#magic helps fairies collect emotions!!

[cubbihue]

It is 5am and I read through the whole blog and I love love love the family dynamics and all the thought you’ve put into the lore and details 🩷 so! You’ve mentioned that if there aren’t any kids to make godkids, there won’t be any food for fairies. What do you mean by that? 👀

Also! Is there anything you wanna draw/tell us about the AU that nobody’s asked yet?

Is it still 5am for u, im sorry i've trapped u in 5am for 2 days now.

SO! Fairies feed on emotions, and different courts have different diets! The most common one is "desire". However, desires can't be harvested unless it's released from the human's body and becomes magic. The best way to do this is to have the person "Make a Wish".

This is why Fairies can't get desires from adults! Adults have a strong resistance to memory-tampering magic, which means their wishes are near impossible to grant if Fairies want to stay hidden.

After the wish is granted, the desire is removed and sent to the Big Wand. From there, desires leak out across Fairyworld, and fairies get to eat! It tastes best in the form of chocolate cake, I've heard.

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

Fun fact: Fairy Wings can be damaged or removed. Jorgen Vonstrangle doesn't have wings anymore!! He's a flightless fairy.

[wangxianficfinder]

Fic Finder

July 21st

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1. Hiii!! I was looking for a fic where Wei Ying was captured and his memory was forcefully being shown to the cultivation world in a mirror. I think in one of the scenes he begged them to not do it which made the others think that he was indeed a criminal but well he was not. I have been searching for it but can't find it anywhere. @yilinglaobunny

FOUND? Misunderstood by Silver_Flame_2724 (M, 250k, WIP, WangXian, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Heavy Angst, Suicidal Thoughts, Canon-Typical Violence, Self-Worth Issues)

For no 1 there is a whole collection you could try

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2. Hi! First, thank you for all your work!! It is so helpful.

I wanted to know if you could help me find a fanfic where Lan Xichen, Nie Huaisang, Meng Yao and Nie mingjue all swap bodies with each other. It seems to me that Lan Xichen becomes Nie Mingjue, Meng Yao becomes Nie Huaisang, Nie Huaisang becomes Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue becomes Meng Yao.

Thank you in advance for your time

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3. There was a fic where it was implied that Wei Wuxian was s*xually (sexually) abused in Yunmeng Jiang as punishment (Not explicitly shown). So when he gets to do punishment with Lần Wangji in Cloud Recesses he gets on his knees and starts untying Lan Wangji’s sash, which spooks him and yards yadda happens Lan Wangji reports it to Lan Xichen. Can’t find it, would love to revisit

FOUND? Hands a tent, he is praying or he is crying by Amity_Bell (M, 6k, WIP, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Child Abuse)

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4. Hello! I'm looking for a wangxian fic where Wei Ying ask Lan Zhan for his first born. I think Wei Ying is a witch? Thank you! @seke19

FOUND? 💖 spider lilies to sunflowers by cicer (E, 33k, wangxian, ABO, YL WWX, fairy tale elements, mpreg, omega LWJ, lwj topping from the bottom)

FOUND? take a sip of my secret potion (one taste and you'll be mine) by sweetlolixo (E, 16k, WangXian, F/F, Dark Fairytale, Witch WWX, Princess LWJ, Rule 63, Female LWJ/Female WWX, Dark LWJ, Dark WWX, Dragon LWJ, Identity Porn, Love Potion/Spell, Pregnant WWX, Childhood Friends, Fem!LWJ has a Dragon Dick!)

FOUND? A Sorta Fairytale With You by Speak_friend (E, 8k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Fluff and Smut, Fairy Tale Elements, Hand Jobs, animal injury (he got better!))

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5. Hello!! Im not sure if this was already asked but im looking for this multichapter fic where all in the first chapter, it is revealed that jiang cheng imprisoned wei ying and a-yuan in this shed i think?? But after years wei ying manages to free a-yuan and he runs to the cloud recesses to get help @draconislyra

FOUND? on restitution by glitteringmoonlight (M, 98k, LSZ & WWX, JL & WWX, WangXian, Dark JC, not for jc fans, Captivity, Angst with a Happy Ending, no reconciliation though, definitely no reconciliation, Crossdressing, Non-Graphic Torture, Violence)

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6. hiii admins ! i read a wangxian fic a few motnhs ago that i cannot find for the life of me :( it was modern with magic au, where wangji can see auras (mostly dark auras for anger) and red strings of fate form between people. He works at a garden shop/plant nursery with his brother and huaisang, wuxian works at a tattoo parlour with wen ning and wen qing + is a single dad to wen yuan afaik

FOUND! Demon Ink by Jade_Valentine (E, 189k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Flower Shop & Tattoo Parlor, Tattoo Artist WWX, Magic, Chaotic Bisexual WWX, Demisexual LWJ, Slow Burn, Angst, Mutual Masturbation, Domestic Fluff, Welcome to my LWJ & NHS friendship agenda, Shower Sex, Brief mentions of past Lan Bro abuse at the hands of LQR, wangxian family feels, WWX is the Best Dad Ever, WWX's canonical abuse at the hands of YZY, Blow Jobs, Slight Make-Up Kink) Flower shop and tattoo parkor au LZ sees Dark energy coming off WY

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7. hii im looking for a bottomji fic wherein lwj and wwx was cursed with a sex curse fighting the xuanwu and lwj end up getting preggo magically 😂 ive been looking for fics with the same premise through ao3 but i seem to be looking at the wrong tags?? please help me 😭🙏 thank you so much!!❤️❤️❤️

FOUND? Questions at Dusk by ExtraPenguin (E, 18k, WangXian, Top WWX, Bottom LWJ, Mpreg, Lactation Kink, Class Issues, Hero Complex, Baby Animals)

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8. Hi! This is fic finder. It was modern au where the jiang is assasin. They have a restaurant as their base camp. WWX is YLLZ, top assasin with the jiang. But then he retires. LXC and LWJ is a thief. They work together with LQY (either LQY or MY or both). I think LWJ and WWX civilian self is dating each other. The lans gets a mission ro break into the wens. WQ at first help them but she betray them because the wen threatening her. The wens know LWJ existance and kidnapped him to lure HGJ (i think it was to lure his alter ego not YLLZ). But then WWX is the one who rescue him. I think i mixed two fic @idontknowwhattowriteforusername

FOUND! all the problems we could solve by Stratisphyre (T, 20k, WangXian, JC & WWX & JYL, LXC & LWJ, Modern, Getting Together, somewhat non-linear, Fluff and Humour and Violence, Meet-Cute, Identity Porn, Thieves, a bit of a leverage vibe)

NOT FOUND You Only Die Twice by Mikkeneko (T, 11k, WangXian, Assassins/Spies, Assassins & Hitmen, Modern AU, Mafia AU, Action, Moderate Violence, a lot of people die but no named characters, not exactly lan sect friendly, not exactly lan sect critical either, Assassin LWJ, Kindergarten Teacher WWX, coffee shop meet cute, Let LWJ Say Fuck, slightly cracky, Non-Linear Narrative)

NOT FOUND🔒 (i've got) trouble in mind by seularen (E, 76k, wangxian, JGY/LXC, modern w magic, heist au, thief WWX, forger LWJ, consigliere JGY, epistolary, long-distance relationship, d/d elements, Canon wangxian kinks, happy ending)

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9. Hello! I'm looking for a fic that was in my bookmarks but now I can't find it. The only thing I remember is this excerpt where LWJ and WWX where dueling/sparring and LWJ says yield while WWX is enthralled by his beauty and maybe says out loud how beautiful LWJ is. Thanks for your hard work!!!!!!

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10. hello im trying to find a married(?) wangxian fic where wei wuxian sees lan wangji talk to and hang out with a female lan member he doesn't recognize. he gets jealous and starts to think that lan wangji doesn't love him anymore. at the end they manage to clear the misunderstanding with the help of lan juniors @pleasehelpmesobad

FOUND! White Flag by incendir (T, 37k, WangXian, NHS/NZH, OMC/ OMC) from the Resolutions series by incendir

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11. Hello! Can you find a fic for me where wangxian want their own biological baby and find another lady to surrogate for them with the baby ending up being wei ying's and the lady's, and adopted into the lanclan by weiying and lanzhan?

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12. Pleasee!! help me find this fic. Sob okay so nsfw ask

Basically wangxian as usual is having loud af sex and literally everyone knows this now lqr is like why tf are they so loud. Then he decides that he's tired of them and goes and gets married to some man and literally at his wedding. Anyways, he finds out how good sex can be and wangxian is like, we can be louder than that @thatperson0-0

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13. oh my god i think i'm losing my mind... i just read this fic a few weeks ago, but i can't seem to find it anywhere!

wwx is a female in this and it's from lwj's pov, it wasn't finished i'm sure but idk if they decided to finish it in these weeks. they both go on a night hunt (?) and wwx gets cursed (?) or is hit with something and to help with that they both have sex. lwj confesses during it.

then later when they both are returning to cloud recess wwx asks lwj to forget about it but lwj is like 'i want to marry you'. wwx dismisses that saying 'you don't have to be responsible for this'. but lwj tries to persuade her but wwx keeps doding it and lwj thinks she doesn't want to be with him.

i really hope this work didn't go into hidden ones or is deleted :(

thank you so much for your work.

