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#my art #bug fae fate game #my take on my friends dragonfly fae design! #i was gonna offer these as a quick comm option but actually im incapable of drawing anything Quickly #to my own satisfaction.............lol.......... #esp when ppl r paying me #i might go ahead and open new YCH standee comms for september though!

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LoL Chapter 29- Fae Magic

Masterpost

A Wizard Hermits tale (AU, designs, ideas belongs to @theguardiansofredland)

BDubs and Stress take a trip to the eternal spring fields in eastern Lairyon, where they face lighthearted trouble and grim fates.

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“Oh! That tingles.” BDubs giggles, feeling the hot, dry heat turn into a comforting warm breeze upon entering the magical barrier. Wet, damp air hanging with droplets soaking in the warm sun rays, clinging to the vibrant flowers and trees that turn the enchanted forest into a painting. Eternal spring among the Flowerfruit Fields, petals and berries of rare specimens growing in the wild space. Pink and green grow from the collapsed buildings, vines laden with fruit creeping down the roof. The vines and bushes overflow onto the thin green pathways of the roads and walking trails.

It’s the fruit and herbs that Stress and BDubs are here for. If they hope to face Dolios, and to help their friends ward off the darkness that attacks them, they need an antidote for dark magic. Stress thinks she found a potion that could reverse any ill effects- if administered in time. Unfortunate for the hermits, the ingredients are rare and unusual. No apothecary she visited had the ingredients she needed. Most they never even heard of. 

But if there’s one place she could find the ingredients, it was here in the fields. Foraging among neon green leaves and plump blue fruit. And if there’s one hermit that knows what weed is what, it would be BDubs- resident plant mage. And already, he’s like a kid in a candy store. “Amazing, I thought the starflower went extinct eons ago! Oh, is that a kipling scale vine? Absolutely incredible, stunning.” 

Stress snorts back a laugh. “How do you keep all that information in yer head?” 

“By removing non-important info, like how not to yell, or all my maths I learned in school. A-and names. If they aren’t a hermit, I don’t remember.” BDubs springs to his feet, grabbing the parchment of paper while Stress escapes the heat of her robes. It’s a little much, the fuzzy wool and thick fleece. She wraps the sleeves around her waist, revealing pale, toned arms and a bright pink undershirt. “Alright, what’s on the shopping list for today?” 

Together, the two forage across the field. Stress plucks leaves that BDubs points out, bags fruit that she remembers from the potion book, but no matter how long they searched, they could not find the rarest, most elusive ingredient of all- dragonfruit. Though BDubs has heard of the unique plant, he has no clue how it grows. Is it a vine plant, like a melon? Or perhaps arboreal, or bushgrown. After stabbing himself on the thorns of an estenberry bush, for the fifth time, he snarls defeat. 

“Aww, don’t give us that attitude, BDubs. We’ve been at this fer ages, it’s okay if we take a break.” Stress gazes at the sky, the sun already setting. They arrived here this morning, but all day among the fields has eaten up their daylight. A cold breeze nips at her nose, inviting her to set up camp. 

“No, I’m not stopping until this job is done!” He plunges his hands into a patch of star flowers, hoping that maybe he’ll find something in there. Instead, he feels the sensation of something cool but energetic running along the tips of his nails. The sound of bells rings in his ears. 

And Stress smacks her forehead, so hard that her pale skin turns as red as a Fi fruit. “The fair folk! Of course! They created the Flowerfruit fields, surely they’d know where we can find one of them dragonfruit!” 

BDubs snorts, brushing dirt from his fingers. “You actually believe in faeries? What are you, twelve?” 

“Would you-!” Stress claps her hand over his mouth, glancing from side to side, then glaring him down. “Of course they’re real, BDubs. What, you tellin’ me you’ll believe in dragons and plant monsters, but the other kind are too far outta the realm of belief?” 

The plant mage only nods his head, glancing around at the evening field. Fireflies dance in the blue night sky, and bunnies hop across the trails, from fruit to fruit in search of their next meal. He sighs, backing away. If there’s one thing he learned, it’s best not to trifle with any of the girls. Cleo and False could run him through with their blades if he crosses them- which, admittedly, takes a lot to do. But he’s also the master of annoying people. Stress however… she needs no weapon to make an impact. “Alright, we’ll look for your faerie friends, if you think it’ll help.” 

Stress’s smile is worth backing down on this argument. Seeing his friends happy is what he loves to see most. BDubs follows the ice blue trail of her robe into a thicket of trees, dancing around the rare and exquisite herbs growing at his feet. He can hear the sound of bells ringing in his ears, soft and sweet, just at the cusp of sounding like voices and laughter. Some of the dancing fireflies cast shadows that look bipedal, but he chalks it all up to his weary body. Stress and him had been traveling for days to arrive here, only to jump right into searching for ingredients. Ingredients that now swing in pouches and vials on his and Stress’s waist. 

All except for this ridiculous dragonfruit. He can’t help but grumble to himself as he follows Stress. Why would a dragon even want fruit? Are they omnivores? It sure didn’t seem like it at the championship. Do they grow them, is that why? What he wouldn’t give to see a massive dragon tending to a tiny dragonfruit plant, tilling the soil and watering it at the mouth of their caves. 

BDubs is yanked out of his own thoughts, Stress grabbing him by the arm and nearly throwing him into the mossy grass at her feet. He’s about to whine about the rough takedown, but she falls to the floor next to him. “Look!” 

The two peer through ivy and bushes. Before their eyes, mushrooms and toadstools grow and glow in the moonlight. Pink flowers of cherry blossom trees sway, petals falling to the verdant floor in a storm of rose. Fireflies dim to reveal the festivities inside the ring. Dozens of fae, dancing with bare feet across the soft moss. Their laughter sounds like tiny bells, harps and pipes filling the air as if it were a human orchestra. No matter their tiny size, the music rose well beyond the center of their festivities. 

Stress reminds herself it’s rude to eavesdrop. She crawls through the bush, about as unlady-like as she can get, but announces her arrival. “Hello, fair folk!” 

The fae rise on dragonfly wings, an aura of light following them as they dance upon glitters and gusts. They bow and welcome Stress to the Flowerfruit Fields, though the music grinds to a halt and the glimmers turn red. Stress realizes what’s wrong, and elbows BDubs in the stomach. Hard. “Ow! Alright, Hello, other kind or whatever.” 

“Don’t ruin this, be polite.” She growls under her breath, amber eyes turning icey. “Just...follow my lead.” Stress turns away, walking into the clearing. Careful to avoid stepping within the faerie circle. “I’m the Ice Mage, and that’s the Plant Mage.” 

“My name is-” BDubs howls as a heavy snowboot lands on the arch of his foot. “Yep, that’s me, the Plant Mage.” 

A young faerie, hair a dark halo of curls bouncing against deep hued skin. Pink petals stitch into clothing, a smile for jewelry and raindrops for gems. “Welcome, mortal mages! For what reason do you enter our forest? Do you wish to join in our celebrations? Perhaps you would like some food?” 

At least this time, BDubs waits for Stress to tell him no. They do not enter the faerie circle, nor do they accept the food. “Actually, we’ve been lookin’ fer something all day long, and if there was anyone who would know where to find the final ingredient to our list, it would be the very people that created these fields.” 

Just like BDubs, fae like their egos stroked. The fae accept the kind comments, a few playing with Stress’s short brown locks. BDubs steps away, unwelcome to the idea of tiny, glittery creatures touching him in any way. “Of course, we would love to show you our wonderful creation. Eternal spring, the time of birth and celebration!” 

The faerie attempts to lead Stress into the circle, but she’s too clever to be caught in their trap. She’s a woman raised in high society- she can sniff out trouble a mile away. “We searched all day, but could not find the last ingredient we need.” 

“A dragonfruit.” BDubs finishes, wringing his hands. If he gets his hands on the seeds of this rare plant, he’ll propagate it in his own jungle garden, until no one ever has to stick their hands in a fi fruit bush ever again in search. The fae around him titter, and he catches only snippets of the gossip and conversations around him. Something about the rarity of the fruit, the tender care needed, like it was a jewel or child. How much time it took for the fae to find one. He sneers, turning his back on the petite party. “Forget it, they don’t have the ingredient Stress. They just want to force us into their weird little realm they’ve got.” 

“BDu- Plant Mage!” Stress claps her hand over her mouth. He said her name. Not her full name, thankfully, but it’s one piece to the puzzle the fae could use in their tricks. She turns back, kneeling to the tiny troublemakers. She has to pick her words carefully. “Please ignore my ignorant friend, he didn’t mean what he said. Your help is greatly appreciated from me, and my appreciation spans to him.” 

“Oh, yeah. Thank you so much for all the help. I dunno about you, Ice Wizard, but I don't see a dragon-” His whining morphs into squeaking, and laughter crowds the illuminated air around Stress. Her fellow hermit is no longer at her side. A rabbit is instead. No, wait. Stress would know that tuft of hair between large, floppy ears anywhere. 

“He runs his mouth like a bunny.” The pink faerie giggles. They turn their attention to Stress, a glint in their eye matching the mischievous tone of their voice. And Stress thought the look on Grian’s face was trouble. “Unfortunately, bunnies cannot carry a dragonfruit. And I don’t think we’d want to give such a rare fruit to ungrateful humans. No no no!” 

