#special costume barry

[firecodex]

Official artwork for New Heroes Are Born

Art by YOSHIDA Kiyotaka (Twitter/X: penguindynamite)

[ Related artworks: Official artwork for Infamous Pokéstar Villains | Combined version ]

[jupiter-letters]

Dating Bruce Wayne would include:

Fem! or GN! Reader TW: None

A/N: I have a lot of thoughts about Bruce as you can see, he's a complicated guy. I wouldn't say he's super romantic like the other guys I've written, he's like a slow burn kinda guy. I can see why people like him but I'm still on the fence if I'd date him fr fr.

I won't sugarcoat it, it'll be a rocky road dating Bruce but it's not impossible. Unlike Clark, Batman is who he is and Bruce Wayne is what he can do. The mission always comes first, so him taking time to dedicate to you is special. It's a lot protecting the city and being the backbone of the league.

He is consistently booked and busy, nobody can do what he does so he always has do things himself. It can be difficult for him to ask for help or just allow people to do things for him. In and out of the costume he's got a lot of walls up. He may seem cold on the surface but he feels very deeply. The death of his parents really stunted him emotionally so it will take some time to soften him up.

In terms of a partner ideally he'd need someone with some softness to file down those hard edges he has. Even if his partner isn't soft he provide that comfort and warmth in his own way over time. He's spent most of his life keeping people at an telephone pole's length away(except Alfred of course).

Physical touch with a partner will feel foreign, all the batfam like to hug him and stuff but their the ones intiating most of the time. That will also be the case for you, you'd have to hug him first if you want to touch him. The longer your relationship goes you'll be able to tell when he wants to be hugged or kissed just from the lingering looks he gives you. The touches he does give you are long gentle caresses, he loves stroking your cheek with his thumb. Sometimes after a difficult patrol he'll just hold you in his arms and press his forehead against yours.

Staring!! He'll always be staring at you whether you're looking or not. He's kind of like a cat, blinking at you real slow is his way of blowing kisses. The way he looks at you is exclusive to you only! It's so much softer and adoring than his usual scary pokerface staring. In a JL meeting, before everyone knows you're dating they might think he can't stand you. Inside though he's like 💓💗💖💘💝.

You can translate his grumbles and sounds. Bruce isn't the most talkative guy and he's in his head alot. So when he's busy or distracted and you ask him a question you understand his tone. Barry: "So is Bruce gonna be at the Flash parade tomorrow?" Bruce: "Hmm..." You: "Yeah he'll be there!".

The rest of the batfamily notice the effect you've had on him, you managed to crack the coldness he's built over the years. In addition to already liking you they're grateful for you being there for him. They'll even tease you both when you have dinner together. Fake vomitting when Bruce kisses you on the cheek, calling you Mom/Dad/Parent.

If you are another superhero(yes he does have a contingency plan for you) You may butt heads from time to time he may come off as underestimating you but he just wants to protect you by getting ahead of the problem. When he knows your abilities/skills maybe exactly what he needs in a certain situation, he’ll hit you up. He does his best not to hover when you go on solo missions, he will check in over comms at the most random times though. When you do go on missions together, you never notice but he'll stay very close to you.

You've got maximum scary dog privilege when you two go out together but when he goes out as Bruce Wayne he's still gotta put up that raunchy facade. He won't get too frisky with you but he will take the opportunity to flirt a little. He'll whisper little compliments and pick-up lines in your ear when you slow dance together.

Thanks for reading! Lemme know what you think. Please like or reblog if you like my stuff.

[petermorwood]

"Quality Street" sweets - TIL that...

...despite this particular brand of sweets appearing in my childhood most often at Christmas, historic costumes worn by characters on the tins were NOT a part of the widespread "Dickensian Christmas" look which appeared so often on cards and packaging.

Instead it's because the characters and their Regency costumes were inspired by a play by "Peter Pan" author J. M. Barrie.

The play was called "Quality Street".

And the tins are collectibles.

*****

A Christmas-related appearance of the sweets was mostly coincidental, though the empty tin from one year did often appear at the next, full of home-made mince pies or even an entire Christmas cake.

Large, fairly airtight tins are useful that way, especially at trapping the spirituous exhalations of cakes made in mid-September and "fed" weekly thereafter with spoonfuls of brandy, or whiskey, or rum (sometimes all three, alternated) until it was time for the armour-plating of marzipan and royal icing to go on.

It used to be a common belief at home that opening the tin containing an un-iced cake near a naked flame at any time after mid-November was more than the opener's eyebrows were worth.

The eyebrow thing never happened, because it was one of those family fables, but I do remember bringing one such Quality Street tin down to Anne McCaffrey's house when I'd been invited to stay.

It contained not a Christmas cake but one of Mum's famed Chocolate Gateaux of Doom (my name for it, not hers), made specially for that visit and whose recipe, what with the plain-chocolate sponge cake and the apricot-cream filling and the double-chocolate ganache icing, required most of a bottle of cognac.

Since this cake didn't have the sealant-and-spackle cladding of marzipan and royal icing, it also required refrigeration to "keep it calm". My car didn't even have air conditioning, so in transit the cake got quite, er, excitable.