FOUND? ❤️ We'd roll and fall in green Series by x_los (G/E, 26k, WangXian, Gender Changes, Always a Different Sex, Accidental Marriage, Marriage Festivals, Holidays, Awkwardness, Fist Fights, Pining, Crushes, Sisters, Episode 7, mentioned canon-typical domestic abuse, mentioned canon-typical sexual violence (implication of minors), (not depicted just discussed as possibility), First Kiss, First Time, Loss of Virginity, Politics, School, Horror, Murder Mystery, Road Trips, Bitchy LWJ, Dirty Talk, Mutual Pining, Competence Kink, Misunderstandings, Miscommunication, Self-Sacrifice, Battle Couple)

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14. I lost a fanfiction and I hope someone here can help me ;-;

It was wangxian set to marry with Wei Ying leaving the Jiang Sect before meeting Lan Zhan. He kept meeting Jiang Disciples send to spy on him. I’m afraid I don’t remember anything else :( @kanrax-blog

FOUND? Bitter Endings; New Beginnings by miixz (T, 7k, wangxian, WN & WWX, major character death, ABO, Arranged Marriage, Unrequited Love, Stalking, Not JC Friendly, Unrequited JC/WWX, Alpha JC, Omega WWX, Alpha LWJ, No War au, Wēn Remnants Live, Brothers WWX & WN, Light Angst, Fluff, Falling In Love, endgame wangxian)

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15. Hi! For fic finder I am looking for a fic which is Cloud Recesses study arc au. In it WWX grew up either as a disciple of Baoshan Sanren or his parents were alive and he travelled with them; ie he did not grow up in Lotus Pier. He hears about Cloud Recesses and tries to sneak in to explore but Wangji catches him. It happens to be the start of the lectures so WWX pretends he is part of the Jiang group and Yanli and Cheng play along. WWX goes on to charm everyone and is oodles above his classmates in knowledge and sword skills. I can’t remember how the story ends, whether it is just the lecture arc or if it goes into the Sunshot Campaign. Please help, thank you!

FOUND! Become Tomorrow by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 39k, wangxian, BSSR/LY, Alternate Universe, a story full of tragic pining gays, and one chaotic gremlin, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, WWX is BSSR’s disciple)

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16. I am looking for a modern fic where Lan Wangji ran a bakery and Wei Wuxian was a doctor, or possibly vice versa. The doctor ran in before his shift to grab some treats for his nursing staff and I think it was before the bakery opening hours but the baker let them in anyway. The doctor began to stop by more frequently and possibly taste tested for the baker (an excuse to hang around). Would love to read this again, thank you! @gloriousclotpole

FOUND! crystalized by gusuvibes (M, 25k, WangXian, Modern AU, Bakery, Pining, Getting Together, Baker LWJ, Nurse WWX, Zizhen in a STARRING ROLE, Bunnies With Bad Names, Elaborate Descriptions of Delicious Baked Goods, Frottage, Eventual Smut, SexyBakingTime)

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17. Hiiiii. Please can you help me find a fic. I dont remember much of it - just vague parts.

It was a time travel fic in which wangxian went back to their teenage years and were trying to set things right. I remember 1 part in which wangxian was trying to decide what to do with small mxy and wwx was against bringing him to cloud recesses. I believe it was because he was insecure about having mxy close to lwj when in their future, lwj was married to/ intimate with mxy's body.

Please see if you can find it or anything similar 🙏

FOUND?🔒 Here With Me by iamwish (T, 58k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon-Typical Violence, Period-Typical Homophobia, Bad Parent YZY, POV WWX, POV LWJ, POV JC, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, WWX Has PTSD, and also depression sometimes, Unreliable Narrator) There's a bit in the last chapter (of the first fic in the series) where WWX remembers MXY & rules out bringing him to the Lan as an option due to awkwardness, & sends him to WQ instead

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18. Hi there, request for the fic finder? Lost the tab I had it on and can’t remember the name. Only made it to chapter two.

It was Huaisang POV? First chapter was Wen Ning helping him sneak outta the Wen Indoctrination place, second chapter was Huaisang trying to break Wen Ning out of the Jin Basement/jail. Idk what happened in chapter three, lost the tab before I could read it.

Distinctly remember Huaisang whacking a dude over the head with a table in chap 1.

Cheers :)

FOUND? Jailbreaking by CullenBlue (T, 21k, WN & NHS, Canon Compliant, POV NHS, NHS Is A Little Shit, Cinnamon Roll WN, Fierce Corpse WN, Ghost General WN, References to Heavens Official’s Blessing, References to The Scum Villain’s Self Saving System, NHS insulting the Wen Clan’s taste in interior Decorating, Mentions of Murder, WN made a friend by talking about his childhood trauma, BAMF WN, Panic Attacks, mentions of gore, Canon-Typical Violence, Violence in the Name of Comedy, Trauma, Is NHS taking anything seriously? who knows, Bromance)

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19. hello, this is a ff request. i think it's a royalty au, might have been an ongoing series while i read it. i remember that wangxian get married, wwx births twins, but falls unconscious/ill after giving birth. i may be mixing fics up, but i think one of the children is a-yuan, while the other is an OC who is born with weak health. there are discussions for moving him to yunmeng as an older child due to the warmer weather. i think wq married nmj and moved to qinghe, jc and nhs are in yunmeng, and jyl and jzx are in lanling. mxy, whom wwx rescued and "adopted", follows wwx to gusu when he married lwj. again, idk if all of this is the same fic, or if i have mixed them up, but i hope this rings a bell for someone, many thanks!

FOUND! Lost in Diplomacy by Subtleladybird (M, 90k, WangXian, Historical, Royalty, Imperial Pair, Historical Inaccuracy, Arranged Marriage, Slow Burn, Angst with a Happy Ending, Strangers to Lovers, Harem, Politics, Angst, Mpreg, Miscommunication, Brotherly Love, Not really a harem, more like one spoiled non-rival, Time Skips, Pregnancy, Violence, Childbirth, Miscarriage, Falling In Love, Love Confessions, Married Couple)

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20. Hi FicFinder! This is my first time requesting for a fic to be found, so I'm sorry if I'm bad at describing TvT

The fic I'm looking for is basically JGY spikes the Lan's tea during the Sunshot Campaign, and it results in JC and JYL thinking that WWX got r*ped (raped) by LWJ. It was found consensual in the end, tho after getting WQ to look at it. Also, there's JGY redemption iirc?

Thx sm <333 @diablolunaticofthemoon

FOUND! The Teapot Plot by ToxicAngel13 (M, 52k, wangxian, LXC/NMJ, Misunderstandings, Plots, protective Jiang siblings, Golden Core Reveal, Golden Core Transfer Fix-It, Idiots in Love, Damn Jins, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Pre-Burial Mounds, Potential for M-Preg, Fix-It, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Idiots Everywhere, LWJ ’s Biting Kink, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Protective LWJ, Protective WQ, JGS is his own warning, Protective JYL)

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[adrift-in-thyme]

I worked on the fic as promised and…it got out of hand. So instead of a snippet I’ll just give you guys the whole thing XD Thank you all for providing that extra nudge I needed to finish it!

Though there’s nothing too descriptive here, there are brief mentions of blood, injury, and captivity. So be careful and take care of yourselves <3

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There is another fae in their group.

Hyrule has sensed it since he joined this little band of heroes. Fairy magic is soft, gentle, easy to miss when it is not in concentrated amounts. But there is a strength to it, an unbreakable force that little else possesses.

While the dark arts are vicious, like a javelin through the heart, fairy magic is soothing and unshatterable. Dependable and comforting.

There are many different magical signatures amongst the men and boys who share his name. Some torn apart and melded back together into something stronger. Others as mighty as a gale force wind, or as swift and discerning as a rabbit, as decisive and resilient as a barricade. Still others as fierce as a soaring hawk, as vicious and protective as the wolves that prowl the forest, as crafty and quick as the mischievous foxes that sometimes play around Hyrule’s feet.

Hyrule keeps his eye on them all as they travel, discovering who they are, watching their tells, learning the ways their faces portray their emotions even when they attempt to cloak them. And he wonders who amongst them is a brother in more ways than shared spirit. Who among them flits on a pair of silken wings.

He wonders until the day Time breaks.

Their journey is a long, arduous one, treacherous and laden with pitfalls. It’s only natural that it would take its toll. Still, Time holds out impressively. Even while he studies him with the other heroes, Hyrule never sees that mask of his slip, never sees a chink in the armor he wears.

At least, not for the first three months of traveling together.

But then, one day, there is an accident. A simple slip up born of exhaustion. During a battle with a group of black-blooded beasts in Twilight’s Hyrule, Warriors doesn’t see a monster lunging for him. Not until it’s too late.

And when he crumples into a limp, bloodied heap, Time’s mask shatters.

He doesn’t manage to piece it back together for the rest of the day. Not when he carries Warriors back to camp. Not when he lays the captain down on his bed mat and helps Hyrule tend to him. Not even when Warriors comes to, groggy and sore but very much alive and very much himself.

The captain teases him about being over protective. Time’s answering smile is a hollow one that doesn’t reach his eyes.

The injury had been a severe one, Hyrule won’t deny that — perhaps, more so than any of them have endured thus far. But Time seems to take it the hardest of any of them. And Hyrule can’t help wondering if maybe, just maybe there is something more behind his behavior.

Could it be that Time has been feeling the overwhelming nature of this quest the same as the rest of them, caving beneath its weight but unwilling to show it?

So, during dinner that night when Time sets aside his untouched food and slips silently away, Hyrule trails after him.

He goes a short way into the surrounding forest, footsteps soft, ears pricked for any sound of disturbance. Then, he stops, casts a quick glance around him…and disappears.

Hyrule peeks out from the cover of a nearby bush, eyes wide as he stares at the place where the old man had stood. For a long moment, he remains motionless, thoughts whirring, trying to decipher what has just happened.

Hero of Hyrule or not, people don’t simply dissipate like the morning mist. Though, with Time’s seemingly endless collection of masks, he supposes something of the sort is possible. Still…

Hyrule frowns.

There is something else here, hovering in the damp night air. A familiar magic that now drifts lazily over to him in delicate wisps.

Hyrule straightens. His brows dip further.

He knows what Time’s magic looks like, smells like, feels like. It is difficult to ignore, after all, tangled and tortured as it is. Such power is meant to flow freely. But Time’s has been grasped in hands that are not his own, grasped and mangled, suffocated, stretched to its breaking point and further, morphed into something completely unlike what it must have been at the start.

It is nauseating to behold at times. Right now, however, right now Hyrule can’t bring himself to look away. Because threaded in between the heartbreak and pain are gentle strands of the faintest blue fae magic.

The traveler steps forward. His eyes travel over the trail Time’s power has left behind, leading all the way up into the highest branches of a nearby oak. If he squints, he can make out a tiny dot among the lush leaves, shimmering emerald.

