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#born to die world is a fuck#kill em all 1987#i am trash man#blinkies#old web#old web graphics#blinkie#graphics#sozai
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METAL ON TAPES P2 ⚔️!
megadeth - killing is my business…and business is good! (1984)
metallica - kill ‘em all (1983)
W.A.S.P - show no mercy (1984)
ratt - out of the cellar (1984)
cannibal corpse - butchered at birth (1991)
deicide - deicide - (1990)
hellhammer - apocalyptic raids (1984)
bathory - under the sun of the black mark (1987)
#80s metal#thrash metal#90s metal#death metal#cannibal corpse#butchered at birth#megadeth#dave mustaine#metallica#kill em all#hellhammer#black metal#first wave black metal#bathory#glam metal#w.a.s.p.#ratt band#deicide
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I’m Detective Archibald Shitpope. There’s only one thing I care about more than solving crimes: inexpensive Toyota hatchbacks.
The big boss upstairs has been tired of my incessant browsing of Craigslist at work for a long time. I get results, though, and no one else in the precinct comes close.
So when a murder case came across my desk, I did what I always do. Press F5 and see if anything under $2500 has been posted.
It took a long time to load. The precinct has shitty copper T3 back haul, and it’s always being wasted on stuff like crime scene streaming and live tracking of serial killers. That’s when I took a look at the case. And it shocked me. The murder occurred at the docks. The docks? That’s where JDM cars come from.
In dick school, they tell you that every murder has means, motive, and opportunity. There’s something else, at least for me. Toyotas. I carry a vintage トヨタ shift knob in my pocket, a sort of good luck charm. And, in contravention of department policy, my investigating car is a hammered-to-shit 2002 Celica GT (non-S) with bad ball joints, enough mileage that the digital odometer flickers in disbelief when I turn it on, and a case of sassy diff syndrome.
When I got to the scene, it was what I’d been dealing with for most of my career. A murder. I didn’t need the uniformed dipshits with their unreliable, smoggy domestic V8 squad cars to tell me that.
“It’s a classic locked room murder, boss,” said my assistant Soichiro when I finally arrived. He was born in Yonkers and legally changed his name after his hero, Soichiro Yamada, the guy who invented the cooled EGR system. “The keys are still in the vic’s pockets, so it's a mystery how someone got in there and killed him.” He walked me to a Toyota Corolla II “Windy.”
At once I knew the secret. “Soichiro, you fucked up again,” I spat with some measure of fatherly disappointment. This turbocharged, nearly-top-trim 1987 Corolla II sported the rare and desirable Panasonic parcel shelf speakers. That meant it also held the remote unlock feature, hugely uncommon for the Showa era, so much so that it would never be documented outside of the sales brochure, and certainly not in the inefficient and barbaric English literature for same.
“Turn ‘em out, Soichiro,” I ordered, pointing at his pockets, and he knew he had no choice but to comply. On the table before us lay the evidence of his treachery. One Carrozzeria branded remote lock/unlock remote, and - worse - the keys to a 1988 CR-X. He’d been on the take this whole time.
Later, the aforementioned uniformed dipshits would find something even worse on a search of a storage unit registered to my "partner," Soichiro. Four single-slammer D16 ZC engines, all matching serial numbers to the cars that went missing after the big tea house shootout in Chinatown. I’d been off that week, trying to find a replacement lift actuator, and Soichiro had filled in.
I don’t carry a sidearm. I don’t need to. I simply waited until Soichiro took flight, fleeing across the parking lot of the warehouse, and hit him with my car. Bent the upper radiator support, which the department bodyshop took care of since it was "in the line of duty." Fixed the headlight tabs, too. That probably cost Uncle Taxpayer a few cents.
I got a lot of heat for it later, from the chief, but the mayor overruled him, gave me a medal for valour. She was alright. Had a late model Tercel back home, I knew. Coupe, though, had a trunk. Politics is about compromise.
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BORN TO WORK
WORLD IS A FUCK
鬼神 Kill Em All 1987
I am trash man
410,757,864,530 DEAD PLAYERS
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𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝑹𝒖𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑪𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝑯𝒊𝒅𝒆
The Lost Boys 1987 AU set in modern time. None of the boys died, and all the Emersons/Star/Laddie/Frog brothers are vampires. This is explained later…
Tags: Halfing vampire, mentions of killing, swearing, scenting, biting, smut, dp, oral, creampies, choking, degradation, praise, spanking, smoking, use of y/n, afab, use of she/her. Warnings: This chapter is basically 97% porn 3% plot. MINORS DNI Summary: Y/N apologizes to Marko, David is behind her every step of the way ;) Word Count: 7k Previous chapter here: Next chapter here:
“No one should suffer what I suffered. I still dread those scenes when man killed man. I lost my parents, most of my family, by running away.” — Milkha Singh
Chapter Four
After some light arguing, and some teasing, David agreed not to rifle through your things again…for the time being.
You got dressed and packed your bag for what you were sure would be another overday stay. You remembered to burn the old vial necklace you had before you left, and then locked up. David took you to a burger joint and you both sat on the curb near the bike, eating burgers and fries.
“Thank you, these are really good,” you licked your lips and picked up another fry.
“Told ya, they’re solid, it’s no ‘Charlie’, but it’s good.”
You laughed and had a sip of your drink. You shifted to one side and pulled your shorts down a bit. David noted that that was the third time in a few minutes that you’d adjusted your clothes.
“Yeah, it’s that damn thong you wanted me to wear,” you snapped at him.
He laughed, ���you don’t like it?”
“No, it’s cute, but it’s just annoying,” you shifted again in your seat.
“Well, I’ll just have to take it off ya then,” David said, slipping his fingers down the back of your shorts to pull at the thong.
You yelped, “David!” And arched away from him.
“Sorry, sweetness, couldn’t help myself.”
He chuckled and went back to eating his burger. He watched you from the corner of his eye; you looked happy sitting next to him, just doing something normal for a change.
“What David?” you asked, noticing him watch you.
“You got a lot of shit at your place,” he said bluntly.
“Okay, you’re one to talk, you’re actually a hoarder.”
“Am not,”
“Who’s Michael?” You asked, poking fun at him, “should I be worried?”
“Wait, did you go through my stuff?” David turned in his seat to question you.
You shrugged, continuing to eat.
“Don’t go through my things,” he hissed.
“Oh, but you can go through mine?” Your mouth full, you sipped on the coke.
“All you said was ‘not to break anything’, which I didn’t,” he reminded you.
“Fair enough,” you put the empty fry cup in the bag.
David turned back in his seat and got quiet, like he was thinking. “Eh, you’ll meet Mike n all of em soon enough.” He picked up his soda and took a sip, “I’ll take ya along on laundry day, how about that?”
