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karmecfaerry · 4 months
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terrence-silver · 11 months
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I miss Fae!Terry 😞 do you have any new stories in this AU?
I actually have a new but not quite so new fanfic in the making on Ao3 right here on the subject that I had archived and uploaded today upon this request if anyone's interested, inspired by all of @msfbgraves's beautiful inputs from the past who we should commend for the idea in the first place.
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heiroflegend · 1 year
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@faeryworlds​ continued from here
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     EMMA WASN’T WRONG. henry’s question had a very specific point to it. but he wasn’t ready to reveal such things to her just yet. “you’ll know soon enough.” he responds with a light smirk, offering his hand for his mother to take. “follow me.”
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vorpalfae · 9 months
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eärth lïght .::. by @earthjournalbyawildrose
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will you lead me into the ring and dance the night away? Spin me around until I stumble through the Veil and fall into the Otherworld.
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wildwithlight · 1 year
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faerytreealtars · 10 months
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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Messages from the Fae Realm 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊
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Welcome all my lovely souls to another reading, I wished to work with some of my favourite spirits today so I have connected to the Fair Folk that surround me in my countryside home. They have been so helpful and provided a few messages for all of the collective who are guided to me, having said that I do hope you can find a message for you here today! So take a breath and choose a pile. Always remember to trust your intuitive guidance and to only take what resonates for it is rarely wrong…
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┋ Pile 1 ┋ Pile 2 ┋ Pile 3 ┋
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Pile 1:
{Cards: The Emperor, The four of pentacles & the Empress / Charms: Green Pear, green ribbon & three green flowers}
With great strength comes great responsibility, We believe that is how the human saying goes, you have this strength, this power but yet you do not use it wisely. We can see more than you may know and we know how you have the power to help - share your gifts, those talents, and thoughts that are unique to you alone. Do not hide them from the world for you would not have them if they were not meant to be of a special use. This world is in need of your help but it is up to you whether you are willing to take the leap...
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Pile 2:
{Cards: Page of wands, five of swords & Nine of pentacles / Charms: Black-heart, shooting star, dead fish-bone, rocking horse & happy face}
Why have you let the voices win or at least act like they are winning? Why have you given up on seeing wonder and beauty? You had so much fire & creativity running through those veins but now they look empty. We hold onto hope still that one day you will burst forth like a phoenix and show the world how wonderful the true soul that exists within you is! This battle is yours to face though, we cannot fight the demons for you, that is how one learns and grows you see but know we will watch and guide always and hope you will see past the cloud of negativity that fogs around you.
Fae Advice: If you are struggling with limiting beliefs, self-doubt and negative thinking I can offer some advice. If you feel comfortable write down the thoughts that plague your mind and knock your confidence, it is my experience those thoughts linger unless you look at them realistically writing them down helps you see that they are silly and hold no power. look at what you have written does it hold any truth, is there any facts to back it up? Probably not! Then you can add beside the negative thought the true good thought, make sure to draw a line through the negative thought afterward to let the universe know this is not your belief. An example on my end could be: My opinion doesn't matter. Who put this thought in me? Why do I choose to believe it without thinking critically about it? what I should believe is: My opinions and views do matter as I have insight and thoughts no one else may have and those opinions may be the very thing a person or the world needs to hear in that moment. Hope this helps you all!
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Pile 3: {Cards: Five of cups, three of cups, three of wands & Knight of wands / Charms: panda face, teddy bear, cozy cow, star & ginger-bread man}
We just wished to say we love you very much, your aura is a breath of fresh air & how you show your authentic self to the world, unafraid to be open and kind we greatly admire. So never stop being curious, keep growing, and keep connected to that inner child you nurture so well for through them you will forever be connected to us! Your loving Faery Friends 𐐪♡𐑂
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I hope that you managed to find a message that resonated for you out of the three piles and that it has brought you clarity, comfort, or inspiration in some form.
If you are in need of more help or clarity from the spirits or myself then please check out this post here where you will find information about myself, links to my private readings, and rules about my exchange readings.
Sending loving vibes and gratitude to all of you! - Fae ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
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TAROT DECK USED: The Faerie Tarot MOON POSITION: New moon (0%)  Daily Affirmation: "We are all family and the planet is our home"
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chewytheberry · 9 months
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woodland fae🧚🏾‍♀️
(ps do not recommend drawing individual hair strands my hands hurt 0/10)
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faeryworlds · 26 days
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Starter Call
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like this for a starter for any of my muses. >> MUSE LIST<< please specify a muse and if you are a multi muse yourself please also specify which muse of yours you’d like a starter for.
or if you'd like to plot something first, just let me know too and I will message you so we can plot between our muses.
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karmecfaerry · 4 months
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Handmade FaeryDustReceptacle (Necklacee) ☆
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terrence-silver · 2 years
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Can you write more of the Fae!Terry AU? Like a little story or something? The idea that he has traces of the supernatural and the otherworldly to him, however tucked away, is just inherently fascinating to me.
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You don’t understand the rules.
