#night of the scarecrow

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NIGHT OF THE SCARECROW 1995 | dir. Jeff Burr

[horrororman]

Night of the Scarecrow was released on January 16, 1996(video premiere).

#JeffBurr

#scifi #sciencefiction

#horror

[giftheplanet]

[housefreak]

[robot-carl]

Can’t two partners in crime have ONE night out without the bat? 🦇

[coquelicoq]

i love natsume so much. the chukyuus are like oh the scarecrows are coming down from the mountains because the harvest is over and they're not needed anymore and natsume very earnestly thinks to himself, no, that can't be it. scarecrows don't move like that. this is the inner voice of a boy who probably had to memorize an entire encyclopedia to keep track of how things are "supposed" to work so he can call on that knowledge bank to help him detect when something is a youkai. he's like no hang on, i read up on scarecrows one time five years ago and they're definitely stationary. i feel like it would have come up before if they had locomotion capabilities. 95% sure something is afoot.

[mypoisonedvine]

I always love whatever you make but prompt 10 with a delusional Jonathan crane is making me think things 🤭

10: “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

warnings: dubcon/noncon smut (18+ ONLY!!!), professor!crane and student!reader, semi-public sex, overstimulation, hardly any plot because plot is for geeks im here to FUCK

"I know, I know," he cooed right against your ear, his tone condescending and thick with arousal as he thrusted into you, knocking you forward against the bookshelves. "I know it feels good, but you need to stay quiet. Don't want to get caught like this in the library, do you?"

But your whine hadn't been one of pleasure, at least not intentionally-- it was shock, and fear, and an attempt to beg him to stop which was not very effective with his hand over your mouth.

"I know this is what you needed," he hissed proudly, his other hand holding even tighter onto your hips. "I know you wanted this. I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice-- in class, in the halls-- you're too obvious, darling."

Reaching behind yourself to try to push him away hadn't done you any good, so even though it was sort of a sign of grim acceptance, all you did was reach forward and try to hold onto the shelves for some stability.

"I know you wanted me," he insisted again, voice even rougher as his thrusts came faster, though he was still careful not to make too much noise. Truth be told, you might have had a little crush-- you weren't blind after all-- but you never wanted anything to come of it! Even if you had been looking at him as he'd accused, that was all it was: looking. You had no idea he was this obsessive, that he would corner you in the library and force himself on you... because of course you didn't. It was disturbing, really, to see this dark side he'd been hiding so well, presumably from everyone. You couldn't deny he always seemed intense, but never violent, never predatory.

It made you rethink little moments you'd had with him before, when he complimented your work or gave you a tilted smile when you answered a question in class. Had he been planning something like this from the beginning? The setting made this all feel pretty spontaneous, a crime of passion perhaps-- but the way he held you down felt rehearsed, the way he responded to every attempt to fight back was too perfect. He'd studied your weaknesses well, apparently.

Speaking of: the hand on your hip moved between your legs, fighting to get under the skirt and panties he'd pulled out of his way to fuck you. Pressing to your clit, he touched you with a shocking balance of clinical precision and rough brutality; you tried to scream, but his hand in the way muffled it to hardly a whine.

"Fucking come," he ordered hatefully through his teeth. "I want to feel it; come right now or I'll hurt you-- don't think I won't do it here. You have no idea what I can do to you."

You shook your head (as much as you could with his hand over your mouth so tightly), but it was more for yourself than for him; he obviously wasn't going to stop, and you just wanted to believe that you could still control this, that you could still hold back and not give him the satisfaction. That this didn't feel amazing even if it filled you with nauseating self-hatred.

Your knees buckled as it hit you, but he had such a tight grip on you that you didn't fall, only went limp as shivers ran all over you. "Good," he praised darkly, "keep going."

As long as he kept going, so would you-- even when your sore clit throbbed and ached, even when your hips jolted and your eyes shot wide open and your hands grabbed onto his arm in hopes of pulling it away.

"Not until I say you're done," he said, as if he was answering the plea you couldn't make. "Not until I'm fucking done with you."

[vampzgraveyard]

Doing the hear me out cake thingy-

and no I am not explaining myself at all..

[theknucklehead]

Here are the many costumes that the ponies wear on Nightmare Night (Equestria's Halloween)

Twilight Sparkle - Star Swirl the Bearded/a gladiator

Pinkie Pie - a chicken/80s Rollerblader

Rainbow Dash - a Shafowbolt/an astronaut

Applejack - a scarecrow/a lion

Rarity - a mermaid

Fluttershy - a masquerade dress (without the mask) and then later Flutterbat

Spike - a dragon/a two-headed dragon

The Cutie Mark Crusaders - the bride of Frankenstein, a vampire, and a wolf

A platypus, a Wonderbolt, and a Victoria era ballgown

And finally a bonus:

Derpy - paper bags/Princess Twilight

[clockworkreapers]

Making more stuff up for Tales From The Road, maybe rest stop to figure out where exactly you are cuz its looked like this for nearly three hours of driving

Boy Nebraska is flat, hope someone doesnt get abducted by something in a corn field, that would so suck

[hey-there-it-me]

this man have been terrorizing my mind and haunting my visions

also I tried to draw @skxtchyghost’s version of scarecrow because I want to eat their drawings pretty pretty please I swear I’ll save some for later and eat all of my broccoli pleeaasseeee just a nibble just a taste pleaaaasseeee

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JOHN HAWKES as DANNY NIGHT OF THE SCARECROW 1995 | dir. Jeff Burr

[horrororman]

31 Horror Movies for 31 October Nights!

Night 31: Night of the Scarecrow (1995).

#JeffBurr

#VHS

#Halloween

#horror 🎃

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

The Absolute Best Crane Content from Knight Terrors: Nightwing #2 [2/2]

ITS THE FUCKING BACKROOMS. I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!

Comics fueling my ego again, I knew I was right when I said Crane was afraid of everything!!

-GULP- ME?!

I can not express in words how much I love the phrase "Scarecrow's got ya" <333

"We could have been friends" Omg. Shit. need more of this

Crane living his best life <3

[finzphoenix]

More before and after!! At this point I'm just rambling, I apologize! :""D I'm just so fascinated with it, like....

It's interesting to see how Crane's statement in the first version is delivered with this tone of intellectual detachment, almost diagnostic. His voice is kinda unbothered, reflecting a position of authority and understanding rooted in theory rather than personal experience.

While in the second version, the same statement is transformed by his lived experience. His rough voice and bitter tone indicating a man who has not only encountered but been consumed by the very fears he once clinically described. The words now carry a visceral, personal weight; they are no longer an observation but a confession, a weapon, and a warning. His tone suggests anger, pain, and maybe even a sense of betrayal - he has become what he once analyzed, and the words are now etched in his soul, not just his mind.

It's academic knowledge vs cruel personal experience.

God, I love how much weight this iconic sentence now carries thanks to Arkham Shadow! ;/////;

[auralice]