#arkady and brian

[scrawleditalix]

I just think Brian is having a nice time on goat planet is all :))

WIP sketch under the cut

[acaciapines]

just finished my starship iris relisten (did NOT have starship iris returning on my 2025 bingo board but i am VERY EXCITED) and can i say that rj macabe is just SO good. im obsessed with them. like i remembered loving the entire rumor crew BUT HOW COULD I FORGET THAT THEY ARE PERFECT. RJ MACABE MY LOVE. i forgot they got into dwarnian soaps THE BRIAN&KREJJH&MACABE FRIENDSHIP? flawless.

[jaggedwolf]

TSCOSI Ficlets #4

Queued a couple of batches of five of old ones, wanted to collate'em before I lost'em.

I'll protect you!

Krejjh tackled Translator Jeeter to the floor before the glass window shattered. They didn’t make a move till they heard the gunfire drift farther away from the restaurant. Other patrons went back to their meals, one pair trading four tens with the look of a settled bet.

Krejjh?” Translator Jeeter’s breathing tickled the frills of Krejjh’s neck. A couple of words in human-English that Krejjh couldn’t catch, and then in Dwarnian, “Can I get up now?”

“Sure thing!” Krejjh pushed themself back into a crouch, and stared. No blood coming out of anywhere, no obvious wounds, only quicker breaths. “Are you injured, Translator Jeeter?”

“Nope, thanks to you.” Translator Jeeter smiled for too short a moment before looking worried. “Krejjh-”

Krejjh spun around to face the window, the smarting of their left wing only another focus for the coming battle. No enemies faced them. They turned back, confused.

Translator Jeeter frowned. “Your wing-”

A waiter slid between them briefly, and wow, human restaurants were way more used to Nuezo gunfire than Krejjh would’ve thought. Folks back home would’ve freaked out about mixing meals and battle.

Krejjh folded back their right wing, peering closely at the other one. There was a small tear in the translucent membrane. From the glass, not the bullets. They lightly flapped the wing. Krejjh hummed with the solid, soft sting of air passing through the new hole.

“Woah,” said Translator Jeeter, curls of his hair swaying in the wing-created wind. “I mean, uh, do you need a doctor?”

“Nah.” Krejjh shrugged, their extended wing brushing against a human who scowled and shifted their chair away. “It’ll be good as new, just got to eat and not get any more holes in it.”

Translator Jeeter let out a big breath. “Thanks again for the save. Man, I could’ve sworn the Lower District was supposed to be safe this week?”

“It’s no problem at all.” Krejjh puffed up their chest. “I wouldn’t let my translator get hurt.”

They sneak a look, pleased when Translator Jeeter’s cheeks turn interesting shades of red.

Bad dreams

When Arkady woke, a new shot of adrenaline spiked through her heart at the arm around her waist, the leg tangled between her own, the pressure on her back. It took the sight of her gun on the table and the tickle of breath against her spine to keep her still.

The Iris. Her own room. Violet.

Not the first time Violet had spent the night, but the first time one of those dreams had happened during. Stupid. Should have thought of that, she’d almost flipped and pinned Liu on pure instinct, and that would’ve been-

That would’ve been bad. Arkady disentangled herself. She swung her legs off the bunk, the cold floor a jolt to her toes. Violet’s breathing stayed steady behind her. So quiet, you could almost miss it in the constant hum of the ship.

Arkady listened until her muscles untensed. She slumped forward, forearms on knees. Before tonight the worst thing about the nightmares had been her memory of them - only the barest outlines remained for her head to conjure a dozen possibilities, even as her chest seized in desperation. She blew a breath out past her lips.

“Arkady?” Violet’s voice solidified. “Hey-”

There was the sound of the covers shifting, the feeling of shifting pressure on the mattress, a tentative hand on her shoulder. Arkady leaned back into its warmth without turning around.

“It’s nothing,” said Arkady, throat dry. “Bad dream. You can go back to bed, Liu.”

The thumb idly brushing under the strap of her undershirt stilled. The hand disappeared altogether. The dim disappointment mixed with relief didn’t last long, movement catching the corner of Arkady’s vision.

