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buckybarnesb-tch · 4 months
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Lost Boys Sick!Mate Headcanon
(For whoever requested a Sick Mate Headcanon for the Lost Boys, I hope you enjoy this)
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David
•David wants to change you immediately
•He hates seeing you sick, miserable or in any kind of pain and while most people wouldn’t believe David can be sympathetic, for you he very much is
•He has been trying to get you to turn for a long time and while this is a convenient way of convincing you, he really just wants you to get better
•David hasn’t been sick in…several hundred years. He’s the oldest out of the whole pack and so he remembers sickness the least of all of them, the only thing he can relate it to is not feeding for a long amount of time and he knows how painful that gets to be
•He would lay with you in the bed in the cave, whether you live with them in the cave yet or not, that is where you will be staying and you have no choice, he won’t let you be alone while you’re ill
•He often gives you massages whenever your muscles are achy, he knows how good it makes you feel and it makes him feel like he’s able to do something to help you, even if it’s just to relieve a small bit of your discomfort
•He’ll definitely make Marko go out to get you food, though he doesn’t know what kind of food since you keep insisting that you aren’t hungry
•David wants to care for you, he just has no clue how and if you weren’t sick as a dog, it might even be adorable how frazzled he is
Overall Grade of Care: 4/10
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Dwayne
•Dwayne would be a major worrier every single time you get sick
•While he doesn’t remember what it’s like to personally be sick, he does remember his younger sister being sick when he was human and dying of a fever, so every time you’re even remotely warm he attempts to put you in an ice bath
•When you are bed ridden he is sure to make you stay in the cave, he’s always by your side and will often sit and read to you until you drift off to sleep
•He tries to keep you fed as much as you’ll allow with your upset stomach and he gives you plenty of water, to the point you wonder if vampires can survive being waterboarded cause you’re ready to kill him
•Dwayne is very much like David, he doesn’t know how to take care of a human that’s sick and he doesn’t understand that sometimes you just need to let an illness run it’s course
•Eventually he would buy some medicine at the store (Marko’s recommendation) and give it to you. He’s completely stunned by how quickly you finally fall asleep with how badly you’ve been coughing but the medicine works
Overall Grade of Care: 5.5/10
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Paul
•Paul is chill when you get sick, he knows most of the time it’s just a little cold
•He gives you a few shots of whiskey and smokes a joint with you until you pass out, most of the time you wake up feeling better
•When you don’t however, he becomes frantic
•He will run around like a human having a manic episode. He makes sure you’re as comfortable as you can be, and if you’re not he goes to the store and buys more pillows and softer blankets. Hell get you new pajamas and more boxes of tissues than you’ll ever use
•He cleans the entire area you’re in as best he can in a cave, trying to get rid of germs that could make you sick all over again. It would be funny if you didn’t want to strangle him for moving so supernaturally fast that he makes you even more dizzy which makes your stuffy head hurt more
•He tries not to bother you too much, getting you to sleep as much as he can because apparently humans only heal when they’re sleeping so you need to sleep until you feel better
•He doesn’t quite understand that there’s a limit to how much NyQuil you can take
•Paul means well and he wants to help, he just goes too far with it most of the time
Overall Grade of Care: 7/10
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Marko
•Marko is probably the best of the boys to have taking care of you when you’re ill
•He gets you medicine immediately and actually reads the instructions to give you the correct dosage
•He ensures you are comfortable in the bed, making sure to keep the blankets on when you’re cold and removing them if and when your fever gets too high
•When you’re too warm, which seems to be most of the time, he will strip to his boxers and crawl into bed with you, his cold skin making you feel better almost instantly
•He goes to the store and gets you whatever you want but also picks some things for you to make you feel better. He gets you your favorite tea bags to make you hot tea, the Chamomile helping to calm you and be able to sleep better, he also gets you some cans of coke to sip on when your stomach is upset
•He makes you soup everyday to keep you eating, even if you cant hold too much down, it’s not too heavy on your stomach
•Marko will also rent movies (and by rent I mean take them from Max’s store when he’s not looking) to bring back for you two to watch together to keep you entertained
•Marko was a human not too long ago, Paul being the only one younger than him, and he remembers very well how to take care of sick people, he is very good at making sure you get well as quickly as you can
Overall Grade of Care: 9.5/10
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chubbyreaderchan · 1 year
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Crying in the Sand | Poly! Lost Boys x plus sized!Reader
Summary: The Lost Boy’s mate has some old “friends” come to town. She wants to spend time with them without her boys but they end up destroying her self-esteem instead. The boys will not let them get away with it. 
Warnings: Sexual innuendos but no real sex scenes, cursing, blood, violence, fighting, body shaming, self-hatred, anxiety, shirtless men for some reason, nudity, strong language, bullying, adult bullying, reader is larger in clothes size than the boys but they don’t care, Marko being let loose. Everyone in the coven is dating everyone else. No Michael or Star or Laddie :(
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David’s arm wrapped around her plush hip, pressing her into his side gently. The boys were acting rowdy as they walked the boardwalk, minus Dwayne who was loyally carrying her bags despite her protests. She had been holding off the entire night to tell them she wasn’t going to be hanging out with them the next night. They had a hard time allowing their mate to go anywhere without them, but she made them promise to allow her to have other friends. Which was hard to do as an adult who surrounds herself with scary biker boys with pretty hair. 
But old friends were good. They didn’t know her boys, they had no idea they existed since they were coming to California for vacation from her hometown. They were only passing through the next night and then they were off to try to get to Hollywood and Disneyland for the rest of their trip. She was sure she was a fleeting thought in their minds. They hadn’t contacted her since graduation and she mostly forgot about them until they got her phone number from her family.
“You alright?” Dwayne said. 
His voice was low, and had the depth of dark chocolate and the warmth of his leather jacket on a cold night like tonight. His knuckle brushed over her plush cheek, a forest fire against her cheek despite his deathly cold. David’s fingers dug into her side and the leader looked at Dwayne, mildly annoyed he noticed her thoughts before he did. 
“What’s wrong, princess?” 
She took a deep breath. Now or never. 
“My friends from high school called me last night. I guess they are flying into Santa Carla because the tickets were cheap,” she said. 
(Y/n) leaned into David a bit more, as if seeking physical support from him. He was the leader and protector, she thrived off of that. She liked feeling his protection and listening to his opinions. 
“They want to hang out. Go to some beach. Something less popular than--” 
She motions around them at the crowds and lights. 
“They only have a day to stretch their legs and they want to hit up the beach before they go to Disney,” 
“Are you wanting to introduce us?” David asked. 
(Y/n) bit the inside of her cheek, thoughtful. That was something she hadn’t decided on yet. There were a few snakes in her old friend group and she did not want to share her boys with them. They had snatched so many crushes from her in the past, or even helped boys prank her with false dates. 
“No,” she was firm. “They are from a small town. They wouldn’t get it… or us,” 
David gave her a look, it was cold and distant. A tinge of jalousy seemed to sully the air. Dwayne’s hand joined David’s on her body. His hand pressed against the blonde leader it was intimate and comforting for both (Y/n) and David. 
“She should be able to see her friends without us,” Dwayne said gently. 
