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nyxnygma · 2 years

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A Taste for Blood PT2 ~ Poly!TLB

[Poly!LostBoys x Fem!Murderer!Reader]

Part One

Summary: the boys confront you and your habits

Warnings: murder, vampirism, blood, description of gore, sexual innuendos, weapons, serial killer reader, polyamorous, mutations, kind of smutty at the end.

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You had the feeling like someone was watching you all night. In fact four people were watching you.

For the first time in a while you killed two people in one night. This was due to the fact you were interrupted midway through opening up the first one’s head by hearing someone chuckle near by. You were still full of adrenaline and anger from you last victim that you just dragged a surf nazi behind some bins and started to swing your knife like a madman into his chest.

The next night you were planning just to enjoy a burger for your dinner. But when you sat down on the booth you were joined by 4 biker men.

“Hello?” You asked with your brows raised.

“Hi Gorgeous,” the man next to me with long, fluffy blonde hair greeted.

“Hope you don’t mind,” the man in front of you smirked, “you looked lonely.”

“Thanks for the company I guess,” You shrugged as you carried on drinking your Diet Coke. You could tell that this response confused the boys. You were thinking about scrapping your plan of not killing anyone to tonight and lead one of these boys away from the others, probably the smallest one.

“Excuse my friends’ rudeness,” the said small one smiled, “I’m Marko, this is Paul. Tall, dark, and handsome over there is Dwayne, and grouchy over there is David.”

“I’m Y/N,” You reply. You can’t say that the boys are not attractive, they’re very attractive.

“Ok. Once more with feelings,” Paul rolled his eyes, “you know you’re a dry talker.”

He was then elbowed by Dwayne. “Excuse them. They can be bit rude, Paul and Marko don’t mean to be. David usually does.”

The bleached hair boy shot an angry look at him. “Planning to commit homicide tonight?” David asks casually as he snatches a fry from your plate.

“I beg your pardon,” I tilt my head.

“Oh don’t act dumb, baby,” Paul swings an arm over your shoulder.

“I love what you do with their insides,” some how Marko makes that sound sweet, “it’s beautiful how you made the intestines into a heart and how you stuffed that guys hand down his own mouth when he was saying them foul things.”

You were still in shock when you asked, “have you told the police? Or are you planning to blackmail me.”

“Oh none of that, doll,” David shakes his head, “we want to show you something.”

They kindly waited till you finished your meal before leading you down to the beach where they motioned you to duck down behind some trees and rocks. In front if you were about five surf nazis talking and drinking beer in front of a fire. “What are we doing here?” You asked the the guys.

“We were in the mood for a tiny massacre,” Paul smiled widely. The statement did surprise you. You were expecting them to pull some sort of weapon, a gun maybe, but instead you were face to face with four pairs of yellow eyes.

“That’s probably the strangest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” you mutter under your breath, “I hope this isn’t a rude question but what are you?”

“Vampires.” Dwayne answered.

“Are you okay? I know your like some kinda of emotionless serial killer but I’m pretty sure when a group of strangers tell you they’re about to commit group homicide and then proved to you that they’re supernatural monsters, you don’t apologise about maybe being rude about asking what they are,” Marko ranted. You looked at his fangs then his eyes and just shrugged. The poor man was dumbfounded by your reaction. The others just chuckled.

“Cmon princess,” David smiled as he motioned you to walk towards them. “Show ya your moves.”

“There’s five of them, love,” you counter.

“Just get one. We’ll have the others,” Dwayne explained. You got up from behind the rock without a second thought and rolled your skirt up so it was shorter and then made your cleavage more apparent. You then took the hunting knife out of your boot and hid it behind your back.

“Woah there little lady,” one of the drunk men stood up and stumbled towards you, “what you doing out here at this time of night all by yourself.”

“I-I’m lost,” I fake a anxious stutter.

“I think us men could help you with that baby girl,” he smiled in return as his friends wolf-whistle. He attempts to swing his arm around my shoulder but I stab him in his side before he could do so. “Bitch!”

The drunks rose to their feet to defend their friend but before they could even approach you, four other men pounced at them. Dwayne ripped one of their throats out with his fangs and David was ripping into someone’s head.

“Go on Baby,” Marko gestures to the man screaming with agony and fear at your feet, “get to work.”

And you did just that. You blocked the screams of the other men as you ripped open his chest whilst he was still screaming. You cut off the pieces of his lungs you could reach and displayed them on his eyes. You ripped out his pancreas and shoved it into his mouth and to follow that by doing your usual ritual of surrounding him in his intestines and blood. You stood up to admire your art. You were covered in blood.

“Looks beautiful, darling,” Dwayne remarks. He had blood all around his mouth and the others matched him.

