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fitztragedy · 4 months
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onlyhereforangst · 2 years
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you chucked me? sorry. i'll bridal carry you for miles on foot be more delicate next time
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rivusa · 1 year
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au | Musa doesn't survive the attack at the school. Riven can't move on.
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whenshesayshush · 3 months
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Lay it bare
Fandom: Fate: The Winx Saga Ships/Characters: Musa/Riven Word count: 9454
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“Fuck off, this isn’t your roo—oh.” She’s not necessarily surprised to see Riven — it’s also his door she’s been pounding on after all — but it is unexpected to find him in only a pair of light gray sweatpants, rubbing a towel through his hair with one hand while pulling the door open with the other. He looks equally surprised to see her, at least. “This isn’t even your Hall, Red Flag. Are you lost?” She ignores the way a smug grin blossoms on his face as her eyes shamelessly glide over his body instead of answering. He’s hot, she’s inebriated, sue her. Or: 5 times Musa sees Riven shirtless + 1 time it’s for the reason you’d expect. Written for @medusanova - happy birthday my love!
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partiallypearl · 8 months
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RECKLESS DRIVING:
Musa Elliston is just coming off of her third album’s release when she finds herself meeting well-known actor Riven Wiltshire on the set of her new music video. Riven for all intents and purposes, is an asshole the first time they meet. As a result, Musa tells her manager Terra she has no plans on working with him further. But when Riven comes to her asking if she’ll be a part of the soundtrack of his new indie film, she finds herself potentially changing her mind.
taglist: @relentlessescapism @imfunnyandrude @zackmartin @happinessismagicc
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septemberrie · 9 months
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Riven/Musa: LIVE OR DIE [Assassin AU]
Created collaboratively for the Fate: The Winx Saga Reverse Big Bang. Read the incredible fics written for this prompt & video:
Killer Instinct by @medusanova
Find me at the end of the black hole. by @lilfuturescars
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heartandflowerball · 2 years
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This is the exact moment Riven realized he has feelings for Musa.
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medusanova · 11 months
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Anything That Can Go Wrong
For my fellow rivusa shipper, @fitztragedy​ xx
When Musa learns that Riven is the ‘mentor’ assigned to improve her hand-to-hand combat skills -- and help her pass the only class she has left to complete her third year specialist courses -- she begins to wonder if Murphy’s Law should be amended from ‘anything’ always going wrong to ‘anyone’. 
Because apparently it isn’t enough they’d both left, well, things awkwardly suspended between them after the spiraling catastrophe that was her second year. He’s also still the only person to know what happened with the scrapers. 
Added to that, Riven also happened to be one of only five people in the whole of Alfea that sat at the same desk as her in botany class last term, leaving her to battle his soil remnants, eraser shavings, seat warmth, and general presence for an entire hour everyday. And, worst of all, he’s still the only person who’s ever come close to understanding the very heart of her. 
And now? Well, now she has an entire month to make a fool of herself in front of her biggest rival on the training pitch. All in the name of making it to her fourth and final year. 
Their meeting time is set for an hour before dusk every other evening on the patch of grounds near the barrier. On her first day, Riven arrives as she’s securing her fighting gloves around her wrists. He quietly sets up the training mat and stands in wait, patient as can be.
“Hey,“ she greets. She isn’t going to let him of all people show her up in decency.
“Muse,“ he drawls with a nod. “Why the fuck are you wearing gloves?“
Decency her arse. She barely prevents her eyes from rolling and lifts a brow. “For safety and protection? Maybe you should try it sometime.” 
“Oh don’t worry ‘bout me, Pixie. I always use protection,” he assures with a growing smirk. 
Musa manages to ‘accidentally’ clip a fist against his jaw during their session. She considers it a great start to the month.
She sees him a week later during her free period, which also happens to be his free period (see? Murphy’s Law: Person Edition), when she has the unfortunate idea of spending it outside. She’s walking through the courtyard with her headphones around her neck, ready to settle behind the tree situated furthest away from the main building.
