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I have been informed by @hamelin-born that this is my theme song. XD

IT IS TRUTH.
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@funkzpiel I’m stocking up on bunnies because I have a feeling that I’m going to need them in the imminent future.
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bless you.

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I think the better question is: will it help?

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Frankly, Graves thinks he should be used to this sort of thing by now. He’s switched species enough times that the entire situation is distinctly reminiscent of a game of musical chairs. Going from a giant wolf-monster to a giant lizard-monster is - far less of an adjustment then his original transformation, actually. Plus, there’s less shed hair (the stuff got everywhere). The whole speaking in tongues bit isn’t really any different then wearing a really good all-purpose translation charm, even though it’s weird sometimes to read menus and realize that he actually understands the meal names. And his suddenly greatly expanded tolerance to temperature extremes is distinctly useful.

(Newt, for one, almost misses the wolf - his lovely wolf, who snuggled with him beneath the full moon and who really appreciated belly-rubs. But Percy is free of the curse of the moon, free of the pain of transformation, and Newt quietly resolves to coax Percy into animagus training - with time and patience, he might yet have his wolf back).

This time around, Percival Graves has Newt, and that makes all the difference. Newt, who can explain to him exactly what these instincts are prompting him towards; Newt, who is encouraging him, Newt who he loves - and if he’s the same as Newt, now, well. Newt’s not a monster. Newt could never be a monster. So Graves is forced to grudgingly accept the fact that he’s not a monster either.

The time, the transition is almost - almost enjoyable. He has Newt’s undivided attention, for one, and while Percival isn’t petty enough to resent how much time Newt spends with his creatures, it’s still nice to have that unrelenting focus fixed squarely on him. Newt carefully, gently, introduces him to what it means to be a dragon - there are foods that make his tongue almost explode with flavor, there’s the almost debauched pleasure of near-boiling bath water against his skin, and don’t get him started on his own involuntary reaction the first time Newt shyly handed him a piece of what the human Graves would have dismissed as a particularly gaudy piece of jewelry. The odd little habits Newt has make sense now, and he feels - closer to his lover then he ever has before.

He could do without Newt’s constant attempts to trick him into flight, though.

And the hoarding instincts. HIS PLANTS ARE NOT A HOARD. (Newt: Yes, they are. This denial isn’t good for you, love.)

Frankly, most of the time he’s a bit surprised by how much he’s not really all that surprised about any of this.

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OH MY GOD - That was you! Back before I got more active on this blog, I ran into that on the Percival Graves tag and I fucking loved it. So when someone sent an ask in a little while back suggesting a Selkie!Graves fic, I actually didn’t do anything with it because that worldbuild/fic you did fucking blew my mind and I was just like - nope, that was already tackled perfectly, I’m not touching that with a 10-foot pole! Ooohhh I loved that so much, it was so gorgeous. The idea of Newt in control of the Wild Hunt, I lost my shit man. Lost it.

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Sooooo I actually can’t express enough how overwhelmingly happy this makes me, it’s legit like praise of the highest sort for me, because I have always been enamored with the diction of that song. Like, the word play in that song fucking speaks to me. So when I read this, I legit freaked out for a good thirty minutes. I can’t handle it. I can’t handle it. I don’t know how to handle such kind praise!!! Thank you so much!! I’m just gonna go die now, k thx bai.

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THANK YOU SO MUCH @hamelin-born!! I was actually just thinking about you the other day (because I’m trying to figure out what nonsense dragon!graves hoards because that head canon you sent is giving me life right now) I’m thinking plants. It starts out with little flowers pressed in books and at first Newt thinks, yes, books, this makes total sense but suddenly there’s more and more plants in Graves’ apartment and holy shit the man also collects life and Newt has never been more in love.

ANY WHOOO.I have not seen Saving Mr. Banks yet, but it is on my list! I have seen THE WONDER that is Fright Night and I fucking love how stupidly oversexualized Colin is in it, just holy FUCK the man is such a predator and I’ve been so so so tempted to write something with him and Graves becauseIamtrashIsweartogod.

I loved Fright Night. I mean, it was a SILLY movie, but I loved it so much. Mostly because Colin Farrell breathed so much life into that role and I just can’t look away from Jerry whenever he’s on screen. God bless.