#rock star newt

[bitmeddler]

For any fellow Black Velvet Rabbits rockstar Newt Geiszler groupies out there, I’ve revamped my BVR logos and put them up on Redbubble and Threadless just in time for the Pacific Rim 10 year anniversary! I’ve also added my high res re-creation of the logo from Hermann’s SPACE CHAMPION helmet from his drift sequence with Newt. Both sites have something a little different to offer in terms of range and look so you can fully customize your K-Sci gear. All logos are in black as well as white font on as wide a variety of colors and items as possible.

[thesundaytea]

Having black coloured nails increases my mood🖤

[d4n1elll4]

NEWT RECS

→ I don't own any of these works here. I just collected them in a single place so I (and maybe others) can find them easier. All the credits go to the authors. → Don't hesitate to notify me if any of the links don't work or anything. I'll make sure to solve the problem as fast as I can. → Check my Masterlist for more fandoms and recs. → Thank you and enjoy :) ❤️

get your hands off my girlfriend by @when-worlds-end-archive

trials of love potions by @heliads

just like that by @hollybell51

mafia mingle by @demipuff17

snack saver by @demipuff17

hello, bottom by @demipuff17

monopoly at midnight by @heliads

nsfw alphabet by @harper-hook

rock by @givemearock

soup by @hollybell51

truth of dare by @hollybell51

nightmares by @hollybell51

protect you by @heliads

men and tea by @heliads

wasn't planning on it by @rivthejellyfish

like you by @majesty31

mum and dad by @demipuff17

stop possessing my boyfriend by @demipuff17

embers and stars by @talesofesther

are you happy with him? by @heliads

into thin air by @heliads

rainstorm by @heliads

looks by @toxicbubblegum212

snow fight by @toxicbubblegum212

annoy you by @toxicbubblegum212

proud and upset by @toxicbubblegum212

clean up by @pinkandblueblurbs

ask Tommy by @pinkandblueblurbs

[1donoow]

MIX FANDOM FANFIC REC PT.2

[Fanfics i've read]

Edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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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)

[nomoreusername]

In My Heart

Pairing:Newt x gender neutral reader

Summary:When survivors guilt hits you extra hard one night Newt comforts you.

By the time I realized it was happening I couldn't do anything to stop it. What seemed to be a million tears poured from my eyes.

Even though it was late I didn't want to be here. I don't cry so doing it near people feels wrong. I'm the optimist.

How can I be optimistic now though? Every time I close my eyes I remember those I've lost, and it takes everything inside me not to scream. Sometimes I am filled with nothing but guilt that I get to live, and my friends are dead. It's nothing more than the luck of the draw. If Gally hadn't gotten stung Chuck would have lived, and he might have. If Winston was immune he could be able to wake up tomorrow. If Minho wasn't in danger Jeff wouldn't have saved him, and so on.

So what did I do differently to deserve to live?

As these dark thoughts overwhelmed my head I started pacing. Despite it being dangerous I needed to be alone. I was just sick of being around everyone breathing right now.

Because I am one of those people. I am alive, and almost everyone else I knew is dead.

I found a small rock and leaned against it. As I did I let it all out. Every single emotion I hid was finally here, and there was no stopping it.

My heart felt heavy as I sat there below the stars. Were my friends stars now? Were they in the sky watching me? Did they hate me for living or were they looking after me?

"Hey,"Someone whispered, tapping my shoulder. I wiped my eyes and turned around to see Newt with a solum look on his face.

"Hi,"I managed to say.

"Can I sit?"He asked quietly. I just nodded before staring at the ground. My friends could be in the ground right now, rotting and on their way to becoming skeletons.

"Survivors guilt,"He whispered. I hesitantly nodded.

"How did you know?"I mumbled.

"It comes to everyone sooner or later,"He whispered, closing his eyes.

"I just-don't know what I did to deserve to live. They fought just as hard to live. What sets us apart?"I mumbled, pulling my knees to my chest and wiping my eyes.

"Do you really want to know what makes us different than them?"He asked slowly, sitting beside me.

"If you have an answer then please,"I murmured, feeling more and more drained each second.

"Nothing,"He stated.

"What do you mean?"I whispered, glancing up at him and looking at him through my blurred tears.

