts while Newt neared dangerously close to your core.     “Such a sweet girl,” Theseus said between kisses.     “I wonder if she tastes just as sweet,” said Newt.     “She does,” Theseus confirmed. “But you’ll just have to taste for yourself.”     The sudden feeling of Newt’s warm tongue licking a licentious stripe along your heat made you gasp. He kissed and sucked on your lower lips, occasionally darting his tongue in and out of your entrance. He licked up and down your dripping cunt before finally swirling his tongue around your clit. Your hips bucked and twitched as he drew figure-eights with his tongue over your sensitive bud. Theseus held your right leg while Newt held down your left, ensuring you kept your legs open for them.    “F-fuck, Newt,” you sighed and closed your eyes, resting your head back into the fluff of the pillow.     Theseus was sucking the skin at the crook of your neck, determined to leave a mark. His hand on your thigh trailed closer and closer to your center until his skilled fingers reached your entrance under Newt's chin. He easily slid his longest digit inside and curled it upwards, instantly finding that spot he knew so well. He pumped his finger in and out, making sure to brush against your g-spot. Soon he added another finger and quickened his pace. Between Newt’s assault on your clit and Theseus’s fingers deep inside you, you were ambushed by another orgasm. White flashed behind your eyes and your hips spasmed. Newt sucked on your clit and Theseus vigorously fingered your hole as you rode out your high until you became too sensitive to touch and begged them to stop.     “No, no, no, baby,” Theseus muttered in your ear. “We can’t stop now,” he said. “We haven't ‘fucked you within an inch of your life’ yet.” You could hear the smirk in his voice. They weren't done with you yet.     Newt came up from between your legs and kissed you, letting you taste yourself on his lips. “Can you taste it?” he asked. “Your sweetness. I can’t get enough of it. I don’t think I ever will.”     Your lips chased his, wanting him to kiss you deeper. You were sandwiched between the two men, Theseus at your back, and Newt before you. You felt Theseus’s cock press flush against your ass while Newt's poked between your legs.     “Are you ready for us, darling?” Theseus asked as he nibbled at your ear.     “Yes,” you answered against Newt’s lips before he slid his tongue back down your throat.     Being as gentle as they could, the two brothers eased their cocks inside of you, introducing you to a whole new sensation. You had never been stretched out like this, with two cocks filling your holes at once. It was strange and slightly uncomfortable at first. They knew this, which is why they took their time, distracting you with their mouths and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, and ensuring you were okay.     “You’re doing so well,” they’d say.     “You feel so good.”     “You’re so wonderful, darling.”     “Are we hurting you, sweetheart?”     “Relax for us, my love.”     Theseus’s hand once again found your clit and he began lightly circling it with his fingers to give you some relief. It didn't take long for it to work and your body opened up for them with ease. They pushed deeper inside, inch by inch until they were fully sheathed in your flesh. They both whispered their own set of curses, letting out soft grunts and moans as they began slowly rocking their hips into you.     “Fuuuck,” Theseus moaned. “This ass is so fucking tight. You’re being so good for us, darling.”     “So, so good, love,” panted Newt. “You make us feel so good.”     Your high-pitched mewls and pretty sighs were like music to their ears. They completely engulfed you, body and soul. The world simply slipped away and nothing else mattered besides them, Theseus and Newt, making you feel better than you had ever felt before. You couldn't get enough of them, nor could they get enough of you. You were intoxicated by their scent, their bodies, and their moans. In your minds, you all tried to comprehend how lucky you all were to be in this moment. Nothing could be better than this. Nothing.     “This is it, isn't it?” Theseus panted in your ear. “Your secret. You’ve always wanted this. To have your holes stretched out by our cocks. Does it excite you, my darling, fucking two brothers? One just wasn't enough, was it? You had to have both. Well, now you have it. Now you’re taking our cocks like the good little girl you are, just like you wanted because we decided to give it to you. You should thank us. Go on and thank us, darling. Tell us how much you appreciate being filled up and fucked, blinded by your own pleasure.”     “T-th...Thank you,” you choked out, tears brimming your waterline. “Thank you so much! I wanted this. I always wanted this!”     “Good girl,” Newt praised, pressing a kiss on your forehead. “Such a good, good, girl for us. We’re glad to give it to you...Whatever you want, y/n. Whatever you want—a-ah!”      Newt’s thrusts got faster and sloppier, as did Theseus’s. They both worked hard to bury themselves deep inside you. It came to a point where both their cocks were brushing against your g-spot, one after the other. You felt the knot in your core again, that delicious, evanescent knot tightening, ticking like a bomb about to explode and send you to your euphoric escape.     “Oh, God!” You gasped, digging your nails into the skin of Newt’s back and Theseus’s thighs. “Don’t stop! P-please...right there! S-Shit, I love you!” You proclaimed. “Both of you. God, I love both of you so much!”     This seemed to excite them even more, something you didn't know was possible. They thrust into you faster than they ever had before, their winded breaths filling your ears.     “I love you,” Newt breathed. “So...so much...More than anything.” He kissed your lips.     “I love you too, darling,” grunted Theseus. “My sweet girl...Always.” He kissed your lips too.     In that moment the three of you bonded, body and soul. You all came at once, their bodies falling flush against you, twitching in satisfaction. For a while you just lay there as they held you and listened to the sound of their breaths while you waited for the sweet, buzzing feeling to dim. When it did, Theseus got up to fetch a towel from the bathroom, leaving you and Newt cuddled up on the bed, whispering sweetly to one another. They helped clean you up and embraced you with their warmth. You just stared at them, sharing kisses, twirling hair, giggling, holding hands, and gazing lovingly into their eyes. There wasn't much to say. You all knew. You didn’t need to say it. You could feel it in the room. You were complete.     “Do you smell something burning?” Theseus asked suddenly. You and Newt sniffed the air and your eyes widened like saucers.    “THE FUCKING TURKEY!” You gasped, and struggled your way out from between your two lovers, picking one of their shirts from off the floor to cover yourself as you ran downstairs to save what was left of your forgotten Christmas dinner.     Newt and Theseus smiled to themselves and chuckled. There was an awkward silence as they lay there alone, both unsure of what to say or do next.     “I do know how lucky I am, by the way.” Theseus was the first to speak.     “I know,” said Newt.     Theseus turned to his brother. “You can be lucky too...If you want.”     Newt blinked, not fully believing he’d heard what he thought he heard.     “She loves you,” said Theseus.     “She loves you too,” Newt reminded him.     “I know. And we both love her.”     “And we both love her.”      It was as simple as that.     “Thank you, Theseus,” said Newt.     Theseus scoffed and playfully pushed Newt’s shoulder.     “Happy Christmas, Newt.”     “Happy Christmas, Theseus.”

[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)

[beeslibrarycorner]

Can’t sleep? I got you!

Newt scamander x reader

Warnings: SMUT, MDNI

You were frustrated tossing and turning, you couldn't take it anymore. So you got out of bed and made your way out of the bedroom to make yourself a cup of tea. Newt, still busy with his work, looks up to see you walk into the kitchen to grab what you needed.

“Darling it's late for you to still be up, what's wrong?” he asked and you couldn't help but mentally groan as you heard the chair being pushed back and soft footsteps walking towards you. You just wanted to be left alone, you didn't want to bother Newt, he looked busy.

You turned to him and smiled lightly, “Im just making some tea for myself, I can't sleep” you said and you could see the frown that's forming on his face and you feel even more guilt. “You could have told me love, I could have helped you earlier.”. He said as the kettle began to whistle. 

You poured the hot water into a cup and kissed the man goodnight, “Don't stay up too late, I'm just going to read my book and drink my tea.”. You said not looking back, not realizing that he was following you into the bedroom. He sits next to you when you place your tea cup on the nightstand. 

His arm curls around you, pressing you closer into his side like he's trying to keep you where you are. “You take care of everyone around you and you make sure that everyone is nice and comfortable but once you get offered help you turn it away” he says, nosing the crown of your head. “Why is that?” he asks you, thumbing the skin on your hip; exposed by your sleep shirt.

“Who takes care of y/n? Hm?” He asked, You couldn’t answer his question meekly hiding your face into his neck, he trusts you. “Don't go shy on me now, honey” he coos his hand moving to the front of your sleep shorts and sliding his fingertips under the waistband. “I know just the remedy for your insomnia” he says quietly “ I just need you to spread your legs a bit wider.”.

You gasp at the way his skin makes contact with yours, all warm and alluring. He traces the petals of your labia gently with the tips of his fingers before spreading them open. He gasps, “You're so wet, no wonder why you can't sleep” he croons and you feel your face heat up.

“I don’t even have to prep you, your that wet” he murmurs and slips two fingers into you. The stretch is just what you needed, your body starting to go lax as Newt starts to move his fingers. “That’s it just relax for me, you’re a very good girl” he murmurs presses a kiss to your forehead.

He focuses his attention to the spongy part of your vaginal canal and you your thighs start to twitch from how it feels. Newt is cooing and praising you quietly trying to coax you into finishing on his fingers.

“I can feel you starting to twitch, are you close?” He keeps gently massaging the area and all you could do is stay squished and feel. “Yes” you squeak out and you can feel your ye smile that spreads across his face.

“Please cum on my fingers” he pleads, his arm moving in a way that makes his movements unaffected by the limited movement of your hips. “you’ll feel so much better when you do. Then when you wake up I’ll make you cum again and again until you’ve had your fill.” He cooed.

“Pretty girls like you deserve to feel good all the time” he continues and you feel yourself let go. You cum hard and you feel Newts hold on you tighten. “That’s it, good girl; let go for me honey” he murmurs to you.

When all is said and done he licks his fingers clean, tucks you into bed and takes your neglected tea from the nightstand. He come back 15 minutes later after cleaning up his work station, he lays down on his side of the bed and pulls you into his side.

“I love you darling, sleep tight” newt cooed as held you close and started rubbing your back. You fell asleep soon after.

[sunnysoulzz]

Newt scamander x reader 🤭

Im SOOO sorry about how long this has taken, writers block is an ass fr anywayyyy

I just finished reading two, long, newt scamander fanfics and now I got that heartache that comes with finishing something you like, and sooo I’m filling the void with my own fanfic 🤭

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^ this was the original idea! (Made by @krispypotato)

I will say, I did change the original idea up a bit, sorry!

Warning: smut, newt x reader, Dom?newt (he gets subby towards the end), sex pollen lol, reader is down bad for newt, more horny then cute 😭, condom without the condom 😎 (protection? Spell teehee)

No pronouns are mentions but it’s afab! <333

It was a lazy Saturday. You had been newt’s assistant for almost a year now. Ever since you got this job, things have always been interesting between you and newt, though you didn’t want to admit it. The long stares, getting flustered when you brushed his hand against yours, your heart racing whenever he got close to you, you could go on and on. He was just so pretty, how could you not? His curly brown-red hair, his freckles, his adorable smile, ahhhhh.

Recently, newt brought a new animal into his care. Neither of you knew much about the creature yet, but you’d try your best.

