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thequietesthing · 2 years

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so i finished Fate:The Winx Saga season 2…….

SPOILER ALERT!!

RAMBLING AHEAD BRACE YOURSELVES

…….i freaking loved it!!!

i mean season 1 was cute, something nice to watch especially if you, like me, used to watch the animated show as a kid, and wanted to be brought back to that world

but season 2 slapped!! i loved it!! idk why but it had that something more.

i guess it felt like while in S1 the story was completely revolving around Bloom, just focusing on her growth and her adapting to the Otherworld, in S2 we know that Bloom is important because we finally discover that she has the Dragon Flame and is the only one that can best Sebastian, still it allowed other characters to have their own stories and development. Also Sebastian surname being Valtor… we love a good reference

I loved all the other side-stories: Aisha & Grey, when i found out he was a blood witch i was like OwO

Terra storyline was so sweet!! Flora also is a great addition to the ensemble and i liked it how she is different than how she is in the animated series (since her personality is already portrayed by Terra), it would have been boring otherwise

Bloom and Sky… they are adorable, incredible chemistry and it shows, all their scenes were either absolutely lovely or absolutely heartbreaking

Stella and Beatrix: yes please! i loved them together! two sassy queens dealing with a lot of shit, i hope Beatrix comes back (also she has two sister Isobel and D’arcy!! the way i SCREAMED, i feel the trix are coming)

then my beloved Musa and Riven: i love love love love love them, Musa storyline was brilliant this season and i love how they showed Riven growth (less of an asshole and more similar to the Riven in the animated series)

i also liked the way the gave Farah a proper farewell (they shipped her away from westeros for that scene lol)

also OMG THE TRANSFORMATION!!!!!!

ahhhhh the more i think about it the more i love this season

brian young did his homework this time!!

in general, i really liked it and i think that a second rewatch is going to happen very soon

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myalchod · 4 months

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Silrah and 32 pleaseee

Bringing back the "what the fluff" tag for this one, methinks, though I very nearly went in the precise opposite direction.

32. a kiss to wake up - [ also on AO3 ]

“But curses don’t exist.”

“Just try,” Bloom urges from the doorway, where she and the rest of the Winx hang back in a knot. There is a undercurrent of concern from them, quiet murmurs aloud and in her mind alike. “It can’t hurt, can it?”

Oh, but it can. It can. To kiss him would be to admit so much that she’s held back through their years together, to cross the line they’ve danced around for as long as she can remember without ever acknowledging it. They are friends, partners, have been bedmates, but somehow this is so much heavier, especially when the stories of old are all too clear about what can break a curse. (Assuming it’s real. Which she’s still not admitting.)

And maybe they don’t exist, but reality is Saul lying still but for the too-shallow rise and fall of his chest, completely unaware of the world around him in a way that feels entirely unnatural, curse or not. Even in sleep he has always had a readiness born of years in dangerous situations; the war had only deepened his naturally light sleeping habits, and she can remember many a night when she’d started awake to find him already upright, head cocked as he listened to the woods around them. None of that is present now; his lashes fall dark against pale skin, mouth slightly slack, breath nearly silent. His mind, when she reaches for it, feels impossibly distant.

If she is to do this, she will have to be honest with herself. That doesn’t mean he has to know, however — all that matters is having her specialist at her side again, whatever it may cost her. With everything she carries, one more secret should be nothing, especially when she has locked those feelings away for so long already.

“Girls — out.”

They protest — no surprise — but subside in fairly short order, and it isn’t long before the door clicks shut somewhere behind her and the worried mutter of their thoughts retreat. Alone, Farah sinks down on the edge of the narrow bed, cupping a hand against his face. Even now, he remains warm. It would be so easy to pretend, if she closed her eyes, sinking back into the memory of those rare times she’s woken up beside him, soft and relaxed before all that they are intrudes once more, but she cannot allow herself that. If she is to do this, to try, it must be without illusions.

