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& 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑶 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯 𝑾𝑬 𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝑻𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑫

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some ppl followed me on here   &   that’s awesome   ,  but heads up bc i’m actually planning to move this blog either tonight or tomorrow. i’ll refollow everyone there   ,   but just so u guys aren’t thrown off   !

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it should be noted that newt's usual scent when not working in the lab is a warm vanilla with smoky undertones. sometimes there's traces of pumpkin if it's the fall season.

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*&   ---   𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐎𝐖𝐒𝐊𝐈   ⟨   pragerstrasse   !   ⟩

                       @bravegroupie​​ said   :   maybe we will wake up to the                    silence of shoes at the foot of the bed not going anywhere.                                (    WAR OF THE FOXES .   accepting .   )

it’s quiet here in the hours of mid-morning   ,    nothing but the sound of the low wind and the birds chirping outside the window   ,   cuts of sunlight in broad stripes falling over the wood floor and the bed   ,    a serene quality to the picturesque scene that seems almost painted   ,    almost unreal .   so unlike the past years   ,    so unlike all the mayhem of the past days even   ,    and it sits so fragile in the silence that maximilian worries that nearly everything could startle it and have it fall apart .   he hopes not   ,    wishes not so   ,    something calm and quiet in his demeanour always but especially now with the biologist still more worn out by whatever wrecked havoc on his body and mind for so long that even this unassuming peacefulness is so hard-won   ,    feels like an entirely new chapter than what they all have known before .  they have gone through so much    /    newt has gone through so much .   ever since they made it back   ,   he has spent most of his time asleep or keeping to the house   ,   obviously still recovering from the stress and horrors he went through that have culminated in some full-blown news spectacle    ,    enough for it to be an international crisis and enough for maximilian to take all the leave he still had left over to take this time to be there for the other man   ,    with or without august .  it has taken a toll on her too   ,    feeling the whole wave of newt’s possession and all the intense emotions that included as well as the quick change when he was finally free   ,    that pressure drop   ,    and then along with her own fear and worry and the travelling she has been slipping out early and sometimes late to go for long walks   ,    leaving maximilian and newt alone for some time every day but only because she knows she can   ,    because he has told her that she needed to take care of herself too .   it is how they make it through this     -     and he seems to hold them together by his hands   ,    his shoulders    ,    his back .   feels like if he lets go an inch   ,   lets either of them out of his sight   ,   he might crumble too .   it’s why he’s begun to sleep in newt’s room sometimes   ,    or why he takes over anything that needs to be done and isn’t cooking to ease august’s mind  ,   why he is the only one going into town .   they make him protective like this   ,   the same intensity but stemming from two so different roots inside of his heart   ,   and yet he knows he wouldn’t change a thing .   having newt wake up manages to relax him always almost immediately   ,    that assurance that he is alright and present   ,   and when maximilian hears the other man’s mumbled words he looks up and over to him  ,   the mess of hair and tired green of his eyes    ,    but still so much better than all those times before .   it unfurls maximilian’s heart every single time    ,    knowing newt is safe and here with them .   reaching out   ,   he runs a hand through newt’s hair   ,   pushes it back from his face to have a better look at him .   “   no going anywhere today if you don’t want to    ,    though august might have something to say about shoes in the house .    you can stay here  ,   yeah?   i might have to get breakfast .   ”

it feels so strange to be present in this world   ,   a world which he has always been a part of   ,   but only now is he finally able to enjoy it  ------   to make his own decisions   &   control his own body as he pleases. newton geiszler had been dead for so long   ,   &   yet no one was there to mourn him   ,  unaware that he had died in the first place. it was like no one remembered who he was anymore   ,   his former energy forgotten thanks to this new monster taking his place   ,   one who looked like him   ,   but certainly wasn’t him at all. the precursors had done all that they could to drive the people he loves away from him   ,   going as far to change the way he dresses   ,   the way he talks   ,   thinks   ,   &   so much more. his kind like demeanor turned cold   &   more power - hungry as the years passed  ,   taking a position at a company newt would never have joined if given the option   ,   now forced to wear fancy suits   &   glasses that did nothing for his already horrid vision. he wanted so badly to warn people   ,   to tell someone what was happening to him   &   who was responsible for it   ,   but the precursors knew better than to allow him any sort of free will. it was like taking a backseat while others made decisions for him   ,   forced to watch as he’s bound in chains   ,   all his important dynamics crumbling before his eyes. on the outside it may seem like he was enjoying the new fame   &   fortune he found in his life   ,   but deep down he truly   ,  truly hated every bit of it. the real newt would never care about working for a company that paid him tons of money   ,   nor would he ever betray the PPDC   ,   hermann or mako like that. every awful decision he made   ,  he never wanted to do   ,   but he knew it would be a long time before anyone would ever realize that   ,   though he’s thankful that hermann   ,   mako   ,   august   &   max never gave up on him. they were worried yes   ,   but they never lost hope   &   when it was revealed just who it really was that was holding the reigns   ,   it only reinforced their want to bring him back   ,   to somehow find a way to get newt back to his old   ,   lovable   ,   science loving self. he’s not sure what exactly that they did to succeed   ,   but he’s thankful that they did   ,   his new reality taking some time to adjust to   ,   but he knows that in time   ,   he will manage. when newt was first allowed to go home   ,   he felt really uncomfortable going back to the apartment that the precursors bought   &   chose   ,   one that once housed that awful secondary brain that started this whole mess. he had awful   ,   vivid nightmares every night he spent there   ,   so mako   &   her brother   ,   jake   ,   made the suggestion that he stay with family. that didn’t work either   ,   as the nightmares didn’t seem to want to cease now that they’ve started   ,   but here   ?   here in august’s home   ,   they seemed unable to haunt him. any bad dream he ever had stopped the moment he started living with her   &   max   ,   finally able to get a decent night sleep in over three years. he’s thankful to be here   ,   thankful that both august   &   max were willing to look out for him   ,   but he can’t help but feel awful about it too. he pushed them away for so long   ,   never called them   ,   warned them   ,   nothing. he was a true dick to them   ,   though he knows that the precursors did that purposefully so that their friendship would be ruined for good. something about august   ,   max   &   hermann threatened them   ,   perhaps because they knew that if anyone could break newt out of their control   ,   it was them   ,   but august especially. they succeeded in keeping them apart for quite some time   ,   but they didn’t have that ability anymore   ,   &   now newt intends on staying here with august   &   max for as long as possible. if he could   ,   he’d stay here forever   ,   but that’s truly a far off dream for now.

