#violiaden

[stupidlybookish]

Violet: Fight me.

Liam: *standing behind Violet* Touch her and you’ll regret it.

Xaden: *standing behind both of them* Touch either of them and you won’t live long enough to regret anything.

[siobhanbooks]

the fact that Liam mairi never canonically dates anyone in fourth wing is a crime. that man is boyfriend material. I mean he's so boyfriend that he's in both of the major threesome relationships (violiaden and bodociam). the boyfriend to end all boyfriends

[shipmistress9]

Fourth Wing Beach Day Thoughts

'Couple' shoulder ride fights! Silly. Messy. Take-no-prisoner vibe. Whoever stays on top the longest wins.

Rhi carries Tara, Bodhi carries Ridoc, Garrick carries Imogen, Liam carries Violet. Xaden watches, not that much into silly fun.

Bodoc are always the first to lose because Ridoc doesn't even try and 'falls off' at the slightest shove just to have another chance to kiss/cuddle Bodhi underwater again.

Tara and Rhi try their hardest, but they have no chance against Imrrick who always focus first on them as the most competent opponents.

Imrrick win every round.

Violet and Liam give their best, but they can’t compete with Gerrick’s strength and mass and Imogen’s determination.

Eventually, Xaden joins in after all.

Immrick taunt them, as if Xaden could make up for Violet’s smaller body and shorter arms.

Violet secretly agrees but is still determined to (try and) beat them this round.

She waits for Xaden to lift her onto his shoulders--but instead Liam suddenly yelps, rising above the water.

Xaden gives Imrrick a dark grin as everyone just gapes.

That round, Violiaden win.

[justallihere]

New fic! Read the tags, have fun, be nice to me 🫶🏻

[starfall-spirit]

Summary: After picking up on Violet's attraction to Liam, Xaden proposes an arrangement.

Read on Ao3

CW: Sex, light bondage, dom/sub undertones

AN: My first Violiaden fic! It was written very quickly, with little editing or fleshing out, but it's still a fun piece so I'm going to go ahead and post. Enjoy!

"I want to watch you." 

Violet quirked a brow. "Watch me?"

"I want to watch you with someone else." That confession about floored her and she found herself fumbling with the laces of her corset as she dressed for the day. Xaden approached her from behind, smoothly taking the laces from where she held them, her arms frozen at a rather uncomfortable angle, flexibility be damned. "I may act like a possessive ass at times, but I've been watching you, Violence. You can deny it all you want, but I know there's something between you and Liam."

She blinked rapidly before turning to face him as he dropped his hands from the finished knot above her tailbone. "I haven't touched him, Xaden."

"I'm not questioning your loyalty. I'm trying to figure out if you'd let him join us for a night or two."

She bit her lip, trying to gauge his sincerity. Xaden wasn't the type to test people. Not his friends, and certainly not her. Not like this. "And this night or two, we'd be doing..."

"You and I will negotiate the baseline if you say yes. I won't bring this up with Liam until I have your consent. Ultimately, I have the same end goal as usual." Her heartrate doubled as he stooped down to whisper in her ear. "I want to watch you lose control, preferably while you're filled with my brother's cock."

Holy. Fucking. Gods.

~~~~~

A smirk. A smirk was all it took for Violet to know Liam was well aware of Xaden’s proposal when he met her at her door two mornings later. “Liam.” She cleared her throat awkwardly. “Good morning.”

“Morning. Ready for breakfast?” She hesitated. “This is hardly the place to discuss the reason behind that look, Vi. I’m flattered by the invitation and I did accept, but if this is going to be awkward or you only said yes to make Xaden happy, then I won’t be upset with either of you for putting this behind us before anything starts.”

“I wasn’t going to—”

“Hey, thanks for waiting guys,” Rhi cut in. “Let’s go. I’m starving.”

“Yeah, for Tara’s—”

“Honestly, Ridoc!” It was hardly a secret and Rhi didn’t appear the least bit ashamed or embarrassed, but Violet was already on edge without thinking about other people’s sex lives. Let them think this was a best-friend-defense or something. The pair blinked back at her. “Sorry. I just need food before I deal with the morning crazy today.”

Liam snorted from beside her, but said nothing more, scanning the route ahead of them as they made their way to the mess hall. “So you really are interested?” she murmured. 

He swallowed, his jaw locking as his throat bobbed. “Violet, if you keep pushing all I’m going to be thinking about is the things I plan on doing to you tonight and I’d really like to enjoy my meal and attend formation and classes without a hard on.” She winced, feeling simultaneously guilty and turned on. “I will say this once,” Liam continued. “I am more than pleased by this arrangement so long as it’s what everyone wants. Any other concerns?” She shook her head. “Excellent. Get your food.”

