Newtxoc Stories

Gh0st here, lowkey writing this for shits and giggles... uhh... shiggles, Ion know. So don't mind me. There's a bunch of references to different shows and songs like south park and gachiakuta in here, so uh, if any dialogue seems familiar.... no it doesn't. Also, at the moment I'm in the top 10 for a couple categories, so, maybe that'll convince you to read more...?

☆~And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline. I think there's a flaw in my code, These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold.~☆

(Sequel to Seeker) With her mother's location found and the reasoning behind her desperate need to keep her emotions in check revealed, Catherine can finally obtain some semblance of peace, as much as the Macusa and Ministry will allow anyhow. With their watchful eyes looming over her shoulder, Catherine must learn to control the innate magical ability of her newfound heritage that threatens to erupt with every emotional outburst. With the knowledge as to where her mother had been all this time and her reasoning; She will have to continue the search for her mother after she had disapparated off to wherever those loyal to Grindelwald had fled. Now burning with newfound hope and people to walk alongside with, Catherine will do whatever it takes to regain what she has lost only after just finding it. During such, she must delve deeper into what she had only just scratched the surface of. Though she will not be alone this time around, not when she has a magical creature loving wizard she has come to love and cherish.

Newt Scamander x OC Newt Scamander is well versed in the realm of creatures, but when tasked with helping a recluse herbalist with a creature-related predicament, will he be up for the challenge. Daisy Florance is a magiherbalist who hides deep within the forest where her work thrives. She is in over her head with a new experiment and calls upon a friend in New York for help. Will her predicament be a curse or a blessing?

Everything is muddled for Charly when she finds herself unexplainably trapped in a freight elevator moving swiftly upward, but one thing is for sure. The three sentences written hastily on a note she found crumpled in her pocket. Get in the box. Get them out. Don't trust WICKED. The only thing stronger than her sense of purpose are her feelings for a certain boy with tousled hair. [NewtxOC]

When she came out of the box, she panicked. She didn't know who she was, where she was or why she was there, but the first thing that she did was run. Flighting away from the boys that were to confused of her being there to stop her. As she looked for a way out she saw the opening in the big walls. She ran fast, than faster. The boys sent one after her but in her panic she was to fast. Corner after corner. Everything looked the same. Until she saw someone laying on the floor. Thats when she stopped. Was he dead?

'I did not ask for the things Ive been through, and I certainly did not ask my mind to paint and repaint the pictures in flashback form.'- Michelle Groth "I'm a monster.." the cadence in the witches voice trembles. Newt draws closer to her. The warmth of his palms sting her jaw line. "Don't you dare say such a thing. I have yet to meet one." His eyes linger on her flustered cheeks. "Is it so wrong to want to help you?" He asks. Frustration wells within her. "I don't need help! I just want the pain to end." Newts face hardens of concern. He knows magical beasts so well that he fears his fellow wizards are far too complex to understand. Except he wants to help her. The witch, Esther, has gone through so many efforts to help him in the last 48 hours. What can he do to tame the beast inside her? Time rewinds in his mind. He wonders if he could have done things differently to prevent this. #1 fbawtft rating from 3/19 - 7/19 #1 newtxoc rating I do not own the rights to Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them or the Harry Potter series. *I do not claim a diagnosis of PTSD, have done extensive research of the illness. Please correct me if I misinterpret anything*

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐦; ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʟ; ᴛʜᴇʀᴀᴘᴇᴜᴛɪᴄ. 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙚𝙮 is struggling to adjust to dollars and American accents. Where he's used to fields of green, all he finds are lonely suburbs. His mam tries to help. A 'work with mam day' instead of school ought to do it. To find what he's looking for. 𝙉𝙚𝙬𝙩 has seen the same four walls since he was thirteen. The one with the scratch, the one with the genital drawing and the two that are coloured to make him less depressed. He's seen it all. Then, something changes. Something new to stop his self pity and help him. Both boys are struggling. Both in their own ways. Two negatives make a positive, right? But does it always end that way?

She awoke in a strange place. She didn't recognize her surroundings. She didn't recognize her thoughts. She didn't even recognize herself. {Newt x OC} {All rights and reserved go to The Maze Runner movies and book series by James Dashner. I merely own this fanfic and Curine.}

Slow updates Maple is a wizard who graduated from Hogwarts and now lives with her brother and sister. One day she bumps into a man and he drops an egg which she picks up. She goes to give it back but he's gone when she goes to do so. She decides she needs to find this guy to give him back the egg. How will things turn out?

