#the lost boys paul

[blueberrypancakesworld]

The meeting of the four revenants

David/Dwayne/Paul/Marko x fem!reader

warning : tiny comfort, war, blood and injury mild, no use of Y/n

Summary : The four vampires from Santa Carla are a group that goes back a long way, but what if you look back…to the century when they themselves got the bite of death and took their first victim?

Info : So this little based on the wonderful hc from @williamprattz I love the gifs and check out the blog also the four posts @misslavenderlady made on the backstory are excellent. Have fun reading ;)

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David : The castle of the king great, far under the rule of Henry the eighth a man feared by many for various reasons but especially for the fear of the women at court whether his wives or the highborn ladies who had to stay here as "honor" without the protection of their husband…especially her without a husband.

Sitting in the wooden chair, the dark dress on her body showing that she was grieving even though this protection would not last much longer.

Looking at the fire it disgusted her to imagine how the king could simply force her. ,,Have mercy god i beg you" she murmured praying again and was about to reach for the scriptures when she heard a noise outside.

She saw the footsteps of a man stumbling and someone who seemed to be in pain cautiously approaching the small window and she saw the silhouette of a man on the castle walls below her window. That's Ser David she thought, recognizing the blond hair and dark clothes of the young knight who had recently won the tournament, outstanding leadership skills.

Lifting her dress slightly to get down the stairs faster, she scurried past the torches, trying not to run into the guards, and arrived with difficulty on the castle wall. ,,Ser David," she said anxiously and saw the man, only a year older than her, leaning against the cold, stony castle wall.

His breathing was heavy and yet barely recognizable, his face contorted in pain and confusion, and she let out a startled sound when she saw the blood on his neck.

Before his blue eyes, cold as winter, settled on her, ,,My lady, you startled me…you-you shouldn't be out here at this late hour," he murmured, straightening up with difficulty and threatening to topple over before she supported him, his bloody hand clutching her dress and staining her hand as she slowly propped him to the ground.

,,Don't say that, my David, your wound is that a bite?" she asked, not realizing how close she was to him, how worried she was, her heart beating fast as she tried to call for help…not wanting the man she truly loved to be taken from her.

But just as she was about to rise, he grabbed her hand almost painfully and pulled her back to him, wrapping his bloody hands around her, seeming to press himself against her warm body. ,,One bite was enough" he murmured and she didn't understand was it a bite that had made him so weak?

Was he talking about a beast? Turning her head slightly, she was about to ask him when she was startled to see cold blue eyes looking at her, a mouth hiding sharp fangs and the bite of a revenant, a monster of the night.

Letting his name slip from her lips to plead with him, it was too late as the vampire's teeth bared into her neck more inexperienced than his lord, searching for blood for his victim…for a victim he perhaps hoped to convert out of love so as not to walk alone in infinity, blood staining the moon and the young undead knight disappearing with the highborn lady.

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Dwayne : The year 1650s under the reign of the Habsburg Emperor Ferdinand the third spread of power, conspiracies and marriages. A time of faith a time of faith in monasteries in which, alongside the numerous monks and nuns, there was also a young woman among the holy sisters of faith.

In the cool room behind the thick stone, she lay on her straw bed unconscious and not tired, thinking about the day, the bed, the food, the planting of herbs in the gardens and the reading from the Bible…and him.

Sin in the eyes of the others, but they needed him, the merchant who supplied them with goods they could not get for themselves in the cooler months.

Tall, silent, long black hair and his dark engaging eyes. Thoughts that made her own sin and she pulled the blanket from her body and stood up, still dressed in her dark uniform, to go out.

Wanting to go to bed, wanting to turn to the flowers, wanting to calm down. As she walked out across the hope, she saw behind the clouds that the sun was already rising, a beautiful moment that was interrupted by a crash.

She listened attentively to the sounds coming from the small storeroom where the garden tools, baskets and seeds for the herbs were kept. ,,An animal?" she asked herself and plucked up her courage to go towards it and the closer she got, she heard heavy breathing, pained noises and more noises.

,,God help me," she murmured, making a criss-cross movement before she opened the door and almost screamed when she saw him dart out of the darkness.

