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Body Heat DRABBLE (Newt X Reader)

Originally posted by newtspatronum

Anonymous asks: Can u write a story where it’s winter and really cold and you slip into Newt’s room and ask if you can sleep in his bed with him? You don’t have to ad smut!

Warnings: something cute and warm coming your way.


It was a cold night. Very cold. Not to mention your so-called-heater sucked at its job and so you were left under a pile of what felt like twenty blankets.

You were currently in bed, your teeth chattering, at 1 AM, trying not to die from the cold. You grimaced as you heard the wind shrieking outside your window. A single glass window. That’s all that protected you from the unforgiving wind. Well, there was the wall, but a thin window separating you from the outside seemed more dramatic.

But that’s beside the point. The point was you were cold. Very. Cold. You sat up in be, and almost swore you saw your breath as you exhaled.

You then decided to do something very brave or very stupid. First of all, he wasn’t even your boyfriend. Next of all you weren’t sure if he even liked you. Either way, if he was a true friend, he’d surely let you slip into his bed maybe? You didn’t want to seem like a total slut crawling into bed with another man, but Queenie and Tina were off on a trip and wouldn’t be back for a couple of days and you were getting desperate!

So you slipped out of your bed and walked on the floor of eyes, trying not to freeze any faster. You hobbled over to Newt’s room and quietly snuck in without a single noise.

You held your breath, you felt kinda creepy just watching Newt asleep. But you also couldn’t help but notice how absolutely innocent his face looked and how he was all wrapped up in blankets.

“Uh, Newt,” you finally whispered, so you’d stop being a complete creep. “Newt?” You shook him gently and brushed his hair out of his eyes.

Newt’s eyes fluttered over, blinking several times before groaning, “Y/N? It’s the middle of the night. Is something wrong?”

You began to blush a little. Luckily it was fairly dark in the room. “Um… yeah, it’s really, uh, cold.” No duh. Amusingly your face decided to heat up pretty well, as your embarrassment started to rise.

“I can’t do anything about that,” Newt murmured, snuggling deeper into his blankets.

“Well I was thinking maybe I could join you? Please I’m really cold!” As you stood there you began to shiver a little. Half of it was forced and on purpose to prove your point.

Newt opened his eyes again and looked at you with a more awakes look. “Y/N, my bed isn’t that big, you do realize?” Newt started slowly.

“Your right, I should go back to bed sorry to bother you,” you garbled up at once, feeling like a complete idiot.

You were about to turn around and make a b-line back to your room, but Newt hastily said, “I mean, are you alright with sharing a bed with me?”

You turned back to Newt and nodded. Newt shifted around and then patted the bed, his face slightly apprehensive. You did a little squeal of gratitude and quickly jumped into the bed. “Are you sure you’re alright with sleep in the same bed as me?” Newt asked one more time, scooting to make more room. He threw over the blankets onto you making sure you were snug.

“I am but are YOU alright with it?” You returned coyly, giving him a slight smirk of amusement.

“I suppose,” Newt tried to say airily, but he stuttered slightly. “Blimey! Are those your feet?! They’re like bricks of ice!”

You guiltily scooted away from Newt. “Sorry, I told you I was cold!” You were starting to regret this. But the bed was warm. And nice.

Newt was quiet but he scooted to the middle of the bed and beckoned you. “Come here…” He murmured quietly.

You looked at Newt shyly and inched your way closer to him. He wrapped his blanket around you, his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Warmed up?” Newt whispered into your ear.

You couldn’t help but smile, as you tangled your legs up with Newt and snuggled against his chest. “Warmed up,” you echoed, slowly drifting to a peaceful sleep.


“Well golly! Take a look at this, Tina!” A voice said, startling you from your sleep.

You were groggy and still half asleep, but you were aware of something pink looming over you.

“Too bad we don’t have a camera,” You heard Tina say, her voice full of mockery and amusement.

You realized that Newt was still holding onto you and you were tangled up with him. Shooting upwards you flipped out, causing Newt to wake up. “Oh my gosh, what are you guys doing back so early? I thought you came back tomorrow! We didn’t do anything, I swear! I was just cold and miserable! I’m not a horrible woman!” You began defensively, talking at 90 mph trying to save yourself, or that you were just digging your own grave.

Newt sat up, his face full of guilt. “She was cold, and I could let her freeze to death! I’m her mummy, I needed to protect her from the cold! I would have done it to any of my beasts!” Newt paused realizing that he basically implied that you were one of his creatures. “I mean, she’s not mine, I just wanted her to be warm!”

Tina and Queenie laughed with amusement. “Queenie, let’s leave them alone. We came back a day earlier than expected. We’ll be unpacking, and it is cold here. What’d you do, break the heater?”

You were now burning, your face a deep red. “I dunno!” Was all you could force out. You could feel your heart in your throat.

Luckily Tina forced the grinning Queenie out of the room and closed the door on the two of you. You sat there, running your fingers through your hair and sighed. “That was embarrassing…”

It was still fairly early in the morning and Newt full of exhaustion laid down again. “You might as well stay for a couple more hours. And keep me warm…” Newt suggested, his face looked like a puppy, his eyes pleading slightly.