They could aways watch from a distance. 
Leave it to Paul to ruin the comfortable gazes between the two boys. His lanky arms wrapped around their human mate in a near breath stealing grasp. He nipped at her neck and she giggled at the ticklish sensation. 
“What? Don’t want your high school buddies to be jealous?” Paul purred. 
Marko was in front of her in an instant, keeping a steady pace walking backwards to look at her features. Her soft stomach was his favorite and he often encouraged her to show it off, but it was hidden tonight. With a final leer he grinned his devilish smile that made (Y/n) melt and give into practically anything he wanted. 
“Maybe she doesn’t want them to know how kinky our lady is,” Marko smile never wavered. 
His fists pulled at the opening of his jacket, tongue lapping out at his lips. 
“Not that they’d ever find out, amore,” 
Never in her life had she had so many boys pinning and loving her like they did. She felt wanted and taken care of all at the same time with the four wild vampires. 
“If we aren’t going to see you much tomorrow then we should go back to the cave,” David mused. 
The vampire swiftly tugged the cigarette from behind his ear, pressing it between his lips before lighting it. The hot burn of cigarette smoke filled the air even with his efforts to puff the smoke away from the fragile human he was so annamoured with. 
“Why’s that?” she asked. 
“We need to scent you,”
“Scent me?” 
He hummed, his own devilish grin tugged at his lips. It wasn’t fair how handsome he was. It took everything in (Y/n)’s body to run her fingers through his course facial hair. 
“Can’t have any others trying to touch what is ours,” 
His face was close to her’s now. David’s scent of tobacco, mint, and metal washed over her face. He leans in close and almost purrs his next words. 
“And kitten, you can touch my beard all you want…. But I think it might feel better against your thighs,” 
Her face heated and her thighs rubbed together at the insinuation. The sharp ears of the others caught every word and like a pack of hyenas they howled with laughter. 
“I would punch you if you weren’t so pretty,” she said,
She crossed her arms over her chest like a child. David couldn’t help but laugh, knowing very well her threats meant nothing. His soft lips pressed against her’s in a chaste kiss. 
-- 
The day started with her friends arriving at her apartment. No, scratch that. One friend who was one of the snakes, and two girls who used to bully her relentlessly arrived on her front porch. She knew the snake friend was coming but apparently (Y/n) had assumed that she was still friends with the others she used to be around. 
“You look…” the snake, known as Allison grimced visibly. “Like you!” 
Ouch. That one hurt. She could feel herself folding in already and the day with them had hardly started. Ashley the blonde resident mean rich girl in the town hugged (Y/n) like she had a disease and only did so out of politeness. The third was a dark haired girl who always seemed to be a package deal with Ashley. Bridget… thought (Y/n) had often called her an “idiot” in her head. 
“Hi, uh…” she smiled fakely and followed Ashley into the apartment. 
“Once we get relaxed a smidge,” Ashley said. “We should go to lunch. Didn’t you mom say you work on a boardwalk?” 
“I thought you didn’t want to hit the boardwalk?” (Y/n) asked. 
“Oh, we don’t want to hit the boardwalk at night. Too crowded and… too dangerous,” she cringed. 
The plump girl wanted to roll her eyes, but she was right. The boardwalk plus peak summer season plus night and minus her boys could be a one way ticket to robbery… or worse. Though the “or worse” were her boys. She’d always be safe on the boardwalk. 
“Oh, sweetie, You aren’t going to wear that to lunch are you?” Allison asked. “It’s a bit tight don’t you think?” 
(Y/n) looked at the shirt that hugged her body quite tight, a faded Rolling Stones t-shirt. Yes it was a bit small, fitting a bit like a crop top and she did snip part of the neckline to fit a bit better but it was Paul’s shirt. He gave it to her. From his own clothes. 
“Here sugar,” the wild blonde grinned, tossing the t-shirt at her bare body. 
The boys were out feeding that night and Paul had practically destroyed her mind with incredible sex and just his overall vibe. They never liked her to be alone in the cave if they could help it. 
“Paul, how high are you?” 
“No, babe, it’s hi how are you,” he grinned jumping into her nest and kissing her jaw. 
“No, Paulie. Baby… I’m gonna stretch it out,” 
“And?”
“Don’t you like this shirt?” 
“It’s my favorite,” he grinned. 
His lips continued to kiss her neck. 
“I’ll ruin it. Stretch it,” 
“Well, call it payback, sugar,” He sucked on her neck. 
Her mind was getting fuzzy again. “For what?” 
“For you letting me stretch your pussy out,” 
The memory normally made her laugh but her fingers were now tangled at the hem of the shirt. Stress was filling her mind. 
“Yeah, I can change,” she said softly. “Just make yourselves at home,” 
It wasn’t long and she came out to the three girls giggling. It was like they never left high school. They looked up at her and Bridget laughs again. 
“Are you done?” (Y/n) asked. “Would you like to see the boardwalk or not?” 
“Of course, you look so cute. We’re gonna take my car. It’s bigger,” Ashley grinned. “A rental,” 
It took a lot to not gag at the fakeness in her voice. (Y/n) threw her bag over her shoulder, tracing the patch Marko had stitched into it as she walked to the car. 
“Bridgy,” Ashley smiled. “Let (Y/n) sit up front. She is hosting us after all,” 
Bridget climbs into the back and (Y/n) sits in the front telling her in detail the best ways to get the pier. She couldn’t remember the last time she was her in the day time, it was still lively but it was just a different feeling.
It felt more family friendly and not one wrong move from being either a rave or a brawl. No David holding her hip or Marko pinching her sides. No Paul wanting to sneak her off into one of the changing booths or even a Dwayne making sure she actually eats something that was sugar dipped in more sugar. It was a familiar loneliness she had hanging over her she had most of her teenage year as the three women linked arms and (Y/n) fell behind them. She was never lonely or felt as if she wasn’t wanted with her boys. 
Hell, if they didn’t want her around they would’ve eaten her by now… and not in the fun way. 
“Where should we eat?” Allison called over her shoulder. “What’s good?” 
“There’s a 24 hour diner near the Di--,” 
“What, no,” Ashley said. 
The preppy blonde was aghast at the mention of a diner. She rolled her eyes and reached into her beach bag. A pamphlet of the local attractions and restaurants she must’ve gotten at a rest stop at some point. 
“Oh, we should go to the seafood place,” Ashley grinned. 
(Y/n) cringed at the thought. The boys had told her many sketchy things about the owner and management. It was not a great choice but a water and a side salad would hold over until she could get a corn dog from her favorite booth. Maybe. 
The best part of the restaurant was definitely the air conditioning. It felt nice against her skin, she even tugged her well loved jacket from her shoulders. Another gift she had an argument over when David gave it to her. It was older, but with Marko’s sewing skills and patches from all of them it was transformed into hers, though the arms were a bit tight and it didn’t zip properly but it fit the best out of all the boy’s clothes and she adored it. Marko promised to make it fit better but she wasn’t sure she wanted it. It was like a constant hug from David, it even smelled like him. But even a punk can get sweaty in a jacket on the beach. 
