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blue-sadie ยท 1 year ago
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Second In Command
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Imagine:
Being newts girlfriend and a new greenie flirting with you making newt punish him with slopper duty and hugging you the rest of the day.
"There is no way that greenie could have you, your mine and mine alone darling no way your getting rid of me"
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oceans-goddess ยท 10 months ago
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I donโ€™t know if you would be open to this idea but a tmr newt imagine where the reader hurts her knee and now has a limp like newt and she is frustrated with it and it gets him to open up and itโ€™s all fluffy??? I have just had knee surgery so I am being very self indulgentโ€ฆ again if you donโ€™t want to no worries at all!!!
Author's note: Omg of course!!! Agh, I'm so excited, this is my first time responding to a request, so I hope you enjoy! Also, I wrote this really fckin fast, so I'm sorry if it's shit.
Guys, send in more requests! This was so fun to write!!!
Pairing: TMR Newt x reader
Warnings: mentions of suicide and death, leg injury
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โ€œThis bloody knee!โ€ you hissed, tossing your gardening tool to the side and pulling at your hair in frustration.
โ€œDid you just say bloody? I must really be rubbing off on youโ€ Newt said from above you. You gasped in surprise.
โ€œNewt! What are youโ€“ arenโ€™t you supposed to be talking with Alby right now?โ€ You asked.
โ€œFinished early. Not much to debrief today. Arenโ€™t you supposed to be heading to lunch?โ€
Your boyfriend sat down beside you and picked up the tool youโ€™d been using, toying with it as he waited for you to respond.
โ€œI donโ€™t think Iโ€™m gonna make it today. Iโ€™m running way, way behind. This piece of klunk knee brace wonโ€™t let me bend down to work, and Clint and Jeff refuse to let me take it off. I have to either stand straight or sit down, neither of which are fast enough to finish all this in time.โ€
You finished speaking with a huff, and Newt smiled beside you.
โ€œHey, thatโ€™s just what a brace is meant to do. You shouldnโ€™t bend it until youโ€™re all healed up. Itโ€™s only been a week, love.โ€
A week, you thought, recalling the accident that had occurred just a few days before:
โ€œIt should be all set. Just take it easy for a few weeks, y/n,โ€ Jeff explained, helping you to stand and placing a rudimentary wooden crutch under one arm.
โ€œAnd no more messing around climbing trees,โ€ Clint warned, opening the door that led out of the med-jacksโ€™ building where Newt waited. You nodded, but the comment stung your pride.
Earlier that morning, you had been sitting up in a tall oak tree in the deadheads. The location was morbid, you knew, but it was also quiet. A place to breathe. To think. If you sat up there long enough, it sometimes felt like the trees went on foreverโ€“ like there were no walls, no maze, standing just yards away, separating you from the world beyond.
Youโ€™d been up there a while, and you knew your break would soon be over. The gardens needed tending, after all. That, and Newt would begin to worry and come looking. You knew he could handle himself, but the last thing you wanted was to see him struggle through the underbrush of the deadheads with his bad knee because of you.
You swung yourself off the branch youโ€™d been sitting on and began making your way down the tree. As you placed your foot onto a small notch in the tree bark, the branch you held onto with your right hand snapped. You gasped, clawing at what was left of the branch, but your foot slipped, and suddenly you were falling to the side.
You let out a scream and braced yourself to hit the forest floor. Your right knee was the first part of your body to land, and it connected with a rock or a tree rootโ€“ you werenโ€™t sure. Your right shoulder slammed to the ground, though thankfully, it seemed that your knee had borne most of the brunt of the fall. Chest heaving, you slowly sat up and you tried lifting yourself off the ground. Pain surged through your leg, and a cry of agony escaped your lips. You sat back against the trunk of the tree for a moment, then tried to stand again. It was in vainโ€“ your leg couldnโ€™t support you.
Just when youโ€™d made your mind up to crawl back to the field where someone would see you and bring you to a med-jack, you heard a crunch of leaves nearby.
โ€œY/n?โ€ Newt called frantically. When he saw you, the expression on his face made you want to disappear. His eyes were wide, and he cringed as he saw the way you held your leg. Others followed behind him. How heโ€™d gotten here on his leg first, you didnโ€™t know. Mustโ€™ve been the little piece of runner still left in him. He dropped down onto his knees beside you, calling out, โ€œBring the med-jacks, now!โ€
And then you wound up here, with a makeshift brace around your leg and a boyfriend that wouldnโ€™t stop looking at you with that nauseatingly concerned expression on his face. It was all you could do not to scream in anger and humiliation.
You shook yourself out of the memory and turned away from Newt.
โ€œI know the brace is helping. Itโ€™s justโ€“ it gets in the way. Iโ€™m so much slower than I was, so much less graceful, efficient, I feelโ€ฆ I feel like I just donโ€™t operate like I used to. Like Iโ€™m supposed to. Itโ€™s so embarrassing. Like, everyone else is pulling their weight but me.โ€
It was quiet for a moment. Newt only watched as you clenched your fists together, but when he noticed that you were beginning to hold back tears, he reached over and rubbed your back.
โ€œHey, itโ€™s alright. I understand. Sometimes I feel the same way about my own knee.โ€
At that, your stomach dropped, and you clapped a hand over your mouth. All the complaining youโ€™d just done mustโ€™ve sounded so horribleโ€“ so inconsiderateโ€“ to him. Youโ€™d only been struggling for a week; his knee would trouble him for the rest of his life. And even then, he was trying to make you feel better, like always. That was what made you care so much about him. He always did what he could to make things easier for you, to comfort you, to make you happy.
โ€œIโ€™m so sorry,โ€ you breathed.
โ€œItโ€™s okay, honestly. Itโ€™s alright.โ€ Newt scooted closer to you and draped his arm over your shoulder. You leaned into him and took in his warmth, his earthy smell.ย 
โ€œCan I tell you something kind of sad?โ€ he asked, his voice only a whisper. You didnโ€™t know where this was going, but you nodded silently. Newt took a deep breath beside you.
โ€œAah, okayโ€ฆ you know I used to be a runner and everything, right? Before my knee?โ€
You nodded again, looking up at him. His brown eyes gazed down into yours with a mixture of affection and anxiety, but he continued on.
โ€œWell, I donโ€™t really ever talk about how I hurt my knee. Itโ€™sโ€ฆโ€ he swallowed. โ€œitโ€™s hard to talk about it now.โ€ He shifted uncomfortably beside you, but you waited patiently.
โ€œIโ€ฆ I really hated it here for a long time. Itโ€™s alright now, Iโ€™ve sort of made my peace with living here, in a way, but I just couldnโ€™t take being trapped in this box. It drove me mad. One day, while I was on a run, I climbed up some of the vines and ended up on top of one of the maze walls.โ€
You could hear his heart beating faster now as you leaned against his chest. The next words out of his mouth were barely a whisper.
โ€œI knew this wasnโ€™t what I wanted. I couldnโ€™t stand it. And Iโ€ฆ I jumped.โ€
You gasped and sat up, looking into his face for more information. He only looked back at you with the most heartbreaking expression youโ€™d ever seen on him.
โ€œI wanted to be done. With it all. But, much to my resentment at the time, Alby found me. Dragged me back into the glade just before the doors closed. They fixed me up. I spent about a month under constant supervision from Clint and Jeff, and then I wasnโ€™t allowed to be alone for another few weeks. Everyone thought Iโ€™d try again. Iโ€ฆ I wanted to.
โ€œIt was even worse with my bum leg. Everything was harder, more irritating. I felt more useless every day.โ€
Hot tears rolled down your face. Newt brought up one hand and wiped them away with his thumb before kissing your forehead.
โ€œIโ€™m so sorry, Newt,โ€ you whispered, and he pulled you in for a tight embrace.
โ€œItโ€™s alright, love,โ€ he whispered back. โ€œThings have gotten better since then. I found I was pretty good at gardening, and now, here I am. Made some new friends as well. And, of course, I met you.โ€
Newt pulled away and brought his hand back up to your face, resting his palm against your cheek.
โ€œAnd I promise you Iโ€™m here to stay.โ€
You let out a quiet sob and pulled him in for a kiss. Your lips met passionately, and you ran your fingers through his dirty blond hair. He was as gentle, as loving, as always. When you pulled away, he was smiling.
โ€œAnother thing thatโ€™s changed though,โ€ he began, โ€œis that Iโ€™m seriously afraid of heights now. That fear extends to you. So please, love, please, Iโ€™m begging you. No more climbing trees. I almost had a heart attack when I heard you screamโ€
You let out a surprised laugh before responding.
โ€œOkay, honey. Donโ€™t worry. No more climbing trees. I promise.โ€
โ€œGood,โ€ he said with a nod. โ€œNowโ€“ letโ€™s go get some lunch. Weโ€™ll worry about the garden later.โ€
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randommultifandomrants ยท 6 months ago
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Being a girl is pt.2: deciding youโ€™ve read enough fics for the moment and swiping out of the app just to re-open tumblr or open wattpad/ao3
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majesty31 ยท 8 months ago
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๐™ฒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ | ๐™ถ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šก ๐š๐šŽ๐š– ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›
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๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’”๐’•
๐’‚/๐’: ๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’ˆ๐’–๐’š๐’”, ๐’˜๐’“๐’๐’•๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐‘ฎ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’† ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’†๐’'๐’• ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’†. ๐‘จ๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’๐’๐’†๐’”๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’…๐’“๐’‚๐’‡๐’•๐’” ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’†. ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐‘ฐ ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‚ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’” ๐’”๐’Ž๐’–๐’• ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’”๐’๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’š ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•. ๐‘น๐’†๐’Ž๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’’๐’–๐’†๐’”๐’•๐’” ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’š. ๐‘ฌ๐’๐’‹๐’๐’š ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’๐’ <๐Ÿ‘
๐’”๐’–๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’‚๐’“๐’š: ๐‘ฎ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’š ๐’…๐’๐’†๐’”๐’'๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’ ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’๐’‚๐’…๐’† ๐’”๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’Š๐’†. ๐‘จ๐’‡๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’‰๐’†'๐’” ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’… ๐’–๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’. ๐‘พ๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’–๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’๐’“ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“?
๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’”/๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’†๐’๐’•: ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’”๐’•, ๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’‡๐’‡, ๐’‰๐’–๐’ˆ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“, ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’… ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”, ๐’‘๐’–๐’๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’๐’…, ๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’” ๐’๐’‡ ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’‰, ๐’ˆ๐’–๐’๐’”, ๐’ƒ๐’๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’”. ๐‘บ๐’˜๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐‘ฐ ๐’…๐’๐’'๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐‘ฐ ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’… ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’•: ๐Ÿ.๐Ÿ–๐‘ฒ
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The world felt as if it were spinning- no coming to a complete stop. Time felt as if it wasn't a thing. You stood there like a complete idiot with a knife to your throat as you looked at the man you had come to love other the past three years. Millions of thoughts were coming to your head as everyone around you was yelling, you couldn't hear a word anyone was saying all you could hear were the thoughts running trough your head.
Did he even love you? If he did, wouldn't he give anything to be with you, give anything to have a normal life with you outside of this damn Glade. You knew the reasons for this, he was scared, so scared that everything else was blurred and blocked out. His feelings for you didn't feel as strong when the fear was much stronger. And at this moment you wanted to hate him, you wanted to yell and scream at him to just listen to everyone. Listen to you. But he wouldn't and everyone including yourself knew this.
Your eyes were filled with tears, your heart was going so fast you thought it would rip out of your chest completely and you felt as if the world was ending. You didn't think you'd ever feel so bad in your life, the feeling was far worse than fear, it was far worse than the many panic attacks you've had over the years, it was much worse than millions of stabs, you'd even prefer the stabs, you'd prefer the panic attacks. For anything was better than this.
The moment his eyes connected with yours you knew you would never see him again, you knew he was gone, he was already a dead man. And even the thought of leaving him behind made you want to throw up. The thought of begging him to come with you came across your mind many times but you knew better than to beg a dead man to leave his graveyard.
His hard eyes softened when he saw the pain in your eyes, he knew you wanted to go with them, he knew you wanted him to go with you, he knew it all. But he couldn't see past that damn fear.
"Let her go," His voice came out soft, softer than anything you've ever heard coming from his lips. Your eyes didn't leave his, not even when you felt the knife slowly drop from your throat. And before you could stop yourself you ran up to Gally, your shaking hands grabbing his neck and pulling his face down to meet yours.
His lips collided with yours and he didn't stop you, instead he dropped his knife and pulled you in closer, kissing you back with so much passion you thought that maybe this would change his mind, you thought for sure he loved you. But this kiss was a goodbye and you both knew this.
You gripped his hair tighter, going onto your toes to get more acses to him making his grip on your waist tight, so tight it hurt, but you didn't care. The hurt was nothing compared to what you felt in your heart. You wanted nothing more than to be in his arms for the rest of your life, and if you would've known that the last time you'd ever see him smile or laugh was that night you wouldn't have ever looked away.
You pulled away from him, your head leaning on his as he gazed into your eyes. Neither of you said anything, for you both already knew what the other wanted to say. You knew you'd never find another like Gally, and you never wanted to ever try to find someone to replace him. He was the one for you, and now. Now you had to leave him here to die. You were in a nightmare and you were just waiting until the morning came so that you could run back into his arms and everything would be fine again. But that was just a dream at this point. A dream you'd never be able to reach.
You felt cold the second you stepped away from his warm embrace. It took everything in you to keep on moving forward, you didn't even dare to look back. You felt a warm hard on your back right as you rejoined the group of teenagers leaving the Glade.
"It'll be okay," Newt whispered as he wiped your wet face.
The rest of it all came in a blur, you barely remember anything from running in the maze to running from Grievers. And soon you were in a room with dead bodies scattered all over, most due to gun shots. You remembered a video and then your world crashed and crumbed right in front of your eyes.
You remember screams and cries, all coming from you. You remember being pulled away from the only dead body you never wanted to see dead, you remember feeling numb. You remember his face, his eyes. They looked as cold and empty as you felt.
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As the months went on you wished you had never left the Glade in the first place, for the world was nothing any of you expected, it was dark, and dead. Everywhere you looked you saw more and more death, you saw how survival was all anyone ever thought about anymore, your small group seemed to be the only ones who cared about friendship and loyalty.
You were surprised you lasted as long as you did without dying, or without getting the flare but in all honesty it was due to your group, you all saved each other over and over, never leaving anyone behind. So when Minho got captured each and everyone of you wanted to go back fro him, and thats exactly what you did.
You got shoved to the side by Newt as a truck passes by, yours eyes follow it when you see there were about five men sat on top all wearing masks. You start to feel a little uneasy when one of the men doesn't look away from you, his head moving to the side as the truck moves further along the road.
You snap your head back to Newt when he starts walking forward, your eyes roam around, seeing so many people in one spot was rare nowadays and you knew this wouldn't end well, WIKD would never allow it get like this and soon they would put a stop to it.
You saw how Thomas walked ahead of all of you, ignoring Jorge when he tried to stop him, you knew this wasn't the best way to get Minho back but none of you had a better plan so you kept on walking, ignoring the strange feeling in your chest that told you something bad was going to happen.
You looked behind you only to see that same man who you saw on the truck, his eyes were covered by the mask so you didn't know weather or not he was even looking at you, but either or it didn't feel right. Something about him made you feel uneasy, maybe it was his height, he towered over everyone it seemed like, and he had a really good build. He was intimating, and the mask made it worse.
Newt seemed to see this too, he pointed another one out to you, and this made the both of you move faster towards the rest of your group. And before you even realized you were all running again with bombs crashing into the ground all around you.
As you were running you saw someone behind you, you didn't think much of it for everyone was trying to get out before being killed but than you felt strong arms warp around your waist and before you could get out of their grasp they pulled you up.
You screamed and tried hitting the man but he was far too strong. Your wide and worried eyes searched for your friends but you didn't see them anywhere, making fear creep into your body. You turned your head to see it was the same masked man you saw on the truck, his eyes were looking stright ahead and before you knew it you were shoved into a van, hitting the floor with a grunt.
You quickly moved to the back wall when the man got in with you. You looked at them with fear laced in your eyes, there were about three men all in masks and just staring at you. Your breath was coming in and out fast, you looked around trying to see if there was a way out but you knew if you tried they would probably shot you dead.
You jumped when the door slid open but relaxed a little when they threw Thomas in. He was yelling at the man but his yells came to deaf ears when the man shut the door in his face, he turned around, his eyes finding your causing him to relax a little.
You both jerked when the Van started moving, and you tried your best to not freak out. What if they were with Wicked? All kinds of horrible thoughts came to mind but they all vanished when the Van stoped.
Thomas tried to fight off the men when they grabbed him and pulled him out. But due to his fighting they just threw him to the ground. You on the other hand, got out of the van by yourself, your eyes glaring daggers at the man who reached to get you out. But by the look you gave him, he backed away from you.
You ripped your gaze off his, the further you walked the more men you saw, all wearing masks, all carrying weapons, all looking like they could kill you without a single thought, or a single care. Thankfully you saw everyone you came here with, but they were all standing in front of the men, this could very well be your end. And Minho would rot in wicked for who knows how long.
Your heart picked up in pace when a man started talking, his voice was deep but it sounded way too familiar. He was the same man you've been seeing since you got in the city, there was something different about him, but you didn't know what exactly it was.
