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A Fated Tale (I)

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Fate: The Winx Saga x Male Reader

I did a thing and didn’t know where to put it and everything I see on here is Sky x male reader which I am not opposed to but I wanted to have an older reader (Arthur) that was a mentor to the girls and close with the older generation and possibly throw down with Luna. It blends lore from both shows. Also this started because I was mad that Professor Palladium wasn’t in Fate because in my personal headcannon Palladium is a beautiful NB beaing and deserves more love hence my OCs name but we’ll get into that later.

This is a developing story so be patient please and let me know what you think and send me request. If I don’t know the material or I’m uncomfortable I’ll let you know. 

OC: Arthur Avalon Malacoy-Palladium

Arthur and Dane walk through a mirror into the blue office. "Do not piss off Silva. I will never hear the end of it. Do not tell me you won't. You may look like your father, but your mother and I's blood is in your veins. On that note, I know making friends comes easy to us but don't get friendly until the end of the semester." Arthur had been running his mouth since this morning and throughout the mirror trip.

"I understand Uncle Art. Except for the part about not getting friendly."

Arthur looks at his nephew, cupping his chin and letting his painted blue thumb run across Dane's cheekbone. "Never lose your innocence, my sweet summer child." Arthur looks at the clock in his office and walks to the door opening it for Dane. "I am late for a meeting. So, everything you need is in your bag, and the rest of your luggage is already in your room. Everyone should still be in the Front Yard if you want to do the whole "First Day" thing." Dane walks out of the door, Arthur closing it behind him, both in the hallway. Arthur quickly hugs Dane and walks away, opposite Dane. "I love you; goodbye."

Arthur walks into the Headmistress's Office. Farah sits at her desk with Bloom across from her. "Nice of you to join us, Professor Palladium." Headmistress Dowling speaks as the redheaded child looks back at him.

"Ah, and you must be Bloom. Nice to meet you." They shake hands. "Potionologist turned guidance counselor and whatever else they need someone to teach. I'm Professor Arthur Avalon Malacoy-Palladium. Just call me Professor Palladium."

"Excuse the professor, Bloom. He tends to ramble on occasion." Dowling continues asking Bloom. "Has Alfea lived up to your expectations?"

"Just kinda bummed I didn't see a single pair of wings."

Arthur decides to comment. "We had wings, but transformation magic was lost as we and our magics evolved. Some are lucky enough to have a glowing hue around them if they concentrate."

Bloom nods her head and looks at the older fairies. "So, when do we… I start?"

"Classes begin tomorrow. You'll start with the basics. Learn to use your magic slowly but safely."

"When you say slowly-"

Arthur interrupts. "She means it. Magic can be dangerous. Our curriculum is designed to focus on magic's physical and mental parts. Trust the process."

Farah leans in towards Bloom. "Alfea's graduates have ruled realms and led armies. They've forged powerful relics and rediscovered long-lost magic. They shape the Otherworld. If you succeed here, you will too."

"Well, this place, the Otherworld, uh… Alfea, it seems amazing. It… This isn't my home. I don't need to rule a realm or lead an army… I'm here because you promised you'd teach me control."

"Speaking from experience, if you allow it, Alfea can be your home away from home. This place is filled with magic, literally and figuratively." Arthur tells the first-year student.

The next day came, and Arthur taught his morning classes. He walked into his office searching for a file he needed for one of his afternoon appointments with the second-year students when he felt it. "Burned Ones."

He alerted Saul, Farah, and Ben, and they all went to investigate. "It's fresh."

"Maybe a wolf?"

"Or a bear. Could have gone out to protect his herd, got surprised." Dowling and Silva continue to guess what happened to the man that lies before them. His body burned and bloodied. Ben collects a sample from the body, examining it. "This is char residue."

Palladium roughly exhales. "Ben, you cannot be serious. It's been what, two decades since the last sighting?"

"Sixteen years." Dowling corrects Arthur, and she continues. "Rosalind was relentless."

"It could've been hiding in the mountains..."

"She killed all the Burned Ones." Farah speaks sternly, almost as if she was forcing herself to believe her own words.

"We thought she did." Arthur and Saul look at Farah.

