#i just love the idea of goldstein sisters would bicker a lot

[elisha-am]

“Queenie, are you listening to me?”

“Yes, Teenie, you are practically screaming in your head.”

“I mean listening to what I am saying! Not reading my mind !”

“It’s really hard not to when you are thinking so loud, sister.”

“I’m thinking because I am talking!”

“Then what’s the difference for me to just read your mind?!”

“Because I am not gonna say everything I think!”

“Oh,you mean like the part how you wished Newt would kiss you good night when he walked you back here last night?”

“That’s exactly what I mean!!! WAIT, NO! QUEENIE GOLDSTEIN YOU STOP THAT SMIRKING RIGHT NOW! I mean, you shouldn’t, that’s, ugh, Queenie, please, stop.”

“Oh Teenie, I am sorry, but I can’t help it ! You and Newt are just too adorable! And don’t you worry, he definitely wanted to kiss you, too, but he was just too shy.”

“I thought you have trouble with his accent?”

“Oh, yes. But I can understand Tina and kiss perfectly.”

[retvenkos]

“we’d make a wonderful team if you weren’t so annoying.”

requested

OKAY, BUT BEING AN AUROR AND THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF TINA GOLDSTEIN HAS TO INCLUDE...

okay, so you used to work alongside tina in the auror department and from the get go the two of you don’t get along

you are wonderfully skilled and are a bit of a leader and easily take charge

BUT you can also be a bit reckless at times because of your headstrong, adventurous nature, and that gets on tina’s nerves like  n o  o t h e r

any time the two of you are paired together, the two of you are constantly bickering

even when you see each other in the halls, the two of you make sarcastic remarks at the other

queenie finds it wonderfully endearing - especially since she knows the two of you don’t actually hate each other, you just do it to pass the time and get on the others nerves

because it’s wonderfully funny to see tina get upset over something so small

and the other aurors are torn because the two of you are terribly obnoxious and annoying together, but you are also so very effective when you team up

so depending on who is giving assignments, either the two of you are split up and on completely different cases, or you are together because you are two great minds that work perfectly.

this, of course, leads to an interesting dynamic between you and tina

because tina will rant about how you are the most reckless and stupid auror she has ever met

but then she’s actively saving your life or you are saving hers

and on every mission, the two of you argue on which method should be used on going about solving this case or defeating these wizards

but eventually a combination on the two is the best, and at the end you make her begrudgingly agree that your tactic was useful

“but so was following the rules.”

“well, yes, there is also a place for that. but you have to admit that my way was very effective.”

“this time.”

“that’s what you always say.”

and eventually you admit to yourself that you actually like tina - despite her being such a stick in the mud, sometimes

and eventually tina admits to herself that she actually likes you - even though your adventures never fail to almost give her a heart attack, they can be fun sometimes.

and ofc queenie knows this and she teases tina like no other because what are sisters for

and the two of you get to have lots of talks, when you work on assignments together

you know everything about tina - even if she told it to you begrudgingly at first.

(you were very insistent that the two of you play one of those question games that are supposed to make you ‘fall in love’ or whatever. tina did not want do.

“what? scared you’ll fall in love with me, goldstein?”

“i’m scared you’ll become a criminal and i’m your natural target.”

“you’d love taking me down, though.”

and she just stutters.)

and one day you are working with tina on a case involving the second salem group and you and tina notice that mary lou barebone is beating her kids - creedence the most

and you both use magic to stop her

and immediately the two of you are put on probation until they know what happened

the aurors immediately think it was you

with your track record? it makes the most sense. and tina wouldn’t do something like that - she knows the rules and they’re like her bible.

they are moving to demote you, and you don’t mention tina having any involvement, because you know that being an auror is tina’s passion.

and you’ve never seen someone more dedicated to this life.

tina, of course, isn’t having this

she comes to see you and has a few choice things to say

but you are very convincing and adamant in the idea that you won’t let her suffer for doing the right thing.

but she won’t let you go down, either

“you don’t get to play hero, (l/n). you’re not a martyr!”

“you just don’t want me stealing the spotlight, do you?”

and she scoffs

“you’re still not taking this seriously, are you?”

“this is the most serious i have ever been in my entire life - this job is your life, tina. and i believe you did what you should have. just because others don’t think that doesn’t mean you should lose your position over it.”

"you shouldn’t lose your job, either!”

“i would have lost it a long time ago if you hadn’t kept me in line.”

and the demotion goes through.

the next day, you are working in wand permits, and someone puts their stuff down on the desk next to you.

and you look over at their belongings and you recognize that coat.

“tina goldstein, you are the biggest idiot i have ever known.”

“clearly you don’t know yourself, then.”

and you laugh

“i am glad to see you, though. this job would have been boring without you.”

“oh, i know. you wouldn’t have made it a week.”

and the two of you clearly continue to do auror stuff, despite not being in that division anymore

and it drives the other aurors mad but they have to admit

the two of you make a wonderful team

AND FLUFF ENSUES.

[minervahopebeyond]

Blood Petals.

Hello, everyone! I hope you enjoy this chapter too! ✨Please tell me in the comments what you think of it!

Ps. As always I’ve checked but I’m sorry if you find any grammar or vocabulary errors.

Chapter 6: The list.

1. Blaise 10/10

2. Theodore 10/10 (straight?)

3. Goldstein 7/10 (We don’t talk)

4. Boot 6/10 (most likely gay)

5. Finnigan (can’t even rate him, probably pining after Thomas)

6. Bill Weasley 10/10 (very straight and age gap)

“What are you writing?” Draco did a little jump and covered the list. Weasley always seemed to have an amazing timing to caught him doing embarrassing things, like stare at Potter for example. This was worst though.

