#stormlight fics

[sorchasolas]

I FINALLY FINISHED THE SELF SOUL-CASTING FANART!!!

This is mostly inspired off of the fact Kaladin is wearing a havah in The Art of Devotion

@trishyeves

[tanoraqui]

Kaladin Return posit: a whole book, #6 or maybe #7 depending on series pacing, wherein its slowly increasingly obvious that the Heralds have returned - or at least, they should have, but no one can find them. People are looking for them, either to ally with them or to kill them. (Those who are immortal know, but those who aren't, don't, that this is actually normal - it takes a few days for even a Herald to re-orient themselves to being alive. And they don't necessarily all reappear together, and only Jezrien and Nale ever had fast-travel options!) Some Herald gets an Interlude POV eventually, so we do know they're out there, pulling themselves together for the fight...

Then meanwhile, there's some battle that goes poorly and ends with a megalomaniac Fused, or maybe an Unmade, standing high and lecturing a bunch of people about how their resistance was doomed from the start, the righteous shall now inherit the whole Roshar, Retribution reigns and Honor is dead--

"People keep saying that," a familiar voice complains, and everyone turns in shock and there he is: Kaladin Stormblessed, floating in midair with the wind whipping at his hair and blue cloak that he picked up somewhere on the road from Shinovar. Not glowing, dark-eyed, but aloft nonetheless, with a silver spear in his hand and Sylphrena full-size at his side.

"I'm still alive," Syl replies, arms crossed. She, too, wears Bridge Four blue, and she has lighting in her eyes and a rainstorm in her hair (which she tosses in proud irritation). "And I'm a solid chunk of Honor, you know. I'm very respectable about it these days."

And then it's epic and Kaladin really gets a cult this time, to his immense dismay.

[mobblespsycho100]

the funniest part abt wind and truth is that Kaladin starts genuinely forming a platonic bond with Szeth and even developing a brotherly/paternal protective instinct because like. youre telling me that this guy literally went from killing him to kind of thinking hes a messy freak of a human being to "despite his heinous crimes hes just a lil guy your honor. a poor little meow meow" in the span of 10 days / even less ?? maybe the real ideal isnt "i will protect even those i hate" cause im starting to believe Kaladin cant even hate anyone. perhaps the real oaths were the friends we made along the way

[dearherondale]

I like to think most of us prefer aroace Kaladin as canon (me included) but ngl the thought of him having to go to his tippy toes to kiss leshwi after just trying to kill each other is just *chef kiss*

[blindradiant]

It’s heartbreakingly beautiful that through everything Szeth went through in his life, he never fully let go of the eleven-year-old boy who loved to dance and found free time the most beautiful thing in the world. Even when he got broken and beaten down and ground into a weapon, that boy was still in the deepest parts of him, influencing his emotions and worldview. Even when he was alone and hurting, refusing to believe that he needed help or healing, that boy was inside him, yearning for comfort. And when Kaladin asked Szeth what he wanted and got an honest answer, it was the part of him that still clung to that child that said “I want to stop hurting people. I want to be done.” And when Szeth finally finds peace and a life away from killing and destruction, he can be reunited with that young version of himself again

Don’t mind me. I’m just going to go and cry about this now

[blogfromthehill]

I can finally show off my illustration for @cosmere-mini-bang! I've been working alongside the wonderful author, Rose, to bring their fic, The Fibonacci Sequence, to life. I mostly do character portraits so it was a fun challenge to figure out how to create a full composition with backgrounds and all. It took a little over a month to finish the illustration. 33 hours in total. Illustration progression below! Please read Rose's The Fibonacci Sequence and the rest of the Cosmere Mini Bang entries at the Mini Bang Gallery.

[its-cosmerely-an-obsesh-wound]

The Stormlight sweatshirts are done! 🙌

[sweatersexual]

Adolin was not quite awake, but on some level he was aware of the shifting in bed and the panting breath of someone beside him. What did wake Adolin was the night air on his abdomen and the firm touch of a hand on his gut. Not a loving caress, not rough either, but probing, assessing.

Adolin opened his eyes, and he could see Kaladin leaning over him in the darkness. His hand kept probing along a line on Adolin's torso until he reached a spot just above Adolin's opposite hip. Kaladin's shoulders dropped then, breathing out tension in a relieved sigh.

Adolin put it together. "Thaylen oathgate again?" he asked.

