#Sybil Harding

[thetempleofthemasaigoddess]

"Hello, I'm Sybil. Sybil Harding."

Name: Sybil Eleanor Harding

Date of Birth: February 25th 1924

Family: Gwen Dawson (mother); John Harding (father); David "Davey" Harding (younger brother, b. 1930)

Education: Primary and high school in Ripon. Department of Journalism Studies at the university of Sheffield (graduated in 1945).

Work experience: Apprenticeship at a local newspaper in Ripon (1945-1948). Hired at The Sketch in London in 1948.

Favourite colour: Teal

Favourite (and least favourite) food: Parkin - especially the one her father prepares. Drinks tea with milk and no sugar. Eats almost everything but she is allergic to mustard.

Favourite artists: Billie Holiday and Myrna Dalgleish.

Sexuality: Aro lesbian. In a relationship with her "roommate" and old best friend from university, who writes for another magazine.

Idols: Her nakesake and her mother's benefactor, Sybil Crawley. Emmeline Pankhurst. She also admires her employer, lady Edith Crawley, and The Sketch's editor, Laura Edwards.

Friends: She feels more at ease with male friends than with other girls. Generally remains friends with past lovers. Becomes friends with Marigold Gregson soon after Edith introduces them.

Dream: To publish her own magazine. To learn to speak French. To meet Billie Holiday.

Personality: Stubborn. Generous. Introverted. Dedicated. Ambitious. Devoted. Always ready to help others, but she would die before asking for it herself.

Habits: Wears one of a pair of rings she and her roommate have exchanged as a sign of their commitment to each other. Started smoking to imitate Laura and keep her company during her smoke breaks and soon developed an addiction. Bites her nails when nervous.

Faceclaim: Ellie Bamber - with red hair!

*****

Here is my first OC!! Hope you like it, I hope I can write more about her!

Thank you to @queenmeriadoc for their encouragement.

[emariedraws]

This man is NEVER beating the dog allegations

[crashtesting]

as someone who has been at the devil's sacrament for too much of my life, I like to play the game "guess the popular ship (without scrolling through tags or ao3)" when im getting to know a new media/fandom. (would recommend, it's equally satisfying to be exactly correct and completely wrong).

that is to say, I'm new to the brilliant Discworld novels, and the fandom didn't strike me as particularly ship-y. which is fine and cool and sometimes the interesting thing is the rarepairs and the platonic dynamics and the world-building!

however. I just finished Guards! Guards! and I'm 100% certain that whatever the hell Vimes and Vetinari have got going on, a significant number of y'all are deeply into it. that's the one.

[redwiddershins]

I think about these two a lot, so I just had to draw them. They're incredibly tragic, aren't they?

[gooselordsupreme]

Relistening to Night watch and this scene nearly made me cry, the cigar case represents to him the man he has become in spite of it all. It was a gift from Sybil, and it means everything to him

[regulusblacksswiminglessons]

YES jegulus and wolfstar are good. however, i raise you prongsfoot and moonwater. maybe even messy partyvan post gilderat.

[zagreuses-art]

For a guy who never really shows interest in anyone Vetinari sure gets shipped with a lot of people huh!

Inspiration image and the names the hands belong to under the cut

Apparently this is a still from the move "Malena", I found it on Pinterest I think

From right to left the hands belong to: Sybil Ramkin, Lord Downey, Moist Von Lipwig, Sam Vimes, Lady Margolotta, and Rufus Drumknott. Leonard da quirm is in the background inventing a blowtorch

[themalhambird]

There were times when Ankh-Morpork as a whole possessed a conveniently short memory. Inside of a week “that thing with the dragon” was already being forgotten, partly because nobody wanted to admit they’d thought crowning a bloody great lizard was a a good idea and partly because no one wanted to remind the Patrician that they’d been complicit in locking him inside his own dungeon. The palace was repaired; any damage to the city was propped up or painted over. Nevertheless, there were clearly going to be some lasting effects. It was early in the morning, and Sybil Ramkin was leaning over the Patrician’s shoulder, examining one of the said consequences with a somewhat critical eye. “It’s not bad, Havelock,” she said. “A little more practice, perhaps.”

