#corysn

[herdaz]

I love Them

[sunroseofthewood]

Little Corysn comic c:

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[cosmereplay]

Day 10: Love is devotion

Rated General, Cord/Rysn, Dawnshard spoilers

Dear Akilu,

I know it's silly to write to myself as though this were a letter to you, but that's how deeply I love you. When I think of myself, I think of you, dearest Akilu, my protector. 

It’s been nine times nine days since our common cause came to an end, and we decided to part ways. In the rush of relief and victory, we didn’t know how we felt about each other. You were wise to ask for this time apart.

In those days of anxiety and trouble, keeping our secret safe was our highest priority. You, Nikli, Chiri Chiri, and I were together every day through it all, and our shared secret became a shared bond. But every bond is different, as you said. In the days since our parting, I have thought of Nikli less and less, though I wish his horde every success. Not so with you, Akilu–not to say I don’t wish you success, of course! I would say I wish you the world, but we’ve already learned how much responsibility that is. No, when my thoughts turn to you, I wish you happiness, and peace, and success at every endeavour. 

More to the point, I have been thinking of you–and missing you–more and more every day. Today, on this eighty-first day, I can say it with confidence. It wasn’t just our proximity that made me feel this way. I’m not alone here on the Wandersail, and many of the crew have become friends. My attendant is thoughtful and precient with his care, and I am freer than ever to pursue any adventure I’d want. I have money, and time, and good heath. I have everything–except you.

Akilu, I miss the steady pace of your footsteps just behind me. I miss the little huffs and sighs you made as you judged the people I bargained with. I miss your smile when you eat good flavourful food. I miss learning your language, and I miss teaching you mine. I miss your stories of the Peaks. I miss the way you looked at me, the way you focused like I was the only person on board. 

Without this time apart, I don’t think I would have understood just how much those things mean to me. Without it, I would not have known just how much my devotion to our shared secret had overshadowed my growing devotion to you.

I'm sure you'd be delighted to learn that for those who follow the Passions, the eighty-first day is an auspicious one. Nine days times nine gathers our deepest desires and brings it back to us amplified and clear, and we may even see an omen. I haven’t always been the strongest believer but I can’t deny that I have wished for a reason to go back to you, and today there was an opportunity to go to the Horneater Peaks. I can’t help but feel that it’s a sign that–

Dear, sweet Akilu, I’m going to save this and show it to you when I see you! I can’t tell you how much your spanreed surprised me. Here I am writing in my journal about how much I want to see you, and you find me first. The second I finish writing this, I’m going to start organizing the caravan. I have to speak to the captain! She could drop me off near Vedenar.

I can’t wait to see you, Akilu. I’m brimming with joy. I am hoping with every passion in my heart that you feel the same way. 

[gal-palanaeum]

Thinking, Overthinking, and a Pile of Letters by bridgeboy

Rated General, 6000 words, Khriss/Design and Cord/Rysn A philosophical treatise on the nature of love, masquerading as a fanfiction about two dorky scholars meeting for the first time. Design has questions, Khriss has answers... maybe. Beware spoilers across the cosmere!

Despite having her own office, Khriss preferred doing her research in the university's enormous library. Proximity to massive amount of information played into it, of course, but the bigger reason was that it was easier to get away from people and actually focus on her research. Her office was known to everyone at the university—why, it was known to practically everyone in Silverlight itself—and as a result, she had frequent visitors. The library, meanwhile, may as well have been a maze. It was easy to find a quiet corner far from distractions, and Khriss made a point to never hole up in the same study nook twice in a row; that helped make it much harder for people to find her on purpose. Of course, she'd still see other people as they wandered by, but they were just other users of the library; they never actually disrupted her.

Usually, at least.

Khriss looked up in surprise when she heard the scrape of someone pulling out the chair across from her. She'd been poring over maps of Western Roshar, and she'd been so absorbed in her thoughts she hadn't heard the newcomer approach.

They appeared to be a human woman, although Khriss knew that didn't necessarily mean much. Her long white hair was piled on top of her head in a messy bun, and a tight, dark green dress showed off her frankly stunning curves. She seemed to be looking over the piles of assorted notes that were spread across the table.

"What are you working on?" the stranger asked.

Khriss ignored the question. "Who are you?" She was happy to talk about her work, but she wouldn't tell just anybody about it.

"My name is Design," the stranger said cheerily. She picked up one of the maps and started scanning it over.

Khriss wrinkled her brow, searching her memory for how she knew that name… Hoid's spren. Of course. She relaxed; Hoid was a pain in the ass, but he could be trusted—well, he could be trusted with knowledge of Khriss's current project, at least.

"I'm Khriss," she said. "I'm currently trying to get to the bottom of how a simple merchant on Roshar got a hold of one of the Dawnshards."

"Oh, Hoid told me about you. The famous scholar!" Design grinned. "Have you tried lifting up all your notes and checking underneath? Or… wait… that was a figure of speech, wasn't it?"