She has no memory. He has no hope. They both are trying to find a way out. And don't forget, W.C.K.D. is good.

「Hey, did you know that nail polish removes glue? Or, it's supposed to, anyways.」 She said it with such a bitter taste in her mouth that she felt the need to spit the words out. 「Then, where does that leave us?」 -- She's a doctor who has lost all her memories, arriving inside the center of a maze with nothing besides a bag of home medical items, the clothes on her back, her extensive knowledge of medical practices, and one sentence repeating, over and over in her head: SAVE THE CONTROL. [BASED OFF THE MOVIES] [SLOW UPDATES]

All she could hear was the distant grinding of metal, and the soft buzz of electricity as she slowly gained consciousness. Her long lashes brushed against her cheek bones before parting and revealing her beautiful heterochromatic eyes to the dim blue lighting before they quickly shut in pain. Instantly her hand went to the cause of it. A deep gash rested on her hip bone, but grew shallower till it ended just below her ribcage. She sighed and forced her eyes open, ignoring the pain as she looked around warily. All around her were crates and barrels labeled W.C.K.D. Seeing the letters instantly caused her blood to run cold in gut wrenching fear as she quickly scrambled to stand up. She clenched her eyes shut and tried to breath through the sobs she could feel clawing up her throat as she rested her back against the walls of her cage. Suddenly her ride sped up and she yelped as she was thrown against a pile of crates, the rough wood catching her wound. She fell to the floor as the lights around her turned red and she was jerked to a stop. Her entire world turned black and she couldn't tell if it was from the pain or really happening. Images used unless it states otherwise are not mine! This is purely a work of fanfiction and I will not be using this story for personal gain. I only own Rain and the parts of the plot that I'm creating and don't follow the original story.

REWRITE OF LOSING GAME Alice is W.C.K.D's most uncooperative test subject, and in a dangerous world of mazes, a scorched planet, and a disease ravaging what remains of humanity, she's got everything to lose. Thrown from one Maze to another, finding boys she cares for like family, reuniting with the twin brother she didn't know she was missing [Thomas], and falling uncontrollably for Newt - Alice finds herself fighting with all she's got to keep them safe. No matter what happens.

flow•er /ˈflou(ə)r/ noun the finest individuals out of a number of people or things ❀ in which thalia found the worst kind of humanity around her and the best kind right in front of her. preferably the one with sandy blonde hair. milestones: ↳ #5 on #newtxoc (21/07/2018) ↳ #3 on #newtxoc (24/07/2018) ↳ #5 on #newtfanfiction (23/09/2018) ↳ #1 on #newtfanfiction (16/10/2018) ↳ #1 on #newtxoc (20/07/2019)

teddy woke up in the box like any other glader except she was a girl. she has been in the glade for two months when something that could change her life in the glade happens. what will her friends think about it? what about her crush? Follow Teddy on her bumpy road to peace. everything belongs to James Dashner apart from my bits of the story and some characters.

*Sequel to Echos* "Well it does seem you've got into quite the pickle this time, Newt," Myra laughed, "I just hope you're not going to tell me you haven't learned anything from that lion encounter." "Self preservation, I remember," Newt's shy grin was infectious, and Myra too was soon grinning along. *A Newt Scamander Fanfic **I do not own the Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts franchise in any shape or form. ***I do however own the plot (the parts not in Fantastic Beasts) and my original characters (like Myra), which means that you can't plagiarize.

What if Newt survived? What if somebody found him in time? Azura was not what you would call a team player. Day in and day out she tried to survive. Alone. Survive the cranks. Survive the the burning sun. Survive WCKD. She knew something big was about to happen and she'd be right there. The tension rised and WCKD fell. Now only chaos ruled the last city. But behind the chaos there is a girl that, despite all the chaos and ruthlessness of the word, has her heart on the right spot. To Newt's luck Azura was on the right spot during the right time. He was almost dead but she saved him. Together they fight, trying to survive everything the world has to throw at them. It takes time but eventually the build trust and evolve from strangers to something unexpeccted. Adventure through adventure they stay loyal to each other, always looking out for the other. And their destination? The Safe Heaven. An Island isolated from the whole world. Good for the gladers, bad for Azura and Newt. But will they find them or start a new life as an iconic duo? Stay tuned to find out! Newt x Oc Strangers to Lovers, Slow Burn Updated: About 3 times a month TW: I will write a trigger warning under wach chapter <3 Enjoy!