#gideon pov

[thatmexisaurusrex]

First Flight

First Flight

| Gen Fic/Family Fic | Rated: G | WC: 646 | Family Feels, Gideon POV, First Flight |

Summary: Gideon lets his little brother climb a tree. He doesn't expect his brother to jump out of the tree too.

The tree was a Flowering Dogwood.

Gideon knew this because his siblings had asked him last week after church while waiting for their parents to finish their goodbyes to friends and the gossiping old ladies. Gideon had winked and said it was a secret, but then spent the rest of the week investigating what kind of tree this particular one was.

Pale-green, almost white from a distance, four-petaled flowers with green clusters in the middle. Finally toothed leaves which change color in the fall weather. Deeply grooved, reddish-brown bark.

It was a Flowering Dogwood.

At least.

That was what Ms. Stacy of the Youth Group said when Gideon broke down and asked her.

But nonetheless, Gideon's siblings gazed upon him in awe as he told them about this secret tree a week later.

"I'm going to climb the secret tree," whispered Sam as he turned his eyes back to the now orange-red leaved Flowering Dogwood.

Sam had gotten into the habit of climbing things. Not that Gideon completely kept track of the different phases his younger siblings went through, but this phase had stood out in particular for how long it had gone on.

Sam would climb the stairs on the wrong side of the railing, only to be thwarted by one of their parents a few feet up. They would now find Sam on the top of a bookshelf, sprawled out like a cat with the latest comic whenever they went to the library. Apparently, Sam started to sit on top of his desk at school during lessons too.

Gideon probably should tell Sam to stop. But he saw Sarah excitedly nodding in agreement and Gideon really couldn't say no to his little brother.

"Go for it," said Gideon as he watched Sam run over to the tree without his permission.

Sam climbed much more proficiently than Gideon ever could up the sixteen-foot tree, skittering almost halfway up before taking a break.

Sarah, for her part, seemed in awe of what Sam had just done. She gazed, agape at Sam six feet off the ground before she blurted, "You're so good at that!"

"Do you want to be a rock climber or something?" asked Gideon, wondering if he should see if there's a gym nearby for Sam.

"No," said Sam, and in a horrifying twist, turned to face outward to his siblings, "I want to be a bird!"

Gideon wasn't sure what he expected a six-year-old boy to say. And while Gideon sprinted over to try to catch Sam, or possibly just buffer the kid's fall, he couldn't help but notice how happy Sam was in the air.

The look of pure joy on Sam's face as he soared.

And Sam had been happy before, but he never looked this happy. This was what all the climbing was about. And Gideon had just given Sam his first opportunity to actually jump.

Gideon felt a little less happy about the situation when all fifty pounds of Sam fell on top of him, toppling them both to the ground.

Though.

Gideon got over it quickly once Sam started laughing maniacally. A little boy filled with giggles and adrenaline.

"Again. I need to do that again," said the adrenaline junkie in the making before Gideon wrapped his arms around Sam and kept Sam in his clutches.

"Nope. Let's figure out a safer way for you to fly," said Gideon, wondering just how he was going to do that before settling on, "You can jump out of the tree again next week."

And yeah, there were people watching the three of them now. The old ladies were gossiping as they always did. Gideon could hear their parents walking over and asking what happened. But all Gideon could focus on was the look of joy Sam had as Sam gazed at that Flowering Dogwood, probably thinking about that first flight.

This is for @samsseptember's Samtember 2023 series for the prompt "First Flight". The dividers are from here.

[alidravana]

Happy Wednesday!  

I love how I now have a WIP banner for Advanced Warfare, so I might as well use it.  Here is a teeny sneak peek of another WIP I have going for these two!

It was just the four of them, and both Joker and Ilona knew about him and Mitchell, so as the night grew longer, and more drinks were poured, Gideon couldn’t help but let himself touch his partner more than what he might normally do in front of the others.  

First, it started with Gideon letting his hand rest on Mitchell’s knee, and then he moved it up to his thigh, and now he was sitting, fully leaning against the other man, Mitchell’s arm wrapped around his shoulders.  Gideon wasn’t even paying attention to the card game that they were playing anymore, instead focusing on the warmth of his boyfriend’s body, the possessiveness of his arm around Gideon’s shoulders, and the inherent safety of being with his team. 

Hope everyone has a great day for creating!