“Doesn’t look as beautiful as you do right now, princess,” David hums as he comes up from behind and shoves his face into your neck. For a split second you thought you were about to be turned into another meal for the boys but instead of being bitten you were licked.

You knew your face was full of surprise because the boys started smiling. David started suckling into your fresh and licked the blood. It didn’t take the other boys long from surrounding you as they licked and sucked at your skin as you gasped and moaned. You tugged at one of the boys’ hair, you couldn’t even tell whose, when Marko and David found a sensitive part of your neck and Paul and Dwayne started undressing you.

This was the start of something new.

A/N: does anyone want a part 3??

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checkitoutmikey · 2 years

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Baby bat named Betty

You know what I absolutely love about tlb fandom? It made rat!boys and bat!boys happen. So special shoutout to lovely @persephone-s-moon, @dickspaghettii and one more person who also wrote bat!boys but I lost the link so pls tell me the name and i will link them.

So here’s my take on bat boys

Pairing: poly!lost boys x reader (newly turned)

Warning: none, well maybe dumb little bat cussing in animal language

disgusting fluff and general dumb shenanigans with the boys

The cheerful voices were echoing around the cave. Words of encouragement turned into loud exclamations of ‚hell yeah!‘ and ‚you did it‘. And in the middle of all that a little bat sitting on a beaten old sofa could be found. A bit confused but otherwise perfectly content for the moment.

„Whoa. You are really tiny, you know that?"

„You are one to talk," laughed out loud Paul and received a proper smack to the head in return.

The boys sans David gathered around the tiny creature. They tried to teach their new little sister how to turn into her bat form and after weeks of trying she finally managed to do just that. Now the fun can officially begin.

Betty was a little lost. Even though it wasn’t the right word now, was it? Once she changed a lot of things stopped to make sense. That just happens when suddenly your brain shrinks into a size of a pea. Instincts take over and personality takes the backseat. She just knew she was surrounded by her pack and that was enough to make her squeak happily.

She hopped on clumsy feet to the closest boy which happened to be Dwayne. He sat down on the rough floor and extended his hand towards the tiny vampire. Betty had some issues to climb into the warm palm of her brother but after some trial and error she was able to drag herself into it’s warmth. There was more than enough room for the teeny body. She chirped in delight when a giant thumb begin to stroke her back. Oh, what bliss. She could fall asleep like that.

„This is so cute," smiled Marko. „It should be illegal."

„Yeow!" exclaimed Paul and with a jump he turned into a bat. He plopped down onto the counch and with a loud scream he marched towards Betty. She peeked from behind Dwayne’s fingers. Curiosity shining in her eyes as she met the blonde bat in all his furry glory. Paul thunked the top of her head with his snout, all chaotic energy, while Betty was a bit overwhelmed and just let him to sniff and lick little kisses into her fur. It wasn’t so bad. After a bit of recuperation she actually began to nip back at him. She could hear someone laughing from the other side of the cave but was too busy chirping at the blonde bat. In the end, she was in the warm palm of a gentle giant while Paul was stuck on the ratty old sofa so who’s the winner here, huh?

She yowled when another bat landed on the cushion nearby. This time with golden curly fur. He was smaller than Paul but definitely bigger than her. Squealing in delight she hopped from the palm and barreled towards the newcomer, ignoring Paul’s whining. But suddenly she stopped. He was on a cushion. Up there. Looking down at her. How was she supposed to get up there? Betty whined sadly, her little head lowering in defeat before she perked up again. She back up a little bit, no one commented on the fact that her claws got stuck in the fabric twice, and awkwardly run to Marko. With a jump she hit the edge of the cushion and fell down with her little feet sticking high in the air.

The whole cave shook with laughter. Even David didn’t hold back this time. He snuffed out his cig, rose from his throne and made his way to the rest of his pack. In the meantime Dwayne helped Betty to turn over. She had some difficulties to roll onto her feet. If she was in her human form right now she would blame her struggles on having different core balance as an animal and it had nothing to do with her soft round tummy being in the way.

David sat of the table across from the couch, arms resting on his knees and watched on as Paul nudged the tiny bat with his snout in supportive manner. Try again little sister. Marko was perched on top of the cushion with his butt neurotically shaking. He was having so much fun. He really wanted to go down and tackle Betty under him – playfully, of course – but watching her frustration as she was trying to get to him was just too entertaining.

Betty, however, had enough. She looked at the cushion, up at Marko and down again at the offending piece of fabric. With no remorse, she started shrieking at the pile, nipping at the tattered cloth and scream some more. One could even call it barking if it didn’t break the laws of sound, that’s how high the pitch went. And Marko supported her from his place above with Paul chirping helpfully from the sideline. Yeah, you tell them who’s the boss here, sis.

