#Jenna Heap

[salubriousbean]

I JUST REREAD THE FIRST BOOK TODAY AHH

[croatoanpiano]

These guys are in charge of a whole Castle

Finally drew Sep and Jen for their birthday!

[purplebunnydraws]

Jenna Heap redraws!! I’m falling back into the obsession…

[snap-fyre]

‘Sep, look over there!’

[canridauis]

little drawing of septimus and jenna because i just reread the series and Needed to draw them but couldn't think of any interesting drawings to make...kind of annoying that the Queen Rules is red because i really wanted to draw jenna with it but there's simply no contrast against her dress whatsoever. oh well

[septimusheapheadcanons]

i really love the take on jenna as an adopted kid in the original series

like she noticeably looks very different from everyone else in her family. once she becomes princess, she lives somewhere different than her family, and there is a very clear difference between her as a royal and her parents as Not.

and yet whenever anybody makes any sort of comment about it or insinuates that this means she is not really a Heap, she gets so fucking mad.

like only in book 1 does she get angsty about it, and nicko very quickly lets her know that nothing has changed just cuz she knows who her birth mom is now, that she's obviously still One Of Them

and after that. she is rude to people who insinuate. she's passive aggressive and firm and she won't hear any of it once she sees where the convo is going. her dad helps her shut it down. it's so good!!!

and it's very obviously conveyed as "ugh, [x] person is doing that 'you're not a Heap' thing, they're so dumb". rather than being something that actually makes jenna feel sad or question her position as a Heap. because after that first time, we know as well as she does that this isn't a fact that's up for debate. yeah she looks different. yeah she has birth parents. what about it? why would any of that change the immutable fact of her being part of this family?

it also gets interesting when you consider the septimus paradox. what makes him a "real" Heap if she is not? if they're not "really" siblings, which one is the Heap? the son who carries their blood but who doesn't know them, wasn't raised with them? or the daughter who carries different blood but from her first day of life has been the youngest sister in the house?

the answer obviously presenting as: they're both! flyte even confronts the fact that while he is the lost child, jenna is more of a Heap than he is and maybe will ever be, and it makes him uncomfortable.

the original books so unequivocally say that it is absurd to consider adopted kids anything other than a genuine part of their family, and it's so refreshing how they do it. i love that jenna gets frustrated, rather than angsty. i love that her and silas make fun of the royal planner woman for suggesting she's not a Heap, because isn't she being so silly? she's denying basic reality! it's just all such a good take on it and i love her

[friedwizardwhispers]

Small things I love about the Septimus Heap books:

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.

You can add more if you want..

[fisshontoast]

ID: a very simple digital sketch of septimus and jenna in front of a table with a pink cake with candles on it. /end ID

It's 2am so their real birthday drawing is on hold for a more sensible time but here's this :)

[bubbles-txt]

Remember this drawing from the very early days of my tumblr presence ?

Well, 2 years after that I redrew it.

And now, 2 years after that, I redrew it again !

I want to make redrawing this over and over again a tradition, to remind myself of how much I've grown as a person and as an artist, and to remind myself of the fact that Sep Heap was the first ever fandom I truly interacted with. This series and its fandom will always be held close to my heart 💜

Anyway, it's The Gang (TM), redrawn once again :>

[chaos-has-theories]

QUEEN

[sep-fish]

drew the gang :)

[candycrushmaster9000]

Back to the traditional sep heap art

[thebugaboy]

quick post jenna heap art while no ones looking

[purplebunnydraws]

Had to post this one by itself because its the only one I colored

[meganelixabethh]

Ok so we all agree watching the violent murder of your mentor and best friend while trying to save your friends baby and prevent yourself from also being murdered is a rough time. We also all agree that Marcia had to get over that very quickly because she had the tower to run and the Heaps to keep safe and the Supreme Custodian to keep in check. But here is what I think the run of events was like from the moment she leaves the palace to the moment she goes to bed that night

She absolutely pegs it down wizard way, pressing Jenna against her front so not to jostle her too much, and taking full advantage of her very long legs. When she bursts through the doors of the wizard tower all the wizards are gathered there, excited to see Alther and Marcia back from visiting the the Queen and the baby. Marcia bursts in, her hair is wild, she’s holding a crying baby, the amulet is hastily thrown around her neck and she is COVERED in blood. I’m talking soaked into her robes, splattered on her face, smeared on Jenna’s swaddling; she looks like she dressed up as Carrie for Halloween. All the wizards immediately think she’s done something to Alther; they can’t help but think about what happened to DomDaniel and wonder if it will become tradition for the apprentice to kill the master to supplant them. Marcia tells them what’s happened and who the baby is in a quick and panicked voice. She stopped crying on the run down the way, and she can feel the tears drying into her cheeks and making her skin feel stiff. The wizards immediately feel bad for doubting her and horrified at what she witnessed, they know how close she and the Queen were.

