#musa snapping a little

[lynpheas]

i have a paper to write but. i cannot stop thinking about musa and stella. their dynamic is SO underrated…

they both have such strong personalities except musa is a lot more understated and subtle while stella is more exuberant and outgoing!! but in a subversion of expectations, stella is so down to support musa being in the spotlight — like in their s2 red fountain performance where stella did backup vocals/dancing while musa sang her heart out.

they both have familial issues & come from very different backgrounds, which simultaneously threads them together through a commonality and then sets them apart. for example, they both understand somewhat unconventional family dynamics and the absence of a parent, their mothers. stella’s parents were so busy arguing and just generally being unhappy in their relationship that they overlooked stella and how they made her feel and how their actions affected her. the loss of stella’s mother in her life is something we can infer that stella has had very little room to openly discuss with her parents, and so she has all of these internalized and idealized hopes for a future that we know will never come to pass. but she’s navigating these feelings without proper support from luna and radius. similarly, after musa’s mother’s passing, musa’s father reacted to his grief without taking into account how these events affected musa. ho-boe blamed music for matlin’s passing and so he rejected it completely, imposing that will upon musa and straining their relationship because of it. musa’s only avenue of feeling close with her mother is through music, but her feelings are disregarded and so she has to navigate this relationship with music and also her late mother all on her own.

however, for stella, she is a princess and her parents are merely divorced; so, although she rarely sees her mom and her parents don’t get along, she still has the option to go see her. i think you could say, on top of needing to be charismatic and charming as a leader, stella’s exuberant personality might’ve developed as a result of her wanting more of her parents’ attention, to be seen and understood by them. i think the 4kids dub may say otherwise, but i think it’s fairly clear that musa comes from a more modest background. and contrastingly to stella, musa has completely lost her mother and so their connection is almost…spiritual? and introspective. without her father’s guidance and understanding, musa would more have to retreat into herself. still, both of them are individuals with strong senses of self—their specific familial situations have simply informed their coping strategies and the personalities they’ve developed.

with or without that background in mind, i also just love the way stella and musa’s personalities play off of each other! because of their strong personalities, they’re prone to disagreement and small clashes. musa’s more sensitive, while stella is—although well-intentioned—more thoughtless with her words. i find musa to be more measured, but perhaps equally as blunt at times. these personality differences might result in small but realistic bumps and tiffs within their friendship, but they also have a shared understanding of one another that gives their relationship a strong foundation. and again, despite musa seeming more chill and stella seeming more prone to wanting the spotlight, stella is absolutely musa’s cheerleader!

[kifkay]

Winx and their Favourite Literary Tropes

Bloom: Found Family. The girl is queer, most likely a fan fiction enjoyer, if not a writer, and has been bullied. She is THE target demographic for this trope.

(plus, she literally went on and created her very own family of Winx)

Musa: Other than the very obvious choice of Your Crush is Mean to Everyone but You (ahem, ahem, Riven), Musa would love the Soulmates trope. It’s very comforting, to believe that there exists a person cosmically tied to you — someone who will have to love you, in spite of your flaws and hurts. Belong to you fully.

Aisha: although Aisha is usually a very calm and compassionate person, I think she would find Revenge narratives cathartic. Let the girlie read about a vengeful princess cutting down her past abusers, she deserves it!

Stella: definitely a romance girlie. I could see her either obsessing over a litany of romantic cliches (Prince in Shining Armour, only One Bed, nursing each other’s wounds (but only in theory, blood is disgusting), forced proximity, enemies to lovers, etc) OR hating them all due to how predictable they are. BUT she would definitely despise any toxic romance tropes Musa seems to love: the Mafia ones, the sunshine x grumpy, the “he’s cold but actually cares”. If both people are not whole-heartedly into each other, she’s not into it.

Flora: she is definitely a fantasy girlie (what is even fantasy for the society of Magix?). Particularly, she loves world-building and lore, brimming with their own unique biomes and freaky little creatures. She also likes Anti-Heroes or Misunderstood Villains. They play on all of her emotional strings.

Tecna: contrary to what you may expect, I don’t think Tecna would like sci-fi very much. What is sci-fi to the majority of the universe, to Zenith is reality. She would most likely find fantastical elements of these books cheesy or over-the-top. Tecna would like Heists: dynamic, fast-paced, high stakes. Puzzle pieces coming together to form a brilliant plan, complete with witty banter and colourful characters.

(I also think she would like Dysfunctional Families. Her parents interacted with her only when necessary; she was an only child. She would be fascinated by messy and tragic interactions between people who should walk away, but just can’t part with each other.)

some other characters I thought of:

Roxy: Supernatural, Talking Animal Companion.

Brandon: Hopelessly Devoted, Mutual Pining, Martyr.

Sky: Reverse Damsel in Distress/Distressed Dude? (the heroine saves his captured ass; he’s into girls that can snap him in half).

Nabu: the Chosen One, the Robin Hood, switch-and-bait.

Helia: long journeys as metaphors for a soul search; tending to the other person’s wounds; cosmic or eldritch horror.

Riven: the Princess and the Peasant, Hero saves the Day, Grumpy Mentor who cares.

Timmy: the Headquarters, Secret World, outsmarting your enemies.

Mirta: a fellow enjoyer of Doomed by the narrative, bonus points if it’s sapphic.

[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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[calissarowan]

I was just talking about Darcy and Riven, and it gave me an idea. Consider this, if you will. Riven comes back in season eight, after ‘finding himself’ or whatever he was off doing. He isn’t trying to win Musa back, and she’s not ticked off at him for not calling. (But maybe a bit annoyed he doesn’t want to start things up again, because part of her thought they might, even if she probably made out with that musician guy from the past if she got the chance.) Riven seems calmer, more at peace, and the guys are all trying to figure out why. Eventually, in a teasing joke, Brandon hits the nail on the head. ‘Is there a special young lady we should thank for the change in our big grumpy teddy bear?’ Riven goes all flustered and cagey, and everyone knows: Riven got a new girlfriend! Everyone wants to meet the special girl, of course. (Musa wants to fight her a little bit, and asks all kinds of probing, judgy questions.) But Riven just keeps steadfastly saying they can’t meet her. Stella starts doubting she exists. But Helia knows Riven’s laughing on the phone with someone every night, so this partner is for sure real. Eventually, Riven gives in, and says they can meet her. They all get introduced to a definite stranger, and given a piecemeal explanation of how they met that makes just enough sense you don’t question it, and Bloom gets all weirded out around her, because my god, where has she sensed that energy before? But this time she doesn’t just assault people, and everything goes fine. The girl is probably a witch, with some kind of basic illusion powers, and pretty enough to set Stella and Brandon flirting and getting jealous at the same time. Riven won’t invite her to any events after that, saying he wants to keep his relationship private, and everyone’s disappointed, but they don’t force him, and after their big meet, Riven and his girlfriend are finally alone, and she says how exhausting it was being around all of them, and under an illusion to boot, she drops the illusion, and bam! It’s Darcy this whole time.

While Riven was away, he met her again. The Trix were some of the most powerful witches in the dimension; they’d escaped Omega, they escaped Limbo just fine. It depleted their magic, though. And by this point, all the Trix are just tired. Every time they fight, they get slammed, and they’re sick of losing to pixies, so they’re just done. Quit while they’re alive. Maybe they met up again when Riven was investigating some kind of dark magic problem, maybe monsters, on a remote planet, and he found Darcy on the same trail. He assumed she was the problem, because that’s reasonable, and she fought him away and snapped that she was trying to do the same as him. He asks why, she answers there’s a reward for whoever deals with this, he makes a remark about her not caring about helping people, she’s just out for herself, she snaps that she’s doing this so her sisters can eat, now if he could leave and leave this to her, that’d be great. Riven refuses, keeps on the trail, one probably saves the other at some point, and eventually Darcy blurts out that she’s sorry for how she treated him, she actually really did like him, but supervillains don’t have crushes, and they don’t fall in love, it always ends badly, look at Icy and Tritannus… And Riven cautiously points out that she’s not a supervillain anymore, right? And if she’s still got that crush…maybe this doesn’t have to be the last time they see each other? Darcy’s surprised as hell, but she does still have that crush, and things go from there. Eventually, Riven misses his friends, so he goes back to Red Fountain, but he and Darcy call every night, and he’s always heading out to see her. And the Winx don’t ever have to know, honestly. Their love is their business. (But Helia sees at some point, but just keeps quiet and trusts Riven.) Also, Icy and Stormy go all ‘protective sister’ on Riven, and they get him to promise he’ll never hurt Darcy, especially Icy, because she knows how much it hurts to get betrayed, and Darcy even drags them to apologise to Riven for screwing him over

So, that was my ramble about Driven in season eight, and honestly, I love it! This would have been so cool to see, plus, we’d have seen Riven actually moving on, which he deserved, because we need a better message than, ‘Just keep trying with your toxic ex, eventually it’ll click.’

[smittenbyvillains]

Fallen from Earth 1

Warnings: almost kidnapping

You were sitting at your desk and just wanted to sleep. You had a test to study for but spent hours watching The Winx. It was your favorite. You sighed to yourself. You were going to fail but that did not matter anymore it was your fault. You got up and got into your pajamas and went to the bathroom to use the toilet and wash your hands. You brushed your teeth.

You went back to your room. Your parents never really took care of you. Only talked to you to ask why you were doing poorly in classes. You were slow to learn and it wasn't expected but they didn't seem to listen. You sighed as you crawled into the bed and closed your eyes. You just wished you had a different life now.

When you woke up you noticed girls and a teacher staring at you. You were confused and thought it was a dream. You covered your eyes from the bright lights. You frowned and looked at them. They look familiar.

"She's awake!" The girl with the light brown hair said. She sounded like you had heard her before. You gasped and sat up quickly. You were in shock. That was Flora?! How?! This was a dream for you...

"Hey, it's okay. We aren't going to hurt you." Bloom said.

"Where do you come from though pajamas are not in style." Stella started to speak.

"Earth Stella." You said shaking your head. Everyone froze.

"You know us?" Musa asked a bit worried. You nodded and sighed.

"Hard to explain but this is not my world." You hummed. "I am definitely not a fairy."

"You are," Faragonda said walking in. "You ended up outside of the school randomly."

"But- you all are just a show to me." You protested. Everyone was shocked. A little nervous as well.

"We will have to figure this out." Professor Palladium spoke up. Faragonda nodded.

"For now you will attend here just so we can see how you are here. We will try to fix this." She said. You nodded. They were nervous but you were even more scared and nervous. You weren't a fairy and never will be.

"You will dorm with the Winx for now." Palladium said. This was going to be crazy. When you watched the show you always had a crush on Palladium. He was adorable. You just wondered how far into the show this was. But by how the girls were dressed you figured this was the time around Valtor. Bad timing.

