creep-out

anonymous asked:

What do you find to be the creepiest thing about playing BATIM? I know for some, it's the atmosphere. For me, it's the little things, like the cutouts subtly moving around, or the creepy 'haha's scratched on boris's straps (and that GOSH-DANGED PROJECTOR CLICK). And, I mean, who DOESN'T get startled by Henry's unnecessarily loud voice in the quietest of moments (lol maybe that's just me)? But for you, personally, what creeps you out the most when playing the game, if you get creeped out at all?

Oh, I get plenty creeped out.  Anyone who’s known me for a while will tell you I’m a complete and utter PANSY when it comes to horror – my fascination with BATIM is pretty unusual in that regard.

The creepiest thing about the game for me is a combo of the atmosphere and the suspense.  Sure, I get startled and will absolutely scream when there’s a sudden loud noise or jumpscare, but I can get over those pretty quickly – it’s one and done, y’know?  What REALLY gets me is the waiting game, not knowing what’s gonna come at me next or what to expect from the game.  Apparently Chapter 3 will be introducing some new mechanics, too, so it’s not like I can even take comfort in knowing how to deal with the stuff from Chapters 1 and 2.

The fridge horror, like realizing what must have happened to Sammy, doesn’t scare me as much as it does fascinate me, so really it all boils down to how much the game can make me paranoid of what’s coming at me next.  It did a damn good job of that in Chapter 2, so whenever I get around to playing Chapter 3, y’all will probably get a good kick out of my reactions to it.

But the “haha’s” on Boris’s straps?  I’m not sure I see what you mean here, Anon.

“ Actually, Clark, you egotistical alien jackass, what I meant is that costume is just plain AWFUL.  First rule of non-powered crimefighting: you have to have a solid aesthetic to make up for the fact that you can’t punch villains through skyscrapers. Bats creep people out, and Ollie’s got the whole Robin Hood thing.”

“ Yeah, Clark, Bruce is right.  What the hell is that eyesore supposed to mean?  Do you shoot high velocity golden Ping-Pong balls out of your crotch?  I haven’t seen anything that lame since the original Green Lantern’s duds, and you know how that worked out. ”

“It’s about marketing, man.  You can’t squeeze coal into diamonds anymore, so you’re going to need that merch money. ”

“ How are you gonna get around town now that you can’t leap tall buildings in a single bound? You’re at least gonna need a car, and let me tell you, Bat and Arrowmobiles don’t come cheap.  You won’t even be able to pay for a set of self-sealing, puncture-proof tires on a reporter’s salary, and keeping it topped off with high-performance racing-quality fuel?  Forget it. ”

“  You think Alfred, my ‘faithful’ butler, hauls himself out of bed at 3 AM at his age to suture me up and make me a sandwich after Killer Croc used me as a chew toy for FREE?  He’s got a better benefits package than most CEOs. The Wayne Foundation doesn’t pay for Batman: t-shirts and action figures do.  Otherwise I’d be flat broke and racing to the scene of a crime on a Bat-Bicycle.”

“ Yeah, Clark, why do you think only rich dudes get to be the only superheroes without powers?  Skill and determination, my ass.  Better get out your checkbook, Golden Ball."  

Neal Adams, September 1968.

wearepurpledreams  asked:

Tbh your blog is not a "Nsfw" blog It is a normal sims blog, your blog is awesome and I haven't seen any Nsfw posts from you , even If you post nsfw posts your blog is still going to be awesome, And I just wanted to let you I love you and your blog so fucking much <3

AWH LOVE THANK U SO MUCH ♥♥ you are a gem!! i’m not gonna post nsfw bc honestly it just. creeps me out a lil?? the most nsfw i can go is posting the lil hearts above the bed when they woohoo haha i’m all for the cute cartoon-y experience!! i did have the no mosaic mod though for a while so i can post them chillin’ w a mask on in the bath without the mosaic getting in the way but i don’t even have that anymore? so no worries there haha. thank u love!! 

anonymous asked:

on the topic of men lying about what happened 😂: my dad literally said i had "issues" because i "never go out with friends" and when I said I didn't appreciate him saying I have issues for living the way I want to, he literally said: "I never said that." Dude, I was there!! Ten seconds ago!! What is this!! 😂 I should record every gd conversation I have with the guy!