The wizards begin to cast protection spells around the tower and Endor, who is older than Marcia, comes over and gives her a bottle for Jenna, who is crying the entire time while Marcia rocks her and gently tries to shush her. She’s not called Jenna yet, and Marcia calls her Mattie, because Cerys was going to call her Mathilde after her mother. When Jenna goes to sleep, she thinks about putting her down but can’t face it, opting to hold her instead. When the spells are cast, the wizards reconvene around her. She’s sat on a chair looking at Jenna sleeping, and she looks up, a splatter of Cerys’ blood still on her nose, at the expectant faces of the wizards, and realises that it’s her that has to deal with this now. She’s in charge. It’s her. She looks down again and, even though she always imagined Jenna would grow up with her near, she knows she can’t stay here. She thinks of who can have her and her mind leaps to Silas. He did over half of the apprenticeship she just completed, and he left it all behind to look after his children. She knew Jenna had lost so much that day, but Marcia couldn’t bear the thought of her losing all the love she was going to have too- because this baby was going to be so very loved. She told the wizard she was going to take the baby to a safe place and got up to leave. Endor stopped her and reminded her that she looked like she had just witnessed a double murder and that she couldn’t just walk to whoever she was leaving the baby with and pass them over, it would be too suspicious. Marcia told her who she was was going to leave the baby with and Endor set off to find a way for Marcia to pass the baby over covertly.

When she left, Marcia took the stairs up to the rooms her and Alther had lived in so happily. She walked in and placed Jenna on the sofa, awake now but contented, and squarely ignored the door to Althers room and the bowl of half eaten porridge he’d left on the table. When she looked in the mirror, she startled at the sight of herself, and in panic performed a QuickClean spell. She knew she wasn’t meant to use Magyk for comfort, but Silas would never take a baby off her if she looked like that. She also needed to wear the ExtraOrdinary robes. If she was wearing her green robes Silas would 100% insist on talking to Alther and she wasn’t going to have time to explain everything that had happened today. She knew that the robes appeared on the wizard when they accepted their role as ExtraOrdinary. She looks in the mirror and says ‘I accept the role of ExtraOrdinary wizard’ but nothing happens. She tried to think it to herself, say it out loud like an affirmation, look at her exam results, but nothing happens. She’s still wearing her green apprentice robes. While she tries, she feeds Jenna again, who promptly falls back to sleep and Endor comes back. She tells Marcia that Silas has gone into the forest for herbs and will be back around when it gets dark, which is soon. Marcia knows nobody will be on the forest path that late, and that she can leave Jenna by the side of the road and Silas should Sense her. Endor makes it clear she needs to go now, and Marcia knows she’s right. The acceptance of her role sweeps through her and her robes change to the deep purple robes of her new position. She’s never worn Althers robes before, and they feel deeply powerful around her.

She hurries to the gate to get out to the forest path, her robes drawn around her and Jenna tucked out of sight inside. Dusk is just falling as she finds a bush and leaves Jenna there. She double checks that she can Sense her heartbeat clearly from the path, and she definitely can. Feeling as though she is ripping her heart out of her body, she walks away from the baby and goes to wait in the shadows of the lane she knows Silas will take once back in the castle, distractedly pressing a half crown into Gringes sticky palm as she passes. She waits longer than she would like, worrying about Jenna more and more every passing minute. Maybe she’s expecting too much of Silas, and Jenna will die of hypothermia by the side of the road. Cerys would come back from the dead to kill Marcia with her bare hands if that happened, and Marcia can’t quite bring herself to complete any thought that begins with her vibrant friend being dead. Just as she’s about to scurry back out the gate herself, she sees Silas hurrying down the lane, cloak pulled protectively around something and she knows it’s going to be okay. As he approaches her spot she sweeps out in front of him ‘tell nobody you found her, she was born to you, underhand?’ Is the best she can come out with before Transporting herself back to the tower. She couldn’t bear him asking questions.

When she gets back to the tower, everyone is in bed, even Endor, so she steps onto the stairs and unfocuses her eyes for a moment as the stairs lazily curl upwards on their slow night time mode. Her arms feel odd and empty without Jenna. She realises she forgot to tell Silas that the baby was called Mathilde. Another way she failed today. When she gets into her rooms she walks to her bedroom door in a daze, desperately tired and dreaming of falling into bed and never waking up. She walks straight into the door and no matter how hard she rattles, it won’t open. As she’s pushing at the door, Althers door opens with a creak, and Marcia realises that her new role isn’t just a set of robes, it’s a room too. There is no longer an apprentice, so the apprentice room is locked. She will not sleep in his bed. Not tonight. Not when he’s lying cold on the floor of the throne room. She casts an UnLocke on her door and rattles it again, nothing. She tried a different UnLock. Nothing again. She cycles through every spell she knows that might help and then makes some up and the stupid door will not budge. She tried a thunderflash, it doesn’t even dent it, she tries to shapeshift the door into an ant, it just stares back at her. She loses her temper and screams that she won’t sleep in his bed while she beats the door with her fists and her palms. She sobs, she screams, she throws the porridge bowl at the sofa and splatters the nice cushions with oats. She eventually ends up on the floor, laying on her side, tears sliding straight over her nose and onto the floor without her even blinking. She fuzzes out of the world for a while; the table legs blurring out of focus as she settles into the pleasant feeling of nothing mattering. She’s not sure how long she stays there but there wasn’t light when she left her mind and there is when she comes back. Her limbs feel heavy and she doesn’t want to move even though she knows she must. Endor will knock on her door soon and nobody can see this. Endor will knock on her door and patiently wait to be called in. If Marcia never says ‘come in’, Endor never will. Alther is gone. Cerys is gone. Milo is gone. There is nobody coming to pick her up off the floor and she doesn’t have the luxury of dying of thirst right in this spot. She heaves herself up and pick up the jagged parts of the broken bowl she threw earlier. She performs a Clean spell on the sofa but the stain won’t come out. She’s going to need a new one.

I warned you @septimus-heap

[kidlit-queen-competition]

Round 2 poll 15: Jenna Heap from Septimus Heap vs Violet Baudelaire from A Series of Unfortunate Events