"I um- if I'm correct Valtor is loose?" You asked carefully. Faragonda nodded.

"Yes, so you will not be leaving school grounds without someone to protect you. Valtor might try and use you since you seem to be a bit different.." Faragonda said looking directly at you. You just nodded agreeing. You didn't want to be outside with him free. You knew what he could do.

After you were checked over for any injuries they sent you with the Winx girls for a tutor at the school. Flora and Bloom were nice to you. Stella just asked about fashion. Musa asked about the music and Techna gave you a new phone with everyone's contacts. You added some music you liked into a playlist once you were in your dorm. You lay on the bed. There was a knock on your door.

"Hey! Y/N it's time for lunch. You want to come along with us?" Bloom asked. You thought about it and nodded.

"Sure, but I don't have any clothes." You said. Stella burst in with lots of outfits. The sudden noise made you stumble out of your bed. Stella helped you up and placed outfits in front of you. She put them against you to see which one was best.

"This one," Stella said. "This is the one." She smiled. You just nodded.

"Oh, thanks, Stella." You said shyly. It wasn't going to be so bad here. Stella used her magic by snapping her fingers and making the outfit appear on you.

"No Problem! Now lunchtime." She said and took your arm and joined it with hers leading you to the lunch room. The outfit Stella gave you made you pop out. You had a dark blue crop top and some ripped jeans with some sneakers. You figured that some of your clothes must have appeared with you. You and the girls got lunch and sat down.

The girls were happily chatting. You just played with your food. You weren't used to being friends. Maybe being here isn't going to be that bad. After all, people seem to be worried for you and are super nice. Professor Avalon walked over and handed you your classes. You had a class with each of the girls maybe two of them. You figured it was to protect you. Plus you kinda new spells from watching the show. It was still going to be hard.

During potions class is when you really started to struggle. You mixed the wrong thing into the mixture. A pink cloud of smoke appeared and you started coughing. A few of the other students started laughing but not a nice laugh.

"Why are you even in this class. You don't even seem like a fairy." That stung but you didn't say anything and pretended not to hear anything. All the classes had something similar said and soon everyone stared at you as you walked in the halls. It felt just like back at home.

[skloomdumpster]

Can you do Bloom & Sky in an old, black & white mobster-style movie with fancy dames & sly fellas? Bonus points if there's a feather boa and/or a piano, LOL!

a child raised on TVD and Gossip Girl is a woman who wants tv shows to have more balls and thematic parties, please and thank you.

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Bloom tugs at the knot of her dress. It ties around her neck, then leaves all of her back exposed, before the shiny black fabric reappears just before her ass starts and continues on to the floor, with a long slit allowing her to move around. It's a gorgeous dress yes, but she's terrified it'll move out of place and reveal that she's got a magic knife strapped to her upper thigh.

"Stop doing that" Stella snaps at her, sipping the dry martini in her hands, "where is he?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask a couple more times, maybe we can summon Sky out of the floor" Blooms scoffs and Stella turns her head to glare at her.

Tonight, she's in red and it makes her blue eyes even more sparkly, her frown even more disgusted than normal.

"You're such a prick, Bloom" Stella scoffs, fixing the feathery boa she's using to conceal the brooch which has been planted to her cleavage. It's high-tech magic, something that makes Bloom snort just thinking about.

Terra can't wrap her mind around it, but Musa is all over it. She's got a bunch of online hacker friends, one of whom was willing to provide the brooch in question.

Across the room, the pianist starts playing and people move around, taking up the dance floor. Bloom glances at the large grandfather clock, then back to Stella and they exchange a nervous look. If Sky's not back yet, then maybe... Maybe he was caught...

"Princess Stella" a man has the nerve to approach her and Stella visibly winces, but with Queen Luna being the cunt-royale extraordinary, Stella really has to appease to anyone in the court who's willing to side with her. She allows the man to plant his lips briskly over her gloved knuckles and then he's pulling her to the dance floor.

Bloom's alone and panicking by the minute. If Sky failed then not only the mission is jeopardized, but Sky is in danger and that does not fly well with her at all. She knows he's her biggest, most explored weakness.

Her hands are sweating when the music ends, the crowd shuffles around, exchanging partners for the next one - a singer steps on stage, white gloves up to her elbows, black hair reaching her waist in soft angelic waves - and finally Bloom sees him.

Making it down the stairs, clad in a black tuxedo, hair pushed back and a blinding smile on. He's a movie star, Bloom thinks dreamily, letting out a sigh of relief, crumpling down on her chair in an unladylike manner.

Sky crosses the ballroom, navigating between the dancing couples and makes it to her a minute too late, because another guy gets there first. An older man with a goatee, asking for a dance with the Dragon Flame. He even calls her as such, the Dragon Flame. Some men should be slapped with sense across the face, see if they got a hint.

She's looking offended and floored at the old guy, trying to come up with a witty response, but she's never been really good at that, when Sky steps in. Exuding confidence.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Valinor, but I believe the Dragon Flame already has a date" he says, all calm, before promptly turning away from the man, looking at Bloom. His smile is so smug, it makes her cheeks burn, "do you wanna dance?"

She takes his hand, allows Sky to guide her to the middle of the ballroom, leaving behind Mr. Vallinor, one of the main philanthropists for tonight's fundraiser and the whole reason why the thing was thematic.

Sky twirls her once as they step into the ballroom and then his cheek is to her temple and her hand in his, as he easily guides her around. Bless Silva's ballroom classes. She trips once, Sky's hand on her waist squeezes her a little tighter, but he doesn't even mention it.

"What took you so long?" she whispers, looking past his shoulder. She's wearing huge heels tonight, part of the reason why Sky's hands on hers are holding her up every time he makes them step around in a complicated pattern.

He turns his head and his lips brush over her brow, twist in a smile as he leans in to whisper in her ear, "don't stop smiling" she forces a smile on, "may have had to knock out a guard, but everything is fine."

He wasn't meant to knock out anybody, it was an in and out type of mission, they just needed the damn magic book back. Bloom squeezes her eyes shut and Sky bites at her earlobe, "keep smiling, B."

Oh yes, she forces her lips to keep smiling, throws her head back in a false laughter, only so she can glare at her boyfriend. Against his shoulder once more, she whispers, "that was not the plan."

"It was either that or let him kill me, I figured you'd be less upset with the choice I made," Sky scoffs, before kissing her cheek, "calm down. Nothing bad is going to happen."

"What if he wakes up?"

"He won't be a problem," Sky reassures her and Bloom nods slowly. He's never let her down, Sky always comes through with everything. She sighs and then intertwines their fingers, allowing Sky to dip her.

"Let's enjoy the night then" she says and Sky smiles, nose brushing on hers as he leans over her, his hand on her naked back.

"We have until Stell gives us the sign" he agrees, straightening her up, nose to nose. Maybe these rich people parties are not such a waste of time, not if she gets to see Sky in that, not if they waltz around the ballroom for six songs in a row.

[huntinghags]

9. Diverging Paths

Song pairing: https://vandalorum.bandcamp.com/track/folly-of-man

[the story of Bakar and Musa]

It had been three winters since they’d been taken under Belir’s wing, the two of them inseparable. Hailing from the same village on the outskirts of Thuvia, they were cut from the same cloth. Brothers in all but blood, Bakar and Musa had worked tirelessly together. Their master’s tutelage promised them a new and better life, one where they could do better than beg for scraps and have their throats scraped by the barren and hostile desert air. Belir always searched for such boys: those desperate for opportunity, those who had managed to carve out a life in whatever miserable pit he’d pulled them from. Boys like Bakar and Musa were the ones that would fight tooth and nail to not return from where he'd found them.

            Belir had grown old, at least old for a hunter. The lives of witch hunters were short, and it was a mark of his peerless skill that he’d lived to see his hair turn gray. To keep their craft alive, and the Inner Seas region safe, the Order of the Iron Shadow passed its art down through apprenticeship. Before his death, a hunter was meant to train another. It often meant taking an apprentice early on into life, for few hunters had enough battles in them to last long. Belir, however, had trained many during his time as the chief of the Order and he had outlived almost all of them. The youngest group would show promise, he hoped, and would hold an individual that he could pass down his amulet to when he departed. They at least seemed more worth their salt than any of the sorry souls around him, who sat content to drink themselves to an early grave before a hag could claim them.

            Bakar and Musa's training was nearly complete, and before the next moon cycle they, along with the rest of the trainees, would claim their rights as hunters true. In preparation, they had each been paired and sent on smaller jobs to test their mettle.

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            Night in the desert was quiet, save for the shifting of the sand beneath their boots and the roars that punctuated it, making their ears ring. The darkness only intermittently broken by the gouts of flame that poured forth from the chimera as it crashed through the dunes after its assailants. It was a delicate dance that the boys played, one weaved in to take the brunt of the beast’s assault and attention while the other whatever small opening he could force. They had made little progress; only the goat’s head lay lame. The chimera ruthlessly walled them with fang, fire, and poison, already Bakar and Musa both felt the tips of their cloaks singed and bore long scratches from failed attempts to penetrate its defenses. It felt like they had been fighting for hours, their labored breaths misting the air in front of them. Musa’s great axe dipped slightly, the weight of it catching up to even a boy of his size and strength.

            Dodging another deluge of flame, Musa surged forward, catching the lion’s gaping maw on the pole of his axe. Bakar emerged from shadow, and with a long overhead sweep he cleaved down upon the dragon head, severing it wholly. The beast reeled back in pain and confusion, giving Musa enough ground to heft it off of his axe. With the last of his strength he brought it down onto the lion, splitting its skull. Delirious and tired, he began to laugh, and turned to face his brother in arms, a wide smile plastered across his face. Bakar however, remained focused, and it was good that he had. In the final death throw, the chimera’s tail snapped around, the horrid snake upon it poised to strike the gloating hunter. Bakar roughly pulled Musa aside by the shoulder and slashed out, separating the tail from the body. The two boys collapsed into the sand, hearts racing and bodies shaking. Musa embraced Bakar and sung his praises in every tavern they visited on the road home.

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            “Can you imagine the looks on their faces when we return with the heads of a chimera? I doubt the others will bring back a mark half as good.” Musa crowed as he secured the last of their trophies onto Bakar’s camel.

            “I imagine old Belir might even crack a smile, though you’ll have to look for it beneath all of his scars.” Bakar chuckled, taking a long swig from his flask. He swayed slightly on his saddle, already long drunk from the festivities the village had thrown them when they’d returned victorious.  

