#imagine fate winx saga

[frost-queen]

Shimmering light (Fem!Reader x Stella)

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Sky puffed loud when you had kicked him in the chest. He doubled, reaching for his chest with a pained expression. – “You are out of shape Sky.” – you said teasingly, lowering your foot. Sky looked up, wanting to speak, but couldn’t yet. It made you laugh loud. – “Riven would be delighted to hear this.” – you told him as Sky straightened his posture. Having moved his hands to his hip, pointing at you. – “Don’t!” – he replied with a scowl.

It made you hum thoughtfully just to tease him more. Sky groaned grabbing a stick. He let it hit down on you. As a response, you had set your hands high as the stick came in contact with your wrists. – “Nice try darling.” – you moved your head for him to see your silly smirk. – “Sky, Y/n enough training!” – both of you heard. Sky lowered his stick.

Turning around, you straightened your posture at Saul coming your way. – “Good foot work Y/n.” – he whispered to you, patting you on the back. You threw Sky a mockingly smile just to rub it more in his face. Sky rolled his eyes. The other specialists gathered around as Saul had whistled loud. Riven came jogging over, looking all smug.

“Y/n.” – he said throwing an arm around you. Pressing your face close to his chest. – “Riven.” – you mumbled out, feeling squashed in his grip. Punching him in the armpit, he released his grip on you. You took a breather, shooting him a glare. Riven laughed finding himself amusing. Saul cleared his throat to make him stop interrupting. – “It’s time for your assignment.” – Saul explained.

He stepped aside as a group of fairies approached the training grounds. – “You’ve got to be kidding me.” – Riven puffed out, turning annoyed around. – “Scared Riven.” – you teased, tickling him under his armpits. Riven’s body squirmed, making him jump away from you. He gave you an annoyed look. Sky chuckled beside you. Saul snapped his finger to stop your little distraction.

“I’ll assign you your fairy.” – he started. He started pairing up some fairies and specialists. Amongst them stood Stella with her friends. She made brief eye contact with you. Her hand subtle going up to greet you with the smallest of nods. You smiled briefly back at her as response.

“I hope I get paired up with Sky.” – you heard her say to Musa. Musa gave her little attention, throwing glances from afar to Riven. – “Stella.” – Saul called out, making Stella straighten her back. – “Y/n.” – he called out, gesturing to the middle. Stella’s eyes widened as you came to the centre. Bloom had to push her forwards or else she would’ve remained still. Stella and you joined before Saul. Saul nodded at you.

You took Stella by her sleeve, pulling her aside. There you waited for everyone to be paired up. After pairing up gave Saul the subject to start training with each other. You and Stella moved a bit away from the group. – “Sorry I’m not Sky.” – you told her. Stella glanced up to you with a bit of shock in her eyes. Tilting her chin a bit up, her attitude changed.

“It’s better than Riven.” – she answered. – “Ouch.” – you replied hurt by her comment. Stella swallowed nervously, looking down. You had lowered yourself to pick up a fighting stick from the ground. Turning around you handed one to her. Stella stared rather strange at it. – “I’m not touching that.” – she said moving the stick away with one finger.

It made you sigh loud. – “Take it.” – you insisted. Stella crossed her arms. – “In case you forgot Y/n, I have my powers to protect me. I don’t need no sweaty stick.” – she said back cocky. You exhaled deep lowering the fighting stick. – “What if for some reason you can’t rely on them?” – you asked, pulling your shoulders up. Stella scoffed at what you said. You had a bit enough of her attitude. – “I’m here to protect you so maybe cut the whole stuck up princess act!” – you called out.

“It’s not an act, I am a princess.” – Stella replied loud. It made you throw your hands up. Throwing the stick on the ground, you gave up. Walking off, you had quite enough of her. – “Where are you going?” – Stella shouted getting on her toes. You ignored her, continuing to walk away. Stella lowered herself, looking hurt down.

She noticed some other pairings looking at her. It made her feel shy and small. Biting her thumb a bit, she went her own way. At first Stella thought about skipping. But then the guilt came. She felt guilty for acting like that towards you. She decided to change coarse and search for you. She eventually found you at the lunch tables. Stella took a deep breath before walking over.

You quirked your eyebrow up when she came sitting in front of you. – “Does her royal princess require something?” – you said bitsy. – “Y/n.” – Stella replied trying to reason with you. You crossed your arms, leaning back in your chair. Stella took a deep breath. – “I’m sorry.” – she said making you stare curious at her. You noticed how uneasy and vulnerable she felt.

“I…I didn’t mean to be so…” – she started. – “Bitchy?” – you answered for her, making her chuckle. – “Yes that.” – she agreed. – “Great, we agree on one thing.” – you teased seeing her smile. – “We agree on more things Y/n.” – Stella spoke. – “Like what?” – you asked intrigued. – “Like how good looking I am.” – she said making you quirk your eyebrow at her. – “Kidding!” – she laughed out, touching your arm. It didn’t make you laugh, rather just gaze at her.

You took a deep breath, placing your hand on hers. – “Stella, I’m not the one you should be building your walls up to.” – you told her. – “Remember last year?” – you pointed out. Stella nodded, remembering. – “The time I blinded that girl.” – she said looking down. You joined your other hand to hold hers in yours. Your action made her look up to you. – “No, after that.” – you corrected.

Stella smiled saddened at you. – “You were there.” – she said. – “I was there.” – you repeated. – “I was there when you were at your lowest. I kept you going. I made you shine as bright as ever Stella. So… don’t go acting all cold towards me with our history.” – you talked. Stella smiled brighter.

“You are better than Sky.” – she answered. – “You are what I need.” – Stella finished staring at your eyes. You smiled back at her. – “Oh how much better I feel.” – you responded dramatically, making Stella stomp your arm. Laughing loud afterwards. Both of you got up, heading back to the training grounds.

*

You kicked the door open after having heard Stella scream. Her eyes turned to shock when you busted in the room. Your eye immediately fell on her mother. With your batons you went for her mother. Forcing her face down on the desk. Arm between your baton on her back as your other one pressed her back against the desk. – “Y/n!” – Stella called out with tears in her eyes.

“This is the last time that you hurt her!” – you grunted out, pressing her mother’s cheek harder on the desk. Her mother was furious. Squirming under your grip to get free. – “You wait till I am free!” – she threatened. – “Do your worst.” – you responded coldly. Stella stared in shock, hands to her mouth at the display. Her mother raised her hand as Stella caught the faintest of light.

“Y/n!” – she alarmed you. You saw the light as well, quickly pulling back before she could blind you. Your own reaction made you stumble back. Her mother rose, eyes reflecting fury. She pointed her hand at you, casting a blast of light towards you. You fell back against Farah’s bookcase.

Books dropped to the ground with you. Stella gasped loud with tears in her eyes. – “You specialists think you are equal to us!” – she spitted out. Raising her hand as light emerged from it. – “You have just signed your own death.” – she called out. – “No!” – Stella shouted coming to stand in between. Arms wide open. – “Step aside child!” – Her mother casted out.

“No! I won’t let you hurt her!” – Stella defied against her mother. Her mother scoffed amusingly, finding it humorous her daughter would stand up against her. – “I won’t let you touch her!” – Stella replied determined. You looked up amazed to her. Seeing how strong she appeared. Her mother rose her hand either way, ready to cast light at Stella for being in the way.

You got up, wrapping your arms around Stella. Calling it out, you pulled her down with you, before the light could hit her. The light hit the bookcase instead. Making more books drop down. Hitting you and Stella all over.

You had moved your arms around Stella, protecting her. Stella slowly lifted her head, coming close to yours. For a moment the two of you stared at each other. You smiled, brushing your thumb against her cheek. Stella breathed out a smile with tears in her eyes. Her mother scoffed disgusted ready to cast again. You pulled Stella in your embrace to protect her. – “I’m sorry.” – you whispered to her.

Stella hugged you back, tightly. – “Not a word.” – she whispered back. Both of you closed your eyes, waiting for the impact. The door swung open, Farah entering with Saul. Saul launched for Stella’s mother, grabbing her arm and twisting it behind her back. Farah turned to look at you. – “Are you alright girls?” – she asked as Saul escorted Stella’s mother out.

Stella and you stared a bit confused at each other. – “We are.” – Stella spoke with a smile. You helped each other up, embracing one another again.

