#Destiny x Newt Scamander

[madisonshoneybun]

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

Found

Warning - none

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

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

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

Words - 3555

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Masterlist

[destinyplayssims]

Using cheats, I made it so Albus, Gellert and Newt can both impregnate and be impregnated, so have Newt and Albus going through childbirth!

[juuls]

Juulna’s ‘Hold Onto Your Sanity’ Fic, Book, and Music Recs for the 2020 Dumpster Fire... Part 3!

So you just crash-landed behind enemy lines in a war you know barely anything about except that your role seems infinitesimal and insignificant, and dumped into a year, 2020, that already seems fifteen years too long.

Before you drown your sorrows in some fantastic scotch or wine coolers for days (or weeks)… I have a proposal.

That you step back from the flames, tune things out for a bit, and try to forget about the outside world for a while (but don’t forget to vote or I will be very sad at you!).

These fics are meant to take you out of your head (I’m including more plot/story-minded fics than PWP) for the next few weeks or months as the world goes to hell (even more) but of course there are some bits of solid angst in these as there is wont to be in many a fic. Check the tags, read responsibly, don’t like-don’t read, ship and let ship, and please do leave a kudos and maybe even a comment! :)

This is PART THREE.

Check out here for Part One and most of the Marvel fic recs, along with a selection of book recs too. :)

And here’s Part Two, which has the bulk of my Star Wars and Game of Thrones recs, along with Spotify playlists!

Part Three is this one here, all about the Potterverse.

(Not yet complete) Here’s Part Four, filled with even more shippy goodness from all over the Star Trek universe. So. Many. Ships. :D

(Not yet complete) Part Five is Witcher, Man From UNCLE, Stargate: Atlantis and SG-1, Sherlock, Hannibal, and Doctor Who.

(Not yet complete) Part Six will probably be all for my newfound love of Supergirl, along with some Game of Thrones and Marvel ships I skipped, because I gotta stop somewhere with all these recommendations or I’ll be at it forever. Seriously, how much of this stuff have I read!?

But I think we all need some distractions from the world these days, eh? Or something to console us other than internet rage and a barrel of ice cream and/or hard alcohol.

Potterverse

I’ve chosen to pick fics (mostly) off of AO3 for their easy reading access, though HP fics’ golden years were on sites like fanfiction.net and other independent archives like Sycophanthex and others which have closed their doors over the years, sadly. Some of these fics date back to almost 20 years old, or more, amazingly!

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SSHG/Sevmione

Rec assistance by @perrydowning​

Second Life by Lariope

Phantom of Hogwarts by Good_Witch

Romancing the War by Pubella

The Poison Garden by turtle_wexler @turtlewexlerwrites

A Light in the Fog by turtle_wexler

Pride of Time by AnubisAnkh

The Savage by MagdatheMagpie

Snape’s Story by Tbird1965

Recognition by jezzie (krith)

Tedium of Time by oneredshoe

Tango by Desert_Sea

Sense and Insensibility by Desert_Sea

Time Mutable Immutable by Grooot

The Twenty by Leyna Rountree

For the Only Hope by ausland @run-with-me-to-the-sea

Bundle of Joy by LadyTuesday

Our Hands Tied by multilingualism

Choose Something Like A Star by TeddyRadiator

Mistress of the Stacks by Ms_Anthrop

A Derailed Train of Thought by Ms_Anthrop

Antiquities by stormcorona

Watch Over Me by @snapeslittleblackbuttons​

Dropped Down into the Unknown by @q-drew​

Delicate Transitions by @morbidmuch​

Lay Me Low by TeddyRadiator

The Savage by MagdatheMagpie

Another Dream by @dragoon811​

A Chance For Happiness by @corvusdraconis​

Breath of the Nundu by corvusdraconis, Dragon_and_the_Rose

Just to Be by Amarti @amarti-writes-stuff​

Hinge of Fate by Ramos

Forged in Flames by @mswhich​

Days in the Sun by bluespring864

Making sure the boy who lived, actually does by Hold_en @hold-enwrites​

The Problem With Purity by Phoenix.Writing

One Step Forward, Two Decades Back by corvusdraconis

The Headmaster’s Wife by Mrs_HH @propertyofseverustsnape

The Master, the Warden, the Headmaster, and the Deputy by mak5258

Cloak of Courage by Wendynat

Hermione Granger and the Intended Vessels by ShawnaCanon

Augury and Ardor by SnapeySnax

Before the Dawn by snarkyroxy

The Love You Take by Subversa

His Draught of Delicate Poison by Subversa

and sooooo many more if you want them just ask, this is both mine and Perry’s oldest ship lol

Gramander (Original Graves x Newt)

A Gilded Cage is Still a Cage by Anonymous

take a deep breath (and let it go) by lincesque @tumbloncat

Roar by @elenothar

Matchmaker, Matchmaker by @prosodiical

Dearly Beloved by prosodiical

Basic Instincts by @manic-intent

Promised by Miss_Lv

Plan G by Aate

Heat of the Chase by argentoswan @wannahearaboutmycats

Newt Scamander’s Guide to Getting Things Done by arthureameslove

Against all Odds by Maril

Where I Belong by Mishafied

He Wants To Say, “I Love You, Nothing Can Hurt You”  by @obsidionwingsofmidnight

Arranged by Miss_Lv

death of a bachelor by gudetama (elementary)

The Graves Identity by Mishafied

you make me feel this way somehow by gudetama (elementary)

The Nature of the Beast by AntiGravitas @absolutelynogravitaswhatsoever

The Knights, the Newt, and the Rose by @yinyangswings

The Wizard’s Cat by @natecchi

The Color of Boom by gypsiangel

Signalling Theory: Blue Coat by @obaewankenope​

Flame by @esamastation​

And The Tag Read Simply: “Pretty” by @funkzpiel​

Aren’t You Gonna Arrest Me, Officer? by JoyBurd

a little bit lost by shortbread @shortbread-fanfiction​

Dramione

Rec assistance by @cuthian​

Seven Times by kerri240879

Her Beauty and the Moonlight by BrilliantLady

The Fallout by everythursday (orphaned and only available on AO3 now, but complete)

The Eagle’s Nest by HeartOfAspen

Turncoat by elizaye @imnotleavinherewithoutyou

The Virgin Conundrum by AkashaTheKitty @akashathekitty

Bad Faith by Morrighan256

Isolation by bexchan @bex-chan-blog

The Serpent, the Witch, and the Broom Closet by bitchywitchy

Silencio by AkashaTheKitty

All You Want by senlinyu @senlinyu

Static by galfoy @heymanticore

What the Room Requires by Alydia Rackham

And We All Fall Down by @rumaan

Ambition’s End by Hanako A

Wait and Hope by mightbewriting @mightbewriting

Rewriting Destiny by mayawrites95 (mayarox95)

Chronos Historia by In_Dreams @indreamsink

A Muggle-born Magic by Musyc @willhavetheirtrinkets

Hunted by Bex-chan

A Second Look by @riverwriter

The Nietzsche Classes by Beringae

This Too, Is Sacred by HeartOfAspen

Bite First, Ask Questions Later by Daredevilsinthedetails, Kaylessi

Nocturnus by In_Dreams @indreamsink

Broken by @inadaze22​

The Green Girl by Colubrina

Lady of the Lake by Colubrina

Rebuilding by Colubrina (really just anything written by @colubrina)

Presque Toujours Pur by @shayalonnie

Can’t Change the Way I Am by @nauticalparamour

Law and Marriage by DragonGrin (formerly TeenTypist)

The Tower Window by @xodramaqueenox​

Unexpected by Emara88

Something Old, Something New by Kate Dessi

Suppressed Emotions by hopelesslydevoted.xx 

Silver Blood by @freyaishtar

When the Day Met the Night by @bex-la-get

Harmony

A Marauder’s Plan by CatsAreCool (Rachel500)

A Step to the Right by CatsAreCool (Rachel500)

Eighth by lorien829

The Catalyst by lorien829

Harry Potter and the Isle of Mists by lorien829

Knife’s Edge by Celtic55

The Black Book by mosteveryonesmad

Awakening by SweetShireen

The Sword and the Snake by bartonfink1974

Dispelling the Silence by Indygodusk

One Year Later: Return to Hogwarts by Twilight’s Inferno

DraHarmony

Fourteen Thousand Galleons by @frumpologist

The Invitation by hot_elf @hot-elf

Love Love Love by MissELY @misselylux​

Changing Scenery by aethling

East of Eden by msmerlin @ms-merlinblack

Turn Back Time by Dazeventura6

Foxfire by @setissma

Come Together by @nuclearnik

The Soul of the Wolves by LR_Earl @fanficbylrearl

Running From Lions by tryslora @tryslora

An Unexpected Family by ladyroxanne21

The Prophecies by jamcreynolds

Drarhinny

Reconstruction by @aldersprig​

Fell From the Sky by BrandonStrayne @brandonstrayne​ (I really love this one, and not just as a Canadian.)