“Oh, so you guys do do laundry,” you giggled.
“We don’t smell,” David rolled his eyes at you. “But my point was… where’d you get all that stuff?”
Without turning, you replied to him, “thirty-five years is a long time to be on the run, David,” you wiped your mouth with a napkin.
He shrugged, “you got sticky fingers,” he chuckled.
“I did not steal that stuff!” you shouted at him.
“Then how did you-”
“I bought it, stupid.” You put the empty burger wrapper in the bag, “also, plane tickets aren’t free.”
He looked at you confused, “what do you mean you ‘paid for it’?”
“I work, duh.”
He stared at you for a second, “what work can a halflin’ do?”
“Kinda what you guys do, but for money.”
“You eat people for money?”
“No,” you rolled your eyes at him. “I kill people…n’ sell their parts,” you said, plainly.
“You WHAT?”
You took a long sip from your drink, and began to explain, “when I left Monty, none of the people he dealt with would work with me- I can’t even be mad at them; hell, I wouldn’t have wanted to work with me either. But because I knew how to make those kinds of…connections, I was able to make some money. Whatever the pack wouldn’t eat they would sell to certain… buyers.”
“Buyers?”
“Mhm, if you have enough money, you can buy all kinds of crazy shit. I had this one guy the other day wanting Orc tusks. I’ll tell you, that job fucking sucked.” You laughed.
“Wait,” David was still confused by how casual you were being, “you can just buy parts? Like black market type stuff?”
“Um, kinda, that stuff is used more for surgeries and medicine, my stuff is more niche. I’ve had people ask for body parts of old lovers, or enemies. Sometimes they’ll want dragon eyes, or maybe a rich farie wants to eat some specific part of some specific person, or sometimes rich humans want to mount a werewolf head in their parlor.”
“Dragon eyes?”
“Not the kind you’re thinking of…”
David was taken aback at this new revelation, he didn’t really consider the lives of other night creatures often, and he especially never thought people hunted them for parts. “Do you ever hunt vampires?” He asked, sheepishly.
You shook your head, “nah, I try to steer clear of vamp nests, you just never know who knows who, ya know?”
“Huh.” David stared at the ground, pushing a pebble around with his shoe, pondering. He looked back at you.
“What David?”
He scooted a bit from you, “you’re kinda scary,” he said, and you busted out laughing.
“Shut up!” You laughed out and pushed his shoulder. “Relax, I’m not hunting you,”
“Sweetness, you couldn’t take me down,”
“David,” you patted the gun in your tote, “I already did.” You reminded him, and he scoffed.
“I let you,”
“uh-huh, whatever helps you sleep at day, sweetheart.”
David huffed at you, luckily, he thought your attitude was cute. He stood up and stretched. You loved watching him; there was something about David that just, enamored you. His arms went high over his head, and he grunted as he stretched; you watched as his shirt raised up just a little bit and exposed his tummy.
Such a cute treasure trail, you thought as his arms came back down to his side.
David raised an eyebrow as he watched your eyes fix on his belt. He smiled, “looks like I gotta get you home.”
You blushed when you realized he caught you staring at him. David extended his hand out to you, and you took it; he pulled you up off the ground, and close against his body. He growled low against your neck, nuzzling your skin; you could feel him inhaling you.
“David,” you said meekly, “people are watching,” you squirmed against his hold.
“Let them look,” he began to suck hickies into your neck.
You mewled, you weren’t going to get free from him, you knew that, but you could at least have some privacy. “David,” you whimpered, “please...”
You felt his teeth scrape against your neck again, and he swiftly picked you up, and placed you on the back of his bike. He pulled you by your jaw and kissed you, and you moaned against his lips. “Ohh, sweet thing, you’re gonna get it.” He swung a leg around the bike and revved the engine. He kicked the stand up and waited for you to put your arms around him, the second you did, he took off. The bike sped off down the street and within a few minutes you were rolling up to the cliff above the lighthouse.
David parked the bike behind the rocks where it normally was, and he noticed that Marko’s bike was back in its spot. His mood shifted, and he turned his head to look at you,” you’re still going to apologize to him.”
“I know, David.”
David offered you his hand as he got off the bike. You took it and swung your leg off. You watched as David pulled his cigarettes out of his jacket. He put two in his mouth and pulled out his lighter. He lit the cigarettes and took a few short puffs to ignite them. He put the lighter back in his pocket and pulled one of the cigarettes from his mouth and handed it to you. You smiled at his trick and took the cigarette from him. He took a long inhale and walked you down to the edge of the stairs.
When you got to the first step, David started floating above it, “you want me to carry you?”
You chuckled, when he wasn’t being a menace, he was actually quite sweet. “Thanks, but I can do it,” very lightly, and barely noticeable, you floated above the wood, and down the stairs.
David was grinning, ear to ear, “ha-ha! I didn’t know you could do that!” He floated in front of you and landed, waiting for you with open arms. Your heart glowed at how proud David looked, “sweet thing, what else can you do?”
You chuckled as he rubbed his thumb over your cheek; there was a loud noise that came from the cave further in, and the both of you looked towards the flickering lights, “I’ll show you another time, okay?”
The two of you walked inside, and your mind raced with what you would say to Marko to get him to forgive you. David helped you down the rocks into the main cavern and you saw Marko, laid up against the couch blowing up puffs of grey-white clouds. He was blasting rock music and as you got closer, you noticed he was smoking a joint.
“Marko,” David called to him over the noise, “we’re home!”
Marko half turned his head to see who it was, then rolled his eyes and turned back around. He huffed and pressed himself further into the arm of the couch. David puffed on his cigarette and walked over to the old boom box, to turn it down.
“Hey!” Marko protested.
David motioned for you to step forward, and you took one last drag from the cigarette before you tossed the butt in an old tin can. You walked in front of where Marko was sitting, and he looked at you from the corner of his eye.
“Marko…” you fiddled with your hands, “I’m really sorry for being a brat to you earlier.”
He took a long drag from his joint as he eyed you, then turned and blew the smoke in your face, “fuck you.”
“MARKO,” David shouted at him.
“That’s not a fuckin apology, she’s not sorry!” Marko hissed at David.
David started to move towards the couch to continue yelling at his brother, Marko kicked his legs off the couch and sat up to defend himself. The boys were yelling all kinds of nonsense at each other, none of which you paid any mind to.
All you did, was kneel at Marko’s feet; he wanted an apology, so, you’d give him one that’d shut him the hell up. The boys quieted as they watched you, you knelt in between Markos legs and held your closed hands in a prayer to your forehead. You looked down at his feet and gave him what he wanted.
