#tlb x oc

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Mama chrysta kissing the baby’s chubby cheeks?🥺 “who’s a cutie?, YOU ARE! Mwah!”😭💖

Chrissie loves her Chrissy 🥺

[creaturefeaturecommando]

Piercings (TLB x Male!OC)

(Paul gets pierced despite his fear of needles. Read to find out where)

“Are you sure you want to do this Paulie ?” Marko asked, as Paul laid back on the tattoo table, his shirt and jacket removed. “You practically cried when you had to get your ears pierced, you couldn’t even get the second one done because you were so scared.”

“I can do this Marko.” Paul assured. “Rihan was real gentle when he pierced my other ear, I didn’t even feel it.”

“Because we’re vampires. We seldom feel pain.” Dwayne said from across the room, flipping through a magazine.

“And that needle he used was only like what, 50% silver ? I saw him struggle to get it through your ear lobe.” David said, digging through the candy bowl Rihan kept in the waiting area. “Is he seriously out of fun sized Reese’s Cups ?”

“I’m out of Reese’s Cups because you keep eating them all, David.” Rihan said, abruptly entering the room, carrying a black box. “Get the fuck out of the candy bowl, it’s for paying customers only.”

“We’re paying aren’t we ?” David scoffed, rolling his eyes, avoiding Rihan’s glare.

“Paying me in affection is not the same as paying me in money, which I need.” Rihan argued, before turning away from David and turning towards Paul. “Are you sure you want to do this babe ?”

“I’m sure.” Paul nodded, taking a deep breath. “I just want to get it over with.”

“Alright Paul but I just have to warn you.” Rihan opened the box, revealing a shiny, new, needle. “I’m gonna have to use this.”

“And what the hell is that ?” Paul asked, his breath a little shaky.

“That doesn’t look like a regular piercing needle Ri.” Marko said, looking at the needle and then looking at Rihan.

“It’s not. It’s pure silver.” Rihan said. “My regular needles had a tough time just penetrating his ear lobe, I need something stronger for this particular piercing, so that I can actually pierce you without your healing factor kicking in immediately and so the piercing will heal naturally.”

“So it’s gonna hurt ?!?” Paul asked, eyes wide. “ I don’t want it to hurt !”

“Do you still want to this ?” Rihan asked. “Because I won’t force you, but this needle was fifty dollars, not including the shipping and taxing fees, which is why I had you wait two weeks when you first said you wanted your nipples pierced, so either you go through with it, or all of you owe me about seventy bucks.”

“Look we’ll get you the money.” David said, standing up. “I’m pretty sure there’s some sucker we could rob-“

“No.” Paul interrupted. Everyone looked at him.

“No ?” David asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Rihan went through too much trouble to get that special needle because I said I wanted the piercings. I want to go through with it.” Paul looked at Rihan and then the rest of the boys. “I’m gonna go through with it. I just… I need some support.”

“Alright so how are we doing this ?” Rihan asked, pulling his chair towards the left side of the table and sitting down.

“Here I’ll hold his hand.” Marko said, rushing to Paul’s right side and holding his hand.

Dwayne stood up and placed himself right behind the tattoo chair on the left side, taking Paul’s left hand and holding it up to his cheek.

David placed himself right on the floor, on his knees, as he was right next to Paul’s head.

“We gotcha Paul, we gotcha.” David said, his voice soft. “You’re gonna get through this, okay baby ?”

Paul nodded, taking deep breaths, shutting his eyes.

“Alright Paul, don’t be scared, I’m just cleaning the area real quick, alright ?” Rihan assured, dabbing the sanitary pad on Paul’s nipple. “That isn’t so bad, is it ?”

Paul didn’t say anything, keeping his eyes closed as he breathed in and out, the coldness of the sanitary pad making him flinch slightly.

“You’re doing so good baby.” Marko kissed his palm. “You’re being so good right now, it’ll only be over in a second.”

“Alright Paul this isn’t the needle, it’s a marker, I’m marking where I need to put the needle through, okay ?” Rihan said, patting Paul’s thigh. “You’re doing so well sweetheart, you’re so brave.” He cupped Paul’s chest, something he wouldn’t do with regular customers but he thought it would ease Paul’s mind if he felt his touch, even if he was wearing gloves. He made a mark on the first nipple, drawing two dots before doing the same to the second. Rihan took a deep breath.

“Alright Paul. Just breathe for me, can you do that babe ?” Rihan asked. “Don’t panic and stay still, okay ? Here comes the clamp.”

Paul’s breathing started to pick up when he felt the clamp as he held Marko and Dwayne’s hands in a death grip. David started stroking his hair.

“Shhh, calm down and just breathe babe.” David said. “You wanted this and you’re gonna see it through and then they’re gonna look so good on you.” he kissed Paul’s temple. “Deep breaths okay ?”

“Alright on three.” Rihan said, focusing the needle on the dots. “One…two…three.” Rihan quickly inserted the needle through Paul’s nipple. Paul yelped in pain, losing his grip on Marko’s hand but Marko quickly grasped his hand.

“Baby it’s okay, it’s okay.” Marko kissed his middle finger. “You’re almost there, it’s alright”

“You’re almost done Paul.” Dwayne kissed his other hand.

Rihan removed the needle and quickly inserted the barbel, screwing the ends on.

“I can’t do it.” Paul huffed, almost on the verge of tears, he opened his eyes, giving pleading looks to the others. “I can’t do that again please-“

“Now Paulie.” David crooned, turning Paul’s face toward his. “You said you could do this and we know you can do this, don’t punk out and leave a half finished job”

“I’ll try to be quick with it, okay babe ?” Rihan cooed. “Just keep holding onto the others okay ? You’re being so good right now, this other one is going to be a piece of cake.”

Paul nodded, taking deep breaths that soon turned into pants once Rihan put the clamp on his other nipple.

Marko turned Paul’s face towards him and pressed his lips against his forehead.

“You got this Paul.” Marko whispered.

“I’m going in on three” Rihan said, aligning the needle. “One…two…” and then inserted the needle as fast as he could.

“Fucking shit !” Paul hissed, squeezing his eyes shut. “You said you were going on three-“ that’s when Paul made the mistake of looking down, seeing the needle that was inserted into his nipple. He let out a shaky breath and his eyes started to roll into the back of his head.

