fantasticbeasts_kinkmeme ([personal profile] fantasticbeasts_kinkmeme) wrote2016-12-25 04:42 pm
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Prompt Post #2


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Graves/Anyone except Grindelwald Pornstar AU

(Anonymous) 2017-02-13 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Anything where Graves is a pornstar because reasons. Please.

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

(Anonymous) 2017-02-13 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

Tina/Newt - shared interest in original!Graves

(Anonymous) 2017-02-13 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
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!Graves/Newt - Missed Wedding

(Anonymous) 2017-02-13 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

Gramander, alpha/omega, fluff

(Anonymous) 2017-02-13 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
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/Graves watersports

(Anonymous) 2017-02-13 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

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

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
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.

Grindelgraves, forced Magical Bond

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
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

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

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
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.

The Heart Grows Fonder (1/?)

(Anonymous) 2017-04-30 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Since the war Newt had managed to find a great deal of success in caring for creatures in need. He had traveled the world, and found all kinds of fantastic animals, some of which were unstudied by wizard kind. He'd been given a book contract, and he had reams and reams of paper full of information. He might have left school, and found himself alone, but he had moved on, and he had done well. He had found a life for himself.

That was what he told himself when it all got too much, and he curled up in the case placed in the branches of whichever tree he was sheltering in that night. He had done well. He had found a meaningful life. He was alone. But he was alive.

It was only in his dreams that he found himself pulled back to the cell he had spent months locked in, the memory of the soft voice through the bars, the man whose name and face he could never remember thanks to the charms on their prison. The flash of green light which had robbed him of that stranger. The other side, the day when he had lost everything, was one he rarely even dreamed of. The baby that had been ripped from him, when he had been left for dead. And then the healers squeezing his shoulder, telling him that they were sorry.

He fought back tears as memories overtook him, and Pickett clambered up onto his shoulder, nuzzling against his ear. It helped.
"Hey..." He murmured sleepily to the bowtruckle. "You come to look after me have you?"
Pickett squeaked out a response, and Newt smiled up at him.
"You're good at looking after me." He murmured, and he meant every word of it. Pickett, and Dougal, and all the rest of the creatures gave him a reason to live.

Dougal chittered loudly, walking over holding an envelope. Newt paused, and reached out for it.
"Looks like we've got a new adventure!" He enthused, and the creatures that were listening seemed to celebrate. "Now, let me see, who is writing to me?"

He opened the letter and found a note inside which was written in a strange hand. He could read it, but the formation of the letters seemed different somehow. As he looked over the words, he suddenly realised why.
"We hear from the centaurs in the North of your country that you are skilled with creatures. We are faced with a problem that has killed several of our foals. If you help us, we will answer one question." After that, there was an address.

"Looks like I'm being summoned..." Newt said, then turned to his creatures. "Who fancies a trip to Spain?"
There was no response, until the niffler ran past carrying a button. This once, Newt allowed him his stolen treasure.
"My decision then..." He paused. "I've never worked with centaurs before. I say we go." Newt spent a few hours researching centaur etiquette, ensuring that he wasn't going to offend his hosts too greatly within the first hour or so of his arrival. Then he headed to the address that they had given, using portkeys to arrive within the right country, and then using a number of different methods to get to his destination.

He rented a broomstick for the last few miles, and it got him to the forest within a couple of hours. He landed perfectly, shrunk and pocketed his broom, and found himself coming face to face with an arrow. He nodded his head.
"My name is Newt Scamander, and I was summoned here. If I may reach into my pocket, I can show you proof."
The female centaur that was holding the bow nodded, and he pulled out the letter. After a moment she relaxed, sliding the stone-tipped arrow back into its quiver and looking down at him.
"Come with me."

Newt nodded, following close behind as she made her way deeper into the forest. He didn't know where he was, not with any certainty, but he allowed himself to be led. They ended up in a large clearing, where several older centaurs stood side by side. Newt bowed politely to them.
"My name is Newt Scamander, and I was summoned here."
"My name is Icarus." The oldest centaur said, as he stepped forwards. His once black coat was speckled with grey. "We heard from the centaurs of your own nation that you were a stranger amongst humans. One that might be able to assist with our problem."

