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ivorydragoness44 · 2 years
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Percival Graves x Reader: Back to Business
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A/N: After the events of FBAWTFT and FBCG. After Graves was found, received medical attention, and rest, he is finally back working at MACUSA. This is likely about six months of so after finding him.
Also! This can be read with my previous two Percival Graves insert readers.
Warnings: A little angst and fluff?
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“Grindelwald may be the Ministry’s job now, but it is up to all of us to ensure the safety and secrecy of the magical world,” President Seraphina Picquery stated, concluding the day’s meeting. “Let’s get to work,” she said with a final nod.
All present Aurors of the Investigative Team acknowledged in their own ways with nods and other such gestures before continuing on with their duties.
“Mister Graves,” the president turned her attention toward him for a moment. “We’re glad to have you back with us.”
“I’m glad to finally be back, Madame President,” Percival Graves nodded.
She left shortly after, a multitude of responsibilities likely to accomplish before the end of the day.
As the area around the table in the Major Investigation Department emptied out, Graves visibly sighed and turned to you. “Would you mind walking with me to my office?” He asked quietly.
“Not at all, Mister Graves.”
He smiled, and an unheard laugh shook his shoulders for a moment.
The day prior you had made it clear to Percival that you were going to do your best to keep his first day back at MACUSA as normal as possible. Or as close as you could get, knowing the circumstances.
It had been six months since Grindelwald’s disguise as Director Percival Graves had been discovered by Newt Scamander. Since then, Graves had received medical attention and the rest he deserved after nearly a year’s worth of being Grindelwald’s captive.
Nodding toward the exit, together the two of you made your way toward the elevator.
“I can’t believe all that’s happened, even recently in Paris,” you stated quietly.
“It’s dangerous work going after someone like Grindelwald,” his voice firm in knowing first hand.
Reaching the elevator, there was a pause in the conversation as you both waited for it to descend.
Gently, you nudged your hand over to his; your knuckles sliding against the back of his hand. A warmth filled your chest when you felt Percival’s hand press towards yours as well. Just as his index finger wrapped around yours, the elevator came to the Department level, and he pulled away.
As the door to the elevator opened up, he did not make a move until you entered the contraption first. He stepped in closely after you, instructing the elf to the desired floor.
The ride up in the elevator was quiet, the two of you waiting to continue your conversations elsewhere and away from other ears.
When you did exit the elevator, you were closely followed by Graves as you walked side by side to his office. The hallway was rather quiet. The only sound within the vicinity was that of your shoes making contact with the floor.
Reaching Graves’s office, he unlocked it magically, smiling to himself as he opened the door for you. Upon entering, you both seemed to visibly relax from the privacy and being with the other.
“Are you ready to start your less than eventful day back, Mister Graves?”
He chuckled to himself as he sat down behind his desk, taking in the feeling of the furniture under his fingers. “How long is it going to take for you to just call me, Percival here?”
“I’d rather not slip up on my professionalism during work hours.” A small smirk played at your lips as you said so.
“I call you by your first name.”
“You’re also my superior. So you sort of have a—an unwritten authorization to do so.”
He sighed, shaking his head as he did so. A smile still etched on his face.
“Now, back to business, Mister Graves,” you began, pacing slowly along the side of his desk. “Going back to the beginning, roughly. After Grindelwald’s initial capture and arrest, he had managed to persuade Abernathy. Even locked up, magically shielded, guarded, and a list of all other procedures, and he still managed to escape. So—I don’t know what will actually work at this point.”
“Not to mention his transfiguration abilities.”
You paused your pacing, and looked an an uninteresting speck on the floor. “Yes, but from what we heard from the incident in France, I don’t think he is even bothering to hide. That is confidence. That is someone who knows they are powerful and is afraid of no one.”
“He may still transfigure himself to better conceal his identity if he wants to hide out for a while. He’s gathering more followers, he may still be doing so, or is lying low.”
“Where do you think he might’ve headed to next?”
“Anywhere he wants, honestly,” he said, rubbing his temples. “I cannot say. He could be literally anywhere.”
“We know that there are no new reports or sightings, but it’s possible that he could go back to any country that he was in previously. Unless he is going from country to country to attain followers or—prepare—for something.”