“Hey, Paulie no !” David tapped Paul’s cheek with his finger tips. “You’re okay, don’t blank out on us.”

“He’s alright it’s just shock , I have clients pass out all the time.” Rihan assured, taking the needle out and placing the barbell in in, screwing in the ends. “Paulie ? Pretty Bird, you with me ?”

Paul groaned in response and nodded, still panting.

“You’re all done babe.” Rihan smiled. “You did so well for me, you were so brave.”

Paul slowly sat up, sweat gracing his forehead. Dwayne grabbed some paper towels and dabbed the sweat away.

“Shame I can’t show you in the mirror but I can assure you that they look pretty badass, maybe my best work yet.” Rihan said with a smirk.

Paul finally got the courage to look down at his new additions, his face filling with joy when he saw them.

“Holy shit these are badass !” Paul said, cupping his pecs to get a better look.

“How long till we can play with em ?” David asked.

“You gotta admit that they do look pretty hot on him.” Marko grinned, Dwayne nodding in agreement.

“Hard to say with his healing factor but there will be no playing tonight just to be safe.” Rihan said sternly, crossing his arms.

And with that, the boys irrupted into a symphony of groans and protests.

[hypocriticalspicewrites]

Kinks that the boys have… lncluding Chrysta…

Sometimes I see ur asks in my box and have to double take to realize they're coming from you 😭😭 it's such a surprise (a very welcome one of 😌) cause I just imagine it's coming out of the mouth of this big eyed cute faced littol elf looking at me like this :🥺 AHA

ALRIGHT THEN 👏 let's get down to the nitty gritty shall we? 😈

David has a corruption kink. He gets all hot and bothered at the idea of turning Chrysta into a vampire- especially if it were him to do it or if she were to drink his blood. It doesn't help thay she practically eggs him on when she finds out their vamps, and seems to always leave her neck visible or more exposed whenever he kisses her or of he's back from feeding and still itching for something..

Dwayne has a breeding kink- [Gee I wonder if anyone else in this Fandom has the headcanon]. The minute this man sees a baby on the boardwalk smile at him it's over. 🙏 The thought of making Chrysta his baby mama is probably on his mind 24/7 seven days a week.

He has some of the most often, and WORSE baby fever imaginable, and it makes it worse when Chrysta is spending time or taking care of Laddie or even helping any lost children on the boardwalk. It takes everything in him not to put a baby in this woman I SWEA-

The one time she was watching her baby niece for a while... Oh it was over for this man the second she had come to see them with a little chubby baby on her hip, giving the biggest grin to him before shying away into her shoulder.

Chrysta wasn't able to get him off of her the next night

Marko’s is... Kind of hard to explain...

He likes playful fighting/wrestling, not really sure what this would be labeled as, but there's something about tussling on the floor while trying to rip each other off one another awakes something in him. 👁👁

No- it's not anything creepy like that. It's all consensual and he always asks or makes sure with his girl if it's okay. It's also kind of just like-a challenge for one another to see who can win or not, and Chrysta is probably giggling the entire time as she tries to squirm away or beat him. [She never does. And never will.🫡]

Paul's got a thing for... Uh... Some real big displays of public affection if ykwim. 👀 He can't help the feeling or thrill or chance of being caught- even if he makes sure it's somewhere where the chance is rare, he doesn't mind the anxious feeling of looking behind him every once and a while.

This man will even be in the middle of the act with Chrysta and will hear one of the guys ask him for something... This mf with DEADASS walk out casually to answer or ask what they need him for while holding Chrysta. He's got no shame, and he's willing to show the world that.

And finally, our girl Chrysta. Chrysta has a sort of 'cat and mouse' kink, meaning she likes a little chase or hide-n-seek before giving into any of her boys. Even since the day she met them she was running around avoiding them to see if they'd follow along- the thrill and anticipation are just wayyy too enticing for her to turn the offer down!

So there's a lot of nights where she's running around the cave trying avoid one or four very riled up Vampires. 🤭🦇🍒

[chrissiepop]

No way... How come I'm just finding out about the boys and Stars blogs!? I'm always so late to find out about these things...

[ghost-with-most]

𝕬𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖘𝖔 𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖜

chapter 2;

tw: mentions of somebody disappearing

After meeting Johnny the days went by without a trace of him, it was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth. 

To add to that, something weird was going on. There were days where David just couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. 

Whether it was on the boardwalk, in a bar, or damn, even during a kill in an isolated area of the beach or a dark alley - he always felt a pair of eyes staring a hole in his back but, when he turned around, nobody, or nothing was behind him.

He was starting to get a bit frustrated and it reflected in the way he was treating the others. He was moodier - as if he wasn’t already - snappier. He was also a bit more paranoid than usual. Something was clearly going on.

The others were weird too. Always on edge. 

The thing is; they all felt it. They all felt those eyes stalking them in the dead of night as they were doing whatever. 

Dwayne was alert, more than usual. At the slightest sound he would jump and stare into the darkness. He would look frantically in the shadows for someone or something - he always found nothing. 

Paul was paranoid, what if somebody was spying on them? What if they knew they were vampires and they wanted to hurt them. Maybe he should stop smoking so much weed.

Marko was pissed off most of the time. The fact that he couldn’t pinpoint what the source of that sensation was, was frustrating him. He would kill his victims with far more anger, lashing his frustration on them and sometimes on the boys too.

This, of course, led to a lot of discussions and petty arguments. Whether it was Dwayne being paranoid when Marko almost got himself burnt alive because he almost didn’t make it in time to the cave after a kill, or whether it was Marko being angry at Paul for one particular joke of his or Paul not understanding why everyone was so calm, or David being angry at everyone for the slightest inconvenience, the slightest delay, everyone was on edge, at their throats. 

It got so bad that sometimes they wouldn’t even talk to each other. 

Even Max would soon find out how much on edge they were.

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They were at the video store, all together. David was talking to Max about what was going on and the others were roaming around.

“Man, I feel weird even here. And it’s certainly not because of the poor choice of horror movies in this place. Really chucky in the slasher movies’ section?” Paul said.

“You feel weird everywhere, smoke less weed. It’s getting to your head.” Marko snapped.

“And yet you don’t seem to have a problem smoking it.” Paul responded as he shot his head toward him.

