#fae’s mail! ♡

[enhalpy]

🎀 hiii

MAYA ꔫ ERIC surfer / rich kid au. caretaker x patient. strangers to lovers.

eric has always been fun-loving and reckless. as soon as he's back home in the hamptons for the summer, there's nothing holding him back from getting into as much trouble as he wants. his nights are a complete different story altogether. each and every evening is another get-together with his parents' friends, business partners and strangers giving unwanted life advice. while eric reluctantly behaves and makes sure to charm his parents' guests, he can feel his brain melting with each bland transactional interaction. fortunately, he's neighbors with his best friends sunwoo and haknyeon, meaning their parents always rope them into the same parties.

it's at one of these private neighborhood gatherings that eric breaks into his father's secret alcohol stash. he gets a bit too wasted, further clouding his already poor judgement. egged on by his fellow drunk-out-of-their-mind friends, he makes the excellect decision that his expertise was necessary to counteract the monotonous night. as expected of eric, his solution is guaranteed to make a splash. the dare is sunwoo's idea. after scaling the multi-story home, eric was to then backflip from the roof into the pool. unfortunately, eric did not make a splash as he intended, it was more of a splat than anything else ... in the process of clambering up the ladder, eric slips and falls. he was barely three feet off the ground when he fell, but as always, he's one for dramatics. his pained wailing and disheveled state (planning ahead for his pool dive, he'd stripped to his boxers) are quick to attract your attention.

you'd similarly been bored by the evening, sneaking out to the backyard for some fresh air when you wander upon eric. you're startled by his mention of an injury, but you're thankful to realize it's only a minor sprain. with the assistance of his eager-to-help friends, you quickly patch eric up, reassuring him of your ability as a pre-med student. his injury only required basic first aid skills, but he seemed comforted to learn of your major. even still after you've snuck him back into his room with the help of his buddies, eric is reluctant to let you go. an ice-pack just wasn't good enough. what if he needed you again? what if something happened to him in the middle of the night? his worries are clearly the product of his mental daze from his earlier alcohol consumption along with the "trauma" of his accident. to eric, you're his savior, an angel that came to his aid in his time of need.

safe to say, you're unable to catch a break after that fateful night. eric's desperate for your attention, making it his new mission to win you over. joined by his friends, he makes good use of his theatrical skill by faking various injuries and illnesses just for your attention. he's showing up at your door every day and you can't find it in yourself to mind much.

#hi maya bae !!! i hope you like this <33 #i definitely wrote way more than i meant to but this was sm fun 🤭 lowkey want to post this as a blurb #fae’s lovely moots! ♡ #fae’s mail! ♡

[haerinz]

BABES HI HRURYRYRY 😍😍

hi nam !! i’m doing alright <33 spent some time studying earlier today & now i’m mainly just working on a wip for jungwon 🫶 wbu? i hope you’re doing well ♡

#fae’s lovely moots! ♡ #@yoonuwgz ♡ #fae’s mail ☆

[hanrinz]

i forgot abt tumblr for a hot minute but here I am!! I've been good, actually in class rn. what about youu?

and thank you<33

welcome back 🫂 good luck in class tho !!! no cause im on my summer break now ^·^ so i'm seizing this opportunity to write but my brain is not braining 😵‍💫 but i'm good ! ahhhhhhh

#◝(ᵔ◦ᵔ)◜mail! #ੈ♡‧₊˚moots : fae

[emissaire]

HAPPY NEW YEAR FAE BBY 💕💕

omg thank you, luv!! 💖 i hope 2023 treats you good. wishing for more love and support towards u bcs you're amazing! 🥰❤

#📨 mail for fae #moots ✨ #— lovely pat ♡

[hsficrecommendation]

Hello everyone! This is masterlist #4, #5 and #6 (Cont. Of June, then Sept, and Oct 2023!) for all the fics I have reblogged on this side blog I hold super close to me. Remember to leave feedback and reblog all the writings below!

