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corwynnasmith · 13 days
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Writing/drawing prompt I want to see:
Someone keeps leaving roses on your doorstep, getting progressively more elaborate from a single long stemmed rose to a bouquet, an arch, and then even live rose bushes planted in your lawn. You try to spy who's doing it, but fall asleep against your will.
When you wake, there is a single crystal rose growing outside.
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monster-madame · 1 year
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Another fun monster lover rec, this time a m/m/f/m/m romance!
I really loved the world building in this one!
Book link HERE (affiliate ad link)
“Born into a family of witches, Orenda has the misfortune of being the sole member of her family born without magic. The smallest bit of magic that she can claim for herself is the ability to sense out magical talismans. She is drawn to them and makes it her task to keep the most powerful of them out of the reach of her family. Yet, when she comes across an ancient talisman in an antique shop, she is swept away by its magic into the fae world, but not unchanged.
Shrunk and stranded alone in the depths of the troll kingdom, Orenda must rely on the help of a hive of male pixies. Although they say that she is their queen, and lure her with every touch, they promise to help her return home. They are nothing like she’s ever imagined a pixie to be and give her a taste of a life that she couldn’t have imagined. In a world of magic, she—a magicless witch—strangely finds her place until events provide an opportunity to return to the human world. It leaves Orenda with a choice: to go back home or remain by their side?
Among pixies, although long-lived, they only have a opening of a handful of years to find their mates before the elders determine that the hives be broken and the males stripped of their breeding and mating abilities to serve as protectors for young unmated queens. Shavish is determined that his hive, though well beyond the suitable age of mating, do not come to a similar fate. His hive brothers Orel and Gwin may have resigned themselves to being guardians and Dazi retreating to his scholarly works, but he is not willing to give up yet. Although being mated to a small wingless queen wasn’t quite what any of them imagined, they resolve to not give her up. They will court their queen and win her for their own. The Pixies Queen is a m/m/f/m/m romance and does contain m/m.”
Book link HERE (affiliate ad link)
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kendsleyauthor · 1 year
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New G/t Fairy Book Available Now!
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Shards: A Shot in the Dark Anthology is now available on Amazon!
✨CHECK IT OUT HERE! ✨
More info under the cut!
Synopsis: Fairies and monster hunters aren’t supposed to be friends, but Sylvia has never been one to follow the rules. After yearning for a life of excitement, she finally has it with Jon and Cliff. Armed with her ice magic and an unwavering sense of adventure, she navigates unexpected paths that lead her to a bloodthirsty siren, a prank war gone terribly awry, a bitter betrayal, and a man-eating giant dwelling in the mountains. Featuring 14 short stories from the Shot in the Dark universe, Mary Dublin and Anne Kendsley flesh out new adventures with an emphasis on unique urban fantasy lore, found family, and wintery themes.
Please reblog and encourage your G/t and fairy-loving friends to check out our new book!! If you read Shards, we would love to hear what you think! 
Reviews are the best way for indie authors to gain traction. Thank you so much for your support!! 💖
@marydublinauthor​ 🌸
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self-written-god · 7 months
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T | 1543 | m/m human/faerie | fantasy elements | garden fairy, pre relationship
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He hasn't been to his childhood home in a couple of years. He wanted to, but his divorce pushed that plan down his to-do list.
Now that he was free from the annoying adult stuff in his life, he decided to spend some time reminiscing. Look through old photographs, and see if his mother gave away the green bunny he won in second grade.
The house felt smaller than he remembered, or maybe he was just taller. It was still more spacious than the flat he's been renting for the past few years. Upon looking around he was relieved to not see any cobwebs or as much dust as he anticipated.
He opened the windows to let in fresh air and gazed out towards the garden. It changed a lot from what he remembered. After his father passed away, his mom started spending all her free time there, and what once was just a gazebo surrounded by a few rose bushes, turned into a labyrinth of greenery.
He expected it to be overgrown and withering, but while a bit wild and unkempt, it looked as lively as ever. Life buzzed around, and the soft wind moved the tall grasses and leaves.
The trees he didn't remember were now so old that he looked around the kitchen to check if he was in the right house.
But there was no mistaking that red stain on the ceiling from the time his uncle had tried to get his dad into winemaking.
The side door needed oiling, the sound it made upon opening grating at his teeth, but he was surprised it opened at all. Usually, it got stuck after being unused during winter.
This, and the state of the garden made him wonder if his mother had anyone taking care of it. Certainly, no one would be doing it so long after she left?
The bushes weren't trimmed and flowers escaped their designated patches, littering the stoned path. Everything felt wild but not overtly so. Like a dog that listened only to the commands it felt like obeying. Alive and free, but not feral.
He took a walk around the garden, which spanned about two-thirds of the property. But unlike the house, it felt bigger than he remembered.
It might have been due to the changes it underwent during his absence. Flowers he didn't know the names of, trees that had grown throughout the years, topiaries that lost their shapes. There was even a small artificial brook slithering between the flowerbeds and decorative grass. Once again he wondered who was maintaining it. And paying the bills. The water must have been coming from somewhere after all. 
