#winx saga

[supercap2319]

Sky: "Y/N, Diaspro's been kidnapped."

Y/N: "And I care because?"

Sky: "Because something bad could happen."

Y/N: "Something bad already happened. Some poor suckers are suffering with the bitch of Eraklyon."

[zaceouiswriting]

Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans - Ch.34

Character: Sky x male reader, Riven x male reader, Brandon x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in Winx Club/Saga

Warnings: Non-consensual advances

(Please welcome our beloved, golden retriever-like, loyal, maybe a little possessive guy, Brandon…I mean…Sky.)

When we finally get to the house, I ask the soldiers to let us down again. Although my new friend's knees were still pretty wobbly, she could stand mostly independently with some help.

“I give you permission to leave!” The two soldiers salute once more before disappearing into the ground and returning to where they belong.

“They were good men, weren’t they?”

I couldn't help but sigh heavily. "According to legend, they were the best in every sense of the word," I tell her, unable to hide the sadness in my voice. "Apparently, there was once a ritual where the best soldiers of each generation were sent to join the ranks of the legendary hidden military unit of the Deep Rock Legion in case we needed an army of incorruptible and fiercely loyal soldiers. But in the long run, it ruined our population. Of the ten million we had left after the orbital crash, there are now just over seven million left, and my grandfather isn't helping."

"Your grandfather? But that would mean-"

I quickly realize my mistake. Until now, everyone thought I was trying to boast about myself by calling myself a prince. But now that I've talked too much and I'm desperate to make new friends, I know I can't lie to her anymore.

“I am the crown prince of Gyonos and, therefore, its guardian fairy, the last fairy in my world after my grandfather.”

She gasped when I shared my revelation with her, and before I knew it, she had come over to me and pressed her slightly plump body against me in a way I hadn't experienced often in my life: a hug so warm that a few tears rolled from the corners of my eyes.

For the first time in ages, I feel like I can let myself be seen crying in front of someone, and maybe it's selfish, but I take full advantage of it. I cry into her head, as she is tiny compared to me. To my surprise, she doesn't walk away but stands there and speaks in a warm, comforting voice, telling me that everything will be okay in the end and how much I want to believe her words, but I know better. I have seen the truth behind people's attentions, fallen victim to the betrayal of those closest to me, and experienced death many times. I didn't cry when he died, not after I had to let him leave my arms when our posts were overrun by those monsters. I will never be able to forgive the Scallierds or forget what they did and what they forced me to do.

I hold her for what feels like an eternity. But when I finally let go of her, she looks straight into my watery eyes. Her blue-green eyes shimmer with what I can only describe as a motherly concern, a desire to be there for me emotionally, and I couldn't be more grateful.

“You should go inside, it’s late and cold,” I tell her quietly.

She smiles kindly. "You should, too. After all, you're probably just as exhausted as I am." Her voice is warm, really like a mother's.

"Sure, but I would like a few minutes to myself before I return to my personal dark world or, more commonly known, my dorm room.“

She nods understandingly, wishes me goodnight, and goes inside, leaving me under the star-studded night sky. I wait until she's gone before turning around and looking across the large, empty field into the forest beyond. I take a deep breath, raise my right hand, and see it shaking. My magical reserves feel depleted; the healing processes and summoning of those soldiers were too much for my fairy core. I need to train; I can't even fight a specialist like this without being knocked to the ground in seconds.

I feel frustration building up inside me. How could it be otherwise? I've gone from being a prodigy in magic and weapon combat to this pathetic excuse of a fairy. I would be unstoppable if only I could access the abilities contained in the crystallized cores of my ring. But how? I hold out my hand holding the ring and marvel at it. Somehow, it only looks normal now that the two cores are in it, surrounding my family's crest in its center. Many have an initial letter, but my family decided to fill it in with our entire crest, as detailed as possible in this small form, with the only exception being that the two sword-shaft-like pieces of metal always hung off the sides. I always thought that happened over the eons the ring was used, but now that the two cores are safely clammed underneath them, I realize there should be something in them. But what? If it's for magic cores, then why aren't there three? What does my family or planet have two of?

I ponder these questions for a while, only coming back to myself when a cold breeze sends a shiver through my body. This is the best time to go back inside. As soon as I step into the building, a fleeting sigh of relief comes over me. 

With my eyes closed, I enjoy the warmth heating my cold bones. But when I open them again just a minute or so later, confusion fills me. I try to reach out to protect myself, but before I can, I'm pulled off my feet, my rear end grabbed, and my front pressed against a warm, muscular body. Before I know it, my legs are wrapped around that person's waist, and we are no longer in the foyer. He carries me around until he finally forces open a door and mindlessly slams my back against a metal shelf and then my head against some boxes. A groan of pain escapes my lips as the metal stabs into my back.

But before I could react, soft lips were on mine. Shock floods through my entire being as the moment has taken me completely by surprise. My eyes widen, forcing me to stare at him. There, pressing me against the shelves and trying to push his tongue into my mouth, is Sky. I couldn't believe it. He was always so gentle and kind, but now he's carrying me around and kissing me without my consent. I try to push him away, but he feels like an immovable object, heavier than a mountain. I even punch at his rock-hard pecs as I feel myself slowly falling into him. And before I know it, our lips move in perfect harmony; my mouth even opens slightly as he grips my ass a little tighter. His tongue swallows my moan. My hands land on his back. But suddenly, I can feel him smirking against my lips, making me wonder if this is what he wanted.

My hands quickly move from his chest, where I have only shown him aggression, to his neck and pull him closer to me. What is that feeling—this warmth deep in my stomach? Or this tingling further south?

Even though hundreds of these thoughts of the strangest feelings are racing through my head, I can't let go of him. His woody smell, mixed with the sweetness of something in his mouth, intoxicates my senses. I feel the desire rising for him to continue and take what he wants.

This time, not even the thought of him and his senseless death could spoil my mood, as I feel safe and even desired in Sky's arms.

"I fucking knew it." I hear him suddenly grumble. When I open my eyes from the daze, I see Sky's blurry image, his pale face flushed and his expression serious, if not angry. When I try to say something, he pushes me roughly against the shelf, his legs pushing up. "You've wanted me since you first saw me."

I can only stare at him in confusion, but he is already kissing my neck, biting me gently, and whispering things in my ear that were dirtier than anything I'd ever heard before. Something was clearly wrong.

I hold his face in my hands and try to get him to look at me, but when he finally does, his expression turns angry. Before I know it, his hand is around my neck, his grip is tight, and he is choking me painfully.

"But then I saw you with the girl and these two huge men. I couldn't believe it! Before I could make a move, you had already gone out and found yourself some toys."

When he calls my stone soldiers "toys," my heart starts to burn. How dare he call honorable men that? He has obviously misunderstood something, but when I open my mouth to clarify, his grip on my neck tightens even further, so much so that I can hardly breathe. He seems to have lost his mind, but what can I do?

"Sky!" I barely manage to say, but he's not listening. Instead, he talks about me, telling me what a selfish wanker I am for allowing both Riven and Sky to touch me and defile my body for him. 

I can't believe the Gaul of him thinking I would stay pure for him, and then suddenly, something bursts out of him that he probably didn't want to say. He shouts out what I already suspected, namely that he and Sky have switched identities.

The fact that he lied to me for so long hits me the hardest. I thought I could trust him; after all, he always came to my cell when I was a prisoner, cleaned me, and fed me one by one to torture me like the wild animals they are, but that was obviously just wishful thinking. It makes me angrier than I probably should have been, so I turn the tables. Finally, I grab him by the neck and hope he lets go, but he starts grinning in a sinister way. It sent cold sweats down my spine to see something so vicious on the face of a man who always seemed like a puppy.

"I fucking dare you," he said through pursed lips, staring madly into my eyes, "Squeeze harder, I dare you!"

I've never felt so intimidated before. Is there something wrong with him? Suddenly, his grip on my neck tightens enough to easily snap it; no doubt there will be many bruises afterward. I have to make a decision. If he keeps this up, I will surely die.

"Brandon!" I yell, making him stop. Confusion is clear on his face, his eyes glowing with dawning realization. His hand quickly withdraws. As I gasp for air, he holds me upright, one of his hands behind my head and the other trying to protect as much of my spine as possible. He begins to apologize endlessly, like a child found with his hand in the cookie jar.

I try to breathe, but my throat burns painfully. Yet, I push against his chest again; this time, he lets me down but still holds my body upright for a minute. My body is at its limit from the rapid healing before, and the now compromised state is just too much. Thankfully, it only takes a short time before the rest of the healing magic still coursing through me at least helps to ease the swelling in my throat, just enough to let me breathe evenly.

I want to lecture him, scream at him, and let all my feelings out, but his glassy eyes tell me he's not there. Hopefully, it's just the clearly smuggled alcohol and not something more serious.

I try to get past him, but he quickly tries to hold me back. He mumbles something about me catching my breath, giving me hope that even in this situation and condition, he's still trying to help me. But it feels wrong because none of this was consensual, as if he's trying to clear his conscience of what he did to me here in this... in this supply closet.

Somehow, the place we ended up in while making out makes me feel even worse. Am I just a toy to him? Did I misjudge his personality? Is he really a player who breaks people's hearts? I feel so stupid, so silly. Why did I let this happen? I could have prevented everything, but I didn't. Why?

"Please, I- I was just so overwhelmed-"

Before he can spit out his lies, all I see is red, and anger shoots through my veins, just like it did on the battlefield. Can I control it this time? My anger had always been uncontrollable, like I was an explosion just waiting to go off. But this time, in this small room, surrounded by Brandon's intoxicating scent, it doesn't seem to be able to happen, even though my anger threatens to boil over. The overall emotions just weren't there. It was almost as if the last explosion had balanced me unknowingly out. 

But that couldn't be. How could the death of my true love be the catalyst for my anger to subside?

[Masterlist]

[marbienl13]

[wetfloor-sign09]

Jayden Revri in (the short amount time he had) winx wow.. he just wow

[tubborucho]

That’s weird how all those media conglomerates when they make rebuts of kids show like Scooby Doo or Winx think that audience wants the rebut to be EDGY and full of TEEN ANGST, and they are so wrong each time.

We actually just want a story of a group of friends who deeply care for each other and solve mysteries/save world/[insert other activity from the show].

[nonametospeakof]

The fact that some people don't know that winx club had a musical... The trix song was amazing. Their evil laughs are on point and the shade they throw is amazing.

Their costumes were honestly amazing! The songs were nice, also Flora finally got a main role!

[gaaralover55]

I just read the Fate: The Winx Saga Comic and it's story is suppose to play out after season 2. So it's season 3 but in comic form.

And I will be honest. I am so happy that this show got cancelled. Because it was a walking dumpster fire, filled with all kinds of bad themes and story ideas that ruined the characters we fell in love with when we were young.

And this comic didn't help either. I have nothing against the artstyle. Because it was the only positive thing in this comic which made characters look way more intressting then their show counterparts.

But sadly I can't say the same thing about their personlities. Because they are the same unlikeable characters like in Fate.

What pissed me off was ehat they did to one of my favourite villians in Winx Club! They turned Lord Darkar! The dark Phoenix! The walking skelleton with armor that is fused to his bones! Into some lame wannabe steampunk bastard! They took away my favourote dark lord charm!

They ruined him just like they ruined Lord Valtor! Or Sebastian Valtor. The lame son of Valtor. (Thank you for telling my mistake @moonli9htsstuffhtsstuff)

And I must say the ending was very brutal and made me really angry. There were so much wasted potential, changes and I won't spoil because it will make more pepole angry.

