Cod’s territory doesn’t have many naga folk, less so that like to socialize. So Thyme becomes popular for a time in the social circles of the territory.
this one has two different species of bird nest fungus making up it's body! a travelling apartment if you will... i will be catching up in no particular order!
Large metal bird cages hang all over the forest, empty and open. If you’re in desperate trouble, or simply wish to give your life to the fae, climb in, and close the door.
So with Fae!Dick, we all know that Bruce is just… not gonna say anything bc of his own mental health, but do you think the other batkids notice anything once they come along?
On one hand, I think someone would have to notice. If not Jason, then Tim, Steph, Barbara, or Damian bc, well, they’re BATS. They literally have been trained to notice things.
On the other hand, though, I think it would be HILARIOUS if they just attributed Dick’s Fae nature to him just being weird. Like, completely unaware he isn’t human. Maybe not entirely realistic but I think it leaves for some interesting comedic moments 😅
Honestly at one point I think it all devolves into plausible deniability. 😭😂
Jason is the first to notice something amiss, obviously. But he joins Bruce in pretending it‘s just Dick‘s general weirdness. After all, as long as the dog just howls once in a while it’s not necessarily a wolf, right? And Dick, after the initial hang up and trying to kill him a little, is sweet as a summer‘s day to him and viciously protective to boot. Galas and all the rich people there that used to treat Jason like a circus animal aren’t a problem anymore because Dick always swoops in like a bat out of hell and distracts the creepy old ladies with a charming smile until they walk away with vacant eyes. It‘s all pretty funny. And very weird. But hey, Jason gets a laugh out of it and that secretive little grin from Dick so whatever.
Tim I headcanon has Dick all figured out within a month of officially meeting him (the opposite of this would be Tim never figuring it out which is also kinda funny and just attributing it to his circus past or something) and is veeery cautious about interacting with Dick for a time. It makes Dick kind of sad and Tim can only withstand the puppy eyes so long until he caves.
Steph just kinda shrugs and accepts Dick‘s strangeness at face value. It ain’t hurting her so why should she bother? Dick is cool. She likes Dick. End of story, thank you and good day. And yeah, fine, some of his habits are downright weird and everything but who is she to judge? And he‘s always down to cause mischief with her which is?? Super cool???? Even the more devious pranks she can bribe him into joining by handing him a jar of fresh honey or hand picked fruit!! Anybody trying to say shit about Dick lands them on her hit list, period.
Cass is Cass. Nobody can fool her. She may not know what Dick is, but she‘s painfully aware he‘s other. Most wildlife treats him like bees would their queen, there‘s always the scent of pines and rain following him. Dick‘s body language says ‘playful-content-happy’ but his eyes say ‘dark-dangerous-predator’. It’s all very conflicting; a study of contradictions. Cass learns to go by what his body language says and quickly finds a kindred spirit in Dick, who somehow always seems to know exactly what she tries to express but has trouble translating into words.
I headcanon Damian grew up with folklore so while his first theory may not be “fae” he definitely has Dick down as something other than human. Which means he must be powerful. Which means Damian must keep himself in Dick’s good graces in the hopes of making the creature teach him how to be powerful in turn. And, well, the kid grew up with a grandad that regularly takes dips in a magical swimming pool. I don’t think there’s much that can genuinely shock him lol.
Duke is… well, he’s the sensible one so of course he’s the first one to actually ask questions. And then proceeds to go nearly insane because??? Nobody seems to?? Care???? That Dick just rotated his head a full 360°???? Or that the manor sure af isn’t supposed to??? Randomly add hallways???? Or that there’s a whole ass SWAMP that appeared in the basement overnight???? Or a door that leads straight into the forest?????? Duke very nearly nopes the hell out because that’s too much even for him. But finally, finally someone takes pity on him (I headcanon it’s Cass) and she doesn’t explain anything per se, she just kind of… shows Duke. Shows him around the manor, introduces him to twisting halls and strange rooms, takes him to where Dick is lounging with the rest of the family, purring like a content cat. And Duke still doesn’t understand, not completely, but Dick smiles at him with too many, too sharp teeth and tugs him into the huge cuddle pile and?? Are those feathers on his neck?? No, he must have imagined it. Anyway, Duke thinks he can handle this… strangeness, if it scores him a family like this. It’s Gotham, right? Weirder things happen here on the daily.
