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[markoslostgirl]

THE LOST BOYS + STAR W/ THEIR

SUPERNATURAL S/O

DAVID

Werewolf S/O

• when you first met, you were at each others throats constantly— people weren't lying when they said Vampires and Werewolves don't get along.

• you quickly bonded as you realized you were each other's mates.

• David absolutely adores your wolf, but he'll never say that out loud.

• he likes to call you pup and puppy a lot just to tease you but he knows that you secretly like it which is why he keeps doing it.

• will give you head pats and praise you like an owner would to a dog just to watch you get flustered .

• he loves watching you hunt, he finds it very amusing. you don't like eating humans, so you stick to animals like a normal wolf would but you don't judge him for eating humans.

DWAYNE

Witch S/O

• you met after he watched you cast a spell near the woods of their cave because he smelt a scent that he'd never smelt before and followed it.

• he knew that witches existed since he was a bit of a bookworm, but he'd never met one so both of you instantly clicked.

• he loves silently watching you cast spells and watching you mess with rude people on the boardwalk.

• he likes to call you 'his witchy woman' because that's exactly what you are to him, plus, he just likes teasing you.

• begs you to teach him some things for research since he wants to learn more about what you can do.

• even though you're a witch and are fully capable of handling yourself, he still likes to protect you when needed and you don't mind.

MARKO

Angel S/O

• you met when he found you in the woods, your wing had been badly injured and he decided to help you out.

• consumed by his crazy good looks and charming nature, you both instantly fell for each other.

• Marko absolutely loves your wings and thinks they're super pretty and soft, and he loves to nuzzle his face into them.

• he likes to think that you were a gift sent down by the gods, for whatever reason so he calls you his angel, precious and dove. He didn’t know what he did to deserve you, as you were complete opposites of each other.

• he loves flying alongside you, watching the way your wings gracefully flap and all the cool tricks you like to do.

• your pretty innocent so he constantly has to protect you from creeps on the boardwalk, but he secretly doesn't mind since you praise him for it.

PAUL

Fairy S/O

• you were walking alone in the woods, flowers blooming behind you as you walked and Paul found the trail and thought it was strange so he decided to follow it, which is how he found you.

• at first, you were scared since you knew he was a vampire but once you got to know him, you instantly took a liking to him.

• Paul loves your wings and thinks they're beautiful, he also loves all of your powers.

• he has a thing for calling you 'fairy princess' even though you've told him you aren't a princess, but you don't really mind. he also loves calling you flower.

• he likes to watch you flutter around the cave, feet hovering over the ground since sometimes flowers subconsciously bloom where you've walked when you weren't paying attention.

• Paul finds it adorable that you don't really know anything about sexual stuff and constantly teases you for it.

STAR

Mermaid S/O

• you met when you spotted Star sitting near the ocean of the cave and sensed she was a vampire, so you curiously swam up to her, a little nervous but she assured you she was harmless.

• you talked for a while and asked each other all kinds of questions and met each other everyday. And that’s when the both of you started to develop strong feelings towards each other.

• Star always gushes about how pretty your tail is and that she wished she had one, but you told her that you wished you had legs.

• she likes to call you her shell baby after you cutely brought her a shell you'd found on the sea floor.

• she loves being next to you in the ocean while you show her cool tricks you can do. When she found out you could talk to fish, she thought you were the most amazing person she’s ever met!

• you asked the gods if they'd grant you legs temporarily whenever you wanted, to which they gave you and you spent the day at the boardwalk with Star, stumbling around sometimes and in awe at the sights around you which she thought was adorable.

[markoslostgirl]

Nightmares

How would they comfort you?

angst lmao

── ･ ｡☆*☽*☆ﾟ.──

Dwayne

snaps you back to reality

"you're okay, I'm okay"

makes sure to give you water if you cry

does not leave until you're okay

sits next to you until you fall back asleep

or if you don't, he'll stay anyways

David

offers you a cig

LMAO

he doesn't know how to comfort

so he kinda just

tells you stories of when he was alive

cowboys and so on

"...what would you do in that situation? 'Cause I had no fucking idea what I was doing back then"

lets you lean on him

Paul

soft

he hugs and rocks you back and forth

soft soft kisses on your forehead

"darling... oh my darling..."

he hates the way you shake in his arms

he probably doesnt leave you

he's very sweet

he looks at you with the saddest and softest eyes

not expected I know,

but when he cares for someone

he cares

Marko

sings to you

maybe old Italian songs

about heroes

and love and traveling

about craving the warmth of the sun

lets you borrow his jacket

hoping you can fall asleep

in the patched jacket

telling many stories

*muffled wet sobbing in the background as Mac DeMarco plays*

[markoslostgirl]

(Poly) Lost Boys' Reaction to you Bringing a Stray Cat to the Hideout

Warnings: Regular Lost Boys shenanigans, and cat shenanigans too  

Author’s Snip: Fuck the canon we die like men

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

Just as a fyi I wrote this with the idea that you're part of the Lost Boys (a vampire) and live in the hotel ruins and cave with them

You've been gradually luring a stray cat to the hideout by feeding it with the plan of having it be a pet

David

He usually has tabs on everyone in the group, so he knows that you were feeding a stray with scraps of takeout

He laughed when he heard you say that you wanted to have it be a pet

David didn't think that you could pull it off

"Good luck with that, babe."

And then he sees the damn fur ball in the hideout and he's pleasantly surprised. You actually managed to get a cat to live in the hideout

David doesn't really pay too much attention to it since it's technically yours

He'll pet it if it comes to him

Though sometimes it sits on his rickety wheelchair throne and he shoos it off

though he does actually like the powerful look he has when he's petting it when it's on his lap

Otherwise he just ignores it

Also, it doesn't matter if you and the others named it, he just calls it "the cat"

I can see him hissing back at the cat if he cat ever hisses at him

Dwayne

Dwayne humors your task of luring the cat

Similar to David, he doesn't really have much faith in the idea that you can successfully do it, but he's sure it's possible. So when it starts coming in and staying then he congratulates you

He actually enjoys having the cat around and just seeing it lounging around

Dwayne likes to jokingly call it generic cat names like Mr. Whiskers, Mr. Mittens, or just kitty

Thinks it's funny and cute when it chases around Marko's pigeons

Over all just vibes with it

Paul

Both him and Marko are down to actually help you bring in the cat but doesn't really get the slowly feeding it process

"Why not just grab it and bring it to the hideout?" "If we do that it'll just be scared of us. I want it to trust us. Feeding it can teach it that we mean no harm." "Oh."

He will actually steal cat food from bowls and bring it to you to give the cat so that it can actually eat cat food instead of scraps

Calls it "Little Buddy"

He's the one who hypes up the cat the most, he'll be playing with it and it will be all hyper

Paul actually likes when it brings back 'gifts' (aka dead birds and mice)

"Look it hunts just like us"

Marko

Like I said, helps lure the cat

Though he does second guess once it's already started living in the hideout because it might kill his pigeons

He does steal cat toys for the cat so that it will stop trying to kill them

Otherwise, loves it

He'll call it whatever you named it but like he gives it little nicknames like Little Killer and stuff like that

You sometimes have to tell Marko to leave the cat alone

"Marko stop chasing it around, you're gonna get scratched."

His ass does not listen and then he acts surprised when his ass gets scratched

Marko jokes that the cat is you guys' guardian pet like Thorn is, even though it just lays around all day

"It's nocturnal like us!"

[markoslostgirl]

The Lost Boys Dating Headcanons

A/n: This might be kind of short. I don't really have to many ideas for this.

Warnings: Kissing. That's all I can really think of.

Words: 427

The boys would definitely wait awhile to tell you that they're vampires. They'd most likely get to know you better to see what your personality is like to figure out how and when to tell you that they're vampires.

They'd definitely spoil you A LOT. If they see you looking at a certain type of thing a lot, then they'd definitely buy (steal) it for you.

Marko or Paul would rough house with you the most out of all the boys. They wouldn't be as rough with you as they would be with each other. They don't want to hurt you.

Dwayne would definitely cuddle you or just have his arms wrapped around you to show his affection to you.

David usually will just put his arm around your shoulder when he's sitting next to you or standing next to you.

Sometimes when he gets jealous he'll wrap his arm around your waist and pull you closer to him. It honestly kind of depends on how jealous he gets and what the situation is.

Dwayne likes kissing your face, especially on the cheeks. He loves showing his affection this way. And he also likes seeing your reactions to him kissing your face.

Marko will definitely make you sit down and let him paint or draw a picture of you. Sometimes he'll take an hour or more, and sometimes he'll only take a good 20 or 30 minutes.

Paul likes coming up to you when you're sitting on a couch or something and laying his head in your lap. He'll be even happier if you start petting his head.

