#(next chapter is Gideon)

[yuurionviktor]

90s Harrow and Gideon from @griddlebait ‘s semi-charmed kinda life

#griddlehark #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #the locked tomb #harrowhark nonagesimus #gideon nav #tlt fanart #things ive made #I was trying to do a film effect but also would have been way easier to just use an app for that #wish I had space on my iPad damn #I wonder if the characters will do anything interesting may of 1996 next chapter #wonderful fic everybody go read it

[igotsnothing]

Beginning/Previous/Next

#the sims 4 #sims 4 story #sims 4 vampires #DARKER #sasha #gideon #this took me way too long #i feel so incompetent #this was kinda exposition-y #to set up a few important things #next chapter with more gideon #i promise #but gideon in the 1700s? #dark hair #works for me too #gif warning

[cthulhusstepmom]

Four Times Hootsie Ran Away to Join the Circus

There’s a certain hustle and bustle that comes with being the most important person at the Carnivalé, or so Hootsie has come to learn while observing her father. There’s always one thing or another that pops up and rears its unpleasant head. Whether it be the other people that work for him or the many beasts that he cares for. Today that was talk of an Oliphaunt, a word that made her Dad incredibly excited so it had to be a good thing. Unfortunately it seemed to be one of those good things that meant a lot of work, which translated to a lot of time spent playing with her fly-pad while her father directed the hands about. Though there seemed to be a problem with Uncle Kremy, the details of which are lost on Hootsie, but some form of one sided argument wherein her dad is too busy bouncing with excitement to listen to words like “wrong account” and “fucking sales tax Gricko”(oops a bit late on the ear muffs there). 

So at the very least it was a good day, which is never a bad thing, bad days aren’t fun; but, something Hootsie has learned in the wisdom of her(from her point of view) impressive age, is that good days can be just as un-fun as bad days if there was nothing to do. So in the spirit of making a good-but-un-fun day into a good-and-very-fun-day Hootsie took the liberty to slip under the loose flap of the beast tent and out into the grassy area where all of the horses grazed. Taking no mind of the panicked whickers and snorts of the fickle ponies, she sets her beak to the breeze and treads up the worn path out to the stand of trees currently obscuring the staff wagons from view. 

The air of the Carnivalé carries with it a bombardment of different smells. It’s always overwhelming whenever they set up at a new location, adjusting from the relatively constant scent of the carnies and the wagons, their beasts of burden and their cargo, but they’ve been here a few days and already her brain has worked to filter the new sensory input to make it more manageable; such that it’s a simple task to zero in on the deep aroma of parchment and canvas and something distinctly feline. An even simpler one to follow it. 

Uncle Frosty has shared space with her and her Dad for as long as she could remember. Whether it be tents or tavern rooms or most recently their nice wagon, where one is the other follows. They balance each other, Hootsie thinks. The stoic tiger and her effusive father, one always preventing the other from swinging too far into their respective extremes. Both kind hearted and wise beyond their years, each in his own way. Though she is just a little owlbear so really who is she to say. 

Regardless it is he who sits calmly in the center of the small space, legs crossed and eyes shut on a small mat he keeps with his many meticulously organized belongings. Hootsie tries hard not to make a sound and disrupt the serene atmosphere but she trips on a half carved block of wood and triggers a concentrated avalanche of clothes and band memorabilia from the interwoven clutter of her father’s side of the room. Thankfully it all finds its own way to the floor carefully and in a much neater fashion than it had previously been, due in large part she suspects to the mind magic she has come to associate with her Uncle. Her suspicions are confirmed when she feels a gentle not-quite-there pressure scratching behind her ear accompanied by the crisp scent of chilly mountain air. 

“I apologize I don’t have any rat snacks for you right now, but if you will wait until I am finished meditating perhaps we can go and find some.” 

Offering an affirmative Chirr in response, Hootise moves to a plush owlbear bed(definitely not just a big dog bed) set against the wall. Old and worn, with more patches than original fabric, the bed is nonetheless plump and slightly overstuffed as she circles three times before laying her head down on her paws. More often than not she just sleeps in bed with her Dad but he says it’s important for her to have her own space as she grows up(even if it does take up almost a quarter of the floorspace of their wagon).

