#fantastic beasts: crimes of grindelwald

[augureysfeather]

Guys, gals, pals, friends, I think I got Dumbledore's birthday figured out!

Also, Moja is somewhat useless at math (bodes well for my fic lol)

Sooo...the canon facts are, Dumbledore was nearing his 18th birthday when he left school in June 1899. He was still 17 when he met Gellert. Meaning that his birthday, indeed, can only be between July and August 1881.

The screenplay from Crimes of Grindelwald gives us another hint. (One I was too dumb to figure out beforehand...). Dumbledore is 45 years old, three months after the escape of Grindelwald, which took place on the 30th May 1927. Which means that, in order for him to still be born in August, he had to have turned 46 on the 30th, 31st or shortly before the 30th August 1927.

If the "three months" is taken LITERALLY, as in 3 months to the day, then, his birthday would be confirmed the 31st August. (Hence the late August on the wiki, lol).

If the "three months" is taken as "more or less three months", it's everything within late August (which does not include the 16th for me, as that would still be middle August, but wiki says differently, whatever).

Now, there's this semi canon file for FB, which includes this mysterious "6". If we take it for canon (and because we have no other sources, we may as well), it has to be a 6th, 16th or 26th.

So we have TWO more or less logical birthdays for him.

If the "three months" is LITERALLY three months, his birthday is 31st August 1881.

If it's generous and the file is to be taken into consideration, it's the 26th August 1881.

(I prefer the 26h XD).

[peaky1wh0re]

Favorite Brother duo

[wwemcumuscleslover]

Mads Mikkelsen and his incredible experience on playing hypnotic evil guys...

[trappezoider]

Dumbo's and Grindo's first kiss? :D

[henry-the-queer-artist]

[inlovewithquestionablecharacters]

Hey,

Could you please write a Grindelwald one-shot, where he get‘s jealous, because Theseus kept looking at fem!reader during the tea party.(the one with the „assasination“ attempt). After the Jacob incident they return back to Nurmengard and he claims what‘s his.(smut?)

Grindelwald X Reader: My love is mine, all mine

Warnings: Smut, mean Grindelwald (very tame), Jealousy, meantions of heartbreak (very quick), p in v, creampie, female anatomy, fingering, male anatomy, porn with little plot, no use of y/n, not proofread.

Word count: 1,5K

You can feel his eyes on you. Even without looking in his direction you know for sure he is still staring at you. You keep your head held high, eyes looking forwards, completely ignoring his presence. You’re not the only one who noticed his presence. Beside you Grindelwald shifts, his hand moving to rest on your thigh. The action causes you to look over at him. He doesn't spare you so much as a glance, he doesn't need to, the mere touch of his skin on yours tells you everything. 

He’s jealous.  

He knows of your history with theseus. You’d joined Grindelwald’s cause after Thesues had told you of his proposal to Lita. You’d been in love with the older scamander for years and the idea of him loving someone else had broken something inside you. The rage that filled you had made you the perfect recruit for Grindelwald. He’d found the pain inside your heart and promised you revenge. What neither of you had expected was the feelings you ended up developing for each other. Grindelwald had mended your broken heart and given you a way to let your anger out without judgement. 

You raise your glass to your lips, taking a sip of your drink, head slightly turning to the side. From the corner of your eyes you saw Theseus. Your face showed no emotion but your heart skipped a small beat at the sight of him. He hasn't changed much since you’d last seen him.You felt something squeeze your thigh harshly, causing you to turn to look at Grindelwald. His bicolored eyes bored into yours, a small snarl showing up on his features  as he moved to look over your head at Theseus before returning his gaze to you. He opened his mouth to say something but before he could a shout ripped through the room causing him to shift his attention. 

“Assassin!”

Your head snapped up at the sound of your eyes finding the figure of Jacob Kowalski. And he was pointing a wand at Grindelwald. Jacob raised his wand over his head, a storm forming on the ceiling above. You looked over at Grindelwald curiously. Was this man not a muggle?  You didn;t have much time to express your confusion because all hell seemed to break loose in a matter of seconds. Grindelwald grabbed your hand, camply leading you away from the table and out the door. You turned around just in time to see Jacob and a woman disappearing into a cluster of paper. 

