#questionable is marko going to laugh at this

[so0thsayer]

random lost boys HCs !!! (x gn!reader)

I have to get these out of my system. They have been marinating for far too long man omg. Also, this is also my first post so................ lets pray i did this right🙏🙏 also i didnt really proof read lol

let me know if you wanna see more stuff like this :3

WARNINGS: mentions of scars, drugs, biting, scratching. slightly suggestive (nothing too crazy)

David: 𖦹 I'd kill for you.

𖦹 loves to leave marks and love bites anywhere he can sink his teeth. His favourite places to mark would probably be the back of your neck, between your shoulder blades and the inside of your thighs. He understands the importance of the marks not being visible to the public - so he likes to sink his fangs in places that most people cant see. BUT- he'd def leave hickeys in very obvious spots.

𖦹 Wants everyone to know you're his. Not afraid to get handsy in public if you let him.

𖦹 enjoys a good book every now and then, but only when your head is on his lap.

𖦹 typa guy to guide you around with his hand on the small of your back, or his arm around your waist/ shoulders 24/7.

𖦹 Your seat in the cave is right next to his

Paul: 𖦹 He’s very touchy, but times that by 1000 when he gets his lips wrapped around that stick of holy grass (yes i am a paul does drugs sometimes believer). He would want to feel the heat of your skin, even scratching at you sometimes just to have a piece of you under his nails.

𖦹 Not scared to show affection in public. He has no shame.

𖦹 CONSTANT flirting

𖦹 Has a collection of stolen goods. Even stuff that he would never use. If you show an interest in a trinket he has stolen, he'll give it to you whether you want it or not.

𖦹 music buff. loves sharing his takes on popular songs and artists. He likes to bring you to the boardwalk stage to listen to some live music, usually sitting on the outer skirts of the crowd.

𖦹 has a bunch of stupid pet/nicknames for you. (dollface, sugar, sweetness, etc.)

Marko: 𖦹 hovers over you a lot. Always getting up and going places with you without a question, even if you dont ask him to come. He just really enjoys your company, never shy of interesting conversations.

𖦹 This man's love language is playful teasing, dont try to tell me otherwise !!! Not even in a mean way- just always striving to make you laugh in his own way.

"You got something there" He points at your shirt. As you look down, he flicks your nose. "Gotcha." He chuckles.

𖦹 the best at cooking out of the four of them, often taking over the cook pot to make your favourite meals.

𖦹 he'd bark at someone if they tried to get with you LMAO

𖦹 one of his favourite ways to pass the time with you is hitting the up the boardwalk clothes stores. He loves picking out new clothes for you, letting you know how good you look in them. "Damn, babe."

𖦹 having you over his shoulder gives him a constant ego boost.

Dwayne: 𖦹 I'd die for you.

𖦹 definitely love marks, scars etc. idk, he just seems like the kinda guy who would. He loves the way they feel under his fingers as he caresses his lover’s skin. He reads the stories they tell like brail. And for stretch marks, he loves the way they glisten in the light as they fade, and he loves the way they make an indent, rather than a bump for once. Perhaps he'd also like leaving a few marks of his own, like a bite mark or two, but he also doesn’t want to hurt you at the same time.

𖦹 cuddling with this man would be incredible.

𖦹 loves it when you play with his beautiful hair :3 (has a hard time asking for you to tho- he feels a great warmth when you do it without him asking). honestly just loves being touched by you in general

𖦹 he isn’t so much a go out of his way to smother you kinda guy, but he will gladly hug you tightly if you hug him. His favourite ways to touch you are to wrap his arm around his waist, putting his arm over your shoulder while you’re sitting with each other and stroking your hair and skin while you lay your head on his lap. He just loves to feel your warmth on his cold finger tips.

𖦹 100000000x more affectionate in private dude

𖦹 the moment you ask him for something he’s on it. “Hey, could you get me-“ and he’s already handing it to you. He loves helping you in every way possible.

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hope you enjoyed my first post !! :3 I know it's kinda short but I couldnt really find anything else to add😭 i am stressed

[charlizekkelly]

hungry like the wolf

Spicy Prompt: “Look how well you’re taking me.”

Pairing: Reader x Dwayne (The Lost Boys 1987)

Word Count: 2167

TW’s: Size kink, slight somophilia, dub-con (??), non-con, pet names (sweet girl & good girl), biting and blood play.

Author's Note: God damn. This got out of hand and like Dwayne, this is a big one (I'm sorry I had to). Who wouldn't want to be fucked senseless by him? Let's be honest, he's the man and would fuck like a God.

Tags (Dwayne's hoes) : @ghoulgeousimmaculate @britany1997 @misslavenderlady @dwaynesluscioushair @bigcreatorwombatdreamer @lostinsantacarla

!18+ CONTENT - MINORS DNI!

The alkaline-infused breeze skittered down the tunnelways of the cavernous home, carrying the scent of the ever-changing tides of Hudson’s Bluff through the cave, blustering the flames within the fire barrels or the candles perched upon rock crevices. Not that it mattered to her, tucked beneath the assortment of blankets on Dwayne’s bed with soft candlelight illuminating the room. Oblivious to the path his thoughts had taken as he peered down at her with dark irises, lingering on the dark fabric of his shirt and the white-lace panties he glimpsed from where her leg stuck out from beneath the sheets, his shirt riding up her body in a way that made him want to groan.

Dwayne was many things–patient, caring, attentive, coolheaded and loyal–but with her, he found himself obsessing over the way she smiled up at him whenever they spoke. Or the way she laughed and he had to feign nonchalance like the sound hadn’t sent blood rushing to his dick and a multitude of thoughts to careen through his head. Of how she tasted, the way he could make her squirm, the sounds she made or the way she felt wrapped around his cock.

This isn’t helping me, at all, he thought, watching as she shifted on the mattress and he gingerly slipped from beneath the sheets. 

Heading toward the room’s doorway before her voice rippled to his ears and he came to a jarring halt, his head turning ever-so-slowly back to where she lay, sound asleep. He waited a moment, locked in the doorway with his gaze pinned upon her, wondering if this was a cruel mind trick played by Paul and Marko. Hell, he wouldn’t have been surprised if David was a part of it–all three blonds notorious for their love of mind games.

But then, the saccharine call he thought he’d heard from her lips filled his ears. A sound so sweet, it almost brought him to his knees. Something his companions continuously taunted him about, the trio aware of his infatuation with the human woman he cared about. But neither of the trio was game enough to cross him, knowing the ease with which he went from coolheaded to protective–possessive–but it didn’t deter their playful jests.

“Dwayne,” she called again, her voice all breathy and laced with lust.

As hard as he tried–which wasn’t very hard at all–he couldn’t fight the smug grin that crept across his face, approaching her with wolfish ease. He knew she was a moderately light sleeper but still, he reached out and pulled the blankets away from her body, baring her to his hungry eyes as he sunk onto his jean-clad knees at the end of the bed and admired her for several moments.

It was as she shifted on the mattress and his dark irises locked on the pearl-white lace that contrasted perfectly with her skin, that his deeply timbered voice filled the room. “Fuck.”

“If you’re going to fuck her, can I watch?” Came Paul’s husky voice through their pack’s bond.

Dwayne’s eyes rolled at the hopeful edge of his companion’s voice–and where he wasn’t opposed to sharing her with him–he didn’t want to share her right now. “Paul,” he warned.

“Is that a yes?” Paul questioned, an audible sigh skittering down their bond when the brunette didn’t immediately respond. “Dwayne?”

Dwayne’s large palms smoothed over her bare legs, up her thighs until he grasped the soft flesh and gently pulled her to the bed’s edge, careful not to wake her as his stare traversed her features. 

“Not tonight.” Came his distracted response before Paul’s presence vanished from his mind.

With a tenderness he reserved for her and her alone, he parted her legs until the flesh of her thigh pressed and bracketed his shoulders. Careful not to nick her skin as he lithely cut the lace from her body, tossing it over his shoulder with little care before he settled his hands upon her inner thighs. Kneading the flesh for a moment as if to savour the feel of her, his ebony tresses tousled and framed his face like a wrathful god whilst his umber gaze remained trained on her face as he dipped his head and his tongue dragged a sensual trail over her labia.

A soft noise tumbled from her lips as he focused his attention on her clit for several seconds, his fingertips sinking into her skin when he dragged a slow stripe up her cunt. He couldn’t stop the low groan that emanated from the depths of his chest if he tried as the taste of her cloyed on his tongue, the sound vibrating into her clit in a way that drew a soft, sleepy gasp from her lips, and for her eyes to groggily blink down at him. 

“Dwayne…what are you–what are you doing?” Her brows furrowed as a breathy moan tumbled from her mouth and she subconsciously ground her cunt into his face, his grasp tightening on her in response.

His head lifted from her cunt, grinning up at her whilst his fingers leisurely toyed with her clit. Like he had all the time in the world. “Oh, this?” He drawled, feigning confusion, fingers dragging the mix of his saliva and her arousal up to circle the sensitive nerve ending, a sharp breath sucked into her chest as a single, thick digit salaciously sunk into her cunt. “I’m taking care of my sweet girl. I’m worshipping her.”

His finger dragged torturously slow, his eyes locked on her face and the way her head tipped back into the sheets when his thumb pressed into her clit, a second digit slipping into her cunt as his pace never faltered. Dwayne’s fingers continued their steady strokes, fingertips curling in a way that wrenched a guttural moan from her lips and a dozen curses to rent off the cavernous walls.

“Fuck, Dwayne. Don’t stop,” she said, hands bunching the sheets beneath her.

“And refuse you of what you want? I don’t think so. I do have a better idea that’ll benefit us both.” A dark chuckle filled her ears, his eyes flashing with something sinful as he pulled his fingers from her cunt and they nimbly unbuttoned his jeans, shoving the fabric down his muscular legs and kicking it off to the side. 

“Benefit us both how?” She said, holding his dark gaze.

“Spread your legs for me, sweet girl.” Came his response as his lips tugged into a wolfish grin.

Without much thought, her legs dutifully parted for him, creating more space for him between her thighs as he discarded his boxers in the same direction as his pants. She watched with heavy-lidded eyes as he wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked himself, stepping into the space between her legs before he teasingly dragged his tip across her cunt and one of his hands grasped the flesh of her hip, the other pressed into the fabric beside her.

“Please,” she murmured as he lowered his head and his lips brushed hers, drawing circles into her clit with the head of his cock.

The muscles of his abdomen rippled beneath his skin, capturing her attention before his voice filled her ears. “What do you want, beautiful? Tell me what you want. Use your words.”

“I want you,” she breathed out against his lips, pushing herself onto her elbows so she could connect their lips, kissing him whilst one of her hands skittered over the chorded muscles of his arm and tangled in his dark locks.

And like it took everything in him to pull away–his lips hovering above hers a hairsbreadth away–the hand by her side balled into a fist and his voice lowered several, heady octaves. “Where?” He grounded out through clenched teeth, the action seeming to sharpen his jawline.

Her brows furrowed with confusion for a moment. “What?”

“Where do you want me, sweet girl? Where do you want my cock?” He rasped, pressing a sensual kiss to the underside of her jaw before he nipped at the soft skin.

“Inside me,” she said, gasping as the first few inches of his cock plunged into her cunt, his girth stretching her insides in a euphoric way. His lips met with hers for a moment, kissing her with ravaging quality before she pulled away from his mouth. “Dwayne,” her gaze darted to where they were connected and the inches his cock still needed to enter her–every glorious inch of him that sent her mind reeling–as he slowly pressed more of his cock into her. “You’re so…big.”

He hummed in response, pressing firm, adoration-filled kisses to her throat. “You say that every time, my love, but look how well you’re taking me.”

His words clamoured in her mind, dousing her in a lust-filled haze when he slowly drew back and plunged the rest of his cock into her, his thumb drawing circles into her clit. A breathy moan–part curse, part garbled moan–fell from her lips, body sinking into the mattress as he quickened the pace of his thrusts and the head of his cock brushed a spot inside her that made her squirm.

Dwayne’s dark tut traipsed across the room, hands grasping her hips to prevent her from squirming. “Not so fast. You wanted me inside you and I gave it to you. So now, you’re going to take it like a good girl.” His thrusts deepened as he peered down at her, revelling in the way soft pants escaped past her lips. “Are you my good girl?”

“Yes,” she breathed dazedly, gasping as his cock pressed against her G-spot and the budding tide of her orgasm crept to the forefront of her mind. “Fuck, Dwayne. I’m your good girl.”

A deep groan fell through his lips, head tipping up to the ceiling as he purposely thrust his hips in a way that he knew would collide with her G-spot and his thumb pressed into her clit, mounting her orgasm as he felt her clench around his cock.

“That’s it. That’s my good girl,” he praised, tearing his gaze from the roof to traverse her body before his thrusts seemed to falter and he hurriedly freed her from the dark fabric of his shirt. His mind short-circuited for a moment when his stare landed on where his cock thrust steadily into her, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip before he refocused on her bare body.

A large hand cupped her breast, mildly irritated at himself for not paying them any attention sooner as he rolled one taut nipple between his fingers whilst his mouth captured the other and he alternated between circling her nipple with his tongue and sucking hickeys into her skin.

“Dwayne,” she moaned, all breathy and filled with a desperation he recognised.

He knew what she wanted the moment her strained plea met his ears, pulling away from her breasts as the hand at her hip tightened and he rolled his hips in a way that drew another moan from her lips, her cunt clenching around him. “Yes, my sweet girl?”

His lips brushed against hers, her soft pants warming his face as he peered down at her with wolfish delight and she managed to form a coherent sentence through the lust-filled haze of her mind. “I’m going to cum. Fuck, let me cum…please.”

“With manners like that? Who am I to deny you?” he drawled, his hand trailing over her chest to grasp the nape of her neck. Supporting her head as he drew her closer to himself and his teeth elongated into fangs, sinking into her throat in the same moment the head of his cock brushed against her G-spot.

A pleasure-riddled moan echoed across the room and down the darkened tunnelways, no doubt reaching Marko, David and Paul’s ears as she came and he swallowed languid mouthfuls of her blood. He pulled away from her throat in the next heartbeat, head tipping back to the ceiling as he came with a guttural moan, fingertips sinking into her hips.

Her blood coated his chin, dripping down his throat to the chiselled plains of his stomach when he refocused on the room around him and he nimbly hooked her legs around his waist, climbing onto the mattress and situating them in the middle of the bed. Dwayne dragged the assortment of blankets over her body as he tucked her into his side, fussing with the pillows until he was satisfied with her comfort and his blood-stained lips pressed a loving kiss to hers, arms woven over her waist.

A content hum tumbled from her lips as his fingers grasped her chin and he angled her head to bare his marks to his gaze, lathing his tongue over the weeping indents he left behind, ensuring they closed beneath his dark stare. The taste of her cloying on his tongue as he forced himself to refrain from plunging his fangs into her throat once more, always craving her like an untapped hunger that couldn’t be quenched.

Hungry like the wolf.

[justnatoka]

No disrespect

David x Fem! Reader

Word count: 1046

Warning: mention of canon-typical violence, smoking

Summary: David and you are a power couple. When someone disrespects your man, you show them the consequences.

One night Michael found himself at the boardwalk in the company of David and his gang. The boys were having a good time, messing around, messing with him, smoking and laughing. He still couldn’t quite make sense of some stuff about them, but he was sure of one thing. You were David’s girl. The leader made it clear to him in the beginning that you were off limits, and he never questioned it, being too enamored with Star to even think about trying anything with you anyway. It made sense in his mind why David and you would gravitate towards each other. You were both charismatic, exuding an aura of confidence that he rarely saw in other people. Adding that together, you made an absolutely magnetic couple that drew the eyes of guys and girls alike.  You two however never looked at anyone else. And even though Michael knew his place regarding your relationship, that doesn’t mean others did too.

You were leaning onto David until now, listening to him talking to Dwayne, occasionally taking puffs from his cigarette. He was resting his arm around your waist, his fingers drawing lazy figures on your hip. When you moved to detach yourself from him, he glanced down at you.

“I’ll be right back, gonna get a drink.” Pressing a quick kiss on his lips, you turned to the boys. “You guys want anything?” They shook their heads. You sent one last glance to David, then walked off towards a nearby shop, your movements graceful and full of purpose. That was another thing about you that Michael had discovered, you knew exactly what kind of effect you had on the people around you. It wasn’t necessarily the result of your looks, more like the air around you, the way you carried yourself. There was something about it that drew people in. Sure enough, there were heads turning as you passed by. Your lover watched your retreating form with a heated gaze.

Michael turned back to looking at the crowd. He didn’t pay attention to how long you were gone, but the next thing he knows, Marko is hitting his arm to get his attention.

“Hey, Mickey, check it out.” He motioned towards where you left, and as Michael turned his head, he saw you leaning on the counter with a drink in hand and a big guy in front of you. It was clear he was flirting with you. He rested one of his hands on yours, casually leaning against the counter, a big grin on his face. He must have said something funny, because you leaned your head back as you laughed. You weren’t close enough to hear what you were talking about, but they got a full view of what was happening.

Michael looked at David, wondering whether he was going to get involved, but to his surprise, David was cool as ever, seemingly not bothered at all, just watching the scene with interest. The guy leaned closer to you and whispered something in your ear, to which you just smiled and shook your head, motioning back towards their group. He looked at them, his face suddenly changing to one of confusion, then barely concealed annoyance.

“Uh-oh, there’s trouble” Paul giggled as he took a drag from his joint, clearly having the time of his life. “Dwayne, bet he’s gonna eat bricks.”

Michael tuned them out, focusing on the two of you. The situation was escalating, the guy glancing their way once again as his irritation grew, and he met David’s eyes for a long moment. David still didn’t move, his gaze intense. They couldn’t see your whole face from where they were sitting, but it was clear as day the guy said something you didn’t like, as your hand that was playing idly with your drink until now went still.  There was a shift in the air. He didn’t seem to notice, but the boys sure as hell did.

“Ooh, he’s done it now” Marko was howling and Paul started cackling, the two of them jostling each other, practically buzzing in anticipation, and even Dwayne joined in.

As you answered him, you moved your body a bit, angling in a way that they could see more of your face. Michael shivered. Your smile was charming, sickeningly sweet, and you gently ran your fingers up the guy’s arm. Your eyes however were cold and calculating, the eyes of a predator about to pounce on its prey. The guy must have felt something too, because his body language became unsure. But your voice was too enticing. Now it was you who leaned closer to him, the movement intimate, seductive even. The next moment you took his hand and started guiding him away from the crowd to one of the darker, more secluded spots, away from the hustling and bustling of the boardwalk.

“Yep, he’s dead meat” Marko concluded and they all went back to what they were doing before as if nothing happened, like this was something they saw regularly. Michael guessed that couldn’t have been far from the truth.

When you returned you no longer had your drink with you. However, there was some blood splattered on your clothes, a few speck still on your face, having washed most of it off your skin. You made your way straight over to David, straddling his lap and smashing your lips to his. He was already anticipating it, his hands naturally moving to your hips, his tongue licking off the remaining blood from the corner of your lips. You combed your fingers through his hair and he leaned his head back a bit as you deepened the kiss. Michael started to feel awkward just staring at you so he looked away, embarrassed at your sudden public display. The boys exchanged amused glances, already used to your affectionate mood after feeding. When you finally detached yourself from each other’s lips, David asked what happened.

“He got disrespectful. I couldn’t let him talk shit about you, so I ripped out his throat.”

You said it so matter-of-factly, like it was the most natural thing to do. David burst out laughing, the boys joining in. Michael just looked at you in bewilderment, seriously wondering what the hell he got himself into.

[tac-the-unseen]

What the Lost Boys think of vampire related media pt.2

After your last vamp media talk you had more questions you absolutely needed the answers to. Some of those answers came more naturally than you thought.

What we do in the Shadows:

-This is their absolute favorite show. It's just something they can all sit down to watch and get a nice laugh.

-David was actually the one that suggested it to the group

-He thinks it's about as close to what being a really vampire is like.

-You brought up your last conversation about why no vampire media could be so close to the real thing and he quickly responded with “Vampires are made up to be these gross demon creatures with no self control, when in fact most vampires were just normal humans going about their life.”

-He knew that no one in this show actually knows any vampires because of inconsistencies, but it's as close to it as they can all get without having to kill anyone for it.

-”Are you off your tits, boy?” “He is.”

-Paul quotes the show all the damn time (And so do the others but he is the main culprit.)

-you actually can't get him to stop

-”I became a vampire to suck blood and to fuck forever.”

-”No fuck off. Can't be side tracked with cheap sex potions.”

-Need an answer to any questions? Paul will respond with “Coprophilia.”

-Marko is giggling at Paul's quotes and answers with his own

-”Pizza pie” :D

-”He's my sweet cheese!”

-”She speaks the bullshit.”

-His favorite character is Nadja of course

-You have to pry him away from the T.V if you need him to do something else

-Dwayne will stop whatever he's doing if you offer to watch WWDITS with him

-He loves the historical references and gags

-He relates to Guillermo most of the time, being one of the voices of reason in his Chaos Coven

-”i was thinking w-” “we should finish each other off and tell no one?” “I’m game if you are.” ✨Spooky music✨

•This show is permanently engraved into their brain

•You can take the boys out of WWDITS but you can not take the WWDITS out of the boys

Hotel Transylvania:

-Paul squints at the T.V “This has to be a crime to watch.”

-Dwayne without turning away from the T.V “Dracula is going to go ape shit when he sees this “

-David eats his popcorn slowly “at least there is other monsters in this movie.”

-Marko is giggling at the Blob and Scream Cheese “I fucking love kids movies.”

-All of them hated the village scene though.

Kid vampire:

-They all watch it because Laddie wanted them too

-All you can hear for the next few days is “Kid Vampire!” in that accent

-David and Dwayne thought the bogger nose bleed drink was absolutely disgusting.

-Like to the point the both gagged.

-Paul thinks it a cute little project

-Marko likes how they say ‘blood’

-Dwayne uses the song “Vampire brush” to get Laddie to brush his teeth

Monster High:

-Marko and Paul sing the theme song semi consistently

-”Monster-monster high! monster high! monster-monster high! Freaky, sheek, and fly, monster high, where student bodies lay.”

-”We got spirits, yes we do! We got spirits, how bout you!?”

-This is another show they all watch with Laddie

-David isn't a raving fan, but he can stand it

-”Draculaura is a bit of a lazy name.” “Clawdeen wolf? Lagona blue? Cleo De Nile? Everyone has a lazy name because it's a kids show!”

-Dwayne is secretly into it and asks Laddie to watch it with him so he has an excuse

Thanks for reading <3

Yes I saw the comment you wanted me to see. Don't think I was ignoring you, I just had to find other media to talk about. (I stalk my own page like a Hyena. It's a little sad tbh lmao)

[bloodywickedvamp]

Two's Company - What The Hell Is Six? Part 3

Poly!Lost Boys x GN Reader x Michael

Series Masterlist

Summary: It's date night

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: swearing, touching, angst, arguments, flirting, lil kiss

I really cannot believe it took me so long to finish part 3 like...where did the time go?? It was almost an entire year...I just struggled to find the motivation but I finally did! Not sure if this is even good it's so late when I finished writing lol, hope you enjoy!

Dividers: @saradika & @firefly-graphics

“Okay…I’ll do it.”

“What?” Michael turns towards me and asks bewildered. I can’t blame him, I’m a little shocked by my own acquiescence. 

I tear my gaze from David to Michael and briefly at our fingers laced together before meeting his eyes. 

“I know this isn’t ideal Mikey, but you heard them, they won’t stop. We can talk about this more later, okay? Just trust me.” Squeezing his hand so tight, to help him to understand why I’m doing this. Why I didn’t have a choice other than to accept their ‘offer’. To protect him from whatever they’re truly capable of. If I said no, they’d take it out on Michael, I know they would. 

He takes a moment to respond. Taking me in from top to bottom and squeezing back a non-verbal response before speaking. With more understanding than I initially thought he’d be capable of granting, he nods, brings our hands up to his lips to ghost them over my knuckles and finally lets out a soft 'okay' with a gentle smile only meant for me. I mirror the sweetness in his face back, until the moment is interrupted. 

“Well that’s just adorable.” David snorted, all too eager to have our attention not on each other. 

“But if you’re finished I’d like to get back to the date you just agreed to.” He directed impatiently. 

“Fine, but there are some ground rules we need to establish first.” I said.

“Oh?” questioned David. He seemed amused by my answer, curiosity slipping through at what I could possibly come up with. 

“First, no kissing or inappropriate touching-”

Paul cut me off to complain, “damn babe, those are all my go-to moves.”

Dwayne swiftly takes it upon himself to reprimand the wild blonde with an elbow to the side and a ‘shut up Paul’. While said blonde untangles his arm from the taller man's shoulders to soothe his aching side with a look of exasperation, like he’d been completely put out by the interaction. 

“Ow, I was only kinda kidding. You can’t hit me like that man, you know I'm sensitive.” He croaked out in a very childlike manner accompanied by a pouty bottom lip. I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually got into the fetal position next with how dramatic of a person he seemed to be. In a different circumstance I would’ve found the exchange funny and how close the two are adorable. 

Instead of dwelling, I decided to continue. “Second, we won’t be going anywhere private, we’ll be in public the whole time. Third, no threatening or hurting Michael for any reason. No matter what happens on our ‘date’ you don’t get to do anything to him.” Emphasizing date with a quick eye roll. I may have agreed to this but I don’t have to be happy about it. 

Michael let out a small chuckle from my right before he leaned down to whisper in my ear “My hero.” I try my best to hold back the smile threatening to sneak its way past my serious demeanor but it’s useless and I crack. I can never seem to hold myself back when it comes to Michael, he pulls every part of me to the forefront, good or bad, he always embraces it with open arms and a warm smile. 

“Is that all or do you have any more demands princex?” Marko piped in, once again directing our attention towards the boys in front of us. 

“That’s all for now, but if I think of any more I’ll be sure to let you know promptly.” I finish with faux nicety and the sweetest smile I can muster. 

Pulling a sarcastic laugh from him followed by an even more sarcastic “Can’t wait.” 

It seems Marko and I will be having the most lively time together on our date, if we don’t kill each other first. 

This time, I hear a genuine laugh come from the same curly headed boy. “Couldn’t have said it better myself.”

I’m baffled at the comment. His joyous response sounded like it was directed at my previous thought, one I definitely thought to myself and didn’t voice aloud. 

“Wait, I didn’t say anything. How-”

Paul decides to answer me first. “We've got all kinds of tricks we can show you baby”, with an additional cheeky grin thrown my way. 

While David finishes with a “but we’ll save that for next time. We’ll meet back here tomorrow night where we usually park the bikes, right after sunset. Don’t be late.” He looks between Michael and I as the quartet begin to make their leave. Each boy giving their own version of a goodbye with waves and ‘catch ya laters’ till they’ve vanished from underneath the boardwalk back towards the stairs. 

“So…we should probably get home and maybe figure out what the hell you just agreed to.” Michael announces after a bout of silence following the departure. 