Oh at hell it with it!

Beatrix and Bloom are sisters, Daohne has been replaced with someone called Briar Terra, her girlfriend and Riven dies at the end in the story by monsters. That was unleased by an evil Stella who has stolen Bloom'd identity. Stella's mother Luna has disowned her and made Stella's cousin her heir insteaf.

This is just some of the few spoilers from the comic. And I know I wrote some information wrong, but I don't care! Because Fate the Winx Saga is trash.

[supercap2319]

"This is so weird. And embarrassing." Y/N said.

Y/N and Sky used the Stone of Memories from the Royal Archives at Alfea, and accidentally ended up in the past. Specifically, the time at Alfea when Andreas and Silva were teenagers themselves, and the headmistress was named Mavilla.

It was weird seeing Alfea college for Fairies like this. Seeing a young Ben Harvey, Ms. Dowling. Even Rosalind. Y/N and Sky pretended to be students at Alfea. Attending the school dance as they watched Silva and Andreas sneak off, and in a cruel twist of fate, they watched them kiss.

"You're embarrassed? What about me? Watching my dad and Silva kissing behind the stone wall. This is our make-out spot. Now, I have to find out my dad and Silva did things there too?"

"I think we need a new make-out spot." Y/N jokes.

"We should go. This is so disgusting." Sky grimaced.

"I always knew they were more than best friends." Y/N giggled as Silva and Andreas broke apart and looked at them. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"Making out." Y/N grabbed Sky and kissed him on the lips.

[zaceouiswriting]

Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans - Ch.31

Character: Sky x male reader, Riven x male reader, Brandon x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in Winx Club/Saga

Warnings: None

(Let me introduce you to Brandon. Please ignore his hair and eye color. It's almost impossible to find someone with sky-blue eyes and golden hair. Just imagine that he has both. Thank you.) (Also, before anyone asks: Yes, the Brandon (Who knows, knows) we saw in the Winx Saga is handsome, but in my opinion, he just doesn't fit.)

Eating at the cafeteria was quite awkward, as Sky and Brandon had sensed the awkwardness between Riven and me. However, I told them that I still thought he was a psychopath and hoped that this would help cover up what happened between us. When I looked over at him, he seemed relieved and even smiled cheekily, almost as if he liked that I thought he was crazy and kept our incident a secret.

Even though the situation with Riven happened over an hour ago, I can't get that stupid glint in his beautiful indigo eyes out of my head.

Upset, I thrust my sword down harder and accidentally split a tree in half. I move gracefully like snow slowly falling down the Bargener mountains. It almost feels like I'm dancing—moves I've never done before. Up until this point, I've always fought efficiently to kill. But now that none of that is around, I can finally let go.

I move like one of those dancers on the stages of clubs young nobles like to go to, where a story is told only through dancing. I never really liked it, though. It was boring, and even now that I'm doing something similar, I still don't like it, but the movements just feel right. Honestly? My body feels a lot more exhausted than usual. Normally I would have to train from morning to evening to get even a bit tired. But with so much movement, the sweat is dripping down my forehead after just an hour.

In the middle of a particularly long circular motion where I twist and turn several times, I initially press my sword between my eyes against my chest, but then let go and hold it in one hand while I go in the other direction with my free hand. However, I quickly pull back as I notice my turns becoming sloppier and hold it tightly to me instead. As a final act, I carefully move my free hand to my sword and snake my arm upward, holding the blade up, until I firmly grasp the handle with both hands. Suddenly I stop and thrust the sword forward.

Nothing happens for a second, until the tree I'm aiming the sword at gets a big hole in it, and many trees behind it look similar.

I feel oddly proud of it and smile mischievously. Especially since I know someone who can help me heal these trees, the picture of the girl from the forest flashes in my mind.

But suddenly something lands on my head, pulling me out of my prior thoughts. Soon after, I feel a sharp pain where this small animal stands. As I reach up, I can feel feathers. I grab it quickly, as one should when handling a small bird, immediately and effortlessly removing it from my scalp and moving it before my eyes.

"You little shit," I mutter under my breath, "how dare you peck at me?" As I stare at it, a strange sensation comes over me, almost as if its striking blue feathers are pulsing. I stroke it down to its front, just above the heart. Pressing my thumb onto it, I find what I expected. Lifting my gaze from his chest back to its eyes, I couldn't hold back a wide grin. All the while, its black eyes gleam fearfully back at me.

But I don't say anything else. Instead, I put the little bird in my pocket, careful not to hurt its wings. Since it is warmer now than recently, I walk briskly around the house.

As I rush through the front door, there are still many people milling around, talking and even giggling. Some of the girls even talk to the boys, something they've mostly avoided before, which makes me happy as I like the specialists and I know that many of them have their eye on some of the fairies. Of course, they would; they're fairies and therefore beautiful.

A couple of guys call me over the moment they see me from seats in the lounge. When I get there, one of them jumps up and puts me in a headlock, or at least tries to, but out of pure reflex, I do the same. Laughing, we start to wrestle, but I try to be mindful not to crush my new little friend in my pocket.

But suddenly I see a grin on his face, and before I know it, he drops to the ground, puts his feet on my stomach, and catapults me into the air. I can only watch all this with wide eyes, too stunned at the absurdity of the moment.

What the fuck just happened? I look around and find myself face down on the couch where the idiot had been sitting. When I find his eyes again, I think I see an apologetic glint in them, but he quickly stands up, swings himself over the arm of the sofa, right next to me, and even helps me sit up normally.

"Dude, what the fuck is going on?" I ask him quietly, trying not to seem too bothered in front of the girls.

"Sorry, bro," he whispers back, audibly apologetically, "but I really like this girl, and... well, you know me. I usually eat my own foot when I talk, and although they giggle a lot, they seem uncomfortable around me."

As I look from him to the girls, then back to him, and back to the girl he seems to like, I can only groan internally, but I smile at him anyway. I hope I've made it obvious that our conversation isn't over yet, but instead of talking it out right then and there, I turn to the girls.

"I'm sorry for the sudden... interruption, but you see, Vinok over here"—I put my arm around his shoulders, look at him briefly, and stroke his chest—"is a little impulsive." I let my words sink in for a moment and when the girl's expected uncomfortable expression becomes visible, I know that the moment has come. "Don't get me wrong, he's a great guy, kind, a problem solver, strong, fierce, and strong-willed; he can be a great protector and an excellent listener."

I ordered him to stand up to prove my last point, which he quickly did. For a second I feel my smile widen; a sick thought of ordering him to do lots of embarrassing things crosses my mind, but I quickly push it aside.

"As you can see, he is tall, maybe still a bit lanky, but with enough training that will change too but"- I pull up his shirt, showing the girls his flawless abs, and smack them lightly- "He is already well defined; he takes pride in his looks; just behold his sharp facial features and those light blue eyes. Once he goes on a mission in his second year, girls will be all over him. It would be best for all concerned to catch him as early as possible before he can build an ego, as he is still down to earth and a very humble, resourceful man."

As I watch the girls blush more and more (I may take advantage of the moment to stroke Vinok's abs more than necessary), I analyze the girl he seems to like: Nacterna, a fairy whose powers even scare me a little since she can manipulate the darkness. I wouldn't like to meet her in a dark alley.

She is the first to regain her composure. "So you're talking your friend up, aren't you?" she asks, although she obviously already knows the answer. I can only smile kindly at her. "Then please tell me all the bad things about him too."

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Vinok direct his confident gaze at me, but it completely disappears when he sees my playful grin.

"Alright then, please excuse my informal choice of words," I tell her without giving her a chance to say anything. "He's a bit of a dumbass, rather dull and oblivious; he doesn't understand most of the time when people don't want to talk to him or about the subjects he brings up, and his manners are also pretty much the worst I've ever seen." I feel like I'm getting off-topic and start to disparage his character instead, but when I see the dejected expression on his face, I can only sigh; after all, I like him. "Despite all of that, he has my full seal of approval, manners can be learned, and even though most of the subjects he's interested in are lame, he has an almost childlike fascination with them, and his brain is completely tuned to them. He could probably learn a lot, but I would honestly advise against it because he's a great guy either way. If I had the choice of who I wanted by my side in battle or just as a friend, he would be one of my first choices."

Nacterna looks at me in astonishment. Although we haven't spoken much, she knows as well as anyone how high my standards are, since for the past two months I have barely acknowledged my roommates, let alone the popular girls in our fairy class.

But after my rather long speech, it was quiet; even though it had been noisy a few seconds before, it now almost seemed we were the only people there.

I look around; everyone is staring at us, and then I avert my gaze back to Vinok. I immediately feel my cheeks burning. Quickly I pull my hand away from his abdominal muscles, which I seemingly have been mindlessly massaging the whole time. Although it doesn't seem to bother him much, the strange looks make me feel uncomfortable. Only when I stop does he look down, whereupon I immediately order him to sit down again. But the discomfort didn't go away after that.

I apologize and quickly leave the room, but it's not until I'm back in the foyer, standing in the middle of the mosaic, that I can breathe again. I can't even remember ever holding my breath. So I take a deep breath, not thinking about much other than the hope that I at least played a decent wingman. It was my first time, after all.

As I replay that last part in my head, an old image of him comes to mind—his smile as he looked down at me while he took my first breath. I couldn't control the tightening of my pants or the furious blush on my cheeks as a certain heat overwhelmed my entire body. It has been a while since I thought about what it feels like to make love.

Still, deep in my little world, I suddenly feel something hard against me. I am torn from this dream that only consists of love and memories.

I look around me with blurred vision, although it takes a while before I can focus again, but in the meantime, I feel my body crumbling. Somehow I knew that I would soon be lying on the floor.

Instead of just falling, I feel something massive falling with me, as if I'd just run into a dilapidating wall or large statue that I must have somehow run into. I still couldn't see anything concrete. But as I see the ground getting closer, I close my eyes, too mentally exhausted to do anything about it, certain that whatever may fall on me can never hurt me too much.

I wait and wait, but the pain never comes. There was a sharp jolt, but no pain. But somehow I still can't believe that's all, so I keep my eyes closed and my hands near my chest. At least I think it's my chest, but when I touch it and grip it a little harder, I don't feel anything. Have I hurt myself without realizing it? Have I lost feeling in most parts of my body? But then again, I can move my hands, fingers, and feet without a problem.

Daring to open one eye a slit, I see something... no, someone, below me. Even more confused than before, I open my other eye, but the surprise of what I see causes them to widen until I can clearly see the tight blue-gray uniform of the second-year students at Red Fountain Academy. Many frightening thoughts are running through my head; in the end, I can only hope this is not one of the ones I don't want to see. Very slowly, almost comically, I raise my gaze and soon find myself looking directly into the pure blue eyes of the golden-haired, handsome boy whom I try to avoid at every turn.

Why does fate have to be such a bitch? I can't believe that even though I try everything to avoid him, I still somehow run into him. Literally. What's going on?

"Are you okay?" Brandon's slightly distorted voice sent a chill down my spine; it sounded hoarse and deep, but somehow raspy too. By the old ones, how am I supposed to exist like this?

I quickly realize that it has been my mistake not to answer him, because the next moment I feel his fingers on my face and under my chin. He tilts my head slightly, probably so he can see me better.