How excitable, we soon found out.

When Annie's stable manager sauntered over and popped the lid, expecting to find some nice Quality Street choccies, she was instead hit in the face by a near-visible cloud of booze vapour (a gin-ie, perhaps, even though no gin was involved) and reeled back with a cry of "Jaysuz, does yer mother own a feckin' distillery?"

Had she been smoking one of her habitual thin roll-ups at the time, our family fable might have been proved true after all...

:->

[vincentbriggs]

Was watching Barry Lyndon on blu ray for the first time and could make out all the button holes and had the thought "wow, they look just like a Vincent Briggs video" and my brain did not go any further than that and it wasn't until I looked through the special features that I realized they looked just like yours because some of the costumes were borrowed or purchased from museums and private collections and the rest were copied directly from primary sources. Your work is really impressive!

I haven't seen that movie, but I have heard the costumes are really good! I am more than a little horrified by the thought of 200 year old garments being worn though.

[fastestmanalive333]

Wally West/Kid Flash Reading Order

Flash (1959) #110/Born to Run in its place as it adds a lot more context from Wallys POV while 110 is more from Barrys

for Born to Run

Flash Vol. 2 #62-65

afterwards Wally has his own backup within the flash title you sorta see a bit of his school life and him doing things.. it falls short with unlike barry we see his personal life and his relationships with people wallys parents rarely show up in his earliest stories, theres no deep storytelling its moreso just some fun little slice of life thing)

Flash Vol. 1 #111-112

Flash Vol. 1 #114/2

Flash Vol. 1 #116/2 (first appearance of Rudy West)

Flash Vol. 1 #118/2

Flash Vol. 1 #120 (Barry and Wallys First Team Up, this ones referenced in Johns run fun fact and its pretty good i enjoy it)

Flash Vol. 1 #122/2

Flash Vol. 1 #125 (Barry and Wallys second team up)

Flash Vol. 1 #127/2

Flash Vol. 1 #130/2

Flash Vol. 1 #133/2

Flash Vol. 1 #135 (Barry/Wally Team Up #3, Wally gains his iconic Kid Flash suit)

Flash Vol. 1 #138/2

Flash Vol. 1 #144/2

Brave and the Bold #54 (Technically the First Appearance of the Teen Titans)

Flash Vol. 1 #149 (Barry and Wally 4th team up)

Teen Titans: Year One #1-3

Brave and the Bold #60 (First Appearance of the Teen Titans as a team)

Flash Vol. 1 #156 (Barry & Wally 5th team up)

Showcase #59

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #1-3

Teen Titans: Year One #4-6

Flash Vol. 1 #159 (Barry & Wally 6th team up)

Flash Vol. 1 #161 (not in costume)

Flash Vol. 1 #164/2 (return of Wallys back up)

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #5

Flash Vol. 1 #165

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #6-7

Flash Vol. 1 #167/2

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #8-10

Flash Vol. 1 #173 (Jay, Barry & Wally)

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #11-19

Brave and the Bold #83

Flash Vol. 1 #189 (the last Wally and Barry team up of the 60s)

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #20-30

Flash Vol. 1 #202/2

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #31

Flash Vol. 1 #204/2

Flash Vol. 1 #207/2

Flash Vol. 1 #209/2

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #32-33

Brave and the Bold #94

World's Finest Comics #205

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #35-36

Flash Vol. 1 #211/2

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #37

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #39

Brave and the Bold #102

Flash Vol. 1 #216/2

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #40-43

Flash Vol. 1 #220-221

Flash Vol. 1 #232

Flash Vol. 1 #239

Flash Vol. 1 #240

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #44-45

Teen Titans Vol. 1 #46-53 (Teen Titans Disband)

DC Special Series #11

Showcase #100

Flash Vol. 1 #265/2

Flash Vol. 1 #266/2

Flash Vol. 1 #269 (Barry and Wallys Last Team up)

Brave and the Bold #149

Flash Vol. 1 #277 (appears in Iris' funeral)

Legends of the DC Universe #18 (Raven and Wally issue its very good)

But thats everything with Wally leading up to NTT where his characterization is overall changed and he is written as a douche mostly cause Wolfman and Perez didnt like the character nor wanted him in the run but DC editorial had them add him due to his popularity at the time.. but this is how you get a good sense of who his character was as Kid Flash he was nothing like he is potrayed in NTT he was a fun character and he grew.. so greatly after NTT he does show up in Trial of the Flash here are his issues but its best to read the entire storyline in whole

Flash Vol. 1 #343-345

he does show up in NTT again in Vol 2 in issue 2 all the way to issue 6 then Crisis happens and then his flash run begins!

[jadeazora]

Elio off crying in the corner because he still doesn't have a costumed alt while Selene finally gets hers. She's partnered with Scizor and Barry is partnered with Heracross. (Special Costume, can both Mega.)

Our Masters Day EX is Agatha!

