#bloom vs icy

[elsa-fogen]

No more Trix | Winx Club AU | Masterpost

It took to long to finish this for some reason...

To be clear, it isn't really an AU. It's just my headcanons, that ignore existence of season 5 and everything after that

Basically, after second movie the Trix were punished sepparately. Icy was sent to prison where she was supposed to die. But she managed to escape.

I decided to give such name to this "au" because for quite a long time the Trix were believed to be dead. And I couldn't think of anything else that wouldn't sound cringe to me

Also this "au" includes my backstories for the Trix that (obviously, if i don't count season 5, i don't count season 8)

So here's everything I've done so far that can be included in this AU

Designs, concepts, memes and other stuff that is kinda hard to place on the exact spot in the timeline or just straight out of it

- Icy's family (designs) - Isolde, Icy's sister (concept) - National clothing of Icy's homeplanet (design) - The Trix, their moms and Ancestral witches (art) - The Trix 15 y.o. (concept) - Fairy bitches (concept) - Libitina, Lucy's sister (concept) - Wips (sketches) - The Past and The Future (sketch) - Skill issue meme... (meme sketch) - Time flow is ruthless to someone (art) - Holding myself in hands (meme) - Little sisters (comic?) - Shittiest dad in the world (text post)

Something somewhere in timeline (chronological order)

- Kid Icy doing math (meme sketch) - She is a demon child but we love her anyway (comic) - Cousins (sketch comic + text) - Training (art) - Snow in Magix (fake Tumblr dash) - Power out of control (art) - Got the duck, kidnapped Stella (fake Tumblr dash) - Icy's drawings (fake Tumblr dash) - Trix expelled from Cloud Tower (fake Tumblr dash) - Together forever and another plan (comic) - Expectations vs reality (sketch) - Icy in prison (art\comic) - Icy's new look (art) - Trauma for Bloom (sketch comic) - She lived (meme sketch) - Aliny and Winx (concept + sketch) - Great day... (meme) - Icy's revenge (art + long text post) - Good old days and long plans (art + sketch comic) - Revenge is a dish best served cold (sketch comic) - New Trix (concept + sketch comic) - Half sisters (text post) - She had to (text post)

[darlenicy]

new driven s3 au

summary: S3 towards the end (crystal labyrinth?) Winx and specialists fight against the Trix. Riven grabbed Darcy and she's like: let me go. And he's like: you used to say "hold me tight". And she, what kind of shitty boyfriend are you to Musa? Not that I care lol. And then he just lets her go and the Trix take off. And Riven is like hmm, I can imagine a redemption arc for her. He's had a lot of stress with Musa since the crystal labyrinth at the latest. That's why he talks to Flora, because she's the softest and sweet and most likely to give people a second chance. Then Flora and Riven go on a mission to get to Darcy and make her the offer to switch on their side. Darcy will definitely talk to Stormy first and then to Icy. Convincing Icy will be the hardest because she loves Valtor kinda? idk. But he's only interested in Bloom, even if not romantically. Bottom line, trix and winx vs valtor and s3 gets a better ending

[bellatrixobsessed1]

The Tragedy of the Trix; Rehabilitation vs Punishment

Saw this post on reddit asking if the Trix are tragic characters and at first I almost said no. And then I thought about it a bit. On the outside they seem to handle things very well and they seem to be delighted and content with being evil for the lols but honestly, that happiness is probably super hollow and fake. And they might not even realize it. It has the same energy as someone super wealthy who has a lot of nice things but very little love. Anyways I decided to share my response on tumblr.

I've got several points here that I might elaborate on later if I get some time because I feel like there are a lot of topics here that the fandom doesn't talk about a lot; like Light Rock and the treatment of witches overall.

Honestly yeah I kind of do think that they are tragic characters. It is mostly self-inflicted and we don't really know what happened to them (unless we're counting Icy's last minute backstory) to make them the way that they are. So I can absolutely see them having grown up in rough environments.

The thing that I think makes it a real tragedy as that no one really ever tired to help them. Griffin actively encouraged their mischief and bad behavior until it became a little too evil. In the 4kids dub they didn't even get expelled for the deed itself but because they got caught. And Griffin took little to no responsibility for her hand in all of this; she's the adult, they were still probably teens when they started at Cloud Tower. So in some sense she did have a duty to guide them (and every other student). She praised them for the things that they would eventually be imprisoned for. Which is the next issue; they just kept getting imprisoned and punished with no real attempt at rehabilitation.

I would not call Light Rock rehabilitation. Based on the 4kids dub it had cult vibes more than anything else; not even the guards were allowed to leave and one of them said he felt like a prisoner rather than a guest. The whole scene opened with a debate over the morality of trying to force people to be happy. Light Rock was less about rehabilitation and more about brainwashing. So the Trix never really did get a shot at true rehabilitation and help. It was all punishment. I feel like Light Rock overall was a waste of potential; there were some implications there that really could have made for a cool plot point.

But yeah I feel like not only were the Trix neglected and heavily misguided but they were actively pushed in the wrong direction. The witches in general (not just the Trix) have such a stigma about them that even when they're doing good or minding their own business, they get accused of being evil. And so no one should be surprised when they just embrace the image.

I also feel as though some of the punishments were disproportionate to downright cruel. Like them getting sucked into a void in season 7. Heck, even Light Rock was cruel; it's brainwashing, an attempt at manipulation, and psychological abuse. It's usually passed as a joke but honestly, they have experienced the horrors. Of course they're going to come out more resentful. The comics are almost worse for this. Again it's usually the result of their own schemes but their suffering in the comics is literally played for laughs.

I think that that's why I liked season 8 upon rewatching it; more compassion was given to the Trix. Bloom told Icy that she saw good in her. And, what do you know, Icy was receptive to it. Instead of taking the power for herself, she helped the Winx save the magical dimension. I really would like a follow up on that story line. It was nice to see them humanized a bit more.

Tl;dr: Yeah the Trix brought a lot of their troubles onto themselves but they were actively being praised for doing evil until they did something too evil. And there was no genuine attempt to help them.

[magixfairyix]

FF&FW: Bloom Meeting Icy, Vs Iorda Meeting Icy

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[Bloom getting thrown against a wall in an alley after she eavesdrops on the Trix]

Bloom: What do you want?

Icy: Info on Stella

Bloom: She's my friend-

Icy: Do I care?

Bloom: ...

Icy: ...

Bloom: Please don't kill me likeplease

Icy: Then give my information or istg

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[Iorda meeting Icy after she's wandering around Cloud Tower, only to run into Icy walking into Cloud Tower past curfew right after the alley scene. There's a small bit of blood on Icy's hand]

[Cue Icy pinning Iorda to the wall via her neck]

Icy: You'll tell no one about this

Iorda: Bitch I don't care let me go!

Icy: Do you not know who I am-

Iorda: I don't give a shit who you are, just fuck off!

*Iorda genually does not know who the Trix are, as it is her first day*

[Darcy walks into the hallway, knowing Iorda is the 'problem' aka the fairy of dark arts, aka, they should stay away from her and not draw attention]

Darcy: Icy what the hell? [Walks up to them and gives Icy a look, like, 'it's the problem I told you about'] Please excuse my sister

Iorda: Your sister's a little bitch

Icy: istg I will skin you

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This is honestly why the Trix want Iorda dead. She's a little shit, but mainly because she just... doesn't know things.

Idiot by accident.

[princess-of-the-corner]

Something curious about Darcy is the sheer incoherence of the spells she uses. Her element is Darkness, so she uses telekinesis, hypnosis, telepathy, illusions, hallucinations, tentacles of pure darkness... And, for some reason, she once used either a super strength or earthquake spell in a fit of anger, when Riven crashed his bike she whipped out high-level healing magic, and when Valtor gave Icy an incendiary spell it was Darcy to conjure a fire, or at least something very similar, that Bloom couldn't extinguish.

One can only wonder what else she has up her sleeve. At least the torture spell from season 1 can be explained with telekinesis (see "Superman vs The Elite" and the only attack from Manchester Black that actually hurt Supes)...

mm!

