#derrelle

[k4pp4-8]

Yeah sorry for spamming you but in my defense

Derrell

I can't blame ya just look at him who could resist such a pretty face....

[breadhalfburnt]

cherny jach

[roughridingrednecks]

Derrell

[lastonthebrakes]

whenever you refer to me, whenever you speak to me, whenever you address me, address me as all-pro stanford graduate

[byneddiedingo]

Derrel Maury in Massacre at Central High (Rene Daalder, 1976)

Cast: Derrel Maury, Andrew Stevens, Robert Carradine, Kimberly Beck, Ray Underwood, Steve Bond, Rex Steven Sikes, Lani O'Grady, Damon Douglas, Dennis Kort, Cheryl Smith, Jeffrey Winner, Tom Logan. Screenplay: Rene Daalder. Cinematography: Bertram van Munster. Art direction: Russell Tune. Film editing: Harry Keramidas. Music: Tommy Leonetti.

With its often clunky acting, gratuitous nudity, and marginal production values, Massacre at Central High looks like a standard exploitation flick. And knowing that writer-director Rene Daalder's mentor was the master of exploitation flicks, Russ Meyer, only goes to confirm that first impression. The film's teenagers are played by actors in their mid-20s; there is a sappy musical score with an inane song over both the opening and closing credits; the visuals* reflect the tightness of the film's budget. The setup is familiar: A new student comes to a high school where the student body is harassed by a group of bullies. When he stands up to the bullies he is seriously injured. So he decides to take revenge by offing the bullies, one by one, in imaginative ways. But murder will out, and in the end he is hoist with his own petard -- literally. And if Massacre at Central High had stuck to that formula, it could have been the conventional exploitation flick. But Daalder takes things a step further, adding some provocative and intelligent twists to the tale. The revenge plot doesn't end with the protagonist, David (Derrel Maury), taking care of the bullies. Once he's done that, the bullied students become bullies themselves, and David has to deal with that unforeseen problem. And for the better part of the film, we never see an adult authority figure, a parent, a teacher, or a school administrator. David takes their role on himself. It's an adolescent's dream world turned nightmare. Even at the end, the adults who do appear, at an improbable "Student-Alumni Prom," are ineffectual -- they seem to be the students' grandparents -- and in danger of becoming victims of David's planned massacre. The film takes an unrelentingly harsh view of human nature: It's often compared to William Golding's 1954 novel Lord of the Flies and the films made of it by Peter Brook in 1963 and Harry Hook in 1990, and considered a precursor to the movie Heathers (Michael Lehmann, 1989). I don't think Massacre at Central High quite measures up to that standard -- there's still a lot of cheesiness for the viewer to overcome -- but it's a kind of classic in spite of itself.

*Cinematographer Bertram van Munster is better known as the Emmy-winning creator and executive producer of the reality competition series The Amazing Race.

[clemsfilmdiary]

Massacre at Central High (1976, Rene Daalder)

3/04/23

[mathias-wanabe]

And I could never chose which one I like more

I love the idea of whole as a god but i like to headcannon that whole just..appears. When things are alright in the headspace. Like a room mate that leaves for a while and then suddenly returns. And I love the idea of whole just being flabbergasted at all the new crazy shit they have missed during their absence

Two types of Wholes:

1 - Omnipotent God 2 - Just some dude

[princessisfinethx]

Baby Fever

This post is inspired by all the babies running around my family right now. And also a comment I had gotten a while back about König being good with children. I don't know if I should tag them or not, would that be rude?

Warnings: Pure fluff, babies, Soft!König, baby fever König. Toddlers being toddlers. Established relationship.

