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I saw the Wilbur eats glass one, and my brain goes âglass is just cooked sand, so...â
Halloween Special
*Logs onto tumblr*
So⊠um⊠I have a perfectly good reason why I was goneâŠ
*Throws fic*
HERE! CATCH
~~~
âThis is so stupid.â
A girl in a white uwu mask laughed as she looked over at the girl in the fox hoodie. âGrow up, Kit. Thereâs no such thing as demons.â
âFalsehood. Your dad.â
The masked girl rolled her eyes, moving her torch around as she looked around the room. âWhere the hell is (F/L)?â She mumbled.
The sound of glass being knocked over and shattering startled Kit, causing her to jump and immediately latch on to the other girl. âTerror!â
âShit!â Terror cursed as she lost hold of the torch, causing it to extinguish as it hit the ground. âFuck, Kit!â
Terror instantly crouched on the ground, trying to find the unlit torch in the pitch-black room, being careful to not burn herself on the hot stick. Finally, she found it.
âTerror, what was that?!â Kit asked nervously.
âProbably nothing. Fuck, do you have a flint in steel?â Kit quickly reached into her bag to find a flint and steel, wanting Terror to light the room as soon as possible.
Terror managed to light the torch and moved it towards where the glass had fallen, when-
âBOO!â
âAHHH!!!â Kit had jumped on Terror, causing her to drop the torch once more.
âGod dammit, Kit!â Terror screamed as laughs begin to ring out in the room.
âYou two look so ridiculous!â
â(F/L)!â The first two girls yelled.
âWhatâs going on?â Another girl walked into the room, holding her own torch in hand.
âMan, you missed the greatest scare, Star!â (F/L) laughed.
Star raised an eyebrow as she looked around the room. (F/L) was holding her stomach as she continued to laugh, Terror looked pissed, glaring at the ground, and Kit looked like she was about to sob as she held on to Terror.
âWell, when youâre done here, come join me in the ballroom. Itâs exactly what we want for the party.â
Terror ripped her arm from Kit, picking up the fallen torch to light it with Starâs, then stomped away from the group. Star looked back at the other two as (F/L) shrugged, continuing to giggle.
~~~
The group made it to the ballroom where other girls were looking around. Two avians flew around as others were uncovering furniture hidden by seats.
âSo, what do you think?â Star asked Terror.
âWell, it sure looks haunted.â
One of the avians, the one with black wings landed between the two girls, a :P mask on the side of her head. âHey, Blue had an idea. If we use soul fire on the chandeliers, it will make the ballroom even spookier!â
âMaybe, but you know how hard it is to get soul fire, Note,â Star said.
âHave Blade get some,â Terror said.
âOr me!â (F/L) volunteered.
âNo!â Star, Terror, and Note chimed.
âAwâŠâ
Terror moved away from the group, taking notice of the large windows shining moonlight into the room. Soul fire would definitely set the mood, and with the cobwebs already in the room, there was very little need to decorate.
âHi, Terror!â Terror looked behind her to see Blue walking up, Friend walking behind her.
âHey, Blue. Whatâs up?â
âCan I invite some ghosts to the party?â
âGhosts?â Terror asked, raising an eyebrow teasingly. âYou mean more ghosts than Ghostbur?â
âOf course! Ghosts love to party just as much as the living, you know!â
âYeah, whatever. Gives us more ways to scare others.â
âAnd by others, you mean Kit, right?â
Terror lifted her finger over her mouth. âShh⊠Donât tell her.â
Blue giggled as she walked off. âOkay! See you, Terror!â
Terror then looked around the room, spotting a girl sitting on one of the old couches as she wrote on cards. âHey, Princess.â
The girl in the tiara looked up and smiled. âHey, Terror! This costume party was a great idea! And this abandoned mansion is so cool! How did you find it?â
âHm? Oh, well, Ghostbur mentioned this mansion one day, so I went looking for it. He mentioned something about meeting Blue here for the first time, so I was kinda curious.â
âWell, itâs a good thing you were! This place is so cool! Do you want to help me with these fliers for the party?â
Terror hummed, looking around. Everyone else seemed to have their own thing going on to get the ballroom set up for a party. âYeah, that sounds fine.â
Terror sat down next to Princess, the two of them talking about ideas for the flyers.
