#agatha prendergast

[iamblue15]

Stop Motion Youngsters

[thelaikashowofficial]

The Winter Dance. Less than 10 days till Christmas!

[collectalong]

what i probably should be doing: drafts, irl things, literally anything else

what i did instead: cassidy kinion

[inner ring, clockwise: flame princess (at), chara (ut), lapis lazuli (su), agatha prendergast (paranorman)

outer ring, clockwise: I AM ERROR (tboi), ena shinonome (prsk), rapunzel (d20: neverafter), alyx (rwby), lake (infinity train), petunia null (the soil that binds us), susie (dr), risu/curse (drhdr)]

[whitelightning9999]

Nightmares

27. Dark

Word Count: 1312

Previous

Warning: the fic below has some minor mention of blood and disturbing images. Mostly on the level of the Movie Coraline

Coraline paced the living room. Next to her, Wybie occupied the couch.

Licking his lips, the boy spoke. “You can’t fix this”

Coraline froze, glancing at the boy.

“There’s no monster to face this time, Coraline”

She took a deep breath. “You don’t know that”

“Stan said it was brain damage, you can’t fight that.”

“I can try!”

Wybie shook his head. “It doesn’t matter how strong or determined you are. People are fragile.”

“You say that but-“

Wybie walked over to the older girl. In the past few months he had finally grown taller than her. “You can’t win a battle, if there is no war”.

“… that was super cheesy” She said leaning into him. “What do we do?”

“We’ll be there.” He pulled her into a hug.

They stayed like that for a while. Just enjoying the other’s embrace. They heard the phone go off, and the sound of shoes on wood.

“Hello?” Dipper’s voice came from the other room. “Yeah. Yeah okay. Is Mabel? Alright. Talk to you tomorrow.”

It was only when Coraline heard Dipper hang up did she pull out of the embrace.

“Was that Stan?” she asked walking into the kitchen, Wybie following her.

“Yeah” Dipper replied, staring at the ground. “The hospital wants to run a few tests tomorrow. He’s going to book a motel for Mabel and Lili.” He shook himself, smiling. “Are you settled in?”

Coraline stared at the boy, unfooled. “Aggie helped us earlier”

Dipper nodded. “I’ll call it a night then, not much for me to do, you know?”

She watched as the boy slipped past.

“Dipper” Wybie called. “If you ever want to talk.”

Coraline gritted her teeth as she heard the shoes walk up the stairs. “There may not be an enemy, Wybie, but I really want to punch something right now.”

Coraline had trouble falling asleep that night. She just stayed curled up in her sleeping bag, staring at the ceiling. Nearby she heard Wybie snoring loudly. Groaning, she turned over for the thousandth time, debating if she should wake Wybie up.

In the end, she decided to get a glass of water.

The house was silent as she creeped down the stairs. The Shack tilting and moaning in the wind, playing tricks on her imagination. She cursed herself for forgetting her phone, forced to navigate the house without a light.

Her feet touched the bottom step and a feeling of dread washed over her.

The blue haired girl felt like laughing. She had been faced to face with the worst monsters out there and she was afraid to get a glass of water? In a house with a magic barrier?

But the dread remained, becoming heavier and heavier as she drifted closer to the kitchen.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Reaching out to flip on a light.

A bolt of lightning struck outside the house. The lights stayed off.

“Just my luck” She said to herself.

Keeping her hand on the wall, she steadily walked to the kitchen.

“Co-re” a broken voice called out. “Co-ra-li-ne”

She jumped.

“Co-ra-line” the voice came again followed by static.

Slowly, she turned.

There was a light coming from the living room. Flickering on and off.

Her feet moved on their own.

“Co-ra-li-ne”

She wanted to run up the stairs. Get one of the other kids.

It was just the TV.

She breathed in relief, freezing when the voice called her name again.

She looked toward the TV seeing Raz pounding on the screen.

“Raz!” She ran towards the TV. He was too pale, deathly so. His hands were too blue. His hair and clothes stuck to his thin frame. His eyes full of panic.

“Cor—line!” He pounded on the TV.

“Raz!” She yelled again, just as the TV shorted out. Leaving her in the dark house.

A nightmarish laugh echoed around the shack.

She stayed there, staring at the nothingness of the screen.

“Coraline” A honeyed voice called.

She jumped, looking around. She knew that voice.

“Coraline” The girl bolted.

“Wybie!” Coraline yelled, slamming the door.

“Wybie! wake up!” She shook the boy roughly.

“Wy-“ The boy rolled over. A ghastly grin held by two fresh stitches stared up at her. Blood still leaking around the edges.

“Wybie?” She took a step back as the boy sat up. His eyes opening to reveal two coal buttons.

“Coraline. Where are you honey?”

She couldn’t get to the door fast enough.

