Most colourful of all is the firstborn fairy of spring, with his brilliant wings and bright body, and his laughter is known to eternally echo within the Great Forest itself, meant to unnerve those who enter it unwelcomed. He is the one the Big Folk knows best of all, and yet nothing of as well. He is the one to strike terror in their hearts as soon as the snow has melted, for soon he and his kin will descend upon their homes to plague them with insanity-inducing bites, meant to torment them for days as they attempt to recover and shield themselves.

Ink is the one who forms bonds with fairies and Big Folk alike, and he is the one most shrink under, for unlike his winter counterpart, he is the one who approaches and comes too close. Ink is the one who will lean in, with a wide and happy smile; glittering eye lights, and fluttering laughter – only to push you over the edge as your sanity breaks and your reality shatters.

Bright, beautiful colours are signs of venom at this moment, and you ought to be wary. Merciful, kind, and playful might be his nature for his own kin, but for the Big Folk, his kindness might be the sharpest dagger of all. Do not trust him.

Everything about Ink just pops and that is exactly what I had envisioned for him, @aoi-kanna. You’ve done a marvellous job here at making Ink just look so petite and delicate, and so, so harmless. He is anything but that! He is so lovely, and I am so happy that I let you have a go with him. You’ve done wonderfully!

Ink by comyet

Fairyverse Ink design by Lunnar-Chan

Fairyverse is incredibly adorable🥰

fairy!error belong to @fairy-verse

Ill-tempered and bitingly cold is what winter is often seen as, with blinding snowfalls and wicked winds that cut into your skin, yet there is also an eerie silence that accompanies the thick blanket of snow that covers the island itself. If you stand still near the winter fairies mountains, then you will hear nothing, for the mountains themselves shield the winter fairies from prying eyes, but shall you somehow find your way to go all the way west on the Firstborn Meadow, then an eerie song will echo in the distance. The sounds are sometimes deep, and sometimes loud and sharp; and always so jarring and cold. The waters on the lakes are freezing solid, and it is the only way the Firstborn fairy of winter can let his own voice trail and form into uncanny songs far too strange for any Big Folk to understand.

Error holds nothing secret during his winter. It is the time of year when you’ll see and know him as ancient and ethereal, and the sounds of his songs will not falter… until the winds of spring are near.

You’ve succeeded in portraying the otherworldly nature of this darling fairy of winter, @aoi-kanna. Error is definitely the strangest looking of the Firstborn fairies, and though they all are so incredibly different and mystical to even other fairies around them, Error certainly has always possessed that special unique appearance; beautiful and terrifying, just like his beloved winter. Wonderful work!

Error by loverofpiggies

Fairyverse Error design by Lunnar-Chan

There is a tale among the Big Folk that speaks of the Firstborn fairy of summer. Lovely and fair he’s said to be, with the light of the sun itself encasing his bones; warm and welcoming. It is said that his is the voice to calm all who hear it, and some even believe it can heal the mind of all its troubles. Whether that is true or not they cannot say, for it is an unfair truth that none of them have ever laid eyes upon him; and for as long as the Firstborn fairy of summer remains in his valley of radiance and delight, none of them ever will.

Thank you for always putting such beauty into your work, @aoi-kanna, and what more, for allowing me to see it with my own eyes. You’ve made the lovely fairy Dream a wonderful sight to behold, and this illustration gives me comforting storybook vibes… it’s almost reminding me of the fairytale books I had as a child, full of pretty pictures.

Dream by jokublog

Fairyverse Dream design by Lunnar-Chan

She dances for the moon’s gentle light, calling it closer to her warm embrace as the soft breeze of a cold wind caresses her ecto and silks. With blackened wings that shield the splendour beneath she flies above her land to bless her fairies with autumn’s grace. Elegance is her veil and celestial light her shroud, and even as she walks amongst her fairies their deep longing speaks of a hidden distance between them. She has broken apart from their world centuries ago and to this day only appears as a walking painting for them to gaze upon, but never fully envelope. So, instead, they watch her dance and sway in the air as the light of the moon envelops her for them and makes her smile.