The boys knew Betty wasn’t really herself right now. She was young and this was her first transformation so some shenanigans were bound to happen. In fact, the boys were looking forward to all the trouble she was about to cause before she was old enough to retain her human mind after changing into her a bat. Did they tell her about that little bit of information? No. Why should they? This is way more fun. Besides, whatever she does cannot be as bad as that one time when Paul got zooted out of his mind, changed and terrorized the good people of the Boardwalk.

She circled the cushion for a moment, jumping and howling before a calamity struck.

One of Marko’s pigeons suddenly landed near where all the commotion was happening. Betty grew quiet. The boys too. The bird took a step forward while the tiny bat backed away. Dwayne was about to shoo the pegion away once he saw how Betty reacted. David, on the other hand, was two seconds from smacking the thing away, smearing it across the cave wall. He didn’t like those smelly freaks anyway. Marko was already saying goodbye to his pet, although it had it coming for scaring Betty. But she surprised them when she started making even more ruckus than before. Jumping towards the pigeon with angry yips. She was coming for that lame chicken!

The pigeon hooted a few times, backing up from the oncoming menace before taking off. He had working self preservation instict, thank you very much. Betty, however, had not. She didn’t stop screeching at the poor bird, cussing him to hell and back and while all fired up she didn’t notice the edge of the couch. The tiny creature plummeted to the floor. Now she was on her back, again. With her feet up, again. And her tummy was in the way, again. And the whole core of balance was her argument, again. She rolled over and shook around to get the sand out of her fur.

In the meantime Dwayne shot a dark look at David. The leader was closest to Betty and could have easily catch her but David just shrugged. She needs to learn on her own. Paul and Marko were about fly down there but after just one look from David they abandoned the idea in favor of planting their asses on the edge of the couch and watching the show.

David changed into albino bat with fluffy fur and pink tinted wings. He looked down from his spot on the table and chirped and their youngest sibling. She squeaked hapilly when she saw a new face up above. She jumped a little with delight, her butt wiggling around like that of a pup. The plunge and subsequent meeting of the rock hard floor quickly forgotten. She wanted to get up there!

David flew down onto the floor but before she could come closer for a cuddle he flew up again. Sputtering indignantly, she flopped her wings a few times. Encouraging chirps from above gave her motivation to try again and suddenly she was flying. What a feeling! She did it! She was flying! However her elation was short lived because not even two second after hovering in the air she put a little more force into her clumsy flapping and struck the underside of the table. With a yip she plummeted to the ground yet again. The smallest fragments of the human girl inside were gone, a beast now overtaking completely. Betty started attacking the hard wooden legs of the table. Spitting and hissing, tiny teeth scratching the wood. Her tiny body vibrating in rage.

„Hey, hey. It’s ok, baby."

A giant hand took her away from the offending foe. It took a minute for her mind to compute what was happening. Dwayne cupped his hands carefully together so David had enough room to maneuver himself close to the little raging menace. David put his wing over Betty and nibbled behind her comically large ears. She calmed down immediately. Hearing the terror twins cooing at her somewhere from behind her soothed her fried nerves. After a minute of gentle scratching, she was ready to try again.

Not long after there were five bats circling the cave. Chasing each other and nipping at each others wings. The pigeons safely tucked away from the tiny flying monster. True, maybe there were a few high speed faceplants into the walls and not all of them were Betty’s doing but that’s what you get with this pack.

#as always pls forgive any mistakes you find #english isn't my first language #criticism is welcomed #tlb #the lost boys #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys david #the lost boys marko #the lost boys paul #baby bat #bat!boys #poly!lostboys #Enaris brain goes brrrrrr

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fleouriarts · 9 months

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i cant believe this is my SECOND time getting super obsessed with something and then flooding the fandom tag bc i wont stop drawing fanart. if i do this a third time someone needs to give me a medal

#text #maybe i should switch to a hivemind layout now to complete the metamorphosis #edit i indeed switched to a hivemind layout. rip david lostboys but riley is a more important ferret to me rn

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191bunny · 1 year

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THE LoSt BoYS

#wondercon #the lost boys #lostboys #80s #vampires #david #marco #wondercon2023 #sthe lost boys 1987 #paul #the lost boys cosplay #Paul the lost boysPaul cosplayPaul the lost boys cosplaytlb cosplayHalloween1987

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vympirestake · 2 years

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The Lost Boys x Reader x Near Dark Reaction Headcannons