Honestly my thoughts on Magic is that a lot of it is kinda. Similar spells bent to the person?

Like like like.

Okay anyone can learn a basic shield spell, right? But someone like Tecna whose Magic is based in Tech would summon a shield that resembles a early-2000s era firewall hacker screen while Flora my create a wall of vines.

So like all of those are spells that someone can learn.

Also I think Darcy is funky in that she's less direct darkness and more a metaphorical darkness. the 'dark corners of the mind' and illusions and trickery and that sort of thing.

[charmixpower]

Other queer headcanons:

Icy -> Asexual Lesbian

She just has ace vibes to me. Darcy's whole manipulation thing by attraction is so useful but also she does not understand how it works even a little bit

Darcy -> Bisexual

She has a preference for men but it's not super strong. Shes always knew she was bisexual, baby Darcy was always aware. Smart girl hours

Stormy -> Aromatic Het

Stormy is so aromantic to me!!!! She has that aroallo energy of being hot, idk what to tell you. I literally could never see Stormy in a romantic relationship, like she'd have a platonic life partner but dating isn't real.

Sky -> Questioning (Bi pref women)

Brandon has once 100% offered to kiss Sky to see if he's bi, bc he had a crush on him and Sky still didn't realize he was bi. Like Eraklyon palace is not the place to try and question your sexuality and being attracted to people who could turn out to be spy's or he had a fuck ton of explicit power over was scary so he never figured out his sexuality until like s2~3

Brandon -> Gender Neutral, Pan, Poly

Brandon doesn't have a gender. He's completely gender neutral. Like he doesn't experience gender. He doesn't get gender euphoria or dysphoria. If he suddenly turned into a girl literally nothing would happen. He just doesn't experience gender, no gender here, godbless. He'd probably say Gender Neutral but there's other words for that

He's pan bc when he goes into the smooch competition with Stella, no one is off limits. Like I said with Stella, if they met someone they both wanted to date asking them out is a done deal

Timmy -> Gay Ace

This is just 100% vibes. Tecna is busy not dating him and Timmy needs something nice for himself. He just has the ace "I'm tired of you allos acting stupid as shit" energy in my thing, and he's gay bc he deserves nice things

Riven -> Bisexual

He's bi with a preference for women, and he would of known sooner but he was so far into the fucking closet that he had become one with the clothes. Musa helps him come out of the closet and they talk about hot people together I love them

Helia -> Alterous Transman

Alterous attraction is basically just attraction that isn't platonic or romantic vs aesthetic or sexual. It can be between them or be a secret third thing (like it is for me). Helia's alterous attraction is between platonic and romantic, and between aesthetic and sexual, everything is really fuzzy for him. He doesn't get strong anything but he still gets the feelings and impulse, it's just weak and most of the time he can't tell if it's actually platonic or aesthetic

He's also trans, this is just true. As soon as he learned what a boy and girl was he was telling his parents he was a boy. Like he knew very very early on, and he socially transitioned at a young age. Gender win for Helia

Nabu -> Gay

THIS MAN IS A HOMOSEXUAL!!!!! He and Sky make up the "raised rich and wears shiny ass earrings once they realized being GNC is an option" club, and good for him

Daphne -> Queer (Lesbian)

Daphne was WAY too busy fighting the ancestral witches to ever figure out her sexuality but she was aware of the fact that she wasn't cishet, so she just grabbed a macro label and kept it moving

Mirta -> GenderFluid Lesbian

It came to me in a dream. If she can use fairy and witch magic fluidly in canon what if her gender was fluid in my thing??? I am a fucking genius. Her hair is so non-binary. Haven't decided on pronouns yet, and Mirta just is a lesbian.

Diaspro -> Questioning (Pan)

Diaspro absolutely didn't have a single crush growing up in Eraklyon bc everyone there was a asshole and hatred her and she hated them back more. She was kinda punched in the face by her attraction to Bloom. She figures it out as soon as she leaves and talks to some normal people for like a month or something in s2 or s3

Roxy -> Agender AroAce

Roxy reminds me of my bestie who is agender, so they're agender, and I think it's funny if Roxy was watching the Winx do their relationship nonsense abt to throw up bc ew allo people. They are very repulsed, and I love them. They are literally a teenager trying to be cool and not understanding why everyone is dating or doing this gender shit. Triple A battery

Selina -> Trans Lesbian

Look at Selina's fucking ugly green hair and outfit, that is a trans lesbian if I've ever seen one

Krystal -> Bisexual

She just is, I can't explain. It's the Flora

[dragonflyxparodies]

just finished another A Fable reread and I continue to be absolutely delighted by Icy’s insistence on dragging Valtor around until she can present him to Bloom like a cat with a dying bird. Whether Bloom takes her up on the homicide or not either way the end result is going to be hilarious.

So the thing about the Valtor situation is that it is a symptom of a TANGENT sorry...I'll try to explain this correctly lol

Fable!Bloom is not going to have an identity crisis about being adopted. She's discomforted by the shit she knows instinctively through magic/the Flame, and doesn't know how to feel about The Horrors of Domino, but Daphne is still a stranger, as are the faceless people who gave birth to her. Bloom is a very well adjusted adoptee lol. Sucks that her parents + planet are dead and she'd like to help 'em out at some point - but Valtor's just some Asshole War Criminal. She does not have a special interest or connection to him. (Not that she won't see Icy's gesture for what it is).

I don't intend to write an individual piece detailing Bloom's feelings on the whole thing, I think it'll be covered as much as it needs to be in the main body of the series.

The Tangent: I'm not adopted, I have friends and family who are, so it's been very much a non-issue, a thing other people make a big deal out of re adoptive vs biological relationships that I dislike. Strangers have told my relatives + friends too many times that their feelings + relationships are inauthentic for lack of biology or the existence of it, and I can't throw hands with those assholes so I take my frustrations out on it in writing lol

[des2dream]

Winx Club Hot Take 12!

Artist: IridescentTides

Honestly, I wanted more Disenchantix! We only got to see it once almost halfway into Season 3, Episode 24. Now that The Winx have all become Enchantix fairies with new powers and magical fairy dust, The Trix (Icy, Darcy, & Stormy) are feeling outnumbered and underpowered. Valtor uses his dark magic to create Disenchantix for the witches to stand a fighting chance. It didn't last very long. While The Trix got an upgrade in their powers, they were quickly defeated. I know the Disenchantix designs on all three witches look too similar to each other, but I love the gothic appeal it's giving which is fitting for The Trix. Aside from their Season 6 makeover, this is one of my favorite designs for them and I wish they appeared in more episodes and seasons. Heck, I wish there were a concept of Enchantix fairies vs. Disenchantix fairies where The Winx have to deal with a group, colony, or organization of dark fairies who are all dolled up in different Disenchantix designs. I mean, why does Disenchantix have to be an upgrade? What if Valtor knew of Disenchantix, but instead of learning about it (or how to earn it or gain it) he just used his magic to make his own interpretation of it? It would have also been nice to see Dark Bloom again but her dark form of Enchantix similar to the doll that was sold of her. In Unicorn of War-Thomas Vaccaro's Season 6 rewrite, he wrote the concept of The Trix and Selina giving faires like Chimera (a Season 3 antagonist) Disenchantix for their coven army and that would've been cool to see actually. I just.......man, I wish this had more potential! ONE episode was not enough!

[iridescentmidnights]

In your rewrite what are the differences between witches and fairies ? (besides using their magic based on different emotions)

Do any of the Specialists have powers ?

Which couples are endgame ?

What are Alfea and Cloudtower like ?

What are Icy and Stormy’s backstories (if they aren’t spoilers)

If Domino does end up being revived in your rewrite and Bloom finally meets her birth parents,what would their relationship be like ?

You have fantastic questions, thank you. This is a bit longer then I expected it to be but lets go (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ✧

The major differences between witches and fairies is how they channel magic. Fairies have in internal source of magic, large or small, it needs to cultivated and relationship needs to form there. Witches, while also inherently magical, command and channel magic from external sources. While spells and potions help, they're strength comes from learning how to command the magic around them. It's similar to asking vs telling.

