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rosalie-starfall · 1 month
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Headmistress Rosalind Hale
Fate: The Winx Saga - Taken By The Wind
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mxacegrey · 2 years
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The Masked Part 7
Fandom: Fate the Winx Saga
Pairings: Sky x reader, Riven x reader, Saul Silva x reader (All platonic)
Warnings: SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2 FATE THE WINX SAGA UNDER THE CUT!! Descriptions of violence. swearing, references to trauma.
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“Citizens of Solaria, I have tragic news. Rosalind Hale, headmistress of Alfea, is dead. It is a grave loss not only for the students of Alfea but for the entire realm. Rosalind was one of the bravest fairies the Otherworld has ever seen. Respected by her peers. Feared by her enemies. But fear will not dictate how we respond. There is a guilty party, and they will be brought to justice... Blood Witches. Their hatred of our kind is well known. But a heinous act such as this is unprecedented, carried out by their leader, Sebastian Valtor. Every Blood Witch following him is considered an enemy of the Crown. We will use the full weight of our military against them. And make no mistake... this is an act of war.”
You glared at the projection of Queen Luna making a statement to the whole of Solaria. Virgil stood behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you back from the projection. Adara and Fallon were both in the same position as you, Aife and Hunter holding them back respectively.
“Breath...”
“War.” You scoffed, moving Virgil arms from around you. “A teenager just started another fucking war! Move! I’m going to cut a fucking bitch!”
Fallon and Adara both moved towards you before also holding you back.
“Nope.” They replied, knowing your short temper. Aife then turned to her ringing phone, seeing a text from Cathán.
Baby ❤❤
Omw to Alfea. Tribunal for Bloom.
“It’s time for Act Three.” Aife said to the group. The rest nodded solemnly before heading back towards Alfea. When they arrived back inside Alfea, they noticed the number of Solarian guards standing guard outside the Headmistress’ office. 
“We can go. Find out what’s happening.” Adara stated, nodding at Virgil.
“Fal and I can go see Cathán. Get a royal update.” Aife stated, causing you to nod before they headed out. You then turned your head towards Hunter, biting your lower lip.
“Could you get the witches ready?” You asked, pleadingly. “Ask them if they want to fight. If not, get them to the safe house. Get some of the specialists outside too.”
With a nod, Hunter too left, leaving you alone outside the office. Sounds from inside had you moving away from the door, hiding in the shadows. Beatrix had left the office first, not long followed by Stella. Eyes wide, you noticed Stella had tears in her eyes and her breathing was shaking. As soon as Stella’s footsteps faded from hearing, you headed back towards your dorm, where you found Aife and Fallon. The three of you began planning entrances for the specialists after a phone call from your spy in Sebastian’s group.
“We can get in here and here.” Fallon stated, pointing at the East Wing and a tunnel that led behind one of your bookshelves.
“Okay. James? How long till Sebastian is set to come in?” You asked as the three of you stared at the campus blueprints on the table before you.
“Apparently, he has a mole inside. They said something about tonight.” James’ voice called out from the phone they had placed on speaker.
 “Tonight?!” The three of you chorused in alarm, before your dorm door was slammed opened. The three of you had drawn out your swords, ready for an attack when you noticed the faces of Virgil and Adara.
“They found Dowling.” They said in unison simply.
“What the fuck?!” The rest of you exclaimed in shock, James’ voice still ringing through the phone.
“Hey, James. I’ll call you back.” You stated before hanging up the phone. “Adara. Virgil. Dowling’s dead.”
“Apparently, she ‘called upon the natural world to preserve her’. And she’s teaching the Winx suit how to use transformation magic.”
“Shit.” You cursed under your breath before your phone rang again, Cathán calling this time. “Tell me it’s good news.”
“Bavani knows Bloom’s gone. She’s going to check dorms soon and Silva is heading for Sebastian’s hideout.” Cathán replied, causing you to sigh deeply and pinch the bridge of your nose. You looked up at the group before shaking your head.
“Thanks Cathán. But, um... Silva isn’t going to find them there.” You replied before hanging up. “We do this and there is no coming back. People will doubt us and most likely will not trust us. So battle stations.”
You began to separate the others into squads. Each group, excluding the squad leader, would have 4 specialists, 2 mind fairies, 2 blood witches and at least one other fairy. The team leaders were Fallon, Aife, Adara, Virgil, Brooklyn (a water fairy), Dawn (a light fairy), Aella (an air fairy), Ezekiel (a mind fairy), Cathán and you. James would still be spying on Sebastian, alongside his team of blood witches that he led. Hunter was in the safe house with the underaged blood witches and those with PTSD. They were not going to increase their trauma for this. 
Suddenly, all the lights in the school went out. The group glanced at each other before you said,
“For the children.”
“For the children.” They repeated, arming themselves.
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skloomdumpster · 1 year
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If you're still taking prompts, hear me out! Riventrix + hypothermia + "Stay with me" ❤
Need to reassure myself I still got it w/ Riventrix. -
"What were you doing down here?" Riven asked to no one in particular, as he scooped up Beatrix in his arms. The tunnels of Alfea got terribly cold during winter, since they had no insulation and was made of pure stone. Not that anyone would know this, since no one was supposed to be there anyway...
He had been sent to investigate the discharge of power that was coming from the tunnels, in a mission that Riven was well aware was suicidal, but not that Rosalind gave much of a fuck. There was no arguing with Headmistress Hale, once she assigned you to something, it was a done deal. He had been sent because in the odd case it was something dangerous, he was disposable.
It wasn't something dangerous, just a small crumpled body, in the darkest corner of the freezing cold tunnels. The water droplets that clung to stone had frozen over, Riven himself was wrapped in two different coats.
He approached carefully, hand already going for his sword in case the body would jump forward, only for him to realize that it was Beatrix's auburn head buried under her arms, in an attempt to protect herself from exposure, he guessed.
"Bea?" Riven's sword dropped to his feet, rattling and echoing in the stone hallway and despite the fact they had been over for weeks now, he fell down too, prying at her. His heart was in his mouth and it felt like his blood was as frozen as her, until he finally felt a heartbeat, two fingers pressed deep in her jugular, hoping he'd feel anything.
A slow, weak heartbeat, but a heartbeat nonetheless.
"Beatrix, hey, stay with me-" he scooped her in his arms and it rattled him to notice the passage of time. She hadn't been down here for one night only, but she was alive so he guessed it couldn't be more than two days, "Bea. Bea, wake up, wake up-" Riven whispered stumbling up with her in his arms.
She felt lighter and it dawned on him he hadn't held her like this... Ever. He had thrown her in bed a multiple times, but he had never carried Beatrix.
A flash of anger went through him, over the break up, his heartbreak and now at her for getting herself in this position. What was she doing under Alfea? Nothing good, he was sure. Beatrix was always up to something.
"You don't get to die on me," he scoffed, sword forgotten, pressing his lips to her temple. She felt like a corpse, so Riven rubbed at her back, trying to generate any amount of heat as he carried her out of the darkness and to the infirmary, hoping against hope he wasn't too late.
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rosalie-starfall · 2 months
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Headmistress Rosalind Hale
Fate: The Winx Saga - Low-Flying Panic Attack
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