Can you do a Drabble where the reader has a dog and it's named like Pixie or (some wizard species) and Newt thinks that she thinks it is that creature and tries to explain that it's a dog to her and then she has to explain the name thing

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When you first told Newt about Pixie, you didn’t understand his alarmed reaction, nor the way he grabbed your arm and dragged you up, demanding you take him to your house straight away so you could deal with the threat.

“She’s not a threat.”

“Merlin’s beard, not a threat? She’ll ruin your house!”

You frown at that. “Maybe when I first got her, but I’ve house trained her since then.”

He widens his eyes at your ignorance. “Just bring me there. I’ll take care of this for you.”

You almost don’t want to given his stubborn insistence that she’s a pest, but you decide you may as well show him that the Pomeranian really couldn’t do much damage to anything larger than a rat.

The entire way there he talks your ear off about how your plants will be knocked over and your papers shredded and your couch and armchairs full of tiny teeth marks. You tune him out eventually, tired of trying to defend your poor dog. Pixie is a sweetheart. She cuddles on your lap and never leaves messes in any of the rooms and she’s always there to greet you when you get home.

Newt mutters the entire way there, annoying you, but you don’t say anything. When he’s on a rant like this, it’s best to just let him go.

He stops you at the steps leading to your front door. “Wait here.”

You open your mouth to protest when he draws a jar from his jacket pocket, causing you to change your question. “What are you doing with that?”

He looks over his shoulder at you, hand on the door knob. “I’m going to capture it in here.”

“Newt, she’s not going to fit in there.”

His forehead wrinkles in confusion at that, but he shoves the door open before you can say anything else. Sighing, you follow his creeping figure in.

True to her regular self, Pixie comes tearing around the corner when she hears the door open, running straight for you and Newt.

He watches her streak past his legs. “I’m surprised the pixie hasn’t terrorized her yet.”

You stop in your spot. “What are you talking about?”

Newt glances at the ceiling, searching for Merlin-knows-what. “The pixie.”

You lift the tiny puppy up, holding her as she wiggles in your arms, trying to bend around and lick your face. “Newt, this is Pixie.”

He turns on his heels. “What you’re holding?”

“Yeah?”

He shakes his head. “That’s not a pixie.”

Your face heats up. “What are you talking about? I’d think I would know.”

He faces you fully. “So that’s what you think a pixie is?”

“I know this is Pixie. What is your problem, Newt?” You’re fully annoyed now. He comes to your house, insults your dog, then tells you that you don’t even know your own dog. You grit your teeth.

He walks toward you, stopping a few feet away. “That’s a dog.”

“Way to figure that one out.”

“You said you have a pixie.”

“What?” You shake your head, bouncing the Pomeranian in your arms. “This is Pixie. She’s seven months old.”

“No,” Newt says, his own terror at whatever threat he’d perceived dissipating and being replaced by some amusement, “that’s a dog.”

You sigh, slowly understanding what’s going on. “Newt, I know this isn’t a magical creature.”

He frowns. “Then why do you keep calling it a Pixie? Those are small, blue buggers that fly around and cause mischief. Very dangerous.”

You drop your head to your chest, kissing the squirming puppy before setting her on the ground. “I named her Pixie after a movie star I love, not after those creatures.”

Newt presses two fingers to his lips. “So all this time…”

“I was talking about my dog, yep. You dragged us back here for nothing.”

He looks between you and the little puppy sitting patiently at his feet. After tucking the jar back in his jacket, and avoiding your eyes completely, he reaches down and lifts Pixie up.

“She is much better behaved than any pixie I’ve met.” He mumbles as she curls up against his chest.

You just rub the bridge of your nose and sigh again.

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Anonymous asked:

Where do you get inspiration from? I'm having trouble writing lately, a terrible creative block. What tips could you give me? I love your writing!

inkstainedfanfics answered:

Writer’s block sucks. I’d say one of the most important things is to not let yourself get frustrated. That’ll just make it worse. I do have a few different things I try whenever I’m stuck and can’t figure out what’s going to happen next, though. So without further ado, here’s 10 tips (+ a bonus) that I use when writer’s block is stumping me.

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Soulmate AU Masterlist

Tattoos or Marks

Red tallies appear for every person you’ve loved, black for every person you’ve loved that has died, and a white tally for when you meet your soulmate
A mark that matches, sometimes like a puzzle piece to someone else, and grows hotter the closer they are to you
You have a tattoo of what your soulmate is most passionate about
You have a tattoo of the first words they say to you
You have a tattoo of how old you both are when you meet
Changing tattoo that tells you the coordinates of where your soulmate is
Tree tattoo that changes with the seasons, but blooms pink in spring instead of white if you met your soulmate
Identical tattoos or birthmarks
Incomplete tattoos that complete themselves on your skin when you meet the person with the rest of your tattoo
Tattoos that change colour depending on what your soulmate is feeling

Eyes

Heterochromia - you have one eye of your soulmates eye colour and when you meet you get your own eye colour instead of having two different eye colours.
You only see in black and white until you meet your soulmate
Reverse black and white where you give up seeing colour when you meet your soulmate
You only see in black and white until you touch your soulmate
You only see in the different shades of your soulmates eye colour until you meet them
You can’t see the colour of your soulmates eye colour until you meet them
You see colour the first time you hear your soulmates voice directly and the colour spills from their lips

Ears

You can hear your soulmates voice in your head, but only when they sing
The secondary voice in your head is your soulmate speaking
You can speak once you meet your soulmate
You can hear once you meet your soulmate (the first thing you hear is their voice)

Time & Age

When you reach 18 you stop aging until you meet your soulmate
Watch countdown to when you’ll meet your soulmate
Reverse countdown, your clock counts up and freezes when you meet
You have a clock on your body that tells you what time it is where your soulmate is, it changes colour when they get closer to you

Body or Hair

At new years on midnight for a single minute you possess your soulmates body
Your chest glows when you look them in the eyes
Marks on your soulmate appear on your own body
You have your soulmate’s hair colour on a stripe at your wrist, when they dye or chance their hair colour the stripe changes
If you change your hair colour, your soulmates changes to the same colour (your hair goes to it’s natural colour when your soulmates does)
When you change your hair colour, your soulmates eyes change to that colour
You and your soulmate share all physical senses (I.E pain, heat, pleasure, etc…)

Other

Red sting to connect soulmates
Your soulmate is the only person you remember from your past life
Everyone is given a journal that they can use to write to their soulmate
When you sleep, if your soulmate is awake you can see what they’re doing
You dream your soulmate, but very basically (such as their silhouette or the view of their back)
Telepathy soulmates
Sharing skills and talents with your soulmate
When your soulmate eats something you crave what they’re eating
When your soulmate cries you cry
When you kiss your soulmate for the first time your entire body glows

I got a lot of ideas from this post so I recommend you check that one out too!

Common AU Masterlist Link

Using this for…… Reasons coming in the future.

elizaslegacy

Coming soon y'all

secretschuylersister

Oh no, this just gave me an idea for a Lin soulmate AU series.

gratitudejoyandsorrow

Oh god, I should have not seen this on my dash.

it’s gonna happen.

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Alrighty Darlings, Here it is Mating Season

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WARNINGS: NSFW AND SMUT

Newt and Fem Reader

You were at a night club with Queenie, Jacob and Newt called the Hawks Nest. Queenie had suggested that you all go out and celebrate the release of Newts new book.

The two of you had been travelling together for months now and had grown quite close. To your embarrassment and hilarity you had even witnessed some amusing mating rituals performed by Newt and the animals in response. It always left you laughing and curious about how he’d be. You had known him to gaze at you a little too long once in a while or hold you in a hug slightly longer than usual.

One day Queenie picked up on this and suggested you all go out. She ordered a whole bottle of Firewhiskey and a pitcher of Butterbeer to mark the occasion.

Somehow Jacob got to telling the hilarious tales of watching Newt do a mating dance for an Arumpant and how it had saved his life. To which Queenie had responded with

“Well than Mr.Scamander should have an equal effect on women then huh honey?” she winked looking at you. You blushed furiously and excused yourself. Newt noticing this got up and followed you sensing your distress.

“Don’t let Queenie get to you (y/n) she means well.”

You sighed. “I know, I just wished she’d stay out of my head.” you ran a hand through your hair pacing.

Newt raised an eyebrow at you. “ And what exactly was going on in your head (y/n)?”

You stopped and looked at him. “Nothing.” you said brushing off the topic and trying to head back to the table. But Newt gently grabbed your arm.

“(Y/n) you can tell me, we’ve been together for over 11 months now.” he pulled you off to a side room to give you some privacy.

“It’s just…ugh how do i even begin to explain this?” you threw your hands up in the air.

“Queenie please get out of my head.” Newt whispered.

She peaked her head around the corner. “Sorry to interrupt but Jacob and I are going to have some…..alone time so we’re heading out. The bills been paid for but you’ll have to sleep in the case tonight I’m afraid hun.” She winked at you.

“Don’t wait up and don’t do anything i wouldn’t do.” she winked and giggled with Jacob as they waved.

“What did she mean by don’t do anything i wouldn’t do?” Newt said blushing.

You took another shot of Firewhiskey. You examined the other men in the bar but none held a flame to the Zoologist. Newt leaned his back against the wall taking a shot and propping his one leg out. He looked irresistible. Your heart was pounding out of your chest.

“Nothing, you know what happens when Queenie and Jacob get together.” you mused downing another shot.

:”They have nothing but mating on their minds” he laughed taking another shot. Then something clicked in his mind and he started to choke on his drink.

He was laughing as you handed him a hanker-chief.

“Yes it seems they’re an ideal match.” you laughed.

“Everyone’s a match for someone, all you have to do is find the right mate and impress them.” he said looking at you with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

“And tell me Mr. Scamander how would you initiate a mating ritual?” you turned to him and asked seductively wandering about the back of the bar.

“Well” he cleared his throat, his face went beat red and he tried to address you in his most professional voice.

“For starters I would examine what you like best in a suitor, and from what I know from examining you here is that you like them to be tall, well mannered, kind and relaxed. So I would approach you like this.”

He threw his jacket off followed by his vest. He undid his bow tie and threw it on the pile as well. Shrugging out of his suspenders he loosened a few buttons on his shirt so it hung open, revealing a few scars. He rolled up his sleeves and ever so slightly brushed a small bit of hair from his eyes. You bit your bottom lip. He was in his element now.

You took a sip of your Firewhiskey eyeing him but trying not to look more intrigued than you felt. “Go on then, impress me Scamander.:”

He locked eyes with you, grinning at the challenge.

“And I also know that scars both intrigue and arouse you. You also like seeing peoples little quirks. Here he folded his arms and had begun pacing, studying you.

“For example you always bite your bottom lip whenever you see me roll up my sleeves or whenever I get focused and do little things like stick my wand in my mouth when i’m juggling with animals or potion vials” He walked towards you He brushed your cheek with his thumb. “How’d you-” but he cut you off.

“i keep telling you love, we’ve been together 11 months.i know you by now” He easily towered over you and your breath caught in your throat as he placed a hand above the wall behind you. You’d been travelling together for 11 months, but up until now your relationship had always been platonic, because you didn’t dare ask him in case he didn’t feel the same.

“I also know you love the scent of cedar and freshly fallen rain which is why I went out and fed Frank and the Bowtruckles before I came in here.” He smiled amused. Still studying you.

“And what would your ideal mate be Mr.Scamander.” He put a finger up to your lips to silence you.

“Newt” you said correcting yourself.

He smiled hearing his name from your lips. “Well she would have to have lovely (h/l) (h/c) hair and entrancing (e/c) eyes. And a beautiful smile. She must have a deep love for animals and….”

He turned around and handed you a shot of firewhiskey “A knack for surprises and adventure.” He downed his fast. You took it and eagerly drank it your head rushing with his sudden seductive nature.