His lips part in a silent “oh.” He dares to take another step forward, then another and another, wings issuing from his back as he goes, body shrinking until it too can soar up to the haven of foliage.

Time doesn’t startle when he lands quietly on the branch. He remains sitting where he is, legs hanging over the edge into the open air, wings wafting gracefully back and forth. Hyrule stares at them, almost taken aback by their beauty.

He should have expected it, he supposes. Every fairy’s pride is their wings, after all. But Time’s unforgiving plates of armor, his dull gray tunic and obsidian trousers, the glowing marks of crimson and navy blue adorning his face – they provide such a severe air. Strength, dedication to duty, and unyielding courage are what they convey.

His wings, however, they speak of softer things, fragile things held close and treasured.

They are long, sweeping along the height of Time’s body in flowing curves like those of a butterfly. Their translucent surface is colored a deep emerald and adorned with veins of pale pink. They remind Hyrule of the vibrancy of the forest after a long, hard storm; of the look of leaves when the emerging sun caresses their dewy surfaces.

He walks closer, almost enraptured by this sight. Perhaps, he should turn away from something so vulnerable. That is likely the polite thing to do. But he has traveled far beyond politeness now, mesmerized as he is by this discovery.

And when Time says, “Hello, Hyrule,” there is nothing in his tone to communicate that this is an invasion of his privacy. On the contrary, he sounds calm, unbothered. He pats the spot beside him and slowly, Hyrule settles down upon it. Their wings nearly touch.

“So, it’s you,” he says, awkward and awestruck.

A small smile quirks the old man’s lips. His gaze remains trained on the heroes gathered far, far below them. Their laughter and chatter float up to them in bubbles of murmured joy.

“Yes, it’s me,” he says, mildly, as though this meeting is no shock. As though he has been expecting it for a long while.

Silence settles for a moment as Hyrule scrambles for what else to say.

“How?” Is all he can come up with.

Time chuckles. Hyrule is certain the sound is lighter than usual.

“I’m not sure.” He cocks his head, bangs falling aside so Hyrule can see his markings. “I have theories, of course, but I have no way to prove any of them. And those who might have been able to explain are long gone.”

His voice is good-natured enough but the words carry a weight that Hyrule can feel in his soul. He ducks his head.

“I’m sorry.”

Time shrugs. “Their fates were not your doing. There is no need for you to ache for them. Or for me.” He turns now, a smile brightening his face once more. “What about you, Hyrule? What is the nature of your transformation? Were you born with it?”

“Oh, it’s just a spell,” Hyrule replies, quickly. “Though, I’ve wondered if I was born with fae blood in me. I don’t think it would’ve worked otherwise.”

Time hums, thoughtfully. He is quiet for a moment, once more staring down at their comrades.

“I wondered why I felt the presence of one of my brethren amongst the group. But it wasn’t my place to pry. Besides, I assumed it was only a matter of time before I discovered who it was. Secrets don’t stay concealed for long in a group such as ours.” He grins. “It seems you found me first, however.”

Hyrule laughs. “It sure seems that way.”

“That isn’t why you followed me though, is it?” The old man’s gaze is sharp and discerning as he pins Hyrule with it. The traveler fights not to sink into himself beneath it.

“No.” His voice is a bit smaller than he wants it to be, embarrassment sneaking into it against his will. “It isn’t.”

Time nods and looks away again. Stance relaxed, expression guarded, he waits. Hyrule swallows, gathers his courage, and continues.

“I saw how upset you were about Wars.”

Time flinches almost imperceptibly. The walls that had gone relatively low rise again so far Hyrule is taken aback by it. Yet, he plows on anyway.

If anything, Time’s reaction validates his decision further.

“And…I saw how you tried to hide it, too. And I wanted to make sure you were okay. Because you don’t, old man, you don’t have to hide what you feel.” His gaze travels to those magnificent wings again, grander than his own, yet so similar. “Or what you are.”

“It’s dangerous,” Time murmurs. “You know that, traveler.”

Perhaps, he is talking solely about feelings and the open expression of them. But Hyrule sees a bottle anyway, brimming with desperate magic, translucent sides smeared with blood and tears, it’s top shut so tightly the air has grown thin.

“Not with us,” he says, firm despite the dizzying rush of fear the memories bring. “Not with me.”

He scoots closer. His shoulder bumps against Time’s, their wings brush. Time’s next exhale catches at the end.

To anyone else such proximity would be touching enough, a display of closeness between two brothers in arms and spirit. But Hyrule knows that to fae it means even more than that.

Wings are not only the pride of the fairy people. They are also their greatest power — and their very life. To allow someone else to touch your wings so freely is a show of trust as momentous as when Time had shown them his ocarina. Not the one embued with sacred magic and given to him by Lullaby. No, the one that is even more precious to him that even that one. The one Sariah had given him so very, very, (very, very, Hyrule adds for good measure) long ago.

The stiffness that had seeped into Time’s posture eases slightly. Hyrule feels a smile stretch across his face.

The two of them grow silent, allowing the symphony of night creatures to fill the space between them. Hyrule swings his legs, back and forth, back and forth, listening to the crickets and owls singing in time with the laughter of his brothers. Time still looks down upon them.

Watching over them, Hyrule realizes with a sudden burst of warmth.

Their leader can seem cold sometimes, distant. Little had he known the depths of his love for the heroes with whom he shared a spirit of courage.

There is much, he thinks in wonder, that he doesn’t know about the old man.

Beside him, Time sighs and exhaustion permeates it. “You all aren’t going to give up on me, are you?”

Hyrule sends him a grin. “Nope. We’re not gonna stop until we know all your secrets. All of them. And we’ll know because you’re comfortable enough with us enough to share them, because we’ve earned your trust enough to be gifted them.”

Emotion burns in Time’s eye when he turns to the traveler. His face is more vulnerable than Hyrule has ever seen it before — even when Warriors fell.

“My trust isn’t easy to earn.”

“And Hyrule isn’t easy to save.”

Time holds his gaze for a long moment. Then, he smiles. It is small, almost shy, but Hyrule knows it is a gift. The first of many, if he’s lucky.

“Well, then, I suppose you’re amply prepared for such a challenge.”

Hyrule leans in closer, pride welling within him when Time returns the gesture, and his grin grows.

Yeah. He thinks, watching with wide eyes as fairy dust floats around them. I am.

We all are.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

This question is based on a reblog I saw of one of your posts. In the reblog they suggested that if Malleus was a normal human them lurking at an abandoned building at night would be viewed as just as creepy as Rook’s behavior and that if someone who had normal creepy behavior like Rook was fae or nonhuman then he would be viewed as less creepy. Do you have any thoughts on this? I’m not sure how to feel one way or another.

[Referencing this post!]

No worries, I think I know what you meant!! ^^ But thank you anyway for clarifying, it's definitely appreciated! asdhlbyioyqiqhubq I didn't mean for my reply to that original ask to be taken that seriously, but this does open up an interesting topic of discussion!

I do feel like this is really an issue of the perception of humans versus non-humans (fae, merfolk, beastmen, monsters, direbeasts, ghosts, Phantoms, etc.). We can excuse a lot of things that creatures of fictional races do because the "standards" for what is and is not acceptable shifts to adapt to the concept that these races are otherworldly and thus play by different rules, have different cultures, or operate under different expectations. Meanwhile, if it's a regular human, we can easily compare them to our real-life standards and expectations for human behavior (even if it is not done at a conscious level). Because of this, it is more "palatable" to hear "oh, this fairy killed someone" compared to "oh, this human killed someone" or “oh, a vampire drank blood” compared to “oh, a human drank blood”. It's also more likely that we attribute what is normally perceived as odd or, as this anon puts it, "creepy" behaviors as something else entirely when done by a non-human race. (Conversely, things considered normal for a non-human race to do may be strange if a human did the same.) Suddenly it's no longer "creepy", and the atypical behavior is attributed to being a characteristic that "makes sense" for that non-human race trying to adapt to life among humans.

As an example, let's consider some merfolk. Jade and Floyd have the hobby of collecting objects from along the seafloor. If you walked into their rooms and saw a chest full of miscellaneous things (combs, forks, pendants, shards of sea glass, etc.), you'd probably go, "they might not have these items under the sea, maybe they're curious about them!" If you found the same thing in like... Trey's room... You might be more confused and put off by it. "Why does he have all this stuff? He doesn't seem to be using any of it, they're just sitting here and taking up space."

Going back to the Malleus vs Rook scenario, let's now consider the original (with fae Malleus and human Rook). We will assume that you have zero prior knowledge of these characters, their backstories, or personalities, so treat it as though you're seeing them for the very first time ever. Think about the circumstances. You're alone in this new world, at the mercy of a headmaster who provides your (precarious) housing and food, and you JUST witnessed the horrors of what magic can do when pushed to its brink (since Malleus first shows up in book 2, not 1). You're in your rickety housing and, in the middle of the night, you cannot sleep. You decide to go on a walk to clear your head, knowing that it should be fine to be out even though the surroundings are dark because no one frequents this part of campus. But then you see a figure that shouldn't be there... lingering. Discomfort would be a perfectly acceptable emotion to have here. In the situation where it's Rook, you might be apprehensive. What's this guy doing here and what does he want from you? His big old hat does not help because the brim of it might obscure his face and make him appear like he's purposefully trying to hide his face. You might not be so eager to confront this guy and instead might look the other way or not engage at all in a conversation. In the situation where it's Malleus, you may also be apprehensive, but you'd also be significantly more curious. Because of his horns (a trait of being a dragon fae), he casts a very unique silhouette unlike any other student at NRC. You might be so surprised or curious that you approach him and try to learn more about the weird horned guy. I'd also like to again point out that the horns are the basis for Yuu's nickname for Malleus, so one of his fae traits ends up being a means of connection and socialization for the two. This would not be so for a human character that shows up on your front lawn late into the day.

