𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 10h“Time to wrap myself up in a few layers and get the fire built.” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 08/09/2026“Not until after my dinner.” She grinned at him, flashing too many teeth. Although, not quite as many as he had. “The mischief will guide us, eh?” Magic was like that sometimes. What goes around comes back around and all that. 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 08/09/2026“By rage room do you mean break into some rich twat’s house and break their stuff and maybe eat them?” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 08/09/2026“Plate smashing levels of destruction.” “Fancy plates.” “The kind with wee, fancy flowers painted on them.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 07/09/2026“Mibbe that’s why I’ve been crabbit these past few days. I’m thirsting for a drink of blood.” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 07/09/2026“Is it, aye?” “That’s no tae say that ye cannae bleed, eh?” And a soft little growl It had been a while since she’d given into her desires. 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 07/09/2026“I like some blood, anaw.” “Straight from the throat though, I don’t know why you’d drink it from a glass.” 000
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𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 06/09/2026When is he not going through it? She eyes him, then dishes out a bowl of stew, and finds a bottle of some amber liquid from somewhere. It’ll burn his throat, but that doesn’t usually stop him. “Here. Eat.” The bowl and bottle are passed over. - 110
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 06/09/2026Around with a fire going and a pot of stew bubbling away. Like she’d been waiting for him. “Join me, Witcher.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 06/09/2026If Ailsa ever finds out that the Auld Git has harmed both of her wee pals, there’s going to be trouble. 020
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 06/09/2026“I don’t like the state all this has you in. What has that man done to you?” This is why she hated the Steward’s sort. She knew them too well. Had once, long ago, lived under their rule and suffered at their whims. “You seem hungry. Are you hungry?” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 06/09/2026Ever heard a raven laugh? It’s a deep, quick series of ‘haw haw haw’s. With a few more flaps of her wings. But the Fae isn’t hanging around to be trapped in a room if the foolish old man remembers that windows can be closed. She takes flight, soaring out the window, still cawing. Still laughing. 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 05/09/2026She snorted out her breath, letting it turn to a growl. “Cruel and stupid.” The words were spat. “The worst combination in someone with a hint of power.” But she’d not make her Hobbit-friend suffer because she had a hangover. “Awrite… I’ll no eat him. For your sake.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 05/09/2026Worse than a witch. Much, much worse. The raven bounced from foot to foot, head darting to watch the old man. A glance at the window, over to the door. Ravens can talk. They can mimic speech and sounds just as well as a parrot. And the Fae-Raven could hold entire conversations. - 100
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 05/09/2026There was no warning from her, no dance of magic or anything else. Just a leap. One moment there was a woman, the next it was a wolf that jumped at him. Two front pas upon his chest to knock him back. And before he had a chance to react to that, black wings swept at his faces - 100
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 05/09/2026She eyed the Hobbit, her hands on her hips and her face on a scowl. Her mind had brought up old memories from long ago and now she felt a rage bubbling up. “Oh will he, aye? I’ve been locked in a castle dungeon before, ye ken. And I tore it down around those who put me there.” 011
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 05/09/2026“My tongue does as it pleases. And if it feels like committing itself to some wagging of the slanderous nature, then it’ll do just that. No man nor beast will stop it.” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 05/09/2026“How?” A beat. “I mean why.” Apparently she’d woken up and chosen violence today. 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 05/09/2026“Dunno. You just look like a guy I met once who had his sons fed to him.” “Been eating any meat pies recently?” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 03/09/2026She let his horn go and offered him the bottle of wine after taking a mouthful of it. “I suppose it depends on what someone might be grabbing them for.” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 03/09/2026“It’s woody.” She shrugs, the bottle of wine in one hand and the other reaching to wrap around one of his horns. “I’ve always admired those handlebars of yours. They’re very cleaver, aren’t they?” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 03/09/2026A happy cat, it seemed. “Mibbe come closer and share this innocent bottle of spiced wine with me, and then if we have a tumble on the forest floor, we can blame it all on the cinnamon.” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 03/09/2026There’s a slow grin that spreads over her face, and then a flash of sharp teeth as her eyes narrow in mirth. “Don’t you be flirting with me now, I might be tempted to put all your lovely promises to the test.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 03/09/2026“I’m glad you see it, Ash. Not many are as quick as you are.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 03/09/2026“I’ll be sure to make sure there’s a lot of rain. Wash away all sins, and that.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 03/09/2026“The noises my stomach is making is suggesting that there might be a thunderstorm tonight.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 02/09/2026He thought he had the advantage, she was still capable of magic. “I like the whisky, anaw.” Her eyes narrowed for a moment, sizing him up. A bad habit, really. “My kind, we enjoy the blood. It’s like a drug. There’s a rush and a high, but we don’t need it.” - 100
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 02/09/2026The wee man might be alright, there wasn't much eating in him. Holding his hands, she let him spin her around, her song fading and then switching to something with a faster tempo. This one a good bit more ballshy than the others. Something to get the knees moving! 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 31/08/2026"Been inspired to read some Fairy Smut." "I better not be disappointed." 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 30/08/2026“Kettle’s on. Tea, coffee, or whatever else you can stir into some boiled water is coming right up.” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“Thereabouts, aye.” “Nobody is interested in wee tiny islands inhabited by birds, what you want to know is where I rank in comparison to you and your kin.” Enemies and not enemies was a very simplistic view of the world. “We’re very similar. But I don’t go up in flames in the sun.” - 100
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026Pft. Still a foetus. “You’re quick to temper, aren’t you?” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“Nervous? Anxious?” Probably not quite either of those. But she wasn’t good with stuff like that. Not being the anxious sort. 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“I’m nearly two thousand summers!” “It’s probably closer to eighteen hundred, but I stopped counting at some point.” 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“Well if you don’t know, ahm no tellin’ ye.” He must be too wee for that sort of thing. 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“The what?” Confused in Scottish. Also in Fae. What was chocolate milk? 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026For a moment she was going to argue. Remind him that she wasn’t an Elf, but a Fae. Her dancing was her magic. How she hunted. But that would ruin his fun. She reached for his hand and jumped up into the table, gripping her skirts and matching the beat. - 100
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“Never?” The woman had moved from where she’d been sitting and letting the rain hit her, to sit with her back against the trunk of the tree. There she was sheltered. More or less. “Do you not crave some time alone? Not as long as that, but a few hours at least?” - 100
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“Roses are red, violets are blue Wanna meet up for some woohoo?” 010
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026"Oan the table, anaw!" They were surely going to get thrown out the tavern they were in. Although the Hobbit was small enough that maybe the barkeep wouldn't notice that he was on the table The Fae gave in and started to clap along to the music, not singing yet. She would later. For coin. 000
𝑨𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒂 @faeotheisles.bsky.social · 27/08/2026“Did ye ken that there’s a type of mushroom that makes everybody see wee tiny people dancing over their food?” 010
