#fate the winx saga imagines

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Fate: The Winx Saga Imagines

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++FAIRIES++ ••Farah Dowling•• ••Bloom•• IMAGINE... ••Stella•• ••Musa•• ⚠️IMAGINE...⚠️ ••Flora•• ••Terra Harvey•• ••Aisha•• ••Beatrix••

++SPECIALISTS++ ••Saul Silva•• IMAGINE... ⚠️IMAGINE...⚠️ ••Andreas of Erakylon•• IMAGINE... ••Sky of Erakylon•• IMAGINE... ••Riven•• ⚠️IMAGINE...⚠️ ••Dane•• ••Sam Harvey••

[leclercstarrs]

sfw hcs, the specialists.

summary: the specialists and sfw hcs!

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

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

sky ✿

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

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

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

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

brandon ✿

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

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

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

riven ✿

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

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

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

helia ✿

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

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

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

timmy ✿

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

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

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

[lomlspidey]

༊*·˚ second | riven

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

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

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

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

Always. 

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

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

That was confusing. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Totally. 

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

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

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

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

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

It was just too much. 

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

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

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

God he looked so good. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

shit i'm late for class, bye love u. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Nothing?" you questioned, raising your eyebrows. 

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

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

I wish I were heather.

reblog for a kiss <3

[theundercoversquid]

Head Scratches

Pairing: Sky of Eraklyon x Reader

Summary: You play with Sky’s hair while he naps

Warnings: fate the winx saga

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Sky’s head rested on your chest as he napped. His arm slung across your hips as the rest of him is laid either on you or pressed against you.

To be fair, he needed it. After all the training he was being put through. And the extra training he was putting himself through. You were happy your boyfriend was finally catching up on some much-needed sleep.

In one hand, you held a book. And the other gently ran through Sky’s hair. Massaging his scalp as you went.

Removing your hand from Sky’s head, you move to turn to the next page in your book.

But the moment your fingertips left Sky’s scalp, he let out a disgruntled sound. Grumbling in his sleep as he pushed his head further into you.

Lightly chuckling, you flipped the page before returning your fingers to Sky’s head. Causing him to let out a happy sigh as he relaxed again. Content that your hand was back on his head.

Smiling at your adorable boyfriend, you made a mental note to bring it up to him when he woke up.

Grumbling Sky’s eyes fluttered open.

Grinning sleepily up at you, Sky moved to sit up. Shuffling around until his head was resting on your shoulder as he looked at what you were reading.

“You are adorable, you know that don’t you?” you questioned Sky. Putting the bookmaker in your book, placing it on the bedside table next to you.

“Why?” Sky questions, wary of where this was going.

“You wouldn’t let me take my hand off your head.” You told Sky, Smiling down at him. “Whenever I would take my hand off your head, you would whine and nuzzled your head into me until I put it back. It was so sweet.”

At your words, Sky’s cheeks dusted a light red and a smile spread across his face.

Leaning down, you placed a light kiss on his nose. “It was adorable.” You assure him. “After all you have been through. And are putting yourself through you need some TLC.”

“As long as you are the person giving the the TLC.” Sky grinned admiring you.

“Always.” You assure him. Placing a kiss on his head. Because you most certainly weren’t planning on going anywhere.

[hlstead]

electrolite

[riven x reader]

summary: In a moment that everything should work out, your powers cause interference between Riven and you

warnings: swearing, light smut, kinda Angst

Request

What was supposed to be just a night of watching movies turned out to be something entirely different, your moans echoing through the room as you writhed in pleasure. Ecstasy took over your body, your nails scratching Riven's back making him growl in your ear which made you get more aroused.

As your orgasm approached, after being denied three, you felt like you were losing control. Your vision was blurred and spasms began to appear as if a wave of electricity possessed your body. With your eyes closed, you hear Riven's breathing becoming heavy and you smirk, feeling pleased to make him feel that way.

Riven lets out a loud moan and abruptly stops the movements, falling to your chest and letting out several low moans that make you open your eyes. You raise your body a little and look at him who was panting with a look of pain.

“Riven?” You call him, but you get no answers. Worry and fear were consuming you.

With a long sigh, you run your hand through his hair, watching him move his head as if he's enjoying the caress.

“Riv, please tell me what happened…. You are scaring me." You say feeling your hands shake.

Riven lifts his head and looks at you, his eyes telling you he was embarrassed to say what happened, making your brain work hard with all those thoughts.