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“Why did you let us eat there?” Ashley whined as they walked down the boardwalk. 
“You wouldn’t listen if I told you,” (Y/n) replied. 
“Wait where are you going?” Bridget copied the whine of the other girl.
It made her want to jam a plastic fork into her ear. Somehow she managed to get in line at the good corndog place, as suggested by Marko. 
“I thought you were dieting. You know cuz the jacket was so tight and the salad,” Bridget accused. 
She shook her head and bit her lip. Her hand went into her pocket fidgeting with the coins inside. This was going to be a long day and it had barely started. She could’ve been in bed this whole time. Hell, she could’ve been in her nest the entire time, with her boys. Hell, she’d even hang out with Max at this point. At least he wasn’t an open asshole like these girls were. 
(Y/n) bit into the fried treat and sighed in contentment. 
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“Are you sure this beach is private enough?” Allison called. 
Then she giggled and whispered. The sun was starting to set and the girls wanted to abandon the boardwalk quickly. (Y/n)’s mind ached from being around the three girls and she was practically counting down the hours until she could go back to her boys. By the time they were on the beach she knew of, the sun was down and it was quite dark. 
“Of course, I come here all the time,” she said. “Nothing for miles,” 
Other than a cave. 
“Oh good,” Allison giggled.
She tore off her top and began stripping in the dark. (Y/n) watched in shock. The darkness of the beach wasn’t enough to conciel the girls stripping down to their birthday suits. 
“Come on, (Y/n). We did this all the time back home. It’s why we wanted to come here at night,” she giggled. “Join us,” 
The grin on Allison’s lips would have mimicked Markos. This would have been a Marko or Paul idea but something felt off about this. The instinct to pull in and run as fast as she could was buzzing in her brain harder than the first time she saw a vampire feed. But just like then she pushed it away, the wild side that was primmed and built by the coven of vampires was screaming to just do it. 
A sharp swallow felt like it cut down her entire body. She pulled her jacket off then her top and the rest of her clothes. The girls were huddled and giggling, bile made it’s way up her throat. Bitter and painful as the rest ran into the water. Even at her age, peer pressure seemed to be winning her over as she went into the dark waters. Her heard was racing as the cold touched her hot skin. It cooled over the places where the sun had touched, she sighed again in contentment. The fear was washed away from her body with each crash of the wave. 
Her eyes fluttered shut and she enjoyed the sounds of the night. Quiet and still, with the occasional sound of wildlife that lived in the area. Quiet never happened with all the boys. Quiet could only be obtained with Dwayne or David. All four was shouting and calling and flirting and--. 
Giggles. 
(Y/n)’s eyes shot open. It was too dark to see anyone. She spun in a circle, hoping to see anyone. Anything. Gone. They left her. She swallowed hard, and fought back the tears of frustration and memories. This wasn’t the first time Allison played this prank. Leaving her in the middle of nowhere. But it was fine. She would just pull on her clothes and just go to the cave or the boardwalk and find her boys. 
She stepped onto the sand, careful not to step on a scuttering crab before heading to her clothes which---
They weren’t there. Her jacket. Her shirt. Even her swimsuit and bag were gone, hot tears filled her eyes arms wrapping around her bare body as she fell into the sand with a thud. Her breathing was hard and ragged. The bullying through the day seemed to have built up to this moment. It was as if time hadn’t moved since she was 16 and trying to blend in only to stand out more. She coughed out a sob. She hardly registered the rumbling of motors coming down the beach. 
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“This is lame,” Marko said. 
He chewed at the glove on his left hand anxiously. The group of boys seemed dull. David was simply browsing the night’s produce, deciding which bodies could fill their bellies and the boredom without their mate to complete their family. 
No one peaked his curiosity. Hell, he wasn’t even that hungry, at least not that kind of hunger. David could practically still taste her on his tongue and her smell still lingered on the boardwalk. It was hours old but he knew her scent so well that it could’ve been just a few seconds ago. 
He was growing irritated. Like a caged jaguar. He wanted to rip into something, but had no one good enough. Nothing caught his interest other than a back and fourth look over the crowd. 
“Maybe (Y/n)’s friends left,” Paul said, hopeful. 
“If that’s the case she’d come to us,” Dwayne said, leaning back a bit on his bike. 
He stretched and grunted slight before leaning forward again on the handles. Dwayne didn’t need to stretch but it was an old human habit, like breathing. But he was disappointed when he remember that their little mate wasn’t their to ogle at his muscles beneath his skin. 
“Let’s go,” David flicked his cigarette carelessly. “No one looks worth it tonight,” 
They kicked off their bikes and onto the beach they drove. Taking the long sandy way home in the hopes of finding some form of entertainment. The pack were wooping and hollering but it didn’t feel as good as when it was filled with giggles. A piece of their coven was missing. David hated and loved how much she meant to the dynamic of their family. 
David inhales, sand brushed against his nostrils but that wasn’t the scent that bothered his nose. Tears. Fear. 
Her. 
Something was wrong, and David tried not to allow his true face out. He slowed his bike and the boys followed. Marko was next to him sniffing the air, he liked the smell of tears but not like this. They could see her curled in on her self crying. 
Naked. And crying. 
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Leather enveloped her shoulders and she looked up to see Dwayne. He smiled at her sadly, kneeling to her level. 
He brushed a rough thumb under her eyes, wiping a tear off her cheek. 
“What the fuck happened, amore,” Marko was in front of her, hands gripping into fists. 
Pacing and cursing in Italian. David looked just as pissed and she didn’t see paul. Not until he threw the shirt he had on at her playfully. 
“Paul,” She whimpered. 
“Don’t even start, sugar. Just put it on,” 
His voice lacked any warmth. No happy go lucky Paul, but a serious man with anger in his voice. A black Led Zepplin shirt that smelled of him and weed. It stretched over her body, but it wasn’t enough to cover her bottom half. She moved Dwayne’s jacket to covers up but she was still very bare. But she did feel a bit better with her boys surrounding her. 
“What the hell happened,” David mimicked Marko’s question. 
His movements were so quiet she jumped when she turned to see him crouched infront of her, leather hands on her knees. 
“They convinced me to swim… without,” she sniffed. “Then took my clothes and left… I just want my jacket and bag back,” 
David pulled his large over coat off and placed it on her as well. 
“Don’t worry kitten, we’ll take care of it,” David said.
His gloved hand 
“I’ll take her back to the cave,” Dwayne said. 
He didn’t even hesitate. He lifted (Y/n) as if she weighed nothing, wrapping her tightly to keep her modest, not that anyone would see a thing or even look while in his arms. 
“I don’t,” 
“Don’t worry mama,” he soothed. “We’re flying. I’ll get my bike when you are in your nest,” 
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Paul, Marko, and David were off. Following the scent of fake cucumber and soon to be dead bitches. Marko was the first to spot them, his eyes were especially sharp when he was pissed off and hungry. They didn’t care about safety or stopping, they tailgated them until the women finally pulled off. Clearly, they weren’t very smart. David’s bike barely stopped when he hopped off. Rage was fueling him, and his eyes were yellow. His hunger had suddenly returned. 
“What the hell--,” the blonde yelled. 
