"I Survived a Fae Bargain" T-Shirt
"...And All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt (And Eternal Servitude)" - 100% questionable cotton. May shrink when exposed to truth.
Each item handcrafted with dubious intent and questionable ethics
Inventory subject to change based on dimensional instability. Items may appear different upon arrival. This is a feature, not a bug.
"...And All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt (And Eternal Servitude)" - 100% questionable cotton. May shrink when exposed to truth.
Permanently enchanted so the sleeves are always slightly wet. No matter what. We don't know why. We stopped asking questions.
"Enchanted for your discomfort." Flip them inside out? Now they feel DOUBLE inside-out. There is no escape. One size fits all (poorly).
Burns for exactly 7 hours. Cannot be extinguished early. Do not make eye contact with the flame. Scent varies by viewer and unresolved emotional baggage.
We cannot confirm or deny that it watches you sleep. Blinks when you're not looking. Requires feeding every third moon. Feeding schedule included.
"It knows what you did." Sighs audibly when stepped on. Keeps a record of all visitors and their life choices. Makes passive-aggressive comments when you track in mud.
No matter how long you wait. Scientific studies have been conducted. The scientists are no longer with us. Perfect for that coworker you tolerate.
"Enchanted to refill, but only with consequences." Each refill requires a small confession. The glass remembers. The glass judges. But it never spills.
"Wait, what was I doing?" Enhances the natural human experience of spatial confusion. Works on ALL rooms. Cannot be removed once your purpose is forgotten.
(But only for items you don't need.) Your keys will never be found. Your snacks? Gone. That receipt you need for a return? In another dimension. Junk mail? Infinite storage.
"Release at parties for instant discomfort." Contains approximately 47 genuine awkward silences from various first dates, job interviews, and family dinners. Contents may settle.
"No refunds. No returns. No escape." Contents exist in a state of quantum uncertainty until opened. By opening, you accept responsibility for whatever manifests.
Two mugs that refuse to be separated. Place them more than 3 feet apart and they'll dramatically teleport back together. Just like the founders. Features their ship name in cursive that glows during arguments.
Woven from the tension between Drezetch and Vlamont's "we're just business partners now" energy. Warm when they're having a moment. Ice cold when someone mentions the Great Inventory Argument. Perfect for shipping enthusiasts.
Smells like existential longing, old letters never sent, and "I'm fine, I just need space." The flame sighs audibly. Pairs well with staring out windows during rainstorms. Drezetch bought 47 of these. We don't talk about it.
A journal that writes itself with memories from lives you haven't lived yet. Pages fill with your past incarnations' regrets, triumphs, and that one embarrassing thing you did in 1847. Aphelion personally blesses each one. Returns are handled by reincarnating you as someone who loves journaling.
Flip it to get a do-over on any decision made in the last 5 minutes. Side effects include: déjà vu, mild temporal displacement, and Aphelion appearing to ask "are you SURE this time?" Limited to 3 uses per lifetime. Per EACH lifetime.
A prototype wand from Scout's workshop. Does what you want 60% of the time. The other 40% is a surprise! Previous surprises include: temporary invisibility (wrong body part), summoning a very confused duck, and one time it just played circus music. Scout insists this is "feature-rich."
A collection of 7 potions. Scout labeled them but his handwriting is illegible. One is definitely a love potion. One might be soup. The purple one hums. None have been tested on anything that survived to give feedback. "That's what makes it exciting!" - Scout
All orders ship within 3-7 business days, or 3-7 concepts of time if you're in a dimension where days don't apply.
Delivery times may vary based on: planetary alignment, the mood of our courier (a very particular moth), whether Mercury is in retrograde, and if the recipient has ever wronged a fae (knowingly or otherwise).
We do not ship to the following locations: The Void (oversaturated market), your dreams (union issues), or that one IKEA that feels like a labyrinth (they know what they did).
Your interest has been noted in the eternal ledger.