Stormy And Darcy Truly Are An ADHD And Autism Match Made In Hell

Trix headcanon of the day #25

Icy, Darcy, and Stormy's mother has the same eyes as Bloom. Just for angst.

Trix headcanon of the day #16

Stormy is extremely cuddly. Icy and Darcy are NOT.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62031361/chapters/158637949

I wrote my first winx club fanfic. (of the trix of course) Check it out if you want. I tried

Trix headcanon of the day #32

It's been a hot minute

Stormy drools in her sleep, Icy sleeps on top of the covers, and Darcy sleeps like a normal person.

Trix headcanon of the day #3

Icy and Darcy definitely did that thing where they told Stormy they were playing hide-and-seek and then just let her sit in a box for 2 hours when they were kids.

It wasn't until years later when she was bragging about her hide-and-seek skills only for Icy and Darcy to start giggling that she realized what happened.

Art was attempted

My brain was thinking that since Darcy and young Griffin look so similar, then an even younger Griffin would look like young Darcy too. So I drew traced her and her third cousin/childhood best friend. 3 guesses who it is (the eyes are a hint). Also even younger Griffin does not have glasses because I did not want to mess with it.

Oh and don't steal I guess

So anyway, I accidentally wrote a fanfic. It's some of my okay-ist work. I needed to combine as many of my headcanons as I could into a fic and this is it. Anyway, enjoy!

Where did Beatrix go?

Chapter 1: The baby unicorn

Beatrix sat on the floor of the room that she shared with her sisters, as she played with her toys. The three baby unicorns and their mother were crossing the river ( a blue blanket) one by one. She was grabbing the last baby unicorn to make it cross too when she felt a sharp tug on her arm. She looked up and saw her older sister Darcy.

“Come on Beatrix. It’s time for dinner. Mom’s been calling you for like five minutes.” Beatrix set the last baby unicorn down and followed her sister down the stairs, trying to avoid the spots that always gave splinters.

As soon as Beatrix saw her mother, ran up to give her a hug, pushing past Darcy in the process. “Well there you are, Storm. I almost thought you ran away.” Beatrix just giggled in response before sitting down at the table between her Mother and oldest sister.

Beatrix had two big sisters named Icobel and Darcella, but Beatrix usually just called her Darcy. They could be mean sometimes, but mostly they were fine. Beatrix didn’t have a dad, but her mother said that wasn’t important. Sometimes when her mother wasn’t listening Icobel would tell her that they did have a father, but he went away. She also told Beatrix not to talk about it around their mom. There were a lot of things they couldn’t say around their mom. She could get scary. It was hard for Beatrix to remember them all sometimes.

Beatrix played with her food as she ate. She knew she shouldn’t, but she just couldn’t help herself.

“Ew! Mom! Make her stop!” Darcy exclaimed. Beatrix glared at her sister with as much intimidation a five year old with potatoes dripping down her chin could muster. Her mother sighed as she brushed her hand through Beatrix’s dark, curly, hair.

“Beatrix, you know not to play with your food,” her mother said gently. Beatrix looked in her mother’s big cyan eyes.

“Mmkay Mommy” Beatrix responded. She scooched her chair closer to her mother’s. Beatrix loved to be near her mother. Her mom made potions and other stuff in the kitchen and then sold it to other people, so she always smelled like pretty plants.

Beatrix didn’t pay much attention to what was being said for the rest of dinner. She was like this often. Her mother said that it was like she was in another world. However, the next thing she knew her mothers had sharply stood up, knocking a glass cup off the table. Beatrix heard the glass break and turned to help her mom clean it up, when Icobel grabbed her by the back of her shirt and aggressively pulled her away from her mother. She was about to turn and tell her mother to punish Icobel, when Darcy tightly grabbed her arm and led her to the backyard. Once they were outside and Beatrix felt Darcy’s grip loosen she yelled “Ow! Why did you do that!?”

“Shut up” Darcy whispered sharply as she sat on the ground. Beatrix knew better to ignore the order her sister had given her, but just because she couldn’t verbally communicate her dismay didn’t mean she couldn’t show it in other ways.

Beatrix stomped her foot and sat down across from her sister in a big huff, crossing her arms. She looked up to see if her sister looked sorry, but Darcy just rolled her eyes. She did that a lot at Beatrix.

The two sisters sat apart from each other for what felt like a long time to Beatrix. She could tell Darcy was getting more upset with every passing minute. Darcy sharply got up and stood in front of Beatrix when she heard the door open. Beatrix was about to kick her for blocking her view, when Darcy started running towards the door. It was just Icobel. Beatrix didn’t understand what was so exciting. The two older sisters walked to the middle of the yard where Beatrix was sitting. They kept whispering back and forth. Beatrix tried to hear what they were talking about, but they stopped talking once they got close to her.

Icobel and Darcy sat down across from her. Suddenly, Icobel’s entire posture shifted and she excitedly said “Hey Beatrix! We’re going to be camping tonight. Doesn’t that sound fun?” She sounded way too peppy. Beatrix hated when her sisters talked to her like this. It was like she was a baby. She was only one grade younger than Darcy. She wasn’t a baby anymore.

Beatrix put on her best angry face. “Not really,” she mumbled. Her sisters completely ignored her obvious objection. “Oh, don’t be so stormy,” Darcy said, tussling her hair. Stormy batted her hand away. Stormy was Beatrix’s nickname that her mother called her sometimes. But, sometimes Icobel and Darcy called her that whenever they thought she was being too angry. She didn’t like it as much then.

Beatrix’s sisters had told her that they would be sleeping in the garden, because the ground was the softest. Beatrix liked looking at her mother’s plants. They were all so pretty.

Icobel started giving orders to her sisters. She always liked doing that. “Beatrix you can sleep by the thyme.”

“When?” Beatrix responded. Icobel looked annoyed at her, but worse was Darcy who had started laughing. Beatrix didn’t understand what was so funny, which made her angry. Her sisters always left her out of jokes.

“Just ignore what I said, okay? Sleep here,” Icobel said, pointing to a section of the garden. “Now try to go to sleep, okay?” Beatrix grumbled in response. They let her body sink into the dirt and tried to fall asleep.

When Beatrix woke up the next morning, she was back in her own bed. She looked around and saw her sisters were asleep in their bunk beds too. It was like she never fell asleep outside at all. Beatrix wasn’t sure if Icobel and Darcy knew she remembered camping nights. None of them ever mentioned them and Beatrix was a bit scared about what Icobel would do to her if she did.

As Beatrix got out of bed she looked down at where she had left her toys from before dinner. The last baby unicorn was still on the other side of the river.

As someone who loves Stormy: how tf does she have a higher craftiness than Icy?

One is not like the others...

Winx Wiki is unhinged.

You forgot this one

The suffering of the youngest child

And more wholesome

Nonsense Theory Time

I always thought that Bloom's wings in her magic winx form looked like butterfly wings. It might be a bit of a stretch, but that's what I've always interpreted them to be.

Right before she gets her fairy form she (and the rest of the winx) perform a spell that restores the butterflies to those weird eggs that the specialists thought was a good gift idea.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that the actions and spells of a fairy before they unlock their fairy form determines what it is going to look like. The Magic winx form isn't predetermined. The fairy's actions shape them.

Going deeper here you could think more about the other girl's magic winx forms. Maybe Flora primarily worked with spells relating to flowers, which is why her magic winx form is primarily flower themed even though she is the fairy of nature as a whole. Maybe Stella used some spells that had to do with the number three or she saved three of something and that is why her wings are in three segments. Tecna saved someone from a hang gliding accident I have nothing for the other girls.