#duct tape halloween art
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Every year, Danelle does a different themed garage door using only duct tape. She does this freehand, using nothing but rolls of tape.
She doesn’t use a template, projector or even scissors. She just tears off tiny strips and pieces until she gets the right shapes etc.
She warns that her garage door is powder coated with a baked on type enamel and once Halloween is over, it just peels off and doesn’t leave a residue or take the coating off.
Some people have tried this on painted and other finish doors and have ruined them.
She scores the sections of the door with a knife so that it still opens and doesn’t rip the design.
She’s been doing this for approximately 10 years now.
3 years ago she entered a nationwide contest sponsored by Duck Tape brand and won the grand prize for most creative use of duct tape.
This year she’s doing the werewolf and ran out of tape. Still has some work on the trees, a couple of tombstones on the left and a few random bats to go. She’s used 5 rolls so far and probably 1 or 2 rolls are still needed.
Halloween forever
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what did u make your pig mask out of, or just how did you go about making it look as cool as it does? I’m thinking about being Amanda next Halloween but idk if I wanna do the full latex rubber mask that covers my whole head
Hiya!! So I made it out of cardboard, tacky glue, duct tape, fabric, acrylic paint, a bit of embroidery thread, and a bit of modge podge!
There’s a way to cut cardboard to where you can bend it so I did that and used duct tape to secure it where I wanted. I made it in pieces: the mask shape, the ears, and the snout.
I then painted with two coats of acrylic paint over the cardboard a sort of pinkish white.
After that I cut some stretchy white fabric that used to be a tank top, and I started gluing it on. I made the wrinkles with the fabric by bunching it where I wanted. Putting the fabric on it and gluing it in all the places you want it to be makes the mask more secure.
After that I got my acrylic paints and went at it. I painted it how I thought it would look good basically. I also used pictures of the pig mask both from the movies and dead by daylight concept art.
the mask will be pretty stable then and isn’t gonna break on you super easily.
Then I used some embroidery thread and rolled it in little pieces in glue and glued it in x’s at the bottom.
After that I just used some glossy modge podge to add shine in some places like blood drips and highlights since the mask is supposed to be rotting! Hope this helps!!!
I can’t remember weather I posted the progress photos or not so here they are
#saw pig mask#amanda young#amanda saw#amanda young saw#saw franchise#saw#saw movie#saw movies#saw posting#amanda young cosplay#saw cosplay#pig mask#the pig dead by daylight#the pig dbd#the pig cosplay
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I hit 100 followers this week, which is WILD. To celebrate, we interrupt the deluge of House of Wax nonsense for the softest, fluffiest Michael Myers fic ever penned. Inspired directly by this art by the talented @stabbyhandsmcmike.
Spa Night
How tense do you think those big murdery shoulders are? I bet you could help with that.
Rating: Explicit/NSFW, minors DNI
Length: 1.5k
CW: brief smut, oral, just enough blood
GN!Reader POV
Although it cannot be said that Michael Myers has a particularly healthy outlet for negative feelings, he is generally good at communicating to you when he has emotional needs that cannot be filled by a knife in someone’s chest. While his definition of self-care is patching up bullet wounds with duct tape, he seems to have comfortably adjusted to the idea that he can come to you for healthier outlets like movie nights, art supplies, blow jobs.
However, you notice that he has been sleeping even less than usual lately. He goes out every night and comes back blood-soaked. You get the sense he is taking on bigger and bigger targets – groups, maybe, or even someone close to his own size. He doesn’t often sustain injuries, but he comes home one night with two broken fingers, the next with a broken nose and a split lip. You inquire; true to form, he does not answer. He shrugs off your worries like they are small and irritating insects. But you can tell he is troubled. Whatever instinct drives him into the night has been restless and relentless.
So on Friday night, when he barges through the door dripping so much blood he leaves footprints on the kitchen floor, you are prepared.
“Welcome home,” you beam despite the mess. He looms over you, pulls off his gore-flecked mask, takes your chin in a sticky red hand and kisses you hungrily. “I have a surprise for you.”
Michael backs off, immediately wary. He does not like surprises. He prefers to be the surprise.
“It’s okay,” you say, wiping the blood off your face with your sleeve. “It’s nothing too new. I just know you’ve been stressed lately. I want to help you relax.”
He cocks one eyebrow and tucks his fingers into the waistband of your pants, tugging you closer.
“No, not that, not yet,” you laugh. “Let me show you.”
He furrows his brow and follows you up the stairs to the bathroom. You turn to watch him take it all in: the steaming bathtub still filling, the candles perched on ledges around the room, the dish of assorted Halloween candy. Michael looks at you blankly.
“I know you don’t like a lot of fuss, but I just want you to try it. I think it might help. Hey – no candy unless you get in the tub.”
He scoffs and continues reaching past you, snagging a marshmallow circus peanut and stuffing it in his mouth.
“Come on, baby.” You take hold of his zipper and pull it down his chest. “I’ll get in with you.” He’s still working that marshmallow over but seems invested. He shrugs out of the jumpsuit and strips off his shirt, both of which you take immediately to the washer. You’ve learned that blood comes out best when washed quickly.
When you return, he has lowered himself into the bath and is picking candy corn out of the bowl. Ribbons of red spiral through the water and turn it the color of grapefruit. He watches you undress with that steady, covetous stare that still makes you tingle. Before you get in, you queue up a playlist on your phone: death metal, but it comes through your Bluetooth speaker at an agreeable volume.
He does not like it when you step into the tub behind him, until you slide your legs along either side of his hips and gently pull him back against your chest, which he likes very much. He settles in comfortably and you know you lucked out having a bathtub just barely large enough to accommodate his nearly seven-foot frame.
“I’m gonna add some bubbles if that’s okay with you.”