“Coraline?” Dipper’s voice called. “Coraline what’s wrong?” He asked, his eyes shadowed.

“Dipper” She tackled him. “Dipper it’s the Beldam. She got Wybie. We have to get out of here” Coraline started to drag him.

The smaller boy held fast. “But Coraline” He grabbed her arm. “They’re just buttons”

Bile rose in her throat, seeing the blood crusted buttons.

“Come on Coraline” Neil spoke from beside her. “They’re just buttons”

“You won’t feel a thing” Raz spoke.

“They’re just buttons” Mabel cried with pink buttons.

Coraline covered her ears.

“They’re just buttons” The Mystery Kids echoed around her. “They’re just buttons”

The kids latched on to her. Weighing her down as she screamed.

Five sharp points turned her head. “Come now dear” The Beldam chilled. “Let Mother give you your buttons”

Coraline watched the sharp sewing needle, as it inched toward her left eye.

She bolted up, hand flying toward her left eye. A slimy, sticky liquid covered it along with the feeling of pin pricks of the needle going in and out. In and out.

Coraline dashed for the bathroom.

Trembling she lifted her hand.

A brown, button-less eye stared back at her and she collapsed in relief.

“Coraline?” Norman’s voice came from the doorway.

Taking a breath, she turned, finding the boy’s normal eyes.

“Were you crying?” The boy asked.

She wiped her eyes. “I’m fine Norman. Just a sad dream”

She brushed past him.

 Neil sat on the floor, yawning. It had been a long night for the three of them. Actually, it had been a long 24 hours.

He took another sip of his Mabel Juice, watching Norman squeeze through the door. He raised an eyebrow at his friend, sensing that he was troubled.

“Coraline was in the bathroom. I think she was crying.”

Aggie looked up. “Is she alright?”

Norman shook his head. “I think she had a nightmare like the rest of us. I guess it really has been a stressful day.”

Neil frowned, remembering Norman’s soft pleads and Aggie’s sudden burst of power. He was really hoping that he wasn’t going to be the one to explain the tree.

He hadn’t gone to sleep like the rest of the kids. Staying up thinking about what he and Raz had talked about. He had spent most of the night looking at support sites before Norman’s nightmare had begun.

After assuring Norman then Aggie, they favored to research the invisible being instead of sleeping.

It was Norman who stole borrowed the journals from Dipper’s room.

Neil looked back down at Journal #3, turning the page.

A mushroom stared back at him, apparently one could rub it on their forehead to increase brain power? Neil was surprised Dipper and Ford had not tried. Or maybe they had? That would explain a lot about Ford.

The next page was different than the rest of the journal, dried blood covered the page, like the Author had gotten into a brutal fight. But the page was blank.

Neil was about to move on when something caught his eye. A white circle cutting through the browning edge of the page.

Like something had been erased.

Neil reached over grabbing a piece of paper and a sharpened pencil. Carefully he rubbed the pencil over the paper, on top of the left page.

His gut grew heavy as cursive words covered by symbols appeared.

“Bill Cipher” He made out.

Hope you enjoy. This may be the last chapter for awhile. Working on something big and going to try to have it out by October.

#letCoralineSleep2018

[alismodworld]

I dont-

[clottedscream]

Me, in tears as I draw them: haha how are you so fucking small

[coraline-mel-jones]

Girls and their drinks

Coraline Jones

Violet Parr

Winnie Portley-Rind

Penny Forrester

Agatha Prendergast

[hazellittlebittercow]

#vacachonda #piilabatch #365vacas #365vaquitas #vaca #cow #365littlecows #365cow #365draws #365 #365cows #witch #semana42 #week42 #288 #15 #inktober #inktober2019 #tintober #tintober2019 #tintubre #tintubre2019 #paranorman #anger #aggie #agatha #prenderghast #prendergast https://www.instagram.com/p/B3pvGBEj8Dp/?igshid=1kiah0jghv3ru

[aqalbatross]

Technically I was tagged by both @saiphl and @veronicasanders but since V didn't provide any questions, I'm counting these 10 for her as well 😋

1.- What’s the first thing you think about when you wake up in the morning?

- My cats are usually the first thing I think about because before I start moving I want to know how many are on the bed with me and where, so I don't accidentally hit or kick them as I work my way out of my blankets.

2.- One thing that makes you happy, one thing that gets you sad, one thing that excites you and one thing you’ll never, ever do. And Why?

- Happy: spending quality time with my closest friends.

- Sad: pretty much anything with the news, especially if its related to politics 

- Excited: going to see my favorite performers, especially if they're working together 

- What i'll never, ever do: I'll never let 2 particular people back into my life in any capacity. There's very little that someone can do to make me cut them out completely but both of these people have pushed me beyond my limit.

3.- Favorite book with author, and a quote.

- 'Deep Secret' by Diana Wynne Jones and you get a whole damn section, not a quote.

