#tobe fly

[fionarara]

hoooooooo we have reached the TOBE FLY pinnacle, people > theme song on blast <

[goryhorroor]

horror directors + their most known movie + my favorite

[getougender]

if you want to read a shounen with a massive cast where every character is well-thought out, has fulfilling arcs, and an ending that’s well-set up, well-paced, and incredibly satisfying, you guys should read haikyuu!! by haruichi furudate (2012-2020)

[i2sanrio]

ᜊ 烏野 tobe fly 彡 high.

[shoyotravels]

hes going to tobe fly 🐦‍⬛

[winter-leftovers]

Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter three: Win Lose or Draal (3/?)

(Douxie Casperan x f!reader)

Summary: Y/n is trying to figure her life out but is going to be hard since her brother is the new trollhunter and she is plagued by dreams and feelings she doesn’t understand.

Chapter Summary: Jim wins a new ally.

Word count: 1046

Warnings: nop

(Season 1 Episode 6)

Song?: Glory And Gore by Lorde

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Masterlist

Trollmarket was beautiful. The underground city was full of colorful lights, even with the market empty the place looked alive. Immediately, Y/n’s eyes found the heartstone. The gigantic cristal and it’s warmth light left her completely speechless, even made her forget, for a moment, the possibility of her brother dying.

“Where’s everyone?” Y/n asked. She was excited to meet Jim’s new friends and the creatures his book depicted.

“Probably waiting for the fight” explained Toby.

“Oh, right” she took her eyes from the heartstone and looked at her brother “Don’t worry if you die I’ll bring you back” she joked.

Jim gave her a half smile. They were both terrible at hiding their fear.

“Master Jim! Welco-ah! Witch” Blinky stopped mid greeting.

“Blinky! This is my sister Y/n!”

“Oh! My apologies, I must've confused her with someone else!”

“You know a lot of humans?” Y/n lifted her eyebrow confused.

“Oh…well” Blinky’s arms fell down to his side but he put them back up fast “Come on, master Jim. A…great warrior always…shows up in time…” he started pushing Jim to the hero’s forge.

At the forge all the trolls were already excited, filled with the rush of battle.

“Hey, I… I want you to have this” Jim gave a letter to Y/n and another to Toby.

“What’s this?” Asked Toby.

“It says everything I want to say”

“You promised me tacos”

“Now is not the time for lunch, Tobes” Jim scoffed.

“Last week, the three of us went for tacos. I paid. You said, ‘Next time on me’ You’re going to get this letter back unopened after the fight, and when you get back, we’ll get tacos”

“He’s right, Jim. You owe him tacos” Y/n smiled.

“Tacos sound good” Jim laughed.

—

“Draal, son of Kanjigar, son of Tarigar, Draal “the destroyer”, come forth.” Vendel, the white troll announced.

A spiky blue rock started rolling down a path, jumping in the air transforming into a big blue troll with six horns.

“That’s Draal?” Y/n whispered to Toby “He’s huge”

“Yeah” he sounded as worried as her.

“And now, Draal’s combatant, James Lake Jr, son of…Bar-bu-rah. Come forth human trollhunter”

The crowd started booig the second they saw Jim.

“Fight from your heart, Master Jim. It’s strong, stronger than any rock” screamed Blinky.

They close the arena and Blinky said quietly to himself “And certainly, stronger than mine”

But Y/n heard him.

“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.” she reassured “He has to”

Y/n could hear Toby, Aaaarrrgghh and Blinky speak but she couldn’t pay attention to anything they were saying, only the troll trying to kill his brother.

“And, I am Jim, son of Barbara and the amulet choose me”

The flying axes send Draal over the edge of the arena.

“Yes! He did it!” Celebrated Toby.

“It’s not over yet” explained Blinky.

“He has to finish the fight” completed Y/n without taking her eyes off her brother. She had studied the book all night alongside Jim. She knew what her brother had to do next, what the crowd was asking him to do next, they were screaming for death.

Jim grabbed his sword and Y/n closed her eyes. She couldn’t look at her brother killing someone.

Suddenly the crowd was booing again. Y/n opened her eyes and saw her brother standing next to Draal.

“Look, I may not have followed your rules, but neither did the amulet when it chose me. Right now, over our heads, changelings are in Arcadia..”

Fear and confusion filled the room.

Blinky and Toby ran to Jim before he could unveal the secret.

“What is he talking about?” Screamed Vendel.

“You’ll need a Trollhunter who doesn’t have to live in the shadows. This is a time to work together. They’re building the Killahead—“

“STOP! Say no more! We must leave this instant!” Blinky grabbed Jim by the arm.

“Killahead” Y/n repeated. The word left a metallic taste in her mouth.

—

“Oh, praise! You’re alive!” Toby hugged Jim like he would disappear

“And sore. Ease up” Jim chuckled

Aaarrrgghh and Blinky were called by Vendel before they could celebrate the trollhunter’s victory.

“He opened the letter” Y/n laughed.

“I can tell”

“I didn’t” Y/n smiled and gave Jim back the envelope “You can tell what you wrote if you want but I can’t read the words you thought would be your last message to me”

Jim took the letter and smiled back at her.

Y/n turned and started walking. The tears were escaping from her eyes and she didn’t want to be seen like that, especially now, when they were celebrating.

