#Jacob x Queenie

[chocfrog-enjoyer]

More babs 💗

Featuring: Bunny!Newt, Kitty!Tina, Kitty!Queenie & Hamster!Jacob

A continuation of this post

[kbbey]

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[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!

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Warning - none

Pairing - Newt Scamander x Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Masterlist

[donniexv]

☆ FANTASTIC BEASTS ; Will we die? Just a little

NEWT SCAMANDER ;

" My philosophy is that worrying means you suffer twice. "

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THESEUS SCAMANDER ;

" Well, of course. Now everythingg makes sense. "

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LETA LESTRANGE ;

" You never met a monster you couldn't love. "

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PORPENTINA GOLDSTEIN ;

" I know that you've suffered.. "

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QUEENIE GOLDSTEIN ;

" People are easiest to read when they're hurting, "

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JACOB KOWALSKI ;

" I don't think I'm dreaming... I ain't got the brains to make this up.. "

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ALBUS DUMBLEDORE ;

" Funny how historic days seem so ordinary when you're living them. "

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GELLERT GRINDELWALD ;

" Who does this law protect? Us? Or them? "

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AURELIUS DUMBLEDORE ;

" Do you know what its like to have no one? To always be alone. "

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NAGINI ;

" He knows what you were born as, not who you are "

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[lirarey]

Do you remember the film "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban"? There was Newt Scamander on the Marauder's Map. I wonder how our old friend is doing? Are all his creatures healthy? How is Tina? Is Newt still endlessly in love with her? Does their entire extended family gather every Christmas? What about Queenie and Jacob? Did they become happier when Muggles became more respected?

It's strange, but I'd like to see Newt become some kind of mentor to Harry.

[nightingale2004]

Fast and furious oc's introduction

The leader: Andrea "Andy" Isabela Ortiz

Faceclaim: Isabela Merced

She is the biological daughter of Leticia "Letty" Ortiz and Dominic Toretto

Andy was born 8 months after Dom left Letty and was left outside of an orphanage

Andy bounced from foster home to foster home growing up

Her one foster parent taught her about cars. How they worked, the feel of the car, how to drive, drift, etc. It was the one home she spent with a long period of time.

Started street racing when she was 14 in secret

She inherited a love for a 1970 dodge charger (she gets it from her dad, and it was her second car)

She had a little business of her own where she steals cars and car parts and sells them to her clients, but now they expanded to getting objects for people who pay big money

She's a skilled auto mechanic, master at engineering, a very strategic racer, skilled fighter, and values loyalty in her crew

Let's meet Andy's crew, shall we?

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The fighter: Westley "Wes" Anthony Kincaid

Faceclaim: Hero Fiennes-tiffin

Wes is originally from London England

He was originally a street fighter for his dad until Andy found him

He came from an abusive household, and his dad made him do scripted fights that involved a lot of painful items

Andy took him in her crew, and now he protects them with no script or fake a fall

He's not bad behind the wheel but nowhere near Andy's level

Has a major crush on Andy and constantly tries to impress her and get her attention

He's a skilled fighter, very observant, and can tell a lot about a person from just about anything they do (like sherlock level deduction)

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The Key: Kelly Amber Prescott

Faceclaim: Olivia Holt

Kelly and Andrea have known each other since they were in diapers

They both grew up in the orphanage and always caused mischief together

Andy sees Kelly as big sister

Kelly is a Kleptomaniac, is a master pickpocket, and lockpicking genius.

Kelly can break into any safe, steal from anyone, and can talk her way out of any situation

She is also a master behind the wheel but prefers motorcycles

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The hacker: Lyra Jean Williams

Faceclaim: Kristina Tonteri-Young

Master hacker

Can hack into anything no matter how secure and knows everyone's search histories

Technology genius and tech engineer

Knows martial arts

Andy found her in the streets of LA and helped her get out of a "situation" that involved the wrong people

Beats everyone in video games

Her hacker name is called Z3r0

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The demo: Malik Leon Wilson

Faceclaim: Jonathan Daviss

Malik is the demolition expert in the group

Freakishly good at making things go boom

He is also the weapons and utilities expert and can get all the group needs in a flash

He makes his own weapons and is a lover of engineering, mechanics, and chemistry

He's not terrible behind the wheel but he could use some work

Does not know the meaning of the word "Finesse"

Likes to go big or go home

Both him and Kelly are the wildcards of the group

Is a sharpshooter with a gun

[m1suri]

Newt with a Gen Z Teen!Y/N

Sypnosis: Y/N ends up time traveling back to 1926 on accident during a freak event with a Time Machine she found. Unfortunately, due to the laws of time travel, she is now forever stuck there and cannot go back to her original time period. Dumbledore ends up putting her on the the famous Newt Scamander, the famous(and only) Magizoologist. How does he react to that?