~~~
Tubbo walked around Snowchester, pulling a sled that had a stack of logs. He stopped when he noticed a paper on one of the houses. Grabbing the paper, Tubbo noticed it was a flyer for a Halloween Costume Party. He thought for a moment, wondering if Ranboo and their kids would want to go. It had been a while since all five of them went out to do something, and this party could be fun. Nodding, shoved the flyer in his pocket, hurrying to his house with new motivation.
~~~
âDo we have to go?â
âUncle Techno!â Blue cried as she stared at the piglin hybrid who didnât seem too happy about going to a costume party.
âCome on, mate. Itâll be fun.â Philza said as he pulled an old chest into the living room. (F/L) pounced on the chest, opening it up to reveal all sorts of clothes.
âDamn, grandpa, where did you get these clothes?â
âHey! Dadza, Philza, or Phil! I donât do that grandpa thing!â (F/L) stuck out her tongue as Tommy and Wilbur laughed. âIf you really want to know, immortality helps you get your hands on a lot of authentic pieces of clothing.
âOhh!â Star cooed as she pulled a ballgown out of the chest. âWas this mumzaâs?â
âNo,â Philza said, smirking. âTechnoâs.â
âWhat?!â The littles asked as Techno tried to hit Philza with a rolled up newspaper.
âYou need to stop talking.â
âWait, no! I wanna hear this! Keep talking Dadza!â Angel said.
âWait, isnât this the dress you wore to that countâs ball?â Bluebird asked.
âCount? What Count? What are you talking about?â Blade asked.
âUncle Techno, are you trans?â Blue asked.
âAll of you, QUIET!â Techno shouted. The tips of his ears were pink and his body was tense. He was uncomfortable being the current topic of discussion.
âI think this conversation should end here.â Wilbur said, trying to move the conversation from his brother.
âBut Uncle Wilbur-!â
âNo, (F/L). Now whatâs everyone going as to the costume party?â Wilbur asked.
âWell now that I know about it, Uncle Techno.â Star joked, pulling a mask out of the chest that matched the dress. Techno huffed, escaping to a different room as everyone else laughed.
âWell, Iâve been thinking about being one of the greek gods.â Blade said as she searched through the chest.
âYouâre one of the greek gods or goddesses every year. Why donât you choose something different?â Angel asked.
âAlright, well what are you going to be, Angel?â
âI thought I would be an avian this year, like a hummingbird. Or maybe Iâll dress up as one of the crows,â Angel said as she looked outside at the birds. A group of the crows was watching one crow as it tried to eat a fence post. âMaybe not that one.â
âIâm going to be a devil!â (F/L) yelled, raising her hand.
âYou already are one, you little shit.â Philza said as he was leaving the room to get another chest of clothes.
âWhatever, grandpa!â
Philzaâs head popped back in through the doorframe. âYouâre on thin fucking ice.â
âIâm going to be a ghost witch!â Blue said.
âA ghost witch?â Bluebird asked.
âYes! Iâm going to be a ghost whoâs also a witch!â
âAh. Of course.â
âWhat are you going to be, Bluebird?â Angel asked.
âHmm? Oh, I havenât decided yet.â
âBut the party is in two days,â (F/L) said.
âThen I guess I have two days to decide.â
âDonât worry, Bluebird. We can help you with ideas.â Wilbur said.
âHeh, thanks bro.â
~~~
Terror stood in the middle of the room in her regular hoodie and mask, dancing on the toes and heels of her feet as she waited for the guests to arrive. After a while, the ballroom had filled up enough to let Terror know she could start the show.
