#sam heap

Thanks for the message rat!

I've always really liked Marwick and Sam! I imagine that they spend months mapping the Ancient Ways, and then spend months living their best cottagecore lives in Keepers Cottage in between adventures.

This is a universe where you can have an actual pet rock. Petroc Trelawney has my whole heart and should also have yours.

At one point, an iguana was mowing the loan

The misadventures of Stanley, the rat having to deal with the Heaps (tm) in every book and his failed marriage and the adoption of his children + his job. He is doing his best, okay ?

Grandpa Benji went into the forest one day and never came back, living his life as a tree int he forest.

Sam. I know he is not little but I love Sam Heap and he deserves to be appreciated (the moments between him and Sep are great)

Medieval world ? Yes totally. Is that a submarine and an elevator ? Yes. Don't worry about it. There is no implications here of this being a post-apocalyptic futuristic world. What are you talking about ?

✨Jenna and Septimus killed a man ✨.

And considering what Sep says to her after and the fact that he was a child soldier without a name until he was 10,it probably wasn't the first time for him

Sleuth, Simon's emotional support tennis ball. It's very busy considering Simon is Simon and would need a lot of emotional support. It is also doing its best and should stop being taken by little brats .

Marcia and her fashion choices (tm). Does she need the pointy purple python shoes ? Nooooo. We wouldn't have her without them though.

The illustrations. They are so good. I love them so much.

Septimus (first of course): aroace king! he is so the type to just have a bestie moment with jenna and beetle and just hang around them all the time but never need something for himself. He just reallyyyyyy likes learning about magyk and going on adventures with his friends!! (also the apprentice and extraordinary wizard colors are green and purple so like..)

Jenna: huuuuuuge bi energy (shout out to that scene from darke 👀). she just gives huge idgaf energy.

Beetle: with a name like this he is not cisgender. bro has the most he/they energy. Both my brother and I lovee this lil guy.

there's nothing heterosexual or cisgender about this image. Also he gives huge bi energy. I think he's in a qpr with septimus while having his bi4bi with Jenna.

Marcia: the lesbian parental figure to ever. I don't have thoughts besides that this woman is not straight in any way.

Milo: polyamorous and asexual. This guy probably loves a lot of his higher ups in his crew. Why else would he be so chill being at sea all the time?

Lucy: demisexual & demiromantic (doesn't really know her attraction past that because she's only ever been into Simon). big she/they energy

Alice Nettles: any pronouns nonbinary and pan

Alther: just queer, bro does not like labels

Zelda: aromantic and lesbian. She'd probably drop something to septimus or wolf boy being like yeah when I was younger I was very popular with the ladies at the port. and they'd just be like :0

Marcellus: bro is so homosexual. The gay man to ever. good for him honestly. But he is such a hermit and introvert he really doesn't make many connections or have any meaningful relationships ://

Merrin: totally trans fem. she is so uncomfortable and emo about having to present as a guy and have a name she doesn't like that she gets into darke stuff to cope. credit to @septimus-heap for this post and pointing this out to me, you make a good point.

Wolf Boy: very aroace furry energy. also I feel nonbinary with some neopronouns to do with being raised by wolves and feeling like one of them. I also feel like being keeper of keeper cottage kinda requires a person to be aromantic because you're literally not allowed to get married so it's way better this way. Also probably in a qpr with septimus but yk it's pretty long distance so doesn't always work. but when they do get together bro is it lit.

Sam Heap: Ace and gay. Bro was sooooo confused about why the other forest heaps were so enamored with the wendron witches. He just really likes fishing.

and to finish it off strong

@septimusheapevents for the 2022 Septimus Heap Big Bang

My art piece for @arcane-clown's lovely fic Jenna's First MidSummer As Princess. (I know I promised another drawing, but I won't be able to get it done for this event, so I'll get it to you another time!)

marcia: mirrorball, tied together with a smile

septimus: seven

septimus and marcia as a duo: the best day, never grow up (from marcia’s pov),

milo and cerys as a duo: sad beautiful tragic, enchanted, the one

milo and marcia as a duo: tears drop on my guitar, the archer (more likely to be in marcia’s pov), you belong with me (marcias pov) its nice to have a friend, im right where you left me (marcias pov, except they have their happy ending)

the heaps and jenna: never grow up (from their parents’ pov), maybe even the best day.

simon: this is me trying

simon and lucy: love story, this love, dancing with our hands tied

now this is might make all of you guys confuse but marcia, milo, and cerys is literally august, james, and betty

sam heap is fifteen years old, and he thinks he’s always known, but something about that moment solidifies it. the older boy’s hands brushing against his as he handed sam the oars, the way he’d looked at sam, thoughtful, as if wondering what a fifteen year old boy would even want with a bright green paddleboat, his gaze lingering on sam’s biceps as if mentally calculating how strong sam is.

i could probably carry you, sam had thought. he’d almost blushed, but not quite, so he was counting it a victory.

sam knows this fluttery feeling well.

he knows that girls never make him feel like this.

the knowledge is comfortable, safe, solid. he’s certain about this aspect of himself. telling other people, though, is still something he doesn’t know if he’s ready for.

so he’s here. test run, one two three. sam heap presses his palms against the bark of the tree, closes his eyes. 

‘grandpa,’ he says, softly. ‘i like boys. just boys. i’m gay.’

there’s a rustling of leaves, a branch swooping down, pressing against his head oh so gently. moving his hair out of his forehead. familiar leaves in sam’s face, like a kiss on the cheek. 

‘i love you,’ grandpa benji’s voice says. ‘i’m proud of you. thank you for telling me.’ 

and sam opens his eyes, leans back against his grandfather. he feels the branches gently caressing him, and he smiles. 

he sits there until it gets dark, and then he finally gets up. his brothers will need someone to prepare dinner, after all. but there’s a lightness in his chest, a sort of giddy euphoria. 

there’s something so special about a first time something happens, when it goes right.