Ron tried to grab the piece of parchment but Draco moved it quickly. The redhead raised his eyebrow.

“Why do you care?” He said, the other boy just huffed.

“Because,I’m bored”

“How is that my problem?”

Weasley did a little whining noise in protest and sat besides Draco on the grass. This was what they did most days now, and the blond boy had to admit that he was confused about it. He still hadn’t apologize, every time that he attempted to start that conversation, the redhead just changed the subject. And it wasn’t in a ‘ I don’t want to talk about it because it pisses me off’ way... it was more as if he just ignored what the blond boy had said.

“Come on, ferret. What’s the list for?”

Draco glared at him then, of course he already saw.

“It’s a stupid list, weasel.”

“I’m stupidly bored , so” he shrugged and looked at Draco.

He didn’t want to tell him because of Potter, if he told him, the scarhead would probably make fun of it. He also knew that Ron was coming almost everyday to Grimmauld Place now, and he would most likely not drop this subject.

He was surprised Potter didn’t just go to The Burrow everyday, it would be more simple... But he suspected that Weasley wanted to spend time with Draco too and because he was bloody trapped here, well, there wasn’t a lot of options.

He sigh. Whatever, he was literally dying. Who could actually judge him?

Draco passed the list to the boy so he could read it.

“Are you rating looks in this? Because I don’t fancy blokes but I don’t see how Boot is a six” He said with an amused smile. Draco took the parchment as he was glaring at him.

“For your information, I can’t be exactly picky. I don’t know any out guys at school except for Blaise and Goldstein... I was trying to do a ‘would shag’ list considering looks and personality. It’s just a stupid idea, I wanted to consider my options.”

Weasley was looking at him, as if he was trying to figured him out. Then he pulled a disgusted face.

“Ugh! My brother is in there Malfoy, I could live without knowing you wanted to shag him” Draco laughed at that, poor Ron.

“I’m sorry to tell you this, weasel, but I think that everyone wants to shag Bill. Have you seen him? It’s ridiculous how handsome he is.” The boy put fingers in his ears then and started to say ‘la la la la, I can’t hear you’ over and over again until both of them started laughing. Draco kicked him playfully and turned to see the list again. He really didn’t have much options did he? He sigh.

“I think it’s a good idea to consider everyone, you don’t know what they do with their lives.”

“Is this your way of telling me you want to be in the list, Weasley?” Draco chuckled, then he did a flirty smirk and wiggled his eyebrows. “Curious, aren’t we?”

Ron laughed very loudly and shook his head.

“Not at all! I’m just saying that the logical thing is that there are more than four guys that dig blokes at school, you just have to find them. Why do you have to make a list though? Doesn’t this things just happen?”

Draco sigh and lay down on the grass. This was nice, the smell of summer. Everything he was living at Grimmauld Place was nice. Sirius and Mr. Potter, get to see the green eyed boy everyday, joking with the Weasley twins, getting to actually know Nymphadora, hearing stories about Aunt Andromeda (from both Tonks and Sirius), watching Sirius and Severus bicker about every bloody thing, making professor Lupin laugh so hard at dinner that juice comes out of his nose and also spending time with Ron. All the nice things in the world seemed to be inside of this old house. He wished his mother would be here. Draco didn’t actually notice he was crying until the other boy said something about it.

“Hey, I’m sorry... I wasn’t saying it for you to feel bad I just-“

He rubbed his eyes to clean the tears and shook his head smiling a little. Ron was so kind sometimes.

“Don’t worry, It wasn’t anything you said.”

Weasley didn’t seem convinced but he nodded. They spent a little while in silence, looking at the clouds move with the summer breeze. Then the other boy spoke again.

“I think you are right about Seamus.” Draco turned to look at him, a little surprised. “I didn’t thought about it until now because I always assume boys like girls, you know?” He nodded, of course he knew, everyone always did that. “But it makes sense, him and Dean were always so close... If it’s true I can imagine that seeing Dean with Ginny would get him upset.”

And here was the proof that the pining chain started with Ginevra. Because Draco was in love with Potter who seemed to like Weasley’s sister, but she was with Dean with whom Finnegan was (probably) in love. Now if he would get someone to pine after him, that would be great. His dignity would appreciated it.

“You should put Harry on that list.”

And he started coughing right there. He dismissed it and said he chocked with his own saliva. The blond boy asked Weasley what the hell he was talking about.

“Hey, if you don’t want to be with him for, you know, because of whatever weird rivalry you have... I get it. I was just saying that I think he may like that stuff.”

“Sex, Weasley. Say the word. You are sixteen years old and will be seventeen on March.” He huffed and saw the redhead smiling brightly at him.

“You know my birthday!”

Draco blushed and looked away. Well it wasn’t that hard was it? The entire Gryffindor table would sang happy birthday at breakfast.

“Don’t worry. I’m not telling anyone.” Weasley said and kept on smiling. You would think that this was the first time that someone acknowledge his birthday, Merlin. “Back on topic, the answer to that would be yes.”

Draco looked at him with a disbelief face.

“What? Did he told you or something?” He tried to sound nonchalant. Do not get hope, Draco. Stop it. You checked remember? Stop.

“No. I was just thinking about how bloody often he talked about Cedric on fourth year.” Draco rolled his eyes.

“That doesn’t mean anything!”

“You know, Malfoy, all that I’m getting from this conversation is that Harry should be on that list because you are not saying ‘ugh, no’ to the idea of shagging him.”

Draco glared at Weasley. Trying to fight the blush that was invading his face.

“First: Potter may be unbearable but he is attractive in a regular kind of way.” What a load of bullshit. Weasley was looking at him like he was crazy. “Second of all: The list is because I don’t have time.” Ron frowned at that.