“Where the fuck is her stuff,” 
The woman in pink finally looked into David’s face. She stammered. Marko had already ripped the door of the passengerside causing the women to scream. Paul smashed the back window, seeing (Y/n)’s clothes and bag. 
The brunette screamed again as Marko tugged her from her seat. He held her so tight her arm snapped under the force and she screamed again. Marko’s long tongue flicked out before he took a rough bite. 
They would be another set of missing people. 
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“Good thing you leave so much here,” Dwayne teased, running his hands over her thigh. It was a pair of sweat pants she had forgotten ages ago but she was grateful for them. She didn’t want to steal another item of their clothes. 
“Though I still think you’d be cuter in my boxers,” 
They were laying in her next again, right under where the boys would sleep. It was safest to them and they liked having her there, since she would be joining them on the ceiling someday. Dwayne leaned forward, kissing another stray tear. He had already left and retrieved his bike, and now he could be comfortable with her. His jacket was still over her shoulders and she was hugging David’s like a security blanket. 
Tears still crept from her eyes, but he could tell she was feeling better. 
His fingers traced over the waist band of her hips and he kissed another stray tear away. He kissed down her cheek all the way to her lips. Dwayne smiled when she returned the kiss, moving so she could touch his body. The cave rumbled and the other vampires came in wildly. The curtains moved and the first boy rushed in, bag on his shoulder and a grin on his face.
“Sorry, Dwayne. There wasn’t enough bitch for all of us,” Paul said patting his shoulder.
Happy Paul was back but his face and hands were coated in blood. He placed her things beside her bed and he leaned in to kiss her but Dwayne put a hand against his other lover’s chest. 
“Clean first, then kiss her.” 
“Yeah yeah, human blood disease,” Paul hissed. 
Marko rushed in next. Wild eyed and looking like he could go for another fight. But he was clean, or at least his skin was. His shirt was stained and ripped apart but his jacket was a beautiful as alway. 
 His eyes flickered around and landed on his girl. Puffy eyed, but smiling at him. 
“Feeling better, Venus?” He teased. 
She nodded. 
He shrugged his jacket off, then shoes, then his shirt before climbing in behind her. His arms snaked around her middle, squeezing at the doughy flesh of her belly just right. 
“Stop! That tickles,” She giggled trying to pull away from him. 
“Amore, how can I stop when you are just so irresistible,” 
Dwayne rolled his eyes at the antics. “Marko,” He was stern. 
Marko paused his tickling and rolled his eyes before just hugging his hurting mate from behind. He kissed her neck and nipped at the skin softly. 
“Don’t worry, my Venus,” he whispered. “Those girls wont ever hurt you again,” 
His breath is cool against her skin and she can’t help but to hum. She leaned against Marko and he allowed her enjoying her against his chest. 
The curtains pulled back again, David was now also shirtless his hair damp and gel-less. It was slightly messy without product and (Y/n) loved it very much. His lips curl into a smug smile. 
“I’m glad you like my jacket, kitten but I think I’d be a better replacement,” 
He crawled into the nest as well. He sat between Dwayne and (Y/n) taking the jacket from her hands before pulling her from Marko’s grip. She layed against his soft chest and he purred as her fingers danced over his soft belly before gently playing with his chest hair. Marko found himself back behind her, hugging for dear life. His fingers tapped against her middle. 
They all seemed to be buzzing with energy. 
“What the fuck? Why are you guys hogging the babe!” 
Paul launched himself into the pile of lovers wedging himself between the tangled legs of (Y/n) and David. Dwayne rolled his eyes before scooting into David’s other side, placing a hand on the exposed midriff of his princess. 
“I don’t think I want friends anymore,” she hummed. “You guys are like friends and boyfriends wrapped in one,” 
“You should still have friends,” Dwayne said gently. “I bet you’d like Gloria,” 
“No, I think i’m content,” 
“Whatever you want kitten,” David said. “That’s what you’ll get,” 
His fingers traced over any skin or into any hair that he could. They went down to her jaw and gently lifted her chin. He pressed a kiss against her lips. 
“I want to kiss her,” Paul huffed, pushing up against David’s stomach to climb to her face.
David grunted in annoyance but held his tongue from shouting at the vamponeside golden retriever. He just watched as he sloppily devoured her lips. 
She was never going to be alone like that again. He wouldn’t allow it. 
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lickuiddd · 1 month
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The Lost Boys Valentine's Day Headcanons:
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Cw: brief mention of sex
A/N- Happy Valentines Day! also, first post on this blog
David:
All of the boys are romantic in their own ways, but David’s definitely the closest to a classic type of lover. Expect red roses, a gift that he got, and a romantic dinner date to end the evening. 
If you decide to get something for him, he’s going to love it. Even if his reaction is simple or small, just know that it means a lot to him, especially if it’s something he can wear or carry with him; he has it on him all the time. 
He may not usually be the most openly affectionate, but on an occasion like this, he’s making sure you feel loved by him; you're one of the most important people in his life as his partner. If he’s going to go all out, he’s going to do it right. 
Given he seems like the type to enjoy more intimate moments away from an overly public atmosphere, the date and your time with him are more secluded and one-on-one. He’s got a special spot picked out for the evening, and it’s only the best, of course. 
If you're not already a vampire at this point, then expect at least an attempt from David to try and turn you, because what better opportunity would he have to do that than Valentine’s Day? 
Dwayne:
If any of the boys are giving you a perfect Valentine’s Day, it’s Dwayne.
He’s already a very considerate partner, but on a day like this, he’s going to try his very best to be perfect. 
He’s thoughtful with his gift, and by how observant he is, his gift to you is something you’ve been wanting for a long time. Dwaynes is the type where, even if you’ve only mentioned it once or twice, or if it was something you’ve shown him during a previous time together, he’ll still remember and make sure to get exactly what you showed him.
He would have a perfect date planned and would have something on the more casual side set up, like a movie date and dinner.
Despite making plans, he’d also want to make sure that you get to decide some of the things you do together, and in the end, he's just happy to spend time with you and see you smile. 
Anything you buy or make for him will put a smile on his face, and he’ll deeply appreciate it. 
He’ll be telling you how much he loves you, and it’d be like the first time he did it all over again. 
Paul: 
If you're not already smothered by Paul’s love on a normal day, expect it to be amplified by almost triple on Valentine’s Day. 
From the moment you wake up, Paul is giving you anything and everything he has and could have possibly gotten you for Valentine’s Day. Expect teddy bears, chocolate, roses—you name it, he’s bought it. He’d pick you flowers he found on one of his bike rides or find trinkets he’d think you’d like too, as well as other small gifts. 
Whatever you decide to give to him, he’s going to love, and he’ll definitely show it. He’ll show off whatever you got for him to the other boys too and brag for a long time. 
He’s definitely taking you on a date to the boardwalk to get food, play games, and go on rides together. He’s the type to want to share one milkshake with two straws or ride a Ferris wheel just to make out for most of the ride. 
Despite all the gifts and cute dates, it’s Paul, and what would the literal day of love be without sex? Of course he would love doing all the other things, even if you didn’t want to have it, but if you let him, he’ll have you under him all night. To say the least, by the morning, you're going to have sore muscles and bruised skin from where he’s left his mark on you.
