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fatecanberewritten-writer · 9 months

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A Stranger with a Familiar Face | Chapter One: To Start Anew

Stars Series | A Stranger with a Familiar Face

It was a gray day in Paris, rain threatening emptily to fall from the dreary clouds. He’d hoped for the sweet smell of fresh rain on the pavement, the dainty fragrance of flowers the market nearby was selling, or, most fittingly, the intoxicating scent of freshly baked bread - but all that met his nose was garbage and dirty gutters. It, surprisingly, had him missing New York, and Gellert Grindelwald was quite certain that nothing would make him miss New York.

With a sigh that went unnoticed by his Acolytes, Grindelwald glanced pensively around the street Rosier had recommended. The neighborhood, centrally located in the Boulevard Haussmann Les Grand Magasins De Paris, was wealthy enough to impress Purebloods interested in the cause, yet unimportant enough to remain under the radar. Blood thirsty as she was, Vinda Rosier was proving to be a valuable asset.

Sauntering down the mildly busy street, the hungry eyes of his Acolytes watched him, patiently awaiting his decision. The man took his time, reveling in his returned power, reveling in being in his own skin once more. After such a significant drawback in America, Grindelwald was finally feeling like his former self, finally feeling like he was back on track. His heterochromatic, all-knowing eyes settled on a particularly fine house in the middle of the lane, and he gently tilted the end of his cane towards it. His Acolytes descended on it like a pack of wolves.

As if conjured, a hearse drawn by two black horses turned the corner, drove coachmanless down the cobbled street, and settled in front of the chosen apartment. Grindelwald stood alone beside it, watching the street, waiting patiently. Two green flashes came from the windows above. Not a soul looked up.

Grindelwald hardly stirred as the door reopened. Nagel and Krafft emerged, each holding one end of a sleek black coffin, Krall and MacDuff following along with a second. He watched on with hardly a trace of emotion on his face, not daring to show any pleasure in the Muggles’ deaths. This was a necessary evil. The hearse continued down the street, and Grindelwald led his followers back inside the now vacant apartment.

“Yes,” Grindelwald mused, walking from room to room in surveyance. The couple had been well off - old money, most likely - and their home would be very enticing to Purebloods, once they de-Muggled it. “This will be suitable after a thorough cleanse.” His eyes traveled to each of his companions as they made themselves comfortable in the apartment. They settled on Nagel, who stood at attention as their gazes met. “I want you to go to the circus now,” he ordered gently, stepping closer to the dark-skinned man. “Give my note to Credence, begin his journey.”

Nagel nodded, leaving the apartment. Thoughts of Credence Barebone replace his presence.

“When we’ve won,” started Rosier, filling the unsettled silence and pulling Grindelwald from his calculative thoughts, “they’ll flee cities in the millions. They’ve had their time.”

“We don’t say such things out loud,” Grindelwald quickly intervened, stopping the supportive smirks before they got out of hand. Their supremacy was a dangerous ideology, one that could easily turn potential allies against them. “We want only freedom,” he preached. “Freedom to be ourselves.”

Rosier watched him with a pensive respect. “To annihilate non-wizards,” she added.

“Not all of them, not all,” he assured, his eyes finding Abernathy’s for a moment. “We’re not merciless.”

The American wizard was the only one among them that was not Pureblood - in fact, he was quite the opposite. Born to two No-Majes in Upstate New York, Ulric Abernathy had always been torn between two worlds. While more easily accepted into Wizarding society than most other places, namely Britain, Muggleborns in America faced their own challenges set in place by MACUSA’s strict secrecy laws - once they are old enough to control their magic, all trace of magic is erased from their non-magical family’s memory. Since he was eleven, Ulric has had to juggle two separate identities, hiding the biggest part of him from those who had raised him. The assurance of his family’s safety had been the biggest factor in convincing him to join the cause.

Grindelwald’s gaze flitted back to the others, easily picking up on the air of confusion surrounding the Purebloods. “The beast of burden will always be necessary,” he concluded, and all parties looked satisfied.

A soft cooing close at hand caused everyone in the room to stiffen. The Acolytes tried not to catch their leader’s eye, fearing punishment for not having cleared the apartment completely, but Grindelwald looked only towards the closed door at the far end of the room - a nursery.