P.S. This takes place during Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Newt meets Y/N before the events of the movie and it’s basically just Y/N if she was in the first movie. Y/N is using she/her pronouns and is 16!

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Newt was quite surprised when Dumbledore had told him that he was now in charge of a 16 year old girl from the future to say the least

When Dumbledore first introduced you guys, he was very sky and awkward around you

He’d barley let a word out and most of the time, you’d be the one continuing the conversation with him

Pickett was just silently observing as this random teenager was trying to speak to Newt, trying to figure out her deal

It took a little bit Newt soon started warming up to you, much to your relief

He had taught you all about his creatures and how to take care of them which means that they officially like you now since you’ve been sweet to their mama and taking care of them

I’d say that’s a win win in my book

He found the way you dressed when he first met you kinda weird but obviously you had to change your style since you didn’t wanna get caught

One of the things that definitely confused him the most about you is when you begin speaking in pure brain rot to him and he’s just like

“What?”

Funniest pranks to pull on him is to just randomly start speaking brainrot to him outta nowhere and just watch his reaction

Sometimes you make fun of his British accent when he talks which he finds it weird but never says anything about it

Teddy loooooves stealing your necklace that you made with the pop tabs you took from all the cans of soda and energy drinks you’ve drank thanks to school

Newt has to always force Teddy to give it back to you and makes sure that none of the pop tabs are missing from it

You two have gotten so close over the past few months that you began to see him almost like a father to you since he took care of you and such

You had ended up going with him to New York to help him free Frank since he didn’t want you to be left alone back in Britain

You also just wanted to simply say goodbye to Frank and watch him be free

What was supposed to be a simple trip and back turned into a mess when a man by the name of Jacob accidentally takes Newts case and let’s all of his creatures out

Although the only good think that came out of that was meeting Tina

It’s gets even worse when an obscurus comes into play and now it’s going around and killing a person and destroying buildings

Newt is slowly starting to regret bringing you along for the ride since you’ve never felt with an Obscurus before and you had no magic

Now Newt, you, Jacob, and Tina are on a mission to find the missing creatures and return them safely to Newts suitcase

Not before making a quick pit stop though

Now you met Queenie

And by the looks of it, the longer we were there the more obvious her and Jacob became with their pretty obvious liking towards one another

Newt highly discourages you getting involved with them since based on all the times you’ve ranted to him about your love life, your definitely not one to give relationship advice

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That’s it for this part, I might make a part two seeing as though I didn’t get quite through the first movie very well yet. Two posts in one day is definitely a personal best. Let me know if you guys do want a part 2!! ^^

[konstantynowitz]

Goldstein cousins

[gulnarsultan]

A reader who is a hybrid (of any animal) and while in her animal form meets Newt Scamander (If you write for Newt? I can't stop looking at your profile!)

Hello. Thank you for this sweet comment. Feel free to write more requests.

~ Indeed, the reader is perhaps a shapeshifter. It could be a hybrid as you say.

~ Meeting Newt will be a coincidence. The reader wanders through the forest for a little silence. As soon as Newt sees it, he will approach. The reader takes an offensive attitude to drive him away.

~ But Newt doesn't give up. The reader is affected by his behavior. He eventually returns to his human form. Newt is shocked and excited.

~ He will ask a lot of questions about what you are. He will have a long conversation with you. He says he wants to see you again when it's time to go. However, you make Ron take a promise that he will keep you a secret.

~ It is a meeting day at least once a week. It will gather more information about you from the books. Most likely Jacob will meet you. In a short time, the three of you become inseparable friends.

~ You help two of them in quests. You are keeping an eye on them. You use your powers to protect from dangers.

~ It will be a coincidence that you met Tina and Queenie. Maybe they forget to hide a tip about you. Girls get excited when they meet you. Especially Queenie is very excited. He loves to caress your animal form. She loves making clothes for your two forms.

~ Newt's animals love you. You play games with them in your animal form.

~ You now have a very loyal and devoted group of friends. Honestly, you consider yourself very lucky to have met them.

[kuro-o-o-o]

Newt: rules are made to be broken

Percival: nothings made to be broken

Tina: Pinatas

Queenie: Glowsticks!

Jakob: Spaghettis in a to small pot

Newt: Rules!

[sinspark4]

New Fic -Primarily Newt Scamander/Reader(You), with background Jacob Kowalski/Queenie Goldstein and eventual Tina Goldstein/Original Male Characters.

In which, I read all the decent Newt Scamander/Reader fics I could find, ran out, and was forced then to make my own in a burst of sorely misplaced inspiration *Cough - desperation - cough*.

