#mrs. gloop

[neonartistycauseidk]

Golden ticket winner parents/gaurdians/Wonka…my beloveds

(LAST ONE…!!!! For now, I’ll probably make one for the 2005 version…but this is it for now!)

[incorrect-catcf-quotes]

Mrs. Gloop: Any luck? Mr. Gloop: Of course not! How am I supposed to find a schtuffed cat in ze voods at night?! Mr. Gloop: Vy can't Augustus keep track of his toys? I must be crazy to be out here. Mrs. Gloop, calling for the stuffed cat: MIIINKAAAA!!! Mrs. Gloop: Oops. (embarrassed laughter) Mr. Gloop: I may be crazy, but I'm not as crazy as you.

[jaydencoolguy]

Yeah ok.

(Sorry it's all guys none of the options fit any of the girls)

[rolex-kaard]

redraws of quentin blake's illustrations

[aliciadurhamillustration]

"Mr. Wonka doesn't seem to think so!" cried Mrs. Gloop. "Just look at him! He's laughing his head off! How dare you laugh like that when my boy's just gone up the pipe! You monster!" she shrieked, pointing her umbrella at Mr. Wonka as though she were going to run him through. "You think it's a joke, do you? You think that sucking my boy up into your Fudge Room like that is just one great big colossal joke?"

"He'll be perfectly safe," said Mr. Wonka, giggling slightly.

[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

Some Poptropica motherly figures, cause it's Mother's Dayyyy

Which one is your favorite?

[ailius-suffers-through-art]

blink blonk here's some human bill designs im experimenting with

[welcometohermitcraft]

I love doing theatre for multiple reasons but one of my absolute favorites is the batshit insane crackships that the cast will come up with and agree upon

[rknchan]

i guess someone else has already done that but nevertheless i couldnt help :ccc

[justa-sadjellyfish]

No but why is Augustus getting killed in the musical so sad to me because they literally mentioned that he “never tried to make a friend” and in the West End when he’s up the pipe he literally says “I’m so lonely!!” LIKE THIS POOR BOY DESERVED NONE OF THAT HE LITERALLY DIED WITH NO FRIENDS. (In the musical version ik he doesn’t die in other versions)

[neonartistycauseidk]

Golden ticket winner parents/guardians…my beloveds

(MORE WWATCF BELOVEDS TO COME!!!!)

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Augustus: AAAAAA!

Mrs. Gloop: Vat on earzh are you screaming about?

Augustus: Look at mein alphabet soup!

(The letter-shaped noodles in the soup spell out the words "HELLO AUGUSTUS".)

Augustus: I svear I didn't do zis! It formed ze vords on its own! It's like a greeting from ze spirit vorld! Ghosts are real! Ghosts are real! AAAAAA!

Mrs. Gloop: Calm down. Random letters are bound to form vords efery now and zen.

Augustus: But "HELLO AUGUSTUS"?! Zat's like vone in a gazillion!

Mrs. Gloop: Augustus, zink about how many bowls of soup you eat in a veek.

Augustus: OK, good point.

[wonkaconfessions]

I have a personal headcanon that Augustus’ parents had a hard time conceiving children. Mrs Gloop couldn’t get pregnant for a long time. When she finally did the baby ended up being very sick and couldn’t put on weight and didn’t make it. When she could finally get pregnant again and it ended up a healthy baby, she ended up spoiling him with food because she was so afraid of losing another child. That’s also why she was the oldest mother out of all the parents (based on the actresses ages at the time)

[aliciadurhamillustration]

Here are a couple of poses I was playing with for the Mrs. Gloop piece.

[minniethemoocherda]

Can I Lay By Your Side?

Summary: In the aftermath of Sinister's attack, Morph struggles to get to sleep, so Logan keeps them company by watching a movie.

A/N: This fic can be read as a sequel to my other Morpherine fic "Loving You is a Losing game" but also works as a stand alone. Also cannot believe I have written two Morpherine fics in two days??? I am going insane right now!! Can't promise that any more fics about these two will be as consistent! Xxxxxx

Ao3

FF.net

Morph sat glued to the living room sofa, unable to make themselves move, terrified to go to bed to face the onslaught of nightmares waiting for them.

Mr Sinister's attack had been an ordeal for all the X-men, especially for the two Jeans and Scott who now had to grieve the loss of their son to the future. Morph's problems felt ridiculous in comparison. Sinister hadn't even controlled them again, not if you counted making Jean do it for him. There wasn't really anything for them to be upset about.