~~~~~

“You’re nervous. Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, Xaden. I’m not having any doubts. All of us are fine with this, but the anticipation is killing me.” 

He hummed softly, continuing his path alternating between massaging knotted muscles and peppering tender kisses over her bare back. “And as good as that feels, you aren’t distracting me. Again, he gave that quiet hum, this time parting her thighs. Oh that might help distract her. His fingers just dipped between her legs when a patterned knock fell on Xaden’s door. She rolled onto her back. “Pity,” he murmured, licking his fingers clean. “But then, this will be just as fun, won’t it?”

He grinned as he opened the door to let Liam past the wards. “Hey, come on in.” 

“Thanks.” She watched the pair closely, hunting for any signs of tension between them or hesitation on Xaden’s part. Though she hadn’t known either of them for very long, she could read them well.

This was going to work out after all. “Hey, Vi.”

She felt her face heat as he did nothing to hide his slow assessment of her bare figure. Compared to the two of them being fully dressed, it was a bit awkward. Hopefully they’d be joining her soon, before things started feeling truly embarrassing. She cocked her head as Xaden sank into a chair about five feet from the bed. 

“Don’t tell me you two are going to sit around and chat while I sit here naked.”

He chuckled softly, exchanging a look with their guest. “Violet, I’m not touching you again tonight. I’m watching, remember?”

Her mouth popped open. “There’s no way you’re actually going to be able to keep off of me while Liam and I have sex.”

His smirk broadened. “Challenge accepted, my Violence.”

“Do you two need a moment?” Liam drawled, somehow reading into the levity of their mental conversation. 

“No,” Xaden said. “Don’t mind me. The limits are set and poor Violet’s been wound up all day.”

“Believe me, brother, I noticed.”

“No reason you can’t put her out of her misery.”

The corner of Liam’s mouth tilted up, almost imperceptible in the low lighting. He cocked his head slightly, making a small noise in his throat and slowly rolling his sleeves back—fuck, didn’t he know what that kind of shit did to women—as if he was contemplating how to start in on her.

“Come here,” he finally said. She almost shivered. Though he kept his soft tone, there was no room for hesitation or defiance. No, he and Xaden were two peas in a pod when it came to that. “Violet.” She shuffled forward on her knees, instantly relaxing when he cradled the back of her neck, his long fingers tangling in her hair, already free of it’s braid thanks to Xaden. “Okay?” he murmured, anchoring his other hand at her left hip. She nodded. “Words,” he ordered in that quiet command.

“I’m okay with this.”

“Good girl.” 

Before she could say a word his mouth sealed over hers, tentative for a moment. Or perhaps she was the one hesitating, because only a moment later he was adjusting the angle of the kiss, the stroke of his fingers dropping from her hip to rest between her thighs, the friction there and the soft sweep of his tongue coaxing her to give into him entirely. She whimpered, leaning into his steadiness, yet aching to be drawn higher.

She’d grown so used to the wild desperation she and Xaden shared that she was slightly off kilter now, both pleased by the change and all sorts of needy for more. Frustrated he wasn’t letting the intensity of the kiss grow further, she aimed for the one thing she could control, snaking her hand between them to try to stroke her clit. Liam caught onto that too, his grip around her wrist just firm enough to keep her hand pinned behind her.

Dragging his tongue against the roof of her mouth, he drew back. “This,” he began, cupping her center, “is mine tonight. Did I give you permission to touch what’s mine?”

Brothers indeed.

“Answer him, Violet,” Xaden growled from his chair. 

“No. I wasn’t given permission.”

The consequences were already making themselves known, bands of shadow folding her arms behind her back so her fingertips were brushing the opposite elbow. She pouted, wanting to touch him freely. “Be a very good girl for me and I might ask Xaden to let your hands free.” Without warning, he sank two fingers deep into her core. “Soaked for me, needy thing.”

“Liam, let me come, please.”

