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summer

summary: Theseus never expected to have such an eventful summer with you

wc: 1214

A/n: this is kinda written from Theseus’ perspective! also I haven’t written a Fantastic Beasts fic in so long because of endgame oops

also! this fic is based on the song summer by Chloe lilac

Theseus wasn’t used to seeing Hogwarts illuminated by the summer sunshine. He was used to the gloomy Europe weather clouding the skies with dark clouds that made Hogwarts look dreary on the outside. He took one last look at the school before following his classmates to the train. Theseus was returning home with his brother for the summer and returning to Hogwarts once the next school semester started.

As everybody began to board the train, Theseus lost sight of Newt in the busy crowd of students and luggage but knew his brother would find his way into the train. He found a seat next to some people he knew from his dorm and listened distantly to their conversation, a little too wrapped up in his thoughts to be paying too much attention to their conversation. Theseus wondered what next year would be like as next year was his last year at Hogwarts and was dragged out of his thoughts when one of his friends asked, “Theseus, what are you doing this summer?”

“Oh, nothing much, probably,” Theseus replied shyly, watching everybody’s reactions. People shook their heads and some looked worried. His friend who had asked the question widened her eyes, exclaiming, “Nothing much? Theseus, this is our last summer before we become adults! You have to live a little! Go out and experience life!”

Everybody nodded in agreement and Theseus shrugged reluctantly, “All right. I’ll try to, I guess.”

“That’s the spirit!” Theseus’ friend smiled before everybody moved on to question another person. His thoughts shifted away from school and his last year at Hogwarts and more towards summer. His friends were right; he did need to experience summer without worrying about studying. Maybe this summer would finally be the chance for Theseus to live his life.

Or not, Theseus thought as he got off the train station and watched Newt run into his mother’s arms. He forgot that he had little to no friends in London and that he was probably going to be stuck with his parents for the majority of summer. He sighed and brought his luggage over to his parents, greeting them with hugs. Just as he predicted, his summer was unpredictable, at least for the first two weeks. He mostly lounged around at home, looked over spell books, or watched Newt to make sure that his brother didn’t get into too much trouble.

Then, one day, Theseus was sitting outside his apartment building on a wooden bench, reading a book when he met you. You were riding your bicycle on the street with some friends, laughing loudly. This prompted him to look up from the book he was reading and make awkward eye contact with you. He tried to return to reading the book and brush off that moment but you didn’t let it go.

“Hey! Boy with the book! What are you doing? It’s summer, you shouldn’t be reading,” You biked over to the sidewalk where the bench Theseus was sitting on was located. You waved to your friends, indicating that they should continue on without you and that you would catch up so they took off, giggling in the distance.

“Well, I don’t have something better to do with my time,” Theseus replied, bookmarking his page and placing the book next to him on his bench. You got off your bicycle and walked up to the bench, brushing a stray strand of hair away from your face while maintaining a steady grip on your bicycle with the other.

“You’re not from around here, are you?” You asked, an accusatory tone unintentionally crawling into your voice. A mild look of surprise crossed Theseus’ face as he nodded. “I figured. I haven’t seen you around and I’ve been here for ages.”

“Yeah, well I’ve here and I go to a boarding school during the school year,” Theseus explained, slightly entranced by the expression of curiosity you had. “I’m Theseus by the way. I don’t think I mentioned my name before.”

“Oh, I’m Y/n. You clearly have no friends here, no offense, if you haven’t been here for the majority of the year. Why don’t you hang out with me and my friends? We could use an extra brain in our group,” You grinned, a mischievous glint in your eye. Normally Theseus wouldn’t have accepted your offer but he remembered how his friends all urged him to live his life to the fullest during summer. He knew reading books alone was definitely not what living his life to the fullest looked like so he made up his mind only after a moment of consideration.

“Why not?”

“That’s the spirit!” You smiled at his response and mounted your bike. “We’ll be at the dock waiting for you. Be there with a bike in ten minutes!”  

Theseus didn’t even get a chance to ask what you would be doing at the dock before you took off and sighed as he went to get his bicycle. As he hiked to the dock, a warm summer breeze ruffled his hair gently and he smiled, feeling a little better than he had before when he was reading alone. When he arrived at the dock, he met you and your friends. You introduced your friends to him and to his delight, they were all pretty nice.

At the dock, you taught him how to pull some pranks on some fishermen (of course, harmless) and you reminded him of Newt a ton. Theseus had almost forgotten that you were a muggle and almost told you about a spell Newt liked to use to confuse the professors at Hogwarts. Although he was skeptical and cautious at first, Theseus began to enjoy himself a lot and found himself laughing with you and your friends.

Every day of summer was different with you. Some days you and your friends would take him on relaxing bicycle rides around the city and sometimes you would dare him to perform brave tasks, like buying baby food and telling the cashier it was for his baby. Theseus felt like a real teenager as he was doing all these irrational but fun tasks and before he knew it, summer was approaching its end.

Theseus was excited to tell all his friends about your fiery personality and all your friends but he was going to miss you a lot as well. School for muggles started one day before he had to take a train back to Hogwarts so Theseus had stayed at home alone on the last of summer. He was reading a book when he heard a knock on his door.

When he opened the door, he saw you standing with a bouquet of sunflowers in your hand. You threw your arms around him in a comforting manner and whispered, “Don’t you dare forget about me.”

