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"If I have seen farther, it is by standing on the shoulders of giants."

-Isaac Newton-

February 5, 1676

"I do not know how I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy, playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself, in now and then finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me."

-Isaac Newton-

Ohohohohoh! Hawt! (A bit of SSF)

Day 26- Art in association with a song; Law of Attraction

'Amicus Plato — amicus Aristoteles — magis amica veritas.'

"Plato is my friend - Aristotle is my friend - but my greatest friend is truth."

Isaac Newton, Quaestiones quaedam philosophicae

"i can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies but not the madness of people."

isaac newton

Introduction!!

Hello, my name is Misty!!

My interest include history, astronomy, science, and music!

People (nonfictional and fictional) I am especially Interested in are: George Harrison, Sir Isaac Newton, Gregory Peck, Anakin Skywalker, Sir Brian May, Indiana jones, and John Marston.

I like British television and music like Doctor Who, Sherlock, Good Omens, Queen, and The Beatles. I love Cowboy movies and Wild West related things such as Red Dead Redemption I & II and Tombstone (1993). I am also very into history especially the enlightenment era.

I like to edit, talk, sew, and draw.

I would like to restate that I am NOT nor have I ever claimed to be a historian.

I would LOVE to be your friend!!!!

I am NOT homophobic or racist and neither will be tolerated by me period.

Pls feel free to message me or ask questions!

ISAAAAACCCC EEEEEEEE

🌺🪷 art dump!🪷🌺

isaac newton sketch for @isaacnewtonlvr !!!!!♡

A LOVELY COUTHON and malewife murat 😋

pauline and josephine 🥰

HORATIO NELSON!!!!!!111!1!1!1!!1!1!1!!!111!!!!++111

"oh wow i thought this fandom was dead" you ignorant slut no fandom is ever truly dead. there will always always always be at least three mentally unwell freaks on the internet irrelevant-posting about their little blorbo(s) who have not been relevant for fifty years. this is the way of the world and they are stronger than you will ever be you FOOL

"I am so normal about this character" I say while visibly shaking in excitment.

OH MY GOD MY DAY IS MADE LOOK AT THIS OH MY GOD

Please consider drawing Isaac Newton 🙏🙏🙏 (I’ve come from TikTok so if I have to pay you or something I’m very unaware please forgive me!)

Frowns at your physics grades

Also I do art requests for free! So dw.

Where is the Sir Isaac Newton fan art?! No, i’m not talking about the anime (?) Isaac. WHERE’S MY PREMATURELY WHITE-HAIRED HUSBAND?!

Imagine: Newt - Apologize

Word Count: 1964

Smut: Yes | No

Requested: Yes | No

This imagine was inspired by multiple messages between okaynewt, and an anon. Enjoy! 

“My god, Newt!” You shouted. 

Once again, no reaction. At this point, you had forgotten what you were even fighting about in the first place, you just wanted him to care. You were so angry, and it had no effect on him. He just watched you rage and did nothing about it. 

You stared at him long and hard before, shoving him back. “Show some god damn emotion, Newt! You don’t even care.”

You knew he cared. Of course he did. But it was Newt. The rational, sweet heart. He knew that yelling at each other wouldn’t solve anything. He just wanted to let you blow off steam. 

You had no clue whether it was the accusations of him not caring, or if it was when you shoved him, but his eyes were now a little darker. He clenched his jaw, as if to hold his words, but they eventually poured out. 

“You bloody want me to scream at you? What the hell is that going to do for either of us?” 

His sudden burst, as much as you hated it, it was hot. The veins in his neck became visible, and his jaw clenched. You weren’t supposed to be turned on by this, you were supposed to be mad. But he was just so fucking gorgeous. 

You tried to focus on your anger, and not the overwhelming, and growing sexual tension. You just stare at him.  

“Oh yeah? So know you’re not going to talk to me?” Newt pushes. “I thought you wanted me to react?”

You continue to look at him, just blinking. 

The anger in his face almost completely fades, and he steps towards you. “Are you alright? Did I scare you?” 