"It was luck and circumstance. It's sort of a messed up circle. Gally getting stung killed Chuck which killed him. Minho being in danger killed Jeff. If Winston was immune he'd be here. The people who stayed v.s the people who ran, both options were unclear. It's dumb luck and the different reactions. Nothing more. Nothing less,"He answered, his voice gentle yet firm and sure of himself.

Hearing him say what I had always been thinking seemed to pull just an inch of pressure off of my chest. I had feared that there was something wrong with me. Still, there was another thing I needed and answer for.

"Do you think they hate us for it?"I asked.

He didn't say anything. Instead, he placed his arms around me and pulled me into his chest.

"I can't answer that, but I can tell you this. They're our friends. Some of them gave their lives for us. That's the way we want to remember them. Not their death but who they were. Strong, loving, and kind,"He whispered, rubbing my back. I couldn't help but tremble as I was unable to respond.

"They haven't left us, Y/N. They never will."

"How could you be sure of that?"I asked, not moving away from him.

"Because as long as we carry them in our hearts we carry them with us."

"I always will,"I swore, seeming to run out of tears.

"I know, love. I know,"He whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I leaned against him and felt exhaustion start to overcome me.

"Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up,"He promised. I took his word for it and allowed my eyes to flutter shut.

Only months later I would have to keep his words with me more than ever. Because unfortunately the only way I ended up being able to hold him was in my heart.

[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

[monsterblogging]

The thing you gotta understand about Newt Geiszler is how hard he follows Rule of Funny. His mom is this opera singer but he can't carry a tune in a wheelbarrow. He's a diva who wants to be a rock star but spends a number of years hoovering up six PhDs because he's also that much of a nerd. His boss just lets him keep an entire band's worth of musical instruments in his lab. His has the pettiest of rivalries with his co-worker. His co-worker loves him but also finds him so obnoxious that he's constantly complaining to HR. He's literally just built to be the silliest guy in the story.

[reneeluv154]

Anger

I hope you enjoy it!!!🤍🤍🤍

In this imagine you made it to the safe haven and newt helps you through your emotions while your still struggling with the loss of the others.

(More on my profile if you enjoy this one.) 🫶🏼🫶🏼

⚠️Tw: mentions of suicide⚠️

I stared at Newt, glaring at him through the flames of fire between us. We were finally in the safe haven and everyone was happy, everyone but me. I couldn’t remember the last time I truly smiled, or really felt anything for that matter. How could they be smiling and laughing?

We lost so many wonderful lives and they were just over it? I didn’t understand. Having Gally back was relieving, he was never the nicest person, to anyone, but he had grown, and it showed.

“Y/n, you good?” Minho questioned, Newt’s eyes locked with mine and I quickly looked away. “Yeah.” I sounded cold and mean, I held a little bit of anger against them, I just didn’t understand how they were okay. It was selfish, the others would have loved to be here. Yes, we carved their names on the rock but it just didn’t feel like enough. They deserved so much more.

I stood grabbing one of Gally’s drinks while walking towards the beach. I made it to the shore leaving the dancing and laughter behind. I sat down and stared out upon the endless ocean. I wished I could dig deep into my heart, take my pain, and let it drift out into the sea.

“I miss you guys, It’s not the same without you here.” I scoffed, taking a swig. “I’m so fucking angry, why not me. I wanted to die.” I said looking from the sky to the ground.

I whispered, “I still wanna die.”

“Pretty isn’t it?” I jumped hearing the all too familiar voice of a brown-eyed blonde-haired boy. He sat down beside me staring up at the starry sky.

“Yeah, gorgeous.” I agreed.

“I heard you talking.” I was drowning in embarrassment and grief.

“I just want them to know.” He nodded now it was his turn to take a swig. “They know Y/n, they're watching us every day.”

I shook my head.

“That’s supposed to make it easier?”

He shrugged, “Maybe a little, yes. I’m not saying you can’t mourn, because you can, but you’ve gotta learn to move on.” This made me angry.

“Like you? Five fucking day’s after they were gone.”

He looked at me, clenching his jaw, his eyes were angry. “I had to stay strong for you and the others, I’m bloody hurt Y/n. I’ve been hurt for a long, long time! You don’t get to tell me I was a bad person when I was just trying to keep you and the others alive!” He blew up on me, his voice louder and bolder than ever.

I couldn't look at him, the tears in my eyes rolling down my cheeks. Maybe I should kill myself, He would stay strong so the others would be okay, right? They wouldn't miss me, not like I bring anything good to the group. I would get to see the others as well. “I know that look Y/n, I can see it in your eyes, I’ve seen it in your eyes for a long time and I promise you it won’t make anything better.”

