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lil-tachyon · 4 months

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If God came down on Christmas Day / I know exactly what He'd say

One last drawing before Christmas. If you want to get in the spirit, here's a selection of songs that my friends and family have called "unlistenable."

Peace.

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potter-solomons · 2 months

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Johnny boy.

*brass knuckle daddy*

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dynamitekansai · 8 months

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SUKEBAN: THE VANDALS OTAKU-CHAN (Kaori Yoneyama) MIDNIGHT PLAYER (AOI) ATOMIC BANSHEE (Ram Kaichow) BINGO (Unknown)

#joshi puroresu #sukeban #kaori yoneyama #aoi #ram kaichow #ram kaicho #the vandals

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cdeeznutzz · 27 days

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CD Finds - March 2024

I’m STOKED w my haul this month!!! I bagged some really good CDs which I'm SO happy ab like the “Helena” single by My Chemical Romance, I’ve been wanting it for AGES!!!! :D Since I'm currently on half term and will continue to be for the first week of April, I'm hoping to do loads of charity shopping and hopefully getting other cool CDs to showcase next month!

Which of these CDs is your favourite?

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hecatemoon87 · 2 months

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Minors DNI.

Warnings: SMUT

Chapter 12

Johnny closed the door behind him as he entered his house. He was expecting the heat to still be turned off and it to be stone cold inside his home, but he was pleasantly surprised that it wasn't.

The house was warm and lit by the soft glow of candles. He frowned and continued further into the house to find that the same soft glow was illuminating the hallway from his bedroom.

As he entered, his eyes widened to find Amelia on the end of his bed dressed in a black teddy with white lace. She lay on her side, knees tucked up and had been reading.

"Hi," she said, smiling bashfully and sitting up. Her shyness soon vanished, however, when she noticed that Johnny was drenched from the rain. "You must be freezing!" she said, jumping up and rushing toward him.

"Nah, I'm fine," he lied. He was freezing his ass off.

"You need to get out of these clothes and into a warm shower," she said, pushing him in the direction of his bathroom. He thought he should protest, but he was too distracted by her teddy. Standing in front of him she fussed over his wet clothes.

Johnny raised his arms up on command of Amelia so she could remove his shirt. She tugged it off him and tossed it to the floor. Seeing his bare chest Amelia paused, nibbled on her bottom lip then leaned in and kissed him.

He gladly accepted her kiss. It was soft and slow at first, then grew more passionate as Amelia combed her hands into his hair, pulling him in for a much deeper kiss. He groaned and placed his hands on her hips, then slid them to her bottom and pulled her into his body.

Amelia giggled and broke the kiss. "You're like a block of ice, John." she said, undoing his belt and pulled down his jeans. He stepped out of them and quickly removed his underwear. He leaned into the shower and turned on the hot water, then took Amelia back into his arms.

"Care to join me?" he whispered over her plush lips. She smiled and kissed him. Then stepped back and lifted the teddy over her head and dropped it to the floor with the rest of the clothes. He tested the water, finding it was hot, he took Amelia by the hand and guided her into the shower.

They embraced once again, this time feeling the healing power of hot water wash over them. She had no idea had badly he needed her at this moment. Yet, with that thought, a pang came to his heart. A bittersweet reality was dawning over him. This would be his last time with her.

He held her tighter, a lump forming in his throat. Then he shook the feeling away and kissed her deeply. If this was his last time with her, he'd treat her like the goddess she was.

After feeling each other up rather thoroughly in the shower, Johnny felt too hot from the water. He turned it off and stepped out of the shower.

"John?" Amelia asked, following him into the bedroom.

"A bit too warm, sweetheart. But don't worry, I'll take care of you," he said, settling her down on the bed. He kissed her then formed a trail of hot, wet kisses down her chest, giving each nipple attention with his tongue, before moving down her stomach. He kissed her mound before tucking his arms under her legs and burying his tongue into her already wet cunny.

She sighed and mewled, gripping the quilt below in her fists before flying up and raking her hands through his hair. He was gentle, but precise in his eating. He filled her hole before slipping the width of his tongue over her clit, savoring her moans and the sweet way she cried, "Johnny!"

When she climaxed, he watched her with admiration, feeling his erection throb between his legs. But he would not fulfill his needs that night.

