USUK - Dark vs Light Fae
anonymous
May 12 2011, 14:29:46 UTC
"Unlike modern concepts of fairies as tiny, charming creatures flitting from flower to flower gathering nectar, the Fay are not necessarily pretty, small, nor kind. As representations of natural forces, like nature itself, fairies may be dark or light, gentle or violent, benevolent or cruel, beautiful or grotesque. They may not only be any size, but may also take any shape."
Alfred is dark fae and Arthur is light fae. OP wants an AU in this setting. It might be similar to Angel/Demon setting but OP is sure A!A's are able to pull it off, right?
Bonus 1 - Up to anon whether it ends with USUK/friendship/love-hate. But avoid pairing them up with other characters, please. Bonus 2 - If possible, M-rated fill would be loved. Let it be violence or/to smut! Bonus 3 - MAGIC! Battle? Use of human source as energy? Anything creative! ^ o ^ /
Just different [1a/2]
anonymous
May 13 2011, 02:29:51 UTC
Not above anon, but I wanted to take a crack at this. I totally based America's behavior off of the best-case-scenario of the "Fair Folk" entry on TV tropes. Trufax. I used 'faerie' instead of 'fae' because to me 'fae' sounds too much like a general, as if I would say 'human' instead of 'man.' Sorry if it's not as long and plot-iful or violent as you would have liked. Still hope you enjoy it until other!Anon comes back and provides you with a better fill~
"Hey, Artie! Artie, Artie, Artie! Come on man, ya gotta talk ta me." The annoying heathen said as he chased after the other faerie.
"I must do no such thing." Arthur said, looking back over his shoulder.
"Come on, man. Throw me a bone. You're being a total asshole. I haven't done anything and you're still treating me like I personally killed your dog and fed him to you."
"Oh, I'm sure you've done worse."
"See? That's exactly what I'm talking about."
"Look, Alfred, I really do not have time for this right now."
"Why not? We're fae. We've got all the time in the world."
Re: Just different [2a/2]
anonymous
May 13 2011, 02:30:56 UTC
With a sigh, the other faerie said, "Now, this is why I don't keep pets. They're a pain in the ass. They're always trying to run away, or accidentally killing themselves, or actually needing to eat-"
"He's not my pet!"
"Right. Don't worry; the hero will get your human companion from the mean old river."
"Alfred!" Arthur yelled. What on earth was he planning?
However, it was too late. The other faerie had already jumped from the tree, changing into his preferred form on the way down: a tall, well-muscled blond wearing a black tunic, almost ordinary if not for his inhuman beauty and the unnecessary but magnificent wings sprouting from his back. Conceited twit.
With a smirk, Alfred stood and looked at the boy, still struggling to get air into his lungs. Almost lazily, he lifted a hand. The boy' body floated out of the water. No, Arthur realized, was pushed out of the water.
That was right, dark fae had other powers: powers to manipulate the elements, to change matter as they pleased. Alfred was… he was saving one of Arthur's humans. Well, he
( ... )
Re: Just different [1c/2]
anonymous
May 13 2011, 02:32:20 UTC
Above should read 1b/2. A!A is dumb sometimes
Another thought crossed Arthur's mind, "You're not planning to eat any of them, are you?"
He held his breath, waiting for the other faerie's answer. He didn't want to have to fight him. It wouldn't end well. Whenever two fae had an argument that got physical, there was always massive damage both to the physical world and to the civilian population. Alfred was certainly formidable, but Arthur was very good at what he did. His healing and shielding spells were some of the strongest in the City of Light, and he was able to summon a massive force of weaker fae to assist him easily. However, in the end, wouldn't Arthur still lose when his family's house was destroyed?
Thankfully, Alfred just shrugged and said "Nah. Humans taste gross and make me sick. I do like the milk and honey they leave out for us, though. Think I can get any of that?"
"We'll see," Arthur conceded, glad that he wasn't going to lose any of the people he was trying to protect.
They plodded along in relative silence, except for
( ... )
Just different [2a/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 00:43:56 UTC
Hi! I'm back, and hopefully this time I'll remember to put down that I updated this (failed back on Thursday). Oh, also, in this chapter there's a bit of CanadaxUkraine and past DenamrkxEngland (plus implied DenmarkxNorway. Because that's how I roll. STILL not done (grr…) but I was too much of a lazy ass Saturday. But part 3 WILL be the final part and is in the works, actually.
