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call me mrs. gringe the way I'm cooking up some bullshit
im sorry is the jenna and beetle ship called jeetle. is that. is that the name we've decided to go with here
okay
Now bestie @cerciscanadensis
F/M Ships S3
Round 1
Jenna Heap/O. Beetle Beetle (Septimus Heap) VS Adora Belle Dearhart/Moist Von Lipwig (Discworld)
Jeetle
Adora/Moist
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thinking about them
[image description: a pencil drawing of beetle and jenna from the septimus heap series. they are snuggled in bed together under a checkered bedspread, sleeping. beetle has his arm under jenna, and she is hugging him. her long, black, straight hair is splayed around her. the photo of the drawing is taken outside, with yellow grass around the edges of the sketchbook. end of description.]
Can you write a Septimus/Jenna/Beetle friendship fic? :)
“why do i have to be the one who’s getting dolled up?” septimus asks, sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed.
“because you lost the bet, dingbat,” jenna says affectionately.
“you’re the actual queen!” septimus protests.
“and you’re the prettiest out of the three of us,” beetle says gravely, looping an arm around his girlfriend and giving septimus a look. “besides, if she asks you to do it and you don’t, you’re at risk of prison.”
“like i’m afraid of a holding cell,” septimus scoffs. “okay, do your worst.”
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jenna and beetle are very gentle, as gentle as can be. jenna combs out septimus’s hair, something she’s grown adept in from combing out various heap brothers’ hair over the years, mostly for fun. she braids a flower crown into his hair, taking care that he’s relaxing while she does this. beetle meanwhile, is carefully applying some sort of blush on septimus’s face, a task he is unexpectedly good at. jenna knows this - he’s fixed her make-up too many times for her to not know that when it comes to cosmetics, beetle’s art gallery level talented.
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septimus opens his eyes after what feels like ages, ready to see something embarassing like clown make-up. instead, he sees himself with flowers in his hair and glitter on his face, his cheeks a little pinker than usual, his eyes lined with even maroon strokes and metallic copper shades on his cheekbones. everything about the makeover he was dreading is a clearly visible act of love. he suddenly wonders if this is what kids do at sleepovers with their best friends, and his heart aches with wonder and gratitude.
“do you... like it?” jenna asks, hesitant. beetle looks equally unsure, his hands covered in the same colours that line septimus’s face.
septimus blinks. “this is absolutely lovely,” he says, his voice somehow softer than he’d known it could go. “thank you both so much.”
he doesn’t say i love you. he doesn’t need to.
Some older Jeetle headcanons: • They have 3 kids, 2 daughters then a son • Jenna gets her first grey hair first, but Beetle's whole head ends up going grey first • Beetle grew facial hair exactly once in his life in his late 30s, but didn't keep it for that long (Jenna was grateful, she likes the clean shaven look) • Sir Hereward followed them to their big Castle bedroom when they got married, despite them insisting he didn't have to. He just promised to stand a little farther away as to give them "a bit of privacy" • "Your Majesty" and "Your Highness" are still weird to them sometimes, so they'll wear the fancy robes and the crowns but when alone in bed it's cotton pajamas and cups of tea like Beetle's mom used to make, and being comfortable with that life too • inscribed wedding rings