Version 2

Thank you, @aoi-kanna! You exceeded my expectations by creating these two lovely illustrations, and I couldn’t have been happier with the results. Thank you, thank you again! Mwah!

Nightmare by jokublog

Fairyverse Nightmare design by Lunnar-Chan

Killer has been known for his strong will and unending storage of energy, and though there are not many who know of his true origin, few can deny that he possesses a certain elegance that no true spring fairy could ever hope to display, even if they deeply desired it. He is lithe and sharp of tongue, daring and persistent, and he harbours a strange ability to befriend those who are either deemed too dangerous to interact with or those perceived as too odd and different, even by fairy standards. He certainly has a hunger for adventure and peril, and while many fairies would see it as disastrous to lose the tiara they were gifted at their coming-of-age ceremony, Killer only viewed it as a mild inconvenience.

You’ve succeeded in making Killer appear scandalously flirty in this illustration, @aoi-kanna, and I am absolutely loving you for it. You even had me admit that he’s sexy here, and that is quite the feat, especially since I so rarely use that word! I am a proud member of the “Fairies with Strong and Shapely Legs Club.”

Killer by Rahafwabas

Fairyverse Killer design by Lunnar-Chan

With a mind riddled with insecurities regarding his nature as a hybrid of summer and winter, Cross often fails to notice how handsome he really is; with a beautiful ecto and wings, a strong physique, a deep voice, a pretty face, and a rather surprising height for a season fairy.

Cross is as imposing as he is striking, and there is no other fairy that could ever compare to his individuality.

Thank you, @aoi-kanna. I know I've already rambled on and on about how much I love this illustration, but I really can not say it enough because Cross is so LOVELY in your style. You will forever hold my affection, especially so since you've made it so I can't stop staring at his legs. Gods, he's gorgeous.

XTale Cross by Jakei95

Fairyverse Cross design by Lunnar-Chan

“Killer.”

The call of his name had been so soft and sweet he hadn’t believed it possible to come from Nightmare himself, least of all on such a bright day as the firstborn fairy of autumn rarely wished to come out during daybreak, and yet as he turned towards the great tree which gave Nightmare’s underground nest its structure, he came to see the firstborn sitting upon a raised root.

Stars and wishes alike, he couldn’t prevent his face from slackening as awe and disbelief painted itself across his whole skull. Nightmare had always been beautiful, from the moment he laid his hidden eye lights upon him, and long before that as well, but now, as he stared in shameless wonder, he couldn’t even begin to set words upon the emotions that racked and destroyed his soul from within. Clad in near-transparent silks of shimmering iridescent colours, Killer took in the sight before him, wishing he could permanently burn it into his wings so he may look upon it over and over again.

Nightmare smiled, a soft blush of colour blooming across his cheekbones.

Killer had a visible reaction to it; his soul nearly curved across his chest.

“Months of courting and unabashed flirting, and a simple dress and a smile leaves you at a loss for words?” Nightmare questioned, clearly taking a lot of pleasure from the current situation at hand. It wasn’t often he managed to render his ever-chattering fairy silent, but now, as Killer stared with open admiration, Nightmare found himself enjoying it; immensely.

Killer couldn’t let that taunt linger in the air.

“Simple? Why, my queen; the silver moon in my darkened sky, there is nothing that could ever be simple about you,” he said, regaining his composure as he approached and knelt before Nightmare. He took the hanging silks into his hand, keeping eye contact with his queen, and kissed it tenderly. “Don’t judge me so heavily for admiring the only light in my everlasting night.”

Nightmare’s blush darkened and he turned his head to the side. “Flatterer,” he said, though his voice lacked any bite. Killer had struck a tender spot, one that was easily softened under his warm caress.

“Only for you, my queen.”

Thank you once again, @aoi-kanna, for making my fairy Nightmare stunning beyond words. I just love how he seems so flirty in this illustration, but really, he must steal Killer’s words from his mouth every now and then. He cannot allow his handsome red fairy to fly around unpunished for all his brazen proclamations of love and devotion. Killer, for his part, will for once keep his mouth shut about this so-called punishment. How could he ever complain about this?

