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watermelonlovershigh · 1 year

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You're a Little Too Loud in Bed (SMUT)

AN: this was loosely inspired by this tiktok. i instantly thought of writing a fan fiction when i watched it. and before anyone comes at me with negative comments, i would NEVER write a story where a child sees their parents having sex. that's very traumatizing for so many. this is as far as i'd go in writing something like this. let me know if you enjoyed!!

This story contains: sex, use of vibrators, crying child, comfort, reassurance, fluffy ending

{ dadrry - dilf!harry - husbandrry - soft!harry - 3 kids (2 unnamed, 1 named Masie [May-zee] ) - harry age 35 }

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Due to the pleasurable sex you had with Harry, you accidently moan too loud and your daughter down the hall wakes up and gets scared that something is wrong with her mummy.

Harry was currently fucking you from behind. You're on all fours in the center of your king size bed, Harry standing on his knees as he thrusted into you. He had one hand on your hip and the other was reaching down, holding your vibrating wand to your clit to give you added pleasure as well as pleasure for him because the vibrations were hitting his balls with each thrust.

You were trying really hard to stay quiet because your kids were asleep in their rooms down the hall. But with Harry's long, thick cock pounding into your pussy and the steady vibrations attacking your clit, you were struggling with that. Even Harry was struggling to keep his moans at bay.

See, the two of you typically have two different types of sex in your sex lives. The sex that's more slow and anguished where you're all lovey dovey with each other. It can be done in the bathtub or under the covers. Basically love making. Which you'd say you do most often just because you both genuinely love feeling close to one another on levels other than physically, like emotionally.

Then there's fucking sex. Sex that isn't really love making but isn't too kinky either. You normally do positions other than missionary and add a couple toys into the mix. What you're doing now is what you'd consider more so fucking. When you make love you can normally keep quiet and allow your moans to travel into one another's mouths from sloppily making out. But with sex in doggy position with a vibrator in use, it's so much hader.

When you feel yourself getting close, you shove your head into your pillow to try and conceal the moans that you know you won't be able to hold in any longer when you climax. Harry doesn't even need to ask if you're close because he can feel you becoming wetter and your walls are starting to seize up around his shaft.

Harry leans over your back and heaves in a seductive voice, "Come on, let go for me. Let go, baby." He was struggling to hold off on his own orgasm because you just felt so good. And he wasn't twenty-five any more. He's thirty-five. Fucking you in doggy really wears him out.

"I'm, Oh God," you start to speak but are cut off when Harry begins moving the wand from side to side over your clitoris to speed up the process, "I'm coming. Holy shit!" Your back arches upwards and your hands grip the bed sheets beneath you so hard you feel as if you might just rip a hole in the fabric. Your vaginal walls squeeze Harry so tightly that he begins to come as well.

Once you start to come down from your orgasms, Harry turns the vibrating wand off and tosses it across the bed. His hips stop their thrusting and slowly he becomes soft within you. You're both breathing heavy and have a thin layer of sweat coating your naked skin. Your knees give out which leads to you laying flush to the mattress. And well, with Harry still inside of your cunt, he comes crumbling down with you.

He carefully falls on your back so he doesn't hurt you and for a minute you lay together in silence, soaking up each others comfort and love. That is until you hear a wailing cry coming from down the hallway. "Fuck," Harry grumbles, not wanting to separate from your body but knowing he has to check on his child, "I'll go see what's the matter, alright. You stay put." He really hoped whoever was crying hadn't been sick because he really doesn't want to deal with puke right now. But he would if he had to.

With a kiss to the back of your sweaty neck, Harry slips out of you and begins to shuffle off the bed and towards his dresser to find himself some briefs and shorts to put on. You turn around and get under the duvet to cover yourself up at least a little bit. After Harry is dressed enough, he flings your bedroom door open and quickly travels down the hall to where the cries are coming from.

He comes to realize they are coming from your daughter Masie's room, who's five years old. Harry opens her door and coos gently while walking towards her little bed, "Hey loves, what's the matter? Why'r you crying, baby?"

Masie looks at her father and makes grbby hands, wanting him to pick her up. She's a bit too heavy to lift like this but Harry will do anything for his children. Once she's in her daddy's arms, she cries with her little arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder, "I..... I heard mummy screaming. Is she, is she okay?"

Harry has never felt more embarrassed yet proud in his entire life as he does right now. Embarrassed that his daughter heard you screaming during sex. Well it was more so loud moaning that you tried to conceal best as possible, but to a five year old, screaming is the best word she can describe it as. And proud he can still make you scream during sex.

Rubbing a palm up and down her small back, Harry coos, "Shhh, she's perfectly fine, lovie. Mummy wasn't screaming in a bad way. It was happy screams."

As Masie's cries slowly stop, she demands softly, "Wanna see mummy, please."

"Okay, okay, but she'll come in here, alright. Here, sit on your bed and I'll bring her in here so she can tell you she's fine." Harry tells his daughter while carefully setting her back down in her bed. He would have brought her to you but he knows you're not decent at the moment, still chilling naked under the covers.

Masie mutters out a quiet, "M'kay." and waits for her mummy to come see her. Harry quickly goes back into your shared bedroom with embarrassment on his face. You look at your husband as he enters and question worriedly, "Is my baby, okay? What was wrong?"

He goes over to your dresser to pick you out some clothes and answers, "Maise heard you screaming. She thought something was wrong with you and was just worried. Now she wants you to come see her. Here, let me help you get dressed." Harry helps you slip over your t-shirt, not bothering with a bra around the house, and pair of panties and shorts.

Right before you make your way to your daughters room, Harry whispers, "Guess m'gonna have to hold your mouth shut next time."

You turn around with a cheeky glare and retort, "Hey, it's not my fault you fucked me so well. Can barely walk and my clit is still throbbing uncomfortably."

Hand in hand you enter Masie's bedroom and she's just where Harry had left her. When she sees you her bottom lip quivers and she begins to cry again, probably from relief her mummy was okay. No matter how good of a fuck you just had, your daughter's well being is your number one priority and it kills you that she was this worried about you. Thank god you have a rule in this house to always knock on your door so she didn't walk in on the act. That would have traumatized everyone.

"Hey, my darling, mummy's alright. See, I'm okay." you say in a comforting voice as you lean down to wrap her in a hug.

With her face buried in your neck, she asks, "You screamed happy screams?" You snatch you head around to give Harry who's standing in the doorway a death stare. How dare he, but also how else are you supposed to explain to a five year old that what she heard was moans from her parents being intimate. I mean it's totally normal and healthy for couples to have sex but she's way too young to know that right now.

"Yes Masie, mummy was screaming because she was really happy. You know your daddy makes mummy real happy sometimes. Just like when something is really funny and you laugh loudly, well that's kinda like what mummy done, okay."

She nods and questions, "Can I sleep with you tonight, please?" She doesn't really get to sleep in bed with you and Harry unless she's sick, but on special occasions you'll let her, or any of your kids for that matter.

Hugging her to you tightly and lifting her off the bed, you answer, "Yeah, I guess for tonight it won't hurt. Harry, go um, fresh," you try and tell him without saying it out loud, pointing at Masie's covers, "change them." you mouth the last part. Realization comes across Harry's face and he gives you a thumbs up before scurrying off to change your bed sheets.

Though you did lay a towel down during the sex, just something about your daughter sleeping in the same sheets and duvet you fucked on feels wrong. To give him a minute to change the bedding on your bed, you carry Masie into the hall bathroom and help her use the toilet before she sleeps again. Of course she's potty trained but still needs help wiping sometimes.