—

“Remember just a normal teenager and his older sister and their normal life” Jim said more to himself than to Y/n.

“Hi, mom. We’re back!" said Y/n while she took her jacket off. A shiver ran through her spine.

‘Strickler?’ She thought. The same uneasiness she felt when she met him was running through her spine again.

She walked behind her brother and saw that it wasn’t Strickler with her mother but a woman.

“In here. Jim, guess who brought tea?”

Jim stopped in front of the woman that was accompanying her mother. Y/n recognised fear flashing in her brother’s eyes but his face suddenly shifted back and started kicking Nomura out. Y/n wanted to stop his brother but Barbara passed out before she could do anything.

“Mom?” She ran to her mother.

“That speech was very moving” The woman left the table “Too bad she won’t remember it when she wakes up and find your body”

She grabbed Jim and threw him to the kitchen.

Y/n hug her mother trying to protect her from the fight.

“What’s going on?” She screamed.

“Go upstairs!” Jim told her sister.

“Jim I won’t …”

“Go!” He screamed while grabbing his backpack looking for the amulet.

She went and hid in the bathroom, her brother quickly joined her.

The troll whistled a song letting them know she was close.

“Not creepy at all” whispered Y/n.

“Yes! Thank you!” Jim grabbed the amulet from behind the mirror.

Before the troll could open the bathroom door someone grabbed her. Y/n and Jim shared a look and went out to investigate. In their backyard, Draal was fighting the troll.

“What are you doing here?” Screamed at the woman-troll.

“Delivering you pain again, Nomura” Draal answered, shielding Y/n and Jim “Do not touch the Trollhunter”

“Suddenly you’re honorable? Sorry to hear about daddy. Bular always liked the way he screamed”

The fight started again and quickly finished when Draal threw Nomura through the air.

“You were right”

“So, you’re not here to kill me?” Jim asked with his sword in his hand.

“Not kill. Protect” Draal looked at Y/n. She smiled at him.

Jim thanked the troll.

Draal quickly started to walk around the house looking for a place to stay.

“Since I can’t go back to trollmarker I’ll stay here, guard your home”

“I don’t think my mom would be down for that” said Jim.

Draal went downstairs to the basement. Eating a piece of coal and taking a couple more out of the heater he said “This is nice. Here I shall protect you, your witch and your fleshbag mother, Bar-bu-rah”

“What did you call me?” Y/n started walking up to him half confused and half offended. Why were the trolls calling her a witch?

Jim stopped his sister from fighting his new protector “Mmmh close enough” he laughed.

“Your mother will awaken soon. I protect. I don’t clean”

Y/n rolled her eyes and went upstairs along side Jim.

[theemporium]

[1k] new challenges, old traditions becoming new and james potter spending christmas eve with his girl.

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It had been a tradition in your family for years. 

Every year without fail, the local Christmas Market would have an ice rink set up in the main town square for adults and kids alike to enjoy. But it wouldn’t be until Christmas Eve where your family would bundle up in thick layers and woolly hats as you made your way to the local ice rink to complete the family tradition of skating, shared hot chocolates and late night walks through the lit-up streets. 

And this year was no different, except for the fact you had another person joining you this year. 

Your boyfriend. 

“I’m an athlete, baby,” James had boasted earlier that morning as you wrapped up in some warm, thick coats and cosy scarfs. “How hard can ice skating be?” 

“You ride a broom,” you countered, though thoroughly amused by his confidence. “This is different.” 

“Exactly, I have brilliant balance!” he grinned as his gloved hands reached for your face, pulling you into a sweet kiss. “It’ll be easy.” 

“Ever so humble,” you commented, pulling away to reach for your own gloves that were lying on the table. 

“Just you wait, your parents are gonna be so impressed with me,” James said with his chest puffed out. “They are gonna love me!” 

James, for all intents and purposes, was no better on the ice than a baby deer walking on solid ground for the first time.

“You’re like Bambi!” 

“Shut up.” 

“It’s cute!” 

“Please, darling, I already have so little dignity left.” 

You couldn’t hold back the snort that left your lips as you glided towards him with an ease he was envious of. You reached your hand out, a tempting offer if it weren’t for the fact he would have to let go of the railings to take it. 

James narrowed his eyes. “Not a chance.” 

“Don’t you trust me?” you retorted with raised brows. 

“I don’t trust a single bloody thing right now!” 

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend’s theatrics, skating closer until you were resting by the wall beside him. Your eyes took in the sight of him: the curls escaping under the brim of his woollen hat, the tip of nose red from the cold and small snowflakes melting into his tanned skin he somehow managed to keep despite the lack of sun during the last few weeks. 

“C’mon, I won’t let anything happen to you,” you said as you rested one hand over his, gently trying to pry his hand off. 

“That sounds like a fucking lie,” James grumbled but he didn’t resist as you took each one of his hands in your own, slowly pulling away from the edge. “Muggles are insane. This is insane.” 

“James, honey, you ride a broomstick at high speeds, dodge balls flying at you from all directions and shove each other hundreds of feet in the air—ice skating is hardly the threat you’re making it tobe,” you said with a laugh, slowly making your way around the rink despite the muggles around you zooming past. “Plus it’s hardly just a muggle sport, there are plenty of witches and wizards who ice skate.”

