#rhys002

[moonhxwler]

Cass ↗ Rhys

Rhys: you can't even look out the window for a landmark, I'm not just wandering the city hoping for a lucky break

Rhys: of course not, wouldn't want him thinking we're all a bunch of drunk idiots or anything

Rhys: oh well we are SO lucky you love us

Rhys: ok let's go to the pawn shop tomorrow, i can sell these earrings mr. fangs got me now that he's seen me wear them

Cass: the window is so far away

Cass: right, we're classy drunk smartasses. not drunk idiots.

Cass: YES perfect, because if i have to pick up a shift at pop's in this condition, i will keel over and *die*

Cass: does mr. fangs drink coffee or is he a blood only kinda vamp. if i get free of this bed/arm trap i'll bring home caffeine

[nighthunts]

It had been an effort not to slash throats and leave behind a bloody mess in that damn meeting. But fool’s blood wouldn’t satisfy him. Those weak-willed cowards would taste like water, anyway. There was only one person Julian was interested in drinking from, and it wasn’t out of hatred or pure bloodlust. 

He didn’t spot her right away thanks to the pink hair, but when he did, something in his chest loosened, a strange sort of relief he didn’t have time to unpack. He slipped through the crowd until he found himself at her side. “Someone looks absolutely divine tonight,” he purred in greeting, place his hand on the small of her back. “I love the hair. It’s very cute. And you’re even wearing my gifts...” // @capriiciousness​

[xxcharlottedavies-blog]

Renegades || Rhys&Charlotte

A party right after the students arrived back at Hogwarts was an absolute tradition. A tradition technically against school rules, but a tradition none the less. The Room of Requirement was always the location because of obvious reasons, and just like the last two years before this one, Charlotte made sure to attend along with the rest of her team.

Before an entire year in school uniforms, it was nice to have another night where they could just wear whatever they wanted, and it was also fun for Charlotte to catch up with all of her friends. This year there were even more students than usual as the party seemed to grow in popularity every year, and the topic of how a few certain Slytherins had been responsible for providing the majority of the overwhelming amount of alcohol was information that had not fallen deaf on Charlotte’s ears.

She wasn’t sure how many drinks she had had or how much time had passed since she had arrived, but when she saw a familiar figure across the room, she couldn’t help but make her way over. “I heard that you’re one of the people responsible for providing the copious amount of alcohol,” she mentioned for a reason she wasn’t even sure of as she took another sip of her drink, “I’m impressed.”