He’s already there, of course, under her favorite willow. Faint traces of cigarette smoke pepper the air as he hunches over his phone, legs sprawled over the comfiest part of the roots. The only reason she doesn’t spontaneously combust is because of the faint purple mark she spots under his right cheek.
He gives her a look when she slowly lowers herself onto the gravelly dirt nearby before going back to his phone. She’s about to put her headphones on when he sighs in exasperation.
“At the risk of being decked in the jaw again-“
“Bet you’re glad I had those gloves on, huh?“
“-I feel the need to ask: why on earth are you sitting over there?”
“In case you haven’t noticed, there’s only one comfy place to sit under this tree.” She digs her phone out of her back pocket, ready to drown him out. 
“Musa,” Riven says, sounding vexed, “you look tragic. If you’re really set on this tree for some reason come and sit here.” He scoots over, extending his legs in front of him to give her enough room.
When she continues to stare at him he grins and says, “Promise I won’t bite.”
Riven doesn’t bite. Which is rather unfortunate since instead they talk about music and his upcoming apprenticeship with Silva and he even shares a bite of the cookie he stole from the canteen, which forces her to play her new favorite band out loud for him. In effort to not lose in the decency department, of course.
“What’s your last class?” he asks as she secures her headphones back around her neck.
She stands a moment before he does, slinging her bag over her shoulder. “History. Why?” 
“Drop by the bastion when it’s over?” They started back toward the main building. “I’ve been doing weapons training with some of the first-years and they’re having trouble grasping the art of the bo staff. Thought you could share a few pointers.”
“Oh!” She grabs his bicep, barely containing her smile. “Yes, I’d love that. Though, fair warning, I haven’t been using it as much this term to ‘round out my strengths’ so once I join you might have a hard time getting rid of me.”
His lips quirk in the corner, creasing a dimple into the corner of his cheek. “That’s what I was counting on, actually.”
After her class she makes her way to the group of first years wielding staffs haphazardly as their instructor guides them in a commanding, yet reassuring voice. He weaves her into his class seamlessly, allowing her to take over their instruction and demonstrate effective techniques they could use in the future.
Throughout the lesson, she studiously avoids catching a glimpse of Riven and that cheek dimple he’d flashed at her earlier. The one that she couldn’t stop thinking about all day. She can, however, feel him staring at her intently as he wraps class up. 
It’s just the two of them left when she finally catches sight of him and Murphy’s Law bites her in the arse again. 
He’s clearly been working with students a majority of the day because his shirt sleeves have been rolled to the elbows, revealing an obscene amount of forearm that flexes as he holds two staffs and twirls them in each hand. Perspiration clings steadfastly to his cheeks and forehead and upper lip.
“Since when do you use a staff?” she asks, irritated with how breathless it she sounds, with how his cheek twitches. 
She almost doesn’t catch it when he launches at her, too focused on that charming, damned dimple again. 
“Watch.”
He comes at her without warning, making her raise her weapon to defend herself. And like they’d rehearsed it, they fall perfectly into a spar. Five minutes. Ten. She doesn’t know how long. They’re twin flames dancing around each other. 
It takes her a few moments to realize he’s using her moves. 
“Have to say, I’m pretty impressed,” she admits, stopping their spar.  
His face, which had been guarded and focused until then, broke into a smile. “Yeah?”
“Who taught you these super impressive and original moves?”
“Some mind fairy,” he quips, laughing at her shout of indignation. “You should see her do these. Mine are a poor imitation.”
She gives him her most serious expression. “Hm. I beg to differ.”
“You do?” 
“Yes. I have it on good authority.”
She’s about to turn away, unable to withstand the attraction and electricity buzzing between them when his fingers brush hers and suddenly he grabs the staff, throwing it into a pile with the rest.
“Hey! Give it back.”
