#The Lost Boys Au

[barbara-on-myspace]

AU: Michael fed that night on the beach. However, Max overlooked one tiny, little, insignificant detail in his family plans. Michael is a momma’s boy.

(I just wanted an excuse to draw vampires and blood.)

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Which of the Lost Boys do you think is the most likely to…

Get piercings (and what kind)?

Stargaze?

Give their motorcycle a affectionate name?

Keep up with the newest slang or not bother with it?

Like sweet things or dislike it?

Be a cuddler?

Smell the best (naturally or with the help of a cologne)?

Carve the best pumpkin?

Be the best at telling stories, especially scary ones?

Know more on how to fix or modified motorcycles?

Collect seashells, concert tickets, postcards, band pins, souvenirs, etc.?

Know how to play the guitar?

Be the last to get up or the first to go to sleep?

Lost Boys Most Likely To 1

1) They all have their ears pierced but if anyone was going to get other piercings, it would probably be Paul on a dare which would probably be his nose or some other kind of ear piercing, all 4 of them however would try to talk you into other piercings like your bellybutton or in Paul and Marko’s case, your tongue, which they would all hold your hand for and then later on in the night, kill the piercer for ever causing their Princess pain

2) Marko would probably star gaze with you, and Dwayne would accidentally stumble into doing it by relaxing with you and being so quiet that eventually you pull him into the activity

3) They all ABSOLUTELY have a name for their motorcycle though none of them will admit it out loud to each other, or honestly to anyone but their mate who is sworn to secrecy by each of them! David 100% calls his bike Black Beauty! Marko would call his bike something intimidating but simple like Viper, Paul’s bike would definitely be called something hinting to how fast it is, he eventually decided on Speed Demon. And Dwayne would choose to call his bike something that links back to his connection with animals which is why he settles on Night Wolf. Their little mate would be the only person to know their names for their bikes, the would never even tell each other!

4) None of the boys give a damn about the newest ‘slang terms’, they’re immortal and it changes every few years honestly, it all sounds completely stupid to them and it just keeps getting dumber and dumber over time

5) The boys all still love eating human food, sweets being a fun treat, especially since their mate loves sweets so much but honestly they prefer to enjoy finding and hunting a particularly sweet smelling human rather than stop at a bakery

6) They all love cuddling with Y/n, however the biggest cuddler is probably Dwayne…maybe Marko

7) Naturally they all smell like death, they’re undead and they kill people daily, however they all try and cover up that smell a little bit when with their girl so they’ll wear extra deodorant and cologne that they’ve swiped from stores on the boardwalk. David’s is probably your favorite, he had made sure to choose something he knew you would drool over

8) It takes you days (actually nights but you get the meaning) of begging for all of them to agree to carve pumpkins with you at Halloween. Paul and Marko were down and excited, Laddie also getting excited and in on the activity almost immediately, but both Dwayne and especially David had to be talked into giving it a try. Shockingly David was the best out of all of you when it came to pumpkin carving, his knife skills were truly something to behold

9) David is 110% the best at telling scary stories, he can creep you out, majorly unsettle you, or scare you so bad you nearly piss your pants, it depends on his audience and his mood, it’s an awesome gift honestly. Dwayne however (with his Native American background) grew up being told stories by his family around campfires and he truly has a gift for unique and spiritual story telling. David can make you pee your pants, Dwayne can make you cry

10) Dwayne was probably the most talented when it came to modifying or fixing the bikes and he did the repairs on all 4 of the bikes most of the time, except for when David was determined to do it himself (usually just leaving a mess for Dwayne to fix) but sometimes he got it right…at least that’s what Dwayne tells him

11) Marko collects patches for his jacket obviously but when it comes to collections, no one beats Paul. His vinyl collection is unmatched, as is his band t-shirt collection, he also collects pins that usually get pinned on one of his many posters in that collection that hang around the entire cave but his shirts and vinyls are the most impressive and extensive. Dwayne has a little collection of feathers and animal skulls that he makes into jewelry but he insists it doesn’t count as a ‘collection’

12) Both Paul and Marko know how to play the guitar but Paul is much better at it, Dwayne knows how to play the drums quite well and David, oddly enough, knows how to play the piano which he resents and never shows anyone but Y/n

13) David is the first to wake and the last to crash, Paul and Marko often go back and forth for the last to wake up and the first to fall asleep (usually dragging Y/n with them)

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

so like, mixing both my hyperfixations in a TMNT×Lost Boys AU, amiright?

I'll make more screenshot redraws with the other characters I promi 🙏

[luminnara]

Lost boys / little shop of horrors crossover in which the boys are out wandering during a weird, sudden eclipse of the sun and stumble upon a weird little plant. They take it with them everywhere, and when some blood splashes on it during mealtime, they discover that it LOVES the stuff and they start finding victims for it.

And then of course it starts talking and demanding more and more food but rather than being a tragic story with a sad ending it’s just four vampires struggling to catch more humans while local vampire hunters try to catch the boys in the act and it’s very comical

[starlahuskyz]

YOU'VE BEEN REBLOGGING YOUR CUTE ASS ANIMAL CROSSING TLB AND NOW I GOTTA ASK... What Animal would Jordan be??

Sorry for the late answer, but she would be a black cat!

Also I wanted to draw them together.

[strangercarla]

The Popstar & The Frontman. Fem! Popstar Reader x Rockstar! David Powers AU

Description:

Y/N is Santa Carla's newest popstar, and David is the famous frontman of the extremely popular 'Lost Boys.'

Warnings: Non, just fluff!

Author's Note: Also, as this is an AU the boys & Star are not vampires!

The sun began to go down & crowds form around the stage. Tonight is a big deal for Y/N as it is her first concert promoting her debut album.

She takes a peek at the audience from backstage, taking a deep breath. A thousand thoughts fill her mind.

'What if I mess up?' 'What if I mess up the choreography?' 'What if-' Her thoughts are interrupted by a voice.

"Hey are you okay? You seem tense."

"Honestly, I am terrified." She laughs & the stranger nods.

"I'm assuming this is your first gig or you just suffer with stage fright?"

"The first one. It's my first show since releasing my debut album so I am nervous."

He nods. "Well it is completely normal to feel the way you do. I remember the first time I performed with my band, I was so nervous but then as time went on it got easier."

"I should probably introduce myself, I'm David, David Powers."

"I thought you looked familiar, you're the frontman of Lost Boys right?" He smiles.

"I am Y/N."

"It is a pleasure to meet you Y/N."

A moment of silence & a glance was shared between the two then it was time for Y/N to leave for the stage.

"Right this way Miss L/N."

She follows the member of staff to the stage but suddenly stops as David holds her wrist.

"You got this."

Y/N smiled & made her way to the stage.