“Fair folk, we humbly request your kindness. My friend here is an idiot-” She yelps as sharp bunny teeth nip her fingers. “And a right meanie. But we need the fruit. This potion is crucial to the safety of all Lairyon. Please, if he apologizes consider giving us the dragonfruit.” 

“An apology will not be enough.” A fairy with a red aura and lanky wings deems. “Apologies are worthless to the fae. Your belittled bunny here must prove he is sorry, and lower his crown to that of jester to be granted reprieve.” 

Stress glances at her furry friend, but he shakes his head, crossing his paws in defiance. “It’s a deal! What’s one little prank gonna do?” 

The fields flurry around the two, separating Stress from bunny BDubs. One faerie settles on Stress’s shoulder, warning her she should stay back. They don’t want the kind human to be caught up in the misgivings of the illfated. Another faerie drops a flower crown atop Stress’s head, though Stress is careful not to accept any food the fair folk offer. 

BDubs, on the other hand, is picked up by his fluffy cotton tail by three different fae, their laughter a cacophony of bells. His tiny claws dig into the dirt, but the otherworldly beings are must stronger than his thumper feet, and they succeed in pulling him to a faerie well. The pink aura fairy flits to the stone siding, casting dust into the ripples as if she were sowing seeds. The water turns a milky shade, swirling like clouds trapped in the ground. Mist pours from the sides. 

Fae pull BDubs off the ground, suspending the rabbit above the well. “Enjoy your nap, Plant Mage.” 

Stress joins in the raucous laughter from all around the forest, and a short squeak is cut off when the faeries dunk BDubs into the well. He doesn’t stay under for long, but when the faeries pull him out, his eyes are closed and mouth lolled open. Somehow, even in a rabbit’s body, BDubs manages to snore. Stress raises an eyebrow. “Is that all?” 

The fae go silent, the entire forest echoing only the sound of BDubs fast asleep, apart from a snicker here and there. A squeaky, high pitched voice breaks the silence. “Nonono, big gummy bear, I’m not cherry flavored. I swear.” 

Stress realizes the voice is coming from the rabbit, and a snort slips through her lips. The forest roars with laughter, as BDubs continues to dream aloud. His dreams jump from ridiculous statement to ridiculous statement. Stress was sure she heard the weirdest things come from BDubs before, but she can’t help but howl like a chupacabra when BDubs mumbles out his secret enjoyment of diamonds. “Guess someone ‘as rubbed off on ya. Better remember to wash my coins and jewels when they come from both of ye now.” 

Feeling fuzzy both inside and out, BDubs coughs up a hairball from his throat. He opens his eyes, rubbing them from sleep, before realizing he is fuzzy. He’s still part rabbit, in the midst of transforming back from bunny to human. Paws turning to hands, ears shortening back to be beneath his bandana. The young faerie donned in pink settles their arm against BDubs’  bunny feet. “So, how was your nap?” 

“That was the wor-” Stress cuts BDubs off, eyes blazing hot enough to melt all the ice in Lairyon. The last thing he should be doing is rebuking the fae. Again. BDubs groans, but voice pitches to a sickly sweet tone. “I had a wonderful nap.” 

The fair folk all in the fields laugh and cheer, some zipping away to tell others of the fun they missed. It’s a rare delight to have such entertainment, such a witty human that can still fall for their pranks. The young faerie in pink disappears among the bushes, and returns with a bag full of small black seeds. “We fae keep our word.” 

“Th-” BDubs remembers not to say those words, and simply bows his head in response. “Great kindness, i guess or whatever.” 

“We will miss your company.” They snicker. “We would love to have a romping rabbit to bemuse us...and of course, the kindly Ice mage. Take good care of these rare seeds, they require the care of a beast, much like their namesake.” 

BDubs takes the pouch, securing it right next to his heart. He’s going to sleep holding these seeds after what he’s been through. The two hermits rise, about to make their way from the fields when a green light collides into BDubs’s head. “Can I not get a godsdamned break here?” 

The faerie that ran into him shakes off his stupor, voice running so fast it sounds less like talking and more like chirping. Stress turns to look at the fae. “What’s the problem, loves?” 

Faeries rush around them, flitting around in every direction with no sense of purpose or precedent. The young pranking pixie starts to fly away, but stops dead in the air. “No, no that will not do. The dark presence is too close.” 

“Dark presence? What do you mean?” Stress follows the faerie, but they turn on the hermits. A hand as small as Stress’s pinky nail passes between hermit and other kind. BDubs moves to follow, but discovers he can’t pick up his feet. It’s as if they are rooted into the ground. 

“Be the light.” The faerie breathes, before disappearing in the brambles and bushes. Stress cries, watching as her robes turn to bark, bones to wood. Her feet have become roots, and it’s climbing higher. 

BDubs reaches out to help his friend, shock dawning on his face as his fingers turn to branches, bright pink cherry blossoms blooming. The transformation engulfs Stress’s face, Features turning to knots and whorls of the grain. He can only close his eyes, and accept that they’ve been tricked by the fae again. 

Except when he opens his eyes, he can still see. He cannot move, cannot even breathe, but he remains able to see the outside world. He feels a brush of leaves against his own branches, and that’s all he needs to know that Stress is alive as well. 

Why have the fae trapped them? Why turn them to trees, but let them see the world beyond? 

Screams fill the air where there was once birdsong and laughter, the peace of the Flowerfruit Fields shattered. BDubs surges forward, but is stopped by his own roots and rigidity. A howl sends shivers down his leaves, and in the moonlight, a shadow beast prawls through the grove. A varkolak husk, red foam dripping from it’s misty muzzle, sniffs the air before chasing after fleeing lights.

Stress can’t watch. She closes her eyes, hearing the husked creatures snarl and snap, and a distant chuckle begins to arise from the bloodbath. She keeps her eyes closed, until that charismatic voice warms across the massacre. “Such raw magic...so ethereal, why haven’t I thought of coming here before?” 

Three spires of black crystal orbit around Dolios’s crown, mist swirling. With each breath Dolios takes, he consumes the dark magic. Red splatters across his cheek, droplets falling from the hairs of his perfectly kept beard. Eyes glimmer with curiosity as a faerie is dangled from between his fingers. 

A crystal lowers from the angled orbit around the Magistrate’s head, and a shadow falls over the cherry blossom tree. Transparent mist swirls like midday clouds, a low rumble of a magic spell escaping under Dolios’s breath, followed by a cut off scream, scraping like a bell. 

When the shadow disappears, there is no faerie left. Only the magic, the power writhing through Dolios’s veins. The magistrate looks around, and for a moment Stress fears he knows they’re not real trees. But he steps over the corpses on the ground, faeries sapped of their power fading away into nothing. Not even a husk. 

The stolen magic disappears under Dolios’s golden hemmed sleeve, and his hands clasp behind his back. The husk monsters continue at the simple nod of his head. Leaving behind in his wake a bloodbath, and the ashes of what once were the fae of the Flowerfruit fields.

#light of lairyon #lol #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanfic #hermitcraft au #wizard au #wizard hermits #wizard stress #wizard bdubs #stressmonster101 #bdoubleo100 #bdubs #faeries #fae

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Poof’s Full Character Profile

Full disclosure / Soft spoilers / Your mileage may vary

[SORRY AGAIN I thought I cleared my queue but I guess not? Will finish later]

OVERVIEW

Full Name: Poof Nebula Fairywinkle-Cosma

Title(s): Youngest fairy in the universe (Temporarily) / Foop’s counterpart / The Red Ninja

Preferred Form of Address: Poof

Alternate Forms of Address: Fairy-Poof / Poof Prime / Puffball / Poofy / Poofster / Mr. Popular

Born: Winter of the Frozen Planet 

Zodiac: Soil

Birthday: Third Monday of February (February 18th, 2008)

Hometown: Dimmsdale, California; USA (Later Petropolis, CA; USA)

Secondary Hometown: Faeheim, Central Star Region - Fairy World’s capital city, near the Big Wand

Came Into Adult Wings: 143,555 (Earlier than average)

Age During Frozen Timestream: Mentally 1-10

Age As of “Live For the Moment”: 147,425 (Mentally 13)

Age As of Devil’s Backbone: 163,254 (Mentally 14)

Race: Fae (Seelie Court)

Species: Fairy

Ethnicity: Mostly common fairy (Faedivus fae); ¼ will o’ the wisp (Faedivus lepidoptera); ⅛ brownie (Faedivus mundus)

Nationality: Ildáthachian (Obtained at birth); recognized as Jakokërian in Twilight Point (Hawthorn Haven)

Patron Insect: Orthemis ferruginea (Roseate skimmer dragonfly)

Mindset: Gyne (Subordinate)

Alpha Retinue Drone: N/A (See Prompt 129, “Happy Holidays”) 

Previous Alpha Drones: N/A

Pheromones: Switched into maturity after pairing with Goldie in the Year of the Dancing Sunset

Counterparts: Poof/Foop (Equal core sync) > Poppy

Core: Searchlight

Core Color: Yellow

Core Trait: Vengeance-seeking

Anti-Fairy: Scientist, loner, and patient planner

Fairy Refract: Anime-obsessed pop diva wannabe

Stats:

Power: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Endurance: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Wisdom: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Adaptability: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Charisma: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Openness: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Conscientiousness: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Neuroticism: Below Average | Average | Above Average

Magic: Tomte | Unstable | Weak | Average | Strong | Luz Mala

Crown Lift: ~9 cm

Breathing Lines: Triple fishtail braid

Karmic Weave: Frayed | Sparse | Plain | Average | Thick | Elaborate | Royal | At Equilibrium | Manifests as cape   

Fagiggly Color: Purple

Preferred Shapeshifting Form: Cougar

Signature Tactic: _Name - _Description

Wand Type: Kitnut

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Family: High status and wealthy (Whimsifinado)_

Creed: _ - “_”

Caretaker Spirit: His Glory Twryth (The wild hog)_

Permanent Residence: 123 Fishbowl Lane, Fairy World

Lives in the school dorms for much of the year - Rooms with Foop, Sammy Sweetsparkle, and Finley Hammerfall

Occasionally stays with his parents when they’re on the job.

Central Star (Purple) | Far East (Pink) | Lower West (Green) | High North (Blue) | High South (Navy) | Far West (Maroon) | Lower East (Teal) | Earthside

Occupation: Student; celebrity kid since birth; on-campus repairman

BACKGROUND

Self-Perception: _

Alignment: _

MBTI: _

Deadly Sin: Pride

Heavenly Virtue: Kindness

Love Language: Quality time

Reinforcers: _

Personality: _

Despite only spending his first 1,000 years outside of Fairy World, which isn’t much by Fairy standards, Poof is aware there are gaps in his experiences with Fairy culture and is constantly paranoid about him. He often compares himself to his peers and feels they’re all smarter than him.

Education: _

Spellementary School: _

Middle School: _Did well academically? Poorly? Sports?

High School: _

Further Education: _

Favorite Magic Subject: _

Least Favorite Magic Subject: _

Favorite Non-Magic Subject: _

Least Favorite Non-Magic Subject: _

History: _

Notable Likes:

_

Goals:

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Beliefs:

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Fears:

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Upsets:

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Comforts: _

Indulgences: _

EXTERNAL

Verbal Notes: _

Language: _

Physical Notes: _

Handedness: Right-handed

Body Language: _

Hair: _

Teeth: _

Wings: _

Gyne Freckles: _Average dusting on face and throat, light dusting on back of shoulders, heavy dusting on upper arms.

Scars: _

Tattoos: _

Style: Relaxed, with a preference for style over comfort. His hair is wild and scraggly, and he usually ties it in a low ponytail. Since Cosmo was designed with the 1950s in mind, Poof was designed with the 1970s in mind; specifically, some inspiration was drawn from beat and hippie stereotypes.

Regular Clothing: Sleeveless yellow shirt, black pants, and untied shoes. His green jacket is the Carl Poofypants equivalent of a letter jacket, so he only got it after lettering in saucerbee.

Casual Clothing: Poof also owns a lightweight striped purple hoodie- emphasis on lightweight, as it is not very baggy or warm. He still loves wearing his headband even when dressing casually, as it’s his signature accessory.

Preening Clothing: _

Nightwear: _ Unsurprisingly, Poof doesn’t wear his headband to sleep.

Ceremonial Clothing: _

Other: _

Height: _4′1″ (Tall for a fae)

Hygiene: _

Morning Schedule: _

Typical Day Schedule: _

Evening Schedule: _

Sleep Schedule: _

PERSONAL

Relationship Status:

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He’s preen-repulsed; he’s willing to go through with preening to please a partner, but still thinks the whole concept is squick-inducing.

Ideal Relationship: Poof is a very physical person. He loves cuddles and hugs all his friends regularly (though gives Foop a wide berth). He’ll usually kiss your cheek when he arrives or leaves unless he knows you’d rather he didn’t. He wouldn’t do well with a partner who feels uncomfortable about how physical he gets, or who is uncomfortable with PDA. He meshes well with Goldie because she has no problem expressing affection in public, and also no problem with him hugging other people.

Poof grew up comparing himself to humans in the media, and despite his time in Fairy World, he still clings to ideals he imprinted on long ago. Those ideals have changed over time across many years (most obviously when Dimmsdale was wiped out and Petropolis was built on its remains), but he’ll fall for most of the movie clichés he grew up watching.

Sexuality: Romantically and sexually attracted to Seelie Courters

Attractiveness: Poof is considered quite attractive by Fairy standards... perhaps more than his fair share. He’s well-built, coated in freckles, has a crown that floats quite high above his head, charming, and popular both in and outside of school. It’s this attractiveness that really helps change Fairy World’s negative views of luz mala (magical beings brought into existence through magical means, like wishes) as he grows up; Poof's natural magic may be highly unstable and far too easily affected by his emotions, but he isn’t dangerous! He’s the sweetest, most ruggedly handsome pretty-boy type you’ll ever meet.

Poof is far less attractive in Anti-Fairy society. He’s widely regarded as a bumbling fool who’s only made it so far in his schooling because Foop’s been carrying his lazy, forgetful butt. Anti-Fairies value brain over brawn, so being the son of the infamous Cosmo Cosma, the grandson of Big Daddy, and captain of his school’s saucerbee team on top of being a massive goody-two-shoes doesn’t exactly catch an Anti-Fairy’s interest. In Pixie society, Poof isn’t considered particularly attractive either, but he isn’t considered unattractive. He’s respected for his strength, though his lack of organizational skills are a major turn-off.

Where drones are concerned, Poof is averagely attractive as a gyne. His subordinate nature makes him no one’s go-to, but his roles as saucerbee team captain, one of the most popular kids in school, and a celebrity since he was born do score him a fair amount of points. Physically his looks are intriguing so occasionally he gets lingering glances, but drones tend to favor his roommate Finley if they’re looking for someone to hang around.

Intimate History: Considers his first sexual experience to be with Goldie, whom he dated for most of her life, while they were both still young. Poof has extremely uncertain feelings about the whole thing because he was pretty high on peppermint at the time and can’t remember if he consented to taking things as far as they went. He loves Goldie and doesn’t want to believe she would hurt him, and blames himself for being too stupid to hold onto his memories.

The two had a messy conflict afterwards, followed by a long period of abstaining from intimate relations. They’ve continued flirting, dating, and kissing despite this. Even so, tensions run high between them. Neither truly wants to leave the other, but Goldie knows she inadvertently hurt Poof and Poof feels terrible for being distant with her. They’re working through a lot of things right now as they try to apologize and make things work.

Turn-Ons: _ 

One gyne stereotype is that they’re into boys who fit the soft, cute cliché. Poof doesn’t go for all the small cute guys he’s expected to, but he does go for soft and nice.

Father: Cosmo Julius Cosma

Grandfather: Robin Cosma Sr.

Grandmother: Florensa Cosma (née Lunifly)

Uncle: Robin “Anti-Schnozmo” Cosma Jr.

Notable Ancestors: Ky Braddocki (The first brownie); distantly related to the von Strangle family

Mother: Wanda Venus Fairywinkle 

Grandfather: Dusty Fairywinkle

Grandmother: Kylia Swiftspark

Aunts: Wendy “Blonda” Fairywinkle

Notable Ancestors: Ilisa Maddington (The first will o’ the wisp)

Brother: Dusty Smoky Fairywinkle-Cosma

Met at age 1,007

Godbrother: Timothy Tiberius Turner

Met February 18th, “2008”

Godsister: Chloe Carmichael

Met May 8th, 2004

Pets: Sparky

Met March 8th, 2003

Sparky stayed behind when Timmy and his godfamily parted ways, but when Timmy “outgrew him” so to speak, Cosmo and Wanda took him in.

Girlfriend: Marigold “Goldie” Kelsia Goldenglow

Met _

Current Love Interest: Goldie Goldenglow

Other Important Relationships: He considers Foop’s alternate personality (Hiccup) to be his cousin, but they have a rocky relationship. He’s on good terms with Goldie’s counterpart, Anti-Marigold, although he considers her to be on the fringes of his friend group.

TRIVIA

Sometimes teased by his classmates for “breathing like a pixie” due to his triple fishtail lines; H.P. is the one who gave those to him.

There’s a lot of gossip among Fairies about his lack of additional core color layers, including speculation that he may be adopted, he may be illegitimate, or he may have been a godkid who was turned into a fairy (See also, “Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Pixies”).

Poof is typically associated with animal imagery while Foop is associated with plants.

Likes to build things. Tinkers and welds when nervous.

Fan of human culture, history, and movies.

Interested in acting; can throw his voice.

Went through speech therapy in his younger years.

Never quite outgrew his fear of the dark.

Terrible at communicating when plans change.

He’s a kinesthetic learner.

Guilt eats him alive and he can only hide things for a limited time. Very bad liar.

Struggles to empathize with those he doesn’t like.

If he doesn’t like you, he’ll straight-up avoid you as much as possible.

Flies everywhere; almost never walks.

Never ties his shoes.

Despite the fact that he and Chloe are both good, cheerful people, the two tend to rub each other the wrong way; Chloe is a loud and enthusiastic go-getter while Poof is quiet and laid-back. Against all odds, she gets along better with Foop.

