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โงฝ sfw content only!! however, i believe my writing or my posts are a bit mature, so i would prefer whoever is interacting to be at least 16 yrs old.
โงฝ the characters i write for might be OOC from your perspective. pls
โงฝ bear with me for i am a veryyy slow writer & if you requested something--i give you 4 weeks before you can spam my inbox
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โงฝ things i'm into rn: harry potter, fantastic beasts, dc comics, the day of the jackal, mcu, and anime
โงฝ i'll try to respond to people IF i'm not busy with work or school. BUTTT i'm very friendly #promiseENTP
โงฝ I REALLYYYY like Callum Turner + Eddie Redmayne
โงฝ i'm also big on shifting, LOA, yumeshipping, and art/editing
โงฝ feel free to tag me in fics or things i like ! ห๐ทห
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โงฝ i do not write nsfw and don't see myself doing so anytime soon srry xx same goes for anything TOO taboo. idk js request and see if i reply or not.
โงฝ i will probably only write for characters i know or am familiar with. if idk the character, i'll try to write for them (if im in the mood). but chances are, i'm never getting into it.
โงฝ i only write for fem!/gen neutral! reader #sorryyyyy (i also do not write oc x canon ok bye)
โงฝ TBH you'll only see me post textfics and oneshots
a/n: I think I genuinely woke up in cold sweat the moment you requested this. I never felt so motivated and happy to write some headcanons. Hope you don't mind that I also included Theseus...I REALLY LIKE CALLUM TURNER.
NEWT SCAMANDER:
Newt Scamander isn't the type to make the first move, but he will sure make an impression. The moment he concludes that he has romantic feelings for you, everything comes undone. He thinks about waves to make the first move, but ultimately decides to leave it at bay--sometimes, it becomes overwhelming, which causes him to unconsciously isolate himself from you.
It isn't until you confront him about his behavior. Honestly, you thought he began to hate you or something. In reality, he had this amazing, massively awkward crush on you.
He had to hear it from you first.
He had to hear that you felt the same way.
And he was glad to hear you did.
Newt Scamander rambles about his creatures to you all the time. Vice versa. He often travels, and as much as he would love to bring you, he is scared something might happen to you. To make it up, he sends postcards, buys gifts, and stays a bit longer before traveling again. He also talks to his creatures about you. He'd probably take a look in the niffler cage, spotting the many pieces of jewelry, and secretly take a few gems out because they match your eyes. The moment his nifflers take note, he tries reasoning with them. Some understand, while some are ready to chew his hair off.
"Teddy--please. I promise you I'll get you more shiny silverware."
The niffler turned his black fur away from Newt's face, squealing coming from his beak, and Newt attempted to carry the grieving creature.
Newt Scamander later bought Teddy the Niffler three silver spoons and shiny golden foreign currency.
I can't really see Newt being into PDA. I believe his main love languages would be quality time, acts of service, and (maybe) gift giving. He's also VERY emotionally intelligent, since he studies the behaviors of his creatures, which causes him to be extra cautious + keeping an open mind.
He's not the type to immediately announce to the public that he's in a relationship. He would rather let people catch on than boast about your relationship. Not that he's not opposed to letting people know, but it has to come naturally. Y'know?
THESEUS SCAMANDER:
Theseus Scamander, on the other hand, is the total opposite. He follows the rules and always feels like he has something to prove. Whether that's proving that he's fit to be the Head of the British Auror office or he's worthy of being yours...let's just say he's really competitive.
Unlike Newt, Theseus's relationship status tends to travel fast, and he sort of doesn't have a choice if the public should know his business. He can't even lie. He loves how each paper with him mentions you being his. He's all about showing off. A conversation, to which you're not even present, could be about the political state of the wizarding world, and Theseus would still find a way to mention you. You're his trophy and he intends to show you off.
