#ftws sky

[lomlkenji]

༊*·˚ whipped | sky

★ summary : having a crush on your best friend while he has feelings for someone else is a whole level of hurt. but it's funny seeing how protective he is of you.

★ warning: language, fluff, teasing

★ word count: 0.8k

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YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HURTS MORE, watching your best friend fall for someone new, or watching him get back with his ex.

Either way, it hurts like a bitch.

You were having lunch with Musa, Bloom and Aisha when Stella suddenly came –demanding– help for her lost ring.

When Sky sat down beside Bloom practically giving her the biggest heart eyes, you wanted the ground to swallow you.

Then Stella called for Sky, intentionally touching his arm as a warning that he's hers.

You felt like you were going to explode if you didn't get out of there.

You abruptly stood up, taking everyone's attention to you.

"Where you going?" Musa asked. Although she can feel your jealousy, she didn't want you to go and leave her with them.

"Library." you said to her, sending a sweet smile that didn't seem real at all.

Musa understood that you needed space, so she just nodded and gave your hand a soft squeeze.

But Sky didn't get that though, he knows you better than anyone and you never go to the library. Not while planning ahead anyways. "Wait, why?" he asked.

"Not of your business." you unintentionally snapped.

Sky's face fell at the sudden outburst and before he could ask anything you already packed your bag and started to walk away.

But of course, you couldn't just make a smooth exit without something messing up.

In a rush, you didn't even realise a guy was walking to you. You guys bumped into each other and all of the guy's books fell to the floor.

You kneeled down and started to immediately apologise, "Shit! I'm so sorry! I didn't see you, and I was just-"

The guy chuckled and crouched down taking his books, your fingers brushing against each other. "It's okay love." he said.

Your head snapped up to look at him at the sudden pet name as the heat came rushing to your neck and ears.

Sky on the other hand, didn't like how you were blushing because of the guy, and the sudden use of word love, made a pit in his stomach grow as he clench his fists.

When Musa suddenly felt a wave of anger in the cafeteria, her attention moved to Sky noticing how red his face had gotten, she smirked.

The whole situation is just funny now.

The guy you bumped into was cute to say the least. He has these gorgeous honey brown eyes that make you melt and his charming smile. Let's not forget his dimples.

Oh my god the dimples.

You coughed and broke the staring contest you were in.

Your legs were jelly as you stood up, and with holding the books, you didn't have too much balance.

When the guy noticed you were about to fall, he immediately came forward to catch you.

But Sky was faster.

He always had this sixth sense if he's with you.

It was like he just knows when you will get hurt and no matter how many times you fall, it will always be Sky who caught you.

Riv said that it's because Sky is whipped for you.

Whatever the hell that means.

Just the thought of you hurting made the blonde's heartbreak.

His hands went to your waist as he held you up. Stella and Bloom looked at you guys in jealousy but not for the same person.

You cleared your throat and moved out of Sky's grip as you handed the boy earlier his books.

The boy awkwardly took back his books and looked at you, "Can I have a name?"

You smiled, "I'm-" but as you were about to answer Sky's arm went back to your waist.

"No, you can't. Now leave." Sky said as he gave the boy a deadly glare. The boy whose name was unidentified nodded vigorously and walked away.

Your eyebrows furrowed; it wasn't like Sky to be rude.

Sky's eyes trained on the boy as he left but you turned to look at Sky and punched his shoulder.

"What the hell?" you scolded him, trying to keep your face from forming a big smile with how his arms set protectively around your waist.

He looked at you, shrugging his shoulders and said, "Didn't like him."

"You don't know him, Sky." you chuckled.

Oh, how he would hear you laugh over and over again. And to just see your smile every day makes him so happy, and how to feel when kissing you-

"Sky?" you asked him worriedly as he continued to stare at your face.

Sky blushed, noticing how he was caught in the act and decided to play it cool. "You're just really pretty."

Wow. Cool Sky. Really cool. He mentally face palmed himself. 

"Thank you." you said shyly, giving him a smile.

And he melted right then and there.

Damn it, Riv's right. He's so whipped.

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[hibiscusia]

Part one of "Fate but let's make memes"

(thank you @fitztragedy for the "she was a fairy" !)