A pajama-clad knee rested against Arkady’s bare one. “Would you rather be alone?”

“No,” admitted Arkady reluctantly.

Violet slid her arm along Arkady’s, interlacing their fingers. She yawned and cuddled closer to Arkady. There would be another question soon, in the next few minutes, or tomorrow.

Somehow, Arkady didn't mind.

Feet

Sana sighed and tilted her head back against the wall. It had been a long week. Good to be back on the Rumor. Good to be here with its crew.

“This wall is way more comfortable than I remember it.” Sana stretched her legs out, careful not to knock over the cup of moonshine next to her. “I could fall asleep here.”

Sitting cross-legged opposite her, Arkady half-grinned the way she did the way after jobs that mostly went according to plan. “Captain, your mattress is literally five feet away.”

That it was, sheets messily crumpled on it. Sana shrugged. “I built this wall too well, I might not even take off my boots.”

“Now I know you��re drunk,” snarked Arkady, taking a quick swig from her own cup. “Actually taking credit for something?”

“Hey, I do-” Sana’s train of thought was derailed by Arkady lifting Sana’s right foot into her lap, palms skimming the brown leather. Arkady’s fingers made quick work of the shoelace knot. Sana shook her head, trying to clear it. “Kady, you don’t have to-”

“There’s a lot of shit I don’t have to do,” grumbled Arkady, shoulders tightening.

Sana noted that line of tension, the flicker of nervousness in Arkady’s dark eyes, and the easy comfort her own legs felt. She didn’t pull her foot away. “That’s true.”

Arkady continued unlacing the boot. Sana picked up her cup again to take a slow sip. “I don’t thank you enough for it.”

Arkady snorted, but her shoulders relaxed. Good enough. Arkady coaxed out the boot’s tongue, pulling the boot Sana’s sore foot without jarring it. She peeled off the sock in the next breath. Unthinkingly, Sana wiggled her free toes.

Not that Sana had any expectations of where this was going, but if she had, she would’ve expected Arkady to move on to her left foot. Instead, Arkady’s fingers interlocked around the top of her foot. Arkady’s movements were cautious. As if there was a wrong way she was capable of touching Sana.

Sana let out a low groan at the warmth and pressure of Arkady’s thumbs digging into her sole. “Wow, that’s good.”

Arkady’s expression grew more content. “Not exactly my first job with a lot of on-the-feet time. Learnt a few tricks.”

Cat AU

RJ skulks along the alley's walls. They try to keep in mind Park's lesson on minding sound and warmth as much as sight, the first time he had let them accompany him to the kitchen. One had to be careful not to wake the sleeping of the big house.

Park's advice is no use out here - RJ hisses at the thought - where it's always noisy and hot and RJ keeps feeling things on their whiskers that makes them want to dart under dumpsters like they're a kitten.

They inch forward. Their paws are weaker from hunger than they've ever been, but Park is counting on them. Park, who's still asleep in that box two or three blocks back, who's hurt in a way that makes RJ want to yowl even though good cats aren't supposed to. RJ scrunches their eyes shut and tries not to remember the swinging boot that-

The sound of crashing cans fills the alley. When RJ's eyes open, they see a tail disappear around a corner. Another cat! An alleycat, RJ reminds themself. Yet they and Park hadn't eaten in almost a day, and reconnaissance was always a worthy endeavor. At the very least, it would be good intelligence to report.

RJ curls around the corner, both relieved and disappointed to see nothing. They enter the alley, sniffing nervously for any sign of food. A sudden weight lands on their back. They stumble and fall, yelping when hot breath fills their ears.

"If you don't wanna get hurt, keep still," the breath says.

RJ knows that voice. It's one of those alleycats. The fighty one, RJ thinks. The other cats land softly around them, sets of white and orange and grey and striped feet caught in peripheral vision. The group must have waited up on a fire escape or a windowsill. Should've cleared the area fully.

Claws out, RJ readies their trembling paws. These alleycats aren't going to find out where Park is from RJ.

