#iustitia

[cakeinke]

been listening to David by Lorde on repeat and just got me thinking about Iusitita again. I think I'm gonna replay her run with the Lex Imperialis DLC

TW: gore, partial dismemberment, censored nudity

uncensored on my bsky

[beccawise7]

Late Night Thoughts. 💜🖤

Justice and the law are not always aligned. It is within the tension between them that change is born—and where justice often finds its voice. ~beccawise7💜🖤

[cakeinke]

WIP Whenever (snippet Thursday?)

TYSM @nadas-dirthalen & @amasec for the tags! and sorry for taking so long to participate

I tag anyone who would like to share something!

Sharing a little something from a pre-Magnae writing I'm unsure will ever be completed

Iustitia stood in her chambers, surveying the large racks of garments before her. Jae circled the racks like a vulture, sipping on a glass of amasec and flipping through the hangers at lightning speed. Occasionally, she would hold up an option in front of Iustitia and close an eye, trying to imagine the Lord Captain wearing it. If she approved, it would get tossed on the bed. A disapproval earned a click of the tongue, and the clothing being tossed on the floor unceremoniously. Cassia fretted over the clothing that had been tossed on the bed, sorting the different apparel by their color and style. Idira sat at Iustitia's baren vanity, sipping amasec lazily and occasionally sharing what her Voices thought of certain options. Janris stood next to the garment racks, trying his best to conceal his despair every time a new garment got tossed to the floor. Abelard sat dozing on the couch; he had originally been participating in the selection of clothing, but had sat down hours ago just to 'rest his knees'.

[cakeinke]

OC as Deity

tagged in this quiz game by @nadas-dirthalen :D tysm for the tag!!

Iustitia von Valancius as Winter and Death

you’re known for your self-discipline and rigidity. although you may be perceived as cold and intimidating by those who don’t directly worship you, you’re actually quite fair and polite. your followers pray to you for a safe winter and peaceful death.

No pressure tags for @holly-bearie, @vspin, @nobredoesart, @gonfrees and anyone else who would like to play :D

[cakeinke]

🎶✍️ for Iustitia and/or Iustitia x Heinrix!!! Both, if you're so inclined!

EEE tysm for the ask! For this prompt

For you? Both 😎

And that's it;

Feel your way to the kitchen,

Bring the milk to a simmer,

Spill the sugar on the surface of the counter,

Thin-skinned calcium sipper.

Iustitia during her recovery from torture ft. The field chirurgeon that helped her

Everything hurt. Opening her eye made it worse; the ceiling was too close - or too far? It made the room spin. It had been weeks since her surgeries, managing the pain on the few stimulants and narcotics the chirurgeon could take without raising suspicion. “You can take it slow, but you need to get up.” His voice pounded against her head like a hammer. She weakly rolled her head towards him, opening her eye and fixing him with a halfhearted glare. The field chirurgeon was leaning against the counter in the single room shack he had dragged her half dead body to. He nodded his head to a glass of some nutrient sludge in a cup on the counter. “Breakfast.” She could hear her new joints groan as she slowly raised herself to a sitting position, wincing as stitches strained slightly against her skin. Feet planted against the cold rockcrete floor. Her right hand found the wall, bracing against it as pain shot through every joint, sending her head spinning. Sweat soaked through her shirt by the time she reached the counter. She hissed, admonishing herself quietly for her weakness as the Chirurgeon watched silently. All she had to do was grab the damn cup and drink the disgusting slurry and she could rest again. Her hand outstretched, contacting the cup far sooner than she expected. She cursed loudly as the cup spilled over, nutrient slurry spreading darkly over the worn countertop. She swayed, sinking to the floor as her vision blurred. A hot tear rolled down her cheek as she vaguely registered the man moving to salvage the spilt meal.