His cool hand gripped hers and he pulled her into the storeroom. ,,Dw-Dwayne what are you doing here?" she asked in confusion, smelling something like burning besides earth and stone but no fire seemed to be burning or was it coming from outside.

His dark eyes were on hers, she saw how tense he was when he didn't let go of her. ,,Sorry for breaking in…you shouldn't be here…not with me" he mumbled seeming to want to turn away from her but wincing painfully his shirt which was under his coat as far as she could see seemed burnt, his skin smelled burnt and his face was sore saying more than she needed to know.

,,I'll help you" came faster than it should have, she wanted to pull him out of the room, wanted to heal him, wanted to have him with her but he wouldn't let her instead he pulled her in for a hug she only saw his gaze for a moment but he was full of determination.

She saw in the distance that the sun was slowly rising, it hurt him and she mumbled a ,,Forgive me but I just need this my dear" she felt him almost leaving an apologetic kiss on her neck before her scream echoed in the room as his teeth sank into her neck.

She had invited the devil into the monastery and he had gone out of the sacred halls with her to devour her soul and take her with him to hell.

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Paul : America a land of aspiration, of ideas and innovation, a land of violence and weapons, a land that boomed with the industrial revolution, a land that had dark alleys and corners, a land that was full of dreams, a land of immigrants who came on steamships, a land that was home to everything and everyone.

A land that saw the end of many groups and a land that under high industrialization became something that hardly anyone had seen before. A country that was a home for travelers, a home for a young woman who traveled across the states on the newest train in her own compartment.

A modern train with lights and technology that still seemed new, a train that would take her to her destination, but also a train that was noisy. The noises of the night and the shining kept her awake and she decided to go on a little journey of her own through the train even if she needed the sleep because of her new job as a librarian and yet what did a little walk do?

Leaving her compartment and saying hello to a few waiters and others who were on their way to the bathrooms or returning from the bar in the dining car, she got closer and closer to the end of the train.

The last compartment was the one where the suitcase and luggage, which was too big for the compartment, were already on their way back, when she suddenly heard a rattling and banging noise as if the luggage had fallen over.

Not that it was of any concern to her, but the thought that her books, documents and important files might crumple made her a little nervous.

Putting her hand on the handle, she went into the compartment and saw in the swinging light that not only one suitcase had fallen over, but apparently the entire back row, the row where her suitcase was. ,,Hello? Is anyone there?" she asked into the semi-darkness, hoping that an employee was here to take care of it, otherwise she would have had to fetch one.

But when she noticed a movement among the suitcases, she hurried away. What if someone was under there? hurt? or worse? "Is that someone…please miss," she heard a male voice from under the luggage and she began to remove it as quickly as she could.

She looked underneath and after the perosn could make out the blond tangled hair, she saw the beautiful expression and yet a smile on his lips. ,,Thank you dear miss…you are my savior he said and slowly rose with her help before she could ask what had happened she was startled when she saw the blood on his neck.

,,You're hurt wait here" she said and pulled out her white cloth to stop the bleeding slightly but instead he grabbed her hand and gave her an almost suggestive look through the pain. The worry she had felt turned to fear but that look seemed like something else.

,,That's all right, darling, I just need this," he replied and she felt him snatch the cloth from her hand and pull it towards him, the pain starting from her neck and slowly staining the cloth on the floor with blood.

The unknown traveler disappeared into the darkness and another woman on a train journey to a new land vanished, leaving only the bloody cloth behind.

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Marko : War and death and suffering are concepts that were part of the everyday life of the population. The soldiers at the front, the suffering starving population, the perishing groups and the nurses and paramedics who lay at the front and in the hospitals. It was a time when people were dying and dying every day.

A time of blood and death, a time when everyone was fighting for their lives and they almost blocked out the screams they could no longer see. The field bed in the medical tent, which was more bad than good, stood on the muddy ground that was only sporadically covered with stone.

They were not completely at the front and yet every moment seemed to be the last, of which the blood on her apron was just one. ,,How much longer can this go on?" she asked herself, as she did every day, and put the medicines back in the boxes, which were already too few, but she had to carry on.

