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in3ptbean · 3 years

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𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆

Lost Boys x Reader

Platonic

Summary: You’ve lived in Santa Carla your entire life, yet you never stepped foot on the boardwalk. After meeting the boys, you now know why your parents have been painting such a violent image of the California beach town.

Warnings: The works (barely though)

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Santa Carla.

A summer night Wonderland or Murder Capitol of the World?

You’ve been living in the shanty California town for your entire life, yet you never set foot anywhere near the Boardwalks direction; until now.

Your parents had painted a very dark, vivid image of what resided there; from drunk teens to high punks and even creepers from the next town over. It was safe to say, you weren’t very keen on visiting any time soon. Despite your protests, your friends wanted you to live a little, something about ‘how are you even alive right now?’ and ‘what have you been doing your entire life?’.

“I really think I should go back. You know, my parents will kill me if they found out I was even here-” Your protests were cut off by the short redhead to your left,

“Nonsense!” Cynthia cried out, tightening the hold she had on your hand while Bailey grinned as her cheery and uplifting mood. Despite their smiles and reassurances, the heavy feeling in your chest didn’t go away; not even a smidge.

You opened your mouth to respond, but was cut off once again. Your pupils dilated, taking in all the bright neon lights and the mirages of flashing pinks, blues and greens. The sweet alluring smell of cotton candy and funnel caked overwhelmed the stench of pot, gently soothing your nerves until you sported the same grin resting on your friends faces.

The atmosphere rivaled Disneyland. sike

“You were being serious about never coming here, huh?” Bailey asks after thanking the ticket booth worker.

“Completely,” You uttered, staring in awe at the game booths, shops and plush prizes.

“Come on then! We have a lot to show you!”

Your heels no longer scraped against the rickety floor of the boardwalk; the excitement of finally being able to experience what you had been shielded from your entire life finally taking over your entire being. Cheeks hurting, legs aching, eyes burning; these were all the symptoms of running around the boardwalk all night. Not that you cared. At that moment in time, you had truly found your freedom, and you wanted to live that night to the fullest extent.

all good things, however great, come to an end.

And that came in the form of five surfer Nazi’s surrounding the three of you by the carousel.

You would have been scared shitless if it wasn’t for the tourist and locals sticking around. Hell, you were pretty sure Bailey was close to passing out.

“How about you girls come with us?” One asked, a malicious grin rising to his lips. Your own pressed together on a thin line, hand tightly grasping Cynthia’s own. “We can show you a good time,” The group laughed, nudging back Bailey who had attempted to slip between a bald and muscular surfer.

“Maybe some other time,” Cynthia responded with a shaky smile. She nudged you before continuing, “We have to get home-”

“Oh really? But the party’s just begun!” They all laughed once again before an arm wrapped around your shoulders. You ripped yourself away, glaring at the surfer. Cynthia and Bailey watched you with wide eyes, surprised that you hadn’t been so easily swayed by the punks. “Don’t be like that girly-”

“Then don’t touch me,” You spat out, swatting his hand away from your arm.

By now, a midsized crowd had formed, watching the interaction with prying eyes, and a sense of self-preservation. Unbeknownst to the surfers, the Lost Boys were in the crowd, ready to step in once things got heavy.

David glanced at Paul, who was pushing his way past some of the locals, then at Dwayne, who stood beside him. Marko stood by you, eyes locked on the Surfer’s in case they decided to get handsy.

It wasn’t until Bailey cried out that that party got started. Out of the corner of you eye, you managed to see Bailey push Cynthia away from one of the handsy surfers, kneeing him between his legs before screaming. The muscular surfer moved to grab you, but was met with knuckles hitting his nose before he could even touch you.

You reared back, suddenly forgetting the good time you had prior to now, before yelling at Bailey and at Cynthia to run. You doubted they could hear you. Adrenaline was the only thing keeping you from becoming pulp on the ground.

The heavy feeling in your chest grew when you realized arms had wrapped around your waist and over your arms. A fist rose to meet your face, yet you couldn't bare to see it. If the surfers didn't kill you, your parents surely would for disobeying their ‘orders’ to stay home.

