#Madam Grizelda

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Say hello to Madam Grizelda Moshpit (left) and Furbses, the Biblically Accurate Furby (right)

[christinaanime]

Crystalic Love

Winx Club x Fem!Crystalfairy!OC

1. Chapter

SUMMARY : "The Winx must complete a difficult trial to prove themselves before powerful ancient magic. But they won't be the only ones.

Only one of the Winx can be chosen by the last crystal light in Magix and sent to the planet Crystalia in the capital city , Aruna, to mend the broken relationship between the Magix fairies and the Crystal Fairies.

She's sent as an envoy with a message from Parlament of Magix to a new unknown place. There she'll be surprised by how different the Crystal fairies are from Magix fairies. Their magic depends on Crystal lights, which are the source not only of their magic but also of life. However, an unexpected turn of events will cross her path. Can she still mend the torn bonds between their worlds?"

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It has been two months since the defeat of Lord Darkar, and the world slowly began to return to its established system.

In the dark night cloak that enveloped the school, only one light was shining. It was the light from the office of the school's headmistress, Miss Faragonda. Even though it was late, she was still working on finalizing the last details before the start of the school year. She was so buried in papers that she didn't even realize how late it was.

With a sigh of exhaustion, she lifted her head from the papers and took a sip from the herbal tea placed to her left on a small golden saucer. After a brief refreshment, she rested her hands on her temples. She was tired, but the work wasn't finished yet. 'The school year begins in just 2 days, I need to finish this and then I can go to bed,' she thought and turned to her right. There, on the table, stood ancient elegant clocks. She looked at the time and sighed. It was already half past one in the night. She knew it was late, but she still returned to her work.

At that moment, a gentle knock again interrupted her from the papers. At this hour, she didn't expect any visitors, but she still invited the unknown person behind the door to enter.

The door opened quietly, and her deputy and professor, Miss Grizelda, entered the room. In her hands, she held a cup of coffee, which made Faragonda smile.

"Good evening, Headmistress. I didn't mean to disturb you, but I noticed that your office light is still on. I thought you might still be working. I brought you something to strengthen you." Faragonda smiled at her colleague and replied, "I'm glad you thought of me, Grizelda, and thank you. But now you should go to bed, too. The new school year starts in a few days, and there are still many things to arrange." A faint smile appeared on Grizelda's face, but it disappeared after a moment. "Good night, Madam," Grizelda said in her typical reserved tone. "Good night to you too, Grizelda," the mentioned deputy nodded and turned to leave. Just as she reached the door, she turned back, "And don't overwork yourself, Miss Faragonda. You need to rest as well." With that, she left the office and quietly made her way to her room. Faragonda smiled at her caring nature, took a sip of the coffee, and returned to what she was doing before.

However, the moment she placed the cup on the table, a light appeared in front of her, gradually forming into the recognizable face of an older woman. Faragonda recognized her immediately. The smile that had adorned her face a moment ago was gone. She knew who it was.

"Faragonda, the time has come. In exactly two days, bring your champions to the light. The magical day is approaching," the woman croaked and vanished.

She knew this day would come, and she was prepared. She stood up from the table, walked to the window, and gazed toward the forest. 'Hopefully, they'll manage,' she thought and went to gather the teachers. She needed to convey very important information to them.

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Okay, so that's the first chapter. It's a beginning, so it's a bit shorter, but I still hope you'll like it.

So read and enjoy your Christinaanime 💙

[bb-editing]

ROXANA (Chapter 68)

*E/N: Apologies for the one-week hiatus; I'll try publishing two chapters a day this week to make up for last week's lack of daily uploads.

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Lanche and Dion attacked each other at the same time. Dion’s sword slashed into Lanche’s chest, and Lanche’s dagger cut Dion’s throat.

Then, in an instant, Dion pulled his sword that was lodged in Lanche’s chest, and bit his neck. 