“What do you mean?” Ron was frowning at him.

“You know. I have two years to live as much as I can. I refuse to die without having been with a guy. My only kiss ever was Pansy at Yule Ball. It’s pathetic.” Ron looked away and stared at the clouds again.

“I haven’t kissed anyone yet. Am I pathetic?” And Draco felt like shit. Clearly he wasn’t. If Weasley hadn’t kissed anyone yet, it was most likely because he liked Granger. The blond boy knew that since first year, those two were pretty much the definition of ‘bickering like a married old couple’.

“Of course not. You are not dying. Pay attention, weasel.” He laughed at that.

“ I still think Harry should be in that list. Boot has a six! He is the most boring person ever, and bland looking.”

They fell into an uncomfortable silence after that. It wouldn’t be long until Sirius called them to have dinner. After a while Weasley spoke again.

“I really hate that you are not even trying.” He kept looking at the sky, avoiding Draco’s eyes. “It’s really shitty of you to actually be nice to me for the first time ever and expect me to just see you die.”

The blond boy didn’t know how to respond to him, so he didn’t respond at all.

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Another couple of weeks passed and soon Granger joined them. Potter’s birthday was at the end of July so the witch was invited to stay at The Burrow on that same week.

Sirius and Mr. Potter were so exited for the boy’s birthday that they invited Weasley and Granger to dinner so they could help them organize the party and they also invited professor Lupin. Draco thought that it was rather bizarre to have a Golden Trio reunion featuring The Marauders.

They decided to celebrate Potter’s birthday during the day because that way they could play a quidditch match. Weasley announced that Molly would cook and that he could come early to help them set everything. Granger agreed to come early and asked the green eyed boy if there was anything else he wanted, to which he responded:

“I just want everyone to come.”

Everyone was a strong word, he thought, given the fact that only members of The Order could be inside the headquarters. But Draco heard that this was his first real birthday party ever, so maybe even a few people seemed like everyone to Potter. It was also implicit that Severus wasn’t included in the guest list, so it would actually be less people than when the order had a meeting. Or so he thought.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you! Charly arrives tomorrow so he will come too.”

The golden trio started to talk about how long they hadn’t seen ‘Charly’, while Draco and the marauders were waiting for an explanation of who this person was. It turned out that he was another brother of Weasley, he lived in Romania where he worked with dragons. The description that Weasley provided was ‘He looks like Bill but not as tall and with more freckles. He graduated the year before we started at Hogwarts.’

At the mention of Bill in the description he blushed. Stupid Weasley. He knew he shouldn’t have told him.

“I think you would like him, Malfoy, he is funny.” He was looking at him with a smirk in his face and shrugged. “He is gay, you know.”

And now Draco was incredibly blushed and wide eyed. It’s not like he was inside the closet, it wasn’t even a secret, he told the truth to anyone who asked. The problem was that in that room there were three persons that didn’t ask and now they were looking utterly confused. The silence was interrupted by Granger who threw the weasel a napkin and hissed at him.

“How can you have such a lack of tact! It’s not a club, Ronald!”

Poor Weasley didn’t understand what he did wrong. He was looking at Draco for an answer and he was about to say that it didn’t matter when the voice of Mr. Potter interrupted him.

“No, it’s not a club. If it was, Padfoot would probably be the president.”

And the table exploded with laughter. As far as he knew Sirius never told Potter that he was gay. Draco thought that it was rather obvious because of how Sirius acted. It’s not like he was hiding it. But this was good, because it was so honest and funny that it wasn’t even an awkward moment. It gave Draco confidence to respond to Ron.

“So are you saying that the eight years of age gap don’t matter? Does he likes blonds?”

It was a mistake. Weasley didn’t see anything bad with it, clearly, but what happened next was that Remus Lupin started to lecture Draco about the dangers of what he had implied.

“Draco, you may not realized it now but even if you feel mature you are not. And this doesn’t have to do with Ron’s brother particularly but you should not date older men. At least not until you become of age.”

He was about to state the fact that he didn’t have time to wait until next year. Right now he still looked attractive and the symptoms were small, he wasn’t coughing petals around the place. Imagine him flirting with a boy and then kissing him with petals in his mouth. I would be too embarrassing. He decided to just nod so the conversation could finish as soon as possible.

“I thought you were with Parkinson.”

Ron chocked on his juice from hearing his best friend say such nonsense.

“Believe me, Potter. I’m not with Pansy. I love her, but not in that way. And she certainly doesn’t either.”

The dark haired boy looked at him confused. He crossed his arms and fixed his glasses as he muttered:

“But she touches your hair all the time...” It seemed to be like he was trying to get his own thoughts in order, Draco knew that he wasn’t expecting an answer but he gave him one anyway.

“That’s because my hair is fantastic.”

The boy acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, but Draco could see Weasley looking at his best friend, smirking. Then he turned to the blond boy and mouthed ‘put him on that list’. He blushed and kept on eating, trying to act normal. Stupid Weasel, he should punch him.