You don’t know what sharing a meal with him means.
And of course, this is the most mundane of things; being invited over for a first date, his chef preparing a candle-lit meal, liquor from the cellar being poured into a tall, star-lit glass, twilight on the balcony overlooking the quiet pale Malibu shore, you amazed by your surroundings, he, pretending he wasn’t tremendously pleased with that. Get used to it, he thinks. Old man was delightfully old fashioned; that’s what he played into, wining and dining you --- maybe expecting a quick fuck after it, like a gentleman does. If only just that. A fidgeting René personally comes out of the kitchen to ritualistically wish you a fine evening as the uniformed assistant carts out the creamy, red velvet Pomegranate cake and sets it down from its glass container, protected under a transparent decorative dome; that one was Terry’s own idea. The humor of this is particularly hilarious to him and he wasn’t about to pass up making a silent mythological reference as you’re opposite him, busy tinkering with your little dessert fork, humming, content with what you’re about to put into your mouth. You don’t realize that eating anything under his roof, on his territory, means never, ever leaving here again. Hades did it with Persephone, in times immemorial, so why should he be any different? He was going to flatter himself and say that this was a sort of Underworld, after all, masked in modern pale beiges and a minimalist facade, changing, with how the times change. The same way he changed. -”That was delicious. Thank you. You’re right, it was just as good as you promised.”- You coo, complementing him, dazed, wiping your mouth, a plate entirely empty in front of you. Terry observed you scoffing down each and every mouthful with particular interest; he wasn’t about to miss out on that for the world.
Beforehand, you ate an entrée
A main course.
Soup.
A cold appetizer.
Well filled, you gave over your control to him, never realizing you did.
Now was about high time for you to say something like ‘Such fun, but time for me to leave.’ ---‘Time for your chauffeur to give me a lift. Time for you to give me a lift.’
The words never come and Terry Silver counts on it.
There will be no second date.
The thing about ancient spells placed with special intent was, they’re unbreakable, and every place he inhibited was his territory. His sphere. His court. His pocket world. A link between the beyond and the now; you don’t understand, undoubtedly, why being here felt so safe, good and right; even though, validly, sleeping over (and never leaving) after merely just a first night together, was something of an eyebrow raiser, commonly. Terry chuckles. An eye-raiser? Here? Here, where everything was freely indulged in and everything was possible? Where nothing was for free? Where you could ask him for a glass of iced Filico Jewelry Water poured into carved crystal and be tied to him forever if he so desired? You could’ve prepared your own meal and the magic wouldn’t have the same effect, with sex so early on was literally the least of anyone’s issues, especially when there was sorcery to be contented with . Other people he’s brought here always prepared their food. Their tofu and their cheese screws. Terry had them preparing theirs; like they do on the cooking shows, playing into the supposed nonchalance of the act to add unto his image; The Billionaire who wasn’t stuffy. No, no, he was casual. So relaxed in how he hosts events. That's why they could leave. That’s why they could be fucking rid of. Released when their use was up. You? You get fed by his order. Multiple times, as he encouraged you, sitting back leisurely, watching you without blinking --- and you never want to go home. There was no home to be had anymore, but here. With him. The mansion balcony evaporates into smoke and fog and you’re in the bedroom, infinitely tired after your meal, led by his hand, laying you down on the black satin sheets and sinking into you, exposing your nudity. Only then does Terry say, jovially:
-”The way to the heart is really through the stomach, huh?”-
You never catch the layers of meaning any irony in the stated proverb.
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newlullabies · 1 year
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Mushroom Candles by CostureroReal on Etsy
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vorpalfae · 7 months
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‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ єη¢нαηтє∂ ƒσяєѕт ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙
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watër synērgy .::. @roseeadsdesign 
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The Faery Door
In the woods behind my house
Is where I go for peace
I rest myself upon the moss
I'm perfectly at ease.
As I sit there on the earth
Surrounded by the trees
I feel the magic of the woods
Whispering on the breeze.
If I close my eyes up tight
And hold my breath real still
I hear a gentle melody
The tinkling of a bell.
When I open up my eyes
Head tilted to the sky
In the 'O' shaped bend of branches
There's fairest butterfly.
Stranger flies I ne'er saw
Than she dancing for me
Wings spun of the finest silver
Her clothing leaves of green.
She beckoned me toward her
The softest, sweetest song
I rushed myself toward the branch
Only to find her gone.
Through the Faery Door I spy
A wondrous sight to see
And hear the faintest melody
It's calling out to me.
Soft music of the forest
The leaves begin to sway
Surrounded by those dancing lights
I'll gladly spend my day.
Sitting there upon the branch
While peering through the door
My sister calls me home; I slip
Falling to forest floor.
I look back up through the branch
The magic is no more
The Faerie dancing is all done
Or visible no more.
Home I go, to break my fast
Yet never far from mind
That world beyond the Faery Door
I had to leave behind.
Everyday I find myself
Escaping to the wood
Looking, searching through that door for
Those little Neighbour's Good.
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