#mary weaver

[matchumatchu]

Some redesigns and headcanons I've made! No Benny beacause I actually love his design. There may be spelling mistakes because English is not my first language

(Bonus +John)

[creationcraftsblogsstuff]

Vision

well she having a dream about Alagadda, lovely isn't it?

Uh ignored the fact Mary didn't wear a mask yet,

I have a vision but I don't know what I'm doing...

[squidsandlanterns]

A Rotten Wick in a Melting Candle 🕯️

Tw: Mentions of Burning, Character Death.

Mary didn't know how long she was awake for. How long she had been praying for. The candle had been burning for a long time, the light it produced dimming away as the wick became less and less, just as her soul was. She looked out of her bedroom window into the woods below, hoping for a sign. That they'd come back. But she knew. Oh she knew. After all, she killed them.

She obeyed him. She listened to his words, his teachings. Every Sunday, like clockwork she'd be up for church, taking her three children and left the house without her husband.

Her Husband.

Her now dead husband. Her husband who after leaving a rather harsh taped message on a recorder hung himself. Leaving just her and Benjamin.

Her only child that was alive. Her boy.

Last she checked he was in his room sleeping, yet he didn't snore this time. She noticed that he didn't even lay his cross on his table, instead huddled it to his chest, muttering away what the Lord only knows.

A harsh wind suddenly invaded her room and blew out her candle, instantly shrouding the room in darkness. She helped as she heard a crash next to her, whirling around in fear, her eyes darting around the room as she tried to she what fell.

She heard her door open.

Her eyes snapped to the direction of the door, her breathing becoming laboured and coming out in sharp gasps as her body trembled, the sense of absolute dread came upon her. She knew it. She knew they'd come for her. They'd kill her just the way she killed them. They'd strangle her as she tried to claw from their grasp as her pleas fell on deaf—

The door suddenly stopped, it's creaking coming to a halt. No one was behind the door.

Instead, her lantern rolled into her room. A voice whispers to her.

"Lillian?"

There was no answer.

A loud crash could be heard. The windows flew open as a strong wind blew in, adding more chills to her shivering from.

"Ladybug, Ladybug fly way home,"

"Your house is on fire and your children are GONE!"

Then she smelt it.

She saw the smoke. The orange flames. Rising high in a circular form, lashing out at her, scorching her.

She saw there was NO WAY OUT.

She screamed, she cried, she even searched for her last child, her last shard of hope.

But no, he was gone, with his cross and his Bible. His window open, his candle blown out.

They took him.

She was left to burn, left to die. The fire burned her melted her skin, peeling and curling it like candle wax. Her skin tore from her bones, dripping to the floor and drying fast. It was agonizing, so painful. She ran around the house, screaming until she couldn't anymore, she tried to claw at the floor but how could she when her fingers were no more? When all it did was stick to her skin and dry?

And with a final scream, Mary accepted it. Mary accepted her death, as she kneeled, in one last and final prayer of repentance.

For the wages of sin is death, is it not?

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Uhhh....have this funny and horribly written little draft I had.....!

I was gonna add more.....but I don't think it'll be good...

But have a piece of an AU I've been trying to cook up outta my head....whew-

[chronicalchaos]

Happy Halloween!

Sooo...i was gonna do a drawing of a little idea I had earlier today, but...no fucking way i was gonna finish it, so I'm just gonna throw it in here

Wick Coraline AU!

Caleb and Lillian are in Coraline's place, although it's mostly Caleb

Mary is the other mother

James is the other father! Not John, uhm, the other Mother saw Caleb likes James more as a father and incorporated it

John is the upstairs guy, i do not know how to write his name–

Benny is the Wybe(?) Kid

The twins are the downstairs ladies

Duncan is the cat

Travis and Sam are the kids that had buttons sew in their eyes

The Weaver's are still a family, even tho things got weird!

UHM, i think that's it–

[setriete]

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[incorrect-wick-quotes]

Mary: Stop it! Do you want me to never talk to you again?!

Tim:

Tom:

Mary: ...What?

Tim: Hang on, we're considering.

[salazarbecrazy56]

Hey lillian weaver, who is your favorite sibling? If you don't have one, who is the one you like to hang out with?

Lillian Weaver: Also we haven't been doing favorites ever since our mom did, so yeah...

[plummyplums]

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Tommy, darling, I'm so, so sorry.