“Bloody fools, then,” James huffed out, letting out a small noise of surprise when you started to speed up a little. 

Despite all his huffing and whining, the confidence from this morning quickly returned and thus, James being James fucking Potter let his ego get the best of him. 

“Are you sure you don’t wanna hold my hand?” you asked as you eyed him, just a little out of arm's length from him.

“Don’t phrase it like that, love,” James shot you a look, almost as though he was offended at the prospect of not holding your hand. Merlin knew this boy was one of the clingiest you could get (in the best way possible, of course). “I’m just proving I can do it myself.” 

“If you say so,” you hummed, gliding ahead before you spun back to look at him. 

“Like I said, I’m an athlete-–shit!” 

Your lips parted with a sudden gasp as you watched the boy fall to the floor, his hands darting out in an attempt to break his fall. You watched as he let out a soft groan, a string of curses and muttered words whispered under his breath before he lifted his head.

“Are you okay?” The words were a little breathy as you slowly sunk to your knees before him, reaching out to gently cup his cheek, your eyes searching to see if he had hit his face off the ice or not. 

“I hate this,” he murmured to you, looking heavily defeated. 

“Who would’ve thought ice skating was the one thing James Potter couldn’t do?” you teased as he nuzzled his face into the palm of your hand. “My poor over-achieving baby boy.” 

His eyes narrowed. “This is cruel.” 

“I promise I won’t tell Sirius,” you said before offering your hand to pull him back onto his feet. 

After that, James had refused to let go of your hand, even once you had made your way to the exit and slipped off your ice skates. Even on the journey back to your house to enjoy a homemade dinner, he never let go of your hand. And even when you had settled onto the couch in the living room with the rest of your family, James refused to let go of your hand. 

“You know, we aren’t on the ice anymore,” you murmured to him as some classic muggle Christmas film played in the background. “You can let go of my hand.” 

“No.” 

You shot him an amused look. “James–”

“Nope, bad things happen when I let go of your hand so I am not going to let go of your hand,” he stated bluntly. “It’s simple logic really.” 

You let out a snort. “You’re always so dramatic.” 

James rolled his eyes. “I am being reasonable.” 

“Did you enjoy Christmas Eve otherwise?” you asked him honestly, eyes softening a little as you shifted to look at him. “Minus the humiliating ice skating?” 

James’ lips twitched. “I would go ice skating with you a million more times if it means I’m with you.” 

Your eyes gleamed. “Really?” 

“Really, baby,” he murmured and leaned in to press a kiss to the crown of your head. “Merry Christmas, love.” 

“Merry Christmas, James.”

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[bookshelfofwonder]

FIRST TOBE FLY OF THE OLYMPICS

[candybear21-blog1]

Halloween fanfic ideas wihich one sure I write write . Graydon and Elora .

Fangs and Claw AU - Graydon and Elora meet at Halloween party . and decide to spend the night together will do that discover so strange surprise about each other .

Soulmate of enitly flame- take place in willow world . Graydon and Elora during vol 2 meet. and both have power to shape shift

Movie night - Scream and Willow crossover . Jason and Alice decide to have movie night during the most scary night of year on halloween night .

Halloween date night- This crossover between Servent and willow too star Tony and Ellie . Tobe get mad went find out his is jells about Julain and Rachel . and decide to find out why she is mad at him

Day of the dead - This story take place in wild wood and willow and gangs are invite to spead time will bone reaver to join in horner their dead.

In to the shadow - This story also take place in willow world . Graydon decide to proff he is brave in spend the night in nockmarr.

Went two killer meet- This take place in crossover between Scream and willow . Jason and alice meet one night and both find out thing about each their both like .

[ksiondzkanexkiii]

I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU AGAIN | Angor rot

CHAPTER THREE

Next chapter Four

Chapter Two

You can find the entire chapter on Wattpad, Neobook

- Mrs. Anoano! - Cried Tobes' voice as he ran toward the widow, who was busy preparing for the trip she had planned - Ma'am! - cried Tobes this time gaining the attention of the woman, who slowly turned toward him to see the teenager running toward her

She raised her eyebrows however anxiety flooded her veins the closer the teenager approached - Toby? - She muttered quietly, wondering what the teenager might want from her at the same time she wondered when she told him her name however she shrugged her shoulders at that thought probably Blinky or Aaarrrgghh told him - Are you okay boy? - she asked looking down to look at the boy who barely reached her hips.

Toby stopped in front of the woman rested his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath, Anoana slightly croaked - Sure, take time to breathe - She muttered waiting for the teenager to stabilize his breathing, which was uneven after his frantic run

Toby finally, when he caught his breath straightened up fast enough to make something in my hips gurgle, at which Anoana's face twisted even harder hearing the sound, Tobes looked at the widow with a bemused gleam in his eye - Our troll hunter has a birthday tomorrow - He began to speak at the same time gently whispering through the braces he had on his teeth - And I thought whether to have a surprise party at the smithy, you know! With balloons, with music," Toby said enthusiastically. Anoana blinked slowly without understanding a word

- Birthday party? A party? - she inquired while tilting her head, Toby couldn't see her eyes through her distinctive scarf she wore on her head however, seeing how she slightly parted her lips in thought he understood the hint that the widow had no idea what he was talking about - Birthday? Is it some kind of ritual or something like that? - She inquired and the depth of her voice showed even more confusion and maybe even slight stress