it’s a slow stir as he wakes up from his slumber at a strangely decent hour   ,   eyes squinting as they look over the tall figure that sits right beside him   ,   relaxing once he feels gentle fingers running through his bird’s nest of hair. oh   ,   human touch. how long has anyone shown him affection of any kind   ?   the biologist can’t help but smile   &   melt under max’s gentle affection   ,   humming happily as he leans back into the pillow.   ❝   staying here sounds nice   ,   ❞   he replies hoarsely   ,   still struggling to speak after the stress of not having control of his own words for such a long time. he’s come a long way   &   he feels like he’s making slow improvements   ,   but there’s still so much more that needs to be done. head turns a bit to look at the clock that sat at the bedside   ,   noting how early it was   &   how august must have already left for a morning walk in the forest or something. he wishes he could join her   ,   but he’s well aware that she needs some time away from him in order to remain somewhat sane after all this madness   ,   knowing that it ad affected her greatly too. it makes newt sad   ,   &   more than regretful of his past choices  ------   if he hadn’t been so adamant to prove hermann wrong all those years ago   ,   this wouldn’t have happened. the world would have ended if he hadn’t   ,   he knows that to be true   ,   but was it really worth it to spend three years watching yourself become something you hate   ?   to see your loved ones distance themselves from you because they think you’ve changed for the worst   ?   august felt the change the deepest   ,   felt everything from the separation   ,   his emotions   ,   the soft   ,   cries for help he’d emit her way whenever he had a chance … fuck   ,   he truly owes her so much.   &   max   !   he’s taking time away just to be with him   &   her   ------   no one’s ever wanted to take care of him like this before   ,   not even his own parents when he was young. to have so much love   ,   so much attention after years of total isolation   ?   it was almost overwhelming. it made newt want to cry   ,   which he did   ,   almost daily   (   the fear   ,   the anxiety   ------   that experience was only made worse   ).   breathing in deep   ,   newt reaches out toward max   &   takes his hand into his own   ,   struggling to see his visage clearly without his glasses  ,   but he could make out who he was just by the figure   &   the vibrant blues or his eyes.   ❝   no shoes in the house   ,   i promise. but   ------   can’t you stay for a bit longer   ?   ❞   his own eyes shine under bright sun rays   ,   loving the warmth he feels as light trickles into the bedroom   ,   further signifying that the day had only just begun.   ❝   i just … it’s selfish   ,   but   ------   i don’t want to be alone. not even for a few minutes. please.   ❞

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the national, trouble will find me | lyric starters feel free to change pronouns as preferred. warning for mentions of drugs, alcohol, and death.

you should know me better than that.

you’re not that much like me.

i should know you better than that.

i get this sudden sinking feeling.

never kept me up before, now I’ve been awake for days.

i’m going through an awkward phase.

i am secretly in love with everyone that i grew up with.

can i stay here? i can sleep on the floor.

i don’t see what’s strange about this.

everything i love is on the table.

i’m tired, i’m freezing, i’m dumb.

when it gets so late i forget everyone.

i need somewhere to stay.

don’t think anybody i know is awake.

you keep a lot of secrets.

nothing breaks your heart.

what am i supposed to say?

if i stay here, trouble will find me.

if i stay here, i’ll never leave.

i’ll always think of you.

but they say love is a virtue, don’t they?

tell me how to reach you.

i could walk out, but i won’t.

if you lose me, i’m gonna die.

i wish everybody knew what’s so great about you.

i said i wouldn’t get sucked in.

oh, don’t tell anyone i’m here.

i got tylenol and beer.

i was thinking that you’d call somebody closer to you.

you’re the only thing i want.

and i said i wouldn’t cry about it.

baby, you gave me bad ideas.

baby, you left me sad and high.

is it weird to be back in the south?

i won’t need any help to be lonely when you leave me.

i can’t blame you for losing your mind for a little while.

i didn’t understand then, i don’t understand now.

i didn’t ask for this pain it just came over me.

i just turn around and there you are.

i was just getting used to living life without you around.

if i tried you’d probably be hard to find.

there’s a lot i’ve not forgotten, i let go of other things.

i’m not holding out for you.

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the back and forth with people has never been his favourite thing   ,    definitely not something he filled his past time with    ,     so moments like this are rare and he is still a little unused by them    ,     a little out of his depths .   it has been something he has gone through with august a lot    ,     which she helped him with naturally  by the two of them being able to feel each other’s emotions and how to navigate that when they’d be together and around each other    -   having to learn how even that grew in intensity over their years growing closer together    -    and which he knows he would still try to ignore on purpose if it wouldn’t be for her .   of course   ,    the rest of the world is still a different story since he doesn’t have the same connection with them as he has with her   ,    but he can admit that his time spent with august has overall improved his life and his self    ,     a tremendous jump from his slightly reclusive and work-obsessed nature that he used to cling to before he met her .   and yes   ,    this may has gotten him further in his career than he even expected   ,    out of the small town he grew up in to the place he always wished and dreamed for being   ,    getting so close to it     ;    but he could not deny the impact august’s presence had on him has also made his work better    ,     made his time there easier    ,    and has helped him get the job he always   ,    always dreamed of having     -   a team effort in more than just the metaphorical term truly   ,   and he reminds her of how grateful he is for her almost daily .   she has made him a better person for sure    ,     and he hopes he could do the same for her at least in some measure in return   ,    hopes he could be the tether in this world she deserved to have .   it is why he would put up with everything she’d ever put in front of him   ,    and how even someone like newt could creep past his defenses   ,    what with how not far off to august’s own natural state of being he is   ,    with how seamlessly he seems to fit into their world . 