Demons From the Past by pottermum

Drarry

Rec assistance by @newtypeshadow​

Rarely Pure and Never Simple by birdsofshore

Aural Gratification by birdsofshore

Lost Among and Falling by @bafflinghaze

The Corruption Sequence series by beren @berenwrites

Sentinel ‘verse series by elyssblair @elyssblair-blog

Date Blindness by dysonrules

Starts With a Spin by Maxine @serasarahhhh​

Temptation on the Warfront by alizarincrimson

Paradigm by dysonrules

Here’s The Pencil, Make It Happen by ignatiustrout

Draco Sodding Malfoy by Shewhxmustnxtbenamed @shewhomustnotbenamed

Pieces of What by Jadwiga

Found, Not Lost by inspiration_assaulted

Shared Detention by DadIWriteGayPorn

Dirty Little Secret by Writcraft @writcraft​

19 Years by shilo1364 @whimsicaldragonette​

Morning Suns & Coffee Runs by laugh_a_latte @queer-coffee​

Reus Una by purplepen76

Between Ink and Blood by Candamira

Ginmione

Distractions by @morningsound15​ 

Cissamione

(This seems like it’s a bit cracky, but there’s some good ones, I promise! I sorta stumbled ass-backwards into this ship but really enjoy some of them.)

One Step Left by Cysteine @cysteine

Extinction by @rubikanon​

Blinding Light by @16-pennies​

Somebody Loved by beforeyouspeak

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There. This is much better, isn’t it?

So my challenge to you, if your world is falling, burning down around you in flames... is this:

...if you feel yourself getting anxious or depressed, whether from the news or being cooped up in isolation or bored or on the verge of tearing your hair out or jumping off that roof or grabbing something to go after the dictator-of-the-week.... pause, take a breath, open up this rec list, close your eyes and pick something, and let chance take you somewhere hopefully far away. Let yourself be transported.

Oh, and don’t click on this Google Drive link. Really, there’s not 30+ GB of data on that Drive I’m sharing. Shame. There totally aren’t tens of thousands of books, as many audiobooks as could fit, and a large collection of fanfiction downloaded from AO3 in there. (Also, not all fics have been shared to that folder yet; I’m working on it a little at a time as I download more.)

[kaetastic]

MASTERLIST

*still under editing. gifs are not mine (credits to owners)

HARRY POTTER .

FANTASTIC BEASTS .

Imagines. 

HARRY POTTER.

[* smut][🌧angst][✿ fluff]

MARAUDER 

*foursome | Marauder x OC

🌧lay me down | Sirius Black x Reader x Remus Lupin

JAMES POTTER

SIRIUS BLACK

*silence | Potter!Reader x Sirius Black 1 2

*reuniting | Post-Azkaban!Sirius Black x Reader

It had been long, torturous years since Sirius Black had been wrongfully accused of murdering his friends. The wizard felt nothing but relief at the fact that two of his friends had stood by with him. Now, it was time to catch up with an old, wavering fire. Just like old times, with Remus watching the scene midway. 

✿*bound to be spilled | Post-Azkaban!Sirius Black x Reader

Wrapped in the golden circle had meant Y/N was bound to run into trouble, if only she’d know the trouble was Harry Potter’s Godfather. Only, she had been oblivious to Harry’s glances, and his attempts to court her previous years ago.

REMUS LUPIN

REGULUS BLACK

🌧Your Empty Words

Regulus passing had left Y/N with creeping memories. Despite her attempts to warn his mess of an older brother, she had failed. Finally, her dead lover’s brother had met her once again.

🌧 If Only You Knew

She was born green. Well, not literally, but the bond between the two Slytherins was like no other. Written in the stars, destiny had been made for the two long before they were even born. So if he was truly her soulmate, does she have to bear the weight of his absence until she wilts?

LUCIUS MALFOY

*Boyfriend’s Dad

*Professor 

*Secrets Not To Be Told

Draco invites his circle of friends to his manor for an allegedly said-project. This brings a friend of the boy into his father’s attention.

SEVERUS SNAPE

*Again | Professor!Snape x Student!Reader

VOLDEMORT / TOM RIDDLE

*Hogwart’s Slut

🌧✿dagger 1 2

🌧Merciful? Not him.

🌧Goodbye

✿Checkmate

Chosen as a volunteer pair to demonstrate a duel, Y/N Y/L/N and Tom Riddle were chosen. The talented witch and gifted wizard head-on-head, if only their peers know what happens behind the scenes.

*Late Night Relief

The Head Boy and Head Girl seem to be closer than they seem.

HARRY POTTER

 🌧Where Have You Been? | Harry Potter x Slytherin!Potter!Aunt!Reader 1 2

After years blinded from the tainted power and lies, Y/N Potter finally sees the truth. The truth that urged her to clamber out of the hole created by the Dark Lord. Will young year-2 Harry accept the absence of an aunt he didn’t even know he had? [possibly turning into a small series of Sirius Black x Slytherin!Potter!Aunt!Reader]

DRACO MALFOY

RON WEASLEY

HERMIONE GRANGER

GEORGE WEASLEY

FRED WEASLEY

GINNY WEASLEY

CHARLIE WEASLEY

🌧✿Unspoken Member Of The Order

Stumbling into the house with a bloody and gruesome cut on your thigh, with little to no energy left in your body- who are you? And why has no one talked about you?

✿Christmas At The Burrow

Ever since the couple had been busy with their life, they decided to spend their Christmas at the burrow. Charlie gets the best news of his life.

BILL WEASLEY

LUNA LOVEGOOD

OLIVER WOOD

MISCELLANEOUS

✿Puppet | Platonic!Golden Trio x reader, Michael Langdon x reader (?)

FANTASTIC BEASTS.

NEWT SCAMANDER

QUEENIE GOLDSTEIN

CREDENCE BAREBONE

GELLERT GRINDELWALD

Deathly Hallows

ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

🌧✿Lost In Time | Young!Albus x Potter!Reader

After few months that felt longer than it was, Harry, Y/N’s younger brother by a minute arrives at Hogwarts. A spell had beamed her, to only bring her to what looked like Hogwarts.

Series.

Their Equal | grindelwald x reader x dumbledore

— Aurora Freteau finds herself befriending two talented, young wizards. Will they begin the quest of finding the Deathly Hallows?

Their Equal’s Masterlist

1 | 1.5 | 2 | 3

[that-one-weird-fangirl2020]

Question:

When reading a character x reader, do you read it as your name or an oc that you created for that fandom and specific character you like?

For me, I use my OC's, not my actual name.

Fandoms I'm in, this is what OC I use.

