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“I am undone without you”
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IN REGARDS TO THE 999TH DAY OF ALECTOPAUSE...
...a challenge has been issued!
an ao3 collection is NOW LIVE with the aim of showcasing the fic, art, etc. inspired by spending nearly one thousand days in alectopause. all work is welcome in the collection, BUT i'd like to particularly encourage work that highlights relationships or characters that are often overlooked or not focused on. if you've been looking for an excuse to write about ulysses the first/admiral sarpedon, or to make that fanart of sister aisamorta - now's your chance!!!
all work is recommended to be submitted by june 8th, the 999th day of alectopause. happy creating!
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When you think about it, it's kind of hilarious how shittily things have gone for Ianthe since becoming a lyctor. That was her big moment, she won! She got to do her dramatic villain speech explaining to everyone how she outsmarted and out maneuvered them. Everything was coming up Ianthe.
Cut to like two days later and she's down an arm, her sister is MIA, and to add insult to injury her triumphant rise to lyctorhood is being upstaged by Harrow's romantic lobotomy stunt. This was supposed to be her moment and no one actually gives a fuck about her.
It's kind of tragic. She became an immortal demigod by sheer force of will and raw intellect and still no one will give her the time of day.
She then spends months being negged by Augustine, rejected by Harrow, and basically ignored by John. Her reward for saving god from certain doom is becoming his emotional punching bag and managing his downward spiral while dealing with a zombie apocalypse and playing diplomatic negotiator over corpse zoom.
And to top it all off The Third House made her birthday a memorial for Coronabeth. There probably aren't even any posters of her face.
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the fascinating thing about gideon the ninth to me is the casual cheapening of life
which i suppose is to be expected of a book about necromancy, one which treats knucklebones as commonly as dirt and teeth like building blocks
but the thing is that at the beginning you can ignore it, divorce the materials from the people because all bones present are old enough that it's hard to imagine them belonging to their own person
and then there's a certain point in the book where you realize that the people you thought were safe aren't–the people you thought were people start being treated like chess pieces and then dolls and then storage containers and you come to a mounting realization that every bone came from a person, which is incomprehensible, so you wrap back around to the sheer horrific matter that all the thinking breathing people are made up of and how quickly that can be turned into construction materials
what makes a person when they can be taken apart that quickly? what's a life worth when the next corner you turn it's gone?
there's a lot of answers to those questions, but i think the way the book raises them is much more interesting.
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Everyone (including Ianthe) says she ate a guy but like it's a very misleading description to locked tomb outsiders. What she did was murder him, snack on his flesh a tiny bit, and then cannibalize his soul. Which is worse imo. Far be it from her to do something as normal as kill and eat a dude with her physical teeth and his physical meat. smh
@something-nunholy wdjslsghfhdlfljklds
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