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cornerofhell · 21 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.

#horror #slashers #leprechaun #lubdan #lucky jane ramone leprechaun #horror oc #story piece #drawing #slasher oc #leprechaun 2

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dirtyslasherlover · 1 month

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just taking my new pet dog for a walk....found him in some nearby woods at the end of a rainbow

#movies #horror #horror comedy #horror films #horror movies #90s horror #Lubdan #Lubdan the leprechaun

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thecreativemillennial · 2 months

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Happy belated birthday to Warwick Davis, who turned 54 yesterday

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tuttifuckinfruttifriday · 3 months

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The end of the rainbow

Pt2

-A bad situation adverted

Pt1 here

Pairings: only the Voorhees family

Warnings: blood, gore?, violence, impersonation(?), me trying to write Lubdan's Irish accent, maybe some bad grammar and writing, usual family fluff at the end...

Here it finally is, @randomly-a-fan :))🖤tried to make it the last part, sorry if it looks a bit rushed

I found the gif on Google

For like half an hour, Malon went on about telling her dad everything she knew about those 'Leprechauns', the creatures whose bucket of golden coins stands at the end of rainbows. The little creatures wearing green hats and buckled shoes; Jason knew who they were, his mother having told him about a lot of mythical creatures when he was younger. He used to be scared of those, but always found them fascinating... What if they were real?? It was too big of a coincidence to just be that, right? With all of the things they'd seen, he knew there was a high possibility that they were true, even if it sounded childish.

At the house, Jason made sure to occupy Malon in the house, getting her to help her mother with her baking.

He went to his shed to dispose of the coins for now, planning on going to the city to see if they're real tomorrow. He took one of the coins out of the pouch, planning on keeping something to occupy himself, then closed the bag again, keeping the lone coin in his pocket. He then put the bag away in his work desk, making sure to lock his shed when he went back out. What could go wrong? It's not like anyone would go look into someone's shed, it's still right behind his house.... Right?

When he went back in, he finished his day with his family, later on tucking his precious girls into bed. He'd managed to make Malon not ask about the coins, having kept her distracted.

Under the faint light of the kitchen, he examined the coin he'd took out, looking it over. He didn't know much about those, but he couldn't help going back to the 'Leprechaun' thing..

'could it be... Magic coins?'

He thought to himself, squinting at it, a part of him telling him how stupid it sounds. As I sat at the table, staring at the coin, he suddenly jumped out of his skin, hearing the sound of one of his traps closing, the one right under the kitchen window-

He didn't care much about the noise as of now as he loudly got up from his chair, hoping that it wasn't a poor animal that got stuck in it. He put the coin back into his pocket, rapidly putting his boots and coat on, snatching his mask for good measure as he unlocked the door and went outside. The sky is dark, but he didn't mind as he was used to it, his vision being pretty good in the darkness. His daughter even teases him about how he's a bit like a cat, which he obviously doesn't mind, finding it quite cute coming from her.

As he rounded the corner, he tilted his head, not seeing anything trapped in the bear trap, only seeing closed. He got closer, aware of evey sounds around him, bending down.

His movement froze when he saw the dark green liquid on the metal, the unmistakable scent of blood filling the air.

'what in the...'

He was sure his brain was playing tricks on him, so he took the metal decide in hands, inspecting it closer.

It immediately clicked to him, confirming what it was, a freaking leprechaun, a real one. What else would have green blood??

He took some time to inspect the woods, and after not finding anything or anyone out of the ordinary, he planned on going back inside.. until he caught sight of his shed, door opened. He tensed and immediately put a hand where he kept his machete, then remembered that he'd left it inside.

He couldn't care less about his usual weapon though, as he knew the coins were in there, so he carefully and silently went to the shed, standing right before the half open door. The lock was snapped off the wall, and it made his heart race a bit, knowing that no normal person could snap it off like that.

Not wanting to risk it, he slammed open the door, fists clenched at his sides.