Requested by Anon

Notes: Severen x Reader themes, kind of long and not entirely proofread

oh boy

I'm going to say you were with Severen already before this entire debacle and that Mae had just brought Caleb in, so the movie but instead of going with his family Caleb just left with the gang

so going to Santa Carla was less "let's go to the beach!!" and a little more "wow Texas looks kinda funny here ngl"

while, yes, the Near Dark gang enjoys a good rowdy time, a boardwalk as busy as Santa Carla's especially in the summertime is just far too busy

honestly though after bringing in Caleb, and the entire mess that had brought, it didn't take a whole lot of convincing to get everyone on board with a little vacation

everyone had split to enjoy what they wanted, the couples by themselves and Homer mostly floating around by himself but catching up whenever he bumped into another group

for you, Severen was deadset on going to the ferris wheel so much so that Jesse hardly got through making sure everyone was clear on when to return before running off with you

he was going to get a sappy kiss at the top even if the line was quite frankly too long to bother with the whole thing if it was the last thing he did

kind of a bummer he happened to shoulder check some curly blonde in a funny jacket on the way

double bummer Severen can't keep his big mouth shut and just happened to make a joke about not being able to see him down there :/

so of course the blonde (who you'll soon find to be named Marko) calls his friends over

mostly consisting of a lot of half assed appologies at your insistence and some back handed compliments on their attire, Severen manages to sweet talk his way into being semi buddy-buddy with the group

it doesn't take too long before you've found yourself chatting with the group; learning their names and asking the usual basic questions

from what you two can tell they're local but beyond that their answers are inconsistent at best and it's becoming increasingly clear there's more to the story than they're letting on

it seems David, the apparent leader of the bunch, likes you two enough to invite you back to their "cave" as they put it to talk away from the hustle and bustle of the boardwalk

lost story short, they assumed you were human while you also assumed they were human and only realized neither of you thought correctly when they tried to get you to join their own group via blood wine

really, after regrouping and bringing everyone down to meet the boys, they get along remarkably well

Homer sympathizes so much with Laddie that he goes on a personal mission to try and make this kid feel better about being stuck a kid forever

Severen, Paul, and Marko are chaos incarnate there is not a single inkling of commen sense between them, leads to a lot of property damage and lectures from Jesse

Diamondback decides she's mom now, tbh though who's gonna argue, and honestly almost has all the boys somewhat answering to her

they wouldn't admit it but they do enjoy having a mother figure of sorts around, even if it's just for a little while every so often

Caleb = Michael, they get along swimmingly and fully relate to having been mostly forced into this life by their now gfs

by the time you all decide to pack up and leave, Jesse saying you've caused too much of a ruckus already, you've all already decided you need to come back soon

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davidsdussy · 1 year

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AAYEEEE posting some stuff tomorrow! Feel free to request right now! Also might do a Ship HC event too!! Just pick out whatever character you want and make sure to add if you want fluff or nsfw or both!

#tlb 1987 #david the lost boys #poly!lost boys x reader #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #paul the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys paul #tlb x reader #the lost boys marko #the lost boys #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys david #lost boys 1987 #lost boys smut #lostboys x reader

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evenshorterbillylumis · 2 years

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#lostboys #tlb #david tlb #slayyyyy #slay #vampire aesthetic #80's horror #horror film #gay love

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sugarlove-01 · 1 year

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The Cruelty Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Your POV:

Tuesday, June 14th

9:15 in the Morning

“Hey, dad. Can we get a dog? Well, can we get a puppy?” I asked, as I sat in kitchen, playing with my hair.

My father listening to the radio, with his newspaper on the counter. His loose black and green tie around his neck, giving me the notice that he was getting ready for work. His black shiny shoes, and his glasses hung on his jacket. He shook his head with a smile to my sudden question.

“A dog, sweety? What for?” he chuckled, rinsing a few pans in the sink. Looking totally oblivious.

“What do you mean what for? For… I don’t know.”

“Just for fun? For companionship? To spend a lot of money for a slobbering beast?”

“No, it’s the first option. For fun! It’ll be my first pet ever! And plus we have this new house and all. It‘ll be a huge new start for us.”

“I don’t know. What kind of dog? Retriever?”

“Don’t know, yet. Um, yesterday I saw a flier. There’s a shelter, and there’s a lot up for adoption.”

“Still not sure,” was his reply.

“What happens of I ask mom?”

“I’m pretty sure you’ll hear the same thing, sweetheart.”

Right then my mother came in with a flower pot in her hands. Of course she was planting a garden already. It symbolized that this was a new start, and we had to plant the roots around it. Claiming this place as ours, a new home. We did this every time we moved, if we had a backyard. My mother had a green thumb. Anything she’d put in the ground, it would grow. And anything my father touched seemed to…do the opposite. And she teased him for that.

“Guess what, hon? Our baby girl wants a puppy…” my father chuckled, shaking his head.