“You still smoke more than me.” Marko replied. And another argument began. 

Dwayne tried to stop them “C’mon kids be nice to each other.”. But it was no use. 

“What does quantity have to do with this weird…feeling anyways? Besides, you are being a bitch these days. Guess you should try having less dick up your ass, Marko!” Paul snapped.

Marko, snapped his head towards him and stared, then launched himself at Paul. 

That’s when David and Max interrupted the conversation to separate the two and then drag them to the back to have a more private conversation. 

“I leave you for 5 fucking minutes!!” David shouted at them. Then turned to Max “See? This is what I was talking about.” 

Max nodded “I’ll look into it, but I don’t think there’s anything to worry about. You’re just going through a phase. You all worry about each other. Go have fun together and it’ll pass. Besides, there are no hunters around for now, but I have taken some precautions.” He went inside again and when he came back there was a kid with him. He had shoulder length hair and a blue jacket. 

“Why don’t you take care of him and show him around?”

His presence kind of helped the guys as now they had to actually worry about something (or rather someone), but actually what did the trick was Max’s words. The fact that he had dismissed their worries made them believe that was, maybe, a quickstep.

His name was Laddie. They welcomed him with open arms and after a few days the mood changed. 

Dwayne was like a dad to him and he was in charge of the more practical aspects of taking care of him - providing for him in any way possible, teaching him how to read, looking after him.

Paul and Marko were essentially his playmates. He played tricks on the others with Marko, while Paul took him to some questionable events (concerts and forbidden sections of the video store) - much to the dismay of Dwayne. David was all in all neutral, after all he was just a kid, it was of course a new preoccupation to the list, but he didn’t mind that much and he was better with them than if he was alone. 

So they started going out with lighter souls and while the feeling was still there, it seemed that things were going well.

Except… 

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One particular night the group had gone on the boardwalk together. 

Dwayne felt like staying close to David. Maybe he would wander a bit and have fun with Laddie, but at the same time he wanted to keep himself and everyone in range of vision.

The others had decided to wander off into the crowd. Marko and Paul wanted to let loose. With this newly found peace they wanted fun, they craved it. 

David wasn’t particularly worried, as he watched Marko and Paul disappear in the crowd, but he was vigilant . 

He waited a bit and then told Dwayne that he would go looking for a victim. 

“Wait for me here.” and after Dwayne gave him the heads up he needed, he headed towards the sea of people.

That day it seemed there were more people than usual, probably because it was the middle of July. A really hot July. And people (or rather humans) just loved going out on summer nights. "I almost feel bad for them" he thought as he scanned person after person to find his victim. 

But as he was caught up in his search he suddenly stopped. The feeling had come back and this time it was stronger than before. It felt big and dark and it felt like it would hurt him. Hurt Marko and Paul. 

He decided to see if they went back to Dwayne on the beach.

“Did you see Paul and Marko?” David asked Dwayne.

“No, I last saw them when they said goodbye.” he responded. 

“Fuck”. 

He tried to contact them telepathically to make sure that they were ok. Nothing. 

“It doesn’t feel right”, Dwayne could see the worry on David’s face. He had known David for so long that he had learned how to discern the emotions that he tried to hide because he was the leader, because he had to protect them, because they were brothers, because he loved them and he would risk it all for them if anything happened.

But as he was thinking Dwayne felt the same dark sensation lurking, alerting him. He was scared, scared for Marko and Paul. He looked at laddie and he was scared for him too. What if it could harm him? 

“We should go looking for them.” Dwayne said.

“Yes. You go left and I go right.” 

“Follow me bud.” he said to Laddie.

And they were off into the crowd. They looked for Paul and Marko everywhere. Attractions, shops, diners, places to get drinks, even clubs, record stores, vhs stores. Nothing. And the feeling was always there, all too present for both David and Dwayne. 

David was starting to get more erratic, he could contact mentally Dwayne which was a good and a bad sign. The fact that he could, meant that he wouldn’t lose him, but why couldn’t he contact Marko and Paul? He was constantly checking on Dwayne. 

And Dwayne, on the other hand, was just as anxious. Constantly checking on Laddie too. 

They agreed to head back to the beach. 

They constantly tried to contact them but there was no response. 

David was about to suggest to Dwayne to contact Max when he saw them. Paul and Marko were by their motorcycles. 

David was furious with them and he stormed their way. Followed by Dwayne. 

The feeling had changed, it was less heavy and it almost felt as if it was…amused? It was like a gentle laugh and it infuriated David even more. He didn’t like being made fun of. By whatever. 

“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU TWO BEEN, UH?” he screamed at them

“We just went around some stalls and grabbed some drinks” Marko replied “No need to get so pressed about it.”

“We couldn’t contact you, Marko, both of you.” Dwayne tried to ease the situation.

“And the feeling was back” David continued with a serious tone. 

“Oh come on David, you’re just paranoid.” Paul replied with an annoyed tone.

“We didn’t feel anything, besides even Max said that it’s nothing to worry about. Let loose a little” marko finished his sentence and there was a pause.

David got closer to him and he grabbed his jacket David was furious with a rage that he couldn’t describe as his.

“Paranoid, uh? Do you think it’s funny? Do you even know what could happen to us if we were found by…” but before he could continue

“Hey, guys what’s up!” a familiar voice chimed. “Oh did I interrupt something?”.

It was Johnny. 

David turned around to get a look of him; he was wearing a white tank top that looked like he had cut himself, a leather jacket and a pair of blue denims and dirty sneakers. In his left hand there was a plastic glass of beer that he brought to his lips to drink all the while looking at David with a glare that he could quite make out. It was mischievous and smug. 

“Hey, J where have you been?” asked Paul excitedly getting close to him. 

While Paul grabbed his right arm in a handshake he answered “I’ve had some work to do.” 

Johnny looked at the others “and you guys? Where have you been? Oh hey little bud.”

Dwayne got closer too “The usual, having fun… what work did you do.” 

“A family friend. I work at his club.” he answered 

“Oh really, I’ve been to a lot of clubs, which one?” replied Paul.

Now Johnny had the attention of everyone. Marko and David too, after they cooled down. 

“His club is The Lily.” 