They'll occasionally schedule a night to where they can spend time with you in the cave and be able to give you lots of affection.

They all love spending time with you. They'll literally do anything to be able to get you to spend more time with them.

If you don't meet them on the boardwalk or in the cave and they were expecting you and you don't show up, they'll get concerned. If you live in your own house, they'll come to your hose and make sure you're alright.

If there's ever a time where you get sick or your mental health isn't doing so well, they'll dedicate their time to make sure that you're alright and that you'll get better.

If they find out that you think they're falling out of love of you, they will do whatever it takes for however long it takes to make sure you know that they love you very very much.

[markoslostgirl]

How he holds you

(Lost boys x gender neutral reader headcanons)

Warnings: Marko being a lil cheeky

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

David

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dwayne

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

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

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

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

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

-he might take in a big inhale of your scent

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

-He loves it

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

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

-10/10 cause his cuddles are top notch

Paul

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

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

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

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

-Yeah, hes very touchy

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

-Heaven forbid you want to eat or need to sneeze

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

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

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

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

-9.5/10 because his hands are cold as hell

Marko

-Marko’s not as handsy as the others

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

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

-Thats about as far as it goes in public.

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

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

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

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

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

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

-He warms up underneath the covers with you.

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

-I give him a 7/10

[markoslostgirl]

I’m lowkey having lost boys brain rot so what about them (poly or separate) with a readers who’s a book worm? Love your stuff as always <3

The Lost Boys (Separate) with a Bookworm! Reader

ZIGGY THANK U FOR COMING THRU WITH REQUESTS LATELY 🛐 u literally keeping my blog alive !!

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Dwayne

- I've decided to rank these boys on best match to worst, starting with the best match

- He might be the only Lost Boy that reads frequently

- I can easily imagine him taking his chances and staying up to use daylight so he can see the pages better

- Head empty only Dwayne reading to you. Like his arm is around you while you're cuddled up beside him, falling asleep

- Small dates to the library or bookstore is near impossible with him though, he has a bad history of theft and overdue books (some are older than the librarians themselves)

David

- David absolutely teased you about reading a whole lot at first

- He called reading boring, definitely implied that you were boring too, etc, until you were able to get him to read

- He got fed up that some piece of paper was holding you back from going out to the boardwalk with him and so he stole it

- Morbid curiosity got a hold of him, he read a few chapters, and turns out that David is a fan of psychological horror! who knew

- Sadly though, he didn't give the book back until he was done with it and you lost your spot

Marko

- contrary to popular belief, Marko does read and has his own stack laying around the cave

- There's fashion magazines, books he stole from Dwayne, and comic books

- You once gave him a copy of "Vampires Everywhere!" as a gag gift and it's literally the best thing anyone has gotten him

- But despite his blossoming collection, he tends to steal or buy more than he can actually read

- I imagine there's a system to help out this dilemma: You can pick a book Marko and you haven't read, you read it, and if you like it? He reads it and keeps it. If you don't like it? He just tosses it out

Paul

- Lovingly refers to you as a dork

- I think the only way you can get him near a book is if you're reading to him

- Paul loves the high fantasy and action novels, you two are halfway through the Lord of The Rings series already

- Everytime there's some kind of book to movie adaptation happening, he's taking you to see it

- He typically groans at your "the book is better" comments, but if he didn't like the movie himself, he'll add onto on your sentiment intensely even though he's never read the original book

[markoslostgirl]

Summer Lovin'.

(Poly!Lost Boys x Female!Reader)

For the lovely @jdrift04 really hope you like it! As someone with really bad eczema on her hands, this was awesome to write ❤️ all credit for the gif goes to the owner. Check out @bonniebirddoesgifs for the amazing gif.

Tw: body image insecurities (use of terms such as 'disgusting' and 'unloveable'), discussion of anxiety, that's all really but of course lmk if there's more.

You starred at yourself in the mirror, a scowl rising to your lips.

The shirt was unflattering and quite frankly, the color was so not you. You sighed, taking the fabric over your head and discarding it on your bed, with the rest of your clothes. "Why does it have to be so hard to pick a damn shirt?" You said, exasperated. Looking back at the mirror, you turned your back, eyes avoiding the reflection presented to you.

Your back was a showcase of discolored patches, red spots and some visibly different texture. When you were a child, you had gone through a period where your back would be covered in liquid filled bumps. Your parents had taken you to dermatologist, who simply said that you had eczema and prescribed the much needed medication for it.

While you were grateful, the condition had left a mark on you.

Your body was still healing from it, but you couldn't help the insecurity that it spawned within you. Having kids act all disgusted and staying away because they thought it was contagious didn't help much, leading you to switch out most of your more revealing clothes for clothes more fitting to a nun than a teenager. Sure, you still wore short sleeves, but your back was practically covered all the time.

It wasn't your friends that you worried about, it was mostly the meat heads people called Surf Nazis that pissed you off. They find something out about a person and they latch onto it like leeches, looking to quench their own insecurities. Such a thing happened to you, when they started calling you disgusting, questioning how someone could even hang out with you.

As much as your friends told you to ignore them, they were slowly breaking through that barrier of "they only say that to make themselves feel better" and "they just wish they were you". Soon, the wardrobe switch happened and you grew more and more insecure. You started calling yourself disgusting and unlovable, sometimes going as far as to cover your mirror when you would be changing and turning to face your back.

Nights out were still frequent, but it took longer for you to get ready and the surfers were growing restless.

One particular night, Gregory decided to get handsy.

He was the pseudo-leader, a baboon that consolidated himself by fighting the boardwalk security whenever he could. He was the loudest and therefore, the surfers followed his lead.

Gregory thought it would be a good idea to try and make a fool out of you, grabbing at you and trying to get you to show your scars. By some miracle, four bikers were watching the scene from a far.

That's how you met your current lovers. Yes, lovers. Plural.

They intervened and Big Ed had to pull David off from Gregory. He shot you a smirk, before telling you and your friends to meet him and his boys at the carousel. You were teased by your girlfriends, saying that David already had the hots for you.

You met them at the carousel and the rest was history.

Marko had been the one to confess that all of them wanted to be with you and while it was unconventional, you had grown too attached to care.

As time went on, the idea of telling the boys about your scars began to loom over you. You were sure that they wouldn't care. That they wouldn't be like the others. Yet, there was that little voice at the back of your head, convincing you to keep your walls up and hide your back under your shirts.

Now, as you scavanged through the clothes on your bed, your hands pulled a crop top that you hadn't seen in ages. It was (f/c), one of your favorite colors.

Looking at the mirror and then back at it, you surmised that it wouldn't hurt to try it on for size. It wasn't like you were going to wear it outside anyway. While you began to change, you were blissfully unaware of the presence at your window. Marko watched from his spot on the hinges, his mouth agape.

He didn't mean to stare, but you were absolutely beautiful. You were turned toward the mirror, your back facing him. The curve of your back was tempting enough as it is, Marko taking in every texture, every scare.

You were like a work of art.

Just waiting to be admired the way you deserved.

Marko was probably too entranced by you to notice Dwayne and Paul joining in, the roof tiles rumbling slightly under their added weight. "Dude, what the hell are you starin' at-woah.'' Paul expressed, his words dying in his mouth as he caught sight of you. Dwayne was stunned to silence, any cohesive sentence leaving as soon as he saw you in that top. "Talk about a show, huh?''

"You're disgusting you know that?''

"Oh come on Dwayne, like you weren't lookin'-"

"Why the hell are you three whispering?'' David said, having only just arrived. The trio all yelped, effectively alerting you to their presence. "Oh God!'' You exclaimed, quickly grabbing another piece of clothing to throw over your back. David fought hard to contain his laugh, his body drawing closer to the threshold of your window. His brilliant eyes gave you a look, his leg passing the wooden frame of the window at your invite.

"Sorry about that, kitten. These three knuckleheads need to learn to look at their surroundings better.''

"Fuck you David.''

"Love you too Paul." The vampire chuckled, before giving you his full attention. Under any other circumstances, you would have relished the attention but as soon as that impressed whistle left David's lips, you felt your palms grow sweaty. "Don't you look gorgeous tonight baby, who's the lucky guy?"

"Very funny. Was just trying on some old stuff is all."

Paul and the others joined in, passing through with your invitation. Paul plopped himself down on your bed, making himself comfortable while Marko helped himself to your book shelf. Dwayne was at your side, giving you a hug and a kiss on the side of your head.

It was his way of greeting you.

"Sweetness, it's pretty warm. Why do you have a jacket on?" The brunette questioned. "Like I told David, I was just trying things on for size." You said again. "Well, can't you take it off now?" Marko inquired, his tone simply curious.