Giving up was not an option, they either had to win and that was the best solution or lose and they were all doomed, but that couldn't happen. However, she wanted to at least get some rest and go to the small compartment with the sisters and lie down on the cot.

Just for a moment, closing her eyes, she heard it…that sound…the sound of pain and suffering. But from whom? An enemy or the ally?

She didn't know and so her hand automatically reached for her first aid bag and took a lamp and, even though she hated it, a pistol. Neither practiced nor ever killed anyone but who knows who it was. She took one last look back and stepped out of the tent, looked around in the dark and saw the person crawling out of one of the trenches.

Holding the lamp in front of her, she saw with some reassurance that it was one of the uniformed Italians. ,,Hold out," she shouted as loudly as she could without raising the alarm and rushed over to the injured man who was on the ground and struggling to regain his strength. ,,Wait here, I'll help you? What happened? Where have you gone?" she asked, turning off the lamp and helping him to lie on the floor as best she could.

But as far as she could see, he only seemed to be injured in the neck, which was dangerous but not necessarily fatal. ,,Thank you my angel," he murmured and even though she knew that for many she was an angel of death or the angel of healing, he wasn't supposed to die, the bite-like injury didn't seem deep enough for that.

,,It's all right, everything will be all right again," she said and turned to her bag to take out the compress and the bandage when she saw him suddenly sit up as if he wasn't in pain, as if he had found something new and that look in his eyes, that look that looked like a hundred things, frightened her.

His hand stopped her from putting the bandage around his neck where the compress should have been. ,,Everything will be all right now," he replied, stifling her protests and questions by biting into her neck and pulling her down into the ditch with him.

In this blood-red night, he only left behind her bag in which the bandage and compress were still missing and were never meant to heal.

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#the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys david #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys paul #the lost boys marko #tlb david x reader #tlb dwayne x reader #tlb paul x reader #tlb marko x reader

[kitkatdoodlez]

Nesting

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[ponomar23]

I really love drawing these bats🤧

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[arenpath]

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[redamancy-writes]

The Lost Boys (1987) x Fem! Reader - Payment

Warnings: None

Fandom- The Lost Boys 1987

Pairings- Poly! Lost Boys x Female! Reader

Title- Payment

“Is she awake yet?” 

Marko’s voice was unusually soft as he entered into the nesting area where you lay resting in Paul’s arms. You were laying on your side, your face pressed into Paul’s chest as he sat still on his back for you to use him as your personal teddy bear. 

“Not yet,” Paul whispered back, eyes not leaving your form as you breathed deeply, in and out, almost in a entrancing pattern. 

“We’re heading out soon, you should wake her up,” Marko nearly bursted into laughter at Paul’s horrified looking face. 

“You know she hates when she wakes up and we’re gone,” Dwayne murmured lowly, hovering in the doorway. 

“I just hate waking her- she looks so peaceful when she’s sleeping,” Paul’s pout was obvious as he looked to Marko and Dwayne with puppy eyes. 

“I’ll help you,” Dwayne decided, his lips upturning into a smile as he approached the bed, crawling to lay behind you just where David had been hours before to help you fall asleep. 

Rather than wake you though, the two simply watched- all desire to awaken you from your deep slumber gone. Your breath was deep and slow, your mouth open ever so slightly as your cheek was squished against Paul’s body. Your lips looking soft and pretty and oh so sweet, something they always remembered from your kisses. The answers of someone like you could love a rowdy group like them always evaded them. You were gentle, pretty, soft, and kind. Heart swelling of sympathy, your heart always on display. In concert with that you were understanding, trying your best to understand everyone- even if they had hurt you. Now these guys? They killed for fun, terrorizing people on the Boardwalk when they got too bored, and enticed others to make bad decisions that would end up benefitting them despite the hurt it would cause to those actually making such decisions. 

“Babycakes,” Paul murmured lowly, tone not too loud as to not startle you awake. “Time to wake up, sweet thing,” He leaned his head down to press kisses against your forehead, arm reaching up to draw patterns on your back. 

