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goryhorroor · 7 months
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day 11 of horror: horror movie posters in other movies
the masque of the red death (1964) and x: the man with x-ray eyes (1963) in death watch (1980)
abbott and costello meet frankenstein (1948) and island of lost souls (1932) in paterson (2016)
jaws (1975) in the muse (1999)
the birds (1963) in the secret life of pets (2016)
jaws 2 (1978) in the nice guys (2016)
the pit and the pendulum (1961) and planet of the vampires (1965) in burying the ex (2014)
ghostbusters (1984) in jagged edge (1985)
halloween (1978) in super 8 (2011)
leprechaun 2 (1994) in kicking and screaming (1995)
psycho (1960) in le mépris (1963)
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fanofspooky · 1 month
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Your luck just ran out!
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horrororman · 18 days
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Released April 8, 1994.
#Leprechaun2
#WarwickDavis
#ShevonneDurkin
#slasher #comedy #fantasy #horror
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frostcorpsclub · 1 year
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Slashers When Asked "Would You Still Love Me If I Was A Worm"
Jack
"Like a tequila worm? Right down the hatch baby!"
Then he'd slap your ass and walk away before you could respond
Santa
"No."
Lubdan
He laughs a little before realizing you were serious then shakes his head and mumbles something in Gaelic under his breath.
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horrorholly · 2 years
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cornerofhell · 27 days
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What's In a Name?
The night was a chill one, but a the cave of the leprechaun did wonders of insulation to keep its inhabitants warm and toasty. And that was obvious as the two relaxed on their bed.
Their day had been a long one of window shopping and actual shopping, gathering different things for their future children to enjoy. Sure, a lot of it was stolen, but who was the wiser? They had their cribs and such for their babes, who would be here soon if the timing was right. Either way, the future parents were exhausted.
Lucky rested against her pile of pillows upright, flipping through the baby magazine she'd gotten from outside. As she did, she relaxed against the warmth of her husband’s embrace. To the untrained eye he appeared asleep, but with his ear pressed against her swollen stomach and his clawed hand moving oh-so carefully along, the jig was up.
“If you wake them up, I swear, Lub, I'll kill you.” Lubdan's bright green eyes flicked up to see his wife’s brown ones glaring down at him. She wasn't angry at him, he could tell. Her eyes always looked like they were on fire when she was angry. This one, was more of a beg of him to be careful, behind the guise of a threat.
“After the day we had, I'd be surprised if they weren't as sleepy as we are, dear.” The leprechaun gestured to her stomach, which had been active with kicks, punches, and rolls all day. The leprechauness groaned at the thought, tossing her magazine somewhere on the bed. “Busy doing gymnastics and using Mommy's bladder as a goddamn trampoline.”
Lubdan couldn't help but snicker. “I told ye’ leprechaun babies are a handful. Even in the womb. You're lucky they're not like I was. Mum told me all the time that I hardly slept a wink.”
The former human raised an eyebrow in confusion at the reminder of the story he had told her long ago. “How could she tell? There was like- six of you, right?” “Eh, she could tell. She'd done it like, five times.”
The leprechaun sat up a bit now to look at his beautiful bride, though his hand continued to rest upon her stomach. “Why, can't you keep track of who is who?”
“Well yeah, Baby one has always been by my ribs, Baby two likes to switch and piss off Baby one, and Baby three usually stays down at the bottom, by my bladder.” With each little one mentioned, Lucky guided her husband’s hand to each spot where their babies resided. He could even feel them a little bit. “I'm just wondering how she could do it with six.”
Lubdan smiled as he felt his children more closely, so close but so far, but something hit his mind, and he turned to her. “Is that what you call them? Just… numbers?”
Lucky was taken off guard by the question, her eyebrows raised in surprise. “No! That's… sort of just a nickname. I just thought you wanted to name them, since they're gonna be the first in years and stuff…” Lubdan rose a brow himself this time, before letting out a laugh. “I mean, I want them all to have a little Irish in their names, but it wasn't like I was gonna take them from you!”
The two stared at each other before Lucky joined the giggles, both surprised and amused by the misunderstanding, before turning back to their children, who somehow hadn’t woken up.