Theseus laughed as you pulled away, handing him the bouquet of sunflowers, “I won’t.”

And he was true to his word. Theseus told all his classmates about the crazy summer he had with you and told everybody about you and your brilliant laugh. He told his mother to take care of the sunflowers while he was gone and when Theseus graduated from Hogwarts and came back home, the sunflowers were still alive, more vibrant and welcoming than ever.

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complete list of fanfiction links

click on each link to get taken to a page specifically for a ship or fandom i’ve written for! just thought my “other writing by me” page was getting crowded and that it was too hard to find some fics!

marvel

peter parker x reader

loki x reader

bucky x reader

tony stark x reader

thor x reader

starmora

mj x reader

carol danvers x reader

langdyne

fantastic beasts

newt scamander x reader

theseus x reader

brooklyn 99

rosa diaz x reader

peraltiago

clawen (jurassic world)

cheleanor (the good place)

johnlock

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love somebody like you (newt scamander x reader)

9th installment in my songfic series

Summary (based on the song love somebody like you by joan): you want to be more than study buddies

Wc: 1214

Playlist (listen to while reading this fic!):

♤love somebody like you by Joan

♤fools by Lauren Aquilina

♤crush by tessa violet

♤sanctuary by allie x

You, unlike your partner, Newt Scamander, were excited about this new potions project. Potions was your favorite subject and even though this was technically a partner project, you predicted that you would accidentally take over.

“Can you hand me the vial of green liquid over there?” You requested as you simultaneously scanned over the instructions while mixing ingredients. Newt handed you the vial you asked for and you took off the cap, estimating the amount needed before pouring it into the mixture.

“Sorry, I know I’m not much of a help,” Newt bashfully apologized as he watched you stir the mixture so the green liquid blended in with the other ingredients. “I’m not great at making potions.”

“No worries. I enjoy making potions a lot. Anyway, I’ve heard you’re pretty good in Defense Against the Dark Arts,” You hoped that making small talk with him would ease his nerves. Besides, you heard so much about him and never got the chance to get to know him at a personal level.

“I suppose. Who’d you hear that from?” Newt asked, his aquamarine eyes reflecting his innocent curiosity. You managed to get a good look at the freckles that were scattered across his cheeks before you focused on adding leeches to the concoction that was starting to bubble/

‘Dumbledore, of course. He adores you and always tells our DADA class that he wishes we were able to muster at least half of your enthusiasm,” You replied, stirring the mixture while quickly checking the instructions. You didn’t mention that you often heard him being compared to his popular, older brother, Theseus, but you figured he was tired of people asking about his brother.

“Defense Against Dark Arts is my favorite class. Partly because of Dumbledore. Okay, admittedly, just because of Dumbledore. He’s just a wonderful teacher,” Newt mused, diverting his attention away from the mixture and into a space in the distance. You could tell by his distant expression that he was thinking about something else. “I just wish we had a class dedicated to caring for magical creatures. They’re just so misunderstood.”

“Oh, so you’re an animal-fanatic?” You asked absentmindedly as you added the last ingredients into the potion and waited for it to finish brewing.

“Absolutely. I enjoy working with creatures. If Hogwarts had a class dedicated to that, I’d be over the moon,” Newt focused on the concoction again, seeming to drag himself back into reality. As he finished thinking out loud, you raised your hand to catch the attention of the professor. She walked over and you gestured to your completed concoction. Newt straightened his back, trying to appear to know what he was doing.

“Wonderful work! You two finished very quickly and successfully made the concoction. I couldn’t ask for more,” The professor smiled, causing you to beam with pride. She seemed slightly surprised that you worked with Newt and still managed to make the potion but she didn’t bother to question his contributions to the project.

After the professor left, you began cleaning up all the extra materials. Newt offered a hand and while he carefully helped you put all the leeches into a bag, he asked, “Hey, um, I was wondering if you could help me study for the potions test we have next week? I know it’s a lot to ask for since you basically finished our project with no help from me, but you’re really good at this subject and I can’t afford to flunk the upcoming test.”

To be honest, you were a little flattered that he wanted you to help him so you didn’t hesitate to agree to his request. You planned to meet him every afternoon leading up to the test in the library. At the time, you had no idea that your agreement led to the start of your friendship with Newt.

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Study sessions in the library were more enjoyable than you expected. At first, you expected Newt to not know anything at all but to your surprise, he understood the basic concepts and just needed help connecting information back to those concepts. You made up mnemonic devices, such as MAPS, to help him remember the ingredients in certain potions. Another memory strategy you taught him was chunking, grouping similar items together.

Newt was able to remember the memory devices pretty well and always asked you questions if he was uncertain or confused about something. On the day of the test, you quizzed Newt as you two walked to potions class. While taking the test, you glanced over at Newt a couple times and noted the confident expression he wore.

Once you both finished the test, you were a little dismal because you realized you wouldn’t be able to spend time with him anymore. But, unexpectedly, Newt still spent time with you during potions class and walked with you to your classes if he met you in the halls.

When the professor handed the test results to the class, Newt had proudly shown you the wonderful grade he earned on the test. He thanked you and told you to meet him near the east wing after classes, When you asked him what he planned to show you, he simply answered, “It’s a surprise could possibly be. There wasn’t anything special near the entrance of the east wing; perhaps Newt would bring you to someplace else once he met you there.