After Michael drives us back home, he seems to be in a better mood than I expected. He’s acting like his old self again, not letting go of my hand or some part of my body since we arrived. The truth coming out makes him much more at ease, which I can appreciate. The rest of the family noticed his sudden presence at the dinner table with stunned expressions, Sam even commenting ‘what were you dying for moms lasagna or something bud?’ as Lucy shoo’s that off with a wave of her hand and says she’s happy to see everyone together again for dinner with a beaming smile along her face, quickly changing the topic to grandpa’s aversion to giving him an overdue haircut.

Later on, Michael and I found ourselves in the bedroom we share. After a lengthy discussion of the night to come and having to only calm him down a couple of times from leaving to find the boys again and telling them to fuck off, we agree on sticking it out just for tomorrow. After the dates I tell them it won’t work and we can put this mess behind us, hopefully. The matter of Michael being a bloodthirsty creature of the night has yet to be discussed. 

“I still don’t like this plan, just so we’re clear.” He proceeds to tell me one final time as we start to lay down to sleep with a few hours of darkness left cloaking the sky before dawn breaks. 

“We don’t have any other options…unless one of your new special tricks includes time travel to before you met them.” I jokingly tack on as I cuddle further into his side. 

He releases a light chuckle while rubbing my back soothingly. “Sadly no, that’s not in my abilities.” 

“It’ll be okay.” I say, not certain if it’s more for his sake or my own. He silently agrees with a kiss to my forehead and a soft goodnight as we both fall asleep in the comfort of this small window of time we have together. 

Michael and I silently wake up just hours before we would need to leave, having mostly slept the day away together. As dusk quickly approaches, getting ready seemed an easier task than I initially anticipated. He showers after me and dresses in his usual attire of blue jeans, t-shirt, sneakers, and his newly acquired leather jacket that I can’t help but start to like the more I see him in it. While I put on a nice tank top, black jean shorts, and sneakers, dressing fairly casual but also something I would wear on a date with Michael. My outfit showed a bit more skin due to the heat. 

He gives me a once over before asking ‘Is that new?’ as he points to my top. I nod with a look of ‘yeah why?’ and he only shakes his head back before answering, “nothing, you just look nice…and not to sound like a jealous boyfriend but…I can’t say i’m happy seeing you wear something new for them.” 

“Hey I can chan-”

“No.” He stops me before I begin. “Like I said you look good and I’ll just have to get over the fact that they’re getting to be with you tonight and not me, when all I want to do now is rip your outfit to shreds and toss you back in that bed till morning.” He says, as he grabs my hips pulling me into a heated kiss. Only allowing himself to pull back as I’m gasping for air. 

“Very tempting offer.” I breathlessly snicker while running my hands through his thick head of curls. He pulls me back in for one more peck and reluctantly drags me along to the front door so we can head out.

We arrive at the boardwalk and Michael parks his bike exactly where David said they’d be, watching the crowd go by and laughing amongst themselves till we’ve made our way into the group beside them as they take notice. Michael helps me off his bike as we stand in front of them, hands still intertwined. 

David looks at us like it’s cute we’re still trying to hold up some type of front to the situation, and I guess in a way he’s right, they have the upper hand. 

Surprisingly Marko is the first to speak, “And here I thought you were dreading going out with us, but by the looks of that outfit I’d say you were trying to put on a show, feel free to show off even more skin if you’d like.” It takes everything in my body to stay calm because I know that comment is only meant to get a rise out of me. I won’t give him the satisfaction. 

After I take a soothing breath I reply, “It’s hot outside and I’d rather not keel over from overheating, that’s all.” 

He leans closer with a smirk and gives a half-hearted “whatever you say sweetheart”, before leaning back and giggling like school girls about it with Paul. I simply roll my eyes and turn my attention back to David. 

“Let’s go.” He announces to the group as we all start to follow his lead. Dwayne walks in stride with Michael and I, sandwiching me between them, with Marko and Paul tailing behind us. I decide to chance it and look at Dwayne as he leans down towards me, not breaking eye contact for even a moment as we continue to walk. “Don’t let him get to you, he just likes to ruffle feathers. But for what it’s worth, you look lovely.” His lips lift into a half smile, half smirk once he notices the heat rising to my cheeks at the complement. I attempt to brush it off with a quick ‘thanks’ and steal a glance at Michaels now taut jaw and lingering gaze on us. I turn my attention forward as Dwayne’s hand coyly slides up my waist and is gone again before I even have time to register it as he picks up his pace to step in time with David. Michael lets out a scoff and pulls me closer to his side by our joined hands. 

David walked us to a section of restaurants with outdoor seating we could all gather at, choosing a wooden picnic bench for us. Michael and I are sitting on one bench with the two natural blondes and brunette sitting on the other, while David decides to grab a lone chair from a different table and pull it up on the side so he’s seated at the ‘head’ of the table. 

“So how is this going to work exactly? Are we all doing this together or…?” I decide to voice my curiosity before the conversation inevitably gets side tracked or leads to another argument.  

All eyes turn to David as he fills me in. “We’ll each take you out individually - Dwayne’s first.” Nodding his head in the direction of his friend. My own gaze found its way back to his dark brown eyes, that same smile from earlier plastered on. In that moment a wave of familiarity washed over me, like I’ve gotten lost in those eyes a million times before and would continue to do so for as long as I’d be allowed to stare into them. Like how it feels to look into Michaels. 

Michael.

Remembering he’s sitting right next to me I shake the previous thoughts away and proceed to stand to meet Dwayne on the other side so we can get this night started already. 

But I freeze in my tracks as it suddenly occurs to me that Michael will be all alone with the other boys for the rest of the evening, and the thought of him being tormented and teased about this situation he has no control over sends a pang of guilt through me. I decide I have to try and ease some of the tension, if I can. 

“Wait- before we go I have another condition to add.” 

David leans back in his chair with a raised brow, gloved fingers tapping along the table. “Yes?” 

“If this is going to work you can’t be at each other's throats the whole time I'm gone. Michael told me that he barely knows anything about any of you and vice versa, so while I'm on each date the rest of you are going to stay here and get to know each other - like real friends.” 

“What?” 

“I’m serious, you’re not going to sit here all night and fuck with my boyfriend behind my back, I’m not asking.” I try to muster up as much confidence in my words as I'm sure David actually has naturally coursing through him. He only ponders what I've said momentarily before giving a strained smile that doesn’t exactly meet his eyes and mutters out a quick ‘sure’. Looking towards the others that slowly nod along in agreement - even if their faces say otherwise. 

Now feeling better about leaving, I let Dwayne lead the way out of the seating area towards the  crowds of people scattered along the boardwalk for whatever he had planned.

Michael turns back to the remaining boys seated with him after staring daggers into Dwayne's back before the two completely disappear from sight. He speaks up before the others can, to get the ball rolling. “Okay so…where should we start?” He sends them each a questioning glance. 

David stares back with the most incredulous look he can muster, like he couldn’t believe he was actually going through with the ‘getting to know each other idea’. After a minute a mocking smile takes over his face. 

“Yeah…” He draws out. “We’re not doing that.” He says with little room for push back. 

Michael crosses his arms over his chest and nods his head in a similar mocking manner, amused by the reply. “You’ve got a lot to learn, they’ll come back and expect a full report on what we talked about, want specifics to make sure you followed through on your promise.” 

“We’ll make something up.” David again says matter of factly. 

Michael scoffs. “They’ll be able to tell if i’m lying, how do you think I ended up in this situation in the first place? I wasn’t able to keep what you did to me a secret.” The other boys may not want to participate in this but he’d be damned if he got into trouble for not at least trying to play nice. 

“Alright, fine. I particularly enjoyed watching you get your ass chewed out in front of half the boardwalk last night. It was the highlight of my week.” David faux relents, like he’s shared intimate knowledge of himself only few know and pretends as if a weight has been lifted from his shoulders with a content sigh. Stifled giggles from the terror twins echo in the background. 

“You know what, the only one you’re hurting is yourself. Keep it up and they’ll want nothing to do with you. Which will be the highlight of my life.” 

Silence followed Michaels statement as the two were now sat in a heated staring match. The tension in the air rapidly increased as neither one backed down. If looks could kill they’d both be six feet under. Even the blondes, who hadn’t said a word since the conversation began, were forced into an awkward stillness watching the interaction unfold, waiting for the underlying hostility to bubble over. 

Paul decides someone has to try and mediate before this gets any uglier and, more importantly, his turn for a date is possibly soured by the oldest and newest member of their pack coming to blows. In his opinion the best way to deal with this would be to let them fight it out, but he knows the night can’t end with them covered in blood, scratches, and bite marks - unless they’re fucking. 

All eyes are suddenly shifted to Paul as he clears his throat obnoxiously. “Uhhh…my favorite band is Mötley Crüe.” He says with a bright smile, proud that it actually worked since the boys' body languages were all seeming to relax. 

Marko, good naturedly, pats Paul on the back as an ‘attaboy’ for the attempt. 

As Dwayne and I continue walking through the boardwalk I feel one of his hands graze my lower back and rest there. I quickly snatch his wrist and pull it in front of me.

“I said no touching.” I admonish. Before I can drop it, he seizes the opportunity to grab my hand instead. 

“I was only trying to guide you, but you’re right this way is better so we don’t get separated.” 

“Right…” I probably should have put up more of a fight, but the crowd is double the size of last night's and we could easily lose each other. Not that I really believe his reason for wanting to hold my hand is so noble. I let it slide anyways.

We make small talk about movies and music as we venture through different stalls. Anytime he asks me a question I have to mentally prepare myself before answering. His intense gaze makes me apprehensive, it's like he’s enraptured by every word and I’m nervous if what I'm saying is even adequate. He hasn’t been judgemental yet, so I let his deep baritone put me at ease when he responds to something I’ve said. 

He pulls us to a stop in front of an ice cream shop claiming it's the best in town and we should get some. After ordering and him paying for both of ours, we head towards the other side to lean against the railing while we eat. He watches as I dig out a spoonful of the sweet treat to taste. My eyes go wide from the first bite. He wasn’t kidding about how good it is and he seemed proud of himself once I told him exactly that. 

After a few mouthfuls of his own, he silently gestures towards his cup asking if I’d like to try the flavor he had and I nod in agreement. He dips his spoon in and holds it to my mouth for me to try. I squint at it before making eye contact with him and before I can even get a word out he’s anticipated why I won't try it. 

“You’re not cheating on Michael by tasting my ice cream.”

“No, but I’m not trying to swap spit by sharing a spoon.” I decline, while gently pushing his arm towards his own face to eat it and he does so with a chuckle. 

He relents and allows me to try it with my own spoon. I, in turn, make him the same offer with my cup of ice cream. 

Instead, he takes his thumb and swipes it across the corner of my mouth before bringing it back to his own and sucking on the digit. 

“Pretty good.” He says casually.

I’m in shock as my whole body is set aflame from the intimate moment. He grants me a small mercy by not acknowledging how much it affected me. I proceed to eat the rest in silence knowing if I look him in the eye or, god forbid, try and have a conversation after that I’d be a stuttering mess. 

He takes the lead once more by throwing out our trash and grabbing my hand to help me off the railing. 

“Let’s check out a few pop up booths, there might be something there you like.” He says as he walks us in that direction. 

“Like clothes and stuff?” I ask. I haven’t really explored the boardwalk before so I don’t know much about what they have or the best places to shop. 

“Yeah, that’s usually where we pick something up if we need new clothes, that’s where Marko gets all his patches because they’re…cheap.”

“Do you even own a shirt?” I jest. “Because I’ve only ever seen you in just that jacket.”

He looks back at me with amusement in his eyes. 

“I do, but the clean up from a night out is much easier without one.” 

I give him a weary look and he tenses slightly like he said something he probably shouldn’t have. 

“Do I want to know what that means?” 

He shakes his head at me, “no, probably not.” 

“Let’s just keep the conversation light for now.” I suggest, hoping not to dive into anything too heavy. I’ve enjoyed the mostly chill atmosphere so far and hope it can stay that way. 

“Deal”, he says as he gives me a genuine smile as we continue on our way.

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i stare at the crash (it actually works) ✷

a cs55 written-smau series where . . .

carlos sainz signs with porsche after getting ditched by ferrari only to find himself in a heated rivalry with his teammate, the only female driver on the grid. oh, and did i mention she's also his ex-girlfriend?

pairing: carlos sainz x fem!porsche driver!reader

warnings: n/a

a/n: did ya'll know tumblr has a 1,000 block limit for every post? yeah, bc i just did. pain.

ᯓ★ PART THREE: THE GOOD OLD DAYS

twelve years ago . . .

Red Bull Racing HQ     •     May 2013

Y/N

Well that was an experience.

CARLOS

Told you it was hard, didn’t I?

Y/N

I never said being in the simulator was hard.

CARLOS

Err, what?

Y/N

I said it was an experience? I don't know what hard you're talking about because I actually had fun?

CARLOS

Boo. Liar.

Y/N

Yeah, right.

Y/N

Whatever fits your narrative, Sainz.

CARLOS

Thank you.

CARLOS

You know, Dan was looking for you earlier.

Y/N

Oh, shit. Right.

Y/N

Do you know where he is?

CARLOS

I think he left for the wind tunnel this morning.

Y/N

Oh, okay. Thanks!

CARLOS

That's it?

CARLOS

She really just left? No goodbyes?

CARLOS

Unbelievable woman.

RB DEVELOPMENT ENGINEER

Hey, Carlos. Have you seen Y/N?

CARLOS

She just left. Did not even say a word.

RB DEVELOPMENT ENGINEER

Oh, okay.

RB DEVELOPMENT ENGINEER

Tell her Dr. Marko wants her to come up to his office when she comes back.

CARLOS

What?

