#eighties cinema

[shattereddteacup]

My Dinner with Andre (1981)

Dir. Louis Malle

Language: English

[worldsaparted]

hi!! your writing is so so good i read all your fics ^_^ !! could you write something for maybe a jealous make out session with johnny lawrence omg 🙈🙈 like reader was just talking with daniel normally and johnny sees and gets all jealous and possessive AHHSJFJDJ im going crazy for this man

1. i love this request, and 2. thank u so much for ur support, i appreciate it :) <3

Lab Partner - Johnny Lawrence

As Y/n walked out of the indoor hallways, she glanced to Daniel Larusso as he held the door open for her - shooting a friendly smile. “What do you say about tomorrow, study hall?” He asked, his voice soft - and a bit scratchy. He awaited an answer from the girl who walked beside him as they exited school.

“That sounds good.” She responded, nodding and sending a small wave to him as he handed her the paper work from today��s class.

“Bye, Y/n.” His voice was soft and she returned a small bye, under her breath before her view shifted from Daniel - to Johnny, a small glare across his face as he watched Daniel Larusso make his way off campus.

He was leaning against his own car, and seeing as it was extremely cold as Christmas neared, his car roof was on.

Johnny Lawrence kept his view on Daniel Larusso as his girlfriend walked over, making her way to him and his car.

She met him, her hand tapping his chest to gain his attention and he glanced down at her after she placed a casual kiss against his jawline as a way of greeting him. “Hey - ” He gestured to the tan boy. “What the hell was that?” He watched as Y/n sighed, getting into his car and he did the same now, his gaze set on her.

“What?” She asked, her voice soft as the many cars of students leaving the school passed by, slowly but surely emptying out the parking lot.

Getting into the car, Johnny Lawrence sighed as he started it up - watching his girlfriend set her backpack in the back as he began driving out as well. He was clearly annoyed, and she could tell - the way he drove, the way he didn’t shut up about the subject. “I told you, he’s my lab partner.” Y/n justified, watching Johnny scoff.

“I’ve got a lab partner too, you don’t see me talking to her like that.” He sassed, parking his car in front of the small diner he sometimes took her too after school that was just around the corner.

“Well, he’s a good lab partner, Johnny. Knows how to do a lot.” Of course she was playfully egging him on, but with his temper - Johnny rolled his eyes - turning the ignition of his car off, holding his keys in his hand as he glanced over to Y/n - a small smile across her face.

“You’ve got to be joking.” He spoke, his voice low and Y/n shrugged, watching as he squinted his eyes - “Y/n.” He started, “I’ll take you home right now.” He threatened, and he carefully watched her before her soft smile widened.

She attempted to place an innocent, gentle kiss upon his lips to assure him she was kidding, though at the feeling of her lips meeting his , Johnny immediately closed the space between them.

He undid her seatbelt for her, his lips against hers slowly turning the kiss from slow and careful to rough and needy kisses.

His right hand was gripping her neck, and his left on her cheek as he held her firmly, placing continuous kisses against her lips - clearly in need of this.

His kisses were usually passionate, but when they were this aggressive it told all. Johnny was angry, but at the same time - he loved reminding her.

“What’d I tell you about Larusso?” He spoke against her lips, and as she attempted to pull away and respond, Johnny shook his head. “Shut up.” He mumbled, immediately placing his lips against hers again. This time, their parted lips met in a desperate, sloppy manner. Johnny gave himself an entrance to her mouth as he slipped his tongue in, perfectly exploring his girlfriend’s mouth.

Slowly, his hand reached into the inside of Y/n’a shirt, caressing her back and earning soft sighs in content as she nodded into the kiss. Now, Johnny was feeling a lot better. He smiled into the kiss, his eyes fluttering open as he spoke up, pulling away just an inch, leaning over her now. “Does he know how to do that?” He asked, his tone confident and almost playful - but Y/n knew he meant that question with everything in him.

This time, he waited for an answer, his eyebrow quirking a bit as he panted a little, hovering her. “Huh?” He searched her eyes, and Y/n’s lips curved into a small smile.