You arrived at the entrance of the east wing, trying to control your smile as students walked past. Newt showed up and guided you to the so-called surprise and you peppered him with questions.

“Is this surprise a new broom? Or a new wand?” You questioned, hoping that one of your guesses would end up being correct.

“No. Even better,” Newt mischievously chuckled as you turned the corner. He walked up a narrow staircase nestled in the corner of the area and you cautiously followed him, the stairs creaking under your feet. The staircase led to an attic and inside the attic were some of the most breathtaking creatures you had ever seen.

There was a snake that was coiled up on the window sill, the afternoon sunlight glinting off its scales that changed color every few seconds. There was a fish bowl with a fish with giant, glassy eyes that swam in slow, languid circles. You gazed in awe at the tiny birds that coughed up glitter with every chirp and giggled as a stick-like creature tugged at the bottom of your pants.

“C’mon now Pickett, don’t bother Y/n,” Newt picked up the bowtruckle with a hand and placed it gently on his shoulder. You walked over to the birds and sat down across from them, watching them chirp and litter the ground with glitter.

“Do you like this place?” Newt asked while he observed one of the birds hopping over to you. You laughed as you began to lightly stroke the bird’s feathers.

“Of course, I do. I love it here,” As you looked up to meet Newt’s eyes, you realized that this giddy feeling of affection was a sign that you were falling in love with Newt. And with every smile, laugh, and story shared with him after that day, you wanted to tell him “I want to love somebody like you.”

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watch the sunset split in two (newt x reader)

wc: 2018 (fun fact this was the last fic i wrote in 2018!)

summary: you and tina have been friends since forever but time and boys (specifically one named newt) can change friendships

tw: mild anxiety

The sun melted into the hilly mountains, radiating a warm orange color into the fading blue sky. The rays of light fell across the luscious treetops, enhancing the richness of the scenery. Such a view could barely be captured vividly in anyone’s imagination, but then again, most happenings in Ilvermorny were furtive fantasies even wizards were awed by.

“Do you think you’ll ever get to watch a beautiful sunset like this outside of Ilvermorny?” Tina, your best friend, sighed dreamily, watching the sunset by your side. You both were leaning against the window sill in the silent dormitories. There were rare occasions when the Thunderbird dorms were quiet so it was a real delight to have a peaceful silence settle in during sunset time.

“I don’t know. I want to travel the world and maybe I’ll find a place that’s far from here, like an island, where the sunset looks the same. That would be a dream come true,” You mused, absorbing the scenery into your memory. Tina looked over at your determined expression, giggling at how engrossed you were in the sunset. She nudged you lightly, hoping to lighten up the conversation a bit. “You know, out of all the people I know you’re the most likely to explore the world.”

“I wonder where you got that idea,” You responded, causing her to nudge you with a little more playful force.

“I’m your best friend, dummy. You have to promise me that you’ll remember me, even if you’re oceans away. And it has to be a pinkie promise,” Tina solemnly stated, holding out her pinkie. You interlocked your pinkie with hers, nodding as you replied, “I promise.”

“Good,” Tina broke into a bright smile. “If you forget about me, I’ll come to haunt you when I’m a ghost.”

“Girls, everybody’s at dinner now. You should really come out now,” One of the older Thunderbird witches poked her head into the room. Quickly turning to face her, you and Tina simultaneously exclaimed, “We’re coming!”

You took one last glance at the gorgeous sunset before following Tina out of the Thunderbird dorms. A couple years later (okay maybe more than just a couple years) you showed up at Tina’s doorstep, the memory of the sunset appeared in your mind again. After graduating from Ilvermorny, you became a travel journalist and traveled across the world, just as Tina had predicted. From all the owls you sent each other, you knew she was now an Auror at MACUSA.

You decided to come back to America since you hadn’t returned in so long. Besides, you had yet to write an article about New York’s hidden gems. As you pressed the doorbell, a rush of anticipation shot through your bones as you wondered if she had changed at all.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” Tina’s mouth fell open with surprise as she opened up the door. She didn’t change much; Tina just grew taller and cut her hair. She still had dark amber-like eyes and killer cheekbones.

“Good to see you too!” You laughed as she flung her arms around you and you returned the embrace warmly. You had missed her soft hugs and the absence of Tina in your life had only grown more unbearable as time passed.

“I’m sorry. I was just really surprised. Queenie and I weren’t expecting visitors. It’s been ages since you’ve visited!” Tina explained bashfully as she led you into the living room. The room was nearer than you expected and when Tina saw your surprise, she grinned, “Queenie makes sure my messiness doesn’t get carried into the house.”

“Tina, you didn’t tell me you got a boyfriend!” You gasped delightedly at the sight of two boys sitting on the couch. “Queenie’s got one too?”

“Oh Y/n, this is Jacob, Queenie’s boyfriend,” Tina gestured to the stout man who waved at you, grinning widely. “And this is Newt Scamander, my friend.”

Tina put heavy emphasis on the word “friend” but you didn’t believe her just yet. Newt looked familiar so you asked, “Newt, have I seen you before?”

“Wait, are you Y/n? Like the Y/n who writes for the ‘World Journal’?” Newt stood up, intrigued and stunned. You laughed at his eager behavior before reply, “Yep, that’s me.”

