#fourth wing au

[danikamariewrites]

A request for maybe an AU with Liam. And reader and Liam meet at a ball with plenty of fluff and joy and fun! I just want to go to a ball with this man, what can I say?

Prince Charming

prince!Liam Mairi x princess!reader

Notes: Hi! I hope you like the AU that I came up with. I loved the thought of Liam as a prince and more of a lighter tone on the arraigned marriage trope since Liam and reader want to be married. They got lucky and Liam def needs a happy ending after what he’s been through🥲

And Happy Onyx Storm month! I can’t believe we are so close to book 3, so it’s only appropriate we kick off the month with a FW fic.

Warnings: arranged marriage

The clock tower chimes seven as I step down from the carriage. A footman holding out his hand to help me down. As I give him a kind smile my brother rounds the carriage in a huff, giving me a disapproving look.

I give him a smirk, waiting for him to take my arm. “You know I’m supposed to help you down, not some servant.” He chastises, guiding me inside the castle. Keeping smiles on our faces and nodding at other nobles we recognize to hide our sibling spat. “Oh brother, you’re too traditional. I could’ve gotten out myself.”

My brother jokingly tsks at me. He knows it’s a smaller insult I can give about him being to like our parents.

“War is here and we need to make you look like the princess you are, little sister. Remember why we are here.” My brother’s tone a mix between commanding and somber. With Navarre at war my arranged marriage is closer than I’d like.

Navarre and Tyrrendor need to unite as kingdoms. I can’t say I’m happy about this being sooner rather than later. If it were up to me, I’d be flying in my father’s legion. My dragon has been itching to stretch her wings, the promise of going to war making her restless.

Tonight my brother is presenting me to Prince Liam. This will be the first time we’ve seen each other since we were teenagers. I don’t remember much about him. I remember his soft blonde hair and kind smile as we explored his family’s castle when we were children. As we grew older our meetings became more formal and less adventurous. I wish I remembered where all the halls led, or what passage was behind which painting now. I could use the escape.

Though Prince Liam is kind and I’ve never heard a bad thing about him this whole situation is still nerve wracking. Much more nerve wracking than flying into war, something I’m at least prepared for.

My brother and I are guided by knights to the hall just outside the throne room. The Mairi family crest staring at me on the carved wooden doors. I take deep breathes, calming myself.

My brother gently squeezes my hand, giving me a reassuring smile. “It’ll be fine. You know Liam, he’s kind.” I nod in agreement. “Besides,” he adds. “I would never let father marry you off to some tyrant.” That gets a laugh out of me. We smile at each other. “I’m thankful you’re here.” I say before we’re announced and the double doors are opened.

The crowd cheers, parted down the center of the room so we can walk straight to the dais. I keep my eyes anywhere but the crowd or royals before me. My brother notices my timidness and pinches my elbow, as if to say look up.

I stand straight and I’m met with the most beautiful, striking blue eyes. I remember a lot about Liam, but those eyes have grown more captivating as he got older. And he’s taller. Holy hell, a lot taller.

His blonde hair looks the same. Still shiny and soft looking. I want to run my fingers through it.

We come to a stop, bowing before the king and queen of Tyrrendor. “King Isaac, Queen Viviane, thank you for the kind welcome. It’s wonderful to be back in your home.” I barely hear my brother’s words. My undivided attention on Liam, and his on me. As my brother continues his little speech it feels like everything in the room has fallen away.

Like it’s just Liam and I. How has it been so long since we last saw each other? Is there such a thing as love at second sight? I blush under his gaze, earning a smirk from the prince. My prince.

Liam steps down from the dias right in front of me. My brother slips his arm from mine, Liam taking my hand, bringing my fingers to his lips, kissing them softly. His eyes never breaking away from mine. “It’s lovely to see you again, y/n.”

“Likewise, Liam.”

King Isaac stands, declaring the festivities begin. Liam lead me to the dance floor while my brother is whisked away to the King’s table.

Liam wordlessly takes my hand, placing his other on my hip. The way he’s looking at me sends a chill down my spine. I can see something twinkle in his eyes. My heart leaps at the hope of love.

As the music starts Liam leads me around the dance floor. All eyes on us as the prince and princess reunite for a dance.

“You look even more beautiful than the last time I saw you.” Gods, his voice. A sweet, deep melody that makes goosebumps break out along my arms. “Well, it has been a few years.” That earns a small laugh from my prince.

Suddenly becoming self conscious, I am unable to meet his eyes. “Hey,” he murmurs. Taking his hand from my hip to tilt my chin up. “No need to be shy with me, love.” I smile at him like an idiot. Good gods, how do I find war on dragon back easier than talking to my fiancée?

“How are you feeling, about all this?” I ask in a hushed tone, as it not be heard by nosy gossips.

Liam takes a moment to think, making my heart drop to my stomach. “Happy.” My eyes widen slightly at his honestly. “Really?”

“Of course. Y/n, from the moment I met you I was enamored by you. And seeing you again tonight made me realize there is no one I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. It’ll be an adventure, like we used to have.” I smile at the memory of a younger us.

Liam dips me, pulling me up then spinning me away from him, then back to his chest. Swaying us to the rhythm of the music.

“How are you feeling?” He whispers. “The same.” I say truthfully. “When I saw you tonight I remembered every time we met before. How safe I felt with you. How much I like being with you.” the truth tumbles from my lips before I can stop.

Liam spins me again, pulling me flush against his chest this time. His hand sliding to the small of my back. It felt like it belonged there, forming to the curve of my spine perfectly. Our lips are mere inches from each other now, our breaths mixing. My eyes dart from his lips to his enticing blue ones.

I lean up on my toes as Liam leans down to meet me halfway. As much as I don’t want our first kiss to be public I can’t deny him. The pull to my prince magnetic. When our lips meet my heart pounds against my ribs. Begging to be impossibly closer to his. The kiss was slow and exploratory. Both of us exploring each other’s mouths. Learning slowly what makes the other gasp or moan.

Breaking apart my eyes stay closed, reveling in the moment. They flutter open a moment later to see a flushed Liam. His hands gripping my hips, keeping me close. He leans down, those soft blonde curls tickling the side of my face. “Is the secret passage behind the big painting still your favorite?” I give him a small hum as a yes.

He takes my hand again, quickly pulling me from the ball room to go find the passage. To our next adventure.

[hockeyspiral23]

You know how I was talking about various WIPs? Well ...

"It's Violet. Her scars ..." he trails off. I swallow hard. If the fever I got after being stabbed with that godsforsaken dagger while pregnant wasn't enough to damn her, with her two-toned hair and fragile body, the gods chose her to be a part of a fated soul-scar pair. My tiny, delicate daughter has been chosen to be a part of history, and I am terrified to know what that means for her future. Scars as soulmarks are rare enough, but scars showing up before she comes of age? The rarest of all. "Show me," I demand, my fear coming out as brusqueness. He walks close to me, brushing our hands together, taking my hand the second we enter our quarters, squeezing hard. He opens the door to her bedroom and I raise my hand up to my mouth to stifle the horrified gasp that is desperate to escape. My daughter's back is covered with angry red lines, fresher scar marks than I've ever seen on a member of a soul-scarred pair. "I don't understand it," my husband whispers. I can't say a word. I don't know how to tell him that I'm the reason our daughter has 107 fresh scars on her back. And that her fucking soulmate is the son of the disgraced Fen Riorson.

(obviously a first draft and I already know how some of this is going to be edited ... but yeah. also ... why am i considering working in the canon universe when the series isn't done yet? whyyyyyyyyy ...)

[flankerclinger0a]

My au in a nutshell

[mattyalwayssmokesweed]

So… I actually started writing the au I mentioned in this post. The first chapter is mostly and introduction, but I’m almost done with chapter two and I’ll post it as soon as I can!