"Ben, what we think is irrelevant. The Barrier's doing its job. But until we know something for sure, let's clean this up before gossip starts." Farah starts walking away when Arthur catches her wrist. "If it happens, we know what we must do, correct?" Saul, Arthur, and Farah look at each other in agreeance.

In his office, Arthur sits relaxed. Stella stretches out on the couch, trying to get a selfie showcasing her outfit. "Have you tried anything besides that little sparkle this week? Any illusions or Sun Shields?"

Stella puts her phone down and snaps her mini-star away. "How do you know I'm not casting an illusion right now?" Palladium shrugs his shoulders.

"The real question is am I casting an illusion?" Palladium disappears, and the walls turn white, the light filling the room. Stella pulls her head from the crystal ball, gasping for air. "Fifty minutes and twenty-nine seconds, eighty-two percent non-verbal, but it's progress." Palladium hands Stella a glass of water and a yellow vial. "Drink." Stella drinks the vial and chases it with the water. She starts gagging and reaching for the wastebasket. "What was that?" Stella asks, consuming more of the water.

"Darling, you were supposed to mix it."

"You said, "drink!" Where do you hear anything about mixing in that one word?" Stella fussed, catching her breath. Sitting on his desk, Arthur uses his magic to move the pen as it tracks Stella's progress. Stella sits up in the chair. "Not to worry, the worst thing it can do is give you split ends. But you should be able to take care of that with a little Sun Slice." Arthur holds out his hand. A cabinet opens, and another larger vial with what seems to be dirt floats across the room into his palm. "Two parts dust, one part water. It'll help with those sunspots too. Now go. I need to get ready for a meeting." Stella gets up and takes the jar heading for the door. Arthur watches her. "Thank you, Professor Palladium."

"Thanks, Professor Palladium!" Stella mocks, walking out of the door.

It was late at night; he was falling asleep at his desk. Arthur pulled some herbs from the cabinet, put them in a cup, and removed the kettle from the fireplace, telekinetically pouring the boiling water into the same cup. Arthur takes a sip. The nutrients from the herbs energize his body awake, and he gets the feeling again. While walking down the hallway, Palladium runs into Musa, Aisha, and Terra. The girls explain what's going on, and the professor withholds that he sensed a Burned One from them. Arriving at the gateway, hearing the roars of the beast. "Once Bloom comes out, get back to Alfea."

Palladium enters the gateway spotting Bloom running toward him. She slows down, but before she can open her mouth. "Go!" Palladium points in the door's direction, and it bursts open, Bloom running out. The creature jumps in front of Palladium. Golden orbs form in Palladium's hands, and he fires. The Burned One stumbles back and roars. Palladium forms a shield on his forearm, covering the length of his body; he charges another orb as the Burned One bangs on the shield. Arthur pushes the beast across the room and releases the ball of light. The head of the Burned One is encased by the golden orb as it stumbles and falls back, letting out one last growl.

The following day came. Arthur sits on his desk with Farah seated at an angle across from him, and Saul leans on a pillar in the center of the room. Arthur recounted the events of last night. "Why did you not chain it up and bring it to the dungeons?" Farah asked.

"He should have killed it when he had the chance," Saul added.

"I couldn't allow it to enter the Barrier, Faragonda. If it were to awaken and attack while we slept, Luna would close everything down faster than she can say her name." Arthur informed his colleagues. "Did it break your skin?"

"No. I had Ben start making oil from the Zanbaq flowers in the greenhouse. I've dosed it with the remainder of what We had in Nikolia's old office."

"Arthur…" Faragonda was quickly interrupted. "We need to know if this is an isolated incident or something more. If something is attacking Solaria, we have to tell Luna as much as I would rather us take care of it ourselves."

Saul and Arthur understood each other. Farah was nervous, and Arthur could sense it without needing magic. "What's on your mind, Farah?"

"I found a changeling in the First World." Arthur gasped.

Saul stops Arthur before he can speak. "I've not heard of one of those in centuries. Are you sure, Farah?"

"Yes. She was left 16 years ago, right around when the last Burned One was spotted." Saul sighed and looked to the counselor. "Do you genuinely think this could be connected?"

"Rosalind hid a lot from us, so I'm not taking it out of the realm of possibilities. But I will say this, Alfea is different now that Red Fountain and Malacoy have merged. Though I am the only one qualified to attend Malacoy, of both faculty and students-"

Saul cuts off Arthur. "What about your nephew?"