“I’ll give it back later. But right now, I’d really like to kiss you.”
She flattens her lips to stop the smile from spreading across her cheeks. “You would, would you?”
“Very much so,” he murmurs. 
“I didn’t think you were the type to ask for permission,” she prods.
“Hm, usually I’m not,” he cups her face in his hands, sliding his fingers along her jaw. She barely stops her eyes from closing in pleasure. “Then again, I usually don’t end up with a bruise on my face when I’m with anyone else so let’s call this a special case.”
She smiles and covers said bruise with her palm, placing her thumb over his dimple. “Oh, well I don’t think you have anything to worry about this time around.”
His breath ghosts her lips, mouth so close she could feel his smile. “Yeah?”
“Yeah, I have it on good authority.”
Maybe, she thought, Murphy’s Law knew what it was doing after all. 
Happy happy birthday to you, dear Val!!
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lissa-edem · 1 year
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Riven: I've got a new knife.
Musa: we've got a new knife.
I know, someone has already used these words with clothes, but it's just accurately Rivusa's thing about weapon!
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arlovegood · 2 years
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Just realized that I will know no peace until Netflix tell us if Fate is getting a S3 or not. Seriously, if I got all that deliciously beautiful Rivusa build up only to not have the season where they finally get together (and lord help me A FUCKING KISS PLEASE!), I’ll literally sob, not kidding. My babies deserve it, WE DESERVE IT. Netflix, please, I BEG OF YOU
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hibiscusia · 2 years
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It's absolutly not about Season two because my brain is still processing, so in the mean time here something that just came into my mind and that i had to do 🤗
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Okay bye now 😂
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fitztragedy · 4 months
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onlyhereforangst · 2 years
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ONE SINGLE THREAD OF GOLD TIED ME TO YOU
and i can still see it all in my mind all of you, all of me intertwined
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rivusa · 1 year
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whenshesayshush · 4 months
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No further questions
Fandom: Fate: The Winx Saga Ships/Characters: Musa/Riven Word count: 8752
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“Of course it’s you,” she laments, readjusting the strap of her backpack as she faces Riven, the crude, arrogant Specialist from Stella’s class who she actively avoids after their less-than-friendly first meeting on the Training Grounds. “What’s she doing here?” he asks like she’s something stuck under his shoe. “Musa is your partner for your retake of this assignment,” Ms. Johansen replies, clearly catching on to their animosity but choosing to ignore it. “Yeah, no, that’s not gonna happen,” he states with a finality that’s completely misplaced. Season 2 AU - Musa and Riven are forced to pair up and learn more about each other for a class assignment. Their only common ground is the fact that neither of them wants to be here. At all. No, really. Written for the @winxsource Holiday Exchange as a gift for @fitztragedy.
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rainofzuh · 2 years
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Initial thoughts on Fate: the winx saga [SPOILERS]
Things I liked:
- RIVUSA BABYYYY
- felt more like OG Winx club, can’t explain
- more friendship scenes
- more magic and lore
- sky and bloom were cute too (wildest dreams ah ah ah)
- terra gay
- Stella and Beatrix friendship (and possible romance??)
- Aisha getting an actual storyline, even if it was mostly romance based
- FLORAAA
- Sebastian VALTOR?
- possible Marion and oretel?
Things I didn’t like:
- Beatrix dying, wasted potential
- Musa rejecting her fairy magic. Don’t get me wrong, I love that she’s doing specialist training, but I hoped her storyline would be more about learning to embrace both roles
- that weird thing with riven and flora, glad it didn’t last long
- Andreas/Saul/sky storyline felt a little lazy
- edit: WHAT THE HELL WAS UP WITH TERRAS CLOTHES IN THE BANQUET EPISODE. Literally why do they always put her in the most drab lifeless clothes let our girl be sexy (Eliot salt looks amazing in all her press outfits)
And that’s all I can remember rn
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