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im just so tired. i spend the very little free time i have writing these fics, and then someone comes in to criticize how i decided to tag the damn thing as if i had some secret agenda when doing so? i was half asleep when i posted the mira fic. be so fucking real. i love doing this, but i find myself enjoying it less and less whenever i get comments like this. its fun to say “have the day you deserve” but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck and hurt to read.

got another hate comment! except this time maybe i just won’t write for a month or two because im tired of this shit.

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got another hate comment! except this time maybe i just won’t write for a month or two because im tired of this shit.

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Xaden Riorson’s actions in Fourth Wing and Iron Flame both make more sense and become infinitely funnier when you remember that the man is 22-23 years old.

This man is AT BEST a first year grad student trying to finish compulsory military service in an active war zone while running the family business (ruling a legit kingdom) and taking on extracurriculars (leading a rebellion) as side hustles. On top of that there’s a literal plague of evil descending, institutional racism is against him, and his Situationship (calling Violet that cuz a lot happens there over two books and I’m trying to cover all the relationship levels) never seems to settle out for more than a month at a time.

Like, of course the decision making is not always on point. The man doesn’t even have a fully developed pre-frontal cortex yet and he hasn’t slept the recommended amount in 6 years.

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my super secret solstice gift fic, in the eye of the beholder, is now up on AO3!

in the eye of the beholder can be read HERE.

WHEW. I've been writing this one for like, a month and a half now for the RQ discord's secret solstice gift exchange, but I couldn't share any of it on here because I didn't want to give it away to my giftee! I'm so excited to share it with the world. @overjoyedisland, I hope you enjoy your secret solstice fic! @rq-gift-exchange

Summary:

Mira really doesn't like Xaden Riorson. Especially when he's looking at her baby sister like she's the beginning and end of his world. And that's even more true when her baby sister is looking at him the exact same way.

or

Mira watches Violet fall in love, punches her brother in the face, and faces some uncomfortable truths

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"Hello, Violence," the traitor's son says, his attention still fully on Violet. Mira isn't even sure if he's noticed her.

All the better, she thinks darkly for only herself to hear. One wrong move, and she'll send him to meet Malek herself.

"You're here," her sister replies a moment later, voice sounding almost... awestruck? That couldn't be right.

And yet, when Mira shifts her stance just enough to get a look at Violet's face, that's exactly how her sister looks. Awestruck.

"Sgaeyl insisted," the wingleader replies. With his tan skin, dark hair, and rider black flight leathers, he almost blends perfectly into the darkness of the woods at his back.

A living shadow. A devourer of light.

And hell if Mira would let him devour Violet, a veritable source of light itself.

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aaaand last but not least, a blurb from castles chapter 20 before I head to bed! I'm on PTO until Friday next week starting on Sunday, so I'm hoping to get castles chapter 20 and either danger zone or XRGTSAS updated before I have to go back to work! time will tell if that is overly ambitious lol

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“What aren’t you telling me?” I ask, propping my elbows on the island’s countertop.

Those infuriatingly perceptive hazel eyes of hers narrow on me. “What makes you think there’s something I’m not telling you?”

A lock of hair brushes her cheek, having fallen out of her braid. Before I can stop myself, I reach out, and tuck it behind her ear, the tips of my fingers brushing against her soft skin as I do.

“Because there’s always something you’re not telling me,” I say, pulling my hand away before I can linger too long.

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did someone say … swan song chapter 14 blurb? got a scene in my head and decided to write it, i have no idea when this chapter will get done, but its the first time i’ve worked on it in a while so figured i’d share!

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Liam glares me down like I’ve somehow inconvenienced him. I’m not the one that’s been avoiding him like the plague.

“It was necessary,” I say with a shrug, then nail him with the nastiest glare I can muster. “Unlike some people, I prefer to face a challenge head on.”

“If I didn’t know any better, Durran, I’d say you’re trying to embarrass yourself,” he responds.

I step onto the mat. “Not at all. I seem to remember breaking your ribs the last time we fought.” I smirk. “Now there’s a fond memory.”

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writing vibes :)

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ladies and gents my anxiety is going up every day we get closer to onyx storm. I both want it in my hands immediately and do not want to know what fresh horrors RY has in store for us. pls tell me I am not alone in this lmao

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ok ONE MORE xaden's ver. blurb before I head to bed! kinda got on a roll with the Sloane phone call tn

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There’s some appeal to her suggestion, even if it’s impossible for Violet to look at me with anything other than anger, I’d wager. The idea of taking Violet out for dinner, on a walk in the park �� to do anything not related with work – is more appealing than I’m prepared to admit.

