#fantasyfox

[indigodingoo]

Some OC art again! This fox with horns lady is called Call Of the Rushing Wind. For short you can call her Wind or Willow tho :)

[tarloyscreatures]

Just some scribbles for private use. I will post the finish result soon:) #scribbles #steampunk #steampunkfox #fantasyfox #ilovefoxes #wip #workinprogress #fantasyfox#fantasycreatures #fantasyart https://www.instagram.com/p/Ciur3DUDohQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[enjoydrawingwithmary]

Watercolor Illustration Fantasy Fox

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

I found this on tumblr https://www.tumblr.com/peachy-pineapples-2003/711589357142867968/when-cardan-was-under-command-of-jude-what-would what do you think would happen?

i expect he would simply lie down.

[thevirginwitch]

I did some shadow work that did not make sense for this life, do you think your shadow self can carry past life traumas and you will be able to work through past life traumas through shadow work?

Unfortunately I don't think I know enough about shadow work/past lives to give you a half-decent answer.

Anyone who may have some guidance - feel free to RB/reply!

[pollyaunt]

Can you write a multi chapter fanfic of what if Justin Duarte survived but Madoc took the twins and Vivi to live in faerie with him, madoc love Jude and Taryn very much in this AU BTW, like my interpretation of canon and he still loves them no matter what, but Jude ends up having amnesia during her exile, and Justin finds her, and knows she’s his daughter and keeps her away from faerie, and faerie is suffering because the land chose as it’s queen and is basically causing famine strife and illness to fae until Jude comes back. And the fae realize they have to get Jude back

mhm anon, i do take requests but i cannot promise that when it comes to multi chapter ones. i gave up on them years ago and as im focusing on my original writing, i dont think i can write a multi fic au for jurdan at the moment. so sorry, but if you have a one shot idea or smth, im most definitely down to write it.

you can most definitely request other jurdan accounts out there though!

[pijulle]

To see you again A Jurdanfic I've written for @fantasyfox-101, with the prompt: "Cardan has been waging war with the undersea with madoc who he convinced to accept hil as its king he has won and now he wants jude to come back, he decides to come pick her up at the mortal world when he finds her she is holding a baby"

[visd3stele]

What if...?

requested by: @fantasyfox-101

summary:

a/n: sorry it took me SO SO SOOO LONG. i barely got a break from uni. studying drama is easy, they said. get a real job, they said. and i'm over here working 14 hrs a day.

tw: ANGST. SAD ENDING. CUSS WORDS. DEATH. MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH.

Blood soaked through his bright colored tunic, changing its golden yellow to a deep, autumnal copper. If Cardan was there, drunk beyond senses, he'd laugh about it. How stupid the color looks on him, how dumb the fox proved to be, stabbed by his own wife. If Valerian was there, he'd have killed the ungrateful human on spot for daring such an act of treason against His Majesty's best friend. But if Nicassia was there... oh, if the fair, beautiful, cunning Nicassia was there, she'd tend to his wound, cleaning his open flesh with cold hands of a sea creature taking pity on a dying man.

One might think pettiness alone kept Locke alive. Pettiness and a dire need of vengance. One would be absolutely correct. For months he hide in the woods, using the old tunnels of the Court of Shadows to his own benefit. Collecting secrets, intell, the upper hand. Letting revenge grow roots in his heart, spreading its ugly, thick brenches in the fox's body.

And Locke made sure to nurture it. Feed it until it filled him and his whole body became revenge. And when the time was right, Locke made sure his plan would leave everyone who wronged him in the deepest despair.

"Garret," Locke greeted the blond man before the half human could even step out of the shadows of forest. The fae made a home deep inside the ambush of trees, in a clearing so deep in the woods no one would look for it.

"Lighten up, old friend. I have a job for you."

The Ghost kept silent. Once upon a time he hoped his human nature would protect him from odd fae rules, like the secret names and the power they hold. But Locke made sure to challenge his hopes and crush them to dust. Now, the young spy was bound to serve three masters: the jester, the killer Madoc he was sold to as a dawry and the Queen he chose. All of them having conflicting goals.

"Firstly, I want you to tell me what Madoc wants from you."

The Ghost opened his mouth to protest, but before any sound could come out, Locke already spoke again. "I know he called you to him early this morning."