So just a second later I can see everything about him, and there is not a single blemish on his skin, not a speck of dust, not even a birthmark—nothing; his skin is clean and soft, almost inviting me to gently poke it. For some reason, I believe his skin would feel like the washed and dried one of a newborn baby. I still vividly remember how soft Vivian's skin was when she was born; even though she was an ugly baby, her demeanor was so sweet. She looked at me with wide eyes, started to smile, and grabbed my hand. She was my shadow until Grandpa banished me to war.

I am suddenly painfully aware of his worried look, almost staring into my soul, making me uneasy. "It's fine," I barely managed to say, my voice uncertain. His gaze becomes suspicious, but he lets it go. Yet he didn't let go of my face. Our faces come closer; I almost feel like I'm falling into his beautiful sky-blue eyes, and I wish I could taste his lips just once. From this angle, they look reddish—though normally very pale pink—and moist, as if he had been preparing for a moment like this. They are slightly open, almost begging me to put my own on them.

I feel myself wanting it and moving into him, and then I'm right in front of his face. He also raises his head and comes closer to me, just like I do. It's almost like something magical is forcing us closer together. But when I finally feel his hot breath on my lips, my senses return.

I immediately push him back down, wild fear coursing through my veins. Did I almost really kiss him? And worse, I wanted it? I can't believe it! Enraged, I sit up, but feeling his rock-hard abs under my bottom only makes it worse. All I want to do is help him back onto his feet and take him to any empty room I can find. Damn, why do the biggest assholes have to be the hottest guys?

I sit there for a minute, desperately trying to get these dirty thoughts out of my head where they most definitely don't belong. Even though I'm engaged, I can't bring myself to care about my fiancé. I'd rather never get married than be forced to. On the other hand, finding a lover would not only be easy, but it wouldn't be outrageous; I wouldn't be the first King with lovers. It might shame me in the eyes of many to do so, but then again, I have no say in my marriage, so shouldn't I be allowed to fool around and find someone worthy of my love, even within the context of marriage or engagement?

While I am pondering about all these different thoughts, I suddenly feel two rough, warm hands on my legs. My gaze immediately jumps back to Brandon, whose face is even redder than before.

"Can you stop moving?" he whispers, almost too quiet to hear. It honestly takes a moment for his words to sink in, but the moment it finally happens, my head snaps in his direction. Once again, my cheeks flush; only this time I can feel my whole body burning.

Never in my life have I gotten up faster than at that moment. I must forget what I saw; nothing of it can stick in my memory. This guy... this madman can't be on my mind in my lonely moments when I dream about him and remember the naughty times we shared. No, that cannot happen; I would rather turn myself into an eunuch than dishonor the love I shared with him!

I inwardly curse myself and try desperately to get that image out of my head, but it seems impossible. I look around discreetly, but luckily I can't see anyone, so our encounter and the unfortunate direction it has taken might have gone unnoticed. At least there won't be any rumors. After all, I don't think my forced fiancé would be very pleased to learn that I nearly made out while I was engaged to him. But then again, why should I care? None of my offspring will come from him anyway; I'd rather end the existence of my world than have a child with someone I don't love or, for that matter, don't even really like.

Before I can sink too deeply into thought again, I remember Brandon. When I look down, I see him still lying on the floor, but the redness in his face and his heavy breathing have calmed down.

He doesn't react immediately when I hold out my hand. Only when I clear my throat does he turn his head in my direction, and when I catch his eye, I see only surprise.

“Come on, take my hand,” I murmur. “I don’t want to look like an idiot just because you have a problem controlling your body.”

Brandon blushes again, but luckily he finally takes my hand, and with a quick movement I pull him up. It must have shocked him because his eyes are wide, but he is so close again. Instead of just standing up, he comes closer to me. He's taller than me, more than I initially thought, which isn't difficult since we were never this close, or maybe I'm not as tall as I always believed. At least Sky, the brown-haired prince of Eraklyon is even taller than him.

The sky-blue eyes looking down at mine make me uneasy again, weakening my knees. Suddenly, I feel a hand at my side, the grip on my waist hard, not tight enough to hurt me but enough to make me even more nerveless. Does he care about me, or is this all just one long joke for him?

In this situation, I have to remind myself that he was the one who tortured me the most in that seedy dungeon; he was callous and cruel. It makes me remember the blood I've lost, the pieces of flesh he's cut out, and the many ways he's almost killed me. It finally frees me from this strange spell that Brandon seems to have cast over me. The butterflies in my stomach turn sour, and anger radiates from my heart. Suddenly my knees feel stable again.

With a raging fire burning in my heart, I finally push him away, turn around, and storm away, leaving the scattered books and papers he must have been busy with for him to pick up.

[Masterlist]

[evycloudberry]

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

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

Disclaimer: swearing

Taglist: @slytherinambitious @ellatitanium @untalentedsideoffandoms

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Begin Again (Part 9)

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

And he hurried off in quick footsteps.

She approached him, smiling but a bit puzzled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And technically, you love me." He added

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

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

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

"I broke up with you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh. Someone I know?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Prelims

Poll A3

9 contestants, 4 spots for the tournament

[ebby-bebby]

WHO WAS GOING TO TELL ME IT WAS WINX CLUB’S 20TH ANNIVERSARY!!!

To celebrate I’m including some of my fave winx clubs piece Ive made over the years! Winx Club has help sparked (pun intended) new life into my art and has inspired me to make what I love!

🩷 HAPPY BIRTHDAY WINX CLUB 🩷

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Botanic Tournament : Unspecific Flowers Bracket 2 !

Final

[atrxides]

Would've, Could've, Should've

for @rxnefairs​, this song fits her so well it makes me want to cry, we deserve more of her story. This is also a gift to my fellow Eve Best/Farah swifties xxx

[jellybean-supreme]

My Student.

Description:

Silva has been attacked by a burned one and is sit in his office slowly dying bc the soldiers can't find the burned one so a group of his students including you go out to find it and are very successful and Silva healing very quickly when they all come back and he's putting his shirt back on

"You're all a bunch of idiots, stupid impulsive reckless idiots," He says, getting up and approaching the group of students.

I'm just saying I don't really ship Sky and Riven, but I was like, why not try it, so yea. If you don't like it, leave. And there is definitely going to smut/lemon.

I Love You

Silva has been attacked by a burned one and is sit in his office slowly dying because the soldiers can't find the burned one so a group of his students including you go out to find it and are very successful and Silva healing very quickly when they all come back and he's putting his shirt back on

"Your all a bunch of idiots, stupid impulsive reckless idiots" He says getting up and approaching the group of students

"That's a new way to thanks." I mutter to myself hoping that nobody hears. I've been trying to make Saul Silva notice me for a while, I've had a crush on him since I joined the school. I've tried getting over my crush on him, but it won't go away. It's a real pain in my fucking ass.

*Saul heard you*

Excuse me who are you talking to? *He said turning to face you and the others look shocked that you'd talk back to him*

"No one" I say trying not to roll my eyes, who did it look like i was talking to a fucking ghost?

*Saul stops Infront of you and puts his hands behind his back*

No need to have an attitude, Miss *He's very close to you* what your name?

"I don't have an attitude. And my name is Y/n." I reply

*He's studying you as he moves around you to get a good look at you*

How old are you, Y/n?

"I'm 18" I say annoyed

*He stops behind you, his eyes on your body*

One of the youngest here, why did you transfer here?

"Because the headmistress asked me to." I say not wanting to discuss this in front of other people who i didn't know well.

*He hums behind you, his eyes on your curves which the uniform hugged perfectly*

And why did she ask you to transfer here, sweetheart?

"That's none of your business. " I say wanting to get out of here.

*He gently takes your chin and turns your face to look at him*

Everything that happens here is my business sweetheart, even you. Now, why did she ask you to move here?

"Like i said. Its. None. Of. Your. Business." i said with a more serious tone as I leave his office annoyed. The students who were there with me in his office gasped in surprise that anyone would talk back to Silva.

*He looks at you leave as he stays stood there in shock after you'd spoke to him that way, something no one had ever done before. He looked back at the others and ordered them all to leave too. He stood in the office for a moment, thinking of you. Something had come over him when he saw you, he didn't know why he was attracted to you*

*Later in the night Saul's is sat at his desk doing paperwork*

*He thought of you again, wondering who you were and why he was feeling such a strong attraction to you. He tried to concentrate on his work but he couldn't. He looked at the clock and saw it was getting late and knew that if he stayed here he wouldn't get any rest so he tidied his desk and got up. He headed out of his office and locked the door before walking through the empty halls*

*As he walked he thought of what you said to him, you where a first year yet you spoke back to him. No one had ever made Saul so confused before. He saw you as a sweet young girl who should be respectful and polite but there was an attitude and something else there too. A fire? A spark? He shook his head thinking no, that couldn't be it. Yet the way you spoke back to him and the look in your eyes made him shiver at the thought. It was strange how you had this effect on him*

*As he continued walking towards his living quarters he saw a door slightly open and heard a small sniffle coming from the room. He knew he should walk away and not get involved but the urge to know what the sound was compelled him to go over and open the door. It was the first years changing rooms, where were girls changed into their uniforms for school, but who and why was someone in here at this time of night?*

He walked inside and heard another sniffle from the end of the hall. He walked into that room to see you sat on the floor, your knees pulled up to your chest and your head buried in your knees. He didn't expect to see you there in the late hours of the night, but he couldn't help and think seeing you looking so vulnerable and small made his heart ache and his stomach flutter. He slowly walked over towards you and knelt in front of you

"Are you alright?" Silva asked quietly, trying not to startle or scare you.

You were so in your own world and wrapped up in your own feelings that you gasped and jumped slightly when you saw him. The sight of him made your heart skip a beat and a shiver go down your spine. You tried to wipe away any tears that might be on your face whilst avoiding his gaze

"Y-yeah, I'm fine..."

He could tell you were lying and put his hand under your chin and lifted your face to look at him

"Don't lie to me, sweetheart. Something's troubling you, tell me what is it?"

Your stomach fluttered as he put his hand under your chin and lifted your head, forcing you to look into his eyes. You weren't used to the nickname either and it made your head fuzzy

"It's nothing, I just....It's nothing."

Tears came to your eyes again, and you let out a shaky breath to try and keep them from falling

The look in your eyes, the way your bottom lip quivered as you tried to hold back tears made his heart ache. He couldn't stand to see you upset, he pulled you forwards into his chest and wrapped his arms around you, gently stroking your hair

"It's not nothing sweetheart, tell me what's got you so worked up at this time of night"

"I'm scared." i finally admit. "I'm scared they'll find me. I don't want to go back."

His heart aches again when he hears your afraid voice come out. He tightens his hold on you and pulls you onto his lap, cradling you against him. His hand moved from your hair down to your hip to pull you onto his lap more. He spoke gently, wanting you to feel safe in his arms

"Who's going to find you, sweetheart?"

"My 'family'" I reply shivering at the thought of them.

He noticed the shiver that went down your body as you spoke of your 'family' and his frown deepened as he held you tighter to his chest

"What did they do, sweetheart? What's got you so afraid of them?"

I don't reply. I want to. But how do I know I can trust him? I don't want to go back to them. I can't. I'd rather walk into the forest and get killed by a burned one.

A few minutes have passed, I'm still not saying anything. I'm just crying out all the tears i can.

