fairy cup

How to create the signs

1 cup fire
2 cups snuggles
5 cups energy
a dash of emotion
2 cups passion

3 cups knowledge
6 cups patience
1 tablespoon of annoyance
1 cup love
2 cups of thoughtfulness

2 tablespoons of know it all
1 cup of laughter
3 cups of sarcasm
2 cups of words
1 cup of playfulness

5 cups of emotion
1 teaspoon anger
3 cups understanding
2 tablespoons of sweetness
1 cup love
3 tablespoons humor

2 cups sunshine
1 tablespoon of friendship
7 cups of joy
1 cup of sass
A dash of fire

1 cup secrecy
4 cups curiosity
2 cups listening
½ tablespoon bad jokes
2 cups understanding
2 cups judging

8 cups optimism
2 cups of indecisiveness
1 cup playfulness
2 tablespoons laughter
1 cup flirtation
3 cups sweetness
2 cups sass

1 cup mystery
2 cups of dark humor
5 cups of thoughtfulness
1 cup music
½ cup of emotion


5 cups jokes
2 cups of ideas
9 cups silliness
1 tablespoon originality
4 cups freedom

3 cups responsibility
2 cups dry humor
2 cups books
2 tablespoons nurturing
1 cup knowledge

1 cup rainbows
5 cups stubborn
A sprinkle of emotion
2 cups passion
1 cup leadership
½ cup laughter

1 cup imagination
2 cups fairy tales
4 cups caring
1 cup love
5 cups sweetness
1 cup mystery

just imagine lance discovering hayley kiyoko
omg,, he’d be in love

- “finally!! someone who understands me!! all these songs are about keith”
*looks at keith lovingly*
- he would sing duets with keith of hayley kiyoko’s songs
- they would have sleepovers when she releases a new song/music video
• would make pillow forts and string fairy lights up, get cups of hot cocoa ready with keith in anticipation for the song (the fort would be blue and red and the blanket they share is purple)
• included: recreating the music video with keith ;);););)

Of names, fairies and not so fair things

Anonymous said:What about some prompts on a human that is entirely too clever and a fairy who has made it their mission to somehow trip them up, get them to agree to a deal, promise things, etc?

Anonymous said:How about a little switcheroo? Human uses fairy’s true name against them!

Anonymous said:Oh jeepers, more fairies using humans name against them please! Or just dark fairies in general, they’re my fav!

baconator153 said:Hey could I have some prompts for someone who is taken as a sort of pet/prized possession by the fae and slowly finds themselves accepting and submitting gleefully to their new life?

1) It wasn’t an obsession. Being intent upon one human for a lifetime meant nothing, a human lifetime was a blip compared to the lifespan of their kind. It wasn’t an obsession. It was entertainment. Just a game. They tried absolutely everything - promises of power and wealth, clever disguises as pretty things, promises of love, temptations and trickeries and nothing. For forty years, there was nothing. They knew their name, of course, having heard it in passing, but that wasn’t the same as being told a name or offered it by the named. They’d even tried seeing if the human was of some secret fey lineage (no, they weren’t) because surely no human could hold such cleverness. And then…and then the human began to forget things. They watched. They saw. They forgotten keys and dates and little things, going a bit muddled around the edges. It should have delighted them, really. At first it did.It was easy to take advantage of. But suddenly it didn’t seem like a fun game anymore. They caught the (their) human’s arm as they stumbled, observing them carefully. 
“[Name]. My name is [name].”
It chilled the fairy to finally hear it offered so freely, and the human just appeared so tired. Their grip tightened  a little. The human fished in their pockets, drawing out a crumpled piece of paper and offering it over. 
“Alzheimer’s,” the human said. “Got the results this morning.”

2) The human smiled and moved closer. Pressed their lips to the fairy’s ear and then murmured -
It felt like a millennia since they’d last heard their own name, spoken and never by a human. To speak another’s name, among fairies, was a most intimate act when to possess another’s name was to have such power over them. The fairy’s head went crystal blank. They stared at the human, this stranger, unable to mask their shock. “Your sovereign took someone very dear to me, [name].” It was overwhelming to hear it twice in a row and the fairy squeezed their eyes shut. “So I thought maybe I’d take someone very dear to them. Took a bit of digging, but I got there. Aren’t you going to tell me how clever I am, [name]?”

3) “One day,” the fairy bit out through their teeth. “You’re going to forget to use my name when you tell me not to hurt you.” A name, after all, wasn’t an order forever. It could shape and twist and define - to be named after truth, or love or loyalty. But it wasn’t forever. There were no commands for forever.
The human raised their brows. “When that day comes,” they promised. “You’re not going to even want to hurt me anymore.”

4) The human shivered as they heard their name float across the room. Quiet, and yet as striking and accurate as an arrow when it came from those lips. No need for raised voices, merely a murmur of their name. A reminder. The fairy crooked their finger to summon the human to their side, away from humans and human things. An arm wrapped around their waist. “Having fun?” the fairy murmured. “Missing home?”
“You are my home now.” 
They knew they’d said the right thing, passed the test, at the amused flicker of a smile that crossed the fairy’s lips. Yet. “Why don’t you introduce me to your old friends, love?” Endearments. The human used to loathe them, but now when they knew the power their name could wield it seemed a kindness. 

5) “You can’t control me, I haven’t given you my name,” the human dared. Eyes ablaze with wildness, as fierce as a jungle cat. 
The fey grinned sharp-toothed. “I know other names still that might sway your heart. What about this one?” They leaned in close, like imparting a secret, a kiss, and whispered their lover’s name. 
The human closed their eyes. “What have you done to them?”
“Ah see, the name is swaying you already! Such a sweet name, too. Fragile. I like this game.”

6) It was difficult, at first. Everything was so different. It became easy, freeing. There was nothing to worry about anymore, all pain soothed away as swiftly as it was dealt. They’d never done anything wild in their life but the fae were nothing but wild. It was easy to get swept away in the circus, in the colour and the hedonism and the magic. And in you. Everything I was was yours to be worried about, to take care of, to mould as you pleased. I couldn’t do wrong because it wasn’t my responsibility to think of such things for myself. For the first time in my life, I got to be perfect because any of my flaws were only yours and nothing to do with me. I liked it when they looked at me and declared me perfect, or lovely, or such fun. I never got to be those things before you.

7) “You seem calmer now,” the fairy noted. They cupped some water from the brook in their hands, offering it up to the human. It was a familiar ritual by now. To consume anything in this world had a dreamy affect, and, distantly, they were aware it was an intoxicating, drugging, tranquilizing one too. They drank. Because it was true - they were calmer now. The fairy considered them, shifting one hand to pet their hair once they’d drank their fill. “Are you happy here?”
The human nodded, smiling brightly. 
The fairy hummed, and their grip turned tight. “How boring.” 

This weeks Animal Alphabets Fairy Tale Edition was M for Mad Hatter from Alice In Wonderland. Respect for a man that can pull off pants like these lol

anonymous asked:

I'm a barista at a popular American chain coffee house. yesterday, a woman came in and ordered a grande (our medium, 16 oz) iced coffee with EIGHT PUMPS OF TOFFEE NUT SYRUP. EIGHT. IT FILLED LIKE A SOLID 1/6 OF THE CUP. IT SMELLED LIKE A SUGAR FAIRY SHAT INTO A CUP. it was so nasty and I can't get the smell out of my nose. and toffee nut is marginally the worst syrup!it was nasty. and the lady is bragging about how she lost all this weight while sipping this sugary ass coffee. I'm disgusted.