“Oh…”

One moment, Lanche clutched his bloody chest and let out a painful groan, and in another, he was clutching the blood spouting out his neck.

Sierra let a breath escape her lips, and pursed her mouth as soon as she realized, her hands trembling. 

Unlike Lanche, who was able to lift his upper body with bloodshot eyes, Dion couldn’t get up as easily. Despite theat, he managed to maintain an upright posture by leaning against his standing sword. 

“This fucking bitch…” Lanche glared fiercely at Dion.

It seemed Dion had discovered the fugitive Lanche, and the attacks had begun without a plea or attempt for a truce. The Agriche blood ties between them were long cut off, and they fought viciously to kill as though they had been sworn lifetime enemies. 

“Sierra… !”

Sierra’s gaze flicked towards Lanche’s darkened eyes. “Come here and help me,” he ordered.

“Come on, even if you just slit this bitch’s throat…” 

Lanche was in a desperate hurry to kill the nearly incapacited Dion. The latter was Lanche’s most cherished child, but had now become one of his most dangerous nemeses. In order not to lose more time, Dion had to die now.

Perhaps if Dion hadn’t mistakenly lost time by visiting the dungeon, Lanche would be the one nearly dead.

‘Damn…’ Lanche thought. ‘I have to get to my office to use the secret passage…’

Lanche’s current situation was improving; it seemed like a prime opportunity for a mother to repay her daughter’s sins. Had someone helped earlier, Lanche would have escaped sooner. Unfortunately, there was no one he could trust. 

He had already been betrayed by Dion and Roxana, the children he trusted most. Moreover, the shaman who had conjured the magic circle in the courtroom was his eldest daughter, Grizelda. 

‘So how many people were affiliated with these traitors? These ungrateful children!’ Lanche couldn’t trust a single one of them. 

In that sense, Sierra was his best hope, since she had always been a gentle woman, and never one to disobey Lanche’s orders.

“Why are you standing so far away? Come and help me up right this instant!” Sierra slowly released the breath she had been holding. Her whole body, which had initially been frozen in shock, relaxed slightly after she had come to terms with the situation.

“Madam, we’ve experienced a slight delay, so we should get moving right away.” Emily stepped forward.

Lanche’s eyes seared even deeper into the trio- he hadn’t realized that Sierra wasn’t alone.

“You!” He cried at Emily. “Aren’t you Roxana’s bitch? Why are you here! Don’t start more bullshit! Leave Sierra alone!” His body, almost at its limit, was showing signs of its wear through his cracked voice. His tongue tasted blood every time he spat out a word.

“Sierra! Do you want to die? Why can’t you come here quickly?” Lanche urgently beckoned Sierra with his desperate cries.

“… Why me?”

“What?” Lanche questioned, unable to believe what he had just heard.

Beth, who was behind Sierra, was also surprised. Sierra’s hands gripped her dress tighter, her lips trembled, and her heartbeat thundered in her ears.

Despite her nervousness, she managed to utter a question. “Why should I help you- you, who killed my son and upset my daughter?”

Lanche was amazed by Sierra’s rebellion. “Why should I help you live, when you were the one who killed my child?” She was glaring at Lanche with more pure determination than he had ever witnessed before.

In that moment, a vision of Roxana– that backstabbing bitch!– overlapped with Sierra’s figure. “Bitch! You are not your daughter! You think you can overpower me? I will cut off all your limbs and carve out all your intestines- before killing you!”

Lanche’s eyes rolled upward, and he vomited blood; Sierra processed this with a face as white as paper.

“I…” Dion, who had been holding his bleeding throat, rose. “I have to kill…”

However, he was unable to take another step forward, and crouched in pain, eyes never leaving his father’s body.

“I see you’re still alive, Lanche Agriche.” The voice of a stranger echoed through everyone’s eardrums.

Lanche turned his head in the direction of the new arrival.

“You’re all here.”

