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official-kenralie-fanbase · 1 year

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You Are Not Alone

Here's a fic I wrote for Gradaline week! Fun fact: It's an edited version of the very first KOTLC fanfiction I ever wrote! (Also, this is *technically* for Day Five: Anger/Ruin, so... ignore the fact that it's a day late.) @gradaline-week

Summary: When Jolie died, Grady and Edaline had no one to turn to but each other. Now, when tragedy strikes again, Edaline knows what it's like to feel alone in your grief.

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Content warnings for discussions of grief

Edaline's memories of those horrid nights only grew more vivid with time.

She remembered Grady's quiet sobs as he lay beside her, his haggard, weary face, his ever-present anger. The two of them huddled together, against the world and against the gaping hole of loss and grief that threatened to swallow them whole.

They'd had no one.

Juline and Kesler tried, of course, more than anyone else, but even they didn't really understand what they were going through. Everyone was sympathetic, but no one knew. "We're terribly sorry for your loss," they'd say with downcast eyes and hushed voices. People acted as if the Ruewens' tragedy was contagious, and by looking at them, something just as awful would happen to them. People tiptoed around them, treating them delicately, like they'd break with too loud of a word or too bright of a color.

And there had been times that Edaline felt like she would.

It felt like color had vanished from her life. She didn't see the beauty of Havenfield that she always had noticed before. The world was black and white, dull and grey, nothing like the happiness she'd felt when Jolie was around.

But at least she had Grady.

She'd never forget how they'd clung to one another in the middle of the night, buried too deeply in their grief to say anything, simply holding onto each other like lifelines.

Edaline would have crumbled if it weren't for him. They were both holding on by threads, but somehow, it felt more bearable when they were both on the edge of falling apart.

That was how they made it through those fifteen years. Isolating themselves from the people who didn't understand, growing closer to the only other person who did.

Sophie's presence was a healing balm Edaline hadn't expected, putting the broken pieces of her and Grady back together so slowly, she didn't notice it was happening at first.

Slowly, color began to seep back into her life. She noticed the red and purple flowers growing in the garden, the beautiful bronzed brown of Sophie's eyes, the deep green of the grass, and the tossing, wild blue of the ocean beneath. Gradually, Edaline and Grady began to smile again. There were still times that they clung to each other in the middle of the night, trying to ignore how similar Sophie and Jolie were. But the aching, pulsing pain of grief that had been her constant companion for years began to fade.

Everything was supposed to be beautiful now.

But then the disastrous healing arrived, and she watched as someone else's life was drained of color.

Edaline numbly stood at the funeral, her hand in Grady's as they watched the tree planted. The Councillors stood watching with stoic expressions, their faces all the same mask of acceptance.

All except for one. Slowly, Edaline's focus shifted away from the funeral rites, a process she'd gone through two too many times, and to the person standing among the Councillors that wore an expression with which she was all too familiar. Oralie's eyes were tear-stained and red, her expression dazed as she looked into the distance.

Edaline wondered how the world was looking for her. Could she see the bright red leaves of the sapling growing before them? Or for her, was it simply another reminder of what she'd lost? Another piece of her life that would never be the same again? All throughout the rest of the day, she kept wondering about poor heartbroken Oralie, drowning in her own grief, thinking there was no one who could pull her from the waves.

Right then, Edaline made a decision.

When Jolie died, she'd had Grady to lean on. They'd both been shells of themselves, their broken pieces breaking more with every passing day, but they'd had each other. Edaline knew that Grady was the only reason she was standing here today, and not catatonic somewhere in a darkened room with an irreparably broken mind.

But Oralie had absolutely no one. No one who would understand her grief. No one who she could lean on. They'd all say they were sorry, give her sympathetic smiles and tender pats on the shoulder, but no one would actually know.