You stumbled over your words and that was enough for them to know that something wasn't ok. You were witty and it was rare that any of them left you speechless. You were clearly nervous and as much as the boys wanted to back off and not make you feel pressured, they wanted to help. "Nah, i like it, it still looks great on me." You defended, vaguely aware of the beads of sweat rolling down your forehead. It was a should defense at best, but that was all you had.

There was a creeping feeling in your stomach that this was going to be the night where you finally tell them.

"Kitten...you aren't hiding something from us, are you?"

And of course, it never happens when you want it too.

You shook your head. "No, why would I?'' You defended, sounding even more unbelievable than before. David took a good look at you and wondered if it had anything to do with that jacket you had thrown over your back. He was never one to push you, but this behavior was making him worry. Dwayne seemed to have the same sentiment, pulling you close and burring his face in your hair.

The affection tilted your stance considerably, your mind growing more and more convinced. You bit back a sigh.

"I used to...have this skin condition when I was a kid.'' You began, finding it difficult to find the right words. You couldn't be sure that they knew what eczema was, so you had to explain it in a way that would make sense. The words passed your lips stiffly, David and Dwayne listening so intently, you almost thought they had spaced out.

They're dedication to your words was so obvious that even Paul and Marko grew to attention, abandoning their tomfoolery and listening to you. You finished with a sigh. “It’s gone now but some scars still remain…and people haven’t been exactly nice about them…ever.’’ You expressed contempt, each word passing as if you didn't want it too.

Still, an indescribable weight lifted from your shoulders, as a new fear settled in your belly. The boys were quiet for a moment, the silence short yet impactful. “Why didn’t you tell us before?’’ Dwayne asked, disappointed more so at himself rather than you. Your shoulders slagged, as you offered up a rather poor reason. “I…I didn’t want you to think that I was…gross or something.’’ You said.

Kids had said worse things.

That you were unlovable and disgusting.

The thought of your boys thinking the same thing was too much to even consider, let alone think about.

“Aw babe, we would never think that!’’ Paul exclaimed, jumping up and taking you into his arms. You yelped slightly at the unexpected action, before allowing yourself to smile. “You’re the most beautiful girl in the world, my love. Don’t ever let anything make you think otherwise." Dwayne said, his hair shielding most of his face. The boys joined in on the hug and though it did begin to feel rather uncomfortable, you smiled nonetheless.

"Now how about we ditch the old shirts and you wear something you actually want to?" David inquired, rummaging through your pile of clothing. "I'm not sure…I haven't worn most of these in a while." You shrugged your shoulders, feeling slightly bashful over the sudden change.

"We know this is a lot to get used to, so take it easy sweets." Marko spoke up as he joined David. He pulled out a baby blue top that you had completely forgotten about, his face smiling from ear to ear. "Besides, we can even help you pick out an outfit now!"

"Hell yeah, we'll make you look smokin' babe!"

Soon enough you had three vampires rummaging through your things, as Dwayne ran a gentle hand down your back. Surprisingly, through his timid touches, you actually found that you quite liked it. You released a sigh, feeling your shoulders become rather light.

Things were going to get better.

And with these four by your side, no one would dare even look at you the wrong way.

A part of you wishes you had this when you were younger.

You were just a kid.

But, as David and Dwayne chastised Paul and Marko for causing a mess, you couldn't help but laugh.

For all it was worth, the past didn't really matter anymore.

Besides, you had a lot of cute shirts to wear.

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[markoslostgirl]

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

Warnings: None

Fandom- The Lost Boys 1987

Pairings- Poly! Lost Boys x Female! Reader

Title- Payment

“Is she awake yet?” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Mmm,” You closed your eyes in thought. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Too Good A Person.

(Poly!Lost Boys x Female!Reader)

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If there was one thing that David knew to be true in this life, it’s that people took advantage of kindness.

It was one of the many oddities of human beings, this cruel ability to see one's good nature as weakness and something that could garner benefit. While kindness did open many doors, one needs to assess what other people are willing to do to keep them open. The world was cruel and people needed breaks when they could catch them. As David, Paul and Dwayne lounged around the semi empty diner, Marko bursted through the door, a satisfied grin plastered on his face.

The curly headed vampire plopped down on a free seat next to Paul, nudging the rocker over. “So…how’d it go?’’ Asked David with calm interest. Marko said nothing, letting the bag of money that was dropped on the table do all the talking. Dwayne and Paul let out cheerful howls, while David smirked. “Good job.’’ He said. “Guessing the fucker put up a fight?’’

“Nothing I couldn’t handle.’’ Marko boasted, only to have Dwayne hand him a handkerchief for the ‘’forgotten’’ specs of blood on his neck. “Got what he deserved. Who the hell does he think he is? Not paying (Y/n) back?’’ Paul barked, as if it was the most outrageous thing. The others could applaud him for his optimism but his stupidity was too out there to ignore. Of course, you wouldn’t have your kindness returned. Of course, the old fool that decided to ask you for money one too many times would end up like he did. David supposed he couldn’t blame you as much. It was your simple wish to help people and you couldn’t predict what they would later do with that kindness.

Still…he wished you had some backbone too.

Dwayne attributed your hesitance to demand your doo’s, to the elementary principle that you would want someone to help you as you did them. Admirable…but naive. Dwayne had seen enough of the world to know that it was foolish to expect good things from other people. He could call Paul stupid all he wanted but the rocker noticed more than he let on. Paul wanted to believe that you weren’t being taken advantage of, that people simply felt safe with you. But as Marko’s little quest came to show, that was not the case at all. Contrary to popular belief, Marko didn’t enjoy beating up ordinary people. To him, it was the surf nazis that deserved all the flack, all the beatings. But there comes a time in a vampires life, where even ordinary people need to be dealt with.

Marc was unfortunately, for him anyway, one of these people.

He and you had worked at a burger joint together, just outside the boardwalk. It was new and you were making good money. That being mostly from tips, Marc played the fool and begged you to give some of your tips to him. Spinning some bullshit sob story, you did just that. Nights passed and according to you, you had asked for that money back. Marc was throwing every excuse he had and now he was under the boardwalk, choking on his own blood.

—

You walked slowly around the boardwalk, your brow glistening with sweat.

You had just finished your shift and were free for the night. You and the boys had decided to meet at the diner, where they had offered to pay for your dinner. They wouldn’t have to do so, had your work place allowed their employees to get their food there. You sighed, stretching backwards, your hands placed firmly on your hips. Tiredness walked hand in hand with you, as people passed you by. Tips were slow and you were really starting to regret giving most of them to Marc.

But he looked so desperate.

Right as you were about to turn the corner, a rather familiar voice called to you. “There’s my favorite girl!’’Gregory called and soon, you found yourself with an arm slung over your tired shoulders. “Just the person I wanted to see.’’ He said. As much as you wanted to entertain his buffoonery, you were simply too tired. “Yeah, look I really gotta-’’

“Oh don’t be like that! Besides…me and my friends here wanted to ask you something.’’

You resisted the urge to ask “What now?’’ as the surfers brought you closer and closer to the beach entrance. It was here that the alarm bells began to sound off in your head. They usually asked you for small things, like money or buying them smokes, this…this was different. And not the good kind of different. “You see, me and the boys here want to have some fun tonight and we’re missing booze, to make a long story short.’’ Gregory began, releasing you from his hold. His two other friends, people you didn't care about enough to remember, were stationed to your right and left respectively, while Gregory occupied your front.

The sand under your feet suddenly felt too cold, your skin rising up in goosebumps. “And I really promised Sherry and the girls I'd get them booze. So, we came to you.’’ He said, his voice seemingly mocking in its tone. “You don’t want me to look like an idiot now, do you?’’ Gregory asked. You shook your head. “No but booze isn't exactly easy to come by.’’ You said, hoping that would remind the boy of the difficult situation he was putting you in. Gregory simply offered a laugh.

"That's why you're going to steal it, (Y/n)." He expressed, as if it was the easiest thing in the world to do. You wouldn't put it past him to have done it before. Your night shifts were enough proof of that. "I'm not doing that." You said, calmly. This put a visible damper on Gregory's parade. He stopped his little hand movements, his face lined with a surprised look. Even the two other guys looked surprised.

"What did you just say?"

"I said I'm not doing it. You can steal that shit yourself."

In retrospect, with your body covered in bruises and hurting like a bitch, perhaps that was not the best choice of words. Gregory and his goons left after Big Ed showed up, but he didn't see you. You laid on the sand until the pain became bearable, fixing your clothes as you got up. You still had the boys to meet and as much as you wanted to, vengeance would have to wait.

