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[redhairedgirl95]

Could you write a prompt about Brandon being bullied for his royal status (and assuming he's not good enough for a princess) by some other students and Stella defending him before he has a chance to?

Don’t mess with my Brandon

Set during S2 – after the press revealed brella engagement – after EM2 chapter 5

“Have you heard the news?”

“What news?”

“Come on, man! Don’t you read?” The first Specialist took out his phone and turned the screen towards his friend. The cover of Magix Entertainment showed a paparazzi picture of an extremely attractive blonde girl and a tall brown-haired guy, walking hand in hand. Then, in the top corner of the page, a circle enclosed the zoomed detail of a ring – the Ring of Solaria – which had an interesting placement.

“She’s engaged? To that?!” He didn’t even pretend he cared to keep his voice down, and pointed straight at Brandon, who was working on his wind rider. He had rolled up his sleeves almost to his shoulders, and was kneeling on the ground, some tools in his hands, torn jeans, messy hair. Riven was helping him with the repairs and they had been having fun chatting and working until they noticed someone was talking about them. About Brandon, specifically.

“Yep.” The other one laughed out loud. “Can you imagine? Probably he’s gotten her pregnant or some shit.” Riven pushed himself up, ready to beat the shit out of those two idiots.

“Sure. And now she’s stuck with him. She wouldn’t have had the same problem with me. I know when to pull out.” Brandon stood up too and grabbed his friend’s forearm. It wasn’t his fight.

“And your brat wouldn’t be a fucking commoner.” They weren’t paying attention to the pauper, as the article The Princess and the Pauper (a lame title if there ever was one) had dubbed him.

“Hell no! If they ever allow him into the Royal family, he’s going to disgrace them all.” Riven looked like he was ready to throw a wrench at them.

“Hasn’t he already?”

“Ehm – ehm.” Someone, a girl, cleared her throat, and the Specialists turned around to meet …

“Princess Stella! How are you doing?”

“Good, up until you ruined a perfect sunny day.” They hadn’t noticed, but the sky had become dark with clouds, the same clouds that had darkened the Princess’ amber eyes. “Don’t ever speak to Brandon like that ever again, or I’ll make sure you two are never allowed into any royal family in the Magic Dimension.”

“We were just fooling around …”

“Besides, no one cares about the plebs.”

“No one asked for your opinions.” She replied, and soon her face lit up with a smile! “Shnookums!”

“Hey, babe.” Brandon had reached them, oil stains and all, and Stella had almost flown into his arms, greeting him with a kiss on the lips. The faces of the two Specialists showed obvious disgust – Riven’s too, but they were used to him – and the Princess, while still kissing her love, snapped her fingers.

A flash of light and the two Specialists found themselves on the ground, hands over their eyes.

“What the fuck?!?!”

“I can’t see!!!”

“What? You thought I’d pretend I haven’t heard you talk shit about my Brandon? Learn some manners.” She took her fiancé’s hand and walked away.

“Stella …”

“What? I haven’t actually blinded them! A couple of minutes of agony and they’ll be fine …” She smiled an angelic smile. “I guess.”

Brandon couldn’t help but laugh, before he took her in his arms and kissed her again. “My Princess in her shining clothes!”

Stella giggled, and Riven, once again kneeling by his friend’s bike, snorted. “Oh, for fuck’s sake. Would you cut it?”

“Rude, much?” The Princess rolled her eyes.

“You look like you need a change of clothes.” Riven commented.

“Oh, I know, but Brandon is going to take them off in a minute or so.”

“BLONDIE!”

While Riven screamed in exasperation, Brandon stood there, grinning like an idiot in love.

[redhairedgirl95]

Missing Brella lately, do you have any headcannons or any paragraphs? 😞❤️

I decided to save this ask (and its answer) for Stella's birthday, so ... here it is! A little Brella for Stella's birthday <3 <3 <3

Almost

Set sometime during season 2

At the weekend, Alfea was almost always almost empty, because almost all the girls were out visiting their families, shopping in Magix, or in general enjoying their time away from school. It was rare that, during her long walks around the hallways, Inspector Griselda heard students' voices coming from their apartments. Especially that apartment, and that voice.

She stopped. Holding her clipboard, Alfea's Head of Discipline frowned and listened. She didn't exactly enjoy writing up the girls for their rule-breaking; it was her job, and they had no idea how many times she'd turned a blind eye and let them think they had fooled her. They could never. Griselda knew every inch of the school, and nothing could happen without her being aware of it. Especially that!

“Hey! Be gentle!”

The voice of a girl, a trouble-maker, a princess.

“I am being gentle! But you must stop moving!”

The voice of a boy. Of a boy! In an all-girls' school! Male visitors were certainly not encouraged, but neither were forbidden. And Griselda needed to have a good reason before she stormed into the room. She didn't want Faragonda to think she was overly dramatic, again. Truth be told, Griselda didn't really approve of the Headmistress' lax approach when it came to enforcing the rules.

“Brandon, you are hurting me!”

