#fantastic beast the secrets of dumbledore

[kywaslost]

Omg your newt scamander fics are amazing!! Literally amazing! I was wondering if you could write one when the reader and newt are cuddling and he brushes her thighs (sweet affection nothing sexual) but discovers the reader had sensitive thighs. She’s embarrassed but he thinks it’s cute! ❤️‍🩹

Sensitivity - Newt Scamander

A/N: Hi! I’m glad you like my Newt writings! I hope this turned out alright. Sorry it’s so short.

It was getting late in the night and you were exhausted beyond belief. You had spent the day running errands and doing chores while Newt worked on his book and took care of his creatures. By the time you and Newt finished eating dinner, you were ready for bed. Except you hadn’t really seen Newt that much today, so you opted for sitting with him on the couch while he finished up on some writing.

Your legs were draped over Newt’s lap as you leaned your head against his shoulder. You watched Newt as he scribbled notes onto a scrap piece of parchment. He used his magic to hold open a book in front of him, occasionally flipping the page for him to continue reading and taking notes.

Eventually your eyes started to droop closed and you began drifting in and out of sleep. The weight of Newt’s arms resting on your legs was oddly comforting, lulling you even deeper into sleep. That is, until Newt innocently began lightly tracing his fingers across your thighs. He didn’t think anything of it, just assuming it’d be a comforting gesture. But then you jerked your legs back and squealed, scooting away from your lover.

“I-I’m sorry,” Newt quickly apologized. “I didn’t mean anything by it, I swear!”

Your face was a bright shade of red as you tried to avoid Newt’s apologetic eyes. “No, you’re alright.”

Newt tilted his head with slight confusion. “Then what’s wrong?”

Your face grew even redder as you stuttered out, “M-my thighs a-are sensitive.” Your voice faded out at the end.

Newt could see how embarrassed you were, but he thought it was so cute. He wasn’t sure how he didn’t notice this tarot of your’s sooner. “Don’t be embarrassed, N/N,” he laughed lightly, pulling you back over to him and draping your legs over his lap again. “I think it’s cute. Now get some rest.” Newt pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “You look exhausted.

[jesperfahxey]

CALLUM TURNER as THESEUS SCAMANDER FANTASTIC BEASTS: THE SECRETS OF DUMBLEDORE (2022) dir. David Yates

[bite-ology]

Red fabric, red fabric.

Hannibal - season 2, episode 10

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore

[peaky1wh0re]

Favorite Brother duo

[henry-the-queer-artist]

[neick-hitlz]

- please. .?

- . . .

- 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 please. . .? (╥ᆺ╥ ;)

[apicelladonna]

They are husbands, your honor.

Something about them folding their sleeves, after a day's work running a magical classroom or wizarding politics so I have to chuck my coat and show off my forearms makes me feel absolutely fe—fine.

I couldn't find any better quality of that deleted scene of Gellert before he went down to the basement necromancy scene 😭😭😭 such a crime.

[isaacarellanesismyhusband]

to me, you’re… everything

pair: Newt Scamander x reader

summery: Newt showing his love to y/n(she/her)

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Newt Scamander was never one for grand gestures. He wasn’t a man who spoke in sonnets or filled the air with flowery words. But Merlin, if he didn’t adore you with every beat of his kind, gentle heart.

You had known since the moment your eyes met that there was something soft and comforting about him. The way his messy curls fell into his eyes, those brilliant blue-green orbs full of wonder and kindness, and how he carried himself with a quiet grace, like he belonged more with the creatures he tended to than with the world of wizards and witches. You could tell, even then, that this man held worlds inside him—worlds full of magic and mystery, of tenderness and patience. And now, as he moved about your shared home, you were endlessly grateful that you were part of that world too.

Newt had always been thoughtful in the most unexpected ways. He'd leave handwritten notes in the oddest of places, tucked inside your coat pocket or hidden between the pages of a book you hadn’t yet opened. They weren’t grand declarations, but simple, precious things: “I saw a bowtruckle today that reminded me of how strong you are.” Or, “You light up a room more than any Lumos spell ever could.”