Your body launched forwards as you arrived at Nurmengard. Grindelwald dragged you along not stopping until he reached his private quarters. You kicked your shoes off, sighing with annoyance.

“Well that was a complete mess.”

Grindelwald remained silent, his back turned to you as he stared out the window. You make your way to him.

“Don’t worry, love. It’s just a small set back we will-”

“Have I made it clear?”

You gave him a questioning look. Confused as to what he was talking about.

“Have I not shown them time and time again that you belong to me?”

Ah. So that's what this was about. 

Grindelwald wasn’t known for his patience or his kindness. He was known for getting what he wanted by any means necessary. And on occasion he was known to harm anyone who tried to take something from him. Theseus wasn’t a threat. Deep down Grindelwald knew this but in the moment it didn’t matter. He needed to know that you were his. 

Only his. 

You placed a palm over his chest, your other hand moving to cup his cheek. You gave him a small smile which he didn’t return. You didn’t mind, you knew in a couple of minutes he would get what he wanted and all of this would be long forgotten in the morning. That didn’t mean you were going to make it easy for him. 

“He means nothing to me. You’re the only one I want.”

You gasped as Grindelwald's hand wrapped around your chin, tugging your face up harshly. You groaned as his hand put pressure on your neck, his eyes glowing with a bit of madness as he did so. He tugged your lips to his in a rough pace. His teeth clashed with yours, his tongue lapping at your mouth. You felt your feet pad against the ground rapidly as Grindelwald pushed you towards his desk. A whine left your lips as your back collided with the wood, but it quickly turned into a moan as Grindelwald bit into your lips. He wasn’t always like this. There were nights when he was a gentle lover. But when he got like this, his whole body burning with jealousy, the loving side of him disappeared completely, letting the animal inside take control. He parted your legs, slotting his body into the gap. A groan escaped from his lips as his growing bulge dragged against your clothed cunt. His hands trailed down your legs, bunching up your dress so that he could get a clear view of your underwear.

“Grindelwald…”

His eyes shifted to gaze up at the sound of his name falling from your lips. Your face was flushed, lips parted as you let out shaky breaths. It was incredible how easily he could get you all worked up.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You.”

“Is that so? Ready to prove it to me?”

You nod eagerly, causing him to give you a wolfish grin.His hand runs against your clothed folds, making you squirm.

“Behave.”

You bite your lip at his tone, swallowing down a moan as he shifts your underwear to the side. His nimble fingers plunge into you without warning. You cling to his shoulder, small noises escaping your lips as he begins to curl his fingers inside you. He lets out a small pant, a slight indication of the effect you have on him. As much as he wants to torture you he knows he won’t be able to controle himself for a lot longer. Your walls clench around his fingers.

“Please.”

“What is it my love?”

“Need you.”

“Is that so?”

He scissor his fingers making you moan.

“I saw you looking at him. Do you wonder what he’d feel like? Do you think he’d be able to give you pleasure like I do?”

You shake your head, your brain far too lost on the feeling of his fingers to answer verbally. At your lack of response, he slows his fingers making you shine.

“Answer me.”

“No only you can make me feel like this.”

“Good.”

Grindelwald removed his fingers from inside you. Before you can complain about the lack of him, his hands are moving to his pants, unbuttoning them before tugging his dick free. You swallow at the sight. You spread your legs wider, patiently awaiting him to fill you. He looks down at you, taking in the sight of the way you look beneath him. You give him a small grin and he can’t help but return the gesture. He moves forward, lining his dick with your entrance before plunging in with a harsh thrust. You bite into your cheek at the feeling of his stretching you open. He rests his head on your shoulder, the feeling of your warmth overwhelming for a moment. Then the moment is gone. His hips snaps into you at a brutal pace. You gasp as he thrusts into you, your throat raw from the screaming. It would be wise to tell you to keep it down but Grindelwald wants the world to hear you scream his name. He wants them to hear who you belong to.  