Uncle Frosty had tried to explain the concept of his meditation to her before, something about emptying your mind and becoming at peace with the universe, but truth be told she had just nodded until he gave her a rat. Regardless, it's more peaceful than the chaos of the beast tent and her toys are here: an army of little wooden figurines her Dad had made her: detailed carvings of all of the characters from Sea Cucumber Robert Rectangle Trousers, an ever expanding cast of monsters each of which her father had named and taught her the significance of, and a wooden representation of her strange family(though to a little previously orphaned owlbear it’s not that strange at all), complete with a painstakingly accurate Hootsie made of aromatic pine. 

Later, one Gricko Grimgrin rushes about the Carnivalé in a state of utter panic. Searching for his wayward adorable-lovely-perfect daughter. In all of the excitement of being waylaid by Kremy and then almost trampled by an agitated Oliphaunt he’d somehow lost track of her and after searching the entirety of the beast tent, the big top, and the rigged games he’ll admit he’s started to lose his famed collected and indifferent demeanor. 

“Hootsie! Hootsie! Hootsie, where are you?” Not pausing for so much as an answer, the flustered goblin continues rushing through the rows of canvas and out towards the collection of brightly painted wagons. Bursting through a green and red painted door he shouts: “Frosty you gotta come quick! Hootsie is missing and I can’t find her anywhere!”

“Careful Gricko, you’re about to cross the picket line.” A cool voice cautions. 

Taking a moment to examine the scene in front of him, he sees a variety of wooden figures placed purposefully about the room. On Frosty’s side of the rug stands little wooden Kremy and Gideon and, is that Necky? As well as (he thinks) Mr. Lobster and the sea cucumber himself under a building made of stacked books. Outside, a line of figures hold tiny parchment-scrap signs, at their forefront being tiny birch Frost and Hootsie. Speaking of; his daughter herself sits, enraptured by the tableau, a paper beside her covered in colorful scribbles under a pristinely penned headline reading ‘Notes’. 

“We’re learning about ethical labor practices.”

“Uh-huh. You know the last time I brought that up I woke up in the back of the wagon on the way to a farm.”

#just wanted to write Hootsie bonding with all of her uncles #that's it that's the whole thing #(next chapter is Gideon) #legends of avantris #once upon a witchlight #gricko grimgrin #morning frost #hootsie grimgrin #fanfic #cthulhu's stepmom

[a-name-bruh-idk]

one part of me understands the need for good storytelling, 3 dimensional characters and connecting the show to it’s saga counterpart.

but the other part just wants to see din

#din i’ll see you next week #i did actually enjoy pershing’s story tho #hope we see more #din djarin #the mandalorian #the mandalorian s3 #mand’alor din djarin #chapter 19 #dr pershing #pershing #the mandalorian chapter 19 #cloning #moff gideon

[gideonisms]

I think the thing about ntn is, it's like making a friend who you broadly agree with on the most important things but who you HARD disagree with on some of the details

#ntn spoilers #i'm at the point where i can have actual opinions now i think. #paul. paul. #i loved the campal tragic moment i loved everything with pyrrha and nona's reluctance to remember the ways she'd been hurt the #compartmentalizing of identity the acknowledgement that sometimes we just are going to become someone vastly different #the question of whether love can overcome that or why love matters if everything's just going to change and end and restart again #and the conclusion that it did matter because it mattered in the moment #love as this huge imperfect force of acceptance for others vs love as a determination to cling to them the way you think they should be #all of that was so good #even the stuff with gideon kind of. felt like it belonged in a different book but i agree with the broad character strokes of like #the horror of what's been done to gideon the way she is trying to become a different person making her own terrible decisions etc #but still trapped in this awful framework for her life & death where she only matters as a symbol for others #and her reckoning with that is messy and awful bc of course it is! #but it did feel like it needed more space than the brief chapters we got & hopefully it will come to the forefront in the next book #like all of the elements didn't necessarily mesh well and i think the humor she was trying to go for with the silly name didn't really work #and the stuff with judith was like. the most boring way to handle that imo. did she have to be unconscious the whole book #she's got so much potential as a character #and! my top pet peeve when harrow lobotomy girl nonagesimus is like i'm going to find the real god you suck #iconic yes but it reveals #she's had the agency to walk away from john the whole book and has sat there listening and now is going to find alecto when? #like?? #the point of the lobotomy was that she is rejecting the framework for her previous life bc she's decided she cares more about the human cost #like??????? #if she was just sort of drifting in the river having alecto's dreams that's one thing but i refuse to believe #she wouldn't be trying to figure out where gideon was the whole time #maybe if she hadn't done the lobotomy i would buy it but she did do the lobotomy!!!!! she literally did do the lobotomy #you have to do a lot of work to get harrow from only caring about gideon's life and i guess religion kind of to just hitting pause on #thinking about gideon for an entire book! #this is not even my shipper brain it makes sense gideon has other priorities is in mourning for her previous self the things she's lost etc #but harrow literally did the lobotomy if u needed to get her to the 9th for plot reasons there were better ways to explain it!!