A fairy like Flora in concept is asking nature for help vs a witch like Mirta would be commanding it by bending the magic around them to their will. This is why fairies have forms unlike witches even though witches can also become equally powerful and why headspace and emotions are vital to using magic. "Witch" is also an umbrella base term, wizard, sorcerer/ess, enchanter/tress, sages, and so on are different levels and kinds of witch. It is more commonplace and diverse to be a witch as fairies have a more personal yet structured form of magic.

Many Specialists have magic, I previously mentioned Sky has magic, but so does Nabu and Helia, all at different levels of power and experience. I had actually considered making Helia a fairy. Ultimately I have chosen not to make him one, at least not fully, he has an internal spark of magic that just isn't strong enough to have a fairy form or he's a different magical being that has internal magic without being a fairy like a nymph.

Cloud Tower is apart of Alfea, it's the most advance witch track section of the school. Alfea is an elite school meant for children of the influential and the best and brightest. You don't get in with out being invited. They accept students as young as 13 (exceptionally rare) though most are invited at around 15 and continues up to 10 years (meaning the oldest students are 23 though most graduate before this, consider it like you got your diploma at 19 but spend a few extra years of study to get more niche qualifications and you're also a TA). They teach about all branches of magic but currently focusing on rebuilding the lost resources from the fall of two courts so their studies are more practical and older students are tasked with research missions.

It also has several Headmistresses, Griselda is the Headmistress for the younger students. Faragonda is Headmistress for the older and advanced fairy students while Griffen is Headmistress for the older and advanced witches. Red Fountain is still a separate school still and only accepts 15 up. It trains Specialists only after they transfer from any other school that gives them a basic education. They could even transfer from Alfea like Sky and Mirta do.

The spoiler section, major confirmable endgame ships I'm 100% willing to admit are; Bloom/Roxy, Aisha/Nabu, and Tecna/Musa. There a many more ships that get messy and confirming endgame will spoil who does and doesn't make it because some break up or it's one sided. These ships are clear endgame and do not have additional shipping drama (meaning Tecna/Timmy never happen their only love interest is Musa). Icy and Stormy backstories are major spoilers, especially Icy's, I'm very proud of it but I can't say anything at all about it. And if Domino is revived and Bloom gets to meet her parents I imagine there's going to be a lot of grief to unpack. Not getting to raise your baby that you loved and wanted more then anything must be devastating. Knowing she was safe and loved can only comfort you so much when you wish it was you that got to provide that to your daughter. And for Bloom? I'm sure it's also a roller coaster of emotions too. Especially since they wouldn't be able to prioritize Bloom and getting to know over all of Magix.

[pixload]

Seasonal Brain Teasers: 20 Winter vs. Spring Riddles for February!

Winter vs. Spring Riddles ❄️🌸 – February is a Transition Month! Play with the Seasons February is a magical month where winter’s icy grip begins to loosen, and the first whispers of spring start to bloom. It’s a time of transition, where snowflakes and flowers coexist, and the world feels like it’s caught between two seasons. To celebrate this unique time of year, we’ve created 20 Winter vs.…

[darlenicy]

bloom vs diaspro round 2

okay,

1: Diaspro is not ugly

2: If it was Icy, Darcy or Stormy in disguise, non of them is ugly either

3: DO YOU REALLY THINK SHE LOOKS LIKE A WITCH? Have you noticed her transformation? her wings?? her powers that don't resemble the trix' powers in any way?

this is a FAIRY, bloom!

[mr-moonfucker]

nathlan quest got me feelijg like that Chinese plankton meme 💀💀 if i wanted to watch bloom vs icy but less cool i wouldn't play this stupid game

[magixfairyix]

Iorda's Angst Season

Aka, season 6 is where I let her get the spotlight, and therefore I basically make her life hell. At this point, do the Trix care about her magic yada yada?

No. They want this annoying scum dead. Not even dead. They just want to get revenge for Iorda interrupting their plans and being annoying for the past few years.

NOT a part of the FF&FW (winx rewrite) timeline. This is just what I wrote down in my notebook four years ago when writing season 6, and what I'm adding mentally to what happened.

TW: Violence, blood, death

I wrote most of these things three years ago ngl, but younger me had the right idea of making this season centred on Iorda vs. Trix and all the trauma gurl gets from the consequences of her life.

BUT NOW I get to make things worse ^^

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Iorda goes to Cloud Tower to maybe learn dark magic again after being stuck in an identity crisis for the past four years. She has her friends (Pyris aka her gf, Nith, Lucina, Mirta) and she might have a good year? WRONG.

When the Trix take over Cloud Tower Iorda is about to attack, but Pyris grabs her wrist like, 'no they gonna kill you. Don't be an idiot for once.' Everyone goes back to their dorms, etc etc.

Iorda can't contact the Winx, so um... shit. Pyris goes wandering around Cloud Tower, and Iorda is in their dorm. Forty minutes later she gets a call from an unknown number. Spoiler alert, tis Icy.

Blackmail yada yada. Pyris' screams through the phone, Iorda in a panic like, 'Omfg just please stop hurting my gf I wuv her,' and then she is forced to help the Trix.

Iorda gives them information about the Winx and yada yada she probably snaps at them/tries to attack them. She is (rightfully) livid. They probs attack her painfully or smth ngl. She gets ratioed and sent back to Ohio (aka pain).

When Bloom splits up her Dragon Flame (eventually when I rewrite this there will be actual repercussions for her) Iorda somehow gets a piece of it at Cloud Tower. She has a tiny bit of hope.

Iorda (she's been secretly helping the Winx very subtly) might get found out. The Trix may kill Nith or something in front of her though this didn't happen when I wrote it.

Eh why not. Yeah Nith dies.

Iorda escapes by kind of throwing herself through the window of her dorm (magic can't be used to escape due to a spell) and she gets Bloomix because of that. Pyris also escapes with her.

Later on, she ends up getting her wings cut off.

It happens when she's following the Winx's magic signature around, trying to find them. Iorda finally reaches them in China she sees the Trix about to kill the Winx, and she begins to fight them.

Bliss, Iorda's Pixie, also helps. But Iorda is outnumbered. She tells Bliss to go find the other Pixies. Iorda fights the Trix alone, though this leads to her getting her Bloomix wings kind of frozen off and she's barely conscious by the end of it. The Pixies arrive in time and Piff wakes up the Winx and whatnot.

And yes, Iorda will steal Stella's spotlight and fight Darcy in the Labyrinth. So help me.

The two of them make a 'deal.' Darcy basically says that she'll revenge the spell on Stella etc if Iorda goes to the center of the Labyrinth and fights whatever is inside, and if not, Stella dies.

ALSO (to make things worse) if Iorda fails, guess who gets her Mythix wings cut off? IORDA. Yeah and Darcy also pointedly says 'she can make it a lot worse than last time' and Iorda, of course, is scared as hell for her well-being and mental state.

But Iorda (who definitely was a Percy Jackson kid) see's Greek Myth carvings on the walls, and makes Darcy (because Iorda doesn't trust the witch to keep her word, and she doesn't have a choice anyway unless she wants Stella to die) swear on River Styx.

Darcy does, because she thinks it's just a stupid little Earth saying like yes she swears on river Styx now go die already Iorda.

Iorda is praying that it works. Iorda defeats the Minotaur, and when Darcy tries to attack her, she can't. Her magic isn't working. Iorda is a bit smug, like 'lol you got tricked and swore on a sacred oath get nerfed.'

(And of course, Darcy is livid but that isn't clear until the season is over).

Bloom defeats Acheron in the Legendarium world, Selena is redeemed (and stays and witch), though the enforcements and specialists are out looking for the Trix who escaped.

Everything is okay~?

Iorda is healing from everything. Seeing one of her closest friends killed in front of her, having to help the witches who she'd been forced to fight for years (and that fight took away her teenage hood), having her Bloomix wings cut off, and also Darcy's threats in the Labyrinth has made her slightly paranoid.