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[sukunasbow]

sfw hcs, the specialists.

summary: the specialists and sfw hcs!

warnings: fairy!reader and not fully proof read yet!

notes: i know winx probably doesn’t have much of a fandom on here but honestly this show gives me so much nostalgia so enjoy!

sky ✿

sky spoils you so much, he treats you like a princess, which is ironic considering he’s a prince.

to him, you’re his world, he’d never do anything to hurt you and he loves you so much.

sometimes, when the two of you are relaxing together, he lets you style his slightly long hair.

speaking of relaxing together, that’s one of his favourite dates, when the two of you just spend time at a cafe, getting a break from the chaotic fairy and specialist duties you usually deal with.

brandon ✿

you were one of the few people to first know that sky and brandon switched names. brandon wanted to be completely honest about the switch and you understood due to sky’s feelings about wanting to try a normal lifestyle.

literally the sweetest boyfriend ever, he treats you so good. he’s so gentle and loving with you, your heart melts every time you’re with him.

he doesn’t get jealous that often and neither do you, the two of you trust each other and have a relationship that’s really built on honesty and loyalty.

riven ✿

no one would’ve thought the two of you would get together, as riven has a high temper and you pretty much have no temper, always calm and relaxed. in fact, the only people that suspected something was going on with the two of you were bloom and sky, they always took notice of the flirty comments and subtle touches between the two of you. however, ever since you’ve announced your relationship with the hotheaded specialist, you’ve been extremely happy with him, and your friends started relaxing exactly how much sense the two of you make.

you’re a balanced couple that occasionally has rough patches, as riven can get really jealous and insecure, but you guys always make it out and your love grows even more. riven loves you and never wants to make you feel less than appreciated.

his favourite date with you consists of literally anything that involves you two being near each other, but he especially loves when you and him help your friends defeat the newest villain. he also loves when you cuddle with him, as he’s really just a softie deep down, constantly wanting to be touching you. he’s a huge fan of pda, unless you’re uncomfortable with it.

helia ✿

you and helia go together so well, no one was surprised when the two of you made your relationship official. your both calm and loving people, quickly becoming one of the best couples out of your friend group.

you love his hair so much. he just lets you run your fingers through his hair and style it into stupid little ponytails and buns, the man not even complaining about it, actually secretly enjoying it.

he’s literally the best boyfriend. he is always at your side when you need comfort and he gives you all his love.

timmy ✿

it took a while for timmy to build up the courage to ask you out, but once he did, you happily said yes.

the two of you are the definition of ‘opposites attract.’ you’re outgoing and a social butterfly, compared to timmy, who’s shy and doesn’t talk to many people aside from his friends.

he isn’t a big fan of pda, but behind closed doors, he’s always wanting to be close to you.

[theundercoversquid]

HW

Pairing: Riven x Reader

Summary: Riven steals your HW so you will pay attention to him.

Warnings:

A/N: This is the last one from the vaults ( written sep 28, 2022)!

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Lying on your front, you flip through a book on blood witches that you have been set to read. Writing out any names, dates or facts that pop out at you. It's not fun, but you have to do it.

What you aren't aware of is a particularly smug specialist sneaking up on you. He keeps his steps light as he gets closer and closer. Until he is close enough.

Leaping forwards. Riven snatches the book from your hands. Dancing back with it clasped behind his back. Riven reads the cover of the book. His face pulled into a grimace of disgust.

You startle upright at the original sensation of someone stealing your book. But relax. Flopping onto your back when you released that it is Riven.

"I was reading that you know." You remind Riven. Staring up at him. 

"I know." Riven shrugs. "But why would you pay attention to that when you could pay attention to me?"

"Because paying attention to you won't help me pass my test." You remind him.

Huffing Riven flops down with you. His head landing in your lap.

"Can I have my book now, please?" You request Riven. Running your hands through his hair.

"As long as you keep doing that." Riven bargains holding the book out to you.

Laughing at him, you take the proffered book. Opening it, you carry on from where you left off. Your hands still gently running through Rivens hair.

Because despite the school being taken over by a crazy ex-headmistress who seems delusional and crazy. And had changed the curriculum. You still wanted to do well.

Even if that meant instead of doing something more interesting with Riven. You would instead have to revise. As he naps in your lap. Your hand soothing him to sleep 

[lomlkenji]

༊*·˚ slip up | riven

★ summary : your boyfriend is being emotional and accidentally told you something he has been dying to told you for weeks.

★ warnings : mature language, mentions of alcohol & drugs

★ word count : 1.3k

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YOU WERE RUDELY WOKEN UP BY THE ANNOYING SOUND OF KNOCKS IN THE ONCE CALM AND QUIET ATMOSPHERE. You didn't want to wake up. The position you're in was too comfortable.

Maybe my roommates will get it. Please go get it. I'm so not going to get it.

But they didn't, the knocking just became more and more louder.

"Someone go fucking get that!" your roommate lazily scolded.

You did what anyone else did, pretended to be asleep.

"I know some of you lazy asses aren't asleep!" she continued.

"Y/N GO GET THAT!"

"WHY ME?" you whined.

"It's probably you're fucking boyfriend!"

"Fine." you sighed and stood up, thinking that it was probably true, it's not the first time someone came knocking at freaking one in the morning.

You started walking to the front door, not noticing the wall, hitting right at it. "Shit." you cursed, rubbing your forehead.

"Did you just run into a wall?" your other roommate joked quietly.

"Yup." you responded. Your eyes squinted trying to get a better vision of the door, using the moonlight as guidance.

You would open the lights, but that would wake up more people and you're too lazy for that.

The knocking became more aggressive and you whispered yelled, "Coming!"

You got to the front door and opened it slowly and there revealed your drunk and crying boyfriend hanging from his best friend's shoulders.

"BABY!" Riven yelled excitedly which made you come out and cover his mouth while quickly shutting the door.

"What the hell?" you whispered angrily at Sky who was barely holding Riven up.

Riven's eyes stare up adoringly at you. You have your hair in a loose bun, with all some of your hair coming out from different directions. You were wearing a sweater which is actually his, the sight brought a stupid grin on his face.

He thinks you look so gorgeous. An actual angel.

Sky's shoulders slumped in relief at the sight of you and started rambling, "He got drunk and said he will light the school on fire if I didn't bring him to you for cuddles and I said no but he started getting emotional and I just-"

You cover your hands to your face and let out a tired chuckle, "Sky it's okay."

Sky sighed relieved and nodded at Riv, "Come on, I'll take him to your bedroom."

"No it's fine I got it." you assured Sky, he looks so tired and you felt guilty, so you told him to go to his room and get some rest.

He muttered a small thanks and left your dorm going to him.

You looked at Riv and noticed his adoring stare at you, his stare was so intense it brought butterflies to your stomach no matter how tired and mad you are at him.

"Let's go." you said taking his hand and slowly taking him into your room.

Riv followed you like a lost puppy. His eyes were red and his cheeks had some tear stains on them, his hair was in the same condition as yours.

When you reached your room, he wrapped his arms around your waist and snuggled his head in the crook of your neck leaving soft butterfly kisses on your skin.

You shivered, his fingers creating a track of fire everywhere he touched.

Before things could escalate more you turned around meeting his eyes. His hands lazily plant on your waist, yours on his chest.

He gave you one of those signature Riven smirks that makes you weak to your knees.

Before you could say anything he blurted out, "I love you."

Your mind short-circuited for a second. Out of the whole month you two were together, the word love wasn't even used once.

Of course you love him, but you didn't know how to tell him. It's Riven for goodness sake, what if he bailed the second he hears the word love?

"You're drunk Riv, and probably high." you sadly deadpanned. Although you would love to hear those words from him, he's intoxicated and doesn't know what he's saying.

"UGH." he groaned before backing you both up so you guys landed on your bed.

You shook your head, laughing while scooting up in a more comfortable position as Riv puts his head on your stomach, hanging onto you like a sloth.

Your hand involuntarily moved to his head playing with his hair while massaging his scalp.

He let out a hum in approval, immediately the feeling of drowsiness came crashing to him.

After a moment of silence you're sure he's asleep but that proves wrong when he mumbled, "I do love you, you know. But my sober self is too much of a wuss to admit it."

And then he was out like a light.

You laid there, mouth gaping opening and closing still not processing what just happened. You took a deep breath and kissed his head, muttering "I love you too Riv." as you let sleep consume you once again.

° time skip brought to you by terra's weed brownies °

The light of the room blinded Riv's sight the second he moved. The throbbing pain in his head practically screaming at him.

He squinted his eyesight and adjusted his position, noticing the warmth of a body below him.

Please be my girlfriend. Please be my girlfriend. Please be my girlfriend.

He chanted over and over in his head as he lifted himself up. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that it was indeed his girlfriend.

The sun shined directly on your face, it illuminated all the beautiful features that made Riven's heart skip a beat.

And then the events from last night came rushing to his mind.

Shit. He thought.

"You fucking idiot Riven!" he scolded himself, covering his face with his hands. The hangover is already non-existent with his crisis.

It's not that he's mad that he said I love you, it's because he said it when he had been planning this whole cute little picnic and watching the sunset together this Saturday.

His train of thoughts were interrupted with you scrambling in your sleep.

Riven's mind panicked, but his body just continued to sit there admiring you.

As you fluttered your eyes open, you were met with the longing stare of your boyfriend, once again.

"Morning bub." you said groggily, putting out your arms and circling them around Riven's neck bringing him down with you, so you could cuddle him.

Riven's had butterflies in his stomach with your actions. It sent his mind in a frenzy at how much he thought about how deep in love he actually is.

"Morning babe." he mumbled, a smile on his face as he laid himself closer to you.

"You okay?" you asked him, eyes still closed. "You were a mess yesterday-"

"I love you." he blurted. Fuck it. He thought. Now or never.

Your eyes snapped open as all the remains of sleep left your body. "Are you still drunk?" you asked him dumbfoundedly.

