#Faerie

[plumpie-and-whipped-cream]

memories of summer☘️☀️

[plantsexuaboy]

fucking your fae bf outside so good that he grips the grass & plant life starts to grow rapidly around you both.

sucking ur tree boy off so good that spring comes early

[leidensygdom]

Hello! It's finally here- A new NPC pack I did for Patreon! This one is all about faeries, with four of them (and four variants for each). They all come in two different token formats and as transparent standalone portraits, and you can use them in your TTRPG games to represent NPCs, or even your PC if you’d like.

You can get it for 4€ as a standalone pack here, or you can get access to all of my monthly packs by joining any of my Patreon tiers here , with the smallest one being just 3€. I have another NPC pack there, as well as one with a lot of token borders- And this month's vote is going to start soon!

Shares are all very appreciated!

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

I was going to make a post talking about how one of my borrower characters was being replaced with a different one for my story- when i realized i never even uploaded all the updated references I MADE LAST YEAR!!!!

Anyways- heres all the most important characters for my concept series called Tiny Tails, a Series about an average human named Jack- and how his life changes in a BIG way, after meeting his ₛₘₐₗₗ borrower lovers.

[klinefelterrible]

Fae queen: I came for you to take you to—

Me: uhm uh-uh

Fae queen: what

Me: COUNT THE CORN FIRST!

Fae queen: shit

Fae queen: *lightbulb moment*

Fae queen: *whispers a spell, the deers arrive*

Me: no answer? Bye, then

Fae queen: WHY CANT YOU JUST FUCKING CHEW FASTER YOU FOREST WEIRDOS

Me: bye!

Fae queen: give me several hours and it will be zero!

Me: „give me several hours”

Me: fuck you

[miss-what-a-d0ll]

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒐𐀔 ִֶָ˖ ࣪𓂃

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[strawberryfaeri]

February photo dump

[gardenist]

Robert Lukeman

[ominous-faechild]

CHAPTER 6: “NATURAL” OBSTACLES (PART 2)

CHARACTERS: ✦ Scamall “Cloud” Fae (pov) ✦ Spéir “Sky” Fae

story intro table of contents chapter one < last part next part >

Sky: [gives another slight, quick nod before releasing Cloud's hand and fluttering his hand forward, gesturing for her to move ahead of him… so he could watch her back]

Cloud: [takes a slow, deep breath, letting her own eyes scan the dark and unruly forest underneath them—though she's able to see much less than him]

Forest: [even from above, is clearly a tangled mess of branches and trees that do not want to let them through]

Cloud: [lips twitch, brow slowly furrowing]

Cloud: (to herself, uncertainly) ... this... is a lot of effort to eat a faerie with such little essence...

Cloud: [but, forcing a sigh and quickly shaking her head, dismisses the thought]

Cloud: [... though her ears still droop uncertainly as she decides) the forest is probably just really hungry... or it's something about their essence, specifically...

Cloud: [without any more hesitation, drifts forward and steadily gains speed, zooming through the air. Keeps an eye on her surroundings and the forest underneath, but heads toward Nova—]

Mist: [quickly rising from the forest in a dense haze, obscuring the area beneath]

Mist: [… and thickening the air, making it difficult to fly through—]

Cloud: [huffs, snarling slightly, but forces out a gust of wind to clear her path]

Mist: [resists, but it's hardly more than the Faewildes' obstacles usually did]

Cloud: [relieved, but stifles a smile. Instead, focuses on scanning the forest below as she slows her descent, hovering above a particularly-dense concentration of branches]

Essence: [weak, but very clearly Nova's unusual essence… it was hard to place—though Cloud had never been the greatest at distinguishing between essence—but seemed… vast]

Nova: [almost directly beneath her… and all built shielded by the thicket]

Cloud: [takes slow, deep breaths to focus as she slowly drops, still suspiciously scanning every inch she could see of the woods]

Sky: [silent as he falls not far above her, keeping an eye out... as he always did]

Cloud: (to herself) Sky would say something if he saw anything, but… this feels too easy? For all this trouble?

