The Anomaly

The Anomaly

Fandom: ITSV/ATSV

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x Gn! Anomaly! Reader

Pronouns: they/them

Warnings: Miguel being angry, lying, ANGST, misgendering (referred to as an “it”)

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: re-Posted from my old account.

The love and admiration in their eyes spoke wonders across the room as Y/N stared at their beloved. Their boyfriend, the one and only Pavitr Prabhakar, sat across the room from them. Pavitr’s eyes were currently focused on his worksheet, trying his best to answer every question on the sheet. Their own worksheet sat ignored. It had been two weeks since they had fallen in love with Pavitr. Four weeks since they had arrived in this strange, foreign world. As much as they missed their own universe, they had to admit that this universe had some advantages.

A sudden noise caused them to look up, making direct eye-contact with their teacher. “Staring at Mr Prabhakar does not help you finish your worksheet.” She said, causing Pavitr to glance up and hide a smile, his face darkening with embarrassment. Y/N blinked, the teacher’s words playing over in their head before they realized what she meant and coughed awkwardly, eyes darting down to their paper. The bell rang as soon as they finished their final question and they turned it in quickly, giving an awkward smile to the teacher, who in turn gave them a glare.

They left the class quickly after that, only stopping when their boyfriend wrapped his arms around their waist, pressing his lips to their cheek. “Hey, beautiful.” He murmured, “Had fun staring at me in class?”

They shoved him away playfully, “Oh, shush.” They laughed, “Like you’ve never stared.”

“Sure I have, but I’ve never been caught.” His eyes twinkled in amusement. His touch left their waist as he twisted them around, allowing them to face each other. He opened his mouth to say something, but his watch beeped. He cursed quietly. 

Their eyes followed his wrist, “What’s wrong?” “I have to go.” He said quickly. “I’ll meet you after school, okay?”

“Jaanu, what do you mean, it's the middle of the school day!”

“My, uh, my auntie needs me for something!” He quickly said, trying to get away from the conversation, “It won’t take long, promise!” He was gone before they could say another word. 

Concern laced his features as he stared at his watch, mumbling to himself, “No, no, no, please, no.” He quickly revealed his suit from under his school uniform and took to the skies, swinging to directly where the portal would be formed.

When he got there, the portal was already open and his boss had stepped out already, waiting for him. “Pavitr. You had a job.” Miguel said before he had even landed.

“Hey, can’t we just talk-”

“No!” Miguel hissed, turning to face the young Spider-Man. “You had one job. You said you were able to handle this on your own, so I let you. I gave you the watch and all the means to take care of the anomaly. And where is it?”

“Them.”

The older man’s eyes glared into the other’s. “It. It was supposed to be gone two weeks ago. I gave you time and patience. I had faith in you. But you failed, Pavitr. Where is the anomaly?”

Pavitr panicked, his brain racking up excuses, “Miguel, come on, they aren’t an anomaly! You must be wrong!” He tried to explain.

“No, there is nothing wrong. Where is it or I will take care of it myself.”

“No, no, I won’t let you hurt them-”

Miguel shook his head, “You don’t have a choice anymore.” With a sudden movement, he was gone, leaving Pavitr to frantically look around. He tried to spot the bigger man, but he was nowhere to be seen. With a new sense of mission, Spider-Man took to the skies, praying he made it to his beloved before Miguel did.

The final bell of the day rang and Y/N was relieved. They immediately stepped outside of the class, following the crowd of students out of the schoolhouse. They pulled out their phone, texting their boyfriend as they walked to the apartment they had been calling home. They walked without paying much attention until they ran into something, or someone. Before they had the chance to apologize, the person they ran into grabbed their wrist, forcing them into an alleyway. 

“Hey, what’s the deal, man?!” They hissed, trying to free their arm. “Look, I don’t have any money!” The man shoved them against a wall, shooting webs at them to keep them still. 

The man looked at them, revealing that he was wearing a mask similar to the one of the city’s Spider-Man. It was different though. It was wrong. “You do not belong here.” He said, his voice sounding mean.

They tried to stay calm, confident that nothing would happen, but their terrified tone betrayed them, “I don’t- What are you talking about?”

A voice replied from above, “Miguel, stop!” They looked up, seeing the real Spider-Man, Mumbattan’s hero. “You don’t want to do this.”

Miguel, as Spider-Man called him, chuckled darkly, “You don’t know what I want.” He turned to look back at the person trapped on the wall. “You know you’re different. You knew it was too good to be true, yet you still put him under your curse. Release him now.”

“Release who? What are you talking about?!”

Spider-Man landed beside Miguel, “They didn’t do anything, leave them alone.”

Miguel ignored him, “You are an anomaly. You don’t belong in this universe. He,” The man gestured to the masked hero beside him, “was tasked with taking you back where you belonged. But, in his master plan, he let you fall in love with him. He let you depend on him. Which, congrats on his part. That is cruel. His plan is taking too long, though. So, here I am to speed up the process. Pavitr, restrain it.”

The name caused a silent gasp to escape Y/N lips. “No, that’s not true. Pav loves me.” They said, causing the Spider-Man lookalike to shake his head. With anger seeping through his blood, he stomped over, yanking the mask off of the real Spider-Man, revealing Pavitr. “Pav, what? You- Is he telling the truth?”

“No! Well, yes, but no!” 

“Which is it, Pavitr, yes or no?” Their tone changed, facing heartbreak was never easy.

Pavitr panicked, walking closer to you, “It started off as me trying to bring you in, but I fell for you. I love you!”

“Don’t lie to it, Pavitr. Detain it, now.”

Feeling trapped in his own universe, he stepped forward, towards the already trapped Y/N. Their eyes were wide, terrified of the scene in front of them. “What? Pav, please, tell me you’re lying. Tell me this is just a big prank! Haha, so funny, Gayatri, you can come out now!” Their voice was becoming more and more frantic.

Pavitr was scared. He couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t move. Miguel rolled his eyes. With a quick tap of his wrist, a portal opened up. “Come on, grab the anomaly and let’s go.” With a heavy heart, Pavitr walked over to his beloved.

They flinched when his hand touched their cheek. “Mera pyaar,” he mumbled. “Please, forgive me.”

“No.” They mumbled, trembling as he wrapped the webs around them tighter. “No, I trusted you! I thought you loved me! How could- How could you do something like this?” Their voice fell into a whisper. “I thought you were the one.” 

Pavitr stopped, trying to pull Y/N into a hug, but Miguel rolled his eyes again, yanking them forward and having them fall face-first into the portal. Miguel stared at the younger boy. “I’m sorry, Pav. This is what we do, though. Because this is your first mission, I will give you one last chance. No more screw ups.” And with that, he walked through the portal, leaving Pavitr to stare at the empty alleyway, praying this was a dream and that Y/N would greet him on the way to school in the morning. 

But it wasn’t. And they never did.

They Wouldn't Understand

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: Ron Weasley x trans masc! Slytherin! Pureblood! Reader // slight! Molly Weasley x platonic! Reader

Pronouns: he/him

Warnings:  internalized and externalized homophobia/transphobia, dysphoria, ABUSE, lowkey torture, use of dead name (dead name will be used as Tamsyn to try and prevent any mention of your own dead name!), large (but also kinda rushed) buildup, nsfw joke at the end (last two lines), secret relationship (and it being exposed)

Word Count: 2.9k

A/N: Posted from my old account. Sorry for the spam, I just wanted to go ahead and post all of these fics from my old account

Nothing was okay anymore. He felt fine, maybe even safe, at school. But now? It was summer. School was over. That meant he had to go back to his house. To those “parents” of his that always strived to make his life a living hell.

