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ofresurrectiion:

the corners of pink lips twitch in the hint of an amused smile, but athena schools her expression to one of practised indifference. “the conclave are not boring. stupid, arrogant, prideful, fickle and prejudiced yes. but not boring.” athena raises the glass to her lips then pauses, tilting her head to the side. “come now little one, you may not be able to play with the humans, but i know many naive and irritating creatures reside within these walls. why don’t you play with them?”

“mmm nah, they’re boring. people who are stupid, arrogant, prideful, fickle and prejudiced are boring by default. no room for fun in there.” orange blossom chirps in response, slipping off the couch into a momentary handstand that they easily fold out of, legs coming over their head and body flipping into proper position. “ugh, but they’re all boring, too. humans are fun! so easily tricked! everyone here knows better, and i don’t want to work and then have the whole conclave coming after me ‘cause of a few harmless pranks!”

#ofresurrectiion

silxntkill:

“suppose so, but touch anything of mine and someone’s arm could be ripped off.” he replied bluntly, hooking their arm through his. “you tell me. london has changed in the last fifteen years love. may need to refresh my memory.”

tongue pokes out at him and they consider clambering up his side before choosing not to. “if you ripped my arm off i’m fairly certain you would have to answer to the seelie queen, which would be quite messy. you lot aren’t fond of messy, right? at least last i checked!” they skip rather than walk alongside him. “oh, london is grey and bland as ever! i do know a few clubs that have sprouted up around the city since you’ve been gone.”

#silxntkill

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trcnsfcrmative:

“what do you expect ??” she lets out a despairing sigh, hand cupping her cheek as a disgruntled frown settles over delicate features. “they’re shadowhunters. they’ve all got sticks up their arses.”

“oh, they aren’t all so horrible! i met one once that was fun! he died. they all die. so sad, isn’t it?” they smile even as they speak of such things - such short little lives. they remind orange blossom of soap bubbles. pretty to look at, easy to pop.

#trcnsfcrmative

silxntkill:

liam made a grab at the book, snatching it from their hand with a glare. “didn’t you ever learn to not touch what isn’t yours.” he sat up, stuffing the small journal into the inside pocket of his jacket. “it’s nothing of anyone’s concern.” he mumbled before standing up, holding out a hand. “well you coming or what?”

“don’t be boring,” anyways, if something isn’t theirs, they can just take it, right? and then it will be theirs. “it’s my concern! come on, just tell me! i’ll find out eventually. i always do!” words are chirped even as they hook hand into his own and swing their joined arms around. “where to?”

#silxntkill #poor liam #ob is Determined to know what he was reading

trcnsfcrmative:

“feasts.” she repeats, bored expression marking her own features. she’s not enjoying herself either but the childlike whining rendered by the seelie is immediately draining. “you know what’s fun ??” the redhead leans forward as if to speak conspiratorially. “being anywhere but here.”

they kick legs up, swing themselves around so knees are hooked over the back of the sofa and head dangles from the cushions. “oh, no, you’re wrong. things could be fun here if shadowhunters weren’t so law and order all the time. they need to get over themselves!”

#trcnsfcrmative #orange blossom is the Worst

if we shadows have offended, think but this, and all is mended, that you have but slumber'd here while these visions did appear.

#** A RIPPLE IN WATER **#londoninst: task 001 #londoninst: task

sncw:

“Feasts, how nostalgic do they make me feel,” the Faerie chuckled lightly, remembering how fun castle parties used to be and how many secrets they used to reveal. Now those were what Snow would call GOOD TIMES. “I empathize with you, modern times are boring and they give me HEADACHES. The only way we could do something fun would be to return to the Court, maybe they still have theme parties.”

they kick legs upwards, skirts falling about their legs as they circle ankles this way and that. how plain life has become! head tilts to look at the other fae and the impish seelie pouts at the other. “there ought to be a masquerade, like before! they were so fun - so easy to play about with the mundanes when we were able to dress as we wished and charm them into following us,” or maybe snow didn’t do that. orange blossom has always been a bit more puckish than accepted by the clave and the like.

#sncw

alexcndrvs:

Her eyes, actually his eyes, slightly narrowed as she heard their words, lips pressing against each other in annoyance. “Can you keep your voice LOW?” Now this wasn’t the best time to be rude, especially when her cover depended on it. “I know this isn’t right but it’s for a good cause, try not to ruin it and I will explain it to you once it’s done. DEAL?” None of them thought about Downworlders’ ability to see through the glamour before they decided to do it but there was no turning back now. She had to reach an agreement with the Seelie, otherwise they would be both in BIG TROUBLE.

a good cause. as if they care about shadowhunter’s good causes. they swing their legs and cock their head at the glamoured up hunter. cute. orange blossom hums their little tune happily as they think on if they are going to go tell people about this or not. surely the hunter doesn’t want anyone to know what’s going on. the seelie cocks their head and grins toothily. “you tell me now and i won’t ruin it. anyways, this is a fun one - playing being someone else when you aren’t.”