😒😒😒

Men who try to gaslight you creep me out

So this guy I’m talking to suggested we go to a drive in movie n I was like 😳🤔 and I told him i’d rather go to the famous local mummy museum n he shut his mouth n I think he’s creeped out but I don’t even mind I’m gonna go with or without him wtf!!!!

is anyone else as creeped out by jack on the bachlorette as me..i honest to god can barely watch my computer screen during this one on one date.

anonymous asked:

harry potter!

favourite female: ginny!!!! i would marry her tbh
favourite male: draco, he’s my son
3 other favourite characters: luna lovegood, fred weasley, & pansy parkinson
3 otps: drarry, linny, & flintwood
notp: dramione & fenrir/voldemort/anyone eww
prettiest character: draco lmao
most annoying character: uumbridge & skeeter i hate them sm
most badass character: mcgonagall is cool but i can never spell her name
character i’d like as my bff: blaise bc he seems cool
female character i’d marry: ginny!!!
male character i’d marry: harry lol i luv him
character i hate/dislike/least like: fenrir greyback he creeps tf out of me

send me a fandom!!

anonymous asked:

NTAMW treats redheaded female students better bc the "first woman he loved had red hair" Maybe I'm overreacting but he's a highschool teacher and it's creeping me out

Gdi I just wanna search for vore here on occasion, not be flooded with a ton of posts about vore being a punchline to a dumb joke.

And if I wanted to see a bunch of Griffin, I’d just watch Car Boys or Monster Factory, dammit.

anonymous asked:

What do you think the 2p nordics would be as teachers

Markell would would the math teacher you don’t want to mess with. At all.

Loki would be the science teacher that let’s the kids do whatever they want with the science stuff.

Egil would be the history teacher that seems nice the first few weeks, but after that he looses all control, and probably lets the kids do whatever they want cause he’s too busy stalking Loki.

Thurston would be the hard-core don’t mess with me P.E teacher.

Bernard would be the biology teacher, that after a while creeps you out.

Loki and Children

I have been having some thoughts about the original mythological Loki and the thought that has been on my mind most is this:

Loki is

1. Surprisingly great with kids

2. Is addicted to parenthood

Let me explain.

As to the first bit, well, yeah, it’s surprising. Or it should be at first glance. Because, seriously, this is fucking Loki. Standing in close proximity to him for longer than a minute is bound to result in theft, arson, a splash of bloodshed for color, and at least one confused party waking up in bed with the fucker. He’s a chaotic, manic, and generally hazardous force to be reckoned with.

To us. That is, adults.

Mortals, gods, giants, trolls, dwarves, et cetera–but only those who are mature.* *Read: there is Something to be Gained from conning, seducing, or otherwise messing with us. Whether it’s to save his own skin, or to get some sweet petty vengeance, or to steal a bauble, or to satisfy some carnal itch, or to just fuck up somebody’s day for the Hel of it, Loki only ever targets those he can take something worthwhile from. 

And what is there to take from kids? 

Plenty of folks on his extremely extensive Enemies List have children, of course. No one in the Norse mythos was especially mindful of dropping their seed. So. Children.

Children–easy to fool, easy to make a hostage, easy to charm and siphon their parents’ secrets and treasures from–should be great big bullseyes to the God of Mischief and Trickery and Assorted Other Unscrupulous Things. Yet there isn’t a single Edda or snippet of lore in which Loki makes cruel use of them. Not once. 

But what’s the big deal? Most of the rude and/or villainous characters in Norse mythology don’t bother with harassing kids either. Except in the case of stories like Loka Táttur.

Loka Táttur is a tale about how a farmer loses a bet with a vicious troll who swears to kill the farmer’s little boy. The farmer calls upon three gods in turn. Odin, Hoenir, and Loki. Odin and Hoenir both disguise the boy and hide him away, but the troll is too clever and each time manages to sniff out the boy’s hiding place. Ultimately it is Loki who hides the kid–pulling an Idunn-in-a-Nutshell gag and hiding him as a speck on the eye of a flounder in the water–and then, rather than stepping back as Odin and Hoenir did from their work, he sits in his boat and lets the troll see him.

The troll, being suspicious, asks what Loki’s business is. Only fishing, obviously. The troll demands to join him. Lo and behold, they bring up a wealth of flounders, including the one where the boy’s hidden. Loki manages to change the boy back to his true shape and hide the kid behind his back without the troll noticing. As Loki brings the boat back to shore, and to the farmer’s boathouse with the latter’s doors open, Loki tells the boy to run through the boathouse. He goes, the troll gives chase, and the troll becomes wedged in the entryway. 

At which point Loki proceeds to chop off the troll’s legs and stick an iron stake in the bastard’s skull. Then he walks the kid back home. The grand payoff for Loki after all this? 

The boy is safe. The troll is dead. The End.

Huh.

Now, much as Loki may have been the catalyst for a lot of corpses pre-Ragnarok–see his business with Thor getting his hammer back and leading more than one giant into a death trap–Loki is actually very rarely, if ever, one to get his hands dirty by killing a victim himself. Even Baldr was done in by an arrow he aimed with blind Hod’s fingers. So why did Loki personally orchestrate this plan in such a grisly way? For what gain?

What, other than the satisfaction of personally slaughtering the would-be child-killing prick troll?

