The Queen’s Thief Timeline

whocalledhimannux:

I realized as I sat down to write some fic that I needed a real timeline for this series. I haven’t been involved in the online fandom for very long, so it’s quite possible others have one this before, but I love picking through things like this, so I made my own. I’m posting it on tumblr in case anyone else would be interested!

The Thief is the only book that’s tightly plotted to the point where I can actually name almost every day in the book; for the others I’m using significant events +the next day or +two days later or what have you. If a day is given with a + it means I have concrete proof of when the next thing happens, either because the narration or a character says something like “the next morning” or “two weeks later.” If there’s a ~ it means I’m guessing, and I give reasons for my estimate. A lot of the travel in Queen of Attolia and A Conspiracy of Kings is estimated, but it is very consistent.

In cases where large chunks of time pass with only a few scenes described in detail (like the timeline of battles in the war, or Sounis’s time as a slave), I’ve focused more of my attention on the bigger-picture stuff and skipped over the smaller scenes.

As an aside: in the course of compiling this, I may have unsnarled some of the things that bugged me about the timing of Costis/Ornon’s arrival(s) in the Mede Empire. It might be pure speculation, but if it’s not, then the timing and the textual clues are actually extremely clever and I am left, once again, marveling at MWT’s foreshadowing. Everything that initially made me think “that seems weird” or “this is just being handwaved/forgotten about” in KoA, CoA, and the first part of TaT would turn out to have been either foreshadowing or the neat conclusion of a previous book’s political intrigue.

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grand-duc:

fialleril:

Following this post (months later because this got buried in my drafts lol), here’s some other things that are going to take DAV Anakin a lot of getting used to in the post-Empire galaxy:

