Más negro que la noche (Carlos Enrique Taboada, 1975)

Más negro que la noche, 1975

so, I decided to rewatch Darker Than Night and ngl, the opening scene is kinda funny it’s literally just

Thinking about the nastiest, filthiest, most depraved sex with Jason. Visually, it's kind of violent, but really, it's not; you just need each other very carnally. There's no salvaging the clothes you were wearing, and the ones you wear over the next few days will have to cover you up enough so you don't get mistaken for the victim of a mauling. It didn't matter, though, didn't matter if you looked like you'd been hit by a truck or were brought to the brink of death and revived because nothing mattered when he was balls deep in your soaking cunt. 

Every single time Jason hit that sweet spot deep in you, you felt like you were on the verge of dying and ascending to the great beyond. The edges of your vision go dark as you leave deep bloody scratches anywhere you can reach, refusing to be the only one who looked like the victim of a violent crime when it was over. Your legs shake uncontrollably as he draws another earth-shattering orgasm out of you, making you slip further and further into the light. 

You always come back to him, though, the out-of-body experience ending when he bends you into a new position, whispering in your ear how good you are for him. It would happen again, and again, and again until you were sure you were gonna die on him or something, sure that every stroke of his cock was gonna be the one to take you out. Death's cold, clammy hands never touched you though, just Jason's warm ones wiping drool from your mouth, and lightly tapping your cheek. "You still with me?"

Springy boi

Thinking about Vanessa and Cassidy being the Afton siblings (twins?) in the movies. Both loathing their father but can’t help but mirror his behavior.

Vanessa threatening to shoot Mike when she’s terrified, Cassidy putting Abby in danger to lure his father back to the restaurant. To make themselves look bigger, they imitate the man that made them feel small through violence.

these options are by no means meant to be exhaustive, feel free to go wild in the notes I'm curious

theyre like, soooo whateverr. you could do SO much better-!

Just so you know I’m aggressively waiting for my baby IMG motley boa (Burnt Toast) to finally shed so I can show the ‘increasing melanin gene’ in action because it’s such a cool concept that fits with this blog, and not simply because I need a valid excuse to post him and force you to see him with your eyes because I love him and you should too. He hasn’t even gone blue yet, so it might take a while unfortunately.

breaking my self-imposed schedule a lil bit to post this but i coloured the bust of Anotos' Dream Vistor from the previous sketch page, cuz he's very pretty in-game~ --

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Más negro que la noche (Carlos Enrique Taboada, 1975)      

Más negro que la noche, 1975

currently obsessed w the image of giyuu just grabbing sabito's face. squish his face in one hand and wiggle em around bc sabito just lets him

If I moved into a house that had a cat already living in it I would simply not kill it, rip to the girls from Darker Than Night but I’m different

One thing that always confused me about newsies is how literally to quote Pulitzer: all but ONE got away.

And I just don’t agree. While yes I get that is a tragedy in Jack being able to save everyone but one of the ones he needed the most I much prefer the far more realistic point: there weren’t all that many people coming out of that.

They were against, as phrased by David: the goons, an entire army, dozens of goons and the cops, and-

He got cut off, implying there was much more because he was ramping up to a whole list. There were literally dozens of grown men against a group of unruly street kids. And fun fact! Guns had been invented by then and cops did carry them.

I just don’t see how it’s possible they all got out

I think there were dozens of kids taken to the refuge, others shot and beaten to death on the streets with the injured soon to follow. Those who were injured crawling and limping out of newsies square to die in an alley or weeks later due to sicknesses and infections gained.

For the first time there are more beds than children in the Manhattan lodging house and when they have a bath for those who managed to make it back the water is still warm and clean by the last kid.