"So where is your stupid city anyway?" Arthur asked once they had gotten far enough away from the house that the light faerie had decided that it was safe for Alfred to regain his ostentatious preferred form. At least the idiot's wings were folded neatly behind his back and not spread to allow him to fly circles around the more sensible faerie.
"Not far," he said, smiling annoyingly brightly, as always, "It's back by the river, actually. We live behind a waterfall."
"Come again?"
"A waterfall. All of our cities are behind waterfalls or in cliffs or something. What?" He asked, looking puzzled, "Where are yours?"
Arthur sniffed, "We have portals in the middle of the
( ... )
Just different [2b/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 00:45:07 UTC
"Ah," Arthur said, "Yes, that happens."
"Well, could ya turn it off?"
"Why ever should I do that?" He demanded, scowling, "The reason light faeries glow is so that we can find our way around. It would be pure foolishness to blind myself in enemy territory!"
Alfred looked genuinely hurt. There was an honest frown on his face, and his eyebrows were scrunched up in a way that couldn't be faked, "I'm not your enemy, Artie, what do I have to do to prove that? I saved one of your kids, I promised not to hurt you, and I'm even going to show you my house and my friends. What else do I have to do?"
The light faerie bristled. What did he think he was playing at? Arthur was no fool. He knew how the world worked, and he was not going to be taken advantage of. The boy was obviously manipulating him, using some dark magic to make himself seem trustworthy. The only reason that he was suddenly thinking all this was that he had been foolish enough weaken his spell now that they were in his world.
"Alfred, you're a dark faerie." He hissed, "You're evil by
( ... )
Just different [2c/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 00:46:14 UTC
Arthur continued to stare in the other faerie's direction, but still did as he instructed. He could hear his own tense breathing and rushing heartbeat. He willed himself to relax further, until he could hear Alfred's calm and steady breaths. There was the rush of the waterfall outside, but there was also a trickle of water inside the cave. Arthur could tell that it was leading somewhere deep inside, but where? He felt the slightly damp stone of the cave floor beneath his bare feet and the cool wind coming from the heart of the cavern upon his face. He could feel Alfred's presence in front of him, strong, dark, and intensely magical. However, he also felt someone else to his right, still dark, still magical, but not so strong or overbearing. He was very different from Alfred and although he was a dark faerie, Arthur was astonished to find that he wasn't afraid.
"Who are you?" He asked, turning to face the stranger.
"Ah," Said a soft, smooth voice, "So you can feel me too? I wasn't sure you would notice anything over Alfred." Arthur could
( ... )
Just different [2d/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 00:48:14 UTC
"It's the same thing. We like the dark better, but you have to have a little of each."
Arthur didn't reply. It was his way of acknowledging that Alfred had a point without having to say it out loud.
Alfred didn't seem to feel the need to say anything either, but he was obviously getting more and more excited as they approached his city. The Glowstones became larger and larger, occasionally creating images, such as trees, fish, and occasionally humans. Sometimes they were abstract designs or patterns. Soon, there was enough light coming from the walls that Arthur could find his way without Alfred's help, although he hadn't bothered to pull his hand out of the other faerie's. It was because he was distracted by the pictures. Certainly. After a few more minutes, the two of them took a harsh turn and Arthur was faced with a truly magnificent sight.
He had been expecting the city to have gates. He had expected them to be tall, menacing things made of black metal and covered in all sorts of grotesque images. What he hadn't expected was a huge
( ... )
Just different [2e/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 00:49:31 UTC
Alfred droned on and on about all sorts of different shops or landmarks. Arthur was surprised to find that the tour wasn't that different from one he might have given of his home. Of course, he would have used better grammar, but the substance was comparable. What's more, from what he was able to make out of the buildings, they were even built in a similar style: two-story affairs with a shop below and home above, with roofs that were either perfectly flat to make more living space or slanted but covered with ornamentation since they didn't need to protect the rooms below from rain or changing seasons. In both cities, the castle of the King and Queen was at the very end of the main boulevard. In the City of Light it was pure white and covered with statuary and fountains whereas here it was covered in a mosaic of Glowstones like the arch, but other than that seemed the same. Arthur wasn't sure if it made him feel more at ease, or even more put off to be somewhere so much like home.
After they had walked several blocks, Alfred turned and
( ... )
Just different [2f/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 00:50:24 UTC
Suddenly, something clicked in Arthur's head, "You mean that your brother and the human…"
"Yes."
"But…"
"I know."
