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Sorry for being MIA for so long! But I come bearing good news: I passed the Bar! 🍾
Excited to be more active again in the other aspects of my life!
#mads mikkelsen#hannibal#hannibal lecter#hannigram#indiana jones and the dial of destiny#danish#doctor strange#indiana jones#marvel#galen erso#bar exam#california#lawyer#film#film festival#pusher#life goals#gellert grindleward#crimes of grindlewald#fantastic beasts#another round
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Another Age
Pairing: Hermione Granger x Draco Malfoy
Authors note: This is just a short part I wrote, but I'm thinking of turning it into a longer story? Let me know if you like it and if you would like more parts!
Summary: Hermione Granger is forced back in time to the first wizarding war, and finds herself in a few predicaments she never thought she would.
Hermione watched helplessly as the dark forces surrounded her. Black figures moved impeccably fast through the air, the tang of dark magic burning her nostrils as she greedily inhaled a breath.
She widened her stance: feet planted firmly on the ground, wand raised steadily, face drawn into a hard expression. If she was going to die, she was going to go down fighting. Memories flashed through her mind as quickly as a flash of lightning and the grip on her wand grew tighter. She would not let all of those memories be wasted on achieving nothing.
The figures circled high above, diving down, again and again, to make contact with the soldiers on the ground. High-pitched screams filled with pure terror and pain rung through her ears. She watched as the sky began to fill with smoke and the air smelled of burnt flesh, rotting corpses, and the unmistakable tang of death.
Green light flashed from the end of her wand, the lethal curse leaving her lips before she had the chance to blink. Three dark figures fell instantaneously and a wicked smile graced her porcelain features.
She distantly heard the fight between Dumbledore and Grindelwald. The effects were earth-shattering, shaking the very ground they stood on and invoking a new form of punishment on the world. Blood ties were not meant to be broken; lovers were not meant to be enemies; evil was not meant to win against good.
Hermione had a split-second awareness to shield and move out of the way of the swirl that collapsed the building behind her in seconds. The rumblings of fallen stone and debris sent a shudder through her body and dirt caked her already torn clothes.
She could do this.
She sprinted across the field, taking down soldier after soldier. They fell one by one on top of another, but there were too many for her to take all at once. She briefly thought of a spell she knew that could take down everyone around them, but that would include the Aurors from MACUSA and the ministry, and herself.
She found herself asking if the lives of a few innocents were worth the lives of millions. Could she force herself to sacrifice herself and her fellow Aurors to save the world and rid it of evil? She wasn’t sure if it was pure stupidity or the dark magic that had begun to bloom in her veins that made her even consider it.
Five figures surrounded her and she blinked back into the present. She recognized the one with short blonde hair, her wand trembling in her hand as she held it against her. Queenie.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Her voice was more lethal, deeper, and more tantalizing than she remembered. It had been affected by war and months of killing others, losing her sanity in the process.
No one responded though sneers adorned their faces as they all silently agreed that they did, in fact, want to partake in this.
“Very well, see you in Hell.”
Red flamed from the end of her wand as she cast a crucio to the one on her left and blocked a disarming charm from the one on her right. She sidestepped a bombarda and cast conjunctivitis in retaliation. Their screams made a lovely melody as they clawed at their deformed eyes.
Fiendfyre was beginning to encompass them, burning several Aurors and soldiers to the ground in the process. She cast a quick extinguishing charm around her to block the effect and swiveled to fire another crucio at an oncoming soldier.
Hermione turned back to face Queenie. The witch shuddered and took a step backward, her wand still trembling in her hands as she faced the brightest witch of another age. Hermione cast an everte statum and watched as the blonde landed on her back, sharp bits of rubble digging into her precious skin.
“You could have done great things. You could have been remembered on the right side of the war, and instead, you chose to fall victim to a few broken promises in the wake of love.”
She snarled the words menacingly, watching terror and anger fill the girl's eyes.
“If you had been in my position, you would have done the same!”
“I have been in your position, and I could tell you I wouldn’t have! I would have sacrificed my life and wants in order to protect everyone else. I am willingly doing it now! There is not a single object or person that could convince me to side with evil for my own personal gain!”
She felt her heart begin to flutter and tears well in her eyes. There was a time when she imagined a simple life that had everything she wanted. There hadn’t been time to imagine those things for quite a while, and she supposed she would never get another chance to.
“You don’t understand, I love him!”
“I understand perfectly.” Hermione raised her wand, the tip growing green yet again. Her words were forming on her lips, but before she could utter them fully, she was hit square in the chest with a crucio. Her throat became raw from the screaming and her body twitched and convulsed in unnatural angles.
