#xaden riorson // interaction

[mcrcki]

the beating of the wings echoed in her mind, mirroring the beating of her heart as she stared into the sky.. violet should've been terrified, should've ran in fear at the sight of a dragon so close to her and yet.. all she could do was stare. stare and feel. it all hits her like a tidal wave, sent her way by the wind of the dragons wings, and gods, for a moment, she wishes she could forget it all again. and all at once, all she sees is red. she's going to fucking kill him. she's going to fucking save him but she is going to rip him apart first. first she just needed to fucking find him in this godsforsaken village.

@tragcdysewn for xaden riorson

[violetriorsons]

idk about y’all but i’m very interested in knowing the full detailed history of cat and xaden. what little we’ve seen of their dynamic is so funny. he trained her in sparring, partied regularly with her, they had talks about the future, their loyalties, the war, etc. the other marked ones seem to know her a decent amount. the relationship definitely went deeper than just sex.

and yet xaden really seems to want her dead lmfao. she’s dead to him already from the way he refuses to give her any ounce of his attention unless absolutely necessary.

there was drama, and i wanna learn about it so bad

[tragcdysewn]

closed starter for violet sorrengail!! ( @mcrcki )

he could feel her nearby, of course he could, even if she hadn't been screaming into his head constantly since they'd both gotten out of the maze. but for once, he didn't follow that thread and go to her, in fact he'd gone to great lengths to shut her out. he didn't know how much, if anything, she remembered after they'd both died, but he sure as hell wasn't ready to face her either way. he'd panicked immediately upon waking up, frantically looking for anything that could show his own reflection, and had been horrified to see red ringing his eyes once he'd gotten his phone camera pulled up. and now he could hear his own lock clicking, and he can't help but sigh as his gaze turns to the door. "it's bolted, vi. go home."

[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.

[pathlit]

⤷ ✧ @starstcff said, ❝ I'm not afraid of death. I'm afraid of time. ❞ from cat.

his scoffing laugh is more derisive than he intends, fueled by bitterness he prefers not to acknowledge. ❛ there a difference? ❜ where does time lead, after all, save death? and sooner rather than later, though they defy it with every breath they take.

beyond the wards, a threat for which they lack the strength to defeat. within the wards, a society structured to keep everyone blind, military too caught up in ensuring their own survival to question and civilians blissfully content to accept the stories offered to them. xaden’s not certain, when all is considered, which alternative is truly the worse.

but he's rude without cause, and surely he owes her enough to muster some small semblance of civility, unsatisfactory though it is likely to prove. less harshly, he adds, ❛ why time? ❜

[wvsteria]

@tragcdysewn:🕯️imogen and xaden

"don't ever tell him i said this or he'll never let me live it down, but i don't think we would've made it if it weren't for xaden. i had a sister that was taken from me. but xaden also became my brother. looked out for all of us. i owe him everything."

[ofmimicry]

"Oh no," And the tone of his voice almost sounds a little distressed - though it's softened by the soft smile the curves on the edges of his mouth, "You're here? Please don't tell me you plan on putting me to work. I literally just got a job."

closed starter for @tragcdysewn (xaden)

[cthoniian]

xaden riorson is not accustomed to looking out for those not scarred upon his back. there's a deal he's made. he'll look out for that when the time comes. but this? this is a suicide mission. he recognises the girl from the drifts when he's delivered weapons to syrena. remembers the bright hair and the eyes that flash with golden fire ring'd round the iris. he's spent too long in the company of the gryphon riders to not recognise her use of the little sorts of magics, as well as the runes she's depending on to function here beneath the protection of the wardstone.

eyes watch her like a hawk, distrusting her, and this place -- he swears he cares for nothing except the people he protects. but when dragonfire is pouring across the open pathway due to a paltry third year squabble. he's grabbed her and thrown her back, his body covering hers with a split second reaction. this earns him an elbow to the jaw and a knee to somewhere delicate.

' for fuck sake! i was fucking helping you! '

my hero . now fuck off. // xaden & aelin // @firehcart

[neverafters]

❛  i  don’t  regret  it  one  bit ,  he  had  it  coming .  ❜ xaden @ violet

this was how their world worked. she knew that. she knew that people died, all the time at basgaith. especially in the rider's quadrant. hell, they read off new names nearly every morning. but this was different. oren and the others didn't just fall off their dragons. they weren't incinerated. they were murdered in cold blood. in violet's bedroom. after they tried to kill her. she watched xaden kill them, five of them with his shadows alone. that kind of signet power wasn't just terrifying anymore, it was lethal. oren's death was different, it was personal. xaden killed oren with his own two hands. no, he killed oren with a dagger. violet's dagger, forever marked by oren's blood. the worst part was that there was a part of violet that wished she had killed him herself.