He felt an all too familiar prickling on his skin, as though struck with a sudden chill, and though they did not know it, he would not be punishing any of his careless Acolytes. It seemed as though they had stumbled into a happy accident, though Grindelwald wondered if it was an accident at all. He took a deep breath as he started towards the room, preparing for the moment of judgment he knew to come.

The child made not a sound as Grindelwald gently pushed open the door. Carrow, a woman more prejudiced towards Muggles and Muggleborns than anyone else in the room, followed closely, poorly hiding the excited look in her eyes. She knew that if Grindelwald decided to do away with this spawn of dirt, he would turn to her, and she would oblige all too gladly. She felt her confidence growing as the child looked up at her fearfully.

But yet, as Grindelwald crouched before the young boy, the hardly-year-old child looked into his mismatched eyes with nothing but curiosity. Everyone in the room held their breath.

Grindelwald watched the boy for a long time, attempting to manipulate his abilities as a seer to look into this boy’s future, though he knew that’s not how his abilities worked. Surely there was something, he told himself. He would not have gotten that chill if there was not. He would not have chosen this home.

The child’s wide blue eyes stared back into the man’s heterochromatic eyes, and slowly, gradually, his left eye, only his left, darkened from a soft blue to a dark, dark brown, mirroring the man before him. A grin broke out on Grindelwald’s face.

“He is a wizard,” Grindelwald announced, rising.

Carrow’s smile fell into a sneer, and she pulled out her wand as if she’d been ordered. “Then he is a Mudblood,” she hissed, sizing up the child, “and he deserves to die.”

From the back of the group, Abernathy lunged forward, MacDuff’s reflexive grip on his wrist being the only thing that kept the Muggleborn from drawing his wand. Carrow cowered slightly in shock. She knew, of course, of his blood status, but the reserved man had never before reacted like this to her blatant and repetitive degrading of his kind. She’d never thought he had it in him, but the look in his eyes now was almost murderous.

In the midst of the action, Grindelwald had bent down to retrieve the child, with whom he now stood strongly. His face was hardened and dark, and while not quite as murderous as Abernanthy’s, it set fear in Carrow’s bones as she turned back to face him. “We do not speak that way of our own,” his voice boomed, drawing all eyes back to him.

Carrow’s voice was much quieter, much less confident as she next spoke: “Our own?”

Grindelwald’s eyes narrowed. “Is he not a wizard? Is not Abernathy?”

The witch was blinking rapidly, stumbling over her words. “Yes - yes but - ”

“But nothing,” Grindelwald countered almost calmly. “You will remember your place, Carrow, or you will be reminded of it.” Carrow watched him in shock, frozen, unsure of how to proceed. Grindelwald spoke again before she could form a decisive thought. “I think it is best if you leave for now. Return only when you remember the Greater Good that we are fighting for.”

After a moment of processing his words, Carrow backed away from him, hastening out of the room, taking the path as far from Abernathy as she could. Grindelwald surveyed the room as she departed, watching the reactions of his followers to determine which of them would favor her ideals to his. His eyes lingered on Rosier, but she watched him only with devotion.

Finally, his eyes met Abernathy’s, and he ushered him forward. With no hesitance, the American wove his way through the group and stood strongly before his master. The child sat on Grindelwald’s hip like a christened prince, one sure to inherit the entire world. “Sir?” said Abernathy.

“As the one among us who will most closely relate to the child, I will leave him in your care,” Grindelwald declared. “You will raise him, I will teach him, and when he is old enough, he will join our ranks. I have no doubt that he will be a valuable asset, as you are, Abernathy.”

Abernathy took a moment to respond, but eventually he nodded. He had not considered fatherhood in a long time, not since he had to break the heart of the No-Maj he had been in love with even before he knew he was a wizard. But, as Grindelwald placed the recently orphaned child in his arms, he took on the responsibility as swiftly as he would take any of Grindelwald’s orders.

“What will we call him?” Rosier piped in, and as she did, Abernathy was reminded that he would not be raising this child entirely on his own. The weight on his shoulders lessened a little.

In response, Grindelwald looked deeply into the child’s mind, using legilimency to sort through the fading and undeveloped thoughts of a toddler. After a moment of silence, he emerged with an answer. “Alderic Beaufort.”

Rosier’s eyebrows furrowed. “Alderic Beaufort?” she repeated slowly.

Grindelwald nodded. “It was the name his parents gave him, and it is the name he will keep.”

