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


Seeing as we've reached 4,000 comments in Round 1, it's time to make a new one. Same (lack of) rules apply. Gentle reminder to everyone to refrain from posting extremely long prompts, though. While no word limit will be imposed, take note that it is very unlikely for someone to fulfill your prompt if your prompt alone is already several paragraphs long and containing a number of specifications.

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Graves/Newt, Newt is not so innocent

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
We've had a lot of brilliant fics wherein Newt does unintentionally lewd things to arouse Graves, right? Well, what if we had a fic where he pretends to be innocent, except he's actually bending over strategically/making innuendos/sucking on phallic-looking objects/generally being a tease on purpose?

Newt, the Elder Wand

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
After defeating Grindlewald via Swooping Evil, Newt is the unintentional (and unknowing) Master of the Elder Wand.

Firenze/Newt - beastiality (depending on how you view centaurs i suppose)

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
Newt wants to befriend the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest. There's only one way to do so.

(spoiler: He ends up loving that centaur dick)

Re: Newt, the Elder Wand

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
I actually think this is canon and I'm surprised that I'm the only one who thinks this o_o

Newt/Original!Graves: Vampires and Werewolves

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
Newt is the vampire. Graves is the werewolf.

Re: Newt/Original!Graves: Vampires and Werewolves

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
This is what I live for

Wizards' thoughts on bestiality

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
The question posed by the Firenze/Newt subject line got me thinking--how to define bestiality in the magical world? I remember the original FBAWTFT book had an entire section about how one defines "beasts", but is that the only criteria for something being considered bestiality? Is having sex with a non-human being that isn't classified as a beast still bestiality? Is having sex with a transformed werewolf (don't know why you'd want to do that but still) bestiality? What about an animagus? The possibilities are endless.

So! I'd like to see something where Newt somehow gets involved in a conversation in which other wizards are trying to define the exact parameters of magical bestiality, and gets really into it and enthusiastic about the debate. Maybe the topic comes up in conversation as a joke or a thought exercise, and Newt takes it to be an honest discussion and is entirely sincere about it. Maybe there's a piece of his book that was edited out because he addressed the question with inappropriate frankness and thoroughness.

Re: Newt, the Elder Wand

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
I was wondering about that too.

Re: Graves/Newt, Newt is not so innocent

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 10:33 am (UTC)(link)
Damn, excellent prompt to start off round 2! *sets camp*

Re: Firenze/Newt - beastiality (depending on how you view centaurs i suppose)

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
Oh god yes. Tiny, underage Hufflepuff wandering off into the forest? I bet they're all fighting over who gets to take him. Unf.

Re: Newt, the Elder Wand

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 10:38 am (UTC)(link)

Original Percival Graves/Seraphina Picquery, office sex

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
Seraphina might be President of MACUSA and as such technically Graves’ boss, but behind closed doors it’s him who’s in charge and he loves nothing more than to bend Madame President over his desk.

Bonus: Their steamy office sex ends quite fluffy, because it’s not just about sex.

Graves can't look into mirror

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
Grindelwald tortured Graves while wearing his face. Now that he was rescued Graves finds out he can't even look at himself in the mirror without experiencing flashback.

Re: Newt, the Elder Wand

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
I've seen a theory floating around about how Newt is the master of the elder wand which is why Grindelwald will be going after him in the 2nd movie, hence Newt's involvement in the grander scheme of things!

Video Prompt - Theseus & Graves - Disfunctional Best Buds

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 11:20 am (UTC)(link)
Something inspired by this clip please. Because the idea of Percival Graves hung over and screaming at the top of his lungs because Theseus brings out the worst in him is hilarious to me XD

Re: Video Prompt - Theseus & Graves - Disfunctional Best Buds

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 11:21 am (UTC)(link)
As the imbedded video didn't seem to come up, here's the link:

Re: Graves can't look into mirror

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 11:25 am (UTC)(link)
That’s an amazing prompt, Anon! Would love to read this.

