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eveneechan · 4 years
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Day 6 FB Week 2019 (Deleted Scenes) - "Croissant"
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This is an old WIP but finally i can managed to finishing this 5 pages comic base on the famous deleted croissant scene :"D
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katisfania · 4 years
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Day 7: Holiday/Festival
 The big six having a new year's party! i don't know if i did the theme correctly but whatever i love how it turned out!
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laciefuyu · 4 years
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FB Week 2019: 
Day 1:  Song (Hurts like Hell by Fleurie)
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elisha-am · 4 years
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#FBWeek2019  Day 1: Songs 
 I Hope This Gets To You - The Daylights 
 "I've been searching for a couple words, that could grow wings and fly like birds."
 "Just imagine the world a little smaller tonight."
 "And I hope this, I hope this gets to you, to you" 
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magscherer · 4 years
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FB Week Day 1: "Song"!
And yes, "Colors of the Wind" fits perfectly.
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aethelar · 4 years
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FB week day 1: Song
I see the moon, the moon sees me
Graves isn’t afraid of the dark after Grindelwald. He does his time in hospital, he takes his potions and he balances on crutches while he learns to walk again, and he’s not afraid of the dark.
It’s pointless. Nightmares don’t need shadows to hide in.
After the hospital is the rehabilitation, the endless stretches and exercises, diet plans that don’t put his weight on fast enough and pain relievers that never quite take away the ache in his left knee. And beyond that is the paperwork, the training, the new recruits that Grindelwald hired but Graves himself never assessed, the cases to go over that Grindelwald closed and Graves stubbornly reopens until he’s sure everything is done right.
He hides in his office and hates when people don’t dare come in to see him. He scowls into his coffee and hates when people come to check on him. He invents meetings when people corner him and makes his limping escape with his pulse thundering in his ears. He doesn’t want to talk to them. He doesn’t want to be left alone. He doesn’t know what he wants and he’s too tired to decide.
His office is too big, too quiet, and, when he works late and refuses to make the journey home, too dark. He stays because his house is bigger, quieter, darker, and because there’s too much to do, he says, to justify going home.
He sleeps, when he has to, curled on a cushioning charm behind his desk. The window is closed but the curtains are open, and on nights when the moon doesn’t shine Graves pulls his coat on tighter and brews his coffee stronger and ignores the sticky dryness in his eyes. He glares at the papers on his desk and the letters swim. He adds another lumos to the collection clustered at the ceiling and squints, willing his tired brain to make sense of acquisitions and budget report and fluctuating rate of repeat offenders.
At half past two, he gives up. It’s too dark to sleep and his lumos only lasts as long as he’s awake. Most of MACUSA has no-maj lights that can shine without anyone to power them but Grindelwald was old fashioned and reconfigured Graves’ office to run on candles and magic. Besides, the no-maj lights in the other rooms are harsh, neon-tinged white light that stabs needles into Graves’ over-tired brain. It’s a relief to step out into the cold, the orange glow of streetlights filtering down through a damp mist of rain.
He takes a moment to stand in it. Eyes closed, head tipped back, fingers growing numb around his rapidly cooling mug. The rain soaks into his hair, running in rivulets under his scarf, and he allows himself to pretend, for a minute, that the moon is shining and he isn’t afraid.
There’d been no moon with Grindelwald.
There’d been no streetlights either, nor wet hair curling around his ears, nor empty roads lined with silent cars. Graves shakes himself; he’s cold, and tired, but there’s work to do and he’s just taking a break to clear his head. Maudlin thoughts can wait. The hospital gave him a clean bill of health, dwelling on what happened achieves nothing. He’s fine. He’ll take his walk and his break and go back to the office after and it’ll be fine.
He’s so focused on telling himself this that he doesn’t notice where his feet take him. Foot. He doesn’t notice where his foot and his prosthetic take him, not until he’s standing on the edge of central park and frowning into the trees.
There are no lights in central park.
He hesitates, but remember, remember that he’s not afraid of the dark and he’s not afraid to prove it because he’s fine, remember -
He resettles his grip on the mug he’s carrying and strides in. The streetlights disappear behind him and the trees crowd in close, sheltering him from the worst of the rain. He keeps walking.
... down through the leaves of the old oak tree...
The singing is soft, quiet; it lilts like a lullaby and Graves can’t tell where in the trees it’s coming from. It doesn’t matter. He knows where he’s going. The ground is damp underfoot, leaves slipping on wet grass, and the branches reach out and snag the trailing edge of his scarf. Graves ignores them; he can see, now, the faint glow coming from the clearing up ahead.
“Newt,” he says when he reaches him, and Newt’s singing stops. In his arms, the marmite grumbles, glowing tentacles resettling around Newt’s shoulders as it pulls him closer.
Newt smiles. “Hey,” he says, equally quiet. “Bad night?”
The ground is damp. It’s raining, though the branches above are keeping the worst of it off, even in the clearing. There’s no moon and outside the circle around Newt, the trees are dark.
Graves sinks to the floor next to him and feels himself finally relax. “Couldn’t sleep,” he says hoarsely. He holds the mug out. “I brought you tea.”
Newt takes it with a pleased him, lifting his arm and leaning back so Graves can rest against him. With his eyes closed, Graves doesn’t need to pretend that moon is shining. There’d been no Newt with Grindelwald. There are no nightmares with Newt.
The marmite trills an impatient demand and Newt smooths a hand through Graves’ hair and resumes his song.
