MACABRE !

TAKE  THE  FUCKING  CANDY  AND  GO

[moxyphinx]

The Haunting of Hill House: Olivia + Shirley ↳ “Since she was three years old, Shirley needed Shirley’s space. Bear with her. Today, especially. Just bear with her.

[mynameiseco]

So many times.

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@unglcved      /      PLOTTED STARTER !

shirley settles in next to her sister on the couch  ,  taking advantage of both her kids being in bed already to finally really talk to theo since nell’s wedding the day before.    lips are quirking upwards into a smile before she even says a word  ,  head tilting to the side ever so slightly.    there’s a subtle clearing of her throat before arm extends to offer one of the tubs of ice cream she’d grabbed form the freezer to the middle crain child.    ❝    switch in ten?    ❞    shirley raises her eyebrow  ,  the offering of ice cream an immediate indication that they were in for a genuine sister talk.

❝    no avoiding anymore  ,  theo  ...    ❞    a moment passes before shirl nudges theo gently with her elbow  ,  her voice becoming even softer than the first time she spoke.    ❝    why didn’t you tell me?    ❞    she shifts  ,  propping her head up with her hand while elbow rests on the back of the couch.    ❝    you know i don’t care if you’re into bridesmaids or groomsmen  ,  right?    ❞    

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FINALLY  ,  I AM POSTING SHIRL’S FIRST STARTER CALL !

if you have a preference  ,  please specify young or adult shirl!    and multis  ,  please specify who you want the starter for!    

[thehauntingsource]

[shipahoi]

[eleanorcrain]

sojogoes requested:

Eleanor “Stop Fighting!!” Crain

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⊰    generotten‌    /    luke.    ⊱

                                        “  I’m  fine      REALLY                             JESUS      Shirley  do  you  do  this  to  everyone  ? ”  IRRITABILITY  evident  as  he  faces  his  eldest  sister  in    HER    kitchen.  Doesn’t  really  know       WHY      he  moved  in,  nothings  changed.  Luke  doesn’t  want  to  get  better,  what  he  wants  is  to  forget,  and  that’s  what  the  drugs  accomplish.  Ever  since  moving  in  he’s  had  more  spirits     step  forward,      wanting  to  use  him  as     SOME     conduit,  and  it’s  more  than  he  can  bear.  Since  the  age  of  six  he’s  been  visited  by  various  spirits,  some  more  ominous  than  others.  “  Listen,  I’m  really  fucking  tired  from  working  at  MCDONALDS  alright  ?  ” 

                            A  hand  goes  to  rub  face  as  he  shakes  head,  “  that’s  it  …  nothing  more,  and  nothing  for  you  to  call  Steven  about.  ” He’s  telling  white  lies,  he  had  been  let  go  from     McDonalds     a  month  ago,  had  failed  to  show  up  for  two  shifts,  and  then  ?  Spent  his  last,  and  THIRD  shift  high.  There’s  a  lot  of  shit  that’ll  fly  at  McDonalds  but  ?  Shooting  up  in  the  bathroom,  isn’t  one  of  them.  Already  he  KNOWS  she  knows  that  he’s  been  spending  most  of  his  days  panhandling  on  a  side  of  town  that  she  wouldn’t  be  caught     DEAD      in.  Mornings  spent  in  some  local  park  as  drank  from  a  vodka  bottle,  and  for  his  dealer  to  wake  up.  It’s  a  cycle  with Luke,  and  Shirley  is  starting  to  catch  on  to  the  small  details  that  for  the  first  couple  months  went  unnoticed.  

┊ @icesout┊ ➢  starter !

❝    if you live in this house?  yeah  ,  i do.    ❞    she hasn’t even turned to look at him yet.    instead  ,  the hazel eyes reminiscent of their mother are focused on the bubbles forming as she aggressively scrubs at the last dirty dish from dinner in the sink while she continued spewing questions in an eerily calm tone.    eyes flutter closed as he throws his blatant lie at her ,  for she’s known for a week that he no longer worked at mcdonald’s after jayden and allie convinced shirley to take them to visit uncle luke  ,  only to find that he wasn’t working and hadn’t worked there for weeks.    ❝    that’s some bullshit  ,  luke and you know it.    ❞

shirley lets the dish clatter into the sink  ,  the yellow rubber dish gloves coming off before she dries her hands off with the nearby kitchen towel.    ❝    nothing to call steve about  ,  huh?    look at me  ,  luke.    ❞    shirley doesn’t waste a second before closing the distance between them  ,  her head barely reaching the middle of his chest despite her standing straight up when she comes to a stop.    luke had towered over her since age eleven  ,  but right now it couldn’t have mattered less.    ❝    i’ve been trying not to see this.  i wouldn’t let myself see this.    ❞    she takes several steps back  ,  her chest tightening.    no  ,  no crying.  ❝    but now?    i knew from the goddamn second you walked in here that you’re higher than the empire fucking state building.    so go ahead  ,  tell me what the fuck you were doing before you just sat down at dinner.    tell me what you were doing before you came home and started talking to my kids.    ❞    as if she didn’t already know.

