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I need a Game of Thrones version of Fantastic Beasts, with Graves being a male-version of Sansa and Grindelwald as a n actually intelligent and powerful version of Joffrey.

Seconded!

Hello OP,
I wrote a minifill to another prompt yesterday, and I think it actually matches your prompt pretty well, too. The self-harm is only implied, but the idea is the same. Here's the link if you're interested: http://fantasticbeasts-kinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/1184.html?thread=1399456#cmt1399456
Sorry for the self-promotion, haha. I was just surprised to see a prompt similar to the one I filled already.

Grindelwald never rapes anyone. It's much too easy. He likes it when people submit to him. Usually, it's easy. He lavished attention on them, whispers about how he's foreseen a relationship with them, and the person eventually gives Grindelwald whatever he wants. When he decides he wants his captive, the President's right hand man on his knees for him, Grindelwald's sure it'll be simple. Only Graves laughs in his face and shows no sign of relenting over time. Determined, Grindelwald decided to work at seducing the director, as long and as hard as it takes.

2 possible prompts here, really, either:

- Percival had an awful experience with a magical creature when he was younger and so resultingly made sure to stay as far away from them as he could in the future because he always freezes up. its a BIG issue because he knows Newt's WHOLE JOB is magical creatures, but he can't help falling for the guy, so when they start dating and Newt eventually brings him into the case Percival is terrified but Newt is so comforting and slow-going and eventually he gets to be not so terrified. he's still wary, especially with the more dangerous creatures in the case, but he can let Dougal climb all over him and not freeze up & can even pick up the Occamies sometimes now

- Percival isn't necessarily afraid of "all magical creatures", just the ones in Newt's case - because he's under the impression that they recognize 'His Face' as 'Grindelwald, AKA the person who hurt mummy' and will therefore go after him if they see him. this fear is either a) exacerbated when Newt finally manages to coax him into the case and one of the creatures DOES act violently towards him (for reasons COMPLETELY unrelated to what he thinks it is) or b) proven fairly unfounded when Newt finally manages to coax him into the case and all the creatures are super welcoming (because he smells like Newt lol)

BASICALLY Percival not being comfortable around/being scared of the beasts and Newt (and the beasts) helping him get over this fear

+1 I'm all about Grindelwald trying to get with Graves consensually

yes!

Hey OP,
I wrote something for you, hope you like it! I tried to do the non-sexual hypnosis thing, though that's probably not quite what you had in mind, haha.
(Queenie's injuries are meant to be rather serious, but they aren't explicitly described, so personally I don't feel a warning is necessary)

The building came apart around them with a terrible sound, like a giant’s groan, or a landfall, or- Queenie didn’t know, and honestly, it’s not like she had ever met a giant or witnessed a landfall, so those similes probably weren’t her own. It was tricky, trickier even than usual, to try and separate her thoughts from others’, when she was desperately trying not to be flattened under the falling debris.

Floorboards screeched and gave way under her feet. What little focus Queenie managed to scrounge up together in order to maintain her Protego faltered, and the shimmering shield around her disappeared with a little popping sound, utterly lost in the cacophony of collapsing building. She fell through the floor; a large segment of the ceiling followed, and-

She had lost some time, Queenie thought, when she came back to her senses. Her back hurt, something unbearably sharp was digging under her left shoulder blade, her neck was bent at a painful angle, her legs… She couldn’t feel her legs, couldn’t feel anything below waist at all, and-

panic fear where is she it all happened so quickly he had to find her had to find her is she alright is she alright what if she isn’t

Queenie clenched her teeth and willed her mind to order.

“Newt,” she croaked, painfully, through dust-filled throat. “Newt.”

“Queenie? Oh, Queenie, thank Merlin, you’re alive, I managed to take cover under a sturdier section of that wall but I lost sight of you, I thought you- Oh. Oh, dear. Queenie.”

“What is it?” She hissed, tried to raise her head enough to take a look herself, but everything hurt so much. She caught a briefest glimpse in Newt’s mind – so much blood twisted so terribly oh no oh no – before the man wrenched his thoughts away from it with surprising skill. What she did see left her cold all over, and shaking uncontrollably.

“Queenie, dear…” Newt put his hand on her hair, stroked it uncertainly. “I sent a Patronus to Tina. Help will be here shortly, you’ll be alright, I promise – everything will be fine.”

“You can’t promise that,” she muttered shakily. She glimpsed several images in Newt’s mind, some older, some newer, all of them a little heartbreaking – a chained Thunderbird, an Occamy crying over a robbed nest, a wounded Demiguise, a dying Graphorn…

And now, she.

