#Faerie

[a-m-w-worlds]

Incredible concept even outside of DPxDC fics! Half tempted to steal this for a different crossover fic!

Danny is a Fae at Starbucks

So! Danny works by Fae Rules, Names and all, but he has no idea about that because he was forced to run away from Home (and the Ghost portal) before his Ghostly Education could be completed.

He runs to Gotham and eventually gets a job at Starbucks, or some other Cafe.

He has to ask the question "Could I get your name please?" A LOT while working there. And unintentionally steals hundreds of Names by the end of his first day, much less a week or a month into his job.

One day, Constantine visits Gotham for a Meeting with Batman, but by the time he gets to the Meeting Point he has bigger issues to discuss.

"Why the hell does half of your City belong to a Fae Lord?!"

[whimsigothix]

Celestial Eclipse necklace

Made by Faeriesjewels

[arianwen44]

‘Rejoice and revel, for the Kingdom of Rainbows is forever young.’ 🦋✨🌈

[sergioguymanproust]

This the kind of bridge my mentor told me about long ago before he left this world to continue his journey on the next world .We shamans often are on a mission,to collect herbs , grasses, mushrooms, pebbles with particular veins ,and some minerals our journeys can last a day or two ,and if we seek advice from our ancestral spirits then it could take days.But getting back to bridges ,we know that many entities often live under these bridges praying on innocent souls that must cross the bridges at night,unaware of the consequences sometimes even death. You must know that when a particular name is given to a bridge is for a good reason . Northern latitudes countries are famous for faeries,trolls,goblins ,ghosts and small leprechauns ,imps and sprites. And let’s not forget pagan witches and wizards that inhabit the land caverns ,rivers old abandoned cottages and ancient ruins. So , always remember to bring a gift with some value to leave by the bridge .if you do this often you must follow through each time you cross a particular bridge. If you are lucky one of these creatures will appear and gift you something special. Never underestimate the value of their gifts.Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

"Fairy Bridge" of Glen Creran, Appin, Scotland,

Credit: Caled Onianino

[faeriesandfolklore]

Imagine being adored in secret by a faerie king

Imagine a Faerie King who has been watching you for your entire life. Who has been enchanted with you ever since he saw you frolicking in a field, or aiding an injured fox. Who has sent ravens to see what you purchase from the market, so he can have the same things in his castle. Who has a trickster spirit shift into the form of a tiny girl, to trail behind you and hear the songs you hum. 

Imagine that the Faerie King comes to you after years and years, proclaiming his love. He is the loveliest thing that you have ever seen, all shining hair and aching eyes. You have never seen anything so lovely. So when he offers his hand, his castle, you do not hesitate to take it. 

Imagine the grandest place you have ever seen, with beds of ivory and sconces that flicker with the light of wisps. A ballroom filled with fair folk: nixies and brownies and nature spirits. Fruit so decadent that when you take a bite, liquid gold drips out. But he warns you not to eat of it, saying he will have mortal servants cook your food. He drapes you in necklaces of rowan and fills your pockets with iron. He says that even if it will hurt him, he will not let you be enchanted. 

Imagine the wedding, the most extravagant affair a mortal like you has ever had the chance to see. A gown or suit made of cobwebs, a crown threaded with morning dew, flowers humming with light. Moss grows from the forest floor to create an aisle, the very trees part to welcome you. The night of the wedding, you are ravished in a bed with sheets that smell of lavender, the music that always accompanies the King rising to a crescendo as he peppers your neck with kisses. 

Imagine a life with the Faerie King.

[easily-distracted-by-fandom]

REMINDER THAT I HAVE A COALMINER MUMBO AND STARBORN SCOTT FIC THAT IM PLANNING TO WRITE IF MUMSCOTT WINS

YOU GET ELDRITCH MUMBO AND MUMBO ANGST AND ACTUAL CANARY JIMMY

YOU ALSO GET FAE SCOTT WHO DOESNT UNDERSTNAND HUMANS. DONT YOU WANT THAT

also pics of my dogs if Mumscott wins

also also I’ll write drabbles or draw art for you as long as you send your vote to my inbox.

Reminder that @deityoftherain will write a fic for the winning ship! Have fun propagandaing!

[bethdehart]

Emoji Adopt: Fae Wolf

This one turned out so cute!!! The color scheme was a bit of a happy accident, she's so pretty!!!!!

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[bookmothic-dyke]

I’m shutting down my otherkin side blog. I barely use it anyways. Ima talk about being a hot body horror fae on main and horny blog now.

I’m already publicly a trans woman and have mentioned being otherkin on main before. I’m just going to embrace it full send.

Suffer.

[itzursafespace]

Me rn: after reading the cruel prince and reading the wicked prince

(obsessively scrolling thru Tumblr)

Cardan is our favourite drama queen lmao

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Faerie Seer

"The patterns of crossing ripples reveal the future to those who know how to read them."

Artist: Colin Boyer TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[junglerain]

Me vs my view!!

Gore Glen Woodland Park

Gorebridge Scotland

16th November 2024

[whimsigothix]

moon maiden

-gardannehouseartco

[whereserpentswalk]

Look under the cut to see what meeting your entity is like. Reblog to give a gift to your patron.

The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.

The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.

The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...

The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.

The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.

The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.

The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...

The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.

The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...

The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.

The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.

The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...

[fairy-magick]

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