A chill in the room

You're the silence in the space

The pull of the moon

On the blood in my veins

A Heinrix and Iustitia First Dance :]

“Tell me, why have you not been led in a dance in so long?” Heinrix inquired as he dipped her gently, careful as to not hurt her spine. He watched her jaw set as she bit the inside of her lip, something she did when she was searching for the right words. “For one matter, I was only briefly stationed on a world that was peaceful enough to allow for frivolous parties.” He extended her arm, allowing her to spin outwards from him, before drawing back her back in. “For the second… you feel me in your arms now. I am not the delicate flower men want to dance with. They would talk about war, weapons, and politics with me, but dance? For that I am not so desirable.” Iustitia chuckled without mirth. How she felt in his arms? She felt like the sun, his orbit doomed to fall into her. “I-“ He started without thinking. “I think they were blind to not consider you the most desirable of all.”

[probablygayattorneys]

Great job to everyone at @aawomenzine ! Everything looks amazing!

[cakeinke]

15 and 16 for the character creation asks if you're still taking them? 👀

Thank you so much for the ask!! 🫶 I'll answer for Iustitia (but if you wanted one of my other OCs, just lmk :3c)

15. What is something about your OC that can make you laugh?

This is kinda meta, but honestly it's how much of my partner I see in Iustitia. He's military, so a lot of her habits/uncouthness from her military days are inspired by him. Just kinda makes me giggle that I've yoinked characteristics from my partner and put them into my OC lol

16. What is something about your OC that can make you cry?

This is spoilers for the shadows of the void dlc so if you haven't played and plan to, don't read!! (Or you can but I highly recommend not bc the twist is so good)

Honestly just thinking about how she felt when Einrich betrayed her. Such a major second betrayal in her life by someone she She felt a true sense of camaraderie with because he did not treat her like some untouchable god. I wanna do a little writing thing for her just covering how it devastated her... Scared to start bc it seems like a hard thing to write 🙈

[cakeinke]

The first time RT and Heinrix are dancing

For this ask game!

Thank you so much for the ask! :D I did not forget you anon!! this took a while to answer because, when would they have danced? Not at the Magnae, Heinrix was far too concerned with the up coming 'interrogation' 🤔 so I struggled for a bit trying to figure out when they would've danced. anyway hope you like my silly not so little stream of consciousness~

Also, surprise Kibellah dance scene with a sprinkle of Iustitia self-image issues?? Listen it's been hopping around in my head so I'm subjecting y'all to it now

I exist to torment you all with my stream of consciousness non proof read ramblings also sneaky ref to this ask

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The first time Heinrix danced with Iustitia was at the party she threw for Kibellah. He had been slowly circling the perimeter of the officer's deck, quietly observing the unease being sown across those in attendance by Kibellah's appearance. A small band played in the far corner of the room, doing their best to encourage the officers to dance, without luck. The officers were far too nervous to fraternize in front of the Lord Captain and her assassin. A flash of movement caught his eye - Iustitia was carving a path through the officers towards the dance floor Kibellah in tow. Iustitia's eyes were alight with mischief, while Kibellah seemed confused, but excited. Heinrix turned to follow their path, remaining at the perimeter of the crowd. His path brought him to rest next to the band, who Iustitia was now conversing with quietly. The officers had formed a wall around the dance floor, everyone's eyes on the Lord Captain and her Blade. Iustitia turned from the band and held Kibellah, prepared to dance.

It was remarkable, the way she commanded attention. Of course, her commissar dress uniform helped, but beyond that the way she confidentially held herself, back straightened to her full height, shoulders rolled back - he could not keep his eyes off her. She whispered something to Kibellah, which earned a small, nervous smile from the assassin. Iustitia gave a nod to the band, and the dance began. A waltz, an optimal choice for her selected partner. Iustitia led Kibellah across the dance floor with practiced ease, her hands gentle but firm in guiding Kibellah through the movements. Kibellah was a remarkable sight whirling across the dance floor, her lithe body bending and twisting in near impossible ways. It was highly similar to how she fought on the battlefield Heinrix mused with a small smile.