Five minutes later you walk back into your bedroom to see Harry just now finishing changing the bedding. He turns around and speaks, "There's my girls. Come on, get under the covers and lets give each other cuddles." Your family is very physically affectionate people. You all love hugs and cuddling one another.

You set your daughter Masie in the center of the bed and both you and Harry slip in the duvet beside her. Once Harry turns the lamp off, you both sink down under the fresh covers more and slide over until she's right in between the two of you. You each lean down and place a kiss to her tiny cheeks before settling in the warmth of each other for sleep.

Right as you and Harry start to drift off from exhaustion, you hear a small, "Love you." coming from your daughters mouth. Harry and you both reply back with, "We love you, too." and then sleep finally takes over.

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elfiewhore · 14 days

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Mommy domme elf story

Hello my dears and darlings! Finally, the long promised elf mommy domme story is here! Or at least, the first two chapters. As I began writing I realised that this idea had a firm hold on my mind and I want to write a slow, lewd and enticing tale. So that means this will be part 1 of ? - The first two chapters.

Please feel free to give me any feedback and/or tell me what you'd like to see next! This story is written from the perspective of the reader as the member of an adventuring party. The gender and name of the protagonist is purposefully left vague which, while it does mean some specific descriptions will be a little nonspecific, hopefully means that you can easily identify yourself in the story <3 This story is strictly 18+ and contains/will contain content including but not limited to: Humiliation, peeing, diapers, AB/DL, gfd, age regression, crossdressing(depending on how you identify), chastity and monsterfucking. All that out of the way, without further adieu I give you the first two chapters of my as-yet-unnamed story!

Chapter 1: An unexpected parting “I’m afraid I cannot continue along this path. To be quite frank you are all far too reckless. The strain it places upon me is far greater than any I have faced before. I wish you well, but I must depart.” That was the last words of your party’s healer, a priestess sworn to a god of healing. She was your last resort, having had to beg for the mercy of the church to provide her services free of charge. And she wasn’t wrong. Your party are notably reckless, charging headlong into combat without a second thought. This devil-may-care attitude had at first earned you some renown, as your bravado led to taking on the most dangerous of missions posted in the Adventurer’s guild. Slaying harpies, undead, and even a gryphon! The stuffed head of which is now resting within the guilds’ storage as collateral for your replacement arms and armour after the last debacle. Not that it was your fault, mind! You were always good. You listened to the numerous healers that had come and gone through your party. Standing where they wished, protecting them, ferrying potions. You were always their favourites, it wasn’t fair that the others always dragged you down. But you couldn’t leave either, the reputation stuck. You sent out subtle enquiries to other famous bands only to be rejected at each turn. Even the less reputable groups required steep entry fees as ‘insurance’ should they require costly resurrection magicks. Truly it was a terrible situation. And now here you were sitting in the foyer of the guild. The wooden walls of this esteemed establishment groaning under the weight of trophies and banners of heroes long past. They did little to inspire as you sat with your chin in your hands, waiting for a representative from the guilds’ treasury so that you can convince them not to repossess your equipment. “Just give ‘em the puppydog eyes. No one can resist those!” Your group had told you. And this was also true. It wasn’t your fault that you weren’t especially strong or imposing. It was useful for fulfilling your role but unfortunately led to you often being underestimated or treated childishly. Your mind swirled in a thunderstorm. Travelling without a healer was tantamount to a death sentence. Out in the wilderness, even the smallest cut could lead to a life-threatening infection. Not to mention mummy rot, lycanthropy, wyvern stings. Everyone had a role to play and you were missing one. “Excuse me. Is this the Adventuring Guild?” Came a breathy, soft spoken voice. Airy and light. You glanced up to see a woman standing before the desk, speaking to the clerk. Your breath caught for a moment in your throat as you took her in. Long, beautiful hair the colour of spun gold and braided with gems that glittered like stars tumbled down her back like a waterfall, framing the back of this curvy, enchanting figure. Every movement, no matter how small, was performed with effortless grace as she rested a staff of living wood against the desk. Atop it rested a crystal so pure one could see right through it, and silvery threads of magicked metals intertwined with the knots and whorls of the staff. Pretty (and valuable) as that staff may be your eyes refused to be pulled away from this woman. Clad in a robe of forest greens that flowed about her as if pulled by an unfelt breeze. Trumpet sleeves made of thin, almost translucent fabrics revealed pale and unblemished skin. But most notable of all, perhaps, were her ears. An unusual thing, one might thing, to focus upon. But the tips were long and pointed.

An elf.. you think to yourself. A rarity to be sure. These reclusive, powerful creatures lived for millennia within their enchanted forests and reclusive holds. To see one traveling the world was an unusual sight indeed, for they often cared not for the affairs of men, halflings and other mortal beings. Content to remain within their own communities and spend their time plumbing the depths of the arcane and the nature of the divine, among others. “Yes this is the Ad-” the clerk stops, their eyes widening as they look up at this woman. “H-How may I.. Help you?” “Hehe! Oh please don’t be alarmed, sweetie. I don’t bite!” The woman’s voice again, a soft whisper. The susurration of a blanket being draped around you. “I’m only here to see if any parties are in need of a.. Oh what’s the word in this era.. A physiker? No..” “A healer?” Your eyes widen. That was your voice. Why did you speak? You groaned internally. Drawing attention to yourself never ended well. The figure turns, blessing you with a radiant smile. “Yes! Oh thank you!” Her eyes regard you from above as you are given a chance to look upon her face. Flawless as the rest, her eyes were a strange cavalcade of colour. At once purple, then gold, then blue as they took you in. Though no wrinkles could be seen, for elves are forever youthful, her countenance held a certain age to it. A wisdom beyond your own. You attempted to be polite, to meet her gaze. But that was difficult at the best of times and you were somewhat distracted by the revelation that her dress did little to contain a bountiful chest. The creamy pale skin stark against the deep green dress. It did not look ill-fitting, mind. Simply.. This woman’s bust demanded attention. Her ruby-clad lips draw your eyes northward once more. “My my! Let me help you with that!” She coos, in a voice tinged deeply with maternal concern. She reaches down and cups your cheek with a touch so delicate and warm you at once wish to melt into it. Your face had been rather beaten up in the last adventure, and with none to restore your vigor now you simply had to patch them up. But now the aches subsided more swiftly than they had ever before. Not just those upon your face, as the elf whispers her magic, it travels through your body. Soothing the woes of fatigue and injury. Even old wounds you had long since accepted receded before her radiance. Her hand pulls away and you can’t stop your face from following. Unbalanced, you collapse upon the floor with an embarrassed groan as you are snapped back to reality. A sound graces your ears. Like a babbling brook meets the chime of crystals. You realise she’s giggling. Your cheeks flush red as you rush to your feet.

Her laughter stops as she looks genuinely apologetic. “I am sorry, little one. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It was simply.. Cute.” Normally being called such a thing enraged you, frustrated you. But now… It felt comforting. “It’s okay.” you mumble.