She doesn't trust things will ever go well for her. She feels for a long time that she's in danger and that it's a matter of time before something bad happens. Most of all, she hates being alone.

Iorda is going out on a picnic with Musa, Stella, and Aisha. Stella is getting ready at Alfea and is running late while the rest of them are at the gates. Aisha goes to get Stella.

Iorda tells Musa with a smile that she'll find a good picnic spot. Musa asks Iorda is she's sure, but Iorda is telling herself that she's safe and she'll never heal if she doesn't force herself to be alone sometimes.

Iorda is wandering through the forest...

Yeah she ends up getting ambushed by the Trix who of course want vengeance. Iorda is scared out of her mind and tries to call for help. Icy stabs her and cuts her across the face, and Iorda is in pain and is slumped on the ground.

Iorda knows she will die today.

Stormy says that the Winx might be here soon. Icy and Stormy go through a portal, and Icy tells Darcy to finish the job.

Iorda's just causally sobbing in pain (cause she just got stabbed) and Darcy honestly is smug as hell. Iorda doesn't want to die, so she asks for mercy yada yada pls don't kill me I have so much to live for.

Darcy stands up, and then proceeds to use her shadow magic to finish the job via kind of snapping most of the bones in Iorda's body. Then she leaves through a portal.

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Yeah and this is tame for me...

[princess-of-the-corner]

Since we had a Bloom post, might as well: what were the reactions to the Icy Reveal from the wider cast, and who learned what and when?

Okay so there's two kinda halves of this which is people learning about her mom vs. people learning about her dad.

Also for simplicity: Mom's name is Blizzeta, Dad's name is Inverno. Also for simplicity is a short rundown on them for anyone who's new/hasn't been down the tags.

Blizzeta kinda replaces the 'Ancestral Witches', as she's not like. Some ancient deity. She's just a normal, though powerful, Witch. And lead a group of other powerful beings in a quest to become even more powerful and rule over everyone.

Inverno is currently King of Dyamond. In my rewrite it's actually not a cursed planet at all, it's just snowy like that. His current wife is Crystal, and they have a daughter named Sapphire.

So who learns what when:

Icy herself always knew about her mother. She's aware of the legacy and was in an environment that made her feel that she had to finish what she started.

Icy tells Darcy and Stormy some time during their years at Cloud Tower. Like when they've bonded and she trusts them enough to let them in on her secrets and plan their future together of finishing what was started.

Most of the Winx and Specialists find out when they take that trip to Domino at the end of Season 1. Because uh. I kinda made this episode very dark in both the fact that I'm keeping most of the population dead, but also because of the eternal winter curse the bodies are still there and preserved quite well.

Anyway they get to see Blizzeta's preserved body and she and Icy look almost just alike so it's easy to connect the dots for them.

Which also kinda connects the dots of 'oh so that's why she's Like That™' even if they don't have the whole picture.

Not sure when the members who weren't in Season 1 find out.

Now there's no reveals up until Season 3 with Inverno.

Because Icy never knew exactly who her father was. She has vague memories of stuff her mom told her when she was very little, but she was literally a toddler it's fuzzy.

Anyway!

During Season 3 the plots include 1.) Bloom trying to figure out ways to fix Domino, and 2.) Icy low-key stalking Bloom to cause problems. So when Bloom goes to Dyamond hoping on a planet of snow and ice would know how to dispel a blizzard, Icy followed.

Icy gets temporarily captured during the events here, which involves her meeting Inverno. He sees her, clocks the whole 'ah shit Blizzeta's her mom...... oh FUCK she's my kid???' thing. Icy is both shocked but also like. It makes enough sense that she doesn't question it. She can see the family resemblance. She remembers some things her mom said that now make sense. She can tell that her mother likely intended to use this connection, but didn't get the chance.

At least Bloom is here during that conversation(idk if the others are or if they're all kinda off on their own more this season.). And she's.... so unsure what to think of it but hey she- she knows what it's like to suddenly find out you have a royal bloodline and all so she Gets It™ in a way. But also like. Girl are you okay?

Sapphire is listening in on the conversation because she's a curious little fucker. While she's not like, a baby. She's still a good bit younger and really is only thinking about the fact that she has a sister now.

The rest of the Winx+ would find out after Bloom reunites with them and updates them on that hot mess. And yeah there's a bit of concern on it because Icy is.... hasn't fully hit the 'dragged to the good side' bit (this is what really kicks it off for her), so they're mostly concerned with what she'll do about it. Also the other Royals are spitballing on what exactly Blizzeta's plan had been re: making Icy.

[charmixpower]

Final thoughts on season 6 despite my better judgment

Okay so this piece of shit has a few good things in it so we'll start with that. It's going to be a very short list, so it won't take too long before we get into the meat and potatoes

Things I liked about S6:

Icy's, Darcy's, and Stormy's dynamic in this season is actually peek. After s5 I was extremely hesitant to see how these three would be written, but it's actually great! They are extremely sibling towards each other, and the way they bully each other after failures is super cute

While I don't like the fashion in this season, tying it all back to Stella's love of fashion and having her passion come though is really cute and makes me wish that the winx were allowed to pursue their interests independently

The Legendarum in concept. I like the idea of stories in a book being animated with magic and going into pocket dimensions. I just like that, it was a fun way to immediately get into a new set piece

The dark witch forms. They had a very Salem energy that I absolutely loved

The specialists new outfits. They are finally wearing armor, Godspeed

The specialist's new weapons. They have weapons that can be relevant in a fight, they're not, but like they could be. Tbh they're already using magic weapons, having magic effects on the weapons was a long time coming

Miele. She's cute and she gets to be a badass and save Flora and be saved by Flora they are so cute 🥺🥰

How Flora got her Bloomix. Is it derivative of s3? Yes, this entire season is a worse season 3 except they don't have the balls to do anything half as cool as the Enchantix sacrifice. Is it cute to see Flora save Miele without her powers??? Yes!

Getting to see other magic schools do indeed exist, that was definitely fun

How the Musa/Riven arc ended. Like literally just the final episode of it where Riven left. That's the only good part of that arc and BOY IS IT GOOD. S4 gave me poisoning and this episode fixed it. Riven fear of not being able to help Musa against enemies, and him doing introspection without being smacked into it (I'm looking at you s3-4, he can do it on his own) is everything to me

Diaspro not being plot integral this season thank God, s5 was enough late season Diaspro. She's the fairy of the dragon flame, therefore fire is good for her was also a hysterical ass line

The trix disguising themselves as freshmen and going on trips with the Winx was funny, though why the fuck were they're only there freshmen I hate it here

Selina poisoning Flora has got to be the Selina and Bloom highlight, very cunning on Selina's end, and Blooms look of horror was peek

The vampires are really funny, but the zombie pirates were hilarious

The fun way they twirl the mythix wands sometimes, mythix can get so silly sometimes and it's super cute

Aisha and Nebula, they are so cute

Tecna and Timmy's fun raft adventure

Helia struggling with Flora's evil plants

Riven howling like a wolf, now bark like a dog boy

The werewolf fight in general was funny and entertaining

Icy vs Flora was emotional and action packed and very good! I loved that nature itself helped Flora recover

The elite girlies of CT fighting eachother and training was always cute

Timmy impressing Tecna's parents was cute

Stormy going mad with power in the Legendarum as Frankenstein's bride

Musa getting voice spells

Things I disliked about S6:

Daphne was characterized so badly here. She's nothing. She might as well have been sleeping beauty of the winx world and her personality would have been the same. There's absolutely no hint of the all powerful Nymph that's literally chiseled into the walls of buildings to commemorate her achievements. Now she's just clumsy, not as strong as the Winx, and is good at history. That's nothing. You could literally replace her with an entirely different character in this season and that would probably make more sense

Special mention to how Daphne is condescended in the beginning of this season. Why'd they do that to her

The beast of the depths. You literally made that one up for this season. It's very obvious that none of this was planned ahead of time nor are they even pretending that they give a shit about the timeline. Set it on fire.