Yet every time they closed their eyes, they could feel the tendrils of Sinister's claws inside them. Morph scratched their arms, skin turning to gloop under their fingernails, digging for the mind control chips they swore they could still feel buried there.

"Pick one."

Logan slammed a box down on the coffee table in front of them, startling their edges back to a solid form.

"Huh?" Morph stammered, having not even heard their friend come in.

"We're watching a movie." Logan stated, pointing at the box.

Morph peeked over the edge to see a pile of rom-coms, their favourite genre.

"Unless you'd rather... talk... about it." Logan said, in a gruff imitation of Morph's offer back in the club. And on any other day, Morph probably would've excepted his offer, if it hadn't been Logan himself that had appeared in their nightmare. And there was no way in hell they were going to be talking to Logan about that.

"And miss the chance to finally make you watch Pretty Woman?" Morph replied, knowing that their attempt at a smile did not reach their eyes.

Thankfully Logan didn't comment on it and instead grabbed the VHS, wound it back with the tip of his claw and placed it in the player below the TV.

Morph was expecting Logan to sit in his usual spot at the other end of the sofa, so was therefore caught off guard when the Canadian sat right next to them.

They deliberately tried not to think about that fact as the opening credits started to roll. As it continued they found themselves becoming more engrossed in the film, admiring all of Julia Robert's iconic outfits, that red dress in particular giving them inspiration for whatever gala the x-men were next invited too. They allowed themselves get lost in the romance of a rags to riches tale as like all rom-coms the main character converged ever closer to a happy ending. The guaranteed happy ending, being the reason why the genre was their favourite in the first place.

The film even managed to get a chuckle out of Logan, which Morph counted as a win as they knew that with the revelation of an additional Jean, he had to be going through his own shit.

And when Morph's attention wavered and the edges of their skin started to droop, Logan placed his arm along the back of the sofa, his hand resting on their shoulder, effectively grounding them back to this reality.

Even if it did made it harder for Morph to as much attention to the movie afterwards.

Too soon the film finished and whilst Morph was feeling more solid, they still weren't ready for the concept of going to sleep yet.

Without even having to ask, Logan picked up the remote and rewound the tape back to the beginning, even though Morph knew that Logan wasn't a fan of films, rom-coms especially so. But he made no complaints as Richard Gere once again fell head over heals for the beautiful Julia Roberts.

Once again, the big ballgown scene played out and it was becoming a battle for Morph to keep their eyes open. Too exhausted to talk themselves out of it, hoping to conserve some of their energy into staying awake, Morph rested their head against Logan's shoulder. Expecting Logan to brush them off or turn it into another joke, they were surprised when he actually pulled them closer, his hand now properly gripping their shoulder as though they could physically shield them from their own nightmares.

And it must have worked as the next time Morph opened their eyes, daylight was flickering in through the living room windows. The first thing they noticed as they slowly came to their senses, was the low volume of the TV as it played the movie for what must've have been the tenth time. The next was that their whole body was pressed against Logan's side and that The Wolverine's hand had moved from their shoulder to their waist, hugging them even tighter.

"Sleep alright?" Logan asked, concern etched in the creases of his face.

Morph nodded, not trusting the words I love you to not tumble out of their mouth.

"Good," Logan said, those creases turning into a smile. "'Cus I can smell Jubilee making pancakes."

Of course that was when Morph finally woke up enough to realise that they were cuddling The Fucking Wolverine.

They practically ejected themselves from the sofa, putting as much distance between them and Logan as physically possible.

"Did you say pancakes?" Morph cried, acting as though their internal mental breakdown was actually just an over enthusiasm for food. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

Not waiting to see Logan's reaction, they sprinted down the corridor to the kitchen, not realising until they were long gone that Logan must have stayed awake to protect them all night.

[suppotato123]

The cast and crew of the Wonka movie want so bad for us to believe that Timothée Chalamet’s Wonka is going to grow up to be Gene Wilder’s Wonka, and I know he’s got a lot of years ahead of him, but I just can’t picture him falling so far from grace that he becomes that sort of person. I do think, however, that future story tellers could have a great opportunity to use his already established naivety, clumsiness, and total lack of common sense to make the golden ticket winners fall into their particular unsavory situations sheerly because of Wonka’s oversight, and not malicious intent or apathy.

Augustus: *falls into the chocolate river*

Wonka: Oh my goodness! Augustus try and swim back to shore!

Augustus: *is starting to go under*

Wonka: Okay that didn’t work! Stop struggling! Try and float on your back!

Mrs. Gloop: Vhy are you just standing zere? Call your Factory vorkers to come get him!

Wonka: *makes a thoughtful face* Huh, that makes a lot more sense, actually.