You were busy feeding the mooncalves when newt called you over. “Hey, can you bring the food?” He called out. “Sure!” You yelled back, grabbing the bucket of meats and herbs. You found newt petting the new creature, trying to gain its trust. You walked slowly, trying not to scare it. You handed the bucket to newt, who then promptly started feeding the creature. The creature was pretty small compared to some of your others, it couldn’t have been much bigger then a large dog. You found it with its leg trapped between rocks and a tree, of course, newt saved it and brought it back. Newt held the food out for the creature to eat. You couldn’t help but watch him, his smile, his lean build, his nice hands… You blushed at your own thoughts. You looked away quickly, starring off into space before newt snapped you out of it “it’s beginning to trust us, it isn’t running away anymore” he said, turning to you, that pretty smile still on his face. You couldn’t help but smile back. “I’m glad! It was a pain trying to rap it’s leg properly” you giggled, “hopefully now it’ll be easier”. Newt nodded, not taking his eyes of you.

Unluckily for the both of you, one of the animals in your care screeched, sending the new creature into a panic and splashing both you and newt in a pink/yellow glittery powder. “Ugh…” you sighed out, whipping some of the dust off your shirt. Newt chuckled before turning towards the screech, “let’s go find out what happened” he said, his voice laced with slight worry. He placed a hand on your shoulder, but he quickly removed it as he walked towards the animals. You nodded and quickly followed him.

You later found out one of the animals screeched because it got a splinter, you helped the animal, and then walked over to newt. Newt was standing at his desk, using a towel to get rid of the glittery dust. You sat down in the chair closest to him. He handed you the towel, smiling softly at you, before quickly turning his head towards his work. You brushed yourself off, suddenly starting to feel oddly calm. “Thanks” you said, placing the now glittery towel on back of one of the chairs.

You leaned back in the chair. All the creatures had been fed, the injured ones had been checked to make sure they were healing, and now you could finally rest. You looked around you before your eyes landed on newt again. He had a piece of paper in his hand, he looked like he was reading it but you saw his eyes jump from you to the creatures and then to the paper again, a light blush was present on his face. You took a deep breath in, looking down at your hands in your lap. You felt like you were getting hotter, sweat seemed to stick to your forehead. You shuffled in your seat, your clothes suddenly feeling to tight. Newt let out a small groan, you looked over to him again, letting out a little “hm?” To see if something was wrong. Newt seemed to jump almost, from hearing your voice. He turned around, facing you. “Ah- Uhm- well I think we’re all done here” he said, adjusting his collar, “you can head home” he finished, his eyes quickly looking away from you. “Are you sure? I can stick around a little longer, make sure that everything is ok after their feeding, and stuff…” you trailed off. Even though you were uncomfortable, you really didn’t want to leave newts side. “No, it’s fine, everything is done” he said, clearing his throat, the blush on his facing growing deeper. You stood up from the chair, stepping closer to him.

“I wanna make sure the animals are ok tho, what if she gets another splinter-“ you were cut off when newt grabbed your arms, “please, everything is fine, go home” his breathing was heavy. You looked him in the eyes, your face going red. He starred deep into your eyes before realising and quickly letting go off you and looking away. He cleared his throat again. There was an awkward silence between you two, the only sounds to be heard were the animals, and heavy breathing from the both of you. Your body started feeling tingly, you felt almost light headed. The feeling becoming overwhelming, your head filled with thoughts of newt, what he’d look like on top of you, what he could do with his rough hands, or his tongue. You gave in, you let out a shaky breath, “a-alright, I’ll see you tomorrow…” you smiled at him. He looked at you, his eyes dark, and filled with lust. He nodded his head, he leaned up against the desk.

You took a step back, still facing him. Suddenly his eyes widened. As you went to turn around you, your foot got caught on a loss brick, newt reached his hand out to you, barely grabbing onto your shirt before you both felt and hit the floor. Luckily, his hand was able to reach the back of your head before you reached the ground, so you didn’t hit your head. You weren’t badly hurt, neither was newt. You looked up, newt was now on top of you, his hands now on either side of your head, he looked down at you, his breathing speeding up slightly. He seemed to snap back to reality when you reached out to touch his face, you both realised what was happening. You quickly moved your hand back and newt sat up. “Uh- come on, I’ll..get you a Band-Aid” newt said quietly, helping you stand.

There was another awkward silence as you walked upstairs to his living room. Normally the silences were fine, since you both felt comfortable in each others presence, but now, you’re both uneasy, the both of you feeling tense with no way to relieve it. You sat in his living room while newt shuffled around for a Band-Aid. The air was thick with tension. You felt more lustful by the second. Your mind started to go foggy again. You let out a deep sigh, still feeling bubbly, “so, Uhm” you started, “do you know what the new creature is?” You starred down at your hands. “…not really, I-I think I’ve seen it before, but I can’t remember much about it, off the top of my head” he said, finding the Band-Aid. He walked over to you, placing his wand on the coffee table near by. He crouched down in front of you, delicately placing the Band-Aid on your elbow. He looked up at you, his adams apple bobbing. “…I think” he said, nervously, “I think, I can guess, what it’s defence mechanism is” he looked away from you. You started off into space for a second. Suddenly realising that this feeling started after it had sprayed you and newt in the glittery dust. Your mouth hung agape as you realised.

“I don’t think…this will go away unless we do something about it” newt said in a moment of unexpected confidence, though his face was bright red. “Will you…help me?” Newt said softly. You held newts face, “mmhm, if you help me as well” you said. Newt licked his lips, letting out another sigh before smiling slightly and kissing you. He stood up and quickly pushed you to lay longways on the couch, his lips never leaving yours. His hands were now by your head again. You started unbuttoning his shirt.

His lips detached from yours, his hands went to your shirt. He quickly unbuttoned your shirt and threw it on the floor. “You’re so beautiful…” he muttered against your skin. His lips sucked redish purple splotches on your neck. You moaned as your hands tangled in his hair. “Wait..” you said. He immediately stopped and looked up at you, worrying he did something wrong. “I wanna touch you too” you blushed, looking away from him. He panted, looking from your neck, to your face, and then away from you. He sat up, still between your legs, “Mmhmm” he said. He quickly took off his shirt. You unbuttoned your pants, and took them off, with his help. You were left in just your underwear, he still had his pants on, though you could see his cock strained uncomfortably against them. “…gorgeous..” you heard him mumble. Your face went redder, you couldn’t tell if it was the sex pollen talking or if he really thought that.

He kissed your neck, leaving small kisses against the deep red marks on your skin. You reached down to his pants, you hooked your fingers around the waist band of them, pulling them down. He swiftly unbuttoned them and pulled them off, leaving him in just his boxers. He breathed deeply against your neck, his hot breath making you shiver. He kissed at your neck more, his hands lightly placed on your hips. “Please…newt” you said, reaching down to stroke the outline of his cock. He groaned at your touch. He sat up, quickly removing his boxers and letting his dick spring free. You starred for longer then you should have. He looked away suddenly feeling nervous. You quickly snapped out of your daze, your face bright red. You took off your panties, throwing them somewhere on the floor. Now it was his turn to stare. He starred down at your body, his hands moving to your face and then down your body. You let out a small moan as his hand moved to grip your hip. He used his other hand to quickly reach over to the table and grab his wand, casting a…protection spell on himself.

“Is it..ok..if i..” newt stuttered out. His hand gripping you hip tighter. “Yes newt just- please” you mumbled. Newt smiled at your neediness, his fingers when down to your entrance, without wasting anytime he pushed his finger in you. You moaned gripped the bedsheets, newt quickly added another finger, he pumped his digits inside you, though a little sloppy. “Newt, please… I want you..” you moaned out, your eyes stared deeply into his. “But…I need to prep you don’t I..?” His soft eyes looked back at you, he was worried he’d end up accidentally hurting you. “It’s good enough, I need you inside of me” you grabbed his wrist, making him pull out. His face when even more red, he was flustered yet very excited.

He pumped his cock in his hands before steadying himself and pushing his tip inside you, using his precum as lube. You moaned loudly. He slowly pushed himself inside of you. He leaned over you, putting a head next to your head, your arms went to rap around his neck. Once he was fully inside you he stabilised himself. he looked down at you, his breath heavy and his face red. “Are you alright?” He mumbled. “Mmhmm” you said, he slowly pulled himself out again, starting to thrust into you. A string of moans left your lips as your nails dug into his back.

You moaned out his name while he grunted in your ear. He kissed your jawline, his eyes were glossy and filled with lust, he wanted more of you. His hands moved gently down your body, just because he was roughly fucking you doesn’t mean he wasn’t going to touch you were the most graceful thing he had ever seen. His hands travelled down your body, landing on your hips, he moved your body against his, causing his dick to reach deeper inside you. Your hands landed on the bedsheets, you gripped them tightly as you moaned.

His thrusts eventually grew sloppy, his breathing was laboured, and his grunts and groans had turned into whimpers and soft moans as he got closer to his climax. “You look so..delicate” he whimpered out, his grip on your hips loosening. As the both of you reached your climax, he moaned out your name, his cum painting your walls. He stayed inside you, catching his breath. “..a-are you ok?” He stuttered out nervously. You stared up at him, your chest rising and falling. You nodded your head and reached up to him, pulling him down into your arms. “I feel wonderful” you said with a smile, newt let out a content sigh before pulling out of you. “I’ll uh, get you a towel” he said, before disappearing out of view. You laid on the couch, suddenly aware of the fact you technically just fucked your boss, and the guy you’ve had a crush on since you met him.

He eventually came back with a warm towel, he was now in a new pair of pants, still shirtless. He traced over your body with the towel, you laid their catching your breath. You couldn’t help but look at him arms and chest. He was covered in scars, some small, some large, obviously from all the animals he’s tried to help over the years. You couldn’t help it as a small smile formed on your lips as he looked away, blushing, as he moved down your body. “Do you feel..ok?” He said, still looking away, “I mean..has the sex pollen..worn off?” He scratched the back of his neck. “I think so, interesting defence mechanism though” you chuckled out, thinking about how you even got into this situation. He turned back to you as you sat up, stretching. You stared into each others eyes, but only for a second, before you both broke it off. You were somehow still nervous, even though he had just recked your insides. “Uh..” he begun, “would you..like to go out for coffee, sometime?” He said nervously. You’re face went red, was he really asking you on a date? You smiled brightly, but tried to hide it. “Sure, I’d love to” you said, the happiness very apparent in your voice. He looked back to you, seemingly shocked at your answer before he quickly smiled. Maybe it wasn’t just the sex pollen that caused this to happen.

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Anddd scene, lmao I’m sorry if this is rushed, I got super bad Artist block right as I started the smut 😭 anyway, hope this is ok! I want to get back into writing but ima have to take it slow lol. Anyway hope this did the prompt at least a lil justice 💪 (also sorry for any spelling mistakes, I’ve only edit read this once)

@camilaheroine

[krispypotato]

WHY is there no fanfics with Newt Scamander and sex pollen? There is so much there to write. Easy to get him and the reader into the situation, they were looking for a very elusive creature. Some super adorable awkwardness that finally gets overcome a little. The normally super shy Newt lets loose and relaxes more than he normally would, feeling comfortable enough to ask for what he really wants. SOMEONE WRITE THIS!