I do think Theseus has a fixing problem. If you two were to get into an argument, he would try to fix the situation right away instead of giving you two space. He has the older sibling complex, where he feels responsible for everyone he's associated with. This leads to Theseus micro-managing what you.
However, as your relationship progresses, the micro-managing dies down.
He's also a PDA king. Hands all over you--not even sexually. The two of you could be walking down Hogsmeade, catching up with some old friends, and his hand would be placed on your lower back or shoulder. His arms around your waist--ooooo, not to mention how much he loves playing with your hair.
As much as Theseus loves spending quality time with you, his work at the ministry causes a lot of problems.
Including arguments.
If you were dating Theseus, you would have to be SUPER understanding about his work schedule. Or you could be like Leta and join his "Ministry Family"
ษชษดแดสแดแด แด๊ฑ: Draco L. Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Tom M. Riddle, Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, & Lorenzo Berkshire
แดแดก/แดแดษข๊ฑ: mentions of blood, bruising & implied attempted SA, "vulgar" language, petnames, fem! reader, Romilda Vane slander, OOC (maybe)
แดแดแดสแดส'๊ฑ ษดแดแดแด๊ฑ: it's me and text fics against the world + will be posting more Newt Scamander content bc OUUUU ily eddie redmayne. icl...i asked multiple people how they were to interpret this request so sorry if this isn't what you wanted </3 (SOMEONE JUST REQUESTED ME A NEWT FIC HAHAHHAHAHAH)
you don't understand. I YEARN for a ex! Theseus Scamander x head auror's assistant! reader. WHO THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO COMISSION????
intoxicate me nowww with your loving nowwwwww
cw/tags: GUACKWARD reader and Ron, SLYTHERIN! Reader, everyone is OOC, author does not like ron but SOMEONE was persistent, horrible descriptions of magical creatures and all things Hogwarts, social hierarchy (if you squint), cliffhanger ending,
summary: You started developing a crush on a specific red-haired Gryffindor, but your friends, specifically Pansy, don't think it's a good idea. You try to get rid of the thought, but one Care of Magical Creatures class changes it all.
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author's note: this is totally BULLSHIT i wrote while being extremely sleep-deprived. ngl i can see this turning into a pt. 2
You considered the start of December 1994 to be the best, yet worst month there was during your fourth year at Hogwarts.ย
The moment your friends heard about the idea of a โYule Ballโ, they started preparing as if there was no tomorrow. Pansy Parkinson was already sending owls, inviting all of the classy people she knew to Hogsmeade. She proclaimed,ย
โItโs simply a makeover. Honestly, love, you need oneโ
She meant all good, though. She cares for her friends even if the truthโher truth- hurts.ย
However, Daphnne Greengrass was in her own world. She couldnโt care for the Yule Ball. She was more focused on this yearโs Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Daphnne found him weird and sensed a dark aura surrounding him. Honestly, this feeling might have come from hanging out with Luna Lovegood.ย
The early dining hallโs sunlight shone onto the Gryffindor table while leaving the Slytherin section in total darkness. That's when you noticed him. He was glowingโor so you thought he was. He was with them, Granger and Potter. His sister was beside them as well, but she looked too busy trying to get Potterโs attention to speak with her brother.ย
You felt a sharp nudge from Pansyโs elbow. She cocked her head, furrowing her eyebrows, and smirking with curious intent. She leaned closer and whispered that so no one could hear.ย
โYou fancy someone?โย
You turned to Pansy, snapping out of your trance. A red flush plastered across your ears and face. Pansy took that answer as a yes. She started giggling while you slowly regretted sitting beside her.ย
โWhoโyou must tell me.โ
โIs it someone in our house?โ
โour yearโ
She was practically gnawing your head off. However, your eyes were too busy to notice. You softened your expression as he continued to eat his breakfast.
