#iron flame spoilers tw

[mcrcki]

she had never been so relieved that the house was empty when she got home, clinging to her shoulder as she felt the blood dripping past her fingers, making a note to clean it up later once she got it wrapped. violet was in the bathroom, haphazardly wrapping up her arm with gauze when she finally dropped her shields for a moment, immediately bracing for the screaming on xaden's end when she cut through. 'i'm home.' was all she gave before slamming the shields back up, not wanting to have this entire conversation mentally.. she was fucking tired. she understood where xaden got his fighting strength from, because gods it was a miracle she came away from that grapple with as few injuries as she had. she knew he'd be home soon, so she didn't bother moving, still holding pressure to her arm as she sat on the bathroom counter, hearing the door slam below. "don't be mad!"

@tragcdysewn for xaden riorson

[lavendaers]

@tragcdysewn liam mairi for xaden riorson

after seeing violet and learning what had happened to him, he knew that he had to find xaden. he knew that the other was there. there was no way that violet was there and xaden wasn't. he knew the man would follow her, even to another world. it was just their connection. it wasn't hard to pick the man out and as soon as he did, he rushed over, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, "xaden?" he paused, freezing the moment he met his gaze. "sorry, i must have the wrong person." an embarrassed chuckle slipped from his lips as his brows drew down in confusion before he moved to walk away.

[wvsteria]

syrena cordella & violet sorrengail @mcrcki

"cadet sorrengail." syrena says in greeting. while she knew her sister and the other had a rather rocky past, she didn't hold anything against the other. in fact she'd heard that she'd saved her sister while in the caves and had nothing but respect for her. "didn't think i'd be seeing you here. i'm.. not quite sure what here really is." if violet was here then there was a good chance her sister was too. "have you seen cat?"

[bloodycassian]

Is it me or is everything confusing in iron flame? Like the need for the luminary and hike is so weirdly sudden and out of nowhere?? I'm not done yet

[the-dear-skull]

Violet in Iron Flame making sure Dain doesn't touch her again:

[b3anieperson]

THE LETTER - An Epilouge To Fourth Wing - Part 1 - Part 2 -

Xaden's letter is marked with the same seal I've seen the last three years, a blue wax seal with a rising dragon. I snap open the seal, the wax breaking quietly.

Dear Sloane,

I'm so, so sorry.

My gaze shifts at the letter, sorry for what? As I pay attention to the paper, trying not to read ahead, the corner of one letter is torn, and slight dark spots appear on the paper, like tear stains.

Liam stands with Malek now.

My heart shatters, as I read.

We were attacked by Gryphons, while we were going to save a nearby village. Deigh died, and we didn't have long to say goodbye to Liam before we had to fight.

I am so sorry, I tried, he died in mine and Violet's arms- and so did Soleil.

I'm used to reading through the lines at this point, its how most words to me look. 'Gryphons" always the same, and yet, never Gryphons, Venin.

I barely remember Soleil, her mother was a lieutenant under my mother, and I maybe met her once- but Liam? He was my brother. I'm alone now, no family, no mom, no dad, no Liam. I continue reading, letting the tears spill onto the page as I try not to cry out in pain.

I wish I could be there, I'm leaving in a few days, as soon as we get back to Basgiath, we're currently waiting for Violet to wake up, we're in-

The next word is scribbled out, but I know what he means, they're in Aretia. Letting the one who lived- Violet Sorrengail- heal, while Liam is in a burn pit with his dragon and Soleil.

I don't bother reading the rest, I throw the letter across my bed and reach for Garrick's. This one is sealed with brown wax- I rip it open, and worry my lip as more tears fall.

Sloane,

I wish I could bring you good news.

Please don't be stupid- do something stupid more importantly.

I'll give you what the report says, but I'm sure you've already read Xaden's letter, or Eya's.

Included in his letter is his own personal report, since there were no scribes to write it down.

Name: Garrick Tavis

Rank: Third Year Flame Section Leader, Fourth Wing

Location: Athbyne

Beyond Wards Y/N: Yes.