[romance-lover77]

Newt Scamander x Fem Muggle Reader Part 6

Warning: Smut +18, Low self esteem talk, Cursing

Plot: You finally have no doubts about Newt’s love for you but someone unexpected shows up

Your POV

Sometimes I wondered why Newt chose me. Out of all the beautiful women out there he had to choose me. The plain unattractive muggle woman. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror, wondering how he can sleep with this. Wondering how he can kiss my lips, how he can caress my skin, how he can caress my curves…… Wondering how he can look at me straight in the eyes and tell me “I love you”……

Your eyes opened and you appeared to be standing in front of a type of jail cell. It looked like an old dungeon, it was cold and slightly dark. The air was humid and even the tiniest sound could make an echo. Tina appeared abruptly beside you and she appeared to be enraged.

“How could you Y/N! It’s all your fault! You b***h! Because of you Newt is going to Azkaban!”

You didn’t know what was happening, why Tina was fuming and was shouting at your face. Until you saw on the other side, that Newt was chained up and looking miserable.

Your eyes widened by the shock and you started shaking your head no. Not believing that this was happening. Tears were forming in your eyes and then Tina said “If I were his woman, he wouldn’t be in this mess. If I were a simple muggle, I would have turned myself in because that’s how much I love him. But you couldn’t even do that. You coward, Coward! Coward! Coward! COWARD!!!!!!”

You opened your eyes, desperately gasping for air. You jolted up, and took deep breaths,trying to breathe normally again. Your body was so damp by how much you were sweating. Finally when you could catch your breath, you gazed at the room, and realized that it was just a dream, a horrible dreadful dream.

You then look at your right side and see Newt peacefully sleeping. Oh goodness he was so damn handsome even without trying. His breathing was so calm and soothing that you could hear it all night without getting tired of it. Newt's eyes opened abruptly and he caught you staring at him. He was groggy and sat up now facing you

“Love what’s that matter, why are you awake?”.

You didn’t want to tell him about your dream so you lied. “I’m sorry honey, my back is hurting that’s all and I can’t find a comfortable position. So Newt honey just go back to sleep.” You stare at him, hoping that he will shrug it off and fall back to sleep. But he didn’t and he gazed at you which made you anxious by the way he was doing it. “Newt, are you okay?”

He then wraps his arms around your body and he lays his face on your breasts. That startled you and a small squeak escaped your lips. “Newt what are you doing!?”

He then looks up at you with such hungry eyes. “Let me help you with your back pain, love. You have no idea how much I miss your body”. Then there was an unexpected visitor. On your thigh you could sense his erection through his pajama pants. Your eyes widened and your whole face turned deep red just like a tomato. “Newt we can’t, remember the children are here”. Newt didn’t listen at all because he was now kissing your neck and it felt unbelievably good that you let out a noise of pleasure while your eyes were closed.

You start patting his arm hoping that he would stop but part of you didn’t want it to stop. “Mmm Newt….mmm Newt stop it… We can’t do it mmm here”. Again Newt was so determined and he was now kissing your breasts… that hit the target. You could feel that your vagina was starting to get wet and was getting ready to welcome Newt’s member.

You abruptly seize Newt’s startled face and you smash your lips against his. Both tongues having a sword fight and moans coming from both of your mouths. Finally after a minute the kiss ended and both of you were gasping for air. Newt stares into your eyes, those sweet dazzling eyes and he couldn’t look anywhere else. “y/n you are a witch because you have enchanted me, I can’t look at any other woman but you”. His hands were rubbing your hips up and down motion.

Those words made an arrow go through your heart, making it skip a beat. You too staring intensely into his green emarald crystal like eyes.“Newt I love you… and I want you to fuck me as hard as you can”.

The next thing you know, Newt rapidly took you to the lavatory/bathroom and took out his wand from his wand pocket in his pajamas, to cast the locking charm and the Muffliato charm. “Colloportus…. Muffliato”.

The door automatically locked by itself and straightaway Newt was unbuttoning your nightgown and helped you strip off,even your undergarments. He had also removed all of his clothes and both of you were nude. Newt instantly was slurping on your nipples, feeling his tongue twirling around them.

“Oh that feels nice” you said with your eyes closed but you wanted to surprise him. You then lifted his face and Newt was confused on what you were doing. You then kneel to the ground and grab his big erected member and you place it inside your mouth. You start to suck it, in and out. Newt was flabbergasted, because you have never acted this naughty and he let out a whimper of pleasure. “Mmm fuck….”. You started going deeper, and sucking it harder that it almost made you choke. Newt arched his head back and was moaning louder now. “ Merlin’s beard fuck! Ah!”. He grasped your head and was thrusting inside your mouth faster by the second. He was moaning uncontrollably more than ever, “AH! FUCK! ahhhh……I’m close!”. The thrusting became faster and was about to make you choke until he finally came. “AHHH! I’m gonna cum!!! FUCK!!…..”

He let out a groan and all the semen spurted into your mouth and it tasted salty. You swallowed it and Newt felt embarrassed about what he had done. He kneeled down next to you and cupped your face “Love i’m so sorry I couldn’t control myself”. You just smile and cup his face as well “Newt I wanted to, you are always the one making me feel good and this time I wanted to be the one to make you feel good, you deserve it”.

Newt felt butterflies in his stomach, thinking that he totally didn’t deserve you while you thought that you didn’t deserve him. He smiled and initiated a kiss, your tongues fighting more than ever. His member was erected again, then you were startled when you felt Newt’s fingers rubbing on your clit and a muffled moan escaped out of your mouth.

Newt separates from the kiss and once again, those hungry eyes appear but this time they seemed different, more hungry. “I’m not done yet, I want to pound into that pussy of yours until you can’t walk

anymore”

side note: after childbirth it’s not recommended to have sex until months later because the vagina tore during the birth. So Newt gave you a potion to heal it up immediately

Newt then grabs your body and turns you around. The front of your body and face were facing against the wall. You grabbed hold of the wall because you knew what was coming next was going to be a rollercoaster. Newt grabbed his member and was positioning it, and he slid into you with a lot of force. Both of you let out a moan of pleasure and Newt grabs hold of your breasts, massaging them. He nuzzles his nose on your neck and then starts moving. The pace was slow at first but little by little Newt started thrusting faster and Your skin smacking each other.

You were moaning uncontrollably but you wanted more of his dick. “Fuck! I want you to fuck me harder! Ah!!”

Newt didn’t hesitate to oblige. You weren’t the only one moaning uncontrollably, Newt couldn’t get a hold of himself. Your pussy felt so damn good, “AH! I love you Y/N! Fuck you feel so damn good!”. Newt was panting hard on your neck and was kissing it. Then Newt went inside deeper and he was hitting your G-spot. You let out a yelp of pleasure “OH MY GOSH! THAT’S IT!”

Newt thrusted aggressively and both of you were so close to cumming. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you arched your head. All this felt like heaven and finally your walls were closing up. You were cumming and let out one final moan “MMM!!!!” Newt cummed right after you “FUCK!!!! AHHhhh’”

Newt panted hard on your neck and both of you were catching your breath. Both of you really needed this, to feel each other’s love for one another, and become one. Newt wrapped his arms around your waist from the back and he was nuzzling your cheek.

“y/n I swear with all my heart, my soul even, that I love you. I would die for you my love. It hurts me that you don’t believe me”.

You began to remember the dream that you had forgotten almost an hour ago. Just thinking about it made it hard to breathe because part of you believed that it was true. That you are a cowardly, useless and ugly muggle woman. That you can’t even protect Newt, that he is the one risking for you and you are being a big burden just because you were born a muggle.

There was a knot in your throat because you were almost close to shedding tears but you sucked it up and took a deep breath.

“Does part of you wish that I was born a witch?”

You felt Newt’s hands clutch harder around your waist and turned you around. Staring intensely in your eyes with a frown on his face.

“I love you!, muggle or not, merlin’s beard! can’t you understand that!”

Newt had raised his voice and that shocked you because he has never raised his voice like that to you ever and it hit a trigger. You were now weeping and your hands were over your face.

“I’m sorry I just h-hate feeling useless to you, feeling like a burden to you. Like everything is my fault”.

Newt removed your hands from your face and cupped it but you didn’t dare look at him.

“Love please don’t cry, I hate seeing you cry. You aren’t a burden. You are one of the bravest and strongest women I know. Even witches aren't as amazing as you”.

You finally look at him and see his beautiful light green crystal eyes. “Even if I'm plumpy, I have big eye bags, frizzy hair, and not a perfect face, because let me remind you. Tina has a skinny beauty standard figure, beautiful eyes, a nice jawline, silky hair, and more I bet.”

Newt just smiled with devilish eyes and placed his hands on your hips. rubbing up and down,Hips to thighs.

“If i’m being honest I like you plumpy more than how you were before. Your body never fails to turn me on and no matter how your hair and face looks to me I just see beauty. But listen, love, looks aren’t everything, because I also fell in love with your personality, I fell in love with who you are. When I was with Tina I didn’t know what real love felt like until I met you, I will say it once again. You muggle woman, have enchanted me”.

Your heart was beating rapidly with so much force, and feeling the heat rise onto your cheeks. You were speechless and all your worries had gone away. You had no more doubts or worries. You smiled and now it was your turn to cup his face.

“I'm sorry for doubting, I love you Newt”.

Newt grins and kisses your forehead

“Let’s go wash up and rest”

You and Newt were now in bed sleeping peacefully. Newt big spooning you and both of your breathing following a soothing rhythm. Until abruptly you felt a furry hand touch your face which startled you, opening your eyes rapidly and almost screamed in panic. But then you calmed down when you saw that it was a cat. You didn’t think much of it and were about to go back to sleep until you jerk up leaving Newt’s arms but he was so deep asleep. You jerked up because you started thinking clearly and asking yourself how a cat got in here.

The cat was just staring and you asked “kitty how did you get in here?” obviously not expecting an answer back but the cat answered back

“By the window”. Your eyes widened and you became paralyzed with fear.

“You didn’t just talk to me…”

The cat was getting impatient and furrowed its eyes. “Yes I did, I’m-“

“Oh my goodness am I going crazy, that must be it”.

You literally couldn’t believe that a cat was talking and started slapping your face in hope that it was all a dream. Until the cat screamed “Idiot! It’s me Tina!, I’m in animagus form!”.

Tina then covered her mouth with both paws because she didn’t intend to wake up Newt or the children but luckily they didn’t. They were in deep sleep and especially Newt because the love making took a toll on him. Once again your eyes widened in shock not expecting Tina to be here and especially being a cat.

“Tina!?”

Tina hushed you “shhh don’t talk so loud, meet me outside I need to talk to you”. Then Tina ran out of the window that you hadn’t noticed that was opened before. After Tina left you instantly went to close the window.