Still more to come 🤣

[medusanova]

Scars & Silver Linings

The space around him bore the signs of hasty transitions and endless duties: reports, ledgers, and tomes stacked unevenly on the once-immaculate oak desk, a bookshelf crowded with the discarded training daggers he’d only gotten halfway through re-sharpening, the faint smell of stale tea lingering from the cup abandoned by the window — the Front Desk’s assumption that he shared Farah’s fondness for the stuff.

Saul and his students try to navigate a new era of Alfea as he takes on the role of interim Headmaster

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My 2024 @winxsource Holiday Exchange gift for a brilliant artist and Saul Silva enthusiast, @astrid-v. Wishing you a happy holiday (and a happy birthday!!!) and I hope you enjoy! xx

[leadingrebel]

Blind spots on a map

Word count: 4563

Summary:

There’s only specialists and fairies in Alfea and he’s definitely not a fairy.

So be a specialist or be nothing.

[Six places in Alfea / Six feelings of Riven's]

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[fancyfandombs]

So, on imdb Sky is listed as Sky Silva.😊

[fitztragedy]

Here is mine and @gossipqueen2000's RBB!

Many say its better to be feared than loved, and Queen Luna bases her reign on that saying. To maintain order in her realm, every year she holds the Solarian Games, where 30 specialists and 30 fairies compete in a deadly tournament with only one winner. Sky volunteered with his goal clear in his mind: kill his opponents, win the game. But when a battered fire fairy is thrown in the cell next to him in between rounds he realizes not everything is what it seems.

Read "Inferno" on AO3

[expectiations]

reading Fate: The Winx Saga Vol. 1: Dark Destiny and trying to wrap my head around what's happening. spoilers beneath the cut.

In Alfea:

Aisha is angry with Bloom for leaving.

Stella is trying to convince Sky to...move on?

Flora is chill as ever.

Kat and Terra not okay.

Musa insists on staying as a specialist now.

Queen Luna just 'fired' Stella in front of the entire school.

That shadow being is using animals to attack Alfea.

In the Realm of Darkness:

Bloom called her birth mum 'Ms. Dowling'???

Bloom and Beatrix are siblings????

They have a brother?!!!

Their birth parents were King and Queen.

I am *very* confused, chat. I feel like I missed something.

Brb.

[pandora2023]

After a year (almost) I finally made a sequel to Self Punishment.

Summary: Farah is forced to attend Sky's fifteenth birthday celebration but things go wrong when Sky receives a gift that makes him question things from the past.

Farah finished wrapping Sky's gift and then held a portrait with a small bow in her hands for a long time. It had taken her a while to find a picture of the three of them together, even though she and Saul were always taking care of Sky when he was a baby it was rare that the two of them were together mainly because Saul avoided being alone with her, but there were times when they all got together for the kids to play and Ben had taken these opportunities and captured them in a few photographs.

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[lissa-edem]

Sky: come on, Riv, get out of your bed. Silva will lecture us, if we're late.

Riven, still half asleep: piss off.

Sky: Riv. Musa is looking for you.

Riven, quickly opening his eyes: why didn't you tell me that in the first place!?

[dr-lizortecho]

Get To Know Me Meme-> TV Shows [4/10] Fate: the Winx Saga

“You found me when I was lost. You brought me to a place that was safe, you gave me guidance, you surrounded me with amazing people.”

[lomlkenji]

༊*·˚ whatever it takes | sky

★ summary : sky will do whatever it takes to keep you safe. 

★ warning : mature language, mentions of death, angst if you squint <3

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Sky felt this heart drop when got news that you got hurt by the burned one alongside Silva. You weren't supposed to actually go with him but being the stubborn little shit you are, you convinced Silva to take one of his 'favourite soldiers' with him. 

The hurt was unbearable, you felt like your skin was shredding little by little everyday, and when you winced or had trouble getting up or going somewhere Sky felt a little bit of his heart break. 

He was being such a good boyfriend you could cry. Always making sure you're okay, kissing you every so often showering you with all the love he can. He was an absolute dream—although sometimes it's a bit much—you love the extra attention. 

He never left your side, he even showered with you when you're comfortable with it and claimed that he 'wants to make sure you're safe.' 

