#dark newt scamander

[drunkenelevator]

Halloween aesthetic "Haunted House", dark!Newt/Jacob

Newt is a dark master of his haunted house who required a victim once a year. Jacob is his naïve boyfriend who doesn’t know about the dark in Newt’s soul. On Halloween, Newt invites Jacob in his house and shows his true entity. Maybe he’ll not share his boyfriend with the house. Maybe Newt will want to keep this pretty thing for himself. Forever.

[syaolaurant]

20 years old MC, Sebastian, Ominis & Anne ~ . To be honest I still have yet decided on the crew's career after graduation. But I have some thoughts about grown-up Seb will work as an Unspeakable for the Ministry, Ominis may become a healer and Anne may work as a potioneer and help Ominis.

For Violette I'm still hesitating between her becoming an ancient magic researcher or gemologist. But I'm sure that both were not what a 5th year Violette wanted to do, she dreamed of becoming a professional fortune teller 😅😅

[apicelladonna]

Crackpair and it's Grindelwald and Newt.

[bluebugsy]

It’s finished! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[lunatheseus]

actors who were born to act and what I think about them

Cillian Murphy : GOD he's such a phenomenal actor. From Watching the Detectives (with Lucy Liu) to the Dark Knight Trilogy to Peaky Blinders (and Oppenheimer ofc), Cillian is able to embody every character that he plays. His Oppenheimer performance blew me away, and his ability to play morally grey and complex characters is unparalleled. On top of that, he's also just a very humble and down-to-earth human being and its incredibly admirable. I also love his almost naïve point of view when it comes to modern day slang...(what's a meme?) its adorable.

Eddie Redmayne: As a Fantastic Beasts fanatic, I absolutely adore Eddie Redmayne. He IS Newt Scamander in a different font and no one can convince me otherwise. He doesn't seem to be as well-known as other actors but his performances still leave me wanting more. Eddie also plays Stephen Hawking in The Theory of Everything and James in The Aeronauts (and his co-stat being Felicity Jones in both movies! But that's for another day). These two movies stole my heart honestly and they make me feel whole but also empty every time I watch them again. Now that I think about it, Eddie is probably most well known buy his part in Les Mis, but I personally don't know much about that. The fact that he was an art history major makes it so much better! Anyway, Eddie is also a very down-to-earth and humble person, and I love his attitude when he interacts with fans.

Sam Claflin: Once I dipped my toe into The Hunger Games fanbase/arena, there was no turning back. Sam Claflin, playing Finnick Odair, the complex pretty boy, really peaked my interest when it came to his acting range. And oh boy was the rabbit hole endless. Sam's performances in the movie adaptations Love, Rosie and You Before Me were devastatingly beautiful in the most gut-wrenching way. His role in playing Mycroft in Enola Holmes was amusing but also incredible when alongside Henry Cavill and Millie Bobby Brown (That trio will forever be legendary in my opinion but that's for another day as well). Anyway, I also watched a trailer (can't seem to remember the name of the movie), but in it, Sam was playing a psycho murderer, and to me it really showcases his range of acting abilities.. I won't say Sam Claflin is one of those actors who can play all types of characters, but there is an element in his performances that are really compelling, and draw the audience in. Just, in the way he breathes and talks (and the way that he is almost always cast to play an American and has to hide his accent) makes him a very eye-catching actor. He's also very funny irl.

Florence Pugh: I'm adding Florence Pugh because how can I not. She's in so many phenomenally directed movies, and she's incredible at micro-expressions that I can't help myself. Her performance in Don't Worry Darling, Black Widow, Little Women, Hawkeye, and Oppenheimer completely blew me away. Her little pout also changes so much about the scene once she pulls it out. Outside of her acting career, I also admire her attitude towards the industry. From refusing to go on diets to being willing to be intimate onscreen, Florence Pugh has balanced her personal opinions and her work so well. Her accent work is also phenomenal.

[she-was-a-goddess]

The tags are either exposing me or there just random

[theladwhoisweird]

Over and over, I keep going over the world we knew

Once when you walked beside me

That inconceivable, that unbelievable world we knew....

anyways i look like either some english student in a very strange school or an asian counterpart of my favorite housemate, newt scamander or an unhinged time traveler 😂.

[lostinthevictorianera]

Newt hiding from the Seekers Of Darkness in Fantastic Beasts 3.

✨New pictures from Secrets of Dumbledore✨

Source: @MauraLeamy on Twitter

[nincompoopydoo]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ  nincompoopydoo // WIZARDING WORLD MASTERLIST

theseus scamander

⋆ caught in a crossfire [series]: Theseus and his team of Aurors are tasked with a mission to take down a recent movement formed by dark wizards and witches with the intention to erase all muggles. The night takes a turn when you arrive at the scene unknowingly and it seems you’re the next target. ⋆ in search of a grecian beast: As you, Theseus, and Newt find yourselves on a secluded Grecian beach along the Aegean Sea, an endeavor unfolds to seek out a Hippocampus. However, plans don’t turn out as expected. ⋆ for old times' sake: Theseus attempts to convince you to leave your desk. ⋆ happy christmas, dung brain: you visit the Scamander household on Christmas, seeing Theseus after a long time and the two of you’re not sure what to do with all these feelings. ⋆ bertie botts: Theseus gets injured during a fight and you’re mad. ⋆ overnight shift [series]: you and Theseus were known rivals among the Aurors at the British Ministry of Magic. ⋆ false signs: unsaid feelings turn into what seemed as unrequited love to Theseus but it turns out you’re in love with him as much as he is in love with you. ⋆ tea at newt's: newt plays accidental matchmaker. ⋆ envy: you’re jealous, although you hate to admit it, of Theseus’ rather flirtatious assistant. ⋆ trespassing: trespassing during a mission leads to a life or death situation when you and Theseus find yourselves entangled with a dangerous dark wizard. ⋆ war and anguish: theseus returns home as a war hero but you’re engaged and he doesn’t know what to do with himself and his feelings for you. ⋆ crimson cheeks and ivory snow: you spend a snowy day learning to ice-skate with the help of your crush, Theseus. ⋆ behind the sofa: you rant to Newt about his brother’s constant teasing at the workplace which led you to seek a hiding spot behind the sofa when Theseus unexpectedly shows up at his brother’s place. ⋆ shadows on ancient stone walls: soulmate AU: Where the outline of your shadow is your soulmate.