CARLOS

Why? Is she finally in trouble?

RB DEVELOPMENT ENGINEER

Trouble? Oh, no, silly man!

RB DEVELOPMENT ENGINEER

She just set the fastest lap time ever recorded on the sim today, that's why.

RBR HQ Training Facility   •     August 2013

Y/N

I feel like I’m not gonna come out of this alive.

CARLOS

It’s just a warm-up, Y/N. Stop overreacting.

Y/N

Eugh.

Y/N

I want to go home.

Y/N

Why are weights so fucking heavy anyway?

Y/N

Someone really needs to invent weights that aren’t heavy.

CARLOS

God, you’re one hopeless woman. 

Y/N

Damn right I am. Now can you please help me out with this thing?

Y/N

And stop staring at my ass.

CARLOS

Hey! I'm not!

Y/N

Yeah right. Just because I stare at yours doesn't mean you can do it too, ya know.

CARLOS

Huh?

CARLOS

Wait, what?!

Great Gelato    •     February 2014

Y/N

What's your target team? Like, the one you aim to drive for when you climb up to F1?

CARLOS

My target team? Hmm.

CARLOS

I don’t really know.

CARLOS

Probably Ferrari?

CARLOS

I mean, who doesn’t want to drive for Ferrari, right?

CARLOS

Yours?

Y/N

Same answer.

Y/N

Ferrari has just always been THE dream, you know.

Y/N

Ask a child to draw a car . . .

CARLOS

. . . and he certainly will color it red.

CARLOS

You know, maybe we’ll get to drive for them. In the future.

CARLOS

We might even become teammates. You and me in red jumpsuits and all that. 

Y/N

Oooh. That’s hot.

CARLOS

Agree.

Y/N

Someday.

CARLOS

Someday.

Red Bull Racing HQ     •     June 2014

CARLOS

Prom? Really, Y/N?

Y/N

Why are you laughing?

Y/N

You're making fun of my dreams.

Y/N

I'm hurt. 

CARLOS

No– I'm sorry! 

CARLOS

It's just that . . . I don't know.

CARLOS

Most people would answer an actual place, like Paris or something . . .

Y/N

Well, the question says, 'Where have you always dreamed of going?'. Doesn't necessarily mean I have to answer a country.

CARLOS

So you really want to go to prom?

Y/N

I mean, who doesn't? 

Y/N

I've seen my friends online post themselves going and having fun.

Y/N

I just think it's the ultimate teenage experience.

Y/N

Also, it's a great excuse to dress up and feel pretty.

Y/N

Hey, Carlos?

Y/N

Yoo-hoo!

Y/N

Why are you staring at me like that?

CARLOS

Ay, sorry.

CARLOS

It's nothing.

CARLOS

Are you free this Saturday?

Y/N

Err, I think so? We don't have training that day, right?

Y/N

Why?

CARLOS

Let's go to prom.

Y/L/N Residence   •  June 2014, 7:15 PM

Y/N

Oh my god, it's the dress, right?

Y/N

I knew it. Should've known white is a no from the get-go.

Y/N

Or is it the make-up?

Y/N

Too heavy?

Y/N

Hey, Carlos!

Y/N

Why aren't you answering me?

Y/N

Carlos?

Y/N

Okay, that's it. I'm going to change. 

Y/N

Give me three minutes.

CARLOS

No! Wait, Y/N!

CARLOS

There’s nothing wrong.

CARLOS

You're just . . .

CARLOS

Wow.

CARLOS

Pareces un ángel.

You look like an angel.

Y/N

Oh.

Y/N

Thank you. . .

Y/N

You look quite dashing yourself.

CARLOS

Gracias, mi señora.

Thank you, m'lady.

CARLOS

So, shall we?

Y/N

Yes!

Y/N

Damn. We're really gonna crash a prom tonight.

CARLOS

At least it's not cars we're crashing.

Y/N

Pfft. Haha.

Y/N

You're right.

Y/N

At least it's not a car!

Kent Hills Park School  •  June 2015, 9:23 PM

Y/N

No way.

Y/N

I really love this song.

CARLOS

I know, I know.

CARLOS

That's exactly why it's playing right now.

Y/N

Wait, don't tell me—

CARLOS

Yes. Yes I did.

Y/N

OH. Oh my god.

Y/N

What did you sacrifice? A tooth? A kidney? Your appendix?

CARLOS

Eh. Just five bucks, don't worry.

CARLOS 

Now, Y/N Y/L/N, can I have this dance?

I do my Sunday dreaming / And all my Sunday scheming / Every minute, every hour, every day

Y/N

This is the best I can do when it comes to ballroom dancing.

CARLOS

Don't worry, we're on the same page.

Y/N 

You know, all this slow swaying really is a nice shift from all the speed on track.

CARLOS

Yeah.

CARLOS

I'm actually starting to like it.

And my arms need someone / Someone to enfold / To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold

CARLOS

Hey, Y/N?

Y/N

Hmm?

CARLOS

This is going to sound crazy, but . . .

CARLOS

I want to be your Sunday.

CARLOS

Can I be your Sunday?

Y/N

Excuse me. . . my what?

CARLOS

Your Sunday kind of love.

Y/N

Eeeek.

Y/N

That’s so cheesy.

CARLOS

I'm being serious?

Y/N

Oof. Well. . .

Y/N

I guess you can be my Sunday.

Y/N

And Monday.

Y/N

And Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday and Friday and Saturday.

Y/N

Will that be okay?

CARLOS

So what, I'm going to be like an everyday kind of love?

Y/N

Yup. I guess you could say that.

Y/N

My everyday kind of love.

CARLOS

Tsk. And you're saying mine was cheesy?

Y/N

. . . .

CARLOS

Ay dios, you're blushing!

Y/N

I'm NOT blushing.

CARLOS

That's not what I'm seeing at the moment though . . .

CARLOS

What make-up brand do you use? It's really pigmented.

Y/N

Shut uppp.

CARLOS 

No, because it's sooo red. 

CARLOS

I kinda want one for myself too.

Y/N

Stop it, Sainz! Or else.

CARLOS

Or else what?

CARLOS

You're going to tape my mouth again?

CARLOS

We’re in a public high school. Where are you even gonna get tape? Inside the classrooms? What, you're gonna break in? Y/N, I don't know if you know but that's illeg—

Y/N

There you go.

Y/N

Oof. Carlos?

Y/N

Hello?

Y/N 

What, you're forever not gonna speak a word now?

CARLOS

. . . .

CARLOS

That’s definitely one way to shut me up.

Y/N

Yeah? Thought so.

Y/N

And hey, look! Now you're blushing too.

CARLOS

Haha. Couple goals?

I want a Sunday, Sunday / I want a Sunday kind of love / Oh, yeah / Sunday, Sunday, Sunday kind of love

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could u do something for the lost boys with a cute and innocent gf? maybe like cat valentine or sumthin

Ingénue

Pairing: Poly!Lost Boys x Innocent!Reader

TW: small mention of sexual innuendos, hints of possessive behavior.

You are the exact opposite of the group of vampires and they found the striking difference to be extremely attractive.

While they were clad in haunting dark colors and leather, you sported outfits that were decorated in floral patterns and pastel colors.

They were very surprised that you weren't apprehensive of them when you all met the first time.

You simply smiled sweetly with doe-like eyes and engaging in conversation with them without a care.

They knew that they had to keep you for themselves. That selfish need that consumed them prevented them from letting you go until you were offically theirs.

Your relationship with them turn heads when you all visit the boardwalk.

The image of a sweet girl spending time with a bunch of trouble-makers left many people thinking that the world was ending.

You are practically their bright and shining star that has blessed them with your love and sweetness.

Whenever a surfer nazi bothers you, they immediately are on the defensive.

Marko has no trouble starting a fight with them to get them to leave you alone.

You're theirs.

They love the sound of your voice, high-tuned that reminded them of bells.

You don't understand sexual innuendos and jokes and Dwayne slaps Paul when he tries to explain it.

David pretends he doesn't like your style and wants you to dress darker but it's only because he can't handle how delectable you look.

Dwayne has a silent yet expressive fascination with your outfits.

Whenever he would see you wearing ruffles and lace, he would quietly and gently grab the fabric and play with it with his fingers.

Paul loves the sound of your laugh and will constantly make jokes to hear it.

He also loves your expressive gestures because he does the same thing and the boys used to tease him about it.

Whenever Paul sees you dressed in bright colors, he playfully hisses and shields his eyes, yelling, "Too bright!"

Marko appreciates fashion, given that his jacket is handmade, he likes learning about your style.

Marko, the artist, has hundreds of sketches of you in your different outfits.

Every night is a new outfit, he never sees you wear the same one twice and teases if you have those specially delivered or something.

"No I made them! (^w^) ♡" You would say.

You created matching bead bracelets consisting of pastels and you all wear them. Despite, David complaining.

"Ew, what is this?" "A bracelet, I can take it back..." "No, it's mine, fuck off."

When you discover their secret, you were understanding, but had so many questions.

"Does garlic hurt? Does the sun kill you? Can you turn into a bat? Bats are so cute!!"

Your bond with them would be even tighter with them.

At times, your innocence triggers their vampiric instincts which they try desperately to control.

You're their mate, yet their instincts scream at them to pin you down and consume you in a primal urge to claim.

Best to stay away from them when they're starving or going through heat.

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Hi! I really like your stories and I saw that requests were open, may I ask for a David or Marko X fem reader where they use like vampire mind powers on her? Could be soft or angst

Totally fine if you're not comfortable with it!

Hi! Thank you for requesting (and sorry for the wait. I had to finish uo some chapters of Changes before i lost the inspiration). I hope you like this!💜

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I was not a risk taker. That much I knew. I'd never speed while driving, I'd never trust someone blindly. I'd never went into a test, knowing I hadn't studied well. I never left anything up to chance, always trusting my own gut instinct more than I did anyone else. I never did anything without calculating the outcome first. So no, I did not take risks.

And yet, here I was, going out on what must now be my twenty-somethingth date with him. The ultimate risk taker. Seriously, if anyone was taking risks, it was him. Marko just loved irking people on and pissing them off just to see what would happen. He loved riding his bike, jumping over gaps and chasms he could find, laughing it off if it almost went wrong. He loved the thrill of the chase, the adventure, the unknown - and somehow that led him to me. Or me to him, I wasn't sure.

As much as all these things terrified me, I liked him. How could I not after dating him for quite some time, hanging out almost nightly and going on official dates every once in a while. He was funny charming, caring - and of course excelling at terrifying the living shit out of me by doing some weird stunt.

"Trust me, you're going to be fine."

I raised an eyebrow, looking at him. "I don't think cliff diving is a good idea when it's day. You really want me to do it at night?"

I looked down from the cliff we were standing on, looking down at the roaring waves clashing against sharp stones.

"I am with you," he turned to me, giving me a soft smile as he took my hand, "what's the worst that could happen?"

"I'd die by hitting those rocks? Or I drown? I've even heard of someone getting paralysed by hitting the water wrong, so-"

"I won't let that happen to you."

I rolled my eyes as i saw how much he struggled to not laugh. "I'm being serious, Marko! I don't think it's smart-"

"When is the last time you left things to chance?"

I shrugged, sitting down and letting my legs hang over the edge. "Can't remember."

"Must be stressful."

Marko sat down next to me.

"I don't know, it's what I'm used to. I'm just - I'm not a risk taker, you know?"

He chuckled, pulling me close. "I know. But I need you to trust me, just this once."

"I don't want to dive."

"I never said anything about diving, you concluded that when we got here."

"You never denied it either!"

He smirked, causing me to sigh as I looked at him. Still, I was curious. "Then what are we here to do?"

"Fly."

I laughed, shaking my head. "You have lost it."

"Come on, you'll love it!"

"Humans can't fly!"

"You know I'm not. And I know you want to. You said it yourself when I asked you about superpowers."

"Yeah, but that was hypothetical. Not real..." I trailed off, not looking at him. He sighed, standing up, offering his hand to me.

"I won't fly off the cliff, but I am going to take you flying."

"But what if-"

"Babe, look at me," Marko stared into my eyes, and I felt a sudden calm wash over me. "You are perfectly safe. You're going to be fine. Do you trust me?"

I blinked as I realised what he was doing. Mind control. And yet, that last question wasn't him controlling me, I realised. It was him asking permission. I nodded slowly, still feeling uncertain, but trusting him regardless.

Marko smiled, hugging me close before I felt the ground disappear from beneath my feet. I closed my eyes, too scared to look, but as Marko had promised, I felt perfectly safe.

"You can open your eyes, you know."

With an uncertain smile I did, looking at him and then at the sky around us. We weren't flying too high, only about six feet. If I fell, I would probably only be a little bruised - but I'd be fine. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I nodded softly, adjusting my grip. Marko chuckled, landing slowly.

"That wasn't that bad, was it?"

I shook my head, hugging him tightly. "I just don't like taking leaps of faith."

"Babe," Marko looked at me, "why would you say that in such an apologetic tone? I don't fucking care. You teach me to become a little more careful, I teach you to become more care free-"

"Have I made you more careful?"

"You'd have a heart attack if you'd seen how I drove before meeting you."

I looked at him wide eyed. "I already have to fight a heart attack with how you drive!"

"Imagine," he said, giving me a kiss on my forehead as we walked back to his bike, "How bad it was before."

[alovesongshewrote]

Baby Girl | The Lost Boys x Reader HCs

Plot:  ya call the boys baby girl. just to see what happens. [The Lost Boys x GN!Reader]

Word count:  1420 (nice)

Warnings:  implied horniness???? it's not that bad, it's just paul being a dingus

A/N: again, holy fuck i can't believe i wrote this. even more holy fuck, somehow, this isn't the stupidest thing i've ever written, and the most holy fuck, i think i might do one of these for every fandom i write for. wish me fuckin luck babes.

