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ROUND 2

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OP, I like this prompt, but my brain just can't wrap itself around the idea of mpreg... I guess if I write a fill I won't be writing about the birth explicitly anyway, but...

Anything where Graves is a pornstar because reasons. Please.

The first time Credence meets the real Percival Graves, he isn't struck too much by how much he looked like the man he knew, he'd had weeks to prepare for that.

He knew he was powerful and handsome, and that he had the respect and the responsibility of wizarding America (perhaps beyond that) so none of that took him by surprise.

He was shocked to see how painfully lonely the man seemed to be though, and how nobody else in the world seemed to notice. He knew how that felt and he couldn't bare to do nothing about it.

As Tina and Newt kind of flirt, they both realise that they've both have a crush/are infatuated/in love with Percival Graves.

(Tina/Newt/Percival would be great as well, but isn't a must)

Original!Percival/Newt were supposed to get married, but Percival never showed. Embarassed, Newt tries to avoid him and travels to America the muggle way to avoid him while bringing Frank to Arizona. Cue the movie and Newt realising that there's more to Percival missing his own wedding.

Bonus: While Percival and Theseus know each other personally, Percival never actually met Newt in person.

Op here, since they are wizards there's a lot of potential here. Newt could have been blessed by some rare powerful beast so each time he mates a magic baby pops into exsistence. Likewise, Newt could be cursed and have to rush to a healer within 24 hours to have the baby removed but use magic to keep it alive and safe.

Credence spent a few hours tidying, and preparing dinner for the night to come. Soup this time, and roast beef and potatoes – he was in awe at the food that was filling his husband’s cupboards. He hadn’t seen Mister Graves add any more food to it since he had arrived, and yet the cupboards were still full. There was something wrong with Mister Graves, but not a way that he could make sense of. Not in a way that frightened him, even though it was unnatural.

He headed to the shelf of books that he had seen earlier, and stood studying what was written on each of the spines.
History of Magic, Monsters and Mysteries – A History of MACUSA’s Greatest Triumphs, Diary of J. Jackson, The Story of Salem
He carefully worked out each word in turn, then reached for one further along the row. He opened it to find a list of movements and words. The words weren’t in English. He closed the book after a moment, then paused as he saw the flowers on the front were moving, the plants waving slightly as though there was an invisible breeze.

His eyes were drawn towards another book A Mythical Menagerie. He pulled it down from the shelf, and opened it, staring in wonder at the leaf like creatures wandering across the page. They had been painted, and they moved carefully, like living trees. The next page showed a strange monkey which had long white fur. It was beautiful, and seemed to see him looking, tilting its head and raising one paw in greeting. This entire book was amazing, each animal moving and dancing across its page.

He took the book over to the armchair, sitting down beside the fire and starting to flick through it. He’d have a few hours before his husband got home. His chores were done, he could allow himself this.

***

Percival was trying to work out what he could possibly do with the other man, the one who apparently had married him. He was either a squib or a No-Maj, and Percival was aware that the easiest way of solving his problem would just be to obliviate him and let him go out into the world. But Credence didn’t have anywhere else to go.

The longer he stayed with Percival, the more he would find out about the Magical World, and the further he would move from the life he had known before. Every day he didn’t obliviate Credence, he was locking them both further into the marriage. He wanted time to heal from Grindelwald, but he couldn’t leave him. Not when Credence was so frightened. Percival knew that despite his own feelings, he was what Credence needed, so he couldn’t just give up on him. He tried to form a plan.

First, he would have to get Credence to see a legilimens, ensure that there wasn’t something hiding within his mind. Then, once he knew for certain that Credence was on his side and not going to double cross him, he would have to find something he could trust him to do. Which would be difficult, given how this morning had gone. He didn’t trust anyone right now, but it was clear that with no purpose Credence was desperately trying to be a good husband. Percival had injured him that morning. He could have killed him.

He stared at the paperwork that was laying across his desk, needing organisation. He considered for a moment, then charmed one piece so that only its identification number and investigation name were visible. That at least would keep Credence busy for a day or two, give him time to work out what he could do.

He left his office, and headed to check on his aurors. After yesterday’s difficulties he hadn’t wanted to see them, but he was still their leader. He quickly checked on progress on some of the ongoing investigations, then went to see Goldstein. She could be of use, and anyway the day before she had looked unhappy.