Cassis Pedelian, who had reappeared at the reunion meeting like a zombie, was standing in front of Lanche once again.

His emotionless, golden eyes glanced through the scene. Cassis’ gaze briefly fell on Sierra’s face, but he turned away without a word. The moment his gaze met Dion’s, Cassis said, “I was told you were chasing Lanche. I tried to give you a chance to finish the job, but, well, I see it wasn’t enough.”

Dion’s eyes flared at Cassis’ words. However, he was still unable to move.

“Then… I suppose it’s my turn.” Cassis’ gaze returned to Lanche. “Madam, we have to go.” Without missing a beat, Emily hurried Sierra along.

[thelemonzone42]

Layla Brighteye

It was a sunny day at the Helping Paws Animal Hospital Painting. Lily was getting water for the aviary while Jess was painting pictures of the birds. Inside was a duck with a broken wing, two pigeons cuddling and Giggles the parrot, who has a broken foot Jess tried to get Giggles the Parrot’s feathers a simple shade of green, but couldn’t figure out which shade of green. After Giggles shouted, ‘Kitty’, they knew that Goldie had arrived.

As they arrived at Friendship Forest, they learned that the Top Class at Spelltop School is having Art Day and the class is going to paint their favorite idol. They all decided to do Jess and Lily. They’ve also used the book, ‘Colors of Friendship Forest’ to get ideas for mixing colors.  Out of all the students, Layla Brighteye the meerkat was the most excited. She has been dying to be an artist like her idol, ‘Madam Doodleflap’.  However, no one has seen her in years and nobody knows where she is. Before they could start Grizelda and her hench-flamingo, ‘Gonzo’ came in and started wrecking the place. Gonzo took the book and wrecked the place. Everything was turning black and white. Rachel, Lily, and Layla decided to check the library for clues. To their relief, might find a clue somewhere in The Brighteye Residents.

They arrived to THe Brighteye Residents where they met Layla’s father and five younger siblings. In one of her paintings were waterlily wings, which Mrs. Doodleflaps uses in all of her painting. And there was only one place where waterlily wings grow, Dewdrop Glade

In no time at all, they arrived at Dewdrop Glade, It was there they discovered a secret treehouse.  As they got to the tip of the tree, the biggest fan. Inside her home, Mrs. Doodleflap doesn’t go out much because fans would want for her to stop and talk and it was too much pressure for her to handle. When they showed her the grey and dull scenery, Mrs. Doodleflap sprung into action. She started to make her own paints with some of her own feathers and black and white paint. Layla and the girls were thrilled to see her make her own paints and get back into action again. She made Lilac Laughter, Lullaby Lavender, Cuddle Crimson, and Good Luck Green.

Just as she was finished fixing the book, Gonzo barged in and swiped the book. The girls had a feeling he followed them from above. Remembering how handsome flamingos are, Jess started admiring his looks and started to paint a portrait of him. Satisfied with the praise, Gonzo returns the book and goes back to his three brothers. 

As they were leaving, the color of the forest was returning.

When they arrived back at Spelltop School, everyone cheered for the girls and Layla. To celebrate they had chocolate hazelnut puffs, raspberry meringues, peach tarts and strawberry cream cupcakes. Even though they saved the color, they still couldn’t get how Grizelda can infiltrate the school without going near the library.

Back in Brightley, Jess finished up her painting of Giggles the parrot and decided to call it Giggles Green.

The End.

[lethargiceccentricity]

So a Strange Magic AU with Crowley as Bog King and Aziraphale as Marianne????

I absolutely love this movie, it's just a cute pick-me-up for when I feel down, but I couldn't help but think of my favourite ineffable duo in the places of the two main characters. I don't think this has been done before?? But I need this to be a thing even if it's just for myself.

