#Eliot Salt fate: the winx saga

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Eliot Salt on Fate: The Winx Saga Season 2

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Some things need to be thought through.

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𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐱 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏)

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okay I cannot get enough of Farah the Fern. Please ignore my requests when they get to numerous 🤣

But Farah being bored of being a Fern so her leaves drop and everybody thinks something is wrong and they try to "save" her ( like trying rhe most ridiculous things like giving her water, or fresh air or sunlight and even a strengthening poition) but she was just depressed and needed a reminder that they all care about her💕

also Saul reading books about old magic to her because he knows she enjoys those even though he doesn't understand a thing

Putting the ANGST in everything I touch. I struggled SO HARD with this one, considering it's been like what, a month? Since you sent this lovely ask, but here it is! I'm not altogether happy with the ending, but I've been staring at it too long and I can't think of anything else.

On Ao3.

“Whoops,” Becca, a third year air fairy, scoops the idle pot into her arms, nearly leaving it unattended in the emptying classroom. “Sorry Miss Dowling, almost forgot you.”

Farah says nothing, not because she doesn’t want to, but because she’s a fern.

It’s been happening a lot more lately, and Farah understands, really she does. Alfea moves on, heals from the traumas of the last few months, picks up the pieces and carries forward stronger than before. Her students take to their studies with increased vigor, determined to protect themselves and their peers and families from the threats bearing down on their doorstep, both known and unknown. The specialists double their trainings and add additional practice with the fairies to strengthen their bonds and their teamwork. The fairies pick up weapons training and hand-to-hand combat with none of the fear and worry of causing harm to their classmates, to fight to first blood. They knock each other down and get back up with laughter and smiles and words of encouragement. The specialists attend potions and herbology without complaint or insulting quips about “fairy nonsense” to increase their knowledge of magical reactions, how they can use potions to combine with their fairy’s magic and fortify their weapons against various threats. They strengthen as a school, as a student body and a community, so they’re far more prepared for the next threat they face, when they face it. They understand it’s not a matter of “if.” She’s so unbelievably, beyond proud of them.

But even still. Alfea moves on, without her. She knew one day it would, that she’d step down, be set aside, that her role as headmistress, teacher, mentor, would become obsolete…

She just didn’t think, truthfully, that she’d be alive to see it. She technically shouldn’t be, but here she is, trapped in the clay confines of her pot forced to see and observe but not interact. As though watching through a window, a doll left in the box to be admired but never touched.

It isn’t so bad, in the beginning. They make such an effort to include her, to speak with her as normal, interact with her, carry her with them like it’s second nature to have her near. She learns to communicate the best she can, first through the language of the flowers and then through plants like the flytrap with enough dexterity to make her feelings known without the meaning requiring research. And as her strength grows, so do her short stints within her human form, quick practice sessions that lengthen into meaningful, quality time spent with the people she loves…

But they drain her. The magic she borrows from the scraps of convergence crystals are only the jumper cables to a battery that takes three times that amount of magical energy to hold her human form: the crystals only kickstart it. Farah agrees with Saul, at first, to take things slow, but her impatience grows quickly not at the lack of progress on her part -though it’s certainly a factor- but at everyone else’s clear progress. They’re leaving her behind. Not intentionally, not maliciously, but they are. And it’s not fair to ask them to slow down, limit themselves and their magic, when it’s her responsibility to play catch up.

Her girls can fly. They’ve taken her teachings to heart and gained wings, unlocked ancient fairy magic her generation had only ever dreamed of and read about in the archaic texts but could never fully grasp. She’s so proud.

She’s jealous. She’s bitter and angry and terribly, terribly sad for missing these things, trapped in a fucking pot, and fighting against it every day.

“True recovery takes time,” Ben says.

“Have patience,” he adds.

“We’ll figure this out eventually,” Saul promises.

She doesn’t have time, she doesn’t have patience, and she can’t stand to wait for eventually.

So she practices. She waits until the late hours of the evening when Saul’s gone to sleep and she can gather her magic in peace, reach beyond her consciousness and seek what she needs, practicing control and testing the strength of her magic. She pushes those jaunts outside her pot to the limit, until she’s stretched her magic so thin she doesn’t have the energy to even walk but she must, because if Saul finds out what she’s doing he’ll stop it, claim she’s overexerting herself.

