Jun 8, 2018
YOON WHY THO
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YOON WHY THO
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*Kujen pulls curtain back while Jedao is in the Black Cradle*
Kujen: Are we - stop screaming, it’s just me- are we out of Cheetos?
@gemofsphene requested Jedao and Kujen off this ask game from Yoon Ha Lee’s Machinaries of the Empire series! I wanted to try to do a quick and dirty sketchy style drawing for this. Anyways look at these two gay assholes.
Kujen: I have created a stable undead Kel general
High General Kel Shiang: You fucked up a perfectly good Shuos, is what you did. Look at him. He’s got anxiety.
Mikodez: I have feelings for you.
Kujen: I have feelings for you.
Narrator: The feeling was “friendship”, but neither had ever experienced it.
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black cradle conversations
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A Machineries of Empire fanfic!!
Summary: The beginning and end of Kujen and Jedao's time together in the Black Cradle and snippets of the centuries in between. Anchors may come and go, but the undead never change. (3,860 words)
Rating: M
“You’re not usually so touchy. Are you still smarting from the separation?”
Jedao was, of course. “Is the torture even necessary?”
“Heresy,” Kujen hissed, enjoying himself.
“I’m already an arch traitor,” Jedao replied drily. “Should I be afraid of being made undead again?”
“Stop flirting,” the Nirai said, suddenly bored with the conversation. He adjusted a ruffle on his shirt.