“It is supposed to hurt!”

Her fingers tightened around the clipboard. Was he hurting her? Was he hurting her on purpose? She felt her magic quiver at her fingertips, and she forced herself to count to ten before she intervened.

“No it isn’t!”

“I’m pretty sure it is.”

“I wish you did it like Flora. She’s so much better!”

... nine, ten. She let go of the clipboard and snapped her fingers. The door opened on the living room and Griselda stepped inside. She started talking even before she laid eyes on them.

"Princess Stella, you know these kinds of activities are forbidden on the school premises. And you ...! If you have armed a hair on her head, I'll make sure Professor Codatorta disciplines you properly!"

"Please do!" Stella begged her. "My hair hurts so bad!"

Brandon looked at the Professor, confused. They weren't doing anything forbidden.

It was only then that Griselda, so focused on the imagine her mind had built, actually saw them: the fairy was sitting on the floor and the specialist was sitting behind her on the sofa. They were both fully clothed (if wearing a top and a miniskirt - Stella - and a tight t-shirt and ripped jeans could be considered being fully clothed). He had her hair in his hands. He was braiding her hair.

"Do you think she is all right?" Brandon whispered.

"I think her brain has stopped working." Stella replied.

Griselda crossed her arms and tried to regain some semblance of authority, though her cheeks were red in embarrassment. "Well, it's almost dinnertime. Remember to be out of here by then."

"Sure." The specialist smiled.

"Bye, Griselda." The fairy waved.

The Inspector nodded and walked back outside. She picked up her clipboard from the floor and snapped her fingers to close the door.

"What was that?" Stella asked, as Brandon went back to braiding her long blonde hair.

He shrugged. "She probably thought we were having sex."

"Oh! We should do that!" The princess exclaimed.

"PRINCESS STELLA!" Griselda screamed from outside the room.

"Joking!!!!"

[redhairedgirl95]

I can imagine the girls are a frequent topic in red fountain what does the boys think when overhearing others talking about their girls

here's just a little something <3

Don't mess with the guys' girls

"Did you see that?"

"Bro, I wrote that!"

"You wrote the list?!?!?"

"Hell yeah. I opened the website!"

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"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?"

They all ran to his room, they had never heard him scream like that. Timmy was a pretty calm guy usually. He could get really scary when someone threatened those he loved, but he was generally quiet, slow to anger ... except for when Tecna was involved.

He was about to throw his beloved computer on the floor before Riven took hit from his hands and looked at the screen. He cursed, and then they all looked at it. Helia had to use his ropes to physically restrain Brandon and Riven. It was not that he was against violence, but they had to be smart about it, right?

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Three hours later, the five Specialists were leaving Headmaster Saladin's office. There were bruises all over their arms, a cut on Sky's cheek, Timmy's glasses were crooked, Riven's knuckles red, Brandon's hair messier than ever, and Helia's shirt ripped, but they were smiling.

After Timmy had taken down the website and infected the phones and computers of all the people who'd dared to leave comments about their girls, they had waited until after dinner and had beaten the hell out of those shitbags (technical term often used by Riven).

Of course Codatorta had found out. Of course he'd told Saladin. And of course he'd punished them - a week of detention? was that a real punishment? The other guys had been suspended and sent home for a MONTH. -, but the guys were all smiling.

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"I still can't believe Bloom was higher than me on the list."

"Stella ..." He couldn't believe they were still talking about that. They had been talking for over an hour and she kept bringing that up.

"I know, I know. It was just a stupid list made by stupid people."

"Exactly. And you're at the top of my every list."

"You make lists about me?"

"Of course! You've got the best smile, best hair, best body, best laugh, best ..."

"Awwww. And the best boyfriend."

[redhairedgirl95]

What was Anne and Lucas reaction to Stella and Brandon getting ambushed I also bet radius was LIVID

After the ambush

Set during EM2 chapter 10

Radius

"Your Majesty?"

"What is it, Helios?" The King was enjoying a nightcap on his balcony, looking at the gardens below. It was never cold in Solaria, the time always being a perfect temperature, and slightly hotter than normal in summer.

"My King, you should see this." Helios joined Radius on the balcony and showed him a video on his phone. A second later, the King's glass was shattered in his hand, wine spilled on his shirt.

"Draw a statement. Another aggression like that won't be tolerated. Call a servant to clean this mess, inform the Queen," He still called her Queen even though she was a Queen no longer. "I need to contact Stella."

"What about your hand, Your Majesty?"

Radius looked down at his palm. He hadn't even noticed that he was bleeding.

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Anne & Lucas

"I am going to kill them!"

Lucas, who was sleeping on the sofa, lying with his head in his wife's lap, woke up with a start. He blinked repeatedly and sat up, looking for the threat ahead, but there was no one in the living room with them, just the tv but on mute.

"Annie ... what's happening?"

"People are the worst!" She exclaimed, shoving her phone into his face. "Look! Look at how they're treating our son! And Stella!"