“Marko, I’m so sorry for my behavior earlier. Thank you for taking care of me… I’ll never disobey you, or lie to you again,” you looked up at him with puppy dog eyes and pouty lips. “Please…forgive me.”
The boys stilled, watching you in silence. David had no idea you would take it that far, and Marko… well, he really enjoyed that.
He gulped and shifted in his seat. He didn’t know if it was the weed, or that desperate look on your face, but he loved the way you looked groveling below him. He leaned down, and inhaled the joint, his hazel eyes looked over all your features, and he slowly blew the smoke out on your face. You winced, coughing lightly. Marko chuckled and sat back up in his seat. He spread his legs in front of you, and you noticed the tent growing in his jeans.
“Marko?” David called to him, standing behind you, “is there something you want?” You could hear the smile in his voice.
Marko smirked, his eyes locked on your, “you really want me to forgive you?”
You were ordered on the bed and positioned yourself on all fours. David sat behind your ass, and Marko stood in front of you by the bed, still smoking his joint. He slowly crept on the mattress in front of you, his knees on either side of your hands and softly angled his hips up into your face.
You knew he would enjoy taking out his frustrations on you, especially since you would be ‘apologizing to him’ the way he wanted. You felt David kiss up your thighs and pulled your shorts up by the belt loop, the seam of the denim rubbing against you. You moaned and wiggled, you could hear him chuckling now. He rubbed his fingers along the seam against your clothed pussy and felt you get wetter with anticipation.
Marko looked down at you from where he was on the bed, he was clearly still very upset with you; you swallowed hard in your throat and felt your cunt clench around nothing. You felt David’s nose press up against your pussy, and you whined. Your mind was fuzzy from the smoke, and you felt Marko place his hand on the back of your head. You’d noticed him shifting around on his knees and the denim creaked from the push of his erection. He rubbed his hand over his jean covered cock, and slowly undid his buttons and belt. You gulped at the worry of your punishment.
Marko was smiling that devious grin down at you, as he slowly freed his cock from his jeans. He wasn’t as big as David, he was a bit shorter, but still very thick, his veiny cock curved up, and had a bulbous, red head, that looked heavy as it bobbed up and down.
He pressed it up against your nose and held you against his shaft.
He wanted to degrade you; he was going to embarrass you in every way he could. He was furious at you for stepping in between him and David. He was his second in command, he was the one you should have been submitting to. Instead, he had to baby your ass, while you got him in trouble. Marko gritted his teeth. He licked the tips of his fingers and tossed the dead joint from his mouth. He was going to make you regret pissing him off, he would burn that lesson into your body.
Marko pulled your hair and you winced, he pushed his tip up against your lips and rubbed his precum along your smile. “Put your tongue out,” he ordered, and you stuck your tongue out for him. You flinched when he tapped his cock on your lips and tongue. “Oh, don’t you like that?” Marko mocked you, “how about this?” He pulled hard on your hair, and when you opened your mouth to protest, he shoved his cock deep into your mouth.
“Mrmph,” you moaned around him; David was having fun slowly stripping the clothes off of your body. You could feel his hands wandering around your cunt and ass, but your attention was somewhere else.
Marko made shallow thrusts against your mouth and held your jaw so you would look up at him. He wasn’t as big as what you were forced to take last night, but he was damn near as mean about it, and he was mocking your every sound.
“Ohh does the princess not like that?” And he would shove his cock in deeper, and harder than before. He pushed you down on his length and held you there, you felt your lips hit against his base and his pubes tickled your nose. You struggled against his hold, and when your eyes began to roll back from lack of oxygen, he took you off in one quick movement.
“Aaaah,” you gasped, and Marko laughed at the saliva that connected you to him.
He watched as the string of drool got thinner and thinner and finally dripped down your chin, “you look good like that,” he was wearing that shit eating grin of his, and he rubbed his tip across your mouth and cheeks to spread the saliva.
You grimaced and tried to pull away from him, so he gripped your chin, pried open your jaw, and shoved his cock back into your mouth. He held you by either side of your face and fucked his cock down your throat. He was going to make you pay, and he laughed at the tears that prickled the sides of your eyes.
“You’re going to be good from now on, you hear me?” The words he growled out accentuated by each thrust, and you moaned in agreement against his length.
David was having the time of his unlife watching the two of you have fun with each other, if he had thought for even a second, that you didn’t want this, he would have stopped. But he could tell how much you were enjoying apologizing to Marko by how wet your pussy was getting. David had pulled your panties off and watched your love drip down your cunt. “Fuck darlin,” he sucked in through his teeth, and started licking slow stripes along your slit.
You moaned on Markos cock, “fuck, David, you really got her going there,” Marko bobbed your head along his length.
“Do you like all the attention you’re getting, Y/N?” David chuckled as he shoved a finger inside you.
“Mrmph! Mhm-mhhh,” you moaned eagerly.
Marko loved how soft and warm your tongue felt on the underside of his cock. He pulled you off of him with a pop and he moved your sweet dirty little mouth to lick his balls while he jerked off on your face.
You licked, and sucked, and swirled your tongue on his balls, trying your best to be apologetic for your behavior earlier. “Ohh, fuck, David I think she’s really sorry man,” Marko laughed out. He loved the way your eyes rolled back as you licked at him from below.
“Good,” David shoved another finger inside your cunt and scissored you open, “now she’ll know not to be a little shit.” He said sternly as you clenched around him. “Oh, sweet thing, are you gonna come already?”
Marko looked down at you as your eyes began to cross.
“Mmhm,” you moaned with his balls in your mouth.
“Fuck, David, I think I’m close too,” Marko moved you from his balls back to his cock, you gasped as you were repositioned. Marko was deep in your mouth, against the back of your throat making quick shallow thrusts.
David chuckled, “are the both of you going to come? Already?” You and Marko whimpered unanimously, and David chuckled, delighted by the way the both of you squirmed. “Tisk, tisk”, David shook his head in amusement. “Well sweetness, if you wanna come you know you gotta beg,” he shoved his fingers deep into you, curling them and pushing you further on Markos cock. You came off of Marko’s length with a pop as you turned to look at David.
“Please,” you begged out, a breathy pant.
David smiled into your skin as he pressed kisses on your thighs, “not me, darlin,” he pushed you forward on the other vamp’s cock as he curled his fingers in you.
Marko rubbed the back of your hair, he chuckled when you looked back up at him, puppy dog eyes trying to win his favor. “Get back to it, principessa.” He slipped your mouth back on himself, and you wrapped your tongue around his tip.
“Pwease,” you mumbled, still lapping at his tip. Your eyes were shut now, brows scrunched up in want; you focused on giving him pleasure, so you could get some.