“It’s time to get up, little one,” Dwayne whispered from behind, his hand massaging yours- each knuckle getting an affectionate rub before he moved to your palm. 

Stirring from your sleep, Paul frowned as your expression lost it’s peacefulness and was replaced with scrunched brows- your mouth shutting as your head twisted to bury more into Paul’s chest. 

“Oh, c’mon now babycakes,” Paul couldn’t help but laugh at your antics, making a sleepy grin form on your face as you pulled yourself from his chest to stare at him. “Why d’ya wake me up?” Your words were slightly slurred from sleep, your eyes bleary as you pouted up at him. 

“So you could have time to wake up before we left, love,” David now called from the doorway, Marko standing at the edge of the bed. 

“Mmm,” You closed your eyes in thought. 

“Hey hey, don’t fall back asleep,” Marko called out to you, making you open your eyes again with a laugh, “I wasn’t trying to, I was just thinking…”

“Thinking about what?” Dwayne murmured, taking your hand up towards his mouth to give a kiss to it. 

“Thinking about- those,” You looked at Dwayne, making his eyebrow arch in a silent question. 

“Kisses,” You clarified, a grin spreading across your cheeks. 

“Oh I see, our little love wants kisses?” David grinned, approaching the bed.

“As a payment, of course,” You nodded at David, “Payment for waking me up so early.” 

“A payment is only fair,” Dwayne murmured, turning your head to press a kiss to your lips, a sound of surprise leaving you before you melted into him. The kiss ended all too soon, only for Paul to tilt your face towards him for his own kiss to be placed on your lips. 

David’s hands were free of his leather gloves for once, his hands feeling much softer than the leather as they cupped your cheeks and brought you into a deep kiss. 

“My turn,” Marko’s voice greeted your ears in a singsong manner after a moment, his impatience showing as when you opened your eyes he was already biting his nails to stave off his urge to approach you. 

“Marko,” You cooed, arms open for him as he eagerly clambered onto the bed, careful not to crush you with his weight as he pressed kisses all around your face, your laughs filling the room and their hearts before he captured your lips in his. 

Maybe they weren’t the nicest people, or the kindest- heck they were murderers… but you chose them, chose to love them and you didn’t shy away from their secret when they told you but embraced them with a warmth that never dimmed. 

“Mmm,” You sighed, “I think that satisfies payment in full, my dear boys.”

Tags- @icefrozendeadlyqueen​

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[rosemary-writes]

How he holds you

(Lost boys x gender neutral reader headcanons)

Warnings: Marko being a lil cheeky

Authors note: heeeyy chickens, long time no see♡I transferred to university and I have little to no time to write stuff like this anymore. Buut since it’s October, I gotta do my fav boys

David

-David doesn’t really hold you per say. You more or less cling and hold on to him.

-He doesn’t like seeming too vulnerable or soft when in public. Especially while on the boardwalk and the surf nazis are out and about

-However, if you’re standing next to him, he will casually put his hand on the back of yours. Theres something about his palm resting on your hand that just makes him feel content

-When you two are in the cave and hes sitting in his chair or on the couch, he always beckons you to sit on his lap. While you’re on his lap, he’ll snake his arm around your back and rest his hand on your thigh or butt.

-While he says its to “keep hold of what's his” it’s also so your back isnt digging into the metal of his wheelchair.

-It’s old and rusty and he doesnt really want you to be squirming cause it’s hurting your skin

-Some nights when the two of you are alone or you had a bad day, he lets you lay on his chest while he lays down on the couch.

-Your hands fall to his chest and his arms will wrap around you to keep you pressed comfortably against him.

-Even though his heart no longer beats, you swear you sometimes hear faint thumps when you mumble how much you love him into his chest

-Overall 6/10 cause he only holds you back every few weeks.

Dwayne

-Dwayne isn’t afraid to wrap an arm around your waist or hips while in public. It’s his way of showing people that you’re his partner and to keep you close to him

-He’ll sometimes put his fingers through your belt loops

-When meeting up in public, he’ll loosely wrap his arms around your hips while giving you a kiss. When meeting you in private, like at your house, he will actually give you a decent hug

-I like to think that Dwayne will link pinkies with you while walking around the boardwalk sometimes. He thinks it’s really sweet.