"No," she said. It was quite pleasant. It was also like running full-tilt into an iceberg. "Leave the Empire to stew, Rupert. Word's out that it's Intended to fall apart anyway. I'm on holiday. I told you."

"But you said you would in an emergency," I pleaded.

"This," said Zinka, "is not an emergency. This is you trying the kiss of life on a week-old corpse. I repeat: no."

"I can't leave a full-scale working unattended!" I more or less wailed. "Then don't," she said. "Or get someone else in. What's wrong with Stan?"

"He's dead," I said. "Dead and disembodied and in my car at this moment."

4.- If you could bring back to life one personality of any era, who would be?

- I have two answers, one is purely selfish; it'd be Diana Wynne Jones if I could talk to her and ask questions but if there were a real opportunity to do this, then I'd pick a boy I knew in high school who committed suicide. He was a personality for sure and when he was gone, it was like a light went out in our class. I don't think he realized how much he meant to everyone despite how much laughter he brought to us every day.

5.- What’s the smell that for you means childhood?

- I can't really think of one atm. Maybe the smell of the woods since I spent a lot of time in/near them when I was younger.

6.- What’s your favorite place to be with yourself?

- A cute little secluded beach i know of in MD

7.- When was the last time you kissed someone?

- August 2nd. A queen of course.

8.- Your top 3 fruits in the world.

- Apples, grapes, and strawberries (because daiquiris)

9.- This is a very serious question, so please think twice before answering: What’s your favorite movie villain or horror character?

- The megalodons from the movie The Meg...but if it has to be a human villain then either Agatha Prendergast from ParaNorman or Horny the clown.

10.- Tell me a random fact about you - I'm limited ambidextrous. I can play sports with equipment for either, shoot a bow and arrow using either hand as dominant, and before my carpal tunnel got bad, i was learning bass as a rightie and guitar as a leftie. Also, to the frustration of my ice skating instructor, I spun and jumped as their equivalent of a leftie while she and her other students were righties.

Now here's what I wanna know about you:

1. What is your favorite book, a brief summary, and why you liked it?

2. What got you into writing fanfic in the first place?

3. What's your hobby or talent you're most proud of?

4. If you could live in any AU, what would it be and why?

5. Favorite story or moment

6. What dream or goal are you working towards?

7. What queen would you most want to be friends with and why?

8. Where do you like to escape to?

9. Favorite animal?

10. Tell me something you want me to know

I know most, if not all, of you have been tagged before but I'll damn well do it again cause I'm nosy af

@veronicasanders @missdandee @kitschypixel @saiphl @aqcitrus @piipedreams @fannyatrollop @misschimki @mistressaq @imposterzoe

[tuna-moon-draws]

Agatha Prendergast for Anon I actually have a bunch of aggies in my drafts that you gave me the energy to finish, so I will post those soon too I just love this movie so much

[iamblue15]

Laika Kids: Turning Red Transformations

Coraline: Wolf

Wybie: House Cat

Norman & Aggie: Great Horned Owl

Neil: Golden Retriever/ Great Pyrenees Mix

Eggs: Polecat

Winnie: Badger

Kubo: Racoon Dog

[readmeastory-singmetosleep-blog]

Home Again, Home Again // Open RP

Blithe Hollow had changed. Not in the drastic way it had since she'd died in 1712, but in the small ways a town did in a year or two's span. Granted, Agatha hadn't seen much last time she'd looked. It was difficult to process a lot when you're only existing as a furious magical projection.

Still. There were new buildings, given away by the un-weathered texture of their bricks. The statue in the square had been torn down as well. Now there was just a flower bed with a small plaque in the center. The scent of the flowers filled the nearby air with a sweet, barely-there fragrence.

Yes, Blither Hollow had changed, and definitely for the better.

"Maybe I should leave..." Aggie thought to herself, "The town seems much better off since I left."

Unsure, she dawdled unseen in the square, watching the people walk past.

[crowbirdart]

A quick sketch of Aggie from Paranorman.

Man, that was such a cool movie. When I watched the behind the scenes of how the made the 'Angry Aggie' scene I was blown away.

[nixter97]

Awwww...no hugs for Norman?????!!!!! DX

[coraline-mel-jones]

Hi, what's your ships?

Oh ! i am so glad you asked !

My ships :

Coraline Jones x Violet Parr

Eggs Trubshaw x Coraline Jones

Coraline Jones x Penny Forrester

Wilbur Robinson x Eggs Trubshaw

Wilbur Robinson x Winnie Portley-Rind

Kubo x Riley Anderson

Norman Babcock x Penny Forrester

Agatha Prendergast x Coraline Jones

Winnie Portley-Rind x Coraline Jones

Wilbur Robinson x Coraline Jones

[cadoized]

I would like a gif of Norman getting electrecuted by Aggie please