Merry Christmas From Mr. Wonka & Her Little Helpers.

Merry Christmas from Mr. Wonka & her little helpers. 🎄🍬

they're husbands, your honour.

'the Personifications' - Fortuna // 'Luck' & the Attendant

The God-Proprietress of the Carousel Casino is intimidating through and through, especially to those who know exactly what harsh punishments are dealt to those who lose to her. All the world is a stage, and her presence is so very demanding.

But Fortuna is also a guardian, a mother, and every act taken is made 'for their own good'. Yes, she lures in the world's most power-hungry elites, takes away their free-will, and encases them in a new in-humane shell to work for her- but if they were to make the choice to gamble, then do they really deserve the ability to make a choice at all? No. She does it to save them. And like a human bringing a stray cat into its home, she loves her collection like lesser creatures, but her companions all the same.

And so throughout the halls lined with living statues made of what used to be people, with abstract guards that only live to serve, she will give them a genuine smile, a stroke of the chin, a kiss on the cheek, to remind them that they are her chosen.

So are telling me that, you’re shipping Ms. Bucket with Willy Wonka? Or is like one-sided? I need answers

Yep! It was not planned, and usually we'd never ship Wonka with anyone; but as we went over plot points everyone listening along went 'oh. oh this works really well.'

It's two-sided, but it's one of those relationships that defy titles: they simply know that they enjoy eachother's company, that they bring out a side in eachother that no-one else does- at least, for Mrs. Bucket, not since her late husband- but Wonka doesn't care for any label outside of a product's (not to mention, Wonka has a complicated relationship with the feeling of 'love') and so they simply are.

Molly Bucket understands Wonka in ways others don't; she knows his moods, its tells, her hiding places, how to clean his office without stressing him out, how to put her back to bed when she begins to spiral at 3am. And Molly never intended for it to be this way- in fact, she initially spent time with him to try and convince him into therapy for her son's sake; she was quite certain for a long while that the chocolatier was leading Charlie along, and would soon enough drop their whole family back into poverty.

But over time, over hot chocolates and talks and listening to William's ideas and rants, she realised he really did love the factory, that he did want the best for Charlie, but that he was so complicatedly lost in his own psychology's labyrinth that his logic and methods were beyond anyone's understanding… until, as she listened, she realised some of them did make sense.

And Wonka didn't like her in his office; he doesn't like anyone in his office. But she came with hot chocolate- his favourite- and she didn't pry in the way others pry and she didn't have annoying habits and- oh her voice. Like a siren on the outskirts of a whirlpool, her voice made Wonka feel so soothed, so feminine, so delicate, like none of the stressors mattered anymore, like time had stopped and death was no longer encroaching slowly.

He began to call her petnames like Gumdrop, Butterscotch, Cupcake. She calls him Dumpling, Teddy Bear. Sickingly sweet, but what do you expect from a confectioner? Still, it's not all cutesy- Wonka's still Wonka, and still has the energy of that one cat-knife meme; he'll say something with a sinister edge, and Molly'll give him a "Oh Will!" and William will reply with a "What?! It was called for!". She can only keep him in line so much.

But over time, realising she loves this woman dearly, Molly finds it's time to drop the 'Mrs.' in her name. That perhaps her husband would've wanted this for her. And the two help eachother out in hard times.

there's your infodump if u ever have specific questions happy to answer lmao

You cannot show us a character that dresses like this, is a huge dork, and gallops like a horse, and not expect us to fixate.

Ryan Knowles' Chiron, my beloved.

More Factory Rejects, I love her to death, thank yew @brbuttons

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