#tidestrider siblings

[artandbrimstone]

hey gang do you think edyn ever tried to stop gillion being taken away when she realised he wouldn’t be coming back

because i think so

[gillionmeowstrider]

echoes of an older sister

[doomordestiny]

edyn tidestrider deserves to go batshit insane and kill someone as a treat

[insomniacirl]

Guys help I physically can't look at JRWI stuff anywhere without throwing up and crying and falling in love with them all over again every single time

[looking-to-rattle-the-stars]

silly little thought for the night is when edyn would visit gillion she’d put little braids in his hair like the ones where you have 2 braids that tie together in the back like a less intense crown braid or whatever and then gillion would put edyns hair into a messy 3 strand braid because he’s doing his best and they would get little bits of seaweed to braid and put on pretzels head so she could be included 😌 n they both got big happy smiles on n share little giggles because yeah ough the tidestrider siblings my beloveds

[galaxydoesstuffs]

Them ❤

[razberrypuck]

I don't remember which episode this was confirmed in but forever thinking about how Finn and Arlin apparently got into fights all the fucking time. also thinking about how they played their dumb little pranks on each other and even if Finn didn't quite get it he was trying and that was Their Thing. they fed into each other's silly goofy sides in a way most people in their lives probably never did, even before the black rose. but also they're so, so strikingly different (and at the same time, so similar) that when they clashed, it escalated to a fistfight on the deck very quickly. one would win, and they would move on, bc they both know that that's how it works, the argument's over. even if they were still upset at each other what are they gonna do? stop talking? they have a prank war to win, thank you very much. finn and arlin's friendship is so important to me do you understand!!!!!!!!

[yaimenbones]

Riptide and siblings.

An older sister that would drown the world and then some to protect her little brother, to make up for the time she couldn't be there.

A little brother that wants nothing more than his older sister to be safe and sound and with him, to make up for the time they were apart .

An older sister that was everything the little sister should be, yet died at the cusp of living her own life.

A little sister that tries to be like her older sister, yet lived a freer life than her sister ever did, at the expense of her big sister's death.

An older sister that mourns the loss of her lover and her family, drowned in grief and anger, to blind to see everything she has left.

A little brother that mourns the loss of his family and yearns to reconnect with the older sister that seems to consistently push him away when he gets too close.

Older siblings that try to protect their younger siblings lives, to be better for them, to make a world worthy of them. Older siblings that disregard their younger siblings' feelings because they believe their solutions are just. Because they are the oldest and they have to protect and they Have to be right, because if they aren't then everything they've worked for will be for nothing.

Younger siblings that try to live up to their older siblings yet without even knowing it, surpass them. Younger siblings that want nothing more than the comfort of their older siblings. Younger siblings that would do anything for their older siblings, even if it meant giving up the time their older siblings spent on them so they could be safe and alive.

[fiveminuterice]

isopoggers

[wizardfrogsbutevil]

What if edyn gets a letter about gill going to the black sea she thinks that the navy sent him there. And from her perspective her brother was murdered and she never got to explain herself. What then.

[marshmurmurs]

Been thinking about her <3

[artandbrimstone]

some jrwi doodles :D

[spacedustmantis]

i will not vent in the notes of edyn tidestrider fanart i will not vent in the notes of edyn tidestrider fanart i will not vent in the notes of edyn tidestrider fanart i will not vent in the notes of edyn tidestrider fanart i will not-

[circus-clown-calvary]

Glow in the Dark Ceiling Stars

Gillion knew something was wrong when found Jay on the docs. The moon was still high and the water’s were calm. At first he almost missed her, thinking she was just a stranger but Jay had waved when their eyes meet; it was a small wave, Jay barely even picked up her hand, but it was enough to see the navy jacket underneath the blanket she had around her shoulders.

“Awfully late for a walk, Jay” he said as he approached. Jay offered a weak smile in return but not much else.

“Mind if I join you?” Jay nodded, opened her arms to offer half the blanket. Gillion took it gratefully. It wasn’t freezing but it was nippy.