The truth, then: she loves him, not only as the friend and partner and lifelong companion he has been. She’s in love with him — at least, as best she can understand such a thing. Rosalind’s voice rings in her ears even now, reminding her of how similar they are, of all the times she’s pushed aside the weakness of emotion to become unyielding steel. And yet through it all Saul had been there, a steady glow at the edge of her thoughts even when things were darkest. How can she not do whatever it takes for him, after everything? How can she not, when she knows he would do nothing less for her?

(Curses may not be real. This may be an exercise in futility. But she loves him, gods help her, and nothing remains but to try, and to acknowledge that this has nothing to do with what she may owe him and everything to do with …)

His lips are soft when she traces her thumb across them, chapped enough to catch slightly against her skin. She wets her own as she looks down at him. He’d laugh if he saw her sitting like this, so unsure about such a simple gesture — or perhaps he wouldn’t, but if she doesn’t do this, she’ll never know. That is, in this moment, the only certainty she has.

Come back to me, she thinks — pleads, nearly, if only within her own mind, and then closes the distance between them to set her mouth to his.

If it’s a curse, then surely she should feel something. Every time she has felt magic break, there has been some sort of physical sensation, from the faintest of shivers to a sound like a thunderclap. But she feels nothing besides the warmth of his lips against her own, the faint shift of his ribs and the even quieter flutter of his heart and the prickle of stubble against her palm, and her own heart sinks in her chest. They must have been wrong. Life is not a storybook; she should know that by now, after all that she has seen.

But when she pulls back blue eyes are looking at her, still hazy with sleep but open, present. As she watches, disbelieving, the corners of his mouth pull up.

“Breathe, Farah.” The words are rusty, sleep-rough. Her hand is still against his face. As he covers it with his own, air shudders back into her lungs and something slides back into place inside her.

Always, he answers, to that earlier whisper of a thought, and now it is her turn to smile.

[ ask me another ] [ all answers ]

#fate the winx saga #silrah #farah dowling #saul silva #winxsource #ftws #farah dowling x saul silva #charis writes #asked and answered #kiss prompts #what the fluff #i suppose i contain multitudes

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specialagentlokitty · 11 months

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Saul silva/Farah x teen!reader - rescue you

Part one:

They had checked this place out before bringing the small group of students here for a trip for the day, so they knew it was safe.

“Just don’t go into the caves themselves, it’s dangerous and they are on the verge of collapsing.” Farah said.

“And don’t wonder, if you get lost we’ll just leave you here.” Saul said.

A few students laughed but nodded their heads, and they all began to look around and explore, and Farah and Saul both stood in the middle of the where all the caves were.

“It’s not a bad place I suppose, wonder what it was.” Saul said.

“No idea, no one really knows.” Farah replied.

They looked around and when Saul looked behind him he froze when he saw two (E/C) eyes staring at him from in front of a rock.

“Farah.”

The woman turned around and she looked at you as well.

You weren’t a student, they didn’t recognise you, but you stared at them intently, dagger clutched in your hand, while your other hand was wrapped around your side.

“Are you lost?” Farah asked.

You didn’t reply to her but you looked around almost nervously.

“Do you need help?” Saul asked.

You didn’t reply to them, and you reached down, picking up something you must of dropped, and they looked at the small bag you grabbed.

You put the dagger between your teeth and pulled the bag on your back before taking the dagger again.

“Maybe we can start with names. I’m Farah. This is Saul. What’s your name?” Farah smiled.

You looked at her and sneered, and you made your way towards one of the caves.

“Hey! Hey it’s not safe!” Saul called.

He jogged after you, and when you realised he was coming closer you ran inside the dark cave, and he and Farah stood at the entrance.

“Saul..”

Farah pointed to the floor, a trail of blood and he looked behind them, it was you.

You were bleeding.

“We just want to help you!” Saul called.

