you found me. my name is faerie .:;
please, only she/her pronouns !
i write soft sapphic poetry, and i have a secret aspiration to be a sappy & romantic singer-songwriter.
.•* now i make this cute witchy bio *•.
i’m a practicing pagan, and i wished to elaborate for interested mutuals or seekers. i am a solo practitioner, but my hypersocial nature & the rather social aspects of deity i engage mean that i’m learning to become at ease sharing parts of my practice.
aphrodite does guide me to find mirrors, people who share interests with the amount of love i do. if you follow me, you can predict me picking through your profile like a curious bird
that being said, i wear my heart on my sleeve so be soft ( i will report rude/mean-spirited behavior & block passive aggressive followers, even if it is not directed towards me personally. yes, i will even block established mutuals if i discover i need to protect myself, particularly if conversion directed at me is perceived to be flirty or manipulative .:; if i’m scared, you’re gonna get blocked. if you are not blocked, you can also assume i’m not scared of you! )
i’ll try & keep this concise & a bit less abstract than my very first post ( i’m making the active decision not to abridge my words) .:;
let’s start with the name faerie .:;
a.k.a. soft-sappy-sapphic
three words because i am threefold in my practice.:; because i am typically only working with three deities at a time, always 2/3rds at LEAST from the Hellenic Pantheon because I had a deep calling from the two goddesses who wrapped themselves around me first, Aphrodite & Hestia. However, who I worship as my third deity always has remained in flux in the past for me.
Rather recently, that third deity is no longer in flux. Moros found me, and I don’t think he has any intention to leave my third spot of attentiveness any time soon.
My personal notation explained .:;
goddess of the hearth, fire & spiritual smoking
goddess of love, beauty, and self-love
doom personified; the god of doom, inevitability, and radical acceptance
my path is to speak of love, show love, and try to better my self-love practice in healthy manners.
i work with Aphrodite at my centerfold, love at the center of my spiritual existence. adoration fuels me, the beauty i see fuels me. i’m cross-eyed under the intensity of reality’s beauty, the beautiful soft power that souls create when interwoven…
….oh goddess, the beauty of my girlfriend’s soft eyes when she looks at me. how humbly she glows, her smirk like rays of sunlight….
i walk the path of Sappho, because it’s what i’m meant to do
writing romantic sapphic love poetry & cultivating the soft power of sapphic joy with a radically romantic lens for Her
i’m threefold as well though. i was borne on a cold december evening, the .:; 3rd ;:.
Hestia comes first in spellwork for me, i ground my health with the literal fire of ritual 420 smoking, a wake & bake, candle work with grounding intent.
Aphrodite be center as stated prior, love is the abstract reason for everything i do, the art i do. my income this year was 0.00$ and next year I am predicted to earn 0.00$ too.
i’m privileged that i have parents that let me live in my childhood bedroom rent-free .:; an act of their unconditional love
even more of an act of love to let my sapphic romantic partner sleep on my childhood full-sized mattress with me.
my high school sweetheart sleeps next to me every night. my college roommate & lover sleeps next to me every night. my lady is my first love, as fragile as my heart is… she has never broken it.
i must write romantic poetry. sing songs of love. rebuild us sapphic narratives to be the joyous, happy, loving ones that sapphic women deserve it. we deserve happy endings too.
i know the Fates do not weave such direct destinies for many .:;
circling back with a plot thread in hand, the third goddess or god i work with usually fluctuates depending on where i am in life. in the past i’ve worked with Hecate, Hebe, Selene, Apollo (fyi my girlfriend’s sole patron god is Apollo), a brief week of Loki, and local fae folk/nature spirits depending on my shifting focus. Always in flux, up until recently.
I started work with Moros in early October of 2025. our relationship is nuanced, but concisely described like this:
He approached me, calling me a sister in Doom. Sisterhood is painfully foreign to me, an only child by birth ( my mom had several miscarriages on her path to conceive me, i am the youngest of none )
i am his sister spiritually, because no one around me is watching the strands of the Fates like me, watching the web they weave to create intricate patterns through our present and abstractly, poetically, beautifully into the future of our reality
throwing it out there that this is by far the most this sapphic witch ( me, faerie ) ever worked with a masculine deity, but Moros is the first masculine god i have found who always has time to hear me
maybe because he was created by Nyx with no father, maybe because of how interwoven his existence is with the Fates, his sisters… i’m still seeking knowledge to inform my practice with Moros
my work with him is about finding peace with the unknown, seeing all the complexity in possibility and finding it beautiful. radical acceptance of what society interprets as my doom, and taking full control of the narrative. Moros presides over radical acceptance (in my modern lens), because i work with him to feel affirmed in my work. reclaiming my ability to see the soft power & strength to my work, creating slices of soft sapphic joy is my Doom
i know Moros is humbled to even involved in such a profound sentiment from a still-living mortal, i know historically witches don’t work with him ( i’d love to hear more modern witches reclaiming his energy in practice )
i realized how much of my practice also is interwoven with fated love & i learned that i could rewrite my less healthy internal narratives
I’m diagnosed with BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) and generalized anxiety disorder. Most of it has ALWAYS STEMMED FROM chronic learned helplessness and a mindset where i thought hope was something i’d lost in the haze of unemployment after my lofty liberal arts degree.
then Moros wandered into my spiritual life. after identifying him, i found the intensity of his focus quite unlike anyone else i’ve worked with
spiritually smoking with him & seeing that ancient god’s amusement that i care this much about all the woven threads, that i find them beautiful and woven with care instead of scary
there’s been a dramatic shift in how i manage intense emotions. i delight in feeling like i have an abstract look behind the curtain, whenever i want. not to some greater societal force, but i have a look behind the curtain how i personally process & weave my emotional narratives. how i frame my existence is so important to fostering radical acceptance in myself, allowing me to tap into radical joy, romantic joy, and more fragile things like sapphic joy in my poetry.
i’m very abstract in how i write (even in posts directly to the reader like this one), and i love yapping about how nuanced our reality is that fate/doom/destiny and the words we use often are biased on where in the narrative it is being mentioned contextually & how beautiful is that
i will try to keep a daily flow of poetry on this blog, to the best of my ability
with Love & Doom, within my Hearth
