Anonymous asked: Are you still able to talk with them?
Anonymous asked: Which anons?
Found out some of my favorite anons are not going to anon anymore. Please allow me to express my sarrows. My feels, they’re all over the place!
Hello, it’s me again! Goodness, I’m just breaking through the wall to often. But I do feel I must state this, I’ll state it on my dA as well, for those of you who know me there. I am an adult, and as adulthood can be awesome, it also can be quite the bummer. I work, like most adults, and I’m currently seeking more work. I’m juggling book designs, my...
A writer is one stuck between logic and lullaby.– Me, Myself, and I
Anonymous asked: -Tries to resist kinking- Have you done the frog jump thing?
Anonymous asked: How often do you get kinked?
Anonymous asked: What's your favorite food?
Anonymous asked: I haven't been able to locate yours or Temps...
Anonymous asked: But you would only be saying the anon name, not the main
Anonymous asked: Which anons?
Anonymous asked: Who's mains do you know so far?
Anonymous asked: Do the others visit you with their mains often?
Anonymous asked: Making lots of art for the olypics this event?
A new event!
“Yay! A new event is finally here!!”
= ^ = ewww dad!! Also, mom come home!!
Roots: Origins of Fae chapter 5
It had been a few months since the incident with the human village. Since then, Shylee didn’t dare go anywhere near the humans. Her fears had subsided, but she thought it best to leave them be. After all, the winter festivals were upon them all. The humans weren’t the only ones getting ready for parties and gatherings. Shylee and her mother often celebrated alone, with a few of the sprites...
Roots: Origins of Fae chapter 4
The next day he did indeed come to visit. Unlike the night before, the hair in his ponytail seemed a tad bit shorter. Upon asking about this, after greeting him with a large unyielding hug of course, he simply frowned and said, “Humans aren’t just dangerous…” he seemed more annoyed then hurt. “Why are you angry your hair is shorter?” asked Shylee after finally releasing him from her...
Roots: Origins of Fae chapter 3
Shylee awoke, surprised at this. Even more so to see it was now night fall. She slowly got up, cautious, only to fall back down in a heap of pain. Her muscles were screaming at her. She groaned, trying again, not sure if puking or just rolling over to die was best. At this point all she could do was roll over and face dirt. What happened? Why wasn’t she dead? Could Fae not die after all?...
Roots: Origins of Fae chapter 2
“Shylee! Shylee!” shouted a very annoyed Bodil. This game of fox and rabbit had gone on long enough. 1 hour, fine. 2 hours, okay. But 5 hours? That was just ridiculous, even for Shylee. “Shylee, you come out right now!” she shouted, her patents long since gone. The echoes of childish laughter sounded in the forest, bouncing off trees, making it hard to locate the source, but nothing more....
You’re in a constant state of bedhead.– Roots: Branching out, Brielle
I resented my shadow, And held it hostage by standing under, Tall trees whose shadows cast over my own. You lost me when you said goodbye, In a voice that sounded, Unattached and unaffected, Like the dead leaves in a pile beneath us. Goodbye like the sky is blue, Like water is wet, Like fire burns, That awful, matter-of-fact sort of goodbye. Those chills from ice that slipped down, ...
Friendship isn’t just something you can get You have to live, love and trust before you see the benefit <3 T. If something were to make the little sprite cry, it would be letters like this. How much she treasured friendship. She hugged the letter and would store it in a bottle forever more.
Hey, I heard you like foxes and thought you’d like this! -Falinn She wiggled and giggled, adoring the fox picture.
for my princess of green envy can be mean but my dear do not fret and don&��t let your eyes grow wet for we are here by your side so in sadness do not hide let that smile show for it is an amazing glow we do so love you and all that you do so keep that chin up and you&��ll make the cut Reading this for the third time, she smiled. It had been some time since this had been...
I sat down beside you, not thinking you’d see. Once I was settled, your eyes were on me. Piercing my soul, my heart and my brain. I was totally speechless, I could not meet your gaze. My heart started racing, were you just playing games? Your eyes were so warm, they took my breath away. As the minutes ticked by, I wanted you more, I still couldn’t look up, my eyes locked on...
“Sa’lath! Does this remind you of...
Roots: Origins of Fae chptr 1
The winds seemed to stir with an unusual rowdiness that day. Bodil, a Tree Druid, one of the oldest, if not the oldest, felt the stirring and took it as a sign. She felt it to her very core. Something was either a miss, or something wonderful was not to be missed. Her very roots tingled with anticipation of what it could be. She dare not hope for one thing, for fear it might not be true. She...
vanitysrage asked: Just as she was about to catch a rare hour or two of sleep, she awoke with a start, wondering what had happened to make the poor sprite cry out. "Hm? Oh no.. I didn't mind. Did you have a nightmare, little one?" Setting the book under the chaise lounge, the alchemist carefully reached down to lift Mistletoe up under her arms, setting her on the free spot next to her. Giving the...