Star Wars:

Armiage Hux x Reader, it's Heather

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo x Reader, it's Adagio

Din Djarin/Mando x Reader, it's Reese

The Maze Runner:

Newt x Reader, it's Erica

Thomas x Reader, it's Amelia

Minho x Reader, it's Miyazaki

Harry Potter:

Draco Malfoy x Reader, it's Astrid

Bill Weasley x Reader, it's Astrid's older sister Amberley

Newt Scamander x Reader, it's Julie

Destiny (which I use my in game guardians for):

Cayde-6 x Reader, it's Chloe

Uldren Sov x Reader, it's Isabelle

Shiro-4 x Reader, it's Tori-3

Marvel:

Loki x Reader, it's Iris

Peter Parker x Reader, it's Ally

Disney (Not SW or MCU):

Peter Pan x Reader, it's Jayden

Hiro Hamada x Reader, it's Carly

Narcos:

Javier Peña x Reader, it's Riley

DC (TV Shows):

Oliver Queen x Reader, it's Regina

Attack on Titan:

Levi Ackerman x Reader, it's Veronica/Ronnie

These are not all the fandoms I reader x Reader fics about, only a hand full. I'm curious ask what you do when reading those kinds of fanfics.

[thenewtdimension]

It all points to you - pt.1

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader Prompt: Soulmate AU requested by anon. One shot(x) or Chapter (x) pt.1/2 || (next part) Word count: 2.3k Warnings: none Genre: Fluff? Maybe a Tiny Speck of angst? A/N: I’m tremendously sorry for all the tardiness!! University has started so it’s all gotten pretty hectic.. to make it to to you, I’ve decided this is gonna be a two chapter fic! The next chapter will be probably uploaded next week tho, as I have yet to finish it. Also, this isn’t some of my best work.. it really isn’t...so please bear with me. Sorry for any grammar/spelling errors!

The world seemed to work in odd, surprising ways. For every person existed another, tied together by an inconspicuous red string of fate. Those, no one could see, though they had no reason to. On each person's wrist lay imprinted a compass, working restlessly all hour of every day of every year, hoping for the bearers' attention to glance their way just at the right moment, just at the right second the string's ends could intertwine.

At least half of the population was a result of this, of having been aware at the time their half crossed their path. They were, mostly, the married and the bearers of children.

Some say it destiny proven to be true. Yet in the back of most people's minds flashed a thought very possible. That is, while they say that, one way or another, pairs will have more than one chance to meet, there are those who never stop wondering.

The world didn't play on destiny, it played on chance. And being a horrible gambler yourself, you decided to ignore all thoughts of attempting to find the person at the end of your shared string. If you were to meet, so be it. You believed it was better not to force it.

If voiced aloud, some would call you mad - you see, no one wanted to end up alone. No one. So everyone, or almost everyone, tried their very hardest - obsessed, actually, over the burden the compass ensued.

Eventually, you came to hide such a thing. You became negligent to the idea, completely absorbed in your own little world instead. Being a witch left little time for those types of worries to cross your mind, either way.

You had developed a love for Herbology and healing since childhood. After graduating Hogwarts you were thankful to have gotten a permit to open up a small herb shop - while also being able to operate as an emergency healer if needed. As of late, however, you had planned to close the store for the time being and restock on some fresh herbs and fungi.

It was a routine you had created thus far. Each month the shop would be closed for a few days and you'd go around either Britain or a wider range of European land in search for this fungi or that plant.

Dusting your apron, already used to the various shades of green and red and other variety of colors splattered on it, you went to help the last costumer of the day.

"Dearie, you will be back by Monday won't you?" A feeble old lady, Mrs. Hobbs, asked. She was a regular, often coming to you instead of St. Mungo's (something about long procedures and lack of patience) for a checkup and some remedies. She was sweet, and you were grateful for the conformity she brought to your life.

You smiled, "Yes, Mrs. Hobbs. Monday at 8 o'clock, as per usual."

Returning your cheeky expression and holding on to her cane, you escorted her as she made her way out.

"I will see you then, dear. Oh, remember to let your compass breath before something bad happens, understood?"

Midway, her words began fading with distance, but you waved and chuckled before the words sunk in. Right. The compass. She must have noticed you had it concealed.

Closing the door with a click, activating the shudders and putting up both a lock and a protection charm, you took off your apron before giving your second home a last look and apparating in your apartment. You had tuned your actions to 'automatic,' truly lacking a desire to think about such things, about soulmates and the myths around them.

But after being days without seeing it, you couldn't help but take off the think piece of silk that covered it. And you stared. On your wrist it glared, arrow still moving lethargically erratic and without rest. It was always like that. Not just for yourself, but for the people that hadn't found their halves as well.

Sighing, you covered it again.

It wasn't that you were against soulmates or finding 'the other half,' you were just too tired to make it your whole life's purpose or sole ambition. So you hid that 'part of life' away and continued onward. At that age, however, people had begun to ask questions. Why weren't you trying to find that person? You could just ignore it, why hide it? You were constantly told to not mess with destiny and whatever it had in store for you. To not hide it for it was central to one's being. Which is why you understood why Mrs. Hobbs said what she did.

After having it hidden for so long, your nights and dreams had become dreadful and dark in a literal sense. Lately it even seeped into your days, a sense of gray overshadowing the passing hours. You suspected it had to do with lack of interest and chase in the matter, but you hadn't put such theories to the test. Not even at night did the silk band come off.

Of course, you weren't going to put it to the test now, for you didn't want to stare at it. Instead, you went and packed some important instruments in your favorite comfy leather bag.

Then, in a manner of seconds, you were far from home again.

The forests of Scotland were amongst your favorites. The different shades of greens soothed your eyes, the barks offering solace and ground when their branches took you too far, be it by imagination or distance. Even when they got thick and the fog reached your knees, you wanted to explore and often kept going. Every new discovery was appreciated and fawned over, from every new herb found to the creatures that scattered about and sometimes hid from your presence.

You apparated into one of the forest's clearings, and carefully got to work. Your feet swiftly took you towards the well-known trees and bushes, while your eyes scanned around for the fungi spots already imprinted in your memory.

It didn't take long to get to your favorite tree. It stood right before a clearing's pathways and the beauty it displayed could leave anyone breathless. The evergreen leaves and the hanging moss swayed in the wind, while its white flowers peppered the air.

You neared the tree, hoping to take its beauty in for a second longer before leaving to find some aconite. But as you went to pick one of the flowers mid-flight, a strong gust of wind suddenly shook the branches, the moss almost entangling your body as it trembled and shivered.

As another wave of wind hit you, your arms instinctively went to shield your face as you heard the whistling sound pass by and… was that someone… talking?

Intrigued as to who would be so deep inside a place people seldom ventured, you lowered your arms and went in the direction of the sound.

That was, until warm hands cradled your head, your face pressed against some man's chest. He wore a vest, soft and mustard colored, and you thought it a bit odd before realization settled in. And your body quickly began to protest, but pushed with little force because of your evident confusion.

"Excuse me! Who-"

But the man held you tighter, although with hesitation, and brought you through apparation behind your favorite tree. Just a few seconds after, the wind picked up. It still managed to shake you slightly.

"Shhh," he whispered, somehow stupefying you enough to drown out your protests. Then, the sound of nasty snapping - of trunks splitting in half - and branches crunching as if under feet soon erupted all around you.

Once your eyes were unshielded, and the man gently pushed you away, both the breeze and sounds had practically stopped. But before you could try and talk to him and demand answers, he apparated back where he held you before. You moved around the tree, hurriedly following him. How dare he- Who- what?

"Who do you think you are-" you began but quickly stopped. Your eyes had gone from hard to soft after locking with his own and understanding what was happening. Because you see, right behind the man, and a few feet from you, stood a dragon.

It was a Hebridean Black, with sleek black scales glistening in the dying sunlight. The sheer size of it, cramped in a rough patch of forest and broken trees trunk and branches, and its overpowering aura left you breathless. Now you knew where the cacophony of sounds had come from. The dragon has just landed.

Letting out a surprised yelp, your hands quickly covered your mouth, as the dragon's amethyst orbs pierced your own - and so did the stranger's blue-green ones.

