#➵ || what in tarnation (thread)

[ominoose]

𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞

Pairing: Jack Jackson x Mojave Desert Summary: Jack and his Mrs have a tiff after he returns from a long absence. Part of the Council of Oscar's discord April Fools Event! WC: 669

Never been more proud of a fic and never been more proud of my server 🫡 @winniethewife @midgardian-witch

His hand sticks to the hot, rancid rubber of the gas pump and he can't tell if its from the oil, his sweat or left over blood. Either way it only further sours his mood as his hand rakes down his scruffy jeans, a black streak left in wake of the movement. Jack cusses with a southern drawl under his breath, hooking the pump back up like it personally spilled on him.

Even the cool, conditioned air of the gas station freezing the stale sweat on his brow couldn't lift the mood that weighed heavy like a smog. A cold beer wouldn't either, but Jack reckoned it was the closest thing to a pick me up as he thumped it on the counter, tipping his hat politely at the freckly little cashier.

"Sun's a cruel mistress today, ain't she?" The young boy behind the counter was far too chipper for a human stupid enough to exist on a summers day in the desert, but Jack supposed when one works in a shitty, fluorescent, capitalist oasis selling cheap liquor and infinite air con, a boy can show that much teeth when smiling.

"Yeah, she ain't the only one." Jack grumbled around a splintered toothpick, bowing his head to count his cash.

"Trouble in paradise, Mr?" The chipper cashier frowned as he handed back the receipt, as if he was genuinely saddened by the potential of a strangers failing marriage.

"Oh yes indeed", Jack chuckled darkly, stuffing the crinkled paper into his jean pocket and popping the beer cap on the counter. "There'll be a storm waiting for me when I get back."

The sentence had been meant metaphorically, as was the majority of Jacks daily dialogues, but as he finally drove the dusty pick up to his trailers, he was not at all surprised to feel the wind whipping sand at him like shards of glass.

"Christ almighty woman, can't even let a man get out his car to say his piece?!" The door slammed behind him, rocking the truck none too gently as his boots thudded around to the back trunk.

Another gust of wind blew at him, visible lashes of sand aiming for his head as he lifts his forearm to his brow. The whistling howl echoed in his ear, making Jack's scowl turn into wince.

"Alright, alright! I hear ya darling, I'm a jackass, I know…" More grains shackled around his ankle making, Jack click his tongue in annoyance, "Probably had some amount of scavengers pillaging your gardens and what not, I know sweet thing, I hear ya."

A small reprieve came, the surroundings loosening the yellow tinge from desert dust being heaved into the air and Jack took a welcome gulp of breath.

"There was some business I had ta take care of in a lil town over yonder, but I'd never forget my special lady." Jack finally rounded the back of the truck now that he wasn't being assaulted, pulling back the tarp with a grunt to reveal the decaying, macabre prize tied neatly in aged rope.

He stands proudly with his hands on his hips, cracked and dry lips dawning their trademark smirk as he stares off into the golden dunes.

"Gotcha some nice, fresh, organic pet feed. I know yer new lil coyote pups could use the meat."

The dunes danced in small whirlwinds that looked like golden bobbles of thread, whistling in high pitched tunes. Jack could feel the grains grazing over his cheek, much more gently than before, tugging his lips into a smile. He almost chuckled before he felt a tumbleweed smash into his rear, startling him.

"What in tarnation- Mrs Mojave, that weren't very lady like!" The was no venom to his words, and never would be, not when he was surrounded by the warm, tanned bosoms of the dunes.

No matter how long he left for, no matter how dirty his hands were when he came back, he would always have his beautiful Mrs Mojave to come home to.

[chacolatepocky]

Drama club mishap

Story: Costume mishap at the nrc drama club

Characters: Ace trappola, Deuce spade, Jack howl, Epel felmier, Jack howl, Lilia vanrouge, Irene, Seulgi, Wendy, Joy & Yeri

CW: None probably unless you're scared of kpop girl group red velvet, OOC probably

A/n: I submitted this fic for a grade and it got a 98💀💀💀💀💀💀

The group of friends were sitting in a circle in the courtyard, limbs stretched out on the plush grass as they nervously waited for an email stating their costumes for the annual school play had come in, hoping they would fit correctly. Epel left out a huff, followed by the sound of his thick southern accent, "You know, I thought they said that we would get the costumes around three, It's already four now. "

"Just be patient, Epel. I'm sure they'll be sent out soon. " Jack said in a low tone of voice, trying to make his lavender headed friend didn't do anything too brash this time to avoid embarrassment, he definitely didn't want a rerun of what happened the previous year.

"Why do you even care anyway? Don't tell me you actually enjoy doing this. " Ace asked mockingly, not taking his attention from tapping away on his phone. "No I don't enjoy it, I just don't want to have another one of Vil's lectures because my costumes haven't come in yet. " Epel grumbled.

"Touche, " Ace said before opening his mouth again "Oh yeah, Sebek, bro, why are you here too? I thought you had a job to protect Malleus or somethin'? " The ginger questioned him, eyebrow slightly raised. "Well yes I do have a very important job of being a retainer to the great Malleus! But it just so happens that Master Lilia enjoys these plays and wanted me to participate this year. I tried to reason against it but he insisted obstinately. " Sebek sighed, threading a hand through his mint green hair.

A loud ping then rings out from a phone, another member of the group wakes up from his nap rather startled "Huh? Where am I? " He questions, Navy blue hair stuck slightly to his forehead from accumulated sweat. "Chill out, Juice, It was just a notification from your phone. Speaking of that you should probably check it. " Deuce grabbed his phone, Accidentally dropping it on the ground from his hands being clammy but quickly picking it up again and typing in his passcode.

He looked at the notification at the top of his phone, a email from the schools drama club director, Mr crewel. Giving them a notice to come and pick up their costumes for the play. "Guys, The costumes are done! " Deuce yells in excitement.

The group gets up and walks through the familiar hallways of the school until they reached the brown double doors leading to the theatre. They walked around to behind the stage where they saw Mr crewel, His assistant, Mr Kang and a few other students in the play, recognizing the one near the boxes of clothes as Lilia Vanrouge, Sebeks grandfather and mentor.

"Master Lilia! We have arrived to pick up our stage costumes. " Sebek announces loudly, Lilia turned around giving a wide smile, receiving his sharp canine teeth. "Hello son! I was just about to check with Mr crewel if you had shown up yet to retrieve your costumes. " Lilia turned around again, picking up a large cardboard box and shoving it in Sebeks hands "Now, Go try them on! " He insists. The five boys walk back into the dressing area to unbox their costumes.

"Geez, I can't wait to finally see em'. " Epel says "Me too. " Jack agrees. Sebek opens the box slowly, getting ready to see normal outfits, but they got something most unexpected instead. Inside the box was five, sparkling outfits, some two pieces and some in a piece, mostly in silver but with accent colours. One in a bright red, a blinding yellow, a darker blue shade, a electric lime green and a dusty purple.

Epel gasped, "What in tarnation are those things? " He exclaims in shock, Sebek eyes also widened in disbelief, Ace only chuckled. "Well come on men, we need to try on our outfits. " Epel glared but picked up his garment, trying to remain unflappable but ultimately failing. They retreated back to the dressing rooms for a short moment before stepping out in their outfits.

Shimmering stones and glitter shine from the lights pointing down in the dressing rooms, Deuce looks at himself in the mirror and says to his friends "Well I guess that we're rather adaptable. " trying to make the mood less disappointing but suddenly, a shout comes from behind them. "Hey? What are you doing with our outfits? " One of them asks, the boys turn around and are met with the faces of their female actresses, Irene, Seulgi, Wendy, Joy and Yeri.

It then dawned on the boys that Lilia had fortunately grabbed the wrong boxes unknowingly. Ace started laughing "I got scared for a second that you were going to make us really wear these dresses! " He wipes a tear from the corner of his eye, Epel and Jack let out a breath of relief simultaneously, Deuce chucked slightly and Sebek stood there. But alas a crisis was avoided.

[spitinsideme]

Peach blossoms and wolfsbane

Belladonnas

Chapter 3

By writer anon

Sorry if there is any typos or mistakes in advance

Winona is walking down the steps of the manor at 7:45 and is trying to figure out how to tie a Bow tie since she has never tied one before. “C’mon now blasted thing.” She let out a loud groan. Agatha tapping her foot at the base of the stairs “What in Tarnation took you so long?” She said with a huff. “It’s this darn get up you have me in it took forever to put it all on”She said as she struggles some more with the tie before exclaiming “Damn this tie how the hell is am I supposed to tie it?!” Winona growled. Peggy over heard Winona’s little fit and came over to help. “Here let me” Peggy said. As Peggy fixes Winona’s bow tie. Winona looks away in embarrassment while Agatha continues to lecture about being on time. “There! All done.” Said Peggy with a smile. “might I say you look rather dishy this evening.” She said with a lingering touch on Winona’s chest “Uhh thanks Miss O’Nell.” Said Winona. “It’s no problem love.” Peggy said she winked at Winona and left. Agatha now confused what was that about?” Agatha asked. “Uhh beats me.” Said Winona equally confused. “Anyways we should get going.” When they headed outside there was a worker carrying some potted wolfsbane.Agatha stopped for a brief moment before asking the worker to stop for second. “Didn’t you say we have to get going?” Said Winona “oh hush this will only take a second.” Said Agatha. She plucks one of the wolfsbane flowers and sticks on the outside of the pocket by threading the stem through the shirt Winona was wearing she also did the same with the suit jacket pocket. “There! Your outfit needed just needed a little something” said Agatha.With that Winona let out a very loud groan once more. They hop in a carriage and they are now heading to the gala that the duke is holding. On the way there Agatha remembered something important about the gala that she forgot to tell her loyal guard. “Oh I almost forgot about these.” Agatha stated as she fished under the seat for the something she forgot. Winona interest suddenly as little peeked “Whatcha forget? “Ah ha found ‘em!” Agatha exclaimed. In Agatha’s hands were a horse and coyote mask in her hands. Winona now even more confused and interested piped up and ask “what are those for?” “These are for the gala it’s a masked ball I forgot to tell you my bad.” Agatha stated. Winona now even more disgruntled said “Great even More reason to hate this damn ball. The food better be good at this place I swear.” She huffed. “Must you always think with your stomach you really are a dog.” Then Agatha got a cheeky grin on her face “You know what you outta take this mask then” Agatha hands Winona the coyote mask. Winona snatches it and growls at the older woman”Whatever.” she mutters.

