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Jeffrey Combs, Doc Haggis art doll~♡
#myart#art doll#figure#lurking fear 1994#doc haggis#jeffrey combs#he was so fun to make#i love seeing him everytime i enter my room <3#i REALLY want to make Brunt next#clay#custom figure#sewing his shirt was such a pain in the ass haha#but it was so worth it
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Spend that $10 wisely
$10 Tier
- Shran (Star Trek Enterprise)
- Anton Mordrid (Doctor Mordrid)
- Harriman Gray (Babylon 5)
- Crawford Tillinghast (From Beyond)
$5 Tier
- Weyoun (Deep Space Nine)
- Milton Dammers (Frighteners)
- Herbert West (Reanimator)
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$3 Tier
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- Jimmy Wilkins (Hunter)
- Doc Haggis (Lurking Fear)
- Andrew Paris (Phantom Empire)
$2 Tier
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- D-Day (Fortress)
- John Reilly (Castle Freak)
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$1 Tier
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- Penk (Star Trek Voyager)
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#jeffrey combs#shran#doctor mordrid#Harriman Gray#crawford tillinghast#Weyoun#milton dammers#herbert west#chaz#dinosaur bob#jimmy wilkins#doc haggis#andrew paris#Shepard lambrick#dday#john reilly#jay brooks#brunt fca#lonnie hawks#penk#father jonathan
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FΛSHION
Combsverse
#jeffrey combs edit#jeffrey combs#reanimator#grilledsnot#doc haggis#dr haggis#doctor mordrid#anton mordrid#stu frightmare#dinosaur bob#shepard lambrick#andrew paris#crawford tillinghast#Jimmy swain#combsverse
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I see that you can draw. Your Milton art was fire.
Can you draw Doc Haggis next?
Here he be! :D
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Tag Game
tagged by @thisbluespirit and @notes-from-sarah (thank you for tagging me <3 <3)
Tag game: tag people you’d like to get to know better.
Last song: broken line by enter the haggis. gutter anthems is still a banger of an album 15 years on.
Currently watching: HBO Rome, Domina, and a bunch of docs of varying historical accuracy on the fall of the roman republic and/or cleopatra. plus doing a first full watch of the 13th doctor with my bff which is so fun!!!
Three ships: aeryn x john from farscape, james norrington x elizabeth swann, and antony x cleopatra in all forms.
Favorite color: purple and green. can’t have just one!!!
Currently consuming: any and all things to do with rome/the late republic. i have been consumed.
First ship: lol probably like. maid marion and robin hood from the disney cartoon. the first ship that has had the most impact on me tho is aeryn/john from farscape.
Relationship status: pfft.
Last movie: Bedrooms and Hallways (the first hour of this is everythinggggg. it’s so jaunty and the chemistry between all the leads is UTTERLY DELIGHTFUL and then the ending is… well. whatever that was lol)
Currently working on: an antony x octavia fic because why not!!!
tagging @cpmhew @boltlightning @basiltheratatouille
#ten years later with starbucks#i put this in my drafts and it got buried 🙃#thanks y’all for tagging me!!!!!!#tag game#about me
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Bern's Night
Chapter Two: The Bonnie Lad That's Far Awa"
“His Face With Smile Eternal Drest, Just Like The Landlord’s To His Guest’s, High As They Hang With Creaking Din, To Index Out The Country Inn.” Versicles On Sign-Posts by Robert Burns 1788.
"The Needle Returns to the Start of the Song, And We All Sing Along as Before." Nothing Ever Happens, Del Amitri 1989.
January 2020.
Fred Buckle clambered up from the cellar of the Crown Inn and perched his ample posterior on a bar stool, wiping his forehead with an old bar towel he used when helping Paddy exchange the old barrels for new. Violet tutted as she placed a sausage sandwich and a mug of tea on the bar in front of him.
“Sure you don’t want one, Paddy.”
“No, I am fine Vi, just a cuppa, cheers. I had breakfast with Bernie before she went on her rounds.”
“I will have another one, Violet.”
“I am sure you won’t, Reggie. You scoffed that back like there was no tomorrow. Doesn’t your uncle feed you?”
No one replied to this as everyone knew Violet fed them both, if not at the Crown, at either her home or Fred’s.
To spare Violet’s blushes, Fred began. “I have a little beauty brewing. Be just right for Burns Night, Doc.”
“Burns Night?” questioned Vi.
“Yep, soon comes around after Christmas, Vi. Be Valentines before we know it.”
He winked, and Vi wiped a cloth under Paddy’s mug and straightened the bar towel.
“Fred, I don’t think so, not this year, anyway.” Paddy added, trying not to look at Val, who was checking the mixer fridge with visibly shaking shoulders.
