Most wondrous Robin, my fairest Bran, my sweet Puck...
Reynard the Fox and Robin Goodfellow, the drama, the passion, the snark and the hotness, always the hotness. A story that spans the ages, somewhat, roughly, in a timeline here:
Past:
From the very start.
Adoration
You're not the one for me.
Find him after battle...
Present:
Hell hath no pathos like a faery scorned.
drunk and hurt texting
Stuck in jail...(THREESOME!!!)
And then it started raining men.
Drama Queen? Maybe a little bit.
I'm too old for this shit.
Forced Silence
When your overly dramatic lover meets your sociopathic lover.
I am who?
And the silence will set out...
My love, do you ever do what people tell you?
Because what you should do when someone's in control of you is make them really angry.
Intervention by D
A thousand deaths I've died.
Can't even kill yourself right.
Drama, despair, delicious.
On my knees, darling, so demanding...
Guest to a demon.
Diluted Delusion
So you want to kill my lover, we agree he's an asshole and he does give good blowjobs.
You really shouldn't drink, Robin.
Reynard's spelling...
Death and Revenge
Be my executioner.
Let thy sound my death tell...
Step we gaily on we go...
I definitely don't miss the jealousy.
They're coming to take me away...
I visit Annwn in my dreams.
Yet Reynard still lives on.
Revenge - A dish best served cold?
I won't lose what's mine.
To see, to hear, to touch...
Wish for a shorter memory sometimes.