The list, after that, read:

1. Blaise 10/10

2. Theodore 10/10 (straight?)

3. Goldstein 7/10 (We don’t talk)

4. Boot 6/10 (most likely gay)

5. Finnegan (can’t even rate him, probably pining after Thomas)

6. Bill Weasley 10/10 (very straight and age gap)

7. Harry James Potter 100/10 (because Weasley said so but I think he’s mistaken)

[dmitri-smerdyakov]

Family ship meme- newtina and Walter x Daniels

Newtina

* Who’s moreprotective?Tina – hands down. Newt is okay with letting the kids be their own people,with letting them do potentially risky stuff in the case, but Tina is 100% “NOPE,Leo Scamander you get away from that nundu or I swear to Morrigan I will groundyou for a week”* Who’s more carefree?Definitely Newt – Tina is reserved and feels that she has to prove herself,but Newt really couldn’t care less about what society thinks of him or theirfamily.* Who’s the best at maths?Tina – she had to learn a lot about bills/numbers/the like growing upwithout parents and looking after her sister.* Who’s the best at English?Probably Newt, but only because he wrote a book.* When their children are upset, what do the parents do?They comfort them; Tina is very practical about it and talks to themcalmly, talking through what’s upsetting them and reassuring them. Newt bringsthe child down into the case to do something, and while they’re busy hecarefully brings it up. He also knows that if they want some space then to giveit, whilst Tina very-much just wants to get to the bottom of things.* What cheers up the children most?Spending time in the case, especially with both parents down there – also spendingtime with Uncle Jacob and Auntie Queenie and the Kowalski cousins (Jacob makespastries for them and Queenie cooks the best meals ever)* Who works most, and who works least?Oh, Tina certainly works the most – Newt is the stay-at-home parent and heworks on redrafts/new editions of his book when he can, whilst Tina goes outnearly every day to work.* How strict are they?Tina is the stricter one, I feel, whereas Newt is a smidge gentler; Tinahad to grow up raising Queenie, so she has experience and knows a lot of thebasics already. Also, she’s an Auror and a highly-trained one at that – she’dhave to exercise control and discipline.* Private, home, or public school?They’re home-schooled until they go to Hogwarts.* Who spoils the children most?Newt – if the children want chocolate or some other sweet treat, chancesare he’ll get it for them. Leo wants to bring a bowtruckle to bed? Fair enough,my boy, you go ahead. Tina, meanwhile, is tearing her hair out because, “No, hecannot have a bowtruckle in his bed, Newt, he could roll over and kill it!”* How many children do they have/want?In my fics I’ve given them four (one was a little miracle/surprise):Phoenix, Linnet, Leo and Wren…though if I had to rewrite I’d give them lesschildren. They wouldn’t have anywhere near as many as Jacob and Queenie, Ifeel.* Who brings up the idea [of having/adopting children]?It’s something they both think about but with the war they bothsilently/individually decide that it’s not the best time to bring it up…and then,as it turns out, their first baby is a little accident – but a well-loved one.* How do they celebrate birthdays?For the kids: usually 99.9% of the time it’s in the case because they alllove the creatures. Jacob and Queenie bake treats and a birthday cake; Queeniemakes toys or clothes as gifts for the child in question.Newt or Tina: neither of them are really truly very fussed over theirbirthdays, so it’s more of a normal day than anything else – work, children,and in the case. Sometimes they can get Queenie and Jacob to babysit (despitehaving an entire herd of their own) and on those nights then they simply have aquiet dinner together before spending some time in bed (if you get my meaning)* How does everyone show they’re upset?Newt retreats to his case and refuses to speak to anyone or look them inthe eye – usually Tina is the only one who can really get through to him. Tinatries to remain strong when she’s upset, especially around the children, butwhen she’s alone (and alone sometimes includes Newt, actually), she allowsherself a brief moment of crying. Phoenix is very much the same as Tina as heputs on a brave face to remain strong for the younger children; Linnet openlycries, though this happens less often as she gets older - then she is like Newtand retreats into herself. Leo is exactly like Newt as he retreats to spendtime with various creatures – the bowtruckles cheer him up the most. Wren,meanwhile, has to deal with everyone else’s sadness so she’ll find a privatespot to cry before trying to sort things out.* Drinking? Neither Newt or Tina are particularly big drinkers, really, even less sowhen the kids are born.* Do they take their children to work sometimes? (Worded weirdly)Well Newt’s work is in his case, and the children often help him out in thecase so it’s almost every day they’re involved in his work. Tina’s job is fartoo dangerous for that, however…though she did once consider strapping Phoenixto her chest when he was a baby and going to a meeting with him like that (Newtwas caught up with a creature query in Wales and only came home minutes beforeshe left)* Who lays on boobs and who is the one with the boobs that get laid on? (thankyou Megan)WELL, Tina obviously is the one with boobs so if anyone lays on anyone’sboobs, it’s Newt lying on her boobs. HOWEVER, it’s far more common for Tina tolie with her head on Newt’s chest.* Any special traditions, besides holidays?Obviously they celebrate Jewish holidays as well as Christmas, so there’sthat. On the anniversary of the Goldstein parents dying, Tina and Queenie usedto look at photos of them and reminisce – Tina does that with the kids and Newtto keep her memories of her parents alive.* Who has the dirtiest mind? I wouldn’t say it’s dirty butprobably Newt because he’s less concerned about society’s views on sex.* What are arguments between the two SO’s about?“Newt, for God’s sake, the nundu almost took your arm off in front of ourchildren!”(let’s not forget the “Who are you?”, “I’m sorry?”, “Who are you?!”/slamminghim against a wall thing)Other than that, there’s not really any arguments.* What are arguments between the children and the parents about?The children bicker – especially Phoenix and Linnet – over small things (“boysare better!” “no, girls are!”) Leo and Wren aren’t really the bickering type,to be honest. The kids don’t really argue with their parents – though when they’reteenagers, there’s the usual surliness that comes with puberty.* What kind of house would they live in?It’s in Dorset in the countryside; it’s a large house with several bedroomsso that the kids all have their own rooms, it has a wide expanse of field andcountry around so that their creatures can roam outside if need be, and it’svery homey. * Any pets?An entire suitcase of creatures, and then Kneazles; it all started becauseTina and the children rescued an abandoned Kneazle kitten and fell in love withit – now Kneazles are always a part of the Scamander family.* What’s one odd quirk about the family?The fact that they live in a magical suitcase filled with magical beasts;all of the kids learned how to do an erumpent mating dance from Newt, they knowthe Fantastic Beasts textbook practically off-by-heart, and they were oftenbaby-sitted by Dougal the demiguise.* Married before or after having kids?I’ve always said married before because of the time period.* What are some rules in the house?First of all that if Mum or Dad say “do not go near the nundu” then theymean, “do not go near the nundu”. Secondly, if Mum or Dad say “do not take thiscreature out of the case” they mean “do not take this creature out of the case”(usually Tina says it, but still) – and that especially goes for the Niffler.When Mum and Dad say “do not encourage him”, they mean “do not encourage him” –and that means “do not give him shiny things, you’ll encourage him”.* What’s the SO’s ‘song?’I don’t know, to be honest. I’ve never considered them having a song BUT Idid write a fic where Newt came home and saw Tina singing Linnet to sleep with “ByeBye Blackbird” so :D* Some family-shared talents? (I hope that makes sense)Magizoology and an interest in the law/investigative cases; obviously thekids know how to look after magical creatures, but they also learnt from Tinaabout certain Auror cases, about defence and what spells to use. * One thing the kids do that annoys the sh*t out of the parents?“Leo, I mean it, do NOT bring the bowtruckle into your bed!” (Tina). Newtdoesn’t get annoyed easily, really, but he does wish that the children wouldperhaps listen to him when he says “don’t goad the niffler”.Mostly, from both parents, “Phoenix, Linnet, stop arguing”* One thing the SO does that annoys the other?Again, Newt being reckless around certain creatures like the nundu (“damnit, Newt, you have a family now!”) annoys Tina. I don’t think Newt really getsannoyed by Tina or anything she does, to be honest.