“Gellert-ugh-i’m close.”

He could tease you. He could be cruel and pull out right now. Finish himself off with his hand and leave you wanting for more. But he won;t do that. No. Marking you with his cum seems much more attractive at the moment. He doubles his efforts, hips snapping as a speed you would consider impossible. His fingers move to your clit, thumb moving in sloppy circles against the small bundle of nerves. 

“Fuck gonna cum-please please-ah!”

And just like that your release washes over you. Your body spasms as you coat Grindelwads dick with your cum. You sink onto the desk, body completely exhausted. Grindelwald takes the opportunity to raise your legs slightly, allowing him to thrust into you at a harshed pace. After a few thrusts he comes apart, his seed counting your cunt. He groans, body leaning forward to rest against your for a moment. You give him a content hum, fingers moving to caress his hair. He gives your neck a small kiss before pulling out of you. He stands before you, shoving his dick back into his pants before helping you up from the desk. You feel his cum seep down your leg. Grindelwald pulls you into a lingering kiss. 

“My girl.”

“All yours.”

[isaacarellanesismyhusband]

good morning, love

pair: Newt Scamander x reader

summery: waking up with Newt

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The soft morning light streamed through the windows of your shared apartment, casting a gentle golden glow over everything it touched. You stirred beneath the warm, cozy blankets, snuggling deeper into their embrace, feeling a familiar presence beside you. Newt was already awake, as he often was, but he hadn’t moved far. Instead, he remained at your side, his body half-turned toward you, watching you with those gentle, adoring eyes that always made your heart flutter.

You opened your eyes slowly, and the first thing you saw was his warm smile, one that felt like home after a long journey. Newt, with his tousled chestnut hair and soft freckles, looked like a dream — but this was your reality, your forever.

"Good morning, love," he whispered, his voice tender, as though speaking too loudly might disturb the delicate peace of the morning.

"Mmm, good morning," you murmured, your voice still thick with sleep as you curled closer into him, seeking his warmth. He wrapped his arms around you without hesitation, pulling you into a soft, protective embrace.

His hand traced gentle patterns on your back, the touch light and soothing, sending shivers down your spine in the most delicious way. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the comforting scent of him — a mix of fresh earth, parchment, and a hint of something uniquely Newt.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

"With you here? Always," you replied, your voice muffled against his skin. You could feel his soft chuckle vibrate through his chest, and it made you smile.

Newt’s long fingers found their way into your hair, gently untangling any knots that sleep had caused, as if each strand of hair deserved the same delicate care he gave to his beloved magical creatures. You closed your eyes, completely lost in the warmth and safety of his arms.

For a moment, there was no outside world. No magical creatures to tend to, no dangerous adventures — just the two of you, wrapped up in each other. Newt’s hand slowly moved to cup your cheek, tilting your face up toward him. You met his eyes, and your breath hitched. How was it that, after all this time, he could still make your heart race with just a look?

"I love you," he whispered, his voice soft but full of sincerity, as though the words themselves were a treasure meant only for you.

Before you could reply, his lips were on yours, gentle and slow, as though he had all the time in the world just to kiss you. It was a kiss that spoke of deep affection, quiet devotion, and the endless love you shared. His lips moved softly against yours, and you melted into him, letting yourself get completely lost in the feeling of him.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathing a little heavier, though the smile on Newt’s face was soft and sweet, his eyes sparkling with love.

"You make everything better," you whispered, resting your forehead against his.

Newt’s arms tightened around you, as though he never wanted to let go. "And you… you make me brave."

You couldn’t help but chuckle softly at his words. "Brave? You’re one of the bravest people I know, Newt."

His cheeks flushed a bit, and he ducked his head, that familiar bashfulness showing itself. "Only because of you," he murmured, his voice a little quieter now, as though sharing a secret.