He can see you going through so many emotions, you were fighting with yourself whether to talk to him or keep it to yourself, but he wants to know how to comfort you and keep you safe. He just quietly holds you against his chest letting you get all your tears out, he's trying to keep him emotions in check, but seeing you like this, being so vulnerable, he had to hold back the urge to take you away and protect you, to keep you somewhere safe and never let you go. He tried to keep calm and keep his head level

"They- They'd torture me. They would catch a burned one and let it scratch me then cut me while I'm tied to a chair, though when they'd see I'm close to death they'd kill the burned one and wait for me to heal a little before doing it again." I finally tell him as I'm trying not to start crying again.

His heart shattered when he heard what you had been through. His eyes darkened and an anger he hasn't felt in a long time filled his system. His arms around you tightened as he pulled you closer against him, protectively. How anyone could do that to another person, let alone you, such a sweet wonderful girl, it filled his body with rage and the urge to keep you safe and away from anybody who would hurt you

"Why? Why would they do such horrible things to you?"

"I-I do-don't know-w" I reply shakily

He slowly and gently rocks you back and forth as you sat on his lap in his arms, his hold on you strong and protective. He buried his nose into your hair, taking in all your scent, it helped a little to calm his anger, but the rage within him still raged wanting to get his hands on your so called 'family'. He lifted his head to look down at you

"How long has this been going on?"

"Since I was 4" I say as I cry again

His heart aches even more when he hears you say that. How could anyone do that to a child? How dare they torture you in such a manner. He held you tighter, his hand moving up and down your back to soothe you, he didn't know what to do or say, he could just hold you and hope that was enough to provide some comfort. He had to ask one more question, he was terrified of what the answer could be but he had to know

"14 Years? This has been going on for 14 years?"

I nod crying into his chest harder.

*He could feel your tears staining his shirt but he didn't care. He moved a hand up to your head and began threading his fingers through your hair slowly, it was all he could do to make you feel calm*

"They can't get to you here, sweetheart. I won't let them get you. I'll protect you, I promise."

*He let you cry all the tears you needed until you were finally able to calm down and stop. All the while he held you against his chest and comforted you with gentle caresses as he continued to rock you a little. He could feel his shirt completely wet with your tears, but it didn't matter to him. He only cared about the feeling of your body against his as he held you closely with no desire to let go*

2 hours have passed since Saul told me they can't get me and I'm so tired, I'm still crying, but not as much or hard as before. I feel as if I'm going to fall asleep in his arms any minute.

*He could feel you go limp against him as you slowly started to fall asleep, his shirt was still wet from the tears you had shed, but he didn't care. His heart still ached for you as he looked down at your tired face, your eyes slowly starting to flutter shut as you were on the verge of sleeping. He thought about what to do. He didn't want you to move and wake up, but you needed rest and a bed would be better than the cold floor*

*He slowly moved to get up, still holding you against him, your whole body weight on him, you were completely limp in his arms from being so tired. He slowly and carefully stood up with you in his arms and continued to hold you close, your head resting on his shoulder as he slowly started to walk out if the room towards his office. He walked through his office and into the adjoining room, a bedroom, and slowly lay you down on the bed carefully so as not to wake you up. He stood looking down at you for a moment, before he slowly sat on the edge of the bed beside you*

*He stayed sat next to you as he looked down at you sleeping peacefully with a small frown on your face. He wanted to wipe away the frown, to take away any nightmare or bad thought you may be having right now. He slowly laid down on the bed next to you, one arm under his head and the other pulling you close against him, making sure to be gentle so as not to wake you up. He held you in the crook of his arm, your head against his shoulder and your body pressed against his as he slowly started to drift off to sleep too*

*He was woken up a couple of hours later to the feeling of you moving around next to him. He slowly opens his eyes and looks down at you, your back to his chest, his arm around you keeping you close to him. He could feel you moving around a little, your whole body wriggling against him. He slowly tightens his arm around you, trying not to startle you but to let you know he's here with you*

*His touch was enough to make you slowly stop all your movements and stop you from waking up properly. You subconsciously moved back into his chest, trying to get as close as possible to him while you were still asleep. He gently and slowly moved his hand to start rubbing your arm gently as you started to slowly wake up*

*He continued to rub your arm gently as your eyes slowly started to flutter open. As you slowly became aware of your surroundings you felt yourself against a firm, muscular chest and you could feel an arm around you, holding you against the chest. You looked down at the arm around you and realized it was Silva's arm. The memories from the night before slowly came back to you and you quickly remember you fell asleep in his arms*

"I'm sorry...." I say quietly feeling bad about what happened last night.

*He slowly stopped rubbing your arm as he heard you whisper an apology, he could hear the guilt in your voice. He knew you had no reason to be sorry but he knew you'd feel bad anyway. He slowly moved his body and shifted so he was laying on his back so he could look down at you next to him*

"There's nothing to apologize for, sweetheart."

*He could see how guilty you looked. He hated seeing that look on your face. The thought of you feeling guilty was making his chest ache. He moved his hand so his fingers could thread through your hair and gently massaging your scalp, trying to soothe you and calm you a little*

"No more apologies, alright?"

"Can you just forget what i told you last night?" I ask him wishing i never told him anything.

*He frowns slightly at your request. Why would he want to forget what you told him last night? You confided in him. Trusted him. How could he forget that?*

"No sweetheart, I won't forget what you told me last night. Why would you want me to?"

"Please?" I beg him softly, my voice quiet.

*He can hear the pleading in your voice and he's tempted to give in and say he'll forget it but he can't. He won't. He couldn't. How could he forget something so important. He gently pulled you up farther onto him until your face was level with his, your body now completely on top of his*

"Why do you want me to forget, sweetheart?"

"Because you'll be nice, then pity me, saying you'll help and protect me then leave me the second i need you. I cant do that again. Please? Please, I'm begging you. Just forget about me and what i told you." I ask quietly.

*It broke his heart hearing your broken voice and hearing the pain in your words. You'd given up. You thought he'd leave you the second you asked for help. That was never going to happen. Over his dead body was he going to leave you alone and let you fend for yourself. No. You'd be safe with him and that was final*

"I will never leave you alone. I won't forget what you told me. I won't ignore it. You're never being left alone again."

"Why can't you just do what i ask?" I mutter to him

*He could hear the pleading in your voice again, along with irritation. He let out a sigh and brought his hand back over to gently hold your chin between his thumb and forefinger, so you were looking directly into his eyes*

"Because I won't forget. I can't. You confided in me sweetheart. You trusted me enough to tell me what happened to you. I'll always remember that. I won't forget it and I won't do what you ask."

"They'll find me. And they *will* kill you to get to me."

*He clenched his jaw and anger built up again at the sound of your words. His anger wasn't directed at you, it was at your 'family'. He knew you were most likely correct about what you had said. But he wasn't worried about himself. He could handle himself. He was more worried about you and the fact they'd try take you back*

"They won't find you and they won't get near you. I won't let them and I will protect you."

"They'll kill you. Then me. If their feeling generous." I say knowing they wont kill me immediately, they'd probably torture me for how long i was gone then kill me.

*He clenched his jaw so hard his teeth started to hurt. If they did get their hands on you, the thought that they would torture you again before killing you nearly made him lose his cool. He quickly calmed himself and looked you directly in the eyes, his own staring into your soul*

"They. Won't. Touch. You. Do you hear me? I won't let them near you, sweetheart"

I nod not believing him. "Can I go know? I have fairy class in 20 minutes and specialist training in 50 minutes." I say wanting to get ready for class before I'm to late. and yes. I'm both. I don't want to be seem as weak when I'm too drained to fight without my powers so I'm doing both.

*He could see the lack of belief in your eyes. He knew it would take time for you to realise he wasn't going to leave you alone. He also noticed that change of subject from talking about your 'family' to classes. He slowly released your chin from his grip and just let his hand rest on your face*

"Fine you can go, but later we're continuing this conversation, understand?"

i nod. Getting up and heading to my room, luckily i didn't need to share with anyone.

*He couldn't help but watch as you climbed off him and off the bed. He stayed laying on the bed for a moment, his eyes trained on you as you walked out of the room and into your own before he finally got up himself, running his fingers through his hair as he tried to control his emotions*

*He walked into his office and settled at his desk, he sat down and tried to continue with his work, but he couldn't concentrate. Thoughts of you were clouding his mind, what had you told him last night just kept playing through his head*

*He sat at his desk for God knows how long, still trying and failing to concentrate. When that didn't work he gave up and just sat with his fingers tapping the desk. Thoughts of you still going through his head, he couldn't get you out of his head. Suddenly images of you being tortured and hurt came to his mind and he let out an irritated growl and got up from the desk, not able to sit and concentrate any longer*

*He stormed out of his office and slowly started walking down the hallway, the sound of his footsteps echoing around with how fast he was walking. His thoughts still going over every single thing you had told him, he clenching his jaw and gritting his teeth at the thought of anybody laying hands on you, wanting to find your 'family' and hurt them for what they had down to you*

*He continued walking down the hallway, he passed a few people but he either didn't notice them or ignored them. He was just on a mission to try and work out his thoughts. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks as an idea entered his head. He looked around and quickly started making his way to a certain room*

*He made his way to a training room. As he walked inside he was relieved to see nobody was in there. That was exactly what he needed. He made his way to the middle of the room, took his gun out of its holster on his hip and placed it on a table near him*

*He slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows and then stretched his arms and neck muscles before he began throwing punches in the air. Each time he threw a punch he imagined it was the face of one of your 'family' members. The thought made him angry and each punch got more and more violent as he began to work himself into a rage*

*He kept up his punching, going over and over again. Every punch was fueled by rage at your 'family'. He wanted to find them and hurt them for even laying a hand on you. He continued punching the air for another 10 minutes, sweat starting to drip from his forehead, breathing slightly labored but he continued to punch the air with every ounce of strength he had*

He didn't stop not even when Sky and I came looking for him, since he was late for training, which has never happened before. "Saul." Sky says trying to get his attention.

*He didn't stop what he was doing, he kept throwing punches, breathing heavily as he continued to work through his anger. Then he heard a voice speak behind him. His mind was so focused on the punching and thoughts of your 'family' , he hadn't even noticed someone come into the room. He stopped and turned around to find Sky and you standing there*

*When he saw you and Sky standing there he suddenly realized that he had completely lost track of time. He quickly looked at his watch and realized he was extremely late for your training session. A flash of guilt crossed his face at the thought of how worried you must have been for him to be so late but it quickly disappeared as his eyes landed on you. His mind still going over the things you had told him last night, he had been unable to stop thinking about it all day*

"Sorry, I didn't notice the time. Let's not waste anymore time." Saul says leaving the room immediately before we could even ask him what's wrong.

*He walked out of the training room quickly and started walking down the hallway. He could faintly hear the sound of footsteps behind him but ignored it, he just wanted to get this training session over and done with. He was still angry but was doing his best to try and keep it under control for now*

*He continued walking down the halls, soon arriving at the training arena. He walked over to it and quickly sat down on the steps, not bothering to look behind him to see if Sky and you were there yet or not. He just kept his eyes on the arena in front of him, his thoughts once again going to you and your 'family' and how much he wanted to hurt them for what they had done to you*

*He could faintly hear footsteps coming into the arena behind him and turned his head slightly to look behind him. His eyes quickly caught sight of you and Sky walking towards him. His eyes lingered on you for a moment before he suddenly turned forward and began getting up, wanting to prepare for the session as quickly as he could to get it over with*

*He stood up to face you and Sky, trying his best to keep his face neutral. His eyes met yours and he could see how worried you looked, he hated that he had worried you but he had been so caught up in his anger he had lost track of time*

*His eyes continued looking at you for a moment before he suddenly realised he was staring and quickly turned his attention to Sky, trying to look and act as normal as he could and not give away the thoughts that had been going through his head all day*

"COME ON EVERYONE, WHY ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE. START TRAINING." Saul screams making everyone start training.

