#Better Off Dead

[fishfingersandscarves]

probably what would've happened if heimerdinger had found jayce (dialogue from better off dead)

[tvneon]

TV commercial for the film Better Off Dead.

[mtvscreengrabs]

West End Girls - Pet Shop Boys (1986)

[lizzi3]

tryna find more friends on tumblr is very scary like I don’t want anyone to judge me 😭 wdym we’re not automatically best friend for liking the same stuff it’s actually so terrifying to reach out to ppl I’m tagging my interests below so I can find my people

[gameraboy2]

Better Off Dead (1985)

[imsoglitter]

Better Off Dead (1985)

[maxxxines]

BETTER OFF DEAD (1985) dir. Savage Steve Holland

[your-unfriendlyghost]

better off dead

oh to be as unapologetically pathetic as Lane Meyer…

Real talk tho, this is one of the best movies ever. It’s like if Risky Business was on (even more) drugs, with bizarre surreal dream logic and a satisfying, entertaining story. 10/10 film fr fr

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[credince--writes]

I'm thinking about the Better Off Dead series right now- and the first sexual encounter of Roach & Getter.

(Poly!Soap x Ghost x Roach x Reader)

Smut Below The Cut

Sorry I wrote this on my phone. Brainworms.

This is one of those 'man I have this idea but I don't want to write the oodles of plot that would lead up to the scenario

You're pawing at eachother, anger meeting in a clash of tongue and teeth that reminds you of home.

Stumbling back, back back and into Gary's room not thinking much of it

The pounding in your ears and the sounds of rustling clothes tunnel visions in on pulling Gary's shirt off and over his head- tossing it forgotten to the side

It's a bitter ritual of begging for forgiveness- his hard body going soft and placid beneath your fingertips as you push him back- direct his body as you see fit. Pushing down- the sudden loss of contact of skin only because his feet caught on a pair of boots tucked neatly at the end of the bed.

Back colliding down onto the soft surface below- a soft gasp leaving Gary's lips before you climb on top.

Your hands, you would always recall in these moments- are so much smaller than his. But yet wrapping your fingers around his wrist he allows you to pin his arms over his head.

He knows the second he breaks the illusion of power you're gone.

You're so, so angry.

The glob of spit left your mouth without even thinking. One hand leaving his wrists to breach your thumb against Gary's lips, press down against his tongue and hold his mouth- hot and wet open.

There's no words. Nothing is spoken but the glazed, hazy look in his eyes tells you enough that all the anger, red faced bile sinks its claws into your throat- clawing up and up until-

"You fucking whore-" you grit out, ignoring the hot feeling on your cheeks, the breathy way your condescending words leave your lips.

He just groans, rolling his hips up against your own.

Yanking down his trousers and briefs, roughly taking his cock in hand and giving him a singular dry tug down the length.

He bucks up, finally- noise- retribution leaving his lips as a groan leaks out into the air. A thick, choking smog.

It's not loving.

There is no care in the actions tugging your own bottoms off before fulling seating down on his cock.

You see the strain of his biceps as he holds himself back.

Back when he was a good boy- he'd be able to wrap his hands around your soft middle. Lifting you up and down on his cock when your eyes went cross.

Pawing at your tits, pulling you close to suck on them.

No, this wasn't the past.

You want to be mean.

Hateful.

You want to hurt like you've hurt.

You played with your clit when you ride him, ignoring the desperate, airy huffs of air leaving his lips.

Your orgasm hits, much to your dismay.

You hand leaves his wrists, but he dares not to move them from over his head.

Both hands planted on his chest, fingers digging into the collarbones beneath the flesh.

The ringing in your ears subsides before lifting your hand and slapping Gary across the face as hard as you can-

Grimacing as his cock twitches inside you

It fills you with a dreadful anger- the scab peeled off. Naked in front of him- all of the emotions come rushing back.

You lift your hand again.

A large, much larger hand wraps around your wrist. Engulfing your hand in a way that makes the hairs on the back of your neck raise-

Danger, predator.

The top of the food chain.

The apex.

You twist your neck, a small breath you hope is undetected unwillingly leaving your lips as Gary's cock pushes against the spongey ceiling of your insides as you lean back

Ignoring the twitch of your toes

Only to be greeted with the skull balaclava

You thought you were mean?

Oh, you're about to meet someone much, much meaner sweetheart.

[petiteclover]

John Cusack in “Better Off Dead” 1985.

[dailyflicks]

BETTER OFF DEAD (1985) dir. Savage Steve Holland

[floridaboiler]

August 23, 1985 - Better off Dead was released

[tera-ixie]

You ever have that moment when you’re watching an 80s/90s movie and your like oh woah this is so good and then they hit you with the triple threat combo of homophobic/ableist slurs horrible racial stereotypes and woman getting harassed for laughs

And your just like “ahh shit not again”

[andyridgeley]

John Cusack in Better Off Dead (1985)

[tweedvamp]

I love Tumblr because I can be weird, unsettling, and freaky on main and you guys get it and you like the same things I like.

[irishkae]

BETTER OFF DEAD (1985) dir. Savage Steve Holland