"I'm actually - ah…. W-would you mind bowing a little? He was a bit hard to calm down, you see," the man asked, and almost instantly your body did as he asked. Clearly, you did not know proper dragon etiquette. Besides, considering the situation, you were almost sure he was not there to hurt you - you were more like a casualty.

And that voice… the hushed, amused yet respectful tone… the longer you heard it, the melodic it turned, and your cheeks colored beet red. You had never, ever in your life heard such a beautiful voice. Of course you wanted to comply, at least this once. The thought was slightly concerning, and you decided to lock it away for the moment.

"Thank you… Arthur is rather prideful, he is," he said, voice piercing you despite the low tone. As an afterthought, could have sworn you heard a quiet "not dangerous."

You straightened just in time to see him move swiftly, but with grace, towards the creature before them. He raised his hand, and you resisted the urge to yell that it might not be the best idea. Yet without any problems at all, the dragon nuzzled his head under a man's hand.

It was an odd sight. They were said to be aggressive so you never neared them. But there he was, a curled haired man, cuddling a dragon.

Weren't they supposed to be looked after by a Scottish clan?

"Isn't he supposed to be in an open space?"

The man's curls bopped slightly as he nodded, freckled hand caressing the creature before him. It… started to look more like a dog, truly.

"Yes, but Arthur seemed to have escaped," he murmured, appreciating how you didn't run away screaming at him for being a 'lunatic' or other dreadful names, "When I heard, I- I couldn't stop myself from helping. He's not dangerous, you know…" And he wasn't sure why, but he couldn’t help but reveal his actions to you, either. He figured you deserved it, after being intruded on what he figured was a once peaceful walk. Yet you stayed, and you didn't yell… on the contrary, you had turned curious.

"I see…" you began, "Is it… alright? Are - are you alright?"

Blinking at both questions, he looked at you as if you had gone completely mental. A woman. Asking about the well-being of a dragon - on that day and age. Not only that, but asking the strange man with it if he was alright after he had held her without consent, without asking - even if it was for your protection.

A burning sensation gathered at his cheeks, and he wondered why the question tugged at his heart and warmed his chest, "y-yes... We're both fine, miss…?"

"Oh," you jumped a bit, surprised at your own rudeness and ears heating in embarrassment, "I am (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)."

You had begun to move about, picking up a few mushrooms that the wind managed to get out of your bag. It was a distraction, for you knew your feet would lead you closer to them if they had a will on their own. And oh did they lead you closer.

"I've already met.. Arthur, was it?" you asked, gesturing towards the dragon. The man nodded. "But.. What's yours?"

Now only separated by a few feet, you could see him properly. He was very tall and lanky, and you appreciated how it suited him so. The curls atop his head stuck out in every direction - he must have been hit by the wind earlier as well. And his skin, adorned with freckles and light visible scars, was as captivating as his eyes.

His eyes wondered to the ground as he caught your stare, "I'm Newt Scamander," he said and quickly offered his free hand.

You shook it lightly, frowning at the electric current that passed between the touching skins.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Scamander," you said and he scrunched his nose a little.

"Please, just Newt is fine," he murmured, a smile twitching slightly and a hand going for his pocket watch before pocketing it once more.

"It's time to continue now, Arthur. The Macfustys are waiting," he nudged the creature a little, carefully. The dragon let out a grunt like sound that seemed rather whiny, and the man turned back to you.

"Thank you... For your concern," he smiled "and I am deeply sorry for startling you earlier - couldn't have you knocked off your feet now,"

He took a step closer to the dragon before continuing, "Also, seeing as it'll be windy again.. You might want to apparate a few meters out of this area,"

You nodded before moving back, "Yes… and thank you, for shielding me."

The last thing you saw of him was his ghost of a smile, as both of you apparated before Arthur could take flight again. You had left without some of the ingredients.

Once back at your apartment, you let out a shaky breath. The day had been too weird, and you were too tired to do anything but relax.

You were only halfway through the kitchen, with your tea already being prepared in the air, when you noticed your wrist. Its protective silk was gone. And your compass, which once moved incessantly, stood absolutely still.

[fantasticpeep]

From Time [Drake ft. Jhene Aiko]

Ship: Newt X Tina (Newtina)

Plot: After years when Newt and Tina grew distant, they reflect on their love life and how it could’ve changed and ponder about their current live without them.

Warning: Slight chance of smut, depression, slight angst.

Word Count: 1,716

Note: I cut down a few lines from the song just so it makes sense. :)

In the heart of New York, the Giver wonders…

What’s up? Been a minute since we kicked it, you’ve been caught up

Since our first and definitely not our last “adieu”, many flights of letters, postcards, OWLs, the whole category to staying in contact with each other ever since you left your familiar presence in New York City has become mild over time…

Reading between the lines of each parchment that arrives at the foot of our door, or suitcase, can clearly display such a strong connection between two odds with no specialty that actually turns two odds to an even, making everything between them spontaneous.

Subtle hints of feelings and mild affection defines a grand realization that we may or may not have seen during our time together fetching your wild and fantastic beast around the city, which still amuses me ‘til this day.

With them bitches, I don’t get it, you’re a star love

Witches and wizards all over the wizarding world in London has been melting up and down over you ever since the news of Grinderwald’s arrest has made you quite known, especially to many young witches to doesn’t seem to understand the meaning of “mine”.

You shouldn’t have to deal with that, I’d never make you feel like that

Yet, my head pounds deeply overnight of how many years by then, four years after the year of ‘26, could’ve changed if, instead of you on the other side in a foreign nation. I think of how I could treat you with such grace and passion; showing you differently how we could’ve been than you and some other chick that would end your heart like a break up in a chick flick…

Dedicating yourself to a someone who can make you feel special can spell a whole lot more than just charms and magic. For you to not be some huge sellout to many different women who just want to hit it off shouldn’t be taken for granted.

I’d never make you feel so lonely.

‘Cause I love me…

How you can feel the rush of love and appreciation just as much as I can feel when we’re both needed, making me realize how I could indulge myself with the luck…

The lust…

The levitation of keeping each other balanced when we got each other’s hand, arm, and shoulder…

I love me enough for the both of us

When I can prove to you how much of a treasure and a queen I am to you when you say, “This is who you are; let it prove it to you how it’s destined to be who you are to me, and let me make it shine with you by my side…”

With the soft touch of your finger and your lips, to the strong grip of your fist holding onto my waist traveling down to my hips.

With the hunger so real, you will not believe how much those years makes me want to travel back in time to make you stay…

That’s why you trust me; I know you’ve been through more than most of us

With you… Pulling me closer to you as we watch over the Manhattan skyline when you were here… Telling me stories and secrets that you know I can keep all the way to my grave… Your past with… Isolation during your years of Hogwarts, yet feeling like you were solved and fitted together like a puzzle with this… Leta Lestrange…

Feeling overshadowed from your brother, Theseus Scamander. The war hero.

The weakening feeling of hopelessness when people won’t understand your life history of underestimation and under appreciation, yet I came here…

I came here to your life and give you what you need and what you deserve to make you the person that I slowly fell head over heels for. And for that, when I have your life in the palm of my hands and the tip of my wand, you have mine too. Because when trust is so delicate, you won’t believe how much that shattered when you took your life back all the way over seas…

And I took back mine…

So what are you?

What are you, what are you so afraid of?

Darling you…

Though with my love forever dedicated to you, that shouldn’t even matter anymore, huh?

You give but you cannot take love

But please… Continue…

To think of me…

In London…

Yeah…

Newt begins to dream…

I needed to hear that shit, I hate when you’re submissive; Passive aggressive when we’re texting, I feel the distance

To feel your hot breath and your sweet scent; to view your shimmering chestnut eyes as you smile; to let you cry in my chest as my arms tangle around your torso; to feel your sugary, pink-punctured lips against my cut-ridden lips are my dreams… To take a Goldstein and revise to a Scamander is what I’m starving for; what I’m longing for. Building tears didn’t block you from that loving smile of yours when I boarded the main ship back to London.

