monarch butterfly wing

the signs as fairies

Aries: adorns herself in red silk with shimmering wings the color of fire. can be found in environments with fire or heat, like volcanoes. is immune to the heat. can manipulate and create fire and spends her days playing with phoenixes and friends she creates out of burning embers. usually has swirling gold tattoos.

Taurus: a gentle fairy who can be found in forests. she spends her time playing with forest animals and making flower chains. she wears clothes made out of pieces of cloth she finds and always has some type of flower in her hair. her wings are soft as a feather, translucent and give off a golden glow. she can talk to animals, and she attracts them wherever she goes.

Gemini: the ultimate trickster. very petite, with razor sharp blue wings. she almost always wears a hat that covers her dark tresses. she wears a short dress with high boots. she is never without her staff. covered in her trinkets, her staff is her main tool to help her practice voodoo. other fairies come to her for potions and spells, but beware, she will turn on you if it benefits her.

Cancer: can most often be found in water. everything about her is silvery blue, from her skin to her hair to her eyes. she looks like she is made of moonlight. she only comes out at night, to sing songs to the moon. her wings are made of millions of tiny water droplets, but she rarely shows them. she can craft moonlight into beautiful pieces of art.

Leo: if you ever manage to get a glimpse of this fairy, the first thing you’ll notice about her is her hair. her thick red curls spiral out everywhere. considering wings are sacred to this type of fairy, it’s no surprise that hers are extravagant. like the wings of a monarch butterfly, her wings are especially strong, even though they look especially fragile. her clothes are made out of autumn leaves she finds in the woods where she lives. she usually has leaves decorating her hair. her favorite pastime is playing with the butterflies she shares her home with.

Virgo: like Leo, this fairy has wings like a butterfly, but hers are shades of deep blue and rich green. she looks delicate, but will defend her home fiercely. she wears clothes she creates from natural materials, and will typically have flowers in her hair. she spends her days protecting her home from humans and predators alike.

Libra: this dainty fairy spends her time high in the clouds. wears clothes made of pure white feathers and clouds. though she doesn’t have wings, she has a naturally ability to control air, and uses that to her advantage. she is an amazing dancer and spends her time dancing in the clouds to beautiful music only she can hear. 

Scorpio: the rumors surrounding this fairy are plenty. with her swirling black tattoos, dark hair, and leathery, deep purple and blue wings, she intimidates most who venture into her home, which is how she likes it. skilled in the most ancient magic, she spends her days making potions for those willing to pay the price. 

Sagittarius: perhaps the most daring fairy, her favorite pastime is to give humans glimpses of her, but she never shows her face. she only comes out when the leaves are changing colors. she wears a dress spun from pure gold, with a beautiful crown made out of golden feathers. her wings look like feathers but are actually very sharp, and are also gold. her favorite trick is, once you get a glimpse of her, she hides herself among the leaves until you go mad looking for her.

Capricorn: no human has ever gotten a look at this fairy, who is always found in cold environments. cold as ice, she’s as small as the snowflakes she crafts. her crystallized wings are more beautiful than any snowflake, and she wears a dress and jewelry crafted out of pure ice. her silver hair matches the color of her eyes. 

Aquarius: one of the rarest fairies, every part of her is silver, except her fragile, translucent wings. she only comes out during a full moon and is found in quiet, moonlit forests. she wears a dress made out of silvery moonlight. her favorite accessory is a crown made out of moonflowers. 

Pisces: this fairy frequents vast meadows, looking for a flower to make her home in. she makes her beautiful dresses out of stray flower petals she finds. her huge, butterfly-like wings are as big as she is. her most prized possession is her wooden flute, which she can use to call animals to her.

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These aren’t the best pictures I’ve taken in my life, but they are some of the most magical and one of my favorite experiences I’ve gotten to have on this earth.

I have never seen a gathering of monarchs before in my life. It’s so beautiful it becomes surreal… and i just got lucky and stumbled upon it one evening.

🦋🦋🦋🦋

MY PROMISED FLUFF

!MILD DARKSTACHE WARNING!

Tagged friends: @xdamienplier @the-asexual-reaper @snowelfxx @the-jimtwins @the-host-will-answer @alliedoesstuff @jimprotectionsquadold

Enjoy~

Dark stared at his mirror, hating himself. There was no sweet way to say it, no string of words no matter how complex that would nail the feeling down. It was a blunt but very true phrase. He hated himself.

More so, he hated the wings that had grown from his back. They were not giant, elegant bird wings, nor did they resemble a bat’s wing.

They were butterfly wings. Specifically,  monarch butterfly wings, colored a bright orange.

And he hated them.

He thought of ripping them off. Dark knew they were connected to his nervous system, and he knew it’d hurt, but it’d be so much easier than what he was going through now.

“Knock knock~” A voice, the soft, accented voice of Wilford Warfstache, floated into the room. “Good evening beautiful. Ready to start the day?”

“If you keep calling me that, people will suspect we’re romantically involved.” Dark muttered. “Stop it.”

“You never minded before,” Wilford frowned, walking to stand beside his winged friend. “What’s changed?”