For a second, she hesitated as the plan formed itself in her mind. She was going to approach a Councillor, after all, and basically accuse her of breaking a major law. The fact that the Councillor who was grieving and the Councillor who'd died had been in love was common knowledge, but still dangerous. Maybe it would be better if she simply stayed out of it. After all, with all the drama from the planting and the upcoming election, she didn't even know if there would be time. Maybe her presence would just be an inconvenience.

But she remembered the painful, heart-wrenching grief she’d felt in the days surrounding Jolie’s death. She thought of the long, sleepless nights she and Grady had spent clutching one another and mourning over their daughter’s loss. No one understood. Everyone gave their condolences and said how sorry they were, but no one really got it.

Grady had been the reason she hadn't lost her mind. He'd understood when no one else did. Without him, Edaline didn't want to think about where she'd be now.

Now she had the option to be that person for someone else. The person she’d needed when Jolie died, who knew how it felt to lose someone you loved with your entire heart.

Maybe by being someone who knew what it was like, actually knew, she'd help Oralie start to bring color back into her life. That gaping hole of loss would always be there. For her and Grady, and for Oralie. But the wounds would scab, and though they would leave scars, life had to keep moving on. That was a truth Edaline wished she'd known at the time.

So, without a second thought, she whispered “Eternalia”, and leaped away.

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crymeariveronceagain · 2 years

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Can you write something where Grady and Edaline use modern slang incorrectly to annoy Sophie? Like Grady says, "Sophie, your mom is yeeting bae for dinner" or something like that XD Thanks

Grady knew he'd done something right when his fifteen-year-old daughter looked at him like he'd told her the stars were made of cheese.

"What did you say?" Sophie asked, sounding terrified and appalled. "I don't think I heard you right."

"Your mom is yeeting bae for dinner."

Grady's daughter's eyes went wide and she covered her mouth in a sort of shock. "Dad... dad, what do you think that means?"

Grady shrugged. "It's one of those salty sentence enhancer words. The ones you just put in to make your sentences extra mood."

"Oh my stars, Dad. Please. No." She looked half-panicked. "You can't just throw those in, they have distinct meanings, and it's really--"

He was trying not to laugh. "I just think they're periodt."

"Dad. Stop. Please."

"Why can't I use the same words as you and your friends do all the time?"

"We don't use them like that!"

"Mood, honestly."

"NO."

"No cap, you mean?"

"FATHER I AM BEGGING YOU STOP THIS."

"What's going on?" Edaline stuck her head out of the door. "I can hear you two yelling from the kitchen."

"Mom," Sophie said, sounding pained. "Please tell Dad he can't say those words."

"What words?"

"Teenager slang! He's not using it right?"

Edaline looked at Grady. Grady grinned at her and tried to mentally communicate what his wife should do. Edaline's lips twitched, and her eyes sparkled.

Ah, the telepathic communication available to those who have been married for over 300 years.

"What," his wife said, and Grady was so in love with her, "You don't want him to say, "Wow, you really slay yeet, bae"?"

Sophie's jaw dropped in terror. "Yeah, he can't say that!"

"I think it's dope lit on fleek," Grady said, grinning at his wife like she hung the moon and the stars. She honestly could have with the way she was looking at him, bright and happy and freaking their little girl out with how outdated they could sound if they trited.

"It sounds fine to me."

"MOM!"

"Grady, I made that Gucci recipe tonight. It's full of yeety shook brat-tails."

"My bae," Grady answered.

Sophie made an unholy screeching noise. "I'm not sticking around here if you two are going to talk like that. Goodnight."

"Lowkey be back in time for Netflix and Chill, my sus Karen!"

Sophie screeched again, this time more disturbed. "Goodbye!"

"Bye Felicia!"

"NO."

She light leaped away, not looking back once.

Grady turned to his wife and kissed her cheek. "I love annoying our daughter. It's so easy."

His wife smirked. "She takes after you, Love."

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

His wife shot him a look.

Grady snorted, understanding, then, and then they went inside, and had dinner.