-When you two are in the cave, he’ll come up behind you and snake his arms around you and rest his head on your shoulder. His stubble tends to tickle your neck a bit

-he might take in a big inhale of your scent

-When you two cuddle, hes pulling you so close to him that you’re practically smothering him

-He loves it

-His hands will move all over the place. Your back, hips, thighs, butt, maybe one in your hair

-If you fall asleep, hes on cloud 9. He’ll most likely move you both into a small nest spot in the cave and either fall asleep with you or stay awake to watch you sleep. If you guys are at your place, he watches over you while you sleep.

-10/10 cause his cuddles are top notch

Paul

-Paul can’t keep his hands to himself so hes holding you all the damn time.

-Had a bad day? Let him hold you, he wants to make you feel better

-Theres a puddle on the ground? He’ll carry you over it

-Yikes babe, your shoe is untied, guess he’s gotta hold you so you don’t trip

-Yeah, hes very touchy

-Out on the boardwalk he loves to hold your hands. Like, he hates having to let go of your hand if you have to do something.

-Heaven forbid you want to eat or need to sneeze

-On the occasions where he takes you flying with him, he keeps you so close to him. He would never drop you but theres been a few times where you slipped from his grasp and it spooked you. So, he’ll have an iron grip on you while flying over the ocean or Santa Carla

-If you’re ever with him when he’s having a smoke sesh, he goes to maximum handsyness. God help you if you need to pee

-Like Dwayne, his hands are going everywhere, but hes gripping you as if you’re going to float away.

-He loves keeping you close because you’re so warm against his cold body. His cold hands will slip under your shirt and move around. He’s not trying to tickle you, he just loves how warm your back is.

-9.5/10 because his hands are cold as hell

Marko

-Marko’s not as handsy as the others

-Once in a blue moon, Marko lets you wrap your arms around him and he will envelop you in his jacket. It’s warm and it’s a really rare soft moment with him. It only happens when you forget a jacket and you’re both on the boardwalk and it’s freezing. Surprisingly, hes warm because of how thick his jacket is

-However, he mostly keeps a hand in your back pocket or he’ll pinch your butt. If hes showing you something, he takes your hand to lead you.

-Thats about as far as it goes in public.

-However, in private, it is a totally different scene

-He likes to hold you from behind. He sneaks up and wraps his arms around you while shoving his face into your hair

-He’ll only do this when no one is around. He does not want the others to see him like this.

-He does like to cuddle with you. He’s the big spoon and youre always the little spoon

-The feeling of your body expanding while breathing tends to calm him down since he easily gets wound up.

-While spooning you, he’ll lean forward just a bit to kiss you on the cheek. He will also sometimes entwine your hands and kiss the back of your hand.

-He warms up underneath the covers with you.

-Moments like that remind him that it’s okay to be relaxed with others

-I give him a 7/10

#the lost boys imagines #the lost boys x reader #rosemary writes #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys paul #david the lost boys x reader #dwayne lost boys x reader #paul the lost boys x reader #marko lost boys x reader #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #david the lost boys #the lost boys dwayne

[i-heart-slashers]

Okay hear me out...

...yes please.

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[shamelessly-obsessed]

Not sure why I went so hard on this one but Jesus Christ this took forever (14 hrs…)

Anyways I love these little gay vampires

#the lost boys #lost boys #the lost boys movie #the lost boys marko #marko the lost boys #alex winter #the lost boys fanart #fanart #80s movies #paul the lost boys #the lost boys paul

[thelostboysthings]

I want them so bad

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #80s films #80s movies #i love the 80s #billy wirth #brooke mccarter #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys paul #tlb dwayne #tlb paul

[thefuseoftemptation]

how about a request where the reader is with the lost boys and it's cold outside but the boys aren't necessarily affected by it and r is so they're just over there like -_-

send me more.

