𝓣WISTED 𝓕AIRYTALE

@enimik    /       how   dare   you   forget   about   meeeeee   ):  
                 JK JK   !      you’re   all   good   kal !!    <33 

&.    cause i keep forgetting.

@THOUSHALTOBEY    (  . . .  )         what   won’t   ?    I   am   not   even   doing   anything.     [      the   silver-haired   fae   uttered   defensively,   as   if   her   narrowed   eyes   hadn’t   just   been   studying   him   almost   / glaringly /.    she   had   been   watching   him   for   a   while   now,   trying   to   decipher   his   intentions.         ] 

@enimik 

@enimik    (  . . .  )       don’t   look   at   me   like   that.    I’ve   come   here   for   the   same   reason   that   you   have.      [        it   took   everything   in   her   power   not   to   roll   her   eyes   at   his   words   as   she   tucked   a   strand   of   her   light,   almost   silver   hair   behind   one   of   her   pointed   ears.   her   hair   contrasted   heavily   to   the   dark   feathered   wings   currently   adorning   her   back   after   descending   from   flight.       ]       perhaps   I   have   come   here   to   break   something.    necks,   monsters,   madness…   all   of   it.   so   you   can   either   accept   my   help,   or   you   can   continue   to   / brood / . 

@enimik    (  . . .  )       what   has   led   you   to   believe   that   I   am   a   monster   ?     [      the   light-haired   fae   woman   questioned,   her   brows   raising   in   a   way   that   conveyed   just   how   unimpressed   she   felt.   one   could   even   say   that   she   was   offended.   reyne   was   a   warrior   —   not   some   monstrous    creature   to   be   hunted.   her   stormy   grey   hues   narrowed,   sharp,   as   she   studied   the   other,   delicate   fingers   resting   on   the   hilt   of   her   sword.       ]      I   do   not   hide   either.    perhaps   before   you   jump   to   fucking   conclusions,   you   should   get   your   facts   straight. 

@faeoirs 
            
            jaskier hummed is agreement , he was fairly certain he could be more than convincing .  not only with his charm alone but also with the pair of blue eyes many people could not resist , well— expect a few that is .  regardless , the bard wouldn’t let his confidence flounder with worries and doubts .  “ as a man who’s had a couple of encounters i’d say it’s not always the most fun experience .  especially when coming out of nowhere .  ” he wasn’t entirely against the idea though , not when imagining someone as beautiful having a sharp object near his delicate throat .  well , okay .  maybe it WAS a little terrifying and yet.. exciting in thought .  “ like i’ve stated countless times  ,  i have my ways .  and who could truly say ‘no’ to a handsome face such as this ?  actually ?  don’t even dare answer that .  though can’t say i’m against the idea .  ”

@bardelion    (  . . .  )       is   that   right  ?     [      the   huntress   chuckled,   a   lighter,   playful   gleam   in   her   eyes   that   suggested   that   she   did   not   see   this   as   a   serious   conversation.    in   fact,   she   hummed   to   herself,   her   fist   curling   as   she   rested   it   underneath   her   chin   casually.       ]        you   know,   some   men   have   enjoyed   it   when   I’ve   pressed   my   blade   to   their   throats . . .      [        she   trailed   off,   leaving   the   rest   to   imagination,   a   sly   move   on   her   part.    she    shook   her    head,   amusement   evident   on   her   features   at   his   last   comments.         ]        I   still   do   not   understand   how   you   managed   to   get   us   into   the   last   one.   do   you   / want /   to   see   me   in   a   dress   again,    is   that   it  ? 

@faeoirs 
            
            “ well  ,  with enough convincing i could prove otherwise .  ” considering the many years he’s dealt with geralt , jaskier doubted reyne would be much different .  there were many connecting factors that showed them alike but there were also factors that set them apart too , either way jaskier was confident enough in his own ability to prove otherwise .  “ would’ve been worth a try though but as i’ve stated i’d much prefer having myself in top shape and not have a slice to my throat .  ” or end up in a ditch somewhere is also what he wanted to say but he kept his mouth shut , despite his constant blabbering he knew better than to speak up sometimes .  “ i’ll have to find another occasion for that to occur again .  perhaps another party  ,  though those are difficult to come by these days unfortunately .  ” 

@faeoirs 
            
            / i’m not 6 days late shhh.. but anywho i like it :D 

@bardelion    /     TYYYYY   LOVELY!    tbh   I’m   not   a   fan   of   this   one   haha 

@bardelion    (  . . .  )     [         reyne   hated   that   look.    she   didn’t   want   to   be   looked   at   any   differently   because   of   her   childhood.   a   warrior   she   was,   not   some   fragile   flower.    she   bit   the   inside   of   her   cheek,    a   conflicting   look   in   her   hues   as   she   studied   the   bard.   she   felt   confused   and   somewhat   terrible   —   he   had   admitted   that   he   cared   and   yet   she   didn’t   know   how   to   react.    that   was   what   her   upbringing   had   done   to   her.       ]          it   does   not   matter.   it   cannot   be   undone.   I   do   not   see   why   we   should   dwell   on   it   . . .    besides,   I   hardly   know   anything   about   you.    are   you   telling   me   you’d   share   ? 
            