"No." he laughed, watching your reactions.

"You sure?" you questioned him again, a small smile playing on your lips. You thought this was all a dream but when he placed a kiss on your nose, the tingly feeling was there and it made you think otherwise.

He continued to pepper kisses all over your face and said, voice filled with so much love, "Positive darling."

"Well then, I love you too." you teased

Hearing you said that to him made the boy blush profusely. But before he could say anything your roommate interrupted the sweet moment.

"SHUT UP WITH THE LOVEY DOVEY SHIT AND GET READY WILL YA?"

You looked at Riv and you guys broke into a fit of laughter.

Riven thought he could never be happier than in this moment, but with you, happiness is always in the package.

reblog for a kiss!

[specialagentlokitty]

Saul silva x reader - too much pride

Hi I'm glad you like my requests. I was afraid I'd bore you with it. Can you write something with Saul who gets injured training with a student but is too proud to admit it please? And then reader (his wife?) finds out - Anon 💜

Saul was a good husband, he was caring, and loving, he was patient though sometimes he would get annoyed easily after a particularly hard or long day.

But one of his flaws was that he was too proud.

Not in the sense that he had a massive ego, though sometimes he could, but in the sense that he always said he was fine.

He was the kind of person where he could be dying and he would still refuse to admit that there was something wrong with him.

As you watched him limp his way around his office, you nodded a little to yourself.

“Anything to tell me love?” You asked.

“Not that I know off, though I’ll be late tomorrow I have a meeting.”

“Not what I meant but thank you.”

Saul furrowed his brows a little bit as he looked up at you before going back to putting everything away where it should be.

“Is there something I’m missing? I know it’s not our anniversary or your birthday.”

“Well, I was just wondering why you’re limping.”

“I’m not.”

You sighed heavily.

“I’m watching you limp.”

Saul shrugged his shoulders.

“No idea what you’re talking about darling.”

“Saul I’m watching you limp right now. What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing.”

You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Saul silva.” You warned.

“Really! I’m fine!”

You huffed a little.

“Alright, see you upstairs.”

With that you walked to your room and waited.

You knew he was limping, and when he said he was coming up, you walked to the top of the stairs to watch him struggle up.

“I would offer to help but there’s nothing wrong with you.”

He rolled his eyes.

“There isn’t.”

“Right.”

You carried on watching him and he stopped halfway up the stairs, he placed a hand on his thigh, taking a small breath.

“Saul.”

“It’s nothing.”

You sighed, walking down, offering him your hands.

“Humour me?”

He smiled softly, letting you help him up the stairs and into your room.”

He did pretty good at hiding his injury until it came to him getting ready to sleep, and you saw the bandage on his leg as he was changing it.

Walking over you stood in front of him and poked his thigh making him snap his head up to you.

“That doesn’t look like nothing.”

“You didn’t have to poke it now did you?”

You smiled softly at him and gestured for him to hand everything over and he did.

You changed his bandage for him, getting a look at the gash underneath.

He placed his hands on your head and leant down, kissing the top of your head before he let fox

“Don’t worry about it, just an accident in training is all. The grass was wet, the student slipped.”

“What did Ben say?”

“Should heal fine in a few weeks.”

You nodded your head and stood up, walking over to bin everything.

Coming back over you slapped his back as you passed him and he spun around to look at you.

“What was that for?!” He huffed.

“Being stubborn.”

You got into your side of the bed and turned to the TV on while he settled next to you.

He picked up his book and you rested your head on his shoulder as you began to watch your show.

And when you were least expecting it he quickly sat forward so you fell off him and gave you a grin in return for you hitting his back

[justmakeitagoodoneeh]

My personal bc as to why Saul had like… no reaction to Farah being dead was because he already knew. Like, he knew she would have never left him in prison or at least found a way to visit, he knew she would have never let Rosalind anywhere near her school, and he knew how far Rosalind was willing to go to get power. So he’d known for months, and he had to get back to Alfea, so he hid his anger and grief like a champ.

[opalsiren]

it's time we discussed a h2o reboot. like a full-on reboot, not a continuation nor a prequel of the original series, or a supposedly in-universe spin-off like mako mermaids

we definitely need more diversity race-wise since the original series is startlingly white. we definitely also need lgbt representation, maybe if two characters in the new mermaid trio had powers like rikki and emma they could have a canon relationship? or perhaps the lewis-type science geek in this version of events could be the girlfriend to this universe's cleo. obvi less misogynistic undertones in the writing is a must (see: the treatment of literally any female character other than emma, rikki, cleo, and bella h2o just add water)

at the risk of making the series needlessly gritty, delving into the darker aspects of canon could be a fun time. in the og series we have hiding secrets from family, kidnapping, grooming metaphors, fantasy violence, half a dozen near-death experiences, and allusions to mental ill health that could be further expanded upon in a reboot. i do feel like it would be near impossible to go through everything the merms do in the original series without ending up traumatised, so as a fellow mentally ill girlie i would like to see it!!

other than that, more explanation surrounding the lore could be cute. perhaps the new merms search the oceans for more moon pools, or stumble upon other mermaids. perhaps we could learn about different powers, how many generations of mermaids there are, delve more into the astronomy of it all with different lunar cycles impacting the merms in different ways. of course over-explaining the lore can take the magic out of it, but if done correctly it could be fun to explore

i'm really scratching my head trying to figure out how the og series could be improved upon in a hypothetical reboot so any and all suggestions are welcome!!!!

[skloomdumpster]

I swear somewhere this works

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

I must request another part of a little danger 🥰

A little danger, pt. 10

A little danger - Series Masterlist

Pairing: Sky of Eraklyon x mind!fairy

Warnings: MATURE, swearing, smut, violence

———— PART 10 ————

Sky couldn’t convince Y/N to leave the bed the entire weekend. The moment he’d mention a walk or maybe even training together, she’d pull him in for a kiss and his mind turned blank. It’s a manipulative tactic, he’s aware, but kissing her feels too good to fight the temptation. His arms wrapping around her comes naturally as if he was made to hold her in his embrace, to shield her from the darkness looming outside the walls of his bedroom.

Leaving a trail of butterfly kisses down her neck, his hand squeezing her bum and pulling her against his hard-on, Sky can hardly think as her lips let a moan past her defenses. They’ve managed to tease one another for so long without crossing any boundaries, yet their ability to resist their mutual desire is nearly lost.

Brushing his nose against her collarbone, Sky smiles against her skin when her fingers clumsily touch his hardened member. It’s as if she’s testing him, waiting for approval.

She’s unsure if it’s too soon to cross this bridge, worried gifting Sky all she has to offer would be putting her in a position of vulnerability she’s not ready for. What if he chooses to walk away from her after? He’s not the kind to sleep with a girl and never call her again, but losing him in any way, shape, or form would destroy her. That’s when she becomes volatile, when her powers are beyond her control and the danger of that makes her pull back. She barely touched him, he probably didn’t even notice.

Right?

Looking down, her eyes find his curious gaze upon her with a devilishly handsome grin gracing his features. He’s far too good-looking for her sanity to remain intact. It’s not fair how much beauty he’s given, how a flutter of his eyelashes can disarm her.

Biting his lower lip, he pulls himself up and pecks the left corner of her lips. “Where’d you go?” His voice is kind, patient, and void of annoyance most guys showed her in the past. He isn’t demanding answers or pushing her to do something more. Sky’s genuine interest in her mind and heart makes it so much harder for her to keep her legs closed. He wants all of her, she can tell and that’s precisely what’s so scary about him. She can’t just screw him and forget about it, in fact, she can’t imagine ever forgetting him.

“Just thinking about us”, she presses her lips in a tight-lipped smile, her hand cupping his cheek. His face is so close, his mouth reminding her just how kissable he truly is, how easy it is to get lost in his embrace.

“Good. Because that’s exactly what I’m thinking about”, he smirks, brushing her nose with the tip of his.

Holding her breath, she can feel her heart skip a beat with the small display of affection.

“In what way”, she asks coyly, unable to tear her eyes from his.

Sky leans in, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "In every way," he murmurs, before capturing her lips in a kiss.

Y/N considered stopping him, pulling away once more, but she didn’t want to. Truth be told, she can’t get enough of him. She’s plagued by a million worries that all seem to evaporate when his tongue presses at the seam of her lips and she welcomes him eagerly. Instead of pulling away, she pulls him closer, finding comfort in his weight on top of her. Her hands wrap around him, gripping his shirt tightly.

His kiss stops and her hands release the fabric he tugs on. Suddenly his warm skin replaces the cotton and she can’t help herself, placing a hand on his bare chest with a breathless smile.

“Hey there”, her smile grows into a grin as he licks his lips.

Covering her hand with his, he guides it to his abs slowly. Pursing her lips to stop herself from nervously giggling, she wasn’t sure if her heart would survive his teasing because once she had a feel for his abs, his hand guided her toward his happy trail and down to the band of his boxers. He sits up straight, straddling her while his eyes study her carefully for any signs of uncertainty.