She had the vague sense of a large form hovering over her body, hissing began to surround her. She figured someone had sent the snakes after her and she was going to die of venomous poisoning at any moment, should they decide she deserved a quick and painless death.
The hissing stopped. All of the noise, the crashing, the burning, the scream, stopped. The smell of burning bodies and tangible magic ceased the burning in her lungs. The world stopped spinning, and in its wake, a dark force emerged.
From the edge of her vision, she saw white blonde hair peeking over the top of black clothing, which sat atop a massive black figure. Even from a distance, she knew what was approaching. The world began to spin again and the battles resumed. There was the unmistakable feeling of slimy scales curling around her legs and a flick of a forked tongue against her ribs.
She managed the strength to lift her head and saw Nagini curling around her feet, striking at the soldiers surrounding her. She looked left to find the dark dragon continuing its descent, fire slipping from its jaws and the heat reaching her even across the great distance.
Hermione ground her teeth together and forced her body to move, the crucio having ended when Nagini struck her attacker with quick rage. Her body protested as she moved into a kneeling position and the muscles in her arm screamed as she raised her wand again.
She felt the rush of air as wings flapped above her and fire began to spread. She matched the deaths from the beast with her own string of curses, wands flying and soldiers collapsing. Queenie had made an escape and was lost amongst the flood of soldiers making their way to the beast.
Hermione locked eyes with the figure atop the dragon and smirked. Grey eyes met hers, and a shudder of pride racked through her sore body as she turned back to face the incoming calvary. With both of their wands raised and a beast at each of their sides, they began to purge the world of sins.
#hermione x draco#hermione granger fanfiction#draco malfoy x hermione granger#draco malfoy fanfiction#harry potter fic#Harry Potter#crimes of grindlewald#albus dumbledore#nagini#dramione#dramione fanfic
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Im back!!!
My ideas are back and it feels amazing and I just had to write a Grindledore fanfic 😁😁😁😁
#fanfic#albus dumbledore#fantastic beasts#albus x gellert#grindledore#harry potter#gellert grindleward#crimes of grindlewald#secrets of dumbledore
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Doodles from a shared canvas on Magma, Ft FB2 and Gow ocs
#the newby art#oc#the layers#layer 11#layer wanda#wanda grindelwald#gellert grindelwald#art#doodle#digital art#helg odinson#god of war oc#gow ragnarok#gow#god of war#fantastic beasts#crimes of grindlewald
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memes for the hp fanfic i will never finish
#harry potter#moony wormtail padfoot and prongs#bellatrix lestrange#lestrange family#black family#sirius orion black#gellert grindelwald#crimes of grindlewald#narcissa malfoy#draco malfoy#hermione granger#lucius malfoy
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#they magneto and charles but wizard#fuck jkr i hate her#but i do still enjoy these movies#fantastic beasts#fantastic beasts the crimes of grindelwald#fantastic beasts and where to find them#fbawtft#fbtcog#fbtsod#grindledore#grindelwald x dumbledore#gellert grindlewald#jude law#jamie campbell bower#johnny depp#mads mikkelsen#albus dumbledore#memes#fantastic beasts memes#gellert x albus#gellert grindelwald#i really don't know how tf to spell grindelwald#gay#lgbt#lgbtq+#queer#mlm#achillean#grindeldore
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Omg your newt scamander fics are amazing!! Literally amazing! I was wondering if you could write one when the reader and newt are cuddling and he brushes her thighs (sweet affection nothing sexual) but discovers the reader had sensitive thighs. She’s embarrassed but he thinks it’s cute! ❤️🩹
Sensitivity - Newt Scamander
A/N: Hi! I’m glad you like my Newt writings! I hope this turned out alright. Sorry it’s so short.
It was getting late in the night and you were exhausted beyond belief. You had spent the day running errands and doing chores while Newt worked on his book and took care of his creatures. By the time you and Newt finished eating dinner, you were ready for bed. Except you hadn’t really seen Newt that much today, so you opted for sitting with him on the couch while he finished up on some writing.
Your legs were draped over Newt’s lap as you leaned your head against his shoulder. You watched Newt as he scribbled notes onto a scrap piece of parchment. He used his magic to hold open a book in front of him, occasionally flipping the page for him to continue reading and taking notes.