[ria-coolgirl]

Hey you guys I’m going to be working on my alien au! If anyone wants to be tagged in my fic please let me know. (If you want)

The name of the fic is When an alien loves an earth boy! ✨

[creepiecreator]

I gave the Bowers gang some very slight Lost Boys redesigns a while ago

[xfancyfranart]

Hi! :) I’m beyond excited to finally share my art for California Vampire Summer with you, which is @friendofcarlotta ‘s and my @spn-mediabigbang collab. This banner / movie poster is probably the most ambitious thing I’ve ever tried to draw, but I’m so proud and happy with how it turned out. Thank you for the challenge, @spn-mediabigbang, I’ve had a blast! <3

Now for the most important part: Tina, I've had so much fun getting to know you and your incredible writing skills, and I’m SO grateful that this collab introduced us to each other. Working with you is an incredibly rewarding experience - and having you as a fandom bestie is just as much! I can’t wait to continue working, laughing, rewatching SPN, sharing bi-Dean moments with you, and using each other as a diary :D ALSO, I can’t wait to meet you later this year! Love you <3

Everyone go read “CVS” now, you won’t regret it :D And keep an eye out for additional art, I’m not done with this yet ;)

[sunlightmurdock]

“Initiation’s over, Michael — time to join the club.”

Dagger Squad 80s au’s

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

A Moment Of Peace. [Lost Girls AU]

Notes: Fluff. Like- tooth rotting fluff because I need to INDULGE yall, life's been hard LOL 🙏. And the boys being daddys has my brain ROTTING.

Warnings: Pregnancy, mentions of Pregnancy. Flirting and a little bit of kissing but nothing NSFW. Meant for ages 15+. Enjoy~!

Chrysta's hands worked at a delicate but quick pace, her thumb gently making contact with the end of the sharp needle strung securely between the two fabrics she was stitching together.

She admires her handiwork so far, seeing the small patch of purple polka-dots among the many different bits of clothing sewn carefully upon any tears or holes in the long wavy skirt that sat upon her lap. She looks at it with a smile, proud of herself whilst she holds it out to look at it against the dim candlelight in her nest, hidden away deep into the low ground of the cave.

Her attention is quickly pulled from her stitching to the sound of hushed whispers and giggles, echoing so faintly along the walls along with the low rumble of thunder and crashing waves outside.

She takes the thin indigo threat hanging from her needle and pulls it tight between her left bottom and top fang, cutting it. She places the needle in a safe, flat crevice to not be lost into the many sheets, blankets, and pillows swarming the small nest. The whispers that had yet to cease grew more indistinct as she moved from her sitting position to get atop her knees, leaning ever so slightly forward, looking through the sheen cloth hanging loose and low around the entrance of her nest working as some sort of curtains.

She reached a hand out to gently pull it away, just to see the world of the dim cave from beyond the foggy, cream tinted fabric in her way.

The small upturn splayed on her lips out of curiosity quickly grows with amusement and a swell in her undead heart. The four little bodies all huddled together against a perch near the rafters in the caved in hotel weren't that hard to miss.

"Quit pushing!"

"No fair, I wanna feel!"

"It tickles!"

"Ow, that's my foot!"

Chrysta can't help but let out a low breath through her nose at the amusing scene, finding her head giving a slight shake while she watches the small squabble between sisters a little longer.

Anastasia sat atop the perch her other sister's either crawled onto the top of or stood on their tippy toes to reach over. Her arm was outside the small cave opening, her pale hand with her fingers spread out and feeling the cool rainwater gently sprinkle down the palm of her hand.

Jennifer was fighting against Tiffany to have both their hands fit through it at the same time, pushing and shoving one another as they continued to not understand the concept of sharing- all while Katherine tried her best to even peek through and see the pale moonlight leaking in behind the thick grass Anastasia had also pushed away with her hand. The young girl trying desparely to peek through her sisters legs or between their bodies.

"Girls?" Chrysta called out, her voice ringing faintly against the caved walls, but not too loud it was booming. It was enough to have four heads quick turn to look at her, their eyes glowing a bit in the dark.

"Come back to bed with me. Your dad's will be back soon." She states with a small wave of her hand to behind her, watching them all exchange looks between each other before obeying their mothers request.

Tiffany pushes away Jenny and Kat, who quickly tale behind her as she runs halfway down the perch, and when she's low enough to the ground, jumps down the rest of it. Her sisters are following.

"It's no fair!" Tiffany whines a bit. "I wanted to go hunting tonight!"

Chrysta chuckles at the sight, the sound of bare feet pattering against the floor getting louder and louder as they grow closer and closer to the entrance of the nest.

Tiffany all but leaps through the opening and tumbles into the comfort and warmth of pillows and her mother's body, smiling content while nuzzling her face into Chrysta's waist.

Jennifer hurries next, getting in a more proper way, crawling through the thick layer of comforter and sheets and laying next to Tiffany.

And Chrysta quickly helps Kat inside next, grabbing the girl by her outstretched hand above her head and lifting her inside, the girl finding assurance at the opposite side of her mom that wasn't occupied by her other sisters.

"Yeah, they promised we could go tonight!" She explains her complaints along with Tiffany, hugging onto her mother's arm and looking at her for a reason or answer.

"They always say that, Kat." Anastasia's voice called, a small hint of annoyance laced into the words - only earning her Kat blowing a raspberry at where she still sat atop the perch near the rafters

Only three girls had gotten in with Chrysta so far, and she was quick to notice, looking back to see Anastsia still sat, her eyes once again strained outside, watching the storm and the pure rainwater glistening and dripping softly from rocks and grass. Her face was illuminated by pale light of the moon, enough for Chrysta to see the calm yet longing look on her eldest daughters face.

"Annie, come on," Chrysta ushered again, a small, hopeful smile on her lips as she made eye contact with Anastasia, motioning with her head to her other daughters. "Join us."

Anastasia twisted the strings of her night gown between her fingers a bit anxiously, her lips forming a tight line for a second as she shifted her gaze back to the opening in the cave. "Maybe in a minute." She replied, her voice quiet. But Chrysta heard.

The brunette watches her daughter's figure a little longer, a sympathetic frown falling on her lips, but she gives an understanding nod and decides to leave it at that.

Chrysta knew no matter how many times she said it didn't bother her, how any times she sounded annoyed when her sisters complained about not being able to join hunting, Anastasia truly did feel a bit disappointed or left out when her father and his mates left to go hunting, leaving her, her mother, and sisters behind.

She was jealous, and she was upset. She felt she was old enough - she was twelve after all, even if her sisters couldn't join, she was old enough to leave the cave for any other circumstances besides just a night on the boardwalk. Right?

"Mommy, how come we can't go hunting yet?" Kat spoke up finally, sitting atop her knees and hands placed on her lap with her head held high and looking at her mom expectantly. "Daddy said we could go next time - he even pinky promised!" She said, holding her hand out and wiggling her pinky finger.