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Walter x Daniels

* Who’s moreprotective?Ooh, tricky; Daniels is obviously protective because of what happened onthat planet (David, xenomorphs, friends dying) and so she’d be protective overthe kids for that reason. Walter isn’t protective unless he feels that thechildren are directly being threatened – like someone trying to get up in thekids’ faces or something. He’s also protective of Daniels, of course.* Who’s more carefree?I feel once things have settled and the colony starts to thrive, all dutiesare out of the way, then it’s Daniels. Walter isn’t bothered by much, to befair, but she’d be a little looser about things. (“I’m not about to drown inthe lake, Walter, I was a swimming champion in college!”)* Who’s the best at maths?Oh, certainly Walter – for obvious reasons.* Who’s the best at English?Perhaps Daniels? Hard to say really.* When their children are upset, what do the parents do?The children get VERY upset when other kids (or even adult colonists) teasethem and say that Walter is not their father because he’s a synthetic; Walterand Daniels of course comfort them by reassuring them that of course Walter istheir father, DNA doesn’t matter, and Daniels doesn’t share DNA with themeither because they were embryos in cold storage. They tell Jacob and Maggiethat they both love them so much, and that nothing will change that.* What cheers up the children most?Days out by the lake/on the cabin’s porch when it’s sunny, the whole familytogether and just having fun or being together.* Who works most, and who works least?Well, technically, Walter’s systems and functions are always at work, evenwhen he’s simply reading and filing away data. He does a lot for the colony,too, more so than anyone else.* How strict are they?Not particularly strict; obviously, if one of the kids misbehaves then they’regiven a timeout but generally the kids are patient and do as they’re told. * Private, home, or public school?They’re educated with the other children on Origae-6, so…public?* Who spoils the children most?Walter does, unintentionally, because he wants to make the children happyand making them happy involves doing whatever they want. He has some reasoningin his mind to say “no” and judge if he should do what the kids want or not,but he really spoils them unintentionally. * How many children do they have/want?Two – a boy and a girl. Jacob, who is named after the late Jacob Branson,and Maggie, who is named after Tennessee’s wife Faris.* Who brings up the idea [of having/adopting children]?Daniels does because she’s seen how Walter interacts with the children ofOrigae-6, and if she and Jake had both made it to Origae-6 then they would havehad kids someday – it’s something she’d been planning and expecting. Walter is initiallyhesitant because he’s a synthetic and he tries to argue, but Daniels eventuallyshuts down these arguments as being “stupid” and he does come around.* How do they celebrate birthdays?Walter doesn’t have a birthday, though he acknowledges that he has a datethat he was activated on. He has no wishes or desires for gifts – but Danielsdoes stuff anyway. “Everyone deserves to celebrate a birthday, Walter”. Shestruggles to make a cake every year – sometimes she just gives up and buys onein the town – and tries to give him small presents that are usually books. Thebest ones come after the kids are born: they help her make a cake (or they pickone out to buy), and they make presents for him. The best present Walter ever receivedwas a book the kids put together with the help of Daniels; inside werephotographs of the family and drawings that the kids had done over the years,and inside the first page they had written, “To our Daddy, with lots and lotsof love forever and ever and ever, Jacob and Maggie”. Walter keeps all of theirpresents.

Daniels isn’t really a fan of her birthday, but Walter makessure she wakes up to a card with her breakfast and coffee in bed. He andTennessee present her with a small little cake every year (just one candle, noneed for extravagant shit) and they just spend time together laughing. Usuallyends with Walter and Daniels having very heated sex.

