8. who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)? / who sleeps in their pajamas?
I headcanon that Keith runs hot bc, y’know, hotheaded and lived in the desert and fire paladin, yadda yadda, so yeah, Keith would probably sleep in his underwear and always kick the covers off bc he’s overheating. Lance can sport his birthday suit well enough, but he likes being cozy, so fuzzy pajama pants and a baggy shirt is his jam.
11. who likes horror movies? / who likes romance movies?
Horrors, thrillers, and conspiracy documentaries are Keith’s top three genres. He won’t bat an eye at gratuitous violence, but show him a popular romcom and he’ll look ready to hurl. Lance loves to swoon and is lowkey a romantic and lives for that sappy shit.
23. who asks who out on the first date?
Lance asks Keith, because Keith has some Problems talking about feelings other than rage or irritation at all of Lance’s goading. So when Lance finally pops the question, Keith is completely thrown for a loop and says the same sentence three times before his brain stops short circuiting :’)
29. who is the better cook?
LANCE. Nothing will ever beat his mom’s cooking, but she taught him well. Plus, living with a bunch of younger siblings and hard-working parents who aren’t always home on time for dinner means that the cooking fell on his shoulders a lot of the time. He just doesn’t have a passion for it like Hunk does, but Lance definitely has some top-notch recipes up his sleeve.
45. who is more likely to get drunk?
Rumor has it that Keith Kogane downed a 26 of straight vodka in under a minute at a part in second year at the Garrison. To this day, he refuses to confirm or deny, but Lance has seen him turn a little green whenever the topic comes up.
46. who has the longer food order?
I like to think that they both have hollow legs and could each order half of the menu at a restaurant and be able to share.
47. who has the more complex coffee order?
Lance “grande skim milk no foam extra shot three pumps of caramel and extra drizzle latte” McClain
48. who loses stuff?
49. who is the driver? / Who is the passenger?
Keith drives but Lance nags constantly about always being the passenger and is all “just because you’re the best pilot of our generation doesn’t mean the rest of us can’t take a turn, Keith” and Keith’s like “at least when I’m behind the wheel, I know I’m not putting our lives at stake” and Lance squawks and is like “HEY FUCK YOU” and it’s really cute.
50. who is the hopeless romantic?
Lance is the hopeless romantic who succeeds in his sweet, cheesy, boyfriend-y charms, always giving flowers at the right moments and getting lost in the excited animation of Keith’s face when he’s talking about something he loves (probably his knife, knowing Keith) and wanting to write poetry about how soft Keith’s skin is.
Keith is the hopeless romantic that can’t show it for shit. He feels too hard and is overwhelmed with how much he likes Lance and he wants to do So Much for him, but he’s just ? never done anything like this before. He tries his best, but the kid is an awkward precious nerd who can’t get out his speech that he practiced all night and instead just whimpers and shoves a bouquet of wildflowers into Lance’s face before running away. RIP Keith.
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Heyo what kind of music, books, tv shows and movies do you like?
Aaaa I love questions like these!! For music, I usually just enjoy video game music or pop, honestly my music interests change constantly but Marina and the Diamonds is one of my favorite artists! As for TV shows, I don’t really watch much TV… I actually always have my TV on the Food channel for background noise but I’ll watch it on occasion.. I love whenever the kids do baking competitions. As for books, I used to read so many books but kinda lost interest, but I enjoyed just about any type of book, mostly fantasy or romance. And movies… not really a movie person actually!! I might go see “kids” movies like Moana or Zootopia with the family or friends haha. I’m pretty childish so I honestly am very entertained by any animated kids movies.
For this story,
just pretend Porpentina is just Newt’s friend. If you don’t like that idea, don’t
read it! I’m simply trying to give people some fluff for their hungry souls!
Also just pretend Jacob never lost his memory of what happened in the movie.
Lastly, sorry if I’ve posted like a lot today. I don’t care. I love Fantastic
Beasts and I’m kidding, I’m not even remotely sorry.
Warnings: so much fluff, you might die. Read with caution. And maybe heart it, if you like it.
if Newt gets jealous?” Porpentina said cutting straight to the chase.
You paused from
drinking your coffee to look at your friend. “What do you mean?” You asked
It was just you,
Porpentina, Jacob, and Queenie. Newt said he was too busy to attend coffee, but
they all knew he was highly introverted and probably needed some down time with
his beasts. Whenever Newt wasn’t around, for some reason, the conversation was
always on that strange nerdy, but adorable man.
“I was just
curious. I heard Hufflepuffs are really loyal and patient. Sweet people, if you
get what I’m saying,” Porpentina explained calmly stirring her tea.
everyone loves,” Jacob concluded.