Chrysta sighs a little, bringing her hands up to brush away the crazy dirty blonde curls framing Kat's face, cupping her small cheeks for a second as she looks into her deep, glistening puppy-dog eyes.

"You know they can be forgetful." She states simply, bringing her hands down to the zipper of Kats onsie and zipping it fully up to her neck, given the girl had tugged it down loosely to her collarbone. "But they are just as forgetful as they are protective. You're still young, all of you. It's risky taking you out when you aren't big enough."

Kat's pout only furthers as her bottom lip studs out, bringing a hand up to scratch and pry at the collar of her onsie with a grumble.

"But I'm old enough!" Tiffany speaks up next, lifting herself up from where she  had nestled into her mothers pillows, pointing her thumb to her chest she had puffed out proudly. "Seven is a big kid age, and I lost both my baby fangs already! Jenny hasn't even lost her bottom set yet."

"Hey!" Jennifer pushes her sister harshly into the pillows again, using the traction to lift herself up and glare down at her, it only gets worse as Tiffany, in return giggled and squealed into the pillows at the action.

"Girls." Chrysta states sternly, seeing an argument about to break out. She pats the area in front of her where her legs are criss-cross, Tiffany quickly filling that space and sitting in the same position with her back tuned to her mom, head held high and arms folded tightly over her chest. Sticking her tongue put at Jenny, who returns the gesture.

Chrysta began to pull the braids, ties, and few bits of leaves and sticks from Tiffany's hair, letting a small slience fall on them before she continued, just to let the girls little spat calm down for a moment.

"As happy as I am that you are all very confident in yourselves, it's very dangerous and the chances of you getting caught are high." She begins, letting Tiffany's sandy blonde, mane-like hair fall from its pigtails, wrapping the decorated rubber bands around her wrist.

"Me and your fathers just want to play it safe and have you wait a bit longer, I'm sure the time will go by quickly."

It was an answer, but not one the girls wanted, obviously. Chrysta saw their moods only sour more. The pouts outnumbered her reassuring smile as they all looked to their hands or laps with disgruntled noises of agreement.

Chrysta gently tugs at the soft strands of blonde hair for a moment before letting Tiffany free with a quick straighten of her pajama top before she hurried back over to her mother's side. Jennifer took her place and awaited a nightly braid in her dark brown hair.

"Besides," Chrysta began again, running her dark red nails through Jenny's hair, separating a few sections into parts as she does so. "When Jenny and Annie go off with their dads very soon, I'll need help with the new baby coming. Won't I?" Chrysta mentions as her gaze falls between Tiffany and Kat, finding she had their attention on her again.

Kat and Tiffany look to each other with their mother between the two of them before their gaze goes to her tummy. The usually tight tanktop curled a little bit over the small bumb forming on Chrysta's figure visible to their eyes.

"I guess..." Tiffany comments through the corner of her lips as she plays with the buttons on her pajama shirt, while Kat places her arms on her mother's thigh, resting her chin atop her crossed arms She stares at the bump a little longer, her legs kicking behind her absentmindedly, the noise of her little feet making contact with the fluffy surface beneath her causes Chrysta to glance down at her through the corner of her eye, pausing in her braiding of Jennifer's hair.

A faint smile forms on her face as she quirks a brow. "Do you think it's going to be another girl? Or a boy?" She asks, bringing Kat's gaze back up to her.

Her eyes immediately brighten at the question, and a grin spreads across her chubby face as she replies instantly. "I hope it's a boy! There are too many girls, and I need a brother!" Kat says, her kicks quicken as she grew excited.

"No way!" Tiffany cuts in, throwing her hands up above her. "Boys smell. Oh, and all the daddy's snore too loud as well. I don't want any more boys!"

"But Daddy Paul says if mommy has any more girls, he's gonna pull his fangs out!" Kat responds to her sister.

"I hope it's a boy so dad doesn't have to give all his claw and teeth jewelry away, and I get to keep it." Jennifer responds as Chrysta finishes the long braid that goes all the way to her lower back, secure as no strands fall loose from it.

Chrysta just laughs at the small dispute and comments made with the question she offered, hearing the girls go back and forth, but it is a wholesome manner rather than an argument. She looks back up over to where Anastasia still sat, barely having even moved since the last time Chrysta had looked at her.

"What do you think, Annie?" She tries to include the platinum blonde, earning a small head crane toward her as Anastasia had heard her name. "Boy or girl?" Chrysta offers.

Anastasia looks off into space for a second, her brow furrowing and eyes narrowing as though she's thinking. The faintest of smiles grew on her lips as she looked back at her mom. "A girl. I just know it." She finally answers in a matter of fact way, a confidence in her voice that made Chrysta quirk a brow.

"Oh? And how are you so sure?" She smirks, putting a hand on her hip.

She watches Anastasia shrug, looking back outside, resting her chin in the palm of her hand, her smirk matching Chrysta's. "Cause I caught dad betting with Marko, Paul, and Dwayne on it being a boy."

As she says it, all the girls make an 'ooo' sound as though they were a bunch of women catching up on the newest hint of gossip- breaking into giggles as Chrysta's mouth falls open and agape at the confession.

"You sneak!"

The sudden, new and yet familiar voice exclaiming through the cave made all the girls jump- especially Anastsia, who let out a shrill squeal of surprise when a face suddenly blocked the vision of outside from her through the opening she was looking at.

"Dad!" She shouts angrily, muffled against her hands as she peeks through them to see David's face in all its glory (upside down) looking at her, a large, fanged grin on his face as he can't fight the chuckle that leaves his throat seeing he got the exact reaction he was going for.

It wasn't long before all the girls hidden away in Chrysta's nest hurried out with excitement at the arrival, running to the cave entrance when what followed the sound of David's laugh was more from other people, along with the sound of accessories chiming and echoing. A noise they all grew to know meant that dad's were home.

"Daddy!" They all shouted in sync, running to each individual body that were in just as much as a hury to see them as well.

Marko was quickly tackled in the legs by Kat, who wrapped her limbs firmly around his calf, giggling happily as he in return hopped around on one foot, lifting his other leg to look at her.

Tiffany jumped up and down while tugging at the hem of Paul's jacket, her laughter turning into a squeal of joy as he immediately scoops her up into his arms, throwing her in the air before catching her and holding her to his hip, nuzzling the end of his nose against her own.

Jennifer is almost instantly held in Dwayne’s arms, holding her secure and safely as he spins her around, just to hear her quiet giggles, resting his chin atop her head.

Anastasia hurries down from the perch just in time for David to follow after into the entrance, taking his eldest daughter into a tight- soggy embrace due to himself and the other boys being sopping wet from the rain (and additional blood dripping from their chins, and staning their lips) but she doesn't seem to mind, burying her face into his chest as he rubs her back soothingly, whispering something teasing about how he told her to keep the bet a secret.