You could feel Thomas getting impatient the more the man spoke. You cursed to yourself when he finally had enough, pushing the man who was behind him and stepping forward. "What do you mean same side! Who the hell are you?"
Everyone went dead silent, and you could feel yourself holding your breath, waiting for the man to give some kind of reaction, a reaction none of you wanted. But he was quiet for far too long. You furrowed your brows when he turned his head, grabbing his mask with his free hand and pulling it over his head. He looked at the ground for maybe 5 second before turning his head to you all.
Your heart dropped to the ground, the air around you felt thick, and you could feel yourself having trouble breathing. Tears came to your eyes in an instant and every sound around you turned off, all you could hear was a faint buzzing and your pounding heart in your chest.
His eyes connected with yours so fast you thought you had gotten whiplash, you could feel everyones eyes on you, not just Gally's and it was making you feel suffocated. You didn't know what to do, or what to feel. You wanted to cry, yell and scream all at the same time, you wanted to run into his arms and hug him until you died but at the same time you wanted to hit him over and over again for the way he hurt you, and make you leave without him.
But before you could even take a step Thomas lunged forward, hitting Gally straight in the face, hard. So hard Gally fell to the ground with Thomas right on top of him. You wanted to move, run towards them and stop Thomas from hurting him but you couldn't move, no matter how hard you tried too.
Thankfully Newt did it for you, running towards the two boys, he fell beside Thomas, grabbing his hand, stopping him from going further. You could see their lips moving but you didn't know what they were saying, you felt as if you were in a dream, floating out of your body, it didn't feel real. Nothing felt real.
Thomas got off him fast, but you could see he was dripping with anger, anger you were slowly starting to feel. Gally got up and off the ground, moving his jaw with his hand before he eyes you again. His gaze softened, his voice dropped in pitch and he looked almost scared.
"Y/N?" Everyone turned to you again, but you didn't even see anyone, all you could see was red as you looked at the boy who was supposed to love you enough to leave with you. But he was a coward then he defiantly was one now.
And before you could stop yourself you moved forward, it all happened so fast as you grabbed the gun for the man behind you, he tried to stop you but you kicked him in the crouch casuing him to fall to the ground.
With the gun in your hands and adrenaline coursing through your veins, you tightened your grip on the firearm, your knuckles white with tension as moved towards Gally who didn't move from where he stood before. He held his head high, his eyes becoming glazed, but he clenched his jaw waiting for you to do what you wanted.
You could hear yelling from everyone behind you, but it was too late. Without a moment's hesitation, you swung the gun, hitting him hard across the temple with the back of the weapon. A sickening thud echoed through the air as the force of the blow sent him reeling backward. His eyes widened in shock, then dulled with pain as he crumpled to the floor.
It fell silent, except for your heavy breaths. You stood over him, chest heaving. The weight of what you had just done settled on your shoulders, but you pushed it away, the anger still seeping in your veins when he looked up at you, his nose bleeding.
You didn't know what was going on around you but whatever it was it died down when Gally raised his hand, telling them it was okay. His breathing came in and out harshly, his eyes connected with yours and the same softness still visible.
"You piece of shit," You breathed out, your voice dripping with hurt and rage. "You shouldn't have come back," Tears filled your vision as you remembered what he did, and how he made you feel. You had woken up screaming and crying because of him, and thinking you saw him die right in your arms. But he wasn't dead, and it was messing with your head, he was messing with your head.
"I'm so sorry Y/N," You let out a small cry at the sound of his voice, or the way your name rolled off his tongue. You didn't think you would ever hear him say your name again, and it caused your heart to physically hurt. Your breathing was getting faster and faster the more you let yourself feel the pain, you felt yourself give in slowly.
Tears slipped down your cheeks and you took a step away from him, dropping the gun on the ground in front of you. Gally didn't even waist a second, his eyes connecting with yours as he got up and off the ground, and making his way towards your form.
You gasped when he grabbed you and pulled you into his warm arms. And as he wrapped his arms around you, he could feel you trembling against him, your body shaking with the weight of all the emotions coursing through you. He held you close, his hug a shelter from the storm of doubt and fear.
Your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, fingers clutching at the fabric of his uniform as if afraid he might slip away once more. He could feel the dampness of your tears soaking into his shirt.
In that moment, nothing else mattered. Not the passing of time, nor the trials you had faced while you were apart. All that mattered in this moment was the warmth of your bodies pressed together, the rhythm of your hearts beating as one.
And as you held each other, lost in the sweet embrace of reunion, the world faded away around you, leaving only the echo of your love reverberating through the empty spaces between you. It was a moment frozen in time, a testament to the enduring power of your connection, and a promise of the future you would build together, one tender embrace at a time.
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"Is it too late now?"
Newt x Reader (TMZ)
summary - you thought it'll be the last time you ever saw Newt in the day he died on your arms, until he showed up in front of you.
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no warnings !! this is pure fluff and maybe a little angst ๐Ÿ˜ธ
You sat on the sand, the cold air hitting your bare shoulders as you breathe in deeply at the salty air of the ocean in front of you, waves bring the water closer to your feet. It calms you.
you always love those small things. you loved the sun and the stars, amazed at how they can shine on they're own.
you watch the stars and wish that you could also be like those stars, shine on they're own. But you can't, you're different. you're the moon. The moon that shined because of the sun.
The moon that wait days and nights and hours to shine together side by side with the sun but the day never came.
you're the moon, while newt is your sun.
Newt, the boy that made your life thousand times more better with him in it.
you missed the days you and him wouldn't sleep and sneak out quietly and you went to the top floor with him holding hands. watching together how the stars shine the sky so brightly and feeling the night wind blow your hair.
There we're times in glade where Newt would always hold your hand tightly while kiss you on your forehead and lips once in a while and say how much he loves you, grinning so widely to you.
You miss him. You can't deny the fact you miss him. You miss the times you had with him in the glade.
The ocean waves getting closer to your feet and the sound of footsteps reaching closer to you.
"good morning" came from minho as he sat down next to you. you replied with a forced smile, not really feeling like you want to talk.
"hey, you sure you don't want any breakfast? i made pancakes, the same ones you used to made" asked thomas, sitting beside you too, as he looked at you with worry.
The same one i made in the glade for them and newt.
Newt.
"I'm not feeling really hungry", you weren't lying, you hardly eat anything ever since you arrived at the paradise.
Thomas came and sat next to you. "well then, water?"
he handed you a cup of warm water.
"Thanks", you said before taking a gulp.
Minho puts his arm around you, "i know this is hard for you", he started,
"it's hard for all of us, but you need to take care of yourself. you haven't eaten anything since yesterday we arrived, and you're supposed to be resting in your room" He finished, speaking to you softly.
You gave him a small nod, and stared at the cup your holding as the sand warms your feet. "How have you been sleeping lately?" Thomas asked
"I sleep well" you send him a soft smile as he returns the smile and trace smoothing circles on your back.
The three of you watch the ocean for a moment without a word, you look to the sand as you inhaled deeply. Minho's eyes fell on you, and you turned to him with a soft weak smile. "Hey,"
with a small forced chuckle from the black haired boy, he replied "Hey"
"I'm glad you're both okay" you glanced at your feet, "I don't know what i would've done if you guys couldn't make it"
they nodded, looking at you for a while before minho replied; "i didn't expect that i'll made it here too"
thomas chuckle, "everything feels like a dream"
you didn't reply anything and just watch the waves getting closer to your feet. "I'm hungry, i think i'm gonna go get something to eat, see you both later" with that, you walked off
you weren't actually hungry, you felt empty. you just needed a reason to walk away. talking to them remind you so much of Newt and what happened that night.
Newt's hands are cold. His eyes empty. He's gone. tears pouring faster, and you wipe the tears away roughly.
"You can't leave me like this. not now, not later. you promised me you'll never leave me. please, newt. please. answer me."
you sighed.
Slowly, you made your way to get food, dragging your feet behind you. You stared at your surroundings, fiddling the hem of your shirt, trying desperately to not think of Newt but failed miserably. everything feels weird without him. the feeling that something is missing.
But as you looked to your left, there he stood, your eyes widened in surprise and you shake your head.
'stop, he's not here anymore, don't imagine things and pull yourself together y/n. he's gone.' you remind your self, trying so hard to not take a double look to check, but you couldn't hold your self so you looked. this time hoping he'd be there
you saw him.
again.
then the reality comes crashing down as you looked at him.
you froze. you stared at the blonde boy.
Newt.
your eyes locked at the sight your seeing. it's really him.
"Hey what's wrong?" Minho asked looking at you concerned.
You stood there, still frozen.
"Did you change your mind? do you not want to eat pancakes?" Minho asked
You finally found your words, and say what was holding your voice stuck in your throat. "that's... newt?"
his eyes fall to the direction your looking at. it took him a second to process it was really him as you both stood frozen.
Newt. The blonde boy. The love of your life. The one that died that night, is now running fast towards the two of you. He hugged you both tightly.
Thomas stared at him with surprise from afar, dropping his glass of water and run to our direction, hugging newt tightly as the corner of his eyes start to water.
Minho and Thomas asking him many 'how' questions as he replied "I'll answer all of your bloody questions later" his british accent ringing in your ears, making you cry. Is this really newt? but how?
"Newt.." the sound of your voice made him turn to you and smiled lovingly with tears in his eyes.
"Hey gorgeous" He opened his arms to hug you, you jump into his arm immediately feeling his warmth, solid and everything, He held you tightly against his chest.
You buried your head in his neck and your tears wetting your cheeks, tears drenching his shirt. you smiled a little. for the first time your truly smiled after you lost him. you hugged him tighter, still wanting to feel the warmth of his body and his touch as you feel him pressing his lips into your forehead and the smell of his body that you missed so much is enough to make you feel like you're home.
anywhere with him is home.
"Newt.."
"I'm here"
you finally pulled away, to look at him. those dark brown pair of eyes, his caramel colored hair that turned to a vibrant shade of gold when the sun hits his hair. oh how much you missed them.
it feels so unreal seeing him right now in front of you, you don't know if it was real or not.
he smiled at you again. that smile. the one you missed so much.
you hugged him again, this time with your head on his chest, he held your head in one hand and and your back in his other, pulling you closer and putting his head on top of yours gently.
you pulled away again, running your thumbs on his cheek and lips, realizing all the black veins, black eyes and popping veins we're gone. he's back to normal.
Minho spoke up, "But how? you..you we're stabbed and you died,"
"Yeah, we see you died that night in her arms, it doesn't make any sense" Thomas added.
"To be bloody honest, i don't know how myself. but i think y/n's blood touched my wound when we fought that night and it killed the virus and i survived, then i woke up surrounded by people, cured, and they led me here." he finished, looking at them.
"who we're those people?" thomas asked
"who ever those people are, I'm happy to have you back shuck face." minho laughed.
"and i'm happy to be back" newt smiled at us all, before whispering into my ear, "we've got a lot to talk about" he grinned.
Thomas glanced at minho, signalling to him to give you both time to talk. minho nods in response. "You must be hungry newt, let's make more food for them, and give them space to talk alone" Minho whispered the last few words and left with the others leaving you and newt alone.
"We'll meet you there later!" newt called back and turned to you, grinning.
he sit down at the sand, and pat the sand next to him, signalling you to sit next to him, so you did. he looked directly to you, breaking the silence.
"i miss you"
your eyes widened at the sudden confession, your eyes start to heat up and tears start to flood your eyes making your vision blurry.
"sorry, i didn't mean to make you cry" he looks at you softly and wipes your tears gently.
"you don't know how much i miss you and how hard it was losing you" you started. "it felt so weird without you here, it's like something's missing" you gazed at your lap
"i'm sorry for that night, i should've told you and try to work it out together like you said, but it was the best way to protect you" he started
you nodded as you understand the word 'that night' referring to the night you both argued because he hide the fact he was infected and you both broke up because of it.
"that night when i finally turned to a crank, i know i shouldn't have attacked you, but something in me is screaming for your blood, and in the end i hurt you, i'm sorry love." he whispered. your surprised at the last word, he used to call you that before you both broke up.
you forced a chuckle. you definitely missed being called that. you smiled at him "i understand and yes, i forgive you newtie. i always will."
he felt his heart skipped a beat at the familiar nickname you called him
newtie.
his words stuck in his throat as he tried to get him self to continue say the things he was planning to say but he failed miserable, after a second he finally forced out the words.
"and i know we had a bloody argument and we're not together anymore but i still love you y/n. i didn't mean the words i say when i told you i don't love you anymore and i don't need you caring about me, i still love you so freaking much and i really love it when your care for me, so..."
his voice getting quieter as he looks at you nervously, trying to observe your expression as his voice stuck in his throat for the second time. he lowered his head looking down at his lap, trying to find the perfect words to tell to you
'it's now or never'
"listen, the point of what i'm trying to say is, do you think it's too late to continue what we had?" he glanced at you and made eye contact with you
you chuckled at his nervousness. "so you're trying to say that you want to get back with me and continue our relationship?"
"if you still love me, well yeah" you chuckled
"i still love you newt"
"then, it's a yes?" he tilt his head and grinned at you, happy with your answer and now hoping you would agree to his offer
"why would i refuse?" you answered.
"bloody hell, come here" he smiled, he leans up, closer to you and kiss you. you kiss him back.
he hugs your body as your arms snaked its way to his neck and your fingers run to his hair, your fingers tangled in his hair. he pulled your body more closer, colliding yours with his until it you can feel his body warmth.
you both pulled away when minho suddenly yelled "Y/N, FOOD'S READY
you turn to newt. "You ready to meet everyone else?"
he nods. "yeah, let's go"
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you walk in together, and you see the moment everybody's faces turn into shock except for minho and thomas, who was smiling widely at you both. you guessed that both of them haven't told the other's.
gally's eyes fall to yours, as if he's asking confirmations from you. you nod at him and smiled. gall's eyes widened and start to water.
"hey?" newt gives a little wave nervously as he watched the others exchanging glances with each other, and then gally, frypan and the other's moved, leaving the table they're sitting in and charged towards newt with a hug as newt happily hugs all of them tightly and didn't let go until thomas butt's in.
"alright everyone, let's eat as much as we want as a celebration AND STOP THE HUGGING SESSION, newt haven't eaten anything at all today"
they roared with laughter and finally pulled away from the hug.
standing beside you, minho chuckled and whispered, "you're happy aren't you?"
you smiled and nodded at him. "is it that obvious?"
"yes y/n, it's so obvious" you both laughed.
suddenly you feel someone hold your hand. you turned to see newt grinning before he pulls you into a sudden deep kiss as everybody else laughed. you both pulled away after everyone yells 'do it somewhere, you love birds!!' and your ears turn into a shade of red as newt's lips turn into a wide grin
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mystic-writings ยท 7 months ago
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just a twisted ankle | newt
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PAIRING โ€“ newt x fem!reader
REQUEST โ€“ @heliads - hi monty!! saw you wanted some newt requests so i simply could not hold back. could i please request a newt x reader fic in which newt and reader are both track-hoes and obviously in love with each other but pining in silence? alby and minho are doing their best to get them together but they're both excruciatingly oblivious lmao. thank you so much!!
SUMMARY โ€“ you and an overly protective newt are in love. the only problem seems to be that everyone but you and him are aware of it.
WARNINGS โ€“ weird behavior, obliviousness, fluff, semi-crack?, friends to lovers, minor injury
WORD COUNT โ€“ 3,031
NOTES โ€“ AAAA this has been in my requests for forever and iโ€™m just now writing it?? i absolutely loved writing this and a big big thanks to @shmaptainwrites for being my lovely beta reader!
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There were very few downsides to being a Track-hoe. You enjoyed being outdoors all day, breathing in the fresh air and the amazing smell of fresh plants, chatting with your fellow track-hoes and generally enjoying yourself.ย 
The main issue you had was the dirt.ย 
Sure, it was essential to your job, but it was the worst possible thing about it. You didnโ€™t even mind the sweat and aching muscles most of the time, because that just meant a job well done. But the dirt? If you could plant and grow things without it, you would. The way it stuck to your clothes, your skin. How it buried itself into your pores and underneath your fingernails and took forever to scrub off your skin.ย 
The biggest upside, however, was Newt.ย 
Youโ€™d been here almost 2 years, and he was quite possibly your favorite person in the Glade. Heย was the first person besides Alby to reach out and connect with you, not really caring or fearing the fact that you were, and still are, the only girl. Minho was the second person to do the same.ย 
Newt, over time, had become your biggest confidant about almost everything. You spent pretty much all of your spare time with him, and he with you. After long days, youโ€™d take the time after dinner to walk around the Glade. Sometimes youโ€™d talk, and sometimes youโ€™d just enjoy one anotherโ€™s presence. Everyone knew not to mess with you, and the Greenies that didnโ€™t usually learned their lesson pretty quickly.ย 
You liked to call him your protector with a smile, mostly because heโ€™d always flush bright red at the compliment.ย 
Itโ€™d been a few days since the box came up, and the newest Greenie, Jason, was still getting his bearings around the Glade. Heโ€™d only learned his name yesterday, and that was after he threw up watching Winston show him how the slicers do their jobs. Today, he was with you and the other Track-hoes.ย 
Heโ€™d been mostly hovering near Zart and Newt, who were showing him the ropes. You, however, caught him glancing over at you a few too many times. It was normal for a Greenie, and for you, since you were the only girl. But it didnโ€™t stop you from feeling slightly uncomfortable.ย 
Jason had been staring at you โ€” as Zart was showing him how to de-weed the vegetables โ€” until Newt clapped him on the shoulder. Faintly, you could hear them talking.ย 
โ€œStop staring, mate. Focus on the job.โ€ Newt said, his tone laced with that all-too-familiar protectiveness. It made you smile, the way his eyes pierced into Jasonโ€™s and struck him with a fear he seemed to make all the Greenies feel when it came to you.ย 
After a while, you felt Jason resume his staring, even after Newtโ€™s โ€˜warningโ€™. You knew that heโ€™d learn sooner or later, you just hoped it was the latter. While you were digging up some carrots, knowing it would take you forever to clean under your fingernails before dinner, Newtโ€™s shadow blocked your view of the sun, forcing you to look up at him.