She took her hand to run it through his blonde, soft hair, and without any words - she answered by shaking her head. At this, Johnny Lawrence bit his lip, nodding and quickly removing his Cobra Jacket, throwing it to the back seat. He quickly leaned in once again, now moving forward and leaning her seat back to gain more comfort. His lips clashed against hers as if he was hungry, and he bit her bottom lip in the midst of their kiss, groaning a little in pleasure at the feeling of her hands roaming his chest, and ending up around his neck.

“I’ll do all your lab work.” He murmured against her lips again, his hands traveling up to her cup her face. He grabbed her, and held her in place as he continued to kiss her roughly, earning smiles against the kiss from Y/n. “You’ll never have to talk to him again, I promise you.” Those were the last words before Johnny continued to focus on kissing her, his thumbs rubbing against her jawline.

The sloppy kisses continued, Y/n allowed herself to pull him closer by wrapping her arms around his neck and she nodded against the kiss, her top lip in between both of his as he lightly sucked on it. His lips slowly left her swollen ones to run against her jawline, and his hands moved to rest inside her shirt, around her waist.

He lightly sucked at her skin as he moved down to her neck, and then to her chest. He earned small murmurs of pleasure from Y/n, and at that - he was completely fine. Could Daniel Larusso make her feel like this? Johnny Lawrence bit his lip before he took one hand out of her shirt, nodding and running it through her hair. “Yeah, that’s it.” He whispered, his lips against her ear before he placed soft, wet kisses against it, traveling down and back to her neck, then her lips.

Johnny Lawrence was in his own seventh heaven. Growing more and more pleased with each kiss. Thankfully, these windows were tinted. He took it to himself to remove Y/n’s jacket and he let out a low groan at the feeling of Y/n biting his lip, slowly tugging on it before pulling away and allowing him to remove her long sleeve as well. Johnny’s kisses were now on the skin above her bra - he knew she was allowing him to get this far in public because he had recently tinted his car windows and because of their circumstances today.

To make him feel better, to let him know that she truly was only his.

So of course, at the sight of her like this - he melted. Not just because she was beautiful but because he loved the ways she assured him that she was his. She took his chin, pulling him up to kiss his lips once again.

Johnny wasn’t sure he ever wanted to leave this car, his pants grew tighter and he found himself fiddling with her bra - which was sadly where she stopped him. He leaned up, his hand rubbing her thigh as his eyes searched hers and she softly kissed him once more, her hands in his hair that had grown from combed to messy, and disheveled. “Let’s go home.” She spoke, and immediately Johnny nodded, placing a few more hunger induced kisses against her lips before sitting back in his seat, watching her throw her shirt back on.

If only he was her lab partner.

[texaschainsawmascara]

A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) / Phenomena (1985)

[kulturegroupie]

Blue Velvet, 1986 (dir. David Lynch)

[themitchiemitch]

Labyrinth (1986) dir. Jim Henson

You remind me of the babe.

What babe?

The babe with the power…

[dirtyendorphins]

Ms .45 (1981, dir. Abel Ferrara)

[cleopatragirlie]

❀ 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 '𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐬' (𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟏) ❀

[illustratus]

Alatriste (2006) by Agustín Díaz Yanes | The Surrender of Breda by Diego Velázquez

[film-o-teka]

Miele di donna, 1981

[worldsaparted]

makeout session with daniel larusso ?? where it's very sweet and soft and passionate yet heated and heavy at the same time ?? if you're okay with it of course —♡

yes of course! thank u for requesting <3

storage room - daniel larusso

as senior year nearly came to an end, every class became pointless. y/n sat in her own class, sighing in complete and utter boredom as she leaned her head against her arm, tapping her pencil with the other.

mr. wilson loved to go on rants about his own personal life, and he was doing so now - it was around 43 minutes into that where y/n’s view shifted from him to daniel who discreetly yet purposely walked past her classroom window. her eyes widened and her brows furrowed. ‘what?’ she mouthed, watching him point to the indoor hallways.

he fixed his hair, attempting to act natural as he walked by, and he then pulled out a piece of paper that he clearly had just put together. y/n’s eyes scanned the paper, her eyes squinted as she studied it. “meet me.” she read it aloud, in a small whisper under her breath and gave a tilt of her head before reluctantly nodding to daniel who held his hands together as if begging.