You went into deep thinking, wondering what Tina wanted to talk about. Your gut felt weird and your stomach started to turn. You had a bad feeling about this because why would Tina want to speak with you at these hours of the night. This wasn’t good at all and you were scared but you had to know what Tina wanted. So you swiftly put on a warm coat and slippers and went outside. Of course to go outside you had to go through the living room where Theasus was sleeping so you tippytoed. You opened the door to reveal the outside where Tina was waiting. She was now in normal human form. You quietly close the door behind you and face Tina.

“Um Hello Tina what brings you here?” you said agitated

Tina didn’t look pleased “ let’s cut to the chase, i’m here because I want you to turn yourself in”.

To be continued…

[anatee]

 Masterlist ✨

Fics with parts

Insufferable | General Hux x Reader Smut 18+ Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Ao3

Bloody Skywalker | Anakin Skywalker x Reader Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Ao3

Touch me if you dare | Ben/Kylo x Reader Smut 18+ Part 1 Ao3

One shots

Fantasy | Kylo Ren x Reader Smut 18+ Ao3

A sweet way to go | Anakin Skywalker x Reader Smut 18+ Ao3

The Cockpit | Poe Dameron x Reader Smut 18+ Ao3

A rainy night | Kylo Ren x Reader  Ao3

Waking up | Kylo Ren x Reader Smut Ao3

Drabbles

Newt Scamander x Pregnant!Reader

Theseus Scamander x Pregnant!Reader

Adult!Sirius Black x Reader

[i-cant-write-pls-help]

Hello, this is my first post!

I need serious help (mentally but that’s ok). Any writers who happen to like my ideas please help, I usually daydream ideas of how I want a certain character to interact with the reader.

If you do happen to write it please tag me! Please and thank you!!

Master list of my ideas

[sheisagoddess]

The tags are either exposing me or there just random

[exoticbabe69]

Theseus Scamander x Reader

✨Love is magical✨

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10| Part 11

The first ray of sunlight finally hit the window in your bedroom. Your eyes were wide open and the nervous smile on your face began to make your cheeks hurts. It was your first day working at the Ministry of Magic. After countless hours spent discussing with Theseus whether or not you should take the job, you ultimately decided to go for it. After all, the idea of helping the wizarding world defeat the bad guys and make the universe as a whole a better place brought an immense passion and purpose to the career.

“Theseus wake up!” you couldn’t contain yourself of the excitement jolting through your body. You barely got any sleep thinking about how the first day as lead auror would go. “Will everyone like me?” “Will this job be difficult?” “Should I refrain from telling everyone I’m a parselmouth?” All of these thoughts filled your mind, as your imagination took over. “Someone’s excited” Theseus murmurs with his deep still half asleep voice. He places one arm around your waist and pulls you back down whispering in your ear “don’t worry my love, you’re brilliant and I’ll be there every step of the way.” Theseus was home, your rock, your other half, and you could now declare with confidence- your soulmate. “I’m getting up and making us coffee, I can’t lay here anymore Thes, the excitement is not letting me!” Theseus couldn’t help but laugh at your quirky behavior this morning.

While the two of you were eating breakfast Theseus began explaining some basic rules for the Ministry, who all works at the aurors office, who to watch out for, and how overbearing Travers could be. You interrupted him “look Theseus, I don’t want this to come off the wrong way but I would prefer if you gave me some space at work, ya know I don’t want everyone thinking I got this job because of you or that I’m not capable on my own.” Theseus furrowed his eyebrows “I’ll try my best darling, although I could put you to good use in my office” a cheeky grin appearing on his face as he winks at you. You rolled your eyes and proceeded to clean up the table.

You scurried back to the bedroom deciding what you would wear for your first day. “Hmmm do I want to go for business casual? Is this too sexy? Does this look like I’m a serious auror?” picking up outfits and weighing your options while looking in the mirror. You didn’t notice Theseus standing at the door mimicking you and chuckling at your nervousness. He had never seen you in this type of state before. “I’m sure whatever you wear you will look lovely my dove.” You ultimately decide on a silk blouse that accentuated your bosom, and a chic skirt with matching pearl earrings. You looked perfect.

As the two of you got ready to apparate to the Ministry of Magic, you gave Theseus a loving kiss only to follow it with, “is it okay if we arrive separately? I just want to walk in alone, if you don’t mind.” Theseus was hurt of course but he also understood why you felt this way, you wanted to make an impression as “y/n the new lead auror,” not “y/n Theseus’s girlfriend.” “As you wish darling” Theseus half smiles, you knew when he half smiled that something wasn’t right but you were set on your decision. So you apparated first and Theseus followed suit.

As you walked into the British Ministry of Magic, excitement filled your core. There were so many wizards and witches around, everyone walking as fast as they could to get to their departments. It was beautiful, busy, and colossal inside. Taking in a deep breathe you hustled to level two where the British auror office was. Theseus was sneakily walking behind you hoping you wouldn’t notice, as much as he wanted to listen to your orders he also wanted to make sure you were safe and knew how to get there, it was a huge Ministry after all. A plethora of thoughts filled your mind about what to expect, so naturally you didn’t notice everyone staring at you. You even made a bunch of wizards awkwardly bump into each other from checking you out, Theseus of course noticed and gave them all the death stare.

“Alright I’m finally here, keep it together y/n” you say to yourself. You were greeted at the front desk by a middle aged woman Petunia “Ah you must be y/n, come Travers is waiting for you in the head office, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” she says. Right after you hear “Oh hello Mr. Scamander.” You were so focused on making a good first impression it didn’t bother you that Theseus was behind you the entire time. Walking down the hall you heard everyone whisper amongst themselves: “that’s y/n the new lead auror.” “Wow, she really is gorgeous.” “Theseus is one lucky man.” The whispers all focused on how good looking you are and of course Theseus, which bothered you deeply. Then you hear one woman snicker “you can’t be that beautiful and good at your job, probably not too bright that one.” This made your blood boil, so you turned and stared her down, to which she fell back and tripped against her chair. Theseus grabbed your shoulders “it’s alright love, just ignore it.” You instantly brushed Theseus’s hands off “please, not here.”

“Ah Miss y/n/ y/l, please come in, we have been eagerly awaiting your arrival, I am Torquil Travers, Minister. This is Rudolph Spielman, and Arnold Guzman they’re visiting to discuss some international matters.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you all,” you state assertively. “Scamander, please sit down, we need to go over today’s plans,” Travers commands. You all sit down at the table, the center of it looked like blue glowing water that glittered. Travers begins “y/n welcome to our auror team, I’m sure Scamander has already informed you that you will take the position of lead auror. I must say it took a long time to convince him in recruiting you. Your powers have been the talk of the wizarding world lately, is it true that you posses the elderwand?” Spielman and Guzman both looked at each other in a concerned manner. “Thank you Mr. Travers, yes it is true.” “Fascinating, well then let’s get started.” The rest of the meeting consisted of different cases you would be leading, as well as the first mission you’d go on next week. The mention of your first mission made Theseus tense he was about to interrupt what Travers was saying but you glared at him and he refrained. When accepting the job however, you knew how protective Theseus would be so you excused his impulses. Theseus would not stop gazing at you the entire meeting with his twinkling love filled eyes, you adored it obviously, but wished he wouldn’t be this way at work, at least until you made a name for yourself.

After the meeting was dismissed Travers came up to you. “Y/n, I’d like you to have this, I think you will benefit from the literature.” He handed you a book “The Pure-Blood Directory.” “Thank you sir,” you said, confused as to what this book was about. Theseus also found it peculiar, but you both brushed it off for now. Theseus walked you to your office, and before you could open the door, a fellow auror Franklin Moody (of the renowned auror moody family) approaches you. “Miss Y/n if I may introduce myself I’m Franklin Moody”, he takes your hand and inappropriately kisses it “charmed,” he drools. Theseus clears his throat “mmmm,” it was his way of saying “stop” without actually saying it. Then another auror approached Simon Diggory, “your beauty is truly astonishing Miss y/n, it is a pleasure to be working with you.” Auror after auror *all male* walked up and introduced themselves until Theseus had enough of everyone hitting on you. “Alright that’s enough, everyone get back to work” he yelled. This time you were happy Theseus intruded as it became a bit overwhelming you looked up at him and smiled “thank you.”

At long last stepping into your office, locking the door, you and Theseus had some alone time. “I love you pumpkin,” you coo finally able to let your guard down. “I love you too my world, so how did I do? Enough space?” You chuckle “hardly.” Theseus grabbed your waist to pull you into a kiss “I’ve been dreaming about this all damn day.” Right when your lips were about to touch Travers slams the door open. “Scamander, y/ln! We need you on a mission now! There’s been a murder in Hogsmeade right next to Hogwarts and it looks like dark magic was utilized!” Theseus immediately looks at you….his body taut….eyes full of worry…..it was time for your first mission.

[shadowsinger11]

I have so many unfinished fics in my google docs and tho it was fun remembering how well I can write, I don't have it in me to wrap em up properly bc I'm somehow detached from some fandoms jsnzjanzksnsj the pain-

[romance-lover77]

Newt Scamander x Fem Muggle reader

Plot: Your’s and Newt’s daughter asks for a baby sibling

Warning: Smut +18 (sorry if the smut writing is horrible) Part 2 is the link below

You’ve been married to Newt Scamander for 5 years now and you guys have a little girl of 4 years, she is a half-blood since you are a muggle. You and Newt met each other during the dark age of Grindelwald since Jacob Kowalski was your store neighbor because you owned a bookstore and coffee shop. One day while Jacob and Queenie were on vacation for their Honeymoon. Newt appeared injured and you happened to find him and brought him to your apartment. You knew nothing about the wizarding world and you had no idea who Newt was. You healed him and Newt had asked if he could stay with you for a few weeks because he had to stay hidden. So Newt and you spent weeks together and in that time you guys bonded and he educated you about the wizarding world/magic and his magical creatures. You fell in love with his magical creatures and with him. He also fell in love with you, deeply. You guys got married when the dark age Grindlewald was over. Now living in London in a cottage with your daughter and your husband Newt.