Sleep was tempting you and with all the pain you were experiencing, the sand was beginning to feel mighty comfortable. You staggered as far as your feet could carry you, your hands clenched around you in a vain attempt to stop the pain. Soon, the diner came into view and you gathered yourself, hearing the bell signaling your arrival.

David was the first to see you.

And he instantly knew something was wrong.

His blue eyes checked his sides and low and behold, Dwayne had caught on as well. “Hey boys…’’ you said, your voice barely above a whisper. David was hoping that you were just tired from work, but the way you grimaced ever so slightly told a different story. You sat down between Marko and Paul, who finally seemed to catch on. You smiled, droning on and on about the crazy day you’ve had. “Babe, you look a little flushed, you doin’ alright?’’ Paul inquired, causing you to nod frantically. "Yeah, yeah…just really tired. Night shift was insane." You said and it broke David's heart to see you lie like this.

"Then why are you hiding your arms?" Dwayne inquired, his calm voice probably being the scariest thing you heard that night. You scrambled to hide your arms under the table, said table colliding with a particularly bad bruise. You yelped and all the hope of keeping it a secret went out the window. Paul and Marko were on you like bloodhounds, Dwayne and David quiet in their anger. They demanded that you explain what happened, finally noticing that it wasn’t just your arm that was bruised. “(Y/n), you know you’re our girl right?’’ David asked. You looked up at him, eyes unabashedly watery as you nodded.

“Then talk.’’

His tone left no room for arguing. You sighed, taking a breath as the pain began to subside. “I was on my way here and Gregory and his goons stopped me. They took me to the beach and started going on and on about how they promised Sherry and the others that they would get booze for some bash or some shit he was throwing.’’ You explained and the boys knew exactly where this was going. “He then said that he wanted me to steal said booze. When I said no…they…they jumped me.’’

The silence that passed was deafening.

The boys rose to their feet, ignoring your pleads and begs for them to sit down. Dwayne walked to the counter, ordering you your favorite foods and what not. It would keep you occupied for the time that they would be gone. “Guys please-’’ You said, only to be shushed by Paul. “They’ve been taking advantage of you for too long babe. We can’t let them get away with this.’’ The rocker said, in a rare moment of seriousness. Marko nodded, giving you a quick “What he said.’’

Dwayne and David were already out the door.

Making sure you were safe and sound, Paul and Marko soon followed. It wasn’t hard to find Gregory and his goons. Marko asked the right people and they said that he and his friends were down by the old docks, looking mighty drunk. David would have preferred them sober but hey, beggars really can't be choosers. The four were stationed near the water, cloaked by the night and shadow. Each vampire shared the same anger that night. Anger so wild, they wanted to make sure these fuckers were unrecognizable. Despite your own protests, as you ate, you couldn't stop the feeling of happiness that overcame you. Perhaps it was finally time that you understood the true scope of what was happening. This wasn’t the first time and it certainly wasn’t going to be the last. Kindness goes a long way, but you didn’t it to get away from you too quickly. You wanted people to believe that there was better in this life, that there were people that were willing to look out for you and not just for benefit.

Maybe you had found those people already.

—

David looked down at their masterpiece with chilling delight.

Their faces were contorted and ripped, jaws hanging by loose muscle. Heavy breathing filled the quiet air, as Dwayne and the other two still indulged. This was possibly the most violent it could get.

David was sure that even in the most unyielding fits of rage, they could top what they had done tonight. This was going to be one hell of a clean up job. Not that anyone would miss them, but it never hurt to cover your tracks. "Alright boys, that's enough. Take care of this, will ya?" He ordered, through the annoyed groans of Paul and Marko. While the duo made quick work of what remained of Gregory and his group, Dwayne walked to David.

"Think we went a little overboard?"

"Nah. If anything this was just enough, all things considered."

"Heh. You're probably right. Just sucks that she had to go through what she did."

David winced at the memory. The guilt was not as present before, but it was piling up now. They should have come get you, they should have gotten off their lazy asses and- "All done! Now let's go back to the diner! I'm starving!" Paul yelled, jumping to his feet. "Not without getting cleaned up you're not." Dwayne stated, making them all laugh.

Soon, the boys were cleaned up and they made their way back to you. You didn't need an explanation as to what they had done. Your previous musing came back over you and you came to realize that if your wish was for others to understand that there were people out there willing to help…

…The boys were those people.

And they were yours.

Forever.

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Sleep.

(Poly! Lost Boys x Female!Reader, David!centric)

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The nightmares, in the beginning at least, were as normal as they could be.

They were your standard, run of the mill nightmares, conjured up by a bad horror movie or your own brain trying to scare you. But these…these were different. 

They chilled you to bone, freezing your frame and trapping you in the workings of your own brain. They were about everything and nothing at the same time. They were the fear, they were the uncertainty. And you could seldom stand them. You prayed they would go away. As bad as they were, they were just night terrors.

And more often than not, they went away. 

Night went on and they never left you alone. It became so bad that you started to hate the setting sun. You hated the way everyone was preparing for bed, while you had to wallow in the shadow of your own terror. Tonight was such a night. After spending the evening at the boardwalk with the boys, you were walked home by them before they too left. Paul and Marko lingered a little longer, giving excuse after excuse to come in but you always reminded them that they needed an invitation to enter. 

Now, as you laid in your bed, sweat glistening your temple, you wished they never left. The nightmare was…strange this time. A large, white dog baring its teeth at you. You can’t run, your feet are stuck to the ground. The dog barks, begins to charge at you and as soon as it opens its jaw to bite at you, you wake up. You willed your body upwards, wiping the sweat off your forehead. Seeing no point in returning to bed, you walked to your window, opening it as slowly as you could. The thing you most enjoyed about your home was that the roof was made less steep. 

Summer nights were spent just outside your window, feeling the breeze and gazing at the endless sky above. This was your haven from the dark, a light at the end of a seemingly endless tunnel. Moving carefully, your feet met the brick of the roof and now you sat, listening to the waves. You thought of your boys and if they would find this little feature of your house as cool as you did. Comfort settled in your bones and you finally felt the tension ease, even if it was slight. 

“Can’t sleep?’’

The yelp that you let out was less than ideal. David suppressed a laugh, choosing to tease you about it later. “You scared the shit out of me.’’ You laughed. “That was not my intention, kitten.’’ The vampire defended, raising his hands in mock surrender. You cast a glance at the horizon, slightly relieved that the sunrise was far off. David plopped down next to you, his arm going around your shoulders. You laid your head on his shoulder. “Yeah…been having some bad nightmares lately.’’ You said, answering his first question. David felt it as soon as he saw you. The way your heart was going haywire and the way your skin glistened just slightly was a good enough indicator. 

“How long?”

“A few weeks or so…’’ You said, unsure of his reaction. You loved the blonde dearly but boy, was he hard to read. His face betrayed no emotion and that alone was enough to make your skin crawl. “Look i didn't tell you because I thought it would go away and I didn’t want to bother you-’’ As soon as that word left your mouth, David pressed his lips against you. It was uncharacteristically soft, with David even coming his gloved hand through your hair. You sighed contently into the kiss, pressing back passionately. David pulled away but kept his face close. “Then I’ve doing this boyfriend thing all wrong.’’ David laughed but he knew that there was so much more to this than you let on. 

“It isn’t you, any of you…I don’t know, things have just been so confusing lately.” You said. This instance was one of the things that made you really love David. While Dwayne had his own way of comforting you and Paul and Marko chose to get your mind off of it, David just let you feel.

He let you feel everything.

No emotion was too harsh, no reaction too dramatic. 

David knew that he was there to listen. David scooted closer to you, virtually leaving no space between you. “Tell me about them. These nightmares.’’ He said, though his voice let you know that he was going to get you to talk, one way or the other. You sighed, before beginning to explain the happenings and dreams that were plaguing you these past week nights. You began at the mundane and ended on the horribly real. You spoke of visions of the boys and David leaving you, of them growing bored of a human moving on to greener pastures. 

David didn’t speak. 

He wondered how long you had been feeling this way. How long these dreams were truly haunting you? David wished that he had known sooner, that he had used his…assets to see you. Guilt was something that he seldom felt, let alone about someone. David supposed that with meeting you, a lot of things changed. His brilliant blue eyes stayed on you as you spoke and his heart ached when he saw your eyes begin to tear up. “Shit, sorry. Didn’t mean to get so worked up cuz of a stupid dream.’’ You chuckled, wipping at your eyes. “There’s nothing to apologize for, kitten.’’ David said, more seriously than he himself expected. Your eyes met once more and he placed a loving kiss on your forehead. 

