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mistysimpingandspam · 7 months

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We’ll Meet Again (Poly!Yandere!Lost Boys x Reader) PART 2

plot: the forced turning of the reader.

WARNINGS: yandere stuff, mostly david centered so this one is for the david gals, forced turning, forced eating/drinking of blood, self-induced vomiting, i get kinda descriptive w it for some reason LMAO i apologize, david is fucking SADISTIC on this one, like i made him scary, stockholm syndrome

Your head felt as if it were full of lead as you slowly opened your eyes. The damp smell that lingered in the air was all too familiar, and the realization sent a shock of panic through you.

You were back in the cave.

“Oh, fuck…” You whispered quietly, tears welling up in your eyes. Your breathing quickened and you frantically checked your surroundings, only to be met with the walls of the secluded area of the cave.

The fear in your system quickly became overwhelmed with rage. All of the effort you put into escaping ended up being all for nothing. You yelled out in anger, hot tears streaming down your face.

Footsteps approached, and you knew who it was. You didn’t need to guess. As they entered the room, you turned your back, refusing to look at them.

“They’re awake!” Paul’s happy-go-lucky voice rang out, and you felt as though you were going to be sick. His voice always brought butterflies to your stomach, and, regrettably, you felt them as he called out in excitement. Holding your ground, you glued your eyes to the wall, not blinking.

“Baby…” Marko spoke next in a sing-song voice. You pictured his beautifully sculpted face hitting you with that signature smirk, and your heartbeat increased a bit. Your eyes traveled to the corner of the room, where you saw a beautiful canvas painting of yourself leaning against the wall. Marko had gifted it to you as a way to try to make peace. In the beginning, you rejected it, but in this dark room alone, you’d found yourself spending a good amount of time staring at the beautiful details. He always made the eyes so realistic, like they were following you…

A hand on your shoulder made you jolt. Wiping your tears away with your sleeve, you quickly looked over your shoulder to see who it was. Dwayne. Your eyes focused back on the wall, and you felt his hand give a soft squeeze. You knew he was trying to be sympathetic in his own way, but you still shrugged him off, curling in on yourself.

“Get out.” You spoke quietly. “All of you. I don’t want to see any of your faces, unless you’re here to let me go. Are you?” Silence. “That’s what I thought. Now get the fuck out.”

“Don’t speak to us that way.” The sound of heavy boots got closer, and you felt your stomach drop. David walked around you to where you were facing, and your gaze dropped the second he came into view, now staring at your lap. A leather clad hand roughly grabbed your face, forcing your chin up. “Look at me.” With a shaky breath, your eyes met his and unintentionally shuddered. How could you not with eyes like his?

You don’t know where it came from, but a pang of defiance ran through you, and without thinking, you gathered up a mouthful of saliva and spat directly at the vampire, hitting him just below the left eye.

The silence that followed was deafening. It seemed like the entire room was holding its breath. David’s expression didn’t change as his other hand wiped the spit away.

“I guess we’ll be doing this the hard way.” His tone had the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. David’s blue eyes looked over your shoulder to where the blondes were standing. “Marko, get the bottle.”

Those four words hit you as if you were struck by lightning. Instantly, you turned to get up and run, but David was too quick. He pulled you off the ground and slammed your back against the wall so hard you were scared he’d knocked the wind out of you. You were pinned against the wall by your throat, completely trapped.

“NO!” You shrieked as you saw Marko retreat back into the cave. “PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T!”

Paul and Dwayne looked over at each other. Your cries were excruciating to hear. But, in the end, they knew what had to be done in order for you to be their mate.

Marko made his reappearance, the intricate glass bottle in his hands. Your eyes fell on it, and a feeling of utter hopelessness ran through you. David gestured with his other hand to the boy, and the blonde approached the group leader.

“Marko, please…” You begged, shaking in fear. “Don’t…” He looked over at you, and you saw it. The hesitation. He saw how scared you were, and, to your horror, the brief look of sympathy was quickly replaced with an evil sneer. Marko flipped the top open, and handed it to David.

“GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!” You screamed at him, flailing as hard as you could against David’s grip. “FUCK YOU! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? YOU SON OF A-”

The opening of the bottle was pushed past your lips, the glass uncomfortably clinking against your teeth as you thrashed. Instantly, the bitter, metallic taste of blood hit your tastebuds and you sputtered, accidentally dribbling blood down the corners of your mouth. David’s eyes bored into yours as you drank. You felt like you were drowning with the liquid being forced down your throat, and tears fell in fat drops as you tried to breathe through your nose.