“mr wilson?”

so within five minutes, y/n was out of her classroom due to her terrible “period cramps” that she couldn’t seem to get rid of. she held her class books, glancing around in search for daniel and as she watched down the hallway - she was caught off guard by the storage room door cracking open, and she gave an awkward glance over just in case it was a staff member.

thankfully, it wasn’t. daniel fully opened it and held his hand out, pulling her in and shutting the door behind her. his eyes lit up at the sight of her, and y/n gave a quick smile before speaking up. “what happen-”

her question was cut off by daniel’s parted lips against hers, he helped her remove her backpack and placed it by his before continuing to kiss her, gently yet continuously. his lips unable to leave hers.

daniel’s hands met her waist, rubbing her sides as he kissed her, sighing against her lips in pure content. “i missed you.” he admitted, smiling into the kiss and he let out a soft groan once her hand met the back of his head to play with his hair.

y/n wanted to respond, but really - she couldn’t seem to do anything but kiss him back. her insides turned at the way his hands travelled her body, and the way his teeth bit her lower lip in order to give himself an entrance to her mouth.

daniel slipped his tongue in without any hesitation at all, and he was pleasantly surprised to feel hers clash with his own.

something about them nearly finishing their senior year together intensified everything. they were about to go out into the real world together, and nothing excited the two more than the thought of living with one another, being with one another.

he muttered casual i love you’s against her lips throughout the kiss that she reciprocated, and at one point - he did pull back. his hair was now disheveled, and her lipstick was slightly smeared against his lips - though still, they admired one another. daniel fixed her hair, pushing a strand back behind her ear. a smile crept onto his lips, and her face burned at the sight of him gazing at her like so.

this time, y/n leaned in. she pressed a desperate open mouthed kiss against his lips and daniel sighed into it, his hands grabbing her waist firmly before they travelled down to her ass, softly rubbing her and smiling as he did so.

y/n kept her hands firmly around his neck, keeping herself as close as she could. it was heavy, rough kisses that came from both of them, unable to really control the way they felt now. daniel took his left hand off of her to then slip under her blouse, and caress her back until his hand stopped at her bra clip. after a few seconds, his hands continued to roam under her shirt, and y/n’s lips left his to kiss a trail against his jawline, softly.

daniel groaned in pleasure, and he muttered the smallest, “don’t stop.” under his breath, and to that - y/n only continued, making her way down to his neck. he leaned down for her to get a better position. she was pinned against the shelves, and his head hung just over her shoulder, leaning against hers.

she kissed him tenderly, leaving small marks for him and only him to find. daniel wanted nothing more than to be at his house with her, or in his car - but they were stuck here and at that fact, he cursed himself.

he began to kiss her head, making his way down to the back of her neck, and he nibbled there, his hands rubbing her waist firmly, holding her against him.

soon, their kisses were cut off by the sounds of the school bell ringing, and they had both pulled away, groaning and staring at the door before slowly meeting eyes again.

“can i take you back to mine?” daniel asked, breathless. he earned a quick nod from his girlfriend, and immediately, he grabbed their bags, his hand clinging onto hers as he pulled her out of the room, ignoring the glances from their peers.

[sa-x-ar]

Nine 1/2 Weeks - 1986

[kulturegroupie]

Ran (1985)

[suspiria76]

MAD MAX 2

Australia

1981

Directed by George Miller

[dirtyendorphins]

Zoë Lund as Ms .45 (1981, dir. Abel Ferrara)

[cleopatragirlie]

❀ 𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐢 ❀

[texaschainsawmascara]

Susan Walters as Priscilla, Elvis & Me (1988)