Graves/Credence, Grindelwald uses Graves as leverage

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
AU to the end of the movie. When Grindelwald finds out Credence is the obscurial he manages to convince him to come with him. But Credence doesn't fully trust him after his betrayal and finds out he is an impostor. So Grindelwald takes him to see real Graves and threatens to maim/kill him if Credence doesn't do as he wished.

Fill: Graves/Newt Not So Innocent

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Here you go, OP! Hope you like it!


Newt is very observant when the situation calls for it.

This situation definitely calls for it. This is the fourth time Mister Graves had dropped his gaze into Newt's lips. That Newt noticed, anyway.

Newt licks his lips, subtly noting how Mister Graves swallows and licks his own lips in response.

This is... Unexpected. He didn't think he'd ever meet someone who was attracted to him. Much less very openly, like Mister Graves is. He feels giddy, like he does on the back of a hippogriff, flying through the air.

He doesn't expect that a man like Mister Graves would desire him that way. Newt had known, from the very first meeting with the real Mister Graves, that he wanted to climb the man like a tree. He also thought that any overtures from him would be rebuked, and so he hid his desires deep and only let them free in the privacy of his bedroom.

But, he was wrong. In light of this new data... Well. A change of plans is in order.

- -

The next day, he purchases two hotdogs from the street cart that Tina favors. It gives him the excuse of barging into the Auror department, since Tina has been reinstated. Tina is happy to have any reason to take a break from the pile of papers on her desk, and even happier about the hotdogs.

Newt makes sure to angle himself so that Mister Graves would have a good view.

He licks the end of the hotdog slowly, swirling his tongue over the mustard on top. He even gets a bit of it on his upper lip.

"I think this just became my favorite, Tina! I've never tasted it before. It's very juicy, and I love the mustard!" Newt exclaims earnestly, running the tip of his tongue on his upper lip to lick the mustard off. There is a choking sound from the direction of Mister Graves' desk.

"I knew it!" Tina exclaims, oblivious to Newt's machinations, and continues on to how New York hotdogs were far superior to any other hotdogs.

- -

He brings a puffskein to MACUSA. Specifically, he brings it to the Auror department, making sure to do it at the end of the day, when only Mister Graves was left.

He makes sure to stammer (not very hard to do, in all honesty, because Mister Graves has taken off his coat and folded his sleeves back so that his forearms are showing, and damn) through his explanation for the visit.

Then, he withdraws the puffskein from his pocket, acting as though he wanted to show it to Mister Graves in lieu of Tina who had already gone home.

It's effortless to fumble the puffskein, and in a stroke of luck, it rolls under Mister Graves' desk. Mister Graves has his wand out in a flash, ready to Accio it, but Newt stops him with a teeny, tiny lie.

"No! It'll hurt her, Mister Graves! It's alright, I can find her. Don't worry, she won't have gone very far. She'll be right around here, you'll see," Newt says, before dropping to all fours in the act of looking for the ball of fluff. There's a sharp inhale above him.

Newt bites his lip to keep from smiling or laughing or moaning inappropriately. He makes sure to add some extra wriggles to his movements, and glances surreptitiously at the man from under his fringe. From Newt's location, he could only see the lower half of Mister Graves' body anyway. There are too many shadows, but he thinks there's a bulge in Mister Graves' pants.

He can't help but crawl toward it, making sure to keep his head down. Mister Graves shoves his chair back abruptly, and Newt decides he's had enough teasing for the day.

"Aha! There you are, you little bugger!" He says triumphantly, clutching the puffskein in one hand. He straightens up into a kneeling position between the v of Mister Graves' long legs.

When he chances a look at the man's face, Mister Graves' pupils are blown so widely. On second thought, why stop here?

"Here you go, Mister Graves! Isn't it just lovely?" He chirps in the most innocent tone he could muster, before depositing the puffskein on Mister Graves' heaving chest, rubbing his foream lightly on the now-definite bulge on Mister Graves' pants. Accidentally, of course.