After a few seconds, David pulled the bottle from your mouth, lightly catching some of the blood that had escaped with the rim of the glass. You glared at him with all of the anger you could feel, not breaking eye contact.

It all happened in slow motion. Thinking fast, you managed to lift your leg and land a blow to his shin. The grip on your throat released quickly, and you saw behind David that Paul and Dwayne were quick to cross the room behind David to get to you, Marko closing in on your right. Your eyes fell to the blonde closest to you, and you quickly stuck your palm out, stiff-arming him right in the sternum to hold him off. Your right wrist screamed with pain from the sudden blow, and you curled down in on yourself. With a prayer to some deity above that the boys wouldn’t kill you for your next action, you stuck your left index, middle, and ring fingers down your throat, hitting your gag reflex. In an instant, you felt the bile crawl up your throat and you fell onto your already aching wrist for support as you vomited all over your fingers, David’s shiny black boots and the floor around him and in front of you.

You felt a grip on your hair that put everything back into normal speed, and you only triggered your gag reflex with more intensity, the diner meal you’d eaten combined with the blood you’d just ingested spilling on your already filthy hand and down the front of your shirt. Your hand was harshly ripped from your mouth, vomit dripping off of it as your arms were forced behind your back. Seeing that Marko, David, and Paul stood in front of you, you knew that Dwayne was the one holding you still.

The boys that were visible all had expressions of varying anger and disgust. Paul looked ready to retch himself, Marko was rubbing the center of his chest with a glare on his face, and David…

Pure. Fury.

He’d changed into his vampire form, his haunting yellow eyes looking ready to rip your head off. Your anger made you bold as you tilted your chin up and you stared him down, refusing to blink. Despite his terrifying appearance, David’s tone was calm, cool, and collected.

“You really think we’d let you get away with that?”

Your blood turned to ice. It was the same tone he’d used right before knocking you out and abducting you. Despite the disgusting aftertaste in your mouth, you swallowed in fear. Maintaining eye contact, you tried to pull your arms out of Dwayne’s hold, but his grip was like iron. Your breathing became shaky as David took a step forward.

“Pull something like that again, or resist in any way, and I’ll have Dwayne snap your arms like fucking twigs.” David’s gaze went to the brunet’s behind you. “Maybe do one, just to teach them a lesson.”

To your surprise, Dwayne, who’s usually the peacemaker of the group, adjusted one of his hands right around your elbow, ready to follow through with David’s request. Your eyes became the size of dinner plates and you instinctively shrieked in fear.

“Or…” David seemed to completely ignore your cries, and Dwayne halted his actions. “We can REALLY make sure you never leave.” David reached into the pocket of his trench coat and pulled out the switchblade you’d bought before getting on the train. “(Y/n), did you know the Achilles tendon is a very important part of the body? It’s a big part in helping you do things like walk, run, all sorts of stuff.” Your heartbeat was pounding in your ears as he dragged the flat of the blade against your cheek. “Would be a shame if it were slashed… It sounds like it would be dreadfully painful to experience. Excruciating, even.”

He still maintained that calm voice, despite his words, chilling you to the bone. Despite trembling from head to toe, you held your ground.

“I’ll give you one last chance.” David said. “Fight back, and I won’t hesitate to slit your Achillies tendons. Both of them.” Your nostrils flared as you exhaled. “Will you comply?” With an internal sigh of defeat, you nodded.

With that, the two blondes closed in on either side of you, all four of them standing around you. David gripped your chin and tilted your head up, pouring the blood down your throat. It took everything in you not to cry again. You didn’t want your fear to show. Paul must’ve read your mind, and he brought his hand up to run through your hair as you drank.

At last, David pulled the bottle away, and before you could spit out the blood, he clamped a hand over your nose to ensure that you swallowed. The rest of the guys cheered quietly. David let your nose go and caressed your cheek.

“You’re nearly there.” He said. “After your first kill, you’ll fully be one of us.”

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OOOO IM THINKIN A PART THREE WHERE READER GETS THEIR FIRST KILL, AND MAYBE EVEN A PART FOUR W SMUT ? ¿ idk i’m getting too ahead of myself-

#the lost boys x reader #the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys gang #kiefer sutherland #billy wirth #brooke mccarter #alex winter #poly!lost boys x reader

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britany1997 · 1 year

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The Lost Boys Masterlist

Rules: Read Before Requesting:)

Fluff-💖 Spice/Smut- ❤️‍🔥 Angst-🖤

(Other characters I write for masterlists linked at the end)

Fics and Blurbs:

Poly:

Stargazing with the Lost Boys Poly! Lost Boys x GN reader 💖

Cuddling with the Lost Boys Poly! Lost Boys x GN reader 💖

Shared Interests Poly! Lost Boys x Lesbian reader 💖

Vampires Everywhere Poly! Lost boys x GN Vampire reader 💖

Hot Vampires in Your Area Poly! Lost Boys x GN Vampire Reader ❤️‍🔥 (follow up to Vampires Everywhere)

Hot Vampires In Your Area Poly! Lost boys x GN Vampire Reader (Part 3 to Vampires Everywhere)❤️‍🔥

The Sun Rises Poly! Lost boys x Fem! depressed reader 💖🖤

Quali-tea Time Poly! Lost boys and Laddie 💖

Rev Your Engines Poly! Lost boys x Motorcycle Expert GN Reader 💖

Let’s Motor Poly! Lost boys x Motorcycle Expert GN Reader 💖 (Part 2 to Rev Your Engines)

Cult Classic Poly! Lost boys x GN reader that’s like Pelle from midsommer 🖤 (part 2)(upcoming)

Queer Eye with the Vampire Guys Poly! Lost boys x GN reader💖

Purrfect Night Poly! Boys x Male catlike reader💖

If You Give A Vampire A Cookie Poly! Boys x GN Reader who owns a bakery💖

Birthday Request Masterlist🎂💖

Paul:

Paul and Fishy Masterlist 💖

The Big Bad Wolf ❤️‍🔥 Paul x Fem! Reader

Sharing is Caring Paul x GN reader x Dwayne💖

Spellbound Paul x Trad Goth GN Reader💖

Fallen For You Paul x Fem Angel Reader🖤

Hungry Like The Wolf Paul x Fem Reader ❤️‍🔥 (Part 2 to The Big Bad Wolf)

Starry-Eyed Lovers Paul x GN reader 🖤💖

Sticky Fingers Paul x GN Reader 💖

Passenger Princess Paul x Fem Reader x Marko❤️‍🔥

Pinned Marko x GN reader x Paul❤️‍🔥

Bad Boy Dom Dwayne x Sub Paul❤️‍🔥

Every Breath You Take Yandere Paul x fem reader 🖤💖

Signed, Sealed, Delivered…I’m Yours Paul x GN Selkie Reader 💖

Dwayne:

Use Your Words Dwayne x Male Reader ❤️‍🔥

Creature Comfort David x Dwayne centric 🖤💖

Everything Now David x Dwayne ❤️‍🔥 (Part 2 to C.C.)

Supersymmetry Dwayne x GN Reader x David ❤️‍🔥 (Part 3 to C.C.)

Sharing is Caring Paul x GN reader x Dwayne 💖

Lay Like This Forever Dwayne x Fem! Reader ❤️‍🔥💖

Bad Boy Dom Dwayne x Sub Paul❤️‍🔥

Each Night Before You Go To Bed Dwayne x GN Reader💖

Man of Your Midsummer Night’s Dreams Dwayne x GN Fae Reader💖

Marko:

Passenger Princess Paul x Fem Reader x Marko❤️‍🔥

Pinned Marko x GN Reader x Paul❤️‍🔥

David:

Creature Comfort David x Dwayne centric 🖤💖

Everything Now David x Dwayne ❤️‍🔥 (part 2 to C.C.)

Supersymmetry Dwayne x GN Reader x David❤️‍🔥 (Part 3 to C.C.)

Male Manipulator 🖤 Modern Toxic David x GN reader

Love Marks Jealous! Toxic! David x GN Reader❤️‍🔥🖤

Style Icon David x Male Reader 🖤💖

Hand in Unloveable Hand Poly! Lost boy x Male Reader (David centric) 🖤

His Favorite Boy David x Transmasc reader💖

A Dragon’s Tail David x Male Dragon Reader💖

Michael:

Deep in the Heart of Texas Southern Michael x GN Reader fic ❤️‍🔥

Sunkissed Poolboy Michael x Fem Rich Reader ❤️‍🔥 (collab)

Star:

You Mystify Me Star x Banshee Fem Reader💖

Multi-Chapter Fics:

Fate Yields For No One Masterlist Poly! Lost boys x Max’s daughter reader

Headcanons:

TLB Headcanons Masterlist

Non-Lost Boys Fics:

Buffy The Vampire Slayer Masterlist

Stranger Things Masterlist

Tyler Masterlist (Thrashin)

Anakin Skywalker Masterlist (Star Wars)

And more to come!