Lucas took her phone and looked at the video: Brandon and Stella were surrounded by paparazzi and so-called journalists, and he was trying his best to hide her from the flashes.

He was immediately awake. "We should call them." And he did, but no answer came. He called him again. And again.

"He's with Stella, probably." She suggested.

"Should we call her?"

"No. He'll call us back." Anne reasoned, though she was fuming. She stood up. "I'm making coffee."

[redhairedgirl95]

What’s Brandon lucas and Anne’s reaction to stellas baby pics like graces and glasses lol

Stella's baby pics

Her father had photos sprawled just about everywhere in the Palace, but she’d managed to hide the most horrendous ones early on, or she thought she had.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Eyes wide, heartbeat raced, and not because she’d just come back from her morning run with Brandon. He’d gone straight to his bedroom to take a shower, while she’d decided to stop by to say good morning to her dad before showering and joining him for breakfast. Turns out, he was already having breakfast. With Anne and Lucas. Brandon’s parents had arrived a couple of weeks before to help with the preparations for the wedding. Anne was in charge of Stella’s dress, together with Queen Luna, who occupied her old rooms at the Palace, but wouldn’t spend too much time with her ex-husband if she could help it. At least they were on the same planet, right?

“Good morning, darling.” Radius stood up to hug her, but Stella took a step back, feeling betrayed.

“I asked you to dispose of those.” She said, deadly serious.

“I wouldn’t dispose of your photos, Stella.” The King’s tone was kind, loving, but the Princess turned around and left the room without saying goodbye.

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“May I?”

“Go away!”

Anne decided that was an order she could ignore. Stella was about to become her daughter-in-law, and there were certain matters that needed to be solved, even though she refused to do so. Brandon’s mom opened the door and entered the Princess’ room.

“Oh, Stella!” Anne ran to her, who was sitting on the floor with her back to the bed. She was still in her jogging attire – shoes, sweatshirt, ponytail and all – and she was crying.

The Eraklyan knelt beside her and took her in her arms, holding her tight. “What is it, sweetheart?”

“I … I am sorry …”

“For what, Stella?”

“I … I look hideous. I … I didn’t want you to see me like that.”

Anne put her hands on Stella’s wet cheeks and met her teary eyes. “You would never look hideous, Stella.”

“With glasses AND braces?!” Anne was lying. She had to be lying. “I was the laugh of the school. Of every school I went to!” Until they finally removed her braces and she decided to stop wearing glasses. She didn’t care that she was failing almost every class because she couldn’t see properly. She didn’t care for school, she didn’t need school. She needed to be beautiful, the most beautiful, every second of every day.

So that was the problem. She knew by now that before Alfea, before her second first year at Alfea, Stella hadn’t had much luck with making friends. And all those years of being alone had affected her in ways that haunted her still, sometimes. “People are cruel.” She whispered. “But you were never hideous. You never will be. Never, Stella. Do you believe me?”

“No.” No, of course she said that. She was about to marry her son; Anne couldn’t tell her that she was the ugliest little girl she’d ever seen.

“And me? Don’t you believe me?” They hadn’t heard him enter, but Brandon was standing by the door. Stella looked up at him, eyes wide. She was certain she looked even more hideous than she did in those photos, with her messy ponytail and her face all red with tears. “Your dad has shown me the photos.”

“Of course he has!” She exclaimed and then her whole body was shaken by sobs. “Do you want this back?”

Brandon immediately crossed the room and knelt next to his mom. Quickly, he put a hand on hers, to stop Stella from taking off her engagement ring. “Never.”

Anne was almost as shocked as her son. “Why would you think that, Stella?” It couldn’t be that serious. Why would she call off the wedding because they had seen her old photos …?

“Why?” Why couldn’t they see that? She looked at both. “I was the ugliest kid ever and … and that means I can be that again. I … I still have glasses …” Though she didn’t wear them.

“Then you think us all liars.” It was Anne. Her tone was firm. Angry, almost.

“W-what?” It was her turn to be confused. “N-no. Of course not …”

“But you do. Stella, you are beautiful. You have always been beautiful. With braces and glasses too. and anyone who’s tried to convince you otherwise … they are the ugly ones. Their souls are ugly, and there is nothing more hideous than an ugly soul.”

“But I …”

“If what you’re about to say isn’t I am beautiful, then I don’t wanna hear it!” Anne threatened her and Stella finally smiled. And she cried some more when both mother and son drew her in for a hug.

“My beautiful bride to be. Inside and out.” Brandon added, kissing her cheek. “Who’s in desperate need of a shower!”

“BRANDON!” Anne and Stella said at the same time and a second later all three were laughing.

Lucas and Radius, who were standing just outside the door, smiled.

[redhairedgirl95]

Loved the last chapter! I'd love to know more content about the interview questions that weren't posted!

THANK U ANON! Here's what happened right after the interview <3

Words of love

sometime during season 3, after Radius is cursed

linked to Birthday surprise(s) - Chapter 8 of All that glitters is not gold

Two young people, walking hand-in-hand through luxurious gardens, with sunflowers blooming all around them. He stopped and moved to stand in front of her. He was tall, taller than her, especially with that heavy golden crown on his head.

