#mystifyingmuses

[astorywiithnoending]

(I hope this is okay! I had this idea and thought it would be cool to have a vampire Lucy with Jekyll for Halloween!) It had happened so fast, this encounter with a most mysterious stranger, before Lucy had awakened in almost a fog like state. She felt weak and her throat was extremely sensitive and sore. Whatever she had done last night had been more fierce than her normal clientele. Feeling as though she needed help, Lucy went to the one person who promised to help her- Dr. Jekyll.

Jekyll hadn’t left his lab in weeks.  He was so close to a breakthrough, he couldn’t bear to leave his work behind.  Yet when Poole announced that the lovely young lady from the Red Rat was at his doorstep, he raced up from the cellar.  His hair was a mess and it looked like he hadn’t been sleeping, but his blue eyes were still bright.  “Miss Harris.  It’s lovely to see you again.  What can I do for you?”

[thetollofthebells]

@mystifyingmuses

The pitter patter of rain distracted the bell ringer from his friend momentarily, the smell of wet stone filling the tower.

“You’re welcome to stay until it stops,” he offered to the girl behind him.

[sandersonsrunningamok]

“Not every magic potion is bad.” Sally said to the new witches in Halloween Town.

“Ours are!” Sarah chirped  There was nothing better than the thrill of being evil .  "Of all the witches working, we’re the worst!“ she sing-songed, earning a slap from her eldest sister.

[astorywiithnoending]

Esmeralda knew that her dear friend was deaf, so when it was safe to venture back into Notre Dame without being seen, Esmeralda hurriedly made her way up the belltower. Once inside safely, she pushed the cloak off her face and reached for one of the ropes, connected to the bells. Ringing it as softly, but with force as she could to get his attention, she waited for Quasimodo to come down and find her.

Quasimodo felt the vibrations of the bells.  With the dexterity of a monkey, he swung down from the rafters to meet the visitor.  His single eye lit up with joy when he realized who had come to him.  "Esmeralda!“ he croaked.  "You’re back!”

[astorywiithnoending]

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         “Well, you should learn to control your temper!” Sarah lashed out at the Goblin King, crossing her arms as she looked away from him. This wasn’t exactly how she imagined seeing him again, a poof of glitter on the floor in the middle of the stage she had been rehearsing on.  

He hadn’t meant to snap at her.  The stakes were just so high that he didn’t have the time to listen to what a monster he’d been.  He needed her to go with him.  The longer he stood here arguing, the worse his kingdom got.  He was already unsure if he’d even be able to get back to the Underground.

Unfortunately for everyone involved, the Goblin King’s ability to handle his own emotions still left much to be desired.  “Perhaps you should choose your auditions more carefully, lest you accidentally summon one of your nightmares,” he retorted, eyes narrowing.

[sandersonsrunningamok]

mystifyingmuses replied to your audio post: “ @mystifyingmuses imma just leave this here”:

Omg you’re slowly converting me to ship this couple HARD

{ how can anyone see that show and not ship it tho

so cute <3 }

[sandersonsrunningamok]

@mystifyingmuses

“Well now, cher…” Facilier could tell who it was before he even turned around. The smaller, prettier witch with the evil gleam in her eyes, had her arms wrapped around his neck. “Has it already been another year? Ha! And what do you require this time, hmm? Frightful friends?”

Sarah actually managed to refrain from chanting for once, but she did bounce once on her toes.  “Time does fly when you’re dead!” she giggled.  “Must I require something?  I did so enjoy our dance.”  It was a shame that bag of bugs had so rudely interrupted.