- No. Birthday," Toby began to say, wanting to explain to the widow what the birthday party was all about, but the widow's movements were jerky as she clenched her stony fingers tighter on the leather book she held in her hand even forgetting that she had anything in her hand at all

- Oh by the gods it's been a long time since I've participated in rituals," she whispered to herself realizing this as she covered her mouth lightly with her free hand, she didn't focus on what Tobes was trying to tell her she practically didn't listen to him as she thought about the rituals she missed and even didn't perform herself. After she lost her husband she stopped performing any rituals without him it wasn't the same, when there was a ritual to welcome spring she had no one to give the flower that first grew on the ground after the thick layers of snow disappeared, and she had no one with whom to throw the replica of the goddess of winter, into the waters that had thawed out

Tobes jumped up and waved in front of her face finally snapping the widow out of her reverie as she looked at him with boredom and a raised eyebrow - What? - she asked calmly come the note of sarcasm threaded through her voice

- Birthday is the day people are born, every year we throw parties to celebrate the day we were born," Toby explained, Anoana raised her eyebrows hearing Tobes explanation. She had never celebrated such a thing, nor had she ever heard of such a thing, although she often spent her free time among humans, or not as a human, but as a bird or rodent. Most often it was a bird, but when she became interested in something in a building she would change her form into a rodent or an insect and fly into the rooms that caught her attention

However, she found out quite painfully on the fact that being an insect, she has to watch out for flip-flops, people have an ugly habit of killing insects however, she will not say these words out loud

- Is it birth day - She muttered raising her eyebrow not sure if she understood correctly however Tobes nodded vigorously, he no longer had the strength to correct his pronunciation after Blinky instead of using the word , "Birthday" used the more poetic version , "Birthday" Toby thought that was why he twisted the words to appear smarter however when Anoana said the same thing Tobes realized that it was not Blinkous' pronunciation that was faulty after all

- Something like that," muttered Tobes nodding vigorously, the widow straightened up more to avoid humping like Vendel as her shoulders slumped as she still wanted to solve the mystery of why Toby had come to inform her of the troll hunter's birthday. She wanted to figure it out for herself first so as not to come off as a fool, "And for this reason I came up with to make a surprise party and invite you to it," said an excited Toby crossing his arms proudly on his chest.

The teenager was proud of his plan - At the same time, he wants to ask you for help - He added in a quieter voice almost dreamy enough that Anoana, despite her long ears, had to move them gently to understand what Tobes was saying

- Help? - Anoana asked puzzled, tilting her head - What can I help you with Toby? - She muttered, she had to stop frowning so much on her face, because she could feel the muscles that were frowning starting to hurt from the long pull of her eyebrows down.

- I came up with a plan to create a story as Aaarrrgghh lost his temper when the trolls are in the forge of heroes," said the teenager still proud of his plan, "Blinky would say push the button of the blades to run between them, and when Jim shows up and tries to alleviate the situation suddenly one of the platforms will open to reveal a mass of balloons and confetti! - excited the teenager

Anoana blinked several times still not seeing herself in this plan - But what am I supposed to do? - She mumbled finally, Toby only snickered and waved his hand dismissively - No big deal just pretend to be scared and run away and when Blinky opens the balloons and confetti we will all shout , "Happy Birthday" - Explained Toby adding quotation marks as he said what to shout

The widow was not convinced about this plan - But why should I appear there? - she whispered - To make it more believable, I can't ask Vendel, because he'll laugh it off! - Toby argued and Anoana's shoulders slumped. She felt slightly offended and taken advantage of, however, the vision of the party before the expedition effectively overshadowed her bad mood that wanted to appear after the words of the human teenager

- Well, so be it," she tiredly ran her hand over her face and Toby gave a short exclamation of joy, "In that case, tomorrow around seven o'clock in the morning," said Toby in a quick departure without giving her an opportunity to say more or anything. The widow only rolled her eyes, but smiled at Domzalski's childish joy

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You can find the continuation of the chapter on Wattpad, Neobook

[clowncattie]

Pucca strength

Ok so here's some super cool and or powerful things Pucca has done. Please tell me if some of these were like for comedic purposes. Also some of these are worded badly but you get it

Strength:

• Picked up a table and made Tobe and another character fly into the air with a single hit - 1 x 03

• Broke a huge cat statue with a single kick - 1 x 06

• Used her hand as a jackhammer and made Mount Rushmore into her and Garu - 1 x 02

• Made the Leaning tower straight with a single tap - 1 x 02

• Lifted a couch and smashed it on the ground so hard the walls shook - 1 x 16

• Threw Tobe to outer space - 1 x 17

• Stomped so hard Garu was pushed back and the wall along with the building collapsed - 1 x 18

• Beat up and punched a huge fish out the water while underwater - 1 x 21

• Used the top half of Tobe's ninja star machine as a bat and hit Tobe really far - 1 x 23

Speed (only two)

• Made the ferris wheel go hella fast - 1 x 04

• Ran around the world - 1 x 02

Durability (also only two)

