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xo-hugs-n-kisses-ox · 2 months ago

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Rumination

Ruminate

(v.) to think about [something] deeply

After Edward left her, Bella Swan fell apart. Desperate to try and save his eldest daughter, Charlie brings his youngest daughter to Forks to see if she can bring her sister out of her depression.

Now, y/n must try to help her sister find her way back to the light while also trying to navigate her Junior year of high school in the odd town of Forks.

Chapter Five: Protection

Now Playing: 15 Step by Radiohead

Warnings: cursing, Paul being an asshole, Paul being a bit controlling, uhhh I think that’s it

When I woke up, I got dressed quickly and ate a quick breakfast. Bella and I would be taking separate trips to Emily’s house, I would go alone with Sam and Paul trailing my truck, and Bella would go with Jacob.

Never had I ever been more thankful for spring break.

I turn onto the road to the Reservation, a thud coming from the back of my truck. In a panic, I look up at the rearview mirror, only to see Sam and Paul sitting in the bed of my truck. I sigh, relief spreading through my chest.

I glance back at them again, and Paul’s laughing at my reaction. I flip him off, and he only laughs more.

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Sam and Paul stick around the house, and I busy myself by helping Emily start lunch for everyone. The two of us work as an assembly line for sandwiches, and when Bella and Jacob get here with the others, I hand out platters of food to each of them.

As everyone is eating, I start asking my questions from last night and this morning.

“So, my first question is if there’s any way that we can disguise mine and Bella’s scent, since that’s how Laurent found us.” I said, adding, “Like, maybe we could hide some of our clothes around the town to misdirect her, and hide some stuff from each of you around the town and our house too?”

Sam considered it as the rest ate, nodding slowly, “It might work. Wouldn’t hurt to try it, at the very least.”

I nodded, “Also, what’s the difference from then versus now? Like, all of you are a lot taller and stuff, and your physiology has changed, but is there anything else?”

“My sight’s better than anyone else’s,” Jared offered in between bites of food, “And we can all generally see, hear, and smell things better.”

“It’s how we know where the vampire’s been,” Paul clarified, fending off his last sandwich from Embry with an elbow to his chest.

“That sounds like an adjustment,” I mutter, then ask, “Does it hurt when you change?”

Again, Paul answered me, “Does the first time, you get used to it after a while. Kinda like popping joints.”

I nod, taking a bite of my sandwich and thinking.

“Can you still eat chocolate?”

There’s a prolonged pause, and Embry looks distraught.

“I haven’t eaten it since I turned…” he said slowly, and the others think with various expressions of confusion and concentration.

“I’m assuming yes, since I’ve seen Paul, Jared, and Sam tear up a triple chocolate pie at Roy’s.” I say, and there’s various expression of relief on each of their faces.

“Any other questions?” Jacob asks, and I shake my head.

“Not that I can think of right now.” I answer, and he nods.

I eat the rest of my fries, but not the other half of my second sandwich. I open my mouth to offer it to anyone who wants it, but before I can speak, Paul grabs it and dumps the rest of his fries onto my plate as compensation. I smile, eating the rest of the fries as he takes large bites of the rest of my sandwich.

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Emily sets Bella and I up in the spare room, and I shower and go to bed early.

When I wake up, I slowly make my way out of the room and into the kitchen where Emily is already up and making breakfast.

I glance over at the living room and see Jacob crammed into a chair, asleep. Paul has taken a monopoly over the fold out couch-bed, his calves hanging off the bottom and his wide shoulders taking up most of the space as he presses his face into a pillow. I assume Jared, Sam, and Embry are out patrolling.

“Morning,” I say softly, rubbing my eyes as I make my way to stand beside Emily. She smiles at me, greeting me back.

“I see that Jacob wasn’t exaggerating when he said you and your sister had bedhead,” she teases, and I laugh a bit.

“Yeah, we get it from Renee, our Mom. I move around a lot, but Bella’s restless and kicks.” I say, adding, “Can I help you with anything?”

“Sure,” Emily agrees, “Do you want to make the bacon and sausage, or eggs and toast?”

“Bacon and sausage is good,” I say, trading places with her at the stove so she can mix together the eggs, milk, pepper, and salt.

It takes a while to make everything, since we have to make enough food for five boys with black hole stomachs and ourselves, but we get it done easily enough. Emily and I talk quietly as we make the food, listening to the radio.

When I’m done with the bacon and sausage, I plate them and add eggs as Emily finished with them. As soon as the toast pops, I put it on the plate also, setting everything down on the table as we wait.

“If you want to get Bella, I’ll wake up the boys.” Emily suggests, and I nod. I go get my sister and bring her out to the kitchen, sitting her down beside Jacob as I take my seat across from her, beside Paul.

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The rest of the day passed relatively easily. Sam, Emily, Jacob, Bella, and I sat around the fire pit as Sam told stories.

I was starting to nod off after a while, the warmth of the fire and the chill in the air making me tired. I was about to drift off when something sat down beside me, and I rested my head against it.

When I felt fur against my cheek, I peeled my eyes open enough to see who it was. When I saw dark silver fur, I knew it was Paul. I closed my eyes again, settling more comfortable against his side.

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School had started again, much to my displeasure. One of the only good things about it, though, was that Jacob and Paul would pick us up from the school and we would drive in Bella’s truck to Emily’s house.

Charlie was just grateful that Bella was back to normal now, and let us hang out with our friends as much as we wanted.

Bella would play games or watch TV with whichever of the boys was at the house, and I would help Emily make dinner or clean up after the very messy teenage boys that came and went from her home.

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There was a new boy in my class, he had moved from one of the neighboring towns. I had been tasked with helping him around the school

The boy, Max, was nice enough. He was charming and friendly, and he was eager to help with any homework, so I valued his friendship.

Some people seemed less inclined to accept him.

Bella was afraid that he would be caught in the middle of our mess with Victoria, and Paul just didn’t like the kid.

At the end of the day, I was talking with Max at the side of the school. He was asking about a due date, and I was trying to explain it when I heard footsteps behind me.

Paul came up beside me, his heavy hand resting lightly on my shoulder.

“Y/n, we need to go soon.” He said as I turned to look at him, and I watched his gaze flick to Max coldly, “You’ll have to catch up with your friend later, you and I have stuff to do.”

“I know, I know, I’m coming,” I agreed, turning back to Max, “I’ll explain it tomorrow, okay?”

He opened his mouth to say something, but Paul had already slipped his hand into mine to pull me away. When he opened the door to the truck for me, he flicked his gaze back towards Max. I didn’t catch the odd look Jacob had given him, nor did I catch the look he had pinned to me.

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The next day, Max cornered me at lunch.

“Who was that guy yesterday?” He asked casually, “He looked like, twenty five.”

I laughed, “That’s Paul, and he’s the same age as us, Max. He’s just tall, it makes him look imposing and older.”

Max shrugged, and didn’t say anything else about it for the rest of the day.

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“I don’t like that kid.” Paul said, sitting on my bed as I applied moisturizer to my face. I rolled my eyes.

“Not this again,” I muttered, “Why not? He’s a only good friend, Paul.”

“Does he know that?” He muttered, and I turned to look at him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, my brows drawn together as I frown at him.

“Nothing, Y/n.” He grumbled, “Nothing at all.”

“Don’t get pissy with me because you think he’s in love with me or something, Paul. He’s a friend only.”

I sighed, “Besides, I don’t really care to go on dates when Bella and I are being hunted by some psycho killer vampire.”

“All I’m saying is, Y/n, don’t be surprised when he tries his luck with you.” He said, laying back onto my pillows, “And don’t be upset when I beat his ass for it.”

I roll my eyes, snapping back with, “Well than, you don’t be surprised when you’re wrong. I know it’s not something you’re particularly used to, oh all-knowing Paul, but it can happen from time to time.”

He rolls his eyes at me, huffing.

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“I don’t think that your friend likes me much,” Max said, glancing behind me at where Jacob and Paul stood waiting with Bella.

I sigh, “That’s just his face, sorry.”

“I’m not so sure, Y/n,” he said slowly, “It’s not his face when he looks at you, or at that other kid, or your sister.”

“Yeah, but it’s his face towards anyone but us.” I say, not so keen to be having this conversation, “Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay,” Max sighs, watching as I turn and go back to Bella’s truck.

Paul puts a hefty arm around my shoulders when I get close enough, pulling me into a hug and smooshing my face against his chest. I laugh, trying to push away from him as Jake chuckles.

We go back to Emily’s, and I work on homework as she prepares dinner.

After everyone eats, we all go to the backyard. Jacob and Paul and fending off their leftovers from Embry, who’s in wolf form. In an attempt to keep him from getting to Jacob and the leftover food, Paul grabs Embry around the middle and hefts him up into his arms and tosses him away.

It’s obvious that it takes effort for him to do that, but the sheer fact that Paul could is astounding.

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A few days pass, and Paul’s dislike of Max only seems to grow.

After a while, I notice that Sam and the others are giving him odd, knowing looks. In return, he gives them all vicious glares. I try not to pay much mind to their odd behavior, but it’s slowly gnawing at the back of my mind.

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“I don’t want you hanging out with that kid anymore, Y/n,” Paul says as I drive us to the Rez.

“What?” I ask, baffled, “Look, I know you don’t like him, but—”

He rolls his eyes, “Y/n, there’s no buts about it. I’m supposed to protect you, and I’m doing that by telling you to stay away from him.”

“Jake has no problem with him!” I scoff, “You’re the only one who doesn’t like him!”

“Jake’s too busy fawning over your sister to care about that kid—”

“His name is Max.” I tell him sharply, “And he’s my friend, so I’d like if you used his name.”

Paul turns his face away from me, scoffing.

The rest of the night is quiet between the two of us.

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“Are you kidding me, Paul?” I demand, storming into my room and seeing him already there, sitting in my desk chair.

“What?” He asks defensively, and I glare at him.

“What do you mean, ‘what’!” I shout, pushing an accusatory finger into his chest, “Did you seriously tell Max to stay away from me? Are you kidding me?”

Paul rolls his eyes, “I’m looking out for you, Y/n, and I’m trying to save your little boy toy from being caught in the crossfire of Victoria hunting you and Bella.“

“No,” I counter, “You’re trying to get rid of him because you don’t like him!”

He shrugs, “It’s a bonus, sure—”

I scoff, “You pretend you’re all high and mighty, doing things for me, but you’re only being a selfish asshole!”

He stands, his imposing figure seeming to tower over me.

“I’m trying to make sure he doesn’t get killed because you want to bring human boys into our world, Y/n.” He says, his eyes glinting and his face pinched in anger, “Unless you’re the selfish one and want to get Max killed because you were lonely.”

Before I can stop myself, I slap him.

The sound is loud and my palm stings because of it.

“Get out of my house!” I yell at him, throwing my hand towards the door. “You’re such an asshole, I don’t know how anyone puts up with your piss-poor attitude! I’m not surprised that the only people who can deal with you are the pack!”

“Yeah?” He asks, “Well you’re no picnic either, Y/n, you know that? Maybe it’s no wonder why the only people who’re friends with you are the ones who have to protect you.”

By now, Jacob and Bella have come into the room.

“Hey, now, none of that—” Jacob starts, and I shoot a vicious glare at him.

“Butt out, Jacob, this doesn’t concern you.” Paul snarls, his eyes still fixed on me.

“You think you’re big and bad, don’t you?” I demand, “Run back to Sam like the bitch you are, and butt out of my life if you’re so unhappy being in it!”

“Maybe I will,” He spits, “It’s better than having to babysit your sorry ass all day!”

I scream at him to get out, and he does, stomping out the front door and slamming it shut.

I shove Bella and Jacob out of my room, locking myself inside and crying.

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Days pass without Paul speaking or even looking at me. My anger burns too brightly for me to care.

Max knows something’s wrong, but I snap at him anytime he mentions it.

Bella’s mad at Paul too, but she seemed to give up on it pretty quickly.

Any time he and I are in the same room, it’s either icy silence or burning insults, and I know it’s taking a toll on the others. I’ve started to just stay away. Now, I’m either at school or I’m at work, and if it’s neither of those, I’m at home.

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Sooo what do we think so far ??

Trying to incorporate a little more of Paul being an asshole, but I wanted to be brought out in a specific way bc obvi there would be a lot of stress in this situation

Anyway, I’m curious to see what you think is the root of his asshole-ness now so lmk if you feel so inclined 😋

Also the next chapter will be dedicated like exclusively to reader interacting with Paul and them butting heads + Quil turning into a werewolf and all that jazz so stay tuned for when I drop that some time in the afternoon 😘

Ps if there’s anything yall would want me to write either in my series or on the side lmk!! Im open to requests ☺️ kk bye pookies ✌️

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lostbetweenvampiresandmusic · 2 months ago

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I was wondering if you could do PolyxLost Boys with female succubus!reader, would she be able to feed on them?

I am so sorry for the long wait! I hope you like this!💜

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They'd known you for quite some time, I am imagining this in a Jennifer body kind of situation. You were human, working at Max' videostore probably. Every time they came in, they would stop for a chat with you. Even though you weren't together yet, you were good friends.

So every night you saw the guys, talked to them, and then one day, a hot guy lured you away. He had promises of a great concert (it was average at best), some good kissing (he wasn't lying about that), and a night you'd never forget. Also, not a lie, you realised as he tied you up and placed you on an altar stone.

You realised you were about to be sacrificed, but needless to say you werent going ti ket that happen so easily. So, you fought back. Kicked the guy, tried to bite him - not that it helped. In the end he did end up stabbing yiu thriugh the heart.

The demon you were supposed to be sacrificed for took pity on you or recognised your potential and allowed you to have your revenge by turning you into a demon. Maybe this was something the boys theorised later on. It was because you weren't necessarily a virgin, and the demon only wanted a virgin sacrifice, no matter how cliche.

It doesn't really matter. The fact is that the guy failed, and you got turned into a demon. A succubus. That was something that took some getting used to, let me tell you.

That first night of being a succubus was very strange. You remember your victim screaming and begging, being drenched in blood and other bodily fluids, but you don't remember much.