A small smile tugged at the corner of your mouth, as you eagerly dove back under the bed. “It is pretty cold…” You agreed. “I guess I could stay.”

Newt rolled over next to you to get closer. He buried his face in your neck, giving a small kiss on your collar bone. You laughed out loud and snuggled up against Newt again. “You should keep me warm more often!”

THE END!

anonymous asked:

To make up for no hug, We deserve all the takes that it took to get the clip they used

take 1: harry and louis decided to kiss like something out of a dramatic romance movie, so they had to scrap that

take 2: harry and louis did the same thing as take 1, just for kicks

take 3: harry got distracted and was on his phone when ben yelled “action”

take 4: niall abandoned running mid-way to use the restroom because he really had “to take a bloody piss”

take 5: louis interrupted them to share a conspiracy theory he found online

take 6: louis dared liam to strip while he ran like he was on baywatch, so he did

WestAllen At The Movies: Romance Edition…..Reprise!

I realized I haven’t given the date for the reprise other than the vague ‘in a month’ 😄. The reprise date is exactly a month after Feb 14th….March 14th!

Everyone that decided to postpone their entry, can post it then.

For those that released their first chapter, please remember to keep posting your fic. Don’t leave the people hanging 😁.

If you’ve already participated and want to participate again, feel free to do so!

If you’re just seeing this now and still want to participate that’s possible. Check out the information below:

Have you always wanted to draw a WestAllen version of the famous Spiderman upside down kiss, but kept forgetting? Have you always wanted to write a Pride an Prejudice WestAllen AU, but kept putting it on the backburner? This might be the challenge for you :)

How does it work?

The idea is the take a specific (romantic) movie or “famous” movie romance and use it as inspiration for your WestAllen Fics/Edits/Drawings/gifsets/Playlists/etc. Check out the list with movie titles and claims here.

If you see a movie you want to use, send me a message to claim it. 2 claims per movie allowed.

On March 14 post your work and tag it #WestAllenAtTheMovies and #WestAllen so I’ll be able to find it.

However

If you have an idea, but the movie is not on the list? Go for it anyway :) You can either send me a message and I’ll add your movie with your claim, or you can work on it in secret and surprise us all on March 14!

You have an idea for a cute movie poster for Barry and Iris, but it’s not an existing movie? Go for it! Have a great Idea for a Westallen gifset set in the world of a particular movie, but the movie itself has little romance? Go for it! At the end of the day this is about having fun together.

Don’t know what to do?

If you want to participate, but can’t choose, or if you want an extra challenge, send me a message and I’ll assign you a movie…

A few words about fanfiction in particular: If you decide to make a longer fic, you only have to post the first chapter on March 14th. But please do not leave the fic unfinished.

Anything else?

There are some more details on how to post your work + some minor rules here.

Remember the movie title is just the jump off point. Be as creative as you want :) If there is any confusion about this: you don’t have to keep a secret what movie you’re using as inspiration.

If you have questions, send them my way and I’ll do my best to answer them.

Your first date with Newt Scamander would include

Originally posted by hardyness

Anonymous asked 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 table.
  • 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 York.
  • 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 one.
  • You notice his scarf smells slightly musky, like hay and dust.
  • 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.”
8

‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind’, Michel Gondry (2004)

What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that she’s a stranger.

The Jealous Hufflepuff (Newt X Reader)

Originally posted by 5sos-1d-thedorks

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.


“Ever wondered 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 skeptically.

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.

“The people 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.

Porpentina shrugged. “We’re having this bet,” she started slowly. “Jacob doesn’t think Newt could get jealous, but I’m not so sure.”

You looked blankly at Jacob, who refused to look at you, and then back at Porpentina. “Seriously. What’s going on?”

Queenie blurted 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 demanded.

“Look it’s not like he’s not a man, he has feelings and desires too, I’m sure!” Porpentina insisted strongly.

You blushed. 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.

Porpentina 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.

“FUN?” 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.”

You looked 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?”

“Pretend that 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.”

“That’s kinda 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 idea myself!”

“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!”

“Okay, fine!” You shouted loudly, your face hot red. “When do we start?”


You walked 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.

Jacob steadied 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 was wrong.

“Thanks, 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 insisting.

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.

Newt fidgeted 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 right.”

You squeezed 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.”

“No. It’s 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 softly.

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 ground.

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?”

“I-I’m sorry,” was all you could say, as stupid hot tears filled your eyes. “I didn’t want to hurt you!”

Newt propped himself up, his other hand still on your cheek. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He asked, looking concerned.

Your heart 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 idea.”

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?”

“Making you 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.

“Both?” He concluded, rubbing his forehead against yours.

You smiled 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 cares.

Suddenly three 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.

Queenie laughed and said, “Look at them, Jacob! Aren’t you happy for them?”

Suddenly, a 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?”

Queenie smiled innocently. “This was a bet to see if Newt got jealous, pie-dear. You never asked me if Newt fancied you.”

“QUEENIE!”

The end!