Blankets

Krejjh's Earth-English is isn’t good enough to catch what the human from the bed is frantically yelling into the comms. A summoning of reinforcements, perhaps.

What is this room? The inside of this ship looks nothing of Dwarnian make. The last memory is of a game night with the other pilots. Krejjh’s armor and weapons are nowhere to be seen. If it’s a capture, and these humans are willing to gain something for themselves...the subclan might bother attempting to make a trade, but the subclan would never let Krejjh live down such a folly.

There's still only one human. Krejjh has yet to fight one face to face, only shot down ships and buildings from far above, but Krejjh has the entire upbringing of a Dwarnian citizen and this human has-

Hair? This human has hair, which makes sense, because humans do. Dark curly hair on the head, and a thinner layer over the bottom half of the face. No weapons or armor worn, doesn’t strike Krejjh as a soldier, but what other reason could explain the presence?

"Krejjh?" The human's voice softens, turning to Krejjh with empty hands in the air. In accented yet understandable Dwarnian, the human says "Hey friend, I really need you to stay calm. The war's way less of a concern than what you said earlier, we’re not enemy soldiers or anything.”

The human’s term of address stirs something in Krejjh’s vitals. A sign of deception? A bargain? Krejjh had never been good at the social games, had flown right away from all of those. The blanket, gripped tight, could serve as an impromptu weapon. Then again, it was human-make like everything else Krejjh could see. Could as well fall apart at the first use. The human’s eyes stay on Krejjh’s face, not a glance at Krejjh’s hands.

"Why have you captured me?" asks Krejjh. "Where are your fellow soldiers?"

“None of us are soldiers,” says the human.

The door slams open with the entrance of another human who was covered in guns. The scarred face scowls as Earth-English spews forth - something about the taking of oaths, and maybe weapons. Though the new human really didn’t seem to need any more weapons.

"That's definitely a soldier," says Krejjh, slowly sliding against the wall, pleased when the new human mirrors the movements on instinct.

"Arkady's not a-I mean, kinda used to be but-"

"Catch!" Krejjh throws the balled-up blanket into the face of the new human before leaping through the open door, leaving the humans yelping behind.

Escaped from the room, check. Next stop, armory or cockpit. Shoulders cooled by the ship's air even while running, Krejjh glances down.

It’d be fantastic to find a shirt at some point.

[kayfabe-is-king]

Arkady Aura noped the fuck out of that ring the minute Lance and Brian came out swinging.

[delaneytalks-tostatues]

Okay okay you win I started Starship Iris yesterday and you were all right I am not going to be normal about this

[iriscasefiles]

Dwajjhah Ferin! Episode 3.01 is live!

You can listen here, or most places where you find podcasts. You can back us here for cool perks, including early episode listening.

Next episode comes out Thursday, June 26th.

Summary: Getting (some of) the band back together

Note: Please listen to mini episode 3.00.5 first, if you haven't yet.

Transcript: Available here.

Be advised this episode contains discussion of war, discussion of death, and a depiction of a residential area being bombed by a government.

This episode features:

Rae Tay as Juniper Liu

Sharafina Teh as Voice

William Mericle as Chuck Weathers

Julia Morizawa as Piper Tanaka

Lucille Valentine as Kestrel Colvin

Rukhmani K. Desai as Sana Tripathi

Ishani Kanetkar as Arkady Patel

Ella Whomersley as ELLA

Vrai Kaiser as Thasia

Cindy Chu as Violet Liu

Jackie Andrews as RJ McCabe

Jamie Price as Brian Jeeter

Bri LeFever as Krejjh

Nate Dufort as Max Gavins

Rain Corbyn as Swarnsh

Chris Choi as Jin Seon Park

Aaron Catano-Saez as Julio

Written by Jessica Best

Directed by Lauren Grace Thompson

Production Coordinator Eleanor Hyde

Sound design by Jeffrey Nils Gardner

Opening credits music is “Fear for the Storm,” written by Jessica Best and S.E. Winters and performed by Chiron Star, with Erin Bauman on vocals and harmonies arranged by Jamie Price. The closing credits music is “Rocket Science” by Amber Devereux of Tin Can Audio.