“I know there isn’t much I can do to make these dreams go away, but believe me when I tell you that we would all rather die than leave you.’’ He said and by God, did he mean every word. To say that it brought you relief to hear it was understatement. You let your tears fall, as David brought you close to bury your head in his chest. Quiet sobs raked your body, huffs and sighs escaping you as David just listened. It was then that the leader realized that three other figures were standing behind you. 

Took you three long enough.

Oh get off our backs man, cleaning up a body is hard work.

Yeah! And the fucker was gushing-!

What’s wrong with her?

David and Dwayne met eyes and the blonde became ever the more thankful for his observations. You were too busy pouring your stress out to notice them yet, so David urged them to come closer. “She’s been having really bad nightmares.’’ He said. You huffed in confusion, raising your head to see Dwayne, Paul and Marko on the roof with you. “Babe, what’s wrong?’’ Paul asked, the previous conversation being completely ignored. “You look shaken up.’’ Marko added, his face lined with his wide grin. You smiled back at him, as the pads of his thumbs made quick work of your tears.

Dwayne was quiet, which you appreciated. Where Paul and Marko were fast and taunt, Dwayne was the calming presence you needed. Your (e/c) eyes met with David’s, who knew that you wanted him to explain. Your throat felt sore from the crying and you really couldn’t imagine having to repeat all of it again. David took his time in explaining, leaving out not details and comforting you at the same time. The other three would be lying if they said their hearts didn’t break at David’s words. Dwayne spoke first, his face set in a sad frown.

“Its okay, baby…we’re gonna be here a long, long time.’’ He said and you weren't sure whether he meant it in the sense that they literally couldn't die or that they would stay with you. Either way, it made your heart swell. The brunette bent down, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Yeah, you aren't getting rid of us that easy.’’ Marko laughed, taking your hand and snaking his fingers through yours. David smiled, “See, kitten? Your nightmares got us all wrong.” David said, his words dripping with promise. He meant every word and he would scream it out if that was what you wanted. 

You managed to calm after minutes of Paul and Marko’s half-assed attempts at an impromptu comedy sketch. Gently whipping at your eyes, you let a smile grace your face. That smile grew so wide that a yawn overtook it shortly there after. The boys chuckled at this, Dwayne taking to gently pry you to your feet. Now, as you laid in your bed, you felt sleep creep up. Usually, this would worry you, but with a dotting vampire on each side of you, that fear died as soon as it came. With your head laying on David’s chest, his steady beat made you feel at peace.

“Don’t leave…please…’’

“Don’t worry, kitten. We’ll be here…”

Your eyes grew heavy, sleep practically dragging you into it as David whispered:

“We’ll always be here.’’

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David Fluff Alphabet

A/n: This Fluff Alphabet is honestly kind of long. I didn't mean to write so much but I did. I wrote responses like the size of paragraph or bigger. Lol.😂

Warnings: Kissing, smallest mention of touches, and small hint of possibly hurting someone.

Words: 1,449

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

When out in public, he won't show it too much unless he starts to get jealous. Then he would put his arm around your shoulder or waist. But whenever y'all are alone, David will want to hold you close to him.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Yours and David's friendship would start by David seeing you on the boardwalk and liking your style. Later in the night he would eventually come up to you and started to get to know you. David would honestly be a good person to have as a friend. He would have your back with things and help you out with certain things that you need. Especially if you need help getting rid of some one or just want someone gone.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

David doesn't like cuddling most of the time. But when he does cuddle you, it's because you need to be comforted or he's jealous and needs to be reaffirmed.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

David wants to be with you for the rest of his life but doesn't really want to get married. He would turn you into a vampire if you were ready and comfortable. That would most likely be his way of settling down with you.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would most likely just tell you straight up in the cave. Then he might kill you. It will depend on how the relationship ended. If you two were on decent terms but just fell of love or it didn't work out, he would probably let you go. If there were lots of arguments and stuff like that near the end of the relationship the he would probably kill you.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

The same as domestic.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

David is pretty gentle physically and emotionally for the most part. If David is in a bad mood then he might be a bit more physically and emotionally rough with you. Definitely way more physically and emotionally rough with other people when he's in a bad mood. He's still rough with people either way. He's worse when in a bad mood.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He doesn't mind hugs. If you're out in public with him, then he'll let you do it only once or twice when no one is looking. When the two of you are alone or in the cave, he'll let you hug him more often.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It'll take him awhile. David would most likely wait for you to say it to him first. Even once you say it, he still might take a few minutes to say it back.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

David can get really jealous at times. Especially if it's with strangers on the boardwalk and stuff. If it's one of the other boys or one of your family members, then he most likely won't get jealous. Depending on what the person does, the more he will do to them. If they try to kiss you repeatedly and try to touch you, then he'll probably hurt them severely or kill them and make them into food.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

I honestly don't know how to describe his kisses so I'll leave that part up to your imagination. David likes kissing you on the lips. Sometimes he likes kissing you on the neck or shoulder. David likes to be kissed on the lips and face. Sometimes on the hands.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

David is honestly so bad at taking care of children. He'll try his best to watch his language and try his best at taking care of the children. But he'll literally suck at it. He'll definitely need to have someone else with him while taking care of children.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

The mornings for most people would be David's night since he's a vampire. So he'll be asleep during the day and you'll sometimes sleep with him at night.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights for most people would be David's mornings kinda like I said before. During this time you'll be spending most of your time with David.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Depending on what it is, he will take a certain amount of time before he will tell you but when he does tell you, it'll be all at once. Like when it comes to the subject of him being a vampire, it'll take awhile. Depending on your personality, he might take more or less time before telling you.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

David isn't usually angered easily, but when it comes to you and your well being, he will become angered if it's being put in danger.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

David would remember most things about you. If it's a very small thing you mention and you don't mention it that often then he will probably forget. But he remembers most of the important things.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

David's favorite moments with you are any of the times he gets to spend quality time with you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

David is very protective of you. If someone is even the slightest bit mean to you, you will probably not see them around again. David tells you that he doesn't need to be protected and to not worry about him.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

David would put a decent amount of effort into dates, anniversaries, and gifts. He will put enough effort into these things that you are able to appreciate it but it's not over the top kind of stuff. When it comes to everyday tasks, he puts a regular amount of effort into it. He puts about the same amount of effort into everyday tasks as anyone else would.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

David doesn't ever get concerned about his looks. He thinks he's a good looking guy so he isn't too worried about it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

If David truly loves you then, he would definitely feel incomplete without you. He would do almost anything to stop you from leaving his side. If it's a case where you are sick and are most likely going to die, then he'll do anything he can to help get you treated and cured. If you can't get treated or cured then he'll probably convince you to turn into a vampire.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I headcanon David as a cat person. He would definitely love cats so much. If he starts dating you and he finds out that you have a cat, he will give it all the love in the world and will probably want to keep it in the cave with him and the boys if you and your cat don't already live with them.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

David seems like the guy who probably wouldn't want to date someone who does drugs. If it's just like weed or something similar then he probably wouldn't mind. But if it was some kind of hardcore drug then it would most likely be a no.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Since David is a vampire, he sleeps during the day and spends his time awake during the night.

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For the prompt list number one for David x reader just absolute fluff if u don't mind thank you ur writing is amazing btw

Awh thank you!😘 And thank you for requesting, I hope you like this!💜

1. "Did I ever tell about my first murder?" "What murder? You're innocent as fuck!"

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I sighed contendly as I turned over. The warm blanket wrapped around me, the faint candle light at the end of the room standing on the table next to the makeshift door. I didn't know the time, and in all honesty, I didn't care. I was beyond comfortable in my - well, our - bed, especially now that I realised that he still laid next to me.

I smiled as I cuddled up to him, pressing a soft kiss to his jawline. "Morning love."

"Evening, kitten," his voice was lower than usual. "Sleep well?"

I hummed. "You stayed. I could get used to waking up like this."

David chuckled. "It's been a while since I've used a bed for sleeping."

"Well, maybe you should just stay with me every night then. As practice, you know?"

"You would like that, hm?"

"What, waking up next to the man I love? No, I'd absolutely despise that. Absolutely hate it, now can you even think of that," I teased with a big grin.

We laid there for a while, him playing with my hair as I listened to his non-existent heartbeat. I sometimes felt like it was there, very faintly, but I could never be sure.

"Did I ever tell you about my first murder?" I spoke up after a while. His fingers stopped moving through my hair as he looked at me, a curious frown on his face.

"What murder? You're innocent as fuck!"

I giggled, nodding. "That, that is all just an act. I am a very real killer."

"Oh yeah? Who did you kill?"

I sat up, leaning on my arms and looked at him. "Not a who, but a what."

"What, did you kill a mosquito and feel bad afterwards?" He chuckled, causing some blood yo rush to my cheeks.

"No. I mean, I have done that, obviously, and I always do feel kind of bad - but that's not what I'm talking about."