“Is everything alright?” He asked pressing closer to her. Jay was quiet for a while, only offering a shrug as an answer.

“Couldn’t sleep.” She settled for. Gillion could see the exhaustion on her face. Like she hadn’t slept in days. She looked sunken and pale. Dark circles under here eyes and a distant, clouded look in them like everything was far away to her.

“Is everything alright?” He was tentative to ask. Jays wasn’t one to really express how she was feeling.

She hummed in response. Quiet and small. She was leaning against the cement barrier on the doc. She hadn’t acknowledge him since he arrived next to her. She was looking out at the sea, foggy eyed and distant. The sea has caught her in a trance, one that she wasn’t inclined to break.

It did nothing to ease his worry. He wanted to say something else but Gillion struggled to find the right thing to say. He wasn’t the sentimental type. He didn’t really know how to talk to people. He wished he new what to say now. Wished he had even a sliver of Jays intelligence or Chips charisma. Anything to be able to say something.

“ ‘s just a nightmare, Gill,” Jay said instead. “You don’t have to worry.” But he did worry, he wanted to say. He want to ease any pain she felt, to fix the issues keeping her from sleeping. He wanted to tell her that he didn’t believe she was ok. He wanted to reach out and hold her until things were better.

Edyn was always better at things like this. She always knew the right things to say and how to make the hurt go away. He was half tempted to call her and ask but he’d didn’t really see a good way that would work out.

“Maybe, uhm…do you, maybe want to talk about it? It may help ease you.” He cringed internally. Gods he was so bad at this.

Jay offered him a tired smile and a pity chuckle but didn’t say anything right away. She just starred at him, searching for something that wasn’t there before looking out at the ocean again.

They stayed like for a while. Gillion was convinced she wasn’t going to talk to him anymore tonight. And though it ached him to know Jay was hurting, he knew there wasn’t much else he could do. So he did what little he could. He wrapped the blanket tighter around their them, stood close and stared out at the sea with her. She may be hurting but that didn’t mean she had to do it alone.

“Back in my village,” Jay stared voice quite and meek “I had these um, these little star things. They stuck onto my ceiling and when the lights went out they’d glow this pale green. Ava got them for me. ‘Got them at a carnival or a merchant or something. I don’t know anymore we were really young at that point.

“I hated the dark.” She continued. “Absolutely hated it. I never felt safe when I couldn’t see anything. So when I had to turn out all the lights I’d get really scared and I’d panic. So she got them for me. Helped me stick them to the ceiling above my bed so I’d always have a little light.

“As I got older, you think I’d grow out of them but I just…I never did. They kept the nightmares away. Especially when we got to old to share a bed or a room. I just…it felt wrong to take them down. I guess I was still scared.” She sniffled and took shaky breaths. Gillion couldn’t tell if she was shaking or if it was the wind, but he new he didn’t like it.

“So I uh, I kept them up.” She continued “Never took them down even when I left. I think I they’re still up actually, if my father didn’t completely ransack my room when I left.” She chucked, dry and humorless. “I just…I never had the guts to take them down, you know? Like a part of me was still scared of monsters under the bed.”

She laughed again bitterly, angrily . “God, my sister was murdered and I was still scared of the damn boogie monster.” She hid her face in her hands, curled into herself, almost ashamed of herself. Every passing moment Jay looked smaller and smaller. A child in a grown woman’s body just trying to make it through the night. It struck a cord in Gillion; deep and true and painful.

“Jay it’s not…It’s not shameful to be afraid.” She looked at him then. “Fear is…it is a natural part of being alive. Everyone fears something. It’s especially easy to be frightened in the face of loss.” She studied his face for a long while. Looking for something but he didn’t know what.

“My sister is gone Gill, and all I can think of is a glorified nightlight.”

He frowned, put his hands on her shoulders, held her firmly, turned her so she’d look at him.

“You we’re just a kid. And she gave you stars. It’s ok to miss it.”