Marko: 
Valentine’s Day is definitely one of Marko's favourite holidays to celebrate, especially with you. He’s a romantic guy, and he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to show you his love. 
The date he’s planned would include going for a ride on his bike along the beach, later grabbing food and just being able to walk under the moonlight while hanging out together, laughing and smiling.
Marko would get you something like chocolates and cute cards, but he would also try to make you a gift. I mean, look at his jacket; he’s a craftsy guy. He would put a lot of effort into the project, even if it ended up not turning out like he wanted it to, but it’s the thought that counts, at least. 
He’d adore any gift you give him, but time with you is just as valuable to him.
Similarly to Paul, sex is something on his mind, and given the chance, he’d go down on you all night if you let him. 
Out of the four, like any holiday, he does it the best.
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6lostgirl6 · 1 year
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could u do something for the lost boys with a cute and innocent gf? maybe like cat valentine or sumthin
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Pairing: Poly!Lost Boys x Innocent!Reader
TW: small mention of sexual innuendos, hints of possessive behavior.
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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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soupbabe · 11 months
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I don’t know who to go to to talk about this but I had a dream about The Lost Boys last night and I’ve been thinking about it all day and I was wondering what the boys reactions would be if you told them you had a dream about them. If that makes sense.
Thank you as always <3
Telling the Lost Boys You Dream About Them
This is so cute and w the Lost Boys ?? It's even better omg
David
- He's milking the attention on him for all it's worth
- He's going to make you embarrassed and flustered about it and David is going to have the best time of his life doing so
- "No, repeat what you just said, I didn't hear. What was I wearing again?" He heard it he absolutely heard it
- Like don't get me wrong, it's extremely flattering for David, he loves that you think about him all the time
- But also he will poke fun at you any chance he gets
Dwayne
- I think this could be the only thing that could make Dwayne red in face
- He's a sap he loves thinking that you dream about him!! Please tell him everything!!
- His eyes are transfixed on you, his teasing is minimal
- If you ask him if he ever dreams about you, I think his blush gets worse
- He absolutely does, all the time, but not even waterboarding is going to get that information out of him
Paul
- He reacts like David, but his teasing is somehow much worse
- You could describe to him the most innocent dream, but Paul will turn it into something dirty because it's funny to rile you up
- He's trying so hard not to laugh everytime he goes "Stop lying what really happened" every time you tell him your dreams
- You're not going to win,,, you tell him to shut up and hit him and he's all giggles and still adamant about the dream that never happened
- he's too much of a menace never tell him anything
Marko
- Yeah Marko is teasing, but honestly he's more excited to hear about the weird dreams
- Were there any freaky weirdos chasing you? Was he the freaky weirdo chasing you? Let him know PLEASE
- But if it's something unexpected for him, like a dream that's genuinely sweet, he's gonna go quiet
- He's not overly flustered like Dwayne, but he's just gonna buffer a lil. Thinking too much about what to do
- "...so you wanna recreate it or what."
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vampiregal20 · 8 months
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The lost boys Marko head cannon that I believe: Marko’s jacket is all the pieces from his mothers old tapestries and she was a seamstress. She taught him how to sew and he sewed them all on for memory of her. He was close to her.
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deathbystero · 3 months
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 - 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐝
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𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 - 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐝 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐠𝐞 (𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝟏𝟖𝟗𝟒) - 𝟏𝟗 𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 - 𝟏𝟖𝟕𝟓
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Born in the late 1800s, David grew up as an only child on a small impoverished farm alongside his mother after his father abandoned the family. He left no note, no warning of his departure, just the mere scraps of his belongings and a small amount of money. David was forced to take on the work of caretaker in his place and was robbed of his childhood in favour of work. His mother had been unwell for quite some time, spending most of her days lying in bed or sleeping. At times she would look so frail, so helpless, that her son’s heart would ache with sadness and pity. He spent each day trying his best to keep her fed, to keep her alive, but the faraway, dazed look in her eyes never wavered and David began to wonder if he was doing enough.  He tried everything in his power to get her well once again, spending what little money they had remaining on medicine, but every effort seemed futile, as though all attempts to help his own mother were vain.  
Even so, she continued to decline steadily and one day, when her breathing began to fail completely, David finally gave up hope.  
He packed his meagre belongings and decided to leave home without saying goodbye, before any other family members caught wind of his plight. His heart was heavy with regret as he boarded the first train that would take him as far from home as possible. He didn’t know where he was going or what he would do with himself once there, only that it felt  necessary that he escape and never turn back. 
The journey passed by in a blur and when the train finally came to a stop, David was disoriented and lost amidst the crowd of unfamiliar faces. Guilt ate at him as he struggled to make sense of his surroundings, but even as he scanned the station platform, seeking out some sign of familiarity despite never before leaving the comfort of the farm, he was met with nothing more than the bustling crowd of strangers and confusion. 
He wandered about the streets aimless until nightfall approached and exhaustion crept it’s way into every muscle. As the sky darkened, David found himself sitting in an alley far from the crowds, back against the rough brick of a rundown warehouse, his face buried in his knees as he tried desperately to stem the flow of tears that brimmed his eyes. His thoughts turned back towards home, where his mother lay ,and he wondered if anybody had found her yet. Had anybody even bothered to look?  Would they ever? 
The air turned cold and clouds covered the dim glow of the moon. David shivered, trying to conserve whatever warmth he could find against the biting evening air, shrinking into his threadbare coat, one that had belonged to his father before he left. The garment did little to protect him from the harsh winds and he wondered how many nights he’d survive if this continued. 
After some hours, the stars began to peek  through the smatterings of dark clouds overhead. It was just beginning to sprinkle, and the raindrops glistened against the pavement like diamond dust. The droplets fell gently onto David’s head as he stared upwards at the endless expanse of stars above, his mind filled with thoughts, both of life and of death. Was he dying right now? Was this it for him? He was just going to die here and there might be someone who cared. If he lived through today, he'd have nothing. He was alone on the road to nowhere.  Nobody cared. No one was coming for him.  Nobody would miss him.  Nobody loved him. 
Footsteps sounded on the wet pavement somewhere up the alleyway ahead and David froze, unsure whether he should stay seated or get up and flee. Did it matter? He had nothing for them to take but the sparse belongings in his bag and his coat. He would freeze to death out here anyway so he might as well get it over with. 
He slowly unfolded from his crouched position and lifted his head toward the source of the sound, watching as a figure advanced toward him, their movements slow and measured. David tensed as the figure drew closer, prepared to run if need be, however the person slowed and then stopped a few paces from where he sat. 
“Are you okay?” Asked a voice, smooth and rich like honey, but laced with an edge that made David shiver. He nodded stiffly. 
“Fine.” His words came out more of a croak and he cleared his throat in an attempt to rid himself of the huskiness. “I’m fine, I don’t know…” He trailed off, his mind reeling with a thousand questions and concerns that he couldn't begin to process. 
The stranger  stepped forwards and crouched in front of him, studying him for a long moment. The pale moonlight reflected off of his glasses and cast dancing shadows around him as he surveyed the boy in front of him closely. David shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, a strong metallic smell permeating the air about him. 