She zoomed the video and saw a little smile on the girl’s lips. She couldn’t remember the last time she had seen her smile like that. Not at him.

The King took the Queen’s hands and kissed them reverently, then she said something. Something funny, because he started laughing.

His laugh was never subtle. The whole castle heard it whenever he roared in happiness, though she couldn’t remember the last time he had laughed like that in her presence.

The video continued with the interview. She knew every word by heart, she could recite them and never miss a word, or a pause, or a chuckle. She had seen it time and again. Especially in the last few years. Whenever she felt the need to revisit a feeling, to remind herself that once joy exceeded pain in her family, she turned to that specific video. Particularly to the parts that shouldn’t have aired. To the unauthorized footage. The scenes from before and after the interview, when the King and Queen were alone, and themselves.

Don’t go.

You know I have to.

You don’t have to.

A conversation she had heard hundreds of times: her asking him not to go, begging him to stay; him insisting he had to.

Luna … I’ll be back before you know it.

That’s a lie.

She couldn’t hear their words. Nobody could, yet she did hear them. In her heart. In the memory of countless other occasions like that one.

I’ll come back to you. To you both.

The King knelt. He wasn’t wearing his crown anymore. Nor was the Queen. He knelt in front of her, circled her waist with his strong arms, and kissed his wife’s small bump, before resting his head on her belly. Her pale hands stroked his hair. White on red. Like a solitary cloud in a summer sunset.

“We love you.”

“I love you, moonlight. Always.”

Those two sentences broke her, like they always did. She stopped the video and looked at them, at her parents: together, younger, happier, unaware of what the future would bring, of how unkind it would be to them, to their little family.

She cherished that video, everyday she thanked the snoopy camera crew for disobeying her father’s orders and recording that private moment, forever engraved in her aching heart.

Her parents loved each other once. Arranged marriage or not, they had come to love one another. She had come from an act of love. In nights like that, when depression struck and her own feelings threatened to tear her heart apart, when she couldn’t find comfort in loving arms, she looked for it in those images. And she always found it.

There was love between her mom and dad. There had been, at least. Though now they couldn’t so much as greet one another without it ending into a fight, Stella knew she would always have the memories: hers, flashes of her playing with them on the beach; theirs, from their own stories; old articles, photos, videos, and that interview especially. Because she never had to imagine how the conversation had ended, because that last exchange had been recorded as it was. Filled with words of love.

[redhairedgirl95]

I wonder how Brandon reacted when Stella told him about her love-hate relationship with you. Any sneak peek? 👀

Little sneak peek of an upcoming flashback!

“You think I’m crazy. I knew it. The crazy rich princess who doesn’t appreciate what she has and makes up problems to be in the spotlight.”

“Stella.”

“What? It’s true.”

“No, it isn’t.”

“How do you know?” She blurted out. “How do you know I’m not just doing it all for attention?”

“I know. Because I know you. And because it makes no sense. You wouldn’t go through something like that for attention.” He grabbed her hands and drew her to him. “And I am here for you. Whenever you need me.”

“So, like when I have a manic episode and empty the whole fridge like a loser, just to puke it all like an ever worse loser?” She avoided his gaze. She was so ashamed that he’d caught her like that ...

“I said whenever, Stella. And I mean it. I wanna be there for you. Always.”

[redhairedgirl95]

I need Lucas and Anne and Brandon’s reactions to these photos of Stella round the palace

A little sneak peek of something that will come up later in the chapters <3

“Why are there so many pictures of you around the Palace?”

“Why not?”

“I mean … I saw some in the corridors, in the music room, in your dad’s studio, in the ballroom, in the dining room …”

“Brandon, I don’t understand the issue here. You too have pictures in your house.”

“Yes, but …”

“But what? The Palace is my house. So there are pictures of me. Yeah, dad might be a little over the top with putting pictures in almost every room, but … he says he likes to see me wherever he goes. Does it make sense?”

“It does.”

[redhairedgirl95]

can you do a different pov of any scene (for the ask game you reblogged)

Darcy's pov - from EM1 chapter 3

She almost couldn’t believe it had worked so smoothly. How could one be so stupid? Icy had written the note and, once Stormy had entrusted the message with the winds and blown it through the Princess’ window, all they had had to do was wait. In the meantime, Darcy had built up an illusion to make the old battered house look like the stylish Black Lagoon, the perfect date for the first date of the two royal lovebirds.

Twenty minutes after the set time, wearing a long blue dress and new heels, the Princess of the Sun crossed the door of the restaurant only to knocked out by Darcy’s spell.

“Idiot.” She commented, dropping the illusion and returning the shack to its original appearance.

“Stormy, get the Ring.” Icy ordered, while she and Darcy stood by one another, waiting, eager to get their hands on the Scepter, the magical artifact that would finally grant them the power of the Dragon Flame.