"No? Tell me, kitten. What did you kill?"

"Just keep in mind that I was very young, okay?"

I laid back down, feeling his chest rumble as he laughed. "Sure thing, love."

"Okay, so the first time I murdered something, I was five years old."

"That's quite young to start the whole killing thing."

"I know right! Mom said it was not that weird, that it was just curiosity, but I am glad you agree."

"What did you kill?" David sounded just a tad bit impatient, causing me to grin.

"No, no, I got to tell it right! So, it was a very hot, very bright summer day, and I had just gotten my very own magnifying glass. And in our garden was this huge ant-nest. So many ants."

"You killed ants?"

"I burned them alive. That's what I did." I sounded somewhat regretful. In all honesty, I was. "I was a young kid, but honestly, someone should have told me not to do it?"

David laughed. "That's quite a story."

"I still feel bad."

"Those poor ants," David chuckled, causing me to finally laugh as well.

"Would it also work on vampires?" I wondered aloud.

"Let's not try that, shall we?"

"But I am curious now!"

"What happened to you being innocent?"

"That all disappeared when I confessed to my very first murder."

He grinned, kissing me softly. "Killer or not, you're still mine."

I smiled. "Are you getting soft?"

"For you? Always."

[markoslostgirl]

Hey bestie

If the slot is still open can I have any form of Dwayne fluff. I’m back on my bullshit again and that bullshit is just the lost boys once more 🧡

Each Night Before You Go To Bed

(I really don’t do song based fics, this song just gives the vibes of what I’ve written, enjoy)

Of course I can write you some Dwayne Fluff! Hope you love this!

Dwayne x GN Reader

Warnings: some mentions of future child raising (but intentionally “raising” instead of “having” so reader could be whatever sex)

Dwayne’s arm hung around your shoulder, his finger laced loosely with yours. His thumb rubbed gently over your skin, a gesture so natural he barely realized he was even doing it anymore.

You spent every night together nowadays. Neither of you could stand being apart for very long. Dawn was agony, but you were thankful for every dusk that came with the promise of your lover gracing your doorstep. You’d never understood the “madly in love” cliche before Dwayne, but you got it now. Truly, madly, deeply.

As you walked along the boardwalk, intertwined, a thrift store caught your eye. You nudged your shoulder gently, prompting Dwayne to gaze down at you, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“Can we go in there?” You pointed with your free hand and Dwayne followed the path of your finger before nodding. “Sure baby.”

You smiled softly, tugging him along with you as you entered the store.

You’d been meaning to check out Artifact for ages on Marko’s recommendation, he’d always had great luck with the pieces here.

You squeezed Dwayne’s hand gently as you disentangled from his embrace, leaving him to browse as you flipped through the racks.

A couple minutes later, when you’d found some things to try out, you glanced around to check on your boyfriend.

Your eyes scanned the store, and once they settled on Dwayne, your face twisted in confusion. He was starring intently at something, you couldn’t quite see, on the shelves.

Curious, you crept around quietly to catch a glance of what he was so fixated on. When you peeked over his shoulder, your heart melted.

Dwayne had been starring at a pair of baby tennis shoes. He didn’t even notice you come to his side he was so lost in thought as he stared.

“Whatcha thinking about?” You asked, resting your head on his shoulder and whispering in his ear.

He tensed for a second, then blushed. Actually blushed. You’d never seen him do that before.

“Nothing baby, just uh…got a little distracted,” he smiled sheepishly before taking the clothes from your hands. “Did you want to try these on?” He’d brushed off the subject but you weren’t quite ready to move on.

You gave him a knowing look before reaching around to pick up the shoes. “Let’s get these too,” you suggested.

His eyes widened as his cheeks flushed again, “what would we do with them?”

You grinned, “I don’t know, I just thought we might need ‘em someday.”

The corners of Dwayne’s lips turned up into a bright smile, causing you to smile as well. How had you never noticed he had dimples before? For a tall, dark and handsome creature of the night, he was adorable. You stood on your tiptoes to kiss his nose, causing his cheeks to flush for the third time that night.

He grabbed the shoes almost reverently, smiling to himself and wrapping his arm around you.

“C‘ mon baby, I wanna see how these look on you,” he gestured to the pieces you’d picked, still held in his other hand, as he led you towards the fitting rooms.

After leaving the thrift store the two of you wandered to your favorite spot on the beach.

It was completely deserted, save the two of you. Just the way you liked it.

You leaned against his bare chest, his right arm snaked around your waist in a comforting embrace.

When he’d told you he was a vampire, back before you’d started dating, you’d thought he’d be freezing. No blood circulation and all that.

But every time he held you, you never felt more warm. You leaned your head back to rest on his shoulder, looking up at him fondly.

He smiled softly, leaning down to press his soft lips to yours.

“I love you you know?” he whispered.

You smiled brightly, “don’t get all soft on me because I’m gonna raise a kid with you one day.”

He frowned slightly, his brow furrowing as he shook his head.

“I don’t love you because of that,” he started, “I’d love you no matter what you wanted.”

He moved his head to rest against yours, “I don’t love what you can do for me baby, I love you.” He sighed, his eyes closing blissfully, “I love you more than anything.”

Your eyes watered and you turned your head to kiss his cheek. “I love you just as much,” you assured him. “I can’t imagine my life without you.”

“I wish I couldn’t,” he mused, his brow furrowing “had to wait a long time for you to come around.” He nudged you, “good thing you were worth it.”

You giggled, “no more lonely nights for either of us hmm?”

He nuzzles your nose with his, “never again,” he kissed your cheek, “what a privilege it is to be yours.”

You could feel your entire face flush bright red. “What’s with you tonight Mr. Romantic?” you teased.

He laughed softly, your favorite sound. “Just happy,” he told you.

You moved to loop your arms around him, “me too.”

Dawn was quick approaching as Dwayne dropped you off at your apartment. Your least favorite part of the night.

When the two of you reached the front door, his hands slid to your waist. He pulled your hips in gently as your hands snaked around his shoulders.

He leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. You mewed into his mouth, one of your hands moving to tangle in his gorgeous hair.

You felt him smile against your lips as you stroked his hair. His hand moved up from your hip to your back, pulling you impossibly closer as his tongue slid into your mouth.

After awhile, you pulled away reluctantly. You wished you could keep going, but you’d hate to find yourself making out with a pile of ash.

You reached up to caress his cheek softly. He turned his head, his eyes closing as he kissed your hand.

“See you as soon as the sun goes down?” he asked.

You pressed one last chaste kiss to his lips, “and not a moment later.”

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[markoslostgirl]

Signed, Sealed, Delivered…I’m Yours

Paul x GN Selkie Reader

Paul x creature partner is my favvvv, think he would be so cute with a selkie reader🥰🥰 hope y’all love this! Not sure if there will be more yet but I plan to keep it fluffy regardless:)

(Also Paul is on the Santa Carla ocean conservation board because of Fishy, so he’s an advocate for all sea creatures🥹)

Warnings: reader is mentioned to be nude a couple times because in selkie lore, they are when they shed their seal skin🤷🏻‍♀️ (readers body not described)

Paul’s teeth tore into the skin of some asshole’s neck. He was sure at one point he’d known his name, but after an endless night of sharing joints, it was long forgotten.

Paul wasn’t picky about his blood, but stoners were his filet mignon. They had a sweet and spicy flavor, and they always left him with a buzz.

This one was yummy, but he’d been insufferable. He wore a scarf and wire rimmed glasses he didn’t need, he was a philosophy major who’d met both of his girlfriends in his gender studies class, and ten minutes into their conversation, he’d explained to Paul that it was actually pronounced “Van Goff” and not “Van Go.” Paul had quickly moved him from his smoke circle list to his dinner list.

As he sucked the last drops out of Mr. Pretentious, Paul let his body fall to the sandy ground underneath the boardwalk.

He checked his watch, there was still time before sunrise. Paul couldn’t think of anything better to do with the rest of his night then ride out his high on the beach.

Dwayne seemed to like it after all.

Paul snuck away from his dumping grounds and began to stumble towards the shore.

He paused, rubbing his eyes.

He had to be hallucinating, because reclining on the sand was the most attractive person he’d ever seen in his unlife…

…totally naked. God what was in that weed.

He rubbed his eyes again. You were still there.

So this was why Dwayne loved the beach so much.

You were radiant. Alluring in a way that made Paul swear he’d dreamed you up. No person was that perfect. He was over the moon instantly.

A look of pure determination washed over his face as he desperately tried to conjure the words to speak to you. He scowled as he thought this would have been a lot easier if he was sober.

After a few minutes, he realized he’d better come up with something quick because he’d been fumbling around behind you for an almost unacceptable amount of time.

