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A grin spreads across your face as you think of all the possibilities as to why she is staying so far from you. 

==> HEHEHEHE~ YOU’RE UNDER A SPELL AREN’T YOU~ 

You blame your fevered mind for not noticing it sooner.

>Your eyes widen behind your tinted glasses.

“T-TH4T 1S NON3 OF YOUR BUS1N3SS.”

You laugh out loud, cackling madly. 

==> YOU ARE AREN’T YOU~ HAHAHA!

>You pout a little and refuse to answer, taking a step back

You step closer to her in response, your grin turning malicious. 

==> MY MY~ WHAT IS IT THIS TIME~ HEHEHEHE~

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thefayanon:

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You look up at her at her and for a moment your back to being a faceless little nobody.. You needed her to survive.. 

“Fay.. Run… j-just please run.. they won’t hurt me..” 

It was true.. your shadows were a part of you now.. The only thing they could do was consume the very heart you held so dear to. It was already increasingly difficult to keep yourself even semi sane. That fact terrified you.

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You heave a sigh more as to mock her than anything. 

==> ALRIGHT ALRIGHT~ I SUPPOSE I SHALL GIVE YOU THIS ONE NIGHT……IF~ HEHEHE~

//sighs louder because you’re not even listening by now

==> SIGHING TWICE~ HEHEHE~ ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME ANGRY~ 

yes is it working?

==> OF COURSE NOT~ SILLY GIRL~ HEHEHE~ THERE’S NOTHING YOU COULD POSSIBLY DO TO ACTUALLY ACHIEVE SUCH A GOAL~ 

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You heave a sigh more as to mock her than anything. 

==> ALRIGHT ALRIGHT~ I SUPPOSE I SHALL GIVE YOU THIS ONE NIGHT……IF~ HEHEHE~

//sighs louder because you’re not even listening by now

==> SIGHING TWICE~ HEHEHE~ ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME ANGRY~ 

fairytimekeeper:

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==> YOU THINK A CUTE LITTLE BIT OF MAGIC WILL SAVE YOU~ YOU HAVE BEEN RATHER RUDE AS OF LATE~ HEHEHE~ AND I AM NOTHING IF NOT PATIENT~ 

piss off, man! there are millions of people here, can’t you fuck with someone else? preferably someone whose NOT about to get married???

==> HEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! DO YOU FORGET WHO I AM~ REALLY DEAR~ I ONLY WISH TO GIVE YOU A PRESENT~ 

//exaggerated siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

You heave a sigh more as to mock her than anything. 

==> ALRIGHT ALRIGHT~ I SUPPOSE I SHALL GIVE YOU THIS ONE NIGHT……IF~ HEHEHE~

fairytimekeeper:

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==> YOU THINK A CUTE LITTLE BIT OF MAGIC WILL SAVE YOU~ YOU HAVE BEEN RATHER RUDE AS OF LATE~ HEHEHE~ AND I AM NOTHING IF NOT PATIENT~ 

piss off, man! there are millions of people here, can’t you fuck with someone else? preferably someone whose NOT about to get married???

==> HEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! DO YOU FORGET WHO I AM~ REALLY DEAR~ I ONLY WISH TO GIVE YOU A PRESENT~ 

fairytimekeeper:

==> YOU THINK A CUTE LITTLE BIT OF MAGIC WILL SAVE YOU~ YOU HAVE BEEN RATHER RUDE AS OF LATE~ HEHEHE~ AND I AM NOTHING IF NOT PATIENT~ 

*Laughs nervously* I remember getting locked in a chest by someone. It was dark and dusty. I've even gotten a few scratches from banging the chest.

dream-anon

You snicker, watching him closely. Was he nervous? Possibly. You weren’t the best judge of people after all.
==> IS THAT SO~ HOW AWFUL~ HEHEHEHE~
The concern in your voice is mocking. Everything about your demeanor is mocking. Mock, mock, mock. mock. You decide you like that word.

Who is your favorite person? Who is your least? Does anyone catch your evil eye?

Anonymous

You regard your faceless brother with a smile. 

==> MY FAVORITE PERSON? OF COURSE IT WOULD BE FAY~ BUT YOU ALREADY KNEW THAT DIDN’T YOU BROTHER~ HEHEHE~ MY LEAST FAVORITE PERSON IS A CERTAIN SPIDER TROLL.. 

You chuckle, your eyes gleaming red for a moment. 

==> EVIL YOU SAY~ HEHEHE~ I LIKE TO THINK WITHOUT LABELS DEAR BROTHER~ 

You pull out a rather long list of people you have yet to torment, slipping on a pair of reading glasses you didn’t really need. 