"Yeah," Kaladin confirmed in a hoarse whisper. "Sorry I woke you, I just had to check."

Adolin wrapped both arms around Kaladin's back and pulled him close. He could feel Kaladin's heartbeat start to slow down after the nightmare he'd just had. "I'm okay," he reassured him. "I'm all right."

"I know," Kaladin murmured into Adolin's shoulder.

"Think you'll be able to fall back asleep?"

"Probably. Maybe. Not like this though. You're not as soft as Shallan."

Adolin smirked as he glanced toward where Shallan slept on his other side. Kaladin wouldn't be able to sleep on her in this position either. He'd be too worried about crushing her. It was adorable, really.

"You're full of crem," Adolin said fondly, letting a hand glide up to stroke Kaladin's hair.

Kaladin chuckled as he settled his full weight against Adolin, despite his words, and Adolin couldn't help but chuckle back.

Apparently this was too much for Shallan, who groaned and flung a lazy hand toward both their heads. One of her knuckles caught Adolin on the cheek. "Goslee'boys," she grumbled.

"Kaladin had a nightmare," Adolin informed her. "Don't you care?"

"Yeah. So sleep."

"Love you too," Kaladin murmured.

Shallan groaned and rolled over, snuggling up to both of them. She ran her hand along Kaladin's back.

"Mm-hmmmm," she said, settling into Adolin's other shoulder. "Now shaddup."

[diabolicalworldwriter]

there's something sadly funny about the way that Kaladin goes into literally every situation thinking "Too bad I'm not cool anymore 😔"

I mean. I get it. Depression fucks your brain up and you feel detached from yourself and any skills you have or had. The PTSD and chronic fatigue are keeping him from doing things he once managed with far less effort. And it's rather impossible to feel like you can just... do things like you used to when you're struggling at a basic level to simply be.

Still, literally everyone who knows him is like "Kaladin you're so storming cool" and he goes "They're referring to the person I was, who is dead. I'll never be cool again. I'm sorry."

The most hilarious thing? He walks into these moments, thinking 'too bad', and then he does the most objectively amazing thing possible while everyone else just watches in awe.

Kaladin, three seconds after absolutely changing everyone's outlook on life: Aw, it's too bad the person I just was died again. Guess I have to find something else to be cuz I sure can't pull that off anymore.

[cosmereplay]

I'm rereading Elantris and thinking about similarities between Sarene and Adolin:

Considered embarrassingly old to still be unmarried (mid-twenties); Adolin was forced to import a potential bride and Sarene was forced to export herself as a bride, both times to someone they hadn't laid eyes on yet.

OH ALSO both of their failures in courtship sound ludicrous. No man in Teod wants to marry the princess because she's tall and outspoken? Seriously? No woman in Alethkar can stand Adolin, cousin to the king? Really? As the Americans say, come on.

Forced to spend time in a bloodthirsty court that they hate, with people who hate them

Love swords and duelling

Trained diplomats

Blond(e)

[stew4]

The best part of stormlight modern aus is thinking about all the different bridge four incarnations.

school club? Dance team? Literally any kind of sport team? Factory workers? Apartment floor? Diner workers? Backstage crew? Just some guys?

someone has thought it

[sorchasolas]

Everyone should send me their favorite Kaladin fic/THEIR Kaladin fic

[tanoraqui]

I keep cracking up thinking about Szeth and Nightblood spending these next ten years building a moral code together, both of them for the first time, in an endless series of conversations that a) looks like Szeth talking to nothing, and b) inevitably sounds like something out of a religious parable.

Szeth knelt beside the corpse of a sheep - or what remained of a corpse. Upon his inspection, it was mostly wool and bones, and drying blood. We will kill whoever did this, right? asked the black sword upon his back. Emi was good! Whatever killed her must be evil. "It was only a wolf, sword-nimi," Szeth replied. "But, yes. This is the third sheep this month. We must hunt it down and kill it, lest it destroy our hosts' whole flock one by one." Why does it matter if it was a wolf? Nightblood asked. It killed someone who was good. That is evil! "It was only doing what wolves do," said Szeth. He considered for a moment, to put word to that which most humans know instinctively. "Wolves cannot be evil, nor can sheep, for they are not intelligent enough to know the difference. They only react to their own instincts and desires - in this case, hunger. True evil requires knowledge of one's crime, or the capacity for such knowledge." Szeth, you said you weren't going to kill anyone anymore unless they were evil, Nightblood reminded him. You are not a tool! Again, the soldier-turned-shepherd gave this appropriate consideration. "No," he said at last, "but I am a person, willingly beholden to my hosts and my people. The laws of animals say that the strong and hungry shall consume the weak, as this wolf has done. But the laws of men- of righteous men, and righteous Singers, say that the strong shall protect the weak, and that a person has the right to defend their own livelihood and life. We, too, need mutton to live, and wool and milk. The sheep are, in this way, tools. The wolf is not evil for killing them, but nor is it good - it is only a wolf. And it threatens, in its hunger, those to whom I owe service twice over. So I shall kill it, and hopefully its fur will warm them as well as Emi's wool might have next spring."