A bitter taste floods my mouth – I royally screwed things with her before. Now all I have is regret, revenge, and politics. What a combination.

“Did Liam tell you to tell me this?” I question, refocusing. Violet is a distraction that I can’t afford, I remind myself.

Sloane scoffs. “Obviously not. He’d like to think I know absolutely nothing about the plans you boys have been hatching the last few months.”

“Imogen takes offense to that.”

“Imogen can suck it. She still owes me $20 bucks for losing that bet about who would win the Super Bowl.”

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xaden's ver. chapter 2 blurb! another Sloane appearance!

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“What?” I ask, not bothering to check the caller ID as I swing myself into the driver’s seat and start the engine.

“Hello to you too, asshat.” A wry voice blasts through my car’s speakers when it connects to Bluetooth.

I grin, despite myself. Liam’s little sister is basically my little sister, at this point. “Hi Sloane.”

“That’s better,” she huffs. I pull away from the curb and point the car downtown. Traffic, I’m quickly realizing, is more disgusting than usual for this time of day. I tug at the tie of my suit, loosening it. “So, Sorrengail, huh?”

My grin melts into a grimace. I grip the steering wheel a little tighter. Of course, that’s what this is about. “What about her?”

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oh hey besties! I'm back! losing all of my drafts pretty much killed my will to write for a while but I've more or less rewritten most of my chapter 20 draft so. blurb time! extra long since you guys have been patient :)

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Violet’s eyes scan the crowd, and I don’t miss how they snag on one of the cafes, almost longingly.

“Is this a good idea?” she asks quietly. “What if we’re seen?”

I grin down at her, then grab her hand, relishing how her fingers seem to slot between mine like they were meant to be there. She startles, but doesn’t pull away, and I take that as a sign to start walking, picking our way across the square to the café she’d hesitated on.

“We’re not doing this your way, remember?” I say, pulling her out of the way of two screeching children who go barreling past. The breeze ruffles my hair as I look back at her.

“Well, maybe I don’t like your way,” she snips.

I smirk. “Too bad I don’t care what you like, Violence. Time to get out of your comfort zone.”

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current mood: meme cat on my AO3

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castles crumbling blurb!

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“The situation here isn’t great, either.” Brennan scoffs. “Right. The situation at a seaside cottage in one of the most picturesque places in the world is awful, clearly. I don’t even know why I’m complaining. Living in a cave like I do is practically a vacation compared to that.”

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Danger Zone Ch 3 teaser:)???

*absolutely do not have to, just adore this story!

ok FINE 😉

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The High Flier is noticeably emptier when I walk through its doors, two days after the first hop. A glance towards the bar tells me all I need to know – Violet isn’t here. She hasn’t been here the last two times I stopped by either. This time, however, her brother is behind the bar, wiping a glass with a rag. When I walk up to the bartop, Brennan Sorrengail takes one look at me then shakes his head. “I’m not supposed to talk to you, you know,” he informs me. I blink. “What do you mean?” Brennan just gives me a look. “Take one guess.”

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You have a super secret project in the works?!? AHHH! Exciting news! Something new to look forward to (someday, whenever it's ready!).

I do! it'll be the Big Story I write once I finish with castles crumbling. im still figuring out where I want the plot to go, but ive been writing scenes here and there when the mood strikes so I can get a feel for how I want to write it when it becomes more of a priority!

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ok I've been writing this a little whenever I have time and its super top secret and won't be out for a very, very long time BUT

No one has ever paid Violet any mind. Crown Prince Halden’s forgotten fiancée, members of the Tauri court tittered mockingly when they thought Violet couldn't hear, in hallways and in gardens, at parties and banquets.  Mage lights illuminate the room with a yellow glow, a fairy tale-like atmosphere that a younger, more naive Violet would have adored. But tonight, the night of her 21st birthday, the sight just makes her want to flee far away from the prison she’s been trapped in. "Announcing Violet Sorrengail, fiancée to Crown Prince Halden Tauri," the herald to Violet’s right proclaims loudly, and she winces as eyes throughout the room turn, landing on her in unison, before flitting away in equal time. The forgotten fiancée, unworthy of the attention of the nobility that is gathered here, unworthy of an escort from the man she is to marry on her own birthday. Violet is resigned to this fact; she knows she won’t even get a second glance. Violet Sorrengail is a doll on display – one in a dusty shop window, off the main road, that no one pays any attention to.

This week’s word is…

✨ SECOND ✨

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