Mister Graves lets out a strangled sound, and clears his throat twice before he can form coherent words. "Yes. Lovely. Very... Lovely."

He doesn't glance down to the puffskein even once.

From somewhere in the building, a clock chimes seven times. Mister Graves scrambles out of his seat as if burned, turning away from Newt while grabbing his coat from the back of his chair. He doesn't put it on, and only holds it in front of his pants.

Covering the massive boner he has for Newt. Newt can barely keep from smiling.

"Scamander, it's late. Go home. You can come back tomorrow to show this puffskein to Goldstein," he says, gently grabbing the puffskein from where it had climbed up to his shoulder and giving it back to its owner.

Newt strokes Mister Graves' palm with the tips of his fingers when he picks the offered puffskein up, eliciting a light shudder.

"Alright, I will, Mister Graves. Good night," Newt says, dropping his chin so that he was looking up at Mister Graves from under his lashes. Because he was shy. Not because he was trying and succeeding to seduce the man. Not at all.

Mister Graves nods, ears red. He hurriedly leaves, walking awkwardly.

- -

"Mister Graves, please don't move," Newt announces. Mister Graves freezes in place in the middle of the office as if Newt had actually cast a Petrificus Totalus at him, which suits Newt just fine.

He walks up to the man intently, throwing any concept of personal space away, until they're chest to chest and Newt could feel every breath the man takes.

Newt thought they were somewhat of a height, but up close, the man was in fact a few inches shorter. With the way Newt kept his chin down though, their lips were in perfect alignment for a kiss.

Mister Graves' eyes were glued to Newt's lips as Newt murmured, "There's a billywig in your hair. I'm just going to get it off."

Newt doubts the man even understood what he said. He swipes the billywig off its perch on Mister Graves' slicked back hair, and accidentally meets Tina's gaze. She narrows her eyes at him, and okay, maybe this was a little bold of him. But by Merlin, he's having fun.

- -

Tina drags him to her flat after her shift, staying firm against his excuses.

"Newt, what exactly are you doing?" She starts off.

"Having tea at a friend's house...?" He says, glancing around.

"It looks like you're asking for a sexual harassment lawsuit, that's what you're doing!" Tina declares, crossing her arms tightly across her chest. Her brows are furrowed and her mouth is a flat line.

"Your intuition is astonishing, truly. Perhaps even... Magical?" Newt says with a crooked smile. He's glad to have her as a friend, despite their failed try at a relationship.

"Do you even really like Mister Graves that way? Or are you just teasing? Newt?" Tina asks, and this, this genuine concern she has for people, is something he'll always admire about her.

"Yes, truly," Newt replies. "I'm not just leading him on, Tina. I'd love to have a roll in the hay with him, but eventually I'd also like more. Trust me on that."

"You've never showed it before, so I had to check," she says petulantly. Newt nods.

"It took me some time to notice that he notices me, Tina. I enjoy spending time with him and he listens even when I ramble. And then, I noticed that he keeps looking at my lips..."

"Alright, fine, I believe you," Tina says with a laugh. "I don't want to hear about everything you've done to seduce the man, Scamander!"

"Ah. If you say so," Newt replies.

"Just don't ever have sex in the office. Or if you do, make sure no one catches you. And definitely don't tell me about it!"

"Tell you about what, Teenie?" Queenie's voice drifts from the outside the apartment door. Tina and Newt turn to her in unison, and then--

"You're having sex with Mister Graves?" Queenie squeals in delight, dropping the bag of pastries she brought home from Jacob's bakery.

"Not yet," Newt corrects.


Mister Graves is avoiding him. Oh, not overtly. But he finds some meeting somewhere in the MACUSA building just as Newt steps through the door.

He also makes excuses for not going to their Friday lunches. Newt suspects that he had pushed his luck too much with his billywig stunt. He can't help but droop, like he was a flower that wasn't getting enough water.


Newt turns to the direction of the sharp voice. What's Mister Graves doing here, in this dark alley that Newt randomly stopped on?