Also, a huge thank you to all the writers mentioned, I adore you so very much and I hope you keep writing for yourselves <3

••• JUNE (Part 2!) •••

Stablehand!Harry x Princess!Y/n | Part 2 | Part 3 | Harry loathes Y/N and she's just a little tease. - @angelsanddaisies

Poetry In Your Mailbox | Part 2 | Part 3 | Y/N and the rest of her nosy neighborhood friends ogle at the man who just moved in next door — a man of mystery, silence, and someone who seemingly doesn’t want anything to do with his neighbors… until Y/N begins to receive anonymous mail. - @episkystyles

Changes | ♡♡ Harry returns home. Based on- Changes by Cam. - @hes-writer

Prince!Harry x Princess!Y/n | Harry is a prince, Y/N is a princess, and Harry is insufferable. - @novelistrry

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes | Every Rose has its Thorns | Petals and Prompts | Harry’s a prince looking for his princess… but perhaps she isn’t inside the ball. Includes: flowers and gossip and promises and true love’s kiss. - @jarofstyles

Out by the Docks | Underneath the Stars | ♡ A story of clandestine meetings, conspiracies, and stolen glances by the sea. (Princess!Y/n x Spy!Harry) - @fishnets-fingers

Dentist The Bad Boi | ♡ Harry’s a med-student and Y/N’s an art student, being neighbours with Y/N was already a living hell for Harry but when she fusses over his cat getting her cat pregnant – he mighty looses it. - @muffindaddystyles

The Empowering Hearts | ♡♡ In which you're a lonely model until you meet a baker. - @havethetimeofyourstyles

••• SEPTEMBER •••

Say It | in which a new relationship sparks up in the restaurant. - @havethetimeofyourstyles

The Joker and The Queen | In which Harry is a florist, has a crush on the baker next door and dreads his Birthday. - @harrysonlylover

Breaking the Ice | It's no secret that as a figure skater, you're fed up with the local hockey team being treated like royalty... and your ex's status as a player isn't helping much either. - @purplekiwis

Harry is a young professor and Y/N has never felt this kind of attraction before - @novelistrry

••• OCTOBER •••

Stop Thinking so Much | In which Harry teaches english and some poetry is hard to pick apart. - @meetevieinthehallway

Dog Days are Over | ♡ In which Y/n and Harry walk their dogs in the same park. Though, over the course of time, buying each other coffee turns into something more. - @nationalharryleague

The Witching Hour | ♡ Despite Harry being the witch in this situation, maybe his crush on gemma's new friend was going to be the most bewitching thing he ever encountered. - @moonchildstyles

Nest | Harry is y/n's best friend. He also happens to be an alpha. Spending a week at his place has her brain doing weird things. - @moonchildstyles

Pebbles and The Scarecrow | ♡ In which Harry doesn’t like Halloween until a certain pair of trick or treaters knock on his door. - @havethetimeofyourstyles

Banana Pancakes | Nanny!Harry falls in love with his little girl, and the mother of his little girl. - @ill-be-your-honey-bri

Golden | In which Y/n's life is dark but the Harry, The Fae King, sees she's golden. - @angelisverba

Better man - Harry and Y/n are famous and dating. Now, Harry is attending a party just 'cause he knows that Y/n would surely be there, and Y/n seems to be escaping her date so hard that she meets Harry outside the bathrooms. - @bopbopstyles

Masterlist for more recs! My Writing account - @0oolookitsme

#harry styles #harry styles one shot #harry styles fic rec #harry styles x y/n #harry styles smut #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles angst #harry styles x fem!reader #harry styles fluff

[mariaofdoranelle]

I saw these two ex to lovers prompt and I can't choose so if you like them you can pick one or both idk ahaahaha

- sending their ex a book a day, the first word of each title spelling out an apology.

-ten years after their breakup one receives a letter inviting them to their exes wedding with a “help me” written in a tiny font on the bottom.

