Daphne Clarke

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dragonfairybloom‌:

Bloom paced her room back and forth, she’d been calling sky for hours but he never picked up. She didn’t want to think he was avoiding her, but with Diaspro around she was feeling helpless. What if they were necking right now? What if he was secretly dating her? She had to know before it was too late, but before she could do anything a knock was heard at her door. “Hm?” She said to herself as she opened the door. “Daphne!” She said with excitement in her voice as she nodded for her to come inside. “Please sit anywhere you like!”

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“Hey, Bloom...” she says, walking past her sister to come inside. She walked past the suite lounge to her bedroom and sat on the bed. She hoped Bloom got the hint that she wanted some privacy. When Bloom came to her, Daphne looked up at her and bit her lip before talking. “I... I need advice.” she said.

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Daphne shifted uncomfortably after knocking on the door of the senior girls’ suite. It wasn’t like her to be so uncomfortable talking to the Winx - or her own sister for that matter - but the topic of importance was... delicate.

She waited at the door for what felt like an eternity before the door finally opened in front of her.

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jasperofgems‌:

✦ — .* This was her moment to pitch in. Diaspro nodded sympathetically but at the mention of the Dragon Fire, the wheels in her mind started turning.  ❝That makes sense. Everyone in the whole wide universe gets educated on our origin and where our strength came from. It’s no surprise that everyone would want to help restore the home planet of only the greatest source of magic in the realm. Which I’m sure you’re more familiar with than I, after all, everyone has heard great tales of you one way or another too.❞ Di praised the nymph with a smile.

With folded knees and her chin elegantly resting on her palm, she turned all her attention on the blonde. It felt important to make accurate mental notes so she would be of the greatest assistance to the princess as possible. This gesture, no matter how small, might be one of her only chances to get on good terms or even deserve favours she’d be able to cash in later.  ❝I have one word for you: shoulder pads.❞ Diaspro responded to the question. Her advice was genuine, knowing broader shoulders were both fashionable and powerful. ❝Of course, that’s only part of the outfit but to see the whole picture, I could glue some fabric ideas and fashion scraps together for you? Then we can go shopping with a purpose or tell your tailor how to do their job!❞

A small sigh of relief fell from Diaspro’s lips and she gave princess Daphne something not many people ever got to see: a grateful smile. Sure, she was met with some last few remarks but Di was pretty much born waving off criticism. ❝A force of habit, I apologize. Of course, I’ll only lead where necessary. It’s all about the group effort, I get it.❞ She nodded convincingly, almost believing her own lies.  ❝And of course, I can fill in a form! I’ll make sure to put all the promises I’ve made here tonight on there and sign it so the board will know it’s practically binding already and have nothing to worry about. Now I suppose a thank you is in place here for you, Miss Clarke.❞

Daphne couldn’t but blush a little at Diaspro’s comment. Yes, she was well aware that her sacrifice to save the Magical Dimension was fruitful in having saved Bloom. She felt a little odd sometimes knowing that had that not all taken place, she would have been keeper of the Dragon Fire and Bloom a non-magical being. With everything Bloom has done in Daphne’s absence, it was almost unimaginable that Daphne would have filled that role, herself.

She tried to shrug off the thoughts running rampant to reply to her student. “Thanks, Di... really.” She rubbed her arms a bit, feeling self-conscious. “It does feel weird sometimes that I should realistically be, what? in my 30s? 40s?” She shook her head. “I’d be completely lost without my family.”

“Shoulder pads?” she asked. “Like big pointy ones?” She could only picture something like a villain wearing those. Hadn’t Headmistress Griffin worn those a lot? “Those would definitely make me feel in my 40s.”

Daphne smiled genuinely. “Of course, Di,” she said. “I’m always happy to help....” she trailed off, wondering if she should add the comment or not. She decided. “I mean, as a teacher... and a friend? We are going shopping together after all.” 

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of-shadows-and-illusions‌:

“Not exactly hysterically, you just caught me in a better mood than I’m usually in.” She clarified, not willing to admit that she was laughing at the other’s misfortune, Darcy didn’t feel much like starting any form of fight today with anyone, despite her usual objectives being the exact opposite. 

