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Summer Camp

Anon said:  Au where the whole gang are camp counselors at a sleepaway camp and hanschen and ernst are trying desperately to make sure none of their campers find out about their relationship. Thanks! 

The beginning is kinda slow because (shrug emoji) BBBBBUUUUUUTTTTTT i really like this and i hope you do too

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“Hey!” Hanschen shouted as he left the counselor cabin and bounded towards where Ernst and Martha stood in front of the dining hall. The two, in their khaki shorts and blue polo shirts, turned to look at Hanschen, who was charging at them. He stumbled past a kid carrying a bag full of rocks and over to the two other teens. “Hey, where are you two going today?”

‘We’re taking Cedar and Willow kayaking,’ Martha signed with a shrug, ‘Where are you assigned?’

“Going with Ilse to take Pine and Cactus to the basketball court,” He said and signed simultaneously. “That’s an all day thing, right? You’re gonna be back by the fire right?”

‘Of course,’ Ernst signed with a scoff.  ‘Why do you ask?’

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The terrifying lover who died – yet lived: Christopher Lee’s DRACULA films

Sir Christopher Lee became famous for playing Dracula in a string of Hammer Horror films (1958-1973). He portrayed him 9 times (7 for Hammer), often with his friend Peter Cushing in the role of Dracula’s nemesis Van Helsing. Lee also portrayed the bloodsucking count in a Spanish/German Jess Franco film and in a french comedy. But it all started with the Hammer series. Hammer Film Productions is a company based in the United Kingdom best known for a bunch of gothic films. Hammer was the first studio to produce a Dracula film in color with Terence Fisher’s Horror of Dracula in 1958. It is a bit different than the book by Bram Stoker – but like the book, the film begins with Jonathan Harker visiting Count Dracula’s castle in Transylvania. However, he is not a naive real estate agent who tries to sell Dracula (Lee) a house in London. Jonathan is actually a vampire hunter who works for Van Helsing (Cushing) and he’s on a mission to kill Dracula.

Harker is eventually bitten and transforms into a vampire. Van Helsing therefore has to kill him to free his soul. Bummer. In the book, Harker doesn’t die – and he was engaged to Mina not Lucy like he is here. Anyway, one day Lucy begins to behave strangely and Van Helsing suspects that Dracula has something to do with it. Horror of Dracula is fast-paced compared with the Bela Lugosi version from 1931. There’s a lot of blood and Lee looks creepy with his red contact lenses. Audiences in the 50’s weren’t used to that much red stuff. But compared to today’s movies, it’s quite tame. It’s also a low-budget film and they couldn’t even afford Dracula to transform into a bat. In the novel he can also transform into a wolf, a horde of rats and a mist, and he becomes younger when he feeds on blood – while in the film he doesn’t seem to have any special abilities at all. However, it’s a good film and it has that distinguished british look. And even if Dracula’s not a shapeshifter, it somehow just makes him more sinister. Lee only has 13 dialogues in the film – plus a lot of snarls. But he has such a powerful charisma that his presence alone says more than any words can describe.

“Murder, Jessica. That’s what all this is about. Ghastly, horrible, obscene murder!”
- Professor Van Helsing

Hammer’s second Dracula film was The Brides of Dracula and Peter Cushing returned as Van Helsing. But because Christopher Lee isn’t in it, I’ll watch it some other time. Christopher Lee’s second Dracula film was Dracula: Prince of Darkness (also directed by Terence Fisher) and it takes place 10 years after Van Helsing killed Dracula in the first film. Some morons somehow end up in Dracula’s creepy castle, and for some reason they think it seems like a nice place so spend the night. Dracula then rises from the dead, more grumpy than ever, and begins to bite beautiful ladies in the neck again. He doesn’t appear until halfway into the film though. Prior to this, the film builds up to Dracula’s resurrection. Turns out Dracula had a servant (he wasn’t in the first film) who wakes his master by killing one of the morons and pouring blood over his ashes. Peter Cushing isn’t in this one, but Renfield is, and the film’s gothic atmosphere gives me goose bumps. Lee is amazing here, but according to rumors he found the lines he was given so stupid that he chose to play the role silent.

