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snowblowssoftly · 3 years ago

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Halloween Special

*Logs onto tumblr*

So… um… I have a perfectly good reason why I was gone…

*Throws fic*

HERE! CATCH

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“This is so stupid.”

A girl in a white uwu mask laughed as she looked over at the girl in the fox hoodie. “Grow up, Kit. There’s no such thing as demons.”

“Falsehood. Your dad.”

The masked girl rolled her eyes, moving her torch around as she looked around the room. “Where the hell is (F/L)?” She mumbled.

The sound of glass being knocked over and shattering startled Kit, causing her to jump and immediately latch on to the other girl. “Terror!”

“Shit!” Terror cursed as she lost hold of the torch, causing it to extinguish as it hit the ground. “Fuck, Kit!”

Terror instantly crouched on the ground, trying to find the unlit torch in the pitch-black room, being careful to not burn herself on the hot stick. Finally, she found it.

“Terror, what was that?!” Kit asked nervously.

“Probably nothing. Fuck, do you have a flint in steel?” Kit quickly reached into her bag to find a flint and steel, wanting Terror to light the room as soon as possible.

Terror managed to light the torch and moved it towards where the glass had fallen, when-

“BOO!”

“AHHH!!!” Kit had jumped on Terror, causing her to drop the torch once more.

“God dammit, Kit!” Terror screamed as laughs begin to ring out in the room.

“You two look so ridiculous!”

“(F/L)!” The first two girls yelled.

“What’s going on?” Another girl walked into the room, holding her own torch in hand.

“Man, you missed the greatest scare, Star!” (F/L) laughed.

Star raised an eyebrow as she looked around the room. (F/L) was holding her stomach as she continued to laugh, Terror looked pissed, glaring at the ground, and Kit looked like she was about to sob as she held on to Terror.

“Well, when you’re done here, come join me in the ballroom. It’s exactly what we want for the party.”

Terror ripped her arm from Kit, picking up the fallen torch to light it with Star’s, then stomped away from the group. Star looked back at the other two as (F/L) shrugged, continuing to giggle.

~~~

The group made it to the ballroom where other girls were looking around. Two avians flew around as others were uncovering furniture hidden by seats.

“So, what do you think?” Star asked Terror.

“Well, it sure looks haunted.”

One of the avians, the one with black wings landed between the two girls, a :P mask on the side of her head. “Hey, Blue had an idea. If we use soul fire on the chandeliers, it will make the ballroom even spookier!”

“Maybe, but you know how hard it is to get soul fire, Note,” Star said.

“Have Blade get some,” Terror said.

“Or me!” (F/L) volunteered.

“No!” Star, Terror, and Note chimed.

“Aw…”

Terror moved away from the group, taking notice of the large windows shining moonlight into the room. Soul fire would definitely set the mood, and with the cobwebs already in the room, there was very little need to decorate.

“Hi, Terror!” Terror looked behind her to see Blue walking up, Friend walking behind her.

“Hey, Blue. What’s up?”

“Can I invite some ghosts to the party?”

“Ghosts?” Terror asked, raising an eyebrow teasingly. “You mean more ghosts than Ghostbur?”

“Of course! Ghosts love to party just as much as the living, you know!”

“Yeah, whatever. Gives us more ways to scare others.”

“And by others, you mean Kit, right?”

Terror lifted her finger over her mouth. “Shh… Don’t tell her.”

Blue giggled as she walked off. “Okay! See you, Terror!”

Terror then looked around the room, spotting a girl sitting on one of the old couches as she wrote on cards. “Hey, Princess.”

The girl in the tiara looked up and smiled. “Hey, Terror! This costume party was a great idea! And this abandoned mansion is so cool! How did you find it?”

“Hm? Oh, well, Ghostbur mentioned this mansion one day, so I went looking for it. He mentioned something about meeting Blue here for the first time, so I was kinda curious.”

“Well, it’s a good thing you were! This place is so cool! Do you want to help me with these fliers for the party?”

Terror hummed, looking around. Everyone else seemed to have their own thing going on to get the ballroom set up for a party. “Yeah, that sounds fine.”

Terror sat down next to Princess, the two of them talking about ideas for the flyers.