THE LOST BOYS X GN!READER

WARNING(S): cussing, reader is just a mere person f'course they're going to be cold. not sure what type of genre this would be under so-

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You’d been standing there for who knows how long; scrunching your nose at the way the air seemed to shift, causing you to curse under your breath because damn it, was it cold. 

Who knew you’d ever see the day when the temperatures dropped below average, being so used to wearing very little under in its usual circumstances.

But here you were, standing- waiting- for the boys, in only a short sleeve and some shorts. To be honest, David had told you the previous day that it was going to get cold, which only caused you, at the time, to wave him off because c’mon, it was Santa Carla. 

And god, you hated when he was right. 

He always had that look of ‘I told you so,’ only for him to follow it with the words itself shortly after. Something you weren’t looking forward to hearing- so, rather than stand there, like so, you try to move and not think about it. The less you look like you're freezing your ass off, which you were, the more likely he won’t tell you something. It was a stretch because well, it’s David, the guy always had something to say. Whether you wanted to hear it or not.

The sound of them approaching had you straightening yourself up, wincing when you let yourself go and felt the full effect of the wind. At least before, it was more bearable with the way you curled into yourself, but now, you were just exposed.

“Nugget?!” You could only roll your eyes at the nickname Paul gave you. The tall blonde never failed to seize in giving you names that were over the top. Most of the time you weren’t even sure he knew what he was saying. At one point he’d run out of nicknames and just started referring to you after things you ate. Hence the current use of the term he just dropped. “Why’re you standing out here like this?!”

You had to refrain from giving him lip, one because well, the boy just made it too easy sometimes, and two because of the other boy who was currently still seated on his bike next to him.

David’s brow lifted at your appearance, taking in what you wore or more so really, what you weren’t wearing. 

“It’s cold out, and you’re wearing that?” He questioned as he kept his eyes on yours. It was one thing to try and keep eye contact with him— it was a whole other thing to keep it while also trying to keep still and not have your words betray you when your teeth decide to chatter.

“No, m’f-fine.” Damnit.

“But it’s cold outside.” This time it was Marko who said it. The repeated words had you side eyeing the smallest of the boys. You knew that obviously, but thanks for pointing it out Marko, what gave it away?!

“It’s fine, m’fine!” The way your voice raised at the last few words had them all looking at you, something you chose to ignore as you pushed Paul away, who had taken it upon himself earlier to rub the sides of your arms repeatedly. It also had you moving out of Dwayne’s way when he went to take off his jacket.

“No- m’fine! See.” You lifted your arms and let them fall to your side, making it seem like you were just that, fine. As if it was nothing.

It was far from that because damn it, you were cold.

“Uh huh, so I’m sure you’ll be fine when we’re riding back to the cave?” David said as he sat up from his leaned position, putting the bike stand up before he looked at you again.

Honestly, you’d forgotten about that and the thought of it had you wanting to fall to your knees and give. And you could’ve done that, you should've done that- but you didn’t. Oh absolutely not. 

So here you were taking your time stepping up to their bikes, hesitant at getting on.

“Well?” David said, expectedly. He was really pushing it and you wanted nothing more than to tell him something but you just opted to send him a look. 

“You sure you don’t want my jacket?” Dwayne asked as you approached, and you shook your head. It was only when you were about to put your leg over that you heard him speak under his breath. “I don’t know what you’re trying to prove, you and I both know he was right….”

It caused you to send a swift kick to his leg, one that managed to do very little to him. And just when you got situated, David spoke up.

“You’re coming with me,” his arm extended out to you, with no room for arguing.

What he said went, most of which times you refused and it only sent the platinum blonde into a mood. But something now told you to just get on with him, even though you knew there was an underlying intention behind his words. 

And you should’ve stood to your usual and refused his demands because here you were, riding to the cave with your face stuffed into his back and your arms clutching onto his waist. You weren’t sure how they hadn’t fallen off at this point because you weren’t even sure you could feel them anymore.

The ride felt unusually long, too long for your liking, that when you guys finally did get there, you hadn’t even known. Your face still buried into David’s back as the others got off and stood by, waiting for you to move.

“Uh, Y/N?” You hadn’t even heard Marko, still hearing the sounds of the wind in your ear from moments before.