They finally arrive at the hall and they are greeted at the door by a butler. Winona wearing a coyote mask is sighing an is bit slouched. Agatha elbowed them in the gut a bit. Winona let out an oof and quietly snarled to her boss “ What was that for?!” “ for being rude now stand up straight and quit your belly aching.” Agatha said. “Whatever.”Said Winona. Agatha took a look around the room and saw that the room was armed to the teeth with all the guards standing near every corner,exit, and entrance. She glances over to her body guard whos shoulders are currently tensed and a scowl is present. She sighed ‘wish she wouldn’t scowl like that its party she needs to relax a bit.’ Then announcement was made on top of the stairs

Meanwhile behind the pillars near the stairs

“Are you ready my lady?”Pomni asked. Spitzy sighed “As ready as one can be.” She said with a frown. She dawned her mask. Pomni handed her the broach that Spitzy’s fiancé got her. It was a belladonna flower with some golden leaves. She pinned it to her her dress near her chest.Then her husband to be made his appearance and held out his arm for Spitzy to latch on to. “Don’t embarrass me tonight understand.” The duke hissed. ‘As if you need my help with that’ she wanted to say that so badly but instead Spitzy held her tongue and said “I understand.” On queue the unhappy couple were announced and they make their way down the steps arm in arm.

All the while Winona finally looks to where all the commotion is happening and hears what she assumes is the duke and lady of the manor are making their grand entrance. Winona looks at the “couple” descending the stairs. And what she sees she will never forget.’wowzer’ was the only thought running through her head

Spitzy is all ready over this whole shindig and wishes for it to be over but then she feels a certain pair of eyes in the crowd watching her and she briefly locks eyes with someone in what looks to be a dog mask or a fox? She isn’t quiet sure. She wished to look at the person in the mask a bit longer but she blinked and the person wearing the canine mask was just gone ‘How peculiar’ Spitzy thought to herself. she could not help but ponder who that beautiful stranger was

The reason for Winona’s disappearance was in the form of her boss Agatha. “So why did you drag me over here?” Winona asked. “I just wanted to tell you have the night off thats all.” Agatha responded. “What?! Why?!” Exclaimed Winona which got the attention of a few party goers. Agatha sighs and said “Look around this place already is armed to the teeth there ain’t no need for you to be on guard,so go on have some fun!” Agatha only spoke half the truth you see she heard rumors that the lady of this manor is also unhappy with her husband to be and with the way Winona looked at her with such awe she hasn’t done that with any woman before. She didn’t know how this will end either badly or strangely wonderful she hopes it all works out and that she didn’t set something awful in motion. ‘Besides whats the harm, the duke is a swine and chases skirts of other women when his fiancé’s back is turned.’ Agatha thought to herself. Now all the piece are set in place lets see how this plays out.

Spitzy was listening to some big shot lawyer drone on and on about hope much money he makes. She wasn’t really paying attention and something else caught her eye. It was the person in the fox mask or was it a dog still she wasn’t sure. The canine masked person was leaning on a pillar and just sipping what looked like to whisky on the rocks. She took in what she was wearing the mysterious woman was wearing a suit jacket that was a very dark gray draped over on her shoulder with a white button up, dark leather gloves,belt,dark brown leather suspenders,Some formal slacks,a black bow tie,some kind of laced up boots and a top her head was a top hat that was slightly skewed to the right. Spitzy’s mouth was slightly a gape she wanted to look away but she realized she couldn’t ‘oh dear’ she thought. She finally was able to look away when someone else had called out to her to ask her a question. But she couldn’t stop thinking about the woman she saw…

Winona grabbed a drink to calm her nerves but it didn’t do much she leaned against the pillar and glanced over to the crowed when a certain masked woman got her attention. The very same one she herself was staring at. she was wearing this elaborate and delicate looking gown with lace and bit a of frills.it was yellow and cream colored the fabric of the dress made her look like she was gliding rather than walking. Winona’s mouth goes dry and it isn’t because of her drink she noticed the mask the person was wearing it was basic one that is just a human like mask but with some feathers adorned on it. She quickly looked away not wanting to draw attention to herself ‘after all why would someone like that want to talk to me.’ She thought to herself. She sits and takes a sip of her drink.

Spitzy getting tired of socializing with the fat cats around her decided to rest by a pillar that was just slightly out of view of the guests. She lefts out a sigh but instead of leaning on cool marble she feels a something else or rather someone. Said someone who let out an little oof and who should it be but the person with the canine mask that she was staring at earlier. Being a tad frazzled Spitzy quickly apologized” I’m so sorry” she began but instead of getting upset the masked person seemed unfazed in fact one might say she was amused.”Hey now, don’t fret it’s not everyday I run into a pretty lady such as yourself.” Said Winona while holding her suspenders with her thumbs. Spitzy can feel herself getting flush and unfortunately for her Winona took her long silence as something else and decided she best make herself scarce. In actuality the reason for long pause is because of two things one Spitzy was not expecting such a beautiful voice and rich accent to come out of this woman.Two She was just called pretty by some hot mysterious southern woman of course she will be a flustered speaking to her afterwards. “Well I’ll get outta your hair besides I doubt I make good company compared to the other guests.” Winona said. But as she was about to leave Spitzy held out a hand and shouted a bit too loudly” No wait!” Winona stunned paused in her movement. “I’m sure you will make far better company than the people out there.”she gestured with her shoulder while moving both her hands out.”So please stay?” She asked a bit shyly meanwhile it was Winona’s turn to sit in stunned silence. She scratched the back of her neck and head she was puzzled. ‘Why would she want me to keep her company’ Winona finally shook herself free from her thoughts and said “Well if that what the pretty lady wants I suppose I’ll keep you company then.” She goes to lean on the pillar again.

Spitzy smilies at her softly and is giddy.’suddenly this evening might not be so bad’ they both thought to themselves as they stare into each other. This moment would be the start a spark that will later turn into a raging fire. But will that fire give them strength and warmth or will it destroy everything they hold dear.

End of chapter 3

Belladonna: falsehoods,hush,loneliness,silence,warning

Wolfsbane:beware,mistrust in people, protection,chivalry

I picked these two plants because spitzy is stuck with in a hopeless situation with her gross chad fiancé which is lonely I imagine and for southern anon got wolfsbane because I feel like they aren’t the type to expose themselves like they like who they like and hate who they hate. They aren’t very trusting of people I’m guessing. Both of the plants will eventually change in later chapters:)

Music inspo:Venus by sleeping at last,patience,first by penny and sparrow,head over heels by tears for fears, patience,please by penny and sparrows

Author note: oh boy chapter 4 is gonna get all romance and butterflies like pretty soon so stay tuned! fun fact Peggy O’Nell is the representation of that one person who tried to steal southern anon from you so she is a romantic rival ooooh spicy. Please let me know what you think spitz! Also if anyone has music suggestions that would be swell! Also I tired adding some British slang and words but I don’t know much please let me know if I’m correct with these terms and such! Also also thank you so much for posting these I’m surprised people like them this much I’ll maybe think about an ao3 account

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Writer anon

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What in the tarnation?

There's a completely blank look on the biker's face as he read over the contents. Now while he was an adept typist and internet looker for research purposes, those long, long line of Interknot comment threads felt like a veritable warzone to go through. Not just at times, it was all the damn time, outright the beauty of unbridled, human civilization.

So to think a holiday time would be centered around stuffing thots, thick hoes and something about squirting eggplants??? even found themselves locked into his DMs. "Is this.. some secret code for fishing for said filthy sluts?? Or is this like some organized collective and they're looking for extras?" No doubt they'd seriously imagine they just shot Calydon's Champion of all the damn people this-- adventurous ode.

"Sounds like they need some more mental stuffing compared to anything physical. Maybe I can lead 'em in the right direction." Lighter contemplatives, a few rapt taps of the touch screen sending his reply right back to them.

Text: Hey.

Text: Get some help.

Text: Remember, it's better to fill the soul before filling any holes. 🥴?

[echantedtoon]

That Bloomin' Curse Ch3 Rescuing And Planning

(Warnings: Mentioning of death and past abusive relationships and murder.)

The scratches of the vines and dead underbrush whiplashed his face and body as Timmy was half dragged half carried away from the mansion by Shapeshifter clenching his clothes in some invisible mouth of his.

"HAZELLE!! HAZELLE!! STOP!! TURN AROUND!! WE HAVE TO HELP, HAZELLE!!" 

"DaNgEr aPProAChessssS froM BEhind," Shifter's voice hissed warbled as he still ran on all fours towards somewhere.

Being a being like a ragdoll Shapeshifter was able to safely land from two stories above and took off as soon as he landed on the ground making haste away from the mansion and Hazelle despite Timmy's protests.

"What?!"

"LoOk BEHiND uS."

Timmy did look behind them and wished he hadn't because right behind them was three darkened figures around his height running quickly and catching up to them with red eyes glowing brightly. The sight had Timmy screaming. His scream echoed out throughout the forest catching the attention of many. A ghost with red glitching eyes snapped his head up towards the sky immediately. Meanwhile ahead of them three little girls and a red headed woman snapped around towards the direction of the mansion hearing a scream echoing out. Poppy jumped nearly dropping the shovel in her hands and Bow did end up dropping a hammer she had been holding as it fell to the floor with a clatter. 

"What in tarnation was THAT?!"

"That sounded like Timmy!," Hattie piped up bounding to the front of the house along with the other two girls to peer out. 

"LOOK THERE!!" Muriel pointed up the front of the forest as crashing noises started ringing out. 

In the distance approaching fast was the form of Shapeshifter running towards them dragging a screaming boy with shadow figures right behind them both. 

"IT'S TIMMY!!"

"What the bloody peck are those things behind 'em?!"

Poppy didn't answer for a moment before with a determined face, she suddenly lifted the shovel up in both hands and charged at them despite the girls' protesting and screaming. Shapeshifter and Timmy ran past her form as she ran forward. Rearing her arms back, she ran towards the first shadow figure and swung like a baseball bat. A loud metal DING rang out as the hard end of the shovel collided with it and sent sailing through the air and into the trees with a crashing sound. Poppy swiftly turned on her heel and lifted the shovel over her head only to swing it directly down and hitting the second shadow figure on its head before swinging the same way she did the first time and again launching the dazed shadow figure into the woods also. By now Shifter had made it to the shelter of the Snatcher Shack and all five of them watched as Poppy fended the shadow fiends off from them by jumping over the third figure who dove at her before swinging again and batting the first shadow figure again when it attempted to jump on her. Again a metal DING sounded off as it made contact with the shovel.

"YA STUPID LIL SHADOW SNEAKS!! GO BACK TA THE GRAVE WHERE YA BELONG!!," Poppy raged as she swung again at the second one who tried to grab her leg but instead received a shovel to the face and was sent tumbling head over heels across the dirt. "TAKE THAT!!"