The Dracula sequels had little to do with the original novel, and Christopher Lee has said he didn’t really enjoy being in them. But hey, I’m glad he was, because I sure do enjoy watching them. The third film in the series is Dracula Has Risen From the Grave. After Dracula was killed *again* at the end of Dracula: Prince of Darkness, Transylvania has become a fairly pleasant place to live. But… There’s always a “but”… Just read the title of the movie again and you’ll know what I mean. Yup, the count has risen from the grave. A priest travels to Dracula’s castle to banish the evil from the gothic castle once and for all. But it takes more than a silly exorcism to destroy the fanged undead. The previous film ended with Dracula falling through the ice outside his castle. He froze to death and drowned. Dracula is therefore not within the castle this time. When the priest leaves the castle, he cuts himself on a branch and blood somehow manages to drip down into Dracula’s mouth. Shit, you know what that means: Full resuscitation! This was Hammer Studios’ most profitable film and I really liked it. The camera angles make Dracula very menacing and it’s perhaps Lee’s best performance as the count.

Lee’s fourth Dracula-film for Hammer was Taste the Blood of Dracula (another cool title). This time the ruthless count seeks revenge on those who killed his servant. I’m a huge fan of the old Dracula films with Bela Lugosi, but I’ve always liked the Hammer films a notch better. Lugosi’s tuxedo-clad Dracula is perhaps the ultimate Dracula, but Christopher Lee’s interpretation is perfect. When he looks at you, all he sees is food. He is a monster and when he shows up there’s never any doubt that he can hurt you. Dracula has less to do in this film than in any of the other films. But I dig that he’s not overexposed. It makes him scary and mysterious. This film is a bit different though. You see, Dracula is almost like the hero this time. The same happened to Godzilla in the 70’s, but that’s another story. Dracula isn’t the most vicious characters in the film. For example: A guy gets drunk and abuses his daughter played by Linda Hayden. Dracula therefore hits him with a shovel. A heroic deed, if you ask me. Okay, so Dracula isn’t exactly the hero of the film. But it’s close enough.

Film number five, Scars Of Dracula, differs slightly from the other films. There’s more sex, blood and violence (Wii-hooo!) and Dracula has more screen time than usual and more dialogues than in any of the other Dracula movies combined. He is also more sadistic than ever. He doesn’t just bite hot women. He stabs people with a knife and takes pleasure in torturing people! Grrraaarrrr! This time Dracula is awakened when a ridiculous rubber bat spits blood on his remains. The film doesn’t really have a plot, but it is very entertaining. Let’s move on to the next film, my personal favorite, Dracula A.D. 1972. This funkadelic movie is also quite different than the other ones. It begins in a classic way in the year 1872: Count Dracula and Van Helsing (Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing together again!) are fighting each other in a cool chase scene. But they’re both killed and the film suddenly fasts forward to 1972. We’re then introduced to a bunch of party crazed hippies. The leader of the gang calls himself Johnny Alucard (Dracula backwards) and he’s a huge Dracula-fan. Alucard therefore decides to bring Dracula back to life (“Master, I did it, I summoned you!”) There’s only one man in the world who can save us from the wrath of the modern Dracula and that’s Van Helsing’s grandson Professor Lorimer (Cushing again).

“There is evil in the world. There are dark, awful things. Occasionally, we get a glimpse of them. But there are dark corners; horrors almost impossible to imagine… even in our worst nightmares.”
- Professor Van Helsing