"I don't know for sure but I think you gave me a electric shock." He says.

You automatically remember the feeling of electricity running through your body and that in the end it wasn't just a sensation, it was real. You feel shame rushing through you as you watched Riven get off you and sit, naked, in front of you. Your mouth opened and closed several times but the words didn't come out.

"I'm sorry." You say in a whisper.

"It’s fine," Riven says.

“No Riv, it's not okay. I can't believe I hurt you." You say shaking your head and getting up, picking up your clothes that were scattered on the floor.

“Babe, please calm down.” Riven says, also getting up to get dressed.

"Don't ask me to calm down, I've lost control of my powers and this shouldn't happen." You say picking up your bag and heading towards the door.

Riven quickly stopped in front of you blocking your way, you looked at him seriously and he just shook his head making a negative sign.

“I'll talk to you later Riv, please let me go. I need to think." You say with a weak smile.

Despite being annoyed, he obeys your request and lets you pass. As soon as you open the door, you run out and end up bumping into Sky who frowns.

Sky looks at the empty hallway you had passed and then looks at Riven who was looking lost. He decides to enter the room and closes the door in a state of confusion.

"What happened between you two?" Sky asks.

"I told you… their powers were potentially dangerous with strong emotions," Riven says.

Sky raises his eyebrows and makes a face of who can't believe what he was hearing, making Riven roll his eyes.

“That's what you're thinking. We were at the best moment of pleasure and she just gave me a electric shock.” Riven says throwing himself on the bed.

"Are you okay?" Sky says between laughs.

“I am, but she isn't. She just freaked out and I don't know what to do." Riven says running her hands over her face.

“Just give her space, everything will be fine,” Sky says.

“I hope.” Riven whispers, wishing for the moment when everything would be okay to come.

[opalsiren]

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

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

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

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

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

[specialagentlokitty]

Saul Silva x reader - just hold me

Hi,Thank you so much for all your stories :)Is it possible for you to write something with Saul who is hurt by Rosalind and his reader wife who takes care of him afterwards, please? - Anon💜

The past few months had been absolute hell not only for you but for Saul as well.

He was arrested, sat in a prison cell where you weren’t able to see him or talk to him to reassure him that everything would be okay, then he was on the run and he wasn’t able to contact you.

And when he finally did return to you, you thought things were beginning to go back to normal, beginning to look up.

But you notice how your husbands behaviour never changed, he kept his distance from you, and you didn’t see him much, he spoke to you sometimes but not often.

And you were worried about him.

So you decided to confront him about it, and you waited for him to come back so you could.

Sitting on the chair closest to the door, you half paid attention to whatever video was playing on your laptop as you kept an eye on the time.

He followed a routine, and if he kept that routine and if you were right, he should be walking through the door any second.

But the minute began to pass and there was no sign of him, and as if began ticking to nearly an hour later you started to grow worried.

Then the door opened.

“Hey.” You said.

“Sorry, I was busy with work, have you eaten if not we can order something.” He said.

You watched as he put his jacket away, setting his shoes next to yours beside the door as he made his way into the bedroom.

“(Y/N)?”

“Sorry, no. I’ve not had anything for dinner yet, do you want pizza or something else?”

“Pizza.”

You picked your food, and then handed the phone to him as he walked past so he could choose to whatever it was that he wanted.

You studied him carefully, your eyes changing colour as you used your magic to look at him carefully.

“Are you alright love?” You asked.

“Yes I’m fine, just tired.”

You nodded, getting up, walking over to your desk.

There was perks to being mind fairy and having a job as a scientist.

You could tell he was lying to you, and you had the exact elixir you needed to see if your hypothesis was correct.

You had your theories and thoughts about it over the past few days, but never wanted to put it in place since you didn’t like using magic or anything on him without his knowing.

But this time you had no choice.

Picking up the small bottle, you carefully walked around him, noting how he was carefully watching you until he couldn’t see you anymore.

Standing behind him, you opened the bottle and watched as the most poured out, surrounding him lightly, focusing mainly on his lungs.

“Saul what happened?”

“Nothing really, I did some training that was about it.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

You showed him the bottle and he stood up.

“You’re using your elixirs on me now?” He snapped slightly.

“I’m worried about you Saul, you’re not telling me anything anymore and I know something is going on. It detects traces of magic, I’m developing it for the hospital and police.”

Saul set the bottle down.

“So you tested it on me?”

“Please tell me what’s going on.” You begged lightly.