~~~

Tubbo walked around Snowchester, pulling a sled that had a stack of logs. He stopped when he noticed a paper on one of the houses. Grabbing the paper, Tubbo noticed it was a flyer for a Halloween Costume Party. He thought for a moment, wondering if Ranboo and their kids would want to go. It had been a while since all five of them went out to do something, and this party could be fun. Nodding, shoved the flyer in his pocket, hurrying to his house with new motivation.

~~~

“Do we have to go?”

“Uncle Techno!” Blue cried as she stared at the piglin hybrid who didn’t seem too happy about going to a costume party.

“Come on, mate. It’ll be fun.” Philza said as he pulled an old chest into the living room. (F/L) pounced on the chest, opening it up to reveal all sorts of clothes.

“Damn, grandpa, where did you get these clothes?”

“Hey! Dadza, Philza, or Phil! I don’t do that grandpa thing!” (F/L) stuck out her tongue as Tommy and Wilbur laughed. “If you really want to know, immortality helps you get your hands on a lot of authentic pieces of clothing.

“Ohh!” Star cooed as she pulled a ballgown out of the chest. “Was this mumza’s?”

“No,” Philza said, smirking. “Techno’s.”

“What?!” The littles asked as Techno tried to hit Philza with a rolled up newspaper.

“You need to stop talking.”

“Wait, no! I wanna hear this! Keep talking Dadza!” Angel said.

“Wait, isn’t this the dress you wore to that count’s ball?” Bluebird asked.

“Count? What Count? What are you talking about?” Blade asked.

“Uncle Techno, are you trans?” Blue asked.

“All of you, QUIET!” Techno shouted. The tips of his ears were pink and his body was tense. He was uncomfortable being the current topic of discussion.

“I think this conversation should end here.” Wilbur said, trying to move the conversation from his brother.

“But Uncle Wilbur-!”

“No, (F/L). Now what’s everyone going as to the costume party?” Wilbur asked.

“Well now that I know about it, Uncle Techno.” Star joked, pulling a mask out of the chest that matched the dress. Techno huffed, escaping to a different room as everyone else laughed.

“Well, I’ve been thinking about being one of the greek gods.” Blade said as she searched through the chest.

“You’re one of the greek gods or goddesses every year. Why don’t you choose something different?” Angel asked.

“Alright, well what are you going to be, Angel?”

“I thought I would be an avian this year, like a hummingbird. Or maybe I’ll dress up as one of the crows,” Angel said as she looked outside at the birds. A group of the crows was watching one crow as it tried to eat a fence post. “Maybe not that one.”

“I’m going to be a devil!” (F/L) yelled, raising her hand.

“You already are one, you little shit.” Philza said as he was leaving the room to get another chest of clothes.

“Whatever, grandpa!”

Philza’s head popped back in through the doorframe. “You’re on thin fucking ice.”

“I’m going to be a ghost witch!” Blue said.

“A ghost witch?” Bluebird asked.

“Yes! I’m going to be a ghost who’s also a witch!”

“Ah. Of course.”

“What are you going to be, Bluebird?” Angel asked.

“Hmm? Oh, I haven’t decided yet.”

“But the party is in two days,” (F/L) said.

“Then I guess I have two days to decide.”

“Don’t worry, Bluebird. We can help you with ideas.” Wilbur said.

“Heh, thanks bro.”

~~~

Terror stood in the middle of the room in her regular hoodie and mask, dancing on the toes and heels of her feet as she waited for the guests to arrive. After a while, the ballroom had filled up enough to let Terror know she could start the show.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Non-binary friends and foes! Adults and children of all ages, genders, species, and lands! Welcome to tonight’s costume party! Now, if you know me, you know I have a flair for the dramatics, so you must know that this party will be far more intense. This performance of mine will include loud noises, flashing lights, and scares of all kind. If you can’t handle that, I suggest you leave now. The mansion is free to be explored, but know if you get murdered, it’s possible we won’t find your body!”

The crowds began to mummer around Terror and she smirked as some people began to leave the ballroom.

“For those of you who have stayed, I commemorate your bravery. Now!” Terror picked up a book that we laying in front of her. She looked around at the crowd as she opened the book. “There is a story about this mansion and the woman who lived and died in it.

“Long ago, a rich woman fell in love with rich man, and he fell for her. Soon the two were wed and began a happy life together. However, the man’s attention was drawn from his wife, not by another woman, but a power he desperately wanted to have. To get this power, the man had to give sacrifices.

“The woman learned of her husband’s new hobby and begged him to leave the power so they could continue their happy life. The man refused. The woman, hoping to save her husband, tried to destroy this power. However, she didn’t know of the power’s true hold on her husband.

“The man attacked and brutally murdered his wife, finally gaining the power he so desperately wanted. But, he didn’t understand there was power within Death. The woman’s spirit corrupted the power within the man, driving him to insanity and eventual death. Ever since that day, the woman’s spirit tormants all who live in her home, leading to their immediate death.”