“Forgive me,” Rosier started again, and Grindelwald considered her with patience, though many others in the room were beginning to lose theirs. “If he is to start anew with us, would it not be fitting if he were to have a new name as well? Perhaps your name,” she offered, then with a glance at Abernathy, quickly added, “or Abernathy’s.”

Grindelwald chuckled at the flatterence, stepping closer to the child in Abernathy’s arms, watching him as he responded to Rosier. “It matters not what he is born or thrust into, it matters only what he chooses to become. And we can only hope that, like us, little Alderic will choose the Greater Good.”

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tommyssupercoolblog · 2 months

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Rewatching the Jenny Nicholson video on Fantastic Beasts 2 and the JKR antisemite allegations and all her confirmed literal openly nazi friends certainly explain the part of the movie- which i did see the movie okay this just made me think of this moment, i'm not only getting this secondhand- where the villain claims his mission statement is that he wants to stop the Holocaust...??? and the main characters are just like "but it's wrong to interfere with muggles, magic needs to be a secret". about the fucking Holocaust.

like "the crimes of grindlewald" are just that he wants to stop the Hollocaust and to convince you he's evil about this they code him to be a nazi?? like vilian imagery shorthand you know. and have him kill random guys, even though his actual goal is to stop the Holocaust. and the jewish character Queenie joins the metaphorical nazis who are really just people who want to stop the ACTUAL nazis, and her joining is framed as a bad thing....

like....like that's very. hmm that's very. huh.

#i made a textpost #antisemitism tw #anti jkr #fuck jk rowling #tw jk rowling

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sithskywalkerr · 1 year

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tagged by: @laserbrains & @princessxkenobi ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝‎♡‧₊˚ tysm 💜 tagging: anyone who wants to who hasn’t already been tagged !

✧˖°. songs on repeat (this week):

when worlds collide - powerman 5000

revival - orgy

the great war - t swift

lollipop luxury - jeffree star (it reminds me of ani for whatever fuckin reason lmfao)

hey man, nice shot - filter

✧˖°. last movie i watched:

half of the lion king, but full whole ass movie is fantastic beasts: crimes of grindlewald (support johnny or perish)

✧˖°. currently watching:

BLUEY

✧˖°. currently reading:

star wars: lords of the sith by paul s. kemp

#tagged 💜#briar.txt #i will not explain lollipop.#i refuse to actually.#but uh havent listened to much music recently bc was hospitalized and couldnt play it out loud

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kywaslost · 1 year

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A Dangerous Moment - Newt Scamander

A/N: I’m writing this for @newtscamanderimagines because they asked for someone to write this and I absolutely love this idea! Hope it turned out alright!

Request: Reader is female (15) and she absolutely loves all of the creatures he owns. However, one day something happens. One dangerous creature attacked her making her depressed and way too sad and scared to go back in his case. Cried all month etc. Tickles for cheer up?

Newt Scamander would tell his brother that he was at first afraid to let his little sister, you, to stay with him at first. You were only a teenager, 15 years old. He didn’t know how you’d feel benign around his creatures all the time, feeding them and interacting with them. But he gave you a chance, letting you move in with him and traveling with him as long as the trip wasn’t too far.

You surprised Newt, however, during your first night at his home. After you had gone to bed, Newt placed his suitcase down on the floor in his bedroom and climbed down into the zoo that was his suitcase. But after a few hours of sleep, you felt something climb on top of you and sit on your legs. You stirred, trying to move your legs but the weight was too heavy. When you opened your eyes, you were shocked to see a creature sitting on your legs.

“Hi,” you said gently, sitting upright slowly. “You’re a Demiguise, aren’t you?” The creature looked at you with wide blue eyes, then reached its long arms out to you. You let the creature wrap its arms around your neck and legs around your waist, then you stood. Slowly you made your way to Newt’s room. “Are you Dougal?” You asked the Demiguise and it nodded softly.

Newt wasn’t in his room, but you spotted his suitcase and opened it slowly. Making your way down the ladder, you felt the Demiguise grip you a bit tighter. You reached the bottom and your eyes widened in aw. There were magical creatures everywhere. You could see an occamy nest in the distance, and a thunderbird, too.

“This is awesome!” you exclaimed.

Dougal unwrapped himself from you and fell to the ground, taking your hand in his as he dragged you through the case. You followed, looking around at all the creatures as you were making your way through the case. Soon enough, you could see your older brother feeding mooncalves, sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

The wizard caught a glimpse of you through the corner of his eye, and did a double take, “Y/N? Why are you down here? You shouldn’t be here!” He abandoned the mooncalves as Dougal let go of your hand and climbed onto Newt’s back. “You could get hurt!”