ย Was his hair always so red?ย
Then, from the corner of your eye, you see that Panyโs expression changed from confused to all-knowing. Her eyes widened, jaw hanging. You felt a couple of eyes on you two, mostly her, but they knew you were a part of her conclusion.ย
โWhat are you staring at?โ Draco snarled at you. His eyes followed your gazeโthe Gryffindor table. Dracoโs face revolted. He didnโt know who, nor did he want to knowโฆhe knew you were on some bullshit.ย
Pansy nudged at you once more, hissing at the realization.ย
โGryffindor?! HonestlyโY/n, thatโs mental.โ You felt guilty. If the whole Slytherin house knew you were madly in love with Ronald Weasley, you would be deemed a joke for the rest of your years at Hogwarts. You couldnโt tell anyone. Not Pansy. Not Daphnne. Not even tellingย Lovegood felt safe.ย
โN-no. I wasnโt staring at anyone!โ
Who were you fooling?
โIt better not be Weasley. That would be beneath youโย
You tried holding back your smile. You closed your eyes, in hopes that youโd โcalm downโ.ย
โYeahhhh. Veryyyyyโฆ..โ
.
.
.
A few hours later, you found yourself standing in front of your next class.ย
Care of Magical Creatures.ย
The only class where you had none of your friends in, but the only class you and Ron shared. You werenโt Newt Scamander; however, itโs not like you were FAILING the class.ย
Letโs just say you did not care for these magical creatures.ย
Ron was just as lost. His grade in this class was lower than yours. He knew it, but he wasnโt going to ask a Slytherin, let alone Draco Malfoyโs friend, for help.ย
Hagrid stepped in front of the class with a big grin while three Mooncalves followed behind himโllama-like creatures with huge blue eyes, white wool, short snouts, and ears like a mouse. They were the most fuggliest things youโve laid your eyes on.ย
โAlright, kids! Pair up into groups now. Donโt be shy!โ Hagrid huffed. Everyone ran towards their best mates and crushes, while you, Ron, and a few outcasts stood awkwardly near each other. It took a split second, but you worked up the courage to walk, timidly of course, over to the freckled ginger. He tried moving away, but you were persistent.ย
โWeasley. Canโฆmay I be in your group? No one here is,โ You see the confused look in his eyes. He expected you to be cruel, cocky, and over the top. Your eyes werenโt filled with arrogance or hate. Ron didnโt know what was inside your mind, but he could tell you were nothing like Pansy Parkinson, Astoria Greengrass, but most importantly, you didnโt act like Draco Lucius Malfoy.ย
There was a pause.ย A moment of long, desired, drag of silence. Ron finally spoke out,ย
โI mean, yeah, sure. I guess.โย
You forced a smile, your face remained neutral, but your mind was rushing, contemplating your next move.ย
Should I walk closer?
I should talk to him. Wait, no. Thatโs awkward.
Merlin, I hope no one is seeing this right now. Especially Pansy.ย
Not a second pass, and these outcast rejects walked closer, practically huddling between the two of you. It gave you a reason to move closer to him. You felt your arm brushing against his. He felt the graze, briefly meeting your eyes before Hagrid started his instructions. The mooncalves were growing weary as they sheepishly stood behind the professor.ย
Hagrid began explaining. Each group was instructed to look after each mooncalve for a period of time, document their behavior, and use this information for a future paper. Which wouldnโt be a problem for you if not for Severus Snapeโs potions analysis on antidotes and medical draughts being due the next day.ย
As each group walked to the Mooncalves, most took a more uprooted and bold approach. Just as your group was about to do the same, you stopped everyone in their tracks. Ron, thought you were about to suggest a cruel and selfless act, while the others stopped because youโre you.
Perks of being a Slytherin, I guess.ย
You crouched down, subtly waddling toward the mooncalf with your arm extended out. The creature was reluctant, yet you felt the change in atmosphere. It bowed its long neck, then walked towards you. Its head met the surface of your palm.ย
โWell done! Look, everyone, Ms. L/n and her group have done it!โ Hagrid announced. โAlright, just stay with the Mooncalf, and patiently wait until everyone else meets the same level, yeah?โ
A few members of your group stepped back. They believed that you were fully capable of handling animals all by yourself. As long as you give the group the details, theyโre bound to pass this paper.ย
Class flew by in an instant. You gave your information to a Ravenclaw girl in your group.
