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rosefey.bsky.social
徐蝶 / XÚ DIÉ.
@rosefey.bsky.social
don't waste your time chasing butterflies. mend your garden, and the butterflies will come.

[ fandomless fairy oc. ]

MDNI. | NSFW. | Written by #peonyhearted.
Not to worry, I only eat naughty girls.
March 25, 2025 at 6:32 AM
Eye of newt is actually mustard seed. You didn’t have to pluck out an eye from an actual newt! You’re so sweet.
March 24, 2025 at 7:19 AM
Ooh, who is that delicious little morsel?
March 16, 2025 at 3:33 AM
The pretty ones always expect me to do all the work.
February 28, 2025 at 1:30 AM
Ooh. A spicy one.
February 24, 2025 at 2:17 PM
What? No, I don’t eat you if you get my riddles wrong. That’s the Sphinx.
February 23, 2025 at 3:19 AM
Reposted by 徐蝶 / XÚ DIÉ.
No, no, I don’t want to eat your body! I just want your soul.
January 26, 2025 at 2:44 AM
Reposted by 徐蝶 / XÚ DIÉ.
You mortals with your Gods and Goddesses.

[Giggles.]
February 21, 2025 at 10:43 PM
You mortals with your Gods and Goddesses.

[Giggles.]
February 21, 2025 at 10:43 PM
No, no, I don’t want to eat your body! I just want your soul.
January 26, 2025 at 2:44 AM
I’m very sure.
If you’re sure. Two things might happen. One, they’ll only give you a show. Two, you’ll interrupt their show but they’ll like you and flock over you.
I want to go!
December 22, 2024 at 8:28 PM
I want to go!
They all get together to dance and entertain. It's a lot of fun for everyone, and a cold welcome to ghost shindig. Mortals are likely to be eaten, but not if they're civil oftentimes.
Define “sort of a club.”
December 22, 2024 at 6:13 AM
Define “sort of a club.”
It's gay, it's...sort of a club, it's at night.
December 22, 2024 at 5:46 AM
You GUESS?
I guess you can call it that🤔
Is there a gay night club in the woods?
December 22, 2024 at 5:35 AM
Is there a gay night club in the woods?
Gay women ghosts. Sometimes they like men and women like me
December 22, 2024 at 5:03 AM
Gay people really do taste like rainbows.
December 22, 2024 at 5:02 AM
Which is?
Maybe you're right, maybe you're not. There is only one right answer.
It depends on who you ask.

Not in my opinion, though.
December 22, 2024 at 4:37 AM
It depends on who you ask.

Not in my opinion, though.
Are you a ghost, miss?
I’m playing the harp.
December 22, 2024 at 4:11 AM
I’m playing the harp.
If you hear music in the woods, what does it mean? Right answers this time.
December 22, 2024 at 4:03 AM
December 17, 2024 at 11:43 PM
“Surely,” she says sweetly, surprisingly agreeable. “But as you’ve helpfully reminded me, I don’t have to rush.”
Surprised at the sudden agreeance, she gave a small nod. "This will take time. It is a skillset that takes a lifetime to master." She motions toward a nearby interior, walking beside her. "But such trivial barriers are below one of your talents, surely."
“Well, I’m feeling bored, so let’s give it a shot.”
December 17, 2024 at 11:37 PM
“Well, I’m feeling bored, so let’s give it a shot.”
She gives another, small bow of the hands. "The decision is in your hands, Fūrén."
“Maybe, maybe. I make no promises, though!”
December 17, 2024 at 9:57 PM
“Maybe, maybe. I make no promises, though!”
She had gotten her interest, at the very least. Maybe something could be built off of that.

"The offer is open. I am happy to teach you."
“That’s true, that’s true.” She wrinkles her nose. “I suppose I can’t argue with that sort of logic.”
December 17, 2024 at 3:51 AM
“That’s true, that’s true.” She wrinkles her nose. “I suppose I can’t argue with that sort of logic.”
"You live eternally." She pointed out. "If this skill does not fit your whims, you've lost no time at all."
“Hmm, I guess so.” She sounds dubious of such a conclusion. “It’s one of those things where I won’t know until I KNOW.”
December 16, 2024 at 2:08 PM
“Hmm, I guess so.” She sounds dubious of such a conclusion. “It’s one of those things where I won’t know until I KNOW.”
There was a certain horror to that answer - but not a horror that she was unused to, even from other, more terrifying humans.

"Would it not best suite you to be able to save such interests as you observe them? And garner appreciation in return?"
“You’re fun to play with,” she agrees, nodding. “Like living toys.”
December 16, 2024 at 3:20 AM