Eventually the stranger offered his hand, smiling slightly in greeting. “I’m Max.” David stared blankly for several moments before reaching out tentatively to shake his hand. 
“David,” he managed to force out in reply, still confused, before pausing. “Do… Do you live in this neighbourhood?” The man laughed. 
“No,” Max responded in amusement, “Not exactly.”
“Oh…” A silence hung between them, the sound of a gentle breeze whistling through the empty streets filling the gap. David could feel his skin prickle with nervousness, something about the man’s presence unnerved him. Max's smile was warm and inviting, yet David was unsure whether it was genuine or just an attempt to put him at ease before he robbed him of his possessions and murdered him. It was rather difficult to say. 
“What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?” The question broke David's musings and prompted him to finally turn his attention to the man in front of him. 
“Walking.” He replied shortly. 
Max titled his head quizzically, “Nobody goes out walking at such a late hour unless they're on their way somewhere, but even then nobody would dare come out into the city at this time of night unless something was wrong. Especially not down this alleyway.” 
David looked back at the ground and shrugged, trying to hide his embarrassment. “Well... It's just nice to walk,” he said quietly.
Max made a noise in his throat, something that sounded suspiciously like a laugh. “You've got no home, do you David?” He asked gently.  
David shook his head, feeling a slight sting of betrayal in his chest.  “No, I guess not…” He admitted, cheeks burning in shame.  He was too tired to lie to this stranger. “I'm not really sure what I’m doing. My family's gone and I don’t have much to my name anymore.” He paused, staring intently at a crack in the road that he could have sworn hadn't been there earlier, fingers fiddling with the frayed ends of his shirt sleeve nervously. “I'm just wandering.” The statement hung awkwardly in the night air. 
Max hummed thoughtfully, “Come with me.” He stated suddenly, rising from his kneeling position and turning to look directly at David. “I think I might have something that can help you. Get you out of this mess.” He paused and the blonde frowned. 
“What?” He questioned.
Max smiled warmly, offering David a hand to help him to his feet. “Follow me.” He mused. “Follow and join me, David.”
That same night, David became a member of Max's little family.
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A/N - I wasn't originally going to post this but it was just sitting in my drive and it felt wasteful to not do anything with it. Obviously, this post and the others to come are my own take on each one of the boy's lives before they were turned and are in no way canon, they are simply silly little stories I came up with over the christmas break.
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la-vampirella · 9 months
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Random Lost Boys Headcannons
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David- The king of side eye
The rest of the boys adopted David’s side eyeing habit
People can usually feel it when one of the boys are side eyeing them
Marko and Paul would’ve loved watching Jersey Shore
Paul would’ve done the Jersey Shore fist pump
“You start at the bottom! Then work your way up!” -Paul
The boys avoid Star at all costs if she’s on her period
But they will tease her from afar about it
Marko goes out of his way to make babies cry when he sees them in public
Dwayne gets baby fever
Dwayne likes to hold random people’s babies on the boardwalk
Paul once went on a boardwalk ride while chewing on tobacco and he threw up everywhere
Paul has 🍃 connections
Marko one time got his cheek pinched and called a cutie by some girl on the boardwalk
And that’s how Marko discovered his weakness for pet names
Star had to ask the boys to get her pads and they came back with panty liners and jumbo tampons
Cue Star’s blank staring as her eyes got progressively watery
David has a disdain for vomit. Any other bodily fluid is fine, but vomit is a sure fire way to get David grossed out
The boys give Star major ick
Star’s ick reaction is blankly looking at the culprit up and down before moving away from them
Dwayne likes 60s music still and will occasionally listen to it in private
Paul owns a bunch of cassettes of mostly metal
All the cassettes were stolen and Paul proudly plays them from his also stolen boombox.
Marko trained his pigeons to shit on command
They all got pelted with pigeon shit after a training mishap
Marko was not allowed to say the word shit after that
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Part 4 of 9: Letters J through L
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[Poly!Lost Boys x Female!Reader]
[Summary] Part 4 (Letters J through L) of the Lost Boys Yandere Alphabet co-written by @the-girl-who-used-to-write and inspired by my Modern!AU headcanons.
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UM, YES? XD Vampires are possessive! Of course, the boys get jealous! You are their mate! Your future is with them; anyone who thinks otherwise is a marked man. 
David
David is jealousy on spurs, the living embodiment of the “green-eyed” monster. His ego is ginormous, so the idea of you entertaining anyone but him and his boys makes him livid and prone to curing your wandering eye through unsavory means. Whether he has to resort to intimidation, murder, kidnapping, or otherwise, David will have your undivided attention.
Dwayne
Dwayne is a patient man vampire. He’s not as jealous as his brothers. He knows you only have eyes for him (and the boys), but envy can creep into his heart if he sees someone trying to encroach on his territory. Oh, that Surf Nazi is flirting with you? Well, he’d better move on if he knows what’s good for him. I’ll stare at him until he does. Wait? Is he not leaving? Well, now I have to rip him to shreds. Dwayne is not as quick to resort to violence like David when someone has his girl’s attention, but it’s just as bloody when he does.
Paul
Paul isn’t as arrogant as David, but he knows he’s sex on wheels. He keeps you satisfied, his talented mouth always pulling the most delicious coos from your lips. No one can make you scream like he can, but you’re talking to that bald guy for some reason. What does he have that he doesn’t have? His tongue definitely isn’t as long as his. Perhaps, he should remind you—and he does. Paul won’t hesitate to slip his tongue down your throat in front of his inferior while slipping his nimble fingers into your pants. You’re going to leave the boardwalk limping, and that asshole will leave in a trash bag.
Marko
Marko’s jealousy rivals that of a petulant child. How dare someone try to take what’s his? He only shares with his brothers, and sometimes he doesn't want to do that. You are his—theirs, and how dare anyone even look in your direction. If anyone knows what’s good for them, they’d better avert their eyes and bite their tongue in your presence. If they are foolish, however, they’ve earned a black eye, busted lip, and an early death. 
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Whether they’re trying to lure you in or already have you in their clutches, there’s a certain way the boys act around you. 
David
David is highly possessive. Like with his former darling, Star, he must always have you within arms reach. Whether it's by his side, on the back of his bike, on his lap, or under him, he refuses to let you out of sight and must always touch you—feel you. In public, he’s heavy on the PDA because he wants everyone on the boardwalk, Santa Carla, the world to know you’re his. If he had to fuck you in the middle of the street to stake his claim, he would. David has no shame when it comes to the art of control. 
Dwayne
Dwayne is very gentlemanly in public. He chivalrously opens doors for you, pulls out chairs, and everything else a doting boyfriend should do. But sometimes, he gets a little carried away. Dwayne can be very dominating. Lord knows he tries to be subtle but he can’t help himself when consumed with the need to care for you. Dwayne won’t hesitate to pick you up and carry you on the boardwalk if he sees you grow winded. He adores feeding you. At first, you found it romantic when he pressed a chocolate-covered strawberry to your lips, but you found it odd when he cut up your steak into tiny pieces during dinner. But you never protest. Something about his dark stare tells you not to. You just open your mouth and submit. 
