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🃜 pairing : Poly! Lost Boys × Vamp! Female! Reader
🃜 fandom: the lost boys × reader
🃜 summary: Reader is a newly turned vampire and mated toThe Lost Boys. She was turned a few months before Micheal arrived. And the day that Frog Brothers come with the Emerson’s the Reader decided to sleep with her mates. And in their haste to rid Santa Carla of the Vampires they make a grave mistake. (No use of Y/n)
🃜 Word Count:2.7k
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𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧
The cave was quiet, the only sound being the waves hitting the rocks outside. All of the inhabitants of the cave peacefully sleeping, well almost all of them. Something instinctual, deep in your gut and the back of your mind is telling you somethings not right. Slipping through the dark fog in the faint chime of hushed whispers. Voices exchanging softly, all dim and low like they were sharing secrets.
It has you pushing your face deeper into David’s neck in an attempt to muffle out the sounds, desperate to escape fully back into the comfort of a deep sleep.
You usually slept in a bed that wasn’t far from where the boys slept, while Star and Laddie slept in the more open part of the cave. Something in your mind told you to sleep with the boys, so you listened to it.
When you arrived back at the cave after feeding, you were brought to where they slept. There was a little arguing over who you slept with,but something was telling you to sleep with David. So you stopped them from arguing,and they all climbed up to the bar they hang from. Dwanye stayed on the ground with you, so you had help getting to David. Once David is settled he opens his arms for you, and with a kiss to your head Dwanye helps you wrap yourself around David. Once you’re settled David wrapped his arms around your waist, letting you tuck yourself into his hold.
It’s still daytime. Something deep in your gut and the back of your mind assures that the sun is still high up in the sky, scorching and hot. An intuition that you still don't quite understand, but it has your limbs turning heavy and lax, muscles relaxing in David’s hold Your exhaustion has you numb to the world, the delicate rhythm of the waves crashing outside the cave muting down into nothing, the sound of the quiet voices vanishing.It must be two of the boys. Awake already. It would strike you as odd on any other circumstance, and to a degree it does, but your sluggish brain is quick to let go of that train of thought.
The insistence that something is wrong fading into an ignorable afterthought. The scuffle of shoes along dust and stone ignites a tremble down the notches of your spine, as though your body is begging for you to wake up and investigate while it simultaneously sinks further into David’s tight hold.
Something isn't right, something isn't right.
It's like a chant. A primal whisper that coils through your bones and sinew. Leftovers from your ancestors, remnants of the instincts that had kept them alive long ago, but it all seems null and void against the fatigue that seems to press you down like a physical weight. Even while hidden away from the sun it seems to sap you of all your strength.
It's impossible to even try to rouse yourself. Its as though you're held under water. The strength of that debilitating exhaustion sweeps back over you, making the sound of the angry, masculine voice that rises up high within the cave, reverberating from the dust covered stone, dim and distant. As though it's miles away.
“I feel a draft. I think there’s something up here.” You hear from far-away, murky and vague.
“Let’s check it out Sam.” Another voice.
“I’ll be right back Mike.” A third voice. Mike. Mike. That sounds familiar from somewhere - someone. A name mentioned in passing. Mike. Michael. A discussion carried on by the boys while they were all encircled around one of the burn barrels one night. So casual while they considered the fate of a complete stranger as though they were discussing dinner and not the destiny of a man's soul. Some sap that had apparently caught the eye of Star. She hadn't wanted it to go far, but then again, it's never supposed to go that far. But David wanted the guy dead. He was meant to be her first, she hadn't been able to do it.
A wave of muddled scents breaks past the barrier of the rotting wood. Unfamiliar and thick, coated with cologne and shampoo that you don't recognize. All of it twisting with something even more out of place here. Something alive. Heat and life and blood. Iron, warmth, and salt. It's distinctly human. Living. The alarms go off in your head. Raging and flashing red in a way that's violent. And a bright light flashes behind your eyelids.