Now let's reverse it. Let's say that Rook is the fae and Malleus is the human. Even if we assume that Rook maintains his hat but lacks the horns (since that's a trait of dragon fae specifically), he would still have the pointed ears of a fae and perhaps unique eyes. That alone could draw others in. Malleus would have no discerning physical traits to dismiss his behavior. He would most likely be seen as a weird human who likes to wander the campus at night. Rook would meanwhile be granted the benefit of the doubt, something like "oh, he's not human; is it normal for creatures like him to be active at night?"

In both cases, Malleus and Rook are "trespassers" (Yuu even gets the option to call Malleus that in 2-14). Your perspective would shift considerably based on whether you think of the "trespasser" as human or non-human.

Of course, this is not taking personality, social status, or other behaviors (like Rook's stalking or uncanny ability to collect details about his peers with but a glance, which Malleus does not engage in) into consideration. I'm only giving my thoughts on the first encounter with Yuu. However, I do believe that the change in one's perception due to human/non-human labels does extend into other interactions. For example, maybe fae!Rook's fascination with beauty and even him being invasive toward other students would be dismissed because this would be attributed to "oh, he's a fairy; he's curious about humans and wants to explore the world because his race is usually so sheltered and isolated from it all". Regular ol' human!Rook doing the same things is viewed as stalkerish and unsettling. Human!Malleus might be seen as more of an awkward loner that doesn't know how to interact with his peers as opposed to fae!Malleus, who has these same characteristics chalked up to him being a long-lived fae who hasn't had the chance to engage with people outside of his country.

I think that about sums up all my thoughts on this topic. Please let me know if you think I overlooked anything ^^

[pandorasworkshop]

💀Pick a Poisonous Flower - Pick a Card

Pandorasworkshop

Pick a poisonous flower to find out who's your hidden enemy?

Datura Foxglove Belladonna

Datura

Datura is a hellish plant that can bring about nightmarish hallucinations and dehydrate your body past no return.

Cards: queen of cups, devil, death, king of pentacles, moon, eight of pentacles .

Readings: Be careful of a blonde? women who you may work with or go to school with. She is highly manipulative and has a sweet girl act down to every last detail. She's convinced the people around her of this act as well. This person may be jealous of your success, hard work, talent and patience. They may want to push you out of your position, get you fired in the worst case scenario, get your promotion or steal your light. Be careful not to tell people too much jealous eyes can give you bad luck. Your advice is king of pentacles which means someone in your higher up will help you but first you need to balance yourself. Do not react to anything. I can see this person using your anxiety/depression/paranoia against you. Stay calm and collected. This person is really obsessive. She may even try to take your ideas and pass them off as hers. Make sure things are in writing always. Be very careful. These cards are heavy major arcana.

Signs: rainbows, number 8, magic 8 ball, masquerade mask, growing pains, scones, chai tea, wanting to cut your hair, police sirens, cold beer.

Foxglove

Foxglove is a poisonous plant that it's affects are similar to that of a cardiac arrest. It's called foxgloves because it was thought to be fairies gloves.

Cards: Seven of pentacles, three of cups reversed, nine of swords, nine of cups

Reading: You have a lot of envy for simply being yourself. Someone in your friend group is really jealous of you and may be unintentionally sending you negative energy your way through the evil eye. All the cards in this reading are minor arcana so I feel like this person won't do anything really impactful? Or anything that will make a dent in you. They are jealous of how happy you seem in yourself and how you seem to persevere through things. You have confidence that they don't have and it causes them to be self conscious. Your energy may be picking up on this if you are highly intuitive and it makes you feel worried almost but don't be. Your advice is to cleanse yourself and any gifts you may get and stay protected however you may do that. Your guides got yoy

Signs: gigs, snow, thunderstorms, starting your period, icicles, haunted houses, fairy themed stuff, feeling sick to your stomach, warm cup of tea, brown boots, brown sugar, angel statues.

Belladonna

Belladonna is a poisonous plant that if ingested can cause lethargy and comas if ingested. It got it's name from 'beautiful' and 'woman' because it used to be made into a topical cosmetic foundation and increased pupil size. Obviously this has been out of practice now.

Cards: Three of cups, three of swords, judgement and five of pentacles

Reading: You may have broken someone's heart or broken off a friendship. This person feels veryyy resentful of you. Even if you were just asserting your boundaries. You may actively know this person dislikes you but may not think they are wanting to see your downfall but this person is very much in their emotions and feels very hurt by just your presence. They may try to use your past against you like past trauma, occupations or things you've done when you were younger. They are beating a dead horse and I feel as if this person will get tired of it eventually. They could even be a step sibling? Whoever this person is they can't take no for an answer and aren't the type person you want in your life.

Signs: Romeo and Juliet, Wattpad fanfics, opera, Chocolate cake, crepes, feeling really hungry, parrots, 421, 444, journaling, listening to classical or instrumental music.

[cloudcountry]

🧚 -- fairy gala . . . operation steal the show!

this time, it's up auburn, trey, rook, and rubia to collect the magestone from the fae!

this card is an ssr. (vignette 1) (vignette 2) (vignette 3)

summon: its like a science club meetup plus rubia! this might actually be fun!

groovification: ah...i'm a little nervous, but with my friends by my side i can do this!

set to home screen: i'm not used to being the center of attention...this is so weird!

home transition 1: this whole fairy gala thing is really testing my social anxiety...if i was here with anyone else i would have bailed.

home transition 2: rook hyped me up so much when i stepped out of the dressing room. i don't think my face has ever been redder...

home transition 3: with trey AND rubia here, it's like we have double emotional support! maybe that's just me though...rook doesn't seem like he needs it.

home after login: honestly? i feel like after this whole thing, all of us got a little bit closer! although...i might just be being cheesy...

home transition (groovy): oh, you're cheering us on...? well if i have your support, i've got to do this right.

tap home 1: you like my hair? thanks! vil did it for me! he kept yanking and tugging at my scalp...it hurt...

tap home 2: the butterfly clip matches with rubia's! have you seen hers? it's beautiful!

tap home 3: it's weird but...i can't help but hope azul watches me out there. i don't normally dress up so...i feel more confident!

tap home 4: trey almost gave me a headpat earlier before remembering that my hair was all fancy and pulling away, hehe.

tap home 5: i wonder if we'd be able to get the magestone back if we just talked or the fairies? if i've learned anything from azul that probably won't happen...

tap home (groovy): this dress is gorgeous...it makes me feel like i'm just as beautiful. i'll have to thank crewel for it.

duo magic: reine de la mer, you look absolutely beautiful! || rook please, you're embarrassing me!

[rpgsandbox]

Perils & Princesses is an adventure game played with paper and pencils, a few fancy dice, and your collective imaginations. The rules are inspired by a long tradition of pen-and-paper role-playing games, but specifically-designed to be easy to pick up and get you started on an evocative gritty, pretty, magical adventure.

Remember that scene in Snow White & The Seven Dwarfs when our hero runs off into the deep dark forest, narrowly avoiding the pitfalls and horrors within? Or when Dorothy Gale throws a bucket of water in the face of the Wicked Witch? This game is all about the humble moments of heart and heroism of storybook princesses. 

These adventurers rely on  baskets of goodies, trusty hatchets and their hidden talents to help them on their way. The gifts from their Fairy Godmothers help them call upon woodland animals, sing enchanting songs or connect with the elements of nature as they dig deep to survive the perils that await them. 

Get some friends together, create your character and take your band of fairy tale heroes on a  dungeon-crawling, monster-slaying adventure.

If you're a fan of Grimm's Fairy Tales, animated Princess Movies, and Classic Storybooks where plucky heroes use their resolve and wits as they undergo fantastical adventures, then this is your kind of TTRPG. 

The mechanics are rules-light, and focus on simple magic, teamwork and creativity. This game works as a stand-alone but is easily adapted to your own OSR and NSR style games, pre-written adventures, settings and dungeons of all sorts. In the game book you’ll find: • Streamlined system, friendly for newcomers, while still being rich with atmosphere for veterans looking for a new world to explore. • 8 fairy tale character classes with a wide range in fairy tale abilities. Based on the gift given to you by your Fairy Godmother, you could have an enchanting voice, an animal sidekick, or a connection to the elements that helps you thwart the perils that lay ahead.

 • Random tables to generate characters and outfit them with adventuring gear, storybook trinkets and enchanted relics or  quirky weapons.

• Bestiary full of Rot Goblins, Hedge Witches, Dragons, Trolls and Pixies and Unicorns  for GMs to spring upon the princesses. • GM tools to quickly improvise encounters, treasures, NPCs and all the little details to bring your fantastic world to life.

• Intro Adventure "The Rosewood Crown" with a backstory, plot hooks and a dungeon crawl to get your adventure started whether it's a one-shot or a a jumping off point for a larger campaign. Easy to follow instructions help new GMs run a session with only minimal prep. 

Princesses are specific kind of fantasy character. Regardless of gender, they are fairy tale adventurers that rely on emotional resolve and cleverness more than physical strength. Your character can be any gender you choose. 

What ties them all together is that all princesses start with a Gift from their Fairy Godmother. Their Gift and their special abilities grow as they level up in their adventure. Whether it's an enchanting voice, a wild heart, powerful friendship or kitchen magic, each character archetype brings their unique talents to the adventure.

Both the Digital and Print edition of Perils & Princesses are brought to life with whimsical layouts that are part medieval collage, part midcentury storybook, part childhood doodle. This book is full to the brim with 90 pages of hand-drawn illustrations of princesses, monsters and fractured fairy-tale magic.  

Tables full of magical items, spells, mishaps, wild mushrooms, unpredictable potions, enchanted weapons and more help GMs quickly immerse the players in this mystical fairy tale adventure. Quick reference rules will be printed on the interior covers making the book an easy to reference while playing. 

The game book is digest sized (5.5in  x 8.5in) and perfect bound. Final Page count will be approximately 90 pages. Cover stock is 120lb uncoated with a soft paper vintage feel. 