It was night and you were tucking in your daughter to sleep and gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Goodnight Lottie my sweetie” you smiled and Lottie smiled.”Goodnight mommy”. You were about to leave until Lottie spoke. “Umm mommy I actually wanted to ask something for my birthday since it’s coming up”. This really brought you curiosity since it was rare for Lottie to ask for anything, she was exactly like her father Newt selfless and always did the right thing. “ohh yea sure sweetie you can tell me, Me and daddy will try our best on getting you the present you want”. You smile happily. Lottie looked a little nervous and was playing with her hands which made you wonder why she was acting that way. “Well I was wondering if you and daddy can-can give me a baby brother or sister for my birthday”. You were in shock and blushing really hard since obviously your daughter didn’t know how babies are made and where they come from, it actually wasn’t that easy. You really didn’t know how to explain to her that it’s not that easy and you didn’t know if Newt wanted another baby.You would be happy to have another baby but maybe Newt didn’t want another baby. “Sweetie” you sit on her bed where she’s laying. “I’m sorry to tell you but that birthday wish won’t be really easy to grant, maybe me and daddy won’t be able to”. Lottie looked a little sad and looked down “why?”. You felt bad and said “well…. because babies are really expensive and right now we can’t afford to have one right now” . you really tried your best to come up with a lie, hopefully that she would accept it though you did wish you could give her a baby brother or sister. Lottie frowned and said “oh it’s okay mommy I understand”. You really felt bad, you really did and your curiosity took over. “Lottie sweetie, where did you get the idea of wanting a baby sibling?” Lottie, still looking down says “well it’s because I see other kids have brothers and sisters, always looks like they have fun and share. I want someone to share with and play with. and also uncle Theasus always tells me stories about him and daddy having fun as kids. so I thought maybe you know…”

Now you understand it all, Lottie felt lonely since she didn’t have any friends. She acts shy and antisocial just like Newt. She was exactly like Newt, special. and other kids thought Lottie was strange. Which hurt you because she was your daughter she didn’t deserve that. You disliked kids who picked on your precious daughter and hoped one day there would be kids wanting to be friends with her. Now you really didn’t know what to say, but now you wanted to do something about it. You hug Lottie who then hugs you back. “Oh sweetie I know what you are feeling, I'm sorry that you feel lonely, I just want you to know that I love you and that I'm here okay. And I'll see what I can do okay I have to discuss this with your daddy”.

Lottie felt excited and smiled “is that a maybe!?”. You chuckle “don’t get excited your daddy also has to be involved in this, I just want you to know if Daddy and me decide no, please understand. Like I said a baby can be expensive, but if Daddy and I decide yes just know that the baby won’t be here for your birthday it might take some time okay?”

Lottie smiles and says” I understand mommy!, thank you for considering it!”

she kissed your cheek.you loved seeing your daughter happy. “Alright now little missie you gotta go to sleep now it’s late, Goodnight”

You get up and as you're standing at the doorway Lottie says “Goodnight mommy!” you smile and turn off the light and close the door. Now that was the moment that you started to feel nervous that you had to ask Newt if he wanted to have another baby.

Newt has been a bit busy lately with traveling and helping magical creatures around the world. He literally just got back from scotland today and was now working on some paperwork that he had to do. He must be exhausted and you probably imagined this wouldn’t be the right time to ask and discuss but you knew that this had to be the time. So you go to yours and Newt’s bedroom, you see that his suitcase was in the ground and immediately knew that he was down in the habitats taking care of his creatures. So you go down there and see him without his coat on, only his waistcoat or vest and his white dress shirt sleeves rolled up. You thought he looked so handsome, still wondering how he fell in love with you. Newt was taking care of the graphorns and you walked up to him. “Hi honey, what are you doing?”

Newt looks at you and smiles “Hi love, i’m just seeing how the graphorns are doing, is our sweetie in bed?”

you smile because you know how much Newt loves yours and his daughter, you loved how he was such a good Father. “Yes she is sound asleep now and well I know that you’re busy but I came down here wanting to talk to you about something and it has to do something about Lottie’s birthday”.

Newt looks at you curiously and feels kind of worried that it might be something serious. “Is everything okay?”. you smile kind of nervously and play around with your hands and Newt noticed this. He knows that when you play around with your hands it means that you are nervous about something. Newt got kind of worried and frowned .”Oh no no, everything is fine umm you know what I’ll just wait until you come to bed, if not and i know that you are really busy, we can talk about this tomorrow, Goodnight..”. You just speed walk away without letting Newt answer back and you get out of the suitcase. Newt couldn’t focus on work seeing you nervous like this, he got worried so he tried finishing his chores as fast as he could so he could speak with you.

You got dressed for bed and were now laying in bed reading a book that you enjoyed. When Newt got out of the suitcase and locked it as soon as he got out of it. He looked at you reading and noticing how you were a bit shaky. He was about to speak when you looked at him and said “Newt I prepared your bath for you, you can take a bath now”. Newt frowned but he knew he should take a bath first so he can talk calmly with you. So he went to the bathroom.

As soon as he left ,you put your hand on your chest and took a deep breath. You are really nervous to actually tell him, thinking maybe he doesn’t want anymore kids or maybe he doesn’t desire you. And just thinking of making love with Newt makes you so nervous. You and Newt haven’t done it in a while since he’s been very busy with work and you thought maybe he wouldn’t like your body anymore, and you did gain a bit of weight. You were feeling really insecure.

Newt got out of the bathroom and was in pajamas, ready for bed. You tried not to make eye contact with him and he sat next to you in bed noticing how you were avoiding eye contact. Newt then says “My love, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about Lottie’s birthday?”

You gulp and slowly put your book down and still without any eye contact you say “ well….. you see, Lottie did something very unusual, she asked me for a birthday present”.

Newt smiles, his heart warmed because his daughter finally asked for something and thinking that he will happily give anything for his precious daughter.”That’s brilliant!, what did she ask for?”

That's when you gulp and stare down at your fingers and start playing with them. “She asked for well ummm… a baby brother or sister”. Newt’s eyes widened, being really surprised with the birthday wish his daughter wanted.

You noticed the silence and you started to feel the panic and imagined that Newt was going to say how he doesn’t wanna have kids with you anymore.

Newt then spoke with his eyes still widened “what did you tell her ?”

“Well I told her that I had to discuss it with you first but she shouldn’t get excited because a baby can be expensive and well it’s not easy to get a baby, so now we are here to discuss it”.

Newt is now blushing and looks away shyly now, him not making eye contact but you thought this meant that he didn’t want to have a baby.

he then says “what do you think?”

you then take a deep breath and with a shaky voice “well if i’m being completely honest Newt I want to have a baby, and our daughter said that the reason she wants a sibling is because she sees other kids with their siblings playing and that she wants to experience that.” you finally look at Newt in the eyes with a sad expression and Newt looks at you too and sees that expression, while frowning. “Oh Newt.. our daughter is so lonely and you know she doesn’t have any friends and it hurts me. This is a birthday present I am willing to give. I don’t want her to be an only child, I don’t want her to grow up lonely. I know sometimes you dislike your brother Theasus but you guys are there for each other and you guys had your fun times together. I want Lottie to have that.. but I would understand if you don’t want to have kids anymore”.

Newt then hugs you which surprises you because he barely hugs. He then whispers in your ear. “I am also willing to give Lottie her present”. Which sent shivers down your spine then he ends the hug and faces you again and cups your face. “who said I didn’t want kids anymore, I want to have many kids with you y/n even if it’s 8 or more”. Your face turns completely red, feeling your heart beat really fast.

You then clear your throat and look away in embarrassment “Well that means that we have to try and make a baby as soon as possible, it’s been a while since we’ve done it because you’ve been busy with work and we hadn’t had a chance and I’m sorry if i’m not as good as I use to be because i’ve gained some weight”.

Newt just smiles and thinks how cute you are just rambling but Newt did agree that he’s been busy and you guys haven’t had the chance to do it in a while. He’s actually been wanting to do it since forever and was always upset that work wouldn't give him a chance to make love to you. He missed your body so much, he missed caressing it and kissing it. He missed your soft lips against his. He missed you so much that when he would travel he would have to pleasure himself to calm himself down. He also didn’t want to bother you because he wanted to do it so much that he wouldn’t mind how late it would be to do it after he finished work but he knew how tired you were after being a stay home mom. Doing the chores in the house and taking care of Lottie, you would even sometimes help him feed his creatures when he was doing paperwork that he had to finish.

He just smiled and said “you have no idea how i’ve been wanting to make love to you ,my y/n. I don’t care if you lost weight or gained weight or whatever weight I love you, let’s make a baby”.

You smile and blush”I love you too Newt, i’m ready”.

Newt starts kissing you, both your tongues have a fight with passion. Newt starts to unbutton your pijama and lay you down on the bed getting on top of you. He then starts kissing your neck and you close your eyes in pleasure. You start helping Newt unbutton his pijama as well and taking off each other's pants and underwear, all clothing imaginable. Leaving both of you naked and all your clothes on the ground. You saw Newt’s erection making you feel wet down there and hungry for him. Newt then starts sucking on your tits, his tongue slurping them making you let out a small moan. He then starts caressing your whole body and especially your hips and legs. He loves how thicker you got and soft and plump you feel, making him get bigger down there. he kisses you again, your tongues touching and then puts a finger on your clit and starts rubbing it making you let out gasp mixed with a moan “ahhhh! oh my goodness!” You could literally feel his member get even bigger and rubbing your abdomen making you ache for him. Newt then with both hands cups your breasts and starts massaging them while kissing your neck, how much pleasure he was giving you. You literally couldn’t resist anymore. You need him inside you now. you start moving your hips back and forward aching for him. “Newt please I need you ! I can’t resist anymore” Newt agreed he also couldn’t resist anymore and now you were so wet. Newt lifts up your legs over his shoulders and spreads them finally putting his member inside you making you both moan. At first Newt started with a slow rhythm, pulling it out and back in slowly which still felt amazing for you until Newt started thrusting faster making you moan uncontrollably “AHHH!!!!! NEWT! OH MY!!!!! FASTER!!!PLEASE!!!.

Newt was also moaning and grunting in great pleasure. Both of your bodies sweating, the sweat making your skin sticky and making smacking noises, even more friction, skin to skin. Newt was going crazy because now he was pounding you vigorously that it made you eyes roll back making you feel euphoria. “AHHHH-TH-I-I-S F-E-E-LS S-O-O GOOD!. Newt also moaned “Ahh Fuck! Y/N you’re so tight. He started thrusting faster feeling like he was almost coming to an end as well as you. He felt your walls close around his member. “AHHH!!! I’M COMING!!!!” and you came onto his member, Newt still needed a few more thrusts until he came ,spilling his seed inside you. “BUGGAR! ah!”. Both of you panting and sweating, lowered down your legs. He lowered down and kissed your lips and you kissed back. He was still inside you, taking it out making you let out a whimper. Both yours lips separate and he stares at you with so much love saying “I love you y/n” and you too stare at him with love saying “I love you too Newt”

Newt just lays aside you, spooning you and the blankets over you guys.Newt's nose nuzzling your neck and cheek.

“Oh Newt that was amazing, how much I missed doing this”

“I missed it too we should make time to do it more often and I want to impregnate you many times”

You just giggled “first we have to keep trying for this one until I get pregnant, hopefully this is the target”

Then you gasp in horror, making Newt jump a little and freak out a little.

“What’s wrong ,my love?”

You then cover your eyes with your hands feeling shame. “Newt oh gosh, We probably woke up Lottie and she heard us, we were really loud this time and you didn’t put on the Muffliato charm, or did you? please tell me you did”

Newt got pale because he realized that he forgot to put on the Muffliato charm and you guys were really loud that probably even all the creatures could hear in the inside of his suitcase.

Newt slowly says to you “I-I forgot to do it, we were so in the moment that I forgot to cast it”

You also got very pale and covered your face in so much shame .Thinking how you probably traumatized Lottie and thinking what you would tell her if she asked what the noise was coming up from your room last night. you were hoping that Lottie was deep asleep and heard nothing.