“You still fine, Y/N?” David asked as he turned his head to look over his shoulder at your curled up form. The use of him using your own words against you had you pulling your head from its spot to stare at him.

“Shut. It.” You push through your teeth before slowly removing yourself from the blonde. Or at least tried to. You couldn’t feel your arms or legs so the furthest you got was sitting upright.

“M’not fine,” you say as you stayed seated there. “It’s cold outside….” It was the softest you’d ever spoken, the sound of it had the boys pulling you up from the bike. Their arms refusing to leave you as they guided you through the entrance of the cave.

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You were lying in your nest with three out of the four, curled into you. Paul and Marko laying quite literally on top of you, while Dwayne laid next to you. David sat to the side and watched, an all too familiar look on his face as he looked at you.

He’s gonna say it, he’s gonna say it, he’s gonna say it—

“I told you so.”

“I know that, David. You can let some of them go for once!”

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[sad-ghost-of-garbage]

Buying the Lost Boys Flowers

Lost boys x G/N reader no gender of reader is mentioned

Headcannons on how each of the boys would react to their mate gifting them flowers. Short sweet stuff I dug out of my drafts.

Paul- Paul would be the most giddy to receive flowers from his mate. He would definitely show them off to the others bragging, “how you are the best partner and that he has the best mate ever”. Gets really sad when they start wilting and will pout if you don’t get him anymore.

Marko- Marko would be shocked and just a lil confused, was this your way of asking for more flowers? But once you explain that you saw them and thought of him he’d blush and set them on a shelf in his room so he could paint them later.

Dwayne- Big man is flattered that you would buy him flowers, he goes and "aquires" a vase since he didn’t want to ruin the vision of your gift by putting them in an empty beer bottle. He preserves a few of the flowers by pressing them in the pages of his books, that way he will always have a small piece of the gift you gave him. He may actually turn them into a bookmark on a rare occasion if he’s feeling crafty.

David- David is the most shocked to receive flowers, he sees himself as the provider (he is also the one who initiates first in a potential relationship) so it definitely sorta blindsides him that affectionate gestures go both ways. I feel that David is such a romantic soul that he gets tunnel vision when it comes to love, he gets so focused on showering his mate with romance that he neglects getting love for himself. So if you give him flowers, prepare to receive an extra amount of gentle kisses and be prepared to have a big scary vampire glued to you all night.

Taglist: @ria-coolgirl, @henhouse-horrors and my boo Brit already saw this lol my bad, I forgot my taglist the first time sorry guys!

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[kitkatdoodlez]

POV you’re Michael

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[ponomar23]

I’VE FINISHED!!!!!!

Just THE MOST BELOVED AND WONDERFUL BOYS

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[master-of-metal66]

Some sketchbook stuff ✏

Sorry for the lack of sketches with Dwayne, I'll do better next time😇

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[redamancy-writes]

Jealousy on the Boardwalk (The Lost Boys 1987 x Female! Reader)

Word Count - 1036 Fandom - The Lost Boys 1987 Pairing - Poly! The Lost Boys 1987 x Female! Reader Title - Jealousy on the Boardwalk

Jealous - fiercely protective or vigilant of one's rights or possessions.

“All of these attractions, and I can’t help but keep my eyes on you, sweetheart,” You felt like you jolted out of your skin as Paul was suddenly behind you, his hands snaking around your middle as the rest of the boys approached. 

“You scared the hell out of me,” You laughed as he pulled you into him, Paul’s face diving into the crook of your neck to pepper kisses against the flesh. 

“S’rry,” He murmured against your skin as each of the other boys approached to give you their own greeting. A kiss to the knuckles, a devilish grin and a kiss to your nose, and an appreciative glance over your form before a gloved hand cupped the side of your cheek and kissed the other. 

“What do you boys have planned tonight?” You asked as Paul kept you locked in his arms, feeling particularly affectionate tonight, while the other three surrounded you two. 

“Some rides, some food,” Marko grinned as he pointed to the newest addition of the Santa Carla boardwalk. It was a thrill ride, and you couldn’t quite make out the name as the neon lettering was too far for your eyes to fully focus on, but you could hear the screams of terror and resounding laughter of groups of friends as it took them through it. 