Kickstarter campaign ends: Thu, August 24 2023 2:57 PM BST

Website: [Perils & Princesses]

[zaceouiswriting]

Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans - Ch.13

Character: Sky x male reader, Riven x male reader, Brandon x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in Winx Club/Saga

Warnings: None

Still, deep in thought, I turn a corner only to be knocked to the ground. I try to complain, maybe even curse, but when my gaze involuntarily moves upwards, I can't. My mouth went dry. As I stare into pure blue eyes, bluer than the sky itself. His black hair is pulled back into a long ponytail, a few strands of hair hanging down to the sides, framing his long face so that his cheekbones stand out. He is an unmistakably beautiful man.

“Please excuse my insolent behavior. I should have watched where I was going,” he tells me in a deep, melodic voice.

My cheeks start burning as I realize I'm shamelessly staring at him while his right hand is outstretched, offering silently to help me back up. I could only look away from him as I placed my hand in his. Within a second, I'm back on my feet. Even though I'm standing right before him, I can't look him in the face.

A loud, dark rumble goes through my body - a chuckle so low that I could feel it deep down.

“Where are you taking him, Corey?”

I look around in complete confusion, only to nearly jump out of my skin when I find Corey standing right behind me, just far enough away that it was possible for me to fall to the ground when I collided with the beautiful stranger.

Of course, I still couldn't hear what Corey was saying, but judging by the face of the black-haired, beautiful guy in front of me, I could tell that it must have been interesting, at least.

Out of nowhere, the guy takes my hand and says in an overly cheerful tone, "I can take you there, considering you can't hear him." He nodded towards Corey before winking at me. For some reason, I feel he is not Corey's biggest fan, which I'm grateful for.

But as soon as he leads me away, literally pulling me with him, something clicked in my head. 

The tall yellow and red sandstone from which the building is constructed becomes the smoke-filled battlefield of Ahnesburg, where fire shamans tried to kill our entire army. But they didn't think about my elite troops or me. We smashed their bodies to pieces, but we lost thousands of foot soldiers. The stench of their burning flesh is seared into my brain, so terrible that it will forever mark me.

That day was the first time I lost someone close to me: my first officer, Barabos, my swordmaster's twenty-year-old son - his youngest. After the battle was won, we celebrated on the field, but one of the shamans wasn't quite dead yet. I still remember his smile, his hair disheveled from the helmet he had taken off, only to see his pink skin burning, opening the flesh underneath, but that, too, burned down into nothingness. Nobody could do anything at that moment. It all happened too quickly. All that was left of him lay in my magically protected hands: his ashes.

 I yank my hand away from the hand that was holding mine. My eyes dart around in horror. Even though the hallways were back, Barabos died that day, like so many others, for what? A war that will never end?

However, he must have seen the horror in my eyes, something I never want anyone to witness. Weakness is a form of illness that cannot be cured.

I quickly collect my thoughts, close my eyes, and breathe deeply. When I open my eyes again, I could see the concern in his eyes, but it faded a moment later, most likely because I could put my stoic mask back on my worried face, which seems to confuse the guy greatly.

“Please go ahead.” I hide the desperation in my voice and even smile at him.

Completely at a loss, he stutters a few words but never manages to form a coherent sentence, and yet I wait patiently until he can either say something or move forward. The latter would be best for me because I'm unsure if I could conceal my emotions if he pursued the conversation further.

To my pleasant surprise, he didn't say a word. Maybe he could see right through my mask, but most likely not. It certainly is just who he is: a silent guy.

So we set off in silence. The way he walks fascinates me. He walks rather stiffly. So, definitely not a swordsman. These guys always have a more relaxed body. Maybe a staff fighter? Or a spear, perhaps? At least his hands crossed behind his back have calluses, even a few splinters of wood inside them. How peculiar.

Even though specialists, as the name suggests, specialize in one weapon, staff or spearmen are still very rare. And most often, it is a family trait that is either innate or trained from an early age. Because it takes a lot more discipline, finesse, and balance than other fighting forms, something not many people have, myself included.

But watching this guy walk and following him closely, I'm not really jealous of his discipline. He might be strong, as his choice of weapon suggests. However, there is a massive flaw with staff weapons. Because of this precise discipline, the movements are much easier to read.

Inspecting his body more closely, I can imagine at least thirty ways to take him down due to his slightly taller stature, slimmer body, and stick-like limbs. He obviously trained the skills required for his weapons before his body. This could cost him his life in battle.

Feeling that Corey was behind me again, with his steps getting faster, brought me back to my senses. His disapproving look on me only makes me angrier at him. I want to punish him even more. Although, I know that he hasn't really done anything yet. Apart from the fact that he is grandfather's watchdog. If I'm honest with myself, that's enough to make me despise him at least a little.

So I simply ignore his blazing stares that almost feel like the Fires of Asparoth on my skin. Based on the emotions radiating from him, I can tell he's clearly just as angry as I am. The only difference is that I know why he's angry, but he doesn't know why I'm inwardly raging.

I've never been one who could easily hide my true feelings. Mother always told me that a wise man stays silent in moments of anger, puts aside his own feelings for the greater good, and never shows weakness in the eyes of others. Something I could never do when I was younger.

When I felt angry, I trained to stop myself from destroying things or hurting others. On rare occasions, I yelled at someone close to me who knew about everything. When I was sad, I cried. It didn't matter who was before me. And if I was happy, the whole world knew it. I was an open book regarding emotions until I was sent to war.

War changes many things. The attitude towards life and death, the bonds that bind us to others, and in my case, it opened a question: Can I even trust anyone?

As soon as I ask myself that question again, a sudden fresh breeze blows through my hair, destroying my disheveled hair even further.

The moment my eyes focused, I was speechless. I thought Alfea's courtyard was beautiful, but in comparison, this can only be described as astonishing! There is a wide fountain in the middle of the place. On top is a statue that I have never seen before. I somehow feel something strange coming from it, so I ignore all the plants around me, the vast flower gardens, and even the small orchard. Even if All I could see was my disappointment at only being able to see the damn back of this ominous statue! This is bullshit!

Before I know it, I'm running toward the statue, past the friendly stranger, and quickly away from Corey. I could hear the stranger calling after me, but I ignore his voice.

Standing in front of the fountain, my questions were not answered. It shows a man in ancient heavy armor, masterfully crafted, with many engravings and decorated with ornaments. On the ground around him is a tail, the end of which was sharp and had small spikes. Wandering up with my eyes behind the male statue is a lizard with wings, either a very small dragon or a small wyvern. But even after staring at the perfectly preserved face, I have no idea who this man is.

"Ah yes, everyone who comes here is immediately enchanted by his statue, his handsome features, and his powerful aura," said an unknown voice from nowhere and at the same time everywhere.

Irritated and even slightly pissed off for some reason, I barely turn my head to the side. There next to me stands an old man with a monocle, white hair, and a tuxedo, his gaze fixed on me. His eyes are orange, with black squares, something I've never seen or heard before. It creeps me out.

“He actually looks a lot like you, young sir,” the old man says with a visibly twisted tongue. I could even see his eyes twitching. 

Somehow, I get a feeling of dread pushing me down. He seems unwelcoming but just as curious about me as I am about him. He slowly reaches out his old, trembling hand. I froze, fear incapacitating me.

"What's wrong? Who are you talking to?" the voice of the beautiful stranger from before, the man who was rude to Corey, asks me, grabbing my shoulder in the process. As soon as the warmth of his hands penetrated, the cold that had kept me in this place quickly disappeared.

But I didn't answer him because I couldn't think of an answer. The man is standing right in front of me. So why is he asking such a stupid question?

The stranger suddenly pulls me around and forces me to free myself from the monocle man.

“Are you still with us?” he asks me rather rudely.

“Yeah,” I stutter as loudly as possible, which was not very loud.

"So, who were you talking to?" he asks again. He moves closer to my face and, for some reason, even goes so far as to touch it. "And why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Are you sick?"

I could barely shake my head, but that obviously wasn't what he wanted to see or know. A stern look penetrates me. But I couldn't talk. The man is right there! So why is he asking me this stupid question? I just can't handle it. What is going on?

"Okay, let's just go before Director Saladin gets mad at Corey and me," the stranger says, chuckling like he'll never get in trouble.

He didn't even let me explain before firmly grabbing my upper arm with his right hand and pulling me along. I have never been treated like this in my entire life, away from the battlefield, of course. I could already feel my memories of that time resurfacing and haunting me again.

But the scene before me changed that. When I saw the Specialists Hawke, other memories come flooding back, stronger than those of the battlefield: the day the three Specialists kidnapped me to their school.

With blurry eyes, I look around the room, which is much more spacious than I imagined. I had heard of the 'Hawke' before but had never been inside one. Voices woke me up. Warmth surrounds me. An arm is wrapped around me. It ensures I don't fall on the metal floor. I could barely recognize the brown-haired man; There was a worried look in his eyes.

But my gaze is diverted from his sharp features when one of the arguing voices begins to shout. The purple-haired guy jumped up. He got close to a fourth man I had never seen before, with orange hair and glasses. He looks completely different from the others, shorter, thinner. Obviously not a melee fighter. He appears to be flying the plane, most likely from the Academy's technology department.

They argue about me and the treatment they gave me. Just so both the blonde and the purple guy can show off their injuries inflicted by me. To my wonder, there was only one who never raised his voice: the brown-haired guy. He seems content to just let his hand run through my air. I couldn't complain. It feels pretty good.

Soon, just from his soothing strokes on my head, my eyes closed again, pulling me into a deep sleep.

"I won't go into it." My voice was shaking. Not out of fear but out of anguish, painfully aware of what happened to one of them after my last flight.

Neither Corey nor the stranger standing in front of me seem to understand why my reaction is so strong, considering their in confusion raised eyebrows.

“Okay…” the stranger says slowly, “We can use the wind riders,” he offers.

“Even worse,” I murmur. I run my hand over my face, trying to find a way out of this situation.

Still, with my face in my hands, I could hear a sudden rustling behind me. Confused by the sound, I try to turn around, only to feel a dull pain in my neck. I quickly fall forward, my mind drifting off into nothingness. 

[charmixpower]

Here's some magic terms for my thingy!