Eventually your eyes started to droop closed and you began drifting in and out of sleep. The weight of Newt’s arms resting on your legs was oddly comforting, lulling you even deeper into sleep. That is, until Newt innocently began lightly tracing his fingers across your thighs. He didn’t think anything of it, just assuming it’d be a comforting gesture. But then you jerked your legs back and squealed, scooting away from your lover.
“I-I’m sorry,” Newt quickly apologized. “I didn’t mean anything by it, I swear!”
Your face was a bright shade of red as you tried to avoid Newt’s apologetic eyes. “No, you’re alright.”
Newt tilted his head with slight confusion. “Then what’s wrong?”
Your face grew even redder as you stuttered out, “M-my thighs a-are sensitive.” Your voice faded out at the end.
Newt could see how embarrassed you were, but he thought it was so cute. He wasn’t sure how he didn’t notice this tarot of your’s sooner. “Don’t be embarrassed, N/N,” he laughed lightly, pulling you back over to him and draping your legs over his lap again. “I think it’s cute. Now get some rest.” Newt pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “You look exhausted.
#comfort#newt scamander comfort#newt drabble#newt scamander x reader comfort#newt scamander#newt#fantastic beast the secrets of dumbledore#fantastic beasts the crimes of grindlewald#fantastic beasts#fantastic beasts and where to find them
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Can someone please give a play by play of the third Fantastic Beasts movie? I don't wanna watch it cuz of J.K.R and how they cut Depp
But I really wanna know how the story continues after CoG, I wanna understand the more recent fics instead of re reading my favorites lol
#newt scamander#fantastic beasts#i just realized i don't even know the title of the third one??#tina goldstein#jacob kowalski#queenie goldstein#albus dumbledore#gellert grindelwald#credence barebone#fantastic beasts and where to find them#fantastic beasts crimes of grindlewald
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Gellert grindlewald actors in harry potter and fantastic beasts
in the first fantastic beasts film grindlewald use polyjuice potion to disguise himself as Percival Graves played by Colin Farrell
in the 2nd film an american actor johnny depp played Gellert grindlewald
in the 3rd film Johnny depp got fired and was replaced by Madds Mikkelson who plays hannibal lecture in the tv series
A young grindlewald is played by Jamie Campbell Bower in harry potter and the deathly hallows part 1 who is now famous for playing henry creel/ vecna in stranger things
grindlwald as an old man is played by british actor michael bryne in harry potter and the deathly hallows part 1
#colin farrell#johnny depp#mads mikkelsen#jaime campbell bower#gellert grindelwald#fantastic beasts and where to find them#fantastic beasts the crimes of grindlewald#fantastic beasts the secrets of dumbledore#harry potter and the deathly hallows
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A Stranger with a Familiar Face | Chapter One: To Start Anew
Stars Series | A Stranger with a Familiar Face
It was a gray day in Paris, rain threatening emptily to fall from the dreary clouds. He’d hoped for the sweet smell of fresh rain on the pavement, the dainty fragrance of flowers the market nearby was selling, or, most fittingly, the intoxicating scent of freshly baked bread - but all that met his nose was garbage and dirty gutters. It, surprisingly, had him missing New York, and Gellert Grindelwald was quite certain that nothing would make him miss New York.
With a sigh that went unnoticed by his Acolytes, Grindelwald glanced pensively around the street Rosier had recommended. The neighborhood, centrally located in the Boulevard Haussmann Les Grand Magasins De Paris, was wealthy enough to impress Purebloods interested in the cause, yet unimportant enough to remain under the radar. Blood thirsty as she was, Vinda Rosier was proving to be a valuable asset.
Sauntering down the mildly busy street, the hungry eyes of his Acolytes watched him, patiently awaiting his decision. The man took his time, reveling in his returned power, reveling in being in his own skin once more. After such a significant drawback in America, Grindelwald was finally feeling like his former self, finally feeling like he was back on track. His heterochromatic, all-knowing eyes settled on a particularly fine house in the middle of the lane, and he gently tilted the end of his cane towards it. His Acolytes descended on it like a pack of wolves.
As if conjured, a hearse drawn by two black horses turned the corner, drove coachmanless down the cobbled street, and settled in front of the chosen apartment. Grindelwald stood alone beside it, watching the street, waiting patiently. Two green flashes came from the windows above. Not a soul looked up.
Grindelwald hardly stirred as the door reopened. Nagel and Krafft emerged, each holding one end of a sleek black coffin, Krall and MacDuff following along with a second. He watched on with hardly a trace of emotion on his face, not daring to show any pleasure in the Muggles’ deaths. This was a necessary evil. The hearse continued down the street, and Grindelwald led his followers back inside the now vacant apartment.