“JESUS.” One of the voices yells, another one screams before being cut off. Your eyes blink, lashes fluttering as you try to fight the sleep weighing your lids down. Your vision blurs a little, straining through the exhaustion, but then you notice the three figures standing below. They're children. Looking lost, dressed in camo and gear as though they've prepared to fight a war. One has his hand wrapped around the mouth of the blonde child muffling his scream. Wide blue eyes reflecting a visible panic while he stumbles back away from the other two. Another swears, cursing sharply under his breath while he flinches. But it's the one closest to you that moves. His dog tags glinting and chiming from a movement so sharp that it had to be a reflex, but the determination burning in his eyes is purposeful.
“I thought they were supposed to be in coffins.”
“That’s what this cave is. One giant coffin.” The one with the bandanna says as he moved with the other one dressed in camo. They begin to climb up the wood beside your group.
“They’re at their most vulnerable. Easy pickings.”
“You just have to kill the leader huh.”
“We don’t know which on he is. We’ll kill them all.”
“We’ll start with her. She’s already seen us.” They say as the climb closer to where you’re hanging with David. An animal kind of panic tears through you, lighting up your nerves like lives wires, electricity and adrenaline burning through your veins with the white heat of fire. You try to move and wake up David, but your limbs struggle, sleep thawing in your tired arms and legs.
"Kill her, kill her!" One shouts all while the blonde in the background yells at them to stop, but it falls on deaf ears. The boy wielding the stake lunges forward with a war cry. You manage to wiggle slightly in David’s hold.
“David wake up!” A panicked shout rips from your throat, but David remains sleeping.
"The bitch is trying to wake them, you gotta get her before they wake up," someone shouts in a panicked rush. You continue to squirm in David’s hold trying to get the two of you away from the teenagers. Poised in the air, high above the boy's head in an arch. There's hardly any time to act and fear sinks in your gut, chilled and frozen as he drives it down with all the strength he has in his body; his lips curled in a hateful snarl. He's going to kill you. This is it. This is how you die. Your mind screams it over and over again on a broken loop, but your body acts all on its own. It twists so David’s unconscious body turns away from the stake,and your heart is away from the point.
There's no time to rejoice when the stake is already piercing your skin. It sinks in deep, parting flesh and muscle beneath its lethal point. The boy collapses and tips over the side of the ledge that they were standing on. You don't initially realize that you're screaming. You feel it first. The strength of your agonized wail shreds up your throat as though you've swallowed nails, but that pain is secondary to the fire and anguish pulsing through your shoulder. The stake is still wedged inside of your back, burrowing past skin and meat, prying at your shoulder blade like it means to rip it free from the sinew keeping it intact with the other bones. You're bleeding. You can smell it, sharp and distinct in the panicked air. The pain is crippling. Ripping and engulfing, eating up your spine.
The boy with the blue bandana wrapped around his head is stepping forward, already clasping a stake in a white-knuckled hold. The resolve in his eyes is haunting. The desire to kill you fervent and glaring in his stare. That's all it takes to have your voice spilling from you, rising up in another terrified shout.
“BOYS WAKE UP!”
"Say your prayers bloodsucker." He practically spits it out, lips twisting in a grimace as he moves forward preparing to stake you again. And then combined hissing and snarling fills the pit as the boys awaken. They finally awoke to your shouts and the smell of your blood. Four sets of yellow eyes focus in on the three humans in front of them as snarls fill the air.
"Guys, guys, we gotta go." It's the blonde that's repeating it over and over as he sees the vampires awaks, stumbling over his words while he jerks on the other's arms. They give in without any resistance. Fear alive and bright in their eyes, even while the kid with the bandana points his stake in your direction and tosses a quick "This isn't over" at you as the three of them take off in a brisk jumble in the direction that they came from.