“As President Picquery had said, we’ll stay alert. It’s in the Ministry’s hands now.”
“Because of what he did to you, I should just find him myself,” you grumbled offhandedly.
“No,” he said firmly, “under no circumstances will you venture off against Grindelwald. Much less by yourself. He’s far too dangerous.”
You were sure that Graves knew that you were not one-hundred percent serious, but he wanted to acknowledge that he did not approve of such an idea.
He watched as you stepped over to him, reaching out to run your fingers through some of his dark hair. Eyelids drooping closed, he sighed, leaning into your touch.
“We’ll get him. There’s always a way to get a witch or wizard. He has a weakness. We just need to find it,” you stated softly.
“Hopefully sooner than later,” he breathed.
Carefully, he pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist.
Draping your arms around his shoulders, you nudged your nose to his. “I should really be getting to my work, you know.”
“Stay with me for a little longer please,” he whispered, nuzzling your neck and pulling you close to him.
“Of course, Percival.”
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the-dark-ghost · 4 months
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People Like Me Break Beautiful Things
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So, the idea of shipping various versions of McConaughey and Farrell has messed with my head, leaving it even more foolish than usual, hence ridiculous and absurd ideas come to my brain at the speed of lightning.
In researching both of their filmographies, I think I found two people who would work very well together. You know, it's just that cliché of water and fire, Yin and Yang, the old joke of "those who fight, love each other" or "opposites attract. What I mean, in other words, is that these two charming wizards:
Walter Padick and Percival Graves
Would be perfect for a damn ship. Percy, so serious, grumpy, proper, and on the side of good, paired with Walter, cynical, negatively fun, mocking, and entirely unethical... They would make a great duo, lol. Especially when you consider that The Dark Tower and Fantastic Beasts happen in the same place, New York. It's just a matter of transferring the events of one of the two movies to the same era. In my case, I've preferred to move the FB story to a more modern time, 2017 to be exact.
So, here I leave you a little fanfic I wrote a while ago, and it might interest you if you like crossover ships like me and angst:
Percival thought walter was the threat, but no, he wasn't, he wasn't at all.
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An alternative AU in which the events of Fantastic Beasts take place in 2017. A new threat appears and Percival becomes obsessed with stopping it at all costs.
Likewise, Walter really isn't the only thing to deal with. There is a very familiar magician who has escaped in the middle of all the scandal that the man in black has created.
of course, this is part of a series of stories dedicated to my great stupidity for having this pleasure of pairing the two of them which is titled: My Least Favorite Detective (*wink* reference to a phrase from Velcoro in TD *wink* reference to the name of the series itself). There's also my other story: Surely this is it for me.
So you know...it looks like I'll be shipping these two for quite a while, I can't help it.
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psyzook · 1 year
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I love Original Percival Graves so much. He’s like- a very stern intimidating himbo. Definitely a himbo, but the opposite of the stereotypical happy-go-lucky golden retriever type. He’s a emotionally repressed dude who is literally the definition of whump.
I frequently read Newt Scamander/Original Percival Graves fics, and I always absolutely love that they are just- idiots in love. Percival is usually super besotted and smitten in fics and I love that.
I absolutely love how the Fantastic Beasts (movies) fandom circa 2016 saw him and his character and went ‘yup. this dude who went through trauma? he’s our new blorbo.’ Like- bitch I’m new-ish to the fandom and he’s already one of the two comfort characters I have.
My point is, Percy is my babygirl and I love him. Give me more Percival content guys!! I fucking beg of you! I wanna see into his head- I wanna see what makes him tick. I want to examine his whole personality like one of those police profilers. I love him, and I want more content.
I AM LINKING MY PERCIVAL GRAVES SPOTIFY PLAYLIST! MESSAGE ME IF YOU WANT TO ADD A SONG!
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jaskiersbard · 11 months
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Chapter Six: “Iceberg! Right Ahead!”
Hello all! I’m afraid that chapters have been slow because six weeks on from me going to work at camp and thinking "ugh my throat and chest feel scratchy", I'm STILL ill. Today has literally been me going to the doctor first thing, going to the pharmacy to get antibiotics, going to a health clinic for a chest x-ray, and then going home to nap before watching television. I am, in short, VERY sick, which is why I had to take a break writing this chapter because all of last week was me battling sinusitis and a chest infection. I'm still not well at all but I wanted to get this down because, hey ho, I love writing it!