newt scamander

⋆ scamander: you are constantly being used by a ‘friend’ of yours but when you reached your limits, Newt is there to comfort you.

james potter

⋆ healed [series]: you and James had been the best of friends since your Hogwarts days. Thus, you grew strong feelings for the boy, feelings stronger than just plain platonic although you knew about James’ extreme infatuation for the beautiful and intelligent ginger, Lily James. ⋆ you owe me butterbeer: you and James are best friends and you are constantly helping him get Lily’s attention, even if you didn’t like doing so, simply because of your crush on James himself. However, things take a turn and James catches on a little later that he may not truly have feelings for the redhead but instead for someone who has been there with him all along. ⋆ mistletoe and holy moly, are you trying to kiss me?: James is trying to get you to kiss him under the mistletoe.

sirius black

⋆ flowers: you’re the quirky and socially awkward girl that Sirius has a crush on but his flirting ways seem to not work on you. ⋆ prejudice: you’re a Slytherin who stood up for a Ravenclaw against your own housemates which caused you to be attacked. Having been sent to the infirmary, you’re met with the charming Sirius Black.

remus lupin

⋆ alive and true: having found a lost friend, living in the countryside of Yorkshire, feelings of once hidden affection start to bloom in the need to be alive and good things to be real. ⋆ war changes you: Remus comes to visit you at the Hogwarts infirmary involuntarily sparking some old feelings you might have had for each other after not seeing each other for so long.

fred weasley

⋆ good, pure, and beautiful: the Leaky Cauldron serves as a sanctuary to drink your problems away for the night but a certain ginger always seems to find his way to you. ⋆ sheperd's pie: you desperately need a break from studying for your upcoming OWLs which left Fred Weasley, your best friend, the responsibility of coaxing you to do just that despite you being quite headstrong. ⋆ near death: Fred Weasley dies. Nearly.

george weasley

⋆ where two lonesomes meet: in the midst of a Christmas market sits a bench where two walls meet. Here is where two lonesomes meet. ⋆ nature mourns with the mourning: you and George finally find solace after the Battle of Hogwarts. ⋆ five to four: you comfort George after the Battle of Hogwarts. ⋆ snowball fight at midnight, that's christmas to me: where George simply had the audacity to force you to a battle of snowball in the middle of the night, out in the cold.

[star-dust-stuf]

Theseus/Newt Scamander x fem!reader

title: makes you wanna lose your mind

warnings: descriptions of torture, angst

a/n: so basically this is like a throw off from hp part 1. it's super dramatic, it's romantic too. I just loved the entire setting of part 1 so I wanted it with Theseus and Newt also dumbledore is the readers father. sorry for typos.

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It was very cold outside of the tent and I didn't know why Theseus would want to be out there at all, his nose was red, and his cheeks were too. I walked behind him as his hands rested in his warm pockets and his shoes where soaking in the snow.

"It's cold." I say, standing next to him, he was a lot taller than me.

He looked down at me and sighs. "It's refreshing."

"You're not still fighting with Newt, are you. I know it's hard being with each other for so long, you're not used to it."

Theseus chuckles and looked to his shoes, "he's my baby brother, of course I'm not still mad at him. But maybe we should go back in the tent, yeah?"

I nod a little, he gently led me back. Of course, the tent was bigger on the inside, my father gave me undetectable magic, knowing what kind of danger we'd be in. Newt didn't have his case with him, Dumbledore kept it in case anything bad is to happen.

Newts coat was off, he took off his tie and looked at the both of us. "I think we should rest. We can't stay here forever, or the Death Eaters will catch up to us."

Theseus looked at me before nodding and headed to one of the beds. I couldn't shake a bad feeling, like I needed to go back outside the tent. "What is it?" Newt asks.

"I don't know, somethings wrong." I reply, I wasn't lying, and they both knew that.

They both withdrew their wands and headed outside the tent where I followed too, my wand at my side. It wasn't too dark, the moon reflecting off the snow made the woods really bright, bright enough for us to see.

"Revelio..." Newt muttered, his wand lit up gently with a soft glow.

Theseus saw as the three Death Eaters appeared. All in black and masked, tall and left a trail of emptiness in their presence.

I tried to perform a protective spell as so did Newt and Theseus, but the Death Eaters were quick to act. Our wands flew out of our hands, and with another flick of their wands we all fell to the floor in the cold snow.

The Death Eaters all retrained us as another figure walked towards us, his blonde hair became more visible, his blue eyes glimmers in the little light. He stood over us... It was Abraxas Malfoy. He smiled slightly.

"You know what to do, come don't waste time."

The Death Eaters Apparated us, to where the snow wasn't as heavy, and the sky was gray, there was a large black gate and a larger manor behind it. It was black, and Abraxas led us inside, his smile mainly on me.

Newt was looking all around him, he didn't know what to do, nor did Theseus when Abraxas used a spell to keep me on the floor.

Theseus and Newt were hand bound by the chains the Death Eaters put on them. Abraxas Malfoy looked down at me, in the middle of the floor in ahis Manor. He was talking. His wand pointing to me as he glanced at Newt and Theseus.

"Oh dear, oh dear. She's so very beautiful, isn't she?" Abraxas spoke deeply.

Theseus struggled against the chains, "don't touch her!"

Abraxas smiled at him. "Now don't you think you can tell me exactly what to do?"

Newt was just as angry, but he was nervous. His voice shook. "She's innocent, she didn't break into your vault. She-."

Abraxas cut him off. "Ohh. But she did. And I know this because when I knew you three where after me, I took precaution. You were looking for the pendant necklace, and you found it didn't you?"

Abraxas moved the hair from my face with his wand as he crouched over me. His voice was soft as he looked down at me. Tears running down the sides of my temples, the black floor illuminated the moonlight from the windows. Abraxas looked down at me and smiled. "We must learn to not steal."