“A-hem!” a stuffy voice draws your attention. You see the stuffy mustache first, like a hateful caterpillar resting upon the craggy face of a mountain filled with debt. The treasurer. “You again. I told you before if your party cannot prove to this guild that you are capable of finding a consistent and reliable healer to prevent any further deaths we will be forced to repossess the equipment we have graciously provided! I shan’t hear any more arguments or delays! So I ask for a final time. Have you a member capable of sealing wounds and ensuring your survival?” their stern gaze pierces you and your words wither in your throat. You tried to muster some kind of response but all that begins to croak out is a pathetic “N-no..” “Now now!” A scolding voice rang out. “There’s no need for that! No matter how urgent you feel your issue may be there’s no excuse for snapping! Or being impolite! If you must know ‘tis I that has joined this worthy band of warriors and, personally, I believe you would scarcely find a better purveyor of magicks and mending than one of my people. Now unless you would doubt the provenance of my ability, I have matters to discuss with my noble companion!” It was the elf. When did- You didn’t ask her to join you?! You barely spoke a word to her. And yet here she was, standing beside you with an arm protectively holding you against her side. Your cheek presses against her soft, warm breast through the thin fabric as you are held with a surprisingly firm grip.

Chapter 2: Mommy’s home

The elf, whom you learned was named Nimue, was true to her word. Requesting (or gently demanding) to be taken to where your group were staying to introduce herself. She was apparently a mage of great renown amongst her own people who had left the isolation of her home to travel amongst the younger races as, in her own words, she ‘missed the energy and vibrancy of youth’ You couldn’t very well say no. You needed a healer. Furthermore elves legendarily had little need for riches which was a source of great frustration for any trader that fancied trying to arrange a trade deal for their crafts. So payment seemed not to be an issue. Dutifully you returned to the house your party had purchased many moons ago. Now somewhat dilapidated, the garden overgrown. It made you well up with shame to bring such a perfect and ethereal figure to this place. But her face remained impassive as she was led inside not that the interior fared much better. Broken bottles, dust, overturned chairs. Too often had your party returned here either too tired or drunk to care about cleanliness and it had become simply a part of the decor. First to meet you were the leaders of your band. A pair of twins, one a swordsman named Krennan and the other a channeller of barbaric rage named Mithra. “Well now, pipsqueak. Who’s this you brought with yo-” Began the swordsman, only to be cut off. “I think that’s quite a rude nickname to give someone, don’t you think?” The elf’s voice came in clipped tones, her hands on her hips. “How would you like it if someone called you pipsqueak, hmm? Just because you’re bigger doesn’t mean you get to bully others you know!” The twins look stunned. Confused. They hadn’t even exchanged names and already this lady was scolding them like a schoolteacher. “Well? Not to mention the absolute state of this abode. I’m told you are the ‘leaders’ of this little group? Hmm? Well I don’t see much leading if you leave this place in such a mess!” You couldn’t help but smile, though you attempted to hide it. To see these two being taken down a peg was… Wonderful. You glanced up at this woman, this saviour and your heart leapt just a little. You clung to her side even though you technically could have left at any time. Nowhere felt safer than right here, especially after her gentle arm almost habitually draped itself around you. “Now do either of you have anything to say for yourselves?” Her voice never raised, not once. But the tone, the power, the authority. It was all that was needed. The duo mumble and hang their heads, somehow cowed by this beautiful stranger. “Now apologize.” She commands. Krennan begins to mumble but withers under her gaze. “S-Sorry for calling you a pipsqueak.” He says a little more clearly. “That’s better. Now dearies. Thanks to a certain someone here-” she announces, rubbing your arm affectionately. “-I am your new… What was the word again in this era?” She asks you. “Healer” You say back up to her, feeling an utter rush of pride that you could be helpful to her. Especially as she beams back down at you. “I am your new healer! I’ll make sure you’re all back in bed safe and sound each and every night!” Her words are accompanied with a happy giggle. “But first sweeties, I think we need to do something about this mess, don’t you? After all. Cleanliness is next to godliness! So come along, pick up a brush. No dillydallying!” She ferries you and the other two further into the house, ushering you like children.

The next few hours consisted of chores. Cleaning the house, trimming the garden, dusting every inch that could be dusted. Your other companions - A scout named Callie and a sorcerer named Ilnax, were roped into the affair with sleepy confusion. That they fucked regularly was the worst kept secret in the group and today was no exception. But Nimue had some kind of.. Allure. Power. Nothing magical, you don’t think. Simply an aura of maternal authority. You found yourself eager to please, trusting that she knew best. And before long, the house was transformed. No longer a dilapidated sty, it looked somewhat close to actually livable! “Okay sweeties! Well done! I’m so proud of you! Teehee! And now it’s bath and bedtime for all of you!” That snapped some of them out of the strange spell she had woven. “Bedtime? We’re not-” Began Callie, only to find Nimue’s smiling face gazing down at her. “I am responsible for your health and that begins with a good and consistent sleep schedule! I’m told you four are constantly staying up far too late. This won’t do, so long as I’m here you will sleep at a reasonable hour! You wouldn’t want to die because of a silly mistake you made because you were cranky, would you?”

As usual, you were last for the bath. You were used to it. The others simply barged their way past you to take the hot water for themselves. As you stepped into the bathroom you blush as immediately you realise that Nimue is also in there, standing near-naked before the tub. You never thought you would see an ass that perfect but you could probably bounce a gold coin off that thing as silken underwear are nearly swallowed by the cheeks. She turns with a yelp, covering her bare chest but then chuckling and dropping her hands revealing perfectly pink nipples. “Oh, it’s just you! Hehe! Close the door silly.” She says with a chuckle. Your cheeks burn, not just because of her nudity but how somehow you don’t count as someone she would be embarrassed by. As if she doesn’t see you as an adult that would find such a sight enticing. But you find yourself closing the door. “It’s getting late, so I thought I would join you in the bath! That’s okay, right? No one changed the water so I did it myself and added some firestones. It should be nice and warm! C’mon!” She beckons, turning and slipping off her panties before climbing into the tub. You debated leaving, but why should you? She was inviting you in. And the water was literally steaming hot. You hadn’t had a warm bath in so long. You realise that while you had been debating internally your body had made the choice and you were already sinking into that warm, steaming water. The tub, small as it was, would only fit if you sat between her gorgeous thighs. They cushioned your hips like pillows as she wrapped her arms around your stomach, pulling you back against her to give you a hug. Her breasts squishing against the back of your head as she does so. “I’m so glad I found you, little one. This was just what I needed! Oh this is going to be a wonderful, wonderful time!” She coos, bringing some water up and beginning to wash you. Overwhelmed, you simply sit still. It was nice, finally. To have someone stand up for you, take care of you, protect you. Finally you could just relax. Just.. Relax.. “Ooop! It looks like someone’s having a bit of an accident!” She titters. Your eyes flutter open as you look down and to your utter horror you see between your legs a definite tinge of gold in the water. Did you- You pissed yourself! You immediately try to scramble out, stammering an embarrassed apology but again those powerful arms keep you still. “Shhh…” She soothes, softly petting your head. “It’s okay. I understand. You were relaxed. Don’t worry, I won’t tell.” She whispers into your ear. “I’ll take care of it. I promise. But for now.. We should make sure there’s nothing else in there, hmm?” Unsure of what she meant, you simply settled back into the water as her hand trailed down between your legs. You tense as she touches your most intimate place, but quickly relax as her gentle hands slowly start to rub and tease you. “W-What are you…” “Helping you relax.. Shhh..” She whispers into your ear as she continues just gently touching you. Holding you in a motherly embrace as her delicate strokes make you shiver so sweetly. You had never been touched like this. So carefully, tenderly. Not trying to simply get you off as quickly as possible. But wanting to fill your mind with a haze of pleasure. It was overwhelming. It was everything. You settle even more comfortably against her chest, half turning to nuzzle into her breast as she holds you close. “That’s my little champion. My brave heroic adventurer! You’ve done so much, such a good job! Now just relax. Let me take care of you. Let mommy take good, good care of you now…” Those words reached your ears and swirled into your mind. Soothing all worries, caressing your anxious soul. You didn’t even realise when you felt your hips lift and grind against her hand as you cum for her. She was taking care of you now. You were hers, happily and hopelessly hers. You could never have imagined how far that would go.