In a less bloody narrative, we see his hand in getting Thialfi and Roskva, a pair of mortal siblings, taken into Thor’s service. While the exact ages of the two aren’t mentioned, they are young enough to still be in the care of their parents. When Thor and Loki are travelling it’s their father who invites them under their roof. Thor’s goats are slaughtered for the evening meal and–in some tellings–it is Loki who entices the son, Thialfi, into breaking a leg bone to taste the marrow. When morning comes and Thor resurrects his goats, one has a broken leg.

Thor’s visibly pissed—never ever a good thing–and so the family offers to make some compensation.

Loki, coughing through his hand: ThialfibroketheboneheshouldpledgeservicetoThor

Thialfi: Uh–

Loki, clearing his throat: Alsotakethesistertwoforonedeal

Rosvka: But I didn’t do anything—

Loki, en sotto voce: Kids, consider your options. Teensy mortal lifetime of toil on Midgard, harvesting dirt and snow on one hand. Potentially immortal lifetime, I don’t know, scrubbing giant blood off Mjolnir in Thor’s hall on Asgard on the other. Verdict?

Both: Sold.

Loki: Excellent! Really, Thor, you’re a master dealmaker, a born barterer, I’m in awe.

Thor: Wh—

Loki: AND WE’RE BACK TREKKING LETS GO

Cue laugh track.

Point being, Loki has been shown to purposefully go out of his way to help kids because…because. Yet how does this translate to the idea of him being good with kids?

I ask this purely hypothetically and am trying not to laugh as I do, because really. Really. How in the hell is a kid not going to be entertained by the Norse god of revelry and recreation?

Oh yeah, that bit’s often left off the résumé.

Loki, God of Mischief, is also God of Recreation. Play, in other words. Because playtime is a thing that is Chaotic rather than a product of Order, and so Loki is naturally all over it. There are some who even credit him with having added that trait to the first humans, Ask and Embla, while Odin, Vili, and Vé were carving them and breathing character into their souls.

On top of that, he’s also the god of flyting—poetic shit-talking.

So we have a shapeshifting, storytelling, magic-wielding, game-spinning, trickster god who can also teach young ears every bad word they could ever hope to learn, and he’s expected not to be a hit with kids? This is all without even mentioning the fact that Loki is a bit of a hyperactive attention hog all on his own. What better audience for him than a gaggle of credulous little onlookers who are too young to sneer at his antics rather than take delight in them? Children are wee balls of mischief themselves, muddled in with imagination and wonder and an eagerness to be wowed or made to laugh themselves into weeping.

All of which brings me to point number two:

Loki is a kidaholic.

Like, even though a lot of his and/or her sleeping around the Realms can be chalked up to an insane libido, there’s also just the sheer number of kids they’ve produced to factor in. Maybe more than even Odin or Thor could boast. At least half being born from Loki herself. Not because Loki was helpless against the workings of nature—it’s impossible to believe that Loki wasn’t smart enough or powerful enough to get around producing new Lokisons and Lokisdottirs with every other bedmate—but because Loki wants more kids. There will never be enough kids.

The guy’s got a case of severe paternal/maternal hoarding going on. I mean

Loki: I need another one.

Odin: You really don’t.

Loki: You’re right. I need two other ones.

Odin: I am positive that you do not.

Loki: Three. Triplets. Need them. Right now.

Odin: Loki.

Loki: Four? Four. Definitely four.

Odin: Loki, please.

Loki: Yeah, let’s go with four. I can give or get. I’ll flip a coin.

Odin: Loki, as Allfather, I am expressly forbidding you to impregnate or be impregnated for at least a century.

Loki: Fine.

Odin: …

Loki: …I’ll settle for three.

Odin: What did I just say?

Loki: Three’s a good number, isn’t it? All good things come in threes. You and your brothers—

Odin, fighting an aneurysm: You and your brothers—

Loki: So you agree!

Odin: I did not—

Loki: Three it is!

Odin: Loki—

Loki: Be back when I feel like it

Odin: Loki

Loki: Give my love to Sleipnir

Odin: LOKI—

Loki, pantsless, vaulting over the wall, cartwheeling towards Jötunheimr’s Ironwood forest: Bye

It’s in that Ironwood that he meets Angrboda and fathers a giant wolf, a giant snake, and the literal corpse-faced queen-goddess of the dead by her. Being that Loki’s scope of attractiveness/aesthetic acceptability is elastic enough to let all sorts of species between his legs, I find it hard to believe that his kids’ unique looks would repulse or even faze him. They’re his children. Therefore they’re great.

And we all know how that happy family ended up. Ditto his second family with Sigyn and his two little twin boys.

Enter Ragnarok, warfare, general Bad Times, and so on.

Anyway.

Comical as it is to envision a Loki who cringes at the notion of parenthood and/or fears his more monstrous children, I just don’t believe it lines up with what we know of the Loki of myth.

Myth Loki is a god who would spend hours entertaining a child, simply entertained that the child is entertained.

Myth Loki is also a god who would hunt down and methodically dismember whichever idiot thought it would be okay to make a child cry within said god’s earshot.