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October – William Merritt Chase // There it Goes – Maisie Peters
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genshinresource · 5 months
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Genshin Impact 2023 Halloween Celebration Artwork by Bibimbub15 on Twitter
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thepunkmuppet · 7 months
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the possible future of the hatchetfield series: hatchetfield halloween party livestream full rundown
again apologies if someone has already done something like this, but I’m procrastinating doing my coursework and just want to talk about hatchetfield I want everyone to be aware of this exciting stuff that was announced in the stream so here you go:
the next starkid musical to be released will not be in the hatchetfield universe.
the guy who didn’t like musicals will soon be ready to license.
nightmare time 3 was originally planned to be released in the same year as nightmare time 2 and will wrap up the overarching nightmare time stories (which seem to be miss holloway and the foster sisters respectively).
if they did a fourth hatchetfield musical, it would be about miss holloway and her backstory. it is already written. I am very very extremely normal about this fact 😃
there is a possibility of a hatchetfield movie, and workin’ boys was sort of a test for this concept. it would be a slasher murder mystery centering around the hatchetfield community players (zoey chambers and the cast of workin’ girls, possibly also with ruth, hidgens, alice and any other theatre-oriented characters but that part’s just my speculation). the transcription of the teaser description can be found below the nmt descriptions.
ok so here are the transcriptions of the nmt3 episode descriptions:
Story #1: Bottle Imps
Bill Woodward has been chosen to test CCRP’s latest and greatest product; Bottle Imps. These reality-bending buddies will bring their owner the one thing they desire most. When his new imp, Lovely, leads him to his soulmate, Bill decides to use his magical companion to play matchmaker. But to help Charlotte find the man of her dreams, Bill will have to bend the Imp’s rules. Rules he’s been warned, must never be broken…
Story #2: Frankenruth
Desperate to see a naked body, Ruth Fleming and Richie Lipschitz volunteer at the morgue of St. Damien’s Hospital. Their terrible plan becomes exponentially more terrible, when they become unwitting subjects in the experiments of the body-snatching madman, Doctor Laszlo, who claims to have conquered death itself. If Hatchetfield thought Ruth was bad before, then they will cower before the unspeakable horror of… Frankenruth!
Story #3: Becky Barnes Climbed a Tree
Becky Barnes is on top of the world! Not in a literal sense, of course. She’s deathly afraid of heights. After years of struggle, Becky’s life is finally everything she dreamed it would be. She’s engaged to her high school sweetheart, Tom Houston, and the two have a surprise baby on the way! But, as the couple prepare for the arrival of baby Marie, a shadow from Becky’s past returns to haunt them.
Story #4: Devil’s Night
Tim Houston has a crush. Unfortunately, it’s on his older, mature and totally cool babysitter, Grace Chasity, who he fears will never see him as anything but a snot-nosed little kid. But when a devilish maniac with murderous designs on Grace attacks Hatchetfield the night before Halloween, Tim must protect his beloved, or join the killer’s growing body count. It’s another slashing adventure on the night HE came home… Devil’s Night.
Story #5: (long special episode) Miss Holloween
It’s Halloween in Hatchetfield once again, and Miss Holloway is celebrating the same way she’s done for decades, staving off the horrors that go bump in the night. But when Duke gives her an invitation to his wedding, the dejected Miss Holloway begins to chafe under the terms of a contract forged many years ago. She strikes a new bargain, but unfortunately her creditors are known for their tricks, not treats. Just as Miss Holloway gives up her powers in exchange for a mortal life, a monstrous new threat rears its ugly head. As All Hallows Eve descends, and all Hell breaks loose, Miss Holloway must save the town or die trying… for real this time.
Story #6: (long special episode / season finale) Orb Weaver
Lex Foster had a life once. A home. A boyfriend. Now there is only the road, and her sister, and the fear of the men who are hunting them. As Hannah Foster watched Lex sink deeper into despair, she is certain of only three things: Webby is gone. She cannot help them. They are alone. Elsewhere, an old soldier awakens from a catatonic state. Returned from some unimaginable Hell with a mission. He knows that somewhere, two magical girls require immediate evac… then maybe some coffee.
very important: if you want nightmare time 3, WATCH NIGHTMARE TIME 2. BUY A TICKET TO THE LIVESTREAM. SHOW THAT THERE IS LOVE AND DEMAND AND IT’S WORTH THEIR TIME AND MONEY I AM BEGGING YOU
hatchetfield movie: Cast Party Massacre
The Hatchetfield Community Players. You will never find a cattier troupe of two-faced thespians. But when the blood begins to flow at their latest show’s cast party, they must consider: is there a secret murderer in their midst? And more importantly, who amongst them is a good enough actor to pull off such a performance? Can they set aside their petty squabbles and tangled romances, or is it curtains for this ensemble? Who will survive… the Cast Party Massacre!
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Hey! Sorry for not participating much this Halloween. I wanted to draw something and do the trick-or-treat inbox game, but it's already November 1st to me, so nvmmm
I celebrated Halloween at my school! We always do a competition between different classes of students. We had to do six tasks to win. One of the tasks was to create a mascot for our class using recyclable materials, so I made a spider and called it Charlotte (like the one from Charlotte's Web!)
We won the competition for the second time in a row, as well as a box full of sweets :DD
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bit-dodgy-innit · 1 year
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Family Affair
Part of my 500 Follower Celebration set in The Shape of Youniverse
The Prompt: Jake wins a bet between the boys, so he gets to grow a mustache, which means your family’s first group Halloween costume is The Addams Family
Requested by: @pleasehidemyficshit
Pairing: Jake x afab!reader, background Steven x afab!reader and Marc x afab!reader, Reader is married to the system
Spice-o-meter: 🌶🌶🌶🌶, Explicit, Minors DNI!
Word Count: 3.2k
CW/TW: We’ve earned all four peppers here friends - obviously Jake has a mustache and looks too good with it, there’s talk about sharing D.I.D. with loved ones, groping, a touch of roleplaying and spanking, f!receiving oral, destruction of clothing, breastplay, lactation kink, and titty-fucking (it’s back!)
A/N: Y’all I started writing this before Halloween and wanted to have it for everyone by then... but shit’s been crazy on my end. I’m behind in asks and responses but it was in an effort to get this out and honestly to keep my head above water! Hope this fic and the filth below is entirely worth and thank you all, especially my darling requester, for patience with me! Spanish translations at ze bottom of ze fic!
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“Damn babes, never thought I’d say it, but Jake can pull off a mustache,” Charlotte mused while the pair of you stood in her reception room, currently decorated for a spooky, but not scary, Halloween party.
You immediately shushed her. “Stop that! What if he hears you?” 
She threw her hands up in surrender, yet didn’t appear at all contrite. Charlotte and Harry’s place was palatial by most Londoners’ standards, but sound could carry from one end of the room to the other rather easily. “Here, come with me to the loo, I need help with my wig anyway. We’ll talk about it there.” 