You kept your
skeptical look on Porpentina. Where was she going with this? They all knew you
had a major crush on Newt. It was kind of hard not to notice. You were a bumbling idiot around Newt! It didn’t help that Queenie kept reading your
mind, and would always wink and smile at you. “Porpentina. What are you
thinking…?” You said bluntly.
shrugged. “We’re having this bet,” she started slowly. “Jacob doesn’t think
Newt could get jealous, but I’m not so sure.”
blankly at Jacob, who refused to look at you, and then back at Porpentina. “Seriously.
What’s going on?”
out in her soft voice, “We want to make Newt jealous.”
The heck. Make
Newt jealous?! That sounded like a recipe for disaster! “Are you serious?!” You
“Look it’s not
like he’s not a man, he has feelings and desires too, I’m sure!” Porpentina
Where was she going with this…? “Hold on—you aren’t… no, don’t you even dare,
Porpentina…” you said in an almost strained voice.
refused to look at you and continued, “You’re mad for him, honey. It doesn’t
take Queenie’s mind reading to know it. And we’re curious to know how Newt
feels about you.”
“It will be fun!”
Queenie added on, smiling sweetly at you.
mimicked. “This is a horrible idea! Please no!”
“We already made
the bet,” Jacob chided, giving you a pleading look. “Prove that I’m right and
he can’t ever get jealous. C’mon, help a guy out, Y/N.”
flustered, looking at everyone. It was true, you were curious to know how Newt felt
about you, but this was a little extreme. “How… hypothetically, suppose are we
going to make him jealous?”
you and Jacob are fond of each other,” Porpentina said absentmindedly.
You looked at
Queenie. “Ummmm… I don’t think that’s a very good idea.”
what I thought…” Jacob said, also looking at Queenie.
But Queenie was
beaming. She laughed musically, “Don’t be silly, goobers! I came up with the
“Yeah but still,”
Jacob mumbled under his breath. “The only lady I really want is you.”
Queenie gave him
a loving look and patted his hands. “I know, love. But do it for me. I know you
have feelings for me, help Y/N out for me!”
fine!” You shouted loudly, your face hot red. “When do we start?”
closely to Jacob, giggling like an idiot. But the giggling was a horrible
nervous giggle of apprehensiveness. This was so stupid.
The plan was
really simple. You were pretending to like Jacob, and to make things a little
more realistic, hopefully, Jacob was pretending not to be interested in you.
Basically, now that you thought about it, making you look like a total horrible
slutty adultery woman.
All of you were
taking a walk in Central Park, talking about beasts and what other creatures
they might find. However, Newt was strangely quiet, and only talked once the
subject about beasts came up.
“Oh, dear, my
shoe fell off,” you stated in a matter-o-fact tone. You clutched onto Jacob’s
arm, hoping on one foot.
you as you put your shoe back on, glancing up at Newt. Newt was expressionless,
but smiled sweetly at you once he caught you looking at him. You felt a wave of
complete guilt wash over you, as Newt just looked at you, smiling like nothing
Jacob,” You said, more in a bedraggled tone than a flirty up beat way. You
stopped giggling, but you didn’t walk away from Jacob, even though you wanted
nothing more than to rush over and hug Newt.
There were a few
more attempts later that day, but all of them failed. No matter what happened,
Newt seemed calm and always smiled at you. But there was a sort of hollowness
in his smile. More confused and less happy. You couldn’t really read his
expression, but you knew something was wrong. He probably hated you. For
flirting with Jacob, when Queenie wasn’t around. How horrible.
The more and
more you flirted with Jacob, the more you hated yourself. You wanted to take up
your wand and simply blow off your head. You couldn’t keep doing this to Newt!
You were helping
Jacob feed some of Newt’s pets, giggling and talking quietly with Jacob. Jacob
was nearly as worn out as you were. He was sick of this all, but Queenie kept
Jacob said he
was going up to check on Queenie who was cooking dinner for them. “I’ll be
right up, Jacob!” You giggled. It sounded like a sickly giggle though.
Newt had been
silently watching the two of you, while petting a salamander. You were alone
with Newt now. “Y/N,” Newt said softly.
You turned to
Newt, refusing to look at him. “Yes?”
“Why… are you…”
he stumbled over his words, frowning hard. “I don’t understand.”
You began to
walk to the ladder which took them back to the real world. “What do you not
understand?” You asked slowly, not wanting to know the answer.
with his fingers nervously, figuring out how to explain it to you. He followed
you and said, “Well… it’s just that… what you’re doing, I don’t think it’s
your eyes shut. How were you going to explain this? You hastily made your way
to the ladder. Once you were back into the apartment, Porpentina could help you
explain it all. “It’s not what you think it is.”
exactly what I think it is,” Newt said sharply and boldly. “It needs to stop.”
