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Watching the person he admired the most drown in sadness and frustration after one of the worst shifts of her life almost broke him. He wanted to reach out, to pick up the pieces of her heart and fix them.
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Completely Reasonable by morai_thoughts
Fandoms: Stormlight Archive - Brandon Sanderson, Cosmere - Brandon Sanderson
16 Feb 2025
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“I’m not jealous, I’m being absolutely reasonable.”
The man stirred his drink slowly, watching as the goddess in front of him distracted the guests— smiling, completely at ease. The anxious woman that once fretted about taking her role as the royal princess, now gone.
It’s fine.
Totally fine.
After all, life at Alethkar's court made all these protocol extravagances seem like child's play to Jasnah.
But do they need to laugh that much? Do they need to touch her shoulder like that?
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- Part 3 of Fluffy Cosmere Oneshots
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Cryptic got your tongue? by morai_thoughts
Fandoms: Stormlight Archive - Brandon Sanderson, Cosmere - Brandon Sanderson
12 Aug 2024
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Wit couldn't be liked, despite their many dialectical battles, but she had always noticed a sweet side to the way he interacted with others. The man, so sharp and biting in his words, seemed to hide a warmer side
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- Part 2 of Fluffy Cosmere Oneshots
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Jasnah deals with the loss of his brother and Hoid is there to help her.
“What if I'm never enough.”
It was a whisper, she didn't even pretend to say it, it just happened. All those memories, all the feelings she had tried to lock away came crashing down her walls.
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- Part 1 of Fluffy Cosmere Oneshots
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Fluffy Cosmere Oneshots by morai_thoughts
Fandom Cosmere - Brandon Sanderson, Stormlight Archive - Brandon Sanderson
16 Feb 2025
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Samira Mohan is very good at taking care of other people. She is significantly worse at taking care of herself. She can't afford to.
As their relationship deepens, she watches as a medical crisis shatters their carefully maintained boundaries, revealing how much they’ve come to rely on each other when everything falls apart.
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05 Jul 2026
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“Heh, sadly my pedestrian status isn’t by choice. My car croaked a few weeks ago and I haven’t found the energy to shop for a new one. I got it used and it lasted me eight years, so can’t cry about it.”
Her chest and cheeks are heating up, which is par for the course. She’s been deliberating asking to be transferred to the night shift for months now, but seeing Abbot for the handful of minutes while they’re switching off is humiliating enough. Even this boring snippet of small talk is activating the hairs on her arms. Her last proper crush was in med school, and the recipient equally problematic. But this will pass, like the rest. Crushes are like stomach bugs. You accept the pain, feel a bit sorry for yourself, and trust your body to handle it.
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02 Jul 2026
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He picked the phone back up and pressed it to his ear.
“Good night, Samira.”
He hadn’t intended it. His voice was still gravelly from stolen sleep. The lowered volume to accommodate the closeness of the microphone. The good night of it all, the last words offered to a person at the end of the day, reserved for the last person they see—it was devastatingly intimate.
Jack Abbot was no coward. So he had no earthly explanation for why he snapped his cell phone shut with a sound so sharp the cat slunk from the bedroom, before he could hear what she might have said back.
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Jack finds Samira's phone number in his flip phone.
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- Part 1 of y2k mohabbot
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30 Jun 2026
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Jack must have caught Samira’s sideways glances at the root-like scar now visible through the deep v of his top and smiled tightly. “Shark attack. Never know what animals are out there on Lake Michigan.” Keeping a straight face until the tight furrow of Samira’s brow became too earnest for him to keep up his ruse, Jack nudged her shoulder with his and snorted. “I’m kidding Mohan. Souvenir from a mortar shell in Kandahar. I promise, it didn’t hurt as much as it looks.”
“Oh! I don’t think it looks painful. It looks cool, kinda like it’s a map line on your body.” It wasn’t until Samira looked up from the tablet that she was typing her notes into that she caught Jack’s smirk, his green eyes playful under the unforgiving lighting of the exam room. “A map line…never had residual shrapnel described in that way before.” Samira felt her cheeks flare in embarrassment and fear, praying to the Gods that she hadn’t just shot her medical career in the foot by ogling a war injury of her attending.
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30 Jun 2026
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Pope holds out his hand to her. In his palm is a bolt, stainless steel, hexagonal head. Anodized a warm, dark brown, made to match the safe it was attached to.
She takes it and turns it over, brow furrowed. "What is this?"
"A bolt."
"I can— I can see that much. Why are you giving me a bolt?"
He likes how it looks in her hand. "It’s the same color as your eyes."
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Pope Cody likes Samira Mohan very much and is going to do some breaking and entering about it.
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29 Jun 2026