In a sense it was true, he was just taking care of you, but it's also because he loves being as close to you as possible. 

• • •

Today was your normal check up with Professor Harvey for him to clear the wound on your side. You weren't getting any better and you knew that. Sky knew that, and it terrified the shit of him. 

He can't move his eyes from the blood that was rushing out of your wound, he can't imagine what you must be going through right now. 

Sky didn't even notice his eyes start to water until you cup his face in your hands wiping the tears that escaped his eyes. 

"Sky," you sighed sadly, moving your hands to play with his hair. He leaned into your touch a sense of comfort he was grateful he had even in the worse time. "Hey, it's gonna be alright." you assured him. You didn't know if it would be better, but in a sense, assuring him was like assuring yourself. 

Sky's face turned hard in milliseconds. "Yeah, yeah it is." he mumbled before capturing your lips in a kiss, knocking the air out of you. 

He loved you more than anything in the world and he will not just sit by and do nothing. 

You knew Sky like the back of your hand, you can practically hear his thoughts screaming at him. "Sky don't do anything stupid." you said firmly as you guys broke off from the kiss. 

He met your eyes, looking at you with so much worry. He pulled a small smile, that you knew damn well was fake and said, "I won't." 

• • •

Sky did something stupid.

It was dangerous and full on dumb but for what it's worth it saved you and Silva from becoming worse. 

Sniffles filled the room as you waited for Sky to come back. He was getting scolded by Silva and you were practically waiting for your moment to scold him. 

The door creaked open and it revealed a tired looking Sky, his clothes were filthy with dirt and there were some cuts in his face and hands. 

Sky knew what was going to happen when he went into the woods, but knowing that you were safe, he would do it over and over again in a heartbeat. 

You didn't say anything when Sky made his way to you. Again, sniffles were heard and it made the boy felt guilty seeing that it was because of him. 

"Love-" 

"You could've died, Sky." you deadpanned looking at him with glazing eyes before looking back down and started fiddling with your fingers. 

Sky sighed, "Love, I can't just watch you suffer everyday." he said taking your chin tilting it upwards meeting his eyes once again. 

He took notice of your puffy red eyes and kissed your forehead. You leaned away from and mumbled. "I could've lost you." 

He scoffed, "And if I didn't do anything I could've lost you." 

You bit your lip from slapping but also smiling at your dumb boyfriend. "You're so stupid, I love you so much." 

Sky smirked in triumph, "Mhm, yeah you do." he said, leaning forwards to capture your lips. But you were too fast and backed away, again. 

"You an arsehole." you said, slapping his chest. 

"Love you too angel." he smiled, and grabbed your neck kissing your lips deeply. 

Yeah, everything turned out okay. 

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My babies...🥺✨

Song : Renegades - X ambassador

[medusanova]

Finally getting around to sending this prompt: I'd love to see a mash-up / fusion of Fate and The Shadowhunter Chronicles. Particularly in the context of Sky and Riven being parabatai and how that works in the Fate universe. 👀 (or any of the characters as parabatai would be v cool too- like, Bloom and Aisha maybe?)

There is nothing I love more than the complexities of a parabatai bond — and I could never pass up on a sky/riven moment, especially when I found these as inspiration..

It’s been three years since Sky laid eyes on an Elapid demon. Not since the portal to the dark realm had been closed for good.

Or so they thought.

For a few seconds, it’s the only thing that takes up his vision — a swarm of scaled creatures crawling around Alfea, neither serpent nor insect, their jagged claws buried into the spines of his fellow specialists and tearing them to pieces — before the rune on his neck tingles and the image fades.

Just in time for Sky to duck and roll away from the snap of its teeth.

Amber-colored venom drips to the ground, sizzling into the cobblestone where Sky had been frozen in place just seconds ago.

The demon’s cobra-shaped head turns in his direction, red eyes bleeding violence and hunger, only to stumble back with a piercing shriek when an arrow gets embedded into its neck.

“That sword in your hand? It’s to defend yourself from things like that,” a low voice taunts from behind him. Sky turns in time to see Riven aim another marked arrow, sending a shockwave of an angry yowl through the village when the sharp tip grazes the top of the demon’s head. “Would be bloody helpful if you used it right about now.”