Glancing below her hand, she swallows thickly. He’s more than excited, she can easily tell. Sky desires her just as much as she desires him and that’s all she truly needs, isn’t it? Time and time again, he had the chance to leave and he always stayed. He did more than stay, he fought for her, for them and he’s given her his heart without a second thought. She’s the flight risk, not him. She’s the one unable to accept the spectrum of emotions he evokes. They have their hiccups, but who doesn’t?

She’s tired of running. It’s been so long since she felt safe like she does with Sky, too long since she could trust another person without fear of it being used against her. Sky loves her and his touch drives her insane and she’s not going to deny herself this pleasure anymore.

The skin on her face and throat is burning hot but her fingertips are cold as she looks back at Sky and playfully allows her hand to pull at the band of his boxers, enjoying the surprise in his eyes as his underwear falls down, pooling around his knees.

Licking her lips painfully slow, Y/N looking up at him with her doe eyes has Sky’s insides shaking. Her hand touches his chest again before it begins to fall in excruciatingly slow designs to his twitching member. Sky knows she’s daring him to make the next move when she clicks her tongue while her fingertips begin to dance along his happy trail.

“I know what you’re doing”, he says, voice gruff.

Raising her eyebrows, she takes his cock in her hand and smirks. “Yeah?” She’s hoping he’ll take action soon, unsure what to do next. She doesn’t have much experience in this, but she’s trying her best to seem confident.

“You’re driving me crazy”, he accuses playfully.

Snorting, her hand moves up and down his dick slowly. She smirks as his breath hitches. “So?” She purses her lips, lifting her chin up. “Do something about it.”

It’s interesting, she thought, just how easy it was to imprison his whole body there without any use of magic. Brushing a few loose strands away from her face, his fingers disappear in her hair.

“Are you sure?” Sky asks, his breathing growing louder as her hand moves again. She’s definitely playing with him now, realizing he’s completely under her influence.

Nodding, she releases him from the sweet torture and grips his hips for support. Sky feels her calves brush his legs as she pulls herself up to sit back on her soles.

Taking off the shirt he lent her, Y/N tosses it aside. Sky’s eyes widen, swallowing thickly. He assumed she had something underneath, but he knows now it was a stupid assumption. He’ll never be able to wear that shirt again without getting hard.

“You”, he pauses as a nervous chuckle escapes him.

Tilting her head, she chuckles too. “Yeah?”

Her cheeks are tinted a much darker shade, and he can’t help but shake his head in disbelief. After ALL THAT, this is what makes her blush?

“You’re perfect”, his hands rest on her waist.

They kiss and it was at this moment she felt his arms tense. Suddenly, in one swift, athletic move, Sky pulls her to the side and she’s under him. Though his weight is mostly through his elbows and forearms planted on either side of her head, she’s pinned down and breathless underneath him.

Y/N's heart is racing, Sky’s fiery kiss sending shivers down her spine. She feels his hot breath on her skin as his lips move from her mouth to her neck, planting soft, wet kisses along her sensitive skin. She moans softly, unable to play coy anymore as his hands roam over her body. His lips claim her breasts as his right hand busies itself exploring ways of getting her out of her panties. His fingers tug at the fabric at first, but his patience wears thin within seconds of failing.

Lifting her hips, she helps him pull them down her ass. They’re wrapped around her thighs as his hand makes its way back up her inner thigh. Moaning loudly as his fingers brush her clit, Y/N grabs his hair. Aware of his findings, Sky didn’t give her much reprieve as he found her body contorting under him. Her walls are gone now, songs of pleasure filling the room getting louder with every passing moment. She feels the heat building between her legs, the desire becoming almost too much to bear.

Sky’s lips find hers again and as the kiss deepens, she finds herself losing control, giving herself completely to the intensity of their passion. She wants him, needs him, and nothing else in the world matters. Their tongues entwine, exploring each other's mouths with wild abandon. The intensity of their passion grows stronger with each passing moment until it feels like they are both about to burst with desire.

That’s when Sky pulls back and his fingers retreat to Y/N’s dismay.

Struggling to draw a proper breath, Y/N’s eyes open. “Why did you stop?”

Pecking her nose, Sky sits up. Pulling her panties down first, he turns and reaches back to his nightstand. “Just a sec!”

Propping herself up on her elbows, Y/N’s eyes linger on his erection. It’s a good thing one of them had some ability to think rationally because she was more than ready for him to bury himself between her legs without protection.

She’s never lost her senses like this with someone before. Granted, her only sexual encounter was with a guard in Solaria who seemed more interested in getting his fix without any care for her needs. Unlike him, Sky took his time. They’ve been building up to this moment for months if not years. She’s always been attracted to him, and on nights when she was too lonely and needy, she’d imagine them together like this.

Her imagination didn’t come close to the real thing.

Watching him put on a condom, Y/N found Sky to be even sexier. She’s on the pill since the night with the guard, though she never told him that. After all, better to be safe than sorry.

She never told him about her previous partner, only that she’s not a virgin and she didn’t ask him about his partners, but she could guess a few. She didn’t expect they’d be having sex yet, thinking she had more time to stomach her jealousy over Bloom and Stella, let alone any other girl he might have bedded. It’s silly, but she hates that someone else had him before her, just as much as she hates herself for not waiting.

This should have been her first time.

Hastily, Sky returned on top of her. She spread her legs immediately, nodding to reassure him as he paused. “I want to”, she whispers softly and that’s all encouragement he needed. With one hand on her hip, he used the other one to guide himself inside. He watched her lips part as he filled her slowly until his hips pressed against her inner thighs completely.

“Are you okay?” His breathing is labored, just as hers is shuddered. He can’t stop looking at her softened face, her eyes closed in pleasure and her parted lips forming a content smile.

“Never better.”

Resting his forehead against hers, he closed his eyes too. There was nothing between them now, no secrets and no fears left as he moved his hips against hers, eliciting gasps, moans, and screams of gratitude and ecstasy. Sky’s kissing her eyebrows, her eyelids, her nose, cheeks, and mouth, his lips leaving marks on her neck as her own find a home on his shoulder. She’s seeing flashes of light, fleeting images, as though she’s losing consciousness, her mind. Just as she thinks she can’t bear more, a flooding sensation overtakes her. A shiver runs down her spine as her legs shake. Biting into his shoulder as her insides explode, Y/N can hardly breathe as Sky keeps up his rhythm. She’s still twitching as Sky moves faster, grunting. His movements are becoming jerkier, his body shivering just as hers did. With a final, deep thrust, Sky’s guttural moan echoes in her ears as he collapses on top of her.

Fighting for breath, their sweat mixing, neither of them moves yet. There is peace in the silence that follows, in the way his breathing slows down and his lips drag across her skin.

Once their heartbeats return to a sensible rhythm, Sky reluctantly pulls out. Y/N opens her eyes lazily, seeing him discard the condom.

How is he even standing now? She can hardly stay awake, let alone get up.

“C’mon”, he outstretches both hands for her to take and she frowns.

“Huh?”

“Up, up”, he smiles at her grimace. “We need to shower and you should probably pee.”

Rolling her eyes, she grabs onto his hands. She knows he's right, but she really wanted to stay in bed a little longer.

“Finee”, she whines as he pulls her up to her feet only to catch her when she stumbles. “Fuck”, she grumbles. “You destroyed me.”

“Yeah, I did”, he grins as she shakes her head, unable to hide her own smile.

Once out of the bathroom, they changed the sheets and fell asleep. Well, Y/N did. Sky would lay awake, watching her peaceful features that came alive underneath him just a few hours ago.

If he once tried to delude himself into believing he can survive without her in his life, there’s no more denial left in him. Y/N is his destiny, no one can tear him away from her.

“GET UP”, Riven shouts, scaring them both awake.

If she wasn’t half out of her mind with the rude awakening, Y/N might have melted at the way Sky sat up in front of her, shielding her from whatever his sleepy mind thought was disturbing them.

“What the hell, man?!” Sky grumbles groggily as Riven raises his brows.

“Rosalind is holding a training camp in less than 15 minutes. Would you rather I let you two oversleep?”

Standing up, Y/N raises her hands in mock surrender. “No, no, thank you.” She nearly stumbles as she goes toward the bathroom, walking awkwardly, almost limping.

Looking her up and down with furrowed brows, Riven tilts his head in confusion, then realization.

“You fucked her, didn’t you?” Riven whispers. Wide-eyed, he checks to see if the bathroom door is closed because the last thing he needs now is to be choked to death.

Narrowing his eyes, Sky shakes his head. “Don’t say it like that and don’t fucking talk about it to anyone else.”

Snorting, Riven bites his lower lip. “Alright, alright, I won’t.” Leaning on the wall as Sky grabs his pants, Riven rubs his chin. “So, how was she?”

Earning a glare for his question, Riven rolls his eyes. “You said I can’t talk to anyone else about it, but I can talk to you, can’t I?”

“No”, Sky exclaims.

“You’re no fun”, Riven complains. “I would never hurt you this way.”

“What’s up?” Y/N walks in, confused by Riven’s ‘hurt’.

“Don’t mind him”, Sky runs a hand through his messy hair.

Shrugging, she grabs her bag and walks back into the bathroom, Sky following behind.