โ€œCome on,โ€ he nodded to the deadheads. โ€œZart said we need more fertilizer.โ€ย 
Extending a hand upward, Newt pulled you to your feet before handing you the second bucket. As you departed from the gardens, you swung the empty bucket and sighed. โ€œI donโ€™t know why he never just sends one of us. Thereโ€™s no way this is a two person job.โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™ve stopped questioning Zart,โ€ Newt shrugged. โ€œHeโ€™s the Keeper, what he says, goes. Thatโ€™s all.โ€
Contemplating Newtโ€™s words, you looked up at the leaves for a moment and tripped on a root. Newt barely caught you as you lurched forward, both buckets landing on the forest floor. โ€œBesides, I think if you tried to do this yourself, youโ€™d trip and break your neck.โ€ย 
โ€œWell,โ€ you exaggerated a sigh, โ€œcanโ€™t have that, can we?โ€
Newt shook his head, grabbing the buckets. โ€œNo, we canโ€™t.โ€ย 
After making it to the fertilizer pile and back with no further injury, the day carried on as normal. Newt and Zart continued training and carefully watching the Greenie to see if he was exactly up for the job of Track-hoe.ย 
By the time the dinner bell rang, you were exhausted. You felt like this most days, but today you had to devote more energy than usual on making sure the Greenie wasnโ€™t staring at you as if youโ€™d solve all of his problems just by talking to him.ย 
You and Newt took off at the same time, chatting about the Greenie and whether he was good for the Track-hoes or not. โ€œI hope not,โ€ you groaned. โ€œHe keeps staring at me. Heโ€™d spend more time looking at me than doing his actual job if he got put with us.โ€
โ€œI know,โ€ Newt chuckled. โ€œI spent the day with the poor shank. You have no idea how many times I had to divert his attention back to his work, it was unbelievable.โ€
You shook your head. โ€œTrust me, I know. I could feel him staring at me all damn day.โ€ย 
The dining hall was already pretty full of Gladers, milling about or grabbing food or sitting down. Quickly, you could smell Frypanโ€™s beef stew wafting from the pots on the table. Your stomach suddenly felt empty, and you couldnโ€™t wait to pour yourself a bowl. You and Newt moved in tandem, pouring out soups into your own bowls from ladles hooked on the edge of the metal pots and grabbing cups of water from the table beside you.ย 
Minho was already sitting at your usual table, peacefully eating his soup amid the usual chaos. Joining him, you and Newt sat across from him, digging into your food. Minho usually ate in silence, with the exception of joking around when the others got to the table, so you didnโ€™t mind listening to the din of the conversations happening around you for a little while.
Soon, Frypan joined Minhoโ€™s side of the table, already boasting about how well received the stew was. Just as he was about to ask how everyone liked it, and as you were spooning more into your mouth, Jason approached your and Minhoโ€™s end of the table.ย 
โ€œHi.โ€ He said, entire body stiff, as if unclenching his muscles would make him disappear.ย 
โ€œ...Hello?โ€ You replied. โ€œIs there something you need, Greenie?โ€
Jason laughed, but it sounded more like he was choking. โ€œNo, no. I justโ€” I, um, I was wonderingโ€”โ€
โ€œCool it, slinthead,โ€ Minho interrupted. โ€œYouโ€™re not going to get anywhere with Y/n, here. She and Newt are practically married, even if they donโ€™t know they are.โ€
With a disgruntled air around him, Jason admitted defeat and left the table to go find somewhere to eat his dinner.ย 
You furrowed your brows at Minho. โ€œMe and Newt arenโ€™t married, what the shuck was that all about?โ€
As if things couldnโ€™t get worse, Gally stepped up to the table on Newtโ€™s other side. โ€œAre we talking about you and Newt? Have you finally gotten your clunk together and started dating? Because Iโ€™ve been waiting for this for almost two years.โ€ย 
โ€œNah,โ€ Frypan said. โ€œTheyโ€™re too scared to admit something like that, Gally. You know that.โ€ย 
โ€œYeah, and itโ€™s getting on all of our nerves.โ€ Minho said. โ€œIt irritates me more than the Newbies do.โ€
โ€œCould you stop talking about us like weโ€™re not here?โ€ Newt snapped. โ€œItโ€™s really annoying.โ€ย 
The group exchanged looks and you couldnโ€™t help but smile. The rest of the dinner passed, and soon Alby joined you at Frypanโ€™s side. The conversation flowed, as per usual, and you were able to let go of the pain your joints carried as you went back for a second helping and relaxed with your friends until sundown.ย 
It was no surprise that Newt left when you did in order to walk you back to your room in the Homestead, where he bid you goodnight and headed to his own just down the hall. Just as he reached the door, though, he turned back and walked over to you.ย 
โ€œJust letting you know,โ€ he began, โ€œThe Greenieโ€™s staying on as a track-hoe tomorrow. Alby doesnโ€™t want him doing a trial as a Medjack just yet. But I wonโ€™t be there either. Me and Gally have to be in the council hall tomorrow to talk with some of the other Keepers about scheduling. Stay safe, please.โ€ย 
You giggled. โ€œDonโ€™t worry, Newt, Iโ€™ll be just fine. The most that Greenieโ€™s gonna do is stare at me, and I canโ€™t die from something like that. Plus, Iโ€™ll have Zart and the other Track-hoes with me for the day.โ€
He sighed, almost reluctant to go most of the day without you. โ€œIโ€™ll see you at breakfast then?โ€
โ€œYes, you will.โ€ You nodded. โ€œAnd dinner. Now go to sleep, Newt.โ€ย 
With another goodnight, you and Newt headed into your respective rooms to settle in and go to bed, an unusual day ahead of you.
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Despite waking up and starting your day with Newt as you usually would, it felt odd to split from him after Frypan served breakfast. It felt odd to not turn to him for casual conversation as you de-weeded the tomatoes and harvested carrots for tonightโ€™s dinner โ€” some sort of fried rice, you remember Frypan telling you at dinner last night.ย 
Your day passed in relative silence aside from occasional chatter with the track-hoes or receiving orders from Zart. You avoided Jason as best as you could, and it seemed his embarrassment from last night still lingered as he was determined to stay on the opposite side of the field, despite still staring at you when he got the chance.ย 
Sometime near the end of the day, youโ€™d run out of fertilizer, and as usual Zart had sent you with both buckets to refill them. The trek was definitely boring without Newt to talk to, but you managed to fill both buckets and head most of the way back without incident, injury, or going crazy in the silence of the deadheads.ย 
However, your luck was bound to run out at some point.ย 
Just as the rays of sunshine were poking out from the field ahead, you tripped on a particularly large tree root sticking out of the ground. Both buckets flung from your hands as you stuck them out, attempting to break your own fall. Pain radiated from your ankle, palms, and wrists as you landed harshly on the ground, staining your clothes and skin with dirt.ย 
After you processed what happened and pulled yourself up, you first inspected your palms. Wiping away the dirt, several scrapes and cuts revealed themselves, accompanied by irritated and angry skin surrounding them. Taking a moment to catch your breath, you tried your best to stand, but crumbled when you put weight on your right foot.ย 
Hissing, you pulled up your pant leg and tried to touch around the area, only bringing yourself more pain as you did so. Figuring out how to get out of here was going to be difficult, especially without abandoning the buckets of fertilizer. After some time, you managed to find a particularly large stick to support the weight you wouldโ€™ve put on your injured foot, hooked one bucket handle on the crook of your elbow, and took the other in your free hand.ย 
As best as you could manage, you brought the fertilizer to Zart, who quickly took notice of your condition.ย 
โ€œWhat the shuck happened to you?!โ€ He exclaimed as you shifted your weight.ย 
Looking down at your foot, you sighed. โ€œA large tree root got the jump on me, Zart. Now will you please help me to the Medjacks so I donโ€™t have to use this shucking stick anymore?โ€
Almost jumping into action, Zart wrapped an arm around your torso and pulled your right one around his neck, helping you along to the other side of the Glade. You were beginning to see now why he usually sent Newt with you.ย 
Upon reaching the Medjack hut, Clint and Jeff took over for Zart, ushering him away to get back to work. You were grateful for the Medjacks and the care they seemed to take with you. They made sure it was relatively painless for you as Clint examined your ankle and Jeff cleaned the cuts on your palms, keeping casual conversation with you as they did so.ย 
It was only as Clint was wrapping your ankle โ€” Jeff already having done so with the heels of your palms โ€” that Newt came barrelling into the room.ย 
โ€œWe were wondering where you were,โ€ Jeff quipped as he put away the roll of gauze heโ€™d just used.ย 
Newt ignored the other two people in the room and came to sit on the edge of your bed. โ€œWhat the bloody hell happened to you?โ€
โ€œItโ€™s not like I almost died, Newt.โ€ You told him, but let him take your hands into his to look at. โ€œI was getting the fertilizer from the deadheads and tripped on a root. Itโ€™s nothing more than a twisted ankle, I promise.โ€
โ€œYou promised youโ€™d be fine today without me.โ€ Newt corrected you, and you couldnโ€™t help but chuckle.ย 
โ€œAnd I was. I just lost my footing to a root. Iโ€™ll be back up and running in a few days. Right, Clint?โ€
The boy at the end of the bed nodded, taping the tensor bandages into place. โ€œExactly. After three days of no work and constant elevation, youโ€™ll be just fine.โ€
Newt looked back at the boy. โ€œAre you sure?โ€
โ€œYes, I am.โ€ Clint said. โ€œIโ€™ll even have Jeff come check up on her twice a day to make sure her foot heals. Okay?โ€
Newt considered Clintโ€™s words for a moment before nodding. โ€œAlright.โ€ย 
Soon enough, the Medjackโ€™s left you and Newt alone in the treatment room. It was silent, and Newt still held your bandaged hands in his, not daring to say a word.ย 
โ€œAre you okay?โ€ You asked eventually, feeling that youโ€™d studied the boyโ€™s face enough to gather that he was still deeply upset and in thought.ย 
Newtโ€™s eyes snapped from your hands to make eye contact with you, and you could see the emotion pooling in his dark irises. โ€œI dunno. I know itโ€™s stupid, youโ€™ll be fine, butโ€ฆ you were hurt. On the one day I wasnโ€™t there with you.โ€
Turning your hands over in his, you grabbed his palms and squeezed. โ€œBut Iโ€™ll be fine, Newt. Look, Iโ€™m still healthy, arenโ€™t I? Breathing, talking. Thatโ€™s what matters. And itโ€™s not your fault, it was just a silly accident.โ€ย 
โ€œI know, I justโ€ฆ the thought of you getting hurt makes me want to go crazy.โ€ Newt admitted. โ€œYou being safe is all I care about.โ€ย 
Your heart stuttered in your chest as your face warmed. โ€œIโ€ฆ I didnโ€™t know it meant that much to you.โ€ย 
โ€œYou do.โ€ Newt stated. โ€œYou mean that much to me.โ€ย 
โ€œNewtโ€ฆโ€ you whispered. โ€œI think those slintheads were right.โ€
His face scrunched up. โ€œWhat dโ€™you mean?โ€
โ€œI thinkโ€ฆ I think I like you. A lot more than I realized.โ€ You gathered more courage with every word you spoke. โ€œNewtโ€ฆ I think Iโ€™m in love with you.โ€ย 
You watched his eyes widen as you spoke, hands still interlocked. Newt seemed to be stunned by your impromptu confession, and even you were surprised by it. Up until ten seconds ago, you were unaware of how big your feelings for Newt were, but now that they were out in the open, it was easy to see as you looked back on things. Your thoughts ran at a hundred miles a second, flashing with the memories you made with Newt and how close youโ€™d gotten over the past few years.ย ย 
It took you a second to pull away from the memories and realize that Newt had yet to respond.ย 
โ€œNewt?โ€ You called out, trying to get his attention. โ€œI shouldnโ€™t have said anything. Look, we donโ€™t have to do anything about it, we can forget it ever happenedโ€”โ€
โ€œNo.โ€ Newt interrupted. โ€œI donโ€™t want to do that.โ€ He adjusted his grip on your hands, stroking your knuckles with his thumbs. โ€œIโ€ฆ I love you, too. I think I have from the moment I met you.โ€ย 
Your lips stretched into a wide, blissful smile, and Newtโ€™s expression soon matched yours. Slowly, he leaned in closer to you, shortening the distance until his lips were inches from yours.ย 
โ€œCan I kiss you?โ€ He whispered.
โ€œIโ€™d like nothing more,โ€ you told him, and in seconds, his lips were on yours and your hand was touching the back of his neck and you were both in a state of bliss you could only dream of until now.ย 
You spent the next few hours with Newt, who sat next to you on the bed with an arm around your shoulders, talking mostly about how you both failed to notice your feelings toward each other for so long, occasionally disrupted by mini-makeouts. When the dinner bell rang, Newt promised to explain your injury to your friends and bring dinner for you both to eat in the Medjack hut.ย 
When Newt came back, two steaming bowls of chicken rice in hand, the blush on his face was unmistakable.ย 
โ€œWhat happened?โ€ You laughed as he passed you the bowl and sat on the bed. โ€œWhat did they say to you?โ€โ€™
โ€œThey didnโ€™t say anything.โ€ Newt corrected you. โ€œThey heard about my hauling ass across the Glade to get here from the council hall, thatโ€™s what. And they basically figured us out.โ€ย 
โ€œReally?โ€ You fake gasped. โ€œItโ€™s like theyโ€™ve been trying to tell us about this for the past two years or something.โ€
โ€œHa, ha,โ€ Newt rolled his eyes. โ€œEat your rice. After youโ€™re finished, Iโ€™ve got to take you to the Homestead.โ€ย 
โ€œMy hero,โ€ you smiled, and Newt couldnโ€™t help but to kiss you once more before you both dug into your meals.ย 
Once your ankle was healed, it was no surprise the uproar your friends caused when you were finally able to walk to breakfast hand in hand with Newt. After all, they had been waiting years for this.
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that-tmr-girl ยท 8 months ago
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TMR characters favorite small parts of sex
Aris
He likes holding you close
Holding your hands, intertwining your fingers, grabbing your waist, gripping your thighs
He just likes being able to touch you in some way
Brenda
She likes the way you act when you're horny and needy
Something about seeing you squirming while thinking about her, being clingy, and quietly begging to just leave so she can fuck you, makes her want you just as badly
Knowing that she makes your body and mind react like that to her, just sparks something inside of her that she can't explain
Gally
He likes looking at all the marks after
He'll count and kiss every single one with pride
He hates it when you try to cover them and will just give you more if he catches you
Harriet
She likes the way you two undress each other
Fingertips on skin, shirts slowly being slid over shoulders, pants slowly being pulled down as hands caress thighs, and even touching each other through your underwear, are all things she doesn't take for granted
No matter how long it takes, it's all worth it
Minho
He likes the fact that you want him and only him
It's just that he's the only one allowed to do the things he does to you, and you're the only one he wants to touch him
It's this feeling of knowing that you two belong to each other that makes sex important to him
Newt
He likes getting to just keep kissing you
Knowing he has access to press his lips to every part of your body makes him feel so lucky
He barely lifts his lips from your skin as he takes in the way you feel
Sonya
She likes the build up to it
The tension, the craving, the yearning, the long looks across the room
Finally getting to undress you and that wait being over always makes life feel so carefree to her
Teresa
She likes knowing that only she'll know what your body looks like at that moment
If she spots anything new, from a mark she hadn't noticed to a cut, she'll feel so proud that you trust her enough to let her see it
It's not so much possession, as it is pride to call you hers
Thomas
He likes the feelings after
The way you're both worn out, tired yet happy, and content makes his heart melt
Knowing that you just did something so intimate and energetic with such a calming aftermath is all he wants
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islayhawkin ยท 10 months ago
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Let me help you
Newt x f!reader
Summery: you're both in love with eachother and newt pays you a visit in the med hut so you can take care of his limp.
Pining teenagers/feelings/slight hurt/comfort/ pure fluff
Trigger warning: mentions of injury and suicide attempt
part 2
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The light was getting darker outside the med-hut and you could see the boys return to their sleeping bags as you pulled out a lighter and lit the candle on the table. Every day was like this. You'd take the afternoon shift in the med-hut, you'd have no work to do when it got dark, then you'd do some reading and wait for newt to pick you up. Somehow this routine developed over time. Newt had to do his evening round to check if everything was normal and safe to go to bed. The two of you weren't dating, though the others teased newt constantly about it. And if he would be honest he wished it would be true.