"His mother and I decided that he needs to focus on his weapons skills first; then, if he displays any magical abilities, go from there. That's why I sent him to you." Saul nods.

"Arthur, do you mind taking on another class? Magic Theory with the first years." Farah stands up.

"No, I don't mind, but what about-"

"Ben and I will have to suffice. I need you there. Do what you've been doing with Stella, but in a group setting." Farah turns and walks next to Saul.

She was speaking now as the headmistress rather than as their friend. "I want you to kick up the Specialist's training a few notches. We may have to start blended training, and I want both sides to be ready if or when the time comes." Saul looks at Arthur after nodding to their headmistress. "I know both of you feel the shift. Unfortunately, the scales are slowly tipping towards chaos, and for now, all we can do is prepare for the worst and hope for the best." Farah walks out of the office, leaving the Specialist and Paladin alone.

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Saul Silva A-Z Kink List

Saul Silva A-Z Kink List

Fandom: Fate: Winx Saga.

Smut #18+

A request from anon, hope it's what you had in mind 😘

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He always makes sure you're okay after sex, that he wasn't too rough. He'll pull you close whispering sweet nothings about how he loves you.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

It's hard to decide his favourite body part after all every part of him is in pique physical condition but he likes the way your eyes watch his hands when he handles a sword or the way they stray to his thick thighs constantly, even more so when he has his thigh holster on.

For you it's your overall softness. You're fit but not all sharp edges, he likes your pliant body but if forced to choose I'd be your ass. As the saying goes, I hate to see you go but love to watch you leave.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He doesn't have a preference, he'll shove his cock down your throat till he spills watching and groaning at the way your throat bulges as you try to swallow so non leaks out but he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the way you catch any overspill with your fingers before sucking them clean..

He loves filling you with his cum and watching as it drips out from your pulsing cunt before dropping to his knees and cleaning you up with his tongue.

Or painting your ass with it, white streaks spread across your cheeks marking you as his.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

More than once a student has been literal inches away from seeing you fucking. There have been times where he has you on your knees beneath his desk in his study only for a student to pop wanting to discuss something and damn if that doesn't make him hard. Oh he'll tell you off for being a slut and the fact you did everything you could to make him cum and the rather obscene noises you made being a bit too loud.

It's worse when Farrah is the one who has popped in, word to the wise don't shove your cock down someone's throat and think depraved thoughts about them when a fairy who can read minds is in the room.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Very experienced, as a student he took training very seriously but lived by the motto work hard play harder. There is also the fact they were at war with the burned ones and never knew if today would be their last. A diligent student in all respects so you know he attacked learning to please a woman with the same ferocity as learning a new weapon.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Hands down knees up for a quickie. He loves curling his hand around your hips as he fucks you watching your ass shake from the ferocity and the way your arms shake as they struggle to hold yourself up.

But for more intimate sex definitely any position that allows him to stare into your eyes and greedily drink in the pleasure on your face.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

By majority he's rather serious in sex, all intense and long stares but when he's drunk he's a lot more freer with his expressions. more smiles and laughter. It's all very sweet when that happens.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's nice and neat down there but does nothing special beyond that.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

It depends on his mood but to you the thing that is most romantic, most intimate is that he is always aware of you, every act is done with you in mind and sometimes he does it almost unconsciously which makes it all the more romantic.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

If he’s on a long patrol or you’re called away for a while then he will masturbate but he typically has no need to as you’re there ready and eager to take care off all his needs.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Spanking - he loves the way your ass jiggles when his hand connects with it and the way it turns a delicious shade of red.

Wall fucking - he knows you get off on how strong he is and gods if you don't fit just right in his arms. He pushes you against the wall, kissing, hands roaming each other's bodies. Your head tilts back as he nibbles at your neck and runs his hand up your thigh before telling you to jump. He’ll hold you in place, knowing that you're completely reliant on him.