[doomedyuri]

decided that, on top of getting through my owned physical tbr, i want to start reading more science fiction - particularly science fiction that is older, more obscure (to me lol) and/or formative

the growing (tentative) list, as of this morning:

blood music by greg bear (reading this right now!)

solaris by stanislaw lem

the dispossessed by ursula k. le guin

world at the end of time by frederik pohl

hothouse by brian w. aldiss

inherit the stars by james p. hogan

the left hand of darkness by ursula k. le guin

eon by greg bear

ringworld by larry niven

fallen dragon by peter f. hamilton

way station by clifford d. simak

blindsight by peter watts

permutation city by greg egan

dawn by octavia e. butler

house of suns by alastair reynolds

gateway by frederik pohl

dreamships by melissa scott

star maker by olaf stapledon

dying inside by robert silverberg

nova by samuel r. delany

the palace of eternity by bob shaw

a fire upon the deep by vernor vinge

protector by larry niven

consider phlebas by iain m. banks

bloodchild by octavia e. butler

raft by stephen baxter

the city and the stars by arthur c. clarke

hyperion by dan simmons

ammonite by nicola griffith

dragon's egg by robert l. forward

cat's cradle by kurt vonnegut

tau zero by poul anderson

the mote in god's eye by larry niven and jerry pournelle

the forge of god by greg bear

grass by sheri s. tepper

diaspora by greg egan

the pastel city by m. john harrison

parable of the sower by octavia e. butler

the space merchants by frederik pohl and c.m. kornbluth

city by clifford d. simak

contact by carl sagan

rendezvous with rama by arthur c. clarke

farewell, earth's bliss by d.g. compton

roadside picnic by arkady and boris strugatsky

if anyone has other suggestions, please share 💖

[docholligay]

Book Thoughts 2024

Best three books i read this year, that are new to me. In no real order. In so far as I think they have craft, in addition to me enjoying them.

Forest Dark by Nicole Strauss

Lovecraft Country by Matt Ruff

The Buried Giant by Kazuo Ishiguro

Book I expected to love and hated: Imaginary Friend by Stephen Chbosky

Book I expected to hate and loved: A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine

Three recommendations for when you're drinking on a plane:

The Art Thief by Michael Finkel

Horrorstor by Grady Hendrix

The Invited by Jennifer McMahon

Book I will absolutely reread: Forest Dark by Nicole Strauss

Book I found overhyped: Redwall by Brian Jacques

Author I read the most this year: Sarah Waters (girl I love you)

Favorite author I discovered: Grady Hendrix

Reread that was better than I remembered: The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters

Reread that was worse than I remembered: Doc by Mary Doria Russel (sob sob sob)

Book I would have bled for and died over if the cast had been all/mostly women: The Lies of Locke Lamora

Favorite nonfiction: The Splendid and the Vile by Erik Larson

The worst three books I read this year, in that I think they utterly lacked craft, in addition to me not enjoying them:

Shattered by Lee Winter

Imaginary Friend by Stephen Chbosky

Wintering by Peter Geye

[heelgripper]

WE ARE SO BACK. Sorry I just wanted you to know that all I can think about now is McCabe weaving scarves for the whole crew.

And by the way congrats on making me insane because WHAT was that Park & McCabe greeting…. Gears turning in my head I will be over analyzing every interaction they have this season.

Well anyways I know this is entirely unrealistic and even if it wasn’t you can’t tell me shit, but given it’s only the first episode, in my head I can dream of a McCabe weird jealousy arc culminating in eventual (additional) polyamory.

Hope you’re having a good day and because I haven’t said it yet AAAAAAH what a good episode!!!

Omg, it's so good to hear your thoughts!!! (Sorry it took me a while to respond to this; it's been a busy last two days of the school year!)

I love the visual of the Krejjh/Brian reunion, happy spouses twirling each other around! Then Violet and Arkady hugging!! And then ...