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everliving-everblaze · 3 years

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A while back I temporarily opened requests for non-romantic prompts, and @gardens-of-everglen asked this:

I originally wrote it, but then abandoned it to work on the coffee shop AU (and also because I thought it was terrible). Fast forward three months, and... well, at least I’m committed!

Trigger warnings: Fire, smoke, death.

Electric Blue

Jolie still hadn’t come home.

It wasn’t like that was unusual, but that wasn’t going to stop Grady from waiting. And trying to stop himself from running after her.

He rubbed his eyes and turned to the clock on the wall, which displayed “2:12” in electric blue letters.

If Jolie didn’t come home soon, he would go to Brant’s and look for her. But Jolie would be fine. She had to be.

He shifted, the wooden kitchen chair beginning to make his body ache.

His mind flashed back to what Edaline had told him earlier that day. Jolie told me that she thinks it’s time to “walk away.” I hope this isn’t about the wedding, after all she’s fought for it.

Grady… he thought something more sinister was going on than wedding worries.

And Jolie would only be willing to walk away if she, or the people she loved, were in grave danger.

Jolie disappeared nearly every day and came home smelling like smoke, her eyes bleary and her muscles quaking. He wished he could follow her and knock down anyone in her way. But things weren’t that simple.

Minutes ticked by. Jolie still hadn’t come home. Maybe she had just gone to Brant’s. She was there often these days, preparing for the wedding. And she had been out later than this before,

Maybe it’s time to walk away, Jolie whispered in his mind, tears staining her cheeks. So in need of his protection…

Ten more minutes passed, and Grady’s patience was up. He knew he was being unreasonable, but he… just had to know that she was okay.

He had a crystal that went directly to Brant’s house. He had insisted on one, of course.

He trotted up a flight of stairs and slowly slid the engraved door open, a crack of light appearing on the bed. Edaline stirred. He slowly crept forward and grabbed his boots from a nearby chair.

“Grady?” Edaline mumbled sleepily. “What’re you doing? Come to sleep.”

The soft bed and Edaline’s open arms were inviting, but Grady had more important things on his mind.

“I’m going to check on Jolie,” he whispered. “Going to visit Brant’s.”

Edaline’s eyes widened. “Why?”

“She’s still not home,” he told her, sliding a boot on. “I’m just going to make sure everything is okay.”

“Mm, can take care of herself,” Edaline murmured sleepily. “Doesn’t need your help.”

Grady growled. “I don’t care. I’m going over.”

Edaline slowly took in a breath and sat up. “I’m coming too.”

He tensed. “There’s no need. I’m sure everything’s fine.”

“Then why are you going?” she countered.

He grunted. “Fine. But hurry.”

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It was too late in the day to light leap normally, so Grady had to enlist a gnome to point a flashlight in the right direction. Luckily, the gnomes were up all night, and they were happy to lend a hand.

He took a breath and stepped into the beam of light with Edaline, expecting to arrive at a two-story crystal castle, dark in the night.

Then a wave of heat slapped him in the face.

He crouched defensively, desperately looking around.

Fire.

Adrenaline kicked in, his heart rate rocketing. He shoved Edaline back. “Stay here.”

Edaline seized up, already going pale, and grabbed his arm in an iron grip. “Don’t you dare.”

“Our daughter could be in there!” he yelled. “She could be dying!”

A strangled noise came from behind him, like a sob crossed with a flaradon screech. He whipped around to see Brant.

He lay in a small pond, mostly submerged. His flesh was mangled, dark burns deep and blistering on his face and arm.

Edaline let out a cry, and Grady surged toward Brant, dropping to one knee.

“What happened?” he asked urgently. “Brant, where is Jolie? Where is she?”

“Fire,” Brant rasped, a shiver convulsing him. “Was inside… we were talking… and fire. Everywhere. Barely got out alive. The dinosaurs must’ve set it… the dinosaurs.” He sobbed. “They’re chasing me! They’re going to get me!”