“Begging already?” He hummed softly, drawing out a squeal as he swept her off her knees and pressed her flat to the mattress, careful not to strain her arms. Xaden already had the thought to redirect his shadows, pinning her arms over her head. “Good things come to those who wait, Violet. Believe me when I say I’m going to take my sweet time with you.”

His fingers slid home once more, pumping in and out of her as he urged her to spread wider, making room for him to dip his head, his tongue flicking out and tugging her closer to the high she was so desperate to reach. She clenched hard and he paused, letting her fall away before reaching her climax. “No!” she wailed. 

Gods, he was a fucking sadist.

She let out another cry as he lifted one leg over his shoulder, holding her open so she was forced to take the next round, his fingers curling and his tongue stroking deep enough her thoughts could only come in fragments. She was so fucking ready. “Liam!” His teeth pinched down on her clit and she shattered, her orgasm rolling through in sharp waves. 

“Go on. She’s ready.” She gave another deep groan, still trembling as the rustle of clothing fell away and Liam’s fingers were replaced by something much thicker. “Such a good girl, taking his cock so well.”

“T-told you you couldn’t stay away.” She groaned again, surrendering to the sensations around her, Xaden’s nails scraping over her scalp as Liam dragged in and out of her, agonizingly slowly. Realizing her hands were free again, she reached for Xaden’s waist. “I want you both. Please?”

He smiled down at her. “Who am I to deny you when you ask so nicely.”

It only took a moment to maneuver them, getting her in a position she could tilt her head back over the edge of the bed. It gave Liam and Xaden full control over what happened, even without shadows pinning her. Xaden stripped out of his clothes. “You won’t have much control like this, sweetheart. If it’s too much I want you to pinch me, okay?”

“I will. I trust you both, Xaden.”

His worry softened to pure adoration. “I know, sweetheart. But I take no risks with you if I can help it. Ready?”

She nodded, dropping her head back as Liam slid into her once again, a little sigh leaving her as Xaden slipped his thumb past her lips, coaxing her open. “Our perfect girl.”

Her eyes fluttered shut as he guided his tip past her lips, gliding over her tongue. She dropped her jaw, opening her throat as best as she could. “Good, Violet. Doing so well for us.” That came from Liam this time. She liked pleasing them both. He jerked his hips without warning, startling her enough she lost her rhythm and Xaden once again had to center her.

She let herself go, focusing only on what would bring Xaden to the edge with her, accepting the overload of sensations as they increased their pace, bringing her to her second orgasm. Neither of them had finished yet. And they seemed deadset on pulling another out of her. She whined softly. “You’re doing so good, baby,” Xaden encouraged her. In all honesty, she was hardly doing anything to pleasure him anymore. “This isn’t about me sweetheart. You’re giving us everything and more right now. All I need you to do is give in to what your body is telling you.”

“I can’t come again.”

“You can, Violet. You’re gonna come one more time, sweetheart.” Another whimper left her. She wanted to obey. To please them. “I know you’re feeling a lot, baby. So I don’t want you to try and think anymore. I want you to close those pretty eyes and let your body tell you what to do. You’re not going to fight what your body needs. You’re going to let Liam and I take care of you.”

“Just relax, sweetheart,” Liam said, cradling her hips as he quickened his pace. She was getting closer, riding the edge as they alternated their movements, setting a rhythm that would let them all finish without jostling her too much. She was lost in it, pride filling her as Xaden let out a sharp breath, spilling down her throat. She clenched around Liam, hard, not bothering to muffle her scream as they took her over again, Liam deep inside her as he finally snapped. “Fuck.”

He leaned down, his breath rattling softly as he kissed her brow before easing out of her and letting Xaden step back in to cradle her against his chest. “Can you get that water off the dresser?”

She peeled her eyes halfway open as Xaden shifted her in his arms. “Here, sweet girl,” Liam said. “Water first. Then you can have some chocolate, hm?” She didn’t bother trying to grab the glass herself since Liam seemed so keen on hand feeding her the water and candy. “Good girl. Rest now.”

She sunk down into the pillows, relishing the warmth the men on either side of her seemed to radiate. “You’ll stay?”

There was a heavy pause and she peered up to find him waiting for Xaden’s cue. “This shouldn’t be… just one time. I like you here.”

“Sleep, Violet,” Xaden finally said. “We’ll both be right here all night.”

She sighed. “Good.”