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb #tlb 1987 #david lost boys #dwayne lost boys #marko lost boys #paul lost boys #lost boys headcanons #kiefer sutherland #billy wirth #alex winter #brooke mccarter #the lost boys fic

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nummymuffincoocolbutter · 9 months

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Happy birthday to my favorite dude, Alex Winter💗💗💗

#alex winter #bill s preston esquire #bill and ted #the lost boys marko #the lost boys #birthday #keanu reeves

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sarnie-for-varney · 8 months

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PROFESSOR PLUM

Gif from here.

#bill and ted #bnt #bill and ted's bogus journey #peter hewitt #bill s preston esquire #bill s preston esq #ted theodore logan #alex winter #keanu reeves #bill and ted memes #bnt memes #bill and ted's bogus journey memes #memes

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stargiirl27 · 9 days

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keanu and alex auditioning for bill and ted while being hot

#kissing them both on the mouth (with tongue even)#bill and ted #alex winter #keanu reeves #1980s #my gifs #im getting better dude

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misslavenderlady · 1 year

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All four of the Lost Boys were experienced singers irl.

And we did not get a single song from any of them for the movie or the soundtrack.

We. Were. ROBBED!

#The lost boys #kiefer sutherland #alex winter #billy wirth #brooke mccarter #lavender lady rambles

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losthavenmine · 1 year

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“You don’t have to beat me, Michael. You just have to try and keep up...”

The Lost Boys (1987)

#the lost boys #lost boys #lostboysedit #horror #horroredit #horrorgifs #vampires #vampireedit #moviegifs #movieedit #filmgifs #filmedit #jason patric #kiefer sutherland #alex winter #billy wirth #brooke mccarter #jami gertz

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total-lost-boys-simp · 5 months

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Water Might be Thicker Than Blood

The Lost Boys x Fém! Reader

Chapter 2

Chapter 1 / Chapter 3

Let me know if you’d like to be added to a tag list!

Day turned into night.

(Y/N) and her family spent the rest of their time on the beach and at the boardwalk. Michael was probably looking for music stores or shops that sold parts for his off-roading bike, Sam was probably just following him like a lost puppy. (Y/N) stayed with Lucy thinking it’d be the smarter option. While walking around (Y/N) noticed all of the missing posters stacked over one another on walls and powerlines. Most of the people in the posters were just teenagers, with a few adults. Before she could look at them anymore her attention was taken by a little boy in the middle of the walk way calling out,

“Mom! Mom! I can’t find my Mom!”

Lucy walked ahead of (Y/N) and up to the boy, asking, “What the matter? Are you lost?”

(Y/N) grabbed the boy’s hand and assured him, “Don’t worry little dude, let’s go find your mom.”

As she said those words she met the eyes of four tall strangers heading into a video store. There was an off putting feeling as they all gazed in her direction. Lucy started walking the same way they did into the video store. (Y/N) followed suit with the small child still in hand.

“Excuse me, I wonder if you could help us,” Lucy asked, getting the attention of the store clerk, “This little boy is lost and we were wondering if his mother might be in here?”

“Well, I don’t really know…” The tall man in glasses started.

Just then a woman came running in frantically, “Terry! I was so worried. Don’t run off, Terry,” she bawled as she knelt down hugging the boy.

“There you are,” hummed the clerk as he handed the boy a lollipop.

(Y/N) slightly tuned out for a bit during that whole debacle as she started watching the guys from earlier roam around the shop. There’s just something about them…

“And you, young lady?” The clerk asked as he held a lollipop to (Y/N)’s face.

“Oh yeah, sure… thanks.” she muttered as she took it.

The clerk wasn’t paying her much attention as he looked above her and bellowed, “I told you not to come in here anymore.”

(Y/N) whipped around now seeing the four strangers right behind her. They averted their gaze from the clerk and down to her. Their most noticeable features were their hair. One with a platinum blonde almost white, the next dawning straight dark brown hair to his shoulders, after him was a dirty blonde who looked like he was in a metal band, finally there was the shorter of the four who had a goldendoodle type of mullet. (Y/N) averted her eyes, turning back around to her mother as the boys left.

“Hey mom, I think I’m going to go for a walk,” (Y/N) said.

“Okay sweetie, just meet me back at the car,” Lucy said as she hugged her daughter.

(Y/N) walked out of the video store seeing the four guys hop on their bikes.

“You coming?” Shouted the dirty blonde rocker.

“Who, me?” (Y/N) questioned, pointing to herself.

“Yeah you!” Shouted the short curly one.

“I don’t even know you guys!” She retorted as she stepped a little closer

“Then get to know us!” The dirty blonde came again.

“...I don’t know anyone in this damned town so why not,” (Y/N) murmured as she walked up to the rocker’s bike, throwing her leg over the seat and gripping his waist.

“Hold on!” He teased as they all kicked up their bike stands.

