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@flamboyantlycutsuit
Indie, selective, 18+ multi-fandom multimuse rp blog. OC and crossover friendly. Penned by Lyn.
Please go find Albus at my new multimuse @everyheartbesure !
[[ Kay for real though, if I condensed my blogs into a multimuse, would y'all still write with me?
what is your muse’s eye color?
put it in the tags!
i need more flamboyantly dressed dumbledore in my life!!!!
Yesh!
where your treasure is, there will your heart be also…
more miscellaneous ggad doodles!!
Emilio Pucci F/W 2015
Weighty arguments Eloquently. Meeting. Just look at both and feel something. I’m caught up in Albus’s luxurious gold-embroidered robe with a phoenix, the long indirect gaze of his blue eyes and the glittering challenging gaze that meets mine. I also like Gellert ‘s posture with the elder wand clutched in his hand like a pipe or a flute or an arrow caught in his fingers. Swirls of light and shadow are dancing around them. And of course, a lot of magic is spilled around. I like the feel of magic as a power flowing through them. The film version is very lacking chic magical outfits of Albus. I’ll compensate as best as I can. This is the case when you want to call Albus on the podium to consider closer and in different angles and colors and every of the elements separately.
@greatergoodfolly
My dearest Gellert,
It has come to my attention that you have sustained yet another grevous injury. I'm afraid I nearly fainted at the impact. Should you be awake and able, I request that you reconsider your stance on utterly ignoring our usual forms of communication. (I also request that you reconsider your current choices. If they are paining me, I can only imagine what they are doing to you.)
Sincerest regards,
-Albus
PS: See also my included thoughts on my recent research into the possibilities of combined magics.
My dearest Albus,
My apologies. I unfortunately wandered too near the quidditch pitch during team practices and did not hear my classmates calling to me. I apologize for the delay, but I only this morning woke. I will go over the research once I’ve been told I am able, but unfortunately I am in strict bedrest and they have taken anything I might find even remotely stimulating. I have no doubt anything I read will be absolutely amazing. I cannot wait to see you again, my beloved.”
My dearest Gellert,
Eager to see me, you may be, but I cannot help but wonder way, if that is truly the case, you are so severely limiting our correspondence. Letters are useful for comparing notes and sharing philosophical musings, but they will never compare to the feeling of you tapping out a greeting or a casual joke to me in the way you used to. I know I have asked before, and I have no reason to suspect you will answer now, but why, Gellert, will you not respond? I have continued sharing my thoughts and feelings and reminders of love and with you--I have yet to cease communication despite months of answering silence from you. If you are so very bored, would it be too difficult to use the time speaking with me? I promise you that I will respond, no matter the time of day, and surely you can not be prevented from tapping your fingers.
I am missing you fiercely, and if nothing else, I eagerly await your next letter.
-Albus
00:00:00 ~flamboyantlycutsuit ((oof, can't resist this nonsense))
Yess good
Gellert had never much cared for the timers. It was silly and whimsical and meant that there was someone out there who would have power over him. He knew his timer was in only in a few short years, but he’d never expected it to drop so drastically after he accepted his great aunt’s offer to stay with her. He didn’t change his mind however. As much as he hated the idea of anyone having power over him, he would be lying if he had said he wasn’t curious. Even still, the timer was dismissed and he continued his preparations. Hewould not let a soulmate interfere with his research. The power of the Deathly Hallows would make him strong enough for his planned undertaking. He knew it would.
So engrossed was he in his thoughts, and a bit jet lagged from the port key from Austria to Great Britain, he didn’t notice someone on the walk to Bathilda’s until he’d nearly crashed into them. He looked up and his breath caught in his throat at the sight of a handsome man that could not be much older than he. He blinked owlishly for a long moment before mustering as charming a smile as he could.
“Hello. I am Gellert,” he greeted, careful to keep his accent as minimal as possible though it could not be stripped entirely. He didn’t notice his timer had gone still. Didn’t realize it had warmed slightly in the other boy’s presence. Instead, he looked into blue eyes and found himself fascinated, “Is this the way to Bathilda Bagshot’s house?”
@flamboyantlycutsuit
“Very few stories are worth telling without at least a little exaggeration,” he responded quickly, positively beaming at the unexpected friendly gesture. “The stone of resurrection seems the least likely item, though it could possibly be an object enchanted to create illusions based on expectations.”
“It is difficult to find regardless. As is the cloak. The middle child was driven to madness and it’s unknown if he had any children. The youngest would have been the one who lived and had descendants to tell the tale to and those descendants would have relied on the secrecy and hiding for their safety. These children likely are the source of the story as the eldest is said to have died for his wand because he wanted to be stronger,” he mused thoughtfully, “Perhaps we should research the path the wand took throughout history.”
“Solid reasoning,” he acknowledged. “The wand should certainly have the most recorded history, if people truly believe in its power. At least some of the conflicts over it should be written in some kind of public record.” He was certain he’d read some of the legends already, but there would be sources that the tales had drawn on, which would be more concrete. “And cloaks of invisibility never last forever. Even if it was passed down through generations, it’s unlikely it still exists.”
Here’s some cursed Dumbledore content for y'all
Albuseptember day 8
i felt like making a unicorn inspired hat
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it’s the same feather by the way
Albuseptember day 15(?)
Albuseptember day 16 :)
Albuseptember day 20 Just a simple flower hat for today
Albuseptember day 25
Stay hydrated
Albuseptember day 30
Aberforth is a salty sibling is all i have to say about this