#grindlegraves

[thesonofgaytan]

Omg exactly.

This is actually a fascinating detail I hadn’t thought much on before. The costume designers really popped off with that film - a priestly outfit really fits Grindlewald as a character because he sees himself as a preacher/prophet, and as a visionary.

I would have loved to have seen the costume design for regular, non-Grindlewald Percival Graves. Colin Farrell has said that he thinks of him as someone who is addicted to their work, who always puts himself last in order to help wizard kind, he’s a little blunt and dry but he’s generally got a good heart.

I imagine that regular Graves would have a much less severe hairstyle, but still classic and well kept. I feel like his colour palette would also be a lot warmer, to counter GrindleGraves who has a mostly blue/grey palette.

I will not accept any version of Percival Graves where he didn’t have a huge hoe phase in his early twenties. Idc what sexuality you headcanon him as, just know that when he was younger he got more ass than a toilet seat. The man tries to act like he’s not and never was a slut, but you know.

You know.

That deep down he’s a whore.

[scribblesonthewalls]

Highkey wanna write a Percival Graves x Male reader fic, let me know if you guys would be interested in reading that and let me know if you’d wanna be tagged.

[hpandthegobletofsass]

grindlegraves uses so much wandless magic it’s not even funny like i’m shook you need to not, also grindelwald is such a fucking asshole and i hate him

[director-graves-blog]

My Deepest Darkest secret?

I’m starting to agree with Gellert Grindlewald.

[surreptitious-us]

au where J.K Rowling cares about Percival Graves

[carryonmyobscurialson-blog]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Credence Barebone/Original Percival Graves, Credence Barebone & Original Percival Graves, Credence Barebone/Percival Graves | Gellert Grindelwald Characters: Credence Barebone, Original Percival Graves, Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Gellert Grindelwald Additional Tags: this ones not going to be that dark, i dont think so at least, ill update the tags as i go along anyway, anyway typical gradence set up, post movies, credence is living with graves, credence is still a nervous wreck, original percival graves has boundary issues, original percival graves is kind of a jerk, but he loves his little orphan boy, at least eventually, even if credence starts going a little psycho, oh and also credence and grindelgraves may have had kind of a relationship, more on that later, planning to use the obscurus as a plot device a lot in this one, waywardgraves knows whats up, sort of Summary:

He had honestly thought Credence was using it as an excuse to snuggle with him.

“I hear something under the bed.”

Credence had come to his bedroom on a chilly August evening, his eyes wide with childlike fright.

[halbarryislife]

Grindlewald and Graves Partners in Crime (insp.)

[linddzz]

Why the fuck did it take me this long to realize that Crewt is PRIME for a little mermaid au

[asoncruellybanished]

" come here. " - From grindlegraves?

@muchmorethanmuses

If anyone had ever hugged Credence before, it must have been long ago, when he was very young; he could not remember it ever happening before.

And it was all he could ever have hoped for. Warmth, tenderness. Safety. He would be glad to stay in the auror’s arms forever, and never let this moment end.

[gloomiedyke]

Fantastic beasts sanders sides au because I got four(4) hours of sleep and I loved Newt

Virgil Scasander (get it) as Newt Scamander.  He’s super socially awkward but great with animals and children.  Doesn’t like people.  Not afraid to break the law, or wrangle a beast ten times his size, but might cry if you yell at him.  Huge Hufflepuff.

Patton Hartski as Jacob Kowalski.  Muggle, stuck trapped in a canning factory when all he wants is to open up his very own bakery, because what makes people happier than pastries and warm food!  Likes Virgil right away, and finds he loves the strange and magical world virge brings to him so willingly.

Roman Prince as Queenie Goldstein.  The Bombshell TM. loves pink and red, and loves the arts.  Empath, and tries to block out everyone else’s emotions by playing the uber confident, loud and friendly one.  Huge romantic.  Thinks Patton is adorable right away.

Logan Prince as Tina Goldstein.  The Smart One, the working sibling, no nonsense, irritable.  Doesn’t like rules being broken, but cares more about doing what’s right than anything else-- hence getting in trouble for watching the second salemers.

Patton and Roman make the fluffiest and cutest power couple in the world.

Virgil and Logan make the most awkward and uncomfortable (but ultimately adorable) couple in America.

Maybe Deceit as Grindlegraves, since the whole character is based on- well, Deceit?