König knew for certain he did not get baby fever easily. When he saw babies or kids, he would shrug and make a comment about how small they were or something. You were almost the same way, not wanting kids right now but couldn't help but adore the tiny babies and toddlers. You were dating for a while and agreed that kids were not an option right now. So, when you were asked to babysit for your brother and his wife, you asked König to come along to help you.

~~~

You warned König that your brother had two boys and one girl. The boys were 6 (twins) the girl was 1. König made a comment about weird age difference, and you replied, "They get baby fever a lot more often than you know. And they want a big family." He nodded and you added. "She's pregnant again too." Which made König's eyes widen.

When you both arrived there, the boys ran to you excitedly, screaming about their auntie being back. But they quieted when they saw König. The large male stares down at the twin boys, waiting to see what they'll do. The first boy walks up and crosses his arms. "Why are you so big?"

König crossed his arms as well. "Why are you so tiny?"

The second boy laughs. "You sound like a evil bad guy!" The boys take off running and you chuckle at them. You now had a small girl on your hip. She hid her face from König and you smiled, rubbing her back.

"She's a little shy, but her mom said she's due for a nap." You walked him inside just as your brother and a pregnant wife walked out, yelling to call them if you had any trouble. König followed you inside while taking in the interior of the house. You were rocking the girl, humming for her to sleep. "Do you think you can watch the boys while I try putting her down to bed?"

He nodded. König made sure that you couldn't see his nervousness at the thought of watching two boys. You left to go put the young girl to sleep and on que, the twins came running out with play swords. One boy raised his sword at König. "Prepare evil villain! For we will slay you!"

König put his hands up and glared. "Attacking me while I am unarmed? How unfair!" The boys giggled at his accent, and maybe perhaps König was making his accent heavier on purpose, but he wouldn't admit that aloud.

When the small girl, Ember, was asleep, you walked out to the living room to find it empty and the front door open. When you inspect that as well, you find König outside with the boys, Dexter and Derrel. König was kneeling in front of one of them and smearing mud over his cheeks, the other twin boy already being marked by what you assumed was pretend war paint.

You crossed your arms as you watched König stand, some war paint of his own painted messily across his face. He was talking to them but you couldn't hear them.

~

"Why do you sound so funny?" One of the boys with the missing bottom and top teeth asked him. The other boy was only missing a few of his top teeth.

"I am from Austria." König finished his face paint and nodded to himself.

The twin boys looked at each other and then asked separate questions.

"Did you meet Steve Irwin? He catches animals."

"Have you ever wrestled a kangaroo?"

"Do you have to kill spiders as big as your face?!"

"Is it true that you can eat kangaroo like chicken?"

König had frowned, knowing they would misunderstand the moment he said it. "No, boys, that is Australia. Austria is further away." He stands. "Now we can play evil bad guy that gets stopped by cool good guys." The boys were giggling excitedly, and he held his hand up. "But wait, first, I must do something bad." He spied you coming down the steps and nodded. He walks over to you and picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder. "I have stolen your precious auntie, and she will be my prisoner!"

The boys screamed in a panic and rushed him, while you laughed and playfully screamed for help.

~~

A while later, while König and the boys played outside, you got a notification that the baby was awake. "I'll be right back, boys." You stand and walk to the house. When you left, the boy missing both his top/bottom teeth(Dexter) had looked at König.

"Are you going to marry our auntie?"

König thought about this and then answered. "I want to, but your auntie has to like me first. If she doesn't want to marry me, then I won't make her."

"Want me to ask her if she likes you?" He wiped his nose without a care in the world and König grinned.

"No, I am a big boy. I'll find out myself."

The other boy, Derrel, ran up to them while swinging his foam sword. "There's a girl in my class who kissed my friend Barry and it was gross!" He giggled. "Aren't you afraid girls have cooties?"

König chuckled. "I was told that girls and boys have cooties. Did you know cooties come from dirty kids who don't brush their teeth or wash their feet?" He watched the boys make faces, obviously not believing his statement.

You walked out the house with Ember on your hip, smiling down at her while speaking softly. When the boys saw them, Dexter walked up to you. "Emmy doesn't play right when we play games."

"Well, she's a baby, you know." You squat down and set the infant on a blanket laid out in the grass. "She doesn't know how to do much right now. You have to give her time to learn."

Derrel spoke next. "She sleeps a lot too."

König spoke up next. "Babies sleep a lot. When she was growing in your mommy's tummy, all she did was sleep. She was used to it, but now that she is out of your mommy's tummy, she has to get used to being awake. That's why she naps more than you two."

"Poor Emmy." One of them huffed, sitting beside the baby girl and giving her the foam sword which she took happily. "Ah! She has a weapon!"

"No! What have you done! She's unstoppable now!" König gasped dramatically and picked up the other sword. "I will defeat her!"

"No! That's my sister!" Dexter ran at König and jumped on his back. Following was Derrel, and König fell to the ground with a fake grunt of pain. You then picked up the baby girl and helped her walk over to the fallen König, where she screamed in some kind of excited baby scream. The twin boys yelled in victory while sitting atop the large fallen man. Ember held herself up on König's shoulder and he watched defeatedly as a line of drool fell on his face.

"Yack... I've been defeated."