"POPPY LOOK OUT!!"

She snapped her head up and blue eyes shrank as the first shadow figure had managed to sneak up on her and lunged. It's hands reaching out to touch her face. Instinctively she snapped her eyes shut...But no contact was made? Slowly Poppy opened her eyes and blinked at the sight of the shadow varmint being dangled and struggling in mid air by glowing red threads. Hey..Those looked familiar. She yelped and ducked as more threads shot out past her at the speed of lightning and made quick work of wrapping themselves around the other two figures who suffered the same fate they did.

"Is everyone alright?!" 

Hey. She also knew that echo-y voice. Her head snapped up and met the glowing red eyes of a very familiar Spector.

"Moonjumper! Where did you get here?!"

"I heard Timmy screaming and naturally I came to investigate. It's a good thing I did." The glitching chain rattling ghost floated there hovering as a ton of red strings flew from his hands. His fists clenched and pulled back and all three shadows were held up in the air safely away from them all. His brow rose at the nearest one. "Otherwise these things might've gotten their hands on you all." His head swiveled back to the terrified children. "Is everyone alright?"

"We're ok-"

"HAZELLE'S NOT!!," Timmy shouted interrupting her and throwing his hands up to point back to the mansion with a terrified expression. "WE NEED TO GO HELP HER NOW!!"

"Timmy my boy. What hap-"

"WHAT THE PECK IS GOING ON HERE!?"

EVERYONE fell silent (especially Moonjumper) as another ghostly presence arrived. Snatcher. The giant ghost only silently looked at everyone and the scene before him. No one spoke and no one moved as Snatcher stood there oddly silent before floating towards Moonjumper. The other ghost gulped and slightly leaned back as his more powerful counterpart stood before him but he paid Moonjumper no mind. Instead his yellow eyes scanned over the struggling shadow figures wrapped up... before snapping around inhumanly fast to Hattie with a deep scowl.

"What. Did. You. DO?!"

"Huh?,'' the brunette tilted her head obviously confused.

"Don't play games with me!," Snatcher yelled angrily. "First I find that ice hag missing from her ice cage and then these stupid shadows show up looking like you!!" He shot a claw out to the figures who strangely enough did look like her. "WHAT DID YOU DO THIS TIME?!"

"I didn't do anything!," Hattie shot back with a frown. "I've been here all day!"

"Likely story! You better tell me what you did right now before I get angrier-"

"Vanessa's GONE?!," Moonjumper squawked out in terror.

"I JUST PECKING SAID SHE WAS, MOONSHINE!! WHEN I WENT TO CHECK IT OUT I DIDN'T FIND HER ANYWHERE IN SIGHT-"

"THAT'S BECAUSE VANESSA'S IN THE BLOODY MANSION!!" Everyone fell silent and turned to Timmy as he screamed out and waved his arms about to gain everyone's attention.

"W H A T?!"

"I don't know how she got out but that bloody woman's in the mansion!" Timmy again pointed to the direction of the mansion with a panicked face. "She attacked us a-and she's got Hazelle! W-W-We have to go help her NOW!!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy there, Boy." Poppy dropped the shovel to the side and kneeled down to gently grab the Obviously panicked boy by the shoulder. "Tell us what happened."

"I just told you what happened!", he insisted giving a frustrated frown, "We were jus' looking at the library and the she attacked out of nowhere! Shifter made me jump out a window and then next thing I know those bloody shadows were chasing us!" He pointed back to the figures in Moonjumpers hold. "But Hazelle's still back there! We gotta go help her! Please!"

'This... doesn't make any sense," Moonjumper mumbled. "How could Vanessa have escaped the summer house?"

"I know how." Snatcher hissed. "There was a hole in the wall. Some kind of old secret passage. That pecking thing must've been connected straight to the mansion!"

"Why hasn't she froze over the entire forest then?"

"It's MY territory!! And I'm still MORE POWERFUL THAN HER!! She wouldn't have enough power to do that!!"

"Then shouldn't she be wondering around the forest instead of hanging around the mansion?"

"Vanessa's Curse restricts her to where she once lived." Snatcher rose a brow back to the mansion looming in the distance. "That must apply to her old mansion too."

"I think you're both forgetting something!," Moonjumper interrupted the both of them now looking raged which was a rare emotion to see on him. "My dear Hazelle's still back there! We've got to do something! We can't just leave her!"

"YEAH!," Timmy shouted in agreement.

"Let's not go jumping the gun yet!," Poppy immediately stood up holding up her hands. "We gotta think this through first. Vanessa's dangerous. So we're gonna need some kind of plan. We can't jus' go chargin' in there blind." She then looked at both ghosts. "Ya both knew her best. Any ideas?"

Snatcher huffed turning his head away from her to stare back into the house Poppy was attempting to fix. A fire crackling in the old fire place. A clock ticking away on the wall. The night dark and bleak as a story unfolded. Being told through one's mind whom was wrong oh so long ago now.

"Her and I...We have a score to settle. You've think I've forgotten what she's done to me?"

A memory's sound turned up clear as day. Still ringing in the echoes of his former mind as he recalled it well. Still remembering the footsteps of his own mortal legs walking through the cold and mostly deserted halls until he found HER. The one who destroyed any and all happiness and even life itself.

"All on that cursed day! Look it's complicated but she didn't have to treat me that way. I was her prince and she was-....She was my princess. Everything was going so well...Or so I thought."

Flowers were thrown in the garbage by cold hands. Ignoring the struggling and screaming of a man who had been betrayed, heartbroken. Never seeing the true monster underneath until everything enveloped in blackened ice.

"Never left the house. Lonely and cold like the winters of Subcon. Paranoid and anxious, turned her back on others. I never understood."

The man never did. Until it all came together for him over years and years of the echoed memories replaying. She never cared for the emotions of the man. Only the fake role she desired him to become.

"It wasn't long before she turned against her people. On that day when I returned to Subcon, she broke down. What was supposed to be a joyous day had turned into a nightmare! Villagers ran and hid as her anger spread throughout the forest. She had gone completely and utterly crazy!"

Guilt. Ice grazing over everyone causing a massacre upon both empires. He never stopped her. Living among the many dead that was the collateral of his blindness to the real situation. He will never forgive himself for that.

"They say you shouldn't poke the sleeping bear, but honestly Kiddo-...These noodly arms of mine feel like poking. We're gonna poke her! Wake her up! Steal her riches! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Four new faces, reliable faces, smiled menacingly. Eager to help. Eager to get him revenge. Avenge him. He would always take back what she took from him.

"And I know just the thing to do to set her off. So are you ready? Let's go pay Vanessa a little visit."

"NOT until we think of a plan!," Poppy sternly said pointing a hand to the ground. "If we go in there she'll just freeze us ta death! That's probably what happened ta Hazelle!"

"I can't unfreeze her victims! If I could I would've gotten Rough Patch back a long time ago! I can only protect others FROM being frozen by her."

"Well...Why don't you unfreeze Hazelle the same way you unfroze Poppy?," Moonjumper lit up at the idea. "Yes." His head turned back to Hattie whom blinked. "We can have Hattie dear use one of her time pieces to reverse the effects of Vanessa's spell!"

"I don't like putting my kid in physical danger...At least more than what she could handle."

"But Hattie's the only one who can really use them if you don't remember. One of us could distract Vanessa while she frees Hazelle."

"HA! Not a bad plan Moonshine. You up for a little home wrecking, Kid?" Snatcher turned to Hattie who puffed her chest out and nodded. "Good. Then go get one of those stupid hourglasses and get back here pronto!"

"Then it's settled then. We're leavin'-"

"NOT YOU!" Snatcher snapped back around to face Poppy. "Or you! Or you!" He then pointed at Muriel and Bow. "You three are staying here out of harm's way! I'm not risking anyone else if I can help it!"

"You too, Timmy." Timmy blinked up at Moonjumper who pointed at the girls. "You stay here with Poppy where I know you'll be safe." The boy looked like he wanted to argue. "Snatcher and I are immune to Vanessa's magic. You all probably are not. Just in case, you all are staying here where it's safe."

"And you're staying here in case they need protection." Snatcher looked at Poppy with an expression. "I can't risk losing you again. Or anyone else."

"Or in case Hazelle comes back," Moonjumper pointed out. "There might be a chance Hazelle escaped and is lying in hiding somewhere waiting for safety. If she shows up while we're gone, then someone needs to be here to make sure she's alright."

Poppy sighed. "Alright. Ya both make good points. But...be careful both of ya. An' don't let Hattie outta yer sight!"

"Oh trust us, My dear "

"We don't pecking plan too! But first.." dangerous yellow eyes glared at the shadow figures before purple claws wrapped around one. "Let's take care of these." With a sickening crunch, the shadow was no more.

It was a matter of waiting for Hattie to return with one of her shiny sparkly magic hour glasses and corralling all the kids safely into the shack with Poppy. Just on the safe side, Snatcher also ordered one of his minions to spread the word that absolutely NO ONE was to go near the mansion until he said so! He wouldn't have anymore minions frozen! With Hattie safely nestled in Snatcher's arms, the purple spook made sure to again yell at everyone else to stay put where it was safe before the two left with Moonjumper. The fly over felt like an eternity of tense silence as the three headed up towards the building that loomed  closer and closer before they all stood in front of the place. The outside tall four story building was crawling with vines growing up it's sides and many cracks grew in the stone structure from being abandoned for so long and neglected. Windows were broken, dirtied, or just plain missing altogether. The giant wooden doors barely looked like they were hanging onto the hinges as the thick wood rotted away. Definitely a place that you didn't want to be caught in as it crumbled into nothing but dust. Moonjumper shivered as nothing but unpleasant memories surged through his mind and Snatcher growled baring his fangs. Hattie looked around nervously and clutched the hourglass tighter to herself.

"Right then," Snatcher said eventually breaking the silence before turning to Moonjumper. "Normally I wouldn't trust YOU off all people with anything but this is a special case." He blinked as Hattie was placed in his arms. "Here's the plan. I distract the ice hag. Your job is to get in, grab the witch, and then get out! Do. NOT. Wait for me! I'm and out! That's what you're here to do!" He then growled again leaning forward as Moonjumper looked nervous. "If ANYTHING happens to my kid, I'll string you up by your own chains, MOONBOY. And whatever you do, absolutely positively do NOT let anything happen to that stupid time piece! The last thing we need is Vanessa getting her grubbby hands on it!"

"How are we going to sneak in then?", Hattie asked looking around the high walls.

