#khrissalla cosmere

[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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[onlycosmere]

Questioner: Was Khriss one of Hoid's apprentices?

Brandon Sanderson: He does not count her in his short list of apprentices.

You will find a lot of people he deeply influenced that he doesn't count. And Khriss and he definitely have some history.

[chiricocuvie]

Mentally I’m shipping her Jasnah.

[thestormlightnetwork]

Nazh and Khrissalla on Roshar

Nazh: Yeah, remember when you told me, “there’s been no progress made on this planet for four thousand years, Nazirlof, you should go and get maps of this planet for me, Nazirlof!”? Well, I get there, and guess what happens?

The little bitch from Scadrial gets there and starts moving his little agents through the planet, now all of the sudden Yolen's Cuntiest is there thirsting over some local-

KHRISSALLA ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?

Khriss, painting her nails: What? No, yeah, totally. You were saying?

[cosmereplay]

Any fics out there that make kaladin a werewolf, vampire, or other such thing?

Thanks for the ask! You sent me on a magical journey through the ocean and the fae and modern fantasy. Oh boy I've got some fun fics for you, but first, some bonus art by @taravangians-storming-balls (alt text in link):

Now onto the fics, in order of what I think was most likely what you were picturing when you asked, to least likely 😁

10 Supernatural Myths Debunked by aliferent

Rated Teen, Kaladin/Adolin, 4000 words, modern werewolf and vampire AU! Myths are debunked through short snippets of the development of their unusual relationship.

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it is not good for water to be so still by angryelftwink

Rated General, Kaladin/Renarin, 500 words, selkie AU. Renarin knows what love means for a selkie.

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From the Depths of the Sea by the_pathetic_in_empathetic

Rated General, Renarin/Rlain, 2000 words, modern ocean AU. Renarin meets a mysteriously alluring creature on a beach trip.

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Turning Tides by Kogiopsis

Rated General, Shallan/Jasnah, 2000 words, mermaid AU, fairy tale AU. Shallan asks the heretic sea witch for a certain spell...

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The Perfect Mistake by TrishyEves

Rated Teen, Design/Khrissalla, 2000 words, urban fantasy AU, RoW spoilers. Khrissalla is a mage looking to summon a demon from Hell. What she gets is a bit of a surprise.

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Convergence by Truthwatcher_Vez

Rated Teen, Renarin/Rlain, 5000 words, modern fae AU, RoW spoilers. A modern-day Renarin needs a new outfit to attend a fancy party. The simple errand sets him on a collision course with the supernatural world. (This was written for Cosmere Bingo, an ongoing fanworks event!)

[elsefaller]

Rebloging it to add the tags here cause Tumblr is a website that ALWAYS works when you need it.

Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: Cosmere - Brandon Sanderson, Stormlight Archive - Brandon Sanderson Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Vivenna | Azure/Khrissalla (Cosmere) Characters: Vivenna | Azure, Khrissalla (Cosmere) Additional Tags: Insomnia, Paranoia and trust isssues, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Khriss is a bit autistic, Useless Lesbians, First Kiss, Vivenna has trust issues, Femslash February 2024, Drinking Summary:

After getting through Cultivation’s perpendicularity, Vivenna’s search for Nightblood continues. She travels with a caravan going to Kharbranth, and finds a fellow worldhopper among them, and is intent on stopping any more outside influence from harming Roshar.

Khrissalla has just left Scadriel, and is visiting the Palanaeum to research Rosharan history around Surgebinding. She bumps into a familiar awakener who seems to be struggling, and wants to befriend her. She ends up doing so and more.

[koravelliumavast]

Nobody told me that white sand isn’t that popular among cosmere readers until AFTER I read it, loved it, and then proceeded to look for fanfics and found like one.

[onaslansside]

Lego Digital Designer versions of Kenton and Khriss from White Sand. I know Khriss’s dress should have blue details but the program wouldn’t let me...she surely has a red version as well, riiight?