Both Walter and Daniels make much more of an effort on thekids’ birthdays, to be honest; it’s the day(s) these blessings came into theirlives, ones that they weren’t sure they’d have (Walter certainly never thoughthe’d be a father, that’s for sure!), and there’s cake with presents. UncleTennessee visits and brings them presents because, to be honest, he spoils theshit out of them.* How does everyone show they’re upset?Walter argues that he does not have the capability for such an emotion –but Daniels knows better. He isalways stoic and well-composed, even when upset – but she knows because of hiseyes, they’re what betrays him.Daniels buries herself in either Jake’s old clothes or Walter’s hoodies beforeallowing herself to cry; there’s something safe and comforting about being inone of these men’s clothes, to be honest. She gets teary-eyed like any otherhuman, but she usually manages to hold it in until later.

The kids really take after Daniels more in this manner; they’llrun to either parent or both and cry as they tell their parents what’s upsetthem. Jacob likes to draw his worries away, and Maggie either reads or hugs herteddy bear (given to her from Uncle Tee)* Drinking? Daniels and Tennessee love to get together and drink, usually beer frombottles. Sometimes, if she’s feeling nostalgic, she’ll drink Jake’s favouritedrink: a bottle of whiskey, straight up, no ice, no water, no chase, “no shit”.Walter can drink and he has a high tolerance for it, but it’s not really goodfor his systems if he has too much at one time. * Do they take their children to work sometimes? (Worded weirdly)Walter takes the kids with him to look after his plants and he teaches themabout each and every one. He also teaches them certain things about physicsetc.Daniels teaches the kids about her terraforming work and biology; they come withher, provided they behave, and watch her as she works in her element.* Who lays on boobs and who is the one with the boobs that get laid on? (thankyou Megan)Well, Daniels has boobs but usually Daniels lays on Walter’s chest.* Any special traditions, besides holidays?Hmmm…birthdays, of course, but then they also have that one day every yearwhere they mourn the lost crew – Jacob, Faris, Oram…* Who has the dirtiest mind? By default, Daniels – Walter has no sexual urges/needs but does enjoy sex.* What are arguments between the two SO’s about?They don’t really argue, though occasionally Daniels snaps at Walter if she’sreally irritated or upset and tells him that he doesn’t understand because he’san android. * What are arguments between the children and the parents about?The only really terrible proper argument that ever occurs is the one time whenone of the kids is upset or angry and lashes out at Walter by shouting that he’snot their father. This pisses Daniels off, she starts shouting, the child inquestion feels guilty after retreating to their room and then apologizes profusely.* What kind of house would they live in?It’s a cabin by the lake. It has a porch, a master bedroom for Daniels andWalter, a room for Jacob, a room for Maggie, and then a downstairs area.* Any pets?Not really, but the family do enjoy observing the wildlife in the area,especially the creatures native to Origae-6. * What’s one odd quirk about the family?Hmmm…other than being raised by a synthetic, there’s not really much of aquirk to be honest…I mean, the kids are really intelligent and they know a lotmore than other kids their age going to school because of Walter explaining alot of things to them (they’re knowledgeable in plants, for example, andterraforming equipment) * Married before or after having kids?Walter and Daniels don’t get married at all; firstly, they don’t feel theneed to – it’s just not something that they feel necessary. Secondly,synthetics aren’t allowed such rights as marriage because they’re notconsidered human.* What are some rules in the house?Normal rules like “don’t fight with each other” (the kids are relativelyclose and don’t fight though), don’t go in or near the lake unless one parentis nearby/watching, don’t play with fire (Daniels especially enforces that one)* What’s the SO’s ‘song?’They don’t really have one? They have a little radio in their cabin thatplays music, and most evenings they’ll sit together and listen – and if a particularlyslow or nice song comes on, then they’ll slowly dance/sway together, juststaring and slowly smiling quite contently.(having said that, don’t play “Take me home” by John Denver around Daniels –she has grown to dislike the song)* Some family-shared talents? (I hope that makes sense)They all are pretty talented with biological aspects such as plant growth,and it comes in handy in helping to sustain life/living on Origae-6.* One thing the kids do that annoys the sh*t out of the parents?The kids don’t annoy Walter, and even Daniels finds herself rarely annoyedby the children – they’re children, after all, and they need patience at times.The only times Daniels is annoyed with them is when they’re consistentlymisbehaving, which is rare, and they’re not listening to her or Walter (again,rare).* One thing the SO does that annoys the other?Again, Walter doesn’t let a lot annoy him at all, and Daniels doesn’t gettoo annoyed with Walter either; the only times Daniels is annoyed with Walteris when they’re debating something – like having children – and he repeatsthings like, “children should have a real father, not a synthetic”. She justgets annoyed because it’s bullshit.

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A Monster (Newt Scamander x Reader)

Part 2

Request by Anonymous: PLEASE can you do a Newt x Werewolf Reader where the reader is like REALLY REALLY shy and doesn't tell Newt she's a werewolf but then he finds out?

Word Count: 2,543

Warnings: Bleeding, excessive wounds

A/N: My last two fics have had lots of blood in them, maybe there’s something wrong with me? idek

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You tentatively knocked on the familiar door and clenched your eyes shut in pain. It was 7:30 in the morning and the full moon had finally gone down. It was a rough night and you weren’t sure what had happened exactly, just that you most likely got into a fight with a vicious animal. You were still shaking and dizzy from your transformation but you knew you’d bleed to death if you weren’t healed, and fast. Your wounds throbbed relentlessly in pain and you heard Queenie yell your name worriedly through the door. Not long after, the door swung open to reveal Queenie and Tina still in their night clothes. You managed to mumble out a weak “help” before crumbling to the floor.

You weren’t entirely sure what happened in the moments after that, you were semi-conscious and you saw rushing shapes but you couldn’t hear anything and had no idea what the shapes were. You must’ve drank or been fed something to ease the pain of your wounds because you suddenly felt numb. This was a normal occurrence, this situation you were currently in, being a werewolf meant you getting injured quite frequently and the poor Goldstein sisters taking care of you afterwards. Even though this wasn’t unusual, you still always felt strange in these moments of numb half consciousness, as if you were floating out of your body and in a pool of nothingness. You could never get used to the unnerving feeling.