This fic is entirely going to be self-indulgent. I am going to let all my cringe out, all my fantasies and wishes, and dig down deep into the nitty gritty of this universe so I can rip out the chunks I want and lovingly glue them into a frankenstein Adventure/Romance.

Summary beneath the cutoff:

“I’ve never met a beast I couldn’t love.”

For once, Newt was actually meeting your gaze. While his dark, hazel eyes were glazed over in pain, they were no less determined.

He was serious.

And that made it hurt all the more.

Your lips twist into a grimace, a keen burning in the back of your throat. “If only, Newt…..If only I was a beast.” You try to ignore the desperation in those beautiful eyes and the blood coated hand gripping his broken wand so hard the splintered wood bit into his palm.

Turning your back on your sweet, freckled menace, you begin to unravel the wards on your magic. The pain was excruciating - glancing at the elder Scamander you snarl as the dark magic began to manifest, slithering over your skin like oil. “You better take care of him, Theseus.”

The magic reaches its threshold, bursting at the confines of your body.

“Gods know he shouldn’t love a monster.”

[worshipcircle01]

UPDATE: How to survive a magical courtship (and adopt dozens of fantastic beast in the process)

Jacob is the voice of reason for Newt and Percival

[buttered-baguette-writes]

Mafia Lord, Lover

A Modern / Muggle AU

It was days like this that Newt loved living in an end block terrace house.

Soft sun rays dripped into the room from windows on two walls. Everything was coated in a delicate warmth; a cool breeze sneaking in from barely opened windows.

Newt laid on a new daybed, his own body melding with Gellert’s.

The latter was still asleep. His face was soft, all of his features being highlighted.

Carefully, Newt toyed with the blonde curls. It was so soft. For a few minutes he simply marvelled over the other man. Eventually, his eyes travelled to the tree in the room. His favourite green python slithered about, finding the perfect spot to take a nap in the sun.

Newt froze when a voice started humming a song. Quickly, he realised Gellert was awake, eyes jumping to look back at the man.

Gellert smiled at the red head, all soft and fond. He wondered if Newt knew exactly what he looked like, all sun kissed and infinite freckles. He could be a deity, and Gellert was happy to have him. Shifting, he tightened his arms around Newts’ waist, almost purring when the latter kept playing with his hair.

And then it hit him.

The infamous Gellert Grindelwald would do anything for this cute zoologist. He’d kill for, protect, adore… love.

Gellert was in love and was consumed by it like it was a tidal wave. It snuck up on him and there was no way for him to get rid of it.

Not that he wanted to.

A week later, Gellert found himself in the same spot.

After dining out with Newt, the pair lounged in the daybed, bodies pressed tightly together. And Gellert couldn’t stand to do nothing.

“…get a tattoo with me?”

Newt pulled back just enough to see the blondes face. “Are you sure?” he asked. He saw the blonde’s expression falter, like he was debating putting emotional walls up that instant. Newt panicked.

“If you don’t want to –”

“No! No,” Newt interrupted. He pushed himself upright with his arms. “I know it’s a big deal in your, uh, industry. I don’t want you to regret offering.” One of Gellert’s hands moved from his hips to cup his cheek gently.

“You are amazing. Truly wonderful.”

Newt flushed but didn’t look away. “I’ll get a tattoo with you,” he said grinning.

Gellert’s eyes lit up. He titled his head up to capture Newt’s lips with his own.

They would use words to express their feelings another day.

It took them around a month to decide on what tattoos to get. Gellert settled on a large dragon tattoo that covered his left chest, shoulder, and upper arm.

Newt would get a custom design.

On his left thigh and hip would be a sleeping dragon. Its tail would curl with the end of a snake, whose head sits on his right shoulder – mouth open in threat, ready to pounce. The snakes’ body would wrap around an intricate dagger that starts from the base of his neck and goes down most of his back.

The issue was finding someone to do it.

“Why can’t your groups person do it?” Newt asked, half curious, half probing. He hadn’t fully believed previous reasons.

Gellert stared up at him from his seat at the desk. “He has wandering eyes,” he said.

Newt sat himself down on the desk, to side to not disrupt the paper in the middle. He gave the blonde a facial expression that begged him to tell more. Tell everything.

“I don’t want him to look at you.”

“People are going to look. Isn’t that one of the reasons to get the tattoo?” Newt’s voice was calm as he spoke.

“The tattoo means you’re mine. That people need to stop staring, to keep their hands off!” Gellert snapped. “Of course, they’d look, you’re absolutely gorgeous. But they don’t know when to stop. If he stares at you too long, I might just kill him before he finishes your tattoo.”

Newt hummed. “Is that so?”

“Natürlich, ich liebe dich. I would…” Gellert trailed off.

