FOURTH WING (incorrect quotes)
Computer: Enter password.
Xaden, typing: Violet.
Computer: Too weak.
Xaden: *throws computer out of the window* Nobody says that about my Violence.
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FOURTH WING (incorrect quotes)
Computer: Enter password.
Xaden, typing: Violet.
Computer: Too weak.
Xaden: *throws computer out of the window* Nobody says that about my Violence.
Bodhi: I sleep with a dagger under my pillow.
Garrick: Weak. I sleep with two swords under mine.
Xaden: You are both pathetic.
Garrick, sarcastically: What killer weapon do you sleep with, Xaden?
Xaden: Violet.
Ok so you know how in IF they’re trying to work out the translation and keep coming up with iron rain, and then after all it’s Iron FLAME as per the title on the gd book cover? It got me thinking about FW and how calling it Fourth Wing suggests Violet makes it through to threshing and bonds with a dragon and so becomes part of fourth wing. Except that’s too obvious somehow, RY is more tricksy than that - and then it hit me that the title reflects the fact that VIOLET BONDS TWO DRAGONS GIVING HER FOUR WINGS.
It makes me excited to see what OS means - I’ve seen someone talk about Xaden’s onyx eyes, and I guess onyx could represent the black of his shadows? And then Violet the lightning welder as storm? I can’t wait to see how it’s used!
I am the sky and the power of every storm that has ever been. I am infinite.
Violet and Xaden - Fourth Wing
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Xaden and Violet - Fourth Wing
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“Because you didn’t fall for an ordinary rider. You fell for the leader of a revolution,” he whispers, the sound so soft it barely carries to my ears.
Violet and Xaden - Fourth Wing
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Violet and Xaden - Fourth Wing
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oh, so someone in command definitely had Violet’s father killed because he knew too much. my money is on Dain’s father.
Xaden Riorson x Violet Sorrengail 🖤
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SILVER THREAD GLEAMS AT HIS COLLAR, EVEN IN THE DIM MAGE LIGHT. —— he's above this, now, by rank and character. sober as a judge; which is fitting for every, passing sentence served by the sweeping of his gaze. garrick, to his left, vehemently combats the sentiment, pushing yet another drink into his chest. " all yours, man. " his focus had been well and set upon the members of his wing; his wing up until this very evening. ( freedom remains to be but a length of rope. ) he's tethered. in ways he never anticipated, he's tethered. and amidst the rest of them, he's hooked by her littlest finger. violence.
fuck him, but he cracks a rare smirk. she's an absolute lightweight, swaying in her seat. ( he'd hold her steady; easily. ) her squadmates are under the influence of opportunity, alone, and they chase it as quickly as she does, one lemonade at a time. his throat bobs; he still remembers the taste of that pitcher coming back up over a year later. —— garrick prods at his side again, poking fun at a second year in third wing, but violet's just flashed a grin of her own ... and quite suddenly, everything beyond her is utter bullshit. insignificant. but dain seems to agree, and that elicits a muscle to flex in his jaw. and hand. to garrick, he finally surrenders with a sigh. " ... you still have that flask? "
... one shot, two shot, three shot, four. half of his weight rests just beyond the door. —— vi's still hooked by conversation, and habit has him keeping to the room's perimeter. divided as they'd remained, her influence washed over him as easily as the near-empty flask in his hand. by the time he'd caught her attention, ( she'd held his since he stepped in ), she was flushed in the face. and her intent warmed his skin better than any drink. —— oh, she's feeling good.
his eyes darken, harboring a budding notion. ' i'm open to suggestions. and persuasion,' he winks.
❛ Are you? ❜ Everything around her loses meaning. The party is nothing but a chaotic din in the backdrop of her mind, movement in periphery. Rhi makes a quip at her elbow, unheard, unaddressed; follows Violet's line of sight to the man looming in the shadowed doorway, exasperation on addled tongue. ( You two... ) She snaps back. Has the good grace to offer a fairest slip of a blush, rose swept over porcelain skin already heated from drink — and him. Oh, but he has her attention now. Conversation resumes around her, but her eyes haven't left his. Legs swing down, boots scuffing the floor. She rises, unsteady as a newborn deer, that singular line of tension drawing her inexorably to his side. ❛ I'm — I have to... ❜ Words slip through her mind like so much sand trickling out from cupped hands. A small mercy, that she's obvious in her intentions; a chorus of laughs, knowing grins, commentary usher her. Riddoc catcalls her — get a room! — loud enough that she knows he can hear, and she answers to Xaden alone: ❛ I just might. ❜ Violet smiles as she weaves through the room, predatory, cross hairs set on her prey. Liquor offers both help and hindrance; she doesn't feel nerves once, but nearly stumbles twice, breathless as she reaches him ( gravity drawing her to his side, caught in his orbit, the moon to the sun ) Her grin is star bright, fingertips on his. ❛ Hi. ❜
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Xaden and Violet, when noone is looking:
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Does anyone else think that the reason we're continuously reminded that Bodhi looks oh-so-much like Xaden...is because at some point they're going to have to lock Xaden in the Rybestad Chest and Bodhi will need to pretend to be him to keep his cousin's missing status/venin-ism a secret?
No? Just me?
You cannot tell me that Xaden ‘my house. my chair. my woman.’ Riorsen isn’t playing this on repeat in the first half of Iron Flame in his sad lonely boy moments. You are my universe and I just want to put you first? That bright infinity in your eyes?? I fly to you every night?? Darkness used to be more comfortable to me?! They said we couldn’t be together because we come from different sides?!? We will follow you through this long night!! We are made of each other baby?!?!?
everybody's like "violet isn't violent enough, she's done nothing to deserve her nickname" blah blah blah SHE ALMOST PUT TWO DAGGERS THROUGH XADEN'S HEAD, CONSISTENTLY TALKED BACK DESPITE KNOWING HE COULD KILL HER WITH EASE, ALMOST PUT A DAGGER THROUGH JACK'S HEAD TOO (THEN DID PUT ONE THROUGH HIS SHOULDER), SHE POISONED A BUNCH OF PEOPLE, KNOCKED OREN UNCONSCIOUS, SLICED INTO TYNAN AND THEN SOME UNBONDEDS, TOOK A WHOLE TOWER DOWN WITH LIGHTNING BURRYING JACK ALIVE UNDER THE STONE IN THE PROCESS (NOT TO MENTION THOSE VENIN AND WYVERN) LIKE YEAH MAYBE SHE NEVER WENT FOR THE KILL, NEVER LOST CONTROL IN A FIT OF RAGE, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN SHE ISN'T VIOLENT SHE'S EXACTLY THAT SHE'S HELLA CUTTHROAT AND FIERCE