When you wake up the next morning, you make your way back to Santa Carla. You don't realise you're covered in dried blood, not until you get some very strange looks at the boardwalk.

You didn't know what happened, but as you got home and cleaned yourself up, putting some clean clothes on, you do realise that you feel different. You just can't place it yet.

That night, you work at the videostore again, and as always, the boys enter the store. Normally, they'd taunt Max before coming towards you, but now they're all going straight towards you.

"You're alright?" Dwayne asked. You shrugged.

"I've been feeling off all day."

"No shit!" Paul grinned, accidentally bumping into a pile of tapes and dropping them on the floor, "since when are you a demon?"

"A what now?"

Max overhears this and gives you the next couple of nights off, somehow not being freaked out by what the boys said and instead giving you an apologetic look.

The boys want to know everything. What happened, how did it happen, how long ago, do you understand what's going on?"

When you tell them you don't and that they're frankly freaking you out, David explains everything. How they're vampires (you didn't believe at first, but they proved it quite easily) and how you are now a demon.

Lucky for you, they know a lot. So when you start to feel a hunger growing inside you, they know exactly what to do.

They explain what's needed, telling you to seduce someone and then let instinct take over. They told you that they wouldn't guide you, that you would know what to do. At first, you don't understand why.

After letting your instinct take over, sitting half naked upon your seduced victim, it's blood running down your face as you ride out your orgasm, you are glad that they gave you the space needed to figure this out purely on instinct.

In the days that follow, you stay with them at the cave. They're really sweet as they help you discover your new self and your new abilities.

Marko always gives you more tips on how to kill quickly and not spill anything you don't want to have spilled.

Paul will be giving you seduction tips if the idea of it makes you feel awkward, or if you don't know how to do it successfully.

David teaches you what he can about the demon lore, helping you u derstand what you are and why.

Even though all the boys are there for you, if there are moments when you are missing your humanity, Dwayne will be the best to console you.

You also love spending time with them, hanging out and hearing their stories, taking them places and dancing together.

At the end of the first week of you living with them, the five of you became a thing. It's still fresh and new, but it is working and every single one if you is happy with it.

As your relationship grows stronger, the boys will wonder at one point whether or not you could feed on them if necessary. They have an emergency bottle of blood, but they can't exactly keep someone locked up with the chance of needing them at one point in the far future. So, they wonder if you could feed off of them.

Lucky for you, there are many - many - moment where you can try this. The boys absolutely love you, and they're all kinky motherfuckers with high sex drives, so yeah - your needs will definitely be met.

They discover that you can feed on them, but that it isn't as fulfilling as drinking from someone alive.

They absolutely support your demon activities. You support theirs too, of course.

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

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living-dead-author · 5 months ago

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Are you a good boy?: The Lost Boys x FTM reader

Happy pride month faggots!!! I wrote this because I was looking at my Lost Boys poster for a little bit too long and I got this idea. Anyway, the vampire brainrot is really setting in right now.

Content includes: Edging, vibrators, humiliation if you squint, clitoral stimulation only, pet names and 'good boy' used, small mention of pubic hair, not proof read

You’re still a half vampire, having been recently turned. You’re basically one of the boys, but David is waiting for this Friday night to get you to feed. So for now you’re staying with Star, sleeping in her bed with her during the day and going around at night. Here in Santa Carla, you can be whoever you want to be. You don’t have to worry about what people think of you anymore.

It’s the middle of the day and you’re sleeping with Star when you wake up with an itch that needs scratching. You’re shirtless, only wearing your boxers. You run a hand over your chest and stomach, knowing you need to trim your hair down soon. You look over at Star and you run your hand over your boxers. But the more pressing issue at the moment is the fact you just had a wet dream.

You slowly sit up and squint at the sunlight. You run a hand over your face. You look over at Star before you get off the bed and pull out a box from under it. You pull out your vibrator, how you’ve kept it hidden for so long you have no idea, but you grab it and quietly make your way to a secluded part of the cave. You pull down your boxers and place the vibrator between your legs before turning it on to the right setting. You bite your bottom lip and try to hold back your moans before you grab a nearby boombox and start to play whatever cassette is inside of it.

Pretty soon ‘Girl, girls, girls’ by Motley Crue is playing from the boombox, drowning out your moans as your vibrator hits the perfect spot. You relax into your position in the cave while savoring the feeling of it. You moan as the music plays on alongside your vibrator doing its thing. Soon enough you feel your orgasm building up and you reach your peak, feeling the overwhelming pleasure of your orgasm.

You keep the vibrator running for a couple more moments until you feel ready to turn it off. You slink down to lay on the ground of the cave as the next song plays on the cassette tape. After cleaning yourself and your vibrator up, you put it back in your little hide away box and you get back into bed with Star.

When the moon came up and the boys went out, you were still asleep. When you wake up they’re gone and so is Star. You have the cave to yourself so you decide to walk around for a bit, checking everything out. You walk over to where the boys sleep and you notice your hideaway box is there. Checking inside you see that it’s also still got your vibrator in it. Fuck, they know.

You sit around the cave for hours after that, chewing on your nails and fidgeting with anything and everything until you hear them come back in. You’re waiting on your bed and you see Paul and Marko come in first, with these huge, stupid smiles on their faces. Then walks in Dwayne, then walks in David.

“We found something of yours.” David says, looking at Paul then making a gesture with his hand. Paul walks away and Dwayne approaches the bed, moving to sit behind you on the mattress. Marko pushes down your shoulders so you’re sitting on the bed too while David looks up at you. “You’re not in trouble. We just want to have some fun with you is all.” He says.

Paul returns with the vibrator and he hands it to David.

“Lay down.” David says with a smug smirk on his face, in that tone you know you can’t resist.

You lay on top of Dwayne as he moves to hold your arms at his side. Marko and Paul take one of your ankles each and holds them down as David picks up the vibrator and sits on the side of the bed, staring down at you with that same, smug smirk on his face.

“You want me to stop at any time, just say the word and I will.” He says before placing the vibrator between your legs and turning it on. You look down at it and moan softly before David puts his fingers under your chin and turns your head to look back up at him. “Look at me. Boys like you need to learn their lesson. You need to get off and we’re here, you get one of us.” You moan lowly and nod your head as the vibrator buzzes away on your clit.

“Now, you’re going to come, I’m not that cruel.” David says as he moves your head to make you look at him again. “But you’re not going to come for a bit. I’m going to get you right up to that edge and then you’re going to get it pulled away from you.” He smiles in a sadistic manner as you keep moaning quietly. You look down at Paul who has the biggest smile on his face. You also notice the bulge in his pants. Pretty soon you feel something pressing against you from behind, which you know is Dwayne.

“You’re going to be good for us right? You’re going to take this from us like a good boy and you’re going to learn your lesson?” David asks as you feel your orgasm pulling close, you shut your eyes and moan a bit louder as it gets closer and closer until David pulls the vibrator away from you. “Answer the question.” He says, still smiling that sadistic smile.

“Yes, I promise I’ll learn my lesson.” You say before David puts the vibrator back on your clit. You moan louder than before as you quickly feel your orgasm drawing closer again, only for David to rip the vibrator away again. You try to squirm as you groan but Dwayne holds you firmly in place as Paul and Marko do as well. “Please~” You whine. David chuckles and shakes his head before putting the vibrator back.

“Oh come on, I’ve been doing this for two minutes. You can handle it, can’t you?” David teases, watching as your hips raise and he pulls the vibrator away from you again. You moan and shut your eyes as Dwayne tugs you down a bit more. “The more you squirm the longer I’ll edge you.” David says as he puts the vibrator on you again.

You moan and whine as the boys hold you down and David keeps denying you your orgasm. Pretty soon you start to sweat, your hair sticking to your forehead and your skin glistening with sweat as you get too tired to move. David smiles at you as he puts the vibrator back on your clit.

“You’ve been such a good boy. You can come now, you’ve earned it.” He says, moving his leather gloved hand to rub your forehead. It doesn’t take long before you finally come, letting out a long moan as your hips buck up again and you shut your eyes. You pant slow breaths in and out as your boys hold you close as you come down from your high.

#slasher smut #the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #vampire smut #vampire k!nk

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youllnevergrowold · 2 months ago

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Shout-out to @midnight-in-santa-carla! I saw your tags on that post (we all know the one) and thought why not? Here's some NSFW Michael and David for you, and I hope you enjoy. :)

Also on AO3

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"I'm gonna get you for this, Emerson."

Under other circumstances, this might have been intimidating, but as it is, Michael is barely even impressed. Maybe it's the pitiful, frustrated whine that has taken the place of David's usual devil-may-care attitude that does it. Maybe it's that Michael has been working him over with hands and mouth for ages now and it's hardly the first time the threat has been issued that takes the sting out of it. Maybe it's that every time Michael thinks this is surely it, the moment when David finally goes over the edge, his eyes flash yellow and his fangs lengthen dangerously and yet there is never any release.

What Michael does know is that this is a lot more fun than he'd anticipated.

Blame it on Sam and those cheesy comics he'd left lying around. Michael had caught a glimpse of a panel featuring a cartoonishly frightened damsel in distress and a wizened old man assuring her in a cramped little speech bubble, "Don't worry, miss! Vampires can't come inside without permission!" And in his own defense, how was he not supposed to put it to the test?

David and the rest of the boys showed up after dark and it took some work to convince Marko, Paul, and Dwayne to head out without them, but Michael won in the end. David, on the other hand, needed almost no convincing to stay back and fool around, especially with the rest of the Emersons out of the house and out of their way. Michael played it cool, waiting until they were both half naked and half hard before he asked, "Is it true?"

"Is what true?" David replied before leaning down to nip at Michael's neck. Not a serious bite, but enough to get his heart racing that much faster.

Michael unzipped David's fly and reached into his pants to wrap a hand around his cock. He let out a long sigh at the first touch but his breath hitched after only a few strokes, and Michael had to resist a self-satisfied smirk. "Can vampires come inside without permission?" he asked.

"You had to invite me in, didn't you?" He let Michael carry on for a bit, then drew back enough to narrow his eyes in suspicion. "Why?"

Michael pushed him back onto the bed then climbed after him. "You'll see."

There's no telling how long it's been since, and Michael has yet to get bored of this. David is past curses and threats and has finally started begging, but Michael isn't about to let him off the hook. After all the teasing and hazing and other bullshit, David has earned some payback, and Michael is more than happy to oblige.

It's about time that cocky bastard got what was coming to him.

Michael finally rolls onto his back and David takes the hint. A few moments to maneuver and then he's sinking deep, with one hand flat on the bed for balance and the other between their bodies stroking Michael in time to each thrust of his hips. Jesus, it's too good... Michael isn't going to last long like this...

"Michael," David says, the word raspy and breathless, "stop fucking with me, please, you gotta let me..."

He's almost there himself, right at the edge and ready to go over...

"Michael..."

He opens his mouth, the words right there on his lips--

The rumble of an old engine and the blare of an off-key horn horn cut him off.

Michael shoves David away with enough force he falls off the bed, landing with a loud thump and a shocked expletive. Ignoring him, Michael bolts to the window and peers through the blinds in a panic to see headlights pulling up the driveway. Grandpa is home early.

"Michael, what the fuck?" David demands, picking himself up off the floor and following to the window. "Who is that?"

Michael abandons the window and starts searching for discarded clothes. "You gotta get out of here," he says. "Hurry up, before someone sees you."

"Are you shitting me?" David catches the shirt Michael flings at him and puts it on, too distracted to notice it's inside out. "You're just gonna string me along all night and then kick me out before either of us gets to finish?"

"I didn't plan it that way," Michael insists, still throwing David's clothes at him. "And don't act like you didn't like it."

David grins midway through getting his pants back on. "You're right. I kinda did."

The door slams shut downstairs as they move to the window again. Michael eases it open slowly so it doesn't creak and gestures out into the night. "Go. I'll catch up with you later."

David steps onto the sill and pulls Michael in for one last kiss before giving him an impertinent pat on the cheek. "Next time I see you, you're in deep shit," he says.

"Next time I see you, I'll string you along even longer," Michael replies.

David smiles. Not his usual devilish, arrogant grin, but one of the rare, softer ones with more warmth and sincerity. "See you around, Michael." He steps out of the window and there's a rushing sound as he disappears into the night, and Michael stares after him before turning away to get dressed. Hopefully, Grandpa won't notice him sneaking out. If he dawdles, he'll never catch up, and he doesn't want to keep David waiting.

Well. Maybe not for too long.

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #david x michael #lost boys fanfiction

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blueberrypancakesworld · 6 months ago

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Evil times call for vampires magical girls

warning : darker themes, the lost boys are magical girls, implied relationship (between David and Michael), Lucy and Max are together

Summary : Fighting evil by moonlight…the four vampires blessed by the infinite bite have magical earrings that give them even more power to fight human evil and protect those who make up their coven.

Info: Thanks for the request love it was really sweet to write this and it has potential for a full fic ;) i made the transformations based on one of your requests about the transformations themselves.

masterlist

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David : The leader of the lost boys under the service of his coven leader Max who saw in them not only the last chance of mankind but also the protectors for all eternity. His earring, the flame from his cigarette, the leader even if hot-tempered with a specialty for weapons made of fire knows it's all at stake. That when the light around him stopped glowing, the vampire hunters and other night creatures would be nothing but a pile of ashes and the smoke from his cigarette would rise into the dark sky. The smell of burning flesh was all around him, the sizzling of bones and flesh falling to the ground. He knew that this was the only thing that mattered to protect his loved ones. The one with the most will to win. "Like the fire of the flame, I will protect you all forever" he had sworn his words not only to his dearest Michael but also to his friends, his Lord and his wife Lucy.

Dwayne : The protector of the group not the fastest but his blow with his fist or the sword that would form from his earring was enough to cut anyone in half. The dark black long hair barely visible in the night when the calm shadow of the group puts his hand around the opponent wordlessly the sound of body tearing could be heard and the sword pierces through a body. You can see the hint of a satisfied smile on his lips after his ultimate attack, the millions of jaguar blades that would tear through the enemy hordes and destroy everything and everyone. ,,A sword to protect and strike for you," he recalled the words he had sworn to his friends. He knew that in a serious situation, his fellow fighters would lose confidence that all would go well if he stood between them in a fight. Before he stood back in the shadows, watching over his fellow soldiers.

