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Alright.
Maybe against my better judgement, I have unlocked all the previously locked stories on AO3.
Meaning anyone can go read them now.
Really hope I don’t regret this QwQ
#fairy au#dca fairy au#dca!serial killer au#cosmic tides#archives of the celestial fairies#the witch#terror comes in twos#ao3
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Tʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ʟɪsᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏsᴛs ⵊ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ
ⵊ’ʟʟ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ⵊ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴘᴏsᴛs ♡︎
# Neville’s archive by @muselogy
# methods hold no power by @nakedbibi333
# thoughts by anon on @sexydreamgirl
# eiypo by @celestial-heartbeat
# states by @23209
#lexicon by @23209
#effort by @lavender--fairy
# revision by @sirensplayhouse
# waiting for your desires by @venstark
#sp guide by @celestial-heartbeat
# manifest DF by @id18297
#you’re above all by @sparklingself
# being by Aphroditeapprenticee (deactivated)
# laws by @sutheworld
# Edward art series by @lotusmi
# self conception by anon on @sparklingself blog
#void by @arabella111
# all is within by @vesora
# the root of your desire by @neobora
# you create the rules by @fleurlx
#logic by @princessofangiemania
# fulfill in imagination by @remcycl333
# leaving the old story by @blushydior
# Movement by @venusvxen
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Day 7 - Fairy Tale for @jonmartinweek!
martin's mermaid form is under the cut (he doesnt exactly have a seashell bra if you catch my drift)
brushing off the dust from an old mermaid AU - loosely based off the little mermaid (you can take a guess as to who the villain is lol) where martin is a lonely mermaid living on a small island and saves jon, a celestial navigator, from a shipwreck. they bicker a first (jon is not enthused to be trapped on an island) but eventually work together to get jon back to england. martin returns to his island, longing to be human so he could follow jon, when a stranger full of eyes approaches with a deal (and a price to be paid). martin accepts and travels to england using the navigation jon taught him. once there, martin realizes he is woefully unprepared to live as a human (and impress the man whose requited love is vital to the deal) - jon assists him, offering his flat to reside in, and very much does not understand 1. why martin can't talk about the eyeball in his necklace 2. why martin is so hellbent on distracting him from work. shenanigans ensue, complicated feelings, drama, comedy, romance, magic...and it doesn't end with 'i love you!' - tho it does end with a kiss :3
[Start ID: Multiple drawings of Jon and Martin from the Magnus Archives in a mermaid AU. All drawings have a blue hue to them. Jon is a thin Persian man with a full mustache and beard, and dark, curly hair down past his shoulders. He wears a long earring on both ears. Martin is a fat mixed Polish/Korean man with long, wavy hair and a beauty mark below his lip. He wears a drop earring in both ears. In the image under the cut Martin is in his mermaid form with a long glittery blue tale with an ice blue fin behind him. His hair is pulled back in a low ponytail and wet, he also wears two overlapping necklaces with some shells tied in them. Martin is bare chested. He leans over Jon with a curious face, one hand on his chest and the other cradling his neck. Jon lays on the ground in his arms, wearing a torn collared shirt and a lined vest, his chest hair is visible until out of frame. His hair is loose and wet and he looks up at Martin with wide eyes, one hand on his chest and the other laying next to his own head. 2nd image is multiple drawings on the same page - Martin is human now. To the left there is a metal locket with a chain, opened to reveal a pale blue eye embedded in backlace. To the right, Martin sits in a bathtub, bent over and blowing bubbles out of his hands. Jon sits behind him, visible from the nose down and washes his hair. He wears a shirt with puffy lined sleeves, a long tunic, and pants rolled up under the knee. To the middle, Martin wears a long shirt with ties near the elbow, allowing the sleeves to pleat. He also wears a simple vest, a cravat, pants, and a blue bow in his ponytail. Jon wears a head scarf, a similar shirt to Martin except his has multiple ties along the sleeves, a lined vest, and pants with some belts holding a variety of nondescript items. Jon holds out his hands to steady Martin, who is hunched over and holding one of his hands, the other outstretched onto an imaginary wall. He appears very embarrassed, as if he fell. To the middle right is three dark octopus tentacles, instead of suckers they are lined with multi-color eyes with neon green pupils. One tentacles holds a green eyeball on its tip. The last image below is Jon and Martin sitting side by side, looking up at an off frame night sky with stars in their eyes. Jon points up with a smile, his other hand over Martin's holding a telescope at shoulder height. Jon's hair is middle parted and flows past his shoulders, he wears a collared shirt and a shawl. Martin looks up with a smile, both hands holding a small telescope. He wears the eye locket, a collared shirt and a shawl. They are both blushing slightly. End ID.]
#the magnus archives#tma#jmart#jonmartin#teaholding#jonmartinweek2023#jmartweek23#jonathan sims#martin blackwood#order up! art tag#tma au#tma mermaid au#you know martin fits ariel so well#likes collecting things wants to fall in love makes deals with shady characters a bit naive#partial nudity
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Smoke was coming off my jacket
And I left a long trail of ashes
...
My wings are frayed
And what's left of my halo's black
Lucky for me
Your kind of heaven's been to hell and back
The moonlight made her look ethereal, like she was otherworldly. A beautiful celestial being, made out of love and compassion, faithfully kind down to her bones.
He felt his lip curl as he watched her breath evenly leave her sleeping form, envy curling tightly in his gut. The moonlight made him look hellish, his eyes glowing in the darkness. It shone on him, highlighting the difference between his skin and hers, riddled with scars, as hers was smooth and unmarred by pain. He felt seen; all of his flaws and weaknesses were obvious. A broken creature, made of flames and fangs, malicious and ready to rampage. Workshopped together out of a corpse and the desperate hope of a brother, he was made to destroy, hurt, and burn.
Natsu looked away.
#fairy tail#fairy tail fanfiction#my fanfiction#ao3#ao3 fanfic#lucy heartfilia#natsu dragneel#happy the exceed#fairy tail nalu#i call this post “oops i did it again”#nobody reads these#but i post them anyway#smh
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Do you have any more information about the Michel Carré/Paul Collin "Sleeping Beauty" opera? I had never heard of it until now.