âLadies and gentlemen! Non-binary friends and foes! Adults and children of all ages, genders, species, and lands! Welcome to tonightâs costume party! Now, if you know me, you know I have a flair for the dramatics, so you must know that this party will be far more intense. This performance of mine will include loud noises, flashing lights, and scares of all kind. If you canât handle that, I suggest you leave now. The mansion is free to be explored, but know if you get murdered, itâs possible we wonât find your body!â
The crowds began to mummer around Terror and she smirked as some people began to leave the ballroom.
âFor those of you who have stayed, I commemorate your bravery. Now!â Terror picked up a book that we laying in front of her. She looked around at the crowd as she opened the book. âThere is a story about this mansion and the woman who lived and died in it.
âLong ago, a rich woman fell in love with rich man, and he fell for her. Soon the two were wed and began a happy life together. However, the manâs attention was drawn from his wife, not by another woman, but a power he desperately wanted to have. To get this power, the man had to give sacrifices.
âThe woman learned of her husbandâs new hobby and begged him to leave the power so they could continue their happy life. The man refused. The woman, hoping to save her husband, tried to destroy this power. However, she didnât know of the powerâs true hold on her husband.
âThe man attacked and brutally murdered his wife, finally gaining the power he so desperately wanted. But, he didnât understand there was power within Death. The womanâs spirit corrupted the power within the man, driving him to insanity and eventual death. Ever since that day, the womanâs spirit tormants all who live in her home, leading to their immediate death.â
Terror closed the book, smirking as she looked around the crowd. âBecause we are dealing with such a wicked soul, I will try to exorcise the ghost from these halls. Now, if this is too much for you, I once again ask you to leave, for once I began the exorcism, I wonât be able to stop.â
More people began to leave and the _Beloved family walked over to the SBI family. âIs this safe?â Tubbo asked.
Tommy chuckled. âYeah. Itâs all just a show Terror made up to up the scare factor. I donât even think the story is real.â
âActually, the story is somewhat real. The husband did end up murdering his wife, but it was believed he did it to just get her money. The power and ghost didnât exist. Thatâs something Terror made up.â Kit said.
âFor those of you who remained,â Terror spoke up again, âI once again commemorate your bravery. Now I ask that everyone remains quiet as I perform this spell. I will need total concentration.â
Picking up another book off the floor, Terror opened it and began reading from the page. The floor under her began to glow red, the soul fire beginning to glow red as well. Wind began to blow around the room, picking up in speed as Terror continued to read.
A red glowing mist began to surround Terror and she gasped before dropping the book. The mist completely covered Terror, before being quickly blown away, leaving Terror standing in a bloodied (suit/dress).
âWell well well⊠You thought you could get rid of me, little girl?â ââTerrorââ said. She looked around the room at the guests. âTrust me, guests, you thought you were coming for a party, but you were only coming for your deaths! I will allow this room to be a safe room for you, but the moment you leave, youâll be nothing but lambs for me to SLAUGHTER! Enjoy your night, guests, for soon, youâll be MINE!â
Wind began to blow harshly around the room and some people had to cover themselves in order to avoid items being blown in their faces.
âGood luck, partygoers! And Happy Halloween!â Terror yelled as she raised an arm, red smoke covering her. The wind blew the smoke away, showing Terror was gone.
The guests cheered and clapped at the show Terror performed, dance music beginning to play signifying the official start of the party.
~~~
Sorry if the ending seemed a little weird. I wanted to add more but I didnât know how to add it so if the ending seems a little weird, thatâs why.
Anyways! I hope you all enjoy your Halloween festivities, whatever those may be.
BYE!
*Logs of tumblr*
~~~
@griffintail
I just watched Dreamâs Face Reveal and...
(Spoilers below if you havenât watched his YT video yet)
Sunny Days pt 3
âI canât believe you got stabbed. AGAIN!â Star chastised the figure, whose arm she was wrapping.