You both moaned and whimpered, your lips pressed to his base, begging for your release. Marko whined, his face contorted with pleasure, “come for me, bella,” your walls spasmed around David’s fingers and Marko’s fingers intertwined with your hair as he shoved himself deep into your mouth to spray down your throat.
“Fuuuuuuck,” Marko moaned as his hips stuttered against your lips. You felt your whole body shake from your own orgasm, and you tried not to choke on Marko’s cock, it was so much come, you couldn’t swallow it fast enough. Marko pulled out from you and jerked the last few sprays in your face. You flinched as it hit your nose, and cheek, and the boys laughed.
Marko sat back down on his knees, clearly spent, while David turned you over to your back. He moved from his place between your legs, walked over to the side of the bed, and sat down next to where your head was. He wiped off Markos cum from your face, with his fingers and pushed them into your mouth.
You swirled your tongue against David’s gloved digits, “good girl,” he said darkly. He pulled his fingers from your mouth and moved his hand to your throat. “Now,” he let his other hand travel down to your cunt and rubbed your clit gently. “Are you going to be good from now on?”
You whimpered and nodded, “mhm”.
David squeezed harder on your throat, “is there something you want to tell Marko?” David pressed harder on your clit, and your hips started squirming on reaction. “Sweetness?” David called to you.
“Yessir, m’sorry Marko,” you choked against David’s hand. “I’ll be good…I promise,” Marko smiled, and David leaned over to kiss him.
You watched from your place below the boys as they licked each other’s tongues. You whimpered; watching the boys make out, while David choked you and played with your pussy, felt too good. Your hips bucked against David’s hands, and he pulled away from Marko.
“So fucking needy,” Marko said as he kissed down David’s cheek and jaw; the boys were looking down at you now.
Tears ran down the corner of your eyes and David finally pulled his hand from your throat. You gasped, and David moved to kneel above you at the top of the bed. His legs on either side of your head and pinned your wrists down. Marko walked to the other end, between your legs and started to lazily stroke his cock in his fist. You picked your head up and looked down at Marko, he threw his jacket to the wheelchair that was still by the bed and pushed his jeans further down. You looked up at David as Marko began to take off his shirt, your eyebrows knitted with nervousness.
“If you want to stop darlin, say so now,” David pressed a kiss against your forehead. Marko leaned down and ran his tongue over your wet slit.
“F-fuck!” You looked back down at Marko; his tongue was thin and forked and he slowly flicked it across your clit.
Now, he could smell you. The scent of your arousal, and the scent of your skin, he felt a heat grow in his chest and cheeks.
Was this what David had been smelling? He thought as he let his tongue lap up your love, no wonder he was going crazy.
He looked up at you, his beautiful hazel eyes turning gold and red, his nostrils flared as he savored your scent.
More!
He swirled his tongue in and out of you, it felt so odd and so fucking good. You pulled against David’s hold as you mewled and bucked your hips against the curly haired blonds face.
“Maarkoooo…” David called to the other vampire. He could hear his brother beginning to slip away, and called him back before it was too late.
Marko looked up at David from between your legs. He reluctantly pulled his tongue from you. He sat up, crawled onto the bed, and held his cock in his hand, he rubbed his thumb over his tip. He bit his lip; silently begging for your permission. You nodded softly to Marko, and he eagerly pushed himself inside you.
You moaned so sweetly for him, you felt so warm and nice against him. Marko pushed into you to the hilt. He pushed your shirt up over your breasts and pulled your hips down to him. He was a tits man, and he was going to love every second watching your beautiful pair bounce up and down for him.
“Aaah, Marko,” you whimpered as he bottomed out in you.
“Fuck,” he sucked in air through his teeth.
You could feel David shifting around atop you; you were surprised at how patient he had been this entire time, maybe this was his way of making it up to Marko for how he snapped at him earlier.
Marko wrapped your legs around his waist and started slow thrusts, you moaned, and he gripped his fingers into your flesh. It was a nice change of pace from last night, they both felt so good. From where he was hitting you, Markos tip dragged slowly against your sweet spot.
“Marko,” you whined, and pulled against David’s hold on your wrists.
“Easy, sweet thing,” David said gently, “just enjoy it.”
Marko picked up his pace and you could feel his balls slapping against your ass. The noise coming from you all was so lewd, you and Marko were moaning and gasping with the feel of each other’s bodies, and David was humming contently at the sight before him. Marko pulled your legs from around his waist and sat up with your legs parallel to him. He dug his nails into your thighs and started fucking you harder.
“Ahh fuck!” He’d stopped being gentle and was fucking you akin to how David was the night before. “Marko!”
You could hear your own mewling in your ears and David had moved to hold both of your wrists with one hand to cover your mouth with his other. “Noisy little thing, you don’t want to wake the neighbors, do you?” David chuckled.
“I want to hear her,” Marko panted out.
David looked up at him,” yeah?”
“Yeah,” Marko nodded, and David took his hand from your lips.
You moaned a symphony of the boy’s names as you came undone for them.
“Fuck, she’s squeezing me so tight,” Marko winced as he held your legs close to his chest.
“Yeah, but it feels fucking good, don’t it?” David looked down at you.
Marko started licking and nipping at your legs.
“Aah!” You cried out as he began to sink his fangs in.
“MARKO,” David shouted. Marko looked over at David, confused by his anger. “No blood,” he shook his head slowly and you could feel his low growling rumble through your upper half.
Marko reluctantly retracted his teeth and continued to suck marks along your legs.
“Marko,” you whimpered under him, you felt so good squeezing his cock, so warm, and soft, and wet.
“Fuuuuck,” he growled, moving your thighs off his chest, and your legs draped across his elbows. You could feel yourself bouncing in the bed when his hips came down against your ass. It was so hard, and deep into your heat. The plat, plat, plat, that came from Marko’s thrust against you was barely louder than your moaning.
“Harder!” you screamed as you raised your hips off the bed.
“Oh, is that not enough for you?” He lifted his arms and pulled your hips up to his level and railed into you. You moaned and whimpered as the boys enjoyed your reactions. David freed his cock from his jeans and started slowly jerking himself off with his free hand, while Marko fucked you dumb. He thrusted hard against your cervix, and you begged for his cum.
“Please, I want it,” you called out to Marko, and began begging for kisses.
David leaned down, shoving his tongue into your mouth. You tasted yourself on his lips, and he tasted Marko off yours. Marko pushed hard into your warm cunt and painted your insides white; he bent over you to suck on your breasts as he came.
Marko pressed his hips against your ass, and moaned as he filled you past your brim. You whimpered and David kept shoving his tongue down your throat.
Poor Marko slumped against your form, it had been so long since he’d shared someone with David, he loved sharing with him. He pushed up from where he was on the bed and brought David in for a kiss, you’d have felt left out if Marko wasn’t still throbbing inside of you. You wiggled against David’s hold and the boys chuckled as they pulled off of you.