This Halloween, your first as a mother, was quite different from previous ones. The last year you had been too queasy to go out, and the year before that, you and your husband had been out all night hopping between various pubs and parties. While your couples costume, Hugh Hefner and a Playboy bunny, was admittedly and totally misogynistic, it had led to the night culminating in some rather fantastic sex just as the sun’s rays began to kiss the horizon. Plus, Jake called you “conejita” now sometimes in bed which never failed to make you shiver. 
Tonight was the diametric opposite. You had to be home 9:30 sharp so as not to completely fuck Nyla’s sleep schedule, you and your husband hadn’t so much as seen each other’s genitals in days, and your family was attending precisely one fête, this one at Charlotte’s house. She and Harry had welcomed a daughter of their own, Abigail, a few months before Nyla was born. Their low-key house party was the perfect festive, baby-friendly occasion for the holiday. Come to think of it, your previous costume and activities were a rather fitting way to send off your pre-baby body and persona.
“This is lovely by the way,” you told Charlotte, crowding into her downstairs loo with her. “I can’t believe you were able to clean and decorate this place while Abby is teething.” 
“Thank you,” she replied, genuinely touched at the comment while she helped you to recenter the part on the long, black haired wig you’d donned for the evening. “Honestly, I have no worries about going back to work for my MP now, the House of Commons is a cakewalk compared to the chaos it took to get this house together today.”
You laughed, the truth of her sentiment resonating with you. Even if you didn’t work in government, everything else was a breeze after having a baby. 
“Though I must say, it’s a bit cunty for my best mate to show up looking as good as you do tonight,” Charlotte teased, “If I hadn’t seen you pregnant myself, I’d doubt you even carried Nyla.” 
“HA!” You squawked in disbelief, “either you’re already pissed or need to get your eyes checked. Besides, black is a very forgiving color.” 
Though Halloween with a baby meant no more all-nighters and fuckfests, it did mean something else that was arguably just as exciting: family costumes. Given that earlier in the month Jake had won a contest between him and his alters on who could change Nyla’s diaper the quickest, he was currently sporting a mustache. You weren’t exactly chuffed about its presence on your husband's face, but it did inspire you to make everyone dress up as the Addams Family. You’d ordered a darling little Peter Pan-collared black dress for Nyla as well as a crocheted hat with braids, a slinky (and apparently very forgiving) long black dress and wig for yourself, then a pinstripe suit for the boys. 
You didn’t know why it had never occurred to you before, but your husband, specifically Jake who was fronting tonight, made a perfect Gomez Addams. While you needed a full face of makeup and wig to recreate Morticia’s look, all Jake needed to do was slick back his hair and trim his mustache. He had surprised you in the midst of your process mimicking Morticia’s winged eyeliner by asking you for some eye makeup of his own for the evening. 
You were all too happy to oblige his request. Nyla was napping, you were almost done, and it made you endlessly happy that your husband got into the Halloween spirit as much as you did. Jake sat on the closed lid of the toilet while you straddled him to apply the kohl. To his credit, he stayed still for the most part while you drew and smudged the black pigment onto the delicate skin of his lids. It was remarkably intimate, given the closeness and the vulnerability the act required.
However, this was Jake, so right as you finished he growled “Nena”, then pulled you into his lap to feel the hardness swiftly growing there. 
“Absolutely not,” you protested, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. “I have worked too hard on this makeup, plus Nyla let me dress her without any fuss, so no.” 
“Pero nena, este vestido,” your husband whined, canting his hips against your core. “What am I supposed to do when it frames your tetas so perfectly?” 
“Luego,” you declared, your dismissal as harsh and final as a judge’s. 
Jake’s resulting pout was downright comical. Yet, it was worth delaying nookie in your opinion for getting to Charlotte’s at a reasonable time and getting family photos before Nyla inevitably rebelled on her braid-cap thingy. 
“Alright but Jake,” Charlotte circled back now that your wig was sorted. 
“Jake,” you echoed, switching spots in front of the mirror so Charlotte could touch up her witch makeup. “Well I told you he strong-armed me into letting him grow one, and it must be the Latino blood and you know…energy that means he can pull it off. I can’t let him think that though, because he’ll never shave it.” 
“What do the other two think about it?” 
Charlotte and Harry were two members of the small circle of people who knew about your husband’s D.I.D. You’d been friends with her for years before you met Marc, and it didn’t occur to you to share his condition with Charlotte until you learned that her mother-in-law also had D.I.D. It brought you both all that much closer since you each had someone safe and knowledgeable to talk about it with, plus Harry was a reassuring example of someone who had been living with and loving someone with D.I.D his entire life. 
“They’re not pleased because it’s resulted in less sex,” you divulged. “Marc’s been telling clients it’s for cancer awareness, despite No Shave November starting, well, in November. Steven teaches a bunch of Gen-Zers who think it’s part of some new TikTok trend.” 
Charlotte burst into laughter at your assessment. Before you two could gossip any further, there was a knock on the bathroom door. It was Harry, who once he identified you, called to Jake, “They’re in here!”
In the span of a second, a frantic Jake rushed over to you with his arms full of a very unhappy Nyla. 
“Where have you been?” He snapped. 
You knew Jake was flustered about his daughter crying, so you sent him a smile, and in a carefully measured tone asked him, “Would you like to try that again?” 
“Sorry,” your husband softened at once, “but it’s not her diaper, I took off her wig-hat thing, I even tried taking her around the block in her stroller, but nothing’s worked so—“
“She must be hungry,” you concluded for him and held out your arms for him to pass your still-wailing infant over. 
As easy as it was to jump down each other’s throats when Nyla was upset, you had to give your husband grace. Especially since technically, he’d only been a parent for a third of as long as you’d had. 
Once Nyla was securely in your grasp you cooed at her, “Oh baby Wednesday, what’s wrong?” 
Charlotte joined in your attempts to soothe Nyla and offered you their bedroom to feed her. Unfortunately, time on the boob didn’t make your daughter a happier camper so you and Jake decided to call it a night. As disappointing as it was, leaving early was the right move since Nyla fully conked out on the car ride home. 
She mercifully didn’t wake up when you and Jake transferred her into her crib, which left you and your very sexy husband still in costume with nothing to do at 8:45 on Halloween night. 
“We could put something on?” you suggested. 
“Or,” Jake countered, “we could have a Halloween party of our own.” 
He captured your hand and kissed the back of it, making you stutter when you asked, “And what would that entail exactly?” 
Jake hummed, trailing his lips up your arm in true Gomez Addams fashion, and when reached the juncture of your shoulder and neck, you mewled. Encouraged by how you were swiftly melting into his arms, your husband bit down, worrying the sensitive skin there with his tongue.  
He escalated his delicious assault on your body by stepping behind you so each of Jake’s large, sure hands could cup and squeeze your breasts. The act ripped a whine from your throat, given that your tits had been made incredibly sensitive by nursing. You flinched and turned your head to the side, thereby exposing more of your neck for his teeth and tongue to attack.  
