#fae sighting

[faedecay]

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#fae sighting #nsft fantasy #bi nsft #nblnb nsft #nblm nsft #nb nsft #t4t nsft #trans nsft #lgbt nsft #queer nsft #omg so bare here I had less piercings and tattoos

[trustymikh]

where is my beach episode

#i forgot fae's wings and i apologize #let's pretend he just folded them perfectly to be out of sight #anyway they both need to stay in shade #lily is pale\albino and burns to a crisp #and Fae isn't used to direct sunlight as his land is always covered in fog or mist #mik draws #elderlily #faelily #elder faerie cookie #white lily cookie #crk #cookie run fanart #cookie run kingdom #white lily crk #elder faerie crk #digital art #drawing #digital drawing

[ghost-bxrd]

For @pics-and-fanfics who requested Fae!Dick 💚

I got way carried away with this one lol.

Anyway, looking at other creatures too long isn’t recommended. Catching even a glimpse can be… disconcerting.

#what you would see if you caught a glimpse of him through a looking glass #one nanosecond of sight #and this is what you see #watching longer makes it stranger by the second #that’s only one row of teeth honey #and they’re currently outside because he didn’t have time to put them in order #there’s more neat rows of teeth inside #dick is not happy with being looked at right now #his teeth aren’t in order :((( #don’t be rude and stare he’s self conscious #pls come back to have a look once he’s tidied them up #his mouth gets crowded sometimes ok? #fae dick grayson #dick grayson #Nightwing #Robin #doodle #sketch #fanart #illustration #fae #eldritch #the things from the woods #batfam #digital art

[ghouljams]

There's something I'm wondering about. Does Fae AU Price love the Witch? Or is she just interested in him? If so, when did he start liking her? Why did he start to like the witch?

Your work is beautiful and I hope you know that you make us happy with your articles!🤎

Does Price- YES OH MY GOD YES the man is head over heels for Witch. I think at the start Price was just curious, trying to get a hook in her, but he realized quickly it was more than that. I think when he gave her his name that was his first "I love you" to Witch.

Here's their meet cute:

You raise your hagstone to your eye and look around the shop. It's always interesting to find human owned businesses with a lot of fae hanging around. All sorts of fae too! You drop the stone back to rest against your chest, feeling the flow of magic as you look at the various plants and flowers. There are a few small stacks of notebooks and various other novelties among the bouquets and pots. You run your hand over a heavy leather sketchbook that feels hand made. You wonder if the owner sources from the locals.

The bell over the front door chimes and the atmosphere shifts. Magic shifts and tips, swirls and shudders, and drops to creep along the floorboards. You tilt your head, keeping your eyes on the cockscomb flowers in front of you. It feels old, heavy, not bound but binding. The way the fae around you glance quickly back and scoot closer into the flowers along the wall, is promising. You have nothing to worry about, but you do feel a little bad for the weaker fae that do their best to slide away unnoticed.

Whoever is causing a commotion certainly isn't going to stop you from getting what you came for. You pluck a few stems of the red brainy flower and add it to your collection, moving on to the last bucket on your list. All of your flowers safely in hand you turn to the open air of the store.

Your eyes fix on him immediately. Even without the sight you could pick him out of a crowd as fae. His hands press against the checkout counter, shoulders hunched as he speaks low to the taller man behind the wood barrier, the cigar between his fingers smokes in the wrong direction. The thick smoke pools over the counter, and drips down the sides like water.

It feels like a dream the way the man's head turns towards you, his eyes piercing, sticking you to your spot. You blink, watching him exhale, watching smoke slide from his mouth despite never raising his cigar to his lips. He's handsome, you think. The beard, the broad set of his shoulders, the wrap of his shirt around his biceps, even the darkness of dirt that creeps against the edges of his nails, all lend themselves to a picture that fizzes in your stomach pleasantly.

You push it from your mind. He's fae, one that feels dangerous, and fae only want one thing from Witches. Your family hasn't lost one of its own to the fae in generations and you aren't about to break that record.