It was the next morning and you woke up like being hit by a truck because you only got a few hours of sleep since the rest of the night you couldn’t sleep just thinking of your daughter Lottie might have heard you and Newt last night. You look at your right and see Newt still peacefully sleeping. He did sleep all night because he’s been very tired from work and plus obviously making love takes a lot of energy. Just looking at him sleep so peacefully makes a smile appear on your face and you reach out your hand to his face caressing it gently. You thought “how did I deserve you Newt?”. You get out of the zone, sit up from bed and stretch your arms. “Okay now to get up to make breakfast for both my loves”. you then proceed to stand up from bed but then there is a painful feeling on your abdomen which makes you fall onto the floor with a loud thump, You also start groaning from the pain and that loud thump woke up Newt. The first thing he noticed that you weren’t on the side of the bed and heard you groaning. He immediately got worried and jerked up from bed running to the other side and saw you there laying on the ground in pain. His eyes widened and kneeled to the ground next to you holding your upper half of you body to sit you up, just the slightest movement on your abdomen made it hurt. Making you groan “ah ah ow”. Newt again worried and scared asked you “love are you okay? what’s wrong?”. You look up at him feeling bad for making him worried. “I'm okay Newt don’t worry it’s just that my abdomen is in pain, I think since we haven’t had sex in a long while that I wasn’t used to it anymore and last night you pounded into me a little too hard.” Newt looked horrified and guilty for making you be in pain. “Love, I'm so sorry for hurting you…, you need some rest”. He proceeds to carry you bridal style and places you on the bed. Newt then starts to freak out and cover you with the blanket and fluff your pillow. “I'm going to make breakfast a-and help Lottie get ready and wash the dishes”. Newt starts saying all this too fast until you interrupt him to calm him down. “Newt Newt! please calm down, please don’t feel guilty, it wasn’t your fault i’m the one who told you to go faster anyways it’s because we haven’t done it in a long while and my body wasn’t used to it anymore. I’m gonna be okay, okay? Please don’t worry, like you said all I need is rest”.

Newt calms down and just nods while not making eye contact because he’s embarrassed. You smile and tell him to come to you which he does. You reach out your arms and pull him closer to you. Both your faces inches apart, you start kissing him and he starts kissing back. His hands on your hips and your hands cupping his face. The kiss ended and both of you separated. Just nuzzling each other's noses. “Newt, can you please make breakfast and help Lottie get ready for the day ”. Newt says “anything for you love” and kisses you one last time. Then he separated from you. While you read your book in bed he started to dress up. Putting on his trousers, white dress shirt, waistcoat and his boots. You must admit you couldn’t resist staring at him; he looked so attractive with his waistcoat. He then placed a kiss on your cheek saying “alright love i'm going to make breakfast and help Lottie get ready for the day”. You smiled ,whispered a thank you and he left the room.

He went to Lottie’s room and sat on her bed, where she was sleeping peacefully. He smiled because he loved his little girl and he hasn’t seen her for weeks since he went to scotland for work and arrived yesterday in the afternoon unable to see her since he had to be done with some papers for work for that same day, and take care of his creatures. He then gently starts moving her shoulder so she could wake up. “Sweetie… Sweetie, it's time to wake up”. Lottie opens her eyes slowly and looks up at Newt, it took her a second to realize that it was her daddy. When she did she stood up so fast in excitement and yelled, “Daddy you’re back!I missed you so much!”. She hugs him and he hugs her too. He smiles and says “I missed you too my sweetie”. Lottie then jerks back and is now facing Newt with such excitement “Did you see the dragons!!!?”. Newt chuckles by the excitement Lottie was showing. “Yes I did and they were huge, their skin was very dark, and very spiky and their eyes purple”. Lottie’s eyes widened with amazement and said “wow amazing!!!! I wish I could have seen it!”. Newt chuckles “one day you will when you are older”. Lottie was so much like her father, they liked and disliked almost the same things, Lottie was shy and antisocial like him, she loved creatures just like him, she even looked like him. Green eyes, freckles on face, same nose, same colored hair, but she did get some qualities from you, her mother. She got your face shape, she got your long luscious eyelashes and your lips as well.

Lottie then looked serious, looked down at her hands and started playing with them. Newt noticed this and frowned. He knew what this meant, because you would also do it and Newt learned that whenever you did that meant you were nervous and Lottie had gotten that from you. He asked “what’s wrong sweetie?”

Lottie looks up and says “I talked with mommy yesterday and I told her that I want a baby brother or sister for my birthday and she said that she would discuss it with you. Did mommy and you talk?”

Newt grinned now knowing why Lottie was acting that way. “Mommy and me did discuss it yesterday”

Lotties eyes widened “And!?”

Newt smiled softly, “mommy and me decided that you deserve to have that gift but just so you know it’s going to take some time”

A big smile appeared on Lottie’s face and hugged Newt so tightly. “Oh thank you daddy I love you so much! I can wait!”

Newt again hugged Lottie “I love you too sweetie”

Newt then says “Now it’s time to get ready for the day, I'm going to help you get ready today”. Lottie smiled and got up on her feet and started jumping on her bed “yay!”

Newt helps Lottie pick out her clothes ,put on her shoes, and brush her hair then it was now time for breakfast.

They both got down to the kitchen and Newt started making breakfast while Lottie was on the table drawing. Newt was horrible at cooking even magic couldn’t help him but he was trying, he wanted to help you since he knew that being a stay home mom was also a hard job and also because you were sick. Newt made some kind of burnt porridge pancakes, some burnt scrambled eggs and banana smoothies. He literally did what you usually do for every Saturday Breakfast. As he was making the banana smoothies. Lottie asked him about you. “Daddy I just realized where’s mommy? why isn’t she here?”

Newt while busy answers,”mommy isn’t feeling well today so that’s why i’m making breakfast”. Lottie then furrowed her eyes with worry for you. She then asked while Newt was trying some of the banana smoothie to see how it tasted. “Daddy, is that why I heard mommy yell really loud last night? because she was in pain?”.

Newt eyes widened and spits the smoothie harshly by the shock. Newt’s whole face became red in embarrassment and shame. Lottie did hear after all and now he didn’t know what to tell her. He was hating himself for forgetting to cast that damn spell.

Newt couldn’t make eye contact with his daughter and just slouched a bit, looking at the floor. “w-well sweetie y-yes.. your mom was in pain last night and couldn’t sleep”. Lottie nodded her head in understandment which made Newt ease a bit but Lottie again asked “I understand but why did I keep hearing the bed make noises daddy?”. Once again Newt tensed up, unable to come up with a lie and answered. “w-well since her back is in pain I was helping your mommy and I was massaging her which made the bed make noise”. Lottie then said “ohhh that makes sense, I really hope mommy gets better”. Newt sighs in relief and calms down. Thinking that next time he will remember to put that spell.

A month has passed and you did get pregnant which made you and Newt so happy. You both had to explain to Lottie that the baby was in your stomach and in 9 months the baby would arrive. Lottie never felt more excited though she did feel a bit sad that it takes a long while. You and Newt had told all your friends and family about the pregnancy news. Everyone was Jacob, Queenie, Tina, Dumbledore, Theasus, Bunty, Professor Hicks and Kama.

Newt of course had made more time for you, and some of that time was making love and actually remembering to put the spell on everytime now.

[lacollectionneuse1967]

slip of the tongue part 2 - jealous

Theseus Scamander x Reader

“He was all over you,” he hisses. “I am not a possessive man, but I could’ve killed him then and there. He doesn’t know what’s mine.”

summary: after confessing your feelings for (and sleeping with) your boss, theseus, you join his brother newt's team of wizards attempting to thwart the notorious gellert grindelwald. when you're tasked with distracting and seducing a powerful dark wizard on your first mission, theseus gets uncharacteristically and fiercely jealous.

fem!reader. theseus scamander x reader.

category: smut with plot

warnings: 18+ smut, (light) mdom/femsub elements, unprotected penetration, semi-public sex, jealousy/possessive behavior, also the reader suffers brief unwanted sexual advances in a scene

part one / part two

Your dreams are uninventive. Your nightmares are even less so. 

Often you are hounded by dogs: drooling, snapping canines, bloodthirsty past the point of cognizance, they’re more open mouths than animals. Or, you’re standing on the hill where your old orphanage used to sit in North London, barefoot on the roof while the rest of London floods below, water rising, you know you’re going to drown. Or some other tired, boring allegory for your past catching up with you, at last, your blessings, your wand, crumbling to ash—you know what the dreams mean and they don’t scare you anymore. 

But tonight you are perfectly dreamless. The dream dogs, the wintry world outside, the sound of the wind whistling through the empty London streets, it cannot touch you now. The fireplace is crackling and warm orange light spills in beneath the door from the living room.

Theseus’s arm is draped over your body, your head is on his chest. Every part of your body where your bare skin meets his buzzes with contentment. His room is like a sanctuary, his arms a house that holds you. 

You don’t think you’ve slept for even a full hour. It’s still dark outside when you feel Theseus jostling your shoulder. 

“Y/N. Wake up, darling.” 

You sigh in response and are about to put up a fight, but when you meet his eyes they’re full of sore regret, apologetic. He wouldn’t ask you to leave his bed unless it was important.

You emerge from the covers and start to stretch. 

“What time is it?”

“I’m sorry, love, but it’s nearly four in the morning. We have to be going, it’s urgent.” 

You turn to look at him, he’s raking a hand through his hair, sitting up in bed.

“Did you sleep at all, Theseus?” You ask incredulously.

“No, too much to think about. And besides, I knew if I slept I wouldn’t be likely to wake. Better you sleep…”

Your heart wrenched. In a swell of affection, you went to him, crawling back over his body on the bed.

“No,” he groans, but his hands come around you, sliding down to your hips, anyway. You kiss his neck, raking your teeth over the skin there.

“Don’t do this to me,” he anguishes. His grip tightens on your hip, it’s meant to be chastising but it makes you want him more. “Please. We need to leave, Y/N.”

It wasn’t easy letting go of him. You know he would’ve given you what you wanted with enough persistence. 

“Okay, okay!” You relent, kissing his mouth with a smile. “I’ll stop terrorizing you now.” You leap out of bed again without complaint. 

When he stands he’s serious-Theseus again, your boss. And you love him still. 

For his sake, you pretend not to notice his erection in his boxer shorts. It looks painfully hard. 

“Get dressed,” he says to you before turning to the bathroom. “We need to get to Hogsmeade.”

It was wonderfully strange to see him like this—hair in wavy disarray, looking soft and subdued, barefoot and in his t-shirt. You want to appreciate the sight, you want to talk about what had happened between you and all that had been said. But his mind is elsewhere, preoccupied, and it seems you are both running late.

At your insistence, he lets you apparate to your apartment for a change of clothes, but then the two of you are off, running down the stairs of his building into the dark world below.

————— 

Hogsmeade is more of a detour. There is an incognito meet-up organized with none other than Professor Albus Dumbledore. You’d, mercifully, taken a train--the Hogwarts Express. Theseus mentioned that Dumbledore was being watched by the Ministry, and that there were anti-apparition charms put up around the village and the castle.