"…Ew."
"That was my response. But he seems to really love her, and she loves him, and I like living with Matt. It's just one more reason that I haven't been able to eat humans or have pets for seven hundred years. Anyway, I don't wanna have to talk about that." He walked across the hall and opened the door, "This is my room. Come on in."
Arthur looked around. The first thing that he noticed was that it was a mess. Books and figurines littered the floor. There was a small path that led to the bed in the far corner, which had all of its sheets wrapped in an untidy bundle by the foot. Next to the bed was a desk covered in papers, pens strewn all over the surface. The bookshelf next to the window was half-empty, no doubt because most of its contents were upon the floor. The only neat part of the room was a table on the other side of the window, which had a large orange Glowstone upon it. No doubt that it was only tidy because there
( ... )
Just different [2g/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 00:51:03 UTC
"So what?" Arthur finally asked, "I have the right to cry if I want to. And it's not like you're supposed to follow a stranger who's in tears."
"Oh, damn it. I didn't want you to take it like that!"
"Look, it wasn't a particularly good time, so don't bring it up."
"But it's important to me," Arthur felt himself stiffen, "It's important to me because when I saw you crying there, cheesy as this sounds, I realized that I loved you. As soon as I saw you like that, I knew that I wanted to hold you and take care of you forever."
Well, forget what he had said about everything except for the last bit. "You shouldn't say things like that," Arthur said, blushing.
"Why not?" Alfred asked, "It's true. I love you, and I have loved you since I first saw you. The only reason it's taken me so long to get this far is that I haven't been able to find you."
"Alfred, I can't."
"Oh," He looked down, "I should have known that you wouldn't have felt the same way. I mean, it's really dumb, isn't it? I know we're really different, and our entire relationship up 'til
( ... )
Re: Just different [2g/3]
anonymous
May 16 2011, 01:53:43 UTC
Okay, if OP doesn't come back and say otherwise, you get USUK (I was actually kind of leaning that way anyhow, since England's beeing a little bit ukeish today and I've been writing too much UKUS recently)
You are biased. You are SO baised! XD But the way that I figure it, it's hard to blame him. Compared to fae, humans are short-lived, weak, and uncultured (in part because of the previous two). And I figure that it's harder for the dark faeries to understand since they don't interact with humans as often as light faeries. However, even to England they're not on the same level. It's kind of like how to most humans monkeys are just animals, but to people who research primates they're just a little bit under humans. Also, I have too much fun doing off hand little things like that. I guess I read too much Bartimaeus trilogy as a kid.
Emerging Artist anon?
anonymous
May 16 2011, 03:55:49 UTC
I drew this when I read your comment A!A xDDD I thought it was just too funny a remark http://i51.tinypic.com/fvbw9l.png So... it's not really a proper art of this fill or prompt... er... But I am considering making some art for your fill ^^ So I guess this is just a little hullo before I get into the proper pictures? xD
Alfred is dark fae and Arthur is light fae. OP wants an AU in this setting. It might be similar to Angel/Demon setting but OP is sure A!A's are able to pull it off, right?
Bonus 1 - Up to anon whether it ends with USUK/friendship/love-hate. But avoid pairing them up with other characters, please.
Bonus 2 - If possible, M-rated fill would be loved. Let it be violence or/to smut!
Bonus 3 - MAGIC! Battle? Use of human source as energy? Anything creative! ^ o ^ /
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Not above anon, but I wanted to take a crack at this. I totally based America's behavior off of the best-case-scenario of the "Fair Folk" entry on TV tropes. Trufax. I used 'faerie' instead of 'fae' because to me 'fae' sounds too much like a general, as if I would say 'human' instead of 'man.' Sorry if it's not as long and plot-iful or violent as you would have liked. Still hope you enjoy it until other!Anon comes back and provides you with a better fill~
"Hey, Artie! Artie, Artie, Artie! Come on man, ya gotta talk ta me." The annoying heathen said as he chased after the other faerie.
"I must do no such thing." Arthur said, looking back over his shoulder.
"Come on, man. Throw me a bone. You're being a total asshole. I haven't done anything and you're still treating me like I personally killed your dog and fed him to you."
"Oh, I'm sure you've done worse."
"See? That's exactly what I'm talking about."
"Look, Alfred, I really do not have time for this right now."
"Why not? We're fae. We've got all the time in the world."
