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lomlspidey · 10 months

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༊*·˚ second | riven

★ summary : riven went to your room and found some pretty interesting things about you, oh! also about your little crush on him.

★ warnings : reader is stella’s sister, angst, slight suicidal thoughts, jealous!reader, slight miscommunication, based on the song heather by conan gray

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You have been the second choice for as ling as you can remember. Being the little sister of Stella, you couldn't actually get away from that.

Always being left by friends because the other one got more popular. Always having last to be picked in a group assignment.

Always.

Until one day you didn't feel like that anymore. Until one day you met him.

It's weird honestly, having feelings for your sister's boyfriend's best friend.

That was confusing.

With Riven you always felt like the first choice. The top priority, and not the backup plan.

But all of that went down the drain when he suddenly had this thing with Beatrix.

At first you thought it was just a fling. Although that still hurt you, you thought it was anything but having emotions.

But they got closer, and to anyone, in one glance they could probably say that they're a couple.

You were fiddling with your pen in one hand, the bottom of it hitting softly at your forehead while the other holding your journal, you jotting down your latest feels and adventures. With the soft voice of Conan Gray filled the calm atmosphere.

Everyone was out partying and you chose to stay in your bedroom. It was totally not because you were avoiding someone.

Totally.

Okay fine you were. You didn't want to see the guy you're into sucking faces with another person.

"I still remember," the first verse of the song already made you let out a grunt, the song literally sounded what you felt currently.

But as much as you wanted to turn it off, it was such a heartfelt song that you just couldn't. So you joined in singing it.

"Third of December," you softly sang as you continued to write about what interesting thing has happened in the past week.

"me in your sweater," the lyric made you think about a memory of you and Riven. You just have gotten into a fight with your mother, all the yelling sent your mind into a spiral, you felt like honestly drowning yourself.

It was just too much.

You didn't know why but your legs carried you to Riven and Sky's room. Your nose twitches every so often as the cold air hits you.

You knocked on the door and Riven woke up from his sleep, opening it. It left him slightly baffled to see you with red puffy eyes with tear stains on your cheeks.

The door creaked open and your heart skipped a beat looking at his shirtless figure, with bed hair.

God he looked so good.

He moved to the side to let you in the room, and as you were in, you immediately tackled the boy into a hug.

You're on your tippy toes, arms wrapped around his neck, your nose inhaling his scent.

The scent alone made you calmer but when he securely wrapped his hands around your waist, you felt home.

"You're okay. You're okay." he soothed out as his fingers gently played with your hair.

Sky was out so it's only you two in their room.

Your shaking figure calmed down as he moved you guys to the bed. Softly laying you down.

He noticed how you ran your hands to your arms, trying to get a sense of heat in the chilly atmosphere. So he went to grab his sweater from the closet and hand it to you.

You look up at him confused, "What's this for?" you asked.

"You looked like you were cold." he said, shrugging his shoulders and nudging his sweater closer to you.

"Thanks." you smiled and didn't take down the offer as you quickly wore it. The familiar scent of him filled your nostrils as you sighed in relief, feeling the warmth enveloping you.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked softly, sitting down beside you on his bed — not wanting to break you more in your already fragile state.

You were too tired to think as you shook your head. "No."

"Alright, you can stay here tonight if you'd like." he nervously offered. As close as you guys are, you didn't actually go past the 'cuddling' stage.

You felt your heartbeat picked up, as you said, "Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother-"

"Yeah I'm sure." he answered quickly, ending your rambling.

You let out a soft 'okay' as you laid back onto his bed. The softness of the mattress invites your sleepiness.

Your body curled up in a ball as you rested on your left side. The bed dipped down indicating Riven moved to lay beside you.

It was awkward for a minute, Riven wanting nothing more than to just hold you close to him, but he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. So he just laid there staring up at the ceiling.

You were already half asleep as you moved to your other side and curled up with him.

He froze for a second, a lot of thoughts cursing through his head. It was almost like you could feel his stiff figure as you snuggled more into him, arms went to his stomach, your head on his chest.

A loop-sided grin made its way to Riven's face as he relaxed his body, his hand moved to your back drawing circles and having the best sleep in his life.

As the memory faded away, the song already is at it's chorus, "but I watch your eyes as she walks by, what a sight for sore eyes,"

You were so into the song you didn't even realise your bedroom door was open, there stood Riven staring at you in awe.

The boy has never heard you sing before and it blew him away.

"brighter than the blue sky, she's got you mesmerised, while I die," you softly continued as little pricks of tears came on the edge of your eyes.

While you were at your table, Riven moved from his spot and moved to your bed as it creaked, immediately stopping you from singing more.

You jumped up from your spot and was met with Riven staring adoringly at you.

"Do you not know what knocking is?!" you shrieked at him. Mad that he scared you like that and because he caught you singing a song when you were thinking of him.

Riven ignored your little outburst as he said, "Why didn't you tell me you can sing?" with a small smirk on his face.

You sighed, as you answered his question with a question. "What are you doing here?" the edge to your voice was almost unrecognisable but Riven picked that up first thing.