He decided to take a closer look the next day and was about to turn back when something shiny piqued his interest. Following the shimmer with his gaze, he found a scatter of decorative gems around the flowers and leaned down to further inspect them.
Under closer scrutiny, they looked like opalescent shards, each very similar in shape. He didn't take his mom for someone with a taste for such tacky decorations. They felt out of place in her garden, but he decided to leave them alone for now. Maybe it was the gardener taking care of this place who added them.
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Alarm bells started ringing in his head when he took a cursory look around the house and found more of the shiny tchotchkes in the guest bedroom. Million possibilities and questions started running through his head as he looked at the rumpled sheets, the overall lack of dust and the book left on the nightstand. Someone was living here.
He ran down the stairs and opened the fridge. It was dark and empty.
"What the fuck."
He took a look around instead. Spotted the dishes on the drying rack, and crumbs on the countertop. He hastily opened the breadbox to find a couple of buns left there.
Either his mother left someone in charge or there was a squatter he had to take care of. 
Dealing with people was exactly what he came here to avoid, so he wasn't thrilled about whatever, or whoever was coming.
There was a possibility that somebody saw he was coming and ran away before a confrontation could happen. How he hoped that was the case. For now, he decided to wait and keep at what he's been doing. 
The TV was still there, and so were many other expensive items, so at least he knew he wasn't dealing with a thief. Not much seemed to be moved at all, like whoever was here was sticking to the guest room, the kitchen, and of course, the garden. The rest of the house was untouched, although some cleaning must have been done now and then to keep the layers of dust at bay.
He'd been contemplating leaving a note and going out for groceries when he heard the side door creaking open. He thanked the hinges for announcing the hopefully-gardener and ran down the stairs the quietest he could.
His abrupt arrival startled the person nevertheless, causing them to drop the basket they were holding and send mushrooms rolling everywhere.
Unfazed by that, he just stared. The man, woman, the thing, shined the same way the garden shards did, like it had spread its skin everywhere. Everything about them was long. The hair, the limbs, even the ears. Behind them, dragonfly wings shimmered in the last rays of sunlight and below was a tail, its colours shifting and making him realize what he found earlier must have been scales.
Their eyes, big and insect-like, widened in recognition.
"You're James, right?"
Despite its delicate features and wearing what resembled a dress, the creature's voice sounded masculine. But his mama raised no animal, so he had to make sure before he started running his mouth.
"Uh, yeah. James, I use he/they pronouns. You?"
They smiled, a tiny thing that lit up their face.
"Iris, he/they too."
Now that he had this answered, he went further with his line of questioning. 
"Have you been living here?"
"Yes." Iris kneeled to gather the mushrooms. "I've been helping your mother for years. She lets me stay here and tend to your garden."
James got down as well to help out.
"How do you know who I am?"
"Martha showed me your photographs. You haven't changed that much."
He wondered if the toddler bath photos were also included there. The basket was filled back up, and he watched as his mother's secret gardener stood up and stretched, wings flapping behind him.
"What are you?"
Iris put the mushrooms in the sink.
"Martha's friend."
He had his back to James now and he could see everything. The bumps on his shoulder blades turned into wings, the spine between them covered in scales and expanding into a tail. The apron-dress contraption he was wearing was tied above it, but the skirt part was cut in the middle so the tail could roam freely. The tiniest move and the fabric would part, giving anyone behind a full view of his ass.
"Sorry, if I knew I had guests I'd wear something more fitting for company."
James looked up but Iris wasn't turned in his direction, focused on cleaning his forage.
"I don't think anything would make me stare less," he admitted, getting a full belly laugh in response.
"What, you don't have men this handsome back in the city?" he looked over his shoulder, fluttering his eyelashes. James let out a surprised laugh himself. 
"The kind with wings? No. Sadly, no."
"Travesty."
A travesty indeed, he thought, watching the expanse of skin in front of him.
"I'm a forest spirit. A fairy, if you will," Iris said, finally, and it made as much sense as everything else on this day, but having any kind of explanation put his mind to rest. James settled on a kitchen chair and just watched him for a moment.
"I'm gonna stay here for some time." He wasn't sure if he should ask for permission first. It was his mother's house but Iris was the one taking care of it.
"Okay. It would be nice to have someone around again."
Eventually, James stood up and plugged in the fridge. It buzzed into life.
"Why aren't you using the fridge?"
Iris frowned at him.
"I only make enough to eat so there's no leftovers."
James made a face. He lived on leftovers most of the time, but a fairy guy probably could spend his time cooking three times a day.
"I'll go get groceries. Need anything?"
Iris mulled it over and a sudden glint in his eyes told James he was about to request something embarrassing. He reflexively rolled his eyes. 
"Yes, I can get you pads, laxatives, or adult diapers. Just say it."
The fairy just kept looking at him, unfazed.
"Some lube and condoms would be nice."
James wasn't going to blush. He was an adult, they were both adults. At least looked like ones.