You walk to the counter, and queue behind the man with a smile. He turns with you, leaning against the wood to watch you. He brings his cigar to his lips, looking you over. The larger fae narrows his eyes, his head tipping to menace you.

"Are you conducting business or chatting?" You ask, keeping your voice friendly as much as you want to be rude. You rather hate this part of the fae.

"Business," The smoke man says.

"Pull all the little strings you like," the taller man growls, "it's not my business." The smoke man waves him off.

"What about you little Witch? Business or pleasure?" His smoke curls around you curiously. You wave it off.

"I'm here to gather some ingredients, do I check out with you?" you look at the man behind the counter, or try to. Your eyes slide off of him. You recognize Mal's magic when you see it, but that doesn't make it any easier on your eyes.

The larger fae seems to light up, "No, she is in the back. I'll get her." He turns his back to you, and wanders into the back room.

You move to set your bundle of flowers onto the counter, the smoke man hardly moves out of your way. He actually seems to lean closer, just barely touching you as you do your best to not come off like you're ignoring him. After all there's no need to be rude.

Price breathes deeply, feeling the after effects of magic spark on his tongue. Citrus and vetiver, it reminds him of honey without the sticky sweetness. Wildflowers in liquid gold covering a seemingly bottomless pit of magic. It makes his mouth water. He tips his head to watch the way your lashes sweep against your cheek, the way you lips part as you sigh, resting your burden on the counter. What a pretty little meal you'd make. You’re absolutely captivating. A thousand years and he'd never see anything else as gorgeous as the magic that arcs off of you. (as beautiful as the color in your eyes)

You glance up at him. He's never met a witch whose gaze didn't cut him. You're blind, he realizes, not a speck of supernatural sight in you. So it wasn't the sight that made you interested in magic. He smiles down at you. He hasn't met an ancestral witch in ages.

"Is there something you wanted to say?" You ask, your voice as calm as a he's ever heard one.

"Could be," Price feels his register slip lower, the edges purring. Your blink slows, eyelids heavy for a brief moment before something sparks and you flinch. It's a small movement but so very telling. You're warded. Good girl.

You hum, and look back to the door behind the counter. Price hardly bothers, the muffled sounds of speech could take a while yet. Cheeky little thing not to follow the conversation. Smart though. Better to say less around him, wouldn't want to get any hooks from a nasty fae, would you?

"Where'd you come from sweetheart?" (How did I never notice you?) Price asks, hoping to drag your attention back to him. You tip your head, your fingers toying with the pendent on your necklace

"Nowhere spectacular," you smile up at him, "but certainly nowhere you were looking."

"Oh I doubt that." Price hums. You raise your pendant to your face and he belatedly realizes it's a hagstone. He moves instinctively, fingers wrapping around the stone to prevent you from looking through it. A growl rips itself from his throat, "Rude."

Your eyes widen ever so slightly. You don't fight his grip, fingers lax under his. Your hands are so soft, his thumb rubs over your finger without thinking. An intimacy he isnt allowed. Something sparks, electricity zapping his grip. Price pulls back with a hiss. You flick your fingers and drop a piece of amber into his hand. It's warm, he flips it between his fingers and gives it a look. It's warm, a small flame dancing in the gold.

"You're apologizin'," Price let's the stone drop back into his palm.

"I'm giving you something for the trouble," your voice is so sweet, gentle and pulling, "so you don't have to deal with me again."

Have to, no, but he wants to. His tether didn't even have a chance to hook you before you'd paid it off. Pretty little witch. His pretty little witch. You have to be. He can't let anyone but him have you, or your magic. No, if anyone is going to eat you, it'll be him.