“Yes,” Grindelwald mused, walking from room to room in surveyance. The couple had been well off - old money, most likely - and their home would be very enticing to Purebloods, once they de-Muggled it. “This will be suitable after a thorough cleanse.” His eyes traveled to each of his companions as they made themselves comfortable in the apartment. They settled on Nagel, who stood at attention as their gazes met. “I want you to go to the circus now,” he ordered gently, stepping closer to the dark-skinned man. “Give my note to Credence, begin his journey.”
Nagel nodded, leaving the apartment. Thoughts of Credence Barebone replace his presence.
“When we’ve won,” started Rosier, filling the unsettled silence and pulling Grindelwald from his calculative thoughts, “they’ll flee cities in the millions. They’ve had their time.”
“We don’t say such things out loud,” Grindelwald quickly intervened, stopping the supportive smirks before they got out of hand. Their supremacy was a dangerous ideology, one that could easily turn potential allies against them. “We want only freedom,” he preached. “Freedom to be ourselves.”
Rosier watched him with a pensive respect. “To annihilate non-wizards,” she added.
“Not all of them, not all,” he assured, his eyes finding Abernathy’s for a moment. “We’re not merciless.”
The American wizard was the only one among them that was not Pureblood - in fact, he was quite the opposite. Born to two No-Majes in Upstate New York, Ulric Abernathy had always been torn between two worlds. While more easily accepted into Wizarding society than most other places, namely Britain, Muggleborns in America faced their own challenges set in place by MACUSA’s strict secrecy laws - once they are old enough to control their magic, all trace of magic is erased from their non-magical family’s memory. Since he was eleven, Ulric has had to juggle two separate identities, hiding the biggest part of him from those who had raised him. The assurance of his family’s safety had been the biggest factor in convincing him to join the cause.
Grindelwald’s gaze flitted back to the others, easily picking up on the air of confusion surrounding the Purebloods. “The beast of burden will always be necessary,” he concluded, and all parties looked satisfied.
A soft cooing close at hand caused everyone in the room to stiffen. The Acolytes tried not to catch their leader’s eye, fearing punishment for not having cleared the apartment completely, but Grindelwald looked only towards the closed door at the far end of the room - a nursery.
He felt an all too familiar prickling on his skin, as though struck with a sudden chill, and though they did not know it, he would not be punishing any of his careless Acolytes. It seemed as though they had stumbled into a happy accident, though Grindelwald wondered if it was an accident at all. He took a deep breath as he started towards the room, preparing for the moment of judgment he knew to come.
The child made not a sound as Grindelwald gently pushed open the door. Carrow, a woman more prejudiced towards Muggles and Muggleborns than anyone else in the room, followed closely, poorly hiding the excited look in her eyes. She knew that if Grindelwald decided to do away with this spawn of dirt, he would turn to her, and she would oblige all too gladly. She felt her confidence growing as the child looked up at her fearfully.
But yet, as Grindelwald crouched before the young boy, the hardly-year-old child looked into his mismatched eyes with nothing but curiosity. Everyone in the room held their breath.
Grindelwald watched the boy for a long time, attempting to manipulate his abilities as a seer to look into this boy’s future, though he knew that’s not how his abilities worked. Surely there was something, he told himself. He would not have gotten that chill if there was not. He would not have chosen this home.
The child’s wide blue eyes stared back into the man’s heterochromatic eyes, and slowly, gradually, his left eye, only his left, darkened from a soft blue to a dark, dark brown, mirroring the man before him. A grin broke out on Grindelwald’s face.
“He is a wizard,” Grindelwald announced, rising.
Carrow’s smile fell into a sneer, and she pulled out her wand as if she’d been ordered. “Then he is a Mudblood,” she hissed, sizing up the child, “and he deserves to die.”
From the back of the group, Abernathy lunged forward, MacDuff’s reflexive grip on his wrist being the only thing that kept the Muggleborn from drawing his wand. Carrow cowered slightly in shock. She knew, of course, of his blood status, but the reserved man had never before reacted like this to her blatant and repetitive degrading of his kind. She’d never thought he had it in him, but the look in his eyes now was almost murderous.
In the midst of the action, Grindelwald had bent down to retrieve the child, with whom he now stood strongly. His face was hardened and dark, and while not quite as murderous as Abernanthy’s, it set fear in Carrow’s bones as she turned back to face him. “We do not speak that way of our own,” his voice boomed, drawing all eyes back to him.
Carrow’s voice was much quieter, much less confident as she next spoke: “Our own?”