No one even knew how bad it was. As his friends waved to him, and as his boyfriend (albeit in secret, but they were still dating) sent him a small smile while he walked over to his colossal family, the gravity of everything fell onto his shoulders. Nobody knew how bad it was. Hell, most people didn’t even know he was who he was. Only a few people knew he was trans or into men. Both of which were frowned upon. 

He wasn’t normal by any means, but these two struck him deeply. Why couldn’t he follow in his parent’s footsteps? Why was his entire life against the people he was supposed to love? Why wasn’t he a she?

Those thoughts rattled in his mind as he left the train station, moving to grab hold of the house elf’s hand. His parents didn’t even bother to show up. Typical, honestly. He couldn’t remember the last time he had actually been picked up from the station by his parents. Only by the house elf. 

Briefly, he realized that he was definitely not going to be perceived well at home. His boyfriend had loaned him so masculine clothes to help with dysphoria, and he couldn’t just change out of them on the train, so he was forced to disapparate to his house in the masculine clothes with a binder on and a semi-realistic looking packer that was just a pair of socks in his pants. This was not going to turn out very well, he already knew it.

The loud crack! had been mostly ignored. No one came to see him or greet him at the door. Almost with a goal in mind (to change out of the masculine clothes into something hopefully more feminine but not dysphoric-so), he hurried to the stairs. He was almost there, stepping onto the first step when his mother walked into the entryway.

“And where do you think you’re going, young lady?” Even after being used to the words, he flinched. A year at school where people called him a boy had changed his mindset ever so slightly. “We have a dinner party tonight.” He didn’t turn around, afraid of her reaction to his appearance. “Tamsyn.” She said, her voice becoming more stern as she drew closer. “What in Merlin’s name are you wearing?”

He panicked briefly, praying there wasn’t an indication of whose clothes he had on in the fabric, or design, or even the tag. “Nothing, Mother, just going to change from my school clothes.” 

She tsked slightly, “Tamsyn, you know it's rude to not look at someone while having a conversation. Turn around.” He hesitated. “I will not repeat myself.” He followed the instructions timidly. He heard her gasp. “What is this?!” She seemed to be enraged. She called for her husband as tears gathered in his eyes and fear gathered in his chest. 

As soon as his father came out, he knew he was done for. His father’s eyes scanned his body, narrowing his eyes at the almost non-existent chest and the very existent bulge in his pants. “Tamsyn? What is this?”

A sudden wave of courage passed over him as he spoke, “I- uh, I’m trans! I’m a boy, not a girl. My name isn’t Tamsyn-”

Laughter cut him off. “You? A boy? You are the farthest thing from a boy!” His mother laughed, “When you were pulled out of me, the doctor yelled that you were a girl. Trust me, we would have been better off with a boy, but we had you. Go upstairs and change. One of your fancy dresses. Our daughter will not be embarrassing us tonight.”

The courage was still present. While he knew it was a horrible idea, he spoke again anyway. “No! I’m not going to be your stupid puppet! I’m not a girl. I am a boy. There’s nothing you can do to change that fact!” 

A sudden wave of anger coursed through his parent’s face. “You had better watch what you’re saying, girl. Or you’ll be in a lot of pain.”

He stood his ground, only barely trembling in fear. “You can’t change this. I am a boy-”

The shout of a curse almost made him freeze in total fear, however the spell moved faster, forcing him to the ground as he screamed in pain. Complete agony and pain washed over him, wave after wave. He was crying and screaming, his voice hoarse. He had never expected his parents to go this far at all! What was he thinking? His parents were right! How could he think he’s anything more than a pathetic little girl?

After a few moments, the pain waves stopped. He shivered from the pain, trembling in fear. “So, dear, had enough? Gonna go change into the most beautiful and girly dress you own? The bright pink one should be good.” His father almost taunted.

“Oh, no, no. She can’t wear that one! You’re going to wear that new one I bought you.” There was a twinkle of hatred in her eyes. “The real revealing one. That way, you can see all of your feminine traits. Maybe we’ll get you a husband tonight. The Malfoys and Zabinis are coming tonight.” 

The urge to throw up was overwhelming. With little disagreement, he nodded to his mother and turned to walk up the stairs. When he reached his room, a house elf was already there. She gave him a sad look. “Mitsi is sorry, Master.” She murmured. She helped him change, as pain flared every time he moved. She gestured for his packer and his binder. “Mitsi was instructed to take these and burn them.” She said sullenly. Choking on emotion, he handed her the objects that helped him through so much. The only things that truly made him feel like a boy. Right in front of his face, she snapped and the things burst into flames. 

Without much disagreement, he climbed into the elegantly made, yet extremely provocative, dress. Mitsi beside him nudged him into a chair. “Mitsi was instructed to give you makeup.” He looked at his reflection as he was transformed into someone who was not him. As he was transformed into someone he was “supposed” to be.

Once Mitsi was done, she left the room. As soon as she left, tears welled in his eyes. He refused to let a single one fall, in fear of it ruining his makeup, or in fear of his mother seeing his ruined makeup.

His name was called and he took a deep, straggly breath. He urged himself to walk down the steps and into the main hall, where his parents were greeting the families who had come for dinner. 

“Ah, finally. Mr and Mrs Malfoy, Mr and Mrs Zabini, this is our lovely daughter, Tamsyn.” While the adults took a look at him in interest, their children looked at him with utter disbelief. 

“Pardon me, Mrs L/N,” Blaise Zabini spoke up, eyeing his classmate oddly, “I was under the impression you had a son? I wasn’t aware you had a daughter.”

With a forced laugh, his mother responded, shooting him a deadly glare. “I suppose you must be mixing us up with another family. I apologize, but I’ve only given birth to a girl.” The adults shared a laugh, as if it was some kind of joke. Draco and Blaize gave each other a confused look, speaking through their eyes. Y/N avoided their gazes as best as he could. 

Dinner was a mess, and by the end of it, his parents had a pleasant surprise for him.

“Well, I suppose the news should be announced.” His mother started, dinging a spoon on her glass. She smiled at the families. “The adults have been talking about the best move for all of us, and we have decided that Tamsyn is to be married to Blaize once of age!” The drop of cutlery startled his mother. His hand was empty as he stared at his plate. He was in a happy relationship. This was not supposed to happen. This was wrong! All of this was wrong!

“No.” The word came out before he could even stop it. “No, I refuse to marry him.” He gave a slightly apologetic look to Blaize and he returned the gesture with a nod, telling him he understood.

“This is not up to you, darling.” His mother said, trying to keep her anger at bay. “This is the best solution for our family.”

“This is the best solution for you! This has nothing to do with me!” Tears fell from his eyes, now. All of those pent emotions he had been feeling were coming out tenfold. “You keep trying to ruin my life! Well, congrats. You’ve succeeded. You don’t have any right to tell me who I am or who I have to marry! I’ll shout it from the rooftop if I can!” He stood up, climbing onto his chair. “ I am Y/N! I am a boy and I can choose who I want to marry! You have no control over me anymore.”

The anger in his parent’s eyes was monumental, not even describable. The guests left fairly quickly after that, claiming they were ashamed of how the night went. That left his parents in even more immeasurable amounts of anger.