~~~

After König won everyone over with his famous chocolate chip pancakes, everyone was settled down on the couch to watch Scooby-Doo. The boys have taken to sitting in König's arms and Ember played in her baby pin. When König said he never watched Scooby-Doo, the twins were excited to show and tell him all about the mystery-solving dog and the gang. And König was more than happy to listen to all of it. It was about an hour into the movie, and both boys had fallen asleep. König continued watching the movie. You took Ember in your arms and sat down beside them. "They really like you."

He perked up at this, looking over at you and grinning nervously at you and the baby. "You think so? I was nervous I would hurt them accidentally, or they would be scared of me." He watched as Ember reached for him and the Austrian man carefully moved his arm away from one of the boys to hold the small girl in his arms.

You had chuckled softly and laid your head back. "You're doing great with them. But I think those pancakes sealed the deal." You watched as the baby girl curiously poked and pulled at König's chin and lip. He poked his bottom lip out, then stuck his tongue at her. She watched in curiosity before doing the same thing, her hands slapping his face in excitement. You both laughed.

One of the boys woke up and moved over to you, laying his head in your lap and saying it was cold. You pull a blanket over him and gently ran your fingers through his messy hair. After he had fallen back asleep, you look up at König but find him entertaining the baby with his facial expressions.

~~~~

After you and König left, with sad goodbyes from the twins, you noticed how quiet your driver was. Looking up at him, you linked your hand in his free one, causing him to look over at you and interlock his fingers with yours. "What's on your mind?"

A lot. You, him, a family somewhere in the future, you with a wedding band on your left hand and a big belly carrying his child. He was staring forward at the road, and he sighed, a look of annoyance washed over his features. Should he tell you how he felt? What if you detest the idea of having kids with himm "The twins were so rowdy and annoying. Do all kids act that way?"

"Yes. Most of the time."

"And the baby girl, do all babies drool as much as her? It got on my face and my shirt."

"Yes." You watched him carefully, trying to figure out where he was going with this.

"Kids are filthy creatures. And clumsy. And a handful..." he brought the back of your hand up to his lips, holding your hand there for a moment. "And they cry for nothing."

"That's usually a toddler phase." You tilt your head. "König what's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong Liebling..." He sighed almost defeatedly. "But I can't help but picture us with our own crazy little children... and I want that very much." He looked at you after stopping at a stoplight. "I know we are not ready for kids yet, and we are not married. But I saw the way you look at them, and how big you smile at them and I can't help but want that too, with our own babies." His eyebrows furrowed in thought while he pressed another kiss to your knuckles. "But, maybe that's wrong to dream only after a day of caring for children."

You sit up in your seat and move your hand to cup his face. "It's not wrong to dream König...it's called baby fever." You smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his nose.

"You would make the most perfect mommy," He says in a desperately soft voice as you press your lips to his nose. He cups your face so you look into his eyes. "I would be honored to be the father. The best father. Say the word Mein Liebling, and I will give you as many children as you desire."

:')

Don't come after me I just- I dunno.

[breadhalfburnt]

arts from the crafts!

+ uncolored version of Heart under the cut cause i liked it :]

[mathias-wanabe]

NO BC I LOVE THIS SO MUCH I LOVE ALL THE SMALL DETAILS I LOVE THIS ART SO MUCH

JASHTOBER DAY 14: REFLECTION

DEAR GOD IT'S FINALLY DONE. Hope you guys like it :]

I've been working on this for FAR too long I kid you not it has featured in my dreams,, anyway, close ups (and the version without writing) under the cut bcus there is SO much detail in this piece and I need to share it!!

Seriously. I'm not okay

[fuckyeahmarxismleninism]

On Sept. 15, the NYPD shot Derrell Mickles, a Black man in Brooklyn, for the alleged “crime” of jumping a turnstile. This marks the second NYPD shooting in just 48 hours. Amidst a landscape where Democrat political figures swiftly condemned recent assassination attempts on Donald Trump, proclaiming that “violence has no place in America,” we ask: where is this sentiment when it comes to the NYPD shooting Black men?

Once again, the state used the hollow excuse of “fare evasion” to justify an assassination attempt on a Brooklyn man. This is not an isolated incident but a pattern of state violence targeting the working class in general and Black people in particular. Mayor Eric Adams took to Twitter, rather ironically, calling this shooting an act of “bravery.” Only in our Orwellian city of escalating fascism is the victim painted as the villain and the aggressor as a “hero.”