[somewhere-in-the-rain]

Every once in a while I sigh, question my life choices, and look up Violet x Xaden x Liam fan fiction on ao3

[tegantales]

The first chapter of my exchange fic for @widebrimmedhatsblog is up!!

I'll be posting a chapter a day for the next 6 days (hopefully lol, only 3 are fully written and ready but I thrive on pressure).

[alittlegirlwaitinginagarden]

Along for the Ride passed 5,000 hits today

I know it's not much, but considering this is only the second fic I've ever posted (and only like the third thing I've ever really written) AND it's my first attempt at smut AND it's a semi-niche threesome AND it's only been up for three months and I never actually shared it anywhere, I'm feeling pretty damn proud of this little milestone 🥳

Big thanks to the amazing Fourth Wing fanfiction community for being so wonderful and encouraging

[siobhanbooks]

can't believe I forgot them @bestbookfriends

[shipmistress9]

Nothing To Hide

Remember when I made this?

I always wanted to turn this into a fic, and now it happened. Thanks to the Riders Quadrant Discord' fic challenge today, I finally felt inspired to write again. 🥰

Rating: T

Pairing: Violiaden - Violet/Liam/Xaden

Summary: It's Liam’s birthday. And Violet and Xaden have their own idea of giving him a birthday gift. After all, they have nothing to hide.

(Read on AO3)

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“Soooo,” Rhiannon drawls as we’re all gathered in the gym and wait for Dain. The mats around us are already full with all of Fourth Wing, and I try not to constantly let my eyes roam over to where Xaden spars with another third-year. “Some little bird told me that it’s someone’s birthday today.” She throws her arm around Liam’s shoulder and grins. 

Liam grown. “Traitor,” he mutters, giving me a look of utter betrayal. He can’t suppress a small smile though when Rhi pulls him into a hug. 

“Happy birthday!”

Grinning, I throw my hands up in mock defence. “Wasn’t me who told her.”

“No, it was me,” Imogen chimes in and hugs Liam once Rhiannon let go of him. “Life here in the quadrant is too unpredictable to ignore birthdays. So whether you want it or not, we’re going to celebrate tonight.”

Chuckling, Liam gives up, squeezing Imogen light. “Thanks.”

“Happy birthday, man,” Ridoc cajoles next, clapping Liam on the back. “If it’s of any comfort, nobody told me in advance, either. Means I don’t have a gift or surprise for you—”

“—which is exactly why we didn’t tell you,” Rhi mutters.

But Ridoc ignores her. “—unless you want a kiss?” He purses his lips, making loud kissing noises that draw half of the hall’s attention.

Laughing, Liam shoves him away. “Thanks, but I think I’ll pass.” However, for the fraction of a second, his eyes flicker to meet mine, longing and a shadow of insecurity simmering.

It is my turn to congratulate him next, meaning I only have a split second to think. This thing between Liam, Xaden, and me… it’s real. Over the past few weeks, it surpassed every expectations and hopes we had. I love Liam, I’m sure of that by now, and he and Xaden made their feeling clear anyway. 

So… why not make it official?

“Are you sure about that?” I ask as I step in front of him, referring again to the offer of a kiss. Our eyes meet, and I try to convey my offer, the truth behind it. I love him and I’m not afraid to show it. 

Liam swallows, but the joy in his eye is all the confirmation I need. Stretching onto my toes, I wrap my arms around his neck and meet his lips with my own as he leans in. It is not a refined kiss, not sensual or heated. No, instead it is light and joyous but no less meaningful for it as he cups my face with his hand, the other landing on my waist to pull me closer. We’re both grinning as we part for a moment only to meet again for a deeper kiss, and I momentarily forget how crowded the gym is. What does it matter when I can feel Liam all but vibrating with joy and happiness, when my heart sings with his? 

“What the… Violet!?”

Oh, what impeccable timing…

I can’t help but grimace as I hear the voice. Slowly, reluctantly, we part, and I turn to meet the judgement of the boy who used to be my best friend. 

“Him?” Dain’s eyes are wide as they jump from me to Liam and back again. “You and… him?” He shakes his head, slowly, as if he wants to deny me my choice, and I grit my teeth at his entitlement. “People talk and I heard the rumours. But I thought—” 

He stiffens and his gaze darts to a point behind me, his face growing pale.

“You thought what, Aetos?” Xaden’s voice is cool and sharp, the Wingleader’s voice. He comes to a halt next to Liam and me, right in front of Dain, his hands loosely at his sides. 