Ever since you came up he couldn't help but adore you. It was about a few weeks after his suicidal attempt. He still had his improvised prop around his leg and crutches to move around. His thoughts had been eating him up from the inside.
And there you were. Of course there was a big ruckus about you being a girl but after a while they all realised how much they needed you in their group. Between the boys there was rarely a gentle touch or loving words. You brought a bit more love, bit more home into their midst. And newt was probably the one most needing of it at that moment. You became a med jack and every boy tried to come up with various reasons to need to be taken care of by you.
Newt obviously didn't need to find a reason. You were the one searching him out. Looking after his leg every other day. Doing what you could to ease his pain even thought he was always terribly embarrassed of needing help. But he loved those moments. It gave him hope. He felt comfort, he felt loved and cared for just for a moment and he chased that feeling ever since. At first he didn't understand what this feeling in his chest was when he saw you laugh, or look at him, crinkle your nose...literally anything you did. He was just a kid after all.
But now he wasn't anymore and he could tell exactly what he was feeling.
Newt walked into the doorway of the med-hut and leaned against the doorframe. Deliberately released the pressure of his bad leg and leaned on his good leg only.
You looked up from your book and gave him a smile. You noticed that his hair was a bit wet and because of this a bit darker than usual. "Hey. You finished?"
"Yeah." He gave you one of his sweet cheeky smiles.
You scanned his form as you noticed his stance against the doorframe. A small frown building on your face. "Is your leg acting up?" You asked softly.
Newt looked down at himself. "Uh I suppose that bloody thing is giving me a hard time right now. But it's alright. No need to worry." He dismissed.
"Is that why you're here?"
"Wha- no I was just gettin' you. I don't need anything..." He broke your gaze suddenly very interested in the wooden floor.
You gave him a look and stood up. "I'm gonna help you wether you want it or not. We can do it here or in bed if we're going anyways."
He sighed as a slight blush crept up his cheeks. "No that's really not nec-"
"It is newt. I know you want it too. You're just too..." you gestured at him. "Selfless to ask for help. Has always been the same with you..." you shook your head slightly. "Just sit down please." You pointed to the nearest bed.
He dramatically sighed and limped over to it to sit down. "How long have you been walking around like this?" You asked softly.
"Week or so." He muttered meakly.
You gave him a incredilous look. "Newt! I told you to come. Bloody shank." You scolded him in a loving way.
He looked down in his lap again. "Sorry. It wasn't that bad..."
"Yeah you could've gone a bit more until you literally collapse like last time. I don't know what you're punishing yourself for but I'm not allowing it again."
"I'm not-" he sighed and looked up. His deep brown eyes scanning your face. "Okay."
The side of your mouth quirked into a smile. "Good."
You lit the little stove with the flame of the candle and set a pot of water on to heat up. Clint and jeff had improvised a heat pad and filled a waterproof bag with hot water a while back. It worked surprisingly well. You always used it for your period days.
Meanwhile newt layed down on the bed. His leg dangled from the side and his arms rested lazily behind his head. That's when you realised his damp hair again. "Why's you're hair wet?" You pointed out.
He grabbed a strand to inspect it. "Showered."
You hummed in acknowledgement.
"I need to show the greenie around tommorow." You could hear that he was tired. His accent was getting thicker.
"Why you? Alby's in charge of that." You raised your brows.
"Yeah but apperently he's gone nuts the last few days and minho told me to do it because I'm a warmer welcome. I need to do every bloody thing around here. These shanks can't do anythin' on their own." He muttered.
"True. They'd be in chaos without you to keep them in line. Honestly a lot of them have anger issues I'm telling you."
Newt snickered.
"You wanna walk around with that greenie all day? I can ask fry. Or minho for that matter. He owes me a favour anyways."
Newt puffed some air out. "S'alright." His head turned. "Wait he owes you? For what?"
You supressed a smirk. "You don't wanna know."
Now newt wasn't able to stop his thoughts from running wild of possibilities what you did for minho.
You filled the heat bag up with hot water from the pot and closed it securely. Then you made your way over to him again and sat down on the bed. You lifted his limp up slightly and as he noticed your intention he moved it over your legs so you had a good acess to it. You softly pushed the trouser leg up above his knee that you could see his naked leg. His leg was skinny and pale as the rest of him. It had hair on it but not long and they were blonde so you couldn't really see it.
Not that you were thinking about such things in this moment.
Newt didn't really think about his body. Other then the hate he felt for that bloody limp he didn't care about such things. They were stuck in the middle of a maze with old clothes that they had to wear everyday. Those things weren't important to anybody in the glade.
But when you were looking at his bare leg he always was nervous. His eyes watched you closely from the position he was laying in. You could feel his eyes on you but it wasn't unpleasent.
You took the heat pad and layed it on his knee, making warmth spread through his leg. It eased the throbbing in his leg as his muscels relaxed. You both stayed like this for a moment. Your hand surrounding his knee with the heating pad. Silence filled the hut but it was comfortable. After a few moments you removed the pad again and layed it to the side. "Feels good right?"
"Yeah..." He whispered.
You placed you hands onto his warm knee now instead. "You tell me if something hurts. No refrain."
He hummed contently and nodded slightly.
As you started to massage the area around his knee gently you watched his face very closely for any discomfort. He let out a sigh with a small unwilling sound making it's way out of his throat. The blood rushed into his cheeks and his eyes snapped to yours to look at your reaction. "Sorry I didn't mean to..."
"Sorry for what? Enjoy to get your pain eased?" You gave him a comforting smile.
"Yeah." He mumbled. Relieved at your reaction he tried to let himself relax again and slow his heartbeat a bit.
You stroked and pressed over his calf and stretched his leg softly. Bending his knee and stretching the fascia. Every move of you made was tender and deliberate. Made with care.
Newt loved the feeling of your hands on his leg. It felt heavenly and he never wanted you to remove your hands from him again. This continued for minutes in silence. Only small breaths that escaped his mouth were heard in the room. When you hit a particular spot he let out a "ow."
"Sorry. In what way did this hurt?" You asked softly.
"Uh in my knee."
"Alright. Sorry."
"Didn't hurt much..." he trailed off as you put your soft hand onto his knee and caressed it with your thumb as if to soothe it. The warmth spread through his leg again. Now because of your hand He blinked and swallowed hastily. You didn't move your hand, just let it rest on him. His heartbeat increased slightly aa he took deep breaths. For some reason there were tears behind his eyes.
"Does it feel better now?" You looked up at him with soft eyes.
"Great." He breathed out. Still a bit out of it.
You removed your hand reluctantly and pulled the leg of his trousers down again. You gave his leg a little pet and stood up from the bed. He rolled himself up to a sitting position again and watched how you extinguished the flame of the stove.
"I need to sleep otherwise the alarm won't be able to wake me." He jawned.
You chuckled. "Now then let's get you snuggled up." You ruffled his hair playfully and he gave a small protest. You picked the lit candle from the table with the other hand. The two of you made your way outside and newt secured the lock on the door of the med-hut.
You strolled side by side over the field to the homestead in the light of the candle and your arms were brushing against one another to seek the others presence.
"You know, your accents gets a lot thicker when you're tired or drunk. Drunk is so bad sometimes I can't even understand you." You noted as you looked up at him. The soft light of the candle flickered over his soft features and enlighting his hair in a golden hue.
A smile appeared on his face though he was a bit embarrassed about your comment as he didn't meet your eye. "Really? I didn't know that. Sorry I guess. You'll have to remind me when I'm drunk so I'll speak more clearly."
"Oh you're just speaking nonsense anyways when you're drunk." You nudged him with your shoulder and he laughed.
"You really don't understand me sometimes?" He asked still perplexed about these news.
"Rarely. But it happens sometimes yes. If you're talking fast. Or as I said when you're tired or drunk."
"Oh that's- didn't know it was that noticeable. Can't really do anything about it. I'm not aware that I do it." He shrugged sheepishly. You could clearly hear his awareness of it now and how he tried to speak more clearly without a accent.
"I wouldn't want you to change it. I like it." You grinned.
He looked down to you stunned. He'd never thought someone would like that about him. And the way you said it so nonchalant perplexed him. "You like it?" His voice was slightly higher than normal.
"Yeah sure. It sounds...nice to listen to." You looked ahead.
His cheeks bore a taint of red again. "I er- thank you. I never thought of it like that." You liked his accent. His voice. You liked to listen to him. Newt felt a tingling sensasion in his belly.
He opened and held the homestead door open for you. You made your way inside and up the steps to your room. You had a own as the only girl and alby and newt insisted on it for your safety. You didn't always use it as you enjoyed sleeping outside with the others too.
Newt and alby had a room together next to you as the leader and second in command. So you stopped in front of your respektive doors. "Night newt. See you tommorow."
"Good night Y/N. Sleep well."
You smiled at eachother before entering your rooms. You had a smile on your face as you tucked yourself into bed and thought of newt doing the same on the other side of the wall. Newt layed down in his bed too with a grin on his face. Alby gave him a knowing look but didn't comment on it. His limp long forgotten and the pain eased for a moment as the warmth spread throught his form. For this evening he felt at home.
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nomoreusername ยท 9 months ago
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Maze Runner Characters Favorite Place to Kiss You
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Your cheek. He always kisses you there before he has to go somewhere.ย 
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Your hand and forehead. Both are enough to fill anyone with butterflies (but so is Newt).
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Your collarbone. Does this really need an explanation though? It is Minho after all.
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Your lips. It's simple and a classic, but if it's not broken why fix it?ย 
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Your forehead. It's so sweet, and it's the perfect way to be waken up. It's literally the purest form of affection.ย 
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Your lips. Once again, simple, yet loving
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Your cheek. It's so small yet always leaves you weak in the knees. Why wouldn't it when it's literally Sonya?
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Also your lips. Why wouldn't it be when they fit so well on hers?
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Your nose. It's a simple and quick yet lasting way to show how much she loves you.
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iridecsense ยท 2 years ago
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his brotherโ€™s keeper - m.ย 
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ย โคท summary: after yet again pining for his brotherโ€™s girl, newt finds himself stuck between his brother and the woman he is in love with...quite literally.
๐“‡ฌ word count:ย 8.0k ๐“‡ฌ pairing: theseus scamander | fem!readerย | newt scamander ๐“‡ฌ genre: smut, porn with a little plotย  ๐“‡ฌ rating: 18+ ๐“‡ฌ warnings:ย profanity, depictions of spiked drinks ๐“‡ฌ kinks: voyeur, cuckholding, breeding, creampie, menage et toi, oral (fem recieving), anal mdom/femsub/msub ๐“‡ฌ authorโ€™s note: Something you can think of as a sequel to rumors,ย or a stand alone one shot. I will definitely not see the pearly gates after this, I am so sorry in advance! I may be a bit rusty so please be gentle and accept this late Christmas gift as a New Years surprise. Expect more from me soon. ;)
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ย  ย  ย It was usually in conditions like these, when the streets of London were slick with cool wet, and the biting cold spread mist from hot mouths filled the air, that made a time meant for cheer and love, one of desolate solitude for those less fortunate. Whatever the circumstances may be, it is in these times Newt Scamander often found himself alone. Though, if you were to ask him yourself he would deny the accusation and snarkily ask if one could ever be truly alone when surrounded by magnificent creatures. Despite the best efforts of his brother, who cared for him most earnestly, Newt hadnโ€™t spent the holidays with him in years.ย 
ย  ย  ย  He had his reasons to be sure. Back when Theseus was engaged with his childhood friend Leta, there was no doubt an awkwardness. The younger Scamander brother was in love with the Lestrange girl. To see his brother have what he had longed for since he first met her put a strain on his heart. Newt was not bold in any sense of the word. Being forward with a woman never came easy to him. When heโ€™d lost the chance to win Letaโ€™s heart he swore that when he found himself enamored by another woman he would make it clear to her his affections. ย  ย  In came Tina Goldstein, an American auror who he found himself entangled with on a trip overseas. He felt something for herโ€”a kind of attraction that was different from the one he felt for Leta, but an attraction nonetheless. Tina was tall and beautiful and treated him with more respect than anyone ever had. But even that effort fell short. Tina had become more dedicated to her work and her sister. There was no room for him in her life at the moment. The two drifted apart succeeding the events of Grindelwald's rally in Paris. He returned to London, and she to her own affairs. ย  ย  That had been nearly three years ago. Newt did well on his own, he felt. His creatures keep him busy enough. Getting through the day was easy. The nights were the hardest. At night there wasn't anything busying his mind from thinking of you. ย  ย  Newt started to believe he was cursed to always fall in love with women he couldn't have. Whoever it was must have been especially cruel to make him fall for his brotherโ€™s girlfriends. That could be the only explanation. Otherwise, ย he was just a sick, perverted man who desperately needed therapy. Little did he know two things can be true. ย  ย It wasnโ€™t as though it were intentional. When it came to Leta, he had loved her first. Theseus just happened to get her. You, however, was something he did not expect. He was acquainted with you, only knowing and conversing with you when Leta was involved, considering you were her friend. It wasn't until she died that he got to know you better. During that time, Newt stayed with his brother and swore to stay by his side and help him and the ministry in capturing Grindelwald. Theseus grieved, and Newt was there to care for him, and so were you. ย  ย  You would come by with food and insist on helping clean the apartment. The gesture was kind, especially when you were going through your own grief. Newt wondered if you used your kindness and instinct to help others as a way to distract yourself from the pain you truly felt. He was able to prove his theory right after many nights alone, drinking gin and fire whiskey, when he got to know you more intimately. ย  ย  Theseus never knew, but in those first few months he spent grieving, Newt had grown rather fond of you. You were funny, kind, a great cook, and you listened to him, something no one else really did. The day he discovered your relationship with his brother he was disappointed, to say the least. Once again, Theseus had managed to take someone else he cared about. Newt often wondered how different things would have been if he had kissed you that night as you so desperately wanted him to. The same night when you had drank one too many gin and tonics and found the Scamander family album hidden in Theseusโ€™s bookshelf. That night you somehow wound up on top of his lap, flipping through embarrassing baby pictures and evidence of his pubescent awkwardness. You were too drunk to notice how tense he was underneath you, or how with every shift of movement, or every laugh you chuckled, your ass pressed against his crotch. ย  ย  When you came across a picture of Newt his mother had taken of him on the first day working at the Ministry when he was sixteen, you gushed over how โ€˜adorableโ€™ he looked. Newt blushed. Then you said something he didn't expect. ย  ย  โ€œI see what Leta meant. You were always cute.โ€ ย  ย  Newt didn't know what to say. You positioned your head on his shoulder to look up at him. Newt was never good at eye contact, but he found it hard to tear his eyes away from yours. ย  ย  โ€œYou have pretty eyes,โ€ you slurred suddenly with a smile stretched across your lips. He could smell the alcohol on your breath your faces were so close. ย  ย  โ€œSo do you,โ€ he said, surprising himself with his own brazenness. It was true. You had two pretty (e/c) eyes like none heโ€™d ever seen, even when they fluttered and stared blankly up at him in an intoxicated daze. But it was only with the help of the three glasses of gin he had earlier that helped him say it aloud. ย  ย  Your smile grew wider. Your hand went to cup his left cheek. โ€œI never understood Leta,โ€ you mumbled. โ€œHow could anyone look past you?โ€ ย  ย  Heโ€™d wanted it so bad. To feel your lips against his would be his greatest reward after all heโ€™d been through, after all his shortcomings. If he were a lesser man he would have taken advantage of your drunkenness. But you could barely sit up on your own, and he couldnโ€™t tell how long it would be before you lost consciousness and fell asleep on the couch as you had done several times before. ย  ย  โ€œKiss me, Newt,โ€ you asked. โ€œPlease.