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'her necromancer's mouth was still puckered with a sourness that would've impressed a lemon' is just another way to say 'i was staring at my girlfriend's lips' i don't make the rules.
harrowhark 'but i don't even remember about you most of the time' nonagesimus to harrowhark 'i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it' nonagesimus is the prime example of what happens after you start simping for girlies with bad rizz (gideon)
they're unhealthily co dependant. they're enemies. they're lovers. they're best friends. they're each other's everything. they hate each other. they love each other. they want to kill each other. they wouldn't survive without each other. they're each other's fucking undoing. they've been doomed by the narrative right from the very start, they were destined to break apart, they never had any future together, they were always stolen moments. and yet they loved each other, even if it was just a cruel dream, or maybe a seductive nightmare- for a split second, they loved each other and that didn't change anything that didn't change their stories that didn't save them from being doomed but the love was there. it would always be there. it didn't change anything, but that doesn't mean it wasn't there. i didn't say their names but they popped in your head didn't they.
yeah sorry your girlfriend is dead. yeah she impaled herself on iron spikes so that you could eat her and absorb her soul and ascend to lyctorhood. yeah she didn't want to live for you she just wanted to die for you. yeah sorry. at least she warned you that the universe would be less hot and less sexy without her! perhaps you could get a lobotomy to cope?
yeah sorry your penpal of many years whom you're meeting for the first time who rejected your advances isn't really her. yeah a millenniums-old rageful lyctor is actually masquerading as her. yeah she's also responsible for the mysterious deaths. and she did kill your penpal. so you never actually met her. yeah sorry.
yes i just finished the locked tomb. yeah i'm going insane in griddlehark. yep i'm gonna make tlt four quarters of my personality. yea i'm gonna breath in harrow and speak in gideon and dream in camilla and palamedes and think in corona and behave in ianthe. i'm gonna make theories and connect threads you didn't know existed. i'm gonna sob and scream and throw up and laugh about them. i'm gonna be able to conceive nothing but them in this universe. i'll simultaneously simp for them and wish to stab them. i'll blame tamsyn muir for making me suffer this much, but oh, i would wonder who i was before the locked tomb.
magnus makes-lame-jokes quinn and gideon negative-rizz nav were so precious to me while they lasted.
harrowhark has so much rizz. like girlie went in and said 'i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it' 'i have tried to dismantle you, gideon nav the ninth house poisoned you, we trod you underfoot—i took you to this killing field as my slave—you refuse to die, and you pity me strike me down you’ve won. i've lived my whole wretched life at your mercy, yours alone, and god knows i deserve to die at your hand' 'i can no longer accept being a stranger to you' 'you are my only friend' 'i am undone without you.'