“You seem distraught, let’s pretend like I care enough to ask, what’s wrong exactly?” She hoped the other would begin venting and letting out more negativity.

Daphne sat back and watched the other girl for moment. That was certainly unlike the witch she had heard about. But Daphne couldn’t really say anything further on the matter. And it did seem like she was in a better mood, having restrained herself from insulting Daphne on the spot.

But the next comment completely caught Daphne off guard. Did Darcy actually want to hear what Daphne was worried about? Did she really want to help her enemy’s sister? 

Daphne smiled, in spite of herself. “Well, if that’s the question....” She sighed again. “It’s just that I had no idea that agreeing to both the crown and being a professor would be so difficult to balance. I’m supposed to go home this weekend for some royal meeting, but I have so many papers to grade.” She opened her arms wide, gesturing to the mess of papers scattered around her on the grass.

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of-shadows-and-illusions‌:

Oh how she hated Alfea, her reasoning? She wasn’t too sure, something about the building just made her feel physically sick to her stomach. So why did she torture herself, standing just on the verge of being near it. The building just in her line of sight. 

Her eyes darted to the stranger who seemed to be struggling to cope with something, this slight hint of misery made the witch chuckle to herself softly, folding her arms across her chest as she tried not to draw attention to herself. 

Just when she thought she might scream aloud, Daphne thought she felt a presence. She looked around to see none other than Darcy standing not too far away.

Daphne didn’t have much of an impression of Darcy herself. She knew one of her ancestors destroyed Domino and that she was proud of it. She had met her only once when the Trix attempted to ruin her coronation. And she had heard of what went down between her, Riven and Musa years ago.

Her lips formed a thin line and she took a breath. “Laughing hysterically now, are we?” she asked sweetly.

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guardianofnaturc‌:

When she wasn’t hanging around her friends, Flora often found herself outside in the garden or wandering through the woods in her free time. Today she’d chosen to pay the nearby park a visit as a chance to relax and practice some of her more delicate powers in a quiet area. The park was rather devoid of flowers this year, so Flora had taken up the duty of planting new ones around the benches and alongside the tree-line that separated the park from the woods. She was about halfway done when she spotted the history of magic professor sitting by herself looking particularly stressed. Daphne wasn’t someone Flora was very close to - despite being the roommate of the princess’ sister - but Flora felt the instinctual need to help her.

“Are you alright?” Flora asked gently as she sat down beside Daphne, hoping her sudden appearance wouldn’t spook the other girl.

“I just don’t know what’s wrong with me,” Daphne said, her word flowing freely in spite of herself. “I have so many papers to grade for all the different years of students, then I had a meeting back in Domino this weekend so I won’t have time to grade the papers there, so I’m trying to get it done now and I just can’t put pen to paper!” She groaned, exasperated.

She finally shook her head at the other girl. “I’m sorry, Flora, this has nothing to do with you and yet here I am rambling at you. I’m just really stressed. I’m sorry to vent at you like that.” She put her face in her hands in embarrassment.

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jasperofgems‌:

✦ — .* At the mention of the blonde’s home planet, Diaspro could only imagine what it looked like based on textbooks from the library. ❝I’m afraid I have not yet gotten the pleasure to explore your kingdom’s finest shopping malls. I, surprisingly, spent most of my time in Isis since I had everything I needed right there. And all family vacations always set sail to our neighbouring planet Eraklyon. Magix is only the third planet I’ve set foot on, come to think of it.❞ Diaspro pulled a pensive face while making the quick sum. No wonder she’s not as liked across the planets if she never sets foot on them. That had to change.  ❝I’d love to pay a visit someday soon now I hear its revival was very successful! I would’ve figured it was still in the building stages, actually.❞ She wanted to make herself known and travel to the biggest names in the universe first and whether she liked it or not, Domino was now back in the business. At the mention of magazines and outfit help, Diaspro’s eyes widened and her smile grew genuinely excited. She almost jumped off the couch to jump on the opportunity.  ❝Oh, please! I have tons of experience with that, let me help you!❞ She was a princess. She could easily win over the school and the universe, right?