            “This is just the start, my friend! All of the bards of the Inner Seas will sing of us when we gain our amulets. There won’t be a crone that doesn’t fear the names Bakar and Musa, nor lady who doesn’t swoon as we pass. Oh, just think of it, Bakar!” Musa loudly boasted, taking more than one try to clamber up onto his beast of burden.

            “I think you are deep in your cups.” The shorter hunter offered his friend a steadying hand, though it nearly toppled the both of them.

            “As if I didn’t see you telling our story to any maiden that would listen as they filled your stein to the brim, you love and wine drunk fool! Musa countered, snatching the flask from Bakar and shaking it dismissively as he found it nearly empty. Bakar only returned a wry smile and a shrug.

            “Look, I didn’t say I wouldn’t enjoy the fame when it inevitably comes to us. We do have to get home first, hero. The true glory comes when we kill our first hag. That will be a night to truly remember.” Bakar kicked at the side of his camel, urging it forward, and the two began the long journey back.

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Song pairing: https://thefogweaver.bandcamp.com/track/inien

            The night of the first hag had been one to remember, for none of the other boys had come home. Musa and Bakar both had claimed their prizes, but Bakar had returned scarred in more ways than one. While his old friend rejoiced, he found no stomach for hedonism. The dream they’d shared in the Thuvian desert tasted like ash in his mouth.

            Years later, their master, Belir, finally passed. The old hunter had taken the blood hag with him, but died of his wounds days later in his bed. His amulet and his title were to be entrusted to another.

            Bakar closed the door behind him, letting the latch softly click back into place. He stared at Musa’s back, the fellow hunter had left the room minutes before and stood, fists clenched silent in the hallway.

            “It would be you, wouldn’t it?” Musa’s low voice was a hiss of a whisper, but Bakar could hear the pain, sorrow, and venom in it all the same. He looked down at the worn golden amulet in his hand, Belir had given it to him, and with it, the seat of leadership he’d left empty with his passing.

            “Musa…” Bakar said quietly, and waited for the other hunter to turn and face him. After a long pause, Musa turned, but did not look him in the eye.

            “I don’t want it. It suits you better.” Bakar held out the amulet, Musa only eyed it with a scowl and made no move to reach for it.

            “The amulet of the master goes to the strongest pupil, it is yours by right. You are to lead us now, Bakar Muru of the Laughing Shadow. Belir's finest pupil.” Musa bit out, each word slow and deliberate.

            “We both know it takes more than strength to lead. He should have passed it to you.” Bakar's voice was soft and low.

“You mock his choice? It was always you Bakar. It was to you he taught you the oldest of our arts, the way of shadow. From the moment he found us in our village it has always been you. I do not need your useless pity.” Musa’s voice rose, but he dared not let it ring through the hallway.

“He saw me for what he wanted me to be, not what I am.”

“You were that man once, not whatever this is.” Musa spit.

“…”

“You walk these halls like a corpse, just waiting for the day when you are finally the one hunted. Don’t think we don’t all see it.” Musa grabbed Bakar by the shirt, wresting him forward. Bakar let himself be limp, and offered no resistance.

“And that is why you must lead. The men won’t follow me, shouldn’t follow me. Please, old friend. Do not lay this mantle at my feet. Our master’s wishes be damned.” Bakar placed one hand upon Musa’s. The taller hunter took one long breath, and released him.

“Fine. But you will keep Belir’s amulet, I will not have the weight of his choice around my neck. That is your burden to bear.” Musa turned his back on Bakar, and left him in the hallway. The pair never spoke of Belir’s parting words to each other again, or to another soul.

[leadingrebel]

Riven doesn’t say anything the first time nor the second one, the tenth or the fifteenth. He bites his tongue from twentieth to thirtieth. He claws silently at the wall when he hears Sky throwing up four days in a row.

Riven thinks he’s doing a fine job of playing the lenient, understanding friend — simply palming Sky’s shoulder when he reeks of vomit and can barely stand straight — and he’s skinning his knuckles raw trying to keep still the terrified brother inside of him.

But even he has a limit. And it’s the moment when Silva’s gaze steels away from empathy when Sky spits at his feet, when he breaks Dane’s nose and Luke dislocates his shoulder in return, when Musa bolts from the cafeteria the moment Sky enters and doesn’t come near Riven as long as they’re together, when not even Terra wants to play the understanding defender anymore and Stella stops trying to pull him up because he’s dragging her down and down.

The tears in Stella’s eyes make Riven realise Sky might be too heavy to pull up just by sheer force. He might need someone that goes down with him and stays there, drowning placidly.

He realises all those words fit well enough to be a poem for his epitaph.

His own epitaph.

So, he jumps and goes down.

The next time he catches Sky drinking, he joins him. They share the bottle while he says some idiot remarks. Riven ends up drunk — and Sky doesn’t vomit.

He starts to drink faster than Sky after a couple of weeks. Riven wakes up with horrible headaches and snaps at everyone and makes Musa ditch training with him for a whole week — and Sky sleeps five entire hours each day without pills to pass out.

He drinks in larger gulps when he thinks Sky is annoyed by him grabbing the bottle so much. Riven throws up in the bathroom at the end of their hall and tastes bile in his throat every morning after breakfast — and Sky looks at him with lucid eyes and eats a whole plate of food at lunch.

Days are confusing and he can’t remember the luxury of fresh breath or a clear mind when Sky fights back.

Their room is a mess. Riven didn’t want to let it become this but his head is constantly split open and just the thought of moving his muscles even more after training makes him sick to his stomach. He thought he could handle drowning with Sky while also drawing some oxygen from the surface so they don’t suffocate, but it seems he thought too much of himself.

He can bear the awful feeling of his body with some smokes but he can’t fight it all, he can’t keep his head afloat while actively trying to drown.

But he’s definitely going to try.

Sky looks at him from under his eyelashes when he takes a gulp so big his cheeks flood, and he has to swallow three times to empty his mouth.

“Hey,” he protests. “I have to get drunk, too.”

Riven knows Sky’s had a bad day — one of Bloom’s rings was under their sofa and he pushed Silva off a training platform to throw it to the pond with a ragged scream — but Riven is feeling very, very tired of being the less shit of the two.

“I can get drunk for both of us, mate” Riven puts a smirk in place and shakes the bottle in the air. “I’ve been doing it since we met.”

Something in the light of Sky’s eyes hesitates for a second but his brow furrow with a blink and it’s gone.

“Well, I have a lot of catching up to do so give it here.” He reaches for the bottle but it flies through the air, and he misses it.

Riven’s teeth clench and his nostrils flare before drinking the largest swig of the night.

“What the fuck, Riv?!” Sky’s shove makes whisky run down his neck and him, fall on his side over the duvet.

The alcohol in his veins forces something embarrassingly soft escape from his lips and he burrows his face in the bed, hoping Sky can’t hear him.

Taking deep breaths of sheets that haven’t smelt clean in a month, Riven tries to clear his thoughts and find strength in the deepest part of a dark corner to try to pull Sky up. Just a little. Please. Just a little.

He leaves the bottle balancing precariously against a pillow and straightens his back to look at the other side of the bed. His hands are now free to hold Sky’s neck from both sides and bring him closer until their foreheads touch.

His shoulders sink with a sudden weight and his fingers tangle in blond hair to avoid falling down.

His entire body sags against that single point of connection.

“Sky,” his voice leaves him in a whine, like the last sounds of a wounded animal. “I’m here.”

There’s bile under his tongue and he no longer can tell the difference between emotional and physical.

“I’m here,” he repeats, pupils drilling into Sky’s to make him understand — make him see.

Sky’s jaw moves, but his lips don’t. He remains silent, but a hand fists Riven’s shirt tight enough to leave a mark. His head becomes heavier and his breaths, shorter.

Riven blinks repeatedly to avoid the sickness growing in his stomach from looking at something so closely.

“You— you don’t have to,” Sky murmurs after a while.

Air rushes through the veins in Riven’s body and leaves in a deep sigh, the tip of his nose sliding until it bumps with another.

“I’m gonna be here until we can be somewhere else.”

Silence envelopes them again.

The fist in his shirt unclenches and runs up his chest to join the other one in holding the back of his shirt’s collar. He hears Sky’s teeth grind and the bones of his jaw moving and the sound of his throat working.

He feels timid fingers brushing the hair at his nape.

“We can start looking for somewhere else tomorrow,” Sky whispers, voice cracking twice in a sentence.

Riven knows better than to believe such an easy-looking path, but he believes in the trembling, scared self-distrust lacing Sky’s words.

He grabs the neck of the bottle with one hand and weaves the tip of his fingers through Sky’s.

“Tomorrow.”

i wanna know what they were gonna actually do with Sky’s relationship with alcohol plotline that got dropped along with everything else. In s1, Sky not drinking before the kegger because he’s worried about Silva. criticizing Riven for drinking too much. drinking at the party anyway because Bloom, chasing the burned one because he was drunk and angry. in s2, drinking for fun in Blackbridge and drinking secretly while on guard duty. Andreas telling him to get drunk to cope. Saul telling him not to and just fucking deal with it. 

was he drunk when Sebastian found him? does he turn back to alcohol after Bloom leaves for the shadow realm? does Riven, notorious substance user Riven, manage to get through to him in a way Saul can’t?

[sehnsuchts-trunken]

Something with Riven from fate, like its first day of school and everyone get to know each and there is this pretty y/n thath turns out to be Ric's girlfriend which no one from winx expected.

Just a little thought 😅. But feel free to do anything you want.

I really do like this, and since I will be hyperfixating on fate again anyway, already am almost, let's go

also I changed your prompt up a little, because I liked this idea better, but hopefully you can still enjoy it as I did!

"So, you're from where, exactly?" Aisha tilted her head to the side and smiled, but you were still nervous enough that you grabbed onto your books until your knuckles turned white.

"Your hair looks really pretty, how do you get it to look that healthy?", Terra interrupted before you could answer, also grinning, but only making your anxiety even worse. You smiled again nervously, readying yourself for the answer to her question, before Stella butted in.

"Why are you transferring in the middle of the year, anyway?"

You bit your bottom lip, your books daring to slip out of your hands, forcing you to hold them even tighter now. You had arrived here maybe an hour ago, gone into the headmistress' office, taken all your new books with you and made your way to your dorm, and been stopped by the girls you'd be sharing it with in the middle of the hall before you could even take two steps further.

"Guys", Musa sighed, and your eyes snapped to where she was leaning on the railing next to you. "Give her space to breathe. She can't answer any of you if you talk over each other."

You smiled gratefully at her and she smiled back, which lifted the weight on your shoulders a bit, and the ache in your chest and the one in your stomach just the slightest as well.

The others mumbled their sorrys, still all eyes fixed on you.