How did he know…

“I’m sure y'all would be fine.”

He shook his head. “Nope, we wouldn't.”

“I’m just so angry.” I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists. I sat for a minute looking at the sky when I realized. “It’s like I’m the moon and the stars are everyone in my life.” “

“I think you’ve had a tad too much to drink Y/n.”

“No. The moon and the stars adorn each other. Without the stars, the moon is just the moon.”

“Follow me.”

He stood and began walking, I walked up and stood beside him in front of a cluster of rocks. “I want you to throw that bottle as hard as you can, letting it shatter against those rocks.”

“What?” I asked

He nodded, “Scream as loud as you want, you can even cry if you’d like. Here I’ll give you my glass too.”

I shook my head. “The others will think something is wrong.”

“They can’t hear you from here.” He handed me the glass and backed up sitting on a log behind him.

“Go on. Let it out.”

Taking a moment I took the glass throwing it as hard as I could at the biggest rock there was, it shattered.

A tear ran down my cheek as I grabbed the other glass watching it fly through the air and shatter just as the other one did.

It felt too good tears now pouring down my face, I searched for anything to throw picking up smaller rocks and shells.

“Aghhhhhhh!!!!” I screamed as loud as I could feeling a sharp pain through my head, but I couldn’t stop,

“They should be here!!!”

“I loved them!!!”

“I should have hugged you when I had the chance!!!” I sobbed, still throwing whatever I could find before I ran out of breath and fell to my knees. “It should have been me!” I felt a gentle hand on my back, another on my cheek pulling me into himself.

“Shhh, that's not true love.”

I cried for a long time, even after Newt carried me back to my hut and tucked me in before he sat down in a chair beside my bed to keep an eye on me and calm me down.” I eventually fell asleep having a strong headache but also a sense of emotional relief.

[aesopsharpmybeloved]

Tess' Sharpuary - 5. Dungeon (*)

Aesop discovers his classroom and office in the dugeons have a certain quality to them. One he deeply appreciates.

chapter specific tags: 18+!, smut, established relationship, semi-public sex

relationships: aesop sharp x reader

((full image under the cut))

5. Dungeon (0.8k) - (*)

tw: explicit, oral sex, vaginal sex, teacher-student relationship (reader is an adult)

Normally, Aesop wasn’t too fond of the dungeons. His classroom and office were cold and quite dank, and while they no longer caused any distress for his leg, he still found himself flexing his fingers often to get some warmth back into them. There was one thing, however, that was simply perfect.

The acoustics.

Of course, that was useful when he was giving a lecture, as his voice easily reached even the areas farthest away from him, but now he found it had one more effect, one he wouldn't have anticipated a year ago. 

His sweetheart’s moans reflected off the stone walls rather beautifully, he found.

He was sitting in his chair in front of his desk, as he often did, but instead of leaning over some essay or a pop quiz he was grading, he was having himself a little meal. 

His hands slid down his lover’s young body, thumbs teasing at her nipples through her shirt and chemise, as his tongue traced her delicate pink petals. The teacher was getting high on her sweet taste. He switched between teasing at her folds using his lips and tongue, and sucking at her tiny love nub, grazing it with his slightly uneven teeth every now and then. She was producing all kinds of sweet, addictive sounds, and they were like music to his ears. 

His hands fondled her soft flesh, fingertips digging into her thighs hard enough to leave small bruises in their wake. He was spreading her wider for him, opening her up further for his delicious torture and rendering her desperate with need. 

He couldn’t help himself, he loved it when she stayed behind after class to ‘discuss her NEWTs with him’. After the very last student left, she wasted no time hopping onto his desk right in front of him, effortlessly elegant, her long, stockings-clad legs like a siren’s call to Aesop. Flirtatious banter turned into sweet kisses, sweet kisses turned into fervent snogging, and before she knew it, the potions master was ridding her of her drawers, the stockings sliding off with them, revealing the perfect, soft skin of her shins and bunching at her ankles. 

Her hand twisted in his hair, but she was careful not to hurt him. Ever so thoughtful, his sweet little Ravenclaw… It just pushed his determination further. After all, if she was able to think at all right now, he was not doing a very good job, now was he?