"Guys!" Chrysta's voice cuts in, folding an arm over her stomach with a heavy groan. "You're gonna get the girl's pajamas wet and messy!" She explains while throwing the curtains back to fully see them all, her arm still outstretched to hold it back.

"Oh, is someone feeling left out?" Marko teases, bringing Kat up to cling onto his back instead, peeking over his shoulder at her mom.

"Does someone need a little wet love too?" Paul comments next to Marko, the two both looking at each other with a mutual agreement on what was about to happen.

watching the mischevious grins fall on each of their faces- including the girls - Chrysta finally realizes what he's insinuating. Her eyes go big, pointing her finger at them accusingly and giving it a small wave.

"No, don't you dare!"

"You brought this on yourself, Chrissie." David chuckles, taking a slow, threatening step toward her hiding away in her nest.

"You're not getting my blankets wet! Get out!" Chrysta tries to argue and demand, but it seems it's too late.

She barely even noticed Tiffany and Kat leaving Paul and Marko before the girls tackle their mother into an embrace that causes her to fall onto her back with a scream, which quickly grows into loud laughter.

Marko quickly jumps into the heavy mountain of pillows at her side, causing the nest to bounce a little with the sudden weight, making the girls give a little 'wee!'

Paul follows Marko... Except he falls right onto the top of Chrysta and the daughters, arms out to wrap them up in his embrace. It makes Chrysta grunt at the sudden ambush while the girls squealed and squirmed to try and get out of from under his weight.

Dwayne decides to be a little more gentle on his poor wife, only laughing and grinning at the scene as he sits close to the opening, one leg hanging from the edge of the opening. Jenny, however, is quick to join the pile of bodies, Jenny climbing atop of Markos back and sitting on him as he fakes groans of pain while she bounces up and down giggling.

"Mercy Jen, mercy! I may be immortal, but I have an old dad back now!" Marko says, reaching his hand up behind him to tickle her side, which ceases her actions for a second while she tries to push his hand away.

David follows Dwayne on the opposite end of the opening, Anastasia leaning against his side, curling up against him snugly as she watches the scene with a big grin, hugging her knees close to her chest.

"Okay, okay, I yeild!" Chrysta shouts while waving her arm out above her head, trying to make her voice loud enough to be heard over the giggles and muffled chatter. "Now get off before you squish me and my baby!" She jokes, her legs out at each of Paul's sides, kicking a little to get him to move.

He does, only after stealing a quick kiss from her, before he rolls over, taking Kat and Tiffany in each of his arms. He sits upright,  shaking out his damp mane of rainwater dripping from the ends. The action left the droplets flying everywhere, sprinkling onto Kat and Tiffany as they giggled and sheild themselves from the inside rain.

Kat escapes it by quickly moving to where her father sat with Jenny still sitting atop his back, peeking an eye open to see her grab his limp arm and place her tiny body under it, snuggling up to his side and bringing her nose close to his cheek, feeling the small scratch of stubble against her nose as she nuzzles him.

Chrysta sits upright, fixing her crazed curls while licking away the bit of blood Paul had left stained on the corner of her lip. She looked at her slightly dampened clothes now, giving a glare to each of the bodies all curled up in her nest, but the twinkle in her eyes showed the glare was all bark and no bite.

"You're all brats." She pouts, looking down at Marko, who only gave a smug, lopsided grin whilst Kat licked away at the remaining splotches of blood against his cheek and chin. Like a kitten would lap at an offer of milk dampening the end of your finger.

"She missed us." David replies sarcastically, almost as though translating what Chrysta was saying as he looks between the boys, a smirk faint on his lips. He folds his arms while kicking his legs up and crossing them along the edge of the opening into the nest, watching as the little coven of vampires got comfortable in the warmth of blankets and bodies.

Chrysta just rolls her eyes at the comment. But he wasn't lying.

"But it is bedtime for you four. It's time to get some shut eye." David orders calmly, nudging Anastasias back with his shoulder where she leaned against him. That earned him whines from the boys and daughters alike.

"But I wanna stay up! I'm not even sleepy!" Tiffany argues, only to have a yawn follow, Paul mimicking it.

"Tough. You need to get used to sleeping during the day." Paul stretched, arching his back a little, which makes his chest puff out and push Tiffany off his lap, making her fall into her back with a grunt, followed by a laugh as she kicks her legs in the air against his thigh.

"True, and Papa Paully needs his beauty sleep." Marko comments playfully, standing to be on all fours, making Jenny roll off his back and to be quickly caught by Dwayne and David's legs so she doesn't fall out of the nest.

"Damn right, I do." Paul merely agrees with the joke meant to insult him, grabbing Tiffany by her ankles and lifting her up in the air, making her continue to squeal and cackle, looking around at the world now upside down. "Now, say goodnight to Ma." Paul lowers Tiffany down a bit behind him so she can grab his shoulders, letting go of her legs and feeling them hit his back before wrapping around his torso, her arms doing the same around his neck.

Kat climbs up Marko’s arm, getting a little help from him as he uses his unoccupied hand to lift her up onto his own back, feeling her follow Tiffany's actions and cling onto him.

"G'night, Mama." Marko says, placing a kiss to Chrysta's knee and giving it a small pat. "Night, Mama." Kat repeats after Marko, letting him lean forward a little so she can place a kiss where he did. But she takes the moment with how close she is to place a little pat to her moms belly. "Night, baby. I hope you're a boy."

It almost made Chrysta's poor undead heart start beating again, giving a little laugh. She leans over to place a kiss atop both her curly haired loved ones in return. "Love you, sugar." She speaks into Kats' hair, almost fighting the urge to keep them there a little longer as Marko pulled away and crawled toward the opening of the nest.

"Night, Mama." Tiffany calls, giving a sleepy wave as she rests her head in the crook of Paul's neck, blowing away his sand blonde mane that tickles at her cheek and nose.

"See ya, Dime-peice." Paul gives a quick kiss to Chrysta's cheek before following after Marko and hiking up toward the rafters hidden deeper into the cave, carrying Tiffany on his back the whole way.

Anastasia watches them walk away, seeing Paul kick a rock in the way of the opening she was peering through moments before. Blocking out the moonlight that'd soon become skin searing sunlight. She then glances up at David, seeing him looking at the exact place she was, watching intently and making sure his coven had gotten to their sleepaway safely. And he sensed the eyes in him, his gaze falling back to Anastsia, not saying anything other that raising his eyebrows a little with a small head tilt.

"Are you gonna join us in the rafters tonight, dad?" She asks, letting her hold around her legs slack a little.

David gives a small shake of his head, putting an arm around her as he sees a bit of disappointment cross Anastasia's face at the non-verbal answer. "Can't. I need to keep close to your mom until the baby's born, and she can join us again."