“You know damn well.” Dark told him flatly, and the ringing intensified. Wilford huffed.

“What? These?” Wilford’s fingers glided over the surface of the wings with a gossamer touch. The wings fluttered in response, and Dark couldn’t help but smile. The touch was nice. “I love them. I think they look charming.”

“I don’t…” Dark told him. “I wish they’d never happened.”

“I wish I had a pair of my own.” Wilford smiled.

Dark smiled a little more. “Yeah? You do?”

“Mmmhhmmmm~” Wilford moved to stand at Dark’s side, leaning on him. “How’d you get yours?”

“No idea.” Dark told him.

“Maybe if I hope enough, I’ll get some too.”

“I do hope not,” Dark told him. “You’re too gorgeous for such monstrosities.”

“And here I thought you were worried about people thinking we’re dating.” Wilford grinned. Dark smiled faintly once again. How could he help it? This fool made it impossible.

“Go to bed, Wilford. It’s late.” He nudged.

Wilford nodded. “Yeah, fine.” He said, yawning. “I can’t wait to see those wings tomorrow, beautiful.”

Dark gave a nod. Then, after a pause, he kissed Wilford’s cheek. Wilford grinned and returned the gesture. “Okay, okay, enough.” Dark told him, though his wings were flittering joyfully.

“Sleep tight!” Wilford called over his shoulder as he left. Dark shook his head and looked in the mirror again. Maybe, since Wilford liked them, they aren’t that bad.

~

When Dark walked out the next morning, he walked down the hall with his wings as collapsed as they could go. He was looking at some projections when he heard Wilford’s deep, loud voice.

“Dark! Daaaaarrkk!” The fool shouted, and Dark barely had time to turn around before Wilford threw his arms around Dark. “Look at this!”

Dark hugged him back, confused. Then he saw them.

At Wilford’s back were blue monarch butterfly wings. Not fake, not paper or cardboard or silk. Dark honestly couldn’t believe it.

“I don’t understand.” He said. “How… how’d this happen?”

“No idea!” Wilford exclaimed, pulling back with a grin. “Aren’t they gorgeous? And they compliment yours! Heh,” He jabbed Dark lightly in the ribs. “Kinda like us, huh?”

Dark was shocked. He watched Wilford’s wings flutter, and could feel his own doing the same. He finally smiled, and hugged Wilford again, who hugged him back.

“You look gorgeous, Wilford.” He said softly.

“And you look beautiful.” Wilford replied just as gently.

Both sets of their wings fluttered, and soon they were hovering off the ground. Dark was shocked and clung to Wilford tighter. Wilford grinned and laughed.

“Wow!” Wilford beamed. “That’s cool!”

“Hush and stop this.” Dark commanded, and slowly, they lowered themselves back to the ground.

Wilford was overjoyed. “I can’t wait to see where this leads us in our lives.”

Dark nodded, just as excited, but more importantly he was grateful that for the first time in weeks he wasn’t alone.

anonymous asked:

Were 'all' humanoid faeries really pale/light skinned with straight hair or is that just a thing humans like depicting them as?

Oh, darling, no!  “Humanoid faeries” are as varied and unique as humans are.  With skin tones like ash, sunset, and the bright blue of smoke and hair like leaves and vines and waterfalls.  Skin like bark or scaled or unnaturally smooth like rover stones.  Humans are horrifyingly unimaginative (and racist and ethnocentric) and there are every kind of humanoid faeries you can imagine.  

Take me for example.  My skin is the crystalline silver of frost.  My hair like the wildest cascading waterfall, dark blue like the midnight sky and speckled with stars.  My eyes are the deep sapphire of the lake.  But my King has skin like charcoal with a texture almost like tree bark.  His hair is a wild cloud of branches and shadow.  His eyes are the the cruel glint of obsidian glittering in the moonlight.  

There is a sylph in my court who wears a gown of monarch butterfly wings that she harvested and sewed herself.  Her skin is the soft orange of dawn, her hair wispy strands of hair that frizzed around her face, her eyes the bright unmerciful sun at noon.  

I have walked with dryads who has flowers for hair and bark for skin.  I danced with elf knights whose clothes were sewn from leaves and their skin was the beautiful copper of a summer sunset.  The faeries that serve as my honour guard are as unique as any humans on this earth, with skins like the fertile soil and the moonlight and the red sunrise.  Hair that is braided with vines, wild curls kept in place by tightly woven flower crowns with thorns, long hair that floats behind them like mist.  

I am so sorry this world has deceived you.

I took so long filling this prompt so I apologize! 

Context: This is set a couple of years post-Season 2, so Kala/Wolfgang, Riley/Will, Capheus/Zakia, Sun/Mun are all pretty established as couples. Kala and Wolfie are engaged and they live in Paris. (I wanted a low-angst setting lol!) Everyone is visiting Nomi/Amanita in San Francisco for Halloween. Also, shout out to @spaceprincessem for the Kala/Princess Buttercup + Wolfgang/Westley costume idea (found here). It’s mostly Kalagang but I actually did quite a bit with the rest of the cluster. Hope you enjoy!

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