The growls from within the cavern raise up higher as the boys realize what happened and it has the kids in a full-blown panic. Tripping over their feet in an ungraceful run as they try and reach the opening of the cave. Your body trembles and your head rolls forward onto the snarling David’s chest.
“YOU’RE DEAD MEAT.”
You can feel your lung snag and pinch as though it's being burned from the inside out, catching on the point of the stake when you inhale. It has you crying, a tear managing to trickle free as your ribcage shudders violently as you gasp.
You don't want to take your eyes off of them, desperate to track their panicked flee, but your eyes cloud over. Stars dot your vision, spotting and flickering in shifting colors as a vignette blurs around the corners of your sight. You feel the world spin as David jumps down from the bar and lands on his feet. You still cradled against his chest. Three more thumps follow as the rest of the boys land behind. Iron coats your tongue. Thick and wet. Bursting up from the back of your throat while you try to breathe, spitting up with each labored inhale. You can feel your life waning. The strength diminishing, shrinking under your skin. Dying out like a flame that's being smothered. Whimpers spill from your lips as your carefully laid on your bed. You can hear the sound of claws ripping across the earth as two of the vampires tear their way out of the chasm like creatures pouring out of hell.
You hear muffled screams and shouts. The dull thud of hysterical footsteps as they rush to escape before death can seize them. You hear David's bellow roll throughout the cave, crashing over the screams from the horrified children. The loud chaos of it all grows dim - distant as they're no doubt running up the mouth of the cave while Paul's laugh rings out from somewhere far away.
It makes you jump when a pair of hands smooth over your shoulders, light like a caress, but you can still feel a heavy tremble run through the fingers. A voice hums out, cooing softly to hush you when a strangled sob wrangles out from your body. The way they handle you is delicate, softly turning you over onto your hip and lifting you up to cradle you against their chest as though you might shatter into a million pieces otherwise. Breathing past the wet iron to try and notice the traces of spice and earth and musk.
It was Dwanye. You try to say his name, but your throat tightens, choking on blood. You can feel his fingers grip your bicep, holding you still and you know that he's looking at the stake punctured deep in your flesh. His hold is nowhere close to the to the wound and yet it flares pain across your nerves, making you twist in his arms while a gutted sob wracks from your body.
"I know, I know, love. I know,but I have to take it out" he says into your hair. It's difficult to hear his voice past the roaring in your ears, but once the words make it past the hum. It's like you can feel the agony already, simmering and slicing across your fried nerves like the edge of razor blades.
“Marko! I’m gonna need your help. ” He calls and you can hear another person coming. And then a gloved hand is cradling your face. The glove was cold against your skin as the hand tilts your head back from where it was tucked against Dwayne’s shoulder. It makes your lashes flutter, and you have to force yourself to keep your eyes open with how heavy they've grown, weighing heavy and threatening to slip closed.
“If we don’t remove it. You’ll die baby.” Marko says. There's a protest lodged somewhere in your mouth, slick from the blood and caught on a broken gasp, but you don't have time try and voice it.
“I’m gonna hold her still you pull it out.” Dwanye says as his grip around you tightens. Marko nods, gripping the stake in his hand and pulls. You want to scream, but there's no air left in your lungs for you to do so, and all that makes it out is a ragged, splintered gasp.
Scorching hot pain pours in your veins as he rips the wood from your shoulder. It slices ribbons up your spine, feeling bone deep and white-hot, acid lashing up your muscles.You thrash in Dwayne’s lap, the grip around you tightening and pinning you against his chest. Marko continues to pull the stake from your shoulder, and there’s hardly any relief once its out. The damage it's done is still agonizing, coiling through your muscles. It's as though the flesh on your back has been flayed.
You can faintly hear the clatter of the stake hitting the stone walls. As the two fuss over you, David and Paul rush back into the area where your bed is.
“How is she?” There's a rawness to his voice, a breathless edge despite the non-necessity of breathing.
“She needs to feed.” Dwanye says. “She won’t make it to sundown.”
