#Weeping Forest

[lutinsart]

Pastas part 5!!

[uncannyoceanz]

weeping forest and ally?😔

Ya want headcanons bout the gals? I’ll give em to ya! Maybe I’ll even draw those love bugs later!

headcanons about Weeping Forest and Ally The SlenderDoll<3

They both are full on lesbians.

They are dating, obviously!

Weeping Forest would do legitimately anything to protect Ally.

They aren’t secretive about their relationship really, and some people know, but nobody really talks about it.

Weeping Forest likes Carrying Ally bridal style and piggy back style

Ally is really light and it makes it easy for Forest to pick her up.

ally gets flustered when Forest picks her up

sometimes Ally will play with Forests hair, and braid it.

sometimes Forest plays with Ally’s hair and she usually will put it in a French braid or just a ponytail.

Ally will get angry and protective if people bother or insult Forest. Making her turn into her Nightmare form.

the two like going on dates in the sunset.

just because they are dating, doesn’t mean they don’t do their jobs. When paired up together for a mission, they absolutely kick ass together

Forest is absolutely In love with Ally’s clothing and always compliments her!

Forest gets a little flustered when Ally kisses her<3

I don’t have that much hcs for these two, but believe me, I love them<3 ill draw them later. Btw, GUESS WHO GOT ISS (in school suspension)!?!!1

[urutina]

Orientaciones Sexsuales Y Edades De Los Creepypastas (Mi Universo)

(PARA LOS HATERS SI NO TE GUSTA NO VEA)

(Advertencia : No Solo Va A Ver Orientaciones Del LGBTQ También Va A Ver Hetero, Yo No Rechazo A Nadie Por Su Orientación, Siempre Y Cuando Seas Una Buena Persona No Me Importa Lo Que Seas Te Voy Aceptar ^^, Nunca Se Sientan Mal Por Sus Gustos Somos Únicos Y Especiales Tal Como Somos, Fuerza A Todos Ustedes Nunca Se Rindan ^//w//^)

(Ahora Sí Disfruten La Información)

(Comencemos)

Slenderman (Edad: ¿?, 39-41 Cuando Era Humano) (Heterosexsual)

Jack Rodriguez/Eyeless Jack (Edad: 60, Aparenta 27 Años) (Hertero Y Asexsual)

Slenderwoman/Annelie Grünewald (Edad: ¿?, 52 Cuando Era Humana) (Heterosexsual)

Dr. Albert/Dr. Smiley (Edad: 49-50) (Heterosexsual)

Dewitt E. Grimm/Dr. Pain (Edad: 37-39) (Asexsual)

Rodrigo Ortiz/Cat Hunter (Edad: 30) (Bisexsual Y Aromático)

Wilson García/The Basher (Edad: 30) (Heterosexsual)

Heather Marshall/Rouge The Proxy (Edad: 29-30) (Heterosexsual)

Liu Woods/Homicidal Liu (Edad: 27) (Heterosexsual)

Jeff Woods/Jeff The Killer (Edad: 26) (Bisexsual Y Aromático)

Taylor (Edad: 26) (Lesbiana Y Aromática)

Lyra Rogers (Edad: 25-26) (Antrosexual)

Tim Wright/Masky (Edad: 25) (Hetero Y Aromático)

Jennifer Rhynes/Weeping Forest (Edad: 25) (Lesbiana)

 Ann Lusen Mia/The Nurse Ann (Edad: 24) (Bisexual Y Autosexual Sexopata)

Jane Arkensaw/Jane the Killer (Edad: 24) (Bisexual Y Autosexual)

Brian Thomas/Hoodie (Edad: 22) (Bisexual Casi Tirando A Sexopata)

Jay Merrick/Skully (Edad: 22) (Bisexual)

Jessica Locke (Edad: 21) (Bisexual)

Carl Ross/Cr (Edad: 20-21) (Heterosexsual)

Jonathan Blake/The Puppeteer (Edad: 20) (Hetero Y Asexsual)

Kate Matheson/The Chaser (Edad: 20) (Heterosexsual)

Tobias Erin Rogers/Ticci Toby (Edad: 19) (Pansexsual)

Esterk Cielo Analína/The Forest Nymph (Edad: 18-19) (Bisexual Y Autosexual)

Natalie Ouellete/Clockwork (Edad 18) (Pansexsual)

Alice Marie Jackson/Zero (Edad: 18) (Bisexual)

Nina Hopkins/Nina The killer (Edad: 17-18) (Bisexual Y Sexopata)

Mark Petterson/Skroll (En Mi Universo The Shark) (Edad: 17) (Heterosexsual)

Cody Rogers/X-Virus (Edad: 17) (Bisexual Y Autosexual)

Lulu (Edad: 16) (Heterosexsual)

Helen Otis/Bloody Painter (Edad: 15-16) (Heterosexsual)

Dina Angela Clark/Judge Angel (Edad: 15-16) (Heterosexsual)

Vailly Evans (Edad: 15) (Antrosexual)

Adeline Abendroth/Slender Doll (Edad: 14) (Pansexsual)

Charlie Matheson/The Pursuer (Edad: 13) (Bisexual)

(Villanos)

Zalgo (Edad: ¿?) (Asexsual)

Offenderman (Edad ¿?) (Degenerado)

Laughing Jack (Edad: ¿?) (Asexsual Aromática)

Laughing Jill (Edad: ¿?) (Bisexual)

Alex Kralie (Edad: 31) (Hetero Y Asexsual, Homofobico)

Dr. Sebastian/El Ex (Edad: 28) (Asexsual Necrofilo)

Sky Derman (Edad: 26) (Pansexsual, Es Casi Igual A Offender)

Lauren Brown/The Reaper (Edad: 22) (Bisexual Sexopata, Pero Es Pu)

Lyra The Inhuman (Edad 21) (Pansexsual, Es Pu)

David/Sin OJos (Edad: 17) (Bisexual)

Freddy Butcher (Edad: 19) (Antrosexual Y Asexsual)

Bloody Angel (Edad: 19) (Bisexual Y Aromática)

Lazari Swann (Edad: 14) (Antrosexual)

(Les Recuerdo Este Es Mi Propio Universo Algunas Orientaciones. Nombres. Edades. No Son Canónicas Y Otras Tal Vez Sí, Igual Si Me Equivoqué En Algo Me Lo Pueden Decir En Los Comentarios Amablemente, Muchas Gracias A Todos Por Su Apoyo ^^)

[lionfloss]

by zeewipark

[lindagoesmushrooming]

[blabberoo]

them being peaceful <3

[holdmymallowsweet]

A Wisp of Affection

Richard Jackdaw x f!MC

Word count: 1,635

A chance meeting in the depth of a summer night leads to some playful banter, and an intriguing question.

Also on AO3, properly tagged

a/n: I’ve been feeling a certain way about this ghost boy lately, and then I came across Sasha Alex Sloan’s “Dancing with your Ghost” by chance and it put me in a wonderfully melancholic mood. And now that you know what to blame for this, enjoy.

There was something enticing about the Forbidden Forest at night. Laced with a prickling sense of danger, it promised adventure and glory- or perhaps notoriety, for those bold enough to venture into it. He might not have met an untimely death, if it hadn’t been for his odd fascination with the place.

Soft footsteps and rustling in the grass told him someone was approaching, and he felt her presence before he even saw her.

She found him again.

He turned his head to look at her, which always startled her a bit-

But then, where was the fun in getting his head cut off, if he couldn’t use it for comedic effect? And it always made her laugh in the end.

This time was no different, eyebrows raised in a slightly disturbed frown, corners of her lips twitching upwards, she gave him a quick huff of laughter before closing the distance between them. 

“Hello, Jackdaw.”

She strode over to him, disturbing a swarm of fireflies as she went, before she sat down.

“Hello, you. Out for a midnight stroll?”

“Always, you know me.” She flashed him another one of her playful smiles.

He returned it fondly. They both liked to pretend that she came across him by accident when they met like this, usually in the depth of night, when everything was quiet, save for the ambient sounds of the forest. He always found it romantic, although not many agreed, at least not the girls he tried to court when he was alive.

She took a deep breath of air. The fireflies illuminating her skin when they flew close and the serene look on her face made her feel like something out of a dream. More of an apparition than himself. The sight would have made his heart flutter, if he’d had one. She brushed a flyaway strand of hair behind her ear, only getting it at the second try, and he wished he could have done it for her.