[theradiantkris]

Trying out inking in clip studio paint with Khriss from White Sand. Love her red outfit.

[gal-palanaeum]

The need for Trust by Elsefaller

Rated Teen, 12,000 words, Vivenna/Khrissalla Khrissalla has just left Scadriel, and is visiting the Palanaeum to research Rosharan history around Surgebinding. She bumps into a familiar awakener who seems to be struggling, and wants to befriend her. She ends up doing so and more.

Oathbringer spoilers below the cut:

Vivenna had been through a difficult week. Sneaking through the Fused defenses surrounding Cultivation’s Perpendicularity had been no small task. Followed immediately by interrogation -and near execution- by the Horneaters  who had caught her in their Ocean. Her survival of both was either pure luck, or one of the Shards had blessed her. More likely it was the Nightwatcher, and she had yet to discover what her curse was. Perhaps her luck would spiral in the other direction soon, though hopefully that wouldn’t happen until she was done in Kharbranth.

She’d managed to find a caravan leaving the peaks and heading in that direction. With a few spheres, she’d been able to join them. However she hadn’t been able to get a spot on a wagon, apparently the Horneaters didn’t treat people with lighter eyes differently. That made sense to her, but was awfully inconvenient, and she had to settle for riding on a chull.

Riding one was a novel experience, she’d only ever seen them pull wagons. Hers was outfitted with a saddle similar to that of a horse, though moved much slower. It reminded her of days in her youth training to sit on horseback and be paraded around Idris.

The crustacean also reminded her of an ongoing argument she’d had with Beard about which animal was more intimidating. At least with horses it was clear when they became upset, and they couldn’t take an arm off.

But Beard was gone now, there would be no resolution to their lighthearted disagreement. She felt guilt churn her stomach like Skyeels fighting.

Vivenna was so busy feeling sorry for herself that she nearly lost the rest of the caravan. She looked around, realizing her chull had wandered off the road. She tugged on the reins and steered the beast back to where the others seemed to have stopped. 

She pulled up beside the Horneater woman who had been in the front, she was climbing down from her wagon and stretching.

“Why are we stopping?” Vivenna asked, the words sounded more commanding than she’d intended them too.

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[onlycosmere]

Questioner: Is Khriss in [Isles of the Emberdark]?

Brandon Sanderson: That's definitely a RAFO. But Nazh is there, so who knows? But Nazh has had a lot of different adventures with a lot of different people through a lot of different places. Nazh, we should point out, is Isaac's character that I'm borrowing for this book with Isaac's permission and understanding.

You can look forward to a lot more Nazh with Isaac and his things. He's on loan, shall we say.

Isaac Stewart: It's fine. The big questions are things like, "Well, how does he get to this point?"

[lestibournes]

dangerous women in the cosmere - khrissalla (3/?)

she could look back on what she had been before. she had been more innocent, true — she hadn’t been betrayed by friends, lovers, and expectations alike — but that innocence had been traded for strength and understanding. she would not go back, even if she were given the opportunity.

[thestormlightnetwork]

Nazh: Khriss?

Khriss, not paying attention: hmm?

Nazh: Do we have a map of the southern continent on Scadrial? I have a theory I need to test.

Khriss: Look who volunteered to do his next job.

Nazh: No. I did not.

Khriss: You just offered to map the southern continent.

Nazh: So I assume that all of your other, very talented employees haven't done it yet.

Khriss: Yes, the very existing other employees.

Nazh: I don't exist, on any other planet than my own.

Khriss: well, that's great. Because I will assign you to map the southern continent wether you exist and wether you're a diced-up spren that was chucked into Emberdark.

Nazh: *GROANING*

[jazzy-kandra]

Khriss sketch 

[aeonarin]

I just wanted to say that I like Julius Otha’s art in White Sand 10000000000000000 more. Just look at my babe Khriss. That line is fine.