Air: [was still thick—and growing thicker the closer she got to Nova—even without the mist Cloud continued struggling to clear out of her line of sight]

Cloud: [despite being an air faerie who could see through the air itself… there were plenty of threats that could still manage to hide themselves, requiring vision to notice]

Cloud: [after another moment of hesitation, glances back in the direction they'd come from]

Cloud: [and, feeling a sense of dread settle over her, looks back down at Nova]

Nova's essence: [slowly growing weaker, disappearing beneath the overwhelming essence of the Faewildes Itself encasing them—]

Cloud: [heart pounding in her chest, to herself) … this feels like a trap. This feels like a trap! But I need to—

Sky: [having lowered himself to her side, gently sets his hand on her shoulder]

Cloud: [flinches, quickly looking at him over her shoulder—]

Sky: [face dead serious, but flashes her a forced-reassuring smile as he murmurs] "you okay? We can go back if you—"

Cloud: [snarling, snaps) "no! We're not leaving them behind!"

Sky:

Sky: [sighs heavily, fae-ears drooping as he looks away, but—]

Cloud: [at the same time, mostly releases her magic around her, all but completely dissolving into air. Only keeps a weak grasp around her body in preparation to stop at any moment, but lets herself drop near-completely uncontrolled—]

Air: [still thick, slowing her descent itself and resisting her every movement—both physical and magical]

Canopy: [woven into a dome-shaped cage, surrounding Nova]

Cloud: [fighting her dread again, takes a deep breath as she rolls her eyes, then carefully weaves herself between the branches, clambering through the canopy]

Cage: [except… growing denser—with progressively more and more thorns—the closer to Nova they got]

Sky: [shortly behind her; a slight edge to his voice) "Cloud."

Cloud: [snarling, quickly turns a sharp glare onto him]

Sky: [interwoven between branches himself, his half-formed hands and legs carefully wrapped around places with as little thorns as possible]

Sky: [has an intense look on his face, but speaks carefully) "if you really want to do this, I can teleport us the rest of the way. But it's going to take a lot of what I have, and you're going to have to be prepared in case the forest attacks us."

Cloud:

Cloud: [swallows, hesitantly glancing at the thicket between her and Nova]

Voice: (subtly uneven, nervous) "is this seat taken?" Cloud: [tenses, her ears reflexively going back slightly, and quickly looks over her shoulder—] Faerie: [standing awkwardly behind her, subtly shrunken in on themself and fiddling with an archfaerie's emblem. Has a shabby, clearly-worn dark green cloak on, its hood over their vermillion hair] Faerie: [flashes Cloud a smile] Cloud: [except… after her years of learning how deceitful other fae could be, has learned how to read fae well] Faerie: [and has subtle creases of fear and loneliness around their face and eyes] Cloud: Cloud: … :'D

Cloud: [takes a slow, deep breath]

Faerie: [uses a majority of their essence to warp the three of them far through Kilrey and the massive Faewilde storm] Faerie: [dragged them past the edge of Kilrey's dominion… and placed themself between the town and siblings, their arm held out as they shield the siblings with their own body] Faerie: (struggling to raise their voice and sound braver than they felt) "I'm going to take him on. Just run. Even if I can't stop him… you can get away. I'm sorry for getting you dragged into my problems."

Cloud: [slowly lets out her breath, then looks up at Sky with a determined look]

Cloud: [… though it quickly gets replaced by a forced smile as she struggles to act braver than she feels]

Cloud: [holds out her hand for Sky to take; voice uneven) "let's go."

Oops! Did this technically release a little early? 🤔😄

(since, yknow, I said to expect updates only once a week and I JUST sent one yesterday lol)

Oh, well! 😄 What do you guys think of Cloud's motivation to "rescue" Nova? And how determined the forest seems to keep her from reaching them? Or even Sky's constant attempts to dissuade her, then offering his assistance? 🤔

divider from @mypixeldiary

[adelacreations]

They became smarter. 