David stalks forward while dragging his nail across his wrist. He kneels beside your bed and presses his wrist against your lips. You clasp your fingers around his arm, digging into the aged leather of his jacket. Your teeth bury themselves into his arm as his blood pours down your throat. You feel a hand stroking your head as you feed on his blood. Life floods back into you with each gulp, syrupy and warm. The hole made in the split meat and torn flesh of your back begins to mend in a sluggish process, stunted. You’re cradled protectively between Dwayne and David as Paul and Marko hover around the two.
Paul leans over and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.
"Did you get them?" Dwayne asks.
The thick silence that follows gives Marko and Dwayne their answer. And twin snarls rip out of their throats.
“They’re dead.”
“And they will be. They will be.” David says with a snarl.
“Marko when nightfall hits I want you and Dwayne to go hunt. She’ll need an actual feeding and we’ll need our full strength.” David says as he continues to stroke your hair, letting you have your fill of his blood. He wanted to make sure your wound was healed.
“Paul you’ll be staying here with her while we go take care of the little pests.” Paul nods as he sits on the edge of your bed by your head.
“They’ll regret touching our mate.” They all say as your wound completely healed and you pulled away from David’s wrist sagging against Dwayne as exhaustion took over. The boys continued to plan their attack as you fell into a deep sleep.
i adore you and your mind
Random Lost Boys Headcannons
David- The king of side eye
The rest of the boys adopted David’s side eyeing habit
People can usually feel it when one of the boys are side eyeing them
Marko and Paul would’ve loved watching Jersey Shore
Paul would’ve done the Jersey Shore fist pump
“You start at the bottom! Then work your way up!” -Paul
The boys avoid Star at all costs if she’s on her period
But they will tease her from afar about it
Marko goes out of his way to make babies cry when he sees them in public
Dwayne gets baby fever
Dwayne likes to hold random people’s babies on the boardwalk
Paul once went on a boardwalk ride while chewing on tobacco and he threw up everywhere
Paul has 🍃 connections
Marko one time got his cheek pinched and called a cutie by some girl on the boardwalk
And that’s how Marko discovered his weakness for pet names
Star had to ask the boys to get her pads and they came back with panty liners and jumbo tampons
Cue Star’s blank staring as her eyes got progressively watery
David has a disdain for vomit. Any other bodily fluid is fine, but vomit is a sure fire way to get David grossed out
The boys give Star major ick
Star’s ick reaction is blankly looking at the culprit up and down before moving away from them
Dwayne likes 60s music still and will occasionally listen to it in private
Paul owns a bunch of cassettes of mostly metal
All the cassettes were stolen and Paul proudly plays them from his also stolen boombox.
Marko trained his pigeons to shit on command
They all got pelted with pigeon shit after a training mishap
Marko was not allowed to say the word shit after that
i was thinking abt this for a while
so i found two silly school works i did last year (one the matrix and one TLB)
Not even a Brazilian could read my writing
TLB ONE READS:
Paul: Star is at the beach,
David: Ah! Marko went there a few days ago.
At the beach
(wave sounds, then sudden rain. Star gets surprised and starts running for shelter.)
Back at the cave
Marko: DAVID! It started raining, how is this happening? Star said it wouldn't!
(David sighs and thinks: "Jesus Christ, Marko,")
David: Okay, let me explain again,
(literally a block of text explaining how the rain forms and stuff, then more rain sounds)
Marko: Ohhh.. Understood!
David: ... No problem Marko.
Mike: Ah, i wanted to know where Star was :3
(Dwayne, hanging from somewhere, comes down and yells while David laughs)
Dwayne: AT THE BEACH, MIKE!
MAKING ME CRINGE AUSGSHFEWHHA
the matrix one is literally the scene where the knock knock thing happens and those dudes call him for the party and my drawing skills are sheet
anyways bye
I'm feeling inspired, so I wanna ask if anybody would take me up on my offer if I were open to taking requests for The lost boys. Like, I know my writing isn't the best and I'm Super slow, but I still wanna know if anyone's interested.