But then you heard your name being called from the other side of the hall. And for the first time since you had got here, you turned without pondering what everyone else would think of you. A huge grin spread on your face.

"Riven", you breathed.

He was coming towards you, quick and smooth, and his arms were around you almost a second later, and you saw his smirk for just the blink of an eye before his lips were on yours.

He kissed passionately, he always did. But he also kissed slowly. Deliberately. He kissed like he wanted to savour every moment, every touch, every single time.

When he pulled back, he was chuckling. He pressed a kiss to your jaw and one to your neck before you managed to open your eyes again. And even then you were blinking hazily up at him, waiting for another kiss and another and another. Usually, he never stopped. But you supposed this wasn't usually.

Oh.

Oh, no this was not usually. This was "standing in a hallway in the middle of a new school and snogging your boyfriend". Oh, wow.

The blush that spread on your cheeks was one comparable to barely any you'd had before. You turned back around quickly, biting your lip, then realising that was probably the wrong thing to do, so you let out - something, yeah, some kind of sound. Not a word, definitely not a word. But something indeed.

Bloom was the first of them to recover. She raised her eyebrows and looked at you, then at Riven, then back at you.

"So when we did that introduction thing, you simply forgot to mention you were dating- him?"

Her tone was teasing, but still laced with confusion and shock, so much that she could not hide it. You chuckled, that nervous tingle raising in your stomach again.

"I didn't know it was that important", you muttered, almost choking on your own words as Riven slid his arms around your waist from behind and rested his head on your shoulder. You knew just from his gesture that his grin was unmatchable in this moment. It normally made your chest swell with pride, but right now, your anxiety had the upper hand.

"I just- I can't believe you are dating him", Bloom went on. "I mean, we don't know you well yet, but you just seem..."

She trailed off, obviously not wanting to hurt your ego. You bit your cheek.

"Different?", you offered. She nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, people are always surprised", you admitted.

Riven started planting kisses on your neck, working his way up to your jaw again. You kicked him in the shin, but he only chuckled into your ear.

Bloom looked disgusted, but her expression was nothing against Musa's. Who looked like she would vomit in a second.

"Riven, that's fucking repulsive", she complained, straightening her back and already taking a step back. Heat rushed back to your cheeks. Well, you were doing a fantastic job at a first impression.

"Not my fault you're reading my fucking mind", Riven countered. You scoffed at him.

"Yeah, we're still gonna leave you guys to it", Aisha interrupted. Even she was looking somewhat put off. "Uh, introductions have been made, and you've got some days to settle in so- just. Please keep to his room. We have a strict no boyfriend rule since some... things happened."

You noticed the look she gave Musa and had to hide a smile despite your embarrassment. The friendship these girls had - you thanked whatever gods there were for being put right in the middle of it. You already had taken a liking to the lot of them.

They said quick goodbyes and left, chatting and waving at you until they rounded the next corner.

"Riven, you bastard", you laughed when they had disappeared, turning around to him, pushing your books into his arms as he grinned at you.

"I love you so much and I missed you more than you could ever imagine, but couldn't you have waited five more minutes instead of interrupting me? I have to live with these people for quite a while!"

He only chuckled and pulled you back in with one hand, holding your books in the other, kissing you as you raked your hands through his hair and cupped his cheeks and crossed your arms behind his neck and lost any sense of time or place you'd had before. Yeah, you were indeed dating him.

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

Just in time - Riven X reader

Warnings : Angst/swearing

Word count : 3.3k

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“Riven, I don’t know how many times I have to tell you that nothing fucking happened!” You were mad. Sweaty. Pissed off.

It all started a week ago, when Riven confronted you about a rumour that had started going around the school.

Someone claimed to see you and Sky getting too cosy with each other which was a pile of bull! You loved Riven, with everything in you. Granted he was a dick sometimes, cocky, rude. But a lot of people didn’t get to see the side of him he showed you. The loving, caring, vulnerable guy you fell head over heels for. You honestly didn’t think there would be anything that could break you, you were wrong.

There you were, fighting with your boyfriend again while you both should have been training. Sweat dripping down your forehead as you rolled and blocked his strikes.

“Then why do I keep having flashing images of you and him over and over, everyone is talking about this Y/N! Why would someone make it up hmm. Are you fucking him?” You stopped. Out of breath and hurt. You couldn’t believe he’d said that. He didn’t trust you. You threw your sparing stick to the ground and turned to walk away from him. Anger and hurt bubbling up in your chest. He grabbed your arm, a little too tightly, pissing you off even more. You turned and pushed him back, sweeping your leg under his sending his tall frame crashing to the floor.

“Fuck you Riven.” A group had formed now and people were whispering. Sky was walking over but you rolled your eyes. Didn’t he know that he was just going to make things look worse. You shook your head at him and he stopped. Your eyes were filling up with tears, it was embarrassing. You were supposed to be a bad ass specialist who fought monsters, not some little girl crying over a fucking idiot.

“What are you all looking at? Enjoying the show?” You yelled at the on lookers. The people who were meant to be your friends and team mates just staring at you like you were a wounded animal. Silva was calling your name but you ignored him and ran as fast as you could towards the only place that could calm you.

The stone circle was empty, Headmistress Dowling’s morning class already finished. You sat on a nearby stump and slumped as all of the air inside you seemed to drain out. How could he say that to you? Didn’t he know you at all? Where had these stupid ideas come from and who put them in his head? Sky was like a brother to you and nothing more. You laughed at the idea that anyone would think there’d ever be anything going on between you and Sky. You crouched down and lay flat on the earth, the rough floor rubbing against your skin. Your powers felt grounded, you felt connected to the earth and it calmed you more than anything could.

It was weird being the first fairy specialist. It was something the school was trying out. You were the obvious choice, your father a well known warrior and your mother a powerful earth fairy. Like her you’d inherited her magic, but like your father you had the hunger for the fight. So when the headmistress and Silva approached you with the idea of being both you snapped it up in a heartbeat. The air above you twirled with leaves and the branches of the nearby trees danced in the wake of your magic. Eyes closed, you almost felt peace, until you heard the approach of footsteps.

“You know, that really was a show back there. I applaud your take down on Riven.” You rolled your eyes. Musa had never liked your boyfriend, but then, did best friends ever like the boyfriend? She came and lay down next to you, taking your hand in hers. She could feel your anger but mostly your sadness. You were the only one she did this for. She took some of the sadness away from you so you didn’t have to carry it all on your own.

“I didn’t do it M, people keep whispering about me and Sky but you know that would never happen right…” She turned her head to look at you, her eye brow raised.

“Do you really have to ask me that question, I know how much, for whatever reason, you love that idiot Riven. No way. Someone is just starting something they won’t be able to finish.” You frowned.

“I think it already has finished.”

Dinner was quieter than usual. You were sat with your friends, Stella, Bloom, Musa, Terra and Aisha. Sky had joined your table but Riven was no where to be seen. You didn’t have an appetite, the pain from your heartbreak apparently affecting the whole of your body.

“You know Y/N, I heard a girl a couple of years above talking to someone earlier about how a mind fairy liked Riven.You know, that Sonya girl who tried it on with him summer break? Maybe she has something to do with the rumours? You know the older lot have the ability to influence peoples thoughts and dreams. All she’d have to do is plant the seed and boom.” Stella was still munching on her fries as she divulged the information. You did know that there was an older girl that had liked Riven but you didn’t know she was a mind fairy. You thought that she had gotten over the crush on your boyfriend but obviously not. Your fists clenched as you looked across the room to the girls table. Sonya, she grinned at you and had the audacity to wink. About to stand up, hand placed on your sword at the side of you, you felt a hand come down on your shoulder. Sky. He shook his head. Great just what you needed.

Deciding you weren’t hungry anymore you went for a walk, Sky and Bloom had accompanied you, it would be a good way to get away from prying eyes they thought. What you saw next sent your stomach into knots, your heart shattered and an audible gasp left your mouth. Riven, pressed up against the wall with Beatrix’s lips attached to his. He looked to the side and his eyes went wide. You shook your head, tears falling freely.

“Were done Riven. I hate you. Never speak to me again.” A crack rippled up the side of the stone wall with a loud bang and you ran out of the building in anger.

-The next day-

You hadn’t slept at all. Every time you’d tried images would flash behind your closed eyelids, taunting you. Riven had tried to see you, banged on your door until his fists were bloody but you didn’t cave. Rumour had it that Stella of all people had threatened to blind Sonya if she didn’t erase the thoughts she’d cast in Riven’s mind. It still didn’t change anything. She only put the thoughts there she didn’t make him kiss Beatrix.

Your friends hung around you all morning, every attempt Riven made to see you, threatened with the power of one of your fellow fairies. He soon got the message that you couldn’t bare to see him right now. Not after what he did.

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Saul had requested you go with him and his team to escort the burned one back to the Castle, where it would be better contained and further from the school. You were the only student he asked to go with them, he hadn’t even asked Sky. Part of you knew it probably had something to do with your father, he had a lot of influence when it came to the Specialists, not to mention he was one of Silva’s oldest friends. He’d probably asked him to let you tag along, get a bit of hands on experience.

You were excited to be going to be honest. It would get you away from the school and Riven for a few hours. You’d be away from prying eyes and gossiping. Hell, you might even be able to get Stella’s ring back for her before the girls turn up and try and get it themselves.

Geared up and ready to go, leather weapons sling across your chest, daggers attached to both sides of your boots and your sword sat heavy on your hip. Plus your not so secret weapon, earth magic. You rode in the same car as Silva so he could monitor you at all times. It was no secret that you wanted to prove yourself, but nobody could have prepared for what followed.

There had been too many of them. You screamed as the pain shot through your body. Looking around everyone was dead. Apart from Silva who you could see propped up against a tree in the far distance and yourself, who was further away having been flung through the air as the burned one sunk its claws into your stomach after you stood in front of Silva trying to protect him.

You’d all put up a big fight, but you had been surprised by the monster when it was accompanied by a friend. One of the burned ones was dead, the other, still around somewhere. You didn’t need it to come and finish you off, you could feel its venom coursing through your body, the edges of your sight turning black, veins black as well as it spread fast towards your heart.

Concentrating was hard when you were in pain from being stabbed by a creatures talons and also trying to stop yourself from bleeding out, but you could have sworn you heard voices in the distance. How long had it been, one, maybe two hours since you were attacked? All you knew was that if someone didn’t find you soon you were a goner and so was Mr Silva. At one point you’d tried to make it over to him but the pain had you screaming again, moving hadn’t been an option.

You blinked slowly, the world getting increasingly blurrier as time went on. Then you saw them. Your friends, horrified expressions on their faces, they’d found Mr Silva, but they hadn’t seen you. You wanted to scream out, to let them know you were there, but your voice failed you and your eyes fluttered closed.

