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Bernadetta von Varley ([personal profile] bravelyathome) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-04-05 02:54 pm

Fae Fancies! (Closed)

Who: Bernadetta and plotting partners!
When: Throughout the month
Where: Various locations
What: The full moon is bringing about one more full Fae. And she's feeling mischievous and impulsive...
Warnings: Cute pranks, theft... Seriously, it probably won't be that bad. But as usual there will be a warning for possible mentions of past child abuse just in case.

Prompts will be in the comments below for the sake of organization!

For reference Bernie's physical changes will include the following:
- A shrinkage of a foot (she's now 4'5")
- Damselfly wings that are nice and long and purple
- Some purple scaling along her legs, arms, neck, and back. Tiny bit goes onto her face.
- Pointed ears
- Thin antennae near her temples coming from her hair
- No whites to her eyes and upon closer inspection they'll look compound despite their human shape
- Eyes (still human shaped) will be larger in appearance
- Body releases glittery dust when it's touched so sparkles EVERYWHERE

During the full moon the physical changes will include:
- Wings shifting in color
- Longer fingers and limbs to look sinewy
- Eyes electrically bright with magic
bloodypath: (Consider me unconvinced.)

[personal profile] bloodypath 2020-04-06 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Spend the morning in the study, he though. Do something different and read a bit about abjuration, he thought. When he went to get his coat and cloak for an errand before dark, Hubert found... nothing.]

[The moons were full, Hubert knew; he made a habit of tracking the phases. Bernadetta's end of the Bond had been... giddy, but that's been increasingly common as her fae changes progressed. He didn't think much of it at the time.]

[He sighs.]

[After a long moment, Hubert follows the vague tug of the Bond—he knew she was relatively close, and with the vague direction of down there was likely only one place the Fae could be.]

[When he makes his way down the cellar, using the door instead of teleporting in for once, he isn't sure what he was going to find—but his Bonded curled in the corner, in a pile of his clothing with the grey rat perched on her spindly wrist watching her work with curiosity wasn't one of them.]

[A faint rattle draws his attention up to the shelves, where the little brown-and-white rat was exploring the top of the shelves. Hubert shakes his head and sighs as he shuts the door behind him, descending the steps.]


Really, now. Could you have left me one?

[The Bond shows that he isn't angry—patience tinged with a little exasperation, but not angry.]

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betweenduskanddawn: (Oh THIS will be fun.)

[personal profile] betweenduskanddawn 2020-04-06 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
I just don't know why anyone would take my cloak...

[Corrin was saying, probably for the fourth or fifth time, as she and Edelgard made their way down the street. There was much chance of finding it, but it had been an excuse to go out in the elate evening, at least. She was about to say something else when a flash of red caught her eye.]

Hey, isn't that? Wait!

[And off she went charging around the corner, sliding to a stop as she came face to face with...all those plants. What?]
unyieldingmarch: <user name=crimsonflower> (Stunned)

[personal profile] unyieldingmarch 2020-04-06 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
I don't understand it either...it's so strange.

[Edelgard blinked when Corrin ran ahead, and she hurried to catch up, skittering around a corner just behind Corrin.]

Corrin, what...?

[And then the illusion hits, the forest building up around them. She whirls, already slipping a hand into her pocket for a hidden weapon in case this was an attack.]

What's going on?

[And then they start spraying water, everywhere. Edelgard gasps in surprise, spinning in another direction to try and see what is going on. It looks ridiculous, but even moreso when the attack stops.]

...I'm dry?
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[personal profile] crestfallenfor 2020-04-06 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[There are a... few... small ways for him to know she has the cloaks, but they're subtle, and unique to them, because of their strong bond. For one, she'd felt... mischievous, today, just before things started going missing. And a little while after that, she felt pleased with herself, and content.

So he can make a pretty educated guess as to what happened.

That said? He leaves her be for quite a while, at least until the daily chores come down to doing laundry. Then he has to raid her nest, unfortunately.]


Bernadetta? Can I come in?
finesseblade: do not take (15.)

[personal profile] finesseblade 2020-04-08 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...Okay, so. Not what he expected to be waiting for him outside the training hall. Spitting out confetti, Felix blinks after the errant pitcher plant, too stunned for a moment to give chase.

When he finally recovers, he immediately sprints after the damn plant. ]


Bernadetta!

[ His ears perk up, trying to trace the source of the sound, but it's harder to follow in an illusion, and when he turns a corner—whoops. He bounces off a wall, stumbling back. ]

I can't believe... is there some key to this that'll get you to let me out?

