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Newtendo (The Jimquisition)
I keep seeing people requesting Newtendo (Newt/Tendo) but nobody's actually producing Newtendo and that is a damn shame.
Merry Christmas pancake-angst! The prompt I went with was 'awkward first kisses' and I had so much fun with this, although I kind of went with the philosophy that Newt in general is just awkward as all get out. I really hope you enjoy it!
i have been begged for newtendo
so naturally i made it horrendously, painfully sad
Newtendo cake filled with sassy sauce and topped with a pinch of caffeine if you please.
Newt has been telling himself for the last three days that he’s gonna sleep sometime. It’s not that he doesn’t want to sleep, it’s that he keeps forgetting because— oh, there might be a lead on breeding a new species of smaller, miniature kaiju for him to look at, or— wow, there could potentially be the next set of dinosaur-like creatures! He’s somewhere between on-the-verge of passing out and about to go batshit crazy with a new type of machinery that the Marshal lets him get just for the hell of it when Tendo arrives, just on time. Spiffy as ever with a dazzlingly straight bowtie, shirt ironed, and oh god is that a new type of cologne? He’s carrying a steaming cup of life in his hands, and for a moment, the scientist isn’t sure he’s ever loved a man more than the man who walks at him with the drink of heaven— coffee, no cream, two sugars. His finger traced the listless numbers, marking of a genius in an attempt to play it cool as Commander Choi approached, weaving two arms to lean over his hunched over back, hands locking, holding the smell of coffee just beneath his nose.
"Thank you—," Newt started, just about to reach for the mug when he was suddenly taken far from his reach. Hurt and confused, he glanced as Tendo unlatched himself, stifling a teasing smirk beneath a swallow of the coffee as he leaned back against the worker’s desk.
"Oh," he hesitated, as if unaware that Newt had been waiting all day for coffee, arching an eyebrow. "You thought this was for you."
Angry, Newt pushed himself up from the desk, slamming his hands against the surface with a frustrated ‘thump’, pressing Tendo into a hard enough kiss, that he was pretty sure he wouldn’t need another dose of coffee again.
newt meeting tendo for the first time? (you can make it shippy if you want)
Newt didn't properly meet Tendo Choi until the world was about ready to come to an end. They had both joined the PPDC in 2016 but somehow never managed to cross paths for any extended amount of time. While Tendo had been mainly stationed at the Anchorage Shatterdome, Newt had bounced around, going where the kaiju were, or rather, had been, so he could pick up whatever specimens he could. Most of the time, LOCCENT didn't need to be involved with that sort of thing. But now, the Anchorage Shatterdome remained open only to begin filtering in those foolish enough to keep fighting without government backing and to pick up whatever remaining supplies there were left to bring to Hong Kong. Nothing at this point could be wasted.
The Shatterdomes, for the most part, were laid out in the same way and he knew that the labs are down below on the basement levels. He entered the elevator and a well-dressed man was already there, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and half-finished bagel in the other. “Sweet style, dude,” Newt said with a nod as he pressed the basement level button. Tendo smiled. “Thanks, brother. You got something good going on, too. You here to help with the cause, I take it.” “Yeah, can't believe they thought to end it so soon. I'm Newt, by the way” he said, flashing the PPDC badge clipped on his belt loop and holding his hand out to shake. Tendo shoved the rest of his bagel in his mouth and shook hands, chewing and swallowing before saying, “Tendo, Tendo Choi.” He glanced at Newt's badge again. “Newt, Newt...Oh yeah, Geiszler.” “Does my reputation precede me?” “You're the one with the tattoos, right? The, what was it? Kaiju groupie?” “...Have you been talking to Hermann?” “Gottlieb? Yeah, he came around here earlier, I think he's still lingering somewhere.” “Gott im fuckin' Himmel, man, I am never gonna get away from him, am I?” “Guess not,” Tendo said with shrug and an easy smile. “They say he's brilliant. Programmed the Mark 1 jaegers and everything.” “Yeah, yeah, if he loves numbers so much, why doesn't he marry them already and leave me alone?” “Well, if it gets to be too much down in the labs, come up to LOCCENT, we'll figure something out to take the edge off, okay?” “You mean that?” “Sure, you seem like a cool cat. Don't prove me wrong.” He clapped Newt on the shoulder. The elevator doors opened on a different floor. “This is my stop, Geiszler. Like I said, when we get to Hong Kong, don't be a stranger.” He gave Newt a wink before heading his own way. Newt pressed the button for K-Science again, a bashful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
If you're still taking prompts - Newt and Tendo try dating. Whether it works out is up to you~
Tendo and Newt had cultivated a pretty good friendship, as far as Tendo was concerned. They found out they had similar taste in music and it went on from there, to Newt making him CD mixes and coming up to LOCCENT to see the Jaeger vs. Kaiju fights and get the kaiju pictures afterward so he could take them down to the lab and study them. Sometimes, sitting in one of their rooms, they put on some records, rolled up, played video games, and got high and nostalgic. He hadn’t really met anyone these days who actually loved kaiju the way the little mad scientist did and it was interesting the things he knew about them. Tendo had stayed up too many late nights listening to him, wired on coffee and hypomania, go on and on about Onibaba and Karloff and the rest. Once, they were lying on the floor smoking weed in Newt’s Godzilla postered room and Tendo had told Newt about San Francisco, told him about his grandfather, the kaiju blue. The scientist had gotten quiet then and whispered, “I’m so sorry.” His voice sounded so tiny and far away and he had placed his chubby hand on top of Tendo’s and squeezed; it was like they had both turned into little boys in a schoolyard, swapping secrets. He fell asleep then and when he woke up, Newt wasn’t there and it dawned on him then that he actually wanted him to be. After that, Newt stopped mentioning kaiju without getting the green light from Tendo first and he appreciated it. It made him feel special because that kid could barely control himself for anyone. Maybe he was special to him. It was hard to tell with Newt.