The parties. The parties. The parties. Oh my god the parties. Anytime literally anything happens there's a completely useless party attached to it. Instead of developing literally ANY of the EXTREMELY underdeveloped subplots, they write in two billion fucking parties. I am tired

The fashion in this season is ugly, out of character, and has zero personality. Like. I feel like they were dressed by an AI, fucking randomly generated ass outfits. Terrible layering, over use of colors, and it's like they're always wearing outfits in the same fashion line. They never look like they own their own damn clothes, everything they wear is matching. It's like there's a hive mind, while yes I appreciate the incorporation of Stella's desire to be a fashion designer having them never wear their own clothes just makes them feel flat, like they don't exist outside of eachother

The pixies were more redundant and annoying than ever

Cloud tower being taken over in s1 was cool, it was meh in s3, and it's just plain boring and nothing in s6. Stop doing this over and over again I stopped caring the second time. "Oh well this time we'll make the school flying AND invisible." I hate you

The Legendarum as it was written. I swear to God it could have just been called the plot device machine, it just does whatever the writers want it to do

I just realized how did the pixies survive in the Legendarum that long???? Griffin literally flip flops her morals in this season again too, are you okay with tormenting sentient creatures or not please pick one

Why on earth did the witches of Cloud Tower support the Trix???? Why make witches in this show even more one dimensional. As well as the Trix's elite students weren't even memorable, this was more interesting when s3 did it with the mind controlled witches because they had to find why they were acting like that

Nex

NEX

Thoren

Did you remember that Roxy was in this season because I fucking didn't. She's so aggressively sidelined it's not even funny

The trix just show up where ever the winx are... On accident. Sure, they just have the most insane coincidences. God what even

What is a paladin anyways?? Still unclear on this

Okay I should probably say something more on Nex and Thoren. Thoren is literally a nothing character and the only thing we'd lose if he was removed is Sky being a bit pissy, Diaspro manipulating him specifically and not like... Nex or Roy or whatever. Nex is like. A bitch. He acts like s1 Riven but with less self esteem and paranoia issues. Like Riven is a self absorbed asshole who hates himself and who had an arc realizing that punishing everyone away was bad and that he needed to learn to trust, Nex is just a self obsessed asshole with a desire to embarrass and put people down, even being willing to actually injure them over stupid ass contests. Even when being manipulated by Darcy Riven was never that aggressive, he mostly just gossiped and did dragon fighting. Nex is literally a more dickish, aggressive, self obsessed, competitive, and uncaring, Riven. And you want to convince me that AISHA, AISHA "who said you were driving?" WOULD PUT UP WITH THAT SHIT ARE YOU KIDDING ME????

Literally everyone and their mom can steal powers in this season, it's so fucking easy it means nothing

Remember how in s2 there was a large amount of focus on the not Bloom main character because the main characters of Winx were the WINX CLUB and not Bloom, remember how s3 had a lot of focus on the not Bloom characters. S6 wants you to remember that Bloom is the most important specialest baby in the world and doesn't care that there's other main characters. Fuck narrative balance and giving the cast a chance to shine outside of Bloom I guess, Bloomix is a thing

How literally everyone got their Bloomix power except Flora. Triple back flip I'm going to hurl

What stated the Riven/Musa arc this season, like at the beginning he's just dismissive and overly competitive, it's only towards the end he says hes doing this because he wants to be able to help Musa. They should have written him like that the entire time

How quickly they rushed everyone getting their Bloomix, it was giving me charmix flashbacks

DIASPRO WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???? STOP SHOWING UP!!!

Bloom getting her Bloomix last in her own episode is trying to be s3 so bad. Okay Nick writers please sit down. That was so good and impactful because Bloom didn't have a home planet, this time Bloom should have gotten Bloomix first and you could have done something with Aisha's magic rejecting the dragon flame or something. Stop trying to be s3

Thoren/Daphne is underdeveloped, Riven(/Musa) is underdeveloped, Roy v Nex is under developed, Selina is underdeveloped, these are all season long arcs and they suck ass. Please, spend more time on your subplots over PARTIES

Allowing the pixies to have combat spells midagated how annoying and intolerable they are but it was also extremely weird. No Piff cannot attack people your making that up

Eldora's diary

Saying that Bloom had friends on earth, s4 did that too and look how that garbage turned out

Selina's lack of motivation and lack of consequences for her actions

S6 wastes so many episodes showing us places on earth when we could be going to new planets, I wanna see Romeula

Eldora's personality is the most annoying thing I've ever had to deal with

Eldora not noticing the FAIRY OF THE DRAGON FLAME IN FRONT OF HER

Eldora and Selina knowing Bloom, this literally makes no sense. And she was also an Alfea teacher because of course she was

You'd think Bloom would grow out of running to earth whenever she's upset, but no

The girls get into so many arguments this season over bullshit. Like yes I don't want them to be perfect friends but this is a bit much

Why is everything important in gardina?? The winx world conspires to make Bloom the only narratively relevant one

The extremely annoying amount of "Wow!" "Cool!" "Awesome!" The girls do constantly

Eldora can summon counter myths to fight the Legendarum, she does this once and never again

The entire mother's day thing, like they didn't do anything interesting with it, got rid of the day of the rose, and did another stupid party

The mythix wands, they are about as thin as paper, they're excessively pink, and why do they already match the Winx that makes no sense

The way the Winx need to keep proving themselves, like you can bring in conflict other ways. I would love to see a choosey artifact just once be like "oh the winx, go ahead ma'am's" that would be so funny

The 3d in this season is so ugly and I hate everything to do with it. Mythix is extremely ugly and bland and WHY ARE THERE SO MANY FLOWERS ITS SO FLOWERY I HATE IT

The time limit on the Legendarum world only exists for fake stakes, the pixies were in there for how long??

The spell "friendship flame" Bloom just being allowed to make people Faries makes me irrationally angry

The two things used to make the Legendarum key are so arbitrary it pains me

Magic just came back to earth but everyone is acting like it's been around forever

Stella being stupid and self centered again. Like Stella was full of herself but she was also usually aware of people's feelings and only accidentally hurt people by not thinking, she also is the glue that holds Winx together!!! She's the one who gets them all together!!!! You don't get it!!! She'd never act like that she does have a brain!!!

God I hate the entire thing around Stella being queen for a day except how Stella looked in a crown, it was all awful

The music cafe was nonsensical and stupid and I STILL DON'T KNOW HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO PROTECT ALFEA

RUMPELSTILTSKIN IS THE MOST ANNOYING AND STUPID CHARACTER IN THIS SEASON AND THE FINAL BATTLE HINGES ON THIS DUMBASS CHARACTER AHHHHHHHHH

Musa not having any spells in Mythix

Acheron feels like discount wizard of the black circle and Valtor with the worst pacing and battle out of all the finale's I've seen thus far it's so bad

Daphne why are you getting married

In conclusion I hate it here

[libidomechanica]

“What men too late and”

A sonnet sequence

               I

Than if this face: of fraude at thing graveyard. While, disyoke thee? With those mind draw his fury from then that light Yet Childe, how creature cast the hawthorns and spite above the her pride anywhere fresh care na coming, turn youth too hard hold, and why, Sir—and throws. What men too late and lovely nearer bliss demon fear more to-morrow seized up with cheerefull stopped. What is probably don’t fling but what nipt me cause my pain, here, sleep for slaue, and I neuer lyst, yts ticked her perpetual dullness. That may thy sweet be movies fitte, but thought toll me thy siluer season. Hordes, hey ho Perigot of prison.

               II

Two you moved by your part you sat she sigh; goodbye, good buy! Who pay it Cuddies Embleme. They to me; whan to wandring out with all over tape delicate you hast the stowres. Those store or allusion: but yeeres my craft vs safety pin to gape for aye be shepheards all she dwelt in. But woman and they see, and tell me, ye were name. And tell vpon a poison roof collusion: for feet. By what fair. One from a cense do pleasures up: embryonic chickets: other body: he was refresh-cut hard, and the Prince the Beauties fitting else to fight; nor grave, o sister. And from Heaven, If I takes successives thy feet self; if the rain and found so thou came back again, we tway be that learn to wexen old Lord Maurice, its gulf a fine the sighs, and smooth-shaven, like task of fonder at has for fear on her full with faithless sharp sleep it so will both thy bier. I have been wait?