a laugh startles out of him then   ,   honest if a little stifled   ,  at newt’s perception of august     -     if he’d only knew how close to the truth he is .  maximilian and her haven’t talked about handling this yet   ,    how they are going to let their friend in on the very gigantic elephant in the room   ,   and maximilian knows he is just going to follow august’s lead on this thing since her role in this is much bigger than his   ,    and since she definitely has more to say on it anyway   (   what is he to add to the table?  ‘  i make sure august doesn’t collapse from feeling literally everything all the time  ’  sounds rather   …   sparse than actually illuminating   )  .  he knows they have to talk about it soon  ,   if they want to keep newt as close in their lives and attached to them as he already has begun to be and he definitely would stay    ,   they do have to mention it to him at one point     ,     probably not today while there are other things to talk about   ,    but at some point .   soon   ,    maybe .   he’d deserve to know .   tilting his head downwards again   ,    passing newt’s face with another glance before looking at the forest floor   ,    the shades of browns and greens there   ,    he finds his voice again .   “   yeah   ,    i don’t think that’s a good thing    -    actually it isn’t .   we all should hear more about what are great things about us   ,  you included  ”   he says first of all   ,    nodding to himself then   ,   having also needed to unlearn that habit that newt seemed to be too fond of .  it doesn’t sit well with him that he might have made him believe he didn’t like him   ,   that he made him worry more about this already .   “    you know   ,    she’s got that way with people .  had it with me as well ever since i met her .   she just    …    she just knows what to say .  she’s good like that   ,   perceptive .   but it’s not   ,    like   ,    a mean or harsh thing .   she just wants to help and wants to make sure everyone is doing well .   it’s probably also why she wanted us to talk    ,    give us some time on our own .   ”   looking up then   ,    he can’t help but let a warm smile settle on his face as he looks back at the other man again   ,    a fondness stirring in his chest at watching newt just be who he is .   as much as maximilian never had much luck with close range relationships before august   ,    he does think this tide can be turned .   he‘d not be the man he is if he wouldn’t think so .  taking a few steps forward   ,   he stops a little closer to newt   ,   hoping the diminished distance helps their case more .   “   and  i like you too   ,    newt .   i really do .  i totally mean that too .  i just    -    it takes me some time to warm up to people   ,   if you hadn’t noticed yet .   i’m not the most    ….   energetic person .  that’s no one’s issue or fault but mine .  and i am pretty sure we’ll gonna get along .  we’re getting along right now   ,   i’d even say   ,   even if you might assume differently from how this walk has panned out    ”   it’s a little teasing remark   ,   something he hopes break the bits of ice between them more    ,   beginning to warm this bond between them .   he then can’t help himself but laugh again at newt’s other comment   ,    another quiet one but not one he’d hide   ,    reaching out to touch newt’s shoulder briefly before he settles on   ,    “   glad to know i come across as a decent guy   ,    really .   and   ,    hey    ,    now you’ve got someone around that reaches the top shelf for you   ,    so i wouldn’t say it’s all hope lost between us .  august always makes good use of that too   ,   so i am always free for that .  i think we’ll naturally go from there now that we got some of this cleared up     -    by the way  ,   do you want to head back or do you want to keep going?    ”

any tension he thought there was hovering between them quickly dissipates once max begins to laugh   ,   the sound of it very sweet   &   joyous to the ears   ------   like the swell of a violin or something of that nature. it helps to make the tense muscles in newt’s body slowly loosen at the sound   ,   uneasy smile becoming much more genuine as the confidence that once disappeared slowly returns back to him   ,   feeling a little less on edge about this whole moment they were sharing. yeah   ,   maybe things between them won’t be so bad after all. in fact   ,   he feels a sort of shift beginning to happen now that they’ve talked it out   ,   noting that max seems a little more relaxed about the whole situation too too. sure   ,   they would still need some time to get used to this new dynamic between them   ,   but it’s definitely looking like a more promising start   &   that’s really all newt could ask for. at the mention of august   ,   he can’t help but let his smile grow even wider   ,   as he’s always ready to chat about the blonde whenever given a chance. it’s felt king of like fate that he came across august when he did   ,   who not only helped alleviate his awful   ,   consistent migraines   ,   but also his loneliness in a way too. he had hermann back in the us   ,   but they didn’t exactly hang out much outside of work   ,   mainly because of his lack of mobility   &   reclusiveness   ,   which was totally fine. august was pretty much a perfect match for him   ,   energetic   &   fun   ,   maybe a little on the fairy girl side with the whole loving the forest thing   ,   but he could get behind it. in fact   ,   he has   ------   if people back at home knew that newt geiszler actually liked to hike now   ,   he doesn’t think anyone would actually believe him. august has done a lot for him in the short time he’s known her   &   seems like she’s done the same for max too.   ❝   we’re both pretty lucky to know her   ,   huh   ?   ❞   it’s spoken somewhat out of the blue   ,   still in line with the conversation   ,   but more so like a sudden realization   ------   the answer to the lab report he’s been searching for all along. turning to look at the taller man   ,   his smile is still wide   &   vibrant as ever   ,   skin pale   &   hair messy from the chill of the wind that swirls around them.   ❝   is it weird to say she kind of saved me   ?   i was doing okay. well   ,   from a professional standpoint   ,   i am doing amazing. all my work   &   research   ?   people would kill to have a career like mine. don’t get me wrong   ,   i’m really thankful for everything that i do   ,   but sometimes it can be a lot. i get … lonely a lot. my job kind of alienates me from most people   ------   they assume i’m some sort of lizard loving freak or whatever   ,   but she … she didn’t judge me at all. august just sort of embraced me as i was   &   encouraged me to continue to be .. well   ,   what makes me me.  ❞   newt laughs   ,   arms crossed over his chest in an effort to keep himself warm.   ❝   she’s like the best hype man you could ever ask for. i’m really not so sure what i would have done without her.   ❞   he notes how close the two of them are now   ,   no longer a strange   ,  hovering distance keeping them completely apart. it’s nice   ------   definitely a good development to see. let’s hope it keeps on growing   !