โ€ It was the first sentence you hadn't slurred since the gin entered your bloodstream. In a moment of weakness, his hand caressed your cheek. His thumb swiped over your bottom lip and he heard your breath hitch in your throat. ย  ย  You were so beautiful and there you were, begging him to kiss you. Begging for something more by the way you pressed your body into him and looked desperately at his lips through half-lidded eyes. And maybe if he had four gin and tonics instead of three he would have given you what you wanted. But he was more sober than you and he respected you far too much to take advantage of you in your current state. What he had to do afterward took all his restraint. ย  ย  The next day you greeted him in the kitchen with the same kind smile you always gave him as you prepared breakfast. The matter was never brought up again and Newt assumed you simply didn't remember. He saw no point in bringing it up himself. Before he knew it, it was too late. Theseus had set his eyes on you and wasted no time claiming you as his. Newt could not touch you, no matter how badly he wanted to. ย  ย  And so, once again, Newt found himself in love with his brotherโ€™s girl. Constantly keeping her on his mind, constantly yearning for her, but always stepping back. He was still close to you, which only made it harder. ย  ย  For the past year, heโ€™s kept the secret of that night. But that wouldn't stop him from thinking of it, and all that could have been, just as he was doing now, lying in his bed with his hand wrapped around his cock. If only he could have you with him now and feel your skin on his, taste the salt of your sweat, and feel the heat of your body. He could only imagine. But even in his imagination he was the happiest man on earth. Theseus must have felt like God. ย  ย  Unbeknownst to him, he would get a taste of that feeling the very next day. In the morning when he woke up, he found an owl waiting for him with a letter. It was an invitation, from you no less, to join you and Theseus for a Christmas dinner later that evening. In truth, Newt had been so busy tending to his creatures the past week he had forgotten how close Christmas was approaching, let alone that it was Christmas Day. ย  ย  The thought of spending an evening with you was enticing. It was Theseusโ€™s presence that made him second guess. He loved his brother, that was no question. He probably loved his brother more than anyone else in the world, which is why he could sit silently as he continuously watched him have everything he ever wanted with no protest. That didn't mean it was easy. It was hard to see you with him, even harder than when he had to endure Leta with him. At least then he had Tina as a distraction. Now there was only you and he could see no one else better than you. ย  ย  Had it been Theseus who sent the letter he wouldn't have agreed to stop by. He might not have even replied. But since it was you, and only because it was you, he sent an owl confirming his arrival. ย  ย  On the other side of things, you were ecstatic. It had been some time since you'd seen Newt and you considered him one of your closest friends. You knew Theseus would love having his little brother visit for Christmas and felt it would be the perfect present for him. ย  ย  You had told Newt to come a couple of hours earlier than when you would be expecting Theseus. When you opened the door you greeted him with a bright, toothy smile and open arms. Newt hugged you back awkwardly and stepped inside. ย  ย  โ€œEverything is cooking in the oven now,โ€ you said. โ€œIโ€™m just finishing up the pie for dessert. Come, have a drink in the kitchen.โ€ ย  ย  Newt followed behind you. You looked adorable in the tacky red and green Christmas sweater you wore over your long white dress. You made him a drink and started on your creme pie. ย  ย  โ€œItโ€™s so good to see you, Newt,โ€ you told him. โ€œI was afraid you couldnโ€™t make it. I know how busy your creatures keep you.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œItโ€™s good to see you too,โ€ he replied. โ€œBunty insisted she stay and help while I am away. She claimed she had no other plans.โ€ ย  ย  You pouted your lips. โ€œThatโ€™s awful!โ€ You said. โ€œYou should have told me! I would have gladly invited Bunty over if I knew. No one should be alone on Christmas.โ€ ย  ย  Newt smiled softly. There you go again, always thinking of others. As the two of you sat in the kitchen you caught each other up on your lives. Things were going great for you, Newt discovered. You had recently gotten a promotion and received a medal for your efforts spying abroad for your department and gathering intel on Grindelwald and his acolytes. ย  ย Newt told you about his own travels abroad, searching for and rescuing creatures whenever he could while doing his own work for Dumbledore to support the cause. He told you stories of the places heโ€™d been and the creatures heโ€™d seen, even promising to let you visit his home to see them for yourself. โ€œTheyโ€™d love you,โ€ he said. ย  ย  Before he knew it, the two of you were sharing a glass of wine on the couch while the food kept warm. Then you shared another, and another, and another while you both waited for Theseus to return. ย  ย  โ€œHe works later these days,โ€ you tell Newt. โ€œThereโ€™ve been days where he doesn't come home at all. Just stays up there, drooling over papers in his office. I worry about him sometimes.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œThatโ€™s my brother,โ€ he says. โ€œAlways working harder than anyone else. Always having something to prove. In some ways Iโ€™m jealous.โ€ ย  ย  You chuckled. โ€œJealous? How so?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œHeโ€™s always so,โ€ Newt paused, searching his brain for the right word. โ€œDedicated. Determined. He sets his mind on something and won't stop until he does it. Heโ€™s always been like that.โ€ ย  ย  You turned to face him next to you on the couch, sitting on your legs and propping your elbow on the back of the couch to lean your head against your hand. You peer at him quizzically. โ€œBut youโ€™re like that too.โ€ ย  ย  Newt scoffed. โ€œNo Iโ€™m not,โ€ he chuckled as he took a sip of his wine. ย  ย  โ€œYes, you are!โ€ You insist. โ€œYouโ€™re very determined and dedicated to your animals. You have done things many others are too afraid to do; all to protect the things you love. Even Theseus admits you are much better suited to be an auror than he is.โ€ ย  ย  Newt raised a curious brow, a coy smile on his face. โ€œReally?โ€ ย  ย  You nod. โ€œHeโ€™s very amazed by youโ€”admires you, even. As do I. Youโ€™re very brave, Newt. No one is more determined or dedicated than you.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œThere is one person,โ€ Newt muttered. ย  ย  ย โ€œWho?โ€ You asked, genuinely curious about his answer, prepared to playfully berate him for his humbleness. ย  ย  โ€œTheseus.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œWell, he doesn't seem to think so,โ€ you say. ย  ย  โ€œBut he is,โ€ Newt quipped, whipping his head to look you in the eye. The energy in the room shifted, and though both your brains were fuzzy from wine, you could tell the moment had gone from playful to serious. ย  ย  โ€œHe is,โ€ he continued. โ€œHe wanted to become head boy and he did. He strived to be the best auror at the ministry and he is. He wanted Leta and he got her, and when he wanted you, he got you.โ€ ย  ย  You were silent as you listened, unsure of where exactly Newt was going with his ramblings. ย  ย  โ€œI could never do that,โ€ he admitted. โ€œIf I could, you would be with me now, not him.โ€ ย  ย  Now it was the wine talking. You were surprised. Newtโ€™s face was red, but at this point, it wasn't clear if it was because he was embarrassed, frustrated, or tipsy. ย  ย  โ€œWhat do you mean, Newt?โ€ You asked, your voice soft and sweet. His expression softened, and he looked at you in such a way your heart fluttered in your chest. ย  ย  โ€œYou are so beautiful,โ€ he proclaimed, making your face burn hotter than it already was. โ€œI should have told you that a long time ago. If I were as forthright as Theseus I would have told you I loved you the night we almost kissed a year ago on this couch.โ€ ย  ย  Newt chuckled at your stunned expression, unable to say a word. โ€œYou donโ€™t remember, but you were beautiful then too. You sat right here in my lap and you held my face in your hand and begged me to kiss you. I would have if you werenโ€™t intoxicated. I wanted to talk to you about it the next day but you had already forgottenโ€”โ€ ย  ย  โ€œI didn't forget,โ€ you spoke finally. Now it was Newtโ€™s turn to be surprised. ย  ย  โ€œWhat?โ€ ย  ย  You put your wine glass down on the coffee table and scooted closer to Newt on the couch. Your knees touched his thigh, but neither of you moved. ย  ย  โ€œI didn't forget,โ€ you repeat, clearer this time. โ€œWe were drinking while Theseus was asleep in his room one night. I had found your family album and we looked at it together when I asked you to kiss me.โ€ ย  ย  Newt frowned. โ€œIf you remember then why didn't you say anything?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œI was embarrassed,โ€ you reveal. โ€œWhen you didn't kiss me I thought that I made a fool of myself. That you rejected me. When you didn't say anything afterwards I figured that was it. That you just wanted to forget and stay as friends.โ€ ย  ย  Newt couldn't believe his ears. All this time you had remembered that night and thought he held no feelings for you. He was spiraling in his head, you could tell by the way he distantly stared into his glass of wine. ย  ย  โ€œNewt?โ€ You called out to him, taking his glass and replacing it with your hand. ย  ย  โ€œThis is what I mean,โ€ he said finally. โ€œI wasn't determined. If I were like Theseus I would have talked to you regardless of whether or not I thought you remembered. I would have told you how wonderful it felt holding you in my arms and how desperately I wanted to press my lips against yours and taste you on my tongue. I would have told you how much I love you.โ€ ย  ย  Your stomach turned excitedly at Newtโ€™s words. You squeezed his hand tightly. โ€œNewt...โ€ ย  ย  He stopped, realizing what he just said. โ€œI...Iโ€™m sorry,โ€ he apologized. โ€œI donโ€™t know why Iโ€™m saying these things.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œThat would be the veritaserum in the wine,โ€ said a deep voice behind him. ย  ย  Newt turned around and found his brother, Theseus, standing under the archway to the foyer. ย  ย  โ€œTheseus,โ€ He stammered and quickly stood to his feet. ย  ย  โ€œNo need to get up, brother,โ€ he said calmly. โ€œIt wasnโ€™t as if I didnโ€™t know.โ€ ย  ย  On the couch, you held up the wine bottle and inspected it. โ€œHow did veritaserum get into the wine?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œI drugged it,โ€ Theseus said simply as he walked past Newt and took a seat across from the couch in an armchair. ย  ย  โ€œWhy the hell would you do that?โ€ You asked Theseus angrily. ย  ย  โ€œBecause this morning you said Newt accepted your invitation to dinner. Because I knew the real reason why Newt hasn't visited me in months is that he feels guilty for loving you knowing youโ€™re with me,โ€ he explained. โ€œAnd I didn't want to have a Christmas dinner with a brother who resents me and sulks across the table pining for you. So, I put veritaserum in the wine I knew you wanted to drink tonight and left the two of you alone, hoping my baby brother would finally confess his feelings. And he did! Now we all know.โ€ ย  ย  You shot up from your seat and glared at Theseus. โ€œThis is cruel Theseus. You had no right!โ€ ย  ย  โ€œI will admit it was slightly unethical, but I donโ€™t see the harm in it. Arenโ€™t you glad that Newt confessed his feelings?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œYes,โ€ you answered instantly, though, of course, not of your own free will. ย  ย  Theseus then turned to Newt. โ€œAnd don't you feel better having finally told her?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œYes,โ€ Newt admitted. ย  ย Theseus smiled. โ€œGood! Now everythingโ€™s better.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œYou aren't upset?โ€ Asked Newt. ย  ย  Theseus looked at him as though he were confused. โ€œWhy would I be upset?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œYouโ€™re not upset that Iโ€™m in love with your girlfriend?โ€ ย  ย  Theseus pursed his lips in thought before shifting his eyes to the half-empty bottle of wine. Standing to his feet, he walked towards the coffee table and grabbed the bottle by the neck. He took a swing of the truth-spiked wine and put it back down. ย  ย  โ€œWhy donโ€™t you ask me again.โ€ He said. ย  ย  โ€œYouโ€™re not upset that I love y/n?โ€ Newt once again asked. ย  ย  Theseus smiled almost tenderly at his brother. โ€œNo.โ€ ย  ย  The older brother walked back to his chair and sat down, leaving you and Newt stupefied. โ€œI do, however, wonder how you feel, darling.โ€ He said, now turning his attention to you. ย  ย  You furrowed your brows. โ€œMe?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œDo you love Newt back?โ€ Asked Theseus. ย  ย  Newtโ€™s eyes fell on you. Your mouth opened and took a breath in preparation of your answer, but it closed as soon as it happened. Your glare on Theseus sharpened. ย  ย  โ€œWhat are you playing at, Theseus?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œDonโ€™t try fighting it,โ€ he said. โ€œYou won't be able to lie so just answer. Do you love him?โ€ ย  ย  Your eyes flickered over and connected with Newtโ€™s, who was looking at you expectingly. Your eyes softened and the tenseness in your shoulders fell away. ย  ย  โ€œYes,โ€ you whispered. ย  ย  Newt couldn't believe his ears. Everything happening at this moment felt surreal. Just a few minutes ago he thought he had embarrassed himself once again, having confessed his feelings to his brotherโ€™s girlfriend right in front of him. He was prepared to be punched and thrown out and for his brother to hate him for the rest of his life. But instead of being angry, Theseus was encouraging him. He encouraged you and finally, he got to hear you say words heโ€™d only dreamt of you saying. You loved him. Oddly enough, despite how it came about, Newt couldn't be happier. ย  ย  โ€œKiss her.โ€ ย  ย  Newt was pulled from his thoughts and his shared gaze with you. You both turned and looked at Theseus who sat cooly in the armchair. ย  ย  โ€œDidnโ€™t you hear what she said?โ€ He asked. โ€œShe loves you! Stop standing there like an idiot and kiss her!โ€ ย  ย  โ€œTheseusโ€”โ€ you began to speak, but Theseus stopped you. ย  ย  โ€œItโ€™s okay, love,โ€ he assured you with his gentlest voice. โ€œLet him kiss you.โ€ ย  ย  The energy in the room for the second time that night, all because of Theseus, who ironically was the calmest person in the room. But there was something about the aura permeating from him that domineered over everyone else. His gaze burned into them as he stared, waiting for Newt to do as he commanded. ย  ย  Every part of him wanted to turn around and walk out the front door and never speak of this again. He would go home and lay in his bed and do his best to fall asleep and forget everything that happened here tonight. Every part except the one that wanted to turn to his side, take you in his arms, and kiss you the way he should have that night. It was that part of him that won over all his better judgments. ย  ย In an instant, Newtโ€™s lips were on yours. He held your face in his hands and pressed his body flat against yours. You were taken aback. Youโ€™d even yelped when his lips first touched yours. It was a while before your body finally relaxed and you closed your eyes, leaning into the kiss. Your lips began to move with his and he felt your hands lightly grip the sides of his waist, still unsure. ย  ย  Theseus leaned back in his chair and said nothing as he watched. Newtโ€™s tongue darted from between his lips and licked a stripe over your own. Your mouth opened for him willingly and he wasted no time exploring your mouth. He moaned at the taste of you. The feeling of your tongue swirling around his made his cock twitch in his pants. You could feel it against your thigh and your breath hitched in your throat. ย  ย  โ€œDonโ€™t stop,โ€ ordered Theseus with his hand over his pants, palming at the growing hardness straining against the fabric. ย  ย Newt kept his mouth on yours, only moving his grip around your face down to your hips. Your hands fisted the fabric of his shirt and you pressed your body into him, yearning to be closer. Newt stumbled back until the backs of his legs hit the couch and he broke away from the kiss to sit down. He spread his legs outwards and pulled you down onto his lap. You straddled his waist and his hips bucked upwards, longing to connect. A soft moan fell from your lips and he swore hadn't heard a more beautiful sound. Soon lips were back on yours. ย  ย  โ€œTell her how pretty she is, Newt,โ€ Theseus instructed. ย  ย  Newt pulled from your feverish kiss and pushed your hair from around your face. โ€œYouโ€™re so beautiful, y/n,โ€ he said. You looked down at him through half-lidded eyes dilated with lust. Your lips twitched into a smile as you began salaciously grinding your hips against him, feeling the bulge of his dick against your slick heat. Newt hissed and watched you from below, moving his hips along with you, admiring your form hovering above him as you pulled your sweater over your head and threw it on the floor. ย  ย  โ€œShow him just how beautiful you are, sweetheart,โ€ Theseus commanded. His voice was low and husky. He watched the two of you closely, palming his own arousal. ย  ย  It was of no concern to the two of you, however. Newt was so encompassed by you he could barely pay any mind to his brother watching across the room. Of course, there were thoughts screaming in the back of his head telling him how fucked this whole situation was, but they were nothing more than muted whispers compared to you rubbing against his cock. ย  ย  Just as Theseus commanded you showed Newt how beautiful you were when you took a hand and pulled down one of the straps to your white dress and freed your arm, repeating the same to the other. Taking his hands from your waist you brought them to your chest and helped him pull your dress down around your waist, revealing your breasts. ย  ย  You felt Newtโ€™s cock jump at the sight of you. He could only stare slack-jawed as you placed his hands over your beasts and guided him in pressing them against each other in a continuous circular motion while you rubbed your clothed clit against him. Your soft pants filled his ears as his low grunts filled yours. ย  ย  โ€œNewt...โ€ His name fell breathlessly from your lips. ย  ย  He had pumped his cock to the thought of you moaning his name many times before, but it barely held a candle to what it felt like to hear the real thing. Your name fell from his lips just as easily and he once again captured your lips in a heated kiss while he massaged your breasts. ย  ย  Across the room, Theseus had his hand wrapped around his cock, slowly sliding it up and down as he watched his girlfriend shamelessly hump his little brother. You were the sexiest thing heโ€™d ever seen. The way your hips moved against Newt could rival even the best of strippers. Your pretty moans filled his ears and he couldnโ€™t help but reminisce about the many times he'd made those same sounds come out of you. To hear it in person is a gift. To feel your lips was a blessing. To feel your tight cunt wrapped around his cock was the best thing a man could ever feel. There is no greater present than fucking you, and Newt didnโ€™t even realize that Theseus had just given his brother the best Christmas gift a man could ask for. ย  ย  โ€œTell her what youโ€™re thinking, Newt,โ€ Theseus breathed. ย  ย  Newt licked his lips. He did his best to gather his thoughts which were wall focused on you. ย  ย  โ€œGo on,โ€ you said through shaky breaths. โ€œTell me.โ€ ย  ย  Newt moaned and pressed a trail of kisses on your bare shoulder and neck. โ€œIโ€™m thinking about how amazing you are,โ€ he grunted out. โ€œIโ€™m thinking about how long Iโ€™ve wanted you and how good it feels to finally have you.โ€ ย  ย  ย You loved hearing Newt praise you. You loved the feeling of his hands and lips on your hot skin. ย โ€œKeep going,โ€ you urged, moving your hands up his chest to unbutton his shirt. ย  ย  โ€œI think youโ€™re perfect. I think that Theseus doesn't realize how lucky he is to have you,โ€ he said boldly, piquing both your and Theseusโ€™s interest. โ€œYou should have been mine. I would take good care of youโ€”f-fuck!โ€ ย  ย  You had reached the top of his pants and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his hardened length. He wasnโ€™t bigger than Theseus, but he certainly was thicker. Your hand slid up and down his shaft, only stopping to collect the precum leaking from his tip on your finger to put them in your mouth. He watched in awe as you licked and sucked your fingers clean. ย  ย  โ€œGod, I want you,โ€ he growled in your ear as your hand reached for his cock. โ€œI want to be inside you. I want to feel you,โ€ he said through labored breaths. ย  ย  โ€œGive him what he wants, loveโ€ Theseus spoke up. โ€œLet him feel you.