#faebies

[deemnfic]

THINK OF THE FAEBIES

[ufuckingpastry]

united-states-of-wwhatevversaid: if u like faebies… i got some faebies let’s tALK FAEBIES

I love faebies! Please, tell me more.

[clocks-rising]

bought a really random pair of faebies (that don't really fit with my lair). why? why not. faes are fun to dress up. can't wait.

ps. the one with the groin bump is actually the female. K BYE.

[sillypixeldragons]

New faebies

...and my, some of them are pink.

They're going to be exalted, unless someone thinks one is darling, in which case they're welcome to take them home! Just reply/send a CR/send a message/compose a limerick/perform interpretive dance if you want one.

(pink/ice/silver-belly girl. My inner child was never quite this girly). 

(pink/coral/BLOOD boy. DO NOT LET THE PINK FOOL YOU. THERE IS BLOOD)

(red/sand/maize girl)

The tundra toddlers have also grown up. I'm keeping Sorbet/FruitPunch/RaspberryMcNeedsAName, but her brothers are going to be trundled off to the Tidelord (again, unless someone wants one).

BananaSplit:

and BananasFoster:

(His tertiary is banana, in case you hadn't guessed).

[deemnfic]

very important question that came up when I was (spending potentially way too long) looking at pictures of babies in animal hats: if Granny knit hats for the faebies, what would she make each of them?

OH NOOOOOOO

Sofia: gets two hats.  One has floppy bunny ears.  The other is a wolf.  Regina always knows as soon as Sofia wakes up what hat the day calls for.  

Talia: She's a badger.  At first no one even knows what the fuck her hat IS, except for Granny, who just goes around chuckling to herself.  Then she gets in her first fight (at the triplets' first birthday party, when some other brat tries to take Alex's cake slice with the candy apple on it).  Henry looks at the animal hats on pegs by the kitchen door and the lightbulb goes off.

Alex: DUCKLING.  Alex is the littlest duckling.  Kinda just follows everyone around in a neat little line and has this funny little waddle for his first two months of walking.  His little hat has a yellow bill and everything.

[sillypixeldragons]

First hatching: Not as eye-searing as expected.

I was certain they'd all end up magenta, but they're actually quite sedate!

I really like gray/silvers with shimmery red-family wings, so this is promising -- but I think it makes more sense to splurge for shimmer on my grown-up dragons and hope for new nests, so I'm not quite sure what to do with these three. Possibly name and level them and send them off as tributes, poor dears. :P (I don't expect anyone to want one, but if you do let me know...?)

[mosaicstorm]

I know I'll forget if I don't post this, even though it's just a snippet for reference instead of an actual log or experience. Nierlia's daughter is named Lytha. So the twins are Lytha and Rhysaerion. Currently, they make gurgling sounds and occasionally they shriek, which makes them roughly identical in behavior to small human children only about a month old x.x

[deemnfic]

I dunno if it will make you feel any better, but imagine snow coming over for dinner and the faebies tipping all the spices they can find into her soup and Snows eyes WATERING while she tries to be a good, polite guest and not jump up and drink straight out of the sink

FAEBIES ALWAYS MAKE ME FEEL BETTER.

lol and regina knows exactly what the faebies are doing because she knows damn well how many caballero peppers she had on her cutting board but it's not like her family isn't used to a little zing

and anyway if snow white is stupid enough to come dine with the evil queen then it might as well be a memorable experience, right?

[alex maybe whispers this thought to his sisters, which they obviously take as parental permission to carry on, carry on.]

[omg, i'm too brown to function, what is the latino version of... yoghurt, fuck, this will just read weirdly, fine]  WHATEVER THAT IS.  suddenly nowhere to be found.  maybe sofia eats up the last spoonful right in snow's face.

snow has tears streaming down her face. is concerned that blood vessels all up in that septum area have popped.  finally cracks and asks emma, in a whisper, for a glass of milk.  

emma looks between the kids and her mother and says in the least apologetic voice ever, "we ran out this morning... and i forgot to pick some up on the way home."

[if the faebies missed the part where emma doesn't actually say 'sorry,' they catch on later when their mami, hiding in the kitchen, laughs until she cries.]