He pops a piece of licorice in his mouth and runs his hand up your leg, which you take as an affirmative.
The water churns up the bubbles until you ask him to turn it off, which he does with his foot. He runs his fingers through the foam and you are pleased that he seems to have relaxed a bit already. The man is a sucker for trash candy and physical contact. You cup water in your hand and let it dribble out over his chest, rinsing off the blood in runnels.
“What do you think?” you ask, cupping his pecs in both hands.
He squeezes your calf.
“Not so bad, huh?”
He flicks water off his hand and sweeps his index finger through the flame of a nearby candle. You roll your eyes and reach for the candy. He slaps your hand away.
“Hey now. Can I have a candy corn?”
He shakes his head and hands you a piece of Dubble Bubble. When you bite into it, it feels like it’s a million years old. Why does it always feel like it’s a million years old? He takes one too and quickly blows a bubble.
“Wow, I didn’t know you knew how to do that.”
He snaps the gum indignantly.
With great care, you trickle a little water onto his head. “Will you let me wash your hair?”
He cranes his neck back to look up at you and closes his eyes. You set about thoroughly wetting his hair and then massaging shampoo through his scalp. When he takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, you smile. You take your time rinsing out the suds, combing in conditioner with your fingers, rubbing circles into his temples. He snaps his gum one more time before taking it out and sticking it to the side of the tub.
“Michael,” you scold, “you know you can swallow your gum. It’s not going to stay in your stomach for seven years or whatever.”
He gives you a look that reassures you, you are a fool, then closes his eyes again to let you rinse out the conditioner.
When the water begins to cool, you urge him up and drain the tub. Under a warm shower you wash off all traces of blood properly from both of you. He boxes you in between his arms and kisses you, wet ringlets hanging around his face. He tastes like so much sugar. His hand wanders between your legs and he strokes you until your thighs shake and you buck against the wall.
“This night is not about me,” you tell him without conviction.
He sucks at your neck, unconvinced. Of course it’s about you, because he is about you.
“Come with me to the bedroom, I have a few more things planned.” You do not need to tell him twice.
He reclines on the bed and lets you take him with your mouth and hands. When he’s close he grips the back of your head, his abdomen clenching, sheets balled in his fist. After he finishes, he gazes at you through half-lidded eyes with his head tossed back on the pillow.
“Beautiful boy,” you murmur as you crawl up and sit against the headboard beside him. “Will you let me massage your back?”
He looks at you with lazy curiosity.
“You just have to roll over,” you tell him.
Michael obliges, bunching his pillow up beneath his chin.
“This might be a little bit painful. I’m sure you have a lot of knots. But it’ll feel good, I promise.”
You begin to work him over, starting at the small of his back, knowing his shoulders are going to be a minefield of tension and deciding it would be best to build up to those. You rub a lotion into his skin that smells like bergamot and citrus. Some of his scars are raised beneath your fingers, others are so old they have melted flat into his flesh. He is still and quiet until you reach his upper back, and then he grunts and rolls his shoulders as you tackle knots that have been there so long, they have become features of his anatomy.
You keep waiting for him to get fed up and push you off of him, but he doesn’t, merely clenches the pillow and groans. There are so many ways he’s never been touched, so many things you get to do first for him.
You conclude by very tenderly pushing your thumbs along either side of the vertebrae in his neck. He never lets you touch his neck, but tonight the growl he releases into the pillow is almost a purr.
“How do we feel?” you ask. He turns his head to look at you out of the corner of one eye. You have never seen such naked adoration in his gaze. You’ve also never seen him look so relaxed, so comfortable. You smile and brush his curls off his forehead. “Ready for bed, I think.”
He shifts just enough to let you scoot underneath him, settling into his favorite position, sprawled on his stomach between your legs with his head nestled in your chest. You comb your fingers through his hair until his breathing deepens and your serial killer, eased of his demons at least for the time being, sleeps at last.
#my writing#michael myers x reader#michael myers x you#michael myers fanfic#halloween fanfic#slasher fucker#slasher fanfic#michael myers fluff#minors dni
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Hey! Do you mind if my friend and I dress up as your duct tape wizard (& poor bleeding knight)? We’re brainstorming Halloween/convention looks and we both love your art
Oh hell yeah go for it!!
#and if you're comfortable with it I would Love to see photos#but zero pressure if not#privacy and internet anonymity are very cool
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This Week’s Horrible-Scopes
It’s time for this week’s Horrible-Scopes! So for those of you that know your Astrological Signs, cool! If not, just pick one, roll a D12, or just make it up as you go along. It really doesn’t matter. Better yet! Check out “Heart of the Game, Fredonia” and see if they can sell you those D12’s with the symbols on them. Tell them “Shujin Tribble” sentcha. And “Hail, Hail, Fredonia!” Home of the Blue Devil!
Continuing the Spooky-Month theme, we’ve generated a random list of horror movie titles and are going to make up a new plotline for each one. If you already know these movies, just know that we’re not sorry in the least.
Aries
In your movie titled, “Ginger Snaps”, you find yourself in the Upper West Side of Manhattan, NY in the mid-1950’s. Two groups of young men with slicked back hair are approaching you; They're all redheads. Suddenly music by Leonard Bernstein sings out of a window adorned with the Puerto Rican flag. Can you sing and dance your way out of this rumble in the concrete jungle?
Taurus
The year is 1986 and you find yourself in a musical recording studio. You’re the engineer working on the album, “Fore!” by Huey Lewis and the News. The band members are in isolated rooms when an overhead waterline breaks, spilling over the high voltage circuits for the building. Can you escape without being electrocuted? Can you get the band out too? Find out at the end of the 93-minute feature, “Jacob's Ladder”!