*He continued standing and watching everyone go through their exercises, he tried to watch everyone else but his attention kept drifting towards you as you went through the training. He couldn't help but keep glancing over at you but he tried his best to not make it too obvious*

*He continued watching everyone's training, his eyes drifting over to you every so often. He was having a hard time trying to focus on what everyone was doing, his mind continued to drift back to the thoughts of you that had been going through his head all day, and of your 'family'. The thought of them just made his anger rise all over again, and his hands clenched into fists without realizing*

He needed to find them and make them pay. How could they hurt you ?And for 14 years? There is nothing in this world that someone can do to deserve that kind of treatment.

*He continued to watch and observe the training. He was trying to stay normal but his thoughts were going rampant, constantly going back to the fact you had been abused by your 'family' almost your whole life with nobody to protect you. That thought alone made his blood boil and the anger rise up again as his mind went through the different ways he could make them pay for what they had done to you*

Without realizing it, training was finished and Saul still sat there watching the arena with a blank face.

*He hadn't even realized the training was over. He was lost in his thoughts and when he suddenly noticed that everyone had stopped and were starting to leave the arena that was when he realized training was over. He quickly snapped back to reality and tried to clear his mind of all his angry and rage-fueled thoughts and put on a normal expression as he stood up from the steps*

'I need to go talk to her' Saul thought to himself.

*He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down as much as possible. His thoughts slowly started to clear as he began to control his anger. He clenched his hand into a fist for a moment before releasing, trying to relieve some of the tension. He then looked around and spotted you just leaving the arena. He quickly started walking towards you*

*He walked quickly to try and catch up with you, calling your name to try and get your attention. Luckily for him he managed to catch up to you at the end of the corridor, quickly coming to a stop in front of you, blocking your path*

"Hello Sir, can I help you with something?" I ask.

*His eyes widened in surprise at the formal way you had just spoken to him. He didn't like it. He suddenly felt the urge to pull you closer and hear you say his name, but he ignored it. He needed to talk to you about something*

"Sweetheart, we need to talk"

"Alright, Sir." I say as he leads me to his office.

*He felt his chest ache at your formal tone. It felt wrong. He missed the more casual and casual and carefree way you used to talk to him, but he ignored it. He led you to his office, opening the door and holding it open so you could go in first, then followed you and closed the door behind him*

*He walked over to his desk, going and sitting down on his chair, gesturing for you to sit in front of him. He waited until you were seated before he spoke*

"There's something I need to ask you, sweetheart"

"Alright?" I reply back curious to what he was going to ask, hoping it didn't have anything to do with what you were speaking about last night.

*He looked you you directly in the eye, his expression serious*

"Do you stand by what you said?"

I look at him confused. "Which part?"

*His eyes hardened slightly as he sat forward, his eyes not leaving yours*

"That nobody has looked out for you. That nobody has protected you."

"Yes. I stand by what I said." I reply, why would I lie about something like that? Why would he believe that i would lie to him about something that serious.

*He clenched his jaw at your answer, his mind trying to keep control as anger slowly started to rise again. He tried to keep his expression calm as he thought over what else you had told him*

"And what about you being abused?"

"Ok, I'm leaving. I'm not just going to sit here and tell someone about my past and then have them question me about what I said. Especially when they sound like they don't believe me." I say getting up. I might just be overreacting, but he's asking me if I'm standing by i said, like I'm someone who would say one thing now then later say something else entirely. I'm not doing this, i think to myself as i get up.

*His eyes widened as he saw you get up to leave, panic immediately going through him. He quickly got up from his chair and came to stand in front of you, blocking your way to the door*

"No sweetheart, wait, I didn't mean it like that"

"Then what else did you mean?" I question him

*He let out a frustrated sigh and looked down at the floor for a moment before looking back at you*

"I didn't mean it like I don't believe you. That's not what I was trying to say. I never doubted for a second that you'd lie about something like this sweetheart"

"Then why question me about the same thing I've already told you about?" I ask a I keep my voice cold and steady.

*He let out another frustrated sigh at your question, his mind thinking back to his thoughts from earlier. How nobody had protected you, how nobody had ever defended you when you had been abused*

"Because I couldn't bear it" *He paused for a moment before he continued* " I couldn't bear the thought of what you went through. The thought that nobody has ever protected you or looked after you. And the fact you had to suffer for so long alone"

I smile. It's so sweet of him. I hope he's not just saying this to make me stay.

*It broke his heart at the sight of the small smile on your face. He hated thinking about all the terrible things you had gone through. He let out a soft sigh and gently cupped your face with his hand*

"I want to ask you something, sweetheart"

I slightly finch when he touches me, but then relax into his hands. "Yes?" I ask him quietly.

*He noticed the flinch when he had touched you but smiled softly as you relaxed into his touch, he kept his hand where it is, gently holding your face. He paused for a moment, his eyes staring into yours as he spoke*

"And I want you to be honest with me"

I nod.

*He couldn't help but relax a little bit at your nod, but then quickly became serious as he prepared himself to ask you a difficult question*

"You said you've never been with anybody before, correct?"

"This is the first time I've been able to escape, so yes." I half lie to him. Technically I've never been with someone I've wanted to.

*He nodded in response but then looked at you for a moment, he could faintly see a lie in your eyes. Like maybe you weren't telling him the full truth. He took a moment to think before he continued*

"And this might be a difficult question to answer. I'm going to ask you something and I need you to be completely honest with me, can you do that, sweetheart?"

I nod again, hoping that he didn't notice my previous lie.

*He noticed the nod and relaxed slightly*

"Have you ever... had anyone lay a hand on you? Force themselves on you and make you do something you didn't want?"

I hesitate, all i do is nod, knowing if i try to say or make a lie he'll definetly notice this time.

*His heart dropped as he saw your hesitant nod, his hand holding your face gently tightening slightly. He took a deep breath and tried to control his anger as he continued*

"Can I ask another question, sweetheart?"

"Yes" I mutter just wanting him to stop asking me questions about topics i don't want to discuss.

*He paused for a moment before he began his next question, his grip on your face tightening slightly more. His eyes searching yours as he spoke*

"Have you ever tried to stop them from touching you?"

"What kind of question is that! Do you really think that I wanted to be touch and raped! Why would any woman or man who has been raped not try to stop it from happening?!" I scream at him angrily. How dare he ask that! Who would ever want to be touched by someone they didn't want to touch them.

*He froze for a moment in shock at your reaction before he slowly retracted his hand that was on your face, feeling guilty for asking that question to you. He kept his eyes glued on yours as he spoke*

"No, I know, I didn't mean it like that. I never thought you wanted it. I just wanted to know if you ever tried to get them off you, like if you tried to defend yourself"

"OF COURSE! AGAIN WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT? DO YOU REALLY THINK I WANTED TO BE TOUCHED AND RAPED MY DAD AND BROTHER? AND UNCELS? WHO THE FUCKI WOULDN'T TRY AND STOP IT. OF COURSE I GO BEAT AND TORTURED ME WHEN I DID THAT BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN THAT I DIDNT TRY TO STOP IT." I scream at him. How dare he have the audacity to ask something like that.

*Saul stood stunned and silent in front of you as you yelled at him, his eyes widened and heart clenching at your words. He couldn't help the guilt that rose up inside him as he listened to you. Once you finished screaming he slowly reached out with his hand to touch you again but this time you flinched away from him, making him stop in his tracks and look at you, guilt and pain going through him*

*He couldn't help the pang of hurt he felt as you flinched away from him, but he couldn't blame you, not after the questions he had just asked. He stared at you for a moment, completely speechless from everything you had just told him. His mind went into a frenzy thinking about all the things you had told him, processing the pain and trauma you had went through in your life*

After i flinched away from him i see the hurt in his eyes, but i ignore it and get up leaving his office and heading to my dorm.

*As you left the room he continued to stand there frozen in a state of shock. He slowly looked up from the spot on the floor he had been staring at as he heard the dorm room door shut behind you. He finally started to come back to reality, guilt and sadness overcoming him as he realised what he had just done to you. He knew what he had done wrong, but he didn't know how he was going to fix this and make it up to you*

How would he fix this? He didn't know what to do. Who could he even ask for advice? Is there even someone who would know anything about you? How is he supposed to fic this? He fucked it up this time beyond repair.

*He slowly walked back over to his chair and slumped down on it, burying his head in his hands in pure guilt and frustration. He couldn't stop the thoughts that ran through his mind, about what he had done to you, how much he had hurt you and how much he was to blame for it. He knew what he did was wrong and he knew asking you those questions would hurt you but he did it anyway. He couldn't blame you for reacting like that. He would have done the same if he were in your shoes*

*He stayed there for a while, deep in thought about everything when he suddenly heard a knock on the office door. In any other situation he would answer or call out and tell whoever was on the other side to come in, but his mind was completely occupied with thoughts about you. He was about to just ignore the knock and stay as he was when suddenly he heard a voice come through the door*

"Hey, Saul? You in there?" Sky called from behind the door, followed by another knock. Saul immediately recognized the voice to be Sky's. He slowly lifted his head up from his hands but said nothing, not sure whether he was in the right mind to talk to anyone at the moment*

"Yea. Come on in" Saul says.

*Sky slowly opened the door upon hearing Saul give the go ahead to come into the office. He carefully stepped inside, taking a moment to look around the room before his eyes landed on Saul. He silently observed Saul's current state, noticing the expression on his face and the tired look in his eyes*

"You okay?" Sky asked, walking over closer to him*

"Yes, I'm good. Did you need something?" Saul lies casually, not wanting Sky to worry about his problems.

*Sky eyed Saul as he nodded to his question, looking unconvinced by his answer. He sat down on a chair opposite Saul's desk, his eyes never leaving him as he spoke*

"Are you sure? You don't seem okay, you look like something's bugging you. I can tell that something's up Saul, don't try and lie to me"

"It's nothing to worry about Sky. It's school stuff." Saul once again lies.

*Sky raised an eyebrow at Saul's excuse, clearly not convinced by his answer. He leaned back on his seat on the chair, keeping his eyes locked on Saul*

"Please don't bullshit me Saul, I can tell something's bothering you. And it's not school stuff. You're a terrible liar Saul, you know that?"

"Actually I'd say I'm pretty good at lying" Saul replies.

*Sky let out a scoff as he heard Saul's response, shaking his head in disbelief. He was amused at how terrible Saul was at lying*

"Oh you may think you're good, but trust me man you're not fooling anyone. You can keep trying to lie and avoid telling me what's wrong, but you're not going to fool me"

"What did you want Sky." Saul says wanting to stop this back and forth talk with Sky.

*Sky let out a sigh at Saul's stubbornness, he knew he couldn't force him to speak but he also wanted for his father figure to tell him what's wrong. After a moment of silence he replied*

"I wanted to ask you about something but then I came in and saw you in your current state and now I'm more curious to find out what the hell is bothering you"

"Fine! Since you won't stop. It's a girl. I messed up really fucking bad. Like beyond repair fuck up." Saul replies a little bit annoyed

*Sky's eyes widened in surprise when he heard Saul mention that it was a girl. He didn't expect a response like that from him, especially in his current state. He was also surprised to hear the annoyance in Saul's voice and the hint of anger*

"A girl? Beyond repair bad? How the hell did you mess things up that badly?"