You were always so guilty and grateful to Tina and Queenie when you forced them into these situations. You hated worrying them and making them heal sometimes gruesome wounds but you had no one else to go to. You couldn’t go to a hospital for risk of being locked up for being a werewolf and your family had thrown you out once they discovered you had been bitten and were therefore a werewolf. 

Just imagine, a werewolf in the family, what a disgrace. 

You tried not to think about that though. You were lucky you had met Queenie, being a legilimens she could tell that you weren’t actually boring, just shy. You were ridiculously timid which would often put up a barrier between you and others but fortunately Queenie made it her mission to get to know you and soon introduced you to her sister. The three of you becoming close friends.

You didn’t know how long had passed before you drifted back into consciousness, your wounds mostly healed. You peeled your eyes open, sticky from the tears you didn’t know you had cried. Your gaze finally landed on a ragged looking Tina reading a book in a chair next to the bed you were laying on. Tina was always the more frantic and worried of the two in these situations, partly because of the stark differences in the two witch’s natures but also because she had formed a kind of maternal bond with you. Though she was your friend, she was also the one who made sure you took care of yourself, wore proper clothes, bugged you about making new friends, the one who always pestered you with questions on how you were feeling. You knew she saw you as a weak child who needed protecting and you hated that most times but right now you couldn’t care less.

“Hey, Tina” You mumbled meekly. The book she was reading fell from her grasp as she spun to look at you.

“Y/N, how are you feeling?” She asked worriedly.

“Never better.” You said sarcastically, giving her a weak smile. She gave a relieved sigh as she smiled sadly at you in return, if you had the strength to be sarcastic you were fine. You started to sit up, wanting to be out of their hair for a while at least.

“Oh no no no.” Tina scolded, pushing you back down onto the bed. “You’re staying right there until I say so.” She said firmly. You groaned and rolled your eyes.

“Come on, mum. Let me goooo.” You whined like a child.

“Y/N, please.” Tina said, her expression turning sorrowful. “You were really seriously injured last night. If you had come any later we might not have been able to save you.”

“I just don’t want to burden you anymore.” You mumbled, your eyes watering up. You scolded yourself for almost crying. Stop being so weak.

“Y/N, I’m serious, cracked ribs, 3 deep gashes on your stomach, multiple cuts along your arms, a bruised eye and a twisted ankle. Merlin’s beard, Y/N, what the hell happened?” She asked desperately. You winced at your excessive list of wounds, not even knowing the severity of it until now.

“I-I don’t know.” You stuttered, not looking her in the eyes. Tina gave a small sigh and stood up.

“I’ll bring you some breakfast.” She said.

“What time is it?” You asked.

“9 in the morning.” She answered. You gave a small nod, an hour and a half since your arrival. “Oh, and I think you should know, we have a guest over.” Tina added. Your eyes widened and heart rate sped up. Even in regular situations where you had to socialise you were a nervous wreck but now? In this state? No one could see you like this! Ever!

“W-what? Who?” You asked, worried.

“Don’t worry, it’s just Newt.” She said, referring to the man you’ve been crushing on since you met.

“Just Newt?!” You repeated, incredulous at her nonchalance. “He doesn’t know about-about me, right?” You asked tentatively.

“No, no.” She reassured you. “Although I don’t know why you won’t tell him, he’d probably be ecstatic.” She teased. You just chucked a pillow at her, she laughed and ran out before it could hit her. You pressed your palms to your shut eyes and lay back down. You felt your heart flutter at the prospect of seeing him. You’ve never really spoken to him much, being too shy to continue a conversation beyond a ‘hello’ but you listened to him talk and watched how he interacted and soon became infatuated with him.

It was crazy, you admit, you’ve never even had a proper conversation with the kind man but you couldn’t help admiring him. Admiring his passion about the things he was enthusiastic about, his knowing glances in peoples’ directions, being able to read them from just their body language and tone, his calm atmosphere, just everything. And it didn’t hurt that he was ridiculously attractive with his unkempt, light auburn hair, bright green eyes and kind features. You didn’t expect him to feel the same about you and you were content with just watching him on the rare occasion he visited America from his travels, but you knew he’d be worried and curious as to the state you were in now. So you decided you’d stay in the room you were in until you had a chance to sneak out without him noticing.

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Newt had just finished giving all his beasts their breakfasts and their ‘good mornings’ as he stepped out of his case. His stomach grumbled as he smelled the sweet scent of pancakes in the air, demanding he ate breakfast too. He had arrived yesterday in the afternoon with little warning to the sisters, he had hoped he could stay with them for the time he was staying in America. They had, of course, not objected, welcoming him back with open arms and eager smiles. He had missed them both dearly during his travels, not being able to write to them often due to his constantly busy schedule.

He had also missed a certain shy, H/C haired girl he had come to admire. He hoped he would see you soon and though you two had never really talked that much he was aching for your company. He loved watching you and your many expressions and your beautiful, rare smile and loved listening to you on the rare occasions you did speak. You had a soft, tentative voice as if you were worried you were boring people, it was always the opposite for him though. He adored listening and speaking to you.

As his nose led him to the kitchen, he noticed one of the doors in the hallway slightly ajar. This caught his attention and he quietly moved towards it, peeping in from the small crack. His heart leapt in joy as he noticed that you were in the room, but the joy soon faded, replaced by worry and confusion. You were laying tensely in the bed, palms pressed to your eyes, skin pale, scratches peppering down your arms and the metallic scent of blood in the air. His mind swarmed with worried thoughts. Why were you injured? What on Earth had happened? He frowned and stepped back from the door, not wanting to disturb you. You obviously needed rest from whatever had happened and him bugging you with questions wouldn’t be of much help. He was still frowning as he sat down at the dining table next to Tina.