Gemini
Your movie is, basically, just… “Being John Malkovich”, but set in the early 80’s with a new musical soundtrack. Can you pilot a John Malkovich bio-mech suit while listening to Ska music in the musical-thriller feature release, “In the Mouth of Madness”. Let��s watch it at the drive in and find out.
Cancer Moon-Child
You and your friends have driven out to an old wooden shack of a house in the middle of nowhere, Tennessee. The trees surrounding you whisper in the breeze. Dead leaves keep splattering against the door and windows. There’s an old, creepy book with a face on it and a trap door to the cellar, chained and padlocked shut. Suddenly everything goes quiet! Deep footsteps can be heard on the wooden porch just before a shotgun blast tears off the lock. As the door opens, the silhouette of the most glorious chin in the world is revealed. Can you overcome… “Cabin Fever”? Opening Halloween Weekend.
Leo
You find yourself crouched behind a wooden crate in a blocky world with footsteps around you. You’re wearing dark military gear with a matching headband. A muted green glow on your wrist tells you what you’re needed to do: sneak into this facility, find some highly secretive intel, and bug out before you’re spotted. Will you avoid all the patrols and CCTV cameras in the world of…. “Whisper”?
Virgo
This is more of an Art Piece than a Horror Movie. Think “Saw”, but with the snobbiest wine taster you’ve ever known. Duct Tape them to a chair; ankles to neck to wrists, and have them watch in horror as their glass of wine sits on a table, out of reach, about to have the most vile desecration done to it. Because suspended over it, on a string, is a brick of ice - moments away from dropping into it. Welcome to…. “The Cube”!
Libra
She’s out there. You know she is, but you can’t know where. Flitting from tree to tree, mocking you. Daring you to find her. Imitating people’s voices that almost sound like people you knew. Even making comforting sounds to distract you. Your only weapon of defense… a pocket full of corn kernels and raisins. Welcome to the terror of… “The Crow”.
Scorpio
A first-person view’s Coming of Age story. You’re terrified, looking back and forth wildly. You know where you are - you’ve seen all these landmarks before when your mom drove you to the bowling alley with her for league days. But now you’re on your own. Your Huffy 5-speed bike under you as you look for the right road to get there… or will you chicken out and try to find your way home? Can you find your way without a map before your classmates find you? How will you survive… “A Nightmare on Elm Street”?
Sagittarius
It’s April. You’ve put off all the math until the last minute thinking you’ll be able to get everything done in time. But Midnight is fast-approaching and you don’t know where your tax deductions box is. You need to make it through, “Friday the 13th”! Released direct to video because no movie theatres would screen it!
Capricorn
Poor fifth graders, trying to grow up and be the Top Dogs of the school. They thought it’d be easy. They… Thought… Wrong. They’re outnumbered Ten-to-One with littler students who intend to make their last week of classes Hell on Earth. Welcome to the next chapter in…. “The Frighteners”!
Aquarius
Join us in a mild-mannered office, with a mild-mannered man, doing a mild-mannered job. Meet “Carl”, lead animator on one of the most popular childrens’ Saturday Morning Cartoon Series of 1969. But he’s trying to hide secrets from his Quality Checker. Smeared motions, missing facial features, wrong character placements from wide to close shots… Will he get paid this week, or lose his job? Follow Carl’s terror as he is… “Haunted”, by Hanna Barbera Studios.
Pisces
You were paid last month, but something’s wrong; you’re running out of time for your monthly auto-payments. The New Year’s party time was great, but now you’re literally paying it off with your life. Welcome to March as you try to survive… “28 Days Later”!
And THOSE are your Horrible-Scopes for this week! Remember if you liked what you got, we’re obviously not working hard enough at these. BUT! If you want a better or nastier one for your own sign or someone else’s, all you need to do to bribe me is just Let Me Know! These will be posted online at the end of each week via Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Discord and BLUESKY.
(Calling out @scoobydoomistakes specifically on this one!)
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Alright kiddos, let's see... Criminal Minds 16x08 "Forget Me Knots".
Spoilers and "thoughts" under the cut:
Okay, so the previouslies are JJ and Will heavy...ruh roh. We gonna find out Will's been lying about his health still?
LOL I'm still so excited. It's so funny that I'm still emotionally jazzed up by this silly show.
Hahahaaha Penelope "that's not how this works" finally
I guess it would be uniquely easy to kidnap real estate agents.
ZOMG THE KIDS ARE BACK. Henry you are SO FREAKIN TALL
I'm still laughing to myself about the...section of artful shag carpet?...hanging above the Jareau-Lamontagne fireplace.
Will I wish you had better taste in ties
aw no, Henry overhearing adult things. Hope you're ok bud.
it's so nice when a serial killer can share photos of his children to make himself seem disarming and safe.
there's that $400 of duct tape being put to good use!
oh no - is she supposed to be a surrogate for his wife? *grimace!*
yeah lady I also would be like WTF save you're fucking marriage? WTF???
EMILY VOICEOVER...hello hottie (voice)...
GOD. how are you so beautiful? every time. Every Time!!!
Aw, isn't it nice, law enforcement agencies working together to circumvent...rules and stuff
hot.
PG I really like this lil' jacket number
And Luke, welcome to the brown suede jacket club.
Oh HO. So Now we are calling PG out!! They know she is Getting Some. lol ok
Oh, Henry buddy. Budding investigator apparently (knows how to Google). He's sweet. Where....where where is this going? Is Will still going to die? This honestly feels more like...normal family stuff frankly. Maybe I am searching too hard for *meaning*. But usually...look, it's a TV show. It's usually going somewhere.
this poor woman is doin' her best, but she's gonna die.
damn, that's cold. she's tanking her marriage (ish) to make it through.
Luke and Tara partnered up! yay!
Tara, when is your turn in brown suede?
why would Indio police immediately contact FBI? Just on the 'strength' of the 2nd street connection? shenanigans. but ok.