... who's left standing to the side, staring at each other? lol

I would give so much money for a drawing of Park and McCabe looking awkwardly at each other as the other two couples reunite!

And McCabe calls him 'sir' at first, like, are they ever going to shake that habit??? What are they to each other, even???

And then, of course, there's the delightful Park/Sana dynamic going on now ... And we know Sana's polyamorous, so...? WHAT'S GOING ON NOW??? You're right, I can't spoil anything, but I'm right there with you, analyzing each implication. :P

[idiopathicsmile]

didn’t know to send this here or to your fic blog but OBVIOUSLY i must know where the cream cheese thief/disaffected cafeteria worker divide falls for enjoltaire and for arkady/violet, although i’ll be honest i have a solid guess for the latter but i feel like the first could swing both ways

HELLO!

the former is addressed here; the latter raises some additional interesting questions. this may imply some deep deficiency about my own character-creation skills, but when we're talking Starship Iris, the main problem i run into is that the scenario kind of stipulates that the cream cheese is being stolen badly.

like, listen, do i think that a modern college AU Arkady Patel is above lifting an entire brick of cream cheese for her own nefarious ends? of course not. but i will tell you this about any version of Arkady Patel that i can imagine: that girl covers her tracks. you wanna catch her in the act, you better have extensive use of security cameras and the ability to freeze-frame, motherfucker.

i am inclined to think that Violet Liu would also, under at least the majority of circumstances, harness her own anxieties to foresee every possible complication she could humanly foresee, and guard against them. i think the one exception to this is if she is having A Mental Health Incident, like the anxiety has spiraled to full-on terrified depression, and she is approaching that condiments bar like a woman with a hunger for the soothing powers of cheesecake deep in her heart, and absolutely nothing to lose.

Violet drops the cream cheese into a tupperware hidden in her purse, Arkady witnesses this, Violet witnesses Arkady witness it and absolutely makes a break for it, hyperventilating all the while, and Arkady literally leaps over a cafeteria table to follow Violet outside the cafeteria, and just when Violet's paranoid fears have crested into full-on "am I about to be arrested?" mode, Arkady's like, "hey. a purse is maybe the worst vessel for this caper, can I interest you in a bagel? pile your cream cheese on the bagel and then scrape it into a secondary container once you're out of the room" and Violet's like, "uh are you giving me thieving tips" and Arkady says, "at least make it a little challenging, i mean right? game on" and it doesn't cure Violet's mental health issues, i mean come on, of fucking course it doesn't, it doesn't even lead to a breakthrough, but the thought that she might need to have her emotions stabler before maaaaybe going on a date with the cute cafeteria worker is one additional straw on the camel's back of "check in with your university's mental health services."

meanwhile, Arkady's fellow cafeteria workers, Brian Jeeter and what's-their-name—that French exchange student with the purple hair—are giving her so much shit.

[jaggedwolf]

desperately need the crew to endure an Embers Island-style propaganda play of themselves with exactly these characterizations

[iffeelscouldkill]

Fic: Waking Dream

Fandom: The Strange Case of Starship Iris Wordcount: 100 Summary: Post-episode 9. After the crew learns the truth about the swarm, Violet spends a restless night in the medbay.

Content note: Mentions of medical stuff and the possible impacts of the swarm on humans. Also anxiety and sleeplessness experienced by the POV character.

(But there's also cute H/C!)

---

It had been a long night.

Violet had combed through every item in the medbay, inventorying each supplement and vitamin. Zinc, magnesium, iron, potassium - there was no way of telling what the swarm might absorb from their systems.

She was the ship's doctor; so, she prepared treatments. It was the only way to stop her anxious brain churning.

Eventually, she nodded off, and dreamed of someone leaning over her, a hand putting gentle pressure on her shoulder. Violet blinked awake; there was no-one there.

Except that when she turned, she found a freshly-brewed mug of mint tea by her side.

A/N: Sometimes I'll just start thinking about a scene from TSCOSI and then get the urge to write about it xD In this case, it was the scene in Episode 8 where Violet tries to dismiss her condition as no big deal, then reveals that she's been up all night coughing.