"What is your problem?" Newt asked, prompting as gently and respectfully as he could.
"Our children are being attacked. There is an acromantula nest in the forest, and we have lived alongside them for years. But now several of their number are falling sick, and they are taking their revenge by killing our foals. There have been three deaths so far, and the foals have been confined to deep within our territory, but we need an end to their sickness so that they cease their attacks. Are you willing to assist us?"

"I will." Newt said quickly. "If I can."
"Then our warriors will guide you. Leona, Mattias, accompany this man into the acromantula territory, and do what you can to prevent him being eaten. He is our children's best hope." With that, the oldest centaurs turned and walked away, leaving Newt alone with the younger two who were to be his guards.

"Thank you for your assistance." He said to them, as politely as he could manage, not wanting them to feel he didn't appreciate all it was that they were doing. They didn't respond, but led him back through the trees, until he found a few strands of webbing from the nearest branches.
"We grow close." Mattias said, shifting his weight. "Do not let them see your fear."
"I'm not afraid." Newt answered honestly. He saw a shadow moving, and picked out the shape of the lead acromantula in the trees. It was a gigantic beast, one that was worthy of great respect.

He bowed down, and looked up at the creature.
"Hello. My name is Newt. I believe I may be able to help with the illness that afflicts you. I mean you no harm."

For a tense few seconds, nothing happened, and then the gigantic spider advanced a few steps towards them, and inclined her head.
"I am infected in my first left leg. If you can heal that, we will consider allowing you and your companions to leave."
"Thank you." Newt answered, and went to examine the creature. He could hear her jaws clicking and was painfully aware of just how easily this could go wrong and lead to his death.

There was some kind of fungus growing through the top joint of her leg, thin blue and white strands wrapped around each other, and as he examined the exoskeleton there he could see that it was think.
"How long has this been happening?"
"It became worse as the ice melted. That's when we were driven to ask those around us for help." The acromantula explained. Newt nodded.
"I suspect that the spores have somehow got into your burrow. Really, you need to either destroy the old burrow or burn it. That should stop new infections. For these, I believe I can formulate some ointment which might help a little, but I'm not able to give you any promises."

For a few moments, the spider didn't respond, and then she nodded.
"As you wish. You return with the ointment before tomorrow morning."

Newt considered protesting about the time constraints that were being placed upon him, but he hoped he would be able to complete the task. He climbed back into his suitcase having thanked the creatures, and one of the centaurs brought him back to the clearing. Newt worked all night, emerging in the morning with a potion that would help the acromantula recover from the illness which had stricken them. He explained the administration of the medicine, and was escorted back.

"What do you wish to ask for?" Icarus asked as he walked forwards. "Do you wish to know how to find fame, or fortune? Do you wish to know your own future? One question is all I will permit, but as a thanks for your assistance, I will answer that one."

Newt hesitated. There were two questions he wanted to know the answer to. He considered, but didn't want to risk getting sent away with neither answer.
"I lost a baby once, and the man I loved, the man I believe to be the baby's father. They are both dead now. Please, tell me where my child is buried, and if you are willing please tell me if the man...if he is near." Newt fell silent after that, waiting to hear himself condemned. He could remember the muggle mob that had pushed him down to the ground, remembered seeing metal flash, remembered his arms being broken before his tiny son was wrenched from his arms. Then the beatings had begun. When he woke up a few hours later, in a London hospital, they had told him his son hadn't made it. Newt hoped he wouldn't hear that his boy was lost again. He wanted a grave to visit, to lay flowers on. He waited in silence for their response.

Icarus had scattered pebbles across the floor, looking at how they were moving in response to Newt's question. After a few minutes in which he kept repeating the same gesture, and the pebbles ended up in the same place, Icarus looked up.
"Your son has no grave." He began, and Newt felt his heart sink.
The centaur smiled after a moment, and Newt wondered if this was a game or a cruel trick.
"After your kindness, let me repay you with some good news. Your son has no grave, because even humankind does not bury the living. And he is still amongst their number."