Just as he was about to approach you, he watched you shiver as a cool breeze blew past. Your arms crossed over yourself, rubbing your shoulders as you tried to keep warm.

Paul softened. He may have been a bloodthirsty, vicious vampire. But dammit, he was also a gentle man.

His eyes scanned the shore until they landed on a sleek leather coat.

Paul strode to your side and picked up the coat, smoothing it out a little.

You whirled around, fear blooming in your chest at the sight of a strange man holding your coat, your only escape to the ocean.

But instead of keeping the coat for himself, he flashed you a warm smile and held it out to you.

“You must be freezing,” he said, maintaining impressive eye contact as your naked body graced the sand.

Your jaw dropped. You’d heard many horror stories from elder selkies about the cruel and savage human men who would hunt down stunning selkies, only to take their coats and lock them away. Confining the selkies to the land, and shackling them to the men who’d stolen from them.

The captured selkies would be forced to live as humans while their hearts ached desperately for the world beneath the water.

You’d met some of your kind who’d suffered this terrible fate and escaped, but some you knew had never returned.

But this sweet, handsome man, he was giving you your coat? You’d never heard of such a kind human man.

You took the coat from his hands, half expecting him to yank it back, but he didn’t, he let you take it. “Thank you,” you uttered reverently, folding the coat over your arms.

“No problem baby,” his smile widened, “what’s a babe like you doing out here so late?”

Your eyes narrowed in confusion. “I- I’m not a baby,” you told him. You had thought you looked like any regular adult human in this form.

Paul’s eyes widened, “oh uh, no sorry that’s not what I meant,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s like uh…well you know it’s a nickname.”

He was wayyy to high for this.

“Nick…name?” You rubbed your temples, “but my name is not nick…” you trailed off, confused.

Paul’s head was pounding. “No, sugar, it’s like um…it’s like a nice thing to call someone you know?”

Your face flashed with something Paul thought resembled understanding as you nodded slowly.

“Damn babe, you from outer space or somethin?” He asked, only half-joking.

“No,” you replied.

“Mkay,” he shrugged, hey he had secrets too, one of them was currently decomposing under the boardwalk.

He noticed your shoulders shake before realizing the coat was still in your arms, “you’re not gonna put that on sweetheart?” he asked.

Your lips pulled downward. You weren’t ready to change back yet. Not when you were having such a wonderful time with this man. He was teaching you important human things. You figured you’d better stick around.

You vigorously shook your head no.

Paul mirrored your frown. He couldn’t let you freeze to death. “Alright baby well at least take mine,” he offered as he shrugged out of his own jacket and placed it around your shoulders.

You could have melted into a puddle right there.

This man hadn’t just returned your coat. He’d given you his coat as well. What a strong man he must be to brave the cold. He would be the perfect mate.

You practically purred as he buttoned the jacked around your shoulders. You leaned in to nuzzle against his shoulder. “You’re so strong” you hummed, “so warm, so handsome.”

God bless the beach.

Paul beamed, “yeah baby? I hit the gym every now and again, nothin special.” He flexed his bicep with a smirk.

“Mmm,” you hummed, moving closer to press your cheek to his chest, wrapping your arms around him, desperate to be close.

A goofy smile spread across Paul’s face as he couldn’t imagine a man on earth as lucky as he was.

Then he remembered. Daylight.

His watch confirmed his fears, it was time to go.

“Listen sugar, I could do this all night but I’ve gotta get going,” he cursed his Sun intolerant vampire body, “but give me your number honey and I’ll call you anytime.”

You glanced up at him, confusion written all over your face. “Which number do you want?” You asked.

His brow furrowed, “home, cell, work, whatever you have babe.”

“Three?” You guessed.

Paul shook his head in disbelief.

“Let’s try this, where do you live baby?” He asked.

You smiled, you knew this one.

“With you,” you purred, wrapping yourself around him once more.

Paul raised an eyebrow, “what?”

“I live with you now,” you informed him.

Paul stood still for a second, processing as you held him.

“Yeah ok,” he said, taking your hand and tugging you toward his motorcycle. Best night ever.

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[markoslostgirl]

10. With Paul

Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you like this!💜

My requests are still open, and if you want, you can use this promptlist!

10. "You can't order just tea when you're here. You can get a little fancy!"

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Strong winds blew over the almost abandoned boardwalk. Heavy, ice-cold drops of rain fell down to the ground, causing a low rumbling sound to echo through the wooden boards. Most people had opted to stay inside tonight or go somewhere indoors. Those people had been smart. The other people that still wandered around the boardwalk - just for the sake of wandering, since every ride was closed due to the weather - were dressed for the weather. Umbrellas, raincoats.

I shivered as I pulled my summer coat closer, silently cursing myself. I had seen the weather reports, I had known it would storm, and yet here I was wearing a thin jacket simply because it looked better. And all that because of a boy. Well, not just any boy, he was my boy. Big difference.

"Shit, babe!" Paul ran towards me. He was almost as drenched as me. His hair hung in ringlets, and his coat was soaked. "You could have waited inside, where its dry?"

I shook my head, shivering. "I wanted to wait for you. It's fine."

Paul looked at me, shaking his head, as he pulled me close. "Let's go in, alright? You need to warm up, or you'll get sick."

I hadn't really paid attention as to where I had waited on him, but now, as we walked in, I realised it was a lovely cafe. A soft pink brightened the walls, and along the walls were posters and paintings of flowers and forests. There were tables spread around the room, with comfortable looking chairs around them, and in the back, there were a couple of booths. The barista smiled at us as we entered, cleaning the counter. Underneath a glass dome were some freshly baked pies, some muffins, and some cakes. There were tiny treats, like macarons. You could order slices of cheesecake or red velvet. It looked wonderful. Behind the counter hung a chalkboard, with a very long list of all possible drink orders on it.

I loved the atmosphere, the brightness of it all. But, I had to admit, Paul looked totally out of place here. Luckily, he didn't seem to mind, and he walked straight up to the counter, dragging me along.

"What do you want?" He asked, looking at the list.

"Eh - I don't know? Just tea, I guess?"

The girl behind the counter smiled tightly as she looked at me. "Are you sure?"

I was about to ask her what she meant - I loved tea, so surely that was an okay order, right?"

"You can't order just tea when you're here. You can get a little fancy," Paul grinned, causing me to smile. He was uo to something, surely.

"If I do that, we'll be broke by the end of the night."

"Bullshit! But if you don't want to get a fancy order, I will!" I chuckled at his enthusiasm, and laughed even more when I heard his order.

"So, can I get a strawberry mach-ia - how do you pronounce that? - to thingy with caramel, chocolate, whipped cream, and some vanilla on top?"

The girl behind the counter nodded. "Sure thing! Are you sure you just want tea, hon?"

I thought about it and nodded. "Yeah. But I would like some cheesecake, though. Two slices."

Our order was made, and it didn't take long before we found a place next to the radiator. I laid my coat on it, hoping it would dry a bit, and quickly began to warm up. I sipped my tea and handed one of the cheesecake slices to Paul.

"How's your drink?"

Paul took a sip, pulled a face, and shoved the large cup away. I smiled as he continued to reach for my hand.

"Why did you order that? I thought you didn't drink coffee?"

"Oh, I didn't really know what I was ordering, I just wanted to shut that barista up."

"Awh, you'd do that for me?"

"For you, I would drink this whole cup of disgustingness."

"Is it really that bad?" I took the cup and took a sip, only to spit it out immediately. "How? The combination sounds pretty okay, and this is just - ugh!"

"The cake is good, though," Paul shrugged, and I nodded. I moved, from sitting across from him to sitting next to him. I leaned against him, sighing contendly.

"So, now that going on rides is out of the question, what shall we do tonight?" I asked.

"How about tormenting that barista?"

I giggled but still shook my head. "Nah, she's probably just tired after a long day."

"We can wait the storm out in here, I suppose."

"Or?"

"Go to the cinema?"

"You just want to not get caught making out with me this time."

Paul grinned. "Well, what do you suggest then?"

"Oh, I don't know. I'm pretty comfy here," I smiled, kissing his cheek softly.

[markoslostgirl]

Paul Fluff Alphabet

A/n: This Fluff Alphabet is kinda long. I'm sorry if that overwhelms anyone. I hope everyone is able to enjoy.

Warnings: Mentions of murder, kissing, mentions of weed, cigarettes, and drinking.