APPEARANCES

Riddleverse Classic Timeline: Identity Theft > “Bells On Bats’ Tails” > Along the Cherry Lane > “Whenever Possible” > “Let’s Speak Vatajasa” > Hawthorn Haven > Devil’s Backbone

130 Prompts Timeline: “Open Your Eyes” > “Make You Proud” > “Second Chance” > “Teaming Up” > “Evolution Hopeful” > “This Is a Box” > “Take a Break” > “Frozen” > “Unwelcome” > “Tools of the Trade” > “Opinion” > “Live For the Moment” > “Watch and Learn” > “Temptation” > “Repeat” > “All I Ever Wanted” > “Flying” > “Revenge” > “Prisoner” > “Forever”

AU Appearances:

Dust to Dust

#RD Poof #RD canon characters #RD character ref #RD profiles

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royal au!bangtan

i gave this idea away a while ago but the account never did anything with it nor did they post it so imma just leave this here for anyone who wants to use it as prompt/idea starter

this has nothing to do w/ the fae!au btw

endgame was meant to be either jungkook or taehyung but do what you want! :)

it was roughly based off moon lovers: scarlet heart ryeo minus the time travel and ten times the betrayal 

prompt includes: brief plot outline, character outline and first potential chapter (but everything can change pretty easily)

leavin it under here

potential title: affinity meaning a binding by mutual attraction

BANGTAN – TAEHYUNG (Duke), JUNGKOOK (General) NAMJOON (Philosopher/Astronomer) YOONGI (Advisor to King) JIMIN (Duke) HOSEOK (Duke) JIN (Stable Boy)

BRIEF PLOT OUTLINE – Reader is part of a country which is been invaded by the Emperor of the boys Kingdom. (Places need names). During an attack of a village that the reader lives in she is captured. Jungkook was leading that attack and found her hiding in the stables. Reader is the daughter of the leader of that region. Reader is known to have helped her father in many excursions. They capture her and bring her for questioning in the castle. Reader is tortured hoping that information could be taken from her. Reader knows nothing. King orders her execution but Namjoon defies it saying the stars have something in plan for her and they may use her as bait to draw in her father (who fled before the attack or wasn’t there). Yoongi is completely against this. But reader is now sentenced to do stable work / slavery where she meets Jin. They befriend each other quickly – Jin does not know where reader comes from. One day Jungkook needs service on his horse and Reader has to do it. Jungkook causes trouble and his friend, Taehyung (the Duke of some Court/place) is there with him as well as Jimin and Hoseok. Jimin takes the reader’s side while Jungkook and Taehyung are assholes (Only Jungkook knows where she is from).  Later that day a maid is dismissed from work (reason unknown yet) and there’s a bit of chaos as they need servers since the main dukes and general are here celebrating a holiday with the King. Reader is randomly chosen by the Chef and is forced to serve. At dinner Jungkook, Yoongi and Namjoon are shocked. King pays little attention to her. Crown Prince keeps on staring at Reader. That dinner is more of a conference meeting event and the Reader hears everything. Start’s to think on how to destroy the King so she can revive her Kingdom. Leads to Yoongi finding her in the Accords (place where important documents about the King and his kingdom are kept) but Namjoon comes to her rescue. Jungkook is also suspicious of her but Taehyung, Hoseok and Jimin take her side. She begins to build a relationship with those three but she finds one of the King’s men (along with the Second Queen) planning an assassination of the Crown Prince. Reader happens to help prevent the death of the crown prince. Jungkook and Yoongi even more suspicious of her. Reader builds relationship with Namjoon and relationship with Taehyung turns romantic. (Now she is a permanent server no longer a stable girl).  Not sure where it goes from there.

End Game: Unknown (Either Taehyung or Jungkook – so either the boy who’s been by her side forever or the asshole who became her lover after they stopped being enemies)

Relationships

-         Deep friendship w/ Jin

-         One way w/ Jimin (Jimin loves her)

-         Mutual love/hate Jungkook

-         Mutual love Taehyung

-         Friendship w/ Namjoon

-         Friendship turned romantic/ sexual w/Yoongi (MAYBE?)

-         Deep Friendship w/ Hoseok

Names/Places:

·         Ennia READERS Kingdom

·         Ardeland  BANTANS Kingdom

Characters:

-         Reader

-         Bangtan Members

-         Queen Min Soonja (1st Queen)

-         Queen Hae Jisoo (2nd Queen)

-         Consort Ro Soo Ah (1st Consort)

-         Consort Mo Suelgi (3rd Consort)

-         Crown Prince Ryo Minho

-         King Ryo Gyeong Su

-         Prince Young Jae (Son of 2nd Queen)

-         Princess Yoona (Daughter of 2nd Queen)

-         Princess Hyo Rin (Daughter 1st Queen)

 Note: Gardenia is where the Reader was placed for safe keeping while her Father vanished + Jungkook became a General after his father died. 

CHAPTER ONE – NO MAN UNDER THE SKY LIVES TWICE

The air carries the pungent stench of death, within it lies the tired breathe of horses, the echoes of metal meeting metal in furious clashs and the faint glimmer of metallic blood. Dust dances in the air he breathes, coating his lungs in a thick layer of earth and smoke. Catani sits beside him, glistening sliver in the harsh sunlight of the Ennia lands. Her sliver body is caked in scarlet blood, slipping slowly off the sharp tip that’d been driven into the bodies of thousands. Her owner glances down, dark hair soaked in sweat clinging onto his forehead. His face is young but time and fighting has begun to show themselves in the deep chocolate eyes he possesses. His gaze stayed on the sword, ignoring the moving world around. The voices of his men chattering and bickering away as they assembled sticks and logs to create a fire fell on his deaf ears. He didn’t hear the crunch of dry grass as a man cloaked in midnight blue dashed towards his huddled figure. Until the man stood before him, panting heavily as sweat dripped from his sliver beard.

“General Jeon, there has been a message for you. From the capital.” The man says the word capital in a hushed whisper, as if the word alone could get him killed.

“What is it.” The boy doesn’t ask, his tone is a clear and solid command. His gaze doesn’t shift from the bloodied weapon either. Instead fingers painted in blue bruises and ivory scars find themselves twisting idly around a tall piece of grass.

The man tuts, lifting his hands to rip the head wrap from his sweltering skull. Hair the colour of moonlight tumbles from the intricate wrap design, falling like a waterfall down his back. “You’re not even going to look at me huh. Little rapscallion.”

The boy laughs. It’s short and brief and it comes out his throat like a cough instead.

“I didn’t need to look at you,” His fingers rise and point idly to the shoes the man was wearing. Curved pointed tips which reach for the skies. Capital shoes – not army boots. “Nobody else wears those bothersome things, Mordecai.”

The man huffs in reply, flopping down beside the boy. His heavy navy cloak hits the ground with a thud, spreading itself around the man’s frail body.

“Alright then Jungkook. But I wasn’t lying when I said there was a message from the capital.”

“What is it.” There’s a slight twinge of impatience in his voice. Reasonable because his arms and legs ached with pain. Tearing through bodies with a sword as heavy as Catani was wasn’t not as easy as he made it seem.

“His Majesty wants you to go forward into Gardenia tomorrow. It’s one of the last few villages we haven’t conquered yet. His Majesty is certain that the princess is there.”

Jungkook sighs, ripping the leaf of grass from its roots and tossing it into the heavy air, now tainted with smoke and fiery orange hue of the setting sun.

“My men haven’t rested for three days. Last night we had to deal with a rabid Kroni attacking our horses. We’re not at all ready for a new advancement. We need at least a day’s rest Mordecai.”

His eyes are on the elderly man, laced with lassitude and dispiritedness. His whole body sagged underneath the heavy armour, almost like he was caving in. Mordecai looked at the boy, yes he was a boy; more the half the men he controlled were his seniors. But he was a boy nonetheless. A boy who’d seen blood and fire. A boy who’d narrowly escaped death and swiftly handed out ones. He may have had the body of an adolescent man but his mind was as old as his father’s once before he’d passed away.

Jungkook always reminded Mordecai of his father.

The older man turned away, fixing his gaze on the blazing fire that’d been erected before them. The heat from the flames combined with Ennia’s natural furnace the sun (which refused to stop giving heat even after it went down) the world was an incinerator.

“You speak to me as if I was the King. I cannot change orders Jungkook. I can only deliver them.”

“I wish you hadn’t delivered this one then.” He’s up, black boots crunching leaves into dust beneath them. His strides are lengthy. His lean tall stature is covered in a black coat, the golden intricate insignia of a King’s General engraved on the back. Dry wind rips at his clothing, ruffling the brown mane his possess. He looks exactly like his father in Mordecai’s eyes.

“Jungkook-ah,” Mordecai says to no one. “There are many messages I wish I hadn’t delivered.” His sigh is carried by the wind to the ears of the young General. “So many.”

+

You can’t sleep. The night air surrounding you is abuzz with the sounds of glowing dragonflies skittering over the slumbering river beneath your feet. The water is cold to touch, slipping over your nimble fingertips like velveteen. The world is silver and gold; cool moonlight meeting the warmth of the lanterns scattered carelessly around the pathway.

