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Нairpin Jin Guangyao and Nie Mingjue. Elegant, ornate hairpin in the shape of a dragon is in the Jin Guangyao’s hair. He serpentines in arms of Nie Mingjue. It’s look like Nie Mingjue takes out a huge venomous glittering thorn or a sting and out of Jin Guangyao 's head and holds it between his fingers. I love the folding-screen in the background with a willow, a stream and the sun. A willow is strong, it bends but doesn’t break. Jin Guangyao is plastic, yielding and at the same time inflexible in his desires. Jin Guangyao’s shoes is decorated red dragons. It’s the sly look of his eyes with eyeliner and makeup. Chest is in gilded embroidered clothes and red ribbon around the wrist. Their action reminds me of dancing, lunging, grappling or weaving – gentle and careful and smooth. And at the same time these two characters always remind about cruelty and strength. Nie Mingjue warily intently looks into the eyes of his friend, full of poison, secrets, plans, intrigues and secrets. They attract him as always. And it's mutual. Nie Mingjue if full of determination, he is demonic and overtaken by his darkness. Despite all the gold and light radiance of his clothes, Jin Guangyao is in the dark inside. But now they slowed down and they are good together. I love their hair - waves of blackness spreading around the figures and weaving them into one.

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Almost a chance meeting Admirals on the beach in a hidden faraway land. Boats slightly shown near the corner of the some kind of warehouse or military base. They have had long story and their conflict of interests has done. Aokiji is a free wanderer in shabby clothes, Akainu has shining white uniform and high position. He’s hiding a bit in the distance for this meeting. Akainu is looking with tension and feels himself unpleasant. He feels contradiction. Aokiji is looking through the glasses on him, he’s coldly and reserved too. But their bond is strong enough and they have plans and they have more - there’s something magnetic in the air. It isn’t their last meeting.

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Heavenly island Summertime. Hot weather, rest and relaxation. There are faraway islands, waves, white flowers – a little bit of heaven. Aokiji and Akainu have a good time here. Aokiji is looking around and smiling to somebody, he’s inviting to come near. Akainu isn’t so happy about it, he is more severe, there’s something challenging and tensional. Magma is start to flowing and inflame between his ribs but Aokiji’s glittering ice is shining next to it and has balance with hot Akainu’s nature. They are really good together.

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The ghost of Slytherin This work is on my favorite theme of magic and these two character. It’s about their contact with this magic and with each other. This is a magical experiment that takes place unexpectedly. This is the destructive, risky essence of Tom, who again goes over the edge, spills out, pushes. Tom is somewhere not here, he is hardly conscious, new horizons are opening up for him. Albus bends carefully over Tom with a soft smile and an exploratory twinkle in his eyes. In his hand, he holds a magic Phoenix feather - it can fill with new forces and smooth out a lot of things, or on the contrary, have an impact, restrain. Albus gently squeezes it and brings it closer to Tom. Albus is mysterious. He feels sorry for Tom's pale handsome face, or leans lower with interest and like a winner, or wants to finish it all. The test tube with the green substance glows and smoke in the shape of a snake curls around. Both of them understand the language of these hidden symbols, and in the silent contact, lost between different layers of reality and sensations, they are calm.

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Rage Illustration for a fanfic by Isfir. It's all very well said) https://archiveofourown.org/works/26108206 We see two brother and their long-awaited meeting. The relentless desire for revenge in Nie Huaisang's burning eyes is the same as in the glassy eyes of Nie Mingjue, which is full of furious rage. He smelled the target. This is their destiny now. And at the same time it is a gentle smile and the closeness of two kindred souls. On the clothes of Nie Huaisang, you can see the Phoenix as a symbol of rebirth, sacred fire, emergence and destruction into ashes.

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The toy Tale as old as time..)) Xue Yang is too bold too crazy and impatient. He’s full of rage and he’s sinking into desires and passions. He doesn't have time to notice how brilliant his destroy works and how it perfectly killed everything precious and important for him, everything he likes. He can’t return anything back after the act of destruction. One more time he learns and discovers fragility of the world and all creatures. And cunning of the world which deceive him again. And unexpected wounding importance, gravity of someone but himself. Xiao Xingchen can’t stand with all this weight on his shoulders anymore. It’s enough to fulfill and overflow him and he made a step out from there, to the edge. His eyes are wounded, full of blood and his throat was cut off. His body is destroyed but his face is calm and shining into the rays of light and his journey, his eternal wondering, pulled him away forward to the new edge. Xue Yang is standing here to discover something new. It doesn’t matter how fiercely and bold he’s beating with his first - he can’t go out from this place now. There are masks, ribbons and colored paper toys around like iIt’s a playing room. Xiao Xingchen had had a good relations with Xue Yang before he know too much. They had special but understanding. This is about unity and new faces of familiar people and yourself.