“What’s eating you, Newt?” Queenie asked him as she slid him a delicious looking plate of pancakes. He ignored his aching stomach and raised an eyebrow at the legilimens. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. I just wanted to give you a chance to say it yourself.” She said, smiling at him.

“Ok, what’s going on?” Tina asked.

“What in the name of Merlin happened to her?” Newt asked anxiously. Queenie and Tina shared a look.

“Oh, that.” Tina mumbled, shoving a forkful of pancake into her mouth. Newt waited for one of them to answer. They seemed to be bickering amongst each other about who should tell him through facial expressions alone.

“Please.” He insisted. Queenie sighed in defeat and gave Newt a sad smile.

“I think you should ask her yourself, honey.” She said. Newt pursed his lips and looked down at the floor. It’s not that he didn’t want to speak with you, he just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable and pry into your business. “I’m sure she’ll tell you if you insist.” Queenie said. “She needs to tell someone else anyway.” She added more to herself. Tina gave a light nod and raised her eyebrows expectantly at Newt.

“Now?” He asked exasperatedly, not ready to speak to you yet. Queenie gave a light giggle and Tina rolled her eyes.

“Yes, now. And you might as well bring her breakfast.” Tina said, handing him a plate of warm pancakes. Newt stared at the pancakes as he stood up, not wanting to look into the eyes of any of the Goldstein sisters, fearing they would tell how nervous he was. It would be the first time you and he would have talked alone.

“Right.” He mumbled to himself and spun on his heel towards the hallway where the room you were in lay.

He gave a slight knock on the door before entering, your eyes were closed, unaware that it was Newt that had entered. “Finally, Tinie, I’m starving.” You groaned, opening your eyes. You gave a slight squawk of surprise and bolted upright, stretching your wounds and eliciting a sharp ache. You yelped in pain and covered your stomach wounds with your arm.

“Oh dear, I should’ve warned you before coming in. I’m sorry for startling you. Are you alright? Should I call Tina and Queenie?” He rambled nervously, placing your plate down on the bedside table.

“Oh no, no, please don’t. I’m quite alright. I don’t want to worry them anymore.” You said quietly, not looking directly at him.

“Alright. Well, I - ah - brought you some food.” Newt said softly, sliding into the chair next to the bed. You gave him a small, grateful smile that made his heart flutter like a teenage boy’s. He scolded himself for being so dotty about you when he should be focusing on your wounds.

“Uhh, yes, thank you.” You stuttered, an awkward silence filling the room.

“Y/N?” He asked, your gaze flicking up to his.

“Y-yes?”

“What happened?” He asked, worry filling his spring green eyes. You felt guilty for making him worry, he shouldn’t be worrying about you, it was your problem.

“Well, ah, I - uhh - you see…” You mumbled, tears starting to fill your eyes again. You hated how easy it was for you to cry, even a slightly raised voice could set you off. “I - uhm- tripped.” You could’ve smacked yourself at the weak excuse.

“You tripped.” Newt repeated, not quite believing you but not wanting to pry.

“Down the stairs?” You said, your eyes flicking away from his gorgeously worried face. Newt stayed silent, hoping to give you some time to tell him the truth. Your tears threatened to spill at the prospect of telling him and seeing the revulsion in his eyes. You suddenly felt a warm, callused hand on yours, your tear filled eyes met Newt’s fiercely concerned ones. You took a deep breath.

“I - I’m a werewolf.” You whispered. You watched as incredulity filled his eyes, then sadness and concern, then confusion. You held your breath as you waited for him to say something, noting that his hand was still firmly and comfortingly on yours. “Please say something.” You whispered, voice breaking desperately. His eyes widened as he realised you thought he wouldn’t accept this part of you and he rushed to reassure you otherwise.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” He said quietly, slipping into the bed and quickly pulling you into a tight embrace, careful not to hurt your wounds. You were frozen in shock against him. “You are so brave to have to go through this and still smile. You have nothing to be ashamed of.” He murmured into your hair. You finally relaxed and hugged him back, tears streaming down your face.

“I’m a monster.” You mumbled in between sobs. You felt Newt shake his head quickly and pull you in tighter.

“You are no such thing.” He said fiercely. “Yes, lycanthropy can be a curse but it doesn’t have to define you.”

“It doesn’t?” You asked, a little in dismay. You’ve spent your whole life hating this part of yourself and worrying what people would think of you if they knew. Your family had rejected you and society had taught you that you were a beast. Newt pulled away, making you immediately miss his proximity. He gently wiped the tears off your cheeks with a callused thumb. You gazed into his warm and comforting eyes and he gazed into your sad ones, his heart breaking at the sight of your sorrowful, tear streaked face.

“It absolutely does not. You are an amazing person, Y/N, don’t you ever forget that.” He said. You leaned in, pressing your forehead against his. You were so close you could feel his breath on your lips. You shut your eyes tight and took a shaky breath.

“Thank you, Newt.” You whispered as you closed the distance between your lips. A split second later you both heard Queenie’s loud squeal of excitement come from the living room. You gave a small giggle as Newt pulled away, admiring your cute laugh. He gazed at you lovingly and you just returned his lovestruck look, smiling giddily.

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I’m so sorry it took so long to post. I’ve just been going through some personal stuff lately but here it is. And sorry that it’s not so good…hehe.

Please tell me what you thought of it, constructive criticism is welcome.