"Timmy said they jumped out an open window at the fair left of the mansion." Moonjumper floated away from under Snatcher before Looking towards the far right of the building. "We can go through there quietly and go directly where he was when it happened."

"Then that's settled." Snatcher started forward floating towards the doors. "Don't waste any time MOONBOY." 

The door didn't even move an inch as Snatcher phased through it leaving the two.whelp. looks like it was up to them now. Moonjumper slowly floated up and over to the fair right of the mansion and around the corner with Hattie in his arms. Sure enough on the side of the mansion there was a gaping window frame wide open. Peeking into the house he saw it lead into a hallway. After a moment of silence he deduced that it was clear and dared to float into the mansion. The entire area was quiet and cold and it sent a shiver down Hattie's spine as they both looked around. The Library. Timmy said they were near the library when it happened and as luck would have the library was just up ahead. The closer they got Hattie noticed something on the floor up ahead. She wriggled until Moonjumper let go and he watched as she bounded up the hallway and stopped in front of an open pair of doors before picking up something and held it up to him.

HAZELLE'S HAT!!

The pink and white witch hat was unmistakable! That meant she couldn't be too far from here. This must've been where it happened! That's when Hattie turned to the doors and GASPED. Blue eyes went wide and she nearly dropped the time piece. Staring at something in the doorway to the library. He quickly approached coming to the doorway and looking in. What he saw made him freeze. There perfectly frozen and preserved in ice was Hazelle. She was standing with her eyes closed and her arms thrown up in front of her face in some form of protection. 

"Hazelle!" Moonjumper panicked pressing his hands to the ice looking horrified. "My dear sweet hazelnut." Hattie gave him a look. "Oh my darling, what has that monster done to you?"

"She's ok," Hattie piped up in some attempt to console the distraught ghost. "She's just frozen."

"Well let's unfreeze her quickly before anything else happens to her!"

"Ok. But you might wanna stand back."

He didn't have to be told twice considering what happened last time he was around a time piece. Reluctantly he pulled himself away from the witch and backed up a safe distance from Hattie. Hattie nodded with understanding and looked down to the precious objects only she could semi-work. Good thing she had LOTS of practice already reversing things from all those time rifts she had to fix. Holding the small time piece up Moonjumper watched fascinated as it flew up in the air and slowly started to spin.....Which got faster....And faster.....AND FASTER!! Until it looked like a mini blue glowing tornado as it spun so fast, the blue light and energy waving off it got stronger and stronger until Hattie slammed her eyes shut and looked away when a giant BOOM!! Was sent off! A giant energy wave of light and energy game from the time piece, enough for her to stumble and fall onto her back on the floor. Her hat falling over her face. The giant flash also blinding her. Sending more chills down her spine. Moonjumper threw an arm over his face and closed his eyes from the light. As soon as it came it left, and she groaned and Moonjumper blinked. After a few seconds, leaning back up again. Pushing her hat back and using her other hand to reach up and rub her eyes. Moonjumper didn't fair much better. Glass and sparkling blue sand caught their reflections in their sparkles, energy gathering up and then-.....White. The energy was so bright he had to turn his head away to avoid it, the energy wave knocking him back to the floor and everything going black. Eventually Moonjumper groaned and pushed himself off a wall that he was thrown against as Hattie sat back up and pushed her hat off her eyes blinking. Pushing herself off the floor she immediately picked back up the time piece. But she froze wide eyed at what she saw.

"Moonjumper! Look!" She pointed at the limp form of Hazelle laying on the ground and that immediately caught his attention. 

"Hazelle!" The ghost was floating over her instantly. "H-Hazelle?" A hand grabbed her shoulder and turned her gently onto her back and another hand patted his cheek. "Come on now. W-Wake up. Please."

For a long moment nothing happened and he felt a pang in his guts. His head hung but froze seeing her chest rising and falling. She...SHE WAS BREATHING! His head snapped back to her face. Until eventually her eyelids moved a little bit and they opened. Soft lashes fluttered as beautiful copper eyes peered out dazed into the world. The first thing she saw being his face..and her brows furrowed confused but not afraid.

"Moonjumper? What are you doing here?"

Moonjumper smiled in relief. "Rescuing you of course." Just as he said that a monstrous shriek not from any human made both look up and Hattie jump high. "I think it's time to go!"

Hattie quickly took off her hat and just chuckled the time piece into it as Moonjumper quickly scooped up Hazelle bridal style but not before the witch grabbed her hat. Hattie plopped the top hat back onto her head and turned but paused at the sight of the Open room across from them FILLED with gold! However she didn't have time to think about it when a ghostly hand plucked her off the ground by the cape. Both girls hung on tight as Moonjumper shot out the open window and into the forest below 

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"HAZELLE!!"

The brunette hugged the boy close to her in a tight hug. Moonjumper had safely gotten them both back out of the mansion and back to the Snatcher Shack where they were both welcomed by Poppy and the children. Snatcher wasn't too far behind them and appeared just a minute or two after Moonjumper had.

"Thank goodness you're safe," Poppy said sighing in relief. "And thank goodness no more of those shadow varmints chased after ya."

"Shadow varmints?"

"Yeah! Somehow Vanessa conjured up shadow copies o' Hattie an' they chased Timmy all the way back here before Moonjumper stopped 'em."

Hazelle hummed before plopping her witch hat back on her head. "Interesting. She wasn't able to do that before."

"Somehow she's gotten stronger," Snatcher spoke crossing his arms, "When I was fighting her she felt more powerful than the last time we've met. Still not AS strong as ME mind you, but strong enough to have a new skill."

"How did she get in the mansion anyways?"

"There was a secret tunnel leading there from the summer house. It must've been built in there in case of emergencies and everyone forgot about it until she pecking found it again by accident! Luckily she's contained to the mansion but her stupid minions aren't." He growled. "Who knows when she'll send them out again?!"

"Then how'd she get so strong?"

"Well... Snatcher's and Moonjumper's strength comes from the amount of souls they have under their command," Hazelle explained with a thinking face and hum, "But that can't apply to Vanessa because she has no one under her and anyone frozen was released. Usually a spirit's strength is based on their strong connections to material things and their emotions tied to the area." She looked back to Snatcher. "Is the mansion important to Vanessa in anyway?"

Snatcher thought for a moment before he looked back to her. "Maybe. That's where her mother's grave is. She was buried in the courtyard after the accident."

"Then there might be emotional ties to the area for her. The increase in emotions might've unlocked some new abilities for her."

"Uh. Am I the only one who saw all the gold crowns though?", Timmy asked from Hazelle's arms.

"I saw them too!" Hattie threw a hand up. "There was a whole room full of them!"

"Oh yeah. I forgot about those." Snatcher deadpanned. "I've lived with her long enough to tell you this. She's a greedy narcissist. She's got way too many golden crowns. She has one for every day of the week! No! Every day of the year!"

"She has one hundred," Moonjumper bluntly corrected with a scowl from Snatcher and sighed. "But yes. Vanessa had an obsession with gold and jewelry especially crowns. When she wasn't bothering us then she was obsessing over her appearance. She was very attached to them."

"Vanessa attacked us after I found those bloody things! It must've triggered her inta attacking or something!"

"Then we can use them as bait." Everyone looked at Hazelle as she looked off in thought and hummed with a smile on her face before looking back at Snatcher. "Snatcher, did you happen to see the tunnel she came out of while in there?"

"Yes...Why?"

"Well what if we use her obsession against her?" She held a hand up. "If we can use the crowns to get her back into the tunnel then we can trick her back into the summer house. Once she's in there we can safely contain her again away from the manor. We can use some of those exploding apples Poppy grows to collapse the tunnel after. That way she can't ever leave again!"

Snatcher lit up in a manic grin. "That's the smartest thing you've ever said! Let's get to it and put that ice hag back where she belongs!"

"Then we've got some planning to do."

[abloomntime]

That Bloomin' Curse Ch3 Rescuing And Planning

(Warnings: Mentioning of death and past abusive relationships and murder.)

The scratches of the vines and dead underbrush whiplashed his face and body as Timmy was half dragged half carried away from the mansion by Shapeshifter clenching his clothes in some invisible mouth of his.

"HAZELLE!! HAZELLE!! STOP!! TURN AROUND!! WE HAVE TO HELP, HAZELLE!!" 

"DaNgEr aPProAChessssS froM BEhind," Shifter's voice hissed warbled as he still ran on all fours towards somewhere.

Being a being like a ragdoll Shapeshifter was able to safely land from two stories above and took off as soon as he landed on the ground making haste away from the mansion and Hazelle despite Timmy's protests.

"What?!"

"LoOk BEHiND uS."

Timmy did look behind them and wished he hadn't because right behind them was three darkened figures around his height running quickly and catching up to them with red eyes glowing brightly. The sight had Timmy screaming. His scream echoed out throughout the forest catching the attention of many. A ghost with red glitching eyes snapped his head up towards the sky immediately. Meanwhile ahead of them three little girls and a red headed woman snapped around towards the direction of the mansion hearing a scream echoing out. Poppy jumped nearly dropping the shovel in her hands and Bow did end up dropping a hammer she had been holding as it fell to the floor with a clatter. 

"What in tarnation was THAT?!"

"That sounded like Timmy!," Hattie piped up bounding to the front of the house along with the other two girls to peer out. 

"LOOK THERE!!" Muriel pointed up the front of the forest as crashing noises started ringing out. 

In the distance approaching fast was the form of Shapeshifter running towards them dragging a screaming boy with shadow figures right behind them both. 

"IT'S TIMMY!!"

"What the bloody peck are those things behind 'em?!"

Poppy didn't answer for a moment before with a determined face, she suddenly lifted the shovel up in both hands and charged at them despite the girls' protesting and screaming. Shapeshifter and Timmy ran past her form as she ran forward. Rearing her arms back, she ran towards the first shadow figure and swung like a baseball bat. A loud metal DING rang out as the hard end of the shovel collided with it and sent sailing through the air and into the trees with a crashing sound. Poppy swiftly turned on her heel and lifted the shovel over her head only to swing it directly down and hitting the second shadow figure on its head before swinging the same way she did the first time and again launching the dazed shadow figure into the woods also. By now Shifter had made it to the shelter of the Snatcher Shack and all five of them watched as Poppy fended the shadow fiends off from them by jumping over the third figure who dove at her before swinging again and batting the first shadow figure again when it attempted to jump on her. Again a metal DING sounded off as it made contact with the shovel.

"YA STUPID LIL SHADOW SNEAKS!! GO BACK TA THE GRAVE WHERE YA BELONG!!," Poppy raged as she swung again at the second one who tried to grab her leg but instead received a shovel to the face and was sent tumbling head over heels across the dirt. "TAKE THAT!!"

