#faerieborne

[angelopium]

faecore aesthetic? maybe?

[angelopium]

fae aesthetic wallpaper! switched out a lot of images to get the end product ✨

[masterwcrk]

@faerieborne​: “I bought you a beanie! Isn’t the pompom cute?”

      ‘ yes! ’ Clary grins, scooping up the soft fabric & easily tugging it on her head. it’s perfect really - how he’s always able to just know astounds her. ‘ it’s perfect, and it goes with the scarf your daddy gave me. ’ somehow, that might just maybe explain it a little bit, but if anything that just makes her even more fond of them both. ‘ did you get one for yourself? we should match! and-- ’ she pulls him up to sit on her lap where she’s working on cutting up apples & oranges into slices. ‘ want to help me put those in that big pot? we’re going to make cider. ’

[idumean-archive]

      ‘ hello, ’ he teases gently, a finger tip gently running over his cheek. tenderness isn’t really IN HIS NATURE. at least, that’s what a lifetime of hell has lead him to believe. his father had drilled into him that love was a weakness but staring down into the wide eyes of his son, Jonathan can’t find it in himself to agree with that any longer. he lifts the boy easily, mindful of how small he is, & settles him on his lap. ‘ did you miss me, little one? ’ he had a room at the institute made over for the two of them, pending the Queen’s permission to take Ash back with him so he might have some amount of training in his father’s world between spending time learning the ways of the Seelie Court, but that’s for later. right now he just wants to hold his son, spend TIME with him outside of obligations & expectations. ‘ I missed you very much. ’ 

starter for @faerieborne​ in Jonathan’s main verse.

[masterwcrk]

@faerieborne​: "I'm not taking that medicine, it's disgusting."

      she can’t really BLAME HIM. anything cherry flavored was generally gross, but he still has to take the concoction regardless, & that is simply that. ‘ how about one spoonful? ’ she teases. ‘ and if it’s REALLY, REALLY BAD, then I might be persuaded to make us some cookies. but cookies are only for people who take their medicine. one little spoonful in exchange for cookies? that sounds pretty fair to me, big guy. ’

[masterwcrk]

@faerieborne​ ( ash ): 🦇 our muses decorating for halloween ( autumn prompts, accepting! )

      ‘ I think we’re MISSING a little something, right here-- ’ Clary grins almost impishly as she hoists Ash up so he can see the mantle. her tiny apartment isn’t much, but it’s in the process of being entirely transformed for the holidays, & Ash is there to help her. it’s been an exciting day of baking cookies & reading, or watching a halloween movie that was far too funny to be scary for the both of them, & now they were hunting for the perfect spot to plop down the decorative pumpkin she’d picked up. there’s a collection of other spooky things - pumpkin & ghost mugs, a cauldron-like bowl she’ll use to pass out candy... but the large pumpkin with a scary face she’ll illuminate with a candle still needs a home. ‘ what do you think? ’

[masterwcrk]

@faerieborne​ ( ash ): 🥧  Our muses baking pie! ( autumn prompts, accepting! )

      ‘ well look at you! you’ve cut those out beautifully. ’ Clary grins, looking down at the arrangement on the floured tabletop. a full pie had felt a bit ridiculous given she knows her brother’s capriciousness for flavors, so she’d had the bright idea to make several smaller pies - apple, & pumpkin, to be sure. right now all that’s left is the little apple pies, & she had wanted to do something especially fun with it for Ash so she’d given him leaf shaped cookie cutters so they could make little decorations to go on top.  

      ‘ do you think your daddy is going to like them? ’ she grins, showing him how to place them - gently, oh so gently - on top of the pies so it will bake evenly. ‘ because I think they look absolutely perfect. ’ there’s three little apple pies that will join the three pumpkin pies that are now cooling on the rack on the other side of the kitchen. after everything is done baking, she plans on bringing one of each with her when she takes Ash home so they could maybe have a family dinner. but first-- ‘ if I bring the tray over, would you help me put it on there? ’

[awhitedaffodil]

‘ get away from my blanket burrito or you die. ’ + Ash

Kieran tried his best to stop the chuckle those words cause, “fine, I’ll just leave your drink over here.”