Today, however, he was more bashful than usual, and you had a suspicion why. There had been murmurs of something special on the horizon—whispers of a surprise, though Newt was not one to be sneaky for very long. You found him in his usual spot, bent over one of his creatures with a furrowed brow, his hands as gentle as ever as he calmed a fidgety niffler who’d gotten itself into a bit of a tangle.

You smiled, leaning against the doorway, your heart swelling at the sight of him. He had such a soft, unspoken beauty about him. It was in the way his eyes lit up when he looked at you, how his hand would automatically reach out to rest on your lower back when you were near, as though he needed to be close to you, always.

As if sensing your presence, Newt looked up, and when he saw you, a shy smile curled at his lips. “Ah, Y/N,” he murmured, pushing his hair back in that endearing, slightly awkward way of his. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I could watch you all day and never get bored,” you teased, stepping forward until you were close enough to feel the warmth of him, close enough to smell the familiar scent of earth and parchment that clung to his clothes.

His cheeks flushed at your words, a delightful shade of pink that made him look even more endearing. “I, uh, I have something for you,” he stammered, shuffling slightly from foot to foot. His hands were suddenly fidgety, and you could tell he was working up the courage to say more. You raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? What is it?”

Without a word, he led you to his case—the one you knew so well by now—and opened it with a quick flick of his wand. Inside, the usual flurry of magical creatures were going about their business, but it was clear something was different. Something… softer.

It was then you saw it—a delicate little creature with pastel wings fluttering just above the ground, surrounded by flowers that you couldn’t recall being there before. Its eyes sparkled as it twirled in the air, dancing almost, and Newt turned to you, his face glowing with affection.

“I, um,” he began, “I found her a few months ago on one of my trips, and she’s been rather shy. But when I told her about you, she—well, she seemed to perk up. I thought maybe she wanted to meet you.”

Your heart melted. It wasn’t just the creature itself—although it was undeniably one of the most beautiful things you’d ever seen. It was Newt, the way he spoke about you to even the most timid beings, the way he found a way to show his love for you in such a subtle, meaningful way.

Tears pricked at your eyes, and you couldn’t help but laugh softly. “You’re incredible, Newt,” you whispered, moving closer to him until your hand found his. “How do you always manage to make me feel like the most special person in the world?”

He looked down, that bashful smile gracing his lips again, but this time he squeezed your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles in that soothing way you’d come to love. “Because you are, Y/N,” he said softly, his voice as gentle as the breeze. “To me, you’re… everything.”

The words were simple, but the sincerity behind them took your breath away. You leaned in and kissed him softly, feeling the warmth of him, the steady beat of his heart against yours. When you pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, eyes half-closed, a contented smile on his lips.

“I love you, Newt,” you whispered, your voice full of the kind of softness reserved only for moments like this.

His eyes fluttered open, and there was a tenderness in his gaze that made your heart swell. “I love you too, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “More than words can ever say.”

And in that moment, with the magical world swirling around you, and Newt’s hand warm and steady in yours, you knew that you had found the kind of love most people could only dream of—the kind of love that was quiet and constant, full of wonder and care. It wasn’t flashy or loud, but it was real, and it was yours.

And that was all you ever needed.

[facettenherz]

If Albus would still be with Gellert…

[notenoughdramaaa]

Absolutely no one: crickets

Me: You know what the world needs? A very long Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald fanfic. For no reason. At all. You're welcome.

[feliks-felicis]

Can we talk about how explicit it is that they want to kiss each other so badly?

I wanna ugly cry cause of their relationship.

[theaskywalker]

Imagine being Jacob's sister and Newt asking you to help your brother feed the Mooncalves

Masterlist

[carolinelayne]

Say what you’d like about the Fantastic Beasts series... But Jude Law as young Dumbledore?

Dumbledaddy.

[gellert-1899]

"I fell in love with the lightness you had that I didn't. But I guess my darkness was just so scary for you to love"

[data-reel]

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore - (2022) dir. David Yates

[neick-hitlz]

Poor Albus (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑)