Request: Hey I've been having pain all day and was wondering if you could write a super fluffy newt imagine  where he comforts the reader. Thank you in advance and I love your writing

I hope that you’re feeling better today my lovely.

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    You had woken early after a disturbed night sleep, a slight ache in your side. Blaming your poor sleeping position, you tried to shake it off and get on with your day.  Helping newt with the creatures, only the pain wasn’t easing with movement, as it usually would.

You could see the concern on newts face, though he wouldn’t press you for details, knowing that you would come to him when you were ready. Still you could feel his gaze returning to you, every so often, making sure that you were alright, it brought a fond smile to your lips.

As you stretched, trying to reach the mooncalfs at the very back of their little herd. You were suddenly hit with a searing pain in your side, as if somebody was sinking a dull knife through your flesh.  Newt hurried over to you, his keen ears picking up your restrained whimper of pain, ‘are you alright love? Can I get you anything?’ he asked his handsome face full of concern, as he gingerly removed your hands from your side, so that he could try and see what was causing you so much pain.

You shuck your head, a strained smile on your deathly pale cheeks. Ignoring your protests, Newt bundled you up ever so gently, and brought you back to the work shed, grabbing a pain relief potion, as he went, before taking you upstairs.

He lay you down on the sofa, before he began bustling about, mumbling to himself about tea, muscle strain and you were sure you heard him say something about vanishing sickness, as he wondered into the kitchen of your shared cottage.

You were trying to take calming breaths, when newt came back, tea tray in hand, setting it down on the coffee table, before he passed you a hot cup of sweet tea, as he sat himself gently by your side.

“drink up, love. There’s a dash of pain relief in there. It should kick in soon.’ He murmured sweetly as he pushed the hair from your clammy forehead, a reassuring smile on his face.

He continued to draw soothing patterns across the soft skin of your arm, as you sipped your tea.

Ever so slowly, the pain your side began to peel away, leaving you utterly drained. Newt’s soft murmuring and gentle stroking of your hair wasn’t really helping your sleepy situation, as your eyes began to droop slightly.  

“it’s alright love, you go to sleep. Hopefully the pain will have eased when you wake up.’  

Newt bent down, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek, ‘thank you’ you managed to whisper slightly groggily, your breath tickling his freckle spattered skin, before you drifted off into a peaceful dreamless sleep.

  Have a great day and be safe

Dad newt

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 It had been a long hectic day, dirt smudged on your flushed cheek from goodness knows where, as you sprinkled the feed for the mooncalf’s, into the cool grass of the hill ,  ready for when they woke, once the sun went down, your toddler on your hip.

 A familiar pair of strong arms, snaked around you, newt nuzzled into the crook of your neck, as he stroked his Childs curls. Looking rather dishevelled himself, with his shirt untucked, and several buttons undone.  “you must be exhausted love, you go and have a bath, I’ll finish off.’ Though his smile was caring, you knew that he wouldn’t take no for an answer, despite his own tired eyes and aching back.

Cupping his jaw you set a quick kiss to the corner of his lopsided smile, just as you turned to leave he pulled you back, placing a soft kiss to your lips. “you thief, you stealer of kisses’ you exclaimed, as he removed his son from your arms, who was clinging onto you like a monkey, sitting him on his shoulders. He only offered a cheeky smile in return, before ushering you to the shed. Giving the toddler on his shoulders a small hand full of feed to sprinkle for himself.  

Turning the taps to fill the large claw foot bath, you began to peel off your sweat and mud stained clothes, throwing them into the wash hamper. You stepped into the heavenly water, allowing it to sooth your aching muscles, as you sank under the bubbles, wetting you hair, your eyes slipping shut, entirely relaxed.

All to soon your sons elated giggling reached your ears, as he ran clumsily into the bathroom, removing items of clothing as he went.

Newt followed closely behind, picking up the lost jumper and sock, ‘are you going to join me mister?’ you asked your scruffy child, who nodded excitedly, discarding the remainder of his clothes, before you scooped him up, and plopped him in front of you in the calming water. You giggled as he splashed gleefully, Newt stood in the door way, a fond loving smile on his lips. “are you going to join us mister?’ you repeated to your husband, an ever so slightly flirtatious tone to your voice.

Shrugging off his shirt, newt stepped into the bath, bending his knees slightly, so his long legs would fit, setting them either side of your own legs, rubbing your aching feet. His mischievous son, splashing him, in retaliation newt gave him a bubble beard, as the boy giggled merrily. "that looks great, you should think about growing that one day, little beastie.' newt chuckled

Smiling broadly at your silly boys, you didn’t notice the cheeky bowtruckle emerge from newts jacket pocket, and start to make his way across the tiled floor, shimmying his way up the side of the bath. “picket? What in Helga's name are you doing?’ newt asked the tiny creature, as he jumped into the sea of bubbles. Bobbing back to the surface, floating on his back, kicking his way through bubbles.

Newt made a wall with arms, so the little beast wouldn’t drift too far, as your son leant forwards, watching picket, with fascination etched on his innocent face, as newt told the tale of how he first met Pickett. While you combed your fingers through your sons damp curls, a look of pure unconditional love on your face.

The toddler let out yawn as he rubbed his tired eyes, “oh sweetie are you tired? What about some hot chocolate and a bed time story hmm?’  you asked gently, plucking him from the cooling water before dressing him in his niffler covered pyjamas. While newt padded to the kitchen preparing the hot chocolate, giving your bum a squeeze on his way past, making you swat at his arm.  

Your son was nearly asleep on his feet, so you bundled him up, and shuffled your way to his bedroom, next to the one you shared with newt. You were just tucking him in, when newt returned from the kitchen, juggling three mugs of cocoa and a old book of fairy tales.  

The three of you sat snuggled together, slurping your warm drinks, as newt read aloud, his calming voice lulling your son to a peaceful sleep.

Placing a kiss to your temple, newt gestured for you both to take your leave and head to your own bed, a mischievous smile at his lips.

Newt takes his sleepless daughter for a stroll through the case.

pure family fluff

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Newt woke with a start, he looked blearily around your darkened shared bedroom, before another wail came from your daughters nursery. He felt y/n move to get up with a barely audible groan, before he gently pushed her back to bed,’ you’re exhausted love, I’ll go, you go back to sleep’ he whispered placing a soft kiss to her forehead. “you’re a treasure’ she mumbled sleepily as she snuggled back into the plush blankets.

He flung his long legs out of bed and padded to his crying daughters cot. she had always been a good sleeper, but she had been suffering with a cold over the past few days, her stuffy little nose making it difficult for her to sleep.

Newt leant over the railings of the cot, to pick her up, bundling her in his arms along with her blanket and stuffed felted hippogriff from grandma Scamander. ’hello, little one, is that snuffley nose making you grumpy?’  She seemed to settle a little with his contact, and murmuring, he shuffled his way to the rocking chair by the window, and got himself settled for a long night, stroking her strawberry blonde curls, as he and her mother had done so many times before.

He glanced up, to the full moon, humming softly, as it casted an eerie glow about the village below. Looking fondly back to his beautiful little girl, who was grasping her hippogriff in her chubby little hands. The comforting soft yellow glow of the nursery a stark contrast to cold ghostly light outside.

He wondered if any of his creatures would be up and about tonight, possibly taking care of their own little ones. He suddenly had a felt hippogriff pushed to his nose, pulling him out of his thoughts, his own little beast giggling gleefully at her actions, he gently booped her own button nose with his long index finger, receiving more delighted giggles.

 It could be lack of sleep clouding his judgment or a desperate plea to tire her out, but the thought of taking his sniffling child into his case seemed very appealing. Not anything dangerous, he wasn’t completely idiotic just yet, besides her mother would never forgive him, but the moon calf’s would be hopping about quite happily tonight. The more he mulled it over, the more it seemed like a good idea.

“would you like to see the moon calf’s little lady?’ he asked his gurgling daughter, her bright y/c/e eyes lit up, an excited smile on her rosy cheeks . That settled it then, he struggled to his feet, and shifted her onto his hip, grabbing the worn leather case from its high shelf in his study. Unclasping the locks, he stepped inside, being careful not to knock his daughters delicate head on the ceiling of the case as he did.

He stealthily made his way through the habitats, shushing and cooing to his excitable child occasionally, not wanting to disturb the sleeping beasts. He made his way up the familiar hill, the full moon peeking over the top, like a cherry on top of a perfectly iced cake.

Several moon calf’s bounced their way over to the pair, ‘now please be gentle, she’s still only little’ Newt warned the creatures before crouching down, so that they could inspect the bundle in his arms, a few hopped away once they realised that he didn’t have any treats, but one in particular took a real shine to the new comer.

Martha nuzzled into the one year old, Newt chuckled as his only daughter cautiously reached her small hand out to pet the strange looking creature. Martha leant into her touch, making quiet sounds of contentment.

The moon calf settled it’s self by Newt’s side, clearly enjoying all the attention she was getting. The soft green grass did look awfully inviting, perhaps he would lie back on the hill, just for a few moments before he takes his bundle of mischief back upstairs to bed.

His own eyes began to grow heavy as he lay gazing up at the stars above him, his little girl resting on his chest, finally able to sleep soundly.

He stirred what seemed like moments later, to y/n stroking his curls. “morning sweetheart, have you two been down here all night?’ she asked her voice full of concern, ‘mummy. Martha’ your child squealed, excited to show her mother the friend that she had made, as she bounced excitedly on Newt’s stomach, making him sit up with a start.

Y/n plopped herself down on the soft grass, while she listened intently to her daughters babbling, intertwining her fingers with her husbands, as he placed a kiss to her temple. The small growing family spent the morning watching the sun rise over the rolling hills of Newt’s magical case, their little beast toddling about, trying her best to keep up with the amazing creatures held safely within.