I haven't worked out the kinks yet but Gabriel as Roland, Madame Tracey as Sugar Plum Fairy (still don't know about that one)?? Hastur and Ligur as Stuff and Thang (I can see that one 100%). I kind of want Anathema and Newt to be Dawn and Sunny but Anathema is less of a flirt and more of an occultist, if that makes sense??

(Dont sweat the little details yet but) imagine, Crowley is the king of the Dark Forest and leader of the goblins, he hates the very notion of love and wants it destroyed. He sends out his two best goblins (Hastur and Ligur) to see to it that all the Primroses are destroyed so no love potion can ever be made again and that will effectively get rid of all love in the kingdom, but of course they miss one single petal later found by an Elf that goes by the name Newton (but we're not going to get into that yet). Crowley may be angry and grumpy but he has a soft side which he lets no one see, he also likes to think himself an amateur botanist, and cares deeply for his plants, not that he'd ever let them know, as they all fear him. He has many marriage candidates brought to him by his advisor Beelz (Beelzebub as a Grizelda type character but harsher?? Err not harsher but like.. ... not as soft I guess? I KNOW! Less motherly, took me alittle.), anyways, Crowley has no interest in anyone brought to him and wishes to be left alone with his plants, little does he know the sudden appearance of a bibliophile fairy prince will change his opinion on the idea of love. But of course there are a few roadblocks, but we'll get to that later.(Honestly, Goblin King Crowley who swordfights and cares for plants should be a thing)

(Still not sweating the little details yet,) then you have Aziraphale Fairy Prince of the Light Kingdom ( the younger of two siblings. I was thinking maybe Michael as an imposing older sister type roll) , recently brokenhearted by his Fiancé (cheated), and now he refuses to ever fall in love with anyone else. The once shy and reserved bibliophile has now become a fairy not to be trifled with. Though he still enjoys a good book whenever the chance arises, he's also taken up swordfighting to prove he can fight his own battles (or something along those lines). He often spends time with the daughter of kingdoms unofficial seer (Agnes), Anathema. The pair usually share some tea or some good eats but every so often Anathema likes to get herself into some mischief and ends up dragging Aziraphale along. One day this mischief will lead Aziraphale right into the arms of a grumpy Goblin King. It's definitely not love at first sight for the duo, but add in a couple swordfights and dramatic monologues and the love begins to slowly creep in.

HECK. Feels great to let some of the thoughts out, I've been sitting on this for months. I may give this a try as a fic if I have the time???

[soloriya]

Morgan: Oh my God! Ghost! Hey, Ghost! You look soooo--

Grizelda: HANDS OFF!

Morgan: Sorry, madame... Heeeey! :) Drake! :) You look soooo--

Miguel: MORGAN! <_____<

[mikeellee]

@djinmer4​

N/A: I was thinking in this scenario for Cindy "what if instead of another gritty version of the story, this one is a comedy of errors?" Cindy´s name is Cindy and here we go.

Tremaine´s household is nothing if impeccable if you ignore a few bits of details- the grass is not well kept as proper nobility´s fashion and it shows and of course, the house looks as if is a step away to be forgotten by the world- and Madame Tremaine assumes the only importance this house could ever generate to the family is a monetary compensation- selling this house is the last plan, if all the other plans failed and she is confident she´ll never need it- and is helping her daughters to present themselves to society. "Grizelda, Giselda. Remember, make a courtesy only for those ones a social rank above you, never above" and the girls only nods practicing the courtesy their mother show.

Cindy is too busy cleaning the kitchen and watches as Madame Tremaine is now loudly proclaiming how her two daughters are the most pretty princess-or soon to be princesses if everything went according to the plan- from the entire world and, as she passed towards the kitchen she breaks a piece of china and looks dry at Cindy. "Clean this...and then do the clean all our clothes" and leaves without waiting for an answer.

Cindy shows her tongue to the stepmother and goes do chores as the only maid-Cindy is the only one working maid in this house. Her father gave her the name Tremaine, but, her mother was never Madame Tremaine and the woman never forget that- and as she´s outside in the backyard garden...all Cindy wants is to cry, scream and curse at the same time-she almost do so, but, the futility prevents her from doing so- and she sits on the ground.