Paul : The agile amused, a game for the blond, a game in a never-ending life he loved to play. The whip formed in his hand, the mist that surrounded his body could, if he wished, only to attack from his hiding place, the magic whip lying around his opponent's body and exploding the crown with a boom. The shrill amused laughter with more or less clever jokes made the blond giggle. His agility not only made him unpredictable, it also made him almost impossible for his opponents, who all went up one after the other. "Out of smoke, eyes look at you with a protective gaze" his voice was echoed in the room as he said his spell and got his earring that gave him his power. His power with the whip, the mist and a game of all eternity to protect his loved ones who were his life. Because what else would be better than cracking jokes and killing people?

Marko : Not even a shadow no laugh no punch no fire a bit of a bite in a fight a speed coupled with madness in dark eyes and a grin that said more than a thousand volumes. A diabloic grin spread across his lips as the blood of his victims slowly gathered at his feet, covering his body more and more, and he licked it away. His earring gave him power, a power that could not have been better for him. The giant bats hideous grimaces with sharp fangs that dug into his victims drank empty and the maiplation of blood dripping weapons of blood that had a use. Killing. Killing until there was nothing but living beings in the blond's field of vision. "Monsters and blood fall one by one to me for our survival and yours for the protection of all," his words knowing and coming with only more sacrifice for the sake of evil, for the survival of his friends and the coven he belonged to. The nights that came were the best for him, the power he carried with him a blessing in the curse of infinite life.

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Bonus -> Other characters

Max : The leader of the coven and the one who gives his warriors the magical earrings and thus the power to defend them and help the people. A powerful vampire with an artifact in his glasses that can manipulate the will of any living being and take over their body. A dangerous power that can also give him a view of the entire world if he so wishes and thus knows where evil strikes

Lucy : His beloved human wife and their two sons Michael and Sam. Her caring and advice about fighting with her father help the magical girls to keep themselves together in difficult situations when she can use her telepathic powers to pass on her thoughts and plans to the boys. She is also the one who treats the boy and always has an open ear for his thoughts when it seems that the situation is hopeless. Her weapon with her father is the good old pistol or a shotgun.

Michael : The eldest son of Lucy and although formerly human due to his earring, he gets a lance with which he is surprisingly skilled. His willpower is remarkable and he always gives a new approach with his ideas. He trains with his beloved David and helps the four of them from time to time in hopeless situations and otherwise pays attention to his brother who takes on smaller tasks with his two friends.

Sam/Frog Brothers : The team of the three youngest brothers rely on human weapons and their courage helps them Sam's bracelet in which he can summon his soul mate Nanook, the faithful dog who now helps his owner even after death as a hellhound. The three may not have the power of Michael and the other four, but even they are not to be underestimated and have saved many people.

#the lost boys #tlb 1987 #david tlb #dwayne tlb #marko tlb #paul tlb #max the lost boys #lucy the lost boys #sam the lost boys #frog brothers #magical girl #alternate universe

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starlahuskyz · 7 months ago

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Chances - Chapter 17

Summary: Marko and Jordan go for a night out with the boys, and things are all over the place. Withheld secrets, familiar yet mysterious figures, and bottled up emotions confuse them.

I'm back with a longer chapter, I'm trying to make longer chapters for you guys so I hope you guys like it.

Chapter 16 <<< >>> Chapter 18

TW// Vomit, Stalking

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It had been roughly a month since Jordan’s “initiation” via jumping off a bridge and she had started spending a majority of her time with the boys ever since. And her relationship with Marko had also blossomed a lot ever since their first kiss. It’s sickeningly sweet, they had become inseparable and were always trying to be with each other no matter what.

Either way, this night was like any other. The boys and Jordan were all in the cave just enjoying the night, David sitting in his wheelchair as usual, Marko and Jordan sitting on the old couch together watching Dwayne and Laddie play fight with Paul instigating.

“Ladies, and gents! You are about to witness the fight of the century! One like never before!” Paul sits on an elevated beam in the ceiling of the cave and points towards the entrance of the cave. “On this side, the big man himself, the predator, the king of the jungle, the man who will fold you in half like a lawn chair, DWAYNE!” He plays a tape on the boombox of some rock music meanwhile Dwayne boasts and makes a grand entrance. Marko cheers for his brother leaving Jordan to roll her eyes. “And in this corner we got, the little man, the smallest vampire, a child who gives the gremlins a run for their money, the creature who will bite your ankles and never let go, LADDIE!” He continues playing the tape and Laddie makes his grand entrance as well. He smears what appears to be some kind of war paint on his face and growls in dominance. Jordan cheers him on, as she had been training him for this very moment and Marko only laughs thinking it’s curtains for Laddie. Paul jumps from his spot and stands between them, “Alright guys, I want a clean fight. No hitting above the shoulders, no throwing each other around, no wet willies, no noogies, no using fire, and no swearing.” The three of them look at each other for a moment and throw their heads back in laughter. “I’m joking, THERE ARE NO RULES AROUND HERE! Except for killing each other or touching David cuz he’s a party pooper.”

“Just shut up and fight already!” David barks while lighting a cigarette.” And with that Paul backs up and begins his countdown. Marko and Jordan meanwhile place their bets on who will win. “Dwayne’s gonna crush that kid, Laddie ain’t got a chance.” Jordan scoffs, “You only say that because he’s big. He’s at a disadvantage cuz Laddie can zoom around much faster than he can. And…he bites.”

Marko looks at Jordan and smirks “You wanna make a wager on that?” Jordan looked at him with her eyebrow raised “Depends…what are we wagering?”

“Loser has to take the other out for dinner.”

“You’ve got a deal.” Jordan grabbed Marko’s hand and shook it with conviction. At the same time, Laddie was being thrown straight in their direction and onto Marko’s lap.

“Sorry, uncle Marko.” Laddie looked up at him before getting off of him, but before he could continue his battle, Jordan stopped him and gave him some advice. “Give him hell bud, remember what I taught you. Don’t let him grab you, and if he does then bite him wherever you can reach.” Laddie nods in confirmation and with a battle cry he runs back at Dwayne. Paul walks over and plops himself onto Marko’s lap much to his dismay and says “So, how are my two favorite love birds doing? Enjoying the show?” Marko huffed and shoved Paul off of him. “I would be enjoying the show, if you didn’t put your fat ass on me.”

Paul put his head on Marko’s lap “Thank you for the compliment babe.” Marko lets out the tiniest growl in frustration and Jordan pats his head running a hand through his golden curls. While the twins bicker between each other, Jordan watches the fight and sees Laddie using string lights to tie Dwayne’s feet together while he has trouble reaching for the little rat. After bounding Dwayne’s feet together, he yanks the lights and sends Dwayne falling onto his side. He then grabs a metal rod and starts beating him like a piñata. Paul and Marko laugh like hyenas at the display in front of them. It’s short lived however, Dwayne grabs the rod and frees himself. He throws the rod aside and with a firm hold of the boy's ankles he spins around at a dangerous speed making the others laugh at the display. It even gets a chuckle out of David.

At the same time, Michael and Star entered through the mouth of the cave entrance and saw what was happening. Michael started laughing along with the others, Star on the other hand was less than pleased. “Dwayne! Stop whatever this is and put Laddie down now!”

Dwayne and looked over and sighed exasperatedly “We were only having fun, Star.” He finally put Laddie down on his own two feet, only for him to fall over due to his dizziness. Paul got up and put his hands up “We will have to put this fight on hold for now, but it was fun while it lasted.”

David rose from his chair surprised by Michael and Star’s arrival. “What brings you here? I’ll assume you came for Laddie?” Michael walked up and picked up the dizzy child and Star explained “We didn’t have any plans tonight, so we came to get Laddie now instead of later.” Laddie finally came to and groaned, “Do I have to? I wanna stay and play with Dwayne.” Star wiped the paint off of his face and said “I know you do sweetie, but we have to go.”

“Do you have to? Why can’t we just spend the night together? We are all one big family right?” David raised his eyebrow questioningly. Paul gets up and races to throw his arm over Star’s shoulders “Cmon! Pleeeaaaassseee?”

“It can’t have been that long since we’ve hung out…right?” Michael asks, David comes over slinging an arm onto Michael's shoulders.

“It’s been too long, one night won’t hurt you, Michael.” David stared at Michael with his icy blue eyes making him stiffen up, David’s gaze was enough to put a slight twinge of pressure on his mind.

“I mean, I guess you’re right. But what would you guys even wanna do?” Paul raises his hand, having an idea for a potential night plan.

“I say we go to the boardwalk and have some fun, and since we got some lovebirds in the building we can have a sappy couple’s night while we are at it.” Everyone looks at each other and Michael speaks first.

“Boardwalk sounds good, I don’t know about the whole couple’s night though…” He looks at David who he already knows is gonna third wheel the crap out of Michael and Star's fun tonight. Star then asks “Wait, if this is supposed to be a couple’s night…who’s going to watch Laddie?” Paul strolls over and takes Laddie right out of Michael’s arms.

“Don’t worry sweetie, me and Dwayne will watch him. And if we end up getting busy then I’ll hand him over to Jordan and Marko if they aren’t busy eating each other’s faces on the beach.” Jordan pipes up.

“If you think I’m bothered by you airing that out to everyone then you’re wrong, and for your information, I like eating Marko’s face.” Marko gets up and pulls Jordan up with him.

“He’s trying to get a rise out of you, don’t bother.” He makes his way past the others towards the exit of the cave and punches Paul on the shoulder to get him back for the comment. Paul only giggled and walked over to Jordan. “Don’t take it personally, I’ve eaten his face plenty of times too…” Jordan only gave him a side eye and just walked off in a huff.

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The boardwalk was as busy as ever, plenty of people swarmed the area looking for some fun for the night. Everyone had gone their own separate ways to do whatever activity they wanted to do. Michael, Star and David went to check out some shops, Paul and Dwayne went to take Laddie on some rides, and Marko and Jordan were just walking around looking for something to do. As they walked through crowds of people, they held each other’s hands as a way to not get separated.

Jordan was the first to ask about what to do, she hadn’t quite planned to go to the boardwalk tonight so she was pretty much out of ideas for the time being. “So, you got any ideas for any mischief you wanna get up to?”

Marko scoffed “Mischief is my middle name. Of course I have some ideas, we got an hour or two to kill. Let’s hit up the haunted castle ride and scare the shit outta some stupid teens.”

“Ugh, I don’t like that ride…I say we do something else.” Marko raised an eyebrow and pulled Jordan aside towards the railing abruptly. He looks at her incredulously and Jordan stares back confused “...what?”

“So you’re telling me, you’re a scary vampire who could easily rip out anyone’s throat and yet you’re scared of a wimpy ride for kids? That’s adorable…” He put his hands on her face and squeezed while gushing about her fear of the ride.

“Shut up! I’m not scared of the ride…I’m just scared of a very specific thing that isn’t exclusive to scary rides but just so happens to be on that ride.” She pulled away from him and he just laughed.

“Yeah, you can't stand spiders. Like the one that was in your room.” He then put a hand to head mimicking, albeit in a very exaggerated manner, what happened that night. “Oh, my sweet and strong husband, Marko! Save me from this HORRIBLE BEAST!”

“You know I didn’t say it like that, and also screw you because that spider was scary looking.” She crossed her arms while he placed his hands on her hips pulling her close.

“Well, no matter what you gotta admit…I did get rid of it. I was brave and you know it.” He left a peck on her nose while grabbing her hand and pulling her somewhere.

“Wait-where are we going then?” He didn’t even look back at her and just kept walking along taking her god knows where.

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Eventually they found themselves at the entrance of the sky glider ride, Marko always told her it was a good way of scoping out a good meal and throwing paper balls at random strangers just for the hell of it. As they approached the ride vehicle to board it, the ride operator gave Marko a look of what seemed to be annoyance. While he didn’t say anything to his face, Marko kept his gaze on the operator even as he and Jordan boarded. As they started moving upwards they could hear a distant yelp from the operator who was freaking out over…something.

“The hell was that about?” Jordan looked at Marko who was busy looking at the many people beneath him.

“I don’t like that guy, so I gave him a rat.” He smirked while scoping out for a victim.

Jordan remembered how vampires could perform mind tricks on people and let out a huff. “That’s right…I never understood how that stuff works.”

“It’s easier than you think, it’s all about getting into someone’s mind and finding their weakness. Once you do, you can toy with them all you want.” He leaned over and draped a heavy arm over her shoulders. Marko still didn’t really understand how Jordan could manage to block him off mentally, it takes a lot of tension and effort to keep a vampire out. He took it as a sign that she was hardly vulnerable to anyone, weakness was not an option for her. Despite that, Marko was still determined to find out what she was truly like, for as much as he already loved her he didn’t really get to see a more vulnerable side to her. To say he craved being the one to know all her secrets would be an understatement. He spoke again “Speaking of weakness, what would you say is yours?”

Jordan looked at him “My weakness? Why would you wanna know that?”

“Relax, I don’t plan on doing anything bad, I just wanna know. If you plan on being my mate, you’re gonna have to let me into that head of yours at some point. You can’t hide your secrets forever.” He intertwined his fingers into her raven hair and leaned into her side, nipping her neck slightly. She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.

“Maybe later, not right now though.” She looked off into the ocean watching as the piers in the distance casted subtle lights onto the ocean’s surface.

Marko rolled his eyes, feeling a twinge of frustration. “Why do you say that?”

“What do you mean?” She looked at him confused.

“Whenever I ask about your past or anything intimate, you always say you’ll tell me next time. But next time never comes. Why can’t you tell me now? Are you scared I’ll do something?”

Jordan cringed, she thought about how all of her problems stemmed from her giving out too much info all at once. Allowing for anyone to slink on by and have her wrapped around their fingers. Although she still did realize how unfair it was to stay completely bottled up. Especially considering how Marko has been with her this past month. So she decided not to leave him in the dark this time and tell him something.