Theseus struggled, he grunted. "Stop!" Abraxas ignored him, he held his wand more firmly at me. Theseus yelled, "NO!"

Newt shouted after him. "No please don't hurt her... don't hurt her!"

Abraxas casted a dirty spell, "please-!" I gasped and screamed as his wand illuminated a soft green glow.

Theseus couldn't help but continue to struggle, couldn't bear to hear it. I struggled against the spell, and I continued to scream. Newt was trying to stay calm as Piget was slowly picking the cuffs chains lock.

Abraxas smirked. "You're a lying witch that deserves to know what you are!"

He continues, the noise loudly echoed all along his manor, Theseus was watching the entire thing unfold as the spell continues to cause pain to my body, my insides burning.

Theseus wanted to do something, he felt useless watching me. Abraxas stopped the spell, he looked towards Theseus. Theseus saw the sadness and pain on my face which made his twist in anger. Abraxas grabbed his jaw causing him to grunt. "Who will save her now?"

Newts chains fell to the black wooden floor. He snatched his wand from the Death Eater and casted a spell to push the two of them back. He did another to unlock his brother's bounded hands and readied his wand against Abraxas.

Theseus and Newt fought against Abraxas and the Death Eaters that entered the room. Theseus wanted to get to me before anyone else could hurt me further. Newt shouted. "YOUR TIE- ITS A PORTKEY!"

Theseus pulled me up, waving his wand over and over till he reached Newt who grabbed his tie and we apparated from the manor. We landed in Hogsmeade where Albus, my father was staying.

Albus knew something was wrong and rushed to our aid as Theseus and Newt supported my weak body. "Aberforth, get hot water!"

His brother ran behind the counter. Albus lied me down gently Newt and Theseus standing above me, Theseus' hands were dirty from getting on the floor to rescue me, some black dust covered his cheeks and his neck, his eyes wet and red.

Aberforth got a bowl of hot water and a cloth, Albus soaked and rung it out before wiping my forehead. "I know she's been in a deep amount of pain."

Newt spoke, shaken up. "Abraxas- used the cruciatus curse on her."

Albus looked at me, sighing. He rubbed my forehead gently. "She'll be alright."

Theseus held my hand slowly. "Why her? She wasn't the one to get into his vault, to steal the pendant."

Albus spoke, "yes, but she's the one who had it in her pocket. She kept it there and he knew that."

I cried loudly as my father wiped my forehead again, my body consorted in pain. Albus gently shooshed me as Theseus pet my hair gently to keep me calm. Newt spoke. "The pain will fade soon enough."

Albus sighed and stood, looking at Newt. "I told you whatever you do, do not get caught and you did exactly what i told you not to. I told you to go to his vault." Newt looked to me and back at Albus. "You put my daughter in danger."

Theseus stood up, "it was my fault, I told her to hold onto it. That it would be safer with her."

Newt spoke, "w-we can leave her here with you-."

Albus shook his head, wiping his hands with a dry cloth. "No, it's crucial you bring her. You two are... Vincible without her" Newt looked at me before looking back at Albus. "Shes exhausted and you two are as well. My brother will take you to a room, I'll get her to a room and stay with her-."

Theseus cut him off. "I can sit with her."

Albus smiles slightly, "alright. Now if you are to require anything, my brother is here."

Newt watched as Albus gave me a gentle kiss on my forehead before leaving. His brother Aberforth gently picked me up, and up the stairs. He got me to a room and lied me in a bed before covering my body with the blanket. Theseus sat in the chair next to me and stayed.

Once Aberforth left, Newt came in, the only light was the fireplace going in the room. "She'll be fine, Theseus."

Theseus nods a little, smiling, relived I made it back. "She didn't deserve what we got ourselves into. She didn't deserve to endure that pain."

Newt looked at me, sleeping in the bed, my eyes puffy from crying. "She's strong, and I think you need to give her credit for that."

Theseus watched me calmly, not planning on leaving my side. Newt smiled a little before leaving the room and closing the door. The next morning, I woke up, Theseus who was half asleep on the chair beside the bed did as well.

"You're alright." He tried comfort me; he leaned forward and rubbed my back.

"My stomach-."

He sighs. "I'll get Newt to help with the pain." He gently put his hand on the side of my face. "It's going to be okay."

I nodded a little. After some time, I found strength to get up and go down the stairs, my uncle Aberforth was braiding my long hair gently, as Newt took care of the pain I felt in my body. There was some snow outside, Hogsmeade was always so beautiful during winter, and I forgot all about it.

Theseus was talking with Albus. "If you take her back out there, I'll be sending you three with undetectable magic. The Ministry won't see it being used."

Theseus nods slowly, he looked at Newt doing magic on my arm. Theseus looked at Albus, "I'll keep your daughter safe. I promise."

Albus smiles softly, "she's strong. But not without the two of you."

Newt looked at Albus and smiled slightly. My uncle finished braiding my hair his hands were far gentler than his face. Albus helped me stand up and he cupped my face, "if you ever need me... I'll be there."

Albus looked at Newt, "oh. And one more thing." With the flick of his wand Newts case appears in his own hand.

Newt smiles slightly, "thank you."

Albus smiles. "Use those creatures to your advantage." I hugged my uncle; I was going to miss him as much as my father. And then I walked to Theseus and Newt, they both saw how tired I was. "And use that portkey, only if needed. Now the Death Eaters know that you three are still alive. And they won't stop till your dead."

[muxshwriting]

we always do...

Theseus Scamander x reader

summary: theseus and his wife may have very conflicting views on war, but they'll never go to bed angry and never leave the other in danger || warnings: fighting, violence || word count: 1567 || masterlist

REQUESTED by @malvikareader: Can you please write a Thesues Scamander x reader fic from your imagination (my minds not working as of now)

You often disagreed with your husbands job. Not in theory, because being an auror is an honourable and noble career. But in practise, the ministry was throwing him recklessly into a war and not to capture dark wizards. You knew that you couldn't stop Theseus from fighting, the reckless and caring man he is. But you wanted him to stay alive, even if it meant arguing with him about safety and trying to get him to take care of himself before running into danger to help others.

"Why do you have to go and fight?"

