#gravebone

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In this year of Our Lord 2023, Omegle has fallen. (RIP) So here I am, laying all of this out, desperate to find more rp partners. I am 27, so I am only really interested in rping with people that are 21+. I am interested in both fandom and OC rps, depending on the mood and all of that. I will list the fandoms I'm looking for, as well as who I play, and general themes. I am a third person, literate roleplay, I stick to 1-2 paragraphs, but the length can always fluctuate depending on the roleplay and my roleplay partners. When it comes to RPs, I like them light and soft. I also like them dark and heavy, with lots of Whump, Angst, and Hurt/Comfort, as well as some darker themes that would require trigger warnings, all of which will be discussed privately, of course.

I prefer MxM for fandom rps, although there are some small exceptions for specific ships. I"m more open to MxF and FxF, and other pairings with more OC rps. With most Fandom Rps, I am looking for Shipping Rps, aka a Merthur rp, Kylux Rp, etc

Hello!!! Thank u so much for asking about hypaethros :)

I promise I think about this fic DAILY.

TL;DR I still think about it and I know what happens in the epilogue and eventually it will happen and get posted!

Here’s the long answer:

:readmore:

So basically I got seduced by other fandoms and kinda fell out of FBAWTFT. Then Ezra started their bullshit and I got kinda turned off, and then JKR REALLY leaned into her terfy bullshit and totally turned me off.

It’s kind of difficult to write in the fandom when that kinda shit is going on—and at this point, it’s never going to get better or be apologized for. It’s hard to think about hypaethros and not think ick.

And then of course there’s the usual life bullshit in the way—I’ve actually written 90% of another matchablossom one shot and 60% of a sukufushi multi chap but I just don’t have the time as energy to dedicate to them no matter how much I want to!

Also I got into kpop and kinnporsche and lita. The fandom brain is working overtime in THE WRONG FANDOMS LOL.

(Another shameful part is it’s been so long!! Who’s still reading it? But you are lovely anon! So thank you for asking about it!)

That said, the FBAWTFT fandom was my first posted fic fandom and everyone was so lovely—I do really miss it and I do intend to finish it. The chapter is mostly finished, I just gotta get over the final hump.

Thank you so much for asking about hypaethros 💜 IT WILL HAPPEN I JUST DONT KNOW WHEN.

Since it’s been so long and it’s so nice you reached out, here is a preview of the epilogue:

In the 10 years of marriage between Mr Credence and Mr Percival Graves, they can count on one hand the number of fights they've had:

When Percival sent Tina on a life-threatening mission, and then promptly sent himself after her.

When Credence got spectacularly drunk and told Seraphina to go fuck herself.

When Percival bought Credence something way too expensive without consulting him—and Credence returned it.

When Credence and Queenie joined a protest against Rappaport's Law, and ended up in jail, needing Percival and Tina to bail them out.

When Percival blew up the stove, tried to fix it himself, and ended up needing to go to the hospital.

What Credence and Percival can appreciate, however, is that playful little arguments have greatly outnumbered any sort of actual fights. And on this particular Monday morning, there's an incessant tapping against their bedroom window. Credence groans, and buries his face back into Percival's neck, ready for a playful argument.

"Credence, darling," Percival murmurs, running his fingers up Credence's arm.

"Percy, dearest," Credence murmurs in return.

"Sweetheart," Percival says, kissing Credence's neck.

"No," Credence laughs. "It's your damn bird."

The pigeon continues tapping furiously. Percival sighs, and heaves himself up out of bed and to the window. He takes the letter from the pigeon, who pecks at his fingers unhappily before it flutters off to roost on the rooftop. Percival getting old and needing glasses for reading. Credence thinks he looks hot. Percival is grumpy about it. He has a designated space in his office for them but they end up in all sorts of places that Credence has to remind him.

When Percival opens the letter in bed, Credence resituated across his lap, Credence can feel his husband stiffen for a second.

"What's wrong?" Credence asks instantly, leaning up on an elbow. "Percival?"

hello old friend - it’s been awhile since I’ve drawn gradence, although in this case it’s Credence and his lovely tunisian tulip Amirah! She’s finally shone her fangs to him :’]

please read a satisfied mind by @balladofathinman 

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Hp4yThx

by citrineyue

Percival Graves and Credence Barebone reach Italy and ask for political asylum. The sole heiress and Regent of the country accepts their plea, but when Gellert Grindelwald finds out Credence's location, all hell breaks loose and a secret that might reveal Credence's true identity comes outs.

Set after the end of the second movie.

Words: 2724, Chapters: 1/8, Language: English

Fandoms: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Original Characters, Original Percival Graves, Credence Barebone, Aurelius Dumbledore, Albus Dumbledore, Gellert Grindelwald, Leta Lestrange, Aberforth Dumbledore, Vinda Rosier, Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Jacob Kowalski, Queenie Goldstein, Yusuf Kama, Rosier Family (Harry Potter)

Relationships: Original Character / Original Character, Credence Barebone/Original Percival Graves, Albus Dumbledore/Gellert Grindelwald

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Smut, Credence Barebone Lives, Protective Original Percival Graves, POV Multiple, Family Drama, Original Percival Graves is a Softie