“Is there any names you've got in mind? I’ve got a few, but the girl names would just be suggestions for the daughters, y’know?” The mother relaxed back into her pillow palace, trying to get comfortable with her sore back. “Yeah, that makes sense. Have got a few m’self, boy and girl.” Lubdan crawled up beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
“I’d like one to be named Torin. After me’ dad.” Lubdan’s chest puffed with pride as he spoke of the departed. Lucky felt her lips curl into a smile at her husband’s pride, before leaning on the leprechaun’s shoulder. “Torin what? He’s gonna need a middle name…Ooh! How about that nickname your brothers gave you? It’s cute.” Lubdan’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
“Odhran? Torin Odhran, the leprechaun….. I like it. Love it, actually! Torin Odhran, our little green chief.”
The next name took them a while as they wanted to choose names they both had always liked. Different names they'd heard throughout their childhoods, some Irish, some not. But soon enough, within around fifteen minutes, they decided on [REDACTED NAME]. A name of their compromised design. The two were exhausted, but knew they had to finish this. Their children deserved to all be named fully.
“Alright… we've got the first two-” “Finally.” “SO- What's your idea for lil number three?” the two playfully glared after their long back and forth of names, before Lucky decided her answer. “Brian. It's one I've liked since I was little.”
Lubdan blinked in surprise, before he began to laugh. A laugh that he didn't seem able to control. A laugh that made his mouth so wide that Lucky could almost count each of his rotten teeth.
Lucky stared at her husband with a dumbfounded expression, one part of her offended at such a reaction to a name she genuinely enjoyed, and the other just goddamned confused at her husband's hysterical laughter. “WHAT the hell is so funny?”
The leprechaun wiped tears of laughter from his eyes before turning to his wife, seeing her expression of hurt and confusion, and quickly grabbed her shoulder, trying to calm himself. “Oh no no dear, I'm sorry! I'm not laughin’ at the name! I like it! It's jus’ the situation.” He managed to wheeze out, before catching his breath.
“We took so long on the last one, and the first one that comes out of your mouth is a bleedin'- Irish one that I like. I just thought it was funny after all that!” “Ohhhhh!” Lucky sighed in relief and amusement, a smile back on her face, along with a playful eye roll from her husband's antics. “I… didn't know Brian was Irish, in all honesty. I just liked the sound.”
“Oh yeah! It means “High or Noble”. Even had someone in the village named that. Though he was the opposite of noble, fool was a moron… But I'm sure that our little Brian Kelly will be the best Brian ever known.” Lubdan placed his hand upon where Lucky had shown him where baby three was earlier with a proud smirk.
“Brian Kelly?” Lucky laughed. “Oh come on, don't tell me you don't love it! It's a good name. As good as the others. It means “war”. Come on, noble war? It's pretty badass!” The father defended with a grin, thinking of the chaos all three of his beloved children would create, and the children after them, and those after them.
His wife watched him grin before she shaking her head with a smile. “Alright, alright, you've convinced me. Brian Kelly it is. Now that you mention it, it sounds pretty good.” Her hand made its way to her husband's hair, playfully messing with the red locks, which he leaned into like a cat would to a scratch behind the ears.
“Alright, enough boy talk. What would you say if or when our girls come to us for help with their names?” Lucky's question was a true one. They were bound to get at least ONE daughter in their large planned family. Best to be prepared.
Lubdan rested his chin upon his fist, a small, warm smile rising to his green lips as memories from family of each name filled his head. “Fiona, Saoirse, Noreen, and Caitria… What about you?”
Lucky recognized those names. She'd heard stories behind each one, of her mother and sister-in-laws she'd never met. Just as she'd recognized the other names mentioned before. It was fitting. To honor the old while the new lived on. “Well I hope they choose yours, but… I’d say Rosalie, Anastasia, Ruby, and Ellanore… What do you think?”
“Well, they're not Irish, but…. They're perfect. They're all perfect…. Even if some aren't Irish.” Lubdan pressed his forehead against Lucky's, and she leaned into the touch with a sleepy, but content smile. “You're an asshole.” “Your asshole.” “Mm-hmm.”
And with that, the two kissed, within their little patch of peace in their home that they'd soon share with-
Suddenly Lucky jumped in surprise, before letting out a pained groan and sliding down back into her pillows. “Goddamnit, [Redacted], baby, not now! Go back to night night- oh god they're all up.”