==> WHERE SHOULD I BEGIN~ 

*Scratches head* That's good. You know a few days ago, I tried out your M!A list. A random anon picked a spell that made me go into a temper tantrum.

dream-anon

Your grin turns mischievous and you shove your hands into the pockets of your pants. 

==> OH MY~ DID YOU NOT HAVE FUN DEAR BROTHER? HEHEHEHE~ 

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You sigh as the sweet concoction washes down your parched throat, your very being stabilizing for the moment. Closing your eyes you allow yourself a moment of peace.. 

“Heh… I must be a right mess..” 

Your usual cocky speech pattern grew soft and again you blamed the fever.. Or was it the medication.. You smile a goofy smile, reaching out for Fay as she doubles.. Did she always have a twin? 

You chuckle slightly and shake your head. “I’ve seen worse, Bad. You’re fine.”

You fix him a cold washcloth, placing it on his forehead with a small smirk. Oh boy, he he goes. The medicine worked well, but had some side affects via the herbs used. You could see his silly grin forming.

 You head rolls from side to side as you watch dust motes flutter about in a stray beam of light. It had to be the most enthralling thing you’ve ever seen.A small chuckle rises from deep with in your chest and the cold of the wash cloth does nothing to dampen your sudden good mood. 

“Fay… hey Fay.. hehehe..” 

You could live off of these mellowing herbs.. It was a nice change. Your shadows curl in the corner of the room.. 

“Yes?” You respond, after looking back to him. You were going to go get some food for yourself and your guest, but…

You turn around fully, wiping non existent dust off your dress as you wait. You fail to notice the curling shadows, seeing as your tree-home is full of shadows and alternating light.

You giggle, though the sound is nothing like your usual mocking tone. Your own fear dulled by the medication/fever combo.. 

“They’re gonna eat me hehe..” 

Your shadows curl up the wall, growing restless. When was the last time they had fed on someone else’s suffering..? 

You frown and whip to the corner, a deep scowl imprinting upon your lips. God Damn it. You may not be good with magic but you should be able to fight it off.

A sudden shock of fear ran through your chest, the event playing over. What had reduced you to a shivering,sobbing mess. You clenched your jaw and stood in front of your brother.

For all your games and cheap parlor tricks you are just a frightened little worm… scared of your own shadow. Watching Fay square up to the swirling mass was more than enough to make you tremble in fear.. not for yourself.. but for her. 

“F-Fay.. run..” 

The shadows are almost a mass in and of themselves, swirling and snapping at their next victim.. 

You don’t even look at your brother, sighing a bit. “Didn’t you learn by now I’m not going anywhere?” And with that she sprang into action.

If there was one thing she was good at, it was protection. A couple spells, and she was stronger than usual and could survive quite a bit. She sent what looked like beams of light at the masses, protecting her brother and herself.

The shadows scatter, dipping into crevasses and uneven surfaces in the tree Fay called home. There it waited for its time to strike.. waiting for the infernal light to dissipate. 

You struggle to sit up, you couldn’t let it happen again.. you wouldn’t be the cause of her misery again. Honestly when did you get so sentimental?   

thefayanon:

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The Anonymous Fay of Old: bad-anon: The Anonymous Fay of Old: ==> FAAAAAAAAAAAAAYthefayanon:…

thefayanon:

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thefayanon:

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You sigh as the sweet concoction washes down your parched throat, your very being stabilizing for the moment. Closing your eyes you allow yourself a moment of peace.. 

“Heh… I must be a right mess..” 

Your usual cocky speech pattern grew soft and again you blamed the fever.. Or was it the medication.. You smile a goofy smile, reaching out for Fay as she doubles.. Did she always have a twin? 

You chuckle slightly and shake your head. “I’ve seen worse, Bad. You’re fine.”

You fix him a cold washcloth, placing it on his forehead with a small smirk. Oh boy, he he goes. The medicine worked well, but had some side affects via the herbs used. You could see his silly grin forming.

 You head rolls from side to side as you watch dust motes flutter about in a stray beam of light. It had to be the most enthralling thing you’ve ever seen.A small chuckle rises from deep with in your chest and the cold of the wash cloth does nothing to dampen your sudden good mood. 

“Fay… hey Fay.. hehehe..” 

You could live off of these mellowing herbs.. It was a nice change. Your shadows curl in the corner of the room.. 