“I know I say that a lot, but it’s not because I plan to keep it to myself forever. It’s because I always say too much and end up getting in trouble. So I don’t wanna say too much at once, even if we are dating I don’t want to take any chances with my luck. Knowing me, I feel like I just make things worse when I overshare.”

“Okay, but what if I WANTED to know everything about you? If you only leave little crumbs for me I’ll starve. You don’t want to make a cute little guy like me go hungry do you?” Marko gives her his best puppy eyes and she chuckles.

“You’ll be okay, I’ll tell you one day. Only thing is that I hate sharing information that either puts me or someone else in danger. If it ain’t anyone else’s problem, then no one else should have to know.

Marko raised an eyebrow at that statement, he was starting to make efforts in trying to piece together what might’ve caused her to be this way. “Well…will you tell me one day? Please? I’ll be a good boy for you, I promise.”

“One day, although it’ll have to be a time where I can tell the other boys too. I feel like they’d kill me if I left them out of some important information like that.” She ruffled his curls and he gave a little purr.

“Alright, I hear you loud and clear.” Marko pulled a paper out of his pocket and crushed it up “Hey, check this out.”

Jordan watched as he pointed at Dwayne and Paul who were sitting on a bench with Laddie and with scary precision, he chucked the crushed up paper ball at Paul’s head and she watched as he yelped in surprise, startling the others.

“DAMN IT MARKO QUIT THROWING SHIT AT MY HEAD!” Paul threw the ball right back in Marko’s direction but he was able to catch it much to Paul’s dismay.

“How often do you do this to him?” Jordan asked.

“A lot. It’s pretty fun, here, try it out.” He placed the ball into Jordan’s hand and she took to looking for someone to hit. So many targets presented themselves to her, but before she could set her eyes on anyone in particular, she felt it again.

That feeling…she felt someone watching her, even though Marko had his eyes on her, that’s not what this was. She snapped her head behind her and saw the ride vehicle following, but there was nothing. So she continued looking around, she was getting tired of whatever this feeling was. It was creeping her out, and she hated that she could never find the source. She looked around through the crowds trying to find it, and something had caught her eye. It was a lonesome person watching her, she couldn’t make out any specific features on them…except for a brightly colored clown mask that was almost verbatim to the clown seen on the Loof carousel’s walls. Jordan froze in place and stared back at the figure. There was no movement, they just stood there and stared…Jordan felt herself break into a cold sweat, all other noise around her was being drowned out and she could only focus on the mysterious person. There was something familiar about them, nothing she could see, it was more of a feeling. She could tell something was off, there was a sense of control that this person had over her despite how they were nowhere near each other.

The ride was beginning to descend and Marko was watching as Jordan was in a trance staring at something, but even as he looked to see what she was staring at…nothing. He began to shake her shoulder trying to get her to snap back to reality. “Hey, Jordan. You alright?”

At that moment, Jordan experienced a horrible surge of pain through her head, she could hear the distant whispers of someone talking to her. However, the pain made it impossible to discern, and finally upon getting off the ride, she ran off in a rush to get away. As if running will make the pain and voices go away. Marko, being caught off guard, ran after her.

“Jordan, wait!” But his yells were futile, she ran out of view and he didn’t know what to do. He reached out to the pack bond letting the others know what happened.

“Guys, Jordan ran off. I don’t know where she went but something happened.”

“Damn dude, the hell did you say?”

“I didn’t say anything, Paul!”

“Relax, she couldn’t have gone far. We’ll split up.” David remained calm and stomped out a cigarette he was working on.

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Jordan sat inside a restroom stall, her headache had gone away but she stayed there feeling a mix of emotions. Her headache had made her nauseous to where she emptied out the contents of whatever was in her stomach into the toilet in front of her. She was confused, first it was just a simply uneasy feeling and now it’s a sign of pain coming her way. She exited the stall, walking up to the mirror that was full of scratches and vulgar messages. She felt herself upset remembering how she can’t even see herself in the mirror, she wasn’t at her parents house so there was no way to even make her feel remotely human. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t let herself fall so easily so swallowed her feelings and stood tall.

She heard the door to the restroom swing open and to her surprise, it was Star. “Jordan, what happened? Marko is worried sick about you, why did you run off?”

Jordan was at a loss, she didn’t really think about the fact that she literally ran off without warning. “I uh…I had to handle some business.”

Of course Star didn’t buy it, and she smelled the faint smell of vomit which repulsed her. But the trail of blood mixed into it gave her the extra bit of context she needed, she gave Jordan a look of disappointment. “Why did you lie?”

“I didn’t lie, I said I had to do some business but I never specified what kinda business I was talking about.” Jordan went back into the stall she left to flush the toilet realizing her mistake.

“Why couldn’t you say you got sick?”

“I wasn’t, it was a bad headache which turned into nausea..”

“What caused your headache?” Star approached Jordan placing a hand to her forehead checking her temperature.

“I’m not sure, I felt someone watching me so I looked around to see who it was, next thing you know, boom, headache.”

“Who was watching you?”

“Some creep…if I catch that guy in the act then I’m gonna pull his tongue out his ass.” Star sighed and grabbed her hand giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“Listen, if you have anything you need to talk about, come talk to me. I don’t know what’s up with you, but you need to relax. I can feel how tense you are all the time.”

“Thanks, Star. Things have been getting weird lately, maybe I will come see you at some point. I’m pretty sure I could write a book about all the shit I’ve been through.” Star smiled and took her hand leading her out of the bathroom. Upon exiting, Marko made an instant beeline to Jordan giving her a bone crushing hug and asking plenty of questions.

“Jordan, are you alright? What the hell happened? Someone do something to you?” Jordan hugged him back and reassured him that she was okay.

“I’m fine, Marko. Just had a moment, got sick in the bathroom that’s all.” Marko pulled away in anger.

“Who did this? You were staring at something, I don’t know what it was but you were fine until you saw…whatever that thing was.”

“If I knew who it was then I’d handle them myself, I saw someone but I couldn’t make out any specific details on them. It’s not worth the trouble.” Marko huffed in frustration and led Jordan away to meet up with the others with Star following close behind.

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After everybody settled from the minor situation with Jordan, everyone left to go feed. Michael, Star, and Laddie also came to get their fix of blood to keep them somewhat sane. They found a group of tourists camping in a forest a little too far from civilization, and made a quick and easy meal out of them. Most of the group settled onto the camping chairs left out, with others rummaging through the tents and coolers checking for any potential goods. Paul had managed to find a pack of marshmallows in the tent and ripped them open, while Laddie left to go find some sticks to put them onto. Michael had been telling the others about what’s been going on in his home life while everyone listened. Jordan had grown interested after learning about how Michael met the boys and became the way he was, she asked him questions about how he adjusted to such a change.

“How did your family react to you becoming a vampire?” Jordan asked while cozying up with Marko who was purring quietly at the affection.

“Well…when you have a brother who hates any kind of monster, you can imagine how well he took the news. But we didn’t tell mom about it at first, we were gonna try to undo the curse but that of course didn’t go so well.”

“You really should’ve just joined us, and I’m still waiting.” David sat across from Michael smoking a cigarette. Michael only rolled his eyes.

“You don’t give up, do ya David?”

“Hell no, I care about you Michael. There may have been bad blood between us but I still want you.” David smirked at Michael, Jordan noticed the faint blush on Michael’s face when he said that. The group went quiet for a minute.

Paul and Laddie came back to the group with marshmallows and sticks in hand and they both settled down with the others. “Hey I got an idea, why don’t we play a game?”

“I’m not playing spin the bottle…” Dwayne immediately said.

“Um, I wasn’t gonna say that you dirty boy. I was thinking truth or dare instead.” Paul looked at everyone and watched as nobody objected. “Fantastic, who wants to go first?”

Nobody volunteered and so with a huff Paul said “Fine…I’ll go first. David, truth or dare?”

David flipped off Paul and the others laughed.

“Alright party pooper, okay then. Marko, truth or dare?”

Marko thought for a moment “Dare.”

“I dare you to show your girlfriend your method of eating-” He caught himself before he could say what he meant to say, he saw Dwayne give him a look as there was a child present. “Never mind scratch that, I dare you to tell Jordan about the kind of art you’ve been making about her lately.”

“Dude you can’t be serious…” Paul smirked at him, Marko sighed and proceeded to explain in great detail about the many paintings he’s been making of Jordan. She was pleasantly surprised but also wasn’t, she had always had a hunch he was a bit of an artist.

“Does that explain the paint your face is covered with when I see you sometimes?” Before Marko could confirm Paul answered for him.

“It’s mainly because he makes out with the painting before he can let it dry because if Marko likes anything, he loves it wet.”

“PAUL!” Dwayne covered Laddie’s ears meanwhile everyone else either laughed, choked or felt second hand embarrassment.

“That’s slander Paul! I don’t do that shit.” Marko got up to confront Paul who only kept on laughing.

“You did it once though! You know it!” Marko proceeded to grab a stick and start beating the shit out of Paul with it.

Jordan only watched in confusion as Paul shrieked like a girl as he kept getting his ass handed to him by Marko and thought about how her boyfriend was potentially making out with paintings of her. Marko finished roughing up Paul and got back up to sit with Jordan except he was a little embarrassed to cuddle back up with her. Paul sat up again and spoke.

“Okay, I think we are all good now. So Marko, it's your turn.” He pointed to Marko who let out a small growl.

"Jordan, truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Jordan was gonna say dare initially, but she thought about her conversation with Marko earlier and wanted to give him a chance to ask her about something. She thought telling him one little thing won't hurt-

“Tell me about how you became a vampire…”

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#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #michael the lost boys #star the lost boys #laddie the lost boys #tlb jordan

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skinnywalker · 2 years ago

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Hello! Can I ask for a lost boys smut (Paul & Michael) finding their male mate and immediately making their move? You can add the other boys too if you want:] thank you!

My boys 🤤

♡ BITING BETWEEN ♡ (Michael x reader x paul)

(Smut under the cut)

There comes a time where every male vampire gets that need. That stomach turning, sense filling, captivating every thought need, and for most of the boys that need had already been filled.

"God damnit how long are those two gonna be moping over a mate!?!"

David threw himself down upon the couch starring at the still closed door, inside Paul and Michael smelled the only thing they had of their mate, a single lost glove.

"I mean they haven't left the glove alone for DAYS!"

Dwayne shrugged.

"I guess they just cling to what they have."

Thats when it hit Paul. The smell of cigarettes mixed with cotton candy was the undertone of the glove.

"Mike he was on the pier when he lost it! We-we've got to go!"

The two stumbled free seeing blindly for any hint of their mate's aroma. The sea edge was full of tourists laughing and singing. It was nauseating for the needy blood-suckers. Paul pushed through the hords of night walkers desperate for some sign of his mate then a sound rang out from Michael.

"IT'S YOU."

The two corner the other man before scoping him terrified on the bridge and into the hideout.

"Please don't hurt me please."

He wriggled trying desperately to free.

"Never angel never"

Paul muttered lovedrunk as he ran his tongue along his mate's neck.

"You see sweet boy you were made for us."

Michael grips his chin and breathes against his lips.

"And the last thing I want to do is hurt."

The boys tighted their hold on his body. He knows he should be scared trapped between two vampires but he can't help how horny their ruting along his legs makes him feel.

Paul bit first, sloppy sucking brushes mixed with blood.

"Don't worry baby."

Michael yanked free his pants.

"You'll be one of us soon."

While Paul focused on his neck Michael bite down his stomach to his boxers. His dick sprung free already leaking precum.

"You're ready already."

He ran his tongue along his mate's length earning whoreish moan. He then took the whole thing into his mouth teasing the other man to near tears.

"Please! P-please let me cum!"

He's grins the cruelest grin imaginable.

"Alright baby."

That seems to alert something in paul who moves his head from the neck to the back of the head.

The two push the other man down, strip him and force him to take their fingers I his mouth.

"Come on, suck it up like a good boy."

Paul's finger slip out and trust deep into his hole. He gasps drooling down his chin and chest as Michael's fingers join. They create a sloppy rhythm causing him to grind down. This time Michael bites sucking his own mark along the flurry of bruises. They pulled out just to refill him with their dicks.

"That's it baby. You'll be all ours."

He moans feeling his whole body breakdown into their bodily warmth. Paul was right, he needed to be all theirs forever and ever and-

They came rough and full nearly breaking him in half.

"God baby, I think we'll need to do this again."

#the lost boys fanfiction #the lost boys michael #michael x reader #the lost boys #the lost boys michael x reader #the lost boys paul #paul x reader #paul x male reader #michael x male reader

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I've recently learned that Paul Féval in addition to writing swashbuckling stories like "Le Bossu," also wrote vampire fiction. Which is perfect for the Vampire AU I imagined for @gonzague-if characters and setting, where my Prince Gonzague,Médée, is a vampire posing as a French noble of "delicate health" with her devoted Peyrolles, and of course Lagardère as a persistant vampire hunter. That and being October, I was inspired to doodle a sketchy comic of Médée feeding from a very willing Peyrolles.

Médée: That damned Lagardère! I've dealt with persistent Hunters before, but he's been especially vexing.

Peyrolles: You've been unable to hunt because of him. Monseigneur, I am concerned you've gone too long without feeding.

Médée: (thinking) They're right. I've had to avoid drawing unwanted attention. If this keeps up, it'll be too dangerous if I don't drink blood soon. Peyrolles is a possibility, but I don't want to endanger their health. I've grown to depend on them for so much. Although if I don't feed soon, I may lose my self-control to hunger and wind up killing them! Should I just ask them? Even if they say no, Peyrolles is resourceful. They can help find an alternative until it's safe to hunt.

(Speaking) Peyrolles, I have a request, and you are free to decline. Would you...

Peyrolles, already removed their waistcoat and cravat, half reclining on a nearby couch with their shirt half of in an enticing fashion: Yes!

Médée, surprised and then intrigued: Oh? My little Peyrolles is so eager and efficient. Not even any objections or hesitation. Yet I will still ask, are you willing to allow me to bite into your flesh and drink from your blood? I would prefer not to cause you harm, but even taking a small amount of blood is still a risk.