“Oh really!?! I’ve always seen the craziest stuff go down there.” Paul hollered. Johnny smiled, not exactly pleased with the statement.

“So you guys are down for any fun?” he wanted to change the subject

“Hell yeah!!” they all hollered. 

Except for David he was behind the others looking at the scene. 

As they got closer to the life of Santa Carla, Johnny started to be left behind, slowly finding himself closer to David.

“So did you find your sister?” David asked while looking in front of him as to check what the terror twins and Dwayne were doing. Laddie was running around but he stopped to listen. Marko quickly glanced at them, he had heard the question. 

“No, not yet. But I’m not worried, she’s a tough cookie. We’ll find her.” he answered. 

“How long has she been missing?” he continued, not looking at Johnny yet. 

“Almost seven months.” his tone was less cheerful than before and he chugged what was left of his beer. They still hadn’t looked at eachother.

“And why did she leave?” Laddie had found enough courage to ask the question. 

Johnny took a deep breath. “Touchy subject” David thought to himself. He turned slightly to his right to look at Johnny's face. He was clearly hurting a bit.

But as he was studying him, he turned around too, to look at him,and he could have sworn that when Johnny locked his pale blue eyes with him, David felt Johnny’s heartbeat quicken.

“We don’t know bud. A lot of stuff happened, all at once. Maybe she wasn’t ready. Sometimes people just want to leave, but it’s not forever.” he said as he looked away.

“Do you have a picture of her? Maybe we’ve seen her.” Marko chimed and with that Johnny was brought back to reality as he shook his head.

“Yes actually,”Johnny replied, fishing in one of his back pockets to take out a wallet “here you go” he said as he opened it and five photos came out. They were in one of those plastic things where you could put more than one picture and it would open falling down. The sight had caught the attention of the other boys too. 

The first picture was one of a little girl, dark hair and a missing tooth smiling wide. 

The second picture was one of a girl, still with dark hair-the same that the kid and johnny seemed to share apparently- and bright eyes though the colour was impossible to decipher as the pictures were in black and white. She was smiling and she was waving at the camera. David felt weird looking at her, maybe it was because of the cross necklace around her neck.

The third picture was one of a girl, sitting on the front porch of a house wearing a white dress, she had a cigarette in her hand and she was looking at the camera, she had the same penetrating stare of Johnny but with a set of untamed hair.

The fourth picture was one where the four siblings were all together. The kid, the brunette, Johnny, the wild haired girl and a blonde girl. They were all smiling except for the blonde. 

The last picture was a picture of the blonde girl. Her face looked concentrated, she wasn’t looking at the camera, but in front of her. Her blonde hair was lit up by a ray of sunshine that came from behind her. Her nose was pronounced, a kind of nose that some would describe as European, her eyes were big and her eyebrows slim, slightly scrunched, her mouth seemed to be dark in colour, but the black and white was unforgiving. She wasn’t wearing fancy clothes, but she looked elegant, maybe it was her posture.

“The first is Sonny, in a few months she’ll be twelve. This is when she had lost one of teeths. What’s your name bud? ‘Cause you two could get along” he turned to Laddie.

“I’m Laddie.” he said excitedly, then he turned to Dwayne who encouraged him, probably to remember what to say. “Nice to meet you, you are the buzzcut guy that fights like a beast.” 

Everybody laughed. Clearly he had picked up on one of the conversations between the guys. But Johnny didn’t mind.

“Yeah, sound fitting. Anyways the second one is Hagata. She's ok, a sweet girl. Wouldn’t hurt a fly. She moved here with me”. Johnny saw Paul open his mouth “No she’s not the one missing.” he said with a soft chuckle.

“Third is Lydia…” 

“I like that one!” Marko interrupted.

“First she’s my sister. Second, chances are she won’t like you. She’s a pain in the ass.”Johnny replied sternly.

“Hard to get, sounds fun!” Marko replied and Johnny shot him a glare that could kill 100 men instantly, his cold eyes brighter than ever. But he turned back to the pictures.

“Fourth is us at our old house, a while before Mo disappeared.” David looked at Johnny; he looked at the girl in the picture and there was no denying he was sad. He lifted his eyes to look at David that was on his left and he felt it again: his pulse had quickened. Maybe he liked him.

“And this must be her then.” Dwayne pointed at the last picture.

“Yes it’s Morgan. She’s always been quiet, but my god Sonny adores her. She misses her a lot. Kinda reminds of you and the little bud, Dwayne.” 

“Damn she’s hot!” Paul exclaimed as he got closer since he was left a bit outside of the circle that had formed. Everyone laughed. Even Johnny, a cringed and slightly pained laugh.

He put away his wallet, and there was a small pause.

“We haven’t seen her but if we do we'll let you know” David reassured Johnny. 

He got closer to him and again he felt his heartbeat pick up. He put his right arm on his shoulders and his heart didn’t stop running. 

“Let’s go have some fun, shall we?” and as the others hollered and screamed with excitement they got lost in the crowd.

[slowlyoats]

The Lost Boys: What they like in other people

Marko

- creativity

- Absolutely HATES the idea of blending in

- Hence why his jacket is so different from his brother’s jackets

- He’s drawn to creative people who outwardly express their creativity with their appearance

- This is why he loves the board walk!! There are TONS of people who dress originally and In an unapologetic way

- I think one of his biggest struggles with being a vampire is that he can’t be outside during the day, and it’s not because he misses the sun or the warmth, it’s because thats the time of day people are usually outside creating wall murals, doing chalk art, painting landscapes.

- He misses interacting with those artists

- So, if he is at the board walk and just so happens to see someone set up with an easel, painting the lights of carnival rides, you BET that boy is going to introduce himself

- And find out everything there is to know about you

- And try to convince you to stay in Santa Carla forever with him

Paul

- Music taste

- Paul is a music snob

- He will totally judge a person based off the music they listen to, and will, on many occasions, choose his victims based off their poor music taste

- His favorite place on the Boardwalk is the record store

- It’s run by this older lady who shares Paul’s love for music

- He goes in at least once a week to say hi, and discuss music with her

- I feel like her name is Gretchen, but Paul insists on calling her Gretch

- He usually sits behind the cash register and talks to her in between customers

- And if it’s one of those nights where Paul can’t sit still, Gretchen makes him unload boxes in the back room and set up any new displays

- She LOVES to play matchmaker with Paul

- Because she is the only record store around, she knows the music taste of most people who live in Santa Carla

- So she try’s to find Paul a date, by matching up his music taste with a regular’s

- This usually doesn’t work out, but she LOVES to try

- *whispers* “look at her Paul! Isn’t she lovely?? And she listens to Motley Crüe!”