Saul slowly sat back down, and you walked over, sitting on the table in front of you.

“I… I can’t tell you…”

“Saul you have to…”

He shook his head and you sighed.

“That elixir detects magic that was used to harm people…”

He looked at you, and he took a deep breath as he began to tell you everything that had been happening while he held both your hands.

Everything he had been holding in came spilling out all in one go, everything he wanted to tell you but was too scared.

And you sat there carefully listening to him, never once cutting in it brushing him aside.

When he done, he was sat forward, resting his forehead on your hands, bouncing a leg up and down.

“Hey.. hey it’s okay. You’re okay…” you whispered.

Reaching up, you placed a hand in the back of his head.

“It’s alright..”

“What if she takes it too far…? What if she comes after you next…?”

You shook your head, pressing a kiss to the side of his.

“She’s not the only one who’s mastered other magic sweetheart, she wouldn’t stand a chance..”

“I can handle her hurting me… but not you..”

You sighed, placing your hand on his chin you titled his head towards you.

“I can make you forget it if you want me to Saul, I can block that memory out for you.”

“She’ll know…”

You gave him a small smile.

“She won’t, I promise. I’ll make it seem like you’ve still got that memory, but you won’t.”

“No… no I.. I just..”

He looked at you, and you could see genuine pain in his eyes.

“Just hold m?”

Getting up, you stepped on the sofa and sat yourself behind him, wrapping both your arms tightly around him as he leant back.

“Of course.”

You ran your thumb along the back of his hand, he he sat there trying ti get over the events from the day

[skloomdumpster]

I swear somewhere this works

[artistamateurieuse]

I needed some soft cat-dad Daniel vibes to lift my spirits - maybe it will lift yours, too! <33

(the cat is still mental property of @papa-evershed)

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

I must request another part of a little danger 🥰

A little danger, pt. 10

A little danger - Series Masterlist

Pairing: Sky of Eraklyon x mind!fairy

Warnings: MATURE, swearing, smut, violence

———— PART 10 ————

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

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

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

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

Right?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This should have been her first time.

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

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

“Never better.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Huh?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No”, Sky exclaims.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“She’s still shady.”

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

“And that’s?” Y/N interjects.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“For now”, Y/N adds.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What? You’d prefer Andreas?”

“At least Andreas is who he is.”

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

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

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

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

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

Sky chuckles.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What do you mean?” Y/N frowns.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

PART 11

[justmakeitagoodoneeh]

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

[mxacegrey]

The Masked Part 1

Fandom: Fate the Winx Saga

Pairings: Sky x reader, Riven x reader, Saul Silva x reader (Platonic or otherwise undecided)

Warning: Descriptions of violence. swearing and hints of childhood abandonment.

A/N: This part is based on Season 1 but the rest will be pre- and in Season 2 (Rosalind’s era). So spoilers for them.

Taglist: @v1naco | @instantplaiddream | @faithm120601 | @holyhumorliteraturelight​​

Series Masterlist

You woke to the vibrations of their makeshift bed and the engine of the Solarian guard car in which they slept. You could hear the words of the driver and passenger of the car, a pair of fairies, one a fire fairy and the other an air fairy. The two fairies were ‘friends’ with your best friends, Sky and Riven respectively.

“You stole a car? How do you know how to steal a car?“ You heard Bloom, the fire fairy, ask Beatrix, the air fairy.

“I know how to do a lot of things.” You heard Beatrix retort as they drove off to an unknown destination. Now why you were in a Solarian guard’s car was simple... No, you didn’t sleep with a guard that arrive that morning. You didn’t sleep at all the night before and when one of the guards, an old friend called Cathán, asked you to grab something from the car, you may have fallen asleep. 

The drive went on in silence, you laid stiff with tension. The car twisted and turned, the sound of tires over gravel the only other sound. Soon the car stopped, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Bloom and Beatrix stepped out of the car, causing you to exhale heavily,

“Aster Dell was a town, right? Are you sure this is the right place?” You heard Bloom ask, Beatrix replying.

“I'm positive.” 

“How could a town be marked on a map if it's on the side of a mountain?” Bloom asked as she walked further from the car. Your hand went towards your phone and read the most recent texts from Sky and Riven.

BlueEyes: Where the hell are you?!

Raven: Fuck this! Sky is calling Silva! So get your ass back here!

Soon enough, Bloom and Beatrix got back into the car, Bloom’s face depressed. You heard them talk about Rosalind and Aster Dell... Two very familiar names.