Your heart swelled, and you kissed him again, this time just a soft peck, lingering for a moment longer than necessary. "I love you," you whispered against his lips.

Newt’s response was to pull you even closer, if that were possible, wrapping his arms securely around you, as if you were the most precious thing in the world. In his arms, you felt cherished, adored — like you were his home, just as much as he was yours.

You snuggled deeper into his embrace, resting your head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Newt’s hand resumed its gentle stroking of your back, a soothing lullaby of touch that made you feel safe and at peace.

Outside, the world continued on, but here, in this moment, it was just the two of you, wrapped up in love and warmth, in the softest kind of forever.

[neick-hitlz]

- please. .?

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- 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 please. . .? (╥ᆺ╥ ;)

[notenoughdramaaa]

Absolutely no one: crickets

Me: You know what the world needs? A very long Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald fanfic. For no reason. At all. You're welcome.

[mamalunawolf]

Theseus Scamander - Oh The Saint That You Are

A mature content- NO YOUNG ONES ALLOWED. 🔞

Based of a certain someone. 🌽 links provided will be colored and added. Viewer discretion is advised. Spoilers for some.

This has videos in them. Watch at your discretion. Away from others. Please make sure you have twitter or x.

This one is for you baby girl @rypnami

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Theseus

After the fall of Grindlewald, Leta being gone. It took him some years to get used to the idea of being alone. You couldn’t blame him. He lost the love of his life. A woman who sacrificed herself for his safety, and for Newt. To pay for what she had done to her brother. Now, after that. He would spend time with Newt, and all the beasts he had taken care of. ALL of them. From bowtruckles, to moon calves that took up his time. And being a high trained auror, he thought he had a chance. No, wrong. Bruises and cuts later, Newt retired Theseus. A shock, to fire his “own brother.”

That’s when you came along. That big bright smile and a smug grin. You were assigned to his department, to work alongside him. BUT BOY! He could not keep his eyes off you. You were great. More than great. The moment he saw you put down a wizard for trying to harm a muggle. Spewing nonsense about your blood purity. He had it coming. His head was to the ground and your knee planted into the back of his neck. Theseus had to bite his tongue from doing anything rash. After all, he was a nice guy. The leader of the auror department.

He saw you enter Hogwarts when he finally had the ability to speak to you. You had come on behalf of Dumbledore. Newt was even present. You entered the grounds of the quidditch pitch. Of course, Theseus was nervously smiling at you like a fool. He even thought he could lean on a broom from one of the players. Not being used at the time, and now served as a rest for him. To pose proper and charm you with his natural good looks. That is, a whistle called out and the poor man had the broom swept from under him. Careless mistake on his part to do, but now he was on the ground. While Newt got to laugh. “Not me this time, brother.”Oh shut it, will you?” Theseus knew that moment, he was as smitten as the day you arrived.

