Why is this so funny to me.
Also someone asked why my name was Minimum-Unwell, I thought it was obvious, I’m Maxwell’s evil twin.
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@minimum-unwell
Why is this so funny to me.
Also someone asked why my name was Minimum-Unwell, I thought it was obvious, I’m Maxwell’s evil twin.
This was the Part 1 of the comic.
Goodness gracious. Ignore how I spelled things.
Headcanon DST - Wilson P. Higgsbury
Content Warning: Mentions of physical abuse, child abuse, mental illness, and attempted filicide.
Wilson grew up alone with his mother, who suffered from schizophrenia. Due to the era they lived in, her condition was never properly treated. At the time, people with severe mental illnesses were often institutionalized rather than helped, which would eventually become her fate as well.
Because of her illness, Wilson’s childhood was unstable and confusing. Some days she was caring, while on others she was distant, paranoid, or unpredictable. Growing up in that environment left lasting scars on him. He developed severe anxiety, struggled to trust others, and found it difficult to form meaningful connections with people.
When Wilson was nine years old, his mother finally lost her battle against the voices. During a psychotic episode, she attempted to kill him. Fortunately, neighbors heard the shouting and the sounds of furniture breaking inside the house and alerted the authorities before it was too late.
His mother was committed to Bethlem Royal Hospital, while Wilson was sent to an orphanage. His father was nowhere to be found.
During his years in the orphanage, Wilson kept mostly to himself. He was a quiet child who spent his time working on small scientific projects and taking apart whatever broken objects he could get his hands on. Socializing never interested him much, partly because of his anxiety and partly because he simply felt more comfortable alone. Even as an adult, he would continue living in isolation.
When he turned eighteen, Wilson aged out of the orphanage and was forced to make his own way in the world. Although he was fascinated by science, he never had the privilege of receiving a proper education, leaving him at a disadvantage compared to those who had attended schools or universities.
While searching for shelter, he eventually discovered an abandoned house on the outskirts of the city. It was run down, damaged, and barely livable, but to Wilson it felt like a sanctuary. Day by day, he repaired it with his own hands, slowly turning it into a place he could finally call home.
Despite his anxiety, fears, and difficulties communicating with others, Wilson is genuinely kind-hearted. He has plenty of odd habits and quirks, but beneath all of his insecurities, he would never intentionally hurt another living thing. ( 😀🕶️🤏🏻 it’s gonna be great once you realize his mother’s temper and Charlie’s negative energy/nightmare creatures cause him to suddenly get violent without actually meaning to ).
(Haha… no. That’s not the end of the story. The rest is for another time.)
Headcanon: Maxwell’s clothes work for him, his shoulder pads can work as shadow hands.
Headcanon: Wilson’s hair moves depending on his emotions to show his current feelings. It’s an artistic choice. It reminds me of cat ears.
Poor Guy
I like to imagine Maxwell’s clothes are working for him, and Wilson’s hair moving depending on his emotions ( like ears ).
It’s either the hounds or the torch.
This was originally a comic but I’m too lazy too finish it.