As of the end of this chapter, there's about an hour left of the film to cover - plus deleted scenes and my own additions. I'm hoping this fic will be about ten chapters, but we'll have to see how it goes.
A lot of the first two sections of this chapter are lifted heavily from Jonathan Mayo's book "Titanic: Minute by Minute" - it feels very jumpy and chaotic, and it's for a reason. In the film, the time between Fleet calling out the iceberg warning and the actual impact is something like two minutes - in real life, it was barely forty seconds. The Titanic really did not stand a chance sadly. As I saw it once so adequately described online (on Quora I think - I still have the screenshot of it saved to my phone), "the sinking was a 'perfect storm' (in calm seas) of COCK-UPS" - the crew not being trained on evacuation procedures, the missing binoculars for the look-outs, the lack of lifeboats, the fact the iceberg warnings from other ships were ignored etc.
Potential warnings for this chapter include a man hitting a woman, same man also slut-shaming her, swearing (let Newt/Tina/Theseus/Lally swear, goddammit!), people being idiots, passengers panicking because they've been locked on the lower decks, a very sad Thomas Andrews, and my un-beta'd writing.
The soundtrack that corresponds with the scene(s) at the beginning of this chapter (and the last bit of the one before it) is called "Hard to Starboard" and I highly recommend listening to it (or watching the scene if you haven't already seen the film) to get into the mood!
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worshipcircle01 · 1 year
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UPDATE: How to survive a magical courtship (and adopt dozens of fantastic beast in the process)
Jacob is the voice of reason for Newt and Percival
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barbedbetty · 1 year
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Y’all I can’t find any good smutty fics featuring Colin Farrell.
Soooooo I guess I’ll be writing some.
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Welcome Home 18+ - feat. The Coach from the Gentleman
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abysstrap-ran · 2 years
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❖ Farewell Gift
(Percival Graves x Reader)
Angst warning coming through~
⊹ ˚✩ ━━━━━━━━━━━ ∘◦ ✥ ◦∘ ━━━━━━━━━━━ ✩˚ ⊹
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And now is the part where we say goodbye. 
The soft crackling of the fireplace filled the air as you struggled to finish up the stack of papers you had. 
Paperwork, what a dreadful task it was. 
Left alone to your own devices for the night and had expected it to remain as such, you were surprised when a sudden crack sounded in the otherwise silent area.
"(Y/n.)" A familiar voice called out.
"I wish there was another way around this and that I don't have enough to do this but trust me..." 
A flurry of robes entered your vision as a familiar face stood before you. Percival. 
He seemed rather worn out, as he always was these few days. Although he'd never tell you the reason behind it.
"It's for your own safety. Please understand that this is for the best." He held his hands up, in an attempt to placate you when he dropped the bomb. 
"We'll have to stop seeing each other, this is goodbye."
You looked up at him from the paperwork you had been burning through with wide eyes, unable to process what he had just told you. Or rather, your brain had refused to cooperate with you when faced with emotional turmoil as it came.
"I'll leave for both our sakes and you'll never breathe or hear a word of me ever again." 
You heard the plea in his voice as it shook ever so slightly, hoping that you'd listen to him and let him go without a fight.
Your eyes snapped upwards to meet his brown ones and you could see the storm of emotions he was fighting to keep under wraps. He was trying...Trying to keep things professional. You could tell that much at least.
Percival Graves was a man who could take things as seriously as they came, dealing with them with professionalism, no matter how hard they were on him as a person. He'd just have to deal with the aftermath later when he was alone with no eyes watching his every move as someone of a higher standing. And judging from his clenched fists and the way he had firmly set his jaw, it seemed that the matter on hand at this current moment was something out of his field.
"They've caught wind of us. No one can run from the MACUSA..." 
He looked tired, almost torn that he was being forced to do this when he clearly didn't want to. 
Wizard-Muggle relationships were prohibited and he was clearly running a great risk by being in one despite his position as the head of MACUSA's Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He moved to draw his wand. No use in prolonging the inevitable, after all.
"Percival— Wait! Can't you do anything about this? Bend the rules, anything?"