Your eyes dimmed slightly, and you lost some of your smile. “I’m sorry. Dougal woke me up. I brought him back here and he led me to you.” You looked away from your brother. “I’m sorry, I’ll go back to bed. Sorry to bother you.”

You turned to walk away, but said one thing before you left. “Oh, and the Nifflers are sniffling. I noticed while Dougal brought me back here. You might want to check that out.”

“Wait.” You turned back to your brother, hair falling in your face and hiding Newt slightly. “You know what some of my creatures are?”

You moved the hair from your eyes and nodded. “I read your book, Newt. And sometimes I read articles about them.” You shrugged, turning away again. “But it’s no big deal. Just let me know if you need any help. I know a few things.”

From that night on, Newt let you work with him and his creatures. He had rules, though. He had to be with you whenever you were working with a dangerous creature, or one you didn’t know how to handle. Over time you were allowed to work with almost all of the creatures in Newt’s case, though.

You loved your new ‘job’ so much. You got to work with creatures as well as spend quality time with your brother. Everything was perfect until one night. You were feeding the nifflers before turning in for the night, having already fed the other creatures that Newt allowed you to tend to. As you were scooping handfuls of weeds and shrubs into the nifflers’ feeding bowls, your wand fell out of your pocket and rolled a few feet away. Thinking nothing of it, you got up from your kneeled position at the bucket of plants and walked over to your wand.

You noticed a hole in the ground near where your wand landed. You spared it a quick thought, noting how you didn’t remember seeing that hole there earlier. Then you kneeled down to pick up your wand.

You felt it before you saw it. A stinging pain coursing through your body, radiating from your hand. You cried out in pain, falling back on your butt as you gripped your hand to your chest. You could see a creature scurrying away out of the corner of your eye. You hadn’t ever seen it before, and you were sure you knew every creature in Newt’s case by now.

The pain quickly became too much to bear and your screaming was getting louder. You couldn’t sit up, tilting to the side and collapsing on your back. Your vision was fading, but you could hear something off in the distance. Through your faded gaze you could see Newt running towards you, then he was beside you.

You couldn’t remember much after that.

You wouldn’t go back into Newt’s case after that night. Even now, two weeks later, you haven’t even been able to look at a creature without bursting into tears and going into a panic. The only one you could stand to see was Picket, but only because you had been around him for years.

Newt was on edge, he’d admit. He wasn’t sure how to help you. He was so petrified when he heard you screaming that night. He thought you were being attacked by Grindlewald and his followers. But then, as he was running to you, he saw one of his venomous creatures running away from where he could hear you screaming.

You were pretty much out of it by the time he got to you. You were still conscious but Newt knew what creature had bit you, judging by the wound on your hand and said creature running past him earlier. There was no one attacking you, which was somewhat of a plus. But that didn’t change the fact that Newt was scared out of his mind. He knew how dangerous that creature was, and he wasn’t even sure how it had escaped its enclosure, but that was another problem for another time.

Newt had to pick you up and carry you back to the shed at the entrance of his case, quickly digging through all of his remedies and medicines to find what would help ease the pain and fight of the venom from the creature that bit you.

Once you recovered, you wouldn’t step foot anywhere near Newt’s case. To be honest, it saddened him that you no longer wanted to help him care for his creatures, but he understood why you were so afraid. The one thing he didn’t know how to handle, however, was the fact that you rarely left your room nowadays. He’d come in, bringing meals for the both of you and eating with you., but that was all he really could do. You spent a lot of time crying, he could hear it through the walls. You didn’t speak much anymore, either. Newt wasn’t sure if your actions were out of pure fear or if they were unknown side-effects from the treated venom.

He tried talking to Thesius, but his brother wasn’t much help. In fact, Thesius wasn’t happy with Newt for letting you around his creatures. In fact, he said, “Newt. This is your problem. Now you fix it.” What a beautiful brotherly support.

Eventually Newt had had enough. You needed to at least go outside and see some sunlight. You were looking worse and worse every day and he couldn’t stand seeing you like this. So one afternoon he gently knocked on your door and entered your room.

“Hey, Y/N,” he greeted quietly. “Can you please come outside with me? You need to see some sunlight.”