“For wha-?” (Y/N) didn’t even finish her sentence as they zipped off at what felt like the speed of light.

For quite a few minutes they rode through the boardwalk. (Y/N)’s hair wisped around her face and flew back behind her. The cold air from the ride felt like the refreshment she needed in this unfamiliar place. She tightened her grip on her steel horse cowboy as they rounded corners and leapt off speed bumps. He always laughed in response before shouting and yelling with his friends. Finally the group stopped at a red barred fence. (Y/N) tried to regain her balance as she hopped off the bike, her legs feeling weak after the ride. The tall brunette of the group caught her by the waist before she tripped over her own two feet.

“Careful,” He said before letting her stand on her own.

“Thanks…” (Y/N) trailed, not knowing his name.

The platinum blonde stepped forward pointing out, “Dwayne, Paul, Marko,” pointing to the one who just caught her, then the one who she rode here with, and finally the one with the curly hair she kept looking back at on the ride here.

“Ah right, and you are?” She asked, wanting to know the name of her final captor.

“David,” He said as he tried to light a cigarette.

“Here,” (Y/N) said as she grabbed his hands, cupping them around the rolled paper then flicking open the zippo to burn the stick, “The wind will draw the flame away.”

David inhaled then exhaled before saying, “Thanks.”

“So little lady, what brought you to Santa Carla?” Marko asked, biting his thumb while leaning against his bike.

“Divorce,” (Y/N) answered as she crossed her arms.

“Shit, you’re divorced? You don’t look that old,” Paul said before letting out a cackle.

(Y/N) turned to the blonde in the fishnet top, “Not me, my parents….”

“Alright alright, just messin’,” He threw his hands up, “Why’d they divorce?”

“I…” She started but didn’t finish.

“You don’t have to talk about it,” Dwayne interjected, noticing her discomfort.

“Thanks, it’s still a new subject for me”

“Anyways, Stars coming,” David said, stomping out his cigarette before getting on his bike, the others following suit.

“Who’s Star?” (Y/N) asked.

“That’s Star,” Paul said, pointing behind (Y/N) towards said ‘Star’

As (Y/N) turned around, she instantly knew who they were talking about. A girl stood out from the crowd; she was thin and enchanting. Her long curly brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, bouncing and wisping in the cool night air. Her purple jeweled maxi skirt sparkled and glimmered against the lights of the boardwalk.

“She’s beautiful…” (Y/N) said in awe.

“Jealous?” Asked Marko before letting out a small laugh and a big grin.

Not even looking away from Star, (Y/N) said, “The opposite actually…”

“Come with us?” Asked David, though it felt like more of a demand than a query.

“I don’t know…”

“You don’t-“ Dwayne started but was quickly cut off by-

“Ahhh lame! C’mon girl!” Paul shouted as he jumped up and down on the seat of his motorcycle.

“Really, I would but I don’t want to worry my mom,” (Y/N) said before turning around.

When she turned to walk away she was met by amber brown eyes and a citrine tan.

“I- I…uh…I have- Hi..” (Y/N) failed to form even a sentence in front of the gorgeous woman before her.

Star was such a fitting name for someone who glows with such a luminous complexion.

Said woman looked her up and down with a despondent expression, “Hi,” she mumbled.

“Okay, look guys I really have to go but maybe I can see you again tomorrow? Same spot?” (Y/N) suggested as she started backing away from the group.

“We better see you here,” David demanded, helping Star onto the bike.

“Or what?” (Y/N) laughed at David’s words.

“Or we’re coming for ya,” Marko hissed as he squeezed the clutches of his bike.

“Tempting, we’ll see what happens,” (Y/N) decreed as she ran away.

As she ran away she could hear the roar of the motorcycles speed off behind her. (Y/N) halted her jog at the main entrance of the boardwalk.

“(Y/N)? What’re you doing with those guys?” Asked Sam as he spotted his sister.

“None of your business boy wonder,” (Y/N) cackled as she pulled her little brother into a headlock.

“You shouldn’t be hanging out with them,” Michael criticized his sister's new acquaintances.

(Y/N) looked over at her older brother, “Oh shut it Mikey, let’s just find mom…”

“Seriously (Y/N) they look like bad news!” Sam shouted, just watching out for his older sister.

Laughing, (Y/N) asked,“Shouldn’t it be me telling you two to stay out of trouble?” finding her brothers’ protective attitudes to be all too funny.

The ride ‘home’ wasn’t anything exciting, two out of three kids were absolutely shlumped and resting their heads on the window. Even in her tired state though (Y/N) should make out a small conversation happening between her mom & Michael. It sounded like a debate on whether or not he’d quit school and start working to help support the family…obviously Lucy was against it. (Y/N) tuned out the rest until they got back to their grandpa’s house. “Wake up guys, we’re here…get some rest in your new rooms,” Lucy said in a kind and quiet voice.