"Yes," Arthur thought ( ... )
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With a sigh, the other faerie said, "Now, this is why I don't keep pets. They're a pain in the ass. They're always trying to run away, or accidentally killing themselves, or actually needing to eat-"
"He's not my pet!"
"Right. Don't worry; the hero will get your human companion from the mean old river."
"Alfred!" Arthur yelled. What on earth was he planning?
However, it was too late. The other faerie had already jumped from the tree, changing into his preferred form on the way down: a tall, well-muscled blond wearing a black tunic, almost ordinary if not for his inhuman beauty and the unnecessary but magnificent wings sprouting from his back. Conceited twit.
With a smirk, Alfred stood and looked at the boy, still struggling to get air into his lungs. Almost lazily, he lifted a hand. The boy' body floated out of the water. No, Arthur realized, was pushed out of the water.
That was right, dark fae had other powers: powers to manipulate the elements, to change matter as they pleased. Alfred was… he was saving one of Arthur's humans. Well, he ( ... )
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Another thought crossed Arthur's mind, "You're not planning to eat any of them, are you?"
He held his breath, waiting for the other faerie's answer. He didn't want to have to fight him. It wouldn't end well. Whenever two fae had an argument that got physical, there was always massive damage both to the physical world and to the civilian population. Alfred was certainly formidable, but Arthur was very good at what he did. His healing and shielding spells were some of the strongest in the City of Light, and he was able to summon a massive force of weaker fae to assist him easily. However, in the end, wouldn't Arthur still lose when his family's house was destroyed?
Thankfully, Alfred just shrugged and said "Nah. Humans taste gross and make me sick. I do like the milk and honey they leave out for us, though. Think I can get any of that?"
"We'll see," Arthur conceded, glad that he wasn't going to lose any of the people he was trying to protect.
They plodded along in relative silence, except for ( ... )
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*pats Arthur on the head* I'm sure it will turn out just fine.
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Hi! I'm back, and hopefully this time I'll remember to put down that I updated this (failed back on Thursday). Oh, also, in this chapter there's a bit of CanadaxUkraine and past DenamrkxEngland (plus implied DenmarkxNorway. Because that's how I roll. STILL not done (grr…) but I was too much of a lazy ass Saturday. But part 3 WILL be the final part and is in the works, actually.
"So where is your stupid city anyway?" Arthur asked once they had gotten far enough away from the house that the light faerie had decided that it was safe for Alfred to regain his ostentatious preferred form. At least the idiot's wings were folded neatly behind his back and not spread to allow him to fly circles around the more sensible faerie.
"Not far," he said, smiling annoyingly brightly, as always, "It's back by the river, actually. We live behind a waterfall."
"Come again?"
"A waterfall. All of our cities are behind waterfalls or in cliffs or something. What?" He asked, looking puzzled, "Where are yours?"
Arthur sniffed, "We have portals in the middle of the ( ... )
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"Ah," Arthur said, "Yes, that happens."
"Well, could ya turn it off?"
"Why ever should I do that?" He demanded, scowling, "The reason light faeries glow is so that we can find our way around. It would be pure foolishness to blind myself in enemy territory!"
Alfred looked genuinely hurt. There was an honest frown on his face, and his eyebrows were scrunched up in a way that couldn't be faked, "I'm not your enemy, Artie, what do I have to do to prove that? I saved one of your kids, I promised not to hurt you, and I'm even going to show you my house and my friends. What else do I have to do?"
The light faerie bristled. What did he think he was playing at? Arthur was no fool. He knew how the world worked, and he was not going to be taken advantage of. The boy was obviously manipulating him, using some dark magic to make himself seem trustworthy. The only reason that he was suddenly thinking all this was that he had been foolish enough weaken his spell now that they were in his world.
"Alfred, you're a dark faerie." He hissed, "You're evil by ( ... )
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Arthur continued to stare in the other faerie's direction, but still did as he instructed. He could hear his own tense breathing and rushing heartbeat. He willed himself to relax further, until he could hear Alfred's calm and steady breaths. There was the rush of the waterfall outside, but there was also a trickle of water inside the cave. Arthur could tell that it was leading somewhere deep inside, but where? He felt the slightly damp stone of the cave floor beneath his bare feet and the cool wind coming from the heart of the cavern upon his face. He could feel Alfred's presence in front of him, strong, dark, and intensely magical. However, he also felt someone else to his right, still dark, still magical, but not so strong or overbearing. He was very different from Alfred and although he was a dark faerie, Arthur was astonished to find that he wasn't afraid.