His smile faltered, but he shrugged his shoulders acting like he didn't care. "The party got boring." in all honesty he just missed you, but he wouldn't tell you that.

You clenched your jaw, the second result. Again. "Well, where's Beatrix? Thought she was keeping you company." the tone of your voice dipped with such venom.

From snapping more, you moved around your room picking up clothes that were on the floor to distract yourself.

Riv looked at you, distraught. What did he do? He thought.

He too moved from his spot and went to the table, noticing the book you once held.

You were too angry and pissed to notice him flicking some of the pages.

First it was all about the classes, the colour of the sky, the teacher being annoying.

But one sentence got his eye, it was his name.

okay maybe i do have a teeny weensy crush on riven but that's just it.

it's how it's always been, and nothing is going to change that.

oh my god why am i writing like i'm a̶c̶u̶a̶t̶l̶y actually talking to you.

shit i'm late for class, bye love u.

Riven's eyes widened as his mouth gaped wide open.

The silence disturbed you as you looked back at him, noticing his shocked face, looking into your journal.

The clothes you once held all fell to the floor as you rushed to your table snatching the book away.

"What is wrong with you?!" you finally snapped. The rage and embarrassment bubbling inside you.

"Is it true?" he softly asked, meeting your eyes. You looked away immediately to be ashamed that he found out this way.

"It doesn't matter. You should go." you bitterly spat out, shoving your journal into the edge of the table where no one would think to look for it.

Riven scoffed, "Yeah, it does." he said, moving to stand in front of you.

You hesitantly met his eyes, "No it doesn't." you said to him firmly, almost threatening him to not talk about it any further.

But we all know how stubborn Riven is, he's not going to back down for his life.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked harshly.

"And what? For you to just leave me? What would happen? What would happen differently, Riv? Tell me." your voice went louder as the sentence went, your head held highly in front of him.

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife, you didn't even realise you took a step forward. Your chests are almost touching each other.

Your breathing was heavy because all the pent up feelings you have for the boy in front of you coming out like a tidal wave.

The tension was too much for Riven as cupped your face in his hands and connected his lips with yours.

You sharply took an intake of breath, the kiss sent you speechless. But he pulled away before you could even respond.

"That would happen." he breathed out, head fuzzy from the kiss. You don't know how much he has dreamt about kissing you.

"Oh." you stupidly let out, not comprehending the situation at hand.

Riven chuckled as his hands went down wrapping them around your waist.

"Wait, wait what about Beatrix?" you asked, not wanting to be solved as the second choice, again.

"Nothing." he said, staring at you with that look.

"Nothing?" you questioned, raising your eyebrows.

He nodded, "Yeah, nothing. You're my first choice, always." a smile made its way to his lips, loving the feeling of you in his hands.

You grinned and your lips sealed once again. Your hands rest on his chest, him bringing you closer by your waist.

I wish I were heather.

reblog for a kiss <3

#mine ♡#ftws #ftws riven #winx riven #riven x reader #riven blurb #riven imagine #riven fic #fate the winx saga #fate the winx saga riven

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softkiseu · 9 months

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🪄 𑁍 @wintaecafe.

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theundercoversquid · 2 years

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Head Scratches

Pairing: Sky of Eraklyon x Reader

Summary: You play with Sky’s hair while he naps

Warnings: fate the winx saga

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Sky’s head rested on your chest as he napped. His arm slung across your hips as the rest of him is laid either on you or pressed against you.

To be fair, he needed it. After all the training he was being put through. And the extra training he was putting himself through. You were happy your boyfriend was finally catching up on some much-needed sleep.

In one hand, you held a book. And the other gently ran through Sky’s hair. Massaging his scalp as you went.

Removing your hand from Sky’s head, you move to turn to the next page in your book.

But the moment your fingertips left Sky’s scalp, he let out a disgruntled sound. Grumbling in his sleep as he pushed his head further into you.

Lightly chuckling, you flipped the page before returning your fingers to Sky’s head. Causing him to let out a happy sigh as he relaxed again. Content that your hand was back on his head.

Smiling at your adorable boyfriend, you made a mental note to bring it up to him when he woke up.

Grumbling Sky’s eyes fluttered open.

Grinning sleepily up at you, Sky moved to sit up. Shuffling around until his head was resting on your shoulder as he looked at what you were reading.

“You are adorable, you know that don’t you?” you questioned Sky. Putting the bookmaker in your book, placing it on the bedside table next to you.

“Why?” Sky questions, wary of where this was going.

“You wouldn’t let me take my hand off your head.” You told Sky, Smiling down at him. “Whenever I would take my hand off your head, you would whine and nuzzled your head into me until I put it back. It was so sweet.”

At your words, Sky’s cheeks dusted a light red and a smile spread across his face.

Leaning down, you placed a light kiss on his nose. “It was adorable.” You assure him. “After all you have been through. And are putting yourself through you need some TLC.”

“As long as you are the person giving the the TLC.” Sky grinned admiring you.