You Still Would’ve Been Mine

Written for my Drabblefest

I wrote both, but with a twist (not exactly an apology and it’s ten months instead). I hope you like it 😆

PS it’s canonverse

960 words, no warnings

⨯ ⁺ ✦ ･ ｡ﾟ⨯ ﾟ♡ ✧* ･｡* ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

If Rowan listened to one more word about Terrasen or Adarlan, he was going to lose his mind.

He wasn’t even a useful prince, he had no idea what he was doing in Sellene’s Throne Room.

“The merchants won’t stop complaining ever since Adarlan made these new trade deals,” Uncle Ellys explained, “Terrasen’s goods got into the Adarlanian market like the plague.”

“Enda,” Sellene called from her throne. “send word to our spies.

After every other family member was dismissed with an assignment to do, it was just Rowan and Sellene there.

“C’mere.” She kindly requested him to come closer. “Rowan, we are losing Erliea’s biggest kingdoms. The Fae from Adarlan now have access to Terassen’s Fae liquor, magic hospitals, magic schools, every month is a new thing. And now this.” Sellene took a deep breath and rubbed a hand on her face, letting her shoulders drop for a moment. “I know you don’t talk about Terrasen, but I need you to tell me what you saw.”

“I saw nothing,” he answered with a neutral face, masking his tense body.

It was true. It was supposed to be a trip with Fenrys to visit Galan, and they ended up being guests in the Ashryver party to visit Terrasen.

Rowan’s presence wasn’t political, and the only thing he saw was walls ornate with gold, silk bedsheets and the top of pine trees when he was flying, using his hawk form to sneak in and out of the crown princess’ bedroom.

Rowan’s ground his teeth, his pulse racing. Well, that was before she not only backstabbed him, but his entire country as well.

“Okay, I got it,” Sellene said when she sensed the growing notes of rage in his smell. She bit his lip and fiddled with an envelope in her hand. “This came in for you.”

Rowan snatched it from her hands. “I thought the mail interceptions were over when Maeve died.”

Sel grimaced. “Lorcan gave me this one because he thought it was an exception, sorry. I didn’t open it, though.”

An exception indeed. Rowan opened the seal with one of his blades, wishing he could use it to stab the wedding invitation instead.

The King and Queen of Terrasen request the pleasure of your company—Rowan rolled his eyes—at the marriage of their daughter, Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, to Duke Perrington, blah blah blah.

Rowan was once told it would be his name instead, but those promises were long gone.

I’m yours, she said, her smile lit through the darkness. Tell Sellene to request an official political alliance with a marriage proposal, and I’ll be officially yours.

Rowan was on a boat home the next day.

He shook his head, his heart constricting as he tried to shake off the memories too. Especially the ones of him learning, right before leaving Doranelle again, that Aelin’s hand was already promised to another.

Rowan’s eyes skimmed through the wedding invitation, until he found something that made his heart stop, the world world narrowing down to two little words in the bottom of the invitation, in a familiar handwriting.

Help me

“What?” Sellene said while snatching the invite from his hands. “Gods, I’m never talking about Terrasen with you again. Your smell gets weirder and weirder and— oh, shit.” She looked up, eyes widened and personal scent tinged with alarm. “Have you been in touch with her?”

“No.”

Sellene sent him a cut-the-bullshit look.

He crossed his arms. “She’s been sending me books. Just that.”

“Not a word? Just books?” She got up when Rowan nodded in confirmation. “Where do you keep them?”

They both shifted into their bird forms and flew out the window towards Rowan’s bedroom, where he kept a small collection of books he didn’t want to store in the Royal Library.

If Sellene heard how fast Rowan’s heart was beating, she didn’t show. His insides were quivering as he scrambled his mind for answers, but nothing came.

Sellene shifted back and frowned at the bookshelf, both hands on her hips. “Just the books, no letters attached?”

“Yes. These ones.” Rowan pointed at the books with one hand, fingers tangled in his hair with the other. “They’re in the order she sent, it stopped a couple of months ago.”

His cousin barely heard him, completely focused on the books. “Havelok the Dane, Erec and Enide, Laxdæla Saga and Piers Plowman.” Sellene’s index finger ran across these four book’s spines. “Side by side like this, as if they were in a box set, it kinda looks like they spell ‘help’.”

