#fierypips

[ghostsandabsinthe]

fierypips replied to your post: answer questions & tag people you would like to...

:’) i love you ��‍♀️❤️

I love you too, dear heart. <3 

[twilightttv-a]

“Sugar solves lots of problems, that’s what I think.” for tj from PIPS DAMN IT

She quirks a smile and nods before signing;

‘Sweet taste good. Bad for body.’ 

[twilightttv-a]

@fierypips​ liked for a starter ! 

“ ah- “ he can see the little glow of a small creature but he can’t tell what it is. A new finding!! Perfect to log in his book! “ wait- come back!! “

[twilightttv-a]

Draw!

Send me “Draw!” and I’ll draw your muse!

[coyotiearch]

between you and these bones prompts    ⪼    @fierypips​  howled  :   ‘  you are a wild  ,  unkempt thing  ’

obvious  in  the  way  her  brow  furrows,  she is confused. his words seem like a compliment, but his tone might suggest otherwise. malia thrives in her wildness, wears it unabashed, on her sleeve, with pride. the more she learns to control it, the more she knows how powerful it can be. nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to keep hidden. pearly whites are gritted together, bared in a preemptive strike.        “i  really  hope,  for  your  sake,  that  you  mean  it  in  a  nice  way ---” 

[oldasthemoon]

@fierypips​ gets a sad and confused former unicorn

     Amalthea takes a step backwards, shaken out of her dazed reverie by the sudden appearance of one of the fae before her waking eyes. The sight pries something loose deep inside of her, the sudden scent of lilac trees overwhelming her, and she blinks deep violet eyes, seeing if the man is part of her waking dreams. 

     No– she’s never been in any place this strange before, but she’s seen someone like him, long ago; in another lifetime, as the phrase goes, when nothing would take her by surprise, as it does now. She almost remembers that time, and wishes she could grasp those memories with a firmer hand, or if not, at least forget what cannot be, instead of living with these half-remembered ghosts. She can’t decide which would be worse. 

     “You’re real, aren’t you?” 

[curiouscrysta]

@fierypips​.  ( post hexxus. ) 

     The images are difficult to feather out. She almost wishes she could forget. But being the ultimate sprite of the forest is all too much of a task -- a burden? -- to take. To have witnessed the dissipation of such an enigmatic spirit as Magi rests heavily upon her heart. She breathes deeply, in and out, and in...and out...and in and out -- and the tears begin to flow. There’s a familiar presence, one she almost craves in her time of woe. -- Pips. Good ole Pips... she reaches for him, and with very little thought and movement, she rests her forehead upon his shoulder. 

[curiouscrysta]

@fierypips​.  domestic bliss--ish?? 

          “The people next door...the--neighbours? Invited us to have dinner...”