"Who are you?" He asked, turning to face the stranger.
"Ah," Said a soft, smooth voice, "So you can feel me too? I wasn't sure you would notice anything over Alfred." Arthur could ( ... )
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"It's the same thing. We like the dark better, but you have to have a little of each."
Arthur didn't reply. It was his way of acknowledging that Alfred had a point without having to say it out loud.
Alfred didn't seem to feel the need to say anything either, but he was obviously getting more and more excited as they approached his city. The Glowstones became larger and larger, occasionally creating images, such as trees, fish, and occasionally humans. Sometimes they were abstract designs or patterns. Soon, there was enough light coming from the walls that Arthur could find his way without Alfred's help, although he hadn't bothered to pull his hand out of the other faerie's. It was because he was distracted by the pictures. Certainly. After a few more minutes, the two of them took a harsh turn and Arthur was faced with a truly magnificent sight.
He had been expecting the city to have gates. He had expected them to be tall, menacing things made of black metal and covered in all sorts of grotesque images. What he hadn't expected was a huge ( ... )
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Alfred droned on and on about all sorts of different shops or landmarks. Arthur was surprised to find that the tour wasn't that different from one he might have given of his home. Of course, he would have used better grammar, but the substance was comparable. What's more, from what he was able to make out of the buildings, they were even built in a similar style: two-story affairs with a shop below and home above, with roofs that were either perfectly flat to make more living space or slanted but covered with ornamentation since they didn't need to protect the rooms below from rain or changing seasons. In both cities, the castle of the King and Queen was at the very end of the main boulevard. In the City of Light it was pure white and covered with statuary and fountains whereas here it was covered in a mosaic of Glowstones like the arch, but other than that seemed the same. Arthur wasn't sure if it made him feel more at ease, or even more put off to be somewhere so much like home.
After they had walked several blocks, Alfred turned and ( ... )
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Suddenly, something clicked in Arthur's head, "You mean that your brother and the human…"
"Yes."
"But…"
"I know."
"…Ew."
"That was my response. But he seems to really love her, and she loves him, and I like living with Matt. It's just one more reason that I haven't been able to eat humans or have pets for seven hundred years. Anyway, I don't wanna have to talk about that." He walked across the hall and opened the door, "This is my room. Come on in."
Arthur looked around. The first thing that he noticed was that it was a mess. Books and figurines littered the floor. There was a small path that led to the bed in the far corner, which had all of its sheets wrapped in an untidy bundle by the foot. Next to the bed was a desk covered in papers, pens strewn all over the surface. The bookshelf next to the window was half-empty, no doubt because most of its contents were upon the floor. The only neat part of the room was a table on the other side of the window, which had a large orange Glowstone upon it. No doubt that it was only tidy because there ( ... )
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"So what?" Arthur finally asked, "I have the right to cry if I want to. And it's not like you're supposed to follow a stranger who's in tears."
"Oh, damn it. I didn't want you to take it like that!"
"Look, it wasn't a particularly good time, so don't bring it up."
"But it's important to me," Arthur felt himself stiffen, "It's important to me because when I saw you crying there, cheesy as this sounds, I realized that I loved you. As soon as I saw you like that, I knew that I wanted to hold you and take care of you forever."
Well, forget what he had said about everything except for the last bit. "You shouldn't say things like that," Arthur said, blushing.
"Why not?" Alfred asked, "It's true. I love you, and I have loved you since I first saw you. The only reason it's taken me so long to get this far is that I haven't been able to find you."
"Alfred, I can't."
"Oh," He looked down, "I should have known that you wouldn't have felt the same way. I mean, it's really dumb, isn't it? I know we're really different, and our entire relationship up 'til ( ... )
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Little freaked out still by Alfred's disregard about humans being...well, people, but I suppose that as a human myself I might be a bit bias. ;)
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You are biased. You are SO baised! XD But the way that I figure it, it's hard to blame him. Compared to fae, humans are short-lived, weak, and uncultured (in part because of the previous two). And I figure that it's harder for the dark faeries to understand since they don't interact with humans as often as light faeries. However, even to England they're not on the same level. It's kind of like how to most humans monkeys are just animals, but to people who research primates they're just a little bit under humans.
Also, I have too much fun doing off hand little things like that. I guess I read too much Bartimaeus trilogy as a kid.
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Oh, pleeeeeeeaaaaase make more drawings, darling ~<3
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