... please, let the light that shines on me, shine on the one I love.
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hidetheteaspoons · 4 years
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“Mr. Scamander will see you now.” 
Fantastic Beasts Week Day 5 - Crossover with Fifty Shades of Grey 
This is my first time making anything like this…I hope it doesn’t totally suck? 
Thanks @newsalamandertina for the inspiration!
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You Matter To Me
Day 1 of FB Week 2019! I hope you enjoy!
“I just want you to be happy, Tina. You matter to me, and I will do whatever I can to show that to you.”
Tina has a very bad day. Thankfully, Newt is there to make her smile again.
Read the story on AO3 here!
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forwen · 4 years
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Day 2 #FBWeek2019
TV Tropes: Sibling Team
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alexa-crowe · 4 years
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Day One of Fantastic Beasts Week: Songs
Fantastic Beasts Week Playlist on Spotify
The list goes Name - Artist - Album/Movie (if applicable): Why they’re on the list. I’ve linked the site Genius in the name part; it has the lyrics for all the songs.
Come Back...Be Here - Taylor Swift - Red: This song is very Newtina. It’s about Taylor [Tina] falling in love with someone [Newt] who leaves for London. She only realizes that she loves them once they’re gone, and sings about how she felt a connection to this person even though they barely knew each other. She sings about how she wants this person to stay with her instead of leaving and laments how she can’t change her past decisions (or indecision) that led to them being separated. Taylor sings about how being apart is “falling in love in the cruelest way” because it’s falling for this person “while [they] are worlds away.” She sings about how she just can’t seem to get them off her mind.
I’ll Never Love Again - Lady Gaga, Bradley Cooper - A Star Is Born: This song inspired my piece of fanfiction I’ll Never Love Again (Now That You’re Gone). This song is so powerful -- Lady Gaga (as Ally) is singing about how she will never love again because she lost the love of her life. (BTW I’ve never seen A Star Is Born, so bear with me.) She sings about how she would’ve done almost anything to keep them alive, and how she’ll never give her heart away to “another stranger.” (That line is what made me think of Newtina.) Gaga sings about how their love took her by surprise and how the world moves forwards while she is stuck with heartbreak and sadness. She sings about how she never wants to fall in love again because it will never be what she wants, what she remembers love being like. She sings about how she doesn’t “want to know another kiss ... unless they are [her lover’s] lips.” She sings about never letting another day begin or letting the sunlight in.
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Do You Want To Build a Snowman? - Kristen Bell, Agatha Lee Monn, Katie Lopez - Frozen: This song makes me think of Tina and Queenie a lot. Anna [Queenie] is very lonely and just wants the company of her sister Elsa [Tina], but the elder has put so much pressure on herself to be everyone’s perfect vision of her that she has ignored her sister as a consequence. Anna goes to talk to Elsa after their parents' funeral, begging her sister to talk to her. She sings: “[Tina]? Please, I know you’re in there / People are asking where you’ve been / They say have courage, and I’m trying to, I’m right out here for you / Just let me in / We only have each other / It’s just you and me / What are we gonna do? / Do you wanna build a snowman...?” @bleissu​
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Love Is An Open Door - Kristen Bell, Santino Fontana - Frozen: This song feels very Jaqueenie, but then you get to the lyrics, “I mean it’s crazy! / What?! / We finish each other’s -- / Sandwiches! / That’s what I was gonna say!” and all I can think about is if it were “salamanders” instead of sandwiches... TOTALLY NEWTINA!
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Waving Through A Window - Ben Platt, Original Broadway Cast of Dear Evan Hansen - Dear Evan Hansen: “Learning to slam on the break” sounds like all the main FB characters. Not joking. This entire song oozes the mentality of the FB characters!
Paint Me - Joey Richter, Rachael Soglin - Firebringer: Okay, this song makes me think of Newt and Tina because he TOTALLY has drawings of Tina all around the office he definitely has in their house, like, FIGHT ME! SKSKSKSKSK okay don’t actually but he totally sketched Tina with their first kid when they first came home, like, I -- I will not accept anything else. That image is too cute!
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captainnorastern · 4 years
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FBWeek. Day 5 - Crossover
- Have you seen my owl? - I have. But it’s not what it seems.
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eveneechan · 4 years
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Day 1 FB Week 2019 (Song: Misguided Ghost - Paramore): "Goodbye, Sister"
It's anniversary week event of Fantastic Beasts! I decide to made all of my FB Week submission about the Goldstein sisters: Tina and Queenie.
First day's theme is Song. I choose Misguided Ghost by Paramore. It supposedly a heartwarming song, but it terribly became Angst in my hand 🤣
The lyrics somehow really fit with Goldstein sisters' storyline from Queenie's perspective uwu
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katisfania · 4 years
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 Day 6: Deleted Scene
 I need the full scene to be released <3
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treagus · 4 years
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Have some Granny Teenie! Long-haired Tina is such a thing for me... I bet Newt would love it. 💕
The sketch doesn't look much like the reference, but I still love this drawing.
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elisha-am · 4 years
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#FBWeek2019  Day 3: Canon Divergence
What if Jacob heard Queenie called his name, and they turned back to find her in CoG?
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magscherer · 4 years
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FB Week Day 5: "Crossover"
Grindelwald and the Night King meet! Grindy still thinks his new ally lacks in sass and style tho, so they're stopping by a tailor before conquering the world together.
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