“I miss my sister too. “ he started. Shaky breath and eyes that were far to honest. “After an argument with the elders I…I wasn’t allowed to see her anymore. All-Port was the first time I’d seen her in a long time but…but it didn’t hurt any less.

“I was lucky enough to have Pretzel by my side as a sort of parting gift but it never took away the hurt. I still missed her. It was still so lonely in the Trench. So isolating.

“I guess I’m trying to say that I get it. Not fully, not the exact same way. I can’t know the pain of losing someone so close to me but um. I just uhm, I can relate to missing a sister.”

He didn’t let go of her, he let Jay study him again. And like rain he watched tears start to fall. Slowly at first but they quickened, falling one after another into more of a waterfall than rain. Wrapped his arms around Jay as she buckled under her own weight. Held her tight, pulled her weight into him. He held her close , gently carried them to the floor as she wept. Cradling her head to his chest, holding her tight, burrowing his face into her hair as he too started to cry.

And suddenly he was a child. And suddenly he had never felt so small. And suddenly the sinking feeling in his chest was filled with all the hurt he had never let himself feel. And suddenly they were two broken kids mourning the loss of their sisters far to early to be fair.

And suddenly the world didn’t feel quite so big.

He dosent know how long they spent outside. He dose know that Jay felt so small in his hands. That he shook with ferocity of it all. Felt his body go limp and lock up at the same time. That Jay’s hands shook as they held onto him. He’d never seen her hands shake so much. Her chest heaved, trying to swallow air through to many tears and too much pain.

He had buried his face into her neck, hiding himself behind a curtain of her hair. He realizes he’d been crying more than he though because the spot on her shoulder had been damp.

Gillion can’t remember the last time he had cried. It must have been years ago, and longer since that he’s felt so know; so seen. It felt like…well, he didn’t know what it felt like yet. There was this numbness settling in his soul and an exhaustion filling his marrow. Maybe he’d be able to make sense of the pit in his chest, the heaviness in his stomach, tomorrow; but not tonight he decided.

Tonight he’d be ok with just this.

He looked down at Jay. She was calmed now, limp in his hold. Breathing even and eyes shut tight. Gillion sighed but couldn’t help the ghost of a smile creep on his face. She looked peaceful now, worry lines melted back to smooth skin and no worry furrowed brows. It was better this way, he though. At least now she might get some rest.

He carried her back to the ship, carful not to jostle her in his arms. When he got to the room Chip was still fast a sleep; go figure. He laid Jay onto her bed covered her with the blanket she had carried out. Tucker her in the way Edyn use to do.

He looked at his friends, then to his barrel. Quietly, he picked it up and moved it closer to the two before crawling in.

Pretzel was there half asleep waiting for him. He smiled holding his hands out for her. He held her close, kissed the top of her pink head, and was thankful that tears couldn’t be seen underwater.

In the morning, Jay would hug him close; thank him for his kindness. In the morning he’d hug her in return. He’d thank the goddess for giving him a second sister. In the morning, he’d have to reflect on himself; on his losses. In the morning there would be a new adventure awaiting on the horizon.

But it wasn’t morning yet. The moon was still high, the sky still dark, and so he’d let himself feel this for just a while longer.

[insomniacirl]

Siblings. Siblings. Siblings. Siblings. SIBLINGS ANGST. WRAHHHHHH.

"And I know you're okay... but I hope you're okay."

"I hope that this is the last message that we leave for each other."

[looking-to-rattle-the-stars]

do you think gillion would like feel this way towards edyn given everything he’s learned abt the prophecy n while im sure part of him knows it’s not true do you think there’s a part of him, the part that thinks he has no identity without the prophecy, that thinks edyn wouldn’t love him anymore

do you guys understand the picture i am painting the words coming out of my mouth at 1:33am ?

like just ough imagine gillion playing out telling everything to edyn and he just thinks she’ll take it so bad n thus the song lyrics occur :( like again i don’t think it’s fully plausible that gillion would think that edyn wouldn’t love him anymore but like also mmm deep-seated fear because of his relationship with his parents

okay the thoughts are getting less coherent to me so night tumblr