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-Rivens POV-

“Fuck!” Riven knew he had fucked up, big time. He should have believed you when you said nothing happened. He let his insecurities get in his head not to mention a fucking mind fairy. He couldn’t blame it all on the mind fairy, no. He’s the one who had kissed Beatrix. He didn’t even like bloody Beatrix! He just wanted to make you jealous, make you feel the way he felt when people muttered about you and Sky through the halls. He realised how fucked up it was but it was too late.

He’d been trying to talk to you all morning. You’d given him the cold shoulder as expected. He was seconds away from breaking your door down, but that would just make matters worse. Anyway, your minion friends would let him see you if your life depended on it. He’d seen you in the morning but he hadn’t seen you for a while now and it was Lunch… you were normally in the canteen with your suit mates, sat around chatting about god knows what. Before all this had happened he would have been right beside you, a hand on your thigh, your small hand on his back, but you were no where to be found.

“Sky, mate. Listen I know I fucked up but where is she, where’s Y/N.” He ran his hands through his brown hair in frustration. He wanted to scream, he wanted to beg you for forgiveness, anything, he would do it.

“She went with Silva, i’m surprised you didn’t know, it’s all anyone is talking about now they’ve got your kiss with Beatrix out of their systems.” He would have punched Sky for the remark if it wasn’t for the fact that, he deserved it and he was too confused as to why you’d be with Silva. He was about to ask him to elaborate when screams and gasps rang out through the cafeteria.

Bloody, muddy and deathly pale. Saul was being dragged along the floor by Terra and Musa. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened to him. Riven’s heart was racing. He didn’t see you anywhere, you were supposed to be with Silva. He watched as Dane and a couple of other first year Specialists carted Silva off to Mr Harveys room.

“Where’s Y/N, where the fuck is my girl!?” Riven’s eyes went wide as silence fell over the hall. Shortly behind Silva, you. Carried like a sack of potatoes by Aisha and Bloom who were both covered in your blood. Your combat gear was torn to shreds, three long bloody gashes across your stomach, leaves and dirt matted in your hair and your eyes. Your eyes were closed, your body hardly moving at all.

It seemed like the world was in slow motion. Riven ran to you, panic stricken, in one swoop he scooped your small frail body up into his arms, your head fell limply against his chest.

“Someone get Harvey! Help her! Someone help her!” It was the first time anyone had ever seen Riven cry, apart from you of course. It was a sight that rocked the whole school. Riven could feel that he was being pushed in the direction of Harvey’s lab, Sky guiding his shocked best friend towards help.

Mr Harvey, with one swoop, had everything off the table and on the floor in seconds, making way for Y/n’s body. Riven lay you down carefully. His hand clutching yours tightly. He bent down next to your ear, brushing the muddy hair back from your face.

“Baby, i’m here, i’m so sorry, love you need to fight, you can fight this I know you can, come back to me, I love you, please come back to me.”

In the background Silva was struggling with Sky to stand up, he was trying to get to you, to make sure you’d be okay.

“Riven, let Mr Harvey help her, he will help her first, she’s worse off t-than I am and she saved me… she saved me.”

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“She hasn’t got long, maybe you need to start thinking about saying your goodbyes.” Mr Harvey was trying to console the Winx girls and they stood over Y/N. Riven was quiet for once, but it made everyone uneasy.

“No fuck that. Fuck that. Were not saying goodbye. This isn’t goodbye.” Riven kissed Y/N’s forehead, leaning his head gently against her now clean skin. “This isn’t goodbye my love, i’m going to kill it, i’m going to save you, even if it kills me.”

Sky wouldn’t let Riven go alone and obviously Bloom tagged along too, Sky and her practically attached at the hip. Riven didn’t want the extra help, it wasn’t that he wasn’t grateful for it, he just didn’t want to be responsible for anyone else getting hurt or even worse, killed.

He took one more long look at his love on the table and grabbing his weapons stormed out of the greenhouse determined to take down the ugly monster who had scorched his fairy.

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All that could be heard through the academy were the sounds of frantic, pounding footsteps then the crashing as Riven threw open the green house doors. He was covered in mud and his clothes singed from the close calls with the burned one, but he’d got it. It was dead, his sword slicing through its body and into its core, the determination to save his love the only thing spurring him on.

There she was lying on the table, just as still as she was when he had left. They were too late.

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-Y/N POV-

You could hear him, a voice you would always be able to pick out in a crowd. You felt his soft lips graze your head and then he was gone and so was a piece of you.

You didn’t know how long he had been gone, you remember thinking that you wanted him there, even though you couldn’t open your eyes, couldn’t talk, you knew you needed Riven beside you, you knew you weren’t going to last much longer. The internal pain of the Burnt ones venom reaching for your heart, creeping slowly, you were knocking on heavens door.

In the background you could hear Musa start to scream, she could feel you leaving them, it alerted the others and they finally realised what was happening.

At the same time, you could feel the icy venom start to retreat, but the pain and the damage had already been caused, in your last dying breath you realised he’d killed it, but he was too late. Your mind switched off and you were overcome with warmth. Your powers were the last thing to leave you, earth magic was a funny business. From the outside looking in, your magic was wrapping around you, exactly like a cocoon. No one knew what it meant, all they did know was you had just died and Riven, Riven had just stormed through the doors.

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It had been three days since the damage from the Burned Ones had killed you. Riven had been inconsolable, drunk for most of the time and sitting beside your cocoon, considering all the possibilities of how he could be with you, how he could join you in the afterlife.

Sky was eventually able to pry his best friend away from your coffined body, trying to get him to accept the fact you weren’t coming back.

By the time Riven had showered, eaten and received a continuous wave of sympathetic looks, he started to head back to the greenhouse.

“No she’s gone! I mean gone gone, like her cocoon is open and body is gone!.” Bloom needed to learn how to whisper more, Riven had heard the whole thing.

He was already running before Sky could stop him. It was raining now, the grass slippy with mud and if he hadn’t been so determined to get there, he would have fallen countless amounts of times. Something spurred him on.

They were right, the doors sung open with a clatter, lighting crashed in the background and he brushed his hair back from his face as he took in the scene before him.

If things couldn’t get worse, Y/N’s friends started a commotion in the background and Riven couldn’t bare to face whatever they were screaming about now but he turned anyway. What he saw had him sinking to his knees, his combats soaked and mud covered, but he didn’t care.

You were there. Really there. He couldn’t believe it. Glowing. You were glowing! Everyone watched as wings unfurled from your back, big beautiful green wings spreading wide and bright.

He surged forward when you shouted his name, he watched as your feet planted the ground and before he knew it, you were both running towards each other as fast as you possibly could.

You flung yourself against him, luckily he was strong, he caught you and stopped you both from slipping backwards. You were both crying, your tears mixing with the downpour, your lips found his in a second, sparks flew just as they always did, but something this time was more raw, more deep. He was your everything, your air you needed to breath, your blood you needed to live, your life. He was your whole life.

Your magic had saved you.

Your Riven had saved you, just in time.

[house-of-slayterr]

INFP - INFJ Characters I Relate To

Luna Lovegood - Harry Potter 

Wanda Maximoff - WandaVision 

Number 7 - The Umbrella Academy 

Cassie Ainsworth - Skins

Max Caulfield - Life Is Strange

Peter Parker - Spider-man

Lapis Lazuli - Steven Universe

Raven Queen - Ever After High

Bubbles - Power Puff Girls

Newt Scamander - Fantastic Beasts 

Nico di Angelo - Camp Half-Blood

Charlie Kelmeckis - Perks of Being a Wallflower

Amelie - Amelie 

Aurora - Sleeping Beauty 

Musa - Winx Club 

Alice Kingsleigh - Alice in Wonderland 

2-D - Gorillaz

Persephone - Greek Legends 

Victor Van Dort - Corpse Bride

BMO - Adventure Time

Asriel Dreamer - Undertale

Jason Dean - Heathers

Courage - Courage the Cowardly Dog

Lucy Pevensie - The Chronicles of Narnia 

Romeo and Juliet - Romeo and Juliet 

Barry Allen - The Flash 

Davy Jones - Pirates of the Caribean 

Merlin - Merlin 

Susanna Kaysen - Girl, Interrupted 

Emma Chotta - The Red Band Society

Carrie Krueger - The Amazing World of Gumball

Arwen Undomiel - The Lord of the Rings

Ethan Lewis - Euphoria 

Anne Shirley - Anne of Green Gables

Rue - Hunger Games

Ratcatcher 2 - Suicide Squad 

Misty Day - American Horror Story

Lydia Deetz - Beetlejuice

Joshua Washington - Until Dawn

The Phantom - The Phantom of the Opera

Aurora - Maleficent 

Alison Cameron - House M.D.