Dropping the paperwork, you reached out to grasp him but he had already edged backwards, indeed expecting that you'd move to make a grab for him. A sad smile laid upon his lips as he slowly shook his head. 
"You know I can't do that, (y/n)." 
A dry lump formed in your throat as the reality of his words sunk in. 
"Is it...Really over for us now?" Your voice started wavering as you trembled.
You knew that you had to let go of him before the MACUSA sent people to erase your memories now that they knew. Of magic. Of their world. Of him. You stifle a sob at the thought of forgetting, despite knowing that it was something you couldn't do anything against.
Strong arms wrapped around you as you were pulled flush into his warm embrace, a soft blue scarf winding around your shoulders. 
"This will be the last. I'm sorry." 
He nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent for a final time, committing it to memory. You had a few moments more before you felt the cold tip of a wand touching your temple. A choked sob ripped itself from your lips and he breathed. 
"Shh... It'll all be over in a moment." 
Sounding equally pained, he quietly muttered the spell before apparating away with a muted crack and a faint whisper of his last words.
"I love you (y/n). And here now, is where we part..." "Obliviate."
It took a while before your eyelids fluttered open once more to face the world.
A flash of white light was all you remembered, along with a scarf that fell neatly around your shoulders. 
Blue...you found it to be a nostalgic color for some reason. You didn't really have any preferences when it came to colors...But why...Why did it bring with it such a feeling of emptiness? Something tugged faintly at the back of your mind, nagging at you but a white haze blocked it off before you could react.
You reached up to touch the scarf, it was soft and smooth, almost finery. Must have been expensive...You couldn't possibly have afforded something so exquisite. And it smelled like sandalwood, something that unexpectedly brought tears springing to your eyes, leaving you confused for a moment.
Why? Why were you shedding tears? And why were you feeling as if a part of you had been ripped away?
What was this feeling of loss? This deep, dark empty hole that ached and groaned?
A tear slid down your cheek before you quietly shook your head, dismissing it all as a mere delusion and returning back to your work. Perhaps it was an emotional day at work, you never knew.
...For ignorance was bliss...
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afrenchaugurey · 1 year
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And Tina is entering the game. Not that the scene is important but I'm just happy to write her again, it's been a while.
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Why did the subway have to be so crowded ? Why did people have to push others under the trains ? Folks were tightly packed against each other in the metallic box of the carriage, lined up, without any tiny space available between them. The only thing that allowed her to breathe freely was her height, she was tall enough to make her head poke above the human sea. But that didn’t change the fact that she was stuck, the wagon was stopped, and she couldn’t do anything. She couldn’t help, neither to find the suspect nor to practice first aid measures on the victim. She even didn’t know exactly where the incident had happened. She hated to feel helpless. She couldn’t hope to go out of the wagon and run until her destination. No, she was underground, between two stations, in a can full of humans, overheated and overpopulated. And she was late. She was terribly late. For her first day. If her coworker hadn’t been late herself that morning, recruit Goldstein would have already been on her bench, finishing her goblet of coffee, ready to take notes, waiting for her professor’s arrival … in ten minutes. Graves was going to kill her. Or she would have to suffer a never ending sermont. He had her enter the program after all, and she was already letting him down. And someone was probably dead. P-E-R-F-E-C-T.
Tina was seeing the seconds run on the wagon’s clock, as so many grains of sand that brought her closer to the inevitable sanction. She nervously ran her hand in her hair, still unaccustomed to itsr new length, still unaccustomedto her new bobbed hairstyle. Queenie had made the cut the day before. “A new haircut for a new life, Tina” she had said. 
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lils-in-space · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Original Percival Graves/Newt Scamander Characters: Original Percival Graves, Newt Scamander, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Theseus Scamander, Albus Dumbledore, Gellert Grindelwald, Seraphina Picquery Additional Tags: underage is a no-no, they will get together when he is far past the age of consent, SO, as a result, Slow Burn, j.k. rowling needs to give me more info about ilvermorny, Alternate Universe - Ilvermorny, America, the land of liberal wizards, but also the super conservative ones, Mild Hurt/Comfort, percival is a magical Doctorate student, Carte Blanche, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, i believe in a diverse wizarding america, because by that time there were enough immigrants to have distinct minority groups, unbeta-d so please don't read this expecting quality, no beta we die like men, in Pericval's POV mostly Summary:
There’s a new transfer student at Ilvermorny.