The calm breeze whispers stories in your ears, ruffling the flimsy white nightgown you’d adorned when you’d slipped into the warmth of the blanket back in your room. It hadn’t occurred to you that a jacket would be necessary when the night had called you awake.

The fabric is rough beneath your fingertips, completely unlike the smooth satin dresses that’d your wear in the palace. Here, satin was a thing of treasure. Not one person wore it.

You’re kicking the ground beneath absently, the familiar knot of resent and anger towards your father forming in the pit of your stomach. Why did he have to leave you here? Of all places this tiny village couldn’t have been the best choice. He could have sent his men to collect you when that bastard Ryo attacked. He could have – but he didn’t.

A sigh slips out of your mouth and you spin around, trying in vain to get rid of that feeling that’s been building up in your bones and blood since the attack. The world was a kaleidoscope of grey and black and silver and gold. Glistening rocks surrounded you, shimmering under the glow of the moon. Your shoes skidded across the wet surface beneath, but because of the insane training you’d received from Myrna your balance didn’t falter.

Despite this attempt, the questions that drew you from sleep tumble in your head.

Why did he leave you?

Why didn’t he attack back?

Where did he go?

Is he even alive?

Why Gardenia?

Why?

“Y/N!”

The world is shook from you grasp and you come to a halt, frantically searching the dark trees for the voice which called your name.

“Y/N,  why aren’t you in bed?” The voice come from behind you.

*prompt ends here*

#bts prompt #bts prompts #bts fic #bts imagines #bts #kpop scenarios

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DUSTY AND SMOKY: IN SHORT

Brief bios about younger brothers living in the shadows of celebrity siblings

Bonus trivia: Their Refracted counterpart is named Misty

DUSTY SMOKY FAIRYWINKLE-COSMA

Occupation: Student; possible future godparent (He hasn’t decided yet)

Birthday: Third Friday of February, Winter of the Hundredth Dragonfly (Breath)

Height: 3′4″ (Average for a fae)

Age As of Devil’s Backbone: 162,758 (Mentally young teen)

Alignment: Chaotic Good

MBTI: ENFP

Love Language: Words of affirmation

Handedness: Left dominant

Hometown: Faeheim - Fairy World’s bustling capital city; moved to the small town of Emper during the May Blossom War

Core: Paintbrush

Core Color: Yellow (No additional layers)

Crown Lift: Average

Wand Type: Ipewood

Fagiggly Color: Green

Preferred Shapeshifting Form: Duck

Bio: Dusty was born only a thousand years after Poof. Siblings that close in age are very unusual in Fairy World, and this fact combined with his short height means he’s constantly mistaken for younger than he really is. He’s a bubbly, cheerful kid who makes an active effort to be nice to others. He was class president throughout Spellementary School, loves the sport saucerbee, and has a passion for acting... Just like Poof! Which is exactly what he wants to hear!!! :)

Dusty honestly believes that being kind to others is the most important thing in the world, but he loathes nothing more than adults cooing over him for “following in his big brother’s footsteps” and “making his parents proud.” By the time he entered middle school, Dusty stopped running for class president, threw his saucerbee dreams away, and decided he would now and forever be the fast-talking, smartly dressed academic who flirts with everyone regardless of their subspecies- everything his popular, loyal-to-the-same-girl-for-life jock of a brother wasn’t. He pretends to love math and science and has accidentally brought home several blue ribbons for his science projects... not that anyone ever compliments him on that.

Like Poof (of course), Dusty has a creative mind and would rather draw comics than crunch numbers. They would probably produce great work if they collaborated (Dusty creating artwork and Poof doing the writing), but the two don’t get along well enough for that. From a young age, bitter jealousy towards his brother’s fame caused Dusty to push Poof away. In return, Poof sees Dusty as a brat who expects everything to be handed to him. They fought constantly as kids and actively avoided coming home at the same time when they had breaks from school (much to their parents’ distress).

After Faeheim was destroyed during the May Blossom War and their family lost their house, Poof spent most of his time with the Fairywinkle side of his family and Dusty with the Cosma side (They’re both a little possessive over “their” cousins). As teenagers, Poof and Dusty have settled their differences enough to get along when they visit for the holidays, but existing in the same space for days on end always grinds on their nerves. They do love each other and have occasional flashes where they get along great, but jealousy will always be a major hurdle of their relationship (on both sides).

Dusty is a minor character in the 130 Prompts and Devil’s Backbone, with his main appearances being “Frozen,” “Live For the Moment,” and “Repeat.” He also appears in “Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Pixies.” Aside from art, Dusty also has an interest in tabletop RPG games and has run a great many campaigns for his friends. Here’s a bit of trivia: Butch revealed that Poof’s original name was Dusty. I loved the name so I designed this kiddo to fit it!

Related:

Full Character Profile || Family Tree || Fairy World Home Layout || Mama Cosma’s House Layout || Fairy Class Overview || Cosmo’s and Wanda’s Bios || Poof’s Bio

ANTI-DUSTY SMOKY ANTI-FAIRYWINKLE

Occupation: Student; secondary heir to the High Count seat

Birthday: August 13th, 3002 (Summer of the Highest Peak; Soil)

Height: 3′5″ (Tall for an anti-fairy; average for a fae)

Age As of Devil’s Backbone: 162,758 (Mentally young teen)

Alignment: Lawful Evil

MBTI: ISFP

Love Language: Quality time

Handedness: Right dominant

Hometown: Luna’s Landing - Anti-Fairy World’s capital city, located in a crater and lit by glowing crystals

Core: Paintbrush

Core Color: Yellow (No additional layers)

Crown Lift: Average

Wand Type: Copper

Fagiggly Color: Navy

Preferred Shapeshifting Form: Hound

Bio: Smoky is a cold, quiet anti-fairy born with the personality of a computer geek, but he’s trapped in a technological wasteland. As an adult he does obtain some high-tech devices and do some work with the Pixies, but in his youth he found himself bored with everything non-electronic. He chose to channel his itching fingers into music and developed a love for piano. As is typical in the Anti-Fairywinkle family, Smoky has a massive ego and will jump on every chance to brag about his skills. He hates practicing, claiming talent will get him through, but he still puts in the work and complains mostly for attention.

When he isn’t engaged with his music, Smoky takes classes through the Anti-Fairy Academy program, turning in projects every year. He has no interest in attending Fairy schools, instead getting in touch with traditional Anti-Fairy culture as much as he cares to. Because of this, many Anti-Fairies look to him as the real hero of their people and an excellent future High Count; political arguments are often divided between him and Foop (and that’s not even counting those who believe the whole monarchy should be dissolved).

Although Foop is intelligent, he’s seen as hotheaded and foolish whereas Smoky is thoughtful and cool-headed. If Foop does not prove himself to be a fitting High Count when he’s older, the position will be handed to Smoky instead. Foop doesn’t feel nervous about this (After all, how could he, the great Foop, possibly lose out?) but you’ll often catch Smoky trying to goad him into doing something stupid just for the fun of it. The brothers are not particularly close since neither trusts easily, but they’re both logical people and will join forces if it seems like the best option for their current project.

Smoky is a loner, much like Foop, but he sees the value of networking more than his stubborn brother does. Smoky is the one you’ll see circulating at parties, staring at you like he’s memorizing every feature of your face. He prefers to talk about himself, and his favorite position in the room is leaning against his beloved piano, cradling a glass of sparkling drink, and trying to subtly get you to ask him to play something. While Foop projects a Gothic vibe, Smoky projects a Classical one. He’s a flirt at parties, content to play with your head and heart until you’re not sure whether he’s smitten with you or whether he’d drop you off a cliff without a thought.

Smoky is a minor character in the 130 Prompts and Devil’s Backbone, with his main appearances being “Frozen,” “You’ll Never Know,” “Final Stand,” “Forever,” “Piggyback,” “Bubbles,” “Reality Doesn’t Work That Way,” and “Reflection.”

Trivia: In my notes, I call most Anti-Fairies by their adult names, but I always call this kid Smoky and he is tagged on the blog as such (In-story, he does take on the name Anti-Dusty when he’s older like the proper Anti-Fairy he is).

Related:

Full Character Profile || Family Tree || Blue Castle Layout || Anti-Fairy Class Overview || Anti-Cosmo’s and Anti-Wanda’s Bios || Foop’s Bio

#RD Dusty #RD Smoky #RD side characters #RD brief bios

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Fairy Social Ladder

The Fairy Caste System

The subspecies of Fairy you are determines your social status and many of your life choices. Anti-Fairies and the Refracted rarely care what subspecies you are, but many Fairies avoid socializing with people who aren’t in their league. Walk into any Fairy school and you’ll notice that friend groups usually contain members of closely-ranked subspecies rather than roommates.

The social ladder was designed by the Eros family long ago according to Fairy fertility cycles. Back then, its main purpose was to help parents betroth their children to a partner whose heat cycles and instinctive social behaviors would line up well with theirs, and to help sort out messy legalities like inheritance rights. This morphed into the caste system we know today. The social ladder is mentioned often in my fanfics, especially Origin of the Pixies.