The Monster - Frankensstien 

Crybaby - K-12

Sweeney Todd - Sweeney Todd

Abigail Hobbs - Hannibal

Credence Barebone - Fantastic Beasts 

Kermit the Frog - The Muppets 

Ofelia - Pan’s Labyrinth 

Ponyboy Curtis - The Outsiders

Coraline Jones - Caroline 

Rogue - X-Men

Candy Chiu - Gravity Falls

Eloise Turner - Last Night in Soho

Zoe Benson - American Horror Story 

Sam Manson - Danny Phantom 

Louis de Pointe du Lac - Interview with the Vampire

Antigone - Greek Legends

Wiccan - Marvel

Orpheus - Hadestown

Melinda Sordino - Speak

Evey Hammond - V for Venddetta

Fisk - Undertale 

Harry Osborne - Spider-man

Greg Wuliger - Everybody Hates Chris 

David - Hilda

Buffalo Bill - Silence of the Lambs 

Christine Daae - The Phantom of the Opera

Scorpius Malfoy - Cursed Child

Frances Houseman - Dirty Dancing

Max - Sharkboy and Lavagirl 

Susie Salmon - The Lovely Bones

The Grabber - The Black Phone 

Ethan Morgan - My Babysitters a Vampire

Stevonnie - Steven Universre 

Abby Sciuto - NCIS

Miles Halter - Looking for Alaska 

Jacob Portman - Miss Peregrine 

Sarah - Labyrinth 

Marius - Les Mis

Bridgitte Fitzgerald - Ginger Snaps 

Thomasin - The VVitch 

Edith Cushing - Crimson peak 

Basil - Dorian Gray 

Allen Ginsberg - Kill Your Darlings 

Jane Eyre- Jane Eyre

Andrew Detmer - Chronicle

Wanderer - The Host

Kurt Wagner - X-Men

Scout Finch - To Kill a Mockingbird

Emma - Blue is the Warmest Colour

Syrena - Pirates of the Caribbean 

Sara Crewe - A Little Princess

David Haller - Legion 

Skeeter - The Help 

Nico Minoru - Runaways 

Dave Lizewski - Kick-Ass

Annie Sawyer - Being Human 

Nugget - Kindergarten 

Chip Dove - Jennifer’s Body

Mia Warren - Little Fires Everywhere 

Chase Mathews  - Zoey 101

Eli Goldworthy - Degrassi 

Willow Rossenberg - Buffy

Fiona - About a Boy

Violet Harmon - American Horror Story 

Anastasia - Anastasia 

Spike - Buffy

Theo Putnam - Chilling Adventures of Sabrina 

Frances Shea - Legends 

Micheal Darling - Peter Pan

Jughead Jones - Archie Comics

Johnathan Morgenstern - The Shadowhunters

Rapheal Santiago - The Shadowhunters 

Bree Tanner - Twilight 

Angela Weber - Twilight 

Michelle Jones - Spider-man Homecoming

Davina Claire - The Originals

April Ludgate - Parks and Recreation

Alec Lightwood - The Shadowhunters

Nia Nal - Supergirl 

Raven - Teen Titans 

Remus Lupin - Harry Potter 

Atticus Finch - To Kill a Mockingbird

Will Grahm - Hannibal 

Harley Quinn - DC Comics

Amy Dunne - Gone Girl 

Lexi Howard - Euphoria

James - The End of the Fucking World

Vision - WandaVision 

Nina Sayers - Black Swan 

Veronica Sawyer - Heathers 

Mathew Murdocck - Daredevil

Gellret Grindelwald - Fantastic Beasts

Dawn - Total Drama

Sally - The Nightmare Before Christmas

Eurus Holmes - Sherlock 

James Wilson - House M.D. 

Professor X - X-Men

Ester Coleman - Orphan

Winter Anderson - American Horror Story 

Needy - Jennifer’s Body

Joan of Arc - Clone High

Micheal Morbius - Morbius 

Nick Goode - Fear Street

Miss Honey - Matilda

Cole Sear - The Sixth Sense 

Brea - The Dark Crystal 

Ingrid Beuachamp - The Witches of East End

Victoria Winters - Dark Shadows

Bella Swan - Twilight

Ramona Flowers - Scott Pilgrim 

Fern Arable - Charlottes Web

Dwayne Hoover - Little Miss Sunshine

Rose Bukate - Titanic 

Candyman - Candyman 

Magenta - Rocky Horror

Tom Riddle - Harry Potter 

Bruce Banner - The Hulk 

Sirus Black - Harry Potter

Barbra Godron - Batman 

The Enchantress - Suicide Squad 

[ghostiewriter]

summary: They were just pretending, that's all they had to do. But why did his jealousy feel so real? Or, day sixteen of ghostie's spooktober spectacular.

read here on ao3.

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It wasn’t real, he kept reminding himself. It wasn’t fucking real. 

And yet, Riven still wanted nothing more than to storm over to the other side of the Bastion and shove Sam Harvey a good couple of fucking feet back because he was too close, far too close to something that didn’t belong to him anymore. 

Not that Musa belonged to Riven or anybody really, but that was beyond the point. Or at least, he kept telling himself that it was more than that. 

The point was that Sam Harvey needed to learn that whatever history he and Musa had was precisely that—history. And if Riven had his way, it would firmly stay that way. 

It had been half way through a sparring match when Musa had thrown the idea at him, most definitely as a ploy to distract him but also a genuine offer too. It was a simple dynamic, it was something that would benefit them both and it helped a lot that Musa was one of the few people that didn’t make Riven feel like walking past the barriers and never turning back again. 

After the messy breakup with Beatrix and Dane, things had been…tense to say the least. Both were just as spiteful as they were petty and it seemed like Riven was the one facing the brunt and annoyance of it all. 

Musa, on the other hand, needed to get a past fling off her back. With Sam’s return, Riven doubted the earth fairy thought his distance would do more than just give him the time he needed to find himself again. It gave Musa time to consider what she really wanted as well, and that just no longer aligned with Sam and his future now. Though, he seemed to be having a hard time grasping that truth. 

In some weird twisted turn of events, going from having two very real and intense partners to having one fake girlfriend seemed like the solution to all of his problems. 

Musa was a good friend, nothing more and Riven actually did quite like the mind fairy as much as he may have teased her. It was a simple deal that she benefitted from equally as much. 

So then why the fuck did he feel like his teeth were going to crush under the pressure of how hard he was biting back a handful of colourful phrases when he saw the earth fairy approach Musa by the benches, standing far too close than should be allowed of by an ex. 

“Focus.” 

Riven barely had the chance to scoff as his head snapped around to glare at Sky, though the blond just looked thoroughly amused. 

“Piss off,” Riven deadpanned. 

“You’re lucky I’m feeling generous today and not swiping you on your ass whilst you ogle your girlfriend to officially end this match,” Sky said as he planted his sword into the ground, leaning against it with a grin. 

“I’m not ogling,” Riven waved off. 

“Yeah, no, you’re right. You’re staring. Like a creep,” Sky snorted. “She can handle herself, Riv.” 

“She’s not the one I’m worried about,” Riven murmured as his eyes narrowed slightly as Sam took another step closer to Musa. “Fuck this.” 

“Don’t do anything stupid!” Sky called out from behind him. 

“Fuck off!” 

“I can’t keep covering your ass to Silva!” 

“Work it out, Blondie!” 

With the runic limiters still firmly planted around her wrists, Musa didn’t feel Riven approaching until his arm was thrown over her shoulders and she was pulled into his side, his hand squeezing her shoulder as though to hold her that little bit tighter made the difference. 

“Musa. Stan.” 

“Sam,” the earth fairy corrected, failing to hide his confusion as his eyes darted between Riven and the way he had practically draped himself over Musa. 

“I didn’t ask,” Riven said with a grin, not missing the way Musa quickly covered her snort with a cough. “Fairy classes are inside the school, things haven’t changed that much since you left.” 

“I know,” Sam said with a bite of annoyance. “I was just talking to Musa.” 

“Well, you’ve spoken to her,” Riven said and waved him off. “Fly along now, specialist training is serious. We don’t need lingerers.” 

Sam narrowed his eyes before blurting out. “I’m sorry, is there something going on here?” he asked, a crease forming between his brows as he turned to Musa. “Really? Him? I barely even left—” 

“You were gone long enough for Musa to know what she wants,” Riven bit back and his hold on the fairy tucked under his arm tightened. “Accept it and move on, Simon.” 

“Sam,” he corrected once again, teeth gritted in frustration. “I just don’t understand—”

“You don’t have to,” Riven interrupted once again, green eyes now cold and disinterested. “Now piss off, she’s busy.” 

Knowing he wouldn’t be getting the answers he wanted today, Sam gave the couple one last look—not even hiding his judgement—before he walked off, shoulders tense and head down. 

“You’re kinda hot when you’re jealous.” 

His eyes snapped down to the mind fairy beside him, instinctively glancing down to look at the smile twisted on her lips. 

“I’m not jealous,” Riven scoffed. “He was bothering you. I was giving you an out before Silva caught you.” 

“You played it well,” Musa continued, ignoring whatever he had just said. “I mean, for a second I really believed you were jealous.”

Riven rolled his eyes. “C’mon, we have shit to do.” 

Before he had the chance to walk away, Musa quickly wrapped her hand around his arm before he could completely pull away from her, causing the boy to stop in his tracks and turn to her. 

“Thank you,” she said and when he frowned a little, she continued. “For Sam. He was…just thank you for saving me.” 

His lips twitched. “It’s what I tend to do a lot these days.” 

Musa snorted. “Way to ruin it.” 

Riven shrugged, careless and grinning. “You owe me big time, that’s all I’m saying.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” she waved him off, but deep down she knew she was grateful for his timing. The Bastion wasn’t exactly the place she wanted to be having that conversation with Sam and he wasn’t getting the chance. “I think you just want another excuse to make out.” 

Riven raised his brows. “Well—“ 

“Shut up!” 

He let out a soft groan as her elbow made contact with his stomach, but his smile didn’t drop. “Kidding, kidding. No need to bruise up your boyfriend.” 

“I’ll avoid the pretty face,” she assured him with a single nod. 

“How kind.” 

“Remember that the next time you almost pull me into a bush to make out.” 

Riven’s eyes twinkled at the memory, and something much stronger bloomed in his chest. “Noted.”

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[charmixpower]

A littol headcanon post for the birthday boy

Riven is kinda an agressively private person, especially in s1, so he straight up refused to tell anyone when his birthday was

It was also because he wouldn't be able to stand the disappointment of his birthday being ignored, like it usually was. He'd deny it if you asked, but having his birthday be ignored at home immensely bothered him despite his claims that he quickly got over it

He had birthday parties as a small child with his mom, then his mom stopped, then his mom left, and any acknowledgement of his birthday competely stopped

He eventually tells Musa when they're dating, who immediately blabs to everyone one else so they could do something for his birthday

Riven did tell her to not make a thing out of it but she was too busy being excited, whoops

They decide on a surprise party! And by that I mean like with every occasion, Stella immediately took over the planning and details and no one could stop her. Everyone else, but mostly Musa, Aisha, and Brandon spent time reeling her in bc they all know that Riven will not appreciate Stella's brand of overboard

They just decorate the boys dorm while Musa distracts Riven

There is a growing population in the group that just wants to let Stella go off in her own direction just so they can see Riven's face when steps in, Tecna shuts them and Stella down

Tecna gets called a killjoy by Stella and decides to make it her title

Meanwhile Riven is positively delighted to have Musa's full attention, full control of their destinations, and to be practically doted on for what's looking like a full day. She even got him a little gift. It is shaping up to be a great birthday

And then they head back to the dorm

Musa is a terrible liar, giving everything away with her expressions, and it's obvious that something is going on but he has no clue what

He opens the door and surprise!!! Everyone is here!!!

He turns like seven different shades of red while he tries to stammer out a response, huge blush, it goes all the way to his ears

Any and all thoughts of fleeing are derailed by Musa grabbing his arm and pulling him inside, where he gets many hugs and well wishes and gifts immediately shoved into his hands because some people (Stella) are impatient

Local guy is a little overwhelmed with positive emotions and takes a minute to really process what's going on

Riven is sincere for exactly one second before immediately pivoting to harassing Sky in some sort of lame ass party game that no one could talk Stella out of because if he has to say too many emotions out loud he'll unfortunately die

Helia is very much regretting letting Stella talk Tecna into keeping the shitty party games as he watches Aisha, Riven, Tecna, and Sky compete over complete and utter bullshit

The room is decorated the the tackiest birthday shit ever. It looks like a party store threw up, and it is absolutely beyond over capacity but by this point these people have all put their lives on the line for eachother so no one minds being packed like sardines

Brandon tries to put a party cone on Riven and watches in amazement as it immediately starts waging war with his hair

Anyways these idiots are very rowdy, have long since opened the alcohol they aren't supposed to have, and are generally having a great time. Riven snaps a few pictures over the course of the party, and (lightly) smacks anyone who makes a joke about him being sentimental

[smittenbyvillains]

Valtors Princess Chapter 4

WARNINGS:

Stella couldn't have been right. In love? You haven't loved someone. You had a duty to protect everyone including the WInx. You hummed lightly as she sat in the classroom that was going to be yours. You sighed and looked around the empty room. What could you teach the young fairies? Especially if Valtor wins. But he won't win. Right?