I've wanted to dig more into the effects of the swarm on the crew in those three weeks that we don't really hear about, because I refuse to believe that they were all fine as soon as they disabled the temperature reg. They obviously made it out okay (....excepting Brian of course, but that came later), but I think that Violet would have taken it upon herself to throw everything she had medically at the problem.

Originally I was going to make this more of a sickfic, but since Violet sorts out her cough pretty much immediately in canon, I turned it into anxiety-induced sleeplessness instead.

I like the idea of Arkady quietly making a gesture to show she's looking out for Violet, even if she won't say it :D

[cool-person-yey]

ok so I started listening to the strange case of starship iris in an effort to comb through my reasonably sized list of stuff I gotta listen/watch/play/read before I die

as of now I'm on episode 4 and these are my thoughts

• loving Violet as of now. short lesbian(?) nation rise up

• Arkady my DEAR you are so emotionally constipated I can't even

• Shout out to Brian, trans icon and most chill guy ever.

• Sana hasn't done a lot yet but she seems pretty cool, I love how much she tries to make sure everyone feels motivated

•LOVE Krejjh with all my heart. Im rly interested in how we're going to learn abt the history of the dwarnians and their culture through the lens of someone who does love their culture but is facing an internal conflict of sorts about it

also this line

was objectively really funny

[labjegyzet]

Könyv Kemping 2025

Idén lesz Könyv Kemping a Booktuber Könyvklub szervezésében! Itt megnézhető a bejelentő videó!

Időpont: 2025. január 11. 00:01 - 19. 23:59 Közös könyv: Diana Wynne Jones - A vándorló palota (Ciceró)

Az olvasási kihívás egyes pontjaihoz mi is ajánlunk könyveket alább, de előbb egy beszélgetésre hívjuk fel a figyelmeteket.

Sok könyv jutott eszünk, de igyekeztünk szűkíteni a kört és viszonylag rövid terjedelmű köteteket beírni a listába, hogy legyen idő elolvasni a Könyv Kemping ideje alatt. Illetve igyekeztünk nem csak fantasy és sci-fi zsánerben válogatni, így sikerült 😊

ÉPÍTÉSZ

Egy történet vagy könyv, amelyben nagy szerepet kapnak a városok

Alexandrov Anna: Lakás a kilencediken

Sam J. Miller: Orkaváros

Ben Aaronovitch: London folyói, Föld alatti suttogás, Soho felett a Hold

Moskát Anita: Mesterhazugság (A hazugság tézisei)

Egy történet vagy könyv, amelyben nagy szerepet kapnak a házak

Diana Wynne Jones: A vándorló palota

Farkas Balázs: Bróda Szálló (Légszomj)

Jónás Zsolt: Folyondár (Légszomj)

Sereg Gitta: A dolgok rendje (Légszomj)

Daphne du Maurier: A Manderley–ház asszonya

E. Lockhart: A hazudósok

Ökofikció

Kleinheincz Csilla: Alvilági szövedék

Lőrinczy Judit: Az utolsó tanú

Füzesi D��ra: Amőbász (Az év magyar scienece fiction és fantasynovellái 2021)

László Zoltán Hullámsodrok (Az év magyar scienece fiction és fantasynovellái 2021)

Ismeretterjesztő vagy ismeretközlő

Laura Ertimo – Mari Ahokoivu: Micsoda idő!