“There’s something else I’ve noticed about you too (y/n) you have a very sensitive spot just here on the back of your neck.” He smiled whispering into the spot, his breath tingling your neck as he moved your hair aside and placed a gentle kiss on it. You turned away trying to hide the massive blush spreading.

“And you also have one here on the small of your back, and he gently ran a hand down the back of your dress the slip dipping low enough that his fingertips brushed against your bare skin, giving you goosebumps.

As if by reaction you leaned back into him. He wrapped an arm around your waist and held you close gently placing kisses from your cheek to your neck to your collarbone to your shoulder, then to that delicious spot on the back of your neck. You gave a small moan and Newt knew he was winning you over.

But he wasn’t finished with you just yet. And you weren’t finished with him either.Months had been building up to this. Months of sexual tension and feelings and stolen glimpses. He turned you back to face him and he ran both hands up to rest on your neck and ran his fingers through your hair. He looked you in the eyes, his green eyes boring into your (e/c) ones.

”And I would follow with telling her just how much she truly means to me. That she makes me a better person. That before I met her I was in my own shell, observing the world but never getting to know it. And now from sunrise to sunset all I can think of is her warm smile and her kind heart and her laugh. All I can think of is what I can do to get her to speak to me to get her to look at me, to spark her interest and see her eyes light up with just a hint of mischief and longing. To see that she desires me as much as I do her. And then I would kiss her like she’s never been kissed before.”

He pulled you into a side closet and pushed you back shutting the door behind him. He hovered over you just for a moment. His sheer height towering over you and you could feel his breath. He then wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into him kissing you passionately. Slow at first but then the need to explore overcame both of you. You also wanted to tease him and ran your tongue along his bottom lip to which he eagerly opened his mouth and the two of you began exploring. You gently began biting his bottom lip, eager for more. He slipped off your dress and it fell to the floor as you began unbuttoning his shirt, he then pulled off your slip and pressed you close to him. Your now bare chests pressed together.

“Then I’d pull her even closer if she so desired me too.” He whispered seductively. You nodded and ripped off his shirt and began unbuckling his trousers. He threw them off and kissed down your neck to your breasts, gently caressing your nipples, he then kissed his way between them well still fondling your breasts with his hands.

Kissing down your stomach, your hips your inner thigh and back up again and only when you pleaded did he slowly remove your panties. He ran a hand down from your breast tracing his fingertips as he went along down your body until he reached that wonderful sweet spot. He gently began rubbing up and down causing you to moan and become wet. It was then that you noticed his arousal.

“And when she was ready, only then would I penetrate her, for I want her full attention as we mate.” And here he grabbed you by the hips and lifted you up, you wrapped your legs around him and he leaned you back against the shelf. You then pulled off his briefs and saw in full pleasure his arousal. He was wonderfully sized and he gently and very slowly slid himself into you, Filling up any available space inside you. He slowly began to rock back and forth. Both of you letting out a small sigh from the wonderful sensation that had been nagging you inside for months.

“Then what would you do Newt.” You moaned his name as he picked up his pace. Without speaking he pinned your arms up above you with one hand and pulled your hips forward with the other. You both moaned at the wonderful new sensation rippling through your cores and it caused you to arch your back which only made Newt moan more.

“Are you ready for the finishing move my love?” he whispered.

You only nodded silently begging him for more as he kissed you urgently. Pressing himself deep within you he started pumping harder and faster as your climaxes started to peak. “N-Newt.” You gasped. He pulled you onto him and you held on tight as he pushed you over the edge both moaning loudly. You ran your nails up his back and into his messy hair and he kissed you and spun you around still out of breathe as he continued to ride you, you were gasping for air.

The two of you sat down as you semi dressed yourself again. Catching your breathe he leaned over and gently kissed you, placing his fingertips on that sweet spot on your neck causing you to giggle into his kiss. He gave you that adorable smile blushing. “Sorry, I’m not normally that……confidant.” He smiled at you. You laughed lightly. “That’s alright darling you can just blame it on mating season.” He laughed and kissed you again.