"WHAT DO YOU MEAN EVEN THE DARK FEY ARE CHILLING WITH THE UNDEAD?! WHAT IS THIS INSANITY???!!!"

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN EVEN THE DARK FEY ARE CHILLING WITH THE UNDEAD?! WHAT IS THIS INSANITY???!!!"
''Summer Faeries series'' by Kazuaki Koseki
by Alex Rimsky
Ok but new homemade icon
She scream
"NECROMANCY IS FORBIDDEN!
NECROMANCY IS FORBIDDEN!
NECROMANCY IS FORBIDDEN!
NEC-ROMANCEY IS FORBIDDEN!"
"I'm going to need bail money."
"You find it funny, he speaks in all seriousness." she sighed, walking to the fireplace and grabbing the rooster by the neck. "Get on with ye! Out! Go make the hens feel safe!" she huffed, throwing the bird out the window.
"WOMAN! MISTRESS! MY LADY!" The rooster hopped onto the sill from the outside and pecked constantly at the window. "WHERE IS MY CORN, WOMAN?! I DEMAND THE JEWELS THAT SUSTAIN MY GLORIOUS FEATHERS!" peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck....
Sylvie groaned and rubbed her hand against her face. By the gods this was the world's most annoying cock! She handed the bag to Aurora and huffed. "I am afraid I must make you work for your lunch. Go feed his royal arse while I make us some tea and hors d'oeuvres."
" Oh no, I have to feed the chickens." Aurora mock-complained as she took the bag. It wasn't long until she released a soft giggle. The goddess was all smiles now. For the moment, she was in a good mood, but she knew that would change come tomorrow.
This would give her time to think about what she may need to do tomorrow. Aurora was expecting him to try to run her off. It wasn't going to work, but she knew he would try. Her best bet was to hold her ground and bully him into leaving. She didn't want to kill him if she didn't have to.
Sylvie would work on their lunch while Aurora went to feed her animals. Unfortunately, she had to deal with Sir Feathers. The scratching of his feet could be heard across the deck of the porch as he turned to corner and jumped into Aurora's face. "WOMAN OF THE SKY! WHERE IS MY LADY! WHERE IS MY- CORN!" He screeched as he tried to peck and pluck at the bag of glass gem corn kernels. Well now she had to deal with him.
“ Your corn is right here.” Aurora stated and threw some out for the insufferable rooster. Why had Sylvie spoiled him so much? She lifted the back so he could not reach it. The goddess was not about to have him ruin the back. Her eyes narrowed at him, daring him to test her patience.
"MORE! MORE! I MUST HAVE MORE TO IMPRESS MY HENS!" He demanded, storing all of the corn she threw into his crop and not actually eating it. Once more, he definitely tried to peck at the bag and he was definitely testing her again. "SPILL IT ONTO THE DECK, WOMAN! MY HENS! THEY HUNGER!"
Sylvie was inside, trying very hard not to laugh at the muffled yelling outside. Anything to make someone else deal with the dramatic cock.
Cont. from here | @theascendedmaiden
"A.... honeycomb cake?" Wait, with honey from the hive -- lady hive? -- he'd accidentally cracked? "Uh, I don't think she'd appreciate that. Not after I accidentally broke part of her. She might still be mad at me." He also still wanted to make it up to Lady Hive -- uh, Mother Honey? He still didn't know what to call her. "A honeycomb cake sounds interesting though..."
"Mother Hive." she corrected him gently and with a smile. "Do not worry about it, Sir Lance. She forgives you but do not worry at all! The hive is very heavy so every year or so I collect a chunk of the hive and much of the honey so that it does not become too heavy for Father Tree's branches." and it was an incredibly special and rare batch of honey for it was not just ordinary honey she was using for this cake.
"I will let you in on a secret." she giggled and beckoned him down to her eye level like a lucky cat. "The honey from the Mother Hive is fairy honey. It is magical and anyone who eats this honey will be blessed with abundance and good fortune for many weeks. For a time, you may even have a wish granted and speak the language of the fey." if you were really lucky you could understand beast and leaf for a few days. Collection had already occurred and there was plenty for her to use and sell.
That made sense. Why would someone hurt their own family? It was a question Sylvie had asked her many times, but she at least had an answer as to why. According to Vedalia, it was her responsibility to make up for what Sarah, her human mother, had stolen. At least, that is what Vedalia tried to teach her. She believed it as a child, but as a teen she grew out of that since her favored retainers were the only kind ones. They volunteered to be her watchers once the previous ones could not stand to look at her and let her get lost in the forest when she was ten.