I knew you were gonna ask ;)
And don't worry you're not the only one, I just heard about this very obscure thing today while doing my early post! In fact, when you go check the Wikipedia articles of both Michel Carré and Paul Collin, you find nothing about any potential work on a "Sleeping Beauty" production... The piece is however evoked, described and link when you go check the Wikipedia page for the fairy, Urgèle.
Now the source for this Wikipedia paragraph is actually a double link to two articles stored by Gallica - the online archive of the BNF (Bibliothèque Nationale Française, National French Library).
The first link is here.
This article is from a newspaper called "Les clochettes algériennes et tunisiennes" (Algerian and Tunisian bells) from the 10th of January 1904. It was a Franco-Algerian newspaper about literature, humor and commercial business published every sunday. In the "Theatrical Week" segment you can read that an "opéra féerique" (fairy-opera, "or so claims the poster" adds the journalist) had its premier at the Municipal Theater: La Belle au Bois Dormant, Sleeping Beauty by Michel Carré and Paul Collin with music by Charles Silver (who received a Great Prize of Rome).
There is a recap of the plot that goes as such. Princess Aurore (Aurora, played by Mme Rigaud-Labenz) was recently born, and her five fairy godmothers (Primevère, Rieuse, Brillante, Sensible, Prudente - Primrose, Laughing, Shining, Sensitive and Careful) call upon her health and happiness. The King, pleased, invites them to a copious feast, but suddenly arrives the wicked fairy Urgèle (played by Mme Corot). Angry at having been excluded of the christening, she casts a curse: if the princess falls in love when she is twenty years old, she will die. We jump sometimes later, before the twenty years are passed - the princess Aurore is wandering, sad and dreaming, in the palace's garden, but her father's reassurance that once she goes over her 20th year without falling in love she will be free from the curse convinces her to not take part in the various games and entertainments of her young female companions. However the Wandering Knight appears (played by M. Broca) - welcomed by the king, he finds himself alone with Aurore. He is very openly in love with her, but when she answers favorably to his advances, she falls in a deep sleep as well as all the inhabitants of the castle.
A hundred years later, arrives the Prince (also played by M. Broca) - as he arrives in a forest he learsn from a peasant woman named Jacotte (Mme Stéphane), wife of the peasant Barnabé (M. Vialar) that the castle he sees on the horizon contains a princess who will marry anyone that is able to wake her up. The prince recalls that one of his ancestors told him that, once he had kissed a princess and she had immediately fallen asleep. Barnabé, overhearing the Prince revealing this secret, decides to go wake the princess and become king - but he is too afraid by the forest at night when he tries to go to the castle, and after stumbling over a rod/bundle of wood, it suddenly lifts itself in the air, carrying Barnabé with it (think of a witch's broomstick). Right after Barnabé was carried off in the air, the Prince enters, still thinking about the princess, and in the fog he sees Aurore that calls for help and tells him she loves him. He immediately rushes to the depths of the wood. Meanwhile Urgèle, in her cavern/grotto, calls against the Prince all the spirits of evil, while the flying piece of wood drops Barnabé right next to her. Urgèle puts Barnabé in a royal suit and sends him wake up Aurore, while suddenly, in a flashing light, Primrose appears saying "Aurore will be free, the times are over!" - which turns Urgèle's grotto into a celestial dome filled with springtime flowers, benevolent spirits and butterflies. Despite many obstacles ("flames, monsters and gnomes"), the Prince wakes up Aurore with a kiss on the forehead. All the servants wake up, and the two young royals exchange love vows. The old royal garden becomes green and alive again, and the good fairies appear, with laying at their feet the wicked fairy, vanquished.
After this recap of the plot, the critic-journalist tells their opinion. They point out that "apparently" it was a success in Marseille and Lyon, while it is currently played in Alger at the Théâtre de la Monnaie. According to the reviewer, its success is due to the "scenic and féerique" part of the work, "because, in truth, the music is too rudimentary. It is a musical dictation carefully written by an applied student, without any spelling or grammar mistakes. M. Silver is a Prize of Rome, which means he knows the technique of his art in a deep way. Unfortunately, he is missing something that is not demande for the examinations: inspiration. Not everybody can have genius, but M. Silver reveals himself as a beginner talent who under-uses his own work. Among four acts and one prologue, not one dominant moment, not one spark that makes the well-tooled orchestra alive. The author aimed at a too great simplicity, and comes off with a too-great naivety. And yet isn't the musical formula smoothly handled by M. Silver the best way to strongly express spontaneous feelings?"
The reviewer than says the actors really did their best to portray the characters - Mme Rigaud-Labenz and M. Broca were, "as usual" a triumph and only deserve a flood of praise - while the other characters were "episodic", and were "correctly held". In conclusion "the staging was very entertaining, and the play deserves to be seen". And the reviewer's name is "Frontin"
[As a personal note, the sources keep oscillating between calling this an opera and a theater play... In fact, Frontin clearly seems to call this a play, even pointing out with some irony that the work claims itself to be an opera.]
As for the other article, given this is already quite a lot, I will add this into a reblog.
#sleeping beauty#sleeping beauty adaptation#carré and collin's sleeping beauty#sleeping beauty opera#french adaptations
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So I was curious
Most fandoms I've been in have had "the fanfic", AKA the one fanfiction that most if not all fans know about.
Examples of this are:
Like Father Like Son in the ROTTMNT fandom
Repeated Consequences in the LMK fandom
and For the Forgotten Ones in the UTMV fandom
So I wanted to know if there was a fanfic in the Sun and Moon Show fandom that everyone knew about, but I didn't want to just ask on Tumblr or TikTok since my content doesn't get too popular on either platform unfortunately, I wouldn't get the responses to know.
Instead, I went onto AO3, and looked through the tag, completely unfiltered.