Hearing all the praise for her idea, made her act demure and flattered. The same way she handled interested suitors a minute before showing off her engagement ring to them. She put her hand against her chest, using the other to wave of the compliments as it was the appropriate thing to do.  ❝I shall request a meeting with them in the morning. Unless you would like to do the honours of pitching the idea during the next faculty meeting?❞ She asked with a friendly smile, eyebrow slightly raised at the unsuspecting other. Truth to be told, Di was scared to death to be rejected. Especially considering even someone as kind as princess Daphne seemed to have a few reservations about the whole plan. If she would never be the one to propose it, she would always avoid possible rejection.  ❝Ah, of course, it has to look like a welcoming group to the public eye. Don’t worry, I see what you’re implying. I’ll just run a tight ship backstage. No one will have to know except for the students. The more exclusive a group is, the more people are dying to join, after all.❞ She winked as if she had it all figured out.

“Yeah, it grew surprisingly quickly,” she said happily. She was - in reality - very  proud of her home planet and how much they prided themselves on strength after tragedy. “A lot of it probably had to do with it being home to the Dragon Fire,” she said.

Daphne straightened at how excited Di seemed to be about helping her with getting ready for her interview. “Well, I want to look confident but classy,” she started. “It’s my first interview since coming back... you know,” she said a little more uneasily. “But I want to show everyone that I’m right for the role as crown princess and that I’ll do a great job leading Domino on the right path to success again.” She frowned. “How do you dress like that though?” But she knew with full confidence that Diaspro would have the answer.

She looked at Diaspro quizzically. Normally, she knew her to want to do everything herself in line with her arrogance that was pretty well-known. But she was asking Daphne for help. She paused. “While I’m not crazy about you ruling it like a queen,” she started, “I wouldn’t mind bringing it to the board. But I’d like you to fill out the form on the school’s website. If you bring it to me tomorrow morning, I can bring it to the meeting tomorrow afternoon.”

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jasperofgems‌:

✦ — .* GENUINELY INTRIGUED, SHE NODDED as if someone like Diaspro could ever understand the concept of low-maintenance. But perhaps it was worth learning! “That’s cute.“ History books had taught her that princess Daphne was, besides the heir of revived Domino, one of the nine nymphs that once lay at the very base of the entire magical dimension. That meant power. Greater than one would think by the smiling blonde possessed at first sight. And if Di could put her own envy aside, she might be able to string the other along as her guide. “Must you have one guilty pleasure though, or an urge to splurge, feel free to hit me up whenever. I have made it my personal quest to find the places to shop… and we look like we have the same size, even! Wonderful!” 

The idea of a study group didn’t sound as appealing as the tactics she currently used: bribing a bunch of brainiacs to do her homework for her. The idea of personal time with princess Daphne, however, and getting both a good reputation and good grades out of it, sounded all too alluring. “I’m in.” She blurted out. “Everything you just proposed, sounded so… dare I say, great? I will make sure your dedication and helpfulness to this cause will be rewarded. And this goes without saying: all snacks and other accommodation costs will be on me.” With one hand, she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and conjured up a smile. She might want her help but she couldn’t let Daphne top her. Or make the rules. “I do have a say in which students will join the group, right? Just like with the competition, I feel like only people whose interests lean into mine should be privileged enough to join. I can’t surround myself with misfits, after all.”

Daphne smiled. “I’ll absolutely be sure to hit you up. Have you ever shopped on Domino? Being unfrozen can do wonders for creativity in the fashion market,” she said jokingly. But to be totally honest, revitalized Domino was almost on par with Magix for its shopping. “Come to think of it, I have an interview with Domino Weekly next month that I could use some help with if you want to pick out an outfit with me.”

Daphne allowed a satisfied smirk to cross her face. “That’s great Di, the school board will be ecstatic about that part and will gladly let it run if it’s student-funded!” At the second part however, she wasn’t as excited about. “Umm, well, although we both come from kingdoms, the school feels that a more democratic policy should apply to clubs and the like. But since you’re the founder, then you could probably be on the first elected board of the club by default.” she proposed.