Omg this turned into a whole ass essay I’m so sorry 😰😅😭✨
What if king Henrik managed to steal Malleus's egg after defeating Meleanor?
The main point is that the egg WOULDN'T hatch because it needs love (and even in canon it took a couple of centuries to hatch, despite the presence of Lillia and Maleficia).
So after a few tries, he discards his plans and keeps the egg as a trophy. Years pass and a five year-old Silver finds the trophy room while playing. He stumbles into the pedestal holding the egg, but manages to save it before it falls.
The child then senses a tiny heartbeat, and realizes there is a baby inside the egg!
The egg hatches immediately. Baby Silver loved it at once (the way he did once upon a dream).
And that's how we get a Dragon Prince journey (sorta).
After the dragon hatched, Silver went to talk with his animal friends to see if they could help (he loves his parents, but he couldn't just tell them he went to the trophy room to play, some instinct of his was also telling him they couldn't be trusted).
He left the little dragon under the care of a mother bear and went to the library to see if he could find anything. He came across a few old books from before the Silver Owls that described the Draconias (the little prince was so excited! His dragon friend could become a friend friend! He didn't have any friends besides the animals! And the dragon was even a fellow prince!)
But first things first! His dragon friend needed to meet his actual family, they were probably worried sick! So he grabbed a few maps, marked out the closest fae castle, told his parents he would go play with the animals in the woods and left.
The trek was very long and dangerous, but the entire forest was on his side. Baby Silver kept talking to Malleus, explaining life as a prince, introducing his animal friends, and trying to find out if he liked to eat berries.
They avoided war-stricken areas and managed to reach fae territory. And that's when things took a turn for the worse.
Henrik and the Silver Owls found them. Apparently, the egg was missing and a search party was assembled to follow its magical traces. Baby Silver didn't know that, and went to greet his uncle, saying that he was helping out a friend find his family!!
Henrik looked at his nephew, then at the dragon, and went for the kill, literally. The kid couldn't even defend himself, as his uncle cut him down with a simple strike (dawn knight was at home).
And that's when baby Malleus's magic blew up.
A snowstorm of cataclysmic proportions struck, complete with fire tornados and lightning. At the center of it all stood two children, the tiny Silver that was bleeding out, and Malleus, who had taken a human form and was trying to close the wound (he changed forms because he was scared and emulated the only thing he could think of as strong and protection, and that thing was five year-old Silver). Meanwhile, all of the animals formed a protective circle around them.
Luckily, reinforcements soon arrived. Both Lillia and Maleficia came (that storm could only be a Draconia's doing, they would NOT lose the egg again). They made quick work of the rest of the Silver Owls before rushing to Malleus's aid.
The animals let the faes though, as if they knew the dragon had finally found his kin. But Malleus wouldn't let go of Silver, even when the kid started telling him "Look, we found your family!! You're safe!", smiling despite the pain and looming death.
With the use of "Far Cry Cradle", Lillia quickly explained the situation, and the faes made the decision to save the human. They had a much too big debt with this child, who was so innocent it hurt.
They were also keeping the human. If that despicable man was his UNCLE, then no way in hell were the rulers of Briar Valley going to give the child back to his family. It would be a disgrace to the Draconia family.
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Now, there a a few ways this AU could go.
1. The faes weren't able to save Silver. They create a monument in his honor and he becomes the only human they respect. Relations with the Silver Owls may improve now that Henrik is dead, if they can convince Dawn Knight his son died to save Malleus.
2. The faes save Silver, who lives in Briar Valley until the end of his mortal lifespan, acting as Malleus's big brother and knight. The Silver Owls are angry, but eventually come to an agreement once they realize there was no mind control involved.