"What kind?" he asked, like a reasonable adult man that he was.
The grin he got in return was in no way innocent and faerie-like. All inhuman parts took reins and Iris' gaze turned, predatory.
"Whatever you like most."
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bam-stroker · 8 months
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Hands you all the bug twink from my fairy romance one shot.
His name is Spark and he is a firefly bug fairy (still gotta figure out how to draw his lil buggy butt bit)
Inspo pictures underneath!
For his hair it's like a yellow and red carnation flower
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And he has a sort of breeches look
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Also the bug in reference to the type of fairy he is : )
Aren't they cute??? They just have big ol' eyes and look so polite and sweet
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triciamfoster · 1 year
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argonskies · 10 months
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One of the players in our campaign married a fairy, and it has sent me on such a fey romance spiral what a Vibe
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themagicalmolly · 1 year
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𝔉𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔍𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱 by 𝑀𝑜𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑜𝓋𝒾𝒸𝒽
OUT 12/9
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sweetbunnytears · 2 months
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forsapphics · 30 days
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Art by @ soapap
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illustratus · 1 month
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La Belle Dame sans Merci by Paul Julien Meylan
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thebibliosphere · 11 months
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Lore of the Wilds by Analeigh Sbrana -- available for pre-order now!
A Library with a deadly enchantment.
A fae lord who wants in.
A human woman willing to risk it all for a taste of power.
In a land ruled by ruthless Fae, twenty-one-year-old Lore Alemeyu's village is trapped in a forested prison. Lore knows that any escape attempt is futile–her scars are a testament to her past failures. But when her village is threatened, Lore makes a desperate deal with a fae lord.
She convinces him that she will risk her life for wealth, but really she’s after the one thing the Fae covet above all: magic of her own.
As Lore navigates the hostile world outside, she’s forced to rely on two fae males to survive. When undeniable chemistry ignites, she’s not just in danger of losing her life, but her heart to the very creatures she can never trust.
Release day September 5th, 2023
More pre-order links are incoming as they generate.
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Hey booklr! I'm posting this on behalf of my friend Analeigh Sbrana (@literaryxqueen on insta), who doesn't have a Tumblr. Her debut novel, Lore of the Wilds, went live for pre-order this morning, and I'd love it if we could show it some love.
Analeigh tried for two years to sell her story to trad-pub, but the vibe was that trad-pub didn't want to take the risk on a Black Fae fantasy adventure set in a breathtakingly descriptive magic kingdom in a market currently flooded with white fairy romances. So, she took matters into her own hands and joined the ranks of self-pub.
Full disclosure: I worked on this book as a proofreader, and I loved every minute of it. I kept forgetting I was supposed to be working and reading ahead. I scheduled a week to finish reading it in did it in 3 days, and the only reason it took so long was that I had to actually pause and work on it 😅.
So, if you like:
-🍄cottage core -✨fairy core -📚light/dark academia vibes -🌈a diverse cast of lgbtqia+ Black characters -💘romance -����🏾‍♀️ being kidnapped by a fairy prince to tidy up his cursed/enchanted library and coming into your own magical powers as a result, then Lore of the Wilds might just be for you!
Here, have a sneak peek of what the physical books will look like:
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(ID in alt) The book will eventually be available in eBook, paperback, and hardback--Ana's just having a time getting the links to generate. I'll post them as soon as they're live.
Please do consider giving LoTW some love. It's such a fantastic book, and I'd love to see it thrive where trad-pub left it to fail. Thank you 💖
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insomniac-arrest · 1 month
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Once upon a time . . . there was a wicked queen. A hungry wolf. A thing in the dark. A dragon thief. A falling star, crooked in the sky. The lines between heroine and Other, fair and wicked, are illuminated in five transformative stories.
Five fairy tales, five perilous journeys, five star-crossed romances. A Snow White retelling that focuses on the wicked-queen-to-be and her mirror. A take on the classic parable of a deer pursued by wolves. A powerless maid making a deal with Shadows. A wishing star pursued to the ends of the earth and the knight sworn to return her to the sky. A princess trapped by a dragon with her only visitor a burglar.
The Crooked Stars is a collection of sapphic stories that shows there are many ways to read the stars and many ways for love to find a way into places it never was before. If you enjoy enchanting tales of adventure and magic, you'll fall in love with this mesmerizing collection that contends with the cruelty and beauty in fairy tales.
Official release date April 16th, 2024.
eBooks ✨ Paperback ✨ Goodreads
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It's here, IT'S HERE!!! My next new collection is on it's way and features two of my all-time favorite stories I've written. I am so excited. Please be sure to boost and leave reviews if you can. I am a small-time author and don't spend any money on advertising so word of mouth is how I get my stories to the world.
Gorgeous cover art by Megan O'Donell.
Website 🌸 Previous Work
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shintanilighthart · 5 days
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bam-stroker · 9 months
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I'M NOT EVEN FUCKING DONE WITH THIS THING!!!! Damn, I really have to say a lot about the twink fairy getting obliterated (affectionately)
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feli-artblog · 3 months
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