No. You think to yourself. You’re not exactly sure how to say that seeing him angry makes you want to jump his bones. “I was just startled.” You say. Then you scoff a little. “As if you could scare me, Newt.” You step back, bumping into the kitchen counter, not wanting him to be any closer. The proximity between you two might just be too much, and you might end up stroking his hair, or touching his face, but you can’t do that. You’re too stubborn. So you cross your arms and say, “I’m still mad at you.”

Newt stays where he is, you can tell that he’s worried. The last thing he wanted to do was frighten you. “Well, maybe I’m mad at you too.” He tells you. 

You grin a little, letting out a little huff. “Well at least you’re showing it now.” You were excited that you had broken past his usual passive aggressive glare. “So, are you going to apologize now?” You asked, a small smirk on your face. 

Newt scoffs, and shakes his head. “Why would I apologize? I haven’t done anything wrong. You should be the one saying sorry to me,” You knew this might happen. His overly rational mind was stopping him from ending this fight because he knew, and you knew, that he didn’t do anything wrong. 

You stand there for a long moment, glaring at eachother. Then surprisingly, he takes a step forward. “You sure you don’t want to apologize?” He taunts. 

Newt made you like a teenager again. Horny and moody, and his close proximity was making it harder to stay mad. You growl and then protest. “Who said I did anything wrong? I don’t want to apologize to you. Stoic Newt, huh? The guy who never does anything wrong, right? You’re just the epitome of perfection.” You mock. 

This doesn’t rattle him in the slightest. He just replies, eyes narrowed. “Did I ever tell you how bloody loud you are? You probably pissed off all the neighbours for one.” He shoots back. “You started a fight with me. You knew you wouldn’t win, because I didn’t do anything wrong. So you should apologize to me.” 

You’re counting the steps, one more, and he’ll be right in front of you. Less then a few inches apart. But you’re still not ready to give in. You put your hands on your hips. “Whatever, Newt. Fuck you. It’s like you don’t even care at all, You barely even reacted.”

“Bloody hell, when you pick fights over every little thing its kind of hard to react.” He rolls his eyes. “I could use up all of my energy fighting you.” He runs a hand through his hair, nearly breaking you. 

You shake your head. brushing his alluring movements off. “Well if everything I pick a fight over is so insignificant to you, why do you even bother to stick around?”

Now this time. This time. Newt does explode. He swiftly steps forwards, his hands grabbing at the counter on either side of you. His angry face leaning towards you, he just glares. 

You are left just staring up at him, his tall figure almost towering above you. 

You leave the air silent for a moment. He’s too angry, and you’re just breathless. 

“Well?” You aim to push his buttons more. “You gonna pack your things because of all the fights I start with you?” 

You know have a different type of silent Newt staring down at you. You’ve managed to push past his quiet passive stage. He’s seething at the idea that he could leave after a stupid fight like this one. He can’t even speak he’s so angry. He’s never not been the calm one, and here he is, taking deep breathes trying to do so. 

If you were to inch forward you’d be pressed against him. You’re not exactly sure how he’ll react to your touch now, but that doesn’t stop you. You brush your fingers across his chest. “Well?” You test, waiting for a reply to your question. 

Your touch makes his hands clamp down on the counter even tighter. “I’m not bloody leaving.” He says through clenched teeth. He’s never sounded this angry before. “I’m not a fucking child.” He states. “How dare you?”

“You sure?” You press on. “Cause I think the silent treatment is kind of childish.”

He leans forward even more know, locking you in place. “Say it again. I dare you.” 

The counter is pressing into your back, but Newt doesn’t move a muscle. “I said, the silent treatment is kind of childish.” You have always pushed Newt’s buttons, but never before have you received a reaction quite like this. It almost makes you want to see how far you can go. 

He just shakes his head, a grim smile plastered on his lips. He lets out a harsh laugh. “Sometimes you can be a real bitch.” He says, his voice lower than usual. 

Fuck is he ever attractive when he’s angry. One last push. 

“Only when you make me one, Isaac.” You place your hands against his chest, pushing lightly. 