“Been thinking about these tetas all night,” he rasped into your ear. 
“Yeah?” You urged him on. Both he and Steven were downright obsessed with your lactating bosom. “What are you going to do about it?” 
“Wanna stick my cock between ‘em,” Jake divulged. His words made you even weaker in the knees. 
“Mmm, Papi,” you keened. 
He bit down on your earlobe and corrected you, “Gomez.”
Oh, you were doing that tonight. You turned the Morticia on, twisted in his grasp, clutched Jake’s lapels, then told him, “I want you to ravage me, my love, tear me apart like an animal then put back together as only a lover such as you can.”
You were unsure if it was dramatic enough, but it certainly did the trick, seeing that suddenly your world shifted since Jake threw you over his shoulder to cart you off to the bedroom. 
You and your husband were never much for role playing, so this was a surprise. And since Jake looked so much like Gomez, why not give it a try? 
Jake snapped you out of your thoughts when he landed a slap on your ass before depositing you onto the bed. You tried to assume a sexy position spread out on the bed, the long black wig you still wore fanning out across the comforter. 
While your husband usually went straight for your ass, tits, or mouth, Jake surprised you by yanking on your ankles to pull you further down on the bed. He contrasted his first brusque move with a softer one, dropping his lips to the delicate skin of your ankle. Once again emulating the character he was dressed as, Jake drew a line of kisses up the length of your leg. Every press of his lips against the tender skin of your shin and thigh made you convulse as Jake continued toward his prize. 
It was impossible to stifle the yelp you made when Jake ripped the fabric of your costume to further open the slit of the dress so he could get at your pussy. Once he had the necessary space, your husband wasted no time pushing the now soaked crotch of your thong aside and kissing your quivering core. He treated you to little licks up and down the seam of your cunt, before focusing on swirling it around your clit. 
“Jaaake,” you keened, too far gone to use the characters you were supposedly role-playing as. 
He lapped at your slit voraciously. It was tempting to allow your eyes to flutter closed and surrender to your pleasure, yet the image before you was too intoxicating to ignore. It was thrilling, with the different hairstyle, the eyeliner that made his dark gaze pop, the glimpse of the pinstripe pattern across his broad shoulders…Jake looked just enough like a stranger between your thighs. And that sent an extra swell of excitement through you. 
Jake hummed against your folds, the vibrations making you shudder and allowing another high-pitched yip to escape from you. The brush and tickle of his mustache added another layer of novelty and titillation to your already trembling form. 
“Don’t stop,” you urged him. Pleasure was now zinging across every corner and crevice of your body. Your mounting orgasm made you toss your head from side to side on the pillow, while you attempted to find purchase for your fingers within Jake’s shellacked strands.
Though Jake often liked to be the boss in the bedroom, he heeded your order, dutifully continuing his rapacious attentions on your core. He could usually feel when the proverbial band of your peak snapped and coursed through you, but this time, Jake could hear it in the plaintive, pleasure-drunk calls of his petname. 
When “Papi..Pah…Puh…” became “oh fuck Paaaaaaapi,” he knew he’d done his job, that your climax was lighting up every last nerve ending in that pretty little pussy of yours, and that your ecstasy was entirely his doing. 
Jake wanted to give you more time to catch your breath as you came down, he really did, but he’d been hard ever since Nyla’d been deposited into her crib, which meant unfettered access to your tits. The way your chest had heaved while you lost yourself in the bliss of your orgasm hadn’t exactly helped his patience either. Your husband snatched the two panels of fabric that made up your dress and tore the garment clean in half. 
“Necesito estas tetas,” he growled, his hands once again sailing straight to your breasts. 
You jerked from the surprise contact as Jake swooped down onto your bosom and whimpered. Your breasts were tender to begin with, and your body was still being wracked by little aftershocks from your climax. Thankfully, your husband noticed, and his touch became much gentler in the span of an instant. 
“Oh nena,” he murmured, tenderly playing with each teat, reveling in the breastmilk that had begun to dribble from them. “Fuiste tan bueno para Papi, déjame cuidarte. Tu sabes que Papi le encantan el sabor de tu leche.”  
You’d barely translated his word in your head before his warm, relentless mouth had found your right nipple and began suckling at it. Feeling the suction of Jake's mouth coaxing out the buildup of milk in your already engorged boobs nearly had you levitating above the sheets. Not only was it incredibly arousing, but the relief that coursed through you with every pull of his lips, especially since Nyla didn't eat much earlier, only made you feel more divine. 
It didn't take you long to figure out that your husband’s worship of your chest was two-fold. Sure, Jake was sending you into the stratosphere by suckling at your breasts, but when he switched mounds by leaving open-mouthed kisses across your sternum, it was clear he was also getting you wet so he could wedge his throbbing dick between them. 
“Mmmm Papi, you gonna put that huge cock between my boobies?” you intoned to egg him on. “Gonna fuck these big titties?”
Jake replied with a snarl and detached himself from your now thoroughly-abused nipple. “Ven aqui.” 
The next thing you knew, you were no longer splayed on the bed, rather on your knees with your criminally handsome husband towering over you. You watched hungrily as he slowly, tantalizingly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, but when you reached to shuck off his trousers altogether, Jake caught your hands. 
“Ah ah,” he tutted. “Mi traje se queda puesto.”
A dark whirlpool of excitement churned in your stomach at his statement. There was something extra electrifying about being left in your cum-soaked thong while Jake was fully clothed, drawing his turgid length out of his costume’s zip. You spurred him on by squeezing your tits and pushing them together. 
“Joder, nena,” he swore at the sight. “Voy a follar esas tetas tan duro.”
“Qué estas esperando por, Papi?” you goaded him. 
Jake needed no further encouragement. He stepped toward you and wedged his dick, flushed wine-red and leaking, between your heavy breasts. It was a different position, but you knew that Jake would want a similar treatment to one his alter got on your holiday to Cornwall. 
Steven had made an absolute mess of your chest and the sheets at the cottage you’d rented in the countryside, so naturally Jake would want his chance to top him. This time, you were less bashful about your husband fucking your tits, which emboldened you to give him a show. Not only did you dart your tongue out to lap at his cockhead each time Jake thrust it between your boobs, you massaged them around this shaft to stimulate him further. 
“Fuhhhhh, nena,” he groaned at the stimulation, the movement of your milk-laden breasts making him piston his hips harder into the valley of your chest.  “Jo–oh, joder.” 
There wasn’t much talking after that, the feel of your breasts suffocating Jake’s cock rendered him speechless. You concentrated on licking his swollen tip, the salty taste of his precum filling your mouth with every swipe of your tongue. 
The two of you made a lewd symphony between the slick slip of his cock between your breasts, the jingle of his zipper against his thigh with each shove of his pelvis, plus the little grunts and moans you traded with each other. You knew Jake’s climax was fast-approaching when his grunts picked up pace. 