You were more than satisfied with how the night was ending. The two vampire boys enamored with you, kissing, and licking all over your body, their sweet moans captured on yours and their skin. The warmth of the friction, the bruises and marks, the beautiful noises that echoed through the cave…
But David had to greedily end your happiness, “oh sweet thing, you’re not tired yet are you?”
With that, Marko pulled out of you, and pulled you over him. He laid back on the bed, and his come started dripping down your cunt onto his cock. You were back on all fours, and he was on his back on the bed. David pushed your ass down, your knees slid out and Marko’s cock was stuffed back in your pussy. You whined as David quickly moved behind you. He pushed down on your back and angled your hips up. He climbed over you and Marko, then lined up with your entrance. You were still hazy, coming down from your high when you realized what was happening.
“David, wait,” you tried to turn your head.
“It’s okay sweetness,” David said as he teased his tip against your skin.
“We’re gonna make you feel real good,” Marko said, pulling you down to him for a kiss. He tasted like weed; he was so greedy with how he kissed. His lips crashing against yours, his tongue eagerly pressing into your mouth, biting, and sucking your lips, you finally pulled away from him with a loud gasp when David pressed into you.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, David!” You screamed and moaned and wiggled against the boys as David’s cock bullied its way into your pussy.
“Hold her Marko!” David ordered him.
“Comere bella,” Marko pulled you back to a kiss and you whimpered against him. Your eyes were all the way back in your head, and your arms and legs shook as you tried to stay up right. The sensation of both the boys stuffed into your cunt was overwhelming. It was painful, and it stung at how stretched you were, you felt the tears come to your eyes and you sobbed into Marko’s mouth.
David finally stopped when his cock wouldn’t go in any further, nestled against Marko’s, the boys stilled to let you adjust. You were still sobbing and whimpering into Marko’s mouth when they finally checked on you.
“How’s she doing?” David asked Marko.
Marko pulled away from you and watched as the drool dripped out of your mouth and your eyes crossed. He chuckled, “I think she likes it,” Marko called to him. The boys slowly started to move in and out of you.
“F-f-fuuuuuuck,” you moaned, and tears started streaming from your eyes.
It was more pleasure than you’d ever felt, you tried to keep yourself from coming, because you knew your cunt would clench around them and squeezed even tighter. You didn’t want them losing control right now, so you just focused on breathing.
You panted, hard, and your fingers gripped into the sheets. When David pulled out, Marko pushed in, when Marko pulled out, David pushed in. They worked together to make you cry out with pleasure, they knew just how to make you come undone for them.
With a scream, you tore at the sheets in your hands, and you felt your knees buckle below you. You slumped against Marko’s chest, and he looked down at you from where he laid.
“You’re tuckering her out David.”
“She’s a big girl, she can take it.”
David slipped his fingers down your shoulders and around your arms. He grabbed around your elbows and pulled your arms up and behind you. You huffed and David sat back with your wrists in his hands and your arms pulled straight back. From where he was leaned back, he had you sat up, it was almost a sadistic form of cowgirl, except you were double stuffed with two big vampire cocks.
“D-D-David” you whined. Your head falling up, and felt the tears roll down towards your ears.
You could hear him laughing behind you, there was little you could do but pant and come. Marko gripped his nails into your hips and thrusted up into you. He loved watching your breasts bounce up and down, he was starting to be glad that David brought you home.
Marko sat up and wrapped his arms around your waist, he was sucking marks into your breasts now and you could feel his teeth on your flesh.
“Marko!” You sobbed.
David was too wrapped up in the feeling of your wet cunt around him to notice what was going on in front of him. Your scent in the air made the boys start to slip away from you, they fucked roughly into your cunt, and their movements became more erratic.
Poor you, you didn’t know that your scent was a damn vampire aphrodisiac.
Marko bit down, it was taking everything in him to keep from breaking the skin, but he was going to get as close to that as he possibly could. You looked down at the curly haired blond, you could barely see his golden eyes from how they were fluttering shut. He growled into your soft mounds, you could feel the rumbling rip through your chest, and he pulled tighter around your waist.
David could only hear three things at this very moment, the sound of his grunting, the sound of your heartbeat, and the sound of his hips slapping against your ass. Nothing else mattered to him. He was sharing his mate with his favorite brother, Marko, and David could tell he was starting to love you too. You felt so good around him, and he loved how Marko’s cock felt rubbing against his as well. He was going to abuse your body every day for the rest of your life if he would have it his way. He felt you spasming around their cocks again, and he laughed deep from his chest; he loved how easily you fell apart for him. He let your arms drop, and you slumped against Marko’s chest.
He leaned forward against you and licked the shell of your ear, “you comin again sweetness?” You just panted and whimpered for them, David chuckled, “you’re already getting used to us playing with ya, huh? Your sloppy little pussy loves sucking on our cocks, eh? Just a fucktoy aren’tcha?” He felt you squeeze against their cocks, “oh? You like being bullied, darlin’?” You squeezed again.
David looked over your shoulder at Marko, who was still sucking marks into your breasts. His golden eyes glossed over in lust; David could only imagine the look that was on your face, or his. He chuckled, his two favorites, both so wrapped up in their own pleasure to think of anything else, to notice anything else. With the way you were sucking them in it was a wonder how they both lasted so long. You felt Marko’s hips begin to falter, his nails gripping against your waist, and both you and David felt him throbbing as he came again.
Marko made such cute noises as he came, he grunted as his hips stuttered against you. His soft panting and whimpering into your skin was endearing, then he fell back hard against the bed. He was the one thing keeping you sitting up, so when he fell, so did you. You pushed your hands to Marko’s chest, trying to push yourself off, but you were stopped by a large hand on the back of your head.
David didn’t stop, he was merciless. He pushed your head down in a warning to not move, and he pulled your hips up and off of Marko. He fucked you against the other vampire.
Your top half was slumped against Marko, who was still panting from his own release, and you could feel the cum dripping down your thighs. David’s hips were smacking hard against your ass, the way his cock dragged slowly out of you, and slammed hard into you. His cock bullying its way into you, as you wiggled your hips, trying to get him to stop. His tip hitting your cervix hard with each thrust. It was torture, your poor cunt was so abused by this point, you could barely think with how sensitive you were. You were panting, trying to catch your breath.
“You’re finally quiet? Sweet thing? I wanna hear you!” David said, slapping your ass.
“Aah!” You moaned.
“More!” David yelled, smacking your ass again.
“Fuck!” You could hear some rustling behind you, and you felt David smack your ass again, this time it stung more, much more.
SMACK.