"JJ and I will run interference with the AG" sounds....slightly promising. can't wait for no onscreen follow up on this idea!
awww. Sicarius is Murder Santa!
I should also learn how to stay off camera. But for fun and profit (not murder).
"Copy you"??? what.
murder elf picking up the package...
poor lady, she just wanted to sell some houses.
Extreme Home Makeover Ty Guy??!! Selling me gambling apps??
jeez. that's a huge fucking list of missed calls bud.
An ENTIRE SCENE with Emily and JJ in the same room all by themselves. what a gift. yes they are doing crime solving. of course they are!!! i love them.
yes they both look super fabulous, because of course they do!!!
just to reiterate for no one, i do not watch this show for the crime or the crime solving. nor the naturalistic dialogue lmao.
murder elf dead. lady hang on!!
Ramona I'm so proud of you. First, extremely fast resuscitation, A +. Second, you're alive babe! But you really should get your husband to change his hair/beard situation.
Yes, bazillion sounds about right. I do kind of miss CM depicting agents actually doing any kind of tedious investigative work.
EMILY. You are so gorgeous. Dear AJ Cook, thank you for this shot that is just Emily at her desk. I am not mad about it.
Yeah, so Henry. JJ is this going in the "I have to leave the FBI" column? Is that where this is going?
Henry you are my most favorite now of all. They are terrible liars. And this is a sweet through-line from the ol' "monsters" thing at Halloween five million years ago.
Oh! a real live timeline clue. "It's been 10 days since you walked out of this house."
uh oh crazy eyes time. he is gonna kill his wife. oh no. I really thought for a second the doorbell was going to be another murder elf. David Rossi!!!
I wonder if this will 'end' with Elias turning himself in to the FBI to try to salvage the remainder of his life. Hm.
Okay. As far as episodes go, this one again felt like filler - like connective tissue leading up to something(s) bigger. Ultimately not particularly interesting in its own right. But, bright spots? Not so little Henry Lamontagne. A nice bit of Tara & Luke camaraderie. Emily Prentiss looking fine as hell, as per usual. And some more Elias Voit time, if that's what you're into (I'm not, but it's not horrible).
Really missing...Rebecca, right about now. So Tara stopped freaking out about her phone and then.....nothing? Gimme a little something here, CM. An indication of some kind. Emily running into Rebecca in the hallway (oh wait, Rebecca got pulled back to DC, no longer at Quantico). Anyway, want more of that. I'm not mad there was no overt follow up on the Garcia/Tyler sitch. It's coming, I'm sure.
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October Film Bonanza ‘22
I’m thinking about that one method of planning- like a fractal, start broad and then work on increasing levels of finer detail.
I want to rearrange the order of some scenes for Chaos Corridor, which will make room for an additional TV Room scene right before the one we all know and love.
This idea will incorporate a recent idea about redoing all the DS9 footage with AFB equivalents. Can we do “The Royale”? It was a good commentary, but was it AFB worthy? Well, we give it the Beavis and Butthead treatment. I remember that the Quantum Leap episode idea didn’t pan out very well- that commentary wasn’t funny or animated- we were watching the episode, mostly, which is fine, but not a good source of material. The Royale was good enough of a commentary that I have a VHS tape of the episode with the commentary laid over it. I realized a day ago that I’m free to turn all these new, preowned tapes into STID commentaries- ha! I took them off YouTube and put them on video tape. HA! I got to do at least one, and make a nice box for it. OH, SHIT! It needs to be in a special box set, and it looks like the Color Coded Stoniness Chart!
SHIT!
Wrong website, Floyd.
FINE!
I need to watch the tape, and thinking about those scenes, those comments, and why I felt they were worthy of being on a tape. Part of it was that I had a copy of the episode, but that was actually serendipity because I was interested in using the episode before I made the realization that I already did the hard part and was free to advance in the project. Home stretch.
Okay, so... stop thinking about the tapes... Breathe.
Breathe...
These old images are like collector’s items now. I’ve bypassed the cringe that came with earlier batches of seven year old PNG files.
STID is relevant, though. And that was a good commentary. Is it fit for AFB, though? I need to find out.
And when I do, I want to create those scenes with my season 2 action figures. REH-MAKH-AH-BULL... PROOF! Are you high, sir? It was the episode selected- HERE WE GO! The episode was selected because it was the episode where Picard does NOTHING. Nuff said. Well... it’s a start, anyway.
I figure this out, then I film it. What do I need to do a passable scene of this. Should I get a little Halloween skeleton for the Col. Richey scene? FUCK YEAH!
Or maybe it should be the little art mannequin... if I can remember what we did with it. That’d be kind of fitting, anyway- the action figure reduced to a... reduced state.
Then, there’s the framing of that footage- the return of the TV room. I might have to make a second Cascadia couch. The one I’ve been using is sunbleached and has been around for an unnatural amount of time for a piece of construction paper origami and duct tape. Shit’s falling apart here! It might be time to consider a replacement. I’ll continue to use the old one until they get the couch into the Corridor of Chaos.
Whatever I do, I’ll get to it. It can lead to scenes where Moxie and Newton in the office room can be used, where that scene can finally be upgraded so it fits the current vision. It can blossom quite a bit of this project, help get this hulk of a picture movin’ again.
I suppose getting to that commentary is the next immediate step.
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A Halloween themed rose!
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I hope Travis McElroy likes Danny's crayon drawing we gave him Danny worked really hard on it and I think its pretty cool
#the last con we went to Travis signed our duct tape and cardboard BoB bracer from our Taako Halloween costume#and Danny gave him this giant beautiful crayon art#and he barely had time to take it cause the line was huge but i really hope it brings him joy#songs that the hyades shall sing
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Protégé
pairing: red hood!jason todd x robin!reader, slow burn
warning: swearing
a/n: for context, this is somewhat loosely based off of Battle for the Cowl (2009) which I definitely recommend as a read!