âI canât believe you still get surprised when she does get stabbed.â A girl said, wearing a pig hoodie. She was reading a book Star was sure she would never understand no matter how many times she read it.
âBlade, Iâm not surprised that she still gets stabbed, Iâm surprised that sheâs so calm.â
âOf course Iâm calm, Star,â The girl, Star and Bladeâs cousin (F/L), said. âKnives can never really hurt me. Theyâre far too attracted to me.â She said with a flip of her hair.
Her cousinsâ stared deadpanned at her, and another girl in the room, (F/L)âs best friend Bee, spoke up.
âCan we stab her again?â
âHey!â Star laughed at her cousin as she finished wrapping up her arm. The cabin door opened and two girls walked in.
âWeâre back.â
âAnd we brought snacks!â
The two girls were Starâs sisters. The older of the two, Note, who was only older than Star by a few months, had brown hair and large black wings growing from her back. The youngest, Blue, was younger than all the girls in the cabin, wearing a blue sweater and holding a bunch of snacks in her arms.
There was a chorus of heys and hellos to the two girls, and Note sat next to (F/L). âHow are you feeling, cousin?â
âIâm fine!â (F/L) groaned, falling back on the bed. âIâve gotten stabbed in worse places. Sometimes twice!â
âYouâre like a walking knife magnet, (F/L),â Blue said, climbing on Bladeâs bed. The older girl rolled her eyes, but scooted over for her younger cousin.
âWhateverâŠâ (F/L) mumbled.
The cabin door opened and Terror walked in. Her eyes met Starâs and for a moment she froze. âOh⊠Hey.â Star chuckled tilting her head as she smiled at Terror.
âHello, Terror. Are you our new cabinmate?â
ââOurâ?â Terror questioned.
Star nodded. âYes. I share this cabin with my sister Note and cousin Blade.â The two girls nodded in acknowledgment.
âHi! Iâm Blue!â The small girl said, waving to Terror. âDo you want a candy bar?â
âUh⊠sure?â Terror took a candy bar that Blue held out. âWhereâd you get it?â
âWe stole it!â Note said with a smirk.
âNote!â
âIâm kidding!â Note rolled her eyes at her sister before looking at Terror. âOur aunt works in the kitchen slash snack bar.â
âCool.â
âYou know whatâs really cool!?â (F/L) asked, shooting up from the bed. Terror jumped slightly and Bee groaned as (F/L) pulled a knife out of the tangled mess that was her hair. âMy knife collection!â
Star yanked the blade from (F/L)âs hand. âFor the love of mumza, WHERE DO YOU KEEP GETTING THESE?!â (F/L) only laughed.
An ear-piercing scream was heard from outside and Star and Terror looked at each other momentarily before running outside, Star leaving the knife on the bed. Before (F/L) could get it, Bee snatched it.
âYouâre not getting this back.â
~~~
@griffintail
Sunny Days Camp pt 2
Terror stared at her charm bracelet, fiddling with a white charm that had an uwu face on it. A large bang on the table caused Terror to jump in her seat, and she looked up to glare at the interrupter. Firecracker laughed as she sat across from Terror, Mushroom sitting to the right side of Terror.
âHowâs it been, Terror?â Firecracker asked.
Terror huffed, looking back at her charm. âIâm ready to go home now.â
âWould you relax?â Mushroom asked. âTo be honest, it hasnât been so bad. Maybe itâs just because itâs introduction week, but itâs actually quite relaxing. They even have a hot spring.â
âYeah, me and Aunt Muffin have been chilling all week in it.â Firecracker said.
Terror snorted. âEven though youâre angry at her for getting a job here.â
âPlease, Terror. Iâm an easily forgiving person.â Someone bumped into Firecrackerâs seat and the girl jumped up with a growl. âWatch where youâre going, bitch!â
âDrop dead, slut!â The girl yelled.
