at first i loled and then i serioused

im very busy and working on like 7 things at once but here i am still drawing them for my warm ups

Imo the most impressive thing Leo’s done is hold this pose for as long as he did while covered head to toe in gold paint:

have u ever thought abt the sheer gastrointestinal distress that Gideon must have experienced during those first few weeks at Canaan House. like yes she might be the child of God but my girl was raised on nutrient paste and snow leek which does not prepare the disgestive system for any kind variety. Harrow was probably fine bc she barely ate anything but Gideon went full ham on all the food. THIS is why the narrative breezed over those first few days at Canaan house. it wasn't just bc she was bored and had nothing to do. it was also bc Gideon was in the bathroom.

Augustine: *watches his brother die by suicide in a premeditated and successful attempt to force his soul down Augustine's throat, has just finished gagging down the remains*

John: damn that sucks

John: anyway i just had the best idea vis a vis religious nomenclature. Guess what youre going to be calling ur fellow lyctors

keep thinking about how cytherea's usual social circle was the universe's most toxic polycule each of whom were independently insufferable, and gideon prime who was two people in one body both thirsting after the same terrible woman, and what a breath of fresh air it must have been for her to hang out at canaan house with a new bunch of deranged fuck ups who weren't her problem (or not for long!) and get to watch all the drama and chaos unfold (mostly) from the sidelines with only the occasional homicidal nudge to spice things up

like just third house alone would have been a dark sitcom (hell any single one of those three would have been) and then there's harrow the bone nun and whatever the fuck was going on with silas and colum (the fact mercymorn would have hated them would only have made it funnier) and gideon of course and all the others to varying degrees. I mean yeah she had a lot of stuff going on (a lot of irons in the fire if you will) but that was probably the best entertainment she'd had in thousands of years. so happy for ms cytherea "jod forbid women do anything" the first I hope she had a great time

this barbie is the soul of the planet earth!

Everyone about each other when they got to Canaan House for the Lyctor Trials

Memes for when you are reading Harrow the Ninth for the first time and have no idea what is going on:

i love being part of a fandom with so many smart people who can predict plot twists and make connections in the text, BUT

i need a little representation for those of us who had a blank screen with a loading bar running in our brains for the entirety of Harrow the Ninth!!!

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bonus for Nona:

Hey y’all, happy Valentines Day!! Have some TLT themed valentine pun cards that I spent too much time on!

Some alternatives for Nona were “I love you more than dogs!” and “I feel incomplete without you” for Kiriona, but that one just made me sad,

she is so.... not good at subtlety.

this post is so on brand with my sense of humor i had to draw it

in any human GerIta AU, DA ONLY WAY I can think of these two meeting is in central Berlin, early December, around 23pm on a Wednesday or Thursday…. Feliciano is on his way home from having a glass of wine with his friends at a bar, he’s in a good mood and despite the cold he’s wearing his long winter coat unbuttoned… he’s swaying on the sidewalk and suddenly slips and falls, despite the circumstances rather gracefully. Ludwig, the stranger closest to Feliciano, decides to step in and help the guy, simply bc Ludwig is a nice man and not at all bc Feliciano is hawt and sexy and looks like his wet dreams from high school (and also NOT AT ALL. bc Ludwig’s brain has been conditioned into thinking he only has value when serving others). Anyway, despite Ludwig’s help, Feliciano CANNOT get his balance locked in and keeps slipping in Ludwig’s arms, despite Ludwig having a literal iron grip on him ……. alas Feliciano ends up piggy back riding Ludwig, across frosty cobblestone streets lit up by Christmas lights strung between buildings where the windowsills r covered with snow and decorated with greenery ……. n the night is deep and blue and LOVE is in da air …… and from a bar, half empty save the middle aged regulars, u can hear smooth jazz as Feliciano drunkenly points out the directions of his apartment. Anyway this works for literally almost all time periods and I will NOT take any criticism . Talk to the hand this is how they meet as humans

how ianthe looks (canon)

LOST + text posts part 160

So, if the corpse of a lyctor’s cavalier remains in stasis without any sort of decay… what happened to the bodies of the og cavs?