“Oh! I think a dog in this family would be nice!” my mother beamed, putting the flower pot at the window.

“What? I thought you were going to be on my side. We don‘t need a dog! We didn‘t have a dog last time.”

“You don’t want a puppy? I think a puppy is a great idea!” exclaimed my mom dusting off the flower pot.

“Great! How bout me and mom go to the shelter today? They‘re giving them up for adoption!” I smiled.

“We don’t even have the supplies to take care of a dog. And do you know how much work a puppy is…?” my father put the dishes away.

“That’s ok. Remember me and mom can shop?” I teased him,” And anyway, you know I can take care of a dog!”

“Yea, we can both go downtown and look for a doggy bed, food, toys, brushes and washing supplies. A leash and a collar.”

“Yea! And the vote’s 2 to 1, so we win…! Ha!” I smiled. Mom stood beside me with her purse in hand.

My dad sighed, and smiled. Maybe he agreed or not.

“Ok, ok…go get a puppy, sweety…”

So my mother and I went downtown, and it was perfectly sunny. Many people wore shorts and sunglasses, carrying plastic bags and beach balls. It was a perfect day to be at the beach, as some people carried blue coolers. Sometimes my mom asked me what I was going to name the puppy, and nothing came up yet. She was thinking Sergeant Fuzzy Boots.

My mother made a list of supplies needed for a puppy. I wrote some things down myself. I pushed the shopping cart in the little market, as she gathered squeaky toys. She looked at the price tags, while I was thinking about a few names. Human names and pet names. We limited ourselves to a price range, to save money for a doggy bed and maybe a collar.

We went further down the aisle and came to the leashes. They were differently colored, which made it the more fun to pick out. Made of rope or chains, of different sizes. My mother thought it would be nice that I’d choose the color, so I picked up a purple leash. Looked like the perfect size. It also looked like a leash the puppy couldn’t chew through.

My mother and I soon separated. She went to go get the food, while I went to go get the clippers and brushes and the bowl. By the time I got everything, my arms were full. Then we met up again. I pushed the shopping cart to the cashier, with my mother who picked up a few magazines and a Pepsi. The toys were paid and done for. As well for the leash.

“Ok, the only thing we’re missing is…the collar. But we have the full body leash, that‘ll be ok for now. But I still want the collar.”

“Yea, mom, I looked everywhere in the market. I didn’t see any and I asked an employee and he said they ran out.”

“Oh, well, I’m sure we can wait on the collar…”

“Or, I can go to the carnival or the Boardwalk and try and look for a collar tonight. There’s a lot of shops there.”

“I don’t want you to go alone. Is Tom working tonight?”

“Yea, he told me he’s working tonight. He said I could come over and chat for awhile. And then he’s off near 8:00...”

“Ok, you can go. Just as long as Tom’s there... Alrighty then! Ready to go the shelter, now?”

“Yes!”

“So what time is it? What time are we getting our first puppy?”

“Ok…it’s 12:35 on June 14th…! My first puppy!” I smiled.

The shelter was old, and smelled like soap and fur. The woman at the desk was happy that we came in. She said that not enough people come in anymore, even though there was great puppies and dogs here. So, she took us inside.

The dogs yelped and barked. Pawing the cage doors, running in circles, with their tongues out. My mother marveled at this little Chihuahua with huge black eyes, a disproportionaly large head, and its little paws and tiny tail.

For a long time we walked around the shelter. Even looking at cats. The woman talked to us about adoption and we asked her questions about vets and health that we needed to watch out for. So we walked and walked and walked.

Every once in awhile, my mother would look at little white puppies that almost crawled all over her. The woman dressed in green and black worker clothes opened cages to let loose the puppies and kitties. My mother loved them all.

She cooed at them, while I looked at this other puppy with white puffy fur and big black eyes. But I continued to walk. Finally after walking a small round, I came to a small peculiar puppy. It was black and brown, with black eyes.

The woman told me that they found this puppy in their garbage right outside their door, and took him in. Apparently the poor thing almost starved to death. But it was ok now. My mom took a look at it, and kept hugging it to death.

The woman said that they couldn’t truly identify it’s breed, but the puppy was a total sweetheart. Its teeth were fine and had no tics or fleas. The little angel puppy had its wash just yesterday, and so I agreed. I had chosen my puppy.

So my mother put the puppy in my arms, started the engine and drove back home. We wanted to show my dad the good news. If he saw it as good news. But we both knew he wanted a puppy in the house too. He just denied it.

Soon I wanted to go to Tom’s work and show him my little furry surprise. Maybe he could help me figure out a name for my new baby. He would be surprised, and it was good because he wasn’t allergic to animals or anything. It would be fun.