"So this girl told me something yesterday, and today i asked her about it, but i guess i made it sound like i didn't believe her, and she started to get annoyed at me, but instead of noticing i didn't ask her the right way i asked her another question and it sound way worse than the previous one and she said this, not in these words but yea, 'Fuck this, I'm not going to sit here and tell you stuff about me and have you question me as if you don't believe me' , then I told her i didn't mean it like that. and she didn't leave." Saul says taking a deep breathe about to continue before Sky speaks.

*Sky listened intently as Saul told him what had happened, his eyes widening further as he heard how the conversation between him and you went down. He let out a sigh, surprised at Saul's stupidity*

"Damn, you really messed up didn't you?"

"Just wait. I haven't even finished." Saul replies

"Ok so after I apologized to her telling her i didn't mean it that way and saying how i actually meant it. I asked her another question...........This one being even worse and more accusing than the other and it was a really fucked up question and she answered it and then I asked her about what she answered and it sounded even worse, she got angry and left and didn't even listen to my apology that I didn't have. I don't have an apology, I don't know how the fuck I'm supposed to fix this." Saul finishes sighing angrily and annoyed at himself.

*Sky sat there almost in a state of shock after Saul had finished his story, his eyes widened as he was processing everything he'd just heard. He was speechless for a moment, staring at Saul, then finally spoke*

"You're a goddamn idiot."

"What am I supposed to do? I don't want to buy something and make it look like I'm buying her back? If you get what i mean. And on the other hand I want to tell her everything I'm thinking and how i didn't mean it to sound like that, and that i was actually only trying to understand how someone could do those things and how bad they hurt her so that when i find them i can make them hurt as much as they made her hurt, but that would also involve me telling her i might like her, no screw that love her, but i don't know if she can handle that." Saul rants hoping Sky could help him.

Sky listened intently as Saul began his rant, his eyes watching him and hearing the way he spoke about you. He could sense the guilt, love and desperation in his tone. After thinking about it for a moment, he finally spoke in reply to Saul

"Alright firstly, let me ask you something. And I don't want you to bullshit me, okay?"

Saul nods.

*Sky paused for a moment, his eyes staring intently at Saul before he spoke*

"Be honest with me Saul, what exactly is your relationship with this girl? What do you think of her? The complete truth"

"I love her. I don't think we really have a relationship, i mean i don't think we're friends, but she's one of my students, one of your classmates, and after i found her crying and telling me everything about herself, i also got to know her better when we'd have small conversations when we'd see each other in the haul, but that was before i caught her crying, after that which was yesterday she's been kind of ignoring me, so i called her into my office, and well you know the rest." Saul explains

*Sky was surprised for a moment when Saul confessed that he loved you, but after quickly regaining his thoughts he listened as Saul continued to explain, nodding his head in understanding. He let out a sigh before he spoke again*

"Okay. So let me get this straight, you love a student of yours, who you aren't necessarily friends with, and after finding her crying and knowing more about her, you have the bright idea of interrogating her?"

"I didn't mean it to sound or look like an interrogation, i want to know who i could help her. She's had people who ask about it and their going to help, but when she needs them they eave, i don want to be like them. I want to help her.

*Sky sighs again, rubbing his temple from frustration and disbelief from Saul's explanation*

"The way you did it sounded and looked like an interrogation. And you shouldn't have asked her questions like that in the first place. You can't just ask a person questions about their past traumas like that, especially when their clearly a sensitive topic"

"I know...I should have just kept quite. I don't know how to fix this Sky. How do I fix this? I just wanted to help her. How do i fix this. I don't want her to hate me." Saul says with tears in his eyes.

Seeing this made Sky worried, this is the first time he's seen his father figure show this strong emotion.

*Seeing tears in Saul's eyes made Sky's heart sink. He had never seen Saul in such a state before and it worried him, and Saul's words made him feel even worse. He had come here to ask a question but now this conversation had been pushed to the side and he now had to worry about Saul's emotional state*

"Okay okay just calm down, I'm sure something can be done about this. You won't lose her, okay?" *Sky spoke, trying to calm Saul down*

"How do you know that?" Saul questions tryin to hide his sadness. The last thing he wanted was to look weak in front of Sky.

*Sky gave Saul a sympathetic look when he saw him trying to hide his sadness*

"Saul, you're completely smitten with this girl. It's so obvious that you really care for her. If you give it time and explain yourself properly, she'll forgive you, I'm sure she'll understand"

"How do i explain and apologize to her if she will definitely ignore and avoid me?" Saul asks

*Sky paused for a moment, thinking over Saul's question before replying*

"You'll have to give her space and time to calm down. She definitely won't want to hear you apologize immediately after what you did. Let her cool down, she'll come around to talking to you in like a day or 2"

"Ok..........." Saul says sighing. "What did you need Sky?" Saul ask remembering Sky wanted to ask him something.

*Sky's expression shifted from sympathy to annoyance and mild frustration as Saul's question reminded him of his original reason for coming to his office*

"You and your one track mind" *he mumbled under his breath before speaking up again* "Anyway, I came here to ask you something"

"What did you want to ask Sky?" Saul asks curiously.

*Sky got up from the chair he was sitting on, standing in front of Saul's desk as he spoke up again*

"It's about something important. I need your opinion on something"

"Ok...ask away." Saul replies

Sky paused for a moment, thinking it over before finally speaking

"I uh...well I want to talk about the fact that I have a crush on someone"

"Ohhh little 'I'm never getting a girlfriend cause they have cooties' has a crush." Saul teases. Though he didn't realize that Sky wasn't talking about a girl.

Sky raised an eyebrow at Saul's tease, rolling his eyes at the comment but knowing it was meant in a playful manner

"Shut up you dumbass. Anyway it's not a girl and this is serious, so I want your honest advice for once"

"Oh sorry, let me rephrase. Oohhhh little Mr. 'I'm not ever going to get someone, that's gross'" Saul teases Sky even more.

Sky let out an annoyed groan and rolled his eyes again, unamused by Saul's teasing

"For the love of god Saul can you not be a complete dumbass for once. This is serious"

"Ok sorry, continue. You have a crush?" Saul says

Sky sighed in relief when Saul finally stopped his teasing

"Yeah...and I need your opinion. Advice. Whatever you've got to give me"

"Alright, lay it on me."

Sky paused for a moment, hesitating to speak, a worried expression on his face as he tried to find the right words to say

"So how should I say this...I have a crush on someone, they're really close to me" he paused "and I've known them for years"

"Ok....? And have you just started liking them or have you liked them for awhile? And how can i help you with it? What type of advice do you need?" Saul asks unsure how he could help Sky.

Sky paused for a moment thinking over Saul's questions, looking a little bit nervous as he thought

"Well...they're a really close friend of mine, and we know each other pretty well. I uh haven't started liking them recently...I've probably had feelings for them for years now, but I've never had the courage to tell them"

He paused, thinking of how to say his next statement

"The thing is...there's a problem with this"

Saul nods, gesturing for Sky to continue.

Sky swallowed, looking increasingly worried as he continued to speak

"Well...the person I have a crush on is..."

He trailed off, taking a breath and looking at Saul to see how he would react

"The person I have a crush on.....is a man..."

Sky admitted, hoping Saul would react well

"Sky, I don't know if you were to nervous to notice this, but you already told me that they weren't a girl. I fully support you Sky. Now, how what advice did you want from me?" Saul tells Sky, He probably forgot the entire '"Ohhh little 'I'm never getting a girlfriend cause they have cooties' has a crush." "Shut up you dumbass. Anyway it's not a girl and this is serious, so I want your honest advice for once"'

Sky paused for a moment, looking almost dumbfounded for a moment as he suddenly remembered that he had told Saul that it wasn't a girl, and then remembered Saul's teasing from before. He blushed a little in embarrassment and rolled his eyes, letting out an annoyed sigh

"Right...yeah I kinda forgot about that part"

Saul chuckles. "So who is this person? And how can I help you?" Saul asks still chuckling at Sky's forgetfulness

Sky's blush darkened, embarrassed at his own forgetfulness. Saul's chuckle annoyed him a little bit, but he ignored it for the moment

"It's...a little complicated. And you'd be a little surprised to know who it is"

Saul looked a little bit curious, raising an eyebrow as he saw how nervous Sky was. He was wondering who the person could be that would make him so embarrassed like this

"Well, don't leave me in suspense. Who is it? I promise I won't tease too much"

Sky paused for a moment, hesitating. The fact that Saul promised not to tease him too much wasn't much comfort, but he knew that Saul would probably tease regardless. He swallowed nervously as he slowly spoke up

"...promise you won't laugh or be mad?"

"Yes, I promise Sky." Saul says.

"It's- It's my roommate, Riven." Sky says hesitantly.

Saul stayed silent as Sky spoke, his mind processing the words. Suddenly a sly smile spread across his face, clearly amused

"Wow. I never expected that he would be the person you have a crush on...Riven??"

"But I can tell you that he is in fact into guys and most definitely likes you back, especially with the way he stares at you." Saul adds

Sky's expression changed to surprise and embarrassment, his cheeks tinged with a slight blush. He never thought that Riven might like him back, and now it seemed like Saul could see the way Riven looked at him too

"What do you mean 'with the way he stares at me'? Does he really do that?" he blurted out

"Yeah, he literally stares at you like you stared at that puppy you wanted so bad. He literally looks at you with nothing but love, how did you not notice it?" Saul asks/tells Sky what he's observes

Sky's expression changed to a look of shock and embarrassment as Saul told him what he's noticed. He had never thought that Riven had looked at him like that, and now it all made sense. He had been completely ignorant to the way Riven looked at him. He paused for a moment before speaking up

"I...I never noticed it" he mumbled blushing furiously

Saul chuckled looking at Sky's embarrassed blushing face, before speaking again

"Damn, you're oblivious! The man looks at you like a lovesick puppy and you never noticed it"

"So when you going to confess?" Saul adds

Sky paused for a moment, the flush in his cheeks darkening a bit at Saul's question. He let out a nervous exhale, clearly embarrassed

"I'm...not sure. I wanna wait till he cools down a bit you know? He still seems kind of on edge from our conversation yesterday"

He paused, rubbing his temple, thinking

"What happened?" Saul asks

Sky sighed at the memory of the conversation and explained it to Saul

"Well, yesterday we were sitting in the living room and everything was fine. But then I jokingly pointed out about how he's been avoiding me and he got defensive. And then we had a small argument and he stormed off saying something about how he was tired and wanted to take a nap"

"Looks like we both suck at talking to the people we like" Saul chuckles before adding. "It's going to be ok Sky, He'll come around, just send him a text of give him a note saying to meet you somewhere and surprise him with a picnic and apologize, if you want."

Sky laughed slightly, taking Saul's advice into consideration

"I suppose you're right about that" he laughed "I'll think about doing something like that, but I'll have to wait a while for him to cool down first"

He paused for a moment

"And...thank you for helping me out and giving me advice. It really helped"

"That's what I'm here for." Saul says smiling. "Now unless you have more questions about how to tell him you like him, go to bed, it's almost midnight."

Sky smiled slightly and nodded, noticing how late it was

"Okay, I'll go to bed. But I guess I do have one last question"

He paused, waiting for Saul to listen intently before speaking again.