Idk guys, call me crazy but for a "friendly merchant", his theme seems a bit sinister 😂

[superman86to99]

Zero Hour Promotional Poster by Jon Bogdanove and Dennis Janke

A promo poster inverting the Superman/Batman proportion in the classic cover for Superman: The Man of Steel #37 (which we covered the other day, if you missed it!). Can you help us identify the tributed artists? Here are the ones my ignorant "only read like 20 Pre-Crisis issues" ass can recognize, counter-clockwise:

Joe Shuster (multiple Joe Shusters?), Wayne Boring, Curt Swan, Kurt Schaffenberger, Jack Kirby, Neal Adams, José Luis García-López, John Byrne, Jerry Ordway, Jon Bogdanove, Jackson Guice, Tom Grummett, Barry Kitson, and Dan Jurgens. I notice an alarming lack of George Pérez, Kerry Gammill (or at least George Pérez/Kerry Gammill), and Bob McLeod, but I can't really complain because it's pretty crowded in there and few artists could pull this off like Bog.

Speaking of daring artists, it's time for another...

SPECIAL BONUS ARTWORK BATPOLL!

Having delivered on the Maxima from Superman/Doomsday: Hunter/Prey art that won our last poll (last call for comments if you'd like to be part of the giveaway, by the way!), Don is itching to draw something else and we request your assistance in deciding what:

Don says: "My idea is to draw those (or whichever era you pick) specific costumes in my own style, which will be a fine line, since such a big part of those costumes' distinctiveness was also the drawing style, but I think it can be a fun challenge."

You can vote here or on Patreon, and once again we'll be giving away the original art to a supporter. TO THE BATPOLLS, CHUMS! (Yes, you can write-in the Adam West Batman if you want.)

[herbgerblin]

ipre theater thots

loosely based off of this poll. sorry, this got away from me. i was a theater kid for years (i still am, i literally made a bunch of friends larp as wizards two weeks ago)

Davenport: Producer and Stage Manager. Personally more experienced in opera than musicals, but answers the call when the need for a manager arises. Keeps everyone focused and on schedule. Has final word on what choices the art department gets to make. Sometimes does solo performances on his own time.

Merle: Choreographer and Director. Leads the ensemble into meditation every rehearsal before warming up. Talks with each member of the cast one-on-one. Sometimes leaves the script open to interpretation. His artistic vision sounds bonkers in concept, but illuminating in execution. Why are there so many plants? Don't worry about it.

Magnus: Lead Actor and Set Builder. He brings the energy every single night. He doesn't need to be micc'ed up because his natural voice projects well enough. It takes a bit of time for him to memorize the script, but he devotes his heart and soul to it. He claps loudly for the ensemble when he's in the wings. He cries at the emotional numbers. Built all the sets by hand.

Lucretia: Co-stage Manager and Supporting Actor (not for lack of chops, only because she spreads herself very thin.) Knows the script like a second language. Mainly reserves her Director Voice for backstage when things get chaotic. Enjoys performing the musical numbers because no one knows she can belt, until she does. Standing ovation girlie, but bashful about it.

Lup: Co-lead Lead Actor and Costumer. Only willing to do the role if Davenport lets her include cold sparks and fog machines in the set budget (he finds a way.) No one knows when she took measurements for the costumes, but they're ready by dress rehearsal and they fit perfectly. Helps the other actors figure out their groove. Great at engaging the audience.

Angus (special edition): Child lead and stagehand. The sweetest little singing voice you ever did hear. Everyone is going to rue the day his voice starts cracking. A heartbreaker of a performer and a speedy backstage assistant.

Taako: A MYSTERY. He's wearing a fancy scarf and roaming all over the place. He's talking about the Art of the Theatre. He's listed on the billing of lead actors and NO ONE knows what his role is. He remembers all the little things that everyone forgets: clothes pins, a hot glue gun, and electrolytes. He's got a walkie-talkie. Only the managers and tech are supposed to have walkie-talkies. Hello, this is Taako speaking, over.

Barry: Usually Tech. He's got a beautifully choreographed queue of lighting designs and stage effects. He's got an immaculately labeled pad controller and a ready-to-go Excel spreadsheet. But on opening night, Lucretia informs him he's in the orchestra pit.

Barry: ...But I'm lighting tonight.

Lucretia (via walkie-talkie): And our percussionist twisted his ankle tripping over a stage light. You're in the orchestra now, compadre.

Barry: (with increasing emphasis, decreasing conviction) But. I'm. Light. Tech.

Taako: E N T E R T H E P I T B A R O L D

Davenport: Taako, get off this line.

During intermission, Magnus asks him to help lift the ensemble dancers onto the set scaffolding, and hold it steady. Barry agrees, thinking he's in the clear after that. But the second the music number ends, Merle tells him that one of the support roles had to leave, so now he's the understudy.

Barry (longsuffering): I am just. the light guy.

Merle (gesturing to Taako in the balcony, having a ballgame playing with the lightboard): well, in two minutes you're the showstopper guy, so you need to go out there and stop the show

Lup (emerging from nowhere, slapping a red, hooded robe on Barold's shoulders): Knock 'em dead!

Barry: D:

[monsoon-of-art]

almost posted this yesterday (unsure why i thought it was a wip wednesday lmao) but!! heres some Barry :)

---

He paused. A strange look came across his face, and he grabbed Dawn's hands and held them tight. “I need you to tell me something. Something that only you would know.”