"... So what do you want from me? How do I know you are telling me the truth?" odd questions to ask someone who was willing to help. Unless...
Amon picked up the sending stone he had and tapped on it before speaking into it. It connected to a stone that Arawn had. " Majesty, I need to see you immediately. I found something, and you're not gonna like it."
Amon looked over at Sylvie and raised a brow. If that wasn't enough of an answer for her, then he didn't know what would be. "And Arawn, please don't bring the onion bitch."
Oh no. Oh, he wasn't kidding.
"Understood. I am on my way. Don't let her escape." Arawn ordered, knowing his daughter would be skittish now.
And right he was, for during their call she would jump off the chair and take the form of a harvest mouse! Sylvie wasted no time in making great haste for the crack under the door.
"Oh, nothing!" she squeaked as he gripped her hair and tried to play innocent. Shoot. There go her plans. The little fairy was being tricky. It was in her newly found nature of course, but to play tricks against Amon? She was playing a dangerous game.
"Just play with me, Monnie." she hummed getting her leg between his as a further means of distraction. There was no chipmunk, there were no tricks!
" You know I will never refuse you play time." Amon chuckled before his lips were pressed to hers. Hot, needy, full of passion that only she would ever pull out of him. A deep moan left him before his hands moved to go under her dress.
Did he know about the chipmunk? Yes. Did he care? No, no he did not. There were better things he could do with his time.
"You find it funny, he speaks in all seriousness." she sighed, walking to the fireplace and grabbing the rooster by the neck. "Get on with ye! Out! Go make the hens feel safe!" she huffed, throwing the bird out the window.
"WOMAN! MISTRESS! MY LADY!" The rooster hopped onto the sill from the outside and pecked constantly at the window. "WHERE IS MY CORN, WOMAN?! I DEMAND THE JEWELS THAT SUSTAIN MY GLORIOUS FEATHERS!" peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck....
Sylvie groaned and rubbed her hand against her face. By the gods this was the world's most annoying cock! She handed the bag to Aurora and huffed. "I am afraid I must make you work for your lunch. Go feed his royal arse while I make us some tea and hors d'oeuvres."
" Oh no, I have to feed the chickens." Aurora mock-complained as she took the bag. It wasn't long until she released a soft giggle. The goddess was all smiles now. For the moment, she was in a good mood, but she knew that would change come tomorrow.
This would give her time to think about what she may need to do tomorrow. Aurora was expecting him to try to run her off. It wasn't going to work, but she knew he would try. Her best bet was to hold her ground and bully him into leaving. She didn't want to kill him if she didn't have to.
Sylvie would work on their lunch while Aurora went to feed her animals. Unfortunately, she had to deal with Sir Feathers. The scratching of his feet could be heard across the deck of the porch as he turned to corner and jumped into Aurora's face. "WOMAN OF THE SKY! WHERE IS MY LADY! WHERE IS MY- CORN!" He screeched as he tried to peck and pluck at the bag of glass gem corn kernels. Well now she had to deal with him.
Cottongrass in the Bog by Arseny Kashkarov
"What a wonderful night for a stroll. The moon is shining so brightly too. It's like it calls to me~" He gave a a soft hum of satisfaction. His hunger was also calling to him on this fine night.
"My goodness." she hummed and stood up. "I had not expected anyone at this time of night." She stood up, a basket full of cattails, wild mint, and nettles. Common forage items she liked to gather. The lake was a bit north from Luivant and on the very edge of the forest so she liked to come here at night when less people were around. "Are you lost? You don't look like someone from Luivant."
"Shall I bake you a cake?" [theascendedmaiden]
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"Oh heck yeah! I'm all for cake! What kind did you have in mind? Or is that gonna be a surprise?" He was bouncing on his toes excitedly now.
"We hardly know each other, Sir Lance," she giggled, "I hardly know your flavor profiling. Perhaps you would like a honeycomb cake with honey from the Mother Hive? Or do you have a favorite flavor that I may use instead?" she was eager to please. He was such a nice lad and she wished to do something charitable.
Starter Call!
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE ABOMINATIONS KEEP NOTICING ME?! IF THIS KEEPS HAPPENING I'LL SEND THE BEES!"
Rage Bait Sentence Starters Part 2
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