Here’s the link for those who want it: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58851091/chapters/149991277

(Tagging the people who asked me to let them know when the story was out. If you don’t want to be mentioned, let me know and I’ll take you off)

@writtenbymoon @graaaaaayy @clockworkdreamer @bookaddictedrose @bookwormysblog @mysterylilycheeta @sabu123098 @miminitodoke @crisalidaseason @fatima1012-blog @disneyfqngirl @kat-sumi @aroacemushroom @rainingrainbow @thestarseternaal @thefinalehope @violet-desk @bestbookfriends @theespressooqueen

[essjaywrites]

snapshot of rhi & violet’s fridge in where does the good go :)

[saphofthehollow]

on the thought process of jealous xaden...

remember how xaden and violet pretty much ignored each other for weeks after that first kiss in fourth wing?

what if, and don't kill me for this, violet ends up sleeping with some random guy when she is unable to fully block out tairn's lust one night? And instead of the Jack Barlowe challenge being the thing that makes xaden crack and start talking to her again, it's the jealousy?

i can totally imagine xaden finding out and just straight up strangling the guy during breakfast with his shadows just to make a public claim on violet because we all know that man goes fucking feral when he is jealous and possessive

[loosenedinsanity]

fourth wing au but jayvik??

hear me out...

[lizardsrunfast]

I never thought my silly battle of the bands music AU would get so much love ❤️

Thank you to everyone that has read and left kudos or comments. It means so much to this newbie writer 🥰

[taymartiart]

Violet from the super fun hockey/figure skating AU fic There are Worse Games to Play by @revelationinthelightofday-writes ✨

[oreoambitions]

Alex tugs urgently on Kara’s pack, her face suddenly pale. “I forgot,” she says. “There was so much else to catch you up on- Stay away from Lena Luthor.”

Kara raises her eyebrows. “Luthor? As in?”

“As in the Luthor family, as in the sister of Lex Luthor. She’s in the third year, and she’ll try to kill you as soon as she hears that you’ve entered the quadrant. Fuck! They should have just let you go to the scribes, I swear-”

“Lex Luthor led the rebellion,” Kara says slowly. “Why would we ever allow a Luthor within Argo’s walls?”

Alex’s expression is pained. The woman ahead of them is signing the rolls now; time is running short. “All the children of the rebellion were conscripted as well as marked."

"Sure, but a rider? This is supposed to be an honor. Luthor is the heir to a rebellion that killed thousands of our people. She has no right-" Nevermind the fact that it's more obligation than honor for Kara. The thought of a rebel, here, in Krypton's most prestigious order of warriors makes her nearly as sick as the sight of the bridge she's about to traverse.

"Nobody expected her to make it over the parapet,” Alex explains in a rushed whisper. “You should have seen her in her first year; she was a tiny pale thing, a hundred pounds soaking wet. Even if she somehow made it across, everyone figured another cadet would kill her. Revenge for the rebellion, or making a name for themselves, that kind of thing. But the wind failed to take her, and once in the quadrant she stayed a step ahead of everyone. Then she bonded a dragon, so. She’s a wingleader now.”

The hair on the back of Kara’s neck stands up. She’s not sure what a wingleader is, but it doesn’t sound like the kind of role she’d like to see in the hands of a Luthor. “That’s… unfortunate,” is all she says. The last conscript ahead of them is disappearing into the tower.

“She’s sworn allegiance to Krypton, but Kara, she’ll kill you. For what Astra did to her brother, she’ll hunt you down. Stay away from her.” Read the Fourth Wing AU on Ao3

[printcharms]

[ubiquitouslyme]

Fanfic Master List

So I just learned people do this thing where they post their AO3 works on Tumblr. I've giving this a try! I have lots of ideas in the works, so I'll add to this over time.