Peyrolles: I have already bound myself to you of my own free will. Whatever ma maîtresse needs of me, I will gladly offer, even my soul.

Médée, smiling at Peyrolles with genuine affection: You truly mean it? How lucky I am! My little Peyrolles' devotion would put the Pope to shame.

(Médée joins Peyrolles on the couch, crawling into their lap with a hungry expression, then bites and drinks from their throat in an intimate manner.)

Granted Peyrolles will be anemic for the next few days, but they'd probably feel it was worth it. Médée would also ensure Peyrolles is able to rest and recover afterward, so she suspends their duties for a while and makes sure they're well fed. After all, she wants Peyrolles around for a long time. Immortality can be quite lonely after the first century.

#gonzague if #vampire au #sketchy comic #awkward scribbles #prince Phillippe Médée Gonzague #Peyrolles #Médée would have so many willing victims #over half of Versailles would suddenly develop animea whenever she visits #dammit I made her too sexy!

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Endangered | Chapter Sixteen

Paul Lahote x OFC

Endangered Masterlist

Summary: Vampires and wolves are not the only supernatural creatures to walk the earth, and they are certainly not the only ones in Forks, Washington when Charlotte Annabeth Swan, “Anna”, moves in with her uncle after the unfortunate demise of her parents.

Some may misidentify her as a witch, but that’s fine, she would rather them think that anyway. But the Volturi know the truth, and they are closing in on her.

A/N: Sorry this took forever. Work got busy and classes started up again, but I’m back! The fall vibes b ring the Twilight vibes.

As suspected, Bella was not handling the fact Jacob wasn’t answering her calls well. Billy had told her Jacob came down with mono, but she didn’t care. She wanted to see him, come hell or high water.

“Have you heard from him?” she asked me one morning on the drive to school, biting her lip. A tell-tale sign of her anxiety. Her grip tightened on the steering wheel as she glanced at me.

“No, I haven’t,” I say, focusing on the road, hoping if she can’t see my eyes, she can’t tell I’m lying.

“I think I should just go,” she mutters, slumping down in her seat.

“Mono is highly contagious, Bella.”

“Not that contagious,” she mutters.

I should have known nothing would change her mind. When Bella Swan has her mind set on something, there’s not much one can do to stop her. It will come to a head eventually.

Eventually came that Saturday morning, as Charlie and Harry were about to head out to go fishing, and I was going to go over to Emily’s.

“Wait!” I yelled at the men walking through the living room, closing the cooler on the table.

“Here’s lunch,” I say lugging it over to them.

“Thanks, Anna,” Charlie smiles at me, “I appreciate it.”

“Thank you,” Harry follows, and I smile back at them.

“Have a good time alright?”

Charlie begins to speak but is struck silent by Bella’s voice, his shoulders deflate at the name she speaks sadly into the speaker.

“Jacob?” she says with a frown, “Call me.” Bella slams the phone and turns as Charlie straightens to cover up his concern.

“You know, I don’t have to go today,” he says.

“Yes, you do,” deadpans Harry, glancing at me with a bit of disdain.

“Yeah, you do. Go. What are you talking about?” she says crossing her arms, pulling herself tight, “Just be careful.”

“Always am,” Charlie replies, a reluctant expression on his face.

“Those bears won’t get the drop on me, Bella. My kung fu is strong.”

I can’t help but laugh at Harry, who smiles and gives me a knowing look. With a wink, they both finally walk out the door.

Bears. That’s what the town had come up with for the missing hikers. It was a bit funny, that the wolves were being mistaken for bears, but I hated how they somehow were taking the blame for a problem they were working so hard to solve. I could tell it bothered them too, no matter how hard Sam and Emily worked to take their minds off of it.

Once they leave, it’s just us. The silence weighs heavily between them as Bella sulks on the couch.

“You know, I don’t have to go. I can stay,” I offer half-heartedly.

“No, I know he’s been busy. You should go.” She waves me off with a sigh, falling over to the side to lay on the couch.

She at least has the energy to be dramatic, that’s a good sign.

She was right though; Paul had been busy. The vampire was always one step ahead of them, and it was all hands-on deck most days.

“Are you sure Bells?” I hesitate to grab my bag by the door, waiting for her answer.

“Yeah, I have homework anyway.”

With a nod, I tell her goodbye and grab my stuff before heading out.

It only takes Bella fifteen minutes before she gets too impatient, she jumps in her truck and makes her way in the same direction.

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I jump off the couch, my book slipping from my hands as I yelp in surprise at the noise coming from Emily’s porch.

It’s Jacob, slamming the door to Emily’s house so hard it makes Sam take a step back before opening it for the rest of them. Paul and Jacob look particularly pissed off as they all file in, finding seats around the table. Paul doesn’t even stay or speak. He just gives me a chaste kiss on the head before walking out the back.

“Hey!” I scold Jacob, “Be respectful.”

Jacob has the decency to look up sheepishly at Emily, “I’m sorry.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time Jake. It’s why the door stays open most of the time,” she smirks, handing him a glass of water.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, walking up to the table, and leaning on the back of Jake’s chair.

“Bella came over,” Jacob groans.

“Oh shit,” I gasp.

“Yeah, she knows I’m not sick, and she thinks Sam “got to me.” Jacob rolls his eyes as he drops his air quotes, but I can hear the hurt in his voice.

“Great,” I groan, “I cannot wait for her to accuse you all of being in a gang yet again.” I rub my temples to soothe the oncoming headache I am getting.

“A gang?” Sam perks up with curiosity, “Who thinks we are in a gang?”

I look down at Jake.

“That’s all you dude,” I pat him on the shoulders twice.

“Yeah, thanks Anna,” he mocks as Sam raises an eyebrow at him. Embry is trying his best not to make eye contact with Sam and Jacob, and I can’t help but laugh.

“You’re welcome!” I exclaim, turning to go check on Paul. Before I can take a step, Jacob moves to grab my hand to stop me.

“Wait! I might have said something about the Cullen’s to her.” Jake admits.

“Jake” I groan, pressing the heel of my palms into my eyes

“I’m sorry! I just saw her and got so mad.”

“Now she’s definitely going to grill me about how you know and what I know.”

“I’m sorry,” he pouts.

I sigh, “It’s fine. I’m going to check on Paul. What’s the matter with him?”

“Oh, he just really does not like Bella.”

“Sounds about right,” I say exasperatedly.

Walking outside, Paul is taking deep breaths. I make sure to make noise while walking up to announce my presence before wrapping my arms around him and resting my head on his back.

“Hey,” I whisper, “It’s okay.”

He nods, shoulders losing a bit of their tension.

“She just continually makes things harder. For you, for Jake…” he trails off, seething.

“I didn’t know you two were close now,” I tease, moving to face him.

Paul shoots me a look.

“Kidding, I know, pack bond and all” I run my hands through his hair, and he closes his eyes, leaning into the touch.

“It’s not really her fault,” I add quietly.

“Let’s agree to disagree,” he grumbled.

“Paul…”

“Anna, I love you, and I know she is your family, but she has put you through so much. It will take a while for me to get over it. It’s hard when she doesn’t even know or refused to acknowledge those few months.”

“Well, I doubt things will get easier soon, I think Jacob would rather go all lone wolf rather than not keep Bella around.”

“Great,” he exhales, pulling me close to him and resting his chin on my head.

“It’ll be okay.”

He sighs and kisses my head, “Just as long as you’re okay.”

“I’m okay, promise. I’ll always be okay.”

He presses his lips into mine in a needy kiss.

“I hope so,” he whispers.

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“Dad!”

Bella bursts through the door, yelling into the kitchen where Harry is standing next to him. I jump from the sudden intrusion.

“Dad, I saw them!” She yells as she steps next to me.

“What’s the matter,” Charlie asks.

“In the woods. They’re not bears!” She gasps out, and my entire body freezes. Oh god, no. Harry’s eyes fly to me, and with a slight shake of his head I steel my reaction.

“What do you mean in the woods? Bella, what the hell are you doing out in the woods?!” Charlie groans.

Bella doesn’t stop, “They’re wolves, I mean, they’re like HUGE wolves.”

“Are you sure about that Bella?” Harry interjects.

“Yeah, I just saw them. They were after… something.” She falters, and it feels like ice has replaced the blood in my veins.

She saw a vampire.

“Wolves? You saw ‘em?” Charlie repeats.

Bella nods and my heart drops.

“Alright, well,” Charlie pauses, looking up at us, “Harry. Feel like going hunting? Get some of your guys together?”

“Sure, yeah, I’ll just…” Harry walks out with his phone in his hand, and I am quick to follow.

I stare wide-eyed at Harry in the hallway, my breath ragged and my eyes are wide.

“Harry…” I whisper.

“I know. All of them are out right now, I can’t call them.”

“Fuck,” I run my hands through my hair, pushing it out of my face before it dawns on me. How far can my telepathy go?

“Okay,” I take a deep breath and meet Harry’s eyes, “I can maybe do something. Give them a warning.” He nods, not asking any more questions. He knows he shouldn’t push.

“Work your magic kid, I’m going to call the elders. Make sure whoever is coming knows the deal.”

“Thank you, Harry,” I whisper, my body shaking with panic.

Harry puts his hand on my shoulder, “They’ll be okay. I promise.”

I nod, not trusting my voice before he starts making calls. I slip out the back door, making my way towards the forest.

I hope to God this works. It has got to work. I step through the tree line, making sure I can’t be seen from the house.

Closing my eyes, I focus on the hum of magic surrounding me. It takes a moment, but when I open my eyes, I am met with a sea of gold. Magic threads of energy connect everything. Here in the forest, it’s almost overwhelming.

There’s always one that’s a little bigger and brighter than the rest though, the one connecting me to Paul. I reach out to touch it, and with it, I can feel a thrum of love. I focus, trying to feel him.

It works, and I know he’s alerted to what I’m doing as confusion floods through me, but it’s not mine. This is the farthest I’ve pushed our connection, and it’s also the farthest we’ve been apart while I try. Pain stabs through my brain, and the confusion turns into concern. Despite the pain, the connection to him helps me send him a message despite the distance, and by extension, the whole pack.

There’s a police hunt happening, and they are looking for wolves. Giant wolves. You need to get out of the forest. Please, stay safe boys.

A multitude of thoughts bombards me at once, the force of it making my knees buckle. The pack bond is something I might not ever get used to. Words mixed with memories and emotions all swirling around at once. My head feels like it’s exploding. I can’t tell the voices apart with all the noise in my head.

They are looking for wolves now?

Now there’s going to be tons of humans in the woods, in her way.

Bella. That’s Paul, growling. Even in my thoughts, I can tell it was him.

I get hit with a memory, Bella standing in the woods alone, with a vampire about to kill her. What was she thinking being out there only?

I watch from what I think is Jacob’s perspective, I can feel the longing and the heartbreak. Bella’s curious gaze stares back, a hint of recognition in her eyes.

She’s so close to finding out.

I remember what happened in the kitchen, effectively replaying the scene for them, and they seem to settle at Harry’s reassurance.

I’m going to Emily’s. I say to Paul, even if they all can hear me.

No, stay home.

Not a chance in hell.

I hear Paul’s wolf form growl. In the months we have been together, he still had reservations about me being around him when shifted. It was a boundary I tried not to push too much, but it looks like that it might have to fall soon.

Sorry, love.

I close the connection and the gold surrounding me cuts off like a light. I catch myself falling completely with my hands, cutting them on the rocks on the ground.

It takes a minute before I can move, my eyes won’t stay open, and the light too painful to my head.

When I’m able to stand, I notice the blood steadily dripping down my face from my nose.

That’s new, I think. I try to clean it up as best as I can before texting Charlie, telling him Jessica was having a girl emergency, before getting in my Jeep to drive to the Reservation. On the way, my nose starts to bleed again. I wipe it away, feeling my body get heavier and heavier.

Fuck.

I barely remember what happens after I get to Emily’s house. I know I stumbled through the door and panicked as I told Emily that the boys were in danger. But then, it goes black. My body just… gives out.

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It’s the sound of arguing that wakes me up. I can’t tell who is talking or what they are saying, but it hurts. It’s too loud. A small whimper escapes my lips as I try to move, turning away from the noise.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey,” Paul whispers, “it’s okay.” He shushes the voices in the background, his hand running through my hair. “Can you hear me, Anna?”

I nod weakly, squeezing my eyes to block out any light.

“S’hurts,” I mumble.

Paul lets out a relieved sigh, “I know, Emily is bringing you some medicine.” He kisses my head and slowly helps me up into a seated position. I finally open my eyes, closing them again after feeling the stares of all of the boys, crowding around the bed I’m laying on.

“I’m glad you guys are safe,” I say, rubbing my eyes.

Sam lets out a dry chuckle, “You shouldn’t be worried about us, we are glad you’re okay.”

I shrug, “I don’t even know what happened.”

“You gave me a heart attack, that’s what happened,” Emily declares, entering the room with a glass of water and aspirin in her hands. “You walked in, blood covering your face, and passed out. You hit your head when you fell.” She frowns. “Sue Clearwater came over and looked you over. She doesn’t think you’ll have a concussion, just some pain.”

“Ah,” I nod, “That’s why the lights feel particularly stabby.” Paul takes the water from her and helps me hold it despite the glare I’m giving him. With the medicine down, I lean back into the bed.

“I’m sorry for scaring you, Em,” I say.

“What about us?” Jared speaks up, “You scared us too.”

“I’m sorry, to all of you. But you guys needed the warning. I didn’t want anyone getting hurt.”

“Thank you, Anna,” Sam interjects, “You just rest for now.” He looks around at everyone, “Come on, let’s give her some space.”

With a groan, they all say their goodbyes, as they walk out the door, Jared peaks his head back in.

“Seriously, that was terrifying. Please don’t do that again. We all love you and hate to see you hurt Feel better Anna,” he says before rushing off.

And then there were two…

“You’ve been quiet,” I whisper. Paul had been sitting in a chair next to the bed, not taking his eyes off me. Worry surrounded him. I could tell.

“Yeah,” he sighs, “I’m just… I think I’m too worried to really explain it.”