โ€ ย  ย  ย You sat up on your knees and hovered over his hips. Pulling your panties to the side with one hand you used the other to guide Newtโ€™s member to your center. Both your breaths caught in your throats when he entered, stretching you open with his thick cock. Feeling you around him was unlike anything he could ever dream or hope. You were slick with arousal and he easily slid in and out of you, filling you up in all the right places. Your moans filled the room as Newt sucked on the supple skin of your neck. His hands and fingernails dug into your soft skin as he held you close and it felt as though the two of you were the only ones in the room. ย  ย  Newtโ€™s name sweetly slipped past your lips. Yours flittered through the air from his own. His hips rolled into yours with a precision you had no idea he was capable of. If heโ€™d allowed it, the two of you would have lost yourselves in each other, forgetting the third presence in the room. But that wasn't going to happen. ย  ย  Standing from his seat, Theses moved towards the couple and took a seat next to them on the couch, his hand still wrapped around his dick. โ€œDoes it feel good, my love?โ€ He asked you. ย  ย  โ€œYes,โ€ you breathed. ย  ย  โ€œDoes my little brother make you feel good? Do you love the way his cock stretches your tight little hole?โ€ ย  ย  You moaned at his dirty words, lulling your head back as Newt's lips wrapped around your nipple. โ€œY-yes,โ€ you stammered, your hips rocking faster against Newts. โ€œI love it. I love the way he feels inside me.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œI know you do,โ€ Theseus hummed, his breaths hastening. โ€œYou want him to make you cum donโ€™t you, baby?โ€ ย  ย  You nodded excitedly and Theseus smirked. ย  ย  โ€œNewt, help her cum,โ€ he said. โ€œShe likes it when you speak to her. It turns her on hearing all the dirty things youโ€™re going to do to her.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œIs that true?โ€ Newt asked you once he pulled his lips from your pert nipples. โ€œYou want to hear all the things I want to do to you? Like how Iโ€™m gonna fuck your sweet cunt until youโ€™re shaking a quivering under me? How...How Iโ€™m gonna fill you up so full with my cum youโ€™ll end up with twins!โ€ ย  ย  He and Theseus laughed. ย  ย  โ€œSee,โ€ Theseus chuckled as he lifted the fabric of your skirt to reveal the sight of Newtโ€™s cock pumping in and out of you. โ€œShe likes it! Look, sheโ€™s so wet your cock is soaked!โ€ ย  ย  Newt looked down and marveled at how wet you were. You took him so well and his cock disappeared inside you with ease. Newt held the skirts of your dress up so he could watchโ€”so they could both watch. ย  ย  Theseusโ€™s hand rubbed the inside of your thigh. โ€œDo you want me to touch you too, baby?โ€ He asked politely. ย  ย  You opened your eyes to look at your handsome boyfriend. He had long since undone his tie and unbuttoned his own shirt. His large cock was being tugged by his right hand and you nearly drooled at the sight of it, suddenly missing the feeling of having it shoved down your throat. You loved it when Theseus touched you. His hands were always precise, knowing exactly where to pinch, caress, and stroke. Like how he was rubbing your thigh right now, knowing how sensitive the skin on that area was for you. Your eyes connected and you ached seeing how dark his once baby-blue eyes had become. ย  ย  โ€œYes,โ€ you nodded. ย  ย  Theseus wasted no time pressing his fingers on your aching clit. He rubbed your most sensitive part while his hand teased his own cock. Between his fingers and Newtโ€™s dick plunging deep inside you, your body buzzed with pleasure. The air in the room grew hot and sticky and a symphony of soft moans, grunts, and pants melded with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the slick wetness of your dripping cunt. You could feel the knot in your stomach tightening and your eyes shut, desperately chasing that feeling. ย  ย  โ€œAre you close, darling?โ€ Newt asked once he felt you tighten around him. ย  ย  โ€œY-yes!โ€ ย  ย  Theseusโ€™s fingers rubbed faster to help you get there. โ€œWatch her, Newt,โ€ he urged. โ€œWhen she comes, itโ€™s the most beautiful thing youโ€™ll ever see.โ€ ย  ย  Newts darkened hazel eyes trained on you. His grip around the dress wrapped around your waist tightened and her wrapped it around his arm and held your hips steady. His hips snapped upwards, changing pace. You bounced on his cock, your moans growing louder and louder. ย  ย  โ€œCum for me, please,โ€ Newt begged, now reaching his own release. โ€œLet me see it. I want to see it. Show me, my love. Show me how beautiful you are when you cum. Please show me.โ€ ย  ย  He pressed open-mouthed kisses on your chest and neck, his eyes never leaving your face. Theseusโ€™s breaths quickened as well, his pace on his cock matching the pace of your hips rising and sinking on Newtโ€™s member. One of your hands wrapped around the base of Newtโ€™s neck, taking a fist full of his hair. The other grabbed Theseusโ€™s wrist and held his hand in place over your clit. A few more pumps and several flicks was all it took for your body to seize up, tightening around Newt's cock as your whole body trembled. Your moans caught in your throat, struggling to escape. The knot inside your stomach had broke and you came harder than you ever had in your life. ย  ย  Newt came not long after you, sputtering your name as he did so and holding your hips down, burying his dick deeper inside you and making sure every drop of his cum spilled inside. โ€œF-fuck,โ€ he choked out. ย  ย  Theseus had cum too, clear, white ribbons of his seed spilled into his hand and onto his abs. He wiped up what had spilled with two fingers and held it up to your lips. You were still dizzy from your orgasm, but it didn't stop you from obediently opening your mouth to suck Theseusโ€™s cum from his fingers. Newt watched as you did this. Your skilled tongue licked and wrapped around Theseusโ€™s long fingers promiscuously, ensuring you cleaned up every last drop. ย It was enough to get him hard and twitching inside you again. ย  ย  โ€œThatโ€™s a good girl,โ€ praised Theseus with a smile on his lips. โ€œIsnโ€™t she a good girl, Newt?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œThe best,โ€ Newt agreed. ย  ย  Theseus pulled his fingers from your mouth and replaced them with his tongue by reaching up and pulling you into a deep kiss. It was slow and purposeful, as if he were trying to show off in front of Newt who had no choice but to watch uncomfortably as your tongues swirled passionately in each otherโ€™s mouths, earning your soft whimpers. Inside, he hated how much it turned him on. ย  ย  As you both pulled away, you captured Theseusโ€™s bottom lip between your teeth and playfully tugged it away before letting go. Theseusโ€™s hand quickly flew to tightly wrap around your neck, keeping your eyes trained on him. He smirked. โ€œLook at you, darling. Still asking for more. Aren't you tired?โ€ ย  ย  Your hand reached down to grip his cock as an answer, making him laugh. His grip around your neck tightened. ย  ย  โ€œWhat? Was my brotherโ€™s cock not enough for you? You need to have mine as well? Or perhaps you want us both at the same time. Is that it? You need me and my brother to fuck you senseless like the greedy little cock whore you are?โ€ ย  ย  You clenched at the thought of having both Scamander brothers filling you up at once. Newt felt it and your increasing arousal started to drip down his balls. ย  ย  โ€œI think she does,โ€ said Newt. โ€œWill that satisfy you, my love? If Theseus and I fucked you within an inch of your life and pumped your selfish cunt full of cum? Tell us you want it.โ€ ย  ย  Youโ€™d never seen this side of Newt. You didn't even think he was capable of saying such filthy things. He was always so sweet and temperate, being shyer than demiguise. But here he was, spurring you on with his debaucherous words. It only made you want him more. ย  ย  โ€œI want it,โ€ you say and salaciously grind your hips into Newt, making him hiss due to how sensitive he still was. ย  ย  โ€œBeg,โ€ Theseus demanded. โ€œTell us how badly you want it.โ€ ย  ย  Your cheeks burned red hot from embarrassment. Theseus smirked mischievously because he loved watching you squirm. You always begged so nicely for him with your pouty lips and round doe eyes. His little princess. He only wanted Newt to see and appreciate it too. ย  ย  โ€œPlease,โ€ you begged shamelessly. โ€œI want to feel you both inside me. I need to feel it. I want it so bad. I want to make you both feel good.โ€ ย  ย โ€œYou want to make us feel good?โ€ Theseus repeated. โ€œSuch a sweet little girl you are, wanting to please us. But we all know your secret.โ€ ย  ย  Theseus turned to Newt. โ€œShould we give her what she wants?โ€ He asked. ย  ย  Newt looked up at your pleading eyes, so sweet and innocent despite them begging for him to fuck you. How could he ever deny you? ย  ย  โ€œYes,โ€ he said finally. With that, Theseus picked you up with ease and carried you upstairs to the bedroom. Newt followed behind and once Theseus placed you on the bed he began fully stripping himself of his clothes. Newt followed his brotherโ€™s actions, closing the door behind him and peeling off his shirt and pants. You watched them under the candlelight, admiring the two beautiful brothers and their different bodies. ย  ย  Youโ€™d seen Theseus naked a hundred times before but it never ceased to excite you. He was large in every sense of the word. He was tall and had a wide, muscular chest with strong arms and thighs to match. Newtโ€™s body was new and different. Newt was tall as well, only a couple inches shorter than his older brother. Surprisingly, Newt was more muscular and lean. His abs were more pronounced and taut in comparison. Both brothers were freckled, the younger of the two having more of them with accompanying scars. They were beautiful. Having two gorgeous men naked in front of you made you feel nervous and self-conscious. Without realizing it, you had pulled your dress up to cover your body. But Theseus was having none of that. ย  ย  He crawled over to you on the bed, moving your hands and pulling your dress back down to your waist. Newt sat on the bed as well and pulled the dress down the rest of the way, discarding it on the floor. Theseus trailed kisses up your stomach, chest, neck, and face until he reached your lips. He kissed you passionately and tenderly, reaching for your right hand to intertwine his fingers with yours while Newt peppered soft kisses up your legs and thighs. Their attempt at relaxing you and distracting you from your thoughts worked, and you melded with them both. ย  ย  โ€œTheseus...โ€ you whispered against his lips because you knew how much he liked hearing it. He shushed you, pecking the corners of your lips. ย  ย  โ€œJust relax, darling,โ€ he muttered. His hand left yours to grab your thigh, spreading your legs apart. ย  ย  Newtโ€™s kisses lingered on your inner thigh, nipping, sucking, and biting the sensitive flesh. You trembled under their touch, not sure what to expect next. Theseus hovered over you on your right, covering you with kisses and massaging your breasts while Newt neared dangerously close to your core. ย  ย  โ€œSuch a sweet girl,โ€ Theseus said between kisses. ย  ย  โ€œI wonder if she tastes just as sweet,โ€ said Newt. ย  ย  โ€œShe does,โ€ Theseus confirmed. โ€œBut youโ€™ll just have to taste for yourself.โ€ ย  ย  The sudden feeling of Newtโ€™s warm tongue licking a licentious stripe along your heat made you gasp. He kissed and sucked on your lower lips, occasionally darting his tongue in and out of your entrance. He licked up and down your dripping cunt before finally swirling his tongue around your clit. Your hips bucked and twitched as he drew figure-eights with his tongue over your sensitive bud. Theseus held your right leg while Newt held down your left, ensuring you kept your legs open for them. ย  ย โ€œF-fuck, Newt,โ€ you sighed and closed your eyes, resting your head back into the fluff of the pillow. ย  ย  Theseus was sucking the skin at the crook of your neck, determined to leave a mark. His hand on your thigh trailed closer and closer to your center until his skilled fingers reached your entrance under Newt's chin. He easily slid his longest digit inside and curled it upwards, instantly finding that spot he knew so well. He pumped his finger in and out, making sure to brush against your g-spot. Soon he added another finger and quickened his pace. Between Newtโ€™s assault on your clit and Theseusโ€™s fingers deep inside you, you were ambushed by another orgasm. White flashed behind your eyes and your hips spasmed. Newt sucked on your clit and Theseus vigorously fingered your hole as you rode out your high until you became too sensitive to touch and begged them to stop. ย  ย  โ€œNo, no, no, baby,โ€ Theseus muttered in your ear. โ€œWe canโ€™t stop now,โ€ he said. โ€œWe haven't โ€˜fucked you within an inch of your lifeโ€™ yet.โ€ You could hear the smirk in his voice. They weren't done with you yet. ย  ย  Newt came up from between your legs and kissed you, letting you taste yourself on his lips. โ€œCan you taste it?โ€ he asked. โ€œYour sweetness. I canโ€™t get enough of it. I donโ€™t think I ever will.โ€ ย  ย  Your lips chased his, wanting him to kiss you deeper. You were sandwiched between the two men, Theseus at your back, and Newt before you. You felt Theseusโ€™s cock press flush against your ass while Newt's poked between your legs. ย  ย  โ€œAre you ready for us, darling?โ€ Theseus asked as he nibbled at your ear. ย  ย  โ€œYes,โ€ you answered against Newtโ€™s lips before he slid his tongue back down your throat. ย  ย  Being as gentle as they could, the two brothers eased their cocks inside of you, introducing you to a whole new sensation. You had never been stretched out like this, with two cocks filling your holes at once. It was strange and slightly uncomfortable at first. They knew this, which is why they took their time, distracting you with their mouths and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, and ensuring you were okay. ย  ย  โ€œYouโ€™re doing so well,โ€ theyโ€™d say. ย  ย  โ€œYou feel so good.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œYouโ€™re so wonderful, darling.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œAre we hurting you, sweetheart?โ€ ย  ย  โ€œRelax for us, my love.โ€ ย  ย  Theseusโ€™s hand once again found your clit and he began lightly circling it with his fingers to give you some relief. It didn't take long for it to work and your body opened up for them with ease. They pushed deeper inside, inch by inch until they were fully sheathed in your flesh. They both whispered their own set of curses, letting out soft grunts and moans as they began slowly rocking their hips into you. ย  ย  โ€œFuuuck,โ€ Theseus moaned. โ€œThis ass is so fucking tight. Youโ€™re being so good for us, darling.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œSo, so good, love,โ€ panted Newt. โ€œYou make us feel so good.โ€ ย  ย  Your high-pitched mewls and pretty sighs were like music to their ears. They completely engulfed you, body and soul. The world simply slipped away and nothing else mattered besides them, Theseus and Newt, making you feel better than you had ever felt before. You couldn't get enough of them, nor could they get enough of you. You were intoxicated by their scent, their bodies, and their moans. In your minds, you all tried to comprehend how lucky you all were to be in this moment. Nothing could be better than this. Nothing. ย  ย  โ€œThis is it, isn't it?โ€ Theseus panted in your ear. โ€œYour secret. Youโ€™ve always wanted this. To have your holes stretched out by our cocks. Does it excite you, my darling, fucking two brothers? One just wasn't enough, was it? You had to have both. Well, now you have it. Now youโ€™re taking our cocks like the good little girl you are, just like you wanted because we decided to give it to you. You should thank us. Go on and thank us, darling. Tell us how much you appreciate being filled up and fucked, blinded by your own pleasure.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œT-th...Thank you,โ€ you choked out, tears brimming your waterline. โ€œThank you so much! I wanted this. I always wanted this!โ€ ย  ย  โ€œGood girl,โ€ Newt praised, pressing a kiss on your forehead. โ€œSuch a good, good, girl for us. Weโ€™re glad to give it to you...Whatever you want, y/n. Whatever you wantโ€”a-ah!โ€ ย  ย  ย Newtโ€™s thrusts got faster and sloppier, as did Theseusโ€™s. They both worked hard to bury themselves deep inside you. It came to a point where both their cocks were brushing against your g-spot, one after the other. You felt the knot in your core again, that delicious, evanescent knot tightening, ticking like a bomb about to explode and send you to your euphoric escape. ย  ย  โ€œOh, God!โ€ You gasped, digging your nails into the skin of Newtโ€™s back and Theseusโ€™s thighs. โ€œDonโ€™t stop! P-please...right there! S-Shit, I love you!โ€ You proclaimed. โ€œBoth of you. God, I love both of you so much!โ€ ย  ย  This seemed to excite them even more, something you didn't know was possible. They thrust into you faster than they ever had before, their winded breaths filling your ears. ย  ย  โ€œI love you,โ€ Newt breathed. โ€œSo...so much...More than anything.โ€ He kissed your lips. ย  ย  โ€œI love you too, darling,โ€ grunted Theseus. โ€œMy sweet girl...Always.โ€ He kissed your lips too. ย  ย  In that moment the three of you bonded, body and soul. You all came at once, their bodies falling flush against you, twitching in satisfaction. For a while you just lay there as they held you and listened to the sound of their breaths while you waited for the sweet, buzzing feeling to dim. When it did, Theseus got up to fetch a towel from the bathroom, leaving you and Newt cuddled up on the bed, whispering sweetly to one another. They helped clean you up and embraced you with their warmth. You just stared at them, sharing kisses, twirling hair, giggling, holding hands, and gazing lovingly into their eyes. There wasn't much to say. You all knew. You didnโ€™t need to say it. You could feel it in the room. You were complete. ย  ย  โ€œDo you smell something burning?โ€ Theseus asked suddenly. You and Newt sniffed the air and your eyes widened like saucers. ย  ย โ€œTHE FUCKING TURKEY!โ€ You gasped, and struggled your way out from between your two lovers, picking one of their shirts from off the floor to cover yourself as you ran downstairs to save what was left of your forgotten Christmas dinner. ย  ย  Newt and Theseus smiled to themselves and chuckled. There was an awkward silence as they lay there alone, both unsure of what to say or do next. ย  ย  โ€œI do know how lucky I am, by the way.โ€ Theseus was the first to speak. ย  ย  โ€œI know,โ€ said Newt. ย  ย  Theseus turned to his brother. โ€œYou can be lucky too...If you want.โ€ ย  ย  Newt blinked, not fully believing heโ€™d heard what he thought he heard. ย  ย  โ€œShe loves you,โ€ said Theseus. ย  ย  โ€œShe loves you too,โ€ Newt reminded him. ย  ย  โ€œI know. And we both love her.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œAnd we both love her.โ€ ย  ย  ย It was as simple as that. ย  ย  โ€œThank you, Theseus,โ€ said Newt. ย  ย  Theseus scoffed and playfully pushed Newtโ€™s shoulder. ย  ย  โ€œHappy Christmas, Newt.โ€ ย  ย  โ€œHappy Christmas, Theseus.โ€
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blue-sadie ยท 1 year ago
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Glow Of The Embers
Newt x Greenie Reader
Summary: the warmth of the fire can make you quite tired
Warning: kinda short
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The fire was slowly dying the remaining light giving the ground around it a golden glow, there was only a few remaining the rest had all gone to bed.