Words: 1,356

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Paul is very very affectionate. Even when the two of you are out in public, he will still be affectionate. He would be giving you lots of hugs, holding you close to him and what not. When you two are in the cave, he would start cuddling you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Paul would be an amazing best friend. The friendship would start by the two of y'all bumping into each other on the boardwalk. The moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew he was going to be friends with you. Later during the night he would slip away from the other boys to find you. After that y'alls friendship blossomed.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Paul literally loves cuddles. He would literally do anything to get your attention and to start cuddling him. Paul would get as close as he can to you when y'all cuddle. He loves the warmth form your body when y'all cuddle.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Paul does wanna settle down with you. Settling down to him would mean you moving into the cave with him and the boys. When Paul tries cooking, it'll literally end up in chaos and fire. But when it comes to cleaning, he can clean decently. He'll probably get distracted halfway through it though.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

When Paul tries to tell you that he wants to break up, he would take awhile to actually tell you. He would be stuttering a lot and stuff. Yours and Paul's relationship would have most likely ended on decent terms so he probably wouldn't kill you or anything.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Paul is definitely wanting to stay committed to you but is scared of getting married. So if you're wanting to get married to him, you'll have to try hard to convince him to marry you. Even if he doesn't want to get married, he still loves you very much and will make sure you know that.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

When it comes to you, Paul can be somewhat gentle physically. If you want him to be more physical when rough housing with him, you'll just have to tell him. But when it comes to him being emotionally gentle with you, he will be very surprisingly gentle.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Paul absolutely loves hugs. If he knows that you like hugs, then he'll give you many hugs. Paul's hugs are very big and warm hugs.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Paul says "I love you" somewhat fast. He doesn't say it immediately but the relationship wouldn't have been in motion for that long before he says it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Paul doesn't usually get jealous, unless someone is obviously trying to flirt with you, then he'll definitely get jealous. Depending how much the person trying to flirt with you is trying to take it will determine what and how much Paul will do it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

I honestly don't know how to describe kisses. I'm sorry y'all. Paul likes to kiss you everywhere but mainly on your face and lips. Paul likes being kissed anywhere you're willing to kiss him.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Paul is actually pretty good around kids. He is forgetful though so he might end up forgetting to do something while he's trying to take care of kids.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

The mornings for most people would be Paul's night since he's a vampire. So he'll sleep during the day and will almost always want you to sleep with him. There's no escaping from Paul when he wants you to sleep with him.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights for most people would be Paul mornings kind of like I said before. During this time you'll be spending most of your time with Paul and the other boys up on the boardwalk.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Paul would open up to you semi-early. Once Paul gets to know you and trust you, he'll start to open up to you more and more. Paul will probably reveal the main things sooner rather than later but he has to trust you enough first.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Paul almost never gets angry unless you end up in harms way. If you're in harms way then he'll definitely be angry and will do anything to stop anyone or anything to stop it from hurting you.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Paul remembers some of the main and important stuff but will forget a lot of the other stuff. Sometimes all he needs to be reminded and he'll then remember. And there's times he'll remember a very very small and unimportant things that you said. But other than that, he's decent at remembering things.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Paul's favorite moments with you are when he gets to lay his head in your lap and have you pet him. During these times, he knows he is loved by you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Paul is pretty protective. He'll do anything to be able to defend you. He doesn't want to see you get hurt. He doesn't worry about needing your protection. He doesn't think he needs it because he doesn't think he'll end up in a situation where he might need it.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Paul isn't the best at things but he'll still try to do something really nice for you. But it will end up not how he wanted but the smile he has on his face when he shows you it will end up being the thing that puts a smile on your face.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Paul sometimes like admiring himself because he is apparently the most handsome person ever. But other than that he doesn't really care about his looks.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Paul definitely feels incomplete without you. You one of the main contributors to what puts a smile on his face, so if you ever leave then he would start to become a mess.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I know people have said this before but I headcanon that Paul has ADHD. Like have you not seen this man. He clearly has ADHD. He can't keep himself quite and still for one damn moment.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I'm not sure what Paul wouldn't like. Paul probably does weed, smokes cigs, and drinks, so I can't really think of anything that he wouldn't like.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Since Paul is a vampire, he has to sleep during the day and ends up spending his time awake during the night.

[markoslostgirl]

Take me away (Marko X Fem!Reader)

So this is a bit of a self indulgent blurb because I really needed to vent and honestly, I really wish Marko could just sweep me away right now.

Word count: 1,013

Pairing: Marko x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, mention of sexy times at the end.

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬��� 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

Ko-Fi

You couldn't believe this shit, it was beyond your comprehension of stupidity and yet here it was, happening. Not only had your mother been talking to your ex behind your back because "he was still like a son to her" but she had INVITED him to Santa Carla. 

"Just talk it out please" she begged as you grabbed your bag and started throwing clothes into it.

"No! I already explained why we broke up, I already EXPLAINED that it was mutual"

"Well he wants-"

"I DON'T CARE! What about what I want hmm? Why don't I get to be happy?"

"You were happy"

"No I pretended to be happy cause I didn't want you in my ear telling me all the red flags. So I never told you about the times I couldn't go to sleep from overthinking, or the times I cried myself to sleep because of stressing about his crap, or the times I thought "well maybe I can change him". I never let that show so you would think it was always fine. Since we've been here I HAVE been happy. I've been happy with-"

"Oh yes, this mysterious Marko who only comes out at night. Why is that huh? What is he hiding?" 

"Not his true feelings at least!"

"Like you did?"

"Like my ex and I both did" you stated, zipping up the bag and heading out.

"Richie will be here soon!"

"Tell him to fuck off for me will you?" You called back, making your way to the boardwalk, knowing that freedom awaited you. And sure enough, it didn't take long to find you.

"Well hello there Amore" he smirked as soon as you stepped onto the boardwalk, his form leaning against the railing. But he quickly took note of your racing heart, your sour expression, and most importantly, the bag over your shoulder.

"What's wrong?" He was in front of you in an instant, hands lightly holding your arms as he waited for your answer.

"My mom invited my ex here"

"What?" He asked, and you could see the anger he tried to hide in his gaze.

"Yeah" you laughed.

"Seems they are still good friends, and she thinks he and I need to "talk it out" even though I have told her a hundred times, I already have a boyfriend" you told him, getting annoyed yet again.

"So when is he supposed to get here?" He asked.

"According to her, tonight, so I wouldn't be surprised if he showed up at the boardwalk" 

"Let him" was all he said before he slung his arm around your shoulder and walked you further onto the boardwalk, quickly stealing your bag and throwing it over his other shoulder.

You weren't sure how much time had passed, Marko made it his mission to get your mind off of everything, be it with games, rides, or making out in any and every dark corner he could find, and it had worked…Until he showed up.

"Hey" you heard the voice behind you, of course he would show up when Marko had gone off to get you some cotton candy. Turning around you looked at the boy who at one time you felt the same way you felt about Marko, no, Marko made you feel like no one else had.

"Hi" you said bluntly.

"Can we talk?" 

"I don't know what you think we have to talk about? You wasted your time coming here"

"Your mom doesn't think so"

"My mom needs to keep her opinions about my love life to herself" 

"I just want to talk" he sighed

"And I'm pretty sure she said you two have nothing to talk about" you heard your savior's voice say before you felt his arm around your shoulder again. Your ex looked between you two as you took the bag from Marko with a smile.

"Who is this?"

"Marko, her boyfriend" Marko introduced himself before you could.

"Your mom didn't say you were dating anyone.

"Yeah no, even though we have been going out for…well since we moved here"

"I still want-" 

"There isn't a reason to talk" Marko stated firmly, stepping slightly in front of you.

"She's told you she doesn't want to, she's told her mother she didn't want to many times. If you have a problem I would suggest taking it up with her" he added, staring your ex down. Even though there was quite the height difference between them, a fact you knew your ex was taking note of, you knew who would win, and from the look on his face…So did your ex.

"Fine" he said with his hands up.

"I'm sorry I even showed up" he stated while backing away. With one last look he added.

"I hope you're happy"

"Don't worry. I keep her very happy" Marko smirked, kissing your cheeks and pulling you against his side as he watched your ex slink away. Once he was out of sight you noticed three familiar figures walking towards where he left.

"Don't" you stated while looking at Marko, who looked at you with a raised brow.

"He's not worth it, call off the squad" you told him, watching as he just rolled his eyes but a few moments later an annoyed David, Paul, and Dwayne came back around the corner. 

"You'll have to make it up to them for canceling their meal" he laughed.

"I'll buy them some stuff" you laughed back.

"What about me?" He smirked, hands resting on your hips.

"You said you keep me very happy right?" you smirked back, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Take me back to the cave stallion, I need to thank my protector" you winked, watching as a full smile spread across his face before he quickly leaned in to capture your lips, pulling your body flush against his, before he suddenly pulled away and rushed you both back to his bike. You knew you were going to be staying at the cave for a while, if not indefinitely now, and you knew it was going to be heaven.