Paul
Paul is like a hyper puppy—extremely territorial and always on the prowl. Dwayne is your brooding shadow, but Paul is your affectionate guard dog. He’s the most energetic of the group, so you always have fun in his presence, but there’s a darkness beneath the surface. He can be vicious. Like a rabid dog, he will tear into anyone who looks at or speaks to you the wrong way. He’s the life of the party, but he can also be the angel of death. 
Marko
While Paul is like a hyper puppy, Marko is like a cat. Paul may have golden retriever energy but he doesn’t bark at anyone. Marko, on the other hand, will, in fact, hiss. No one in their right mind will approach you. He’s not a people person, and he always wants to be the center of attention, even if you’re also on a date with his brothers. He’s very possessive, almost as much as David. And, like, his platinum blond brother, he won’t let you go. EVER.
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David
David is BOLD. If he wants something, he takes it—figuratively and literally. David isn’t above walking right up to you and demanding, not asking, DEMANDING you go to dinner with him. And he won’t take no for an answer. He can ensnare you on his own, but if he needs to, he’ll manipulatively have his brothers tag team you to guilt you into saying yes. And they’ll happily oblige. They have dibs on you too. 
Dwayne
Dwayne is sneaky. He can be just as aggressive as his brothers when he wants to be. But he preferred to charm you because he didn’t want to scare you away. He wooed you with flowers and candy and sweet nothings. Romance is fleeting in modern times, so you fall into his trap easily. 
Paul 
If you take Paul at face value, you’ll presume he’s a bumbling stoner idiot. But he’s NOT. Paul is cunning where it counts, and he only plays dumb. Paul will stumble into you on the boardwalk, walking into you and spilling your drink all over your new dress. You’re flustered and pissed off, but you can’t be angry at the handsome charmer with boyish good looks and baby-blue eyes apologizing profusely. He offers to buy you a new dress (and by buy, he means steal). You accept, and he follows you to your favorite store. The rest is history. He will follow you everywhere, cracking jokes and being his loveable goofy self until you fall for him. 
Marko
Marko’s a devious little gremlin. He returned your wallet after you accidentally dropped it. ACCIDENTALLY dropped it. You carelessly shoved your livelihood in the back pocket of your new jeans, not realizing it had gone missing. You were relieved when he walked up to you with a cheeky lopsided grin and your wallet in his fingers. In 2023, someone was kind enough to return a wallet full of cash, credit cards, and the latest iPhone? This person deserved a reward. So as a token of your gratitude, you offered to buy the honest stranger a cup of coffee or a meal. He happily obliged, and you two have been inseparable ever since. You appreciate his kind heart and his fun-loving nature. You have no idea there’s a bloodthirsty, sadistic monster beneath the surface. 
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[A/n] Check out J is for Jealousy and T.L.C., these two stories were inspired by the Alphabet. Hope you enjoy!
💙 - Ghoulgeous Immaculate
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Can you do a Lost Boys headcannon were their s/o is afraid of spiders??? Like how would they react to finding out they're afraid of spiders, if they'd tease you about it, etc.
hope you enjoy!
The Lost Boys x S/O That’s Afraid Of Spiders
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David
he would find it amusing how much you hate spiders. david thinks of spiders more as a nuisance than anything. when you’d see a spider and jump on his lap in fear he’d think it’s funny. he’d say something like, “are you really scared of a little spider?”
depending on his mood, david might get a little annoyed with your fear of spiders. for example, if you screech and jump at him for protection and he’s in a bad mood he might groan and tell you to grow up a little bit. he’ll apologize later if he truly offended you, but when he’s in a bad mood any little thing will make it worse.
david would kill the spiders for you. not only because you’re afraid of them, but also because he finds them annoying. he likes seeing you come to him for protection, but he wouldn’t want you to be afraid for too long. if he’s not in the mood for getting spider remains on his shoes then he’ll grab a stick for the spider to climb on and he’ll leave it outside.
Dwayne
dwayne wouldn’t be annoyed with your fear of spiders. he knows that all people/vampires are all afraid of something, and yours happens to be spiders. the first time he saw you scream and run to him because of a spider he just laughed a little bit and then killed it.
he wouldn’t ever make fun of you for your fear of spiders. he just finds it funny at times. if it’s a big spider he’ll understand because they’re scaring looking and ugly, but he finds it funny when you screech over a spider the size of an ant. one of the first times he saw you run away from a tiny spider he said, “this little thing? he won’t hurt you,” dwayne still killed it afterwards though because he doesn’t like seeing you scared.
dwayne isn’t afraid of spiders unless they come out of nowhere. like if he turns and sees one right next to him he’ll jump a little bit. he’s not scared of killing spiders though because he’s used to killing them for you and laddie. he finds it cute how you come to him for protection. he likes being the brave one.
Paul
paul would make fun of you for it, but deep down he’s afraid of spiders too. he would never admit it though. the first time you saw a spider and hid behind him he started laughing at you. “babe, you’re scared of a nice little spider?” he’ll apologize if he makes you feel bad, and depending on the size he’ll step on it to kill it.
if you insist he kills a big sized spider, paul will say he will like it’s no sweat, but when he gets close to it and realizes how big it actually is he’ll chicken out. all his courage will be washed away, and he’ll spend a few minutes trying to boost his confidence back up to kill it. once you tell him to kill it a second time his confidence will be gone and he’ll come up with an excuse like, “he’s probably got a wife and kids! i don’t want to kill him!”
paul will never admit that he’s scared of spiders, but has no problem making fun of you for it. if you try to tell him that he’s afraid of them too he’ll deny it till no end. paul will only have the courage to kill the small spiders the big ones are you’re problem.
Marko
marko is not afraid of spiders in the slightest. it’s mainly because he knows that they can’t hurt him even if they bite him. when he found out you were deathly afraid of spiders he thought it was hilarious and made fun of you like paul. “i can’t believe you’re afraid of these friendly little spiders! they won’t do anything to you! here, take one!”
marko would try to get the spiders to befriend him and follow him around the cave, but he fails almost every time. he’ll pick one up and chase you around with it saying he wants you to meet his new friend, but he really just enjoys scaring you. if the spider bites him or refuses to be his friend, marko will get upset and kill it as punishment.
he doesn’t really like killing them because they don’t bother him, but he will if you’re screaming at him to. after chasing you around with the spider in his hand he’ll say, “babe, look,” and he’ll kill it by crushing it with his bare hands. that probably wouldn’t make you feel any better cause of how gross that would be, but he got rid of the spider problem.
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strangercarla · 7 months
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Celebrating Y/N's Birthday with The Lost Boys Headcanons - GN! Reader (Platonic)
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So it's my birthday tomorrow so to celebrate I'm writing myself some cute headcanons of celebrating with my favourite characters! This is a readers insert though! <33
So as it is Y/N's birthday the boys & Star decided to have a celebration for their friend.
Each of the boys & Star were in charge of different jobs to get the celebrations going.
Marko baked a birthday cake as he is the best baker.
Paul was put in charge of music & he works on a killer playlist of Y/N's favourite songs.