Once she came down from her climax, she sat up and touched his shoulders. "Your turn," she said in a sultry manner. He smiled sadly and shook his head. "No, princess. I don't deserve it."

He pushed up from the bed and sat on the edge. He sighed deeply and rubbed his face with a hand. "What's wrong?" Amelia asked.

"Uh, I gotta come clean, Amelia. I am part of a gang. And you getting back into trouble with the Vipers is my fault. I thought I could fix it, but I can't," he said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees.

Amelia moved over to him, placing a dainty hand on one of his muscular shoulders. "John, I know." she said. He turned to her and gave her a faint look of surprise. "You do?"

"I...I know what I said before...I was just in denial. Of course I knew your biker club was a gang, but I just didn't want to admit that to myself. I seem to draw the attention of gang members," she said, laughing mirthlessly.

Johnny shifted a bit so he could look her in the face. "Amelia, this is it. I can't figure out how to protect you and be with you at the same time. If my gang isn't behind me on this, I'm just one man. I'd die before I'd let anything happen to you, but it's no use."

Amelia pushed a lock of dark brown hair behind her ear. "What do you mean this is it? John, seriously. Even if we break up do you honestly think Malone would leave me alone?"

"Yeah, he would. Because I gave in. That's all he wants is to see me suffer in one way or another," Johnny said.

"What if I talked to my Uncle?" she said, sensing Johnny was making up his mind.

"I tried. I don't think you knew, but he used his connection with the mafia to help you out last time. I guess it cost him a lot, I dunno if he meant money or what, but he wasn't willing to call in another favor. He said if he called, then I'd owe the mafia a favor instead."

"Oh," Amelia said, resting her cheek on his shoulder. "I don't want that for you John. To have a weight like that hovering over your head."

"I was gonna do it, Amelia. But then I put it to a vote and my gang shot it down," Johnny said, hanging his head.

"That's what makes you a good man, you were worried about others first," she said softly and gripped him a bit tighter.

"No, I was gonna do it before Benny stopped me. I'm selfish and you deserve a better life," he said, pulling out of Amelia's embrace and walking over to a dresser for some clean boxers.

"John, stop it. We can figure it out," she said, a hint of panic in her voice.

"How? If anything happened to you, anything, I'd never forgive myself," he said.

He pulled on a clean pair of blue boxers and then extracted a pair of dry jeans. Shimming on the jeans he watched her get off the bed and pull one of his old shirts over her naked body.

"I'm not going anywhere, John," she said, folding her arms and glaring at him. "This is just stupid. Give me a week to figure it out, okay? Please?"

John shook his head. "No, it's settled. You go back to the city and you stay there," he said sternly.

"I won't!" she said in a tone he never heard her use before. "You listen to me Johnny. You give me a week to figure out how to deal with Malone, you understand me?! And so help me God I'll rain fire down on his head in some shape or form for messing with my man!"

Johnny was shocked. Never had he seen Amelia angry. He could clearly see her Italian blood boiling as her eyes were alight with determination and, possibly, a glint of revenge?

"Whoa, okay, calm down," he said walking over to her and placing two strong hands on her arms. "A week? Fine. But you better not do anything stupid, you hear me? Once you figure it out, you'll tell me the plan, agreed?"

Amelia nodded, but for the first time in their relationship, she lied to him. She knew what she would do and she was confident in her decision.

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bra1nxfreeze · 1 year

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The Deadmilkmen pins❗️❗️

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fujimilovers · 1 month

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Bingo and Midnight Player during Sukeban Miami

via @Sukeban_World on twitter

#sukeban miami #sukeban #sukeban world #bingo #midnight player #the vandals #aoi #average butchfemme couple #joshi wrestling

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subject-2-change · 4 months

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I like to make Christmas AMVs, and this year I'm doing an Owl House one. But damn I got sick on Christmas Eve, so it has been delayed. Will that stop me from putting out an untimely Christmas video? Absolutely not.