I hear muttering and gasps from all around us—no wonder, Xaden and I haven’t been secretive about our relationship at all. To them, this must look like the beginning of someone making a scene. To me, though… A dark presence caresses against my mind, amusement flickering in it, and I fight to keep a straight face.

“W-wingleader Riorson,” Dain stammers. “No, I…” His eye nervously flicker in my direction. “I didn’t think anything.”

Xaden snorts. “That’s nothing new. But let me guess. You thought that Violet was with me instead, didn’t you?” He turns toward me and Liam, who still has his arm lightly wrapped around my waist. The muttering around us grows louder. “Well. You thought right.” 

Breaching the half step separating us, Xaden cups my head with his hands, then let’s them glide down around my neck and kisses me. And as always, I forget everything around me as soon as his lips are on mine. I don’t know whether there are any gasps of surprise or whether the gym fell entirely silent, don’t know how Rhiannon or the others react, what Dain does. All I know is the touch of Xaden’s hands and lips, his body against my front, the warmth of Liam’s still against my back. It’s all that matters. They are all that matters. 

When he pulls back, I try to follow, don’t want the kiss to end, and I hear Xaden chuckle in my head. 

So insatiable. But we should save that for tonight, we’re not done here.

Right… With everyone’s attention on us, we’re a gods dammed spectacle… And, indeed, Xaden isn’t done yet.

“Was that more like what you expected?” he asks over his shoulder in Dain’s direction.

Dain doesn’t answer, though, his eyes shift between the three of us now before they settle on me, a badly concealed expression of disgust and disappointment on his face.

Oh, fuck it!

I meant to keep things civil between us even though our old friendship is surely broken forever. But if he looks down at me for ‘sleeping around’ then he doesn’t deserve my caution. 

I don’t need to turn around and look as Xaden turns to Liam next. “And now… Happy birthday, handsome.” I can picture it all too well, how their hands settle on the other’s skin, how they tilt their heads for that perfect angle. How they smile at each other before their lips meet, how surprisingly gentle they often are with each other. I don’t need to look, have seen it countless times already, and will see it again when we celebrate tonight. 

Instead, I keep my eyes on Dain, a smug smirk tugging at my lips at his flabbergasted expression, and raise one finger at him. 

Then I turn back to my squad who all watched the scene with varying degrees of surprise but now start to cheer. 

“Damn,” Rhiannon shouts. “Just… damn!” She pulls me into a hug, a huge grin on her face. “I knew there was something going on, but… well, I didn’t see that coming. I’m so happy for you guys.”

I’ll see you later. Xaden squeezes my shoulder then returns to his own fighting mat again, and I step closer to Liam, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from him. It feels good to do so without worrying what anyone might think. 

“Well,” Ridoc starts, scratching his neck. “Guess I don’t need to feel too bad for having no gift for you, man. Seems like you already got one.”

Liam lightly wraps an arm around my waist, and I don’t need to look at him to see the huge grin on his face. “Wrong, Ridoc. I got two. “

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AN: I wrote, edited, and uploaded this from my phone as I can't get out of bed at the moment (slipped disc, yay...) and I feel like my writing got pretty rusty.

But I hope you enjoyed this little bit of silliness nonetheless less. I certainly did. 🥰

[starfall-spirit]

I love opening a kudos email and seeing someone reacting to a bunch of fics within a series. It’s like, yes, welcome. Let me show you what my brain’s been doing for this little rare pair/throuple lately.

[shipmistress9]

I have too many to fics and too little time to list and link them all. But you can find all my Empyrean fics in my Emyprean Materlist. 🥰

Mainly smut, mainly oneshots, especially the kinktober 2023 series. But also some shorter chaptered fics, some smutty, always fluff. Riorgail or Violiaden.

reblog and add your FW fanfics so we can get a comprehensive list of FW fanfics and their associated authors on tumblr since i spend way too much time on this godforsaken app and want to follow All The Fanfic Authors and i haven’t seen a list on here anywhere

ill start!

in-progress:

- castles crumbling

- Violet Sorrengail’s Guide to Spinning a Scandal

completed:

- the present, the past, and you in between

- Tales from the Airport Bathroom

- Did Someone Say Shots?

- Did Someone Say Roadtrip?