“We are short on time”, Riven shouts, making Sky flip him off.

Once on the field, they meet with the girls who were already deep in conversation.

“Rosalind thinks it surfaces in times of great conflict.”

“Because that’s not ominous at all”, Bloom states. “I know she’s still shady, but she..”

“She’s still shady.”

“But we want the same thing”, she insists.

“And that’s?” Y/N interjects.

“Find the Blood Witch stealing fairy magic and stop them”, Bloom remarks. “At least it’s what most of us want.”

Stepping closer, Y/N’s eyes glow purple. “And what is that supposed to mean?”

Flames dance in Bloom’s eyes as she steps closer too. “Not all of us are running scared when faced with danger when we have the power to save lives.”

“And not all of us let homicidal maniacs out of their cage and cause that danger”, Y/N remarks.

“How about we take a breath and remember we’re all on the same side”, Stella says nervously, trying to signal Sky to intervene.

Licking his lips, he sighs. “Stella’s right. We can’t fight among ourselves now. There’s too much at stake.” He needs the girls to care for Y/N and to accept her as part of their circle because he might need their help in protecting her.

“Look, shady or not, I’m happy we have Rosalind to help fight them now. I’m not saying I didn’t make mistakes, but I’m working on fixing them”, Bloom explains, the orange glow in her eyes fading.

Pursing her lips, Y/N nods. “I still don’t trust her.”

“You don’t have to”, Musa sighs. “No one trusts her. But we need her.”

“For now”, Y/N adds.

Touching her shoulder, Sky redirects Y/N to the very person they’re talking about. Rosalind takes her place in the center of the field, confidently looking on at the students. Most are standing separated, specialists on one side, fairies on the other with a few mixing in between.

“We don’t know much about the scrapers”, she begins. “We do know that fairy magic is ineffective against them, which is why now is the time when the Specialists must shine.”

That’s when Saul walks onto the field and takes his place by Rosalind. Y/N’s eyes widen, her hand grabbing onto Sky’s wrist.

Catching Saul’s eyes, Sky nods lightly. Whatever animosity he feels for Saul, Sky knows he can be trusted with Y/N’s safety. If there’s anyone here, besides Sky, willing to go to great lengths to protect Y/N, it’s Saul. It doesn't mean he's happy about his return. Quite the opposite. He spent his entire life lying about everything he thought he knew. Even if he wants to forgive Saul, a part of him resents him for it and always will.

“Now that I’m back, I’ll be taking over ranged combat, the primary method of taking down scrapers.” Saul glances at everyone for a moment before speaking again. “Let’s see what you got.”

Sighing, Sky, Y/N, Riven and Musa move to the stations. Y/N and Musa stand to the side, talking in hushed voices while Sky and Riven begin training.

“It’s like he never fucking left”, Sky grabs an arrow.

“Come on, man. Aren’t we over this anti-Silva shit?” Riven picks up a bow.

“He acts like he has the moral high ground. Hypocrite.” Pulling back the string, Sky shoots the arrow immediately, missing the target completely.

“What? You’d prefer Andreas?”

“At least Andreas is who he is.”

“Yeah, and who he is is a massive prick”, Riven reminds him. “He almost took my arm off in sparring yesterday.”

Barely hitting the target this time, Sky stops. “Stella texted me about Beatrix being gone. Maybe that’s why.”

“I heard Rosalind sent her on a mission, but when I tried to ask him, he pretty much told me to fuck off, so…”

“You don’t know anything, do you, Riven?”

“Nope”, Riven clears his throat. “She’s not my problem anymore. That nightmare is over.” Shooting at the target, Riven misses too. “For homing arrows, these fucking suck.”

Sky chuckles.

“You should focus.” Saul orders. “Combat won’t be as easy as hitting a single target and in situations where Blood witches and scrapers attack together, any loss of focus could cost you greatly.”

“Mind fairies can protect Specialists from Blood witch magic”, Rosalind looks to Y/N and Musa. “Might want to practice before an actual attack happens.”

“You want me to use my magic with everyone here?” Y/N raises her brows.

“You’re the strongest mind fairy here. Probably in the entire Otherworld. All you need is motivation.” Rosalind glances at Sky. “And other fairies can learn from you.”

“I doubt you’d want me to lose control here”, Y/N tries, her voice a little louder than before.

Hearing her, Sky turns around only to find Rosalind’s focus on him.

“Protect him while I simulate an attack or he’ll suffer a tremendous amount of pain.”

Y/N takes a deep breath, her hands trembling as she tries to control her magic. If she doesn’t focus, her powers will go haywire and she can’t be sure who’ll end up hurt because of it. Closing her eyes, she allows the memories of the night before to flood her mind, reminding herself what she’s fighting for. As she does, she feels a surge of ancient magic coursing through her veins, and her body begins to glow with an otherworldly light.

Suddenly, her eyes snap open, and she gasps as she feels her magic take over. It's as if an invisible force is propelling her forward, and she can feel her body moving without her even willing it to.

As she steps forward, her eyes begin to glow with a deep, pulsing purple light. The amount of power threatening to explode sends shivers down her spine.

“I won’t let you hurt him”, she says through gritted teeth, struggling to keep the beast stirring inside her at bay.

“I can feel you”, Rosalind smirks, “Push me away!”

She raises her hand, and a beam of purple energy shoots out from her fingertips, slamming Rosalind into a tree just a few feet behind, pressing her tightly into the bark.

Y/N takes a step back, startled by the power that she's just unleashed. Her heart is racing, once again proving how much control she lacks. She tried to warn Rosalind, but no one ever listens.

Sky rushes toward her, but she’s quick to stop him. “DON’T!” Her eyes are wide and filled with fear, but something else too. Sky can see the longing for release like a bomb wanting to explode and annihilate everything surrounding it.

Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes once again and begins to focus all of her energy on the sound of her heart beating, hoping to slow it down. If she can’t tame this burst of pure power now, she’ll hurt more people.

With a few more deep breaths, the purple glow around her fades and her powers slowly return to their dormant state. She opens her eyes, her gaze clear and focused on Andreas helping Rosalind get up.

An arm wraps around her she recognizes Sky’s scent the moment he pulls her into his side.

She can see Rosalind struggling to keep her composure as she walks toward them. “I suppose that’s a solid way of defending your specialist. I hoped to see you use mind control more than telekinesis. However, what we just witnessed is certainly an interesting development.”

“What do you mean?” Y/N frowns.

“You glowed”, Sky tells her quietly, his hold on her tightening as Rosalind smirks. This made his mission to protect Y/N a lot harder.

“And that means with the right motivation you can transform.”

Narrowing her eyes at Rosalind, Y/N shakes her head. “If you ever threaten Sky again, I’ll make sure you can never threaten anyone again.”

"If he's the key to unlocking your potential", Rosalind begins but Y/N's eyes narrow at her.

"Finish that sentence", she steps closer as her hues turn to purple once more. "I dare you."

Staring at Rosalind with a smirk, Y/N nods. "That's what I thought."

Turning around, she grips Sky’s hand and begins walking.

They can try and stop her, in fact, she’d love for them to provoke her further, but they won’t. No one would dare test her fury now.

PART 11

[backjustforberena]

Okay, stick with me here. S2 AU where Farah was not removed and remains in her position as Headmistress but it's tenuous as all heck. Farah is gilded in glory as a Headmistress who kept her school together amidst the Burned One attacks, and the mentor of Bloom, but Luna is on the attack. She's lost confidence in Farah and just needs one wrong move to get rid of her.

But Farah wants to force Luna's hand. She wants Solarian aid, not just in rooting out what's going in with the scrapers but with the search for Rosalind Hale (it's not widely known that Rosalind is alive, nor that she's a psychopath, of course) - so far Saul has been coordinating that on his own. Farah is dogmatic that Rosalind must be found and apprehended, even if it means blackmailing Luna on exposing Aster Dell.

She chooses the Alumni Dinner to do it. Make it a public show, Luna can't say no, etc etc. Luna has to pledge support. Except, Luna has her own plans. Given that students are missing and there are creatures that Farah has no answers for, Luna has enlisted someone who does know what they are facing and is fully prepared to take on a post at Alfea, specifically to do so. Someone considered a war hero and previously lost.

At the Alumni Dinner, Luna brings out Rosalind.

After all, Farah wanted support... didn't she?

[it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream]

Not me realising that I’ve been calling ‘Beacon hills’ ‘Beacon falls’ because I’ve also been thinking about TVD

If TW and TVD had a cross over. Mystic hills and beacon falls

[evycloudberry]

* note: I am writing this as (Y/N) being a fire fairy.

* note: I did not name the friends, so all readers can ‘personalize’ this story easily. They are mentioned according to their ability.

Disclaimer: swearing

Taglist: @slytherinambitious @ellatitanium @untalentedsideoffandoms

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Begin Again (Part 9)

"Talk about the devil," her brother remarked, nodding towards the figure at the entrance. "That's definitely my cue to leave!"

And he hurried off in quick footsteps.

She approached him, smiling but a bit puzzled.

"I thought I'd check on you after today's events," he began.