Star decided to decorate the cave with the help of Laddie, there are fairy lights & balloons it's very cute.
David & Michael were in charge of wrapping gifts, there were some arguing involved but no need to worry.
And lastly Dwayne's job was to pick Y/N up from work at the video store.
So in his style he picks them up & they drive through Santa Carla to buy some time.
And then they enter the decorated filled cave & Y/N has the biggest smile on their face.
They all celebrate together & overall have a lovely evening.
I hope you enjoy this one, I may write a full imagine later too! <33
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luv4fandoms · 4 months
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Why have I always headcanoned Paul to be the one who cuts all the boy's hair? Like you would think it would be Marko cause he's the artistic one, but no, Paul knows all the tips and tricks to give anyone a badass makeover
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chubbyreaderchan · 1 year
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Do you ever think that David will read their s/o or the other boys mind only to find really annoying music and he just looks at them and goes...
"Seriously?"
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strwb3rryfairi · 1 year
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CG!Poly!Lost boys (+ Micheal) x Little!Reader
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Warning(s): Insecurity, doubt, but mainly just fluff .
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You and the boys have been together for years and when you were in little space you would cling to each of them equally. This routine changed once Micheal joined the group. You were entranced with him; You thought he was so pretty. From his curly hair to his blue eyes - you were obsessed. Micheal of course didn’t mind this - he actually quite liked it. He thought it was so cute. The way you would cling on to him and cuddle with him in the cave; It was adorable. And although Micheal loved how clingy you were with him - this wasn’t the case with the rest of the boys.
David would often be seen grumbling (more than usual) to himself when you would cling on to Micheal. Paul would whine and pout saying things like “Don’t you love daddy?” which would make you panic and stress out - and then make you feel like you have to choose between the two. This stopped once Dwayne noticed what Paul was doing and he smacked the shit out of him. Dwayne would simply glare at Micheal - while Marko would bite his thumb to try and contain his anger.
This had been going on for weeks. You would always be clinging to Micheal - whether it be at the boardwalk or at the cave. The boys thought they should have a talk with you to figure out why you were clinging to the brunette so badly.
So, that night the boys all went to your section of the cave where you were just playing with your dolls happily giggling to yourself. The boys all thought this was adorable and Paul instantly wanted to pepper your face in kisses and keep you in his arms forever.
You noticed the group of boys standing right by you and smiled brightly. “Hi!!” You said with a giggly smile. This smile faltered when you saw the serious looks on their faces. “Am I in trouble?” You said with a pout.
David was the first to speak up. “No baby you aren’t. You’re daddie’s just wanted to talk about what’s been going on with you lately.” You tilted your head with an adorable confused look on your face. “You’ve been spending a lot more time with dada instead of us and it’s been making us all a little upset. Did we do something wrong that upset you sweetheart?” The room went quiet for a bit before you started giggling to yourself. This laughing fit confused the boys but they didn’t want to interrupt you. Your laughing calmed down before you spoke up. “You didn’t do anything wrong, dada is just really warm an’ I was cold.” You said smiling.
The boys stopped for a sec and processed what you had said. The room was quiet for a bit and it caused you to get worried and start to let your doubts take over. The silence was cut by Paul. “So we just have to wear sweaters and you’ll cuddle with us more?” You shrugged at his question which basically meant “yeah sure.”
Soon the colder nights were spent with your daddies in sweaters and comfy clothes. Your cuddle pile soon became ten times softer with the added comfort of the boys sweaters.
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A/N: sorry for the lack of posts guys - i’ve been really depressed and i just haven’t been feeling great lately.
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whatisgoingonpaul · 1 year
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Paul puts Marko in air jail
I imagine he just picks him up like a rampaging puppy and you have this 20 something kicking and clawing in his arms while literally hissing.
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When you’re prone to fighting but your boyfriend remembers he’s a vampire and just air jail dangles you over the pier. No one keeps a tally on how many times Paul dropped him into the ocean to “cool off” it’s to many.
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gothamslostboy · 5 months
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TLB Characters Favorite Type Of Blanket
A/N: I have no idea what this is or why I made it but I haven’t posted anything creative in so long. Yall ever love something but the thought of actually doing it makes you stressed? That’s what writing has been for the past couple months ugh :[ I miss it sm but I never like anything I end up making and keep deleting my progress. Oh well, hopefully I stop doing that soon and enjoy this pointless headcanon
ALSO: yes most these characters sleep upside down from the ceiling, but I like to ignore that bc tbh I want to erase the fact they have those weird ass feet. To me those monstrosities don’t exist. If you like the fact they hang from the ceiling then these headcanons are just for sitting on the couch or cuddling. They also don’t really feel temperatures but again I’m ignoring it:]
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DAVID
Duvet
A big fluffy one filled with cotton
He’d never tell anyone, but it makes him feel safer
It’s similar to one his mother gave him in his human life
He rolls it up like a cocoon
He doesn’t even leave a hole for his face bc he doesn’t need to breathe
Paul and Marko use this to their advantage and prank him atleast 2 times a month
Dwayne shoos them away if he notices them trying to bother David when he’s asleep
MARKO
This man is weird ngl
He just sleeps with a sheet
He doesn’t mind using a different blanket when sharing
But if he’s alone it’s a sheet
He doesn’t like feeling any weight on him when he’s asleep
Might as well sleep with nothing
But he also likes to cover his eyes with it
It’s just soothing to him
PAUL
Weighted blanket
He LOVES to cuddle with ppl bc of their weight being on him
So when no one wants to sleep with him he pulls out this blanket
The boys and Star made him a custom blanket bc he wants it to be HEAVY heavy
If he was human this thing would crush him to death
He sleep walks/flys and this stops him
He needs help getting it off of him bc he’s usually still too groggy to put in the effort when he wakes up
STAR
Patchwork Crochet Quilt
She made it herself
Everytime she finishes a new project she added a new square made up of all the colors she used
Whenever David would see her adding a square he said something like “another square? That’s gonna be a big ass blanket”
She stopped the blanket when it reached 80x80 4 inch squares
She realized that that is, infact, a big ass blanket
She can’t even fit the thing on her bed
Most of it is just hanging off the side
She started a new one to give to Michael
But that one is gonna be smaller
After that she’s just gonna make one for each boy
MICHAEL
Normally shares with Star
She doesn’t even notice he’s using it most of the time
Once it gets big enough he uses the one she made specifically for him
Uses David’s blanket when laying with him
But the fluffiness makes him feel trapped sometimes
Just holds on to David for comfort
Can occasionally convince star and David to sleep in the same bed with him and they use Star’s blanket obviously
He and David sleep under the sheets when using Star‘s blanket tho bc it’s a lil itchy
But she doesn’t seems to notice the itch
DWAYNE
I’m just gonna insert a picture bc idk what it’s called
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But this kind of blanket^ along with Satin sheets underneath
He’s like Marko where he doesn’t like as much weight
But really likes making fun of Marko’s sheet and doesn’t want to be a hypocrite
If he’s cuddling with someone he puts their head under his chin and wraps them up together tightly
When alone he keeps the blanket lose
Just in case something happens and he needs to get up quickly and protect the pack
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