Lubdan looked at his wife's stomach and sure enough, the little one had kicked, waking up both brothers, who were now stirring active with little kicks and flips and movements. This was gonna be a long night.
“Want me to get the music pregnancy speaker, love?” “PLEASE.”
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Alrighhhhht! My first OC x slasher piece! I'm super happy with how this turned out, especially with how I drew Lubdan
Some of you may be confused as to why Lubdan and Lucky only think of "suggestions" for daughters. Because every single leprechaun is born biologically male, and the only female leprechauns in history besides Lucky and others transformed like her, are trans! And because of their magic, can transform fully into the gender they prefer when they decide! There are also non binary leprechauns, genderfluid leprechauns, etc.
This is also why Baby 2's name is REDACTED, because that is her dead name, and she shall identify as a lovely lass!
Lucky and Lubdan know this very well (Lubdan especially since literally he grew up with these things), and will accept their children with open arms.
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terracebatman · 1 month
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Chucky vs Leprechaun. Lol.
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jeandejard3n · 22 days
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Leprechaun | Ambient Music
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brokehorrorfan · 2 years
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Funko will release Leprechaun Pop vinyl figures this summer. In addition to the standard version ($11.99), two retailer exclusives will be available: Amazon’s bloody variant ($13.99) and FYE’s glow-in-the-dark variant ($15; pictured below).
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zoe-puryear · 2 years
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A Chucky vs Leprechaun movie
My fellow horror fans, I want to hear your opinions on this idea. Would a movie like this be just as popular as Freddy vs Jason? What would the motivation be for Chucky and the leprechaun to fight each other? But more importantly, who would win and why?
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keiththesurvivor · 2 years
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fanofspooky · 1 year
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horrororman · 1 year
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Released April 8, 1994.
#Leprechaun2
#WarwickDavis #ShevonneDurkin
#horror #comedy
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frostcorpsclub · 1 year
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Hi again my fav mutual >:3 if possible, can I request another set of lubdan headcannons with him having a s/o that is overall just incredibly affectionate and likes to show off their happy relationship (not in a bad way, just in a “i love my partner a lot and everyone needs to know” kind of sense :3)
You're so so sweet, every time we chat I'm reminded of how lovely it was to meet you <3 <3 <3 Thank you for having the confidence to reach out and interact in the first place
First things first, unless you’re friends with a very specific group of people, you’d have to stretch the truth somewhat. More like re-word it, he does have many wonderful qualities after all.
Your way with words would thoroughly amuse him.
“What did ye say when they asked about what I do for a living?”
“A uh…debt collector. They were on the fence at first but I assured them you only went after crooks!”
Your friends probably wondered why you couldn’t make it through that one without chortling, smitten bliss perhaps?
You’d get much better at it as time went on. You practically can’t help telling them all about him; he’s an acquired taste but absolutely obsessed with you, generous-
Both as a person and a lover ;)
-and very passionate about sharing his culture with you. 
He’d never end up coming around despite how desperately they’d want to meet him and how often they urged you to bring him ‘round, because of his very time consuming “job.” 
When they expressed any worry about this you’d just shake your head and giving a knowing smile.
He’s the one who lets you sit in luxury! There are certain trade-offs you’re willing to make. 
Getting to spoil you and hearing about how much you’ve stroked his ego while you were out is enough for him, but the way talking about him makes you only grow fonder is the best part of his day.
When you see his face you’re not grossed out or scared, you see a wrinkly canvas to cover in green lipstick marks.
Every time you go out you come running back inside and hug him so tightly you lift him off the ground. 
Normally he’d find this disrespectful but he gets a perfect angle to kiss your neck, hoping your knees don’t turn to jelly and drop him on his ass.
He’s used to having the upper hand but living with someone who’ll randomly devour him in an all-encompassing hug is…nice. 
Whether it’s partially his fault or not Lubdan has been alone for a very long time.
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REBLOG TO SLAP HIS BALD HEAD
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takato1993 · 8 months
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I wonder if there was supposed to be some sort of Houdini themed subplot in Leprechaun 2.
There has to be a reason a tree with a malevolent leprechaun in it was supposedly donated to him and is in his yard.
Do you think there was more plot devoted to this planned and then scrapped for some reason?
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