Commanding Officer: Xaden Riorson

Riders Available: Masen Sandborne, Eya Wrenwrought, Garrick Tavis, Liam Mairi, Soleil Telery, Violet Sorrengail, Ciaran Jun, Bodhi Durran, Imogen Cardulo

Incident Report: June 24, 633 AU

War Games 633 of Basgiath War College, Gaurd and Riot of Wing Leader Xaden Riorson was set down at a lake 20 minutes out from Athbyne.

10 minutes in on break a scream was heard from the west side of the lake, in the woods.

A drift of Six Gryphons attacked and killed Deighabron-- a Red Daggertail belonging to Liam Mairi, saving Violet Sorrengail from impailment.

Soleil and Fuilinstrogh were killed in action by suprise attack.

In action Violet Sorrengail and Xaden Riorson took out two Gryphons as well as rider. Violet was then impailed by poisoned dagger (awaiting condition updates), and incapacitated.

Eya Wrenwrought, Imogen Cardulo and Bodhi Durran fought the remaining Gryphons.

-INCIDENT END-

Injuries sustained:

Bodhi Durran: Broken Arm

Garrick Tavis: Six Inch Cut from Temple to Jaw

Eya Wrenwrought: Twisted Ankle

Violet Sorrengail: Stab Wound (poison)

Imogen Cardulo: Several Fleshed and Treated Knife wounds, (unpoisoned)

Liam Mairi: Deceased

Soleil Telery: Deceased

I don't bother to read the rest of the report. I throw it aside and ravage through Imogen and Eya's letters. All I can focus on is that he died for Violet, saved her, and she still got stabbed and might even die. He died for fucking nothing.

My heart pounds in my chest as I rip at a rouge peice of paper. Tears fall down my cheeks, and make my face sticky with grief.

When Helena walks in, towel wrapped around her head, I'm hugging myself, looking at my sheets instead of the letters. Her face drops as she sits next to me, an arm wrapped lightly around my shoulder as she consoles quietly.

When I think I've cried out every tear that ever existed in my body. Helena asks me quietly what's wrong.

"H-he's gone." I whimper out, my voice breaking.

"Fuck," I hear from another voice, I glance up. Fynn stands there, against my bedpost, and his hair is slicked back with sweat.

"Liam?" Helena asks quietly and Fynn and I nod simultaneously. A gasp escapes her mouth, and she tries not to shudder.

When Emek sticks his head in through door, Fynn shakes his head and waves him out.

"I'm sorry Sloane." Fynn whispers, but I begin to shut everything out. I haven't done this since- since I watched my mother be incinerated- six years ago.

My heart sits in the bottom of my stomach, and I find myself shrugging away from Helena's touch.

When others walk in, they sit adjacent to the bed, or like Fynn; against the bedpost. They ask hushed questions, "What happened?", "Why is Sloane-", "Is she going-". I shut my eyes closed, and just scream.

The room quiets. Nobody speaks. No one moves, then quietly, a hand clasps my shoulder. "Out." He whispers.

I don't bother looking up at Emek, I know it's him. Everyone leaves, and I slowly collapse in on myself, crying again. He shushes quietly, sitting down on the bed, running his fingers through my hair.

His hand passes in front of my vision, and he picks up a letter. He let's out a breath, and sets it down, no doubt reading what Eya had wrote.

Dear Sloane,

We lost Liam two days ago.

We were in a battle at Resson.

I'm not going to sugarcoat this, you know that's not my thing, and I guarantee you've read Xaden's letter.

You know what took him out. We tried, I couldn't get there in time. I will see you at Parapet. I'll be on the other side, you know I will be.

Just remember: You are strong, and you will get through this, you have gotten through worse, and you are amazing.

I love you kid.

-Eya Wrenwrought, Second Wing, Claw Section, Second Squad.

Emek takes my hand, "I know." I shake my head, a few tears falling.

"Y-you don't." I whisper, even though I know his older sister fell at Gauntlet two years ago. "Emma fell at Gauntlet. Liam was eviscerated with his fucking dragon. Emma died before her threshing. Liam did not."