#cod x reader #x reader #cod x oc #x oc #john price x reader #captain john price #john price x oc #john price mw2 #john price #captain price x reader #captain price cod #captain price x oc #captain price #oc: witch #you ever see someone so beautiful you decide to restructure your entire life around her? #thats price right now #love at first sight for that man #fae!price #1fae1 #f!reader

[caesar1141]

#legend of zelda #loz #hw loz #art #fan art #link #linked universe #original character #volga #proxi #fae sight au #blind warriors

[llondonfog]

twst (horror) tober — day 6 (time)

➤ Day 6: Time | “How long has it been?” 

Silver once told him that ever since stepping into the role of caring for Lilia, the concept of time turned meaningless to him.

Silver told him that he can only categorize the days now on a continuum of good and bad.

There were days when his father would wake up with the hint of recognition in his eyes and an agreeable slant to his lips, and Silver needn't coax him out of bed to amuse him with the trinkets and gifts bestowed upon him by well-meaning classmates and a grieving liege. There were even better days when a glimmer of memory not yet lost would surface in the dark and mired deadlands of his father's deteriorating mind, when he'd pat the cushion beside him on the couch and regal Silver with a tale he'd heard at least several times before— each time, he listens just as patiently as if it were the first.

And then there were bad days when the fae that awaited him on the other side of the bedroom door screeched and howled in a long-lost tongue, days when Silver was forced to use the iron bolts that Malleus-sama had pleaded with him to install on the wooden frame if he wouldn't listen to reason and use manacles fixed to the bed instead ("My father isn't a monster, Malleus-sama, I won't humiliate him and strip his dignity away!") to stop those wild, ragged claws from tearing through the wood like paper to scratch out his eyes. Days when it is hard to separate the loving, smiling father from the feral creature caught in a losing battle as it succumbs to a fate inevitable to its kind.

Sebek listens to his friend, remains silent for once— it is unlike Silver to share his burdens, to even talk about the difficulties of caring for a fae so advanced in the decay as Lilia lest he fears that anyone find him complaining. They had all tried to talk him out of it when they had learned that Silver had already rescinded his studies at Night Raven College with the intent to care for his father to the bitter end. Malleus had nearly been beside himself, for safety could not be guaranteed, even for a human as strong and determined as Silver— "He'll overwhelm you," Sebek had watched his prince all but beg the boy to reconsider. "You know naught of what you are consigning yourself to, you have never seen our kind at our most frightful display. He would not wish this upon you, he would want his memory to remain pristine in your mind!"

But Silver had remained steadfast, loyal and devoted to his father beyond all rational persuasion. "I will not allow his last moments to be in suffering and all alone, Malleus-sama. He has sacrificed his life for the country, for you, and for me— I find it hardly equal what meager weeks I can give to him so that he may go in peace."

And so they had left to that cottage in the forest, the only home that both of them had ever known. Sebek had visited only once, the nature of being Malleus-sama's sole guard until Silver's return dictating that he shoulder a more hefty responsibility. They had both appeared rather worn and weary, bags deeper under Silver's eyes than he had ever known them to exist before, but together at least with wan smiles on their faces, as Silver had so desperately wished for them to be.

All the same, Sebek's gaze had keenly noted the presence of thin, crimson lines along Silver's forearms and neck— he found himself too much of a coward to glance at Lilia's hands.

Today, however, he's visiting for a much different reason than merely personal concern. Malleus-sama had bid him to venture out into those isolated, lonely woods, a frown deep and haggard on his perfect face; Sebek knows that if he were to look in a mirror, the same expression would be reflected back at him. For two weeks now, not a single letter delivered to the cottage had returned with correspondence, courtesy of Silver's little feathered friends usually so delighted to concede to his requests. Normally, a week's worth of silence would have jolted the both of them into worry, but with the whirlwind of a recent goodwill trip to the neighboring human countries, Sebek had merely assumed there would be a small pile of daily updates from Silver for them to look forward to reading upon their return. Imagine then, the foreboding that had settled in like an ominous pressure at the lack of any such notes.