“I love the articles you write! They’re just so… vivid! It’s like I’m actually traveling with you when I read the articles!” You chuckled at how enthusiastic he was about your work, feeling proud that the words you laced together had an impact on people.

“Jacob, let’s head over to the kitchen and leave these two to get to know each other,” You flashed Tina a grateful smile as you sat down next to Newt on the couch. You two quickly bonded over the shared love for traveling.

Newt traveled across the world to document and write about magical creatures and you enjoyed listening and share hilarious but heartfelt encounters with beasts. In return, you wrote up a list of place that had tons of rare creatures. You also talked about writing an article about New York’s unknown but beautiful landmarks which led to the discovery of Newt being British.

Only when dinner was ready was when you both had to briefly pause the conversation. At the dinner table, you exchanged words with him between bites. You noted the analytical gaze Queenie was flashing towards you and Newt, responding by loudly thinking, “Please stop Queenie, it’s obvious you’re staring.”

Queenie looked down, embarrassed to be caught in the act but once she stopped staring, Tina began glancing at you and Newt chattering away with a neutral expression. Tina was always determined to remain as composed and emotionless as possible which strongly contrasted with your care-free personality which made it hard for you to understand her emotions at times. Tina looked away when she noticed you were trying to read her emotions.

Time raced past and before you knew it, you had to leave. “Thank you so much for letting me spend the evening at your place, Tina. Thank you Queenie for the lovely meal and Jacob, your pastries were absolutely delicious! I’ll be sure to write about your shop in my next article.”

“I can walk you to your place if you’d like,” Newt quickly offered before you could step out of the door. Queenie and Jacob exchanged a knowing look as they broke out into giant grins. Tina was the only one who didn’t seem so enthusiastic about that idea.

“Oh, that would be great actually,” You replied, walking out the door and down the steps, Newt catching up to you. After waving one last one to the Goldstein sisters, you and Newt strolled down the street, talking about the most spectacular places on the planet. Once you arrived at the door of the hotel you were staying at, you paused for a moment before sighing. “Well, I guess this is where we say goodbye.”

Newt stuck out his hand for a handshake but you gave him a hug instead. He was oddly huggable for somehow as tall and lanky as him.

“If you want to meet again, I mean, er meet up again I’ll still be in New York for a while. I’m staying at Tina’s and I know you’re going to be busy because of the article you have to write but I, uh really enjoyed today,” Newt awkwardly stuttered his way through his words. A faint blush spread across the freckles spilled across his cheeks.

“I’ll be sure to drop by,” You gave him one last smile before heading into the hotel lobby. You might’ve taken his words to a greater degree than he meant as you stopped by Tina’s place every day, bringing flowers and food as a sign of thanks. After all, they weren’t complaining about your frequent visits so you had to repay them somehow.

As you and Newt grew closer, you noticed a shirt in Tina’s behavior around you. She seemed colder and more distant which confused you as all you had been, or at least tried to be, was friendly. You decided to try to politely confront her about it so one day you arrived at her house just as work ended and waited outside, sitting on the steps.

“Hey Tina, can we talk for a quick second?” You stood up, greeting Tina promptly with a serious expression. Her indifferent look melted into one of slight worry as she nodded, biting her bottom lip nervously.

“You’ve seemed kind of off lately. Is everything okay? Does it have something to do with work?” Tina looked like a deer caught in headlights briefly before she responded.

“Yeah, MACUSA’s dealing with a difficult case. It’s been kinda stressful,” Tina coughed awkwardly, obviously lying through her teeth.

“Come on Tina, I know you enough to tell that was a lie. There’s another reason why you’ve been returning from work late. Please tell me, I just want to help,” You begged, easily blocking her attempt to get to the door.

“Fine, I’ll tell you. It’s because of you and Newt. I’ve always had a liking for him so it feels so unfair that you just swooped in and stole his heart,” The words hit you like a truck full of bricks. You had been so engaged with Newt that you unknowingly betrayed your best friend. Guilt and sorrow crushed your heart as you feel an overwhelming sense of anxiety crowd around you.

“Oh my god. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, Tina. I’m really sorry,” Tina only responded with a stiff glare before walking past you to open the door. You needed some space to think so you took off, speed-walking down the streets. Once you arrived at your hotel room, you sat down at the typewriter and began working on the article, hoping it would distract you from the guilt. It worked for a while before your brain began playing a game of tug-a-war with itself again.

The next few days consisted of you locking yourself in your room and working on the article after article. One day, you heard a knock on your door while you were working. You assumed it was room service so you yelled, “Please do not disturb!”

The knocking wouldn’t stop so you stood up and opened the door. Tina stood with a box in her hands and an apologetic look in her eyes. “Jacob wanted me to bring this box of pastries to you. I’m really sorry about what I said. I was too harsh.”

Tina pushes the box into your hands before you could object and continued, “Newt’s been a mess without you. He’s been moping around all the time because you don’t visit. I told everybody that you had to work because of a spontaneous deadline you got assigned. Please come talk to Newt. You’re the only one who allows him to be himself to the fullest extent.

“But what about you? I can't be around him if it hurts you,” You signed, a sense of defeat sinking into your stomach.

“I want you both to be happy and if it means that he ends up with you, so be it,” Tina firmly stated, taking your hands into hers as she looked you in the eye.

