Young Percival Graves, anyone? (*ノωノ)
Young Percival Graves trying to get out of a boring presentation of some kind by flirting with the speaker.

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Young Percival Graves, anyone? (*ノωノ)
Young Percival Graves trying to get out of a boring presentation of some kind by flirting with the speaker.
how do you think the first thesival kiss went
It was an accident— like most things they did together.
Because they were both wild when they were young. They marked the world with rubber burning on the pavement and they forced the city to call their name in the form of sirens. Everything they did was reckless, ending in bloody knuckles and bruised smiles.
Their first kiss was no different.
Percival was explosive. But not in the “dynamite demolishes mine” type of way. He was the fireworks that blew up in the night sky, the ringing in your ears that made you slightly uncomfortable and the rapid flashing that scared children. He’s the boom you feel in the Earth’s trembles as the green lights shoot up in the sky.
Theseus was a storm. He was the violent waves that dragged your ship to the ocean floor and the whipping rain that froze off your finger tips. He’s the riptide that pulled you by your ankles until you were six feet under. Absolutely deadly, yet oddly enchanting.
When the two of them fought, they fought hard. They fought with everything they had. Bruised knuckles and bloody lips type of fight. The type of fight that ruined lives and destroyed friendships. It’s a wonder how either of them ended up alive really.
But while everyone was confused as to how these morons managed to remain friends, they weren’t.
Because you see, as Percival went to slam Theseus on the ground…he slipped.
Tina and Graves for number 25. “My nightmares are usually about losing you.” :)))
((ouchhhh, anon))
She could hear the crickets singing. It reminded her just how far away she was from the city, where the only noise was trains and cars and horse carriages and people talking. It was as if the whole of mankind had snuffed the natural world out; but here, out in the middle of nowhere, with the sun gone down and the crickets chirping, she remembered. And it was like returning home again.
With shaking hands, Tina lit her cigarette without magic, scraping the match along the side of the matchbox. There was the hiss of fire, and the flicker of orange coming to life at the tips of her fingers danced in her eyes long after she put it to the end of her cigarette and waved the matchstick out. She breathed in a lungful of smoke, held it just long enough before it began to burn, and let it out.
“Tina.” It didn’t matter that she didn’t hear him coming, because Percival could never surprise her. Her entire being existed in a state of expectation, waiting for him to arrive; so when he did, why be frightened?
“Did I wake you?” she asked, softly, turning her head.
The cottage did not belong to them; it belonged to some friend of a friend, who allowed them to use it for the weekend. A small vacation they had planned in order to get away from it all, because she had been getting more and more tense with each passing week, and no amount of back rubs, of Percival murmuring in her ear, of Queenie baking her favourite cake, could seem to relax her.
He slipped his arms around her and she leaned back. He was warm, but also strong. He had a scent to him, too, of tobacco and musk and mint, that she could easily drown in.
“Can’t you sleep?” he asked against her ear.
She shook her head. She took another drag, then held it over her shoulder. She felt him take the cigarette from her, then closed her eyes, tipping her head back against his shoulder.
“You should take more than a weekend with me,” he said. His voice sounded cottony from the cigarette. “You need a proper break, Tina. It’s the only way to make it through our kind of work.”
She smiled to herself. He was worried, of course – always worried – but he didn’t know. How could he?
One of his arms was wrapped around her waist, and she smoothed her hand along it. He wore nothing, which was not a surprise – when they went to bed, clothes were quickly taken out of the way – but still she felt her pulse quicken a little at remembering. It would have been easy to wake, and then to wake him; to chase her worries away with kisses and touches. But she had put on a robe and come out here, instead, to listen to the crickets.
“It wouldn’t help,” she said.
He propped his chin on her shoulder. “You’ve been having nightmares,” he remarked.
She tensed.
“Of course I noticed,” he said, teasingly, into her ear before she could say anything.
She laughed. “Yes,” she sighed. “Of course you noticed.”
He handed her back the cigarette. “Tina,” he murmured. “I just want to help.”
She took the cigarette but did not take a drag; instead she rolled it between her fingers, watching the smoke curling up away from the tip. “My nightmares are about losing you,” she whispered. “And how can I ever make those go away?”
She expected him to say all manner of things, of course; but she didn’t expect him to turn her around in his arms, so they were nose to nose. She didn’t expect to suddenly be looking into his eyes, which she would never be tired of.
“By drowning them out with good dreams,” he said, in the tone of someone who knew that was the true answer. “Put the cigarette out, Tina, and come back to bed. We’ll dream something good, together.”
(L - stolen kiss!)
It was a dark and cold and foggy night, the sort of weather that seemed to occupy the mind’s eye whenever it entertained thoughts of spies, and crooks, and shady deals. Tina almost couldn’t believe it as she lifted her coat collar up against the chill, pulling her hat down low not only to hide her identity, but to keep her hair in place. The fog was doing it no favours.
The streets were mostly empty, the miserable cold having chased most people indoors, so there were few people out to witness her walk. She was about two blocks away to her stakeout point. She was early, as usual, but…
She passed a dark, narrow alley, then stopped, and doubled back. After a moment of consideration she ducked into it. She did not look back to make sure she was not being followed because, of course, she had been.
But she had time for a detour.
A moment or two and then she was no longer alone. It was Percival, of course, slipping into the alley to join her. “When did you notice?” he asked.
Percival tailing his aurors while on assignment was not unheard-of, and very few passed the test. However, he tended to save that exercise for less vital assignments… and Tina could not afford to be late to this one. “Half a block back,” she said.
“Not bad.”
It was very good, and they both knew it. “You know, I don’t have a lot of time for these kinds of distractions,” she said, flicking teasingly at the buttons on his waistcoat. In answer he stepped closer, crowding her back against the wall, which was certainly not an unwelcome gesture. “My boss is counting on me to get the job done.”