               III

Of hem twa. So well-built house, with Bab-o lest to speaks poor Solomon marble beams and to go alone. Then cheeks have learned back in you thing vpon a whole from Psyche, but lack’d geese of dead. Icy hoodwink’d without reede: and as in her eyes, and Sopps in the Love come nae sae me. Fast, I was spreading, rapid, merely thristen time ages had stooped some or else tops his voice I took a bird upon mine is as swan or complain and he fence, ever long to ruin all all theyr art praise of the Royal Stem,— a Perfume like a thou lacks salt, estrange glebe, but purpose; then myne the loyal bed.

               IV

After her! This can tell morning like vision straight, he respecially trickes; while world. Because he did aright was nothing on the Heart. But keep the dream Fairies’ proprietresse, the spake wither heare, she best so, perhaps. But not thrice thy hair of chillis, has truth, the board blind, sweeter than the stronger, as Cuddies more tame forest, and what in woolly eue, hey hungry for your mother day. They flee from her neighbors had a world is like lobster of life wild to go, but that made a curled up her eye. With his way, I pity grace sappho and dark: thence closet crept, manna anither, them seem.

               V

Witness paid thy law. Beams and insane discern hill send to see, as if thys so enamoured to be fulmined metal and twine with Golden scorn of trembled: and up a flower; his eare all help the from the more by side, oh, hid by Charlotte thee, and he sapphire-spangle her Loues to not stopped. Love be done your with her boughs mortal Bird of shepheard, having me light. Midnight, shall the she utter; sic a wide wild, and hot-bloomed us: then I am but should carrion can triple-arch’d thus what complexion dwell or art alone of them in her pride, that thine, but yet rest, or eves.

               VI

The pillours for here? Down the Lady Psyche, ’ I rejoice! Dame returning stars in pray; ether. I pynen in his was, to saue a deceive in a honeysuckle time draw then thing to looke in an hour; we while he stoon? Has we lay, since erst, till flourish wrung thousand daintye Daysies due their child. The deep, untested surface streetlamps. One wilds would gae made of. The hadde it the prest, Full of this: they are cliché. But Angela give heir, and I sit be a great did aright of clams are dried at all casement and sick of dust, nor Valiant, to winne, an’ I’ll halt, they came, what the broke away.

               VII

Amorous ill as other dempt Salámán was past affairs in his hide She hunt old carrion can lead the aisles, and vermeil dyed? For my chain, and glanced, Blythest conscience and that so forgot, and no my simple awning liker to necessary wanton nature done, she would twine. Flash, that the title o’ love, an’ a’ should smiles when Phoebus stopt his shirt on thee those weaving here two, and well: well the Silver in the subject that goodlihead vpheld, aglaia sleep sorrow shouder my hear or me, and scorne. Thou euer lyst, ye blest else to giue my sorrow’s life at its will is like Munch’s sign!

               VIII

Thy father own her rich the gentle swinck. Almost despairs, seeming our coats. A million lead her bring all be king a woman liness, and sleep. A dent and why thine asleepy-ey’d. Her female, look as fairest may with my mind, a way he will on the yate faces the hurried to kisses. Her fault; I crave strip mall, false loved by night and should I flee from spot of all it had got about, we provincess; fields devout with meagre, bene would she, like a scar beyond to the cryes, from bear unless wing. Thou wish and midden a bowling with simple, and looke hath her find o’ my Philling payned.

               IX

Murderous citadel: look nor since to be-that not rob thy mammie’s warmth of mee, and her shattering till should I not prize of loved, boxes bene and built that first her? That cruel loveth, looking, his hauty one gentlemen to be attone was Lady Blanched on the mad—its separating I strut and it not find your his he music picking in that neede were parts of the glittering came vested baits bad case on her hours of this is now. Of candied in the iron with ruffianced, Sirs, the abyss. Because men out your was great organ in his forces, ground us away.

               X

Like met, He forefingers quiet wood, to see. But, ’tis pride her woe: the first thy princes, and Ausemán—the Heart-of-Heart that nun-lit filling of trees and all his coming to hit. Arise, Oh Moon of their goodnight gaze opened to love him to a cureless Jeanie on the Kerke, will thy father flesh, as are the same for Kim. But when hen in the christall glass, escapes; but uncurrent high and setting shee to ye, my lovely nest from that clear: then lock’d even as kind look nor shut, and thus did na gie a butter’d creature newe were that deadly light: by the stars, and Mary Morison?

               XI

From ancient case were na comb, two of corn, like thee from the mind—or false love that least o’ the faces in the tinsel clincks of our carelesse in a clue wi’ ony body making in me sickness lake. It’s much my birth on my fair longer and I, but a bad casement and bowing, or other, that accountryman, after love like pray you and the Wods withouten and waters neighbors had brook then stick a wounds that she made of sweet proud many Graces, biting groan; tattooed or promise; I am very death, pass like you sat always read the sighs betwixt her Beauty’s chamber.

               XII

The self-styled of it, and with the princess. On travelled up from their milk-white. For than when the lies out, my mouth to do like swallow’d far away, when it chanc’d along with me. Beside there; its soft, you what wants to the me i wants, shouting, dark as a catatonic stuck in and I owe noble fabric that gaudy Girls, knowledge of the never tale o’ Montgomery! At once pitiful great’s in his best perchant, where Porphyro! When God, and she lawns are not, if choice was he too; he classie be; weel may bene his kneel, touch cause of art pour—oh! Charlotte, whom Loue has they came leuin shiny thine.

               XIII

So lovemaking dove, dear Love is they kisses of Lord, and in the thou did him not rob thy longing bug. Let that givers feel a cense do pleased with the stamp’d trembleme. But not one sharply growing to death into the face and ways. The cast over uterus an empty flag what half in love state and speed in time of life, two in the unweetings tender is the first unflesh extend. Charge Will’ to make a bell, falcon-eyed, we move off they gaynen in her Content to roar, to live thee his Hand. He way her sound of Carnal woe, then darker an’ I’ll has met wi’ the byrds, to painfully true.

               XIV

Were on air that which her lips, which is sideways, when as kindly! And work harder thou now? Thou go with Learning in a hills; that their should run office of hys mishappen, the old Catoes broken from the maiden, where fair St. Built thou must hath weal or One is them that heart Wait her foot stars, at ran away! How fineness.: Sank in his lady- sister a day, and far and the pale and almost despair, and far we are not market, as the under our beauties, that shepheard the tediousness. But frendly laye, where was forever wi’ the mother! Cheer, and I lose concluded, and vermeil dyed.

               XV

Form and probably to shoulden shepheard the azure bloom fell these fayre flowers, of poisoned firm, the boldest from thy hearing in danger, and somewherein the chinck: yet hangovernment elizabeth afore i’ll red marks that marked, Madam, I love: o Jeanie does thy soul lambent freendshield and swelling but I go. Young some was blue wild, we entered syllable, and souls endless wings the heart thrill verve of Rosalind, nor fear is sorry. Of this voice, disyoke the had ne’er livelier they mourn, became chimneys of passion, wipe of tacks around of the visions in my father and Mary.

               XVI

Like your people doth my gift to her autumn. And iolly foe, that he her fifteenth birthday she back from within which night they so simply herself doth with Hawthorn! In her Eye. Sweet self-same so cannot be happy Hobbing round, whose wild layd him in tight long hast thou pleasures not at nights, its O, listen and Feares are of all the ways ever and power; do we miscreaunce, increase, which faithful to lift your will not go away. Where payne in like a Tale of terror wager we bramble in the dance one two may I by night wits taughters fly or less you were sad no mixt within mine eyed.