“Always.” You assure him. Placing a kiss on his head. Because you most certainly weren’t planning on going anywhere.

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opalsiren · 4 months

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it's time we discussed a h2o reboot. like a full-on reboot, not a continuation nor a prequel of the original series, or a supposedly in-universe spin-off like mako mermaids

we definitely need more diversity race-wise since the original series is startlingly white. we definitely also need lgbt representation, maybe if two characters in the new mermaid trio had powers like rikki and emma they could have a canon relationship? or perhaps the lewis-type science geek in this version of events could be the girlfriend to this universe's cleo. obvi less misogynistic undertones in the writing is a must (see: the treatment of literally any female character other than emma, rikki, cleo, and bella h2o just add water)

at the risk of making the series needlessly gritty, delving into the darker aspects of canon could be a fun time. in the og series we have hiding secrets from family, kidnapping, grooming metaphors, fantasy violence, half a dozen near-death experiences, and allusions to mental ill health that could be further expanded upon in a reboot. i do feel like it would be near impossible to go through everything the merms do in the original series without ending up traumatised, so as a fellow mentally ill girlie i would like to see it!!

other than that, more explanation surrounding the lore could be cute. perhaps the new merms search the oceans for more moon pools, or stumble upon other mermaids. perhaps we could learn about different powers, how many generations of mermaids there are, delve more into the astronomy of it all with different lunar cycles impacting the merms in different ways. of course over-explaining the lore can take the magic out of it, but if done correctly it could be fun to explore

i'm really scratching my head trying to figure out how the og series could be improved upon in a hypothetical reboot so any and all suggestions are welcome!!!!

#of course i am not a reboot girlie by any stretch of the imagination and i'd hate to see a fate;#the winx saga happen to our beloved franchise. but it's fun to speculate nonetheless!!!#h2o just add water #.txt #h2o

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specialagentlokitty · 7 months

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Saul Silva x reader - just hold me

Hi,Thank you so much for all your stories :)Is it possible for you to write something with Saul who is hurt by Rosalind and his reader wife who takes care of him afterwards, please? - Anon💜

The past few months had been absolute hell not only for you but for Saul as well.

He was arrested, sat in a prison cell where you weren’t able to see him or talk to him to reassure him that everything would be okay, then he was on the run and he wasn’t able to contact you.

And when he finally did return to you, you thought things were beginning to go back to normal, beginning to look up.

But you notice how your husbands behaviour never changed, he kept his distance from you, and you didn’t see him much, he spoke to you sometimes but not often.

And you were worried about him.

So you decided to confront him about it, and you waited for him to come back so you could.

Sitting on the chair closest to the door, you half paid attention to whatever video was playing on your laptop as you kept an eye on the time.

He followed a routine, and if he kept that routine and if you were right, he should be walking through the door any second.

But the minute began to pass and there was no sign of him, and as if began ticking to nearly an hour later you started to grow worried.

Then the door opened.

“Hey.” You said.

“Sorry, I was busy with work, have you eaten if not we can order something.” He said.

You watched as he put his jacket away, setting his shoes next to yours beside the door as he made his way into the bedroom.

“(Y/N)?”

“Sorry, no. I’ve not had anything for dinner yet, do you want pizza or something else?”

“Pizza.”

You picked your food, and then handed the phone to him as he walked past so he could choose to whatever it was that he wanted.

You studied him carefully, your eyes changing colour as you used your magic to look at him carefully.

“Are you alright love?” You asked.

“Yes I’m fine, just tired.”

You nodded, getting up, walking over to your desk.

There was perks to being mind fairy and having a job as a scientist.

You could tell he was lying to you, and you had the exact elixir you needed to see if your hypothesis was correct.

You had your theories and thoughts about it over the past few days, but never wanted to put it in place since you didn’t like using magic or anything on him without his knowing.

But this time you had no choice.

Picking up the small bottle, you carefully walked around him, noting how he was carefully watching you until he couldn’t see you anymore.

Standing behind him, you opened the bottle and watched as the most poured out, surrounding him lightly, focusing mainly on his lungs.

“Saul what happened?”

“Nothing really, I did some training that was about it.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

You showed him the bottle and he stood up.

“You’re using your elixirs on me now?” He snapped slightly.

“I’m worried about you Saul, you’re not telling me anything anymore and I know something is going on. It detects traces of magic, I’m developing it for the hospital and police.”

Saul set the bottle down.

“So you tested it on me?”

“Please tell me what’s going on.” You begged lightly.

Saul slowly sat back down, and you walked over, sitting on the table in front of you.

“I… I can’t tell you…”

“Saul you have to…”

He shook his head and you sighed.

“That elixir detects magic that was used to harm people…”

He looked at you, and he took a deep breath as he began to tell you everything that had been happening while he held both your hands.

Everything he had been holding in came spilling out all in one go, everything he wanted to tell you but was too scared.

And you sat there carefully listening to him, never once cutting in it brushing him aside.

When he done, he was sat forward, resting his forehead on your hands, bouncing a leg up and down.

