There's also this photo which was also posted by Lucy if I remember correctly.
SOOOOO CUTE LOOK AT THAT BABYYYYYY

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There's also this photo which was also posted by Lucy if I remember correctly.
SOOOOO CUTE LOOK AT THAT BABYYYYYY
Just realized Slay The Princess is technically a love story about plurality I think
why you so silly /pos
.. ♤ :: Rootbeer. ࣪⊹
Congrats on 300 followers!!!!! That's amazing!!!!
For the celebration I voted for the canvas painting bc that sounds like it would be incredibly cool, but I would also love to see more of the LU vampire AU 👀 <3
:D just gotta get down to my easel and slap a ground on that bad boy! But in the meantime.
(no warnings, 365 words, so quite short. Vampires!!)
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"—as your descendant, he'll be unusually powerful."
Hyrule exchanged a look with Wild from where they'd accidentally hidden in the closet off the room. They'd been searching for mouse holes in the back of the bar when someone had barged into the room and started arguing with Wind. Caught in the closet with the door just barely cracked, Hyrule had grabbed Wild's arm and held him back. Thus, the unintentional eavesdropping.
"I know that," Wind said, sounding annoyed. "And he's still under my protection."
"It's been how many years now, Phantom? You have to let him go at some point." The other speaker sounded like an old woman, and Hyrule's fae senses whispered blood and shadows to him when she spoke. Another vampire, then.
"Of course you'd say that. You think five years as a vampire is enough to know what's going on, don't you? It used to be that five decades was the standard." Wind sounded uncharacteristically snappish.
"This isn't the nineteenth century anymore. With all due respect, it's imperative that you come, with or without him. We have evidence that the Consortium—"
"The Consortium is not back," Wind interrupted. "I looked through their files, the imposter cell I found was the only one."
"Other things are stirring, Phantom. Old things. Dangerous things." The old woman's voice softened, and Hyrule heard skirts swish. "I know you don't like the Council, but we need you. Even if you don't say anything, your presence will set people at ease."
Wind was quiet for a few seconds. "I'm not promising anything, but I'll look over the invitation."
Paper crinkled. "Thank you."
After some polite, chilly farewells, Hyrule heard Wind's footsteps, and the closet door opened, letting lamplight stream into the space. Wild held up a hand to shield his eyes.
Wind smiled at them. "Sorry, guys. Old business."
"What did she want?" Hyrule asked, accepting the hand to stand up.
Wild stood on his own. "Did you know we were there the whole time?"
"Yeah, don't worry. There's just…" Wind made a face, and then a light sparked in his eyes that both worried and excited Hyrule. "Actually… how do you feel about going to New York?"
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I'm considering doing more with this but whatever it is, it'll have to wait for after Marvelous Misadventures is done! XD
didnt someone else already send this gif
Wait I forgot characters 5 and 12 for uh one the marauders?
5. I heard a noise.
“I heard a noise,” Peter whispered from the doorway. “Thanks, Pete very descriptive of you,” James a sarcastic tone replied from inside the classroom “Can you give me a bit more than that?” Peter rolled his eyes at his friend sarcasm “Well it’s one in the morning and we are in the potions supply closet… take a guess at what the noise might be.” “Alright, alright. I get the message. I know it’s back here somewhere. Maybe if I move…” The rest of the sentence was drowned out by the sound of shattering glass and frantic swear words.“Fuck!! Bloody hell that hurt!”“You okay mate?” Peter said turning around and squinting into the dark classroom to see if he could see James. “Yeah, I’m fine just knocked some stuff over.”He closed his eyes in exasperation before saying, quietly “Prongs old pal, remember how you said we needed to be conspicuous and make sure that nobody notices we are raiding the potion supply closet… well, I’m not too certain, but I have a feeling they’re going to notice.”“Oh fuck you, Pete, I can clean this up and… GOT IT!” Peter stepped forward in excitement as James hurried out of the dark closet. One hand was covered in blood where he’d obviously cut it on the glass but in the other was a small vial.“Mandrake Leaf,” James said triumphantly. For a moment two friends simply stared at the small vial and how much closer it was going to bring them their ultimate goal.“Not much longer,” Peter whispered.“Yeah. Not much longer…”
12. Can I be of assistance?
“Can I be of assistance?”
Remus jacked up and stared bleary eye and the figure in front. Lily Evans smiled in amusement at her disgruntled friend in front of her. She sank gently into the chair next and reached for his hand.
Remus instinctively pulled away, but one look at Lily’s face told him that he didn’t need to have his guard up, he didn’t need to pretend everything was okay when it’s so obviously wasn’t. Slowly he uncurled the fingers of his right hand and let her examine the damage.
With almost a featherlight touch Lily reach forward and undid the bloodsoaked bandage which was wrapped around his hand.
She didn’t wince, she didn’t stare in shock, in fact, there was no outward reaction at all. She simply pulls out her wand and started muttering healing spells and her breath.
Across the palm of Remus’ hand were three deep gashes.
They were deep, and still bleeding and he knew that those scars were not something he was never going to get rid of.
But the worst bit, the bit that hurt more than the scars ever would, was the fact that he had no idea how he’d got them.
“Bad moon,” Lily asked quietly still looking down his hand. Remus simply nodded, he didn’t question how she knew.
She was Lily Evans that’s how she knew
“It will get better,” she said looking up into his brown eyes “Maybe not today or tomorrow or the next day, but it will get better. Potions being made all the time that are going to make things easier and less painful. And you are not alone. No matter how much Potter and Black infuriate me they would go to the ends of the earth for you.”
He looked away at this last bit unable to meet her eyes with the knowledge of what his three friends were currently trying to accomplish and how dangerous it was.
He simply took a deep breath and smiled back at Lily.
“I hope you’re right,” he said, and oh god did he mean it with all his heart.
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