Here’s another sneak peek for the final chappy of Home, which I’m aiming to post in June (60 drawings + Lupus = Julie needs extra time) but now it’s 42 paintings down, 18 to go!! Thanks for your unending patience ♥
Just found you’re account a few days ago, and I was just wondering if I could
request? I honestly love your write so much. ❤️ if you could wright a newt
scamander imagine where Newt leaves the reader for Leta (set in hogwarts) and
they don’t talk until like some point? Idk. please make it angst but with a
happy ending? Thanks!
currently open! Feel free to send one in
You spot Newt’s lanky frame curled up in the grassy spot near the lake, knees against his chest and hands around his knees as he stares out over the water, His shaggy hair blows like the waves in the breeze. You can’t fight your smile as you watch him absentmindedly brush his hair from his eyes. You reach into your pocket, forgetting that your gift is back in your room, hidden between the pages of your transfiguration textbook. You remind yourself that it’s only one more day before you can give it to him. One more day.
He doesn’t hear you approaching, jumping at your voice when you call out to him.
“There you are.” The words are a routine, a joke from nearly a year ago when Newt had approached you with shaking hands.
Newt starts to stand, but stops when you shake your head and toss your books onto the ground, plopping down next to him. “Here I am.” He says, scooting over as you take his hand.
“Studied any amazing creatures lately? It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve seen you.”
Newt’s smile is small. “It’s only been a week and a half.”
You raise your eyebrows and lean back. “Sure feels like forever.”
Newt stares at your joined hands. “Maybe.”
The breeze slows, leaving only the warm sunshine to brush your face. “It’s beautiful out. I hope it stays this way for tomorrow.”
You don’t notice the change in Newt’s tone as you chatter on. “Wow, can you believe it’s been a year? Isn’t a picnic the perfect way to celebrate a year together?”
Looking back on your past, your life has never been anything out of the ordinary. Although your parents had left you on one mysterious night, leaving you little to no explanations, you live out the rest of your years residing in a new town under the custody of your aunt. That is, until you return to your hometown to investigate the whereabouts of your parents during your senior year in high school. It was that fateful decision that led you to find a boy collapsed on your front porch one night, wounds gaping and life fading when your entire life is spun out of control. Somehow being dragged into a life of crimes in the underground business of his, you discover the twisted secrets hidden behind the world you thought you had known all along.