- Did Someone Say Vacation?

on hiatus but not abandoned:

- Swan Song

- Addendum

[tegantales]

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These 3 ❤️ apparently this is my week of VXL

[widebrimmedhatsblog]

20 questions for writers tag game!

tagged by @softodettes (very exciting, thank you!!)

Total number of AO3 works

Seven! 

Total AO3 word count

151, 278

Fandoms I’ve written in

Empyrean and the Marauders 

Top 5 fics by kudos

One Night, and Then Another, On The Road Again, To Soothe And Be Soothed, Of Mothers and Storms, and One Night. 

Do I respond to comments? 

Yes, always! Sometimes it takes me a while because I get nervous and sometimes it takes me a while because I want to reread each comment 437534598 times, and I feel weird about re reading AFTER replying. But, I always try to reply, especially if I’m already on AO3 to post something. 

What has the angstiest ending? 

None of my Empyrean fics have angsty endings! My one published marauders fic, If, If, If. does have a pretty angsty ending, but only if you know the marauder's story going in.

What has the happiest ending? 

All my empyrean fics? But going off of what currently has a published ending, I would say Of Mothers and Storms. Although, we get some nice orgasms in To Soothe and Be soothed, so that’s also a happy ending. 

Have I received hate? 

No! And please keep it that way. I think it helps that everyone in this fandom is so damn nice. 

Do I write smut? And what kind? 

I do! I have my Violiaden smut, and also just regular old Riorgail stuff embedded in my longer fics! I want to write more smut actually, and I keep thinking about doing kinktober this year, but that’s scary, so we’ll see. 

Do I write crossovers? 

Not published ones! I have like three pages of a marauders/empyrean crossover that will never see the light of day. 

Have I ever had a fic stolen? 

Nope! 

Have I ever had a fic translated?

Nope! I am not that cool. 

Have I ever co written a fic? 

Not yet! It seems very fun, though, and I am intrigued. 

What is my all time favorite ship? 

I think AO3 would say wolfstar, but my current fixation is obviously riorgail. 

A WIP I’ll never finish?

I have a few chapters of a riorgail arranged marriage AU, but working in the canon world was way too hard for me. I have too many questions we don’t know the answers to just yet. I guess MAYBE I’ll finish it once more books are out, but probably not. 

Writing strengths? 

I get a lot of comments saying I write emotions well (which I appreciate SO much). I like to think I’m good at realistic dialogue, if only because it's something I pay a lot of attention to.

Writing weaknesses?

I don’t see the scene very well in my head, so I always forget where people are, and also what they’re wearing. Clothes have been driving me absolutely crazy lately. 

Do I like foreign language dialogue? 

I do! I actually just read my first fic with foreign language dialogue I could actually understand, and that was so much fun! I don’t know if I‘ll ever write any? Just because I don’t think I know enough of any other languages to not butcher it, but maybe one day! (I am so excited for the scene @skyfallscotland promised, where Xaden learns Remi’s understood his Tyrrish, I think about it regularly) 

First fandom I wrote for? 

Marauders! 

Favorite fic I’ve written? 

Probably my exchange fic, Homesick. I kept this one in my drafts for a WHILE, and I grew really attached to it to the point that I do not care whatsoever how it performs. It’s my baby, and I love it no matter what. 

I'd like to tag: @justallihere @hockeyspiral23 @heartfeltletters-written and @caeli0306 (but no pressure!!)

[shipmistress9]

Or maybe this is the hint we were hoping for. 😇 "liam was only playing bodyguard AS A FAVOR TO XADEN", you say. Well, maybe he was playing bodyguar as a favour to Xaden AND BECAUSE HE WANTED TO PROTECT VIOLET. Maybe Xaden knew that, but still had to come around to the conclusion that three is a great number. 😉

the wound that bonus chapter gave my xaden/violet/liam throuple heart, cause why was xaden ready to throw hands over liam sitting next to violet 💔

[siobhanbooks]

just saw a comment on TikTok saying everyone in the empyrean series is in the lgbtq+ community but xaden and violet

let me disagree

First off Violiaden, xaden ain't straight

secondly have you seen the way Vi describes Rhi and Im. Rhi is referred to as a goddess and the number of time Vi describes Imogen’s muscles is too much

the empyrean series is full of queers and it couldn't be any better (Rebecca yarros if you're reading this it could only get better if you make bodoc canon)