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classichorrorblog · 10 months
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The Lost Boys (1987)
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atomic-chronoscaph · 7 months
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Brooke McCarter, Kiefer Sutherland, Billy Wirth and Alex Winter - The Lost Boys (1987)
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lost-in-the-shadows · 10 months
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happy pride month lost boys fans
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And Paul is finally complete! That’s the fearsome foursome done, now I’m wondering whether to do Michael 🤔
David
Dwayne
Marko
Michael
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losthavenmine · 1 year
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The Lost Boys (1987)
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i-heart-slashers · 6 days
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Okay hear me out...
...yes please.
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nerdy-spooks · 15 days
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Can we Talk About Paul's Death-
Like It hurts me with every fiber of My being but Paul has one of my favorite deaths in The Lost Boys, Good makeup and effects obviously.
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Also Damn the Holy water really does it's job lol, I actually had a debate with my brother on when Paul actually kicks the bucket in the bathtub, I presume it's when he leans back and sinks in but my brother thinks it's a bit before then but whether lol.
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Anyway I noticed something fascinating I haven't noticed before-
In the picture of Brooke having his makeup done I noticed his hands, The Bone is showing! That's so sick I can't believe I've never noticed it before!
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Also pretty sure his brain just becoming mush from the holy water lol. Unless it's from him idk hitting his head on the tile lol, idk I just like looking at the makeup and special effects for the gore in this film because there's nest stuff like the Glitter blood.
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Thanks for reading my rambling lol. 😌🤘
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thelostboysthings · 1 month
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I want them so bad
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zigzagziggyyy · 1 month
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I’m not a big fan of Ai but I ended up being curious 😅 . Here’s AI generated yearbook. Paul and Dwayne in High school 😅
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Art by Walkerwyn (Kailynn Heide)
https://posterspy.com/posters/the-lost-boys-1987/
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white-butterfly · 1 month
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❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹
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fallingthruspace · 10 months
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Lost Boys textpost memes (1/?)
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jellymonstergrrrl · 2 years
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The Lost Boys (1987) dir. Joel Schumacher
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6lostgirl6 · 1 year
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Hi, Friend! Since your requests are open can you please do something with the Lost Boys and a shy, female reader? I love the idea of them being playful, touchy and flirty with someone who's quite bashful.
Love your work 😊
Once Bitten, Twice Shy
Pairing: Poly!Lost Boys x Shy Fem!Reader
TW: hints of previous sex, possessive behaviors, pet names, playful touching, flirting, ass grabbing (thanks Paul), PDA
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You arrived at the boardwalk, thrilled to spend time with your vampire mates. The night was young with the sun setting only a few hours before. However, you couldn't help but rush to the boardwalk as soon as you could.
Smiling to yourself, you could feel your cheeks warm at the thought of seeing them once more. Despite dating the boys for months, close to a full year, you still could feel the butterflies in your stomach and your heart skipping a beat. You cursed your bashful nature, but that's what interested your mates in the first place. You theorized that it had something to do with your innocence having an effect on their vampire instincts. Their urge to claim you in every way and leave marks to tell others you were off-limits.
You couldn't help your shy nature, having it since you were a little girl that you were unable to grow out of. However, if your boys liked it, then you liked it. Sometimes. You could still feel their fangs sinking into your throat just last night.
You fiddled with the collar of your jacket, desperate to conceal the hickies and bite marks that plagued your delicate skin as you walked further down the boardwalk. Suddenly, you felt the back of your hair stand up and a shiver run down your spine, in a very good way.
You could feel their stares.
You smiled to yourself, feeling the warmth in your cheeks return as you turned towards the direction of where you assumed the feeling was coming from.
In their usual meeting spot, each of your boys gave you their signature grins. Dwayne was sitting on his bike, posture relaxed, Paul leaning against the railing while Marko bit the leather of his glove, staring you down. Lastly, there was David, standing in the center with a cigarette in his mouth.
You watched as he silently chuckled before slowly raising his hand, gesturing you in a gesture screaming "come here," with his pointer and middle fingers. You couldn't stop the rushing thoughts in your subconcious, seeing how attractive he looked doing that.
Without being told twice, you rushed over with a beaming smile, launching yourself into the awaiting arms of your bleach-blonde mate, who wrapped his arms around you without hesitation.
"Hey, gorgeous." He purred low in your ear, giving you a small squeeze around your waist, careful to keep his burning cigarette away from your skin.
"Hi, David!" You replied, avoiding his hungry gaze to turn towards your other mates, not wanting them to feel left out. "Hi, boys!" you greeted, pulling away to give them each an embrace.
"Paul!" You yelped, pulling out of the embrace when you felt a playful pinch on your ass.
"Sorry, babe! My hands just have a mind of their own!" He teased, pulling you back as you tried escaping from his grasp. "Where ya goin'?" He cooed.
"Somewhere that won't have my ass grabbed in public!" You retorted teasingly, however you still felt embarrassed being groped by your boyfriends where other people can see.
"It's alright, dove. I'll just rip their eyes out if someone other than us are starin' at you." Marko interjected, smirking viciously.
You rolled your eyes, feeling a tug on your hand. You turned and gave Dwayne a sheepish expression, allowing him to pull you into his own embrace.
Dwayne was always the gentlemen in the group, however you knew that he still had his wicked charms that could even rival Paul if he wanted to. You could feel his grip tightening around you as he nuzzled against your neck, rubbing his scent against your exposed marks.
"You're not trying to cover them, are you?" he asked, voice deep and full of richness as he pulled away to gaze into your own eyes. His stare was intense and you glanced away, flustered.
"It's not that I want to hide them." You defended yourself, "I just don't like the stares..."
You shivered, gasping a little as you felt fingers trail down the length of your spine. Marko smirked as he slowly appeared into your line of vision.
"You act like we just won't make more." He purred, eyes flashing their golden hue for a moment to before returning back to normal. "You know we love marking ya, dove."
Paul took this moment to wrap her arms around your waist from behind, kissing your temple as he growled low, "would you like that, babe?"
You bit your lip and leaned against your mate, falling prey to their desperately wanting advances. You couldn't wait to head back to the cave with them.
"You know I do." You replied, looking towards the ground with your face completely flushed.
You felt a finger curve under your chin, drawing your gaze forward and back onto Dwayne's.
"You have to say please, princess." He smirked, tracing the curve of your lips with his thumb, making your breathing pick up and heart beat rapidly in your chest.
"Please?" You whispered, pathetically.
The next thing you remember is the rumbling of four engines and wrapping your arms around David's waist, sitting behind him as they raced down the boardwalk and into the night. You couldn't wait to reenact last night, the shakiness in your legs and the intense throbbing of your mates fangs laying their claim on you.
You were shy, but you sure weren't innocent.
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ava0brx · 11 months
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losthavenmine · 1 year
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“You don’t have to beat me, Michael. You just have to try and keep up...”
The Lost Boys (1987)
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