I’ll snatch you back and declare you as mine, whether by letter or by person. You and I are meant to be inseparable, it always will be. I’ll fly by broom from England to America, if I wish. Because you’re just not some number, but a true giver. No taker catches my eye when you already did that for me.

Believe me or not when I wished to tell you how much I thought of you… Traveling from the magnificent New York Skyline off the shore to the elegant blocks of Downtown London did not feel easy, but distance makes us wise. Our differences clashed together like two male Erumpets dueling for the same female Erumpet and I thought that’s what made us feel faint and shallow when we look eye to eye, but I believed that we could overcome that. Like, the distance was just a temporary roadblock.

But, damn it, if there was a magic that can rewind time to when we could’ve created moments with only the two of us, our pleasurable desires fulfilled with such eagerness and passion. You can make me yours and you, mine; take the definition of love to a whole new dynamic and dominate the meaning.

I like when money makes a difference but don’t make you different

Now, I plead, do not think that because I have made a name to myself, I would seem too good. If you saw me how I am now, I would still be the same person that your heart slowly skipped beats for. You know me; you know I still wouldn’t be able to look straight into your beautiful, Earth colored brown eyes and blush madly when you would release a little giggle.

Started realizing a couple places I can take it; I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement

We could have been a power couple; a couple that would shame the hell out of other relationships. We’d have the kind of love that not even scientists could have discovered. Our chemistry stronger among others, and the lust so passionate.

I want to take it deeper than money, p****, vacation

Believe me, I’m still looking forward to what we could have still if we could see each other’s faces one last time. I still believe that you’re still head over heels for the awkward things I do.

And influence a generation that’s lacking in patience

We’ve been talking ‘bout the future and time that we wasted

If I can go back to when I was young when I step foot into the greatest city on Earth, I’d drop everything off of my shoulders and desperately find for you. I’d want those extra days with you to when I broke the law for our destinies to intertwine. Damn, I could…

Where would our lives be right now?

We even talked about you and our couple of moments; He said we should hash it out like a couple of grown ups

You a flower child, beautiful child, I’m in your zone

Looking like you came from the 70’s on your own

My mother is 66 and her favorite line to hit me with is, ‘Who the fuck wants to be 70 and alone?’

Y'all don’t even know what you want from love anymore; I search for something I’m missing and disappear when I’m bored

I wasted my young life on someone on who I thought could fix the gaps between broken pieces of what I call “my life.” I was… So sure she was the real thing that all men captured in the ropes of what many search for. But… When I saw you… I wasn’t young. Everything was realistic. I knew what was fiction and what was a fact. Compared to fluttering butterflies, you and I were basically an explosion of what many others hunt for in their daily lives.

But girl, what qualities was I looking for before?

Who you settling for? Who better for you than the boy, hah?

Your arms around my neck, my hands on your waist… Your forehead pressed against mine as we swing in steady and slow motions with a vinyl track playing on the needle… Your smile when I miss a step or two or your laugh I forgotten that the song ended because… I was so mesmerized by the gorgeous shape and style of your eyes, it made mine look like… Complete trash.

Nope, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have– No, I’m sorry. I’m just…

Not good enough for you…

I guess… That’s why… I had to leave you

I love me…

Goddamn it, Tina, I’m so sorry…

I love me enough for the both of us

Yet it’s been-…

Been Baka aka Not Nice from time, G

And so with a smile sparkling with such sugary sight,

Been a East Side ting; Scarborough ting from time, G

As tiny beads of water forms from the corner…

Been have up di ting dem from time, G

Of her shimmering eyes…

So I don’t know what’s wrong with these little wasteman out here eh?

She painfully chuckles…

Y'all need to know yourself…

Hasn’t it?

From time itself, their magic was soon long-gone forgotten…

[maiden-of-gondor]

The Magizoologist and The Siren

Paring- Newt Scamander X Siren/human Reader

A/N- go check out @newts-case-of-imagines version as well that she will be posting soon, she’s an amazing writer! Also go check out Dark Waltz by Hayley Westenra it’s the song sung in this fic, it’s beautiful.

Warnings- None just Newt being a cinnamon roll

Summary- How would Newt react to meeting dolphin and a beautiful siren

Based off of my image, link here-> http://gondorgirl01.tumblr.com/post/155730774528/can-we-just-take-a-moment-and-imagine-newt

Word count- 2200 ops

It was a warm pleasant June day of 1920, the wind was soft and the sun peeked out from the cotton-like clouds to say hello to down below. A beautiful siren sat on a rock called Heron’s Nest, in the bay. The young siren was arranging a crown of delicate shells and shining pearls upon her (H/C) head. Her voice rang out a melody her mother taught her as a child.

*We are the lucky ones We shine like a thousand suns When all of the color runs together

I’ll keep you company In one glorious harmony Waltzing with destiny forever

Dance me into the night Underneath the moon shining so bright Turning me into the light

Time dancers whirling past I gaze through the looking glass And feel just beyond my grasp is heaven

Sacred geometry Where movement is poetry Visions of you and me forever

Dance me into the night Underneath the moon shining so bright Turning me into the light

Dance me into the night Underneath the full moon shining so bright Let the dark waltz begin

Oh let me wheel, let me spin Let it take me again Turning me into the light*

After she had finished her melody she heard a applaud of a dolphin. The siren looked to the below her and there swam Rosie, her befriended dolphin.

“Why thank you, that’s quiet kind of you to say.” The siren’s voice laugh out.

Rosie squeaked out again telling news to her friend.

“A wizard with a hippocampus!?” The siren cried “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” She said irritated.

The dolphin squeaked out irritated by her comment.

“Okay okay! I get it! Lead me to where he is.” She sighed out then followed the now guiding dolphin.

Rosie lead the siren to an abandoned muggle dock. There kneeled a man with cinnamon colored hair with the hippocampus in water, at the edge of the dock.

The siren swam closer to the wizard, intrigued by him. She realized, something she was not expecting, the man young was speaking to the in a soft, gentle, mother-like way to the young hippocampus while he seemed to be guiding it through the water with reins.

“There you go Fred you got it!” The man smile brightly. “See no hands!” He raised his hands up with joy. The hippocampus whinnied in fear when he realized the young man was no longer guiding him.

“Hey, hey.” he said claiming while he grabbed the reins once more. “Shh, it’s alright, I won’t let go until you’re ready.” The young man soothed the hippocampus and stroked the creature’s jaw. “I know it quite different from the pool in the case, but it’s really not that bad, once you get use to it.”

The beautiful siren was enchanted by the wizard and he was so caring towards the hippocampus, something that was extremely uncommon among magical people, especially muggles.

Rosie too seemed like the wizard as well and swam towards him, placing herself in his view.

When the wizard saw Rosie he laugh out in excitement and joy.

“Fred look! It a..um. dolphin, one the very few muggle beats that are friend and unfrightened by magical once. Supposedly dolphins and your kind naturally create a great friendship. I’ve have always wanted to study one in person.” The man exclaimed like a child on Christmas morning.

The hippocampus, now calm and no longer frightened with the company of Rosie, began to swim and play with her.

The cinnamon haired wizard called to her to come to him, when she did as he wished, he began to gently pet her silky snout and head.

“Stay here, I’ll be right back” He made a hand gesture to stay.

He stood up and ran over to a light brown case a few feet away, opened it, and entered.

He had had been to excited of his new discovery to realize the siren intently watching him, with her chin resting on her arms placed on the dock to his far right.

The two creates entertained themselves with each other while the wizard was away. A few minutes later He reappeared from the case and returned to his original place with a book, journal and quill in his hand.

He opened the book and skimmed through the pages until he seemed to find what he was looking.

“So if you’re a male yo-” He was cut of by the siren saying, “She a female and her name is Rosie.”

The wizard was jumped, spooked by the sirens voice, lost his balance, and fell into the water with a splash.