“What?” With his heart beating out of his chest, Rowan grabbed a piece of paper and scrabbled the titles there, in the order Aelin sent him.

Havelok the Dane

Erec and Enide

Laxdæla Saga

Piers Plowman

The Divine Comedy

Amadís de Gaula

The Decameron

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight

The Owl and the Nightingale

Lancelot, the Knight of the Cart

Doon de Mayence

Le Morte d’Arthur

Egil’s Saga

His entire world halted when he put them all together, four words tearing down his walls of hurt and resentment.

Help, dad sold me.

Rowan felt dizzy, barely breathing as everything clicked together.

All the trade agreements, scholar exchange, diplomatic alliances between Terrasen and Adarlan he heard of. It was all because Rhoe sold his daughter to the highest bidder.

Over his dead body.

He ran to his room, grabbed his sword and a pouch with enough gold for three intercontinental trips—one to go, two to come back—and tucked his wedding invitation into his jacket’s pocket.

Sellene’s eyes were firm as she clutched his forearm, putting all her Fae strength into her crushing grip. “Do not. Cause. An international disaster.”

Rowan just shifted into his hawk form and flew to the nearest port.

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[kantosillyduo]

WELCOME, WELCOME!

Hi, I'm Fae! The blog's owner and a casual trainer!

And I'm Mike!

I moved from Paldea to Kanto a few months ago, but I finally decided to join Rotomblr because if I'm gonna have the ghost of a dead guy living with me, I might as well tell everyone. Oh, and I like Squirtles!

We love to interact with everyone, so don't be shy!

Peliper mail is also an option!

I hope we can all be friends! Feel free to ask me anything!

Same goes for me, feel free to ask me anything!

We'll show our team when Mike's done with his!

(Click on Read More for more OOC info)

♡~~~~~~~~~~~♡

Well, hello! It's me, the one behind this blog, ready to add some more info about the two little goobers! (This will get updated as their story continues!)

Name: Michael Stoughton

Nickname: Mike

Age: 23 (42 if you count the years after he died)

Nationality: Kantonian

Starter: Squirtle

Past: We all know Strangled Red, so I'll skip that part. 5 months before starting this blong, he met Fae and decided to stay with her since she was the first person in years to be able to see him.

Extra info: He's a ghost, being able to control if he wants to be tangible or not, also being able to float. When he gets really angry, the bruises on his neck get worse.

Name: ███ █████

Nickname: Fae

Age: 21

Nationality: Paldean

Starter: Squirtle

Past: █████████ ██████████████ █████ █████ ████████████ █████████ ██████████████████████████████ After that, she finally decided to stop her adventures, living a normal life (or as normal as possible).

Extra: She treats her team like if they were her children. She's pretty friendly despite her shy personality. She has a pretty neat gym badges collection.

[celestiamail]

you've got mail . . . !

✧ recipient/to: @faesther

✧ sender/from: anonymous

I honestly never thought I'd ever be here, but I really wanna thank you, from the bottom of my heart for being my friend and introducing me to a bunch of people I could happily get along with,,, ILY!!/P That said, I wanted to be a lil bit more sappy, hehe.

"Dear fae of the forest, how do you do? I've been thinking of words to say to you. The sky of mind, a dreamy fantasy, I hope you don't mind cheesy poetry.

Intimidating, yet kind in a way, You, the one I shall not ever betray. Passionate words conveyed oh so brightly, Though, your hardships can't be taken lightly.

Let me paint a scene of our joys and pain. I'll sing a song of our petty disdain. Even nonsense that we share between us, I'll write a verse of antics, if I must.

The faint glow of the moon had slowly been, becoming brilliant as the sun, I've seen. You've come so far, my words cannot carry, The love I hold for you, dear canary."