Emek sighs. "Mom died by Venin, if you remember." He says, not trying to guilt-trip me, but informing. Pain flares in the back of my mind, a headache swirling. I fall back on Emek, and he catches me.

"I- I'm sorry." I let out.

"Don't be, we all know the sacrifices that are made."

And I know, from all experiences, it never gets better.

"I'm sorry Sloane."

[politicalmamaduck]

Because love, at its root, is hope. Hope for tomorrow. Hope for what could be. Hope that the someone you’ve entrusted your everything to will cradle and protect it. And hope? That shit is harder to kill than a dragon.

Iron Flame by Rebecca Yarros

[mcrcki]

"okay, okay good. listen, i did not want to have to explain brennan again. he doesn't even remember us right now, you should not go and punch him again." she figured it would be easier to talk about who was here, to not dwell on everything with their mother, to think about mom at all.. she didn't want to deal with the emotions that came with that. not when there was enough going on without talking about her and her siblings being fucking orphans now. "don't worry i won't repeat it out loud." of course, she was going to still tell xaden what mira had said, but she didn't need to use her words for that. "please, he really is not that bad, mira. you don't have to make that face!" she huffed. "i have not been throwing myself into danger since being here, so, i think i should be given a little credit." vi raised an eyebrow at her sister's question, shrugging. "living together has been fine, it feels more normal than if we tried to be apart. but.. fuck okay-- before you come over, even if it's just to throw knives, i need to know when was the last time you saw xaden? was it before the battle at basgiath?"

"yes, vi, I know everything, I remember what happened" mira nodded - she wished that she didn't, but she did. "still pissed as fuck, but we'll get back to that later," she was angry at her mother - for keeping so many secrets, angry at her for being so cold - but also angry at her for leaving. and it wasn't only her mother she was angry at, it was everyone in the leadership - the ones who had branded people as traitors for just telling the truth. "please don't repeat that out loud," mira groaned before rolling her eyes at her sister. "I don't need people thinking that I'm friends with him, it's bad enough you're dating him," she made a face. "I know you know how to keep yourself safe, but you're sometimes a little impulsive when throwing yourself into danger, so I don't exactly think you're the best one to judge on that," mira raised a brow at her sister. "so how is all of this moving in together going?" she asked, brow raised. "any arguments or anything I should know about?" she asked. mira knew that vi was more than capable at protecting herself, but she couldn't help but be an overprotective older sister.

[chichikoi]

Listen to me. Iron flame has me in shambles. I can't recover from this I'm actually fucking crying.

[mcrcki]

Was that [KAITLYN DEVER]? Oh no no, that was just [VIOLET SORRENGAIL], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [FOURTH WING]. They are [TWENTY] years old, use [SHE/HER], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here

we're closing in on 4 months (as of 12.12.23) !

where in your fandom is your character pulled from

she's pulled from the end of iron flame !! so violet is fully caught up to all of the known canon atm !

has the magic affected your character

the way she absolutely wishes it took her memories rn .... but no her mind is completely intact. she did die back during the halloween maze, but it didn't affect her memories!

what is your character’s job

she's in the air force! like low ranking but it's fine , nepotism will save her. that is actually her worst fear she is making her own name for herself , yes her mom is like the highest ranking general, and her bf is also a general but she's here for herself

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!!

putting this out here now , do NOT READ MORE if you haven't finished iron flame, and care about spoilers. the cliffnotes, nonspoiler version will be in the first bullet point , other than that, don't read beyond!! but please understand that this is one of my favorite characters, i understand she is flawed and messy and doesn't make the best decisions for her relationships but she is so real and i just want to wrap her up in a hug forever and ever bc jfc does she need it.

ok welcome to the love of my life, violet sorrengail : chronically ill, disabled, dragon rider who is just trying to prove that she is more than her last name and also that she is not as weak as her appearance makes her out to be. she is strong willed and cunning, stubborn as hell and loyal to a fault but she loves so wholeheartedly once she lets you past her shields.

