ANDHERA ACCENT DROP HELLO HELLO HELLO?!?!?

KISSES! Kisses for everyone!!

Honoured archfey and treasured companions 💐

Guy with man-faced dog acquires dog-faced man

Fun little factoid from Omar

THE LOVELIES !!! THE WINGS !!!

Just two friends getting a suit made/making a suit together!! No unresolved feelings here (I love them your honor. Either as friends or a romantic couple)

This drawing apparently took me OVER 14 HOURS???? I need to stop making ACoFaF fanart I just get possesed and forget to eat or drink and just draw

(Psst, I uploaded this as a print on my inprnt!! If you like ACoFaF and would like to support a small artist (me), check it out!)

The Accolade by Edmund Leighton but make it Binx/Andhera : )

me: we never got to see that croquet match though (thinks croquet is just fancy tennis)

Who’d you fall in love with?!

delloso de la rue is such an interesting character to me but I don’t think it’s for any of the reasons that the rest of the fandom likes rue for. oscar played them in such a metatextual way and it’s like, does he know? does he know how complicated and selfish and thoroughly flawed character he ended up creating? ruehob is so... fascinating to me and it’s not because I like the romance of it. there’s just such a twisted rotting core to it when you compare it to chirp & her wife, or even binx & andhera (and it’s FANTASTIC. I wish people didn’t shy away from how truly miserable ruehob is because that’s what I’m into)

it's like. you are delloso de la rue. you are an owlbear, under a spell of glamour. you have chosen to serve the court of wonder and at heart, you are a romantic. this year, you are planning what they say will be the very last bloom, and you are drowning in the narrative perfection of it. 

you do not like the court of wonder. you do not like the duty you hold. you do not like that you are in this pretty, lithe form you have chosen for yourself. but here are things you do like: love, romance, and EXCITEMENT. you meet two lords of the wing and you want to bear witness to love matches so badly that you make a wager for it. you want this to be the last, best bloom. you want this so ardently and selfishly that you are willing to fall for the first person you see who will fit this narrative (star crossed monsters in courts that don't accept them, what could be more perfect?) while ignoring everything you already have - because it's not enough for you. 

you say want love but you HAVE love. you say you want acceptance - but you could have that, too. you don't want love, you want the CONCEPT of love - the kind that people read storybooks about, that little owlbears dream of at night. you want romance. you want to be swept off your feet. you don't want acceptance, because acceptance and love is duty and you are beginning to hate the concept of duty. acceptance is (as hard as a knight pledging themselves to a different court for the sake of someone they love) as easy as realizing that of all the forms that the fae can take an owlbear is nowhere NEAR the most monstrous. the queen of air and darkness isn't even corporeal, half the courtiers of hoof and claw are feral beasts - but that realization is not grand enough for you.

you meet hob and you hold his paws in yours and you tell him (with tears in your eyes, so they sparkle better in the moonlight) that you feel - not alone - for the first time in your life (because it's something someone in a sweeping romance would say) and you (forget wuvvy, who followed you from her own court and accepted everything of who you were and repackaged herself smaller, neater, tidier like you, because that's what you wanted in the court of wonder) tell him that no one will ever use him again (while you use him to satisfy that hungry selfish hole in yourself that demands not LOVE but ROMANCE) because you love (what he represents, could represent for the grand romance of the sweeping fairytale you imagine your life could be if only someone loved you) him.

every fandom i do fanart for gets at least 1 (one) serious piece and 1 (one) shitpost. that is the deal

The thing that gets me is that through the whole maze, Andhera was so adamant that it wasn't about what you did, it wasn't about sheer brute force. It was about who deserved it.

And in the end it is him who finds it, this thing that would bring greater standing to his family, this thing that would show that he CAN do this, he IS a force to be reckoned with, even without needing the help of others.

And they don't even think about it.

He doesn't even for a moment consider keeping it for himself. They give it to Binx, and there's no inkling that it's a favour owed. He doesn't even want her to know it was him who did it.

They give it to Binx, because they think she deserves it more.

I saw @gendercents ‘s post and well... here we are

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Prince Andhera said that one of his greatest accomplishments in life was that he once folded (I don't remember how many) a bunch of paper bats. He has a rain cloud anytime he feels strongly. If it rained, the paper would get wet and he wouldn't be able to fold it. Does he consider the bat folding to be one of his biggest accomplishment because it means that he was able to go that time without experiencing happiness while still doing something he enjoyed

its always 'you look pretty', 'you are beautiful' and never 'you make an excellent frog'