“Dowling imprisoned her. I'm at Alfea to break her out.” Beatrix explained before exclaiming as something hit the car. “Shit!”

The tires screeched and Beatrix ran out, only to be stopped by Headmistress Dowling and Professor Harvey, who was holding her in place using Earth magic. 

“Take Bloom. We’ll handle this.” Headmistress Dowling stated, your body froze in the back of the SUV. The group began to move away from the SUV when Silva then stated.

“You know... Y/N was missing today. Sky and Riven told me they weren’t on campus. Then one of the queen’s guards, Cathán, said that Y/N was helping him with something in the SUV before he got knocked out.” Silva explained, walking towards the back of the SUV. He opened the door to your sheepish face, staring blankly at you. “Get out, Y/N.“

Meanwhile back on the Alfea campus, Sky and Riven were talking to each other. They stood in the training grounds, wooden sticks in hand as they fought.

“And you’re sure Y/N isn’t here?” Riven asked Sky, his stick spinning as he hit Sky.

“We looked everywhere.” Sky explained, before dodging a swipe and blocking another hit. “I told Silva and...”

Sky was cut off by a loud ping and Riven’s phone went off a second later.

Silva: We’ve got them.

As they read the message, another appeared from their friend.

Y/N ⚔❤: You fuckers snitched! Silva hasn’t stopped yelling at me since he found me!!

Due to your ‘actions’, Silva placed you on house arrest with a curfew. Bloom was spied upon and Beatrix led away by Headmistress Dowling. A few days passed and soon you were called to arms against the Burned Ones.

“Y/N. We need to go!” Riven called out before you grabbed your dual swords with a silver hilt and ran outside the school. Unsheathing your swords, you began cutting down Burned Ones, leaving a trail behind you. In the distance, you could make out a redhead walking towards the Burned Ones and transforming, fire swirling around her. You began walking back to the school, passing out from exhaustion.

The next day, you stood outside with Sky and Silva when Solarian troops exited their vehicles and armed themselves, glancing between the three of you. A car door opened to reveal the figure of Queen Luna of Solaria, who walked up to you and began speaking.

“Saul Silva. It's with a heavy heart I must place you under arrest.” 

“For what?” Silva asked confused, you echoing.

“The attempted murder... of Andreas of Eraklyon.” Queen Luna explained. 

“‘Attempted’?” Sky asked, bemused. Another door opened, causing your heads to spin around, and a man in a specialist uniform stepped out. Closing the door behind him, Andreas walked forwards, glancing at Sky. Silva and Sky’s eyes widened in shock while yours widened in horror, your jaw clenching.

“Hello, Sky.” Andreas smiled at Sky before turning to face you. “Hello, little warrior.“

“...Andreas.” Came your cool reply, your stomach churning as Andreas’ smile widened as he looked at you. Sky’s eyes looked at you, betrayal evident while Silva barely spared a glance at you. “I assume there will be some changes to Alfea now.”

[mayumigojo]

Whispers Amongst the Blooms- Part 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[hlstead]

bad boys bring heaven to you

[riven x reader]

warnings: bad boy and good girl trope, mentions of judgment, swearing

Request

When you first met Riven, you knew you were two completely different halves where you were always a sweet person, while he was always like a rock.

He made the first move and you couldn't resist his charm for long and after one month you were officially together. Your relationship caused a huge buzz throughout the school, no one seemed to believe you were together and more importantly why you were together.

At that moment you were in the garden, you were lying on Riven's lap while he was leaning against a tree, caressing his hair, the people passing by were directing multiple glances at you. You knew you would face some sort of judgment due to Riven's fame, but you weren't fully prepared for them. Somewhat annoyed with the attention you guys were getting, you get up off Riven's lap making him look confused.

“What is it, love?” Riven asks.

“The attention we bring makes me a little uneasy.” You say brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You can always tell people to go fuck themselves, it makes everything better.” Riven says, causing you to let out a light laugh.

"I need to go, see you later." You say.

Riven took your face and deposited a quick kiss on your lips, you gave him a smile whispering a "bye" and got up going to Bloom and Aisha who were already waiting for you on the other side of the garden.

“What did you see in him? I can't believe he won you over." Bloom asks as you approach her.

"I don't know, he's amazing to me and from the start he's been super affectionate." You say shrugging your shoulders.

"Affectionate? Are you sure we're talking about the same Riven?" Aisha asks.

