thebreakfastgod:
so I read Gideon the Ninth
“You want my juice? I’ll give you juice.”
“Under no circumstances will I ever desire your juice,” said her necromancer, mouth getting more desperate.
“It felt like nothing, at first. Besides Harrow touching her neck, which was a one-way trip to No Town.”
This being the same Gideon who previously bit Harrow’s fingers when Harrow tried to do the lesbian hand-chin-tilt-thing power move to do her face paint. Come on, Gideon, why do you want Harrow’s fingers in your mouth? Kinda gay of you there.