That pressure only mounts and builds with a wicked weight upon his shoulders as he approaches the darkened cottage, silent among the stilled trees. A pressure that twists in his stomach like a corkscrew, and grips his throat in a vice, thinning the air he breathes as he stares with dread at the front door swinging off its hinges, and a faint, nauseating smell choking the scent of violets from beneath his feet.

Today, it seems, is not simply a good or bad day— it is an awful one.

#lettie writes #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland silver #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #malleus draconia #twst malleus #diasomnia #the concept of fae going feral in their twilight years being the reason why lilia wishes to age alone #to spare his son the monstrous sight; to protect him from harm should lilia lash out on base instinct alone #idk my writing has been a hot mess as of late

[tejoxys]

I think my confusion at everyone in the walrus/fairy poll notes going, "ARE YOU ALL NUTS?? IF I SAW A *FAIRY* IT WOULD *UPEND MY LIFE* I WOULD NEED TO RETHINK EVERYTHING" can be boiled down to, like, why though? how often is your daily life actually affected by the existence or nonexistence of fairies? or by pretty much anything outside your sphere, honestly? "it would change everything!" why? if they'd always been there, that would mean you've been living in a world with fairies in it this whole time, and it has affected you zilch. this is your life in a world with fairies. what do you think you're going to do differently now that you know they're real?

#I thought we had kind of agreed that 'driven to madness by the sight of an eldritch horror' was a skill issue #researchers just discovered a whole new species of giant snake the other day #we didn't know it was part of our world and now we do. how are you affected? #and if it turned up on your doorstep that would be pretty fucked up right? #good fae bad fae #I may regret being so chatty tonight

[centuryberry]

You didn't put eventual poly in the fae au like you did for a/b/o but assuming peachflower remain married, I still count it as poly even without shadowflower, icepeach, or iceshadow. In between the toxic essence of warlock poly, and the healthiness of kqw poly, where does fae poly and abo poly fall in

Okay, I'm going to be real with you:

Fae AU is an endgame poly. I purposefully kept it ambiguous in my summarization of the AU since I wasn't sure how people would react to ships outside of Shadowpeach and Iceflower. Count me pleasantly surprised by how everyone likes the Celestial Monkey poly.

Macaque and Shanzha were happily married pre-kidnapping and are proud (adopted) parents of Yue. Macaque's love for his wife and child is what drives his determination to return home. RinRin (a total wingwoman and a supportive wife) decides to take out the competition (Shanzha) and bring over the child (Yue) so Macaque could stay forever.

RinRin sneaks into the mortal realm and the loser ends up falling in love with her target. Cue slowly wooing the mortal disguised as another mortal before luring her into a fairy ring.

I'd have to say that the Warlord AU is messy, but it isn't toxic. At least not compared to the Fae AU, which gets really toxic if Shadowpeach's beginning wasn't a sign enough. Fae don't play nice or fair. While Wukong is head-over-heels for Macaque, he's also selfish and possessive. RinRin shares his traits. They're not kind and their sense of morality is VERY different from mortals. This AU doesn't have a happy ending (for the mortals). The Fae Lords, on the other hand, are very happy.

#queen of the mountain #answered ask #fae au #celestial monkey poly #assassination attempt turned love at first sight #kidnapping #fae-typical craziness

[not-poignant]

I've been cleaning out some of my older belongings and I found the cds I made *years* ago for driving and inside I found the CD I'd burned with the strange sights playlist. Let me tell you, that is still a banger of a list and I used to blast it as loud as I could when driving through town.

Woo!

That playlist still exists on Spotify for anyone who wants to listen to it.

Tbh the early Strange Sights and the early Game Theory playlists had some bangers on them :D I'm so glad you still enjoy it!

#asks and answers #fae tales music #fae tales au #strange sights #augus each uisge #ash glashtyn #that's so amazing that you burned it to CD! #administrator gwyn wants this in the queue

[ask-idv-shepherd]

Who’s your least favorite fellow participant in your game? (If you have a canon one) :3

"I regret being lovers with him at one point."