"POPPY LOOK OUT!!"

She snapped her head up and blue eyes shrank as the first shadow figure had managed to sneak up on her and lunged. It's hands reaching out to touch her face. Instinctively she snapped her eyes shut...But no contact was made? Slowly Poppy opened her eyes and blinked at the sight of the shadow varmint being dangled and struggling in mid air by glowing red threads. Hey..Those looked familiar. She yelped and ducked as more threads shot out past her at the speed of lightning and made quick work of wrapping themselves around the other two figures who suffered the same fate they did.

"Is everyone alright?!" 

Hey. She also knew that echo-y voice. Her head snapped up and met the glowing red eyes of a very familiar Spector.

"Moonjumper! Where did you get here?!"

"I heard Timmy screaming and naturally I came to investigate. It's a good thing I did." The glitching chain rattling ghost floated there hovering as a ton of red strings flew from his hands. His fists clenched and pulled back and all three shadows were held up in the air safely away from them all. His brow rose at the nearest one. "Otherwise these things might've gotten their hands on you all." His head swiveled back to the terrified children. "Is everyone alright?"

"We're ok-"

"HAZELLE'S NOT!!," Timmy shouted interrupting her and throwing his hands up to point back to the mansion with a terrified expression. "WE NEED TO GO HELP HER NOW!!"

"Timmy my boy. What hap-"

"WHAT THE PECK IS GOING ON HERE!?"

EVERYONE fell silent (especially Moonjumper) as another ghostly presence arrived. Snatcher. The giant ghost only silently looked at everyone and the scene before him. No one spoke and no one moved as Snatcher stood there oddly silent before floating towards Moonjumper. The other ghost gulped and slightly leaned back as his more powerful counterpart stood before him but he paid Moonjumper no mind. Instead his yellow eyes scanned over the struggling shadow figures wrapped up... before snapping around inhumanly fast to Hattie with a deep scowl.

"What. Did. You. DO?!"

"Huh?,'' the brunette tilted her head obviously confused.

"Don't play games with me!," Snatcher yelled angrily. "First I find that ice hag missing from her ice cage and then these stupid shadows show up looking like you!!" He shot a claw out to the figures who strangely enough did look like her. "WHAT DID YOU DO THIS TIME?!"

"I didn't do anything!," Hattie shot back with a frown. "I've been here all day!"

"Likely story! You better tell me what you did right now before I get angrier-"

"Vanessa's GONE?!," Moonjumper squawked out in terror.

"I JUST PECKING SAID SHE WAS, MOONSHINE!! WHEN I WENT TO CHECK IT OUT I DIDN'T FIND HER ANYWHERE IN SIGHT-"

"THAT'S BECAUSE VANESSA'S IN THE BLOODY MANSION!!" Everyone fell silent and turned to Timmy as he screamed out and waved his arms about to gain everyone's attention.

"W H A T?!"

"I don't know how she got out but that bloody woman's in the mansion!" Timmy again pointed to the direction of the mansion with a panicked face. "She attacked us a-and she's got Hazelle! W-W-We have to go help her NOW!!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy there, Boy." Poppy dropped the shovel to the side and kneeled down to gently grab the Obviously panicked boy by the shoulder. "Tell us what happened."

"I just told you what happened!", he insisted giving a frustrated frown, "We were jus' looking at the library and the she attacked out of nowhere! Shifter made me jump out a window and then next thing I know those bloody shadows were chasing us!" He pointed back to the figures in Moonjumpers hold. "But Hazelle's still back there! We gotta go help her! Please!"

'This... doesn't make any sense," Moonjumper mumbled. "How could Vanessa have escaped the summer house?"

"I know how." Snatcher hissed. "There was a hole in the wall. Some kind of old secret passage. That pecking thing must've been connected straight to the mansion!"

"Why hasn't she froze over the entire forest then?"

"It's MY territory!! And I'm still MORE POWERFUL THAN HER!! She wouldn't have enough power to do that!!"

"Then shouldn't she be wondering around the forest instead of hanging around the mansion?"

"Vanessa's Curse restricts her to where she once lived." Snatcher rose a brow back to the mansion looming in the distance. "That must apply to her old mansion too."

"I think you're both forgetting something!," Moonjumper interrupted the both of them now looking raged which was a rare emotion to see on him. "My dear Hazelle's still back there! We've got to do something! We can't just leave her!"

"YEAH!," Timmy shouted in agreement.

"Let's not go jumping the gun yet!," Poppy immediately stood up holding up her hands. "We gotta think this through first. Vanessa's dangerous. So we're gonna need some kind of plan. We can't jus' go chargin' in there blind." She then looked at both ghosts. "Ya both knew her best. Any ideas?"

Snatcher huffed turning his head away from her to stare back into the house Poppy was attempting to fix. A fire crackling in the old fire place. A clock ticking away on the wall. The night dark and bleak as a story unfolded. Being told through one's mind whom was wrong oh so long ago now.

"Her and I...We have a score to settle. You've think I've forgotten what she's done to me?"

A memory's sound turned up clear as day. Still ringing in the echoes of his former mind as he recalled it well. Still remembering the footsteps of his own mortal legs walking through the cold and mostly deserted halls until he found HER. The one who destroyed any and all happiness and even life itself.

"All on that cursed day! Look it's complicated but she didn't have to treat me that way. I was her prince and she was-....She was my princess. Everything was going so well...Or so I thought."

Flowers were thrown in the garbage by cold hands. Ignoring the struggling and screaming of a man who had been betrayed, heartbroken. Never seeing the true monster underneath until everything enveloped in blackened ice.

"Never left the house. Lonely and cold like the winters of Subcon. Paranoid and anxious, turned her back on others. I never understood."

The man never did. Until it all came together for him over years and years of the echoed memories replaying. She never cared for the emotions of the man. Only the fake role she desired him to become.

"It wasn't long before she turned against her people. On that day when I returned to Subcon, she broke down. What was supposed to be a joyous day had turned into a nightmare! Villagers ran and hid as her anger spread throughout the forest. She had gone completely and utterly crazy!"

Guilt. Ice grazing over everyone causing a massacre upon both empires. He never stopped her. Living among the many dead that was the collateral of his blindness to the real situation. He will never forgive himself for that.

"They say you shouldn't poke the sleeping bear, but honestly Kiddo-...These noodly arms of mine feel like poking. We're gonna poke her! Wake her up! Steal her riches! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Four new faces, reliable faces, smiled menacingly. Eager to help. Eager to get him revenge. Avenge him. He would always take back what she took from him.

"And I know just the thing to do to set her off. So are you ready? Let's go pay Vanessa a little visit."

"NOT until we think of a plan!," Poppy sternly said pointing a hand to the ground. "If we go in there she'll just freeze us ta death! That's probably what happened ta Hazelle!"

"I can't unfreeze her victims! If I could I would've gotten Rough Patch back a long time ago! I can only protect others FROM being frozen by her."

"Well...Why don't you unfreeze Hazelle the same way you unfroze Poppy?," Moonjumper lit up at the idea. "Yes." His head turned back to Hattie whom blinked. "We can have Hattie dear use one of her time pieces to reverse the effects of Vanessa's spell!"

"I don't like putting my kid in physical danger...At least more than what she could handle."

"But Hattie's the only one who can really use them if you don't remember. One of us could distract Vanessa while she frees Hazelle."

"HA! Not a bad plan Moonshine. You up for a little home wrecking, Kid?" Snatcher turned to Hattie who puffed her chest out and nodded. "Good. Then go get one of those stupid hourglasses and get back here pronto!"

"Then it's settled then. We're leavin'-"

"NOT YOU!" Snatcher snapped back around to face Poppy. "Or you! Or you!" He then pointed at Muriel and Bow. "You three are staying here out of harm's way! I'm not risking anyone else if I can help it!"

"You too, Timmy." Timmy blinked up at Moonjumper who pointed at the girls. "You stay here with Poppy where I know you'll be safe." The boy looked like he wanted to argue. "Snatcher and I are immune to Vanessa's magic. You all probably are not. Just in case, you all are staying here where it's safe."

"And you're staying here in case they need protection." Snatcher looked at Poppy with an expression. "I can't risk losing you again. Or anyone else."

"Or in case Hazelle comes back," Moonjumper pointed out. "There might be a chance Hazelle escaped and is lying in hiding somewhere waiting for safety. If she shows up while we're gone, then someone needs to be here to make sure she's alright."

Poppy sighed. "Alright. Ya both make good points. But...be careful both of ya. An' don't let Hattie outta yer sight!"

"Oh trust us, My dear "

"We don't pecking plan too! But first.." dangerous yellow eyes glared at the shadow figures before purple claws wrapped around one. "Let's take care of these." With a sickening crunch, the shadow was no more.

It was a matter of waiting for Hattie to return with one of her shiny sparkly magic hour glasses and corralling all the kids safely into the shack with Poppy. Just on the safe side, Snatcher also ordered one of his minions to spread the word that absolutely NO ONE was to go near the mansion until he said so! He wouldn't have anymore minions frozen! With Hattie safely nestled in Snatcher's arms, the purple spook made sure to again yell at everyone else to stay put where it was safe before the two left with Moonjumper. The fly over felt like an eternity of tense silence as the three headed up towards the building that loomed  closer and closer before they all stood in front of the place. The outside tall four story building was crawling with vines growing up it's sides and many cracks grew in the stone structure from being abandoned for so long and neglected. Windows were broken, dirtied, or just plain missing altogether. The giant wooden doors barely looked like they were hanging onto the hinges as the thick wood rotted away. Definitely a place that you didn't want to be caught in as it crumbled into nothing but dust. Moonjumper shivered as nothing but unpleasant memories surged through his mind and Snatcher growled baring his fangs. Hattie looked around nervously and clutched the hourglass tighter to herself.

"Right then," Snatcher said eventually breaking the silence before turning to Moonjumper. "Normally I wouldn't trust YOU off all people with anything but this is a special case." He blinked as Hattie was placed in his arms. "Here's the plan. I distract the ice hag. Your job is to get in, grab the witch, and then get out! Do. NOT. Wait for me! I'm and out! That's what you're here to do!" He then growled again leaning forward as Moonjumper looked nervous. "If ANYTHING happens to my kid, I'll string you up by your own chains, MOONBOY. And whatever you do, absolutely positively do NOT let anything happen to that stupid time piece! The last thing we need is Vanessa getting her grubbby hands on it!"

"How are we going to sneak in then?", Hattie asked looking around the high walls.

"Timmy said they jumped out an open window at the fair left of the mansion." Moonjumper floated away from under Snatcher before Looking towards the far right of the building. "We can go through there quietly and go directly where he was when it happened."

