i Luin ☆ Êl | The Blue Star

INDIE | CANON DIVERGENT BLUE FAIRY 🌠 ✝ MOTHER SUPERIOR ━━━━━━☆━━━━━━ The Original Power est: December 21th 2013 ━━━━━━☆━━━━━━ selective | private {ships: frenchfairy | bluecricket}

[kinda3vil]

Birth of The Black Fairy

[pcnderings]

 in honor of MOTHER’S DAY, reblog if your muse is a MOTHER

[legendarymemes]

WARM AND FUZZY MEME! SEND AN EMOTICON FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO: 🍨 YOUR MUSE SHARING A DESSERT WITH MINE 🎂 YOUR MUSE CELEBRATING MINE’S BIRTHDAY WITH MINE ☕ YOUR MUSE BRINGING MINE A WARM DRINK 🍴 YOUR MUSE MAKING DINNER FOR MINE 👻 YOUR MUSE TELLING MINE A SPOOKY STORY BY TORCHLIGHT 💀 YOUR MUSE COMFORTING MY MUSE DURING A SCARY MOVIE 💍 YOUR MUSE PROPOSING TO MINE 👶 YOUR MUSE REVEALING THAT THEY ARE PREGNANT WITH MY MUSE’S BABY 💋 YOUR MUSE GIVING MINE A KISS (SPECIFY WHERE) 👐 YOUR MUSE GIVING MINE A HUG 🐟 YOUR MUSE TAKING MINE TO THE AQUARIUM FOR THE DAY 🐜 YOUR MUSE ‘SAVING’ MY MUSE FROM AN ‘ENORMOUS’ BUG 💐 YOUR MUSE BRINGING MY MUSE FLOWERS 🌱 YOUR MUSE AND MY MUSE PLANTING A GARDEN TOGETHER 🌛 YOUR MUSE CUDDLING MINE AS THEY SETTLE DOWN TO SLEEP 🌟 YOUR MUSE TAKING MINE STARGAZING ⛈ YOUR MUSE COMFORTING MINE DURING A THUNDERSTORM ☀ YOUR MUSE SLATHERING MY MUSE IN SUNBLOCK ☂ YOUR MUSE SHIELDING MY MUSE FROM RAIN ❄ YOUR MUSE THROWING A SNOWBALL AT MY MUSE 💧 YOUR MUSE CLIMBING INTO THE SHOWER WITH MINE 🐁 YOUR MUSE ‘SAVING’ MY MUSE FROM AN ‘ENORMOUS’ MOUSE 🛀 YOUR MUSE RUNNING A BUBBLE BATH FOR MINE 🎨 YOUR MUSE DRAWING/PAINTING A PORTRAIT OF MY MUSE ⚽ YOUR MUSE CHALLENGING MY MUSE TO A GAME 🎸 YOUR MUSE PLAYING MUSIC/SINGING FOR MY MUSE 💌 YOUR MUSE SENDING MINE A LOVE LETTER 🎁 YOUR MUSE GIVING MINE A GIFT 💔 YOUR MUSE COMFORTING MINE AFTER THEIR HEART IS BROKEN ❤ YOUR MUSE DECLARING LOVE FOR MINE 💕 YOUR MUSE TELLING MY MUSE THAT THEY WILL ALWAYS BE FRIENDS

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[rppanda]

Discontentment/Depression Starter Pack

“Oh? You’re leaving again?..” “Why do you wanna be alone so much?” “Did i do something wrong? Don’t go back in there.” “I just don’t feel good.” “Can i.. Spend some time with you?..” “I’m busy, ___, you know that.” “Hey. We need to talk, are you avoiding me?” “I’ll leave you be.” “Do you think i could spend the night?” “I’m worried. I haven’t seen you eat for a while.” “Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” “Wanna spend the night? I feel like i don’t see you much.” “Don’t think i couldn’t hear you in there.” “Why don’t you see me anymore?” “Hey, ___?.. Do you like me anymore?..” “Am i bad? Am i a bad friend/sibling/acquaintance?” “Wait-! Don’t leave!” “I-I can’t be alone right now, don’t ask, i just can’t.” “Stop leaving me out!” “You don’t even care about me, if you did you’d pay attention to me, so stop pretending!” “I never noticed you felt this way, how is it my fault?!” “Fine, keep me here. That’ll fix it.” “I just wanna disappear..” “It’s so dark in here, why are you sitting in the dark?” “Let me in! I can help you!” “Ple-Please help me, I’m so scared!” “Why did i find your backpack full of food, water bottles and some cash? What’s happening that you’re not telling me?” “Where did you go tonight?! Why did you leave?!” “I was so worried about you, why didn’t you just tell me?..” “You weren’t supposed to find me…” “I feel so unloved, ___!” “You could never understand how empty i felt!” “I wanna come, too!..” “Why do i have to stay home when they get to go?” “I have tried coming to you for help but you never listen to me!”

