Do you guys want some cider?

I’m surprised there weren’t any sort of cameos for Max, Allison, Dani, or Thackery (unless you want to count Cobweb as Binx’s cameo) in Hocus Pocus 2, I guess on one hand that’s a good thing because that movie is teeming with nostalgia as it is. But on the other hand I was wondering about those four while I was watching the movie. Like imagine poor Thackery, his soul is finally at peace and he’s been reunited with his sister, and he finally gets to relax after guarding the candle for three hundred years, and then he has to watch from the great beyond as Gilbert undoes all of his hard work, poor guy must’ve been having a conniption when he watched Gilbert trick Becca into taking the black flame candle. And as for Max, Allison, and Dani, do they still live in Salem? Because if so, then I wonder what they were doing when the Sanderson sisters returned, do you think Max looked at the sky, saw all the familiar signs of the witches returning, then saw them flying across the sky and was instantly like ‘Nope. Not again. Whichever dumbass virgin that lit that candle can deal with this bullshit on their own.’ I can imagine adult Max just being real tired and having no interest in dealing whatever hocus pocus bullshit is going on in Salem this time.

AFTER A COLLECTIVE 6-7 HOURS*

(*over the course of 3 days)

SHE'S DOOOOONE

And you know what, I'm actually very proud of this because it's absolutely my favourite set I've done.

I've never felt this good or accomplished before I'm fucking ecstatic about these dumb little legos <3

fear street hocus pocus au for upcoming spoopy times! 🎃🕯️

i would die for one (1) loveably self-destructive dumbass who lit the black flame candle because she just had to impress a pretty girl…

…i’d also die for the pretty girl who thankfully thinks dumbass antics are cute, but then has to spend the night keeping both of them alive

Hocus Pocus Chibi Tiny Tales

Oh look, Disney gave Hocus Pocus the Chibi Tiny Tales treatment! :D

I just can’t believe they didn’t bring back even one of the original hero trio.

guys i wrote another fic for a dead (?) fandom. yay. this one makes even less sense because its for both Hocus Pocus and Hocus Pocus 2 so... niche. anyways this is me promoting it. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42179013/chapters/105897750

@thebridgestarters

.｡.:*☆ Allison had not expected to actually find shops seeling magic items in Sydney in the 1920's. Finding one with a sign dangling above the door with something in latin written onto it had therefore gotten her curious, and Allison leaned forwad a little in order to peek through the window.

Although, there was not much to see, it was all dark inside. So, she tried the door handle next, only to find that the door was clearly locked. "What a shame," Allison sighed, ready to turn away and leave just when someone came walking up towards her.

"Hey!" Allison waved, willing to give it a shot. "I know my chances are slim but - you are not possibly the owner of this little shop here, are you?"

The autumn air in Sydney carried a subtle chill, signaling the arrival of the season of magic. Among the various inhabitants of the city, a particular presence stirred, one that transcended time and space. Allison Watts, who once found herself entwined in a supernatural adventure in Salem, had been inexplicably transported to the vibrant streets of Sydney.

Adjusting her attire to match the contemporary style, Allison marveled at the unfamiliar surroundings, her gaze catching the hues of autumn leaves and the eclectic mix of architecture. The echoes of a different era lingered in her memories, a reminder of the witchy encounters she and her friends faced in Salem years ago.

Now, beneath the Australian sky, Allison felt the stirrings of magic once more. A curious energy whispered through the air, and the atmosphere hinted at the enchantments that Sydney held within its bounds. With each step, Allison's intuition guided her towards a quaint little shop, its windows adorned with mystical trinkets and symbols.

Pushing the door open, the jingle of a bell announced her entrance. The interior exuded an aura of arcane knowledge, a feeling that resonated with the witch who had once faced the Sanderson sisters. Allison observed the shelves adorned with spell ingredients, enchanted artifacts, and books that seemed to hum with latent magic.

A figure behind the counter looked up from sorting herbs, and Allison recognized the kindred spark of magic in their eyes. A fellow practitioner, perhaps? As she approached, a genuine smile played on Allison's lips.

"Hello there. I couldn't help but feel drawn to this place," she admitted, her voice carrying the warmth of genuine curiosity. "Are you the keeper of the magic here?"

@totouchthcstars

Halloween was invented by the candy companies!

continued from here

Despite the circumstances, it felt good knowing that Max wasn’t alone in this. If he’d been the only one with lost memories, stumbling through life with a big piece of it missing in his head, he would surely believe he was crazy, but Allison was going through the exact same thing. He wished he could remember their relationship at the very least, his heart ached to remember it. Allison and Dani seemed to believe they were closer to figuring it all out, but Max wasn’t so optimistic; he felt like they were just closer and closer to reaching a dead end. 

He nodded despite his negative outlook, a familiar feeling washing over him as Allison grabbed one of his hands — even if he was moving on, she still seemed to make his heartbeat speed up at the slightest touch. “Well, I know you and Dani aren’t giving up anytime soon, so I hope you’re right,” he smiled. It hurt hearing the word together, because they weren’t together the way he once wanted them to be. At the end of the day, they were still exes. Dani seemed to think finding the missing pieces would bring him back to Allison, but he wondered why the missing pieces were necessary for that to happen. Once him and Allison were broken up, it was hard to see her side of things; he didn’t think any memories needed to be found to prove how they felt for each other. His hand still lingered on hers, but a small part of him wanted to pull it away. He didn’t. “So .. Where do you think we go from here? What’s next?” @saltciircles​

nobody look at me.

more fear street hocus pocus au 🎃🕯️🧹

it’s a good idea to open the evil book, right? the witches are dead, what harm could it do? it’s definitely not a beacon or anything

one is just lines, one is mostly grayscale, and the third has lesbian and pride flag colors for international lesbian day. it turned out kinda like pleasantville with the book turning them gay? no logic, just vibes

@delicatestm | Allison Watts Muse: Isabella Sanderson

"She was right, you know? M─ Winifred. You're a good witch." The red head almost let slip her relationship to the eldest Sanderson sister ── and she was a secret that needed to be kept.

what kind of spooky creature you are

gulper eel. king of the deep sea. your whole deal is swimming around with your mouth wiiiiiide open. fearless. hungry.