As soon as the Malfoys and Zabinis left the property, the sound of the loud crack! echoing through the house, they turned towards him. “Have you any idea what you’ve just done?” His father’s voice was near silent. A terrifying edge to his tone.

“You’ve cost us everything.” His mother continued, stepping towards him and slapping him across the face with enough force to throw him to the floor. “You’ve ruined our name!”

The silence after the final shout was broken by screams as the cruciatus curse was thrown in the situation again. Again and again. He felt like he was on the brink of death. The pain was agonizing and he wanted to give up. He truly did. But he couldn’t let himself die. Not from these people. After they stopped (something about not being able to kill him because that would tarnish their reputation even more), they practically waltzed away from his agonizing pain. He was numb, but also felt so much pain. His body was confused. He couldn’t tell anything. 

He was surprised to feel a hand fit into his. He glanced up to see Mitsi. She gave him a small nod, “Mitsi takes you to the friend from the letter house.” She had to have meant Ron. There was no one else sending letters his way.

Within moments, he was outside the door of the Burrow. Mitsi was gone as soon as she had appeared. With the last remaining strength he had, he knocked as loud as he could. He hoped someone would hear, despite it being late. Sure enough, as his eyes fluttered shut, he heard steps making their way to the door.

When he woke up, he was expecting a lot of pain. Well, a lot more pain. He was sore and it hurt to move, but he wasn’t in excruciating pain like he had been when he showed up at the Burrow. The Burrow… His eyes widened and he forced himself into a sitting position. His head spun and his head fell back again. He groaned, earning the attention of someone from the other room.

“Oh, dear me! She's awake!” A woman mumbled to herself. “Dear, do you know where you are?” He nodded, but hissed at the feeling. “That's good, dear. Do you know who I am?”

“Mrs Weasley, I presume.” He muttered. She nodded.

“Alright, one more question then I’ll get you some stew. What happened?”

It took a moment to even realize what happened. What had happened? He was struck many times. Too many times to count. “The curse.” He murmured.

Molly gasped, “Oh my, do you mean the pain curse?” He nodded numbly. “Oh, who would do such a thing?”

“My parents.”

She looked furious for a moment, “Oh, Godric! That’s horrendous!” She paused for a moment. “Sorry, dear, let's get you out of these clothes. They’re filthy!” He glanced down, noticing the sweat stains and blood and tear stains on the corset and the dress itself. “I’m sure my daughter has-”

“No!” The word came out of him with more fear than he had expected. “Please, no. I- I’m not a girl.” He seemed to almost be convincing himself.

Molly paused for a moment before nodding, “Ahh. Let’s see then. You look about Ron’s stature. Let's get some of his clothes, alright?” He nodded, extremely grateful for the reaction she gave. It was only a plus to be in the comfort of his boyfriend’s clothes. Speaking of, where was he?

“Mrs- Mrs Weasely?” He asked when she returned with a pair of loose fitting pajamas. “Where is everyone?”

“Oh, so you know the whole family, eh? They’ll be home soon, dear. They just went to play some Quidditch with an old family friend. Been gone for the last two days. Should be back sometime today.” Just as she said that, the pair heard a loud whooping noise from outside. “Or, perhaps, they’re here now.” She closed a curtain that was surrounding the couch he laid on, which he had just noticed was there. “I’ll make sure they don’t disturb you at all.”

“Wait- Can- Can I see Ron?”

She blinked in confusion, “I suppose. Are you friends with him from school? Gosh, I thought you had graduated! What year are you in?”

“Same year as Ron, ma’am.”

“Oh, goodness me!” She seemed to have to leave to collect her thoughts, so she just left. He closed his eyes, imagining the things Ron would say when he saw him. Perhaps he’d be pissed that he was there? Ron was always so secretive about their relationship. Or perhaps he’d be joyous? Confused? Maybe, and he hoped this was true, maybe concerned? 

It didn’t take long to figure out. The curtain shuffled aside and someone stepped in. He didn’t open his eyes to find out for sure, but he had a pretty good clue when he heard a quiet gasp.

“Angel?” Ron muttered quietly. “What- What happened to you?”

His eyes finally opened as Ron leaned beside him. “My parents finally found out I’m trans.” Fury lit up in his eyes. “They also didn’t like how I refused to marry Zabini.”

“Why? Why didn’t you just marry him? Then you wouldn’t be here like this!” Ron mumbled.

“Because I love you, my love. You are supposed to be my happily ever after.”

“It can’t be a happily ever after without you being alive and yourself.” Ron looks at his boyfriend’s eyes, seeing a deeper feeling in them. “You don’t believe them, right?” 

“What?”

He leaned closer to press a kiss to his forehead, “Your parents. You don’t believe them when they say you’re a girl, right? You are the manliest man I know. You are pure man.”

Y/N laughed quietly, “Yeah, okay.”

“No, I mean it. Like a huge macho-man. Big muscles and you can eat a whole ton because that's just something boys can do, is eat a lot of food-”

He laughed louder this time, alerting the rest of the family. “Stop! You know that’s not how it works!”

“Sure, but it made you laugh.” His laughter continued as he pulled Ron up into a kiss. When they pulled away, Ron leaned his forehead on his boyfriend’s. “I don’t understand what you’re going through. But I know it's hard. I just want you to know that you are my boyfriend. Hear that? You're my boyfriend. I love you.” It was the first L-word to be spoken in the relationship.

“Ron, I- I love you too.”  His eyes drooped, ready to put him into a lulling sleep.

“Sleep well, Angel. Okay? I’ll be here when you wake up.”

He smiled slightly, closing his eyes and getting comfortable, hissing softly over some bruises. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

Once he was sure his boyfriend was asleep, Ron left the curtained room. His eyes quickly fell upon the rest of his family as they stared at him. He blinked in surprise, not expecting them all to be there (he was only expecting Fred and George- maybe even Harry or Ginny).

“Uh, yeah, I’m gay.” Ron said awkwardly. 

“Kinda gathered that, mate.” Fred quipped.

“Yeah, just a bit late.” George responded with a subtle laugh. “Why didn’t you tell us earlier?”

He shrugged, “Me and Y/N were keeping it under wraps, so we decided to keep the fact that we’re both gay a secret too. If his family found out, well you see what happened. “

His family nodded. They were all silent until Harry clapped his hands together. “Okay, how long have you been together? Have you had a first anything? Kiss? I love you?”

George and Fred supplemented an example simultaneously, “time?” 

“You’re sick.”

Protecting Their S/O From Creeps (Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Iida, Kirishima, Tokoyami and Shinso)

Aww man I’m kinda late to the party but Happy International Women’s Day ya’ll!! Here’s a little bit of stories with boys who drink their ‘Respect Women’ juice!! <3 :3

Trigger Warning: Mentions and written moments of Sexual Assault in here and implications as well. Reader Discretion is advised. 

Also another warning: Each story gets longer with every character I went a little overboard in some… ^^; 

I wrote this because I wish I had someone there for me when I… got some creepy vibes from guys. Whether it’s in Instagram or in real-life since some dude winked at me at a convenience store. Now I’ve been told that I look more like an 18 year old but I’m in my 20′s… so… I don’t know, it just made me feel weird.

Sorry for any OOCness!!

Midoriya:

Izuku’s a sweet boy and that’s why you adored him, he was the sweetest boy in the world and you adored him for it. But good lord was he a protective boy, anyone who hurts someone he cares about is in a world of pain. He might have tolerated Bakugo and other bullies taunting him, but he never tolerated when YOU were the one being taunted as children. You were beautiful, Izuku thought you were the most beautiful person in the world and has thought that since the two of you were kids and grew up together. And he wasn’t the only one who thought so. It was a normal morning, but he blushed heavily when he noticed your… assets looking a bit more… pronounced today. You couldn’t help but blush when it became clear that he must have noticed, but he didn’t dare say anything about it. “Are… you okay Izuku?” You asked him sweetly though, hoping that this wouldn’t make him anxious or anything. Momo FINALLY helped you find the RIGHT bra size, something you’ve been struggling with for YEARS until she so kindly helped you and you loved her for it. Now you felt a little more confident showing off yourself without having the wrong bra to hold you back. “I-I’m okay! S-Sorry if I seemed weird…” The last thing Izuku wanted was to make you uncomfortable, he’d rather low-key die than do that, and he was so relieved when you were smiling at him, “You’re my favorite weirdo Izuku, but right now that wasn’t weird I promise.” You giggled and hugged his arm and he had blushed even darker when he could feel those… boobs on him… he was officially a boob man after today. That being said, you were much more than your boobs and he knew that. He just couldn’t help but notice… However, this new development is what earned you quite a few eyefuls from both boys and girls alike as you let Izuku go so the two of you could go to class and you let him go with Iida, Uraraka and Todoroki. Several of the boys widened their eyes when seeing your chest much more pronounced in their natural way for once. It felt kind of nice as you smiled and flipped your hair a little bit with a confident smile, especially when you saw that even Katsuki and Kirishima seemed shocked and surprised.

“Holy Shit…”

“Whoa…” And then there was Kaminari, Sero and Mineta perking up in surprise when they saw you, and you saw them all blush when you chuckled at them. “H-Hi (L/N)!” Kaminari waved to you with a rare, nervous tone that you hadn’t heard from him before. You weren’t so sure how to feel about it but it was kind of endearing? “Hi Boobies!” Mineta’s grin grew when you walked right past him, and his eyes were more on your chest rather than you and that made you uncomfortable as you cringed and backed away and tried to just keep walking. You got away from him as quickly as you can, now all of the eyes were making you… much more uncomfortable especially when other girls that you didn’t recognize were leering at you.

”So trashy…” You heard one girl utter quietly to her other friend who nodded and sneered at you as you walked past them. But instead of replying you just gave them both a glare and flipped your (H/C) (H/Style) hair as they both gasped and scoffed indignantly.  And then Mineta approached you…

“(L/N)… I-I wanna give you 2000 yen… please let me give it to you…” He was holding money and outright begging you to take it. And he was even tossing it for you but… for what…? Good God why did he want to give you money? Normally you would fly and take whatever money was there but taking that would make you feel… weird…?  You moved away from him, but bumped into someone else. A much older boy, he had to have been a senior but he didn’t have any kindness that reminded you of your friends Mirio, Tamaki or Nejire. This guy was smiling, but his eyes went right down to your chest, just like Mineta… “Well… good morning to you too milady… you look lovely…” He said in a mock suave voice, smirking and even bowing his head close enough to get NEAR your breasts which made you gasp and back away when you felt his head graze your forehead and looked at him with shock and horror. “Hey!” You perked up when you heard Uraraka’s voice, and turned to see her with Todoroki and Izuku. They each looked disgusted and pissed, but Izuku… you had never really seen him look so… furious…

Well, you have but not like this. No, he looked like he was ready to bash someone’s face in, like really bash their face in… The second you blinked he was right there beside you, arm shielding you away from this weirdo and glowering at him with such enraged, green eyes you thought he was going to turn into the Hulk, “Excuse me… but please don’t ever, ever come near my girlfriend like that again.” His voice was steady but also chilling as he kept his furious eyes on the upperclassman. “Oh yeah? You couldn’t beat Todoroki, what makes you think you can-“ The guy dared to raise a hand in an attempt to shove him but Izuku was much faster than him, grabbing his hand and holding it in such a tight vice-grip that you heard an audible ‘crack’ which made the guy squeal as tears sprung to his eyes while your boyfriend seemed to tighten his grip on him. “I’m not asking you again. Now apologize.” He said calmly, not once losing that threatening aura as the guy nodded and whined the more Izuku held his hand like it was caught in a vice and you heard another ‘crack!’ until the guy finally shrieked “OKAY! OKAY! I’M SORRY!!” He nodded as Izuku let him go like he was dead weight, sneering down at the crying upperclassman. “Now leave.” You blushed heavily as you watched your boyfriend take care of that weirdo and reduced him to a sobbing little bitch as he whined and held onto his practically injured hand, “I think you broke my wrist…” “Go!” Izuku didn’t really show him any patience or mercy as he finally yelled for him to leave and the guy screamed again and ran away, crying like a little bitch. Wow, your Izuku really has grown from the shy little boy he used to be. He was always strong at heart but now it was on display, he was so protective it actually kind of turned you on a little as you smiled in relief and giggled at how he sent someone running with their tail between their legs. “You know… you broke your wrist plenty of times… not once did you complain… what a bitch that guy was….” As soon as you hugged his arm, Izuku was calm once again, perking up as his face went aflame and just like that he was back to your sweet, shy and stammering boyfriend. “A-Ahhh I-I uh… I-I’m sorry I just… I-I saw him making you uncomfortable… and being so weird to you… I-I’m sorry I wasn’t here earlier…” He apologized to you almost incessantly but you shook your head, and told him he came at the right time. “Thank you Izuku… you’re my hero…” You nuzzled into his shoulder as he blushed even harder but he smiled at you bashfully and lovingly returned your hug. “Of course (Y/N)… I’ll never let anyone make you feel uncomfortable… I promise.” He didn’t forget about Mineta though, he was going to have to take care of him personally in sparring today. No one disrespects his amazing girlfriend and gets away with it.

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Newt Scamander X Male Reader

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Authors Note: Let’s be honest, protective and powerful reader who is also newts husband makes me feel certain things 🤌🏼 Newt deserves a man like that who would probably care for him and his creatures too and to be like, “I can destroy this whole city with a snap of my fingers if you decide to fuck with my husband.” So, let’s give Newt a husband that’s powerful and ‘dangerous’.

Request: hi!! sorry i don’t know if here is were you send the requests (new to tumblr), i saw the post of requesting for 24 and i’ve been reading your works for awhile now. so i decided “why not?”, sooo here i am :). Could i request a powerful/intimidating male reader with Newt Scamander? reader is usually seen as intimidating and cold hearted for being a powerful wizard, very good at combat, defeating anyone who comes their way, and mostly because they enjoy residing in a snowy terrain, maybe reader is taller than Newt and a bit tad built. Thanks to this Tina, Queenie and Jacob don’t trust him that much, so when some problems arise, reader comes to help Newt and then for them to notice that reader is extremely protective and has a soft spot for Newt, for them to then take notice that they have been married for awhile now :]

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of anxiety, mentions of Thesues, Tina doesn’t like reader, reader is a dark wizard, slight sexual tension, kissing, Queenie being a queen, mentions of grindelwald, creatures, Teddy being Teddy, hunters.

Words count: 3.5k

Tags: @un-namedmalereader

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The Jade Company was a group of Wizards and Witches who remained hidden in the shadows. Sneaking around with ballots when it came to elections and participating in protests. They were known for many things and were extremely powerful. Some would say that their leader reminded them of Gellert Grindelwald before the dark wizard was sent to prison.