Khriss raised an eyebrow, then nodded slowly. She'd never actually met a Cryptic in person, but she'd read about their tendency to take things far too literally. "So Hoid is in town, then? What's he working on?"

"I'm honestly not sure!" Design let the map drop back to the table, eyeing a stack of letters. "Something about Aons, probably. Or Awakening. Something with an A. He said he didn't need my help but now I'm bored. Can I look through those?" She pointed at the letters.

"Uh, sure." With her concentration broken and distraction-free environment disrupted, there wasn't really any point in trying to get much work done at this point. Khriss decided she'd indulge a few questions from Design, then send the spren on her way.

Meanwhile, Design helped her self to the letters and began reading through them. Khriss couldn't help but notice how quickly she moved from one letter to the next—much faster than the average human could read. Fascinating. Would Design be interested in letting herself be timed?

Barely a moment passed before Design looked up. "The note on top is right, I don't see anything in here about Dawnshards." She wrinkled her nose and frowned. "Why are the letters written in two different languages? Also, does my facial expression look sufficiently confused? I still have a hard time getting confusion right. It doesn't come up much."

"You look kind of confused but mostly annoyed."

"Damnation, I'll have to practice that some more. Anyways, the languages? It would be more logical for them both to pick one to have their conversation in."

Khriss nodded. "It's because they were in love," she explained. "From what I can tell, they were practicing each other's native tongues."

Design quirked an eyebrow. "What does learning a new language have to do with love? They seem to like each other from all the 'I miss you' stuff but what does language factor in?"

Khriss sat back in her chair. How was she supposed to explain this? "Doing nice things for someone is a way to show you love them, through your actions instead of your words. Learning someone's native language so that they can understand you better is a really big action, and a really kind thing to do for another person."

Design hummed thoughtfully. "Would solving a complex math problem for someone show that you loved them?"

"Um. I guess so? If the person on the receiving end was really struggling and needed help."

"Does that mean all teachers are in love with their students?"

"No, definitely not."

"Why?"

"You don't have to be in love with someone to care about them."

"What's the difference between loving and caring?"

Khriss opened her mouth to reply, then stopped. There was a difference, of course, but Design's questions had her all turned around. "I… I need to think about that. It's hard to explain."

"Okay!" Design said, surprisingly chipper given that her question hadn't actually been answered. She put down the stack of letters and stood. "Thanks for the chat!"

And then she walked away, leaving Khriss sitting alone in stunned silence.

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[pocketramblr]

If you could make sure one thing was guaranteed to be in wind and truth what would it be and why is it corysn

Please, row was killing me with no more corysn interaction after dawnshard... I need Cord to tell her gf she shot that annoying herald with a shardbow and Rysn to get an awespren about it in a reversal... I need Chiri-chiri to show off her new vocab and practice with Cord... I need the best girl and her bodyguard to fly off into the sunset on their cool crab dragon...

[elsefaller]

I am suddenly possessed by the urge to write a Corysn slow-burn fic with so much pining.

[gal-palanaeum]

Art by zirael_art on instagram.

Maybe a butch with big arms needs to finger me in a dingy bar bathroom maybe that will heal me

[jewishicequeen]

Please give us Corysn fics where Rysn calls Cord "Akilu" thank you

[sunroseofthewood]

Some more spicy corysns....

[gal-palanaeum]

[ID: A digital illustration of Cord and Rysn by @viridializard. They are shown in outline and flat greys, what an experienced artist would likely call a “sketch”. Rysn sits in a padded chair with straight wooden legs and a footrest. Cord sits beside her on a hard wooden chair. Eyes at the same level, they gaze at each other with affection. Rysn wears a light coloured button up shirt with long puffy sleeves, and overtop of that a darker dress with an open front and no sleeves. Cord wears a similar light coloured shirt with a pair of loose legged trousers, rolled up a little at the cuffs. Rysn’s hair is half pulled up at the back, and a couple wavy locks frame her face and tickle her neck. Her white eyebrows, even tucked behind her ears, are longer than the rest of her hair, and they reach her collarbones. Cord’s wavy, voluminous hair is pulled back into a long, even braid that reaches her waist. Chiri-Chiri is draped across Rysn’s shoulders, her shrimp-like tail reaching Rysn’s waist, and her long, thin wings sticking out past the edge of Rysn’s chair. Much like Rysn, Chiri-Chiri faces Cord, and Cord affectionately tickles under Chiri-Chiri’s chin as Chiri-Chiri preens with closed eyes and the larkin version of a smile. End ID.]

cosmere inktober day 3

skipped the prompt for this one because i just wanted to draw Rysn and Cord

[gal-palanaeum]

a joint effort by gaybrial

Rated Mature, 5000 words, Cord/Rysn In a modern Roshar AU, Rysn teaches Cord how to smoke weed by the light of the party’s outdoor fire.

Teen-rated excerpt: 

Rysn groaned, laying her head flat on her notes.