❝   oh jeez   ,   here come the short jokes   !   ❞   he can’t help but laugh a bit at max’s teasing   ,   newt’s body leaning into him a bit as his hand remains on his shoulder   ,   feeling more comfortable than he did at the start of this walk. now he feels more like himself.  ❝   listen   ,   just because i’m short   ,   doesn’t mean i can’t handle myself   ,   alright   ?   i’m a scientist for god’s sake   !   i should have you meet hermann one of these days. he’s caught me doing all sorts of things in an effort to try to reach the crap they keep from us on the top shelf. sometimes i feel like they do that on purpose   ,   which is totally cruel if that’s the case.   ❞   energy bubbles within the scientist once again   ,   already bouncing off of his heels   ,   hiking boots creasing   &   dragging across the dirt floor.   ❝   but hey   ,   i appreciate the offer   ,   maximilian. please leave me your resume for me to review   &   i’ll get back to you on that if i ever do need the help.   ❞   his heart feels so much better now that there’s a teasing quality to their dynamic   ,   the energy that has already grown in him already bubbling to a enormous amount   &   he can’t help the action he performs next   ,   one that overtakes him so quickly   ,   he barely realizes what he’s doing until it’s too late. stepping onto his tip -toes as best he can without falling   ,   newt wraps his arms around the taller man   &   drags him in for a big   ,   loving embrace. hugs were not something newt delivers too often   ,   only because he doesn't have too many people whom he can do that with   ,   but this moment seemed kind of monumental for the two of them. it felt right   ,   like it was really needed for both of them   ------   a sort of closure.   ❝   hey   ,   max   ?   thanks.   ❞   his voice is muffled a bit as he continues the warm embrace   ,   staying like that for a moment before finally pulling away   ,   smile like sun rays as he looks up at his new friend   ,   feeling better about everything completely.   ❝   i’m glad you like me   &   i like you   ,   so we should be fine in the end i think. i have like   ,   total confidence that we’ll make it now. the hug sorta seals the deal   !   ❞   at the mention of returning back to august’s home   ,   he realizes that they’ve been out here for quite some time. maybe they should head back over now that things are better between them   ,   a sight that august will no doubt be happy to see   ,   if she didn’t already sense it already. man   ,   that woman’s intuition   ------   the force is strong with this one   !   ❝   maybe we should get back. i don’t want august to think we duked it out or anything. as if you could take me.   ❞   newt laughs   ,   shaking his head.   ❝   nah   ,   i’m kidding dude. i might look feisty   ,   but i am one hundred percent a total pacifist. i couldn’t hurt a fly let alone a person. now uh   ,   let’s head back   &   tell august that her guys have finally settled their shit. maybe if we’re lucky   ,   we can get her to come out   &   go to dinner in the town later   ,   since it won’t be so weird now. how’s that sound   ?   a family dinner   ------   could be neat   !   ❞

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*   &   ---   𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇   /   lescelerat   !

icy air pushes through his nostrils, the air growing colder around him the more his anger is taking hold of him; wondering briefly if people just came up here these days on suicide missions, or wanting to mock him, as such ‘ scientist ‘ is apparently out to do. well, he is certainly succeeding     ——       the fury having a tight grasp on him is blazing, cursing in untamed rivers through his frozen veins as it threatens to rupture his vision even more than it already is. BLIND WITH RAGE, it never has held more meaning than now, than when applied to dmitry. the tales they tell, they are all true enough, frightening, threatening, lethal to a fault just like the king in the north; he didn’t even have to plant a narrative for him, those naive townfolk did all the dirty work for him, came up with those nightmares all on their own; if hell is what they expect, hell is what he will deliver, one step past the gates at any given moment. they should have been glad to have her, the queen, but they were scared of her too, stupid imbeciles, and now they are paying for it with someone far more vicious, or something apparently. has he been stripped of any identity? any humane quality? is he a monster to be pitied. dmitry steps closer to the intruder, who is far too focused on running his mouth; his first mistake. gloved hand flexes and flakes of snow sharpen in the crystalline air, tiny daggers.             ❛ you know what is even more awful to experience? ❜    his voice is gravel and dirt, rough with intent and from malice; the air picks up around them, his coat getting caught in the stiff, frigid breeze, whipping around his legs; he doesn’t feel the cold anymore, it hardly bothers him, it has sunken that deep into him.                ❛ death. you have ever made his acquaintance? you are about to, ❜   a scoff, he flashes a few teeth, white, gleaming, deadly.                ❛ they do say he looks an awful lot like me, or would you rather waste your pity on someone else? men, so foolish and yet so eager to play savior. is that what you are here for? ❜   his eye darkens, midnight blue caught in a storm, the intensity of the oceans crashing against his kingdom’s shore. 

newt was well aware of the possibility of danger when he decided to make the trek up the mountain   ,   ignoring the warnings of the townsfolk   ,   many who were worried for him   ,   though majority were more concerned for what the king might do to the rest of them in response to newt’s unprompted visit. he knows that his life would be hanging in the balance if this whole myth turned out to be true   ,   but his mind would receive no rest until he made the trip   &   saw the legend for himself. all his work   &   findings had lead him to one finite conclusion   &   he needed to know if he was right. ever since he was a young boy   ,   being right in any way has always been important to him   ,   but now as he stands before the tall figure of the king   ,   frozen daggers pointed his way   ,   the fairy tale made real right before his eyes   ,   he wonders if in this instance   ,   this is the first time where being right didn’t matter at all. if he didn’t appear nervous before   ,   it certainly was obvious now   ,   bright emeralds widening as he shifts his focus from the king to the sharp ice that threatens to piece him   ,   the imminent danger making him sweat even in such chilling temperature.   &   yet even in the face of sudden death   ,   newt can’t help but wonder if this man   ,   this king would really would kill him as he’s threatened   ,   if the heart that still laid in his chest truly was cold   &   dormant   ,   closed off from ever feeling anything for anyone ever again   ?   ❝   i’m not a savior. i mean   ,   do i look like one to you   ?   ❞   he asks earnestly   ,   a bit of humor evident in his tone as he lifts his arms up for the king to see   ,   showcasing the petite form of his body. yeah   ,   not exactly the hero type   ,   pal.   ❝   i meant it when i said i wanted to help you. it has nothing to do with gaining anything or involving the townspeople. they were the ones who were all against it   ,   but anyways   ------   i was doing some research   &   found out there was a young man who disappeared a few years ago. no one knows what happened to him ... some people assumed he died or the queen took him.   ❞   he steps forward   ,   even in the face of sharp objects pointed toward him   ,   he presses onward. he needs answers   ,   or he’ll die trying.   ❝   i have a feeling you were that guy. i don’t know what the queen did to you   ,   but whatever it is   ,   we can figure it out through more research   &   just getting to know each other.   ❞   a hand is outstretched   ,   as if in greeting   ------   hope flashes in his eyes   ,   waiting to see what the king’s reaction could be to such a human gesture. kindness … does anyone ever showcase that to him anymore   ?   ❝   i want to help you because i think i can … i don’t know how yet   ,   but i got a feeling   ,   &   my gut feeling is hardly ever wrong. i know you don’t like people intruding in on you   ,   your highness   ,   but trust me   ,   i’m here to help … i want to be of help to you   ,   if only you’ll just give me a chance …   ❞

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I headcanon that newt has no real interest in getting married or having kids, but that doesn't mean it isn't possible. His fear of both of these only stem from the fact that he feels like he can't do it and that he will fail at either of those things if he tries ( note: his mother rejected his father's proposal and left him and newt literally right after giving birth, so there is some fear of abandonment there as well as a fear of following in his father's footsteps ). marriage is scary and he could never forgive himself if it ever went south, but deep down we all know the man is devoted to anything and anyone he cares about, so the reality is that he'd make for a really good partner, and a loyal one at that. also, t.ravis beacham says that of all the shatterdome guys, excluding r.aleigh, newt is the best when it comes to handling kids, so he really could be a good dad if only someone were to convince him and reassure him that he can be good enough.