And so he increased his efforts, tongue gliding over her bud, while two of his fingers slid into her fluttering entrance in pursuit of that special little spot that would make her see stars. He was devouring her like a wild animal, contently listening to her cries of pleasure as he chased her towards her release. The occasional sharp scrape of his teeth against her most sensitive places always made a sharp whimper fight its way out of her throat, and the sound made his rock hard cock throb and weep precum into his pants. Her hand in his hair would become harsher and Aesop groaned against her quim, the pleasure and pain combined making his hips buck off the chair slightly.

And when her thighs trembled, her back arched, face screwed up into a mask of gratification, and she released one last moan as her thunderous climax broke through her, he hungrily lapped up the proof of her pleasure, feasting on her like she was a fine meal. He’d stand up then, kiss her fervently, and make her taste herself on his lips and tongue. Then, and only then, he allowed himself to finally take her.

He hurriedly freed himself from the confines of his trousers and pants, used his hand to position himself at her incredibly wet, fluttering entrance, and plunged into her silky depths in a single fluid motion, making the girl underneath him dig her fingernails into the muscles on his back. And once she adjusted to the intrusion, he set a fast pace, chasing his own pleasure within her body, all the while making sure she followed him to the peak once more. 

He was sure he would’ve appreciated the acoustics of the dungeons again, was he not getting absolutely lost in her depths, in the pleasure she brought him, in her smell, her taste, his love towards her. Their shared sounds of arousal and bliss combined with the slapping sound of skin on skin enveloped the two lovers entirely, and in that moment, the two of them were the only thing that existed, trapped in their own little perfect world.

And when he filled her to the brim with his seed and claimed her as his own again, when his hand descended against her neck while their bodies shook with pleasure and exhaustion, he whispered sweet nothings into her ear, small words of love and admiration. Her hands held onto his coat in an iron grip, her heart beat fast, and her breathing was uneven and laboured. And when Aesop pulled back slightly to look at her, he found her red as a tomato and damp with sweat, hair messy from the way she was dragged across the desk with his hard thrusts, and eyes still wide and unfocused. 

And he wanted to devour her all over again.

Thank you for reading ❤

[AO3] - [Sharpuary 2024] - [Masterlist]

[rockingrobin69]

Peachy-sweet

“Oh, how lovely,” Draco rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t really hide the affection in his voice. He was sure Harry could hear it too, thick like the way he buttered his toast.

“What,” Harry laughed, not really a question. “You’re saying you don’t want this nice, er, trinket, added to your collection?”

“Kind offer, but no, thanks.” They both watched the little newt carry the stone underwater. “Plus, I don’t keep a collection of rocks, Potter.”

Harry’s whole face was alight with the smile. “The mantlepiece would beg to differ.”

“The mantlepiece,” Draco, advancing, “would like to complain, if anything, that a certain someone has enough photos of his god-children as pumpkins, and, in fact, that the whole ‘fall’ theme is rather cliché, and, oh,” when Harry took his chin, another hand cupping the back of his neck, “what now?”

To the grin. That unbearable one that always, that still made this avalanche in Draco’s chest start, this bright starburst of a thing. “You’re ridiculous,” Harry said. “My silly, perfect creature.”

“Oh, truly, this doesn’t call for,” lost the train of thought and also his breath, chest squeezed to Harry’s and his own smile too wide, aching around the corners. “Come on. I’ve toiled all day on making your dinner and now you insist on this stroll.”

Harry took the hand Draco put on his face and gave the palm a little kiss. “You’re right,” he said, “I’m incorrigible.”

The garden was lovely in the moonlight, the air thick with a sweet scent, peaches and lavender. From beyond the little pond, Draco thought he could see candle-light flickering. “You said,” he breathed out, “you had a—question?”

“Yes,” simply. Draco swallowed a sharp thing in his throat, a rush of excitement or—something else.

“Harry.”

“Yes?” another kiss, then a huff, amused. “Come on, little detective. Not everything is a mystery. Sometimes a stroll in the garden is just a stroll in the garden.” But the glint in his eyes, and besides, the box in Draco’s jacket pocket.

Chewing on the smirk: “You’re right. Let us, ah, stroll, then?”

“Terrific idea.”

“And then you can ask me your question.”

“And then,” Harry went on his tip-toes to kiss Draco’s forehead, “I’ll ask you my question.”

“If I don’t ask you first.”

“Hmm?”

