good afternoon yall <3 have a lil roy bc i finally figured out his funky design :D!
(also heyy trying some new stuff with my art style :D!!)
Roy is a big patterns and print tee enjoyer and also the type to customize every thing he gets his hands on with a doodle at the very least, so his outfits and up a lot like this.
random assortment of things he might have in his pockets: cool rocks, candy wrappers, (the tiniest) minifugures, fidget toys, sand, paper, tiny pencils, etc... he´s forgotten to take them out before washing his pants and putting them through the dryer a couple times, c a t a s t r o p h i c
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“When you're weak, I'll be strong...
I'm gonna keep holdin’ on!
Now don't you worry: it won't be long...
Darling, if you feel like hope is gone,
Just run into my arms --
I'm only one call away...
I'll be there to save the day...
Superman got nothin’ on me --
I'm only one...I'm only one...call away...”
~“One Call Away (cover)” by Karlijn Verhagen & Mike Attinger
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Carewyn’s dress robes based on this design -- so good to draw the outer sleeves more accurately than my original sketch, after making several mistakes with them I couldn’t fix in post the first time!
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Oh gosh, some actually canon Carion content!! My dears, it has been a while... 🥰
For those of you who don’t know my personal canon for Orion post-Hogwarts, our favorite Quidditch Papa Bear enters into a couple of short-lived relationships while playing for the Montrose Magpies Quidditch team as their Chaser and later Captain, even though after seeing her Patronus that matches his right before he graduates, he’s left wondering if he and Carewyn could’ve been a thing romantically, if he’d both figured it out sooner and been brave enough to broach the issue with her. The most important of those relationships for Orion resulted in his beloved daughter Eos, who Orion took sole custody of after her mother abandoned both her and him in the midst of the Wizarding War, right before the fall of the Ministry. Since he was an orphan with no knowledge of his magical ancestry, Orion had to then go on the run from the Muggle-Born Registration Commission with baby Eos, only to get cornered and caught when he tried to covertly buy a replacement for his broken wand. While in custody, Orion kept Eos (strapped safely to his chest with a makeshift wrap) under his cloak in a desperate attempt to prevent their separation, pretending that she was his arm and that it was broken to explain why he wouldn’t let anyone touch or examine it too closely. Thankfully, when Orion and Eos arrived at the Department of Mysteries awaiting a trial and sentencing, several resistance members at the Ministry secretly broke in to rescue the most recent prisoners -- and one of those resistance members was Carewyn, still working under the radar in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Once Carewyn managed to smuggle Orion and Eos out, she sent him to stay with another resistance member -- an associate of her brother Jacob, who was also hiding fugitives in his London flat Secret-Annex-style -- where he and Eos could remain safely in hiding. As they parted, Orion couldn’t help but look upon this woman he hadn’t seen in person in six years with a kind of anxiety he hadn’t felt since the Quidditch Cup: one inspired and touched beyond words, but concerned for her well-being, as well.
“...I should think it would be pointless, to encourage you to hide as well.”
Carewyn’s face turned very grim as she shook her head.
“If I do, then I lose the position I have which can help me help others hide,” she said. She looked away, her expression becoming sadder. “...There’s so little I can do, right now. There are so many people I can’t help -- that I’ve failed to help...”
“You’ve helped me,” Orion said gently. “And Eos, as well. And for that...”
His black eyes rippled with emotion despite himself.
“...I lack the words needed, to express how I feel about that. The...gratitude I feel for it.”
Carewyn looked up at him, her almond-shaped blue eyes betraying deep emotion despite the brave smile she put on. She brought her arms around him, one holding the back of his neck in a hug and the other lightly resting beside the wrap holding Eos.
“There’s no way I would’ve let them hurt you, Orion,” she said quietly. “You or Eos.”
There were so many things Orion felt like he wanted to say, but he knew their time was short, and he ultimately lost his nerve. Even with this, though, his parting words to Carewyn were resolute --
“Next time we meet, it shall be because I have come found you -- hopefully in a more peaceful world.”
And Carewyn’s response was said through another resilient, pretty smile --
“I'll try to make that world come soon.”
Sure enough, after the War was over, Orion stopped by Carewyn’s office at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, both to acquire some help on behalf of the newly reformed Quidditch League and to follow up with Carewyn about her letters regarding the solidification of his legal custody over Eos. And it was through this reconnection that both Orion and Carewyn truly realized how destined for each other they truly were.
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