now here is where spoilers come in ,,,, im so for real it's gonna be for both fourth wing and iron flame, if care at all about spoilers don't read !!!

violet was raised to be a scribe , to record history instead of actively being a part of it, mainly because she has ehlers danlos syndrome, so she's always been seen as the lesser sibling, considering mira and brennan were some of the best riders. violet ended up being dad's kid more than anything. though, when she turned twenty she was still sent to the riders quadrant of basgiath, as all sorrengails are riders. tbh violet thought she was gonna die like, right off the bat but she survived thanks to her sister mira's advice and help.

though that advice did also include 'stay away from xaden riorson' and she met him before she even crossed the parapet and immediately wanted to climb that tree so

i promise she's a good listener otherwise

she's not but.. ya know

anyways , i won't go into every detail bc yall should read this book it is truly so fun -- but violet bonds to two dragons, the first in recorded history to do so, them being tairn (the 2nd largest on the continent) and andrana (an actual baby), my girl is going through life shattering expectations of her left and right and i'm so very proud of her for that

like i said i'm not gonna go into all the details, but i'm happy to explain more in plotting if people have questions. but for now , the only other big plot points for fourth wing is that she ends up with xaden , through some enemies to lovers tropeiness, she ends up being a lightning wielder (another super rare signet) and as they head into the war games near the end of the year, xaden's group ends up being sent on a mission that sends them to the like outskirts of navarre's territory.

it's a trap set up by colonel aetos, to prove that xaden has been helping a rebellion and is a traitor to the country just like his father

shit happens, trauma happens, and i still WANT TO CRY OVER WHAT HAPPENS DURING THE BATTLE

but anyways, violet nearly dies, she is poisoned by venin and in an attempt to save her, xaden brings her to the only mender they can reach. HER NOT SO DEAD BROTHER. @ brennan buddy , the fam is still annoyed about it

imma be so real, i am not going to go into details for iron flame bc i don't wanna spoil but i also don't want this to end up in the main fandom tags and spoil it for some random either but just know she is pulled from the end of iron flame and jfc is she TIRED. girl has been through enough for 17 lifetimes and just wants a break

she is so positive if her friends and family don't start remembering her she's going to actually go insane. @ the fourth wing crew please start remembering your girl before she implodes

anyways that's like cliffnotes for my girl ummmm please love her she is a little unhinged but very much that ride or die friend that everyone needs in their life

CONNECTIONS :

✩ co-workers

violet is in the air force so if anyone else is as well, they can absolutely be friends !! she loves having a close connection with the people she works with every day!!

✩ gym friends

vi does try to train every day when she has the time, she doesn't want to worry about losing the strength that she's gained from constantly being in a war college so find her at the gym a lot

✩ magic friends

her biggest training however is still in getting a grip on her lightning wielding so if you wanna participate in watching her completely catch the city on fire training, then by all means :)))

✩ an old roommate

she has since moved in with xaden, but she was here for like a few months before that, so absolutely would love even a former roommate connection!

✩ unrelated non spoiler thing definitely

if you know anything about fixing someone being fucking cursed or transformed pls hit her up

[wvsteria]

andarna & xaden riorson @tragcdysewn

after hearing from vi that xaden had red eyes. they immediately took it upon themselves to see what the hell they were up to. "xaden!" they stated when finally finding him after going on a search through the city. "oh you have some explaining to do."

[lcngliive]

"you literally faked your own death, but okay, let's just play whatever game you're playing brennan," mira rolled her eyes. she was still pissed at him - but there were more important things to be pissed about. "so what are you just going to pretend that you have no idea who I am or who anyone is for that matter?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

brennan's starting to think he needs to get his hearing checked or maybe vision. too many people he's run into lately with a similar expression as if they know him. "whoa, what about me being dead? i never — i really have no idea what you're talking about." he's never met mira, but he can't help feeling her words are well deserved toward him.

