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pessimisticsarc · 2 years
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" and other girls dreamed that they'd be rust's partner -- they'd be rust's partner ! " the vampire shout-sings and bounces on his heels . his curls bounce , too , and his eyes shine with joyful admiration . michael is drunk , but the giddy kind . the kind of drunk he gets after having too many of the fruity drinks he likes , the ones he forgets have so much alcohol in them . he'd been quietly admiring the stars on the ride back to their apartment in rust's truck when carly simon played on the radio , but now an alternate set of lyrics had occurred to him . " you're so -- " he laughs and leans towards his boyfriend . the word that comes next in the real song is VAIN , but that wasn't a nice thing to call his prince charming . " you're so -- " the song is quickly being forgotten in place of focusing on rust entirely . " you're so perfect . "
Rust loves Michael, even when he doesn't say it—but if his shrill, drunken voice screams in his ear one more time, he might accidentally drop him.
He won't, however: even if he screams and kicks, his arm will still be draped around his back, supporting some of his weight while helping with his balance on the steps toward home and the comfort of their shared bed. The furnished one, covered with blankets and quilts and a multitude of pillows that he doesn't remember how they got there.
Rust had drunk beyond his limit, too, but beer's never had this effect on him. Of course, functional alcoholism could be to blame, but he's happy enough that Michael seems to be having a good time to be thinking about that.
"Yes, darlin'."
The agreement comes but it's mostly to keep the conversation flowing, sifting through his keys until he finds the right one to open the door and shoves them both inside, slamming the door behind him as he leads his boyfriend down the hall.
It still makes him smile, though, to know that even when he's drunk, Michael thinks so highly of him. It makes him want to kiss him.
Maybe in a few.
"Y'want some water?"
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lemonadeslice · 7 months
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siblings in horror: ride-or-die edition
the strangers: prey at night | nope | house of wax | the lost boys
codependent | blood-soaked | haunted
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insatiablewax · 5 days
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officiallunablack · 6 months
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「 How have you all been?!🦇❤️」
「 Starting to come back out of hiding lol, I was sick for all of March which totally bites but I’m all better now! For the few days I’m was doing okay, I did get to work on some hobbies of mine and change up my hair. I’ve been mostly gardening and helping build two greenhouses with my love. We are also thinking about getting chickens soon! I’ll have more updates on that later! 」
☥ Outfit by @hottopic
#htfxfebmusthaves
#sponsoredbyht #htfanatic #htfandom
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thelostboyslifeforme · 7 months
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The Lost Boys by Colm Geoghegan
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I would like to propose "geistvoll" as the german equivalent for "brills" cause the words literally translates to "ghost-full"
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yippeeangel · 1 month
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sleep all day, party all night, never grow old, never die. it’s fun to be a vampire. 🧛🏻‍♀️
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enquiringangel · 10 months
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Thinking about Max’s choice of wording in referring to the other vampires:
“David and my boys misbehaved.”
David. And my boys. Almost as though David is not included as one of Max’s boys himself? He could have just said “My boys misbehaved.”
Interesting.
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icarus-gore · 3 months
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Me core edit but I can’t edit and basically gave up halfway through
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princesswithachainsaw · 3 months
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Immortal love in four hearts
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The lost boys - Medieval au
Michael/David/Dwayne/Paul/Marko x princess!reader
warning : +18, smut, reader is the princess (stereotypical medieval role model), use of weapons, blood, death, torture, death of an animal, general misery (it's the medieval tines so that's all you need to say), no use of Y/n
Summary : A kingdom under the leadership of King Max his wife died in childbirth and his daughter the princess of the kingdom. A marriage arranged with the prince Michael heir to his grandfather's throne and soon to be married to the princess. But political affairs lurk everywhere and what if the prince can't keep his promise to the princess, what if four loyal servants of the king come to rescue the princess…out of duty, honor and maybe even love?
New chapter every Thursday - 6.Part series
tlb masterlist
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°Prolog ~ The tale begins
°Games of a humorous jester in the bedchamber - Paul
°Into the endless forest for the hunt - Dwayne
°From the light into the shadowy dungeon - Marko
°Observed excursion into the city of desires - David
°Ending ~ The tale ends
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absowution · 9 months
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Thinking of tiny Enver, following helplessly along as he's dragged through the streets by a strong, unrelenting grip. It was the middle of the night when the warlock came for him, darkening the Flymm's doorstep. The only time his mother made a fuss when they handed over their son, sparking a light of hope in Enver's heart that they might've changed their mind, was to ask the warlock if he'd counted the amount of gold correctly. After that they were right as rain.
As the trade concluded his mother never looked at him once.
The moment the door to Flymm's Cobblers closed shut behind them with a sense of finality, his fate well and truly sealed, Enver Flymm's mind was running miles a minute. Thoughts of escape had occurred to him, of course, but even if he were to manage to overpower a warlock twice his size and make a run for it, where would he go? His parents just sold him. If he went back they'd kick him right out the door again, screaming and yelling over what he'd done. He turns his options around in his head repeatedly, but he can't think well when his heart is trying to jump its way up his throat.
They're halfway through the Lower City when the grip on his arm suddenly loosens. He could barely hear a thing at first - the city uncharacteristically quiet even for such late hours. Then, there is a sickening squelch followed by a slight thud as the warlock drops dead to the ground. He sees the vague silhouette of someone on top of the body, a smaller creature dripping with blood as it tears through flesh. It's too dark to see a face, but there is something animalistic about its movements. Either it doesn't notice Enver, or it doesn't care.
Whoever or whatever wild thing it was is gone just as fast. By some God's mercy, it passed right by him.
Enver is left alone with the mangled remains of the man who bought him, whose pockets he rifles through for gold and valuables before disappearing from the scene of the crime. Without a home he has to put his mind to work living on the streets, toiling and climbing his way steadily up so as not to ever be so powerless again. It's not a way of life that comes without soiling your hands, but sometimes the messiest deeds are the cleanest, and vice versa. Stabbed backs and broken souls are left behind in the process when you need a stepping stone or two. He will rob as many people of their freedom as necessary to preserve his own because a miracle like that will never happen again. Even so he is admired. Respected. The people of Baldur's Gate support him now in a way they never would have before.
Years pass but it's impossible to forget what granted him this chance to forge connections and climb his way up to become unreachable in the first place. However oblivious it might have been back then that murderous creature freed him, and while there is little to go on in terms of finding it again he'll never forget the debt he owes.
(It grows into an obsession.)
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thelostboyslifeforme · 5 months
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"The Lost Boys" by Segura Christophe @segura.crysse
Found at Alternative Movieposters FB
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elmoispookie · 1 year
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People ask me
“Are you okay?”
And I be like
“No they died..”
And they respond with
“Who died?”
And I’m over here like
“THEY DIED”
And they’re just staring at me because I’m crying over vampires that I wish were real
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(THIS IS OFF OF HOW THE MOVIE ENDED BTW)
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endthedj · 8 months
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I was today years old when stumbling across the fact that this underrated song from The Lost Boys soundtrack had a music video! 😮 This must've circulated in the UK and not stateside- love this 🌹👏🏾🖤❤️
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marypsue · 1 year
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Just finished my nth rewatch of The Lost Boys, and it's only just now occurring to me that Sam probably tries to lead into telling his mom upsetting things about vampires every time with 'I think we need to have a really serious conversation about this' because he's imitating the language she and his dad used every time they wanted to lead into telling him and Michael upsetting things about their divorce.
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