As he watched the display, an annoying tightness simmered in his chest. He attempted to ignore it - this party was for Kibellah, he had no right to feel... Jealousy? Loneliness? Or whatever it was at this time. He knew he had already been shown favor by Iustitia with her humoring their regicide games, so why did he want more? The muscles in his jaw twitched as he gently reached through the crowd with his powers - a foolish and selfish action, he chided, with no justification. He felt the pride that had welled in Iustitia's chest as she dipped Kibellah. She was well aware of the spectacular display she was putting on and was reveling in it. She extended her arm, sending Kibellah twirling out from her. There - a cut under the sense of pride dominating Iustitia's being, a small well of... Envy? Heinrix searched Iustitia's features, but she maintained a perfectly neutral smile, mirth not quite reaching her eyes.

One final dip and the dance was complete, the officers erupting in applause at the performance. "Please, I implore you all to dance. Let the band earn their keep!" She called to the crowd, and the officers both complied with a mix of sheepishness and confidence. She had succeeded in filling the dance floor, which allowed her and Kibellah to slip mostly unseen back to the food tables. Heinrix remained in place, observing the pair from the corner of his eye. It appeared they were enjoying their conversation, but Kibellah was growing more restless, wishing to be gone from the crowd of people. Kibellah said something to Iustitia, which caused her to raise her head at look directly at him. Ah, he was caught; Kibellah must have felt Heinrix's sorcerous powers on the dance floor and alerted Iustitia to it. A smirk spread across her features and gave him a slight nod before turning her attention back to Kibellah. They bid their adieus and Kibellah slipped silently through the large doors while Iustitia confidentially strode towards Heinrix.

"Making sure my knees were not going to fail me, Heinrix?" Iustitia questioned as she took her place next to him along the wall, observing the dance floor. Heinrix let out a small chuckle "Apologies, Lord Captain." A beat passed as they watched the crowd of spinning officers. "You were... captivating out there. Where did you learn to dance?" A small pool of bitterness bubbled into Iustitia's chest at his question. "Officio Prefectus. We were political officers; if you were stationed on the right planet, the governor might want to rub elbows and invite you to a soirée. So, to not be an embarrassment, we were trained to dance." The band began to slow, a new dance would begin soon. Whether it was courage or foolhardiness that possessed him, he did not know. He turned to face Iustitia, extending his hand with a slight bow. "Would you grace me with a dance, Iustitia?" Joy, so quickly drowned by a tidal wave of apprehension surged through Iustitia's chest. "I... Have not been led in a dance in a very long time-"

"Then let me guide your hand."

Iustitia laughed and accepted his offer. Heinrix withdrew his biomancy from Iustitia; for here, now, he had the blessing to hold her in his hands, and that would be enough. He guided her to the dance floor - this would not be a display as when she had danced with Kibellah, no, this time they were just one of many. Of course, some officers were watching as they took the floor, but no one cleared the floor for them. The band began to play, it was a different waltz, one slower than the one Iustitia and Kibellah had danced to. Iustitia stood with just as much confidence as she had earlier, but he felt the slight hesitance in her movements whenever his hands would gently guide her through the turns. “Tell me, why have you not been led in a dance in so long?” Heinrix inquired as he dipped her gently, careful as to not hurt her spine. He watched her jaw set as she bit the inside of her lip, something she did when she was searching for the right words. “For one matter, I was only briefly stationed on a world that was peaceful enough to allow for frivolous parties.” He extended her arm, allowing her to spin outwards from him, before drawing back her back in. “For the second… you feel me in your arms now. I am not the delicate flower men want to dance with. They would talk about war, weapons, and politics with me, but dance? For that I am not so desirable.” Iustitia chuckled without mirth. How she felt in his arms? She felt like the sun, his orbit doomed to fall into her. “I-“ He started without thinking. “I think they were blind to not consider you the most desirable of all.” Iustitia’s eyes widened slightly in surprise at his words, before softening into gracious smile. The music was beginning to fade, the dance was ending. Heinrix stepped away from her and bowed before pressing his lips gently to her gloved hand. “Thank you, for this. I look forward to our next dance, Iustitia.” He said, releasing her hand and slipping away into the crowd, while Cassia took his place, requesting a dance from the Lord Captain.