Wickedly, “Nothing, nothing,” thinking of candle-light and of Harry’s favourite tea, about perhaps another way to use the space in their grand ballroom, making Harry swoon in all possible manners. Thinking about holding the man he loved tight and perhaps, for always. The words he could barely keep tasted rich in his mouth, like hot chocolate or like—well.

“Come, love,” too giddy to stay put, “the garden, the stroll awaits.” In the evening air that smelled of peaches, in the riot that kept rumbling in his chest. In this brilliant, lovely place, in this magical world, with Harry’s hand in his and the sweetness of certainty. The stars twinkled above them, half-conspirators, gentle and bright.

(Flufftober day 21. Find the soft AO3 collection here). A little bonus extra, if you will, of my fic Of Magical Beings Being - Magic, because I'm literally obsessed with it, okay. Read it, it's so, so soft and so sweet.

[bitmeddler]

Welcome to the Compositions Collection, a consolidation of three Pacific Rim Newt Geiszler x Hermann Gottlieb fanfiction works in the same universe centered around Newt’s band the Black Velvet Rabbits. Now all in one place complete with a cover logo, which has also been added to the stories on the Archive. Summary and links to each fic in order below:

Compositions

Words: 117,657 / Rating: E

Since his undergrad, Dr. Hermann Gottlieb has been attracted to the charismatic keyboardist ‘Doc’ of the Black Velvet Rabbits, an up-and-coming band whose members are known only to the public by their stage names. He is similarly drawn to his brilliant colleague and correspondent Dr. Newton Geiszler, whose name is all over the scientific community but not a single photo of him. Worlds collide when Hermann learns that BVR are playing a show in town and Dr. Geiszler finally reaches out to him for a long-awaited first meeting. Falling in love through compositions both penned and notated: a novel length, slow burn Newmann story from first meeting to beyond canon.

One Night Only

Words: 11,060 / Rating: E

A one-shot alternate take on Newt and Hermann’s first meeting after the Black Velvet Rabbits concert, this time from Newt’s point of view. More mistaken identity fun, but very much not a slow burn.

Shutterbug

Words: 10,872 / Rating: E

A short sequel to Compositions set six months after the end of the novel part way through the Black Velvet Rabbits world tour. A sexy little extra involving a pair of black rabbit ears and a camera.

[whitenight11007]

Ravenclaw headcanons

late nights, EARLY mornings. Survives on coffee, tea, occasionally hot chocolate

the most dedicated readers ever! Will start five books series but knows what’s happening in every single one.

not necessarily great grade students. But tries as hard as heck and could get straight b’s. Loves one study over another, aka has favorites.

loves to stare out the owlery windows at sunrise and sunset. Enjoys the silent castle in the mornings and exploring the generally stayed away from halls.

the common room is definitely not gender ruled. Boys and girls will run in the other dormitories to yell their new idea or freak out about book characters. “We’re all claws, why does gender matter?” Yes obviously they won’t come in if you room says no visitors, they respect others.

I’ve seen a lot of sass talking the eagle knocker. Fully support this with the younger years looking at the older students in awe.

actually swearing a lot cause of where they picked it up in books.

tells slytherins their passwords bc the slytherins will come in for deep late night debates. It gets fierce. Others laughing because they’re debating rocking chairs over straight backed ones.

nyctophilias-huge lovers of the stars and the night sky. The house will all chart the moon and try to all sneak up to the astronomy tower on lunar eclipses.

bibliophiles-lovers of books. If you drop their book, run.

their aesthetic is the sun on a book, curling up in a chair with a friend and a mug of tea, adding notes on newts or owls to the bust of Rowena ravenclaw, laughing at two until your sides hurts, conjuring up a freakin piano to play when others are studying, gasping in complete awe when they see the stars at night, telling other weird random facts, taking pictures of the castle bc of course the ravenclaws have figured out how to get tech on the grounds. Catching the weasley twins in the middle of a prank then laughing and helping them to make it better.

if they dated….

a hufflepuff, it would be the most meaningful relationship ever. Small gifts to each other, friendly games of anything, sharing to each other the secrets of the soul and mind, stargazing with each other, the hufflepuff would help the claw with baking, bc claws are actually really bad at it. The ravens could help them with homework.

a Griffindor, it would be a very playful relationship. They would think up the best pranks together, and none of the teachers know who is responsible. The Griffindor would teach them quidditch and the ravenclaw could (try) to teach them patience. They would fall asleep together from pure exhaustion as they were having a very busy day together. They would eat together and sit together at class no matter house seating

a slytherin, it would be a very deep relationship. It would be talks about their problems at one, or sharing a coffee. They would scheme together and the Griffindors would never get them back. They would walk on the grounds, talking about the meaning of life. At first they were both very nervous around each other. For the ravenclaw, it was the only time life was a mystery. For the slytherin, they couldn’t play it cool and act smart, bc there’s no doubt that the ravenclaw was smarter then them.

being a ravenclaw at hogwarts……..