Lord Vetinari hummed his agreement. His fingers did not stop switching lace bobbins from one position to another, moving pins down the board and leaving a slightly lopsided web in his wake. “I find it…relaxing,” he said. “A challenge, to be sure, but easier to wrangle than the city.”

“To be sure,” Sybil repeated with a wry smile. “Lacemaking is only a craft that takes most people years to learn properly. You’ve read one book and away you go. Honestly Havelock. You’re insufferable.” 

Vetinari smirked. Sybil stepped away from his shoulder and strode gracefully to the far end of the long table, sitting opposite her old friend and helping herself to breakfast. “So,” she said, “Captain Vimes.” 

She waited. Vetinari said nothing. His bobbins clacked. Sybil popped a grape into her mouth. “”I’m not going to sit here  playing mindgames with you, Havelock. I’m not one of your little lace bobbins- I’m your friend.”

“”Captain Vimes” is not a statement that seems to require a response, my dear.” Vetinari set down the bobbins and sat back in his chair, tapping one slender finger on the wooden armrest. Sybil smiled. 

“Fair enough. Let me rephrase. What do you think of Captain Vimes?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Because I like him.” Sybil said frankly. “I like him a great deal.”

“Why?”

Sybil gave a half shrug. “He’s passionate. Blunt, but the honesty is charming. He’s brave- heroic-”

“-an alcoholic. Hardly a paragon of the law. Oh, he may not take bribes, but the Night Watch as a whole doesn’t have much of a purpose beyond running away at the first sign of danger.”

“Now that’s unkind- they were fighting Wonse and the dragon whilst you were sitting in a prison cell. Look, Havelock,” Sybil sighed. “I like him. I really rather like him. So I would like to know what you think of him.”

“...I think,” Vetinari said slowly, “that given half a chance Samuel Vimes would lock me up and throw away the key. I think that Samuel Vimes has a great deal in common with his famous ancestor and I think, Sybil, that if you like him, there wouldn’t be any harm in continuing the acquaintance.” His mouth curls in a sly smile. “Besides,” he said, “Think of how it would annoy Ronnie Rust- Lady Ramkin, consorting with the plebs.” “Well,” Sybil said. She picked up another grape. Vetinari picked up his bobbins. There would be City Business to attend to, soon enough, but the Patrician could spare another ten or fifteen minutes on Ankh-Morpork’s richest daughter who had, after all, been through so terrible an ordeal lately. And, considering Wonse's betrayal- though it had hardly been unexpected- Havelock wanted to spend a little longer in company with his old friend. Besides. It was gratifying to know that he wasn't the only person to see the merit buried deep within Captain Vimes, and Vetinari wanted to spend a little time ruminating on all the doors that Vimes forming a connexion with Lady Ramkin might start to open up...

[schwarzgeier]

Crawling back into your mailbox (looks good. have you redecorated?) cause

Are you just gonna leave us like this? Grasping at the girlies?

also if there's nothing you wanna share that's cool just count this as a Hi. I know older drafts are the urgh

I did redecorate my mailbox thank you for noticing , I specificly dragged in a comfy chair just for you fhfhf Hope you like it!!

The fact u actually notice the weird ramblings i have in tags is making my day Jay ur so cool fhfhf but uh here I suppose this is what you came for? I dont have lot to say about old drafts of Blau and Geier but it is sorta interesting how they evolved. Sorta from one replika to 2 .

The first ever sketch was the orange one , very back then I think i wanted to make a demolitionist expert replika . I immidietly saw someone else have that idea for a replika , that day i drew that so in a panic I dropped the whole concept fhfhhf

i had this problen a lot tbh making both Blau and Geier. The fear of accidently having a same idea as someone else terrifies me and honestly there are firey Geiers out there im pretty sure that other people made. But at this point i like mine and I truly feel like i came up with these 2 by myself now.

