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Arcanus "Archie" Saphiris

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💤 Arcanus for @leawshum 's Modern AU. Not a crimelord but still an asshole lmfao. His hair was difficult to decide upon because I wanted it to still feel like him and keep his silhouette to some degree, but also be more befitting of his modern fashion sense (which is still vintage, because what is a Saphiris if not a little anachronistic). But I think I like it!

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For a New Year's event in a server, I was super lucky to have gotten my friend @honeycaksy as my recipient, so I ended up writing a one-shot with her OC Alphie and Harry. If y'all aren't following Honey, I highly recommend you change that. She is such an incredible artist and an amazing friend. Also all her ideas are peak.

ANYWAY!

Happy New Year Harry

WC: 500+

Harry learned during his first year at Hogwarts that as long as the Weasley twins were around, there would be pyrotechnics. It doesn’t matter what the situation was or where they were; if Fred and George were left alone, they would set something on fire.

As he stepped outside, Harry guessed he had about ten minutes before they set off the fireworks they set up. 

Despite it being nearly midnight, the Potter’s backyard was lit up like it was the middle of the day. You’d expect it to be earlier with how many people were outside too.

Harry walked past the large bonfire where his father sat with Remus, watching from the corner of his eye Dahlia light a marshmallow with Ron’s help over the fire. He kicked the foundation of the house where his mother and Regulus sat, waving at them through the window.

As he walked to the fence, Harry kicked a stone with his trainers, skidding it across the dirt. He put his hands into the pockets of his trousers, forcing himself to look casual as he came up to the sight in front of him.

Leaning on the wooden fence, looking up at the night sky, was Alphie. Looking at his face beneath the moonlight night sent a rush of emotions through Harry’s body.

Harry tried to keep his voice from cracking when he saw him. “You know, the party is over there.”

“I know.” Alphie smirked. “I was waiting for you.”

Harry swallowed. Hard. He climbed onto the top railing, swinging his legs as he looked away from him and up at the sky. “Any particular reason for that?”

“I guess you could say that.”

Harry looked back down, cursing himself. Damn it. Alphie just had to be looking at him like that, didn’t he? It felt strange to call him beautiful, but with the way the shadows from the fire were hitting his face? There wasn’t any other word to describe it.

He remembered the last time they were alone like this, the first time they kissed. The rage Harry had been feeling at seeing Alphie so bloodied and hurt, it had just bubbled over and he acted on impulse.

If Wood was there, he would have applauded how fast Harry moved in the heat of the moment. Probably would have said something about how Alphie coughed up blood a few minutes beforehand too, but not everyone can get knocked to the ground in the middle of Quidditch practice and snog on the pitch like he did.

“You’re remembering the last time we were together like this too,” Harry scoffed. “I know you are. I recognize that look, Alphie.”

“Maybe I am.” He leaned against the railing, his black hair falling down the sides of his face. “And what are you going to do about it?”

Oh, hells.

Unlike the last time they kissed, Harry didn’t think that Alphie was about to die, so it was significantly more enjoyable in that aspect. Who would have thought?

Harry jumped, pulling away as he heard the sound of an explosion. He watched as the first of Fred and George’s fireworks went off in the sky, lighting up Alphie’s skin in a bright blue light.

“Happy New Year, Harry.”

“Happy New Year, Alph.”

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Cosmia Jenkins

Old art repost againnn

The Ashwinders' seamstress and a former lady of the night (technically current, but it's more of a side gig nowadays). Also Julian Walker's @leawshum mother-figure. Ornery, but extremely skilled and can kill you. There's a whole lot more to her story, but that'll come in a bio eventually. I also really need to design her chatelaine.

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💤Modern!Cael concept

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🪙 Rich kid asshole, paint me as a villain