Breeding - as Headmaster he's had countless children turned young men and women walk through his halls, and had a hand in shaping them. So, it is only natural to want to do that for children of his own, especially when he sees how good you are with children. It only escalates from their a stray thought of you tow having kids together sometime in the future to what you’d look like pregnant. Til finally all he can think of is filling you up with load after load of his cum til pregnancy takes.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He says he prefers his rooms as he knows he's less likely to be disturbed but he’s just as likely to pull you off to the side for a quick fuck as you are. But, as he told you, to which you retorted calling him cheesy, anyplace he fucks you or makes you come and vice versa is his favourite place as he's with you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Chief turn ons are watching you be a complete badass, demonstrating your mastery of your power. How effortless you call it forth, how smooth the way you glide from one position to the next.

The other is seeing you put cocky new students in their place. For the fairies they think they know better as you're not much older than them, or they come from prominent families. You’ll usually do something that simultaneously shows off your teaching eligibility and the fact that the girls know next to nothing. For the specialists, they look down on you because you're a fairy, a quick spar shows them that you don't need your powers to take them down.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He refuses to do anything to you that can cause lasting harm so while he’ll choke you to feel the way you clench around his cock loving that you trust his enough to do that but won't engage in things such as knife play or and thing to do with extreme heat and or fire which considering his past with the burnt ones is understandable.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He doesn't have a preference and takes pleasure in both giving and receiving. For giving there is little more he loves than the way you taste, to the way you grind on his face chasing your release as he fucks you with his tongue.Or the weight of you when you swing your leg over his face, thighs bracketing his head as you lower yourself onto his face.

As for receiving, he adores the way you seem to get off on sucking his cock, so desperate to please him pouting when he pulls you off.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on his mood, after training he's all keyed up so defo fast and rough but after a battle he takes his time with you constantly touching you, never once taking his eyes of you wanting to reassure himself that you're here and you're OK. But you do the same to him, hands map out his entire body, fingers trace over every new bruise cataloging every new scar.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

While he much prefers to take his time with you, working at a school and going out on patrols can leave you short on time.

He's not afraid to sneak up behind you and whisper utter filth then walk away as if nothing happened leaving you desperate and aroused which usually leads to you excusing yourself and dragging him to the nearest empty space you can find.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He's very open to experimentation. After all, how would you find out what you both like? It's as he says you've got to first find your skill before you hone it. As they live at the school pretty much everything is a risk not to be caught, be it you’ve chosen an unfortunate place to fuck, or the lack of knocking that is associated with teenagers.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He's a mature man and soldier. He can control his desires but you enjoy pushing him to breaking point, which ends up with his arm pressed against your throat and he shoves your knickers to the side and fucks you raw and harsh. He'll leave you on the edge desperate to cum but bad girls don't get rewarded.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

You have them but they’re not a regular part of your sex life. You have a small vibrator that he will sometimes press against your clit when he ties you down loving the way your body humps the air and your cunt clenches around nothing when you come, desperate for his cock.

But mainly he likes to joke that he's your toy, the way you curl your fingers in his hair pulling him this way and that as he eats you out. Or the way you'll do whatever it takes to chase your own pleasure.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s very much a tease from the way he flexes his muscles when training or lets his voice grow all low and gravelly when he teaches knowing what it does to you. He’ll throw a filthy smirk your way before the, what you like to call the Headmaster’s mask, falls down.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He's not particularly loud, he groans, head thrown back when he comes. He'll growl at the way you beg for his cock looking so pretty. Or snarl as he fucks you hard and fast when he's jealous or all keyed up.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

They have to be subtle in public, set an example for their students so in the public eye to most there's little to no affection being shown but you've been together long enough to read each other's micro expressions. He's all light touches and nods of the head, the students never aware that as soon as he can he's pulling you away and fucking you hard and fast. They have no idea that their normally somewhat restrained teacher can become so uninhibited.

X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

A fat cock that sits heavy on your tongue, wide enough that you struggle to wrap your lips around it and that your pussy stretches and stretches in an effort to accommodate him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

For a man of his age it's still very high.

He'd never had anything to complain about and yet when he met you and embarked on a relationship it's as if someone dialed his libido up a few notches.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If It's been a long day he'll be dead to the world pretty soon but others he'll be awake for what seems like an age, arms a wrapped around you pulling you close as you both sit and talk, or bask in the moment.