Within moments, his seed was painting your tongue with hot stripes. Jake’s face was blissfully open and unfurrowed as his peak consumed him. It was a welcome sight to see your husband’s features wearing only pleasure and release. To you, that was sweeter than any candy or treat Halloween could offer. Well, that and the absolutely adorable family photos you managed to sneak in earlier this evening before Nyla took a hard left into fussytown. 
Once Jake’s orgasm subsided, you slipped off the wig, relieved to no longer have it on your scalp since your previous activities had worked up quite a sweat. Jake collected you in his arms, and kissed you surprisingly gently for how intently he was fucking your tits just minutes previously. 
“¿Quieres una ducha?” he whispered. 
You nodded, “Si Papi. Gracias.” 
You followed him into your en-suite bathroom. As he put the water on, you remarked, “Big day tomorrow.” 
“Mmm?” came Jake’s response as he at last stripped himself of his costume.
“Shaving Day,” you supplied. You, Marc and Steven had been counting down. 
“Actually, I was thinking–”
“No no! We all agreed!” you stopped him. “Besides, you had your fun tonight, didn’t you? What a sendoff.” 
“That’s exactly why I should keep it baby,” he purred, crowding you with his now naked body. “Don’t think I haven’t seen your leg twitching when I kiss this pretty pussy con mi bigote. Se siente bien, ¿no?” 
“Nice try, Lockley,” you countered, scampering past him into the spray, “but a deal’s a deal.” 
Jake wanted to argue, but the sight of you - nude and wet in the shower - silenced him for the time being. There would be plenty of time to concoct another scheme/bet/what have you for his mustache’s glorious return. Right now, he simply wanted to be close to, and joined you under the stream of water. 
A/N: Leave it to me to intend to write straight up filth but needing to writing idk, a thousand or so words of world-building before our dude gets his cock out. Classic moi, am I right? Anyway, hope everyone enjoyed!! Only two more prompts to gooooo 
Translations: 
conejita - little bunny 
Nena - babe 
pero nena, este vestido - but babe, this dress 
 tetas - tits 
Luego - later 
Necesito estas tetas - I need these tits 
Fuiste tan bueno para papi, déjame cuidarte. Tu sabes que Papi le encantan el sabor de tu leche - You were so good to daddy, let me take care of you. You know that Papi loves the taste of your milk
Ven aqui - come here 
Mi traje se queda puesto - my suit stays on 
Joder, nena - fuck babe 
Voy a follar esas tetas tan duro - I’m going to fuck these tits so hard 
Qué estas esperando por, Papi - What are you waiting for? 
¿Quieres una ducha? - you want a shower? 
Si Papi. Gracias - Yes thanks. 
con mi bigote. Se siente bien, ¿no? - with my mustache. It feels good doesn’t it? 
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haunteddeertimetravel · 7 months
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CREEPYPASTA HEADCANNONS
Okay so this is going to be just a few characters to start with, but I will definitely make a part two which has more characters!!
(This post includes Jeff the Killer, Ben Drowned, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Ticci Toby, Homicidal Liu)
(Also don't get mad at me for this post. ITS MY OPINION and you do NOT have to agree with it)
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Jeff the Killer
• Okay so Jeff fans are WILD so please don't kill me if I say something you don't agree with☠️
• He is really proud of his new face. (I always see people say he is insecure of it but it's stated in his story that he thinks it's beautiful)
• He re cuts his face everytime it TRIES to re-heal
• His face cuts are VERY infected
• He isn't exactly close with anyone in the mansion but he gets along with Toby the most
• May act like he doesn't but he really does regret what he did to Liu
• Has attachment issues after what happened with Liu (he lost him and he was so close with him
• Definitely listens to old good Charlotte, all time low, and maybe even some never shout never
• Has bad trust issues
• Gets mad very easily
Ben Drowned
• Is pretty childish since he was 12 when he died and never really got the chance to mature
• Is close with sally (even though it took her a while to get used to any male presence and she still hates it) and they prank people together
• He loves Apple juice (idk why I think this😭)
• He does stuff to purposely annoy people such as poking them over and over again
• when he gets mad he side eyes people and tells them to shut up
• You will hear him raging at random times at night because he lost in a video game
• I think he gets more annoyed than he does mad like he will roll his eyes if someone is irritating him
• Sassy 12 year old
• Is OBSESSED with Halloween because he loves the way people in the mansion celebrate (some of them go outside in their normal outfits and trick or treat just to bring home candy for the younger ones of the house. Since they all look like they are in a costume)
• I know this is super stereotypical but he definitely listens to hyperpop since it replicates computer-typeish music and tones
Eyeless Jack
• He doesn't have eyes, but HE CAN SEE
• Sometimes when he is out of kidneys and is hungry but doesn't feel like hunting, he will teleport to hospitals and use his invisibility skills to take kidneys from transplant sections (if that's what they are called)
• He still feels human emotions but just has a hard time expressing them since he wants to forget his past
• Has SEVERE trust issues and it would be shocking if he EVER trusted a human again
• Feels sympathy for Ben (if we are talking about the Benjamin Lawman sacrifice story) since he was also killed/sacrificed by a cult
• Don't get me wrong he loves killing/torturing humans, but sometimes he only wants a kidney and when they wake up he dreads it
• Is VERY quiet and polite (when around other creepypastas obviously) and doesn't really say much
• I feel like he definitely listens to 2014 music that you would hear on road trips (example: Safe and sound - capital cities, am I wrong - Nico and Vinz etc.)
Laughing Jack
• Is TERRIFYINGLY TALL. APPROXIMATELY 8 FEET TALL. Scary
• I weirdly feel like he sounds like tiny tim and pennywise combined
• Definitely thinks everything is funny since he used to be an actual clown and still hasn't forgotten those ways fully
• Listens to old classical music and 1920s-40s music such as tonight you belong to me - patience and prudence, and livin in the sunlight lovin in the moonlight - Tiny Tim
• Ben always try to prank him and he gets mad because he feels like he should be the one pranking
• Extremely scary and quiet most of the time, but he has very frequent mood swings that could have him jumping off the walls (literally) to just sitting on the floor staring
• Doesn't get along with anyone in the mansion except for Candy Pop and Jason the Toymaker
• Doesn't sleep and only eats the organs he pulls out of his victims
• Hates Issac because he basically turned him into this monster
• Has abandonment issues severely
• Is definitely claustrophobic ever since he had to be in that box for that long period of time
• Has a wind up thing on his back and he will play music (since he is a jack in the box and also a stuffed doll)
Ticci Toby
• Does NOT like waffles
• Is NOT an "UwU smol bean"
• hates being treated like he is less just because he is a proxy
• Likes to be alone because it can be a struggle for him to communicate due to his tourettes (not saying they can't communicate just saying it can come as a struggle when talking to someone new because of stress and anxiety which is a trigger for most people)
• Has bad abandonment issues
•Will absolutely REFUSE to kill anyone who resembles his sister in the slightest unless slenderman tells him to (proxies can not refuse slender)
• He loves fall and nature and loves to see the leaves turn green to gold
• Wears a lot of sweaters (this is kind of canon)
• Doesn't really get along with anyone in the mansion except for Jeff since they both like to complain about stuff
• It's harder for him to feel human emotions since proxies kind of have all of that erased
• Is quiet and when people talk to him he kind of just nods and shakes his head in response to what they say instead of talking back
• Listens to old Owl City and All Time Low
• NOT emo😭 (I always see people say he is...)