• Broke a log with her head, without force - 1 x 06

• Can survive explosions - 1 x 15

Extra/Superhuman abilities

• Managed to eat a whole long noodle in one go - 1 x 02

• Made a single snowflake into a huge snowball and blew it away - 1 x 02

• Made trees, people and mountains?? Hills?? Fly away with a big blow from her - 1 x 11

• Can start a flood with her tears - 1 x 15

• Can also cry a literal waterfall with her tears - 1 x 18

• Can hold her breath for a very long time - 1 x 21

• Can see and enter peoples dreams - 1 x 22

• A fire usually sparks over her head when she gets mad

• Can handle electricity from an electric eel - 1 x 24

[pupkou]

goodbye bnha/haikyuu friends :( hi everyone, just wanted to thank you all for the great memories that we've shared during my time on bnha/haikyuu tumblr over these past.. almost 4 years. unfortunately, i lost my virginity and therefore i am no longer qualified to be a fan. i’ll miss this community and its posts greatly. tobe fly

[stenka-razin]

in 2023 I watched some movies

I was gonna catch up on all those best picture nominees from the last 5 years, but watched crap like Caligula 2 instead

The 1989 World Tour - Live (2015, dir. Jonas Åkerlund) Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery (2022, dir. Rian Johnson) Flight 666 (2008, dir. Scot McFayden and Sam Dunn) Dracula (1931, dir. Todd Browning) Moonraker (1979, dir. Lewis Gilbert) The Pez Outlaw (2022, dir. Bryan Storkel and Amy Bandlien Storkel) Encino Man (1992, dir. Les Mayfield) Star Trek: Insurrection (1998, dir. Jonathan Frakes) Once Upon a Time in… Hollywood (2019, dir. Quentin Tarantino) Cleopatra (1963, dir. Joseph L. Mankiewicz) The Alligator People (1959, dir. Roy Del Ruth) The Silence of the Lambs (1991, dir. Thomas Demme) Godzilla vs. Megalon (“ゴジラ対メガロ” 1973, dir. Jun Fukuda) Invasion of Astro-Monster (“怪獣大戦争” 1965, dir. Ishirō Honda) Breaking a Monster (2015, dir. Luke Meyer) Terror at Orgy Castle (1971, dir. Zoltan G. Spencer) Wake in Fright ("Outback" 1971, dir. Ted Kotcheff) m.A.A.d. (2014, dir. Khalil Joseph) Reservoir Dogs (1992, dir. Quentin Tarantino) Kung Pow! Enter the Fist (2002, dir. Steve Oedekerk) House (1977, dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi) Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981, dir. Steven Spielberg) Dunkirk (2017, dir. Christopher Nolan) Final Destination (2000, dir. James Wong) Glitch: The Rise & Fall of HQ Trivia (2023, dir. Salima Koroma) Basic Instinct (1992, dir. Paul Verhoeven) Pee Wee’s Big Adventure (1985, dir. Tim Burton) Caligula 2: The Untold Story (“Caligola: La storia mai raccontata” 1982, dir. Joe D’Amato) La noche del terror ciego (1972, dir. Amando de Ossorio) Rocky IV (1985, dir. Sylvester Stallone) Saw IV (2007, dir. Darren Lynn Bousman) House of Wax (1953, dir. Andre DeToth) Thir13en Ghosts (2001, dir. Steve Beck) Kashchey the Immortal (“Кащей Бессмертный” 1944, dir. Aleksandr Rou) Ghost Ship (2002, dir. Steve Beck) The Blood on Satan’s Claw (1971, dir. Piers Haggard) The Face of Fu Manchu (1965, dir. Don Sharp) The Brides of Fu Manchu (1966, dir. Don Sharp) The Vengeance of Fu Manchu (1967, dir. Jeremy Summers) The Blood of Fu Manchu (1968, dir. Jesús Franco) April Fool's Day (1986, dir. Fred Walton) It's Pat 1994, dir. Adam Bernstein) The Castle of Fu Manchu (1969, dir. Jesús Franco) Adam and Eve Meet the Cannibals ("Adam ed Eve, la prima storia d'amore" 1983, dir. Enzo Doria & Luigi Rosso) The Mountain of the Cannibal God (“La montagna del dio cannibale” 1978, dir. Sergio Martino) When Harry Met Sally… (1989, dir. Rob Reiner) Beetlejuice (1988, dir. Tim Burton) Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring (2001, dir. Peter Jackson, Long as Shit Version) The Hobbit (1977, dir. Arthur Rankin Jr. & Jules Bass) The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (1920, dir. Robert Wiene) The Wicker Man (1973, dir. Robin Hardy) The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974, dir. Tobe Hooper) House of 1000 Corpses (2003, dir. Rob Zombie) Chopping Mall (1986, dir. Jim Wynorski) Basket Case (1982, dir. Frank Henenlotter) Cube (1997, dir. Vincenzo Natali) Cube 2: Hypercube (2002, dir. Andrzej Sekula) Practical Magic (1998, dir. Griffin Dunne) Tropic Thunder (2008, dir. Ben Stiller) Star Wars: The Force Awakens (2015, dir. J.J. Abrams) Star Wars: The Last Jedi (2017, dir. Rian Johnson) Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker (2019, dir. J.J. Abrams) Eyes Wide Shut (1999, dir. Stanley Kubrick) Superbad (2007, dir. Greg Mottola) Bruce Almighty (2003, dir. Tom Shadyac) House of Flying Daggers (“十面埋伏” 2004, dir. Zhang Yimou) Saltburn (2023, dir. Emerald Fennell) Grandma’s Boy (2006, dir. Nicholaus Goossen) Five Nights at Freddy's (2023, dir. Emma Tammi) Caligula and Messalina (“Caligula et Messaline” 1981, dir. Bruno Mattei) The Wizard of Oz (1939, dir. Victor Fleming, King Vidor, George Cukor, and Norman Taurog) A Christmas Prince (2017, dir. Alex Zamm) A Christmas Prince: The Royal Wedding (2018, dir. John Schulz) The Knight Before Christmas (2019, dir. Monika Mitchell) Goldfinger (1964, dir. Guy Hamilton) Total Recall (1990, dir. Paul Verhoeven)

