#fragraant

[vampirexelliott-archived]

@fragraant  [greeter]

Elliott yelled in surprise as he accidentally collided with something solid and realised it was a person. He reached out to grab them before they fell. ‘I’m so sorry! I totally didn’t see you there!’

[santamadrecasino]

@fragraant

         “Please stop frightening the pigeons.”  He trails the other, watching on as the     pigeons scatter like squawking leaves, but there’s amusement dancing in his eyes,     light within his voice, within the smile encroaching upon his lips ( and perhaps a hint     of fear ).  “They’re terrifying in packs, and I don’t know how well they’ll respond to a     cockatoo king.”

--- I’m not frightening them, okay? I’m simply reassuring my authority. --- In contrast to those calm words, there was a huge and playful smile outstandingly taking the young mage’s face in the rather loud ( and why not say childish ) speech that followed. The blonde would still not quite understand how quiet the other could be sometimes --- But cockatoos are still birds, so as the mighty and powerful birb king, they’d have to listen to what I say. --- Dramatic pause in an attempt to take a laugh from the warlock. --- Isn’t it?

[celamcntum-blog]

@fragraant cont. from this

                              〖🌟〗Movies? Blue eyes narrowed at the Warlock, lips  pursed as if he’d just been insulted. He hasn’t been around trying to raise the undead, that had been the necromancer who’d come into Johnny Rook’s only to be known later on as Malcolm Fade. A shake of the blonde’s head before running a hand down his face --lips peeling back from teeth as laughter rang aloud. This? Was this what a Shadowhunter was? Talking with Downworlders if not making deals with them? No wonder his father hid him all those years.  〖🌟〗

❝ i don’t watch tv considering i’ve never had one. i’ve only read books. i just know because the last person who tried raising someone from the dead got my father killed.  ❞

[santamadrecasino]

--- But I told you already, sir...! --- Stated the bird with a high pitched but somewhat timid voice, discreetly opening its wings as faced the human. --- It’s me, “the dandelion boy”, remember...? Louis! ---

@fragraant