Results are based on the number of hits the fanfic got, and I'll be linking them. Also, all fics listed will be from when I see them and when this post was made (September 20th, 2023), some of them are incomplete at the time that this post was made. Now here are the top 5 fanfics under the Sun and Moon Show tag on AO3.
Kill Code, You Are the Father by I_See_Four
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Language: English
Word count: 92,063 words
Chapters: 38/42
Hits: 7,485
Summary:
"An Alternate Dimension where KC tries to build his family and connect with his sons. Due to miscommunications and general Kill Code shenanigans, it's a rocky road but attempts were made. Lunar gets caught in the middle.
Just when things are looking up, old conflicts and threats of alternative dimensional possibilities come back to haunt them.
Diverges from the Sun and Moon show lore roughly around "Bloodmoon and Killcode TEAM UP?!"."
https://archiveofourown.org/works/48245161/chapters/121668802
According to Plan by TheDeadBread88
Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Language: English
Word count: 38,786
Chapters: 13/?
Hits: 6,898
Summary:
"What if Eclipse made yet another mistake? Would he learn from it all?"
https://archiveofourown.org/works/44699914/chapters/112465711
Stress Relief by DotPixel
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Language: English
Word count: 15,383
Chapters: 5/7
Hits: 6,435
Summary:
"Dealing with his overflowing emotions, Sun seeks out to kill Eclipse once and for all.
He wasn't expecting to make a deal with the other in the process."
Personal warning before you read this: The creator doesn't view Sun and Eclipse as being related at all, but they added the incest tag for whatever reason. Maybe because most people who read it will see them as siblings? I'm not sure. But warning for that.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45441583/chapters/114331249
Archives of the Celestial Fairies by Meg_le_Shark_Bean
Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Language: English
Word count: 57,499
Chapters: 18/?
Hits: 6,220
Summary:
"Do you believe in fairies? If so, come along and take a peek into the magic-filled lives of the Sundrop fairy and the Moondrop fairy! This is a collection of one-shot stories following the many adventures and shenanigans of the celestial fairy twins!
A majority of these come from prompts received on tumblr. Needed tags and warnings will be applied in notes but each story is relatively safe and readable for most audiences."
https://archiveofourown.org/works/46332712/chapters/116652244
Daycare Nommin' by Sephypsychologist
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Language: English
Word count: 22,501
Chapters: 17/?
Hits: 5,709
Summary:
"a collection of cute fluffy vore stories (unconnected) with Sun and Moon as preds"
Personal warning before you read this: It's literally just vore. It's not even sexual. It's just vore.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37929703/chapters/94723831
#sams#tsams#the sun and moon show#sams fanfic#tsams fanfic#the sun and moon show fanfic#sun and moon show#sun and moon show fanfic#longer post#this took so long
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For @lbfad-minibang. Chapter 1 of 3 - to be updated every Friday.
RATING: T
WARNINGS: major character death, mild body horror, mild violence, spiders
CHARACTERS: Yunzhong Jun, original female character
RELATIONSHIPS: Yunzhong Jun/original female character
OTHER TAGS: tragedy, mortal trial, accidentally falling in love, schrodinger's timeline (pre-canon or post-canon)
SUMMARY:
Chun Shisan, a spider immortal in Shuiyuntian, has had enough of her emperor. Yunzhong Jun suffocates the life out of the heavens, unbending and unyielding in his absolute power. In the mortal world, Pu Songming is a young and idealistic scholar with nary a shadow of his celestial self. When Chun Shisan sent Yunzhong Jun to the mortal realm, it was with every intention of giving him a taste of his own medicine. Except we all know how this story goes. And it can’t end well.
#m's writing shenanigans#a dream of golden millet#lbfad minibang#it's heeeeeeeere#love between fairy and devil#苍兰诀#ao3#fanfic
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Shenanigans at Fiore Academy
by atsuchiii
bickslow: lucy probably writes y/n fanfic, she has those vibes
lucy: how about you stop breathing
mira: please stop testing lucy before she has her coffee
gray: tbh she def writes ship fanfic
lisanna: idk I think she leans towards canon rewrites and character studies
lucy: can we stop talking about this?
cana: she OBVIOUSLY writes smut, people
lucy: god I hate it here
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Or, the fairy tail chatifc that no one asked for
Words: 1630, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Fairy Tail
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M
Characters: Everyone in Fairy Tail Basically, Fairy Tail Guild, Sabertooth Guild (Fairy Tail), Lamia Scale Guild, Blue Pegasus Guild, Crime Sorcière Guild, Spriggan 12, Celestial Spirits (Fairy Tail), Mermaid Heel Guild
Relationships: Everyone & Everyone, Lucy Heartfilia/Erza Scarlet, Cana Alberona/Mirajane Strauss, Levy McGarden/Gajeel Redfox, Natsu Dragneel/Gray Fullbuster, Juvia Lockser/Lisanna Strauss, Laxus Dreyar/Freed Justine, Yukino Aguria/Minerva Orland, Jellal Fernandes/Midnight | Macbeth, Rogue Cheney/Sting Eucliffe, Angel | Sorano Aguria/Ultear Milkovich, Chelia Blendy/Wendy Marvell, Zeref Dragneel/Mavis Vermillion, Brandish Myuu/Dimaria Yesta, Ren Akatsuki/Sherry Blendy/Hibiki Lates/Jenny Realight, Meredy/Lyon Vastia, Evergreen/Elfman Strauss, Cobra | Erik/Cubellios | Kinana, Kagura Mikazuchi/Millianna, Rufus Lore/Orga Nanagear
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Chatting & Messaging, Everyone Is Gay, Lmao fuck timelines, Attempt at Humor, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Fairy Tail-Typical Chaos, Everyone Loves Lucy Heartfilia, everyone had or has a crush on lucy at some point, fairy tail guild shenanigans, school setting, Crime Sorcière being a bunch of ✨️ drama queens ✨️, sabertooth being gay disasters, Dark humor and dirty jokes, this is a disaster and i regret everything, japanese honorifics sometimes because im cringe, dragon slayers being besties, no one likes the school council, there are still magic and dragons and shit, theyre all in one big school and the guilds are like dorms/houses (like hogwarts houses), Everyone Is Alive, team natsu is called team pride (based off that fanfic ikyk)
Source:https://archiveofourown.org/works/55530265
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Please go check out my new Fanfic on AO3 and leave a comment ❤️
In a world where celestial and human realms intertwine, a prophecy unfolds. Long ago, a war among the stars led to Cepheus, Cassiopeia, and their daughter Andromeda's banishment to the human world by the Spirit King. Desperate to spare their daughter, they struck a pact: Andromeda may return if she can collect all twelve Zodiac keys.
