Ridoc Stories

A collection of Fourth Wing Oneshots (or whatever scenarios I make up)! Prepare for angst, fluff, and happy ever afters for our favorite Fourth Wing characters! Recommendations are encouraged :) Probs gonna be mostly Slain bc I love them sm Note: NO SPICE keeping it pg ppl lol

Eira Riorson was always meant to be a rider. Watching her father executed beneath dragon fire and bearing the marks that followed didn't change that fact. She was fierce. Calculating. Mysterious. Closed off. And viciously protective of her people and secrets. She was a force to be reckoned with, and fortress that couldn't be shaken. Or so she thought. All it took was one man's smile and restless persistence to crack the walls she spent years building. He showed her something she never believed in. Love. Their story wasn't some fairytale, but it was theirs nonetheless. This is the story of how Eira and Ridoc found their ordinary in a war torn world. #5 under #ridoc (17/12/2025)

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A Fourth Wing fanfic //// Memento Mori / beno praeesset omnia - Remember you must die Memento mori (Latin for "remember (that you have) to die") is an artistic or symbolic trope acting as a reminder of the inevitability of death.//// Narrated by my oc, Eirafia Riorson, the story occurs side by side with the events of Fourth Wing and Iron Flame.

"the warmth of the sun in winter" gabriella poynter joined the riders quartet to put right what generations before her got wrong. liam mairi joined the riders quartet thanks to the river of black wisps snaking up his arm. how will two warriors, fighting for what's right, dance the line between life and death all while fighting for love?

There will be a full list of fandoms included in the first chapters but here are a few. There is a wide variety from older shows/movies to new shows/movies to books! Requests are open! - Fourth Wing - ACOTAR - Outer Banks - Outlander - Game of Thrones - the walking dead - Bridgerton - Harry Potter - Divergent - Maze Runner - Marvel Universe

Ur name is Hannah Vardo You have been training to be a rider since u were 10 by ur mother and father who are also dragon riders. They hold u to very high standards as you are the oldest of the siblings. As you defeat many casualties and near death situations you have always found a particular boy at ur side always there to defend you.

So, this is kind of like that one MLP Comic series "Core of the Apple" However, I'm using my RiD OCs for this

Maven Riorson youngest child of rebellion leader, Fen Riorson. Is about to cross the parapit into a whole new game of life Liam Mairi x Garrick Tavis x OC All rights to Rebecca I do not own any of the the characters except for Maven

Kyra Riorson, sister of Xaden Riorson was forced to join the Riders quadrant as per the agreement between Xaden Riorson and General Melgran. She's as fiery as her brother. It's a story on her struggles in the quadrant. All these characters and plot belongs to Rebecca Yarros. This an addition to her book series 'The Empyrean' as per my imagination on if Xaden had a sister. The book is shows the struggles faced by marked ones and also their bondings. The story has spoilers from Fourth Wing, Iron Flame and Onxy Storm.

Delaine Storvey, daughter of General Storvey, the man who oversaw the execution of the parents of the marked ones, enters the riders quadrant in the hopes of uncovering the truth about the rebellion from years ago. But what happens when a certain dark haired male who supposedly hates her gets in her way? Xaden Riorson x OC I do not own fourth wing or iron flame, all of the characters are not mine except from Delaine Storvey, Alex Storvey and Zaldon Storvey. Warning ⚠️ contains foul language, sexual jokes, some smut, some gore, fluff, and some more.

A Fourth Wing Fanfic from the POV of Kaelith Serran - grumpy x sunshine Marked by the rebellion and bound to a dragon, Kaelith Serran was never meant to make it out of Basgiath alive. Survival was the deal. Love was never part of it-until Ridoc Gamlyn stepped into her orbit with a grin that disarmed her guard and a loyalty she didn't know how to hold. What starts in sparring rings and stolen glances turns into something deeper as war games turn deadly, truths unravel, and choices draw lines between the living and the lost. In a world where dragons choose, loyalty burns, and grief never sleeps, two riders fight not just to survive-but to come back to each other. Based on the world and characters created by Rebecca Yarros.

