In The Next Book I Beg As Ive Seen Ppl Say This Might Happen For Garrick And Violet To Get To Know One

In the next book I beg as I’ve seen ppl say this might happen for Garrick and Violet to get to know one another and build like a friendship

And for Sgaeyl to get along with Violet to know her more

And no one has said thsi but PLEASE give Imogen and Violet tobe friend and like the baddass duo ever 🙏

xaden IS the sappy romantic and violet IS the reckless devotee no questions asked

Incorrect quotes because I love these:

At the end of iron flame:

Violet-in Xaden’s room,telling him in an outraged tone sliced through it: That’s dishonest, Disrespectful, and deceitful.

Xaden:..So… your in?

Violet-blinks at him: I thought that was clear

Best thing I’ve seen this week is a video of Rebecca Yarros talking about how Xaden knew all the filthy thoughts Violet was having about him in Fourth Wing because of his second signet, and that there are several moments in Onyx Storm when he’s like “yeah I remember you thinking that”

Watching dead poet society and thought of Xaden…being a poet.

Xaden being poet as he wrote her a poem of how he feels and how he would "watch the ambers of ash fall into the flecks of his darkest of hair to be able to see her stare with her hair down off end so fare that they are envied by a vein venin daher s as Silver as a basgiath war college cadet rarity having one in their palm infront of a traitor to defenceless of none bravery is found in their soul, for you dear couple have become a slither of silver saviour our defenders hold to gratitude and respect but a stare from those wonders of palest blues flickered with armed flames if amber to rain terror on those who betray or prey on the defenceless we only try to save. So dear wow my treat with a kiss as I do you and let me have you lay in my bed no sexualities to be loved by you just let down your hair and look at me and I’m loved by you, now smile and watch me be devoted and devoured by you.“

For poet Xaden be chased down by Garrick to have a read as Imogen is surprised to just hear what he would do

For Xaden bring post bring Violet nothing but her heart melting as she loves them to death and tells jesina to not add it in the history book she writes

For Xaden being a poet and Violet wanting someone to do a surgery when she died to dig the poem with her [as she also loves book’s, literal works,poems] and all his letters(even a drawing of her and a storm, a storm from bashiath room one with an unshattered and one shattered, one in his room in aretia, and finally one in his room in the eastern wing of the Samarian outpost.) and for her to be diverted into her heart and buried with them.

For Xaden being a poet and next time Violet sees him asks him to read it out loud to her as she states at him saying each word with such care and asking him to repeat the whole poem as she lays down on his bed eyes closed taking each cursive syllable in

For Xaden being a poet as Violet trying to re create one for him

[(Xaden being a poet is just so aaaaaaahhh)]

Quote from skullduggery pleasant book that u think would fit these two:

As Garrick spoke, Xaden took a fresh t-shirt from his bag and took off the one he‘d been wearing. Every time he moved,his muscles rolled beneath his skin. It was astonishing. He was a gleaming marvel of musculature. A scattering of scars crossed his perfect torso,evidence of a hard-lived life, each scar a signature of a different battle or enemy. Her ex belonging in the infantry quadrant had never been like that. Dain had never been like that. Xaden Riorson was something brand-new and wonderful.

“Mmm,” said Violet.

Garrick looked at her. “Yes?”

Her eyes snapped towards him. “What?”

“You have something to add?”

She stared. “Nope. Just… agreeing.”

Tairn sighed throughout her bond and towards Xaden’s too. “Xaden,please put your shirt on. Violet’s getting distracted.”

“I’m not,” she argued, then gave a subtle smile at Xaden. “You don’t have to put your shirt on”

Xaden laughed through the bond a tainted smile crossed his lips but before being able to drown in the desirable taints of its looks, being covered as he pulled the t-shirt over his head.

“As I was saying,” Garrick continued…