“But we always do a Burns Night. It’s tradition,” protested Fred.
“No, we haven’t done one for the last couple of years, Fred, not since Wilf took poorly.” Vi had regained her composure.
“Well, it’s about time we did again.” Fred was like a dog with a bone, or in this case, a sausage.
Val, also more composed now, looked at Vi, who was in turn looking at Paddy. Tim, who had been trying to clean all the chalk marks off the dart scoreboard under Evie’s instruction, looked at his mentor and they both moved closer to the bar.
“Look, I know, Bernie. She won’t be upset because her dad’s not here to do the twiddly bits. She wouldn’t still be in Poplar if she was worried about being reminded of her dad.”
“Always wondered why she was still in Poplar.” Tim smirked and Evie frowned at him deciding it was time to enlighten everyone.
“The reason we haven’t had a Burns Night since Reverend Wilf died is because we have no one to Address the Haggis.”
“Well, Mr T could do it,” Reggie chirped in as Paddy went pale.
“Yeah, you’ll like that boss,” Val added, “any excuse to slope off and leave me on my tod behind the bar. I presume birthday girl Lorraine Kelly Mannion won’t be working either.”
Evie and Vi sighed in unison. “What?” said Val.
Paddy turned to her, but before he could speak, Val interrupted. “Don’t tell me you are scared of haggis, as well as alpacas.”
Tim, Reggie and a lurking Jack found this highly amusing, but Evie had had enough.
“No, it’s not that, it really should be a Scot that addresses the haggis. Otherwise it’s just not going to sound right, a bit like, well like when Captain Kirk sang Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.”
“Isn’t that your ringtone, Tim?” Jack smirked. Tim ignored him, as per se.
“Weezer doing Africa,” Val was beginning to understand.
“Miley Cyrus doing Nirvana,” Tim added, still ignoring Jack.
“But, Bernie is Scottish!” added Reggie optimistically .
“Yes, but it’s traditionally a man,” Vi said nervously.
“Oh, well, heaven forbid we bring Poplar into the 21st century,” Val cried. “How do you know all this anyway, you two?”
“We have been doing this for years. Wilf was a member of the Burns Society. Val, you were there at the last one we had. Must have been?” Violet explained.
“Oh, I was there alright, working behind the bar. Sorry if I didn’t have time to memorize ancient Scottish protocol while fighting off the thirsty English hoards.”
“Can we all just calm down?” Paddy sounded exasperated, and it wasn’t even ten o’clock. “Look, I appreciate while Wilf was alive, and in Evie’s time we celebrated Burns Night.” He continued, a little firmer. “Me and Mazz tried to keep it going as long as Wilf was around, but he is gone. Let’s be honest, Wilf arranged everything. Even the piper was his mate from Kelso. Do you have his number Evie? I know I don’t.” The ex-landlady shook her head. “Come on, let’s admit it, we are just pissing in the wind.”
“Dad.”
“But it’s for Bernie. You do know it’s also her birthday?” Val said sulkily.
“Yes. I do know, and if I know Bernie, she would rather just go to the pictures and a Parmo, then all this fuss.”
“Would she really?” grumbled Val.
“Dad.”
“I do know how to prepare a good Burns supper, never had any complaints in all the years.” Vi sounded defeated.
“I brewed some ale specially.” Fred’s tone was flat in a way his beer never was.
“Dad.”
“Paddy is right. Burns Night was Wilf’s night and gave him a chance to show off without having to stand behind a pulpit.” Evie reminisced. “For one night only, he could be Wilf Mannion in a kilt and not Poplar’s vicar in a dog collar. If we can’t do it properly, we shouldn’t do it at all.” Evie nodded toward Paddy.
Thank you, he mouthed in return.
“Dad.”
“Does anyone else think we are overthinking this?” Val never took no for an answer.
“Yes.” Reggie cried.
“Basically, all we need is someone who is Scottish. I mean, if I have to hike up to the Borders myself and toss one over my shoulder and bring em back, I will,” Val quipped.
“Dad.”
“Not now, Tim.”
“But Dad.”
“Not now, Tim.”
“Do they have to be 100% Scottish?” Tim asked, facing Vi and Evie, who seemed to be the authority on this.
They looked at each other, but Val stepped in. “I don’t know Tim. I will just look at the rule book. Oh, look at that there isn’t one.”
“I think we would settle for a left bollock’s worth right now,” muttered a despondent Fred.
“Fred, there is no need to be vulgar! Reggie don’t listen to him.” Vi reprimanded.
“I could do it then,” said Tim.
“You have a Scottish bollock, Turner. Does Lucy know?”
“Jack Smith!” Scalded Violet as Reggie chuckled.