"Do you think...you think he'd actually accept my confession?" he mumbled, looking at Saul nervously

"I'm 99% sure he will and I'm only saying 99% sure because I dont want to jinx it, and as i said before, he literally looks at you like a love sike puppy." Saul says

Sky's face blushed again as Saul repeated what he said about the way Riven looked at him. He didn't realize that Riven looked at him with love and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed knowing his crush liked him too

"Right...I'll take your word for it, Night Saul"

"Good night Sky" Saul says as Sky leaves him in his office to his thoughts.

Sky and Riven's Pov. cus why not.

Sky left Saul's office, the door creaking as it slowly closed behind him. He let out a breath as he began walking down the hallway silently

He was a mess of thoughts now after talking to Saul, the thought that Riven might actually like him back was on his mind constantly and he couldn't help the faint blush that appeared on his cheeks

Eventually, he reached his room, twisting the door handle and slowly entering. Surprisingly, the lamp on Riven's bedside table was still on, an indication that he was still awake, and he was sitting on his bed, seemingly reading a book

As Sky entered the room, Riven looked up and saw him walking in. He spoke up, a hint of annoyance in his tone

"Finally back from whatever."

"I was talking to Saul, I needed his advice." Sky replies, not wanting Riven to think that he was seeing someone.

Riven simply nodded and hummed in response to Sky's explanation. He looked back down at his book, not fully looking at Sky. Sky could feel the distance between them and could sense the hint of irritation in Riven's response, knowing that he was still upset from their argument yesterday

"I'm sorry about yesterday, I was only joking around." Sky says quietly walking over to his bed as he takes off his shirt and laying down

Riven looks back up as Sky apologizes, his expression softening slightly at the sorry. As he watches Sky take off his shirt and sees his toned body, he quickly looks back down at his book, trying to hide the faint redness on his cheeks

"Uh...yeah...it's alright" he mumbled quietly, attempting to sound nonchalant

"I was wondering if you meet me at the barrier tomorrow?" Sky asks thinking about what Saul had suggested he should do.

Riven pauses as he hears Sky's question, looking up at him with a slightly confused expression

"The barrier? Why?" he asked curiously, wondering why Sky wanted to meet at the barrier

"It's the only place I can think of where people won't be" Sky says, but he felt so nervous so he added. "So no one can hear your screams" but after he said that he felt even more embarrassed because he didn't mean it in a sexual way. But before he can even fix what he said Riven spoke up.

As Sky said the last part about screams, Riven looked up at him with an entertained expression, his mouth twitching in a slight smirk, hiding a little chuckle, knowing exactly how it sounded

He looked at Sky with a raised eyebrow, amused

"Screams, huh?" he said in a teasing tone

"I didn't mean it like that, I meant that I was going to murder you, not in the way your thinking of." Sky stutters as his entire face changed to the color of a tomato.

Riven can't stop himself from chuckling at Sky's flustered look, the redness in his cheeks making him look cute to Riven. He sets his book down as he continues to tease Sky, a slight smirk on his face

"Are you sure you didn't mean it exactly like that, I wonder why you would say something like that" he says in a slightly seductive tone

Sky feeling slightly confident decided fuck it and flirted back. "And what would you say or do if i meant it exactly the way your thinking?"

Riven chuckled again as Sky gained a bit of confidence and decided to flirt back, amused by his statement. He couldn't help but feel a little flustered too at the boldness but tried to hide it. He looked at Sky with a sly expression

"Well if you did mean it like that, then I would do a lot of things to you" he said in a low, suggestive tone

"What kind of things?" Sky says in a soft seductive tone.

Riven's smirk widened at Sky's soft, seductive tone, feeling his heartbeat quicken from it. He tried to maintain his composure as he replied, trying to keep up with the flirting

"Lots of things. I'd do anything if you wanted me to..."

He said in a seductive tone, looking at Sky and biting his lip as he slowly got up from his bed and walked closer to Sky

"I would want you to show me and do everything you want to me." Sky whispers suggestively

Riven chuckles slightly again, loving how forward Sky was being right now. He gets even closer to Sky, only inches away from him, his body almost pressed up against him. He looked into Sky's eyes with a seductive smirk on his face, speaking in a low, seductive voice

"You want me to do everything I want to you? And you'd let me do anything, wouldn't you?"

"If it meant I could show you everything i wanted tomorrow." Sky flirts back

Riven's smirk widened more, liking how Sky was trying to tease him back. He chuckled slightly as he spoke, a hint of playful sarcasm in his voice

"Oh so you think you can tease me too, huh?" he teased as he put his hands on either side of Sky, pinning him against the wall

"You're being awfully naughty right now, what happened to being my little good boy?"

"Maybe he just wanted to show you everything you mean to him." Sky whispers seductively to Riven.

Riven felt his heart begin to beat faster at Sky's words, feeling himself getting hotter at the seductive tone in his voice. He could barely hold himself together from the way Sky was acting, making him slightly flustered as well as turned on

"Yeah, maybe he did" Riven breathed out as he tried to regain his confidence and regain control of the situation

"But he should know his place. Good boys shouldn't be acting naughty like that"

He smirked, moving a hand up to cup Sky's face

Riven began to slowly run his thumb over Sky's lips in a gently manner, wanting to tease him even more as he got closer to him, their bodies almost pressed up completely together

"If he keeps acting like that, I'd have to discipline him a bit, wouldn't I?" he murmured quietly, his body heat mixing with Sky's

"Maybe he wants to be disciplined" Sky says seductively

Riven chuckled, feeling even hotter with each word that came out of Sky's mouth. He couldn't keep his heart rate from speeding up, the way Sky was shamelessly flirting with him was making him incredibly flustered but he tried not to show it too much

He smirked at Sky's words, moving his thumb down to his chin and lightly pulling his face up towards his, whispering in a seductive tone

"Oh really? Is that what he wants, huh? You're a bit of a naughty boy, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I'm being a Naughty boy. Why don't you show me why I should be a good boy?" Sky whispers into Riven's ear.

*Riven felt a shiver go up his spine as Sky whispered in his ear, his already fast heartbeat quickening even more. His breath got harder and he tried to resist the effects of Sky's flirting on him. He let out a shaky breath and chuckled slightly, keeping up with the teasing*

"You think you deserve that, huh? Good boys get rewarded, naughty boys get punished"

"Then punish me until I'm a good boy."

*Riven felt himself get even hotter at Sky's words and suggestion, feeling himself almost lose control and give into his desires. He chuckled darkly and moved his face closer to Sky's, his voice low and seductive*

"You want me to punish you huh?"

*He grabbed onto Sky's waist and pulled him closer, their bodies now fully pressed against each other,*

"Until you learn to behave like a good boy for me?"

Sky nods. "Yes, Sir."

*Riven felt himself get even more turned on as Sky called him sir and nodded, loving how submissive he was being. He tried to keep his composure, but it was getting harder for him by the second*

"Such a good boy, calling me sir. But you've been a bit disobedient haven't you?" *he said in a suggestive and commanding tone*

"Yes I have, Sir." Sky whispers seductively

*Riven chuckled at how obedient Sky was being, loving it. He slowly began to run his hands over Sky's chest and stomach, feeling his body underneath his fingertips as his smirk grew wider*

"And you want me to make you a good boy?" *he whispered in a low, commanding tone, looking directly into Sky's eyes*

"Yes, Sir. I want you to make me such a good boy."

*Riven chuckled, his hand slowly moving down to Sky's hip, lightly gripping it. He pulled him even closer, their bodies fully pressed against each other now, his breath hitching slightly*

"Are you sure you can be a good boy for me? You have to listen to everything I tell you to do. And if you don't.....you'll be punished" *he said in a low, seductive tone*

"Yes, Sir. I can do that." Sky says back wanting Riven to start already. He was getting impatient.

*Riven chuckled at how eager and impatient Sky was clearly getting, loving it and wanting to tease him more but also feeling his own patience wearing thin. He kept his smirk as he spoke in a commanding tone again*

"You're being such a good boy for me, listening to everything I say and being obedient"

*He pulled Sky over to the bed and pushed him onto it so that he was pinned underneath him*

*Riven looked down at Sky, pinning his wrists down on either side of him on the bed. He slowly lowered himself on top of Sky, his body covering his as his smirk widened*

"But you've still been naughty, haven't you?" *he asked, continuing his dominant tone of voice as he spoke*

*He leaned down closer to Sky's ear and whispered*

"You'd let me do anything to you, right?"

"Yes, Sir."

*Riven felt even more turned on hearing how obedient Sky was being, his breath quickening even more as he tried to keep control of the situation. He continued to hold Sky's wrists down on the bed, his body still lying on top of his*

"Good boy. I love how obedient you are" *he murmured in a low tone, gently biting and kissing his neck*

*Riven began to kiss and bite down on Sky's neck, leaving hickeys all over and feeling his pulse quicken. He slowly started moving his hands down to Sky's waist, gripping it firmly*

"You like being obedient to me, don't you?" *he mumbled against Sky's neck in-between kisses*

"Ah-hh ye-yes si-r" Sky moans as Riven leaves hickeys along his neck hitting all his sensitive spots.

*Riven chuckled as he looked down at Sky. He loved how sensitive he was and how he responded to every single thing he did. He could hear how fast his heartbeat was getting and he loved how submissive he was being for him*

"You're being so good for me" *he murmured, continuing to kiss and nibble along his neck and collarbone*

*He moved his hands down over the top of Sky's pants, pulling lightly at the waistband, slowly pulling them down a little. His body was pressed against his as his kisses slowly started to get lower on his chest*

*Riven could hear the soft moans coming from Sky as he continued to kiss and nibble his chest and abs, loving every single reaction. His hands gently began moving further down, pulling Sky's pants down further but leaving his boxers on for now*

*He slowly moved his body down lower, kissing the sensitive parts of Sky's stomach and abs and nibbling on his hip bones, causing him to jerk slightly and let out a soft gasp*

"AH-ahhh Riven~" Sky moans "Ple-ase~ I-I- nee-d yo-you "

*Riven felt his body react immediately to Sky's moans, causing his breath to quicken even more with each one that came out of his mouth. He chuckled at how desperate he was getting and how he was begging him for more, loving it*

"You need me huh?" *he said in a seductive tone as he continued to kiss and nibble his abs and hip bone, wanting to hear more of Sky's moans*

"Ahh-ahhhhhhh Ri-Rive-n pl-pl-please"

*Riven couldn't take how desperate and needy Sky was being anymore. He loved every second of it and wanted to keep going until he had him completely at his mercy*

"Please what, baby? Tell me what you want" *he murmured in between kisses, looking up at Sky with a smirk and listening to his moans*

"Fuc-fuck me, pl-please. I promsies I-I'll be a g-goo-od b-boy"

*Riven chuckled, loving how absolutely desperate Sky was becoming. He slowly moved back up, hovering over him again and looking into his eyes with a smirk*

"Yeah? You'll be a good boy for me?" *he said in a commanding tone as he takes off his pants and boxers and presses his lower half against his, causing Sky to gasp from the contact*

*He looks down at Sky, noticing the pleading look in his eyes as he tried to compose himself from the touch. He could see the desire and need in his face and knew that he wanted it just as badly as he did*

"You want me to make you mine, baby?" *he mumbled, his voice low and seductive as he ran his hand slowly down his side*

"Yes p-please Ri~"

*Riven felt his own control slowly slip away as he looked down at Sky begging and pleading for more. He chuckled darkly and started to gently nibble on his neck, pressing his body fully against his*

"Mmm, keep begging me, baby. I love hearing how much you need me" *he murmured, his breath hitching from how badly he wanted Sky*

"Ple-please Ri, m-make me yours. Pl-please."

