#gideon*

[ginwhitlock]

manifesting this for you bestie you deserve it

and i don’t want to see you with some gideon lookalike

please do not stop manifesting I will take that over a Gideon look alike any day

[hollidaytaylor]

hollie, gideon, & freddie moon going as elton john.

[floppant]

Nothing matters anymore, everything is chaos, so here are two pix of Marit’s twin boys I had in my drafts – out of context, out of time, like the rest of my dash 🍕🔥

[ghoulishroxas]

Cerulean orbs bore into him, into the doorway, and he holds his breath (not that he really needs to, not anymore) as she stares directly at him. 

Maybe, he thinks to himself, maybe this time, this time she’ll see me, this time she’ll hear me. But just as he parts his lips to utter reassurance, her gaze drops, and her shoulders shudder under the weight of a burden he can’t help her carry anymore.

Guilt drips into him like the feeling of an egg running over his head, and once more he curses the curse that took him from this earth, that took Fabian, that fucked the lot of them over. He should be there, he should be able to keep her safe (not that she really needed help, mind you). 

"You're a'right Vancey," he murmurs anyway, pressing his forehead to the door frame. "You'll be a'right. You're strong. You'll get through this. I know you will, love."

She doesn't answer him.

She never does.

[fay-prewett-blog]

Graveyard (AU)

Fabian's hands shook dangerously as he walked through the dirt pathways that led around the cemetery.  His steps were slow and careful, as though he was expecting the ground to break at any moment.  But he didn't stop, although every step he took grew more painful.  It was late evening.  The clouds were growing thick around the stars, and the air was cool, but Fabian didn't notice.

He reached his destination after an eternity of steps.  He stood a few feet back from the tombstone, which still looked new, even though it'd been there for a whole month.  Gideon Prewett, 1959-1981.  "Born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad".  Forever loved, and forever missed.

Fabian stared at the words carved into the grave, but he still wasn't able to comprehend them.  He never would be.  Taking a hesitant step forward, he approached the tombstone and kneeled down.  "Hey Gid."  He spoke hoarsely, his breath catching in his throat.  "Sorry I couldn't come earlier.  I know you got visitors though.  I think Andy visited two weeks ago... and Molly came last Monday.  Of course, you already knew that."  He said, shaking his head.

He reached forward and placed a bouquet of flowers on the gravestone, that was already littered with flowers and letters of all kind.  "Lucinda wanted me to give these to you.  I think she wanted to come with me... but I think it's best this way."

"The war's over.  We won.  But I don't think we really did, because we lost so many people, Gid.  Marlene died, along with her family, Caradoc disappeared, Lily and James, and... and you."  Fabian traced the name of the gravestone before speaking again.  "I'm probably telling you things you already know.  I need to stop doing that."

He was silent for a second before he shifted around and sat on his bottom, bringing his knees in close, as if he were a little boy again.  "Do you remember when we were six, and I ripped up your alien book because they didn't exist?  And then, to get even with me, you ripped up my superhero comics, because heroes didn't exist either?  We didn't talk for a whole day... I was miserable until Mum convinced us to make up."  Fabian felt tears prickling at his eyes at the memory, and he struggled to find his voice again.  "Anyway... I think you're wrong.  Heroes do exist.  They do, and I know they do... because I knew you.  You're my hero, Gid.  And you always will be.  And no doubt you're laughing at me now and calling me sappy, but that's okay, because you should be laughing.  You should never ever stop laughing, Gid.  Laugh for the both of us, because I don't think I can anymore..."  Fabian broke down, holding his knees tightly as he sobbed, his chest feeling as if someone was punching him.

"I... I miss you, Gideon..." he stammered through sobs.  "You left me alone, and I want to go with you, but I can't because we promised each other we wouldn't.  And I can't break my promise to you, Gid, I can't.  But you know this already, and why can't I find one single thing to tell you that you don't already know?!"  Fabian exclaimed desperately.  He cried for several minutes, just feeling the hurt and desperation in him slowly calming down, but definitely not fading.  Finally, he ragged breaths slowed, and he was able to speak again.

"Gid... I'm not going to tell you that you're my best friend, or that you're a good man, or that I love you.  I'm not going to say that you died too early, or that you didn't deserve this.  Because you already know all of those things, and I know you hate it when people do that.  So I won't.  So... just wait for me, okay?  I'll see you again.  Until then... give 'em hell up there, little brother."