[kaerinio]

dany does disturbingly well in rsc. most of her success comes from her sheer ability to endure and her dedication to remaining unbroken by anything/anyone ( which can be attributed to her upbringing ). regarding the survival aspect, she grew up in a precarious situation, being dragged from place to place by viserys without any promise of food, shelter, or safety. she was forced to be adaptable. of course, this form of survival differs from being dropped in the wilderness, but the instincts she developed running from city to city and village to village with viserys do translate well into wilderness situations. additionally, in true barristan fashion, while training her for combat, he also trained her in plant recognition and botany. in terms of the interrogation aspect of rsc . . . living with viserys meant that she had to learn how to survive him in numerous ways. a part of this included learning to hide the truth of her emotions, learning to tell pleasing truths, learning when and what information to give and what to withhold.

[holy-amelie]

'You fell first but...' sfw (Sunday)

...he fell harder ˎˊ˗

·.༄࿔ characters: Sunday, you

·.༄࿔ pairing: Sunday x g/n!AE!reader

·.༄࿔ cw: no tw, fluff and hurt/comfort, non-native english author, written before 2.7, but contains spoilers/leaks, be careful! Can be ooc but this is how I see him at the moment. You are from the Astral Express here.

·.༄࿔ a/n: still need to remember how to write things properly qwq

You fell first, that's for sure.

It's even funny how quickly this young and charming Halovian found his way into your heart. It only took a polite smile at the first meeting to ignite this new, funny feeling deep inside your chest.

It seems there was a real reason people on Penacony spoke of him as the most eligible bachelor in this part of the universe.

Soft, calm, as if glowing from within. No wonder you were the one who got closest to him during the investigation. There was something special about Sunday that only attracted you more, beckoned you like a moth to a flame. Maybe it was the fact that you wanted to destroy his perfect shell, or the fact that you already saw through him.

All his little nervous habits, his quiet and a bit awkward chuckles, the way he pressed his lips together when he was unhappy with something, just to hide it all behind the facade of an all-forgiving and all-understanding host. And the way his eyes were sparkling when he was passionately talking about something important.

You saw glimpses of Sunday, not the head of the clan.

Of course, it's foolish to fall in love at first sight with someone you've just met and barely know. But you can't help your heart. Especially when his image doesn't leave your head for a minute and fills all your thoughts.

And, yes, it was even more foolish to expect him to suddenly fall in love with you in return. As the head of the clan, Sunday was always busy with more important things (even more important than it might seem at first glance). So all you had to do was quietly carry the burden of these irrational feelings inside you.

Did it get easier when Sunday revealed all his plans? No. Some things you did not agree with, some things you could understand yourself. Was it easier when he lost? Once again, no.

You seemed to be the only person from the Express willing to run after him no matter what. And you would have if Robin hadn't beaten you to it.

But... he fell harder.

For Sunday, life ended after he lost and lost everything: his position, his home, his sister.

Life is a rather ironic thing, so when he suddenly found himself on the Express, broken and lost, it felt like a cruel mockery. The people who were against him suddenly gave him a place he could consider his new home. Even if temporarily.

Among the entire crew, you remained the only person who didn't look at him with suspicion or even a kind of apprehension. Not at all. It was you and your unexpected concern for his well-being that helped him rise from the very bottom of existence.

Sunday was emotionally naked before you. He was choking back tears and begging for forgiveness, even though you had long since forgiven him. The once strong and reserved leader suddenly showed his true self - mentally tired, exhausted, so desperate for warmth.

That's when he finally realized that he craved your attention more and more. Sunday was willing to be alone with you for the rest of his life if it meant that all of his problems would finally fade into the background. He continued to live not only for the fulfillment of his and his sister's dreams, but also for you.

Aons, Sunday was willing to give up everything as long as your gentle presence continued to take away all his pain, to fill his hear with love and warmth, giving him new purpose.

No wonder your innocent and shy love finally started something new in the end.