:D

♡, celestiamail

#celestiamail — 💌 ! #to: faesther

[monsterfloofs]

✨✨ YOU HAVE BEEN VISITED BY THE WIP FAIRY! SHARE SOMETHING YOU ARE WORKING ON WITH YOUR FOLLOWERS AND TAG FIVE WRITER FRIENDS TO DO THE SAME! ✨✨

Dearest fae of the tinkering of words, muse of word smithery, weaver of emotion and dreams,

I regret to say that I have. . . so many works in progress right now, that I may be a little bit ashamed of myself!

Life has happened and I have been in a spin, I have a commission in progress that, bless their patient heart, I have been trying to find time to tinker and fiddle with. And life has only gotten busier!

In the meantime. . . let me send you towards. . .

@ashasmonsters @dharys-writes @ladyofparchments

and who ever need to reflect on their unfinished work again!

Let me rummage around and see what I can find for you! What bits and bobs need to stretch their wings before they are settled back into their cabinet, to await their time to surface. . .

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Polyamorous Aliens (Sil and Vessa)

It has been a few day cycles until you were able to feel comfortable in the company of your new crew mates.

It was a vastly different kind of voyage than the previous ones you were used to. The last job you had taken, you had been working with beings that prided themselves in negotiations and diplomacy. They had been excited to have an Earthling in their ranks and many were quick to befriend you, even though you were registered as only an assistant mechanic.

You missed the cute beings back on your old ship, but once they reached their destination you once again had to scrounge up a new job. You had been lucky to find a mid ranking job posted by a group of asteroid miners. While the pay was good and you were hired on the spot, you were a little wary at first by the look of the rag tag crew. Keeping a stun gun at your side while you warmed up to your position.

You first had the pleasure of meeting Sil when you were being introduced to your work partners. Sil was one of the lead Mechanics onboard and they were waved over to come and meet you. Though they did so with an air of annoyance.

At first you had thought they were some kind of cyborg, tall and slim, with the dark red chitinous plating that covered their exposed form. It traveled up their fingers, forearms, and neck, the sloping plates ending at a dark visor that was shaped over their face. You couldn’t see Sil’s eyes, or any kind of expression for that matter. Their face was a blank dark void. You had smiled and introduced yourself politely, while Sil had only grunted, waving away the hand that you had held out in a friendly gesture. “This is the add-on we hired?” Sil’s long neck swivels, his head turns towards your companion and promptly ignores you. You slowly drop your hand, smile slipping from your lips, as the two proceed to talk, the tall being refusing to acknowledge you.

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Vampire (Silvestris)

You drop your luggage, looking up at the crumbling estate in a mixture of awe and concern. You pull out the letter of invitation out of your back pocket, opening up the delicate parchment to reread the handwritten scrawl.

You had been looking for a new secretary job for a while now, after you had skirted away from your previous place of employment. You had been miserable there, and with your new found joblessness had hoped and prayed that you could find a better place to work. You had applied to dozens of jobs with little to no results.

That is, until a curious letter came in the mail. Your thumb smoothing gingerly over the wax seal embellished with a fancy crest. You had read and reread your name and address, as if fearful that your eyes were playing a trick on you. But no, your name and address were penned in the middle with a slanting spidery hand. There was a curious return address, a place you had never heard before. A place called Hawthorne Manor. Taking a knife from your kitchen drawer you carefully cut open the top of the envelope. Pulling out a frail yellowed paper, that you carefully opened. As your eyes begin to dart across the page, your eyes widen. You practically saw stars, this was an invitation to a job, but this wasn’t just some humdrum secretary job. This was an invitation to a prestigious position. Being the clerk and secretarial assistant to the master of a wealthy estate, the offered pay was better than you could have imagined, as well as being promised benefits. It was a dream come true! Not having to weep in misery as unexpected car repairs or bills came knocking at your door, the thought of not having to scrounge for money had made you shiver with excitement.

But that was when you had been warm and toasty at home in your old flat. Eyes sparkled as you crowed with joy and excitement, now there  was a different kind of tremble that took hold of you. Peering at the large building and it’s dark drawn windows. It wasn’t a feeling that you could easily bury, the building felt. . . foreboding. You pulled your sweater tighter to you, bundling your luggage back into your arms and walking up the cobblestone walkway.