She collapses, one night, after a day in her human form, spending it with the people she loves and all the while ignoring her magical limits, as her control slips away like grains of sand in an hourglass. She promises Saul to meet him in their suite but the second he’s left her office she’s supporting herself against the desk, her legs too weak to hold her weight so she drops to the floor, weak and lightheaded and gasping for breath, trying and failing to cling to her humanity because she can’t fucking live like this-!

Saul finds her returned to that damned pot an hour later. He tuts and smiles softly, scoops her into his arms and comments on “great progress” like it’s not a big deal that she’s made virtually no progress these last few hours, nor in as many weeks. They’re coming up on months now.

Farah droops the next morning, from all manners of fatigue. Saul waters her a little extra, which worsens her mood. She’s not a fucking house plant.

She hasn’t improved by lunch. Saul worries her leaves between his fingers, frowning at the discoloration on the ends, and calls for Ben. The herbalist suggests sunlight and fresh air, like she’s a fucking house plant. Farah can’t even muster the energy to become a cactus or a thistle to show her displeasure. She finds comfort being carried by Saul through the grounds, but not much else. She stares forlornly at the potted ferns that flank the garden hedges leading to the fountain. She looks just like them.

Maybe she is one of them. Maybe she’s not Farah Dowling at all, but only her essence, her memory. Maybe what she was is gone and what remains is a shadow and she isn’t meant to improve.

Nothing like a crisis of identity on a brisk Tuesday afternoon, she thinks bitterly.

Farah drifts through the afternoon in a fog nothing can shake her from. Flora’s strengthening potion drips uselessly from her leaves and turns a very confused pill bug into a small wrecking ball Terra spirits away before Ben can see. She doesn’t bother to ask her “Auntie Farah” not to say anything, because how is Farah going to tell him anyway? She’s a plant.

She watches dully as Saul completes her paperwork without direction or assistance. She listens barely when he reads to her from the old magical tomes on her shelves despite not understanding a thing. She exists separate from the bustle of the Winx suite as the girls prepare for various evening activities, Bloom off on a date with Sky, Terra meeting Kat, the others debating between a movie and sneaking off to Blackbridge.

“Maybe ixnay on the rule breaking,” Musa muses with a meaningful nod to Farah, but Beatrix purses her lips.

“It’s not like she’ll snitch. Miss D is cool.”

And she’s a plant.

Maybe that’s all she ever was. Maybe that’s all she’ll ever be.

~

“I don’t know what I’m doing wrong,” Hannah sniffles, and Ben heaves a sigh. He understands her frustration and upset: unfortunately, he’s just as lost on how to fix it.

“You leave it to me,” he tells the teary second year, “It’s nothing you’re doing wrong it’s-” He musters up an apologetic smile, “It’s complicated. I’m afraid it goes beyond the parameters of the herbologic.”

He waits for the girl to leave before turning to the drooping, dreary fern on the desk. Her leaves are brittle and browning, stems weak and crimped where they can’t hold their own weight. Anyone else might think the poor thing is dehydrated, but the soil is sufficiently damp and even Saul had admitted not wanting to water her anymore than necessary, worried about drowning her. Ben has a feeling their friend is drowning alright, just not in the usual way.

“If you don’t want us to worry, I’m afraid you’re not succeeding,” he informs her. Farah remains still and silent; she hasn’t been anything other than a fern in over a week, and a rapidly deteriorating one at that.

“I don’t know what to say,” he admits, crouching to lean his arms on the table, “I don’t know what’s wrong, but I don’t know that you’d tell me even if you could. I wouldn’t like to think you’ve given up, Farah. I’m not the only one who couldn’t stand it if you have.”

“Come back to us Farah,” he sighs, scooping up the pot gently so as not to jostle the leaves too violently, “You don’t know how much you’re missed.”

And maybe, he muses, that’s the problem.

~

Bloom lifts one of Farah’s brittle leaves with the tip of her pen, slumping dejectedly against the lunch table. Musa’s eyes pulse with purple light and she sighs, shaking her head.

“She’s not any better.”