“Fuck! David!” You screeched. David had taken his belt from his jeans and was hitting you with it. You felt tears begin to prickle your eyes again, “please!”
SMACK.
“David!” You were crying now, your ass stung and the way the pleasure mixed with the pain… your eyes rolled back into your head, and you felt the tears roll down your cheeks.
David didn’t entirely like hurting you, but the way you clenched around him when he did… it was too good for him to stop.
SMACK.
“You really like getting bullied don’t Cha darlin?” David’s hand kneading the plush of your ass. “Dirty little whore, loving out cocks.” His hips pistoning against you as he continued to degrade you, “my good slut, our good slut. Come on sweet thing, tell me how much you love getting fucked dumb on my fat cock.”
Marko had finally caught his breath enough to look down at you, he saw you crying. He was a sadist, but after how good you made him feel he wanted to help you enjoy the pain that was being inflicted on you.
“Look at me, bella,” he called to you. His eyes were a deep golden color now, his voice was like silk, and you couldn’t help but listen to him. “Just enjoy it, principessa,” he called to you.
You were so weak, you let your mind slip under his control. The last of the pain quickly turned to pleasure, and you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. Marko smiled at your fucked out expression and pulled you into a kiss.
SMACK.
You felt David’s belt come down hard on your ass again, your legs shook, and you fell deeper into Marko’s kiss.
You moaned and screamed against his lips, you felt your orgasm crash into you, your heart felt like it was going to pound out of your chest, and this intense wave of pleasure washed over you. Your eyes crossed, your toes clenched, your whole body shook; suddenly, everything was hot, then everything was wet.
You heard David moan out behind you, and his thrusts became sloppy, and finally he pressed hard into you. You felt his spurts deep against your cervix and his hold on your hips felt like it was going to bruise, if not make you bleed.
He held himself against you for a second, then slowly, so tortuously slowly, pulled out of you. He watched as your cunt twitched around nothing, and the cum dribbled down your clit, and onto the bed.
“Fuck,” David panted out.
Marko pulled from the kiss, and you felt the fog in your mind begin to dissipate. The sting on your ass came back, and the welts from where the boys’ nails dug into your skin burned. But the ecstasy that pulsed from your cunt, it was all worth it. David was chuckling behind you now.
“What?” Marko called to him.
“She made a fucking mess of my jeans,” David moaned in delight.
“Did she?” Marko peered out from under you, sniffing the air. His eyes rolled back at the scent of your love, and he let out a low groan.
David swiped his finger across his pants and licked your taste off his digit. “Mmhm, my sweet thing.” David helped roll you off of Marko and pressed his index and middle finger into your mouth. You softly sucked on his fingers and pressed them between your tongue and the roof of your mouth. He smiled down at you, and Marko put himself back in his jeans.
David watched as your eyes softly shut and you gently stopped sucking on his fingers. He wanted more of you, but he knew you were done. Marko rolled off the bed and walked over to the wheelchair to pick up the rest of his clothes. He slid the shirt over his head and then put on his jacket; one arm in, and then the other, he looked over to David, who was still leaning over you in the bed.
Marko watched David smile down at you, he placed a soft kiss to your temple and covered your naked body with one of the blankets that was on the bed.
“David?” Marko called to his brother, he could usually read his mind, but right now he had closed himself off to Marko.
“Shh,” David hushed him, still watching you as you drifted off to sleep. After a moment, David turned to Marko, the look on his face a graven sight.
David knew he wouldn’t be able to keep you a secret from Max forever, and God forbid that psycho, Montgomery, came looking for you and the pack got caught in the crosshairs. He didn’t know what to make of it, but he knew Marko would be able to at least calm his nerves; maybe even offer some advice.
David stared at his brother, unsure of himself, “we need to talk.”
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(photo: lyrics as printed on the 'Just One More Kiss' mini disk single, 1987)
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Lyrics: Imai Hisashi | Music: Imai Hisashi
(sung in 1987 ver. only: BREAK OUT!!)
Youi wa dekiteru Itsudemo heiki sa Me ni tsukumono nara ONE BY ONE Uso wo chirakashi Shitagokoro kakushi Te atari shidai ni CASE BY CASE
※Yaru nara ima sa Kuragari no uchi ni Chika yoretara Sou sa BREAK OUT (BREAK OUT) CAUTION (CAUTION) Te wo nukane– de Kuragari no uchi ni Umaku yatte Kono mama
Damashi tsuzukete Sukima wo tsukutte Suki wo ataezu ONE BY ONE Aizu wo kimetara Hanashi wo awasete Ikasazu Korosazu CASE BY CASE
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*Dou se yaru nara Kuragari no uchi ni Barene– you ni Sou sa BREAK OUT (BREAK OUT) CAUTION (CAUTION) Ima nara dekiru Kuragari no uchi ni Umaku yatte Kono mama
#TO SEARCH TO SEARCH TO SEARCH Shou ga ne– ze Mattaku……
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#Repeat x4
TO SEARCH
—————————————————— (sung in 1987 ver. only: BREAK OUT!!)
Have done the preparations Always cool and collected If something catches your eye ONE BY ONE Scattering lies Hiding motives And taking anything you can get CASE BY CASE
※If we do it, now While in the dark If we can get close That’s right BREAK OUT (BREAK OUT) CAUTION (CAUTION) Don't be slackin’ off While in the dark Do it good Just like that
Keep scamming Gain an inch Without giving an inch ONE BY ONE If the signal’s decided Then play along Not allowed to live Not allowed to kill CASE BY CASE
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*If you’re gonna do it anyway While in the dark Don’t let ‘em catch ya That’s right BREAK OUT (BREAK OUT) CAUTION (CAUTION) If you can do it now While in the dark Do it good Just like that
#TO SEARCH TO SEARCH TO SEARCH Can’t do nothin’ about it Not a thing
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#Repeat x4
TO SEARCH
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T/N: Committing petty crimes and breaking out of jail by the sound of it, lads! Here come those sirens! 😂
Romanization and translation deviate slightly only at the end from printed lyrics wrt repetitions to account for what's in the actual song.
EDIT: After listening to the original 1986 EP single, added a note that Atsushi's exclamation of "BREAK OUT!" at the beginning of the song only exists in the newer 1987 recording.
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Disclaimers: Please do not use my translations or photos without express permission. All photos of lyrics are mine- these are from my own collection, even if potato quality.💗
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i probably should have done one of these ages ago but oh well
im marie, but i go by various names online. Mars or Mari also works, but you can literally call me anything and ill probably respond
im not the most tumblr knowledgeable, ive had an account since 2020 but i didnt start using it until recently.
this started out as an aesthetic account but it really just trailed off after a while and i post wtv (ABSOLUTE COMPLAINING. IT IS ALL I POST. I JUST COMPLAIN.)
i dont really stick to one thing or fandom, but i do get really into things for day or weeks at a time (most significantly as im writing this, Zero Day)
i usually just complain or ramble on here, so sorry about that. the 'shut up mars!' tag is reserved for rants/personal biz that i should really shut up about (ignore as of late bc that's deadass all I post rn) , the 'tumblrboxd' tag is for random movie comments
i have a bad habit of typing like this: "y r u w8ing b4 school 2 do smthn?" i am TRYING to get rid of it
my dms and asks and what not are always open! i am very socially awkward though so i sincerely apologise for that, but ill try my best i promise ❤
INTERESTS THAT ILL ALWAYS BE DOWN TO TALK ABOUT:
Sky High, Perks of Being a Wallflower, 9-1-1, T@GGED, The Smiths, Third Eye Blind, Red White and Royal Blue, DONNIE DARKO, Dead Boy Detectives, Shelter, Paper Girls, My Babysitters a Vampire, RIVER PHOENIX, Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus, Scott Pilgrim, Enola Holmes, Marauders, David Bowie, ANYTHING by David Levithan i love him sm, Zero Day, Words on Bathroom Walls, My Bestfriend is a Vampire, Dead Poets Society, Narnia, As You Are, I Saw The TV Glow, Speak, SCREAM 1-6, Theres Someone Inside Your House, Bestfriends Whenever!!!!!!, Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, We Can Be Heroes, Fanfik, Flipped, The Adam Project, Everything Everything, CHARLIE PLUMMER, Ladybugs (1992), The Outsiders, Call me by Your Name, The Invisible Thread, Sing Street, Lego Batman, Kill Your Darlings, Luca, Erin and Aaron, School Spirits, Christmas Chronicles, Fantastic Mr Fox, The Breakfast Club, Stand By Me, IT, Inside, Whats Eating Gilbert Grape, CHRONICLE, Unfriended, Unfriended: Dark Web, Wham!, When a Stranger Calls (2006), 10 Things I Hate About You, JUNO, Jennifers Body, Mid 90s, Easy A, But I'm a Cheerleader, Heathers, Hamilton, Happy Death Day, The Half of It, Paper Towns, Looking for Alaska, Life as We Know It, Doctor Who!!!, Eyewitness, 500 Days of Summer, 1987, Before Sunrise, The Virgin Suicides, Spree, Me Earl and the Dying Girl, Spontaneous, Warm Bodies, The Duff, The Map of Tiny Perfect Things, Countdown, TIME LOOPS, Tyler Young, Invisible Sister, Secret Headquarters, CW Arrowverse, Grant Gustin, When Harry Met Sally, Danielle Panabaker, Hallmark Movies, Michael Cera, DEAR EVAN HANSEN, Be More Chill, Hamilton, Mean Girls, Tick Tick Boom, Andrew Barth Feldman, Sam Tutty, Four Evans sing For Forever, Everyday, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe, Papas Wingeria, Skins UK, Brooklyn 99, Pretty Little Liars, Supernatural, Alice Oseman, Julie and the Phantoms, The Hollow, Barbie Life in the Dream House
^feel free to put things about these movies/shows/artists/books in my asks!! i know theres alot but im always down to talk about any of em!
i also do my own writing and im working on translating one of them into a screen play!! so if im rambling on about ilyb or tpb and you have no idea what it means, thats why!
(@dietcokeluvr6969, @pig-mania, @woodsboromassacre, )and a secret fourth one i wont name incase irls find this) are all me!)
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AGHHH AGHHHHH AGHHHHHHHHH "CATASTROPHIC CONSEQUENCES" ensue AS MIDDLE SCHOOL STRAIGHT GIRL BEST FRIEND CRUSH TEXTS ME FIRST . SHE THINKS OF ME. 178395 DEAD 2795993 INJURED my heart is in shambles KILL EM ALL 1987
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A Night In Tunisia
Artist: Art Blakey Year: 1961 Label: Blue Note
"As far as I have seen, jazz is the highest level of performance on a musical instrument. It’s a spiritual music—there’s no music like it. And people don’t realise... they go up there—they don’t see no music up there. We don’t know what we’re going to play; when they hit, everything is: “Bam! bam!” just like that, on time, like they were reading music up there. And you never hear the same arrangement twice. We make so many mistakes—I do, because I’m changing things around. But they’re profes-sional enough to cover it. If they make a mistake, I teach ‘em: go back, make that same mistake, and make something out of it. Because that’s the way jazz was born—somebody goofed! So you just go ahead; it’s not a mistake—you just build.
So the young musicians are beginning to get the idea. Don’t get the idea that you wrote the book, and you know this is right; it isn’t right—you can’t say that. All you’re doing is: you’re striving to reach out and learn.
The longer I play and the older I get—every time I get up on the drums, I find out what a dum–dum I really am.
You never know it all. Sometimes I get off the stage, and I think I played pretty good; I know I give my heart every time—I say: “Wow, that sounded good to me.” Then I look back up at that stand, and look at the drums, and the drums say: “Come on back up here—you think you’re so smart... . That’s what keeps you going. There’s always something new—and somebody will come up with something else. It’s always changing. Music is like a river: it’s got to flow, and it must change—and if it doesn’t flow, it becomes stagnant, and kills everybody around it." - Art Blakey, 1987
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The Kung Fu/China Warrior (TG-16 Mini)
Well, let's get started with the games on the TurboGrafx-16/PC Engine Mini consoles. I'll be covering the lot, including the games exclusive to each version. I'm going to look at them in the order the games first released globally, which is the Japanese release date in most cases. I think it's fun to do it that way, as we can see how the games evolved on the platform.
That means our first entry is The Kung Fu, also known as China Warrior. This was not a launch title for the console. Bikkuri Man World and Shanghai were the only games available when the PC Engine first hit the Japanese market on October 30th, 1987. Neither of them are available on this mini-console, so the oldest game here is The Kung Fu, which came a few weeks later. However you slice it, this is a very early game for the platform, and it really shows.
The huge sprites are a clear statement about what the PC Engine offered over the then-market leader, the Famicom. Big, colorful, detailed, and technically animated sprites pressed against a vivid background with parallax scrolling was something the Famicom simply could not do. The difference was huge, even at a glance. And in that respect, I suppose The Kung Fu did what it needed to do.
Still, it's important to remember that this is a 1987 game. We're only a few years past Irem's seminal Kung-Fu Master here, and barely a year had passed since Technos Japan broke the beat 'em up mold with Renegade. The late arrival of the PC Engine's North American version combined with the admittedly great graphics for the time create loftier expectations for the gameplay than The Kung Fu was ever going to live up to.