- He went on one date that Gretchen set him up on, and it didn’t end too well….so he swore he would never do it again.

- Let’s just say that the girl smelled a little TOO good and he couldn’t stop himself from having a taste

- He cares too much about Gretchen’s companionship to ruin it with him loosing control and eating all her customers

Dwayne

- kindness

- The boys don’t get shown a lot of kindness because…you know…they kill people and stuff

- But that doesn’t mean they don’t have feelings!!

- Dwayne might be the silent, stern type, BUT if anyone shows him the tiniest bit of kindness this man will become your devoted follower

- He may be a vampire, but he remembers what it was like to be human, and how easy it is to be selfish and just plain mean

- He also remembers that kindness is a choice

- And the kindest people tend to be the strongest

- Being kind to him is one thing, he might keep an eye out for you on the boardwalk in case you find yourself in trouble, or change your tire if you get a flat.

- But

- If your kind to Laddie?

- Maybe he got lost and you helped him find his way back to the boys? Or bought him a ice cream? Or maybe even helped him reach an arcade game he so desperately wanted to play?

- Oh boy.

- You just found your self a guardian watch dog angel. Trust me when I saw NO ONE will lay a hand on you or look at you the wrong way EVER and live to tell the tale

- And if you just so happen to be his type?

- Well, I hope you like Santa Carla because you won’t be leaving

David

- courage

- He admires someone who can stand there ground

- Who can get in the face of a surfer nazi and tell them where they can stick it

- Who won’t put up with Paul and Marko teasing them, and will dish it right back to them!

- Who won’t be intimidated and has no problem telling him and the boys “no” with a smile on their face

- Someone who doesn’t give a flying you-know-what about what anyone has to say to them about hanging around him and his boys

- Their confident in their decisions, even the bad ones

- When offered a drink from that sparkly bottle they give him a wink, and take a huge swig!

- And PROMPTLY spit it out all over their prized poster, because like HELL will you be tricked into doing anything you don’t want to do

[master-of-metal66]

Someone here is a little jealous of their boyfriend 🤭

My babies, I didn't forget about them.

[popironrye]

The Lost Boys: Hugs all around

For the last week an a half, I drew out these cute little fanarts of the lost boys + Max for some mutuals who have ocs/sonas in loving solidarity of my favorite boys. XD I just wanted to post them all together!

Thank you @starlahuskyz @hypocriticaltypwriter @cryptic-michael and @ria-coolgirl

This was a fun little project to work on, I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. 💞

~Separate pieces~

[misslavenderlady]

Here Comes The Bride 💐

The Lost Boys/Crysta (OC)

Summary: After all their hard work in shaping their captured mate, the boys are finally ready to take the next step with Crysta~

If I had a nickel for every time I made a birthday fic for @hypocriticaltypwriter I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice /j

This fic has references to her character Crysta and takes place in the world of her White Wedding AU, which I highly recommend you give some love!!! Please enjoy!

WARNINGS: Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome (aka falling in love with captor), forced marriage, trauma, crying

Becoming a blushing bride was something that Crysta had dreamed of ever since she was a little girl. Getting to see her cousins and friends at their weddings over the years had made wish to find her true love so that she could have her own magical experience. Getting her hair dolled up by her aunt in the salon, finding the shiniest rock possible for her ring, crying tears of joy when she found the perfect dress for her special day. She longed for it all so very much.

Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine getting swept away by creatures of the night who had their own dreams of the perfect wedding. David and his Lost Boys had their eye on the little redhead for ages now. Lusting over her curvaceous figure, admiring her bubbly personality and fawning over her beautiful face. Everything about her was perfect in their eyes. 

But they didn't do things by the book when it came to romance. They saw what they wanted, and they didn't hesitate to take it for themselves. That fateful night when they stole their little bride-to-be from her bed and fled under the cover of darkness was the biggest rush they had in ages. Their devious laughter overlapped with her frightened shrieks as they rushed her back home to the crypt. 

It hadn't been an easy transition, of course. Crysta sobbed if they so much as looked at her. She was often shaking like a leaf and huddled in a fetal position on the bed in the room they set up for her within the hideout. It took weeks for them to say enough sweet nothings to get her comfortable enough to talk to them. Even if she still whimpered from being in the presence of her captors, Crysta was shaping up to be the perfect little mate for them. 

Each boy had their own special trick to get the little lady to warm up to them. Dwayne was so gentle with her, always holding her and stroking her hair with the same care one would use for a kitten. Paul had a killer sense of humor, often saying the right thing to get her to giggle in between her crying spells. Marko used gift giving as his love language, bringing her beautiful dresses, jewelry, and all her favorite foods to enjoy. 

But none of them compared to what David was capable of. The leader had a wickedness in his charms. A sense of magic he could bend to his very will. And he used it to make Crysta love him, whether she truly wanted it or not. 

When the pretty redhead started to tear up, he'd be there to dry her eyes right away. When she meekly asked for some comfort, he would thoroughly pamper her so she'd feel better. In the rare moments she asked for intimacy, he was the most giving lover possible. David wouldn't be satisfied unless his bride was happy. 

Perhaps it was cliche for the sinister claws of Stockholm Syndrome to hook at her heart and mind, but given the situation that Crysta was in, it was bound to happen at some point. She was still terrified out of her mind. She still cried every single day, longing for her freedom and the return of her normal life. But despite the fear of never being free again, she also harbored the fear of what would happen if her boys disappeared.  

It pleased David immensely. To be both the problem and the solution to Crysta's pain was pure entertainment to the vampire king. 

But now he was growing quite tired of the little games they played with her. He was ready to move on to the next step in their grand plan of corruption. It was time to make their beloved’s dreams of her wedding day come true. 