She placed a hand over her mouth with gasp half laugh.

He emerged from the water’s surface with a gasp. When turned his head towards the siren his mouth partly open and his eyes were glued to the exquisite being. He didn’t seem to register the being was a siren and sirens used their beautiful features and voice to drag men into the sea to their death.

He snapped out of his gaze and tried to quickly reach for his wand resting on the dock. But she was quicker, she pulled out her own wand that was securely placed in her shell-crown and point towards the wizard.

“I won’t hurt you. Back down and I’ll do the same.” She warned.

He seemed so confused and shocked by the whole situation, but did as he was told.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you think that I would cast a harmful spell on you. If you were hostile and attacked me it would mean another reasons for the Ministry of Magic to believe sirens are dangerous.” He calmly stated as he held his hands in front of him not in a defensive way but in a showing he meant peace.

“Very well I trust you.” She lowered her wand. “Most wizards would kill me for my precious scales and hair, but you were gentle and kind towards both the hippocampus and Lily that I know you truly mean no harm.” Her (E/C) eyes pierced his, he felt a shiver go down his back. “And I admirer how you handled beats.” She cooed with her silver voice.

His face turned a bright red by her compliment.

“And you going to get out the water or are you going to stare at me with your mouth open like a codfish?” She charmed with a smile.

He nervously laugh then he climbed onto the deck, dipping water from his drenched clothing. He turned back to entertained sea creatures and watched with smile then turned back (H/C) siren.

“Might I ask what’s your name, how did you come by a wand and where did you learn to use it? And the name is Newt Scamander.” He curiously questioned as he sat down in front of her.

“My name is (Y/N) (L/N), the daughter of a wizard named (Y/F/N) and a siren named (Y/M/N) and a graduated student of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. I lived on land with my parents from birth till age nineteen.”

Newt was greatly interested my (Y/N) and continued to ask more questions. “Did your mother create a spell or poison to live on land? And do you have to do the same thing?”

“My father was a brilliant poison maker, he created a poison for my mother so they could be together. I have no need for the poison, as soon as I’m no longer in water my tail transforms into legs and my gills disappear.” She gestured behind her ear and rib cage to where her gills were.

“Fascinating. Absolutely fascinating.” He smiled, a beautiful white smile that created creases around his stunning hazel eyes. (WHAT COLOR ARE HIS EYES!HAZEL, GREEN, BLUE, GOLD?!)

“So what about you Newt? What’s your story?” She purred.

Newt became quite flustered with the flirtatious siren, something he rarely experienced, especially with someone so lovely as her.

“There’s not much to me.” He laught nervously “I’m a Magizoologist, I’m traveling the world to study magical creatures to help me write a novel of how to understand them as protect them, and I attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.”

It was as if (Y/N)’s eyes were searching his to reveal if he meet ill will or he wasn’t who he said he was. This made Newt uncomfortable, not in a way that she would reveal something bad about himself, but in a way like staring at something so beautiful and bright it made his eyes hurt. Plus he wasn’t overly fond of eye contact.

(Y/N) not anything finding displeasing suggested with her silky voice, “Well Newt sense you appear to have a great interest in dolphins would you like to met more than one?”

His smiled a white, bright, and ecstatic smile. “I love to.”

(Y/N) smiled, happy he had accepted her offer. “Go ahead and take off your clothes beside you undergarments, get in the water, and I’ll call the dolphins towards us.”

Newt was a hesitant at first, but did what she said.

(Y/N) heard a splash behind her as she swam a few feet away from the dock, towards Rosie and Fred. She sang out an enchanting melody, it didn’t contain any lyrics just different beautiful pitches and tunes.

She has the most stunning voice Newt had ever heard. He now knew why it so easy for a siren to drown a man to death.

They saw in the distant a something jump up out of the water then back in.

“It’s interesting how they swim like that.” (Y/N) heard Newt say beside her.

“They travel in pods.” She stated

After a few minutes the dolphins arrived, they travel faster when they hear a siren’s call. There were twelve total not counting Rosie.

“These are bottlenose dolphins, I’ve known them since they were born.” (Y/N) loving cooed as one of them affectionately rubbed against her.

“Their magnificent!” Newt said in awe as he petted one’s back and another nudging its snout under his arm to grab his attention.

“Yes, yes I see you.” He laughter at the dolphin.

“His name is Percy, his one of the youngest of the pod and the other one you’re petting is named Georgia.” She said happily

“Well aren’t you beauty Georgia.” He hummed. The female dolphin squeaked as if she were saying thank you.

“They adore you Newt.”

Newt didn’t replied right away but blush heavily. “Well I adore them too.”

The siren, I guess one would say, was falling in love with him, which was not common for a siren to truly fall in love a wizard.

“Newt would you like to see them do a dance underwater? Well it’s more of coordinated swim.”

“They can do that!? Extraordinary! The muggle book nothing about that!” He asked amazed. “Oh and um.. yes I’d love to watch.”

They emerged themselves in the clear blue water. Newt thought (Y/N), if even possible, looked even more lovely underwater, with her hair flowing elegantly, the scales of her (F/C) fin shining brightly in the light, and her body moving gracefully through the water,

Newt snapped out of his daydreaming when in the corner of his eye he saw movement. The dolphins, along with Fred, were doing a graceful dance, like (Y/N) said, over and under around through and through. (just quoted a lullaby)

He wanted to watch more but his lungs disagreed. He was started to swim to the surface but a hand clasped onto his wrist, it was (Y/N). She came face to face with him and place her lips on his, blowing oxygen into his lungs. Even in the blue water she could she his vibrant red blush. She giggled sending out bubbles.

The dolphins were soon over with dance and Newt along with (Y/N) swam to the surface.

Newt stayed there throughout the rest of the day, learning as much as he could about dolphins and slowing falling in love with extraordinary young siren.

“(Y/N)” Newt softly hummed as they both watched the sunset while sitting on the beach with their waist still in the water. “(Y/N), would you be willing to travel with me around the world to study magical creatures.” Snapped her head towards Newt. “I know it’s a lot to ask for you leave your this place and your dolphins, but never meet someone like before, someone so kind towards creatures. You would make would make a wonderful partner, not it just for business.” He said. (Y/N) could tell he’d been thinking of this matter for awhile.

“Newt Scamander are you asking me to be your partner and confessing your feeling to me?” (Y/N) amusingly purred.

Newts expression turned bashful. “Well, yes. Like I said I think your a wonderful being and I think I’m falling in love with you.”

(Y/N) giggled as she gently pushed Newt down onto his back in the wet sand and caged his head between her hands.

“I’d be honored to be your travel partner and I think I’m falling in love with you too.” She whispered the last part as she brushed her nose with his and captured her lips with his in a deep passionate kiss.

They pulled away for some much needed air then they heard whining and squeaking behind them from Rosie and Fred cheering them on.

Both Newt and (Y/N) burst into laughter. “Well we must get going love we have much to explore and to discover.”

And this was just the being a great journey for the Magizoologist and the Siren.

The End

A/N- Hope you liked it and please give me feedback! :D

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Midnight in the Garden [1]

Request: Jacob x Reader, sleeping beauty. That's it, that's the springboard.... but also Snow White! Use that, too. Maybe not in the same request, but that prompt all the same. Author's choice!

I’ve decided that every time I get a Jacob x reader request with a fairy-tale theme, it’s going to just be a standalone chapter drabble, but they’ll all be put together here. In Midnight in the Garden [2], I’m going to do the Jacob x reader Snow White theme.  

(Basically, what you’re about to read is a modern au of sleeping beauty; part two is Snow White themed and with the same pairing. Also, the first line in this drabble is a warped version of the first line in the book Dorothy Must Die.)