(In which, instead of getting expelled at the beginning of his sixth year, Newt Scamander is sent to America, to attend Ilvermorny.)
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weirdfishy · 1 year
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pls help me find a fbawtft fic
aaaaaaggghhjhhh i’m trying to find this fbawtft fic where Newt was captain of a dragon riding corps during the war and is like this legend-ized “Captain Artemis” (?? i think) and he puts it all behind him and just goes with his magizoologist stuff AND THEN when he’s in New York he gets a letter/invitation to a ball for the corps/his recognition and like the Goldsteins know and it takes a bit to get him to go but He Does and when he’s there a dragon crashes the party but i think it was his old riding dragon? and maybe Percival finds out that Newt is this legendary dragon rider and i think they get together or it’s hinted at but like apparently Newt hd saved Graves’ life during the war but Graves didn’t know the face bc the riders wore masks
the point is, if you have the link or know what the title is and where to find it PLEASE tell me, it’s one of my ABSOLUTE FAVORITES and i’d love to give it a reread bc i’ve just gotten back into reading dragon-rider! Newt fics and i can’t find it in my ao3 bookmarks and i’m still combing thru search results
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roguepen · 1 year
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Family Tree Thingy Part Two
Family trees are going to be important in the next section so I’m going to post more of this. The Ainsley side of the family is next.
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Rebekah Graves is the Parselmouth ancestor, she had seven daughters and I imagine that the trait is generally recessive unless one keeps marrying cousins and actively works on it within the family through teaching, but that can be dangerous when one is already regarded with suspicion. If not, it will generally show up every few generations. 
Eloise Graves served as an Auror, apprenticing under a cousin. She talked Beau Arnaud, a fellow Auror, into taking her last name by offering to duel him. She won. She repeated what she called ‘The Makepeace Compromise’ and named their firstborn son Arnaud in exchange.
Arnaud Graves married a young heiress named Audrey Reeve whose father had come to America to start a factory, mass producing dragon scale gloves and other magical textiles. She was a very doted upon young woman who used her massive inheritance to become a philanthropist, investor and supporter of various social causes. Her husband continued his work as an Auror out of a sense of pride and obligation, her money ensured the continued upkeep of the Byrgen House and that their decedents would have comfortable lives due to her skill in investment and money management. Arnaud eventually left the Aurors to help his father-in-law with the business. 
Arnaud’s nephew Martin Graves, began the acclaimed business Graves by Graves, boasting a funeral home, crematorium, graveyard and general. mortician services. They also offer family discounts to other Graves family members. The business is now beginning its fourth generation, Martin is still active in its management.
Marcus Graves served with distinction as an Auror, the twelve year age difference between the two meant that they were not traditionally close, but he always admired Percival as a kind of mentor. Marcus had a fairly normal, quiet life, acting as an Auror Chief for the state of New York. His wife Melva, was a secretary for a local law office. Their fraternal twins, Atticus and Armista, were a real surprise for this quiet pair. 
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He had it comin' - GhostIsReading - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]
Harry will never forget the scent of Polyjuice potion, so when he smells it on the breath of a man he takes action
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fouralignments · 9 months
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Well I just found out that people hate me.
It was because of my Magnus the MUGGLE-BORN fic.
People did not see me tags nor did they read the damn fic. Or maybe they did and it's a bunch of racists.
Yeah I saw that...First your a god damn lovely person. Fuck those racists.
I know there's a intellectual quote somewhere on this site stating that fandom and the creation of fanart, fanfiction, and fan creations is a way to take back the power from corporations and billionaires, de-commodify storytelling and returning it back to a communal roots. Don't get me wrong, we should undoubtedly fight for shorter copyright b/c right now its the author's life + 70 years; its bad for creativity, but also creates more inequality. (See more here)
I think one of ways is to write fanfiction that 'fixes' cannon. You should feel proud of your own work. Its a 91,838 word way to say It's one of the biggest fuck you Rowling that I can think of.
I must confess, I do read Newt Scamander/Percival Graves BDSM smut, its some of the hottest, queerest shit I've ever read on this side of the internet. Another fuck you to the TERF Rowling,
Also taking those tropes that Who should not be named, because come on its incredibly derivative (like come on, magic schools: The Worst Witch, Discworld, The Once and Future King, etc. theses tropes existed before her make it queer as fuck and trans inclusive.
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In addition, it will give new books for the younger generation to fall in love with that act as alternatives to the Harry Potter series, thus diminish her power.
I just hoped I helped!
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worshipcircle01 · 1 year
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NEW FIC: How to survive a magical courtship (and adopt dozens of fantastic beast in the process)
The wonderful @silverynight allow me to write the POV of Percival Graves from her fic: "How to get along with your boss (and accidentally seduce him in the process)" (here for those of you who haven't read it: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11423601/chapters/25594209). So the credit is totally hers as my thanks for this opportunity.
What more can I say?
Enjoy ;)
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Stats de ship : Original Percival Graves/Newt Scamander (27/07/2023)
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Pas assez de fanfictions sur ao3 pour faire un graphique
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blueberrypancakesworld · 10 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/ria-coolgirl/720309005020446720/fruit-emoji-ask-game-for-fic-writers
🍍🫐 for the fruit asks
Hello my dear @ria-coolgirl I'm finally happy to answer something like this (I find this very cool because followers learn more about you and your stuff and I I just like that)
Pineapple : So AU first what I like. I like alternative universes where everything is darker, bloodier and full of fear and pain. I don't know why but like making kids/youth series darker and a big what if we just throw in a couple of guns, vampires and monsters and see what it's like. (I already did that with die wilden kerle (the wild soccer bunch), a German children's series where I just threw in weapons, a what if after the fifth film there was something else and a bit of gayness and violence (and it went down really well and mayn liked it which made me really happy). What I also like for alternate universes is when you put two different fandoms together (can be just one fandom) and (characters have to harmonise well and it has to be well written) and maybe send them to a different time than the one they are in. But not in a ,,Oh my god where are we" way, but that it has always been set in that time.
But what I don't like at all is that I haven't read anything good for it, for example harry potter but without magic or you take away the skin feature and just make it normal like school life or something that I just find kind of boring.
One thing I don't like in fanfiction in general (everyone can read whatever they want, I just don't click on it and look for something else) is A/B/O or Omegaverse. I just don't like it at all which is not least due to the fact that this au (if you can call it that) disturbed me in the mha fandom (but I am also (luckily) not in the mha fandom which scares me and I found the manga boring). I don't know this whole heatwave and knots and male pregnancy thing is not mine and I don't like it (maybe I hate it more than a little bit but seriously everyone can read what they want)
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Blueberry : So coming to the blueberry I'll just list a few fandoms
The Adventures of Tintin : Tintin and Sakharine I know there are a few things about the 2011 film on ao3. But I think they both have so much potential, especially in the darker obessions area which I just love. This cat and mouse game between the two and how Skaharine actually wants to get rid of Tintin only to have him for himself - I like the concept a lot.
House of the Dragon : A shipping I have only read a one-shot for is Otto Hightower and Viserys Targaryen. I know it sounds weird but I like to think that maybe they had a bit of a thing together (like Rhaenyra and Alicent) and that broke up for whatever reason. I like to imagine that it is more than just greed for the throne that drives otto and not perhaps revenge that Viserys has turned away from him.
Horror fandoms : So in a little thing of its own a shipping which is a crossover ship. Daniel Matthews from Saw and Quentin from the Nightmare on Elm Street remake. I wrote a one-shot for them and I think they have so much potential. Trauma bonding and angst and just fluff for the two of them together.
Disney : Another crossover ship but that is due to disney crossovers amvs on youtube. Dimitri from Anastasia and Jim from the treasure planet. The two have become my favourite crossover ship simply because of the videos and I just like it.
Fantastic beast and where to find them movie 3 : Anton Vogel and Helmut my sweet german boys. I know that they have I think like zero interactions but me and a friend of mine just love them together in a obsesssive you are mine I'm your way. I also have writen a Four-Shot as my own au (where Anton and Helmut are together, Helmut was a soldier and an ex prostitute and got into buisenss with Anton. Also Percival Graves lives and is together with Credence)
Apart from that, I think that's it for now. I know it's kind of small, but I can't really think of that many at once. I hope it was interesting anyway :)
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