โMarietta Edgecombe, was it? Are you able to owl everyone the information later?โ You presented a decent smile. Enough to be polite, but also deadly intimidating. You swore Edgecombeโs hair grew two times in volume, and the goosebumps around her neck just turned bolder. She โhappilyโ accepted your suggestion.
Just then, you felt a new, but familiar presence behind you.ย
โThat was brilliant. Truly, brilliant.โ Ron looked taken aback. He never saw you as the type standing beside animals, let alone taking care of them.
โIt was nothing, really. Sheer luckโ
โBloody hell. Why donโt you pass on the magic, will ya?โ A genuine laugh came out of your mouth. It felt uncontrolled, rolling out of your tongue like how a bottle of Muggle Soju would down a personโs throat.ย
โWould you like to go to the library and work on this assignment together? It honestly might save my grade.โ You spoke. Ron didnโt know if he should respond. It went against his morals and what he stood for. Hell, this went against everyoneโs morals.ย
A Weasley with a Slytherin pureblood CAUGHT in the library. TOGETHER!!!
You can already hear it echo in the halls.ย
โS-sure. Just, uhmโlet. me. know. when.โ Ronโs voice was filled with uncertainty. He didnโt know why he would agree to something heโd probably regret, but in the moment, it feltโฆright.
You flashed an amused grin, waving goodbye at your group, but mainly him. After class, Pansy rushed up to you with mischief in her eyes.
โDid you hear what theyโve been saying?โ She exclaimed.
โNo?โ Your furrowed your eyebrows, squinting your eyes as you stared deep into Pansyโs expression.
โRumor has it thatโฆYOU fancy Ronald Wealsyโ
You allowed her words to hang in silence. Youโre not sure the words even made it through your ear. But, when it did. Your heart began to race, while your head went blank. You wanted to explain yourself, but who are you lying to? Really. The only words you were able to articulate were,ย
ษดแดแด สแดแดส "แดษดษขแดส" -- แดสแด๊ฑแดแด๊ฑ ๊ฑแดแดแดแดษดแด แดส x ๊ฐ!สแดแดแด แดส
cw: small age gap, pet names ("angel"), nurse -> alchemist! reader, unresolved tension, SLIGHT angst/no happy ending haha, ending up for interpretation, [ NO BETA WE DIE LIKE LETA ]
summary: You cared for the wounded during the Great War and found yourself a little fling. It didn't last. Fast forward three years, and you opened your own alchemy shop and believed that you had finally made something for yourself. Until one day, the man who broke your heart opened the door into your store unannounced.
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Youโre smart. One of the brightest witches of your ageโmaybe itโll be that way for a long time.ย
Itโs what made you stand out to him.
