#acio asks!

Leta blushed at this question smiling a bit as she chuckled, “I don’t think he proposed the way he wanted to… 

“Long story short he took a surprise day off from work four winters ago on the day before Christmas Eve and had planned an over-the-top day for us. Nice dinner, a carriage ride around London, and we were going to wrap it up with some ice skating before his final grand surprise. He did not expect his final grand spectacular surprise to be him having to aparate us to St. Mungos after I fell and broke my wrist.” 

Let stopped, shaking her head a bit as a small chuckled left her mouth, “To this day I don’t know what this grand surprise was, but as he held my unharmed arm, rambling his apologies he did spit out that he was planning to propose. I told him, thinking that he was joking, that he could do it here. So he did.”

“Yes.” Leta didn’t hesitate to answer, though her eyes and body trembled slightly in sadness at thought of the boy. “I am both the reason he’s alive and the reason he had suffered so. It is my duty. It is what I owe.”

☾ : Sleepless Nights

It depends on whether or not she’s alone and what point in her life. 

When she was at Hogwarts, she would sneak out of her common room and sit by the Black Lake, staring out and thinking on what was keeping here awake, which normally be her brother, until she fell asleep under the tree or had to head back, depending on if she is able to calm herself once more. 

When she lived alone Leta would make herself tea. Reading. Anything to try and soothe herself. But what she did more often was write letters. Letters to Newt, letters to herself, letters to her father, and letters to her brother. 

character flaws meme;;: https://was-wicked.tumblr.com/post/180992688052/ameliamakes-character-flaws-meme-flaws-we

Accepting

🤳=name three physical imperfections my muse has

1. She has a freckle between her chin and lip. Honestly this is the number one thing she hates. The rest of her face she accepts and is alright with.

2. She has a few scars on her arms. Nothing big and not self inflicted, unless you count being so clumsy.

Make me choose between: _____or____

STATUS: ACCEPTING

“Oh don’t worry about it veiled one. I am used to it.” She shrugged, though the question made her smile and laugh a bit. “I know Newt has a kitten, but Theseus and I both prefer dogs.”

She leaned in, a small smirk on her face, “Don’t tell Theseus but he might be seeing one under our Christmas tree in a few Tuesdays.”

“I haven’t really written them yet..” She lied, an extreme tint of read overcoming her face, “But I suppose I could give it a go...”

She looked away from the figure in front of her. And down at her feet clearing her throat a bit.

“I don’t know how on earth you stumbled into my life. The Slytherin and the Hufflepuff. Merlin even saying it aloud sounds like some satire, but it’s what we are or were...

“They say that you can never love someone until you love yourself. But Theseus Scamander you proved this isn’t true. You taught me what love is, not what I was told it was growing up. Love isn’t black and white. Love is colors. Love isn’t purity. Love is trust to fall and stumble and make mistakes and ask for help. Love is a passion, a kindness, something gentle and intense. Love is something I thought I would never find in my life. Now I am here vowing to give it all away. 

“Here, I promise to love you. To hold you. Not to hide from the past, but embrace it, move on from it, and prepare for the future. To protect you. But most importantly I promise to live and laugh with you. To make sure that smile of yours never fades. And to thank you everyday for teaching me to love.”

Leta had almost forgot that it wasn’t time to share her vows, getting caught up in the heat of the moment. With a chuckle and a blush, she looked away, bringing her blush back down before looking to the figure with worry.

“Do you think it’s alright?”

Not enough honestly

Leta chuckled a bit, smiling at the anon, “Hugs don’t come as often as I am sure I he would like but we sort of have a schedule for those two specific things:

“In the morning I normally have to get to work before him so I wake up first, make breakfast, get ready for the day and Theseus ensures we cuddle before I go for several minutes, he will get up when I leave and give me a hug. Sometimes during breaks, if we have them at a similar time, we get a surprise hug, but normally the next one comes from him after his day. He finishes a bit later than me, but I wait for him. Then once we are home we normally cuddle till we fall asleep.”

It was a strict schedule, one that either felt bad for breaking, but she thought it was also very caring and passionate. The mere thought brought a fiery blush to her cheeks.