Laying in bed, all (Y/N) could think about was the group of chaotic boys she met tonight. How she didn’t really have time to think about anything going on in her life while she was with them. Everything was just a complete carefree joy ride even if it was just for a short couple of hours. Withe the way things have been (Y/N) wishes everyday of her life could be like that.

The next day wasn’t anything crazy (Y/N) finished unpacking her boxes. Putting up posters on walls, books on shelves, clothes in the closet, and finally she got to the small shoe box full of pictures. Some of them were of her and her friends and a couple with her partner…a total backstabbing jerk. They weren’t willing to do long distance even if they could see each other on school breaks, they said it’d be too draining so they broke up with (Y/N). The next day (Y/N) caught them kissing her best friend.

“Total prick,” (Y/N) said as she picked up the picture box and walked it downstairs. Shouting she said, “Hey grandpa!”

“Yeah kiddo?” Grandpa said as he peeked his head out from his taxidermy room.

“Uh…do you have a fireplace?” (Y/N) asked, still a little weirded out by her grandfather’s hobbies.

“I do but you ain’t usin’ it, too damn hot up here for that,” Grandpa said before shutting his doubled sliding doors.

“Okay then…” She said as she walked back upstairs.

An hour or so passed when (Y/N) got a knock on her door from her little brother. “Hey, I’m going to the boardwalk, wanna come?”

Looking up at her brother (Y/N) asked, “How’re we gonna get there?”

“Drive?” Sam said with a big grin on his face.

“That’s the real reason you want me to go with you, huh?” (Y/N) laughed.

“Well yeah, mom already left for that new job of hers.”

“Then why didn’t you just get a ride with her?”

“And get up at seven in the morning?! No way!” Same shouted.

“Okay, okay fine, jeez…” (Y/N) said as she got out of bed.

The two out of three siblings ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. “Hey grandpa we’re taking the Harvester to the boardwalk!” (Y/N) shouted. Grandpa poked his head out of his ‘laboratory’ but before he could say anything (Y/N) blurted, “I swear we’ll put gas in it, okay bye!” and ran out the door with Sam in toe.

“You made any friends down here yet?” (Y/N) asked her little brother as they drove down the streets of Santa Carla

“Not really, just some weirdos at a comic shop,” He said as he looked out the side of the old military truck.

“I’m starting to think this town is nothing but weirdos,” (Y/N) laughed as she stopped the truck in a parking lot.

“What, like the ones you were with last night?” Said taunted his older sister.

“They weren’t weirdos,” (Y/N) scoffed as she parked the old truck.

“Were too! You just wanted to make out with them so bad you didn't notice!” Sam whined as he hopped out of the truck.

“Okay Stripesy, why don’t you go to your little comic store friends,” (Y/N) before parting ways with her brother at the boardwalk.

As she walked away she could hear her little brother shout, “They’re not my friends!”

(Y/N) spent most of the daytime playing games and going on rides, She can confidently say that the mini-golf here was better than the one at Golf n’ Stuff back in Phoenix… mostly because it wasn't outside in the scorching sun. Speaking of the sun, (Y/N) took this chance to sit on the beach and watch the sun lower itself over the horizon. I guess I could get use to this she thought as she held her knees to her chest. Once it was a little darker (Y/N) headed over to the video store figuring she could catch Lucy at the end of her shift.

Coming up on the store, (Y/N) poked her head into the entrance but before she could greet her mom she was met by the sight of her flirting with her new boss… whatever his name was. That suit-wearing-hipster-asshole! (Y/N) knows her mom and dad were in anything but a happy marriage but to see her flirting with someone else so soon? Before she knew it (Y/N) had tears coming down her eyes. In a fit of silent rage she ran away from the store and all the way down the boardwalk to the red gates where she was the night before.

Sometime must’ve past while (Y/N) sat there on the ground crying once she heard the motorcycles roar their way up to the fence. They came screeching to a halt when Paul shouted, “Hey move out- oh it’s the chick from the other night.”

“Oh hey, sorry,” (Y/N) said as she dried her face and stood up.

“Hey, what’s the matter?” Asked Marko as he jumped off his bike.

“It’s just family stuff, sort of,” (Y/N) answered as she leaned against the fence.

“I’m going for a walk, do you want to come with? To get your mind off of things?” Asked Star as she stood in front of (Y/N)

With a smile on her face (Y/N) said, “No, I think I’ll stay behind but thanks Star…”

Star gave (Y/N) a look of sympathy before disappearing into the crowd.

