#harrow

kosalus:

We do bones, motherfucker

Ok I’m clearly never actually writing the college AU about Harrow escaping from her fundie parents and going to college (later than she wanted to), but I’m still insanely proud of this line:

Palamedes sighed. “I’m well aware that had you been let go to college as soon as you wanted to, reverend’s daughter, you’d be well on your way to your own PhD by now. But given the circumstances, I am rather further advanced in my studies—"

There was no hint of condescention in his voice. This was the only thing that prevented Harrow from immediately vowing to frame him for research misconduct, condeming him the the slow and agonizing death of the investigation committee.

Aren’t they cute together?

Secret Santa for Juniboba on TDP Amino

Sorry for ranting but this speech felt so personal to me because my little brother was born when I was going through hella hard times, when I was basically just a walking edgy teen corpse back in the elementary school, and he was there also when our parents started this entire divorce havoc that is still going on and one of the many reasons that I’m still somehow sane and kicking is him, the fact he’s not really aware of what’s going on, his innocent joy from little things and love he has for me, although I don’t spend that much time with him and… Yeah, this speech will haunt me for a long long time because one day he’ll have to grow up and probably feel the same way I did, I can’t protect him from it.

Griddle and Harry

Spectators at the annual cricket match between Eton and Harrow at Lord’s [1955] photo by Slim Aarons

locked-tomb-shenanigans:

thunderon:

direquail:

thecottageinthedark:

direquail:

betteratlifewhen:

mayasaura:

Man, Palamedes suggesting that the Sixth call in an expert from the Ninth to help overhaul their skeletal servitors really hits hard on just how much the Ninth is diminished. Harrow was maintaining the Ninth’s infrastructure mostly on her own. How many Ninth experts are there left to call on? Twenty? Fifty? Twelve? One?

Omg don’t hide this in the tags!!

need the AU fic that’s just Harrow and Gideon showing up in increasingly improbable disguises for all these different “experts” Pal needs and Cam and Pal just keep their poker faces on so they think they’re fooling them

and the requests keep escalating because Pal wants to know how far Harrow will go for this and it just devolves into a weird game of necromancy chicken and Camilla and Gideon are just… in the room, communicating with their eyebrows. They’re friends at this point, probably, but they haven’t said a word to each other.

The one problem here is that Gideon would notbe able to maintain her poker face. She would not be doing eyebrow communication. She would be leaning on the hilt of her greatsword weepingwith laughter because this just gets funnier and funnier the longer it goes on. She’s pretty sure that sooner or later she and Harrow are going to be wearing false moustaches, and when that happens she will Legitimately Die.

you are completely correct, and I have no answer for that, but there will absolutely be fake moustaches. this AU was entirely conceived as a means to force them to wear fake moustaches. They will both have them. Gideon is dying inside. This moustache is fake, and it itches and tickles her nose, and Camilla is smirking at her because she knows, but Gideon can’t flip her off until she’s out of both their necromancers’ line of sight

i think the funniest option would be: everyone knows that gideon is faking every position, which also have increasingly ludicrous job titles ranging from “chief bone carrier” (lugging around bones for harrow) to “ninth house customer service rep” (listening to complaints about harrow). whenever someone asks her what she and harrow really do, gideon just says “we do bones, motherfucker”

this pattern continues and by the time gideon shows up to canaan house as the cavalier primary who could not be more obviously not the cav primary, everyone just goes “sure why the fuck not”

I also wanna put it out there that when Palamedes was trying to get an expert from the Ninth House to come in, he wasn’t even fourteen. Harrow would’ve been ten, maybe eleven. Her parents just died. They get a request, and can’t not show up, so now she has the option to either admit they only have a ten year old bone expert left or go with Ortus and Gideon, make Gideon carry her around on her shoulders the entire time while she wears a huge ass cloak that hides the fact that there’s another person underneath, and hope they pass as one whole adult.

No one buys it because Harrow is ten and even with the paint on just has an obvious child face, but people simply do not have the heart to tell this kid that her disguise is rather poor. The general assumption is that the Ninth House didn’t think helping the Sixth important enough to send an adult and this is some kind of joke, but then it turns out Harrow is actually really good at what she does and it gets more of a “kid really wanting to prove herself, maybe she begged or snuck onto the shuttle or something”-vibe. People speculate Ortus is the one who was supposed to help but is letting the kid do her thing.

They’re asked to stay for dinner, and Gideon keeps reaching for stuff on the table from underneath the cloak because it’s been a long day and she’s hungry, damn it. Harrow is dying inside. She wants to chide her but can’t say anything without drawing even more attention to the fact that there’s hands coming out of her cloak. Eventually Harrow begrudgingly passes Gideon all the food that has too much taste for her so she stops reaching on the table, but now it looks like she’s throwing food underneath the table, and also Gideon slurps when she’s drinking the sauce off her plate.

gothicenjoyer:

gothicenjoyer:

in many ways gideon is v much a standard gothic heroine but instead of putting this line of argument anywhere productive, i can’t get the thought of her stumbling across the dracula brides milf room and losing her mind and subsequently dying within the first thirty or so pages of bram stoker’s dracula out of my head. so now you all can have it also

have had it pointed out that harrow’s main role in the narrative would be to keep her from doing exactly this. refuted by the fact that harrowhark nonagesimus would die on page five from contact with paprika

formerlyknownas-delight:

The Locked Tomb photoshoot #3, Harrow learns about food edition (find part 2 hereand part 1 featuring Gideon here)

[ID: five photographs of a smallish white person cosplaying Harrowhark Nonagesimus. She is wearing full black-and-white skull makeup with some fake blood around the nostrils and the corner of her mouth, a choker of finger bones around her neck and a long bone necklace. The outfit is mostly black, consisting of wide bell sleeves, a top with a realistic ribcage printed on, a black velvet hood with floorlength cape and a long ruffled skirt. Her hair is very short, black and partly covered by a black veil. Pic 1 to 3 show her in an industrial stainless steel kitchen in front of a huge pot holding an equally big soup ladle and a red cookbook. The last two pictures show her in a cooler with produce in the stainless steel shelves behind her. She is holding two honey melons at chest height and eyeing them with critical interest. In the last picture she’s holding a sizeable carrot instead, staring at it with concern. End ID]

wyvernwinds:

i’ve never seen a piece of media that gets the ‘lesbian gaze’ quite like the locked tomb does like …. my god let’s look at a few of our main players shall we

gideon: butch, ripped as fuck, sword, dumb but also smart where it matters, is a bitch sometimes, is also the most genuine caring person you’ve ever seen, did i mention sword, hot

harrow: deathly pale wet rag at all times, really fucking good at what she does, severely lacking in emotional areas, bone clothes, goth clothes, emo face paint always, emotionally closed off but secretly desperate for affection, is a bitch, extremely unhinged, hot

cam: severely competent at everything she does, only braincell in the room, sword, loyal as fuck, please cam give me a chance, please, hot

ianthe: pathetic, sexy, evil, hot

it really just hits all the bases i’ll never get over it

A WIP! Designing some Tarot Cards for my Eternal Living characters, with tons of red watercolour and metallic ink.

This is Harrow, represented as The Hanged Man from the Major Arcana

momosketchesdk:

They were happy once