“It’s so sad,” Flora pouts, “She’s all droopy.”

“She’s depressed,” Musa elaborates, “She’s frustrated at the lack of progress and herself. She’s basically given up.”

“She can’t give up,” Bloom snaps, “Do you hear me? You can’t give up Miss Dowling. If you give up, Rosalind wins. You’ve got to keep fighting to prove her wrong. Isn’t that the purest of all reasons?”

“She’s probably wondering ‘what’s the point?’” Beatrix plops into the seat beside Stella, “She’s a plant. We aren’t. She can’t communicate, we can’t understand. If she doesn’t change back, who’s to say what’ll happen? We could forget her, or she’ll wither away into nothing.”

“Don’t be rude,” Aisha snaps and Stella placates the air fairy with a hand on her arm before she can snap back.

“She isn’t,” she defends, “At least not intentionally. But she’s right: if Miss Dowling doesn’t change back, what does that mean for us? For her? Silva will take over permanently and they’ll have to hire someone else for magical theory.”

“Stop it!” Bloom snarls, “You’re talking about her like she’s dead and she’s right here. She’s not going anywhere and she hasn’t given up, because we’re never going to give up on her.”

“But see I think that’s just it,” Terra pipes up, and her voice is thick with emotion for her pseudo-aunt’s state, “I think she has given up and if she has there’s- well there’s really nothing we can do.”

The admission plunges them into silence. It’s only broken when a fourth year fairy approaches, waving tentatively at the melancholy group.

“Um hiya, sorry, it’s just, we-” she motions to her table of friends “-sort of overheard and it’s just- well we wanted to say to Miss Dowling that we’ve always really appreciated her.”

“She’s the best,” another fairy pipes up.

“I thought she’d be a total hardass -no offense- but she’s seriously chill,” another adds.

“Her classes are so much fun,” the fourth year continues, “My friends back home, well, they never got my fascination with ancient runes but she was always so encouraging about it. I wrote a paper on translations just for a but of fun and she read the whole thing, like, she said she would but I didn’t think she actually would.”

The fourth year shares a look with her friends, taking a shaky breath, “See, thing is… if Miss Dowling’s given up we just- well we- we didn’t get to say… a proper goodbye… before. And so if she is, you know, um. We just thought we’d like to tell her how much she means to us, and how much we’ll miss her.”

“Miss who?” A passing third year asks, which catches the attention of the nearby table of second year specialists and fairies.

“Dowling,” a specialist boy pipes up, “She’s kicking the bucket, or pot, as it were.”

“She’s dying?” The third year gasps and Terra waves her hands for attention.

“No, no she’s fine! Well not fine but she’s holding on, she’s just feeling a bit-”

“Depressed,” Musa supplies.

“Miss Dowling’s depressed?” And the third year’s voice carries through the canteen; a hush falls and all eyes turn to the Winx and their droopy herbalogic headmistress, who gives no indication -positive or otherwise- that’s she’s heard the spreading wool-gathering going on around her mental state.

“Depressed?”

“Miss Dowling?”

“We talking about Dowling?”

“You mean she’s given up?” Someone calls above the murmuring and the Winx girls share looks.

“Um, yeah, we think,” Stella answers, and the murmuring increases, several cries ranging from disbelief to upset to outrage. A fairy breaks out into a broken sob, and several others follow suit.

“Miss Dowling can’t leave us!”

“Look what happened the last time!”

“There’s no Alfea without Dowling!”

“She’s the beating heart of this school,” and Silva’s voice cuts above the din, reinstituting the hush from before. He folds his arms. Slowly, then with increased vigor, the rest of the student body agrees, a cacophony of praise and support from the fairies and specialists, all directed at the derelict Miss Dowling.

“We love you Miss D!”

“Please don’t leave us!”

“We need you!”

“You don’t believe me?” Silva calls, addressing the drooping fern. “Believe them. Listen to them Farah.”

It’s Bloom that notices first, the brown of a leaf rapidly giving way to green, crumpled fronds unfurling and lengthening back to health. The more the students rally for their headmistress, the more she perks up, and in a burst of sparkling magic, there she sits, radiant and lively once more.