Terror closed the book, smirking as she looked around the crowd. “Because we are dealing with such a wicked soul, I will try to exorcise the ghost from these halls. Now, if this is too much for you, I once again ask you to leave, for once I began the exorcism, I won’t be able to stop.”

More people began to leave and the _Beloved family walked over to the SBI family. “Is this safe?” Tubbo asked.

Tommy chuckled. “Yeah. It’s all just a show Terror made up to up the scare factor. I don’t even think the story is real.”

“Actually, the story is somewhat real. The husband did end up murdering his wife, but it was believed he did it to just get her money. The power and ghost didn’t exist. That’s something Terror made up.” Kit said.

“For those of you who remained,” Terror spoke up again, “I once again commemorate your bravery. Now I ask that everyone remains quiet as I perform this spell. I will need total concentration.”

Picking up another book off the floor, Terror opened it and began reading from the page. The floor under her began to glow red, the soul fire beginning to glow red as well. Wind began to blow around the room, picking up in speed as Terror continued to read.

A red glowing mist began to surround Terror and she gasped before dropping the book. The mist completely covered Terror, before being quickly blown away, leaving Terror standing in a bloodied (suit/dress).

“Well well well… You thought you could get rid of me, little girl?” ‘‘Terror’’ said. She looked around the room at the guests. “Trust me, guests, you thought you were coming for a party, but you were only coming for your deaths! I will allow this room to be a safe room for you, but the moment you leave, you’ll be nothing but lambs for me to SLAUGHTER! Enjoy your night, guests, for soon, you’ll be MINE!”

Wind began to blow harshly around the room and some people had to cover themselves in order to avoid items being blown in their faces.

“Good luck, partygoers! And Happy Halloween!” Terror yelled as she raised an arm, red smoke covering her. The wind blew the smoke away, showing Terror was gone.

The guests cheered and clapped at the show Terror performed, dance music beginning to play signifying the official start of the party.

~~~

Sorry if the ending seemed a little weird. I wanted to add more but I didn’t know how to add it so if the ending seems a little weird, that’s why.

Anyways! I hope you all enjoy your Halloween festivities, whatever those may be.

BYE!

*Logs of tumblr*

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@griffintail

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snowblowssoftly · 3 years ago

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I just watched Dream’s Face Reveal and...

(Spoilers below if you haven’t watched his YT video yet)

AND THE MAN HAS NO T+RIGHT LOOKING AS GOOD AS HE DOES! FUCK!

In all seriousness tho, it was nice to finally see what the man behind the mask looks like, as it was him that caused me to reignite the fires of my minecraft faze.

It’s the beginning of a new era ladies and gents and non-binary friends!

Please treat him with respect as he was obviously very nervous about it.

Take care Dream!

Take care Starlights!

Till i post again!

#dream face reveal #be nice to him

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snowblowssoftly · 3 years ago

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Sunny Days pt 3

“I can’t believe you got stabbed. AGAIN!” Star chastised the figure, whose arm she was wrapping.

“I can’t believe you still get surprised when she does get stabbed.” A girl said, wearing a pig hoodie. She was reading a book Star was sure she would never understand no matter how many times she read it.

“Blade, I’m not surprised that she still gets stabbed, I’m surprised that she’s so calm.”

“Of course I’m calm, Star,” The girl, Star and Blade’s cousin (F/L), said. “Knives can never really hurt me. They’re far too attracted to me.” She said with a flip of her hair.

Her cousins’ stared deadpanned at her, and another girl in the room, (F/L)’s best friend Bee, spoke up.

“Can we stab her again?”

“Hey!” Star laughed at her cousin as she finished wrapping up her arm. The cabin door opened and two girls walked in.

“We’re back.”

“And we brought snacks!”

The two girls were Star’s sisters. The older of the two, Note, who was only older than Star by a few months, had brown hair and large black wings growing from her back. The youngest, Blue, was younger than all the girls in the cabin, wearing a blue sweater and holding a bunch of snacks in her arms.

There was a chorus of heys and hellos to the two girls, and Note sat next to (F/L). “How are you feeling, cousin?”

“I’m fine!” (F/L) groaned, falling back on the bed. “I’ve gotten stabbed in worse places. Sometimes twice!”

“You’re like a walking knife magnet, (F/L),” Blue said, climbing on Blade’s bed. The older girl rolled her eyes, but scooted over for her younger cousin.

“Whatever…” (F/L) mumbled.

The cabin door opened and Terror walked in. Her eyes met Star’s and for a moment she froze. “Oh… Hey.” Star chuckled tilting her head as she smiled at Terror.

“Hello, Terror. Are you our new cabinmate?”

““Our”?” Terror questioned.

Star nodded. “Yes. I share this cabin with my sister Note and cousin Blade.” The two girls nodded in acknowledgment.

“Hi! I’m Blue!” The small girl said, waving to Terror. “Do you want a candy bar?”

“Uh… sure?” Terror took a candy bar that Blue held out. “Where’d you get it?”

“We stole it!” Note said with a smirk.

“Note!”

“I’m kidding!” Note rolled her eyes at her sister before looking at Terror. “Our aunt works in the kitchen slash snack bar.”

“Cool.”

“You know what’s really cool!?” (F/L) asked, shooting up from the bed. Terror jumped slightly and Bee groaned as (F/L) pulled a knife out of the tangled mess that was her hair. “My knife collection!”

Star yanked the blade from (F/L)’s hand. “For the love of mumza, WHERE DO YOU KEEP GETTING THESE?!” (F/L) only laughed.

An ear-piercing scream was heard from outside and Star and Terror looked at each other momentarily before running outside, Star leaving the knife on the bed. Before (F/L) could get it, Bee snatched it.

“You’re not getting this back.”