“I’m going to die, aren’t I? I’m totally going to die,” Queenie was barely aware of speaking aloud. “Dammit, there was so much more stuff I wanted to do. What a terrible time to die. Can you please tell Jacob I love him very much? He doesn’t even remember me, but I still- I love him so much- And Teenie, tell her to-“

“Queenie. Sh-h-h.” Newt resumed stroking her hair, his movements much more certain this time. “You are not going to die. We will get you out of here, mediwizards will help you get better, and you will tell Jacob and Tina everything you want them to know yourself. You will be fine. And of course Jacob remembers you – you come by his bakery almost every day, you’re his favorite customer by now. He may not remember everything, but he certainly remembers you.”

Queenie gave a little watery chuckle. It sparked sudden burst of pain somewhere in her ribcage, and she whimpered. She really, really didn’t want to day today. Panic was building inside of her, steady and inevitable.

“Dear… Oh, dear Queenie.” She heard Newt shuffle even closer, put one hand on her shoulder while still keeping the other on her hair. “Can you try to concentrate on my thoughts, please? Don’t think about anything else. Just read my mind.”

She did that, grateful for the distraction. She reached out, touched Newt’s consciousness with her own, more firmly than she usually did, and-

There was grass under her feet, and cool breeze on her shoulders, and an endless, summer-washed field around her.

Queenie blinked, and took a deep breath. The air smelled sweetly of grass, and flowers, and something vaguely animalistic she couldn’t readily identify.

“Oh, wow,” she said aloud. Turning around, she saw Newt standing next to her, smiling bashfully. “That’s… You can replay your memories in so much detail without a Pensieve? That’s, that’s really very impressive. Like, really!” She could make out the finest texture on the grass and on Newt’s coat – a different one from his usual blue one. “How are you doing it?”

“Ah…” Newt rubbed his neck shyly. “I think I’m… Occluding, but with your mind inside the Occlumency shield rather than on the outside? Something like that, anyway. But I’m doing it very carefully, you are most definitely not trapped here – you can return any time you feel like. Um. I hope that’s alright? I didn’t know how else to help you.”

“Huh. Yeah, I guess that makes sense… And, I most definitely don’t mind. This place is much nicer to wait for help to arrive.” Queenie shuddered slightly. Away from the pain, she could think clearly again, and the distraction was most definitely very welcome. She really, really didn’t want to die, but panicking won’t help her at all. “What is this place, anyway?”

“This is my mother’s Hippogriff farm. I haven’t visited for a couple of years now, it has probably changed quite a bit,” Newt commented, looking wistful, before shaking his head and giving Queenie a bright smile. “Do you want to come meet the Hippogriffs? They’re very friendly, you’ll love them, I’m sure.”

“I’m sure I will,” Queenie agreed. As they walked, a thought occurred to her. “Hey, you must be really good at Occlumency to manage something like that. But I never had any trouble reading your thoughts – um, that is, I mean, I do try not to invade your privacy and all that, but it’s not always easy for me. And I’m pretty sure I never felt any shields on your mind before. How come?”

“Ah, well.” Newt shrugged, looking a bit awkward. “I could put up some shields, but they’re always such a hassle to maintain, and anyway, you must be used to knowing all sort of embarrassing things about everyone, right? And I don’t really have anything to hide from you, we’re friends, after all, aren’t we?”

They were approaching a herd of magnificent winged beasts, and Queenie smiled softly.

“Yeah. We are.”

I need a fix-it fic where Tina never outright attacks Mary Lou and instead decides to talk with Credence directly, on the sly, similar to Grindelgraves but 100% for his sake and safety. She tries to convince him to come with her, tells him "my sister and I won't mind taking you in, I promise you", and he believes her, he really does, and he WANTS to leave, but he can't just leave his sisters like that, and eventually, yeah, it happens: Tina and Credence make a plan, Tina and Queenie come to pick them up in the middle of the night, Credence Chastity and Modesty all leave the church with all their things, and they all return to the Goldsteins' (and Tina may or may not come back the next early morning to obliviate Mary Lou & tell her her kids are off at some boarding school somewhere, or with a relative far away, to keep her and the other Second Salemers from getting suspicious). The Goldsteins live on practically the other side of town, in a magical district, so the possibility of the kids getting recognized is slim to none. Tina doesn't technically HAVE to tell her boss about her personal life, muggles or no, so MACUSA never really finds out she's adopted them. She and Queenie find out Credence is an Obscurus BEFORE it bubbles over and helps him train so he can let his magic flow better. And all's well that ends well and all that! Because I need a happy family fix-it fic! Haha!

