#padriacratigan

[swanwinged-princess]

@padriac-ratigan cont. x

The darkly dressed Englishman loomed over her, cold and calculating as he took in her youthful beauty. He smirked. “You don’t. You, my dear, are to be the bait that draws my enemy to me. After all, even Basil could never be cold-hearted enough to let someone as precious as you remain in the hands of someone such as me, no matter how little he personally knows you.”

Tutu shuddered in discomfort under his gaze, but didn’t turn away, continuing to glare back at him determinedly.

“...You do realize that I have no idea of whom you’re referring to, don’t you?”

This man had captured the child of the king of the light spirits and was using her as a pawn in some kind of rivalry? She started struggling against her restraints, feathers fluffing out in helpless frustration. This would be so much better if she was at least upright...!

“And when-- oof- when this ‘Basil’ does come to rescue me? What then? And- might I at least be permitted to sit up?!”

[flxbber]

@padriac-ratigan from ( here )

poetry had never been something that he knew a lot about -- the extent of his knowledge was a handful of poets. ( whitman, sappho, and poe were the ones he liked the most ) as padriac spoke, his head tilted just slightly. definitely not a line he could remember hearing from any song he knew. ❝ i don’t think i’ve ever heard of a song like that. ❞

the movement startled phillip, as he wasn’t expecting the man’s face to be so close. a deep blush was quick to spread across his cheeks as he pulled away, looking to his hands for just a moment. people never got so close! ❝ w-well, i-i mean -- people like reciting poetry? i didn’t really think there was a why to it. ❞ was there? is there something he missed?

[sixba]

= cont. =

Simba thankfully knew how to deal with smaller creatures so he laid down on his stomach so it was easier on the other's neck. In fact, the rat was the first animal he’d come across while wandering around on his own which to the cub was a welcome sight. Slowly reaching out a paw, he gave the rat a tiny tap just to make sure the sun wasn’t playing tricks on him. Oh, he was real! That was a relief. “Sorry.” he apologized quickly. “I kinda had to make sure you weren’t a mirage.” As to the question, it was an easy answer. “My name’s Simba and I’m...kind of out here alone cause of stuff that I don’t wanna talk about. What about you? How come you’re out here, and is Professor your real name or is it something else?” 

@padriac-ratigan

[flxbber]

@padriac-ratigan from ( here )

❝ i’m aware. i mean, i have been teaching astrophysics for the past seven years. ❞ he liked calling them shooting stars, misnomer or not. ❝ shooting star sounds better than a meteor that burning against the atmosphere, in my opinion. it’s cuter sounding. ❞ cheeks rosy at the professor’s next words, he looked down at his shoes. he needed to get used to how forward the man was. ❝ people may be able to get things for themselves, but wishing -- wishing’s fun, it’s always made me feel nice. even if my wish didn’t come true. ❞

[swanwinged-princess]

ratigan: with you as the bait, my genius trap is finally set and I WILL SEE MY ETERNAL ENEMY CRUSHED BEFORE ME!!

tutu, just a simple, wing-armed magical princess who is EXTREMELY out of her depth rn:

[swanwinged-princess]

“Don’t even think about trying to escape.” (via @padriac-ratigan - Human-verse)

@padriac-ratigan // Kidnapping Sentence Starters

She just looked at him silently, eyes full of fear and uncertainty- but also blazing with helpless fury and hatred.

“And how- may I ask- am I to even try to escape when you and your... men… have me all but strapped down? Sir.”

That last word was spat with a surprising level of venom and vitriol coming from such a lovely face.

“…What are you planning to do with me?”