  • The concept of regular time off. Not leave time, or the kind of spy “vacations” he and Kadee used to joke about, but just…leaving work at work and relaxing because…well, because he can. Not to recharge for the next mission, or to search for the will of the Force, or even for medical procedures. (“That’s what sick leave is for,” Leia tells him, more than once. “You have medical leave, and you have vacation time, and you have personal time. You can take time to just relax.”)
  • Having a salary. It’s not that Anakin doesn’t understand money. He used to do inventory for Watto and of course there’s a lot of accounting that goes into a war, so he’s actually quite good on that front. It’s just…never been his money before. He’s not quite sure what to do with it, after all the medical expenses and the food expenses and all the other necessities he hasn’t had to think about before are taken care of, and there’s still money left over. And it’s…a lot of money? Mainly because Leia insisted that the Republic would pay him at the same rate as its top military brass, which he still thinks is excessive, but every time he says that she glowers like she’s going to bring Palpatine back to life and then slowly murder him all over again with the strength of her eyes alone.
  • There are…a lot of choices. Choices for absolutely everything, even absurdly minor things like toothbrushes and laundry detergent. Choices are good, Anakin likes choices, sometimes they’re even exciting, but…sometimes capitalism is just exhausting.
  • Seriously, that salary thing. “They’re paying me more in one year than I’m worth at auction!” he snaps once in a frustrated thoughtless moment, and it will be years yet before he fully understands why Luke and Leia are so upset.
  • Saying no to a superior is actually an option now. If Mon Mothma asks if he’s available to cover a mission, and he says no, she’ll find someone else. Sometimes (okay, most of the time) she still has to place a strong emphasis on “if you’re available,” and sometimes she even has to remind him that he can say no. But she does remind him.
  • It’s not that he ever misses the damn mask, but sometimes he does kind of…forget that people can see his face now. That when he rolls his eyes during one of Admiral Brennan’s endless monologues, that’s not invisible anymore. (In fact, it takes him longer than it probably should to remember this consistently, and in the meantime Anakin’s array of snarky expressions during meetings become infamous among the rank and file of the Republic military and even many of the political staff. Simply put, there are memes. Intern Jan passes on the day’s schedule to Intern Marvash, who responds with a gif of Anakin miming slow death by boredom. It’s tagged #same.)
  • Sometimes, people flirt with him. This is not something Anakin’s ever actually had to deal with before – people generally respected Jedi vows under the Republic, and no one would ever have attempted to flirt with Darth Vader. Of course he did flirt with Padme, but that was always mutual and both of them were pretty earnest and direct people. It’s now been twenty years, four limbs, and full body third degree burns since Anakin even considered any of this, and the truth is, he wouldn’t consider it now, if not for Han directly pointing it out to him every time someone makes a pass at him. And, tbqh, for the longest time he thinks that Han is just trolling him. It takes Leia backing Han up to finally convince him that, okay, maybe the woman who wrote her com number on his napkin is interested. For some reason. He still can’t figure out why she would be. Leia and Luke, and even Han, look a little uncomfortable and oddly…sad?…when he says that, but they don’t really press.
  • Apparently, you need a permit for everything. This is also not something Anakin’s had to deal with before. “Jedi business” was pretty much carte blanche under the old Republic for everything from ignoring speed limits, to disregarding traffic controllers, to remaining blissfully unconcerned with trespassing ordinances. Darth Vader was accountable to his Master, often painfully so, but no one else was going to press him on the finer points of Coruscant traffic law. But now he needs a license to operate a speeder, and he has to pass a test to get that license. Anakin finds the test itself almost insulting, and Luke laughs at him for much longer than necessary. He cuts off abruptly, though, when Anakin points out that his Tatooine-raised Rebel pilot son also doesn’t have a proper Core World license.
  • Democracy. Democracy looks very different when you’re actually participating in it. Tatooine is a fully fledged member state of the Republic now, no longer a colony world. Change is still slow, though, and centuries of history don’t just disappear. But for the first time in his life, Anakin is a citizen. He and Luke cast their first ever ballots to elect Imer Moonspinner as Tatooine’s first ever senator. And, okay, maybe he helps the freedom network by calling in a few favors with a few contacts who take the necessary steps to ensure that the Hutts’ thugs won’t be able to prevent all of the newly freed people from voting, but that’s just…safeguarding democracy. He’s pretty sure that’s what Padme would call it. Leia approves, anyway, and that’s good enough for him. And when Imer wins the election and Anakin and Luke are there at her victory celebration, watching Kitster whirl her through the air as everyone around them laughs and cries at once, it feels…good. Like maybe they can actually change things. Of course, it’ll probably be only a few weeks before Imer is commiserating with Leia and Pooja about the still-all-too-corrupt Senate, but for now, the voice of the people has overpowered that of the Hutts, and that’s something to celebrate.
  • And maybe the biggest change of all: Anakin has a family, a surprisingly large family actually, and he doesn’t have to hide that from anyone anymore. There’s no law against him having a family, and no Master to threaten anyone he knows Anakin cares about. He can (and does) proudly talk to anyone about his amazing children Luke and Leia. He can reconnect with his brother Kitster and get to know Imer and their children. He can start to rebuild a relationship with the Naberries (Pooja first, probably). After a bit of rebuilding with Ahsoka, too, he can finally call her his sister and not have it feel like an immense terrible forbidden secret.
  • The first time he tells Mon Mothma he won’t be available for a mission because he already has plans with his family, she actually grins at him. It’s the largest smile he’s ever seen on her. “Good,” she says brusquely. “I’ll find someone else then. Enjoy your weekend with the family, Anakin.”

Because apparently I’m inspired:

The nice Sullustan man gives him a basic accounting datapad with templates to fill in, the kind they give brand new officers for whom this is their first real job. And Anakin is almost insulted. He’s not a shiny and he was helping his Mom balance Watto’s books when he was 7, for fuck’s sake, he knows how to manage money. But he uses the datapad, because why not, saves him the trouble of setting one up from scratch.

The first time he buys something that is not a necessity, or can be seen as a work supplies, let’s say it’s a piece of art he liked, or a racing magazine or something like that, he dutifully records the expense in his datapad, but he buries it in between the food shopping and the fuel (a few more credits for lunch here, a couple more litter of fuel there).