“Aww! Would you look at this thing!? It keeps trying to lick you and all! Like its trying to suck up or something,” I said, as the puppy licked my chin.

“I know! …Gah! I can’t help myself! I just want to hug it until I scream!” My mother hugged my puppy.

It was a rather large puppy, but really young. It looked like a retriever and a husky. But it had soft fur, floppy ears, and really large paws. Then my dad came in. He actually looked surprised to see the cute little thing in my arms.

“Isn’t it cute dad!?” I squealed.

“Yes. Yes. Yes… It makes you wanna vomit from all the cuteness…” he joked, and laughed.

“Oh, don’t be like that. You know you love it!” my mom said, hitting his arm.

“What time is it?“ I asked.

“It’s…5:30. Why?” my mom looked at her watch.

“I’m going over to Tom’s place! He’s working, so it’s a perfect opportunity! And I want to walk this little guy!”

“Ok… Just be careful. Tell Tom we said hello…”

“I will…!”

So unlocking the chain to my bike, I began to peddle off. I held the leash as I held onto the bike handle. I passed Tom’s house and went down the street. My puppy at my side. We went to the Boardwalk. But this time, it felt different. Since I had my puppy with me, I didn’t feel so alone anymore. So I found Tom’s hotdog stand, and he still had no customers. His red and white worker clothes made him look like a dork. I smiled as I came up.

“Hello Tom!”

“Oh! ’Ey! How are you? Hey…you‘re lookin’ bright today. What‘s up?”

“You’ll never guess what I got!”

“A car?” he smiled.

“No…!”

“A life!?” he joked.

“No…!” I laughed.

“A job?”

“No…!”

“I don’t know…! Tell me.”

“Look down at my feet…!” I smiled.

Tom leaned over the counter and looked at my shoes. But then he saw the leash in my hand, and saw the little puppy that sniffed at the ground for something. At first, he froze.

“Oh wow! Hey little guy! What’s its name?”

“Well that’s the reason I came down here. I was wondering if you could help me figure out a name for it.”

“Ok! That’s cool. And is it a boy or girl?”

“It’s a boy.”

“Ok, I get a break in about an hour. How bout we talk about it then?”

“Alright, cool. I’ll be back. I need to go look for a collar for it anyway…”

Tom smiled and I went my own way. I looked at my watch, and it was 6:30. I had enough time to kill before 8:00. I walked and looked around, and then found a shop for collars. They had spiked collars, leather collars, light-up collars, and collars that had little charms on it.

David’s POV:

Tuesday, June 14th

6:15 in the Evening

“Where the hell did ‘ey go? Huh? Run off already? Where’s the little Laddie?”

“I don‘t know. I don‘t know... Look, man, everyone’s out tonight.”

“Ah! Whatever. Anyway, where’s the fire tonight boys?”

“Whose hungry!?”

The boys were all out of the cave. Star and Laddie went their own way. They always separate from them, right when the sun goes down. Shit, maybe it’s because their embarrassed. Or they hate them.

“Who knows where ‘ey go! Alright? Let’s just leave it!”

Paul shoved Dwayne.

“Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go! Get outta the way, dude!”

“Whoa man! Watch it! Hahahaha! Hey!” Marko shoved Paul.

“Gonna bring you down, son!”

“Shut up! All of you! Star and Laddie are gone. So what!”

The hell with them, then. Paul and Marko were laughing their heads off, seeming to run eachother over. Poking at eachother. Dwayne was spinning around on his bike, spitting sand.

“Where’s the action man! Hey, David! David!”

“Shut up! Go separate ways! Go find her!”

Paul and Marko laughed, tipping their heads. David lowered his head, looking angry.

“Hahahaha! ’Ey, let her go, man! Let’s just go hang out!”

“What the hell, I said go find her. On foot!”

“Whoa… Hit a nerve? A’right. A’right. We’re goin. Chill out…”

“Let’s go boys… and if you do find her, just bring her back.”

They waved and left. They pushed and shoved past people. Their wild suitable ways were normal as usual. They’d snicker at people and feel power over people. Like a couple of gods walking around peasants. Marko was already flirting with some chick infront of her boyfriend.

“Hey there sweety…!” Paul smiled.

“Hey back off man,” her boyfriend said.

“Naw, you back off! Get off me, man!” Paul shoved the man’s hands off his shirt.

“Get off, man! Get off!”

“What did you expect man? Your girlfriends hot!“ Paul laughed.

David shoved between his brothers, and the girl pleaded to her boyfriend that they would just go somewhere else. David smacked Paul across the head and pushed Marko back.

“Shut up guys! Go to the damn carnival and look!” David yanked them back and forth.

“Ya heard David, guys! Look! Don’t want another embarrassing scene.”