The sardonic words make him smile despite himself, sending the unsettling flashback to the back of his mind. Shaking his head in amusement, he pulls the seraph blade from its scabbard, letting it illuminate his hand with a soft, divine glow.

Running toward the demonic creature, he arcs through the air, dodging a taloned arm, and slices through one of the demon’s legs — just in time to sidestep another one. Taking advantage of his crouched position, Sky pierces his blade through the underside of its belly. It explodes in a shower of burning ichor.

He turns to face his partner. “Two!” he calls out, breathless from the headiness of adrenaline.

“One and a half,” Riven shoots back with a smirk. He plants an arrow into the head of the third and final Elapid and doesn’t even stop to make sure it’s fully banished to the demon realm when he stows his bow away, strutting in Sky’s direction. Cocky bastard. “I helped you with the first one.”

The lightness in Riven’s voice, however, doesn’t match the intensity of his eyes as they absorb every detail about Sky. Gaze determined and evergreen. So intense it never fails to feel like Riven’s hands are slowly checking over every inch of him.

Like it always does, Sky’s heart pounds against the prison of his rib cage at the sight, sending a pulse of warmth down his spine.

It took years for Sky to understand that look. That unwavering stare. Intended to painstakingly ensure the soul bound to Riven’s was uninjured, unharmed. But once he did, once Sky allowed himself to feel the full weight of Riven’s attention, well, it’s been a steady descent since.

Sky does his best to shrug it away as they head back to the institute, tucked away behind a First World trinket shop in the middle of Blackbridge. “But I was the one to kill it.”

“I knew your hero complex would go to your head one day, I just didn’t expect it to be so soon,” Riven teases, bumping his bicep — inked with the rune identical to the one on his neck — into Sky.

“Weren’t you the one who told Silva we didn’t need a team for this patrol?”

Riven scoffs. “Like I could’ve predicted an Elapid nest? I know a higher level of demon activity has been reported, but where the fuck did those even come from?”

It’s a good question, actually. They weren’t even supposed to be on a mission today, just an ordinary patrol. One they’ve done countless times without encountering Elapid-level demons. It’s relatively uneventful most of the time, but today they stumbled upon a swarm of them for the first time in years and Sky—

He thinks of lifeless eyes, of blood-soaked grass squelching beneath his boots as he surveys the loss of his fellow warriors. Of the cries of pain and sorrow pervading through Alfea.

“Sky!” Riven warns urgently, pulling him out of his daze.

His body responds before his mind can even process the words, flattening to the ground as a demon flies through the air just a few feet above him. Sky’s palms sting from the cut of the cobblestones when he clambers to his feet, scanning the area around them for the nearest source of danger.

An Elapid demon comes at him seconds later, swooping with a visceral screech. Sky grunts as he blocks its leg with his seraph blade and pushes it back, his teeth gritting together with effort. From his periphery, he sees another leg loom over him, ready to spear through his body, only for it to get pierced with a marked arrow, exploding in a splash of ichor.

The demon howls and Sky strikes, swinging his sword through its neck. Black-green blood splatters onto him, biting at his exposed skin, but the thrill of killing the demon, of sending it back to the hell it came from, is much more powerful.

He turns to face Riven with a grimace. “Thanks for having my back.”

“Always,” Riven replies easily, and the smile he sends Sky is devastating, entirely out of place on a battlefield. “Except for when it’s Silva. Demons I can handle. Silva’s lectures? You’re on your own, mate.”

Sky’s about to tell him that Silva’s lectures are pretty much exclusively reserved for Riven when he hears an all-too-familiar scuttling sound. He barely has time to lift his sword when there’s a blur of movement, a sickening squelch, and—

Riven screams.

Sky’s body is hollow as he stares at the claw that’s run straight through Riven’s thigh, blood glistening on its black shell. It starts to shudder as though it’s about to jerk upwards – three, two, one, – and tear Riven in half.

Sky moves without thinking, spinning past his parabatai to sever the leg off at the back, thrusting his sword through the demon’s belly with an anguished, vengeful roar. He doesn’t even care to watch it be banished to the demon realm, and just turns to catch Riven as he collapses backwards, sinking to his knees. Two bound souls on the ground.