Caroline Munroe (Starcrash) briefly appears and completely steals the show (what a woman!) as one of Dracula’s victims, and Stephanie Beacham plays Van Helsing’s daughter. The central characters are the hippies, so the film is a bit silly, but the Gothic tone is well-preserved despite the fact that the film is full of acid music and dancing hippies (“Dig the music, kids!”). Dracula A.D. 1972 is the most trashy Hammer film I’ve seen, but it’s very entertaining and like I said, my favorite. Lee’s final Dracula-film for Hammer was The Satanic Rites of Dracula. It too takes place in the 70’s, but there are no hippies or groovy music in it, and it’s darker and far more serious than Dracula A.D. 1972. It’s also the dullest in the series. At least the great Peter Cushing is back as Van Helsing, and here he confronts his enemy for the last time (in Lee’s case at least). The Transylvanian bloodsucker seems more like a Bond villain this time. He has a stylish office and he wants to exterminate humanity, instead of just biting annoying hippies in the neck. There’s also more action than I’m used to, and Dracula even employs an assassin! I’m a big fan of Hammer Films, especially the Dracula series, so it’s impossible for me to say anything negative about them. So, for me, this is another cool movie even though it’s… you know, bad.

Christopher Lee also made two other Dracula films. A french comedy which I haven’t seen yet called Dracula & Son (1976) and an Italian film by Jess Franco called Count Dracula (1970). I really liked Franco’s take on the series. It’s close to Bram Stoker’s novel and it begins with Jonathan Harker traveling to Transylvania to help Dracula with buying property in England. Jonathan gets a little intimidated by him and his spooky castle, and eventually he becomes Dracula’s prisoner. But he manages to escape and is well taken care of by Professor Van Helsing (portrayed by Herbert Lom). Dracula then decides to travel to England to terrorize the recurring Franco-starlets Soledad Miranda and Maria Rohm. Cool movie. I didn’t like the sudden ending though. Franco allegedly financed the whole thing with his own money and it shows. Dangling bats etc. Still, the sets are nice and gothic, and some of the effects are pretty neat – especially Dracula’s fierce disappearing act. Good films. And that’s that.

  1. Horror of Dracula (1958) Director: Terence Fisher
  2. Dracula: Prince of Darkness (1966) Director: Terence Fisher
  3. Dracula Has Risen From the Grave (1968) Director: Freddie Francis
  4. Taste the Blood of Dracula (1970) Director: Peter Sasdy
  5. Scars of Dracula (1970) Director: Roy Ward Baker
  6. Count Dracula (1970) Director: Jess Franco
  7. Dracula A.D. 1972 (1972) Director: Alan Gibson
  8. Satanic Rites of Dracula (1973) Director: Alan Gibson
  9. Dracula & Son (1976) Director: Edouard Molinaro

persistingcourage  asked:

"I, Vord of the Vampires, declare var on vee Pumpkin King! Attack vis red-haired voser, my minion! Show no mercy!" Ness then throws a small rubber bat at Lucas' head.

The rubber bat bounced harmlessly off his head. Unfortunately, rubber bats just so happened to be his one weakness.

“Ah! Y’ may out-vampire me but you’ll never drink m’ pumpkin blood!”

Daily Drabble - November - day 14 - bats

Prompt – Bats
Characters – Token/Kyle
Word Count – 477


I think these two are super cute together but haven’t ever gotten off my ass to write it. Thanks for the suggestion @ouranonymous

This takes place during my Basketball Boys AU

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Ghost Post #5 - the Bible Box

When I was little, I was told Hallowe’en was short for Hallows’ Eve: the night before All Saints’ Day. Because spirits and devils feared the march of the saints they tried to make as much mischief as they could the night before. I wasn’t told about Samhain - nor how to pronounce it.

(Apparently saying it “sam-hayn,” “sow-wen” or “sow-een” is wrong. Samhain should be pronounced as shavnah if you’re male or havnah if you’re female. However most gaelic-speaking people simply pronounce it shavnah nowadays. I incorrectly pronounce it “S’main” because I’m dyslexic and Gaelic spelling vs actual pronunciation makes me cry.)

When I was ten, we started to have Hallowe’en parties. My sister and I dressed up, invited a handful of friends over, ate party food in a room decorated with fake cobwebs and rubber bats, and then went out trick-or-treating.

A few Hallowe’ens down the line and we’d moved house: we no longer had a kids’ playroom to decorate. So we decorated the dining room instead: it had a huge table and a bunch of dark antique furniture and was suitably gothic even before it got festooned with plastic snakes and glow-in-the-dark spiders.