“There she is,” Saul grins. It radiates pride but it’s tinged with relief, and Farah’s sorry she ever caused him any pain on her behalf.

She’s back.

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shows that were cancelled

(but were pretty good and should've gotten more seasons)

the society (2019)

synopsis:

a group of teenagers go on a school trip, but are forced to return to their town because of a storm; only to realize that everyone on the town has vanished. the series shows them trying to understand what happened and finding ways to survive on their own.

genre: mystery, teen drama

starring: kathryn newton, gideon adlon, sean berdy, natasha liu bordizzo, jacques colimon, olivia dejonge, alex fitzalan, kristine froseth

platform: netflix

thoughts:

i was so surprised when this show got cancelled. it didn't really have the biggest audience but a little before it got cancelled (if i'm not wrong), its popularity grew. and before it got cancelled, it was already renewed for a s2 but because of covid affecting production (idk how), they had to cancel, and of course i was very pissed bc it's a really good show. it was interesting because you legitimately had no idea why they disappear, you can only assume.

fate: the winx saga (2021-2022)

synopsis:

after causing a fire in her family home, bloom peters is invited to attend alfea college for fairies to work on her skills and learn how to control her magic.

genre: teen drama, supernatural, fantasy

starring: abbey cowen, hannah van der westhuysen, precious mustapha, eliot salt, elisha applebaum, danny griffin, sadie soverall

platform: netflix

thoughts:

i love this show so much, i am still very upset that they cancelled it. i understand that at first it got a lot of backlash because they replaced flora with terra and musa was white instead of asian. and people hated the fashion as well. i get all of that. but i also feel like the writers really learned to listen to people more as the show went on because s2 was such a big difference compared to the first one, and that's why the audience grew because the fashion was better, the plot was better, all around it was much better. so i was really looking forward to see how the writers would make the show better than it was, and it surprised me when it got cancelled bc it was pretty popular and it had a lot of potential. i miss the cast so much, and i really wish we could've seen more of them.

grease: rise of the pink ladies (2023)

synopsis:

it's four years before the events of grease and follows the lives of the founding members of the pink ladies. they are four outcasts who decide that they don't want to live up to the expectations of everyone else.

genre: musical, romantic drama

starring: marisa davila, cheyenne isabel wells, ari notartomaso, tricia fukuhara, shanel bailey

platform: paramount+ (they removed it, so you'd have to look for it on the web)

thoughts:

i fear paramount is not seeing the pearly gates for cancelling this show. it was absolute amazing, the chemistry between the main girls and the t birds. the cliffhanger, the music, the plot, the inclusion, it was all wonderful. what pisses me off the most about this cancellation is that they did it a few weeks after the last episode aired, like literally not even a month after. and it sucks because it's been shown time and time again that some shows need time to grow in order to reach more people. an example of this is on my block. barely anyone watched on my block s1, but by the time on my block s2 was released more people were watching, and the same thing happened with each season. same thing happened with fate: the winx saga. so i don't really understand why they didn't give it a chance. plus a lot of these actors are young and this was one of their first acting experiences on tv and they did absolutely amazing. i totally recommend it if you're into musicals.

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Fate: The Winx Saga

Starring: Abigail Cowen, Hannah van der Westhuysen, Precious Mustapha, Eliot Salt, Elisha Applebaum, Danny Griffin, Sadie Soverall, Freddie Thorp, Robert James-Collier, Paulina Chávez, Eve Best

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The Winx Saga Should've Introduced Fan Favorite Tecna

The Winx Saga Should’ve Introduced Fan Favorite Tecna

With the unfortunate cancelation of Fate: The Winx Saga, fans are left wondering what might have happened in the Season 3 that will never be. Season 1 had a noticeable lack of fan-favorite fairy, Flora (Paulina Chávez), who was seemingly replaced by original character Terra (Eliot Salt), as both have earth-based magical powers. With only a brief mention of Flora’s name, it seemed like she had…

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Eliot Salt on Fate: The Winx Saga Season 2

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I just think we should take a moment to appreciate this. All of us working together, despite what Rosalind's up to. The Winx suite, a team. Even Stella, who'll deny she's enjoying being part of the group, enjoying being part of the group. I just want us all to remember that, no matter how bad things get out there, in here, things are good.

