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Funguary Day 13 - Lilac Bonnet
#fraizer draws#art#nevverse#fungyn#funguary#funguary2024#mushroom#mycena pura#lilac bonnet#semifae#fae#fantasy
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FOTD #095 : lilac bonnet! (mycena pura)
the lilac bonnet is an agaric fungus in the family mycenaceae :-) it is widely spread across north america, & is said to glow faintly in the dark !! it usually grows beneath conifers or in leaf litter piles.
the big questions : can i bite it??
though it contains trace amounts of the toxin muscarine, some guides still call it edible. i do not recommend eating them !!
m. pura description :
"the mycena pura is a tiny to medium-sized mushroom. the cap is violet to purple when young but can change colour with age. it can be convex, flat, or bell-shaped. the gills are pale or pinkish in colour & get cross veins as they age. the stem is identical to the cap, hollow, & the same shade. there is no ring on the mushroom.
the cap ranges from 0.79 to 2.36 inches (2 to 6 cm) in size. the stem is 1.57 to 3.94 inches (4 to 10 cm) long & 0.08 to 0.24 inches (2 to 6 mm) thick."
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[fungus description : source]
#• fungus of the day !! •#[mycena pura]#: lilac bonnet :#095#||#fungus#mushrooms#fungi#mushroom#nature#earth#cottagecore#forestcore#foraging#mycology#fotd#mycena pura#lilac bonnet
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Feefal’s Funguary day 13! Lilac bonnet
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It's not Funguary, but I was bored and decided to draw mushrooms from photos, most of which I had saved for the challenge
I'm planning to draw mushrooms that match my OCs, but I haven't decided yet how this will be done (You may have seen one of them for 21 days with Giant Puffball)
#artist on tumblr#sketch#mushroom#fungi#boletus edulis#porcini#rubroboletus satanas#satan's bolete#mycena subcyanocephala mushroom#blue bonnet#laccaria amethystina#amethyst deceiver#nidulariaceae#bird's nest fungus#flammulina filiformis#enoki#mycena pura#lilac bonnet#lycoperdon perlatum#puffball#common puffball#phallus impudicus#common stinkhorn#mutinus caninus#dog stinkhorn
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Funguary Feb 13 - Demonic Lilac Bonnet - Mycena pura
Lilac Bonnet fungus is a common infection that afflicts Fae hiding amongst modern humans.
#mushroom#funguary#original art#fairy#faerie#original content#funguary 2024#funguary week 2#funguary day 13#demonic#lilac bonnet#mycena pura
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Week two is coming to an end and I've only managed one mushroom again… But what can I do, here's my "demonic" week post.
I had already started a different design for this mushroom, but then I wanted to read something about it so I could tweak it accordingly. And I found out that in Czech, my native language, it is called Helmovka ředkvičková, which translates to english means something like a radish helmet. And I couldn't resist changing the character design accordingly.
The character/mushroom doll has red skin like a radish, you won't believe how much urge I had to give her a goat brother, depending on what kind of radish that white root has. Well, at least I left the strap under the chin white…
She wears a helmet the same color as the original mushroom hat.
Her hair is green and leafy, like the leaves of a radish, but due to my poor art… it's just some random leaves on her head…
She rides a mini motorbike, she's small, she used to have papers, but they took her away, so now she rides without permission...
Enjoy her "company" at your own peril.
Yes, I was unable to finish her outfit…
#Funguary#Funguary 2024#Fungi#Mushroom#fungus#Lilac Bonnet#Mycena pura#helmovka ředkvičková#Verdant Flamingo is drawing#Character design#Demonic Fungi#2024#Procreate
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Funguaryyyy week 2 🌸💚
Mycena pura: They carry their deadly toxin, muscarine, in small doses. You'll find these little cults ranging from lilac, bright yellow, and white, gathering together in coniferous and deciduous woodlands and bioaccumulating the element boron. The saprotrophic lilac bonnets are also found to be bioluminescent, releasing a faint green light.
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Funguary day 13: lilac bonnet! A certified long boi with the back plates of an armadillo and the length of a weasel. Based on the Mycena pura (photo below)
Photo credit to user Aleksandar Dukić on Wikimedia Commons
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Fungi of the dark forest
amethyst deceiver
Pixie parasol
Bleeding tooth mushroom
Mauve splitting cap
Magpie ink cap
Cordyceps
Blue pinkgill / sky blue mushroom / entoloma hocksetetteri
Bitter oyster (Panellus stipticus) [bioluminescent]
Little Ping-Pong Bats (Panellus pusillus) [bioluminescent]
Green Pepe (Mycena chlorophos) [bioluminescent]
Lilac Bonnet (Mycena pura) [bioluminescent]
Bleeding Fairy Helmet (Mycena haematopus)
Mycena Chlorophos [bioluminescent]
Dead man’s fingers
clathrus archeri.