You were almost
hurt by the way he said it. Newt was always soft spoken, and sweet. But he
sounded stern and almost angry. You walked a little faster. “Please, Newt, you
don’t really understand,” You whimpered.
You began to
climb the ladder, but Newt tried to gently grab at your hand. “Y/N,” He said
Newt grasping at
your hand, made your face blush and your mind went something along the lines of
JFDKLAFJDSIOP NEWT IS HOLD MY HAND HFDSKLAFJALJFKL. With that sudden
realization, stupid you lost your balance and fell off the ladder. You let out
a high pitch squeal and you fell onto Newt, sending the both of you onto the
He let out a, “OOOF!”
as you fell on top of him.
Tangled up, you
hastily apologized, completely erratic and nervous. “I’m so sorry, Newt! I didn’t
mean to fall on you!” You sat up, still sitting on Newt and gazed down on him
with an embarrassed look.
Newt looked back
up at you and gently put his hand on your face. “Y/N… what’s going on?”
was all you could say, as stupid hot tears filled your eyes. “I didn’t want to
himself up, his other hand still on your cheek. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He
asked, looking concerned.
skipped a beat. He called you sweetheart. You frantically wiped away the tears.
“It’s just that… I didn’t want to make you jealous, but it was Porpentina’s
Newt blinked a
few times, then he raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean, make me jealous?”
Uh oh. You said
it. You hiccupped and said, “Uhh… why don’t we just go up and eat dinner?”
What stopped you
from getting up off Newt was Newt gently pressing his lips against your
forehead. Then he moved his lips to your mouth, kissing innocently. He then
breathed quietly, “Is that was you wanted?”
jealous or the kiss?” You murmured quietly. His thumb was softly stroking your
cheek, and your heart felt like it was going to explode. AKA heart attack and
you would just die. Embarrassing and depressing if that happened.
concluded, rubbing his forehead against yours.
contently, breathing in the smell of cloves and hay. “Yeah. I think so…” was
all you could say. Sounded stupid, but you were basically in a trance, so who
heads poked out from the suitcase opening. “That’ll be six weeks of pastries, Jacob,”
Porpentina mused, looking down at you and Newt. You were still sitting on Newt,
and looked like you weren’t in a hurry to get up.
Both you and
Newt looked up at them. Newt laughed, but you were less forgiving than Newt.
You glared up at them, and barked, “Seriously, you guys?” Then you turned to
Newt. “Were you really jealous, Newt?”
Newt snaked his
hand around your neck and said, “I was absolutely dotty for you.” He pulled you
in for another kiss.
and said, “Look at them, Jacob! Aren’t you happy for them?”
thought burst into your mind. You were a little bit angry. Maybe more than a
little bit. “Queenie…” you said in a low growl.
“Yes, dear?” she
asked curiously, smiling down at you.
You glared at
her. “Did you know Newt fancied me already?”
innocently. “This was a bet to see if Newt got jealous, pie-dear. You never
asked me if Newt fancied you.”
OMG I need more Newt fanfics in my life! Can you do what your first date with him would include?
Him shyly asking if you wanted to get dinner with him. And
you ask if it’s a date, and he hesitates, but says (avoiding eye contact) yes.
You wearing a huge scarf that almost swamps you and he
thinks it’s adorable.
Him picking you up from your apartment and the two of you
walk to the restaurant.
The two of you talking softly about work, and Newt’s
admiring how you look out of the corners of his eyes.
Him offering you the seat, all gentlemanly like, at the
Newt talks about his passion for animals, and you just sit
there, smiling shyly at how adorable your date is.
Once you get your foods and are eating, you ask him if his
food is good. He lifts his fork up and says “Open wide?” Blushing, you try his
food and offer him some of yours.
Him asking you if you’d like dessert or not. As it turns out,
both of you couldn’t really afford two of the fancy cakes, so you share one.
He lets you eat the last bite of cake, off his fork.
The two of you talk and take a stroll under the bright lights of New
You get a little chilly and scoot closer to Newt. He asks if
you’re cold and before you can answer, swishes off his coat and gives it to
you. And on top of that, he wraps his scarf around your neck, over the other
You notice his scarf smells slightly musky, like hay and
Newt asks if he can hold your hand, and you say yes. He takes
your hand and slips it into his pocket, keeping both of your hands warm.
Once you’re done with your walk, you make your way back to
your house, still talking about animals.
Him sweetly asking if he can kiss you.
You standing on tip toes to kiss him.
He wraps his arms around your waist, and you gently pet his
hair. His lips are warm and yours are cool.
The date ends with him asking if he can show you his animals
tomorrow, and you say yes.
Newt watches you walk up to your apartment, smiling a bashful
smile and rubbing his neck, thinking, “I think that first day went rather well indeed.”