This is a very simple spin on Kung-Fu Master with a fancier presentation. Nothing more, nothing less. You more or less auto-scroll through each level, stopping to punch or kick or jump-kick enemies as needed. Sometimes you kill certain enemies or collect power-ups and get a boost to your life bar. At certain score intervals, you'll get an extra life. At the end of each stage, you'll fight a boss. Repeat for all twelve stages and that's the game. Lose all your lives and it's back to the start.
As you play, a few new enemies and obstacles will be introduced, but the gameplay doesn't change much from start to finish. It's shallow, and I think it lacks the verve of Kung-Fu Master or the soon-to-arrive Vigilante. There isn't much to make it stand out beyond the graphics. This isn't a very good game, and it's one a player would likely get tired of quickly. But again, a 1987 game that was scant days off from a launch title for its platform. Every console has one or two of these. It looked good in magazine ads, and that's perhaps the point. We can only go up from here.
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1951 - 1990
1952
March
7th - First issue of the NME came out
1970
September
19th - First Pop, Blues & Folk Festival (Glastonbury) took place
1976
Rough Trade Records shop opened in London
1978
Rough Trade Records label was founded
1983
January
1st - Internet was invented
April
18th - Pulp released debut album It
July
25th - Metallica released debut album Kill ‘Em All
1984
July
27th - Metallica released Ride the Lightning
August
10th - Red Hot Chili Peppers released debut album The Red Hot Chili Peppers
1985
August
16th - Red Hot Chili Peppers released Freaky Styley
1986
March
3rd - Metallica released Master of Puppets
November
15th - Beastie Boys released debut album Licensed to Ill
1987
February
10th - Public Enemy released debut album Yo! Bum Rush the Show
May
11th - Pulp released Freaks
September
29th - Red Hot Chili Peppers released The Uplift Mofo Party Plan
1988
April
22nd - NOFX released debut album Liberal Animation
June
28th - Public Enemy released It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back
August
8th - N.W.A. released debut album Straight Outta Compton
25th - Metallica released …And Justice for All
1989
June
15th - The Offspring released their self-titled debut album
July
25th - Beastie Boys released Paul’s Boutique
August
16th - Red Hot Chili Peppers released Mother’s Milk
September
5th - NOFX released S&M Airlines
1990
April
10th - Public Enemy released Fear of a Black Planet
13th - Green Day released debut album 39/Smooth
1991 - 2000
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1987 Raphael should never meet the other raphael’s in canon cuz I feel like eventually they’d all try to kill him together. 1987 Mikey is actually just a good and relaxed Mikey. He’s a good one who does nothing wrong. 1987 Raph is the Mikey of 2003, bayverse, 2012 and Rise has a honorary Mikey in Leo while still having an actual chaotic Mikey. All the raphael’s except 1987 has anger issues and you wanna stick this poor guy in a room full of em who likes to test his luck and loves a good brawl even though he’s super tiny and all other raph’s are better fighters than him? They will pop his head off like a barbie doll.
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'After All of Us Strangers was shut out of the Oscar nominations, I was afraid I would have to relegate it to my annual odds and ends feature. However, I’m delighted to report that this British import is opening this weekend at a few multiplexes in our area, and this most unusual of gay coming-out stories is worth a trip.
Andrew Scott portrays a TV writer named Adam who has just rented a flat in a new apartment block in London. One day, at a loose end, he takes the 11-mile train ride to Croydon to visit his supposedly empty childhood home and is stunned to find his parents (Jamie Bell and Claire Foy) there, even though they were killed in a car accident when he was a boy. They, in turn, are only mildly surprised to find their 11-year-old son is now a grown man from the future.
Writer-director Andrew Haigh filmed this movie in his own actual childhood home. He has based the film on Taichi Yamada’s 1987 Japanese novel entitled Strangers. I haven’t read the book, though it appears the homosexual relationship is Haigh’s addition. The British filmmaker is particularly keen when he addresses gay subjects like he did in his debut feature Weekend. He’s best known for his hetero movie 45 Years, which I find his least interesting one.
Here Adam gets to do something he wasn’t able to do when his parents were alive, which is come out to them. This part of the film is deeply moving, as Adam’s working-class parents struggle to understand how Adam has turned out this way and fear that he will contract AIDS, possibly because they’re stuck in the 1990s. Adam eventually realizes that as much as he loves his parents, his repeated visits to them threaten to trap him in the past. His final conversation with them is rending, not least because it takes place in a vision of the afterlife as a cheesy themed diner festooned with American flags.
There’s a whole other half of the film with Adam falling in love with Harry (Paul Mescal), who appears to be the only other person living in his building. Much as I find to like about these two actors, this plotline is alarmingly close to filler for much of its screen time. It only takes flight at the end, as Haigh pulls back from them to the sounds of Frankie Goes to Hollywood’s “The Power of Love” to reveal a tableau that shows that their relationship isn’t quite what it appears. I’ll admit I’m not really sure what it means, but it makes an excellent discussion point about where and what the men actually are. Whatever it is, it is transcendent stuff that puts a unique twist on gay romance from a deceptively innovative filmmaker.'
#Andrew Scott#Paul Mescal#Claire Foy#Jamie Bell#All of Us Strangers#Andrew Haigh#Oscars#Strangers#Taichi Yamada#The Power of Love#Frankie Goes to Hollywood#Weekend#45 Years
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Mutant Hunt (1987), tonight's bedtime movie. "The future is a dirty place...When New York is besieged by mutant cyborgs with an insatiable lust for ripping human beings apart, it's dedicated mutant hunter Matt Riker to the speedy rescue! A diabolical scientist, "Z" has injected these mechanical zombies with a sexual narcotic that induces a thirst for killing. All over Manhattan, the robotic Romeos begin loving 'em and leaving 'em...dead."
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Totally accurate description.
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Have you seen Near Dark (1987) film? If so, what did you think about it? If not, I'll recommend it as I can see it almost existing in the same universe as The Lost Boys.
I have and I love it, I have a few posts on it. I really don’t like the whole “reversion” thing when they heavily imply there’s no half vampirsm. It’s - you’re bit, you’re dead. There should be no coming back from that. If it was half or dying I could understand the Dracula blood transfusion rules.
But I also understand they want a “good guys win” situation but it’s kind of funny when the movie does a gritty approach to vampirsm. Not as flashy and exciting as the lost boys this is desperate survival. But then suddenly have a “kill em all good wins” slasher ending
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IT'S FINALLY UP STINKERS we're officially comicmoding now
[Image ID: A drawing of a peculiar young boy wearing sunglasses and a shirt that says "BORN TO DIE, WORLD IS A FUCK, KILL EM ALL 1987, I am trash man, 410,757,864,530 DEAD COPS." End ID.]
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