“Hey.. hey it’s okay. You’re okay…” you whispered.

Reaching up, you placed a hand in the back of his head.

“It’s alright..”

“What if she takes it too far…? What if she comes after you next…?”

You shook your head, pressing a kiss to the side of his.

“She’s not the only one who’s mastered other magic sweetheart, she wouldn’t stand a chance..”

“I can handle her hurting me… but not you..”

You sighed, placing your hand on his chin you titled his head towards you.

“I can make you forget it if you want me to Saul, I can block that memory out for you.”

“She’ll know…”

You gave him a small smile.

“She won’t, I promise. I’ll make it seem like you’ve still got that memory, but you won’t.”

“No… no I.. I just..”

He looked at you, and you could see genuine pain in his eyes.

“Just hold m?”

Getting up, you stepped on the sofa and sat yourself behind him, wrapping both your arms tightly around him as he leant back.

“Of course.”

You ran your thumb along the back of his hand, he he sat there trying ti get over the events from the day

#fate the winx saga #fate the winx saga x you #fate the winx saga imagine #fate the winx saga x reader #Saul silva #Saul silva x reader #Saul silva x you #saul silva imagine

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randomimaginesideas · 2 months

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Let me rage part 2

Summary; Finally reunited Valtor and (Y/n) can get back to conquer the magic dimension. (Y/N) gets to meet the Trix and shows why she is Valtor’s right hand. Deciding to infiltrate Alfea she meets the Winx, and becomes an important player in this battle.

This work is also published on AO3 under my username Acourtoffanficsandfeelings, if you prefer to read it there.

Continuation of Together again, and second part of let me rage.

A/N; First, I am incredibly sorry for the delay. I was having an intense writer's block for a certain part in this chapter and didn’t really know how to continue.

It seems that to this day Valtor is still a beloved character, and this fic still gets kudos, and comments. And that motivates me to write. So even if it has taken a while I hope I’ve managed to write a chapter you’re all very happy to read, as I did my best to make it as long as possible to make it up to you guys. While writing this chapter I concluded that this part of the series will be 3 chapters instead of the original two, as I felt it would have the story flow more.

Also because I hope this way to fetch out the character of the reader more, to give her some emotions, and struggles, while still remaining an badass amazing villain lover. And to show you some more moments between Valtor and (Y/N).

So I want to thank everybody again for sticking around,and reading this after my long absence, and if you just found the fic and this was already out when you found my fic, I hope you also enjoy everything that I’ve written so far.

Monday morning. Idle chatter could be heard filling the classroom as some of the Alfea students were waiting for their new teacher to make an appearance. A teacher who was ten minutes late. When the wooden doors started to creak, and announced the arrival of somebody the chatter slowly faded out, and silence filled the room. “Sorry class, I know I’m late, but as I’m sure some of you would agree with me, this school can be quite a maze.” The students, including the famous Winx, watched as the new teacher made her way towards the desk, and placed her bag on it before turning around to face her students. “Hello class, I’m Professor Whiteshade, and I am your new teacher specialized in Enchantix.”

While she was introducing herself (Y/N) could feel the eyes of the students observing her. They took in the white floor length dress that she wore, with the black belt across her waist. She could feel their eyes looking at her blond hair that was so pale it almost looked white when the lights hit it in a certain spot. It had been pulled into an intricate bun to keep the hair out of her face. (Y/N) didn't like the look she had currently on, but there have been worse faces she had turned into.

One of the students raised her hand, gaining (Y/N)’s attention who smiled at her. “Yes,-” She glanced down at one of the papers on her desk, pretending not to have seen Bloom before. Valtor had shown her some of the winx in his scrying orb and explained the most important facts she needed to know: like the fact that Bloom was the fairy of the dragon flame. “Bloom, is it?” The red head nodded, before asking her question. “Not to be rude professor, but why are we now suddenly getting this extra class in our curriculum?”

“Not rude at all, and an understandable question at that. I understand you’re not looking forward to more homework, so I will try to keep it at a minimum. As you all are well aware there is a new threat trying to conquer the magic dimension.” (Y/N) voice got serious as she looked across the room, seeing multiple defeated faces of the fairies who’s home had been affected by Valtor. A good person would have felt bad when she looked at those faces, but (Y/N) knew that sometimes things had to be destroyed for a new world to rise again. A world in which she and Valtor ruled the magic dimension.

“Headmistress Feragonda has asked me to come to Alfea, and teach and guide you students as you learn more about Enchantix in these troubling times. From the information I’ve gotten, two of you have already received your Enchantix.” (Y/N)’s eyes found those of Aisha and Stella, whom she gave a reassuring smile. “You should be proud of yourselves for earning your Enchantix, despite how grave the situation was in which you’ve gotten them.” (Y/N) focused on the class again. Aisha’s and Stella’s expression grew dark as (Y/N) could see the memories of those moments come back to the girls.

“Enchantix isn’t easily gained, it requires great sacrifice. I know of fairies who’ve nearly died in their efforts to earn their Enchantix. And sometimes you need to sacrifice your own happiness and choose to do what’s right because not everything that makes you happy is right.”

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“Are you sure this is the only way?” (Y/n) asked as she looked at the beaten and locked up form of professor Whiteshade, who was currently lying unconscious on the floor. “You know that there is nobody I trust more with this than you.” (Y/N) felt Valtor place his hands on her shoulders as he stood behind her. The two of them were standing in front of Whiteshade’s cell, which was located one floor above Griffins, where Valtor had told her his plan regarding Alfea. “We need to have an inside source, and find the hall of enchantment. They will notice if I or the Trix slip by but they won’t notice you.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, knowing he was right, but not really agreeing with the plan.

“I’ve only just returned to you, and you wish to have me leave again.” She muttered, feeling rejected. Valtor quickly turned her around, guiding her by her shoulders. One of his hands grabbed her chin gently between two fingers, and tilted her head up. “That is a cruel thing to say, for you know that is not my intention. I’ve missed you with all my heart, and I dislike this plan as much as you do, but there is nobody I trust more with this than you. And the sooner this is over with, the sooner you can return to me.” Valtor said as he looked into her eyes, and pressed a brief kiss on (Y/N)’s lips.

A sigh left her lips afterwards as she enjoyed the closeness between them for a moment, knowing that she would have to part from it again so soon, and then she relented. “Alright, I’ll do it.” Valtor smiled at her as he slowly released her from his hold. (Y/N) turned to look at the real professor Whiteshade again, as she whispered a spell, closing her eyes. As soon as the spell had crossed her lips the shadows around them in the room seemed to twist and turn as they started to glide across her body. Through the glimpses of shadow Valtor could see her clothing change from the black dress she wore to a red sundress. Her (Y/H/C) turned into the lightest of blondes. And when the shadows moved away, and (Y/N) opened her eyes, even her eye color had changed.

She looked almost identical to the professor Whiteshade in the cell, only the trained eye would spot the differences. A mole that wasn’t there where it usually was, a scar that wasn’t there, perhaps a bit more weight on the arms or legs. (Y/N) had always been able to manipulate the shadows, to make things seem different from what actually, but only small things like books, trinkets or furniture. But during her years with Valtor he had taught her to think bigger, to practice her spells, and now she was almost able to place the spell on almost anything. For everything in the shadows is not what it seems.

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It had been two weeks since (Y/N) had arrived at Alfea and she was annoyed. She knew she was doing important work for Valtor, passing along information from the room of enhancement to Valtor, but those types of things took time. It turned out that Alfea had finally invested in a librarian who took her work seriously. Although it wasn’t difficult for (Y/N) to charm Barbatea, and learn all about the library. But it also meant that Barbatea knew every nook and cranny, and would know it if things disappeared. So (Y/N) was forced to make copies of some of the lesser important spells, and tried to find substitutes for the more important books and scrolls. (Y/N) was particularly proud of the erotic romance novel she had managed to look like an ancient spell book. Now she just hoped that nobody would open the book.

After spending seventeen years as a statue, her powers were still on the weaker side. Each week she felt her power grow, and Valtor had helped her by sharing his power. But from the moment she had woken up she had used her magic continuously. Pretending to be Griffin when anybody would try to contact her to keep up the appearance that Cloud Tower was still standing. Or that one time they had intercepted a call from Feragonda to King Radius to ask how things were regarding the fountain, and King Radius had replied that; everything was quiet but they would keep an eye out for anything strange and notify her when they did. And now, (Y/N) had to continue to keep up the appearance as professor Whiteshade, and keep the illusions of the books going even if she wasn’t anywhere near them.

And on top of all that she had to actually teach the students something about Enchantix. The first couple of days (Y/N) had mostly placed the focus on introductions in the class, and to Enchanctix, telling what she knew of Enchantix, but she was running out of information. So one day she had made a parkour course for her Enchantix students, before letting them race the others. To make the students see how much stronger they would become if they earned Enchantix, and why it came with such a heavy price.

But the thing that kept (Y/N) going was the fact that she knew Valtor was growing stronger every time she sent him something through the shadows. And Valtor also seemed to know when to say something to her, even when he couldn’t speak with her.

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It was dark in the library, most of the Alfea students were in bed, as were most of its teachers. Barbatea had just wished (Y/N) goodnight, after (Y/N) had promised the librarian she would lock up behind her, but just wanted to research one more thing before her class tomorrow. (Y/N) had turned off the lights, preferring the light from the moon shining through the windows. (Y/N) always waited half an hour after everybody had left to make sure that Barbatea wouldn’t just reappear.

When the half hour had passed (Y/N) slowly rose from the chair she had been vacating, and she closed the book she had been reading. From her bag, which was filled with her students' homework to keep up appearances, she grabbed a gardening book that she had taken from the greenhouse earlier today. After placing it on the table right next to the one she had been reading previously, she placed her hands on top of the books, one on each. (Y/N) closed her eyes, and tried to focus. “Mirror image.” She whispered as she felt her magic move beneath her hands. The headache that had been slowly growing bigger these past week, grew stronger with the new spell she casted.

When (Y/N) opened her eyes she let out a sigh of frustration. It almost looked like the spell had only taken half effect. The title of the spellbook had been transferred to the gardening book, but the flowery cover could still be seen underneath.

(Y/N) lifted her head to look at the ceiling as she took another deep breath, trying to soothe the headache, and focus on the shadows she was already controlling. Her image of professor Whiteshade, and covers of around fifteen books she was trying to keep up, while focusing on creating a new one. If she focused, she could feel the shadow connecting the books together, although weak as it was, it was there. (Y/N) tried to imagine Valtor standing behind her, his hands on her shoulders, placing a kiss on her lips as she had her head tilted backwards. And his words he had whispered to her long ago that fateful day; that she was strong, that she was capable of anything, as long as she remained by his side.

“I miss you.” (Y/N) confessed to the quiet library, with only the moonlight and the shadows as her company. It had been two weeks of no contact with either Valtor or the Trix. And after only a week with Valtor,before she had gone to Alfea, after being stuck in stone for seventeen years felt like a short time to be together again. But (Y/N) also knew that they would have all the time in the world together once Valtor and her conquer the magic dimension.

Thinking with their end goal in mind (Y/N) returned her attention back to her task at hand. “Mirror image.” She said again, and this time when she opened her eyes, she had two identical books. Or at least when you didn’t look too closely. Perhaps a tear wasn’t in the place it always was, and maybe the letter R was a different font but didn’t look out of place at first glance.

(Y/N) stood up and placed the duplicate copy back in the place it belonged, before grabbing the original and walking to a shadowed corner of the library, a place where the moonlight didn’t reach. (Y/N) squatted down and waved her hand, the shadows twisting underneath into a calm whirlpool of shadows. She imagined Cloud Tower, more specially Valtor’s desk, next to the scrying orb as she pushed the book into the shadows, and dropped it.

(Y/N) stood back up again, and went to turn around when she heard a small thunk, and something hitting her ankle. The shadows had gone quiet again, no longer moving as their mistress had no longer any use of them. But that wasn’t what caught (Y/N)’s attention, for she had expected them to be quiet. No, on the ground near her ankle she saw a small circle with something sticking out of it.

After picking it up, (Y/N) made her way towards the window. In the moonlight she saw she was holding onto a ring with a small note attached to it. Before (Y/N) studied the ring she opened up the note. It was a small letter, one that would sometimes have been tied to the foot of a bird. The only message on it was; As promised. Two days.

(Y/N) turned her attention towards the ring. It was a ring that was on the wider side. The first thing that caught her attention was how blue it was. When she looked closer she recognized the blue to be some type of coral, from andros more specifically. The whole inside of the ring was made of polished blue coral, the sides inlaid with gold to give it a more delicate effect. A smile came on (Y/N)’s face as she brought the ring to her chest and held it there for a moment.

Seventeen years ago Valtor had promised her all the jewelry her heart desired when they were rulers of the magic dimension. (Y/N) had mentioned how her sister had gotten a ring from Andros, which had used coral instead of diamonds, and how she had always wanted a ring like that. And how some corals from Andros were worth more than some of the most expensive diamonds. So that was why her sister only had one small part of her ring infused with the coral. In response Valtor had promised she would have the most beautiful ring of Andros one day, even prettier than her sisters.

(Y/N) remembered how Aisha hadn’t been in class today as there was another attack on Andros. Seemed like Valtor had remembered his promise. With a smile (Y/N) placed the ring around her, or rather professor Whiteshade’s, finger. She tore up the paper and threw it in the trash, making sure nobody would be able to read it, and even then it couldn’t be traced back to her. With renewed strength (Y/N) made her way out of the library, and towards her bedroom.

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That had been two days ago. It was now Saturday, and everybody, teachers and students, were free to do as they pleased today. But (Y/N) had been on edge the whole day, just waiting for something to happen. She kept herself busy by making sure all her shadows were still where she needed them to be, and keeping her head ache to a minimum. But she did all that from the solitude of her bedroom. (Y/N) was in the habit of keeping her curtains almost closed, not a fan of the burning daylight.

Her attention was pulled when the small streak of light that came from the crack in between the curtains turned dark. Opening her curtains she could see storm clouds gathering above Alfea as it started to rain. If (Y/N) hadn’t suspected something was amiss, the fact that the magic barrier was going up was a definite sign.

Relief and excitement coursed through (Y/N)’s body. Relief that her stay in Alfea would finally be over, and excitement to know the future that will be waiting for them. (Y/N) stepped out of her room and ran into professor Palladium and professor Wizgiz who had also been residing in their chambers. The tree of them ran up towards one of the rooftops, knowing that Faragonda had gone there to activate the barrier. “Miss Faragonda!” Professor Palladium called out to her, gaining her attention.

“Brace yourself. The lighting is bewitched, and clearly the work of Valtor.” Faragonda warned them as she turned to look back in the sky. Up in the storm clouds the mark of Valtor had appeared, whenever the lighting struck it grew brighter. Faragonda turned her attention back to the professors at her side. “Keep your eyes open, be prepared,-” “Look, he’s using the witches from Cloud Tower.” Professor Wizgiz said, pointing towards the storm cloud. Professor Wizgiz was right. From the storm clouds, they’re hands outstretched came the lighting that had previously been in the clouds. The lighting struck the magical barrier, and with Valtor controlling them the magic of the witches was a lot stronger than they’d normally had, making the barrier fall apart.

Faragonda turned back around to face her colleagues. “Alright, get the girls. They’ll need our help, and we’ll need theirs.” Faragonda said with confidence before she was hit with lighting from behind. Luckily with everything going on it just seemed like professor Whiteshade stepped away from the blast to protect herself, and certainly not because she didn’t feel the need to catch the headmistress. (Y/N) had to give credit where credit was due, and Faragonda quickly got back up again. “Alright, you two,-” Faragonda looked in the direction of the professor's Palladium and Wizgiz. “Gather all the fairies and prepare for battle.” The two professors ran off as the barrier fully broke, and tiny glittering pieces fell down the sky.

Then Faragonda looked professor Whiteshade in the eyes. “Go to the library and don’t let any of the information get into the wrong hands.” (Y/N) turned to walk towards the library when she heard Faragonda call out her lover’s name, which made her stop in her tracks. Faragonda was way too focused on Valtor who came down from the sky to notice that she had stopped.

Valtor landed with two feet on the ground, arms folded together in front of his chest. “We meet again, Faragonda, it has been a while.” Valtor smiled as he tilted his head slightly sideways, almost as if he pitied the woman standing in front of him. “You’ve grown old.” He added chuckling. For the briefest of moments (Y/N) saw his eyes go over Faragonda’s shoulder in her direction, before returning towards the furious headmistress.

“You’ve bewitched the girls from Cloud Tower.” She accused before throwing a spell at him in her anger. Valtor managed to easily catch the spell with his hand, before throwing it back in Faragonda’s direction, which managed to hit her in the chest. Faragonda flew backwards towards the edge of the roof, hitting the brick wall. She landed close to (Y/N), who was now calmly inspecting the spectacle. Now that Faragonda could see that professor Whiteshade had remained standing, (Y/N) could see the clogs in her head turning. “I’ve always been known to be rather persuasive.” Valtor said, walking closer towards them as (Y/N) slowly started to make his way towards him. “No, no!” Faragonda muttered, almost shocked, as realization slowly started to dawn on her. “Or should I say, we are very persuasive.”

“I suppose we are.” (Y/N) chuckled, as she let herself drop the image of professor Whiteshade for a moment. With each blink of Faragonda’s eyes a different person was standing next to Valtor. One moment in her place stood the professor, then Griffin, and then King Radius , and with the next blink shadows circled around the woman standing next to Valtor, revealing the woman lying behind the shadows, beneath all the false faces she created. A smile on her lips that Faragonda knew all too well from many years ago, then the professor was back in place but the smile still remained. “Well, as fun as this little reunion is, I was under strict orders to make sure the information in the library would not fall under the wrong hands.” (Y/N) told Valtor, who matched the smile on her face.

“Well then, you better get going. Faragonda and I have a lot of catching up to do anyway.”

#imagine #imagine valtor #valtor x reader #winx club valtor #valtor imagine #winx valtor #winx baltor #baltor #winx club #canon divergence

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This is a question about the show. I saw some people saying it’s unfair Daphne be the next Queen of Domino, because Bloom save the planet. So, What you think about it? Bloom should be the next queen, or defy Daphne?

I think it’s should be Daphne, because she probably was been training for it to her whole life. And Bloom doesn’t seems to be ready for that.

I mean, from the writer's perspective, making Daphne the heir to the throne saves them from getting into trouble with Bloom/Sky – which is very much the end goal here, no matter how we might feel about it. Because if the only possible queen of a planet marries the king of another planet, they get into some reeeeaaal weird inheritance issues. They could always pull another eraklyian heir out of their ass and have Sky be Bloom's trophy husband on Domino, but they're very much pushing the hero/princess dynamic with them and I doubt they would downgrade Sky like that.

Leaving that aside, I am a huge fan of Queen Bloom. It doesn’t do a whole lot for her canon goals and needs, sure, but. Rule of cool, u know? She's a pretty decent leader, a powerful fairy and would look fantastic on a throne. I don’t think governing an entire planet is something a human can be really ready for, but I think she could grow into it! HOWEVER. In any scenario that I would imagine her getting crowned in, Daphne stays dead.

If Daphne lives, she's… well, the older one? Winx Club isn’t an inheritance drama, so there's not much emphasis put on the rules of that, but it just seems reasonable. She's older, she's a godlike nymph, she literally died to protect the Dragon Flame. (To protect her sister. But the dragon flame is the relevant part in that context) She's been an only child for about 16 years, it seems pretty obvious that she's been the intended heir since the beginning.