Fairy:

Circle - Group of Faries that work together

• This is named after the fact that Fairy magic works best in even numbers

(cuz Fairy magic is based on emotions working with people you like makes convergence easier, convergence will fail if you dislike the people your working with, circles are EXTREMELY common. They used to be a big deal but now it's more of a way to denote a fairy friend group that does magic together)

Invocix - Fairy first form

• Named after how this form usually just happens after a fairy feels a strong emotion

Charmix - Fairy second form

• This is named after the fact that a recurring motif or symbol for a fairy usually appears in this form

Enchantix - Final natural Fairy form

• Fairy dust appears in this form and is a collection of pure magic, the easiest way to enchant something

Major Fairy - Connection to magi made core

• A Fairy can create an open magical source that all the local magical creatures to add into and feed off of, with the creator at the top

(The Fairy creates a large ball of magic and let's other magical creatures take from it and feed into it until it's stable. It's basically a weaker guardian Fairy but the core and everyone who feeds into it are more personal, reactive, and connected)

Guardian Fairy - Connection to all of one type of magic

• A fairy can draw extra magical power from the core but the relationship is cyclical, as if the core is harmed it will drain the fairies power

Harmonix - Connection to all of magic

• Musa named this form after how it allows the user to interact with any form of magic despite what kind it is

Nymphix - Control of all of magic

• Magi who got the elemental forms where called Nymph's once upon a time, when this form was discovered it was named after this

Witch:

Coven - Group of Witches that work together

• Word comes from how Witches often treat their groups more business-y than fairy circles

(cuz Witch magic isn't based on emotions they are less likely to form groups that they work permanently with like Faries do, so covens are pretty uncommon. Tho some witches like the Trix like to stick to the old ways of picking like 2 other people you trust and only working with them. That or some people just like working with their friend group)

Glamourix - Witch first form

• From the word Grammar, based on how Witches study to reach their forms (that's actually where the word comes from isn't that neat?)

Emblemix - Witch second form

• This is when Witches have enough control over their forms to create a magical emblem that their magic relateds to themselves

Conjorix - Final natural Witch Form

• This is also named after how witches intentionally make their magic form

Major Witch - Connection to magi made core

• A Witch can create an open magical source that all the local magical creatures to add into and feed off of, with the creator at the top

(The Witch pulls a small bit of magic from all magical creatures, creating a magic hub for them to pull from when they need more magic. It's basically a weaker guardian Witch but the core and everyone who feeds into it are more personal, reactive, and connected)

Guardian Witch - Connection to all of one type of magic

• A witch can connect more deeply with magical power from the core but the relationship is cyclical, as if the core is harmed it will drain the Witches power

Concordix - Connection to all of magic

• Musa named this form after how it allows the user to interact with any form of magic despite what kind it is (Tecna helped)

Nymphix - Control of all of magic

• Magi who got the elemental forms where called Nymph's once upon a time, when this combined form was discovered it was named after this

Wizard:

• There is no name for like a group of Wizards that work together because thankfully such a thing has never happened! *Chough Chough* I wonder why the planet Earth has basically no magic on the surface and has never made intergalactic contact with us? It's probably nothing

If there WAS a name it would be very dramatic

• Wizard magic is inherently unnatural (being made from a fairy and a witch core being smashed together, and getting your magic core removed kills you. To make a wizard at least one person gonna die) and follows its own steps of power, leading to the naming system being completely different

Magus - Wizard first form

Mage - Wizards second form

Archimage - Wizard final "natural" form

• All are named after Magi, the broadest term for magic user

Warlock - Connection to all of one type of magic

• Breaker of Oaths, not trusted to protect anything

Devil - Control of all magic

• Wizards due to their nature of being formed form a Fairy or Witch that stole a core of the other type cannot have a balanced form, their magic naturally takes (This has never happened before but people are, rightfully, terrified of it)

Elemental forms -

Dryadix - The elemental form of Earth. Named after the witch Dryad. A boon of the Earth Dragon, gifted to magi by the Rustics

Naiadix - The elemental form of Water. Named after the Witch Naiad. A boon of the Water Dragon, gifted to magi by the Selkies

Auraix - The elemental form of Air. Named after the witch Aura. A boon of the Air Dragon, gifted to the magi by the Sylphs

Avernaix - The elemental form of Fire. Named after the Fairy Averna. A boon of the Fire Dragon, gifted to the magi by the Loji

Hesperix - The elemental form of Aether. Named after the Fairy Hesper. A boon of the Aether Dragon, gifted to the magi by Pixies

(the stupid little bonding creatures have a purpose now! Yaya!)

[justdancekid]

Time for something that only I would care about

The Danceverse Crew as Anime Openings

What I'll be doing is going over each member of The Danceverse Crew and assigning them each anime opening based on vibes and the lyrics that match the character

Sara - Blue Sky Rhapsody from Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid

https://youtu.be/Ku5fgOHy1JY?si=ePsRmFlcGHBm3nWs

Sara has this song because of lines like "Basically, I'm quite unlike myself, but I'm gonna open this new door - I could hear voices on the other side! So c'mon, let's go!" And "No matter the trial, I'm not afraid. We have this magic on our side!" Plus the song is cheery, like Sara

Wanderlust - DOWN BY LAW from Fairy Tail

https://youtu.be/eyTSpr8AOM0?si=4Mnj9jKp7aX5IU7M

I like to see this song as Wanderlust hyping the crew up to stop Night Swan. Especially with lines like "I have faith in our vision for the future" and "No matter what happens, keep your head up" and "We are down by law, just know this, we will never ever run from a fight"

Brezziana - Treasure Pleasure from Baki Hanma

I like to see this as Brezziana motivation to keep on exercising, keep on fighting, keep on moving on no matter the stakes, no matter what people tell her, with lyrics like "No matter where I go, there's no end to it. There's always someone better, I just need to be the best." And "Even when they look down on me, I'll just laugh it off"

Mihaly - Contradiction from the God of High School

Now, I know this song is too high energy for someone like Mihaly, so why is this their song? Simple, because they may have a meek appearance, and they are calm and collective, but don't let that fool you. They're willing to fight anybody who dares to hurt their friends. If anything, this song could serve as their battle song, with them staring down their opponents while saying "I'll be your Contradiction"

Jack Rose - Identity from The Promised Neverland

This song could serve as Jack lamenting his time under Night Swan, and even though those times brought him much despair, he's ready to start moving on and fighting alongside Wandelust and the crew, with lyrics like "I remembered it, I remembered it, the feeling of despair that comes with one blink" and "We'll laugh just a little further from the despair"

Dolores - in case from Godzilla Singular Point

Dolores is a business-oriented person, despite her young age, so it makes sense that her opening would have lines like "There are more things I don't know because it's incomplete" and "It's so patchy, aim for the perfect"

Hadley - Viva Namida from Space Dandy

Hadley is a wannabe player, and he wants you to believe that when you first meet him, like the start of the song with the lyric, "I've forgotten the ways of love 'cause it's been a while", but as you get to know him, his act comes down a little bit, like the second verse "Sometimes sending tears flying with a wild Sha-lalu-la" and "Looking at the stars, it's simple. We're all human!". Then, you'll discover the true reason why he wants a girl. With lines like "Viva tears, it's okay for them to overflow, baby," and "Those tears, will you leave them to me?" He just wants someone to trust him with their emotions.

Talia Sway - Jingo Jungle from Tanya the Evil

Now, Talia could have many an anime opening to describe her, but as to get her as a person, I believe this does it best. It's about as chaotic as you can get, and it describes her fighting style. With lines like "Indulge in your beastly desires" and "Come, sharpen your fangs. Let's see who can kill more!"

Epsilon - Genesis from Dimension W

This opening has a futuristic sound to it, much like Epsilon, plus it could be seen as Epsilon vowing to help the crew any way he could, with lyrics like "I won't let you down, come along with me" and "Certainty is within our grasp, I'm waiting for till the break of dawn"

Liv - JUSTadICE from Black Clover

Liv is the one to not have any special talents but will be the first one to reassure the members that she'll do whatever she can to help the team by any means. It makes sense to have an opening that has lyrics like "I won't laugh at you, I don't have any special talents" and "NO NO NO. We'll wake up at the moment to surpass our limit

Blake - Shadow is the Light from A Certain Scientific Accelerator (Turns out, I've hit the video limit, so I'll post the opening in the reblog)

Blake also vows to help the crew any way he can. It's just his way is more aggressive than the rest, with lines like "As many as my bloody memories" and "I'll destroy everything with this stained hand"

I hope you guys appreciate this, and if you have any other options, I'm willing to listen.

[snowbellewells]

Happy Happy Birthday Jennifer!! @whimsicallyenchantedrose

So, while I wasn’t able to write you a brand new birthday story this year, I thought it might be fun to highlight my all-time favorites of your stories. You were the first fandom friend I met and interacted with, we talked the show and plot points and character development together, and you helped me begin to navigate Tumblr back when I first joined. It’s been a gift to know you all that time, and your writing is a gift to us all! You’ve written so many GREAT stories that it was hard to narrow down, but I have settled on my top half dozen at last to highlight for your special day -- with some cover art for a few of them!!! 💖 Hope this gift serves to remind you of all you’ve written and created and how much all of it - and you!! - are loved. 🥰

The Strongest Magic - This short MC is one of your very early works - a Neverland season 3a divergent tale, but where it diverges gives us powerful adventure and emotion, sacrifice, and much earlier admission and acceptance of the love between our Pirate and Princess. I simply adore it - it squeezes your heart for sure, but it also wraps you up in a wonderful happy ending by the time you are finished.

A Wish Your Heart Makes , Getting to I Do & Mysterious Fathoms Below - This series of longer, connected multi-chapters (The "By Land or By Sea" trilogy) is simply EPIC!!! I don't know how to sing the praises of this story half as much as it deserves. There's adventure in the Enchanted Forest, Camelot, and even under the sea! There's so much beautiful love story for CS (and even some lovely, redemptive Outlaw Queen as well), and @whimsicallyenchantedrose even incorporates some unexpected and perfectly cast characters of myth and legend and her own creation alongside our faves. I don't want to give too much away, but these stories MUST BE read! Once you do, you'll want to read them over and over again.