[evangelame]

having your favorite character be a minor character is like being a proud mother at a school play and cheering every time your kid comes on stage even though they’re playin the part of tree #3

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[devilishmuses]

Take those broken wings

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devilishmuses :

Fighting was a bit of a second nature to him. When he joined pirates, he had to fight. He had to defend himself. The switching of sizes was usually not part of it. He used swords against humans. Against Fiona only his magic would do. And so he switched sizes so fast not many could keep up. Sadly Fiona could. She was so skilled in it, she began anticipating his moves. And as soon as he noticed that, he knew he was screwed. Before long her hand appeared in front of him. It was faster than he could even keep up with. One moment he flew, aided by fairy dust and two remaining whole wings, the next pure black pain erupted in his back. It felt like his entire soul was being ripped from his body and set ablaze. His scream, even in his small form, could be heard down the entire main street. She dropped him, just like that, holding his remaining wings victoriously as she watched her opponent fall. 

One thought crossed his mind: In all the time fairies exist, it was unheard of a fairy to survive the violent removal of their wings. And he felt it. The pain, the pull towards something unknown, a darkness he hadn’t felt before. He was fading. The falling fairies light flickered.

@iluinel

Blue was with Granny at the Diner, discussing her own recovery when the fairy felt a sudden sting in her chest. Followed by the scream, the two women could hear. Her eyes shot towards the direction it came from, realizing the only reason that could have caused Gabriel to call out in pain.

They could still see the sadistic smile upon Fiona’s face when they arrived, while the ripped wings faded in her hand. Without second thought Blue moved her hand and turned herself into fairy size so she’d arrive her friend quicker, surrounding him with more dust to keep Gabriel from hitting the street before she guided him down. Fiona left out another laugh at the sight of it and disappeared.

Switching back human sized, the women brought him over to a room at the Bed & Breakfast before Blue even dared to turn him back from fae to man. Tending his wounded backside to ease the pain.

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devilishmuses:

“That is exactly why you should have declined her request, Blue. I mean you live in a convent full of fairies. I’m sure there were others around.” And other who were not the childs grandmother. “You can’t be both, Blue. You can’t be his grandmother and his godmother. You couldn’t deny her, but you have to. You will always put them first, which is why You can’t be the kids fairy godmother. Because being his godmother will require choosing the path with minimal collateral damage and I’m afraid your grandson is on the war path.” She probable didn’t even know.

“He’s trying to kill the savior.” And here they were talking about true love. “You don’t have to say anything, Blue.”

“Wait.” Blue interrupted him with a slight wave of her hand. The matters of true love and her own connection with Belle’s child would have to wait until later. None of it were subjects that should be discussed at this place, or at the convent even.

The bigger picture was more important right now and it was ironic how it was Kheelan who had to remind her of that. “But he’s still a baby.” How could Gideon be up against Emma already? “Khe--- Gabriel, how long have I been asleep? What else do you know?”

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devilishmuses:

“Fiona attacked you.” And she knew exactly who Fiona was, so there was that. “Took Shitskins kid. Might I add: What were you thinking taking that charge? He’s not suitable to be your god child, Blue. You’re way too involved.” But that was technically a discussion for another day. He was surprised that she, of all the people wanted to talk first. Seemed like she had loosened up the tiniest bit.

“Well after that, the idiots tried to wake you - without success. I woke you - With True Love.” For a moment he thought to elaborate…then again he wanted to see the look on her face.

Letting all the information sink in was overwhelming. Her free - now healed - hand moved up to touch her forehead. Was he blaming her for endangering herself? Blue softly shook her head, leaving it be as soon as she had started when it made her feel dizzy. 

“How could I have declined Belle’s request?” She asked silent, meeting Gabriels eyes. “She’s my daughter.” Blue wet her lips. Swallowing down the lump that formed in her throat the longer she looked at him. Realizing what he’d just told her about why she woke up. “You... I don’t know what to say.”

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devilishmuses:

That was kind of dramatic. But at least the most powerful magic had an effect to a certain extend. Because he wasn’t doubting his dust - his dust worked just fine. He was doubting what had been done to her. Sometimes it was just too much for a fairy. Sometimes they let go, regardless. And she had been through a lot.

“It’s Gabriel here.” He answered. And it was. He actually came to like his name in Storybrooke quite a bit. So yeah, he responded to Gabriel a lot more at the moment. Still he knew, he’d always be Kheelan to her. Her first lover. Not her last, it seemed.

“I’ll call the convent. They will want to know you’re awake.”

“Gabriel...” Blue kept looking at him with wondering eyes and repeated the name trying to remember if she’d heard it ever since they’d ended up in Storybrooke but it didn’t seem to sound familiar.

“No. Please, before you do... How? Why are we here?” Her hand kept clinging on his upper arm, searching for answers in his bright blue eyes since the last she remembered was her standing at the nearby lake with a map.

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devilishmuses:

The dust failed. It failed. The one bit of rare magic he had, true love bottled in just a pure form that not even dark magic could taint it. She just resisted the most powerful magi he even knew of. It felt like something was being torn out of him. He never forgot her - because how could he? But at the same time he had thought this would hurt much less. Time was said to heal all wounds. It crusted the emotional scar humans gave him.