Dark eyes looked around, not seeing anyone, but seeing clear signs of someone having been in there, his work desk now messy, things thrown on the ground. He saw the drawer he'd put the gold pouch in, now open and empty as he took a step closer.

He closed the drawer back, grabbing a crowbar from beside the door, hoping that he'd find the person that did that, even if it was a damn leprechaun, he certainly wasn't going to push that possibility out now. The lock was snapped off, not picked or broken, literally pulled off, not even unlocked. As he stood still before the shed, chest heaving with deep breaths, eyes roaming the dark woods, he heard the faint sound of steps behind him, making him immediately turn around, crowbar clenched in his large fist. He carefully looked around, until he heard a familiar voice -

"Dad!! Help!!" He tensed up and immediately ran towards Malon's voice, fearing that she got hurt from one of his traps or by someone, heart racing. He couldn't care less about the person that stole the coins, wanting to make sure his girl is okay, not even thinking about the fact that he'd tucked her in earlier.

He was so panicked that he hadn't even watched where he was going as he went over roots and bushes, his foot getting caught in one of his traps, making him fall down with a huff, wind knocked out of him. His foot got stuck in a rope, his body getting halfway held up over the ground. With his fall, the crowbar fell out of his hand, which was pretty unfortunate as he cursed his unusual carelessness, his head head hitting the ground pretty hard on his way down. He almost forgot about why he was so careless for a moment, until he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him, Malon's voice now closer as he heard a faint but almost mocking

"daddy... Are you okay?" There was a giggle at the end, which made him blink dumbly at the trees before him, until he turned as best as he could towards the sound, masked face being greeted by a sudden... Figure-

It's not Malon, even smaller than her.

His head still rung from the impact of the ground, vision a bit blurry, but he could clearly tell it's not his little girl.

"what's the matter?" The figure laughed, his daughter's voice still coming out of it .

He huffed as he saw the little guy, the latter grinning at his tied up figure, sharp teeth gleaming slightly under the moon light.

"...You've got me last gold coin, I want it -"

He said to him, now in his usual voice, making Jason frown for a moment, not having any idea of what he's talking about for a second, until he remembers, knowing he's got it in his pocket still. He ignores the creature for a second, still dazed and trying to get through the fact that it's a real leprechaun. He was snapped out of it when he remembered his foot is still held up by the rope, body halfway pulled up as he narrowed his eyes at the leprechaun, the latter narrowing his back, seeing that Jason only was waiting to get out of his trap to attack the creature, way smaller than him.

"Wouldn't want anythin' happenin' to Malon, would ya?"

He tensed up, heart pounding against his ribcage, large hands trying to reach up to get himself out of the rope.

The leprechaun laughed at his attempt

"...I can get you out-

If you give me my last gold coin!" He says, his voice sounding stupidly happy. Jason, stubborn, didn't want to be over powered by someone almost half his size, so he didn't give him the coin yet.

He made a movement for the leprechaun to get closer, the latter obvious to the glint in Jason's eyes as he acted as if he'd give it to him like that. Seeing his action, the leprechaun happily bounced towards him, muttering about how he didn't think he'd give in like that, seemingly unaware of the murderer's hand suddenly reaching for him, having wanted to grab at him.

He'd jumped out of the way with a 'tsk', eyes narrowed and grin faltering.

"...try that again and see where that gets ya!" He said, his voice still almost sounding playful.

"Give me me last coin! I know you have it!" He said, holding one of his clawed hands towards Jason, still out of his reach. Jason glared at him, reaching up again and giving himself a good pull, suddenly able to reach the knot of the rope, his body falling down with a loud 'thump'. He rapidly turned back towards the leprechaun, eyes narrowed behind his mask, getting onto his feet, towering over the creature.