“So…” Marko said, realizing neither him nor any of the boys knew the name of the girl standing with them.

“(Y/N),” she responded.

“So (Y/N) what do you want to do?” Marko went back to his question.

“I’m not sure really, I was thinking about other things so much that I didn’t really come up with anything,” (Y/N) shrugged.

“Let’s walk,” Dwayne suggested, his voice had an asserting tone but not as intense as David’s.

Letting out a small laugh (Y/N) said, “Yeah, I could go for a good walk right now.”

Just as the group was about to start walking around David threw (Y/N) his long black coat leaving him with a worn down leather jacket and a black crew shirt.

“You don’t need this?” (Y/N) asked, the answer was pretty obvious.

“You looked cold,” David said, not even looking over at (Y/N) as he tried to light the cigarette between his lips.

“I didn’t feel cold,” (Y/N) responded, lightly taunting the scruffy bleach blonde.

“Just keep it on,” David demanded.

Before any major fun happened Dwayne had introduced (Y/N) to the youngest member of the gang, Laddie. A small and shy little boy, he kind of reminded (Y/N) of Sam when he was that age. The two didn’t talk much but throughout the night he opened up a little going as far as to walk next to (Y/N) when the group was aimlessly moving through the crowds at the boardwalk.

The group walked around for a bit playing some stall games along the boardwalk and visiting the various tourist shops. At various times some of the boys would leave to do whatever, sometimes saying they were “Gonna go grab a bite”. The group settled back at the bikes, talking, laughing, just hanging out. While talking to Marko (Y/N) caught sight of two very familiar figures.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me,” she said, rolling her eyes

“Huh, what’s up?” Marko asked, à confused look on his face.

“My brother, that’s him over there with Star, no doubt he’s whipped already,” (Y/N) laughed as she leaned against the red fence.

“If that’s your brother then we should go say hello,” David insisted to the group.

Before she knew it all the boys were on their bikes, Dwayne pulling Laddie up onto his. “You should get on,” Marko suggested to (Y/N). Figuring what was about to happen she complied and swung her leg over the back of Marko’s bike before he revved it. With all said & done David smudged out his cigarette and the group rode over to where Michael & Star were.

Once the group got up to the couple it was an entirely different atmosphere. More taunting & menacing, nothing like the playful and carefree night (Y/N) was having just minutes ago. The boys surrounded Michael blocking any sort of way he had to get out on his red off-roader. That’s when he saw her, his own little sister, with these assholes?! What the hell was she thinking? Michael didn’t say anything out of visible intimidation, it’s exactly what they wanted.

“Where you going Star?” David asked, his tone sharp & assertive

Avoiding eye contact with an annoyed look on her face she answered, “For a ride, this is Michael.”

“Let’s go,” Michael said, grabbing her hand to guide her onto his bike.

“Star,” David said, expectantly.

The three shared glances with one another for a good few seconds before Star finally walked over to David and got on his bike. What the hell is this? (Y/N) thought, completely confused by the change in everyone’s attitudes. This was completely conflicting because while (Y/N) was having a great time…it looks like her brother will have the worst.

“You know where Hudson’s Bluff is, overlooking the point?” David asked Michael

With a you’re kidding me look on his face Michael answered, “I can’t beat your bike.”

In a teasing and demeaning tone David said, “You don’t have to beat me Michael, y’just have to try n’ keep up.”

As if there was some unspoken agreement to the situation the boys started their bikes. Marko took one hand off the bars & placed it over (Y/N)‘s interlocked fingers before zipping off. “Make sure you’re holding on real tight!” He shouted over his shoulder. “Oh trust me, I am!” (Y/N) said, burying her face into his patch work jacket to avoid the sand being kicked up.

And off they went.

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I don't remember my full request Bestie for reasons 🌿, but Yandere Marko smutnesss PLS??

Take Me, I'm Yours

Pairing: Yandere!Marko x Fem!Reader

TW: NSFW/Smut/MDNI, cursing, yandere behaviors, possessive behaviors, mentions of murder, mentions of fucking in front of corpses, (p in v) sex, name-calling (whore), marking kink, biting kink, choking, blood drinking

The mixed sounds of monstrous growls and skin slapping can be heard echoing throughout your nest. If anyone were to walk into the cave, they would think that you were getting murdered.

However, it wasn't you that was currently being murdered.

Marko had you pinned against the soft fabrics of blankets and quilts in your nest. Your face pressed into the pillows with your back arched as Marko continued to ram into your soft walls.

