Warnings: Mild language, kissing, implied smut, possible incorrect HP info??
Request: @vivere-citta 11, 30 and 32 with Newt. I’m sorry, I just love him. THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Please tag me whenever you get it posted (no rush, take as long as you need)
11: “just tAKE THE JACKET!”
30: “C-can you hold my hand?”
32: “HOLD MY HAND GODDAMIT!”
A/N: I loved writing this one and I’m not sure whether this was out of character or not. I just thought the Giggle Shots would give me more room to make Newt more outgoing and weird. I really liked this one and I hope you do too. I’m sorry if anything is incorrect in the context of Harry Potter and Fantastic Beasts, I’ve only recently started reading HP and have only seen Fantastic Beasts once. Enjoy!
You walked out of the bar in silence. Newt bid Tina farewell and he kissed her cheek. She smiled and waved goodbye. Newt ran back to your side. He had just thrown down three shots of giggle juice.
Newt was more clumsy in his step, one foot swinging in front of another. He hiccuped and giggled.
“What?” you laughed, crossing your arms over your chest.
Newt smiled wildly at you. “You look beautiful tonight.”
You blushed and kept walking. Newt ran to catch up with you. You hadn’t had giggle juice because you knew what it did it to you. You lost all control and were impractical. So you only stared at Newt with what you managed, an unamused face.
Newt swung his arms behind you and put his head on your shoulder. He kissed your warm cheeks and watched with wonder as his breath frosted in the air. “You are amazing (Y/N). You are so pretty. Like starlight. You are so funny. You always make me laugh.”
“Okay, okay.” you laughed pushing him off.
Newt was supposed to be walking you back to your apartment, but it seemed that you would have to take him back to his apartment. Or rather his suitcase. Which he left at your apartment. You made him promise not to bring it. He had frowned at you and insisted on bringing his bowtruckle which was still quite clingy.
He petted the bowtruckles head with his thumb and smiled at it in his pocket.
You breathed out, a stream of frosted air blowing in front of your face. You rubbed your arms and blew warm air into your hands, trying to regain feeling. “Remind me again why we can’t Apparate?” you asked him.
He smiled and spun around, throwing his arms out at his sides. He opened his mouth and caught a snowflake on his tongue. He smiled. Satisfied. “Because I love it out here. It’s so beautiful. Also, I’m out of floo powder.” he laughed.
“I might freeze to death by the time we get there.”
“(Y/N),” Newt said, stopping. He pulled his dark peacock coat, careful of the bowtruckle. He began to lay it over your shoulders.
You pushed him off and walked farther ahead. “No, I don’t want your jacket.”
Newt sighed then laughed terribly loud. A laugh like Grindelwald’s. “I know what you’re doing, (Y/N)! You are playing hard to get!” he shouted, overcome with giggles.
“No, I’m not.” you lied.
He laughed louder and took a bounding step forward. “I know I’m delusional right now, but I’m telling the truth! Don’t think I’m stupid!”
“I never said you were.”
“You called me an adorable idiot.”
“Idiot none of the less.” you laughed.
Newt laughed uncontrollably. You had thought the giggle juice shots had worn off now, that or it was just Newt now. “Why don’t you loosen up, (Y/N)? Have some giggle juice and just let loose-ha-that rhymed.” you shook your head and looked at the ground. This was the longest walk home ever. “Hey! Hey!” you slugged your shoulder, “You remember that time you drank so many giggle shots that you jumped on the bar and started doing the Erumpent mating dance! It was adorable!”
“You taught me that dance!” you said defensively. “That was a mistake and I don’t drink giggle shots anymore.”
“Then why’d ya come to the bar with Tina and I?”
You sighed and turned around, stopping in front of him. “Because, Newt I wanted to be with you. I honestly wanted to make sure nothing went down between you and Tina. I don’t want the chance of getting my heart broken. You are probably too drunk to remember this, but yeah, Newt, I like you. I like you a lot. Erumpent mating dance a lot.” you laughed.
Newt smiled and reached for your hand as you began walking again. “C-can you hold my hand?”
You shook your head and looked down at your hands. Newt’s was approaching yours. You stared at it tentatively.