You and newt were sitting by the fire against an old log gally and his 'boys' pulled out the woods, newt was rambling on about the maze and glade as he started into the fire not realizing your slowly slouching figure.
"I'm even pretty sure sure gally shat his pants his first day stupid buger" he laughed glancing at you only to see you half asleep, he smiled to himself as he stared at your face.
This was the first time he actually could get a good look at you and he hopes it won't be the last, he noticed how calm you looked and how your fingers twitched in your sleep.
He gently wrapped on one his arms around your shoulder and guided you to lay your head on his shoulder, his chests blushed a light red as he turned his gaze back to the fire.
The flames were no more then little flickers now but the embers still glowed a deep red giving the warmth they needed, newt mouthed 'goodnight' to minho who was the last one to leave so it was just you and him.
He glanced at you, you seemed so familiar like a distant memory but it was on the tip of his tongue, his body tensed as you snuggled into him letting out soft snores, he immediately relaxed and bowed his head his chest vibrated with a quiet laugh.
He slowly went back to racking through his mind trying to see if he could remember anything before the maze but all he could remember was blurred faces and fuzzy voices the only one he can really make out sounded like yours but it was distant.
It sounded as if the distance between him and the person was getting bigger like they were being pulled away, the words he heard clearly were "don't forget me I'll find you" and then all he could hear was ringing.
He leaned his head onto yours slowly, breathing in the last of the warmth as he too started to feel tired his eyes lids started to feel heavy and every few seconds he let out a few yawns.
"Even though I do not remember I hope we can make more memories together"
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isaacarellanesismyhusband ยท 3 months ago
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to me, youโ€™reโ€ฆ everything
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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 wasnโ€™t a man who spoke in sonnets or filled the air with flowery words. But Merlin, if he didnโ€™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 himโ€”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 hadnโ€™t yet opened. They werenโ€™t grand declarations, but simple, precious things: โ€œI saw a bowtruckle today that reminded me of how strong you are.โ€ Or, โ€œYou light up a room more than any Lumos spell ever could.โ€
Today, however, he was more bashful than usual, and you had a suspicion why. There had been murmurs of something special on the horizonโ€”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 whoโ€™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. โ€œAh, Y/N,โ€ he murmured, pushing his hair back in that endearing, slightly awkward way of his. โ€œI didnโ€™t hear you come in.โ€
โ€œI could watch you all day and never get bored,โ€ 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. โ€œI, uh, I have something for you,โ€ 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. โ€œOh? What is it?โ€
Without a word, he led you to his caseโ€”the one you knew so well by nowโ€”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. Somethingโ€ฆ softer.
It was then you saw itโ€”a delicate little creature with pastel wings fluttering just above the ground, surrounded by flowers that you couldnโ€™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.
โ€œI, um,โ€ he began, โ€œI found her a few months ago on one of my trips, and sheโ€™s been rather shy. But when I told her about you, sheโ€”well, she seemed to perk up. I thought maybe she wanted to meet you.โ€
Your heart melted. It wasnโ€™t just the creature itselfโ€”although it was undeniably one of the most beautiful things youโ€™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 couldnโ€™t help but laugh softly. โ€œYouโ€™re incredible, Newt,โ€ you whispered, moving closer to him until your hand found his. โ€œHow do you always manage to make me feel like the most special person in the world?โ€
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 youโ€™d come to love. โ€œBecause you are, Y/N,โ€ he said softly, his voice as gentle as the breeze. โ€œTo me, youโ€™reโ€ฆ everything.โ€
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.
โ€œI love you, Newt,โ€ 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. โ€œI love you too, Y/N,โ€ he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. โ€œMore than words can ever say.โ€
And in that moment, with the magical world swirling around you, and Newtโ€™s hand warm and steady in yours, you knew that you had found the kind of love most people could only dream ofโ€”the kind of love that was quiet and constant, full of wonder and care. It wasnโ€™t flashy or loud, but it was real, and it was yours.
And that was all you ever needed.
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dovesdreaming ยท 3 months ago
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A home full of magic
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Summary: You and newt share a quiet life together after all your adventures. You are both surrounded by magical creatures, tending to them in your cozy home. The life you had built with newt was one full of love, warmth and a dash of magic. This is a snippet into the days you share together.
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The sun filtered gently through the curtains of your small, cozy home as you stirred awake, feeling the warmth of the blankets around you and the familiar weight of Newt's arm draped across your waist. The early morning light bathed the room in a soft, golden glow, and for a moment, you simply lay there, enjoying the peacefulness that had become such a cherished part of your life.
You could hear the faint rustling of leaves from the trees outside and the distant chirping of birds, but it was the quiet hum of magic that truly made this place feel like home. It was the sound of creatures stirring in their habitats, of enchanted objects quietly working their spells, and of Newtโ€™s steady breathing beside you, a constant reminder that you were never alone. As if sensing you were awake, Newt shifted slightly, his arm tightening around you in a gentle, unconscious embrace. You smiled to yourself, turning to face him. His eyes were still closed, his hair tousled and falling into his face, making him look even more boyish and endearing. You resisted the urge to brush the strands aside, not wanting to disturb his sleep. Instead, you took a moment to simply watch him, your heart swelling with love. How had you gotten so lucky? This was a man who had seen the wonders and dangers of the world, who had faced down the most fearsome creatures with bravery and compassion. And yet, here he was, in this quiet moment, looking so serene, so content.
But as much as you loved these peaceful mornings, you knew that the creatures in your care wouldnโ€™t wait forever. So, with a soft sigh, you carefully slipped out of Newtโ€™s grasp, trying not to wake him. As you swung your feet to the floor, a soft, curious chirp caught your attention. You turned to see a small Bowtruckle peeking out from the pocket of Newtโ€™s coat, which was draped over a nearby chair. โ€œGood morning, Pickettโ€ you whispered, reaching out to let the little creature crawl onto your hand. He nuzzled your fingers affectionately, and you couldnโ€™t help but smile.
โ€œYouโ€™re up earlyโ€ Newtโ€™s groggy voice mumbled from the bed, and you looked over to see him blinking sleepily at you. โ€œI didnโ€™t mean to wake youโ€ you said apologetically, though your smile widened as he sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. โ€œItโ€™s alrightโ€ he replied, his voice still heavy with sleep. He stretched, letting out a contented sigh, before his gaze settled on you with a soft, affectionate smile. โ€œBut Iโ€™m glad you didโ€. You couldnโ€™t help the warmth that spread through your chest at his words. Even after all this time, he still had a way of making your heart flutter with just a look.
โ€œCome onโ€ you said, holding out your hand to him, Pickett still clinging to your fingers. โ€œLetโ€™s check on the creatures before breakfastโ€. Newtโ€™s eyes lit up at the mention of the creatures, and he was out of bed in an instant, his enthusiasm as boundless as ever. You chuckled at his eagerness, following him as he practically bounded out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the main area of your home, which served as both a living space and a sanctuary for the various magical creatures under your care. The room was filled with the soft glow of morning light, illuminating the various habitats and enclosures scattered around the space. A soft cooing sound greeted you as you entered, and you looked over to see a baby Niffler poking its head out of its nest, its beady eyes gleaming with curiosity. โ€œGood morning, little oneโ€ Newt murmured as he approached the Niffler, reaching out to gently scratch behind its ear. The creature leaned into his touch, its tiny nose twitching as it sniffed at the air. You couldnโ€™t help but smile at the sight. This was the life you had always dreamed of. One filled with love, magic, and the simple joys of caring for the creatures that you and Newt both adored.
As Newt continued to check on the various creatures, you busied yourself with preparing breakfast, the aroma of fresh bread and eggs filling the air. It wasnโ€™t long before Newt joined you, his cheeks flushed with excitement as he recounted a small breakthrough heโ€™d had with one of the more temperamental creatures. You listened with rapt attention, your heart swelling with affection as he animatedly described the creatureโ€™s behavior. Even after all this time, his passion for his work never ceased to amaze you. It was one of the many things you loved about him. His boundless curiosity, his gentle heart, and the way he saw beauty in even the most misunderstood creatures.
After breakfast, the two of you spent the day tending to the creatures together, your movements synchronized from years of working side by side. Whether it was feeding the baby Niffler or gently coaxing a stubborn Mooncalf out of hiding, every task felt like a shared act of love, a bond that grew stronger with each passing day.
As the afternoon sun began to dip low in the sky, casting long shadows across the room, you found yourself sitting on the floor with Newt, your back resting against his as you both enjoyed a moment of quiet. The creatures had been fed, their habitats cleaned, and now they were settling down for the evening, the soft sounds of their contentment filling the air. You felt Newt shift slightly behind you, and a moment later, his hand found yours, his fingers intertwining with your own. You squeezed his hand gently, leaning your head back to rest against his shoulder. โ€œThis is niceโ€ you murmured, closing your eyes as you soaked in the warmth of the moment. โ€œMmโ€ Newt agreed, his voice a soft rumble in your ear. โ€œIt really isโ€.
You sat like that for a while, simply enjoying the feeling of being close to each other. There was no need for words. Everything you wanted to say was conveyed through the simple touch of his hand, the steady beat of his heart against your back. Eventually, as the sky outside began to darken, you reluctantly pulled away, knowing that there were still a few tasks left to complete before the day was done. But as you moved to stand, Newt caught your hand, pulling you back down beside him. โ€œStayโ€ he whispered, his eyes soft and earnest as they met yours. You hesitated for only a moment before nodding, a smile tugging at your lips as you settled back down beside him. Newt wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as the two of you watched the stars begin to twinkle in the night sky outside the window. As the first stars appeared, you felt a sense of contentment settle over you, a feeling that you were exactly where you were meant to be. Here, in this little corner of the world, surrounded by magic and love, you had found your home. And as you sat there in Newtโ€™s arms, the warmth of his embrace filling you with a sense of peace, you knew that you wouldnโ€™t trade this life for anything.
This was your happily ever after. An ordinary, magical life with Newt and his creatures. And you wouldnโ€™t have it any other way.
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๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š’๐š›๐š• | ๐™ผ๐š’๐š—๐š‘๐š˜ ๐šก ๐™ต๐šŽ๐š– ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›
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๐‘ป๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’๐’Š๐’”๐’• | ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’”๐’•
๐’‚/๐’: ๐‘ฏ๐’Š๐’Š, ๐’”๐’ ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’Š๐’•'๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’†, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’”๐’๐’“๐’“๐’š ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’”๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’”๐’š ๐’“๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’๐’‘๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’„๐’‚๐’–๐’”๐’† ๐‘ฐ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†๐’… ๐’˜๐’“๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’•
๐’”๐’–๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’‚๐’“๐’š: ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’Š๐’„๐’Œ๐’†๐’…, ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’Ž๐’†๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’๐’“๐’Ž๐’‚๐’, ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š ๐’๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’„๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’”๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’„๐’‚๐’–๐’”๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” ๐’•๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’–, ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’•๐’“๐’–๐’•๐’‰, ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’๐’“ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’†
๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’”/๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’†๐’๐’•: ๐’„๐’“๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’“ ๐’”๐’˜๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’‡๐’‡, ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’”๐’•, ๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’” ๐’๐’‡ ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’‰, ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’“๐’”, ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’๐’…, ๐’”๐’•๐’–๐’๐’ˆ
๐‘พ๐’๐’“๐’… ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’•: ๐Ÿ‘๐’Œ
The day you first entered the maze you knew something was off, not just the obvious fast that you were a girl in a glade full of boys but also your memories. You remembered. And not just the little bits and pieces the other boys did but you remembered faces, names, and the maze.
You didn't know the reason why you'd been sent to the maze, and you didn't remember who had sent you there but you remembered the maze and the glade, as if you'd been their before or seen it somewhere. You remembered the boys, you recognized their faces and that freaked you out more than you let yourself know. But there was one boy who you recognized more than the rest, you knew his name before he told you it and you knew he was a runner.
Minho.
You never shared this with any of the boys for you knew that they would most likely throw you in the maze to die. You feared everyone when you realized it, feared they would kill you, slice you in half and string you up for everyone to remember, so you stayed away from everyone and never talked. You felt something deep in your chest that made you feel as if you were different from them, as if you were sent here for different reasons. And it scared you.
All the boys were really nice to you, they all tired to get you come out of your shell, they would tell you it was okay to be scared but they didn't understand the reasons you were scared in the first place. You didn't fear the maze or the things that were inside, you feared them, and your secret.
And after two months of silence from you they all begun to wonder and worry. They made up their own conclusions as to why you never spoke and why you shut down whenever they came near. Some said you were just a scared little girl, others said you were mute and the rest said you were stupid. They were a wrong, they didn't know a thing about anything. About the maze, about the people who sent you all here. They were as clueless as a lamb for the slaughter.
But you hated it in there, you hated being trapped, you hated being the only one with memories and you hated that you didn't know why the hell they put you in there. Why they put all of them in there. No matter how hard you raked your brain you just couldn't think of one reason.
"Minho," You were surprised at the sound of your voice, it was a lot different than you had expected, and Minho who had turned around so fast that the water in his cup splashed all over your face must have thought the same thing.
That morning you had woken up and thought enough was enough, you were going to stop hiding around and wallowing in your own self pity and do something to get out. You were done with not talking, you were done with ignoring everyone and you were done with wondering how the hell to get out of here. It was time to go in there and see for yourself. And Minho was the one and only way to do that.
"Holy shuck," He whispered, stepping closer to your wet form, he didn't seem to notice how your face was dripping or it was just that he didn't care. His face was full of shock, or was it awe? You didn't know, all you did know was the way Minho was looking at you right now made your stomach turn in a way you've never felt before. "Say that again,"
"Do you not see my face?" You questioned, refuring to the water still dripping off. Then it seemed to click. His eyes widened and a small smirk made way on his face. One that you loved.
"Sorry," He said as he tired wiping it away with his sleeve, which only irritated you more. You pushed his arm away but he didn't even seem to care, for the look in his eyes never vanished. He seemed as if in a daze, or dream.
"Will you stop?" You questioned, shifting under his stare.
"Stop what?"
"That,"
"What?"
"Never mind its not important, what is important is why I came to talk to you," You said with a roll of your eyes, this only made the boy worse it seemed. You furrowed your brows but continued. "Uh anyways. I came here because I wanted to ask you about becoming a runner," It grew silent for what felt like forever, as if he was processing what you had just said.
"Are you joking?"
"Does it look like I joke?" He scanned your serious face for what also felt like forever.
"You? The girl whose never said a single word since she came from the box for who knows why wants to become a runner?" You nodded. And then he started laughing. You stared, watched and waited until he was done. Your jaw was clenched as were your fits. You did not find this funny.
"I'm serous. I think I can help,"
"I don't think so shebean," He patted the top of your head as if you were some child which only added to the irritation. You slapped his hand away before grabbing him by the coler of his shift and pulled his stunned face twards yours, your lips close, and your eyes never left his wide ones.
"Don't treat me like a child Minho. I know you must think the reason why I didn't talk was because I was scared but you sorely wrong. I know more than you think about the maze, I know I can help you, I can help us all get out. I know you haven't found a way out, I know you've searched the whole damn place and still nothing. You've lost hope and you think there is no way out, but I know there is and I can help you find it," He stood there shocked, his mouth opened but he didn't have a word to say.
"Okay," And thats how you became a runner. For the next week you trained and then finally you went into the maze. And it was like you expected, all familiar. You didn't feel scared as you ran next to Minho, and you realized how you already started turning before Minho had even told you were to go, as if you knew the way.
And Minho noticed this. He noticed it all. He saw the way you knew the maze as if it were written on the back of your hand, he saw the way you knew the order to which walls would open what days and it was starting to scare him. You knew far to much for someone who just started. But as much as it scared him he never said a word, he was going to at first but than something happened.