“Yeah, you fucking like that, don’t you? You love having my cock deep in your pussy.” He growled out, yellow eyes laser-focused on his cock slipping in and out of your tight heat. Your pussy coating his cock in a thick sheen of wetness, making the slide that much sweeter.

You know how jealous your vampire mate can be, especially when men continuously think that they could take you away from him. Marko was always a passionate lover, even more so when he last got jealous he fucked you into the sand surrounded by the bloodied corpses of humans that fucked around and found out.

"I’ll fuck you as many times as I can," Marko promised sadistically, his claws threatening to slice the delicate skin of your hips.” Until people know that you’re fucking mine.”

"I-I’m yours, baby." You moaned breathlessly, continuing to feel his cock brush against your tight heat. You grasped the blankets, feeling yourself slipping into bliss. “Y-Yours…”

You knew you were starting to become cock-drunk, coherent thoughts slipping from your mind and turning into mush. All your mind could conquer was the slinging from the brutal slaps to your backside as his pelvis smacked against your ass.

“That’s fucking right.” He slowed slightly, causing you to whine helplessly from the change of pace. You were so close to releasing and Marko decided you needed a little more teasing. He proceeded to give you one last slam of his hips, keeping his cock warm inside your velvet walls as he stilled.

“M-Marko…” You whined weakly, moving your hips against his pelvis which Marko quickly reprimanded. His claws dug into your hips, roughly pulling your ass back against him, causing you to moan loudly. Bruises were starting to form besides your older ones, decorating your flesh in his sadistic love. “M-More.”

“Nuh uh.” He replied, allowing himself to pull a hand away in order to possessively caress your smooth flesh protecting your spin. His nails lightly brushed against your spine, leaving behind thin red scratches.

He loved marking you, his instincts screaming for him to claim you so no other disgusting creature could try touching you again. He will kill them and continue killing as long as you remain by his side.

“Beg for me, my dove.” He demanded, returning his hand onto your hip, hooking his fingers and keeping you from moving. Even still, you continued to squirm, panting like the whore he loved so much. “If you beg enough, I’ll let you cum, sweet girl.” He promised, darkly.

“P-Please fuck me, baby.” You whispered pathetically, tears gathering in your eyes from the head of his cock brushing against your sweet spot. “I-I wanna be a good girl, I wanna cum for you.”

“You are a good girl, my good girl.” He cooed in return, rewarding you with short, deep thrusts. “But you need to be better than that, beg more and I’ll even fill you up with my fucking cum.”

“Please, f-fuck me, I’m yours! I’m only yours, only you can love and fuck me so good!” You cried out, sniffling and wiggling your hips. “They’re not my fucking mate…the one that protects me and spills blood for me, nobody can c-compete with you.”

Marko was shocked, feeling electricity traveling into his stomach, causing his cock to swell even more. He growled, eyes darkening possessively as he smirked wickedly. “That’s it, baby.”

Roughly, he smacked your ass and resumed his rough pace.

You screamed, feeling the head of his cock smack against your cervix, causing you to produce more slick that dripped down his cock. His pace became sloppy, your flowing juices making him smack into you rougher.

“I-I’m so close!” You cried, the coil within your stomach tightening and threatening to snap.

Marko moaned, reaching out to grab your throat and pull you against him, hovering over you. Your back was pressed against his lean chest, hand gripping your throat deliciously. His strength was surely something to not overlook. You could barely breathe, but you fucking loved it.

“You’re my mate, my fucking whore!” He growled, cheek pressed against your own as he placed rough and wet kisses against your jawline. He grunted before reaching around you, roughly rubbing your clit, avoiding hurting you with his nails. He always loved missing pain with pleasure.

“C-Can I cum?” You panted, voice barely escaping from his tight grip against your throat, but Marko heard you all the same.

“Cum for me, baby.” He replied, granting you permission you’ve needed to hear. With another cry, you felt the coil release and you felt yourself cumming against his cock, showering it in your cum.

Claim her. Fucking Claim her. His instincts screamed.

His yellow eyes focused on your throat, the delicious smell of your blood and arousal made his vampire instincts go haywire. His panted, his fangs grazing against the side of your neck and he could no longer resist.

His fangs pierced into your throat, causing you to scream in a mix of pain and pleasure, your vision going blurry as he continued fucking into you. With your blood coating his mouth, he felt the need to fill you up. With a few more rough thrusts, he slammed into your ass, his cum shooting out and coating your sweet pussy.

The intense pleasure was too much for you to bear. Within a second, you found yourself slipping away. The last thing you could hear was Marko pulling out and leaning over you, brushing your sweaty hair away from your face.

“You’re my everything…”

The last thing you knew, you were unconscious.

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