“There’s no ring here. The bitch must’ve left it at Alfea.” Stormy replied, pissed, and kicked the unconscious Princess in the guts. Pity that she was unconscious, she would’ve loved to see her suffer.

“Not a total idiot, then.” Darcy smiled.

“Let’s get started, sisters.” Icy ordered. “I want that ring.”

They grabbed the fairy and sat her in front of a wall, then Icy trapped her wrists into two ice blocks, and Stormy summoned lightning at the tip of her fingers, ready to shock the Princess – and wake her up in the process, of course.

“Wait!”

“What, Darcy?” Icy asked, and Stormy looked at her like she was crazy.

The Witch of Illusions crouched in front of the Princess and took off her shoes. “These are mine. They are new collection!”

[redhairedgirl95]

Could you write a prompt about Stella and Brandon talking after the mess with Mitzi? Maybe giving us your own take about what happened there

Three words

Set after season 4 episode 13

“I miss you.”

Three words. The only ones they had directed at each other since they had sat down at the restaurant. Well, he at Stella, at least. Yes, they’d given the waiter their respective orders, but that didn’t count, especially because the little they’d eaten they had done so while avoiding the other’s gaze. Stella was doing most of the avoiding, while Brandon actively tried to meet her eyes.

“Should we have dessert? I’m not that hungry.” She replied instead, taking back the menu and practically hiding behind it.

Brandon sighed. He had thought that after their latest fight with the wizards things would be easier between them. He was wrong.

“Whatever you want, Stel. I know they make that ice cream you like …”

“I guess I’ll have a coffee to go. Tomorrow I’ve gotta get up early for work.” She closed the menu and opened her bag to look for her purse.

That bad, eh? Stella hated getting up early, especially for work.

“Okay.” He called the waiter and ordered two coffees to go, together with the bill. “I’ve got it, don’t worry.” Brandon left some money on the table and got up, taking his jacket.

“Thanks.” She got up too and closed her purse back again.

The waiter reached them and handed them their cups, then said goodbye with a smile. He looked pretty cute, not that Stella cared. Lately she never even saw guys. That little game she and Brandon played with them counting how many people flirted with them? Forgotten. Stupid game. Maybe it was because of it that Brandon had felt entitled to kiss Mitzi. Still, he kept repeating he hadn’t. Yeah, liar.

“Are you cold?”

“No.”

“Is the coffee good?”

“Yes.” She hadn’t touched it yet.

“Did you finish painting the apartment?”

“Yes.”

He asked her simple questions, hoping that she’d offer something more than her yeses and noes, but she wouldn’t, so he stopped walking, and she noticed only after four or five steps. Then she stopped too. Good. That was good, right?

“Are we done?”

Three words, once again voiced by Brandon, who had thrown his coffee in the nearest bin and was clutching his jacket in both hands.

Stella turned around and looked at him.

“You’re gonna ruin that.”

“I don’t care.” He replied, taking a couple of steps to get closer to her.

“I should go.” She said, still avoiding his gaze.

“Please, Stella.” He offered her his hand, which she didn’t take. “Why did you come if you can’t even look at me?”

“I don’t know.” Only then she looked at him, really looked at him. It was a mistake, now he could see her watery eyes.

Brandon’s eyes grew bigger and, with another step, he had her in his arms, as she started sobbing in his chest. Stella's cup fell on the ground, Brandon's jacket too, but neither stopped to retrieve them.

“Please, don’t cry.” He whispered in her hair, holding her close. He had missed her body, her scent, the feeling of her in his arms, but not her tears. He hated seeing her cry.

“Do you hate me?”

“Hate you?” He looked down at her. “Do you hate me?”

It took her a couple of seconds to answer. “I thought I did.” She replied, sincere. “But I don’t. I … I came here cause I wanted to hear your version. I … I only know Mitzi’s.”

“Mitzi talked to you?”

Stella nodded, wiping away the tears with a napkin she had conjured from the nothing. “She came by the shop the other day with her friends. She was saying how good of a kisser you are …” She wasn’t talking directly to Stella, but she was sure she’d done it on purpose, she knew she was listening.

“I never kissed her. I swear it.” He gently took her face in his hands. “She kissed me. She put her number in my phone. She made sure to always be wherever I was. I never asked her to. I never wanted her to. I promise, Stella. I don’t care for her.”

“But … that kiss … it seemed that …”

“I was too stunned to react immediately. But I didn’t kiss her back. I promise. I swear. You’re the only one, Stella. You’ve always been.”

Stella looked at him, at his beautiful big brown eyes she had never seen that sorry, that sad and scared. And it was all her fault. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him like her life depended on it. Maybe it did. She kissed him and kissed him, until she needed to come up for air.

Brandon was breathless too, his cheeks red, his eyes hopeful.

“I am sorry.” She said. “It’s like you said. I … I jump to conclusions. I saw her in your arms, and I lost it. I thought you didn’t like me anymore.”