A precarious dove spreads its wings only to plummet. Can it ever soar again? or in which A sarcastic, bubbly woman was dealt a tragic hand by the gods, who all stuck around to watch her fate be set in stone. FOURTH WING (IN PROGRESS) IRON FLAME (-) (FW) LIAM MAIRI x (OC) (IF) ??? x (OC) unreliable updates

"C'mon Travesty." "Is that why you gave me that name? Am I absurd and distorted?" Three hundred years of riders. The Valkorin bloodline, renowned for boundless courage and valour, have always been assets to their wings as riders. Tierney learned not to fear death, nor the god of death who only takes what she prizes and never returns. As a Valkorin, honour and pride come before fear. However, while she does not fear for herself, she is terrified for the lives of her loved ones. Grief haunts her, a name she can never see the face of again, a constant reminder of her loss and her weakness. The Rider's Quadrant, where her brother was murdered, will she survive? He knew her, before he even saw her. His description is accurate to the point it's terrifying. Tierney, even without his description, Bodhi knew who she was, her wandering eyes, her walk, her beliefs-each detail resembles the man who saw his face before his relic. A single promise leads him to leap off a cliff, seeking to become boundless and see her once more, his Travesty. "Oh, how dangerous it is to love someone so." "Don't make me think of you with someone else, Tierney, I can't take it, not when we're like this." travesty /ˈtravɪsti/ noun a false, absurd, or distorted representation of something.

On conscription day of Xaden's 3rd year, not one, but two people are going to cross that parapet and change his life forever. Alvera, the forgotten Riorson child, is walking into her first year in the Riders quadrant, completely underprepared with a target on her back, with nothing keeping her going but the love for her brother she hasn't seen since she was 13 years old.

And I realize, I've tasted blood and it is sweet, I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet, I've trusted lies and trusted men, Broke down and put myself back together again, Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters, Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors For as long as Aria can remember shes been "Dains Sister" But now its diffrent. Different because she met him. Bodhi Fucking Duraan

Isla Sorrengail has spent her life surviving in the shadows, sharpening her instincts like a blade. But Basgiath War College is not the kind of battlefield she was trained for. Here, brute strength means little without a dragon willing to bond, and power is earned through blood and strategy. No one knew she existed before she arrived-not the cadets glaring at her back, not the instructors watching her every move, not even the sister who should have known. But Isla is not here to make friends. She is here to claim what was stolen from her-her name, her family, her place in the world. But Basgiath is built to break the weak. And Isla? She has no intention of breaking. Even when rivals seek revenge. Even when her own past hunts her down. Even when the wingleader with shadows in his eyes-Xaden Riorson-watches her like he's trying to unravel her secrets. She will not falter. She will not kneel. She will not lose. Because Isla Sorrengail has already lost everything once. And she refuses to do it again.

a dragon without its rider is a tragedy. a rider without his dragon is death. fourth wing liam mairi x female oc

"I saw you yesterday, I didn't even say hi I know you don't deserve that, but I couldn't find the words I let them out in my best friend's car Just callin' you things that I know you aren't A gaslighter, a fake-ass crier, and stupid An impostor, but I'm a liar, 'cause the truth is I don't wanna let you go Holdin' on to threads of hope I'd rather hate you if I don't get to have you anymore Sorry that I've been so cold Maybe it was all my fault I had to make you the enemy so I can keep you close Oh, I'm covered in tears in this parkin' lot Holdin' this grudge 'cause it's all I've got Four years and so many bad fights Blackouts and little white lies It's easier to look back and leave But all the good nights Said goodbye in your parents' yard Was callin' you things that I know you are And you're a player, manipulator But the truth is" In which Mary Stuart is reborn as Cora Waldorf, and Violet Sorrengail, falling in love with three men above all others; Francis, Chuck Bass, and Xaden Riorson, and now everyone is pulled in to watch her lives.

**𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄** ⚔️🔥❤️🐉 For centuries, the Empyrean have told a lie. For years, the Empyrean have kept a secret. Two girls, born from opposite sides - one of the rebellion - a separist's daughter , one from the command- raised together. By dragons. In secret. Both girls hold signets and power that could make or break the rebellion, two of the most powerful riders alive. But what happens when they learn of the conflict of the rebellion and the war, and want to join to fight? --- 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐀𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐬 - a destroyer of armies. 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐬 - a mender meant to heal the broken. -- Romance, secrets and lies... welcome, again, to Basgaith War College... and join the Revolution...