“Engagement’s over, Crysta,” David told her with a wicked smile spread across his face. “It’s time to tie the knot~”

Paul, Dwayne and Marko wasted no time getting their little lady dolled up for the big day. They fitted her in an elaborate corset over her flowing, princess-style dress. They fluffed up her curly locks before placing a crown of roses atop her head. They used the best water-proof mascara they could find for her makeup. The boys even gifted her a vampire’s necklace, complete with a centuries old ruby for the charm. 

She was such a beautiful bride. She should have been thrilled to look the way she had wanted ever since she was little. But all she felt was another wave of tears as she wailed once again. It didn’t help that the grooms were teasing her and calling her playful names. It was far too amusing for them to control themselves when it was just that easy to toy with her.

Still, David kept his boys nice and focused when it was time for their unholy ceremony. Everything had to be absolutely perfect for their special day. Their crypt was filled to the brim with black wax candles, deep red roses and ashen lace draped across the bannisters. It was far from the “white wedding” aesthetic that Crysta had dreamed of during her days of flipping through magazines. She sniffled even more than usual when she saw the wicked display that she’d be married in.

She wanted to run away. FAR away. They would surely snatch her up again if she even got a foot out the door, but it was all her body longed to do. This was all happening so fast, and she had no choice in the matter. 

The boys worked like a machine, each doing their part perfectly to stop Crysta from becoming a runaway bride. With Marko and Paul linking their arms with hers and Dwayne carrying her train from behind as they walked her down the aisle, she was completely trapped. They held her as tightly as iron chains. No hope of escape as they brought her closer and closer to their leader at the end of the aisle. 

By the time they had brought her to her spot, she had come completely undone. The mascara wasn’t strong enough to stop the river of dark lines that washed down her cheeks. She trembled under the gaze of David’s icy eyes as he held up a ring for her. No mere band of silver or gold. It was a ring of spikes that would surely slice into her skin. Thorns for their little rose.

“D-David…”  she whimpered. “I can’t do this…”

“Yes, you can, little love,” the vampire cooed. The blue in his eyes melted into a sea of gold and red, transforming to show his true nature. “I have loved you ever since I first saw you. And I never had any intentions of letting you go.”

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Katherine climbing over the couch: Papa, what are you doing?

Marko: Your mom.

David, sitting next to him: *choking on his drink*

[creaturefeaturecommando]

Rose Tints My World (The Lost Boys x Male OC, Slight NSFW)

(The boys and Rihan get back from a midnight screening of The Rocky Horror Picture Show and leave with something awakened in them. Unfortunately for Rihan, it means they're going to try to coerce him into doing it by any means.)

(I wrote this a year ago. Never published it)

-

"...Boys, considering that tonight was the first time that you saw this movie, I must ask, why do you have these just laying around in a fucking trunk ?!?" Rihan asked, pulling a corset out of the trunk, along with a nice garter set that included panties, black heels and a feather boa.

"Long story short, a few decades back, Marko and I had a short affair with a showgirl and she kinda left some of her clothes for shows behind and we kept them because...huh, I guess we always liked it, but seeing it on a dude turned me on in a whole different way." Paul said out loud.

"And how do you know that it'll fit me ?" Rihan asked, continuing to riffle through the clothes. "She was a woman, I'm a man."

"You two actually had similar frames, and funnily enough, she had to get her heels custom made because the shoe stores always said that she had 'the feet of a man' so the heels might fit you." Paul said in an amused tone. "Just please put em on Ri ?"

"I'm gonna look ridiculous, fuck no." Rihan said crossing his arms.

"No you won't !" Marko interrupted, moving closer to Rihan. "We wouldn't ask you to do this if we were gonna laugh at you !"

"How about we cut a deal ?" David asked from his seat across the room. "Why don't you try it once, Ri, and if you don't like it or God forbid, one of us laughs at you, you take it off, never wear it again, we never talk about it again and we'll buy you one of those funnel cakes from the boardwalk you're so fond of." He said, trying to negotiate.

Rihan was quiet for a few moments before he answered.

"Fine." Rihan said, rolling his eyes. "But I still want a funnel cake either way and you're not allowed to skimp and buy a plain powdered sugar one, I want the expensive one with the glazed strawberries and whipped cream." He pouted.

"Only if you still do it for us, baby boy." David purred, making Rihan flustered.

"Fine...I'll do it." Rihan said, crossing his arms. "But I'm only doing it for the funnel cake."

David grinned.

"Marko, go get Star to do Ri's makeup, Paul, go get the tunes, something nice and easy preferably and Dwayne, put Laddie to bed early." David, watched as everyone went to put everything together. "This is gonna be fun~"

-

Rihan sighed from behind the makeshift curtains Marko made out of discarded bedsheets.

"Alright, I'm ready !" He called out.

"You heard him, Paul, he's ready, start the music." David said to Paul, who eagerly pressed play on the boombox.

Rihan heard the slow guitar and immediately recognized the song.

"Really, Paul ?!? The Jack by AC/DC ?!?" Rihan called out. "That song is about gonorrhea, you want me to dance to a song about gonorrhea ?!?"

"It's all I could find on short notice, so just ignore the lyrics and dance !" Paul said, rolling his eyes. Rihan groaned and prepped himself before deciding to get on with the show.

Rihan slowly stuck his leg out from behind the curtain, showing off the fishnets and the heels he was wearing. He heard one of his boyfriends whistle, he knew it was probably Marko. Rihan took a deep breath and slowly emerged from behind the curtains, swaying his hips along to the music.

"Lookin' good, Ri !" Marko called out, clapping his hands, whooping, only to calm down when David put a hand on his arm.

"Show just started, you can't be losing it at a preview." David scolded, as if they were watching a feature presentation.

Rihan ignored the two and continued on with his performance, rubbing his hands up and down his thighs, spreading his legs open as popped down into a squat. He swore he saw Dwayne lean forward in his chair. Rihan slowly stood up and began to dance.

He wasn't a professional by any means, but he did what he could, lifting his legs, shaking his ass, spinning, twirling, even doing a split. He even slowly stood up and undid the corset, dancing around with it pressed to his chest, before eventually discarding it, exposing his chest.

Paul started clapping and whooping, David whistled, Marko damn near fell on his knees and Dwayne was biting his lip so hard, his fangs sprouted and drew blood from his bottom lip. He even caught Star staring at him.