"Then that's settled." Snatcher started forward floating towards the doors. "Don't waste any time MOONBOY." 

The door didn't even move an inch as Snatcher phased through it leaving the two.whelp. looks like it was up to them now. Moonjumper slowly floated up and over to the fair right of the mansion and around the corner with Hattie in his arms. Sure enough on the side of the mansion there was a gaping window frame wide open. Peeking into the house he saw it lead into a hallway. After a moment of silence he deduced that it was clear and dared to float into the mansion. The entire area was quiet and cold and it sent a shiver down Hattie's spine as they both looked around. The Library. Timmy said they were near the library when it happened and as luck would have the library was just up ahead. The closer they got Hattie noticed something on the floor up ahead. She wriggled until Moonjumper let go and he watched as she bounded up the hallway and stopped in front of an open pair of doors before picking up something and held it up to him.

HAZELLE'S HAT!!

The pink and white witch hat was unmistakable! That meant she couldn't be too far from here. This must've been where it happened! That's when Hattie turned to the doors and GASPED. Blue eyes went wide and she nearly dropped the time piece. Staring at something in the doorway to the library. He quickly approached coming to the doorway and looking in. What he saw made him freeze. There perfectly frozen and preserved in ice was Hazelle. She was standing with her eyes closed and her arms thrown up in front of her face in some form of protection. 

"Hazelle!" Moonjumper panicked pressing his hands to the ice looking horrified. "My dear sweet hazelnut." Hattie gave him a look. "Oh my darling, what has that monster done to you?"

"She's ok," Hattie piped up in some attempt to console the distraught ghost. "She's just frozen."

"Well let's unfreeze her quickly before anything else happens to her!"

"Ok. But you might wanna stand back."

He didn't have to be told twice considering what happened last time he was around a time piece. Reluctantly he pulled himself away from the witch and backed up a safe distance from Hattie. Hattie nodded with understanding and looked down to the precious objects only she could semi-work. Good thing she had LOTS of practice already reversing things from all those time rifts she had to fix. Holding the small time piece up Moonjumper watched fascinated as it flew up in the air and slowly started to spin.....Which got faster....And faster.....AND FASTER!! Until it looked like a mini blue glowing tornado as it spun so fast, the blue light and energy waving off it got stronger and stronger until Hattie slammed her eyes shut and looked away when a giant BOOM!! Was sent off! A giant energy wave of light and energy game from the time piece, enough for her to stumble and fall onto her back on the floor. Her hat falling over her face. The giant flash also blinding her. Sending more chills down her spine. Moonjumper threw an arm over his face and closed his eyes from the light. As soon as it came it left, and she groaned and Moonjumper blinked. After a few seconds, leaning back up again. Pushing her hat back and using her other hand to reach up and rub her eyes. Moonjumper didn't fair much better. Glass and sparkling blue sand caught their reflections in their sparkles, energy gathering up and then-.....White. The energy was so bright he had to turn his head away to avoid it, the energy wave knocking him back to the floor and everything going black. Eventually Moonjumper groaned and pushed himself off a wall that he was thrown against as Hattie sat back up and pushed her hat off her eyes blinking. Pushing herself off the floor she immediately picked back up the time piece. But she froze wide eyed at what she saw.

"Moonjumper! Look!" She pointed at the limp form of Hazelle laying on the ground and that immediately caught his attention. 

"Hazelle!" The ghost was floating over her instantly. "H-Hazelle?" A hand grabbed her shoulder and turned her gently onto her back and another hand patted his cheek. "Come on now. W-Wake up. Please."

For a long moment nothing happened and he felt a pang in his guts. His head hung but froze seeing her chest rising and falling. She...SHE WAS BREATHING! His head snapped back to her face. Until eventually her eyelids moved a little bit and they opened. Soft lashes fluttered as beautiful copper eyes peered out dazed into the world. The first thing she saw being his face..and her brows furrowed confused but not afraid.

"Moonjumper? What are you doing here?"

Moonjumper smiled in relief. "Rescuing you of course." Just as he said that a monstrous shriek not from any human made both look up and Hattie jump high. "I think it's time to go!"

Hattie quickly took off her hat and just chuckled the time piece into it as Moonjumper quickly scooped up Hazelle bridal style but not before the witch grabbed her hat. Hattie plopped the top hat back onto her head and turned but paused at the sight of the Open room across from them FILLED with gold! However she didn't have time to think about it when a ghostly hand plucked her off the ground by the cape. Both girls hung on tight as Moonjumper shot out the open window and into the forest below 

*****************************************"**************************************

"HAZELLE!!"

The brunette hugged the boy close to her in a tight hug. Moonjumper had safely gotten them both back out of the mansion and back to the Snatcher Shack where they were both welcomed by Poppy and the children. Snatcher wasn't too far behind them and appeared just a minute or two after Moonjumper had.

"Thank goodness you're safe," Poppy said sighing in relief. "And thank goodness no more of those shadow varmints chased after ya."

"Shadow varmints?"

"Yeah! Somehow Vanessa conjured up shadow copies o' Hattie an' they chased Timmy all the way back here before Moonjumper stopped 'em."

Hazelle hummed before plopping her witch hat back on her head. "Interesting. She wasn't able to do that before."

"Somehow she's gotten stronger," Snatcher spoke crossing his arms, "When I was fighting her she felt more powerful than the last time we've met. Still not AS strong as ME mind you, but strong enough to have a new skill."

"How did she get in the mansion anyways?"

"There was a secret tunnel leading there from the summer house. It must've been built in there in case of emergencies and everyone forgot about it until she pecking found it again by accident! Luckily she's contained to the mansion but her stupid minions aren't." He growled. "Who knows when she'll send them out again?!"

"Then how'd she get so strong?"

"Well... Snatcher's and Moonjumper's strength comes from the amount of souls they have under their command," Hazelle explained with a thinking face and hum, "But that can't apply to Vanessa because she has no one under her and anyone frozen was released. Usually a spirit's strength is based on their strong connections to material things and their emotions tied to the area." She looked back to Snatcher. "Is the mansion important to Vanessa in anyway?"

Snatcher thought for a moment before he looked back to her. "Maybe. That's where her mother's grave is. She was buried in the courtyard after the accident."

"Then there might be emotional ties to the area for her. The increase in emotions might've unlocked some new abilities for her."

"Uh. Am I the only one who saw all the gold crowns though?", Timmy asked from Hazelle's arms.

"I saw them too!" Hattie threw a hand up. "There was a whole room full of them!"

"Oh yeah. I forgot about those." Snatcher deadpanned. "I've lived with her long enough to tell you this. She's a greedy narcissist. She's got way too many golden crowns. She has one for every day of the week! No! Every day of the year!"

"She has one hundred," Moonjumper bluntly corrected with a scowl from Snatcher and sighed. "But yes. Vanessa had an obsession with gold and jewelry especially crowns. When she wasn't bothering us then she was obsessing over her appearance. She was very attached to them."

"Vanessa attacked us after I found those bloody things! It must've triggered her inta attacking or something!"

"Then we can use them as bait." Everyone looked at Hazelle as she looked off in thought and hummed with a smile on her face before looking back at Snatcher. "Snatcher, did you happen to see the tunnel she came out of while in there?"

"Yes...Why?"

"Well what if we use her obsession against her?" She held a hand up. "If we can use the crowns to get her back into the tunnel then we can trick her back into the summer house. Once she's in there we can safely contain her again away from the manor. We can use some of those exploding apples Poppy grows to collapse the tunnel after. That way she can't ever leave again!"

Snatcher lit up in a manic grin. "That's the smartest thing you've ever said! Let's get to it and put that ice hag back where she belongs!"

"Then we've got some planning to do."

[harvestrose]

what in tarnation-

She wakes up in a field- which isn’t an uncommon thing and and of itself, but the weird thing was the dream she just woke up from- now Mozu had never been a prophet or voice of the gods like Izana, but her dreams were never like whatever in the gods names that was. She finds herself mildly more respectful of Izana, presuming that all his visions go about in a similar manner, because that, in short terms, sucked.

She breathes in, and then upon breathing out is hit by the revelation that other people might be here too, so she jumps to her feet, only to recognize her surroundings.

Gronder Field. Site of the Battle of the Eagle and Lion. She pushes aside her confusion so she can focus on finding the other 23 people the funky emo dream ooze mentioned. She realizes she has her weapons- including the motley of bows she’d come into possession of while in Fodlan- while she searches, but again decides to think about that later, once she locates these other folks.

She’s not having much luck- possibly ‘cause folks are walking about already, and she hums, letting her mind drift to her original confusion.

She then groans before yelling out “What in tarnation is goin’ on ‘round here?!”

[bestworstcase]

very gently i don’t think Bees Kiss is happening in 9.6, for narrative reasons: there’s a lot of fallout to deal with from 9.5 and that episode closes with 1. ruby and weiss in the foreground vs blake and yang receding ahead and 2. shocked reactions to the rusted knight reveal and implicit question of what in tarnation is going on down here, so that’s where the emotional focus is atm. the writers have invested literally years to the slow burn, and this is the central romantic arc of the story; i don’t think it’s going to allow the declaration/kiss to happen as the c-plot of an episode. instead what i think is most likely is that 9.6 will begin the momentum towards the moment, upending the flirtatious equilibrium of the last five episodes in some way, like nudging a ball to start it rolling down a hill. (possibly, a conversation between blake or yang and someone else—in the vein of another “about time” moment, but spoken by one of them about the other rather than by an observer. given the role reversal set up earlier in the volume my money’s on another blake-ruby conversation, and if i had to guess i’d say something along the lines of blake getting ruby to open up about penny by using what she felt when yang fell as the point of connection, because that seems like the most obvious connecting thread between ruby’s emotional crisis + jaune answers + blake/yang momentum building?)

[lol-jackles]

I just think you should know that for a few minutes Goob had the ND fandom fooled, and they were already praising him for bringing Parrot Analytics. But them someone showed his crazy-ass stalking thread about Jared's location at the end of last year and people quickly exited out of his lunacy... Oh, why can't the SPN fandom be the same and see how unhinged Goob truly is?

What in tarnations was Goob doing in the ND fandom? Is he watching the show? Did he convinced them ND would have been #1 is not for the meddling Walker kids? And I thought he hated Parrot Analytics. As for SPN fandom not being as smart as the ND fandom, the latter fandom is still small and intact, so the spread of misinformation relatively easy to contain. The SPN fandom is fractured and further splintered into sub fractures acting as if they have stakes in the stories. After the finale, the losers refused to take the "L" and cling to anything that doesn't make them feel like the Scarlette L.