Grindelwald’s eyes narrowed. “Is he not a wizard? Is not Abernathy?”
The witch was blinking rapidly, stumbling over her words. “Yes - yes but - ”
“But nothing,” Grindelwald countered almost calmly. “You will remember your place, Carrow, or you will be reminded of it.” Carrow watched him in shock, frozen, unsure of how to proceed. Grindelwald spoke again before she could form a decisive thought. “I think it is best if you leave for now. Return only when you remember the Greater Good that we are fighting for.”
After a moment of processing his words, Carrow backed away from him, hastening out of the room, taking the path as far from Abernathy as she could. Grindelwald surveyed the room as she departed, watching the reactions of his followers to determine which of them would favor her ideals to his. His eyes lingered on Rosier, but she watched him only with devotion.
Finally, his eyes met Abernathy’s, and he ushered him forward. With no hesitance, the American wove his way through the group and stood strongly before his master. The child sat on Grindelwald’s hip like a christened prince, one sure to inherit the entire world. “Sir?” said Abernathy.
“As the one among us who will most closely relate to the child, I will leave him in your care,” Grindelwald declared. “You will raise him, I will teach him, and when he is old enough, he will join our ranks. I have no doubt that he will be a valuable asset, as you are, Abernathy.”
Abernathy took a moment to respond, but eventually he nodded. He had not considered fatherhood in a long time, not since he had to break the heart of the No-Maj he had been in love with even before he knew he was a wizard. But, as Grindelwald placed the recently orphaned child in his arms, he took on the responsibility as swiftly as he would take any of Grindelwald’s orders.
“What will we call him?” Rosier piped in, and as she did, Abernathy was reminded that he would not be raising this child entirely on his own. The weight on his shoulders lessened a little.
In response, Grindelwald looked deeply into the child’s mind, using legilimency to sort through the fading and undeveloped thoughts of a toddler. After a moment of silence, he emerged with an answer. “Alderic Beaufort.”
Rosier’s eyebrows furrowed. “Alderic Beaufort?” she repeated slowly.
Grindelwald nodded. “It was the name his parents gave him, and it is the name he will keep.”
“Forgive me,” Rosier started again, and Grindelwald considered her with patience, though many others in the room were beginning to lose theirs. “If he is to start anew with us, would it not be fitting if he were to have a new name as well? Perhaps your name,” she offered, then with a glance at Abernathy, quickly added, “or Abernathy’s.”
Grindelwald chuckled at the flatterence, stepping closer to the child in Abernathy’s arms, watching him as he responded to Rosier. “It matters not what he is born or thrust into, it matters only what he chooses to become. And we can only hope that, like us, little Alderic will choose the Greater Good.”
#a stranger with a familiar face#aswaff#stars series#fatecanberewritten#fatecanberewritten-writer#fanfiction#harry potter fanfiction#tom riddle fanfiction#fantastic beasts fanfiction#ao3 fanfiction#wattpad fanfiction#greater good#grindlewald#gellert grindelwald#fantastic beasts: the crimes of grindelwald#oc#oc: emeric beaufort#oc: karine beaufort#oc: alderic beaufort#metamorphmagus#grindelwald's acolytes#vinda rosier#nagel#krall#carrow#abernathy#krafft#macduff#tw: death#murder insinuated
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@king-forevermore ty dear
Happy Char Day!!!🪄👑✨💕 Made this for Prince Char’s Coronation Day July 14 🥹
#that’s my friend we rewatch hannibal together now and it’s great ✌️#ella enchanted#nbc hannibal#hannigram#oh#grindlewald#fantastic beasts and the crimes of grindlewald#love that this is the only thing I have that tag for
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Rewatching the Jenny Nicholson video on Fantastic Beasts 2 and the JKR antisemite allegations and all her confirmed literal openly nazi friends certainly explain the part of the movie- which i did see the movie okay this just made me think of this moment, i'm not only getting this secondhand- where the villain claims his mission statement is that he wants to stop the Holocaust...??? and the main characters are just like "but it's wrong to interfere with muggles, magic needs to be a secret". about the fucking Holocaust.
like "the crimes of grindlewald" are just that he wants to stop the Hollocaust and to convince you he's evil about this they code him to be a nazi?? like vilian imagery shorthand you know. and have him kill random guys, even though his actual goal is to stop the Holocaust. and the jewish character Queenie joins the metaphorical nazis who are really just people who want to stop the ACTUAL nazis, and her joining is framed as a bad thing....
like....like that's very. hmm that's very. huh.