“You’re not mad at me?”

He smiles sadly at me, then moves to sit on the bed wrapping his arms around me.

“No, I’m not. I know it won’t do much. I was worried, then absolutely terrified. Now, I’m just relieved.”

“I couldn’t let you guys get ambushed.”

He nods and kisses my head, “I know, we can talk about it later. Right now, I think I just need to be with you and hear your heartbeat. Know that you are okay.”

Looking up at him, I can see the fear still in his eyes. This was a new side of Paul. I was expecting a protective Paul or even an angry Paul, but right now he really is just scared. It breaks my heart.

“Yeah baby, that sounds like a plan.” I nod and lean into him. The silence surrounds us like a warm blanket, and Paul’s arms around me tighten, like keeping me close won’t let me slip away.

I try not to let it show, but I hold him just as tightly.

#twilight #twilight saga #Twilight New Moon #twilight fanfiction #wolf pack #paul lahote #paul lahote fanfic #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote x oc #paul lahote x ofc #new moon #sam uley #sam uley's pack #emily young #Bella Swan #charlie swan #original female character #multi chapter fic

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there’s a heaven above you (don’t you cry) - Part 11

Rating: M Pairing: Lost Boys/OC Fandom: The Lost Boys Warnings: violence, mention of domestic abuse, lethal retribution, swearing Summary: The thing no one ever tells you about time travel is that you don’t have any control over where you end up or when you leave. It just happens. It also hurts like a bitch. Notes: This will be a poly pairing, so if you’re not into that, don’t read. previous/masterlist also on ao3 and ffn

Chapter 11: Your Time is Gonna Come

Paul stayed true to his word. Except for the whole flying up the stairs thing. He didn’t warn her about that. Asshole.

He dropped her off at the Boardwalk of all places. “Don’t worry, babe. It’ll be alright.” She gave him the finger and walked off.

Darcy didn’t head back to the motel. It’d be too easy for them to find her there. She’s tempted to grab a bus and get the hell out of town but the last time she did that, they lashed out at Clark. She wasn’t going to give them another reason for harming the few people she actually liked here.

Vampires. Fucking vampires. It made sense if she thought about it. The amount of people who went missing in this place was obscene. That didn’t give her an answer as to what she was supposed to do though. She thought falling through time had been bad but this…this was something else.

She walked until she was on the opposite end of the town, away from the cliff, and sat on a rock, staring at the beach. Darcy watched as the sun rose, eating the now cold burger and trying to figure out her next steps. They said they wouldn’t eat her, that she wasn’t food, but what did that actually mean? Did that make her entertainment? Fuck that. How could she trust everything they said before?

If vampires existed now, how did they hide in her time? The future was rife with surveillance. That didn’t mean people didn’t go missing, but they had to be smarter. Even so, it seemed impossible that no one knew of them.

The more Darcy thought about it, the more confused she was. What did they want?

She eventually moved, heading to the Thrift store. Part of her screamed to just leave, run while she could but Darcy refused to let them chase her out of this town. She was here. It was hers now too.

Darcy changed before she opened the store. She sat there, feet on the counter while she considered what to do next. They said she wasn’t food, but trusting them was like trusting a shark not to bite in blood-soaked water. She winced. Maybe that wasn’t the best analogy.

“How’s my favourite employee?”

Darcy looked up at Sampson who was entering the store. “Hey,” she greeted. She didn’t have the energy to banter with him. Not today.

Sampson came right to the counter, frowning slightly at her. “What’s hanging, Darce? You do not look psyched.” He paused for a second. “It’s not Camila, is it?”

“What? No.” Darcy shook her head. “No, it’s just…stuff.” It wasn’t like she could tell him the guys hitting on her were a bunch of vampires. She didn’t know what psych wards looked like in this age and she had no plans to find out.

“What’s the skinny?” He leaned against the counter, looking at her. “Lay it on me. Maybe I can help.”

Darcy considered it. She liked Sampson. He was a good man, even if he seemed off his gourd half the time. “I’ve been seeing these men,” she said slowly. He just nodded, not questioning it. “I just found out that, I don’t know. They’re lying. Well, lying by omission. They said I was safe with them even if no one else is. I just…I don’t think I can trust it.”

“That’s heavy,” he nodded. “They treat you right?”

She gave him a small half-smile. “Better than anyone else.”

“Darce, you’re a primo babe. You’re gonna set the world on fire and you deserve to be treated right. I don’t know what brought you into my store, don’t know your history but you ever think that maybe your family don’t have to be your blood? You can find it by yourself. It ain’t about what you should or shouldn’t do, it’s about what you feel. If they apologize, treat you right and don’t do it again, what’s the problem? You dig? You gotta surround yourself with people who will take care of you, help you out when you’re sad, lend a hand when you need. Rest of it all don’t matter.”

That was probably the most she’d ever heard Sampson say. It gave her a lot to think about. Blood-sucking creatures of the night would be an improvement on her actual family. God, how fucking sad was that?

“I’ll think about it.” She didn’t want to admit he actually got to her.

He slapped the counter. “Alright, chick. Camila’s coming later. Run through the bread with her and cut out early. You‘re vibing like I did after I spent three days up on acid.” He grinned. “Good times.”

“I bet,” Darcy raised her eyebrows as she agreed. Somehow, that did not surprise her.

He turned to leave, no longer seeming concerned with her state of mind. It was nice to know someone trusted her to make the right decision. “Later, Darce. Don’t let the man get you down.”

“Damn the man!” She called back to him. She heard him laugh before he left.

By the time night fell, Darcy was a little more settled. She still felt like burning down the cave and all the trash in it, but considering that the logistics made that impossible, she would maintain staying the hell away from them.

As usual, what Darcy wanted meant nothing to the rest of the universe. As soon as the sun set, Dwayne walked in. She grabbed the first thing she could reach and threw it at his head. He dodged and it smacked into the wall behind him.

“Get the fuck out!” She hadn’t seen him since they slept together. Of course, he’d show up now. She grabbed the bat she had yet to put back with the little sports equipment they sold.

He raised his hands slightly but kept moving forward. “Hey, rosy-girl.”

Darcy pointed the bat at him. “I said get the fuck out.”

“Just want to talk.”

“No. You’re not welcome here.” That was a thing, right?

“Public space, girl. Doesn’t work.”

She scowled. Did a motel count? She already had David in there once before. Maybe she needed to change rooms. “I don’t care. What are you doing here?”

“Came to see you.”

“You came, you saw, now you can leave.”

He moved forward as if she didn’t say anything. “Didn’t think you’d react like this.”

“What did you think? That was I going to bare my neck and say bite me?”

He smirked at her. “I’d be delighted to bite you anywhere, any time.”

She was tempted to throw something else at his head. The only thing that stopped her was that she didn't want to clean up the mess. Plus, she had a better chance of actually hitting him with the bat. “Not interested.”

“Not yet,” he said with an air of absolute certainty. It set her teeth on edge. “If we wanted to hurt you, we already would have.”

“That’s not comforting.”

“Still true.”

“Yeah, well maybe I’m not into that,” she nearly snarled. “I didn’t fucking ask for your interest.”

“But you have it. We’re not going away because you’re afraid. You're ours.”

This time she did throw something. “Stop fucking saying that!” The stapler bounced off his chest but he didn’t look phased.

“When have we ever lied?”

She pressed her lips together because she knew they didn't. As much as she’d like to claim it, they withheld things but they haven’t lied. At least not that she knew about. “I don’t give a shit. Get out.”

“Like it or not, rosy-girl, the only place you’ve ever felt accepted is with us. You belong with us.”

She clenched her teeth tight. She wasn’t sure how he knew that, but it wasn’t fucking fair for him to say. She knew she was fucked up, but vampires being the only ones who didn’t make her feel like shit half the time was more than she was willing to bear. “Fuck you.”

He smirked. “Whenever you want.”

She rolled her eyes. “Pretty sure what I want isn’t a priority for any of you.” He moved forward and Darcy lifted the bat threateningly. He didn’t stop. He did keep out of the range of her bat though.

“On my way back, passed a man smacking the hell outta his kid. Thought you might want to, how’d you say it? Help karma?”

Her eyes narrowed. “You expect me to believe you’re doing it out of the goodness of your heart?”

“No. But I will out of yours.”

She exhales sharply through her nose and considers it. She shouldn’t do this. She shouldn’t want to do this. Sampson’s advice rang in her head again. It just felt a bit much to let vampires be her friends. Why did they have to be the ones that were trying to earn her trust?

“Is that real? Or you just trying to buy my friendship back?”

“Come find out.”

Against her better judgment, Darcy went. She could practically hear her mother’s voice berating her for making a stupid decision. But was it really stupid to be on the good side of vampires as opposed to being their meal? Dwayne had a good point. They could have killed her plenty of times before.

He didn’t lead her to the others. She would have been beyond pissed. Instead, she found herself outside of a house. Dwayne put his finger to her lips before he grabbed her hand and ushered her to a window. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulled her so her back was pressed against his chest and nodded towards the window. She looked in.

It was exactly what he said. She saw two kids, both trying to be as silent and invisible as they could at the dinner table. The husband was gesticulating wildly as he talked. She could make out the tone of his voice but not his words. Not that she needed to.

Darcy glanced back at Dwayne but he simply nodded, leaving it up to her. She reached over and knocked on the window. The entire family looked up in surprise. Darcy wiggled her fingers at them. The father scowled and got up from his seat.

The window scraped open.

“What the hell are you doing in my yard?”

“Come outside,” Darcy said. “Let’s talk.”

“Get the fuck off my property!”

Darcy shifted and looked at Dwayne.

“Still inside,” he said. Of course. It was private property.

“I can fix that.” Darcy grabbed the man’s shirt and yanked him towards them. He tumbled out of the window.

She heard the scrape of chairs from the rest of the family as they came to see what was happening.

The man stood up, yelling at the two of them. Dwayne grabbed his hand before he could touch either of them in his anger. She didn’t even see him move.

There was a snap and the man screamed.

Darcy leans back, wondering how far she’s really going to push this and whether or not he’s going to eat the abuser in front of her. She wasn’t really sure she wanted to see that. She was still coming to terms with the whole vampire thing.

The mother was closer to the window, hand covering her mouth as she watched them. He seemed to finally notice because he started yelling at her. “Cheryl, you’re fucking useless! Call the cops!” The mother looked like she was in shock while the silent children watched with no expression at all and the longer he yelled, the less sympathetic Darcy was feeling.

Dwayne was waiting, looking at Darcy while holding the man in place. The man noticed.

“You stupid bitch! Call off your pet faggot!”

Darcy scowled. There went the last of the sympathy. “Listen, you motherfucker. You’ll be lucky to be able to walk when we’re done. You touch another single hair on your family’s head, I’ll come back.”

“Did you break him?”

Darcy’s attention was pulled to the window where one of the kids had moved closer despite his mother’s white knuckled grip on his shirt. “What?” The man started yelling again and she glanced at Dwayne who promptly covered the man’s mouth with his other hand. At least her ears stopped ringing. “What did you say?” she asked again, trying to look a little friendlier. She wasn’t trying to scare the kids.

“Did you break him?” the kid asked again.

“Not yet,” she admitted.

“Are you gonna? Are you gonna break his arm like he broke Millie’s?”

Darcy glances at the younger girl before she tries not to snarl as she looks at the man Dwayne is holding. “Did you break your daughter’s arm? What is she, like five?” The man’s eyes went wide. “Yeah, okay.” She looked up at Dwayne. “Go ahead. Eat him if you can stomach it.”

Dwayne grinned before his face changed and he bit down viciously. She watched as the man squealed and bucked in vain, scrabbling for purchase as the fight steadily drained out of him. Good riddance. They were doing the world a favour at this rate.

The body dropped and she had a feeling Dwayne dealt with it quickly and cleanly to help mitigate the disaster that was brewing. Which reminded her, she looked over at the family who was staring at them in horror.

“What are we going to do about them?” she asked.

Dwayne glanced at them before looking at Darcy. “Could tell ‘em the old man went out for cigarettes and never came home?” He shrugged.

“And make them forget?” she asked. He nodded. “You can do that?”

He smirked. “Can do more than that.”

“Like what?” She asked before remembering that there was a body between them. “Never mind. First, you deal with them. Make sure they get like at least three years therapy, okay? Hopefully he didn’t have any girlfriends or extra kids stashed on the side somewhere.”

Dwayne looked at her. “Wait here.”

Darcy glanced down at the body before she shrugged. “Sure, I’ll keep lookout. If you can get invited in.”

He grinned. “Watch.”

Dwayne got invited in without an issue.

Darcy left him to it, taking the chance to check the pockets of the dead man. Not like he was going to use it. She tosses the keys to the mother when she gets near the window. “Check every one.”

“For what?”

“To see if you can match them up with a lock. If you can’t, start going through papers to find out if he’s renting a storage unit, po box, or safety deposit box. Then find out why. The fucker owes you and your kids everything you can get.”

Darcy watched through the window as the little one, Millie, handed Dwayne a piece of paper. He knelt down to get closer to her. They talked quietly as Millie pointed at things on the paper before Dwayne nodded and motioned towards Darcy. His eyes met hers and her stomach flipped. For a killer monster, he was surprisingly gentle. He always had been…when he was around.

It felt like ages before Dwayne finally emerged from the house.

“That was cute,” Darcy said, nodding towards it. “She seemed to like you.”

“Kids do,” he gave a small laugh. “Used to want some. Before.”

She peered up at him. “How old are you?”

Dwayne shrugged before bending down and picking up the body like it weighed nothing. “Don’t keep track.”

Well, she couldn’t blame him for that. She wasn’t entirely fond of her birthday in general. The only bonus to aging was getting the hell out of her parents’ house. “So what now?”

He turned to face her. One of his hands went to her waist as he pulled her into him. He leaned down, lips moving against hers just long enough for her to try to deepen the copper flavoured kiss before he pulled back. His mouth inches away from hers, he answered. “You decide, rosy-girl. We worth it?”

“Now that’s the million dollar question, isn’t it?”

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anna1306 · 3 years ago

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Just the idea I had in mind, don't know about part 2, but... Everything is possible

Dark interest

Human! Lost Boys x Vampire!Reader (GN)

Masterlist

Part 1

Boardwalk was bright. Boardwalk was fun. Boardwalk was loud and obnoxious, but... It always attracted people. They came and go, sometimes in the same day. Sometimes they go into nothingness, these posters plastered all over Santa-Carla. But not to go there? Of course not, it meant death from...

- Boredom! - exclaimed the tall blonde. He had his hair wild, curls everywhere. His friends made it seems like they didn't saw burns on his fingers from the curler. He was swaying on his spot from side to side, looking tired.

- It's all boredom to you, you just not having fun, - the lower blonde pushed him a little, smiling. He was in this oversized jacket, some parts of it with paintings, some not. It was obviously a work in progress.

The brunette was silent, watching over them. He just bought his first leather jacket and couldn't understand how he should wear it to look better. But he still was adamant that he came only to watch over his friends and not to have fun.

- Careful, dipshits, - in their bickering they almost got the fourth one's cigarette flying. He had almost white hair, the brunette helped him dye it two days ago.

They all went to the same school, ending it last summer. Even after prom they somehow stayed friends, though being different. Marko from wholesome, good family, Paul, who had parents, but never really talked about them, though he talked a lot. Dwayne, from the nearest reservation and David, who had only father and ran away from him on regular basis.

They came here often just to hang out, ignoring warnings of missing posters. Dwayne looked like he was always on guard and asked friends not to wander off alone into the darkness. Even to the water. He didn't know what was there, but his elders told him about demons in this town. He didn't believe in God or Hell, but he knew better not to distrust them.

- How come we never noticed them?

- No idea. Wanna bite?

- No, just watching, they... They are interesting.

- Ok, I'm gonna have a bite then.

- Don't you dare, Michael!

- Oh, someone having a soft spot? - the brunette guy smirked. You sighed, smacking him in the shoulder.

- Say that again or try anything with them and I'm gonna push you from the rafters at day. On stakes.

- Easy there, Batty. I got you. Just... Don't play with that, you know why, - he left you alone, letting you watch after these strange boys.

***

David felt someone was watching him. He left guys to have some food, tired of them not making choice about what they wanted to eat. The line was long, but he could wait. He just didn't like the feeling of being watched. Boys called it paranoia, David called it common sense. Especially in a Boardwalk this sense got stronger.

He had couple of times when his intuition practically screamed at him to not go somewhere. He listened and... The day after someone already disappeared. Practically in that same place.

- Sorry! - someone bumped into him, and David stopped them from falling catching in his arms. They froze and in his arms looked almost harmless. David froze too for a moment, gazing in their eyes.

- It's... It's okay, - he finally had the courage to stand them up and looked them over. - Are you alright? Looks like you are running for your life.

- Thank you, - they giggled. - I'm just running around, trying to have as much fun as I can. I'm Y/N, by the way.

- David, - he nodded. Something was in this person, something so... Attractive he just couldn't avert his eyes from this. Something that was pulling him in, his intuition no longer ringing in his head. - Want to join me for something to eat?

- That would be great, but... Shouldn't I treat you to it, since I bumped into you first? - they smiled almost shyly. David licked his lips, leading them in line.

- You only have to provide great time, - they laughed and squeezed his fingers.

- Deal.

In half an hour they got to know each other more. Y/N told him that they lived with brother, David learned that they loved music and late night concerts, but especially they liked...

- Watching people? Seriously? - he scoffed, lighting up a cigarette. - You know it's creepy, right?

- It's fun, here, - they moved closer to David, bending a little over the table. - See that punk? - they pointed at a teenager near alcohol stand. - I bet he's the first time around here and nervous as heck, trying to look all tough, so they would sell cheap beer to him.

- I imagined him trying to put all this wax in his hair, - added David, making them laugh. - You're right, it's funny.

- Told you, pretty boy, - he raised a brow to this. They sighed. - What? You are pretty, don't argue with that.

- As you say, People Watcher, - he scoffed. They looked around and sighed.

- I need to go, sorry. Brother would look for me. But I can't wait to see you next time, - they bend over to him more and kissed him on the cheek. David sat there dumbfounded, watching them disappear into the crowd. It was... Cute? He felt like he was in awe over them. He wanted to meet them more, even if his intuition had come back in place and was nervous a bit.

You licked your lips. It was cute and David was sweet. Both in scent and in talk. His hair still smelled like bleach, but that didn't scare you away. You felt something pulling you towards him, something even stronger than you, but... You had to make sure of others first.

***

Marko was at the games. He was irritated, this arcade just won't give up, he played again and again and again and still couldn't get past this freaking level. He was going crazy with that.

- You need to jump here, - someone said from behind him. Marko jumped and turned around fast, ready to almost fight. He saw them raising their hands and smiling awkwardly. - Just telling you, dude, chill.

- Don't scare me like that, I mean... - he coughed and stood straight, as if he wasn't scared at all. - Don't startle me like that.

- As you say, scaredy-cat, - they moved past him, pushing him to the side a little with their hip. - Move, I'm gonna show you how to beat it, - Marko licked his lips. He watched in awe as the person beat the level with ease.

- How?... What reaction do you have? You are fucking game wizard, - he said as in haze. They looked at him and laughed. Marko listened to this laugh almost hypnotizing sound.

- I'm just that good, that's all. Let's co-op here.

They played for a whole hour, bickering and fighting playfully with each other. Marko felt free and happy with them, boys rarely could play games with his emotional reactions, but Y/N kept up with him and took away all the worries and anger. They laughed with him, cursed at the game or calmed him down. It seemed as if they had an idea what he would do or say...

- You are funny, I love it, scaredy-cat, - Y/N laughed, when they walked out from the arcade zone.

- Stop calling me that! - Marko rolled his eyes and pushed their shoulder a little.

- As you wish... Kitten, - they smirked, while Marko stopped and blushed. - Awww, you are a cute kitten, blushing and everything, - they put hands on his cheeks and squeezed a little. Strange, but Marko didn't feel the urge to argue about his cuteness. Though he fought with Paul on this theme numerous times.

- I'm not cute, - he mumbled. They laughed, letting go of him. He rubbed his cheek and smiled a little. - Well.. a little more ruckus?..

- Sorry, kitten, not today, I have to go. But I'm here every night, hit me with suggestions, - they fluffed his hair. Now he was angered, he put tons of time into putting his hair the right way and they... - See ya! - and they were gone. Marko had never seen anyone moving with this speed, he ran after them, but they... As if just vanished. He looked around and pouted. He's gonna tell them everything he had on mind. Next time he would see this gorgeous, irresistible, awful person! Kitten... He had to admit, it was cute.

You watched his angry face from afar, laughing quietly. Gosh, he was cute. You just wanted smother his face with kisses, hugging him and not letting go of him ever. He would kill with just his eyes. Why were they all cute? You had two more rounds to go, but you already knew you wanted to see these boys more. And not in a way Michael saw them.

***

Paul jumped and danced to the rhythm of the song. He just had the time of his life here, even when his friends went away. What of it, they were gonna go home together anyway. So he just enjoyed the time what he had until that.

He winked to girls, who stood a little further, making them giggle. He had this effect on them. Tall, slim, with crazy hair and wild smile Paul could flirt with almost anyone and they would giggle and smile. So he used it whenever he wanted, looking around. Maybe he would be lucky enough and find someone for the night.

Then he felt it... Something's smelling so sweet and fresh at the same time... They walked near him, and he smelled sea salt on their hair. He stepped after them and caught their eyes. They were smiling cunningly, as if knowing what was going on in his brain. Well, there was nothing, but a strange wish to be with them more...

But when he reached his hand out, they giggled and slipped through the crowd. Paul panicked, what if he would lose them? He followed closely. Sometimes he caught the sight of them in one place, than the other one, but he could never reach them. Finally he stumbled to the outskirts of the crowd, looking around frantically.

- Impressive, you are persistent, - he heard giggle and turned to them. Now, when not running away, he was able to look at them better and that was worth it, definitely. Wet hair, nice jacket, pretty face... He was like frozen. - Like what you see?

- Yes... I mean no... I mean... - he stumbled upon his words, making them laugh. Paul gathered his thoughts, making deep breaths, trying make his brains work. - I mean you look fantastic but not in a creepy way, I... Shit, I'm suddenly bad at this, this has never happened before.

- It happens to men sometimes... - they shrugged and giggled. Paul couldn't help but laugh at this, though it was meant to hurt him. - Don't worry I got what you wanted to say. You are too looking gorgeous, though... I think high boots and white pants would look on your thighs better, just... yummy.

- Oh... Well... - Paul licked his lips. He was all flirt and he had couple of girls already, but... This blunt and openly... - Only if I have someone to take them off, - he smirked. They laughed, throwing their head back.

- I like you, you are adorable. I'm Y/N, - they grabbed his hand, tugging him to the crowd again. Paul followed, being like hypnotized by them. He hugged them, dancing with them and just enjoying the night.

They screamed songs together, danced and just had a great time. Paul almost was ready to say he would go home without boys, but with a great person, whose sight took his breath away. They pressed into him, burrowing their nose in his neck, their cold skin creating spicy contrast. Their breath was sharp, and when they bite his neck, he shivered, squeezing their back.

- Geez, I hope you can keep this up till later, babe... We are not in the right place, - he giggled, getting aroused pretty fast (what do you want from him, he just went over teenager years), but that somehow made them pull away, very... Fast. They looked away embarrassed and giggled nervously.

- Sorry, I... I think I overstepped something. I... - they looked at him, Paul furrowed his brows, not understanding what happened. - I need to go, - he managed to grab their hand to stop them from leaving just in time.

- Wait a minute... We will meet again, right? You... You are strange to run away like that, if I did something, I'm sorry, but... - he was shut with quick kiss to the lips, which he couldn't help but answer.

- We will see each other, - they nodded, immediately taking off into the crowd. For the first time in a long period Paul was speechless.

You shivered, running from the crowd. You almost lost control, it was... Very strange. Why these boys had such effect on you? You were interested, you wanted to play maybe, something more in the motel or anywhere maybe, but this? You sighed. They were something. And how didn't you notice them before? They were golden. You wanted more.

***

Dwayne was at some games. He tried to get the target, but... Strangely enough he couldn't. He was the most accurate from his friends,always hitting the bullseye, but... He still couldn't get the target.

- They mess with them, - someone spoke near him. Dwayne turned his head and looked at the person warily. - I've seen them doing it almost every day, - they smiled and outstretched hand to him. Dwayne thought for a minute, what a chance of meeting someone bad in the crowded place? And gave the balls to the person finally.

They took his place, standing in front of the targets. With a little aiming they got to one, than to other. Dwayne noticed how they looked with the corner of their eye at the owner. The man looked at a side, as in a fog. Dwayne furrowed, when they got all of the targets. Something was off.

- Told ya, just some tricks, - they smiled proudly and looked at him. - Smile a little, you look like grumpy grandpa, - you took the plushie and gave it to the boy. Dwayne took it, but still kept his distance.

- Who are you? - he asked warily, making them laugh.

- I'm Y/N, just a passerby. Wow, is it wolf fang? - they pointed at his necklace. Dwayne carefully nodded. - Cool! I heard that this is some kind of protection from beasts, right? - another nod, but more soft gaze. If they know about protection from evil spirits, they are good, right? That what everyone told him about at least.

- How do you know? - he walked a little bit from the stand, them following closer. They reached to their neck and pulled out some necklace in the form of small bottle.

- It's an amulet. Friend of mine gifted it to me, said it would alert me about dangers. Like burn me or something. I don't believe in this, - they scoffed, showing Dwayne this little bottle. He took it in his fingers, seeing some herbs inside and liquid.

- You should. People disappear here all the time. And the air is heavy, it's not human, - he answered, looking at them non-stop. They smiled, hiding the amulet back under the clothes.

- It's nice of you to think about me. I would think about... - they suddenly grabbed his shoulder and tugged to them, getting him out of the way of running punks. - It, - they ended the phrase and looked at punks heavily. - Are you okay?

- Yes. You have some reaction, - Dwayne scoffed, looking at the kids in red bandana and strange camouflage pants who were running after them. He noticed how Y/N shivered at the sight of them. - What?

- Don't like these comic book kids, - they answered quietly, but quickly changed their face to lighter expression, tugging him along the way. Dwayne again felt something strange, but still followed them. They stopped at the stairs to the beach.

- I'm not going with you, - Dwayne said finally. They laughed at this, looking at confused brunette.

- Dude, you are hot. Especially if you gonna unzip your jacket, it would suit you more. But if you are against it, I'm not gonna force you, - they stepped on the ladder and made a couple of steps. They took off their jacket, leaving only top on themselves. Dwayne saw their almost shining in moonlight, as if every colour was drained from the thin skin, their shoulders, hands, neck... - So... - they turned to him, looking at his eyes. Dwayne's heart skipped a beat, when he saw this hypnotizing gaze. - Are you coming?

He made a few steps, but stopped suddenly. What he was doing? He almost didn't know them. He wanted to, there was something about them he liked, some connection he felt but couldn't explain, but... He was going with them in the darkness, where people just went missing.

- No, - he answered, stopping. Their eyes became cold for a moment, but they quickly smiled.

- Your loss. I'm going to swim a little bit. And to check if your stories about amulets of protection are true. See you later, beautiful, - they winked at him, disappearing into the darkness. Dwayne wanted to follow them, stop them and lead them into the light, to protect them from everything, forever, but he stopped himself. He couldn't trust them. And even if he could, they were under protection of whoever made this amulet. He turned away, going to the parking lot.

You looked at him from the shadows with interest. He was like the darkness around you, dark, mysterious, strong. His calmness was a facade, you saw wildness in his eyes. The immortality would suit him, he would be so good in death. You closed your eyes and smirked. You were in deep trouble. As you wanted them all.

***

It took them some time to gather again together. David was a little thoughtful, Dwayne looked at the plushie with strange face expression. Marko tried to get his hair in the way he wanted, while Paul looked into nothingness dreamily.