“We’re just foolin’ David! Just foolin’ around, man!”

Paul raised his hands up in defense.

“I don’t care. Go!”

The boys finally went. Going separate ways and looking for Star and Laddie. David went to check the concert, but she wasn’t there. He tried the Boardwalk, and she wasn’t there. There was something about that woman that David purely hated. He wanted to fly over and look for her. Maybe tell her who’s in charge here, and slap her in the face and make sure that it burns.

“Where the hell are you?” David muttered to himself.

The air was smoky, and he caught onto her scent for a minute. But then it was gone. David wanted to make sure that Star wasn’t doing anything stupid. He only looked for her because she had Laddie with her. It was for the sake of Paul, Dwayne, and Marko. They missed the little guy.

“Where the hell is she!?” David growled at himself.

All night he looked, and she was nowhere to be found. Max is gonna have a bitch-fit when he finds out. So the boys gave up. It was so early in the evening. They would have all night to have fun. They didn’t want to waste their time looking for her.

But he was no mood to be with the rest of the boys. While he was separated from the boys now, he wanted to go look for her. That girl. He hoped that she was out and about. But first David had to check the hotdog stand. And she was there. But the first thing that caught his eye was the leash in her hand.

David looked down and saw a puppy. That was definitely new. It was black and brown and sniffed at the ground. He looked at people and looked so excited. His tail wagged, with its ears perking up at every sound, his tongue hanging out.

David knew that the little mutt would be trouble in the future. It seemed she bought her own security alarm for her house. David had no idea why on earth she would get a puppy, but…whatever she wanted.

David kept his distance, and listened to their conversation. She hadn’t named the animal yet, and needed Tom’s help. In an hour, he would be on break and they would talk more. David saw how Tom smiled at her, and his grey eyes gleamed. But the girl seemed to be totally unaware that her neighbor liked her. Then she left the hotdog stand and walked towards the shops along the Boardwalk. Right when she left him, David followed right behind her.

He was right behind her. As she walked, her hair brushed along his face, tickling him almost. And then…once more he traced a finger down her green jacket. He put a cigarette behind his ear, and put away the lighter in his pocket. The things he bought from the gas station. His finger stayed on her back for awhile, then he withdrew. All the while he did, she never noticed at all. The puppy looked at him, and seemed to be scared of him. The little mutt growled at him.

She went inside the shop and looked at the collars all on display. It was for the little mongrel. David followed her in. She looked at the collars and the price tags. Her little animal scratched at everything and sniffed, but still looked at him with those eyes. The little mutt knew that he was dangerous, and began to snarl. The girl tried to hush the poor thing, and carried it instead. Rock and roll music played in the speakers. But it didn’t cover up the dogs growls.

David would kick it if he had the chance. Just to make it shut the hell up. There was 4 aisles in the whole shop, and she was in the 2nd aisle. While David walked in the 3rd aisle, looking at her through the small openings in the shelves. Sometimes, she’d stop look at something, and walk. Sometimes, she’d face him entirely and he would look at her face. David walked more. His thoughts, unclean. And his intentions, evil. And she wouldn’t know.

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legal-lost-boy · 1 year

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✧─── ･｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you

And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

🎶: Wicked Game - HIM (cover)

🎞️: me

!Flashing lights warning!

#the lost boys #lost boys 1987 #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys movie #my art #david lostboys #michael emerson #david x michael #the lost boys edit #flashing lights tw #flashing lights #jeords arts

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mayonnaise2004 · 8 months

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Dating Dwayne Headcannons

Now let me tell you, this man is infatuated with you.

He’s definitely your Gomez Adams.

Adding onto this, Dwayne doesn't believe in imperfections. You have stretch marks? He has scars! Your a little chubby? MORE ROOM FOR KISSES!!

Will become the definition of (🤭) if YOU grab his necklace

Extremely sweet around you, Will go feral if someone looks at you the wrong way.

He has a signature scent. (Cologne, Hairspray/hair products.) so he’ll probably secretly spray some on your clothes before you go to the boardwalk.

He adores it when Laddie treats you like his other parent.

Has tried to turn you multiple times. And all of those attempts were unsuccessful.

You absolutely melt at the German pet names. (Liebling, Liebchen, Süßer, Maus.)

Marko and Paul tried to hit on you once when you and Dwayne started dating. Let’s just say Dwayne screamed at them for a hour straight.

Smothering his face with kisses on the boardwalk

Randomly slamming your face into his chest

You love snatching Laddie and running. (Which gives Dwayne a heart attack, every time.)

Hanging upside down and watching the boardwalk

Dancing in the dark

Going Mach 10 down the boardwalk:

“FUCK DWAYNE YOUR GOING TO FAST” “YOU DIDN’T COMPLAIN ABOUT THAT LAST NIGHT!”