There was something about falling that you would never, ever get tired of.
Ever.
Probably.
With the wind whistling in your ears, your hair floating up in a million directions, and your limbs seemingly weightless as the buildings and lights blurred into one endless streak of color, the rush of adrenaline that ran through your body right before your grappling hook shot out and you landed quietly on the concrete was about a million times better than any sparring session back at the cave.
You grinned as you straightened, rather proud of the fact that you had actually managed to land so smoothly without nearly paralyzing yourself. Again.The landing was something you had been working on for a while now.
You could practically hear Bruce’s voice ringing through your head after your little stunt, lamenting on and on about how you had more important things to focus on during patrols, and you let out a sigh as you ran down the backway of the nearly empty streets.
The heavy man who had been bound up with a decently made gag and one of Bruce’s fancy tech pieces (Batcuffs, maybe? Something else with Bat smacked in front of it?) grunted beside you.
“What? Not like you had someplace to be.” You grabbed the back of his rather tacky-looking spandex suit to drag him along back to where your mentor was supposed to be.
Despite your (many) disagreements and his (many) criticisms of your hand-to-hand combat skills, attitude issues, and pretty much everything else relating to you, Bruce had actually still allowed you to go off on your own tonight. It might’ve been because he wanted a few hours of nothing but beating up petty criminals by himself for stress-relief, it might’ve been because he had started trying out that whole independence thing with you a little more (even though you were still only permitted to be about five blocks or so away), it might’ve been plot-convenience - but either way, you appreciated the gesture.
It didn’t take long for you to pull your new friend over to what should’ve been your rendezvous point with Batman, letting the man drop with a dull thud and a grunt of protest against the concrete as you glanced around for the other man. You weren’t particularly concerned by the fact that the Bat himself wasn’t there yet - after all, he was the goddamn Batman. He’d show up eventually. In the meanwhile, you decided to go over the information you had gotten on the criminal with you.
Just for the sake of it. Bruce would make you go over it anyways.
“Drury Walker, thirty-two years old, found him trying to mug someone in a back alley and make an escape. Called himself…” you paused, looking down at his sorry-looking outfit for a few moments while he looked up at you with murder and vengence in his eyes. “...Killer Moth.”
“Killer Moth?” A completely new voice repeated in disbelief, causing you to immediately whirl around to face them in a fight stance, heart racing at a million miles per hour. The guy in front of you had his hands up in the air, his face concealed with some sort of red knock-off Iron Man helmet. He was gonna get copyrighted by Marvel Studios. “Shit, sorry,” he started at the sight of you, still leaning up against one of the walls. “I was supposed to make a wholeass dramatic entrance, but you said his name was Killer Moth and that-” The man made a noise that was either a sharp cough or a laugh of some kind. “-sounded so fucking lame I couldn’t help myself.”
Despite the fact that you were definitely in some sort of major trouble with this new guy, he really did have a point. Even Killer Moth himself would’ve been embarrassed by how trash his name was, if not for the fact that he looked like he was on the verge of an aneurysm - understandably so, since the new guy had produced not one, but two guns out of apparently nowhere.
“And let me guess,” he continued, pointing one of them at your head, his tone still all-too light and easy. “You must be the Bat’s brand-new Robin.”
Now this is where most people would've shut up and proceeded to be complicit with the dude holding two guns. But Batman hadn’t seen reason and made you his (sort of) partner because you were like other people. Hell no.
“Do I look like a traffic signal to you?” It had been the very first of your amendments with Bruce. You would not be fighting crime looking like a literal traffic signal or, at best, a clown from Haly’s Circus. And the tiny green shorts had to go. “Or Robin Hood?” The guy had a rather awkward pause where his gun sort of dipped. Killer Moth was looking between you with wide eyes. “Do I?”
“I guess you kinda got a point.” You huffed and he raised his gun again, getting more in-your-face as his already angry-looking helmet somehow managed to look angrier. You weren’t exactly sure how a helmet could convey so much emotion. “But you work with Batman. And I heard you went by Robin.”
Okay, so you couldn’t make him change the name, but you had agreed it would be more of an honorary thing.
“It’s complicated.”
Using such a phrase as an excuse to escape from situations you didn’t want to go into was one of the many things you had learned from Bruce in your five months of training. Somehow, that seemed to trigger the guy further.
“So you do work with Batman.”
Before he could do something actually insane, you had managed to push the gun pointed at your head away from you, using his brief second of surprise to take it out of his hands, kick him in the chest, and round back on him with it in hand.
“And what about it?”
As cool as you thought you might’ve sounded didn’t cover for the fact that you were still nerve-wracked about what was happening right then. Especially after the guy started to dramatically slow-clap like some sort of evil thespian in a high school drama.
“Not bad, Robin. Not bad.” He looked at the gun in your hands and grinned. “If you weren’t Batman’s new replacement sidekick, I might’ve believed you had the balls to use that thing.”
Now, you were an excellent fighter. You had to be, after your excessive training with the guy who had literally mastered about every martial art in existence during his (give or take) five year-long mission to find himself. Plus, some personal experience. But fighting someone like this guy? Built like a tank and padded up in a whole lot of armor and packing an assortment of knives, guns, and even a damn taser you got a first-hand taste of?
You fought hard, but about five minutes and another round of the taser later, you saw the knock-off Iron Man helmet staring down at you before the world went black.
~*~
You woke up in what you assumed was the self-dubbed Red Hood’s safehouse of sorts.
“How the hell did he rope you into this shit?” he demanded with what you could only assume was him glaring at you through the helmet. Probably some expression that made someone look all angsty and annoyed - which was fair, since he had been trying to drill you for information you straight up refused to give while bound (way too tightly) to a chair for quite some time now. Rather rude. “Let me guess. You watched your parents die.” You stared at him before shrugging.
“Nope.”
“Oh, so they just went ahead and died somehow. Untimely accident caused by some psycho bitch in a Spirit Halloween costume.”
“…nope.”
“They abandoned you as a child.”
“No, they didn’t - does divorce count?”
Red Hoodlum’s hands kept clenching and unclenching while he stood there, staring at the wall behind you in silence. From the way his chest kept rising and falling, you were tempted to believe he was practicing breathing exercises amidst his rather violent twitching.
“Divorce - what the hell is your trauma supposed to be? Why did he pick you?!”
“Hey, just because my trauma doesn’t include people dying doesn’t make it any less traumatic,” you scoffed in response, knowing you were absolutely right about that. Your middle school guidance counselor had said so (and it’s true, ladies and gentlemen, trauma comes in many forms!). “Kinda rude to assume it didn’t affect me somehow.”
He seemed rather abashed at that and you heard him clear his throat a little.
“...right, yeah. Sorry.”
“Apology accepted - can you loosen these ropes a little? It’s starting to kinda hurt.”
“Do I look ten? That’s the oldest trick in the book, I’m not gonna-”
“I’m not going to run, just loosen the ropes a little.” He still looked like he didn’t believe you. “Come on, I don’t think I can outrun your guns.” As in his literal array of guns tacked up to the wall behind him, not his gigantic biceps.
And you weren’t too worried about being held hostage by him, either. You figured you had ten minutes tops before Batman burst in through the doorway, ready to give you a lecture on why straying from the specifically designated parts of Gotham he had let you traipse around was a terribly stupid idea.
“No.” He was already walking towards the door, because apparently, he had enough of trying to interrogate you.
“Hold on, I feel like my wrists are actually about to start bleeding or something - where are you going?”
“Keep talking and I’m gonna get the duct tape.”
“Is that a threat?” Sounding more confident than you actually felt should eventually make you more confident. Eventually.
The Red Hood sucked in a breath, stopping by the doorway and turning to face you, reaching into his pockets to get what you assumed was either a gun or duct tape when you both startled from a sudden crash. The man in front of you was already whirling around with two guns positioned to shoot when you heard the familiar voice of someone else.
“Hold your fire, soldier. I’m not here for you.” A pause. “Or I wasn’t, but now I kind of am.”
Apparently, Batman was too busy to save you. Now, you got Nightwing.
And as much as you liked Nightwing, that still kinda stung.
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girlie tell us some of your headcanons I'm curious😌
okay okay so some of my CHB headcanons include~
the apollo cabin, 100%, hosts a karaoke night on fridays. whether it's in their cabin or in the arts in craft center. they have party decorations and disco balls on hand so they just deck the whole space out 😭
everyone can sing and they welcome all type of genres
they hype up anyone that has the mic so it's really fun
i love the idea of a demigod olympics at the beginning of the summer!!!
it'll be kind of like homecoming/spirit week in america where there are a bunch of competitions. so like three-legged races, relay races, tug of war, etc etc
one of the games is a boat race! so, the cabins have to make a boat out of just a cardboard box and duct tape.
the requirements for winning is that someone has to be in the box and successful row across the lake HAHA it's so chaotic and the athena and hephaestus cabin get so into it
another popular one is an intense dodgeball game 😭 and yes, they have to wear their armor for this because the ares cabin practically throws to kill LMFAO
for halloween, the hephaestus cabin does a huge walk-through haunted house or escape rooms! they scare the crap out of everyone with their automatronics
the aphrodite cabin is in charge of the special effects makeup and the apollo/hermes kids usually volunteer to be the actors in the whole thing
in speaking of actors, you CANNOT tell me that the apollo cabin and other kids who enjoy theater do not organize musicals
they have a big vote for what musicals or plays they want to do
mr d holds the auditions for roles LMFAO and chiron oversees because mr d can sometimes be so brutal
i have this planned for my fic but the children of sorcery gods and goddesses have quidditch games 😌
all it takes is one hecate kid (which is atticus in my fic) and one hephaestus kid (leo) to make all the things they need.
the matches get so intense and they take place in the arena 😭
every sunday morning, everyone goes to watch the game and the stolls take bets on which team will win LMFAO
i also like to headcanon that they do celebrate hellenistic pagan holidays and throughout the year there are feasts and carnivals where they carry out those traditions.
so there are weekends where campers who aren't all year round will come back to camp to enjoy all the festivities!
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Alikari Halloween Part 2 Ramble
Have you ever wanted to lock two fictional characters in a room and not let them leave until they talked out their problems? This event is literally just that, and not even trying to hide it!
...Naturally, since Alina is involved, it still manages to go terribly!
I mentioned in my post on Part 1 of the event that the situation could have gone very wrong and very deadly, and what do you know, that's exactly what happens.
And I don't hate it? Arc 1 Main Story Alina goes all-in on the evil, but what makes villain Alina interesting to me is the ways in which she still does have a consistent set of values she follows, they're just very divorced from normal morality.
("Only the artist is allowed to destroy their own art," "Alina doesn't lie" - stuff like that.)
But yeah, even with memory loss, if you trap Alina in a room and suggest that killing someone will allow her to escape, she has no reservations about doing so. If anything, I'm kind of surprised that it wasn't her first thought.
Hotaru being so lazy she barely gives a damn when Alina tries (and is stopped by Karin) is pretty funny too. I was initially unsure why Hotaru was here, but her apathy isn't a bad addition to the comedy dynamic.
Moeka and Akari, I'm not as sold on. Though Moeka gets some decent mileage out of being the only person around besides Karin with functional social skills who can stand Alina long enough to attempt to *teach* her those skills.
Yes, in case there was any doubt, Alina's lack of social skills is entirely genuine. Which presents a bit of a problem when the girls realize that to undo one of Karin’s commands, they have to convince Karin that Alina has changed for the better.
Moeka has to tell Alina to try things like "smiling" and "maybe call Karin by her real name for once." But Karin sees through the act immediately of course.
Anyway, once again, I'm looking forward to the full translation. Even just on my own, I noticed quite a few callbacks to bits of Alina's non-Main Story characterization. The "Alina doesn't care if Alina is kind or not. I just do what I want," pictured above, for example.
There's also some interesting stuff in here about Alina not wanting or understanding what Karin wants to change about her.
And there's even a very dark callback to that "Only the artist is allowed to destroy their own art," when Alina finally runs out of patience and gets the idea to kill Karin. Because as of Arc 2, Alina considers Karin one of her artworks, for some reason.
So yeah, Alina's now considered murdering Karin.
Before Alina can actually do anything, though, Karin winds up feeling so bad she preemptively deletes herself via another command. I guess that's one way to turn the situation around! Goodness these two are a mess.
(One day I will find an OTP that doesn't involve the characters trying to kill each other occasionally but evidently that will not be AliKari!! XD)
Anyway this is a comedy event, so of course everyone finds a way to rules lawyer Karin's command and bring her back.
In the meantime we get more silly shenanigans, including a flip of the first half of the event. While Part 1 involved Karin turning the dream familiars into Alina copies so she could role play Alina saving everyone from a witch, in Part 2, there's a segment where the girls all try to tempt Karin back out by pretending to be having fun doing Halloween things alongside some Karin copies.
It doesn't work, though. The actual solution is to have Alina say she forgives Karin for annoying her.
Then Karin accidentally summons the event boss by sleeptalking another command, at which point everyone gets fed up and Hotaru suggests Alina duct tape Karin's mouth shut.
...I've seen Alina compared to Erika Furudo from Umineko before, so that little detail really made me laugh. I, Alina Gray, finally have duct tape!
Anyway, as cruel as that is, it actually allows everyone to escape, so uh. Useful stuff, duct tape.
Overall Thoughts?
The event really does keep up the "this is funny until you think about it more and then it's pretty dark" tone up until the very end.
I remember being quite down on the RikaRen Christmas event, since even though it did involve them solving a minor relationship problem between them, it felt like treading water rather than progressing character arcs. But Alina and Karin genuinely do have a lot of problems in their relationship that would need to be resolved for AliKari to even slightly work. So this kind of story feels a lot more justified and necessary.
Except that it actually ends with their relationship even more messed up than before?
Like, you know how in Alina and Karin's Magical Girl Stories, they both struggle on their own but when they're together, they manage to bring out the best in each other? Alina forcing Karin to be honest with herself and Karin reminding Alina that she's human?
This event is the opposite of that. It's a story about how Alina and Karin can also bring the absolute worst out of each other instead. Alina's stubbornness and disinterest in even the bare minimum of kindness drives Karin to increasingly wild measures and despair over changing her, and Karin's pushiness and inability to stop making things worse eventually backs Alina into a corner to the point that she starts trying to delete people again.
And by the end of the event, they still haven't learned anything.
Karin's conclusion has her getting inspired to write a "The Redemption of Alina Gray" manga, looking to Magical Kirin for inspiration. She just keeps digging her delusional hole deeper.
Meanwhile Alina hasn't actually changed for the better. One of the central questions the event explores is "Can you redeem a villain who doesn't want to be redeemed?" And the answer it ends on is... no, but you sure can break her will enough that she'll learn to lie convincingly to please you!
Hey, uh, you know how Alina could be pretty terrible, but at least she didn't really have the capacity to lie or fake her intentions? Great, now we've taught her to do that! What could possibly go wrong?
#magia record#alina gray#misono karin#alikari#magia record analysis#my ramblings#this is even more rambly than usual sorry ^^;#also#alina lying is the least of everyone's worries#as of the latest arc 2 main story chapter#where she's going omnicidal again#thanks mikoto!
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Hey, since I’m probably going to be offline for most of the day, I just thought I’d say thanks to a few people that have helped make the years since I initially became active in the community back in June 2019 (wait, has it seriously been over two years already???).
@pokecommunityevents - I know Blue’s off to college, but I still wanted to say thanks for hosting the events that initially got me into the community. Didn’t really expect for my PMD RP blog to become a hybrid RP / PokeAsk blog, but hey, I’ve met a lot of cool people since then! Hope college goes well for you!
@leilani-and-kass - For sending me my first event ask way back when! May not seem like much, but it helped me feel just a little bit more welcome in the community.
@noblejanobii - Being friends with you is honestly pretty great, and you may have set off a massive chain reaction of Shaymin in this blog’s story. In all seriousness, between the asks, art cameos, and general support since the Halloween event last year, it’s certainly helped me get over a few hurdles in terms of my waning energy.
@greedentstripes - You gave me a few opportunities to let out tiny pieces of the lore surrounding this universe, as well as been quick on the draw to send asks when my inbox has gone dry.
@askthetraveller - The interactions that Acacia had with Draco set off a massive chain reaction of ideas in my head. This blog’s story is mostly held together with duct tape and glue sticks, but that helped me get a more solid idea for future things.
@theredvaporeon - Thanks for making sure I was alright near the beginning of the year. Getting messages like the one you sent me certainly helped, even if just a little at a time. Like, I got a lot of posts and DMs on that day, but it still means a lot. So thanks for checking up on me.
@miles-of-muses - Do I even need to say anything Miles? You’ve been a constant support over the last few years and I’m incredibly thankful for that. From all the way from when I was climbing out of my slump back in 2017 to right now when I’m in... yet another slump. Thanks for the near half a decade of good memories, and I hope that continues.