"I'm the head of aurors." Theseus said incredulously.

"You don't deserve to fight and die in this war just because you're an auror. You didn't sign up to be a soldier."

He shrugged. "Sometimes that's what the world needs."

You nod, seemingly finished with the disagreement before continuing to speak. "Where's you brother?"

"What?"

"He's sent us a letter," You hold up said letter for Theseus to see. "He's put together a haphazard alliance to try and singlehandedly take down Grindelwald. An alliance he implies you already knew about. Are you and Newt insane, Theseus? Have you been checked?"

Theseus chuckled slightly at your words. "Darling, Newt only told me about his team today. The letter arrived later than expected. I'm going to try and stop him from getting himself killed."

"Then I'm going to stop you from being killed." You declare.

"I'm not going to be killed, Y/N."

"You're throwing yourself into a suicide mission and I can't let you do it alone. Look-"

Theseus pulled you into his arms. "I know. I know." He comforts. "We'll get through this together, right?"

You give him a watery smile. "We always do."

"We always do." He agrees, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead and then your lips.

The two of you sit in silence for a moment, your hands fidgeting in your lap as you start to realise what the future may hold for you and your husband. Slowly, you're realising the harrowing weight of your new quest and the increasing likelihood of an outcome that involves death.

"Have you got something on your mind?" Theseus asks softly.

"Besides the obvious, no." You glance out of the window, unable to look him in the eyes. "I love you Theseus."

He replies in earnest. "I love you too."

★--~-~--★

The crowd shouts as Newt leads you all through the German Ministry of Magic. Theseus' hand has a firm grip on yours, keeping you close to him and trying to keep you safe. You stay by his side as Newt tries to pass on his message to Vogel. The Supreme Mugwump steps up to make his final speech, beginning normal and then starting to take a more sinister turn.

Newcomers begin to slink into the room, a few faces recognisable from Paris. They're Grindelwald's followers, meaning that this tea party in Berlin won't end as calmly as you hoped it would. The three of you follow the newcomers as they weave through the crowd, being watched as you do this and almost taunted by them.

"... insufficient evidence exists to prosecute Gellert Grindelwald for the crimes against the muggle community of which he was accused." The Supreme Mugwump pardons Grindelwald of all his crimes as Theseus approaches his followers, attempting to place them under arrest.

One sneaks up behind you and a wand presses against your temple. Your body freezes in place as you try to see who has you under threat. The shift of your head had the wizard behind you wrapping his arm around your neck to hold you in place.

"Theseus!" Before he could reply, Theseus is hit with a spell he never saw coming and drops to the ground. The crowd began to thin as people didn't want to be involved and swiftly left the room. You begin to struggle against his grip, trying to fight back but an utterance is heard and the world goes black.

When the world comes back into view, the first thing you realise is that you're upside down. Secondly, your hands and ankles are bounded together and chained to the ceiling of the dank cell you find yourself in. Thirdly, you're alone. Theseus is nowhere to be seen but you can hear the chinking of chains to your right.

"Theseus?"

The clinking stopped. "Hello? Y/n, is that you?"

"Theseus!" At least you weren't in this prison alone. "Are you alright?"

"I think so?" The answer came out as a question. "I'm upside down for some reason."

You can't hold back your laugh, imagining your husband strung up by his ankles and swinging in his cell. "Me too. I think the blood is getting to my head."

Theseus sighed. "Yeah. Are you alright though? You aren't hurt?"

"I'm alright." You reply. "Can't wait to get out of here, but alright."

The two of you hang together for many hours, drifting in and out of consciousness as the blood rush become too much at times. You're awoken to someone calling Theseus' name and getting closer.

"Rescuing us are you?" Theseus tries to joke.

"That's the general idea!" Newt replies, edging closer. You see he's being followed by a large consortium of crabs, all copying the bizarre way he is walking.

"Is this a strategic move or do you just like to walk like that sometimes Newt?" You ask him.

Newts shrugs slightly. "It's called limbic mimicry, supposed to discourage violent engagement."

"Supposed to?" Theseus asks.

"Theoretically. I've only attempted it once before with inconclusive results." He continues to ramble about his experiment as he now faces Theseus.

A giant tail sprouts from the central darkness to assess the space next to Newt. The three of you freeze in place, Newt dodging the tail. A few levels down, a firefly lamp goes out and the prisoner screams. The tail retracts and a stinger takes it's place, aiming directly for the screaming prisoner and dragging him down into the depths.

In the chaos of the smaller crabs, Newt cut Theseus down and moved on to sever your bonds as well. You dropped to the floor, angling your body so you'd land on your side and shoulder instead of your head.

"Thanks Newt." You sarcastically say, pulling yourself to your feet and moving towards Theseus. Newt was once again focused on the crabs, who were interested in you all again.

"And the plan is?" Theseus asks.

Instead of answering, Newt cupped his hands to his face and blew, letting a whistle-like noise echo throughout the prison.

"Uh Newt? That's not a plan."

"We're gonna need some help." He suddenly struck up his pose to 'discourage violent engagement' and the crabs copied him without hesitation. After the exchange of some heavy looks, you and Theseus copied him and began to the slow ascent to the exit.

Just as you neared the top, Theseus stepped on one of the crabs, crushing it. Before any of you could say a word, the lamp began to flicker in and out and the distinct rumbling of the giant creature began. The tail popped up from the darkness and the trio ran. As you weaved through narrow stone corridors, the creature's tail crashed through walls just behind, hunting for it's prey. It began to shoot poison from it's stinger that was so strong it melted stone.

You and Theseus were separated as you tried to avoid the flying poison and the onslaught of regular crabs which had reappeared. The number of appendages that the creature had seemed to only grow as they appeared in every direction, hunting for you.

As a limb reached toward you, you jump over a different limb and continue to run. Spotting Theseus in the corner of your eye, you make a beeline towards him and almost crash into him as you slowed, Newt joining you. You all took off down yet another hallway as the rocks collapsed behind you, separating the creature from the group. Or so you thought.