Using young commoner children to lure him out. He was almost impressed.

And he became admittingly arrogant. Meeting the humans halfway, not realizing that the metal suits were made of iron this time. The metal cannot kill him, not at his age…not with his power. But it hurts… The searing pain whenever he placed a hand on one of their suits. The palms of his hands still throbbed as he was dragged to his feet, caught underneath an iron net. In front of the humans' so-called king… King…ah…he could not remember the name but the surname…

Hargrove…

Harringrove Fae AU Chapter 2 is up now! [LINK TO FIC]

[courtkossai]

think time to also warn for folks .

blog thehavenhollow currently make point to post about spiritual truths and awakenings , with language and methods that no doubt can get folks hurt .

neither owner of this blog , kit or avery , seem to care very much about this , and claim that there is no force in this . while both may feel this intent is not forceful , seem to very purposefully choose language so as to draw in .

kit and avery make claims that those who belong in this family will simply know , and that appearance of blog is in fact divine proof of this fact ... not just algorithmic coincidence . these two say that mission is to teach such family about divine powers and control , true home among stars , and to break down illusions which some grand force create in order to suppress masses .

theories of grand forces like this often have antisemitic roots , even if many will not blame jewish folk outright .

theories and schools of thought on starseeds have racist undertones at best , and can too easily lead down road to denial of proven human history .

theories of manifestation and divine power can be dangerous to whole host of folks , as very basis is that thoughts control world .

kossai have many thoughts on categories of madness and psychosis , and how modern systems use these to hurt and oppress , whether or not one actually measurably fit within frameworks . however , incorrect and frankly dangerous to suggest that these labels only exist to smother any form of truth - religious , spiritual , or otherwise . both answers must get to exist .

kossai post this so folks who need to block will hopefully see this before any encounters with this blog - will ask , please do not send hate or cruel messages . frankly doubt even kind , educational messages would help either one to understand impact at this point .

[alterhuman-art]

[Image description: 9 photographs of a physical mini-zine. Each page has a different color splash of watercolor paint and stylized text/images created with black ink. There is a prominent paper texture visible.

Image 1: A hand holding the completed zine.

Image 2: To make a me. The background is a splash of light green paint.

Image 3: Music and dance. A stylized faerie and fork-tailed humanoid dance around the words. The background is a splash of turquoise paint.

Image 4: The forest and plants. Two pine trees and several smaller plants below a crescent moon. The background is a splash of light green paint.

Image 5: Milk. Fruit. Sweets. Tiny drawings of each of the items is above the respective words. The background is a splash of golden paint.

Image 6: The making of art. Two humanoids stretch their arms out towards each other with a spiral between them. There are four runes, one on either side of each humanoid. The background is a splash of red-brown paint.

Image 7: Company of love. Small figures dance before one large one which has large antlers and a single eye for a head. In the center of all of them is a heart. The background is a splash of light pink paint.

Image 8: And the skies above. White line art drawing of a sun, star and moon against the splash of gray paint that makes up the background.

Image 9: By Rabbit. Stylized line art drawing of a rabbit. The background is mostly white, but has several drips of grey and green paint. End description.]

new personal zine!! this time for @oceaniccourt's #alterhuman minizine jam!! I kinda combined two prompts; -things that make you feel like yourself -what brings you joy as an alterhuman

I wanted to experiment with a painted zine this time instead of collage and recently I stumbled accross nordic bronze age stone art and was heavily inspired by it. This zine combines that with some of my own stylings and some poetry/writing. If by accident (i only realised half way through the first few pages somewhat rhymed so i managed to finangle the rest into some semblance of meter)

enjoy!

downloadable and printable versions of my zines on my site!

[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...

[whimsigothix]

Star girl ⋆⭒˚.⋆

[fairy-magick]