"That's very considerate of you, Riven. You didn't have to," she said appreciatively.

"As crazy as this is going to sound, I care. I can only imagine what happened this evening, so I had to make sure to check on you," he replied sincerely.

"That's very sweet. I am fine. Thank you for taking the time to do that, especially after the hectic day you must have had yourself. You're a good friend," she replied warmly.

He chuckled nervously. "Friend... yeah. Well, this friend saw some pretty ugly shits this evening, and thought he might just take a another big risk before the next attack. We never know, I could run out of luck."

She frowned, puzzled. "I needed to make sure you know that I will fix whatever is going on. I guess it's a fucked-up way to teach me a lesson, but I am going to fight for you. Even if all our memories together are gone from your memory, even if I get erased, I will find a way to get back to normal. Our normal... now that sounded completely insane," he laughed, and she joined in.

"It absolutely did! And to be honest, I am not sure I understand" she admitted.

"Just try to remember that I love you, (Y/N)" he blurted out.

The silence hung heavily. "Your timing is very bad" she said with a low voice.

"And technically, you love me." He added

"You don't say..." she quickly responded, she wanted out of the awkward situation, and passing him, but she stopped abruptly upon hearing his next words.

"And, icing on the cake: You and I, we are dating! Or at least, we were... it's complicated."

"I can see that." She turned to face him

"I broke up with you."

"May I ask why?" she said in a harsh tone, feeling strangely hurt by the revelation

"Honestly, I'm not even sure anymore..."

"Are you doing this because you want closure?" She questioned her heart tightening, and accelerating. But she could not understand why. Could he be telling the truth? Why couldn’t she remember?

"No! I mean, honestly, this situation is fucking confusing..."

"You're a nice guy, Riven. But communication doesn't seem to be your forte. I'm going to assume this was a drunk conversation," she concluded, then turned and left for good.

As she approached her suite, she noticed a shadow at the door.

"This might be creepy, but I was hoping to see you before turning in," Zane greeted her.

"Zane, hey. You didn't have to. Funny, someone had the same idea."

"Oh. Someone I know?"

"Let's not go down that road... it's too late for heavy conversations."

"Well, let's not talk then," he smiled, opening his arms. "Sometimes all you need is a hug. And you look like you could use one right now."

She contemplated it for a moment before accepting. It felt nice—his strong yet gentle arms, his calm and soothing heartbeat, his regular warm breath on her head. It was pleasant yet oddly unsettling. As if this comforting moment was somehow wrong. For now, she decided to push those feelings aside. She was tired, emotionally stirred by her earlier conversations: her brother's warning and Riven's strange revelations had left her feeling on edge. So, she welcomed this support.

Zane started to rub her back and then her arms slowly and tenderly. She relaxed, wrapping her arms around his waist, savoring the moment. How could this be wrong? His lips brushed against her forehead, and he gave her a gentle kiss. She shifted her body slightly, just enough to look up. Only a few inches separated their faces, their noses almost touching. His eyes admired her features, eventually moving to her lips. With no opposition from her, he leaned in.

Her mind got hazy for a moment, enjoying the softness of his lips on hers, warm and gentle. She opened her eyes and gently pushed on his torso, creating some space between them. They gazed at each other, both smiling.

She broke the silence first. "I'm sorry. We have a rule about boys staying over that prevents me from asking you to stay the night..."

"Well, we could go to my dorm? Nothing frisky, I swear. It's just that... it would be such a shame to walk away right now," he suggested.

She laughed before agreeing. Before leaving together, she slipped into her room to grab some essentials for the next day.

Note: feel free to share your thoughts!

[mayumigojo]

Whispers Amongst the Blooms- Part 1

This is a series I'm working on featuring Saul Silva from Winx Saga and my OC Valerie. More parts are to come hope y'all like it :)

In the heart of Alfea's spring-clad courtyard, where magic bloomed as vividly as the flowers underfoot, the new term's air was electric with the promise of beginnings. Saul Silva, his muscles still singing from the day's rigorous training, navigated this tableau of anticipation, his eyes inadvertently scanning the sea of new faces. It was a ritual of sorts, observing the influx of potential that each term brought to the hallowed grounds of Alfea.

One figure stood distinctly apart among the myriad newcomers—a girl whose presence seemed to command the chaos into a hushed reverence. She navigated the courtyard's vibrancy with an almost otherworldly elegance, her long, ebony hair cascading like a waterfall of shadows, catching whispers of sunlight in its depths. Her eyes, a captivating shade of emerald green, held the mystique of enchanted forests, glowing with an inner light that drew Saul like a moth to a flame. With every step she took, skirting the tranquil embrace of the lake, a cautious grace enveloped her, setting her apart from the throng of new students.

Saul's path veered towards her, his usual assurance tempered by a sudden, uncharacteristic hesitancy. When she turned her face momentarily towards the sun, soaking in its warmth, a silent connection sparked between them, a thread of intrigue that pulled him closer.

Their paths converged as if by destiny's design. "Hi," Saul ventured, stepping into her orbit with confidence and an unfamiliar hesitancy. "I'm Saul Silva, second-year specialist. I take that you're new here, right?"

Valerie, caught slightly off-guard by his approach, nodded, her voice a melody of quiet strength mixed with a hint of reservation. "Yeah, I'm Valerie. It's.. my first day here. Honestly, everything's a bit overwhelming."

Her shyness did not dim the spark in her eyes; if anything, it added to the allure of the mystery that Saul found so captivating. "Alfea can be like that at first. But you'll find your way," he assured her, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "If you need a guide, or just want to talk about anything, I'm mostly here around the specialist grounds."

There was a pause, a moment where the world seemed to hold its breath, before Valerie returned his smile with a tentative one of her own. "Thank you, Saul. I might take you up on that offer sometime. It's all a bit much, but… exciting too."

Just as the first threads of a deeper conversation began to weave between them, a voice called out to Saul, pulling him back to reality. "Silva! We need you back at the grounds!"

With a regretful glance, Saul excused himself, promising, "We'll talk again, Valerie. Welcome to Alfea."

As he walked away, Valerie's gaze followed him, a gentle smile gracing her lips—a smile that held the promise of future encounters, of mysteries to be shared and perhaps, in time, unraveled together.

In that brief meeting, under the burgeoning life of Alfea's enchanted spring, Saul and Valerie's paths crossed in a dance of fate and curiosity. It was but a fleeting moment, yet it promised the beginning of a journey neither of them had anticipated—one woven with the threads of magic, mystery, and an unfolding connection that would challenge and change them in ways they could scarcely imagine.

[owen-writes]

Reckless

Saul Silva x Gender Neutral Teen Reader (Platonic)

Self indulgent. Made in mind with male reader but no pronouns mentioned.

You stride into Saul Silva's office with a smirk on your face, completely oblivious to the frustration etched across his. "Hey, Saul, got a minute?" Your voice carries the arrogance only a rebellious teenager can muster.

Saul sighs, glancing up from his paperwork. "What did you do this time?" he asks, a mix of weariness and concern in his eyes.

You flop into the chair opposite his desk, propping your feet up. "Just a minor altercation with some rules. You know, the usual."

Saul rubs his temples, "We can't keep having these 'minor altercations,' especially with your record. You're here to learn and become a specialist, not to be a troublemaker."

You roll your eyes, "Relax, Saul. It's not like I'm out there causing chaos."

He leans forward, locking eyes with you. "This isn't a joke, kid. Your potential is wasted on your defiance. I've been patient, but I'm running out of it."

You chuckle, dismissing his concern. "Come on, Saul. Lighten up. It's not like I'm the only one bending the rules around here."

Saul's stern expression deepens. "That's not an excuse. This isn't a game. You're risking not just your future but the safety of everyone here."

You lean back, crossing your arms defiantly. "I can handle myself, Saul. I don't need you breathing down my neck all the time."

He leans back, frustration evident in his voice. "I'm not doing this to ruin your fun. I'm doing it because I care about you, and I want you to succeed. But you need to start taking things seriously."

You scoff, "Taking things seriously is overrated. I've got skills, Saul. I'll be fine."

He leans back, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Skills alone won't cut it. Discipline and respect for authority are just as crucial. You're not invincible."

You smirk, unimpressed. "I'll worry about that when the time comes. For now, I'll stick to what works for me."

Saul leans forward again, his eyes searching for a way to break through your stubborn facade. "You remind me of someone I used to know, someone who thought the same way you do. It didn't end well for him."

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued despite yourself. "Oh? What happened to this rebel?"

Saul's gaze turns distant, memories surfacing. "He lost sight of what truly mattered, let his ego dictate his choices. I don't want to see history repeat itself."

You pause, the gravity of his words sinking in. "I'm not like anyone else, Saul. I know what I'm doing."

He leans back, resignation in his eyes. "I hope you're right. But if you keep down this path, you might find out how wrong you can be."

You leave his office, the conversation lingering in your mind. Maybe Saul sees something you don't. Or maybe, just maybe, you're destined to carve your own reckless path, consequences be damned.