He’d known they were kindred spirits when he sent her off into the cave where he met his demise. When he noticed she still had her head, the next time he saw her, he was both relieved and disappointed. He wasn’t entirely sure how tangible relationships between ghosts could be, but Merlin, he’d have liked to discover it with her, if it had come to that.

Curious, fearless, playful and teasing in a way that felt warm and endearing rather than malicious. Traits that Anne had once shared with her, before Azkaban cruelly burnt them away. Perhaps that’s why he’d briefly entertained the notion of picking up where he left off with this one.

It was quite pointless to think about, really. He wasn’t of her world, and she wasn’t from his time, not even born yet when he was alive. It was no matter, he’d never mature- mentally or physically- beyond his 17 year old self. Whatever it was that they shared on these summer nights, it was a fleeting sensation. Soon enough, she’d outgrow him, worry about employment and other adult responsibilities, perhaps remember him as a schoolgirl crush as she aged while he would be no different than he was now. Waiting around for the next lass or lad who’d indulge him, but she’d likely always be one of his favourites.

He looked up at her- which reminded him that he was still holding his head, which he promptly replaced on his neck- waiting for her to speak. In the beginning, he’d tried to woo her with tales of his adventures, but she wasn’t easily impressed. Understandable, as she had plenty of adventures of her own under her belt. Over time, he realised that it was more rewarding to enjoy the silence with her, until she’d suddenly have a thought, or a question that led to something- a jaunt through the forest or sometimes just a bit of teasing back and forth between them, but he loved it all the same. 

“How’s Anne?”

All right, not what he’d hoped for. 

“Much the same, really, but I don’t want to talk about Anne right now.” He only ever visited her in St. Mungos out of a sense of moral obligation, she only vaguely remembered him and they no longer had anything to talk about anyway. Being ultimately responsible for her fate, the guilt would forever stay with him, but he didn’t want to let it spoil the moment.

She said nothing, only measured him with those piercing eyes of hers that seemed to see right through him, in more ways than the obvious one. She’d always been the perceptive sort, had a knack for figuring out what went on in the heads of others. It could be quite unnerving, but thrilling at the same time.

“How come I never see you around the castle?” she asked, evidently content to drop her previous question.

“Why, did you miss me?”  

He’d avoided her on purpose. She had her own life in the light of day, and he didn’t want to constantly fight the temptation to invade her privacy. This was at most a dalliance, not the romance of the century, and it was better that way, considering their circumstances.

“Do you remember the deathday ballroom? I thought I’d see you there sometimes, but I never do.” 

He made a face. “Not really my preferred choice of location. Or company.”

She chuckled. “Not one for dancing, are you?”

“Did you happen to take a look at the other ghosts? Hardly anyone there who’s not old enough to be my mother. Or my grandmother.”

She raised an eyebrow. “I’m fairly certain at least some of them died after you.”

“That’s not really how this works.”

She laughed. If only he could dance with her- 

Actually, perhaps he could. One of those stiff, boring dances that didn’t involve touching. He watched her as she pushed back that strand of hair again. It was hard to imagine her curtsying in a pretty dress anyway, she looked much better running and scrambling through the forest, with the hems of her robes frayed beyond the capabilities of even the most potent repairing charms.

“You know, speaking of dance partners…” 

“Yes?” He was perfectly willing to change his mind though, if that’s where she was going with this.

“Have you ever kissed someone?” she asked, giving him a curious look.

“I’ve done more than kissing, little fledgeling. I was quite popular with the girls in my time.”

She raised an eyebrow and gave him a derisive snort. “Oh? How’d that work out for you?”

He grimaced. Poorly almost seemed to be an understatement, but then neither of them had ever been as good a match for him as her. More willing and able to follow his clues and solve his riddles than Anne, more intrigued by the treasures in his thief’s den than Apollonia- she was a bit of a magpie herself, much like him. They would have been so good together.

“Why, looking to take advantage of my expertise, are you?” She had no shortage of male acquaintances she might possibly want to kiss. Personally, his galleons were on the freckled brunet- that one reminded him a bit of himself. He wasn’t sure what she would have wanted with the sarcastic, blind one, but then there was no accounting for taste, and she always was a bit unpredictable. He wouldn’t blame her either way, there could never be anything real between the two of them, and she had needs like any other person.