Anastasia knew it was true, given someone had to keep an eye on Chrysta while she's more vulnerable - yet she couldn't help but begin to miss the company of Chrysta and David sleeping in the rafters beside her. Still, she knew there wasn't much she could do, and it wasn't like they'd never come back, and when they would, it'd be with a new baby sibling. So she supposes she has something else to look forward to in the next seven months.

"If you get lonely, you can come back down any time you want, you know that." Chrysta steps in, giving Anastasia a comforting rub on her arm, David giving her shoulder a squeeze.

The blonde gives a small nod, looking between her parents with a small sigh. "Yeah, I know." She says, offering a small smile, placing her head against David's shoulder for a second, which gets her a quick kiss atop her forehead in return.

Dwayne stands outside the entrance now, a sleepy-eyed Jenny on his back as she hides away her face into his hair. He holds a hand for Anastasia to take, which she gladly does so with the offer to help her out, giving a small wave behind her to David and Chrysta.

"Night." She says, still holding Dwayne’s hands as they make their way to the rafters to join the rest of their coven, safe and hidden away from the sun and danger of outside.

Chrysta watches them all with a bit of longing, just a little sad she or David couldn't join them yet, especially feeling just a bit guilty to leave Anastasia by herself.

"And then there were two." David's voice brings Chrysta from her thoughts, looking toward her with half lidded gaze as the exhaustion of the night out began to kick in, but he grinned at her nonetheless.

"Three, actually." Chrysta corrected with a smile, feeling a little clever as David gives a small eyeroll while joining her at her side, letting his body relax into the comfort of her nest, given he was already getting used to spending his days sleeping there. He let's go of the breath he was holding, let any tense muscle in his body calm.

"Right... Right. Three." He comments, his voice gravelly and muffled against the skin of her shoulder as he closes his eyes, throwing an arm over Chrysta as he lays on his stomach, the side of his he'd laid against pillows and his breathing slow and warm against the skin of Chrysta's shoulder. His hand rubbing small circles into the side of her stomach.

She looks toward him as he looks as though he's asleep, but she knows he's still awake... Even if it's barely. She plays with the cuff of his jacket and his glove, feeling the way his fingers tense or twitch a bit with the faint feeling of her own hand.

"Hm?" David hums lowly, already knowing from the nervous touch of his mate something was up. His eyes stayed closed, but he felt the traction of Chrysta turning her head to him.

"You can go join Annie and the others in the rafters if you want." She whispers, bringing her arm up to run her fingers up the back of David's neck through where his mullet grew out. "I can take a night by myself."

"I ain't about to leave you in here, by yourself." David countered, his voice wary and a little stern, but it grew a little softer, running his hand against her side for any hint of comfort in his touch. "Anastasia will be just fine. It's only a few more months and it isn't the worst thing in the world."

"I know, I know... But are you okay with it?" Chrysta questions, moving some of the still wet strands of hair from his resting face, not seeing any reaction to her touch or words at all. Vampires really do sleep like the dead.

"I sleep perfectly fine when I know my coven is safe. My coven is safe and protected. I'm okay." He reassures, his voice still a little slurred and monotone as he tries to keep wake to aid his mate with anything or any of her worries, and Chrysta can't help but feel a little better knowing that, giving him a smile she's aware can't see, but he understands. He can feel that sudden peace of the moment and calm silence shared between them.

"If you say so. Then I'm okay, too." Chrysta whispers against his forehead, placing her soft lips against his cold brow.

David answers by giving her a tight tug toward him, his arm over her body brings her closer as he buries his face into the crook against her shoulder, placing a kiss to her neck, soft and innocent while exhaling a calm breath through his nose against her collarbone.

"That's it... Now go to sleep."

Chrysta hides the bottom half of her face into his bleach-blonde hair, breathing the scent of rain and his natural musk intoxicating her lungs. She holds the breath a little longer as she closes her eyes, letting it go after a second as her body goes heavy against David's.

A rare moment where she finally felt at peace.

[bowiebond]

The Lost Boys (1987) | Harringrove

“Even though you’re a vampire, you’re still my brother.”

Max Mayfield as Sam Emerson

“It’s my fault. If you hadn’t met me, if I hadn’t liked you…[…]. You were supposed to be my first.”

Steve Harrington as Star

“Billy!” “Don’t let them see me like this.”

Billy Hargrove as Michael Emerson

“Kill your brother; you’ll feel better.”

Lucas Sinclair as Alan Frog

“You better get yourself a garlic T-shirt, buddy.”

Dustin Henderson as Edgar Frog

“You stay away from him! He’s just a boy!”

Will Byers as Laddie

“Now you know what we are, now you know what you are.”

Jason Carver as David

“Death by Stereo.”

Eddie as Dwayne

“You’re next!“

Gareth as Paul

“Goodnight, bloodsucker.”

Tommy as Marko

“Take off those sunglasses […]. We can just talk.”

Susan Mayfield as Lucy

“All boys need a mother. […] I still want you, Susan!”

Neil Hargrove as Max

“One thing about living in Santa Carla I could never stomach…All the damn vampires.”

Murray Bauman as Grandpa

[nerdy-spooks]

Werewolf! Edgar Frog Au Headcannons

Since People are actually showing interest in werewolf Edgar Frog Au I'm going to write a few of the Headcannons for said Au. Let us begin.

(I song I associate with this Au)⬇️

•Edgar Was Bitten while out 'Hunting Monsters' With Alan, He was attacked by What he and Alan Both thought was a very large dog, unfortunately it was not.

•Edgar had not realized what bit him was a werewolf, it wasn't until Alan pointed out Edgar's recently gained traits and behaviors that were reminiscent of The Werewolves in their comics.

• Edgar denied Alan's suspicion of him being bitten by a werewolf/ being one, Edgar denied that until his first full moon, Edgar began feeling Sick, dizzy and disorganized as a whole although once he began transforming a truly horrible sight for his brother and a horrible experience for himself, Edgar realized his brother was right.

•During His First Full Moon he nearly injured his brother so ever since then Edgar goes out into the woods to protect his brother and his parents.

•Speaking of The Frog Brothers Parents, I headcannon them as super neglectful- (I'm projecting just a little 🤏 although I think it's also in the comics-) anyway The Frog Brothers parents don't even realize that one of their sons is no longer human, nor do they notice him going missing every full moon.

•Edgar doesn't embrace being a werewolf, he's more ashamed that He a Hunter has become one of the creatures he swore to hunt down and destroy, despite that he goes on about life pretty normally.

•One thing Edgar loves about his Newfound Werewolf abilities is that he's able to sense more, his senses are off the charts, he vows to use this to his advantage to destroy other monsters. He loves the fact that his stronger, and he's it to his advantage in many aspects, such as Surf N@zi's trying to steal from his parents store, they got their ass beaten lol.