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Gramander, Alpha Percvial, Omega Newt, courting, misunderstandings

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
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

Graves/Any - Negotiations as kink

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
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.

Any/Credence - Sounding

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
What it says on the tin.

Any - Piercing Play

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
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.

Newt/Credence - 5 times - aroused by pure gestures

(Anonymous) 2017-02-14 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
5 times Credence gets hot and bothered by something Newt innocently does without realising the effect it has on touch-starved emotionally-starved Credence. Things like praises, innocent foot-massage, etc.
Little Credence is sensually and emotionally overwhelmed by the simple yet kind gestures.No one has ever done that for him and Newt is so impressive in his eyes. The latter is not aware of this, of course.

1 time when it is the other way around and Newt realises he is quite troubled by the young man who became his friend.

Fill: Newt/Credence. Take the fever out of me (1/6)

(Anonymous) 2017-03-01 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
i rarely revise what i write for this stuff so forgive me the mess.


It was nothing. Under the half-light of the sun dyeing the sky in the horizon, Credence watched as Newt Scamander turned his head in an attempt to evade the President’s gaze. She was startlingly beautiful, lovely in the manner of old trees with deep roots, and despite the fact they were more or less of a size, Newt seemed smaller, almost, swallowed up by his coat. He wasn’t wearing the scarf, that striped one that made his hair look so fair, and so the movement revealed the long line of his neck, the delicate shadow of his throat. The freckles continued undisturbed, Credence noticed. He wondered if―

Oh, he thought. His hand attempted to close on thin air, and he only realised when his nails dug into the meat of his palm. He hid the hurt hand in the pocket of his trousers. Ma’s last punishment hadn’t healed yet, and he was certain he could feel a drop of blood trickling out from between his fingers. He didn’t want them to see, the―the wizards. He didn’t want them to think he was any stranger than he already was.

“Mr. Scamander,” said the lady President. One of her brows rose in a perfect arc. “We’re risking a great deal with this, as you are no doubt aware. I trust you will behave responsibly, then.”

Mr. Scamander―no, he had said to call him Newt, hadn’t he? And for once Credence wanted to be daring, he wanted―there was no harm in merely thinking it, surely. It wasn’t disrespect. Newt shuffled from foot to foot and ran a hand through his hair, which stood out every which way in an artlessly charming mop.

“I’m very responsible,” said Newt, finally.

The President looked pained. “Go on,” she said, as if resigned. “Off with you. Good luck, Mr. Scamander. I hope we never have a reason to meet again.”

One corner of Newt’s mouth twitched like it wanted to smile. Credence jerked his eyes away. Filthy. He was having filthy thoughts. That was no good. Mr. Scamander―Newt―he was being terribly kind, accepting to put his reputation on the line for someone like Credence: penniless, untalented, appallingly stupid, and… a disaster even when it came to things like magic.

So. He had to be good. It was just a favour, that was all. Mr. Scamander was a good person.

Newt was a good person.

“Well,” said Newt to Credence, who jumped a little because he had been rather determinedly staring off into space. “Well, I guess that’s it, then. We’re free to go.” That little twitch again, as if he wanted to smile. Credence watched him from the corner of his eye as Newt shuffled some more, patting the pocket of his coat―it seemed to move a little after he took his hand away, which made Credence stare―and then rummaging through his pockets. He found what he wanted a moment later: a cookie bagged in delicate yellow paper, tied neatly with a ribbon. “It’s for you,” said Newt, reaching out a bit spastically. Credence waited a beat before he accepted it with his unharmed hand. “From Queenie. Well, actually Jacob made it, only she went and bought it. He’s got a bakery, you see.” Another little twitch. “He’s doing very well.”

Credence stared at the cookie.

“You can eat it,” said Newt helpfully. “If you―unless you don’t like cookies?”