“Of course… only you would resist True Love. Should have known.” Of course a kiss would never have worked. If not even True Love could bring her back - he had no idea anymore what could. Nothing probably. If she was beynd saving, who were they to keep her? Why did they not let her fade? He made a decision, as selfish as it was selfless. Going through his back, he pulled out other vials. 

“If you can’t come back, Blue… you can let go.” He wouldn’t hold her. But he would not make her. He would give her the choice to stay or go, fight or fade. With more dust, mixed, he broke the preservation spell, with another kind of dust he healed her body. Now it was up to her mind. 

“If you don’t want to come back…” This time he used dust on her that wasn’t fairy dust, but a common drug from a plant. A painkiller, just to take off the edge of whatever pain she might feel, to allow her to either come back - or to let go with dignity and without pain. “It’s okay to let go.” And yet he felt his eyes sting with the threat of something he hadn’t felt in so long: Tears, true and honest tears. The selfish part of him wanted to beg her to stay, but the part of him that loved her more than he loved himself knew he had to give her this choice, because once he took a choice from her. Not again.

And then he began to pray, as a few tears fell onto her hand.

“In peace may you leave this shore. In love may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels. Until our final journey to the stars. May the light guide you home.”

The sound of his voice became clearer, as the tears fell onto the damaged skin. Leaving a soft glow while they healed her wound, resulting in letting the first used dust to enter her system. Almost immediately her chest moved, inhaling a deep breath through parted lips before the brunette’s eyes fluttered open.

Big brown eyes, affected by the strong painkillers he gave her looked up to him. It felt like a dream to see the man at her bedside, though Blue recognized who was grieving right away.

“Kheelan?” A soft whisper of his name escaped her dry lips, reaching up with her hand to see if he was real. Was he? Or was it the effect of the drugs that made her hallucinate a familiar, long lost love?

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devilishmuses:

He had considered it for days. When he heard of Blues fate, he had considered going there to help her, them, the other fairies. But the banishment - it was in essence still a banishment even if he left himself - hurt in many ways. He helped one fairy to get back. But she, too, turned her back on him. Eventually, though, his heart won out, his true and deep down kind and loving heard.

When he walked into the shop, he knew of two options to wake Blue. Only one of them was foolproof. That was what he was holding in that very moment: A vial of what appeared to be white dust. But if you looked closely it was iridescent. Every imaginably color was laced through the dust, creating a magical glow. It was dust created through the essence of True Love. And True Love could break any curse. He made sure that nobody saw him when he entered Golds shop - what a joke to keep her there. Then he sprinkled some of the most precious dust on her and waited.

“Come back, Blue.”

@iluinel

It wasn’t exactly a curse, but more the effect of the preservation spell combined with the lack of her own magic that held her trapped in a state between life and death. Still Blue immediately felt the man’s presence when the poured dust landed on her skin.

Though it wasn’t enough to fully wake her up just yet, not as long as the wound on her palm was still fresh. In fact the preservation spell kept her body in the same state as it was days before and so prevented the cut from healing.

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devilishmuses:

@iluinel

There was a simplicity of life when he hose to hide his wings. Kheelan usually wore a long robe around his shoulders so other fairies caught no glimpse of his useless wings. One was missing entirely, the other so broken he couldn’t use it anymore. He tended to walk unless he had no other choice but to fly. 

Today he couldn’t wear the robe. He was situated in a dust mine, carefully picking up drops of dust that a deliverer dropped earlier. In her flight, she had basically dropped it everywhere. 

“I will be shedding glitter for days.” he complained silently to himself, assuming another fairy would come soon to pick up the dust. Using one of his remaining two wings, he gently blew wind on the ground to make some of the dust fly and pick it up midair.

She had just been promoted to be a trainee, so Blue was still a bit clumsy during the usual picking up dust duties. Noticing along the way back, that her sack of fairy dust became less and less heavy the young fairy slightly panicked and made her way back into the mine to refill it with what she had lost along the way.

“It must be here somewhere.” Blue exclaimed wide eyed as she searched for the dust and eventually landed to get a closer look behind the rocks here and there when she suddenly bumped into Kheelan. 

“I… I am so sorry, I was not looking where I was going.” She quickly apologized. Too shy to look up to his face. “I lost part of my dust. Reul Ghorm will scold me if I only return with what is left.” 

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lightxswan:

That wasn’t entirely Keegans fault! Tom Wlaschiha had a hand in that!

TRUE! Though I was more thinking about the three of us constantly “singing” the theme song throughout the past two days. :P

Not to mention our sessions with the voice of Mr. Telephonebook.

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Back from the MagicCon with @lightxswan 

I completely blame Keegan for not getting the Lava Song out of my head anymore. Same goes for the GoT theme song for reasons. xD

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Cleo's ready and less nervous than I am for @keeganconnortracy #MagicConDe