•Obviously The Boys can Vamp Out, and Edgar well he Can Wolf Out, I imagine something similar in fashion to the 2010 Wolfman. However Edgar can be unpredictable like this and it wouldn't be wise to approach him in that state.

•Edgars mind is only feral for about an hour and a half and then he's somewhat back to his regular mind set, so just imagine a werewolf version of Edgar desperately trying to read a comic but he has physical limits obviously in the body of a werewolf. I also imagine Edgar in full werewolf from laying in his room in front of the TV watching Rambo, his tail wags happily whenever something cool happens, it's just cute.

•Alan is overprotective of his brothers secret, If He and Edgar found a new friend they wouldn't tell said new friend about Edgar being a werewolf.

•Now What about Edgar as an adult? Well we already know how he acts in the sequel films, but just imagine his personality as a adult werewolf as being 10X more Edgy.

•Edgar was already a big werewolf when he was a teen but as an adult? He's way bigger, Adult Edgar as a werewolf is just a badass, and he knows it.

•So traits and stuff that he would have, Hunger- He's a lot more hungry than normal, in Particular he craves a lot of meat, good thing the boardwalk has plenty of burger places. Advanced Hearing, Smell and Sight are obvious traits that he gained, he also has a trait of somehow being even more grumpy then he already was! Another personality trait he has gained is being way more Edgy, he's just a edge lord now, If He had a S/O he'd be pulling Twilight lines, straight up- he'd think he's so deadly and dark and brooding, but he's not- he's just a nerd and his S/O would know he's such a nerd.

In Conclusion werewolf Edgar is interesting and he's Certainly a character. Anyway ignore my rambling, let me know if you guys would like me to write Short stories or More Headcannons or For The fangirls- Werewolf Edgar X S/O.

Seriously I need to write more- anyways tagging @silvermaplealder since you seemed to be interested in this AU :D

[sweetmisschesire]

Real self indulgent lost boys/spooky month au

Where the lost boys are the haunted house gang

(Cant decide out of Ethan or streber who who should be David or star)

And Kevin is michael

Ross is sam

Radford and (a reluctant) rick are the frog brothers

Some changes though

Whoever is max in this au (maybe bob lmao)

Has no interest in jaune (who would be lucy)

But streber and ethan definitely have interest in kevin

And it mainly goes like the movie, but unlike in the end where michael (kevin) never turns and the boys die?

Doesn’t happen here

Kevin fully turns and joins the lost boys

And the lost boys are only traveling through as this is where bob (i’ve decided he is max) originated from

And he comes back here as a twisted tradition of eating a bunch of people in town

Who the town believes are just missing

Ross radford and rick are left alone after kevin is turned, but under the condition they “fuck off” and don’t tell anyone

And then they leave town for the year with kevin in tow

And yes this is gothicandybats

@crossover-enthusiast

[kermit-emoji-writes]

Night City Crawlers (Cyberpunk 2077 x The Lost Boys AU) Poly!Lost Boys x Fem!Reader

A/N:Hi! I wanted to make this au because like I love cyberpunk and I thought the boys would fit really well within the universe. I’m ngl this is really self indulgent lol. I’m gonna have 4 more parts where each chapter is about the growing relationship between reader and each boy.

Pairings: Poly!Lost Boys x Reader

Word Count: ~3k

Warnings:Mentions of poverty (Reader lives in their car), cursing, reader is mentioned to have a cybernetic metal leg but there’s no other physical descriptions beyond that, Paul gets bullied a little, lmk if I missed anything else!

It was a gloomy day, fucking humid, but gloomy. It had been raining off and on all day. Rain soaking every surface in Night City. If you actually had your own place you’d be inside, but considering you were still living out of your truck a year after leaving the Aldecados you didn’t have it in you to stay in your car all day. So here you are, at night, walking along the boardwalk in Pacifica. Rain and sweat coating the skin that was exposed.

You leisurely strolled, soon coming up to a group of men standing around a console for a defunct roller coaster. Two of them were bickering. “I thought you said you knew how to fix it!” A tall blonde whined, hair teased and set in every which way. “I do! Will you get off my dick?!” A short blonde with curly hair shot back, shoving the taller one.

Two other men stood nearby, one a tall broad brunette he seemed to be amused by the other boy’s actions. Lastly a platinum blonde stood away from the rest, he leaned on the platform leading up to where one would get on the roller coaster. A cigarette hung from his lips.

While you got closer you noticed strange symbols on their jackets, all the same. You averted your gaze as you got closer, not wanting to cause any trouble ‘cause you couldn’t keep your eyes ahead of you.

You thought you were out of the woods as soon as you passed the only man keeping guard.

“You’re a long way from home, little girl.”

You turned around. “Excuse me?”

“Your jacket, it says Aldecados on it. What’s a little thing like you doing in Night City?”

The blonde dropped his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out before taking two steps towards you. His voice got the attention of the other men.

“Fuck you, you look just as old as me, dirt bag!”

He let out a breathy chuckle and smirked, clearly amused by your reaction. “Oouuu~ feisty~” You looked up to see the two blondes bickering at the console with their eyes trained on you. The small one smiling as he sized you up, thumb held up near his mouth. “Hey, hot mama! How’d you get the cool leg?” The wild one called out to you, drawing attention to your metal cybernetic leg, one you customized with car paint.

“It got blown off by a raven shiv a few years back.” You explained. “Hell yeah! That’s badass!” You shifted in place from the compliment. “Thanks.” You huffed out.

Your eyes went to the Brunette who had yet to say anything, he simply looked at you with an unreadable expression.

“You think you can fix this for us, babe?” The small one asked, pointing to the console. You thought about it before hesitantly nodding. You didn’t doubt your abilities, but you needed a moment to weigh your options. These guys were kind of fucking strange, just like the rest of Night City, but you weren’t explicitly threatened by them.

You walked up to the console, after plugging yourself in you began hacking. In your trance you didn’t notice the men huddling around.

“You think we should invite her?” A voice said it belonged to the smaller man.

“I think so, she’s hot.” The wild one spoke up, chuckling after his statement.

“Paul only wants her in ‘cause she looks like one of his BD girls.” A deep voice you haven’t heard before said.

“Hey! That’s not true!” Paul you assumed, whined

“He’s right, Dwayne! She looks like one of his favorite joytoys!” The small one retorted

You almost had to restart hacking the console because you were being nosey and listening in on their conversation, but it was the most amusing thing you’ve ever listened to.

“I don’t even pay for joytoys dickhead! You know that Marko!” The men simply laughed at Paul’s reply.

“Yeah! Cause you’re so ugly BD girls are the only ones you can get!” Marko replied.

At this point you were done unlocking the console and turned to see Paul lunge at Marko, but he quickly dodged Paul, too quickly, like he phased out of reality and reappeared. You had gotten into scuffles with Tyger Claws plenty of times so this kind of tech wasn’t new to you, but what Marko had was on a whole other level.

