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@bcwtruckled-blog
i am remaking / rebooting my muse for newt and will archive this blog sooner or later. due to my other muses on tumblr and my real life overall, my new blog will be slow active. i am not sure whether or not i will promote my new blog so please give this a like if you’d like me to follow you from my new blog for newt :)
“NEWT IS NOT A GREAT FOLLOWER OF ORDERS.”
HAAAAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY HUN! !!! ! here's to many more lovely plots and threads in our future! ❤️
thank you so much darling ! it’s been such a great first year and i am honoured & flattered beyond words how kind and understanding everyone is considering how low my activity is on newt these days. but hey, i have every intention to continue writing him for all the many lovely plots & threads in our future, to witness the joy of the second fantastic beasts movie, and to write a muse who i always feel comfortable to fall back to. i am very content with how i approach tumblr and writing these days, that i do not mind running a blog with slow activity, and newt has been a huge part of this journey to become a better me to be honest c: i think i owe it to my experience with him that i enjoy writing my current other muse ( altair ) so much too.
UNCAS
“ yes , for each ailment the earth has provided a cure within it . ” a man of the land , there were many beliefs that came with understanding the bounties the earth provided . while not a herbalist himself , he did ADMIRE the work of those so skilled with reading plants & what FUTURE they could tell for a person . as for the animals , each was placed with a specific duty in mind . & during each hunt , when their life was taken from , their spirit would be thanked for SACRIFICING so much so that his people could eat to surivive . “ a CREATURE ? ” curiosity is piqued at the mention of . “ what kind of creature ? ”
he watches him with genuine desire to learn more about the way how life looks like on these lands. there is much he has learned ( and embraces since, ) as he’s been given the chance to travel. his own family has always been living close with the nature, with animals most of all, but with modernisation, traditions keep changing along. the people who are no longer in touch with nature choose to fear creatures rather than acknowledging how much they have to thank them for. fellow wizards and witches even more than humans. smiling gently, appreciating the tender sense of concern for a living being, he answers with a gesture of trust as he retrieves his dear friend, a bowtruckle, from the pocket of his vest. ‘ it’s a bowtruckle. tree dwellers. they are very docile and usually do not make contact with humans, hiding in plain sight with the trees they care for. i believe some branches living here may have become sick which might result into the trees becoming sick as well. or perhaps it’s the trees which no longer provide a home to the bowtruckles. did you notice any changes by chance ? ’
KOL
HE HUMMED FOR a moment, listening with half of an ear to the beast-keeper’s words. He raised a brow at the concept, putting the paper he’d been perusing down. “Good to know I’m not going to pop into that bag of yours and find another Doppelgänger hiding,” he said, brow raised. A note of amusement passed by his eyes, wondering at the sheer EGO that hte ministry had bestowed on itself to decide who was a being and what was a beast. He folded his fingers into a tent under his chin, glancing at the bright eyes of his researching companion. “My family and I were the first vampires,” he allowed. “But before then? ––– Yes, I practiced magic. That’s not a story is often known.”
it’s humbling. to acknowledge how far back magic goes, to realise that perhaps they have always existed. history books bestow them with knowledge of people performing miracles. healers, the handful of warriors protecting what they hold dear. who knows how much was truly miraculous, and how many of them have been embracing a magical gift ( whether aware, or unaware. ) ‘ you speak as though you’d no longer practice magic. are you no longer able to perform magic since becoming a vampire ? ’ a part of him hopes it’s less about loss of the ability, but a choice kol made for whatever reason. ( perhaps his family never quite approved of his magical abilities. ) to imagine the loss of magic in turn of becoming immortal, it’s something he cannot quite imagine. to lose such a unique part of yourself. ‘ thank you for sharing either way. my curiosity may bother you, but it’s not everyday that i get the chance to talk with someone who’s been here for such a long time. but i imagine that’s something you may have heard a lot. ’
DORIAN
‘ You were not meant to be apart of this agenda , ’ voice melancholic , almost distant as eyelids drag to view Newt , ‘ forgive me . ’ and once so merry lips ceased to smile , given way to the heaviness of thy Earth. ‘ It was not your scene nor your role … and I had dragged you so , dear friend , ’ Empty , cried his words yet dipping in agony.
@bcwtruckled
‘ we are here now, dorian. ’ still breathing, and though they are bracing themselves for grief & pain, there is also hope for time may be the key to healing. then, he’s always been certain of his friend’s loyalty and honest beyond everything, now, there is no forgiveness to be given. to witness his friend’s suffering ( his smile taken from him for whatever agony has taken a hold on him. ) ‘ talk to me. i do not want to witness you suffering all by your own, believing you are alone when you are not. i am here. ’
today is my 1st anniversary on my beloved newt here 🙈
BELLATRIX
‘ And I thought the desire to mate with muggles was disgusting enough already but your idea of living peacefully next to beasts, I cannot say how stupid this sounds. They are beasts, nothing less, they should, just like muggles, serve our purpose. ` Disgust mixed to her complete resentment for the other,, her voice sounded almost hysteric as she looked down upon her new victim, Grindelwald had some special interests in him, too bad did she want to carve some nasty things in his face, but if Bellatrix was one thing next to cruel, it was loyal and her master was not to be disobeyed, she herself knew it the best. ‘ Whatever. Let’s stop this silly games. Now be a good little boy and kneel for our Master and`then I do not have to hurt you.
