Andsilvered - Yet Another Of Devotion's Casualties

Tlt sketches

The thing that really gets me about the start of Nona the Ninth is how - even though she didn’t end up being either one of them - Cam, Pal, and Pyrrha couldn’t figure out whether she was Harrow or Gideon because they knew how absolutely fucked up their childhoods must of been.

They knew that if they took away all of the horrible things that Gideon and Harrow went through they would be almost unrecognizable as people - how much of their personalities were shaped by what they were trained to do, or how they resented their training. Making them wonder that maybe if things were different Harrow or Gideon could have been the happy and loving little girl Nona is.

Could you imagine having the chance to reparent your friend, giving them the things you think they deserve, that they never got, and realizing they are nothing like the friend you knew?

And then realizing that either way, this must be better.

a vital and frequently overlooked aspect of cam's relationship with pal is the fact that her boundaries with him are like. i can accept collecting 96 fragments of your exploded skull, painstakingly glueing them back together, letting your soul move into my body, nearly bleeding out as a result, getting stabbed in service to you, bleeding out again and still offering you another spoonful of blood. but i draw the LINE at letting you write hardcore erotica with my hands

hello gideon nav nation we ride at dawn how do we feel abt the alectopause (im putting this on my print shop if anyone’s interested!)

I swear to god I am going to (remembers nothing) (stares directly at the fucking

i don’t think the emperor or any of his surviving original lyctors can possibly comprehend how grateful they should be for whatever harrow’s done to scoop gideon out of her brain because if harrowhark nonagesimus was in possession of the the full knowledge that her first enemy and only friend in the whole world Gideon Nav had given her life so that Harrow could sit at a dining room table while God and his first two saints got wine drunk and argued about which of the cavaliers they’d murdered to achieve immortality was the most bangable and made your mom jokes then i do not believe there would be any force in the known or unknown universe that could keep her from deicide

“i hate you” is so overused and means nothing anymore. “i hope your best friend turns your favorite twink into a bathroom stall wisdom-spouting redpilled alpha male” is better. it’s real. its terrifying. it happened to basil hallward.

JACOB ANDERSON as LOUIS DE POINTE DU LAC INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (1.01) IN THROES OF INCREASING WONDER...

I know Abigail saying Ianthe was "never quite the thing" is probably meant to reference some kind of political beef between them, but I just have this mental image of 14 year old Abigail being handed baby Ianthe at whatever the evil necromancer equivalent of a christening party is and just immediately deciding that this baby's vibes were weird.