#aw gideon

[frost-westbrook]

The way Gideon says you're a dead man in the Atlas mission is just-

[glassesanddisasters]

The worst woman you know, everyone's wife, Ianthe Tridentarius.

[tanis-zed]

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.

[threesday]

shoutout women who are nasty gross evil lesbians. they will never make me hate you ianthe

[chordata-art]

brush experiments with harrow

kofi

[cutetanuki-chan]

when your necromancer gets a new cavalier and your dad gets his ex back

[aaardvarks]

Ianthe finding out why harry came to canaan house:

[unreachedgalaxy]

can't stop thinking about how tamsyn muir regularly includes foreshadowing in the most bizarre and mundane places (like harrow threatening to make bone meal explode out of gideon, and then she does do that to a Different Gideon).

anyway on a totally unrelated note, remember how they're fighting in GTN and harrow says "when I release you from my service, Nav, you will know about it"? and remember what harrow knows now about the meaning of lyctorhood and cavalierhood, and the fact that she likely no longer wants gideon to just be her cavalier? and remember that there's almost no way they won't have at least one blowup fight in Alecto the Ninth?

yeah. thinking about it.

[mariusrenathyrs-crashout]

One of my fave things about people who write angst + hurt/comfort fics for the Krew is that those fuckers have to pool all their brain power together to come up with like 5 positive coping skills - and even then, those coping skills are vague and barely helpful if that.

In other campaigns, people like the Witchhunters have spent pretty much decades of their lives being tormented about their traumas and having it weigh down upon them so heavily they can't help but be aware it's trauma - same with the Icebound gang and so on. Like by episode 17 of EoM they fucking saw their deepest most traumatic memory; and by like idk ep 10 or something of Icebound they all physically experienced one another's life story. But the Krew are middle-aged men who have been friends for over a decade and yet by eps like 40-50 they can still barely share basic personal facts about themselves without feeling deeply weirded out. And yet several of their party members - let's be real, the whole party - is deeply fucked up and traumatized; but God forbid they know how to handle it.

That's why I looove OUAW fics. You get to watch a dude who is like "oh yeah my brain is just like this and wants to kill me and I wanna blow up and die all the time like most human(oid) beings, it's very normal as I am also very normal." and the rest of the krew is like "hmmm, maybe [interchangeable party member] isn't doing so well. Idk how to help, though, " and you get to watch them stumble through giving another person basic comfort and do so with the best intentions and the emotional intelligence of a preteen.

[twink-with-an-agenda]

the way they constantly haunt me. sick and twisted

[dorkfruit]

i asked a mutual what i shold draw and they said judith and marta so that is what i did <3

[frost-westbrook]

During a Halloween party on base, Gideon finds out what Joker and Mitchell dress up as this year.

This fic is also available on my ao3, cptRoachSanderson, if you'd prefer to read it there.

The barracks were bustling with life as the annual Atlas Halloween party started. Some were dressed up in various costumes, enjoying the night before they had to go back to their jobs the next day with a nasty hangover.

Gideon wasn't one of those lucky operatives to get to enjoy such a night. Being a captain had its ups and downs, filling out paperwork during Halloween being one of those downs. While his team got drunk and celebrated the evening, he was sitting in his room. It wouldn't be too bad, though. Mitchell had promised him a bottle of booze, so the night wouldn't be a total loss.

The night was passing by in relative silence; he tuned out the music from the party a while ago, and the most noise he heard was passing conversations and loud footsteps. It was maybe close to midnight when he heard laughing and a knock at his door.

"What?" The door opens, and he sees the familiar faces of Joker and Mitchell, looking drunk as all hell, and... wearing two of his beanies?

"Guess who we're dressed as babe!" Mitchell giggles along with Joker. It's then when Gideon notices the bottle in his boyfriend's hand, presumably the one he promised him.

"I swear, if you say-"

"We're you!" More laughter ensues. Gideon can't help but crack a smile despite himself.

"Fuck me, why?"

"Joker said it'd piss you off" Gideon's as wander over to Joker, who has a shit eating grin on his face. He stands, grabbing the bottle from Mitchell. Polish Vodka, nice.

"Well, aren't you two just so funny, ah?" Mitchell leans in, kissing Gideon's cheek. Joker gags jokingly.

"Ew! Get a fucking room!" Gideon rolls eyes his eyes while Mitchell laughs.

"Alright, you two drunk idiots need to get out, I have work to do." The men groan, and as they turn to leave, Gideon grabs Mitchell's arm and kisses him quickly.

"Yes sir!" He yells as him and Joker leave. Gideon stares at the closed door for a few seconds before returning to his desk, chuckling to himself. He opens the vodka bottle and takes a big swig, then sets it down. It's going to be a long night.

"Enjoy your night." Mitchell grins widely, giving Gideon a slaute.

[glassesanddisasters]

Ianthe Tridentarius, just sitting there... menacingly.

[pencildragons]

early EARLY gtn griddlehark mean the world to me actually. they are the youngest people in their house by eighteen years. they try to kill each other at every opportunity. they completely fucking hate each other. they are the other's only companion. they cannot be in the same room together. they cannot be apart. so much hatred and passion trying to get the other's attention. iconic

[nina-the-ninth]

So guess what I’ve been reading

(I have barely started ntn if I see a single spoiler in the notes I will SCREAM)

[lakesparkles]

My computer crashed three times while doing these. It didn't want me to draw Gideon...

But well, an entire year has passed ever since I started liking him, can you believe it?? :> So of course I had to do something to celebrate. It's a little simpler than I expected (like, I wanted to do a comic) and it's because I'm feeling kinda overwhelmed about the Scott Pilgrim fandom right now - not you guys, on Instagram . But don't worry, I'll always love Gideon.

Also, the second slide is a redraw of my first art of him - that is soooo uncanny to look at now haha