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Little Thief (Newt x Reader)

Originally posted by openyoureyestothebeautyaround

Warnings: May contain a very jealous Newt and is fairly long

Prompt: The reader was forced to go on a date by Queenie. She was actually enjoying herself when she lost her mother’s ring. so where’d it go?


               (Y/n) bit her lip nervously as she glanced around the restaurant. Her fingers were tapping the table nervously. It seemed Queenie took it upon herself to set (Y/n) up with someone. But frankly she wasn’t interested in dating at all…

                Well she would date one guy. That would be the adorable, awkward, and sweet Hufflepuff, Newt Scamander. So Queenie thought (Y/n) would feel better by going out on date, but it wasn’t really helping. She sighed and glanced at her hand. Her mother’s ring glittered softly in the candle light seeming to soothe the girl’s nerves. 

                It couldn’t be so bad… Right? Right. (Y/n) took a sip of her wine hoping it would help relax her nerves. She shouldn’t be so worried about meeting some stranger. After all it was just for one night. She sighed finally feeling herself starting to relax. 


               (Y/n) giggled at what the man said. It turned out the man wasn’t too bad. He was rather amusing and seemed to genuinely like her company. “Did you really do that Jackson?”

                 The wizard laughed giving (Y/n) a charming smile. “Yes. You wouldn’t believe my mother’s disbelief when I came home that night.”

               She laughed smiling back at him. “Oh I could probably guess.” She clasped her hands together and froze realizing something.

                The ring was gone. (Y/n) shot up looking around nervously. “No no no… It can’t just vanish.” 

                 Jackson’s stood up dusting himself off. “What’s happened? What’s gone?”

                (Y/n) fell on her knees scanning the floor in search for the glittering jewel. “My mother’s ring. I was wearing it, but now it’s gone!” Her eyes drifted across the crowd trying to ignore the gaping hole in her stomach. How would she be able to find it in this crowd? 

                “Don’t worry I’m sure-…” (Y/n) blocked Jackson out the moment she saw it. A familiar black mass scurrying underneath the tables, stopping every so often to stuff other shiny items in it’s pouch. She felt her throat constrict as anger started to bubble under her skin.

                “I have to go.” She suddenly stood up slipping through the tables chasing after the niffler. The little creature shuffling quickly as he weaved between tables letting out little squeaks every time (Y/n) got close. She only froze when she saw the little creature leap at a very familiar person.

                 “What? Niffler? What did you do?” Newt Scamander was sitting at the table. He had a firm grip on the little creature as it squeaked and squirmed slightly.

                  “Why don’t you tell me what he did Newt,” (Y/n) growled crossing her arms. Her eyes narrowed at the curly haired hufflepuff. What was he even doing here? He knew she was on a date! 

                    Newt’s eyes widened instantly as he gave her a nervous smile. “(Y/n)! F-Fancy seeing you here. W-what are you doing?” (Y/n) scowled clearly not amused. Newt sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “S-sorry (Y/n)….”

                    (Y/n) sighed looking away from Newt. “You better be Newt… You made me look silly… And your innocent little Niffler,” Niffler slumped slightly feeling guilty. “stole my mother’s ring.”

                      Newt looked down at the Niffler frowning. Niffler grudgingly pulled the ring out of his pouch which Newt gladly took from him. (Y/n) took the ring from Newt and put it back on. She gazed at Newt expectantly. The man sighed and gazed at the floor shifting nervously. “I’m sorry (Y/n)… I was just worried…” Newt scowled slightly catching her off guard. “But I was going to leave when I saw you having fun with that guy…”

                        Newt was definitely acting strange. He didn’t strike (Y/n) as the jealous type. She blushed slightly as butterflies started forming in her stomach. “Newt are you… jealous?”

                         Newt’s face went blood red as he fidgeted nervously in his seat. “W-What n-n-no! O-Of course not! That’s p-preposterous!” He was nervously stroking Niffler as if he could save the wizard from his predicament. 

                          (Y/n) smiled a mischievous glint in her eyes as kissed the top of Newt’s head. “Sure you aren’t. Well then I guess I’ll just go back to Jackson.” She started to leave when someone, Newt, grabbed her wrist.

                           “No! A-Alright I w-was… j-jealous.” She giggled and turned to face Newt. The poor boy’s face was blood red and he kept fidgeting nervously. “It’s only c-cause… I um… F-F-Fancy you…” He kept nervously glancing up at (Y/n) before glancing back down.

                            She smiled and sat down across from him. “Don’t worry Newt…” She smiled at him and took his hand in hers. “I fancy you as well…”

Extra Ending:

                             “Hey where did my money go?” Someone said a little ways down.

                              (Y/n) and Newt’s eyes widened. “Niffler!” A squeak was heard and soon the two were chasing after the mischievous creature once more. 

Challenge: Write a ficlet that is exactly 250 words long

Prompt: Winning the lottery


“I’m not sure we’ll both fit,” Kara was panicking, wringing her hands and looking to Alex for guidance.

“We will,” Alex responded with more confidence than she felt, placing her foot on the ladder and preparing to join her sister in the spaceship. “Just, push the seat back or something. And hurry up! We have to get out of here before-”

The sound of her boss clearing his throat behind her cut her off and Alex froze, hoping that if she stayed very, very still, he would go away.

They were never supposed to win, she needed to stress that when she explained. And when they had, was it really so hard to believe that they had wanted to go out to celebrate? She couldn’t have known that that would result in half the DEO appearing on TV to drunkenly collect the prize, explaining their connection to each other as: ‘acquaintances who just really like black tactical gear and definitely do not work together at a secret government agency.’

The memory made Alex wince.

Maybe it would be ok if she told J’onn that it had started with Kara pouting - with Kara saying how much fun it would be for the agents to buy a few lottery tickets together. Alex didn’t particularly care about making her workplace fun, but that pout… Surely J’onn would understand that. It wasn’t like he could resist it, either. So maybe…

“Alex,” Kara’s voice was low and terrified. “He brought our wives.”

They were doomed.