Oh, man, this is such crack. Not exactly incest but certainly plenty of mentions of it. I'm very sorry about this.

" - your brother?" said the Auror currently cornering Newt by the pillar in the corner. He really was far too close, his hand on Newt's arm, his breath stinking of alcohol, and Newt really was regretting even being dragged into this function. He'd been nodding absently for the last ten minutes, trying to escape. "You're twins, right?"

"Er," Newt said awkwardly, shrinking into himself, "I-if you wouldn't mind, maybe some - some space - "

"Newt, love," Theseus said, very suddenly right there beside him, slinging an arm around Newt's shoulders as he literally crowded the other Auror back. Theseus was pink-cheeked, with the glint in his eyes that meant he was being even more of a Gryffindor than usual. Newt still couldn't help his smile when Theseus grinned at him, bumping his chin against Newt's shoulder. "You've been hiding, haven't you? Who's your friend?"

Newt opened his mouth, closed it. The Auror said, pompously, "Ed Richards," and stuck out his hand, which Theseus took, shaking it a little too vigorously. The man's eyes flicked between them, something rapacious in his expression. "And you're Theseus Scamander, aren't you?"

"That's me," Theseus said. When Newt looked, his smile was a little dangerous, and Newt sighed and elbowed him gently in the ribs. Theseus glanced at him, eyes softening, and tilted his head in a clear question. Newt shook his head. "I see you've already met my lovely brother."

"He's, uh, been telling me all about you too," Richards said. Theseus's eyebrows crept up his forehead.

"Newt?" he said dubiously. "And what in Merlin's name has he been telling you?"

"Well, you know, boys will be boys and all," said Richards, shifting on his feet, his face suddenly red. "A-as much as it is amazing to meet you."

Theseus slanted a glance towards Newt as Newt frantically tried to search his memory for anything Richards had said for the past twenty minutes, half of which he'd spent slowly herding Newt back into a corner of the room. He'd been thinking of the baby Graphorn, Newt remembered, but Richards' voice had just been a drone in the background of his head. He hoped his expression showed something of the sort because Theseus peered at Richards in the way that meant Legilimency, and then, suddenly, smiled.

"Ah," said Theseus, voice sly, "those things. Twins, you know." He leant into Newt from behind, and Newt slid him a suspicious look as Theseus's mouth brushed his ear. "Play along," Theseus whispered, so close Newt could feel it, and Newt struggled to make his expression something other than confused as Theseus said, louder, "Newt, you shouldn't be sharing such details with strangers."

"Details," Newt repeated, a little blankly, worried by the mischief in Theseus's grin. "Theseus - "

"But you'll make it up to me, won't you?" Theseus said, pitching his voice lower, intimate. Newt could feel his face warming despite himself - what was Theseus doing? "Tonight?"

As Theseus gazed at him expectantly, Newt said hesitantly, "Y-yes?"

"Grand," said Theseus, his thumb sliding along Newt's jaw, and he'd gotten rather close. Newt was starting to wonder what, exactly, that Auror Richards had been thinking. "I hope you don't mind if I steal my little brother away, Richards?" Newt glanced at Richards, who was red-faced when he nodded.

Newt's fingers were digging into Theseus's wrist by the time he managed to pull them away, and Newt hissed, "What was that?" as he dragged Theseus toward the nearby wall. "Theseus, honestly - "

"That man," Theseus said, looking smug, "is going to tell everyone in this room about us. Newt," he added, eyes wide, "we could get one over Percy. We could get one over Seraphina Picquery! She's here, too, you know? Imagine if she told the Minister."

"And you think they'll just - believe you?" Newt said, taking a step forward. "This isn't Hogwarts, Theseus, they all have some sense, I hope - "

"They'll believe me if you keep that up," Theseus said, grinning slyly, and Newt abruptly realised he'd somehow crowded Theseus up against the wall. He quickly took a step back, ducking his head and surreptitiously glancing around the room. "Oh, come on, Newt, it's just a bit of fun. You know I adore you."

Newt looked at Theseus's face, a mirror of his own but for the lives they'd lived. Theseus had his best pleading expression on, and Newt felt himself relent. "Oh, fine," Newt sighed. "You'll do it anyway, won't you?"