Stealing his jacket randomly

#the lostboys 1987 #80s #dwayne tlb #marko tlb #paul tlb #david tlb #grunge #tlb headcanons #tlb x reader #I HAD TO FINISH THIS SO QUICK BECAUSE I HAD A REQUEST IM SORRY

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fleurmatisse · 3 days

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#in my heart of hearts i know i want to look like david lostboys #it’s just so much work kdhsjd

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nyxnygma · 2 years

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I Love it Loud || Poly!Paul&Dwayne [PART ONE]

[PaulxFem!ReaderxDwayne]

Summary: The reader is a lot like Paul (the same hobbies, music taste, film taste)so it was no surprise that he fell for the female version of himself. The surprise was Dwayne fell for her too..

Warnings: drug use, jealousy, horror movie references

Masterlist

You were friends with Paul first. You met him when he asked for a hit of your joint on the boardwalk one night, after that you both would enjoy wondering around Santa Carla together. You didn’t notice who was only around in the night since that’s the only time you would go to the boardwalk.

“Hey Y/N!” Paul smiled as he sat himself beside you on the sand.

“Paul,” you grinned, “I was beginning to think you stood me up.”

“I would never dare to stand you up!” Paul gasps dramatically, “but I did invite my friends over hope you don’t mind.”

“Ugh,” you rolled your eyes.

“What!” Paul furrowed his brows as he pulled a joint from his jacket, “they wanted to meet you.”

“Awww have you been talking about me, Blondie?” You teased snatching the roll out of his hands and lighting it.

“Yeah,” he smiles proudly, “of course I told them about my hot new friend.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you chuckled, “so where are they?”

“Right there, baby,” Paul pushed your head to the side where the rest of his biker gang strolled up to you.

“Hey there,” the short one greeted as he looked between you and his friend with glee, “you must be the gorgeous Y/N we’ve been hearing so much about.”

“Yep,” You nodded as you took a hit of the joint in your fingers, “he doesn’t talk about you lot to me so I’m gonna need names.”

“I’m David,” the bleach blonde one smiled. It was almost like he was trying to be intimidating as he loomed over you but you were about to burst out with laughter.

“And I’m Marko,” the short one chimed in again.

Dwayne had not been listening to the conversation. From the moment he laid his eyes on you, he froze. He was so infatuated by your beauty. He was pulled out of his trance by your shouting.

“Oi. Dark and Brooding back there,” you tried to get his attention, “you okay there? You’ve been staring creepily at me for the past 2 minutes.”

Embarrassment doesn’t come often for Dwayne but this brought heat to his cheeks. “I’m Dwayne,” he attempts to play it cool.

You hand the spliff back to the blonde beside you and the other boys stood awkwardly in front of you. “You gonna sit cause I don’t think I can stand this staring contest any longer,” you hum as you take a sip from the cheap beer. The boys nod in acknowledgment and sit down.

“I like her,” Marko smiled. As he took his place in the other side of me.

“Oh please tell me your joking,” I laugh at Marko outrageous comment.

“Joking? Friday 13th: Part 3 is well better than Halloween 2!” He exclaims, “Halloween 2 just takes place in a boring hospital! Jason gets his iconic mask in that movie.”

“Jason is nothing but a copy of Michael Myers and Halloween created the slasher sub-genre. Any Halloween movie beats them,” You shrugs cuddling closer to Paul, whose arm is sling over your shoulders, “anyway part 3 is exactly the same as every other Friday 13th!”

Marko was about to carry on the argument before David interrupts, “alright we get it. You’re both nerds.”

“I think your knowledge on horror movies is cool,” Dwayne shrugs with fake nonchalance. He has never had a problem with getting close with a girl but you were different. It even angered him that you were so close with Paul and not him, even if you knew Paul for longer.

“Thanks, Dwayne,” you smile at him. He couldn’t help but blush.

“Anyways, Friday the 13th maybe my favourite slasher flicks, I’m gonna have to agree with Y/N,” Paul shrugs handing me another can of alcohol.

“FUCK YOU! HAHA!” You shout with victory at the boy you literally just met two hours ago. Paul smiled at you behaviour.

Paul has had a strange feeling about you ever since he met you. You were funny, sweet, loud and perfect. He wanted nothing more than to kiss you but he was scared that you wouldn’t feel the same and not talk to him again.

Part 2 coming soon…

#Spotify #lost boys david #lost boys marko #lost boys paul #lost boys dwayne #lostboys #lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #the lost boys #dwayne tlb #dwayne lost boys #paul tlb #tlb paul #paul lost boys #tlb #poly!tlb x reader #poly!tlb #poly!lost boys

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