͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ

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[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

https://t.co/MtrSj4dxl6

[ً @aslovewept]

the sky is calling my name.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

+ it was to being a rider but he wasn’t supposed to go out like this.

he wasn’t supposed to leave her like this.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

“you have shadows that can lash out, break things, relieve some stress. what am i going to do? siphon the air and hope that rids the rage i feel?”

she gives him a pointed look. she just wanted to scream. she hated her brother for leaving her like this.

she knew what a risk +

[xᴀᴅᴇɴ ʀɪᴏʀꜱᴏɴ @MarkedShadows]

He was definitely riding that fine line, attempting to push her far enough to realize the power of the emotions without releasing the ticking time bomb.

Xaden watched as she grew closer and closer to the edge, not backing down.

“You’re right about one thing, we don’t-

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀surprisingly . . . no. i caught a glimpse of aetos and my body physically recoiled.
⠀⠀⠀

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒏 . @MELGRENBOUND]

⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀/ heads up: i'm hardly active on weekends.
⠀⠀⠀that means @IRONMENDED and @markedrebel will also be inactive.
⠀⠀⠀

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀better if he stayed out of my sight.
⠀⠀⠀

[꭛ 𝑳𝑼𝑪𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑶𝑹𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑨𝑰𝑳 @lucyannews]

Aetos? 🤔

Could be better.

[𝖲𝗂𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖮𝗇𝖾 @OfRebelDreams]

" I WILL NOT DIE TODAY "

⸻ 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐥

༄ book verse portrayal 「 bonded to 𝖳𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗇 & 𝖠𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖺 」rider of 𝖳𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗇「 writer is 21+ 」ships w/Xaden Riorson 「 Lightning Wielder 」mature & dark themes

#fourthwingrp | #mvrp

[𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐨𝐝 @DRAGONRIDERWIND]

⠀⠀

⠀⠀ — 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐠𝐨𝐝 —

— Fourth wing OC 𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐡
— Crossover friendly.
— OCs welcome !
— Adult themes present.
— Signet : Wind
— Dragon : Green Swordtail Selvra
— 1st , 2nd year (same intake as Violet)

⠀⠀

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

+ we learn here, right? you waste your time grieving and you'll have no time left."

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

"no!" her voice rises again and she inhales, holding it for a moment before breathing out. she was relieved when he removed his hand himself before she siphoned the life out of him.

not by choice. maybe.

"that's not what we do. we don't 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 on emotions. that's what +

[xᴀᴅᴇɴ ʀɪᴏʀꜱᴏɴ @MarkedShadows]

“Then fucking talk to someone.” He bites back, removing his hand as he took a step away. He wanted to allow her to regain her space back, her control back.

“Talk to Thoirt, talk to Violet.” He suggests, arms now folded over his chest.

“You will snap and you will regret it.”

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

+ "i will never be responsible for someone else's death."

as much as she wanted to stab everyone involved in her brother's death.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

"stop. saying. that." she enunciated each word, drawing out the emotions boiling inside. she hated him. she hated violet. she hated dain. she hated liam. she didn't know if there way anyone safe.

she stiffens at his words, his touch, blue eyes shooting back to meet his again. +

[xᴀᴅᴇɴ ʀɪᴏʀꜱᴏɴ @MarkedShadows]

“You couldn’t do anything.” He repeats, a firm hand now grasped her shoulder.

“He’s dead and it is not your fault, he’s dead and he can’t come back.” God, he hated that statement. Xaden’s own anger could have swelled to the surface due to the reminder, but he kept his composure-

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

@StealthSylph ⠀⠀⠀
/ tuesday! september 29
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[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀ / she confirmed deigh said this. fucccccccccck. i'm not ready to cry over liam and deigh again.
⠀⠀⠀

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

+ save him!"

it doesn't help that even if she had been there, she wouldn't have been able to do anything. she could barely cross the parapet without the help of 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

perhaps, beneath all the fury, was her own guilt. did it make sense? no. but grief didn't make sense.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱.

she warns herself, feeling her anger bubbling to the surface, nearing its breaking point. how much trouble would she get for decking a lieutenant?

"nothing!" she screams at him, all emotion and senses dulled by the flames of rage consuming her. "i couldn't +

[xᴀᴅᴇɴ ʀɪᴏʀꜱᴏɴ @MarkedShadows]

“And what can /you/ do about it?”

Another stab at the cadet, seeing just how far he had to push.

He stepped closer, darkness beginning to engulf the ground.

“He’s gone.”

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀. . . dain. ( 💢 )
⠀⠀⠀

[꭛ 𝑳𝑼𝑪𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑶𝑹𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑨𝑰𝑳 @lucyannews]

Who?

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀eugh. 𝙝𝙞𝙢.
⠀⠀⠀

[𝑫𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑨𝒆𝒕𝒐𝒔 @wingleaderaetos]

❝ 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. ❞

Dain Aetos

Mature content. 21+.

#FourthWing.

ꜱᴄʀɪᴩᴛᴇᴅ ʙy #кηανє.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

+ attempt to protect herself. walls up, shut everything else out.

"i can't let it go. he's 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦."

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

her breath caught in her throat and she had to look away before breaking. sorrow clawed at her throat like an angry dragon, raking daggers down the vulnerable flesh.

𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵.

her arms crossed over her chest. what would appear as indifference was an unconscious +

[xᴀᴅᴇɴ ʀɪᴏʀꜱᴏɴ @MarkedShadows]

A smirk, a smirk to exploit the anger that had engulfed the young cadet since she stepped foot upon the parapet.

This had to be released in a control environment, before it killed them all…

“Trust me, if roles could be reversed I would do everything in my power-

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

+ "it 𝙞𝙨 your fault! liam idolized you! we all did! and you let him die!"

dull nails sunk into her palms and she was sure she was leaving red crescent marks in the skin but if she didn't find a way to ground herself, her emotions were going to explode.

[͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊 .ᐟ @markedrebel]

𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬?

anger tore through her as if a match had been lit and her skin had been set ablaze. tears pricked at the corner of her eyes but she fought to keep that part of herself down.

locked away where no one could see it. anger. replace it with anger.

+

[xᴀᴅᴇɴ ʀɪᴏʀꜱᴏɴ @MarkedShadows]

Now he watched her unfold before him, a hint of pity behind his eyes before it was washed away once again with a blank expression.

He knew she never wanted the pity or comparison people often shedded her way.

“Go on.” He urged, a faint smirk now tugged to his lips.

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