Theseus Scamander was known for many things: War Hero, Britainโs best Auror, older brother to Newt Scamander, etc. Honestly, the list could go on.ย
โNewt speaks highly of you.โ Theseusโs words echoed through your head. It felt like a soft melodyโit wasnโt even Theseus himself who complemented you, but it felt right hearing it from his mouth.ย
However, reality shot that pretty thought of yours with the truth. Wellโฆyour truth.ย
Itโs been three years since you and Theseus have been together. Let alone stand in each otherโs vicinity. All you could remember that night was how he broke your heart.ย
You remember it like it was last night.ย
The sky was dark, quiet, and cold when the two of you laid eyes on each other. He was an injured soldier resting against his hospital bed, while you were a freshly graduated Hogwarts student whom the Ministry had handpicked to assist the wounded during the war.ย
Everyone in the room was asleep, but Theseus. You shouldnโt have been there. The nurses deemed it was dangerous to interact with the soldiers without another person in the room. But his presence was overwhelmingโit compelled you over to him. He didnโt know that, and still doesnโtย
His red-ish-brown curls, pulled back by a bloody bandage, were hard to miss. Thatโs what gave you the sheer confidence to walk towards his bed, and a good excuse to change his bandages.ย
Not like he was sleeping or anything. He seemed to have been lost in thought.ย
โExcuse me,โ You softly called out while gripping onto a roll of tough white bandages. His head turned to you with a gentle smile. He didnโt look much older than youโno more than three years. โYour bandagesโฆtheyโre bloody. Can I change them for you?โ
Theseus nodded. He wanted to say something, but the pain from his wounds forced out soft whines and groans rather than words. He looked up at you as you worked your magic. You were so gentle and kind with him. You were his saving grace. His angel.ย
โIโll get you some water, sirโโ
โWait,โ he said with a curious look. You stopped in your tracks and quietly walked back to him.ย
โDo you have a minuteโฆto talk?โ
You felt taken aback, but not offended. You were surprised that someone like him would ask you to come back and talk. To you, he was the best-looking guy youโve ever seen. He has a sharp jawline, perfect curls, and pretty brown eyes that you swore hypnotized you the moment you stepped into the room.ย
โSorry, strange request. Just want someone to talk toโฆand you donโt look like youโre sleeping anytime soonโ. His face flushed a slight pink. He knew this was a super embarrassing thing to ask, and there was no way a gorgeous thing like you would ever glance over to him, right? You knew it was wrong, and if you stayed in that room, you would face some sort of consequence.ย
Your heart felt heavyโhead telling you to leave, and not start something youโll regret, but your heart and gut begged you to stay. You stood there in silence, not knowing which path you should follow.ย
โItโs fineโโ
โNo, IโllโฆI can talk. Yeah, I can talk.โ Your voice sounded unsure, even Theseus raised a brow. However, you were already standing beside his bed. He examined you before tilting his head like a confused puppy.ย
โDo we know each other?โ He asked. You thought about it for a long second before it clicked. You remembered seeing him around the Hogwarts hallway. He was the Team Captain of the Hufflepuff houseโthe Golden Boy of his year.ย
โIโuhmโฆI went to Hogwarts if that means anything. I think I remember seeing you.โย
Theseusโs eyes widened as the corners of his lips formed a smile.ย
โIs that so? What house were you in?โ
โI donโt think it matters. I wasnโt really someone many knew about. But, you were Hufflepuffโs Quidditch Team Captain, no?โ He nodded, softly chuckling at the recognition. He then looked closer at your facial features.
โYou donโt look old enough to be working as a nurse for us wounded.โ
You smiled, ears turning a bit red.ย
โI barely made the mark.โ
โYou should be living your life, not treating someone like meโ
โWhatโs wrong with someone like you?โ
Sweet right?
Too much salt, or in this case, sugar, can ruin the dish. Theseus knew it was wrongโbeyond wrong, but he couldnโt help himself. It was cute how you would purposely tell the head nurses that you forgot something, or insist that Theseus needed extra care on his semi-healed wound. After everything was over, Theseus promised he would write to you.ย
On one condition.ย
โYou mustnโt tell anyone. Please, I-I donโt know how theyโll think of me if they did. And, I wouldnโt dare ruin your reputation.โ Theseus looked down into your eyes. He held your hands together, close to his chin, and leaned in to kiss your knuckles. It just felt right.ย
You blindly obeyed, of course. Slowly, it became a drag waiting for him to write back. The times you two did secretly meet, it would be late at night, hanging out in a field. You were still living with your parents, and when they found out their โpride and joyโ started sneaking out, they knew something was up. They started degrading you, begging you to convert back to the daughter you once were.ย
Then the arguments started. No more โI love youโs were said. The two of you couldnโt even go a week without arguing. A year and three months later, the two of you decided to split.