[mindfairies]

Episode 5′s Light Battalion Scene - Part 2

I’m so happy you all enjoyed my last post! The “Fate Adults” fandom gives me so much happiness, all of you are incredible.

Under the cut is just an analysis of the last part of “The Light Battalion” scene. Quick shoutout to @cissasevans and @abearofverylittlebrain​ whose own analyses inspired me to finish this sooner rather than later (and who provided a few of these screencaps)!

The battalion is interrupted by Rosalind, who appears just a little godlike from the top of the little hill. She marks their time (”2 minutes, 15 seconds”) and implies that she expects them to do better (”try for under 2 minutes”) next time. Which I think every Fate fan expected-- Rosalind’s methods have been implied to be ruthless, and it’s not a surprise to see that she’s pushing them to be better.

What is surprising is each of the adult’s reactions when she walks by them.

Ben’s eyes stay on his corpse, he doesn’t look up even for a second. Andreas’s hands curl a little, like he’s tense. Saul doesn’t look directly at her. Farah’s arms uncross and she moves only when Rosalind moves.

To me, all of these are interesting and I’d love to analyze each of them in a post, but let’s talk about the obvious first. Farah’s reaction to Rosalind.

Look at how she’s standing. That’s not the powerful, cunning Dowling that Fate portrayed her to be. It’s not the calculating, aloof Headmistress that we were introduced to. It isn’t even the challenging, sarcastic Farah we saw a second ago. This is Farah before we knew her and this Farah is insecure. Her arms are sort of folding over her middle, protecting herself, her leg is bent, knees are slightly pointing in. She looks unsure of herself. This is Rosalind’s Farah.

And her friends aren’t any different. Ben is still hunched over, not looking up. Saul’s sword is pointing at the ground, like he’s holding it loosely. And Andreas looks like a scolded child, his head is bent just the tiniest bit downward, his shoulders a little hunched. This is the Battalion during their Rosalind years: waiting for the criticism, waiting for the order to improve, wanting that validation and assurance that they did well. It’s a huge contrast to the imposing character that we see our Headmaster and Headmistress (and professor) employ in Fate.

After Rosalind leaves, the scene moves on. But we get maybe 3 seconds of silence from this group. And in those seconds, Farah’s head lifts to look right at Saul. They make eye contact, you can see it, and then Andreas’s head turns to look at Saul. 

To me, there’s a huge contrast in their expressions here. Farah and Andreas have a certain lightness in their face. Andreas looks almost amused, I could imagine a smirk on his face at this point. He’s almost saying, “hm, did you hear that? not bad, we can do better. come on, let’s go improve.” Is he trying to pass off his own displeasure at the earlier jab? Farah’s lightness definitely looks more grim, she’s almost smiling as if to say “it’s alright, we did fine, it’ll be okay.” She’s reassuring Saul, who’s decidedly more unhappy about the whole thing. His jaw is set, he looks away as the scene fades. And Ben hasn’t looked away from this mangled corpse once.

This scene is so interesting to me because it’s one of the only chances we get to see our favorite teachers in their younger years. And with this one scene, Fate has managed to portray a complete character shift. We go from seeing this version of them to seeing them prepare for battle and protect their students. There’s a whole story there, a whole journey, years of history that are just waiting to be uncovered.

(I’ve started trying to do those years some justice with a huge project I call Gilded in Silver ;) read it here!)

What happened to make this tension between them so great? What “hell” did Rosalind put them through to shape her students into soldiers? What types of battles have they seen? We barely have enough information to answer any of those questions. But this is my favorite scene because it gives us more information than any other part of the show, and we’re treated to so much character development and a contrast from what we’ve seen so far.

Ben’s words after this scene are the truest he’s ever said. “I’ve still got the scars.” All of them have spent years together, training under Rosalind’s implied dark and shadowy reign over Alfea. And these years have left their mark on them, part of that mark is represented in the huge character shift that we get to see a little part of here. Through a two minute scene we can see that there were tensions even between these tight knit soldiers (thank you, Rosalind), and each of them has changed in very clear ways.  

I can’t wait to see what they do with these characters (especially Andreas as a villain) in season 2. All I ask for is more Golden Trio scenes! Pretty please.

Thanks for sticking with this analysis (read: rant) of my favorite scene in Fate <3 I hope to publish more of these sometime!