A woman knocks on the fence gate-3 times and wasting a kind smile. She´s asking for milk and Cindy almost told something crude, but, she thought again, well, Grizelda can live without milk- and Cindy opens the door for the woman. The milk is served and the woman is more than pleased.

"My kind believes in rewards" the fae states-in fact, they believe in pay everything with the same coin, so to speak if one is mean to one of them they´re obligated to retributed-and she claps her hands together. "Tell me your wish and I shall deliver"

Cindy is not sure if she believes in the woman or not. What´s the matter? She has nothing to lose here. "I want a way out"

And the woman ponders those words- killing would be a way out, but, she is experient and knows humans and their mysterious way- she continues to think and then replies. "Can I think for a moment?"

Cindy rolls her eyes and nods. "Sure, take all the time in the world, now, if you excuse me...I must continue my chores" ________________________________________________________________________________________

On the castle, the Queen is packing back and forth with her hands behind her back as she´s looking at nothing in particular- while her mind is going miles for hours or maybe even more- and the prince finally stops the uncomfortable silence. "Mother!"

"You have a chance to marry someone without a third part forcing you" her eyes can´t help to land on the Prince´s grandfather and frown in disgust at the picture. "Please, don´t throw this chance away"

"I´m not...I want to marry, but, not someone that father would approve"

The fae caught word of this. Isn´t the opposite of maid a princess?

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The ball arrives as it was predicted and Cindy still can´t believe the fae(?) manages to persuade her to go to the ball- no magic require or need. The price would be too much for her- a pretty dress is not hard to find if you´re a pretty lady and a carriage is not impossible to find if you bribe the right person.

And as soon the prince meets Cindy - her simple and pretty dress is so different from the excess all the ladies are wearing to get his attention and it as almost he´s compelling to talk with her and only her- he asks her hand for a dance.

The stepmother almost let a shrill sound escape her mouth, but, contained herself. The Queen is coming at her way- she smiled pleasantry while her two daughters are on the verge of crying- and the Queen is quick to cut the chase. "A little bird told me this girl dancing with my son is your daughter...why she was present in any social events?"

Madame Tremaine wants to lie and tell a horrid lie- one that could lead Cindy to her death- yet, if she does...chances are nothing good will come for her.

"She was in France...learning French"

"And those two aren´t?" she looks at the two daughters as one would look to one ugly insect. The prince still is dancing with Cindy. "We´re going to the temple this Sunday. I hope to see your daughter there...Countess, if not...I´ll be very upset" and she smiles at Madame Tramaine.

_____________________________________________________________________________________ The evil necromancer arrives to see the wedding of the century. The prince finally took a wife- Kurt is not impressed and would ignore, however, one of his dear students invite him and why not, Kurt can be sentimental- arriving there he sees a woman clapping her hands together happily.

"A fae of Zaorva?"

"A manslut?"

And the fae can leave as her debt is paid.

Visual Writing Prompt #359

[revelstein]

Grizelda się wyautowała!

W koronawirusowym bełkocie uwadze nieco umknął mam wrażenie, komunikat a’propos pani Grizeldy, czyli Jolanty Turczynowicz-Kieryłło. Otóż Madame w Czerwonym, szefowa kampanii Andrzeja Dudy, nie jest już szefową tej kampanii.

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[worldsofzzt]

Source “Madam Grizelda” by Bruno/Filipe/Mark (1997) [grizelda.zzt] - “Parking Lot” Play This World Online ---- Discover More Information About This World on the Museum of ZZT

[worldsofzzt]

Source “Madam Grizelda” by Bruno/Filipe/Mark (1997) [grizelda.zzt] - “Restroom” Play This World Online ---- Discover More Information About This World on the Museum of ZZT