Reborn as Lucy Heartfilia with no memories of her celestial past, she joins the Fairy Tail guild. There, she meets Loke, who has secrets of his own.
As Lucy navigates her dual identity and seeks the Zodiac keys Lucy and Loke’s destinies intertwine in the quest to restore cosmic balance.
The lion falls from celestial dome,
As the princess seeks her way home.
Keys united shall reveal,
A union blessed by celestial steel.
Where fate decides the ebb and flow,
The world shall be restored, untold.
A blonde woman collapses to her knees, blood, dirt, and tears streaking her face. Her brown eyes widen as she spots a little girl being led across the grassy field by a soldier dressed in red. The soldier forces the girl to her knees as another raises a sword. The intent is clear: the child is going to die unless something can be done.
"Stop!" The woman's voice reverberates across the bloody battlefield. "Please, she's just a child. She has nothing to do with this."
The soldier with the sword pauses, then snarls, "You should have thought about that before." He raises the sword higher before sweeping it downward. The woman's scream pierces the air.
A clash of metal echoes throughout the field. "We do not take the lives of innocents," declares a commanding voice. "The child is blameless. It's her parents who shall answer."
The soldier lowers his sword and nods in deference to the man before him. "As you wish, your majesty."
Relief washes over the woman as a man's arms encircle her, offering solace amidst the chaos. "We yield. Please, no more," he pleads.
The king turns to the couple, his gaze unwavering. "Arrest them and take the child to Aquarius. She will watch over her," he commands. "Cepheus, Cassiopeia, you are charged with treason against the crown. Your trial will be held at dawn before the Zodiac Council."
Led away by soldiers, the couple's minds race with regret. How had they fallen so far? No fight was worth their daughter, regardless of the circumstances.
When the king announced the treaty with the human world, outrage ensued. Proud stars reduced to tools for humans—it sickened them.
Their agreement to Orphincus's plan to overthrow the king was reckless. Now, their daughter's face haunts them as they are pulled away. Whatever the punishment, they'll accept it to protect their precious jewel.
Above, the Zodiac Council deliberates. Treason demands death, but today is different. Death alone won't suffice.
The king addresses his old friends with sadness. "Due to your crimes against the crown, Cepheus and Cassiopeia, your family will be banished to the human world."
Cassiopeia drops. Earthbound—a fate worse than death for Stars.
"No! Andromeda is innocent," Cepheus protests. "We'll accept our punishment, but spare her."
Cassiopeia stands, desperation in her eyes. "Seireio, spare our daughter. She's blameless. We'll endure anything if you'll spare her from our mistake."
The king's resolve softens. "I cannot change the council's decision," he concedes. "Andromeda may return to the spirit world, but only by proving herself pure of heart—by collecting all twelve keys of our friends."
Relief washes over the couple. At least their daughter might be spared. Children can adapt in the human world easier than they can. They'll ensure Andromeda's return, no matter the cost.
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UPDATED + A NEW LOOK TO THE BLOG!
The Mad Sorceress Grimoires
A Virtual Grimoire Written from a Chronic-Illness and Trauma-informed Perspective. Restoration Magic for Creatives and Magicians.
Your Fairy of the Fountain on your unique Hero's Quest to Healing.
Hi, everyone! My name is Sam, and I have been diagnosed with Poly-Cystic Ovarian Syndrome since 2014, and Adenomyosis since 2018. I enrolled in a natural medicine in school in 2022 where I began learning about herbal medicine, healing diets, and quantum botanicals. I am a writer + blogger, and on my website, I journal about reclaiming personal power and healing through the help of inner-alchemy, astrology, synergetic herbs, the occult, medical astrology, Astro-nutrition, archaic religions, and esotericism.
What is The Mad Sorceress Grimoires?
A Grimoire is a book with spells and incantations written in it. Grimoire comes from the Old French “grammaire”, which referred to all books that were written in Latin at the time. “Grammaire” comes from the Greek “grammatikos”.
This blog is meant to be a collection of works. Here is the breakdown of the blog:
Chapter 01: Inner-Sorcery
In this chapter, I share my experience with healing, self-care, ritual, and art from the perspective of someone with chronic-pain, stress, and anxiety. If you want to know more, click on the link above to take you to the chapter.
Chapter 02: Womb/PCOS-Alchemy
This part of the blog is dedicated to leaning into a magical life from the perspective of someone who endures c-PTSD and chronic-illnesses. I will mention this a million times throughout this blog: I am not a licensed professional. I was diagnosed with PCOS in 2013, and Adenomyosis in 2017. I am culling from lived experiences, and sharing that on this blog. Do not take my advice over the advice of licensed professionals who work with you directly. If you want to know more, click on the link above to take you to the chapter.
Chapter 03: Celestial Lessons
This is where I write about how certain Astrological Archetypes have manifested for me in my real life. I enjoy exploring astrology, and I use it as a means to enhance my life by bringing my joy. Whether by natal or transit, I take a deep dive on the lessons that I’ve learned. Astrology is not meant to replace therapy from licensed professionals. If you want to know more, click on the link above to take you to the chapter.
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Hi! I have a question, I just now made an account in AO3,so now I can finally read the Fairy au fan fiction! 🥳 There's only one little problem for me, in which order do I need to read them? Or is there no order at all?
Also, I really like your art.
My mom is an art teacher as well, and she said that it looks incredible!🤩
hello! Thanks so much!!