[ktb90s]

They done canceled Fate.

It wasn't a great show. To me, it was an alright show that had some good things: Fucking Stellatrix. Rivusa. Aisha and Grey. Terra and Kat. FUCKING FLORA.

She should have been apart of it from the beginning. Now we don't get to see her transformation or Musa's.

Brian Young and any other potential showrunner: Respect the source material. Fans of canon make up a grand portion of the viewership and criticism

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The girls looks so beautiful and bad ass for Fate poster

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YALL ELLIOT SALT AND HANNAH VW SAYING THEY WOULD “gay everything up” AND THATS WHY THEYRE NOT WRITING THE SHOW . THEYRE GONNA GET FIRED BRO I LOVE THEM

edit nov 2, 2022: now I am sad. they will never get the chance to gay everything up.

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#5

An absolutely wild theory, but after talking to my cousin and showing her the scenes (she is a video editing wizard) I am thinking they filmed Farah's scenes separately. Like entirely. The camera angles and positioning of the characters is done in such a way that they don't ever explicitly interact or touch until the end when Bloom and Farah hug. And even then, we don't see Bloom's face when she hugs Farah, nor Farah's face when they show Bloom. And it's not like the hug in s1, where it was shown from multiple angles but clearly it was the actors.

I don't know, the blocking of the scenes is very deliberate, I feel like, where they stand separate in the old house and the lighting on Farah's face is different from the lighting with the others. Which if this is true, highlights again how lucky we are to have gotten those scenes from Eve Best if this was all they could arrange with her schedule on House of the Dragon (and also why we didn't get any Silrah scenes).

Edit: okay so not so wild after all! @eves-da-best found this article (thank you my dear) where the actors explain Eve Best actually filmed scenes on the HotD set and her lines on her phone to send over. So we can acknowledge how AMAZING it is that she would be willing to do that now that she is, as Eliot Salt said best "a House of the Dragon icon."

230 notes - Posted September 16, 2022

#4

Sky: Can I ask you for dating advice?

Saul: Just because I'm with Farah doesn't mean I know how I did it

250 notes - Posted July 26, 2022

#3

Farah, post s2, alive and well as it should be: I learned some very valuable lessons from this

Saul: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away

Farah: Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God

259 notes - Posted September 17, 2022

#2

S2 Has Officially Broken Me, or the Farah the Fern AU Nobody in Their Right Mind Would Ever Ask For

So I don't see why Farah the fern couldn't have been a thing. Like okay she can't retain a physical form for extended periods of time while her magic recharges and they figure out how to give her a physical form for good, so just keep her in a pot on the desk. Zap her with some magic when you want a chat like a magic, magic 8 ball.

I'm just imagining Saul at her desk doing the paperwork that's technically part of her job and she's a fern so she can't do anything except, I don't know, change colors? Wave leaves? Maybe as she regains more magic she can change plants, so she keeps turning into a cactus and Saul knows that means she doesn't want him doing her work and she knows that he knows but he just ignores her like "sorry I don't speak plant."

This has the same energy as invisible Stella chucking plants to the floor when the girls talked about something and she disagreed. Like imagine they take turns showing her around the school and talking to her so she doesn't feel left out or cooped up in her office because she's a literal plant and can't leave. And Riven carries around a potted plant for a whole afternoon with ridiculous commentary until Musa appears with actual Farah the Fern and it turns out he's been talking to a normal plant all day, so then they have to decorate the pot so that mix up doesn't happen again.

And there's an argument about keeping her in the common room of the suite at night because they all want her near but maybe she'd like to be in her own quarters? Will she get lonely? And Saul steps in like "alright, enough, if Headmistress Dowling is sleeping anywhere it's with me" and then he has to contend with the shit-eating grins of his students for that little slip up and poor Farah just has to listen to all of this.

I might have cried out all my braincells with this AU guys, but I'm not sorry ❤️ it's making me laugh, that's what matters

Edit: this is now a thing! Farah the Fern Masterlist

260 notes - Posted September 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay but can we talk about the face Rhaenys made when Daemon suggested the Blacks "had Meleys" without even asking her if she was supporting them?

She literally went:

262 notes - Posted October 24, 2022

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