Rihan continued to dance and decided to finish off with the grand finale, stepping off his little platform and walking closer to the boys, the heels clacking, as he started to shake his ass.

"Oh fuck, that's my favorite part of him~" Paul breathed out. "That sweet, sweet ass...."

Then, suddenly, without warning, Rihan slipped off the panties and threw them in a random direction, that direction happening to be where Dwayne was sitting. He swore he heard Dwayne's breath hitch as he grasped the panties, Paul and Marko looking on in jealousy.

Finally, the music stopped and Rihan turned to look at them all, resting his hands on his hips.

"So..." Rihan started, breaking the silence. "How was that ? Considering you all look like you want to devour me, I'll assume I did a good job ?"

"Let's just say you definitely earned that funnel cake..." David husked. "Now bring that sweet ass over here and earn your toppings." He said, spreading his legs at patting his lap.

Rihan obeyed, sitting on David's lap, David resting his hand on Rihan's ass.

Rihan was definitely going to work for those toppings.

[hypocriticalspicewrites]

So uh….who was Chrystas first?👀 did one of the guys take the lead, oorrrr…..were they all together???😏

Oooo I suppose we gettin to the ✨️JUICY✨️ questions tonight are we? 😏 well I'm happy to answer!

I actually hinted who Chrysta's first was in this post, and it was David! I was thinking of making a small one-shot about the events that take place before anything spicy happened- and it was either going to be a night he decided to turn her, or kill her- before he realized the feelings and turmoil he was having wasn't going to be put to rest by doing the same to her, and it was more than some pesky hunger causing the butterflies in his stomach. 🥺

And after that I believe it was both Marko, Paul, and then Dwayne! And that was when they all decided it was time to get more serious about their relationships. 😌🩷

[stvolanis]

❥JCS MASTERLIST❥

( so far )

Elvis: ❥ All Dolled Up PT.1

❥ All Dolled Up PT.2

❥ All Dolled Up PT.3

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❥ BIRTHDAY BOY

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❥ Nancy Wheeler (Drabble)

❥ Strawberry Kisses (Nancy Wheeler)

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❥ soft lovin’ (Tony)

Saltburn: ❥ Farleigh Start Drabble

❥ HOT & HEAVY (Farleigh Start)

❥ Toxic! FWB! Farleigh Start

❥ Vixen. (Farleigh Start)

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[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

Changes chapter 51

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The house was quiet. Max had left earlier that week, and still Julie hadn't heard anything. Not from him, not from Lucy. She sighed as her fingers brushed through Thorns hair. She couldn't help but feel nervous. What if her mom was not like she remembered. Or what if her mom was disappointed in who she had become? What if she was terrified of vampires and didn't want anything to do with her own daughter anymore?

She took a deep breath, shaking her head slightly. No matter her nerves, she shouldn't think like this. They were away to get her mom, her mom, who had taken such a hit from her going, missing that she was still not alright. Bitterly, Julie thought that it was a thing she and her mom had in common. She still couldn't stand doctors. She still sometimes had the feeling of seeing familiar horrifying faces in the crowds.

She sighed as she walked to the fridge, taking a bloodbag, double checking the type, before putting it in a cup and heating it up.

She waited patiently as the timer went down, looking up when she heard a loud knock on the door. She ignored the beeping of the microwave, instead walking to the door, Thorn following close behind. As she opened it, her cautious look turned into a bright grin.

"Maria!"

"Hey, Jules," the woman smiled. She looked tougher since the last time Julie had seen her. As if she had been fighting and seen horrors, she thought quietly.

"What are you doing here? When you left I-" Julie stopped herself from rambling, stepping aside and opening the door wider. "Come on in."

"After Shelly died, I just couldn't stay here," Maria said quietly, staring at her cup of coffee. "I blamed COL for it, so I spent my time learning how to use guns, how to get in and out of buildings undiscovered. I wanted to take them down."

Julie didn't know what to say, so she just stared at Maria with a not so well hidden amazement in her eyes.

"It was crazy, but it worked? Just a little, I managed to destroy one other chapter."

"You are so cool!" Julie grinned, giving Maria a tight hug. "You're like an action hero!"

Maria laughed, shaking her head. "No," she said, "absolutely not. Believe me. This is just cheaper than any therapy I can afford."

Julie was quiet for a moment before giggling. "I guess it is!" After all, hadn't she done the exact same thing?

"Are you doing this all alone?" She asked softly. Maria nodded.

"I don't want to drag anyone else into this mess."

"We've already destroyed one chapter. We can always help you. It's for a good cause after all."

Maria shook her head, taking Julie's hand in hers. "Jules, you've been fighting this since you were seventeen. You've been fighting for four years. I don't want you to anymore. You found a home, a family - you've had your revenge. Now let me get mine."

The two of them had been so deep in conversation that they hadn't noticed David walking in.

"I agree," he said, startling Julie. "I also think you shouldn't do this alone."

"What do you suggest I do then?"

"Star wants to end COL as well. Michael wants to go along, so I might also just join."

Julie frowned slightly. "Is something going on between you and Michael?"

"Not yet."

"Are you certain this is what you'd do? It's not an easy thing to do."

David shrugged. He looked at Julie before turning his gaze back on Maria. "I've got some wrongs to right."

Later that evening, Julie was alone again. She still didn't know how to feel about her best friend and her brother going out to fight and end the Company of Life, but she did appreciate it. Still, them risking their lives?

As worry overtook her, she grabbed a bowl, some eggs and flower, and began to bake. It kept her mind off of things, and this way, she could give them something for when they were on the road.

After finishing the batter, she filled thirty-six cupcake cups and put them in the oven. The house smelled nice, and the kitchen was cleaned with little to no effort. Julie sighed. It would be weird not to have David or Michael around. Ever since David had taken up her driving lessons, she had become quite good at it, and she became quite close to him. She and Michael had fun, even though her memories of him weren't all there.

Hell, she thought quietly, she was even going to miss Star's quiet presence. Not that she'd let anyone know that. Luckily, Paul, Marko, and Dwayne had all explicitly stated that they'd be staying in Santa Carla.

The oven beeped, and Julie took the first tray of twelve out easily. She grabbed the second, the oven door still open when Max entered the house. His keys rattled against the front door, and Thorn jumped from the couch dancing around the second he heard his master.