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dwellerinthelibrary · 3 months

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Beautiful shot of the mummy mask of an unnamed lady. Colourful gods parade across the yellow mask, bringing offerings: on this, the left side, we have Seshat, Hathor (wearing an elaborate headdress with a vulture wearing the red crown), Tefnut, and Anubis wearing the double crown.

(This is the same as this.)

When: Roman Egypt

Where: Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

#Ancient Egypt #mummy mask #Seshat #Hathor #Tefnut #Anubis #Roman Egypt #Metropolitan Museum of Art New York

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thestuffedalligator · 1 year

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In “Monster Mash” (1962), the narrator lists two party guests attending the mash as “Dracula and his son.”

This is a reference to Son of Dracula (1943), wherein Lon Chaney Jr. plays Count “Alucard,” a visiting Hungarian nobleman in the Deep South who starts feasting on Louisiana aristocrats.

However, despite the title, the movie never explicitly states that Alucard is Dracula’s son, with varying interpretations leading to speculate that this is either Dracula’s descendant, a human turned into a vampire by Dracula, or Dracula himself (which would make Chaney the only actor to have played all four of the “Big Four” Universal monsters, having also played The Wolf Man, Frankenstein’s monster, and The Mummy).

The only other progeny of Dracula in the Universal canon is the Countess Marya Zaleska from Dracula’s Daughter (1936) played by Gloria Holden.

In fact, in children’s media in particular, Dracula tends to beget daughters rather than sons. Examples include Draculaura from the Monster High doll series, as well as Chocola from Osamu Tezuka’s Don Dracula (1979), Sibella from Scooby Doo and the Ghoul School (1988), and Mavis from Hotel Transylvania (2010).

Sons of Dracula are kind of rare. Castlevania III (1989) introduced Alucard, who would later see massive popularity following his starring role in Castlevania: Symphony of the Night (1997) and his tritagonist role in the 2017 Castlevania series on Netflix, and Count Downe was featured in the 1974 horror comedy musical Son of Dracula as portrayed by Harry Nilsson, which I only mention here so I can show you this picture of Ringo Starr dressed as Merlin.

We are left with four options:

Dracula’s son at the Monster Mash is Chaney’s Alucard, despite the lack of evidence to his patrilineal claim.

Dracula’s son at the Monster Mash is Castlevania’s Alucard or Nilsson or another character who came out after the song’s release.

Dracula’s son at the Monster Mash is a new, unnamed character invented for the song.

Marya Zaleska is trans

#dracula #halloween #monster mash #vampires #long post #happy halloween yall

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randomfoggytiger · 1 year

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X-Files Collector's Edition: Fics That Deserve More Comments (Part I)

There isn't enough recognition for these fics in my opinion-- and that's a shame and must be rectified! SO-- I'm pushing this list out ASAP, without the usual aplomb and probably half-cocked; but it's the final results that count~. (At least that's what I tell myself.)

**Note**: All of these will be in a more detailed list in future.

**Note Again**: I got too tired to thoroughly finish it all professionally; but I decided to hit publish anyway. Have fun reading~.

**Note the 3rd**: This is probably littered with typos-- will ghost edit later. >:))))

Very loose chronological order below~

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Paths Most Dangerous

AU-- Pre-S1 Captain Scully is warned by his old mate about Scully's new job, both men realizing it has to do with the Piper Maru submarine.

Save by the Sight of Her

Pusher Mulder observes Scully's hurt, betrayal, and quick wit with a gun to her face; but she still keeps him guessing.

The Longest Summer

Post IWTB Mulder had tried to garden himself out of depression. Scully takes some plants with her, hoping that some space will help him heal while not letting him hide out at home forever.

Role of a Lifetime - Chapter 3

AU-- Post IWTB Scully disappeared; and Mulder finds someone he believes to be her five years later. All is not sunshine and roses, with her slowly repelling the life she used to live. This chapter explores Mulder's heartbreak and her explanation-- it's not him she's rejecting, but her own fears of herself.

Rainy Day

Pre-S10 Scully returns, telling Mulder her cancer has returned. He then surprises her twice: by fainting dead away, and proposing immediately after.

Jo_B's

Anterograde

Deep Throat Mulder is deeply shocked and grateful at how capable, empathetic, and understanding Scully is after his rescue.

holocene

Post Redux II Mulder crashes at his apartment as reality sinks in: in just 24 hours, Scully will be energetically packing her bag and going back home.

@agentmulderrp's

Unnamed

Squeeze Mulder is glad that Scully stuck around.

Unnamed

Irresistible Mulder regrets that he hadn't arrived sooner, realizing Scully's "I'm fine" is code for anything but.

Unnamed

Per Manum Mulder is so shocked at Scully's request that he gets a pencil bop to the face. (Set right after he and Scully started dating.)

That WALKERKid's

These selfish wants of mine

Post One Breath Mulder breaks into his office and tears it apart.

No matter how it happened, I do love you

S8 Mulder massages Scully's feet aches, in awe over his baby's foot outline and "UFO’s, road trips and mummy and daddy being in love".

Of all the things this unremarkable house has seen

Pre-S10 Mulder jogs along, depressed and thinking he'll never be forgiven. Scully calls, trying to veil her concern.

The questions we don't ask each other

S10 Mulder asks a Magic 8 ball if Scully will ever forgive him; and receives no clear answer.

pir8grl 's This Time

Mulder and Scully trade gentle touches, having escaped death this time.

AlineLovelace's Jericho

AU Scully's body has vanished; but her ghost keeps trying to get Mulder-- who haunts her 'grave'-- to move on with life.

forgottenwords's

Scar Tissue

S3 Scully contemplates her and Mulder's scars.

Wagers

Mulder is mortified over Skinner's personal inquiry of his 'relationship.' Scully is mortified the FBI bet is in the thousands.

adamstanheight's hindsight is twenty-twenty

Monday Skinner is dry-mouthed and horrified as his two agents blow up in the bank, the guilt over his actions in S. R. 819 coming home to roost.

@i-turn-to-stare/iturntostare's An Early Morning, Late Start

Pre-Je Souhaite Mulder and Scully are late to the office that morning, but the only person who seems to mind is an increasingly panicked Kim Cook.

soulgyrl's

The Need To Know or Mulder's Dilemma

Post Three Words Mulder drops in to TLGs, trying to probe them for information; and after a mild conversations, he knows.

Mother Never Told me There'd Be Days Like This

AU-- Pre-Essence Mulder and Scully are on an undercover mission in Target, fruitlessly trying to corral a perpetrator with Doggett and Monica in a comedy of errors. Mulder ends up dragging Scully, and they both just settle for a night in with popcorn.

ophelia_interrupted's (Ao3) Consortium Downsizing (Ao3)

Crack-- The Consortium hate their accountant but still need him to balance their budget. They're completely broke, though, so they force the US to buy cookies.