And maybe the shorts characters and cartoon therapy characters (Remy, October, Picani, etc) as some of the creatures?  (Pretty sure Picani would be Dougal, Remy is something that can put someone to sleep with like eye contact or something, etc.).

Thomas could be Credence, if anyone is down for poor Thomas angst?

i dunno that’s all i got so far

[aethelar]

For your consideration: if you haven't stumbled across it yet, may I recommend funkzpiel's works? They're a phenomenal writer (who loves to RIP OUR HEARTS FROM OUR CHESTS, SOB SOB CRY SCREAM); I absolutely LOVE their gramander 'fics and worldbuilding. They also work with grindlegraves, and tend to write some hardcore stuff; just - be sure to read the warnings first.

If I weren’t on mobile I would gush with sufficient gushiness to properly articulate myself because @funkzpiel is a dangerous dangerous person to give a pen to and I love it.

EDIT: I am now no longer on mobile I did the cunning cunning thing of saving this to my drafts until I had a keyboard back again so I can go aadlkjagesdoija DEAR LORD ABOVE

I think the first one I read was The tag read simply pretty and I think my favourite one is To die just a little (wHAt fuck me sideways WHAT) and just the Grindelwald I am severely alarmed about how well this evil dude is written but it’s so fantastic I just ahhhhhhh

AUTHOR REC GUYS AUTHOR REC

[keepoffthedirigibleplumss]

Title: Suffer a Witch Chapter: Twenty-Eight Pairing: Credence/Original Graves - Credence/Grindlegraves Rating: Mature Chapter Summary:

It had been less than a week, and Credence already felt like he was losing his mind. From being able to go and do whatever he wanted to being trapped in the cottage under constant supervision was maddening and infuriating .  

What made everything worse of course, was that he hadn't heard a word from Percival.

He wondered if Percival was feeling as terrible as he was. It seemed likely, given that the man who had destroyed his life was once again back in their lives, and he was powerless to stop it. He wished he could be there to comfort him, to hold him and tell him it would be alright… And he wished Percival would do the same for him. If they were both going to suffer, it seemed so cruel that they were forced to suffer apart.

(Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5) (Chapter 6) (Chapter 7) (Chapter 8) (Chapter 9)(Chapter 10) (Chapter 11) (Chapter 12) (Chapter 13) (Chapter  14) (Chapter 15) (Chapter 16)(Chapter 17)(Chapter 18) (...) (Chapter 28)

[holistic-heart-blog]

gramander has such potential for soulmate aus i want to write them all !! wrist clock au where on the boat over to america, newt’s clock starts glitching, flipping between two countdowns - one for when he meets grindelgraves (and newt has never felt more wrong in his life) and a later one for when he finds and meets percival marks au where any mark on your skin, the other gets too. percival is amused whenever he finds rushed notes about some strange creatures on his forearm. they share all the same scars. newt realises something is very wrong when he starts getting lots of new bruises and marks and goes out looking colours au where newt first sees colours when he sees grindlegraves, but they’re so muted and dull, it doesn’t feel anywhere near as fantastic as he was led to believe, and the man makes him feel so uneasy, something must be wrong. when he casts the revelio spell, the world goes back to grey, and newt prefers that to the empty colours he had. it’s when they find percival that his world floods with beautiful, vibrant, real colours (and newt decides he hates red)

[director-graves-blog]

Any Grindlewalds want to RP?

[surreptitious-us]

Grindelwald strolling through MACUSA after taking over Graves’ body:

[carryonmyobscurialson-blog]

A Credence Meets A Boggart fic - Gradence, Graves POV

Jesus I haven't written in ages! Ok, so this is in response to literally my own prompt? I would have just reblogged the post with it, but that would have made that post eons long as the post already had two great responses on it as well. So go check out the post/prompt, and get into the comments because like I said, two people have already done a take on this and posted it as a reblog.

As someone else said though, why suffer once when you can suffer -- err three times? :) I put some of it under a cut because this thing ended up longer than I expected. Enjoy!

Percival couldn’t believe it.

How? Why?

Had Grindlewald broken out?

He hadn’t heard anything. Tina had not mentioned a thing, and they were currently at her home. Having stayed the night at her place, he had seen her just hours before. She was not here now though, so it could be possible he may have broken in just barely. Serphina must not be aware, or she’d be calling everyone in right away. And yet, here he was, gazing at the physical embodiment of his own reflection once more. A man wearing his clothes.

His face.