#AMV #toh #the owl house #I'm still recovering #but it'll be ounk af #the vandals

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sodapops0lstice · 2 months

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If the gov't could read my mind by the vandals is the optimists basket case

#solar systems #the vandals

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questintheskies · 7 months

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tomhardymyking · 1 year

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NEW AND AMAZING NEWS ABOUT 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑰𝑲𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑺! 🙌🏻🤩💓

There has already been a test screening of the film although it's not completely finished, in fact there will be another one next Wednesday, but the first reviews indicate what is written in the photos 🔥 (Read, please 🙏🏻)

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¡NUEVAS Y ALUCINANTES NOTICIAS DE 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑰𝑲𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑺! 🙌🏻🤩💓

Ya ha habido una proyección de prueba de la película aunque no está terminada del todo, de hecho el miércoles habrá otra más, pero las primeras críticas apuntan lo que está escrito en las fotos 🔥 (Leed, por favor 🙏🏻)

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#tom hardy #edward thomas hardy #austin butler #jodie comer #the bikeriders #the vandals #oscars 2024 #oscars #2024 oscars #michael shannon #greg williams #greg williams photography #2018 #my edits #mis edits

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forgotn1 · 10 months

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Have a fun themed playlist for the 4th! I originally made this when Trump was running the first time, but I like to bring it back out whenever things are a little too patriotic for my tastes.

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potter-solomons · 4 months

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Is it June yet?

#tom hardy #facepuller #Johnny #the vandals

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dynamitekansai · 7 months

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ramkaichow: I feel lost in the city

#joshi puroresu #pr666 #ram kaichow #ram kaicho #sukeban #atomic banshee #the vandals

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myvinylplaylist · 2 months

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The Vandals: Peace Thru Vandalism (1982)

2023 Vinyl Reissue on Green Splatter Vinyl

Includes live bonus tracks from 1983.

Kung Fu Records

#my vinyl playlist #the vandals #stevo #jan nils ackermann #joe escalante #thom wilson #kung fu records #punk rock #punk #colored vinyl #record cover #album cover #album art #vinyl records

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hecatemoon87 · 2 months

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Minors DNI.

Chapter 11

"No fucking way," George said, shaking his head vehemently. To Johnny's dismay, the rest of his crew nodded along with George's retort.

"We all put in our dues for this gang, Johnny. You can't just let some woman take all our hard work away!" Andy, another bike member, said in anger.

"She isn't even a biker herself! She's got no blood in this game. I say break up with that shrew and focus on what's important, the gang!" Judy shouted, just as angrily as the rest.

Johnny didn't allow himself to externally show them a reaction. He stayed stoic and cool on the outside, but internally, he raged.

"Look, I see your point. Alright?" Johnny said, holding up his hands. "Then let me just ask, can we handle this ourselves? Is there an alternative anyone is willing to suggest?" Johnny said, practically pleading.

Everyone fell silent then. No one in the room could look Johnny in the eye. Not even Benny. It wasn't because they were disrespecting him, they just didn't want to help Amelia.

"Really?" Johnny said, this time sounding hurt. Benny glanced up and made a pleading face. "Johnny, she isn't one of us. She's doesn't have history with us, she didn't help build what we all have now. Sorry, man."

"Fine. It's a vote. I'll figure it out my damn self," Johnny said, grabbing his jacket and storming out of the back room of Sal's bar.

It was raining hard, but Johnny strapped his helmet on, revved his bike and skidded away from what he thought were his friends. He drove aggressively, weaving around cars on the road, ignoring their blaring horns at his abrupt lane changes.

A lightning bolt lit up the sky with an eerie phosphorescent glow. The sound of dull thunder echoed off in the horizon. Johnny increased his speed. His mind racing as fast as his bike.

He had to tell Amelia the truth eventually. He couldn't keep up with the lie that he wasn't in a gang. And if he told her the truth would she stay with him? And even if she did break up with him, would that mean she'd be safe from the Vipers?

He slowed his bike and pulled off from the road. He ripped his helmet off and threw it to the ground, shouting "FUCK!" He watched as the helmet bounced off the ground, a crack forming on its side.

He breathed in deeply, knowing he needed to regain composure. He first needed to be a leader to his gang, that was important to him. He knew he'd say the same thing to one of them if they asked something like this.

But it hurt thinking of not being with Amelia. He liked her gentleness, her elegant way of speaking and her soft touch, her smooth skin and her kindness. He knew he'd have to do what all great leaders needed to do. He needed to place the needs of the gang before his own.

He walked over to his now broken helmet. Instead of bending down to pick it up, he angrily kicked it out into the open field before him. He again shouted, looking up toward the sky and cursing God. Why couldn't he just have one thing for himself?

#tom hardy #tom hardy fanfiction #tom hardy fanfic #tom hardy fan fic #johnny #the vandals #the bikeriders

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