“Thank you,” You hugged her, the feeling of defeat replaced with one of joy. You caught up with her as she walked to her house and spent time with Newt, cheering him up. You saw Tina watching you both with a small smile on her lips and felt a twinge of guilt. She wanted the best for you and Newt but you still hated that you were hurting her by helping Newt.

“So I’m planning on heading to Peru soon and I was wondering, do you want to come with me?” Newt’s smile widened as he nodded earnestly, looking you in the eye.

“That would be an incredible dream come true,” Newt answered, resulting in Queenie squealing gleefully from the kitchen. And so you were sat at the top of a mountain, your head resting on Newt’s shoulder as you both watched the breathtaking sunset over a jungle of Peru. You realized that now you were watching a beautiful sunset with an equally magnificent boy by your side and you couldn’t be any happier.

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I’m sorry I loved you

requested by anonymous: Hello!! Can you do a drunk! theseus scamander imagine?? where they broke up because of leta because they saw theseus and leta kiss but it's just a misunderstanding and then theseus got drunk and he went to the reader's house and he explained what happened and eventually they got back together?? I live for the angst as well as the fluff

Wc: 1465

tw: drinking, kind of cheating? A bit angsty but there’s a happy ending!

Newt physically hadn’t aged at all, yet here you were, celebrating his birthday surrounding by a couple close friends and many wizards and witches you didn’t recognize. Even if Newt’s numerical age kept climbing up, he would always be the same creature-obsessed, innocent Newt Scamander from Hogwarts. It was hard to believe another year had snuck behind your back. You were certain that only a couple of days ago were people clamoring to take a bite out of the Hippogriff cake Jacob crafted for Newt’s birthday.

“Happy birthday! How’s my second favorite person in the world?” You joked, greeting Newt with a warm hug. As he pulled away, Newt offered a mock look of surprise on his face, his mouth slightly hanging open with shock as he derisively asked, “Second-favorite? I thought I was your favorite!”

“No, you’re definitely my second favorite. My favorite person is Tina Goldstein,” You smiled as the said person entered the room, greeting her with an equally as warm hug. Newt scoffed and placed a protective arm around Tina as she greeted him with a kiss on his cheek. “I think it’s obvious that she likes me the best.”

“If you’re so sure of that, why don’t you propose to her already? I want to be an honorary older relative right now! I bet your child will look adorable,” You grinned, holding in a laugh at the stunned expression that crossed the joyous couple’s faces. They had been dating for a considerable amount of time and although your words had a comedic tone, you still meant what you said. You knew Tina and Newt were inseparable and couldn’t wait for their wedding.

As Newt opened his mouth to reply, a whoop from a nearby room cut through the beginning of his sentence. People began laughing and cheering amusedly, piquing your curiosity. Thankfully Tina and Newt had known you long enough to become familiar with your short attention span and didn’t bat an eyelash when you quickly ended the conversation to go check out the commotion. What could all the commotion possibly be about?

You rounded the corner and stepped into the room where the sound erupted from. A group of people was huddled in a tight circle, standing on their knees and egging on the two people caught in a passionate lip-lock in the middle of a circle. It was an odd sight and ambivalence was the first emotion that came in mind. Then, when the two people pulled away, that emotion twisted into one of intense dolor when you saw that they were Leta Lestrange and your boyfriend, Theseus Scamander. People drunkly cheered for them to kiss again and Theseus’ eyes met yours.

As he stood up slowly, you turned around and speed-walked out of the room, the lust and drunkenness in the air getting too suffocating to bear. You heard footsteps following behind you and you sped up, ignoring the voice you knew too well. It hurt to even hear his voice, much less see his face. You felt intrigued glances burning into your back as you exited out the front door, cool air filling your lungs as you stepped into the dark night. Without looking back, you apparated back to your house and only when you locked the door was when you allowed yourself to collapse completely.

You began packing up all your belongings as quickly as possible with the help of magic, tears welling up in your eyes. You wanted to throw up and break something out of anger at the same time, even though you didn’t consume one drop of alcohol at Newt’s party. Desperate knocking broke the hectic silence, prompting you to pack up faster. As your clothes flew into bags and books floated into boxes, you wrote down a simple sentence down on a sheet of paper in thick marker: “I’m sorry I loved you.”

When all your belongings were packed away, you unlocked the door and Theseus burst in just in time to see you apparate away with all your belongings. The look of shock and hurt on his face would be imprinted in your memory for a while. You apparated to your aunt’s house and spoke with your aunt about staying for a couple nights until you found a place to stay. Of course, she allowed you to stay since she was the most kind-hearted person, and she didn’t question your reason for staying at all.

For the next couple of days, you had trouble falling asleep without Theseus by your side and every morning waking up without him was like experiencing heartbreak all over again. Since you worked at a publishing company, you couldn’t avoid speaking to your ex-lover’s brother. Working with Newt on his new book was a hundred times more awkward than it had ever been before as there was the unspoken incident with his brother hanging in the air.

Newt did try to bring up Theseus with a sly but casual “Hey, so about the thing that happened between you and my brother-”, but instead of receiving a direct response, you cut him off, asking about the page arrangement. Fortunately, he took that interruption as a sign that you didn’t want to talk about Theseus at all. The hurt was still fresh in your brain and you had been working hard to sort out your tangled emotions.