@residents-of-the-darkforest
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im going to talk to you about the afterlife in my ocverse/dnd campaign because i have no one else to do so with. Uh, pretty obvious but I'll be talking a lot about death and killing, also religion but not real religion and also a bit of unreality
so, when you die Rivaca (the got of spirits/souls) appears to wherever you are. From there, two things can happen
He makes a deal of sorts with you
this usually goes one of two ways. One, he basically shoves your soul back in your body and you have to kill someone in return. Two, you become a ghost, unable to leave the place you died in or if you died outside, a mile within the place you died.
He sends you to the underworld
pretty self explanatory, he takes you into the underworld on a boat with oars.
from here, you usually wait to be judged by the gods of the afterlife.
there are three; Hyius, Flairic and Myura
Hyius is the god representing and in charge of 'heaven'. It is't really called heaven but idk what else to name it. The top of his head is the mushroom Hypsizygus ulmarius (for lore reasons but maybe another day we'll dive into that), which is what his name is based off of. During judgement he reads off your good deeds.
Flairic is the god representing and in charge of 'purgatory'. The top of his head is the mushroom Fly agaric for the same reason as Hyius. During judgement he weighs your good and bad deeds, quite literally. He decides the weight of each deed, putting on the corresponding side of a scale, which is why the scale has become a symbol for him despite him being a minor god.
Myura is the god representing and in charge of 'hell'. The top of his head is the mushroom Mycena pura. Durring judgement he reads off your bad deeds.
People under 14 will not be sent to anywhere but 'heaven', though your actions from under 14 can definitely count against you as an adult.
Basically they're like santa. They watch your whole life and jot down anything bad or good you've done.
'heaven' and 'hell' are pretty stereotypical, I haven't worked on them too much, but 'purgatory' is pretty cool, at least I think so.
When you're sent to 'purgatory' you're usually pretty even on both sides. Flairic will tell you to wait while they discuss where you will go, and put you in there. It looks like a waiting room, if you stretched it out into infinity. There's a clock on the wall, and it never seems to go away. It stops at 11 though, and it only has a minute hand. The clock speeds up and slows down at random intervals. You start to forget things such as your birthday, the year you were born, how long you've been here, what year you died. Memories can seem like dreams. You can freely walk around and talk to people though, though some seem to preoccupied with waiting and refuse to talk
anyways yeah nobody will ever even see this in my dnd campaign why did i do all this
Waaaah!
That is TOO cool! <3
(And I do know the feeling. For OCs, threads and roleplays I plan all sort of sh*t and it never comes up in the end. xD Or simply nobody is interested. :'()
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INTERMISSION (vela) — the night lessons
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People whispered about the Chambers family.
Tanova Chambers ensured those whispers never led to anything more. She taught her children protection charms, which they crafted together at their kitchen table. They filled jars with ash leaves, holly berries, broken keys, and moonstones. They fastened the hinged lids and buried the jars around the cottage — to the north, south, east, and west — to ward away unwanted visitors. They freshened them each week. For added protection, they tied together oak twigs with red thread and pinned them to tree trunks.
Only visitors without harmful intentions could find the cottage. Anyone else who sought to badger the family lost their way, and they soon found themself stumbling out of the forest, back where they’d first entered. Even if they attempted (and failed) to find the cottage again, they eventually realized pestering the family took more effort than it was worth.
This gave the children plenty of freedom to roam and Tanova plenty of freedom to practice her craft. The front of the cottage held a small shop, where Tanova sold ingredients best collected in the nighttime hours so other people wouldn’t have to lose sleep gathering them. She offered the more magical items to anyone familiar with her trade who requested them.
Carina, Hesper, and Vela — three of her children — helped her collect these items. They often slept during the day, saving energy to navigate the forest after sundown. It still wearied them and left their feet sore and their eyes sensitive to daylight, and it sometimes felt more like a chore than anything. Even so, they found wonder and delight in their mother’s craft as well. Tanova seized the chance to teach them other elements of night magic at the same time.