Philippe Brenot: A szex hihetetlen története

Selene Silverwind: Boszorkány kézikönyv

Dr. Ali Fenwick: Red Flags, Green Flags

John Gribbin: A tudomány hét oszlopa

Egy történet vagy könyv, amely 2024-ben jelent meg

Az év magyar science fiction és fantasynovellái 2024

China Miéville, Keanu Reeves: A Máshol Könyve

Robert Harris: Konklávé

Bármelyik DC képregény

Matt Haig: Az élet lehetetlen

Egy történet vagy könyv, amely nem a Földön játszódik

László Zoltán: Mindig egyre több

Frank Herbert: Dűne

Brian Herbert és Kevin J. Anderson: A Dűne nővérei

N. K. Jemisin: Távolűr

Jonathan Strahan: Az űroperák határtalan világa

Chris Hadfield: Az Apollo–gyilkosságok

Arkady Martine: Birodalomnak nevezett emlék

Egy történet vagy könyv női szerzővel

Diana Wynne Jones

Kleinheincz Csilla

Moskát Anita

Rusvai Mónika

Bökös Borbála

Puska Veronika

Papp Dóra

Moniquill Blackgoose

Tahereh Mafi

Kadono Eiko

Mary E. Pearson

Naomi Novik

Bethan Roberts

Hannah Kaner

Catherynne M. Valente

Arkady Martine

Victoria Aveyard

Az év magyar scienece fiction és fantasynovellái szerzői között is sok nő akad

AKADÉMIKUSOK

Egy történet vagy könyv, amely a kora újkorban (15. század második fele-18. század közötti időszak) játszódik

Hubert – Zanzim: Férfibőrben

David Grann: Lázadás a világ végén

Életrajz

Carolyn McHugh: Taylor Korunk ikonja

Sung-Yoon Lee: Észak-Korea hercegnője

Kang Myeongseok – BTS: BEYOND THE STORY – A BTS tízéves története

Képregény (bármelyik képregényünk)

KaeRel: Csonthalma

Émile Bravo: A 7 törpemedve bolondos meséi

Jennifer Muro-Thomas Krajewski: Paletta

Jen Wang: A herceg és a varrólány

Egy történet vagy könyv, amelynek szerzője ázsiai

Kadono Eiko: Kiki könyvek

Sung-Yoon Lee: Észak-Korea hercegnője

Kang Myeongseok – BTS: BEYOND THE STORY – A BTS tízéves története

 Egy történet vagy könyv, amelyben nagy szerepet kap az oktatás vagy az iskola

Bökös Borbála: Garabonciások

Naomi Novik: Solomancia

Moniquill Blackgoose: Sárkánylehelet

Moskát Anita: Bevezetés a sokváltozós viszonyrendszerekbe (A hazugság tézisei vagy a Légszomj)

Ellis Kaut: Pumukli az iskolában

 Egy történet vagy könyv, amely adapt��ciót kapott

Diana Wynne Jones: A vándorló palota

Gregory Maguire: Boszorkány

Robert Harris: Konklávé

Renée Knight: Cáfolat

Bethan Roberts: Az én rendőröm

Isaac Asimov: Alapítvány

Frank Herbert: Dűne

Joe Hill: Szarvak

 Egy történet vagy könyv, amely kortárs

Alan Moore: Megvilágosodások

China Miéville, Keanu Reeves: AMáshol Könyve

Rusvai Mónika: Kígyók országa

N. Nagy Zoltán: Keselyű

Kleinheincz Csilla – Uzseka Norbert: Szavak és árnyak

Papp Dóra: Rúnatánc, Bolyongó

Sung-Yoon Lee: Észak-Korea hercegnője

LÉLEKDOKTOR

Egy történet vagy könyv, amelyben helyet kap a talált család

Jennifer Muro-Thomas Krajewski: Paletta

Hannah Kaner: Istenölő

Bökös Borbála: Garabonciások

Kadono Eiko: Kiki, a boszorkányfutár

Matt Haig: Az élet lehetetlen

Laurie Frankel: Család család

Egy történet vagy könyv, amely romantikus

Jen Wang: A herceg és a varrólány

Baráth Katalin: Aki gróf úr akar lenni

Nicola Yoon: Útmutató tánchoz

Mary E. Pearson: Az árulás csókja sorozat

Bethan Roberts: Az én rendőröm

Egy történet vagy könyv, amely főszereplője valamely kisebbséghez tartozik (tehát például LMBTQ vagy őslakos)