There were a couple identifiable emotions you recognized: anger, betrayal, fear, and despair. You were angry because you couldn’t believe Theseus had the nerve to go and kiss his ex-girlfriend while you were at his brother’s party. You felt betrayed because you thought he actually loved and cared about you, just as he said he did. You were scared because you didn’t know if you could ever love again after having your heart crushed into a million pieces by one of the few people you trusted. And lastly, you felt despair because now you were alone and terrified of what the future held without Theseus being in the picture anymore.

Your aunt did try to cheer you up as you seemed extremely gloomy and moped around the house when you weren’t at work, and you were thankful for her efforts. You were certain that you were almost ready to move on as working on your own emotions the past few days in a pleasant environment drastically improved your mental health. That was until Theseus decided to show up at your door, completely wasted.

“Y/n! I missed you!” You opened the door to find Theseus, who greeted you with a giant hug, his breath reeking of alcohol. He nuzzled his face against yours, laughing a bit as you closed the door behind him, guiding him gently to the couch.

“Theseus, what are you doing here? Drunk?” You asked as you helped him sit down on your aunt’s burgundy couch. Knowing the level of Theseus’ alcohol tolerance, there was a fifty percent chance that this lovely couch might end up with an ugly stain.

“I couldn’t find the courage to speak to you. Until now. I’m so sorry for what I did, I was a coward,” Theseus’ eyes began welling up with tears and your heart shattered again when you saw how horrible you made him feel. Despite all the negative emotions you felt towards him, in the end, you would always love him no matter what. You began to shush him, insisting that all was forgiven and that he should get some rest.

“No, it was my fault for making you feel this way,” Theseus persistently continued, ignoring your protests. “I was too drunk to think about what I was doing and everybody was playing this stupid spin-the-bottle-game and I decided to join and one thing led to the next. I’m so sorry for kissing Leta. That kiss meant nothing to me. I don’t feel anything for her anymore, I’m too in love with you. I know I made a mistake but please take me back. You’re the love of my life and I don’t want you to never forgive me.”

“Oh Theseus,” You mumbled, stroking his hair as he leaned into your shoulder, letting his sobs fall out like heavy rocks dropping from a cliff. “It will be hard to, but I will try to because I still love you. We’re all humans and we all make mistakes in life. We can try again.”

“Thank you,” Theseus smiled, wiping away his tears, and glancing gratefully at you. “Now, I don’t think I’ll ever drink this much again in my life. I’m sick of alcohol.”

“I support your statement full-heartedly,” You laughed, lightening the mood of the environment. Theseus kept his promise and you two managed to put back the scattered pieces of a breathtaking, complex puzzle called love back into their places.

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you’ve changed (Theseus x reader): chapter 2

Requested by anonymous: Could you write a second Part of you‘ve changed?

Wc: 967

note: find chapter 1 in the samfb tag (links don’t work on posts for some reason :/)

So much for leaving the past behind you. You had been purposefully avoiding Theseus ever since you last ran into him at the Ministry. Now, he showed up at your work, standing in front of your desk. You were in the middle of working on your last article when you heard somebody clear their throat loudly in front of your desk. You looked up from your typewriter and held yourself together when you saw Theseus.

“Oh, hello. Sorry I didn’t see you. I was, uh, caught up with work,” You stuttered, standing up and smoothing out your wrinkled dress shirt and pants. Your persistent habit of hunching over whenever you typed out articles and only now did you also realize how messy your desk was. You attempted to organize the papers as you casually asked, “What are you doing here? How did you find me?”

“Your sister told me I’d find you here,” Theseus replied, glancing at your busy hands that clutched your messy batch of papers, obviously stifling a giggle. You both shared a knowing look, silently acknowledging your perpetual habit of being unorganized. “And I came here to invite you to my wedding.”

Theseus grinned as he handed you a fancy card with the words “Save the date” in fancy lettering. The design on the card was intricate and your eyes skimmed across the pages, but stopped on the phrase “Leta + Theseus, Forever”. During all those years at Hogwarts, you never imagined one day those names would be put right next to each other. You vividly recalled how you would trace the words “Y/n + Theseus” on your desk instead of paying attention in class. That fantasy seemed achievable at the time since you were dating Theseus but little did you know your relationship with him would be short-lived.

“Oh, thank you so much for this invitation. Are you sure it won’t be awkward or anything? You know, because we had a thing in the past. Not that it matters now, but you know what I mean,” You blurted out loud, instantly feeling a thousand times more awkward than before. You thought bringing up your failed relationship with him would soften the blunt, unspoken tension between you two but if anything, it might’ve increased it.

“Right. Well, Leta is a very understanding person and won’t mind if you come. I talked to her about inviting to you and she was fine with it. Besides, I’m her ex-boyfriend’s brother; if she can live with knowing she’s going to see her ex-boyfriend often, she can live with the fact you’re coming to our wedding,” At the mention of his brother, a dark glint swept across Theseus’ expression before he composed himself again, retaining a neutral look. You knew how rocky Newt’s relationship with Theseus was and throwing Leta into the equation was a recipe for a catastrophe so in the context of all that history, Theseus was handling himself pretty well.