"i know," she replied too sharply, watching as he sheathed the murder weapon along her ribcage. she watched as he meticulously ( and gentler than she would have imagined ) laced each of her boots up, one and then the other. "i've never killed anyone." she wasn't telling him anything he didn't already know, but it was something that she needed to say out loud. "i don't think i could if i had a chance— i mean i had the chance, right? i had two chances to kill oren and i didn't. couldn't. he tried to kill me twice and i just—" she trailed off, biting her tongue. she froze. she couldn't do it. "i'm not like you xaden. i'm not like them. i'm not. i—"

[lovetold]

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜ / astra to xaden

she says thank you, just like the rest of them had. he wonders sometimes, if it is the 107 lashes on his back that makes them do so. if it's because they know he tied his life to each one of theirs. the wingleader offers a small shake of his head. he knew he couldn't protect all of them this intensely - that fourth wing couldn't hold them all, that they would not let an entire squad fill up with traitors. but he made the exception every now and then, just as he'd clawed his way to wingleader, garrick was in charge too. they had proven their worth - he had faith in all one hundred and seven of the people he'd signed his life to. the mark might be a death sentence, indirectly - but at least a direct link to the rider's quadrant. once they'd crossed the parapet, he couldn't help not to be invest. until then, he tried not to think too much on it.

" we can't keep it secret forever - but we will figure something out. i will do my best. " he couldn't just make her escape, disappear. they'd notice and it would cost him his own life. a life he was in charge of, it was messy. especially knowing his younger cousin was head over heels for this one rider - something they both refused to admit to. idiots. but it wasn't much different than what he was doing himself. " we're waiting for the second signet to show, they'll be happy with just the one. until then ... lay low. get to know your dragon, put in the work. i heard you're doing great - garrick is impressed with you. " the message hides in between: so am i.

[tragcdysewn]

"and i'm not trying to kill anyone, so clearly, it's fine." he snapped, glaring at the woman as she stubbornly clings to her insistence that he's dangerous. of course he is, but he'd been dangerous before all this. but never to violet, and everyone knew that. "i'm doing this to keep her safe. i won't let her get hurt again, and if this is what i have to do to make that happen, then fuck it."

"I'm not sure we do anymore, given the fact you're a fucking venin," they paused. "you know, the shit that's been trying to kill everyone? does that ring a bell?" she asked. mira had never really liked xaden but had let it go for the sake of violet.

[mcrcki]

she had barely sat up, her head still absolutely spinning as she registered where she was.. or where she wasn't really. having expected to wake up somewhere you were meant to sleep, and not some dingy alley, her joints popping as she adjusted. how long had she been out? it wouldn't be her first time fainting but.. this had felt different.. vi looked around, eyes landing on a large, almost looming figure next to her, red eyes meeting her own-- "woah, alright, did you... did you see what happened?" maybe he had just found her like this and was waiting to see if she was alright.. she didn't need to panic, despite the way her stomach dropped at their eyes meeting.

@tragcdysewn for xaden riorson

[tragcdysewn]

closed starter for garrick tavis!! ( @wvsteria )

gods, he can already hear the lecture, considering how garrick had resulted to even the smallest change towards this. he doesn't want to kill the other, but if he pushes him, he can't guarantee anything anymore. "drop it, garrick. i don't want to hear it."

[lavendaers]

@tragcdysewn tairn for xaden riorson 16. characters are greeted by two beings the size of children but with pumpkins for heads arrive with a cart, gesturing for characters to get in.

"nope." tairn immediately shook his head and moved to turn around. "there's no way i'm going anywhere near those two or getting in that cart. i don't care if they're going to lead us out of here. i will stay in here and never leave."

[tragcdysewn]

"yeah, well, i'm not exactly thrilled about this either." xaden replies tightly, but at least brennan isn't going to lecture him or give him shit about the choice he'd made while backed into a corner with multiple lives on the line. "it doesn't matter. it's not going to risk anyone, that's all you need to know." because after garrick had blown up at the idea of violet killing him if he went too far, he didn't want to hear brennan's reaction to it all. "no idea. this whole thing feels like a different universe, and i've got no clue how to get back." not that he'd been looking too hard, considering he wasn't going home even if they did find a way.

"i won't lecture you. i can see you're beating yourself up about it already. not thrilled, but i'm glad you didn't let my sister or yourself die." brennan sighs. the good thing, they're both alive. the bad thing, he doesn't know for how long. "what plan? and don't say it doesn't matter. i'd like to know when it concerns my family." he gave xaden a stern look. "it's disorienting ... remembering it all. not even sure we have a world to go back to." years of meticulous planning, the lives lost in the name of the rebellion, all of it gone.

[wvsteria]

garrick tavis & xaden riorson @tragcdysewn

like many nights, garrick found himself in the gym, his fists in boxing gloves as he practices his punches. lately his nights had been filled with indiscernible dreams. the more time goes on the harder he punches the bag. not noticing when someone else walks into the room.