#alexcndrvs

ofresurrectiion:

“things have changed now little one,” athena cooes, green eyes surrounded by thick dark lashes, peering at them over the top of her wine glass. she flicks her wrist and the crimson liquid within the glass sloshes with the movement. “anything we view as fun, has surely been banned by the clave already. it’s quite stifling.”

pink tongue pokes out at the other upon being called little one - they aren’t so much younger than the vampire - only a handful of centuries separates them. they leverage themself up and sit, slumped dramatically over the arm of the sofa. arms dangle over the edge and fingertips brush the floor forlornly. “the concalve is so boring, i do not want to talk about them. just thinking about them upsets me!” face is pulled into a mimic of a sad expression before they grin again and kick their lags lazily. “i miss stealing names. i haven’t taken a name in centuries! and it’s so easy these days, with everyone just flinging their names around!”

#ofresurrectiion

THISTLE — NOBILITY; LILY JAMES is ORANGE BLOSSOM, a ONE THOUSAND FOUR HUNDRED AND NINE year old SEELIE. They are said to be EXCITABLE but CALLOUS as well. Let us welcome THE IMP into the Institute with open arms. (ooc: sel - 19- est, they/them)

#londoninst: intro #this is formatted like a shit post and i have no regrets

silxntkill:

liam finally had the day off to do whatever he wanted without being interrupted. after unpacking his belongings and settling in to his room, he had walked over to the common room to relax with one of his books. of course his moment of peace was interrupted as usual. glancing up, the male rolled his hazel eyes. “how about we not and say we did.” he voiced uninterested, returning back to his book.

they whine again, roll off the side of the couch and land on all fours gracefully. after a moment limbs collapse dramatically as they sprawl themself across the carpet and drop blone head upon his feet. “see, you are proving my point! so boring! why are you shadowhunters always so dull? i understand it fits your visual aesthetic or whatever but seriously, all work and no play? must be so sad.” they push themselves to stand and make to grab playfully for his book. “come on, what is so interesting in that book of yours?”

#silxntkill #SORRY LIAM THEY ARE THE WORST!

“you people don’t know how to have fun anymore,” voice whines unhappily as they drape themself across the sofa. legs dangle over one of the arms and a hand lays across pale forehead in a mockery of a swoon. “i’m so bored. what happened to feasts? feasts were fun!” and easy to play with mundanes during. orange blossom rolls onto their side and props head up with bent elbow and palm pressed against cheekbone. “let’s do something fun.”

#londoninst: starter #meet this little MONSTER of a child #they're old as dirt but a fuckin kid

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isladreams:

Isla had been in the courtyard for well over seven hours, maps spread over the tables in front of her and various books open to several different pages. She sat, elbows resting on the arms of the chair and hands settled in her lap, and looked over the maps. Various places were marked with a plethora of different colors, symbols only she and a select few understood beside each point. She said nothing as she heard footsteps behind her, knowing just from the gait who it was. The newcomer was quiet for a while before Isla spoke. “Sorry, is there something I can help you with?” She asked, warmer than she usually would and with a slight smile to show affection.

they hum a quick little ditty as they round the table maps are settled on, dark eyes brimming with curiosity as they poke at the maps with a slender finger. “what are you doing? this looks boring.” orange blossom huffs out the words and picks up one of the maps, stretches arms up, holding it above and away from them. eyes squint at the map as they turn it this way and that. “mmhm, looks like boring mundane stuff. why’re you wasting your time on this?” gaze turns to the other seelie with a mischievous smile as they set the map back down.

#isladreams #ob: what does??? take smth seriously mean??? idk what that is

linkscott:

“yeah?” link asked as he got out of the gym shower, pants on and shirtless. “did you need something?” he said, reaching for his bag to pull out a moss green shirt.

“oh, no!” they hum, single syllables tripping giddily from rose-bud lips. “i’m just looking around!’ orange blossom likes to know the ins and outs of every building they occupy, and this one is no different.

#linkscott

alexcndrvs:

This was probably not one of their BEST ideas but Alexandra simply couldn’t deny Peter’s challenge and there she was, glamoured as him, in the middle of the Ops Room. It wasn’t hard for her to pretend that she’s the real Peter, she knew him BETTER than anyone else and she could easily copy his behavior but she still hoped that people aren’t going to ask her, actually him, too many questions. She couldn’t help but wonder if he was having FUN at Pike’s Poison, glamoured as her. The answer was probably YES, considering who was going to be there. She was buried deep in her thoughts as she heard a voice, immediately frowning and turning around to face the other. “WHAT? In case you haven’t figured it out, I wasn’t listening.”

“are you playing tricks?” words jitter off their lips, amused giggles falling from them in pearl-like peals of laughter. they don’t care if this shadowhunter is trying to trick them - orange blossom likes tricks. like playing tricks, but it is always funny when someone tries to pull one on them. narrow arms leverage their small body up onto the edge of a table and feet sway to a silent, jaunty tune. “you’re pretty good at them! if i didn’t know better i would have thought you wren’t tricking at all.” see, orange blossom is well versed in such things. glamours and disguises. cloud of white skirts flow about their legs as they kick, head tilting at them. “it’ll be out little secret, though.” a wink is offered alongside sharp-edged grin.

#alexcndrvs #ob voice: HELLO ARE YOU TRYING TO TRICK PEOPLE??? THATS SO CUTE!!!

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