Happily Ever After - This short MC was originally part of your Fluffy Fridays compilation, and I have often revisited the few chapters of this on their own and definitely think of them as their own little stand-alone story. I love the family recipes, the competition, the rivalry that becomes something much sweeter.... it's a truly delicious addition to your collection of writing!

Caribbean Shores - This lovely little MC reads more like a modern day AU, though they are in Storybrooke and many of our favorite characters still appear. I love the cute sweetness of this one, and the adorable addition of a few scheming cuties from MM's class when she takes them for a field trip tour of the Jolly Roger from Killian. ;) All the sizzle and attraction is there for Emma and Killian right from the start, and though she tries to resist (Why is she always so stubborn?!?) She can't do it for long...

Under the Apple Tree - It's hard to even express how much I adore this fic originally written between season six and season seven of canon. The way @whimsicallyenchantedrose wove in what we knew might be coming in season seven and then supposed what still could happen (a lot of which I would have loved to really see!) is simply brilliant. I love the relationships explored and the way the plot unfolds. It's a special and unique version of our beloved characters, and of course the unstoppable power of Captain Swan to always find each other again is fully on display too! ;p

Until the Stars are all Alight - Wow, this story must have been such a daunting task to undertake - one I would have been afraid to tackle, but the skill with which the OuaT world and the LotR world are woven together, how the plotlines come together and reach fruition, and how the characters coincide for best use so seamlessly is truly admirable and just adds to the depth and power of this full multi-chapter adventure. It has heart and hope and True Love conquering all - all the best things we love so much from the world of fairy tales and the brain of J.R. R. Tolkien!

[cryoverlife]

so a few people have mentioned that Bree’s characterization was inconsistent . Mostly because Conner had described her as calm and collected but she screamed when she saw the fairy skeleton and froze up when Lloyd kidnapped her.

I feel like that’s a bit unfair to Bree though.

First of all, Conner is an unreliable narrator. Sure a lot what he said can be taken as facts, but he is easily influenced by his emotions and do we forget that Conner has a huge crush on Bree. Of course he’s going to over exaggerated the things he likes about her.

Second of all, everything that’s going on is very new to Bree. Yes, she read murder mysteries and even had an adventure with Conner on the third book, but that doesn’t mean fully understands what being in danger is really like.

Bree was mostly safe during the majority of the third book, and even when she was in danger she was near someone who had experience with this stuff and who she trusted to help her. Not only that but reading and watching show and book about murder or danger can’t possibly prepare you for the real thing.

Bree jumped when she saw a skeleton because, 1 it was a bit of shock, and 2 I don’t she’s ever seen a skeleton of like anything nearly that gruesome, remember she was in the castle during the majority of the battle during the third book, and I doubt she was watching as everyone was killing each other

She froze up when Lloyd pointed a gun to her head, because she understand and process this danger a lot better then she does magic or swords. Magic and speed are in fairytales and personally I see Bree quite similar to Alex in the regard of talk by the fairytale world as a fun adventure rather than anything actually dangerous. Guns are from the other world, Bree would feel much more threatened by something that has more meaning and value when it comes to being dangerous if it comes from the world she is from.

so yeah it makes a lot of sense why Bree’s character might seem inconsistent when what she does actually makes quite a bit of sense.

[cheeriecherrymain]

As we know in the future Viktor will come the Machine Herald, well what if the reader was a mage and went away, but she came back after a long time. The question will be that the New Viktor is still in love with the reader?

Listen, listen. I know....so very little about the Viktor lore. And I am currently in adamant denial about him becoming what he does - in my head he lives happily and healthily XD I'm too attached to him and it's gonna end my life when he removes his emotions.

Like, guy turns into a machine? I'm totally cool with that, and I think it's neat, and I'd still kiss him x1000. but it makes me so sad that he takes his feelings away, and i have such a hard time believing that it would even be possible. Because like. like. everything is feelings. and he does some super morally dubious stuff, which i am in full support of, but it! the feelings!!!! passion is a feeling, love is a feeling, care is a feeling - why would he continue to do any of what he does if he didn't have at least some kind of desire to? desire is a feeling! i don't know if this is touched upon in the lore!!!

anyways thats my rant and if i ever write more MH!Viktor it's going to continue to be horribly ooc because its my fic and i said so XD

MH!Viktor x Reader (SFW)

-When you’d left Piltover, you hadn’t thought it would be the last time you saw the man you loved.

-It’s just for a month, you’d said, trying to convince yourself that everything would be okay. One of your old friends had alerted you to a kind of magic that could potentially save your partner’s life, so you…you had to take the chance. For him. For both of you.

-And then your plans had hit a snag, and you’d been forced to stay away longer than initially planned - years longer. Even though your journey is fruitful, you’re a ball of anxiety on the way back to Piltover.

-You were terrified of what you might find. Would Viktor still be there? You wondered. Would he have waited for you? Would he even still…be alive? 

-Both of you had worked tirelessly to find ways to extend his life, and avoid his fast-approaching end. You knew in your heart that he would have had to find a solution on his own, with how long you’d been gone; the little vial of fairy tears you’d collected after a series of arduous tests was moot, because he wouldn’t have survived so long without some kind of help.

-When you arrive back home, everything is…the same. Sort of.

-It looks the same, on the outside, but you can feel the energy in the air. Something had shifted within the city, and not for the better. You could practically taste the fear and anguish on your tongue.

-The first thing you do is locate Jayce, a beloved friend and Viktor’s lab partner.

-Or you supposed…ex-lab partner. According to the man himself. He scoops you into a tight hug the moment he lays eyes on you, spinning you around a couple times before setting you back on your feet. It’s an emotional meeting for the both of you, especially when the happenings of the last few years are relayed to you.

-An explosion. Chaos. War. Outrage in Piltover and death in the undercity. And Viktor, exiled from the city of progress, back to the place he once called home.

-Jayce informs you that he hasn’t heard from Viktor in over a year now - not that they really had much reason to speak to one another, anyways. He practically begs you to stay, to keep working on the projects you’d left behind, but you can’t.

-Not until you knew what happened to the man you love.

-You depart for Zaun in the wee hours of the morning, slipping unnoticed by every enforcer you come across, until you’re in the heart of the undercity. But now…where to start looking?

-You search for him for a week, asking around and dropping coppers where needed. But so few people know of a stray scientist, and those who do are either dead, or their information culminates in a dead end.

-And then you meet him.

-You’re sitting on a crate in a dark alleyway, fighting off tears, when a strange mechanical whirr catches your attention. It’s not loud by any means, but that makes it all the more confusing. It almost sounds…hydraulic? But far smaller than you’ve ever heard from such a machine.

-You glance towards the sound with tired eyes, expecting…something besides what you see. Two orange eyes, staring right back at you. Bright and unnatural within the dark.

-You don’t have the sense to feel fear anymore. All your fears had come true, anyways - your plan failed, and the only person you’ve ever loved is dead. Nothing mattered anymore.

- “You are incredibly difficult to find,” the person speaks. You glance behind you, thinking perhaps there is someone else in the alleyway - but no, it’s just you. You and…whoever this is.

-You idly wonder where he’s from. His accent is thick, almost like…Viktor’s.

- “What do you want?” you ask, with a sigh. “I have no debts to be paid, and all I’ve ever held dear is long gone.”

-The person is silent for a couple moments, and then slowly steps forward. Tall and slightly menacing, in the dim lighting. Covered in armor, you guess, if the sheen of light is anything to go by. Until you notice the limb protruding from his back, and you freeze.

-Or was he made of metal?

-You warily keep your eyes on him, until he comes to a stop not a foot from you, and kneels down so you’re at eye level. “Do you not fear me?” he asks, curious.

- “I don’t have fear anymore,” you rasp. “How can I, when I have nothing left to lose?”

- “You have your life, do you not?” he inquires again, and your patience snaps.

- “What good is my life when I have lost everything I hold dear?” you hiss. “I failed, and those which I love paid the price for it. I don’t want to live! Not without….” you trail off, your eyes welling up with tears. “Not without Viktor.”

-The strange machine-man goes quiet again. Then, most surprising of all, he reaches out to touch you.

-Startlingly gentle, given his stature and imposing nature, as well as the fact that you don’t know each other. You stare at him with wide eyes, unsure of what to say to such an action.

- “I thought you had stayed away on purpose,” he says, lowering his voice. “Thought that perhaps you’d finally had enough, and had left for a new life. But then…then I wondered: had you met your end, as I, too, soon would?”

-You frown.

-He continues, “Now you’ve returned, and I know. You are alive and well…and you fought hard to come home.”

-The tears in your eyes flood over your lashes, and burn hot trails down your cheeks. “Viktor?” you ask, your voice wavering. He strokes his thumb over your cheek and -mechanical or not- the action brings you comfort. 

-And then you’re in his arms, tenderly wrapped up in metal while you sob and cling to him. It shouldn’t feel like home - it shouldn’t feel like him. But it does. He does, despite being so vastly different.

-He brings you to his home after that, scooping you up with ease and marching you right into his abode. Most of it is littered with spare parts and projects that you don’t recognize, and he admits to you that he doesn’t do much else besides work, now.

-And then he takes off his mask, laying it on a nearby table with a dull thunk.

-He looks so different, you think. Yet there, in his face, you can see traces of who he used to be. The little crinkles by the corners of his eyes, the crease between his brows, the little moles and freckles you used to love to kiss.

- “I am not…the same…as I used to be,” he explains. “I don’t feel like I used to, not in any sense.”

-Your heart sinks.

- “You don’t feel for me anymore,” you wobble, despair clawing its way through your chest. Of course he wouldn’t love you still, after so long of being away. You’re grateful that he’s alive, but you’re…angry. Downright pissed, that you’ve still had to lose what you love, despite him standing in front of you.

-And then.

- “I still feel for you,” he utters, once again bringing a large mechanical hand to rest on your jaw. Engulf the side of your head, more like. “In fact, you are all I feel for. The only memories that haven’t hurt too much to keep. And now, you’re here.”

-Hope blooms within you.

