#fourth wing au

[essjaywrites]

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

[hockeyspiral23]

Garrick: I have a feeling your girl is gonna burn the place down Xaden: She's not my girl, Tavis. Xaden: But that sounds like my Violence.

[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

[taymartiart]

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

[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, 14/? chapters, 135,126 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 (a Bodhi / Liam story - same AU as Under Cover) (WIP, 7/? chapters, 78,126 words)

The Odyssey of Imrrick (RQ Fic Exchange fic) (WIP, 6/10 chapters, 24,272 words)

Completed

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

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

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

Coming Soon:

Xaden / Violet AU - Under Cover

Xaden Year 3 (post-IF revelations included)

[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. 

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[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

[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.

[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.

[chocogigi]

What about a Riorgail some sort of F1 racing AU where Xaden and Violet are racing for the same team, Sgaeyl and Tairn are race engineers and their team suit/merch is onyx + gold and dark + silver.

Where they absolutely despise each other in the beginning.

[animezinglife]

Half of Basgiath: [falling to their deaths off their dragons]

Drunk Southern Riders:

[printcharms]

[hockeyspiral23]

A thing that will be coming post-viayn (although it should be part 2 ...)

Perspectives already written: - Xaden ch.26 - Garrick ch.21 - Imogen ch.25

Perspectives being considered: - Dain ch.6 - Ridoc ch.15 - Sloane somewhere between ch.28 and 36 - post-story: Violet and the story of Xaden's emoji ... - Mira from Solstice to (point not yet published)

I am open to other thoughts/suggestions, but there is no guarantee you'll see it. 😜

(title comes from the same song "victory is all you need" came from)

[agentofreedom]

The puzzle pieces are coming together slowly…

[sabrinaandlilith]

In the Dragon’s Grasp

When Sabrina joins the Riders Quadrant, she plans to make her aunt proud by bonding with the best dragon available. When she bonds with the mysterious Leviathan dragon, she gets more than she bargained for.

// a caos fourth wing au with a twist

read here on ao3

[ubiquitouslyme]

I can't pick only one fic to ask about for the WIP game.

Game on because Bodhiam are my babies and maybe a little sneak peak at Under Cover because I love your AU's

<3

Ah gosh, I just love these two SOOOO much. Next up in Game On, the group is going to deal with some emotional trauma from the death of their parents' anniversary, so there won't be a ton of movement on the relationship front...but things will definitely be a little slower for them from here while Liam earns Bodhi's trust back.

We're also slowly creeping toward when Xaden and Violet meet, and it's going to be...interesting! I'm so excited to start that story!

Here's a sneak peak from Under Cover:

There are bad decisions and there are terrible decisions.  Following the blonde man with piercing blue eyes from some type of exchange with my source to this warehouse?  Bad decision.  Entering said warehouse?  Terrible decision. 

As I creep around the corner of the warehouse, keeping to the shadows as I crouch low behind the large wooden crates, I don’t care.  There is a story here, and I am going to be the first to uncover it.  Safety be damned.

I try to look through the slats of the nearest crate, but it is near impossible to see through.  Okay then.  That’s why I brought my knife.  I slide the six-inch utility blade out from the sheath in my purse and use it to pry open the nearest crate.  Holy.  Fucking.  Shit.  Gold mine.  I fumble for the phone in my pocket and begin taking photos as covertly as I can, careful to ensure the sound is off so there is no noise as I snap photo after photo.  When I am satisfied that I have enough, I click on my phone to lock the screen and I slide it into the back pocket of my jeans.

I listen closely.  Still clear.  I creep over to the next crate a few feet away and pry open that one as well.  Yes!  I silently exclaim.  Everything I need is here.  More photos.  A third crate, with the same result.  More photos.  Time to go before I get caught.

I’m almost back to the main hallway when my luck runs out. 

“What is a sweet little thing like you doing here?” a voice sounds from behind me.  Shit.