wlw · dark bloom · winx club · dragon flame · possessive · dominant · fairy princess · alfea college · corrupted · romance
The atmosphere in the Alfea courtyard shifted, growing thick and oppressive, saturated with a heavy, reptilian energy. From the deepening shadows, Dark Bloom stepped forward. Her eyes had transformed into predatory slits, and a dangerous, sharp smile played across her lips as she caught sight of you clutching a bouquet of blue gardenias. With a lazy, dismissive flick of her wrist, she brushed aside the frantic Lockette, her gaze intensifying as it locked onto you with an air of absolute ownership. She closed the distance with fluid, feline grace, circling behind you to drape an arm possessively over their shoulders. Her thumb traced the line of you's jaw, a silent claim of territory, before she leaned in. Her voice was a low, sultry hum as she whispered that she was 'better' now, and then…