Months later, he had the courage to court you and take you on dates. Picnics, and even the best teas around Hogsmeade. But you didn’t want tea. You had butterbeer. A warm mug of it, three pints and you were enjoying yourself around him. And the many intimate moments with him. You KNEW Theseus was a switch. He loved it when you tied his hands around his back. Sitting oh so nicely in his office chair at home. Meeting him, you wouldn’t peg the guy to be that way. No, sir. A whimpering mess, as you stroked his erection in your hand. Slick with your saliva. Begging on good graces to fuck you raw into your heat. Grinding on him without a mere thought made him want to ravish you, but as a good auror. He allowed you the satisfaction. Even coming all over himself and on your hands. On most days, he would let you make him tea. A nice cuppa for a relaxing evening home. But no, he didn’t want the tea. He wanted to be on his knees, licking and lapping at your folds. Sucking on clit, while you moaned. Your hands in his hair, while he ate you out. But when he wasn’t a complete submissive to your every beck and call. He was so into you. And he didn’t like to share. Hell, he didn’t even like sharing the toys Mrs. Scamander would give to the boys. One night, after a rough day at work. He thought it would be wise to take you to Hogs head for fire whiskey or butterbeer since The Three Broomsticks was too full of students and other occupants. A couple of the wizards had a keen look on you. To watch you talk and move around. He saw that. So he took you home early, telling you what he saw. You laughed at him for being jealous. “I am not jealous.” Hands on his hips, as he stood there in only his dress shirt and trousers. You poked fun at him for it. You were sadly mistaken. He had you pinned to the bed. He enchanted your wrists to be tied above your head. Both of his hands held your hips up. Thrusting his cock in and out of your cunt. Watching your juices drip out of your heat. He loved your moans, pathetic as they sounded. He turned you over after pounding into you. Letting his cock rub against your folds before going in again. He went to your ear, “am I wrong for being jealous. To not share…” a hard thrust, “What is mine..? Sweetheart. Who do you belong to?” You were a whimpering mess. “Yours.” Saying his name as a worshipping figure to a god. He let his lips kiss along your back. Driving himself into a climax, filling you up with his seed. He chuckled at you, with an exhausted breath and pulled away from you. Watching your legs tremble on your shared bed. After that day, you would purposefully let men stare at you. Because he IS Theseus Scamander.

[dmitri-smerdyakov]

JK Rowling is being a Holocaust denier now…makes sense now why in Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald, she wrote the villain as evil for wanting to prevent the Second World War - and by default the Holocaust - from happening 💀

[augureysfeather]

Okay, one complaint I have about the blood pact scene from “Crimes of Grindelwald” is…it’s not bloody enough! It’s a blood pact, for heaven’s sake, and all we get to see are two miniscule drops? We don’t even see the cuts properly, are you to tell me these two 19th century boys are anemic or something? XD Give me some proper blood pact with blood running down their arms, spilling between their fingers at least! Gimme some wincing from the touch! Gimme something dramatic!

And gimme a cute mutual healing scene afterwards plzthnks.

(Disclaimer: I know, kids’ movie, rating, blablabla, lemme rant here).

[dreamy29]

Midnight thoughts: Newt Scamander

Newt walked back to his room, his mind and his heart racing. The image of you, with his shirt on, the nifflers all around you, was repeating over and over in his head.

Unable to forget the sight, he slowly got into bed, not bothering to change into pajamas. He laid down on his back, looking at the ceiling, the image of you in his shirt forever stuck in his mind.

Just friends...

Newt whispered to himself, closing his eyes. He tried to think of other things, of the hippogriff on the Hogwarts school grounds that he needed to examine, but no matter what he did the image of you wearing his shirt, nifflers around you, kept running through his mind.

Every time he tried to think of something else, it was like his thoughts always found their way back to you, to the way you looked in his shirt..

Soon enough, the image was enough to consume his mind entirely, and his own thoughts began to betray him.

How it would feel to crawl into bed next to you... To gently brush his fingertips against your skin... Run his fingers through your hair as you slept... Hold you close... Feel your warm breath against his chest...

Newt took another deep breath, his heart racing once more. He was trying desperately to control his own mind, but it was proving harder and harder. The temptation to just get up, go to your room, crawl into bed with you, hold you close, it was only getting stronger and stronger...

He couldn't stand it. He couldn't stop thinking of you, of how it would feel to press his skin against yours, how you would fit into his arms. He began to toss and turn in the bed, a war raging inside of him. Every fiber of his being screaming at him to get up and go to your room, to your bed, to hold you...

But he forced himself to stay in his own bed. He tried to distract himself, thinking about the other creatures, trying to think of anything but you. But it was no use, the thoughts of you wouldn't stop.Holding you against him, feeling your soft skin and warm breath, and hearing your soft murmurs as you slowly wake and whisper...

'Good morning, Newt'...

[chocfrog-enjoyer]

The sillies :>

[henry-the-queer-artist]

[cannibalisticqueers]

mads mikkelsen is my favourite person in the world because he had all these deeply complicated and dangerously unstable characters and he as a person is just