You sneak through the barrier, convinced you're pulling off the perfect escape from class. As you emerge on the other side, a sense of triumph washes over you. However, that triumph quickly turns to dread as you come face to face with a Burned One – a creature that sends shivers down your spine.

Your eyes widen, and for a moment, you're frozen in place. The Burned One's eerie presence is suffocating. It stands there, grotesque and menacing, the scars of its fiery past evident in every charred inch.

A nervous laugh escapes your lips as you take a step back. "Well, this wasn't part of the plan," you mutter to yourself, hoping against hope that the creature won't notice you.

The Burned One turns its head towards you, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly intensity. Panic sets in, and you fumble for the magic skills you've been learning in class. "Come on, think!" you urge yourself, your mind racing to remember the spells that might help.

As you hastily conjure a protective barrier, the Burned One advances. The magic crackles between you and the creature, a desperate shield against the unknown. Sweat beads on your forehead as you struggle to maintain focus, realizing the gravity of the situation.

The Burned One, undeterred by your feeble defense, lunges forward with unexpected speed. Your heart pounds in your chest as you dodge its attack, narrowly avoiding the fiery claws. "Okay, this is bad. Very bad," you mutter under your breath, trying to think of a way out.

With adrenaline pumping, you muster the courage to retaliate. Focusing your energy, you send a burst of elemental magic towards the Burned One. It howls in response, momentarily staggered. Seizing the opportunity, you sprint in the opposite direction, hoping to put some distance between you and the relentless creature.

As you dart through the forest, your mind races with thoughts of survival. You can hear the Burned One behind you, its unearthly howls echoing through the trees. Panic gives way to determination, and you push yourself to the limits, weaving through the labyrinthine pathways of the magical barrier.

You stumble upon a clearing, and with a quick glance over your shoulder, you realize the Burned One is still hot on your heels. The realization hits you – there's no escaping this encounter. You brace yourself, ready to face the consequences of your reckless actions, hoping that your magic skills and a stroke of luck will be enough to fend off the relentless creature.

You gasp as your foot catches on a hidden root, and you find yourself tumbling to the ground, pain shooting through your ankle. Panic sets in as you realize you're vulnerable, defenseless against the approaching Burned One.

Attempting to rise, you wince at the pain in your ankle. Just when it seems like all hope is lost, you hear a fierce clash behind you. Turning around, your eyes widen in disbelief – there's Saul, standing tall with a sword plunged into the Burned One's chest. The creature lets out a final, agonized howl before collapsing.

Saul's expression is a mix of sternness and relief. He swiftly pulls the sword from the Burned One, and as the creature dissolves into ashes, he turns his attention to you. "You really know how to get yourself into trouble, don't you?" he remarks, offering a hand to help you up.

You accept his assistance, leaning on him to alleviate the strain on your injured ankle. "I didn't expect a rescue mission from you, Saul. What took you so long?"

He smirks, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "I was hoping you'd learn your lesson, but it seems like I need to spell it out for you."

Saul guides you back towards the school, his presence a reassuring anchor. "Skipping class and wandering off alone, especially beyond the barrier, is asking for trouble. You need to understand the dangers out here."

You nod, a bit humbled by the gravity of the situation. "I get it, Saul. I just... I thought I could handle it."

He shakes his head, his expression firm. "Handling situations doesn't mean risking your life recklessly. Your actions affect not only you but everyone in this school."

As you both pass through the magical barrier, Saul's tone softens slightly. "I may act tough, but I care about you. I don't want to see you hurt, and I certainly don't want to clean up after your messes."

You glance at the sword in his hand, still processing the fact that he just saved you. "Thanks, Saul. I guess I owe you one."

He chuckles, "You owe me more than one, kid. Now, let's get you back to the infirmary and hope that sprained ankle teaches you a lesson about consequences."

Walking alongside Saul, you reflect on the day's events. Maybe there's more to learn from the experienced specialist than you thought. As the lecture continues, you can't shake the feeling that this unexpected rescue might be a turning point in your rebellious journey at the school.Despite Saul's heroic intervention, the encounter with the Burned One doesn't have the expected impact on your rebellious streak. If anything, it fuels a newfound defiance within you. The adrenaline rush and the thrill of facing danger only strengthen your belief in your own invincibility.

Days after the incident, you find yourself pushing boundaries even further. Skipping more classes, exploring forbidden areas, and disregarding the warnings of both instructors and fellow students. It's as if the confrontation with the Burned One served as confirmation that you can handle anything thrown your way.

One evening, as you sneak out beyond the magical barrier again, Saul catches you in the act. His stern expression reveals his disappointment, and he confronts you with a mix of frustration and concern. "I thought that encounter would make you think twice about your actions, but it seems I was wrong," he says, his voice tinged with disappointment.

You brush off his words with a nonchalant shrug. "I can handle myself, Saul. I proved that with the Burned One."

He shakes his head, "Proving you can survive doesn't mean you should keep putting yourself in harm's way. This isn't a game, and you're not invincible."

Your rebellious grin widens, "Maybe I'm just not cut out for this goody-two-shoes specialist life. I'll forge my own path."

Saul's patience wears thin. "This isn't about being a goody-two-shoes. It's about responsibility and understanding the consequences of your actions. You're heading down a dangerous path, and I won't stand by while you self-destruct."

Ignoring his words, you slip away into the shadows, leaving Saul frustrated and concerned. The allure of rebellion, the thrill of pushing boundaries, becomes an addiction that blinds you to the genuine care Saul has for your well-being.

As your reckless behavior continues, whispers circulate among your peers about the wild specialist who seems determined to defy every rule in the book. The school's reputation is at stake, and Saul, torn between duty and a sense of paternal concern, struggles to rein in your rebellious spirit.

The question remains – will the consequences of your actions finally catch up with you, or will your defiance lead to an even more perilous situation? Only time will tell if you'll heed Saul's warnings or continue down the turbulent path you've chosen.

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༊*·˚ second | riven

★ summary : riven went to your room and found some pretty interesting things about you, oh! also about your little crush on him. 

★ warnings : reader is stella’s sister, angst, slight suicidal thoughts, jealous!reader, slight miscommunication, based on the song heather by conan gray

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You have been the second choice for as ling as you can remember. Being the little sister of Stella, you couldn't actually get away from that. 

Always being left by friends because the other one got more popular. Always having last to be picked in a group assignment. 

Always. 

Until one day you didn't feel like that anymore. Until one day you met him. 

It's weird honestly, having feelings for your sister's boyfriend's best friend. 

That was confusing. 

With Riven you always felt like the first choice. The top priority, and not the backup plan. 

But all of that went down the drain when he suddenly had this thing with Beatrix. 

At first you thought it was just a fling. Although that still hurt you, you thought it was anything but having emotions. 

But they got closer, and to anyone, in one glance they could probably say that they're a couple. 

You were fiddling with your pen in one hand, the bottom of it hitting softly at your forehead while the other holding your journal, you jotting down your latest feels and adventures. With the soft voice of Conan Gray filled the calm atmosphere. 

Everyone was out partying and you chose to stay in your bedroom. It was totally not because you were avoiding someone. 

Totally. 

Okay fine you were. You didn't want to see the guy you're into sucking faces with another person. 

"I still remember," the first verse of the song already made you let out a grunt, the song literally sounded what you felt currently. 

But as much as you wanted to turn it off, it was such a heartfelt song that you just couldn't. So you joined in singing it. 

"Third of December," you softly sang as you continued to write about what interesting thing has happened in the past week. 

"me in your sweater," the lyric made you think about a memory of you and Riven. You just have gotten into a fight with your mother, all the yelling sent your mind into a spiral, you felt like honestly drowning yourself. 

It was just too much. 

You didn't know why but your legs carried you to Riven and Sky's room. Your nose twitches every so often as the cold air hits you. 

You knocked on the door and Riven woke up from his sleep, opening it. It left him slightly baffled to see you with red puffy eyes with tear stains on your cheeks. 

The door creaked open and your heart skipped a beat looking at his shirtless figure, with bed hair. 

God he looked so good. 

He moved to the side to let you in the room, and as you were in, you immediately tackled the boy into a hug. 

You're on your tippy toes, arms wrapped around his neck, your nose inhaling his scent. 

The scent alone made you calmer but when he securely wrapped his hands around your waist, you felt home. 

"You're okay. You're okay." he soothed out as his fingers gently played with your hair. 

Sky was out so it's only you two in their room. 

Your shaking figure calmed down as he moved you guys to the bed. Softly laying you down. 

He noticed how you ran your hands to your arms, trying to get a sense of heat in the chilly atmosphere. So he went to grab his sweater from the closet and hand it to you. 

You look up at him confused, "What's this for?" you asked. 

"You looked like you were cold." he said, shrugging his shoulders and nudging his sweater closer to you. 

"Thanks." you smiled and didn't take down the offer as you quickly wore it. The familiar scent of him filled your nostrils as you sighed in relief, feeling the warmth enveloping you. 

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked softly, sitting down beside you on his bed — not wanting to break you more in your already fragile state. 

You were too tired to think as you shook your head. "No." 

"Alright, you can stay here tonight if you'd like." he nervously offered. As close as you guys are, you didn't actually go past the 'cuddling' stage. 