Their leader was a feared among many people, they knew not to mess with him and to respect his people. Everyone claims to have seen him kill and murder many from the wizarding world, which is why he became one of the most wanted in London. The reason why he hadn’t been captured yet is because rumors had spread around, claiming that he owned half of the ministry and that those who worked there, worked for him. They were the ones who kept his secrets hidden and made it harder for everyone to capture him.

MACUSA had even gotten themselves involved when appearance of the company was made during the Holidays. Many wizards and witches had gone missing and many returned either too petrified to speak or not remembering the events. No one knew why the company was doing this but they were willing to get to the bottom of it.

“They’ve done it again!” Tina slammed the daily prophet on the dining table, startling the others. The Goldstein sisters and Jacob were visiting Newt Scamander for the Holidays. All three visiting the strange man who kept himself hidden in his basement where he attend the creatures. No one judged Newt for it, he was known for treating creatures.

Newt was nice enough to allow his friends to stay over. They did make plans to celebrate Christmas that was approaching next week.

“Did the Jade make an appearance again?” Queenie asks in a soft voice as she sets the food down on the table. Tina had grown restless with all of this, she came here for a break but the Jade company never took breaks. “Yes, they invaded Frances Ministry, stealing records of many different criminals.” She sighs out deeply, rubbing her temples.

It’s been going on for almost two years now and this situation was frustrating her. “Don’t stress out Tina, you’ll find a way to stop it.” Said queenie, reassuring her sister.

“Stop what?” Everyone turns to face Newt who held Pickett in his hand. The Magizoolist had finished feeding and cleaning the creatures before heading upstairs where he hears Tina’s commotion. “The Jade Company stole from the ministry of France.” Said Queenie.

Newt hums, tilting his head as he allows Pickett to crawl onto his shoulder. “What did they steal?”

“Records of various criminals.” Tina moans out.

“That’s not so bad.”

Everyone looked at newt with a surprise expression. “Not so bad? Newt they stole from the ministry!”

“I understand but their records of criminals, people who no one is really fond of. Have you ever asked yourself why?” Jacob thinks Newt has a point. The muggle wasn’t even apart of the Ministry but he knew a lot about the magical world. “Newts right, I mean—the ministry contains a lot of important stuff and out of everything they steal it’s criminal records?” Jacob points out.

Tina can only think back as she tries to think of a reasoning as to why they stole the records. “Maybe their trying to clear their names without us knowing, so it’s easier for them to move around.” She blurts out, too angry to think about her words and choices.

Newt slowly frowns, glancing at Pickett before sighing. “Why don’t we enjoy dinner.” He casually says, changing the topic as he sits across from Jacob. Smiling at Queenie who agrees and serves him a plate full of food. The four sit together on the table as they ate and spoke about their days.

Newt was enjoying his time and didn’t expect a knock at his front door, startling the other as they all looked up and towards the door. Newt shyly gets up and moves towards the door, unlocking it and pulling it open to see his older brother Theseus, standing on the other side. He frowns at the sight of his brother but quickly smilies when he sees a creature in his arms with a familiar blue ribbon tied around its neck.

“Delivery.” Theseus tells Newt as he hands him the Augurey, the young bird letting out a small chirp as it’s passed into Newts arms. The younger Scamander smiles widely as he takes the creature inside and to make sure that it’s healthy.

Theseus greets the others with a smile. “Didn’t mean to interrupt, just came to drop off Newts gift.”

“An Augurey?” Tina questions with a raised brow as she watched Newt handle the creature with care. “From a family friend.” Theseus tells her, slipping his hands in his pockets as he looks over his shoulder to watch newt care for the creature. He can’t help but stare at the blue ribbon around its neck, knowing what it meant.

Theseus out of all people knew where that blue ribbon comes from, let alone who it comes from. One of the most powerful wizards had befriended their family hears back, growing close with the Scamander brothers that he grew close with his little brother. He always stopped by Theseus or Newts place to drop off creatures that he finds injured or alone.

Knowing that Newt will be able to take care of them.

“Hear about France?” Tina pulls Theseus out of his thoughts, the young Auror turning to face her with a small nod as he accompanies them into a small dinner and talk.

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Newt had told his friends that he was leaving for the next few days out, news of Nundus being spotted near the area had gotten his attention. He’s been looking for areas where he can release the Nundu’s that he’s rescued a few months back, now that they were healthy and ready to be released, newt wants to make sure that it’s done at a proper place.

He tells his friends in a rush that he was leaving, suit case in hand as he runs out while putting his coat on.

“Don’t worry Pickett, they’ll be fine.” He tells the bowtruckle who clings onto his coat, rolling his eyes as he hides into his pocket. Newt smiles at the creatures reaction before apparating to the location. He ends up in the woods, clutching his case close as he moved around silently as he listens for any signs of Nundu.

Newt doesn’t expect himself to find the herd so soon, watching them huddle together while the females protected their young’s one. Newt smile was wide, setting his case down and unlocking it. He makes sure to move silently before pulling out his wand and whispering a silent summoning spell. Both Nundu that he’s taken care of, pop out of his case and into the open field where the others looked over, growing protective.

Newt watches closely as they circled around each other. Newt had studied these creatures for years now and knows that in order to be accepted they would have to perform a dance that allowed them to join. The wizard sat back on the grass, tilting his head to the side as he watched them with wonder, amazed by the new things. He makes sure to pull out his journal and write them down, not wanting to miss this opportunity.

As he wrote and drew out small sketches he feels Pickett squeak in distress, pulling on his ear to gain the wizards attention. “What is it?” Newt turns to Pickett who points towards the Nundus who were peacefully together. At first, newt didn’t seem to worried until he saw a random stranger approaching them in silence, wand raised and with a mischievous smile.

Newts eyes widen, bolting up he holds out his own wand, casting a protective spell around the creatures. The action startled the creatures, standing guard as newt stands on the other side of the protective barrier. He watches the young man frown at him, three more others appearing from out of the trees while newt stepped back, knowing that he was in trouble.

He calls his case to him, taking it in hand as he steps back. He’s quick to know that these men were hunters and coming after the creatures. He knows that Nundu are known to be sold off in the black market due to their sharp teeth and strength, using them for fights or other nasty games that Newt disliked very much.

“It’s not safe for them.” Newt murmured to himself as he glanced over his shoulder to see the Nundu huddled together, keeping their cubs close. His attention is pulled back to the protective barrier that is being broken by the three men, casting spells against it as it tears apart.

Newt clutched his case and held his wand tight. He’s dealt with many hunters in his passed and won’t hesitate to protect the creatures, he was ready to fight back either they were better than him or not. He wouldn’t give up.

Newt glared at the hunters, taking a step back until he noticed them stop. The three stepping backwards in fright and with wide eyes, causing newt to grow confused but their sudden change.

“Do you really think that’ll work?”

Newt is startled by the soft voice behind him, turning around to come face to face with the Jade Companies leader. The man was taller than him by a few inches and leaner, he stood tall and proud but of course, he would slouch whenever the man was not in the mood to deal with anyone he didn’t care about.

But here he stood, in front of newt with a grin on his face while he held his own wand in hand, his follows standing behind him as they attended to the creatures.

“You shouldn’t be out here alone, my love.” Newt hears him whisper, lifting his hand to brush his thumb against Newts freckles, causing him to blush softly. “Im not alone.” He mumbled out.