She was still staring at her desk, her paperwork scampering about in front of her.
“Goldstein?”
“Hello Director.” She greeted him.
“Something wrong?”
“One of the squib boys I’d been investigating has gone missing… I’m worried about him. His mother…” She shrugged. “I know you said not to get invested in them, that I should just keep an eye out for any residual magic, but… it’s hard. Especially when they’re hurting. Some of them find No-Maj families, but when they don’t… life is hard on them.”

Percival frowned for a moment, then sighed. Grindelwald was in the office. He would have seen the files that were kept on the squib children.
“The boy who has gone missing, is his name Credence Gr-“ He paused, catching himself before he said his surname.

“He… he is. Do you know where he is?”
Percival fought back a hysterical laugh at that comment, and nodded.
“I can assure you of his safety Auror Goldstein.” He set out what had happened, skipping over the details of that morning. “I wondered if perhaps your sister would be willing to talk to him.” Percival spoke carefully, knowing that Goldstein was protective of her younger sister. Her abilities were not common knowledge among MACUSA personnel, but she had occasionally allowed Percival to use her skills for emergency interrogations, when lives were on the line.

Goldstein hesitated.
“I’ll speak to her.”
“Thank you. If she agrees, can you come to mine for dinner tonight? I’d rather he didn’t come in to MACUSA. He doesn’t know about this world.”
“We’ll come.” Goldstein said softly, and Percival nodded.

“Thank you.” He went back to his office, grabbing the paperwork pile and then heading out so that he could apparate home. He didn’t want to surprise Credence with this.

***

Credence looked up from his seat by the fire as his husband appeared, the door still locked closed. He blushed, hiding the book behind him, but Mister Graves smiled at him. It was a kind smile, a smile he had been waiting for since he arrived.
“Good book?” His husband asked, and Credence shrugged slightly.

“It’s beautiful…” Credence whispered, opening it to show his husband the different creatures that were scampering through the pages. “These animals… they’re amazing…” He paused and put the book to one side. “I’m sorry sir. I shouldn’t have looked…” He bowed his head. “I won’t do it again.”

His husband reached out, and rested a hand on his shoulder.
“It’s alright Credence. You’re allowed to look at my books. This is…” His husband paused, seeming to struggle with the words. “This is our house. You can look. And I think you … you know, don’t you?”

Credence hesitated, then nodded.
“The fire didn’t go out. The pictures move, and this morning…” He stared at him. “These books are true, aren’t they?”
“Most of them.” His husband agreed, and Credence looked at him in wide eyed fascination. He wasn’t sure what to do with this information, but the fact his husband had trusted him, had shown him, filled him with wonder.

His husband turned away after a moment.
“I have a couple of friends coming to dinner. They can talk to you, and then… if you are healthy, I’ll see what you can do to be useful.”

Credence nodded, standing to place the book back on the shelf, fingers lingering on its spine for a moment before he headed to the kitchen to prepare three meals.

Newt is forced by his well meaning family to go to a bonding match where unmated alphas and omegas meet and try to find mates.

Newt, 23, is prime age to mate and is sought after because of Theseus' high position in the ministry and their families pure blood status. Percival is in his thirties, looking for a mate because it's expected more than wanted.

Can I get a sweet love story where they meet and fall in love?

Credence rides Graves. He desperately needs to pee but he doesn't want to stop (maybe because of Graves or maybe because he likes it so much, whatever is fine). Then he can't keep it any longer and wets himself on Graves.

Jesus Christ, please

Outside of the ruined building that had once been MACUSA and was now Grindelwald’s throne room, life carried on. The No-Majs might have been little more than animals in the eyes of the elite, but they still worked. They still went about their lives, their eyes a little more shadowed, their voices a little quieter. But life continued.

Percival made his way through the streets, hating how everyone parted from him. It wasn’t just the robes that Grindelwald had ordered all witches and wizards to wear that had them running from him. He was recognised, even by No-Majs, as one to keep clear of. He was saving the lives he could, but all anyone saw was those he couldn’t help.

He hurried along to his destination, a small bakery that was set into a near deserted street. People still needed bread. There were cakes and other fine treats available for those lucky enough to have the money for them.