You felt your heartbeat picked up, as you said, "Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother-" 

"Yeah I'm sure." he answered quickly, ending your rambling. 

You let out a soft 'okay' as you laid back onto his bed. The softness of the mattress invites your sleepiness. 

Your body curled up in a ball as you rested on your left side. The bed dipped down indicating Riven moved to lay beside you.

It was awkward for a minute, Riven wanting nothing more than to just hold you close to him, but he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. So he just laid there staring up at the ceiling.

You were already half asleep as you moved to your other side and curled up with him. 

He froze for a second, a lot of thoughts cursing through his head. It was almost like you could feel his stiff figure as you snuggled more into him, arms went to his stomach, your head on his chest.

A loop-sided grin made its way to Riven's face as he relaxed his body, his hand moved to your back drawing circles and having the best sleep in his life.

As the memory faded away, the song already is at it's chorus, "but I watch your eyes as she walks by, what a sight for sore eyes,"

You were so into the song you didn't even realise your bedroom door was open, there stood Riven staring at you in awe.

The boy has never heard you sing before and it blew him away.

"brighter than the blue sky, she's got you mesmerised, while I die," you softly continued as little pricks of tears came on the edge of your eyes.

While you were at your table, Riven moved from his spot and moved to your bed as it creaked, immediately stopping you from singing more.

You jumped up from your spot and was met with Riven staring adoringly at you. 

"Do you not know what knocking is?!" you shrieked at him. Mad that he scared you like that and because he caught you singing a song when you were thinking of him.

Riven ignored your little outburst as he said, "Why didn't you tell me you can sing?" with a small smirk on his face.

You sighed, as you answered his question with a question. "What are you doing here?" the edge to your voice was almost unrecognisable but Riven picked that up first thing.

His smile faltered, but he shrugged his shoulders acting like he didn't care. "The party got boring." in all honesty he just missed you, but he wouldn't tell you that. 

You clenched your jaw, the second result. Again. "Well, where's Beatrix? Thought she was keeping you company." the tone of your voice dipped with such venom. 

From snapping more, you moved around your room picking up clothes that were on the floor to distract yourself.

Riv looked at you, distraught. What did he do? He thought. 

He too moved from his spot and went to the table, noticing the book you once held. 

You were too angry and pissed to notice him flicking some of the pages. 

First it was all about the classes, the colour of the sky, the teacher being annoying. 

But one sentence got his eye, it was his name. 

okay maybe i do have a teeny weensy crush on riven but that's just it. 

it's how it's always been, and nothing is going to change that. 

oh my god why am i writing like i'm a̶c̶u̶a̶t̶l̶y actually talking to you. 

shit i'm late for class, bye love u. 

Riven's eyes widened as his mouth gaped wide open. 

The silence disturbed you as you looked back at him, noticing his shocked face, looking into your journal. 

The clothes you once held all fell to the floor as you rushed to your table snatching the book away. 

"What is wrong with you?!" you finally snapped. The rage and embarrassment bubbling inside you. 

"Is it true?" he softly asked, meeting your eyes. You looked away immediately to be ashamed that he found out this way. 

"It doesn't matter. You should go." you bitterly spat out, shoving your journal into the edge of the table where no one would think to look for it. 

Riven scoffed, "Yeah, it does." he said, moving to stand in front of you. 

You hesitantly met his eyes, "No it doesn't." you said to him firmly, almost threatening him to not talk about it any further. 

But we all know how stubborn Riven is, he's not going to back down for his life. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked harshly. 

"And what? For you to just leave me? What would happen? What would happen differently, Riv? Tell me." your voice went louder as the sentence went, your head held highly in front of him. 

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife, you didn't even realise you took a step forward. Your chests are almost touching each other. 

Your breathing was heavy because all the pent up feelings you have for the boy in front of you coming out like a tidal wave. 

The tension was too much for Riven as cupped your face in his hands and connected his lips with yours. 

You sharply took an intake of breath, the kiss sent you speechless. But he pulled away before you could even respond. 

"That would happen." he breathed out, head fuzzy from the kiss. You don't know how much he has dreamt about kissing you. 

"Oh." you stupidly let out, not comprehending the situation at hand. 

Riven chuckled as his hands went down wrapping them around your waist. 

"Wait, wait what about Beatrix?" you asked, not wanting to be solved as the second choice, again. 

"Nothing." he said, staring at you with that look. 

"Nothing?" you questioned, raising your eyebrows. 

He nodded, "Yeah, nothing. You're my first choice, always." a smile made its way to his lips, loving the feeling of you in his hands. 

You grinned and your lips sealed once again. Your hands rest on his chest, him bringing you closer by your waist. 

I wish I were heather.

reblog for a kiss <3

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Saul silva x teen!reader - safe now

Hello. Could you please write a Saul Silva xTeen reader story where the reader is outside the barrier, encounters a Burned One, and gets attacked, and Saul saves them? Maybe reader got scared and is not one of the best specialists. Anyway, can you using the new prompt list, number 85? Thanks - Anon💜

85: “You’ll be safe with me.”

You knew the rules, you knew that you weren’t supposed to be out this far, but it was the only place that you were able to train in peace.

You wanted to get better at fighting, you wanted to be able to do everything that all the other specialists could do, so you spent most of your free time there just training.

You had never had a problem with anything while you were this far out, so when you heard the sound of running towards you it put you on high alert.

Turning around you tried to find where the noise was coming from.

That’s when it came running out of the trees and directly at you.

You barely managed to dodge the burned one, and you jumped back to your feet, raising your sword with shaky hands as you looked at it.

You weren’t anywhere near as fast as the creature, so you knew you wouldn’t be able to out run it, your only hope was to try and fight it instead.

But you couldn’t fight it either, so you spun around, heart pounding in your chest as you tried to run back through the trees, hoping maybe they would slow it down enough so you could at least hide somewhere.

Luck however wasn’t on your side, you felt the pain go right down your side, sending you tumbling to the ground.

“(Y/N)!”

Silva had been tracking the burned one, so he knew it had come this way.

He swung his sword, wounding the creature and it jumped from you.

Silva stood over you, then lunged for the creature again, this time it lunged back but missed.

Something else seemed to catch its attention because soon it was sprinting away and he cursed, quickly turning his attention back to you as he pulled his phone out.

“Hey, hey look at me.”

You turned your gaze to your headmaster, tears in your eyes as you tried to get up, but he wouldn’t let you.

He quickly stuffed his phone back into his pocket and he pulled something else out.

“Here.”

Silva lifted your head, getting you to drink from the small bottle, then he turned his attention to your injury.

“Alright, it’s not that deep. Can you walk?”

You let out a sob, shaking your head.

“No, no, no, please… it hurts sir… it’s hurts…”

Silva sighed softly, placing his hand on your forehead.

“I know, I know it does (Y/N) but we can’t stay here, it’s not safe.”

You shook your head, turning your gaze away from him.

“I.. I don’t… I don’t want to die…” you cried.

“You’re not going to die, you’ll be up in no time.”

Silva looked around, clearly you weren’t going to be able to get up by yourself, and he didn’t think you were going to be able to walk very far either.

He grabbed your sword, placing it over you and he swiftly picked you up, making you cry out in pain, then took your sword from you just in case he needed it.

“Make it stop…” you cried.

Silva looked down at you.

He knew the pain you were going through, he knew how much it burned and how much it hurt, and he hated the fact that right now he couldn’t do anything to help you.

He kept jogging, needing to get back to Alfea as soon as possible.

“You’re going to be alright, don’t worry.” He said gently.

Silva still had some distance to go until he was back at Alfea, but he’d managed to stumble across a road, so he sent his location.

They could get here a lot faster then he could get there, so he slowly sat you down next to the road, resting your back against him as he held your side.

“Nearly there…” he whispered.

You sniffled, shaking your head.

“It’s not.. it’s not safe…”

Silva let you take his hand and hold it tightly in yours.

“You’ll be safe with me.”

You slowly nodded your head.

“I’m so sorry… I’m sorry…”

“Hey stop that. Stop saying you’re sorry it’s not your fault. You couldn’t have known.”

You just let apologising and there was nothing he could do except sit there and hold you, trying to apply pressure to your wound.

“You’re going to be just fine…” he whispered.

You rested your head back, letting out small cries of pain.

Sometimes you would still attempt to get up but you were quickly stopped so you didn’t hurt yourself anymore than you were.

It wasn’t long until a familiar car pulled you and Silva helped them put you in the backseat, rushing you back to the school where they could stabilise you for the hospital to help more.

If they didn’t find the burned one and kill it then you’d die, if they didn’t sort out your side then you’d die as well.

As silva looked at you, blood standing a good amount of the hoodie you were wearing, and your hands trembled, tears falling down your face, he knew there was a good chance either way you’d die.

He didn’t tell you that, but going by the heavy silence that filled the car, he wasn’t the only one he knew this.

He wasn’t sure if you knew, but he wasn’t going to tell you, because you were scared already and he didn’t want to scare you any more.

So, he held your hand, reassuring you that you weren’t alone, that he was there and that you were safe now and everything was going to be alright