[sharkphobicz]

little fella . also i just found out what "sandwhich" meant and ohh boy . also i love derrell and shannon .. they're silly

[thoughtlessarse]

Last Sunday, an officer of the New York Police Department (NYPD) opened fire inside the Sutter Avenue subway station in Brooklyn over a $2.90 fare evasion. He shot and injured four people, including an NYPD officer. New York City Mayor and former cop Eric Adams promptly lauded the officers for their “bravery” in a post on X, proudly supporting the criminalization of impoverished communities of color in the city. At no point did Adams acknowledge that the injured NYPD officer in question was shot by his own colleague, deliberately implying that it was the passenger who was the culprit. Police have accused Derrell Mickles, 37, of evading the fare and wielding a pocket knife after they tased him. However, the police later admitted that they confiscated a knife belonging to another passenger and have no evidence that Mickles was holding a knife. In a further display of contempt, Mickles’s mother has revealed that she was not informed that her son was in critical condition, with the NYPD only dropping a business card at her doorstep. The police department has killed 23 people in New York in 2024 alone, 10 of whom are Black. Nationwide, 229 Black lives have been lost to police brutality this year. Black lives continue to be treated as expendable in this racist and capitalist system, but are simultaneously portrayed as disruptors of public safety. Two dollars and ninety cents is all it took for the NYPD to open fire inside a subway station, endangering the lives of commuters. We condemn this heinous attack on poverty by the NYPD and stand in solidarity with Derrell Mickles and the two civilians injured last Sunday. The categorization of subway fare non-payment as a crime is nothing more than a symptom of the decades-long defunding of public services and the over-funding of police in New York City. The NYPD has spent over $600 million in overtime pay and over $500 million in misconduct settlements as of January 2024. On the other hand, the city’s public higher education system, City University of New York (CUNY), continues to operate with millions of dollars in debt. This has led to austerity measures and rising tuition costs for a largely low-income Black and Brown student body. Meanwhile, supposedly liberal commentators claim that it’s “obvious” that the subway needs even more police.

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[mathias-wanabe]

Heart if he ever wanted soul’s attention/ got jealous of derrel

SOMEONE. ANYONE. PLEASE CONSIDER HEART FLEXING ON DARREL.

Like, Heart is stretching his wings in front of Darrel and is like “My wings are bigger than yours and always will be. Me and my wings are what keep you up at night, filed with anger and jealousy. As you are on your deathbed, you will see my wings in your mind. Your last thought will be how you never had wings as large and luxurious as mine. I am better, ultimately.”

[athena5898]

Early on the morning of October 15th, we, people of conscience and revolutionary mind, targeted a car of the New York Pig Department-trained CUNY Public Occupiers on CUNY Brooklyn College's campus. We condemn the CUNY administration, the Brooklyn College administration, and the kkkillers of the NYPD, for their complacency in the genocide of the people of the nation of Palestine and the destruction of Lebanon and Yemen, and for their oppression and destruction of the New York City community. We demand the end of the BC Study in Occupied Palestine Program that sends ripe new settlers and hopeful IOF reservists to learn in Haifa, Al Naqab ("Negev"), Yaffa ("Tel Aviv"), and Al Quds ("East Jerusalem") while the zionist entity has destroyed every last university in Gaza. We demand cops OFF of Brooklyn College's campus. We demand that tuition be made FREE once again. …This is the reality of the militarization and the violent enforcement of white supremacist hegemony in amerikkka -- the violent hegemony that lynched Derrell Mickles, maimed and permanently disabled two others at Sutter Ave -- which we aim to dismantle, brick by brick, pig car by pig car. We have answered NYC Rev Youth's call to take action on the pigs of all NYC campuses between the dates of 10/14-10/22 and encourage everyone reading this to go out and do the same. We ALL have a duty to rout the standing pig military from our cities, our nation, and our campuses. To the pigs, BC admin and CUNY admin: we will be back again and again until you take your grimy, genocidal talons out of the hearts of the people of the Middle East. STOP COP NATION! HANDS OFF THE MIDDLE EAST! FREE PALESTINE!​​​​​​​

full statement: https://unityoffields.org/?p=1043

[pandaemoniumminiatures]

Derrell Brumby, Human Fighter from Reaper Miniatures