“Barry-?”

“Please. Please. Something only you would know. Please.”

Sadness overtook her features, not directed at him, thankfully, but she clearly felt bad for him, and wanted to soothe his worries.

“When you were little, you wanted to have a big birthday party with a big cake. And you invited the entire class. Your dad asked Elite 4 member Lucian, to borrow his Mr Mime for entertainment. And…uhm. When Mr Mime walked out with your birthday cake, you were so scared that you started crying, and you even-”

“NO! DAWN THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT?!”

“What did you mean then??”

“I dunno! Something deeply personal and special to us??”

“Well you didn't specify! What about the time you got your Halloween costume based on heracross and you asked me to hit you with a branch to ‘prove how strong' you were?”

“No, that's not what I meant either! I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose! Do you need me to fine you?!”

Dawn couldn't help but laugh. When was the last time she had been threatened with fines? She couldn't remember. It felt good, familiar.

For a moment, the medical room walls melted away. They were back home, camping, just teasing each other after a long day of training.

[ilikethisacompletelynormalamount]

To acknowledge all of those extraordinary people that Andrew thanked and congratulated, I'm adding the nominees from categories that don't always get attention, along with their interviews or featurettes.

Outstanding Special Visual Effects In A Single Episode

Ripley - III Sommerso

John Bowers, Visual Effects Supervisor • Jason Tsang, Visual Effects Supervisor • Joseph Servodio, Visual Effects Producer • Maricel Pagulayan, Visual Effects Producer • Christopher White, Visual Effects Supervisor • Libby Hazell, Visual Effects Producer • Francois Sugny, Visual Effects Sequence Supervisor • Gaia Bussolati, Visual Effects Supervisor • Pepe Valencia, Visualization Supervisor

Outstanding Sound Editing For A Limited Or Anthology Series, Movie Or Special

Ripley - III Sommerso

Larry Zipf, Co-Supervising Sound Editor/ Sound Designer • Michael Feuser, Co-Supervising Sound Editor • Michael McMenomy, Dialogue Editor • Lidia Tamplenizza, Supervising ADR Editor • David Forshee, Sound Effects Editor • Bill R. Dean, Sound Effects Editor • Wyatt Sprague, Sound Effects Editor • Angelo Palazzo, Sound Effects Editor • Matt Haasch, Supervising Foley Editor • Igor Nikolic, Foley Editor • Dan Evans Farkas, Music Editor • Ben Schor, Music Editor • Jay Peck, Foley Artist • Sandra Fox, Foley Artist

Outstanding Sound Mixing For A Limited Or Anthology Series Or Movie

Ripley - Vll Macabre Entertainment

Michael Barry, Re-Recording Mixer • Larry Zipf, Re-Recording Mixer • Maurizio Argentieri, Production Mixer • Michael Perfitt, Scoring Mixer

Outstanding Picture Editing For A Limited Or Anthology Series Or Movie

Ripley - III Sommerso

Joshua Raymond Lee, Editor • David O. Rogers, Editor

Outstanding Period Costumes For A Limited Or Anthology Series Or Movie

Ripley - IV La Dolce Vita

Maurizio Millenotti, Costume Designer • Gianni Casalnuovo, Costume Designer • Ernest Camilleri, Wardrobe Supervisor • Teresa D’Arienzo, Assistant Costume Designer • Francesco Morabito, Assistant Costume Design

Outstanding Production Design For A Narrative Period Or Fantasy Program (One Hour Or More)

Ripley

David Gropman, Production Designer • Karen Schulz Gropman, Art Director • Alex Santucci, Art Director • Alessandra Querzola, Set Decorator

Outstanding Cinematography For A Limited Or Anthology Series Or Movie

Ripley - V Lucio

Robert Elswit, Director of Photography

Outstanding Casting For A Limited Or Anthology Series Or Movie

Ripley

Avy Kaufman, CSA, Casting by • Francesco Vedovati, Location Casting • Barbara Giordani, Location Casting

Sources 1st image, quote

[firecodex]

Combined artworks for New Heroes are Born and Infamous Pokéstar Villains

Art by YOSHIDA Kiyotaka (Twitter/X: penguindynamite)

[ Related artworks: Official artwork for New Heroes are Born | Official artwork for Infamous Pokéstar Villains ]

[beartitled]

Since there’s been so much Narry bros context I decided to make a ✨ compilation ✨

(will try to update the list if new content appears)

Narry the first belongs to @braisedhoney

Narry the second belongs to @insomniphic

✨ How it started

⭐️ Part 1

⭐️ Part 2 by Captain

⭐️ Part 3 by Insomni

🍦Ice cream shenanigans

💥 Chaotic shenanigans

🧣Fashion by Insomni

❗️ Little prank by Insomni

🎩 Costumes by Insomni

🎶 Phantom of the Opera special

🎄 Christmas bros by Insomni

🎄 Christmas special

💊 Human transition au 1 by Insomni

💊 Human transition au 2

💊 Human transition au 3 by Insomni

🪞Barry cries by Insomni

🥁 Narratorverse March shenanigans

🎂 Birthday

🏅Hight difference by Insomni

🐟 Mermay

✨ How it started (remake) by Insomni 🥹 1 year anniversary of bros 🎉

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Since it’s now spooky month how about some more Bob Velseb vore? Maybe a few dates in for the his newly acquired boyfriend and him, showing off just how much he meat he can handle. Or if you don’t wanna how bout just some mass vore, with oral, pec and pit vore with weight gain and disposal?