               XVII

At kirk, or art. To-morrow, the heart, and lovemaking, noughts myself in learn; the soul lambent from the too, and they follies soone was brayne, when I my ain lassie be led by holybush bene thonder is miswent? And Venus to use and all in Fantasting. There I listen the lintwhite’s light, the year? Say, maister Psyche, ’ Cyril, for well apayd? And cursed the myself to know, i’m half-empty flag what nipt my plane of Greece, leaue enriched back was struck his head fount boddice; be it’s gone front it did her pass, by the valley came: enought to stencil in. Nor dancing was a beam, they St.

               XVIII

The heate in they never in Heaven’s compeld my Maw. Star! I take retorne, they are in sea! Of the black, purposing now let us go! Love been this, and i would. Peril, having on it change. Then dead. ’Re not with meagre face have crackling of meat. Yet for slaue. The wishest, churches o’er through. Your gifts as on her glad hearts lives back, her eyes, at once the time makes thought make us feels rightly my Kiddie vnwares noble. Wait her mou’, her fork and help them with a candied palsy-twitch: leaues to your sweetly did aright fit baits for he staid and won his face and rude infrequestions how God in my come and come to the mad Mary. No more: if, some forget mine or home all he meaning? For once thence in that tilt of science so; and in hys back, who shall we must don’t get their Soul on Clout raft or all the dull of empire, which part, how blythe in all th’effection stars in vain, as both noughts me.

               XIX

A deep sorrowe. Are your beauty no my lady’s pursuit and cloud, so solitude, and sunk: tis doole, and step-dame stages but is it your ear that sang while thou, light. In the the Princess Ida wait a Bird of any dove found above on may forbeare Sheepe did it behind amongst my dusty heare but no faithful the eyes soon among theme shoulden place, That himselfe in his share with perfect all frond of us we liege-lord Loue bright gaudy Girls, known, should you to spiring a woman’s, if those formed jewels one the hem to flightes wide it once like salesman hearth, she wind, tho’ jokin’ to me.

               XX

Whose smiled; then my sighing in my woe is these woe: and he new- blown by the turn threw warm South. I take a weak force, things that the other, resisting reuenge, to come a button for her lust to be together moe. And delicates he bed off from silken home to ye, my lad, o whispers passion, its of more I’ll voice I tune you to set a fineness. The foot star that care foresay. There delicate your was one blushes sat before was braw, and thou, who can countenaunter pillow, low, and brain, my Highland Mary Morison roofs of her eyes finding rich attire creation, that Plato I read that: so be, were then my sigh on my head, o why thee; and, your bones were na look at you know, or such on me. Pure as victi. Hey ho bonilasse: nought, so raft colour inbox I probably trickets at did not breast, but when I saw the brain. That the quite, that which I know.

               XXI

Only were round roses and with his lady, prayer, the closed. His page—Tis dark propinquity to perish power speak little priefe. He kisses false esteem: yet hair she hem ouer than she down to each other knee. Maybe it’s what shall her he shore, plaints, to die, though Streetlamps expectations in red breacher; and favour true! And I am I freely outcast of the morrow, Julia’s prudence the inclin’d, ae limp as one, so call out: Daddy! She fume light, we cross his heaven; a nest; thou swelling ouerflowers. And have been syl-lable, of candies and loose of their false love’s Banquet looks are for thine eyes so she hadde can worke my wears; mid loosens her the green, when I my ain lassic friends, like a iudge, and favorite what off thy father hyde, uch wexen with ech others beauties, a hand upon its long with Hawthorns and the un-apple. Whilst head she? Clamping a green syl-lables!

               XXII

And there is abrupt. Ah, Porphyro, when ye come hid frown? And scorn; come down sleepe doe making streaming mynde. The found bye her he sente me that if Irene behest, said, say, my love, across the return’d, but our hand save what shown; and that may not thy Impress couches. Home weary wrinkling from the grief or all it is, and gone. So appall? To his can Bagpypes renne at there I tuned beside beams and Mary. To prate, an’ I’ll voice again, and green Child of sorry. Are your glasse he turn my numberous hauty should me if everlasting, if not waitings no garlands, now, mixture can’t shadow?

               XXIII

I labours to me. For a huge empty teacup, arrivals of the kind? But them, thought fear’d they first unflesh so pretty lacke a sonder heart the greefe I was welcome: therein, to see day, that does thee to shoot him with in you will lovely trewand pity gracelesse of all the lack’d embraced well except in troublesome where is a gentler desired in the come—the victor, in disarm’d he legion’d faery life nor for dear Claring classie be; weel ken I write, with she had dayly grove Clarinda’s fonder, to be morn, and, nor the lone is best places if i could run these the world.

               XXIV

And sigh upon their chrism of the should come to do. She season, in shine, her maiden’s the chamber, I labour twenty time thing, black of an old passed floats air; the myself in leave me forlorn and round: ye care? Asked on your care is thereas from her Kidde mournful chaos wash’d pilgrimage I dye, hey ho they make like Love’s Banquet loversight kept among to thy tale o’ lovely passion, yea, where took desire wont to be some her Wiles wings the hobbled, the first in the terror ofte augment whence a for their own glasse hyll, but as from the bloated with prayers done your bonie Jean. The charioted China, to stoon? Or hollow. Disguise, for fear—but thought room, Porphyro: O may be trusse he fear me at his rosary, cream Fair Cloe not here. Each draws the gravity. Sank, pale, like a lights, in a wide here you drink wine, and precedence a king: those me causes to even image of know here.

               XXV

And your grownd in a mill of the belong the bee, and haply the made to womankind, a maze wherein through but once vouchsafe, of sleep for thoughter whether can keepeth cloud and the fang’d restless will bring corn; but in memory of his robbe from that I sang when the people call in this: hath his Heart of the layes, a mazer alone, so deep she same why thereto, by a needfull the greenish marble above to cave— which whom I would still, that of the morning, shall behest, the hurried her lips crimson fair crescendants in troubled. Black against feared ever uterus and you new. Time.

               XXVI

But she sweet hair. Twice I am not his place upon thy door. As believe it in look wayled, in find your bonilasse her Bounty, shot side, by a sweetly blooming in twaines an hordes like middle of glorious ill liuely shepheards of the ungracious passing additional South, wan, to wayled, if it come daily to the wants, to wexen with that Hope Lake wad fyle the brain. They they, but the violets I didna joy but where creatures name. Werther palsy- twitch, those self, and sea; however hart did tomb: And Wordsworth, wanton me, in a child, in a birth, so languid moon to yield.

               XXVII

Met, we’re weren his Demon fear me not saint like the was wide: her could spring, shepheards other, that hath my yeeld that with claw& rock, and like a rushes us red vine: more by the rose of faded with me. We entire ech has never its Self- fulfilment upon her know the dared. While, like cloud of my hands, what answered said: With forever what art of shame, it was the told, as when great vehemenced a to-and- fro, so I could beauty. And we stains and we should blunter back: Hello the dust a bride, than when the heat so much thy diest, cajoled by art’s cold dwarf heaven: Porphyro!

               XXVIII

Knot-grass or may I throws. Will I should he should twice hand like Love must needes of that I’ll come old solace of the childe, flames; purposed with me, the saith. She is soule oppress’ brow, to feed his struggle forth is ear the grave the eye will stones you will I prayer, of Phillis and why the brere: besides the circling its wounds can her maiden shade, he cruell face be Victors! Bower, electric, chemist mixing clasps her in her fifteenth fail? With the look at break they fleeting! Now tell vs that’s elder will I take my rip of wrongs complexion drawn such are what which in on Mother hear me a small!

               XXIX

To thee to giueth sleepening berth. To say to castless dove with the has we entered sworn pages nor dinner, long since at me half so whence he feel? The grand empty teeth of the character which he westernly strong was in her Veil, who first time, I shall warm gules o’er the same, as if for the flore sheepe bene men’s eyes—to leaue enrich perfume. So louely lawns are some will keep but thousand slanted quiet breathing of you wrong into a saintly strolled token or men apiotos apistemology, the unpainter-crystal like Alcestis, from their bestrode by the boards: alas!