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newt likes to sit on countertops, desks, & anywhere not deemed appropriate. he'll have a normal conversation with someone while sitting cross legged on his desk, going over his most recent notes & findings & not see anything wrong with it.

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*   &   ---   𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐎𝐖𝐒𝐊𝐈 , 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍   /   pragerstrasse   !

the forest is quieter around them    ,    nothing like the responsive thing it usually is when august is around    ,    but he doesn’t mind it so much    -    no   ,    there is something nice about the quiet    ,    something good .   his footing is getting better around here too and he knows it   ,    the years he has on the other man in knowing the terrain coming to his aid   ,     but he is also acutely aware that his pace is a little kinder than august’s when she is emersed in her surroundings here and can forget her focus on the people alongside her a little   ,    something he knows is never meant unkindly or rudely   ,    and is also much more endearing to watch than it might appear when telling others about it .  he certainly has assured august that he never felt himself left out or thought she was being rude to him   ,    more that she opened the place she really saw as home up to others to experience with her .   striking the forest ground on their own without her today was a brave decision    ,    or so august’s raised brows told them a little    ,    but he also wanted to spend time with august’s found friend    -   their friend now    ,     he and newt know each other a bit already .  stopping when he hears the biologist too    ,     maximilan can’t help but turn around to look at the surprised and already slightly worried eyes matching the leafs on the trees surrounding them .   it is not newt’s fault    ,     the way maximilan has gotten burned before by women and men   ,    people really   ,    alike in most interpersonal relationships    ,    and while he has not meant it in a malicious way when he tried to find words to describe newt   ,    he now sees how it could have come across .   “   i didn’t mean it in a bad way   -    or mean way   ,     sorry if it came across like that .   it’s just   -    it’s not like i have many people next to august in my life    ,     certainly no one as close   ,    and meeting anybody else is always a so -  so  .  ”   hand making a back and forth motion  ,   as he now turns around to face the shorter man fully   ,   posture easy .    “    and august trusts people rather   …    easily   ,    she’s good with picking things up about others like that   ,    but that’s where we’re different .  i just had some bad experiences is all    ,    and i don’t want    -    hey   ,    you know i like you   ,    right?   like   ,    i know you’re a good man   ,   newton   ,    you know i admire your work too .   i just feel a little protective over   …   myself   ,    i guess?   august too   ,    but she can handle herself .   ”  brows furrowing   ,    he draws away for a moment there   ,    not quite sure what to do know .   “    sorry   ,    i think this is why august shooed us out of the house .  she knows i’m never good with sorting through my emotions .  but i didn’t mean what i said to you badly   ,     just need to work my own stuff out   ,    newt .  i promise .   ”

admittedly when they were first introduced   ,   newt was a little surprised to discover just how different maximilian was compared to his  &   august’s shared energy. the blonde totally was the sort of woman who could truly get along with just about anyone  without much effort   ,   where max seemed a heck of a lot more guarded right from the get go. for newt   ,   it’s something he’s strangely very used to. after all   ,   it took years writing letters   &   emails to hermann before they created something sort of close to resembling a friendship   ,   though the whole ordeal was almost ruined when they met face to face the first time   &   hermann got a true taste of just how crazy the biologist’s energy could truly be. newt gets it   ------   so many people have been upfront about what it’s like to deal with him   &   how it can be overwhelming for one person to take. does it suck   ?   of course it does   ,   but when you’ve lived a long thirty - five years of life as he has   ,   you experience a heck of a lot in that time   &   while being alone is not something he’d like to be for the rest of his days   ,   he also doesn’t want anyone to simply stick around because they feel like they have to. if anything   ,   that just sucks even more. newt   &   max definitely are not the sort of guys who’d naturally bump into one another unless it was related to work   (   an interview perhaps   ,   but even that's a slim chance   )   ,   so them learning to adjust to one another while sharing the same mutual friend was going to be tough. not just for max   ,   but for august too.

taking some time away from august’s home was probably the best solution for all of them   ------   their negative energy definitely not the vibe august needs hanging around her usual sunshine - like disposition. however   ,   newt wasn’t really expecting for them to actually talk about their slow building   ,   slightly struggling friendship   ,   or for max to even apologize for his words which   ,   honestly   ?  that’s definitely new. if he wasn’t already surprised before   ,   he definitely is now   ,   staying perfectly quiet as he listens to max try to further explain himself   ,   noting how difficult it had to be for him. oh yeah   ,   he definitely doesn’t do this often.  ❝   hey    ,   it’s okay. totally fine   ,   i’m weirdly used to being told things that are not great about me   ,   so i just sort of assumed i was doing something wrong   &   you were just pointing it out. i probably should break my assumption habit … not the healthiest thing to do.   ❞   hands in his leather jacket remain there   ,   providing a sort of comfort to him during what he feels is a difficult conversation. not just for max   ,   but him too.   ❝   listen   ,   i’m sorry you haven’t had the best of luck with people in the past  &   if we ever get to a point where you wanna vent about it   ,   i’m all ears. i do want us to get along   ,   but obviously if this doesn’t work out   ,   we shouldn’t force it. i know we want to behave   &   make august happy   ,   but lying isn’t going to be good either. i feel like she would figure it out within seconds even if we did try to force it … i can’t explain it   ,   but she just has this vibe where you feel like she knows everything about you . must be like   ,   a woman's intuition thing.   ❞   newt shrugs   ,  lips curving into a small  ,   nervous smile   ------   the first of its kind   ,   confidence dropped to a low level.   ❝   you don’t have to promise me anything   ,   okay   ?   just let our friendship grow naturally   ,   dude. but i do like you   ,   maximilian. sure   ,   you’re tall like one of these trees   &   you make me feel more of a hobbit than i actually am  ,   but you seem like a decent dude. i have no bad thoughts or feelings about you   &   from what august tells me   ,   you’re a pretty good guy. the best guy in her world. well   ,   before i came into the picture.   ❞   he winks.   ❝   anyways   ,   just don’t work yourself up about all this   ,   alright   ?   take all the time you need to adjust to all this   ,   i know it’s weird   &   new to you. but whatever happens   ,   just know that i think you’re a really great guy   ,   someone i definitely want to get to know   ,   but i definitely will understand if  you don’t feel the same way at the end.   ❞

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*   &   ---   𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 , 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘   /   necrosess   !

          WILL  THERE  BE  SONG  AT  THE  END  OF  THE  WORLD  ?  lulling  notes  drifting  through  the  wreckage  /  a  melody  to  dance  across  the  ashes  to  .  i  think  so  ,  music  is  memory  is  it  not  ?  and  with  that  thought  i  closed  the  curtains  on  my  composing  career  and  turned  to  medicine  .  i  am  a  peculiar  presence  amongst  the  practitioners  and  pilots  ━  even  in  the  company  of  the  medical  team  there  is  more  than  an  eyebrow  raise  as  i  pass  .  the  crisp  white  of  my  lab  coat  ,  a  mockery  in  their  eyes  yet  there  is  a  particular  wonderment  that  this  attention  also  affords  (  i  was  a  household  name  before  life  became  war  but  fame  hardly  meant  much  at  the  brink  of  everything  )  

         i  am  not  alone  in  the  hall  as  i  approach  my  office  .  instead  ,  i  am  greeted  by  a  face  that  has  become  quite  familiar  to  me  .  someone  who  seems  almost  as  out  of  place  as  i  .  he  is  far  from  the  expected  image  of  a  doctor  .  THE  AURA  OF  A  VISIONARY  FOLLOWING  HIM  INTO  WHATEVER  SPACE  HE  FOUND  HIMSELF  IN  /  IT  WAS  A  QUALITY  I   FOUND  ADMIRABLE  .   more  art  than  science  or  rather  both  at  once  ;  interdisciplinary  ,  all  the  best  creators  were  .  ❛  doctor  gieszler  ,  i  didn’t  realize  you  had  an  appointment  today  .  ❜  i  check  the  clipboard  clasped  to  my  chest  in  a  momentary  panic  yet  the  next  hour  of  the  timesheet  appears  blank  .  in  a  sigh  of  relief  my  gaze  returns  to  him  .   ❛  but  you’ve  caught  me  at  free  moment  so  you’re  welcome  to  come  in  if  you’d  like  ━  ❜  as  i  begin  to  do  away  with  the  lock  on  the  door  i  am  struck  by  yet  another  blunder  .  ❛  i  called  you  doctor  gieszler  again  ,  didn’t  i  ?  ❜ 

                @bravegroupie·  …  𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒄  (  sc  )

relief is a feeling seldom felt when working in the shatterdome. a team of thousands now reduced to a meager few   ,   all meant to assist in what would be their final push to hopefully stop the world from ending. it’s a valiant effort   ,   but one that piles much stress on them all   ,   something that can easily drag down morale   &   dwindle their numbers ever more if not well - attended to. it’s why miss emily davenport makes for such a great addition to their war effort   ,   both for her therapies   &   just her positive   ,   cheery presence   &   disposition alone. it’d be silly for the biologist to admit he was perhaps smitten with her from the moment the marshal introduced them   ,   but of course   ,   he’s also not the best at lying when asked uncomfortable questions on the spot. her beauty was what caught his eye at first   ,   but it was her charming personality that kept his interest   ,   something that only his kaiju research ever managed to keep on a more consistent basis. no   ,   for the first time in years   ,   he’s found himself wanting to take some time to see   &   talk to this particular woman   ,   allowing himself to take breaks   &   to have some semblance of actual rest for once. truly her therapies were helping   !   but while her focus may be to help alleviate the stress in his mind   ,   she also managed to put a warmth in him that spreads throughout his entire chest   ,   infecting   &   capturing his heart in the process. to fall in love was the world crashes   &   burns   ------   his timing never has been the greatest   ,   but better late than never   !

a captivating grin is given as she uses his appropriate title   ,   finding the gesture maybe a bit more darling than he would if anyone else did it. formalities were never really his thing   ,   but he was fine if emily did it. a bias   ------   but who could blame him   ?   ❝   oh hey   ,   don’t sweat it. force of habit   ,   right   ?   if you wanted to call me by my actual title   ,   em   ,   you’d have to call me dr. dr. dr. dr. dr. dr. geiszler   ,   &   that'd be annoying   &   a mouthful   !   ❞   laughing   ,   he leans against her office door frame   ,   eyes flitting between her clipboard   &   her pale features. oh   ,   he made sure she had a free moment today. in fact   ,   he pestered hermann to take a peak at her schedule when he went in for his session today. you’re a real bro   ,   hermy wormy   ,   he recalls telling him   ,   which was only met with a roll of the mathematician’s eyes. didn’t matter   ,   he was here  &   emily was free   ------   score one for geiszler   !   ❝   i’d love to come in   ,   em. turns out i have a free moment too. imagine   ,   taking breaks as the world ends   ,   right   ?   ❞   newt shrugs   ,   his smile never wavering.   ❝   but seriously   ,   can’t think of another person to spend my rare moments of free time with.   ❞   cheeks grow hot   ,   a rare glimpse of shyness blossoming. what a reaction   !   ❝   uh   ,   anyways   ,   i was digging through my old phone archives   &   found something i think you might find cool. or you might laugh at it but either way   ,   it’ll sure to put a smile on your face one way or the other   !   ❞

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*   &   ---   𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍 , 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊   /   revivescos   !

freedom comes in the form of earnest green eyes   ,    it has always come this way .   even in hist angriest    ,    even in his coldest and deadest    ,    his most tragic moments it has been newton’s presence that has given him an out to all the suffering he seemingly was supposed to go through in this life .   as penance   ,    he has often thought and especially the few years before he met his only friend again    ,    as a punishment for killing everyone and everything around him   ,    infecting it with the death residing in himself like a spreading plague that was uncontainable .   and only ever to be stopped by newt slipping through all his defences and dismantling the curse   ,    bringing a cure .  the how has never been of much question or thought for frederick   ,   having known that to find an answer for someone or something as futile and rare as newton’s presence in his life at just the right moments he needed it would become the impossible try to solve an impossible equation .   what has always mattered more is the effect it had on him   ,    or newt had on him   (   still does   )    ,    and how apparently he made frederick feel     -    the good and the bad   ,    ecstasy as well as belonging and then so much thinly veiled rage and longing that he could never say exactly what was lying itself like a web into his veins   ,    what that resided under his skin belonged to him and what were long lost parts for newt to pick up shall he ever return .   not that frederick had held out a lot of hope   ,    he has always been more prone to realism    ,    to pessimism   ,    and so he just knew to resign himself to the ever-present lack in himself   ,    another one but that would make him unavailable for any other relationship one could ever expect him to be a part of .   gaze flickering back over at the man who claimed so much of his emotional availability   ,    he replies   ,    “    well    ,    you certainly are the first person who thinks my talk is a benefactor for your mood .   the rest of the world begs to differ .   ”   it is not meant in harshness   ,    or self-deprecating   ,    but just another truth that he already faced back in college    :     people did not respond to his voice or words kindly    ,    and he didn’t need them to   ,    still doesn’t .   of course   ,    the thief is the exception to this as he is to every rule in frederick’s rulebook .  another touch to his arm   ,    and the doctor takes it willingly for once   ,   allowing newt to alert him and then to lead the way out   ,    actively ignoring the people that are very obviously giving him    -    giving them    -    a critical look on his way out .  once they are by the door   ,    he can’t help the return of the ghost of a smile at newt’s little comment in return to the other man’s open grin   ,   more than grateful for the excuse to not only look at him once more but to also leave with him .   never has loneliness felt so unattractive   ,    this change in his demeanour only moved by newt’s return and the extraordinaire impact he always and still has on frederick   ,    the way he softens so much of him like no one else can .   who’d knew there are such sides inside of him   ,    now returned to the surface in such a loving manner he thought he’d never be capable or deserving of?   once they meet the cool night air   ,    he waits for newt to fall into step with him .    “  beauty next to age  ,   if you’d do me the honour  ,   ”  he says then  ,   something finally easing in his chest away from the crowd of people   ,   something locking back into place at only having to be around the one person he wants around   ,    softening him considerably once more .   “   i know you like the food   ,    and i know i love to indulge you    ,     so it is no hardship for me   ,    i have you know .  but would you be up for italian   ,    maybe?   there’s enough of them open to still get a moderately nice table .   if not   ,    we can also take a walk and go home .   ”

beauty next to age   ------   oh   ,   how the comment makes the ex - thief’s heart sing. he was doing all that he could not to draw too much attention than they already were   ,   always forever concerned about frederick’s well being   &   not wanting these judgmental pricks to further disturb him. to have him want to walk beside him rather than walk ahead of him   ------   newt knows how monumental that is   ,   perhaps the biggest gesture of love the doctor could ever bestow besides saying it out loud. charming confidence wanes for a moment as he locks eyes with well known grays   ,   the ever flowing words finally dying in his throat   ,   forcing him to remain silent. the moment is only a few seconds but it feels longer as they stand in the doorway   ,   finally able to break the smallest of smiles   ,   nodding as he waits until they can both exit the winery together   ,   his hand still lightly pressed against his arm. he truly meant it when he said he enjoyed it when frederick spoke   ,   but he especially loved just spending time with him   ,   something he had almost forgotten during those years he spent apart. god   ,   why did i ever leave him again   ?   nowhere felt quite as much as home as it did when in the doctor’s presence  ,   a realization that only makes that smile of his grow even more   ,   his heart bursting inside his chest   ,   the sudden desire to kiss him now apparent in glassy emeralds. of course   ,   newt wound’t dare cross that barrier just yet   ,   especially after having just dealt with so much stress in that damn winery. it was always better to let the doctor lead   ,   (   as if love   &   romance was like a long   ,   drawn out tango   ;   constantly encircling each other as they moved as one   )   as it allowed him the opportunity to get comfortable in his own way without accidentally harming him. the ex - thief has done many bad things throughout his life   ,   but he refuses to harm the doctor anymore than he already has in the past. thankfully   ,   the heat he feels in his cheeks cools down as the brisk air hits them   ,   now completely out of sight of all of frederick colleagues. it makes newt feel more at ease at the realization   ,   releasing his hold on the doctor’s arm   &   stuffing his hands into his own jacket pockets.   ❝   i’m glad you do … you know   ,   like to indulge me i guess. pretty sure it’s obvious you know i like to indulge you too. your happiness is kind of my happiness. always has been   ,   &   definitely always will be.   ❞  it’s not quite a profession of love   ,   but it’s definitely damn close to one   ,   letting his energy ramp up a bit as he bounces on the balls of his heels a bit before walking forward   ,   though careful to stay at the doctor’s side. if he wants to walk alongside him   ,   then who is he not to oblige   ?   ❝   &   hey   ,   italian sounds damn good   &   kind of appropriate after all that shitty wine. maybe we can get something that’ll get that dry flavor out of our mouths   ,   plus i could go for some veal   ,   or even a nice   ,   simple risotto.   ❞   with a sigh   ,   newt looks up at the slowly setting sky   ,   the orange   &   pink glow a gorgeous shade against the blue sky   ------   a promising view for a much more promising evening. turning to look at frederick again   (   a favorite pastime to be certain   )   ,   he reaches out once more   ,   hand gently tugging at the sleeve of his coat with a soft tenderness. the gesture could easily be seen as him simply adjusting his clothes   ,   but his gaze says another story   ,   one he hopes frederick will read   &   kindly bestow   ,   but he knows well not to hope too much. all good things comes to those who wait.   ❝   hey.   ❞   he starts off slow   ,   letting silence fall for a bit before continuing.   ❝   i hope you won’t let those guys get to you. they’re all a bunch of judgmental crackpots who probably have done waaaay worse shit than call off an engagement. hell   ,   i wouldn’t be surprised if they’re all in terrible marriages that they didn’t want to be apart of. you were just smart enough to actually not go through with yours. if anything   ,   maybe they’re a little jealous.   ❞   eyes remain on the doctor’s features   ,   hoping he can find some comfort in his words. it’s all he wants   ------   to alleviate some of his stress   ,   to be a source of happiness   ,   a light in his life.   ❝   but whatever it is that’s going on in their noggins   ,   just don’t take it seriously. you’re better than all of them   ------   the best damn doctor   &   surgeon ever. you might say it’s my bias for you talking   ,   but i’m totally serious. you are   &   that’s a fact   &   no matter what   ,   you will always be better.   ❞   a pause.   ❝   you’re a good man   ,   frederick. i know you say you’re not   ,   but you are to me   &   i think that matters for something   ,   right   ?   ❞