Another girl walked up, Terror recognizing her as Firecrackerâs step-sister, Duckling. âIs there a problem, chica?â
âYeah, tell your girl to watch herself before she gets shanked!â The girl said, pulling out a knife.
Terror jumped up as Mushroom gasped. A girl screamed âKNIFE!â as another hirl yelled â(F/L) NO!â. More attention was drawn to the group, Mushroom preparing to stand should she need to get in a fight besides her girls.
âExcuse me.â
The groups turned to see a girl. She smiled softly, her hands behind her back as she stared at the girl with the knife. As Terror looked over the girl, she noticed a star hair pin in her (h/c) hair. The mystery girl met Terrorâs eyes, her smile widening before looking back at the knife weilding girl.
âWhat do you want, whore?â
âIâm here to ask you to please put away your knife. My cousin tends to get stabbed by them, even when theyâre not aimed at her. Also, if Sergeant Spectre catches you with it, heâs probably gonna send you back to the Juvenile Detention Center, Ms. Lavinia Spectre.â
âYou have an issue with me?â
âNo, of couse not,â The girl said. She nodded to Firecracker. âI do believe your friend her was rude for calling you a bitch, but it was also not polite of you to not apologize for bumping into her.â
âYou want me to apologize?â
âI wonât force you, but it would be nice, Iâm sure.â Lavinia turned and glared at Firecracker before turning and walking away. The girl sighed, shaking her head. âOh well, there was an attempt.â
âYou should have let us fight her. We could have taken her.â Duckling said.
The girlâs smile never left her face as she looked over at Duckling. âMaybe, but violence only brings more violence. Besides, I wasnât kidding about my cousinâs tendency to be stabbed. She actully gets hurt quite regulary, so I was trying to stop the conflict before it started.â
âWhatever the reason, thank you,â Terror said. âThat could have ended badly.â
âFor her.â Firecracker snorted. The girl looked at Terror, smiling wider.
âIâm Star, by the way.â
âOh, uh, Iâm Terror. And this is Mushroom, Firecracker, and Duckling.â
âWell, itâs a pleasure to meet you. All of you. I should get going now. I need to check on my cousins and sisters.â Star left and Terror watched her go, moving back down to her seat. Firecracker snickered at her friends face.
âSheâs cute, huh, Terror?â
âYeah⊠Wait, what?!â Terror looked at her friends wide-eyed as they laughed.
âPlease, you have hopeless lesbian written all over your face.â Mushroom said.
âAw! First summer romance!â Duckling teased.
âAll of you shut up! I was just thinking that she did a really nice thing for us. Donât take it out of context.â
âSure. Whatever you say, Terror.â Firecracker said with a roll of her eyes.
Terror began kicking them under the table. âI mean it, shut up!â
~~~
@griffintail
Sunny Days Camp pt 1
âThis is so fucking stupid.â
âCome on, at least give it a chance.â A pair of green eyes looked in the rearview mirror at the person in the back seat holding a brochure in front of her face. She moved the brochure to her lap and glared at her father.
âIâve read the brochure. This place is either where Iâll get murdered or sold into human trafficking.â
âYouâre not-â The driver sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. âLook, I know youâre not for new things, especially like this, but come on. Iâm sure you can have fun. Firecracker and Mushroom will be there too.â
The girl scoffed and looked out the window, crossing her arms. The driver sighed, giving a quick look at the road before looking back at the mirror.