[sailorspren]

Fics about Elhokar and gender

@nattimusrex asked, so here's a little list of fics about Elhokar and gender identity/gender expression!

An Early Ideal, An Unexpected Truth by @trishyeves

Shallan helps Elhokar realize she’s trans, and from there Elhokar’s life takes a significantly different path from canon (spoiler: she lives!). Featuring Elhokar/Azure, wholesome Kholin family interactions, and Shallan/Adolin on the side with nonbinary!Adolin. 17,325 words, rated Teen.

It also has two wonderful short sequels that can be read as stand-alone:

A Revealing Demonstration, A Restrained Indulgence (2,427 words, rated Explicit, wholesome Elhokar/Azure smut)

and A Fumbled Question, A Comforting Embrace (561 words, Rated Teen, Elhokar/Azure hurt/comfort)

Trish generally has many beautiful transfem and nonbinary stormlight fics

I am King by @gnckholin

A heart-wrenching character study where trans woman!Elhokar reflects on her past and comes to some important realizations, while bleeding to death on the Kholinar palace floor. This fic made me cry. 1,819 words, rated Teen.

The Hotel Song by @chasmborn

A sweet, lovely Kaladin/Elhokar story with nonbinary!Elhokar. Kaladin comforts Elhokar and helps him explore gender identity and presentation. 1441 words, Rated Teen

And a few by yours truly (I think a LOT about Elhokar and gender. Can you tell)

The Glamorous Adventures of Gilded Gloria by @sailorspren

A modern AU where Elhokar and Shallan are drag queens and best friends. Elhokar gets to thrive on stage and have fulfilling friendships as well as disastrous queer relationship drama. This fic also has amazing art by @cosmereplay. 8,426 words, Rated Teen. 

Off the Cuff by @sailorspren

Navani and Elhokar have a well-needed heart to heart about gender roles, family trauma, and how much of an asshole Gavilar was. Navani and Design encourage Elhokar to experiment with gender presentation. 1,933 words, Rated General.

A Moment's Respite by @sailorspren

Elhokar and Skar hook up in the Kholinar mission, comfort each other and talk about gender. Skar is trans, Elhokar is figuring things out. 2,100 words, Rated Mature

I’ve also got a few fics where Elhokar is nonbinary/nonconforming but the fic isn’t specifically about their gender, such as:

House Meeting (2,593 words, rated Mature, comedy fic where Elhokar, Moash and Szeth are vampire roommates)

Lighthearted Lightweavings (1,704 words, rated General, friendship fluff where Shallan and Elhokar lightweave together and talk about boys)

Werewolf Boy (2,450 words, rated Explicit, wholesome porn where nonbinary!Elhokar and transmasc!Moash fuck nasty with a werewolf dildo)

This is everything I could think of, if anyone knows any other relevant fics - do tell!!

[stormscience]

Crackfic - Szeth Gets an Axehound

Kaladin gives Szeth a therapy axehound. Szeth cannot find a polite way to tell him that he finds his new pet horrifying.

Gift for @blindradiant

[nevertheless-moving]

aromantic/asexual Kaladin. Shallan/Adolin mad horny.

once they realize he's sincerely not interested they back off (not sure if he ever noticed them coming on in the first place) and just, you know, sometimes fantasize. Not making it his problem. maybe they talk with eachother about how unreasonably hot he is, it's ok they're married, if there's anyone you decompress with about inappropriate horniness its your spouse. Not sure who breaks first and pitches the idea of, ah, bedroom lightweaving. But would he be mad? or worse, hurt? It's not like he'd ever find out...but storms what if he did? is it wrong even if he never knows? Can we ask for permission? Would it be worse to ask?? It would so much worse to ask.

I wrote it. They ask. Shockingly wholesome.