“I bear no love for the Big Folk, yet their strange traditions of setting lights out in the night and hanging dried oranges, sticks of cinnamon, and stars made of wood in their windows have their odd charms. Many decorate their trees of pine with strings of paper and glitter, and there are ornaments of deer, goats, ice crystals, and men and women with woollen clothing and red hats and scarves.

Some of the Big Folk even appear to dress in either grey or deep red clothing trimmed with fur of white, and they sing and hop around as they carry sacks that jingle and chime.

They are all so… strange, yet I find it all so… endearing. Perhaps it is time for a comfortably cold and clear winter’s night they can all enjoy.”

Artwork created by the wonderful Kinotura over on twitter. <3

Fairy Error created by valacre

Fairy Error design created by lunnar-chan

Error by loverofpiggies

Lumin & Mimble

Artwork by @l0mochi0l on twitter.

He is the fairy of autumn and spring, of endings and beginnings. He is the grace that is his mother and the wildness that is his father. Beautiful and unpredictable he travels across the lands of the fairies in search of adventure and wonderment, tireless in his want to see more; and hear more. With the lantern of winter white light, he fears no darkness as he braves the territories of trolls and wraiths. With smiles and laughter, he stalks the big folk in their cosy homes, trying to see what their short lives are like.

Often, he is gone, but always he returns to those who hold him dear, whether it be a mother or a lover.

I just love the way you made my Lumin’s eye lights appear so alive in their relatively passive state. It’s almost like he’s feeling mirth over something he knows that we don’t, plus it feels as though he’s looking directly at me. I love it! It gives him an unsettling look despite his loveliness. Thank you, @aoi-kanna!

Lumin by Valacre (me!)

Lumin's design by Lunnar-Chan

The Elegant Beauty of Autumn

“And before you were the firstborn fairy of autumn in all her grace and wisdom, for even among her own kin, it was her who grew to learn of her powers first, and her the others turned to in need for guidance and comfort. It was she who lost her original purity, and yet regained it as the land took pity upon her broken soul.

Oh, how her loveliness conquered the corruption overflowing her, for not even the strength of her own curse could hide away what the green hands had spent so long sculpting to perfection.”

Artwork created by @aoi-kanna

Fairy Nightmare designed by @lunnar-chan

Nightmare by jokublog

Horror: Huge, scary, has an unblinking red eye light that’s bulging in his socket, grotesque crack in his skull, often smiles wide when he’s stressed and anxious (uncontrollable) which makes fairies more frightened of him.

Also Horror: Loves cute and pretty things, speaks in a gentle but deep tone, is aware of his strength, and will cradle anything smaller than him with the utmost care, weak for kisses of any kind.

Dust: Petite, soft, a very pretty fairy of few words, loves to snuggle with his gentle giant, clingy, often stares unblinkingly but his eye lights are very beautiful so other fairies don’t mind it too much; a typical, lovely summer fairy.

Also Dust: Homicidal, murderously protective of his loved ones, has uncontrollable magic that makes him far stronger than he looks, has a way of making his petite appearance terrifying once he’s hunting you, enjoys causing dread in other fairies, will intentionally say things that scare others so they back off.

٠ ࣪⭑ Fairy Dream ٠ ࣪⭑

I am the humming of bees and clear skies.

My touch is as warm as the sun and as soft as a butterfly’s wings.

I bring laughter and endless joy with the brush of gentler winds.

Summer is the time for rest and peace of mind as you forget the struggles of seasons past.

Artwork created by @lunnar-chan

Dream by jokublog

٠ ࣪⭑ Fairy Error ٠ ࣪⭑

I am the frostbitten skin and shivering of teeth.

I am the wails of wind and snow, and the beauty of glittering ice.

I erase all colours and lay down a white canvas.

I bring with me the hand of death, for my Winter will consume the unprepared.

Artwork created by @lunnar-chan

Error by loverofpiggies

٠ ࣪⭑ Fairy Cross ٠ ࣪⭑

Cross, a fairy of summer and winter; loyal and devoted.

Artwork created by @lunnar-chan

Cross by jakei95