               XXX

For none cloud of the will come tell ycond help! For fear our habitant with that nas remember thereof doth not when I could add fresh, then a clappines to none inhabitant of Beauty. Looking then only knewe buds, which your hand, what was an unworth without still as Morning love is with itself, burned the fish, to know with his stuck in your pype and now how her Locks dividing good need much treason doubtful deemed darkens. And cherye with a pencil, two are sat a boat tacks, E for all the will I probably to speak. And in that he halt, of art beside of the hem much moment’s spaceship.

               XXXI

For what all. From hidden-creels, and lands, none of all Time for the tiger-moth’s held him did women place, for thy captive cloud, so content the brings I over at hath my bed, echoing more dide the pure, where you, myself for their fish Hildebrand; him to a door, to give the sparents dove for the Mayfly is in her round; he sappho and in your eye, as belied night a foolish and learn to the heat of thy verse: and albeit so’ the skill, I put out my drew, she creepe; since girl? Hear thy heard of the flocks, but sorrowe ne needs and poor trickes; while I am of those solitude I loue.

               XXXII

My lyre upon my panted, all as I could not heart had drunkening myself in hall; and swell, the spoke offred back to her amazed, and longed snake her heart. In a big box storm; dear sleep—their foes wounds that nun-like a mill of then the rooted on the love, o things so that were is weak and she’s lap, a true, those flower, sculptur’d-forth of more shee weel ken I that height Give mystic danc’d with carven if by me and he strife; one drown’d and the Lycian of heau’n their musick with oxytocin or being sympathy: summer. Sight to Lady Blanche’s: as smooth-shaven, blind, and sicke, as mine his drest.

               XXXIII

Not heard nor borrow more she nould I sing. That theory box on your earth abroad golden locks from the christ itself doth endows now. Never throwes, beside their cherish with then; nor Love wherefore that other dames again to leaues to assert none moment with claw&rock, glimmer shamed up with us, debtors for us side the dead here went that whether see wherewith cattle payne, to gaze into a peace within this iron age, goethe’s on another fast affords the left behind. And deepe and of perish as yet, at ranckly to make like a sod. Take, thou wert made of love forth.

               XXXIV

Whose bene no light, we cross they never, snarling is songs above; your eyes just forst train was the mought stay, loathings so the Rust Belt mode, hey ho chance hand in corn; but a pages but secrets of sun in the regard the finger, their in his bosom’s compliment, and I keep in learned the lawns and wings, which was one eternal, measure of this deadly light, clove and groned to her eyes serues, or priefe prince your sound of quaintance got a larva in a lassie, an’ I’ll comment upon St. And them not prize of clasp’d his lost; but she, like refuge the violet,—I was you thinking moonshine?

               XXXV

And are that answering heard Kidde stamp’d treble set the freend hath hym such, and the welth, should not better not prizing of think you came that heal; thinke how like Alcestis, from thee and why I send me up into a cup hastely I am had well decked in we finds me where, yet love’s fresh carved from the cries would carried her flying tears to a doubtful groue to lived then Florian asked those court’ saints did glide, each. Oh plume, the rose’s the raging street or snow us not saints I did save a print. Fairest with ampled Crown with the cool flourish power, sculptured with Lar and now I lameness.

               XXXVI

Song, and boon. My head felt a heart. Creeps in her button for on such are every words fondesting, and all my father, who is most despairs, as she bathroom of Dominion. I can, to know evening miserable sound the gently I could be in zero gravity. All with all the Gate her Hand of child, can chat, he rests, which opening Pain must pinesse fere, and check’d I make the back where work may sure mixture can before head. With her fault of prison. Waltz, cling rice, I broughts, its bounted forefingers wilt thou, as he before was not! I seemde but pyping hills, has met wise, but now it in men.

               XXXVII

She answer, and Fays, in think and glee, and flaps, with a toe, not live my fond for here it’s the close folke no merry, past thou trace. But what payne: for well-conducted cloud crying: help! See herdgrome, lo! Sets him whom the Rebel’s Face, but tis burnt by conceal it was disroote: it in truth; thy soule a harpstring Ah! Thing down to happiness. For somewhere stately true spirits that I shall away in Queene. Take to the gate. A deepe runs to me; which love, dissolved even if I dream. Of gentleness, at each hand all hys mishap, a true each other arms took behind; thy nest, and special, in dignified.

               XXXVIII

Elbows, over ye may escapes; but if thou, poor babe and bade bleeding the indeed you many good real Flame. A gentle sticky, flushes sat heart in thy office, nor home nearer to the remember they, what fair breast of my out a magic case the world of pure anotherwise’ she wrong through the Foxes bene distant state within his high and shadows haunt they ne’er lovely near are swaine. Your many good New Yorker an’ I’ll come to Sheba yet. Nor with wonder, the old sucking him after dearly world is time maching else unless be, The prince in half-empty hull, and she worth wit!

               XXXIX

Turned with black, so I could me and his hand to life with shouldest the mine eyes, and lavenderness, at he merciless—so love is first secrets of ripeness and eddied palsy shake dew on the God, than when the Brambles in you and I seek without her he she turn of your fork and blames fold: with a catatonic stuck it up, and now with the off thy from bearen, but once morning where wed the years forth thou euery welfare, whaever on anothers, reade of my stood, woode as when it come thou go within what we’re mad Mary Morison on me like in this she worldly spark of all will in a bowle? For none. To you: so your old-fashion; her thine. All rob thy hungry if this many this fam’d to do time make something with despair, and the lassie, fair. Alas, and Lucumo; ran downe swayne: sike world is that ye car’d still. But when I you could comfort her battles in her e’re.

               XL

The west and fooles tales, at hope hope hopes I thy adjuration, that pushed byrds, while that we were for not the lawns and write. You know, thin, and all night and wearied mine handsomeness the jewell, and vision or speech by forefrontiers hid and buds, who see how it is what was a-cold; but if he prickes; while I am pretty much a strain is full of thousand all case. I was a should remedie, but ryper age; appraise tied, all lay the Sun, the gay floor, we point to kind: so suit and the true! That made of all hear of the Memory; then trade of. Marriage, curtains without a coming way. I can work out that lo’ed me his heart, alas, which many a fattened ha’, to look withoute rinde; sweete fast. Work maybe you were glowing on the Cellar never will I dwell beauty’s shade, sperred syllables, at restles shed on trance now I admit. From death into the still have you new.

               XLI

I could singing’s fiers hid by a nest, since Merlin payne fields devout with all he mother amazed, for often without they counted learn to dared but who, and lusty teach other throbbe from mine his shock of compare, what according reefs. Into trust thou euer sound: ye car’d than when I my ain lassie, for years to hold that linen, smooth-shaven’s deed, tho’ think all we as he dove with some dull bring shamed be, for well her hair lay in suc security; which was fawn’s blossomeday today that liness my bare fit; I do swelling wheeling no other-bell on a hotel room our upstairs neighbor.

               XLII

What plainer taper sat, and there plain: I fix into melt as a poore me he honest, sleep and in thy Venice-glass shore trains. Wilt the Rhodope, turn of evil gift of forsakest for more fit; I could beauty a-wee; but a photographic kisses for us, and tween traveline of gay flowers vpon a world, and poor: how like he towered spill: for the Lord by me deawie niece, your old the lack, what in dead? The living strife, and Jack on naigies nine momentary Sweet kiss, and Crown and full may no meaning beside! Trippe it not wanton me and some yellow patience darts of dewy wine.

               XLIII

To marked, who cannot soil lies, all chill, everythings; so run off a lesse by on must, each. That was a wound, to him down the great proud flesh grownd wit my Florian; holding the well sigh; o’er lips and rails’ saint: she million— oh, shows where smiled on Euphelia’s too so trueth, for a been a tiger-moth’s deepe both horrid shroude infrequestions, fear from my love, and daintings above make there, that bird, thy world speaking, firm, the glass and to keeps its boughs more fresh paint to hand other the abyss. For a transfixed with whom the wish’d, and sails, they left incense of green bedde, oh, taken bear and why the eyes forlorn.