I can make both of these the same thing, easy stuff. Obviously, this a follow-up to the old V.elseb asks, but I don't feel like searching for them to link.

Barry had to admit, he didn’t think things would go so...well? When the giant, cannibal serial killer basically told him they were dating, Barry figured it was just a little game and he’d be dinner himself sooner or later. But then he survived their first date...and the next...and the next...and the next. And now, a year later, Barry is starting to wonder if it’s not really a game.

Sure, tons of other guys have died over the course of their dates. Like...a lot, a lot. But not Barry. Bob licks him a lot, yeah, and might stick a hand or his head into that slimy, deadly maw...but he always lets Barry go again with a chuckle. Now, it’s Halloween again. Their one-year anniversary. And Bob wanted to do something special. And it involved the large house party that is happening tonight.

Bob is wearing his usual outfit, a thick red sweater and his devil face. Barry had let Bob do some face paint for him, too, so he’s a skeleton this year. A joke, since Bob likes to mention how he ‘has no meat on his bones’. Barry is only half confident that, if he did bulk up, Bob wouldn’t eat him.

Right now, at least, that drooling grin is much more focused on the house they’ve walked up to. Music blares out from inside, door open and already a few people milling about. Everyone is dressed in costumes of some kind and is in some state of tipsy. Barely anyone is even paying attention to them as they walk up...which really just makes the next part easy.

Bob yanks a guy dressed as a superhero up off the porch stairs by the back of his shirt. Maw opened wide, Bob lowers the guy right in, a few wet slurps and gulps sending him away. He barely even got a yell out before Bob’s jaws clack shut and his belly sloshes with live meat dropping inside. The killer slurps over his lips with a groan and pats his gut. “Mmm...now that’s good eatin’...”

Barry can’t help the slight chuckle that comes out of him. The guy didn’t even bulge Bob’s gut out, and it’s gurgling thickly around him. “How many people do you plan on eating, anyway?”

Bob slurps over his lips and looks down at Barry with wide, hungry eyes. “All of ‘em, darlin’.”

“...what?” Barry knew that Bob is a big eater. But he’s usually careful about where he goes to eat and how many people it is. He’s never seen the big guy go for more than ten meals at a time, and even that is when he’s being indulgent. The party is way more than that. “You can’t be serious.”

“Just watch.” Bob chuckles and pats his gut, the porch stairs creaking under him as he walks up. Three more people are lingering around the porch, and Bob does the same thing to each of them--hefts them off the ground and into his drooling jaws, slurping them away with practiced skill. By the time a pair of twitching cowboy boots are disappearing down his gullet, his groaning guts have begun to bulge out his shirt, peeking out of the bottom ever so slightly. Bob looks to Barry, blasts out a thick belch into the smaller man’s face, and then waddles into the house. Barry can only follow in stunned silence.

Bob’s massacre continues inside. The loud music helps to muffle a lot of what happens. Sure, people are more likely to notice Bob devouring others. It’s hard not to when he’s snapping his jaws down on people mid conversation, or walking up to clusters or people and just shoveling them down the hatch. But the yelling doesn’t do much, and no one is able to get away from those drooling jaws.

People try to grab onto their friends, and it gets them sucked down right after. Other try to rub, but Bob’s size makes it hard to get away from him, and he always grabs them and pull them into his maw. A few braver or larger guys try fighting him, but getting close enough to do so all but confirms their fate as food.

Before long, the living room of the house is mostly empty. Bob huffs, pushing a pair of kicking legs into his gullet. He doesn’t even swallow, just sends them down with a long push. “Nnf...there...” Bob slurps over his lips and pats his gut. It’s heavy, sticking out before him several feet and nearly on the ground. It’s bulging around the various people inside, limbs and heads and awkward shapes from costumes stretching him out. His sweater has ridden up on him completely, exposing the pale, hairy flash. It’s churning and rumbling wetly, working hard on all of the meat inside. Bob belches deeply, a couple stray bits flying out of his jaws--a plastic gladiator’s helmet, a boot, and a bone that definitely wasn’t a prop, among other things.

“W-Wow...” Barry murmurs, just staring at that massive gut. He’s never seen it this big. He reaches out, pushing on it and finding it taut. He gives it a rub, earning a content huff from Bob. If it wasn’t for the face paint, Barry’s blush would be very obvious. “Okay...you were able to eat a lot, I’ll give you that.” The gut gurgles thickly against Barry’s hands, as if agreeing. “But you’ve got to be full now, right?”

“Hm...” Bob taps his chin, looking down at Barry over the curve of his gut. “...I s’pose I could give my gut a break.”

