#it’s okay honey

[consultingblueboxoperator]

Between Destiel and Dan and Phil lately…. the ships are setting sail jesus christ

[mntds]

Was wondering why I was struggling with TNK and then I went back and looked at 1.1 and realized it introduces NINE different speaking roles within the first couple minutes of the play? My brothers. Please calm down. We have plenty of time.

[lefthandarm-man]

COUNTDOWN TO STEVE'S 106TH BIRTHDAY posting my favorite steve things to celebrate!

day 2: randomly serving cunt

[egophiliac]

*shaky thumbs up* I just finished ch5...... y-you were not kidding about it being a heavy one.....

:)

(how's that going so far, Mal)

[entrailseer]

cw: creepy head thing

holy shit.

[hazelnutnebula]

the funy sillays. the wiggling beasts 💫✨

[ropebunnykant]

my love, you drained him, did you think he was gonna live?

[strwbrryfire]

[thimblings]

rook [after drinking several bottles of bad wine together and listening to them trying to one-up each other]: "that's nice boys, but i could take you both! at the same time!" (davrin is gonna be smug because he managed to get BOTH these idiots to finally rest for once) (spite is letting lucanis sleep, he's hanging out with assan) (these two are my main party, and lol guilty pleasure ot3, and lucanis is still demi - he loves both!! of them!!)

[harrowharkwife]

i'm so used to there just being random unidentified bones laying around everywhere in these damn books that it finally occurred to me, just now, to wonder where the bones on new rho came from. y'know, the bones palamedes always tried to teach nona necromancy on.

they're his.

palamedes, who always loved teaching, living on borrowed time in a body that's not his own. palamedes, mentoring, teaching- parenting, by sixth standards, mind you. and that boy is sixth, through and through.

and the entire point of teaching nona necromancy in the first place was to try and determine if nona is, well, nonagesimus, right? so it has to be bones, it can't not be bones. bones are, like, her whole thing.

but they're not in the nine houses, anymore. things are different, on new rho.

they burn bones here. dig up the cemeteries. a society terrified of zombies will evolve to dispose of its dead differently.

the only bones he has access to now are his own. (camilla wouldn't let anyone take them- skull or hand, doesn't matter. they're still him, and she doesn't let go, remember? it's her one thing.)

palamedes woke up every morning wearing someone else's body to then gently place the shrapnel of his own in the cupped palms of a girl who's the closest thing he'll ever have to a daughter and try to teach her- how did the angel put it, again? normal school, as much as possible, for as long as possible.

(but hey, in a roundabout way, at least it's a chance for him to touch camilla again, right? nevermind that she's not there to feel any of it because he's in the driver's seat, that he can only stay for fifteen minutes at a time. it's atoms that belong to camilla touching atoms that used to belong to him, and that's close enough. he'll take what he can get, these days- if she can be their flesh, he can be the end. so what if holding his own bones is a mindfuck? so what if looking at them makes him nauseous? surely he can suck it up and deal with it for fifteen minutes. it's the least he can do— his poor camilla was the one who had to scrape the bloody pulp of them off the floors of canaan house.)

(speaking of, here's a fun fact: we actually only see nona practicing with the bones one time, on-page. camilla's final line in that scene, before palamedes takes over, is none other than: 'keep going. there are some bones left.' ow!)

remember, too, that the only part of dulcinea, the real dulcinea, that palamedes ever physically touched, was her tooth- the one that ianthe gave him, pulled from the ashes cytherea burnt her down to. he only ever touched dulcie once, and it wasn't until after she was already gone, but that doesn't matter- it still happened, and you can't take loved away.

in this same roundabout, bittersweet, by-proxy sort of way, palamedes has been physically touched by nona, too: the atoms she currently occupies, touching atoms that he used to occupy, and never will again.

the main interaction we've seen between palamedes and his mother took place back on the sixth, with her acting as mentor and him as pupil: the two of them studying a set of hand bones, juno encouraging him every step of the way.

we know that harrowhark's "most vivid memory of her mother was of her hands guiding harrow's over an inexpertly rendered portion of skull, her fingers encircling the fat baby bracelets of harrow's wrists, tightening this cuff to indicate correct technique."

they're still small for a nineteen year old, but the wrists are bigger, in this new set of memories nona's making. and it's not an inexpertly rendered portion of skull anymore- it's a hand, now, albeit one crafted from [a piece of skull reassembled (painstakingly—passionately—laboriously reassembled) from fragments, manually, and not by a bone magician, from the skull of someone who, soon after death or symptomatically during, had exploded.] and the identity and origin of these bones is no mystery at all. they belong to palamedes, and he's consented to their use for this purpose, and that matters.

but the details are just set dressing, really. the foundation of the memory is the same.

palamedes and his mother, juno and her son.

harrow and her mother; pelleamena and her daughter.

nona and her father-mother-teacher; palamedes and his daughter.

[pikatie]

when you're up early and have a sleepy lil city to yourself ☁️

[vampyfrnk]

happy birthday ray toro! - july 15th, 1977

[frownyalfred]

me: hmm this chapter is missing a dramatic line to end on

my brain on preworkout: not to worry, here you go

[aquanutart]

"little miss prairie faerie" is a cute name actually... (but I won't use it if she doesn't like it)

[red-writes]

chubby! virgin! reader thinking that being a late bloomer is the worst thing that could ever happen to her! Every one of her friends knows what it's like to have sex while she's the only virgin left on planet earth. when she rants about it to best friend! gojo satoru, the man everyone wants to fuck (including her) he tells her that if she wants, he can take her virginity for her. sure enough she agrees, not because she's in love with him or anything of course not, he could never see her as more than a friend and she's come to terms with that (doesn't mean she can't be a little selfish). she keeps reminding herself that he is simply doing her a favor as her best friend while he lovingly kisses the side of her neck and leaves dark hickeys on the skin, marking her up for others to see. she tries not to let her heart skip a beat while he slowly kisses her as his long fingers thrust gently in and out of her, fingertips pressing against her sweet spot. this is just what friends do for each other she tells herself as he lines his cock up to her slick entrance and slowly sinks inside of her. what she doesn't expect is for him to be gazing so tenderly at her, for his hand to be holding hers as his hips rock back and forth and she doesn't expect sex with her best friend to feel so good. it's almost sinful how good his cock feels, his tip is always just pushing up against her g-spot and making her eyes roll into the back of her head and her toes curl at the new intense feeling. He stops once she cums for him, not that she's disappointed he didn't cum inside of her or anything crazy like that.

After her first time she can't stop thinking about sex and now she can't stop thinking about gojo, not that she could before. but whenever she sees him now a throb goes right to her pussy and her panties soak themselves as the memories come rushing back. it's unfair to him that she's thinking such dirty thoughts about him, he did her a favor after all and thinking about her best friend like this was wrong. so obviously she begins to avoid him. opting for hanging out alone rather than with the rowdy white haired male. but it's not enough because he invades her dreams at night and she wakes up with the urge to slip a hand under her panties.

eventually gojo realizes what's going on of course and he confronts her, asking her why she's been so distant ever since they hooked up. he just wants to know if she's been seeing someone else, the thought makes his gut twist and his mind race with thoughts of who it could be but instead she just looks down and admits her feelings for him, confessing that the reason she's been so avoidant is because she's in love with him and her body has a physical reaction whenever he's around. she admits that she knows she isn't his type but wishes if possible for them to at least be friends with benefits.

to which he agrees.

[aengelren]

tell him you know a place then drop him off at a therapist