Your red puffy eyes glanced up to him. You had been crying again. “No thank you.” Newt sighed, lowering himself to sit beside you on your bed. He looked upset, and you couldn’t help but think that it was because of you. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m worried about you,” Newt admitted. “I know you’re afraid of my creatures now, and that’s ok. But please, you need to take care of yourself and I’d like you to at least see some sunlight.”

You shook your head slowly. “No. There could be creatures out there.”

Newt took a moment to think, then grinned slightly. As he turned to face you, you tilted your head in confusion. “What?” His movements were too fast for you and you had no time to defend yourself. Newt pushed himself forward, forcing you to lay down on the bed as he pinned you down. Then his fingers glided over your sides, causing a loud laugh to burst out of you. You tried to push Newt off of you and he continued ‘torturing’ you but it was no use. He was much bigger and stronger than you, and you didn’t stand a chance against him.

Newt continued to tickle you until you couldn’t breathe and he was concerned you’d begin to hyperventilate. Your brother finally leaned back, giving you room to move away from him, still giggling. “Why’d you do that?” you asked through gasping breaths.

Newt smiled softly. “Because I’m tired of seeing you so upset. If you won’t go outside then maybe at least I can get you to smile here inside.”

You scooted over to sit next to your brother, resting your head on his shoulder. “Thanks, Newt. Hopefully I’ll get comfortable enough again to work with your creatures soon.”

#fantastic beasts #fantastic beast the secrets of dumbledore #fantastic beasts the crimes of grindlewald #fabtcg #newt scamander comfort #newt drabble #newt #newt scamander x reader comfort #newt scamander #scamander reader #scamander sister

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diana--williams · 2 years

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Every English Movies I've watched 2022- 2015

Latte

Seira Burgess is a Loser

Love Hard

All Together Now

Good Nurse

Enola Holmes 2

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore

Persuasion

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever

The Invitation

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

Morbius

The Royal Treatment

Tall Girl 2

Thor: Love and Thunder

Do Revenge

Luckiest Girl Alive

To all the boys: Always and Forever

Harley Quinn: Birds of Prey

The White Tiger (hindi)

Black Widow

Shang Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings

Godzilla Vs Kong

Moxie

Cruella

Dune

Venom: Let There be Carnage

Spiderman- No way Home

Eternals

Encanto

Love in the Villa

Dolittle

Wonder Woman 1984

To All the Boys: P.S I still love you

Extraction

The Old Guard

Mulan

Enola Holmes

Ava

Secret Society of Second-Born Royals

The Boys in the Band

Love and Monsters

Soul

Pieces of a woman

Emma

The Kissing Booth 3

The Witcher: Nightmare of the wolf

He's all that

The Hating Game

Over the Moon

The Midnight Sky

Little Women (2019)

It Chapter Two

Annabelle Comes Home

Aladdin

Avengers: Endgame

Shazam!

Spiderman: Far From Home

The Curse of La Llorona

Charlie's Angels

Men In Black: International

Godzilla: King of Monsters

Terminator: Dark Fate

X Men: Dark Phoenix

Captain Marvel

Five feet apart

Hotel Mumbai

The Last Summer

Tolkien

Tall Girl

Abominable

Maleficent: Mistress of Evil

Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindlewald

The Nun

Midnight Sun

Hereditary

Ready Player One

Avengers Infinity War

To All the Boys I've Loved Before

Love, Simon

Mission Impossible: Fallout

Crazy Rich Asians

Kissing Booth 2

Kissing Booth

Aquaman

Tomb Raider

Black Panther

Bird Box

Ocean's 8

Colette

Red Sparrow

Bumblebee

Ant man and the wasp

Instant Family

Venom

Spider man: Into the Spider verse

Incredibles 2

Peter Rabbit

Hotel Transylvania 3

Smallfoot

The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society

The Shape of Water

Beauty and the Beast

Fifty Shades Darker

The Space between us

Lady Bird

Justice League

Wonder woman

Spiderman Homecoming

King Arthur: Legend of the sword

Baywatch

The Mummy

Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle

Kong: Skull Island

Kingsman: The Golden Circle

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2

Thor: Ragnarok

Coco

The Boss Baby

Despicable Me 3

The Great Wall

Fallen

Call me by your name

Ferdinand

Me Before You

Lady Macbeth

How To be Single

Passengers

La La Land

The Edge of Seventeen

The Legend of Tarzan

Warcraft

The Conjuring 2

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

Allegiant

The Huntsman: Winter's War

Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them

Jack Reacher: Never Go Back

The Jungle Book

Suicide Squad

Now You See Me 2

Ghostbusters

Doctor Strange

Gods Of Egypt

X-Men: Apocalypse

Finding Dory

Kung Fu Panda 3

Alice Through the Looking Glass

Ice Age: Collision Course

Captain America: Civil War

Max Steel

Zootopia

Moana

The Angry Birds Movie

Middle School: The worst years of my life

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headcannonsandotherthings · 2 years

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So I watched Fantastic Beasts and Secrets of Dumbledore. (I waited until it was on HBO Max to watch it). And I have some thoughts…

1. It was wayy better than Crimes of Grindlewald. But not better than the first movie. I still think that the first movie is the best one (at least in my opinion).

2. I felt that Jacob and Queenie’s relationship was very rushed and honestly kind of bleh. Like I geniunely thought we were going to see more of them since the trailer made it seem like Queenie was going to be in it a lot more. Instead she kind of was just there.

3. THE LACK OF TINA ACTUALLY MADE ME MAD. Listen Tina is my favorite character in the entire franchise and I love her so much. So the fact that she went from playing such an important role and a main character to “Tina’s busy.” Kind of made me mad.

4. Lally is amazing and I love her. She’s incredible and I can’t wait to see more of her in the next movies.

5. I like how we saw more of Thesus and Newt. I love their dynamic a lot.

6. I actually enjoyed Mads Mikkelsen as Grindlewald way more than I thought I was going to.

7. Again kind of was hoping we’d see more of Yusuf Kama. At first it made it seem like we were gonna see him a lot more. But then…he was just there…Like there’s no other way of putting it other than that.

Overall I’d give it a 6/10. Not my favorite but its not bad.

#fantastic beasts #newt scamander #tina goldstein #queenie goldstein #jacob kowalski #lally hicks #secrets of dumbledore #honestly i liked it more than i thought #but the first movie will always have a place in my heart #except for rowling #fuck you jkr #miss serf and terf bitch

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katieebaby1096 · 2 years

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Moving On

Theseus Scamander x OC

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from fantastic beasts or Harry Potter.

WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Smut, mentions of nudity

Hope you enjoy! This is my first Theseus fic!

It was a rather rainy day in London. The city seemed to glower with gloom due to the current circumstances, what with Grindlewalds efforts to start a war and all. Not that I’m supposed to know any of this to be quite frank. I just happened to be very good friends with one Qweenie Goldstein, who always kept my muggle ears informed. After she disappeared with Grindlewald from Paris Tina reached out in hopes that maybe if I could get to her I could talk some sense into her. The only thing was that no one really even knew where she was, so now here we are. I, Katia Johnson, have now been in London with Tina and Newt for about 6 months. Not that I have much to complain about though as I’ve taken on some work with Newts curious creatures and made some new friends. Including newts brother Theseus.

As I sit in front of a rather large window in the living area of Theseus’ flat reading in rather immodest attire I hear the front door slam and quick footsteps approach the room. It can’t be Theseus, he’s never here and when he is it’s much later. Stupid me for not being properly dressed. Being that I rent a small room from Theseus, he’s not surprised to see me sitting on the sofa with a copy of Newts book opened in my small hands. He is however slightly shocked to see me sat in basically a negligee. I had decided that morning today would be a lazy day and so I didn’t get dressed thinking I’d be spending my day off alone.

“I’m so sorry Theseus, I hadn’t realized you’d be home early! I’ll go put on something more appropriate!” I said quietly as I scurried off to my room. My cheeks must’ve been a blazing red as they’re hot to the touch. I quickly changed and went back to the living area sofa where Theseus now sat on the middle cushion with his head resting back as he stared at the ceiling.

“Sorry about that,” I whispered after clearing my throat.

“Hmm?” Was his reply as he turned his head to look at me.

“I should’ve been dressed more appropriately. I knew you’d be home eventually. It was stupid of me. And I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” I rattled off. He only scrunched his brows together before looking back to the ceiling.

The rest of the day was spent in deafening silence between the two of us until he disappeared into his room as I began to work on dinner. Surprisingly Theseus liked letting you cook all the meals instead of using magic, “it’s the time and effort and passion that makes it so much better,” He always says. He stayed rather quiet until I knocked on his door to tell him it was ready. When he opened the door however, he had several boxes and bags that he took outside and loaded into a waiting vehicle. Once finished he took his place at the dinner table.