With the sound of your laughter, you both start going to class and you really wish that you had the opportunity to show the world the other side of Riven.

[owen-writes]

Reckless

Saul Silva x Gender Neutral Teen Reader (Platonic)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Saul Silva x Autistic!teen!reader - you can do anything

please can i request a Saul Silva and teen reader comfort, maybe an autistic reader if possible, thanks - Anon💜

Looking at all the others students training with magic or training as specialists, you sighed a little bit wondering away from the training grounds.

Lately you had been slacking off with your training, feeling like it didn’t really matter what you did.

You had the magic, but unlike everybody else’s, yours wasn’t as effective as theirs, after all, who would hire an animal fairy who couldn’t be in any fights?

You were only at Alfea because that’s where you were sent the moment you were old enough, you were sent into the school and you wondered why they even accepted you.

You had no real power like all the others.

Wondering to the forest, you walked past the tree line and sat down in your little spot, resting your head against the tree.

You tapped a finger on your leg, following a beat from a song you had been listening to earlier as you watched a small heard of deer ahead of you.

One of them looked at you and you smiled a little bit.

“Hello friend.”

The stag carefully approached and sniffed at you, then slowly laid down beside you, resting his head on your lap.

“You seem healthier than you have been, and bigger, I hope I managed to get all that poison out of you.”

The stag let out a small huff and you smiled to yourself, running your hand over his antlers.

“You’re my only real friend, you come to see me everyday.”

The other deer slowly came over, grazing or laying down with you.

This was the only part of Alfea you really enjoyed, the animals that lived in the surrounding areas.

When they all looked in one direction, you joined them, watching as someone came through the trees, and you moved your hand.

“Go on.”

The heard got up and ran away, and when the blur of jumped animals vanished, you could see the specialists headmaster standing in front of you.

“It’s not safe in the forest, you need to come back.” Silva said.

You looked at him, and you turned away, going back to tapping your hand to the beat.

“(Y/N) let’s go.”

You said nothing and he sighed, walking to stand in front of you.

“It’s not safe, not with everything going on, I get Andreas may have let you out here but let’s go come on.”

You glared at Silva.

“I come here to get away from you people.” You snapped.

“Right don’t speak to me that way, we were fine before I was arrested. And you were fine with me during that time as well.”

You turned away from him.

Silva sighed, sitting down in front of you, resting his sword in his lap.

“(Y/N)?”

You began hitting your leg a little, something Silva immediately noticed.

“Hey, hey calm down, it’s okay. You’re alright.” He said gently.

You clenched your jaw a little bit, trying to fight the tears as you began getting more and more worked up.

“You left.”

“I know, I know I’m sorry.”

“You went away… then Miss Dowling went away…”

Tears began streaming down your face, and you began hitting your head on the tree behind you.

“No, no, no, no, don’t do that. Don’t do that (Y/N).”

Silva rushed forward, placing his hand on the back of your head so you wouldn’t hurt yourself.

“You’re okay, you’re alright okay? You’re safe. I’m here, it’s okay.”

Silva kept reassuring you that you were okay, and after a while you calmed down a little bit.

“They said I shouldn’t be here…”

“What?”

You sniffled a little.

“Said someone like me will never get a job anywhere…”

Silva slowly nodded his head, moving his hand from the back of your head and hid it under his arm so you wouldn’t get more upset.

“Listen to me okay? You can get any job you want to if you put the work in, yes you may struggle with some things that the other students don’t, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get the same jobs (Y/N).’

“I’m just an animal fairy…”

Silva nodded his head.

“Exactly, and there isn’t many of those about (Y/N), you’re one of the highest sought out fairies in the whole realm. You can do all sorts of jobs, but you need to work for that.”

You glanced at him.

“You’re a good student (Y/N), and you’re more than capable of passing, and I promise you that whatever they said while I was away isn’t true okay?”

You shrugged a little.

“I’ve been your caretaker since you came here, do you trust me?”

You looked at him again.

“Do you trust me (Y/N)?”

You nodded a little bit.

Silva smiled, standing up, grabbing his sword and holding out his other hand then.

“Come on inside then.”

You let him pull you up, and you let go of his hand straight after.

Silva led you out of the forest and towards the school.

“You’re going to be okay, alright?”

“Okay…”

Silva looked a you, sighing a little to himself.

He had spent so long building up your confidence and in the few months he was away that had all been knocked down again.

But he was going to build it up so you knew that whatever you wanted to do, despite what other people thought you could do it