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Okay as most of you noticed, things are super quiet here recently, and for a very good reason. With college and real life being a bitch, it’s super hard for me to maintain 4 single muse blogs and a multimuse blog, so here’s the deal with that one. This blog is being converted to a multimuse blog as well (since my other multi is based only on characters played by Jude Law). 

No worries at all, Loki is staying right where he is! He will, however, be joined by my 3 other muses:                      - Gellert Grindelwald                      - Geralt of Rivia                      - Andrea (OC)

All threads stay here as they are, and will be replied to eventually, once I set the blog up, and there’s always a chance that the four of them get more company! From now on, this blog is under construction as I set up a new background and change things up and transfer drafts from others over as well! I didn’t decide on an url just yet, but you’ll get notified about that as well! I hope you guys have understanding for it, and I in return understand if you don’t wish to interact with me anymore since I’m converting the blog to a multimuse blog.

“For some that way might be wrong, for others right.” Gellert mused, watching the young witch in front of him. Her surname was more than familiar to him, she came from a great wizarding family, pure-blooded as well, a family which, he was certain, would have recognized his cause and supported him. Some, according to Vinda, were already amongst his followers. “Perhaps you would like to reconsider yours, dearest?” He asked, holding his hand out for her. “It’s still not too late. You could do so much better.”

She almost felt bad about her stubbornness, almost, though more so she was enraged at his trying. And his trying at manipulation that only sparked more questions inside of her. More than anything, Leta just wanted the Scamanders to leave this war alive - why else would she sacrifice herself as she did? But ever more, she wanted to understand who he was to think he could lead. Who he was to take her when she had oh so clearly declared her side without hesitation?

“Everyone does.” Leta spoke quietly, not moving despite the steps he inched nearer to her. It was the unfortunate truth to the matter, the lack of uniqueness in the world and the people within it. When you met people like the Scamander brothers who display uniqueness it was almost intoxicating and didn’t make one want to leave. But he wasn’t wrong and that was frightening. “And what will others say if I stand beside you?”

“Oh, not everybody,” the dark wizard replied with a small smirk. While it was true that most bent to the will of society, filling in the places the society wanted them to take, wanted them to be something they perhaps didn’t want to, there were always certain individuals that proved them otherwise and remained true to themselves, even if that meant being shunned away by everybody else. “Newt Scamander is a prime example of that, isn’t he?” Grindelwald deliberately didn’t play the ego card, instead chose to work around something Leta was familiar with and try to reach to her that way.

“I don’t do sides.”

- Newt Scamander

                         ❝ I ʀᴇғᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴʏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ❞ 

                                                          ꧁ PERCIVAL GRAVES.

Rᴜʟᴇs ﹣ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ ﹣ Hᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ﹣ Vᴇʀsᴇs

“Magic Blooms Only In Rare Souls”

- Gellert Grindelwald

                         ❝ Magic blooms only in rare souls.                           Still we must skulk in the shadows.                          But the old ways serve us no longer. ❞