How to tell if a faerie is near by:

  • Feeling a warm tingles across your skin.
  • Things go missing and then reappear somewhere else in your home. 
  • You see things out of the corner of your eyes.
  • Finding yourself participating in child like activities like skipping or swinging on a swing set.  
  • You come across random floral scented breezes. 
  • You make a habit of bringing nature inside. 
  • You find yourself admiring insects and when you find one in your home you set it free instead of squishing it. 
  • You find yourself stumbling over faerie circles. 
  • You are followed by a crow or raven.
  • You hear mysterious giggling. 
  • You find large patches of four-leaf clovers.

Offerings for the fae:

  • Milk and Honey
  • Anything small and shiny
  • Rings
  • Beads
  • Rocks
  • Crystals
  • Cream
  • Sweets
  • Cakes and Cookies.
  • Clean water

Some Favorite Faerie Rocks:

  • Tigers eyes
  • Peridot
  • Jade
  • Volcanic Rock
  • Fluorite
  • Emerald

Plants that attract faeries:

  • Common yarrow
  • New York aster
  • Shasta daisy 
  • Western giant hyssop or horsemint 
  • French lavender
  • Rosemary
  • Thyme
  • Fountain butterfly bush
  • Orange-eye butterfly bush 
  • Summer lilac
  • Shrubby cinquefoil
  • Common garden petunia
  • Verbenas
  • Pincushion flowers
  • Cosmos 
  • Common zinnia
  • Foxgloves
  • Pansies
  • Clover
  • Toadstools
  • Bluebells
  • Rowan
  • Oak
  • Alder
  • Willow
  • Birch 
  • Apple trees

Sources:,, and 

==Moonlight Mystics==


makin’ progress

And then he’s showing me the world, but I can’t give him the moon. These craters are left in my skin from them digging to find moon rocks as a souvenir.

And then he revealed his secret four-leaf clover. Picked the fourth petal off. Picked my poetry off. mumbled, same difference.

And then I spit myself out only after I swallow myself whole. Don’t want anything to do with myself. Become ninfo- chasing this orgasm he didn’t let me have. Leave before the sun reveals the secrets we’ve been passing to each other all night long.

And then he still fingered me. grabbing his wrist, I tried to get him to stop. but everything I had to give wasn’t enough. It was always give and take more. He looked in my eyes and said this world needs more givers,

And then the ghost of his hands was laced in between my fingertips. traveled down my waist.

And then I realized this wasn’t a relationship. It was a one-sided fwb.

And then I stopped searching for clover patches and started searching for myself in the palms of other people because I lost myself somewhere in his.

And then I immigrated from false hope and emigrated into reality.

And then the last guy I liked looked like fragile flower. Looked like plucked four leaf clover and I was a hand.

And then I left.

And then the first time we took a breath after we kissed, I looked straight at your lips. Not to check them out, but to see if they were smiling. And the sun danced on your lips teasing me of all the secrets you could tell me as she sank down.

And then jordan asked what happened to my innocence. I lost it in one of the mattresses of the boys who screwed me over. Lost it in between their legs or lips or ligaments. They can keep it. Innocence is a fragile flower and I’m trying to be a thorned-rose.

And then I fell so hard; I forgot my past lovers. He had a four-leaf clover in his hand and dirt in his finger nails. Said “you look like you could use it.“

And then the prologue ended, just as the story began.

—  clover patch/ B.A.C.
East of the Sun: Part 2

Summary: Sasuke and Sakura have a pattern: they save each other, precisely when they need help the most. SasuSaku.

Rating: Mature

Part 1

She sleeps until midday, when the sun is high overhead, filling the room with golden light. Sakura wakes, yawns, and stretches. The servants have been washing her same four kimonos—all patched and frayed, except for her mother’s wedding silks. Today she wears Okaasan’s blue kimono, the only thing she owns that she feels the least bit pretty in. It fits better after a week of good meals, and she smiles as she dresses. Last night is still much on her mind, and she hopes that Sasuke is thinking of her too.

Sakura finds him in the training yard, dueling Kakashi. This time his master wins, with a swift, decisive strike to the ribs. Sasuke doubles over, clutching his left side, and gives Kakashi the foulest look she’s ever seen. (So he’s a sore loser; this is good to know.)

After his sensei leaves, Sasuke walks over to her and says, “You’re finally awake.”

“I was up late,” she says, smiling. Sakura wraps her arms around his neck. Stands on the tips of her toes to close some of the distance between their heights. She expects him to lean down and kiss her, but he doesn’t. Instead, Sasuke takes a step back, so that she’s forced to let him go.

Sakura tilts her head to the side and asks, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m fine,” he says stiffly.

“But last night—”

“Do you want to train?” he interrupts.

“No,” Sakura says. “I want to talk.”

Sasuke looks away from her. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

When Sasuke comes to bed, she turns away. He puts a careful hand on her shoulder, silently entreating her to face him, but Sakura remembers the way he brushed off her affection this morning. As if she is good enough to touch at night, but not in the light of day. Then he kisses the nape of her neck, a soft apology pressed to her sensitive skin, and she weakens. Sakura lets him turn her over, so that she’s on her back beside him. There’s just enough moonlight coming in through the windows that she can see the shape of him above her, if not his features. She reaches up and traces Sasuke’s cheek, exploring his dark-hidden beauty with her fingertips.

Slowly, softly, he presses his mouth to hers, giving her ample opportunity to refuse his advances if she wishes to. She’s still angry and more than a little hurt, but Sakura kisses him back.

I could touch you forever and never grow tired of it.

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