They All Call Themselves Fairies. Considering That They Are All Fairies.

They all call themselves fairies. Considering that they are all fairies.

There are three courts, for lack of better term.

Fairies are divided amongst the three, ever since an incident surrounding one of the four fae royals. The following council, would prevent any repetition of the incident. The remaining fairies were allowed to sort themselves amongst the remaining three royals, deciding the restrictions that would be placed on their magic.

Those that threw their lot in with the younger sister, were seen as the weakest court. This court, so often demeaned with labels such as troll and anti-fairy, would remain close to nature and their magic would be tied to superstition. Theirs wanted as little do with humanity as they could manage.

Those that sided with the brother, were seen as a bore. This court, mockingly called pixies, would be weaves into the working of humanity. Theirs was industry and deal-making and influence the bureaucracy that kept it all in motion. Their magic wasn’t spectacle; it’s was versatility.

Those that chose to follow the older sister, were seen as gluttonous and hedonistic. This court, that was only entertained by the sneered title of imp, would focus on being known. Their magic left a mess wherever they went, making humans believe in them, making humans fear them, making humans love them. They were the only court to create new fairies, changelings that would be sorted into one of the three courts based, not on any choice of their own, but on whatever bets the council had made.

After annexing of the fourth royal, all magic use at the hands of the fey became wreathed in laws and rules and oaths and promises. Complicit and consenting, they were reduced to spirits by their own hands.

The fairy mind was a bizarre thing to comprehend.

@nerves-nebula

Accidentally fucked Vicky over in this au by making her more neglectful and dismissive than outright cruel. If she was just the worst person in the world, Cosmo and Wanda wouldn’t consider retribution until they actually cared about Timmy. Unfortunately, Vickey’s disinterest towards something they find to be extremely entertaining is a pretty grave insult.

Also, just as a whole, I toned down Vickey.

She still sucks, mind you. She’s a huge dick. But it’s an unfortunate situation.

Vickey’s parents suck just as much as Timmy’s do. Problem is rather than being super understanding and sympathetic about they’re shared trauma, she just doesn’t register that that treatment is bad.

To her, Timmy is more than old enough to take care of himself. In her eyes, she’s just there to make sure he doesn’t get kidnapped or run away or something.

So, when he starts asking her to do any of those things she’s being paid to do, she gets snippy and pissed off about. Because, Timmy is obviously just doing it to be annoying. That voice in her head telling her she used to be just like him, is clearly calling her out for being whiny bitch child, not trying to get her to give this kid the support and attention she never got.

Then there’s clearly some horror movie shit going on in the Turner house. And it’s surrounding Timmy. And it fucking sucks for her specifically. Vickey hates that this is her problem, now. She can’t help but feel like his parents should be handling it. Trying to stop the fae from abducting your child feels like the bare minimum job of a parent.

This whole situation allows her some perspective on what child neglect looks like, at least.

Doodles!!!

I’m reveling in the biblically accurate x-rays from a new wish. They really understand my vision. But I want them to go a little to the left about. I need them to get less Bible and most Lovecraft.