“Is everything ok?” I asked.

He looked up and gave a barely there smile and said, “of course, pet.”

He sat quietly and ate until he finished and excused himself back to his room. I went to bed that night with many thoughts running through my mind. Especially thoughts of him using such a name for you. You had to admit how much you liked how he said it to you with his accent and rich, velvety voice. It brought a certain warmth to you as you drifted off into intense, steamy dreams of a man who isn’t quite ready for another woman in his life yet. Or so you thought. Unbeknownst to you, Theseus has been thinking about you a lot since this afternoons occurrence. Not a single day in the last several long months has gone by without Leta on his mind. She seemed to be everywhere he went like she was haunting him. She’d look at him with such a sad smile and reach for him but never connected like she was trying to comfort him. Today, however, he hadn’t seen her all morning or afternoon until travers sent him home saying he was do for some rest.

Theseus was shocked to walk through the door and see you sat there on the sofa looking rather caught off guard, and just behind you was Leta. She smiled down at you and then up at him and nodded softly as if to suggest she’s chosen you for him. And just as fast she disappeared. Kate had scrambled away to change and So he began sorting and packing letas things leaving only things he’d like to remember her by and called Tina to help him find something to do with the rest. It felt as though a weight had been lifted, as if Leta gave him his freedom to love again and Theseus hadn’t seen Leta after that. At Dinner when you asked him if everything was ok, he hoped he might put himself out there a bit. He didn’t expect much of a reaction from you but your cheeks painted themselves bright red and he noticed you clench your thighs together slightly. Just that alone had thoughts of you running rampant in his head as he dozed into a deep slumber.

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I awoke the next morning much earlier than normal, the sky was still dark but somehow throughout the night my chemise managed to slide between my folds. This delicious friction and lingering dreams of Theseus’ gentle touch make it easy to decide to discard my chemise completely and let my fingers dance across my plump porcelain skin until they meet my throbbing core. Though I’ve never been with a man I have learned how to please myself shamelessly when I truly feel that lust. I let my fingers dance in a tight circle around my nub, trying to climb the steep mountain to my climax. My breaths start coming in quick, wanton pants as I climb closer and closer; letting out soft, sweet whimpers. Just as I began to feel the heat in my core snap my door bursts open to reveal a groggy Theseus, wand at the ready with an alarmed expression on his beautiful freckled face and shouted, “what’s wrong?! You alright?”

Theseus’ eyes widened in realization as he took in my naked form. I let out a squeak of embarrassment as my legs snapped shut and my hands flying to grab my blanket. My face must’ve turned red as a tomato because my cheeks grew hot. I didn’t dare look him in the eyes, afraid he might be disgusted by what he’s just seen.

“I’m so sorry Kat, I heard you…I thought someone might’ve broken in and….I’ll give you some privacy!” He stuttered and backed out, closing my door behind him.

I quickly got up, pulled on my lacy white chemise and silk robe and went after him. I found him sat at the kitchen table with his head in his hands, his cheeks red with embarrassment or maybe lust.

“Theseus,” I whispered nervously, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean for you to see that. I’m so stupid I should’ve locked the door or for Pete’s sake, I shouldn’t have been doing it at all! I’m so ashamed.” I busied myself with making a pot of tea as the silence after my outburst grew uncomfortable. I hadn’t noticed him stand and make his way to where I was stood fiddling with the kettle. I only noticed when his hand met my arm and he turned me to face him. He gently slipped his other hand behind my neck, leaned down and placed his plump lips upon mine softly. He pulled back a bit and looked into my surprised eyes and then pressed his lips back to mine again with a smile. The first kiss was sweet and gentle but the second kiss was deeper, harder, more sensual and I welcomed it with open arms. Our lips seemed to melt into each other and neither of us wanted to stop but air was necessary to live. We parted again and I placed my fingers to my lips as I longed for that feeling again. The kettle began to whistle and Theseus took over making tea quietly as I took notice of the sky lit by the morning light. I’m needed at Newts today which meant I needed to be getting ready for work.

After changing and doing up my hair and slipping into my ballet flats I glance once more into the mirror regretting not getting my laundry done sooner. My only clean dress left was of course, white, which meant I’d likely end up throwing the poor thing away after the day is over. Hoping to understand the situation this morning better I made my way back to the kitchen only to be disappointed to see Theseus is no where in sight. By the time Newt arrived to take me to work I’ve come up with millions of scenarios of what he might be feeling or thinking right now.