The half fae sighed, closing in the distance between him and his interlocutor, forcing his mouth out of the miserable smile woven in his lips.

"He wants Jude kidnapped by the Undersea. He planned it all, wants me as bait."

"Interesting. The father turns against the prodigal daughter. Very well, then, follow through with Madoc's plan. With Jude out of the way, Cardan's, that traitorous snake, a way easier target."

"You want to kill the king?" The Ghost gasped. He could do nothing but obey Madoc against his friend and queen, but he hoped – no, he counted on – Cardan, whose love for Jude was plain to see even through blinding fog, to save her. If Locke commands him to kill Cardan, then Jude has little hopes to make it out of the Undersea. A faeling would barely survive it's cruelness, much less a mortal, with frail lungs and breakable mind.

"No, Garret. You do. You were struck by a surge of affection for your dear, late king Dain and, in your righteous rage, decided to dispose of the usurpator."

"When? How? This is insane, Locke, you're going too far!"

"Hush, hush, hush, now. No need to get loud. Here, I'll let you choose. You can kill Cardan first, make sure to tell him Jude sent you and stay with his paling corpse until you're sure all life leacked out of his cold body. Or, you could have a trip to the mortal world. How you must miss it, dear you, half human. Take in the sights, breath some mortal air, visit a certain Duarte family, take a page out of Madoc's book and leave but death behind."

"What?"

"Come now, Garret, you're a smart individual. That twin bitch Taryin tried to kill me. Took our son with her in that garbage pit she called home. I want her dead. I want her to suffer. And I don't want anyone who'd try to avenge her make it out alive."

"What if someone sees me?"

Locke raised a delicate red eyeborow at him. You know the answer, it told The Ghost. And, sadly, he knew. "Kill any witness," he whispered, angry eyes making a hole in Locke's.

The foxy fae pat his cheel in mock approval. "Good boy. Off you go. I don't care about the order, as long as I have my dead bodies by the week's end."

"This week? Taryin is still pregnant with your child."

Locke shook a hand in the air. "Doesn't matter. They'll die together, isn't it what she wanted? To be just the two of them?"

The Ghost took several steps behind. Horrified doesn't begin to describe how he felt. He knew Locke, his twists and sick humor, his pride and his ego. But he never imagined such depravation in the fae's soul.

"Locke, think about it..."

"Shut up!" He cut The Ghost off. And the spy had no other choice but to obey. "You will do as I say, I had enough time to think about it. Go!"

And the poor half human made his way out of the forest where he burried his last shred of heart. Left it to rot alongside his dignity, will and sense of self, long since deceased under Locke's games.

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Madoc's plan was fulfilled, much to The Ghost's dismay. Long after Jude dissapeared he stayed on the edge of the water, trying to glimpse through all the way to the Undersea palace to see his friend.

But Locke's words pulled him by the collar towards his other duties. The end of the week was coming with tomorrow's dawns and he had four people to kill, if only there wouldn't be casualties. Of course he wouldn't have that luck.

The Ghost chose the palace. Cardan might want to save Jude, but so would the Bomb and the Roach. She didn't need the king specifically. And he couldn't yet face the time he was supposed to run a blade through the woman he loved. Perhaps he never will and thus won't be able to go trhough with Locke's command. The fae law would punish him, if Locke wouldn't get to him first, but that won't matter.

Perhaps he should try it out now. See what the consequences of refusing a direct order given to his real name were. See if such thing was really possible before he left Elfhame without rulers.

"Hello, Garret." That annoying, familiar voice broke through the loudness of his mind.

"What are you doing here?"

"Enjoying the show. What's the point in hurting your enemies if they don't know it was you?"

So the two snuck inside the palace, following the underground routes to the King's rooms. Cardan just found out about Jude and to call the state he was in fury would be an understatemant.

"Cardan, my old friend, marriage doesn't agree with you." Locke mocked. And for a second the king's eyes chilled, numbed and defocused trying to understand the sight in front of him.

"You," Cardan's brows knitted together, "you're supposed to he dead."

"Oh, don't let my death pain you so. I'm alive and well. But you won't be for long." The fox's smile darkened, motioning for The Ghost to step into the dim light of broken lamps.

"Ghost? What is the meaning of this? Jude, I– I can't find her anywhere, no one knows where she is, I need you to find Bomb and Roach..."