And even if I didn’t put your url on here, flippin’ thank you anyway for the support! I hope to get this blog back into regular updates eventually, just when I’m not dead tired™!
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Hi! I am Oli and I use she/her pronouns. This is my personal blog, so it is mainly about my interest, like horror movies and bands.
Rules and boundaries:
porn blogs plz dni
Also if ur a minor, I don’t care if you interact with the blog but please do not DM me or try to befriend me.
Side blogs:
Percy Jackson fandom blog... yeah
Art blog
Funny post
Me being a simp for nature
Directory and explanation of my tags (I will tag them all in the tags bc I can’t link them):
Art
Bands (and then under here you can find a specific band)
Fashion
Aes
Friends!!! (animals)
Mood (mainly text post)
Srs (political or controversial post)
Movies (Then you can find certain movies under here)
TV shows (same with movies and bands)
Made me laugh :)
Messages for others (just nice messages that you should totally check out)
Pride (gay pride)
Jams (music of course)
Quote
Horror my beloved (horror aesthetic tag)
Hot topic folks (mall goth aesthetic)
Punk girl shit (punk aes)
Emos never die (emo aes)
Spiderweb in castles (Goth kinda aes)
Jack o lantern heads (all things halloween)
Flashlight in the woods (idk how to explain this one but it is mainly abandoned buildings)
Going back to 505 (that sweet sweet 2014 Tumblr aesthetic that I can’t get rid of)
Duct tape converse (grunge aes)
Hyperfixation (all my current hyper fixations are tagged here. Please talk to me about them)
Bubbling beakers (evil scientist kind of vibe)
Underwater
Simp hours
Still thinking about Hellenism (Greek mythology)
Girls to the front (riot grrrl)
Runway fashion
Capital r romantic (romanticism of every day life)
Resources
#melkweed#art#bands#hyperfixation#fashion#aes#friends!!!#mood#srs#movies#tv shows#made me laugh :)#messages for others#pride#jams#quote#horror my beloved#hot topic folks#punk girl shit#emos never die#spiderwebs in castles#Jack o lantern heads#flashlights in the woods#going back to 505#duct tape converse#underwater#bubbling beakers#still thinking about hellenism#simp hours#girls to the front
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Sam Masterlist
Sam Winchester One-Shots
A Very Good Bed (1200 words, Sam x Eileen, Dean)
Alone In The Bunker (460 words, Sam x you/reader)
Bailey’s (600 words, Sam x you/ reader, comfort fic/fluff)
Bitchface (1300 words, no pairing, Sam + reader)
Candy Shop (500 words, Sam x Rowena x Gabriel)
Can’t Sleep (1000 words, Sam x you/reader)
Come For Me (3100 words, Sam x you/reader)
Dancing In the Moonlight (500 words, Sam x reader)
Dancing Queen (1000 words, Sam x you/reader, all fluff)
Deeper Than Deep Conditioner (1000ish words, no pairing)
Don’t Let Me Drown (1650 words, Winchester brothers genfic)
Follow My Lead (4200 words, Sam x Jody)
Funeral Sex (1500 words, Sam x you/reader)
Games We Play (500 words, Sam x Rowena)
Good Enough (750 words, Sam x OFC Lara)
Homecoming (1000 words, Sam x you/reader)
If There Is A Key (1100 words, Sam x Stevie Budd, Schitt’s Creek crossover)
Like Art, Like Fire (2000 words, Sam x you/reader)
Little Sweet Treat (1100 words, Sam x you/reader, coffee shop)
Look at the Stars, pt 1 (1200 words, au!college/stoner Sam x you/reader)
Look at the Stars, pt 2 (1700 words, au!college/stoner Sam x you/reader
Lucia (1650 words, Sam x ofc Lucia, fluffy smut)
Owe You One (6000 words, Sam x Rowena, 13x22)
Paper Rings (1300 words, Sam x OFC Dani)
Ready for Anything (2600 words, Sam x nurse!reader)
Stay With Me (1500 words, Sam x you/reader)
This is Halloween (3600 words, Winchester genfic)
Toes in the Sand (1300 words, Winchester genfic)
Twigs & Twine & Duct Tape & Safety Pins (4000 words, Sam x Max Banes)
Up the Walls (1500 words, Sam x you/reader)
Welcoming Him Home (1100 words, unnamed male character or Sam Winchester x you/reader)
Worth Her While (5800 words, Sam x Rowena, platonic Dean)
Would Do Anything (744 words, Sam x you/reader, fluff only)
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Cry No More
A Sam Winchester Finale Series
Highway of Regret Masterpost
On My Darkest Day
A Sam x Rowena finale au love story in six chapters
Summary: Sam Winchester is aging and lonely in his later years. He draws comfort from memories of a woman who was the light of his life: Rowena MacLeod.
Taken By The Wind
A Sam Winchester x Rowena MacLeod Love Story
When The Rain Washes You Clean:
more of the Sam x Rowena love story
Celebrations
A Sam Winchester x Rowena MacLeod Holiday Series
Cross TImbers: A Winchester Camping Trip -
Dean x Donna, Sam x Jody, 7000 words
Looking For A Black Cat
A Sam x Rowena AU series
Queen Rowena:
a Sam x Rowena fantasy au love story.
Sam Winchester x Rowena MacLeod (not in Series)
If They Had A Moment (15x03 coda, 800 words)
Magic Hair (1200 words, all fluff)
Pushing Buttons (au!kale Sam x Rowena, 2500 words)
Waking Up (another 15x03 coda, 500 words)
Coffee with Cream
A College Sam Coffee Shop AU (all fluff)
Choose Your Own Winchester
Cherry Blossom (672 words)
Feel Better (500 words)
Hospital Time (500 words)
Sick Day (350 words)
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