“That looks like fun,” You mused, a gasp leaving your throat as Paul decided to begin to nip against your flesh. “Paul,” You muttered in warning as he laughed before pulling away. 

“C’mon, let’s go,” Marko pulled you free from Paul’s grip.

“Hold on, hold on,” You laughed as he started tugging you towards the ride, “I think I need to hit the bathroom first, then go on the ride.” You explained as he looked at you with a confused expression. 

“Knowing you four, it will be hours before you’ll want to take a break,” You tossed a knowing glance to Paul as he was already antsy to get going, ping-ponging off of Marko’s energy. 

“I’ll meet you all over there,” You pecked Marko’s lips before you were disappearing into the crowd, David’s eyes watching over you until you entered the public bathroom. 

“C’mon, I’m going to grab a slushie,” Marko nudged Paul, the two making their way to the treats stand, Dwayne and David resting against the handrail, eyes wandering the crowd as they waited for your return. 

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“Phew,” You wiped the water on your hands off on your jeans as you left the bathroom, the hand dryer not doing a damn thing to dry your hands after washing them. Eyes scanning the crowd, you grinned as you made eye contact with Dwayne, his lips quirking into a grin as you began to approach only for a wolf whistle to catch your ears.

Dwayne’s expression morphed into a glare, gaze drifting to your left as the Surf Nazi’s whistled and called at you. 

“C’mon hot stuff, you bounce on those biker’s dicks all the time, you can give us something!” You felt heat crawl up your neck as you ignored the group, biting your tongue as you moved past them to get towards David and Dwayne. 

You blocked out their voices as you kept your gaze on David, only for a reaction to be forced out of you as a loud smacking sound brought your attention back to the group. The sting on your ass came after. 

“What the–”

“What the fuck did you just do to our girl?” You didn’t even see Marko and Paul, but now Marko had the bastard up by the collar, their noses nearly touching. 

“C’mere,” Dwayne pulled you to him, facing you away from the group. You didn’t want nor need to see what those three were about to do.  “Let’s go get you a drink, hm, maybe a milkshake?” He was seething, hands trembling with rage but he kept it under wraps as you heard a sickening crunch while he led you away. 

As the two of you sat in the booth, you swirled the straw around the milkshake, briefly letting your gaze flick up from the creamy beverage to Dwayne’s face as he stared out the window, eyes flickering back and forth. 

“You okay?” You broke the silence, making his attention snap from the window to you. 

“You’re asking me that?” He grinned at you, “How about we reverse that question, how are you? Are you okay?” Dwayne reached a hand over, interlacing your fingers with his. 

“Meh, I’ve been better but I’ve certainly been worse- but I do have a milkshake so,” You shrugged while smiling, “I just hope the others are alright,” You frowned. 

“You worried about us, doll?” David questioned, just now adjusting to putting his gloves back on as they entered the diner. 

“Always,” Your eyes flickered over each one of them, your frown deepening. Marko had a split lip, always being the one to jump in head first into fights, and you could tell Paul had gotten several good hits in, knuckles bruised and blood caked on them. David, you couldn’t tell, but you figured the gloves were now not for a personal style choice, but to ensure you wouldn’t worry. 

“What happened when we left?” You knew what happened, or at least had a general picture, but you couldn’t help but ask. 

“They got what was coming to them for touching our girl,” David said simply as you scooched further in the booth for him to sit next to you. Paul took his place next to Dwayne as Marko pulled up a chair to sit at the edge of the table. 

“They won’t be bothering you anymore,” Marko gave you a smile as he leaned his arms against the table. 

“Oh?”

“Not if they want to live,” Paul muttered as he grabbed a menu off the condiment caddie. David’s eyes flickered to Dwayne while he put an arm around your shoulders, a raised brow sent his way while Dwayne subtly nodded in response. 

They had more business with those Surf Nazi’s, but for now there were more pressing matters, such as getting you fueled up and turning this night around. 

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[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Brooke explaining Paul if anyone was curious... 👀

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