“I like them,” said Credence. His voice sounded strange―but of course, because he’d been screaming and crying in an unsightly heap for ages while Newt attempted to soothe him. He’d been graceless about it, Credence recalled, and yet he more than made up for it with a kind of disarming sincerity.

Was it any wonder, that all those animals… Newt had said he was a magizoologist, that he took care of hurt and lost animals and helped them, and that he was studying them so he could write a book, to help people understand them. The look on his face had brightened with a vivacious intensity that turned him from sort of funny-looking if adorable to absolutely charming. He seemed very invested in it, Mr. Scamander did.

Credence supposed it would be peculiar to voice his wish: he wouldn’t mind being an animal at all, if it meant someone like Mr. Scamander would mind him. If it meant he could go around in the chest pocket of Newt’s coat, because he was kind, and a bit skittish, and brave… and… and Credence…

He took out his hurt hand and then he pulled the tiny ribbon. There was some awkwardness, when Credence didn’t know what to do with it, but Newt rescued him by plucking it out of his hand with an offhand “somebody’ll want to play with it, I expect,” and so Credence removed the paper―it felt achingly thin, enough that a bit of carelessness would tear it, and… he wanted to keep it, just because―and examined the cookie.

It was… non-traditional.

“Jacob made it,” said Newt again, blurting it out like the silence was getting to him.

Credence split the cookie in two―a sharp point―a limb?―dug into his wound, so he kept that part and offered the clean half to Newt, who accepted it with a proper smile: it began in his eyes and then flooded the rest of his face like an underground river.

The sun was warm. They ate.

Credence took a bite and surreptitiously stared at Newt’s bare throat working―and then he remembered himself and, in punishment (because surely Newt would be too kind to do it himself, but it was like Ma always said: bad behaviour deserves punishment), he bit the inside of his cheek until it bled. His whole mouth tasted like copper and this peculiar gentleman had said, “I’ll help you” and tomorrow it would be sunny as well. Just for him. Just for this.

Be good, he thought to himself. Be good, be good, be good… No more filthy thoughts, then. He couldn’t ruin this: it was his last opportunity, as the lady President had said. So he couldn’t mess up. He had to be good.

But he still licked his fingers.

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Graves/Abernathy - humiliation kink, daddy kink

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
The filfhier the better.

Percival/Newt - Misunderstanding, Hurt/Comfort

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Newt and Percival are in a relationship, have been for a while, and they're in love. Newt still goes off on trips when there's a rare creature sighting or a smuggling ring that needs investigated, though.

While he's gone on one of those trips, a misunderstanding results in Percival being told that Newt is dead. Imagine Newt's surprise when he returns from a perfectly normal trip to find Percival deep in grief and packing to go and find out just what happened.

I want some hurt/comfort and fluff and 'thank-merlin-you're-alive', pretty please!

+ bonus points for a marriage proposal- either Percival had been planning to propose and hadn't gotten the courage to do it, or the idea of losing Newt makes him suddenly decide to spontaneously propose.

Re: Percival/Newt - Misunderstanding, Hurt/Comfort

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
This!!! Omg seconded so hard!!

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Credence & All: Credence Protection Squad

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
The Ministry and MACUSA host a ball to help ease over the incident in New York. Credence feels out of place (since he kinda caused it), but the presence of Newt & Company (his real family) makes him feel better, that is until some jerks decide ruin his night. There are still some who see Credence as a monster and some apparently have the audacity to say it to his face. This upsets Credence and pisses his family off.

Newts & friends then team up to make the bully's night miserable. Want to play petty eh? Credence’s family will show them petty.

Newt may or may not have ordered his Niffler to rob the assholes blind and then sent his occamy down one of the tormentors trousers. Newt never heard a man squeal that high before.

Percival is his usual intimidating self, using his experience in interrogation to slowly pick apart the a bully’s ego piece by piece until nothing is left.

Theseus invites a bully to a game, I mean, who can say no to a war hero? The bully is forced to stand against the wall with a bottle on their head so that Theseus can shoot it off with magic. Oops… looks like his aim isn’t what it once was.