Fairies take the species of their father and the crown of their mother. If both parents have wings, their children will have blended wings; if only one parent has them, most of their offspring will have wings but it’s possible for one to be born without. Many low-class drakes search for higher-class damsels so their offspring are treated as higher status than they really are upon closer inspection. 

Naiad - A wingless Fairy (one born without or one who no longer has wings); the von Strangles ceremonially cut their wings off

The social ladder was far more strict before H.P.’s time. Back then, Fairy children had to memorize the social ladder and greet others according to whether they ranked above or below them. In modern times, Fairy World no longer demands such behavior, but the social ladder still plays an influential role in Fairy culture.

As Poof’s generation grows, the social ladder gradually becomes less important. School teachers deliberately seat kids who would not normally socialize near one another in an attempt to upend the system. In the future, the social ladder may be scorned and rejected altogether.

You can view the original social ladder posts with screenshots HERE on my main blog (Didn’t want the pictures here due to length)

This post brought to you by “I don’t read fantasy just to see regular humans with wings” gang

1) Common Fairies (Faedivus fae)

Patron: Dragonfly (Free-tailed bat; peregrine falcon)

Crown: Six-pointed floating crown

Heat Cycle: Fertile 18 months every 500 years

Shape of Nymphs: Balls

Ambassador Token: A pocket copy of Da Rules listing only major cloudland laws

Food Weakness: Rump roast

Holotype: Finella Sunbeam

Common fairies are the highest-ranking species in Fairy society. They have elaborate courtship rituals involving dances, and a bonded pair will notch the costas in one another’s wings in the same pattern, individual to the pair (The notching tradition has since spread to other subspecies, but it originated with the fairies). Common fairies are the only subspecies capable of swiveling their wings independently, which makes them the fastest and most agile fliers in the Seelie Court. However, their wings cannot fold directly backwards. Due to sharing genetics with dragonflies, fairies panic around live fish unless exposed to them frequently from a young age.

2) Cherubs (Faedivus ciconiidae)

Patron: Stork (Common raven)

Crown: None naturally

Heat Cycle: Fertile 12 months every 500 years

Shape of Nymphs: Ovals

Ambassador Token: A decorative metal arrow about four inches long, piercing two small "hearts"

Food Weakness: Pancakes

Holotype: Aphrodite Eros

Despite their stork genetics, cherubs are classified as a fae race. The majority work with the Eros family, spreading love throughout the universe. Curiously, they’re obsessed with counting seeds. Cherub wings carry the most dominant genes in the Seelie Court; if you mate with a cherub, you’re guaranteed to get a baby with feathered wings unless something goes horribly wrong.

3) Nixes (Faedivus pisces)

Patron: Dobsonfly (Greater bulldog bat; great horned owl)

Crown: Very tall points

Heat Cycle: Fertile 8 months every 500 years

Shape of Nymphs: Round; chronically damp to the touch

Ambassador Token: A single fancy fork, spoon, and knife

Food Weakness: Lobster bisque

Holotype: Horace Sapphiro

Nixes are stereotyped as the socialites of Fairy society; they are associated with music, poetry, and plays. They typically want their way and are infamous for drowning people who stand against them. Their clothes are always wet, and they lose their ability to do magic when their damp coats are removed. Nix damsels have fish tails. Nixes are responsible for creating coin sith (fairy dogs), though you won’t find a nix who’ll take the blame for it.

4) Leprechauns (Faedivus leipreachán)

Patron: Click beetle (Brown long-eared bat; great green macaw)

Crown: Green hats

Heat Cycle: Fertile 4 months every 500 years

Shape of Nymphs: Somewhat clover-shaped

Ambassador Token: A cooking pot

Food Weakness: Potatoes

Holotype: Sienna Partridge

Leprechauns tend to congregate around Ireland and stereotypically wear green. They’re associated with rainbows and sometimes with greed. In return for releasing them after capture, they are obligated to give you any 49 things you ask for, such as pieces of gold, kisses, smacks to the face, or even years of service (Most people demand gold, not knowing they have other options). The one thing they can’t give is forty-nine children. They lose their ability to do magic if turned upside-down. Generally, leprechauns can only produce children once, and only crossbred leprechauns have wings.

5) Eastern Elves (Faedivus cobble)

Patron: Honeybee (Bumblebee bat; elf owl)

Crown: Blue or green pointed caps with spikes around the base

Heat Cycle: Fertile 10 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Dodecahedron

Ambassador Token: Two wooden slippers

Food Weakness: Honey

Holotype: Thomas Kite

Eastern elves are the elf subspecies most likely to reside in Fairy World. They have the special ability to turn a piece of any nonliving material they desire into shoes or clothes (sans a few particular materials such as smoof); because of this, almost all of them work in Fairy World’s clothing industry. Although they don’t commonly become godparents, they frequently interact with humans by working on their projects at night. Eastern elves are the only elves to naturally have wings. They lose the ability to do magic if you take away their shoes 

6) Western Elves (Faedivus coquito)

Patron: Honeybee (Bumblebee bat; elf owl)

Crown: Blue or green pointed caps with spikes around the base

Heat Cycle: Fertile 10 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Dodecahedron

Ambassador Token: A baking pan

Food Weakness: Honey

Holotype: Chestingwood Brown

Western elves are probably the most common fae to roam Earth, and are majorly concentrated around Europe and the Midwestern United States. They can summon cookies out of thin air when pleased (no wand required), though they grow immune to the intoxicating effects of sugar with age. Western elves can’t poof and do not naturally have wings, but they can travel through trees. They keep their eyes on humans and report back to Fairy World. Western elves lose the ability to do magic if you take away their shoes.

7) Northern Elves (Faedivus septentrio)

Patron: Honeybee (Bumblebee bat; elf owl)

Crown: Blue or green pointed caps with spikes around the base

Heat Cycle: Fertile 10 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Dodecahedron

Ambassador Token: A small white pouch that holds more than you’d expect

Food Weakness: Honey

Holotype: Lachlan Buckle

Northern elves are best adapted for life in the cold, hence their name. Since they have natural skill with tools, wood, and cloth, they work closely with Kris Kringle spreading holiday joy to humans all over the world. Northern elves can’t poof and do not naturally have wings, but they are excellent organizers and are thought to take great pride in their work. Most northern elves are drones who defer to Kris Kringle as their gyne; only the Head Pixie rivals that man for high high number of devoted, careful workers. Northern elves lose the ability to do magic if you take away their shoes.

8) Selkies (Faedivus arctocephalus)

Patron: Seals (Lesser bulldog bat; goose)

Crown: Pink coral

Heat Cycle: Fertile 8 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Scallop

Ambassador Token: A pink seashell

Food Weakness: Clam chowder

Holotype: Grace Swiftly

Selkies turn into seals if they wear their sealskin coats, and are “forced” to follow any orders given to them by someone else wearing their coat. Anti-selkies and selkie refracts do not have coats and merely reflect their counterpart. Selkies wear crowns of pink coral and their wings function more like fins and aren’t great for flying with. Their patrons are all seals, though the species of seal can vary.

9) Swanee (Faedivus cygnus)

Patron: Swan (Black scoter duck; swan)

Crown: Winged caps

Heat Cycle: Fertile 8 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Round; feathery

Ambassador Token: A bathrobe

Food Weakness: Toast

Holotype: Lia Lazulia

Swanee are similar to selkies, although they have feathered robes instead of sealskins; ‘swanee’ is a more gender-neutral term for the swan maidens of myths. They are bound to whomever wears their feathered robe. Anti-Swannee have horns under their hats; according to their culture, only the most dominant anti-swanee may display their horns. Anti-swanee do not have anti-robes and merely reflect the relationships of their counterparts.

10) Aluxo’ob (Faedivus milpa)

Patron: Owlfly (Jamaican greater-eared funnel bat; American crow)

Crown: Large, extravagant metal and fabric crown

Heat Cycle: Fertile 6 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Bells

Ambassador Token: A colorful puzzle pyramid with rotating sides

Food Weakness: Popcorn

Holotype: Marion Ru

Aluxo’ob are associated with wisdom. They pride themselves on hard work, love puzzles, and are completely invisible unless you look directly at them. They also have the ability to hear what you say about them in conversation no matter where you are. They frequent the Mesopotamia and South American areas of the word. Because they lose power if shut indoors with no open exits, they tend to be claustrophobic. The plural form is aluxo’ob; the singular is alux.

11) Qalupalik (Faedivus crepito)

Patron: Cockchafer (Northern ghost bats; willow ptarmigan)

Crown: Simple three-pointed crown

Heat Cycle: Fertile 6 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Round; stark white until they shed exoskeleton

Ambassador Token: A small, fuzzy blanket

Food Weakness: King crab

Holotype: Philip Na

Qualupalik frequent the northern areas of the United States and Canada. You can hear them coming from a ways off in flight because their patron is the cockchafer. They are associated with cleverness, patience, innovation, and wilderness survival. They wear coats called amautis and steadily lose magic the longer they’re outdoors with their hoods down. Historically they engaged in changeling children traditions, though this is now frowned upon.