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Daphne didn’t know what to do. She had so many papers to grade, but she was needed back at home in Domino this weekend for some formal meeting or kingdoms. She had no idea who to go to for advice. She’d normally just ask Bloom, but being the older sister made her embarrassed of the need to ask.

She was sitting in the park near Alfea while trying to calm herself by listening to the birds and make a to-do list in her notebook. It might have been better to just start the paper-grading, but she was in such a state, she couldn’t manage.

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                      ⊰ ˛ ⋄ ʿ ✧  COME JOIN THE CLUB !

              Do you know the POWER you have? Can you feel the MAGIC that is inside of you? FLY with us, and you’ll understand: you are magic if you just BELIEVE that it’s true! 

Welcome to Magix  –  where dreams come true and people grow into more than they ever imagined. Nearby the impressive city of Magix ( the planet’s most important metropolis ) are the famous schools of Alfea, Cloud Tower &. Red Fountain. Each year, hundreds of magical creatures from all around the magic dimension come together to enroll in one of these schools, wanting to become better at the art of sorcery. Not only do they learn how to handle their powers, but they learn important values such as bravery, ambition and most of all – friendship. So what are you waiting for? Let fantasy university life enchant you!

         YOU’RE MAGIC NOW! WE’LL SHOW YOU HOW !

✧SUMMARY ✧ APPLICATION  ✧ RULES  ✧

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jasperofgems‌:

✦ — .* SHE SMILED AT THE INVITATION until she happily walked into what must be one of the most common rooms she’d ever seen. Or perhaps her overly white and overly chic suite, that she had practically paid to be built, was a little extravagant. Either way, Diaspro accidentally said, “It’s so much smaller in here than I thought.” At least she could suppress the tiny conceited smile that would otherwise give away how much that fact pleased her. Just healthy jealousy between princesses, of course. Sitting on the couch, she faked some friendly feelings for her teacher, “Well, now that I came up with the other solution, becoming the best seems kind of like a lot of work? It would be so much easier and more fun to hold the competition. I would get to help some of the more poor people in my country and I’m sure that their gratefulness will automatically make them like me before they even arrive.” She explained further, not one to easily trade her ideas in for someone else’s. Even though saying it out loud, made her own idea seem like the one that costs the most effort… “But I suppose a study group would be worth a try while I prepare to contact home. It’s just…” She bit her lip, remembering she was talking to a teacher to whom she could never confess where her straight A’s truly came from. Let’s just say they weren’t the result of her own brain. “What does a study group even do? Will you be in it to give like private classes? Because then it sounds worth my time, honestly.”

Daphne was glad Diaspro decided to join her. Despite Bloom’s warnings, she did find Diaspro amusing but friendly enough. She hoped to dig a little deeper into the other crown princess’ psyche and maybe make a fellow royal friend. Regardless, Diaspro’s comment took her aback a bit. “I’d like to think of myself as a low-maintenance kind of girl,” she said lightly with a smile.

“A study group can just get together and make guides or teach each other things someone else in the group might be confused about,” she explained, pointedly skipping the competition idea again. “And if you would like me to be part of it, I’d love to offer my help! You can use my classroom as a meeting place,” she offered. “We could do snacks and such too; just no drinking on school grounds,” she added quickly.

As for the competition... have you thought about maybe raising money through a car wash or bake sale and then offering a scholarship? Maybe have an essay-based competition for the... underprivileged?” she worded carefully.

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jasperofgems‌:

✦ — .* THE PRINCESS ALWAYS FORGOT that the meaning of the word friend meant so much more among commoners. They needed to fill the void with something other than material company, after all. “Friends, huh? Well, the only one joining me from Isis was cousin Lissy. Oh! Perhaps that’s not such a bad idea, Miss Clark. Perhaps I should write home and order them to host a little competition among our planet’s students. Yes… Yes and then the winners win a scholarship to come study with me, right here at Alfea!” Diaspro thought out the whole plan on the spot. Only then she remembered her professor must’ve felt so left out now. “Gosh, that’s brilliant. I was actually just planning on becoming the best of the class, ask you to tutor me and gain respect that way, but flying in friends is so much better, don’t you think?”