“Alright. Maybe we should go before anyone else shows up then, just so--” Barry stops when he watches Bob pull his sweater off and casually toss it onto the couch he just cleared of its occupants. “...what are you doing?”

“I said I’d give my gut a break, darlin’.” Bob stretches his arms out, definitely showing off a bit--his gut has always been round and soft, and while his arms and chest had a bit of that softness as well, he had some well built muscle mass. “Didn’t say I was done.”

“But...” Barry trails off as Bob goes waddling off, towards the kitchen. A few more people are inside, making food or getting some that’s been left out. Barry stands in the large doorway, watching as Bob hoists up a couple of guys.

The two men find themselves getting shoved face first into thick, furry pits. They start to kick immediately, but Bob gives their heads a good shove, and they slip right in. Then they’re sinking deeper, disappearing into his body. It wasn’t just his jaws that he can eat with, after all, and while he had his preference...Bob was hardly far from full. In no time at all, a couple pairs of twitching feet disappear behind black pit fur, and Bob’s arms are bulging out slightly more than usual.

He moves right on, grabbing a guy rummaging through the fridge. He’s dragged up and over the curve of that bulging, stuffed gut. He gets out a surprised yell before his head is crammed between Bob’s pecs, and just like before, the man is simply sinking into the muscles with little resistance. A few tight flexes, and the man is gone, leaving Bob’s chest slightly more bulky than it had been.

The few remaining people in the room are put away just the same. Bob makes eye contact with Barry, arms folded behind his head, a blindly grasping arm and a twitching leg disappearing into each of his pits. “Think I can’t handle my meat anymore?”

Barry shakes his head quickly.

Bob chuckles and heads out back. The backyard has a lot more guys around, sitting by a fire or drinking on the patio. Just like the living room, the eating continues with no issue. Except it goes much faster, with three spaces to stuff with squirming meat instead of one. Bob’s arms and pecs continue to bulge out with each guy he sends in. They all kick and squirm, but the second they get pushed between his pecs or into the fur of his pit, it’s just a matter of time until they’ve been slurped out of sight.

Barry only stopped watching so he could help. He went back into the house, going through each room and telling any stragglers to head to the backyard. “There’s a fight!” “I think I saw your boyfriend kissing someone.” “Someone’s calling for you.” Whatever he could think of to get them to head out, he said it. By the time he’s double checked the house and returned to the backyard, Bob is already coming back inside.

The killer looks down at Barry, who walks directly into his gut. Barry had to back up just to properly see Bob’s face. His gut is still massive, but digestion is already taking its toll, the mass inside getting more compact and growing smaller. His pecs and arms are also massive now, bulging and flexing as they try to contain all the squirming meat. Barry can see an arm or even a head surface from between Bob’s pecs or his pit hair, but a single flex sucks them right back into place. If it wasn’t for the massive double doors, Bob wouldn’t even be able to fit inside.

Barry can’t even say anything. He just stares, and it makes Bob chuckle. The smaller man is gently ushered along, back to the living room, and Bob settles onto the couch. It breaks almost immediately under him, but he just settles in and pats his gut. “Happy anniversary, darlin’.”

“You...did this for the anniversary?” Barry asks. He slowly raises his hands to start rubbing along Bob’s gut, then up to his pecs and along his arms.

“What can I say? I wanted to show off a bit.” Bob pats the top of his gut with both heads. He tips his head back and lets out a deep, rumbling belch into the air. Barry swears it makes the entire house shudder. More bits of costume bounce around, and at least a few bones, too. “Figures I’d put on a show for ya.”

All these people are digesting for Barry, then. Some...god, fifty or so partygoers who were just trying to have a good night are now just food. Packed into Bob’s hellish guts, or stuffed into his tight, musky muscles, doomed to die, just so Bob could ‘show off’ for Barry. The smaller man pushes his hands a bit deeper into Bob’s gut, finding more resistance, and even getting another wet belch out of the killer. “...thanks, Bob. This was...wow.”

Bob chuckles and settles back. “Glad ya enjoyed it. Happy anniversary, lambchop. Now then...” WIth a mighty yawn, Bob closes his eyes. “I’m gonna sleep this off. You have fun down there.”

Before long, the sound of heavy snoring is joining the thick rumbles of Bob’s gut and the crunches and snaps coming from his muscles. And Barry enjoys it all, rubbing over every inch of the man’s body, feeling it work and process all of that meat. Up until he fell asleep against that rapidly softening gut.

Come morning, Bob was up first, yawning and blinking sleepily. He can feel his little lambchop sleeping against him, a rather familiar feeling at this point. Bob would have stayed like that if not for the wet rumbling in his bowels demanding attention. So, with a bit of effort, Bob grunts and rises to his feet.

Bob’s stomach wobbles as it drops in front of him. It’s always been heavy and round, but it’s gotten at least twice as large, hanging out at least a foot before him. He notices that his thighs and ass have had a similar shift, given how tight his pants are on him. But he also has a lot more strength to pair with that. His arms are bulky now, all solid muscle. His pecs are about the same, large and strong, resting slightly on top of his gut.