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Trans Minotaur (Rosie)

"Are you sure about this?" You warble as the two of sat in the doctor's office, your hand tightening around Rosey's as you look up into her dark gentle eyes. 

Rosey takes a deep shakey breathe before nodding. "I think so. . ." She mumbles softly, "I've had these horns all my life but. . . They've never really felt like they belonged to me. . ." She trails off then laughs nervously, "If you keep asking me that, I going to really start second guessing myself." 

You nod, blinking back a round of tears that were threatening to fill your eyes. "I'm so, so sorry, I'm just scared for you. . . I just don't want you to hurt." You reach out and hug Rosey tightly, burying their face against them.

You hadn't wanted to cry, but all the worrying and anxiety about the past week had built to the breaking point. You could hear Rosey snuffling a little themselves. 

"Don't worry, it won't be that bad," Rosey reassured, "I'll be under anesthesia and everything. I won't feel anything until I wake up."

You push yourself up and wipe your eyes angrily, "I know. . ." You took a few deep breathes, trying to calm yourself down. Your body jittered and trembled, as you squeezed Rosey's hand again. "R-remember what I promised?"

Rosey's ear flicks before she leans down, gently nosing you. "We're going to paint my horns pink?"

You nod adamently, "We're going to polish what's left of them, and paint them your favorite shade of pink, just like in that one fashion magazine."

Rosey giggles softly, "I am going to hold you to that love," 

#monster x reader #monster x human #story wips #wip faerie

[enhalpy]

monthly reminder that youre such a sweet and beautiful being who deserves so much love and i wish i could give you as much as you deserve . :(( youre amazing and i adore interacting with you because you are super special to me <//3 .

IM RLLY SORRY for replying so late bff 😭 i’m in the process of sorting through my inbox bc i got a lot of spam asks while i was on hiatus (also the reason why asks are off rn 🤧) lowkey didn’t want to answer this just so i could keep it safe in my inbox bc you’re srsly so sweet ☹️☹️ ily kya <33

#fae’s lovely moots! ♡ #fae’s mail! ♡

[haerinz]

hiiii ik we’ve only interacted a handful of times but i wanted to see if I could join in on the moots game 🫧?!

hi coco !! yes ofc <33 i chose SCOUPS & LIA for you 🫶 just like them, you give me rlly calm, laidback & responsible vibes kind of like a comforting presence 💗

#@enluv ♡ #fae’s mail ☆ #fae’s lovely moots! ♡

[hanrinz]

hi rosie⁉️

fae !!! omg hiiiii, we haven't talked in so longgg :( how are you ??

#omgomg btw i love your new theme !! #◝(ᵔ◦ᵔ)◜mail! #ੈ♡‧₊˚moots : fae

[emissaire]

OMGIE BBY FAE HALLO 🥺💕 love the new theme very spooky and ethereal at the same time (⁠~⁠￣⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠~

hello, my luv!!! thank u so much 😚 how are u? i feel like it's been years since we last talked omfg. i hope you're doing great ♥♥♥

#moots ✨ #— lovely pat ♡ #📨 mail for fae

[enhalpy]

ur theme is so cutie bae

THANK YOU MY LOVE 💗 urs is way cuter <333 hru kana bae?

ily & imysm 😚🫂

#fae’s mail! ♡ #fae’s lovely moots! ♡

[enhalpy]

discord plz 🤫🫶🏻 if u are comfortable tho ofcuz

omg ofc i’ll give it to you 🫶 my username is faelooda <33 hru bae i hope you’re doing well 💗

#ilysm <33 #yves! ☆ #fae’s mail! ♡ #fae’s lovely moots! ♡

[enhalpy]

FAE HI !!!!! happy late new year 🫶🫶

KANA BAE <33 tysm & happy late new year to you too!! i’m so sorry for the late reply, i just saw your ask ☹️ how have you been? i hope you’re doing well & ily ♡♡

#fae’s mail! ♡ #kana! ☆ #fae’s lovely moots! ♡