If you'd like an order, it goes
The Witch
A Cry For Help Under the Blue Moon
Terror Comes in Twos
The Gardener
the Archives of the Celestial Fairies can take place at any point in time unless specified; some take place in the past and some could be in the present :3
hope this helps!
#answered ask#fairy au#dca fairy au#fairy au stories#the witch#a cry for help under the blue moon#terror comes in twos#tcit#the gardener#archives of the celestial fairies#ao3
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NEW HERE TOO
love you acc ❤️😊can you recommend me pages for me follow
Hi honey 💕 thanks <3
I have a blog of posts you should read, if it helps (all the bloggers who appear are great, I recommend them)
I have two posts about the basics: this and this
And I would recommend you to read this too by @nakedbibi333
I love so many bloggers here, but I’ll recommend you the ones that helped me when I was beginning my journey (and still help)
@wishfulfilled @itsravenbitch @sirensplayhouse @lavender--fairy @cinefairy @celestial-heartbeat @blushydior
They taught me the basics and helped me to have insights about the law, they’re great
They don’t overcomplicate the law plus don’t give power to methods or concepts, which helps so much on understanding the law itself and your inner power
Unfortunately a lot of other bloggers that helped me in the beginning deactivated…
Aphrodite was my fav, so here’s her archive by @iivenusii
Thanks for your question 💓
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Where The Stars Collide
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Summary: When Team Natsu return from Edolas with Lisanna, the consequences set off a series of chain reactions across the Kingdom of Fiore, disturbing the long held peace between the wizard guilds and the Magic Council.
Lucy Heartfilia is heartbroken to find that the celestial gate key of one of her oldest spirits, Aquarius, is missing, and with the help of Loke, her more-than-a-friend turned spirit, she sets off on a quest to recover it.
Natsu Dragneel has had enough of waiting and joins Gajeel Redfox, Wendy Marvell, and a very, very reluctant Juvia Lockser on a mission to finally find the Dragons that left them all those years ago.
At the same time, a mysterious prophecy is circulating around the town of Magnolia, tying two of Fairy Tail's strongest members and childhood sweethearts Gray Fullbuster and Cana Alberona into a tale of bitter and bloody revenge; and an ominous presence lurks on Tenrou Island, infecting the once-holy grounds.
What will become of Fiore's fiercest protectors? What will happen to Fairy Tail?
prologue | 1 | 2 | TBC
1.1 : Mira
Mirajane Strauss knew better than to believe in miracles.
Magnolia was a metropolitan city soaked in more than its fair share of culture, marinating in so many different types of magic that even the most dedicated of archives couldn’t keep track of them all— celestial wizards, elemental mages, rune magic and healing spells, mimicry, puppeteering, requipping— but miracles were not one of them.
Of course there was an array of wish fulfilment and illusion magicks, tricks and trades that even the sleaziest castors knew to manipulate, but nothing could bring back someone from the dead. Nothing good anyway. Mira had long stopped peering into that part of her soul. So when she left with her brother to visit her little sister’s grave located in the cathedral church, one gloomy day, she didn’t expect to find a miracle waiting for her.
The door to the guild hall swung shut behind her and the scent of rain hesitantly kissed her nose, the smile on her face giving way to nothing. It had been 5 years since the incident. She could hear the guild members on the other side of the door recall the story in hushed tones. Lisanna would’ve turned 19 this summer. Her breath hitched and she swiped at her dry cheeks. Save your tears for the graveyard, a gentle voice in her head whispered, spring will be over soon.
A soft creaking noise and a large, warm hand on her left shoulder nudged her out of her reverie.
“Mira, we’re here.”
She blinked. The Kardia Cathedral loomed before them: located right in the heart of the town, a near fifteen minute walk from the guild hall, its four cylindrical pillars holding up the enormous green-domed building. It was one of Fiore’s more pretentious tourist traps, with billions of jewels being spent on the flattering archways, the high vaulted ceiling and the pristine marble floors, and little to nothing on its inhabitants. Any priests that survived the meagre wages never showed their faces, preferring to give sermons behind silk or wood screens to largely empty pews.
It was also where Laxus challenged Natsu and the others when he held his coupe.
“We’re here” she replied dully.
The creaking was coming from a tiny gate on the east side of the church, the path to the graveyard. Unlike her brother, Elfman, Mira wasn’t alarmed by her brief lapse of memory; she’d been forgetting more and more things lately. It always happens around this time of year, she noted, latching the gate into place.
Lisanna’s gravestone was one in a long row of similar grey, rounded tablets, inscribed with the Fairy Tail’s sigil, vertically apart from an empty stone coffin. Elfman opened a red umbrella just as a drop of rain plopped onto Mira’s head and they both stood quietly as it pattered around the two siblings, soaking their shoes and nearly all of Elfman’s hair.
Empty, because her sister disappeared right in her own two hands, she mused as she took the bouquet of lilies from her brother and placed it on the grave’s flat, shiny surface.
Empty, because there wasn’t even a body to bury or burn, there wasn’t a single pice of her sister she could hold on to, only the memories of her bruises and the blood. So much blood. There were days where she would wake up in cold sweat, fingers wrapped around torn sheets because she couldn’t remember her sister’s face, just blood and a high pitched wailing. How could you Mira. How could you.
She didn’t know why she kept coming back here; Lisanna never had any fondness for churches and although Mira knew about the second grave that Natsu had built for her sister in a hut in the East Forest, where they had spent their childhood, she could never bring herself to visit it. Two graves were not better than one.
Mirajane looked around at the rows of headstones that surrounded her and for the first time in five long years, wondered how many of them were as hollow as their visitors.
Then she crouched down and ran her thumb along the smooth edge of the stone and sighed, her cheeks wet only from the rain: every year she told herself that the tears would come this time, and every year they never did. Both the Strauss siblings shared this strange grief. It was almost as though they were afraid that if the tears returned, Lisanna wouldn’t. If they could hold on for a little longer then maybe—
Maybe what? She’d come back? The thought was red hot and stung, sharper than a slap. Mira absentmindedly touched her cheek to check for a mark.