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[personal profile] usurpers 2020-04-06 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ the only reason eren hadn’t been “home” (read: he’s a nomad, but there are places where he stops if it isn’t just an actual hole in the ground), was because he got caught. saved, maybe. helped and put away in another fae’s house and— god, there were no words. just that it set him off like crazy and he couldn’t get away from mikasa until morning where he jumped out the window. nude. you’d think it was the walk of shame but there’s panic! it was way too close.

then he gets to a den, to try and dust himself off of the wild berry scent when . . . there’s more. it’s everywhere. it’s inside and all over his things, and, miraculously, none of his hoarding objects had been taken. he could tell if one was in someone else’s hands like an innate magic ability, a trip wire that sets off a massive alarm in him and brings him here.

but, no. nothing of the sort was gone. only one of his favorite ponchos, the one he’s been using since his arm wings began to grow. it’s— it’s everywhere. bernie was here, he could undoubted smell her and her fae dust and oh, bernie what have you done. he was drugged up all night by fae dust and now one teases him, enters his home and leaves a “gift”. there are flowers. everywhere. he’s cold sweating at the thought— but what if she stayed? she could’ve stayed. she’d be safe, if he were here, she’d be free to do what she wanted as long as he was around to overlook and make sure no soul would interfere and— he leaves his den in a hurry. eren only puts a single poncho on, for you to have an idea. no shirt underneath, no pants, no soles for his dragon feet, especially not when the weather is warming up.

and now he’s here. he’s found her efficiently, and how could he not? she was changed, from his height he could only marvel. his pupils were blown until no blue would come of the iris. he was jittery and hot and breathing harder than he should. his shadow casts over her, and he watches on as he assimilates: his clothes are being used. she’s all over his clothes.

from standing, he slowly crouches, and continues to crouch to her height whether she’s realized it or not. his tongue is having a crazy flicking time and only one thing is thought: fae, and white noise. ]

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[personal profile] loverboi 2020-04-08 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ you know, if this were anyone else, lance might've been a little upset at being glitter bombed. okay, plenty upset. and his initial response to being glitter bombed is to be completely surprised. he freezes in place, trying to process what just happened -- and then he hears a familiar voice and wings fluttering. he looks over at bernadetta, the culprit...

and after a quiet moment, he starts laughing.
]

What the quiznak, Bernie?!

[ and then he'll take some glitter on his shirt and try to smudge it on her! ]
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[personal profile] plasticasshole 2020-04-06 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[It's an odd feeling, walking into an illusion like this one. He shouldn't be here, he should be on his way home. But then the flower petals cover him and he hears giggling, and he turns to find the source of it.]

Hello?

[He brushes petals off his shoulder, though there are still several in his hair, and walks closer to where Bernadetta is.]

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[personal profile] stopfen 2020-04-07 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mikasa wasn't easily fooled. But she was a fae, and carious about most things that she shouldn't be. Especially when she couldn't feel anything dangerous. Her instincts had never been wrong. Even if that had taken a darker tone after Eren had told her the truth of them.

She doesn't walk into the trap. So much as she crouches there, pulling the string, pupils large and black as she tries to work out it's purpose. FOR WHAT REASON WAS THIS HERE?

Then the blanket flops, and the flowers land on her. Sparkly flowers? Mikasa just looks, slowly turning to the noise, some flowers still hanging out on her head. Then her large black eyes focus.

She sees you there, being cute.]

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[personal profile] stardustish 2020-04-06 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ well, in sylvia's case, she's going to get surprised by the pitcher plant. she lets out a loud gasp as it dances. ]

Whoa!!!

[ she actually thinks it's kind of cool before it disappears. then she looks around, wondering where it went -- and suddenly, there's someone apologizing to her frantically. sylvia blinks a few times. ]

Wait, did you do that?

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[personal profile] sing_for_me 2020-04-09 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Alex freezes as the water hits her, her finned ears growing larger and her black and gold scales appearing throughout her face where she got hit. She hears the apology, though she can't see all that well as she has to remove and wipe down her glasses. Her sclera darkens to a pitch black, but being outside of water, her eye sight remains poor. ]

It's..It's fine, don't worry.

[ Alex finds it difficult to be mad when she sounds so apologetic. ]

I'm just glad you didn't go for my legs. But..can I ask what that was for...?

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[personal profile] mensrea 2020-04-07 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ One late morning, after Stiles has done another round of job interviews, he settles on a bench at the park, content to just people watch as he slowly unwinds before heading home. At the first few flowers that appear in his periphery, he twists around in his seat, expecting to find someone nearby with a basket of them or something. But he’s seemingly alone. ]

…Huh?

[ Blinking, he turns his face up to the sky. Seemingly without a source, flowers are slowly drifting down on him. The colors are beautiful, though he doesn’t recognize the species. Now thoroughly invested in this strange phenomenon, Stiles stands up and takes a few steps away from the bench – only for the shower of flowers to follow his position. To test just how dedicated this magic is, he runs a short distance away. A carpet of flowers trails after his wake. ]

Um, hello? [ he calls out, bemused and curious. ] Are…are these for me?

[ Well, obviously, Stiles. ]

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