The lost boys + Star and their TALL s/o
How I think the lost boys + Star would react to a tall!gn!reader who likes to wear platforms even though they're already above average height (I'm talking 6'2/6'3 at LEAST)
Marko : its a love/hate relationship. don't get me wrong he loves you a lot but he’s already shorter than all the other boys and he can get insecure about it. but as long as you reassure him that you like him the way he is, all is good. please let him try on all of your platforms, he like to pretend he’s tall. he loves when bend down to kiss him and when you engulf him wile cuddling.
Paul : he equates your height with strength, so if he jumps on you, don't be surprised. He has made the 'climb you like a tree' comment more than once. PLEASE wear matching platforms with him, he will be putty in your hands.
Dwayne : it's different for him.hes used to being taller than or tallest of most. But he loves getting to lean on you when you have you higher platforms on and you tower over him. Without them, your the same height so he is all over you, being touchy enough for the both of you.
David : he didn't think he would like having s/o taller than him. That was, until he met you. Cause not only are you someone he actually likes, but you also intimidate people with your very presence. As long as no one says anything about you having to bend down to kiss him. (He won't let you kiss him again for another week)
Star : star acts like she doesn't care all that much, but you can tell she LOVES your hight. You being so much bigger than her makes her feel safe. Plus she always liked the tall partner + short partner dynamic. Please pick her up and/or carry her around
Gifts from the lost boys + Star
Types of gifts and things I think the boys and Star would get you and why
Marko : he likes to get you whatever he finds, wherever. rocks, soda tabs, sea shell, you name it. one time he gave you a DOG COLLER that he stole off some poor puppy. but don't get me wrong as random as most his gifts are, some of them are VERY nice. plus, all the gifts have meaning to them.
Paul : he is a kleptomaniac. everything he he's ever gotten you has been stolen or pick pocketed in some way. one time he gave one of David's earrings IN FONT OF HIM, luckily David knew it wasn't your doing so you only had to watch as Paul got absolutely DRAGED. god forbid you look at anything for more than 3 second, because he will swipe it (swiper, no swiping ass)
Dwayne : he likes to spoil you. he'll get you brand new, EXPENCIVE things. you have no idea how he gets this stuff and if you ask he wont tell you. so just learn to accept in, because who doesn't like nice things.
David : his gifts are unexpected. sometime it will be something super nice, like a book you mentioned you wanted to read. other time its not so nice, like the necklace he gave you, that he denies he got off one of his victims. even though its still covered in blood.
Star : she is super sentimental. she makes sure that every little thing she gives you is either hand made by her or has some sort of personal meaning between the both of you. she once used an ENTIRE bracelet making kit on you (Marko was not happy about this)
Rock'n Riptide
Poly!lost boys x Goth!mermaid!gn!reader
Got this idea a little while ago while swimming. It's honestly just me as a mermaid, but anyways....tell me what you think. And tell me if I should consider taking requests! Thank you and enjoy
Moving to Santa Carla was a big thing for you. You hadn't been here since the last time you came to visit your grandma, years ago. But now the house you had so many good memories of her in is all yours. Since you just got out of college, a house that you fully own isn't a bad start.
Even though it's across country from your whole family in Ocean city, Maryland.(another sunny beach town on the east coast) For as long as you could remember you mom would tell you the stories of how 'our kind need to stay by the sea, so we can always follow when it calls'. So Santa Carla was the perfect place, that you just had to re-learn to love.
After a week and a half of unpacking, job hunting and settling. You had found a job at a local alternative store, and you started in a few days. So you decided to have some fun while you still could, and go to the boardwalk.