[thehauntingsource]

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⊰    smellofruin    /    daddy.    ⊱

@icesout·  [ s.c ] 

In it goes. The small body, wrapped in bandages he found in the medicine cabinet, rolls into its casket ––– a lovely little box Liv had found. He pokes a protruding paw to make sure it fit and then closed the lid. Death was rigor mortis. Sealing it up with a neat little bow, he proceeds with the funeral. He didn’t know they were sick. He was a builder, A FIXER, not a vet. They were merely an abandoned litter, waiting for mother nature to reclaim them ––– and she did.

The blade of the shovel pats the soil until it was even once again, FULL CIRCLE. Swinging the shovel over his shoulder, he wraps his arm around his little girl. Maybe it was wishful thinking to offer up his assistance, but maybe that’s what those kittens needed. 

“ Hey, Shirl. How about we make its brothers and         sisters a new home? I’ve got some leftover wood out back. ”

hazel eyes that are a clear reflection of her mother’s eyes watch as the fragile little kitten is laid to rest in the earth.    this was simply a continuation from the funeral started earlier  ,  the one that had been cut short when shirley picked up the kitten from its resting place  ,  completely convinced it was alive before the bug crawled out from its tiny mouth and instantly proving her otherwise.

now  ,  she can feel tears start to well up in her eyes despite her willing them not to as hugh covers the little purple box with the soil.    since she’d brought the kittens into her life  ,  the eldest of the crain girls had become instantly attached  ,  no fear in becoming so for she had yet to experience the heartbreak of death.    but it was bestowed upon her now  ,  and it was something she would never escape.

pale hand wipes at her eyes  ,  her small frame turning in towards hugh as his arm wraps around her shoulders.    ❝    as long as they can still stay in my room.  they have to stay  ,  daddy.     they need me!    ❞

[oliviacrains-moved]

ON THIS BLOG WE LOVE AND APPRECIATE HUGH CRAIN !!!

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@twicelit             STORIES CONTINUED !

delicate fingers clear away pumpkin guts  ,  tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she concentrates.  yes  ,  it was only pumpkin carving  ,  but no task was too small for shirley not to put one hundred percent effort into.    her intense concentration isn’t broken until she hears the creak of the old wooden floorboards under someone’s weight  ,  only a moment passing before the hazel eyes mirroring olivia’s own shift upwards to find the source of the noisy floorboards.    ❝    you think?    ❞    a proud smile crosses her lips as she looks at her masterpiece  ,   only fading when the words  ‘  very scary  ’  fall from her mother’s lips.

❝    scary?    ❞    shirley inquires  ,  cocking her head to the side to try and see the pumpkin from her mother’s perspective.    olivia’s next question is innocent  ,  but it doesn’t stop the eldest of hugh and olivia’s girls to let her carving knife clatter onto the newspaper covered table top while an unusually theatrical sigh escapes.    ❝    mom!    it’s a cat text to a tree looking at the moon!    see those are his ears  ,  and this  ,  there  ,  that’s his tail  ....  well it’s supposed to be.    ❞    the longer she’s looking at it  ,  the more confused she becomes too.  eyebrows furrow further as she blinks rapidly  ,  tongue running along bottom lip.    ❝    shit!  no  ,  i somehow messed it up.    it doesn’t look right anymore!    ❞

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wow i’m so proud of myself i finally gave shirl a theme !!

[unglcved-deactivated20210321]

                             ғᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜɪʟᴛ ᴀʀᴇ sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴛʜᴇᴏᴅᴏʀᴀ               theodora crain of netflix’ haunting of hill house as adored by chris.

[hawkins80s]

after finding all the hidden ghosts I’m re-watching it again just to notice the parallels

[oliviacrains-moved]

      the haunting of hill house has ruined my life  +  olivia’s funeral photo featuring the forever house model in shirley’s office

[nessa007]