~~~

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snowblowssoftly · 3 years ago

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Sunny Days Camp pt 2

Terror stared at her charm bracelet, fiddling with a white charm that had an uwu face on it. A large bang on the table caused Terror to jump in her seat, and she looked up to glare at the interrupter. Firecracker laughed as she sat across from Terror, Mushroom sitting to the right side of Terror.

“How’s it been, Terror?” Firecracker asked.

Terror huffed, looking back at her charm. “I’m ready to go home now.”

“Would you relax?” Mushroom asked. “To be honest, it hasn’t been so bad. Maybe it’s just because it’s introduction week, but it’s actually quite relaxing. They even have a hot spring.”

“Yeah, me and Aunt Muffin have been chilling all week in it.” Firecracker said.

Terror snorted. “Even though you’re angry at her for getting a job here.”

“Please, Terror. I’m an easily forgiving person.” Someone bumped into Firecracker’s seat and the girl jumped up with a growl. “Watch where you’re going, bitch!”

“Drop dead, slut!” The girl yelled.

Another girl walked up, Terror recognizing her as Firecracker’s step-sister, Duckling. “Is there a problem, chica?”

“Yeah, tell your girl to watch herself before she gets shanked!” The girl said, pulling out a knife.

Terror jumped up as Mushroom gasped. A girl screamed “KNIFE!” as another hirl yelled “(F/L) NO!”. More attention was drawn to the group, Mushroom preparing to stand should she need to get in a fight besides her girls.

“Excuse me.”

The groups turned to see a girl. She smiled softly, her hands behind her back as she stared at the girl with the knife. As Terror looked over the girl, she noticed a star hair pin in her (h/c) hair. The mystery girl met Terror’s eyes, her smile widening before looking back at the knife weilding girl.

“What do you want, whore?”

“I’m here to ask you to please put away your knife. My cousin tends to get stabbed by them, even when they’re not aimed at her. Also, if Sergeant Spectre catches you with it, he’s probably gonna send you back to the Juvenile Detention Center, Ms. Lavinia Spectre.”

“You have an issue with me?”

“No, of couse not,” The girl said. She nodded to Firecracker. “I do believe your friend her was rude for calling you a bitch, but it was also not polite of you to not apologize for bumping into her.”

“You want me to apologize?”

“I won’t force you, but it would be nice, I’m sure.” Lavinia turned and glared at Firecracker before turning and walking away. The girl sighed, shaking her head. “Oh well, there was an attempt.”

“You should have let us fight her. We could have taken her.” Duckling said.

The girl’s smile never left her face as she looked over at Duckling. “Maybe, but violence only brings more violence. Besides, I wasn’t kidding about my cousin’s tendency to be stabbed. She actully gets hurt quite regulary, so I was trying to stop the conflict before it started.”

“Whatever the reason, thank you,” Terror said. “That could have ended badly.”

“For her.” Firecracker snorted. The girl looked at Terror, smiling wider.

“I’m Star, by the way.”

“Oh, uh, I’m Terror. And this is Mushroom, Firecracker, and Duckling.”

“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you. All of you. I should get going now. I need to check on my cousins and sisters.” Star left and Terror watched her go, moving back down to her seat. Firecracker snickered at her friends face.

“She’s cute, huh, Terror?”

“Yeah… Wait, what?!” Terror looked at her friends wide-eyed as they laughed.

