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Timber Chump Gideon
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Masterlist / Chronology:
• Introduction Part 1 • Part 2
• Business proposition Part 1 • Part 2
• Chump hits on both Anne and Sebastian and doesn’t bat an eye
Late for - Junicorn.
HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE
LET’S GO THEMBIANS
And nothing else matters…
Excellent question!
Thank you Birdie💜
I wish it was rather something heroic or magical, or even silly and insignificant - but alas.
He was around 13, looking significantly older. Still surviving the London slums. He has gotten better at doing odd jobs here and there, working a few factories, and had enough audacity to demand a higher paying position at that cursed Cotton Mill. He was old enough and experienced enough to skip straight to that level, to the employers reluctance and discontent.
Long story short - he got a little too cocky. Still brimming with magic that he didn’t have an outlet for - he had the bright idea of trying to use it for machinery efficiency. What could go wrong?
In a mere second the pulley started spinning so fast - its belt snapped and slapped him right in his face. He barely had time to react and pull his face an inch away to save both of his freakishly lavender eyes. Lesson learned - he had to spend a few months, partially in a hospital, partially begging for scraps around churches. And a small fraction of time vomiting from trying to dress the wound with brandy of all things…
In the end he was incredibly lucky to live and tell the tale, keep his eye in tact, and get away only with a scar as a reminder. Maybe, just maybe - the same magic that caused it performed an equal miracle and helped him to pull through. He has seen too many times, those who haven’t had the luxury. Such is the life of a poor working class orphan.
It’s still Mermay somewhere in the world
Talk about posting the last moment…
Stunning coloring and Anissa belong to @anyahoney , thank you for doing this with me!
There's something strange about that boy...
was inspired by this post of Thorn's to C R E A TE !! ! Turns out both our blorbies grew up in London, although undervery different circumstances...
LORE TIME::
Harper spent the majority of her childhood in Miss Darcy's Home for Unfortunate Girls, an orphanage that fancied itself a finishing school or the lesser fortunate. It could have been a lot worse, she admits, especially as she follows the Mother Superior along the streets of London on their biweekly constitutional. However, she'd never seen one of the street urchins do that before. Must be seeing things.
Bonus five years later under the cut:
HE KNOWS HIS NUMBERS
It’s your turn 🫵 Give me all the deets about Harper’s scar
Funny you should ask, Thorn😏
I once attempted to make a short comic about it,, but became too unsatisfied to continue. Maybe someday I'll get my shit together 😔However...
How Harper got her Scar:
For the first few months of being a target of Ranrok, Harper felt invincible. She survived a dragon attack, took down a troll practically on her own, and any interaction between herself and Loyalists, Ashwinders, or Poachers left her walking away unscathed. She felt her magic made her untouchable, and subsequently became bolder and bolder.
One evening, while out in Hogsmeade, she attempted to do some good. She tracked a pair of Ashwinders back to their camp in the Forbidden Forest, ready to leave another charred message for Rookwood. But there were more Ashwinders than she'd expected. It only took one to alert the others.
She was outnumbered, and she knew it. Even with the aid of the Peruvian Instant Darkness powder she'd managed to smash on the ground, they were still after her. When one caught her, a boot on her wrist kept her from casting. She expected death, but Rookwood wanted her alive. The Ashwinder had something else in mind; Urerincarem.
Urerincarem, or Deepfire, is a curse (that I made up hehe) occasionally used by Wizarding criminals to mark enemies or keep their extortees in check. Though it's uncommon in English gangs, it's not unheard of. The curse can be afflicted anywhere on the body, but is usually cast on one’s face. The curse loosely translates to “burn into flesh,” and acts as a ticking time bomb, slowly and painfully burning the victim outwards from the casted area. The damage will continue to spread until the counter-curse is performed. However, the curse is volatile and reacts catastrophically if the counter-curse isn’t performed perfectly. Amateur attempts to heal or reduce the pain will cause further damage, irreparable damage. Because of this curse’s nature, the scars obtained from it cannot be removed or healed, except by the passage of time.
Upon the initial moment he spell hit her, she was blinded by pain. The adrenaline coursing through her system caused her ancient magic to react, decimating the area and saving her from further harm. Unfortunately, Harper didn't know why Urerincarem was so feared, so upon her return to Hogwarts, to alleviate the other injuries she'd gotten, she drank some Wiggenweld. The healing potion activated the curse, and her flesh began to bubble.
Luckily, she'd chosen to drink the Wiggenweld in the Undercroft. And luckily, Hogwarts' most curse-knowledgeable Slytherin was by her side when it happened. But it would not be a perfect cure. Harper was left with a burn scar covering the expanse of her right cheek, a reminder of what hubris could bring her.
It took months for Harper's confidence to return. She didn't leave the castle for weeks, not even to go to Hogsmeade.
I've got a whole chapter devoted to it in my fic, mwahahaha 😈 specifically this one
And if Seb hadn't been there... Harper would look very, very different.
We are truly taking them through hell and back
Excellent question!
Thank you Birdie💜
I wish it was rather something heroic or magical, or even silly and insignificant - but alas.
He was around 13, looking significantly older. Still surviving the London slums. He has gotten better at doing odd jobs here and there, working a few factories, and had enough audacity to demand a higher paying position at that cursed Cotton Mill. He was old enough and experienced enough to skip straight to that level, to the employers reluctance and discontent.
Long story short - he got a little too cocky. Still brimming with magic that he didn’t have an outlet for - he had the bright idea of trying to use it for machinery efficiency. What could go wrong?
In a mere second the pulley started spinning so fast - its belt snapped and slapped him right in his face. He barely had time to react and pull his face an inch away to save both of his freakishly lavender eyes. Lesson learned - he had to spend a few months, partially in a hospital, partially begging for scraps around churches. And a small fraction of time vomiting from trying to dress the wound with brandy of all things…
In the end he was incredibly lucky to live and tell the tale, keep his eye in tact, and get away only with a scar as a reminder. Maybe, just maybe - the same magic that caused it performed an equal miracle and helped him to pull through. He has seen too many times, those who haven’t had the luxury. Such is the life of a poor working class orphan.
There, go ham, go crazy. And something nice for the wlw girlies 💜
So it's been 300 already... Off to think on what funny picture to attach to the raffle again
Get ready!
It’s still Mermay somewhere in the world
Talk about posting the last moment…
Stunning coloring and Anissa belong to @anyahoney , thank you for doing this with me!
Things are happening on my island…
Water contamination duo
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Properly introducing Anissa and Gideon to the story. And yes, they are from the same story as Timber and Chump! More to come-
So, I wanted a signature character reference for this esoteric bimbo, and figured one particular artist would handle it better than me or anyone else. Thanks to @alliezarin for taking on this wonderful commission and bringing all my silly little ideas to life 💅✨
2/12 MC’s challenge with a twist
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@betteradoringfan - Yvette Binoche
Gee did a pretty good job, but he always forgets about his own freckles… Colored hair was a choice, can’t go without it. Clothing transfiguration was so rushed that… Waaaait, was it you a Slytherin or Me a Slytherin… Uuurrrm…
@pierrot-dokki - Teddy Huntington
… Is getting compressed into an industrial shape. That’s about it!
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Descending to madness.
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My part of the art trade for the lovely @myokk 💜
Thank you so much for doing this with me, it means the world 🤧 Words are not my strongest suit, but I speak in art