[fallenclan]

recent moons have reinvigorated the fallenclan brainworms, so here are my headcanons about what happened during and after the dog attack! (plus a crowflame section bcuz he is my beloved)

-Fernslug, Bluefern and Newtscar suffered the most violent deaths of all cats. Fernslug was being chased by a dog, when she slipped and hit her head on a rock (Rainflower style), Bluefern was being torn apart (not literally i just cant find the right words) and Newtscar's belly was sliced from chin to belly (Tigerclawstar style, but no organs out. newt doesnt need organs out). Evie, their kits, Sweetclover and Ivybounce saw their deaths, mortified.

-Eaglestripe died to protect Daisypetal, Hawkwish and Sorrelstem. Hawk and Sorrel tried to save them both, but nothing worked.

-Gyoza's death was fully accidental. A dog was aiming for Poppyfeather, but miscalculated and killed him instead.

-Evie and Crowflame often have nightmares about that day. At least they try to comfort eachother about it.

-Moosefall buried Salmonskip while looking at the stars, noticing a new star twinkling brighter than the others.

-Flyspots died to protect Wormshade, Beefreckle died to protect both of his dads and Spiderfoot died to protect her dad.

-Russetflare desperately shielded the medicine den, where most living sheltered, along with Cinderstone, Mudsplash and Salmonskip. Some dogs broke her defence and flooded inside killing the four aformentioned cats.

-Hawkwish begged to Rustbee and Bub to take the apprentices and Juniperfoot and ordered them to take shelter at the old abandoned barn.

-Rustbee, Bub, the apprentices and Juniperfoot are lucky enough to not have seen the massacre.

---------------------Crowflame time baybee----------------------------

-Before losing his vision, he would often take walks with Antbite near the fox-pelt thicket (which i imagine have pine trees that easily frost over in leaf-bare) to help with exercise. Though, he would constantly look at the gaps of sunlight inbetween the trees. It reminded him of his family and Blizzardfang.

-Crowflame doesn't have dreams. He stopped having dreams ever since Molesong died.

-He believes he's lost that flame in him.

-He's decently good friends with Evie, Moonstep and Troutspeckle, all in an effort to help them.

-After finding out that Otterslip had died, initially he didn't believe the news, only to be presented his dead body. No one knows how he died, but Crowflame thinks he might have died of hypothermia.

-He always shivers and twitches at night.

-Crowflame has a huge fear of unnoticed by anyone and dying alone, while Pinefrost feared interactions and being grieved by others. Naturally, lots of cats grieved.

-Often times, he forgets he is even transgender. He's completely forgotten he was even a girl.

-After losing his vision, Antbite refused to leave his side.

-He regrets yelling at Lightningtail everyday, even though Lightningtail apologized for pitying him.

OHHH really cool headcanons,,, i especially like all the Crowflame ones, i love that old man sm

[belleski]

I needed to illustrate the height difference between some of the reoccuring npcs in my current dnd game so heres all of them. My poor little halfling is living the tragic life of being 3 feet tall in a 8 foot tall industry :(( [image description] Image 1: A digital illustration of 5 characters from a dungeons and dragons game. The first is brown halfling with curly black and white hair and a branching star-like scar stretching along the side of his face. He's wearing a dark blue business suit along with black gloves and small rectangular glasses. With one hand he is reaching down to pat a small blue dragon that sits by his side, staring up at him with a concerned expression; and in the other he holds a small metal cylinder with blue glowing windows close to his chest. He is looking up and smiling with a grimmice to the substancially larger bugbear which is standing next to him. The bugbear has brown and cream coloured fure with yellow eyes and is wearing lightweight armour with a sholder paldron. She has a morning star slung over her sholder and is glaring at the halfling. To her right is a shorter elf, with tanned skin and curly dark blue hair thats tied. He is also wearing blue adventuring gear with various straps,buckles and pouches and a pair of metal goggles over his eyes. He is holding a pink flower up to, and staring at the masked firbolg standing next to him. His expression is one of utter admiration. The firbolg next to his is wearing a metal welding mask with large black goggles and a circular 'mouth' - hiding their face - along with a long white lab coat that reaches their ankles and long black gloves. They have long pink hair that's messily held back in a braid and a tail that cules round the legs of the half elf - who they are looking back at - completely ignoring the beaker held out in their hand that's filled with a blue liquid thats starting to bubble and overflow. Next the them is a fire newt - glowing a bright orange with black, rock like scales and spikes covering his back. He is leaning away from the bubbling beaker with a frown and holding a clipboard loosely to his side. He seem's tired but not worried, as if this was a regular occurance.~ The following 4 images show the characters standing by themselves. [End id]