- I guess, evening was good? - David looked at his friends. They nodded. He looked at the side, where he heard motorbike's rumble. There were two bikes, riding away on a big speed. - Then let's go, we have a long day tomorrow. And night.

- You are becoming soft, - Sam snickered at you the whole evening. You just layed on the couch upside down with your legs on the back of it and head down to the ground.

- Look who's talking, the lover of comic book hunters, - Michael shooed him away, sitting next to you. "You sure?" - you looked at him and grinned. You knew he was more for the variant with food, but he knew also you weren't kidding about stakes under the rafters.

"Never been more sure in my whole life... It would be interesting." - you would never let them go out of your sight again.

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lucifers-horror-harem · 3 years ago

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Y-y-you writing for the Lost Boys!!?? ~happy pterodactyl screech~ omg omg omg ok, breathe. Could you please do 107 + 121 from the list with a very grumpy and possessive David?? 🥺

“I’m not jealous! it’s just…you’re mine!” and “You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up.”

AAAAAAAAAAA Anon thank you for being the inaugural asker for David/Lost Boys content on this blog!!! I'm so excited to be writing for him and I hope you like!!!

Jealousy

Gender Neutral Reader Warnings: Vampire bites, witty banter, some sensual situations, not very smutty but maybe a PG-13 situation going on, fiesty reader who doesn't take shit from David Word Count: ~800

"Grow up David," you tossed over your shoulder, stomping into the abandoned hotel that you called home.

David was hot on your heels, continuing to bitch and moan as he had been the entire way back. "First of all, that's literally impossible for me. So great comeback there." You rolled your eyes as you pushed through the numerous draped sheets that served as walls in this place. "Secondly, what do you expect me to do when some limp dick is up in my partner's business, huh? Not kill them?"

You stopped next to your bed, sighing heavily and throwing your arms up and slapping them down at your sides dramatically. "Oh, I don't know David, maybe I find impulse control really sexy. Maybe it's hotter than feeling like I'm dating a jealous child all the time."

Before David could open his mouth, a litany of "oooooooooohs'' and whooping could be heard from elsewhere in the echoing room. "David's jealousssssss," Paul teased in a sing-song voice, causing the others to snicker along.

"I'm not jealous!" David boomed towards the curtains, soft snickering still being heard. You smirked at David and crossed your arms across your chest with your eyebrows raised. All that was missing was a nice "told you so," but the look on David's face was already good enough for you.

David hissed and lowered his voice. "I'm not jealous. It's just that," David's eyes darted to the side before continuing, "It's just that you're mine! I don't want some piece of shit coming up to you and thinking you owe him the time of day when you have me."

"David," you said, lips pressed together as you tried to hold back giggles that would only hurt his poor ego even more. "You're the textbook definition of jealousy, you know that right?"

"Shut up," he grumbled half heartedly as he circled you, pressing himself against your back and holding you. "You know what I mean."

You couldn't help but prod him further. "I'm not sure if I do, David. Please, use your words and enlighten me."

David's lips brushed the nape of your neck, and you shivered when you felt the graze of his canines trace your sensitive flesh. "Don't need to use my words," he whispered. "But you sure are mouthy. Even though you know what I can do."

You rolled your eyes and lifted one of your hands to the top of his head, threading your fingers through his long hair. "You love it."

You didn't bother to hide the soft moan as his teeth sunk into your neck. It didn't matter anyway, you both knew the effect his bites had on the both of you. David held you tightly to him, rocking you gently as he lapped up your blood. Your legs trembled, and he groaned softly as you held tighter to his hair. It wouldn't be long before your grip loosened anyways, so you might as well enjoy it now.

David had described how he felt drinking blood to you before. It made him exhilarated, powerful, adrenaline coursing through his veins. You felt the opposite, but it wasn't a bad feeling in the slightest. It reminded you of being high, your body so lightweight, and your mind a tad fuzzy, but your senses were heightened immensely. You felt David siphon your blood from you, became aware of how his body pressed against you and the clothes sliding across your skin. You felt like you could fly, that, or have the best sleep of your life. Either was preferable, but in these moments all you could fantasize about was how good David's skin would feel against yours as your bodies become one, reveling in the ecstasy only your partner could bring you. And here he was being jealous. Didn't he know there was no match when it came to him?

Somehow, as your mind floated aimlessly as you enjoyed the moment, you noticed David had gently placed you down on the bed, crouching on top of you as he gazed down at you. His eyes were amber, pupils dilated as his mouth hung open, tongue licking up the last of the blood that stained his plush lips. You gave him a lopsided smile and brushed your hand over his face which David leaned into.

"Promise to be good?" You whispered, slowly wrapping your legs around David's.

That familiar cocky lopsided grin spread across David's face as he answered, "I can't promise anything."

In all fairness, you wouldn't have David any other way.

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mimikyugirl · 3 years ago

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Watching Horror Movies With Them!!

George

now listen to me

this one knows how to have fun

George organizes a night of terror every halloween

which involves showing up in costume at your house

usually as a vampire

yes, with the cape, fangs and fake blood

with a bag of candy the size of his head, too

and the first thing he does is attack you

"To learn not to invite anyone to your house, young lady"

then he uses his fangs (so you can become a vampire too, of course 😇) and reveals a vampire costume made for you!

with less neckline than his tho

you spend the night talking with a forced accent

eating candy and laughing at the trash movies he chose

until he gets tired of looking at the screen and prefers to watch you

"I'm tired of the movies, dear. How about I bite your pretty little neck some more?"

John

the most scared one (but will never admit it!)

he's also the one who loves popcorn the most

eats candy to disguise that he's too scared to say anything during the movie

if you look in John's direction at any point of he will be wide-eyed

without blinking

with the popcorn stopped halfway to his mouth until you ask if he's okay

"I'm fine, luve" he says looking like a scared child

loves the black and white horror movies with silly trash gore scenes tho, it's the ones he's most entertained with

laughs when you hide your face in his chest and always says when you can look at the screen again

even though he is as scared as you are

"Can I sleep here tonight, love? So you... y'know, don't get scared sleeping alone...?"

Paul

100% dont fuck around ghost movies

100% loves halloween and wear costumes that match yours!

love it when the movie is scary enough for you to curl up with him on the couch 😇😇

rarely scared of anything but hates bloody scenes

prefer horror movies with vampires or serial killers

always ends movie sessions with chocolate all over his face (he doesn't care much for popcorn)

and he always asks you to clean up for him "no, luve, with your tongue!"

jump scare makes him laugh more than they should

whether from the scene or from you jumping on the couch

"Such a scare little girl, aren't we? C'mere love, let me protect you from the monsters."

Ringo

might as well become a film critic

pays more attention to photography than plot

don't stop talking about how perfect the casting was

completely ignores that the protagonist has just been possessed and praises the soundtrack

he never says he wants popcorn but he always ends up eating half of yours

always have an arm around your shoulders and end up having a lot of fun with your reactions ❤

at the end of the movie he always hides around the house and try to scare you

and this ends up becoming a game between you two

until he ends up on the floor under a tickling attack

only that makes him stop lmao

only watch horror movies when it's night and raining

"I know the possessed neighbor just murdered the priest's wife but hear me out, dear... they used the wrong song :/"

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Hi, I have been reading your blogs and love it! It's so nice to find someone who loves slashers too haha. If it's not a bother, I'd like to make a request. With The Lost Boys where the reader ends up stopping in the TLB movie universe. She gets confused at first but quickly recognizes everything, especially the boys. That being the case, she tries to help them by warning about the frog brothers. How would they react? Sorry if it got confusing lol.

hi there!! so sorry for the long wait but i really enjoyed writing this request!! I hope you enjoy it :)

WARNINGS: none

WORD COUNT: Approx. 1460

You had never been more confused before in your life. One minute you were in bed, half asleep, scrolling for a video to watch on your phone and the next you’re laying on the beach. You were sitting in the sand now, looking around trying to figure out 1. Where the hell you were and 2. Why the hell you were here.

There was a boardwalk just behind you and it was absolutely bustling with people. Most were dressed… differently than you were used to, but that’s not what made you freak out. It was turning to your left and seeing the Santa Carla welcome sign. Santa Carla. There’s no way you were here, right? It had to be a dream.

The sound of yelling caught your attention and you nearly shit yourself at the sight in front of you: four men in familiar clothing arguing with a beefy motorcycle man. One had platinum blonde hair, bordering on white, and he was smoking a cigarette with a smug look on his sharp features. Directly to his right was a taller, long-haired man with no shirt but a leather jacket on.

Holy shit. You blink your eyes hard, pinching yourself hard on the arm until the skin began to throb. You weren’t waking up. This wasn’t a dream, or, at least, wasn’t one you were waking up from. You stand, extremely aware of how differently you were dressed compared to the people around you, and you make your way towards the men. They had finished arguing with the man and were now standing around talking to one another.

“Hey!” You call, instantly slapping yourself in your mind. ‘Hey?’ Why would you try and get their attention anyways? The four turn towards you and you watch as David, because the closer you get the more you realize this was real, cocks an eyebrow at you. Paul and Marko were whispering to each other, large grins plastered onto their faces, while Dwayne watched you walk towards them silently.

“Do we know you?” David asks, his voice having an edge to it. You gulp, your heartbeat picking up speed and David grins at you. He could hear it. He takes a step towards you, closing the gap, and the others follow suit. They walk circles around you like a lion waiting to pounce on the injured gazelle. “I don’t think we do. I’m D-”

“David, I know. You’re Marko, Paul, and Dwayne.” You say, your voice much more confident than you actually were. David's grin drops instantly, his eyebrows scrunching together. He takes another drag from his cigarette, dropping it and stamping it out with his foot as he glances you up and down.

“How the hell do you know that?” Marko asks though it seems he’s more curious than angry. You bite the inside of your cheek, trying to figure out the best way to tell them that wouldn’t make you sound crazy, but nothing came up.

David’s hand outstretches and grabs ahold of your chin, gripping it tightly and forcing you to look at him. His eyes darken. “He asked you a question.”

“It’s a long story and it won’t make sense to you, honestly. I’ll tell you if you let me go.” You bargain and thankfully David obliges. He drops his hand to his side and raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to talk. You take a look at the other three men who were all waiting with various levels of annoyance and intrigue. You sigh.

Almost three hours of talking and answering questions later, you were finally finished telling them what you knew. You were now at a random restaurant, sitting on one of the outdoor tables, picking at fries. They had oh so graciously bought them for you halfway through your story which seemed to be draining their energy.

“So, let me see if I’m understanding you correctly. You’re telling us that you’re not from here and are instead from a place where we are… in a movie? And that it talks about us being… ya’ know?” You nod. David was on his fifth cigarette now and looked genuinely confused. “None of this makes sense.”

“Yeah, but I’m just telling you what I know,” You say, popping a fry into your mouth. Marko was absolutely riveted by your story and he had continued to interject, asking questions or correcting small details of what you said. Paul looked confused but you came to learn that was just his resting face.

“So… what now?” Dwayne asks, leaning over and grabbing a fry from your tray. He had been quiet this entire time, only speaking to tell Marko and Paul to shut up so he could hear you. You shrug. It’s not an everyday thing for you to get transported into one of your favorite movies and have to talk to the four people you had a crush on since the first time you ever watched the film.

“Maybe you got put here to tell us something… maybe warn us? This is awesome! It’s like that ‘Back to the Future’ movie or something,” Paul says and Marko nods excitedly. Dwayne seems to consider this and shrugs. David is the only one who doesn’t seem fully convinced.

“Who’s the head vampire?”

“Max.”

“... You’re right,” David says, displeased. He takes a swig of his now-warm beer and grimaces slightly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He kept staring at you, trying to figure you out and it was really starting to get to you. Sure you had always day-dreamt about staring into those icy-blue and green eyes but it was a completely different story now that he was doing so in a not-so-friendly way.

Marko throws an arm over David's shoulder and shakes him a bit, trying to get him to smile. “Come on, Dave! This is cool!” He turns to you once again and leans in close. You catch a whiff of his scent which was practically intoxicating; sea salt, hair gel, and nail polish. “So, how does the movie end?”

“Uhh… not that great, at least for you guys.” You say, grimacing at their expressions. You did not think this through. “You guys and Max kinda get killed…”

“Killed? By who?” Dwayne asks, his eyes narrowing slightly. Even though he didn’t believe you fully, you knew far too much about them for him to completely blow you off.

“Michael. Well, Michael, his brother, the frog brothers, and Star.” Their faces contort at the names and you realize that you may have gotten here before any of them had met the others. “You don’t know who I’m talking about, do you?”

“Star, yeah, but we just met her yesterday. Haven’t gotten her back to our place. Who the hell are the frog brothers?” Paul asks and, right on time, two boys sprint past your table, comics in hand, cursing at whoever they were running after. One was in a camo shirt and a red bandana tied around his forehead while the other wore a grey sleeveless shirt.

“That’s the frog brothers.” The four men pause before erupting into laughter. Those two losers had a part in their deaths? Yeah, right. “Seriously; they know about vampires and they’re the reason you four get caught. Just… try and steer clear of those people, alright? And if you haven’t turned Laddie yet, don’t.”

You scrunch your eyes in pain as your head begins to throb. You can hear the four men in front of you talking but you can’t make any of it out. A buzzing sound fills your head and your hands find a place over your ears, trying to stop the pain that has erupted in your brain. Right as you think your head is about to explode the noise stops.

Your eyes opened and you’re no longer on the boardwalk. You were in bed, a random video playing on your phone. It was considerably darker outside now and if you really concentrated you could almost smell the cigarette smoke that had been wafting around you for the last few hours. Smiling, you turn your phone off and curl into bed. That was the most realistic dream you’ve had yet.

Back in Santa Carla, the boys were still seated at the boardwalk, gaping at your now empty chair. One second you were there and the next you were gone. David hadn’t taken his eyes off of you and yet you had vanished.

“Huh. I think we should go talk to Max,” Marko says, standing up. Paul and Dwayne nod, standing as well, but David stays sitting. His eyes were still on your chair. Dwayne places a hand on his friend's shoulder, pulling him from his thoughts.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

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