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1/2 of the messiest polycule in the queer housing facebook group AKA i just finished imperial radch
I got my package with my 10th anniversary edition of Ancillary Justice and entered some kind of fugue state and when i came out of it id taken a bunch of shirty pictures. Anyway. Look how beautiful
my favourite thing about imperial radch is that when breq realizes she is part of an imperialistic hellscape that she cannot escape, her reaction is basically 'i think i will cause problems on purpose' and does so by weaponizing bureaucratic red tape against a dictator
My heart is a fish Hiding in the water-grass In the green, in the green.
Tisarwat really is one of the Most characters ever written. I'm 17 years old I'm 3,000 years old I'm six months old. I've died twice and been born three times. I was secretly emperor of the universe for about a month and I spent most of that time throwing up. I spent my first paycheck on surgery to get purple anime eyes. My interests are hot girls of all genders and (distant second) fish
breq ancillary justice is literally "we defeated her with the power of friendship and also this gun i found"
i really loved the imperial radch trilogy but i think my favorite part of it is in ancillary justice, where seivarden asks “if that’s what you’re willing to do for someone you hate, what would do you for someone you loved?” and breq claims to be incapable of answering.
and then, in the next chapter, awn dies
and we find the answer to that question was there on every page
In which Breq has an existential crisis, the Kalrs are worried, and Seivarden takes a nap.
I've already more or less drawn this scene from Imperial Radch before BUT i reread the books again and remembered how much i love it ;;_;;
All songs from the Imperial Radch audiobooks (part 1)
(as sung by the wonderful narrator, Adjoa Andoh)
PART 2
some notes: in the cases of songs we hear more than once, i chose the most complete version; and songs we hear a lyric or two at a time i tried to cobble together from the fragments
My heart is a fish Hiding in the water-grass In the green, in the green.
One, two, my aunt told me Three, four, the corpse soldier Five, six, it’ll shoot you in the eye Seven, eight, kill you dead. Nine, ten, break it apart and put it back together.
I was walking, I was walking When I met my love I was in the street walking When I saw my true love I said, “She is more beautiful than jewels, lovelier than jade or lapis, silver or gold.”
Death will overtake us In whatever manner already fated Everyone falls to it And so long as I’m ready I don’t fear it No matter what form it takes.
Oh, have you gone to the battlefield Armored and well armed? And shall dreadful events Force you to drop your weapons?
The person, the person, the person with weapons. You should be afraid of the person with weapons. You should be afraid. All around the cry goes out, put on armor made of iron. The person, the person, the person with weapons. You should be afraid of the person with weapons. You should be afraid.
Betrayer! Long ago we promised To exchange equally, gift for gift. Take this curse: What you destroy will destroy you.
It all goes around, It all goes around, The planet goes around the sun, it all goes around, It all goes around, The moon goes around the planet, It all goes around, Station goes around the moon, it all goes around My mother said, It all goes around The ship goes around the station, it all goes around.
fleet captain!! are you okay, you've been awake for an hour and you've been crying the whole time 😰
had to make something with my hands to fend off madness so did some idiots on glass bridges in 20 minutes
i think i’d like to redo this one some time on a little larger scale, with more thought put into composition/perspective and all that, but madness fended off, this can be done some other time.
"'Five years ago it was noncitizen. In the future, who knows? Perhaps not-citizen-enough?' She waved a hand, a gesture of surrender. 'It won't matter. Such boundaries are too easy to create.'"
A very loose rendition of lieutenant Awn's conversation with the head priest in Ors.
And then I fell to pieces.
Fan art of One Esk from Ancillary Justice, by Ann Leckie.
In which Breq has an existential crisis, the Kalrs are worried, and Seivarden takes a nap.
I've already more or less drawn this scene from Imperial Radch before BUT i reread the books again and remembered how much i love it ;;_;;
Public mind
The public mind, the public mind, the public mind, the public mind, the public mind, The people are the people, the people, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts, the hearts
There is no need to worry about the people. In the case of public opinion, the public mind, the public mind, the public mind, the public mind It is not the case that the public mind is the public mind is the public mind In the case of public service, the public service is called public service, while the public service is public service. I think that it is a good idea to have a lot of people. I am a citizen, a citizen, a citizen, a citizen, a citizen, a citizen, a citizen, a citizen, a citizen
I think that it is a good idea to have a lot of people in your life. I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, In addition, there is no need to worry about the fact that the government is not responsible for the actions of the public. I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen, I am a citizen
"'Five years ago it was noncitizen. In the future, who knows? Perhaps not-citizen-enough?' She waved a hand, a gesture of surrender. 'It won't matter. Such boundaries are too easy to create.'"
A very loose rendition of lieutenant Awn's conversation with the head priest in Ors.
Ok ok ok coffee shop au though. Seivarden is on like month four clean and set up with a stupid job on a stupid station selling stupid bitter bean tea to stupid uncivilized hicks who wouldn't know real tea if it bit them on their stupid ungloved hands and she is this close to saying "fuck it" and spending the total savings from her minimum wage earnings on a raging bender but also she doesn't because of Mysterious Asshole Stranger. MAS is an arrogant jackass. She calls Seivarden her personal name straight off her nametag like they know each other or something but also has yet to introduce herself. MAS hums constantly in a voice like she's been gargling rocks for the last thousand years and Seivarden has a lot of time to listen to it because MAS is a regular who comes in every morning and does Amaat-knows-what on her handheld for literal hours but also Seivarden literally does not care because MAS speaks fluent Radchaai in an entirely understandable accent and Seivarden is desperate to figure out what the entire fuck her deal is. She doesn't even wear gloves. Is she Radchaai and doing the equivalent of vacationing at a topless resort? Is she just weirdly good at languages? One time MAS watched Seivarden struggle to get the stupid automated cart with the shitty-tea-bean delivery to work for twenty minutes before standing up, picking up a 40 kilogram bag under each arm like it was nothing, and walking into the back with them. She was singing a song about horses the whole time. What is her deal.
Meanwhile Breq has long since passed "why is Seivarden here and alive" and moved on to enjoying making Seivarden bring her tea while using Space Google to figure out whither next on the hunt for the Fuck Anaander Gun
Tisarwat really is one of the Most characters ever written. I'm 17 years old I'm 3,000 years old I'm six months old. I've died twice and been born three times. I was secretly emperor of the universe for about a month and I spent most of that time throwing up. I spent my first paycheck on surgery to get purple anime eyes. My interests are hot girls of all genders and (distant second) fish