Grady reared back. “What do you mean, the dinosaurs? Get ahold of yourself! Where is my daughter?”

“Gone.” Brant curled himself tighter into a ball. “In there. Gone. The dinosaurs started a fire… swooped in…”

Grady couldn’t listen to a word more. He whipped around, running back toward the building. Edaline saw him coming and lunged for him, Imparter in hand, blocking his path.

“I can’t lose you too,” she whispered, sweat rolling down her face.

Grady froze, staring at the electric blue flames.

This was all his fault.

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I hope you enjoyed! (Or suffered?)

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theunmappedstar · 4 years

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we all rlly hoped for all this stuff in legacy like more biana, gradaline, etc, but none of this rlly happened and it was basically just full of plot points and events, no wholesome scenes like we wanted. we can be mad at shannon for not including this stuff, OR we can take a second to realize that, shannon HAS to put all of these plot points and events in, and rlly doesn't have room for this wholesome stuff because the books are big enough as it is. which is sad if you think about it :(

yes, indeed! we can choose to be sour about it, or we can choose to be happy with what we were given in legacy! i saw some very wholesome moments that were beautiful, in my opinion.

and while it is true that shannon does not have time to write a ton of scenes like that into the plotline, that just means we can take our own twist on it! that’s the wonders of fanfiction, headcanons, art, and so much more! that’s what she is leaving open to us – we have full creative liberty to create content based off of what she provides us with.

if she fulfilled all our wants, where would the creators be?

would i go feral for some platonic sodex and sophitz? yes.

would i love seeing more of the familial dynamic of the dizznees? absolutely.

but that’s the beauty of the canonical absence/vagueness – i can take that building block into my own hands and create my own castle.

#kotlc #legacy #asks #my asks #this wasn't meant as snappy! sorry if it came off as rude #just tryna give a positive spin on it : )#ask me anything #theunmappedstar asks

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everliving-everblaze · 4 years

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KotLC Writing Masterlist

Currently writing: Fitzphie coffee shop AU

Thanks for stopping by! This list is organized by category and then length, longest to shortest. My favorites have an asterisk (*) next to them.

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Originals - AO3

*Medieval AU | Mainly platonic; Fitzphie epilogue | Chaptered | 19.3k | The first book, rewritten so that it takes place in medieval times and condensed to the necessary pieces.

First Choice | Sokeefe (kind of) | Angst oneshot | 1.5k | Sophie is now matchable; Keefe finds out about her new relationship with Fitz.

Alchemy and Empathy | Destina (Dex x Stina) | Oneshot, possibly will be continued | 0.8k | Dex and Stina make a deal.

*Shatter | Platonic Sokeefe | Hurt/comfort oneshot | 0.6k | Keefe’s reaction to Sophie’s kidnapping in the first book (and her return).

*An Alicorn Keeper’s Best Friend | Fluff oneshot | 0.6k | Jurek meets Luna and Wynn for the first time.

More Than Cognates | Fitzphie | Fluff oneshot | 0.5k | Sophie confesses her feelings to Fitz. Takes place between Lodestar and Nightfall.

A Game of Best Quest | Platonic Keefitz | Fluff oneshot | 0.5k | Keefe and Fitz play base quest.

A Second Chance | Therapy oneshot | 0.4k | Fitz in therapy after the events of Exile.

True Family | Sokeefe | Fluff oneshot | 0.4k | Keefe and Sophie bake together.

Stars and Friendship | Platonic Solinh | Fluff oneshot | 0.3k | Sophie and Linh go star bottling.

A Dress to Be Remembered | Oneshot | 0.3k | Biana prepares for her first Winnnowing Gala.

The Girl | Oneshot | 0.2k | Bullhorn wonders about the girl that often comes to the Healing Center.