“Ich auch” Newt replied, beaming. “Every day I fall a little bit further.”

In a flash, Gellert was stood between Newts legs, kissing him intensely. He revelled in how Newt matched his movements, and he craved more when the red head let out a groan.

It wouldn’t be until the next morning when Vinda shot him an amused glance that he thought of the perfect tattooist.

Newt was running late. He had been screamed at by some random lady on the train. Then, he had to evade and out run station authorities. All because he didn’t know his python had slithered its way into his bag before he left.

At least he was only fifteen minutes late.

A bell jingled as he opened the door to the tattoo parlour. It was a new building but had been styled like an old aristocrats dream house. It was quite cute – extravagant yet still cosy.

Vinda appeared from behind the counter, greeting him kindly. She locked the door behind him. “They’re already in the back. He – oh mon Dieu!” She exclaimed, seeing the head of a green python sprout from Newt’s bag. “Pickett,” she said before opening the door to the workspace.

“Sorry,” Newt said to her before letting Pickett settle on his shoulders.

In the room was Gellert, shirt off and waiting for his arrival. He needed to make sure Newt liked the stencil before starting.

Instantly in Vinda’s arms was Michelle. She was a Parisian tattoo artist who had a tattoo on her left ring finger that matched with the other French lady.

“Newt!” Gellert kissed his cheek. “Hello Pickett,” he added, giving the snake a small pat on the head.

The group spent a couple minutes chatting, catching up, and introducing Newt to Michelle.

He could see why the others liked her. He quite liked her fashion, and it was obvious that she was fully committed to her work… and Vinda.

Newt watched Gellert get the line work of his tattoo done before Michelle took him aside to figure out his own stencil proportions.

They booked in his first session for a week later.

Gellert showed great restraint over the next four-ish months. He, like a reasonable person, cared more about Newt’s tattoo aftercare than great sex. But with the tattoo finished as well as three weeks of healing, he was ready to spoil Newt with a good night.

The pair had a delightful dinner at [queenie’s restaurant] before heading to Newt’s house.

“Mon amour,” Gellert said into the crook of the red heads neck. He was hugging him from behind as they stood in the bedroom. “Are you up for some fun?” He finished with a kiss to the skin on the others right shoulder.

Newt hummed, swaying them both a little as he turned in place. He had a playful smile on his lips. “What kind of fun?”

Placing light kisses on the skin above the tattoo, Gellert mumbled into his ear, “The kind to leave you covered in pretty little marks.”

Newt laughed fondly. He nodded, slowly waling backwards towards the bed. Every step he took was matched by the other man.

They took their time undressing, building up anticipation and sharing soft kisses.

At one point, Gellert stopped so he could admire the full effect of Newt’s tattoo, tracing it as well as the odd scar the littered the freckled body.

It wasn’t that Newt disliked it. In fact, he loved how much the other man adored him. However, he was promised a good time, and if he was being honest, he was growing a tad bit impatient.

“Gellert,” he called.

The blonde immediately pulled back, letting Newt sit up before pulling him into his lap. Gellert’s hands settled on hips, grip flexing as he looked into those pretty green eyes. Without exchanging any more words, he knew exactly what his love wanted from him. He grinned.

Cautious of the tattoo, Newt was kept off his back for most of the night. And if he was carried into the bathroom when they were done to clean up, well, that was just for him and Gellert to know (the big softie).

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[annoyinglysparklygalaxy]

[itsmeasherlockian]

Happy Birthday, Queenie!

Today there are MANY birthdays. Eddie Redmayne, Sherlock, but also Queenie.

Even if she’s turned to the “bad” side, we still love her and we must congratulate her in her… um… 120th birthday!!!

Even though I haven’t said it before, I see a bit of myself in her, and that’s why I love her. Let’s be honest, I’m not as brave as Newt and Tina or as fierce as Jakob, but I am as soft and hard at the same time as Queenie. She needs (and deserves) more recognition.

[freedomforthewin]

Into the Ever After—An Imagine

Imagine that Newt, Theseus, Tina, Queenie, and Jacob fell into the Ever After. Theseus was the first to fall, and the others fell after, found each other, and were looking for him.

They quickly realize that this world works VERY differently than how it does back home and that this world is illogical and bizarre.

When Newt realizes how bizarre the Ever After is, he gets very worried about Theseus and tells the others that they need to find him fast. Newt knows that his brother, a logical person and rule-follower, is going to go absolutely mad in an illogical world.

Newt is a little confused by this world but finds it quite fascinating, Jacob is VERY confused but also finds it fascinating, Queenie doesn't understand this world but is trying to just go with it, Tina is a bit frustrated with this world but is trying to be open-minded, and Theseus is just flat out losing his mind.