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hold on because your thing with alecto carrow & the carrow twins……… you really did something there
listen okay i could go so crazy about them . i have so much lore trapped away in my brain . but i am going to summarize so fast and quick bc they drive me crazy….
general info abt both of them : they r born in japan bc the carrow family moves there post grindlewald and their mom dies and when she dies they move back to the england but they r poor af after everything so pureblood society looks down on them for being traitors. cue them fighting the entire wizaridng war to be given respect and seen as a genuine member of the sacred 28 and using intimidation and violence to do so… a if i cannot be better than them i will be so much worse moment . their dad is normal and loves them very much they just choose to be evil like that. their mom was a sweet angel also and everyday i cry over her even tho i invented her to be dead . whatever
alecto has a weird misandrist complex in which she hates men but is also performing for them all the time , a man hating lesbian who also can’t escape using the patriarchy to validate her skills and ambition. she loves spiders bc they are matriarchal . she bases her worth off of how well she appeals to others and has so her whole life to the point she barely has a sense of self . she wants to kiss lily evans on the mouth and she worships her like an absolute angel it’s serious and vicious . the few scraps of herself she has left are all about knowledge. she is obsessed w language and translation and tries to learn literally any language she can ever . despite this she still can’t give herself a voice . she wants barty crouch jr dead for the crime of being a man and a degenerate which like fair of her . evan n reg r chill tho bc game respects game . i think if she got the chance to explore Life she’d actually choose to become a teacher like voldemort Made her become , but she would be actually pretty good tbh. her and barty regularly brawl in the teachers lounge. alecto kicks his ass. in the modern college au in my head they are regrettably roommates and each conversation they have sets gay lesbian solidarity back 15 years . alecto is studying classics and women’s studies as a minor …. ik feminism is a big part of her character but chat do not reduce her to this u don’t get it … she has a deep connection to lady macbeth and the movie the handmaids tale . here is her vibe :
and amycus is his mothers son who does whatever alecto wants him to bc he just wants to be by her side. they are so aggressively co dependent . he is obsessed w magical plants and herbology and his favorite thing in the world is a magical venus flytrap he keeps in his dorm that evan keeps putting random drops of blood into the mouth of . his dream career would probably be using magical plants to make new medicines n poisons n such . hogwarts resident weed dealer . therefore he n barty r actually chill . he just misses his mom like so much 😭 he is consistently in morning over the life he could have had . he’s pretty good friends w everyone he’s not like a loner but he is lonely deep in his chest…… of course bc alecto is his sister #feministwomenloveamycuscarrow . every carrow is linked to an insect in my head and amycus is a praying mantis . …. he has the same capability for cruelty like he also is on the field w alecto during the war but like he’d rather be gardening :/. modern college au he’s probably studying biology and is the rlly menacing president of the gardening club. and u think this means he is secretly sweet but he’s literally evil. him n reg have a crazy friendship going in in which they do the craziest romantic shit but it is completely platonic. i’m talking like candle lit dinners . in my head he has a weird situationship w rabastan (who is another story….) but also i have a *whispers* oc….. who in the fic i have planned for them in my head (which i will never write) he ends up w and his name is maxx <3 but i will never talk abt ocs on here . i have some shame. amycus would follow alecto to hell if she asked (he just wishes she would stop going the- *car runs me over*)
here’s amycus vibes
i have so much more i could say abt them . there is so much in my head they have such a deep and complex story … i will take any excuse to yap abt them . anyways they are both gay and one day i will write the alectolily sugar mommy au in which lily is the sugar mommy bc she’s a super famous author n alecto works at an antique book store doing translation n repair <3333 and it’s completely accidental lily keeps paying to borrow these super old books and eventually she just pays for alecto to come over and help her research and then one thing leads to another . and alecto is guffawed when she realizes. amycus. thinks it his hilarious. i think her and lily would have an academic rivals to loves thing going on in canon and in like Any school setting but also just in general. they could be 5 years into their relationship and still competing to be the smartest . i think there is rosekiller alectolily double date hilarity potential. also have a lot of thoughts abt them paralleling to the rosier twins but what do i know … i will leave that to the masters ….
anyways that was my yapping . hope someone felt enthralled .
#alecto carrow#amycus carrow#marauders era#marauders#death eaters#yap tag#there is so much more to say this barelt scratches the surface#unfortunately i work for 9 an hour at a chain pet store so i cannot yap
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So I just finished Crimes of Grindlewald last night. There was a lot going on in that movie. My thoughts about this under the cut.