“HOLD MY HAND GODDAMMIT!” Newt yelled in your ear, snatching your hand into his. You were taken by surprise. The two of you burst out laughing as you interlaced Newt’s warm soft hands into yours.
He half smiled. “I’m sorry, (Y/N). I just really wanted to hold your hand.” he laughed and smiled innocently.
“I could tell.” you smiled.
Your hands swung between each other.
“Are you still drunk on giggle shots?” you asked Newt.
He smirked and you knew, as his head slanted to the side like usual, a curl falling over of his eyes. You reached up to fix. Your hands touched. The two of you smiled.
Newt dropped his hand back to his side.
You stepped a little closer to Newt and rubbed your free hand on your leg, then blew onto it. “(Y/N),” Newt said softly.
He repeated the motion earlier. Breaking away from you and pulling his jacket back off and offering it to you.
You gave him the same answer and matched the tilt of his head and smiled, saying “No.”
“just tAKE THE JACKET!” Newt screamed, throwing the jacket over your shoulders and wrapping it around tight securing his arms around you.
You looked back to see Newt’s freckled and smiling face resting on your shoulder. “I didn’t want you to be cold.” he smiled. “I’m sorry.”
“You are ridiculous.” you laughed, trying to hold up the jacket by yourself.
Newt wouldn’t let you. He playfully squeezed and held on. “I want to be warm too.” he smiled.
After a long cold walk, the remaining ten minutes, Newt’s arms wrapped around your stomach, you walked into your apartment and ran for the nearest blanket. You kicked the door closed. “It’s so cold outside!” you shouted.
You threw the blanket over yourself and wrapped it around your head, falling onto the sofa. Newt pulled one corner of the blanket from you and sat next to you. His head wrapped around with a blanket, his fingers pinching it around his face. “Can I join you?”
“I guess.” you laughed.
“No more hard to get.” he said.
“I’m not letting you get away.” Newt pushed you down and grabbed your face gently and kissed you. He pulled the blanket from you and threw over the two of you. When he pulled away you stared at each other almost complete darkness, the air growing warm between you. His hands and lips were warm compared to yours. You put your cold hand to his cheek, feeling him shiver for a moment only for him to kiss you.
The snow storm continued outside as you kissed Newt under the blanket.
It’s You That I Hold Onto (Newt Scamander x Reader)
✩ prompt: a lovely anon message a few posts back :) includes a jelly reader and an overprotective thunderbird
✩ word count: a fair amount idk man
✩ warnings: so sweet u could possibly get a toothache :(
It’s You That I Hold Onto
It’s a typical Saturday evening in the Goldstein residence (plus a few), Queenie and Jacob waltzing to sleepy crackling records, dappled golden mid-winter light on the wallpaper, the smell of something delicious wafting from the kitchen.
Everything seems perfect to Y/N as she makes her way to the living room, her brilliant crimson skirt swishing rather gracefully about her waist, her hair (for once!) cooperating falling over her shoulders smoothly.
Queenie smiles at her, elegantly breaking away from Jacob to switch which record is playing, new music erupting from the golden phonograph.
“Would ya’ care to dance?” Jacob asks, giving her a rather sloppy grin and holding out his hand.
Y/N nods gleefully, enjoying the time with one of her best friends as the stout man spins her about the room, Queenie clapping to the music.
Newt’s eyes flick to the duo dancing gleefully through the living room, his gaze caught on the pretty woman in his arms. How that skirt shows off her hips-
He looks away immediately, blushing and mentally kicking himself for being “an absolute bloody creep.”
WARNING: LONG POST ABOUT A CARAT’S LOVE FOR SEVENTEEN. IT’S THEIR ANNIVERSARY AND THE FEELS ARE JUST TOO MUCH
I never thought this would happen.
I never thought I would just ‘Slip into the Shining life’
I never thought I would be a Carat.
I fist discovered Seventeen with Adore U, their debut. But at that point I had only joined the kpop fandom for a few months and only liked older groups. I thought ‘how can someone Stan young groups?’ And so many of them…. I just learnt the names of Exo and Super Junior, how will I learn them too?!’