The punch never came, and an eerie silence had enveloped the crowd. You slowly opened your eyes, only to be met with dirty blonde locks and a colorful-patched jacket.

“Didn’t you know they were with us?” A chill, yet spine-tingling voice asked. Your head snapped towards Bailey and Cynthia, whom were nearly on the verge of passing out before noticing that another blonde had come up to your side, pulling you towards him and away from the surfer constricting you.

You found yourself unconsciously leaning against a Twisted Sister look alike, eyes drooping heavily, giving into the sweet lulling of Nyx’s lullaby. Their words were a buzz in your ear, echoing heavily against he thudding of your slowing heart.

You awoke with a start, sitting up as soon as your eyes snapped open. Your forehead smacked against another, a sharp cry leaving your lips in surprise.

“Holy fuck-” The swear was cut off by a smack, soon followed by laughter.

“Shit! I’m sorry- fuck- are you ok?” You failed to notice you were the one with a bandaged hand. The blonde from before grinned before offering his hand.

“You’re asking me?” You nodded, eyes quirking up before smiling at him.

“Yeah, we just smashed forehead, and it hurt like hell,”

A squeal cut you off, and soon, you were tackled to the ground by none other than a smiley Bailey and Cynthia.

“You’re alright!” Bailey laughed as she spoke, poking your ribs with every other word. “You were so bad ass yesterday-”

“What?”

“You broke the guys nose!” Twisted Sister exclaimed, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “Nearly knocked him out too,” He gave you a slight squeeze before helping you off the ground.

You found yourself staring at the cave you had been taken to, eyes widening before taking in every little detail of the old, caved in hotel. Remnants of wall paper and tacky graffiti covered the wall, a once extravagant fountain holding a fallen chandelier resting in the middle of what was once the main lobby. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” The same, cold voice from yesterday night spoke, nearly making you jump.

“Breathtaking,” You replied, smiling at the boy. He sat confidently on the wheelchair, hands wrapped around a bejeweled wine bottle. Twisted Sister’s words quickly came back to you, causing you to turn to the boys. “thank you-”

“For what?” Mullet asked, a smirk etched into his features.

“For yesterday. I wanted to thank you,” You glanced at Bailey and Cynthia, who were laughing and dancing with Twisted Sister and Patches; looking as care free as always. “I know it’ doesn’t seem like a big deal but we would of probably been dead, or worse-”

In an instant, Mullet had stood and offered you the bottle. His icy blue eyes bore into you, watching as you hesitantly touched it, “You are one of us,”

“I really shouldn’t. My parents are probably worried sick-”

“We told them you’re with us!” Bailey said, smiling as she was swung around by Patches “You’ll feel great! I promise!” Cynthia nodded along, eyes widening before she suddenly sat up.

“I totally forgot to introduce you to the guys!” You smiled at her antics, opting to ignore the feeling of a cold arm wrapping around your waist. She swung her arm around Patches, before taking your hand and pulling you to the ‘make-shift’ dance floor. “This is Marko,” Patches grinned at you, thumb soon finding it’s way to his lips. “Twisted Sister look-alike is Paul,”

“I do NOT look like Twisted Sister!” He exclaimed, placing a hand on his chest in faux-mockery.

“Yeah! You can’t disrespect Dee Snider like that!” You chimed in, laughing when Paul playfully shoved you.

“This little prince is Laddie!” The boy smiled shyly at you, before turning his attention to his brother, “ Dwayne,” Said boy smiled gently at you before you were once again facing Mullet. “And this is David!” He held the bottle out towards you, now uncorked, and grinned when you gently took it.

“You’re one of us, (Y/n),”

You smelled it; a sweet copper scent fulling your lungs. Pressured by the cheers of your friends, you placed the opening of the bottle to your lips, and took a long sip.

#the lost boys #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys paul #the lost boys david #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys marko #the lost boys laddie #santa carla #x reader #slasher imagines #slasher x reader #slasher imagine #the lost boys 1987 #x you #slasher x s/o #slasher x you #platonic

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iwantofall · 3 years

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Okayy I just binged the entirety of season 2 of Great Pretender and I have to rant to get this outta my system so

!!!SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2 (EP15-23) OF GREAT PRETENDER!!