[rosemaidenvixen]

If you still need some more prompts how abouttt. “I… i think I have fangs.” for Mary, Darci & Claire.

And

“Is that really red syrup? Please tell me it’s syrup.” For all five of the kids (Jim, Toby, Mary, Darci and Claire) or if that’s too many just Toby & Jim.

First prompt answered here

Urban Legend

Ao3

“Dude I think that was a dead rat,”

“That was just plastic, now focus,”

“Tobes I’m pretty sure that one was real,”

“Jim we passed a silicone zombie, two fake giant spiders, and no fewer than four killer clowns who did not in fact kill us. The rat was fake now get your head in the game,”

Jim glared up at him, the furious look on his face still visible even though the only light came from spotty moonlight “Why did you drag me here again?”

Toby inclined his head to the trio walking ten feet ahead of them “To impress the ladies, that’s why,”

The official popular clique at Arcadia Oaks High had a very specific initiation ritual. The upperclassmen would bring any freshmen that wanted to join to a sewer tunnel, with a map and detailed instructions on how to make it to the other end. Anyone who finished the gauntlet was in.

Of course there were dozens of rumors about people going missing and monsters living in the sewer tunnels, but everyone above the age of thirteen knew those were just urban legends bolstered by the rumor mill and the Halloween decorations the seniors put down there to scare the pledges.

Toby happened to strike gold when he’d overheard Regina briefing Mary, Darci, and Claire on the date and time of their initiation. Knowing a once in a lifetime opportunity when he saw one, he’d jumped in and asked if he and Jim could come along. To his delight Regina had agreed.

Well her actual words were ‘I guess you can tag along but that doesn't mean you dweebs are in’ which was fine with him. If Toby ever became popular it would be on his terms and no one else's, even if that meant he never was part of the ‘in’ crowd. He knew he and Jim were cool, and hopefully by the end of the night Mary, Darci, and Claire would to.

Sure they had to slog through a river of muck, and the sewers smelled like the bottom of a dumpster mixed with low tide, but it would be worth it.

“I’m not sure getting my socks soaked through with sewage is worth getting Claire to notice me,”

“First off, that's just rainwater, black water runs in a completely different line. Second I think what you meant to say was ‘Thank you Toby for the opportunity to talk to Claire Nuñez, who I have a very obvious crush on, without interruptions’,”

The gloom of the tunnel did nothing to hide the bright red of Jim’s face “I’ll…I’ll talk to Claire when I’m ready,”

Toby held back a deep groan, knowing Jim ‘When he was ready’ would end up being his eightieth birthday. Time to shove the baby bird out of the nest and watch them fly. 

“One day you’ll thank me for this,” grasping his friend by the elbow, Toby yanked him along forward as he jogged ahead.

“Wait Tobes don–”

“Good evening ladies,” Toby greeted as they caught up to the trio “How are you enjoying Arcadia’s finest sewer?”

Claire and Darci gave him questioning looks while Mary just rolled her eyes “It’s nasty as hell, thanks for asking. And if you’re here to protect us from the big bad sewer monsters don’t bother,”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, I just wanted to see what kind of mannequins the seniors managed to stash down here. Although if a sewer monster did show up I’m confident you three could handle him,”

Trying to be the big tough knight in shining armor was a rookie mistake. These girls were absolute queens and they knew it. They didn’t need a guy to protect them, they could do that themselves thankyouverymuch. What they needed was a guy who appreciated how awesome they were, standing by with a shield while they chopped off the monster’s head themselves.

Mary narrowed her eyes and said nothing, Claire looked neutral but Darci actually giggled a bit. 

They had their opening.

“I mean look at that guy,”

Toby gestured towards a dummy dressed as a businessman, plastic axe buried in his head surrounded by fake blood “I mean who wears business casual into the sewers? And that blood, totally not realistic, Jim remind me what the recipe for fake blood is?”

Still flushed, Jim managed to stutter out an answer “You do it by mixing corn syrup, corn starch, water, and red food coloring. Although I think for the fake blood on Mister Business the just used red food coloring without adding any other colors,”

Mary’s eyebrows rumpled “Wait I thought blood was supposed to be red?”

“It is, but adding just a hint of other colors adds contrast that makes the red hue richer,”

“Yeah Jim’s pretty much a genius in the kitchen,” Toby patted his friend’s back “He makes a mean cordon bleu,”

“What about you?” Darci elbowed him with a grin “What exactly does Toby Domzalski bring to the table?”