Gregory Maguire: Boszorkány

Moniquill Blackgoose: Sárkánylehelet

Hubert – Zanzim: Férfibőrben

N. K. Jemisin: Távolűr

Arkady Martine: Birodalomnak nevezett emlék

John Boyne: A csíkos pizsamás fiú

Bethan Roberts: Az én rendőröm

Egy történet vagy könyv, amelyben nagy szerepet kap az orvoslás vagy kórház

Liz O’Riordan: Életleckék a műtőből

Hadley Vlahos: Két világ között

Hugh Lofting: Doktor Dolittle állatkertje

Egy történet vagy könyv, amelyben szerepelnek állatok (pl. a főszereplőnek van cicája vagy kutyája)

Moniquill Blackgoose: Sárkánylehelet

Brian Jaques: Rőtfal, Martin, a harcos

Kadono Eiko: Kiki könyvek

Émile Bravo: A 7 törpemedve bolondos meséi

Susuk Melinda: Eső után köpönyeg (Az év magyar science fiction és fantasynovellái  2023)

Tallódi Julianna: A macskák mindig boldogok (Az év magyar science fiction és fantasynovellái 2019)

Hugh Lofting: Doktor Dolittle állatkertje

Naomi Novik: Solomancia

Egy humoros, vicces történet

Émile Bravo: A 7 törpemedve bolondos meséi

Radics Roland: A másik (Az év magyar science fiction és fantasynovellái 2020)

Susuk Melinda: Eső után köpönyeg (Az év magyar science fiction és fantasynovellái 2023)

Catherynne M. Valente: Űropera

Alan Moore: Megvilágosodások: Valószínűtlenül bonyolult

A KOMMUNA

Egy könyv boszorkányokról vagy boszorkányságról

Gregory Maguire: Boszorkány

Kadono Eiko: Kiki könyvek

Selene Silverwind: Boszorkány kézikönyv

Katherine Howe: A boszorkányoskönyv

 Fantasy (legújabbak, illetve díjnyertes könyvek közül válogattunk)

JP Ahonen és KP Alare: Perkeros

Gregory Maguire: Boszorkány

Moniquill Blackgoose: Sárkánylehelet

Hannah Kaner: Istenölő, Naphozó

Bökös Borbála: Garabonciások

Brian Jaques: Rőtfal, Martin, a harcos

Rusvai Mónika: Kígyók országa

Moskát Anita: A hazugság tézisei

Victoria Aveyard: Vörös királynő vagy A kettétört birodalom

Papp Dóra: Helena trilógia – első kötet

 Sci-fi, női főszereplővel

 N. K. Jemisin: Távolűr

Brian Herbert és Kevin J. Anderson: A Dűne nővérei

Arkady Martine: Birodalomnak nevezett emlék

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ROSEVERSE VOICE CLAIMS

The following is a list of who “voices” each of the OCs and unvoiced (as of the time of writing/plotting) characters in Roseverse. For people who are into that kind of thing.

UNVOICED CANON CHARACTERS

Lilith: Elizabeth Mitchell

Baxter: Christopher Fitzgerald

Crymini: Barrett Wilbert Weed

Arackniss: Brennan Lee Mulligan

Leviathan: Mark “Markiplier” Fischbach

Belphegor: Estelle

Roo: Rebecca Ferguson

Henroin: Steve Buscemi

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Eve: Eden Espinosa

Diana: Erika Ishii

Chance: Lin-Manuel Miranda

Arkady: Ruth Negga

Pippa: Marisha Ray

Crino: Daniel Kaluuya

Trisha: Lauren Lopez

Aamon: Khary Peyton

Focalor: Patti LuPone

Baal: Brian d’arcy James

Vual: Daveed Diggs

Astaroth: Billy Porter

Grace: Laura Bailey

Michael: Adam Pascal

Gabriel: Keegan-Michael Key

Cain: Alex Brightman

Abel: Brendon Urie

Clea: Sherie Rene Scott

Carlotta: Kate Rockwell

Claudio: John Tartaglia

Raphael: Josh Groban

Uriel: Aidy Bryant

Selaphiel: Heather Headley

Barachiel: Caleb Hyles

Jophiel: Jessie Mueller