So I love how the art style and music has been consistent the whole time, its gorgeous and obviously a lot of effort has been put into it. Every case focused on the backstory of each member in Team Confidence so I liked how in the fourth case, it was about both Laurent and Makoto, showing that they are inherently connected. Thought that was pretty interesting.

The plot was very entertaining as usual, many scenes had me on the edge of my chair lol. It was a fun thing to watch, and the ending felt somewhat satisfying!

Buuuuuuuuut there are stuff that I dont really like,,,, like how Makoto got roped into doing cons with Laurent in the first place essentially just to get revenge on this one dude. And he got yanked back over and over again, despite how many times he wanted to live a normal life. Yeah the cons had good intentions, bringing down bad guys and wtv (I'll get back to that in a sec) but no one deserves to be forced into such dangerous situations!

At first I thought it was cause Laurent really, really liked Makoto but it turns out he was basically just using him in a really long con against Liu. And he was kept 100% in the dark about it, when it had to do w him personally (his dad). Not only that, I think everything that Makoto said in the scene where he was pretending to betray them was really valid!!

He was subjected to extremely traumatic experiences (seeing his friends get killed and not knowing it was faked TWICE, having his father "betray" him, held at gunpoint god knows how many times, "killed" his father, witnessed horrendous crimes, the list can go on forever). He literally broke down into a depressive state! And suddenly his own father who Makoto thought he killed appears and go 'haha sike nah fam *everything* was just a con', while revealing that Makoto was undercover for months when he didn't even know he was undercover. They didn't trust him with this information, why the fuck would he trust them?? I think it would've been so much more understandable and cathartic!!!!

And what the fuck was up with that scene were the villains of the former season pop up and become the good guys?!!! Are you serious??? Was the audience supposed to go 'oh neat cameo'?? How are you going to say that Team Confidence brought the bad guys to justice when A) They basically got away scot-free with no repercussions B) Are still living their lavish lifestyles and C) Didn't get their deserved punishments and became the 'good guys'?????? What was the point of the former season, besides resolving Cynthia's and Abbie's trauma? UGH It was just such a terrible move!!

Also, I dont think having the plot twist where Dorothy survived with amnesia was a good idea. It kinda nullifies the whole revenge plot and etc (I mean the idea is still there since Liu did 'kill' but wtv). And there was whole sub plot of Laurent moving on from Doronthy. He was literally haunted by visions of her- the scene where he throws her ring into the sea shows him finally taking a step away from his trauma. So having Dorothy go 'surprise bitch I lived' feels cheap and cliche.

But Great Pretender is still a seriously good show and I love it ♡

#acetalks #long post #great pretender #laurent thierry #makoto edamura #cynthia moore #abigail jones #dorothy great pretender #netflix

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drethanramslay · 4 years

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9,10,14,20,26

Thanks for the ask you wife 😚❤️

9 - favourite happy song?

This actually fluctuates very often and is dependent on the sing I'm obsessed atm... But for now I guess it's Best of me by Blake Rose

10 - favourite sad song?

Anything worth holding on to by Cynthia Erivo (THIS IS LITERALLY MY ANTHEM WHEN IM SAD AND DEPRESSED NO KIDDING)

And Afraid by the Neighborhood (I usually listen to the NBHD when I am emo as fuck)

14 - favourite aspect of a person’s face?

Definitely the eyes and the lips 😅☺️

20 - favourite album(s)

You can't make me choose 😤

~how I'm feeling~ by LAUV

I Love you by the neighborhood

Wake up sunshine by all time low

Heartbreak Weather by Niall Horan

26 - favourite person you know?

My Yang to my Yin 😌 you know it

Special mention: @junggoku @noboundariesplease @trappedinfandoms @pixelberryownsme @raleigheffingcarrera @theeccentricbibliophile @nooruleman @hatescapsicum I'm definitely forgetting a couple or urls sike

Favourite asks

#mal💋#my asks #answered #favourite asks

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flamingoroadalbumphoto · 3 days

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Sande Swanson (Cynthia Sikes).