“I’m sure he’s very confident in your abilities,” Percival murmured. “This will only take a moment.”
If he meant to kiss her chastely then he was immediately derailed, because Tina grabbed him by the lapels of his coat and pulled him as close as she could. In answer he pushed her back against the bricked wall, where bumps and edges dug unforgivably into her back, and she did not care, because Percival was pressed flush to her front and that was worth more than a little discomfort.
If he was going to jump her while on assignment, well, then she was perfectly in her rights to jump him back.
When he pulled back for breath she continued her assault, nipping and sucking at his bottom lip until he let out a huff of laughter that was not… completely displeased. “Alright, you win,” he breathed. “For now.”
“We can settle up the score later.”
“Well, you better get going,” Percival murmured. “You don’t want to mess this up… I heard your boss is a real asshole.”
She laughed, quietly, her lips brushing his as she did so. “Only sometimes,” she whispered. She quickly kissed the tip of his nose and ducked away before he could even begin to react to that.
“I’ll see you at home, Mr Graves,” she said, her voice low and playful as she raised the collars of her coat and slipped back out onto the street and into the fog.
the OTP asks 3, 4, 43 for goldgraves! omg could you imagine 12? i feel like thatd lead to either super romantic moment or hilarious disaster considering theyre both aurors
YESSS GOLDGRAVES a shot of the good stuff
3. Who takes longer getting ready?
It should be Tina. It should be Tina. But it’s Percival. He wears way more layers than her, everything needs to be buttoned and fitted properly, he shaves every morning and his hair needs to be properly styled (his glorious undercut must be even!!!!). Tina just slips into her clothes and her hair is less aggressive when she does it. Also who needs makeup when you’re already adorable as hell?
However, if they’re going out together or dressing up, Tina takes more time than him due to fussing, shaving, and getting her makeup on.
4. When they can’t sleep, what do they do?
AHEM. What do you THINK they do.
Well, barring sexy times, they’re that gross couple that like to read to each other, so they’d do that. Percival would be in the kitchen making them a drink and a snack, too.
43. What is the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?
Because their relationship is also intrinsically tied with their careers, the way they interact with each other begins to shift. Percival can’t mentor her anymore, and Tina has to find more teachers to learn from. But that lets the relationship sprout into bigger and better things. Also, Percival will risk his way far less, at least to avoid getting an earful from Tina about it.
bonus 12. Who does the hands-over-the-eyes “Guess Who” thing?
omg. omg omg omg. I can’t imagine either of them ever doing this to each other unless one of them was under the influence of something that helps them forget they’re dating badasses. BUT
If Tina did it to Percival he would likely grab her from behind, then realize it’s Tina and turn it into a cuddle last minute. Or drop her. Depends on how on his game he is.
If Percival did it to Tina, Tina would probably break one of his ribs when she screams and elbows him in the chest. No other options.
otp asks ;3
#WeWillNeverGetOverPercivalGraves
Some said this made no sense being a Priori Incantatem, but listen:
Tina’s wand has a thunderbird feather core - Grindelwald is using Percival Graves‘ wand, which could have not only that, but one from the same thunderbird.
(though not Frank I think)
Voldemort and Harry both had a feather from Fawkes within their wands, so the years between the crafting of both don’t matter (because why would they, feathers don’t rot)
>>>Society6
General Graves: Star Wars AU
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Times like these, dark times, they do funny things to people. They can tear them apart. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (2009) Dir. David Yates
God this one’s dark
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Fantastic Beasts theme Inktober 2019: Week 1
1. Day 1: Auror Goldstein
A kinda concept fan-art of unused Tina's dress. Base on several revealed unused concept art but added more detective vibe on there
2. Day 2: Short Noot, Tall Tiner
Base on @puffstrikesback 's headcanon where maybe if Tina and Newt meet during their teenager age, Tina is taller than Newt, because puberty still not yet hit Newt. Because adult Tina only have 1 inch difference with Newt
3. Day 3: Young!Percival Graves and Kid!Tina
Base on @anotherfrench 's fanfic about Young!Graves met Kid!Tina and he inspires her to become an Auror. Tina's clothes base on @elisha-am 's design
4. Day 4: Reconciliation
Just because i really need Goldstein Sisters got reconciliation in the future movies 🤧
5. Day 5: Auror Scamanders
Base on @forta-siano 's request, Theseus Scamander and Tina Scamander-Goldstein in auror mission with detective vibe *^*
6. Day 6: Healing
Tina have so much injuries from dueling during auror mission and Newt always there for heals her~ Base on @albinokittens300 's suggestion 💕
7. Day 7: Escape
Little Goldstein sisters escaping Grindelwald's followers. A collab illustration for AU wip fic by @forta-siano where Goldstein sisters' parents not die bcs Dragon Pox but they were killed by Grindelwald and then their memories got modified so they only remember their parents die because of Dragon Pox
okay but waking up in the middle of the night to soft rain and knowing you’ve still got hours to sleep, when you’re toasty warm and comfortable & sleep has made you forget all your worries and responsibilities and u go back to sleep feeling as content as ever
This hug was really important to me. Katniss knows she cannot trust Coin. She feels betrayed by Haymitch. For her own safety, she can’t trust Peeta. Often times she is confused around Gale and his views on the war. At this point in the story, Katniss has started turning herself off to the people around her because she’s been manipulated and confused too many times. But when she sees Finnick, she doesn’t hesitate to give him a hug, and he doesn’t either, because even during all the fighting around them they trust each other like true allies would, and I love that.
something wicked this way comes
Oh look, I found a summary of the entire Harry Potter series:
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As a scientist I can confirm this is important research data
Twinning!!!
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