Moon pixies guarded their hives and bit unwelcome intruders. They slept in these nests during the day. At night, they were fiercest when the moon entered a waxing phase. However, when the moon waned, they grew forgetful and drifted from their nests in search of food. During this time, the siblings carefully took tiny pieces of honeycomb from the hives. They stored the honey in jars and used the silvery wax to form candles guaranteed to last all night.
Some flowers bloomed only at night. The Chambers children gathered them in baskets and carried them to the cottage, where they moved them into pots or dried them to hang in Tanova’s shop. The delicate night phlox, midnight candy, released a fragrance of honey, almonds, and vanilla. White moonflower blossoms unfurled after sundown and closed when morning dew settled on their petals. Datura — the devil’s trumpet — looked similar to moonflowers, but it was highly poisonous. Tanova tested her children until they could tell the difference. They collected both. Tanova rarely questioned the customers who bought the deadlier type, nor those who sought other flowers for their poisons or toxic seeds.
The children learned to identify bioluminescent mushrooms as well. Panellus pusillus resembled viridescent string lights wrapped around tree branches. The bell-shaped caps of Mycena pura, lilac bonnets, glimmered a soft purple amidst dark green ferns. Panellus stipticus, bitter mushrooms, glowed a dazzling green after nightfall. The burgundy-hued Mycena haematopus, bleeding fairy helmets, oozed red latex when damaged. Tanova knew how to store them in a way that preserved their glow.
On full moon nights, Tanova sometimes invited her children to accompany her in visiting the pond deep in the woods. She bartered with the nocturnal nixies who swam there, trading pearls and adder stones for their shed scales and for permission to pluck the plants that sprouted in the silt beneath the water.
She also taught her children how to catch moonlight. The wide brims of their witch hats had eight small, glass-covered holes. Each lens suited a different moon phase best. The lenses filtered and magnified moonlight into narrow beams, making it stronger and easier to catch. The children held a magicked vial beneath the proper lens when collecting the light.
They also liked impressing each other by catching moonlight in their cupped hands as a show of talent. At first, Vela needed to rub a pearlescent potion on her hands before attempting the trick. It made the moonlight stick to their palms rather than slipping between their fingers. This was considered cheating, of course, so they kept practicing. Within a few weeks, they no longer needed the potion.
Combining moonlight with pure water and powdered moonstone created liquid moonlight, a substance that Tanova sold often. Kept in bottles, it served as illumination, though it went stale and faded by the next new moon. Poured into a dish, it helped with astromancy. Mixed with other ingredients, it allowed the creation of various elixirs, tonics, and potions.
Tanova mixed one such potion regularly. It was an ointment that, when rubbed on the eyelids, improved the user’s night vision for a few hours. Invaluable for nighttime exploration. It reduced the danger of stumbling over roots and falling down slopes veiled with darkness. Using light sources risked luring certain creatures who prowled the woods at night.
The children also memorized constellations and the myths behind them to gain a deeper understanding of the night sky. A way to get closer to the night, Tanova would say. She offered them leather-bound astronomy books to study, as well as books on night flora and the nocturnal beings who found homes and hunting grounds in the darkness. The children flipped through star-speckled pages and thicker, handwritten pages adorned with dried leaves.
Sometimes, they slept in the soil when Tanova’s night lessons left them too exhausted to drag themselves back to the cottage, or when the allure of the stars and fresh air tugged them outside. They liked making beds of moss between the roots of oak trees. Their mother’s charms brought them safety, as did Tarak, Tanova’s familiar. The massive dog — golden-eyed with pitch black fur — accompanied them on their lessons. When the children slept outside, he curled up beside them and guarded them — asleep, but still alert to any sign of danger. His presence alone warned threats to stay away. He provided better security than any protection charm.
Under Tanova’s guidance and Tarak’s protection, the children found freedom in the night — to explore, to dance, to sing, to laugh. They learned when to stay silent and adhere to their mother’s rules as well, though. Never wander alone past nightfall; don’t breathe too deeply around certain flowers and plants; don’t step in mushroom rings; don’t chase voices or sounds of music; don’t follow the trails of wispy lights that lead deeper into the woods.
Rules like these dissuaded Noelle, the youngest, from joining them. She also feared darkness from a young age. It haunted her. She imagined monsters lurking in every darkened corner. Past sundown, even with a nightlight in her bedroom, night terrors often dragged her from sleep. Only Tarak’s warm presence and a steaming mug of honey milk could soothe her.
