It’s been a while since I did a built. So here’s Capp House - not to be confused with Capp Manor. Home of Goneril, Albany and little Miranda. It’s much brighter than the manor and little bit more modern…than the manor, but not modern over all. It’s a tudor style house and it fits with the theme of Windenburg.
Newt x reader having some fluffy christmas cuddles
I take suggestions as usual!
You picked your wand up,
directing it towards the tinsel on the ground. With a very convenient spell you
levitated the tinsel off of the floor and wrapped it neatly around the Christmas
tree. The same went for the baubles and Christmas lights. Humming a gentle tune
and dressed in underwear and Newt’s coat that the idiot had forgot to put on
before leaving the house to buy something, probably food for the many beast
that he cared for.
convinced him to get a real house that wasn’t just his little cabin where he lived
with his beasts. He had been opposed to it at first until you promised to move
in with him if you got a little house together and that settled it. The two of
you moved into two story, Tudor styled house in a small community called
Tinworth. There was a large backyard that came with the house that Newt
absolutely loved. You had helped him but up a few charms so the two of you
could keep some of his beasts up here in case they got sick and needed extra
attention. Now the yard was filled with white, frosty snow that crunched
lightly under your feet and glimmered from the moon light.
was very rustic and simple. A lot of warm colours, wooden furniture and fur.
Newt had protested wildly against the fur until you told him that all the fur
was fake and done from polyester or something like that. Newt had no idea what
polyester was but accepted your word on that polyester was in fact not an
The two of
you had been too busy to put up Christmas decoration until now, late December.
Both of you were stressing over the holiday and working. You were working
double-shifts as a healer at St. Mungo’s. How the hell did people get so tangled
up in their Christmas decorations that they had to be hospitalised? (literally)
back to it. Since you have worked so much overtime you had gotten a day off.
Newt was running errands so you took the time to wrap some Christmas gifts and
decorate the house. You had gotten pretty far, decorating the entire hallway,
kitchen and living room. The only places left were your bedroom and the
library/study. You skipped up the stairs, giddy with holiday feelings and made
the quick left into the bedroom that you shared.
of your wand you changed the sheets to be a soft brown colour with a red throw
over. Red and gold pillows to match and some tinsel at the footboard to finish
it off. You put out some red and green candles around the room and then moved
onto the study. You started off by putting down a tray with cookies and milk on
the desk, putting a spell on the milk so it’d stay cool. Then you went to hand
tinsel around the bookcases. With a nod you grinned and walked back downstairs.
Just in time for you to hear the front door shut.
heard him call as you came down the stairs.
you asked and saw him peek up the stairway. He was grinning from ear to ear as
you came down the stairs. When he saw that you were wearing next to nothing under
your coat he flushed pink but tried to ignore it.
decorate?” he questioned and wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you
“Yeah, do you
like it?” you asked softly, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“I love it,
it looks brilliant!” he said and kissed your lips. “What are you doing in my
forgot it, so I’m borrowing it,” you replied and stole another kiss from him. “Want
me to take it off?”
You gave him
a smirk and watched him turn that lovely shade of red again. Oh how you loved
“I, uh,” he
let out and slipped a hand up to cup the back of your head. He leaned down to
kiss you again but you instantly escaped his embrace, bouncing out of the way.
freezing, Newt!” you scolded, shivering from the cold skin to skin touch. He
smiled softly and started saying something, reaching for you again. “No! Your
hands are like ice cubes. Go sit on the sofa!”
slightly and took his shoes off at the door. He sulked his way over to the
living room to do as you asked him to. You smirked and walked into the kitchen,
quickly whipping up some hot chocolate for the two of you. You added some cream
and topped it all with cinnamon. Newt really, really loved cinnamon so you made
sure to add it to everything.
drinks were finished you walked into the living room. Newt was leaning over the
arm of the couch, fiddling with your radio. He never really got it to work and
he was a hundred percent sure that a poltergeist lived inside it to haunt him
because all he could ever do was make it go to static.
down next to him and put the mugs of hot chocolate on the table. He looked over
at you and gave you a little smile before continuing to fiddle with the radio.
me warm you up,” you mumbled and grabbed his elbow. You dragged him closer to
you, grabbing his hands and rubbing them.
really sweet of you,” he said and then saw the chocolate. “Y/N you really didn’t
“Come on, I’ve
been alone all day,” you complained, lifting his hands to your face and kissing
the tips of his fingers. “Let me spoil you when you’re finally home.”
“Do I work
too much?” Newt questioned and frowned a little. “I’m sorry that I have been so
busy often. Are you lonely often?”
worry, love.” You smiled at his worried expression and leaned in to kiss his
chilly cheek. “I work too and I’m so proud of you. Writing a book and doing
amazing work with your creatures. They make you happy and I can’t keep you away
me happy.” Newt looked at you with that heart-eyed look that made you melt. All
the shyness and strange innocence that he had kept into adulthood. You smiled
and leaned into kiss him, pushing him back against the arm of the sofa.
make me happy,” you mumbled against his lips, putting one hand on his cheek and
one on his shoulder. His arms wrapped around your waist.
fell closed as you melted into his strong embrace. Your lips gently moving
against each other in unison. The slightly earthy and cinnamon smell and taste
from Newt filled your senses and made you relax. The two of you didn’t usually
have much time to do stuff like this but now that it was happening it felt like
you were teens again, the same love and spark that you thought you had lost was
coming back, tingling your stomach and making you want him so much more.
Christmas.” You broke the kiss to look at him, take in all his freckles and
those stunning green eyes.
“It’s not Christmas
yet,” Newt stated and raised an eyebrow. “Why are you saying merry Christmas?”
cliché,” you chuckled at him being cute yet again. “But you kind of ruined it a
I thought I’d show you what suburbs there are in my game. I’ll start with the suburbs and show the main neighborhood later because it’s under construction right now)
This is a small country town rather than a city and it’s named after LOTR but has nothing more to do with it than the name. This town was founded in the Middle ages and today the are ruins, such as stone walls and towers, all over the city. The houses are tudor style.
All the houses in Shire form a big L ,the centre, with all the shops, is in the intersection and the poor live in the other direction and the rich sims, with their manors, in the other direction
Recent talk of Oliver Queen staying at home while Felicity went to work got my imagination going. This is a fluffy little piece. Hope you like it. Please share and look into my other fics if you like.
This is also available at Ao3.
They moved into the Tudor-style house on a weekend. The
whole event was a blissful blur. Oliver never said the words aloud, but he
loved that the house reminded him a little bit of the Queen Mansion with its
stucco and beams. The events of recent years didn’t taint his childhood memories
and being happy now reminded him that he had been happy then, blissfully
unaware of the ills of the world. Still, this was a modest house with three
bedrooms, not eight and it sat on .56 acres rather than an expanse worthy of a
Felicity had different reasons for loving the house. It was
theirs. Not a rental, like all of the other places she had lived. An actual
home with a foundation and a yard and a fireplace. And it was only 10 miles
from Queen, Inc.’s headquarters in Starling City, which meant that she could
take off her CEO hat at the end of the day and be wrapped in Oliver’s arms in
less than thirty minutes in good traffic. An executive of her stature typically
lived in an aspirational house, something large and impressive. But for Oliver
Queen and Felicity Smoak this house was aspirational, reflecting the warmth and
coziness they aspired to in their life together.