@ladymegg/LadyMeg's

A Sprinkle of Stardust/Remembered Promises

Mulder and Scully are scared to death in a haunted house; but end their night with a date set.

Realised Desires (Part 2 of Remembered Promises)

Mulder finally swipes Scully's planner and schedules in their date for that evening-- for a breaking and entering... or not.

Leaving the Years Behind

Scully has whined many a time through the years, and Mulder has quietly hustled after her, teasing and doting with lunches and nap times.

piece_of_the_stars's snow day

Mulder and Scully are up late-early, calling each other and reminiscing over Samantha and her snowman Kevin. Mulder offers to introduce Kev to Scully the next day.

missing piece

TINH Scully always thought she'd find Mulder alive or die first-- now she can no longer live in denial and must be ripped open.

liveonthesun's Now She Has No Choice

S8 ISTJ understands Mulder's goldfish while dreaming of him and processing her anger at his absence.

CaptainLyssa's

Mrs. Spooky Mulder - CaptainLyssa - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Scully is fuming-- a conference full of agents are convinced she and Mulder are dating, and his antics do not help at all. Finally, she just lets them say whatever they want; but her vomiting from a stress headache do not help matters. (I end ~Chapter 5... dunno why.)

Casper, Wyoming. - CaptainLyssa - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Post IWTB Mulder moves he and Scully to Casper, Wyoming; and she is furious when she realizes Will lives here as well. He didn't know, all is forgiven, and they end up adopting their own son at last.

Shopping - CaptainLyssa - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

AU Psychic Family-- Scully and her children are observed by a stranger, who can't quite puzzle how her whole family seem to be psychic... but that's ridiculous, isn't it?

Eating Out - CaptainLyssa - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

AU Psychic Family-- Mulder, Scully, and their precocious children are trying to retain a shred of normalcy while having a nice family outing.

simpletumbleweedfarmer's As Long As You're Right Here - simpletumbleweedfarmer - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Requiem Scully as a dream that Mulder had been taken, and cries it out in his motel room. It's, of course, realized soon after.

todaymyheartleapt's Swiss Omega - todaymyheartleapt - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Pre-Vienen Scully wore Mulder's watch while he was gone.

sisterspooky's The Artist Currently Known As Fox Mulder - sisterspooky (Livylovestabler) - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Revival Mulder is happy that he and Scully are in sync, singing a song until she catches on and strikes a deal.

@suitablyaggrieved/ScullyLovesQueequeg's

Day 17 - This Is Going To Hurt - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder is shot on the job; but he convinces his superiors-- and Scully-- to let him go back and continue to talk down the suspect.

Something's Gotta Give - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Scully is swamped with Valentine's Day chocolates. Mulder descends into jealousy, stealing her candy here and there.

7. You’ve gone to the bathroom fifty times today.... - Post Tenebras Lux (tumblr.com) Ao3 Day 2 - You've Gone to The Bathroom 50 Times Today - Chapter 1 - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Post Never Again Mulder can't help but notice that Scully keeps running off to the bathroom, finally following her in and carefully asking her questions. Scully negates his suspicions, telling him her own.

Funeral For A Friend - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

AU-- Gethsemane Mulder died. Scully attended his funeral.

The Reticulan Roadhouse - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Post Dreamland II Mulder and Scully eat at the Reticulan Roadhouse, neither of them acknowledging its date-ness even when Mulder gifts his partner a pair of beautiful earrings.

Avoidable Feast - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Mulder and Scully are dating, and the two's lack of communication almost costs them the first Thanksgiving they wanted to celebrate together.

Day 20 - There's Nothing Wrong With You - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Scully is surprised that, while melodramatic, Mulder is actually sick; and lures her boyfriend over with a clean house.

Holiday Apologies - ScullyLovesQueequeg - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Post IWTB Mulder slowly readjusts to family holidays, visibly slipping into depression. Bill observes him; and buries the hatchet.

thespookyvariation's Letters - Chapter 1 - thespookyvariation - The X-Files [Archive of Our Own]

Post S9 Mulder and Scully read the letters each other had written during their darkest days-- his loss during her abduction and her fear during her cancer.

Enjoy!

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litcest · 5 months

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Incest on the Nile, Part One

Oh, the Egyptians. One of the greatest ancient civilizations. Remembered by their mummies, pyramids and well, incest. Not only in the myths but in the man pharaonic lines.

"It's incest! Like the Kings and Queens of Ancient Egypt!"

As said by Melanie, from The Magic Toyshop, upon seeing a brother and sister kissing. I had full intention of making a gif from this scene in movie, but the version I can find on youtube is of such bad quality that I decided it's not worthy.

Either way, the point is, the Egyptian Pharaohs were famous for inbreeding, and their gods reflect that. Specially because the Pharaohs were seen as being an incarnated god, so it makes sense they do as the gods did and marry their sisters. Besides, incest helps with the concentration of power, which is something monarchs love.

According to the The Bremner-Rhind Papyrus, which recounts the Heliopolis Creation Myth. There was the first god, who narrates the text and is left unnamed, but through other sources we can assume to be Atum, who is often associated with Ra, and through that association, to Amun. This first god created Shu and Tefnut and this lineage created all the other major gods. The texts says:

"I came forth from the roots, I created all reptiles and all that exists among them. Shu and Tefnut begat Geb and Nut, and Geb and Nut begat Osiris, Horus Mekhantenirti, Seth, Isis, and Nephthys from the womb, one after the other, and they begat their multitudes in this land."

Shu and Tefnut

Shu, god of air, and Tefnut, goddess of moisture, are the children of Atum. An account of their birth, in which they are said to be twins, is given in the pyramid text of Pepi I, who ruled between the 24th and 23rd centuries BC:

"Atum is the one who came into being as one who came (with penis) extended in Heliopolis. He put his penis in his fist so that he might make orgasm with it, and the two twins were born, Shu and Tefnut."

In the pyramid text of Unis, who ruled circa 2345–2315 BC, the two are mentioned to be, together, considered the "Dual-Lion":

"Dual-Lion, who made their two gods and their body themselves—that is Shu and Tefnut, who made the gods, begot the gods, and set the gods."

Tefnut and Shu were frequently represented as a dual-headed being, so I would dare to say they are quite co-dependent, like those couples to never leave each other side. Execpet that one time Tefnut left Shu to go on a killing spree in Nubia. A text known as the Leyden Papirus narrates "the mission imposed by R[a] on Thoth and Shu to conciliate Tefnut, his daughter, who as a result of a quarrel has assumed the form of a lioness and withdrawn to the Nubian desert; the two gods transform themselves into apes, pacify the goddess by the magic and eloquence of Thoth, and return with her to Egypt" (West, 1969).

Geb and Nut

Geb, god of earth, and Nut, goddess of the sky, were the children of Shu and Tefnut, and they were in love. However, the sun god (be it Ra, Amon or Atum) feared that the children of this union would usurp the throne of from, so he placed a curse that forbid her from giving birth in any day of the year, which had 360 days. Luckily for Nut, Thoth helped her, by getting the light from the moon god, Khonsu, and using this light to make 5 extra days in the year. On each day, Nut gave birth to a different child: Osiris, Horus, Set, Isis and Nephthys. The sun god didn't like this a bit and ordered Shu to physically hold Geb and Nut apart so they could no longer have children.