You were just grateful to see him sleeping, at last, on the way there. 

It was barely daylight when the two of you arrived, the sun bleak and pink over the Highlands, providing no warmth. You were grateful for the coffee you'd nursed on the train, as you were grateful to relieve yourself of the confidential documents from the Ministry. Their weight was an invisible one for you, evidence of your betrayal.

"Some aspiring Auror you are," you thought to yourself, bitterly.

“I tried to organize them for you. I started to, actually,” You supplied sheepishly when Dumbledore regarded the haphazard stacks of parchment, laid out on one of the tables in what you assumed was his brother's inn.

Dumbledore smiled warmly at you regardless and thanked you sincerely. 

When you step out of the inn, you look to Theseus just as he looks over his shoulder at you. You're both more or less sleepless, and cold, and it seems the both of you have betrayed the Ministry and embarked on a hopeless mission, without many allies in the world.

But you were a united front.

It surprises you when he says, so earnestly that the tension in his shoulders seems to deflate, “God, I missed you. I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed you.”

You blush, but don’t break his gaze. You’re not afraid to let him see you anymore. 

“Where to, Mr. Scamander?”

He flexes his jaw like he’s not thinking about the plan at all, like he’s thinking about last night. But then, with a sigh, the moment is broken. 

“Germany,” he says. “It’s time you meet my younger brother and the rest of the resistance.” 

He says ‘resistance’ like it's some inside joke, some funny jab. You don't understand it until you arrive at the hotel room in Berlin. 

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Other than the hair, that uncommon shade of reddish, honey brown, and the apparent kindness and sense of humanity, Newt is nothing like Theseus. In fact, when he comes over to greet you he can hardly meet your eye, his head is half bowed in the other direction, his mouth a nervous, flat line.

"Pleasure to meet you, Y/N. I was sure that you'd do the right thing when Theseus sent you his letter. It was... very brave of you."

You look to Theseus in sharp amusement, eyes sparkling.

"Was there ever a question of whether or not I'd betray you? Did you really think there was a chance I'd turn you over to the authorities?"

Theseus places a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

"Come now, Y/N," he says. "You know if I were to die I'd prefer it to be at your hand anyway."

You want to roll your eyes, but you're not sure to what extent he's joking.

You shake Newt's hand. You're soon after introduced to a muggle baker named Jacob and an astute, somewhat brash Auror from America named Tina. You're not much of a people-person, but you find that you like them both, immensely. They feel genuine, the sort of strong, singular characters that couldn't deceive anyone if they tried. That is why Newt's explanation of your task for the night sends a bolt of dread down your spine.

"We need to need to retrieve a magical object from a German Minister's office. I-I can't say much, it's better you don't know, but it's safe to assume that a large portion of the German Ministry of Magic has already fallen. Helmut, Vogel--and who knows how many others are under the influence of Grindelwald."

"Which German Minister's office?" Theseus says. His hands are in his pockets, he's leaning against the windowsill, the picture of nonchalance, his hair swept back. He's so handsome you could cry.

Newt ignores him. "Now, tonight may be our only chance. There's a diplomatic gala at the ministry itself. I can get us all in, Pickett and I can handle sneaking into the office itself, but there are five people who know about the object being at the ministry, who will be on the lookout and who need to be distracted until we're out."

He doled out assignments swiftly. Theseus was to distract the head of security. Jacob, the two waitstaff who served as the Minister's private informants. For Tina, the German Auror, Helmut. And for you? The Minister himself.

"Which Minister, Newt?" Theseus asks again, the edge in his voice unmistakable, though you don't understand it.

"Baron Dietrich, the Minister of Finance," Newt says at last.

Dietrich. Most of your work for Theseus was domestic, but you try to remember what you can. Dietrich was some Bavarian-born descendent of the aristocracy. Hedonistic, high society. He fought in the war, but gained his reputation in the drinking clubs of Berlin. Even you knew he was ruthless, notorious. A brute of a man without much respect for the law. That was the extent of what you knew.

Newt is rushing to explain before you or Theseus can speak.

“Please, Y/N, Theseus." He looks between the two of you, trying to appeal to both. "Dietrich, h-he likes…he likes beautiful women and he-"

Theseus crosses the room to his brother in a single stride. "Yes, and do you have any idea what he likes to do to those beautiful women, Newt?” He's seething. “Even everyone at the British Ministry knows he brutalizes them."

“I-I wouldn’t ask her if it weren’t absolutely necessary. So long as she’s able to distract him at the party, keep him interested there, at the party, nothing will happen to her—to you!” Newt turns to you now, addressing you directly. “I’m sure of it…”

Theseus sucks his teeth and turns away from his brother, still fuming. “Absolutely not. You will not send her away from my side, that’s final. Not to that man.”

“Theseus, please-"

“She’s muggleborn, Newt! Do you know what men like Baron Dietrich do to wizards like her? If he found out, if any one of Grindelwald's followers did, she'd be killed.” Theseus is speaking with such firm authority, but you know him well enough to detect the barely concealed panic in his eyes, the fracture just beneath the fortress. “Send Tina instead, she’s an Auror.”

“But Y/N is exactly the sort of girl that Dietrich would be-"

“I want to be an Auror too,” your voice sounds strange to your ears when you find it. It has a clear, confident quality, musical and lucid.

Theseus looks to you in shock. You wonder if he knew about the promotion you’d been offered at all, if he knew all you’d sacrificed to stay close to him—your very dreams dashed to pieces. From his expression, naked and open as day, he did not. 

“I can do it,” you make an effort to sound settled. Unshaken.

Being a young, vulnerable girl in the streets of East London, at the orphanage after, and then being a woman at the British Ministry as an adult, you’d dealt with plenty of over-friendly and entitled men. Boorish men were everywhere and were not uniquely monstrous. You hoped Baron Dietrich wasn’t either. 

"It's settled then," Jacob claps his hands together, seeming relieved that the tension between the two brothers has evaporated. Theseus is slumped over, leaning back on the nightstand in apparent defeat. "We're going to a party!"

Tina places her hand on your arm, leading you towards the closet. She doesn't seem to be terribly affectionate, so you're grateful to her for extending you this small kindness now.

"Here, Y/N," She says. "Let's get you dressed. We have plenty of time to go over the plan. It'll be okay."

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Your outfit, "disguise" you suppose, is nothing like the subdued robes of your companions. You don't know why you're surprised when they ask you to enter the ministry ten minutes after them, alone.

The skirt of your dress is flowy and short, like a dancer's, ending just above your knee, something that might've been acceptable a decade prior, given the fashion trends. It's made of delicate petals of off-white fabric, adorn with tiny silver and pearlescent beads, glittering. Meant to draw attention. It's sleeveless and the top is breathtakingly form-fitting, pinching in your waist and hugging every curve of your body, but you are gratefully afforded an elegant high neckline. Silk, ivory-colored, wrist-length gloves that do nothing for the cold cover your hands and a fur half-coat is draped over your shoulders. Your lipstick is a deep red.

You understand what it means, these luxury items, your styling, the fact that you were instructed to enter alone. By no design of your own, the implication was that you were an escort, a madame of the night. No wonder Newt had Theseus leave the hotel first, before he could catch a glimpse of you. You didn't dare imagine his reaction.

As you enter the gala, handing the doorman your fabricated invitation without a glance, every head turns to you. Chatter stills as you pass, the women gawk and the men look stricken, hungry as the pack dogs in your dreams. Plates and trays sail overhead and the instruments play on, unattended. The German Ministry of Magic has spared no expense.

Patrons lean in close and speak hushed and anxiously. You assume the upcoming election for the highest office of the International Confederation of Wizards is on everyone's mind.

You head for the bar with your head held high, hoping it doesn't show on your face, your discomfort at being so seen. You were told Baron Dietrich would be at the bar with some of his men. With a trembling, gloved hand you motion the barman over and order a drink.

You don’t dare look for your friends. You assume things are going swimmingly for them, but for you? You are drowning in your finery.

You’re not even alone for a moment before the wolves descend. You should've known a man like Dietrich would come find you.

"Mädchen!" He approaches you partially, but expects you to come the rest of the way, waves you over with a meaty hand. When you raise an eyebrow, haughtily, he switches to English.

"Girl, come here." The timber of his voice is low, gravelly. He has a heavy brow, his hair is thick and peppered with gray. The gray does nothing to diminish the impression of his strength. In a fight without your wand, he could have your neck snapped, broken and rolling around its stem, in a heartbeat.

You walk over, leaving your drink at the bar, untouched.

The gala is housed in a mammoth, marble room, twenty foot ceilings held up by smooth columns, something that reminds you of Gringott's. But around the massive bar at the room's center are half-circle booths and tables, spiraling out like lily pads. You slide into Dietrich's booth and his arm goes around you immeditely.

He smells chokingly of cigars, a perfumey, sickly sweet smell. He is a bloated, thick-limbed man. No, you couldn't have fought him off. There are so many uniformed men at his table that some of the younger ones have to stand. With a sting of shock, you don't see how you could be of any influence on these men at all, they hardly see you as a person, aren't speaking to you. You hope Newt and Pickett work quickly.

Another young man, dressed in what looks like a soldier's uniform, slides into the booth after you, sandwiching you in next to Dietrich. You let out of noise of shock and begin to push him off you when Dietrich grabs both your wrists.

"Don't be fussy. This is my young friend, newly recruited. I plan to make him my protégé."

The other men slap the boy over the shoulder, jostling him in congratulations. He smiles meekly. You could hate him for that meekness. That pathetic deference to power.

"We'll share you tonight, of course." Dietrich is looking at the boy, not you. "In my office."

Dietrich's hand clamps over your exposed thigh and his fingernails jab into the fat of your thigh. You don't react to the bright bite of pain. The other boy begins to lean into you, breath hot over your neck.

Whatever small bird lives in your ribs begins to beat itself against that cage, flailing and thrashing.

"No!" You can't help the edge of panic in your voice. Dietrich is too strong, so you don't bother, but you shove the boy off of you and out of the booth without much effort. The boy stumbles out, dumbfounded.

Dietrich snatches your wrist with real fury, bruisingly.

"What?! You're for sale, aren't you?" He won't hurt you in front of his men, not at the gala, but his face is so colored with anger that it's nearly purple.

"Please," there's a real plea in your voice when you say it, you try to cover it up with a hurried smile, you try to look charming. "Dance with me, sir?"

That seems to sedate him. He looks irritated, but pleased by your attention. At least he won't be able to molest you in front of all his colleagues and superiors.

He leads you to the dance floor and the entire way your mind is racing, scrambling for purchase, trying to figure out how you're going to keep him out of his office. He made it clear he had plans to go there later tonight with his men. With you.

And he was an even cruder man than you'd thought, he'd made no attempt to even flirt with or seduce you. His interest in you was moreso entitlement, the same interest a predator has for a slab of meat.