“Are you hurt?” Farah asked.

There was no reply and they both shared a look before stepping inside, Saul pulled his phone out for light, and shone it around the cave.

It was dark, damp.

They could hear the sound of water dripping, and the students outside but that was it.

Behind some rocks they saw the soft glow of a fire, so they carefully walked over and found you sitting on a rock, poking the fire with a stick.

“You’re bleeding, please, let us help you and then we’ll leave you alone.” Farah said.

You looked at them and huffed, flicking some of the burning sticks in their direction making them step back.

“Come on, that’s not funny. Just let us take a look.” Saul said.

Farah crouched down, resting her arms on her legs as she gave you a small smile.

“Do you live out here? Is this your home? Because if it is we’re sorry we disturbed you, we’ll leave.”

They kept trying to ask you questions, trying to do anything to get you to engage with them but you wouldn’t.

Saul stepped around Farah, and he crouched down, shining his phone torch at your side, and he could see the gleam of blood on your shirt.

Three long gashes going across your side, barely covered with a bandage, not stitched up, just left like that.

And he noticed smaller cuts along your arm, and a few on your face.

All on the same side.

“What happened to you?” He whispered.

You looked at him, and when you saw how close he was you told up, backing up against the cave wall.

“You’re really injured, did a burned one do that to you?”

You gave them a look, and they looked at one another.

“Do you.. do you know what a burned one is?” Farah asked.

You pulled something from your pocket and you threw it at them, a thin layer of smoke filling the cave and they coughed, waving it away.

Farah directed it outside and when they looked back at you, they realised it wasn’t a cave all you were standing against.

You were now sat on it, and it’s green eyes glared at them, narrowed slightly.

The creature growled lowly at them, and took a step forward, and they took one back, both of them raising their hands.

“Okay. Okay we’ll go. We’re going.” Saul said.

Both he had Farah backed out of the cave, and quickly rounded up all the students to leave now they realised it wasn’t safe.

Once they were back Alfea, they went into Farah’s office with Ben.

“So, what was it you saw?” Ben asked.

“We couldn’t see it properly, but it was big, pitch black, green eyes. The kid was sat on it.” Saul said.

“I’ve never heard or seen anything like it, have you?” Farah asked.

Ben flicked through the pages of some books, showing them different pages.

“I know there’s a range of different creatures that live away from everyone else, but that description isn’t much to go off. And you said that they’re hurt?”

“Yeah. Saul saw some large wounds along the teenagers side, a few small cuts on their arms and face.”

Ben nodded his head and showed them another photo, and they both stopped and looked at it.

It was a sketch of the same eyes they saw in the cave.

“That’s it.” Farah said.

“Dragon. There used to be loads of them, then they all just vanished really. No one knows what happened to them, I assume if this is what you saw, that teenager is probably a descendant of the Viking’s that used to ride dragons.”

Ben handed them a book, and started to hand them some more things.

“You have to get them to let you look at their wounds or bring them back here.”

“We’re going back now, will you come with us? Maybe you’ll have a calmer approach.” Saul said.

Ben nodded his head and they carried on discussing everything.

You sighed heavily, sliding of the back of your dragon with a small grunt of pain, and he turned around to look at you.

“I’m okay. I’m okay.” You said softly.

He whined a little, following you as you limped to the entrance of the face and looked down at your side.

“Fuck..”

Looking around, you tried to find anything to help with the wound, and you stumbled a little bit.

The dragon quickly caught you against his side, and you smiled, running your hand over the scales.

“Thanks Toothless…”

He hummed, and you stayed there for a moment before you pushed yourself up and he looked down at you.

He sat down, and motioned with his head for you to sit down, so you did, resting your back against a rock and he got up, looking around.

He brought over different plants he found, and you looked at them.

“Nope.”

You tossed one aside.

You looked at another.

“Definitely not.”