Marko

Marko finds it hilarious 

You saunter up to him on the boardwalk

Full of confidence and mischief 

You throw an arm around his shoulders 

Lean your weight on him

And you say

“Ok, where are we going, baby girl?”

Yeah, you don’t end up going anywhere, because he starts wheezing 

He just wasn’t expecting it, it caught him off guard

And then you have to stand there for five minutes while he laughs so hard he fails at standing

Boy is on his KNEES losing it at “baby girl”

And you’re just standing over him for a few minutes, ginning like a madman until you kneel down next to him

And holding back your own laughter

You say

“What’s wrong, baby girl?”

And he just falls over

And at that point you also fall over 

And both of you are just cackling at this dumb shit

It’s attracting attention, but neither of you care

Eventually the rest of the boys come back to find you and marko just

On the ground

Dying

And david straight up turns around and walks the other way

It’s great, it’s fantastic

You and marko call each other “baby girl” for at least a week

And you both die laughing every single time

Everyone else hates you but it’s so fucking worth it

Paul

He also finds it hilarious, but like

Slightly to the left

The two of you are also on the boardwalk 

Vibing

Waiting for everyone else to show up

And you’re sitting on one of the rails while he stands like, kind of in front of you?

And he gets distracted by something

As he does with startling frequency 

And you watch him for a few minutes

Admiring him

But eventually, you get bored with that, so you kinda 

Kick him

A little bit

Not hard 

It’s not enough to hurt him

(if you can even do that)

But it’s enough to get his attention 

He looks at you

And his eyes get really big and sad, like he’s silently asking, “Why did you kick me?”

Or alternatively, “YOU KICK PAUL?  YOU KICK HIS BODY LIKE THE FOOTBALL?  JAIL FOR Y/N, JAIL FOR ONE THOUSAND YEARS”

Either way, you power through it

And you go

“Whatcha lookin at, baby girl?”

And this boy just

Lights Up

The sad puppy eyes are Dropped 

And They Are Replaced With The Horny Eyes.

He just

Leans into you

As he looks at you, scanning you up and down

His gaze is piercing and uhhh

It looks like he wants to Eat You.

And goes

“baby girl, huh?”

And you’re like

“Yeah, baby girl.  And you didn’t answer my question.”

Which like

You say it

And you are Aware that you are Playing With Fire

But fuck, the fire is fun to play with

And you won’t complain about getting burned 

So

When he takes another step towards you and like

Smacks a hand down on your leg

You just lean in further and go

“Are you gonna answer me, baby girl?”

Yeah, you get bit

On the neck

You fucked around and found out

You leaned in too far and you got bit

These boys, i swear, they’re animals 

Just fuckin biting

It’s a gentle bite tho

Soft

Teasing 

And when he pulls back he goes

“Doesn’t matter, baby.  All I can see now is you.”

And it’s so fuckin cute that you almost fall off the rail you’re sitting on

Anyway, yeah, you and paul also call each other “baby girl” for a week, but the context is Different 

Dwayne

Dwayne has a relatively simple reaction

The two of you are vibin in the cave

It’s dark outside 

So everyone else is out

And the two of you are alone

And he’s minding his own business

Lounging around a bit 

Reading a book 

And you

You are Bored

And you’re in the mood to cause problems on purpose, so

You slide in

Lean over him

And you watch him for a second

Tilting your head every now and then like a confused puppy

He ignores you

And after a few minutes of standing there, a plot comes to your wicked little mind

You lean in even closer

And you go

“Hey baby girl, whatcha reading?”

And he just

Looks at you 

For a second

Maybe he blinks once or twice

And you don’t budge, you’re just sitting there grinning at him

In silence

And then suddenly 

In the blink of an eye

He pulls you down onto him and into his arms

You quickly find yourself resting on top of him 

Using his chest as a pillow 

And this man

Does Not Wear A Shirt

So that’s fun for you

Anyway, he takes the book and just

Holds it above the two of you 

So that you can both read it

And he says

“Look for yourself, baby girl”

Which if you ask me, is the fuckin Height Of Romance, but you didn’t ask me, and that’s okay

Anyway, yeah, it’s cute

Fuckin

Adorable shit

David

Anyway, time for david

David is

Confused

By his baby girlification 

Like

He’s not mad, he doesn’t expect it

(Kinda like marko, but he doesn't laugh, he just sorta sits there)

It takes him a second to process, because the second the word “baby girl” leaves your mouth and floats his way, he blue screens

Like

David.exe is not working

The first time you do it, you’re in the cave with everyone else

And he’s sitting in his wheelchair, staring off into the distance like the brooding vampire man that he is

And you lean over him and go

“Whatcha thinkin about, baby girl?”

And he just goes

“What?”

And like

I don’t think you can actually say that he says what

It’s more like he breathes it out while his eyebrows furrow together and he shoots you the most confused look you have ever seen on his face

In part, he’s unsure that you’re talking to him

And in another part, you usually use more

Idk

Standard?  Pet Names? 

Darling, maybe sweetheart 

And he wouldn’t necessarily be opposed to weird pet names, it’s just that one time on the boardwalk you heard him call a potential meal “kitten” and you didn’t stop meowing at him for three months

So yeah, he didn’t see that one coming

It doesn’t help that the rest of the boys are there at the time, and you, marko, and paul just start chanting the word “baby girl” over and over again

Side note, i think the boys may have a thing for chants

Anyway

The next time you call him baby girl, he you catch him off guard with your sheer boldness 

It’s not the “baby girl” itself, it’s the words that accompany it

See, he’s drinking something 

Water, blood, whatever

He’s drinking it

And you look over at him and you just go

“Damn, you’re pretty thirsty tonight, huh baby girl?  We’ll just have to do something about that.”

And your tone is like, half joking, but that doesn’t matter, he still chokes on his drink

He coughs for like

A Good Few Minutes

And in those minutes you go from laughing at him, to panicking and patting him on the back

Congrats to you btw, you almost killed known horror icon david lost boys

Good for you

Anyway, he survives, which is good

Bc idk how forgiving the other boys would be of you committing manslaughter (vampire slaughter?) against david

(tbh, they’d probably be pretty forgiving given the sheer hilarity of the situation)

BUT HE LIVES, AND I DIGRESS 

The next time you call him baby girl is in front of max

And like

This is peak 0 brain cell behaviour for you, because you straight up aren’t even thinking about it

You see david in the video store

You walk into the video store

You don’t realize he is in the Middle Of Talking To His Dad

“Dad”

And you go

“Hey baby girl”

And then you wander off to the horror section 

Just

No thots given 

You don’t even notice david and max staring after you

You’re too busy looking at a copy of texas chainsaw massacre 2

And when they turn back to face each other it is literally that one meme

“David, why does (Y/N) call you baby girl?”

“Maybe we should stop talking for a while”

Overall 

David doesn’t mind it, it just fucking surprises him every gd time

You’d think he’d get used to it but nope

It always gets him

[remuslupinbutcooler]

Puppy love…

Chapter two!!

You left your house , almost as soon as the sun went down. You wanted to stay with Star and her brothers all night, you didn’t want to have to run off or leave because they had to sleep.

It was weird, their sleep schedule. Wake up as the sun went down and be in bed by time the moon was going down. The real teenage stereotype.

You soon reached the boardwalk, the salt filled air drifting among you almost clawing at you and forcing you to slow your pace down. The wind kept hold of your dark sage skirt, practically forcing it to lay against your thighs. Atleast it wasn’t blowing it upwards. Your hands lay over torso, folded over each other. Your favourite shirt lay over your body ; it wasn’t tight or baggy either. It fit perfectly, it held your frame perfectly and made you feel comfortable. Your hand moved against the fabric of your comfort, you often self soothed . Especially at night. The missing kids posters that held Santa Carla evoked this all too familiar feeling of fear.

“ Y/N..!” You were soon pulled from whatever thoughts held your mind and pulled into the soft warmth of Star. The scent of coconut incense flooded your senses and filled your body with energy.

“Hey..” You smiled before holding her hand in yours.

“The Boys really wanna meet you..!” She giggled before walking behind you, her hands grasping onto your shoulders and pushing you forwards to face the boys.

You stood there , waiting for them to acknowledge you. They didn’t. It took about 15 minutes for them to acknowledge your existence.

The tallest blonde had his younger brother in a headlock , hearty laughter escaping his lips while his other hand was pressed into his brothers locks of dirty blonde.

The other three stood watching , Michaels eyes were practically glued to you and Star. A small smile pressed onto his face. His eyes were more glued to Star than you, it had been apparent to you and almost everyone you knew that Michael and Star were lovers. They had no shame in hiding it either. The leader , you assumed this because he usually commanded his brothers and star , stood facing away . A cigarette placed in his hand , his grip hard and unforgiving. The last of three stood tall, relaxed almost by the sigh. As if it was normal for this behaviour.

Laddie was the first to notice , giggling before you and jumping for you to hold him. Only then did the Boys notice you.

“ Paul..Marko!!“ The lead of group quickly turned before smacking his brothers on the back of their heads, earning small whines from each. He took a small breath from his cigarette before putting out on the wall beside him. His eyes lay on you, going over every corner of your face. You giggled at his actions before turning back to Laddie.

“Y/N.. right?” The one who you assumed to be Marko quickly stood up , fixing his posture and clothes before scratching the back of his neck. His cheeks a small pink colour.

“Mhm..!” Star spoke for you, “ are we all going to just stand here or can we go?” her head lay on your shoulder , her arms still on you but now further down. Resting comfortably on your hips.

The boys nodded in agreement before they turned to you. They had all gotten on their bikes , their usual set up in place ; Laddie with the dark haired one, Star with Michael and the others by themselves.

“So mamas.. who’s it gonna be ?” Your eyes landed on the one saying this, you barely knew these guys and they’d already began calling you names . The words belonged the long haired blonde from before , the one who had his brother in a headlock. Paul. He laughed before patting his seat.

“Who’s the safest?” You tilted your head while questioning. You often did this ; expressing your feelings through actions almost puppy like.

“Well.. I am Doll..” The leader spoke up,his eyes narrowed slightly.

“Dude…” The smallest of the three whined before facing the ground . This must be Marko.

