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Everything Under Heaven - Anya Ow
“So you’re a chef,” the huntress said, after she’d saved the day, “and you’re out here to hunt and cook a dragon?”

“Yes?” Kee picked leaves off her muddied pants, a futile gesture.
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12 days ago by sentientcitizen
The Tale of the Three Beautiful Raptor Sisters and the Prince Who Was Made of Meat - Brooke Bolander
Once upon a time, long, long, long, long, long, long, ago, there were three raptor sisters, hatched beneath a lucky star. They lived in a wood together, they stole sheep and cattle together, and all in all, there was no tighter-knit hunting pride of matriarchal dromaeosauridae between the mountains and the sea.
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12 days ago by sentientcitizen
Everything Under Heaven - Anya Ow
“So you’re a chef,” the huntress said, after she’d saved the day, “and you’re out here to hunt and cook a dragon?”

“Yes?” Kee picked leaves off her muddied pants, a futile gesture.
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12 days ago by sophia_sol
The Tale of the Three Beautiful Raptor Sisters and the Prince Who Was Made of Meat - Brooke Bolander
Once upon a time, long, long, long, long, long, long, ago, there were three raptor sisters, hatched beneath a lucky star. They lived in a wood together, they stole sheep and cattle together, and all in all, there was no tighter-knit hunting pride of matriarchal dromaeosauridae between the mountains and the sea.
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12 days ago by sophia_sol
An Account of the Madness of the Magistrate, Chengdhu Village - Richard Parks
Mei Li, the former snake-devil my father and I were training to be human, had agreed to teach me her trick of transforming a simple flute into various weapons, but so far the lessons were not going well. I didn’t want to risk my own precious bawu on such a tricky undertaking, as the instrument had been a gift from my late mother. We were making do with a wooden dowel of similar size, and the latest result sat on a small cushion between us.
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24 days ago by sentientcitizen
Trette’s Bones - Grace Seybold
When Trette was thirty, she gave her skull to the Ossuary, which was exactly the sort of thing she would do. I’m not angry—no, yes, I’m angry about it, but I want to tell it all, how it went. I don’t know who I want to tell, who I’m writing this for. For memory, I guess. For ghosts. So: let the ghosts hear.

She was always showy. Everything she did, she had to go just that bit farther than anyone else. Even the first time she gave to the town, it was like that. We were born twins and made our bone-pledge together, with the rest of our cohort, the summer we were fifteen. We talked about it for months beforehand, of course, the same as everybody.
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25 days ago by sentientcitizen
Romeo, Revisited - Rebecca Fraimow
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
New York Magazine
March 13, 2045

Let’s get the obvious out of the way: yes, in Broadway’s latest iteration of Romeo and Juliet, Romeo is an alien. And no, that doesn’t necessarily make it worth the ticket price.
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25 days ago by sentientcitizen
An Account of the Madness of the Magistrate, Chengdhu Village - Richard Parks
Mei Li, the former snake-devil my father and I were training to be human, had agreed to teach me her trick of transforming a simple flute into various weapons, but so far the lessons were not going well. I didn’t want to risk my own precious bawu on such a tricky undertaking, as the instrument had been a gift from my late mother. We were making do with a wooden dowel of similar size, and the latest result sat on a small cushion between us.
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27 days ago by sophia_sol
Trette’s Bones - Grace Seybold
When Trette was thirty, she gave her skull to the Ossuary, which was exactly the sort of thing she would do. I’m not angry—no, yes, I’m angry about it, but I want to tell it all, how it went. I don’t know who I want to tell, who I’m writing this for. For memory, I guess. For ghosts. So: let the ghosts hear.

She was always showy. Everything she did, she had to go just that bit farther than anyone else. Even the first time she gave to the town, it was like that. We were born twins and made our bone-pledge together, with the rest of our cohort, the summer we were fifteen. We talked about it for months beforehand, of course, the same as everybody.
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27 days ago by sophia_sol
Jamaica Ginger - Nalo Hopkinson & Nisi Shawl
“Damn and blast it!”

Plaquette let herself in through the showroom door of the watchmaker’s that morning to hear Msieur blistering the air of his shop with his swearing. The hulking clockwork man he’d been working on was high-stepping around the workroom floor in a clumsy lurch. It lifted its knees comically high, its body listing to one side and its feet coming down in the wrong order; toe, then heel. Billy Sumach, who delivered supplies to Msieur, was in the workroom. Through the open doorway he threw her a merry glance with his pretty brown eyes, but he had better sense than to laugh at Msieur’s handiwork with Msieur in the room.

Msieur glared at Plaquette. “You’re late. That’s coming off your pay.”

Plaquette winced. Their family needed every cent of her earnings, but she’d had to wait home till Ma got back from the railroad to take over minding Pa.
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28 days ago by sentientcitizen
Brightened Star, Ascending Dawn - A. Merc Rustad
When the reconstruction is finished, her body has no face, only the smooth mechanized visor embedded in her skull that displays readouts and commands. She is now, and will forever be, the spaceship Brightened Star, Ascending Dawn.