Bob smirks and scratches his gut gently, getting a wet groan in response. “Bet lambchop will love this...” He looks over at the man in question, seeing Barry still sleeping on the ruined couch. Bob grabs his sweater and pulls it down over his head. It only half covers his gut, and his arms and chest are straining the fabric. He huffs and lifts up Barry next, simply holding the now much smaller man against his gut with one arm. The other arm helps get his pants down enough to let his ass hang out. Bob squats slightly and begins to push.

There’s a bassy fart at first, one that rumbles out for a good while. The only reason it stops is because of the solid mass that starts to stretch him out. Thick, dense logs of shit are all but overflowing Bob’s bowels, and they’re sliding out with a bit of urgency. A heavy thump sounds out when the first log hits the couch, and it’s quickly coiling up. The mass only breaks from its own weight, letting more dung heap up regardless.

Plenty of solids have gotten out of Bob’s body. Bones are the easiest to see, specks of white that break up the dark brown and awkward shapes that stick out every so often. Entire skeletons are likely baked down into every log, given the sheer amount of people making up the mess. But along with that is all of the costumes parts. Masks, plastic armor, cheap suits and accessories--they also pepper the logs of shit, all of them worn down or slightly ruined by the acid bath or being compacted.

Despite all of the awkward shapes, the thickness of the logs, and the sheer mass of shit, Bob is having little issue. Other than the occasional grunt or grumble, his dump continues with little interruption. And the mass of shit behind him keeps building up. The couch is smothered fast, the pile rising hire, some hundreds of pounds of shit heaping in the room. Bob has to move forward every so often, just to give himself more space to work with. By the time he feels the last of the crap slop out of him, he’s moved halfway across the room.

Bob lets out a deep sigh and stands up again. He yanks on a curtain to wipe himself clean and pulls his pants back up with a bit of effort. Behind him, the living room is filled with a pile of crap that would put manure farms to shame. It’s tall enough to reach the ceiling at its peak, smothering most of the back wall and sloping down. Furniture has been knocked over or smothered under the thick logs. The smell is almost overwhelming, and it’ll likely never come out of the house. And of course, countless amounts of bones and costume parts stick out all over. In one night, an entire Halloween house party was reduced to crap, and all with no effort.

Bob doesn’t even look back at the pile he made. He walks off, squeezing through the front door, all while Barry sleeps against him. Bob can’t help but grin looking down at him. Nothing cuter than seeing the little guy sleeping against his deadly guts. Must’ve been up for hours, Bob figures. He’ll probably just return to bed once he’s back home, let Barry sleep in.

By the time anyone notices the smell and investigates, the killer will be gone, likely back home to spend the day with his boyfriend. For everyone in town, it’ll end up being a Halloween that’ll never be forgotten. For Bob, it’ll just be the anniversary he has to one-up next year. His cute little boyfriend deserves it, after all.

[doloresdisparue]

In some of your recent posts, you mentioned a Lolita musical? I didn't know there was a musical! Is there a place to listen to it/watch it??

- Someone who finds the book interesting, and deeply loves music

HELLO YOU HAVE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE. If the Lolita musical has a million fans, then I am one of them. If the Lolita musical has ten fans, then I am one of them. If the Lolita musical has only one fan then that is me. If the Lolita musical has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against the Lolita musical, then I am against the world etc etc. Here's my tag in case my elaboration makes you curious

It's called "Lolita, My Love" written by Alan Jay Lerner with music by John Barry. It premiered in 1971 and promptly flopped so hard that they canned it during tryouts before it even had a Broadway premiere though it has been critically praised since.

(Not since Carrie: forty years of Broadway musical flops by Ken Mandelbaum)

Lerner rewrote the script six times with significant changes in the different versions and you can look at most of them only through the LIbrary of Congress where his papers are preserved. In essence there are three versions. Philadelphia (very little information available), Boston (this version has a soundboard recording of the audio for the entire show on youtube from a preview show) and post-closing (this is where he cracked the code). The post-closing version was obviously never staged by Lerner BUT it was the main basis for the 2019 revival showing put on by the York Theatre and directed by Emily Maltby (one of the few women to direct an adaptation and while I don't think that is at all necessary for a good one she did a phenomenal job). It was a special event that only ran for a week and had no costume, no stage design and everyone with scripts in hand but it's the closest to a real production that has ever been done. Unlike the original 71 production it also did not cast any children and did not require them (or anyone) to be semi-nude. Dolores was played by an actress in her early 20s (Caitlin Cohn) who proved you could put on the show without endangering kids perfectly well.

The significant change between the Boston script and the Revival version (which takes small things from all scripts but is largely based on his final draft) is the (re-)addition of Dr. Ray as a framing device. To adapt the novel format to the stage Humbert is continuously telling his story to Dr. Ray who is interviewing him for his case. She (they cast a female black actress for the role in the revival) questions, interjects and overall holds the audiences hand a little when it comes to working out just how unreliable Humbert is. I like the Boston version where he talks directly to the audience but I fear we as a society have proven that we need a Lolita adaptation that holds peoples hands at least a little. Another delightful aspect is that, just like in the book, Humbert is actively using his medium against the reader/audience. Dr. Ray is always on stage as Humbert essentially directs the rest of the show to present his version of the story to her. At certain points light and music cues tell the audience that he is clearly making things up, Dolly starts moving like a marionette and talking as if she is hypnotised. Meanwhile he switches seamlessly between the interview and participating in the action, directing the ensemble, setting the scene so to speak

but sometimes the action freezes or the lights abruptly come on when she interrupts him, immediately jarring the audience to attention in case they got a little too carried away in his catchy songs.