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Salt Salt is the salt spray of the sea, it is the wind; it is the smell of fresh water and stone. This is the wild nature around and matches for it the wild nature of Tom. Tom is woven of salt and pepper. His eyes glow scarlet, his gaze focused. His hair is ruffled by the wind, and his naked body is ready to sink into the water. He is at home among the rocks and water. Tom's head is covered with seaweed like a crown. He likes to predominate and he is in his native atmosphere here. He is free and happy. He is close to the elements in their fury, power, variability and immovability. I like his wildness, spontaneity, softness, beauty of appearance and at the same time fierce excitement and power. Energy of nature. As part of the circle of creation and destruction, it is inseparably intertwined with everything else. The name "Salt" recalls the lines of the oriental poet. "There must be something strangely sacred about salt. It is in our tears and in the sea..."

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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.

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The awkward age Sirius Black protests at family house in Grimmauld Place12. This fanart images that time when Sirius was student. He wears a Gryffindor scarf around his neck. The house is full of the heads of House-elf on the walls and snakes on the chandelier as a symbol of the family.

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Tranquility Job task was mignonette. The scientific name of the genus mignonette in translation means calm. It is known that the delicate aroma of mignonette flowers has a calming effect on the nervous system, improves sleep and cheers up. As you can see, Gellert is dressed in a straitjacket and he learns to be calm and peaceful. And the Phoenix, which holds the mignonette in its beak, helps him in this. Albus has the press in his hands and a complicated expression on his face. In his eyes, among other things, you can see looks through softness and sadness. I love him for this inimitable combination of gentleness, generosity, pride in, confrontation, calculation and a clear directed force that is cruel in itself. Gellert in a special uniform is restless, triumphant unstoppable, something probable still smiling slyly, calculating something and crazy believing in something. A scorpion with a stinger twisted around his neck. And he also has a multifaceted expression)) Fawkes next to them is also good. He is strong, curious, playful, peaceful, intelligent, mysterious and instinctively cruel when it’s necessary. In short, the Myth. I also like the combination of different time-space layers. Albus is in his office and Gellert is in the cell, and he can see a narrow window. Spaces and characters seem to merge in the picture into something single that connects them. They cross all other laws of time and space and create their own at the expense of unity)

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Gravitation The work appeared suddenly and included various scenes from FB2 and images on the theme. Small inserts around the main figures of the characters can be viewed alternately and in any order. These are scenes from movies. Gellert has an escape on a chariot with rushing thestrals against a background of lightning, where he can be seen under the base of the carriage. And below you can see a striped Chupa in a muzzle and collar close-up on the floor, next to the prison chair. And the prisoner himself in an overgrown form and with an escort in the form of a chupacabra in an empty room filled only with darkness and light. Around Albus you can see niffler on the Newt’s hands (niffler has the curious bright eye aimed in the direction of the pendant), cup and sweets served on the table and his spacious office filled good things. And also you can see a mirror covered with a starry veil. Albus keeps his long way through the hall in the direction to mirror sees two young figures in reflection. Close-ups figures of wizards are in the center of both pictures and they both have expressive looks. Gellert's mantle is reserved and at the same time impressive. It’s resembling at one moment a thin fabric of linen a greatcoat and epaulettes. And under the throat you can see a tie with a glittering symbol of Deathly Hallows. Albus has a riot of fabrics, flowing wide white sleeves, an embroidered thick long-sleeved robe; rings on his fingers, hair flying and shiny metal glasses.

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Fur embrace Gellert is in black furs like Venus)) It’s about his fashion look (and about black furs - of Durmstrang for example) and about their closeness, of course). Gellert is unstoppable and dynamic as usual. Albus is calm and confident. And they are both ambitious.

