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Rec: The King of Oak by saltpans
Aug. 16th, 2018 07:00 pmTitle: The King of Oak
Author: saltpans
Canon: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
Pairing: Percival Graves/Credence Barebone
Rating: Not Rated [PG]
Word Count: 38,585
Summary: The first thing Percival Graves does after being released back into the world is buy a new wand. He’s at Greymalkin’s for ten minutes and the only wand that works for him is raw aspen, whiter than bone and so rough that Graves gives himself a splinter conjuring a storm of birds. The wand—dragon heartstring, a most unusual wand for an American wizard, according to a flustered Greymalkin—feels wild, and Graves empties half his wallet on the counter and keeps his hand on his new wand all the way home. The second thing he does is quit his job, because honestly. (“Grindelwald did his research before he put on your face,” Seraphina says reasonably. “And it’s not like you’re open with your personal life. He has us all fooled.” “He wore scorpion stickpins!” Graves shoots back, somewhat less reasonably. Seraphina looks at Graves, his pressed creases, his immaculate shirt, the red ruby cufflinks he’s wearing to hide the starved brittleness of his wrists. “I’m sorry,” she says. It is not enough to make him stay.) The third thing he does is get jumped by Credence Barebone in an alley.
Recommendation: I love this so much, I think it is my favorite for this pairing so far. I love all the old magic and folklore reimagined to fit into magical America. Percival and Credence are savage, wounded things that begin to heal once together. I love the notion that because of what has happened to them modern magic just doesn’t sit right, but the older, wilder kind has taken up residence. Oh and the trees, so very cool.
Link to the Story on AO3
Recommendation #1,570
||Fanfiction Recommendations by Isabelle Disraeli||
Author: saltpans
Canon: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
Pairing: Percival Graves/Credence Barebone
Rating: Not Rated [PG]
Word Count: 38,585
Summary: The first thing Percival Graves does after being released back into the world is buy a new wand. He’s at Greymalkin’s for ten minutes and the only wand that works for him is raw aspen, whiter than bone and so rough that Graves gives himself a splinter conjuring a storm of birds. The wand—dragon heartstring, a most unusual wand for an American wizard, according to a flustered Greymalkin—feels wild, and Graves empties half his wallet on the counter and keeps his hand on his new wand all the way home. The second thing he does is quit his job, because honestly. (“Grindelwald did his research before he put on your face,” Seraphina says reasonably. “And it’s not like you’re open with your personal life. He has us all fooled.” “He wore scorpion stickpins!” Graves shoots back, somewhat less reasonably. Seraphina looks at Graves, his pressed creases, his immaculate shirt, the red ruby cufflinks he’s wearing to hide the starved brittleness of his wrists. “I’m sorry,” she says. It is not enough to make him stay.) The third thing he does is get jumped by Credence Barebone in an alley.
Recommendation: I love this so much, I think it is my favorite for this pairing so far. I love all the old magic and folklore reimagined to fit into magical America. Percival and Credence are savage, wounded things that begin to heal once together. I love the notion that because of what has happened to them modern magic just doesn’t sit right, but the older, wilder kind has taken up residence. Oh and the trees, so very cool.
Link to the Story on AO3
Recommendation #1,570
||Fanfiction Recommendations by Isabelle Disraeli||