You had forgotten how much you love the Boardwalk, Because you fit in with all the freaks and weirdos here. You were wearing ripped black jeans, a band-T you cropped yourself, black calf high boots with purple laces, and a black denim jacket with a painting of your family crest you did yourself too. You had a choker on, a few rings and bracelets, and you did your hair and makeup how you always do.
Moving through the heavy crowd, your senses were in full action. You could see all the bright lights, hear music somewhere in the distance, and feel the excitement in the air. But above all, you could smell the ocean air. The waves wafting the smell over you and making you feel right at home.
In the midst of all the fun, you hadn't noticed the two blonds tailing you. That was until you caught the shorter one staring, then immediately caught the twisted sister looking one staring too. Feeling playful as always, you ducked into the crowd, turned a few corners, and lead them right into a dead end. They couldn't understand it, they could have sworn they sall you turn into this ally.
"Looking for someone?" You said a smirk playing at your features. Now that you were up close, you could tell they weren't human.
"Just the rock'n Goth we saw just a second ago...do you know where they went?"
"That depends...what do you want with said rock'n Goth?"
“Well I'm Marko and this is Paul" Marko piped up “and we just wanna show you a fun time!"
"Well then, how could I say no to an offer like that, I'm y/n by the way"
The three of you made your way back to the Boardwalk, where you proceeded to raise absolute hell together. After a few hours, they dragged you over to their bikes. Where their two other friends and a little boy they had told you about. 'David, Dwayne, and Laddie' you thought to yourself.
David gave both the blonds at your sides a look of questioning. but all he got back was a look of ‘can we keep them!?!’. he would never admit it, but in that moment he was beat and he knew it. there was no getting rid of you.
it didn't take long for your friendship with the boys to turn into more. you spend almost every night with them and its nothing but fun. even when you have to work late the boys are there at your job to visit distract you. the only reason your boss doesn't mind is because they only come in at night.
after a while you piece together that they're vampires. you don't confront them about this, you want them to be comfortable enough to tell you themselves. that and you understood, you had a secret that you wanted to, but couldn't share.
as a mermaid showing someone your tail and swimming with them is an incredibly intimate thing. you wanted to share that experience with your boys, who you love so much. but you had to be sure of our decision before you did.
luckily you wouldn't have to wait for the conformation you needed, for long. the boys were happily surprised to hear that you already knew they were vampires. before they could offer you to turn, you asked them to meet you on the beach, late the next night. when you left the cave right after, the boys didn't know how to feel but they couldn't refuse you.
the boys were anxious and curious the whole night on the boardwalk, wondering what you had in store for them. after the boardwalk had closed, the boys walked out onto the beach. after a minute of looking they saw you, far down the beach. you were sitting on a large rock with the light of the moon illuminating the silhouette of your upper half.
the closer they walked to you the more they couldn't believe their eyes. there you were, your long tail of all black scales with streaks of shimmering gold, displayed in all its glory. in this moment you were even more breath taking to them ever, and then you turned to them, eyes the same striking gold color.
when they reached you they were speechless so they let you speak. you explained to them what you were and they didn't make a noise the whole time, untill you were done.
“can i touch it?” Paul said right before Dwayne smacked him upside the head.
You giggled "yes you can touch my tail just please be gental."
One by one they all reached out and placed a hand on your tail. With Carefull caressing they admired your scales up close.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time. Tell you guys everything, show you my tail and I would be honored if you would go for a swim with me." You spoke with confidence hiding the fear you were really feeling.
"How could we refuse?" David words soothed all your fears at once.
You could feel the excitement building in you, as the boys quickly stripped to swim with you. Diving into the water, the boys close behind you, there was nothing in the world that could make you happier. Vampires don't really need air so you didn't have to worried about it, while you swam the night away.
Sent marking the lost boys + Star
How the boys and Star would react to you going up to them and rubbing up them to mark them with your sent ( NOT PISSING ON THEM )
No pronouns used
I %100 think they would do this to you first, but anyway...