12) Imps (Faedivus gryllidae)

Patron: Cricket (Spotted bat; cricket warbler)

Crown: None naturally; usually bald; have two antennae

Heat Cycle: Fertile 6 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Rectangular (Vertical)

Ambassador Token: A wooden flute

Food Weakness: French fries

Holotype: Archer Clay

Imps have antennae and no natural crowns, although crossbreeds will show the crowns of their mothers. Their wings chirp if they become flustered or excited because their patron is the cricket. They bounce a lot when they walk and have a special influence over temperature. They lose the ability to do magic if you hold the tips of their antennae together so they touch.

13) Habetrots (Faedivus embroidera)

Patron: Cuckoo wasp (Dayak fruit bat; Australian white ibis)

Crown: Pointed hat with a star at the tip; damsels also have two ribbons trailing from their hats

Heat Cycle: Fertile 6 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Round; fluffy

Ambassador Token: A pair of knitting needles

Food Weakness: Lamb chops

Holotype: Brendan Wulhave

Habetrots, although there aren’t a lot of them, tend to frequent the rural areas of Fairy World, mostly tending sheep and various magical farm animals. Their specialty is knitting and sewing. They have the highest turnover rate of any magical being due to the fact that they can have blood drawn by and be killed by magical objects. Like their insect counterparts, they’re considered beautiful but elusive. They curl into balls of fluff when startled.

14) Barbegazi (Faedivus diaemus)

Patron: Snow scorpionfly (Honduran white bat; black-capped chickadee)

Crown: Five-pointed crown

Heat Cycle: Fertile 6 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Slightly pine tree shaped

Ambassador Token: Thick snow boots

Food Weakness: Granola

Holotype: Andréa Nightly

Barbegazi have large bare feet which they use for snowboarding down mountains. The white bat-like wings of full-blodded barbegazi are recessive and are not often passed to their offspring. Barbegazi more common on Earth in the north than in Fairy World. They do not function well when it’s hot and stick to cold parts of the world. Despite their bat-like wings, they are clearly Seelie Courters; they do not have any bat instincts, and instead have the instincts of snow scorpionflies.

15) Far Darrig (Faedivus mus)

Patron: Rats (Desert long-eared bat; golden eagle)

Crown: Pointed hat; does not float

Heat Cycle: Take after the non-far darrig parent

Shape of Nymphs: Look like rats with pointed hats

Ambassador Token: A bronze brooch in the shape of a proud rat

Food Weakness: String cheese

Holotype: Alfred Indigo

Far darrig love to play, and luckily they’re easily entertained. Perhaps unluckily, their sense of humor tends towards comedic slapstick. They often lack boundaries, but it’s rare for one to continue bothering someone after they’ve been politely asked to stop. They can jump quite high. Beneath the practical jokes they’re real sweethearts and fiercely loyal to anyone they’ve fallen in love with, rarely putting themselves and their own wants first in any situation. They also like snuggles an awful lot. They always take their wings and any insect behaviors from the non-far darrig parent

16) Korrigans (Faedivus myrmeleontidae)

Patron: Antlion (Indiana bat; bowerbird)

Crown: Pointed hat with a ribbon or two curling off the back

Heat Cycle: Fertile 4 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Oval; resemble pine cones

Ambassador Token: A curious wand that creates bubbles out of soap

Food Weakness: Maple syrup

Holotype: Arietta Moonbeam

If you think korrigans are pretty in the shadows, wait until you see them in direct sunlight- their hair will turn white, their eyes will turn red, their wings will shrivel, and their skin will wrinkle. Furthermore, spending too many minutes in the sun will drop them to their knees, and they won’t be going anywhere without someone carrying them. They usually travel in the form of a ball of light or bubble. Korrigans cannot name all seven days in the week if asked to do so.

17) Sylph (Faedivus flavus)

Patron: Eastern amberwing (Yellow-winged bat; common barn owl)

Crown: Tall pointed hats with brims, covered in yellow stars

Heat Cycle: Fertile 4 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Cupcakes

Ambassador Token: A writing quill made from the feather of a peacock

Food Weakness: Soy sauce

Holotype: Luisa Highcrown

Sylph are creatures of the air and rarely touch the ground. They have the largest wing:body ratio among the fae. They’re stereotyped as studious and shy. Sylph hold power over the wind, though their talents are often lackluster in other areas- particularly where water is concerned. If you splash even a little water on a sylph, they’re powerless and mostly immobile until they dry off.

18) Banshees (Faedivus turgidus)

Patron: Cicada (Giant golden-crowned flying fox; three-wattled bellbird)

Crown: Very large crowns with very tall points

Heat Cycle: Fertile 4 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Look somewhat ghostly

Ambassador Token: A tome briefly outlining various languages and monetary systems used by various Alien races throughout the universe

Food Weakness: Deviled eggs

Holotype: Brigid Lightwish

Aside from the part about how they go into anxiety attacks around people who are going to die soon, banshees are pretty regular Fairies. Damsels generally don’t like other banshee damsels and often refuse to speak to one another. As a general rule, male banshees are all mute and don’t like calling attention to themselves. Banshees frequent the Ireland area, usually in the skies whereas the leprechauns prefer the ground. If you cover a banshee’s mouth with your hand or another object, they’ll be immobilized.

19) Duende (Faedivus denudo)

Patron: Housefly (Philippine naked-backed fruit bat; rock dove)

Crown: Very tall points

Heat Cycle: Fertile 4 months every 100 years

Shape of Nymphs: Oval (Horizontal)

Ambassador Token: A set of elegant bookends shaped like dragonflies

Food Weakness: None (Unless they’re a crossbreed)

Holotype: Cosmo Elkwood

Duende have no natural crown, and no gravitational field to hold a crown even if they’re crossbreeds. They tend to have very weak levels of magic, but are kindly souls who are considered trustworthy, especially with children (they’ll lead lost children through forests and back to their parents). On an unrelated sidenote, don’t let them clip your toenails unless you want to lose that foot.

20) Gnomes (Faedivus poacae)

Patron: Aphid (California leaf-nosed bat; American flamingo)

Crown: Pointy caps, usually red

Heat Cycle: Fertile 12 months every 50 years

Shape of Nymphs: Round; chronically damp to the touch

Ambassador Token: A flower pot enchanted to ensure any seed planted will indeed survive to maturity

Food Weakness: Maple syrup

Holotype: Mallardi Fern

Gnomes have the greenest thumbs in Fairy World and take it upon themselves to look after plants; the majority of gnomes are found on Earth rather than the clouds. They will break out in hives if they come in contact with soap; too much exposure for too long can make them violently ill and even kill them. Gnomes can shapeshift into any kind of plant (but no animal or object) even without a wand. They’re stereotyped for having a phobia of fire. Gnomes and pixies have a long rivalry for biological reasons (aphids vs. wasps).

21) Satyrs (Faedivus satyrus)

Patron: Goat (Long-legged bat; Andean flamingo)

Crown: Very tall points

Heat Cycle: Take after the non-satyr parent

Shape of Nymphs: Giant balls of colored fluff with pink faces

Ambassador Token: A stylus and quill sharpener

Food Weakness: Applesauce

Holotype: Primrose Starfall

Satyrs don’t seem like traditional Fairies. Their feet are hooves and they grow thick, colorful hair around their chests and lower body. Their culture prizes this fluffy hair and its actually against their beliefs to wear clothing unless donning a disguise. Satyrs have wide diets and their habitat ranges throughout the cloudlands as well as Earth; satyrs are a species who interact regularly with humans. They always take their wings after the non-satyr parent.

22) Wraiths (Faedivus phasma)

Patron: Head lice (New Zealand lesser short-tailed bat; cockatiel falcon)

Crown: None naturally

Heat Cycle: Fertile 12 months every 50 years

Shape of Nymphs: Flat below and rounded on top

Ambassador Token: A handspun tablecloth of white lace

Food Weakness: Poppy seed muffins

Holotype: Cain Lightray

Wraiths have translucent skin, so one can view their organs. They turn colors depending on what they eat (like their patron insect, head lice). Pure wraiths have no natural wings or crown; some crossbreeds might have wings, but they are always incapable of flight. The more bold colors touching a wraith’s skin, the sicker they get. Since Fairies turn to dust upon death, transparent wraiths are very popular among institutions studying biology. They’re incredibly rare.

23) Goblins (Faedivus avaritia)

Patron: Fungus gnat (Little goblin bat; rook)

Crown: Five-pointed crowns, each point tipped with a small ball

Heat Cycle: Fertile 10 months every 50 years

Shape of Nymphs: Mushrooms

Ambassador Token: A large silver coin shaped like a star

Food Weakness: Mushrooms

Holotype: Leroy Lang

Goblins are thought to be both oblivious and greedy with a fascination for gold, gems, and other precious, shiny things. Fungi are their main food source, and they’re often viewed as a scavenger race. Most live underground or on the fringes of Fairy society due to heavy negative stereotypes towards their species. They are impervious to cold and cannot freeze. They overheat easily if not careful.

24) Kobolds (Faedivus auxiliaris)

Patron: Ladybug (Egyptian fruit bat; red-billed oxpicker)

Crown: Colorful top hats (Many colors, but never green)

Heat Cycle: Fertile 10 months every 50 years

Shape of Nymphs: Diamonds

Ambassador Token: A ladybug crafted from a ruby

Food Weakness: Candy corn

Holotype: Morley Arrowsmith

Kobold culture is tight-knit and highly encourages charity and friendship in every way. They strive to please and are always excited to help you. Their goal is to complete work quickly and look for more, but the work quality is often questionable. You’ll hurt they’ll feelings if you say so and they may lash out if you deny their help. Their magic doesn’t work near cobalt. They have an affinity with fire.