[frankenfossil]

Been slowly transcribing the archive of my comic hence no new updates lately but I decided to chart my progress (in terms of number of pages). Will update the image pinned post as I go

and also this is how I finally learned how to make a gif (it was uhhh easy!!) everybody wants animated graphs right.

#gotta finish transcribing before I finish next chapter but it suckssss which is why I'm being so slow about it #still honestly it's good for me to also reread #forgot I did a title drop in chapter 11 #good to know #also making this little pie chart for myself to track my own progress was definitely not procrastinating even more (⁠•_•⁠) #still it was really important to demonstrate to myself that I'm more than half way #thank goodness I started transcribing as I went #even if I knew it would be a long time before I could compel myself to transcribe the backlog #tbs #image description in alt #EDIT: today (6.11.2023) i added a quote from gideon the ninth to a page that was published six years prior to that book. to edify myself #it's the hovertext joke; there previously was no hovertext on that page #i'm not adding hovertext to every page; only where i feel like it #fun facts #page 258 FYI #chapter 22

[thebonejunky]

It's 5am and I just finished gideon the ninth. Im gonna be sick

#i loved it so much and its one if my favorite books now and it also caused me bone deep suffering and i want to die #i need the next #i need it now #ok #i assume gideon isnt just entirely dead and gone #just cause from stuff ive seen abt the books it looks like tteres still more to come with her and her story isnt finished #but my heart is still broken into a million pieces and i cried #my back also hurts #chapter 31 holy shit amiright #that mightve changed me on a fundemental level #gideon the ninth #the locked tomb

[sparklestheunicorn]

Can't wait to finish nona, read through the tag, and understand what I read

#ME! #the locked tomb #its all getting very Intense #2 days until the tomb opens apparently and i dont know who john is talking to in the dreams #he said harrowhark in the first one #but now hes acting like its alecto #and eye #ALSO #GIDEONS BODY #HOW FUCKING DARE THEY #MY GIRL #I AM SO MAD ABOUT THIS #anyway #going to stop reading here for tonight bc the next chapters big and i like my sleep

[drastrochris]

And now the Eighth die doing something incredibly stupid.  I can feel bad for Judith, but the Mayonnaise Uncle got what he deserved.  In the end, he’s the heretic, abandoning the teachings of Jod.

Sure, Jod is a mass murdering asshole, but Silas was all about faith and duty.

It’s also brilliant that Ianthe is giving her whole “look at me, I’m such a genius, I solved the problem, I’m the best” speech in the room that Cytherea had painted the wall with

YOU LIED TO US

She found the broken and bad solution, not the perfect one.  I suspect that perfect lyctorhood requires the necromancer to chisel off a tiny bit of their soul, and use that to glue the cav’s soul back into their body, keeping both alive, but tying both permanently.

This is my theory on how Harrow will fix Kiriona in the last book, btw.

#full reread #gideon the ninth #gideon the ninth spoilers #nona the ninth spoilers #next chapter Palamedes gets to do something incredibly stupid

[tchaikovskygay]

Chapter Summary

The rules of Yes Night—well, Day—well, Weekend—are simple. Say yes to any offer that comes your way.

Gideon starts it off with a bang... Scratch that. Gideon hopes it starts off with an exceedingly graceful, uneventful landing.

(it’s a last holiday au)

rating: m words: 1613 (chapter); 6180 (total) chapters: 4/11

chapter 4  |  beginning

#this one hurt pals #i mean it's all fluff but it was one of those every word came hard chapters #especially when i'm hyped for the next ones #griddlehark #griddlehark fic #locked tomb fic #gideon nav #harrowhark nonagesimus #my fic

[six-of-ravens]

*kicks open door* AND ANOTHER THING--

so I was reading again in the bath and I realized this book is just.....very badly plotted. and I know because this is a hole I've fallen into with my own writing. the author had a beginning (all the character intros, basically), and an end, but absolutely nothing in between, and no idea what to put there. the middle of the plot is that the characters are just doing independent study on one very broad topic of magic. except half the group is doing nothing because they don't do that kind of magic. so it's freaking Sideplot City. Libby has her wormhole (though that's only mentioned in past tense, we don't get to see her and Nico actually working on it), Tristan is slowly losing his mind realizing he can see particles (?), Nico is wrapped up in this Gideon/Gideon's Mom drama, Reina is just reading books, Parisa apparently did Nothing for several months and then fucked Dalton to get Plot Relevant Info We Already Know, and Callum is causing Tristan to lose his mind, presumably for the lulz.