I'm kind of not sure how to feel about Newt/Leta, Newt/Tina tbh. Like I know Newt and Leta have history, I got that, but I didn't see him in love with her in those flashbacks. I don't think we were meant to, maybe, but I just saw Newt being his adorable younger self and reaching out to Leta. But I don't even know how to feel about Leta actually. Do I like her? Do I dislike her? I don't really know.
So I will admit, I just jumped onto the Newt/Tina ship because in the first movie, they were working together and I thought "Oh, they'd be cute..." and then in this movie, I got the idea that he might love her or have stronger feelings for her. Like when Queenie told him Tina was dating Achilles, and his expression--he looked like he deflated a little bit, a little disappointed or gutted maybe to hear that she was with someone else bc she (mis)understood that he got engaged.
And then later in the French Ministry, he's stammering to apologize to her about the confusion and he's maybe about to say "I'm here to win you back" but doesn't say that. Like I see a man scrambling to confess how he feels, but he never really does. And that particular part when he says "...because I'm not happy, nor engaged." Like is he in love with her? I want to think so, I want to ship them but I don't know...
Also how does Tina guess he was going to say salamanders?
I'm just a little confused with my feelings haha.
But if anything, I love and I will always love Newt, because he's just a loveable dork and I love him.
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can we get a fantastic beasts prequel with grindlewald and dumbledore being boyfriends? like x-men first class but with grindledore
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A Dangerous Moment - Newt Scamander
A/N: I’m writing this for @newtscamanderimagines because they asked for someone to write this and I absolutely love this idea! Hope it turned out alright!
Request: Reader is female (15) and she absolutely loves all of the creatures he owns. However, one day something happens. One dangerous creature attacked her making her depressed and way too sad and scared to go back in his case. Cried all month etc. Tickles for cheer up?
Newt Scamander would tell his brother that he was at first afraid to let his little sister, you, to stay with him at first. You were only a teenager, 15 years old. He didn’t know how you’d feel benign around his creatures all the time, feeding them and interacting with them. But he gave you a chance, letting you move in with him and traveling with him as long as the trip wasn’t too far.
You surprised Newt, however, during your first night at his home. After you had gone to bed, Newt placed his suitcase down on the floor in his bedroom and climbed down into the zoo that was his suitcase. But after a few hours of sleep, you felt something climb on top of you and sit on your legs. You stirred, trying to move your legs but the weight was too heavy. When you opened your eyes, you were shocked to see a creature sitting on your legs.
“Hi,” you said gently, sitting upright slowly. “You’re a Demiguise, aren’t you?” The creature looked at you with wide blue eyes, then reached its long arms out to you. You let the creature wrap its arms around your neck and legs around your waist, then you stood. Slowly you made your way to Newt’s room. “Are you Dougal?” You asked the Demiguise and it nodded softly.
Newt wasn’t in his room, but you spotted his suitcase and opened it slowly. Making your way down the ladder, you felt the Demiguise grip you a bit tighter. You reached the bottom and your eyes widened in aw. There were magical creatures everywhere. You could see an occamy nest in the distance, and a thunderbird, too.
“This is awesome!” you exclaimed.
Dougal unwrapped himself from you and fell to the ground, taking your hand in his as he dragged you through the case. You followed, looking around at all the creatures as you were making your way through the case. Soon enough, you could see your older brother feeding mooncalves, sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
The wizard caught a glimpse of you through the corner of his eye, and did a double take, “Y/N? Why are you down here? You shouldn’t be here!” He abandoned the mooncalves as Dougal let go of your hand and climbed onto Newt’s back. “You could get hurt!”
Your eyes dimmed slightly, and you lost some of your smile. “I’m sorry. Dougal woke me up. I brought him back here and he led me to you.” You looked away from your brother. “I’m sorry, I’ll go back to bed. Sorry to bother you.”
You turned to walk away, but said one thing before you left. “Oh, and the Nifflers are sniffling. I noticed while Dougal brought me back here. You might want to check that out.”
“Wait.” You turned back to your brother, hair falling in your face and hiding Newt slightly. “You know what some of my creatures are?”
You moved the hair from your eyes and nodded. “I read your book, Newt. And sometimes I read articles about them.” You shrugged, turning away again. “But it’s no big deal. Just let me know if you need any help. I know a few things.”
From that night on, Newt let you work with him and his creatures. He had rules, though. He had to be with you whenever you were working with a dangerous creature, or one you didn’t know how to handle. Over time you were allowed to work with almost all of the creatures in Newt’s case, though.