Queenie uses mind reading to dig up horrible secrets of one said tormentor and brings it up loud in a conversation, to the point everyone stares… even the Minister of Magic and the President.

Tina skillfully enchants the clothes of said asshat to become invisible for 24 hours. Forcing them to hide for the rest of the night and pray to not be discovered.

Jacob who is catering the event sabotages a jerks food, adding crap tons of awful crap you would never find in food. Giving them the worst indigestion ever.

Re: Credence & All: Credence Protection Squad

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Um, I'm not a mod or anything, but this is 305 words when I checked in a word counter. The 250 words rule is still in effect. The prompt is a good prkmpt, but it's a long wall of text...

RPF Colin/Ezra, miscommunication

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
So you might've seen the Youtube clips of Ezra at SDCC when he sat down at the random piano and performed a ballad version of Rihanna's “Work”. Which, according to, is about a woman who seeks an emotional connection from a man who only seems to want sex. (

So let's have some painful, painful miscommunication and angst.

Any/Any - Soulmates

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"You look familiar, have we dueled before?"

Anything is fine as the sentence is involved as first words. It doesn't matter who says it to whom. A big bonus would be if the person they're said to doesn't really look much like a dueler (whether they are or aren't is another matter)

Re: Any/Any - Soulmates

(Anonymous) 2017-02-15 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Forgot some words...

Anything is fine as long as

[RPF] Colin/Ezra, auto-fellatio, rimming, fingering

(Anonymous) 2017-02-16 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
Years of intense yoga training has increased Colin's flexibility to a point where he's reputedly able suck himself off. In the true spirit of never daring and Irishman to do anything, Ezra challenges Colin to prove it. Which Colin does. Compellingly. So compellingly that Ezra can't help but lend his mouth and fingers to the mix and drive Colin insane with more pleasure while he's suckling his own dick.

Bonus: Colin coming on his own face being the hottest thing Ezra's ever seen.

Percival/Theseus - Height Difference

(Anonymous) 2017-02-17 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Theseus is a bloody tree. 6ft 5 at least.

Percival hates being the shorter one, except for when he's being wrapped up in the other man's arms, then (and only then) he's the perfect size.

Re: Percival/Theseus - Height Difference

(Anonymous) 2017-02-17 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
OMG seconded so harddddd

Credence/Graves, daddy play

(Anonymous) 2017-02-17 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
I need Credence fucking Graves in the ass while calling him daddy and I need Graves telling Credence to promise not to tell mommy.

+ Graves is vocal as fuck
++ Credence loves topping a lot and is overwhelmed with pleasure


(Anonymous) 2017-02-17 10:11 am (UTC)(link)
Newt is rather promiscuous after a break up (long before movie), not that you'd know it considering his behaviour/shyness by day.

Graves + vacation

(Anonymous) 2017-02-17 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
While Grindelwald was taking his place, Graves was just on a nice vacation somewhere with lots of beaches, sunshine and relaxation. He told everyone before he went, but because of his work ethic, everyone thought he was just joking.

Now Graves is back, suntanned and chilled out, and is suitably confused as to why everyone is stunned at his appearance and keeps asking how he got out when he returns to work.

Can be gen, would prefer Graves/Credence if any pairings! Just would love to see confused Graves taking his first vacation in X number of years and coming back to see how badly MACUSA coped without him

Re: Graves + vacation

(Anonymous) 2017-02-28 05:22 am (UTC)(link)

im in love with this prompt


(Anonymous) 2017-02-17 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Newt and Percival meet somewhere and hit it off instantly, spending the night together. The morning after, Newt realises just who Percival is and believing that he'll never be good enough for him, just leaves.
However, Percival was quite happy to find someone who wasn't just interested in him for who he is/his position.

Post movie, after Percival realised just who figured out something was wrong and questions Tina about Newt (blatantly? subtly?). Through her side of things, he figures out why Newt left after their night together. The question is, how does he convince Newt that he's everything Percival ever wanted?

Re: Newt/Original!Graves

(Anonymous) 2017-02-26 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
seconding this so hard!

Re: Newt/Original!Graves

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