“Please, you have hopeless lesbian written all over your face.” Mushroom said.

“Aw! First summer romance!” Duckling teased.

“All of you shut up! I was just thinking that she did a really nice thing for us. Don’t take it out of context.”

“Sure. Whatever you say, Terror.” Firecracker said with a roll of her eyes.

Terror began kicking them under the table. “I mean it, shut up!”

~~~

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snowblowssoftly · 3 years ago

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Sunny Days Camp pt 1

“This is so fucking stupid.”

“Come on, at least give it a chance.” A pair of green eyes looked in the rearview mirror at the person in the back seat holding a brochure in front of her face. She moved the brochure to her lap and glared at her father.

“I’ve read the brochure. This place is either where I’ll get murdered or sold into human trafficking.”

“You’re not-” The driver sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “Look, I know you’re not for new things, especially like this, but come on. I’m sure you can have fun. Firecracker and Mushroom will be there too.”

The girl scoffed and looked out the window, crossing her arms. The driver sighed, giving a quick look at the road before looking back at the mirror.

“Terror… Terror, come on… Princess, won’t you look at me?” The girl huffed, glaring at the window more. “Terror…?”

Terror sighed and side-eyed her father sadly. “Dad, can’t I just come with you, Uncle Foolish, and Aunts Drista, Spot, and FM this summer?”

The driver, Dream, sighed, glancing quickly out his car window before looking at the road in front of him. “I already told you it’s just boring stuff for mom. You wouldn’t have any fun-”

“You don’t know that. For your information, I actually like hanging out with Grandma Puffy.”

Dream smiled, giving a small chuckle. “Don’t let her hear you call her that.”

“Please, I don’t think she cares. I’m her baby after all.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. She loves you more than me.”

Terror grinned, shoving her dad’s shoulder. “Don’t be jealous. It’s your fault for leaving me with her all the time when I was a kid.”

“Yeah, maybe so.”

Dream turned on a lone road, driving in between trees as he drove closer to the camp. Sunny Days Camp. Terror wasn’t sure what to make of it, an all girls camp that didn’t allow technology. And was run by an ex-military sergeant. Nevermind. She knew exactly what to make of it. This summer was going to suck.

Dream pulled up to the entrance where a man and two girls were standing. The male stared intensely at the car, looking like a typical movie drill sergeant. Same uniform, same posture, same unsatisfied scowl.

One of the girls, the one standing to the right of the male, was wearing a red devil headband in her (h/c) hair, a camp uniform, and had a wide grin as she moved from her toes to her heels then back again.

The second girl, the one standing to the left of the male, had her (h/c) hair in a pony tail, her uniform looking somewhat normal except for the rips on her jeans. She looked completely bored as she leaned against a fence.

Terror gave her father a look and he gave an uncertain smile. “Look, I’m sure it’s not all bad, just… try to enjoy yourself.”

Terror huffed as she grabbed her bags. “Yeah, sure.”

Terror exited the car and Dream followed after her. The drill sergeant walked forward and an unatural smile formed on his face, the father and daughter duo was sure his face was gonna crack.

“Welcome to Sunny Days Camp! I am Camp Master Sergeant Spectre, who will be in charge of taking care of your precious daughter.”

Dream and Terror glanced at each other. “Oh yeah, I’m totally going to die, and when I do, I’m coming back to haunt you.”

“You’ll be fine. Just run really fast.”

The first girl walked up. “Hello, Dream!”

Dream’s eyes widened and he grinned. “Muffin?! What are you doing here?”

“I got a summer job! Especially when I heard my precious niece was gonna be here!”

“Yeah? And how did Firecracker take it?”

“She has never yelled at me so much before. I’m glad I can still annoy her at this age!”

Spectre coughed, and Muffin froze, giving an embarrassed smile to the male as she backed up. “Now then, it seems you’ve met Camp Counselor Muffin already. This is Camp Counselor Lamb. Lamb, introduce yourself.”

Lamb sighed and nodded to Terror. “Sup.”

Spectre sighed, annoyed and Muffin laughed, smiling at Lamb. Dream sighed, pulling his daughter to the side slightly.

“Look, just give this summer a chance. If you honestly don’t like it, have Muffin call me and I’ll come pick you up.”

Terror looked over at the other three. Muffin was happily chatting as Spectre nodded and Lamb looked annoyed. She sighed, then looked back at her dad.

“Okay, I’ll give it a chance.”

“That’s all I ask, kiddo.”

The two hugged, and as they did such, Terror looked at the sign over the entrance.

~~~

@griffintail

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