stella @luxprincepes - Tumblr Blog

❝ project STRENGTH and POWER. never show WEAKNESS. See, that’s all she cares about and i’m an extension of her strength.

my magic has to be powerful at any cost.

that’s what she taught ME. ❞

ind. | mutuals only | stella from fate: the winx saga | written by rose | psd

#ftws rp #fate the winx saga rp #the winx saga rp #winx saga rp #stella rp #( &sp. )

forgot to post it here but i’m gonna be slow, if not non-existent this week bc it’s tech week for a show i’m working on.

#( &ooc.)#[ it's online bc y'know but it's still killing me ]

wxrgirl:

@luxprincepes ♥’ed this.

“You are Stella, right?”, Marian approached the blonde girl in front of her, lips distorted into something that might even count as a smile, “Headmistress Dowling told me to seek you out if I get into any trouble. Princess Stella it is, is it not?” While the main goal behind this entire charade, behind her days here at Alfea, was to find the Dragonflame the young witch hoped befriending the crown-princess of Solaria brought her power within the social hierarchy of this so-called school, possibly even turn the tights of destiny towards them and their plan. Who knew for what this could be good once the war was near? But now, as she stood in front of the girl - a girl that was older and bigger than she was herself, towering almost and making her feel small and unsure for only a heartbeat - she quickly realised that befriending Stella might be harder than at first expected. “Well, if you could spare a moment of your time?”, she added and for once the nervous tone of her voice was not even acted.

Someone was approaching her. Someone who wasn’t Sky, her suitemates, Riven or Kat. Not even someone she’d known from her first year at Alfea—not that she wanted to talk many of them anyway. It was just...odd.

Even so, she kept her composure. She held her head high. She kept her eyes locked on the other’s and she gave her a half-hearted, tight-lipped smile.

“Yes,” she replied. “I am.” She quirked a brow at the mention of Headmistress Dowling She knew she might to put in some work to look after the first years as a mentor, but she hadn’t realized it would be this much. Her smile tightened even more and she crossed her arms over her chest. “And, I suppose I already have, so why not?”

#wxrgirl #[ this is great thanks! ]

@yunhuntress said: why are you twitching ?

“I’m not,” she lied.

It was all over her face. Her brows were furrowed. Her thumbs twiddled. She could barely meet Fang’s eyes, but she couldn’t help it. She didn’t like getting caught like this. She didn’t like getting caught looking weak. She swallowed hard, took a breath, and pursed her lips.

“I just don’t want to sit around waiting, all right?”

#yunhuntress

bloom-the-fairy-changeling:

Bloom could see the change in Stella’s persona, she always seemed so self assured but not today. Despite the firm no Bloom saw something different, however it took her back slightly. Holding her hands up in a surrender her tone remained quiet. “Okay, Okay. Why is that is that for best. If this this warning…You have to at least tell me what it’s about.”

For a moment, Stella kept a careful eye on her mother. She seemed to be having a rather serious conversation with Sky’s—now very much alive—father and it unsettled her. At another time, she would have loved to see reunited, but now it sent a chill down her spine. She watched the conversation become more and more heated and intense until they both excused themselves in left. It seemed like it was a conversation they didn’t want to be having in front of other people.

As they both fully exited the premise, Stella exhaled. She didn’t realize she had been holding her breath all that time.

“All right.” She sighed and leaned in closer. “Musa knows, but I don’t want it spreading around some of the other girls. All right?”

#bloomthefairychangeling

stilessderek

Hannah van der Westhuysen as Stella in Fate: The Winx Saga

#an extension of her strength | ( &self. )

bloom-the-fairy-changeling:

Turning to face Stella while remaining seated at her desk Bloom for brief moment was confused by her whisper. The slight frown across her face faded as she looked over her rooms mates shoulder at her mother. Stella’s expression planted concern in Bloom’s stomach, slowly standing she whispered closely. “How do you mean? Do you need help?” They might not have always got on but she needed someone Bloom would do all she could to help.

“No.”

She spoke firmly, but she couldn’t make eye contact with anyone. She wanted so badly to not need help, to be able to handle her mother, but the moment she was in the room, Stella could barely breathe. If only she knew that Stella was contemplating asking Bloom for help. She’d probably try to take her out of school another time, or worse. Frankly, she didn’t want to know what she’d do, so Stella brushed off the thought. Never show weakness, right?

“Although I suppose you don’t know about her the way everyone else does. That’s probably for the best.”

#bloomthefairychangeling

“Bloom.” Her voice was soft, barely audible. Her mouth hung open for a moment as though she might say more. She wanted to apologize. She wanted to say she was sorry for the way she treated Bloom when she first got here, but it’s not the royal way. Instead, she settled on apology through action, or rather, a warning.

“Be careful. You don’t know what she’s like.”

Her gaze briefly met her mother’s. She feigned a smile and quickly looked away.

@bloom-the-fairy-changeling

#bloomthefairychangeling #[ i hope this is okay! ]