Your wand, concealed on your person, gave you little comfort. Newt had asked that you did not reveal yourself, didn't make a scene. But if it came down to it, you would fight Dietrich rather than submit to him. He was more than repulsive. He wanted to hurt you.

"Please," you think to yourself. "Please, God, don't make me-"

You startle at the large hand that grips your waist and spins you away, just before you reach the dance floor.

Dietrich, abandoned, turns in flustered outrage and is swallowed by the crowd. You're being whisked away before he can fully react, Theseus guiding you deftly out of the overfull room of diplomats.

You sob with relief. "Theseus-" you start, but he's leading you deeper, still, away from the gala.

It's not until you're in some pitch-dark, gaping mausoleum of a hallway that Theseus finally stops, pressing you delicately against the wall, holding your face in his hands like water, like something precious. He examines your body.

"Are you okay?" He asks, pressingly.

You could cry out in joy, the sight of his face is balm-like, giving you a familiar relief.

"Yes, yes!" You reassure him. "Is it done? Did we do it?"

Theseus nods in confirmation, still looking over you for injuries, turning over your wrists in his hands.

"The others are already out. It was quick. No one noticed a thing, we probably took too many precautions this time around..." He finally meets your eyes. The look in his is dark and indecipherable. When he swallows, it's raggedly. "You're really okay, Y/N?"

"Yes," you answer, hesitant at the intensity of his look. "Why?"

Theseus presses his body against yours harshly, you don't even have time to moan before he's swallowing it with his mouth. Your hands are all over him, but he gives you no room to move, it's as if he doesn't notice, the way he's pushing you up against the wall, kissing you like he wants to consume you.

"You're so damn beautiful," he mutters. "When you walked in I almost blew my cover just to go to you."

"Theseus," you pant. You're needy, you want him to keep kissing you but he's leaning his neck back, pinning you against the wall but holding himself away so he can look at you when he runs his warm hands from the backs of your thighs up to your ass. He hooks his fingers around the waistline of your panties and pulls them down so they're only hanging onto you by one of your ankles.

He leans in for another kiss, just as deep and wretched as the last, just as maddening.

He pulls away again with a pant.

"Your dress is too damn short," he curses under his breath.

"Are you angry at me?" You ask quietly, still writhing against him, desperate for friction, but suddenly self-conscious.

"No, no sweetheart," he soothes. "Not at you. You did so good. Such a good job." His praise has you leaning into his palm, which is cupping the side of your face.

You whimper, "I want you." You realize it's true as you're saying it. You can't ever lie to him. "I want you," you repeat, more insistently.

“He was all over you,” he hisses against your ear. “I am not a possessive man, but I could’ve killed him then and there. He doesn’t know what’s mine.” He punctuates the last word with a squeeze to your backside. 

"Theseus," you breathe out, helplessly. You can't believe this is happening. The wing of the German Ministry that you're in is completely dark, you can barely make out the tapestries and curtains hanging loose from the walls. But there's distant light at the end of the hall, and dim voices and music filter in and out from the gala a few rooms over.

But you want him to keep touching you more than you know better, know you should stop. More than anything.

He starts to hike your dress up, his movements urgent, when he stops abruptly. The spot where Dietrich's nails dug into your upper thigh is small, but he drew blood.

Theseus pauses, loosens his grip and lets you slide down the wall. With a slow-thudding heart you briefly fear he'll be so furious he'll run back to the gala, to find Dietrich, but he only bends down and kisses the wound, just barely, lips ghosting over skin, so gently you could cry. Kneeling before you, he looks like a prince, a knight. He's careful to avoid the wound when he lifts you back up against the wall.

You can't help but stare down at it, in awe, when he takes his dick out. Your body still thrills at the sight of it, there, huge, resting at your entrance. Theseus grinds a slow circle, sliding it against your wet folds, against your clit. You just stare.

He flashes you a lazy smile.

“What? You want me to help you put it in?” 

You moan, audibly. You're not doing a very good job at being discreet, but how can you when he says things like that to you and expects you to answer?

"Yes, please," you close your eyes, too flustered to meet his burning gaze when you say the words.

He grips the base of his cock and guides it into your pussy. Clamps a hand over your mouth to muffle the noises you're making, you whimper dumbly against his palm. Only releases his hand from your mouth once he's fully seated inside of you. The stretch is so big you know it would hardly take any movement at all for him to break that tension and make you come, drive you mad, unravel you completely. Just a few rocks against the wall, a few rolls of his hips and you'd be brainless and spent, crying out his name. You're already dripping around him. But you want to last longer for him this time.

He's looking directly into your eyes.

“You’re taking it, Y/N. You can choose where—in your mouth, on your face, inside. But you’re taking it all.” 

You nod. Then once again he's fucking you dumb, you don't even care that anyone could walk by, you're just thinking about how big he is, how good it feels. He's fucking your body slack now, you don't even have to do anything, he’s holding you up, lifting you onto and off of his cock roughly, debasingly.

His hands nearly circle your waist completely, they’re so large. Your mouth is stuck open, making stupid, feeble noises and he’s grunting small words of encouragement.

"Say my name," he says.

When you don't respond immediately, too blissed out to think, he slams your body down harder onto him and you nearly yelp.

"Hngh, Theseus. Theseus, please-"

You can feel him get almost unbearably hard inside of you, then he’s heaving you up and flipping you around, manhandling you, so your back is his against his torso, his right arm a bar across your chest, still inside. He brings a hand down roughly to your clit to touch you through it, and then you're both coming hard, your loud, jagged breaths echoing through the empty hall.

Your head spins, you're seeing stars.

"Baby," he says, when you don't come back to yourself immediately. "Was I too rough? Are you okay?"

You nod, breathlessly, but stumble when he finally stops supporting your weight. Your body is still juddering with pleasure, your fingertips quiver and feel numb as you smooth down your dress.

He's right, you think with a laugh. My dress is too damn short.

Theseus has the decency to look around the hall to make sure no one was watching, and to help you fix your hair and what's left of your lipstick. Your lips are pink and bitten now, swollen.

"They're probably wondering where we are. We should go." His voice is serious, unemotive, but there's something like devotion in the way he looks over you from head to toe, just one last time, to make sure you're beyond reproach. He hands you his jacket, which is huge on you, and slings your fur cape over his arm, bearing the cold himself like a gentleman.

A flurry of snow has begun to spiral down in the streets of Berlin, white particles curling and dancing in the wind. You've always found this type of snowfall to be so fanciful, the closest thing to magic in the muggle world. You walk back to the meeting point in comfortable silence, Theseus's hand clasped firmly around yours.

"He doesn't know what's mine," he'd said about Dietrich, about you. And last night, not that long ago, he'd said, "I love you."

Albeit, after you said it first. You look over to his oblivious face, checking both sides for cars before leading you across the busy street. His kind eyes, the line of his jaw..

You wonder how he could mean it... You'd so meticulously tried to conceal from him all the ugly parts of your life, your past, your fears, even your wants when they seemed to inconvenience him.

Could he love me? Could I let him?

"I want you," you'd said to him in the hall of the German Ministry. You realize now that you meant more than his body. For so long even just a look from him, just a word, was enough to sustain you.

But now you wanted more. Maybe it was selfish, undeserved, that the magical world was giving way to crisis, the dark forces were closing in around hope, and yet here you were, wanting to ask him for more...

part three here

author's note: hiiiiii! YES i switched to present tense from past tense in the last part, and no i'm not sorry... please let me know if you'd like me to continue this fic! i have a third & final chapter in mind. or i can take other theseus requests. the theseus brainrot is real... some AUs would be fun too! as always, feedback is welcome &lt;3 taglist: @mystic-mara

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MIX FANDOM FANFIC REC PT.2

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Fantastic beast [newt scamander]

harry potter [wolfstar][remus lupin][regulus black][james potter]

the black phone [vance hooper]

enola holmes [sherlock holmes]

the walking dead [glenn rhee]

outa [peter pan][felix]

maze runnner [newt][gally]

dune [duke leto atreides]

rise of the guardians [jack frost][bunnymund]

big hero 6 [tadashi hamada][hiro hamada]

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———FANTASTIC BEAST————

newt scamander

@moonlit-imagines - your husband coming home to find a baby niffler hanging from your neck

@spideyharrington - one and the same

————HARRY POTTER————

wolfstar

@wolfstardaughter-jj - like fathers,like daughter

@masivechaos - you remind me of him

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remus lupin

@ddejavvu - grumpy remus x sunshine reader

- ___

- y/n loving when remus ramble

- sleepy cuddles with remus

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regulus black

@ddejavvu - the reader intentionally mistook sirius as snape

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james potter

@reysdriver - lucky charm

———THE BLACK PHONE———

vance hopper

@angelofthenight - are we about to kiss?

@mirrorballshiningjustforyou - vance with a opposite reader

- vance x cheerleader reader

————ENOLA HOLMES————

sherlock holmes

@marvelousmando - the game is afoot indeed

@love-strawberry - we'll be alright

@st-juliet - pulse point ♡

———THE WALKING DEAD———

glenn rhee

@the-daily-multi-fandom-post - gleens lover girl

@refiwrites - tepidity

@captain-tch - trinkets

——————OUAT————————

@thepiratequeenofneverland - A Poly introduction

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peter pan

@heliads - dating peter pan would include

@evangeline-perry - peter pan relationship

@bad268 - peter pan fluff alphabet

@justpan - Kindness and Cruelty 

@mysadcorner - peter with a quiet!reader

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felix

@goldenxshine - dating felix and wearing glasses would include

————MAZE RUNNER—————

@toxicbubblegum212 - snow in the glade

@virginia-peters - ___

@givemearock - tmr boys if you gave them a rock

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newt

@heliads - men and tea

@witchthewriter - jealous newt with a medjack girlfriend would include

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gally

@cantstoptheimagines - rbf

@writingandimagines - gally teaching you how to defend yourself

@5sospenguinqueen - dating gally would include

@gladerscake - territorial

@witchthewriter - being gally's s/o would include

——————DUNE————————

duke leto atreides

@nonpoppin - beard

@dailyreverie - you are what’s important right now

- your touch

- hugging them from behind, laying their head on the other’s shoulder

@starryeyedstories - like real people do

@catlordewrites - in the water

- a little less lonely

@lightsinthedistancee - how it feel to be free

@geo-winchester - like we used to be

@supernovafeather - new home ♡

@letstalkaboutshtufff - opposites attract

@pumpkin-stars - stalwart

@ophelialoveshandsomemen - you're handsome with snowflakes in your beard

——RISE OF THE GUARDIAN——

jack frost

@imagines-dreams - ___ (cupid!reader)

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bunnymund

@razzlerdazzler - bunnymund with a halloween spirit s/o who likes spring and easter

@daydreaming-away-reality - the sweetest thank you (mother nature!reader)

—————BIG HERO 6—————

tadashi hamada

@multi-fandom-imagine - pop rock kiss

- ___

@subtly-a-selkie - tadashi is here pt1

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hiro hamada

@thequeenrains - a night to a decade

@bigherosix2 - quarantining with hiro

@maycat-19-142 - ___ (poison!reader)