#ask idv shepherd #idv shepherd #idv survivor oc #idv oc ask blog #idv oc #// the disgrace game: pearce's canon game #// rare amadeus sighting with his horsie fae

[thepalecrawlers]

Little crawlers

#high strangeness #thepalecrawlers #interdimensional #spooktober #spooky #cryptid #alien #faery folk #faeries #fae folk #fae #faerie #nature spirits #scary stories #weird story #campfire stories #john keel #crawler sightings #crawlers #crawler

[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

Luka was backpacking across Western Europe when he saw her... 81/101 of Fanfic Wars (2022)

#Fanfic Wars (2022) #Bre's Fics #Lukanette #endgame Lukanette #Sidhe #fae #Marinette isn't human #friends reference #love at first sight #miraculous ladybug #luka couffaine #miraculous #marinette dupain cheng

[ripinpipsmousery]

Grooming day grooming day

#dogblr #saluki #sight hound #fae #fairy wren #shes so grey now #idk what happened she got old somewhere

[blairstales]

Second Sight

Second-Sight (taisch) is commonly used to refer to an ability to see a future death. This is usually an ability someone is gifted or born with.

“This receptive faculty, for power it cannot be called, is neither voluntary nor constant. The appearances have no dependence upon choice; they cannot be summoned, detained, or recalled–the impression is sudden, and the effect often painful.” A JOURNEY TO THE WESTERN ISLANDS OF SCOTLAND by Samuel Johnson(1775)

Most often, the person has no control when the visions occur, or what the subject is. Due to their often morbid nature, the ability is often described as “unwanted.”

“Closely connected with death is the curious superstition about Second-sight, because it is with reference to death that its visions almost always occur.” The Folk-Lore of the Isle of Man by A. W. Moore[1891]

Sometimes, this vision of death is simply just seeing a copy of yourself. This copy could die in front of you (showing you how it will happen) or simply be there to warn you that death is soon to come.

“A woman in Skye frequently saw a double of herself walking close by her. To make sure that it was her own double, she went out on different days in different articles of dress, which she found to be exactly copied by her spectral companion. This was, of course, regarded as a warning of her speedy death.” The misty isle of Skye : Its scenery, It’s people, Its story” by Eneas Mackay, Stirling, (1927)

Second-sight does not always have to be grim, though. Sometimes, it simply involved being able to see invisible fairies or ghosts. For example, in one story by Lewis Spence in The magic arts in Celtic Britain (1874), a young man heard fairy music one night, and was invited by the fairies to dance and drink with them. He was allowed to depart, and was gifted with the sight from then on.

“He boasted of having seen and conversed with several of his earthly acquaintances whom the fairies had taken and admitted as “‘brothers’’. The magic arts in Celtic Britain by Spence, Lewis, 1874-1955

This fairy and death connection might seem strange, but historically, the fairy realm and the realm of the dead were both thought to exist beyond the veil in The Otherworld. So, it would make sense that an ability connected to the dead may also hold a connection to the fairy world as well.

#fairy sight #second sight #secondsight #scottish folklore #scottishfolklore #scottishmythology #fairy #fairies #fae #FairyBasics #Folkmagic

[dandyshucks]

earlier today i was puzzling over some character/lore building irt my fae self-insert and kept running into a block, but just a couple mins ago I was reminded of the existence of a song I really enjoy and now it's all coming together >:3

#best feeling ever tbh fjdmdl love when jt all falls together so nicely #me when i lose sight of the fun of my fae characters and then am reminded of it !!! #i just needed that little brain reset and now we're off to the races again HURRAH !! #the dynamic btwn Wardell and Dandy is FASCINATING fjfkdl im having such a good time exploring and building it #dandy🌻 #dandy.cmd

[caesar1141]

The mud is always 

the same whether wet

by blood or by rain

#linked universe #lu #warriors linked universe #wars linked universe #blind wars lu #blind warriors #fae sight au #fanart #art