“No, Smithy, but my Gran was Scottish.” Tim blushed from the neck up as is the way of teenage boys when the whole room is looking at them.
“Your gran, so Marianne’s mother,” Evie enquired.
“No, Dad’s mam.”
All eyes moved towards Paddy, who seemed to lose as much colour as Tim had gained.
“OK, so I don’t think we are going to get any further today. We open in five. Everyone back to work.”
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So, how did each crew members end up with Haggis? Like what’s their backstory?
I won’t get into SUPER DETAILS due to spoilers (which will all be labeled as “after a series of events” lol) but here’s the basic synopsis:
After a series of events, Erik became a circus performer, though very mistreated and serving under a cruel ringmaster. Haggis saw his skills in balance and sword juggling could be put to much better use, and thus offered him a spot on his ship.
Megara was a patient restaurant waitress, but was consistently berated and scolded by customers for being too scary (this included many complaints to the owner to have someone else take their orders, resulting in her being forced to work in the back constantly, out of sight). Haggis, after a series of events, definitely saw her large, intimidating stature as a plus and offered her a spot on his ship.
Goliath was once a soldier who served in the navy, but defected. They were often forced to “temper” their strength; an order by their navy captain who didn’t want his other soldiers to see Goliath, a subordinate, was indeed much stronger than him. After a series of events, Goliath saves Pama. A runaway orphan who’s always felt invisible. The two band together and leave their former lives behind. It’s at some point much later they run into the Walrus crew and agree to join.
After a series of events, DOC worked as a doctor for underground fight clubs, stitching and patching up the bruised and bloodied fighters after and in between matches. After a series of events, he meets the Walrus crew. Realizing a doctor would be super beneficial to the self destructive crew, and DOC wanting to be anywhere but there? He joined.
Finally there’s Sao! After a series of events, she served as an indentured servant under a wealthy mistress, acting as the only maid in the entire mansion. During a fancy dinner party that the Walrus crew snuck into for the free booze, food, and opportunity to steal, Haggis admires Sao’s fortitude and ability to keep a whole mansion in check by herself. After a series of events, she is convinced to join, and eventually rises to become Captain Haggis’ first mate!
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Doc Haggis: *thoughtful puppy eyes*
Lurking Fear (1994)
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Love, love, love your writing! 💖 for the fan-fic ask
Thank you so so much, sweet anon! I'm all mushy now.
💖 What made you start writing?
JILY! When I tumbled into the glorious--but sometimes weird--rabbit hole that was the fanfiction dot net jily fandom back in 2012, it was instant obsession. I would read a terrifying amount of fics in a day, and I had gone through ALL (not kidding, all) the jily fics that had over ~100 favorites on FFN (which, before AO3 popularity, was not as massive a number as it is now).
What really had me pulling up a word doc and writing though, if I had to pinpoint, were a few fics that just refused to leave my head, like the Boyfriend series by Molly Raesley, Commentarius, Haggis from Algernon, Summer Magic by movinggirl, etc. When I think back to it now, it's almost cute how I typed out a really horribly formatted and overly italicized chapter in under two hours, and--mind you, I had never written before this in my life--just straight up posted it on the site with full confidence that I'd become an overnight sensation.
Those were truly the days 😂
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Set #3 from Lurking Fear (C. Courtney Joyner, 1994)
All GIFs by @hesawifebeaterdanusethegun
#Jeffrey Combs#H.P. Lovecraft#Cult Horror#Doc Haggis#Re-Animating Horror GIFs#Horror#Horror Movies#Eldritch Horror#Full Moon Pictures#Doc Haggis Deserved Better
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This guy...
#myart#sketchbook#fanart#jeffrey combs#doc haggis#lurking fear#at this point I might be Lurking Fear's biggest fan haha
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#jeffrey combs#crawford tillinghast#herbert west#jimmy wilkins#Doc Haggis#dinosaur bob#weyoun#dday#D-Day#tumblr polls#star trek#love and a 45#reanimator#star trek ds9#lurking fear#from beyond 1986
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Combs September Day 5
Doc Haggis - Lurking Fear (1994)
#jeffrey combs#jeffrey combs edit#reanimator#grilledsnot#lurking fear 1994#lurking fear#dr haggis#lurking fear haggis#doc haggis#he’s so pretty he makes me ill#speaking of which#oh doctorrrrrrrrr <3
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Fics I’ll Never Finish - 3/∞
Fandom: Charmed
Pairing: Harry x Maggie
Words: 740
Warnings: mild smut
Maggie has lost both Parker and Harry again. She’s back to using the orb in order to cope and escape reality for a while.
Parker’s lips were on hers, hands fumbling under the bedsheets as he wedged his hips between her legs. Her eyes losing focus, mouth parted, heartbeat quickening with arousal.
Maggie’s mind was a jumbled mess, her thoughts kept circling back to one man and it wasn’t the one she was currently kissing. Every time she closed her eyes, it was the whitelighter who touched her, the whitelighter whose warm skin her hands skimmed, and whose body hovered closely on top of hers.
She knew she could put an end to it if she wanted to but she didn’t dare. She liked it too much and it was only in this fantasy world that she was able to admit her repressed feelings. But still, her subconscious wasn’t easily placated, questioning her motives at every step.
Next to the bed, a sultry, velvety voice materialized. “Can you please tell me why I’m here?”
Maggie froze, her eyes opening again and focusing on Harry who was casually leaning against the window sill with his arms crossed over his chest. He didn’t seem shocked or even uncomfortable by the sexual act happening in front of him. On the contrary, he gave her a wicked smirk, lifting an eyebrow as his eyes swept over her from head to toe.
She pushed Parker off of her, the image of him vanishing like smoke as if he’d never been there to begin with.
Maggie sat up, resting her back against the pillows, white bedsheets pooled at her feet. She wasn’t bothered by the fact that the only thing that separated Harry’s admiring glances from her nakedness was the black lace of her lingerie.
“Harry. What are you doing here?” She spoke to him as if he was actually there, like she hadn’t conjured him up herself.
He smiled, taking a couple steps in her direction. His tall and imposing frame towered in front of her. Her heart and everything else pounding with need at the sight of him and his proximity.
“You tell me. You’re the one thinking of me.” His fiery eyes trailed over her, head tilting to get a better look.
Maggie cleared her throat as their eyes met again. “I... I guess… I just miss you.” She sighed. “I want you… I want you back, Harry.”
He smiled again, this time a bit more teasingly. Like he knew the actual reason but didn’t want to say it. He was a figment of Maggie’s imagination, after all.
“You miss me so much that you’re bringing me into your orb sex fantasies?” He took the liberty to sit at her side on the edge of the bed, twisting his body as his hand gently touched her leg. “Now, what can we possibly do about that?”
Maggie moaned like she was being touched by a man for the first time. Her center throbbing as Harry’s fingers squeezed her thigh, dangerously close to her heat.
“This isn’t real…” She bemoaned, inhaling sharply.
He hummed. “Neither was all of that I just witnessed. Why is this any different?”
She whimpered, lifting her hips off the bed, unable to resist his touch. It felt too good to make it stop. She let it go on for a couple minutes, basking in the feeling of his fingers rubbing her wet slit over her underwear.
“Harry…” She cried, dying for him to do so much more. “Fuck. I can’t.”
“You can’t?” Harry asked perplexed, entirely thrown for a loop. “You’ve never been one to hold back when using that thing, Maggie. Why are you doing it now?”
Maggie caught her breath. “Because it’s you, Harry. I just want… I want…” She stammered.
“You want it to be real with me.” He finished her thought.
She nodded, biting her lip as she focused on his hand. Her legs were shaking, center longing for his touch and yet, she couldn’t bring herself to keep going. Maggie watched as Harry’s fingers slowly retreated, trickling back down, over her knee and calf.
“I’m going to find you, Har.” She promised. “I’m going to bring you back home and then…”
He gazed into her brown eyes with peaked interest. “You’re gonna tell me how you really feel about me?”
“Yes. I have to. I owe it to both of us.” The answer left her lips in a whisper as she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
When she opened them again, the vision of Harry was gone.
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Tagging my Haggie soulmates: @westwingwolf & @ithurtsbutidoitforshrek
#charmed#charmed 2018#harry greenwood#maggie vera#harry x maggie#maggie x harry#haggie#fics i'll never finish#this has been sitting in my docs folder FOREVERRR
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Not sure if we’re only allowed to submit one character at a time or not, but for your consideration:
Sumner Cavic, Mickey from Elf Man, AGIMUS from Lower Decks, Bill Knight, D-Day, Johnathan Crane/Scarecrow, Doc Haggis, The Mold, Charles Suringo from Tubi’s Butch Cassidy movies, Harold Tovar from Night of the Living Dead: Reanimation. Thank you :3 ❤️
No but seriously though you are a legend thank you for the list ;D
#jeffrey combs#Have you just seen everything that Jeffrey combs has been in?!??#like damn#i aspire to be you#goals#Ask
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“After we do this, let’s find any place else.”
“Careful where you stagger, doc.”
Jeffrey Combs as Dr. Haggis | Lurking Fear (1994)
#mine#my gifs#films#horror#lurking fear#jeffrey combs#hi folks have i mentioned im in love with this man??#pls go stream this atrocity of a film on tubi#its worth it for jeff
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