Geb and Tefnut

Some traditions, starting in the 30th dynasty, claim that Geb married his mom, Tefnut, after his father forcefully split him from Nut. In the Shrine of Ismailia, better known as the Shrine of El Arish, there's an inscription that recounts Shu's battle against Apep, and that Geb used his father's absence to take control of the Kingdom. The problem is that most translation of this text are in German, I don't speak German. The little I could translate, with Google's help said something like:

"Geb looked at his mother; he desired her very much, and his heart longed for her, and therefore he travelled the earth in great suffering [...] he found her in that place called Pecharti; then he seized her by force. Now there arose a very great uproar in the palace."

However, other version don't include the rape. According to Jørgensen (2014) the Tebtunis Mythological Manual, which dates to the 2nd century CE, says that:

"He lay with his mother Tefnut, so that they were doing harm to Shu."

Maybe Tefnut consensually had sex with Geb, since the text describes "they" both a doing harm to Shu. But, more likely than anything else, considering that this is such a late myth, this story shouldn't be considered as reflective of Geb and Tefnut's relationship. Scholars speculate that Geb taking Tefnut as his wife is a way to symbolize the transfer of kingship of Egypt, with Geb taking both the crown and the wife of Shu.

The Curious Case of Hathor

I think that it's a well established fact that myths tend to change with time. Hathor is the victim of many of theses changes. It seems that initially, in the Old Kingdom, she was thought of as being the wife of Ra. In this position, she was the mythological mother of the Pharaoh, a role that later would be filled by Isis. However, she is also conflated with Sekhmet, daughter of Ra, and fills the role of the Eye of Ra. You know the story about Teftnut going on a murder spree? Sometimes, it's Hathor who is the one to cause devastation. On the complete polar opposite, she's also said to be the mother of Ra, but in a solar cycle type of deal that each day she births him and each night he births her and so they are forever reborn.

Hathor is also credited as being the mother of Horus, possibly having had this role for even longer than Isis, but after Isis rose to prominence, she appeared in the ole of a care taker to Horus, nursing him with her milk (she's a cow goddess) while he was hidden from Set. However, in some locations, she is linked to Horus not through motherhood, but through marriage, being his wife.

Interestingly, Hathor never seem to occupy two of these roles at the same time. She's never a mother-wife to Ra or Horus. Her role seems to change accordingly to what is 'popular' at the time. This is why I'm including this as a curious case of incest, because as far as I can find, she's never married to her son. She just happens to be married to two someone who are sometimes said to be her son.

In my own personal syncretisation of all this versions of Hathor, I would say she's the daughter and consort of the Ra, who dies every night and she rebirth him every day, making her his mother too. Then, when kingship passed to Horus, she married him, having also have nursed him in his infancy (or maybe he is her biological son from her union with Ra). This would be a nice and neat way to make sense of it all, but mythology is rarely nice and neat.

References

Allen J. P. (2015). The ancient Egyptian pyramid texts (Second). SBL Press.

Faulkner, R. O. (1938). The Bremner-Rhind Papyrus: IV. The Journal of Egyptian Archaeology, 24(1), 41–53.

Jørgensen, J. K. B. (2014). Egyptian Mythological Manuals: Mythological structures and interpretative techniques in the Tebtunis Mythological manual, the manual of the Delta and related texts. Det Humanistiske Fakultet, Københavns Universitet.

Wilkinson R. H. (2003). The complete gods and goddesses of ancient Egypt. Thames & Hudson.

West, S. (1969). The Greek Version of the Legend of Tefnut. The Journal of Egyptian Archaeology, 55, 161-183.

#proship #shipcest #parent x child #egyptian mythology #brother x sister #sibcest #mother x son #father x daughter #mythology review

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dwsidecharacterpoll · 11 months

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FINAL SHOWDOWN

I genuinely wouldn't have this any other way.

Rip each other to shreds, ladies.

those who fought valiantly but didn't make it under the cut:

Clive (Rose)

Raffalo from Crespellion (The End of the World)

Jabe (The End of the World)

Gwyneth (The Unquiet Dead)

Toshiko Sato (Aliens of London/World War III)

Cathica (The Long Game)

Suki (The Long Game)

Sarah Clark and Stuart Hoskins (Father’s Day)

Dr. Constantine (The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances)

Nancy (The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances)

Lynda Moss (Bad Wolf/Parting of the Ways)

Unnamed Female Programmer (Bad Wolf/Parting of the Ways)

Novice Hame (New Earth)

Mrs. Moore (The Rise of the Cybermen/Age of Steel)

Zachary Cross Flane (The Impossible Planet/The Satan Pit)

Ida Scott (The Impossible Planet/The Satan Pit)

Danny Bartock (The Impossible Planet/The Satan Pit)

Scooti Manista (The Impossible Planet/The Satan Pit)

Ursula Blake (Love and Monsters)

Nerys (The Runaway Bride)

Thomas Kincade Brannigan and Valerie (Gridlock)

Alice and May Cassini (Gridlock)

Tallulah (Daleks in Manhattan/Evolution of the Daleks)

Frank (Daleks in Manhattan/Evolution of the Daleks)

Jenny (Human Nature/The Family of Blood)

Tim Latimer (Human Nature/The Family of Blood)

Billy Shipton (Blink)

Kathy Nightingale (Blink)

Chantho (Utopia)

Morvin and Foon (Voyage of the Damned)

Bannakaffalatta (Voyage of the Damned)

Caecilius (Fires of Pompeii)

Evelina (Fires of Pompeii)

Soothsayer (Fires of Pompeii)

Ood Sigma (Planet of the Ood)

Miss Evangelista (Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead)

Proper Dave (Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead)

Anita (Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead)

Val, Biff, and Jethro Cane (Midnight)

Unnamed Hostess (Midnight)

Rocco Colasanto (Turn Left)

Capt. Erisa Magambo (Planet of the Dead)

Yuri Kerenski (The Waters of Mars)

Maggie Cain (The Waters of Mars)

Addams and Rossiter of Vinvocci (The End of Time)

The Unnamed Curator (Vincent and the Doctor)

Canton Everett Delaware III (The Impossible Astronaut/Day of the Moon)

Lorna Bucket (A Good Man Goes To War)

Rita (The God Complex)

Brian Williams (Dinosaurs on a Spaceship)

John Riddell (Dinosaurs on a Spaceship)

Emma Grayling (Hide)

Journey Blue (Into the Dalek)

Orson Pink (Listen)

Perkins (Mummy on the Orient Ecpress)

Rigsy (Flatline)

O'Donnell (Under the Lake/Before the Flood)

Cass (Under the Lake/Before the Flood)

Bennett (Under the Lake/Before the Flood)

Heather (The Pilot)

Jenny (The Doctor’s Daughter)

Jake Simmons (Age of Steel)

Katherine (The Girl in the Fireplace)

Ross Jenkins (The Poison Sky/The Sontaran Stratagem)

Eve Cicero (The Tsuranga Conundrum)

Daniel Llewellyn (The Christmas Invasion)

Diana Goddard (Dalek)

Rita-Ann Smith (The Rise of the Cybermen/Age of Steel)

Shona (Last Christmas)

Vivien Rook (the sound of drums)

Unnamed Male Programmer (Bad Wolf/Parting of the Ways)

Dee Dee Blasco (Midnight)

Lee Clayton (fugitive of the Judoon)

Sabra (Time Heist)

Mr. Copper (Voyage of the Damned)

Psi (Time Heist)

Pete Tyler (age of steel)

Ohila (Hell Bent)

Professor Docherty (The Sound of Drums/The Last of the Time Lords)

Hath Peck (The Doctor’s Daughter)

#polls #doctor who polls #dw polls #doctor who poll #dw poll #LETS FUCKI NGOOOOOOOO

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auburnlaughter · 8 months

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Mraaaah Ch3, please!