            /     yassss 

@faeoirs 
            
            despite those words , that look still remained in his eyes .  couldn’t possible even come to terms in imagining how tragic.. how harsh , it must’ve been for someone so young .  as for jaskier ? not many knew of his tales before becoming a roaming bard , hardly anyone knew the truth behind it besides his name being julian and him being born a viscount .  “ it wasn’t pity i was giving but rather understanding .  sure  ,  i may not understand what you’ve got through in full but that doesn’t change the fact that i care—  that i understand—  that i’d like to understand further .  ” he meant every word of it , and if the other wanted to know more about him ?  so be it .  it was only fair came if she was going to share stuff about herself .
            
            / jaskier really do love women who can beat his ass fr..

@bardelion    (  . . .  )    [         reyne   blinked,   swallowing   away   the   lump   that   was   beginning   to   form   in   her   throat.    she   supposed   she   hadn’t   thought   about   it   much   before   —   the   fact   that   her   childhood   was   not   the   same   as   others.       the   fact   that   there   was   little   love   involved   at   all.        ]       stop.    don’t   look   at   me   like   that,    bard.    like   I   am   someone   to   be   pitied.   it   is   not   a   tragedy.     I   am   not   ashamed   of   how   I   am,    julian.    my   caution   has   saved   my   life   and   other’s   on   more   than   one   occasion.   I—   / I /   am   content. 
            
            /     me    tooooo   < 33

@faeoirs 
             
            “ i’m afraid that’s not something i just hand out willingly to anyone so you’ll just have to figure it out .  ” granting a light shrug , jaskier wouldn’t be surprised if the other somehow managed to learn it in ten seconds flat .  meanwhile , fingers continued to strum against cords — a nonsensical melody at best .  there was no exact tune to it , just whatever came naturally into the bard’s mind without much thought .    eventually dark eyelashes would flutter , a flash of cornflower blues grazing upon the other with such thoughts of wonder and contempt .  “ many of things .  as of late i’ve been singing the tales of my utmost trusted traveling companion— geralt of rivia .  he’s quite an interesting company to keep mind you .  though..  it is like speaking to a brick wall most of the time so i have to often work with what i got from those stories through his grunts of protest .  ”

@bardelion   (  . . .  )     now   you’ve   got   me   intrigued.   what   is   it   that   makes   you   blush,   julian ?    compliments ?   a   lingering   gaze ?   applause ?   or   perhaps...   nudity ?       [        the   fae   was   never   one   to   hold   back,   her   sharp   wit   always   on   display.   her   pointed   ears   twitched   in   curiosity   as   she   propped   her   fist   under   her   chin,   her   gaze   fixed   intently   on   him   as   he   spoke.   for   a   moment,   the   soft   strum   of   his   lute   drifted   through   the   air,   and   reyne’s   thoughts   wandered.   the   melody,   though   fleeting,   reminded   her   of   the   serene   songs   that   used   to   echo   through   the   halls   of   the   castle   she   once   called   home.
            
                      she   had   never   been   allowed   to   join   in   the   dances   that   accompanied   the   music,   but   the   tunes   had   seeped   into   her   soul   nonetheless.   they   were   forever   etched   in   her   memory,   a   comfort   she   would   often   hum   to   herself   in   the   quiet   of   the   night,   a   soft   lullaby   to   soothe   her   into   sleep.      ]        what   do   you   sing   about ? 

@faeoirs 
            
            cornflower blue twinkled in interest , jaskier had a feeling even people such as fae had their own melodies to carry them along .  it’s what bonds all people together , through the songs that make them dance throughout the night .  “ i’ll have you know  ,  it takes quite a lot to make a man such as myself blush .  though..  it doesn’t surprise me that some songs would be able to carry magical properties .  ” he hummed , plucking at his lute for only a moment .  “ do hope my tunes carry the same effect .  sure..  they can’t make you whisper your utmost dirtiest secrets but they can still bring you a feeling .  ”  

@eldritchtorment-    /     TYSM    !    < 33