I love hearing your thoughts, so don't be shy!

Fourth Wing / Iron Flame / The Empyrean Fandom

WIPs

Xaden's Year 2 (WIP, 20/? chapters, 187,752 words)

Garrick Tavis - Companion Chapters to Year 2 (WIP, 4/? chapters, 44,104 words)

Imogen Cardulo - Companion Chapters to Year 2 (WIP, 4/? chapters, 49,229 words)

Bodhi Durran - Companion Chapters to Year 2 (WIP, 4/? chapters, 28,992 words)

Game On (modern AU in LA, a Bodhi / Liam story - a prequel to Under Cover) (WIP, 10/? chapters, 102,853 words)

Under Cover (modern AU, a Riorgail story set in the Game On world) (WIP, 7/? chapters, 32,158 words)

I'm Still Alive, I Walk Alone (WIP, A Post-OS work (OS SPOILERS!!), 2/? chapters, 4,012 words, co-written with SaraNova)

Completed

Xaden's Year 1 (Complete, 32 chapters, 117,854 words)

Xaden's Year 3 (written pre-IF) (Complete, 39 chapters, 147,618 words)

Here for the Video Games (modern AU, a Bodhi / Liam story) (Complete, 2/2 chapters, 8,861 words)

The Odyssey of Imrrick (RQ Fic Exchange fic - an Imrrick story) (Complete, 11/11 chapters, 65,921 words)

Amuse Bouche (Solstice RQ Fic Exchange - featuring Bodhi and his love interest(s)) (Complete, 3/3 chapters, 9,228 words)

Twelve Hours (An Onyx Storm Fic - SPOILERS GALORE) (Complete, 2/2 chapters, 10,127 words)

Coming Soon:

Xaden Year 3 (post-IF revelations included)

One-Shots (IF, OS)

Game Changer Fandom 🌈🏒

The Hollanov Story (Shane / Ilya interview post-The Long Game) (Complete, 2/2 chapters, 21,677 words)

Contract Conversations (Set during The Long Game, Shane negotiates his contract) (Complete, 1/1 chapter, 4,657 words)

The Hollanovs Take On Disney (Set in the future, Shane and Ilya take their kids to Disney) (WIP, 1/? chapter, 1,998 words)

Centaurs Undercover (Various Centaurs play pranks on fans and teammates alike) (WIP, 1/? chapter, 3,518 words)

[hockeyspiral23]

"Why did you ask her age?" He looks at me expectantly. I smirk. "Because normally, scar bonds manifest when the youngest of the pair comes of age, which is historically considered 15. Obviously that's not 'of age' anymore, but it still holds true for the vast majority of soulmate bonds. So, when Cat turns 15, we can officially deny the betrothal with proof." I see the cogs turning in his head. "Because we can prove that she's not my soulmate at that point." "Exactly. The easiest way to prove it will be, unfortunately, to cut you deep enough to leave a scar, but it'll be worth it." Xaden frowns for a moment. "It's just -" he closes his mouth, pressing his lips together tightly. "Just what?" I ask gently. "Just ... should we scar me on purpose, knowing that my soulmate will also feel that pain?" He drums his fingers on the seat next to him. I lean back, stunned at the question. Truth be told, I never even thought of it that way. Pride swells in my chest, though, because him thinking that proves his worthiness of his birthright. I know I need to respond, however, so I choose my words carefully. "Sometimes, other things are more important than our temporary pain. It's often the cost of being a leader."

[flankerclinger0a]

A different au of mine. It's not AGWMS, but it's just as horrific!

[mattyalwayssmokesweed]

Well, apparently every time I write this story, it ends up being a 3k chapter. Don’t ask me, I’m as clueless as you are.

Jokes aside, here’s chapter three of Queen of the Clouds! Hope you enjoy it😁

[swcowgal]

I always love inserting clones where they don’t belong so here is Captain Gregor, dragon rider of the Navarrian military