You tossed it aside and looked through the rest, doing them same with all of them and you looked up at the night fury, shaking your head.

“Sorry bud, they’re no good.”

He whined a little and laid down next to you, resting his head on your legs and you smiled, running you hand over his head, scratching his ear.

“I’m sorry buddy…”

You weren’t sure how long it would be until you eventually passed out from blood loss, you weren’t bleeding rapidly, but you had still lost a fair bit.

Clenching your jaw, you rested your head back and looked into the trees.

“You need to go…” you whispered.

Toothless looked up at you, ears against his head.

“It’s too dangerous for you to stay bud..”

He gently placed his head against your chest and you sighed, holding his head.

“I know… but I can’t protect you.. not like this…”

He purred a little, and moved his head away to looked at you, and he rested his head on your legs again, sad eyes beaming up at you.

Smiling softly, you placed a hand on his head.

“Okay…”

You took a small breath.

“Okay… you stay here…”

You shuffled a little uncomfortable and you moved, settling for laying down on the ground instead, hands resting on your stomach.

Toothless curled himself around you, covering you with one of his wings to try and keep you somewhat warm.

He went to rest his head down again, and when he heard talking his snapped his head up, growling deeply.

“Toothless…?” You asked.

You reached for your belt, grabbing your dagger and sat up, resting your back against him.

Farah and Saul came back through the trees, and this time they brought someone else with them and they all stood nearby.

Toothless, opened his mouth, and you reached out, placing your hand on his side and he looked at you, chirping a little.

He turned back to the trio and growled again.

“We brought someone who can help you. His names Ben. He can take care of your injuries.” Farah said.

You narrowed your eyes a little.

“You’re a Viking, right?” Ben asked.

You said nothing.

“You’re really far from home, aren’t you? Is that why you’re here? Because you can’t get back?”

You looked at him.

You stood up, standing in front of toothless, and he stood behind you, his head by your side as he bared his teeth at the three.

“Oh I get it now..” Farah whispered.

“We’re not going to hurt either of you. We just want to help you.” Saul said.

They realised what you were doing.

You were protecting the dragon, even if you couldn’t fight, even if you could barely stand on your own two feet, you were willing to die there to keep the dragon safe.

“I promise we’re not going to hurt either you, you can check this bag if you want.”

You looked at toothless and nodded, and he walked a little closer to where Ben had tossed the bag, but he stopped, eyes trained on Saul and he growled.

“Your sword..” Ben whispered.

“Right.”

Saul slowly reached out, and he tossed the sword to the side a little, but toothless carried on growling at him.

You held your dagger up and waved it in the air, and Saul reached to his vest, pulling his out, and toothless growled louder.

Saul tossed that aside as well, and toothless sat down, looking at the bag.

“Go ahead. Take it.” Ben smiled.

Toothless picked it up and handed it to you, and with dagger between your teeth you emptied it to see some food, and a bunch of medical supplies.

You slowly got on your knees and set your dagger aside, and toothless laid next to you, watching you dig through things.

You held up a small glass bottle.

“It’s an ointment, to stop infection.” Farah said.

You opened it and smelt it, then let toothless smell it before you set it aside.

You sat down properly and lifted your shirt a bit, wincing as you did and looked at your blood covered side.

You picked a few things up with shaky hands, and you couldn’t do anything, so you tossed it all aside and toothless whined.

He picked things up on by one and dropped them next to you again.

You rested against the rock, and breathed deeply.

Toothless looked back at the trio and he ran over and behind them, and the pushed Ben forward with his head, then did the same thing to Farah and Saul.

“You want us to help them?” Farah asked.

Toothless looked between you and them, and pushed them all again.

“Alright, we’ll try.” Ben smiled.

They all walked over and stood near you, and toothless laid next to you again, looking at them all with pleading eyes.

“This might hurt.” Ben said softly.

He picked everything up and they all sat down around you to try and help you before it was too late for them to do anything

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