#sande swanson #cynthia sikes

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princessniquane · 4 years

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After Effects

Chapter 3

A few weeks later

~Its been to long and I'm lost without you

What am I gonna do?

Said I've been needing you, wanting you~

Roman's pov

Its been three weeks since I last saw her. She was looking so torn with herself and what did I do about? Nothing. Instead I slept with the woman I chose over her. So fucking stupid.

I know I shouldn't but I can’t help myself. I had to make sure she was ok and try to apologize for my mistake. So the past three weeks I tried calling even though there was no chance that she would pick up but I had to at least try.

"Hey Uce you ok?" Jimmy asked Naomi behind him. I was sitting in one of the arena chairs so I could be by myself. I didn’t feel like talking so I came here. I needed space from everybody.

Everytime I called her it would go straight to the answering machine. Even though I knew she wouldn't pick up the phone. I could still hear her voice by voice mail. Its the only way I can sleep now is by her voice.

"Roman?" Naomi put her hand on my shoulder.

"Yea. Sorry I'm just...stuck in my head today. Just wanted to um clear my head for a bit before the show." I tell them, hopefully giving them a reassuring smile.

They both give each other glances before looking back at me. "We're worried about you Roman. You haven't been yourself for weeks. No, ever since you broke things off with Cynthia. Which may I add was pretty stupid of you to do in the first place."

Jimmy pulls her to the side and gives her a look. She takes a deep breath and turns and leaves Jimmy with Roman. Jimmy walks back up to him and puts a hand on his shoulder.

"Look Roman. You know those two are close and she loves you to. Its just a delicate situation for everybody. Especially you." I sit back down with Jimmy right behind. Neither of us say any thing for awhile. "Have you called her?" I nod my head yes.

"I was gonna call again before you guys came and found me."

"Ok well I will leave you to it." He claps me on my shoulder while getting up. "Oh and Roman. Eat something man you not looking so hot. Need to take more care of yourself." He says before he leaves.

I get my phone out and call her. It rings forever until I hear her voice.

‘Hello?...sike! It's just my voicemail. Sorry I'm not able to take your call at the moment. Please leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can. Have a blessed day!’

"Hey its Roman...again. I just wanted to see how you are holding up. You haven’t been calling me back and I was getting worried. *nervous chuckle* Please...I need to hear your voice. I need to talk to you...please. Even if its just as friends. Can we talk? Please." I say pleadingly.

~We were close friends

Also lovers

Did everything

For one another

Now you're gone and I'm lost without you here now

But I know I gotta live and make it somehow

Come back...to me

Can you...feel me (calling)

Hear me...calling (for you)

For you...~

I hang up. I didn't know that I was crying til I felt tears on my cheeks. I wipe the tears from my eyes. I look at the people getting the arena ready for the show. There still time before the show starts so I don't need to be ready yet.

I look at the picture on my home screen. It was a picture of me and Cynthia at a barbecue we were invited to. I subconsciously go through my photos of us. Each one bringing up the days when I was happy.

~Now I'm sitting here

Thinking bout you

And the days we use to share

Is driving me crazy

I don't know what to do

I'm just wondering if you still care~

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up when my phone was taken. It was Dolph. I quickly cleared my throat and wiped my face. "Hey Dolph."

"I should really punch in the face. Maybe even more than that. But seeing you here crying...I don't know. I guess seeing you like this makes me pity you. Then again you deserve it. What you're feeling is nothing compared to what she is going through.

You know...when she first told me that you two was going out. I didn't like it. I just had a feeling you were going to break her heart. And you did. Maybe I'm being to hard on you but I'm glad you're suffering.

I wanted to be sooo...wrong about you for her sake. She's grown woman she makes her decisions so I trusted her on this and now look at her." He walked away.

I thought about what Dolph said. I let it sink in and started to break down. This is all my fault. All I want to do is make things right. Does she even care anymore?

~Is your heart still mine?

I wanna cry sometimes

I miss you~

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#wwe #wwe fic #roman reigns #roman reigns fanfic #roman reigns x oc #after effects

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