bellatrix & newt —– SC. // @bcwtruckled
lestrange, once again. then, newt did not think about the nature of his friendship with leta. she accepted him the way he is, even now he believes she’s been genuine about that ( at least. ) but he also considers the possibility that she might have bothered to be friends with him because of his family. though newt does not entirely know how leta feels about bellatrix, nor the other way around. the scamanders are pure blood, if only known to be more progressive & liberal. to care about magical creatures. to consider traditions so unnatural and peculiar to the noblest of british families. ‘ i am afraid that is something i have to politely decline— miss lestrange. i am fairly aware about mr. grindelwald and his mindset about muggles & magical creatures, and i do understand that your loyalty compels you to agree with your master. but i may remind you that some relationships are about giving & receiving. those beasts are equally capable of being dangerous as they can be protective about those they consider friendly. i remember that your master made a particular experience about that. ’
SHEPARD
“ AW, YEAH, F’SHOWAH. ” he’s in agreement, there. despite his own preconceived fears about the creatures he can’t deny some fascination with them, deep down. it’s a similar thing to how he feels about mice —— cute, in theory, but they make him squirm. only thing there is mice and rachni are actually entirely different. “ yeah, i’m showah glad i, ah —— didn’t do that. shoot fuhst. ‘specially since theah’s so few of them left, y’know ? ”
it summons a brief smile, the consideration & deliberate thoughts which once more expresses what seems to be an inspiring attribute of shepard. it’s only due to people like him, those who dare to look beyond their own understanding, that not everything they do is for vain. ‘ i imagine it must be exhausting to live a life where one always expects the worst. ’ he muses quietly, though considers it unimaginable at the same time. they have all learned much from history, their first contact with turians and other species, but some things may never quite change. tolerance does not seem to be something a human is naturally born with. it’s a process. something they learn and, ideally, fully embrace once mature. ‘ i am looking forward to hear news of another ancient species you’ve been coming across. accidentally. ’
‘ only the brave and the broken are kind in this world. ’
newt answers with a mere hum, uncommitted on how he feels about the statement made but visibly contemplating the bittersweet truth. it’s a curious thought, to say the least. with an attentive glance he quietly considers mr. graves before he lowers his gaze. ‘ it feels like a paradox— to be so comfortable & at ease with magical creatures whereas i often fail to read social clues once outside my workspace, ’ he notes eventually with a brief smile in apology. ‘ i am not entirely sure if you’ve been referring to yourself, or if you meant to compliment my work, but either way ? i like to believe that tenderness & kindness are not a sign of weakness, but manifestations of strength & resolution. i am sure many admire your resolution to keep going on despite the circumstances, even find themselves inspired, mr. graves. and, although surly not as important like the security of the magical community, my aspirations would be for vain without the many kind people i meet. ’ sometimes he finds himself bewildered about the society, how humans, ( magical or not, ) tend to embrace cruelty and even consider themselves righteous by belittling ( oppressing ) those they consider less worthy. maybe it’s not even kindness one has to seek for, but only the mere capability of accepting the concept of equality. ‘ may i ask what inspired this thought of yours ? ’
@gravensp // meme.
❛ brush ❜
the reality of time becomes an unknown concept within the suitcase, a place of comfort. sometimes, even home. at least for newt who embraces the certainty there’s always a place for him to fall back to, regardless how far he travelled from where his family resides, or his friends live. sometimes, upon working on his notes & illustrations, newt seems to forget about the time and the reality that life is going on outside the confines of his magically created world, the only place where the creatures in his care are allowed to heal & become strong enough to return home eventually. the brush is unexpected. the quiet announcement of an additional presence near him, the gentleness of those fingers running through his hair to attract his attention without startling him too much. whereas other people may feel inclined to be frightened, newt is rational enough to recognise who’s with him without delay. besides, he would acknowledge his presence ( the feel of his magic, even the scent, ) anywhere. ‘ hello percival— are you finished with work ? today i do not recommend a stroll passing the nundu habitat by the way. she’s having a cold and, whereas the little amount of toxic isn’t lethal, it’s not necessarily pleasant either. ’ newt finishes writing down his last thoughts before he leans against the back of his chair to take a glance towards the other man, a genuine if only tiered smile curling around the corner of his lips.
@miistergraves // meme.