“I’m a man of many talents. Geology whiz, legendary DM, anime expert, and I’m no chef Jimbo but I do make a mean green bean casserole,”

“Speaking of food check out the blood on this guy,” Claire walked over to a small side tunnel where another mannequin was laying sprawled against the wall “They definitely went the extra mile on the blood,”

The rest of them followed her, gathering around the small side tunnel and the body inside.

This one was definitely a cut above the others. It looked like a scruffy white guy dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, with impressively realistic looking dirt and grime. A nasty gouge cut out of his neck with blood running down his front and smeared along the tunnel wall, even congealed in some pl–

Wait…how exactly did they get corn syrup to congeal?

Come to think of it, how exactly had the seniors managed to get a mannequin this good, it almost looked like…

Something cold settled in Toby’s chest, an idea too awful or horrifying to even consider so he didn’t let it fully form.

After all there’s no way this could actually–

“Is that red syrup?” Mary whispered, voice tight, prodding Jim with her elbow “Please tell me that’s syrup?” 

Jim didn’t say anything, but his chalky face and gaunt expression did all the talking for him.

Claire stepped forward and gently reached out to tap the mannequin’s–

It was a mannequin it had to be a mannequin 

Cheek with a single finger.

The instant it made contact Claire whipped it away, a scream choked into a strangled cry escaping her throat.

Toby’s heartbeat boomed in his ears as the thought he’d been desperately trying not to think about blasted to the front of his mind.

“Guys that’s…that’s not a mannequin,”

No one said anything but the silence that filled the tunnel spoke volumes.

Suddenly Toby was very aware that he was in a dark sewer tunnel in the middle of the night, no one knew where he was and no one would hear if they screamed.

“We need to get out of here, now.” Darci said, voice low and serious.

Toby agreed wholeheartedly, and was about to join the others in hauling ass out of this sewer when Claire actually took a step down the side tunnel.

“I think we should check this out,” 

“What!? You want us to go down the spooky tunnel with the dead body in it!?” Mary hissed.

“Yeah that’s basic horror movie 101, you do not go down the dark spooky tunnel with an actual human corpse in it!” Toby was psyching himself up to start grabbing shoulders and dragging, but before he could do anything Jim stepped up to Claire’s side.

“Someone else could be hurt or stuck, and if they are, we need to help them,”

Whatever objections Toby had died in his throat. Going forward was still a boneheaded idea, but deep down he knew Jim was right. Maybe it was a stupid move, but if someone was there and in trouble they couldn’t just walk on by.

“Ok but let's be smart about this, we need people watching our front, back, and sides at all time,”

“I’ll take front,” Jim and Claire said simultaneously, glancing at each other.

“I’ll watch our backs,” Mary added.

Toby looked towards Darci “You ok with watching right while I watch left?”

Her expression was gaunt but she still gave a sharp nod of acknowledgement.

“Then let’s go,”

The five of them made their way down the narrow tunnel, scant moonlight gone, lit only by the light of their phones, the smell even more intense in the small space, following the streaks of rusty red along the wall.

After a few minutes of walking the red along the wall curved away into an even smaller passage. The five of them having to go single file, cautiously creeping inside a small chamber at the end.

For a second Toby forgot about the very real dead body they’d just passed and thought that the seniors must have set up some kind of fake mad science lab. The room they found themselves in was cluttered with bubbling beakers over smoldering burners, lit by the cool glow of fluorescent lanterns. 

Then the smell hit him and he realized this was anything but.

“Guys this is a meth lab we need to get out of here now,”

Claire whipped around towards him “How the heck do you know what a meth lab looks like!?”

“Watching Breaking Bad how else!? We need to go before–”

“You brats aren’t going anywhere,”

They all froze at the sound, Toby’s heart shooting straight up into his throat, turning to see a guy who looked just as scruffy as the dead guy pointing a handgun at them.

“I wouldn’t let Jason narc on me, and I won’t let some random brats–”

Whatever else the guy had to say was lost when Mary threw a boiling beaker full of something in his face. Whatever it was making a nasty hissing sound when it made contact with his skin. He howled in pain, dropping the gun and pawing at his face, and the five of them booked it out the room.

The five of them sprinted down the dark tunnel, not even seeing where they were going. Pain flared in his knees and elbows as Toby banged into the walls in his mad sprint but he didn’t slow down. They were so frantic in their running Toby didn’t notice until too late that they’d made a wrong turn at the small tunnel.

“Guys I think we’re lost,”

They came to a halt at a crossroads, whipping around at the various tunnels surrounding them,  Claire pulling out her map.

“Any…” Jim pulled in a deep shuddering breath “Aanyone know the way out?”.

“That way…I think,” Claire looked up from the map and pointed down a side tunnel, this one with a very real rat crawling along–

A thunderous boom and the rat vanished in an instant, the concrete behind it spattered in red.

Toby whirled to see scruffy, splotchy red burns covering his face and a shotgun tightly gripped in both hands. At the sight his entire body went cold all over. A handgun was bad but a single bullet could easily be dodged, but a shotgun in this small a space–

Oh god they were going to die.