• Everytime he sees a car he thinks of Lyra and has a mental breakdown. Anything he sees that remind him of her he can't deal with
• LOVES RACCOONS!!!!
• Definitely got bitten by a stray raccoon because he tried to pet it
Homicidal Liu
• He forgives Jeff even though he basically ruined his life
• Is very peaceful and kind of came to terms with all that happened
• Very quiet and laid back
• Doesn't like loud people/places
• Hates conflict since it reminds him of that day the fighting happened
• Has EXTREME trust issues since him and Jeff were so close and he just decided to attempt to murder him while he was sleeping on the couch
• I have a feeling him and bloody painter get along since they share a couple of traits that are needed
• But all of this changes when he turns into Sully it's a WHOLE different story then
• Loves Christmas and winter
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Hello guys!! That's all I have today but I will definitely make more parts with more characters! I apologize for how long it took me to make this I have had school and SO much more boring daily life shit☠️ I hope you all have a good day!!! <33
I'm also 100% willing to do marble hornets and every man hybrid head cannons but I WILL include them in the creepypasta section!! I do know that they are not creepypastas I just like the headcannon that they all live in the mansion together 😭
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The Princess of Wales’ Year in Review: January
January 1st - A photo of the Prince and Princess of Wales, Prince George and Princess Charlotte appeared on the internet, taken in December at Lapland UK January 6th - Jay Rutland released a photo of Catherine and her three children trick-or-treating at his house on Halloween January 11th - Catherine was spotted on the school run January 12th - William and Catherine were spotted leaving Windsor on their way to their first official engagement of the year. They travelled to Liverpool, where they opened the new premises of the Royal Liverpool University Hospital. The Prince and Princess of Wales then travelled to Birkenhead, to visit the Open Door Centre January 13th - The Princess of Wales, Patron of the Royal Foundation of The Prince and Princess of Wales, held an Early Years Meeting January 18th - The Princess of Wales, Joint Patron of the Royal Foundation, visited Foxcubs Nursery January 19th - The Princess of Wales held an Early Years Meeting in her role as Joint Patron of the Royal Foundation. She then held a reception at Hampton Court Palace to celebrate the World Cup win of the England Wheelchair Rugby Football League team, in her role as Patron of the Rugby Football League January 25th - The Princess of Wales, Joint Patron of the Royal Foundation of The Prince and Princess of Wales, held a meeting with the Royal Foundation Centre for Early Childhood Advisory Group January 26th - The Prince and Princess of Wales visited Windsor Foodshare. Catherine, Joint Patron of the Royal Foundation, then held an Early Years Meeting January 28th - Kensington Palace released two photographs and a video of the Princess of Wales, alongside an open letter, to soft launch her new Early Years project January 30th - The Prince and Princess of Wales, Joint Patrons of the Royal Foundation of The Prince and Princess of Wales, attended the Centre for Early Childhood "Shaping Us" campaign preview and reception January 31st - A video was released of the Princess of Wales and the "Shaping Us" campaign. Later, Catherine travelled to Leeds, in her role as Patron of the Royal Foundation, to launch the "Shaping Us" campaign. She first visited Kirkgate Market, before visiting the University of Leeds
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Spielzeit Bestiary #5: The Marching Hare
In the town of Spielzeit, festivals and holidays are all the rage. When one comes along, this sleepy town wakes up! Even birthday parties are met with the same love and care as Christmas and Halloween. And it is during birthday parties that a certain creature is said to make an appearance.
The Marching Hare, sometimes known as the Birthday Bunny, is described as being a hare or rabbit the size of a human toddler, with pale blonde fur and pitch black eyes. It's strangest characteristic that many claim is that it carries two cymbals, banging them together as it marches, hence its name.
Now, as for its other name, most, if not all of its sightings have been at birthday parties. From there, every description of an encounter with the Marching Hare plays as follows. Partygoers see the Hare in the distance and it starts marching towards them. As it does, it makes strange noises, to the tune of "Happy Birthday". And once it makes it to the party, it leaves a gift, usually a pinecone or piece of fruit, and then marches away, leaving everyone involved confused.
Children, in particular, have taken a liking to the Hare, and have since made a little tradition for their birthday parties. They have a gift on hand for the Hare itself, in case it ever shows up.
Susan Reed, a mother of two, spoke of an encounter with the Hare that occured on her youngest's 5th birthday.
"We had the festivities set up, and everyone was having a great time. Charlotte was so excited, she really believed that this thing would show up and bring her a gift, it was so sweet. I helped her prepare her gift for the Hare, a little thank you card. I don't know if it was watching us the whole time or what, but as soon as we lit the candles on the cake, there it was, about 10 feet away from us. I couldn't believe my eyes, Charlotte was screaming from joy. It marched its way over and placed a pinecone in front of us. Charlotte just walked up to the thing like she knew it and handed it the card. I could have sworn I saw it shed a tear. And it just marched away, like nothing happened. Charlotte still has that pinecone. I've never seen my little girl so happy."
Ranger Angelo Floros has said this in regards to the existence of the Hare.
"What? You think I'd try and find some Holiday figure? Well I did, and you know? He's a really nice guy. Kids, if you're listening, please, have a great birthday, and if he does show up, just being happy for what you have is the greatest gift he could give you. Now who wants cake?"
So, is there a Marching Hare, celebrating birthdays in Spielzeit? Why not? We have the Easter Bunny, after all.
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count-alucard-tepes · 6 months
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Happy Halloween!! In honor of spoopy season i was wondering what scary things that the OP daddies like? (ie bats spiders black cats that type of deal)
Also….
*gives the OP daddies’ kids their favorite candy and gives the daddies their favorite candy (if they have one*
No need to thank me it’s on the house!
To Alucard: This blog keeps me sane thank you so much for having it! Keep up the great work
Happy Halloween and thanks, friend for such kind words! OP hotties and their babies thank you for the candies!😍
Kizaru ✨: he loves the ambience of it all
Akainu🌋: decorating his garden and picking pumpkins he grew
Ryokugyu 🌱: he likes dressing up like a slut
Fujitora 🐅: he likes to eat all the sweet things he can get his hands on
Sir Crocodile 🐊: he loves that his kid is so preoccupied and leaving him alone
Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: he likes scaring people every chance he gets
Benn Beckman 🔫: he’s enjoying the weather
Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: he loves decorating and helping his younger siblings dress up
Killer🔪: he decorates his mask like a Jack o lantern
Kaido🐉: pumpkin flavored alcohol
King 👑 : dressing up as the angel of death
Queen👑: he loves singing Halloween themed songs
Izou🔫🔫: he likes doing everyone’s make up for Halloween
Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: he hates Halloween
Oven Charlotte 🍞: he’s baking up a storm of pumpkin spiced everything
Buggy🤡: he’s dress down for a change
Marco the Phoenix 🦅: he likes getting candy and treats ready for the kids
Eustass Kidd🤘🎸: he’s into superstitions and is careful not summon a demon
Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕: he literally on edge the entire time because he’s getting scared to death by all the kids and his stupid ass brother
Who’s Who ❤️‍🔥👹: everyday is Halloween for him
Gecko Moria🦇: it’s the best time of the year for him and he’s celebrating for a week!