Including his new life.

please, do not rewrite/copy/repost/translate my work without me knowing, you can always ask first, thanks

[maenecoon]

tw (mostly mild) depictions of violence and blood, bc it's involves vampires, also major spoilers for a fic im working on rn

so

i may or may not have a vampire kimchay fic idea

except the execution of it is going to have me combusting into flames??

anyways, thoughts about kim finding an annoying baby bat in the forest. he wants to ignore it, but he can't. so fine, he takes it in.

except...

kim definitely doesn't know how to care for a feral bat.

anyways! cue sweet/fluffy/bat-and-vampire shenanigans! like babybat so sated with blood that he becomes a little drunk, or at least the bat-version of drunk. babybat who flies into the window trying to escape because he's not good at echolocatio. babybat who sneaks into kim's closets to bite holes in every single one of his silk shirts.

vampire!kim somehow being whipped af for this cute but annoying little shit that he's somehow adopted. feeds him blood pudding and gives him many head scritches. shows him his red string murder board and rambles about his murder plans and all. vampire!kim who started off detesting or tolerating this pest at best but unable to imagine starting a day without the weight of babybat curled up on his chest.

then the murder plan happens. kim wants korn (his father/sire) dead, bc who doesn't, and he sneaks in to "kill" him.

he's gone in, wooden stake and holy water and all.

he goes bat-shit crazy. bodies of full-sized vampires drop to the floor around them as kim works with ruthless efficiency. he's memorised the techniques of his father's men and their weaknesses. he's dreamed about this for centuries. and it's pays off.

and then enters korn.

korn was always going to be the issue.

kim had no plans of returning alive - he knows to end lorn by all means necessary even if it means his own life - but korn has gotten more powerful. sire bonds are difficult to break, and even if kim has been diluting the bond and doing his absolute best to weaken their link, korn still has kim in an iron grip.

(if you'd read my phayurain vampire fic, there's this thing about sires being able to control their fledglings because of a bond they share when a vampire (sire) turns someone into a vampire (their fledgling). )

anyways.

when suddenly a weight in his pocket starts to stir. it's the little shit, the bat. and kim's all panicked because little shit is small and harmless and now barely the size of half his palm? like, kim's on his knees and has his hands shaking with effort not to plunge the stake into his own chest, by the command of korn.

it takes just a second, but bat flutters out of kim's pocket. bat, with all the rage that a bat can muster, swings himself right on korn's face and digs his fangs into korn's eyes. the eyes are part of what maintains the sire-control that korn has over kim, and kim is able to use that split second to drive the stake into korn's heart.

the moment that korn falters, falling to the ground with a thud, is the moment that the bat drops to the floor.

kim thinks like yeah, fuck, that must've taken a lot out of this poor baby bat, and god that fall looked bad, when all of a sudden the bat is expanding. almost like his bones are breaking (and kim winces because that sounds anguishing) and reforming and he keeps growing bigger and bigger and bigger until kim realised that this was no bat.

this was a vampire, trapped in the form of a bat.

this is his fledgling, his fledgling who was supposed to have died.

chay.

yeah anyways!! fun little story that i'm working on rn!! lmk what you think/want to see, if you got to the end of this! !

[mcrcki]

his words only rip at her heart as she lets herself have a moment to just break. losing liam had been nearly impossible to wrap her mind around, and seeing him in her mind, his memory being the only thing that helped her survive varrish's torture.. she wasn't sure how she could look at her friend and tell him the truth of what happened, but he needed to know, didn't he? part of her thought that it should be xaden that should tell him, but considering xaden would have his own host of news for his brother... violet pulled away as liam released her, unwrapping her arms from her shadow as she wiped the tears from her eyes. she could do this. she had to do this. "liam, fuck, it has been a long time since i last saw you.. you only remember leaving for the war games right?" her voice is quiet, trying to breath through the grief that started to bubble. "we were sent on a suicide mission.. it was a trap set up by colonel aetos. we were attacked by venin.. deigh, he.. he was killed, and you--"

liam was taken aback at her reaction. whatever he'd been expecting from her, it hadn't been that. if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, there was a moment where he was sure she thought he wasn't real. confusion settled into his features as ran forward, his arms caught her as she hugged him. "what's going on violet?" he questioned, pulling away from the hug. "i feel like i just saw you. we were about to leave, why are you acting like it's been a long time since we last saw each other?"