He didn't seem fazed, though, eyes narrowed up at him-

"Should I pay a little friendly visit to your family, then?" Jason glared harder seeing red as he went to take a step towards him, only for his body to be frozen in place. His eyes widened as he looked at the leprechaun's hand, seeing it slightly open and outstretched, a meanful(?) grin on his face

"Just give me my GOLD. COIN!" it growled-

Until Jason was finally able to move, menacingly stepping towards the creature, making it take some steps back in a haste. He wasn't at his full strength from not having his last coin, and he was sure to mutter about it, eyes looking up at the masked man before him as he took some steps back.

Before he could say anything again, Jason took him by his suit, raising him up and pushing him against a tree.

By now, you'd imagine Jason absolutely destroying him and killing him as he'd be easy to dismember, but you're actually wrong.

After some seconds of glaring at the creature through his mask, he pulled the coin out of his pocket, putting it in the leprechaun's open palm, his other clawed hand against Jason's wrist. He grinned slightly, dumbfounded, as Jason let him go, the leprechaun falling down on his ass with a loud 'thud'. You could see how confused he is, bit Jason doesn't care as he doesn't have time for this. He turns around with one last glare, walking back into the woods. And so, the leprechaun, all happy but still confused, just went on his merry way

Crisis adverted

It did hurt his ego a bit, bit he didn't care;

All he cared about was to go back to his girls, wanting to make sure they're safe. Tomorrow, he'd make them stay inside, just to be sure. Nevermind the gold, his girls' love was enough

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#randomly a fan #jason voorhees #leprechaun #lubdan

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holding-monsters-hands · 1 year

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Lep in that ask you just answered

HAHAHASHSBSB NO SERIOUSLY, little dude lives in a literal dirt cave but you’re the gross one for having messy shoes 😭

#lubdan the leprechaun #leprechaun #lubdan #monstertalks

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rainbowdelicsunshine · 1 year

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Chucky x Lubdan (leprechaun)

Fucked up weird looking small men looking to wreck shit tf up lol!!

I hope this is fun for you my friend! I hope you have a fantastic day!!

#🌈 fozz's posts #🌈 fozz chit chats #answered ask #ask games #chucky #child's play #childs play #charles lee ray #the leprechaun #leprechaun #lubdan #lubdan leprechaun #chucky x leprechaun #shipping bingo #ship #shipping #ships #horror #slasher

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travsd · 2 months

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Warwick Davis: Wicket, Willow, and Flitwick

February 3 is the birthday of Warwick Davis (b. 1970), quite possibly the most successful Little Person actor in history. Davis was 13 when he got elevated to the role of the Ewok warrior Wicket in 1983’s The Return of the Jedi (he’d initially been cast as a crowd extra). He’s been in nearly every Star Wars movie since, sometimes as Wicket, sometimes as other characters. The George Lucas…

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#actor #Ewok #Flitwick #Leprechaun #Life&039;s Too Short #little person #Lubdan #Star Wars #Warwick Davis #Wicket #Willow

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atomic-chronoscaph · 1 month

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Jennifer Aniston and Warwick Davis - Leprechaun (1993)

#leprechaun gif #jennifer aniston gif #warwick davis gif #90s horror #90s movies #mark jones #make-up effects #gabe bartalos #lubdan the leprechaun #1990s #1993 #gif #chronoscaph gif

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prettyputrified · 8 months

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Instagram edit for @cornerofhell 's oc Lucky Ramone

Template: https://cagewrites.tumblr.com/post/174142305167/insta-not-another-ingram-template-in-the-vast

#lucky ramone #lucky jane ramone #leprechaun lubdan #lubdan #edit #edit requests #edit resources #horror oc

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leteriuso · 2 months

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Chuchaun in Tangled movie

#chucky x leprechaun #chucky #leprechaun #charles lee ray #lubdan #horror #slashers #canon couples #tangled

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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.

#lubdan the leprechaun #lubdan #leprechaun 2 #leprechaun x reader #leprechaun in space #leprechaun 1993 #leprechaun #slasher x reader #slasher x s/o

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