#shadowrose

[thatkidwholikesthunderbirds]

The rest is easy baby~

[lizzie-sunshine]

Pvz Shippings, Day 12: ShadowRose 🌹🫛

[tanushakyrano]

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CHIVALRY: A SHADOWROSE AU

An AU inspired by the 1864 watercolour by Frederic William Burton: Hellelil and Hildebrand, the Meeting on the Turret Stairs. The painting depicts the final parting of two lovers, a lady and her bodyguard.

Surrounded and under siege from enemy troops, Lady Penelope and her faithful bodyguard Sir Kyrano are forced to make a final stand.

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The clatter of hooves and the thunder of soldiers' feet on the cobbled courtyard below echoed up and up, filling the tiny turret room as if the entire battalion were crowded inside its very walls. As Penelope continued to gaze down, her eyes caught on the glimmer of the first rays of light on the knights' armoured helms. She was oft awake at dawn, but this morning - for the first time in her life - she cursed the encroaching sun. With every minute, the shadows retreated, illuminating the forces amassing below. A dozen mounted knights and fifty odd foot soldiers, armed with greatswords and pikes and longbows. A bannerman stood to attention at the front. The coat of arms of Belah Gaat's household was emblazoned on the banner, fluttering in the morning breeze.

The Tracy clan were renowned throughout the land for their skill in battle, but Penelope feared that the few of them hidden in this tiny outpost did not stand much of a chance.

Their party had been travelling back from the neighbouring lord's manor when they were ambushed in the woods. Some of their number had been slain, but they had survived and continued with haste to the border. To their horror, however, a further night raid had proven their assailants to be unafraid of pursuing them into home territory. They had taken refuge in the watchtower nearby - occupied only by a single man, since the reigning peace had rendered it useless as a military outpost for decades. By the following morning they were surrounded by a much larger force. For a while nothing had happened. Then, in the pitch of night, the invaders launched their assault. The cacophony had woken Penelope from her uneasy slumber. She had not been able to sleep since. Some time just before dawn, the enemy had breached the walls.

None of them had been able to ascertain any specific reason why Lord Gaat had decided to launch such an aggressive and hostile attack - on the Tracy's own land, no less. But motive meant nothing when they were all staring death in the face.

Behind her, her bodyguard was wearing a hole into the floor. She paced back and forth, her footfalls silent despite the chainmaille she wore and the blade on her belt. Kayo had been tasked by her adoptive brothers to protect Penelope whilst they repelled the enemy. Unhappy but understanding, she had acquiesced. She had spent the whole night even more restless than Penelope herself.

Penelope tore herself away from the sight below, turning to face her bodyguard. Kayo stopped pacing at her movement, pulled out of whatever foul thoughts were clouding her mind and meeting Penelope's eyes.

"How many are there?" she enquired. Her tone was anxious, tentative - as if she already knew and feared the answer.

Penelope paused, worrying her lip. "Too many."

"There is no chance at all?"

"I- " Penelope's hands twisted the fabric of her skirts. "I do not know. We are massively outnumbered, that is certain."

Kayo stepped over to the window, surveying the courtyard. One hand rested on the window ledge; the other caressed her sword. After a second, she turned back. There was something glimmering in her eyes which Penelope did not like.

"Kayo…"

"I have to help."

Penelope exhaled slowly. "You were tasked with protecting me. Virgil instructed you not to leave my side. You cannot." The unspoken message hung between them: you cannot leave me.

Kayo's gaze turned pleading. "That was before they breached our walls. They need every swordsman they can spare. Penelope…my love…I cannot stay here whilst my brothers are slaughtered below."

Her words stung deep. Penelope swallowed against the growing lump in her throat; when she spoke, her treacherous voice cracked, words splintering on her tongue. "You care more for them than for me?"

Kayo's eyes widened in horror. She rushed forward, taking one of Penelope's hands in both of her own and clasping it tight. "I do this for you! If we fail here, they will kill those able to fight and then- then, I do not know what they will do to the captured." She reached up with one hand, cupped Penelope's face; Penelope closed her eyes against tears, savouring the feel of her bodyguard's calloused touch. "I could not bear it if they took you. I will not let them."

"I would take my own life before that happens," Penelope swore fiercely.

"I know." Kayo's voice was more full of emotion than it had ever been before. "But I would do anything to prevent you from having to do such a thing. Which is why…you must let me go."

Penelope opened her eyes again. The tears which she had been keeping at bay finally fell, but she took no heed. She studied every inch of her lover's face, took in every tiny detail which she had long ago committed to memory. Kayo's eyes were greener than ever, shining in the way which she knew meant she was close to tears herself. Often Penelope would lose herself in them, their mossy depths so full of all the emotions the warrior in her so rarely expressed. She didn't know how she could ever live without seeing them again.

And yet she knew that there was only one choice to make.

