was thinking abt that post i rbed a bit ago and like:
even when you throw alecto into the mix, harrow and corona are really the only ones who aren’t anything to each other. an almost perfect pentagram interrupted by harrow n coronabeth’s shocking lack of any relationship whatsoever
triflingshadows:
ianthe, rancid bitch of my dreams <3
zenosanalytic:
sophelstien:
i do genuinely feel that actually no one is doing the dishes on the mithraeum. like the most possible one is actually john in my opinion, he’s like “i do the dishes in my leftist commune!!!” and then when he is done goes and sends some emails ordering drone strikes
#and he wants to be just one of the guys doing the dishes#but also desperately wants everyone to acknowledge that he is god doing the dishes (via @clonerightsagenda)
sophelstien:
was reminiscing last night with prince over how coronabeth kissing ianthe’s hand and ianthe and every single construct’s fingers twitching in response is THEEEEEE horniest moment in the entire series. hornier than the arm scene. so viscerally uncontrollably horny but only for one singular moment ouguhhhhhhghhhh
raptorific:
I’ve been reading those Locked Tomb books you hear about on the news, I’m on the second one right now and like. You know those married couples who need a divorce but have a kid instead and then use that kid as their pretext to stay together even though they hate each other? Now imagine that instead of having a kid, they adopted the two meanest girls at your high school, and instead of being a married couple, it’s one of those Toxic Polycules you hear about from the Pacific Northwest who put an ad in a queer housing group on facebook that’s like “you will live in a broom closet and all dishes will be your responsibility. Scorpios need not apply.”
This is what every scene with John and the Lyctors is like.
slappycat:
coronabeth a freak for this one!
anaeolist:
from my favourite post