#young grindeldore

[gellertalbus]

cruciatus curse would’ve hurt less tbh

[lupusbooks]

"Just think about it Albus! We could control the wold, control death himself!"

"Gellert... I don't know. Ariana is getting worse by the day, we simply just can't go on like that. Aberforth is starting to have doubts and honesty... so am I."

The young man seated in the old armchair of the Dumbledore's House, gently reached out to touch the hand of his opposite.

"Al...don't you know who is doing this to your sister? You know it, I know you do. It's them muggles. They are suppressing us! Those incompetent little muggles are going to drive us into the abyss if we don't do anything! We could change that, think about it. We could all be free! Ariana could be free."

He charmingly smiled at the red-headed boy infront of him.

But Albus Dumbledore was having doubts and that was something that Gellert Grindelwald wasn't pleased with, not one bit.

"Albus...", Gellerts voice got quieter as he knew exactly how to change the other man's mind. "We would be the most powerful wizards in the history of this world. We can do this. You and I."

Albus' breath flattened as Gellert pulled him closer towards him.

"The two of us. Forever."

It was only a quiet whisper in the room.

"Forever?"

His fingers softly wandered across Dumbledore's lips.

"Yes,", a bittersweet smile on his lips, "forever."

Softly the man pressed his lips onto the ones of the older, whose doubts immediately vanished. He only felt the other mans soft lips, his hands that slowly pushed his jacket of his shoulders, their breath becoming one. He had already long been captivated by the younger and Gellert Grindelwald knew exactly how to use that.

1899, the Dumbledores House/Godric Hollows; the evening before Ariana Dumbledores (*1885-†1899) death and the disappearance of Gellert Grindelwald (*1883-†1998).

(Wrote this little drabble years back. Pls mind I english isn't my first language.)

[albusgellertalways]

Closer Than Brothers Fic update bonus chapter: The Invisibility Cloak

Summary: With Merlin's help, Albus and Gellert find the Cloak, completing the set of the Deathly Hallows, but can they persuade old Mister Potter to part with it? Also, the boys "have some fun" visiting the Peverell Grave ;)

Excerpt: (they were just intimate)

After they separated, Gellert cast a quick Scourgify before pulling Albus into his arms, holding him securely as their breathing gradually slowed.  

Albus intertwined their fingers and let out a happy sigh.  “I love you so much,” he whispered.  “You’re so perfect, Gell, just the way you are.  When I’m with you, I feel seen.  You’re all I’ll ever want.  I’ve never been more content than I am right now, here with you.”

Gellert swallowed hard as he basked in Albus’ adoration.  He fingered out the pendant that hung around his neck that they shared.  “I’m so happy we’re betrothed from now until the end of time.  I’ll never let you go, Albus.  My love for you grows day by day.  Some days still I don’t know why you chose me, with all the complications that come with caring for me, but I’m grateful you did.  You could’ve abandoned me that first year we were together when I was being tormented by the Brotherhood from afar, but you stayed by my side.”  Gellert’s usually vibrant eyes grew haunted.  “I can never repay you for that.  I know I made your seventh year a living hell.”

“I’d do it all over again if I had to,” Albus assured him, giving his bondmate a little peck.  “But I doubt that will happen.  You’re in such a better place now.”

“Yes, but we’re still under Merlin’s divine protection.  Who knows what will happen when we get back to the real world and confront the Brotherhood head-on?”

“We’ll worry about that when it comes.  Come on, darling.”  Albus caressed Gellert’s right cheek, who leaned into the touch.  “It does no good to worry about the future.”

[apicelladonna]

"Name one child of Sight that had a happy ending." Gellert asks, knowing the answer himself but he wants to hear it from the other. He loves it. Staring at those blues shift and turn like the current of a strong ocean. Ever changing and unyielding. "You can't." "I can't." Albus admits. "... I'll tell you a secret," he leans in and he feels Albus' breath hitches. "Tell me." "I'm gonna be the first. Swear it." "Why me?" "Because, you're the reason."

[quillkiller]

genuinely kind of insane that grindeldore never got the wolfstar treatment

[closer-than-brothers]

[teamhangaround]

Drooling over each other (and a pillow)

[ilikebooksmoviesseriesandanime]

“i wouldn’t marry “i’d marry you

me either” w paper rings”

(we can all agree the lyrics are about & for them)

[shadowydreamlandwonderland]

Listen up Gellert-fans!