You loved your new ‘job’ so much. You got to work with creatures as well as spend quality time with your brother. Everything was perfect until one night. You were feeding the nifflers before turning in for the night, having already fed the other creatures that Newt allowed you to tend to. As you were scooping handfuls of weeds and shrubs into the nifflers’ feeding bowls, your wand fell out of your pocket and rolled a few feet away. Thinking nothing of it, you got up from your kneeled position at the bucket of plants and walked over to your wand.
You noticed a hole in the ground near where your wand landed. You spared it a quick thought, noting how you didn’t remember seeing that hole there earlier. Then you kneeled down to pick up your wand.
You felt it before you saw it. A stinging pain coursing through your body, radiating from your hand. You cried out in pain, falling back on your butt as you gripped your hand to your chest. You could see a creature scurrying away out of the corner of your eye. You hadn’t ever seen it before, and you were sure you knew every creature in Newt’s case by now.
The pain quickly became too much to bear and your screaming was getting louder. You couldn’t sit up, tilting to the side and collapsing on your back. Your vision was fading, but you could hear something off in the distance. Through your faded gaze you could see Newt running towards you, then he was beside you.
You couldn’t remember much after that.
You wouldn’t go back into Newt’s case after that night. Even now, two weeks later, you haven’t even been able to look at a creature without bursting into tears and going into a panic. The only one you could stand to see was Picket, but only because you had been around him for years.
Newt was on edge, he’d admit. He wasn’t sure how to help you. He was so petrified when he heard you screaming that night. He thought you were being attacked by Grindlewald and his followers. But then, as he was running to you, he saw one of his venomous creatures running away from where he could hear you screaming.
You were pretty much out of it by the time he got to you. You were still conscious but Newt knew what creature had bit you, judging by the wound on your hand and said creature running past him earlier. There was no one attacking you, which was somewhat of a plus. But that didn’t change the fact that Newt was scared out of his mind. He knew how dangerous that creature was, and he wasn’t even sure how it had escaped its enclosure, but that was another problem for another time.
Newt had to pick you up and carry you back to the shed at the entrance of his case, quickly digging through all of his remedies and medicines to find what would help ease the pain and fight of the venom from the creature that bit you.
Once you recovered, you wouldn’t step foot anywhere near Newt’s case. To be honest, it saddened him that you no longer wanted to help him care for his creatures, but he understood why you were so afraid. The one thing he didn’t know how to handle, however, was the fact that you rarely left your room nowadays. He’d come in, bringing meals for the both of you and eating with you., but that was all he really could do. You spent a lot of time crying, he could hear it through the walls. You didn’t speak much anymore, either. Newt wasn’t sure if your actions were out of pure fear or if they were unknown side-effects from the treated venom.
He tried talking to Thesius, but his brother wasn’t much help. In fact, Thesius wasn’t happy with Newt for letting you around his creatures. In fact, he said, “Newt. This is your problem. Now you fix it.” What a beautiful brotherly support.
Eventually Newt had had enough. You needed to at least go outside and see some sunlight. You were looking worse and worse every day and he couldn’t stand seeing you like this. So one afternoon he gently knocked on your door and entered your room.
“Hey, Y/N,” he greeted quietly. “Can you please come outside with me? You need to see some sunlight.”
Your red puffy eyes glanced up to him. You had been crying again. “No thank you.” Newt sighed, lowering himself to sit beside you on your bed. He looked upset, and you couldn’t help but think that it was because of you. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m worried about you,” Newt admitted. “I know you’re afraid of my creatures now, and that’s ok. But please, you need to take care of yourself and I’d like you to at least see some sunlight.”
You shook your head slowly. “No. There could be creatures out there.”
Newt took a moment to think, then grinned slightly. As he turned to face you, you tilted your head in confusion. “What?” His movements were too fast for you and you had no time to defend yourself. Newt pushed himself forward, forcing you to lay down on the bed as he pinned you down. Then his fingers glided over your sides, causing a loud laugh to burst out of you. You tried to push Newt off of you and he continued ‘torturing’ you but it was no use. He was much bigger and stronger than you, and you didn’t stand a chance against him.
Newt continued to tickle you until you couldn’t breathe and he was concerned you’d begin to hyperventilate. Your brother finally leaned back, giving you room to move away from him, still giggling. “Why’d you do that?” you asked through gasping breaths.
Newt smiled softly. “Because I’m tired of seeing you so upset. If you won’t go outside then maybe at least I can get you to smile here inside.”
You scooted over to sit next to your brother, resting your head on his shoulder. “Thanks, Newt. Hopefully I’ll get comfortable enough again to work with your creatures soon.”
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