Since the fight against the FBI/CIA/MI6/mercenaries/other random thieves, these people haven't interacted as a group at all. No bonding. No getting drunk together, no adventures, no nothing...everyone has just apparently been Doing Their Own Thing for months. So....the main plot is not advancing. We're not seeing group dynamics, and there's barely any character interactions that are relevant to anything except one character's side quest. There's no joking, no fun, no intimacy, no becoming friends shown on-screen. Callum toying with Tristan is the most productive character interaction we get. Even Parisa only superficially manipulates Tristan into sleeping with her, but she doesn't actually seem to like him or trust him with her Plot Relevant Info.

So basically the author didn't have a middle to her story, and instead of having the characters bond or, idk, giving them more random encounters with weird magic or monsters or the fucking Special Ops, she just made up individual sidequests that take like, 3 days each, and bullshitted that nothing else interesting happened, or anything to drive them together as a group, in the rest of the 3-ish months they've been there.

Which is deeply unsatisfying!! One of my favourite things about dark academias like The Secret History or When We Were Villains (or hell, it's not DA, but Gideon the Ninth!) is the character dynamics. You take a group of people, usually very close, but possibly just united by circumstance, and break them. See how they break, if they stick together, who trusts who, who is reliable, who immediately starts day drinking....These people have almost nothing to do with each other, and don't even seem united in their common goal of independent study (?) so the murder (disappearance?) that inevitably happens will have very little emotional impact. Unless in the next hundred pages they all do a heel-face-turn and start acting all buddy-buddy, but it's TOO LATE in the story for that. You wasted my interest on boring subplots and isolating everyone instead of showing dynamics and growth and, hell, giving me a magic library that was more cool and fun than a regular library (where are the nasty evil spell books????? the ghosts and monsters?!?!?! why can't Dalton and Atlas be a little more overtly evil or have any personality at all instead of just being fucking exposition robots????)

#sorry if this is disjointed lol my mom calles while i was writing it and i lost my train of thought #i just noticed this when i picked up Another Nico chapter that's about Gideon's mom. #i don't mind this sidequest bc Gideon interests me but everything is so disjointed and poorly explained that it's hard to follow #also Nico does a lot of things apparently bc other people are always describing them. but his scenes only revolve around Gideon #i cant tell if the author is bad a weaving sidequests into a main plot or if it's just bc THERE IS NO MAIN PLOT #steph reads tas #steph is putting down tas #steph might read light from uncommon stars next

[sirlucina]

can't stop thinking about her (gideon the ninth)

#read the book i have not had a 5/5 read in a long time #most of the time the books i read are universally praised and ill be like this was good but it wasn't that good and they end up being 3/5 #but i got attached to gideon right from chapter 1 #i just need someone to talk to about it #im devastated #i want to read the next book asap library pls hurry up #but also i never wanna read a book ever again

[drawnecromancy]

It's like reading a loving description of a decaying corpse in many many words. I love it.

#gideon the ninth #please don't tell me what happens next in the book i'm at like. chapter 8 or 9 ? i uh don't remember #just started act 2 basically #im reading it because i was told there's necromancy and :) there is!

[twiixr4kidz]

Hii can you do like reader sleeping on seven evil exes lap hehe I Also love ur writing!!♡

tysm!!! also apologies for how late this is i was on a hiatus ;^;

sleeping on the evil exes!!

matthew patel

he tears up a little bit

one second, you're awake and talking to him and the next, you're knocked out and drooling on his leg

he thinks you look adorable (he didn't take a picture of you what are you talking about)

he's also like, uncontrollably giggling and smiling over the fact that YOU!! FELL ASLEEP!! ON HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!

lucas lee

on the outside, he's like "hell yeah this is awesome" but you know DAMNNNN well he's screaming internally

lucas has this habit of acting like a badass on the outside but any time you do something, he's filled with an overwhelming amount of joy

he sits there with you sleeping on him for as long as he can

eventually his legs start falling asleep, so he sneakily moves your head off of his lap and onto a pillow

he also covers you up with a blanket or his jacket or whatever is around just so you don't get cold

todd ingram

treats you like a sleeping kitten

if only you were awake to see the smile on his face when he realize you were asleep, you probably would've melted

he'll run his fingers through your hair as he mumbles something under his breath about how he wishes this moment could last forever

eventually, he falls asleep sitting up

bro is hella dedicated to keep you nice and comfortable!!!