"Cardan," The Ghost intrerupted harshly, closing his eyes tight to shield himself from the sight of the broken man in front of him. "I can't. Jude... you won't see her again, she's down in the Undersea."

Taken aback, Cardan made a go to the door. Locke stepped in his way, ready to push him and laugh just like he used to in their childhood. But the king barely noticed. "Nicassia," he kept murmuring. "She'll know what to do to get Jude back."

"You're not listening!" Locke allowed his voice to slip into a yell like he never did, brought to the surface by the slight mention of Nicassia, again being used by the same boy that broke her heart. "Your Jude is lost to the sea, Cardan. No one knows, perhaps she went willingly. Betrayed you again. Poor her, a simple human wouldn't know the sea is only loyal to itself."

As Locke spoke, Cardan's knees became weaker and weaker until they cave in and the High King of Elfhame fell to the ground before his jester. "She wouldn't. She loves me. I'd know if she died." He kept repeating. The mumblings of a fool's denying mind before it breaks for good.

And Locke laughed. "Don't worry, my king," he bowed mockingly until his forehead touched Cardan's. "You'll be reunited soon enough. None of you should have disregard and discaed me."

And with that he motioned for The Ghost to bring forth his killing arm and let it fall upon the snake king.

A gasp wiped the smile off Locke's charming face. Nicassia. He would have recognized her voice anywhere, even with one breathy sigh.

"Locke? How? What? What have you done?"

The Ghost slowly turned, dagger ready to be thrown into the unfortunate witness heart. "Wait!" Locke screamed. "Not her. Go to the human lands, finish your job. Now!"

Alone with his love, Locke tried to touch her. Hug her against his chest, away from the blood seeping into the carpets of the royal suit. But Nicassia took a stept bak. Two. Three. Until her back hit the wall of the corridor.

"I can explain..."

"I thought you were dead. They said, Cardan said, Taryin..."

"She tried. And our king didn't care. We're his oldest friends. Only friends. Yet he cares more about a daring mortal and her family. He had to pay for it. Just like the human twins and their own have to pay for what they did to me. To.us."

"Us?"

"He used you." Locke approached her swiftly, taking a strand of blue hair and twirling it between his fingers. "He used me and those human girls disrespected us. You should have been queen, Nicassia. Ruling over sea and land. He let the human steal it from you. Helped her. Turned a blind eye to my death and accepted my killer just for that Jude of his. It's not right. I want to make it right. Let me. Join me."

Nicassia locked eyes with her former lover for the first time. She saw the frenzy in their orange, but she also saw the love he had for her. Nothing changed, then. She wondered is he saw the changes in her. The forgiveness. She wanted to help Cardan and his queen, see them happy.

But now Cardan is dead and her mother will kill Jude soon. There is only one future for her. There always was.

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Later that night The Ghost didn't return. His body laid cold in a puddle of blood. His and The Bomb's and The Roach's. The best spies in the realm saw him walking out of the palace, soaked in fresh blood. The rumor of the king's death spreaded, with Locke and Nicassia offering to take over until young Oak in the human realm can take the crown. Of course, Locke hoped The Ghost would have killed the boy too, but he knew better than to rely on soulfull fools.

The Bomb and The Roach connected the dots. Asked him about it.

"Vivienne. Her lover. Taryin," he choked out his confession. He hoped they'd kill him, but survival instincts are strong in a fighter of his calibre, even when he wishes for death.

They fought and they butchered each other, greeting their rulers together on the other side.

Locke was charming, Nicassia was loved and Oak wanted nothing to do with his birthplace anymore. So, the crown forgotten, sitting loopsided on a drunk king's head, Locke and Nicassia stepped in a new distanity of fae and mer folk alike.

[imaginemyuniverse]

“Kitsune’s Fiery Soul” is available @redbubble in my shop imagineuniverse.redbubble.com. I love it turned out on a bunch of these products! Please follow me for more animal artwork! #kitsune #kitsunes #fantasyfox #ninetails #ninetailedfox #ninetailfox #ninetailsfox #fantasyart #fantasy #fantasyillustration #fantasycreature #fantasycreatures #mythicalcreature #mythicalcreatures #mythicalart #mythicalbeast #mythicalbeasts #digitalart #digitalillustration #digitalartist #fantasyartist #fantasyartwork #imaginemyuniverse #findyourthing #redbubble #redbubbleart #redbubblestore #redbubblecreate #redbubbledesign #redbubbleartist https://www.instagram.com/p/CeeD02vF9bE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mysticreflections]

Of all the winged foxes I have done, this would be the first with batwings. This has nothing to do with my longing for fall and Halloween to get here…nothing at all 😁🦇🦊 This batty Fox is now available on my Etsy Store. Etsy.com/shop/mysticreflections #polymerclay #handmade #oneofakind #ooaksculpture #sculpture #collectibles #fox #batwings #mysticreflections #animalpals #fantasyfox https://www.instagram.com/p/CSZl79TLpLs/?utm_medium=tumblr

[tarloyscreatures]

I had so much fun to do this comission of another Steampunkfox 🥹

the Steampunkstyle is one of my favorite and I am really looking forward for do more Creatures of this kind. :)🦊🦊🦊

#sonya6300 #steampunk #steampunkfox #fantasyfox #ilovefoxes #oneofakind #oneofakinddoll #cute #handmadedoll #uniquedoll #stuffedtoy #dollstagram #toyslagram #toystagram #fantasycreature #fullhandmadedoll #fauxfur #fimoart #softsculpture #ooak #kawaii #ilovesteampunk #artisan #artesanía #fimocreation #handmade

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

Ok do you think if someone used their true name to order them to lie, Faeries could lie? Or end up in a repeat cycle or end up like rumplestilskin and rip themselves in half or just lay down this is Holly black’s faeries btw

the beauty of language is that words have multiple meanings. so if you were to say, "Larkin Gorm Garrett, I order you to lie", i expect he would lay down on the ground, because that is another meaning of lie that he can easily accomplish without putting himself through An Ordeal.

however, if you were to be more specific with your words, and say, "Larkin Gorm Garrett, i order you to repeat after me for the next five minutes. i am a mortal girl who did not poison Liriope." i think maybe that might be a way to circumvent the system. though, i suppose it depends on which holds more weight in their system of magic: words or true names.

i also have a theory that lying just causes faeries a great deal of pain, which is why they "can't" do it, and i may or may not have gotten this from my faerie folklore studies (but i can't quite remember).

of course, only Holly herself can tell us for certain 😌

–Em 🖤🗡️

more theories and analysis

[thevirginwitch]

Ummm I recently learned about retrogrades and how they affect the physical world and you, do you really think retrogrades or planet retrogrades may affect you mentally? Enough to affect your relationships, mood and health and spending habits? If so do you have any tips to make the best of planetary retrogrades instead of being affected negatively by the planetary retrogrades?

Hey! Thanks so much for your question!!

I'm still a beginner in astrology, and to my knowledge, 'retrogrades' are more of a trick of the eye than an actual physical difference: "Apparent retrograde motion is the apparent motion of a planet in a direction opposite to that of other bodies within its system, as observed from a particular vantage point."

With that being said, I somewhat believe that astrological events have some influence on us - I mean, look at the moon and the tides! If the moon can have influence over the oceans, it only makes sense that other planets can have rule over other things, too.

The "best" things to do during certain astrological events really depends on the events themselves - for example, with astrological events happening with Jupiter, it might be helpful to focus on gratitude and success - with Venus, it would be helpful to focus on love, art, and creativity.

[rikercreatures]

Our pretty little rose covered fennec fox. Handmade fantasy creatures at rikercreatures.com and facebook.com/rikercreatures 

[ramonaart]

Another character work in progress #foxgirl #fantasysketch #fox #fantasy #comic #characterdesign #quicksketch #pencil #drawing #fantasyfox #cutesketch #cookbook #characterart #characterconcept #fantasydrawing #pencildrawing #foxgirl https://www.instagram.com/p/CDA-FdGjPjJ/?igshid=1d8axwqazxtr9

[jukira]

Fantasy Fox by Jukira

Hab mit Acryl wieder etwas rumprobiert x3   Das Weihnachtsgeschenk für eine Freundin von mir~ Hab diesmal mit Wasserelementen herumgespielt und hab danach noch mit Wasservermalbaren Stiften rumprobiert ^^ In Englisch (Translator);' Have tried again with acrylic  x3 A Christmas present for a friend  ~ Have played around this time with water elements and have also use water-soluble pins ^ ^