#trollcore

[trollmaiden]

The duality (Alignment) of the word fairy

Edit; this has been updated the new Chart is pinned

Please I have learned from my mistakes

[gloryfore]

Magical pathways 🌲🦌

[crowcottagecore]

* t r o l l • t o l l *

~ images from pinterest ~

[camaraclicks]

[edwardian-masquerade]

“There is nothing like looking if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.” — Thorin

[danior]

🌿 my leaf bag is... in the beginning stages of coming together 🧡 Bag - Pin

[wishbonewitch]

My crow hoard ❤ what do you see?? More indepth coming soon!!

[longest-titty]

i just want to be coated with mud and riddles

[thehalftrollscholar]

Once upon a time, there was a little troll, in a little town, who lived under a little bridge in Alpena, Michigan. He had a good father, a human, a wise she-troll for his mother, and three wonderful little monsters for his little sisters.

While his mother had been born under that same bridge, and his mother’s mother, his great-grandparents had been from the old country.

They were both as troll-ish as a troll could be. And they were proud of it. After they left the old country, they moved to a little village full of other Trollish families, and they’re daughter’s first language was Trolluk. But they’re daughter grew tired of the old ways, and never taught her children about being a troll.This meant, after centuries of tradition, the little troll’s grandmother had ended it all, just like that. But his mother never minded, she didn’t think much about that.

So the little Troll never learned to speak Trolluk, never learned Trollish holidays, and never really learned about being a troll. He was never angry, or resentful. He just felt out of place. It didn’t help that his human father had never much cared for his family history.

One day, the little Troll stoop caring.But one day, the little Troll read a fairytale. An old one, one he had heard only when he was very, very, young. And it made him excited! The way the names of the people and places rolled off his tongue in a strange language, and the way they described the tall mountains, the mossy swamps, and dark forests!From then on, he immersed himself in his heritage, listened to Trollish songs, read stories and histories, began learning the traditions. Even set himself on learning Trolluk.And something amazing happened, I’m as he learned, his mother started wanting to learn with him, and one of his sisters too!

They began talking to the elder Trolls, started speaking to each other in the old tongue. It was amazing. And the little Troll set himself on learning everything he could.He didn’t know it all yet, but he had learned that he loved his family’s history, and found pride in carrying on their legacy. His legacy.

And even if he would have to relearn all the old ways, dig through manuscripts and journals, he would carry the legacy, with a toothy smile!

[trollmaiden]

It’s time to Be a Adult and mythologize your local Flora, Fauna, Rivers, and rock formations,

No that isn’t just a birch tree,

That’s the Sisters Rosamund, Lyonesse, and Miranda, They are under a shape shifting curse and trapping themselves inside a tree is the only safe way for them to figure out how to break it.

Leave them Ribbons, or crystals, Your secrets, your Social security number, whatever you think they will like

[gloryfore]

it’s a heart shaped mushling fairy ring 🍄🧚🏼‍♀️

[xxthe-emo-frogxx]

Shuffles iv made

[norsmythart]

[justsomemetalchick]

[wanderingtranslator]

Spotted at a unique bookshop! Gotta pay the troll toll!