Flashbacks, brief but sickening went through his mind. It all came back. Being locked away in some unknown cellar, bound and gagged as he watched a man who looked just like him walking freely about. Smirking, gloating, taunting. Bragging about all the time he was spending with…

Credence.

He was so shocked to see the return of his doppleganger, that he had taken a moment to notice the shivering humanoid lump on the ground before him. Credence was on his knees, once again trembling with fear. A helplessness that had only somewhat receded since Tina agreed to let her stay with him, back with a vengeance.

And not without good reason.

Grindlewald (?) looked menacing indeed. That same smirk twisted his lips. Within his hands lay a brown leather belt that looked similar to the one Credence used to always wear before Tina’s hospitality.

He had a hungry expression on his face. An expression that Graves had wondered if he had inadvertently used on Credence now and then, but different still. For there was no affection or admiration in his eyes -- only possessiveness and perhaps a bit of lust.

A hunger, to use him like the weapon only Grindlewald could see him as.  

It won’t happen.

He had promised himself to never let harm befall Credence again.

No matter what spells he has to use, he thought as a green flash went through his imaginations eye.

He certainly knew he had the emotional motivation to do so, should he choose to.

He would.

Not just for himself, or for the good of the wizarding world.

But first and foremost must protect Credence.

Neither Credence or Grindlewald had yet to notice him. Thanks to his skill as an experienced auror, he had managed to stay hidden behind a doorframe, as he assessed the situation. In reality only a few seconds had passed since he stumbled on the scene. It felt like hours.

And now, finally, Grindlewald began to reach for Credence, who was still frozen in fear. Muffled sobs and apologizes coming from a bowed head.

No.

Graves jumped from his place, both panic and fury flaring. But before he could utter the unforgivable words on the tip of his tongue, another voice boomed.

“Riddikulus!”

A very many things happened very quickly.

Grindlewald had vanished. What was standing before Credence now was what appeared to be a niffler in a Mexican sombrero. Percival stared in confusion. Another moment later, the niffler scurried away and vanished.

Credence was still cowering, likely still afraid to look up. His shoulders still shaking. Percival began to stride towards him but just as he did, Newt simultaneously walked in through another doorway on the left side of the room. Percival looked at him incredulously. It was not unusual for Newt to be here, it was Tina’s home after all. But he still had no idea what on earth just happened, his emotions still in a flurry of anger, fear, and frustration.

Newt said nothing to him, but immediately went to Credence and knelt down by his side. Only when Credence felt Newt’s hand on his shoulder did he finally look up. Newt smiled at him gently and sadly, and he glanced in Percival’s direction briefly before saying, “I’m so sorry, Tina warned me there was a boggart that resided behind that shelf but I don’t think that anyone got around to telling you that, did they?”

Oh.

It hit Percival like a hard slap in the face.

A boggart.

Of course.

Tina had mentioned to him on several occasions that she had a boggart problem. It just didn’t exactly cross his mind when he walked upon the very scene he had been having so many nightmares over for the past month.

If the initial realization that it was a boggart and not Grindlewald had hit him hard, the next epiphany he had was nothing short of a sucker punch.

This had not been Graves’s boggart. Graves had just happened to walk in on the scene, after the boggart had already transformed.

This is Credence's boggart.

His greatest fear --- was him.

Percival came out of his reverie just in time to see Credence finally look up at him. The sight of his face made Percival’s stomach drop. Suddenly, he felt almost as sick as he had when he thought Grindlewald had broken out. The red eyes and the swollen lips were one thing. But the fear – the fear was palpable.

The fear. The doubt. The hesitation.

The question in his eyes: is that really you? How can I be sure?

How can I ever be sure?

Percival barely noticed he was chewing on his bottom lip. Newt was looking at the floor, and seemed to be unsure as to what to say. For once, he and Percival had something in common.

Actually, Percival wanted to say a great many things.

I’m sorry, for one. I’m so so sorry that this bastard not only had to drag me down, but that he brought you with me. I’m sorry that you thought I betrayed you so much, I became your greatest fear. You, who has already been through so much undeserved trauma. You, who should have been loved by everyone – a proper set of parents, some friends your own age…

Me.

But Percival has never been good with apologies. Hes never been good with emotions in general. Or expressing them. In his mind, he felt that there were no amount of "sorrys" that could ever make up for what happened. That could do justice to his guilt. Even a hundred of them felt like not enough. Like they would just be an insult.

 So, knowing Newt would likely be kind enough to see to Credence and make sure he’s alright, Percival simply turned heel and walked away.