“No one’s going anywhere!” Scruffy barked “I’ve worked too long and too hard to let it get screwed up by–”

There was another skittering sound to their side, Scruffy whipped the gun around and fired.

Toby stared at the spot, but to his surprise instead of the red spatter of another rat this was green…and thick looking, stray arms and legs still twitching.

What the fu–

The cocking of the shotgun pulled his attention back to scruffy.

“Now all of you against the wall before I–”

“Waka chaka….”

The voice, so low and raspy, for a second Toby thought he imagined it, echoed from behind scruffy. Along with the clicking of claws on stone.

Scruffy whirled around, allowing the others to see the creature.

It was green, about the size of a cat, round fat body with spindly limbs, pointy ears and wide frog-like mouth lined with large teeth.

The creature hissed at Scruffy, who yelped and fired the shotgun again. Turning the creature into a green puddle with a loud blast.

“Waka chaka…”

Another identical green creature crawling in from a side tunnel, Toby and the others dove for cover as scruffy blasted it away to.

“Waka chaka…”

“Waka chaka…”

“Waka chaka..”

More and more green creatures poured in from all around them, seemingly endless, scruffy firing this way and that. The deafening booms echoing in the small space. But for every creature he blew away two more took its place. Soon the entire space was swarming with green creatures, all of them streaming towards scruffy as he struggled to keep them at bay with his shotgun.

And Scruffy pulled the trigger only to hear the gun click harmlessly.

He bellowed and started batting away creatures with the butt of the gun, but then one jumped on top of his head, another two on his back, and a third on his chest sent him toppling to the ground.

Scruffy vanished in an instant as the creatures swarmed over him with various cries of ‘Waka chaka’ his shouts of alarm turning to howls of pain.

It was horrible but Toby couldn’t look away, staring at the writhing mass of green creatures while scruffy screeched in agony underneath them.

A tug on his elbow startled him, whipping around to see Darci, face a mask of desperation, pulling him in the direction of a side tunnel. The others already standing outside it poised to run.

Right, this wasn’t time to stop and stare. They had to get out while the getting was good. Toby hurried after her, filing into the tunnel with the others, sparing the writhing green mass that concealed scruffy one final glance before it vanished from sight.

But his screams followed them as they went down the tunnel, getting softer and softer before abruptly cutting off in a wet gurgle.

Toby forced himself to not think about what that meant and kept running.

Finally, he felt the cool breeze of fresh air on his face as the five of them staggered outside. Darkness of the tunnel giving way to swaying trees beneath a starry sky.

“What…” Mary managed to gasp out between panted breaths, sinking down on her hands and knees in the dirt “What were those things?”

They all shared a tense look but no one said anything.

Frankly Toby had no idea what those things were. And he knew that later, after the adrenaline faded and he actually had time to process what the hell they’d just seen, he would question everything he thought he knew about their town, the world they lived in, and the creatures they shared it with.

But right now he was just grateful to be alive.

[ackaff]

she tobe on my fly til i high

[tinyreviews]

1970s Cinema

The 1970s were a dynamic and transformative decade for cinema, with filmmakers pushing boundaries, exploring new themes, and producing influential films.

New Hollywood: The 1970s witnessed the continuation of the New Hollywood era, characterized by bold and innovative filmmaking. Directors like Martin Scorsese, Francis Ford Coppola, Steven Spielberg, and George Lucas emerged during this time, bringing a fresh and personal approach to their films.

American New Wave: The 1970s saw the rise of the American New Wave, also known as the "Movie Brats" era. Filmmakers like Scorsese, Coppola, and Robert Altman created gritty, character-driven films that tackled social issues and pushed the boundaries of storytelling. Notable films include "Taxi Driver" (1976), "The Godfather" (1972), "Jaws" (1975), and "Star Wars" (1977).

Blaxploitation: Blaxploitation films, primarily featuring African-American casts and urban themes, gained popularity in the 1970s. Films like "Shaft" (1971), "Super Fly" (1972), and "Foxy Brown" (1974) celebrated black culture and addressed social and political issues.

Disaster Films: The 1970s saw a surge in disaster films, often featuring star-studded ensemble casts and high-stakes scenarios. Movies like "The Towering Inferno" (1974), "Earthquake" (1974), and "Airport" (1970) captivated audiences with their suspenseful and action-packed narratives.

Horror Films: The 1970s is often referred to as the "Golden Age of Horror." Filmmakers like Wes Craven, John Carpenter, and Tobe Hooper revolutionized the genre with films like "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" (1974), "Halloween" (1978), and "The Exorcist" (1973), which became instant classics.

Asian Cinema: The 1970s witnessed a surge in popularity for Asian cinema, particularly in martial arts films from Hong Kong. Legendary martial arts actors like Bruce Lee gained international recognition with films such as "Enter the Dragon" (1973) and "The Way of the Dragon" (1972).

European Art House Cinema: European art house cinema continued to flourish in the 1970s. Directors like Federico Fellini, Ingmar Bergman, and Werner Herzog produced influential films like "Amarcord" (1973), "Cries and Whispers" (1972), and "Aguirre, the Wrath of God" (1972).

Social and Political Films: The 1970s were marked by an increased focus on social and political issues. Films like "All the President's Men" (1976), "Dog Day Afternoon" (1975), and "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" (1975) reflected the era's cultural and political climate.