Add to that that Bloom has given no indication at any point to have political ambitions or aspirations to queendom, and you've got the perfect solution: an adult who is both prepared and willing to rule, and a slightly younger adult who gets to hang out with her friends, fight evil and occasionally call in favors with big sis when people get in her way. Living the dream!

#asks #winx Club #before you ask: I know about thoren. I just don’t care about thoren.#also!#there is one situation I can imagine queen bloom where Daphne lives #which is if nymphdom somehow leads Daphne to abdicate #which seems a bit out of left field but consider:#the nine nymphs of magix are treated as some kind of mythical figures #gods almost #they’re engraved on temples or museums and seen as near omnipotent advisors and influences #and I just don’t think that kind of spiritual status mixes well with worldly politics #I’d even argue being a queen would be a downgrade

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hellobabydoll333 · 9 days

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My Doe-Eyed Love

Pink tinted cheeks, youthful eyes, plump two-toned lips, brown skin, long dark eyelashes, cute button nose, honey brown hair n dumpling cheeks

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thedragonkween · 2 years

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𝐩𝐨𝐯: 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐫.

tags: reader gender not specified (but it's mentioned that you're a fairy), no use of y/n, no mention of reader's physical appearance or race, safe for work headcanons

dedicated to my bestie @la-principessa-della-squadra !

You, being the amazing and powerful Enchantix fairy that you are, have managed to catch the Lord of Evil’s attention.

At first, Valtor noticed you for your power. Your knowledge of magic spells and fighting prowess made you a force to be reckoned with! He was surprised to see you counter his spells and avoid his attacks with all the skill of an accomplished fighter. Not only were you able to stand your ground, you could also launch powerful attacks of your own that, even if they were not effective enough to seriously harm him, they could actually keep him on his toes. And he soon found out that he loved that.

Had the great Lord of Evil finally found his match? And in a fairy, nonetheless. He never thought so highly of your kind, but thanks to you, maybe he actually had to change his mind.

You were a challenge for him - he liked having to figure out the most effective strategy to best you, as if your encounters were chess games that played out in real life.

Soon, he started to notice you for other things. The radiant beauty of your Enchantix form, for one. You were beautiful and powerful… a dangerous mix for him.

Then, he wanted to know more about you. He started to spy on you with his magic, and he loved that it seemed as if you could feel his presence. Goosebumps rising on your skin and a kind of weight bearing down on you as his keen eyes watched you interact with your friends and train for your battles. He was thrilled that you seemed to be able to know when he was watching you - further solidifying his belief that you were soulmates, in a twisted way.

He wanted to make you his, to have you rule beside him and to serve as his loyal partner and adviser. And Valtor always gets what he wants.

The first time he tries to whisk you away happens at a magic ball held in princess Stella’s honor on Solaria. It’s an event meant to celebrate both the princess and the Winx’s accomplishments, therefore almost all of the magic dimension is present. The joyous atmosphere is contagious, and soon you find yourself lost in the festivities, laughing with your fellow fairies despite the stress of the current events… and despite the familiar weight of someone watching you. In your gut, you knew who it was, yet you still had to admit to yourself that you were almost certain that the person who was spying on you was the Lord of Evil.

You dance happily and start to forget your worries, spinning around in the arms of one of the Specialists. When suddenly, you turn around and see him. Standing in the midst of the dance floor, happy couples danced around him, seemingly unaware that the most powerful wizard of the magic dimension had just crashed the party.

His blue eyes are trained on you, staring into your soul, as his lips twist in a victorious smirk. You freeze, mouth agape and eyes wide, and no one bats an eye as Valtor makes his way towards you. His steps are unhurried and confident, and he looks as if he had actually changed outfits for the party: his long golden hair is tied neatly in a long ponytail at his back, and even his burgundy coat seems more elaborate than the one he usually wore.

You quickly regain your senses, but before you can move a muscle he’s on you, holding you in a tight embrace and spinning you on the dancefloor of the throne room as if nothing were amiss.

As you question how such a feat is possible, he scoffs and replies that a simple illusion spell is enough to mask his presence so that only you could see the real him - the other guests only saw an inconspicuous party attendee. Of course he had the power to disguise himself so that only you could see his true form…

He asks you to join him as he twirls you on the dance floor. Surprisingly, you find yourself enjoying his attention, and that actually scares you. Yet, you refuse his offer, and at that moment Valtor reveals himself and a big fight ensues. You and your friends manage to save the party and the guests from harm, Valtor retreating to the shadows, for now. Yet, the seed of doubt has been planted in your mind. And that is the most important thing for him.

When you return home that night, you know something has changed in you. You recall the feeling of his strong grip on your waist as you danced in sync with the music, his mischievous and cold gaze as he explained what he wished to do with you…

Having you doubt your loyalty is enough for Valtor, for now. He has become quite fond of you and soon, he will have you. With you ruling at his side, nothing will be able to stop him from conquering the entire magic dimension.

#valtor #baltor #valtor x reader #baltor x reader #winx #winx club #valtor x you #valtor imagines #baltor x you #baltor imagines #mywriting

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