Before you had a second to breathe, the creature had wrapped an arm around your waist, squeezing you and pulling you backwards. Theseus called out your name, grasping your hands in his and trying to keep you close. Newt tries to help but Theseus' grip falters for a moment and you slide closer to the edge.

Out of nowhere, Pickett appears with Newt's wand and you all fall into the pit before apparatting out of that godforsaken place.

Your back slams onto forest floor, limb still wrapped around your waist. The feel of it repulses you as you try to squirm your way out and push it off of you. Theseus pulls it off as it continues to move and wriggles away through the leaves.

Now on your feet, your hands are batting off and dirt and leaves stuck to you, still convinced you were being crushed by the creature. Your heartbeat is pounding in your ears and your hands have a slight shake to them. Theseus gently approaches, grasping your hands in his and staring into your soul.

"You're alright. It's over. We're safe."

"We got through it." You mutter, stumbling into his arms.

Theseus melted in your embrace, dropping his head onto your shoulder. "We always do."

"We always do..." You whispered back like a mantra, a prayer that you both would and a promise that you did.

[wisteria-lodge]

2 things about Lily

It's obvious that she was the one to defeat Voldemort the first time around, not Harry, but Rowling refuses to elaborate on the spell, saying that she cast it accidentally (which... yeah sure, but then she created a world where only one mother and child could do it out of love... like did other children that suffered were not loved enough? oh i so dislike that). I don't know why Rowling does it. Like I always wanted it to be an actual spell that she (and James) researched and did as part of their back-up plan, but noooooo. A woman? Win against the big bad? In the 90s?? Noooo

Lily grew up with two people that we get to know intimately, and loved them dearly. Two very miserable, envious people, who likely hid their accents and the fact that they are of working class, two people who did everything, and sacrificed many things in order to be around characters who where wealthy. Two social climbers. And you know what Lily also did? This has to be deliberate. Like, I don't think that it's a bad thing. I think that Lily definitely wasn't as insane about social climbing as Severus and Petunia (I consider social mobility to be a positive thing!!), buuut she too married into money. So there is that.

I find it sad that the prospect of Lily being crazy ambitious and wanting to have better things are always portrayed as bad in fics, if it is discussed at all. You could have made her into a person who dreams about making it and give her a conflict about marrying into money, feeling like she will become a fake, and still craving that security! But nooooooo. Pefect perfection or a sleazy seductress, nothing else ever

Extremely good points. Wanting social stability is just a real, relatable thing, and it's got to be a lot for Lily, being told you're magic... and ADDITIONALLY learning that the power structure of the magical world that you live in now is super prejudiced against you? And there is an active dark wizard *currently* targeting people like you?

Also the sacrificial magic being cast accidentally never made sense. Harry does the same thing (I guess) on purpose at the end, with the result that all of Voldemort's spells have trouble "sticking," because Harry sacrificed himself for EVERYBODY? But I mean Regulus also sacrificed himself to protect people from Voldemort, he didn't have to die. Dumbledore willingly died to protect... Harry, Draco, Snape? Shouldn't that have had some magical effect?

It honestly would have been *so* much easier to say that Lily defeated Voldemort with a spell that sacrificed the caster's life. That's very cool, old-magic vibes.

But... this slots into an larger trend with the way JKR writes passivity and self-negation as heroic traits. The best example of this is Newt Scamander, her hero with the central traits "neutral" and "pacifist." But even with Harry... there's a reason he doesn't level up his core spells, and is most heavily associated with a disarming spell that he learns in year 2 and a shield spell he learns in year 3. JKR actively doesn't want him to be a combat character. It is *true* that Harry does not cast a single spell on-page in the entire first book. He does more magic later, but that original tendency is still there: there's a reason most of Harry's level-ups consist of loot given to him by loved ones, and not so much skills that he improves. JKR's ethos on power (expressed through Dumbledore) is that the people who handle power best are the people who don't want it.

And unfortunately... leveling up your spells on purpose... now that sounds like something that a person who WANTS POWER would do. Casting super duper powerful spells accidently (which harry also does, constantly) (and Lily does, of course) ... now *that* is much more morally pure.

[lightningant]

Aurelius Dumbledore (AKA Credence Barebone) & Voldemort Conspiracy Theory

I'm full of compressed energy so I have to write to you my thoughts on this topic, of which I have many.

So in my fanon I write Aurelius as Tom's doomed child therapist because I find Tom's fraught relationship with the concept of parentage irresistible and I simply have to kick him again, but I actually have legitimate non-fanfic-toy-playing reasons to believe the Fantastic Beasts movies are the way they are with the character focus they have because Aurelius/Credence is supposed to have significant meaning to Tom.

Consider:

Newt Scamander exists to know about obscurials and to be an outside POV to this insane drama. It was just impossible to notice this because the movies are terrible. These films are primarily about the incredibly super special Credence Barebone being the most specialist boy. Remember this!

Voldemort's flight ability is something no one has invented before and completely unheard of, by transforming his body. He turns it into primarily smoke. By reproducing an obscurus transformation, he has achieved flight. Which he then teaches Snape.

Gellert Grindelwald posits an enemy of his would be killed by an obscurial, kickstarting his obsession with them. He knows what an obscurial looks like because he saw Ariana transform. We know for a fact Dumbledore was not killed by an obscurial; he was killed by Snape. Who then turned into a smoke blot and flew away.

Can we get a pic of how Grindelwald styles Aurelius after he gets his hands on him. Yeah that's excellent thank you

Voldemort specifically seeks out Nagini, Aurelius' first girlfriend. They broke up when he joined Grindelwald; this is a connection to Aurelius more than anyone else.

We can presume - because she likely exists in the text as an excuse for Dumbledore to know passable parseltongue - Aurelius probably knows parseltongue too. Because she's his snake girlfriend. Obviously he wants to be able to communicate with snake GF, especially with a concrete threat of her losing her humanity.

We know Tom pined for his secret super special pureblood daddy before he found out about the Gaunts. At the time, he assumed Tom Riddle Sr. was a wizard. He assumed that Merope died because she must not have had magic to save her. He must have found out very quickly there is no Tom Riddle in the wizarding registrar; he must be American, or European, surely...?