*Riven felt his heart beat faster as Sky continued to beg and plead for him, making it harder and harder to hold back. He took a shaky breath as he pressed his face into his neck, gently biting and kissing it, leaving another hickey*

"You're mine. You're all mine, baby" *he whispered in a low, possessive tone*

As he says this, he puts himself in Sky, giving the boy what he wants.

"Ahh-uh-ahh Ri-ii~" Sky moans as Riven starts to move

*Riven felt his mind go completely blank as he slid into Sky, causing both of them to gasp out at how good it felt. He let out a shaky breath and slowly began to move, the feeling of Sky around him making him go crazy with desire*

"Mmm, you're all mine, baby. No one else's" *he mumbled in a low voice

"Ye-yeah ba-baby, I-I'm a-all you-rs."

*Riven felt his mind and body go a little dizzy from Sky's words, only making him want him even more. He started moving a bit faster, hearing Sky's moans and gasps getting louder and more frequent as he pushed deeper and his breath got heavier*

"Only mine. No one else can have you" *he repeated in a possessive tone*

"Oh-hh ahhhhhhh-hh yea-yeah Ri~" Sky moans

*Riven groaned as he listened to Sky moan his name, it sounding even more beautiful than usual. He looked down at him on the bed, seeing how good he was taking it and feeling his mind go even more blank*

"Say my name. I want to hear you say my name baby" *he said in a low, demanding tone as he began to move even faster, holding onto his waist as he went deeper*

"Riva-van. Ri.~ ahhhhhhh-hh ahhhh" Sky moans as he says Rivans name and nickname

*Riven couldn't stop the gasp that escaped his mouth as Sky moaned his name over and over again. He loved the way it sounded coming out of his mouth, making him want to keep going even more.*

"Yeah, that's it. Just like that. Don't stop saying it. I want to hear you say it *all night*" *he spoke in a low, commanding tone as he began to move his body even faster*

This went on for the rest of the night until 4am. Luckily for them, it was Saterday.

*When they were finished it was 4am and they were both completely spent, their bodies covered in a thin layer of sweat and their breath still trying to return to normal. Riven laid next to Sky on the bed, looking at him with a tired but satisfied smile on his face as he tried to catch his breath*

"Damn, you're amazing" *he said with a chuckle, moving a hand to run through Sky's hair*

"I love you" Sky mutters to Riven sleepily

*Riven felt his heart melt as he heard the words come out of Sky's mouth. He smiled softly and gently moved his hand to cup his cheek*

"I love you too. More then you'll ever know" *he said in a gentle and tired tone, pulling Sky closer to him and wrapping his arms around him*

END OF RIVEN SND SKY POV. BACK TO SAUL.

Back to Saul, he had just woken up and is thinking of how to apologize to Y/n.

Saul woke up the next morning feeling guilty and regretful about the way he acted the previous night. He realized that he had been an absolute dick to you and wanted nothing more than to apologize and make things right.

He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling for a few moments as he tried to muster up the courage to go and talk to you. Finally, he took a deep breath and got up from bed, slowly walking towards your room.

He stood outside your door for a few moments, psyching himself up to knock.

*Ok, here goes nothing.* *He thought to himself, taking another deep breath before raising his hand and lightly knocking on the door*

He waited a moment, his heart beating faster as he waited to see if you would answer.

*Please be awake, please be awake.* *He thought anxiously to himself, hoping you were awake and willing to talk to him.*

After a few moments, he heard movement from the other side of the door. The footsteps grew louder and louder until the door opened, revealing you standing in front of him.

"Before you slam the door in my face, can I please apologize?" Saul asks

You stood in the doorway, looking at Saul with a mix of anger and hurt on your face. He could see the expression on your face and knew that you were probably thinking about slamming the door in his face and not letting him in.

But his question stopped you in your tracks, making you pause for a moment before replying.

"Why should I listen to you? After the things you said last night?" You said in a frustrated tone

Saul's heart sank as he saw the look on your face, knowing full well that he deserved it. He knew what he had said last night was inexcusable and he regretted every word that had come out of his mouth.

"I know I was an ass last night. I said things that I shouldn't have and I hurt you. And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

He looked at you with a mix of remorse and pleading in his eyes, hoping that you would give him a chance to apologize properly.

"Fine. Come in. You're going to apologize and get out." You say

Saul nodded quietly as he heard your words, grateful that you were at least willing to let him apologize. He stepped into the room awkwardly, feeling the tension between you two.

"Thank you." *He said quietly, closing the door behind him.*

*He looked at you for a moment, steeling himself before he spoke.*

"Last night, I was out of line. I never meant to make it sound like you wanted it or that you didn't try and stop it. And I'm so sorry for questioning you over and over again. I really didn't mean it that way. I only wanted to know everything about what they had done, and I didn't mean for it to sound or look like an interrogation.

I wasn't sure of what to do. At first, I wanted to buy you flowers and chocolates as an apology, but it felt like i was trying to buy your affection. So instead im going to tell you everything I'm thinking and how i didn't mean it to sound like that, and that i was actually only trying to understand how someone could do those things and how bad they hurt you so that when i find them i can make them hurt as much as they made you hurt, but that would also involve me telling you i might like her, no screw that love you, but i don't know if I'm going to screw things up before anything even happens.

I love you. I don't think we really have a relationship, i mean, i don't know we're friends, but after, i found you crying and telling me everything about yourself.

Again, i didn't mean it to sound or look like an interrogation, i want to know who i could help you, because i know you've had people who ask about it and their say their going to help, but leave when you needs them, i don want to be like them. I want to help you, and I'm so so sorry that I made it worse last night." Saul finishes his rant and takes a deep breath.

You listened to Saul's apology in silence, taking it all in. You could tell by the look on his face and the tone of his voice that he was sincere and genuinely remorseful for the things he had said last night.

As he finished speaking, you took a moment to process everything he had said and how he had apologized. A part of you still felt hurt by his words, but another part of you appreciated his honesty and the fact that he was trying to explain himself.

"I appreciate your apology and your explanation." You said quietly, breaking the silence between you two.

You paused for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing to speak.

"I understand that you were just trying to understand the situation and make things right, but the way you went about it last night was not it. I was feeling vulnerable and scared, and you made me feel even worse by questioning me over and over again. I know you didn't mean it that way, but it still hurt."

"I know, and I'm really sorry. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" Saul asks.

You thought for a moment, considering his question.

"Well..."

You hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"I guess there is something you could do..."

"Anything." Saul says not even hesitating

You couldn't help but smile slightly at how quickly he agreed.

"Okay...well, if you're serious about making it up to me, there is one thing you could do..."

You take a deep breath before speaking again.

"Promise me you'll never make me feel that way again. Promise me you won't question me like that again when I'm being vulnerable. And promise me you'll listen when I say no and won't push me to do anything I don't want to do."

She looks at him expectantly, waiting for his response.

"I promise." Sauls says with nothing but honesty in his voice.

You couldn't help but believe him. The look on his face and the tone of his voice convinced you that he was being honest.

"Okay..."

You hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"There's one more thing..."

He nods, gesturing for you to continue

You take another deep breath, bracing yourself for his reaction.

"Promise me that you'll never forget what I told you last night. Promise me you'll never see me differently or ask questions about what happened again. Promise me you'll never treat me differently because of what I told you."

"I promise Y/n. I love you, I know it's soon, and you don't have to say it back." Sauls responds, saying I love you again.

Your heart flutters at his words, not expecting him to say it again. You look at him for a moment, not sure what to say.

"Why do you keep saying you love me?" you ask in a quiet voice.

"Because I do."

You were taken aback by his simple and straightforward answer. You had been expecting more of an explanation, but his answer was just as unexpected as it was sincere.

"But...why?" you ask, not believing his words.

Saul sees the look of skepticism on your face and can tell that you're having a hard time believing him. He decides to be completely honest with you.

"I don't know. I just do. The more I talk to you and spend time with you, the more I realize how much I care about you. Even after everything you told me last night, I only felt more connected to you. I don't see you any differently than I did before, and I promise I won't treat you any differently either."

You listen to his words in silence, feeling a mix of emotions. A part of you still couldn't believe that he could love you after everything you had told him, but another part of you wanted to believe it.

"But...what about me makes you love me?" you ask quietly.

"You. Your personality. The way you talk. The small things you do, like when you're mad, you scrunch your face and ball your fists, or when you're nervous, you play with your rings, necklace, or finger. Everything about you makes me love you." Saul replies

You feel your heart skip a beat as he mentions all the small things he's noticed about you. No one had ever paid attention to those details before, and it made you feel seen in a way you hadn't felt in a long time.

"I...I don't know what to say..." you say quietly, feeling a mix of disbelief and happiness at his words.

"You don't have to say anything now. You can tell me when you're ready."

You nod quietly, feeling overwhelmed by his words and his sincerity. A small smile tugs at the corners of your mouth as you look at him.

"Okay, I'll tell you when I'm ready..."

After several months passed, Y/n and Saul continued to grow closer and their bond strengthened even more. They had more intimate moments together and Y/n began to truly trust Saul and feel comfortable around him.

One day, Y/n finally gathered the courage to tell Saul that she loved him too. He was overjoyed and immediately knew he had never felt this way about anyone before.

From that moment on, they continued their relationship, constantly supporting and loving each other throughout their journey together. Their trust and communication grew stronger, and they began to fully understand and accept each other's flaws and quirks.

THE END

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[cancerian-woman]

I have seen you criticize TVD (in the anti tvd tag) and I would like to know your opinion on Brian Young. After TVD he produced the live action adaptation of Winx Club. In this adaptation, he took away Aisha (a black character) of the title of princess (the white character obviously still had her title of princess) and made her the best friend of the protagonist, when in the animated series she is a totally different character.

hi sorry it took me a few days to get to this. I haven’t been feeling the best but I haven’t seen the live adaption Winx Club but I have seen Winx. So if I get anything wrong please correct me!

It doesn’t make any sense why Brian Young wouldn’t utilize what was already made for Aisha. When Winx had years of content to work with. Aisha may have been a bestfriend, but she wasn’t solely a bestfriend. She was a princess and a guard and so many other things. Which should’ve been seen. That representation for darkskinned black women matter.

I learned that Brian truly did not know anything about the original source material before making the live action. Adaptions are always susceptible to changes that doesn’t mean you have to abandon prior work completely. Which is an issue. Do the work, if you’re going to rewrite something. Changes aren’t the issue it’s HOW those changes are made.

Black women fictional or not do not exist just to be someone’s bestfriend. There are ways to uplift a black character and white one at the same time if you truly care about the character’s development. It seems like Brian continued push those ideologies that TVD crew had. Honestly, since you mentioned Brian Young because most of those writers/producers who worked on TVD and went on to write their own projects faced some backlash from actors or even fans for problematic behavior. Which is extremely unprofessional.

I do know Fate was cancelled and unfortunately did not good send off which is terrible especially with its following that it had. I truly hope Winx can one day receive a proper adaptation that really aligns with its source material. Hopefully, when that day comes Brian Young and his bias aren’t within reach of that. Aisha’s arc deserves to be told how it so throughly written in the animation.

The last part is unrelated but just as important Netflix period could do better with marketing and catering to darkskin actresses and actors. Period.

I hope I answered this well! If you want we can talk about it :)