A thought. We’re all fantasizing about Harrow resurrecting Gideon, and it being very sweet and romantic and loving… but Harrow’s not the one who’s been studying resurrection theory.
Ianthe’s been studying resurrection theory.
Imagine if Ianthe is the one who brings back Gideon. Imagine if they have to rely on the second least trustworthy, second most dishonest, and absolute most conniving character in the series to get their happy ending. They’d never be able to trust it! Harrow would spend every day for the rest of their lives checking Gideon to make sure Ianthe didn’t do something horrible when Harrow wasn’t looking, Gideon would never be able to feel at peace with her body. And the worst part is that Ianthe wouldn’t even have to DO anything to make them paranoid for decades! And she’d think it was hilarious.
The scenes at the refuge school with Hot Sauce's gang are some of my favorite parts of Nona the Ninth. They are kind of the entire point of the book to me. We spend the book slowly learning what John did and simultaneously seeing the result. These children, who have been displaced for most of all of their short lives, trying their best to live and play and grow up while multiple existential threats bear down on them. Their lives are the cost of John's endless spiteful expansion. Them and billions of other children growing up hungry and traumatized. It's a cost John has never had to see. However much he might think he understands the consequences John has never sat with a girl covered in burn scars or offered a homeless 12 year old a turpentine soaked rag because he might be able to sell it, or watched a boy walk away knowing his entire family was likely going to die fighting for a freedom that might never come. But Nona has, and she loved them and was loved by them. And now at least some part of Alecto remembers those children and I don't know exactly what that's going to mean but I know it will mean something.
Nothing more realistic than Gideon acting like the most got-it-together "the world is my oyster thanks to the unrivalled power of my hotness and awesome" and sincerely believing in that facade, only to then turn into a wallflower the moment she's out of the Ninth and among okayish people because the only thing she knows social-wise is nonstop-hostile interraction with a cult of octogenarian nuns.
there's a beast in the pool
jaws theme starts playing in a homoerotic way
When you think about it, it's kind of hilarious how shittily things have gone for Ianthe since becoming a lyctor. That was her big moment, she won! She got to do her dramatic villain speech explaining to everyone how she outsmarted and out maneuvered them. Everything was coming up Ianthe.
Cut to like two days later and she's down an arm, her sister is MIA, and to add insult to injury her triumphant rise to lyctorhood is being upstaged by Harrow's romantic lobotomy stunt. This was supposed to be her moment and no one actually gives a fuck about her.
It's kind of tragic. She became an immortal demigod by sheer force of will and raw intellect and still no one will give her the time of day.
She then spends months being negged by Augustine, rejected by Harrow, and basically ignored by John. Her reward for saving god from certain doom is becoming his emotional punching bag and managing his downward spiral while dealing with a zombie apocalypse and playing diplomatic negotiator over corpse zoom.
And to top it all off The Third House made her birthday a memorial for Coronabeth. There probably aren't even any posters of her face.
the inglorious mask
[...] I am undone without you.
ig: d.ill.usion
genuinely believe your top 3 the locked tomb women could say just so so much about you