"You know me so well," Theseus said, and then, smirking, leant forward to press his face in the crook of Newt's neck, where he sighed. "Just imagine their faces," he said dreamily.

"Somehow," Newt said, "I don't think you'll have to imagine."

And Theseus managed to keep it up all night. At least now, Newt knew the reason for the looks he kept getting, nothing like the former which-Scamander-is-that checks that always had people moving on. Indeed, he was suddenly absurdly popular, even when Theseus wasn't hanging off his arm, and he was just finished expanding on the horrors of animal trafficking when the woman he was talking to said, "I heard - I don't mean - but you and, and Theseus - isn't it, illegal?"

"Oh," Newt said, desperately, "er, well, magical twins, you know."

Then, the rumour apparently swirling around was that these things weren't so taboo, back on the continent. Theseus had slid a hand from Newt's lower back down to his arse when carting him away and in retaliation, Newt had leant forward and bitten gently on Theseus's ear; "You cheat," Theseus said, with a near full-body shiver, and Newt had ducked his head and smiled. "Do you even know what they're saying about us Brits now? It's not fun if they think everyone's fine with it."

"You can be convincing," Newt said insincerely, and Theseus ducked his head and muffled his laugh into Newt's shoulder.

"Just watch it, you," he threatened, and stepped up his game.

This apparently involved holding Newt's hand, leaning in like he was tired and occasionally interjecting whatever conversation they were having with asides to Newt that were, well, completely terrible; to "You don't see each other very often?" Theseus said with all appearance of sincerity, "No, and even if they say the heart grows fonder - sometimes I just want to tie Newt to the bed and never let him go."

"Theseus," Newt protested, and when Theseus turned to him with wide, bright eyes Newt said, "You know I'd stay, if - if you wanted me to."

Theseus's mouth twitched; Newt gave himself a mental point. "I couldn't force you," he said intently, "I know how much your work means to you."

And so it went. To Percival Graves, who looked precisely like Grindelwald masquerading as Percival Graves, Theseus said, " - and this is my lovely little brother, Newt. He saved you from that business earlier this year, didn't he?"

"I didn't do much - " Newt started, but Graves, watching them with an oddly bemused expression, nodded.

"Yes, a... magizoologist, wasn't it?"

"That's right," said Theseus, and his arm was already around Newt's waist but Newt was pulled closer, anyway. Theseus smiled at him, eyes softening. "Newt's a deft hand with all sorts of magical creatures. And with me, too," he added like an afterthought.

"Theseus!" Newt exclaimed, and hid his warming face in Theseus's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, he's shy," Theseus explained, his hand on the back of Newt's neck, rubbing soothingly. Newt's fingers on his hip tightened to the point where he hoped Theseus came away with bruises. "Sometimes it just gets too much for him, you know? But he's absolutely perfect."

"Not as perfect as you," Newt said, with a straight face and glistening eyes, and Theseus sighed and pressed their foreheads together for a long moment. Newt struggled not to smile when Theseus winked.

Graves's expression was opaque. Newt couldn't interpret it at all, but Theseus said, "Newt, love, could you get me a drink?" as he reluctantly detached himself from Newt's side. "I really think Percy and I should chat."

Tina caught Newt by the champagne fountain, looking stunned; "Newt," she said, "you're not really - "

"Oh," Newt said, "you mean Theseus?"

"It's a joke, isn't it?"

Newt looked at her for a moment, suddenly aware that he could probably ruin Theseus's whole inane plot by sharing a little truth. But, well... "Theseus just," Newt started, a little frustratedly, "I know he's joking, but it doesn't feel like it, you know?"

"Oh," Tina said, relief dawning on her face. "So you're not - "

"He's always saying he needs to take care of me," Newt said, like he didn't hear her. "Like - like I'm not good at caring?" He ducked his head, peering at Tina through his eyelashes. "He always came to me, you know, and he always gets into scrapes and has responsibilities and he said it was nice, to come home and - and be taken care of, to have me help him. But - do you think he didn't mean it?"

"Um," Tina said, her eyes wide. "I, um - "

Newt made his expression fall. "Oh, I'm sorry, Tina, I didn't mean - "

"No, no, it's - it's fine," Tina said, looking immensely awkward but rallying with fervour. "Perhaps he just wanted to seem more responsible? He is um, older than you."

Newt looked over at Theseus, who glanced at him and smiled brightly; Newt found himself smiling, absurdly fond, back. "I suppose," he said, as though regretful. "Thank you. He has been mentioning ropes a lot lately; maybe he needs some punishment, too."