[lachlann-macnab]

Dance with Spiders || AU

Task #3 (Plot an AU with a partner) and #12 (Plot a thread with two characters who do not know each other where they have to solve a problem).

@missxspider​

Now, LP wasn't a stranger to waking up with no recollection of what in tarnation had transpired the night before, feeling sore all over and/or having a hangover that made him curse a "not again" under his breath and promise to never again drink another drop of alcohol (only to repeat his awful life choices some nights later, but that wasn't the point)-

-waking up in jail, however, was a new thing. 

He'd promised himself he'd never end up in that place and had managed to evade it for a good while -until last night, it seemed; It was ironic, really, that he'd finally end up behind bars not because of the ocassional fight or his jo- no, his former job (he made a mental point of refering to it in the past tense. Not again, not again) but because of being a reckless drunk.

Which, was valid. An anticlimatic reason to end up in jail, but valid.

LP groaned, mouth still tasting of cheap alcohol and regret, as he got up his place on the floor then made his way to the bars proper, placing both hands on them, seeking for stability and to test how much strength he still had in him (which wasn't much). The surroundings were unfamiliar, the sunlight bothered him to no end, the floor was still shaking slightly under his feet and the only clue he had about his currents whereabouts was a sign in one of the walls.

"Phantompass" he read out-loud, hoping the name would help him remember how he ended in that town in the first place, but having no luck with that, nor anyone to ask questions to since the quaint little jail in what he supposed was the Sheriff's Office was empty except for him.

"What the hell happened last night?" he mumbled, moving a hand to search for his gun and-

-not finding it. Of course. Of. fucking. course. He was in jail, after all.

(He felt naked without it, though)

"What kind of pickle did you manage to drag yourself into now, LP?" he added, voice still barely a whisper before his attention jumped to the four figures that came through the door: two men and two women in a heated discussion about...something.

"-I mean, Sheriff Reed 's pretty sure of it" said a man, middle-aged, short and thin.

"Myup, we finally have the sonuvabitch" said the second man, who had more of an athletic built and cleaner clothes "the Lord above heard our prayers and we won't have to worry about this man's blasfemous actions anymore"

The women didn't seem all that thrilled, however.

"I'll believe it when I see it" said the older woman, with hair kind of a mess and black circles under her eyes "I think it's awful convenient, you know?"

"Mornin' ladies, gentlemen" LP finally said "I believe there's been a-"

But he stopped when he saw the other woman. He didn't know her per-se, he couldn't remember if he knew her hours ago (darned alcohol), but there was something about her that just seemed right (but also wrong) -and he wanted to ask about it, he really did, but thanks to all the cheap beer he'd had the some hours before his priorities were all amiss and what finally came out his mouth was:

"Legs"

Hey, he was a cowboy, not a poet.

[splendidshinobi]

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST 2003 LIVE REACT: EPISODES 6-10

back at it again with the white vans

episode 6: the alchemy exam

alrighty then

um mustang calling edward “ed” is EXTREMELY offputting

ohhhhhhh noooooo not shou tucker

FUCK

im wholly unprepared

them all being in central instead of east is low key jarring like my brain isnt computing it

alexander’s intro is basically the same 

nina bbyyyyy girl u deserved so much better

ed is such a fucking nerd...chemistry club modern au confirmed

god the more tucker talks the more i wanna beat his face in

al pretending to eat by tossing a potato in his armor i-

aww theyre playing in the snow theyre so pure

wonder how long thatll last

“bigger brother” and “little big brother” and ed doesnt even get mad

ed’s birthday party????????

A MELON? ED YOURE SO RUDE

so 03 had ed’s bday instead of elicia’s...CAUSE THEY GOT ELICIA IN THE WOMB

“it’s here!” “the tea?” “the baby!” hughes is a fuck head

ok so now they’re having elicia replace rush valley baby arc

this was winry’s time to shine in fmab i miss her 

if winry isnt here who is gonna birth this baby

oh my god they just realized ed can use alchemy without a circle

no wonder he’s been using circles this whole time

SO ELICIA JUST POPPED OUT????? WHAT

STUFF ALEXANDER IN THE ARMOR AND PRETEND YOURE A TALKING DOG???

“i dont think thats very funny” NO ALPHONSE IT IS NOT

THEY KNEW EXACTLY WHAT THEY WERE DOING WITH THAT ONE I SWEAR TO GOD IN THIS ESSAY I WILL

damn bradley what up homie

im so thrown off by the way theyre doing the exam omg

seriously what the hell is fuhrer bradley’s purpose right now is he even the fuhrer in this i feel like they wouldve mentioned it

oh lord ed is about to impress everyone with his clappy hands

ok so next episode is nina FUCK

episode 7: night of the chimera’s cry

havoc babeeee

im gonna marry him my himbo king

also can RIZA DO SOMETHING PLZ

“huhhhhhhhh nina” ew tucker that was weirdly gross

wonder why

cant do it cant do it

do we think jean kirstein was modeled after jean havoc slightly looks wise

was that purposeful 

ill have to google 

serial killer who only targets women?  it cant be scar...scar drinks respect women juice

barry or slicer bros maybe? um ok

why did we start with liore if they were just gonna hop right back into the past for a huge chunk of episodes idk

assessment day??? oh noodles

AL WHY DID YOU TELL TUCKER TO MAKE ANOTHER TALKING CHIMERA ALPHONSE NO

THE NOISE I EMITTED IM GONNA TAKE A LAP

im gonna FUCKING SCREAM

ed r u writing to winry??? that’s a bit out of character for u good sir

no tucker put that baby down

im gonna fucking SCREAM

aww he burned nina’s picture thats not sus at all

SHESKA!!!!!

wait does the ironblood alchemist know what tucker did to his wife? thats kinda the vibe im getting

SCARRRRRRRR

looking like a pirate too damn

his voice sounds different is that j michael tatum 

apparently not it was dameon clarke in 03 ya learn something new everyday 

ew elicia has a lot of hair for a FUCKING NEWBORN

ed really is such a cynic very suspicious of everyone as he should be really

basque grand knowS SOMETHING

oh jesus oh fuck oh god please do not TOUCH THAT BABY

ed and al snuck back in to the house well u know what its for the best

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

im gonna cry again please god no

FUCKING DIE SHIT HOLE

she’s hurting? oh my god

my sweet angel

ew his eyes!!!!!!! 

tucker is such a fucking failure...like look at the chimera squad and greed’s theatre troupe being the way they are. ugh it really hits how fucking unfair it is 

ed was really about to split them? boy you know better

where is nina going...im hurting

ed really tried to save her in this one

SCAR KILLS NINA IN THE STREETS???????? SIR

thats different

oh snap 

oh FUCK

SCAR WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER BODY LIKE THAT

THE WAY SHE WAS ARRANGED ON THE WALL THAT WAS FUCKED UP

AND THEY FOUND HER LIKE THAT???? AT LEAST IN BROTHERHOOD THEY DIDNT HVE TO SEE HER CORPSE ARE YOU SHITTING ME?

that was fucked.

episode 8: the philosopher’s stone

can yall get ed and al away from nina’s fucking MURAL 

get out of the car mustang

finally jesus christ

roy mustang talking about healthy coping mechanisms dont make me laugh but alright baby boy go off i guess?

im curious about who this goddamn serial killer is though lets turn to that plot thread

r u kidding me

mustang is making ed and al take over tucker’s research?? thats actually wildly messed up

oh tucker was straight executed that’s a choice i guess

tucker and the philosopher’s stone sounds inaccurate but ok

ed please stop being mean to your brother

03 mustang has got me reaching for a fucking baseball bat on GOD

scar and edward having this conversation right now i literally cannot

WINRY yes bitch

BRADLEY WHAT IN TARNATION

JESUS LORRRRRRDDDDDDDDDDDD

alphonse shut your mouthhhhhhhhhhh

im so confused what is bradley up to

“alchemists are not cold blooded murderers?”

i mean

kimblee would beg to differ for one

whos this creepy lady 

her voice sounds familiar

barry’s food shop?

the killer is barry ok got it

IS BARRY DISGUISED AS A WOMAN

I KNEW THAT WAS JERRY JEWELL’S VOICE

WELL I KNEW IT SOUNDED FAMILIAR AT LEAST

WINRY GET OUT OF THE FUCKING TRUCk

has PINAKO TAUGHT YOU NOTHING

ok so i VASTLY prefer suit of armor original manga canon barry

this is such an odd plot what in fuck

um OW the meat cleaver

im so confused this fucking plotline

oh hey alphonse nice of you to show up!

is barry still gonna become a suit of armor later on

it makes NO SENSE to introduce him otherwise 

everytime i see 03 mustang i wanna beat his ass HONESTLY

literally i will shove my foot up his ass

fullmetal here we go

ed thinks he’s so punk rock 

oh great scar’s seen the watch

episode 9: be thou for the people

ed you simp buying winry all this stuff my edwin heart is ascending

SIMP SIMP SIMP

“mr. elric”?? you mean MAJOR ELRIC

to be fair though fuck the military

YOUSWELL??? oh LORD

im gonna need to read a full chronology of this show

 alphonse continues to be a precious angel 

where’s my boy yoki!!!!!

edward you idiot don’t go flaunting your money

woof woof ed

al looks so offended by ed saying they just met

whereas in brotherhood didnt he totally throw ed under the bus??? 

a choice to be sure

ah there he is hello yoki

who’s the chick

shes a lesbian

yoki makes me miss my baby girl mei chang

mei where r u

WAS THIS MILITARY DUDE REALLY ABOUT TO CUT DOWN A CHILD??? oh my god

hawkeye getting a promotion yes bby girl

jesus theyre transferring them to east now OKKKKKAY thats not how it happened it the book but ill take it....just doing it the opposite way i guess

who is lyra who is she

cute some military bribery 

umm lyra what the fuck did you do

lyra is a homunculus im callin it now

they definitely invented/changed up some homunculi in fact im certain they did and shes one of em. gotta be

i feel like 03 wrote ed as much more insensitive towards others than he really is...just a vibe im getting

i know he was faking for the townspeople’s sake but i still get this vibe from other instances 

i mean i cant say its not “canon” because its 03 canon

anyways what a show off

i cant believe theyre going to east...fuery and breda better be there

ok finally some answers on their ages....ed got his license at 12 like normal and nina and youswell were when he was 12...liore was 15, 

if they didnt flash the ages on the screen id be lost honestly

at least we’re back up to “present day”

episode 10: the phantom thief

ed saying he doesnt wanna see mustang

same

03 mustang is activating my fight or flight and im choosing fight

ed cheating at cards totally checks out

um who the fuck is this woman

what is she wearing

SERIOUSLY WHAT IS THAT CUTOUT MAAM HOW DO YOUR C**CHY LIPS NOT POKE OUT

idk but this is fem!hisoka

“hey shouldnt we talk first” after getting handcuffed??? christ almighty these innuendos

siren??????? siren is probably also a “fake” homunculus

ugh

ok so the nurse is siren

ya aint slick girly

alphonse control your crush

I REFUSE!!!! ALMEI RIGHTS

why is al’s hair so brown in this flashback anywayssss

oh its spelled psiren ope

like she’s literally a batman villain...

oh my god...............the tiddy grab. my son would never

my son is respectful

is this her homunculus tat or just a random alchemy tat

the added plotlines and original content continue to confuse and astound me every single time....

ok but if psiren really was doing this for the hospital she wouldnt be so flashy about it. like thats how you get caught sweet cheeks

girly stop flirting with this child on god im gonna fucking kick you

now shes a nun????????????????

