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Its probably obvious with my pfp but my favourite character in the witw musical is Cheryl Stoat

I REALLY wish she got more time I love her

She gets barely any dialogue but there's also a lot of personality in her little moments

and she IS more than just Chief's confidant or girlfriend or arm candy (I have seen someone calling her that) or whatever you want to say she is

AND HER DYNAMIC WITH LESSER!!

they don't get a huge amount of time together but they're so obviously close and i love them AND THEN CHIEF WIRH THEM!! the trio ever

Rosanna Bates does such an incredible job at playing her even if she's a less important character (Karli Vale is an incredible actress too!! I think they both do really well <3)

(i could talk for hours but I won't)

CHERYL STOAT SUPREMACY ‼️‼️

#wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #witw #cheryl stoat #Rosanna Bates #Karli Vale #AUGHHHHH #personally #i think chief lesser and cheryls relationship is like #“green is involved with red and blue who are involved with eachother” #but thats just me!! #polywooders

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Someone give me a writing prompt again (also AGAIN preferably witw but beggars cant be choosers)

i PROMISE it'll be better than that SHITSTORM that was the last one I wrote

I'll put more care into it PLEASE

#PLEASE.

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Wind in the Willows Musical content you made not have seen!

Harry Otter

Source: @georgiewestall on Instagram

#witwcymnhs #wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #portia otter #emilie du leslay #instagram is where i find all of these tbh

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reblogging this purely because it's my favourite picture ever

WitW musical content you may not have seen before!!

Lesser Weasel.

(source: @joshuajgannon on Instagram)

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WitW musical content you may not have seen!!

— Stoat and Lesser

— Two traumatised looking rabbit butlers

Source for both: @mikeeeee7 (Michael Larcombe) on Instagram

#wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #witw #lesser weasel #rabbit butler #ive fallen down a rabbit hole on Instagram just finding stuff to add to this collection of posts #witwcymnhs #the female butler is Emilie Du Leslay i believe #Joshua Gannon #Michael Larcombe #Emilie Du Leslay #??

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I FINISHED FRANKENSTEIN.

ITS SO SAD

A BOOK HAS NEVER LEFT ME FEELING LIKE THIS BEFORE ☹️

THE CREATURE DIDN'T DESERVE TO BE ABANDONED AS SOON AS IT WAS CREATED

#AUUUGHHHHHHH

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I haven't ever talked about it (mainly because my blog is pretty new and I've literally only talked about WitW) but I LOOOVE Alton Towers and the ride lore and the history of the place and character designs and the rides themselves and whatnot so like if anyone wants to talk about that PLEASE say because I can YAP

#alton towers #alton towers resort #should i start posting abt that too?? #alton towers resort & spa

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if characters like Portly/Portia are known their first name until their parents pass(??) and then they take on the name (or something like that I'm tired and cba to check it) "Otter" or whatever their species is, what do you think characters who are just known as their species' first names would be??

(excluding the wild wooders because I'm assuming it's different on the riverbank to in the woods but like if you want to include them by all means do)

ALSO

If there are say, lots of different otters on the riverbank, who decides which one is simply known as "Otter"?? Are they ALL "Otter"?? Did Otter call first dibs??

If this has already been answered like please tell me because none of my posts get over 3 responses and that doesn't bother me but I DO want to see what people have to say on this

#wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #PLEASE.

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Far from the tree.

Portia Otter

They say an apple doesn't fall far from the tree. But really, who's they? Which tree? What kind of apple?

People talk about apples and apple sauce, but what about other fruits? What about vegetables? Take onions for example. What about onion sauce? Why is it that people talk about apples? At what point does using any other fruit or vegetable as an example not make any sense?

Onions don't have the same layers as any other onions on the inside, but on the outside, they're hard to tell apart.

An Otter pup poked and prodded a small pile of onions she had found, just lying in a basket, dumped on the ground. Portia didn't like onions, not at all, but she looked at them anyway. She was bored, and there was no food to chase after. Her Mother would tell her to just go swimming, but she didn't want to, not right now.

Once, she had gone near the Wild Wood, but before she could get too close, she had been grabbed by a strong arm and angrily lectured, as mother dragged her away. She had never been keen on the Wild Wood, not at all, but in the last year she didn't like Portia going too far. Not since Father had disappeared with no trace.

Portia knew her mum knew something, but she refused to tell her what. All Portia wanted was to know where Dad had gone.

Sometimes, an older animal would tell her, “You’re just like a smaller version of your mother, you are!”, and fondly pat her on the head.

It's not that Portia didn't like being given treats and patted on the head, but she didn't particularly think she was like her mum. Her mum was boring, and angry all the time, and stiff. But she was also warm, and kind, and bright, when she wanted to be.

But whatever the pup wanted to do for fun, mum always shot down with an, “Absolutely not!”, Or a, “There’s no way in the blimmin’ Gates’a Dawn I'm letting you do that!”

Portia had climbed an apple tree, creeping along a branch, towards a nice little worm, when she heard the voice calling to her. She groaned, and rolled her eyes.

