Damian Has Two Modes

Damian has two modes

walks off excruciating pain because he's a big strong boy and is very capable father

starts losing during a spar and drops dead

Commission Info / Kofi

Garrick and Bodhi be like:

The snippet you left for us is such a tease 😭

I’m imaging Garrick is literally quaking in his boots and I’m giggling just thinking about when we’ll get to read this 🤭 I beg that Violet gives a friendly “little” zap to everyone in the room

Garrick and Bodhi are both like “maybe if I sit here very quietly she won’t notice me” meanwhile both of them are like 6’3” and have never been subtle a day in their lives

*Iron Flame Part II Summary*:

Violet: “So…. I think I might be back on my bullshit?”

Xaden: “No.” *grabs her hand* “We are back on our bullshit.”

Me: I can’t handle writing more than 10k words in a chapter

My brain: ok here’s 9959 words then :)

Firstly, thank you so much for writing sitq- I found it just as I finished reading IF and has very much kept me going! If you ever write any original fic and get published, I’d be very interested in reading as your narrative style is lovely.

Question I’m not sure I’ve not seen asked yet -has poor Xaden spend the week learning to do Violet’s hair while her shoulder is bad, and if yes what is Violet’s reaction going to be to this while she’s so unspeakably furious?

Additionally- can Brennan even heal her shoulder for her, or does that give Basgiath the information that they have a healer that they may want to keep quiet?

Thank you so much!! 🩷🩷

Honestly I started writing a tiny little drabble of Xaden asking Sloane to teach him to braid hair after @skyfallscotland asked but I didn’t love it and I probably won’t bother to flesh it out more, so you can find what I did write below the cut. As for Violet’s reaction—idk if it’s even a thing that will make it in, but it wouldn’t come up for a long time. Xaden wouldn’t just be like “I learned this for you this week!” so by the time she figured it out she wouldn’t be mad at him anymore

Re: Brennan it wouldn’t be that big of a deal. Menders are rare but it’s not impossible that Tyrrendor would’ve had at least one or two since they started training their own riders. No one would immediately assume that it’s Brennan who would’ve healed her

“Sloane.”

“Yes, your majesty?”

Xaden gave her a dry look, but her face didn’t change. She only used the title sarcastically—otherwise she called him Xaden or, in recent weeks, when he particularly annoyed her, Violet’s husband. It seemed everyone in his life liked his wife better than him now. “I need your help.”

“I don’t like the sound of that.” She crossed her arms and gave him a searching look. “What’d you do? And why are you asking me?”

“You know how to braid hair.”

Understanding lit up her eyes, but she said, “I like this even less now.”

“Look.” He tucked his hands in his pockets and returned her unwavering stare. “Violet doesn’t always feel like doing her own hair. I’m trying to learn how in case she needs help. Are you willing or not?”

For a long moment, Sloane didn’t move. Finally, she said, “Fine. But only for Violet,” she added firmly. She turned away. “We’ll need more than just me for this.”

***

“That’s, uh. . . not quite right.”

“She means you’re fucking it up horrifically,” Sloane translated for Tessa. The dark-haired young cadet stood to Xaden’s right—Sloane sat on the table in front of them with her legs crossed, their model for the day as Tessa tried to talk Xaden through the process of creating the coronet braid Violet preferred. Tessa’s own hair was in two braids on either side of her head, twisted together at the nape of her neck into a neat bun. She had more variety in her hairstyles than Violet did, and certainly more than Sloane, who rarely bothered with more than a simple bun, or a braid for flying.

“You have to pull it tighter than that,” Tessa said. “Like—“ She stopped, stared at the mess of tangles that Sloane’s hair had become, and reached for the brush at her hip. “Just start over,” she said finally. A little sigh was the only sign of her disappointment. Earning any sign of annoyance or displeasure from Tessa was a feat in and of itself, and a good indication that this was going even worse than Xaden had thought it would.

He started over.

Tim: I could fix Batman

Jason: No, I could fix Batman. But then I fucking died and accidentally made him worse instead

Jason: But when I come back and try to make him worse on PURPOSE, suddenly he won't do it!

Tim, deadly serious: I would've killed The Joker for you

Jason: Aw, thanks Tim

Tim:

Tim, whispering: I could fix Red Hood...

Jason: Stop it