The bell began to toll.
Grow up Mirajane, your sister is dead. This voice sounded like her own, bitter and resentful, warped with pain and something she couldn’t name, spinning round and round in her head in time with the tolling.
Your sister is dead and it’s your fault.
It’s your fault.
It’s your fault.
It’s your fault.
It’s-
“Mira!”
Mirajane shook her head and looked up at Elfman, who stared back at her bemusedly.
Did she imagine it?
“Big Brother Elf!"
There was no way.
She turned around to see a girl running towards them, unbothered by the rain— with short white hair like the siblings, and blue eyes sparkling with tears. Mira thought she saw the distinct frames of Natsu and Erza behind the girl. What was going on?
“Mira.. I think I might be hallucinating” Elfman whispered quietly, the umbrella slipping out of his hand; it fell to the ground with little protest.
“It can’t be-” she murmured, wrapping her arms around herself. Something vicious inside of her quieted.
Five years. Five long years of waiting and waiting.
“It can’t be.” She repeated. Mira tried to clench her palms to keep them from shaking.
“Lisanna?”
The girl seemed to glow when her name was said, taking a step, two steps forward before throwing herself into the sister she hadn’t seen in so long. Mirajane didn’t realise she was crying until she pressed her cheeks into the girl’s shoulder, dampening her warm skin- she was alive and she was warm and she was, she was-
home.
“Welcome home.”
In her twenty-two years on Earthland, that was the first miracle Mirajane Strauss had ever seen. Soon after, she would wish that it was the last.
1.2 : Lucy
Something was bothering Lucy Heartfilia.
It begun the moment they left Edolas, a persistent itch, like a stray eyelash, that prodded at her subconscious, demanding her attention. They were making their way back to the guild after Lisanna’s tearful reunion with her siblings and Lucy couldn’t shake the feeling that she was forgetting something important. Gray was the first one to notice.
“Everything okay, Lucy?” He asked as he watched her fiddle with the cloak Natsu had given her, looking mildly frustrated.
“Huh- yeah it’s probably nothing, I’m just a little shaky from the anima I guess” she shrugged, her hand immediately reaching for the pouch of keys safely tucked into her belt, and releasing a small breath of air as she confirmed their presence for the fifth time. No matter how quickly she seemed to lose her clothes each time she went on a mission, her keys seemed immune to this particular trait; a fact that Lucy was grateful for every time they fought a villain with any fondness for water. Her hair really couldn’t take more of this.
Gray nodded and ran a hand through his hair, a strange expression Lucy couldn’t pinpoint— sad? wistful? crossing his face.
“I know what you mean, Edolas was really something… different” Erza interrupted, placing an armoured hand on both of their shoulders as they neared the guild hall. She’d been quick to requip back into her usual attire when they’d landed, Lucy noted— the return back to their world seemed to have recharged most of their powers, but her emotional batteries were spent. And of course, there was that itching feeling.
Lucy was just about to unhook her pouch and start counting through all thirteen of her keys when Elfman flung open the doors and a collective gasp descended on Fairy Tail as Mirajane walked in, protectively clutching a girl they hadn’t seen in five years; a girl they all thought dead.
“There’s no way. . .”
An explosive welcome would be putting it lightly— the guild hall erupted with happiness, confusion, relief. Lisanna was alive? Lisanna was alive! How could Lisanna be alive?
Lucy was unfortunately thrust right into the flood of tears and hugs eclipsing the newly undead Edolas refugee right alongside Natsu, Erza, Gray and Wendy.
Gajeel hung back, seemingly content with whispering to his newly found Exceed instead. He caught her staring and glowered until she turned away, Lucy wondered if she’d ever figure that guy out.
Master Makarov’s face had gone pale and he muttered something under his breath; if Lucy didn’t know better she’d think it was a prayer. Lisanna extricated herself from the crowd and knelt in front of him, pulling the tiny, old man into a fierce hug. A hush fell on the room as the usually upbeat and cheerful guild master’s eyes flooded with tears, before the shouts of joy rang out louder and clearer this time.
“Lisanna’s home!”
“She’s home!”
“Natsu brought her back from the dead!”
“Not just Natsu— Erza too!”
“She’s alive!”
“My beloved Gray, you’ve finally returned! I was getting so worried!”
The last one was from Juvia Lockser. The tearful (was she crying this whole time?) water mage flung her arms around Gray much to his chagrin and the two nearly tumbled into Cana who was nursing her second barrel of mead that day.
“Watch it!” Cana snapped as she shifted the cask onto another table, sounding grumpier than usual, Lucy noticed. She’d have to make sure to ask Cana what was wrong later. But for now- Lucy managed to pull herself away from the crowd and dropped back long enough to catch her breath and watch curiously as Gray led Juvia right out the wooden doors from which they arrived.
Maybe his time in Edolas had changed the way he saw her, Lucy pondered, hands drifting to her pouch once more. It had certainly changed the way she’d seen Mystogan, the man with the face of the most wanted criminal in Earthland— and Edolas’ lost prince. Or maybe it hadn’t changed anything at all, she frowned, catching sight of a tired Wendy rubbing her red-rimmed eyes as her exceed, Carla, berated her for being un-ladylike. Maybe it had made things worse.
A flash of golden light interrupted Lucy before she could go over to comfort the girl, and she caught a glimpse of tawny gold hair before she was staring into the hazel eyes of her favourite (though she’d never admit it) Celestial Spirit. If it wasn’t for the out-of-the-blue appearance, Lucy would have realised that it was the first time she’d ever seen him without his blue-tinted sunglasses.
“Lucy!” She could instantly tell that something wasn’t right. Loke never showed up without some grand gesture accompanying him and he’d never showed up looking so distressed before.
“What’s wrong?”
“There’s no time to explain,” he shook his head and clasped her palm in his own, motioning for her to follow as he led them both behind the bar counter. Her guild mates were too caught up in the festivities to pay any attention to them.
