#chanur posting

[legrange-5]

Cherryh stories are one of two things. Either

There is no reason to believe that the cultures, customs, and practices that have lasted so little time here will be replicated beyond Earth by either humans or aliens. All the same humankind is capable of understanding, cooperation, and mutual interest with all forms of life. We will change, we will grow together with our extra terrestrial friends, and we will be good, even as we become aliens to the rest of humankind.

OR

Two bitches with undiagnosed autism meet someone like themselves for the first time and devote the rest of their life to protecting each other

[legrange-5]

Florian II is a ghost that haunts the halls of Resune, and Justin is the dessicated corpse of his father, hung over the doors of wing one as a warning, but Catlin II is a fresh coat of paint, the same color as the old one

[legrange-5]

Gonna headcannon all the azi in Cyteen as aro-ace and no one can stop me

[legrange-5]

If you read it the right (i.e. wrong) way, Cyteen is a dark romance novel about a genius student and her teacher who is so so scared of her

[legrange-5]

Cyteen loves to demonstrate perfect, soul-crushing devotion all throughout JUST to make it exceptionally clear how incapable Ari alone is of loving or being loved

[legrange-5]

I find it so amusing that all we know about Ollie comes from a very young Ari II with the exception of, like, one scene. It's all very standard toddler describing her dad stuff and a sudden "oh yeah. These are all adults with lives that don't revolve around the little princess"

[legrange-5]

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Lyrics:

[Chorus] I have no use, I have no pride I have no hope, so they say of me Mahn past his youth, Mahn past his prime Mahn upward bound now in infamy Raised Hanni male in an old Hanni clan Golden mane, thunder voice, long I held Mahn land I was lord, I was god, I was Mahn to the core My own son clips my ears. Now I rule no more Shamed by defeat, too proud to die Hanni male, I feel passions I can't deny I took shelter with females and from defeat ran Just to find greater shame in more distant lands [Chorus] Feared like a beast, kept like a child Clear the rows! Hanni male! Ring the cry so wild! Both on ship and in port my defeat stalks with me In closed minds that deny what a male might be Proud Hanni male with a strong Hanni hand I can think past my instincts. I'll make my stand And gods rot any merchant refusing to see I am lord of myself as no beast could be [Chorus] A male upward bound now for victory!

[legrange-5]

Ari II: I love wearing sunglasses. Once you put them on, no one can tell what you're looking at.

Also Ari II: *stares directly into the chest of an old man wearing at least three layers of tweed*