Shes a fucking troll i hate her

im going to kick alphonse into the sun 

oh great now shes a teacher

wow shes a savior. the savior of amestrian venice. greatttttt

ed looking exactly like this emoji on this gondola rn 🧍‍♀️

STOP FLIRTING WITH THE CHILD 

GOD THIS IS SO BATMAN VILLAIN ESQUE

alphonse plzzzzzzzzzz she aint your girl

ok so probably not the last we see of this ding dong con artist

ok so its starting to get muddy. im scared the 03 stans are gonna come after me like i do like it and im having fun watching it but some of the plot and characterization choices are just....odd??? idk i gotta keep going though!! im sorry i just stan arakawa and her work in all her glory!!!

[stagekiller]

@theprinceof-gothamcity​ ; They just finished fighting against each other, Bruce almost removed his face punch after punch, even took a piece of mirror in which he almost stabs Jerome, and yet, the moment the two of them were outside, Bruce ran towards Jerome and slowly wrapped his arms around him.

 HE LACKED THE WORDS to describe this kind of pain. Through his years, the aspiring showman has only garnered very specific knowledge of the human anatomy; and none of it would help him explain why the face hurts so much in particular. Punches to the stomach, the diaphragm, hell, even the crotch, he can handle. But that unique sensation of having your own skin ripped off... Jerome is sure that if he wasn’t more nuts than a squirrel’s den on Christmas, he would have passed out at the mere notion.

  And yet, here he goes, face dangling from a single thread of skin & sensitive, raw flesh exposed. Even the subtle breeze, carrying the carnival’s explosive popcorn & sweat reek, feels like a myriad pricks on his vulnerable complexion. And so, when his adversary approaches, the jester barely manages to swing the glass shard in his hand and stumbles whilst doing so. A snicker escapes him when he loses his footing, anticipating to land face first on the ground. And yet...

  “ What in tarnation— ” Warm hands unnerve him with their hold. Some soft noise resonates from his chest, conveying his puzzlement. But, with nothing else to hold onto, Jerome’s weak attempt to pull away results with him dropping butt first on a wet carnival floor. Ah, crap.

  Maybe he had underestimated the power of a hug. The Power of Hugs.... That’s funny. And so he lies on rough cement & coughs up blood in his mirth.

[gluttons]

OTHER ANON IS RIGHT THO, u have such a gift for words! It's masterful!

thanks but like ,,,   rose. exe has crashed  ,,,,    like w-what in the actual flip - floppity ,  h - e  double hockey sticks tarnation is this  ,   like :  no u , ok !!!!     >:0    i have to confess i always peek at ur blog bc i missed writing w u n like. seeing ur perf graphics / meta  +  ur dedication to issac just makes me weak bc of how beautiful n well thought out everything is !!  and i lowkey miss writing my old muses bc i remember our threads n plots n ur perf ! writing !    im just eternally soft for u bye （っ・∀・）っ

[galaxxydad]

2017, in memes—scroll and stroll down memory lane

January

-Gordon Ramsey cannot locate the lamb sauce

-taking a stupid screenshot and captioning it something serious

-Hollyweed

-salt bae (aka the chef sprinkling salt to be as extra as possible)

-google image results being something totally different from what's being searched

-take a fucking sip, babes

-CASHME OUSSIDE HOWBOW DAT

-Italian memes

February

-guy pointing to his head (i.e. You can't do _______ if ________)

-white guy blinking

-who, whom, whomst

-what in tarnation

-animal poems (my naem is cat, etc.)

-photos of increasingly enlightened brains paired with increasingly stupider captions

-dad: why is the FBI here?

-no fear...one fear

March

-student athlete

-the hell challenge

-Meryl Streep yelling at the oscars

-#notmyrodrick

April

-Pepsi memes

-United Airlines beating up its passengers

-welcome to your tape

-what the fuck is up Kyle

-"I made a playlist for my crush"

-If you haven't noticed, im weird. I'm a weirdo. I don't fit in, I don't want to fit in. Have you ever seen me without this stupid hat on? That's weird.

-girl with septum piercing:

-I think we ALL sing we ALL sing (Victoria Justice being petty towards Ariana)

May

-hide your girlfriend, I'm going out for the day

-sPonGE BoB mOcKInG yOU scReENsHoT

-can I get an uhhhhhhhhhhhh

-fidget spinners

-<x person> died and was replaced with a look alike: conspiracy theory thread

-respecting women

-cracking open a cold one with the boys

-millennials are poor because of avocado toast

-covfefe

June

-one thicc bih song

-the floor is lava

-the babadook is a gay icon

-fireflies by owl city

-snap chat map

-the correct way to talk to short people

July

-stopped to clean (x persons) star. Nothing but respect for MY president

-the little dancing hotdog from the Snapchat filter

-Thank You For

Doing NOT YOU the

thing meme format

-he protec he atac

-sometimes..... (thing) is.......worse

-pictures of cats with russian captions

-the emoji movie

-the frog in tom hollands mouth

August

-right in front of my salad?

-pages from milk and honey

-he pays for my nails, I pay for his haircuts

-hewwo

-Donald trump staring directly into the eclipse

-stock photo of guy catcalling (disinterested boyfriend?)

-fellas is it gay to _______

-young Sheldon

-mayweather vs. mcgregor

September:

-never judge a book by its cover

-Taylor swift is now edgy™

-you've heard of elf on the shelf, now get ready for...

-pennywise memes

-monkey haircut

October

-Bella Hadid interview

-first of all,

-couples costume ideas

-Wendy Williams fainting

November

-No Nut November

-stranger things memes

-sorting characters into a chart labeled gay, bi, lesbian, and distinguished, functional, and disaster

-my last two brain cells

-I have 8 friends

-vine references revival?

-the girl reading this

December

-net neutrality

-WHY WERENT U AT ELF PRACTICE

-ham is short for Hamantha, etc.

-if you play (x) at exactly (x time) in New Years Eve, (iconic moment) will happen

-swole Kylo ren

-there, in the fifth row, they stand. (X person) themselves.

-forbidden snacks

-zootopia abortion comic

[tortricidae]

Habanero on the Uptake

Ever the vigilant one, Habanero was done with all the games and the photo posing and all the small little things that were beneath him. He’d taken enough photographs to fill a dozen albums and he wanted to get away from it all. He was sick and tired of it, for one. And for two, he was starving.

And if he was starving, then Paprika would likely be as well. Paprika was a lot more indulgent with his habits and Habanero had been the one providing those meals for a long time. Long enough to not bother thinking about the time before that. Since traveling alone and without much interaction was not something that was particularly interesting to the foxes he was beginning to think of as “city folk” even if those lines didn’t necessarily exist in this state anymore.

Though the way that the Hidden Garden was structured was making getting prey so much easier than it normally would have been. Habanero would have had to travel for hours, maybe even days to gather enough to bring back. Scary woods were not the best hunting grounds at is turned out. And when he had found his next target, that hunter’s instinct finally returned to him.

Gone were the societal expectations of smiling for these inane cameras. Gone were the eyes of potential victims on his face. He didn’t need to worry about any of that. He just needed to grab this fox and drag them to the little hideaway that he had found expressly for Paprika to do his feeding. And if Habanero had taken a little bite beforehand, it likely wouldn’t be an issue either. He could always get more.

As he got closer to the boards with holes cut out of them, he readied himself to pounce. It was a lone fox, dark in color, with a stick with a phone on the end of it Habanero didn’t think that the fox would see him as he crept through the bushes, making sure not to rustle too many of the leaves as he did so.

And when he pounced, the fox had dropped the stick and the camera, head stuck in the hole as Habanero stuffed a bundle of rags into their mouth to stop them from calling for help. He pulled the unfortunate fox from the portrait board and held onto them as they tried to slap him away. It was wild how prey could be when they knew that something would happen to them if they did not. And he didn’t exactly have the vampiric charm that Paprika had.

All he had was a bag and as he tried to stuff the fox into it, they exploded into ribbons and smoke and Habanero was left dumbfounded as he tried to keep all the pieces together in his arms. It was all for naught. The ribbons turned to threads and were whisked away by the wind. Habanero scrambled to find the words he needed.

“What in tarnation?”

[meldaciomartyr]

Her fingers threaded through his short hair as she laid behind him at night. Hands caressing down and closing around his chest, pressing her face into his back. He was strong, she could feel the muscles along his spine. She could smell his scent. Home. Safe.

And yet Ida's voice was a whisper, with a shaky tone.

"I am scared, Dave... I am scared they will find us, after what we have done. I am scared they will tear us apart. Our family."

He knew she was awake 'fore Ida fingers ran through his hair. She tossed an' turned and worried the night away, he knew that. An' he wished she could take that worry away from her, but he didn't know how.

He hadn't had to send his children to a strange country on their own, stealin' away in the night an' hoping the powers that be wouldn't find them. Then to run from her home an' lose someone she adored to the sea. There was so much trauma in those few months that it still amazed Dave when Ida laughed and joked and carried on; she had a strength that astounded him.

Turnin' around to face her, he could see the worry in her eyes even in the dim light. Leanin' his forehead against hers and he let out a heavy sigh. This world was changin' and there were more an' more imperials occupyin' Lucis with every day that passed. "Ain't no one gonna tear us apart, Ida."

His hand went lower, over her hip and below her belly button, where there was a new life takin' hold. No one else knew yet, not even the kids, just them and it would stay that way for a while yet. "I gave ya my word when you got here that you an' yer kids would be safe ... an' I mean that more than ever."

His free hand swept her blonde hair off her face and Dave searched Ida's expression for any hint o' what had triggered this anxiety in her; she wasn't someone who could easily show vulnerability. "What in tarnation's gone an' spooked ya so much darlin'?"

@housetummelt