Thanks for the ask!

WIP Wednesday Unnamed Mummy Fanfic

"What's the Fang of Apep?" Evie asked, intrigued.

"With a name like that, it can't be anything good," Alex said.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the other room with your uncle?" Rick asked with a pointed look at his son. "Jonathan!"

#wip wednesday game #my writing #mraaaah #unnamed mummy fanfic #evelyn o'connell #evelyn carnahan #rick o'connell #alex o'connell #the mummy #the mummy returns #fanfic #the mummy fanfic #the mummy returns fanfic

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ouranbutworse · 21 days

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Anime-Manga Comparisons, episode 21.

Going back one volume for the test of courage episode, and then going back five more volumes for the halloween theme. The deeper I go into this series, the more research I have to do. What a pain.

Kaoru’s carriage theory and bizarre pumpkin obsession (he even has a pencil topper!) is another anime exclusive, so while he rambles on about that in the anime, the manga has him thinking about the broader concept of their found family and Tamaki being obviously in love with Haruhi. He then immediately stops thinking about that and returns to paying attention to Kazukiyo Souga, who is setting up the plot. In the anime the test of courage is set for Halloween, but the manga is (vaguely) more linear with the flow of time, so is set for the first day of their second semester. Haruhi is still sat between the twins in both, and gives Kazukiyo an adorably vacant stare when he tries to urge her to vote against the test of courage, because she’s not very good at visual hints. In the manga it’s a unanimous vote already made by the class, but in the anime Renge pipes up and has an entire scene to herself praising Halloween and cosplaying. Nobody is impressed by her, but I am. Kazukiyo tells her to get down off the desk and she ignores him to suggest the test of courage. The twins are suddenly very impressed by her after all. In the manga Renge stays put in the background and squees about how she loves being scared and that Haruhi will protect her.

Next in the anime, we see the rest of the hosts as vampires! I suppose I can’t deny the inherent sexiness of sharp fangs, but having them all be vampires is a little… plain, isn’t it? For comparison, the manga had Tamaki as a vampire, but the twins as angels, Kyoya as a priest, Honey as a cat, Mori as a dog, and Haruhi as a witch. Renge’s costume is the same, though. We also met Kuragano in this manga episode!

Back to the anime hosts, Tamaki comes up as a speech bubble and Honey has to adorably poke his head up from under it to join in the conversation. I swear, every time I watch this show I see something new! The twins announce they and Haru can’t attend the club, and when Kyoya kindly allows them to skip, they do. It’s so obvious who’s in charge, and it’s not their king. Tamaki’s protectiveness doesn’t come into play in the manga courage episode, but it does happen in the manga halloween episode when he reveals he’s been sneaking candies into Haruhi’s blazer so she wouldn’t get caught empty handed when they trick or treated her. And by sneaking, I mean he ran up to her the previous day and literally threw a load of candies at her. How thoughtful. He then immediately gets distracted by some club customers and runs off with them.

We also meet Kazukiyo here, but he’s left unnamed and only called ‘chairman’, same design, though. They have a brief conversation about the witch in the clocktower.

Tamaki’s mind theatre is an anime exclusive, as he imagines Haruhi being scared by a terrible looking mummy and a medusa Renge and hugging the twins for safety. Tamaki whines about how it’s improper for her, and Haruhi thinks it’s good for the class camaraderie, which shows how far she’s come from episode 1! Tamaki calls it trampy, but Kaoru is busy thinking about that damn carriage again. Then they bid adieu, and Nekozawa appears from a coffin. How long was he in there?! He offers to scare the first years silly, at least.

Back in their classroom, the 1-A trio, plus Renge and Kuragano, talk logistics of their courage test, about budget, and even having a doctor on standby in case of fainting, how sweet! While Haruhi listens in, Kazukiyo motions for her to go out into the hallway to talk, and he reveals his nyctophobia. These scenes happen the same in both, though in the manga he also talks about being freaked out just seeing scary movies at the rental place, and Haruhi is surprised he rents movies, being rich and all. The twins overhear in both, though in the manga they also scare him with one of those wiggly snake toys. (a stim toy?) As well as lying to the rest of the class about him, saying he’s an occult maniac just to hype them all up. He’s not very pleased about it. Nekozawa and the black magic club find out about the test, and plot to give them a summer they’ll never forget. We also see Reiko here before her debut in volume ten!

For Halloween evening, we see a knockoff of that freaky moon from Soul Eater rising in the sky, and some establishing shots of the grounds and hallways covered in pumpkins. Was Kaoru given free reign to decorate the entire school or something?

Speaking of pumpkins, in the manga halloween episode, we get a segment on Haruhi and some of the girls in her class in the kitchen as they make pumpkin pie and cookies, Haruhi frets about her being cursed, and we get some (cookie) crumbs of HikaHaru as she’s startled by a glimpse of the witch and bumps into him. He calls her cute and squeezes her cheeks, and they bicker as he gets in the way of her baking and she calls him a brat and tells him that Kaoru is completely different to him, because he’s loud and crazy even when he’s on his own, and he has a filthy mouth. He takes it as a compliment and calls her great. Then Kaoru returns from getting an injury bandaged to help Haruhi with carving a pumpkin, coming up behind her to help her draw on the features before she carves. It doesn’t come out looking well, and Kaoru laughs at her and calls her the best, before sending her off so he can carve for her. We get some more scenes of the first years bonding, and a conversation Haruhi has with the others about how the twins used to be closed off before they joined the club, and then we find out the witches’ curse was completely made up by the twins just to get Haruhi to play with them. The witch is actually both of them switching places at different times just to screw with her! Kaoru looks pretty with long hair. The manga episode ends on a happy note, where Haruhi agrees to dress up and dance with them, and the other four hosts bemoan how little screen time they got.

Finally, now solely on the test of courage episode, we’ve got the twins, Haruhi, and Kazukiyo hiding out by a staircase while the poor chairman freaks out, and the twins start telling the story about the clock tower witch. Haruhi scolds them both, and has to physically grab Kazukiyo’s soul and shove it back into his body. Since we already heard the clock tower witch story in the manga, the twins instead tell a story about a student who died doing an experiment in a science lab, and now repeats the same experiment night after night, when he calls their bluff, they reveal they’re wearing freaky masks and say they’re the ones who died. When Haruhi reads the book in the manga her first suggestion of simply enduring it is called ‘masochistic’, but in the anime she goes through more ideas that are shot down all at once by Kazukiyo. The twins say he’s too pure to torture, and both the anime and manga give the example of Tamaki as a type who is pure but they can pick on. I love consistency. And picking on Tamaki.

The scares are the same in both, though a little out of order. It doesn’t seem worth talking about them in terms of what order they appear in. The ghost they see is a generic, slightly gory ghost in the manga, but is implied to be the witch tower ghost in the anime, and looks less freakish and more dehydrated.

Since the rest of the host club take a backseat to the courage test and don’t appear, we don’t get to see frankenstein Mori or ‘wolfman’ Honey scaring Kazukiyo before Kaoru catches up to him. They’re both shoved into a classroom by one of the black magic members, and not Nekozawa’s butlers, and Nekozawa doesn’t show up to gloat or question Kyoya not joining in on the fun (it’s the middle of the night and you’re here, you’re clearly involved!)