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Gifts You can see the Elder Wand, Marvolo Gaunt's Ring and the Invisibility cloak on the shoulders of both characters. I like the beauty of the artefacts, their strength and at the same time their fragility, like human lives, and they pass through human lives too. It’s a long and so human and in the same time magic legend that connects with non-legendary life full of contradictions. It’s a fusion of different times where events take place in one picture. It’s always interesting to feel the mood and rhythm in monochrome. It’s an ornament of hands, transformations, gestures and things. You can see Albus’s glove next to Gellert’s throat; Gellert had already released his wand and stand with open palm; Albus' hand, aggravated with blackness and a ring. Their poses capture like curved crescents. And you can trace equally the bend on the side of Albus or on the side of Gellert. There is something frozen and at the same time dynamic. It's like a trick that happens beyond the limit of vision. I liked the high spire of the tower in the window which Gellert hardly looked through; turns of the backs and the skull illuminated by a stream of light between them. Skull on top of books. Root, of course, with the symbol of the Deathly Hallows.

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Mars Challenge is mignonette. This is a date in a field of mignonette, symbolizing the first sincere love, on the one hand. And red Mars is in the sky, as a dark omen, on the other hand. The atmosphere of Mars in the sky hooked me so much that it was impossible to resist. This is the activity of the red planet under the veil of night.

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Fundamentals of practical magic This fanart is about superb potion. It’s a magical liquid and a one of new great invention of two great wizard. This potion is unusual. It can makes bigger the borders of mind and consciousness. I love the many details in this art. Artificial golden decoration of Albus’ boots and neckerchief same the colour of the shoe buckles. Classic pendant with the Deathly Hallows. Chain on the Gellert’s neck. Long line green and empty bottles standing on the table. The symbol of Deathly Hallows drawing on the floor. The book under Gellert’s foot and sheets of paper everywhere as a symbol of respect of ancient rules of tradition magic. Blue sofa is a pearl of this room and it’s blue colour as Albus’ eyes. Matters and magic play with their body and mind. In addition, boys are future, or may be actual, experts of Transfiguration, and they suit always slightly changing, unstable faces. I like when something wild and grasping appears in Gellert, despite his young years. He becomes more restrained and stiff as a predator. The same confusion and restless power show through Albus' calm. His bright eyes mirror that. Generally, they both are active and diligent followers magic. They surrounded themselves with notes and comprehend the practical part of the experiments now. I like the way their gazes entwine together. Albus' bright iris and Gellert's dark pupil become something common, focusing everything else around them. Their strange eyes are windows on the other side of reality) This is a world when disappears habitual understanding. This is a world that leads beyond the known feelings of body and soul. Magic is like nature or like the ocean there may be so different. Beautiful, scary, various… I love their bold journey through this unexplored space. Their business is to challenge not only the liver, but common sense at times))

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The Rain This is monochromic grindeldore)) Art has no colors; it’s a playing light and shadow. White owls with letters and papers in their paws flap their wings cutting through the downpour, their silhouettes are blurred by the flow of rain, wind and darkness. The rain hits Gellert on the back and creates an uneven glowing outline of his silhouette. I really like Gellert in the rain, with wet hair and a staring flaming glance. He has a black tie on his chest or it’s just the darkness between the light lapels of his coat. He, of course, is full of energy, wounds up like a spring, as if the chaos around only charges him with energy and zeal. And he does not get tired to achieve his goal time and again. He's holding Albus's hand and presses himself against breast, and, of course, wants something. Albus reclines on the carpet. He lightly strokes the hand gripping his wrist and closes his eyelids, and his head tilt is rather reserved. The space of light behind him, maybe it's a magic shield, maybe it's an illusion or just a room. Anyway, Albus is comfortable here. He opened his robe and stretched out on the floor. Owls scurrying through the air with messages and news remain beyond calm and silence. Gellert bursts into the room from the street to Albus and breaks the border of the cozy corner. He's the only one Albus cares about right now. Albus's expression on the face is calm, though. Gellert's visit is not unexpected. It’s part of his plans, obviously. And everything else will wait. If you look closely, you will notice a barely perceptible golden glow on the hair of Albus and Gellert. It is their common joy and unity. There is a playlist of three songs to this work. 1. America - The Border. There are a border, and endless distance, and running. 2. Celine Dion - My heart will go on. Wonderful song from “Titanik” is so good near this art. 3. Gary Hughes - Only true love lasts forever. It’s classic of grindeldore in every line. It’s about a place where time does not exist and where a moment of joy lasts forever. This is something that I want to emphasize and feel deeply between Albus and Gellert. I very often try to portray this feeling when I draw them to the best of my ability. Gellert, who doesn't stop talking to Albus. Albus, who doesn't stop holding out his hand in return. Gellert may be worn out and shabby by life, degraded anywhere, but he gets out he smiles and he offers again and again. And Albus, no matter how hurt/wounded/wise/experienced/principled and intelligent he may be, does not take hold when he begins to feel Gellert in the flesh and extends his hand)))