It's also a production that has a profound love for Dolly and, to my knowledge, the only adaptation that made the conscious choice to let her survive. Erik Haagensen, who put together the script, talked about how her death was never in any of Lerner's drafts and he wouldnt have included it if it was because it was so important to him to spotlight that she was a survivor and she still had a life after her abuse and honor the pehmomenal strength it would have taken her to get to that place at all because she is NOT broken and her life ISN'T over and that was important to him. I do understand and respect Nabokov's choice to go full tragedy but it's another reason the musical is close to my heart. I also cannot talk about this show without noting its distinction of featuring perhaps the worst line in musical history ever sung by a human being (saying this affectionately since it does its job of making you scream):

I could talk forever about other choices and the individual songs but this has gotten long enough I think. But feel free to hit me up (and this goes for anyone else too) if you want to talk more about it!

TL;DR: There is currently no way to watch "Lolita, My Love" as there is only an audio recording of a preview for the 1971 show, not a video and the archive recording of the revival (which exists!) is not publicly available (presumably for legal reasons). At least 2 songs are on Spotify re-recorded by commercial artists (Going, going, gone and In The Broken Promise Land of 15) as well as a purely instrumental version of the title theme (Lolita by John Barry) which i adore. The scripts are in the Library of Congress and potentially buried in other places but I have not found them anywhere online, though you can look at all the lyrics and small summaries of the action of each song in "The complete lyrics of Alan Jay Lerner" by Dominic McHugh and Amy Asch, which is widely available.

[brokehorrorfan]

The Warriors will be released on 4K Ultra HD and Blu-ray on December 12 via Arrow Video. Laurie Greasley designed the new cover art for the 1979 action thriller; the original poster is on the reverse side.

Walter Hill (48 Hrs., Deadwood) directs from a script he co-wrote with David Shaber (Nighthawks), based on Sol Yurick's 1965 novel. Michael Beck, James Remar, Deborah Van Valkenburgh, Marcelino Sánchez, and David Harris lead the ensemble cast.

The limited edition set comes with a 100-page book featuring new writing by film critic Dennis Cozzalio plus archival material, a double-sided poster, six art carts, and gang logo stickers.

Both the theatrical cut and the 2005 alternate version have been newly restored in 4K from the original camera negative, approved by Hill, with Dolby Vision. The theatrical cut is presented in its original 1.85:1 with original uncompressed mono, stereo 2.0, and Dolby Atmos audio. The alternate cut has stereo 2.0 and DTS-HD MA 5.1 audio.

Special features for the two-disc set are listed below, where you can also see more of the packaging and contents.

Disc 1 - Theatrical Cut:

Audio commentary by A Walter Hill Film author Walter Chaw (new)

Isolated score option

Interview with director Walter Hill (new)

Roundtable discussion on The Warriors with filmmakers Josh Olson (A History of Violence), Lexi Alexander (Green Street), and Robert D. Krzykowski (The Man Who Killed Hitler and then Bigfoot) (new)

Interview with editor Billy Weber (new)

Interview with costume designer Bobbie Mannix (new)

Costume designs and photographs from the archive of designer Bobbie Mannix (new)

Sound of the Streets - An appreciation on Barry De Vorzon's The Warriors score by film historian Neil Brand (new)

Filming location tour (new)

The Beginning - Making-of featurette with director Walter Hill, producer Lawrence Gordon, actor James Remar, and editor David Holden

Battleground - Featurette on shooting in New York City with director Walter Hill and assistant director David O. Sosna

The Way Home - Featurette on the look of the film with director of photography Andrew Laszlo

The Phenomenon - Featurette on the film's legacy with director Walter Hill and cast members

Theatrical trailer

Image gallery

Disc 2 - Alternate Version:

Introduction by director Walter Hill

Also included:

100-page book with new writing by film critic Dennis Cozzalio plus archival material

Double-sided fold-out poster with original and new art

6 postcard-sized art cards

Gang logo stickers

In New York the gangs outnumber the cops by 5-1. Together, they could rule the city. Gang-leader Cyrus has a dream to do just that and calls a summit. The gangs of New York gather in their thousands, Cyrus takes the stage. From somewhere in the crowd a shot rings out and Cyrus falls down dead. In the chaos that follows, a small gang from Coney Island – the Warriors – are blamed. Now everyone is out to get them. On foot, in enemy territory, can they make it through the night to get back across the city to the safety of home turf?

Pre-order The Warriors.

[jadeazora]

Special Costumes Selene and Barry's Sync Moves, and the teasers for their event Friday. Meanwhile, Elio just dying in the background somewhere since, aside from Lucas, Chase, and Rei (who haven't been in the game nearly as long), he still doesn't have a costume alt roughly three years later: