it's not funny

Summoning him
  • England, talking to America: Remember, America, you can't say the word if you don't want to summon...him
  • America: what word?
  • England: *looks left*
  • England: *looks right*
  • England: *looks up*
  • England, leaning closer to America, whispers: memes
  • Russia: *falls from ground* did I hear memes
Gramander Cute Nerd/Bad Boy AU

Right so, thinking of who would fill the position of the cute nerd, I bet some of you think Newt would be perfect for the role. Well, he is. But seriously, please consider Percival Graves as the cute nerd. He’s smart, hard-working, sharp, fully dedicated to his role as the prefect of the wampus house. He’s a bit hardcore at times, a pain in the ass in others and a terror 24/7 but he’s a total sweetie on the inside. He checks on the kids who come from a bad home life, make sure nobody touches his ‘kittens’ and can be counted to boost morale when the wampus house is doing bad in inter-house competitions. 

He’s not particularly thrilled with having Newt Scamander transfer to Ilvermony after being expelled from Hogwarts but he does highly recommended by Albus Dumbledore so there’s that. Except, he’s been trouble since his first day. Bringing in stray creatures, breaking rules, causing magical accidents where thankfully nobody has been hurt. Newt Scamander is an adorable accidental bad boy. Graves is grateful not to have the boy sorted into his house, the boy being sorted into Thunderbird, but he’s a headache for prefects of any house.

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Newtina Headcanon | Dragon-Pox

One day, four-year-old Leo contracts dragon-pox. He’s admitted to St. Mungo’s immediately, but with the war heating up it’s difficult to import medicine or ingredients - the hospitals are already full with sick or injured people.

Tina panics, naturally, having lost both her parents to dragon-pox - in fact, she’s inconsolable. She cannot lose one of her children, especially not her youngest who is so sweet and innocent, who looks like his daddy, who is quiet and kind. She sits in the bedroom and writes to Queenie frantically - she needs to talk to her sister, to distract herself if nothing else. Unsurprisingly, it doesn’t work.

Newt, of course, has two responses: though he tries not to worry usually, it’s hard when his son is gravely-sick - worry is the first response. He worries for Leo, he worries for Phoenix and Linnet (only eight and six), he worries for the beasts - but most of all he worries for Tina. His second response is to try and take care of his family as best as he can; he spends hours in the case with his eldest children and beasts, hours visiting the hospital, nights comforting his crying wife. It’s one of those rare instances where she absolutely breaks down, and it’s not difficult to see why.

Phoenix is the oldest - he’s meant to protect his younger siblings, but he can’t protect his brother from this. He lets Linnet hug him, tries to make her smile, does anything to make her happy. Sometimes he hugs his mother or father, letting them know he’s there.

Linnet just wants her brother back so that they can all be happy again. She doesn’t play pranks during this time. She doesn’t laugh or play hide-and-seek with Dougal.

Leo recovers within a month, thankfully: he’s truly a lion-hearted fighter. Gradually he becomes well-enough to come home, and then enough to help look after the creatures in the case again. Slowly the family recovers and they go back to an almost normal existence.

But Newt remembers. He remembers the petrified look on his wife’s face when they saw the green-and-purple rash, the bumps on the skin. He remembers how she locked herself in their room and wrote to Queenie frantically. He remembers her quiet sobbing in the night when she thought he wasn’t listening.

Newt doesn’t need to be able to read minds to know what she was thinking about the entire time.

Michael and Luke laying in their tour bus with barely any pants on because it’s so hot out and the AC is almost totally broken but they still manage to be holding hands because they can’t be too far apart for too long

Yoo so I’m doing it, I’m dipping my tootsies in the kagehina fanfic waters for aweekofkagehina and I’m gonna post it now before I lose my nerve. 

So this is for Day 2 and the prompt is ‘subtle’. 

In which Kageyama is the exact opposite of subtle, and Hinata is the definition of clueless.

“Come have some fucking lunch with me.”

In hindsight, Kageyama could have worded it better. He rolled the volleyball in his palms and frowned down at the stripes, twisting and turning with each spin between in fingers, and tried his hardest to fight the blush heating his cheeks.

“I have lunch with you every day, idiot.” Hinata danced from foot to foot and stretched his arms, shaking sweat-dampened locks out of his eyes. “It’s kinda weird that you’re asking.”

Kageyama hurled the ball at Hinata, who barely managed to duck away from it before it ricocheted off a tree trunk and rolled back across the grass. Hinata bent and scooped it up, then spun around on his heel.

“What the hell was that for?” He whined, and launched it back.

“Like I need a reason.” Kageyama grabbed the ball and squeezed it, eyes furious and staring at the leather, and then he said, “so are you gonna eat with me or not, dumbass?”

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One day one of Newt and Tina’s children gets dragon-pox and is admitted to St. Mungo’s for treatment immediately.

Tina is inconsolable, of course, because no she cannot lose another family member to this disease, she can’t lose one of her children. Newt responds to it by spending time with the beasts when they’re not visiting their child in the hospital, and when he’s not with the beasts he’s having to hold Tina whilst she cries - he’s never seen her like this, not in all the years they’ve known each other, and he worries for her as much as he worries for their child, as much as he worries for their entire family (beasts and children)

A cure is administered and their son/daughter makes a speedy recovery, though they still have scars. Gradually they recover enough to come home, and then enough to help look after the creatures again. Slowly the family recovers and they go back to an almost normal existence.

But Newt remembers. He remembers the petrified look on his wife’s face when they saw the green-and-purple rash, the bumps on the skin. He remembers how she locked herself in their room and wrote to Queenie frantically. He remembers her quiet sobbing in the night when she thought he wasn’t listening.

Newt doesn’t need to be able to read minds to know what she was thinking about the entire time.