The girls busted into your room and Stella sat on your desk. She had the look of telling us everything.

"So spill the love." Stella giggled. You sighed and shook her head.

"I don't like its love." You replied. "I think it's Valtor's doing." You mumbled.

Valtor was at his desk and was thinking. Well, at least you would be less stressed. He would not mind a little game between you too. Icy, Darcy, and Stormy went into his office demanding answers.

"Why are not fighting that elder!" Icy said and slammed her hands onto the office desk. He smirked at this. He wasn't stupid about how Icy was feeling about him. Too bad he already was liking someone else.

He was already in a bad mood with them. They weren't doing what he wanted them to do.

"What I do with Y/N is none of your business. You need to start doing what you promised. I can throw you into the cells to rot." He threatened and had a stern voice. The Trix nodded a bit scared. Icy though was getting done with this. The Trix stormed out.

You and Winx decided to have a fun day out. You all needed it. You all headed to Magix and walked around in different disguises. He wouldn't be able to tell it was you all. Stella was ready to shop for some new dresses and shoes. Bloom was eating a pizza. Flora was getting some new plants and Musa got some new music. While you and Aisha were just in the back.

The girls were talking about their boyfriends. You just listened to half of what was said as you were zoned out. But then Nabo came from out of hiding and Aisha going mad broke you out of it. You could have punched him. You just glared at him. It seemed he was interested in Aisha.

You sneaked off while the rest were arguing. You just had decided to take a walk and sip your slushie. You just talked mindlessly for the next few hours.

You didn't want to be jealous of them. They had boyfriends or were most likely about to. While you over here was stuck. The idea of a Valtor suddenly appeared. You shook your head quickly.

You got tired after walking a long way that you fell asleep against a tree and were sound asleep. A group of people started to grab you and took you with them. It wasn't going to go well. They were whispering.

"We shouldn't be doing this."

"We have to, it is our orders."

"It is stupid orders. Can we just kill her already?"

"No! As much as I want to. He is already mad at us."

You later woke up in a bedroom. You groaned and rubbed her eyes then opened them. You took a moment to register that you were not where you were supposed to be. You blinked and looked around confused. The door was suddenly opened.

"Morning sweetheart," Valtor spoke. He was concerned after how much you slept. He sat on the side end of the bed and looked at you worried. "You slept for three days. Why?" He said and then asked.

You just were shocked at that. You just looked at him like he was crazier.

"I fell asleep by a tree. What the heck happened? Why am I here?"

"I saw someone trying to take you. You weren't zoned out. You were being controlled." He spoke. "I had the Trix get you. Don't worry you can go back to Aflea. I just had to take you here because I can't step into Aflea for the time being." He shrugged.

"What... why?" you asked narrowing your eyes.

"Faragonda put up a magic barrier... at least for now."

"Makes sense after what you've done." You said and got out of bed. "Now where are my clothes so I can leave." You muttered. You couldn't help to start to fall for him.

"Just because I can't enter doesn't mean I'm not walking you there." He said and snapped his fingers and you were dressed. He held out his hand. "Now let's return you." He sighed. He couldn't help to smile.

[dragonfly0808]

I found some prompts for your winx requests that I think you'd do really good at writing:

1) "I told myself I wasn't going to cry about this anymore but every little thing reminds me of it" (This seemed like a Musa, Flora, or Bloom prompt)

2) "Do you trust them/her/him?" "No...but I trust their anger" (aNgSt!!)

3) Person A: Who the fuck-

Person B: Language

Person A: Whom the fuck

Person B: ...

4) "can I count your freckles?"

5) OTP/BroTP Sparring at the gym

6) Best Friends go and purchase matching jewerlry

7) The Cinammon roll snaps

8) The grumpy one shows vulnerability

1- (This takes place after s1 but before the summer). 

Bloom had just been cleaning up her dorm when she’d knocked into her desk and a pile of books came crashing down.

She rolled her eyes, kneeling and going to pick them up. Then she looked out at the balcony, where there were a few small birds on the railing.

Her mind flashed back to the memory hologram the girls had created back in Domino, in which Daphne had been wearing a necklace with a similar bird.

She was surprised to find her cheeks wet all of a sudden.

Kiko approached her, gently pushing his head against her hand, clearly trying to distract her.

She sat down and pulled Kiko into her lap as tears continued to fall down her cheeks. 

“I’m sorry Kiko… I told myself I wasn’t going to cry about this anymore but every little thing reminds me of her.”

Now that she knew of her sister and that she’d gotten a chance to talk with professor Tabitha from Cloud Tower, who’d once been Daphne’s best friend, she found that almost everything had a way of reminding her of the sister she’d never gotten to properly meet.

Birds and sweetheart necklines and the color blue that she’d apparently been a fan of. Acustic songs and gold rings and long books.

Everything seemed to remind her of Daphne some way or another. And it hurt.

2- (This takes place in season one, after the rescue mission in Cloud Tower when Riven makes it to Alfea.)

Stella slowly rolled her shoulder.

Stormy had caught her with a lightning bolt. One minute, she’d been in the middle of a fight in Cloud Tower, knocked unconscious by Stormy, and then, she was in the Alfea infirmary, Brandon at her bedside.

He told her that Sky and Bloom had tried to make their way to Lake Roccaluce. He wasn’t sure if they’d made it.

“What about Riven?”

“I think he’s with the others right now.”

“How is he?”

“He seems to be… alright… apologetic.”

She didn’t miss the tension in his shoulders.

She pressed her lips together for a moment, “I hate to ask you this but… do you really trust him?”

Brandon sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair, “Honestly? No. I don’t fully trust him, at least not yet… but I trust his anger.”

Stella could only hope that that would be enough.

3- Stella walked into the living room wearing her glasses, a scowl on her face.

The girls were having breakfast, they all looked up at her, except Tecna, who was absorbed typing something into her tablet.

“My eyelash curler is missing.” Stella said with a tired tone, “Now I wanna know, who the fuck-“

“Language.” Tecna said distractedly.

Stella blinked once, “Whom the fuck-“

Tecna pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed heavily.

The girls burst into laughter.

4- (takes place in season 2, after they make up from their fighting)

 Stella was out on a date with Brandon, so she and Sky were in her bedroom, she was drawing while he was cleaning his equipment, they were enjoying each other’s silence.

Bloom had been working on a sketch of Cloud Tower, she was so enthralled that she was surprised to find Sky staring at her with a small smile, who knew how long he’d been watching her.

“What?” She asked nervously.

Sky’s smile turned warm in a way that made her melt, he kneeled in front of her, “You’ve got a bit of uh… charcoal dust. Here.” He used the pad of his thumb to swipe at her cheekbone.

She felt herself blush. Why was she blushing? This was her boyfriend, she had no reason to be blushing.

“That’s one of the perils of using charcoals to paint.” She said.

He didn’t move away though, still watching her with almost… admiration in his eyes.

“What?” She asked again.

He shrugged, “Nothing. I just… I really love your freckles.”

She couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her, “What? Since when?”

“Since always. But today for some reason they are especially adorable.” He trailed off for a moment, hesitating before speaking again, “Can I… count them?”

She actually cackled at that, “How are you gonna count them?”

He smirked, going to kiss her cheek, starting to peeper her with kisses over her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.

She was laughing, making half-hearted attempts to get away, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his lap.

“This is way too cheesy!” She barely managed to get the words out through her laughter.

He just continued counting her freckles with kisses.

5- (this takes place in season 2 after Timmy catches Rivusa kissing)

“So… are we gonna talk about it?” Timmy asked with a smirk.

Riven cracked his knuckles, “Nope.” He threw a right hook, Timmy barely being able to dodge it.

“Are you mad at me for being a cockblock?” Timmy asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet before trying to get Riven with the staff on his hands, “For the record, it was an accident.”

“You should be focusing.” Riven grunted, throwing a jab that got Timmy on the side and almost made him fall.

He chuckled, swinging his staff quickly enough to get Riven in the ankle, but when he went to get him in the arm, Riven got a hold of the staff, snatching it away from him.

“You need to be careful to not give me an opening to take the staff from you.” Riven told him, handing him back the staff and going to throw a punch.

“Are you gonna ask her out?”

Riven was so surprised that he let down his guard for a split second, Timmy using that moment to hit him on the side and swipe the staff at his calfs, knocking him down with a huge smile.

“That was dirty fighting.” Riven said, still on his back.

Timmy snorted, “All is fair in love and war. So,” he offered his hand, “are you gonna ask her out?”

“If you keep asking that, I will knock you on your ass.”

Timmy grinned.

6- (this takes place at some point in the beginning of season 2)

Sky rolled his eyes as Stella dragged him to yet another stall in the Solarian market square.

Vendors everywhere tried to catch the princess’ eye with shiny fabrics and metallic bracelets and all kinds of crystal statues. But what made Stella finally stop was a small stand that Sky probably wouldn’t have noticed if Stella hadn’t made him stop.

“I’m sure you’re overreacting.” Stella said as she looked down at the curled bracelets and crystals and quartz necklaces on display.

“Feels like I’m being avoided.” He said as he passed a gentle thumb over a silver ring.

“Bloom just gets passionate you know that. She’s a total nerd when it comes to History.”

“I’ve offered to help her and she just says no I don’t get it.”

“I don’t know blondie. Maybe this is something she wants to do by herself.”

Sky sighed heavily, only looking up when Stella squealed in delight.

“Look!” She held up two gold rings, one with a sky blue quartz and one with a pale yellow quartz, “We can match!”

He grinned, “This reminds me of when we were ten and you shoved me into a bush because my bowtie didn’t match your dress.” He said as he slid the ring with the blue quartz into his index finger.

“You absolutely deserved it for wearing that ugly beige suit.”

“My mom chose it for me!”

“You still wore it!”

“You’re impossible.”

“Love ya too.”

7- (This takes place the day after the second attack on Red Fountain in s2) 

Timmy and his team were walking down the hall, they’d just finished dragon practice and were gushing about it.