Paul quickly turned to see Marko running away at a human pace. Paul almost disappeared just to show up in front of Marko. Marko, laughing the entire time, “tried” to run away. Paul simply reached out to grab the collar of Marko’s highly embellished jacket to bring him into a headlock.

You watched in amusement as the two bickered back and forth, your lips quirking up into a smile.

“What do you say, girly? Wanna join us?”

You nearly jumped out of your skin at the proximity of the voice. You turned around to see the platinum blonde standing face to face with you. You whipped your head around to look at where he was previously standing only to see the brunette shoot you a wink. There’s no way he could’ve gotten this close to you without breaching your line of sight… unless he also had the same chrome as Marko and Paul.

Looking back at him he had a smirk stuck on his face.

You took a minute to weigh your options.

There’s no way you could fight or run away from them, they would slaughter you before you even had the chance. You had no idea what they wanted with you, they could be looking for sacrifices for all you knew. And lastly they were weird! Freaks even!

“I know what you’re thinking.” He said while he watched you wrack your brain. You audibly gulped. “Y-you do?” You wouldn’t be surprised if he could somehow read your thoughts, as impossible as that may be.

“Not literally, my optics can sense your emotional state.” You visibly relaxed.

“Obviously my boys took a liking to you, and you don’t have a tribe anymore.” He said while taking a gloved hand and flicking imaginary dust off your jacket.

“I’m just an ex-Aldecado, I can’t give you anything.”

“Well sure you can, you worked on all kinds of things in the Badlands right?”

You simply nodded.

“We have some bikes that could use some metinence.”

You thought for a moment, but were brought out of your haze when you heard yelling.

“We told you rats to stay out of Pacifica!”

“Shit! VDBs!” Dwayne yelled before running away with Marko and Paul in tow.

“Think about it.” He told you before running off with his pack. The Voodoo Boys ran after them as they let off their guns yelling obscenities. Within the commotion you made your escape.

—

A day passed since you last met the strange men in Pacifica. You now sat at a Takoyaki stand in Japan town, chin resting on your hand as you zoned out thinking about your strange encounter. You mindlessly took a bite out of your food. As you chewed you received a call. The caller ID read as unknown. You pondered who it could be, you didn’t know many people in Night City as is, but if you didn’t pick up the curiosity would eat at you.

You accepted the call. Your optics flashed blue before an image of the platinum blonde appears.

“Oh… it’s you.” You greet..

He smirked. “Don’t sound so excited.”

“I’m not.” You deadpanned

“So, did you think about my offer?” He asked, you took note of how eager he was for you to join his band of degenerates.

“I don’t even know your name, why should I even trust you.” You took another bite of your food, synthetic octopus and dough filling your mouth.

“What, you think I’m gonna whore you out like some joytoy?”

“And what if you do?” You responded with a mouth full of food. “I’m just saying, you guys are a little too pretty.”

He laughed at that, a hearty laugh filling your ears making you smile. “You really think I’m a pimp?”

“Well, you called them your boys… and I’d probably throw some eddies at the little blonde one if I had the cash.”

A broad smile stayed on his face as he shook his head, you didn’t want to admit it, but you liked the banter. “I’ll be sure to tell Marko that, anyway, think about my offer and make up your mind before night fall. Once you do come to the location I’m sending over by 9 sharp.”

“What do I get out of this?” You asked, before you even made a decision you needed to know what you were getting into. A life of squalor was much more promising than accidentally becoming a slave to psychos with chrome you’ve never seen.

“Well, if you come you’ll find out. Don’t keep me waiting, doll.” He shot You a wink and promptly hung up. Soon after you received a text.

“Here’s the location”

Your gps marked the outskirts of Corpo plaza just bordering Heywood.

Later you received another text.

“Tell the guy out front you need to talk to The Lost Boys, he’ll let you in. Remember, I don’t like to wait ;)”

Sighing you paid the food stand owner and got up to go about your day.

—

9 finally rolled around after what felt like an eternity. You were oddly giddy at the thought of seeing all the men again, but you weren’t sure why.

The location took you straight to Valentinos territory. You kept your head on a swivel as you looked around. Passing El Pinche Pollo, two Valentino’s sized you up. You kept your gaze straight and held your head high, as long as you looked confident and minded your business you were sure you’d be left alone. During your short time in the city you’ve found that the Valentinos were the only gang that had respect for others, unlike Tyger Claws and worst of all, Malestrom.

Soon you stood outside of the exact location. Bright pink fluorescent lights illuminated the small alley. ‘Six Shots’ the lights spelled out, along with a pair of lips and 18+. Oh god, you really were about to sell your soul to a pimp.

A cough interrupted your thoughts. You looked up at the bouncer, he simply quirked an eyebrow at you. You could still back out if you wanted, pretend none of this even happened. But you decided to go through with it anyway.

You cleared your throat. “Uh, I needa talk to The Lost Boys.” He silently looked you up and down. After he was satisfied he stepped to the side, “Go to the back and take the elevator down to the basement.” You nodded and walked through the door.

After crossing the threshold your jaw dropped. Bodies were crowded together dancing alone or grinding up on each other. Platforms were suspended in air as various scantily clad men and women danced along with the pounding music. The mix of alcohol, sweat and sex swirled in the humid air, it was intoxicating.

You braced yourself as you pushed through the bodies. On your way to the back you couldn’t even count how many times you were groped, prodded and grabbed.

After barreling through the bodies you reached the back doors where another bouncer stood. His eyes flashed blue and your own optics notified you that you were being scanned. “The Lost Boys?” He shouted over the music. “Yeah!” You responded. He nodded and let you back. Once you were in the back you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in, the music was now muffled.

You were now standing in a corridor face to face with an elevator. You looked left and right and saw doors on either end, most likely for the dancers you thought. You pressed the call button for the elevator and entered once it came.

While it made the descent you began toying with the frayed hem of your shorts, the weight of what you were doing just now dawning on you. Now you couldn’t back out anymore, whatever happens happens and you have to deal with the consequences. If you do die at least it won’t be under usual circumstances you thought, getting your skull crushed in by an Animal could be far worse.

The elevator made a ‘ding’ once it reached the basement. Once the doors opened your jaw dropped, you weren’t sure what you were expecting but the place was a lot nicer than you thought. Once leaving the elevator you stepped into a large living space, the middle dipped in to house a pit filled with coushins and blankets. Right in front of the pit a large TV was anchored to the wall. To the right of the pit was a kitchenette and bar, where the small blonde happened to be. He was cleaning a cup until he looked up at you and smiled. “You came!” He seemed incredibly happy at your presence.

You gave him a small smile and raised your hand up to wave, it was by far the most awkward thing you’ve done. He cupped his hands around his mouth. “YO! DAVID! SHE’S HERE!”