His hunch was confirmed a few weeks later. “Hey, so, would you, uh, like to come down for some drinks later?” Newt was back in LOCCENT, wringing his hands together in front of his pudgy stomach. “Yeah, sure, buddy,” Tendo replied, eyes flickering to his fidgeting fingers. “You okay?” “Uh, yeah, I just, you know, I wanted you to know it’s like…you know…drinks.” Tendo stared at him blankly for a moment before a small smile crept onto his face. “Are you asking me out, Geiszler?” “Uhhhhhhhh…” His eyes went up the ceiling and his cheeks were bright red. “Pick me up at 8,” Tendo said with a wink. Newt turned an even darker shade of red before nodding and scurrying away. He watched the kid go with a soft laugh. What did he have to lose? He bet the kid was a decent kisser. His hunch had turned out right before; he’d have to test his new theory later.
YOU NEED MORE TENDO PROMPTS I THINK. How 'bout it was Tendo who found Newt first after he drifted with the Kaiju brain for the first time, for some reason?
Tendo had heard about Newt's kaiju drift idea before. The little dude was insane for even thinking it, really, but if anyone knew enough about kaiju to predict what their brains might've been like, it was Newton Geiszler. Back in LOCCENT, Hansen and Pentecost were readying Gipsy for its first trial run in years and whispering to themselves about neural overloads and having no time for idiotic experimental ideas. Tendo's heart sank a little, thinking about how Newt must've been taking things. It was his baby, that damned drift idea, and to have it thoroughly denied and most likely in the face of whatever Dr. Gottlieb was working on had to have been hard on him. Tendo managed to put his right hand man in charge of readying Gipsy's levels, refilling two cups of coffee and taking them down to the K-Science labs. Along the way, he juggled the cups in one hand, getting out his special flask and topping off the coffee with a little extra. Newt probably needed it. When he got to the labs, however, both cups wound up shattered on the floor in Tendo's shock. Newt was twitching against the bottom of one of his exam tables, a jury-rigged pons on his head. His eyes were rolled back behind his glasses and his nose was dripping blood. “Holy Mary, Mother of God,” Tendo whispered, his hand clutching onto the rosary he wore around his wrist as he scrambled over to Newt. He pulled the headset off, throwing it gracelessly onto the floor and held Newt's head up. “Newt! Newt, can you hear me? You crazy son of a bitch, don't you dare die!” He pressed his fingers against his neck. There was a pulse and it was becoming a little more even. He held him up by the shoulders until the worst of the twitching stopped. It took an unbearably long span of minutes for Newt to finally become lucid.
“You really had to prove them wrong that badly?” Tendo asked once he had propped his friend up into a nearby chair. Newt shrugged, his legs still twitching. He grabbed onto the arm rest tightly, as though letting go of it would send him careening back into oblivion. “I did it, though. You gotta tell Pentecost, I gotta tell him what I saw.” “You sure you'll be okay by yourself?” Newt nodded. He looked as far from okay as a person could get but someone was going to have to tell the Marshall. Tendo headed back up to LOCCENT. “And where the hell were you, Mr. Choi?” Pentecost asked. “I think you can appreciate how important this moment is for me.” Tendo squared his shoulders. “Pulling Geiszler up off the floor after he drifted with a kaiju, sir.” He pushed past him to check Gipsy's levels, shaking his head.