“That’s right. I don’t like you.” He interrupted her, and Stella’s eyes filled with fear and sorrow.

“But …” She asked, with trembling lips.

Brandon took her hands in his. “I don’t like you, Stella. I love you.”

All it took for Stella’s demeanor to change from fearful to hopeful to utterly joyful were those three words. She kissed him again, smiling. “I hate you!” She exclaimed, while the contrary was written all over her face.

“Do you really?” Brandon beamed, holding her close.

“No, not really.” Stella stroked his cheeks with her hands. “I love you.”

[redhairedgirl95]

Dzulia writes things

For those who asked ... all my fics and everything Winx is at this link, which is also pinned on my page

Enjoy! <3

[redhairedgirl95]

Brandon seeing Stella gaining her enchantix, and his opinion of it

Brandon comments on Stella's Enchantix

Set at the end of season 3 episode 8.

Quotes in italics are from the episode

“Stella! STELLA, COME BACK!”

But she didn’t listen to him, she probably couldn’t even hear him as she was dashing towards a raging dragon, which was ready to burn her father alive. And her too. Phantoblade out, Brandon was about to jump off the ship when he saw the dragon’s mouth open and breathe fire at the princess, but Musa and Aisha held him off and he had to watch as Stella used all her energies to save her father’s life, losing hers.

“NO! NO! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!” He screamed and managed to shake off the fairies’ hands, but then the brightest life he’d ever seen almost blinded him and everyone else who was standing in Eraklyon’s Palace’s court. For a couple of seconds, no one could see anything, and, when sight was restored, there was a fairy-like figure standing mid-air. Someone with long blonde hair, an orange matching set, and wings so big they could support her weight just by staying open and relying on the currents.

“Stella saved her father and she got her Enchantix power.” Bloom said, looking at her best friend.

“Her sacrifice is what brought it about. That’s exactly how it happened with me.” Aisha added, standing next to Bloom.

So that was the Enchantix form. The form a fairy assumed after she’d made the ultimate sacrifice. Stella had been willing to give her own life to save her father, a father who didn’t recognize her anymore, one who had ordered his guards to chase her and even kill her. But her father still.

Brandon watched as the princess hugged the king, merely seconds before she had to fly right into the Owl, crashing into his arms. Brandon held her as she cried, as she allowed herself to be fragile and scared, while she unconsciously returned to her human form, still crying in his arms. Riven and Timmy could fly the Owl without him. He needed to be there for his princess.

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She had fallen asleep during the flight back home. Brandon had covered her with his suit jacket, gently caressing her long blonde hair.

“Brandon?”

“Rise and shine, gorgeous.” He smiled, leaning down to kiss her lips.

“Don’t I always shine?” Stella replied, with a smirk.

“Behave, princess. Or I won’t tell you how hot you looked in your new transformation.”

Stella sat up, smiling at him. “I definitely need to transform in front of a mirror. I wanna see all the details.”

“Let me say I had never seen wings like yours. They are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“More beautiful than me?” Her eyes grew bigger and she sounded outraged.

“Stella! They ARE a part of YOU!”

Everyone on the Owl laughed, and for a moment they could forget about the pieces of their hearts they had been forced to leave on Eraklyon.

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Stella and Brandon Cuddling?

Solarian news

Set sometime in the future: Stella and Brandon are married and are ruling Solaria. Radius has abdicated in favor of his daughter, he and Luna are not together but on much better terms than before

“We can’t keep doing this.”

“Why not?”

He took a lock of her short hair between his index and thumb. “For one, I like you better as a blonde.”

“That can be arranged.” A moment later, her hair grew until below her waist and turned into something that could only be described as the color of the sun.

“Second, I don’t dig the whole mysterious girl thing.”

“You don’t?” She took off her sunglasses. “Better?”

“Third …”

“Brandon, this list is getting really long and I only have ten minutes before the show. Could we continue this later?”

“Third …” he repeated, with a smirk on his face. “I know you like the attention and this … this anonymity doesn’t suit you.”

“What? I love anonymity! Nobody knowing I’m behind the collection, Miss Sunshine getting all the recognition … okay, I hate it.”

“See?” He chuckled, kissing her neck.

“Okay, okay. Tomorrow I’ll tell the world Queen Stella of Solaria is behind Miss Sunshine’s façade. Happy?”

“Not yet.” He whispered, closing the distance between their lips.

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History repeats itself: another royal crisis in Solaria!

Is the former squire soon to become former king consort? Maybe we shouldn’t have been so quick at welcoming a foreigner in our ranks. It’s no news that King Brandon enjoys attending mundane events while our beloved Queen deals with state matters, and has been photographed many a time by us (and lesser magazines) attending mysterious Miss Sunshine’s runway shows. Always alone. The Queen was never in sight. Of course she wasn’t. Her husband wouldn’t want her to find him lip locked with the successful designer (see photo 3). Queen Stella has yet to comment on the news. In the meantime, Miss Sunshine’s show is still happening tonight and the Eraklyan’s presence has been confirmed. Do they have no shame? The proud Solarians want answers and we will get them for you. Remember to subscribe to the Dawn for firsthand news on your favorite VIPs.