Hikaru and Haruhi are trapped in a net like fish, and Hikaru is surprised she has a sewing kit and a feminine side. She’s offended by how he words it in the anime, but denies she has a feminine side in the manga and admits she just borrowed the kit from Mori.

Since Haruhi already talked about the twins being different before all the way back in volume three, they skip right to her cutting the netting in the manga, but in the anime she says Hikaru by himself is annoying and thoughtless, while Kaoru is relatively sensible and calm. We then get the gratuitous fanservice scene where Haruhi goes chest to eye level with Hikaru. In the manga she actually gives him a kind of half hug, with his head on her shoulder as she cuts the net instead. They have similar dialogue about ‘bearing with’ or ‘putting up with’ their position, and anime Tamaki cries from afar as Nekozawa holds him back from interfering.

Anime Kaoru and Kazukiyo talk crushes and carriages (that’s probably already the name of a fic, I assume), and manga Kaoru talks about their created family and changing relationships. Kazkuiyo looks baffled in the anime, but we don’t get to see his face in the manga. I assume it’s the same amount of confusion. Hikaru bursts in to stop the pumpkin talk, and Kaoru looks at him like his knight in shining… pumpkin. Hikaru running off without Haruhi makes Kaoru realise his brother is fucking useless. They meet up with the others in their class and are scared to death by a cat puppet. Everyone but the twins are going to heaven, evidently.

Finally, the anime adds an extra scene for Kazukiyo and Kuregano, while Kaoru mentions that fucking spell and carriage and pumpkin again, and pushes them all off. The manga takes it more lightheartedly and has the whole club looking over the newspaper, and Kyoya questioning how exactly Hikaru knew where to find Kaoru when they were separated, leaving the episode on a slightly spooky note, while Kazukiyo stays home for three days straight after the fright. Don’t worry, he gets the girl later!

Episode 21… NOT THAT FUCKING GOURD AGAIN!

#ohshc #ouran high school host club #comparisons series #manga tag #writing tag

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Willow: You know, I have a choice. I can spend my life waiting for Xander to go out with every other girl in the world before he notices me, or I can just get on with my life. Buffy: Good for you. Willow: … well, I didn’t choose yet.

I don’t really have much to say about Inca Mummy Girl or Reptile Boy (except that they’re … not very good episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, a couple of nice Willow moments like the quote above aside). But I did want to talk a little bit about the way the show handles the death of Rodney Munson.

If you don’t remember Rodney – and who could blame you? – he’s the kid who breaks the seal on ‘Ampata’s’ tomb during the field trip at the start of Inca Mummy Girl and who is then immediately killed, thereby unwittingly setting the plot of the episode in motion.

So far in this rewatch (that is: up to the end of Reptile Boy), at least twelve of Buffy’s classmates have been killed by the supernatural (Jesse in The Harvest; Dave and Fritz in I Robot, You Jane; Emily and Morgan in The Puppet Show; Cordelia’s boyfriend Kevin and four other unnamed students in Prophecy Girl, Sheila in School Hard and now Rodney in this episode).

Of course, not one of these people is ever mentioned again after the episode that they died in, but even within the individual episodes there’s a lot of variation in how seriously the show treats their deaths. Kevin’s death, for example, is clearly supposed to be a serious moment, for all that Kevin didn’t exist before this episode. To start with, we get a little speech from Cordelia about how great he is just before we find out he died. And “this was different”, Willow tells Buffy after Kevin’s murder by vampires makes the news(!), “I’m not okay. I knew those guys.” In a sense, it’s Kevin’s death (or at least Willow’s reaction to it) that prompts Buffy to go and fight the Master.

On the other hand, Emily’s death just a few episodes earlier is only ever played for laughs. She’s the object of both Snyder’s great speech: “There are things I will not tolerate: students loitering on campus after school, horrible murders with hearts removed. And also smoking” and Cordelia’s “It’s just such a tragedy for me. Emma was like, my best friend” but for some reason her death doesn’t illicit the same response from Willow as Kevin’s did. (And that Jesse’s didn’t, for that matter. Did Willow not know Jesse?)

In the early episodes of the show, at least, it seems to vary from writer to writer how seriously we should take any of the deaths depicted.

Rodney’s murder feels particularly jarring in this respect. The first third of the episode makes a point of establishing this character we’ve never met before as a person with a definite presence in Sunnydale. He’s somebody Willow and Xander have known for years; somebody Willow regularly tutors; somebody whose parents apparently reach out to her when their child doesn’t come home the night after the field trip.

But after Rodney’s disappearance is used to motivate the Scoobies to go back to the museum – and after his braces are used to identify his mummified remains – he pretty much disappears from the plot. No more mention of his parents. Nothing about how this death is different because Willow knew him.

“It seems Rodney’s killer might be the mummy,” Giles say, about halfway through the episode.. And … that’s the last we ever hear about Rodney Munson. The fact that ‘Ampata’ killed him is never brought up again. The fact he died is never brought up again. And yes, I know, it would be a weirdly depressing turn for this routine monster-of-the-week episode to take, but that just raises the question: why does Rodney get the build up he does? What is the point of establishing that Rodney is a person with links to other people in the world and not just a plot device if the show’s not going to do anything with that fact?

(Worth noting, too, that the episode is also weirdly blase about the fact that the real Ampata Gutierrez – another actual human being with presumably family and friends who cared about him – died in a bus station in a strange town in a foreign country, and that his corpse somehow ended up in the home of the woman who invited him to stay in town. Surely even the Mayor’s going to find it hard to cover that up?)

Of course, the high number of student deaths in Sunnydale High becomes something of a running joke later in the show. In Earshot Oz talks about going “straight to the obits” whenever he reads the school newspaper; in The Prom Jonathan notes with pride that “the Class of ‘99 has the lowest morality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history”. At a certain point the idea takes hold that Sunnydale has always been this impossibly violent and dangerous place, and that for some reason none of the adults who live there ever seem to acknowledge it

(Actually I think it’s interesting, in the context of this rewatch, to remember that that’s not how the show originally set things up. As originally conceived, the problems that plague the town in Season 1 were all tied up to the Master’s attempt to escape the Hellmouth. The town had always had problems, we were told, but there were getting increasingly bad as Buffy arrived.

Yes, in Welcome to the Hellmouth, Giles does talk about Sunnydale being a … well, a hellmouth: “a center of mystical energy” with “a steady stream of fairly odd occurrences” in its history. (I’m not sure the idea of multiple Hellmouths really takes hold until Season 3’s The Wish.) But he also tells her that “It’s getting worse … the influx of the undead, the supernatural occurrences. It’s been building for years” and that the dead boy Buffy found on campus early was “only the beginnilng”.

I'll keep an eye out as i rewatch, but if memory serves this only really changes in the third season of the show.)

But I think that, after this episode, the show generally strikes a better balance in terms of taking individual deaths seriously, even if it’s against a backdrop of almost comic casual violence. Yes, minor one-off characters will continue to die, but when they’re a named character that the writers have bothered to come up with some backstory for – like Ford in the upcoming Lie To Me or Theresa later still in Phases – their deaths seem to be treated a little more like Kevin’s in Prophecy Girl and a little less like Emily or Rodney’s.

(Or Ampata’s.)

#btvs #buffy rewatch 2023 #it would be remiss of me not to point out that this episode is almost aggressively xenophobic and more than a little bit racist #which I assume factors in to the episode's treatment of Ampata's death in particular

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