"Very well." Two words had never hurt her more. They left her lips as scarcely more than a whisper. "Go. Defend us."

The barest smile graced Kayo's lips. "Thank you."

Sir Kyrano was almost at the door when Penelope called out her name again - one last desperate attempt to stall her, to stretch out the final moments they had together. Her feet acted of their own accord, following her lover to the door as if some arcane force were drawing them together. "Promise me one thing?"

"Anything."

It was Penelope's turn to grasp Kayo's hand. Her bodyguard looked taken aback by the fierceness of her gaze. "Come back to me alive."

It was a futile thing to ask, and they both knew it. Nothing so great as life could ever be guaranteed. They both knew that intimately - had both lost so much so young. And yet Penelope asked anyway.

Kayo nodded. "I promise."

They both knew the promise was hollow.

[mrmustachious]

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For Shadowrose-

What's each member flirting style?

Who is the big/little spoon?

Who fell in love first?

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Ask Game

What's each member flirting style?

Penelope would be very good at it. She's used to talking for her work and getting her way with her words. She would just need to whisper a few things to have you on your knees for her.

Kayo on the other hand would talk a big game but would actually be really bad at flirting. She would see One cute woman and that would be IT for her, and then she'd end up spewing out some bad pick up line she'd learnt from Gordon.

Who is the big/little spoon?

Kayo big spoon! She has all the muscles and Penelope would feel protected in her hold <3

Who fell in love first?

Kayo would maybe admit to her feelings first, Penelope would probably repress her feelings until they all end up spilling out one day.

[knucklebonez]

Kapril day 3 her and her gf Penny x

[knyee]

"I will love you 'til they take my heart away"

Believe in me, I'm here to stay

Vampire shadowrose 🧛🧛🧛🧛 bc @avengedbiologist's vampire shadowrose art has inspired me YIPPEEE and bc I've been listening to this for a while n i think it's very them

Tried to make d vibes very um soft n airy or whatever but i dont think it worked that well bc of the neon pink i used as the base LMFAOOOO ANYWAYS

Fret not they r under the shade plus a little bit of light won't make them combust.

[spaceshipsoutthepool]

"Ypu haven't seen anything till you you've seen an English girl drink" line from Florence and the machines Mermaids only it's shadowrose vampire au

[astranite]

Headcanons of what biscuits each of the Tracies and everyone would like:

Alan first because we always seem to forget about him. He strikes me as a timtam enjoyer. He would definitely to the using them as a straw to drink milk through thing

Virgil would be resident mint slice lover

John to pennys disgust is an incorrigible dunker of biscuits in tea. She cannot reform him. Cause hes a mischief maker like the best he will do it in front of her while making eye contact while she resists the urge to tackle him as thats not polite. I think she has given in before. John is totally taunting her because it drives her up the wall. He misses it in space where free floating liquids are not a good idea. Hes yet to work out a scientific timing to let them get sufficiently soggy but not fall in but hes still trying to. He has been known to accidentally drop the biscuit in then fish it out with his fingers probably swearing. Then rapidly eat the soggy biscuit mess before anyone says anything before he goes back to pretending hes way too normal to do that.

Kayo. Jammy marshmallowy wagon wheels. No notes.

Penny’s secret vice is those pink ones iced ones with 100s and 1000s. Like the cheapest sugary ones. She will eat a whole packet if shes sad. They will without fail cheer her up. John has brought them for her and she cried all over him. She never had them growing up in endeds parades of fancy teas and biscuits. It was only when she was off at uni and knew john that she got to try them. John probably pulled them off a supermarket shelf and chucked them at her cause they were pink when they were grocery shopping for food together once and she decided to get them and loved them ever since. John doesn’t even like them but gets them for her.

I think Virgil would also like melting moments. He is unable to eat any sort of biscuit without getting covered in crumbs. He tries really hard but he has no idea how anyone else manages it.

Scott loved chocolate chip biscuits. But they have to be homemade. Secretly he hates those dry dusty store bought ones so much. He can bake them really well though but hardly finds the time.

Gordon. I dont know about actual biscuits but he definitely loves the crunch. Oh he would love those golden syrup and cornflakes or chocolate ricebubble crackles school bake sale treats so much

John for specifics id say shortbread creams. Ginger thins. He is a biscuit fiend in general and absolutely loves many of them. He also insists on calling them biscuits.

Grandma has tried to make anzac biscuits. They came out …authentic. Historically authentic.

Kayo knows about her girlfriend's love of sugary pink biscuits. She found out somehow even though John is sworn to secrecy. Penny was over the moon when she brought them out for their quiet night in after their fancy, nice date was interrupted by work after dessert was quite ruined after being smashed over the bad guy's head.

Thoughts for Brains, Parker and others? Favourite biscuits you want to tell about? (i need to know) (for science) (also biscuit recommendations)