Daphne shook her head. “Why don’t you come sit with me a minute?” she said, letting the other blonde in. She sat on the couch. “I think if we back up a second, we might have some good ideas here,” she said. “I think that aiming for best in the class is a great goal to have! But, you have to make sure you don’t over stress yourself. We could put it out there that there’s a student looking for a study group,” she suggested. “You already have straight A’s, Di. I think if you work with others, you might help them and they might help you too.” Then Daphne pinched the bridge of her nose. “As for flying people in for a competition to receive an education here, I don’t think that’s the approach you’d want to take. How do you feel about the study group?” She tried to steer the topic away from the competition idea.

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jasperofgems‌:

✦ — .* A BIG SMILE FOUGHT its way up Diaspro’s features, albeit a little conceited. She replied, “Well, you’re welcome! If you ever need more challenging, rewarding tasks to do, feel free to hit me up any time from now on.” She was pretty oblivious to the other’s lack of enthusiasm and gratitude and even her possible sarcasm. In her eyes, Domino’s crown princess had taken a wise decision to maintain a minimum level of civilization around Di and Di… well, she knew whose powers she had to befriend around here. Gently, she lifted the piece of paper for the other to see. “As the school year progresses, I’ve been feeling a little out of touch with the whole place. Most people still don’t know me around here, I haven’t been able to deny any invitations because to be quite honest with you, no one has asked me! So I, cleverly figured the best way to have a successful year would be by focusing more on my academic skill set. If you catch my drift…?”

Daphne had zero clue what Diaspro was implying. She was more stunned by how oblivious to her sarcasm the other girl was an had to stifle a laugh. At least it made the conversation a little easier then. She was pretty amused by the fact that Diaspro had not only expected by seemingly needed attention in the form of invitations. “Out of touch? I mean, you have friends here, right?” she said with a raised eyebrow. “Catch your drift...?”

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jasperofgems‌:

✦ — .* STRETCHING HER BACK, making sure she was sporting a proper posture, Diaspro held the pink, perfumed piece of paper between her slender fingers and waited. That’s all she could do until Daphne would open the door for her. Luckily it didn’t take too long, just a few friendly knocks, because standing in front of a closed door was an unfamiliar experience for the royal blonde, to say the least. “Miss Clarke, good evening! Oh good, you weren’t busy,” Diaspro noted when looking inside the room. “Then I will be able to cross you from the list soon. My to-do list, that is.”

Daphne was surprised by how strongly she had to resist the urge to roll her eyes or make a rude-sounding noise. But her upbringing was on her side this evening and she managed a calm demeanor. “If by weren’t busy, you mean I definitely wasn’t enjoying my time not grading assignments alone in my apartment... then no, I suppose not,” she said dryly but offered a sly smile. She did enjoy Diaspro’s presence even if it meant she had to have her patience tested a bit. “Now what’s this about a to-do list and why am I on it?”

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It was a quiet evening, and Daphne was just finishing dinner in her apartment. She was at peace with her pajamas on and watching TV when she heard frantic banging on the door. She furrowed her brows and quickly put her bowl of soup on the table. She peaked through the peephole and opened the door, a confused expression on her face.

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basilrarhee‌:

Basil was a little desperate at this point. For goodness sake, all he did was go off for a moment to answer the call of nature and then the next thing he knew, his pet frog was gone. Sprinting to the nearest house he saw, he banged on the front door, which now as he thought of it, wasn’t a good choice for a friendly hello. A girl with blonde hair opened the door, and he said, “hi sorry, have you seen a frog about ye big?” He gestured to a size that was larger than his own chest. 

Daphne had a thousand questions. How did a guy get onto Alfea property in the middle of the night? How did he get up to her apartment above her office? Why was he looking for a huge frog? She folded her arms and took a better look at him. He didn’t seem like he would have snuck in. Maybe he was just really really lost. “Alright, back up. Where did you last see your frog?”

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It was a quiet evening, and Daphne was just finishing dinner in her apartment. She was at peace with her pajamas on and watching TV when she heard frantic banging on the door. She furrowed her brows and quickly put her bowl of soup on the table. She peaked through the peephole and opened the door, a confused expression on her face.