When the Looping Started, by AddrianaStarflower
Rating:
Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warnings:
Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Major Character Death
Categories:
F/F
F/M
Fandom:
Fablehaven Series - Brandon Mull
Relationships:
Ronodin/Kendra Sorenson
Lena Burgess/Patton Burgess
Characters:
Kendra Sorenson
Seth Sorenson
Ruth Sorenson
Stan Sorenson
Vanessa Santoro
Tanugatoa "Tanu" Dufu
The Fairy Queen (Fablehaven)
The Underking (Fablehaven)
Basically everyone in the series - Character
Ronodin (Fablehaven)
Bracken (Fablehaven)
Humbuggle (Fablehaven)
Tess (Fablehaven)
Grippa (Fablehaven)
Additional Tags:
End of Dragonwatch book 2 canon divergence
Groundhog Day
Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
Time Travel Fix-It
This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think
Navarog surprisingly isn’t a jerk
Time travel is funky
Time-travel adventure
Timeline? What Timeline?
Lack of Following Canon Rules and Logic
Crack Treated Seriously
Hurt/Comfort
(if you’re looking for the comfort you’ll be here a while)
Slow Burn
It's very slow
I promise we’ll get there eventually
just wait
Wacky Adventures with Time
enemies to allies to friends to lovers
Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
No Beta we die like Coulter
Slow To Update
Language: English
First two chapters are out now!
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I posted a new fic that explores Marla and Scott Sorenson’s experience from losing their daughter, being kidnapped, forcibly educated about magic, and finally reuniting with their family.
It will be three chapters and end up about 10k words.
It’s been really fun to write!
Here is an excerpt:
Silence filled the house. The TV sat dormant, pots and pans did not clang, and there was no bickering over the remote. Just Marla alone on the couch.
The peace and quiet she had always prayed for.
It was 6 o’clock on a Sunday. Normally, dinner would be takeout from the steakhouse downtown as Marla had always maintained that a day of rest meant no cooking. She would force the kids to eat dinner at the table, and Kendra would stress out about an assignment she had due the next day while Seth flung peas at her. Inevitably, someone would yell and the other would storm out of the room.
Marla would be pulling her hair out trying to get them to settle down and wishing that, for just once, their house could be peaceful and quiet and not full of bickering and loud noises.
She had gotten her wish.
Her house was silent.
It only took burying her baby girl under six feet of muddy dirt, and shipping her son off to her in-laws.
Great. Amazing. This was exactly what she had prayed for.
No tears fell. She just stared at the floor.
Scott was somewhere. She didn’t know. Probably grief counseling or the grocery store. Either way, Marla couldn’t seem to care enough to remember.
She was a passive participant in life at the moment. It was better that way. If she had to go back in the stream of things—back to “normal”—she’d have to have quiet Sunday dinners.
No, it was better when nothing happened at all.
The train horn interrupted her line of thoughts. It was a faithful thing that she disliked. It came every night at eleven pm. She could never get to sleep when she wanted because the blasted horn would wake her up.
While in some crevice of Marla’s brain, she registered the oddness of Scott staying out past eleven, she couldn’t stop the onslaught of grief that prevented her from thinking about anything but her baby girl. It wouldn’t be right to go about her day without Kendra on her mind. To Marla, that was the final goodbye she dreaded. The point when she forgot about her baby girl.
Ironically, the funeral had offered the briefest reprieve in her thoughts as she had to sort money around and calculate coffin costs—monotonous, mindless things.
But, the funeral had already occurred a few days ago. Well, at least Marla thought it was a few days ago. Not much recently had been cataloged in her memory.
All she knew was that there was a new headstone in the cemetery and that her baby girl was under it.
Parents weren’t supposed to grieve for their kids. That wasn’t the deal Marla had made with God when she conceived.
Motherhood was supposed to be the most amazing thing in the world. God-given. And it was, at times. But, this was never supposed to be part of it.
Why did God take her baby girl?
The priest had tried to explain to her. Euphemisms ran into mantras ran into the most meaningless crap she’d ever heard.
Their family went to church every Sunday. They praised God. They said grace before every meal. Marla had sat on her knees every night like a good girl and prayed for her family.
Her baby girl taken from her. Who did it?
The private detective didn’t know. She didn’t know. Her son didn’t know. The coroner had sent a report with confusing details, but then the next day, sent a clean bill of death.
A stroke.
Marla guessed that was it. A stroke of luck. Something no one could predict but God. Bad karma.
Scott tried to pull her to the grief-counseling meetings. It didn’t work. She didn’t want to feel these feelings and live with them. She wanted them gone!
She wanted Kendra back. She wanted her children.
Pain constricted her chest and she couldn’t breathe anymore.
It was like this now. She got sudden pains and constrictions she had used to associate with sadness and anger, but she no longer felt those feelings.
It was all nothing.
There was a knock at the door.
How late was it? Eleven? Well, who cared. Time didn’t matter anymore.
Obligated, Marla approached and peeked through the peep-hole.
There was a skinny looking man holding tupperware. He looked around and then knocked again.
Oh, well. As Marla sighed and opened the door, she was faintly aware of the consternation she would have had a week ago if she had answered the door with unwashed hair, pajamas, and days-old makeup. She couldn’t imagine ever thinking those thoughts again.
“What do you want?”
The man smiled understandingly at her and held out his container. “I’m sorry for your loss. Kendra was an amazing student. I brought a home-cooked meal for you and your husband.”
Marla squinted at him. He must’ve been one of Kendra’s teachers, but she didn’t recognize him. But, that didn’t mean much. Kendra had had six teachers. This could be the one Marla could never remember the name of.
She took the Tupperware and nodded her head in thanks. It was the most she could do, because she didn’t want to talk to him at all.
