and here we have folks, the very picture of two overworked parents who hadn't gotten cracked for days and the most hardheaded kid in school (who is somehow also their kid's only 'friend') getting his butt kicked in front of them

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and here we have folks, the very picture of two overworked parents who hadn't gotten cracked for days and the most hardheaded kid in school (who is somehow also their kid's only 'friend') getting his butt kicked in front of them
SLIP UP — RIVEN ִ ࣪𖤐.ᐟ
★ summary : your boyfriend is being emotional and accidentally told you something he has been dying to told you for weeks.
★ warnings : mature language, mentions of alcohol & drugs
★ word count : 1.3k
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YOU WERE RUDELY WOKEN UP BY THE ANNOYING SOUND OF KNOCKS IN THE ONCE CALM AND QUIET ATMOSPHERE. You didn't want to wake up. The position you're in was too comfortable.
Maybe my roommates will get it. Please go get it. I'm so not going to get it.
But they didn't, the knocking just became more and more louder.
"Someone go fucking get that!" your roommate lazily scolded.
You did what anyone else did, pretended to be asleep.
"I know some of you lazy asses aren't asleep!" she continued.
"Y/N GO GET THAT!"
"WHY ME?" you whined.
"It's probably you're fucking boyfriend!"
Fate: the Winx Saga - The Boxer
Running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go 🫧
Caught.
Happy HEX, @rivusa!
I worked so hard on this one ! And in the end I don't know what to think of it...
This two are going to kill me !
Quotes is from the song : Kiss me with your eyes - Morgan Clae
Under your skin feels like home (electric shocks on aching bones)
Fandom: Fate: The Winx Saga Ships/Characters: Musa/Riven, Saul Silva, Sky, Kat, Winx Suite members Word count: 5,210
They have so much to talk about. The past three days, of course, but also what happened at the graveyard before that, and what’s been happening for months before that. Something that she’s been slowly and quietly confessing to herself, to Dr. Findlay, to Flora — because it felt like she’d be the least judgmental person in the suite about it — and maybe even to Riven as well, just not explicitly. That conversation isn’t going to take place right now, on a military truck carrying the whole of their battalion back from a grueling mission at close to midnight, but she can feel something about the sentiment solidify nonetheless as she watches him. She has spent enough of her life trying to run from things that scare her.
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44. If you die, I’m going to kill you + Rivusa 🤭
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Tiff I’ve literally been waiting all week for this 😵💫 let’s get into it! 😁
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Musa knew fear. Quite well, actually. It coursed through her veins the day her mother died, flooded her as Sam lay in the infirmary, and engulfed her when she considered the depths and limitations of her own power. Musa and fear were close friends. But Riven? He was fearless. At least, that was what she thought, before she saw his eyes flash in a panic.
“Fuck, fuck,” she muttered, kneeling down to where his body was, halfway hidden behind bushes.
“How did you find me?” he gasped, staring up at her.
“You called me.”
She’d felt it the moment he was injured, the depths of his mind screaming out her name. She screamed then too, calling for him as she ran through the forest. She had no idea how he did it, or how deep their bond ran, but she couldn’t consider that currently. Not when his blood squelched beneath her knees, painting the grasses he laid on a horrifying crimson. She ripped her shirt, tying it around his stomach as tightly as she could.
“Musa,” Riven coughed, “if I don’t make it…”
“Shut the fuck up, Riv,” Musa said, hiding her terror behind pure anger. How dare he. How dare he even consider leaving her here.
“You’re going to make it, because if you die, I’ll kill you.”
“You’re cute when you’re angry.”
It was half a breath and it obviously pained him to say it, even if he was trying to pretend that it didn’t. Musa huffed, hauling him to his feet. She couldn’t heal him here.
“Just hold on, okay?” she told him, quieter, hating the way her voice quivered. “I need you to hold on for me.”
Riven grunted what Musa could only assume was his agreement. She set off, halfway carrying him until they reached Alfea’s gates.
“He needs a healer, now!” she yelled as she stormed through the doors. Two Specialists darted forward to carry him. She followed quickly, staying by his side as they set him down. Riven lurched forward off the bed they’d placed him on, convulsing. Musa’s hand shot out, tightly grasping his.
“What are you doing?” a Specialist snapped at her.
She returned their words in an enraged hiss.
“Taking his pain so when someone who can actually fucking help him gets here, he doesn’t take their head off with his flailing body. That alright with you?”
Her glare was ferocious enough to quiet any further disagreements. Musa knelt down next to his bed, focusing as she squeezed Riven’s hand. She bit down on her lip until she tasted blood when she took his pain, doing all she could to keep from crying out in front of everyone.
A healer burst into the infirmary, questioning what happened. Musa told them, and they began their work immediately with a brusque, “Everyone out!”
Quick as lightning, Musa darted forward once more, her hand brushing his hair away as her lips pressed a kiss to his forehead.
“I’ll be just outside, I promise,” she whispered to him.
She waited until the infirmary door closed behind her to collapse to the ground, her entire body wracked with sobs.