“Pickett doesn’t count.” Newt groans, looking away from the man’s gaze as the other chuckles at him before looking back over at the hunters. His smile changing into a frown.

“Isabella, please handle them.” He instructs to the young women who stood next to him. She gives off a small bow of respect before grinning and stepping forward to break the barrier.

Newt sighs deeply as he feels their leader pull him close, their chests brushing up against each other. “The Nundu are safe, my men are taking care of them and taking them somewhere safe.” He whispers to him, slipping his wand away and focusing on the man in front of him.

“I had it handled.” Newt mumbled out with a small pout while his husband, the leader of the Jade company laughs at him. The taller man can only shake his head, taking newts case into his own hands. “Come along, let’s get you back home before your brother starts to worry.”

Both Y/n and Theseus have known each other for a very long time. He actually had history with the Scamander family since they go way back. Y/n came into the picture when his own parents became friends with the Scamander family, his parents also having a passion for creatures and would sometimes help Mrs. Scamander with breeding and raising hippogriffs. Due to their constant visiting he grew close to the brothers.

Y/n was only able to see them during breaks and after their years in Hogwarts. He never attended the school, instead he was homeschooled and improved his own magic in his own ways. After his parents passed away he was on his own, sometimes he was welcomed into the Scamander household where he grew closer with the brothers to the point where he grew feelings towards Newt.

The younger Scamander brother grew close to Y/n, the two going everyone together. Newt would drag the man to search for creatures and explore the world until they finally confessed their feelings for each other. Newt was always shy around Y/n, flustered by the confession but accepting the feelings. The two dates for two years before Y/n proposed to Newt, ending in the two getting married.

He didn’t start the Jade until later on, wanting to improve the world, both muggle and magical. In order to do that he had to break many laws, which is how he ended up becoming one of the worlds biggest criminals for actions that weren’t even considered crimes but petty ones. He was a hard man to find a capture, y/n was lucky to have Theseus on his side who would cover his tracks whenever necessary. The older Scamander didn’t do it for y/n, he did it for Newt, wanting to keep his brother safe from everything and everyone.

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Y/n had taken Newt back home, holding his case in his left hand and holding newts hand in his right as he dragged him back to his flat. “I told you, if you ever find creatures to let me know. I can’t let you go alone—hunters are lurking around more and I’d hate to see you hurt or worse, dead.” He explains to Newt. He’s seen Newt get injured far too many times whenever he travels alone, appearing back at his place with injures. He’d be the one to attend him only to find out that they were caused by hunters or sometimes a creature who grew too frightened.

“I can assure you that I can handle my own situations. Might I remind you, I used to travel alone before we got married.” Newt reminds his husband.

Y/n frowns with a soft glare. “That is true but now your stick with me so, I want you safe.” He leans down to press a kiss on Newts head. As the two approach the front door, it’s suddenly yanked open.

A wide eyed Tina greets them. Her eyes trialing to newt and then to Y/n, without thinking the two pull out their wands. Tina holding it out against his chest while Y/n was quick to place the tip of his wand against her neck. The two glaring at each other.

“Tina—!” Newt steps forward to get between the two, but Tina shakes her head. “Stay back.” She instructs, glaring at Y/n. “Newt this man is dangerous, why are you with him?” She hissed out in shock, her wand still in hand and her grip tight.

Y/n chuckles, grinning at her. “He hasn’t told you?” He questions, tilting his head to the side, mocking her. “Tell me what?” She asks, suddenly growing confused.

The dark wizard is the first to withdraw his wand, lowering his hand and away from her neck. “Allow me to introduce myself.” His voice going polite. “As you already know, I’m Y/n and Newt is my husband who I am visiting for awhile.”

The head Aurors mouth falls open, not believing the words that were coming out of the man’s mouth. She turns to face newt, hoping that he would deny it, but the way he was avoiding her stare and fidgeting around nervously was enough for her to know that it was true.

“I suggest putting that away.” Y/n cuts in, putting his own wand away and turning to Newt. He sighs softly, stepping closer to his husband and reaching a hand out to gently stroke his cheeks. “You alright, darling?” He whispers this time, low enough for newt to hear.

Newt wasn’t used to confrontation, it always made him feel uncomfortable and felt like he was being judged by Tina all because he was married to a fearless criminal. “I—“ he breaths out. “I want see Teddy.” He quickly says.

Y/n nods his head and takes ahold of Newts hand, giving Tina one last glare before shoving their way through. He’s met with a couple once he steps through, the blonde gasping at his appearance while the shorter man sitting next to her frowns. He raised a brow and focused on Newt. “Newt, Buddy you okay?”

The man is quick to approach Newt without hesitation. The man didn’t show any signs of fear towards him, figuring out that he is a muggle who showed kindness towards Newt. He can tell how close they are since Newt is reaching out to his very good friend.

“Could you take him to see Teddy.” Y/n blurts out.

“The niffler? Yeah, yeah sure.” Jacob helps newt head downstairs to the basement where he keeps the nifflers. Whenever Newt felt stress or anxious he would stay with the nifflers who provided him comfort.

Once the two disappear downstairs, he’s left alone with Tina and the unknown blonde women. He turns around to face the two. “If you’re Tina then you must be Queenie.” He gives the women a smile. He can feel the tension and the way they stood uncomfortable around him.

“Relax, I’m not here to cause any trouble. I caught Newt almost getting attacked and had to step in and bring him back home.” Y/n explains with a sigh, sitting on the sofa.

“So, your married to Newt.” Tina stares as a matter of fact. She moves around cautiously around Y/n, which he doesn’t blame her for. “Yes.” He confirms. “We’ve been married for awhile now, I proposed to him during one of his travels to China. He was looking into dragons and I joined him, later I asked him to marry me at Yu garden—“

“Oh, how sweet.”

“Queenie—!”

“Since then we’ve been married.” Y/n smiles his hands in his pockets. “I’m not here to get anyone hurt. A friend of newts is a friend of mine, either they work from the ministry or not. Muggle or Wizard, I does not matter to me.” He stands from his spot.

“Doesn’t mean I can’t hate you or get you arrest.” Tina threatens out, standing as well. “What you’ve done is a crime.”

Y/n slowly smirks, tilting his head. “Tell me Goldstein, do you have proof of me causing these crimes?”

Tina opens and closes her mouth. She knew that she doesn’t have anything, most of Y/n’s followers did the dirty work for him. The world knows who he is and what his followers have done but nothing points back to Y/n being involved, he’s rarely seen and his record is clean. The ministry has nothing on him to use if he is to be locked away.

“Exactly.” Tina swallows nervously as he ran his fingers through his hair tiredly. “If you’ll excuse me, I’d like to say goodbye to my husband before I leave.” He gives Queenie a friendly smile and a small nod to Tina before heading downstairs where he finds Newt curled up in one of the medical stalls, hay spread everywhere while the baby nifflers crawled around him and Teddy sat near his head, playing with his dirty blonde hair.

Y/n smile softens, bending down to his knees and gently nudged Newt. The magizoologist peaks out from underneath one of the nifflers who crawled on his face. Y/n chuckles, adjusting himself to sit down next to him and gently removing the creature from his face. “Easy now, he isn’t in the mood to deal with you.” Y/n warns the small niffler who huffed.

He rolls his eyes and offers the niffler his pocket watch, which he allows him to play with and be distracted. He pushed some strands of hair out of newts face. “I have to go, my love.” He whispers.