A few months later, someone, maybe one of the twins, maybe Ahsoka, maybe Kadee, sees him doing his accounting and notices something.

Them: Anakin, are you cooking your own book?

Anakin: …

Them: That are for your own record purposes?

Anakin, with all the dignity of a cat that just tripped and is pretending it didn’t: No.

I feel like it’s gotta be Ahsoka who catches him the act and calls him on it, because:

  1. Kadee’s been watching him cook the numbers in reports to Palpatine for years, and that is basically her only experience with organics and their bookkeeping, so she doesn’t see anything unusual about Anakin’s recording methods.
  2. Luke is still very much a boy from Tatooine and is probably taking this opportunity to make sure that Ahsoka will never get a glimpse of his ledger, which is also cooked to hide any and all evidence of personal preferences or “unnecessary” spending.
  3. Leia is more amused by the realization of how he’s been keeping his books, but she also knew him first and primarily as a double agent, and therefore just assumes this is a holdover from those days, an ingrained pattern he’s never gotten out of. (Which it is…it’s just a much older pattern than she realizes.)
  4. Han hears that Anakin’s been cooking his own books and just gives him a nod of respect, gutter kid to gutter kid.

Ahsoka looks around at all of them and comes to the horrifying realization that she may be the most well-adjusted person here.

codenamezinc:

shiraglassman:

The Alpennia books by Heather Rose Jones are everything I wanted when I was a teenager and I’m so happy they exist now–19th century costume drama fantasy taking place in a tiny imaginary country near France, Switzerland, and Italy, starring a bunch of lesbians who do magic or swordfight and also featuring bi women and a trans guy. The books are full of political intrigue, pretty clothing, all types of relationships between women from romantic to friendship to rival princesses.

In the first book, Daughter of Mystery (review), a young mystic is forced into close proximity with her godfather’s crossdressing bodyguard girl when he leaves his entire fortune to her on condition that she retains the bodyguard as her own until they both reach the age of majority. That’s them in the top pic. By the third book, the mystic has literally founded a women’s college.

The second book, The Mystic Marriage (review) is about a middle-aged social butterfly who falls for a young demisexual alchemist (in purple.) This is a story of wildly contrasting personalities coming together while creating magic rocks, and introduces Sephardic Jews, a trans man, and a woman whose parents are from Ethiopia into the cast, all of whom also appear in the next book too.

Mother of Souls is the third book, focusing on both the above couples plus detailing new adventures of the Ethiopian-Italian woman who has a few relationships with other bi women while trying to navigate the complex worlds of both magic and Alpennian society. I can’t wait until she finds her permanent female partner in a future book (according to the author) so that I can hire art of her and that woman together to add to this art series.

Each book features a different threat to Alpennian national safety, and truth and light and rescue can only come from sapphics with magical powers (which we already knew, right?)

They’re a little pricey, but thoroughly worth it. If you can afford to get all three at the same time, the publisher @bellabooks has the eBook bundle for $23.95. Otherwise, here they are on Amazon; if you’d rather try the library, my local branch has had very good luck getting them after I fill out a request form, and if yours isn’t, consider borrowing them through interlibrary loan (ILL)–look at all the libraries that have the first book, for example. This is the series. They are fabulous books, each one long and complete and thorough and full of women in love, and I’d really like to help spread the word about them because I know far more people are looking for magical lesbians (and lesbians with swords) than have found them–so reblogs are appreciated.

Artwork above by @aroaessidhe on commission.

These books are AMAZING and are my absolute favorite PLEASE READ THEM

toherrys:

A X E L // L E A

T h e  A s s a s s i n

“And then there is Axel. Who knows what that one is thinking…”

D a r k  R e s c u e

“And if the darkness gets you, I promise I’ll bail you out.”

Made a Lea companion to this for the hell of it.
Nobody or human, he’s pretty much the same. But I love the duality of his personality ~ from unpredictable, cold-blooded schemer to sweet, protective big brother figure ♥