“I understand,” Cord said, reaching over and patting her on the back. “This assignment is difficult, even for someone as smart as you.”

The presentation they were working on was a pain, but that wasn’t why Rysn was stressed. She had spent the entire semester nursing a crush on the cute Unkalaki international student in her econ class, and despite how much closer they’d gotten in that time—from sitting next to each other in class, to studying together, to chatting at the occasional party and spending more time outside of class together—she still couldn’t figure out if Cord was into her.

“Cord? You’re joking,” Talik had snorted when Rysn had finally spilled about her crush while they were hanging out, a bit high and very frustrated with her lack of progress.

Rysn winced. “So you think there’s no way? I knew it.”

“What? No,” Talik said, blinking slowly at her. “I meant, she’s obviously gay. Why is your gaydar so terrible?”

“Taliiik,” Rysn whined. “My gaydar isn’t that bad. She could just be one of those crunchy straight women who really like the outdoors.”

Talik gave her an unimpressed look. “I know plenty of crunchy straight women—the Reshi Isles are full of them—and Cord is not that. You should just ask her out.”

At the time, Rysn had just groaned and begged him to drop it, and while he had, the look in his eyes, to the extent that a thoroughly high person’s eyes could, said that this was not over.

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[pocketramblr]

Au where cord is the carrier of the dawnshard instead of rysn?

1- when the ladies enter the cavern, Cord and Rysn both look around. Cord sees the mural first, and feels the command of Change ring in her ears. She describes what she felt to Rsyn as she collects the pieces of shardplate. When Nikliasorm finds them, they are together.

2- Rysn negotiates, all while pressing for more information about what Cord described, and realizes the other woman has the Dawnshard. Nikli suspects Rysn has it, and Rysn agrees "it is in our possession" to continue negotiating with some leverage. Cord, still taking the shardplate, is told that belongs to the one who guards the Dawnshard, and she'd take that role if she kept it. She looks at Rysn, speaks of wanting time to train and consider, and Rysn says she suspects they don't have any to spare her. Cord agrees.

3- before Rysn ends the negotiations though, she tells the truth: Cord has the Dawnshard, not her, but she believes the deal will work just the same: Cord can never bind a spren, but the alaii'iku had never really considered it. Cord will still wear the plate and stay with Rysn, Chiri-chiri, and the Sleepless, so the Dawnshard is still kept in the same group. Nikli sourly points out that trusting Rysn with the Dawnshard is not the same as trusting Cord, and the plate is meant for the protector. Cord is trusted to guard the pools, though, and says the person most kept safe by a set of plate is the person wearing it. (This is a fact that will work much better for her and Kaladin than it did Gav 1 lol) Besides, if the ancient powers seeking the Dawnshard know the plate belongs to the one it guards, they probably just see her and assume Rysn has it.

4- Still, now Cord can't leave. She wasn't going to return to the Peaks anyway, but she will never have the opportunity to shoot Nale in the face. She trains with the Sleepless instead, when Rysn isn't training them to mimic humans. Chiri-chiri adores her and if she isn't perched on Rysn, she's on Cord. When the party take the oathgate from Thaylena to Urithiru, Cord slips away from the meeting the Sleepless and Rysn have with Navani to speak to her father and twin brother. She tells them more of the truth, though not all - enough for them to put the pieces together. She is a bit upset by the two men's connection to tradition requirements of their birth- this is a woman who, on top of bathing in the perpendicularity of Cultivation and just generally wanted to be a shardbearer anyway and also now carries the divine command to Change, after all- but doesn't try to convince her father not to return, nor her brother to try to gain shard in her stead. For their parts, Rock is just enchanted by Chiri-chiri, and Gift is saying "so... after you returned to the ship with Rysn, colors were brighter and songs more beautiful? Uh huh, and how would you describe her again? Wonderful, huh?"

5- There is one other place that chafes Cord, when she bids her family farewell and leaves Urithiru with the group. That is Nikli, because he did keep doing things like ruining her food and framing her for disasters on the ship. Cord understands why he did it now, but that doesn't mean she likes it any, (and, for his part, he really does wish Rysn had gotten the Dawnshard instead, but when Cord asked if she could give it to her then, he refused so vehemently that half a planet away, Sigzil felt a chill go down his spine for no reason.) so it's awkward when they have to interact directly, which is a lot. This starts to get better one day when after he says something snippy at her, Chiri-chiri says "be nice!" Cord is like "you can talk?????" and is so excited to run to Rysn to tell her the news, Nikli caught up in the excitement behind her that he never realizes Rysn told Vstim the super secret truth minutes ago, since if Cord gets to tell her father then so does Rysn.

[elsefaller]

Small Corysn fic I wrote

[jewishicequeen]

Oh fuck we're dead

Rysn and Cord by @jewishicequeen

[pocketramblr]

Ooh school gets out early today and there's a nineth fic in the corysn tag that wasn't there last week, what a nice day