Newt shakes his head, taking his hand into his and hugging it close to his chest. “Don’t go, you always leave.”

“I’m sorry, but I have things to finish.” Y/n also hates leaving his husband behind, but the two always find a way to see each other. “Christmas is approaching.” He says. “I’ll stay with you the whole month of December to celebrants the holidays.”

Newt perks up. “All of December?”

“Yes.”

“All 31 days?”

“Yes, Newt.”

“Including weekdays and weekends?”

Y/n laughs, leaning down to capture newts lips into a soft kiss. “Yes, all 31 days, including weekdays and weekends.” He mumbled against his lips. “I’ll spoil you this year.” He licks into Newts mouth, hearing him whine as he gripped his shoulders. The two kissing deeply, suddenly growing heated. Before things can go further, y/n is the first to pull away, hearing Newt whimper from the lose of lips.

Y/n licks his lips. “I promise to be back soon.” He never broke his promises to Newt. “And like I said, I’m going to spoil you.” He gives newt another kiss on the lips while holding Newt close in his arms.

“Be safe.” Newt murmurs against his neck, nuzzling into him. “Bring me a chimera.” Y/n chuckles. “I’ll see what I can do.”

Culture

Fandom: ITSV

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x Slavic! Spider-person! GN! reader

Pronouns: they/them

Warnings: google-translated language (translations are at the end)

Word Count: 888

A/N: re-Posted from my old account. This was originally a request from someone on my old acc.

A grin erupted on their face as the wind blew past their ears. Swinging through the city of Mumbattan was always their favorite thing to do, especially after not being here in a week. Their appearance was sure to stir up some talk amongst the locals, but at this point, they didn’t really care. They had more important places to be.

With a final web shooting from their wrist, they landed on a light fixture, directly in front of their boyfriend’s window. With a slightly upbeat rhythm on the glass, the window opened, revealing the beautiful smile of Pavitr. 

“You’re here early.” He said with a grin, welcoming them into his bedroom.

They pouted jokingly, “Am I not allowed to be early to see my favorite person?” 

“Of course not, mera pyaar.” He laughed. “Only teasing.” He stared at them for a moment before turning back to his desk. “Hold on, just one minute. I have to finish this essay. I was supposed to be done by now.”

They hummed, walking closer and propping their head up with their fist, “What’s it about?”

He groaned, “We were tasked to choose a country from the Middle-East and write about its customs and culture. I chose Poland.”

Their eyes lit up, “And you didn’t ask me for help, what the hell, dude!” They exclaimed, playfully hitting his shoulder.

Pavitr frowned, “What do you mean?”

“My family is from Poland, dingus.” His mouth formed an ‘o’ shape as he took in this information. “I can help you, if you want!” They thought for a second before grinning widely, “We can turn it into a game, and we can both learn each other’s culture while doing so!” 

Pavitr thought about it before nodding excitedly, “Yeah! That sounds so much fun.”

Within minutes, paper and pens were scattered on the floor and Pavitr and his partner sat across from one another. The game that had been settled on was, quite lamely, just 20 questions (In all honesty, neither of them could think of another game to incorporate facts about their culture).

The pair were both excited. “Can I go first?” Pavitr asked, holding up a piece of paper where he wrote down a bunch of questions for his partner. They nodded, smiling widely. “Alright. What are the national dishes of the Slavic culture?”

They shook their head slightly, indicating the question was half-right. “Well, Polish foods can include pierogi, which are kind-of like dumplings where dough is wrapped around a savory or sweet filling before being boiled, and zurek, which is a rye soup containing smoked meats, typically sausages.” I grinned, “But, for Slavic culture as a whole, there’s sarma, which is a cabbage roll stuffed with meats like veal or ground pork.” Their eyes lit up again, “Also, there’s zhurek! Zhurek is a kind of soup, I guess? It’s made of oats and dark bread. It sits for three days before its boiled with meat and vegetables. My Mama makes it when it's cold outside!” 

Pavitr nodded, practically clinging to each word they said. “So Slavic isn’t just Poland?”

“O Boże, no. There’s Slovenia, Belarus, Bulgaria, Ukraine, Serbia, Slovakia, Finland, and others!” They chuckled. “Each is considered Slavic, but they also have their own subculture within them.” They leaned forward, supporting their weight by their palms hitting the ground. “Now, my turn!” They paused, thinking of a good question. “Okay, I’m just going to steal your question.”

He pouted, “What, no! Make up your own.”

“Ugh, fine…” A moment later, they thought of it. “What kind of traditional outfits are there?”

His pout left, leaving behind a faint smile. “Oh, well, there’s a lot. There’s Sherwanis, or kurta pajamas, or even Achkan; as well as Sari, Angarkha, and Phiran.” They nodded along, planning to look up what they look like later in the evening. “Okay, do you have any traditional instruments?”

“Well, there’s the lira korbowa, which is more commonly known as the Hurdy-Gurdy nowadays.” They said, thinking about the topics their babcia taught them. While other places may not celebrate their heritage and culture very much, it was very important in their family. “My favorite is the kozioł biały! It’s like a bagpipe.” 

The night went on, questions were asked on both sides. Eventually, it passed the original 20 questions they had settled on. They were both interested in learning about the other’s culture. It was interesting and the eagerness they both had was endearing. Eventually, the sun was dropping below the horizon, and it was about time for Y/N to return to their own dimension.

“It was fun doing this, priya.” Pavitr said as the goodbyes started. “Your culture is so amazing, I didn’t expect this out of today.”

They nodded in agreement, “I think so too! I never expected your culture to be so beautiful.” They smiled dreamily. “I hope we can do this again. It was so… refreshing.” They leaned over and hugged their boyfriend for a moment. “I’ll see you soon, kochanie.”

“I’ll miss you-” He said, in a sing-song voice. They laughed, shoving him away playfully.

“It’ll be like a few days, stop that! If you wanted to come sooner, you could always just come visit me first.” They grinned before slipping their mask on and preparing to jump out the window. “Do widzenia!”

Translations, as provided by both the requester and by Google Translate!

Mera pyaar = my love

kozioł biały = white goat (instrument)

Priya = dear (aff.)

Kochanie = honey (aff.)

Do widzenia = goodbye/bye/any form of bye

Newt Scamander X Male Reader

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Requested: This is my first ever request, so don’t judge if it isn’t detailed enough 🤣 but can you do one with Newt Scamander, who has a partner, who once in a while wears a skirt ? 🥺 it’s very early in the morning so I can’t come up with much.

Warnings: Fluff, some kissing, newt being a soft boyfriend, Theseus being a dumbass, reader wears skirts and likes to flirt.

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Newt had spent his day buying food for his creatures, the majority of them already are stocked up for the year but most of them require special treatment due to there health. Newt had walked around all day buying what he needed, knowing that his significant other was keeping an eye on the creatures and making sure they are healthy and fed.

Both He and Y/n have been together for a few years now that Theseus, his older brother, is still surprised that they aren’t married yet. Newt had always told his brother that the two love each other very much but haven’t thought about marriage quiet yet, they were too distracted in there own lives and focused on the creatures. They didn’t need a marriage certificate or a pair of wedding rings to prove people that they loved each other.

The two are loyal and trustworthy, yes they’ve hard arguments here and there but nothing too serious that could cause them to break away from each other. So, everyday he has to remind himself that both he and Y/n are fine with there relationship.