âTerror⊠Terror, come on⊠Princess, wonât you look at me?â The girl huffed, glaring at the window more. âTerrorâŠ?â
Terror sighed and side-eyed her father sadly. âDad, canât I just come with you, Uncle Foolish, and Aunts Drista, Spot, and FM this summer?â
The driver, Dream, sighed, glancing quickly out his car window before looking at the road in front of him. âI already told you itâs just boring stuff for mom. You wouldnât have any fun-â
âYou donât know that. For your information, I actually like hanging out with Grandma Puffy.â
Dream smiled, giving a small chuckle. âDonât let her hear you call her that.â
âPlease, I donât think she cares. Iâm her baby after all.â
âYeah, yeah, I know. She loves you more than me.âÂ
Terror grinned, shoving her dadâs shoulder. âDonât be jealous. Itâs your fault for leaving me with her all the time when I was a kid.â
âYeah, maybe so.â
Dream turned on a lone road, driving in between trees as he drove closer to the camp. Sunny Days Camp. Terror wasnât sure what to make of it, an all girls camp that didnât allow technology. And was run by an ex-military sergeant. Nevermind. She knew exactly what to make of it. This summer was going to suck.
Dream pulled up to the entrance where a man and two girls were standing. The male stared intensely at the car, looking like a typical movie drill sergeant. Same uniform, same posture, same unsatisfied scowl.
One of the girls, the one standing to the right of the male, was wearing a red devil headband in her (h/c) hair, a camp uniform, and had a wide grin as she moved from her toes to her heels then back again.
The second girl, the one standing to the left of the male, had her (h/c) hair in a pony tail, her uniform looking somewhat normal except for the rips on her jeans. She looked completely bored as she leaned against a fence.
Terror gave her father a look and he gave an uncertain smile. âLook, Iâm sure itâs not all bad, just⊠try to enjoy yourself.â
Terror huffed as she grabbed her bags. âYeah, sure.â
Terror exited the car and Dream followed after her. The drill sergeant walked forward and an unatural smile formed on his face, the father and daughter duo was sure his face was gonna crack.
âWelcome to Sunny Days Camp! I am Camp Master Sergeant Spectre, who will be in charge of taking care of your precious daughter.â
Dream and Terror glanced at each other. âOh yeah, Iâm totally going to die, and when I do, Iâm coming back to haunt you.â
âYouâll be fine. Just run really fast.â
The first girl walked up. âHello, Dream!â
Dreamâs eyes widened and he grinned. âMuffin?! What are you doing here?â
âI got a summer job! Especially when I heard my precious niece was gonna be here!â
âYeah? And how did Firecracker take it?â
âShe has never yelled at me so much before. Iâm glad I can still annoy her at this age!â
Spectre coughed, and Muffin froze, giving an embarrassed smile to the male as she backed up. âNow then, it seems youâve met Camp Counselor Muffin already. This is Camp Counselor Lamb. Lamb, introduce yourself.â
Lamb sighed and nodded to Terror. âSup.â
Spectre sighed, annoyed and Muffin laughed, smiling at Lamb. Dream sighed, pulling his daughter to the side slightly.
âLook, just give this summer a chance. If you honestly donât like it, have Muffin call me and Iâll come pick you up.â
Terror looked over at the other three. Muffin was happily chatting as Spectre nodded and Lamb looked annoyed. She sighed, then looked back at her dad.
âOkay, Iâll give it a chance.â
âThatâs all I ask, kiddo.â
The two hugged, and as they did such, Terror looked at the sign over the entrance.
~~~
@griffintail
Good morning, Starlights!
this is actually so important
Em having lunch and then Iâll be going to meh favorite class
That's good!
Thatâs good to hear!! And Iâm ok, High school started and Iâve been stress eating candy-
Well don't stress. Take a deep breathe and take one day at a time. If you stress to much it can lead you to spiral. Trust me, I know. You'll do great, I believe in you!
HI SNOW!!!!!!
HI OPHELIA!!!!!!
How are you!
I'm great! How about yourself?
:DDDDDDD
đđđ
IM HAPPY TO SEE YOU ONLINE
IM HAPPY TO BE BACK AND TO SEE YOU AGAIN
SNOW
SHADE!
Why are we shouting?
Me: I donât like cats and mostly prefer dogs
Also Me: *Likes every cat post and picture on tumblr I see cause theyâre so cute!*
Also, good morning, Starlights!
Me coming out of hiding like I hadn't been gone for months:
... hi