“In that case, I should be able to make it. Thank you very much for your invitation. I look forward to attending your fabulous wedding,” You smiled, hoping to seem more detached and calm than you felt after the abrupt change of topics. Theseus nodded, allowing the ends of his lips to tilt up just slightly before he turned around, walking out of the office. Taking one last glance at the card, you sighed in defeat, knowing that there was no chance that he was going to take you back now.

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Choosing the dress to wear to the wedding was one of the most difficult choices you had to make. You didn’t know how you wanted to present yourself as the person you were now differed from your old Hogwarts self. There were bound to be a handful of people from Hogwarts attending Theseus’ wedding so you had to be wary of your presentation.

You decided on an emerald green dress adorned with a subtle amount of jewels that conveyed the message of simplicity with a dash of complexity. You were nervous to attend the wedding but found your nerves soothed when you found out Theseus.

While you waited out the crowd, old friends came over and greeted you, asking how you were and such. You hoped they wouldn’t notice your wistful glances at Theseus, wishing you were the one standing next to him instead of Leta. Of course, you were trying to be happy for him; as long as he was content, that was all that mattered. But you couldn’t help wishing he missed you as often as you thought of him. When you finally walked up to him to congratulate him and Leta on getting married, they both smiled and thanked you as plainly as they would with anybody else.

For the rest of the wedding, you felt like a ghost, empty and wandering. The objectiveness of Theseus’ treatment towards you brought you back into the harsh reality of how little you meant to him. While he was an important figure in your life, you were simply just another pretty face in the past. As the wedding ceremony began, you tried to maintain a jubilant expression and imitated everybody else’s reactions so you wouldn’t seem suspicious.

The cruelest irony of the entire event was when Theseus and Leta finished their vows and slipped on their rings and everybody stood up, crying tears of joy. You sobbed with them, but even though this was probably the happiest day of Theseus’ life, this was the most dismal day of yours. You couldn’t make it through the entire wedding and decided to leave while everybody was dancing. After the wedding, you promised yourself, for certain this time, to never speak with him again until your heart jumped from his grasp and came running back into your arms.

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ice to meet you (newt x reader)

Requested by anonymous: could you do an ice skater reader (like figure skating) and newt scamander fic? i just want it to be fluffy :)

Wc: 861

“You know, if I met you here, I would use the line ‘ice to meet you’ and hope you would instantly feel an unbearable attraction to me,” You spun in a circle gracefully on your skates, stopping in front of your boyfriend, Newt Scamander. Newt was very clearly struggling to maintain his balance while you were twisting and spinning in every which way as carefree as possible.

“You’re such a bugger, but you’re so unbelievably adorable when you make stupid jokes and skate at the same time,” Newt pulled you close to him, kissing you gently on the cheek, causing him to dangerously wobble on his skates. His coat and body warmth did heat up your body a bit and while you were worried that you both were going to spontaneously tip over and crack the ice.

“Honey, if you hold to me for a second longer, you might lose your balance,” You carefully untangled yourself from his arms and the second you separated from his body, you instantly missed his warmth. But then again, you couldn’t risk putting your brand new skates at risk of being hurt. The ice rink wasn’t as packed as it usually was, just as you predicted.

You knew this ice rink like the back of your hand. As a child, you came to this ice rink every weekend and would find it crowded with too many bodies and not enough space to attempt a flying sit spin so you began practicing properly Wednesdays after school when the rink was at its emptiest. You were one of the most advanced young athletes that practiced on the rink and you spent many years of your life devoting hours and hours and hours of your time to skate.

Unfortunately, magic called so you had to drop your dreams of skating in the Olympics to study at Hogwarts. In addition to learning magic, you met a very handsome, sweet boy by the name of Newt Scamander. You had planned on revisiting skating again after graduating Hogwarts but your time and attention voluntarily to your boyfriend.

Skating only popped up in your memory this winter, prompting you to nag Newt to go ice-skating at the rink with you. Fortunately, Newt was a considerate and kind boyfriend so he agreed to come with you even though he never learned how to skate. You had taught him a couple basic concepts of skating, such as how to maintain balance and skate without falling. He had clutched onto your arm tightly the first time you led him onto the rink.

Now, even if his balance wasn’t the best, he could at least travel across the ice without falling on his behind several times. Newt tired out quickly so he often watched you twirl and leap across the ice without taking many breaks. You seemed to be able to able to soar through the air smoother with him watching your every move. You had missed the sensation of your skates skimming against the ice and the chill bite of the winter air on the skin between your mittens and your jacket.

Ice skating had been your life since your childhood and as you were revisiting this performing art with Newt, you couldn’t help but think about how far you came from simply starting to skate.

“Heads up!” Newt shouted playfully as he picked up a handful of snow, aiming towards you as you attempted an Axel jump. As you landed gracefully on your skates, you felt a wet lump of snow land on your skates. You feigned an expression of anger as you skated towards Newt, grabbing him by the arm and spinning him around. He let out a yelp of protest but you refused to let go, enjoying his flustered expression.

Somehow, you didn’t consider that when you were spinning him around, he would get dizzy. As a result of being dizzy, Newt tripped over his skates and fell on his behind, dragging you down with him. You let out a squeal of surprise before you pulled yourself up, untangling your limbs from his. You helped him up, ignoring the strange glances people threw your way. Affection was best expressed through light-hearted teasing and pushing around; yet, while this type of affection was common between couples, people still believed that couples who gently nudged each other were having full-on arguments.