“You have your keys, right?” She nodded and unhooked the pouch from the belt at her waist, pulling out the ring of keys that were her most prized possession. Loke quickly let go of her hand and handed her one of the many half-filled wooden goblets that lined the counter.
“I need you to summon Aquarius right away”
“With.. mead?” Lucy winced as she recalled The Water Bearer’s infamous temper when she summoned her once using water from a fish bowl— and just her temper in general.
“Don’t you think we should use normal-“
“Lucy, please.”
Lucy blinked and looked up. Loke looked the most disheveled she’d ever seen him, his trademark red tie missing, his shirt collar askew; his usual charm and charisma overshadowed by something that bordered on desperation.
“She might smell like mead for a while but otherwise she’ll be unscathed” he insisted, holding out the cup.
His voice was hoarse, as though he’d been screaming for hours and the shadows under his eyes were bruised purple; Lucy had a strong feeling he hadn’t even slept since the Edolas fight— but his panic was infecting her now, the bad feeling she’d been having all evening suddenly pooling into dread in the pit of her stomach.
“Alright” her fingers tightened on the key ring.
Lucy knew she was fortunate enough to possess contracts with 9 out of twelve of the zodiac spirits at this point, with Aries, Scorpio and Gemini being the latest additions to the team, but Aquarius had been with her the longest.
Their relationship often reminded her of Wendy and Carla’s, Aquarius was always correcting her, prodding at her, pointing out all her mistakes, but when it came down to it, Lucy knew Aquarius would protect her in a heartbeat. It’s why she rarely called on her strongest spirit; Aquarius would protect her a little too well.
That, and it was hard to find many water bodies that she’d consider appealing.
“Aries, Sagittarius, Virgo.. wait that’s not right-” Lucy frowned and held the ring up closer to her face.
“Lucy?”
“Hold on- Virgo, Leo, Taurus.. no, no this can’t be happening!”
Loke’s face lost all colour. The goblet clattered to the floor, splashing both their feet with lukewarm amber liquid.
“The key.. it’s—“ her voice rose with panic.
gone.
“Loke!”
Lucy barely made it in time to catch him before his knees buckled, and he fainted in her arms.
1.3 : Juvia
Juvia Lockser was convinced that nothing in the world mattered more than love.
After all, it was love that had saved her from falling and shattering into a million little raindrops. It was love that helped her find a new home after her guild was destroyed. It was love that had showed her the sun for the first time.
And it was minor technicality really, that her love hadn’t admitted that he loved her back.. yet.
But Juvia had nothing if not faith. She’d read enough novels to know that enough crying and near-death situations (both of which were easy to find) could solve the romantic tension between any pair of lovebirds, no matter how unlikely they were: ‘the bad boy and the good girl’, ‘the socialite and the socially awkward’, ‘the billionaire and the.. wait didn’t she do this one already?’
Either way, the book would insist that the main couple always ended up together, even if it took a contrived turn of events to make it that way, and while Juvia lost all interest in it after they became an item, she too wanted that kind of heart-racing romance— and she’d cry the whole ocean if it meant she could have it.
That’s why she was caught completely off guard when her beloved Gray Fullbuster pulled her aside and told her that it’s over.
“W-What?” She must’ve been hearing things; there’s no way that he would-
“I don’t like you like that, and I feel like I’ve led you on by not making it clear enough,” Gray sighed running a hand through his already mussed black hair. It had barely been ten minutes into their arrival when he’d asked her to join him outside, a few steps away from the brightly lit guild hall, and Juvia should’ve known that something was off immediately.
Gray was missing a shirt (not new) and covered in budding bruises (also not new), but his shoulders were slouched and his eyes were glazed over, as though he was somewhere else entirely. From what Juvia could tell, they’d all just traveled back from some kind of magic-draining endeavour, she couldn’t remember much from that morning, had they taken a job?
“You’re not leading me on, darling I don’t—“
“See, that’s what I mean,” he said, irritation creeping into his voice, “can’t you just stop with all that darling crap? We’re not together.”
Juvia flinched as a raindrop struck her bare shoulder and trickled down her upper back. She didn’t understand where it had come from, the sky was clear just a moment ago.
Gray pulled her towards a nearby kiosk to shelter from the incoming downpour, and they settled onto two unopened barrels. Juvia’s breath came out in white puffs, she hadn’t realised how cold it had gotten, and Gray’s entire torso was streaked with rain. Although he must’ve been freezing, his expression hadn’t shifted at all; serious and stern, only the shadows under his eyes betraying his exhaustion.
“If you just gave me a chance,” she began, reaching out to touch his cheek, to close the distance between them and pretend his words didn’t hurt; all fated couples had arguments before they got together officially - this was probably just her moment to confess her undying love; she could still turn this around.. right?
“Juvia,” she blinked as he looked at her bemusedly, eyes unreadable as ever; holding her wrist an inch away from his face, “You don’t deserve this.”
“You deserve to be with someone who loves you back.”
Juvia felt as though she would faint with relief. Is that what this was all about?
Her beloved Gray didn’t hate her, he just felt unworthy of her love. She’d come across this trope so many times that she was almost disappointed in herself for not seeing it sooner. Of course he wasn’t rejecting her, he would never even think to do such a thing. Their love was too vast and too deep for him to simply cast aside with a few words. He was probably just embarrassed that he couldn’t be as forward about his affections as she was.
“Oh Gray,” she said, her voice softening as he quickly dropped her hand and crossed both his own over the black guild mark on his chest, “You don’t have to worry about me.”
Gray blinked.
“You know that I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait as long as it takes to make you love me back,” she gushed, “I can’t believe that all this time you were worried about me and my feelings, you wouldn’t do that if you didn’t care for me at least a little.”
“Uh-“ he opened his mouth to protest, but Juvia was on a roll.
“Oh I really did pick the perfect man didn’t I?” She squealed, completely oblivious to his growing discomfort, “You’re so sweet and attentive and tortured and cold—“
“I wouldn’t say tortured—“
“And you’re right we should definitely take it slow, I’ll hold off on the nicknames for now, after all we don’t want our future children to think we’re not cool enough to be their parents or some equally ridiculous notion.”