All these sketches were made roughly a year ago? Could be bit more actually its hard to say. But yeah Blau was first , originaly even called Geier. Then quickly changed to Eisvogel cause i liked their color scheme and they fit the scientist theme bit more , up until I reallyyy stuck with the Blue Jays for their simplicity and white/blue theme. Blau went through a lot of design changes but the story has mostly stayed consistent.

Geier was bit easier to make , felt riskier for some reason but design wise purely? I really am happy with how Geiers turned out now. Black armor , red/orange themeing for the fire , vented mask in the faceplate and backtanks for gas were all things that kinda just. Made sense to make from start. Visor changed up a bit and the hairstyle , since god trying to make even a bit of an authentic signalis style hairstyle is hard for me.

God looking at these old drawings gives me the ick kinda but also a sense of nostalgia. Year isnt long time yet a lot has happened since then. I like my blorbos so much more then and feel like i can do even more with them. I love signalises and other media too but OCs? Always will have a soft spot for them , specially other peoples ones. Love to see what people create on their own.

[anonomouslyabanana]

I honestly feel so conflicted about Sybil Ramkin because on one hand she's obviously a fascinating character who is shown to be kind and capable and willful but on the other she's very much shunted off to the side after Guards! Guards! in a way that doesn't feel fully dealt with (caveat that I haven't read Snuff yet) -- like it honestly almost feels like Pratchett fell into the whole "oh you're sidelining a female character to make way for a m/m ship" but like. Vetvimes is not actually canon in that particular way. She is absolutely not a poorly written character and the development of her and Vimes' relationship doesn't feel illogical per se but it does feel a bit like it's missing something?

[thanatologie]

which, actually, in a follow up thought related to elder scrolls no one asked for or cares about but that i want to put a pin in to explore later for me: scratch the devotee of arkay thing, who cares about arkay, fuck arkay. like it's kind of hard to deny the aedra and daedra since they, you know, physically exist and do have an effect on the world (which, fair, when you get into the lorkhan of it all the aedra are mostly cut off and the daedra aren't but that is neither here nor there for the purposes of this thinky thought). like you pray at a shrine sometimes you get an answer, sometimes people literally mantle (become) the gods, it's a whole ass thing.

but emmrich being emmrich probably has a very dwemer-esque mindset about all of that in that, sure, they're real, true facts things. powerful, yeah, but maybe not worthy of a whole ass religion that was a compromise to marry nordic animism and the elven pantheon after the slave rebellion and trashing of the ayleid empire, right.

no, arkay has fuck all to do with whatever he's got going on, but what does effect him is the banning of the practice of necromancy from the arcane university (and the college of winterhold at a much later date). sure, you say elder scrolls necromancy and think mannimarco, i'm sure, but there have been necromancers that aren't actually terrible, awful people who use their knowledge of it to do horrible things, and he'd follow a path more in line with the recommendations of on necromancy and the order of the hidden moon, encouraging the dead to move on instead of what the majority of necromancers are doing which is keeping souls tethered instead.

[paigepithetics]

the amount of times i open a romantasy novel and the mmc is genuinely rude/mean/dismissive of the fmc i get so put off. wdym he's not instantly obsessed with her??

like yes, i love banter. give me snark and tension and clashing ideals all day. but it still needs to be obvious that he respects her. that he listens. that he values her opinion even when he disagrees. that he chooses humour over hostility, patience over pride, care over control. that even when they’re butting heads, it’s never about making her feel small.

if his love/affection for her doesn’t eclipse his ego, why are we even here

[yes-prisoner]

[klinefelterrible]

Does anyone else cry at the last meeting with the King in Fifth Elephant? I was reading it at work yesterday and lucky me noone was around because fuuuuuck. Every single part hits hard

[kitkitart]

have a warmup doodle for christmas!!!

I beat Signalis this year too. got the Promise ending. Will see about replaying for the other endings. I felt like drawing Sybil again lol

[alexandria-thornton]

.