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Holiday Shipping Pictures!

the shipping picture prompt meme
SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME & THE SMUT PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR SHIPPING.

i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.

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[ nothing in his suitcase is dangerous. newt has said as much before and he has no doubt that he'll need to say it again. it's the truth and he believes it firmly, but it's a truth that comes with a caveat: the creatures in his suitcase can be dangerous if they're not treated as they should be, if they're backed in a corner, if they're mishandled or abused. the same, newt thinks sometimes, can be said for credence barebrone, and perhaps that is why newt is not quite as awkward with credence as he is with other humans, for all that credence is human, isn't a creature despite the obscurus.

nothing in his suitcase is dangerous, but he still pulls credence back when he comes too close to one creature, fingers going to credence's wrist and staying there. credence hasn't been with him long, but they've found some semblance of balance with one another, even if newt often worries that he'll misstep, that he'll do something to damage this young man who is both stronger and far more fragile than anyone could have anticipated. ]

Ah. This one likes his space.

Had Credence not been almost completely oblivious to the Wizardly world and the magical beast, he might have realized that a Nundu was the sort of creature to admire from a safe distance. Some wizards would suggest a distance of a few countries, even, giving how dangerous they could be. But Credence was as fascinated by it as he had been by any other creature Newt had shown him or told him about in detail.

"...Sorry." He was quick to amend, looking at the ground as if it was all of sudden the most interesting thing in the room.

He couldn't help the wariness he felt whereas it looked like he did something wrong. Newt had been kind to him, had shown him more patience and understanding than Credence even though possible and he was worried about disappointing the man. His gaze fell on his wrist, Newt's touch light but warm and his flushed cheeks turned a shade darker.

"It's a really impressive creature."

He is, isn't he?

[ the fondness in newt's tone is unmistakable. the nundu is a dangerous creature and one that most wizards are not only scared but terrified of. newt can understand it, to some degree — under the wrong conditions, the nundu can be devastating and lead to terrible consequences. under the right conditions, however? neither newt nor credence are in any kind of danger from this fellow. ]

I think the last time they tried to subdue one like him, they backed it in a corner and it took a hundred wizards to put it down. [ fondness is replaced by anger and regret, for a moment, before newt shakes his head, as though to shake off both emotions. ] It's wasteful, really. Just because no one understands how to approach a Nundu. They're not wrathful or evil creatures.

[ newt is still watching the nundu, but his thumb is rubbing small circles against the skin of credence's inner wrist. ]

"Poor thing. He must trust you a lot if you managed to convince him to get inside the case." The beast looked really dangerous but it was not like Credence was one to judge that kind of things. He almost destroyed half of New York too, when scared and angry. Lucky for him, and for the Nundu, Newt seemed to have infinite patience.

He shuddered a little, the touch sending a thrill down his spine. It was small, a brush of fingers, but it made him feel warm and lean into Newt very slightly.

[f/f; modern also available]

[ota]

[ It's a quiet sort of evening, the type where you stay indoors, snuggled up to your loved ones or a nice blanket in order to stay warm and cozy. A gentle snow falls with giant, fluffy flakes that stick and create a sparkling white ground. It's picture perfect except for one thing. Viktor is alone, and the only one he wants to cuddle up to is working his heart out on the ice. There is a simple solution to this however.

He knows Yuuri has been tireless in practicing the new routine, but even he deserves a break, right? Viktor has just the thing. He excuses himself from the rink briefly to run a little errand, hoping that Yuuri won't even notice he's gone for the most part. That's how it should be. He should be so enveloped in the routine that the rest of the world doesn't exist.

When it's over, however, Viktor is standing there on the edge of the rink, holding two steaming cups in his hands. If he wasn't, he'd be waving enthusiastically. That's right, he'd gone off to get them some cocoa, complete with marshmallows in two matching cups. It's only a small treat, but he's very excited about it. It's all a part of getting into the spirit of the season, which they've had very little time for lately. ]

Yuuuuuuuri! Come and share hot chocolate with me!