Voldemort is a self-soother and a magical thinker. If he was afraid of Dumbledore he'd treat him with similar obsession to how he treats the brother wands. I posit he is simply loathe to interact with Dumbledore and goes out of his way to avoid direct contact. And why...?

Possible conclusions:

When Tom was making conspiracy theories about who daddy was, he was sure it must be Aurelius - an unfathomably powerful ally of Grindelwald who could speak to snakes and went into hiding -because this idea was mind-numbingly cool to his beautiful 15-year-old brain. Tom's name is only plain and ordinary because it's an alias! This is actually the most likely thing, and the funniest, and the saddest. I don't think he was capable of looking into where he "went into hiding", because he wouldn't be able to digest Aurelius retired at twenty in the countryside to treat his if-not-terminal-then-at-least-chronic illness and preferred it that way.

But even so, Tom frequents the Hog's Head! It was possible for him to meet a surviving Aurelius, and had the above delusion of grandeur; an expectation that Aurelius had abandoned a doomed and ill-advised dark lord campaign, and Tom's campaign would be neither doomed or ill-advised. I like to think he promptly dies, giving Tom the rare double-mommy-daddy-issue whammy. If your epic mary sue momdad dies because of his magic, then what now...?

Am I the problem? No. It's the muggles who are wrong.

This implies he had passionate fantasies about Nagini being mommy. Really puts the Erm.... in Snake Venom Homunculus Baby

The reason he is so loathe to be near Albus is because Albus is unafraid to hammer home that love was what kept Aurelius alive, that power is what killed Aurelius, and it was cringe and fail of Tom to assume he was destined to be his secret illegitimate son on the metric of that power.

Albus "Secret Keeper" Dumbledore of course does not at any point explain the context of where Aurelius went after he stopped being an elite dark lord assassin, so Tom just feels like Dumbledore is being an asshole to him and accusing him of being incapable of love for no reason. Sitcom-esque!

I'm never wrong and my visions are beautiful. Thank you.

[petitemistletoe]

rewrite your elvis fic why’d you only call me when you’re high but with one of the marauders?

Title: Why'd You Only Call me When You're High?

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: smut, angst, drugs, old school rocker vibes

Word Count: 1.9K+

A/N: this could only be written about Sirius I'm sorry! He's so rockstar coded! happy holidays y'all :)

… The mirror's image, it tells me it's home time

But I'm not finished, 'cause you're not by my side

And as I arrived I thought I saw you leavin', carryin' your shoes

Decided that once again I was just dreamin' of bumpin' into you

… Now it's three in the mornin' and I'm tryin' to change your mind

Left you multiple missed calls and to my message, you reply

"Why'd you only call me when you're high?"

"Hi, why'd you only call me when you're high?"

Sirius finished his line of coke, flipping his head up and sniffing harshly. He gave himself a long look in the mirror. He looked great, obviously: leather jacket over a bare chest, a tangle silver and gold necklaces of varying lengths cascading down his neck to his chest. Most of his tattoos were visible and his pair of leather pants were impossibly tight. His fingers were adorned with a number of rings and his hair was that perfect combination of messed up and carefully styled. His eyeliner was smudged around his eyes and he couldn’t quite tell if his eyes were so dark from the eyeliner or from the lack of sleep. 

Sirius couldn’t remember the last time he had had a solid night of sleep, but that was the nature of touring. Of course his bandmates weren’t like he was. James was boring and married with a kid, who Sirius obviously doted on, but James spent all his time when they weren’t performing or practicing with Lily and Harry. Remus was dating this guy Grant who really got under Sirius’s skin. Was it because Sirius and Remus had had a fling, an excellent mind-blowing fling, and when Remus pushed for more Sirius said no and Remus moved onto Grant? Maybe. Was it because Grant was disgustingly kind and sweet and felt like the absolute antithesis of Sirius? Maybe. Was it because Grant had gotten Remus into tea and biscuits rather than coke and pills? Maybe it was that too. And then there was Peter. Peter, bless his heart, tried his absolute best but the coke made his nose bleed, pills made him constipated, and liquor made him vomit. So most nights after a show, James would go home to Lily and Harry, Remus would go home to Grant, Peter would go home to god knows who (probably his cats or gerbils or whatever), and Sirius would go anywhere but home. 

He had liked groupies, townies, the international girls and guys, but he liked you most of all. You were a bit of a forbidden fruit, you were his brother Regulus’s best friend, but that made it all the more appealing. Sirius only went home, only spent the night in his bed, if he knew you would be there too. 

Sirius dialed your number as he made his way home in the backseat of his limo. He was rolling something that he wasn’t sure if it was a joint or a cigarette as the phone rang. He did a double take as he drove past Newt Scamander’s house. Newt Scamander was an old school rocker, a living legend basically, and even though he was a little past his prime looks-wise, he was still a sex symbol. But it wasn’t just Newt’s house that caused Sirius’s double take, it was the fact that he thought he saw walking out of Newt’s house, carrying your phone in one hand and your heels in the other. Sirius shook the thought from his brain, figuring that he was so high he probably just saw a tree branch or something. Sirius got your voicemail but he knew, despite the late hour, that you were not asleep. He dialed you again. And again. And again. Until finally he heard your voice.

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high?” You sounded annoyed but he just laughed it off as he walked into his house, stepping out of his boots and kicking them off somewhere, stripping his sweaty clothes haphazardly and letting them fall off his body haphazardly. 

“That’s how you answer the phone? No hi?” Sirius teased, falling back on his bed and stretching his sore muscles. 

“Hi.” You said pointedly, “why’d you only call me when you’re high?”

“I’m not high.” Sirius said, taking a long drag of his spliff. 

“It’s three in the morning, Sirius.”

“Come over baby.” Sirius crooned. 

“You’re still talking the same shite you always did.” You were rolling your eyes, Sirius knew you were. 

“It’s harder and harder to get you to listen, baby.” Sirius said, a bite of annoyance coming through. He was on the come down from his earlier line and and was getting irritated. 

“Luckily for you I’m incapable of making alright decisions. I’ll see you in a few.” You disconnected the call. 