3. The faes manage to save Silver, but the wounds were so grave that he had to stay in magic stasis for a few hundred years. Receiving the BOTW Shrine of Ressurection treatment. Due to the nature of the magic, he lost his memories, got silver hair and became sleepy. He later wakes up and becomes the Silver we all know and love. Malleus still sees him as the older brother, but thinks that now it's his turn to protect the human!
Instagram showed these videos to me simultaneously and it reminded me of the Fae au for some reason. I have no explanation as to why but I thought I might send them to you anyway. Maybe because you mentioned Witch darling feeding crows.
I hope your having a nice week. Remember to stay hydrated and to eat well 💗
"That's not from this side," Price nods at large black bird in your arms. You glance down at the blue black feathers and clicking beak, the crow cradled close. You snap a sprig of parsley off the overgrown patch of herbs and hand it to the bird to hold in its little claws.
"He's from the city," You agree, "caught a nasty curse from the neighborhood kids."
"Folks cursing birds now?" The smile on Price's face does something to your stomach, you keep your eyes off of him. He's been pushing the threshold lately, getting closer to it as he leans against the fence. The magic warps around him, you can feel it shivering every time he gets too close.
"Of course not, people curse kids," Price hums, nodding.
"Kids that happen to live near overprotective witches."
"Overprotective is a stretch," You tell him, feeling your anxiety buzz at the accurate assessment. Price raises a brow when you look at him. Even the crow in your arms seems to doubt your assertion. What does it know, it's a bird.
"Why do you do that?" Price asks, and again you feel the threshold almost... part for him. It seems to thin at least. You'll have to fix that.
"Do what?"
"Disagree with me."
"Please," You roll your eyes, "I can't be the first person to do that."
"You're doing it again," He strikes a match against the brick of the garden wall, lights a cigar with it, his smoke seeping into your space. You swallow, not eager to be known so well by a man so dangerous. Especially when you so desperately want to tell him you're not.
Price takes your obvious silence with a smile, and you know you're caught. "That's alright sweetheart," He says low, you can feel the tendrils of his smoke swirl around your ankles, "it's hard asking for the things you want, but you'll get there."
You snap your preferred hex-breakers free from your herb garden, doing your best to ignore the stroke of smoke over your bare skin. You make a mental note that his magic can get through the threshold, and hurry inside with your avian client, Price's eyes heavy on your back.
‘I’ll do anything you want,’ Matan heard himself say, even as frustration pinged at him like tiny bees.
‘You have to,’ Udir said, his teeth gleaming briefly.
Anger surged and he ground his teeth together. He could manage this, he had to. He had to keep himself intact, had to get enough money for Latif, and he was a merchant – everything was negotiation, barter, trade.
‘What…what would you want from me?’ Matan said, injecting a tremor of fear into his voice. ‘Are you a rapist, too?’
Udir paused, fingers stilled on Matan’s side.
‘You hate us,’ Udir said finally. ‘You don’t even understand. Yes, there are some Unseelie who feed upon…who feed upon rape and sexual violence. For the record, we don’t like a lot of them either.’
‘So you just feed on extorting sexual violence?’
Another pause, Udir made a faint sound in his throat. Matan held very still when he felt cold metal press against his ribs. The gun.
‘Don’t,’ Matan said.
Bruce with fae!Dick is just: I have no idea what this kid is or what is happening, but this child is mine now :)
I like to think he never asks what Dick is, he just don't want to know for the sake of his mental health
Ngl that was my first thought too ksksks
On one hand we’ve got Bruce the world’s greatest detective but on the other hand… well, Bruce can only handle so much weirdness in one day and his new child is basically the embodiment of Weird™️ 😭😂
Dick is just happily swinging from the chandelier and having animated conversations with a bird about the weather and meanwhile Bruce is just standing off to the side like :)))) my child isn’t like other children :)))))
Everyone else: awe, yes, everybody thinks that about their own kid.
Bruce, who just saw Dick rotate his head 360° to keep track of a firefly only to then eat it and because it allegedly insulted him: yes :))))))