“But it’s not fair dude.” Brandon said with an arm wrapped around Helia’s shoulders, “You’ve been riding dragons since you were like three.”

Helia shrugged, “You just gotta catch up man.”

They laughed as they continued their way down the hall. Then they passed another group of Specialists, who glared at Riven as they passed.

“How much do you want to bet he told the Trix where the Codex was?” One of them whispered.

The other spoke loudly as they walked past them, making sure they would hear, “I bet he’s still her fucking boy toy. Maybe he fucks all three of them.”

Sky and Brandon were about to turn around to confront the group, but Riven held them back, mumbling something about how it wasn’t worth it.

Timmy was already walking before he’d even processed his intentions, the Riven seemed too focused on Brandon and Sky to notice Timmy stalking down the hall.

“Hey, Aaron!” He called.

Aaron had barely started to turn around when Timmy punched him across the face, making him stumble into the wall.

The rest of his team were slow to turn around to look at Timmy, astonished. They’d probably expected Brandon to be the one to come up to them.

They flexed their knuckles and Timmy tensed up.

This was going to hurt.

But it’d been totally worth it.

8- (this takes place in s2 after the Trix escape Lightrock Monastery)

Darcy was tense as she slowly sat down on the bed.

They were underground, but the rooms weren’t that bad. The rocks had been carved to resemble furniture and the matress were comfy.

But that didn’t help her relax.

There was a knock at the door then and Stormy walked in without waiting for a response, going to sit at her side.

After a minute of silence, Stormy finally spoke, “Do you want to do this?”

Darcy was surprised, “What?”

“Come on Darcy… we’ve always known that you are the most… normal one of us, the only one that might actually have a shot at having a normal life… I’d understand if you wanted to leave, find a little farm someplace where you can live in peace. You don’t have to stay.”

Darcy blinked many times, surprised at the tears gathering in her eyes, “No. You’re my sisters. We stick together.”

Stormy sighed, throwing an arm around Darcy and squeezing her against her side, “Okay kid. Let’s do this.”

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I’ve Got It Bad ( Part 1 ) - Riven

Riven x black!reader

Fate: The Winx Saga

( unedited.)

Word count: 1783

Description: Riven is hopelessly in love with you, but doesn’t have the balls to say anything.

Warning: None. Only that I ( evidently ) made some things up about a ceremony since we only know so much about the SHOW and the path they are taken to fit my one shot.

Part 2

Also, italics = flash back

Dedicated & inspired by @atlas-of-a-human-soul

Gifs from @riven-musa

“You’re staring.” Sky judged him out of his trance as he took a seat next to him.

“Admiring .” Riven corrected.

“It’s creepy,”

“It’s romantic.” Riven feigned offense causing his best friend to snort.

“It’s really, really not.” Sky laughed aloud, playfully slapping the side of Riven’s face. 

He rolled his eyes but continued to watch Y/n across the courtyard as she smiled chatting with a few of her friends. God he loved her. In fact, he was sure he fell in love with her the day they met.

While everyone thinks it was Sky who saved Riven it was actually Y/n. Sure, Sky helped him change his image from nerdy loser, but Y/n was his motivation for doing so.

Some of the second years and a few of the new first had called them selves picking on the Riven during his first year. It wasn’t the first time, but any passer buyers could tell he was visibly getting upset. However, Riven’s wasn’t too good with confrontation. Though he had the anger and the fight within him to Back it and defend himself, he didn’t properly know how to use it. No one would know but he actually feared it for a bit; not being able to control his emotions properly. It frustrated him to no end.

Riven continued to walk quickly with his fist balled as a small group of guys followed after him taunting him one flicking his fear every chance they got.

“Hey!”

He had heard her but continued to walk until he heard the small voice once again.

“Stop that!”

Both Riven and the group of boys stopped and turned in her direction. All surprised that this was the first time somebody stood up for him.

“Mind your business.”

“He is my business. Don’t you have anything better to do? Back off.” The brown skinned girl demanded, eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah, or what?”

The girls had snap back just a little bit as if she were shocked he had the audacity to speak to her that way. The look came and went just as quickly now replaced with a small smirk. She dropped her back and continue to march forward placing her for index finger on the guys chat to seem to be the head honcho.

“I’m going to say this once, and only once because I don’t like to repeat myself. Leave my specialist alone.” Riven’s eyes widen as her brown irises casually turned bright orange with a slight red huge.

She was a fire fairy.

“Are we clear?” A bit of smoke blew out of her nose as she huffed out that last question.

“Uh, I’m, yeah. Crystal.” He nodded quickly a few of his buddies doing the same.

“Good. I really don’t like being upset.” She cleared her throat. “Well? Get lost.”

Arms crossed she watched waving them off with one of her hands as the group left leaving her and riven alone. The look a few of them game ribbon indicated that this was an over, but he could care less right now. It wasn’t until they were out of sight that she turned to him with an apologetic look on her face.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I just can’t stand assholes who think bullying people is OK! So you’re smart,” she commented about him as she rambled. “so the fuck what? That picking on somebody shit because they think for themselves is some first world movie bullshit. I refuse to let that happen in my presence.”

Riven just stared at her. She was insanely pretty. Too pretty to be coming to his rescue like that.

“You blew smoke from your nose.” Was all he could say.

“Well Y/n, I think you broke him.” A new voice mused.

“Oh, bite me, Stel.” She waved off the blonde. “I did! Cool right? My brother taught me.”

“As....entertaining as this is, we’ve got class. Could you hurry this up?” The girl, Stel, looked at her manicured nails as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

“My roommate Stella, ever the charmer. I’ve got to go, but,” she looked around the field and past him til she found who she was looking for. “Sky!”

Riven turned to see who she was talking to. Another first year specialist. He had only seen him in passing. Y/n point at Riven.

“Take care of my specialist, yeah?” The boy nodded and she turned back to him.

“I’ll see you later...”

“Riven.” She nodded smiling at him as her roommate took her hand and begin to pull her away.

“Y/n. Try not to get in too much trouble when I’m gone Riven.” She called over her shoulder.

“Fearless, that one.” the guy she called over commented as he approached, Riven finally taken his eyes off her retreating figure.

“And a bit scary.” Riven admitted, the two boys sharing a laugh.

Y/n was actually how he and Sky met. Speaking of Sky, he ditched him and went to after Y/n who began walking to her next class alone. Calling after him she turned and smiled when she saw him. She leaned against one of the pillars in the beginning of the foyer clutching her books to her chest watching on him to catch up.

“Hey you, how was training?” She asked once he was in earshot.

“A breeze.” He bragged pulling her into a hug.

He inhaled, taking in her scent as she wrapped her arms around his neck, his head dipping in the crook of hers. When they pulled apart he took on her appearance. Her head was braided in 5, what she taught him were, feed-braids which her roommate probably did between classes earlier. He loved when Y/n’s hair was braided. It allowed him to really see her face which he could stare at all day.

“So. Question.” He stated once they pulled apart.

“Answer.” Y/n replied, causing him to playfully roll his eyes.

“So you know what’s coming up. Will you be in attendance next round?”

He was referring to the ceremony where you officiated your choice of specialist. They had one mid year and at the end if you have some sort of bond with one and have chosen one. If a fairy hadn’t made a connection with the specialist before the end of their last year, they were assigned one.

“I’ll be there.” Aisha confirmed.

“Seriously?” For some reason this mad him sad.

“Well yeah it’s a formality Riv. I have you.”

“Oh. Yeah.” Though he tried to mask it, she could tell he was relieved.

Y/n smirked at the boy, his insecurities shinning through. He had become one of the Alfea’s bad boys. And while she was sure at 18 he was still finding himself, he had definitely grown a pair over the summer. Linking her arm through his, she peered up at him through her lashes.

“Walk me to class?”

Riven just smirked and began to walk in a directional her classroom. The two walked in comfortable silence for a minute before she spoke.

“You know, I wasn’t kidding when I said you were my specialist.”

It was something he should’ve already known, but officiate it this way was something different. It made his heart do weird things.

“Do I have a say in the matter?” He questioned sarcastically as they paused, him turning toward her.

“ Do you want one?” Y/n challenged.

“Not really.”

“I didn’t think so.”

Sharing a small laugh they continued on their way. While he had never admitted it out loud, he had always felt a connection with her. This just assured him that she felt it too. It wasn’t fully as a surprise since Silva had always told them they would know when we find the fairy we are supposed to pair up.

“You know,” she turned to him as the reached their destination. “this new found confidence suites you. I like it.”

Kissing his cheek like she always did before the parted, she sent him a small wave before entered her class room. He just stood there for a moment.

“God I’ve got it fuckking bad, bro.” He said to himself as he shook his head, heading out to grab a smoke beyond the barrier.

He was attracted to her. Literally like a moth to a flame. He had been drawn to her ever since she kept him from being bullied that first day and they had been stuck together sense. Even when others judged him for changing, she excepted Riven for everything that he was.

The next day, Riven was hanging out with Sky. Classes were over. As that sat chillin, he couldn’t help but watch y/n once again across the courtyard laughing and smiling with a few of her friends. He was sure he could find her in any crowd, anywhere. It was friday and they have the rest of the weekend to themselves. He thought about going over and stealing her away when he saw her approached by another fairy.

A male fairy.

Riven balled his fist , knuckles turning red as he felt his shoulders tense a frown gracing his face.

“Your sulking.” Sky mused watching Riven’s mood sour.

“I’m not sulking.” He muttered.

“Why don’t you tell her how you feel?”

“She’s with Sam.” Riven bitterly grumbled.

“She was never with Sam you idiot.”

Looking up he took notice of Bloom and the other newbies. Cutting his eyes at all of them, they landed on the water fairy who was the one who spoke up.

“Yeah?” He scoffed. “And what do you know of it water sprite?”

Even with what was meant to be an insult, Aisha just rolled her eyes a knowing grin on her face and continued to walk past with Terra and Musa in tow, both giggling at his expense.

“The fuck is that about?”

“Maybe don’t insult the sibling of the one your after.” Bloom added with a grin of her own.

“What with the cryptic bullshit?”

“I’ll tell you for a price.” Riven groaned at the voice of the newcomer.

He had seem more lof Stella than he’d like the past few days that she has been hiding out from her new lower classmen roommates in his and Sky’s dorm.

“When did she get here.”

“You want my intel or not?” Stella sassed.

“What’s it gonna cost me?”

“I’ll be getting ready at yours tonight, no fuss.”

Really the price was small, he was sure she’d be there tonight anyway. This one is close to a win as he was going to get with her.

“Fine. Talk.”

Satisfied, Stella smiled cunningly as she took a seat next to Sky.

“Aisha is Y/n’s sister.”