The No-Maj baker looked up as he walked in, but didn’t hurry away. Instead, he handed over a box of pastries he had prepared.
“She dropped the order off earlier sir.” He didn’t look Graves in the face. It wouldn’t do. You never knew when someone might be watching. But Queenie would have visited, and passed on a note to the man and through him to those he was harbouring within the suitcase balanced between bags of flour.

“Good.” Graves answered, because he was always going to be polite, even to No-Majs.
“Anything else today sir?”
Graves hesitated, then nodded, pointing at the jar of candies on the top shelf.
“A couple of those.” He handed over the money and took the pastries back to the Woolworth building, leaving them in the break room. In a way, it was the mundanity of life here that was the strangest thing. A change of regime, and life went on. The baker made cakes for the staff of what had been MACUSA and helped shelter members of the resistance.

One of the men in the break room, an ugly man with a twisted nose and thick accent smirked to see him.
“American. The boss wants to see you.”

He popped one of the candies in his mouth, and pocketed the other, walking into Grindelwald’s throne room, his footsteps echoing on the Pentagram still emblazoned on the floor. He bowed his head, dropping the candy from his pocket and sending it across the room to where Credence was sat, naked now aside from his collar and a thin sheet of silk that was spread across his hips. Credence picked up the candy and ate it with a momentary flash of a smile.

“One of your men said you wanted to see me.”
“Director.” He nodded. “I wanted to settle a little disagreement between my men and I. They say that you are still loyal to that woman and her desire to hide what we are, but I tell them you are happy to be known. Which is it?” There was a danger in his voice which made Percival shiver.

“I serve you while the rest of MACUSA rots. Is that not your answer?”
“I hoped you would agree. Still, they are demanding a little more in the way of proof. Perhaps you would be willing to interrogate some of your staff. And there are rumours of some more European aurors arriving at the docks tonight. If you can get the information I need, and remove the threat, I will know you are loyal.”
“As you wish.” Percival answered. “Who do you wish me to interrogate?”
“That woman.” Grindelwald commanded, and Percival fought to repress a shudder. It would be better to deal with an auror, who was at least trained to withstand pain and likely to remain calmer. But if this was what was needed, he would do it.

“Now?” Percival asked. “Or do you want me to prepare for meeting the aurors?” There was no point in getting angry or arguing. Just do what he wanted and hope for the best. There was a time when he would have fought against this. He didn't know what he was now. Which side he was on. He lay awake at night, thinking of who he had once been, the pride and power he had once possessed. That was gone now. What was left was surviving long enough to win this game.

"We may as well interrogate her first." Grindelwald answered, and signaled for one of his men to fetch the President. Percival glanced towards Credence for a moment, seeing how he was watching with wide eyes, then ducking his head as he realised he was being stared at.

Seraphina was dragged in, still wearing the ragged remains of her robes of office. She spat at the guards holding her, and when she saw Graves she froze.
"So. It's come to this?" She asked, and Graves exhaled slowly, remembering them being little more than children, talking about their futures and planning code phrases. It had been years, but he still knew the reply to give.
"You know I've made my choices long ago." He answered, sending a curse towards her. There was no point in going easy, nothing to be gained by not committing. He sent flame to lick across her skin, trailed knives over her body, then hit her with the Cruciatus curse. As she screamed and lay panting on the floor he turned to her and smiled.
"So."

"What?" She gasped, panting.
"How do we get into the final vault?" That was what Grindelwald had wanted for weeks now. As far as Grindelwald knew, the few objects which MACUSA valued were stored in there. The fact that there was a further hidden vault was a fact only known to himself and to Picquery.

"I won't-" She started to protest and then screamed in pain. He fought not to let it get to him. He was here to do a job, and that meant that sometimes he had to make harsh choices. He struck her again, sending quick waves of curses and hexes at her, never giving her a chance to catch her breath.

She protested a few more times, before collapsing on the ground, blood trickling from between her lips. She shuddered, and as he raised his wand once more she flinched away.
"Percival-you...after everything, please..." She gasped, and he began another curse. She screamed and backed away as best as she could, before whimpering. "The bookcase. There's a spellbook, third row along..." She murmured a guide, not enough on its own, but with his additional knowledge he would be able to open it. She was taken back to the cells, and he went to put what he had found to use.

Grindelwald smiled as he sent him to intercept the foreign wizards. He returned with the news that they had been killed. He had been able to fake that easily enough. They were banished back to another boat, a letter he had written in the pocket of their leader, telling them to stay away for a few days.