You nodded before climbing onto the bike , placing your hands comfortably against the males torso. His hands moved to yours, pulling you around him more .

~~~~~~~~time skip brought to you by me getting distracted~~~~~~~~~

You soon hopped off the bike, your hand soon met with Stars. Her and Laddie running ahead and dragging you along with them, this act alone made small giggles escape your lips . Filling the air around you.

“Home sweet home..!” Paul laughed before making his way around the cave, lighting the torches around causing the cave to glow with homey light.

Star pushed you onto the nearest coach before running to grab Michael, leaving you alone. Laddie had ran amongst star , his young mindset causing him to follow his sister.

“So…” You were soon accompanied by Marko. His boyish smile causing your eyes to stop and focus on him. His hand had soon snaked its way onto the coach behind you, your head now resting against his arm and not the dark coloured coach behind you. “ We finally get to meet..” He said this as though meeting you was the best thing in the world , as thought it meant the world to him that you met him.

“Y-yeah…” You giggled before turning your entire body to face him, this act alone caused Marko squirm beneath your gaze. He used his other hand to cover his face, a pink tint glazing over his face.

Paul soon pushed Marko away, sliding inbetween you two. He was much less soft about how he presented his self.

“So Y/N.. is your boyfriend gonna freak when he-“

“he’s not my boyfriend Paul..”

“oh. Is he still gonna freak ?”

You shrugged before turning away, too embarrassed to talk more .

“Shit..Sorry I didn’t mean to-“

You shook your head , words unable to form.

“Paul.. dude you totally-“

“Boys , why don’t you both go grab food ?” The leader soon stood before you , his eyes focused more on you than his brothers , the boys scurried off while their brother crouched before you. “ You ok?”

“Mhm.. thanks..”

“David.. You can call me David” His hand soon found yours, his leather glove gracing against your bare skin.

“Thank you..David…”

“Anytime Doll, those two idiots should know better than to poke around people’s personal business..” You nodded , appreciating what the male was saying .

“FOOOD TIMEEE!!” The terror twins laughed before walking around , planting food before everyone . You noticed Star and Michael had left .

“Where did Star go?” You whispered to Marko, who was now planted next to you again.David had got up and sat in his usual spot, the wheelchair.

“oh. her and Michael probably snuck off somewhere..” He rolled his eyes before filling his mouth with rice . “ you not hungry or something?”

You shook your head before handing over your food to Marko, his hand soon cupped your thigh . His thumb moving up and down in a soothing manner . You didn’t argue against this act , you didn’t want you. It was comforting.

“They’ll be back.. they usually go somewhere and then they’re back before the sun rises..” He smiled at you before tossing the food down onto the floor. “are you staying cause we can stay up with you if want ? just to make sure Stars ok?”

“I’m not sure , I was gonna see what Star thought .. Is Laddie around ?”

“He’s sleeping.” Paul was behind you both now, his head resting comfortably on Markos shoulder . His eyes glued on your lips . “ We could help you decide if you wanted..”

If only this decision wasn’t life ending…

[britany1997]

Sorry bout the ask on main ignore it! (Pixie)

But had an idea about Dwayne and Paul sharing an S/O and how differently the two treat and go about doing things with their S/O.

Like maybe how Dwayne prefers to stay cuddled up and read a book with them while Paul likes to go bike racing with them like an adrenaline type deal?

Sharing is Caring

You mean my literal dream???? Yes of course I can write this for you friend!!!

Dwayne x GN Reader x Paul

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You ran your hand along the French literature before standing on your tip toes and plucking a book from the top of the tallest shelf.

You weaved through the many shelves in the store looking for your book worm boyfriend. After what felt like hours you found him sitting on the floor, book in hand, in the Russian lit section.

“What’s that, a cinderblock?” You said looking at the enormous novel in his hand. He flashed you the cover, War and Peace.

“You’ve got to be kidding,” you groaned, “that’s your recommendation for me???”

He wrinkled his nose, “what? It’s a great book,” he said defensively. “You’ll love prince Andrei, he’s um…what’s that thing you always say?”

“I’ll desire him carnally?” You asked.

He rolled his eyes, “yeah,”

You raised your eyebrows, “you have my attention,” you told him as you reached for the book.

He grabbed your hand instead and pulled you down gently for a kiss, “do you desire me carnally?” He asked as he pulled away.

You smirked, “you know the answer to that question.”

He smiled back, “yeah, but I like hearing you say it,” he told you winking.

“Shut up,” you said, giggling, “do you want the one I picked for you?”

“Yes please,” he said standing to his feet and handing you the book. You pretended to crumble at the weight of it. He shook his head and smiled

“You’re real cute ya know that?” He asked.

You smiled and shrugged, “yeah I know,” you told him. You handed him the novel you’d picked.

“The Stranger,” he read, “haven’t read this one before.”

“It’s incredible,” you told him, “a total wild ride from start to finish. You’ll love it.”

“Looks interesting,” he said, reading the synopsis on the back, “and short,” he observed.

“Yeah you’re welcome,” you told him pointedly.

“You got like ten more of these I can read while you get through yours?” He asked while slinging an arm around your shoulders.

“Ha ha,” you said humorlessly.

He chuckled and checked his watch.

“hmm,” he hummed, “we gotta check out and go. I know someone who’s probably dying to get his hands on you right about now.” He told you.

“Yeah literally,” you snorted, “can’t keep him waiting or he’ll be pouting all night.”

“Yikes,” Dwayne said, “let’s hurry.”

One hand held your book, the other held Dwayne’s as the two of you walked along the boardwalk. You sighed happily as you took in the sights around you.

Though your peaceful state was shattered abruptly when you were picked up and spun around out of nowhere.

“Sugar!” Paul exclaimed, a huge smile stretched across his face, “been missing you all night!” He told you as he pulled you against his chest and nuzzled your cheek with his.

You laughed and wrapped your arms around him, returning his embrace, “I missed you too Paulie,” you told him, handing your book to Dwayne.

“Not as much as I missed you babe, trust me.” He said as he kept you wrapped in his arms, “David is sooo boring, I thought I was gonna lose my mind,” he whispered into your ear.

“Get this,” he told you, “he’s been following this one brunette guy around the boardwalk like a lost puppy dog. Me and Marko have been gettin’ second hand embarrassment all night long!”

“Marko and I,” you corrected.

“No babe you’ve been with Dwayne all night,” he said giving you a look, “you’re so silly,” he said.

You cocked your head to the side and smiled at him. You leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

He gasped and his hand shot up to touch his cheek as a dopey grin spread across his face. “I’ll never wash this cheek again,” he told you dreamily.

“Please do,” you said.

“Ok babe I will, but only if you give me a new kiss every time this one fades away, deal?” He bargained.

“Deal,” you said reaching out your hand to shake his.

He laughed, “yeah hello my name’s Paul,” he told you, “apparently we’ve never met before,” he said rolling his eyes as he grabbed your hand. He threw it over his shoulder before putting his other hand on your back and pulling you in for a steamy kiss.

“You’re just gonna go full tongue in the middle of the boardwalk,” Dwayne asked.

“Oops forgot you were there,” Paul said sheepishly.

Dwayne shot him a look.

“Don’t be jealous handsome,” Paul said before pecking Dwayne’s lips.

“What, no tongue for him?” You asked jokingly.

Dwayne snorted and Paul shot you a wide smile, “later babe, for you and him both,” he said winking.

Dwayne hummed, “better not keep them out too late then,” he murmured as he ran his hand down your arm until he was holding your hand.

You blushed as he brought your hand to his lips and kissed it.

Paul rolled his eyes.

“Will you make the tea I like first? When we get back to the cave?” You asked him

“Of course,” he assured you smiling, “I’ll have it ready for you when you get back.”

Paul cleared his throat.

“Whose jealous now?” You teased.

“Yeah, yeah,” he pouted.

“Want me to make you a cup of tea too?” Dwayne asked him.

“Yeah right,” Paul said, “I wanna come home to a bourbon on the rocks,”

You and Dwayne both shot him confused looks.

Paul sighed, “ok fine, I want hot chocolate” he mumbled.

“With marshmallows?” Dwayne asked.

“Obviously,” Paul said, “what am I an animal?”

Dwayne rolled his eyes, “ok great, I’ll make sure to have those for you when you both get home.”

“Thank you baby,” you said, smiling.

He flashed you one of his own, “of course,” he replied leaning down to kiss your cheek.

“Be good,” he told you, before kissing Paul’s cheek.

“No promises,” Paul said smiling sinisterly.

You laughed, “we’ll try.”

Dwayne chuckled and waved as he walked over to Marko and David who were both revving their engines.

Paul watched as Dwayne peeled off with the other boys, before turning back to you.

“Ready?” He asked.

You inhaled deeply, “as I’ll ever be,” you told him.

He smiled pulling you towards his bike and handing you a helmet “then let’s ride,” he said, grinning devilishly.

White knuckled, you gripped Paul’s abdomen, holding on as tightly as you could. He whooped and hollered as he sped down the beach on his bike, kicking up sand as he rode.

“Be careful!” You said, your voice shaking as you bounced on the back of the bike.

“Don’t worry babe I gotcha, I’d never let you fall sugar.” He reassured you, “feel free to hold on tighter if you scared though! I won’t mind if you squeeze a little,” he said looking over his shoulder to wink at you.

“Watch the road! Watch the road!” You said frantically.

“What road?” He laughed, “there’s nothing but sand for miles baby, don’t worry.”

You nuzzled your cheek into his back as you readjusted your grip around his waist. As much as it made you nervous sometimes, riding with Paul was always one of the highlights of your night.

You squealed and laughed as he took a sharp left into the forest, taking you home to the cave. Adrenaline tingled through your entire body as he made the familiar jump over the fallen tree blocking your route. You smiled as you held onto him tightly, knowing he liked to show off for you, but he’d never let you fall.

Paul parked his bike and dismounted before picking you up in his arms.

“Hey!” You said laughing, “I can walk by myself you know.”

“I know babe,” he told you, “but I love holding you! What’s the point of vampire strength if you can’t use it?? ‘s like holding a feather.” He said as he peppered sloppy kisses all over your face.

You both shimmied down into the cave where Dwayne was waiting for you with a mug in each hand. Paul raced over to where he was on the couch and took one, sitting down next to him and kissing his cheek.

You sat down in Dwayne’s lap as he handed you the other mug and slipped his arm around your waist, pulling you close.

Paul gently repositioned your legs so they were laying across his lap, “Have fun?” Dwayne asked.

“Mhm,” you hummed as you laid your head against his chest, “Paul’s the fastest boy I know,”

“Not when it matters,” Paul said winking.

You laughed as Dwayne rolled his eyes.

You listened as Paul recounted the details of your joyride to Dwayne (with lots of added embellishment of course), by the end of his story your drinks were long finished and your mugs discarded.

“So,” you said, “what do you guys wanna do now?”

Both boys turned and shot you matching smirks.

“That’s what I thought,” you said laughing as Dwayne carried you to your nest, with Paul following closely behind.

🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

@pixielostboy @6lostgirl6 @misslavenderlady @anna1306 @ghoulgeousimmaculate @solobagginses @burnbookarilostgirl16 @its-freaking-bats

[starlahuskyz]

Nightmare

Summary: The boys help to reassure Laddie after he has a nightmare.

Just a lil drabble I put together, nothing special. Just wanted to write the boys being a family.

TW//none

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The boys had been hanging out in their cave, simply enjoying each other’s company for the time being until the sun rose. Dwayne, Marko, and Paul were playing crazy eight with each other while David sat on his wheelchair drinking liquor. Marko gets up furiously and yells “Bullshit! I should’ve won that!”. Marko threw his cards at Paul after losing once again, meanwhile Paul laughed like a hyena at his friend’s anger. “You just gotta get better, bud.” Paul smirked at him smugly which resulted in him getting tackled by the small vampire.

Dwayne watched as they rolled around on the floor for a few minutes. That is until he heard a sound, a quiet yet distinct noise that was all too familiar with him. “Shut up, both of you!” Marko and Paul both stopped. “Listen…” after everyone listened they all heard the same sound Dwayne was hearing. David spoke up “Dwayne, I think your boy is having a nightmare again.” 

Dwayne beelines to where his boy was sleeping to go and check on him, Marko and Paul follow closely behind. Dwayne pulled back the curtains to see the boy whimpering and mumbling incoherently in his sleep. He knelt onto the floor next to Laddie while Paul climbed over the bed to stand on the opposite side and Marko simply sat at the foot of the bed. With the lightest touch, Dwayne tapped his shoulder trying to wake him up. But it didn’t quite work as Laddie was seemingly getting more upset, so Paul tried to wake him up by grasping his shoulder and gently shaking him. Bad move. 

Laddie woke with a horrible fright and screamed at the sight of the vampires surrounding him, making Paul pull away from him and Marko threw himself off the bed landing ungracefully on the ground. Dwayne didn’t move and simply planted himself on the edge of the bed trying to calm him down, it took some time but it worked in getting Laddie into a calmer state.

“It was just a nightmare, Laddie. You’re fine. Sorry that your brother doesn’t know how to be nice when waking you up.” Dwayne stared daggers into Paul making him scared. “Are you feeling okay?” Dwayne smoothed Laddie’s hair and watched as the boy looked around him once again. Seemingly overwhelmed by emotions, Laddie just started crying. Dwayne pulled him into his arms and crooned words into his ear while Paul and Marko moved to sit with them. David walks in on the scene and interrupts “What the hell is going on here?” 

“He had a nightmare, that’s all.” Dwayne responded looking at David but not letting go of Laddie. David scoffs “Really? Must’ve been one hell of a nightmare because I’ve never heard him scream like that. I actually felt concerned.” He sat in a woven chair that was next to the bed. Marko spoke up “He kinda has a point Dwayne.” Everyone knew that Laddie had nightmares, but it’s never been this bad before. They all waited for Laddie to finally stop crying, once he did, Dwayne asked a question “What were you dreaming about? How bad was it?” Laddie looked down at his hands and said “I don’t wanna talk about it, you guys would probably hate me.” 

The boys all collectively looked at each other confused, Paul then asked “Buddy how could you possibly think that?” He just hid his face in Dwayne’s chest trying not to look them in the eye. Dwayne grabbed his chin and made him face him. “You can be honest with us, there’s nothing you could possibly say that’ll make us ever change our minds about you. We all love you, even David.” David rolled his eyes and crossed his arms annoyed. Laddie thought for a moment before making a decision. “Well, I had dreamt that you guys were gonna try to eat me, that’s why when I saw you guys I screamed.” He rested his forehead against Dwayne’s shoulder. The boys were all surprised until David let out a laugh and stood up from the chair. He climbed onto the bed next to Marko to look Laddie in the face. “Let me ask you this, if we wanted to eat you, don’t you think we would’ve done that by now?” Laddie peeked a look at David and said “I guess…” David gave a smile, “So there is no need to worry. You’re one of us Laddie, and we treat each other like family. That includes you.” David reached over and ruffled his hair making him giggle. Marko pipes up “Yeah, even when we do hurt each other, it’s out of love. If that weren’t the case, Paul wouldn’t be here right now.” Paul tackled Marko gently and started nipping at his neck. Dwayne gave Laddie an almost bone crushing hug just to prove his point. “I don’t care how many times we have to say it, but we love you little man. And one day, you’ll be just like us.” Laddie’s face lit up and he clung onto Dwayne as the terror twins continued to fight and ended up getting David involved somehow.

The night ended with all the boys in a cuddle pile keeping their little one company. They may be a bunch of scary vampires, but they still show love for each other when needed.

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[jinna-aka-ninja]

Calling of the Souls ~ Poly!LostBoys X Fem!Reader Part 8

Word Count: 2,222

A/N: Okay so I kind of dropped the ball lately, sorry guys. I swear I was going to write on my last days off but a huge storm hit and knocked out the entire towns power, then a giant tree fell in my backyard and crushed one of the cars. It's been a mess. But i'm here! On with the program!

How could this guy be so utterly shameless? Y/N was fuming. Her eyes narrowed at Tyr as she felt Marko’s grip around her waist tighten.

Tyr was testing them. Having said such a thing surrounded by humans on the boardwalk, with her in the arms of a vampire, he wanted to know what they would do to her had they known that she knew without it having been them who had told her.

“You know if you hurt her then I’ll have to fight you, right?” Tyr asked, wanting to make it very clear they would not have the chance to harm her before he got involved.

“We wouldn’t hurt her, you on the other hand, we wouldn’t mind hurting.” David growled the words out in warning.

Dwayne had finally looked to Tyr when he had made it known that Y/N knew. Then he looked back at her, “You’re not scared.” He commented, a little surprised, “You do look angry though.”

“You’re damn right I’m angry! Tyr! I wanted to tell them!” Y/N said to him though thanks to the ever growing tightness of the grip Marko had on her waist she had finally started to wiggle her way out of his grasp.

Marko didn’t seem happy with that attempt though. His eyes snapping to her, “Where are you going?” He asked, feeling wary that she was going to head back to Tyr and stay away from them.

“I’m bruising.” Y/N said to him calmly now because she knew that snapping at these four would be entirely uncalled for. At the admission, Marko loosened his grip but had not let go of her completely.

“Now you can stay.” He said as if it was the most understandable thing. If she was no longer bruising from his grasp then she could stay in his arms. Y/N huffed but didn’t fight it any more.

“This is not nearly as fun as I wanted it to be.” Tyr groaned as he watched them practically group around Y/N as if trying to protect her. “Maybe we can play hide and seek?”

At the mention of the game Y/N’s eyes grew wide, “Tyr, don’t you dare! I mean it! If you do it I’ll be really really mad!” She warned him making the demon slump his shoulders in defeat. She was already on edge thanks to his actions and words and if he pushed it too far then he knew she would be upset.

Hide and Seek was one of Y/N’s favourite games to play when she was younger. With a snap of his fingers, Tyr made himself vanish and she had to find him through whichever place they chose to be their playground of sorts. When he had mentioned it now, Y/N knew Tyr would have made herself disappear to see how long it would take them to find her. “You’re no fun. It’s your favourite game. I thought you liked being chased.”

“This is not the time to play games.” Y/N said to him glad that he had not attempted to go through with it. “Please, Tyr really is just a friend. I promise.” She assured the guys who looked at her curiously now as realization had seemed to set in.

“Why in the world would you willingly go into a vampires den?” Dwayne asked her. It was one of the dumbest things he could think of. It was dangerous, what if they had not been her mates? Would she still have done such a thing? Did she know of mates?

Tyr laughed when the question had been asked; mostly he was wondering the same thing. Y/N was strong, but she didn’t know how to unlock that power in its full extent yet. With the amount of time they had known each other Tyr had tried to help her learn to control her abilities, it just felt like something was holding her back. Maybe it was humanity. So it really had been stupid of her to go into a vampires nest. Mates or no mates, it was stupid.

Y/N couldn’t help but feel that everyone was looking at her like she was an idiot making her bristle with indignation under their gazes. “I knew you would not hurt me.”

Paul grinned from ear to ear and swiftly took her from Marko’s grasp into a hug, “Of course we would not hurt you! You’re our girl! But you have to drink from the bottle okay?”

“No!” Y/N said a little too frantically making the four vampires stiffen. She clearly knew what was in the bottle now.

“You won’t even taste it, I promise!” Paul said thinking that maybe this was the reason she didn’t want to drink the bottle. Who would really willingly drink unknown blood? “Or... is it because you would rather drink ours?”

“I’m not going to drink any blood.” She said quietly looking around since they were still somewhere too public, and yet Tyr didn’t seem to want to leave the public setting. Clearly he was still too exhausted to fight them willingly and wanted to be able to have a backup plan.

This was not something that failed to be noticed by Y/N. This man was still far too tired and needed rest and yet here he was trying to stir trouble. It was like he wanted to cause strife between the boys and Y/N. It made sense, Tyr hated anything without a soul as he put it, or with ‘dead souls’.

David, Paul, Marko and Dwayne were consumed. She knew what they were, she knew that they would not age and yet she would refuse to drink their blood?

“Since Tyr seems to believe that there is no need for us to keep secrets then I might as well say that I am not exactly human either.” Y/N spoke up feeling odd at saying such a thing out loud. It had been practically taboo of her to mention this.

Y/N wasn’t wrong because the moment she said these words Tyr acted and took a hold of her wrist and quickly pulled her away from them all the while muttering to her about how she was throwing her life away by saying that out loud. “You cannot say that out loud ever again!” Tyr said to her, “You are human, okay? If anyone asks, you are human.”