In order to have the best day possible I’ve willed myself no to think about what had happened between us this morning. The day went by rather quickly without thinking about it at all until just before it was time to go home. Theseus had stopped in to see newt about Grindlewald. Of course Newt being Newt, he wanted Theseus to walk around with him to discuss the details as he was working with his creatures. Just as they start to walk by the Kelpie decides to splash around and soak me from head to toe. Theseus and Newt stop and laugh at me as I stand there dripping. Newt keeps his eyes down to the ground but Theseus doesn’t look away and I look down to see my Bralette and panties clearly through my white dress that clings to me.

“Alright then pet, let’s get you home so you can get cleaned up, yeah?” Theseus asks with a chuckle, reaching a hand towards me while his other hand rests in his pocket.

“Yes, that would wonderful thank you!” I say quietly, shivering slightly with the chill of the air around us. Taking my hand in his we disapperate, arriving back in the flat we share, my hand still enveloped in his. I look up to find him gazing down at me wantonly, donning a half smirk he swallows. His Adam’s apple bobbing along with him. He pulls me in closer and leans in until our noses are touching. I feel his strong freckled hands meet the small of my back and pulling me impossibly closer as he plants a searing kiss on my plush lips. I kiss back fervently as my wet dress drops on the floor and Theseus slips his tongue between my lips to battle with my own.

The heat from this morning has returned to my core and I was on fire with lust. He pulled back slowly for a moment, “do you want me to stop? Is this what you want?” For a moment I thought about the possibilities that this could end badly but that thought disappeared the moment his lips landed gracefully on my earlobe and nipped.

“No, don’t stop! I want this Theseus, but please be gentle…I’ve never…” as if he already knew he said

“It’s ok, I’ll take care of you love,” and kissed my jaw.

He led a path of sweet kisses down my neck and pulled my sopping dress off of me, followed by my bralette, stockings, shoes, and panties. Theseus knelt before me, running his hands slowly up my naked legs until he finally cupped my mound.

“Come,” he said and briskly pulled you along to your room where he sat you on the bed, “lay up on your bed and put your knees up.”

I did as he said as he undress quickly next to me. He looked so handsome. Once he was finally naked Theseus sat right next to your legs and pulled them open until your soaking tightness was revealed. His eyes met yours for a brief second before he leaned in and placed a kiss to your lips, his fingers began to rub up and down my mound for a moment before he spread my lips apart. His lips instantly went to my small aching bud, pulling moans and whimpers with every flick, circle, and suck. He brought one finger to your entrance and slowly pushed in and waited for a sign of pain but none came. He began to slowly through his long thick finger in and out adjusting his pace every so often. “Oh god, Theseus you make me feels so good!” I panted out. He then pushed in another digit, causing you to wince slightly at the pressure. He waited a few moments for you to adjust and then he began his slow pace again, in and out, over and over until i was a mewling mess. His fingers were dripping in my juices when he finally got me to cum, “oh, oh my! Oh Theseus! Don’t stop please don’t ever stop!”

He climbed over me then and pushed his boxers down, I gawked at the size of him. He pumped his hard, throbbing member a few times before looking in my eyes for permission. I gave him an eager nod and he lined up with my entrance and plunged into me just a bit and then back out and back in a bit more until he couldn’t go any further. He waited a few seconds and then began to rock into me gently. After a few minutes of the gentle rocking Theseus leaned back and began to thrust faster and harder. My slick coating his hard cock as he pushed into me coaxing sounds from me that even i’d never heard. Sweet moans and decadent whimpers and Theseus’ name flew past my lips at the speed of light when Theseus pressed his finger to my nub and moved in tight, quick circles causing me to see stars. My core hot and tight coiling up faster as Theseus deep moans and grunts fall to my ears. He looks at me then, deep into my eyes and as if he can sense that I’m close he cums deep into me. His hot ropes shooting into me finally make the hot coil in my core snap and the stars explode across my sight and I can’t help but cry out, “OH GOD THESEUS!!!” He only stops and pulls out once he’s helped me ride out my orgasm. I can feel his seed drip out, making me feel empty after being so full of him. Too tired to open my eyes I feel Theseus wrap me into his tired arms.

“Goodnight, my beautiful darling.” He whispered into my hair before placing a sweet kiss upon my head.

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