25) Ishigaq (Faedivus caecus)

Patron: Ice crawlers (Silver-haired bat; blue jay)

Crown: Cloth with a long feather sticking out behind it

Heat Cycle: Fertile 10 months every 50 years

Shape of Nymphs: Slightly snowflake shaped

Ambassador Token: Five elaborate miniature candles and a tiny candelabra for them

Food Weakness: Truffles

Holotype: Cosmo Comet

Ishigaq are traditionally a mountain-dwelling species who thrive in Fairy World’s icy mountains. They never leave footprints and only crossbreeds have fingerprints. All ishigaq are either blind or have very poor eyesight. When shadows are dark enough, they act as physical barriers their race must swim through or walk around.

26) Amazons (Faedivus galla)

Patron: Fowl ticks (Anti-Fairy and Refract patrons unknown)

Crown: Feathered headdress

Heat Cycle: Fertile 6 months every 50 years

Shape of Nymphs: Five-petaled flowers

Ambassador Token: None; they want no business with Fae politics

Food Weakness: Chicken

Holotype: Karia

Amazons are a small population who have secluded themselves in Fairy World’s Cherish Jungle. They’re capable of crossbreeding, although rarely do since they’ll be thrown out by their own people for it. Amazons worship a chicken goddess called the Cycling Hen and wear colorful headdresses. They don’t like visitors, and not a lot of people even remember they exist. They lose most of their energy if their headdresses are removed.

27) Trolls (Faedivus troglodytarum)

Patron: Termites (Hoary bat; burrowing owl)

Crown: Fertile 12 months every 25 years

Heat Cycle: Fertile every autumn

Shape of Nymphs: Troll (No exoskeleton, just tough troll skin)

Ambassador Token: A hand-carved storage box for a wand

Food Weakness: None

Holotype: Libindi Rata

Trolls are a Fairy subspecies with green, blue, or gray skin who generally live underground. Unless someone else brought them along, you’ll never find trolls in Fairy World- they can’t climb the Bridges and they can’t poof. Their stone cities are really something to be admired. Some say trolls grow more beautiful with age, but trolls would probably be offended to hear you imply they aren’t beautiful now. Although not quite as offended as they might be to find out people still believe they’re uncultured swine- they’re actually very proper people with great pride in their politeness.

28) Púca (Faedivus virens)

Patron: Emerald ash borers (California myotis; chestnut-tailed starling)

Crown: Three-pointed crown

Heat Cycle:  Fertile 8 months every 25 years

Shape of Nymphs: Like fresh loaves of bread

Ambassador Token: A pair of strong walking shoes that will always be the wearer’s size

Food Weakness: Corn chips

Holotype: Fletcher Reed

Púca always have some tint of green skin, and usually antennae, as well as natural three-pointed crowns. Being creatures of luck, they are heaily associated with Anti-Fairies; they share a repulsion for known good luck charms. However, they wander on their own and are not attracted to bad luck like Anti-Fairies are. There are very few of them in existence.

29) Dwarves (Faedivus taenarius)

Patron: Harvester ants (Dwarf little fruit bat; kiwi)

Crown: Very tall points

Heat Cycle: Fertile only in warm weather

Shape of Nymphs: Don’t seem to have one

Ambassador Token: A large gem; type varies by zodiac year

Food Weakness: Mushrooms

Holotype: Quartz Glaswin

The majority of dwarves are crossbreeds, with a gender ratio skewed towards males. Dwarves are magical “dead zones” who even drain the magic out of magical objects they spend enough time around. They’re immune to the magic of others unless said other is really focused, powerful, and willing to expend so much energy. Dwarf bites are venomous; they won’t cause death like a brownie bite, but are very painful and the after-effects last a long time. They sometimes abduct lawn gnomes. Generally, dwarves suffer from agoraphobia.

30) The Huldufólk (Faedivus cibus)

Patron: Crane fly (Nathusius’s Pipistrelle; blue-footed booby)

Crown: Striped pointed hat that doesn’t float

Heat Cycle: Fertile only in cold weather

Shape of Nymphs: Pentagons

Ambassador Token: A tin pail with a colored stripe around its middle

Food Weakness: Sugary cereal

Holotype: Lorian Weidenburker 

The huldufólk are descendents of elves who thrive in Iceland. They are the only fae species who still practice the changeling children tradition; huldufólk are completely incapable of producing milk for their offspring and often rely on humans to do it. Mostly, they can only digest milk and grain products, so they eat a lot of cereal. According to myth, you should never accept food from one of the huldufólk no matter how sweet and tempting it may appear, lest you end up cursed. The huldufólk are stereotyped as heavy partiers; despite this, they can barely fly two yards without getting totally exhausted.

Note - The following five subspecies are known as the red-flag races; Fairies highly discourage mating with them, the cherubs do not legally uphold marriages to them, and they are each seen as dangerous in some way.

31) Will o’ the Wisps (Faedivus lepidoptera)

Patron: Moths and butterflies (Six-spot burnet motht; greater bird-of-paradise)

Crown: Six-pointed floating crown

Heat Cycle: Fertile from late winter to early summer every 500 years

Shape of Nymphs: Cones

Ambassador Token: A vase filled with chamomile

Food Weakness: Butter

Holotype: Ilisa Maddington

Will o’ the wisps are famous for their flashy butterfly wings and paralyzing saliva. There’s a stark contrast between the drakes and damsels. Female wisps keep harems and are seen as domineering, while and most males are seen as dumb (most likely due to all the inbreeding that occurred not long ago). Betrothing your child to a will o’ the wisp is out of the question for most parents to begin with. Notably, wisps possess a watered-down poison called the Kiss of Frost, which is capable of paralyzing the limbs if it gets in the mouth. It’s only potent while a female wisp is in season, and they can’t utilize it until they’re young adults.

32) Finfolk (Faedivus lympha)

Patron: Minnow (Soprano pipistrelle; pacific gull)

Crown: Wetsuit with a star on the head

Heat Cycle: Fertile all year round

Shape of Nymphs: Conch shells

Ambassador Token: Salt and pepper shakers shaped like leaping fish

Food Weakness: Worms (Especially candy ones)

Holotype: Moira Plunge

Finfolk have no natural crowns and no wings. Historically, they’ve kidnapped people and dragged them underwater, turning their caprives into spouses and servants. If a finwife pairs with a finman, both become drastically weaker and less attractive; they generally try to marry outside their subspecies. On land, they must always wear “wetsuits” (They cannot breathe if their gills aren’t kept damp). They aren’t often seen on land.

33) Pixies (Faedivus quadratum)

Patron: Paper wasp (Spectacled flying fox bat; purple-crowned fairywrens)

Crown: Broken crowns which they cover with pointy gray hats

Heat Cycle: Infected with Wolbachia pipientis; adults asexually produce a nymph approximately every 500 years. Though they can’t reproduce the natural way, pixies do grow more interested in seeking partners for 18 months of their 500-year cycle.

Shape of Nymphs: Hexagons

Ambassador Token: A simple silver key dangling from a bracelet of coiled phone wire

Food Weakness: Animal crackers

Holotype: Fergus Whimsifinado

Pixies are an all-male, asexually-reproducing species who are all genetically identical. They carry the Wolbachia bacterium which renders them all asexual and incapable of reproducing with any other species. Pixies live by a corporatism or dictator system of government and are led by the Head Pixie. Covering a pixie with inside-out clothes will shut them down like a butterfly net, and wearing inside-out clothes will prevent a pixie from using any magic on you. Anti-pixies are green and yellow, while pixie refracts are brown and purple.

34) Redcaps (Faedivus ruberconlis)

Patron: Robber fly (Eastern red bat; cardinal)

Crown: Tall pointed cap that must be regularly coated in blood

Heat Cycle: Fertile all year round except in very cold areas

Shape of Nymphs: Pyramids

Ambassador Token: Clay that never dries out

Food Weakness: Roast beef

Holotype: Whittle Snowla

Redcaps have three additional eyes hidden under their hats. They will die if their hats are off their heads too long and, once they come into their adult wings, they must regularly soak their hats in blood to survive. Despite the name “redcap,” their hats can be various colors depending on what they’ve killed and how close they are to needing to kill again. They are immune to all poisons.

35) Brownies (Faedivus mundus)

Patron: Assassin bug (Common vampire bat; cassowary)

Crown: Colorful fabric hats

Heat Cycle: Fertile all year round

Shape of Nymphs: Octagons

Ambassador Token: A water bottle that resists acid and always stays cold

Food Weakness: Ham

Holotype: Ky Braddocki

Brownies fall at the bottom of the social ladder mainly because of their venomous bites. Their saliva contains inrita, a substance that drains magic; they can easily disable magic locks by licking around them, allowing them to sneak inside buildings easily. Inrita is deadly to Fairies and can paralyze Anti-Fairies and Refracts. Though dangerous, they are also seen as helpful since their instincts prompt them to clean constantly.

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