“Always the bloody white knight…” he gasps, sounding half out of it already. Sky fumbles for Riven’s hand, his fingers sliding in between his. “A lot of blood, Sky. It’s- my thigh. There’s too much blood.”

“I know,” he says, catching his voice before it cracks. “It’s okay, just- just let me get my stele, okay? We need a healing rune and-“

“N-no. Won’t work. Too much blood.” Riven exhales a short, mirthless laugh. “I don’t- it’s not going to work.”

“It will, okay? You’re going to be fine. Where I go you go, remember?”

“Sky don’t... I’m fine.”

But it’s not. It’s not fucking fine because Sky can feel their parabatai bond weakening by the second. Can feel the life-force that constantly exists within him, the axis of his whole world, fading away.

Riven just rests there on his chest. His breaths shallow, his fingers trembling against Sky’s neck, and his eyes trained on Sky’s face. He flinches when something wet drips onto his cheek, but he still doesn’t look away.

And Sky knows, he knows that a healing rune on Riven’s body isn’t going to be enough to fix him.

He knows that there are some wounds that are fatal wounds — heads crushed by stone, stomachs pierced by swords, hearts stopped with lightning — that are just too big, too permanent to heal. A femoral artery ripped apart by a demon is one of them.

But there’s nothing in this realm, nothing in this world or any world, that can stop him from reaching out with a bloodstained hand to draw one on anyway.

It’s not his best. He’s too shaky, too frenzied to make it his best. The lines aren’t sharp or precise and he can’t even breathe much magic into it like he usually would—

But then the rune glows. Steadily brighter and stronger than he’s ever seen. An iridescent blaze of light that beams through the village and nearly blinds everyone in it.

When it fades, any remaining demons are gone — expelled in a series of cataclysms that reverberate through Sky’s knees — and Riven has stopped bleeding. There’s a spiked claw on the ground next to his thigh and the skin where his wound should be is whole, unmarred. As if he wasn’t just on the brink of death. His puddle of blood is nothing more than a rusted stain that’s faded into his black gear.

Sky feels their parabatai bond flare against Riven’s palm on his neck, red-hot and electric. The rune on his bicep grows as hot on Sky’s chest as the liquid fire in his gaze. He breathes Sky’s name, hushed and reverent.

They haven’t looked away from each other.

Sky doesn’t say anything in reply. He just stares back at Riven, droplets of sweat and pain still caught in his lashes. His chest feels warm, his body heavy. Like he could stay here forever. Riven held close to chest, their feelings burning like heavenly fire through their bond, the rest of the world a universe away.

Sky and Riven. Just Sky and Riven.

There’s a sharp crunch of boots and Silva falls to a crouch beside Sky, startling them both out of their reverie.

“What,” he says in complete bewilderment, “the fuck was that?”

[leadingrebel]

Like the back of your hand

Word count: 2740

Summary:

That’s what Sky blames for how he can no longer pin Riven to the mat without his eyes fixating on how his hand can engulf both of Riven’s wrists easily. It’s a perfect opportunity to analyse how Sky’s hands could just cover Riven’s if he tried— assuming one ignores the whole training class taking place around them.

“Are you going to give me my hands back or...?”

[Sky and the urge to map every corner of your best friend's hands]

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[amchara]

Sky is so James-coded to me it's actually insane (I'm only on ep 3 though)

Hahaha, he is very Herondale-coded, and absolutely, I do think his personality fits closer to James than to any of the other Herondales we see in the books - gentlemanly, excellent warrior, living in the shadow of his father, a bit of a stick-in-mud sometimes, has a bisexual disaster of a best friend, with whom he has chemistry...

Yeah. You're right.

(though I do want to know if your opinion changes as the series goes on)

[faytalepsy]

The touch of your hand

(1) Silrah (Farah Dowling/Saul Silva) (2) Skloom (Bloom/Sky) (3) Katerra (Kat/Terra) (4) Rivusa (Riven/Musa) (5) Stellatrix (Stella/Beatrix) (6) Greysha (Grey/Aisha)

All my Fate Hand Touch drawings so far! Which one is your favorite?