#gellerius

[arliedraws]

Hey, @mycupofrum! I forgot I started a Gellerius drawing a long time ago and felt like adding a few more lines.

Anyway, hope this inspires a lil bit of Out of Time 😅

[mycupofrum]

I miss “Out of Time” so much 😭 Snippet??

Hi there! I know, I miss it too! Here's an unedited snippet:

Gellert gazes at Sirius. ”I know what we did last time was not what you had in mind when you said you wanted to… switch.” Sirius scoffs. He doesn’t give a dragon’s shit about any of that anymore. Sure, he wanted to pound the man instead of have him control everything. But the sad truth is that Gellert holds the power. Sirius is merely a prisoner. ”So, I will give you one chance to fuck me like you really want to. As a goodwill gesture for when I took a peek into your mind.” His words are soft and silky, and his eyes are full of amusement. Sirius wants to blow up something. He hates Gellert Grindelwald from the bottom of his soul. And yet he already knows that the desire within him ignited the minute Gellert’s suggestion was out in the open. ”Why should I bother?” Sirius says, keeping his tone even. ”You’ll only do Legilimency on me again. Your word means nothing to me.”

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WIP game

[mycupofrum]

Okay, I’m glad that “Out of time” is third person limited pov through Sirius because it works so well, but what I wouldn’t give to have “messy bitch” Gellert’s less-than-suave internal panic every time Sirius gets one over him. And his subsequent internal monologuing later, pacing his rooms while his followers are like, “Okay, pal, it’s nice you aren’t fixated on Dumbledore right now but we really need you to focus on other, more important things than your hot prisoner.” And Gellert is like, “Yes, you’re probably right but only after I defeat the man I already hold prisoner and can fuck whenever I want. Then, I will focus on world domination. I promise.”

Hi, and thank you! Actually yeah, that's an accurate view on Gellert. He should be focusing on finding the Elder Wand and subjugating the rest of the world to his will, but instead it's the hot prisoner who takes up his headspace. How annoying for everyone else. :D Here's something I came up with from Gellert's pov throughout the fic. I don't know if it really adds much to the story, but it's a fun little extra piece. 

NSFW. Under the cut. 

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The man refuses to speak to him. Gellert made sure he receives sufficient amounts of food because based on the sunken cheeks, Sirius Black ate poorly in his time.  

While the man remains silent, he does play chess well. So, he's a good strategist. Intriguing. 

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Sirius moans so nicely when Gellert has him tied him up in bed. Finally, the man told him something about the future. It was mostly trivial things, but it was enough that Gellert could understand his plans would not come to fruition.  

It's a shame Sirius Black is as stubborn as he is handsome, because Gellert has to leave him in his bedchamber without a release.  

Gellert certainly finds his own release that night. His hand is in his pants as soon as he reaches his chamber, and he wanks until he spills all over his favourite robe while leaning against the door.  

Oh, he almost had Black. That pair of tantalising buttocks, that warmth that he touched – it was right there, ready for Gellert for the taking. But no matter, Gellert will win their battle of wills. It is inevitable.  

He waits for an hour, then snaps his fingers to vanish the magical ropes in the other room. Let the man understand who he is dealing with. 

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The plan is working, although slower than Gellert anticipated. So, Albus will be his downfall someday. Of course, he should have known it would come to that.  

The slick and sweaty body beneath him trembles as Gellert thrusts inside Sirius with more vigour. He shall have to continue to fuck the information out of his prisoner, no matter how many times it takes. Gellert really doesn't mind. 

Moments later, he takes immense pleasure when Sirius finally gives in to his strokes and gasps out a name. "James." 

The salty tears against Gellert's lips taste of victory as he kisses Sirius to sleep. 

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Two days later, Gellert paces around the bedchamber in the pale morning light, deep in thought. He almost slipped in his resolve to not touch Sirius Black again after their game of chess last night.  Yet it's best he keeps his distance for the time being.  

While Gellert yearns for more of that warm body, he can't bring himself to appear too eager. Sirius would no doubt taunt him for that, and Gellert can't accept it. Besides, the only reason he sleeps with Sirius is to find out what he knows about the future. Mostly.  

Gellert frowns. If only he found a way to slip inside the man's mind. Sirius is surprisingly gifted in Occlumency, while Gellert is regrettably not as strong in Legilimency. Not that he would admit that to anyone. 

