#fourth wing au

[flankerclinger0a]

My au in a nutshell

[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 ...)

[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.

[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]

I can't stop thinking about a Fourth Wing AU where Violet knew all about venin and wyvern right from the beginning (maybe from her father telling her when she was younger or perhaps even from leaving her notes). And she pretended to want to join the Scribe Quadrant but always intended to join the Riders Quadrant so she doesn't protest too much when her mother forces her to walk the parapet.

I keep thinking of how she could have an even more strained relationship with her mother because maybe she also knew what happened to the marked ones and how her mother gave Xaden those 107 scars. Perhaps she even fought with and defended the marked ones her mother over it before she even joined the Riders Quadrant or personally knew any of the marked ones.

I just need a fanfic like this where Violet goes into her first year at Riders Quadrant with full intention of training and graduating while doing anything possible to expose that the leadership is hiding the truth about venin and the wyvern and like bonding to Tairn ends up making her even more confident in her intentions since now she also has a powerful dragon in her corner.

Imagine she's doing the same thing like sneaking weapons out and stuff and accidentally comes across Xaden and some of the marked ones and they end up forming an alliance or something. And that's how Xaden and Violet start falling for each other.

Oooh! And maybe Violet does shit like indirectly threatening her mother to expose the leadership's lies every time they cross paths in the college. Perhaps she'd even "accidentally" throw knives at her mother's aides outside the rotunda to scare them.

[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

[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)

[printcharms]

Tairn and Andarna ✨✨

[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."

[sliebman10]

An Unlikely Bond

(This is my final @wolfstarbingo2024 entry, and a gift to my lovely friend, @udaberriwrites. It is a Fourth Wing Dragon AU).

Snippet:

“ Werewolf, ” he heard in his head and looked up to see large, yellow eyes blinking at him slowly.

“You’re…talking to me?” Remus asked in confusion. “But why?”

“ Because I choose you. ” He recognized the Hungarian Horntail from Care of Magical Creatures, where they studied the different dragon breeds. They were among the biggest and most powerful of dragon breeds.

“Are..are you sure?” 

“ Question me again and find out ,” the dragon huffed. Remus knew better than to question the dragon again. He stuck out his leg for Remus. After another moment of uncertainty, Remus climbed up to his back. “ That’s better .” 

The dragon launched into the sky. Remus felt the thrill of flight which was much more acute than when he was on a broomstick. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as he’d always thought.

“ What is your name? ” Remus asked, testing out their mental bond as he slid around on the dragon’s back. He found his legs lacked the strength to hold him in place. This would take some getting used to.

“ Puer Lunae…but you can call me Moony. ” A dragon with a connection to the moon, Remus thought. How unusual. 

The dragon circled the field and came in for a landing, taking a dive for dramatic effect. Remus held on for dear life as Moony touched down lightly back on the field. 

Read more here

[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😁

[raccoonhearteyes]

good morning i am back on my clexa au bullshit, but this time we're going dragon riders courtesy of fourth wing and the empyrean series.

we have clarke as violet sorrengail. daughter of the general. complete opposite of athletically/physically inclined enrolling in the riders quadrant. she may not have been planning to do this with years of training, but shes SMART and approaches problems in ways no other cadet will.

lexa as xaden riorson. daughter of the former rebellion leaders. the general happened to have killed her father. she dark and broody and unreasonably ripped and good at sparring.

raven as rihannon. finn as dain. etc etc.

the dragons stay the same because they're perfect.

oh no, they're put in the same wing and lexa is the wingleader.

highlights include things we were robbed of in the show:

enemies to lovers

lexa teaching clarke to spar and frequently planting her right on her back. snarky and mad about it clarke because why is she so turned on by this they hate each other. right?

throne sex

(also it just makes sense-- the cuts on xaden's back & rebellion relic for each kid and the tattoos on lexa's back for the conclave)

this would require so much plot so here's just the vibes that you need. everything is basically the same it's just gay.

[oh-no-its-dragons]

the scene I envisioned that made me want to think about omegaverse in this fandom at all

Varrish thinks he's discovered Violet's secret, that she's an omega who doesn't belong in the Rider's Quadrant, and he will use it to break her. They've developed a serum that functions as the opposite of the suppressants and he's offering it to Dain, expecting that dosing Violet will cause her to submit and bond to Dain.

Dain does not want to do this. He wasn't there when Violet presented, and he's still not sure he believes it; they've been arguing about it since she found him in the courtyard. But regardless, he knows he's a beta, and he worries what will happen to her if Varrish is right.

"Don't you want your quiet, submissive, sweet friend back, Aetos?" Varrish asks.

Violet looks Dain in the eye. "Do it," she tells him, daring him to see her for what she is.

In the last two days, I've abandoned my post, possibly compromised the rebellion, definitely dropped a fucking wyvern corpse in a military outpost, flew so fast with Sgaeyl that I'm quite sure I lost a layer of skin to the winds, and fought my way into the cells below the war college, imagining sinking a dagger into Varrish's smug face the entire time. The entire way down, my body was screaming at me that something was wrong, something was different, something was coming through my connection to Violet, and I just kept shoving it back further and further. We would be in time. We would have to be in time. 

The scent hit me even before I opened the door, and my knees nearly buckled. I pushed forward anyway, fighting back panic flavored with something else, something I didn't have time to name.

Varrish was already dead. Violet stood above him, blood dripping from her mouth where she'd torn out his throat with her teeth. She looked utterly feral, her hair hanging loose and her clothes stained and torn. I had never been so turned on in my entire life.

I wasted two seconds assessing the room. Aetos was in the corner, his eyes wide and terrified, not looking away from Violet. I could see confusion and resolve, and below that I heard a more primal intention. Hide from the alpha. A beta's reaction. 

It was not my reaction. 

I took a slow step toward her and she growled, dropping Varrish's body at her feet like the trash it was. This time my knees did give out. As she stepped over the body toward me, I shrugged my flight jacket off my shoulders and raised my chin, baring my throat to her. I didn't know what my body was doing and I didn't care.

"My alpha," I whispered as she reached me. 

She leaned down and her breath was scalding as she whispered in my ear. "Mine." I felt it through the link between us, the word shooting through my veins like her lightning. I didn't need to be an Inntinnsic to know what she intended.

"We need to go!" Garrick's voice filtered in from the hall.