“Aaaand we’re a day late with the reveal.” The stack of morning papers had just come in, and they all had the same cover photo: Brandon supposedly cheating on Stella with the brunette designer.

“You bet. The group chat’s been buzzing since this morning. Apparently Helia wakes up at dawn to meditate.”

“Of course he does.” Brandon held her in his arms as they had breakfast in bed. Well, she did. Brandon kept nipping at her neck.

“Honey, I have a council meeting in an hour …” She complained, in voice that was not at all complaining.

“They can wait. We’re not separating, right?”

“Like hell we are!” She exclaimed. At a snap of her fingers, their breakfast disappeared and she turned in his arms to properly kiss him.

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They tricked us!

With last night’s show, Miss Sunshine is back on top. In the end, King Brandon’s PDA was justified, seeing that the famous designer is and had always been … his wife! That’s right, there’s Queen Stella behind all your favorite clothes. Click on the link in bio to watch last night’s big reveal, with Miss Sunshine turning herself into our Guardian Fairy, her iconic kiss with our favorite foreigner, the Queen Regent’s speech, King Radius’s teary eyes, and more! We wish the young royal couple a long and happy life together and stay tuned for more news on the hottest duo in the land of the Sun!

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Could you write something about Brandon defending Stella? In a battle, a conversation, from a bully whatever sparks your interest ✨

Brandon defends Stella

“One last shop and then we can go home, I promise.”

Brandon, who was already carrying seven bags, didn’t believe her one bit, but he didn’t complain. Stella’s usual smile was always brighter when she was shopping. Their friends had homework to finish or maybe – probably – had decided they didn’t want to spend their Saturday afternoon at the mall; so, it was just him and Stella and all the other people who were strolling around the crowded shops.

They were standing on the escalator, going up. Stella was a step below him, looking up at Brandon. “I can miniaturize them, you know?”

“Why didn’t you say that before?!”

Stella chuckled and pointed a finger to the bags, which instantly became so small that he could fit them in his jeans’ pockets. Which he did. Immediately.

“I was wondering how they’d fit on my bike …”

He took a step forward to leave the escalator, and Stella did the same a moment later. It was then that he heard them.

“… send it to all my contacts!”

“Are you crazy? We can make so much money off of this!”

“Yeah! We can sell it to M!News … we are gonna be rich!”

“And all thanks to a princess’ pussy!”

Stella hadn’t noticed as she was already headed to another boutique, but Brandon had heard the two guys talking and had managed to figure out what had just happened.

As soon as they stepped down from the escalator, he grabbed them both by the collar and pushed them to the wall.

“What the fuck, man!”

“Ouch!”

“Brandon!” Stella, like all the people on their floor, was shocked by his behavior. What…

“Delete it. Now.” Brandon ordered, keeping the two guys to the wall.

“What are you talking about?” The one holding the phone asked.

“The picture. Delete it. Now.” He was so angry he wouldn’t be surprised if smoke started coming out of his ears.

“We didn’t take any picture …” But Brandon had already been patient enough. He released his grip on the guys’ clothes and grabbed both their phones. He handed them to Stella, who was standing by him, confused.

“Burn them.”

Stella took them and put them on the floor, ready to hit them with one of her sunbeams.

“Hey! You can’t do that! Those are our phones!”

“Yeah! It’s not our fault if she goes around dressed like a slut!”

To that, Brandon grabbed him by the neck and threw a punch that hit the wall, just next to his ear. “Speak again and the next will be in your face. Am I being clear?” He turned to the other guy, who was still standing in front of the wall, nodding and shaking.

“Good. Stella, do your thing.”

“As you wish.” She smiled and sent a sunbeam to the phones on the floor, which melted in a matter of seconds.

Brandon turned around to make sure they were unusable and then released the guys. “Do it again and I won’t be this generous.” He said, as the boys scrambled to get away and take the escalator down.

Brandon was still standing in front of the wall, trying to calm himself down. Stella came closer and hugged him from behind, resting her cheek on his back. “My knight in a shining armor.”

To that, he was able to smile and to turn around to hug her back. “Are you all right?”

“I am. You?”

“Yeah. My hand hurts pretty bad, though.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t go around punching walls.” She suggested, looking up at him with a smile.

He smiled at her and leaned down to kiss her on the lips. “Maybe I shouldn’t.”

“Thank you.” She said, and then she sighed. “I guess I should wear longer skirts …”

“You can wear whatever you want, Stel.” He took her cheeks in his hands, stroking them gently. “It’s not your fault the world’s full of assholes.”

“And you’ll protect me?”

“Always, sunshine.”

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Brandon x Stella comforting her after a bad day :)

Brandon comforts Stella after a bad day

Set after season 3 episode 4

“Is there room for me too?”

Stella turned around and saw him standing on the roof not far from her. She hadn’t heard him arrive. “How …?”

