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sorry if i've been inactive here, been using my twitter far more lately :)

[sonics-atelier]

The Reaper’s Last Dance

A snippet from my grindeldore fic -

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The Hall of Mirrors shimmered with candlelight, a golden world of reflections and revelry. Perfumed laughter drifted through the air, mingling with the clinking of crystal goblets and the low murmur of intrigue. Beneath chandeliers that burned like captured constellations, nobles swayed in elaborate silks, their powdered wigs nodding with feigned indifference, their lips curling around whispered betrayals.

Albus had never felt more out of place.

He stood at the edge of the celebration, dressed in fine but unembellished garments, his physician’s hands restless at his sides. Versailles, for all its grandeur, reeked of sickness. Beneath the rouge and pomade, beneath the gilded brocade, he could hear the shallow, consumptive breaths of men who had feasted too richly on excess. He had come here under the guise of a healer, summoned to treat the Duke d’Orléans, but the court was a web he had no wish to be entangled in.

And yet—

“You look as though you’d rather be anywhere else, Albus.”

The voice was silk wrapped around steel, a blade hidden beneath velvet.

Albus turned sharply, already knowing who he would find.

Gellert stood before him, clad in a midnight-blue coat embroidered with silver, the high collar framing his sharp, amused features. A half-mask obscured his face, but it did nothing to hide the glint in his eyes—the same glint Albus had seen across centuries, across war-torn cities and plague-ridden streets.

“You should not be here,” Albus murmured, his voice low."

Gellert smiled. “And yet, neither should you.”

He stepped closer, and Albus felt it—the quiet inevitability of it, like the tide pulling against the shore. The scent of bergamot and something darker curled between them. Gellert reached out, gloved fingers tracing the edge of Albus’s mask, as if testing its reality.

“Tell me,” he whispered, “is it exhausting? Carrying all that righteousness?”

Albus swallowed, his pulse a betrayer against his throat. “Is it exhausting, Gellert, carrying all those lives on your conscience?”

Gellert’s lips quirked. “Not at all.”

A waltz began, the strings rising like a held breath. Gellert extended a hand. An invitation. A challenge.

Albus hesitated for only a moment before taking it.

Their fingers laced together, and the room around them blurred into golden haze.

. . .

[purpiesaint]

We talk about how Albus loved Gellert, and fb makes this clear but Jesus did Gellert love him. Obviously he goes about it so badly but he loves him. Obsessively.

I think he fell in love really really hard. This is the same cruel person that doesn’t care about anyone else. I think he was very taken from the beginning. I think he found him so talented and brillant. I think he also found him so beautiful. He thinks about him all the time.

He loves him so much that he wants him dead because he’s in so much pain loosing him.

He’s jealous, angry and bitter. He keeps the oath close to him cause that’s a symbol of their love. He’s so heartbroken when it breaks. I think his biggest fear is that Albus will stop loving him. It literally paralyses him.

He’s literally begging him with cruel words to love him.

Thats why he lies to Voldemort.

‘There is so much you don’t understand.’ Yes. He doesn’t understand how agonising love is. Gellert does, because he really loved him.

[chocfrog-enjoyer]

Forgot to update y’all but the Grindeldore plushies I designed are with me! And now they can have a happy ever after XD

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2011 Grindledore fanart

[sivispacemparabellum]

guys, hear me out, gellert grindelwald but we let aaron taylor-johnson in anna karenina play him

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I know nobody asked but if anyone has wanted a Grindeldore playlist, this bored shipper swiftie has something for you!

Grindeldore (Taylor's Version) - YouTube Music

Grindeldore (Taylor's Version) - Spotify

Yes it's all Taylor Swift but don't you dare snub it just for that. There's 74 fucking songs here, there's bound to be a few you'll like.

Enjoy! 😊

[ibahibut]

💜🐝 Kiss me more

In vain have i struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you. -Jane Austen, 'Pride & Prejudice'