He returned to announce his victory, and found Grindelwald gloating over what he had extracted from the vault. There were objects here with enough power to level a city, but not a country. In a way, it was a positive. He had been assured of Graves' loyalty, and hopefully Picquery would get a few days to recover. All being well, he was going to make his move soon.

"Well done." Grindelwald announced, clasping a friendly hand onto his shoulder. Graves made himself smile at him. "You have proved your loyalty. What do you want as your reward?"
"I want..." This was his opportunity, and there was one piece he needed to bring it into play. He couldn't let on as to the reasoning, so he gazed around the room, pausing when he saw Credence who was watching with something close to fear in those stunning dark eyes. "I want to borrow your toy for the night. I want the Moonflower."

Credence's head jerked up, staring at him in shock, but Grindelwald simply smirked.
"You do?" He asked with a chuckle. He let most of his top agents use the boy's mouth, but getting privacy with him, getting him unguarded, was a favour that most of Grindelwald's officers would not dare to ask for. Percival tried not to hold his breath, knowing that this could backfire at any second.

"You can have him." Grindelwald began, and Graves relaxed a little, only to tense as Grindelwald said a few more words. "If you can prove you want him."

I still believe in you Anon.

OP here

Oh god I'm so sorry for not replying before now, things have been so crazy and I haven't been able to get on here, ugh.
This fill. Is. Amazing. Your writing is fantastic, it's so clinical and sexy and wonderfully disturbing as well? The tone is just wonderful, and I love your Grindelwald so much! Poor Percival, omg. I think this is my favourite bit so far somehow:

“Daddy went out to run errands. He told me to look after you, Mummy,” Credence says, like a proud puppy.

Percival swallows his distress. “That – that’s great,” he says, struggling through his words.

That one bit just sums up how immensely fucked up everything is, it's so dry? I love how innocent Credence is, and the conversation about babies, eeee.

Part 1b - ok, this whole thing is srsly hot, omg. Desperate and humiliating and ahhhhh so good. That's the stuff, I love this <3

OP again
I love the clinical creeping dread in this and Percival's kind of surreal revulsion and disbelief with it all so much. The body horror stuff is wonderfully done and sexy yes.
"I’m going to let that one slide, seeing as how the pregnancy might be affecting your mood.”
He trails his hand down the side of Percival’s face and then pats him on the cheek.
“But if you disrespect me again, Percy, I’ll break your legs and keep you as an incubator.”

Did I mention I love your Grindelwald? ;) He's so smug and awful and mock-tender, God. He's thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Daddy says that his and Mummy’s babies will be the strongest wizards ever.”
Oh yes please, Grindelwald producing super-strong babbies with Percival is My Kink Godammit. In this verse I headcanon all Grindy's followers viewing Percival as some kind of Earth Mother meets Ivana Trump figure so they're all magic-knitting babygros for the oncoming super babbies xD

“I love seeing you two get along. Credence. You’re shaping up to be quite a Momma’s boy,” Grindelwald’s voice reaches the room before he’s even there.
“But I think it’s bedtime for you. Don’t you think so, Mummy?”

Grindelwald and Credence are great together, Credence is such a creepy little brat but Grindelwald still makes a much better parent that Mary Lou ever did! I love Percival trying to placate him and trying to toe this ddifficult little line with the pair of them.

Wow. Non-explicit and convenient magical pregnancy. I like the way you think, OP!

I need this too

Grindelwald has captured Graves and intends to bestow the ultimate humiliation on the man he hates so much because he's the one enforcing the laws that he views as so harmful - turn the respected, powerful, authoritative alpha into an omega, fuck him and make him bear his child.

Wizardkind with older family names are more powerful than younger families, orphaned wizards as their power is pooled together as time goes by, a wizard's power is added to the family line when they die etc. So a wizard like Graves or Picquery has additional magic to fall back on besides their inborn magic, which makes them really powerful. If you marry into a more powerful family you get to tap into the family power

The reason why Grindelwald is so obsessed with finding the obscurial? He needs the additional power as he has been cut off from the family power after he went Dark Lord and got disowned.He's been experimenting with forced bonds but the witches/wizards he bonds with tend to die after a while. Forced bonds don't seem to turn out well for the forced wizard.