‘ you shine brighter than all the starlight there has ever been or ever will be. ’
it’s been a long road, and there may be no better accomplishment but to chase the truth & embrace your utmost belief. but those words humble him nonetheless. there’s many a true word spoken in jest, but newt knows her compassion; that she will never sugarcoat anything but speak the truth, and her most genuine thoughts. how else could he express his gratitude but to smile ? words might fail him although he believes that he honed his social skills & the ability to recognise certain social cues. he smiles, genuine & open, stopping himself to hide behind the scarf around his neck, or to drop his gaze as he often does. whereas such body language might be perceived as a threat by some, ( by creatures who solely act upon body language, ) this is different. a moment between friends who’ve been born into two entirely different societies until, years later, their paths joined each other until today. newt could not imagine anything more precious but feeling the comfort of knowing there’s always going to be a person he considers a friend. family. someone he trusts. ‘ you only live once. but if you do it right ? once is enough. ’
@scavengered // meme.
Brush meme. (newt it kissed by fire. loke approves obviously.)
‘ it’s quite ironic how most muggles— non magical humans, how they often believed a woman with red hair must be a witch, ’ he notes upon the attention paid for his hair, feeling no less comfortable for newt genuinely trusts loke not to trouble him with mischief. eventually, he even smiles to himself about the particular expression of attention and interest regarding a feature ( their hair colour ) they seem to share. ‘ at the same time it’s upsetting that they judge women primarily. but i suppose there’s much marginalisation yet to overcome for humanity. ’ whether they are of magical nature or not. and, once more, it’s curiosity which draws his attention away from his own task, looking up from underneath his bangs to consider loke quietly. he wonders. are fiery red hair something unique among gods ? ‘ does something like marginalisation exist for your kind as well ? to be judged merely by your look. or maybe your origin which some considers less worthy ? or is that merely a human flaw ? ’
@loketratan // meme.
‘ how’s that for a happily ever after? ’
‘ one which is rather preferable— maybe even a favourite ? ’ whereas their field of work may be entirely different, they share an independent nature. both a lone wolf among their own. one more, one less. newt acknowledges the possibility that he might never find himself willing to settle down & become domestic due to his devotion & passion towards those fantastic beasts. he assumes that lara might feel similarly ( if only for different reasons and purposes, but equally exceptional & dedicated. ) ‘ i imagine it’s always an incredibly unique experience to uncover new revelations about the past through long-lost artefacts. but this ? unlike the past, which we can’t change, this is different. we just secured the continued existence of this particular species which would have become extinct otherwise. ’ happily ever after. right now, he could not imagine anything more beautiful to witness, a genuine smile curling around the corner of his lips. ‘ thank you. ’
@tcmbraider // meme.
Aegus Scamander — ( father of theseus in the greek mythology ) Diana Scamander — ( equivalent to artemis of the greek mythology ) Theseus Scamander — ( first son and heir to king aegus in the greek mythology ) Newton “Artemis” Scamander — ( equivalent to diana of the roman mythology )
with many kudos to @fantasticauror who has the same idea about following the greek & roman mythology to name the matriarch and patriarch of the scamander family.
❛ brush ❜
the IRONY never quite fails to dumbfound him, the ATTENTION upon his more unique features like the colour of his hair, curly fringes, or freckles marking him. features especially muggles still frown upon. ( more so with young women and their fiery red hair. accusing them. assuming they must be a witch. ) he smiles sheepishly, aware that queenie might actually be the last person to try & tame his hair whereas he feels like these might have become a rather extraordinary part of him. ‘ i think both me and my brother have inherited the hair of our mother, ’ he offers lightly with a brief glance towards his friend whose attention he feels more than comfortable with. due to the time spent with the goldstein sisters, and jacob, it has become more natural to be among people ( aside from family, ) again. ‘ i am not sure how my brother is wearing his hair right now. he’s become rather strict since— being such an important example to the ministry ? back at hogwarts he would try to rather match our father. wear his hair longer & smoother but thick nonetheless. i thought it was silly. i never bothered to have high opinion on people who judge someone according to their look or other superficialities. ’ he dares not to ask which parent queenie might come after, knowing well that queenie & tina lost both of their parents. but queenie probably understands his unspoken question nonetheless. perhaps he may not comprehend the loss of both parents, but he remembers the pain of losing a father and witnessing the change in theseus who’s been trying to follow their father’s footsteps since then.
@gigglcwater // meme.
JACOB
Confusion crawled up within his features, did he know this man? It felt like but he could not match his face with any of his lived through life events, it was a mysteries on its own that he decided to gift him something, him out of every body else. His fingers reached for the carefully wrapped book and eyes were meetings the gingers. ‘ You might not be surprised about my confusion Sir — do I somehow not know why you would gift me this —- `
you are my friend, he wants to say but finds himself not only tongue-tied but also responsible to respect & accommodate the local laws for once. ( at least to an extend. ) ‘ because you inspired me— your creations, the bravery to dare something new, to take upon a challenge. you might recognise some of your handcrafts among others and maybe i can return the favour and contribute to future ideas of yours with my book, mr. kowalski. ’ newt feels that he may never get the chance to let jacob know how he genuinely appreciates the time they have been taking care of the beasts together. that, whereas most people choose to vilify those fantastic beasts, jacob found himself inspired instead. even though he no longer remembers them. ‘ i am newt scamander— it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. thank you for accepting my gift. ’