Sure, he could simply force the information out of the man. But where's the fun in that?  

The piercing grey eyes haunt him. There is so much pain behind them, and Gellert is endlessly intrigued by it.  

No, this is his game, and these are his rules. He will crack open Sirius Black even if its' the last thing he does. 

A knock on the door interrupts him, and he hastily waves his hand to open the door. A dark-haired witch steps inside. 

"Yes, Vinda?" 

"Sir, I'm here on behalf of myself and the others." 

Gellert turns his full attention to her and faces her cool gaze. Young as she may be, she doesn't cower under his presence. It's a quality he appreciates in a follower. 

"Please, continue." 

"We were just wondering what your plans are. The rumours we heard before are true; the Elder Wand is in Mykew Gregorovich's possession. Should we not take any action regarding it?" 

"Yes, Vinda. I have a plan to do something about it soon. Never you mind." 

She nods, then opens her mouth but closes it again. 

Gellert raises his brow. "Go on, Vinda." 

"The prisoner... is it wise to allow him to wander around freely?" 

"I told you Sirius Black may explore the castle. Keep your eyes on him and report back to me everything he does." 

"Yes, sir. Understood."  

"Good. Anything else?" 

"Mr Grindelwald." Vinda hesitates only for the briefest moment before continuing. "We are all pleased to notice that Albus Dumbledore's actions and whereabouts no longer seem to bother you as much as before. But Sirius Black… he has been with us for months now. Is it really worth it to keep him around? Can't we simply force the information out of him and discard him?" 

Gellert shoots her a cold look, and the faintest blush rises to Vinda's cheeks.  

"I shall do as I please with my prisoner. You can tell the rest of the gossiping monkeys who are too afraid to approach me that it is no business of theirs how I spend my time. Our mission remains, and you should all do well to remember that." 

Vinda clears her throat, then nods once. "Yes, sir. Of course." 

"Good. Now, leave. I have things to do." 

He has already turned his gaze away as she closes the door behind her.  

Stacks of books and parchments and maps lie on his desk. Oh, how he would like to bend Sirius over it and take him right there. 

Gellert closes his eyes and rubs his face. He groans in frustration at the familiar rush of blood in his groin.  

Damn that cursed, attractive man. But as long as he continues to be useful, Gellert can have his fun with him.  

It is all justifiable. For the greater good. 

[mycupofrum]

Snippet Time!

Thank you @strugglequill, @lovelymasks, @goldenlionprince, @lilacella, @arliedraws and @groundzero-v and for tagging me to different snippet/WIP games a while ago. Enjoy this short snippet of unedited and unhealthy Sirius/Gellert smut as I’m slowly getting on with the next chapter of Out of Time. :)

"Is this your preference, then?" Gellert asks, leaning closer and rolling his hips just so. Sirius makes a sound but no words come out. He doesn't really have an answer, given that he had a long break from having sex with anyone prior to Gellert.    "Well?" Gellert says, kissing Sirius's neck. "Did your James ride you like this?"  A hot surge of anger shoots through Sirius, and he digs his nails into Gellert's skin.  "Don't fucking speak his name."  "Still a touchy subject, I see," Gellert says, smiling. Without a warning, he brings his hand to Sirius's neck and squeezes it lightly. "I think we should do something about that. Don't you?" 

Tagging @squintclover @nyxunderwood @sc0rpiflow3r if you have any writing you would like to share + open tag!

[mycupofrum]

Last line tag & New year, new snippet

Thank you for tagging me @lovelymasks @goldenlionprince @lilacella for either or both of these tag games. 😊 I have been pretty stuck with my writing, which is why I haven't posted anything lately. But I finally managed to get some words out of me, so here is a snippet from my WIP Out of time with Sirius/Gellert. (Thanks to @arliedraws for reminding me of it!)

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Their game ended with Gellert winning, which was fine. Sirius may be competitive when he wants to be, but chess is all the same to him right now since he needs Gellert to be in a good mood. 

"Well, now. Let us see about the other matter then, shall we?" Gellert says, getting up from the chair. Sirius follows suit as he walks across the room to the bed. 

"Take off your clothes." 

Sirius snorts at the command but plays along and begins to undress. He did resist the man for months, which is not for nothing. 

Now that he has a plan, a valid reason for everything, it's a lot easier to just get on with it. 

He makes sure Gellert watches his every move as he discards his robe, unbuttons his shirt and undoes his trousers. 

Gellert's eyes never leave him, their hungry gleam betraying his otherwise impassive expression. As he moves slightly, something glinting behind his robe catches Sirius's eye. Right there in the breast pocket of Gellert's vest lies a small object, with a thin metallic chain attached to it peeking out.  

Sirius frowns. Has he seen it before? At first glance he'd assume it was a pocket watch. But pocket watches aren't shaped like that, long and thin like a phial.  

Has Gellert carried it with him all this time? It's odd Sirius never noticed, given how much he pays attention to everything. A little too odd.  

He inhales sharply as realisation hits him. 

"How many times have you Obliviated me?" His question comes out before he has time to digest the possible outcome, that is, being Obliviated again. 

Gellert sighs and shrugs off his robe, allowing it to fall on the floor. "Must you bring this up now, Sirius? We were just getting to the good part." 

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Open tag! You can tag me back if you decide to do either of the tag games, I'd love to see what you're working on. :)

[mycupofrum]

Out of time - Chapter 3

Sirius Black/Gellert Grindelwald. Explicit. Time travel. Power imbalance. Angst. Emotional manipulation. Breath play. Toxic and problematic smut. And so on. Read the tags on AO3! Here's a snippet:

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He takes a swig of his amber drink, allowing the burn to distract him for a few moments before speaking.

"I was thinking…" Sirius waits until he has Gellert's full attention, and the man raises his gaze from his drink. "...about our last time. When you fucked me."

Gellert doesn't say anything but allows the silence to speak for itself, as if speaking out loud would mean submission. Sirius groans inwardly. Everything is a battle of wills with him.

The silence stretches, with Sirius also remaining quiet just to prove a point.

"What about it?" Gellert eventually says, his tone business-like. Only the glint of amusement in his eyes betrays him.

"I wouldn't be opposed to doing it again," Sirius says, getting straight to the point but remembering his manners. "If that is still something that interests you."

As much as he hates to admit it, winning over Gellert requires for him to act like a Black. At least from time to time.

"But I'd like to switch our positions."

Gellert raises his brow.

"Are you not up for it?" Sirius slides his foot along the carpet till his leg brushes Gellert's.

"We'll see."

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[mycupofrum]

His pale blue eyes stare down at Sirius, cold and curious.

"And who do we have here?"

Out of time

Sirius Black x Gellert Grindelwald

[mycupofrum]

Helloooooo! Would you please tell me about Out of time? (not gonna lie, I took a peek at the link and Sirius/Grindelwald 👀)

Hello!! I'm so glad you asked about Out of time! It’s a very toxic fic compared to all the other WIPs on my list. Or, it’s a fic where Sirius ends up in the past right to Gellert Grindelwald’s castle and finds himself a prisoner in yet another place. Gellert wants to know all about the future, and Sirius refuses to tell him. They are two intelligent men trying to outsmart and manipulate each other (but really just pine after their exes). Interrogations are held in bed. 😏

Little did I know when I received a drabble prompt for this pairing that it would take over my brain so much that I had to keep going with the story, but I love writing them. It’s also challenging because they’re playing mind games all the time and I’m supposed to keep up with them. 😂 I only have a little bit written for the fourth chapter, which I hope will be the last one, but we'll see! So here’s an unedited snippet.

The problem is that Sirius can most definitely not trust Gellert Grindelwald. He could go back on his word and decide to Obliviate Sirius in an instant, which would make all his planning useless. Sirius should write down what has happened to him, just in case. But there are no quills or even muggle pens lying around. It’s all very inconvenient.   On the sixth day he is spending time on his own with only one of Gellert’s followers, Vinda, on his heels. She’s the one who most often follows him around. He finally found out her name while listening in on Gellert talking to her in the corridor outside his room.  Sirius enters the castle library. The fireplace is unlit, but it gives Sirius an idea. He glances behind his shoulder to see Vinda staring back at him utterly bored. As the youngest of Gellert’s five followers, she’s probably fresh out of school, most likely Beaubatons, based on the French accent, but more than that she has a mean streak. An ideal follower of Gellert, Sirius muses darkly.  “Am I boring you today?” he asks wryly, which makes her roll her eyes.  “Sorry, I didn’t find a way to escape this place today either,” Sirius continues, as he kneels down right in front of the fireplace with his back to Vinda. “I’m sure it would have made your day more interesting.”