Affliction-of-beauty - Den Of Lesbian Pretension Go Brrr

I love how Gideon has no idea how OP Harrow is. Like, she's fucking proud of her, at the end, but she just hasn't seemed to have clued in that her girl is not normal. By several degrees of magnitude.

Look at this, here:

Harrow calls bullshit on Dulcinea having turned Pro into a Beguiling Corpse because it should not be possible for a single necromancer to do it. Not even a necromancer in the prime of their power. And Cytherea considers this a fair hole in her story, and amends it to say that it wasn't her, it was all the heads of the Seventh House working together.

Harrow completed this spell twice, by herself, at the age of ten.

fuck "girl lunch" fuck "girl math" a woman is a hairy animal who sweats and grunts and excretes and hungers and gets wrinkly and dies eventually. you have to love that.

Fun fact of the day

rereading GtN is so funny. harrow goes missing and gideon flies into full panic mode, spends her whole morning desperately searching, says "ugh I give up, she can just die", eats lunch and then immediately recommits to searching again, dissociates out of stress when she learns Harrow's blood is everywhere, breaks her vow of silence to try and get help for Harrow, nearly breaks her wrists trying to open the door in panic, sprints her way down to Harrow, finds that she's okay and is immediately like

haha. as if i even cared. whatever

the first law of tragedies: the end is already written and inevitable. the second law of tragedies: your actions are all your own and you can choose to get off this ride whenever you want. the third law of tragedies: we both know that you are never going to do that.

The classical vibes of griddlehark are impeccable. Yes, they have Hades and Persephone aesthetics; the lord of the cold dead and the blooming flower her heart keeps trapped in the darkness. They also have the courtly love of a knight for her untouchable Lady, if her Lady were also her King. Then they're Orpheus and Eurydice too, she's kept alive as long as she refuses to look at her. One of them is also lesbian Jesus with Mordred's origin story, why not. And of course they're also Achilles and Patrocles, naturally; an unstoppable force on the battle field, together from childhood, there is no me without you, at the end of everything a final blurring of their edges. Mingled blood, mixed ashes. It's a Lot.

tumblr is about to be the social media equivalent of that olympic skater who won gold bc everyone in front of him fell over

i love you intimacy in reverse order. yes we've had sex before and i know all the details of your pleasure, but i don't know anything else. i don't know what it feels like to embrace you carelessly. i can barely hold your hand, the grip is so slight it makes me lose my breath. i want to kiss you but what pressure is the right one? how much is too intimate? yes we've had sex and i've done all these things before - but without the guise of mutual pleasure, can i be sure you won't turn me away? will you allow me the delicate feeling of your hand in mine when you know it is me asking to hold it? i know i've held you before with our clothes off, but can i hold you even tighter? may i listen to the steady sound of your heartbeat? is it alright to look for it in front of everyone? yes, yes of course we've had sex before. i know what you look like naked, ive touched you with the lights off. is it alright to want see you with them on? in the morning, with the sun flitting through the blinds?is it alright to want you when the sun is up? yes we've had sex before but have we ever been intimate? can we be? tell me that it's alright to hold you. no, not like that. just like this.

GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL3