#the fae folk

[actiwitch]

"𝘼𝙣 𝙊𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙁𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧 𝙂𝙣𝙤𝙢𝙚" (𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙, 2000)

[paganaware]

[theshadowrealmitself]

First changeling was actually just an orphan faerie found by a Human and when they saw how well the Human took care of their own they decided move in on that for their kids’ safety

That’s what they don’t tell you about changelings, it’s not that you find your child replaced, it’s that one day you wake up and suddenly have “twins”

[theforesteyemuseum]

A bottle is set on the counter. It is of fine blown glass that appears so brittle it might shatter at a single breath of wind, but could, in fact, withstand the death of a star. Within a liquid that shimmers in many colors, some you don't recognize at all that hurt to look at too long. It is Wonder, gathered and distilled to its purest form over the course of centuries of work. Who exactly set the bottle there is uncertain, but the scent of growing trees, flowing rivers, and dancing starlight lingers on the air, and the strong feeling of someone wanting to make a trade.

In return, a wooden bowl carved as if to mimic a long forgotten forest stump, complete with an ecosystem in miniature of growing fungus, water poured into or out of it has a high likely hood of revealing to the holder their fate, though how and where to use the water is up to them, and the fates it decides to share are not always pleasant.

[prinnay]

Flower child

[fairy-magick]

[runmienn]

King of spring and fairies

[japhers]

icy peepaw

[academic-vampire]

𝔥𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰

[nyxshadowhawk]

One day, I'll have kids, and my kids are going to want to go on the internet. And this is what I'll tell them:

The internet is like Fairyland. It is a wondrous place, a place of many marvels and many opportunities.

It is also a dangerous place, with strange rules that often seem arbitrary — to navigate it, you have to learn its fairy-logic, and learn to speak its language.

It is a place of tests and trials — the folk can be cruel, pointlessly so, just because it amuses them. It's often not personal, even if it seems like it is. The worst are the Trolls, but they will lose power if you don't engage with them.

It is a place of illusion and lies. Everyone wears a mask, and not all the masked people are actually people. Don't believe everything you see or hear, for illusions are everywhere.

Time moves differently there. Entire days can go by, seemingly in an instant.

Do not accept anything you're offered, and be very careful to whom you tell your True Name.

[actiwitch]

THOMAS DAMBO TROLLS - South Coast Botanical Garden (1/3)

[monstersholygrail]

Two words: Faerie lawyer

Omg it could be like that meme with the monster deals.

You had gotten into some seriously issues and you had no idea what to do. Not only was human law enforcement up your ass, but the magical law enforcement was fucking you over on their glitter-covered cocks and leaving you to clean up the mess. No aftercare in damn sight.

But the real issue was that no lawyer, human or otherwise, wanted to take your case! They were all too scared. Not of you but what the hell you got yourself into. It wasn’t your fault. You were always weak for a charismatic douchebag who promised he loved you but then framed you for a series of crimes he committed. What can you say, you have bad taste.

It wasn’t until you were guided out of your temporary cell and into a questioning room to see a lawyer with his back to you that you finally had hope threatening to sprout within you. Until the idiot turned around and you instantly pick up on his Fae ears. The moment you sit down he starts to spout out some wonderful words of grandeur, promising he can get you off and set you free. Your brows rise at his word choice.

“And what will it cost me?” You finally ask once he’s done giving his whole sales pitch (mini-canons and sparklers included). A wicked gleam passes over his features and it sends a shiver racing down your spine. What kind of shiver? You know yourself well enough to figure it out.

“Oh, nothing much. I merely want to have your firstborn child. In exchange, I will help get you off.”

His words send another shiver throughout your entire body. Meeting his intense stare you narrow your eyes, trying to figure out how you can manipulate this to your advantage. You’re in a battle of wits with a Fae and you did not consider that possibility when you wondered the other day how long you could stay awake before insanity started to set in awaiting your trial.

“Deal,” you finally say. The Faerie’s eyes sparkle with mischief. Though it falters as you mirror the expression. “So when do we get to it?”

“HMMM? Pardon me?”

“You said you wanted to have my firstborn. Well, I’m ready to begin when you are.”

The Faerie Lawyer’s cheeks flood with color. His face turning warm under your suggestive and mischievous smirk. He squirms in his suit, the blasted outfit suddenly feeling too tight and too warm to keep on for a moment longer. His eyes blaze with lust and he looks just about ready to take you on the metal table standing between you two. The one you’re conveniently chained to.

He did not consider this possibility earlier when he decided to take advantage of being selected as your court-appointed attorney. But hey, he’s not complaining now.

[illustratinghan]

king and queen ✨👑💞

jude & cardan by @hollyblack 🫶

follow me on instagram! @/illustratinghan

[fayriequeene]

[iridescent-witch-life]

Kelsiebru

Haha anyone else feel this way sometimes?

[bebs-art-gallery]

Mountain Fairies by Marthe Jonkers