You happened.
He started to fall for you, and he hated himself for it. He was like every other shuck face in the stupid glade. But he didn't care, for when he was with you which seemed to be all the time, he felt as if he weren't in the glade, he felt as if they weren't trapped in a death prison with no escape. He felt alive, he felt sane and he felt a sense of normality.
And he just couldn't seem to get enough of you, you felt like a drug to him, and he caught himself thinking about you at the most random times, he would think about you in the dead of night, when everyone was asleep he was up, thinking about you. And he just couldn't keep you out of his head, no matter how hard he tried it just seemed impossible.
As for you, you felt a connection with the boy, one you've never felt, one you never thought could even be possible. He was like you other half, as if someone had ripped you apart and know you had found each other, making the other whole again. But you were still scared, each night you would have dreams, each reveling more and more of the past, and each one was filled with Minho.
You didn't know if they were just dreams or if they were memories, you hoped each morning they were just dreams for what you did to him was something you knew he would never forgive you for, something he would maybe even kill you for.
So you kept you mouth shut about them as-well.
And after three months another greenie had come up, one that you recognized in an instant, and before you even remembered his name you did. You had seen him in your dreams, but he was different, he was reblouse, and you knew he did something to get him put down here, but you just couldn't remember what it was. And it was driving you crazy. For you had little bits and pieces of it but not the full puzzle.
And too soon, much to soon the boy became a runner, a lot of things started going wrong the second he showed up, and everyone saw this. But no one said a word about it other than Gally of course. But the rest saw hope in him, a hope that maybe he was the key to getting out, so when Minho had declared him a runner everyone kept their mouths shut when you three entered the maze.
But that day, was a day you would never forget, a day you wished never happened, a day he wished never happened.
You were running a good distance behind Thomas and Minho, looking around the maze when you spotted it. It looked awful, worse than any nightmare, worse than any monster and you new that you wouldn't be able to get away from this thing. It was too close.
But you tired anyways, yelling out to the boys and running faster than you had before, the greavior right at your heels, screaming and snapping its jaw as if trying to catch you in its mouth.
When Minho saw you he knew, and it made his heart drop, it was too close, it was too fast, and you were already tired from the run. He could see you struggling to keep moving, he felt sick to his stomach when he saw the cold fear laced in your eyes, he wanted to run towards you and take your place but Thomas grabbed his shirt pulling him to run before him.
But Minho stopped running altogether the second he heard your screams, screams he knew he'd hear in his nightmares, screams that made his heart shatter into a million pieces. He turned around, his eyes going towards your screaming and bloody form that was laid on the cold stone floor. The greivor was on-top of you, its jaw inches from your crying face, the only thing that kept it away was the stick that was pressed agents it, one that you must have found near you.
He had never heard cries or screams like this and he hopped he would never hear them again. He tired running towards you but thomas held him back, yelling at him to keep going and how it was to late for you, but Minho was barely listening to him, his eyes were fixed on you. He felt his whole body shaking, he thought he might cry, yell something, anything. This couldn't be your ending. He didn't even get to say everything he wanted to. He never told you his feelings, or how much he thought about you, or how he craved to be kissed by you or even just hugged by you.
It all felt as if it were happening in slow motion, Thomas's yelling was background noise, as was you, all he could hear were the same thoughts in his head. You can't leave her. You can't leave her. You love her. You love her! They were yelling at him. His heart felt as if it would explode, he just wanted this nightmare to end. It had to end now!
You screamed louder, so loud that Minho was sure they heard you from all the way in the glade. You felt something stab your side and just like that you blacked out.
Minho and Thomas ran towards you the second the greavior ran off, leaving you there, bloody, crying and violent. You were stung. Dread filled both boys when they saw you, how you acted. They knew. And no matter what you were ruined.
They dragged your body back to the glade, all of the boys were already at the opening. They must have heard your screams.
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You woke up with a gasp, sitting up with wide eyes as you looked around the room, trying to figure out where the hell you were. The room was dark, and empty except for a body that was slouched over on a chair. Minho.
You tired moving off the bed but this only woke him, cauing him to move towards you, worry written all over his face. You back away, tears coming to your eyes and your hands pushing at him. He was confused, and looked to be scared. You don't think you've ever seen him scared.
"Y/N wha-"
"Get away from me!" You yelled, falling off the bed completely when he tired to reach out to you again. You were quick to stand up but he was also quick to reach you.
"What the shuck is going o-"
"Stop Minho please don't come near-"
"Why not!? What did I do? What did you see?" Your hands were shaking, your face was wet and you were so scared. He could see it. And it only made him more and more worried.
"You," He blinked, confusion taking over all other emotion.
"What?"
"I saw." You paused, catching your breath and calming your nerves. "I saw you,"
"What did you see?" He asked again. Stepping a little closer. You looked at the ground, knowing if you told him you might lose him forever. You had grown to love him, and you were starting to wonder if maybe he felt the same.
"You will hate me Minho,"
"I couldn't ever hate you." You shock your head. He was right in front of you now. You could see his shoes and feel his warmed. He lifted your chin, his eyes connecting with yours. "It doesnt matter what you saw."
"Yes it does," You whispered, taking his hand away from your face. "Minho. I did this to you." His brows furrowed.
"Did what?" He already knew what you were talking about and he didn't know why he was even asking, but he wanted to hear it from you.
"I put you in here. The whole time you were here I was-I was watching from the other side. I saw everything that happened to you. I was in charge of you Minho," He blinked. And everything clicked. Why you knew so much about the maze. He didn't even know what to say, he didn't know how to react.
"What?" His voice was quiet, you've never heard him so quiet. He seemed confused, betrayed and hurt. He backed away from you causing your heart to drop to your stomach.
"I-I was your doctor, I did the tests. You were my test subject, you were the one I was responsible for..." You stopped, your voice breaking when you saw a tear slip from his eyes.
"You?" He was hurt, his heart was shattered. "You did this to me!" He yelled, making you flinch. He trusted you, more than he's ever trusted anyone else before, he fucking fell in love with you. And you were behind all of this! He couldn't believe his ears. He didn't want to believe it.
"I'm so sorry-"
"Sorry doesn't do shit! It doesn't make it all better! No matter what you fucking sa..." He paused, looking at the ground as you heard a sob. "You did this damage to me, to us. You traumatized us all and for what?"
"I-I don-" He moved so fast, so fast that you got wiplash. He pushed you agents the wall, taking both hands and pinning them to the wall.
"You what!?" He yelled. You let out a sob, shaking your head as you looked down. "Look at me!" You didn't do it, you couldn't look into his eyes without it ripping your soul into pieces. But he lifted your chin up, making you look into his eyes. "You what?"
"I don't know why, it hasn't all come back to me yet," he let go of you and took a step back, giving a small laugh as he shock his head.
"Isn't that fucking convenient," You were scared. He never acted this way. "You don't remember why. But it must have been pretty fucking important if it meant to traumatize and experiment on teenagers. Fucking children!"
"But that isn't me anymore!" You yelled back. "I don't know who that girl is anymore. I don..." You felt as if you were going to have a panic attack, you didn't know how to explain it to him, and you were so scared you had just lost him forever.
"Y/N?" His voice was like a background noise. You felt lightheaded and so warm. This wasn't good. You felt yourself waver and stumble. And soon he was right by your side, holding onto you so you wouldnt fall.
"Minho," You cried. "I know. I know you hate me right now," You felt as if you were going to black out at any moment now but you had to say this before. "But I would never do anything she did. I would never hurt you, and I'm so sorry I did," You were only being held up my Minho at this point. You couldn't see his face, you couldn't hear his voice. And then you blacked out.
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Late Night Cutie Pie
Newt Scamander X Knight Bus Worker! Reader
((Can be read as platonic))
While working on the bus, a famous little face pops itself into the open doors. A sweetheart thatโ€™s been stressed out of his mind, and you do what you do best. Help those in need. Along with show you might have a talent for Nifflers, on top of a talent for flustering Magizoologists
Warnings: very adorable fluff, tooth rotting fluff, fluster newt, newt being painfully adorable, and of course TEDDY SHENANIGANS
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โ€œOoooo we got a celebrity joining us tonight-!โ€ You heard you coworker, a talking head, shout to you. You wondered who that could be, as you finished tidying up the beds. Ready for whatever lost soul is needing a good rest. Pillows fluffed, blankets laid out, and wheels oiled to keep people from flying.
โ€œOh no no. Im not celebrity-โ€œ A almost timid voice would speak, as you hurried down from the upper floor. Once your shoes hit the ground, your eyes went wide with who they landed on. A man in a blue jacket, fluffy hair, and a suit case in hand. Newt Scamander. In the flesh.
โ€œNo way-โ€œ You whispered, before those big blue eyes were on you. He gave a shy little wave, before rummaging in his pocket. Pulling out his ticket, and snapping you back to reality. As instinct, you were quick to sort it out. Not even needing to look at your hands, as you kept them on him. Snip, snap, POP, done!
โ€œNormally we never pry, but uh. Whatโ€™s a guy like you doing on a bus like ours-?โ€ You asked. You were a Knight Bus Worker. You had to be social, after all. So being direct with people, no matter the face, is an important skill to have. One that was leaving him embarrassed.
โ€œWell, seems you know who I am. Guess you can kinda put two and two together. Not many people trust that Iโ€™ll keep my friends under control.โ€ He admits, with a smile that said it hurt him. They were animals. Not their fault after all. You wonโ€™t lie, though. Itโ€™s touching how he would simply turn those people away. Compared to following their rules, and leaving his friends behind.
โ€œI mean, weโ€™ve had the shadiest people come on here. Better to have Hippogriff shit on the bed than human shit. Least with a bird like that, you know they couldnโ€™t help it.โ€ You would put, rather bluntly, which had him smile. Knowing he wouldnโ€™t be a burden to anyone on the bus, given you were being very direct with him. Compared to sugar coating, or babying him because of his Hufflepuff nature. People tended to do that, and even he was getting annoyed. A welcome change it was.
โ€œIโ€™ll take you to the upper floor, so you can have more room. Not a lot of people go up there, because of motion sickness. So youโ€™ll have plenty of room to stretch your legs-!โ€ You comforted, as you were making his night. A place to actually rest, and work with his care. You were just his angel. He wanted to hug you so badly, and you can tell with his arms tensing. Once a Hufflepuff, always a Hufflepuff.
โ€œBring it in-โ€œ You reassured, and he nearly lifted you off the ground. Made you wheeze, but you couldnโ€™t deny it. Hufflepuffs gave the best hugs. Not many people liked to treat you more than part of the bus, so it was a very nice change. Felt good to get a hug.
โ€œTruly, I am so grateful. Be nice to sleep in a bed for a while. Not to say I do not enjoy nature, but we all live in certain environments for a reason after all." The older man said, when he finally set you free. Must be so hard, world traveling. Maybe he was home sick, so he was back in England for a while. Maybe animals were in need. Who knows! You just know he needed rest.
"Come on up then." You would escort him to the second floor of the double decker bus, and would lead him to a freshly made bed. You also made sure the frame was secure, wheels smooth, anything that could cause issues in his stay. Just wanting him to get some rest. As you did, you were not aware of Newt having a panic attack behind you. The moment you turned; he quickly hid his suitcase. Smiling big, with eyes darting everywhere.
"Doing alright? Seem a bit shaken, what's up?" You asked, as he keeps his nervous smile. A tug at his collar, before his eyes were now staring at something behind you. That made you raise a brow, before you slowly turned around. Just as you did, something jumped on you. You gave a shout, before you were tumbling into the once Hufflepuff. Both of you crashing to the ground.
"TEDDY-! NO! WEVE BEEN OVER THIS-!" You heard him shout, as you were helped up. Now you had a niffler choking you out, given he was dangling off your lanyard. Now knowing it was a niffler, you weren't upset. Your lanyard had many shiny pins and buttons. It can't be helped.
"Aw, you want a pin?" You cooed, as you soon scooped the little gremlin into your arms. Him still holding the lanyard, as Newt calmed down. Surprised to see Teddy calm as well. Just looking up at you with those big eyes. Sparkling with desire. You knew what to do, given many a child has ridden the bus. For one reason or another.
"Here is a nice shiny pin, all for you." You smiled, as you rummaged in your pocket. Soon you had a pin in hand, designed to look like the knight bus. With glittery windows, that made it sparkle like stars. That had the niffler let go of the lanyard, and make grabby hands for the pin. Into his tiny hands it went, and he hugged it tightly. A little chirp of happiness, before it went into his pouch. Safe and sound. Now he was satisfied, for the time being.
"Amazing..." Newt whispered, before he would take Teddy back. The little guy was quick to pull the new possession out, and showed it to his dad. Newt gave a 'ooo' and his eyes sparkled all the same. Just like a father, to a toddler. Melted your heart, to see a bond. How he kissed Teddy's head, and he gave chirps of joy.
"You have a talent for animals, I can see it clear as day. Teddy is always a handful, but like that you had it under control. No panic, and quick to find a solution. Amazing." He praised you, resulting a heavy blush on your face. What a praise and honor it was. Newt Scamander, praising your skills.
"Toddlers and nifflers are basically the same thing." You brushed off, before the bus was quick to make its sharp stop. You didnt move a inch, of course, but the father and son went flying. You winced, when Newt slammed into the window. He did, however, made sure to keep teddy wrapped around his arms. Pressed into his chest, so that the little thing suffered as little damage as possible. Such a pure soul.
"There is a reason we have complinetry sleeping potions and pain killers. Check the bedside table, back to work I go!" You waved goodbye, with Teddy waving bye as well. Since his dad was busy with new back pain.
Just like how it always was. Taking tickets, escorting newbies, comforting lost children, punching a drunk here and there. A typical night for the bus. As it was getting closer to the end of your shift, you would go and check on the famous celebrity. Up the stairs, and to the second floor.
There he was. His brief case locked to the bed frame, with an enchanted chain, and his coat hung up. His face pressed into the pillow, showing his knocked out face. Drooling, in a much needed rest. All the while little Teddy was snuggled close to his father. His face tucked under the manโ€™s chin, and tiny hands hugging his dress shirt close. Safe, under the manโ€™s arm.
You would sneak over, and make sure the blanket was pulled high enough for him and Teddy. Poor souls needed it. You wouldnโ€™t be surprised if he would spend a few nights here. As if you would complain. The company would be needed, and who knows. Maybe a Pest Control guy would be needed. Sure get wild animagi coming in sometimes.
With Newt tucked in, and adjusting the pillow for Teddy, you would return down the stairs. All to be teased by that talking head for growing overly friendly with the celebrity. All it took was a flick, and he was spinning. That had you laugh, as you stretched.
Never a dull night, on that bus.
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sleepless
n. scamander x f!reader
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look at him omg
summary: you pull an all-nighter to help newt with his book. he just so happens to think you look very cute while struggling to stay awake for him.
words: idk not a lot
warnings: very old blurb from when fbawtft first came out omg. just fluff tho. minors dni tho BACK I SAY!!!
You loved Newt's creatures almost more than you loved Newt himself. You loved working on his book with him, you loved taking care of the creatures. But sometimes life caught up to you, and you suddenly realized you hadn't slept in the last 24 hours. It was 11 PM, the last time you had actually slept was 24 hours ago when you woke up in the middle of the night to Frank carrying on in his biome.
You smiled when you remembered how Newt tried to pull you back into bed when you went to see if Frank was okay. Then you told him what you heard and he was out the door before you stood up. You looked back up at Pickett and scribbled some more in your notebook. Pickett tried to run off the table, but you put your hand in front of him to stop him.
"Now, Pickett. I told you he'd only be a moment," You scolded Pickett and put him back on the table. He stuck his tiny tongue out at you. You did the same. You bowed your head to sketch some more, and could feel yourself slowly drifting. You blinked prufsely, and tried to stay awake, to no avail. You closed your eyes in defeat and gradually slipped into a light slumber. You could feel two warm hands begin to massage your shoulders whilst you were half awake.
"Darling?" Newt's voice echoed in your mind. "Darling, are you okay?" Your head flew up, your head now right next to Newt's as he continued to massage your neck and back. He chuckled and kissed your neck gently.
"Let's go to bed, love," He suggested as he squeezed your chest and bit your ear. You smiled and moaned quietly.
"I would love that," You whispered in his ear. Pickett screeched, which made you remember how tired you were. "But I haven't slept in legitimately 24 hours," He kissed your neck once more before he gathered your things in his arms. You stood up from the bench and carried Pickett to his tree home. Newt waited for you with his arm stretched out, a signal for you to take his hand. You did so, and he lead you to the cottage the two of you shared. You went straight into the bedroom, and Newt, however, stacked your things neatly on the kitchen table and changed into more comfortable clothes before he joined you in bed.
"I love you, Y/N," He whispered as he brushed a strand of hair out of your face with his middle finger.
"I love you too," You replied. You scooted closer to him and placed a gentle kiss on his nose. Before you could pull away, he rested his hand on the back of your head and pulled you in for a kiss.
"As much as I would love to stay up kiss you, darling, you must get to sleep. Now, I love you more than anything-" He was cut off by your snoring. He smiled and kissed your forehead.
"I love you too," You replied in your sleep. He blushed and wrapped his arms around you.
"Sweet dreams, my sleepless love,"
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