[aziraphales-library]

Heyy, thanks for the reply!!! I read all of the recommendation and loved them all.

I'm here to return the favor and ask for some more. Recently I read "He liked it so he put a ring on it" by aesthetic_warning, it's a 4+1 fic where Zira and Crowley have been married for a while and the rest (anathema, newt and the them) didn't know. — https://archiveofourown.org/works/19379116 —

I was wandering if you know any fic with that same concept? An established relationship where people around them is slowly figuring that these two are, in fact, together.

Ps: this blog is a godsend 💕

Hello. You'll want to check our #secret relationship tag for more fics along these lines. Here are more to add to the collection...

Five Times Gabriel Almost Caught Aziraphale and Crowley Fraternizing and One Time He Did by AtoTimber (G)

The angel didn’t move. He was lost in thought, stuck staring where the Bentley once was. At least they still had the picnic. “Aziraphale?” A voice rang out across the street. It was then that Aziraphale realized he was staring at a pair of gray slacks. “Oh dear.”

between the lines by midnightfreeway (T)

Aziraphale and Crowley are afraid of Heaven and Hell finding out about their relationship. Crowley thinks they should communicate with letters—and burn them to get rid of the evidence. In theory, it’s the perfect plan, so Aziraphale has no choice but to go along with it.

It turns out to be more difficult than either of them imagined.

Would I Lie to You? by FeralTuxedo & TawnyOwl95 (E)

Anthony Crowley and Aziraphale Fell are rival team captains on popular comedy panel show Don't Lie To Me, where they exchange insults and banter to an audience of millions. But behind the scenes, a whole other game of truth and lies is being played.

A comedy panel show AU

Turn of the Fates by KaytheJay & SparklyTears (M)

Aziraphale was born into a very rich family. However, he is the shame of the family for a number of reasons, though the biggest one is that he is a male carrier. Aziraphale had accepted his fate of being married off to some girl in the name of preserving the Fell family legacy until he bumps into someone who changes his life forever.

South Downs by summerofspock (E)

Blackballed from the industry ten years ago, Anthony Crowley jumps at the chance to star in a new Regency romance miniseries with well-known gay actor Aziraphale Fell in the hopes that it will help him restart his career.

The trouble is, Crowley has played all sorts of characters and for the life of him, he can't figure out why he's struggling to play the romantic lead opposite a man.

Bigger Than Us by Caedmon (E)

Aziraphale Fell is the widowed minister of a progressive little church in Tadfield. He's settled into a comfortable life since his wife died six years ago, but his world is rocked on its side when he meets Anthony Crowley, who just moved to town and took over a landscaping business.

And the one you mentioned...

He liked it so he put a ring on it by aesthetic_warning (T)

~"Raise your hand if you didn't know we were together,"

Unsurprisingly, almost every hand in the room shot up. ~

Or:

Crowley and Aziraphale help plan a wedding, and along the way find out something very interesting...

- Mod D

[zuzufromtheafterlife]

In His Arms

The hammock swayed back and forth, a rocking endorsed by Thomas' leg as it hung over the side, Newt felt himself slowly slipping further.

His eyes were drooping while his head lay tucked into Thomas' chest. The hand running through his hair wasn't helping much either, soothing nails scratching across his scalp. It was as if a spell had been cast over him, urging him to finally close his eyes and fall asleep.

Most nights it would be difficult, the screeching maze too loud, but under Thomas' care and the stars above, he couldn't find it within himself to resist.

Read here on ao3 @eclipsingbingo