When Newt returned to Theseus Graves was gone, and Theseus said, "I have never seen that man so surprised in my life," before he took a look at Newt's expression. "Newt, my love, what in Merlin's name did you do?"

"You started it," Newt reminded him, then tangled his fingers in Theseus's hair and pulled him down for a chaste press of lips. Theseus watched him for a moment after, eyes narrowed, and Newt raised his eyebrows and gave him his best innocent face as he dropped his hands back to his sides. "Didn't you want to see the President's face?"

"I do," Theseus said, "but after that? Oh, it's on."

It probably wasn't Newt's wisest decision to get into a war with Theseus, but, Newt thought, after seeing Theseus's expression he felt like he'd already won.

This was adorable, a really beautiful and tender moment despite the horror of the injury, and it really is touching that it is that place that he remembers above all others for something like this

THIS IS PERFECT. I AM DEAD.

All I want is alpha!Tina and omega!Newt deciding to mate/getting it on, but with a/b/o biology, so like alpha Tina has a girl penis while omega Newt has a boypussy.

Graves undercover as a male prostitute to expose a wizard trafficking ring but he runs into Grindelwald instead. Of course, Grindelwald knows exactly who he is.

+ Graves enjoys it after a while

This was amazing. I loved the tension in it, how Newt was confused about how far Theseus was taking the joke, but you still managed to make it incredibly funny. Kudos.

This sounds great! Especially the shippy variation, I love polyfic.

Seconded!

Graves is really, really good with wandless magic. He abuses this fact by driving Newt crazy during a long, boring meeting, making him feel like he's getting sucked off and/or fucked until he comes in his pants, all while having to hide it from the other aurors in the room.

+++ Newt is usually vocal during sex, so watching him try to hold back his moans just makes Percival more relentless
+++++ After the meeting Newt is still so open and stretched from the magic that Percival just pulls him into an empty room and fucks him against the wall

OP

Holy hell that was shamefully hot. Percival getting wrecked is one of my favorites, and you did it so marvelously well. The descriptions at the end in particular got me, how it all culminated into Percival's distress. You did a wonderful job of breaking the poor guy. Thank you so much for taking the time to write this!

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YES, PLEASE <3

Thirding enthusiastically.

Aww, matchmaking Theseus ftw.

Mmmmm, yessss. Especially with Graves as the rescuer for once.

This was hilarious and endearing - I love how they each forced the other to amp his game, but played along in the end. Well done, author.

OP:

OMG This is just - I can't - so beautiful - (strangled screaming) oh Nonny Author you the the absolute fucking best!!!! <3 <3 <3

They're dynamic is just awesome!! And the dialogue, oh wow ;)

This is just too hilarious, I probably looked like a lunatic while I was reading this on the bus lol

Once again, thank you so much for filling this!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!! :D

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Prompt Post #2

Graves/Grindelwald, Picquery, others- A Game of Thrones, GOT au

Re: Graves/Grindelwald - Please, angst, hc noncon

Re: TW: Self-harm, Graves tries to mutilate himself

Graves / Grindelwald - Pickup Lines

Newt/Percival, Percival is scared of the beasts

Re: Graves / Grindelwald - Pickup Lines

Re: Graves/Grindelwald - Please, angst, hc noncon

Fill: gen, Newt & Queenie, untitled

GEN, Tina & Queenie adopt the Barebone kids

[Fill] Magical Twins - Newt&Theseus, incest play

Re: Fill: gen, Newt & Queenie, untitled

Re: [Fill] Magical Twins - Newt&Theseus, incest play

Alpha!Tina/Omega!Newt, a/b/o biology

Grindelwald/Graves - Disguised, Dubcon

Re: [Fill] Magical Twins - Newt&Theseus, incest play

Re: OT6 (Newt/Tina/Jacob/Queenie/Percival/Credence) or gen family fic, domestic fluff yo

Re: Grindelwald/Graves - Disguised, Dubcon

Graves/Newt - Getting off in public

Re: Fill: Graves/Grindelwald, Graves is a prude (TW: Non-Con)

Re: Graves/Any, Graves is secretly a dorky sweetheart.

Re: James Bond 007 AU: Real Percival and Newt

Re: Newt/Graves ABO

Re: Theseus/Newt (one-sided) + Graves - Creeper!Theseus (optional Graves/Newt)

Re: [Fill] Magical Twins - Newt&Theseus, incest play

Re: [Fill] Magical Twins - Newt&Theseus, incest play