roxie richter

she honestly doesn't notice at first

she's just talking to you, telling you about her day or something that happened in this show that she's been watching, and you're not responding

at first she's like "what the heck, y/n?" and then when she realizes you're asleep, she's like "OHHHHHH" and then she's like "OH?? OH MY GOD???"

note, she's whisper-screaming to herself because she doesn't wanna wake you up

she's the kind of girl who can fall asleep anywhere, so she gets comfy next to you and crashes too

kyle katayanagi

very similarly to roxie, he's probably telling one of his crazy party stories when he realizes you're asleep

instead of stopping, he lowers his voice and keeps talking

he'll just keep telling stories until he falls asleep or until you wake up

his hand is resting on your arms as he draws circles with his thumb on it

he's really enjoying the fact that you trust him enough to just pass out on his lap like that

and you're definitely gonna get an earful of it when you wake up, because who is kyle if NOT a tease??

ken katayanagi

he's usually reading, so it takes him a moment to realize you're out

he smiles to himself, softly saying how you should've gone to bed when he said, but he still thinks it's cute

ken'll start reading to you too

he isn't sure why he does it

maybe it's something about the soothing, intimate nature of reading a book to somebody, or maybe it's just because he's ken and that's what he does

he'll bring you to bed when he's done with the chapter

he wants you to sleep well and NOT have a sore neck when you wake up, how sweet :))

gideon graves

he's a very busy guy, so this isn't new

actually it happens quite a lot

he'll get home late and you'll be falling asleep on the couch waiting for him

he greets you sweetly, sitting down next to you and putting on your favorite show to watch together

he knows that when you rest your head on his lap, you're going to fall asleep and he's more than okay with it

as much as he does love it, he tries not to get home so late that it happens in the first place

#scott pilgrim #scott pilgrim vs the world #spvtw #matthew patel #matthew patel x reader #lucas lee #lucas lee x reader #todd ingram #todd ingram x reader #roxie richter #roxie richter x reader #kyle katayanagi #kyle katayanagi x reader #ken katayanagi #ken katayanagi x reader #gideon graves #gideon graves x reader

[gideonisms]

in my au when pal is writing his b*ffy fic I debated for a while on what fandom he would write for. I really wanted to do h*mestuck as a joke but just couldn't make it work because I didn't know enough about the ships to decide which one he would become overly invested in to cope after a bad month. I settled on b*ffy/willow because I thought he'd probably project onto willow a little. gideon's projecting onto b*ffy tho so that's why she prefers b*ffy/faith. she likes mean brunettes

#ah the one h*mestuck reference i couldn't fit in. they do say to kill your darlings #i had to settle for one rose related username and a bathroom that just wouldn't let gideon out. #anyway. if you know which h*mestuck pairing pal is unreasonably attached to tell me #i'm not working it into the next chapter dw you all will be spared from that. this is pure academic curiosity

[vivaciouscynner]

I began reading Gideon the Ninth again - i dunno, it's like the 6th reread so far. And It's actually a good thing that I read digital copies because if I had the physical book, I'd literally take a bite like a sandwich. Like an actual bite with my teeth. It drives me so insane that I'd be motivated to keep going as my gums bleed trying to saw through the cardboard covers (yeah, I'd buy hard cover) and violently grunting until my upper central incisors meet my lower. Like wtf has this book done to me.

"Oh, Griddle! But I don't even remember about you most the time!" I've been internally screaming about this line. Violently screaming because the book is almost completely centered around this lie. It's not even the end where it's all revealed so bluntly with "I am undone without you!" but literally the same chapter where she explains, "I got more hot and bothered digging all night."

OH YEAH, I BARELY THINK ABOUT YOU, I JUST THOUGHT TO, YOU KNOW, DIG THROUGH PACKED DIRT WITH MY BARE FUCKING HANDS ALL GODDAMN NIGHT SO THAT I NEVER SEE YOU LEAVE. BECAUSE YOU LEAVING WILL UNMAKE ME, BUT YOU KNOW... LIKE... AN AFTERTHOUGHT... YOU GET IT

There are so many one liners where I just have to put the book down for a bit and pace around the room manically.

This book makes me so unwell and yet - AND YET - I'm like, "gee what happens on the NEXT page!"

#the locked tomb #tlt #gideon the ninth