Iceburg💜: he uses this as an opportunity to scare all the kids and his team just for fun…he’s dressing up too!
Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅: he’s throwing a Halloween themed ball and he’s the main entertainer of course!
Rob Lucci🐆: he loves going everywhere in his kitty form and gets compliments that’s it’s a very realistic costume!
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here's a very rambly & hopefully somewhat organised plotting/starter call for the event. i'm capping each muse at 3 starters each, and 5 threads per mun, though if you dm me either here or discord wanting more than 5 I'll probably say yes 🤷‍♀️ reply to this for starters, or like it & I'll hit you up for plotting.
arizona robbins: went in willingly (open to death)
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arizona is a doctor, and when she heard screams coming from inside the maze there was no way she was standing around outside while people could be in the dying. now she's wandering around trying to find people to help. starters:
atticus lincoln: went in willingly (open to death)
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like arizona, he thought he would be more help from inside the maze, but now he's more worried about trying to find jo and make sure she's okay, as well as his son who he is hoping is still with the babysitter at home and not somehow also in this maze. starters:
barbie: was dragged in (not open to death)
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there is no way barbie was walking into a creepy corn maze on her own free will, but now that she's here everyone better just make sure they watch their step as she stays on the ground, hoping if she doesn't move nothing bad can happen. starters:
bonnie bennett: went in willingly (open to death)
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bonnie was certain she could just, magic herself and everyone else out of the maze, and she's slightly pissed her magic isn't working the way it should. she's now just trying to find her loved ones and make sure they're safe. starters: elena gilbert, caroline forbes,
carlos de vil: was dragged in (open to death)
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carlos has no idea what is happening, and he just wants to get out of this maze please. his halloween plans entailed a costume party one of his coworkers was hosting, not being stuck in a creepy maze for a couple of days, or weeks. he's lost track of time of how long he's been here. starters: jane,
celeste kipper: went in willingly (open to death)
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celeste saw her sister walking into the maze, and followed after her. now she's lost mags, and is lost herself. though she know's she's in a different time & place she's still convinced this is the capitols doing and wants out. starters: mags flanagan,
charlotte king: was dragged in (not open to death)
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though she's a doctor, and can help people, charlotte is spending a lot of her time worried about her children outside the maze, but is also trying her hardest to find the few people in town she actually knows and likes. starters: amelia shepherd, addison Montgomery,
cleo sertori: went in willingly (not open to death)
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cleo is just getting over remembering that she was murdered a few months ago, and now she's trapped in what she thought was just a fun halloween experience. she just hopes there's no water anywhere around because she doesn't want to end up with a tail in the middle of a maze. starters: rikki Chadwick,
diego: was dragged in (open to death)
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diegos main concern is finding out that bree is okay, and he's not stopping until he's searched every square inch of the maze for her. if someone is bleeding around him, he may be tempted to stop for a bit of a snack, he is still a newborn afterall. starters: bree tanner,
edmund bridgerton: went in willingly (open to death)
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edmund was under the impression this was just how halloween was celebrated, though the disappearing entrance has given him pause. he's now hoping that his children aren't in here as well as he's heard some rather unpleasant goings on. starters: eloise bridgerton,
enola holmes: went in willingly (open to death)
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enola is naturally inquisitive, and clearly hasn't learned from all the previous events in this city, so she decided she'd check out the maze and is now wishing she'd waited for eloise or sherlock to be free to come with her, because she has no idea how she's meant to get back out. starters:
ginny miller: was dragged in (open to death)
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ginny has had a confusing few weeks, and now she's trapped in a corn maze the size of most of dc? she just wants out, whether that means scaling the walls or actually finding the exit she doesn't care. starters:
harvey hufflepuff: went in willingly (open to death)
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harvey was certain that he would be the master of this maze, but it's been a while and he seems no closer to getting out than he did when he walked in. he just hopes he finds his way out soon, he's getting hungry and his magic isn't working properly. starters:
laurent da revin: was dragged in (open to death)
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though laurent was dragged in, he isn't against this meaning he's got a free buffet of whoever in town he wants to eat. he's enjoying himself, despite the fact he's seemingly stuck. as long as he doesn't run into victoria asking for any more favors. starters: drusilla keeble
lexie grey: went in willingly (not open to death)
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lexie naively thought this was going to be fun, how bad could a maze be? now she can hear screams and is trying to do whatever she can to help people she finds injured, as well as hoping that one of the injured isn't someone she cares about. starters:
lily luna potter: went in willingly (open to death)
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lily thought she was having a date with her cute coworker, and now they're trapped in a maze even their wands can't get them out of? she hates it, but she's glad that harriet is by her side, she should know what to do, right? starters: harriet hufflepuff,
liv moore: was dragged in (open to death)
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though it only feels like days since she entered the maze, liv knows it's been longer because she's starting to feel the effects of no brains for quite some time. she's getting hungry, so she's staying away from people so she doesn't go full on zombie mode and become a part of the theatrics. starters: peyton Charles,
lola fleming narcisse: was dragged in (open to death)
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lola had been thinking about bringing john to the maze, but now that she's stuck in here she's glad he's at home with a sitter. she's now just trying her hardest to find her way out, and hoping someone she finds along the way can help her. starters:
melissa glaser: went in willingly (open to death)
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melissa thought she was going to be much better at finding her way out of a maze than she seems to be, is she walking in circles? she feels like she's going in circles. she's getting tired. starters: eric northman, faye chamberlain,
mia thermopolis: was dragged in (not open to death)
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sure, mia was dragged into this maze, but how bad could it be? she's already fallen over a few times, and can't seem to find her way out. she'd really like some help, please. starters: clarisse renaldi,
mika yasuda: went in willingly (open to death)
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mika wanted a break from work, and now she just keeps coming across people who've been hurt in this stupid halloween maze. she wants to find her way out, or find someone who can be more help than a surgical intern. she's trying her best. starters:
noel kahn: went in willingly (open to death)
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noel has very few hobbies, and his biggest one is fucking with the liars. now he's stuck in a corn maze because he thought it was a fun idea to scare them? good going noel. starters: hanna marin,
penelope park: was dragged in (open to death)
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penelope is confused why her magic isn't seeming to do what it should to help her, and the people she cares about get out. she just wants to leave, she's starting to panic. starters:
rebekah mikaelson: went in willingly (open to death)
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rebekah thought this would be fun, it's not. she's stuck in a maze, and everyone seems to be getting hurt around her, which is making her feel things she doesn't understand, why is she hungry? starters: elijah mikaelson,
simon basset: was dragged in (open to death)
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simon doesn't want to be in a maze, halloween isn't his thing. but he's heard screams from further in that he's now worried are daphne, who he still feels some sort of attachment to and he's going to check it out. starters: daphne bridgerton,
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sugarrollart · 1 year
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Is Charlotte celebrating Halloween early? Whatever the reason for her costume, she seems to be enjoying that test Candy!