Sirius finished his spliff and began to roll another one. There were a few messages on his phone from James, he was probably up at one of those late night feedings for Harry. He started to read through them when he heard his door open and shut and after a few moments you were in his bedroom, crawling your way up the bed towards him. 

“That was fast.” Sirius frowned. Usually it took you at least fifteen minutes to get from your place to his, even in the dead of night when no one was out on the street. 

“You complaining?” You asked, pulling your shirt over your head as you straddled him. Sirius was going to question things more but suddenly your tits were in his face and he forgot all about that. 

… Somewhere darker, talkin' the same shite

I need a partner, well, are you out tonight?

It's harder and harder to get you to listen

More I get through the gears

He buried his face between your tits and groaned,

“This is my favorite place in the absolute world.”

“Well make yourself useful, Black, and stimulate my nipples.” You said, gripping his hair harshly. Sirius obliged, wrapping his lips around one of your hard nipples and his nimble fingers flew to other one, tweaking and pinching it. You were grinding down in his lap against his hard-on until his lips moved from nipples up around the curvature of your breast, then up your clavicle, then up your neck, until he got up to your lips. Before he could connect his lips to yours, you pulled back and made your way down his body and wrapped your hand around his cock. Sirius gasped as you ran your hand between your legs to lubricate it and then started jerking Sirius off. You laid flat on your stomach between Sirius’s legs and continued jerking him as you lightly sucked one of his balls into your mouth. Sirius went from the light gasps to strangled, intense moans and he felt like his lungs were about the collapse. 

“Get up,” he choked out, “I need to be inside you.”

You lifted yourself up and without much warning you seated yourself on Sirius’s cock. Sirius groaned and held your hips hard in place, preventing you from moving. 

“Sirius, come on.” You whined, your nose touching his as you tried to move again. Sirius released his grip and started fucking up into you hard. Sirius lifted his jaw, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. You pulled away harshly, pushing yourself up so you were no longer pressed against his chest. Sirius thought about saying something but then you moved your hips in the most delicious way and he forgot all about it. Sirius pulled you off of him and flipped you over, bending you over so your chest and face were pressed against the mattress and your hips were up in the air. There was a tattoo at the base of your back that had have been new. He pushed into you, his hands grasping your hips like he was about to fall off the edge of a cliff. 

He was close, so so close to finishing, but he was distracted by the tattoo on your back. It looked like a constellation, it was vaguely familiar looking, maybe it was something that he had studied in an astronomy course. One of the stars on the constellations was darker than the rest and it had a small green glow mark around it. 

“Did you snort too much or something? I’m getting rug burn here.” You said, turning and looking over your shoulder at Sirius. Sirius’s eyes snapped back up to yours and as he locked eyes with you he came. He always tried to pull out but he was caught off guard this time that he came inside you.

Incapable of makin' alright decisions, and havin' bad ideas

… Now it's three in the mornin' and I'm tryin' to change your mind

Left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply

"Why'd you only call me when you're high?”

“Fuck Sirius!” You snapped, jumping off him and running to the bathroom. 

“Sorry,” Sirius murmured. It was weird…that tattoo was so so weird. It felt like something was sitting on chest he was so strangled by the idea that he had seen that exact constellation before.

“Fuck Sirius,” you repeated, walking back into his room and shaking your head, “I gotta get a morning after pill tomorrow.” You walked over to Sirius’s discarded tight leather pants and pulled out a few crumpled up bills that were in his pockets. “This is why I fucking hate having sex with you when you’re high.”

“I’m not high,” Sirius said weakly, still staring at your tattoo as you were bent over digging through his pockets.

“You only ever call me when you’re high.” You said, straightening up and starting to pull on your clothes.

“You aren’t staying?” Sirius felt like he was running out of time.

“I, uh, have to be up in the morning so I need to have an…early night.” You said, not looking Sirius in the eyes. 

“Am I starting to bore you baby?”

"Hi, why'd you only call me when you're high?"

… And I can't see you here, wonderin' where am I

It sort of feels like I'm runnin' out of time

I haven't found all I was hopin' to find

You said you gotta be up in the mornin'

Gonna have an early night

And you're startin' to bore me, baby

“I’m fine, Sirius. I just have an early morning.” You said in a snippier tone than Sirius had ever expected to hear from you.

“What’s that tattoo on your back?” Sirius stormed across the room and grabbed you by the arm harshly. 

“It’s the constellation Leo.” You snapped back, glaring up at Sirius.

“And what’s the glow on that star?” Sirius didn’t know why he was getting so upset but his blood pressure was only continuing to rise as he looked at you and thought about that tattoo.

“You really don’t know?” You smiled cruelly. “You really don’t recognize it.”

“What is it?” Sirius could feel his nose bleeding and he wiped at it. There was a streak of smeared blood on his cupid’s bow.

“It’s the star Regulus.” You grinned.

“Why’d you have to be such a bitch?” Sirius screamed.

“Why’d you have to be?” You retorted.

“Why’d you always lie?”

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high?”

Why'd you only call me when you're high?

… "Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?"

"Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?"

"Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?"

"Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?”

[isaacarellanesismyhusband]

day 21: late-night astronomy

pair: Newt Scamander x reader

summary: Newt’s gentle and introspective nature would suit a quiet, stargazing moment with y/n(she/her)

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The chill of the evening air clung to the stone walls of Hogwarts as you and Newt climbed the steps to the Astronomy Tower. Your breath puffed in small clouds, and Newt’s soft voice filled the silence between you, his gentle words always soothing.

“I’ve always found the night sky fascinating,” he murmured, eyes glancing up at the stars as you both reached the top. “So many creatures thrive in the dark. It’s their world, you know? A world full of life, even when everything seems so still.”

You smiled, watching him as he spoke with that familiar, quiet passion. His love for all things magical and wild always drew you in. Tonight, however, it wasn’t creatures or plants that captured your attention, but the twinkling stars above.

Laying a blanket down on the cool stone, Newt gestured for you to join him. You settled beside him, close enough that your shoulders brushed, the warmth of his body easing the bite of the night air.