You waited for a moment until the wild blonde came running out with the platinum blonde and brunette following behind.

“Babe!” Teased hair came bouncing towards you. He stopped in front of you and smiled, teeth showing. “Uh hey, how’s it going?” A smile was brought to your face, his attitude was contagious. Before you could answer, the platinum blonde pushed him aside. “Excuse Paul, he has a little crush.” You looked at Paul and watched him pout as he stood aside.

He extended his hand to you. “I’m David, and these are my boys. You already met Paul.” You shook David’s hand and shifted your gaze to Paul once more this time waving at you prompting you to wave back. “This is Marko.” David took back his hand and stepped aside revealing the curly haired man. “Hey.” He said, sizing you up again, you felt hot under his gaze. “Hey! Stop that!” Paul spoke up. “Stop what?” Marko responded. “You’re undressing her with your eyes!” Paul moved to shove Marko. “Awww, scared I’ll take away your girlfriend Paulie?” He mockingly cooed.

David let out a sigh and shook his head. “Sorry about them, they’re a little rowdy.”

“Shut up!” Paul shouted as he started grappling Marko. The smaller man laughed as he successfully riled up his partner.

You watched as David’s agitation grew. He huffed out air through his nose. “Dwayne, stop them.” The large brunette simply nodded and moved to the pair. Grabbing them by the back of their necks he pried them apart. Paul continued to reach for him and Marko stuck his tongue out and continued to mock him. “If you don’t cut it out I’ll break your necks.” Dwayne said as he tightened his grip on the two. Both quickly relented, reaching for his grip on them as they whined and sputtered out apologies, satisfied he smiled and released the two leaving them to crumple on the floor. David shot the taller a smile. “And this.” Dwayne strolled over to you and David. The blonde slapped a hand on his shoulder, “This is Dwayne.” He held out a hand to you. You shook his hand and looked up at him. You were startled at how beautiful he was. Dark narrow eyes rimmed by dark lashes looked down at you. You suddenly panicked and looked away, heat rising through your body. Dwayne noticed your reaction and chuckled, releasing your hand.

“So, let’s talk about our arrangement. Marko, get us some drinks.” You looked at Marko who was still writhing on the floor. “Got it!” He slowly got up and cracked his neck. “I’m good.” You looked at Paul and gave him a worried look. David and Dwayne walked over to the bar where Marko was working. “Hey, are you okay?” You gently nudged Paul as he lay on the floor. He opened his eyes and gave you a goofy grin. Smiling back you reached out a hand for him to grab, quickly he took it and stood to his full height. He kept his hand wrapped around yours as his blue eyes bore into yours.

You heard a snort. “I think I can see the hearts in his eyes.” Marko commented.

“Alright, Casanova.” David stood up to seat you by the bar. Once sat he cleared his throat. You could’ve sworn you heard Paul whine as well.

“What you get out of our arrangement is a safe place to sleep, protection from all of us if you ever need it, a cut from whatever missions we go on and whatever else you want, doll.” He smirked at you before grabbing the glass cup and downing it. You didn’t miss the suggestive tone as he finished listing the perks of joining them.

You cleared your throat trying not to think about what it would be like underneath Dwayne. “Uh, and what do I have to do?”

“It’s easy really, do some maintenance on our bikes, come on missions with us and most importantly…” he trailed off and held eye contact. “Give us your complete loyalty.” You looked back at David, his gaze staring straight into you.

Without thinking you immediately answered. “I’m in.” The corners of David’s lips quirked up while Paul and Marko cheered.

You grabbed the drink that Marko placed by you and downed it in one gulp, you were spurred on by the energy in the room. You received firm slaps on your back from the boys.

“C’mon boys, let’s go celebrate.” David caught you and the boys’ attention before they broke out in cheers once more. Paul wrapped an arm around you as you all piled into the elevator. “Welcome to your new life, mamas.” Paul said directly in your ear.

It was the last thing you remember before the rest of the night became hazy.

[yunisketch]

Alright so I have a TMNT AU of mine that I can't get out of my mind and its stayed like that for almost half a year now. So in my AU, it's a mix of other continuities, but for the sake of simplicity lets say it takes place post S4 of TMNT 2012. Though in a universe where, well, none of the events of S5 took place so there's no resurrecting shredder. Karai and her Foot clan have also moved to Japan in order to weed out the remaining factions still loyal to Shredder. Ever since the death of their father, the brothers' relationships with each other have become strained. More so due to the sudden appearance/sightings of Foot Ninjas in New York, and notably without any sign or form of contact from Karai. They suspect Tigerclaw has something to do with it but Leo wants to refrain from taking any sort of action (YET) as a precaution. Pure surveillance. Raphael on the other hand, is convinced that they need to look and take down the ninja before something awful happens. Of course they both have a huge argument and OF COURSE Raphael goes it anyway alongside with Casey. (Casey knew Raph and confronted him ab it and ended up joining alongside him as backup) They do actually find the ninja at the last place they'd been spotted. Only for it to turn out to be a trap. One that, unfortunately Raphael nor Casey return from alive.

Did I mention that Raph is the protagonist of this AU and still is? Nope? Well, let me elaborate.

Raph bonafide DIED. There was no being held captive. He was captured and swiftly killed. They knew the threat Raphael posed though in their eyes they had no use for him. Casey Jones being caught in the trap was an added bonus.

But Raph wakes up. This was no dream however. Nor does he wake up in a body that was his own. He awakens in the body of a 15 year old boy. A human boy.

If you've read TMNT IDW then this is pretty much their origin but in reverse. First life was as a mutant -> Killed -> reincarnated as a human many years later.

Which is precisely what happens to Raph. He wakes up in a hospital, in the broken body of a young boy. Previous memories intact. Skipping forward a bit, even though Raph is aware that between the time he was killed and the time he'd woken up, around 25 years have passed. His brothers have to be alive. They have to be. So he makes it his mission to find his brothers. Buuuut finds zilch. Nada. Nothing. The entrance to the lair is sealed away. As if it never existed in the first place. April doesn't live in her old apartment anymore (he checked, Casey's too bc he's still in denial that Casey was killed alongside him) and there's just... no trace of anyone. Kami, he feels like he wants to give up. Until he comes across a small kid dressed in orange looking scared as all hell being cornered by some thugs. Mikey. His brain had supplied.

Raph beats the shit out of the PD and a VERY scared Mikey runs away because of course a big buy AND stranger like Raph is scary as all hell when covered in blood. Raph does manage to loose him but that's essentially the plot of this fic. Raphael is aware of his brother's existences and that his other brothers may also be humans like he is. Whether this is an alternate universe or truly in the future (spoiler it's very much in the future in his original universe), Raphael doesn't care. He also figures that if Mikey is human, that means he died as well. But who killed them? Which is basicaly the whole main goal. To find his brothers and the one responsible for their deaths.