[sofipitch]

Gideon the Ninth is technically a murder mystery whodunnit except instead of collecting clues and solving the murder everyone is just like "Hmmm Gross. Yikes.... anyways back to our little tasks"

[civetside]

while im posting unfinished art, i drew this pathetic harrow for a comic i didn't end up liking so you can have it out of context

[liesmyth]

gideon really is my little meow meow. she's so brave and uncool and fucking miserable

[frogseasons]

tlt but JUST from ianthe’s perspective would be hilarious. you (necromancer) go to canaan house with your sister (who you trick people into thinking is a necromancer) and babs (your walking jerky stick). there’s a bunch of weird people and a hot nun but whatever. you sneak around and are Smart and u put things together. some people die, whatever, u get on with ur Sneaking and Smartness. you figure out how to become a lyctor (you have to kill babs). you kill babs, eat him (his soul), that’s all par for the course for you. and congrats, youre the first new lyctor in a myriad!!!!!! and then the rest of the weird people who are still alive decide to go and attack you about it. oh turns out ur predecessor has been hanging around, you get in a tussle and she slices off ur arm. ouchie. and she goes down at the hands of the hot nun so at least there’s something good going on. later you and the hot nun get picked up by god, u don’t know where ur sister is but hey! the hot nun is now ur built in bestie for the rest of ur eternal lives. but nooooo she’s depressed because her other nun friend went and died on a fence and boohoo she got ate just like babs. blegh. she asks you to crack her skull open which seems like a good time so you do, and now she owes you a favor and can’t remember the nun friend so things seem kinda dandy. and you get a sloppy lil makeout sesh later too. on ur all expenses paid vacay to god’s house his old friend/fuckbuddy takes you under his wing. swords suck because of ur arm but you get a front row seat to the most interesting and fucked up sitcom in history. the hot nun is There and yeah she might be having some brain issues but u get to play dress up with her and she also makes u a shiny new bone arm. u ALMOST get another kiss after god starts getting fucked in the dining room by two of his besties but the hot nun has it out for the other bestie that’s been trying to kill her for months so u don’t get to have that fun. eventually ur fight with a cosmic horror gets interrupted and the dead nun takes over the hot nun’s body and u witness the death of god. but he comes back and in quick succession he is out of besties and u saved his ass from mega hell. in the next few months you watch god fall into his newest depressed slut era but at least he makes u a new bestie out of the dead nun (who’s his kid?????) and her corpse, u guys even make friendship bracelets and have a handshake. u get to pilot babs’ corpse around on another planet and finally see ur sister again and kiss her on the lips through the jerky body. and the hot nun is back too!!!!! but some of those people from wayyyy back are still there and they take over the jerky body and u have to race them to god’s ex’s unbreakable tomb. and then god’s ex wakes up and beats ur ass and then gives the hot nun a sloppy kiss. what is a girl to do.

[itmightrain]

Always thinking about how much gideon's pov impacts the reader's ability to know what's going on in gideon the ninth. like there's literally parts where another character starts explaining crucial worldbuilding/plot details and we the reader don't get to hear what they say bc gideon starts zoning out

[autism-swagger]

Just realized that Nona looking no older than 14 even with the excuse of malnutrition means that Harrow looks no older than 14 as well, which retroactively makes Mercymorn constantly referring to her as younger and younger in HtN waaay funnier.

[scalierpepper]

[0l-unreliable]

chussy this chussy that, freaks

[arretoskore]

Can we take a moment to appreciate how Gideon, the literal child of the first and arguably the most powerful necromancer ever, lost the genetic lottery so bad that not only she's the spitting image of her mother and the only trait she seems to have inherited from her father is the one thing that gives away the biggest lie in the universe, but also she manages to have like less than zero necromantic affinity. Amazing. She's literally the daughter of Jod and she hates bones

[worm-on-the-moss]

I just want to fold them up in paper and keep them in my breast pocket

[shesmymausoleum]

Drew a Harrowhark to go with my drawing of Gideon.

Without skull paint as well

[joenhead]

ive been cursed to care deeply about these two losers and their relationship …they fill my thoughts every hour and i couldnt get rid of them even if i wanted to (which. admittedly i dont)

anyways ignore my melodrama, enjoy this small quick sketch i did, maybe ill finish it one day but for now its a sketch. (if kremys hand is weird its because hes meant to be holding his cane)

im on episode 17 and these two make me unwell i have so many clips on my phone saved about them and i can hear the cogs in my brain shifting (the memories of gifts and the wedding episode broke my brain)

[gascansposts]

A little something for the roadtrip au

They’re cuties and might try to make it an animatic

[harrowing-of-hell]

it's interesting to see people getting into tlt because i do think you're either gonna get through gtn and go on to htn or you're not. and then once you get to htn you're either going to stop reading out of confusion or you're gonna trust that you eventually won't be confused.

but also it's funny to see people be like "tlt doesn't take itself seriously," after only having read gtn.

like, no. that's just gideon's narrative voice. gideon doesn't take things seriously and it's a coping mechanism for her. however, that only really becomes apparent after reading htn and ntn because the narration and tone of the story changes so much between each book.

muir, for better or worse, is just really committed to writing from the pov we're currently in.