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A Wolf – Jan Fyt // Howl – Florence + the Machine
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trulybetty · 6 months
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Sunday Week in Review XII
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Happy Sunday on a Tuesday!
(let's pretend it still is and I didn't fall asleep on the sofa last night and get sent to bed by Mr. Truly when I insisted I wasn't sleeping).
I apologize that this is a compact version - but I really wanted to make sure what I read last week gets the attention it very much deserves 💕
So, on with the show...
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T R U L Y U P D A T E S . . .
oct' x 22 - pile of leaves (frankie x gn!reader)
oct' x 23 - harvest (gold rush!joel x charlotte)
oct' x 24 - fog (tim rockford x f!reader)
oct' x 25 - jack-o-lanterns (marcus pike x reader)
oct' x 26 -campfire (frankie x reader)
oct' x 27 - witches (sequins!joel x f!reader)
oct' x 28 -samhain(tim rockford x gn!reader)
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W H A T I R E A D . . .
Wash Day (Marcus) by @secretelephanttattoo I re-read this one again because this is one of the most adorable pieces of Marcus Pike fluff - this whole fic just sucks you in and is just a comforting cloud 💕
Goodwill Hunting (Dieter) by @secretelephanttattoo This is just So Dieter branded through and through! Chaotic, fun and hilariously Dieter, just as our favourite trash panda should be.
in fiction (Dieter) by @sin-djarin Becca's follow-up to Joel's Coming Home is this beautiful piece on Dieter coming to bed and it's gorgeous. I'm here for anyone who can paint our favourite trash panda in a soft light.
A Gift of Light and Joy (Javi G.) by @prolix-yuy This hit right in the feels. It was the right balance between exploring the complexities of existing in a plus-size body, and being in a relationship with someone who doesn't see that, but not for lack of care. It hit home with a lot of my own experiences and was a truly comforting read. Honestly, I'm selling this short - please do read, you won't be disappointed!
Good Morning Agent York (Dave) by @morallyinept I'm in awe of Jett's Giflet series, 500 words or less and written based off of a gif. They've all been fantastic and this is another great addition. I'm tentatively dipping my toe into all things York and this was a soft landing. Jett does a fantastic job of weaving the interaction of the reader with Dave that is neatly left for your own interpretation of what comes next - but may have you itching to know a bit more.
Working Title (Dieter) by @rhoorl I'm very much enjoying the slow burn between Belle and Dieter and who can't enjoy it when it's set in the beautiful landscape of Hawaii? Chapter 15 does not disappoint and I love a cheeky cameo of any kind 😉
Dress Me Up & Call Me Pretty (Dieter) by @morallyinept This was both a character study and a delicious romp with Dieter. I really do appreciate a good fanfic of Dieter that explores the vulnerable side of him while leaning into the chaos that is him. I very much recommend this one.
Bubble (Joel) by @secretelephanttattoo This was beautiful! There's so much intimacy woven into the story without being explicit and gives you an understanding of these two with barely a word spoken between them. El does such a fantastic job here with building a little window into this relationship.
Hinterland (Frankie) by @legendary-pink-dot 600 words. 600 words and it's just amazing what Dot does here in crafting an intimate story between our reader and Frankie. So atmospheric, so dreamy, so hot and very much all Frankie.
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Hope everyone had a fantastic Halloween if you celebrate or if not, a terrific Tuesday!
Here's to the rest of the week!
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Halloween in SAGAU:
Imagine, if you will, taking about All Hallows Eve. It was something you didn't celebrate often, but held a place in your heart.
When the day came, you found yourself in the midst of celebration.
Hu Tao giggled as she scared others; Itto roped Kuki Shinobu in helping him steal (see: ask nicely, or else) sweets from other children; Klee smiling ear to ear as she and Jean walked around Mondstadt, Barbara walking by them with, for once, an off-duty Rosaria.
Even the Traveler came around to the nations... if only otherwise because Paimon would 'starve'. Kirara also came by, racing to deliver as Charlotte waved, and Navia express her joy at the event, a certain someone by her side.
Even Collei enjoys it, along with all her friends!
Dori could try and sell sweets expensively, but for once, she didn't do so; she's not that mean, despite what others say about her (cough, Kaveh, cough).
And at the end of the night, Furina looked up at you, a basket in hand (not pumpkin themed, something Lisa is thankful for), and a cheeky grin on her face:
"Trick or Treat, our dearest friend~"
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Nimona OC - Charlotte Swiftheart/Corova
Hi again! Sorry I didn't upload yesterday, I was super busy with homework (college is hard, man). But hopefully this thing is worth it.
Happy Halloween to all those who celebrate, by the way!
I mentioned something happening a few weeks before the knighting ceremony, and so here's a drabble!
TW: Brief, general scummy behavior. Not sure if I need to put a trigger warning on that but better to be safe about it
First, Previous, Next
Her fingers skim over the apples, searching in time with her eyes some good ones. She's not the best baker, but the kids seem to like when she makes pies. She wants to try her hand at apple this time. After a minute or two of searching, she has some decent apples in her basket and is ready to move on.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Oh, good Gloreth. She knows that tone of voice. She firmly ignores it, pretending she didn't hear, and starts to move away. Suddenly, though, her arm is grabbed, and she's yanked around. "Hey, where are you going, sweetheart?" As if the flirtiness of the voice and the grasp on her arm weren't enough, she finds herself face to face with one of her least favorite people in the kingdom. Todd Sureblade. He tilts his head at her, but from his smirk, he clearly doesn't recognize her. Though, she's not sure what she expected. He is an idiot. And his face is even more punchable than when they were kids. She puts on her best polite and innocent face and tilts her head.
"Sir knight, might I ask that you let go of me?" she asks, voice sugary sweet. But Todd's smirk just widens.
"What's the rush, babe? I'm giving you the chance of a lifetime here," he says. She tilts her head and blinks blankly at him.
"And what's that?" she asks, facade still raised. He pulls her forward a bit more, other hand settling on her waist.
"Getting a date with a future knight of the realm," he says. Her eye twitches, and she tries to pull herself away. He doesn't budge.
"Let go of me, Thoddeus," she says, voice lowering as her fake smile disappears. His smirk is replaced by confusion, and he makes a face.
"What?" She squirms more violently, ready to rip herself from his grasp.
"Let me go."