The sky stretched out endlessly above you, and Newt pointed out constellations, his voice soft, like the gentle rustling of leaves. “There’s Orion… and over there, that’s Canis Major. Magical creatures have been linked to the stars for centuries. Even the centaurs believe the stars hold prophecies.”

You turned to face him, the glow of the moon catching in his soft brown eyes. His face was calm, but there was an underlying intensity, the kind that only appeared when he was fully immersed in something he loved. The night, the stars, the quiet—this was Newt’s element.

“It’s peaceful here,” you whispered, letting your hand drift to rest beside his. His fingers, always so steady when handling creatures, hesitated for a moment before gently brushing against yours. The smallest of touches, but it sent warmth through you.

Newt glanced down, his usual shy smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “It is, isn’t it? I think… I think I rather like sharing this moment with you.”

The stars twinkled overhead, but all you could focus on was the steady rise and fall of his breath beside you, the unspoken bond growing between you in the silence. Beneath the vast, infinite sky, it felt like it was just the two of you—small, but not alone.

[justafairytailofinnocence]

Hi i saw your newt x mermaid reader and i was wondering if you could do a newt x jellyfish!reader if you have to much on your plate please discard this and make sure to eat healthy, drink lots of water, and take regular naps!! Have a great day!!🫶

Hello dear, thank you for your request, I love mermaids, so here is your request 🪼🧜‍♀️✨️. Comments, feedback and reblogs appreciated 😊

Newt scamander had a new founded creature within a new enclosure, sanctuary.

"Hey, buddy! Don't know where we're going, but feels like we're tryna' beat the Christmas rush on a late night." Jacob said, huffing as he tried to keep up with this crazy fellow he met a few months ago.

"Quickly, Oh Jacob, I've the most exciting new discovery to show you." Newt couldn't wait to show his newfound friend of a recent new species he was yet to explore. As they trailed down the stairs, he stopped in front of a room. The room simulated a nightie ominous glow.

Jacob, trying to catch his breath, looked up, his gaze landing on a silver tank, sealed with a rotary valve.

"Um, a tank? You wanted to show me how plumbin' worked?" He attempted to joke, seeming a little disappointed compared to the other creatures Newt had shown.

"I-i found them, on the shores near the Caribbean, some poachers wanted to dissect them for their skin, for medicine, of course." Newt's voice went a little quiet with disdain on the last line. He was known for being kind-hearted and soft-spoken. But. There were some, only a few people he truly despised—those who wanted to hurt his creatures.

Newt flickered his wand, muttering "lux." A sub spell to lumos. Instead of the wand igniting light, the light ignites in the room.

As Jacob glanced closer, his eyes couldn't make anything at first, until, he saw a bioilluminscent light illuminate through darkness.

Your oral arms gently floated as your tentacles flowed with the current, searching for food. As Jacob glanced up at your face, you illuminated a combination of different colours. Pink, red, Orange, blue, sometimes flashing your colours, investigating this new person.

The bell on your head opened, showing the inner muscle illuminating. Jacob stepped back as your bell closed keeping you afloat.

"W-what is that?" Jacob asked, astounded and amazed. Newt smiling with excitement at his new discovery, "At first, I thought this Cnidaria's habitat was located around the Amazon, but, it was only recently I discovered, their from the deep or as you muggles put it, the hadal zone."

"Cnida-who-now-" he questioned.

"Cnidaria, a phylum of the jellyfish, sea anemones and corals." Newt stated.

"So what'cha sayin' is their a jellyfish." He concluded.

"Of the sort yes, but, I decided to give them a name of homo gelata pisces."

"Homo, gelato pieces got it."

Newt then waved his wand. The window of the tank becoming a liquid entrance. "Unfortunately, we can't open the top, their-uh-not used to this kind of pressure."

"Pressure? Their a fish right, ain't a tank enough."

"No, not really, if you lived in a different environment with different pressures, you'd explode, becoming a blob of organs."

As Newt encouraged Jacob to touch you, he was amazed and entranced. As if you were a mystical alien from another planet.

You turned, sensing a strange presence. "Boy mister, I must say this is truly somethin'."

"No-no, wait, not there—."

Quickly newt grabbed Jacobs hand.

"What?" He quickly jercked his hand back in shock.

"Not the tentacles, one touch and the stinging can last up to a year, the most painful thing imaginable."

"Ok, noted." He said.

"Try up here, the bell." Newt guided his hand to touch the bell of your head. The sensation of your head was soft, slimy and squishy with weird muscle movement.

You emitted a strange pattern of colours. Newt smiled further, finding you a fascination. "They like you."

"Really? How can you tell?".

"Most creatures use sound to communicate but—in the deep its different. I studied different patterns of lights, similar to your muggles morse code. They use lights for communication."

You emitted different colours of blue, pink and red.

"Yes, he's a dear friend of mine."

Jacob was amazed. How newt could get all that from just a flash of light was mind boggling.

You then flashed red, green and yellow.

"Don't worry, you're safe here with me."

Jacob then asked "hey, uh, tell em' if they might like one of my uh baked goods."

You flashed a colour of red and white.

Newt smiled "they said, they'd love to. They live on a diet of mostly zooplankton but, they can adapt to such food changed its incredible."

You flashed a colour of blue and pink.

"What, uh, what does that mean, mister."

"They say your rather the spectacal, a good person with a good heart." Newt translated.

Newt suddenly saw something he had never seen, your large oral arm lifted to touch Newt's and Jacob's. Wrapping around the fabric of their clothes. Your tentacles floated around them.

You didn't sting them but used this as a formal greeting in your kind.

Newt eventually moved you into a much more nicer enclosure where you were free to float where you liked as he fed you zooplankton. You would absorb it through the bell of your head.

Newt spent alot of time with you, you were the most enchanting creature he ever met.

One day, when you turned human by accident. You couldn't help but this whole new world a spectacle. Your skin had bioilluminscent lights and yet your features were more glowing then most humans.

Newt took care of you showing you the whole world and teaching you of wizards and witches.

You were able to transform at will between human and homo gelata pisces.

During valentines day, you learnt of feelings. You had developed feelings for newt in your human form.

When he dove into the tank with you, your whole body lit up as you shared a kiss with him.

He swore to bring you back to your home after.

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