Despite her mother’s encouragement and her siblings’ support, she couldn’t venture far from the cottage at night without crying. She stayed home with their father instead, whose steady presence reassured her. Though she couldn’t embrace her mother’s craft, she found joy and comfort in her father’s, and he welcomed her company.
Arthur Chambers could not catch moonlight, but he specialized in producing light of his own. It danced at his fingertips and swirled over his palms. His magic was warm and honey-hued, and it possessed a comforting quality. It felt like wrapping oneself in a blanket and settling into an armchair with tea and a book on a rainy autumn day. He didn’t consider himself a proper witch and instead called himself a light merchant. He traveled to sell magicked goods in darker places, where electric lights didn’t reach or didn’t suffice, or places where lighting a match could prove dangerous. Mineshafts, the polar circles. He even did business with deep sea divers at times.
His flashlights and lanterns required no batteries. His string lights and nightlights required no outlets. He also tucked light into spherical lockets he’d designed himself. When opened, the lockets glowed and illuminated the wearer’s surroundings. He wove light into scarves and stitched it into clothing as well.
Between business trips, Arthur stayed in the cottage. He entertained his family with stories about his travels, stretching the truth in places for the sake of drama. Shakespeare plays inspired him, and he sometimes invited Tanova or his children to join him in acting out tales. His family enjoyed the theatrics. Their laughter chimed through their home.
They were an odd family, and other people knew it, but they also knew better than to bother them. The Chambers kept to themselves in their cottage in the woods. They never caused much trouble.
… Most of them, at least.
#|☆| stories#|☽| vela ( stargazer )#(!!! hello hello here is the first part of the vela drabble bc naturally it got too long and i needed to split it up agdgdg)#(it’s a little all over the place tbh but!! i did enjoy writing it aaa)#(tanova had some Questionable teaching methods but they were very effective)#(vela’s sleep schedule is STILL messed up tho agsgdg)
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Funguary 2024 Day 13
👹 Week 2: Demonic
👒 Mycena Pura aka Lilac Bonnet
A cheerful and sweet-looking girl. But don't flatter yourself and especially don't try to become her boyfriend/girlfriend if your health is dear to you.
Other arts:
🧢 Mycena Subcyanocephala
🪸 Lilac Coral Fungus
🦃 Turkey Tail
☁️ Cystolepiota
🏮 Filoboletus Manipularis
�� Angel Wings
🧽 Penicillin
👹 Satan's Bolete
🌳 Silver Leaf Fungus
🗡️ Destroying Angel
🪺 Birds Nest Fungus
🧟 Dead Man's Fingers
👒 Lilac Bonnet 🍄
🩸 Bleeding Tooth
🪮 Black Velvet
🍜 Enoki
🍘 Dotted Stem Bolete
🌧️ Inky Cap
☕ Black Trumpet
🧤 Amethyst Deceiver
🍚 Puffball
Organizer: @/feefal
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Funguary Week 2!
We had massive power, communications, transport and train blackouts this week. I lost a lot of food in freezers and so on. But I'm still going. Things are a bit chaotic, but we are still going strong.
Funguary Feb 8 - Satan's Bolete Behemoth - Rubroboletus satanas
Funguary Feb 9 - Silver Leaf Fungus Ipos - Chondrostereum purpureum
Funguary Feb 10 - Destroying Angel - Amanita virosa
Funguary Feb 11 - Bird's Nest Fungus - Nidulariaceae
Funguary Feb 12 - Demonic Dead Man's Fingers - Xylaria Polymorpha
Funguary Feb 13 - Demonic Lilac Bonnet - Mycena pura
Funguary Feb 14 - Demonic Bleeding Tooth Fungus - Hydnellum peckii
#funguary 2024#funguary#funguary week 2#satan's bolete#silver leaf fungus#destroying angel#bird's nest fungus#dead man's fingers#lilac bonnet#bleeding tooth fungus#mushroom#fungus#fungi
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Epping Forest, UK, August 2020
Lilac bonnet (Mycena pura)
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Digital drawing May 2019
https://ddowmimxol.wixsite.com/dbmcollabo01
https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=75093786
#ncommercial#mycena pura#맑은애주름버섯#サクラタケ#擬人化#キノコ#иллюстрация#Illustration#illust#art#artwork#digital art#digital drawing#drawing digital#オリジナルイラスト#イラスト#イラストレーション#插图#mushroom#humanization#original character#original
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