“Future children?!” Gray spluttered in disbelief.
“And you care so much about hurting my feelings because you think you can’t give me the love I deserve but it’s not true because no one else but you make me feel-“
“Juvia!” She winced as he took hold of her shoulders, his icy fingers digging into her pale skin, and met his frustrated look with one of total bewilderment. Had she done something wrong?
“Sorry,” he let go of her immediately, pulling away and putting his head in his hands instead. An uncomfortable silence saturated the conversation and Juvia thought she could hear the faint chirping of crickets in the distance. A few seconds passed and then—
“Have you ever thought about my feelings?” The words came out quiet and matter-of-fact, as though he had suppressed the urge to say it many times over.
The ground could have disappeared underneath her feet at that moment and Juvia wouldn’t have noticed. His feelings? He’d saved her, his sworn enemy, in their very first encounter hadn’t he? And he’d welcomed her into his guild— he wouldn’t have done the same for just anyone, would he?
“Gray, I’m sorry if I did something to make you dislike me,” Juvia said, her voice barely a whisper, almost lost in the plinkplinkplink of the rain spilling from the tiled roof onto the pavement.
“I can fix it. If you tell me what it is, I won’t do it again.”
The silence returned, thick enough that she could feel it bore into her skull and pound at her temples. Silence like soaked cotton filling her lungs; silence that clung to her skin, heavy enough to drown in.
“-if I love someone else..” he said finally.
Gray looked at her then and Juvia realised that she’d never heard such weariness in his voice before.
“What?”
“And if I love someone else? Will you fix that too?”
Juvia had only ever known what it was like to drown once. It happened when she was six years old and the orphanage had taken them on a trip to the community pool as a treat.
The children were warned to stay away from the deep end everyone duly obliged, until it begun to rain. She couldn’t remember if she’d slipped or if someone had pushed her but the water was suddenly everywhere. In her ears, in her nose, it was suffocating her, dragging her down down down into its icy depths, the pressure in her lungs building and building, until she woke up retching in a medical ward.
The doctors promised her that they were able to get to her in time, and there was no cause for worry but Juvia never quite stopped believing that every drop of water she swallowed would somehow drip drip drip its way into her chest and fill her up until there was no room for anything else. That she would die a true Rain Woman. That was, of course, up till now, up until Gray.
Until she realised that this wasn’t her love story after all.
“You know what, forget it.” he mumbled, dispelling both the echoes of her past and the damp stillness they’d been sitting in, with his defeated sigh.
“You’re.. in love with someone else?”
“It doesn’t matter anymore.”
Gray’s eyes were cloudy again, his gaze fixated on something behind her shoulder but when she turned around all she saw were a few displaced barrels and a deck of playing cards atop one of them. There was no one else here. It was just her and him and the rain falling down around them as witness.
“But- but I love you, Gray”
Juvia hated her voice then. She hated how it cracked and spilled onto the pavement, mixing with the rain and the remnants of her love. She hated how it made her sound petulant, like a spoiled child in a store and how it couldn’t stop the tears that streaked down her face - desperate, hot, shameful tears that wouldn’t cease.
“I’m sorry,” he said, absentmindedly running a thumb over the shiny silver cross at his neck.
“I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“I see,” she said dully, emotion draining from of her words, her eyes. A sharp ache began to gnaw at her ribcage.
For the first time since she’d met him, Juvia wondered if he was telling the truth. Gray didn’t meet her gaze as he stood up and walked back into the rainy streets of Magnolia City.
Away from the kiosk, away from the guild and away from her; leaving the rain woman alone with a heart she’d shattered all on her own.
Next Chapter ->
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Makoto Naegi: Celestial magic.
Hajime Hinata: Shadow Dragon slayer magic, became a dragon slayer in the same way as Laxus.
Komaru Naegi: Celestial magic.
Kaede Akamatsu: Sound magic.
Shuichi Saihara: Link magic
Byakuya Togami: Ice magic.
Celestia Ludenburg: Card magic.
Nagito Komeada: water magic (for his whole woe is me my magic is weak... But is not)
Peko Pekoyama: Requip magic
Chiaki Nanami: Light magic.
Byakuya Twogami (Ultimate imposter): transformation magic.
Angie Yonaga: Pict Magic
Korekiyo Shinguji: Dark Eciture
Junko Enoshima: Archive magic but disguises it as simply telekinesis.
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Phantom Lord, Fairy Feeling Ch. 3
The Job In Lupinus
Natsu wanted to know where Lucy had gone. They had walked together to the construction zone that was their guildhall, but as soon as they had arrived Gray had launched at him and he lost track of her. Planting his foot onto Gray’s spiky head, he looked around. He grinned when he found her, leaning on the bar talking to Mira.
“So were your celestial spirits mad at you? You know, for dropping your keys?” Mira was asking her.
“Yeah, you could say that. And there was one spirit in particular that was really PO’d with me.” Natsu moved over to stand closer to her, listening. Lucy looked lost in a bad memory, goosebumps erupting across her skin. The girl winced and planted her forehead on the bar, cupping her hands over her backside. “Just thinking about it makes my butt sting!”
Gray leaned against the bar next to her, holding his hand in front of her. It shimmered and misted with his frigid magic. He smirked and murmured to her, “I could cool it off for you.” Natsu’s brow furrowed at the offer, his mood souring a bit.
“That sounds like sexual harassment to me,” Lucy growled at him, which brought back his grin.
“Lucy, can you show me how red your butt is?” Happy was taunting her from behind. Lucy snapped at him, “You’re crossing a line cat!”
Natsu grinned at her. “What do you think about me making it sting more?” he chuckled darkly, letting his own hand alight with flame.
Lucy flushed and glared at him. Natsu laughed at her trademark yell. “What are you, the devil?!” Even so, she couldn’t hide her pretty blush from him, and he made a mental note to revisit the topic the next time they were alone.
-Excerpt from chapter three of my work, Phantom Lord, Fairy Feelings. Find the rest of it on AO3!
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