Marko : is so confused. He thought you were coming over to cuddle with him so he opened his arms to you. But then you just started aggressively rubbing your skin on his, without a word. After like a minute you walked away and he was left there thinking 'what just happened?!?!'.(he looked to the others for an answer but they were all distracted by other things to see it happen)
Paul : is as horny as always.🙄 at first he's confused but figures it's a sexual thing so he lets it happen. He tries to do something back to return the favor but you shut him down. So he just tries his best to enjoy the attention from you. Then you walk away like nothing happened and he decides its best to not ask questions. ( seeing paul accept what happened so fast makes Marko even more confused)
Dwayne : likes it. It only takes him a second to figure out what your doing and he likes it. He thinks it sweet that you love them enough to mark what's yours. He enjoys every second of it but when you try to walk away he stops you. You think you can sent mark him and just walk away? Nope. He's pulling you into his lap holding you there with a bear trap like grip. Your cuddling for the rest of the night
David : is competitive. He lets you mark him for all of 2 seconds before he stops you and starts to sent mark you harder. You don't let that stop you, so you try harder as well. It looks absolutely ridiculous, but by the end you both smell equally like the other. Satisfied you walk away, but expect him to sent mark you alot more now that he knows your doing it to them.
Star : is ticklish. You walk up to her and within a few seconds all you can hear is her laughter echoing throughout the cave. She's also curious 🤔 so when your done she'll be the only one to ask you what you did and why. Once your done explaining it to her, she gets excited and asks to mark you back. You happily ablige her and laugh too as you feel just ticklish.
Horror movie marathon with Marko
Marvel movie marathon with Paul
Crime show binge with David
True crime binge with Dwayne
Cartoon network binge with laddie
Reality show binge with star
I consider biting a form of expressing love, So I have Bitten all of the boys.
1st I bit Paul on his upper arm and he just looked at me with the most confused look for the longest
2nd I bit Marko on the fore arm, without skipping a beat he bit me back and we got weird looks from people on the board walk around us
3rd I bit Dwayne on the hand, after making it look like I was going to give it a kiss. Now he does this every time I see him.
4th I bit David on th shoulder, after he made the mistake of giving me a piggyback ride on the board walk
Thinking about how I was just minding my business one day and now I want nothing more than to be in a poly relationship with 4 (dead) vampires from the 80's
guilty feet have got no rhythm or whatever
Do bilingual people actually think different languages than they speak?
The boys talking about Marko at some point
the lost boys but it’s just david bullying star exactly how peter bullies meg in family guy
Decided to draw Marko Last night, lowkey like this drawing style.
(Please ignore that his jacket is just squiggly lines)
Nothing. And I mean NOTHING. Can ever out hot the carousel scene from The Lost Boys
Merry Christmas Eve guys!!!!❤️❤️❤️
The lost boys movie recap:
My little Gay, Abortion, Slut, and Big dick boys
Not a Drabble, just a funny little bit of dialog I’m not sure I will fit into a story.
[Michael, having stared at Dwayne for several minutes, clears his throat. Dwayne looks up from the book he is thumbing through on the couch.]
Dwayne: Spit it out.
Michael: Why don’t you ever wear a shirt?
[Dwayne gives Marko an accusatory once-over.]
Dwayne: A rat keeps eating them.
Imagine you hand them a sword, who wields it best?
Note: This is not for a fic, I just want to know what the community thinks.
MAMA (DAVID) A HORSE BEHIND U 🫵
QUESTION— ps. unhinged answers completely acceptable.
What do y’all think the Lost Boys did to warrant getting banned from Max’s video store?
100% agree with this
i was thinking abt this for a while
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A/a/n: Please feel free to make requests from any of these fandoms. I try to write for as many characters as I can; romantic, platonic, etc. I also have many more fandoms, so if yall have any other fandoms yall would like me to write then by all means don’t be afraid to message me. Because I really need something to do in my spare time. ;)