Actually Chinese Ring Daggers

what i love about the queer women rep in tlt is that so much of it is just like. gideon reading her titty magazines but getting zero action. ianthe trying to kiss harrow and getting rejected. harrow begging a hallucination of a corpse to have sex with her and getting rejected. marta turning down judith, judith turning down corona, corona unsuccessfully flirting with camilla. nona's one-sided attraction to corona and camilla. camilla’s third-wheeling (x3) and plain lack of interest in getting it on with anyone. gideon and ianthe fighting over harrow when they’re both losing out to a frozen ice bimbo. ‘but she never gave you anything. you never got anywhere.’ ‘did you???’ << honestly sums it up.

first base is martyrdom. second base is raising the other from the dead. third base is eye contact

hey isnt it fucked up that john told harrow he would renew and safeguard the ninth house in exchange for her coming with him? and then the next we hear of the ninth in ntn its overrun and plagued by devils? kind of mean dontcha think

It really is all about the teeth in this series.... the teeth in Kiriona's chest. The teeth in the roses John grew for his friends' wedding, the teeth in Column's eyes, the teeth lining the stoma. Teeth and love and eating. John on his knees, shoveling dirt into his mouth at the end of the world. Coronabeth, sobbing because she saw herself as a meal refused, Cam and Pal eating each other up and knawing on the bones. Harrow, on the terrace, cornered into consuming Gideon's soul because otherwise it would have all been for nothing. Loving someone so much you eat them, you eat each other, you forcefeed yourself to them as they scream. Loving someone so much your love grows teeth. Crunch.

you know I keep that thang on me