“Do you miss it?”

“Obviously.”

She didn’t respond immediately, staring at her outstretched legs, tapping the tips of her boots together.

“If someone kissed you… uhm, had their lips close enough to yours that you would be kissing, I suppose, do you think you could feel it?”

He took a moment to stare at her. “Of course not.” 

She turned to meet his eyes. Was he imagining the slight blush on her cheeks? It was hard to tell in the darkness. Was this going where he thought it was?

“I mean emotionally. You can clearly feel joy, and sadness-”

“Only one way to find out.” He swiftly grabbed his head again, holding it so that he was at eye level with her- if she wanted to, she could laugh, play it off as a joke.

Merlin, that startled expression was even more adorable up close, and her theory was already proven right. He couldn’t remember ever being so excited and nervous about a kiss, not even when he was alive. But there was no way he’d tell her, not while there was still a chance that she’d close the distance, and he could perhaps feel the tiniest sliver of her warmth, or get an idea of what she tasted like.

He almost couldn’t believe his luck when she leaned forward, close enough that he could count her eyelashes, only to stop a finger’s width away from his lips. 

Then she smirked. “Did you think I was going to give you my first kiss? Just like that?”

“Well, it wouldn’t have to count-” he pouted.

She laughed. “If you want my kiss, you’ll have to earn it.”

“How?”

She stood up, brushing dirt off her robes. “I’m sure you’ll think of something,” she said, flashing him a last, teasing smile before she turned around and started walking back the way she’d come.

“You’re leaving?” 

“For today.”

His mind feverishly tried to come up with something, anything, to get her to stay.

“Wait.”

She turned around, looking at him expectantly.

“How about a riddle? Just for you. In exchange for the kiss.”

Her eyes sparkled.

There was no version of forever that they could share, but on these summer nights, for a brief, fleeting moment in time, she was his.

a/n 2 : So there you go, I wrote this over the course of two glorious moody summer nights and it was so much fun. They always say ‘write what you want to read’, and this really is just something I really, really wanted at that moment, but if you liked it as well (let me know if you did) I’m happy. ❤️ This little encounter takes place after the whole Ranrok issue is resolved and Mc is just another (adventurous) student, Anne has been released from Azkaban and is living at St. Mungo’s permanent care ward, while Jackdaw is trying to settle in as one of Hogwarts’ ghosts. Also, I always imagined Jackdaw as a Slytherin (but I’m coming around to Ravenclaw!Jackdaw) and both MC and Anne as muggleborn Hufflepuffs (I just like the idea of those two being awfully similar, but with the crucial difference that Mc really is as adventurous and clever as Jackdaw expected Anne to be), but in the end none of their houses came up 😅 And finally, english isn’t my first language, so if you liked the story but you had a “she keeps using that word, I don’t think it means what she thinks it means” moment, feel free to let me know (just be nice about it) Cheers!

[thewickedspinster]

just saw hozier perform live and can confirm he is in fact not of this planet. his eyes go somewhere entirely Other. his soul is older than the most eldritch god.

he also is a wrathful millenial irish man who is very much Of This World, who is very much One Of Us, who throws fire in the face of the empire.

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Weeping Willow Botanical Garden Münster, Germany

[unknownarmageddon]

never alone in these woods

cross belongs to jael peñaloza fear the forest belongs to me and @psycho-chair

[uncannyoceanz]

if the Creepypastas girls had swimsuits💅

Laughing Jill:

Sally

Jane Richardson / Jane the Killer

Clockwork / Natalie

Nina the Killer

Judge Angel / Dina

Candy Cane

Weeping Forest

Lifeless Lucy

Lulu / Eyeless Lulu

Lazari

Nurse Ann

Sadiya

Roadwalker / Zayner

Suicide Sadie

Killing Kate

Pinkamena (human)

Zero

Kate the Chaser

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La Ninfa Del Bosque (Calma)

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source

[ruuari]

yellinh

[lindagoesmushrooming]

Suillus granulatus

[fisherrprince]

i don't tear up upon listening to any of the title songs in ffxiv but oohhhhh if i even start to hum them a little ohhhhhhhhh