That Hallowe’en night was chaos. My sister and her friends somehow locked themselves in the dining room and could only escape when they’d posted the key under the crack in the door. Another kid managed to lock himself in the bathroom. The sausages caught fire and turned the oven into a small raging inferno. One of my elder brothers cut his finger to the bone chopping up apples… Chaos - but admittedly the sort of chaos that could happen to anyone. The adults joked the goblins must be out in force and got on with the job of serving sandwiches and cake to a bunch of over-excited kids in cheap witch’s hats.

In the dining room by the door was a large Victorian set of draws, and on top of them was a bible box. Back in the day it would have contained a family bible and other important documents: the patriarch of the family would have set the bible on the box to read from, or used the box as a writing desk. In our house it held a bunch of old photos and had several silver inkwells and trinkets sat on top of it.

Halfway through the Hallowe’en feast, one of the silver inkwells fell off. It wasn’t knocked or nudged or tipped, it wasn’t badly balanced or on edge: one moment it was sitting on the box as it always had, the next moment it was on the floor.

We decided it must have been knocked somehow and carefully put it back. Ten minutes later, it fell off again. This time it fell with such force that one of the wells buckled. We put the inkwell somewhere else, out of the way.

Around that time, my mother realized there was a plain candle in a silver candlestick alight on top of the bible box. She didn’t recall putting a candle up there, but maybe someone else did - there were plenty of lit candles in candlesticks decorating the room. But it niggled - there was something off about the candlestick. Later, between clearing up the kitchen and finding children’s coats and lost gloves, my mother realized: she didn’t own a candlestick like that. She went back into the dining room to look at the bible box. There was no single silver candlestick with a white candle on the box or anywhere else. Just a single space between the remaining inkwells and trinkets boxes where a candlestick might have appeared, pushing inkwells out of the way as it did so.

After that my mother declared that Hallowe’en parties would have to happen elsewhere and that the dining room was strictly off limits on Samhain. (Nothing else ever fell off the box again and its candlestick has not been seen since.)

The Devil You Know (And Other Things That Go Bump in the Night)

An Outlaw Queen/Hood-Mills family Halloween fic. Read on: FFnet // AO3

Angst, fluff, and sexytimes - yes, you read that right! A snippet of this was previously posted here, in response to an OQ “Boo!” prompt. Thanks to @black-throatedblue for helping make sense of things, and for setting the tone with promises of a blood-red dawn. 

She has known her share of demons (she has been one), and she has had much to hate, much to fear, on this night when the rest of the world masks their faces and laughs at death.

And that current runs so deep, blood-deep, even in the sick-bright lighting of the costume aisle, that Regina can’t suppress the tiny shudder that travels down to her stomach when Robin dangles two packages in front of her nose and asks, “What do you think: glow-in-the-dark skeleton or evil jack-o’-lantern?”

One eyebrow is cocked with amusement, and Regina buys time with a playfully skeptical look of her own while she works on unlocking her tongue, all the while hoping Robin was too distracted by the color and flash of the decorations around them to notice anything amiss.

The Enchanted Forest had its own rituals that come with the turn of the harvest, but this was the first Halloween Robin and Roland would experience, and they were both flush with the excitement of it.

“And give Roland nightmares?” she says at last, thinking that bonfires and mummers plays are quite a different matter than haunted houses for a young boy and grateful to have so easy an excuse to reach for.

Robin’s smile turns crafty, and he nudges his chin to where the boys stand in the aisle behind her, Henry and Roland examining bottles of fake blood and rubber bats, and Roland’s curious fingers skimming over the plastic of Captain America’s shield with an expression of pure wonder, as if he were handling something sacred.

“I think he’ll sleep rather soundly tonight, don’t you?”

She scowls at him, beaten by the natural fearlessness of a child, and Robin is all innocence and charm when he steps closer and lowers his mouth to her ear, teasingly. “But perhaps you object at the sight of such a fearsome thing?”