You feel him freeze momentarily at the mention of his first name. He hates it. 

“You have got to be fucking kidding me right now.” 

You smirk at him, and shrug your shoulders. “Sometimes I’ve got to do what I’ve got to do to get a rise out of you. In more ways then just one.” You say sarcastically glancing down in the direction of his groin. 

Snap. Something inside of Newt went. “Fuck you.” He snarls. 

“Wouldn’t you like to.” You grin. “You’d love to right now, huh, Isaac?”

He wants to scream at you. You can just tell. But you also know he does want to fuck you. 

“Apologize.” He barks. “You started this bloody fight, you end it.” 

You scoff. “No fucking way! You!”

Newt growls, and one of his hands moved from the counter to your waist, gripping harshly and catching you off guard. “You’re so fucking stubborn.”

You bite your lip, and your fingers curl around his shirt. “So that must be a sign that you should just say sorry.”

Newt lets out a sinister chuckle. “I’ve apologized too many times, its your turn.”

You laugh and shake your head. “When the hell have you ever apologized?” Your fingers tighten around his shirt, and his on your hip. Nearly bruising. 

You’re so angry, but you don’t want to let go. “Refresh my memory, please, Isaac. Quit playing the victim. I may pick fights but I don’t I certainly don’t end them by saying sorry. You never think you’ve done anything wrong, Isaac!”

“Will you stop with the Isaac already?” He yells. “It’s like you’re trying to piss me off!” 

You flush when you see the realization in his eyes. Newt isn’t stupid. You’re surprised it even took him this long to figure out what you’ve been up to in the past few minutes. 

“Really,” He breathes out, “So that’s how you want to play this?”

You smirk, and his eyes darken even more if that’s possible. Before you have time to react, you’ve been lifted onto the counter, and Newt’s lips are on yours. You smirk into the heated kiss, and nibble his lip a tiny bit, knowing it drives him crazy. 

He pulls away, and you attach yourself to him, “Bloody hell,” He cries making his way to the bedroom. 

Once you enter the room, you’re thrown down on the bed. Newt yanks his shirt off, before climbing on top of you, he does the same to you, and you’re left in your bra and jeans. 

His hands roam your body, and then they get to the line of your jeans. He wastes no time in pulling them from your body. He pauses for a moment to unbutton his own pants, and pull them off, his boxers following. 

You grin at his erection, who knew it did as much to him as it did to you. 

He got on top of you once again and connected your lips. Newt was impatient today, his hand pressed right onto your core, and you let out a loud moan. 

He pushed your panties to the side, and stuck a finger deep inside you, you bit your lip and gripped Newt’s hair. 

“God, baby, you’re so wet for me.” 

“Mm, Newt, hurry please.” You begged him. 

He smirked, and entered you, he thrusted multiple times, and you screamed in anticipation. 

“Newt! Oh god! Keep going!” 

He went even faster, carrying you to your climax. “Uh, Newt, I’m gonna-”

He stopped. He pulled out completely. 

“What the hell?” You cried. 

“Say it. Say you’re sorry.” Newt demanded. 

“You’re such an asshole.” Your insides churned with anger as you looked at him. But you wanted him so badly. 

“Say it, babe.” 

“No.” You stood your ground stubbornly. 

Newt slouched down, his lips touching your neck seductively. “Say it.” His hand found your core once again, and he rubbed achingly slow. 

You whined loudly. “Newt, please!”

“Say it, Y/N.” He said again, pressing a tiny bit harder. 

“Fine! Damn it, I’m sorry Newt, now please, just get in me.” You cried. 

“Thanks baby,” He grinned, entering you again. You moaned in pleasure, and this time, Newt didn’t stop. You hit your climax. 

“Oh god,” You moaned. 

Newt flipped off of you, and smiled. “You’re so good, babe.” 

You laughed lightly, and curled into his side, out of breath. “You’re such a douche, Newt.” 

He chuckled, and extended his arm around you. “I love you,” He smiled, kissing your forehead. 

“I love you too.”