“Why can’t I say that I’m a demon like you?” Y/N asked Tyr turning around seeing the four vampires hot on their tail. They were not about to let them get away. Not after hearing her say those words. They wanted answers and they had to get them one way or another. “Tyr, they are my soulmates. They will not do something to me. I don’t think I have any need to keep myself hidden from them.”

“You have to stay hidden from everyone. You know the importance of it.” Tyr reminded Y/N but she didn’t know! He had never told her the details of it all. From the very moment that she was able to comprehend she wasn’t human he never told her why it was so important for her to never say it out loud.

“You’re keeping secrets from me, aren’t you?” Y/N asked him as she tried to tug her wrist out of his.

 They had managed to get somewhere secluded and that was when the boys struck. Dwayne pulled Y/N into his arms, holding her close as if he was trying to shield her from the world using his body.

David had grabbed Tyr from the collar of his coat and shoved him against a nearby wall. “You will not take her from us. Do you understand? She does not belong to you, so don’t you dare drag her away.”

The words sounded almost sweet... for a moment but Y/N didn’t fail to notice that David didn’t say that she didn’t belong to anyone. “David let him go!” Y/N demanded trying to pull herself from Dwayne’s grasp but he only held onto her tighter so she couldn’t get out.

“Stop, he needs to show him he cannot just take you from us.” Dwayne spoke quietly into her ear. Y/N felt a shiver go down her spine from how deep his voice had gotten when he whispered into her ear like that.

“But he cannot hurt him!” Y/N said to Dwayne, “Please Dwayne, he’s my best friend. Please.” She pled to the vampire hoping that he would understand how much Tyr meant to her.

“Tch. David. Don’t hurt him.” Dwayne said out to David who rolled his eyes in response.

David growled and released Tyr who didn’t seem in the least bit scared of David, “Don’t you touch me Vampire. You don’t understand the troubles that can come if you know more than you should. I spent nearly her entire life keeping her life safe. Making sure that she would never feel the hurt that could come if anyone were to know. I won’t let you ruin it because of some soulmate bond. She’s like family to me, and I will protect her with my life until I take my last breath.” Tyr growled to him as the area around them seemingly started to grow darker and darker. Tyr was growing angry and draining the area around them of light to fuel him enough to fight for a short while if he needed to.

This was becoming far too dangerous. I was worried and didn’t know who I was more worried about at this point. The boys were strong but so was Try, I just didn’t ever want to find out who would get hurt the worst if a fight did manage to break out between them.

“Tyr, David, Marko, Paul...” I said seeing the other two vampires starting to move in closer to Tyr like a pack closing in on their target. “We can work this out peacefully. Let’s just talk it out, okay? Things will be better for all of us if we just put aside our anger and worked it out in a way we can talk about why it’s upsetting us so much. I know there are secrets that we all have but the sooner its worked out the better.”

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?! Let go of her!” A voice called out and Y/N cursed under her breath seeing Michael coming over, more like sprinting over to Dwayne and Y/N. Why the hell did this guy have the absolute worst timing? He was only a half vampire! He would definitely be the one who ended up getting hurt the worst in a fight.

“Michael I swear, if you don’t stop right where you are, things will get ugly.” Y/N warned Michael try to ensure that he remained at least a couple feet away from the ever growing tension.

Maybe Y/N’s luck wasn’t entirely terrible because Michael did in fact stop just a short distance away. Close enough to hear just about everything there but far enough that he would not be accidentally hurt if they did end up starting a fight.

“We are trying to be diplomatic. So let’s all just... calm down and go somewhere more private. This place is kind of secluded but people can still come here.” Y/N tried to point out to the guys who were slowly trying to calm themselves to stop them from doing anything wrong.

Y/N was sure that the vampire boys weren’t actually fighting with Tyr because they truly believed Tyr would be no match for them and didn’t want Y/N to be angry at them if they were responsible for hurting him. Tyr was avoiding trying to use physical force by any means necessary because he didn’t want to drain himself further.

“Fine.” David spoke the single word while turning to Y/N and placing his gloved hand on her cheek after making his way over. “We will go back to the hotel. That place is plenty secluded.”

“Oh sure, we are just going to go to the vampires den! So safe.” Tyr said rolling his eyes. Even Michael seemed on edge with this.

“No, you want her to drink the blood.” Michael said not knowing exactly what was all known at this point.

“Keep up Mikey.” Paul said patting his back, “She already said no. We want to know why.”

“We are going to the hotel.” Y/N said to them, making up her mind. It was the best place that she could think of. Whether it was their den or not, it was the closest to ideal. With that, we started to make our way back to the hotel. Everyone was on edge. Tyr insisted that Y/N ride with him but the two of them didn’t have bikes. Y/N rode with David who wanted her close and Tyr rode with Michael who believed that Tyr was the closest one to want to be on his side on Y/N not being a vampire.

It was the most awkward drive. Usually when they rode it was fun, exciting and all the feelings that came with the thrill but this time it felt like they all felt this tension that had been slowly building right back up as they rode closer to the staircase that would lead them down to the cave they called simply, the hotel.

Taglist: @simplyreading96 , @bloodywickedvamp , @cocopuffs1450 , @vxarak , @kristel1990 , @sagis116

A/N: Am I missing anyone in the tag list?

[tac-the-unseen]

What the Lost boys think about vampire related media

Fluff, x reader but just barely

•While making conversation with your four Vampire lovers you were suddenly plagued with a question.

“How do you guys feel about vampire related media?”

-That question was an immediate head turner. The cave goes dead quite before Dwayne speaks up, “Well…vampires are in hiding so…”

-This sparks a conversation about how media representation of vampires may not be accurate, but that's a good thing. “If a book or movie comes out and it is shockingly accurate to what being a vampire is really like, the creator isn't going to last long.” David explained

-That's because there's a set of rules vampires have to follow and one of those rules is to never publicly reveal your double life identity

-”If something like that comes out, that means a vampire has broken that rule OR somebody knows vampires very closely and is creating media they know shouldn't exist.”

-Turns out if a vampire breaks that rule it's basically open season to kill and destroy their creations.

•You turn the conversation and begin to ask how they, specifically, feel about certain vampire representation

•Bram Stoker's Dracula

-Dwayne is the first to buy in his opinion.

-Dwayne feels that while it is a cult classic and well written, The characters are exceedingly dumb.

-”Johnathan spends a ridiculous amount of time talking about other characters ‘Breasts’ and trying to figure out why his host climbs walls ‘like a lizard's.”

-David is the next one to speak up

-David thinks it's not really worth the read

-”Unless you're trying to brag to people there's no point in reading it.”

-”Also why was Mina talking to that old sailor so much?”

-Paul laughs as he remembers “how fucking crazy he wrote Dracula to be”

-”I'm pretty sure the real Dracula thinks it's a heinous crime against him”

-Paul hasn't read it but have heard enough about it to know even the more obscure references

-Marko comments on the graceful writing style and the beautiful descriptions

-”I've only read it because Dwayne thought I would like it"

-Marko also loves how oblivious Jonathan and most of the other characters are

-All of them think the movie adaptation is hilarious and love the shitty special effects

•Interview with a vampire

-Paul chimes in immediately

-”God it's so homo erotic it hurts…in a good way.”

-Paul thinks its a nice horror novel mixed with a weird cozy atmosphere

-Dwayne thinks it's another well written classic and He actually begins to rave about all the themes involved within Anne Rice’s work

-”It's a beautiful Gothic thriller with a deep, sadly comedic energy.”

-He even offers to read it too you sometime

-Marko chimes in quickly about “Claudia’s rebellious behavior and persona”

-”imagine watching your family choose somebody else over you. It's so deeply upsetting but to an understandable level.”

-”I would have hated to turn so young. I look like a teenager and other people can respect that to a certain point. But being five years old with the mind of an adult, No one would respect you.”

-Marko relates to Claudia on an internal level and loves unraveling her character. When you ask why he quickly responds "Some people call me a cherub... You think I enjoy that?"

-David says he doesn't have much to say other than it was a decent read (That's his version of a compliments)

•Twilight

-All of them agree that it's laughably horrendous

-Almost immediately at the same time they say “This is the skin of a killer Bella”

-This leads to banshee like laughter

David speaks up immediately

-”Why do you humans want us to sparkle so bad?”

-”I personally hate the idea of being a walking disco ball, but to each their own.”

-Marko chimes in quickly

-”Would you like it if we sparkled?” He asked while leans on you affectionately

-Marko thinks the only reason to read it is to have a nice laugh

-”Why did Edward have such a violent reaction of Bella standing by a fan? That makes no sense…like I have mates and I enjoy the smell of you guys but…I'm not nearly clawing off my face at your smell”

-”Yeah yeah, I get he's trying not to overreact but running out of class to get away is crazy.”

-Paul even adds that even thought it's very dumb even he can appreciate the message it's trying to said.

-”something something, coming over adversary, something something, love wins, something something..”

-”Also that Jacob imprinting on Bella's infant daughter is super fucking creepy.”

-when you asked Dwayne about his feels he scoffed and said It's insulting at best and borderline sexual harassment at worst.

-He refused to go into depth

•You thank them for humoring you and they tell you that it's no problem

-David kisses the side of your head in an uncharacteristically soft way “We don't ever mind answering your vampire related question.” He tells you

-Marko turns to you “But seriously do you want us to sparkle?”

-”I think I have some roll on body glitter somewhere..” Paul says while getting up to look for it

Thanks for reading <3

[multifandomworldsposts]

Day 30 of Kinktober: Michael Emerson Is a Lost Boy

pairing: Michael Emerson x fem!reader

warning: making out, hickeys, blow job, unprotected sex

Y/N’s POV

The boys and I are going to the pier to walk around, Laddie and I notices a concert so we go see what’s going on. While being there, there’s this boy looking at me, I kinda ignore him and try to enjoy the concert. I dance a little and I notice the boy still staring at me.

Laddie and I leave the concert and walked around a bit, I look behind me and the boy is following us. Laddie and I go to find the boys, Laddie wanted to go home but I wanted to stay a little more, I walk around and see the boy again looking at the ear pierce station.

“It’s a rip-off.” I whisper in his ear and walked away.

He follows me, “Hi.”

“If you want your ear pierced, I’ll do it.” I say still walking.

“What’s your name?” He asks.

“Y/N.” I answer.

“You folks, too huh?” He says.

“What’re you mean?” I look at him.

“Ex-hippies. I came this close to being called moonbeam or something like that. But Y/N is great.” He says.

I giggle.

“My name is Michael.” He says.

“Michael. Michael’s great. I like Michael.” I answer.

He chuckles.

“You wanna get something to eat?” He says.

“Okay.” I answer.

I follow him to his motorcycle but the boys rode their motorcycles to us.

“Where’re you going Y/N?” David questions.

“For a ride. This is Michael.” I answer honestly.

“Let’s go.” Michael says making me almost getting on his motorcycle.

“Y/N.” David says.

I look at him, I look at Michael, I get on David’s motorcycle. I can tell Michael looks pissed.

“You know where Hudson’s Bluff is overlooking the point?” David sarcastically asked.

“I can’t beat your bike.” Michael says.

“You don’t have to beat me, Michael. You just have to try and keep up.” David says.

I’m nervous what’s gonna happen. The boys speed up and rode on the beach. I keep on looking back where Michael is. I giggle on what’s going on. David keeps on urging Michael to go faster, including myself. Michael falls off his bike and notices where on a cliff.

“What the hell are you doing huh?!” Michael yells and punches David in the face.

“Stop!” I yell.

“Just you, come on! Just you!” Michael says.

The boys are trying to hold Michael down.

“How far are you willing to go, Michael?” David asked.

We go to our bat cave and I can tell Michael looks kinda scared. I mean I am as well, but what’s going to happen tonight.

“Marko, food.” David asks and made Michael sit somewhere.

I go to my bed and sits down, I get nervous, what’s going to happen?

Marko gets chinese food and gives the food to the rest of the boys.

“How are those maggots?” David says.

Michael looks confused.

“Maggots. You’re eating maggots m. How do they taste?” David says.

Michael looks down and almost throws up.

“Leave him alone.” I say.

The boys keep laughing at him. Michael looks at the mess he made and sees rice. I feel bad for him. The boys kept on touting him which made me feel uncomfortable.

“That’s enough.” I say standing up.

They stop, I walk up next to Michael, David opens the bottle and drinks a little of it and hands Michael the bottle.

“Drink some of this, Michael. Be one of us.” David says.

Michael takes the bottle and I walk up to him and says, “Don’t. You don’t have to, Michael.”

“It’s blood.” I say to him but Michael ignores me and drinks it.

I take Laddie to bed, when I sit on my bed I look at Michael, He’s turning into a vampire but he doesn’t see it.

TWO DAYS LATER

I try to sleep until I hear someone running into the cave, I look who it is and it’s Michael.

“Y/N!” He yells.

I hear glass being thrown on the ground. “Michael?” I walk up to him.

“What’s happening to me Y/N.” He says approaching me.

“Michael. I can’t tell you. I don’t know how to help you.” I hug him.

“What’s happening?” He asks.

I look at him and I start to kiss him. He kisses my neck, I start to moan, he picks me up and takes me to my bed, I sit up and he sits in front of me. He undresses me, I unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. He makes me lay down and gets on top of me. We begin to make out, he gives me hickeys, I tug on his hair which made him growl. He gives me kisses all over my body, I gasp. I make myself get on top of him and give him kisses on his body as well. I begin to blow him which made him moan loudly. I keep on going, he tugs on my hair, I feel his cum inside my mouth, so I swallow every bit of it. Eventually, him and I made love, him going in and out of me, me screaming his name, us making noises, and him fingering me.

I think he’s better than David, just saying.

[starfirewildheart]

Ch 16

Scars and Souvenirs

Summary: Sy and his lady both retire from the army but not before tragedy befalls Sy. He slowly tries to adjust to life again on their ranch.

Pairing: Sy / OFC

Word count: 2,206

Rating: Adult only no one under 18

Warnings: Description of physical abuse, death, torture, medical description 

Five days had passed since the rescue and Sy had managed to talk the hospital into putting Deb and Mike in neighboring rooms when they were out of ICU. Mike had surgery to put pins and plates in his arm to fix it and he was doing well. 

Debbie was just taken down to surgery for her knee.They told Sy they didn't know how long the surgery would take because of the damage done. Walter agreed to stay at the hospital while the guys went to ‘clean up’. 

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Sy wiped the blood from his hands on a cloth. He'd spent the last two hours torturing the men who hurt Debbie and Mike. They had received the same injuries and wounds in return plus some payback from Sy. “This is your last chance to tell me everything I want to know or I start removing body parts.” He leaned into Marko's face. He was one of two who'd hurt Debbie so severely.  “I'm going to start with your fingernails then….” He paused and shook his head. “Fuck that, I don't have time for that. I'm gonna start with your balls.” He put on a pair of black gloves and pulled his kbar from its sheath. 

“No, no please! I'll tell you everything!”

Will Shaw stepped closer with a recording device and true to his word the man told them every last detail of the gang and its affairs as well as police involvement in three states. The whole ordeal had taken about three hours and since Walt nor the surgeon hadn't called it meant Debbie was still in surgery. 

They all stepped out of the room and sealed the door. August had found a remote abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town, just like a damn spy would, to use as their holding facility. “I have to get back to the hospital,” Sy told them. 

They all nodded in agreement but it was Geralt that spoke. Let's leave them here to see what it felt for Debbie and Mike. Once we find out that he told the truth we will decide what to do with them.” He held up his hand to Stop August. “I know your vote, we all do but it's not a decision for now.” 

“It's the right decision,” August muttered under his breath. Sy chuckled and punched August’s shoulder. They cleaned all traces of blood off themselves and headed back to the hospital stopping along the way to pick up some stuff for Mike.

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Mike tensed when the door swung open but relaxed when he saw Sy come in with the others. “Any word? “ Sy asked Walt.

“Nothing,” he shook his head. 

Sy sat a bag of stuff in Mike's lap. “Thought this might help ya pass the time a little faster in here.”

Mike grinned a bit. “Thanks.” He opened the bag and found chips, candy, a book, a few magazines and Sy’s tablet. He figured the kid could at least play some games on it. “Thanks, this will help a lot.”

“Oh and I brought this, “ Sy took out a new smartphone. “Your old one wasn't salvageable. Hopefully you had back ups for most of it.”

“Thanks Sy, you shouldn't have done that. It will be a while before I can get a job to pay you back.”

He shook his head and laughed. “When your all healed I intend to put you back to work on the farm. I mean if you want to.”

“Yes!” redness seeped into his cheeks, embarrassed at how quickly he answered.

“Damn, why do they all like working for Sy?  He's strict as hell and doesn't put up with laziness yet it's always ‘Cap is the best guy I ever worked for.’ ‘Syverson’s unit is the one I want to stay in.’”

August mocked.

“All?” Mike questioned. 

“In the Army,” Sy explained.  “That's where we all met. And obviously August still harbors some jealousy.”

Mike and Walt laughed while the others smirked. “I'm not jealous!” August growled.  

Sy sat down on the bed next to Mike and started flipping through the magazines they brought. “Your protests say you are,” he continued to tease. “What the fuck? How did this get in here?” He held up the naked centerfold from some skin mag.

“What?” August asked innocently. “He's right handed and his cast is on the left.” Sy's glare of disapproval didn't falter. “You said he needed to relax and de-stress! Should I have hired a hooker?” 

Geralt cringed, Napoleon face palmed, Will laughed and Walter did his best to hide his smirk. Sy rolled up the magazine and stood up taking the 3 steps it took to reach August and began to hit him with it. “He's sixteen you asshole. No you shouldn't hire him a hooker!”

They all laughed, including Mike who also protested. “I don't need to pay for it! It's not like when you were a kid.”

That time Sy did laugh as he stopped hitting August. August turned and eyed Mike. “What?”

“You know back in horse and buggy days women were more modest in their floor length skirts and bonnets. You had to drag yourself out from behind the plow mule, all stinky and gross and you could only take a bath once a week..” Mike continued innocently. 

Sy laughed loudly at the look on August's face. “How fuckin old do you think I am?”

“90?” Mike smirked. Quick as a flash grabbed the rolled up paper from Sy and popped (gently) Mike on the back of the head with it. 

“And after I got you something you could use to relax, “ August huffed but plopped down in a chair next to the bed. 

There was a knock on the door and Napoleon opened it to reveal a nurse. She scanned the room until she found the man she was looking for. “Mr. Syverson the surgeon wants to speak with you. Please follow me.” Sy followed her and Napoleon joined him. 

She led them downstairs to the surgery floor to the double doors that led to the orthopedics surgery suite. “I'll tell him you're waiting.”

It was just a moment later Dr. Stinebrenter was standing before him. “How is she? Were you able to fix her knee?”

“I know it's been a seven hour surgery but the knee was even worse than we thought when we got in there.” He stepped over to a nurse's station and motioned for Sy to follow before typing something and showing him 

an x-ray. “This was taken the day she arrived.” He scrolled to a new one. “This was taken just before we started surgery. You see how the head of the femur  and the tibula look cracked but intact and the same with the patella.”

Sy nodded,  “you said you were gonna try everything you could to avoid a total knee replacement because she is so young.” He chewed on his lip.

Stinebrenter nodded. “When we opened her leg and moved the tissue and muscle chunks of the tibia and femur heads broke off and the patella just crumbled. What I did was put a cage around the tib and fib heads. They will have to stay on six to nine weeks to allow the bone to heal so I can try to put a plate on them both for support. So that will be her next surgery. If that doesn't work then we will have to do a total knee replacement. I did have to use an artificial patella. There was no saving it.”

“She has a spiral fracture of her femur. I put plates and screws in it to hold the bone in place as it heals.” Sy was regretting not cutting the assholes balls off today  and choking him with them. “We are going to bring her completely out of sedation so Neuro can do a full assessment and make sure there are no deficits. She will be in a lot of pain but I wanted to ask if you wanted to be with her when it happens?“

“Hell yes,” Sy nodded.