“Portia, you get down from there right this instant, Missy! You know very well that Otters do not climb trees!”

“I’m fine!”

“You won't be when you fall out and break your neck!”

Spoilsport.

Portia clambered down carefully, landing on the grass with a small thud.

“There!” She put her hands on her hips. “I’m safe and I'm not hurt!”

Mrs Otter looked down at her daughter, with an expression she couldn't exactly decipher. Was it Pity? Or Worry? Or Disapproval?

It seemed as if she was remembering something from a long time ago, and was about to go into a ramble. Portia didn't want to stick around for that, and she scrambled off before her mother could speak.

“Bye Mum!”

“Wh— Portia!”

#i dont even know ehat this is #drabble?? #Portia Otter #Mrs Otter #Mrs Otter and Portia #Mr Otter?? #wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #witw

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me when I nearly got into a fight with a year 7 on the bus because he mocked me for eating off brand crisps

#maaaan that was weird #not my proudest momwnt #actually fuck that #i was PROUD

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WitW musical content you may not have seen before!!

Lesser Weasel.

(source: @joshuajgannon on Instagram)

#wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #lesser weasel #Joshua Gannon #i love his curly hair #wild woods #witwcymnhs

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YES!!! HI!!! I'VE BEEN IN IT FOR A WHILE BUT I'VE ONLY JUST COME ONTO TUMBLR!!

Wind in the willows fandom are we still alive? I need to talk about Ratty again

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WitW musical content you might not have seen before!!

Mole playing tennis on stage

(source: @willowsmusical on Instagram)

#wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #mole witw #witw #Craig Mather #moley <3

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I am UNSTOPPABLE

#duolingo

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A little drabble with Chief, Lesser, and Cheryl on Halloween?

THANK YOU FOR THIS ANON ILY!!!!

It was that time again. When pumpkins are carved and lit up. When kits gather around the bonfire to try and frighten each other. When the swallows felt like a distant memory. It was the heart of autumn.

One such indication of the season was screaming, coming from the Wild Wood. The young of the Riverbankers would dare each other to get close to the edge of the place, before scrambling away in terror, and telling their friends in disbelief.

Unbeknownst to the Riverbankers, nobody was being killed and eaten by foxes. Actually, quite the contrary. The screaming came from a Weasel. A Weasel who had just been frightened by a Stoat.

Cheryl cackled, pulling the picnic blanket off of her head. Lesser huffed, and crossed his arms. He hated when everyone started to decorate for Halloween. Especially in the Wild Woods, when in the late afternoon, it got dark early, and the little light that reached them disappeared. It made everything look so much more frightening.

The Stoat scratched another tally onto the column labeled ‘CS’, that she had ‘graciously’ marked into a tree, as a way of keeping score on their ‘competition’. Really, it was just a way to boast the amount of times she had frightened Lesser, as his side had no marks.

“Just you wait..” He murmured, glaring at Cheryl. The Stoat scoffed in response. “Wait for what? You to wet ya’self? You jumpin’ into Chief's arms?”

Cheryl’s brows furrowed. Lesser shrugged.

Cheryl sprawled out over a rock, and dramatically threw her arms in the air. “Oh, hold me! The big scary Fieldmouse is going to eat me!” She cried, with a wicked grin.

“I’ll—”

Lesser was interrupted by a strange sound. Their heads turned in unison, towards the Weasel, who was clambering out of a den. Chief joined the pair, holding an excessive amount of toilet paper rolls, which he began to unload onto Cheryl, who began to unload onto Lesser.

“We’re headin’ to Toad Hall!” He declared. Lesser furrowed his brows.

“It’s not nighttime?”

Chief shot him a look. Lesser was now holding all of the rolls, and began to unload them back onto Cheryl.

“We’re helping them decorate, then.”

Eventually, they hopped over the fences, and crossed the extravagance of grounds surrounding the manor, getting close enough to throw the bum fodder.

Chief fired the first shot with glee, followed closely behind by the other two. Lesser was in the middle of throwing a roll, when he tripped over a pile of them. It went in the opposite direction he was aiming for, and got itself wrapped around Chief.

The latter chased the weasel, accompanied by the hysterical laughing of Cheryl. It must have caused quite the commotion, because a window opened, and the figure of a rabbit yelled out.

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?” He shrieked out at them.

Apparently the three had stationed themselves close enough to decorate the hall, but not far enough to not be spotted by staff.

Chief yelled the word they all thought.

“SCRAM!”

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Im sorry its short AND late AND shitty but I struggled writing Halloween in April 😞

#wind in the willows #wind in the willows musical #chief weasel #lesser weasel #cheryl stoat #drabble #fic #polywooders #anon didn't specify if they wanted a ship or not so its up to interpretation

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it's finally here!! For some reason it didn't come with the others, but I'm not complaining!!

#dostoveysky #notes from the underground #classic literature

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Someone give me a writing prompt PLEASE

I'll do literally anything 😞😞

(preferably witw but beggars can't be choosers)

#RAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH #give me a writing prompt #fanfic #fanfiction author