Hersh ate Bear

Intelligent alien species based on bugs but specifically those moths that don’t have mouths and only live for a week after they pupate. This species’ whole conscious life is actually in the larval phase; larvae are the ones considered people, larvae are the ones with conscious and complex brains who build society, and each instar of the larva is treated as a different phase of life. Larvae become emotionally and socially and cognitively mature without ever becoming sexually mature. When they pupate, they metamorphose into something different and strange and close to mindless, with no mouth and no digestive system, whose only instincts are to mate and then quickly die. Metamorphosis is treated, functionally, like a person’s death, and the imago phase is a kind of proto-afterlife of majestic flight and the continuation of the species. Birth and death inextricably intertwined. Sex is not something people do during their lives, it’s a thing that is done as an imago after you’ve passed on from your life but before you return to the soil in death. Resultant eggs are collected by family members to raise. I think this would be fun.

The Locked Tomb is a story about one girl's body being passed around by a bunch of souls like a blunt

just been reminded of the fact that harrow and gideon haven’t seen eachother in 2 years, which is the longest amount of time they’ve spent apart their whole lives

Finished all the books, now i can jerk it in a more efficient and understanding way

as a lifelong nerd and hater nothing has been more devastating than realising that school's weekly gym classes were actually a pretty good idea for my general health and wellbeing.

i could never handle being a popular showrunner/writer/creator with a fandom because i know id go read fanfiction about my own characters and have to be physically held back from posting "you guys really think [blorbo] is a top??" on main

Sometimes I think about the fact that Harrow’s dying words would’ve been “Gideon.” She literally did brain surgery on herself to wipe that name from her lexicon and yet Gideon is so enmeshed with her being that it leaks through, it has to. On the brink of death, Harrow calls for Gideon, a person she doesn’t even remember but intrinsically trusts. And despite every obstacle, Gideon answers.

"Don't worry, honey. I'll keep the home fires burning." 🥺🥹🥲😭

problem with rereading tlt is that all i want to do now is read more. but there isn’t more. it’s not done yet. so i have a reading slump for a few days until i can force myself to get over it.

There's so much shit in these books that's either foreshadowing or just otherwise really obvious on a reread that's fully just out in the open but you don't even think "hey that might be relevant" on your first read through bc in gideon your narrator has negative interest in the actual plot and would rather be practicing with her sword and looking at hot women, in harrow you have no clue what the fuck is going on bc harrow is both hallucinating and actually haunted and also gave herself a diy lobotomy and also also everything is being filtered through that and also gideon's half-absorbed soul, and in nona the narrator mostly is not interested in the plot again but this time because she's six months old and actively dying and she would rather be playing with dogs and also you're too busy focusing on the slice of life that somehow manages to make you cry over a t-shirt offering cheap mustache rides

"here's to Camilla Hect, yet another of devotion's casualties" hey so what the fuck