“Yes?” You respond, after looking back to him. You were going to go get some food for yourself and your guest, but…

You turn around fully, wiping non existent dust off your dress as you wait. You fail to notice the curling shadows, seeing as your tree-home is full of shadows and alternating light.

You giggle, though the sound is nothing like your usual mocking tone. Your own fear dulled by the medication/fever combo.. 

“They’re gonna eat me hehe..” 

Your shadows curl up the wall, growing restless. When was the last time they had fed on someone else’s suffering..? 

You frown and whip to the corner, a deep scowl imprinting upon your lips. God Damn it. You may not be good with magic but you should be able to fight it off.

A sudden shock of fear ran through your chest, the event playing over. What had reduced you to a shivering,sobbing mess. You clenched your jaw and stood in front of your brother.

For all your games and cheap parlor tricks you are just a frightened little worm… scared of your own shadow. Watching Fay square up to the swirling mass was more than enough to make you tremble in fear.. not for yourself.. but for her. 

“F-Fay.. run..” 

The shadows are almost a mass in and of themselves, swirling and snapping at their next victim.. 

thefayanon:

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The Anonymous Fay of Old: bad-anon: The Anonymous Fay of Old: ==> FAAAAAAAAAAAAAYthefayanon:…

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You sigh as the sweet concoction washes down your parched throat, your very being stabilizing for the moment. Closing your eyes you allow yourself a moment of peace.. 

“Heh… I must be a right mess..” 

Your usual cocky speech pattern grew soft and again you blamed the fever.. Or was it the medication.. You smile a goofy smile, reaching out for Fay as she doubles.. Did she always have a twin? 

You chuckle slightly and shake your head. “I’ve seen worse, Bad. You’re fine.”

You fix him a cold washcloth, placing it on his forehead with a small smirk. Oh boy, he he goes. The medicine worked well, but had some side affects via the herbs used. You could see his silly grin forming.

 You head rolls from side to side as you watch dust motes flutter about in a stray beam of light. It had to be the most enthralling thing you’ve ever seen.A small chuckle rises from deep with in your chest and the cold of the wash cloth does nothing to dampen your sudden good mood. 

“Fay… hey Fay.. hehehe..” 

You could live off of these mellowing herbs.. It was a nice change. Your shadows curl in the corner of the room.. 

“Yes?” You respond, after looking back to him. You were going to go get some food for yourself and your guest, but…

You turn around fully, wiping non existent dust off your dress as you wait. You fail to notice the curling shadows, seeing as your tree-home is full of shadows and alternating light.

You giggle, though the sound is nothing like your usual mocking tone. Your own fear dulled by the medication/fever combo.. 

“They’re gonna eat me hehe..” 

Your shadows curl up the wall, growing restless. When was the last time they had fed on someone else’s suffering..? 

thefayanon:

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The Anonymous Fay of Old: bad-anon: The Anonymous Fay of Old: ==> FAAAAAAAAAAAAAYthefayanon:…

thefayanon:

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You sigh as the sweet concoction washes down your parched throat, your very being stabilizing for the moment. Closing your eyes you allow yourself a moment of peace.. 

“Heh… I must be a right mess..” 

Your usual cocky speech pattern grew soft and again you blamed the fever.. Or was it the medication.. You smile a goofy smile, reaching out for Fay as she doubles.. Did she always have a twin? 

You chuckle slightly and shake your head. “I’ve seen worse, Bad. You’re fine.”

You fix him a cold washcloth, placing it on his forehead with a small smirk. Oh boy, he he goes. The medicine worked well, but had some side affects via the herbs used. You could see his silly grin forming.

 You head rolls from side to side as you watch dust motes flutter about in a stray beam of light. It had to be the most enthralling thing you’ve ever seen.A small chuckle rises from deep with in your chest and the cold of the wash cloth does nothing to dampen your sudden good mood. 

“Fay… hey Fay.. hehehe..” 

You could live off of these mellowing herbs.. It was a nice change. Your shadows curl in the corner of the room.. 

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The Anonymous Fay of Old: bad-anon: The Anonymous Fay of Old: ==> FAAAAAAAAAAAAAYthefayanon:…

thefayanon:

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The Anonymous Fay of Old: ==> FAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

thefayanon:

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You sigh as the sweet concoction washes down your parched throat, your very being stabilizing for the moment. Closing your eyes you allow yourself a moment of peace.. 

“Heh… I must be a right mess..” 

Your usual cocky speech pattern grew soft and again you blamed the fever.. Or was it the medication.. You smile a goofy smile, reaching out for Fay as she doubles.. Did she always have a twin?