She is contained within three-dimensional space and the hardened matter of her hull and engines, yet she recalls that glorious first flight of mind like a grainy analogue recording. Her former body is human and is now installed in the pilot’s chair.

(She almost remembers the eyes of her mother—gray like comet dust—until her programming gains full processing speed and there is only the ship.)

She is the ship, and the ship is all.
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29 days ago by sentientcitizen
Romeo, Revisited - Rebecca Fraimow
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
New York Magazine
March 13, 2045

Let’s get the obvious out of the way: yes, in Broadway’s latest iteration of Romeo and Juliet, Romeo is an alien. And no, that doesn’t necessarily make it worth the ticket price.
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29 days ago by sophia_sol
The Unknown God - Ann Leckie
Aworo, Lord of Horses, god of the Western plains, walked into the marketplace in Kalub in the third hour of the morning. It was early summer, and at this hour the sun was warm and comfortable. Pens of livestock and slaves, rickety stalls, rows of fish staring blankly, baskets of fruit, orange and red and purple, clay jars of wine and beer, surrounded a fountain twenty feet across. The water came from the Nalendar, the river a short walk to the east, the supreme god of the city, the one being Aworo didn’t want to meet right now.
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4 weeks ago by sophia_sol
Jamaica Ginger - Nalo Hopkinson & Nisi Shawl
“Damn and blast it!”

Plaquette let herself in through the showroom door of the watchmaker’s that morning to hear Msieur blistering the air of his shop with his swearing. The hulking clockwork man he’d been working on was high-stepping around the workroom floor in a clumsy lurch. It lifted its knees comically high, its body listing to one side and its feet coming down in the wrong order; toe, then heel. Billy Sumach, who delivered supplies to Msieur, was in the workroom. Through the open doorway he threw her a merry glance with his pretty brown eyes, but he had better sense than to laugh at Msieur’s handiwork with Msieur in the room.

Msieur glared at Plaquette. “You’re late. That’s coming off your pay.”

Plaquette winced. Their family needed every cent of her earnings, but she’d had to wait home till Ma got back from the railroad to take over minding Pa.
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4 weeks ago by sophia_sol
Brightened Star, Ascending Dawn - A. Merc Rustad
When the reconstruction is finished, her body has no face, only the smooth mechanized visor embedded in her skull that displays readouts and commands. She is now, and will forever be, the spaceship Brightened Star, Ascending Dawn.

She is contained within three-dimensional space and the hardened matter of her hull and engines, yet she recalls that glorious first flight of mind like a grainy analogue recording. Her former body is human and is now installed in the pilot’s chair.

(She almost remembers the eyes of her mother—gray like comet dust—until her programming gains full processing speed and there is only the ship.)

She is the ship, and the ship is all.
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4 weeks ago by sophia_sol
untitled rey and kylo ren - leupagus
Of course, of course she has a better handle on it than him; he can find her, sometimes, but she can shut him off immediately; all he gets are impressions, not even ideas much less any sights or sounds. But she can pull herself into his mind at will—sometimes he doesn’t even notice she’s there until she leaves, pleased with whatever she’s watched or heard or ferreted out. It’s like swatting at a fly, one too fast to catch, with only Raglien pincers.
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4 weeks ago by sentientcitizen
the dogfather - hollimichele
“I’m not a reverse werewolf either,” says the man. “I’m your godfather.”

wip through part 3 as of last checking. see extras on author's tumblr, nonasuch
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4 weeks ago by sophia_sol
untitled luke and holdo - leupagus
“Hello.”

Luke blinked down at the very tiny girl with dark purple hair sitting to his left. “Uh, hi,” he tried. Up until now the little girl had been eating her food and not all that interested in the state dinner going on around her, and Luke had been talking with an ambassador from a world he hadn’t quite caught the name of so it’d been a stressful forty minutes so far.

“Do you want help with the silverware?” the little girl asked. “Only you’re eating your salad with the dessert fork.”
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4 weeks ago by sophia_sol
untitled royalty rey - leupagus
The messenger arrives a few weeks after Crait, dressed in cloth of gold and piloting a ship that costs more than the entirety of the Fleet. (Not that that’s saying so very much these days). “On behalf of Her Royal Majesty Queen Hoyoan and her Consort the Princess Ji’ii of the system Reylouris, I humbly beg audience with the personage known as Rey,” he says. Possibly she, or some other pronoun; Leia literally can’t see more than a pair of eyes under all the cloth.
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4 weeks ago by sophia_sol
untitled rey and kylo ren - leupagus
Of course, of course she has a better handle on it than him; he can find her, sometimes, but she can shut him off immediately; all he gets are impressions, not even ideas much less any sights or sounds. But she can pull herself into his mind at will—sometimes he doesn’t even notice she’s there until she leaves, pleased with whatever she’s watched or heard or ferreted out. It’s like swatting at a fly, one too fast to catch, with only Raglien pincers.
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4 weeks ago by sophia_sol

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