More like, he broke up with you. However, you did believe it was for the best.ย
You never looked back.ย
Over the course of three years, you changed yourself. The hair he once ran his fingers through was now a lot shorter and a different color. The effortless angelic look you desperately altered your makeup to uphold drastically changed. You wore darker, autumn tones. Bolder and heavier makeup styles were attempted, making your facial features stand out more.ย
You grew a lot in three years. You worked at a small Alchemy shop near the East end of Diagon Alley. You thought you had finally escaped Theseus Scamander.ย
Until one late afternoon, as you were about to close up. The door opened, and the bells above jingled like they always did. You werenโt facing the door, but warned the customer about the store's current state.ย
โI know it says itโs open, but Iโm about to closeโjust please donโt request anything extreme.โย
Your smile faded, eyes widened as you faced the familiar stranger. The atmosphere felt blank and uneasy; however, anyone with eyes could tell there was some unresolved tension. Theseus slowly walked to the counter with his head down, as if he was ashamed or scared to lock eyes with you. You immediately took notice of the silence and turned your body towards the door with an irritable expression.ย
He didnโt greet you. You didnโt say anything. Your eyes widened before looking around the shop for something to distract your gaze. He slipped a folded piece of paper towards you, with what you assumed had a list of ingredients, but no, he needed healing potions. Luckily for the two of you, you had already pre-made a ton. He wasnโt asking for anything. You walked back to retrieve the potion. Thank goodness your back was turned, you were already weeping like a baby. You couldnโt helped tearing up. Even looking at him made you feel melancholy.ย
Theseus heard a loud thud and faint cursing from your storage room. Your emotions were so strong, it โmagicallyโ knocked down tomorrowโs supply. You cocked your head down, lifting your right shoulder just so your uniform was able to wipe a few tear marks. You finally walked out with a few potions in hand. The overhead lights exposed your watery, red eyes. Theseus felt guilty, and being the hero he is, he had to say something.ย
โI can leave. You can ship these to the Ministry tomorrow morning.โ The words slipped out of his mouth. He wanted to say more, like an apology, but how would he word it? You coughed, deciding to break your silence.ย
โItโs already in my hands, and I donโt want to deal with the Ministry shipping fee. Especially if itโs being shipped to Britainโs Head Auror.โย
โI didnโt know there was a feeโ
โWhy would you?โ
You paused. You knew an argument was coming. It didnโt matter that you hadnโt seen him in three years. You knew his temper enough to know you accidentally started something you couldnโt finish.ย
โExcuse me?โ
โYou heard me. Mr. Scamander, Iโm about to close and would appreciate if you finish your order.โ
โThatโs not fair angel-โ
โDonโt call me that.โ
โฆ
โAs I said, you could send it to the Ministry tomorrow morning. Iโll even pay the fee.โ
You turned your head away. He could tell you were going to erupt if he were to utter another word, but he couldnโt see you hurt and not do anything about it.ย
It didnโt matter how much you changed your appearance. To Theseus, you were always going to be the girl back in the hospital. His saving grace. His angel.ย
โIโm not here to argue.โ He gently said, cautious that if his voice were to be raised, you would hex him into next week.ย
โIt wouldnโt surprise me if you were.โ You manage to form a small smile. Theseus noticed your attempt to โlighten up the moodโ and dryly chuckled.ย
โIf I were to argue with someone, it would be you. After all, isnโt that what we were best at?โย
His words pierced through your body, mind, and soul. You hated how honest and realistic he was. He never tried to sugar-coat things, and when he did try to โfixโ thingsโฆhe couldnโt fix what was already broken. You nodded slowly, finally facing him. He looked tired, like he hadnโt slept in months. He handed you a generous amount of galleons, way more than the original cost.
You refused. He grabbed the money and placed it by a nearby counter right beside the shopโs door. You were too stubborn to protest, and as much as you wanted to yell, โYou can keep your fucking ministry charity money,โโTheseus was already out the door, potions in hand, and a relieved smile slapped across his stupidly beautiful face.