~~~~~~♡~~~~~~

Pain was the only thing that existed the second she became conscious. Suddenly everything came flooding back. The kidnapping, torture, fear,  and pain. She screamed and thrashed around trying to break free and get away. Hands were touching her, holding her down making her fight harder when his voice finally broke through the chaos and cloudiness. Her head turned to his voice. “Sy?”

He grabbed her hand and kissed her forehead. .”I'm here sugar. You're safe now. I've got you. They will never hurt you again.”

She quit fighting and clung to his arm, trembling. “Mike?”

“Is safe and resting in the room next door. “ 

“You?” She rasped. 

“Me, what sugar?” He asked, confused. 

“You ok?”

She had been through hell and she was asking about him and the look in her eyes was so sincere and compassionate that it shattered the wall of strength he'd put up.  He felt the flood of tears slip down his face and soak into the cotton of his t-shirt and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop it. 

She tugged his arm and he willingly crumbled to the bed. “Lay with me baby. Hold me.”

Sy shook his head no. “Don't  want to hurt you.”

She looked to the doctor who called in a nurse for assistance.  He knew what she wanted. They carefully moved her closer to the right-side of the bed allowing  her left leg to remain on the surgery wedge so it was elevated. She held her hands up as much as she could motioning for Sy. He looked to the doctor in question.

“It's fine Mr. Syverson.  It will be good for you both.” 

“But I might hurt her,” he argued. “I never wanna hurt you,” he told her. 

She knew he was barely keeping it together.  “You won't, baby. It's the right shoulder and my leg is up on a wedge so you won't hit it. Please,” She whined.

He relented and laid down next to her breathing in her scent. Even over the smell of hospital cleaners and astringents she still smelled like a fresh, spring day after the rain. Like home and love and safety. He pressed a kiss to her head and hugged her to his chest as gently as he could. It took her moment to find a comfortable position but she settled against his shoulder and chest, his head resting on hers. Once the doctor and nurse left the room he lifted her chin so that she was looking into his eyes the best she could. “We got em sugar. They won't hurt anyone again.”

Tears filled her eyes and she clung to Sy's shirt. “Jennings? The detective?”

“Currently being held by the CIA in protective custody. He's needed to testify in a few cases to shut down what they can of the trafficking ring. The same for Mike's old man, though he managed to get hurt before the police got to him.” He was cut off when she pressed a kiss to his lips.

“Please tell me you had back up Austin. That you didn't risk your own life.”

His eyebrows pinched together with confusion.  “What exactly do you remember about the rescue, sugar?”

“Hearing gunshots and then the most beautiful sound I've ever heard in my life; your voice. Then nothing.”

It made sense she couldn’t see because her face was so busted and bruised. “I called the pack.”

She'd met Will Shaw and Napoleon Solo on a mission in Iraq but she'd only heard stories about the legendary Geralt Rivi and August Walker. “They're here? All of them?”

He nodded. “We've been taking shifts with Mike making sure he's never alone. I spend most of my time by your side but when I go check on him two of them sit with you.”

“How long have…”

“Five days. Five of the longest days of my life, praying that you would come back to me.” He cut her off. 

“I'm sorry,” She said pulling her bottom lip between her teeth and wincing as it pulled at stitches there.

“Don't,  you have nothing to apologize for, Debbie. They hurt you!”

“It's my fault,” her eyes filled with tears. “I was distracted.” She traced over the lettering of his t-shirt to try to stop the tremors running through her body.

“This is not your fault and I won't let you think it was,” his voice was deep, firm, and commanding. “The ones  who set this up  Holmes, Jennings, they caused what happened to you and Mike. S18, dirty cops, it just all aligned in a horrible way.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “You need rest, sleep my darling. “

“But..” She tried to protest.

“Rest love.”  

“Not tired,” She pouted.He watched her eyes drift closed as she spoke. 

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