As Newt arrived him, he makes sure to lock the door behind him. Not wanting any creatures to break loose again and wander around the city. The Hufflepuff kicks his shoes off, setting his case down as he looked up to see his older brother sitting in the kitchen, playing with the baby nifflers who had broke out again.

“Theseus, what are you doing here?” He blurts out, startling the older man as he approached him.

“Hello newt, I came to see you since I had the day off at work but Y/n told me that you were busy buying more food so, I instead stayed to help Y/n out and spend some time with him.” He explains, giving him a small smile as one of the nifflers hooked into his shirt button.

“Oh, that’s nice of you Thee but I think will be good for tonight.”

“Nonsense!” Both brothers are startled by Y/n’s voice, the two turn to see him standing by the doorway that lead downstairs, a big smile on his face as he held Pickett in his hand.

Newt’s eyes widen at his boyfriends appearance, face turning red as he takes notice of the skirt he is wearing. It wasn’t something he hasn’t seen before, his boyfriend always liked wearing things like that around the house, saying that it made him feel comfortable and easy to move around in. He never judged his lover, but he can’t help but feel shy and flustered each time he wears something so revealing.

Theseus on the other hand stares at Y/n and with his mouth open. The oldest brother has seen him dressed like that various times but still hasn’t grown used to it.

“O-oh, really?” Theseus coughs out and smiles.

“Of course! We could your help for the final check ups on the creatures. A few are still sick and now that newt was able to buy the medicine and food you can help us faster.” Y/n approached the table, sitting across from Thee as he sets Pickett in the table, watching the bowtruckle play with his fingers.

Newt gives Y/n a shy glance as his lover gives him a grin and crosses his legs, causing the skirt to move a little higher, revealing his thighs a bit more.

Newt knows how dangerous his lover can be when wearing a skirt, he’s a distraction to him and always teasing and flirting. Two things that Newt can’t stand due to his shyness. The two have slept together many times and have explored new things but he was always shy, each time they were in bed he was nervous to ask if he could be the one to take charge or if they can try something different.

Y/n knows that Newts biggest weakness is him wearing feminine clothing that would show off his skin, revealing a little too much to the point where the two would end up in bed all day and night.

“I wouldn’t mind helping a little longer.” Said Theseus, causing Y/n’s grin to turn into a big smile. “Wonderful! I’ll see you two downstairs!” He stands up and takes Pickett with him, placing the small creature on his shoulder as he skips down the stairs, causing his skirt to bounce up and down, revealing a little too much.

Newt is quick to slam the basement door, glaring at his brothers hungry eyes. “Stop it.” He hissed out, suddenly growing possessive as Theseus frowns. “Not my fault your boyfriend is attractive.” He stands from his seat, letting the nifflers take his button as they scurry away in hurry.

Theseus laughs at his little brothers expression. “Don’t worry newt, I won’t steal him from you.” He gives newt a pat on the head, treating him like a child again. “Just happy your happy.” Which was true, Theseus hated seeing his brother suffer from being alone and not having anyone, he was bullied at hogwarts and the adults never took him serious as he grew.

Now he has Y/n, someone he met during a ministry party that Theseus forced newt to attend. His little brother was very anti-social and netting Y/n that night was one of the best things he’s ever experienced. The man was gentle with his creatures and respected newts boundaries, never pushing him to do something he didn’t like. The first time he met Y/n he thought he was a women, due to his figure and the way he wore a dress that night.

Y/n had explained to newt that he enjoys dressing in womens clothing every once an while. He also wore male clothing. He didn’t care if people judged him by his looks or choice of clothing, it made him feel comfortable and it was who he was. Y/n had expected newt to be disgusted in him and to leave but instead the Shy man stayed with him, the two spoke about his creatures and danced the night away.

When Theseus saw the smile on his brothers face that night, he couldn’t help but feel proud of him of finally finding someone who understood him.

“Tell Y/n that I had to leave early and that I won’t be able to stay.” Said thee.

“But, you said—“

“I know what I said but, knowing Y/n he probably wants to spend time with you right now, so tell him that I apologize and that I will visit again tomorrow night.” Theseus tussles his brothers hair, chuckling at the pout he received before leaving the small home.

Newt sighs to himself, gathering up the nifflers as he carried them downstairs to place them back in there cage. He sees Y/n checking on the Demiguise, making sure that he is healthy and doesn’t require any medication. As the man gently touches the creatures, the demiguise keeps himself busy by playing with his skirt, his fingers grazing against the fabric as he nuzzled against it.

“You like it?” He hears Y/n ask the creatures as he earns a coo in response, making him laugh. “I’ll make you a blanket out of the same material, okay?” The creature nods, once his check up is gone he is quick to rush away.

“I think you’ve given him enough blankets.” Said Newt, approaching him with a small smile ok his face as Y/n laughed. “I know but I like to spoil him.”

“You’ve made him four already.” Newt reminds him. “I told you not to pick favorites, creatures don’t like that.”

Y/n huffs. “Not my fault he’s adorable.” He crossed his arms, giving him a pout. Newt chuckles, giving his cheek a peck.

“Where’s Theseus?”

“He had some business to attend, said he’ll visit tomorrow.”

“Damn, I really wanted to head the gossip he had for me.” Y/n leans forward, lying his head on newts shoulder as he wraps his own arms around his waist. “You and my brother spend too much time together, soon he’ll try to convince you to work for him.”

“Please.” He laughs out. “I don’t think office work is for me, I’d probably quit on the first day or do something to get myself fired but of course, Theseus would be my boss and would try to find ways to convince me to stay.” He groans out. “Your brother is too soft.”

“That is true.” Newt agrees, his brother is soft hearted and is only strict when needing to be, but that happens rarely.

As the two stand in the room hugging each other, enjoying each other company he can’t help but pull him closer, glancing down at the skirt as he sighs.

Y/n smirks against his shoulder. “Do you like the skirt?”

“It fits you well, just a bit shorter than usual.” He mumbles out. “Are you trying to distract me again? You do know that my deadline for my book is soon.”

The other giggles, pulling away from newt to gently stroke his hand against his cheek, giving his lips a soft kiss. “You should know that I love to distract you.” He mumbled against newts lips as he whimpers. This wasn’t the first time he’s missed a deadline because of his damn gorgeous boyfriend who was always finding ways to distract him.

“I don’t like it.”

“Mm, you love me.” Y/n teased out, pulling newt towards the nearest chair, pushing him back as he straddles his lap and peppers his neck with kisses.

“Y/n.” He whines out, placing a hand on his hip as he grips it softly while the other hand trailed up his thigh and under the skirt.

Y/n is quick to stop his hand. “Not yet.” He whispers against his ear, giving it a small bite as he grinds down against him, making him groan out in pleasure and throwing his head back. Y/n smirks at his success as he pulls him into a deep kiss.

“Good boy.” He whispers, pulling away while his fingers played with Newts bow tie, untying it slowly as he hums to himself. “Let’s finish taking care of the creatures, go upstairs and finish your drafts, then will head to bed.”

Newt moans. “Don’t be cruel.” He whines out. “Not today, like you said. I’m a distraction so I’ll make sure not to distract you.” He finished removing the tie, setting it aside as he gives newt one last kiss and moving himself off his lap. “Back to work.” He pats his thigh, walking off with a mischievous grin on his face.

Newt watches him bend down to attend some of the creatures, causing his skirt to lift up. Newt blushes deeply and covers his face, groaning into his hands. It was going to be a very long day for him.