“Tecna told me you’d be here.” He explained, walking towards her like they were on the ground, like one single misstep wouldn’t be fatal for him. Brandon reached her and sat down next to her.

Stella immediately took off her glasses and tried to make sense of her messy hair. She had already taken off her make-up. She was certain she was hideous. She started clapping on her own cheeks to try and give herself a more respectable look. A less ugly one.

“Stop, you’re gonna hurt yourself.” Brandon gently took her wrists and made her lower her hands.

“Don’t look at me!”

“Why?” Sometimes he found it hard to understand her.

“Just … don’t.” As soon as he let go of her arms, she brought her hands to hide her face behind her palms.

He caressed her long blond hair and kissed the top of her head. “You know you’re beautiful, right?”

“I am not.” She replied.

“You are.” Again, he took her wrists and this time she looked at him, with her big amber eyes full of sadness. “You are the most beautiful girl in all of Magix.”

“And you need glasses more than I do.”

He chuckled and took said glasses, delicately placing them on her nose. “Now you’re also the cutest girl in the Magic Dimension.” Brandon kissed the tip of her nose and that finally made her smile.

And for a while they just sat together, Brandon’s arm around her shoulders, as they looked up at the night sky.

“Will you tell me what it is?” He asked, kissing her cheek.

She didn’t want to say. She hadn’t told anything to the girls, not even to Bloom, but that was Brandon, and they’d promised to share everything after that whole switch disaster two years prior. “Nova called today.” She sighed.

Nova. Her friend from Solaria, the one that knew anything and everything about anyone and everyone in Stella’s home planet.

“And?”

“She says … she says Cassandra now sleeps in my mother’s quarters. And Chimera has taken my room.” She tried to keep her voice steady, but she couldn’t. Not when her eyes betrayed her again, and she started crying again. The difference was that now she wasn’t alone with her thoughts. “And I can’t reach my mom. My calls don’t go through. My dad thinks I’m a criminal, and … and …”

“Shhh.” Brandon took her in his arms and Stella buried her face in his t-shirt. “Let it out.” He whispered. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

Stella cried and cried, until there were no tears left in her body, until her body stopped trembling, until she could look up at him again. And Brandon looked at her, with eyes full of love.

“We’ll fix this.” He promised. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. We’ll fix this.” He repeated, and Stella hugged him tight.

They stayed like that for hours, huddled in each other’s embrace. In the end, Stella had managed to fall asleep, and Brandon had taken her glasses. He had stayed awake, watching over her, until the sun came back up into the sky and a new day began.

They would fix that. Valtor would be stopped. Stella would have her father back. Her realm. Her room. Her everything. He would make sure of that. He didn’t want to see his little ray of sunshine be dimmed again. Never again.

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Since you posted Stella taking care of sick Brandon, can we also have Brandon taking care of a sick Stella?

Brandon takes care of a sick Stella

Set after season 2 episode 6

That second trip to Downland had really taken its toll on her. She felt tired, weak, and sick too. And she hated it. She was never sick, not for long anyway. Her fairy magic helped her heal faster and made her immune to most common illnesses, which made the current one the worst she’d ever experienced. And she complained. A lot. To anyone. Well, not exactly to anyone.

Brandon spent time with her whenever he could. As soon as he finished his classes, he got on his wind rider and reached Alfea. For him, Stella put on her best smile and tried to keep her complaining to a minimum – which was still a lot. There was not much they could do to help her feel better: clinically, she was fine. Ofelia had checked her multiple times. Still, Stella’s usually tan skin was pale, her hair not as shiny, and she was always resting. It was the darkness, the time spent underground. She would recover, but they didn’t know how long it would take. If only she’d agreed to go back to Solaria for a couple of days … but Stella’s no had been final. The Second Sun would have restored her health in a jiffy, but that meant telling her father. And her mother. Spending time with them. Both of them. Together. She couldn’t bear it.

“Are you enjoying yourself, sunshine?”

“You should have told me you’re sooo good at foot massages …” She sighed in delight. She was lying on a towel, while Brandon sat at her feet, currently massaging her right foot. If that wasn’t heaven, she didn’t know what was …

“I couldn’t. I had to make sure you loved me for me and not for my expertise.” He joked.

“But I love you for you and for all your expertise!” She chuckled. It was the third time that week that they sunbathed together on the shore of Lake Roccaluce, with Amore picking flowers nearby.

“Do you feel better?” He asked, as he started massaging her left foot. She looked better, or at least not as pale as the day before.

“Yes. I have the best doctor.”

He smirked and lay on his side next to her, playfully hooking one of the straps of her bikini bra with a finger. “Wanna play doctor?” He whispered.

“Brandon!” Her cheeks turned hot and flushed. “Amore was just here.” She said, trying to keep her voice low.

“I don’t see her.” And he lowered himself to her to kiss her beautiful lips. Stella didn’t complain at all. As for Amore, she’d felt Brandon’s intentions and had made herself scarce a couple of minutes before.