#feyre;interactions

[indignxs]

CLOSED STARTER FOR ASH ( @dthbygltter​ )

If you looked hard enough, under the cover of darkness in a shady alcove you could find Feyre; drink in hand and only the occasional flash of purple sparks to give away her location. Already three faerie wines down and well on her way to merry, she was thoroughly enjoying the party. The only reason she was currently skulking in the corner was to avoid a very annoying gentleman who kept trying to guess her age - which was just rude. Feyre regretted not having turned him into a squirrel the second he started talking, but she was trying to be good these days.

As she leaned back against the wall, her shoulder brushed up against someone she was certain hadn’t been there just a moment ago. Turning her head in their direction she smiled when she realised she was looking at a very attractive fae, but not the rude one from earlier thank heavens. “Are you hiding in the corner too?”

[indignxs]

Saints & Sinners

CLOSED STARTER FOR CIRILLA ( @wickedxlovely​ )

Faerie wine doesn’t have quite the same effect on warlocks that it has on other creatures. Perhaps because warlocks and the fey share the demon bloodline, or perhaps because warlock magic dilutes the potency of the drink. Either way, Feyre was still well on her way to merry after her third goblet of wine. With bright eyes and rosy cheeks, she downed the dregs of her last glass and set it on the bar top for a refill. Her head spun pleasantly and everything seemed just a little more enchanting with enough of the sweet liquid in her system. She loved parties and revels when the theme of the evening was debauchery. Under the dimmed lights, hidden behind a costume, you could be anyone you liked here and nobody would judge you for being a saint or a sinner. 

Feyre picked up her refilled glass and turned around, adjusting the tight leather catsuit that clung like water to every contour of her body. Belatedly, she hoped it didn’t squeak every time she moved. Spotting a familiar face among the crowd, she made her way over to Cirilla without a second thought. “Are you enjoying the festivities, your highness?”