As Max walked in, Lucy was close to follow. She was carrying a large bag.

Julie stood there, frozen,a tray of cupcakes in her hands. She looked at the people walking in, looking past Max, looking past Lucy. Staring at the woman entering the house last. A tall, kind looking woman with dark curly hair. The woman whom Julie had seen in flashes of memories, the woman who she had longed to see for so long. As she looked at the woman, she lost grip of the tray, letting the small cakes fall to the ground. Julie didn't care, instead looking at the woman.

The woman stared back, frozen in place in the hallway.

"Mom?"

"Julie?"

The two of them stared at each other before they ran towards the other, holding on tightly. Julie closed her eyes as she breathed her mom in, smelling the familiar scent of vanilla and cinnamon. Her mother held onto her tightly, rushing her hand over her hair as she kept hugging her, as if she was feeling whether or not she was truly there.

"You're alive... you're here.." her mother whispered with tears in her eyes.

"I didn't think I'd ever see you again..."

"Neither did I, sweetheart," her mother pulled away, looking at her. "They told me what happened, what those people did to you,.." she became quiet, really looking at her daughter. "You became a beautiful woman."

"I missed you so much," tears ran down Julie's face as she held on to her mother.

"Me too, darling," her mother smiled softly, leading her to the couch and sitting down.

Lucy had taken the other tray of cupcakes out of the oven and walked into the living room with a plate of cupcakes in one hand and two empty cups in the other. She gave them both some lemonade before leaving the room.

Julie and het mother talked about everything. About how she ended up at the facility, what she'd been through when she got there, how she was changed and how she found her place here.

"Are you happy?"

Julie nodded, smiling brightly.

"Good," her mom smiled. "And Max is treating you well?"

Once again Julie nodded, looking at her mom. "He kind of became my dad."

"I'm glad you found a family." Her mother hugged her again, tightly. "And I'm glad you remember me. When Lucy told me you had trouble remembering things I feared the worst."

"I couldn't remember your face," Julie said quietly, "but I remembered baking together. And having fun."

Her mother was quiet as the two of them sat their, both drinking their drinks and eating their cupcakes.

"Mom?"

"Are you going to stay?"

It was quiet for a moment, before the woman nodded. "I am."

"Will you become like us?"

"I don't know."

"I don't want to lose you again..."

Her mother gave her a sad smile, holding her tightly. "Me neither, darling. I will think about it, I promise you. Until then, I am going to live with Lucy. You can always call, and we can meet up as often as you'd like. I don't want to go, but Lucy and the doctors both said it would be best if we slowly built our relationship up again."

Julie nodded, not really understanding why per se, but accepting it enough. She hugged her mom, waving her goodbye, before making her way up to her room. She closed the door, Thorn jumping inside before she did so, and went to lay down on her bed. She stared at the sunset painted on her walls, remembering with a smile how long ago that was. How different things had been back then. How different things were now.

Over the next couple of weeks, she hung out with her mom often, at one point introducing her to the boys - whom she loved. It was a weird sight to see the three of them being so domestic, exchanging pleasantries, and playing boardgames. But Julie loved it.

Night after night, she began to feel happier, more free, and more home than she had in a long time. Dwayne and her hung out often, Marko and Paul also stepping by whenever they wanted to. Sometimes they had updates about what David, Maria, Michael and Star were doing - with the exciting update being they destroyed a third chapter of COL already, and a boring update being that Michael and David actually got together. It was fun for them, of course, but back at home, everyone already knew it was bound to happen.

Max and Lucy became closer, in such a way that Lucy agreed to turn. It was a wonderful thing to see Max so happy and in love, but it caused an awkward feeling to rise within Julie. After all, her aunt was now also her adopted mom. When she brought up this problem to Paul, he immediately began to sing an old folk tune, I am my own Grandpa, and Julie decided right then and there that she should not be worried about it.

Things were good. Thanksgiving came and went, without a word from David and the others. When Christmas rolled along, things were different. The house was filled with bright lights, and a large christmastree stood in the living room with piles of presents spread out underneath it. Lucy, Julie and Dana - Julie's mom - were working in the kitchen, Lucy making dinner and the mother and daughter working on the deserts.

Tonight, it would be a full house. Max had invited everyone, including Grandpa Emerson (who never dared to set foot in the direction of Max' house because he was sick of vampires) and the Widow Johnson. Both had denied the invitation request, but even then, the house would be filled to the brim. Sam was coming, the boys, David and Michael had returned, and even Maria and Star were joining the Christmas festivities.

That night, the house was filled with laughter and fun. Gifts were being exchanged, food was eaten and at last, when the sun began to rise it was decided everyone could stay here and hide from the sun. With a contend smile, Julie told the others goodnight, walking up to her room. She closed the block out curtains, opening the door when she heard Thorn run up the stairs.

"You want to sleep with me, hm?" She smiled, letting the hellhound in.

She changed into her pyjamas and dropped down on her bed, covering herself with three thick layers of blankets. It was like a warm, cosy cocoon that she knew she'd have trouble to leave the next day. She sighed a deep content sigh, her fingers brushing through Thorns fur. Yes, she thought quietly to herself, after everything she's been through, after everything that changed, she finally felt just right.

She was home.

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So... this is it. It's weird ending this story after working on it for so many months, publishing weekly with occasionally multiple chapters per week. I'm really glad this story is out there now and that it has found some love with you as readers. So thank you for reading and for responding and reblogging - all of your comments really made my day in words I can barely describe.

The next thing I am going to be working on are the requests I have in my inbox (I am so sorry for the incredibly long wait before I uploaded your requests, I wanted to finish Changes before the new year).

After that I'll see. There are some older stories on here that deserve a rewrite (looking at Roseblood, I wrote that stuff when I was sixteen, and boy could it use an update) and of course, there are some stories still in need of getting their final chapters.

Anyways. Long story short, thank you for reading. And happy holidays, and may the new year bring you as much luck and happiness as you need.💜

BONUS evil ending explained >

[starlahuskyz]

Dwayne x Erin

This was a commission I finished for @popironrye

[master-of-metal66]

Marko and Xavier just chilling on the boardwalk, or maybe they're on a date…who knows 😇

A finished drawing from an old sketch, a fragment of which I posted a long time ago and which some of you may have seen back then.