“Have a good night. If you need anything, I can have the school organize a drive.”
“That’s alright. Take care.”
Marla closed the door and opened the container. It smelled good.
A week ago, if Marla had suddenly received an influx of meals from the community, she would have kept meticulous count and ate them in the order she had received them as to avoid spoilage.
But, Marla was different now so she slid down the door frame to a seated position and used her hands to eat the chicken wings.
As she tore off the skin with her teeth, she tried to place the flavor. She liked Buffalo, but this wasn’t that. It wasn’t bad, it was just different.
Before she began eating, she hadn’t realized how hungry she was. It made sense, though. She hadn’t eaten since she had woken up, and that had been a long time ago.
Her original intention to share with her husband faded as she finished the last of the wings. Her fingers were sticky and she simply licked the sauce off, another thing she would never have done a week ago.
As she set the container aside, she resumed her meaningless staring. Exhaustion began to tug at her eyelids, and she had no will to deny it. She slumped against the wall and closed her eyes.
There was a knock at the door and then another, but by then, she was too tired to move. And by the time the door opened and the skinny man stepped in, Marla was gone to the world.
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i'm sure it's been said but i feel like both Raxtus and Ronodin can be argued as "the only gay kid in the family and consequently shunned/rejected" and it's like. so weird bc Mull is so Mormon he'd probably rather eat his shorts than even acknowledge the possible existence of gays but
i mean. Raxtus literally has a fairy form. he's a fairy dragon.
Ronodin was just emo lol
and they both get so thoroughly rejected and sidelined by their families their whole lives and it turns Raxtus into an awkward but basically decent guy who runs back to the approval of his family once he's performed masculinity/violence enough to be accepted, only to then realize that he's basically just being used and still not fully trusted/accepted and having to betray them to save his real friends
(who sadly are probably actually homophobic but that's ok bc they're not dragon-phobic so that works out for him)
while Ronodin's like "fuck it. chaos and murder then!" and can you really blame him? he spent his entire life trying to conform to the "right" (in this case, Light) way of life, started spending time with the outgroup and learned to question things, then was told he was "too corrupt" to remain in his home
like. the symbolism is right there.
it's so funny, because sure Raxtus isn't a bad guy, but Ronodin definitely is and he pretty much gets sent to a type of hell at the end of Dragonwatch
and while Raxtus gets kind of a happy ending, like, him becoming an effective killer in a war and being accepted by his dad for being Good At Murder in the first Fablehaven series is presented as a happy ending. if Celebrant didn't wind up being the main villain for Dragonwatch, that probably would've been the end of it! gay kid learns how to soldier and is finally accepted by his homophobic family bc he's finally aggressive enough for them to love him
(i mean i have MANY issues with Celebrant being the main villain later and the reasons he's framed as bad but like. that's a separate rant lol)
the queer reading is right there. but also it's very bad and you can tell completely unintentional. or at the very least highly repressed. idk man i don't look into Mull as a personal individual bc i doubt i'll like what i see and i don't care that much but Dragonwatch was SO MUCH MORE MORMON than Fablehaven already was and it's so weird, seeing the fingerprints of it all over.
i feel like he either has a new editor or he's been doing this for long enough and sold enough books that he has the clout to veto changes made by editors or SOMETHING, bc i feel like? he's gotten worse?? and more unfiltered?? that or something happened and he's like. even more religious than before or something idk
like fablehaven was just kinda generic/bland fantasy with some fun ideas for magic items/powers/one sentence character premises, with just a hint of sus Mormon ideology, and then Dragonwatch just went. Full Mormon.
but then there's somehow even more weirdly queer shit. like. he's repressing so hard he's approaching queer from the other side??
idk man i wish this deeply mediocre man's writing wasn't a formative piece of middle school reading, leading to me still giving more of a shit than i really should over questionable children's literature now
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Things that are currently in my writing agenda and a rough idea of where they place on importance
Multiamory March Prompts
NWWNW: Regaining Kindness
NWWNW: Regaining Kindness [13th Doctor Edition]
Knowledge and Time Travel
Two Lives Colliding (Perhaps we can heal?)
Lumine in the Devildom {Genshin Impact x Obey Me! Crossover}
Ciel and Elizabeth in the Devildom {Black Butler x Obey Me! Crossover}
A Star in Night Raven College {Genshin Impact x Twisted Wonderland Crossover}
Collision
A Family of Villains {Villain Midoriya Family}
And now a quick run down on what each of them are.
This one is pretty simple, it's me writing and finishing the prompts for Multiamory March
This is (1) New Who Watches New Who, featuring the companions of the 9-12 doctors who are also there. Sarah Jane Smith is also part of the reaction!
Same as the previous but with the 13th Doctor and her companions, after both of these fics finish up watching Series 1 they'll merge together into another fic for Series 2
This is my Kendra goes back in time AU, it'll have multiple fics so that it is easier for me to manage. Currently the plan is to just do it until I finish book 5, I don't have any plans to do DragonWatch currently but that might change
Human RiverRose AU, I'd recommend taking a look at this post to gain more insight
This one is just an idea that's been bouncing around in my head for a few months so I don't really have an idea of what it would be like, aside from how the story starts
Same as the previous one that this has been bouncing inside my head for a while, but for this one I have no idea how to start it so...
Lumine gets transported to NRC shortly after Aether gets sealed(?) away. I actually do have the first chapter written and posted on AO3 but my motivation for it sort of died, I still like the idea and want to come back to eventually but for the moment I'm leaving it be.
It's easier for you to just look at this post since it has most everything you need to know, but this is another RiverRose
Something that I originally started years ago, when I do come back to this I'll probably just be doing a rewrite/reworking of it
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