"Mister Graves? What are you doing here?"

"Me? Newt, you're the one hanging about 46th Street!" Mister Graves says as he stalks closer, as if Newt knew the significance of every single street in New York.


"Mercy Lewis, Newt," Mister Graves exhales softly, looming closer in a way that has Newt taking hasty steps back until his back hits the nearest wall. "I've been trying to control myself, and here you are, at night, at 46th street, just as I passed by. The universe must be trying to tell me something."

"I don't understand, Mister Graves," Newt says. The man in front of him leans both his arms on the wall beside Newt's head, boxing him in. As if Newt would want to run away.

Mister Graves leans in even closer, and Newt can feel the man's breath on the juncture of his neck and shoulder.

Scenting him. The rush of desire burns through his body and pools in his groin.

"Percival. And of course you don't... You're not from around here," Mister Gr-- Percival whispers in Newt's ear. Newt loses the battle with self-control and moans loudly, wantonly.

"This is where whores sell their wares, and here you are, moaning like one," Percival says darkly. He runs a deft hand down Newt's chest to Newt's erection and rubs it firmly through the fabric. Newt bucks his hips into it with a cry.


"Please what?" Percival asks, stopping the ministrations on Newt's achingly hard cock.

"Please, more! Sir! Mister Graves, Percival, please," Newt begs him, eyes frantically wide, trying to get more friction.

"I like the way you say my name, Newt. However, I don't much fancy taking you here in this dirty alley when my house is two blocks away with a perfectly serviceable bed," Percival says off-handedly, as if his own hardness wasn't poking Newt's hip.

Newt finds the energy to pull the man closer for a rough kiss.

"Excellent idea, let's go," Newt breathes out moments after they break the kiss for air. Percival side-alongs him, too impatient to walk the remaining two blocks.

- -

Newt keeps his promise and doesn't tell Tina. However, the way Newt and Queenie whispered and giggled together on the sofa is enough to clue her in.

On ao3

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
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Re: Fill: Graves/Newt Not So Innocent

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
OP here! Okay. Okay okay okay -- I had no idea this was going to be filled so soon but boy did you just give me the best Christmas present of all time. You know those fics you read wherein you just can't stop smiling as you read 'em, wherein scrolling down kinda hurts because you know you're getting closer and closer to the finish line even though you want the story to never end?

This fic was one of those for me and I am so amazed you created this fabulous piece of art in such a short time frame. I could not stop laughing and I felt so giddy just imagining Newt's antics. Your Newt, I absolutely love him, because he has his own cleverness, let's not forget that and you put it to good use here. When he bought the hotdog I was floored.

I love your Newt so much with his bursts of confidence, and, oh god, "Not yet", he is just perfect. I like to think he and Graves had the filthiest sex possible despite having a clean bed. And maybe they'll end up having quickies in that alley. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much, you absolutely made my day.

Re: Fill: Graves/Newt Not So Innocent

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow. This is the first time ever that someone called a fic that I wrote a piece of art. This is shaping up to be one of my best Christmases ever!

Thank you very much for the awesome prompt, it was my pleasre to fill it!

Newt/any cockblocking creatures

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm amazed that this hasn't been requested yet. Or maybe I missed it. Anyway, I would like to present to you: coitus interruptus due to Newt's needy creatures!

Oh what's that? Newt's giving/receiving a blowjob? But the graphorn baby needs a bath!

Newt's getting rimmed/ eating someone out? Do that later, the occamies are fighting over the last cockroach!

Newt's getting pounded/pounding someone into the mattress? Noooo, Newt, the nundu is crying, it's not depressed, it stepped on a stray nail and you need to get it out!

Or something along those lines. I'm not picky about the pairing.

Re: Newt/any cockblocking creatures

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I had suddenly thought about what would happen if the invisible demiguise came in and starts licking newt's partner's balls like a dog would

Re: Newt/any cockblocking creatures

(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh god boner killer, lol. Unless newt's partner likes it, which is okay too.