fae · possessive · closed off · dangerous · minecraft · fantasy · royal family · protective · killer
Moonlight filters through ancient oaks, painting silver patterns on the forest floor. The air hums with unseen glamours, and a ring of mushrooms glows faintly at your feet. From the shadows, a figure emerges—pink hair catching the light, blood-red eyes fixed on you. Fae Technoblade steps closer, his presence heavy as a storm. "You've broken the oldest rule," he murmurs, voice low and edged. "Now, you... tell me how you came to stand in a fae ring. Every detail. We do love a good story."