“You’re so clumsy,” You laughed, kissing him on the cheek as you clasped his hand, starting to slowly skate forward with him by your side. He pecked you on the cheek in response, holding your hand tighter as you both dodged inexperienced skaters.

“Of course I am. Aren’t one of the partners in figure skating supposed to be less agile than the other?” Newt joked, following your lead as you continued to guide him (more like drag him) across the ice rink.

“That’s not how figure skating works, but it’s cute that you consider yourself the clumsier partner,” You derisively replied, feeling strangely at peace with realizing how for the rest of your life, all the time you thought you’d spend ice-skating would be spent with somebody who cheered up your chilly heart.

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you’ve changed (theseus x reader): chapter 1

requested @/justanotherenglishmajor: Hi, I know you might be busy with all your docs and request, but could I ask for a Theseus x slytherin!Reader. Post hogwarts but they had a thing for each other in hogwarts and bump into each other at the ministry. You can chuck in some Leta if you want. Thanks, doll.

Wc: 954

You never imagined you would ever come to the Ministry for any reason at all, but unfortunately, you were at the place you dreaded the most. At Hogwarts, everybody teased you about how you were a hundred percent going to visit the Ministry at least once in your life for a negative reason since you everybody thought you were destined to become the evilest, cunning, and infamous Slytherin of them all. Turns out, all of them were wrong because your life took a turn when you met a special someone and that caused you to throw away your goal of dominating the world. Now, you were stuck in the Ministry’s records room, trying to find some background information or records of somebody called ‘Zeena Trinton’.

The Ministry’s records room (and the Ministry in general) was more gigantic than you had ever imagined which is probably why you were more than just a little lost. You had been wandering in the records room for a solid five minutes and still had no idea how the records were organized. All the records were packed orderly in shelves and letters and numbers labeled each shelf but there was no key or anything to help you decipher where the name you were looking for was located. As your eyes scanned the seemingly endless rows of shelves, you saw a figure in the distance, standing in front of one of the shelves, flipping through a record he picked up.

“Hey! Sorry, I’m a little lost. Do you mind helping me find records for someone?” You walked up to the figure eagerly, hoping you wouldn’t seem too overbearing with your exuberant tone. He turned around and when your eyes met his, an electric current of shock zoomed through your body.

“Y/n? Is that you?” Theseus Scamander, your childhood friend and crush throughout your time at Hogwarts. One look at his eyes brought back hundreds of memories you made with him at school“What are you doing here?”

“Yeah, it’s me! It’s been so long. I’m just here to find some records for this practically invisible person who nobody has any information on. Do you think you could help me find records for somebody by the name of ‘Zeena Trinton’? Also, what are you doing here?” You asked, watching him place the record he was looking at back on the shelf.

“Sure, I can help you out. I’ve got a pretty relaxed schedule today. I got a job at the Ministry as an Auror, fought in the First World War, and became Head of Aurors. What about you? Why are you doing research?” Theseus questioned as he guided you through the dusty shelves, throwing a casual look at you.

You were trying to avoid his gaze while trying not to seem too avoidant. The truth is that you never got over your love for him and every moment you spent with him now was like walking into the past you buried a while ago. The distance between your hand and his was further than it had ever been before. A couple of years ago, he would voluntarily place his hand on yours during Potions Class and you both would be sneaking out past curfew to chase after pixies.

“Oh, I took up a job as a journalist for this newspaper. It’s not the most entertaining job but it’s a satisfactory temporary job. It helps pay for my studies at the Muggle Communication department. I want to get a job there so I have to take a year-long course in that department in order to get accepted. I had to take a couple years off after Hogwarts to take care of my grandma,” You explained calmly, uncomfortably aware of your unsteady breathing. You didn’t want your words to just be hanging there so you quickly blurted, “I heard you got engaged.”

“Yes, I’m engaged to Leta Lestrange and we’re very happy together. She works here too and life’s been amazing,” Theseus smiled a bit while saying so and stopped in front of a shelf, scanning up and down the shelf to try to find the record. He knelt down to the bottom of the shelf and picked out a record with the name ‘Zeena Trinton’.

“Thanks for finding the record. Now, uh, do you mind helping me find my way out of here? This place is a maze,” You chuckled nervously, receiving the file as he handed it to you.

“Of course! I’ve worked here for years and I still get lost sometimes. It’s like the first week at Hogwarts all over again,” Theseus responding, causing you to giggle and shake your head. After all these years, he was still the same old Theseus. His remark about Leta did sting a bit because while you missed him dearly, he seemed to be thriving without you.

As he helped you find your way out, you both caught up with life and finally, the dreaded moment you had anticipated came. You reached the exit and you both awkwardly stood in front of each other for a moment, avoiding each other’s gazes before Theseus decided to spontaneously hug you, catching you completely off guard. “It was nice catching up with you Y/n. I missed you a lot.”

“Oh, you’re a hugger now? You’ve changed,” You smiled softly, feeling affectionate but a bit nostalgic. It had been so long since you had seen him and almost everything had changed.

“You too,” Theseus pulled away, offering one last reminiscent smile before he let you go. You left the Ministry and in doing so, you decided to finally leave the past behind you, no matter how hard it was going to be to not look back.

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