So cue events of movie, Graves is currently forcibly bonded with Grindelwald, unwillingly supplying him with power while he waltzes around with Graves face. Will he manage to break free before he’s sucked dry?

+ Graves chooses to suicide in a sense by magically breaking off all familial ties. Grindelwald only has Percival inborn power left to feed on, though it’s still a lot

++ Graves is rescued but the bond is still there, MACUSA tries to break it

+++ Grindelwald manages to bond with Credence but it somehow backfires and the obscurial bonds with Graves instead and breaks the bond between Graves & Grindelwald. Credence and Graves are now accidentally married

Credence is Newt's child.

Ok, but listen.

Let's say Credence is younger, 12-14ish and Newt is older 30ish. During the war we know Newt was involved so maybe he met someone or things went wrong and he was forced. Either way he found himself with a tiny baby boy he loved utterly. But muggles caught up with them right after the birth and things went badly, they tried to kill them all and Newt woke up alone, the healers told him his baby was dead since they couldn't see it surviving and didn't want Newt running around looking half dead himself with danger everywhere.

Fast forward and during some visit to a remote village that respects creatures or maybe even some powerful creature itself, reveals that his son is alive.

Newt didn't come to New York to release Frank, he came to find his son.

Happy ending with Credence saved and loved.

Would be ok with a Newt/Graves pairing, Credence getting a happy family. Maybe even Graves was in the war and is Credences father.

Percival finds Credence when he's much younger, he senses Credence's repressed magic and sees the physical abuse on him. Percival takes the boy in and adopts him, raising him and guiding him in the wizarding world. Percival is protective of his son and so tags along when Credence heads to England to attend an alpha/omega matching ceremony.

Newt is a omega that hits off with Credence, liking the quiet alpha. Percival immediately tries to learn everything he can about him, wondering if Newt is too old for his son. Along the way he and Newt fall for each other.

+Credence sees it before them
++He subtly encourages it
++Credence meets a omega and fall in love too, happy ending all around

Okay so a spin on the traditional BDSM prompts. I want Graves (in either role) and another character negotiating a scene. What that scene is I don't really care. Just give me detailed descriptions of things they want to do, immense amounts of UST, and a little voiceplay kink for good measure.

If nonny wants to go on to write the actual scene, go for it. Mostly I just want all of the build up for it. Unf.

What it says on the tin.

So lovely!!!!!!!

I don't care if it's actual piercings or needle play I just need someone's something having metal shoved through it. I would love to see something like maybe a modern Queenie getting a corset piercing done. Or maybe Credence learns to love sharp pains instead of the more triggering things like impact play. (and c'mon Credence's back would be a glorious canvas) Or maybe Newt secretly got his nipples done ages ago in another country and someone is just fascinated and keeps playing with them.

I love this idea too and 'a baby magically popped into existence the day after we had sex' would indeed be awkward to put in a letter and could easily be taken the wrong way by Graves.

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Prompt Post #2

Re: Gramander, Mpreg, misunderstanding, communications fail

Graves/Anyone except Grindelwald Pornstar AU

"I've been so alone" Graves/Credence or Graves + Credence

Tina/Newt - shared interest in original!Graves

Original!Graves/Newt - Missed Wedding

Re: Gramander, Mpreg, misunderstanding, communications fail

Fill: Broken and Kept (Part 7/?)

Gramander, alpha/omega, fluff

Credence/Graves watersports

Re: Grindelwald/Graves, Shaving, Feminization

The Moonflower (Graves/Credence noncon) Part 2

Re: TW:VERY DARK "Just the tip" Any/Credence

Re: FILL: A Sick Nuclear Family - 1b/?

Re: FILL: A Sick Nuclear Family - 2a/?

Re: Gramander, Mpreg, misunderstanding, communications fail

Re: Graves/Grindelwald- Bottom Grindelwald

Grindelwald/Graves, noncon, Grindelwald turns alpha!Graves into an omega

Grindelgraves, forced Magical Bond

Newt is Credence's mum, mpreg, angst, happy ending

Gramander, Alpha Percvial, Omega Newt, courting, misunderstandings

Graves/Any - Negotiations as kink

Any/Credence - Sounding

Re: Gen or any pairing - Drunk!Newt

Any - Piercing Play

Re: Gramander, Mpreg, misunderstanding, communications fail