"But babe-"
"I said, let go!" Her voice raises, and she rips her arm out of his grasp, bringing her hand back before backhanding him. He stumbles backward, only stopping when he's caught by some of his fellow cadets. Good Gloreth, is that Blanche and Chad? As if things couldn't get any worse, she can see that people are starting to look toward the commotion, and she can see them looking at her in particular. She couldn't have one normal day at the market, could she? She looks around, trying to find an opening so that she can get to her route back home, but her gaze freezes as two men come into view. It's been six years since she last saw them, since they abandoned her after her mother's funeral, but she still knows them. She'd know them anywhere. She sees Ambrosius freeze, eyes widening, and its the last thing she sees before she turns and runs.
"Charlotte!" he calls from somewhere behind her. She doesn't answer, instead dodging through the crowd. How could this happen? She just wanted some apples, damn it! She ducks into an alleyway, hoping that it will help her lose them if they're giving chase. She rounds a corner and Ambrosius appears in front of her. Right. She knows these streets because of her time at the Institute. They've been there for a lot longer than she has. She slows herself down, stopping before she runs into him, and she quickly whips around to try and go back. Ballister is blocking her path, and she internally curses.
"Look, if this is about Todd, he had it coming!" she says, holding up her hands. Ambrosius still looks completely shaken, even as he stands in her way, but Ballister is downright furious.
"You decide to show your face again after six years and that's what you have to say? I was afraid you were dead, Charlotte!" he cries. Even through his rage, she can tell he's toning it down. He's made himself into the perfect knight. She turns to face him, her glare matching his.
"Well forgive me if I didn't want to be anywhere near the two people who abandoned me, Ballister! I waited months for you and Ambrosius to come back, or to hear something from you, but I didn't get anything! And six years later, you have the audacity to say I left you!" she snaps. He takes a few steps and is directly in front of her, amusingly still shorter than her.
"Oh, don't you give me that. Ambrosius said he went looking for you and you were gone! You completely disappeared! If anyone abandoned anyone, you abandoned us!" he says. Charlotte snaps her head around, looking toward Ambrosius.
"Is that what you told him? That I vanished into thin air? How long did it take you to come look for me, Ambrosius? Six months? A year? How long did it take before you realized you broke your promise?" She's barely able to absorb the sadness on his face before Ballister starts yelling again.
"Don't turn this on him. Own up to what you did!"
"The only thing I did was survive! You two left me and I didn't have anyone!"
"Stop lying!"
"I'm not the one lying!"
"Both of you, stop!" In complete unison, Charlotte and Ballister whip their heads around, looking toward Ambrosius. Their faces fall at the distress on Ambrosius's face, anger dissipating into nothing. "She's right, Bal. I lied to you. I'm the one who abandoned Charlotte." He...Admitted it. After all these years, it still hurts. He abandoned her. Ballister moves past her, stepping toward his boyfriend. Or, she assumes they're still dating, at least.
"Why would you do that? Why would you lie to me?" he asks, voice softening. She hasn't heard that voice in a long time. Once he's past her, she knows she could slip away. She knows the truth now. Ambrosius abandoned her, he said it himself. But she wants to know why.
"I didn't want to lie, and I didn't want to abandoned her. I promise I can explain if you'll just listen," Ambrosius says. His pleading eyes land on her, and she purses her lips for a moment. She doesn't owe him anything. She's been on her own for six years because he abandoned her and lied to Ballister about it.
But he's still her brother, and she needs to know why he did it. Then, she'll have closure, and if she still wants to walk away, she can do so with a clear conscience. She sighs and crosses her arms, leaning against a nearby wall.
"You've got two minutes."
To be continued because it's 1:30 AM as I'm writing this and I have class in the morning
Lovely tagged people:
@ammonitetheseaserpent @perfectkittystranger @derellenbogen
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Garreth Weasley head-canons
As I already did Natty and Leander, here we go with Garreth. I am a bit hesitant on these as I know many people have their own, but these are personal and related to my fanfiction.
Be nice <3
Sibling Relationships:
Garreth has two older brothers: Edmund and Oliver, and two younger siblings: Charlotte and Hector.
His favorite brother is Edmund, who always tastes his home-made brews. However, after an incident involving Gillyweed, Edmund has become a bit more hesitant.
Family Dynamics:
Garreth is sweet and caring, attributes fostered by a close-knit family. Coming from a modest background, taking care of each other is paramount, especially with two younger siblings relying on him.
First year at Hogwarts was difficult as he was not used to called his aunt Prof. Weasley but rather Aunt Millie. This gained an infinite hours of detention and loss of points for Gryffindors XD
Early Memories:
You can't be this sweet and caring without great role-models in your life. When Garreth was a few months old, five-year-old Edmund heard him crying in the night. To avoid waking their parents, Edmund took Garreth to the living room to comfort him. Mrs. Weasley found them the next morning, asleep together on the couch, a moment that reaffirmed the special bond among her children.
Passion for Potions:
Garreth's love for potions sparked at a very young age. Every Christmas, Mr. Weasley would bring home a crate of Butterbeer to celebrate, in a very poor family this made the celebration very special. The taste intrigued Garreth, inspiring a desire to recreate something similar yet affordable to spread joy, much like Butterbeer did for him. Did Oliver try to give him alcoholic Butterbeer? Sure, but we don't talk about this XD
Skill in Potion-making:
He’s the middle born of a large family, with Edmund being the everyone’s favorite and so good in everything, but also very modest, Oliver being the prankster who excels in charms and Charlotte being the pretty and quirky witch of the family with a knack for magical creatures (Hector is too little) he wanted to find something for himself.
He has a unique eye condition, he’s not color-blind, but he can’t see certain shades of the same color. As he will explain to Pen most people relies on their eyesight to check on their potions, since he cannot rely only on that, he has to use his other senses as well: smell and hearing. This gave him an edge.
Entrepreneurial Spirit:
He started his business at Hogwarts as a potionist as a way to make money to buy ingredients for his brew. Everything started one day when Edmund asked him to help him prepare a calming drought for a friend who was having panic attacks. He soon started receiving more orders that he could handle.
Personal Quirks:
Despite his accomplishments, Garreth loathes his freckles, getting quite upset when Pen dubbed him an "ugly freckled mug."
He has an never ending crush on Poppy since the second year, which was apparent to Natty during their first class together, but Lee never noticed XD
He will never ever retort to violence to solve conflicts, he has other ways, thanks to his business he knows his clients' secrets and he’s not afraid of use them when threaten. 
He refuses to brew illegal potions, he already has enough problems with his aunt as it is.
He’s easy to scare, to much delight of Lee and Natty who always convince him to come to the Old Fool haunted house for Halloween (and make bets on him).   
When he's nervous he always pushes his lock of hairs away from his forehead to give space to his mind to breath XD
Literary Interests:
Garreth is an avid fan of the "Emerald Quill" novel series, which follows a gentleman thief executing magical heists. He often spoils the plot for Lee, who's attempted to read the series multiple times without success.
This means, he’s not afraid of stealing when necessary XD
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