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Scott - Corypheus’ new best friend. Former Deli Worker.  Mom made him quit because it was getting in the way of band practice. Scott has braces and a lisp. His costume – A Grey Warden

Corypheus/Architect: Their costume: The Maker and Andraste. The Architect is very serious about the concept of this costume, and once again is STRESSING CORYPHEUS OUT!

Jim (not pictured): Former-manager of the Deli is having a Halloween Party. He has invited Scott and a plus one. Costume: Tevinter Magister–he got the costume out of a bag at his local super-store.


Corypheus watches as Scott walks up to the festively decorated house. “Don’t worry, Corypheuth!” the small boy says brightly, “Thith will be fun!”

“It might do us some good to get out. I did have these fabrics specially ordered from Rivain,” notes the Architect smoothing down his blonde wig. “I do hope they like my marzipan pumpkin petit-fours. It’s an ancient Orlesian recipe, from those golden days when they lived under Tevinter’s shadow.”

Corypheus steps onto the porch and looks around at the cheap crepe paper and rubber bat decorations in disgust, “Be this some dream I wake from?” He whirls in a semi-circle, swiping at cheap hangings meant to resemble spider webs. “Am I in dwarven lands?!”

Jim steps forward to greet his guests, smile bright and easy. He smoothes down his magister robes.

“You!” Corypheus points one long, erotic talon in Jim’s direction. “Serve you at the Temple of Dumat?” As Corypheus’s voice booms through the room, Jim knows. He knows. His face locks in a rictus of terror. That fateful day at the deli flashes before his eyes. He’s sweating so much he can feel one half of his fake mustache slip off his lip.

“These decorations! They will avail you nothing! You, in the paltry magister outfit!” Corypheus points at Jim. “Do you dare to oppose my divine will! Whoever you be, you owe fealty to the Pontifex Maximus of Dumat. On your knees!! All of you!

“Perhaps, before the kneeling, you might want to sample my seasonal apertifs?” The Architect says, trying to defuse the situation a bit.

Jim, opens the door wider. “Maker, per-per-per-serve me.”

“I am your Maker now!” booms Corypheus.

“Don’t worry, Jim! Thith will be a fun night,” Scott smiles as Corypheus wails in the background.

Art by @slayerofkillabee

Words by @magister-amoris and @i-am-medea (in spiritus)

          ❛ ––  this is all so STUPID.  ❜  her nose crinkles,  dainty fingers plucking up the string of a rubber bat as she was dragged around the costume store.  ❛  none of these things are even real,  let alone SCARY.  and last time i checked ––  dracula was not a stripper.  ❜  courtney felt objectified just by STANDING near some of these piss-poor excuses for costumes.    //    open !!


I was a vampire bat for Day 18 of #31diystilhalloween!
Why be a basic vampire or bat when you can be both at once? This is a super easy costume to DIY and I got a little carried away with the accessories.

The cape and (cat) ears were from the dollar store. The tights, boots, little black dress, and lace-up belt were from my closet.

I found rubber bats on eBay back in July (Halloween is every day erwha 😂) and the collar is actually this giant foam monstrosity that can be worn flipped up or down, I found it at a costume shop for less than $10.

The fangs are by @scarecrowvampirefangs, they’re reusable and you can custom fit them to your teeth and pop them in whenever you want to feel ridiculous and drooly (but in a good way).

My bullet earrings are from @_crossfox_ and I made the o-ring cross collar myself! I might make more and sell them in my shop if you guys are interested!

Instead of Buying Decorations

Instead of supporting sweatshop labor this Halloween why not thrift or craft your decorations?

Sure those glitter skulls are cheap and yeah those rubber bats are cute but the amount of decorations especially cheaply made mass produced ones end up in landfills or worse.

The shops that make these have no care for our environment, their workers, or the impact they have. They just want to do things as cheaply as possible to turn profit.

Instead of buying why not take inspiration and make your own unique and fun decorations. You’ll appreciate them much more and you’ll lessen the impact on the environment.

I encourage anyone who sees cute Halloween or fall crafts to tag me and I’ll reblog them.