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Your nickname: submit What is this? // <![CDATA[ function replaceAll(find, replace, str) { return str.replace(new RegExp(find, 'g'), replace); } function myHandler2() { var input = document.getElementById("inputTxt2").value; document.body.innerHTML = replaceAll('YN/N', document.getElementById("inputTxt2").value, document.body.innerHTML); } // ]]>

Your eye color: submit What is this? // <![CDATA[ function replaceAll(find, replace, str) { return str.replace(new RegExp(find, 'g'), replace); } function myHandler3() { var input = document.getElementById("inputTxt3").value; document.body.innerHTML = replaceAll('Y/E/C', document.getElementById("inputTxt3").value, document.body.innerHTML); } // ]]>

Your hair color: submit What is this? // <![CDATA[ function replaceAll(find, replace, str) { return str.replace(new RegExp(find, 'g'), replace); } function myHandler4() { var input = document.getElementById("inputTxt4").value; document.body.innerHTML = replaceAll('Y/H/C', document.getElementById("inputTxt4").value, document.body.innerHTML); } // ]]>

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When you were ten, you discovered that you were royalty, and your best friend Queenie was trailer trash.

Things weren’t explained to you quite that way, but that was the truth of the matter. It had never really occurred to you that she might have a lot less to her name because you two spent so much time together. At the very least, she had to be a Lady (someday, anyway). But that wasn’t the case: she was just a girl whose sole occupation in life was to serve you. It never really felt like that, because you two were best friends.

You used to think that Queenie would grow up to be jealous of you. After all, how could she not feel the ramifications of her status versus yours? However, she told you firmly, several times, that she honestly wasn’t.

(“I promise you, (Y/N), I am not jealous whatsoever. Yes, my life may be rough and less glamorous, but I’d rather a boring life then one where a kingdom depends on me. Too much pressure, Queenie had said one day when you were both thirteen.

You just frowned at her. “Are you sure, Q?”

She whacked you with a pillow, laughing. “Of course I’m sure. Not everybody wants to be a princess, you know.”)

Sometimes you felt really paranoid about it, but the truth was that Queenie was a very true friend. She meant what she said. Of course, it also turned out that she didn’t want to be a princess because she idolized the woman who ran the military, Tina. Apparently Greta would much rather follow in the footsteps of Tina Goldstein then serve for her entire life (you couldn’t blame your best friend, really. Tina was cool, if a bit too masculine for you at times). —

It wasn’t until you turned sixteen that Queenie proved that she was a fast learner. An evil witch laid a curse on you, and Queenie leapt to your defense. Your curse was to fall into an enchanted sleep that you wouldn’t be woken from until you received a kiss from your true love.

Queenie was one of the first to die in the search for a cure to wake you. She might have idolized Tina, but she was too gentle by nature to be a fighter.

—

Being asleep for a hundred years was actually not as fun as everybody thought. Your kingdom fell into disrepair. You were never hungry or thirsty, and your body just kept going as if it had fallen asleep an hour ago. At first, you were very conscious of the fact that you were asleep. You tried fighting it a lot. You tried to screech and scream and rally yourself awake. You promised a higher power that you’d be a very good princess if you could wake up right now.

Nothing worked.

People talked to you, but their voices tapered off eventually. You didn’t know why.

Eventually it was just you in your room, as far as you knew. Nobody was snoring in here; there was really nothing to signify that any human was existing in your room besides you.

That made you sad, and then the sadness turned into a very deep-boned, helpless kind of despair. You were terrified. For as long as you could remember, you’d been in charge of your destiny. Nobody could make you be a princess, but they’d always expected that of you, and honestly, you expected to rule your kingdom one day too. Still, though. There was always the choice of relinquishing your claim and going to be a historian. Or something.  

Now you weren’t in control. You couldn’t wake yourself up, and nobody was here in the castle. There was silence, always silence. If you could move, you would cry. You couldn’t speak, couldn’t open your eyes, couldn’t do anything. You were trapped in your body and you couldn’t save yourself. That was the scariest part.

—

Before you lost the last of your consciousness, you estimated that you’d spent about three days still quite yourself. Still mentally present. There were still sounds and light coming from your window. You wished for a prince to come and rescue you.

Then you slept and knew nothing anymore.

—

He kissed your cheek.

That was the first thing you were aware as your eyelids slowly opened. Your lips were dry. They weren’t tingling. But your cheek was a little warm and there was a man standing beside your bed, looking confused but benign.

“Who are you?” you asked. Your throat croaked and whined as you spoke from disuse.

“Jacob. Kowalski,” said the man. “I just - I met a guy, see, and he does - well, maybe you’d believe me, maybe you wouldn’t, but one of his creatures got loose, so we had to go catch it.” Jacob frowned. “Actually, I think it was more then one creature, honestly. But, yeah, we had to go get all his creatures, and a couple of them hid out in the thicket and forestry outside this castle. I was supposed to find the chimera, and I still haven’t, and I thought it came into here. But - ” he shrugged here “- I found you instead. And you just looked so… sad. So I kissed you, and I’m sorry.”

You were baffled. “What creatures? What forestry? How long have I been sleeping?”

Jacob looked at you curiously. “What’s your name?”

“I’m Princess (Y/N),” you said impatiently. “What’s going on?”

—

Jacob was travelling with a man named Newt Scamander, as it turned out. Newt liked to study, learn about, and care for supernatural creatures. Some of them had escaped from his case (what the hell? you’d thought when you learned they lived in a suitcase). They’d stumbled upon your castle, learning that it was abandoned from the local townspeople. Your castle had been abandoned for a hundred years.

What freaked you out was that either you’d been sixteen for a hundred years, or you were now a hundred and sixteen. Newt pointed out that you could probably just consider yourself middle-aged, since you were still in the body of a sixteen year old but you’d been alive, technically, for a very long time.

Newt was very nice, but he was more like a very awkward, adorable, fumbling father. Jacob was the one who reintroduced you to society. He made you feel better and less panicky about the entire situation.

It turned out that all the people who’d been in the castle or on the castle grounds when you’d fallen into the enchanted sleep, had fallen under the same curse. They awoke and scrambled to try and adjust to the new world out there.

—

It didn’t take you much adjustment to realize that you wanted to marry Jacob someday. And it didn’t take him long to propose to you.

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2017′s Top Renters!

2017 is quickly fading away, and our top renters have pretty much cemented their performance spots. You know how, when you come in, the first thing you wanna do after saying hi is look at all the movies on the counter and see what other folks have recently returned? Now you can check out the definitive list of our top renters, along with Ashlyn's grades for each!

Arrival - PG-13, Science Fiction [At first glance this looks like a typical alien movie. Keep looking. Arrival is actually a quietly intense picture about language, time, and the human spirit, with a perfect performance from Amy Adams and a haunting score. Youngsters might be bored, but older kids/teens/grown ups are equipped to appreciate this masterpiece.]

Hidden Figures - PG, Time Machine [We’ve all heard the story of John Glenn’s historic launch into and return from space. What we didn’t hear about was the people who got him there and back safely, including Katherine Johnson, Mary Jackson and Dorothy Vaughan- three Black women who busted through any nonsense barriers with expertise and class. All three lead actresses are must-watch on their own, and together they are magic! Everyone should see this film.]

Moana - PG, Family [This animated tale follows Moana, a young woman in ancient Polynesia, as she sets forth on an adventure to dabble with demigods and save her island. Great animation and truly awesome vocals from newcomer Auli’i Cravalho make this an epic for all ages.]

Moonlight - R, Independent [Beautiful, from start to finish. Moonlight is three pivotal moments in a young man’s life, and each second of his story deserves your undivided attention. There is inappropriate material for children and younger teens will mostly be bored, but older teens and adults are dead inside if they don’t love this.]

Fantastic Beasts & Where To Find Them - PG-13, Adventure [JK Rowling is at it again with this visually stunning addition to the wizarding world that chronicles the early career of Newt Scamander and the rise of Grindewald, decades before a little boy with a scar on his forehead would be born. Kids old enough to have seen all the Potter movies will be fine with this one, too.]

Captain Fantastic - R, Drama [This one sounds like a superhero flick but it is most decidedly not. Instead of capes, this one centers around Viggo Mortensen’s character, who finds himself at a loss for how to proceed in raising the six children he and his late wife had been “unschooling” deep in the wilderness. Brilliant performances and some real close to home themes for Santa Cruz. It’s a big kid/grown ups movie, for sure.]

Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children - PG-13, One Of A Kind Directors [Tim Burton returns to his regular ol’ weirdo form with this adaptation of some of Ransom Riggs’ book series. It’s perfect for all those kids out there who just love being creeped out!]

20th Century Women - R, Independent [Mike Mills here writes and directs a love letter to his mother, played by Annette Bening, after the success of his ode to his father in 2010′s Beginners. Bening, Elle Fanning, and Greta Gerwig are great! Probably only adults will appreciate the story and these performances, which do also include everything you might remember from your own adolescence and then some.]

The Accountant - R, Action [Ben Affleck plays an autistic accountant who has been trained since childhood to deal with his disorders with either meticulous mathematics or efficient violence. As he investigates a huge financial discrepancy at a tech company, walls from his past and present begin to close in. Older teens will appreciate the Bourne-like action with more of an edge.]

Rogue One - PG-13, Science Fiction [This is set in the Star Wars universe, but without most of the characters familiar to the Skywalker saga. Thankfully, this does two wonderful things for the franchise: it proves that an expanded universe is possible, and it pulls together great actors for good performances in a film that feels more like Saving Private Ryan than A New Hope. It’s a little heavy for kids, but ten year olds will be fine, and adults who think they don’t like Star Wars should check this out!]

Doctor Strange - PG-13, Capes & Comics [Marvel brings us a new origin story here for someone who will be a major player in later Avengers-type events, and likely take over for Tony Stark eventually. Dr Stephen Strange is also an egotistical, handsome, technically talented bad-boy; he is a top surgeon until he crashes his car and crushes his hands, and tries to learn mystic arts in a last-ditch effort to heal himself. It’s a fun ride with dazzling special effects and another time-travel-adjacent performance from Rachel McAdams, who I am convinced is a time traveler herself. Pretty much all the kids can watch this one.]

Hunt For The Wilderpeople - PG-13, Coming Of Age [Before Taika Waititi rocked Thor: Ragnarok (but after he slayed us with What We Do In The Shadows), he brought us this gem! Ricky Baker gets placed at a foster home out in the sticks of New Zealand and ends up running from the law and finding his destiny in the outback. Heartwarming, hilarious, quotable, and presented without judging the characters. You’ll watch it five times, with most of the family!]

Logan - R, Capes & Comics [Hugh Jackman makes his final turn as Wolverine an unexpectedly fantastic one. In this “old man Logan” storyline, the X-Men are dead, Professor X is a senile old man, and Logan has to carry him, the weight of the world, and the new challenge of a mutant child needing safe passage over the border. Glorious, violent, poetic work, this. 16+.]

Hell Or High Water - R, Thriller [This chronicles both the moving, realistic story of serial bank robbers and the investigation of the hard-nosed detectives trying to anticipate the next crimes committed by this team. Great, underestimated film! Probably best left to older teens.]

Masterminds (2017) - PG-13, Comedy [What a weird movie, y’all. Maybe teenagers watching it will have it fully impressed upon them how much crime does not pay stupid people. Grown-ups will find some deep performances in an unevenly paced film, and probably be horrified this is based on a true story.]

Fences - PG-13, Drama [Denzel Washington directs this adaptation of August Wilson’s play and teams up with Viola Davis to give us a total emotional knock-out of a film. The themes are fairly adult, and there’s some language, but tweens should be just fine.]

Ghostbusters (2017) - PG-13, Comedy [Everyone who dissed this movie is a monster. It’s hilarious and has some actual spooky parts too. The special effects are just enough, too. Most ten year olds will be fine.]

The Magnificent Seven - PG-13, Western [This is a remake of an adaptation. Very confusing. If your tweens were okay with the original, this one doesn’t change much except for having Denzel Washington’s steadying presence and Chris Pratt’s wisecracks.]

Get Out - R, Horror [This is a horror film on many levels. There is some blood, but that’s not the focus. This one is truly a spectacle and will likely be required watching for the various grown-ups popping in the shop. 16+.]

Wonder Woman - PG-13, Capes & Comics [There is war-related peril, some fight scenes where people die non-bloody deaths, and some suggestive jokes. Likely fine 9ish and up. Also SO MUCH FUN!]

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As promised, here is my fabulous book haul [and other bookish things]!! Oh and you may notice no books are in my X-MAS haul. My bf and his parents said I couldn’t get any books for Christmas hahaha

  For the main event, I present you my precious Harry Potter shelves =]

So to divide them in B-day and X-MAS:

B-day haul

The Case of Beasts

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them – The Original Screenplay

Harry Potter Original Bloomsbury Edition Box Set Years 1-4

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Original Bloomsbury First Edition hardcover

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince Original Bloomsbury First Edition hardcover [already owned a first edition of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows] But now it’s COMPLETE AND FABULOUS!!

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone Illustrated Edition

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets Illustrated Edition

Hogwarts Express Wagon with Hermione Funko

  X-MAS haul

Hagrid Funko

Voldemort Funko

Newt Scamander Funko

Niffler Funko

Percival Graves Funko

Seraphina Picquery Funko

Tina Goldstein Funko

Queenie Goldstein Funko

  Forbidden Planet New York Broadway Tote Bag =] See the picture below. My parents-in-law celebrated their 30th wedding anniversary with a week in New York. So they got my Christmas presents there =]

    B-day haul

Sarah J. Maas – The Assassin’s Blade paperback

Sarah J. Maas – Throne of Glass paperback

Sarah J. Maas – Crown of Midnight paperback

Sarah J. Maas – Heir of Fire paperback

Sarah J. Maas – Queen of Shadows paperback

Sarah J. Maas – Empire of Storms paperback [will eventually own the hardcovers aswell, but I love these white paperbacks]

Sara Raasch – Snow Like Ashes hardcover

Sabaa Tahir – A Torch Against the Night hardcover first edition

    B-day haul

L.J. Smith – The Vampire Diaries 8: The Hunters – Phantom paperback

L.J. Smith – The Vampire Diaries 9: The Hunters – Moonsong paperback

L.J. Smith – The Vampire Diaries 10: The Hunters – Destiny Rising paperback

L.J. Smith – The Vampire Diaries 11: The Salvation – Unseen paperback

L.J. Smith – The Vampire Diaries 12: The Salvation – Unspoken first edition paperback

L.J. Smith – The Vampire Diaries 13: The Salvation – Unmasked first edition paperback

Finally my series is complete !!!!!!

    B-day haul

Denearys on Drogon Funko

Katniss on Fire Funko

By the way: Doesn’t it look like Drogon set Katniss on fire?? Hihi

  And these two are also on my X-MAS haul, but sadly still awaiting delivery… Would be Jan 14th, but apparently they will not be coming before somewhere halfway of February…

    So this was my B-day and X-MAS haul this year… Still awaiting some birthday and Christmas present though xD… Some people live far away…

Non book related B-day of X-MAS gifts were:

New winter coat by Superdry.

Feyenoord Keepers outfit [Shorts and socks still on their way]

PS4 Skyrim Special Edition

Cinema gift cards [used half of them on watching Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them =] ]

  In case you’ve missed these:

What about that bookchallenge 2017?

Most Anticipated Releases January 2017.

TTT#18 Top Ten Best Books Read In 2016.

TTT#17 Ten Books I Wouldn’t Mind Santa Leaving Under My Tree (or non-book bookworm items)

TTT#16 Books I’m Looking For To For The First Half Of 2017 – Part Two

B-day & X-MAS Book Haul. As promised, here is my fabulous book haul !! Oh and you may notice no books are in my X-MAS haul.

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Destiny and Newt Scamander welcome their baby!