*Linh’s Pendant | Missing scene oneshot | 0.2k | Linh has been banished from the Lost Cities. How does she react?

Goodbye | Missing scene oneshot | 0.2k | Calla changes forms

Grief | Fitzphie (one-sided) | Angst oneshot | 0.2k | Fitz’s reaction to Sophie’s kidnapping in the first book.

Requests - Tumblr

Is Base Quest Training? | Fluff oneshot | 1.1k | Some classic whole-squad base quest

Trauma Doesn’t Forget | Fitzphie | Hurt/comfort oneshot | 0.7k | Sophie struggles with nightmares, and ends up going through her scrapbook with Fitz.

I Told My Heart No | Elwin x Oralie | Oneshot | 0.6k | Oralie finds out that Elwin is Sophie’s biological father, and they begin to fall in love.

*Broken But Belonging | Dadwin | Hurt/comfort oneshot | 0.5k | Keefe snaps at Elwin and thinks he’s ruined everything, but Elwin won’t let him go that easily.

Book Date | Fitzphie | Fluff oneshot | 0.5k | Sophie and Fitz try to find each other’s new favorite book.

*Then Trust This | Fitzphie | Fluff oneshot | 0.4k | The Flashback Fitzphie kiss, uninterrupted

Lucky | Sokeefe | Fluff oneshot | 0.4k | Sokeefe with kids

Kiss or Dance | Sokeefe | Fluff oneshot | 0.4k | Keefe tries to teach Sophie to dance (but they get distracted)

Hogwarts AU | Angst oneshot | 0.4k | A little drabble of what Fitz and Sophie’s first encounter might have looked like in the setting of Harry Potter.

Aura Foster | Fitzphie | Fluff oneshot | 0.3k | Fitzphie as parents (esp. Fitz as a dad)

Christmas | Fluff oneshot | 0.3k | Sophie misses Christmas, so her friends throw her a party.

What If | Fitzphie | Fluff oneshot | 0.3k | Coffee shop AU (beginning of a longer fic)

Bake It Better | Tiana | Hurt/comfort oneshot | 0.3k | Biana and Tam baking after Tam is upset

*Let Me Go | Fitzphie | Hurt/comfort(?) oneshot | 0.24k | Sophie and Fitz get into an argument.

Council “Meeting” | Fluff oneshot | 0.23k | The Council debates snack choice instead of getting work done.

Can I Make You Mine | Fitzphie | Fluff oneshot | 0.22k | Fitzphie wedding

A Gentle Heart | Gradaline (a bit) | Fluffy and angsty oneshot | 0.2k | Opening the Havenfield sanctuary (ft. some Jolie angst)

Frosting Cookies | Dexiana | Fluff oneshot | 0.2k | Dex and Biana frost cookies together.

*What’s A Disappointment | Platonic sokeefe | Hurt/comfort | 0.19k | Sophie and Keefe as kids.

*To Hold You In My Arms Again | Fitzphie | Fluff oneshot | 0.17k | Post-Legacy; the pair meets up after a long day to spend a few moments together.

Water Flows | Poem | 0.1k | A climbing syllables ABAB poem, focused around the idea of Linh being in the Neverseen.

Bits and Pieces - Tumblr

Very short pieces, kind of “excerpts from fanfictions I will never write.” Sorted by popularity at time of creating this list.

I Promise - Sokeefe proposal (53 notes)

I Couldn’t - Fitz angst (27 notes)

I Told You - Married Sokeefe (23 notes)

*Whispers of a Promise - Fitzphie proposal (19 notes)

*Unnamed - Keefe angst (18 notes)

You Were First - Married Fitzphie (10 notes)

Unnamed - Keefe death (10 notes)

#I finally finished this!#kotlc #writing masterlist #masterlist #pinned #kotlc fanfiction #fanfiction #my writing #sokeefe #sophitz #tiana #fitzphie #team foster-keefe #sophitz positivity

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