I'm writing a Gellert Grindelwald character-study exploring his childhood and teenage years, including his relationship with Albus! Here's the link to the first chapter if you're interested!

Okay, thanks!🖤

[wizardhusbands]

[insp.]

[gellertalbus]

“Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi” is the inscription on the mirror, which when mirrored says:

I show not your face but your hearts desire.

[junkiepunkie]

The Pact Fic -an excerpt of my Grindeldore oneshot.

Albus lay on the floor of the barn, panting and arching back. 

It was August 7th, the midway point between his birthday and Gellert’s. A sick, twisted grin lay on both their faces, today was their day. 

It had taken some work to clear out the barns middle without their wands, but Gellert was insistent that they should only use their magic for one thing that day. He wanted the occasion to be a memorable one after all. The taller man all but collapsed next to Albus, equally as out of breath and even more -if that was indeed possible- excited. 

“How long now?” Albus asked, looking with a needy pout out at the achingly slow setting sun.

Gellert sighed gently.

”Not long at all.” He clarified “But it must be during golden hour. It must be beautiful.”

For a beat, there was utter silence as both boys turned entirely to face each other in the quiet heat of their affection. They were radiant like this, content in their own madness in a way very few ever were. The moment was patient, and their love palpable. Then, the first glimpse of gold light streaked across Albus’ torso.

Gellert shot to his feet, raring to begin now that their ceremony was sure to be done in the truest height of beauty they could afford. He stopped only for a second, and only to yank Albus from the ground, and then he was like a freight train. Each and every movement his body made hit Albus like right hooks, it was a muggle kind of magic that Gellert possessed in times such as these. The kind of magic that he had taught Albus was inferior. 

Charm.

Once or twice Albus had considered telling Gellert that he thought that type of magic could be just as powerful as anything conjured by a wand, but then he remembered what cause he was fighting for, and stopped short. For the greater good.

His wand was in his hand before he could even register that he was upright. Gellerts determined pace was making him dizzy. Something the fair haired man duely noted.

”I seem to be a little eager.” He noted happily

Albus’ face broke into a large smile.

”Excitement suits you.”

“You flatter me mein maus” 

Albus smile turned fond at the pet name, he’d tried once to give Gellert the same name in English to match, but the idea was rejected rather naturally in favor of a more suitable animalistic title. Falcon. But that was not the name he used in this moment. No…. There was one more appropriate for the tone of the room.

“I just tell the truth, sir.” 

The air around Gellert shifted and the gold of sunset caught his lighter eye. Albus’ breath caught for a moment at the sight before him, allowing him to admire -in stillness- the creature of a man that stood before him. 

“So that’s how you want this to go?” Gallert smirked, leaning right into Albus’ ear as his voice fell to a whisper “you want me to do it don’t you?”

They had discussed it only briefly, and only on dark nights in desperate times, and yet Albus nodded dumbly as he shifted to once again meet Gellert’s icy gaze. 

“I want to feel what it’s like before we give it up.” He rasped, looking up at this lover.

Gellert hummed lowly. He liked when Albus did that with his voice, when he was dry throated and breathless. It was by far his favourite sound, well, except maybe for-

He grabbed Albus' throat roughly, pressing down as hard as he could without causing lasting damage. There! that whimper that was his favourite sound. It echoed round the barn like music, a love song just for them.

Albus broke free after a tense minute, he loved the feeling, but he needed to breathe. For a moment, Gellert's wicked smirk dropped from his face. Without it he looked... severe.

"Albus, are you absolutely sure-"

the shorter man didn't even hesitate "yes."

Gellert swallowed thickly, he was truly cursed of mind, but as much as he loved the gritty look of fear and pain as it crossed the face of the average man, he couldn't help but stall slightly. He knew what Albus craved, what he felt he had to experience just this once, at the hands of his lover, and yet the soon to be infamous Gellert Grindelwald faltered. If only for a second. 

He drew his wand.

 "very well," he observed with caution as his lover gave him space and walked back to where his obligatory fall would be broken by soft hay rather than slabs of stone. Only when the man was completely still and calm did he dare utter the word. "Crucio"

read the rest here?? maybe??

The Blood Fic (3975 words) by Junkinthepunk Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Albus Dumbledore/Gellert Grindelwald Characters: Albus Dumbledore, Gellert Grindelwald Additional Tags: Young Gellert Grindelwald, Young Albus Dumbledore, Young Albus Dumbledore/Gellert Grindelwald, Smut, Sad, Angst, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Blood and Injury, Misguided Albus Dumbledore, Past Albus Dumbledore/Gellert Grindelwald, Possessive Gellert Grindelwald, Top Gellert Grindelwald, Bottom Albus Dumbledore, Kinky, Blood Kink, albus dumbledore has a pain kink, grindewald is only too happy to oblige, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Gay Sex Summary: Albus Dumbledore and Gellert grindewald make a blood pact. What ensues is sensual, meaningful sex, and a sad ending for the both of them. TW: blood, very brief depiction of cutting in the context of a blood pact, non-sexual cohersion.

[swallow-the-bird]

“Goodnight, Albus.”

May all love be restored to its true form.

May every death be a reunion of loved ones.

Goodnight, Albus.

PS This is the the finished version of this painting.

And I draw it as a poster for a Lunar New Year fan activity. I got another colour version for the poster, and I think the other colour tone is quite nice too.👇🏻

“Shh.”🤫

Yes, that is the Dumbledore’s sleeping portrait.

This is also a Grindeldore drawing that I am working on…just that Grindelwald is yet to be drawn: when I do, some parts of Dumbledore will have to be erased.

A little shame I will say, so I decide to give him a sole shoot first XD

[apicelladonna]

"Gellert." "Yes?" "Do you blame yourself?" "...What?" "Well, it's quite common for a patient to feel a kind of ..guilt." . "What situation?" . . "The accident."

-Prometheus had Blue Fire, Inferno.

Chapter 1 is already out on ao3.

[the-desilittle-bird]

Hi,

do you still take Gellert Grindelwald requests? If you do, could you please write a fanfic, where the reader is Newt‘s best friend (a bit younger than him) and is also relativly close with Dumbledore. She meets Grindelwald during his escape, with her being one of the aurors. (At the beginning of the 2nd film) At first she despises him, but slowly starts warming up. Newt and Dumbledore often try to save her (she also tried to escape in the beginning), but in the end (after FB 2) she chooses Grindelwald over them. Smut in the end?If you are comfortable with it.

Thank you for considering

AN - Yep! I still love that old and beautiful man and god knows how long I have not been on this platform. I forgot my password and what not so sorry for the dead silence. Hope you like this.

Enjoy your Read and Thank You!

Requests are Open!!!

Be By My Side

Gellert Grindelwald x Fem!Reader

Summary - What happens when Y/N finds herself on a crossroad and needs to decide between her best friend and the ultimate love of her life?

Warnings - You asked for smut, and you will get it (please pardon me if it's bad, its my first or second time) (Breeding Kink and Dirty Talk). Gellert Grindelwald (He requires his own warning).

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GIF Credit goes to @grindeldore-is-real

Y/N FOUND HERSELF STARING AT THE BLUE FLAMES WITH WIDE EYES AND A RACING HEART. This was it, she thought to herself as she watched the loyal followers of the blonde man step through the circle of fire and disappear. Perhaps to Nurmengard, she assumed.

The past few weeks raced through her mind, memories turning her mind dizzy as she was overwhelmed by the burden of the choice that weighed her down; turning her body to stone.

Months ago, had she been told that she would need to choose between Newt, her best and probably the only friend who had ever stood by her side, and Gellert Grindelwald, the dark wizard she was supposed to catch. She would have chosen her best friend and had allowed her former professor's words to sink deep into her. But now, she felt her mind and heart conflicting.

Don't choose a man who is capable of destroying you, Dumbledore had said on the day she had graduated from Hogwarts and started her job as an Auror. Probably he knew that she had a liking for questionably type of men, or perhaps he could see future; Y/N doesn't know.

"Y/N/N." Newt's scream fell on deaf ears as the young girl remained locked in her own memories. Remembering the first argument she had with the Master of Elder Wand, having pointed her own wand to his face while he had not even flinched. Perhaps he knew that she would never harm him or kill him. She was not allowed to.

The young Auror could remember the day vividly when she had tried to escape her prison, caught only due to the cold winds and the snow. I do not wish to harm you, I never will, he had said, carefully placing his wand on the snow, disarming himself to comfort her. You are a liar, she had argued only to earn a smile and a deep chuckle.

If I had lied to you, then I can assure you that this moment would have never happened. He was right, she knew in her heart. Gellert Grindelwald was a master of words; had he truly ever wished to trap her, he would have already.

The gentle brush of his lips against her was still fresh in her mind. A deep hum from his throat, a moan from hers. One hand sliding down her sides to hold her against himself while the other pursued its way into her hair.

The electric tinge she had felt was unique, something she had never heard of. The same could have been said for her heart skipping a beat or the butterflies in her stomach, but was it really unheard of? No. Those were all indications to a revelation she wished not to see. But how long could she run away from the truth?

"Y/N," the rumble of Gellert's deep voice made her open her closed eyes, inhaling sharply as she felt every pair of eyes present watching her. But above all, the mismatched eyes of her lover watched her with a tilt of his head.

He took a step, and again, and again. He approached her, never letting go of her eyes as he walked up the stairs. His hand was outstretched, empty; waiting for hers patiently.

"Come join me, beloved," he whispered, making the girl gulp as her eyes trailed off to her best friend who watched her with desperation. 'Don't,' she saw him mouthing, but her mind could no longer register anything, frozen in a single place.

Gellert's lips brushed against the outer shell of her ear, eliciting a deep moan which made him chuckle. His hand cupped the side of her face while he whispered: "Be by my side. Be my Queen."

All the thoughts vanished from her mind, leaving behind only a single man in focus. One who had platinum locks and mismatched eyes which resembled so much like his own personality. The man who stood in front of her, waiting for her to say the word, to give him the consent.

"Yes."

Silk sheets covered her bare body from the preying eyes of her lover, whose fingers drew patterns on her back while she slept peacefully. The soft glow of the first sunlight entered the bedroom, filling it with a golden glow.

Y/N hummed to herself, snuggling deep into the arms of Gellert who smiled down at her; a smile reserved specially for her. His fingers deliberately moved south, running along her spine before they moved to touch her thighs.

His fingers were calloused, rough, against her skin. Creating the perfect sensation that had her moaning prettily into his shoulder. A light flush painted the skin of her neck and cheeks, touching the tips of her ear as she tried to hide herself in the crook of his neck.

"How pure," he whispered with a smirk, his fingers teasing her folds, gathering the moisture that had coated her lips. Another moan left her lips involuntarily as the pad of his thumb came in contact with her clit, rubbing a slow circle that had her withering.

"Yet so desperate," he growled, retrieving his hand as he flipped them. His eyes watched with amusement as the girl underneath him flustered pink at his words.

She leaned up, chasing his lips into a shy kiss that had Gellert groaning as his hips snapped against her. His hand moved eagerly, intertwining with her hair before tugging her back, baring her neck. The sight of purple bruises and bites had him grow harder as he nipped on the skin on her collarbone.

"Gellert," she moaned, hands shooting off to tug at his disheveled hair. "Please," she mewled, moving her hips desperately. With a smirk plastered on his angular face, the wizard taunted, "what do you want, rabbit?"

The cry that left her satisfied him enough as he slowly settled inside her, grunting at the feel of her insides squeezing him. A broken moan left Y/N as a single tear rolled down her cheek, her nails digging into his back as she forced herself to relax around his length.

Moments after, the entire room was filled with loud sound of moans and grunts and the peculiar sound of skin slapping against skin. Filthy words escaped Gellert's mouth as he praised her while pounding deep into her.

"Such an obedient little girl. A perfect slut. So tight, so pure, so innocent. The perfect little wife. Should I make you a mother? Would you like that? Carrying my child. I feel you clinging around me, seems that you like that idea."

The sunshine filled the entire room in a holy glow as Gellert and Y/N cummed on the same time. Breath labored, both of them slumped against each other, foreheads pressed together as they came down from their peaks.

"I love you," she whispered, the words almost lost between the heavy pants. But Gellert heard them anyway, and with a smile and a light heart, he whispered the words back.

"I love you too, beloved."

[kazuza-art]

Little young grindeldore sketch just cause 🤣