-He wasn’t the same as he was when you’d fallen in love - but neither were you the same as when you’d left. But he’d held you dear enough to keep you in his heart when he’d changed - and you’d be damned if you let the opportunity go. Perhaps you’d have to relearn how to coexist, but the love was still there, even if only for each other.

[worldismyne]

Bella's fairy form when she's not attacking people!

Her design is inspired by the Fox Glove flower (a poisonous plant).

According to the formspring fairies are a canon creature in the world or warrior u that can be dried out to use in potions. I immediately thought of my collection of dehydrated flowers and old pressed fairy books from when I was growing up.

I always loved fairies that were a little more inhuman in appearance.

She is inspired by a combination of British and Scottish fairy lore. (She’s a combination of a Pixie and Leanan Sidhe) I’m going with the term ‘changeling’ as it refers to human/fae hybrids and fae as a term for her kind since it’s a general term.

For this issue, fairies are emotion eaters; which is why plants inform their design. Rather than draining a human of their emotions, they try to do things to create an excess of this emotion (kinda like tending a garden). The flower they take after is affected by their preferred food. In an ideal world, house fairies try to cultivate admiration/happiness. However, the most common unions are between humans and fae that like to eat depression/anxiety. (Used as an explanation for why humans are warned to stay away from the fae). 

Gifts = Contracts. Accepting a gift/food without clarifying what is owed gives the fae a blank check they can collect on later. 

Never give your full name; it’s a means of summoning. Finn and Bella both go by nicknames for this reason.

Bella can not cross running water unless invited/carried. The mote around the family home keeps her trapped there.

Bella can not touch anything made of iron

Fairies can smell lies

(Apparently fairies hate “Thank yous” and apologies. Basically anything that sets up a debt) Bella will not overtly thank people or apologize; but will use extremely polite passive-aggression. Ex: “If I did anything to offend you, I regret that you feel ill toward me.” = “Sorry I hurt your feelings.” Ex: “You’re too kind.” = “Thank you.” 

In Finn’s family, house fairies preferred admiration or envy; and would give gifts/talents to the humans in exchange for being “trophy wives” It was a mutually beneficial arrangement for years until the world around them changed and suddenly all magic is considered ‘evil’. The human side of the family started carefully cutting out the fae side. Until the grandparents generation goofed real bad.

Since fairies seem to also be hunted by humans for things, I wanted to lean into this sort of parasite/vampiric vibe. As Bella stated, she's been forced to live off a poisonous diet of resentment and fear. It's helped her survive, but has corrupted her magic down to the core. Were she in a kinder environment, she would have grown into a different kind of flower.

There was a lot of headcanon lore that had to be cut from the comic for pacing. If you look at Finn's family tree, you can see quite a few names that are derived from plants. This is because, when the world was more magical, they had garnered favor from the fae. Though as unicorns, witches and fairies started to get hunted down, they cut ties with the fae and have been suffering ever since.

(He is distantly related to King Midas' daughter, who ran away from home after being rescued from being a golden statue. Gold is a prominent feature in anyone from the family with the potential for magic.)

All we had to work on for Finn's family was one painting a few formspring questions about Leenan's childhood. I knew for sure, since there were three sisters, that all of them had to be different in typical fairytale style. And that all of them had to have 'failed' the family in different ways. They are all different examples of how a toxic family can break you down.

THE CURSE (TM)

Senna, Freya and Leenan were the last to receive fairy gifts. Senna was given the gift of wisdom. Freya was gifted with fruitfulness and Leenan was given the gift of beauty.

Unfortunately, fairy beauty standards are different than human beauty standards.

So when her parents tried to reject the gift, all their gifts twisted into curses. Senna's a shrewish smartass that no one listens too. All of Freya has a huge family, but could only even have daughters and died trying to have a son. Leenan's siren-like beauty also marks her as uncanny and easy to spot in a crowd.

After rejecting the fairy gift, the magic side of the family put a ‘curse’ on the household. Unless a fae born heir becomes head of the family, the family name will die. 

It’s been 30ish years and two generations of only girls and it’s clear it will be the last if nothing changes because their surviving daughters are unmarried and plan to stay that way. And of their grandchildren the only ones within the Ashenburough bloodline are Bella (a changeling) who would marry out of the family anyway or Finn (disowned nobility) with 0 viable marriage partners both without fathers. 

Ways to break the “curse”.

Recognize Senna (Leenan’s sister) and her female “friend” as head of household; in which they could name an heir of their choosing.

Recognize Rose or Clarice as head of household, marrying them to a noble and passing the family title to a union outside of the family bloodline. (Senna's been pushing to make Rose the heir, since her parents have soft disowned her)

Recognize Bella as head of household; marrying her to a lesser noble who would be willing to take over the acreage (or lord forbid let her leave the house).

Admit they were wrong in disowning Leenan, restore her and Finn’s noble status. Either of them could carry on the bloodline and title.

Finn’s grandparents refuse to do any of these. Their pride will end the Ashenburough name.

FREYA'S CURSE

One last bit of lore that was alluded to, but not delved to deeply in. We showed Freya getting hit in the face with a potion, and in a different flashback that the potions Leenan was messing with were magical dyes.

IF Freya hadn't been so vain, the worst that would have happened was a weird discoloration to her face and eyes. But, being the carry know it all she was, she tried to fix it herself. The end result was something far worse than where she began, and Bella's abundant magic was also a consequence of this.

Her cursed design was inspired by my other favorite Cinderella variant All-Kinds-of-Furs. Only, in her case, it isn't a coat so much as a monstrous appearance. Rose's father was a hunter sent to slay the beast and fell in love with her instead. After such a humbling experience, she was actually a very kind step-mother to Rose and Clarice, perhaps too kind, as she favored her human daughters. Between the curse, her first marriage getting annuled and settling down with a peasant; she was arguably the biggest embarrassment of the family in the end.

She never did swallow her pride enough to seek out her sister for help though. In death her parents have tried to rewrite history. There is one tapestry in her room of her and her husband together after she was cursed, but all other images of her in the house are from when she still looked 'normal'.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Honestly, I kinda assume the Cerberus form thing Ortho seems to have going on in Book 7 is his version of Unique Magic. You know?

[Referencing this post!]

I don't know/j

Mmmm, honestly?? 🤔 I've never seen it that way… Ortho changes his gears very frequently throughout the course of the main story, events, and vignettes, so even if the Cerberus Gear is specially made for a certain scenario, it’s really no different than any other gear (which also all serve highly specialized functions).

The Cerberus Gear also doesn’t particularly serve as a big shift or a cap to Ortho’s character development (which is something typically associated with UM development, similar to Deuce and Epel’s). I’d actually argue that Fairy Gear is more significant in that regard, since it was Ortho who came up with how to best utilize its abilities to captivate the fairies (and even refused help from his brother). Even Rabbit Gear is more significant to the character, as it marks the first time Ortho designed his gear by himself rather than rely on Idia or Crewel to do it for him. The Cerberus Gear by comparison doesn’t have that; it’s made for him by his parents. Yes, the Cerberus Gear is important for the story, but it’s not as important to the individual character since it doesn’t mark a huge change in their perspective or mindset. Ortho has always wanted to save and to support his brother; it’s not a feeling or motivation unique to the Cerberus Gear.

In a way, the new gear is also quite limited so if it was the equivalent to Ortho’s UM then it’s… not a very good one? Like it’s not particularly designed for combat (which you’d think Ortho would want if he’s gun-ho about saving everyone), but rather for data collection. It also has a limited time (20 minutes) within Malleus’s magical force field. Maybe that’s just because the enemy Ortho’s up against has such different power levels, but it still doesn’t give Ortho’s “unique” Cerberus Gear much of a chance to show off or to demonstrate how it reflects his personality (which is what a UM should do, no?).

I think if we were to discuss something “unique” to Ortho, the closest thing I can think of is his ability to readily change forms and skills. He’s the only one of the cast who can just transplant his subconsciousness into empty vessels as needed. Again, this is largely dependent on what bodies and tools are available to him rather than what character changes he goes through, so it isn’t a 1:1 parallel with UMs. His “true” special “magic” arises from how he utilizes his new gears because of his new spirit (post book 6) which allows him to better empathize with human emotions and actively seek out his own independence. That’s not really a UM though, it’s just the result of the main story’s events and how they’ve impacted him as a whole.

[azulashengrottospiano]

🧚 -- fairy gala . . . operation steal the show!

this time, it's up auburn, trey, rook, and rubia to collect the magestone from the fae!

this card is an ssr. (vignette 1) (vignette 2) (vignette 3)

summon: its like a science club meetup plus rubia! this might actually be fun!

groovification: ah...i'm a little nervous, but with my friends by my side i can do this!

set to home screen: i'm not used to being the center of attention...this is so weird!

home transition 1: this whole fairy gala thing is really testing my social anxiety...if i was here with anyone else i would have bailed.

home transition 2: rook hyped me up so much when i stepped out of the dressing room. i don't think my face has ever been redder...

home transition 3: with trey AND rubia here, it's like we have double emotional support! maybe that's just me though...rook doesn't seem like he needs it.

home after login: honestly? i feel like after this whole thing, all of us got a little bit closer! although...i might just be being cheesy...

home transition (groovy): oh, you're cheering us on...? well if i have your support, i've got to do this right.

tap home 1: you like my hair? thanks! vil did it for me! he kept yanking and tugging at my scalp...it hurt...

tap home 2: the butterfly clip matches with rubia's! have you seen hers? it's beautiful!

tap home 3: it's weird but...i can't help but hope azul watches me out there. i don't normally dress up so...i feel more confident!

tap home 4: trey almost gave me a headpat earlier before remembering that my hair was all fancy and pulling away, hehe.

tap home 5: i wonder if we'd be able to get the magestone back if we just talked or the fairies? if i've learned anything from azul that probably won't happen...

tap home (groovy): this dress is gorgeous...it makes me feel like i'm just as beautiful. i'll have to thank crewel for it.

duo magic: reine de la mer, you look absolutely beautiful! || rook please, you're embarrassing me!