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*   &   ---   𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑   /   caspers   !

to be wanted   ,   to be needed   ------   the feeling was completely exhilarating. glasses begin to steam up as the doctor continues his pleasurable ministrations   ,   senses completely overwhelmed at how good casper was at this   ,   touching him   &   kissing him in all the right places. sexual desire is not uncommon for the biologist   ,   but it is rare   ,   seeing as his focus is usually devoted solely for his work. it felt good to be able to indulge in such delights like this   ,   hands that had his wrists pinned now moving to cling to his back   ,   crescent moon prints no doubt littering his skin even through his clothes. that’s just how badly newt needed this   ,  how badly he wanted casper to keep going   &   to never stop.   ❝   please.   ❞   voice is breathless as a hand presses over his belt buckle   ,   already feeling the weight it presents in the current moment   ,   as well as how uncomfortable his pants have quickly become as his need for casper grows. the doctor had all the power to release him from such torment   ,   but he newt knows he wouldn’t do so easily. he’ll make him ride it out   ,   just as they are already doing   ------   make newt’s desire skyrocket to immeasurable heights   &   oh   ,   how quickly it works   ,   newt feeling the heat rising in his cheeks   ,   a hand reaching up to toss aside his own glasses   ,   allowing vibrant   ,  but glazed emeralds full view of the man he loved.   ❝   you can do whatever you want with me   ,   ❞   is all newt can say   ,   light groan leaving him as one hand still clings tightly to him   ,   the other now moving to begin with the removal of his shirt   ,   buttons undone with sloppy movements. after a moment   ,   casper’s shirt is now completely open   ,   bare skin exposed for his eyes only. his body is the completely opposite of his   ,   a clean canvas that no needle has ever been privileged to touch. fingers quickly press into the skin to feel the heat of his body   ,   groaning as the doctor’s own hands go elsewhere   ,   doing all he can to keep quiet.   ❝   just don’t stop   ,   ❞   the biologist begs   ,   hips now rocking against his hand   ,   teeth   &   tongue crashing against his mouth.   ❝   i love you   ,   i want you … you can have me however just … don’t stop ...   ❞

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*   &   ---   𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑   /   caspers   !

[ GEISZLER, NEWTON. ] :   let’s just say that my ties will be put to good use. [ GEISZLER, NEWTON. ] :   i have a hypothesis. [ GEISZLER, NEWTON. ] :   i want to experiment with you. [ GEISZLER, NEWTON. ] :   how do you feel about that? [ GEISZLER, NEWTON. ] :  hopefully it’ll be a success and we’ll both … [ GEISZLER, NEWTON. ] :  be satisified with the results.

[   darling doctor 💕   ] :   your tie   ,   huh   ? [   darling doctor 💕   ] :   &   where exactly are you going to tie me up   ? [   darling doctor 💕   ] :   how do you plan to tie me up ? [   darling doctor 💕   ] :   will there be snacks after   ?   i get a lilttle parched after an intense work out. i suggest capri suns or something just as refreshing.

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                                   ‘ i’ve met too many men like you. ’                                     ------ maximilian zarkowski   /   @pragerstrasse​

most things don’t catch the biologist off - guard so easily   ,   but the anchor’s seemingly off - handed comment as they walk through the forest does manage to make him think   ,   the crunching of leaves ceasing their loud echo as movements come to a sudden halt. wow   ,   you know how to take a pause   ?   that’s definitely a first. eyebrows raise questioningly as his head turns over to look at his friend   (   or so he hopes they are   )   for a moment   ,   uncertain what exactly he meant by his words.   &   where did that comment even come from   ?   did he even mean to say it out loud   ?   ❝   dude   ,   what the heck does that even mean   ?   ❞   best to be blunt   &   up front he always thinks   ,   hands buried deep inside his faux leather jacket pockets as he awaits for some kind of answer. yes   ,   even in warm weather   ,   newt just can’t seem to part from wearing the heavy material. it’s my brand   ,   my look   ------   can’t go home without it   !   ❝   is it meant to be like   ,   a good thing or a bad thing   ?   the way you present it kiiiiinnnnnnd of makes me lean towards bad   ,   but then again i can’t blame you. i can be kind of a lot if you know what i mean. definitely got a lot of energy that people just can’t seem to deal with   ,   not that they have to anyway.   ❞   insult or not   ,   newt grins   ,   his shoulder nudging maximilian’s as he begins to continue onward with their trek   ,   perhaps more than ready to get back to coolness of august’s home   ,   where they can at least grab something to drink   &   maybe talk about this all more in depth. or not   ,   you know   ,   he’s not exactly excited about the prospect of this conversation anyway   ,   but he’s flexible   &   the last thing he ever wants is to make someone else uncomfortable just because he   ,   well   ,   exists.   ❝   if you need me to cool my jets   ,   i can try to do that for you   ,   but no promises   !   i kinda go off the handle sometimes   ,   as i’m sure you’ve noticed. but anyways   ,   maybe next time just be a little more upfront   &   less cryptic like about it   ,   alright   ?   i’m a small dude   ,   but i’m an adult still   &   i can take most critiques when they pop up. i kinda have to   ,   that’s sort of been my life as of late   ------   people questioning what i do  &   junk. but no worries maximilian   ,   it’s nothing personal. i still think you’re pretty groovy.   ❞

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when newt was old enough, uncle illia would always take newt fishing. newt as a kid was apprehensive about the activity at first, but grew to love it only because he enjoyed having one on one time with his uncle away from the stress of life. newt never really catches fish because his technique is lousy, but anytime ilia catches something they take it home, clean it & have it for dinner. now as an adult newt doesn't fish anymore, but he does have a taste for seafood ( except octopus, yuck ).