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“When, Mairi?”, I ask and I realize I’m shouting again. “Please, for the love of all the gods, tell me! When have you ever listened to anything anyone has ever told you to do?"
“Well, I’ve listened to people when I was sleeping with them”, she states, her lips curling around a vicious little grin, clearly trying to infuriate me even more.
And for some inexplicable reason what spills out of my mouth is: “Fine. If I fuck you, will you do what you’re told?”
Or: Dain is done with Sloane Mairi's bullshit, but instead of telling her that he offers to fuck her.
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“Fuck me”, I say calmly.
Silence.
“Excuse me?!”, she chokes out, outrage and disbelief at war in her tone. I laugh softly at her expression and her frown deepens.
“Come on, Mairi”, I say, offering her my most charming smile, “I’ve seen the way you ran from the flight field–”
“That wasn’t–”, she starts.
“It’s awful here, you feel awful, and you need a good fuck.”
Or: Sloane almost falls off her dragon and feels out of control. Aaric offers to let her take control.
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Your name is Cam Tauri and you are the king’s third son. It’s who you’ve always been. Royalty. Living the comfortable life of a prince, cushioned and safe, and kind of forgotten on account of being the third-born. No one ever expected a lot from you and you liked that just fine.
Or: A character study of Cam/Aaric
For the Fourth Wing Birthday Bash!
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Fourth Wing from Liam's POV
I take a step forward, the last one where I am still inside the walls of the turret. One look, I tell myself. Just one. I glance down and immediately feel vertigo rising like a tide of nausea in my stomach. Maybe that was not one of my best ideas. It takes more effort than it should to tear my gaze away. One misstep and I will be in free-fall.
I lock my eyes straight on my goal, the other turret at the end of the parapet. I can do this. I breathe in and out, shutting out all other thoughts. And then I start to run.
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Your name is Imogen, and you had dreams once. Now, there are knives under your pillow as you lie awake in the dark, staring at the ceiling, a hollow ache in your chest. And every morning, you get up and don your anger like armor.
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Or: A character study of what goes on in Imogen's head and how she becomes the person we meet in Fourth Wing.
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As he dies, Liam thinks about the life he’s lived as Violet’s shadow and how being her shadow gave him something to live for.
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31 Mar 2024